i wish i could have days like this forever

Dating Justin Foley includes...


Warning: profanity

Request: here ya go bby and this one

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  • Random make-out sessions

“Hey Justin do you think potatoes or broccoli wins-”

*insert Justin grabbing your waist and starts making out with you*

  • Finding out about his home issues


“I didn’t want you to worry so mu-”


  • Helping him through his domestic violence
  • Cuddles forever
  • Secretly Justin is a virgin bc he wanted the perfect person to do it with
  • And he chose you
  • *squeals*
  • You embarrass Justin. Like a lot.


“God Y/n.”

  • Justin getting annoyed at you but you make it up to him with hugs.
  • You always giving him back hugs

  • Your parents bring him into your house, just because of what you told them


“Is this what you have to deal with 24/7”

  • Justin getting along with your parents very well

“Babe you got some brownie, um, all over your face idiot.”


  • Singing in your bedroom
  • Your boy knows how to rap Rap God ;)
  • Kisses on cheeks

“Is it wrong if I love you and still love Jess?”

“It would be wrong not to still love her Justin.”

  • He stops drugs for you, he knows its bad
  • You stay the FUCK away from Bryce because you know better now
  • You knew Hannah but not well, she seemed more of a rebel and that was not you.
  • You weren’t on the tapes but you were handed a pair of headphones from Tony bc he said 

“Hannah really liked you Y/n, you were just so perfect. I bet you two would’ve been best friends.”

Soon you found out what Justin did

“I’m sorry Justin I love you but can I have some time? I really want to understand what truly happened.”

“Yeah okay.”

  • He was miserable but you came back to him in 2 days, you just needed time to process it, you forgave him for what he did
  • He loved you
  • He loved you more than Jess
  • He wanted to fucking marry you
  • You loved him too
  • You loved him so much
  • You wished this could last forever and you hoped it did too

  • Tim McGraw: The name of my first summer love.
  • Picture To Burn: Someone who's picture I'd like to burn
  • Teardrops On My Guitar: The last time I cried during a song
  • A Place In This World: The Place I'd like to live the most
  • Cold As You: The worst rejection I've ever gotten.
  • The Outside: When did I feel most alone?
  • Tied Together With A Smile: Who is the strongest person I know?
  • Stay Beautiful: Who is the most beautiful person I know?
  • Mary's Song (Oh My My My): The name of my first crush
  • Our Song: A song that means a lot to me.
  • I'm Only Me When I'm With You: A person I can be myself with
  • Invisible: An awkward confession.
  • A Perfectly Good Heart: I'll tell you something sweet about your blog.
  • Fearless: My biggest fear.
  • Fifteen: A memory from when I was fifteen
  • Love Story: A story about something romantic that happened to me.
  • Hey Stephen: The name of my crush
  • White Horse: Have I ever been in love with someone who was taken?
  • You Belong With Me: Which celebrity shoyld see, they belong with me?
  • Breathe: Something I can't breathe without
  • Tell Me Why: A question of mine that has yet to be answered.
  • You're Not Sorry: Something I'm sorry for?
  • Forever & Always: What do I wish to have forever and always?
  • The Best Day: What was the best day so far?
  • Change: What do I want to change about myself?
  • Jump Then Fall: Who's laugh is the best sound I have ever heard?
  • Untouchable: My biggest dream
  • Come In With The Rain: My favourite kind of weather.
  • Superstar: My celebritycrush
  • The Other Side Of The Door: The last person I fought with
  • Mine: The best thing that's ever been mine
  • Sparks Fly: Who captivates my like a fireworkshow?
  • Back To December: If I could go back in time, where would I go?
  • Speak Now: *Insert any question here*
  • Dear John: Something I wanna say to my exboyfriend/girlfriend/crush
  • Mean: The meanest thing someone has ever said to me.
  • The Story Of Us: Tell a story about someone you know
  • Never Grow Up: A memory about growing up
  • Enchanted: Someone who enchants me.
  • Better Than Revenge: Someone you want to teach a lesson
  • Innocent: How easily do I forgive?
  • Haunted: A memory that haunts me.
  • Last kiss: The last person I kissed/wanted to kiss.
  • Long Live: Who will I remember forever?
  • Ours: Who has a pretty little mind?
  • If This Was A Movie: If my life was a movie, who would play me?
  • Superman; If I had any superpower, what would it be?
  • State Of Grace: Who is my achilles' heel?
  • Red: Someone I just can't forget.
  • Treacherous: The most dangerous thing I have ever done
  • I Knew You Were Trouble: The last time I got in trouble
  • All Too Well: Something someone said, I remember all too well
  • 22: My best birthday ever.
  • I almost do: How often do I doubt myself?
  • We Are Never Ever Getting Together: A couple you wish would get back together
  • Stay Stay Stay: Someone you can depend on
  • The Last Time: The Last Time I....*insert something here*
  • Holy Ground: I don't wanna dance, if I'm not dancing with....
  • Sad Beautiful Tragic: Something that makes me sad
  • The Lucky One: My biggest dream
  • Everything Has Changed: Something that has changed about me
  • Starlight: The most marvelous tune
  • Begin Again: What would I do again and again?
  • The Moment I Knew: The moment I knew...*insert something here*
  • Come Back...Be Here: Someone I miss
  • Girl at Home: Have I ever cheated on someone?

Dear Ex Best Friend,

For starters, I hate saying that, “ex” best friend. Our friendship was always just worth more than that, and I know you know that too. I hope you realize nobody will ever take your spot, nobody will ever lead up to you. Our friendship was too special for someone to be able to take your title. Plus, nobody will ever be you.

Next, I often think of the “what ifs” and “could’ve beens”, but in all honesty maybe this is where we are supposed to be. Maybe we will find our way back to each other one day, maybe not. However, I will always be here for you, disregarding all the circumstances. Even if you do not ever want to be my friend again, I will always be a friend to you. And I am terribly sorry for how we ended our friendship.

Furthermore, thank you for being such a wonderful person. You were my person, and you came into my life when I needed someone. I will forever be thankful for you. Even if we never cross paths again, our past contains memories I will cherish forever. It was just you and I against the world for awhile, and that’s all we needed at the time, but high school indeed changed everything.

In my opinion, we needed to find ourselves. I admit I lost myself for awhile, and I am terribly sorry that it changed me into someone I was not. I will forever regret that, but just know you will always be my person. Even if I am closer to other people now, you will forever have the spot of being my actual best friend.

The worst part of it all is we can walk past each other now and act as if we were never in each others life. I miss you terribly sometimes. Especially in the summertime, it is like every memory painfully fulfills my mind. I go through old pictures and I wonder how everything just changed so fast, I wish I could have stopped that.

Also, I hope someone walks into your life one day and is an actual great friend to you. You deserve that and please do not settle for anything less, you deserve to be treated like a person, not as if you do not exist. I also hope all your dreams come true and everything in your life turns out good.

Buddy, do you remember how we would always say “do not jump oceans for people who would not jump puddles for you” ? I know you do, so keep that in mind always on your path throughout life. You can overcome all the obstacles life throws at you, and I admire your strength. And I wish you the best for all the next stages in your life.

Lastly, although we are not close anymore, i still want to thank you for all you did for me. Thank you for being my person, wiping my tears, venting with me, going on walks, looking at stars, and laughing together. There is nobody else I would want to have such great memories with. I am so sorry for everything. Also, I hope you still get that apartment we planned on getting in California.

Love always,
Your Ex Best Friend.

—  Smf
Little Dipper

A/N: It’s been a while since I’ve posted something, and my work-in-progresses are taking longer than planned, so I took a break from that and wrote this today. Hope you enjoy :)


“’M really glad yeh’re here,” Harry tells you as you unpack your weekend bag in his New York hotel room. Harry is on tour and you haven’t seen him in months, so you flew out to surprise him.

Before you can respond, everything goes black.

“Love, where are yeh?” Harry shuffles around to find you.

“I’m over here,” you call from beside the window.

He eventually finds you, and you turn to pull back the curtain, finding that the blackout had spread over the whole city.

“I guess we won’t be watching any movies t'night,” Harry laughs.

“No,” you reply still looking out of the window, “Look! You can see the stars!”

A moment later, Harry cautiously makes his way toward the door, “I’ll be right back.”

He soon returns, arms full with a flashlight, a key, and extra blankets and pillows. Voice muffled by the bedding, he calls you over, “C'mon Y/N.”

You grab some of the pillows as you follow him to the stairwell climbing all the way to the top. He puts the key into the door and opens it, leading you onto the roof.

As the two of you spread out the blankets and pile the pillows on top, you wonder how he got the hotel to let you up there. You suppose it’s just part of Harry’s charm.

Once you get settled, you point out a small group of seven stars, “There’s the Little Dipper.”

“And over there is the Big Dipper,” Harry adds.

You lay in silence for a while, gazing up at the sky. The blackout may be an inconvenience, but you’re glad that you get to have a distraction free night with Harry.

“I missed you,” Harry pulls you into his side.

“I missed you too.”

“One day ’M gonna marry yeh, and then we won’t have t’ be apart,” Harry confesses.

“I’d like that,” Your heart swells, and you’re glad to know Harry feels the same about your future.

Just before you drift off to sleep, a shooting star soars by.

“Make a wish Y/N,” Harry says.

“I wish this night could last forever.”

And in a way it did because three years later you and Harry say “I do” underneath the stars.

Peter Pan Imagine/Memories

“So like before the group comes to save Henry Peter and the reader were in a relationship and when they got back to story Brooke, they erased the readers memory of Peter and hook is like her guardian now? And maybe like someone slips something and the reader is all confused because she realizes her memory was erased and stuff like that? IDK. It feels crazy writing it down, and in my head it totally made sense. Maybe if you can write something off of that, that would be amazing but if it’s too hard to follow I TOTALLY GET IT THANK YOU THOUGH “

Warnings: Cursing,fluff,memory loss,memory gaining, btw I kinda switched it up a bit but hope you still enjoy

You and peter were the perfect couple, you loved him dearly, and he loved you, even though he may not have always showed it, he did. That’s why when you got your memory taken away, it turned his life upside down.

Peter’s Point Of View

It all started out as just a regular day, I wake up and look at her, then kiss her on the forehead. I then rub her head and run my fingers through her hair, wishing it could be like this forever, but being king of the island, I have duty’s to attend to, lost boys to feed, and a island to run.

I get up slowly to make sure I don’t disturb her, and then on my way to the kitchen to make some breakfast, as I make breakfast , my best friend Felix greets me, we talk about everything, nothing, and the important things, he is my go to when I have problems , if I can’t explain something to Y/n, I always go to him, he is my most trust worthy, respected, and funniest lost boy, and for that I am forever grateful.

After making food Felix rings the bell and everybody wakes up, slowly but surely, I go into my cabin to check if Y/n is wake, she isn’t, no surprise.

“Baby, you gotta wake up now.” I say softly

“Mmmmm” She moans and rolls over to avoid eye contact

I laugh and get on the bed and rub her back “You gotta get up or the food will get cold, you don’t want that do you?” I asked

She puts the pillow over her head and blocks out whatever I have to say

“Oh that’s how it’s gonna be?” I jump on her and start to tickle her, she couldn’t keep it in and starts to laugh, hysterically, I loved these times with her, but they wouldn’t last.

Regular Point Of View 

As the days go by, you realize Peter became more distant, less loving, less caring, and it wasn’t your imagination, and it sucked , because you loved him, you would damn near die for him, this , this was when the arguments started.

“I can’t keep doing this Peter!” you yelled at him

“Excuse me ? Do what? You don’t do shit.” he says 

“I take care of YOUR lost boys Peter! And let me tell you they are very hard to take care of.” you fold your arms

“Nobody ask you to.” he turns away from you

“No , no they don’t but I do a damn good job don’t I?” you say

Peter just stays silent , not knowing what to say

“You’re lucky you have me, without me , Neverland would be nothing.” As soon as you said that you instantly regretted it.

