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And I'll Still be a Fool

Requested: “can you write an imagine based on the song just a little bit of your heart by ariana? :) love your writing by the way!”

A/N: So I said a while ago that I enjoy writing imagines based on songs and/or poems and things of that sort. So my next upcoming imagines will probably all be requested songs that you guys sent me! I might do a part 2 for this one but idk. Let me know y'all

I don’t feel the need to know who you’re with

Roses were always your favorite no matter how cliche it was. The petals were soft yet depending on the rose, sometimes they had thorns on the stem. Thorns that could make you bleed the same way love did. You normally hated poetry, and romantic comparisons or things of that sort, but the fact that roses were so beautiful yet sometimes so painful to touch, the same way love was, it was just interesting to you. And somehow someone knew this. Someone knew you liked roses, someone knew you enjoyed the sunset colored ones with the petals you’d rub your thumb against. For the past few months or so someone had been sending you roses every couple weesk. One week it was a huge bouquet of orangey pink petals with a note hidden behind the thorns that you always thought would say something but it never did. Usually just a heart would be drawn on the tiny piece of paper, and occasionally there’d be numbers written on the note, but you never know what it meant. They were long numbers usually, with no spaces in between. You thought this secret admirer of yours was sweet at first and you had kept some of the flowers in vases, but you tended to get tired of it considering they wouldn’t tell you who they were. Your friends had told you it was probably an old friend from high school, and that just irritated you even more. Either way it wouldn’t matter anyway because your heart was already taken.

A close friend of yours had mutual friends with someone who somehow ended up introducing you to Shawn Mendes, and you immediately fell in love just like the rest of the world did whenever they heard his voice. You felt a little pathetic for succumbing to the worlds way of falling for the same guy every other girl had fallen for, but you couldn’t help it. You understood easily why everyone drooled over him. It didn’t matter anyway, he seemed to be preoccupied with his music or other girls which was understandable. You had surprisingly talked to him often, snapchatting and texting small talk. He was a friend, and you hated it. You wanted to be more than friends. You tried not to flirt a lot, you never asked him about his past girlfriends, and you tried not to talk too much about where he went on those lonely Friday nights at 3am after an award show or something. You secretly cared and you always wished he’d come to you whenever he was looking for a little extra attention on those nights, but he never did. You figured because of the fact that you didn’t talk to him about those things, maybe he would like you, maybe he’d seem excited about the fact that he was talking to a girl who didn’t only care about how good he was in bed, or how much money he was making. You assumed most girls only cared about those things, but you didn’t. And you tried your hardest to make it appear that way, and you tried hard to show that you cared for him. But apparently he wasn’t getting that message, and it continued to break your heart, so you-not even caring anymore at this point- threw away another bouquet of roses that you wished were from Shawn.

Just a little bit of your heart, is all I want

“Yeah, they’re all freaking out because I haven’t posted a picture or anything, it’s kinda funny.” Shawn laughed lightly as he told you about his new tattoo that his fans felt teased by since he hadn’t posted about it. He was right about his fans, and you remember seeing plenty of comments and tweets talking about how much of a tease Shawn was. It was all true, and you wished it wasn’t. There were so many times you wondered if Shawn was flirting with you, and he’d give you tiny bits of what it was like to be with him, only to rip it away from you by taking two days to respond to a simple text, or not talking to you with the same tone. He really was a tease and it drove you crazy. You were currently wrapped up in your thoughts as you looked out the window next to you, watching the busy lives of strangers on the street. You wondered who else was going through what you felt, who else had such strong feelings for someone who didn’t feel the same. The day had taken an unexpected turn and you ended up walking into this fancy restaurant for dinner after work because you felt like you deserved it. It was the weekend after all so why not? You had posted about it on Twitter or something and almost two minutes later Shawn favorited your tweet, and texted you saying he was in that area. So here he was now, sitting across from you with food in front of him. You wanted to call this a date, but of course you didn’t and you assumed it was just a friendly dinner with a good friend. That’s what adults do all the time right? He was chewing on his finger, and that button up dress shirt he was wearing complimented his hazel eyes, along with those curls of his that needed to be cut. You scratched the back of your neck and forced yourself to stop looking at him and to finish your food.

“You okay? Do you not like your food? You can have some of mine if you want or something.” He caught you off guard and his voice melted in you ears like honey being poured into a sweet cup of tea.

