id tell you i love but then id have to kill you

Just a movie, babe (S.M. smut)

A/N: Okay i actually got myself aroused while writing oh my gawd! its smutty as fuck. ENJOY!

Shawn’s P.O.V.

I unlock the door and open it, and before I can even get a foot in the door I hear Y/n’s voice yelling.

“Shawn! oh thank god” not a second later i see her running towards the door…towards me terror on her face. I drop my jacket and keys so she can run into my arms. “WHAT! Whats the matter babe!?” I ask, panic in my voice. She wraps her arms around my neck and hold her tighter than i’ve ever held anything in my life. 

“I just watched that movie with that psycho hockey player!” she cried out….her face is still hidden my neck but I let go of her waist. My facial expression instantly changes from anxious to blank. 

“Friday the 13th” I correct her. 

“yeaaah. oh my god i’m so glad you’re home Shawnie i was so scared here alone” she whimpers. “get off of me” I chuckle, backing away from her and picking up the items I dropped a second ago. 

“what? nooo you’re suppose to protect me!” she gasped. “From…Netflix? its just a movie babe” I shake my head and make my way the refrigerator to grab a bottle of water. “for a second there i thought you were a good boyfriend” she pouts while locking the door and walking into the kitchen after me. I look down at her and she rolls her eyes, taking the water bottle from my hands and drinking a sip. “For a second there i thought you were actually in danger. And would a bad boyfriend let you steal their water?” I smirk before taking the bottle back. I take a sip but almost spill some on myself when pokes me in the side.

“jerk! id like to see you sit through a scary movie without feeling the least bit paranoid” she challenged.

“Let’s watch one tonight then”

“Hell no! i’m already freake-”

“I’m here now so I wont let a hockey player or anyone else get my girl” I know she loves it when I call her that. I see her fighting back the smile it always causes. “okay fine but i swear to god if you try to scare me later on i’m going to strangle you” she squints her eyes to try and intimidate me but all it does is make it even harder for me to take her serious. She so short and doe eyed, its really hard for me to be scared of her. 

45 minutes later

“Shawn you’re supposed to be watching this” she giggled pushing my hand away from her thigh. “Id rather be doing this though” I smirk, moving my hand back to her leg and leaving a wet kiss on her collarbone. She sighs with a smile and crosses her arms. “i shouldn’t let you even sit on the same couch as me considering you told me to get off of you earlier” she teased

“haha y/n” I started “but remember what happened before that?”

“You were holding me?” she guessed, looking over at me.

“Yeah. I thought something was wrong and that-….I don’t know” I ran a hand through my hair, reliving that moment when my heart felt like it was going to explode from how fast it was beating.

What would you have done if there was a real killer in here?” she questioned. 

“I usually say violence isn’t the answer but I guess i’d have to kill him” I laugh. I see her eyes turn a bit darker and she took a deep breath. “….did that turn you on or something?” I joke. She doesn’t verbally answer but she guides my hand back to her thigh, and then further up to one of my favorite places on her body. I start rubbing her thought her pajama shorts and judging by how soft she feels right now, i’m one hundred percent positive she isn’t wearing panties. 

She bites her lip and whimpers while pressing my hand harder into her. With her other hand she pulls her shorts to the side and waits for me to do the rest. I rub for a few more seconds to make sure she’s absolutely dripping for me.

I finally have her where I want her and by now she’s almost at her peak. I take two of my fingers and wet them in my mouth before sliding them inside her. Her mouth is hanging open, a look of disbelief on her face. “sh- shawaann” she gasped. I shake my head “I know I know, that was really dirty” I chuckle, still pumping in and out of her.

 “mmm baby’ve never done that…that was h-hot” she struggled through her moans. “fuck” I grunt before pulling away from her and undoing my belt and zipper quicker than I ever have before. Without me having to tell her, she swung a leg over me and pulled her shorts to the side once again. She pulls my hard-on out of my boxers and runs her thumb over the head of it. 