“You should probably keep that pretty mouth of yours shut.” he said sternly

“Or what?” you said with the most sass you could give.

“Do you want to get banished?!” he yells

“Maybe I do!” You yell at him

“Fine then pack your shit.” he walks out the cabin, and that was the last time you seen him , until , well …

You see you lived with Hook, in StoryBrooke, he was your guardian, everything was good, until he started to date this Swan princess, she and her son, and the group were always in your and Hook’s way, at least that’s what you thought, but Hook really loved Swan, and it kinda annoyed you, Hook was like your big brother, and the only one you could talk to, with that , Emma was always with him, so that meant less time with you.

Well, Emma and the gang were getting annoyed of you to, they wanted to like you, but you lived with Peter for 2 years, your sass was uncontrollable, so Emma and Regina made a potion, a potion to erase your memory, the good, the bad, all of it, they regretted it the second they did it, but they had no idea hot to get your memory back.

It was like you were a totally different person, you were sweet, gentle, and kind, there was no sass in your blood, you might as well have been called the princess of StoryBrooke, you were so kind to everyone and they all loved you, they kept saying you were a “whole new person” but you always brushed it off, thinking it probably meant nothing. When it meant everything.

 One day Henry was caught, and you were kinda sad, Henry and you became super close, since you got your memory erased, you thought of Henry as your little brother, so you were very worried and sad that he was taken.

“We have to find him!” you say

“Well will don’t worry.” Hook says 


Finding out he was in Neverland you were a little taken back, you didn’t know why, but you had a bad feeling about this.

Stepping unto Neverland’s ground, the smells, the taste of the wind, it all seemed so familiar yet so unrecognizable, it confused you, but you let it slide, you were trying to pay attention to any clue’s on where your little brother could be.

“What if we never find him?” you start to loose hope

“We will, don’t think that way Y/n.” David says

You nod, and just keep walking close to the group

You then all smell smoke

“Fire!” Emma says with a smile

“Someone could be close, it might be Henry!” you say jumping up and down with joy

You all get pumped up and start to walk to the campsite, once you see Henry, you smile, he isn’t in a cage, he is sitting with a teenage boy, who looks your age, and maybe a little cute? You shake your head and run towards him

“Henry!” you yell as you squeeze him “Ohh how I missed you!” you scream

Peter just looks at you, he is in shock. He looks like he just seen a ghost, like you were dead, it was like seeing you for the first time all over again.

You look at him, and put your hair behind your ears, he notices, that’s something you always do when you’re nervous.

“Well.” he says as he folds his arms

“Well what?” you asked

Emma and the group walk over to you and Henry and Peter is still staring at you

“Uh, Peter.” Felix says

“You’re Peter?” you ask

Peter shakes his head, you should know who he is, he was your boyfriend for 2 years.

“Are you serious right now?” he asked

“Give us Henry and we will leave, how about that?” you asked nicely

“Oh Henry isn’t going anywhere.” Peter smirks “Neither are you.” 

“What?” you asked

“Y/n stop , are you going to apologize to me or what?” Peter asked

“For what?” you asked more confused 

“For our argument!” he says annoyed already

“What argument?” you said confused

“The argument we had before you left this bloody island without my permission.” he said with a stern look “You know nobody leaves this island without my permission, but yet, you still chose to disobey. Typical.”  he makes full eye contact with you

“I have no idea what you’re talking about..” you back away slowly

“You’re joking right?” he crosses his arms

“I never met you Peter Pan, this is my first time being on Neverland.” you say a little scared

“What the fuck…” Peter whispers

“I-I’m not crazy right?” Peter asked Felix

“No we all know you Y/n , you were Peter’s girl for 2 years.” he said

And all the lost boys nodded and agreed

“This is just some prank you guys are playing to scare me.” you say

“Why would we play pranks on something so serious ?” Peter asked

You look around and everything became dizzy, you start to panic and all you could do , was black out.


Peter kept you on Neverland , while Hook and the rest of the gang went back to Story Brooke, Peter insisted on keeping you, and basically he traded Henry for you. They accepted.

Knowing you would be freaked out Peter made your own private cabin, so that when you woke up, you would have time to react on your own, be ready to come out on your own.

You wake up and to your notice it wasn’t in StoryBrooke, it was in a cabin, a nice one, but it wasn’t yours, or was it? It was all so confusing.

You get up and go to the bathroom, you felt dirty but taking a shower was a no for you because you still didn’t know where you were, and you wanted to be smart about this.

You step out and Peter look’s at you, he signals Felix to go rush off with the lost boys, he wanted to talk to you alone.

“Why am I here?” you asked

“Because, you belong here.” he simply said

“No I don’t,” your voice started to crack “I belong in Story Brooke with my family.” you said 

“You really don’t remember do you ?” Peter shook his head “Look, I don’t know how or why, but your memory was erased, you were MY lost girl, my love, my baby girl, my everything.” he said 

“I was never-” you started but Peter caught you off with a kiss and you pushed him away from you as soon as he did

“What the hell?” You yelled

“I’m-I’m sorry I thought you’d remember if I-”

“If you kissed me? Peter I don’t even know you, what makes you think kissing me was your best option right now?”

“Because I fucking miss you.” he said , he looked stressed, his hands running through his hair, the other hand on his hip, his tongue licking his lips, he clearly knew you, but you, didn’t know him.

“I’m sorry, but I just really want to go home, where my family is, please.” you looked him in the eyes, and he nodded.

“If that’s what you want love.” he said


You were sent to Story Brooke and everything was normal, you lived with Hook, and the other group, Henry was your little side kick again, and it all seemed normal.

One day after school you got extremely bored, and decided to go into Rumple’s shop, he was telling you about different potions, and you found a memory one,

“This one will make you remember everything, but forget nothing, the bed, and the good. You won’t be able to erase a memory if you tried.” he said 

“I want it.” you said

“As you wish.” he said

Nothing happen and you got a little sad

“Why isn’t anything happening?” you asked

“All magic just doesn’t happen , it takes time.” he smiles

You nod,, about two days went by and nothing, you were about to give up , you started to do your homework, doing math, same old , it was boring.

Then all of a sudden it was like a huge deja vu, you remeber, you remember Peter, the lost boys, the mermaids, you remember it all, you fall of your bed and make a big thump, with the Hook comes up running up the stairs

“Are you okay?” as he opens your door

“I remember!” you yell , almost crying

“Remember what?” he asked

“Peter, the lost boys-”

“Wait you actually know them?” he asked

“I lived with them, I dated Peter, I don’t know them , I am them I am a lost boy.” you say

You hug him and tell him you love him, you do the same with Henry, promising to get in contact with them both as soon as possible,

You then head to Neverland, remembering how to get to Neverland, and taking all the shortcuts to the campsites you were ecstatic to see Peter.

“PETER!” you yell 

He turns around see’s you “Yn what are you-”

You jump into his arms and he catches you, you kiss his lips and he just holds you , never wanting to let go.

“I remember now Peter.” you say as you smile

“Good, because I miss you my lost girl.” he said as he smiled

“I miss you too Peter.” you kissed him once more.

Nessian POV - ACOWAR Chp 15

First up on the Nessian POVs of ACOWAR is chapter 15 when Cassian, Rhysand and Feyre find Nesta in the library. 

Velaris was full of life outside. Cassian could hear fae walking in the streets along with distant laughter. Except those sounds were dull in his ears as his heart thumped in his chest at the small tether that pulled him forward.

Feyre had only just arrived back in Velaris with the Spring Court emissary, though from the looks of it perhaps Lucien would no longer hold that position after they fled from Tamlin’s territory. Now it was time for her to see how her sisters were adapting to their new lives as fae.

Rhysand began tracking down Nesta, but Cassian already knew where they would find her. Exactly in that same spot she preferred among the bookcases with a novel in her narrow fingers.

He remembered coming to the town house after his wings were healed enough not to keep him bed-ridden. Every other day he would walk through those doors and seek Nesta out. And every time she would snarl and hurl vicious words his way when he offered to train her.

She was being stubborn. And skies above if he couldn’t help, but to do everything in his power to rile her up. Because seeing her anger was better than her hiding back behind that wall she always kept up.

He was afraid. So afraid that after everything Hybern did to her- Cassian’s mouth tightened.

He lost Nesta once and he was going to do everything in his power not to lose her again. Any moment it felt as though she could break under some pressure he was trying so damn hard to help her with. But every time he offered to teach her combat or even speak a word of kindness she deflected it as though his efforts were meager whims instead of tasks that he put his heart and soul into.

But he could understand her distrust. Even though it was misplaced. He only wished that she would have enough faith in him to know that he would rather die than let her be harmed again.

And so as he walked with Rhys and Feyre to the library. Cassian’s shoulders tensed in anticipation. Each step drawing him closer and closer to the female who he couldn’t stay away from.

The red stone halls were dim much like his siphons at the moment. Cassian’s wings rustled as he slightly rolled his shoulders. His muscles loosened at the movement, but became taught with every step toward the wooden double doors he had walked through so many times before.

He could sense her presence inside before Rhysand even opened one of the doors.

And there she was. Curled up in an armchair she preferred. A book was on her knees and her posture was calm. Relaxed even. Her gray-blue eyes focused on whatever was written on the page she was currently reading.

But before Cassian could enjoy the moment any longer Nesta heard them in the doorway. Her head shot up and her back instantly became rigid. She shut her book soundly with a thud while placing the book face down on the table beside her.

Nesta regarded them with a simple gaze. Though she was far from simple in Cassian’s eyes as he held his breath and watched her stand in a plain pewter gown that did wonders for her curves. The design for the dress was modest, but it didn’t matter. Nesta could command attention in anything she wore.

And her long dark golden hair was braided today in a style resembling a crown upon her head. Yet still hiding those pointed ears that she was ashamed of.

Many times Cassian wondered what Nesta would do if he unpinned her tightly coiled hair and let it hang loose down her shoulders. He was curious about how her hair would feel through his fingers as he pushed the strands behind her ears while letting his thumb caress the pointed tips down to the lobe.

But with her hair pulled up as it was today it showed off the pale skin of her neck. Cassian’s eyes darted over the spot where he had last touched her there. It seemed ages had passed since that time in front of the fireplace across the Wall.

Except he remembered each detail with vivid clarity.

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do you wanna go to the seaside?

you don’t have to obviously, but i listened to ‘Busy - Olly Murs’ whilst writing this, and i think it’s perfect for the feel of this one :) 

“And we don’t wanna hear the real world passing by,” I glanced over at Shawn as one hand was gripped to the wheel; whilst he used the other one to point out the front of the window, pulling a stupid face as he sung along.

I placed my arm along the edge of the door, with the window down, and leaned my head on it; looking at my reflection in the side mirror. The sky was seamless, blue going for miles and miles. My hair was waltzing in the wind as Shawn sped down the roads, wanting to start our day at the beach.

“Oh god,” I sighed, as Shawn shut the boot. “What?” he asked, taking one of the bags from my hands and throwing it over his shoulder. “You actually bought that hat?” I said, pointing at the huge bucket hat covering his fluffy hair. A proud smile spread across his face as he adjusted it slightly, “Yep.”
I rolled my eyes before stepping onto the path, feeling Shawn nudge his shoulder against mine once he joined me. “At least you’ll never lose me,” he said, taking my hand in his. “You can spot me from miles away in this thing.”

The sun was shining, which was something I hadn’t felt for a long time. I felt completely relaxed, so much so that a towel on sand felt more comfortable than some of the hotel beds I had slept in. Shawn was like a little kid when it came to beach days; he threw everything on the ground before running down to the shore and leaping straight into the cold sea. He gave me the thumbs up as soon as he was in waist deep; but I chuckled to myself when his face showed how cold he really felt. I laid back under the umbrella, and read my book; not wanting to do anything else. Being on tour was incredibly exhausting for Shawn of course, but it was actually quite tiring for me as well.

