i wonder what it felt like

anonymous asked:

HOLD UP! WAIT A MINUTE! PUT A'LIL LOVE IN IT! Your art makes so many people happy. You and your abilities make peoples day. You make them smile, laugh, giggle, blush. You will always find errors, mistakes, areas of improvement in your art. But please remember No Matter What, you have people who will support you. In what ever way you decide to take your art. Have a beautiful day you wonderful person.

Oh my GOSH! I’ve been looking at this in my inbox and haven’t come up with any way to respond to this other than: THANK YOU! I’ve had days that have felt so bad lately, been so stuck in a negative rut.. I’ve felt like my art have been horrible and just lil messages like this just makes me SWOOSH right up from that rut and feel good again!

Thank you! And all the love to you, anon! Thank you for your nice message. I’m honored!

Yesterday, I was walking by the demolished Faculty Center when I remembered it was there, in an unassuming corner near a window, that I called my father to tell him I wished to study here in Diliman. I had been taking in the view of the lawn sculptures when he told me I had his support. That was five years ago. All I could really remember of it was the feeling that came to me, hearing my father’s words. 

Looking at what was left from last year’s fire, I imagined the building standing again. I tried to recall how it looked like to me five years ago; how it smelled; how the student’s conversations melded in my ears as I observed them; how the air felt electric as I cut through it, entering the building’s open doors from the light rain outside. 

I stopped by the site yesterday to wonder: Am I still the same person I was when I made that phone call. If I could see my old self now, what would I tell him? Who are the people I would want him to avoid? Who would I want him to run head-on, smash, and weld to? What chances would I have him take that I didn’t?

Like a shot, a whole cosmos of answers broke into my thoughts. And then I began to walk away—wielding the withered world to blur past my peripheral vision—because I was stuck with me. It was bitter and then it was sweet.

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@thisshouldbegayer and I just began a mermaid AU, and I don’t know where it’s going, but this is how it started.

andallwaswell-ish  asked:

Draco dying his hair light blue

Harry can’t stop staring. His breakfast is forgotten. Malfoy’s hair is blue.

“Harry! Harry? What are you – “

“Malfoy.” Harry answers Hermione without looking away.

Ron pauses midway through a mouth of potato. “What?”

“Malfoy,” Harry explains again, “He – Look what he did.”

Hermione’s eyes remain fixed on Harry. “Don’t you think you need to stop obsessing over him? The war is over. We’re all on the same side.”

“No, look what he did to his hair!” Harry all but shouts. MALFOY’S HAIR IS BLUE.

Hermione and Ron finally follow Harry’s gaze to the Slytherin table to Draco Malfoy, blue hair and all.

“Bloody hell.”

“That is surprising,” Hermione admits.

“Maybe someone cursed him?” Ron suggests.

“I hope not,” Hermione frowns. “Like he doesn’t have enough to deal with – his mother is being retried this week.”

Harry’s chest constricts. “That’s this week?”

“Yes, Harry. I thought you were the one stalking him?”

“Well he has been sadder than usual. He’s been eating cereal since last Friday which is odd as he almost always goes for – what?” Harry stops at the looks Hermione and Ron are giving him.

Hermione shakes her head. “I was being facetious, Harry. I can’t believe you’re stalking him again.”

“I’m not stalking,” Harry clarifies, focusing his attention solely on Hermione and Ron to prove his point. Which is difficult when MALFOY’S HAIR IS BLUE. “I’m just observant.”

Hermione smiles wickedly and Harry already knows he’s stuffed before she opens her mouth. “Okay, then what do I usually eat for breakfast?”

Harry tries to eye her plate discreetly but she already has her hand covering it. He desperately tries to remember what she’d been eating only seconds earlier. “Uh….uh…”

“That’s what I thought.”

“I’m not stalking Malfoy,” Harry tries again.

Ron sniggers into his morning omelette. “Sure, mate.”

Hermione rests her head in her hands (revealing her breakfast of poached eggs). “Why don’t you go over there and ask him?”

“Ask him what?”

Hermione closes her eyes in obvious exasperation. “Why his hair is blue.”

“I can’t – “

“Mate, just go,” Interrupts Ron, now with a mouthful of tomato. “You’re going to be like this all day if you don’t.”


Malfoy looks up in surprise as Harry approaches, his cereal spoon hovering above his bowl. “Potter?”

“Malfoy.” Harry nods. He tries not to stare so openly at Malfoy’s hair but…it’s BLUE.

Malfoy drops his spoon and pushes the cereal away. He stares at Harry suspiciously. “Are you lost?”

“No, I – why is your hair blue?” Harry blurts out, unable to hold it in any longer.

One of Malfoy’s hands automatically jumps to his hair, as if he’d forgotten the colour for a moment. After the initial surprise, Malfoy’s turns defensive. “You got a problem with it?” He asks.

“No, not at all. It’s just – never mind. Forget I asked.” What was he thinking? What were Hermione and Ron thinking sending him over here? He turns to leave.

“it’s poetic, Potter.”

Harry turns back to Malfoy. “Poetic?”

Malfoy shrugs, and looks down into his cereal bowl. “I’m feeling blue. I dyed my hair to match. It made sense last night after the second bottle of firewhiskey.”

Harry considers this. “Your mother?” He asks, softly.

“Yes,” Malfoy says into his cereal.

“Do you – I mean, would you – would it help if I came with you?” Oh Merlin, did Harry really just say that?

Malfoy looks up, sharply. “Why would you want to do that?”

Harry feels his cheeks reddening. “Your mother saved my life,” he offers, which is true at least, but only a small part of his real motivation.

“Of course,” Malfoy says with a polite nod. Is Harry reading into it or does he seem…disappointed?

“And you might need…support.”

A small smile plays on the corner of Malfoy’s mouth. “I have friends, Potter.”

“Right, I didn’t mean to say – it’s just – I’d like to be there. For both of you.”

Malfoy tilts his head and looks Harry over with a curious gaze. This only makes Harry blush harder.

“Okay,” Malfoy finally says, “You can come.” He picks up his spoon and returns his attention to his cereal.


Harry can’t stop staring. His breakfast is forgotten. Malfoy’s hair is green.

“Go ask him, already.”


Malfoy looks up. This time he doesn’t seem surprised. “Potter. What brings you here?”

“You know what.”

Malfoy smirks. “Enlighten me.”

Harry stares at Malfoy’s hair. “Why green?”

Malfoy shrugs. “Just felt like it.”

Harry frowns. He wonders whether Malfoy’s being entirely truthful. “That’s not very poetic,” he points out.

“His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad,” Malfoy whispers.