“aahh baby..fuck ride me” I groan

She sinks down on me, the material of her shorts are out of the way but still add some friction every time she comes back down. Her hands find my hair and I can feel my climax building with every stroke. My hands grip her ass and i help move her up and down. “nnh shawnie right there..” she whimpers. I guide her face to my neck and she begins nibbling at my jaw line. She picks up the pace for a second before pulling me out almost all the way. She’s teasing me

“ don’t you fucking stop y/n” I growl in her ear. She starts to grind again but this time, she starts to lose her rhythm. She’s close, so am I.

“i’m almost there baby oooh fuck…yes” she nods at me and i’m assuming she feels the same. Just when I feel her clench around me, I lose it. I throw my head back and squeeze her ass just enough to make her really feel it.

  I’m moaning out her name along with a list of profanities, she’s riding out her high and when I glance down I can see her biting on her finger. I could cum again just watching her. My breathing evens out and even though we’ve both finished, she’s still slowly grinding on me. She leans forward and kisses me with so much passion, it makes me smile. 

I just love her so much.

I grab her waist to stop her movements because my dick is way too sensitive right now. “another go?” she chirps. “give me like 20 minutes babe”

We laugh and she pulls herself off of me, shifting her attention to the tv to catch the last scene of that damn movie.

Day 1: My room turned into a ocean. I swear I found fishes and sharks swarming into my lungs. Or maybe that was the remains of you trying not to escape but desperately needing to
Day 2: You weren’t at school today and I should’ve been happy, I was more sad
Day 3: I thought I was ready to move on, then I saw you with her.
Day 4: We haven’t spoken in days now. My mind thinks its being shoved off a cliff.
Day 5: I wish it would just hit the bottom
Day 6: This will be the first weekend we dont hang out. I know you’ll be seeing her and I know youll be smiling without me. I’m trying hard to learn how to too
Day 7: I asked you for help on a history assignment and you replied with “Ask Amber im busy”. I texted back: “Tell Emma I said hi”
Day 8: You posted a video with her on the only social media site you have. When I saw it I erupted. I spewed lava every where, oh god its every where
Day 9: My mom made me sleep next to her on the couch. She was afraid I would try and do something like I did two years ago when another guy tore up my heart. I actually had thought about it
Day 10: I slept in your sweatshirt one last time so i can feel myself engulfed in you. I know you wanted them back so I had to feel you and smell you one last time.
Day 11: I gave you all of your stuff back and you thought I looked like a warrior but really I went home and tried getting you out of my bloodstream
Day 12: when will my eyes stop flowing?
Day 13: I snuck out with a boy and smoked weed on his couch. He talked about love and how much it hurt. I only pictured you.
Day 14: I woke up next to that same boy and I woke up screaming. The boy was worried and confused but I knew why I screamed. I imagined you laying with another girl on your couch. I ran out of his house so fast you’d think Id be better at running from you.
Day 15: Its spring break and im with my best friend and your with her and i swear i can feel you tracing her spine the way you used to trace mine
Day 16: I ignored your birthday and it felt worse than the puking i did that night
Day 17: Im treading icy water while you’re swimming away from me, I guess I just hope you’ll loop around and find your way back to the shattered, but still there, us
Day 18: I don’t remember the sound of your voice I don’t remember the color of your eyes I don’t remember your the taste of your lips
Day19: No amount of screaming gets your name out of my head
Day 20: I got on a plane today and when we took off I swear i almost walked to the door and started flying
Day 21: They say it takes 21 days fo break a habit but I think I just manage to fall more in love with a greedy monster