“Shit,” I sighed as I felt cold drops of water land across my body. I slammed my book down and looked up, frowning with my hand over my eyes as I glared up at Shawn who had a childish grin plastered across his face. “Come on baby, come in the sea with me” he smiled, sitting down on his knees. “No Shawn,” I said, grabbing my book to quickly fold the top of the page. “Please,” he pouted. I tried my best to scowl at him, but I couldn’t help but smile at the dork in front of me. He had worked incredibly hard on tour, and he deserved this little break. “Fine,” I sighed, pushing myself up from the ground. “You’re the best,” he hummed before pecking my nose. “But the hat goes,” I said, placing my hands on my hips. He threw it to the ground so it landed on the towel, and grabbed my hand before running towards the sea.

“See, it’s not too bad” he said as he slowly walked ahead of me, getting deeper into the sea. I nodded quickly faking a smile, until he turned his back to me, and that’s when I swore under my breath whilst rubbing my arms. “Come here,” he said softly, reaching out his hand for me to take. I took it and made my way closer to him. As soon as I was standing directly in front of him, he grabbed me by the waist with both hands; and lifted me so I was being held by his arms. He swung me round in bridal style, laughing at the squeals that left my mouth. “Stop Shawn,” I giggled, terrified that he’d drop me in the sea. Seconds later he stopped, but kept me in his arms. I pushed back the loose wet curls, letting out the last chuckle. I was taken aback by his lips crashing into mine, feeling wet and smooth. He then gently placed me back on my feet, and admittedly the water no longer felt cold.

I found myself admiring Shawn’s back whilst he paid for our ice creams. I had seen it so many times, but there was something about it under the sun; revealing the muscles even more; carving his shoulders even more. I’d become so lost in a daze, I didn’t realise he had moved until I felt the cold shock of ice cream being placed on the tip of my nose. “You can stare as much as you want,” he said, with a cocky smirk on his face. I stuck my tongue out at him before attempting to lick the ice cream from my nose. He giggled from behind his ice cream cone, before grabbing my chin with his spare hand and gently wrapping his lips around my nose, sucking the ice cream off. “Sweet,” he smiled before going back to his own ice cream.
Hand in hand, we slowly walked along the stretched path; with the sea to our right. We would’ve walked at a normal speed, but Shawn said it was because he wanted to soak the moment up. Although this may be have been true, I knew it was also because he wasn’t very good at multitasking; meaning it was difficult for him to walk whilst eating away at an ice cream.

I felt like I was on cloud nine as we stood at the very end of the Pier, arms resting on the rails as we looked out at the blue ocean, that had no end in sight. “I wish we could stay here forever,” Shawn said as he had one arm wrapped round my waist, tugging me closer towards him. “You’d miss touring after five days or so, you’d be begging to go back” I smiled. He lowered his head with a smile, “I know.”
I moved slightly so I could rub the back of his head with my hand, tugging on the ends. “I love it when you play with my hair,” he grinned into the palm of his hand as he leaned into it; staring forward. I continued to do so for a few minutes more, until I knocked my body into his; my head resting into the crook of his neck, and both arms snaking round his broad figure.

“Are you getting cold?” he asked. I nodded before he pushed me back slightly, and began digging into his bag. He gave me his precious hat to hold whilst he looked for his jacket. “Don’t even think about throwing it over,” Shawn said, shooting me a daring look. I raised an eyebrow as he handed me his jacket, snatching the hat back. “Thank you,” I said softly as I pulled his jacket over me; loving the sudden rush of warmth.

“I could see you being a fireman actually,” I said before placing a chip in my mouth. Shawn and I were talking about what we wanted to be when we were little as we delved into our fish and chips. We were sat on a wall overlooking the sea, knowing it would be too cold to sit right on the shore now. “Oh yeah?” he grinned, dipping a chip into some tomato sauce. I nodded, “I can see so many desperate women purposely setting fire to something, just so that you could come and sweep them off their feet” I laughed. Shawn threw his head back in laughter too, “You’re probably right.”
“I can see you being a nurse,” he said, looking out at the sea. I froze and looked at him with a confused expression. “Are you kidding?” He looked at me and shook his head, “You’d look really, and I mean really hot in that uniform.” “Ha,” I said, shoving a chip into his mouth. “Maybe one day, but for your eyes only.”

Once we had piled the bags back into the boot and slammed it shut, I turned on my heels for a split second; before Shawn placed his hands on my waist and spun me back round; pulling me closer to him. “I’ve really, really enjoyed today” he smiled, his hands lingering at my waist. “I’ve enjoyed it too.” He slowly pressed his lips against mine as his hands gently glided down my back.
Shawn threw his hand behind my seat as he looked back, reversing out of our parking space. “Are you sure we’ve got everything?” I asked one last time. “Yes,” Shawn sighed. “Even your hat?” I asked. “You packed it into your bag,” he said confidently as he sat forward and spun the wheel. “No I didn’t,” I said bluntly. Shawn glanced in my direction, “Well, it’s not in my bag for sure.” I threw my head back in laughter, covering my gaping mouth with my hands and Shawn erupted in panic. “Oh well then, I take what I said back” I said between laughter. “Not have I only enjoyed today, but it is now officially the best day ever.”

Every Me And Every You - Thirty Five

You remained knelt in the bath behind Spencer until it was no longer just uncomfortable to kneel in the position you were in, but actually painful. When it started to hurt you released your grip on him and repositioned yourself, sitting on your bottom with your own knees drawn up. The tub wasn’t big enough for you to slot your legs at the side of him. Had you been in front, it might have been different.

Feeling you pull away he lifted his head and took in a few deep breath, wiping his eyes with the backs of his hands.

“Okay?” you asked, placing your hand on his shoulder. He reached up with his own hand, placing it on top of yours.

“I will be. Thank you for being here.”

“That’s what friends are for right… The others would have done the same for you if you’d have needed them. Although I can’t quite imagine Derek climbing into a bath tub with you but I’m sure he’d have given it a go.”

He gave a tiny laugh.

“I need to go to the funeral home tomorrow. Luckily, he pretty much planned his own funeral and had everything picked out already. It’s not like he had much else to do. I just need to sign some papers and see when they can do it.”

“Okay. I’ll need to let Hotch know how long I’m gonna be out for.”

He squeezed your hand on his shoulder.

“How long do you have off?” he asked.

“I dunno, I’ll stay for as long as I can without it seeming odd. See when the funeral is and I’ll take it from there.”

“Thank you. Again.”

“It’s nothing. I’m getting out now, my legs are cramping again and it feels odd being in a bath in my underwear. I’ll shower tomorrow morning, but I think I’m gonna climb into bed.”

“Okay. I’ll finish up and be out in a minute.”

You climbed out of the tub and wrapped a towel around you, discarding your sodden underwear on the floor in a corner and picking up the rest of the clothes you’d removed. You’d send them down to the laundry service you’d read the hotel offered.

Dressing in the shorts and tee-shirt you’d pulled from your bag, you climbed into bed and waited for Spencer.

He followed around ten minutes later, crawling in besides you in just a pair of boxers, his hair still damp from the tub.

Turning the lights off you lay in silence. Normally when you were lying together circumstance weren’t as sombre.

“You were right by the way,“ he said quietly, staring up at the ceiling.

“How so?”

“He received the letter I wrote, by fed ex, yesterday afternoon. He passed during the night. The nurses said he had the letter next to him on the bed when they found him.”

“Spence….. ”

“Don’t say I told you so. Please.”

“As if I would. Not about this anyway. You did the right thing. ”

“Yeah… The right thing.”

You rolled over and snuggled next to him, laying your head on his chest and feeling the warmth from him, thinking how intimate this actually was. It seemed far more intimate cuddling with him than actually having sex with him did. His arm snaked around your body, pulling you closer and you heard his breathing start to even out.

You slept.

The next few days were emotional. You accompanied Spencer to the funeral directors and to the various other places he needed to visit.

The funeral was to be held on Tuesday, which gave you a few days to sort out the minor details. William Reid had wanted a burial and it gave just enough time for the plot to be prepared and to get word around to his work colleagues. Spencer had very little family on his dad’s side, William had been an only child and his paternal grandparents had both passed years ago. However he was well liked at his work, and the company had given permission for the majority of his colleagues to attend the funeral. There wasn’t going to be a service afterwards. To be able to get the funeral at such short notice, you’d had to accept an afternoon burial, the last one of the day. It was to start at 3pm.

The funeral director had asked Spencer if he wanted to perform any readings or to write a eulogy. Spencer had flatly refused.

“I didn’t know my father well enough to be able to eulogise him,” he’d told the man, numbly.

“I’m sure we can find someone to do it. Perhaps one of his work friends,” you’d said.

In the end Diana had offered to write it. She knew him the best, after all she’d been his wife and carried his child into the world.

Your biggest worry, which you kept to a yourself, was would she be well enough to actually attend the service to read what she’d written. She was stable currently, but this was taking its toll on her emotions. Her nurses had told Spencer that she hadn’t been sleeping well these last few nights. Stress could aggravate her condition and if his mom couldn’t go, you seriously doubted Reid would go.

Hotch had given you permission to stay until Wednesday, needing you back in work on Thursday at the latest. Spencer would be allowed to remain as it was his direct parent but technically, you had no real reason to be there. Hotch was gracefully allowing you to support your friend because the team cared so very much about him. A huge bouquet of flowers and a card had arrived at his mom’s hospital over the weekend from the BAU, and when Spencer actually remembered to check his cell, he had messages of support from them all.

You spent a lot of time with Diana over the weekend and on Monday, whenever you weren’t running errands with Spencer, you were both in his mom’s home. Sometimes you all talked, other times you played cards, both Diana and Spencer being impressive card players. Well, they were from Vegas you supposed.

Diana still had her suspicions about the two of you, you could tell by the way she watched your interactions, the flick of her eyes everytime one of you touched the other or the slight smile whenever you called him ‘Spence’.

You couldn’t blame her for wondering. Yes other friends would have supported him, but how many of them would be doing it from the same hotel room, sharing the same bed night after night. Nothing had happened whilst you were here. It wasn’t the right time or place and neither of you were in the right frame of mind to be playing. Instead, once you’d gotten back to the room at night, you watch TV or read a book that you’d picked up at the local mall where you’d made him take you so you could find an appropriate dress to wear as well as some other items, forcing him to buy a suit to wear as well. Being ‘there’ for someone who didn’t know how to feel about the loss of his father was emotionally draining. One minute he seemed okay, the next he was angry, spouting off about how his dad had abandoned him and his mom, and that he didn’t know why his mom was so upset over his death. Then he’d be sad, berating himself for not going to see him again and making amends. He hadn’t sobbed again since the first day, at most a few tears had left his eyes. You almost wished he would cry properly, and let it all out. But that didn’t seem to be his way.

He’d lashed out at his mom a few times too, his tongue bitterer than you’d ever heard him before. Whenever he did that, he always left her room, you staying with her to make sure she was okay. When he came back, he’d always be full of remorse and apologies, the older woman telling him not to worry, that she understood. Because she did, her mind was almost as brilliant as his.

The day of the funeral came, Spencer spending most of the morning extremely quiet. You doubled checked the arrangements were all in place in the morning, before dressing and meeting with his mom at her hospital to accompany her to the church. An aide was coming with her, just in case.

The church ceremony itself was short, there were no more than thirty people in attendance most of whom had come from William Reid’s work. There were a few neighbours and friends, but it appeared that he mostly kept himself to himself after he’d abandoned his family.

A short reading had been given by William’s closest friend, a man called Peter who lived in the same apartment building as him and another had been provided by his employer.