Harry blinks, processing. “What?”

“His hair is as dark as a blackboard. I wish he was mine, he’s really divine, the hero who conquered the Dark Lord,” Malfoy continues with a shy smile. “Poetic enough for you?”

Harry feels himself blushing again.

“Maybe I should have gone pink to match your face,” Malfoy suggests with a wink. Merlin, Harry might melt.

“You remembered the po – “

“I wrote the poem,” corrects Malfoy.

Harry frowns “But I always thought Ginny – “

Malfoy shakes his head. “Nope.”

“Does that mean you – that you used to – “

Malfoy interrupts with a roll of his eyes. “Like you?”

Harry gulps. “Yeah.”

“I thought that was obvious, Potter.”

Harry feels like his knees might buckle at any moment. This is really happening. He runs a hand through his hair nervously. “And now?” he asks.

Malfoy raises his eyebrows, a playful smirk on his lips. “I thought that was also obvious, Harry.”            

And just to be an infuriating bastard, Malfoy chooses this moment to dust himself off and leave the Great Hall, with one last wink at Harry.

Harry wants to follow but he thinks his legs may have turned into jelly. He has to grip the table tightly just to keep himself standing.


Harry can’t stop staring. Breakfast never stood a chance.  Malfoy’s hair is pink.

He doesn’t even bother to take a seat at his own table, instead heading straight over to the Slytherin side of the Great Hall.

Malfoy watches him as he approaches with a smug smile. “Pot – “

Harry interrupts by leaning down and smashing his mouth onto Malfoy’s, his hands reaching out to finally run through that gorgeous hair. The entire Great Hall is watching and Harry’s face is on fire, but none of that matters, because Draco Malfoy is kissing him back.

And his hair is bloody pink.

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real talk though

i think the thing with harry potter - why it’s so loved, why it’s so derided, all by people who grew up reading the books - is just that. a lot of the people on sites like this who are reading it and critiquing it and analysing it are people who were kids reading these books, and grew up reading them. (mostly because we’re a large age demographic on these sorts of social media) i know i was four or five when i read them for the first time; i think they might have been the first novels i read independently like that. and i loved them! of course i did, i was four or five, and already an up-and-coming urban fantasy fan. they were full of magic, and kids who were sort of like me, and i loved them.

of course, i’m not four or five now. and neither are any of the people who grew up with the books when they were released. we’re all in our late teens and twenties, and when we look back, we’re looking back with an adult’s critical eye.

because when you’re nine years old, as i was when half-blood prince came out, or eleven, as i was when deathly hallows was released, the idea of harry going into the cave with dumbledore, or snape’s past with lily, don’t seem all that bad. after all, harry’s sixteen, and that’s way old - and snape’s past totally absolves him of any wrongdoing, right? it’s so romantic

and then we got older, and we read that series we’d loved when we’re kids, but we’re older and more critical. we look at it as adults, and see where it’s lacking. how there’s maybe five people of colour in harry’s year, how the only lgbt+ character was revealed to be so outside the books and it was never mentioned inside them, how messed up it is that harry did all this stuff and lived through so much when he was just a kid. even silly stuff - holes in the worldbuilding, little details that make no sense when you look at them twice.

now i’m twenty one and wondering why dumbledore couldn’t have put more adult wizards on harry’s case to help and protect him; why jk rowling imagines a world that seems to be white and straight and cis in its makeup. because i’m older, i understand these things a little more. and i can critique them, because why not? all media is flawed, in some way or other. 

but at the same time, i’m still that four or five year old reading these books for the first time and imagining myself with harry, ron, and hermione. having magical adventures in a land far more interesting than mine.

and i think that’s what i, personally, got from harry potter. it inspired me to write my own stories, the kind of stories i want to see. and on its flaws and failings, i want to build my own worlds, building on the things that annoyed me about the worldbuilding to make my own thing.

and it’s gonna be flawed, too. in different ways. but if i can make one person feel the way i felt, sitting up past my bedtime devouring philosopher’s stone like a starving person at a banquet, it’ll all be worth it.

What Overwatch Heroes Say When They Look Out The Telescope On Horizon Lunar Colony

This might be old news for everybody but there’s a telescope in the attack spawn room of Horizon Lunar Colony and the heroes have special voice lines when they look through it. I’ve decided to list them all because I find them very interesting, so without further ado…

Doomfist: “Is that all?” OR “It’s not much, and yet so much blood has been spilt over it.”

Genji: “I will never look at tskumi the same way!”

McCree: “Really gives you a perspective on the world down there, what it’s all about…bah, I need a drink.”

Pharah: “It all looks so peaceful from up here.”

Reaper: “The view’s not bad.”

Soldier: 76: “Earth, I’ve been through a lot for you. Hope you appreciate it.”

Sombra: “That’s something you don’t see every day!”

Tracer: “Wow! I think I understand what Winston felt like now, looking at Earth from here.”

Bastion: *amazed beeps*

Hanzo: “The concerns of my life seem so distant from up here.”

Junkrat: “It really makes you wonder, don’t you think?” OR “I think I can see my trailer down there!”

Mei: “Our world is worth fighting for!”

Torbjörn: “Well, the view’s not bad.”

Widowmaker: “Ha, a bit more powerful than my scope.”

D.Va: “Wow, the view is amazing!”

Orisa: “I wish Efi could be here…perhaps someday.” OR “Recording: Efi will want to see this!”

Reinhardt: “It all looks so small from up here!”

Roadhog: “Well…okay, then!”

Winston: “The first day or so we all pointed to our countries, the third or fourth day we were pointing to our continents, by the fifth day, we were aware of only one Earth.”

Zarya: “ ‘Облетев Землю в корабле-спутнике, я увидел, как прекрасна наша планета. Люди, будем хранить и преумножать эту красоту, а не разрушать её!’ ” Yuri Gagarin quote meaning: “ ‘Orbiting Earth in the spaceship, I saw how beautiful our planet is. People, let us preserve and increase this beauty, not destroy it!’ ”

Ana: “It’s not bad, but it’s also not Hawaii.”

Lúcio: “I never thought I’d see the world like this!”

Mercy: “It all seems so peaceful from up here!”

Symmetra: “*sigh* From here it looks to be so orderly and peaceful.”

Zenyatta: “The damage doesn’t look as bad from up here.”

Credit to this Reddit post for Zarya’s translation. Otherwise I actually wrote down the quotes as I looked through the telescope in game.

8

Neil had forgotten what it was like to be touched without malicious intent. He’d forgotten what body heat felt like. Everything about Andrew was hot, from the hands holding him down to the mouth steadily taking Neil apart. Neil finally understood why his mother thought this was so dangerous. This was distraction and indiscretion, avoidance and denial. It was letting his guard down, letting someone in, and taking comfort in something he shouldn’t have and couldn’t keep.