Day 22: I saw you today and wished you a happy late birthday and promised we’d watch the third Hobbit together. I’m beginning to hate myself more
Day 23: Its the end of the month maybe next month won’t be filled with thoughts of you and killing myself. i think im beginning to be over you
Day 24: april fools
Day 25: i think i understand now. when you first told me you loved me your mouth curled up on the edges, two days before you left when i gave my bare self to you your mouth was a straight line when saying i love you
Day 26: if you’re trying to kill me its working
Day 27: i woke up this morning to my blankets and pillows piled in a corner in my room. its something s ghost would do to make his presence known. im haunting myself. or maybe its the ghost of us tsking over my body
Day 28: its almost been a month since you told me it was never me. i almost texted you happy easter but i saw those text messages and just got angry
Day 29: I hate that you act like you didnt break my heart. i hate that you think im fine that im not writing a shit poem sbout your shit personality
Day 30: thirty days since you’ve wanted me. thirty days since i told you i love you. thirty days since you’ve slipped from my fingers. i tried catching you. you’ve been gone far too long. thirty days is too long
Day 31: i had a nightmare last night about you. you told me you loved me and kissed my forehead. i woke up breathing heavily and shaking. i want you out of my life
Day 32: running on no sleep isn’t fun
Day 33: ive been awake for over 50 hours in fear that ill see you in my dreams again. i cant risk that. it hurts so much. get out of my head
Day 34: my mother told me that love will do this. that its cruel and torturous and breaks you into such little pieces not even yourself can pick up all the pieces. you know where they all are, please come back and pick them up
Day 35: i talked to another guy last night we stayed up late and he asked me questions about you. we were sober so it wasn’t easy spitting up vowels and similies and euphemisms explaining the empty feeling in my chest after you left
Day 36: fuck if i stopped seeing you everyday i swear id be over you.
Day 37: my knee didnt touch your leg like it used it i promise i didnt do that fuck
Day 38: you told me that the wrinkles on my leg bothered you when i sat down. thats not what you said when we were trying not to get caught in the back of your car
Day 39: you told me you’d take me to prom and in two days itll just be another day you promised to spend with me. its funny how our plans turned to dust in a matter of seconds after cleaning
Day 40: the thunderstorm of us was inside of you and maybe that why it felt so close. i keep counting the seconds between the boom and light hoping you arent moving away buy i fear that you are already letting others feel your storm. the plants you grew are dying. maybe you should come back to water them
Day 41: ten days since its been a month since you left. i cried at prom because all i could look for in the crowd was you.
Day 42: i got so drunk all i could see was your face. the guy i fucked kept telling me his name wasn’t yours. i just screamed and cried because you’re all i still think about despite your efforts to continue to push me away
Day 43: i should be getting high today but if i do ill just write more and think more about a guy who will never care
Day 44: i think im trying to gain feelings for someone else because it’ll make moving on from you easier. im afraid to write that it hasnt
Day 45: you traces my leg like you used to. it was like dandelion tea. it made my insides fill with happiness. you’re my yellow paint.
Day 46: Van Gogh used to eat yellow paint because he thought it would put happiness inside him. He would consume it everyday in the hopes that it would bring his sadness to rest despite the fact that it could kill him first. i gues you were my yellow paint emphasis on the were. see im not going to write about you anymore, because when i write you down im under the impression that you’ll stay with the words but you don’t. this is the last sentence I’ll ever write about you

(aphobia cw, violence cw, suicidal ideation/suicide baiting cw, abuse cw)