Then it became time for Diana’s. She stood there at the podium reading out loud and clear, looking her son in the eyes as she spoke the words she’d written to eluogise her dead ex husband.

“It’s so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had never shone. 
William and I have certainly had a rocky past, but today: we aren’t going to focus on that. I would like to tell you all a story about him. When William and I were first married, he decided that we were going to go on a romantic picnic. We drove for a long time, to get to a place that William told me was special to him. When we finally arrived, and had trekked up to the top of a hill. William told me a story of how he came to this spot as a child, and I enjoyed the serene peace up on the hill. We talked, and laughed, telling stories. We didn’t even realise that half of our picnic had blown down the hill and was being devoured by a family of ducks! The sight of the ducks eating the picnic William had made had us both in fits of laughter. It was a very mundane moment, sitting on a rug and laughing over ducks: but that is how I’d like to remember him. As the man who found it hilarious that the ducks were eating our food, yet he made sure we drove to a local diner to make sure we still got to enjoy our wonderful meal. It was a day filled with loving memories that I’m certain I will never forget. We may have been separated for longer than we were together now, but I won’t ever forget this man. He gave me the best gift I could have ever wished for, he gave me my son, and I will be forever grateful to him for that.”

As everyone made their way outside and over to the grave for the burial, people kept stopping Spencer and telling him how proud his dad was of him, how he kept a photo of him on his desk at work, and how whenever Spencer’s name was mentioned in an article or an essay he’d written was published, William would bring in the clippings to show off. They’d then move on to his mom, offering her their condolences even though they’d been separated for twenty two years.

You could feel the anger starting to build up in Spencer, his fists balling up. To an onlooker it would appear that he was upset by the death of his father, a man he loved.

You knew different. He was upset by having to be here to mourn the death of a man he didn’t feel deserved to be called a father. And these people who clearly meant well, were grating on him something rotten.

You wanted to tell him to calm down, but you knew it would make him worse. Instead you slipped your hand into his, stroking it with your thumb in what you hoped was a calming measure.

Reaching the graveside, he stood next to his mother. Where you’d expected him to comfort her, he didn’t, keeping his arms by his side instead.

His mother was crying quietly, a sight that broke your own heart. The aide was comforting her, a job her son should have been doing. Instead, he just looked irritated at her tears.

The coffin was staring to be lowered and Spencer began to shake his head as his mother’s crying intensified. It was painful watching him not going to her when she needed him so badly. But you didn’t dare say anything to him.

Finally, he pulled his hand out of yours, turning on his heel and walking off. The coffin was barely in the ground and the rest of the procession looked after him, assuming he’d stalked off because he was upset.

His mom watched him go, her mouth open in shock and you were torn between going after him and doing the job that he should be doing and looking after his mom.

You moved to her side instead, not quite touching her but standing close enough so that she could reach out if she needed too.

“Go,” she whispered through her tears. “You’re here for him not me. It’s nearly over here anyway.”

That was all you needed and you quickly followed his footsteps, finding him pacing in the parking lot.

“What the actual fuck Reid?”

“I couldn’t take it anymore. She shouldn’t be crying over him. He left her, he abandoned her, he abandoned me, when we needed him the most. And she’s sobbing like she’s lost the love of her life. And all those people… ” He was seething. “All those people talking about how proud he was of me, like he had anything to do with my achievements. I can’t… I can’t be here. I need the car keys, I want to go back to the hotel.”

“Spencer! You can’t. You need to help your mom.”

“Y/N, please…. I can’t be here. I’ll cause a bigger scene that I already am. Keys. Now please.”

“I’ll come with you.”

“No. I need you to look after her. Please. She likes you, a lot. I know this is more than I deserve right now, and I know you think I’m being horrible but I need to get out of here. Will you please make sure she’s okay and tell her I’m sorry.” He shoved his hands through his hair, a man ready to break down again.


You rummaged in your purse and pulled out the keys to your hire car, handing them to him.

“Thank you.” With that, he turned and walked away, getting into the car and driving off.

He’d left you here, he’d actually walked out on his own father’s funeral and left you with his mom.

What the fuck.

#1 Prompt list

1.     “Go float yourself!”

2.     “Do you think we’re bad people?”

3.     “Just smile, I really need to see you smile right now.”


5.     “Give me a chance.”

6.     “I fucked up.”

7.     “I came to say goodbye.”

8.     “May we meet again”

9.     “I’m so in love with you.”

10.   “Isn’t this amazing?”

11.   “Catch me if you can!”

12.   “Are you drunk?”

13.   “Of course I remembered!”

14.   “You owe me.”

15.   “It’s just your imagination.”

16.   “I can take care of myself just fine.”

17.   “Since when have we ever been friends?”

18.   “We’re not just friends and you fucking know it.”

19.   “Just talk to me”

20.   “Just shut up and kiss me.”

21.   “If we get caught I’m blaming you”

22.   “Do you want to kiss as bad as I do right now”

23.   “How long do we have?”

24.   “How did we become this?”

25.   “Am I ever going to see you again?”

26.   “You make me feel invincible.”

27.   .”Love isn’t perfect and that’s okay.”

28.   “Are you ever going to tell him?”

29.   “Just let me in. I promise I won’t hurt you.”

30.   “I didn’t mean what I said.”

31.   “Don’t look at me like that.”

32.   “I’m pregnant and I don’t want to lose you.” 

33.   “What do you mean you love me?” “I mean that I love you..”

34.   “Why are you so secretive?” “why aren’t you?”

35.   “I need a place to stay.”

36.   “I’m too sober for this.”

37.   “Good thing I didn’t ask for your opinion.”

38.   “No. Regrets.”

39.   “Leave me alone.”

40.   “That tattoo is hot.” “It is?” “Yeah, makes me wonder…” “Wonder what?” “What else youre hiding.”

41.   “I never meant to hurt you.”

42.   “You need to leave.”

43.   “I wish i’d never met you.”

44.   “I can’t stand the thought of loosing you.”

45.   “Can I kiss you right now?”

46.   “Don’t touch me.”

47.   “Not sure if you could tell, but I’m not exactly a people person.”

48.   “Was I really that drunk?”

49.   “Did you hear that?”

50.   “I hate how much I love you”

51.   “I don’t want you to stop.”

52.   “We need to talk.”

53.   “Does he know about the baby?”

54.   “That’s starting to get annoying”

55.   “You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!”

56.   “I’m not going anywhere.” 

57.   “I’ll keep you safe.”

58.   “How did you find me?”

59.   “I don’t want to talk about it.”

60.   “Please, don’t cry.”

61.   “If you had asked me to stay, I would’ve.”

62.   “I didn’t do it!”

63.   “I did it…”

64.   “I don’t remember that!”

65.   “This is girl talk, so leave.”

66.   “Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.”

67.   “You’re too good for this world.”

68.   “There’s nothing I can do anymore.”

69.   “It doesn’t matter. You’ve moved on and I have to be okay with that.”

70.   “I don’t want to feel like this tomorrow.”

71.   “Are you kidding me? We’re not fine!”

72.   “I’m here for you.”

73.   “Don’t leave me behind.”

74.   “I have to tell you something.”

75.   “You can’t just sit there all day.”

76.   “Not everyone is out to get you. Stop thinking that. It’s annoying.”

77.   “I hate you.”

78.   “I don’t need you anymore.”

79.   “I wish we could stay like this forever.”

80.   “I’ve liked you for awhile now.”

81.   “Are you flirting with me?”

82.   “Is that my shirt?”

83.   “Are you mad at me?”

84.   “Are you cold?”

85.   “You’re an asshole.”

86.   “I had a bad dream again.”

87.   “Do you think I’m scared of a woman?”

88.   “Where am I going? Crazy. Wanna come?”

89.   “Don’t argue. Just do it.”

90.   “Kiss me.”

91.   “Wait a second. Are you jealous?”

92.   “Oh my god! You are in love with him!”

93.   “I wasn’t going to wait around forever.”

94.   “This is all my fault.”

95.   “You deserve better than me.”

96.   “This isn’t fair!”

97.   “Could you be happy, here, with me?”

98.   “Do you wish things had happened differently?”

99.   “Something’s clearly wrong.”

100. “Keep your eyes on me.”

HC Prompt List

You can either send me a head canon inspired by a prompt from the list (preferred) or you can ask me to write one! This will be reblogged specifically for my theme days so please limit the requests to characters the theme days are about (i.e. T’Challa, Sam Wilson, Erik Killmonger, Dora Milaje). The only exception is Wade, any hc for him can be sent in whenever! All other requests will be saved for their appropriate theme days.

PLEASE LIMIT YOUR REQUEST TO ONE (MAX TWO) NUMBERS. I have to do a lot of this on mobile and it’s just easier for me that way. Sorry.


1. “ I’m so in love with you. ”
2. “ Dance with me! ”
3. “ Isn’t this amazing? ”
4. “ I wish we could stay like this forever. ”
5. “ Will you marry me? ”
7. “ I need a hug. ”
8. “ I’m going to keep you safe. ”
9. “ Do you trust me? ”
10. “ Can I kiss you right now? ”
11. “ You’re cute when you’re angry. ”
12. “ I’ve liked you for awhile now. ”
13. “ Lets have a baby. ”
14. “ We’d make such a cute couple. ”
15. “ I want to take care of you. ”
16. “ Can we cuddle? ”
17. “ It’s lonely here without you. ”
18. “ I can’t stand the thought of loosing you. ”
19. “ Shut up and kiss me already. ”
20. “ Are you flirting with me? ”
21. “ Is that my shirt? ”
22. “ How did we get here? ”
23. “ You own my heart. ”
24. “ You’d be a great dad. ”
25. “ I want to protect you. ”


1. “ Catch me if you can! ”
2. “ I’m fine. ”
3. “ Are you drunk? ”
4. “ Are you high? ”
5. “ We can’t go in there… ”
6. “ Give it back! ”
7. “ Well this is just great. ”
8. “ Don’t touch me. ”
9. “ Not sure if you could tell, but I’m not exactly a people person. ”
10. “ This was fun— Lets do it again sometime!”
11. “ I didn’t do it! ”
12. “ I did it… ”
13. “ I don’t remember that! ”
14. “ Well that’s pretty rude of you to say. ”
15. “ Get that thing away from me! ”
16. “ You owe me. ”
17. “ Do you believe in aliens? ”
18. “ Do you believe in ghosts? ”
19. “ Are you hitting on me? ”
20. “ Why are you naked? ”
21. “ You did what?! ”
22. “ You have… Superpowers? ”
23. “ Why are you bleeding? ”
24. “ Where did all these puppies come from?”
25. “ Don’t make me come over there myself! ”


1. “ Bite me. ”
2. “ Make me. ”
3. “ Fuck me. ”
4. “ Stop teasing me so much… ”
5. “ Do you like it when I touch you like that?”
6. “ Okay.. This is new. ”
7. “ Want to head back to my place and have a little fun? ”
8. “ You’re in trouble now. ”
9. “ What a pretty sight. ”
10. “ Bend over. ”
11. “ On your knees. ”
12. “ The food looks great but.. There’s something much more delicious i’d like to eat right now. ”
13. “ Lay back. ”
14. “ Take off your clothes. ”
15. “ Well, fine; just this once. ”
16. “ I’m waiting. ”
17. “ You’re so beautiful. ”
18. “ As you wish. ”
19. “ First one to make a noise looses.”
20. “ You have no idea what you do to me. ”
21. “ If you’re bored; Wanna have sex? ”
22. “ Ive wanted this for so long. ”
23. “ Car sex looks so much more easier in the movies. ”
24. “ Can I touch you? ”
25. “ Open up. ”
26. “ No strings attached. ”
27. “ Already? Do I really have that much of an effect on you? ”
28. “ Mine. ”
29. “ The nights still young. ”
30. “ We cant do that here! ”
31. “ Behave. ”
32. “ What did you just say? ”
33. “ Good girl. ”
34. “ Good boy. ”
35. “ Come here. ”

List originally by @rfaimagining

Prompt List II Request If You Want

a/n - i know i got like 63890 requests i should do, but i’m not feeling those, so i got some prompts and sorry for not being on lately i have had so many tests and quizzes and my imagines weren’t top priority at the time but now i’m back again!