Happy Birthday Lio! @andrewminyarrr <3 (8.13)

BTS Reaction To: Cock Warming.

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JIN.

“Jagi, what are you doing?” Jin asked as he felt you trying to pull his boxers down from underneath the covers.

“I’m cold.” You shrugged.

After removing his boxers successfully, you slipped his member inside of you, causing him to moan out quietly, enjoying the feeling of you wrapped around him.

“Now we have to stay like this for the entire night.” You told him.

“What? How am I supposed to stay still like this?” Jin asked, wondering to himself whether he’d be able to resist from thrusting in and out of you.

Originally posted by seokjinings

SUGA.

When you asked Yoongi if you could try something, he simply nodded, feeling too tired to really care what you were about to do. You removed his boxers, soon slipping him inside of you. Yoongi’s eyes opened immediately, knowing exactly what you were doing.

“If you really think I’m going to stay still like this all night, you’re wrong.” Yoongi said, slowly moving himself in and out of you.

Originally posted by yoongichii

RAP MONSTER.

After Namjoon and you both finished having sex, he decided to stay inside of you, wanting to feel you around him as you both slept. You asked him what he was doing,confused as to why he hadn’t pulled out yet.

“I want to stay inside of you.”

Originally posted by minyoongihoseok

J HOPE.

Hoseok was completely confused at first, not really understanding the point of having himself completely inside of you without moving. Once you had explained to him that you just wanted to be closer to him as you both slept, he ended up giving into the idea.

“Fine, but I can’t keep any promises that I won’t end up fucking you.”

Originally posted by 4jiminnie

V.

Taehyung loved the idea. He loved having himself inside of you, and to be honest, he was a little surprised that you had even thought of it, but he was glad you did. Although he told you he liked the idea, he was having trouble staying still inside of you, so you both ended up just having sex.

“I can’t help it, you feel too good.”

Originally posted by snowsensation

JIMIN.

Jimin was a little shy at first when you asked him if you could cuddle him with his cock inside of you. He wanted to do it, but the idea was very alien to him, as he’d never heard of it before. Jimin would agree to it, although he couldn’t help but feel a little nervous. But soon enough, his nerves were calmed as he pushed himself inside of you.

“This feels so good.”

Originally posted by princejimin

JUNGKOOK.

It took Jungkook a lot of convincing before he had agreed. Like Hoseok, he didn’t really see the point in it.

“Why do that when I can literally just fuck you all night long?”

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

I’ll Be Okay

Summary: You supported Jin’s dreams, and were there every step of the way. Whenever he canceled on you, you were okay with it. Whenever he had to be in the studio, you were okay with it. You were okay with everything he did, and when he broke up with you to continue his dreams you were somehow okay with it. Even though you had a big surprise for him…

Word Count: 4,526

Originally posted by googlebts

“Mm, babe where are you going?” You groaned as the other half of the bed dipped. With squinted eyes you saw your boyfriend putting his shoes on, getting ready to leave.

“Ah Y/N, I have to get to the studio.” Jin tied his shoelaces and patted his knees. He felt your arms snake around his neck and your head leaning against his back. If he could, he would stay here for the whole day, like he was supposed to do, but plans change and they needed him in the studio to record.

“I thought you had the day off?” You whispered, still half asleep.

“I thought so too, but they need me in today.” He felt your head nod against his back and you let go of his neck as he got up from the bed. You laid back down and Jin pulled the blankets up to cover you so you could fall back asleep. “I’ll see you tonight, promise.” He placed a gentle kiss on your temple as you cuddle against the blankets more.

“Take your time Jin, you can’t rush perfection.” You smiled at him as he let out a chuckle. “If you can’t come by tonight just text me.”

“Will do baby.” He rubbed your arm one last time before he left the bedroom. Another day he was leaving you for work, and another day you were okay with it.

________

*Flashback*

“Y/N, what if I told you I want to be a singer instead of an actor?” Jin sat down next to you at the library as you were studying for an upcoming test. You pulled out the one earphone that was in and laid down at the table. Jin’s hands were folded on the table as he looked at you, his leg was shaking telling you that he was anxious.

“Well go for it Jin.” You placed a hand on top of his and his head tipped forward. “If it feels right then do it. I’m all for it! I mean you might have to take different classes now instead of acting classes…” He cut you off.

“No, Y/N the thing is.” He licked his lips and grabbed your hand with his. “I was recruited today by some company.” Your mouth formed an O as you nodded your head at his words, and without a beat you replied:

“Well go for it babe, I believe in you.” He kissed your temple, the load that was on his shoulders seemed to have gotten lighter. With your support, he could do anything.

“Are you sure about this Y/N?” His chin was on your shoulder as he looked down at your papers.

“Jin, I’m beyond sure, you should do it! Are you sure about this though?” You wanted to make sure he was okay with doing something that was outside his major.

“I guess I’ll find out.”

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“Jin you look so badass!” You said to him through the phone line as you saw some of the teaser photos that were released for their upcoming debut.

“What are you talking about? I’m always badass!” You laugh filled up the phone line, and it brought a smile to his face. It relaxed his whole body, as he was tired from the recent activities.

“Whatever you Jinnie.” And the way that nickname rolled off your tongue, it was the best sound to his ears he’s ever heard. “Anyways, I’m making some dinner tonight for us, I was wondering what you wanted for dessert.”

“Y/N, I can’t make it tonight anymore, I thought that since we would be close to our debut I could see you but I still can’t.” His voice was sympathetic and you knew he felt bad. You didn’t mind though, because he was living his dream, and having fun while doing it. And even though you haven’t seen him in what felt like forever, he always managed to keep you updated.

“No! Jin don’t worry! I completely understand! Just make sure to get some rest okay?” He let out a little half smile with one nod of his head.

“I will Y/N.”

And that’s when it all started. You coming second to his job.

*End Of Flashback*

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You never minded though. You love Jin with all your heart. Meeting him in your first week of college, he caught your eye that’s for sure. You were the first one to make a move, asking him to grab some food with you at a nearby restaurant that the two of your grown to love. You don’t know how long it’s been since the two of you been there together.

While Jin went off to become a famous idol, you stayed back to focus on your studies trying to become a nurse. And when Jin debuted in 2013 with his group you were his biggest fangirl. All of the times he could never see you, the times that he stayed up to practice instead of sleep, the times that he skipped a meal to focus on singing, it all paid off. While Jin kept apologizing to you that he could never see as often, you always told him that it was okay. You were proud of your boyfriend.