About the ‘don’t tell anyone you’re ace, it’s tmi’. I’m aroace. I went through almost every single queer identity before finding it  because, like most aroaces, ‘i’m equally attracted to all genders’ coupled with ‘i don’t know asexuality is a thing’ led me to believe i might be bi, pan, poly. bi ace, aro bi, lesbian? ace lesbian? just ace? etc etc etc. in fact, for a while i was biflux, but i have identified as aroace for the last 3 years. Anyway, i think these people know that cis straight people absolutely single you out if you don’t show attraction the opposite binary gender- say, if you’re a girl, and you never speak about finding guys attractive, men you’re crushing on, men you’re dating, men you’re interested in dating, male celebrity crushes, your sex life with men, your imagined sex life with men, your past with men, your exes etc etc etc then you will be singled out as queer. these are literal everyday questions that people face every single day. in every day conversations people will say 'wow look at that guy, what do you think?’ 'do you have a boyfriend?’ 'ugh my ex just texted me, exes are the worst. what’s up with your love life?’ eeeetc. ace people don’t show attraction to the opposite binary gender, and like lesbian and gay people, it’s fucking hard to lie about it. this is forgoing even romantic identities. after not showing adequate attraction to the opposite binary gender, straight people will see us as gay/lesbian (because ace/aro aren’t labels more people are familiar with, and most people who don’t show attraction the opposite binary gender ARE gay/lesbian) and wait for us to show attraction the SAME binary gender. when that doesn’t come, they’re like…well, they’re either a closeted lesbian, or just some weird type of queer that i don’t understand/don’t have a name for. i mean, clearly they’re not attracted to men?

For me, id'ing as every queer id but aro/ace, has led me to become accepted by peers, THANKFULLY. when i stopped mentioning i was attracted to people of any gender, realized i wasn’t, that i had been pretending for the vast majority of my life, people, OF COURSE, asked what the deal was. had i 'gone full lesbian’ (i know, straight people are a trip, as if you can choose your orientation/s, and what does 'full’ even mean, smh), that i could tell them, etc etc. when i confided in them i wasn’t interested in anyone- boys, girls, enbys- the violence i faced was indescribable. these people, these people who had been supportive of me, suddenly had it in their heads that i was…horrible, because i couldn’t feel something so human. and they were violent. because of my orientation. i’m not going to go into details of my abuse. people who are trying to make sure i’m excluded from safe communities that could have saved my life at the time don’t get to hear about that, especially since they were the reason i didn’t seek help from them. i was left alone, and i’m lucky i’m here

listen, aro/ace people face discrimination from cis straight people (i’m mentioning cis straight because straight trans people do not benefit from straight privilege but ofc cis aroaces are not discriminated against under cisnormativity, but heteronormativity) for both not showing attraction the opposite binary gender, and for feeling attraction to no gender. the only way to go about the threat of facing violence, stigma, discrimination etc, is literally by LYING. CONSTANTLY LYING. Lying that, again, if you’re a girl, you DO find men attractive, consistently agreeing with your straight girl friends when they mention it, inventing stories, inventing dates, inventing boyfriends, inventing sex stories, flirting, being on alert all the time lest you say something that 'gives you away’, always feeling like a fucking outsider but having to lie through your teeth to avoid violence.

people saying 'don’t come out as ace but to partners’ are perpetuating fucking violence. you want us to keep lying, pretending to be straight in order to not discriminated against, verbally/physically abused, etc? fuck off with that?

also, not all aces have partners. romantic partners are not the be all and end of all of people’s lives. aros generally don’t have romantic partners. you can’t tell someone 'lie about who you are so you’re not abused, only tell your romantic/sexual partner because they’re the only ones that are allowed to know you in your entirety’. Society doesn’t 'assume you’re straight until you get a partner of the same gender’, it assumes you’re straight until you don’t show exclusive attraction to people of the opposite gender, until you don’t show yourself to be straight (yes this can include getting a partner of the opposite gender). There’s no way an aro/ace, regardless of romantic id, can go about this world without being targeted as queer/not straight by straight people, unless they are making an active, every day effort to lie about their feelings. This is the same with literally every other queer/non straight orientation, which is why bi people don’t have straight privilege even in an 'opposite’ gender elationship.