Request numbers or say the exact dialogues that was written

Say what character, fandom(? Maybe not if its my fandom) fandoms list here

If you have an idea with the dialogues and would like me to write it, i’m all ears, well maybe fingers XD

That’s it and i’ll get back to it soon as possible :)

  1. “Oh fuck you.” “I know you would.”
  2. “But your smile is important to me.”
  3. “I love you, but this is unacceptable.”
  4. “How the fuck did you fit a panda bear in a closet? What if it died?” “It’s not real.” “You’re not real.”
  5. “We both know who’d win that fight.”
  6. “Damnnnn you look hot in that shirt-I mean is it cold in here? Wait what cold? I meant hot. Holy shit you look amazing.”
  7. “Frick.” “Why don’t you curse?” “There’s a story behind it.”
  8. “Tell me you love me.”
  9. “Is this fake?”
  10. “Did you ever truly think I was worth it? Worth all this?”
  11. “What if time hurts us?”
  12. “What if I hurt you?”
  13. “Pizza looks better in that shirt.”
  14. “Is that a compliment?”
  15. “I’m *insert emotion/condition*” “Nice to meet you *insert emotion/condition* I’m potato.”
  17. “How much does a pig weigh?”
  18. “I would tell you a chemistry joke but I know I wouldn’t get a reaction.”
  19. “Smart people know what icup means.”
  20. “Get your knarly ugly ass feet off my couch.”
  21. “Stop looking at me like that, it’s your fault anyway.”
  22. “I thought I could trust you.”
  23. “That was a perfect example of how not to do things.”
  24. “It’s 8:30, I have a hangover and you’re annoying me.”
  25. “So much for not getting involved.”
  26. “I will if you will.”
  27. “I didn’t intend to kiss you.”
  28. “Prepare to be amazed.
  29. “It’s not like I missed you or anything.”
  30. “Never mind, the moment’s gone.”
  31. “You’re an idiot. I’ve met smarter sandwiches.”
  32. “Why are you/we whispering?”
  33. “If you really loved me there wouldn’t be a choice.“
  34. “Now, just hold on a diddly darn minute.”
  35. “It sounds like you’re trying to convince yourself.“
  36. “If you walk out that door… don’t you ever come back”
  37. “Don’t you die on me”
  38. “I wish I could stop loving you”
  39. “I could hold you forever”
  40. “I’m in love…shit”
  41. “Will you lay with me beneath the night sky?”
  42. “You know what sucks? Realizing everything you believed in is complete and utter bullshit.”
  43. “I’m vulnerable when I’m with you, but you make me feel secure. Is this contradiction of emotions supposed to be love?”
  44. “Is that… lipstick, on your collar?”
  45. “Yeah uh - Yeah no, that sounds awful.”
  46. “Dear (name), First of all, I’m so sorry. I really am.”
  47. “So what, you’re just gonna leave?”
  48. “Did you honestly think I wouldn’t figure it out?”
  49. “Hey, can I hold your boobs for a sec?”
  50. “I think I may have found a song that accurately describes how I feel toward you.”
  51.   “Go float yourself!”
  52.      “Do you think we’re bad people?”
  53.      “Just smile, I really need to see you smile right now.”
  55.    “Give me a chance.”
  56.  “I fucked up.”
  57. “I came to say goodbye.”
  58.  “May we meet again”
  59. “I’m so in love with you.”
  60.  “Isn’t this amazing?”
  61. “Catch me if you can!”
  62. “Are you drunk?”
  63.  “Of course I remembered!”
  64.  “You owe me.”
  65.  “It’s just your imagination.”
  66.  “I can take care of myself just fine.”
  67.  “Since when have we ever been friends?”
  68. “We’re not just friends and you fucking know it.”
  69.  “Just talk to me”
  70. “Just shut up and kiss me.”
  71.  “If we get caught I’m blaming you”
  72. “Do you want to kiss as bad as I do right now”
  73.  “How long do we have?”
  74.  “How did we become this?”
  75. “Am I ever going to see you again?”
  76. “You make me feel invincible.”
  77. ”Love isn’t perfect and that’s okay.”
  78.  “Are you ever going to tell him?”
  79. “Just let me in. I promise I won’t hurt you.”
  80.  “I didn’t mean what I said.”
  81.  “Don’t look at me like that.”
  82.  “I’m pregnant and I don’t want to lose you.”
  83.  “what do you mean you love me?” “I mean that I love you..”
  84.  “why are you so secretive?” “why aren’t you?”
  85.  “I need a place to stay.”
  86. “I’m too sober for this.”
  87.  “Good thing I didn’t ask for your opinion.”
  88.  “No. Regrets.”
  89.  “Leave me alone.”
  90.  “That tattoo is hot.” “It is?” “Yeah, makes me wonder…” “Wonder what?” “What else youre hiding.”
  91.  “I never meant to hurt you.”
  92.  “You need to leave.”
  93. “I wish i’d never met you.”
  94.  “I can’t stand the thought of loosing you.”
  95. “Can I kiss you right now?”
  96. “Don’t touch me.”
  97. “Not sure if you could tell, but I’m not exactly a people person.”
  98. “Was I really that drunk?”
  99.  “Did you hear that?”
  100.  “I hate how much I love you”
  101.  “I don’t want you to stop.”
  102.  “We need to talk.”
  103.  “Does he know about the baby?”
  104.  “That’s starting to get annoying”
  105. “You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!”
  106.  “I’m not going anywhere.”
  107.  “I’ll keep you safe.”
  108. “How did you find me?”
  109.  “I don’t want to talk about it.”
  110.  “Please, don’t cry.”
  111. “If you had asked me to stay, I would’ve.”
  112. “I didn’t do it!”
  113.  “I did it…”
  114. “I don’t remember that!”
  115. “This is girl talk, so leave.”
  116. “Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.”
  117.  “You’re too good for this world.”
  118. “There’s nothing I can do anymore.”
  119. “It doesn’t matter. You’ve moved on and I have to be okay with that.”
  120. “I don’t want to feel like this tomorrow.”
  121. “Are you kidding me? We’re not fine!”
  122. “I’m here for you.”
  123. “Don’t leave me behind.”
  124. “I have to tell you something.”
  125. “You can’t just sit there all day.”
  126. “Not everyone is out to get you. Stop thinking that. It’s annoying.”
  127.  “I hate you.”
  128. “I don’t need you anymore.”
  129. “I wish we could stay like this forever.”
  130. “I’ve liked you for awhile now.”
  131.  “Are you flirting with me?”
  132. “Is that my shirt?”
  133.  “Are you mad at me?”
  134. “Are you cold?”
  135. “You’re an asshole.”
  136. “I had a bad dream again.”
  137. “Do you think I’m scared of a woman?”
  138.  “Where am I going? Crazy. Wanna come?”
  139.  “Don’t argue. Just do it.”
  140.  “Kiss me.”
  141.  “Wait a second. Are you jealous?”
  142.  “Oh my god! You are in love with him!”
  143.  “I wasn’t going to wait around forever.”
  144. “This is all my fault.”
  145.  “You deserve better than me.”
  146. “This isn’t fair!”
  147.  “Could you be happy, here, with me?”
  148. “Do you wish things had happened differently?”
  149.  “Something’s clearly wrong.”
  150. “Keep your eyes on me.”

issues | jeon jungkook

Genre: Angst 

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader 

Warnings: Language, our bunny boy being sad :( 

Summary: Jungkook knows he fucked up. All he has is his own false hope, now.

Wordcount: 1.1k

You felt your mouth drop to the ground. Your suitcase slowly falling out of your hand. You looked in dismay watching as Jungkook made out the bimbo in front of you. The blood rushed to your face and your knees fell weak. The padding of your feet sounded out and Jungkook yelled for the girl to leave. She pulled her shirt back on, flipped her hair over her shoulder, “douche” and ran out the door. 

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‘  all around the world girls will be girls  ’
‘  all i need is someone to love  &  tonight it’s you  ’
‘  all i wanna do is make love to you  ’
‘  and baby, talk dirty to me  ’
‘  can you, my darling, can you picture this?  ’
‘  dig if you will a picture of you  &  me engaged in a kiss  ’
‘  don’t come around here no more  ’
‘  don’t dream it’s over  ’
‘  don’t forget it’s me who put you where you are now  &  i could put you back there too  ’
‘  don’t give me no lines  &  keep your hands to yourself  ’
‘  don’t go away mad, just go away  ’
‘  don’t wish it away, don’t look at it like it’s forever  ’
‘  don’t you forget about me  ’
‘  don’t you want me, baby?  ’
‘  even then i knew i’d find a much better place, either with or without you  ’
‘  every now  &  then i fall apart  ’
‘  every now  &  then i get a little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears  ’
‘  everybody dreams of angels  ’
‘  girls just wanna have fun  ’
‘  heaven isn’t too far away, closer to it every day  ’
‘  hey, little sister, what have you done?  ’
‘  he’s been knocking, he won’t leave me alone ’
‘  hold me now ’
‘  how am i supposed to live without you?  ’
‘  how could our love be so blind?  ’
‘  how do i get you alone?  ’
‘  how i love the way you move  &  the sparkle in your eyes ’
‘  i can’t believe you’re gone  ’
‘  i could never steal you from another  ’
‘  i didn’t want to see you go  ’
‘  i don’t belong to you  &  you don’t belong to me  ’
‘  i don’t know why i did the things i did  ’
‘  i don’t know why i said the things i said  ’
‘  i don’t wanna lose your love tonight  ’
‘  i don’t worry about nothing, no, cause worry’s a waste of my time  ’
‘  i guess it would be nice if i could touch your body  ’
‘  i guess that’s why they call it the blues ’
‘  i haven’t been there for the longest time  ’
‘  i just wanna use your love tonight  ’
‘  i know this much is true  ’
‘  i met her in a hotel lobby masturbating with a magazine  ’
‘  i need you more than ever  ’
‘  i never really cared until i met you  ’
‘  i never wanted to be your weekend lover  ’
‘  i only want to be some kind of friend  ’
‘  i pretend you still hold me  ’
‘  i really didn’t mean to hurt you  ’
‘  i remember you  ’
‘  i see your true colors shining through, i see your true colors  &  that’s why i love you  ’
‘  i still love you  ’
‘  i think we’re alone now  ’
‘  i wanna new drug  ’
‘  i want your sex  ’
‘  i won’t forget you, baby  ’
‘  if i could turn back time, if i could find a way, i’d take back those words that hurt you  &  you’d stay  ’
‘  if this ain’t love, you better let me know  ’
‘  if this is it, please let me know  ’
‘  if we blame it on anything, let’s blame it on the rain  ’
‘  if you fall i will catch you, i’ll be waiting time after time  ’
‘  if you want my love, you’ve got it  ’
‘  if you’re lost you can look  &  you will find me time after time  ’
‘  it’s a nice day to start again  ’
‘  it’s such a shame our friendship had to end  ’
‘  it’s the same ol’ ball  &  chain  ’
‘  it’s the same ol’ situation  ’
‘  i’ll be gone in a day or two  ’
‘  i’ll take my chances, i forgot how nice romance is  ’
‘  i’m going crazy, i’m losing sleep  ’
‘  i’m gonna keep on loving you  ’
‘  just one more night  &  i’m coming off this long  &  winding road  ’
‘  maybe i’ll be sorry when you’re gone  ’
‘  maybe i’m just like my father, too bold  ’
‘  maybe i’m just too demanding  ’
‘  maybe i’ve been hoping too hard  ’
‘  maybe you’re just like my mother, she’s never satisfied  ’
‘  my future’s so bright i gotta wear shades  ’
‘  no one will ever know how much i loved you so  ’
‘  once i ran to you, now i run from you  ’
‘  perhaps i should leave her, go far away ’
‘  she will play around  &  leave you  ’
‘  she’s got the looks that kill ’
‘  she’s the kind of girl you dream of  ’
‘  sometimes i want to give up,  want to give in,  i want to quit the fight  ’
‘  stay with me  ’
‘  tell her about it, tell her everything you feel  ’
‘  tell me how it is that you can sleep in the night without thinking you lost everything that was good in your life to the toss of the dice  ’
‘  tell me what it takes to let you go  ’
‘  tell me why can’t this be love?  ’
‘  tell me your troubles  &  doubts  ’
‘  the power of love is a curious thing  ’
‘  then i see you  &  everything’s alright  ’
‘  they could never tear us apart  ’
‘  things ain’t always what they seem  ’
‘  think of good tender things that we were working on  ’
‘  till now, i always got by on my own  ’
‘  too young to fall in love, guess we knew it all along  ’
‘  we are the youth gone wild  ’
‘  whatever you want, i’ll give it to you  ’
‘  what’s love got to do with it?  ’
‘  when i said that i love you i meant that i’ll love you forever  ’
‘  when i see you smile, i can face the world  ’
‘  where do we go now?  ’
‘  wherever you go, i’ll be with you  ’
‘  who knows how much further we’ll go on  ’
‘  why do we scream at each other?  ’
‘  words are like weapons, they wound sometimes  ’
‘  you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone  ’
‘  you feel so right  &  i could be wrong  ’
‘  you know i like my girls a little bit older  ’
‘  you know i’m a dreamer  ’
‘  you know there’s nowhere that i’d rather be than with you here today  ’
‘  you say i’m a dreamer, we’re two of a kind  ’
‘  you were the first to be the last  ’
‘  your love made me a prisoner, my heart’s been doing time  ’
‘  you’re all i need  ’