“Oh no, I’m fine. I like my food, I’m okay! Thank you though.” You smiled at his kindness to share with you and you shoved some more of your food into your mouth. You really did like what was on your plate, you just found yourself struggling to concentrate on anything when Shawn Mendes was sitting in front of you. You don’t remember being so flustered just by being with him. You’ve been friends with him for some time now and you had talked to him millions of times without getting this nervous. Your feelings were blooming like flowers in the spring, and you wished so badly you could reach across the table to grab him. Grab his face, and kiss him. Grab his chest, to feel his heartbeat. The insides of his heart were most likely just as beautiful as his face. You knew him, and you knew his personality was amazing but you didn’t know him enough, and all you wanted was just even a tiny piece of his heart to learn about. What does he think about when he can’t sleep? Who does he think about the most? His family? His friends? His fans? Himself? Another girl? You chewed on your now cold food and continued to wonder these things, and think these thoughts as he kept talking about who knows what now. You weren’t even listening anymore.

I heard a little love, is better than none

Wind blew around your hair as you walked up to your house, and right as you placed your foot on the step to your door, you almost completely crushed a single rose with your shoe. If you didn’t love flowers so much you wouldn’t have stopped yourself and you would’ve stomped all over the damn rose until it was in pieces. Although you were head over heels for someone else, it was still a little sweet to you that this other stranger was still sending you flowers. But today, you were going to end it. You picked up the rose and walked into your house, placing it on the kitchen table. You pulled out your phone and went to Twitter, you figured this secret admirer of yours was following you ( or so you hoped ) so why not post about this, and ask them to stop sending you roses? You started typing but from the corner of your eye, something caught your attention. You hadn’t even noticed before but there was a small note attached to the stem of the rose like usual, but this time it wasn’t just a heart or some numbers. There were actual words written on the small piece of paper. You almost dropped your phone, picking up the note and tearing it off the little string tied around the stem.

“Don’t forget me, and I won’t forget you.” 6317

What the hell is that supposed to mean?? Next to the one sentence there were numbers written. No lines, no dashes. You re read the sentence and stared at the number trying to figure out what kind of game this person was playing. You looked at the numbers one more time before realizing what the date was today. It was June 4th, 2017, and yesterday was June 3rd. 6/3/17 was yesterday. Right? The numbers had to be a date, what else could it be? You were confused and frustrated either way, so you decided to finish your tweet.

“If you’re sending me roses, please either tell me who you are or just stop. Its very nice of you, but this game is getting tiring.”

You hit send and the tweet was officially posted to everyone. You hung the note on your fridge, hoping maybe you could eventually tell who’s hand writing it was. It was sloppy cursive, that you could barely read at first. You didn’t know anyone who wrote like that, did you? You tried to forget about it and see if anyone responded to your tweet. You figured you’d wait to see if you received anymore roses this week or the next. So you ended your day by placing that red rose into a vase near your window, admiring it as much as your secret admirer admired you.

And I’ll still be a fool for you

The sun woke you, as you turned over to get more comfortable, your bed was always your favorite place to be. But now the sun was keeping you awake and so you reached to your nightstand grabbing your phone, to do the daily social media check. You scrolled through Instagram, Snapchat, and finally Twitter. You scrolled through people tweeting about Shawn’s upcoming tour which saddened you a little to know that he was going to be leaving soon. You guessed it didn’t really matter anyway though right? Without even thinking about it you clicked on Shawn’s Twitter account, just to see what he was up to. He hasn’t texted you or talked to you since you two had lunch the other day. You scrolled down, to see his most recent tweet and you almost dropped your phone on your face.

“Don’t forget me, and I won’t forget you.”

He literally tweeted the same thing that was written on your note. You sat up and rubbed your eyes, looking at the tweet again. People tweeted him back asking him if that was a new song lyric or something and you just sat there, eyes wide. The stranger sending you roses couldn’t have been Shawn, there was no way. Maybe he just found the same quote your secret admirer found. Your brain was tired but you slowly were trying to put the pieces together. And so you ran down stairs to the trash can in the kitchen looking for more notes with numbers on them. After digging through mini pizza boxes and used tissues, you pulled out two notes from several weeks back. One note had the numbers 52217. May 22nd 2017. May 22nd, was the day Shawn came over to play you an idea he had for a song. You remember this because you pretty much marked in your calendar whenever you spent time with him, but if you were so in love with him how could you be so blind? The other note you found read the numbers 43017. April 30th 2017.. What happened April 30th? You pulled out your phone and looked at your calendar to see if there were any events marked, and of course there was. April 30th was one of Shawn’s shows you attended, and you brought him roses, you were starting to remember now because he used the roses to give out to some fans after the show, and you thought it was so sweet, you weren’t even angry that he got rid of your roses. Roses.