He always supported you as well. Making sure that you ate your meals, that you drank enough water, and to get some sleep instead of studying all night. He would love to see you drift off to sleep while he was video chatting you, and seeing you so relaxed and in a peaceful state of mind that it made him more at ease.

He fell more in love with you with each text, and video chat, and with each visit he had with you. You grew accustomed to each other lives, and when he introduced you to the other members, they were fond of you and loved you as well.

He couldn’t find anyone like you, he knew he wanted to be with you for a long time.

________

“Hey guys!” You walk into the dance studio with bags of food hanging around your arms.

“Noona!” Jungkook called as he raced over to you, and started looking inside the bags.

“Hold on Kook, let me set them down at least.” You giggled as you let the bags fall off of your arms and onto the floor. The guys floated their way over to the smell, and started to dig in. Your boyfriend was the last one to walk over, placing a kiss on your lips. “Well hello handsome.” You winked at him, and kissed him again. Now your arms were wrapped around his neck while his were wrapped around your waist, the members not taking notice at your affection.

“Well hello gorgeous. What’s all this for?” He nodded his head in the direction of the food.

“Well I’m on my lunchbreak and I thought why not bring some food over for you guys?” You patted his chest and brought your hands down to your pockets. “You should eat babe.” Jin agreed with your words as he sat on the ground with his members and started to eat.

“I love your scrubs Y/N.” Taehyung said to you with a mouthful of food, and you looked down again to see what ones you were wearing. Just a light pink color, with white shoes and your hair a mess. It was already a long day at the hospital for the nursing students, and you all have another 4 hours ahead of you.

“Oh thanks Tae.” You all sat there in a comfortable silence while munching on your food and scrolling through your phones. It’s been almost 2 years since they debuted, and each day you spent with the guys you loved it even more and more. They have become a part of your life, and you wouldn’t want it any other way.

“Breaks over, we need to start back up again.” Their instructor came out and was the first one to break the silence. They all shoved the rest of their food into their mouths and set their containers back into the bags. They all said their thank you’s to you as you grabbed each bag to throw into the garbage.

“Thanks again babe.” Jin kissed your temple and off he went.

________

You’ve been with Jin for 3 years now, and this morning he texted you telling you to wear something fancy for tonight because he has something special planned. You don’t know why, but you have butterflies in your stomach and you felt like a middle school girl who was talking to her crush for the first time.

As the night approaches, you chose to wear a black gown, with your hair slicked back into a pony, and your makeup looked like it was professionally done. It took you a few hours to get ready for Jin to pick you up, but the outcome was worth it.

You were ready 30 minutes early before Jin would pick you up, so you turned on the TV and sat on your couch waiting for his text to tell you that he was here. And as 30 minutes passed you received nothing. An hours passed, then two hours, then three, and you were consumed in a new show that was being played.

The door unlocked at 11:35 and in walked Jin, wearing his practice clothes. He threw his bag down and kicked his shoes and ran to the couch to see you. “I’m so sorry Y/N, we got caught up in practice and we had to finish the dance moves.” He was out of breath trying to explain to you what he was doing.

“Jin,” You stood up and and placed your hands on his stomach and ran them up over his chest and to his shoulders and eventually around his neck. “I understand, the most important thing is, is that I have you now.” You kissed his lips, and he let one hand slide to your cheek while the other wrapped around your waist.

He broke the kiss and stood back a little to take in your figure. “God you look so damn beautiful Y/N.”

“Thank you.” You whispered to him. He got out his phone and played a slow song while grabbing your hand and swaying back and forth to the music. You looked at the man in front of you, and you couldn’t be any more prouder of him than you were. He’s living his dream, being so busy, and yet still finding time for you. He was the love of your life, and no one could replace him.

“What are you thinking about?” He asked you. You must have zoned out and he caught you, but when he spoke to you, you just smiled. “What?” He said with a hint of laughter in his voice.

“Nothing, I just love you.” You said to him, and he placed a kiss on your lips, leading down to your neck.

“I love you too.” He removed his lips from your neck. “And I love this outfit on you, but you wanna know what I would love more?” You let out a hum signaling him to tell you what he would love more. “This outfit on the floor.” And before you knew it, you were being carried to the bedroom, bridal style.

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Pregnant. You were pregnant, in fact you were 3 weeks pregnant. Excitement, and nervousness filled your body as you found out this news. You couldn’t wait for Jin to come to your apartment tonight after schedules and for you to tell him the news. Even though this wasn’t the order you were supposed to be doing things in, you were still excited to have a baby with your beloved boyfriend of 3 years.

But what you didn’t know, is that you and Jin were on different agendas.

________

Jin walked into your apartment to be faced with you pacing around the kitchen area. He took your beautiful self in, with your pajama shorts and tank top, getting ready for bed. And when you spotted him, you ran over to him and wrapped your arms around him. It’s been too long, like always, but you don’t mind.

“Jin I have some….”

“We need to break up Y/N.” It came out of his mouth faster than intended. You unwrapped your arms from around his neck slowly and stared at him.

“What?” You asked him in confusion. You thought things were going fine, even though he was never around that often, he still tried. Was he getting tired of you? Was he told to end things with you? You weren’t sure why he was doing this, but you needed answers. “Why Jin?” Your voice came out soft.

“Y/N, I love you baby, I really do believe me. I just, I just don’t have time for you. I’m neglecting you and isn’t fair to you. You need someone who will always be here with you, and not keep you waiting.” He held your hands in his, his thumbs playing with your palms.

“Jin, I love you though, you making me wait for you is no big deal.”

“But it is to me Y/N.” He sighed and looked down at your hands. “I can’t keep doing this, I’m hurting you and me. Maybe in the future we can be together when things are figured out and I have more time, but right now,” He shook his head and released his hands from yours, “I can’t do this anymore.”

He was expecting more of a reaction out of you, tears, screaming, hitting, anything. But all he got was the normal you. A smile on your face, a hand cupping his cheek and a kiss on the lips. “I understand Jin. Live your dreams now, I’ll always be here for you.”

And with that, he left your apartment.

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As the months went by, you couldn’t feel sad for the sake of your baby. The first week was horrible, you couldn’t even shed tears. You laid on your bed and stared at the ceiling. You thought things were going fine, but in Jin’s mind he was hurting you. Then as the week passed, you had to pull yourself together and start taking care of yourself for your baby.

You had to move things around in your second room in your apartment to make it a room for a baby. You set up a crib right way before you got too pregnant, and got all the tough work done earlier on in your pregnancy. You attended appointments by yourself, and even when the doctor asked “Will the father be joining us today?” you always said “He’s busy today.”