Good Girl Ch 33: Having Her and Missing Her

Jiyong’s POV

I stare at the ceiling for what feels like hours. We had gotten back three hours ago and it’s now four in the morning but still nothing. I know she took a shower and got in bed and spent forever on the phone speaking to each of her daddies, the monitor I secretly installed let me know that much. But since I felt like would be too creepy to put in an actual camera I’m only given so much information from audio alone. After my own shower and getting into bed I can’t get over the fact that my Jooyoung is here, in my house. I have her all to myself for the next two days and as much as I wish I could keep her forever, a weekend will do.

Suho had told me when I picked her up that she hasn’t slept alone for over three months and might get scared in the middle of the night. He gave me permission to hold her if she gets scared, even said she could share a bed with me as long as I don’t try any thing sneaky. I scoff at him, he gave me permission. I don’t need his fucking permission to touch her, to take her, to sleep with her. If I wanted to, I would take her and there would nothing they could do about it but lucky for them my beloved seems to think she’s in love with them, so I’ll let it pass until she realizes how much she loves me.

My mind is still reeling from the amazing night we had, from talking over dinner to riding all of those roller coasters a dozen times, hell, just being able to wrap my arm around her as we walked made this night amazing. The fucking detective though. How dare he bust in on my weekend with my beloved Jooyoung. Remembering the dirty things he said to her makes my blood boil, I could rip his head off. He’s been following me for years trying to find something to use against me in court but after coming up empty so many times he started getting bitter and a bit obsessive. I should have killed him a long time ago, maybe now is the time.

My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of shuffling sheets over the monitor. I hear a gasp for air as she moves around more and more, I’m about to jump out of bed to see what’s wrong before she lets out a little whimper, “Oppa.” I’ve never been so turned on and concerned in my life at the sound of that one word. There is more shuffling followed by the soft click of a door being opened in closed. Quickly, I turn off the monitor and grab the book that I placed on my nightstand earlier. There is a soft knock on my door followed by opening a crack at first then opening a bit more to reveal her frightened little face.

“Oppa,” She whimpers once again. I set the book down and sit up straight in bed.

“Yes my love?” I let my secret nickname for her slip but I want nothing more than to comfort her right now.

She frowns at me, “Oppa, don’t say that, you’re crossing a line.” Her scolding is so cute and harmless, though I try to pretend that she’s scary.

“You come into my room at four in the morning in nothing but an over sized shirt and I’m crossing a line?” I raise my brow at her as my eyes scan her bare legs. She blushes before glancing down at the black t-shirt that could pass for a dress on her, it must belong to one of them.

“Daddy Luhan packed it for me, his smell always makes me feel better when I’m scared,” She admits meekly. I feel so disarmed by her cute shyness, I’ve only seen her this meek the one time she cried, on our first night out. She looks so small and scared, the need to protect her floods thru me more than usual. I understand now why those bastards always try to keep her like this.

“You’re scared?”

She nods, “I’m not used to sleeping alone.”

I nibble on my lip for a minute before patting the spot next to me on my massive bed that I’m laying in the middle of, “Come sleep with Oppa.”

She peeks at me threw her lashes before looking back down at her feet slightly shaking, “My daddies will get mad. I just need to stop being such a baby. I’m sorry for bothering you.”

“No, Jooyoung, get over here,” I demand, letting my gangster side peek out, but I’m not letting her go back to bed alone and scared. She obediently sat on the edge of my bed but continued to stare down at her hands nervously. I reach out and drag her closer so she’s less than a foot away, when I have her where I want her I gently push her down. “We have a fun day tomorrow, you need your rest, my love.”

“Can you stop calling me that?” She mumbles softly.

Even though hes words break my heart I give her a teasing smile, “It’s one of the more tame nicknames I have for you. Trust me, it’s the best option.”

“What are my other options?” She stares up at me.

“My princess, my angel, my lover.” Anything with my in it usually works, my world, my air, my sunshine, my everything. Mine.

“I guess my love will do. So possessive though,” She giggles.

“You have no idea,” I mumble under my breath as I sink deeper into bed.

She hesitantly climbs under the covers next to me and rolls over so her back is to me. I watch as she sneaks to the far side of the bed only to drag her back to the same spot as before.

“What is the point of sleeping here if you aren’t even laying close to me? You tell me all the time that I remind you of Jihyo, just imagine that I’m Jihyo.”

“Imagine that you’re Jihyo?” She echos.

I nod, “I can’t imagine that I could be much of a perv than her.”

Her perfect giggle rings out again, “I guess so.”

I switch off the light, plunging us into darkness, and lay down on my side so I’m still facing her. Even in the darkness I can feel her hesitance to relax next to me, so against my better judgment I reach out and wrap my arms around her and pull her into a tight hug. She is stiff in my embrace at first, but as I whisper in her ear she relaxes. “Just imagine I’m Jihyo or whoever you want me to be, whoever would comfort you best right now.”

“You are doing a good job of it right now, I don’t have to imagine it’s anyone else,” She mumbles against my chest.

I chuckle, “You have no idea how happy it makes me to hear you say that.”


The clock on my bedside table tells me it’s noon. Even though I had stuff planned for today I don’t want to do any of it right now, I want nothing more than to lay in bed with my beautiful Jooyoung all day. But my phone has been lighting up for the last hour, messages from the boys asking me when I would be ready from them to come over t see their Jooyoung. They ended up coming over twenty minutes ago anyway, annoyed by my lack of response. Thankfully they haven’t tried barging in yet, I would kill them if they did and they know that. But my love has a habit of turning normally smart men into blind idiots who start a war for her.

Staring down at the angel in my arms I sigh, I brush her tangle of blond colored curls out of her face and pepper soft kisses all over her face. She doesn’t even stir, she’s such a deep sleeper. I decide to gently shake her, my hand pats softly on her cheek to wake her up sweetly.

“Come on my love, time to wake up. Those nasty boys will come and break down the door soon if I don’t get you out there,” I tease her.

“Five more minutes Oppa,” She whines cutely before burrowing herself deeper into my embrace. How the hell can I say no to her?

After twenty more minutes I shake her once again, “My love,” I call.

“I still think you need to change your nickname for me,” She mumbles into my side.

I hum in response, “I was thinking about that, how about my little lion?”

“Little lion?” She looks up at me with those perfect kitten like eyes.

“You are my brave little lion.”

She chuckles, “Good enough, though I didn’t mind being called Beautiful every time.”

“Hyung!” A blond man whines threw the door as he cracks it open.

“Out!” I growl.

“We should probably get up,” She sits up and rubs her eyes like a child.

“You should find some pants,” I tease as I climb out of bed and pull on the pair of sweat pants I left near the bed. She grumbles about not wanting to wear any before looking up at me with those eyes of hers’. I laugh at myself as I walking to my closet to find some for her. Though I tease her when I return with one of the pairs of sweat pants I have for her in my closet, I’m deeply satisfied knowing she will be wearing something of mine. I lead her out of my bedroom and down the hall to the three men waiting for us in the kitchen. They of course made themselves at home and were eating some kind of take out on my counter.

“That smells so good,” My Joo rushes to join them at the counter. The three men are sitting on the bar stools, now apparently completely focused on the food in front of them. I grab two more plates from one of the cabinets before placing both hands on my love’s hips and placing her on the counter. She stares at me for a moment, I hand her a plate filled with food from the Chinese take out boxes on the other counter. With a soft thank you she accepts it and I begin to get my own plate.

“So how was your first night away from your oppas?” Youngbae asks her, his curiosity and concern obvious in his voice. I get annoyed by the way her looks at her, like he should have reason to be concerned about her, I would never hurt her.

“It was fine, fun even. But I was a chicken last night so Oppa let me sleep next to him,” She answers in a small voice as she eats her food slowly.

“Wow Hyung, you didn’t try anything?” Seungri clicks his tongue at me. I know he’s only being this disobedient and mouthy because Jooyoung is here, he knows that I wouldn’t punish him with her near by. But the moment she is gone, that boy is dead.

“I would never make her do anything she wouldn’t want to do,” I glare at him.

“You really have tamed a mighty beast,” Daesung chuckles.

“Our Joo is a mighty girl,” Seungri and Daesung laugh. Out of the corner of his eye Youngbae watches me clench my fist. Our Joo. She’s mine.


Luhan’s POV

Friday night

“I call the phone first!” Kai says firmly when we decide to cave and call our baby. I want nothing more then to rip my bronze brother’s head off but I know my sweet baby would be upset with me for doing so. I just have to wait a little while, then it will be my turn.

Kai snatches the phone out of Suho’s hand before scrambling into the kitchen to talk to her. We sit there and wait, Chen has the stop watch in his hand, he’s glaring at it, willing it to go faster with no luck. Two minutes each. Only two minutes to tell her how much I already miss her. The house is so dark without her wandering around. I don’t even remember what my reason for living was before she came into my life like a ray of sunshine.

“How mad would she be if we killed him?” Xiumin wonders out loud.

“She’d be really upset,” Kris pouts from where he lays spread out on the living room floor.

“Do you think she’d leave us?” Baek asks.

“Her and Jihyo would run away to Paris,” Chen answers us.

I groan, “I want nothing more than to kill that girl. Who does she think she is? She can’t just run away with our baby.”

Suho chuckles, “She can afford it. Though it wouldn’t be hard to track them down, getting our baby to love us again after we slaughter her best friend won’t be. We will not be killing their of those two. They are two of the nine people we are not allowed to kill according to her.” The other seven are of course our dongseangs who we weren’t planning on killing anyway. That is unless they feel the need to touch our baby.

“I wonder if she had something good for dinner,” Soo wonders mindlessly.

“I’m worried she might get scared at night,” I voice my concern.

“I can’t believe you gave that bastard permission to touch her,” Baek grumbles with a glare in Suho’s direction.