Reality was hitting you hard, and it all made sense now. Shawn had remembered these days just like you did. It was Saturday morning, 8am and Shawn was probably already on his plane to who knows where, you couldn’t even remember where his tour was starting. You texted him a couple times and called, but there was no reply. You stared at the notes on the table in front of you wondering how you were going to handle this. This whole time you thought you knew but you really had no idea. You wondered if Shawn felt angry at you now for your tweet, or if he felt bad. You didn’t know but either way there was one thing you did know, and that was that no matter how far away Shawn was from you, you’d never forget him, and no matter how many roses you threw away, your heart would still belong to him, and it probably always would.


“Thank you for the ride home.” The woman hesitates, studying Westley’s face for clues, but his dark, hazel eyes reveal nothing. “Would you… Would you like to come upstairs?” she smiles, her voice as sweet and smooth as honey.

Westley blinks, his mind churning with excuses. In all honesty, he had expected this. Tonight marks their fourth date, and he would have been disappointed if she hadn’t suggested it. But even so, Eugenia, or Gena as she prefers to be called, still feels like a stranger to him, and the idea of sleeping with her seems somehow hollow and unsatisfying.

“You don’t have to,” the brunette frowns, a slight pout in her words. “I just thought… It might be fun…”

“I’d love to,” Westley cuts her off with an abrupt kiss. “Just let me grab my phone.”

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  • Dan Howell: Wow guys all you ever want to see is Phil and I hanging out, jeeze
  • Us: That's not true, we enjoy your solo videos
  • Dan, shaking his head: Haha I can't believe you guys, oh well here's our joint gaming channel
  • Us: This is really cool tha-
  • Dan: FINE, I guess we'll have to go on a tour seeming as you INSIST on us doing everything together
  • Us: ...
  • Dan: WOW we really have no other friends, jeeze guys it would be GREAT if you let me hang out with other people, nevermind I guess I'll just HAVE to make another video with Phil

anonymous asked:

Anybody in adoption au telling momma May that they're not straight

“anybody” B) 

from the Let Us Love series 

~1500 words 

read on AO3 

Eleven-year-old Jemma paces back and forth in the living room, her breathing measured, her hands wringing. She thought about just telling May first, or telling Fitz, but she wants this out in the open. It’s easiest to just rip it off like a bandaid.

“Is it something bad?” Skye asks nervously, sat between May and Fitz on the couch. Antoine is sitting in the recliner, rocking it back and forth.

“No,” Jemma quickly says, then stops, winces, and keeps pacing. “I mean, I- I don’t think so.”

“Whatever it is,” May says, “we’ll deal with it as a family.”

“I don’t know if it’s something to be ‘dealt with’ per se.”


“It’s just- I’m just a little nervous, that’s all.”

“Spit it out, Jem,” Skye whines, sliding down into a slump. “Fairly OddParents is about to come on.”

Fitz smacks her lightly. “Sh-She can take her time.”

Jemma shoots him a grateful smile, and then stops pacing, facing them all. “Okay. Okay, well, see—” She lets out a small huff, gives a decisive nod, and then continues, “There’s this girl I like.”

She’s met with blank stares, and she shakes her head and starts again.

“I mean- Really like.” She motions with her hands. “Like like.”

“Oh,” May says.

Jemma continues before anyone can say any more, “And it hasn’t just been a one-time thing. It’s happened before, this isn’t just an isolated incident or anything. I put the evidence together and I came to the conclusion that I like girls.”

“So—” May starts.

“So you’re gay?” Antoine asks.

“No,” Jemma says. “I like boys, too. I’m- um—” She puffs herself up a bit, ready to take whatever might come. “I’m bi.”

“What’s that mean?” Fitz asks, his brows scrunching together.

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How about we all agree to not have any more serious relationship drama happen to me for a few weeks? So my friendships and family relationships will all just be good and I can enjoy chats again without these constant looming worries in the back of my mind…please.