And each night you would read your growing stomach a book, or watch TV with it. And on special nights you would see Jin perform with BTS and you whisper to your stomach, “There’s your daddy, he doesn’t know about you, but he would love you so much. Hopefully soon he can see you.”

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“Will she be taking the father’s last name?” The nurse asked as you were holding your baby girl. You nodded your head at the nurse as she wrote down the last name on her birth certificate. “And what about the first name?” You stared lovingly at your daughter once more before deciding.

“Luna. Kim Luna.” The nurse smiled at you, as you rubbed your finger against her cheek. You were in love.

“Beautiful name.” The nurse walked out of the room, and it just left you and your beautiful baby girl.

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“Have you talked to her since the break up?” Namjoon asked Jin. It’s been 9 months since he decided it was for the best if you moved on and found someone else. Someone who wouldn’t make you wait, someone who could move in with you, someone who could give you the time of day. Jin wanted to be all of those things, but with the job he has, he couldn’t. He would give anything to take it back, but he knew he couldn’t be selfish anymore, and gave you up.

“We talk sometimes. She’s probably busy now, she’s getting ready for graduation soon. God she has to be so stressed Joon, and I’m not there for her.” He let his head fall into his hands as they were backstage before a show. Jin doesn’t even know how he got on the topic of you but he did. “Do you think she hates me?”

Namjoon let out a sigh, trying to think an answer. “I don’t think she hates you Jin, she loves you too much.” Jin nodded took his head away from his hands. “Do you think what you did was the right choice?”

Jin scoffed. “I thought it was, but it turns out it wasn’t.”

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Two weeks had passed since you brought Luna home. Even though she keeps you up at night, you wouldn’t trade her for anything in this world. Even though she cries at random things, and makes you stressed, she’s still the most beautiful little girl you have laid your eyes on. And at just 2 weeks old, she knows her father’s voice because every time you see a music show and his lovely voice sings into that mic, Luna is at ease.

And one afternoon, while you were getting Luna ready for a nap, rocking her in a chair, your phone wouldn’t stop vibrating, and the I.D. said ‘Jin’.

“Hello?” You answered with your phone in-between your shoulder and ear.

“Y/N?”

“Yes Jin?”

“It’s been months.”

“Yeah it has been, I’ve been super busy, and I’m assuming you have been too.”

“Yeah, I have been. I just needed to hear your voice that’s all.”

“Oh, well I guess you got your fix then.” He laughed at the other end. Your daughter was sound asleep now, so you picked her up and set her in her crib.

“Can I see you later tonight? I mean you don’t have to agree, it’s just…” You cut him off.

“I’d love that actually.”

“Really? I’ll swing by your place if that’s alright? The guys will be here, and I think we need to talk one on one.”

“Sounds perfect Jin.” With that you hung up the phone, and looked at your daughter.

“You’re gonna meet your daddy tonight Luna.”

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“I’m sorry it’s a mess.” You said to Jin as you were picking things off of the floor. With Luna in the picture you haven’t really had time to pick up much. You always haven’t been sleeping much, and since Luna is in bed for the night, you were supposed to be in bed for the night.

“No worries Y/N, you should see the dorm, it’s much messier than this.” You let out a light giggle as you threw some things into the trash. Jin looked at the kitchen, and saw baby bottles scattering the counter, but he didn’t think anything of it. He just assumed that you were watching your friends baby from earlier this week.

You made your way over to the couch to sit across from Jin. “It’s been awhile hasn’t it?” You said to him and he nodded his head in agreement.

“Yeah it has been.”

“I see things are going well though, I watch you on TV, and I watch your music videos and I also buy all of your songs. I guess you can say I’m a major fangirl.” You winked at Jin as he laughed. How could you still be like this after almost 10 months?

“You were always the best at being a fangirl.” You smiled at him. “Y/N,” Jin started and you looked at him as he licked his lips and his eyes got glossy. “I think I messed up.”

“What? Jin? What’s wrong?”

“I shouldn’t have…” Crying. The baby monitor was blaring, filling the living room with cries. Jin looked at it shocked, scaring even him.

“Can you hold that thought one second please.” You got off the couch and walked into Luna’s room. She wouldn’t stop her crying, so you picked her up and and cradled her in your arms.

“It’s alright baby girl.” You cooed, and Jin heard it through the baby monitor. “Why are you crying huh? Are you hungry? You don’t need a diaper change. Should we get some food?” Jin heard your footsteps walking through the hallway and into the kitchen. He saw the little girl in your arms, with a white onesie on.

You came back with a bottle in hand, and Luna’s eyes wide open looking around at her surroundings. Jin was staring at the baby, trying to think who’s it could be.

“I’m sorry it’s just she was crying so much, and I couldn’t leave her.” You explained yourself as Luna took the bottle in her mouth.

Jin ran a finger along side of her cheek, as she drank the milk from the bottle. “What’s her name?” He asked in a whisper.

“Luna.” You said back to him. Earlier today when Jin called, you were so excited for Luna to meet her dad for the first time. But now, you didn’t know how to tell him. How to break the news to him that he was a father. If he didn’t break up with you, it would almost be 4 years that you two would have been together, but here you two are. In the comfort of your apartment, holding your daughter, talking about your relationship with Jin. What an odd situation.

“She’s beautiful.” He stuck a finger in her hand and Luna grasped onto it with all her strength.

“She should be, her father is handsome! She gets her looks from him.” You smiled at her, as you were both fixated on her.

“Who’s child is it?” Jin had her hand wrapped around his finger while you were holding a bottle, feeding her. This is what a family should look like, it felt right.

“Ours.” Jin’s eyes went wide, and you both stared at each other. He was waiting for a kidding at the end of sentence. “She’s ours Jin.” Your voice grew softer with each syllable.

“What?”

“Our three year anniversary, do you remember what we did?” His face turned red as he started to connect the dots in his head. “The day you broke up with me, was the day I was going to tell you that I was pregnant.”

“And why didn’t you?” His voice was quiet but a little harsher than you expected. “Why didn’t you tell me Y/N!”

“Because I didn’t want her to be the reason you stayed Jin. I didn’t want to make you miserable by staying with me because of Luna.”

“That’s bullshit Y/N! I wanted to stay with you! I thought what I was doing was right and it wasn’t, and now here I am ten months later, trying to get you back into my life and then also being told that I have a daughter!”

“It’s a lot I know, and I’m sorry. I understood that you were busy and I didn’t want to bother you. I was doing fine, in fact I still am doing fine.” You gave him a half smile as Luna finished her bottle and you removed it from her mouth. She licked her lips a few times before you placed a towel on your back and started patting her back to get her to burp.