The older returned the glare, “Would you rather have her laying in bed afraid all night?”

Baek huffs, “I would rather have her in my bed or at least in our home.”

“We all do,” Tao chimes in. “But we can’t do much when he’s more powerful and she wants to go.”

“More like she wants to run away,” Kai grumbles as he tosses the phone at Xiumin. Xiu is gone in a flash to figure out what Kai meant. We all look at him expectantly, “He gave her a room and a stuffed lion.”

“That makes you think she’s going to leave us for him?” Sehun is annoyed with the tan boy for making him worry.

“Not just that, you should have heard her on the phone. She sounds so happy. He took her to an amusement park and she bonded with his higher ups in a single night.”

I sigh, “I expect nothing less form our baby. She has a way with dangerous men.” We grumble in silence as the phone is passed around from person to person until we reach the last person, me. I quickly run into the kitchen and hold the phone to my ear, desperate to hear her sweet voice. “My baby,” I coo into the phone.

“Hi daddy Lu,” She mumble sleepily into the phone.

“My poor baby sounds so sleepy,” My heart aches for her.

“I’m almost ready for bed, I just need to brush my teeth than it’s off to dream land.”

“I hear you had quiet the day,” I feel the need to force a smile.

“It was really fun, but what about you daddy? What did you do today?”

“I worked, ate, and now I miss you, I’m worried I won’t be able to sleep without you here.”

She mumbles a soft apology, “I’m so sorry daddy, one more night and I will be jumping into your arms again.”

“I can’t wait.”

“How has work been?”

“Good, things have been good.”

“How about your other work?” She kind of whispers over the line and even though I should shut her down, I smile at her cuteness.

“That’s been pretty peaceful,” I kind of lie.

“I’m happy to hear that. I worry about you guys so much,” Her soft voice warms my soul.

“There is no reason to worry, we are figuring everything out. There was one little issue that we are solving with the help or your favorite oppa.”

“Don’t over work yourself or I’ll tell everyone that we have to skip your night because you need more rest,” She warns me.

I laugh at her threat, “Yes, yes, I will get some sleep, I think my time is up anyway. You have a good night. Are you wearing my shirt?”

“Yea,” She responds shyly.

“Good, know that I will be protecting you in your dreams.”

“So cheesy daddy.”

We laugh together, “I love you baby.”

“I love you too Daddy.”

I end the call with a broken heart. I’m going to kill that bastard for taking her away from us, for touching her heart, for making it so we can’t kill him without some sort of backlash. That bastard. I can’t believe we agreed to work with him and his minions. But we need to figure some stuff about this informant out still and we need each other to do it, we have not other options.

Chen was able to intercept one of the emails this new informant was sending out and it made all of our blood run cold. The whole email was about our precious baby. Her full name, birthday, family details, even a few things about Jihyo. As much as we hate sending her to Jiyong’s it needed to be done to give us time to kill whoever the fuck is sending this information and to figure out ways to protect Jihyo. Regardless of how we feel about that girl she is important to Joo so we don’t have an option.

“Hyung,” Chen calls to me. I join them back in the living room.

“We are going out tonight,” Kris announces.

We all look at him confused, “Out?”

The tall blonde nods, “Out. We haven’t been out in months and I know it won’t be as amazing as a night with our Joo is but we need to blow off some steam.” We all share a look, a silent debate on what kind of outing he could mean. He gives a dead stare, “Suits on gentlemen. We’re going to look for a rat.”

anonymous asked:

To your last Mchanzo-Oneshot: OMG that was so perfect an cute and everything I could ever wish for! What about a Reverse ? With pinning Mccree? I really Love to know how heute would imagine their home :3

Omg you are so sweet THANK YOU! I might have been low-key hoping someone would ask and already writing it right after Hanzo’s but just couldn’t get it to feel “right” and it took me darn near forever to finish. Anyway:

Note: a few “bad words”, a very mild innuendo?
Also read Hanzo’s pov first for full angst affect, HERE.

McCree felt Hanzo’s gaze on him -heavy and charged, like a buzzard on a carcass. That sonofabitch better be lookin’. He’d gotten all fancied up for him after all. Well, if fancied up meant he’d spent an extra ten minutes in the shower, trimmed his beard a little neater and made sure his hair wasn’t sticking up too wild. Subtleties, ya know. He couldn’t make it too obvious. It’s not like tonight was anything particularly worth fussin’ over so much, just a casual little after mission get together. His nerves hadn’t gotten that memo, and he’d also spent a great deal more time making the decision between the blue plaid and the brown shirt than he’d care to admit, before pulling the latter over his head at the last minute. He’d caught Hanzo staring at him in both, so he figured he couldn’t lose. The other man had showed up to the rec room surprisingly casual. Jeans that fit too well not to have been tailored (could you even get jeans tailored? Hanzo Shimada probably could.) a soft grey v-neck t-shirt which conformed to muscle like a second skin and dipped just low enough to show off that down-right tantalizing collar bone. His hair swept up in a top knot with sides freshly shaven. Damn. If haircuts could kill a man… Hanzo’s undercut could be the death of Jesse McCree.

Reinhardt’s roaring laugh distracted his thoughts for a moment. He’d only been paying about half attention to the conversation he’d been stuck in the middle of, some old rehashing of the ‘glory days’. After tossing back a convincing enough chuckle, his focus returned to the elder Shimada brother. Who looked so damn good standing there, even from the corner of his eye. leaning on the counter at the other side of the room, quiet but comfortable. A sight that was slowly becoming more frequent these days. Jesse knew Hanzo would never really settle in, he was too good at what he did –had too many ghosts that haunted him. Still, it was a pretty picture. Settled. He hummed against his glass as the word lingered warmly in his mind like the whiskey on his tongue.

The Great Hanzo Shimada settled down. Where would he go? Jesse wondered. As often as the archer spoke fondly of cherry blossoms he doubted he’d live anywhere other than Japan. But would he go back to his family home, or hang his hat up somewhere new? Hanzo seemed like a ‘in the mountains’ kind of guy, with the peace and solace they bring. He could picture the man sitting cross-legged on a great balcony overlooking a snow-capped mountain range, a crisp breeze blowing wisps of  graying hair from his face. The scent of  jasmine tea and incense mingling with pine. Then again, he’d spent so long in seclusion maybe a little night life would be just what the doctor ordered? A quite village maybe, that held yearly festivals with fireworks and taiyaki -all those simple things he and Genji talked about from their childhoods. If nothing else, Hanzo would have a traditional house or he’d eat his boot. With shoji panel walls and all hardwood floors. A big library he’d have to keep adding shelves to, and a small garden with a koi pond and his own personal Sakura trees. He wondered if Hanzo would let him add a cactus or two? Or maybe they’d have a big garden with space to grow vegetables, herbs and what not. Since they’d found a mutual fondness for cooking disasters together (ever since Genji and Hana’s intervention cooking classes), they might as well do it with home grown ingredients. He supposed they’d need permanent guest rooms for those rascals. Jesse could almost hear Hana convincing Hanzo to set up a nursery for the dragons too. That is absurd! Hanzo would huff before caving in and doing it.
Jesse knew he and Hanzo were about as different as you could get when it came to styles and habits but that hadn’t stopped them so far from finding common ground. Like the movie nights they’d recently started! That brought a vivid picture of curling up on a probably very white couch in front of a warm and well used but well kept fireplace, beside a snuggly Hanzo. the dragons curled up at their feet, with Mulan or The Good The Bad & The Ugly on for the umpteenththousandth time (the movie nights having long since become a tradition). Just cuddling and enjoying each other’s good company on a cozy quiet evening. Cuddles would turn into caresses, and caresses into kisses and the movie go on forgotten…

The trademark tap tap tap of Hanzo’s metal feet broke into this train of thought, robbing him of arriving at that nice little fantasy destination. Genji was talking animatedly as he followed his brother out of the rec-room. Jesse should have known he wouldn’t stay long, he never did. He rubbed at the back of his neck, feeling a hot flush run over his body. Yer a damn fool, McCree. The odds for Jesse’s fantasies lining up with Hanzo’s future, were pretty damn close to none -he knew.

But maybe, just maybe, he’d be that lucky.

By Valentines Day i mean Singles Awareness Day. (☞ ͡~ ͜ʖ ͡°)☞  And now I have McSad headcanons about how Jesse day dreams about the future.

Each other’s soulmates

Imagine based on the following OTP-prompt:

“Person A and Person B are each other’s soulmates, but they’re both in loving relationships with other people. Once they meet, they never want to leave each other’s sides, and they can feel themselves falling in love with the other person, despite still being in a relationship.”


* Justin’s POV *

I don’t know what it was about her… Maybe it was the way she was dancing or the way her dress was hugging every single curve on her body, but something about her made her stand out in the crowd. I shouldn’t even be looking at other girls since I was in a lovely and committed relationship with Talia, who I loved very much.

“Guys, I’m gonna go get something else to drink,” I told my friend. I got up from my seat and unwrapped my arm from Talia’s shoulders. Talia smiled at me and then turned back to her conversation with her friend, who I didn’t remember the name of.

The whole way to the bar my eyes were on her. She was currently talking to some guy, who she was holding hands with, probably a boyfriend?

I really had no idea on what was going on in my mind, but I had to talk to her. As I approached her,  her boyfriend/friend untangled their hands and left her, I started smiling, finally a chance to talk to her alone. I finally got up to her and pretended to bump into her. She turned around and looked me deeply into the eyes, and I had to swallow a lump that had gotten stuck in my throat. She was breathtaking!

“I’m so sorry, I wasn’t looking at where I was going” I lied. The girl smiled and shrugged her shoulders. “It could happen to anybody,” she told me, then she bit down on her lip. “I’m Y/N,” she told me. Y/N, what a beautiful name she had! “Hi Y/N, I’m Justin,” I told her, then I shook her hand. “Are you here alone?” I asked her even though I already knew the answer. Y/N shook her head with a smile. “Nah, I’m here with my boyfriend,” she told me, I sighed and nodded my head. “Funny, I’m here with my girlfriend as well,” I told her. Y/N smiled widely and then took a sip of her drink.

“Listen, I wanted to know if you wanted to maybe hang out sometime? You know, just as friends” I told her. Y/N nodded her head and then took something out of her bag. “Call me, when you feel like hanging out,” she told me, then she left. I laughed a little, then I went to order something to drink.

After getting my drink I went back to my booth. Talia smiled and me, then she cuddled into me and kissed my cheek, but somehow the kiss did nothing to me.. Normally I would get a tingling feeling inside, but not anymore…


I was really excited for today! I was finally going to see Y/N again! Y/N was coming over to spend time with me and to get to know me better. I had made sure that Talia wouldn’t be at my house and that everything was cleaned and ready for her arrival. I had gone all in and hired a chef to cook lunch for us, to tell you the truth, I had never done anything like this to Talia and that scared the crap out of me.

There was a knock on the door, and I hurried down the stairs to open it. When I opened the door, a huge smile erupted on my lips. Y/N looked so beautiful! She was wearing an orange off-the-should top along with some ripped, black jeans. Her makeup was natural and, honestly, she looked perfect.

* Your POV *

When Justin opened the door, I couldn’t help but smile widely. I never in a million years thought that I would ever be able to spend my afternoon with the Justin Bieber, but here I was - it was unbelievable! Justin let me in and took me into his living room.

“So Justin, where is your girlfriend?” I asked Justin as I sat down. Justin cleared his throat and sat down beside me. “She went out with some friends,” he told me, then he handed me a glass of soda and we started chatting.

Justin was so easy to talk to, and in less than two hours I felt like I had known him my whole life.