Originally posted by jeonbase

Yay, this one is the last one for today and it’s no surprise that it’s Cartoonz!!
I’ll hopefully try to keep going cuz I’m honestly out of ideas and I’m gonna let you guys tell me what you want to see me draw in the bbs.
Who will it be? Will it go prefect? Or look terribly bad but still art XD, just message,inbox or whatever to tell me who to draw next.
Enjoy this for now guys see u nerds later💕

Face Day

I give up on trying to give the title clever names.

Thank you all so much for being here when I needed it at ungodly hours of the night. You guys deserve a happy chapter, so have some things that a bunch of Anons requested. Pretty shippy, lots of exploring the different faces. If you get squeamish about mouth exploration then just read until Reader is laying in bed with Sans and like, skip till the small paragraph that starts with “His teeth.”

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Warnings: Face exploration, trying to figure out magic logic, lots of personal headcanons, a kiss, magic tongue is back.

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Hey guys.  I hope you’re all doing well.  I just wanted to let you know that I’m going to be stepping back from this website for a little while.  While I probably won’t be leaving it completely (I enjoy the fresh memes too much lmao), lately my mental health has been going downhill and this website has not been helping and has sometimes been harming.  I love you all and if you want to stay in contact with me and don’t already have info, send me a message!

With love

me asking mom: sits guys ft. dadzy
  • mom: is't it about time you show me more voltage guys?
  • me: oh yeah. is it ok if it's a new game?
  • mom: no probs, the fresher the guys are the younger i feel.
  • me: ...you sound old
  • mom: shut up.
  • me: okay let's just go to the guys
  • kyohei
  • mom: my dear God. why is he dressed like that
  • me: yeah. sexy right
  • mom: yeah. but he doesn't work out does he?
  • me: huh? well he WORKS OUT ON BED realllllll good
  • mom: so he's a pervert
  • me: sexy pervert yes.
  • mom: he doesn't have abs.
  • me: ...mom *hugs kyo(phone)*
  • mom: i'm telling the truth kay
  • me: you're so mean to my kyo!
  • mom: next guy next guy next guyy
  • me: hey! you're dodging my-
  • mom: *already in character selection* what did you say just now?
  • me: ...nevermind
  • iori
  • mom: ......
  • me: what? you're gonna make fun of him too?
  • mom: ...one word. boring businessman
  • me: i thought i told you to stop the businessman thing!
  • mom: can't help it though.
  • me: he ain't a businessman
  • mom: yeah sure. his clothes are similar to the one before btw
  • me: oh i haven't mention all the guys here are in a boyband! *daydreaming of super junior*
  • mom: cool. i bet they would make your super junior obsession gone
  • me: nah. i'll like them forever
  • mom: you spend way too much money for them, i wish you'd just spend more money for voltage so i could enjoy them too
  • me: *sigh*...
  • kota
  • mom: let me guess. your fave?
  • mom: it isn't often that you like cute ones.
  • me: he isn't cute at the start mom, but then he's cute and now i looooove him to death and if you ever like him i'm gonna-
  • mom: i get it. i don't like him
  • mom: man. if i say i like him then you'll be mad and if i don't you're gonna..
  • me: forbid you from accessing my phone! MUHAHA
  • mom: that's even worse than what i thought!
  • me: what were you thinking then?
  • mom: you're gonna make me buy taylor swift and super junior merch
  • me: i'll make you do both!
  • mom: next guy please.please,pleaseeeeee
  • me: but i've got a blank space momzy *pen click sound*, and i'll write that down
  • nagito
  • mom: oooh. this one is cute- wait he's not one of your bias?
  • me: nah. he is KOTA's bffff though
  • mom: awhh those cuties as bffs
  • me: but he's only cute out-
  • mom: i'll take him~~
  • me: great yeah...why are you often attracted to perv-
  • mom: his biceps though *dreamy sigh*
  • me: he's kyo's bestie in pervy stuffs though
  • mom: wait what? kyo was the no abs guy right?
  • me: yeah and HEYYY! he's the producer of the band mommm
  • mom: kyo has a pervy face but him. what a two faced jerk-
  • me: no he isn't!
  • mom: how could you know? his route hasn't even came out yet!
  • me: well..uh..many people loves him in tumblr!
  • mom: i still don't believe it
  • me: tay merch.
  • mom: next guy...
  • me: i never go out of style, i NEVER go OUT.OF.STYLE.
  • takashi
  • me: you're so loud mom!
  • dad: i heard you screaming what's going on?
  • me: nah, it's okay. just...fangirling
  • mom: ......
  • dad: kay, don't scream too loud okay, it's midnight
  • me: mom. what were you thinking just now?
  • mom: ...
  • me: mom. what's wrong?
  • mom: ...this guy...looks like...
  • me: your next mistake, love's a game wanna playyy? *my jokes aren't funny oops.*
  • mom: my ex.
  • me: ...really...
  • me: it's April the 5th, not the 1st...
  • mom: yeahh...but the look on your face was a LOL
  • me: ...i trusted you...
  • mom: come on, if he was my ex then why am i with your dad now?
  • me: ouch. that hurts..
  • *dad sneezes*
  • me: see what you did just now?
  • mom: sorry honeyy. haha
  • me: you better be. if he's not my dad then i would have never met kota mom.
  • mom: maybe kid..maybe.
  • me: kota! be frickin real and wait for me!!!
  • mom: i would definitely hook one up with you because you never had a boy-
  • me: YOU TALK TOO MUCH, NEXT GUY! OH WAIT. we're done...
I’ve Been Going Crazy, Don’t Want to Waste Another Minute Here.