“You always say that everything is fine Y/N. You say that when I cancel plans, when I can’t be with you as much, yet you say it’s fine, why? I know it isn’t fine.”

“Because it really is fine Jin! It’s your job and I understand that you have to make sacrifices! But at the end of the day I’ll still be here! That’s what love is!” Jin leaned in and kissed you with Luna between you two.

“I’m sorry, I was stupid and thought what I was doing was right when it clearly wasn’t. I couldn’t stop thinking about you Y/N, you really are the love of my life, and now,” He nodded towards Luna. “I have two loves of my life right here in front of me.” Your eyes got glossy as a tear fell down your face. Jin saw, and took Luna from you and placed the towel on his shoulder and patted her back. You wiped your tears away, and felt your heart swell with happiness.

“I love you too Kim Seokjin.” You let out a breath before talking again. “And tell you the truth, it’s been a rough two weeks. I think she plots against me so I don’t get any sleep.” You let out a little laugh. “But god Jin, I wouldn’t trade her for the world. She is the most perfect human being on this planet.”

“Besides me?”

“Are you really comparing yourself to your daughter right now?” You got up and sat next to Jin on the couch and leaned your head against his shoulder. “Weird to think that you’re father Jin.”

“I know, but I love it already.” He turned towards you and placed a kiss on top of your head. “Are you saying yes for me being back in your life then?”

“Yes Jin, I haven’t stopped loving you, and this little one here knows who her dad is.”

“What?” He laughed a little at your comment.

“Every time I play your songs or you perform on a show, and you start singing, she goes quiet and just listens.” Jin finally took Luna away from his shoulder and saw that she was sleeping, he cradled her in his arms as the both of you looked at her. “When I was pregnant with her, I told her everything about you, I have a feeling she’s gonna be a daddy’s girl.” Jin shook his head with a big grin on his face. “What?”

“Y/N, I’m a dad.” His grin got wider and wider. “And you’re a mom, and we’re parents to a beautiful baby girl.”

“I know.” You got off the couch and signaled for Jin to follow you. You walked to Luna’s room and he placed her in her crib. He pulled you closer and placed a kiss on your forehead, then your nose, then your lips.

“Thank you for giving me a second chance Y/N. I know this time, I’ll be here more often.”

“Jin, it’s your job remember that. Just know that I’ll always be okay and so will Luna. Our little family.” You grabbed his hand, and walked to your bedroom and climbed in the bed, patting the empty spot beside you. Jin got the hint and crawled next to you. “It’s been too long.” You told him, as you shut the lamp off.

“That it has Y/N.” He pulled you closer to him. He could never get enough of this. He knew that he was in love you. He knew that leaving you was the worst decision of his life. He just wanted you to be happy, but after 10 months he knew that you were each other’s happiness, and this time he isn’t letting go.

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i was laughing with someone recently about “tumblr user unpr*tty” and this seems like a good time to remind people that there is literally no point in censoring yourself if you wanna talk shit because i can’t vanity search, if i try it’s nothing but tlc lyrics and a k-pop competition of some kind. this is also why you have to @ me if you wanna show me something and we’re not mutuals.

Starved: An Epilogue

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Chapter Notes: This lil’ story is dedicated to my best friend, fiance, beta, and brainstorming buddy, @thuriweaver​ / @writing-thuri​ without whom none of my stories would exist. Thank you for always being willing to be my fic-doctor, sweetie!

CW: None. It’s fluff. 

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Thomas had been feeling unaccountably nervous all morning, so it was not particularly surprising when he heard the soft whoosh that accompanied the appearance of a side. 

What was surprising was when he turned from his place on the couch and saw not one or two, but all of them, crowded into Virgil’s usual spot on the landing of his stairs. 

“Go on,” Patton was saying (he was pushed in against Virgil’s side, wedged between Virgil and the wall, but he was smiling, nudging Virgil forward. Roman, Thomas noted, was behind him, his hands on Virgil’s shoulders; Logan had sensibly moved up a bit on the stairs to give himself a little more room.) 

Virgil himself was hunched in, shoulders curved around himself, arms wrapped around his waist and hair falling over his eyes as he stared at his feet. He seemed rooted to the spot, in spite of Patton’s urges and Roman’s hands on his shoulders and Logan’s pointed gaze. 

“Uh–hey, guys,” Thomas said, bewildered. “What’s up?” 

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I always felt like loving you, quietly, softly,

Breathing sonnets into your ears and spending hours trying to understand whether galaxies had their own kind of music, quiet and unheard amongst humans
But deafening and roaring amongst themselves.

I wonder what the galaxies sing about.
About their own wondrous beauty? Like a technicolor dream or maybe of the terrifying secrets that swirl within the fatal gasses and debris, that could kill human race with one hit.

I wonder what the stars whisper about amongst themselves, twinkling away gently.
Do they talk about us?
About how they are watching over us?
Or perhaps about the star crossed lovers, going through a rough patch.

Or maybe the stars that decided to align for the star crossed lovers.

Do they wonder about us like we wonder about them?

I wonder what the black holes, swirling mysteriously in our own galaxy whisper about.
They don’t actually. They are silent.
Perhaps they are the place where every scream goes to die, where every dream goes to break, where every heart goes to be broken,

And you know that saying about how silence is the loudest scream.

Is it safe to say all my thoughts, the ones I’ve hidden deep into the folds of my mind, are in a black hole somewhere, safely hidden from any prying human eyes, as if to protect me from mind readers?

What do the planets talk about?

Do they even talk to each other or are they like sour neighbors after an unfortunate July 4th incident?


I wonder if loving you is like loving the entire universe,

Every inch, every fold, each and every single fragment,
Every star, every planet, every particle of stardust that ever existed and is yet to exist

And the moment I started to question it was the moment I realized that I did.

And I hoped with all my heart that you did too.

Pusher Love Girl

Taehyung has you wrapped around his finger- in more ways than one.

pairing: taehyung x reader
genre: smut, a little fluff
wordcount: 6.8k
warnings: public sexual acts, fingering, masturbation, deepthroating, degrading names during sex, dom!Tae, rough sex, slight breathplay, voyeurism, hair pulling, possessive!Tae, lovebites  



You met Kim Taehyung out of all places, out of all times- during a bad date. 

You were in a chain coffee shop, sitting opposite a man who was as beautiful as he was boring, wondering how dating had become like this for you. Boring dates, zero chemistry- and the looming fear of ending up alone pushing you into halfhearted commitments. 