* No one’s POV *

It had been 7 months since Y/N and Justin met each other at the club. The two grew closer every day and spend all their free time together, Y/N even joined Justin on his Stadium tour, but Talia didn’t, which Y/N found weird, but she shook it off. Y/N had tried to become friends with Talia, but Talia did not want anything to do with her, so Y/N stopped and only met with Justin whenever he wasn’t hanging with his girlfriend. Justin and Talia were still in a relationship, and they were still going strong, so were Arthur and Y/N though they were falling apart. Arthur was out every night with his friends, whereas Y/N was constantly with Justin, whenever he wasn’t with Talia.

Currently, Justin and Y/N were sitting outside by Justin’s pool:

* Your POV *

I sighed in content as I leaned back in my chair to soak up some more sun.

“How are you and Arthur?” Justin asked me quietly. I pulled off my sunglasses and looked him in the eyes. I shrugged and closed my eyes again, I didn’t feel like talking about him.

“Okay, I’ll drop that subject, but I have something else I wanna talk to you about”.

I sat up and pulled my hair into a messy bun. Justin sounded really serious, and he made me worried. “What’s up?” I asked him, then I placed my hand on his knee. Justin sighed, then he removed my hand and moved to sit beside me.

“I can’t keep denying my feelings” Justin quietly said. I had a feeling where this was going, but I wouldn’t blow my cover. “I’m not happy with Talia, and she knows it, but she won’t admit it” he continued with a sigh. “I already took the talk with Talia, where I told her that I was in love with someone else, she said she already knew it, she could see it in my eyes whenever I was looking at the girl”. I looked down at the ground and rubbed my face with my hands. “Y/N, I know we are meant to be, and so do you!” Justin told me. Justin made me look at him, which I did. “I know those kisses we have shared have been in a friendly manner, but every time I have kissed you, I always wished that I could keep kissing you, that I could be with you always, that you one day would be the mother of my children,” Justin told me.

My eyes got wide, and I gasped. “What are you saying?” I asked him as I grabbed his hands. “Elope with me, let us leave everyone behind and get married! I know we haven’t been dating, but I know that we are meant to be together, forever!” he told me. “But what about Arthur?” I asked him with furrowed eyebrows, though I liked the idea of being with Justin forever. “Tell him the truth, tell him that you’re in love with someone else and that you think he should find his own soulmate because you already found your soulmate” he enthusiastically told me, which made me smile widely. “You’re crazy,” I told him, then I leaned into him and pressed my lips against his. “But you love me,” he told me, then he continued to kiss me.

Justin was right. I wasn’t happy with Arthur, and I knew I wouldn’t spend the rest of my life with him, I would spend it with Justin, my soulmate, my one, and only love, and I wanted to be the mother of his children and his wife!


I hope you guys liked this imagine? Please tell me what you think! ✼

Anything you wish my darling!

I also wanted to write this for @aelinfireheartarcheron​, who drew me a very pretty picture of our boy Kaden.

I also feel like a shitty person in general, because of how long it has taken to update. Something not so great happened in my family recently, and it’s become harder to just do stuff I guess. I’m so sorry! In the mean time check out my masterlist if you want a fix of some sort. 


“That’s not a word I see often. How very curious.”

Eleana laughed at Kaden’s tone. He was distraught from reading her book, but in all fairness, she had warned him it was erotic. More than anything, he was just glad her enthusiasm for his alarm made her happy. And if he played it up so it would be better for her, she never had to know.

“Which word is that?” She used her index fingers to wiggle his eyebrows, and he swatted away her hands. His head was rested in her lap, and as he told her his thoughts on her book, she played with his hair. He’d had a rough day, and the feeling of her fingers massaging his scalp made him easily breath again. At one moment, he had let out an involuntary purr, making her fingers work even more delicately.

“I don’t know if it is an appropriate word to say. I mean, I’m nearly completely sure that Felix is eavesdropping on our conversation while he makes lunch,” Kaden lowered his voice to a dramatic whisper, “and I don’t think he knows what it is.”

“Just tell me the word. I’ll decide if it’s too scandalous for Felix.” She ran her hands through his hair again, determined to get the knots out of his waves.


There was a loud banging from the kitchen followed by Felix slamming his way into the longue room with his hands across his chest. “How dare you come into my home, and sit on my couch, and insinuate I don’t know what that is.”

Eleana burst into laughter, Kaden snorting so hard he rolled off the couch. He was crouching on his knees, hands pressed to his stomach to submit his laughs. He clutched at his stomach and laughed at the rare blush adorning Felix. In the corner of his eye, he saw Eleana lean forward, giggles of her own escaping her lovely lips.

“You’re the best sometimes.” Kaden sat back on his knees and smirked at his friend. Felix, the epitome of maturity, gave him the finger.

“Eleana?” Felix turned away from Kaden, and put his attention on cousin. She had gone silent, and both wouldn’t mind her commentary.
Eleana seemed to be indisposed though. Her laughs had turned to wheezes - gasping for breath – and she had curled into herself.

“Eleana!” Both Kaden and Felix sprang to her.

“How much sleep did you get last night?” Felix asked her. Kaden eased her into a lying position by gently pulling her knees out from under her, and then made her turn towards him.

“I got around two hours, and then…” She shuddered from the memory. “My father stayed up with me the rest of the night. He taught me all sorts of card tricks. Bet you I could swindle the hell out of you now.” She breathed.

“Eleana.” Felix hovered over her in concern. It wasn’t the first time something like this had happened – where Eleana’s fatigue had turned into an aching and sickening dizziness.

“It’s fine. I’m fine. Let’s talk about something else. Kaden, despite the vulgarities of the book, how did you like it?”

Felix sighed heavily and left her and Kaden be while he continued in the kitchen. Kaden knew Felix hated it when Eleana brushed things like this aside, but Kaden understood her. Her whole family felt the need to nurture her in a way they hadn’t before, and he knew that for her it was sometimes overwhelming and even a little irksome. He related to her feelings of wanting to be treated like everything was normal.  

He got off the floor and picked up her feet so he could sit on the end of the couch. He had her legs in his lap, and she closed her eyes as he spoke.

“What do you want me to tell you?”

“Everything you couldn’t in your letter.” She hummed.

Kaden eased off her slippers, and rubbed her feet. “I liked that the girl didn’t want the prince, that she wanted more than just promised wealth and status. We all knew from the start that the stable boy was her true love.”


“The sex in the book was rather interesting. Mortals seem to have a fascination with it. Maybe it’s because they don’t have an eternity to do it.”

“I liked the stable boy too.” She sighed merrily.

“I could tell from your annotations.” He smiled at the thought. She had sent him the book three weeks into her rehabilitation when he’d asked her what her favourite book was. As he read it, he observed all the little notes she’d made for herself in the margin. Sometimes it was just ‘!!!’ next to a particularly cute passage, or little doodle hearts when the characters kissed.

Eleana yawned loudly, and her eyes fluttered closed. Felix would have made her open them, there was a rule about Eleana not going to sleep unless the High Lady or Lord were there, but Kaden could feel how truly exhausted she was.

“I liked where you wrote on page seventy. ‘This is the kind of love I want. This is it!’ Is that true, Eleana? Do you really want the love that those two mortals had? He would forever be endowed to her – never her equal. And one day, not right away, but eventually, she might even start to resent him for all the things he couldn’t give her. He could never provide for her, like the prince could, and he never would have been able to sustain the lavish life she was used to. Her parents, well, they never would’ve approved. I wished they had addressed that in the book. It’s all well and good to run away together, but you need your family. Can you even call it true love when there are so many obstacles in their path? Don’t you agree?”

The only answer he got were quiet, very cute, snores. He stopped massaging her feet, and lifted them from his lap so he could get up. He went to Felix’s room, stole his woollen blanket, and came back to wrap her up nice and tight. Azriel would be mad when he came back and saw that she was asleep, and Kaden was willing to face his wrath if it meant Eleana got even a wink. Feeling brave, he kissed her forehead, and held her hand so that when her nightmares came to torment her, he might help her fight them off. Even if it was just for a little bit.

Fic: Creeper (Part 3)

Summary: The conclusion of “Creeper,” but can totally be read on its own as a separate one-shot. It’s time for Dan to go home, and nobody is happy about it.
Word Count: 2,216
Rating: Teen
Tags: Fluff, 2009 Phan, Non-explicit sexy times, Sad bois
Author’s Note: After all that work on my phan timeline, I’m too lazy to look up what time Dan’s train was actually scheduled to leave Manchester on October 21. For the purposes of this fic, I’m saying sometime in the late afternoon. It’s fiction, ya know?

[Chronological list of all fic posts in the Creeper series]

Creeper Part 1
Creeper Part 2

Sofa to Manchester Piccadilly

Dan’s train home isn’t until Sunday afternoon, so they decided to spend that last morning cuddled on the sofa, marathoning old Buffy episodes, because they’ve both seen them before and so it doesn’t matter if they miss long sections of plot when they start making out.

Which happens frequently.

Phil lies on the couch with Dan lying on top of him, a blanket pulled over them for warmth … though they’re doing a pretty good job of generating their own warmth whenever Dan initiates another bout of kissing.

“I don’t want you to leave,” Phil says softly while Buffy and her pals are battling some Native American ghosts over Thanksgiving dinner on the television screen. His arms are around Dan, but he’s making sure not to hold him too tightly, like Dan is made of something delicate and breakable. This whole weekend, he’s been careful to let Dan set the pace of things between them, not wanting to spook him, not wanting to push him into anything he isn’t ready for.

And it seems that what Dan is ready for is lots and lots of kissing.

Keep reading

Keep my hat

Shipping:Carl x Reader

,,You really need to cut your hair.“-Y/N laughed
,,Why?”-he said
,,It makes it impossible for us to cuddle.
They were laying down on the floor,because Negan took everything.Y/N buried her head in his chest and his shirt.

,,I wish we could stay like this forever and just…Never grow up or worry about things.“-Carl said
,,This could be our last day on earth,or just a begining.”-Y/N said
,,Let’s hope it’s the second one.“-he said kissing me on the forehead.

,,I have to go.”-He said getting up
,,Where?“-to set the things up,for Negans arrival…Last one I hope.”


Y/N was kneeling down,next to Rick and Carl.
The Saviors pointed the guns at us,made us watch how Alexandria was falling apart.


I was completly zoned out,unable to hear other voices.

I saw Rick yelling at Negan,Negan laughing,Carl looking concerned.

I snaped out of it as soon as I saw Negan pulling Lucille closer to Carl’s head.

I knew I was helpless.It tore me apart,the fact that I couldn’t help Carl at all.

Negan threw his hat and landed next to me,I grabbed it.His smell made me calm.

Negan was about to swing Lucille,when one of his Saviors was attacked…by a tiger.

In shock,I ran.I knew it was Shiva,but I was too afraid.

Carl and Rick grabbed the nearest guns.Even Maggie came with her group.

I put on Carl’s hat and grabbed a gun.

Once I saw Carl standing behind a house,safe,I ran into his embrace.

,,I’m so glad you’re alive.“-I said kissing him
,,Me too.”-he said

,,Maggie needs help.There are a lot of walkers by the gate,they are getting in.“-he said

,,I’m on it.”

Maggie and her group was struggling with walkers.

Rick and Carl found Michonne safe and alive.


After everything was cleared,Carl went looking for people.Making sure everyone was okay.

,,Hey,has anyone seen Y/N?“
,,No,Carl.Sorry.”-Maggie said

Carol was cleaning out the walkers with Morgan.

,,Carl!“-Carol yelled

Carl ran over to her to see Sasha taking a bite out of Y/N

Y/N was just about to turn.She was already half eaten…Still wearing Carl’s hat.

,,No…No…”-Carl kneeled down to Y/N dead body.

He started panicking,pulling his hair out,screaming.

He laid down next to her.5 minutes passed,Carl’s eyes were full of tears,just like his cheeks.

He heard Y/N growl.

His hands were shivering and shaking,he heavily brathed,before he landed his knife into Y/N’s head.

He looked at her and said:,,You can keep the hat.“