Pairing(s): Nicomaki, Nozoeli, Kotoumi *hinted*.

Words: 3400.

Rating: T.

Summary: Just a glimpse of BiBi working at Hot Topic. All them trying to get through the last bit of their shift, but not before dealing with relationship drama & your nerd friends first.

Notes: So here it is guys, the first of my many one-shots for my Mall Rats AU. It took me a little bit to try & write this, but it’s finally finished! I plan on writing another one in the next few days, so be on the lookout for that! I’d like to thank both @theasteroid-blues​ & @nishiklno​ for giving this a look over, you’re both saints! If anyone needs a refresher on what my AU is about, you can find it linked here! If I made any grammar/spelling errors, I’ll correct them later.

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Birthday (day)

Happy birthday to me! Today’s my birthday, so I wanted to do something special. So I wrote you guys a Sans Days. Shout out to infrequently-blue for some Soul head canons, ask-handdrawnbatandzach for some magic ideas, all of the anons with amazing thoughts, and you, for reading my fic. I love you guys.

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Warnings: Kissing, mouse, snake, Souls, BIRTHDAYYYYYYY

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5sos Preference: Cuddles
  • Calum: his arm was snaked around your waist in attempt to keep you close to his body. "I didn't know the weather was going to get cold.." he mumbled quietly. You shrugged, "I thought this camping thing was a good idea--" he chuckled lightly "Guess I should have checked the weather first."
  • Luke: "Come back" he whined, his arm extended across the bed in attempt to reach your waist to bring you back. "Luke-- we have things to do today" you reminded him. He smirked, trying just a little bit harder to reach you and when he succeeded you let out a little squeel in laughter. "Okay-- we can cuddle just a little bit longer." you sighed in defeat.
  • Ashton: "Come here babe" he grinned, extending out his arm waiting for you to fill the space next to him on the couch. "It's been such a long day at work" You sighed, plopping down on the couch and curled up to his side. "Wanna talk about it?" he questioned quietly, kissing the top of your head before tightening his arm around you. "No-i just need silence" you mumbled. he smiled "I can give you that-- and a few cuddles too"
  • Michael: His choice of movie night is watching horror movies-- even though you are terrified of them. "I can't believe you are making me watch the conjuring" you grumbled, your hands covering your eyes in attempt not see what's happening. He pulled you closer, letting out a small laugh "I'll protect you babe" he stated quietly.
  • A/N: I hope you guys enjoy these! Feedback is welcome! Please tell me how they are! I like hearing your opinions, and if you have ideas please let me know! xxx -A

anonymous asked:

Guy on the bus eating grape seeds. Guy across him asks why. "They make you smarter. Tell you what, I'll let you have three for $20, that's the recommended first time dose." Guy across says "Okay, here's the $20." "And here are your grape seeds. Enjoy!" Three grape seeds and several foul faces later, the guy across asks "But I could have just bought $20 worth of grapes at the grocery store and eaten the seeds in those!" Guy replies "Excellent, the seeds are taking effect already."