When your date had excused himself and gone to the bathroom, you had breathed a sigh of relief. Frankly, pretending to listen and inserting time-appropriate “Mm” noises was more difficult than it appeared. It was at that moment that Taehyung had sat down in your date’s seat. 

‘Sat’ was a mild way of putting it- he plopped down, draping over the chair comfortably, before flashing you a big grin. He looks a bit ridiculous, was your first thought- he was dressed in an oversized stripy linen shirt, slides, and a huge beanie. His strong eyebrows were quirked upwards from underneath his beanie and you shot him a slightly confused, mostly bitchy stare.

“Bad date?” He had sighed sympathetically. “Do you want to talk about it?” He folded his hands and raised an eyebrow at you knowingly like he was your mid-life crisis dating coach. You narrowed your eyes at him. 

“He’s alright,” You replied defensively. 

“Wow. Alright.” Taehyung responded, nodding seriously. “And they say romance is dead.”

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I Have A Girlfriend

Pairing: Peter X Reader
Warnings: Language, Underage Drinking
A/N: I am still in awe over all the love I’ve been getting on my imagines, thank you guys so much for reading them and giving me feedback! I wanted to remind you guys that I do not have a tags list, but I do have a posting schedule and masterlist.

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“Sorry babe, I have a girlfriend,” Peter slurred against you, his entire body weight leaning for support on your smaller frame.

“Peter, you don’t have a girlfriend,” you rolled your eyes, helping him up the steps to your apartment.

You had never seen your best friend drunk before, much less in such an intoxicated state that he couldn’t even go up the stairs on his own. Your parents were out of town for the weekend and you were afraid of Peter getting in major trouble with his Aunt, so you made up a cute story about how Peter fell asleep on the way home from the party and you decided to just stay at your place and have a sleepover. May loved you and ate the story up, much to your relief and slight guilt.

So here you were now, dragging up an incredibly delirious and quite heavy boy to your apartment, where he could pass out on your couch and wake up with a hangover and not worry about Aunt May finding out at all.

“Yeah I do,” he protested, his words getting jumbled as you two reached the top, “She just doesn’t know we’re dating yet. I loooovveeee herrrrr!”

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“Desperate to see you”

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Featuring: Harrison

 Words: 2075

Warnings: angst but some fluff at the end.

Tags: @imabloodynerd

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Notes: Hope you like it! It just came out of nowhere since it is quite how I’m feeling now so there you go! 

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This was the first time you spent so much time apart. Usually it was just a couple of weeks but this time It had already been a month without him. A month you had spent alone in your house in Kingston. You missed Tom so much, his laugh, his kisses, his cuddles, everything. But he was all across the ocean in New York filming his Spiderman movie. You couldn’t he more proud of him but that didn’t make it easier.

 “What’s wrong babe?” He asked while you two Facetimed. Usually there was no way to keep your mouth shut but that day you barely said a word.

“Mm? Nothing, I’m okay” you half smiled.

 “(Y/N) if you don’t want to tell me you don’t have to but don’t lie to me” he asked you.

 You bite your lip and looked away from the camera. He knew you way too well to trick him. You knew that. Still, you didn’t want him to know about your sadness. He had to be focused, not being worried about his needy girlfriend so you took a deep breath and faked a smile before looking back at the camera.

“Everything’s okay!” You said. “I was just thinking about some stuff I have to get done tomorrow. Sorry” you lied. “How are you? How’s the movie going?” You asked.

 Then he started talking about the scenes he had been shooting, how he tried to do all the stunts even though it could be dangerous or tiring he just loved it. The rush, the adrenaline and everything. He was so excited talking about the shooting that you didn’t have to talk much. Before you noticed he was called back on set so you two said your goodbyes and hung up. It was 3 a.m. for you, so you just went to the bathroom and to bed straight away, praying you got some sleep. 

The next few days were more of the same. Tom called you every time he had some time off between takes to catch up with you and if, for some reason, you weren’t available, he would leave a text or a voicemail. He tried to sound cheerful but the truth was that he was worried about you. He had noticed the change in your attitude during the last few days, he had tried to make you talk about it but you kept on saying you were okay. He knew you were lying but being so far from there was nothing he could do.

“You okay?” Harrison asked him while they were going back to the hotel after another day of shooting. “You’ve been distracted today” he added.

“I’m fine…” Tom mumbled looking down at his phone. It was late in London so you were probably asleep but he had barely heard from you that day.

“Sure?” Harrison insisted. Tom sighed and looked at his friend.

“Something is wrong with (Y/N)” he finally said. “She’s been acting weird lately but she won’t tell me what’s wrong. She just keeps on saying that everything is okay, that she’s just tired”

“Maybe she is?” Hazz suggested.

“No. I know her better than that” Tom frowned. “I think this distance thing is starting to affect her” Harrison frowned and nodded. 

“It is affecting you as well right?” He asked. Tom chuckled sadly.

“Yeah… Damm, I miss her so much Hazz” Tom said leaning his head against the seat.

“Why don’t you take a few days off?” He asked. 

“I tried. They won’t let me at least for another month” Tom said.

“That sucks” Harrison mumbled.

“Tell me about it” Tom sighed.

 His friend patted his leg not knowing what to say or do to make him feel any better. 

On the other side of the world you were going insane. Even talking to Tom was becoming a torture knowing there was no way to reach to him, to touch him. You didn’t know what to do and you knew he just couldn’t come. His work wouldn’t allow it. You spent hours looking at flights to New York. You had to go there, you just couldn’t keep on telling him that everything was okay when you were breaking inside. The prices were crazy. Way too expensive. You did have the money but paying that amount would mean a lot of extra hours next month. Was it worth it?

Tom was going completely crazy. Even Harrison was worried about his best friend. He barely left his hotel room, just to film the movie. He wanted to do nothing, he would just stare at the phone loginly, waiting for your reply all the time, even when he knew it was 4 a.m. in London and you were completely asleep. 

“Man, this has to stop” he finally told his friend during an afternoon they had off.

“What?” Tom said looking up from his phone where Harrison could ser a photo of you.

“You have to see her. You have to go to London even if it’s just for two days but you can’t keep on going like this” Harrison said.

Tom frowned and looked down at his phone, he hadn’t heard from you since the previous evening and he knew you were still awake. He had been texting you but it was like those texts just got lost in the air, like you weren’t getting them. It was driving him crazy. What if something happened to you? He gulped and looked at Harrison.

“You’re right” he said getting up “I have to get on the next plane to England” he added grabbing his laptop.

“What?” Harrison frowned. As much as he agreed on this idea he knew It would have awful consequences if he just disappeared from a shooting. “Tom, wait. You can’t just leave” he said.

“What?” Tom asked looking up. “You’ve just told me to go!”

“And I want you to but you just can’t disappear! You’re Spiderman!” he tried to explain.

“I’m something more important: I’m what (Y/N) needs right now” he said. Harrison knew there was nothing he could do. He had seen that look on Tom’s face before and he knew there was nothing he could say to change his friend’s mind.

“Okay, I’ll call the director and make something up” Harrison said, earning a thankful look from Tom. 

Meanwhile you were going insane trying to find a taxi that would tale you from JFK to Tom’s hotel. You still couldn’t believe you had literally crossed the ocean to see him just for a few days but knowing you were in the same state as him and that you would be seeing him soon, made you feel better instantly. You hadn’t spoke yo him since yesterday and you were dying to but seeing him and seeing his face when you showed up at his door was more important. 

Finally you managed to find a taxi and told the driver to take you to the hotel as fast as he could. As you were heading towards the city you turned on your phone just to find it with plenty of calls and messages from your boyfriend. Biting your lip you chuckled, he was probably climbing up the walls, trying to figure out why you weren’t answering. 

It took you almost 30 minutes and almost 40$ to get to the hotel but after all there you were, standing in the middle of the hall, just minutes away from seeing Tom again. The problem was that you didn’t even know his room number. You took out your phone and was about to calle Harrison when you heard a familiar voice behind you. 

“I know, I know it’s not the best time but-“ you turned around and saw Harrison talking on the phone. Perfect timing. 

“Harrison!” You exclaimed.

He looked in your direction. The moment he realised it was really you, his eyes opened widely, he said something on the phone and hang up walking over you.

“What the fuck?” He said making you laugh. “You… you’re here!” He finally exclaimed happily before hugging you tight. “What are you doing here?”

“I needed to see Tom” you basically said. “I’ve been having a hard time lately with this distance thing and I just couldn’t keep on waiting” you smiled a little. “I’m crazy right?” You added with a blush.

“No. You’re perfect for him” he smiled widely before hugging you again. “You literally saved him” he chuckled. “Go. Room 412” he told you. 

You took the keycard he was offering you as you wondered what he meant by saving Tom. But you didn’t have time to ask anything. Tom was just there. Immediately you sneaked into an elevator quickly and pressed the 4th floor button. It looked like the slowest elevator ever but finally you were out and soon you found the room. Suddenly you felt nervous out of nowhere. Yes, you had been waiting for this since he left England but what if coming without saying anything was a mistake? 

Well, there wasn’t time to question your actions. Without thinking about it any further you slipped the card and opened the door. The first thing you saw was a suitcase on the floor full of clothes. You frowned and closed the door behind you, leaving your luggage by the door. 

“What did the director said?” You heard Tom’s voice coming out of the bathroom. “Am I screwed? Fired?” He asked. You smiled a little but said nothing. Why would he be fired though? “Harrison?”

And just then his curly hair showed up, looking at the room, expecting to see Harrison there. When he found the room empty he walked out of the bathroom. You bite your lip, trying not to laugh, as you took in the view. He was shirtless, wearing just a pair of grey sweatpants that were hanging low on his hips. Completely confused, he turned around, finally facing the door and finally seeing you there. He stopped on his tracks, staring at you speechless, like he had just seen a ghost.

It wasn’t possible, you just couldn’t be there, it made no sense at all. You were in England, working and studying your máster, there was no way you could be there in New York, standing in front of him with that innocent smile that used to drive him crazy.

“Surprise?” You finally said with a smile.

Then it hit him. It wasn’t a dream, he didn’t need help, you were there. He took the few steps necessary to get to you and then wrapped his arms around you as tight as he could, not saying a single word. You were there, he was holding you. For the first time in a long time you felt at home once again, like everything was right in the world and you were exactly where you were supposed to be. 

“You’re here” he mumbled pulling away to look down at you. 

You bite your lip and nodded still smiling. Suddenly, a smile appeared on his face, brighter than ever before and all he did was taking your face in his hands and crashing your lips together in a passionate and tender kiss. Your arms went immediately around his neck, to pull his hair and pull him closer to you. He bite your lip, sending a shiver down your spine and making you moan as you let his tongue invade your mouth. Eventually, your lungs cried for air so you forced yourself to pull away but he wouldn’t let you go. He placed his forehead against yours and sighed relieved.

“I love you so much” he whispered. You teared up a little when you heard those words and kissed him again briefly.

“And I love you” you replied. He smiled and hugged you tight, still afraid that this was just a dream. “I have a question” you asked rubbing his bare back. He hummed and kissed your shoulder before looking at you. “Where you going anywhere?”

He laughed and looked at the suitcase before picking you up and carrying you to bed where he put you down before laying down on your top. 

“Let’s just say I was desperate to see you” he said taking in your features. You were about to talk but he shut you up with a kiss. “We can talk later. Now I need you”

And you weren’t going to say no to him. 

an au in which jack contemplates abandoning his dream for the sake of his mental health

(An idea that popped into my head after re-reading this scene and noticing Jack’s hesitation while discussing going into the NHL.)

CW: coming out, anxiety, fear of being outed and/or staying closeted, talks of toxic people and mentalities 


“Sometimes…sometimes I wonder if it’s even worth it.”

Bitty looked up at Jack. They’d been sitting out on the roof for near half an hour now, and Jack hadn’t said a word in all that time. Bitty had talked some, had tried to fill that silence with idle chatter, but after a while he’d given up and let his own thoughts drift elsewhere.

“If…what’s worth it?” Bitty asked, afraid of the answer.

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⚤ - CONTAINS SMUT

You slammed your locker shut feeling more frustrated than ever as you gripped your books hard in hand. You felt like a total outcast. It wasn’t a bad thing to be inexperienced when it came to sex and you took pride in the fact that you hadn’t given it up to just anyone. You were waiting for the right one and that’s all there was to it. But that came with endless taunting and teasing from your classmates. Especially in sex-ed class where you, obviously, got it the worst.

“You mean…you’ve never like…fooled around with a guy?” Your friend Shawna asked you, her eyes wide as she shoved a bobby pin in her hair. You were in the girls washroom and you looked around to make sure no one was within earshot. The last thing you needed was the entire school knowing you were still a virgin.

“No.” You shrugged. “Does that matter?”

“I mean…no..” She frowned slightly. “But why? Guys are pawning after you left and right.”

“Not really.” You sighed. But being the virgin made you a prime target. Guys were dying to be your first and it really kind of grossed you out.

“Yes, really. You also have the hottest fucking friends in the entire world who I’m sure would jump at any opportunity to get in your panties .”

Your mind wandered. Ethan and Grayson

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