also, to the people complaining that it’s a 'legitimate concern’ and it’s 'trash to say otherwise’ or w/e fucking else, which sparked me being so livid ('aces saying we don’t have a right to say this are 'insert insult’- not only are they, i’m willing to bet, not ace, and therefore don’t have a fucking say, but even if they WERE, they wouldn’t have a fucking say more than a lesbian could tell another lesbian 'hey don’t come out to anyone but your gf it’s tmi and this is a legit concern lol. instead lie about being straight so you’re safe from bigots, even if it kills you inside’. It’s wrong and bigoted. and staying silent can’t protect aros/aces more no more than staying silent can protect gay/lesbian/bi/pan/poly/omni/fluid etc people.

thanks for listening, i hope this was educational to the bigoted people, and if they’re reading this- i’m a survivor and this is very raw, i’ve been gaslighted to hell and back by 'exclusionists’ on this website who found my posts talking about my ace experiences, who sent me death threats, who literally suicide baited me for talking about my experiences- i hope this reaches you so you see how wrong you are the damage you’re doing, but if it does and you’re compelled to ANSWER or even COMMENT on it, don’t. don’t fucking touch it. have a modicum of respect, because that could send me spiralling in a very ugly way- and i’m saying this publicly because i’m sure if i didn’t say it’s very, very precarious for my mental heatlh, i’d get ugly comments on it, but hopefully being publicly asked NOT TO send me down a path i almost didn’t come back from deters potential abusers

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OKAY IM WRITING THIS BEFORE I FORGET. this is lowkey out of order too oops

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dipper and fiddleford

this is a post about dipper and fiddleford


dipper and fiddleford share a lot of qualities such as

  • interest in puzzles
  • problem-solvers
  • anxiety prone
  • issues with self image
  • think ford is
  • overly dramatic
  • theyre both trans

also id like to share these images


over the course of the series these two interact a lot and their relationship evolves from attempted murder to attempting murder together on a third party and i love it

the legend of the gobblewonker - at first dipper is frustrated and disappointed with fiddleford because he wanted a real monster and instead got a robot. fiddleford’s instinct is to chase the kids and soos with said robot, perhaps to keep up the charade, or perhaps because he was worried they’d report him to the police or something. we may never know the deepest workings of his mind. 

summerween - in summerween, dipper begs fiddleford not to blow out the candle and fiddleford doesn’t listen, showing a lack of respect on his part

bottomless pit! - the next time they meet, fiddleford is eager to help dipper for seemingly no reason, although some factors probably/might include:

  • he’s lonely and will help anyone who spends time with him
  • he feels bad for trying to kill dipper and his sister
  • he’s generally a helpful person and he had nothing better to do
  • the last time he ignored dipper he got headbutted
  • he likes kids

dipper is angry with fiddleford but strangely trusting at the same time, drinking his strange potion without worrying of the consequences. similarly fiddleford gives dipper a potion that he claims could be fatal, showing that he perhaps isn’t 100% invested in dipper’s success, further supported by his total lack of remorse when he learns his invention backfired

carpet diem - dipper once again is frustrated with fiddleford and refers to him as a “weird old man” but doesn’t really object to him until he starts to threaten cannibalism

land before swine - in this episode, fiddleford refers to the pineses as his friends, possibly meaning that he assumes they are friends since dipper referred to him as “pal”. he considers them close enough to trust and for their death to be undesirable. when dipper and his family start fighting, fiddleford tries to intervene by showing that he fixed their lantern. unlike in carpet diem, dipper doesn’t kick fiddleford out when he threatens their livelihood (attracting the attention of the dinosaur) and asks fiddleford to use an invention to help them and fiddleford tries but is ultimately unable to. in addition, dipper is visibly upset when mcgucket gets eaten by the dinosaur. this shows a progression in their relationship in which each of them is willing to help the other even though dipper can’t really do much to help

society of the blind eye - now i know i yell about this all the time but listen. here’s the episode where dipper finally expresses interest in helping fiddleford and yes i know it’s only because he thinks he’s the author at first but as the episode goes on he becomes genuinely invested in helping get fiddleford’s memories back and shows that he cares about his situation (he lives in a hut and talks to animals thanks to you! dont you feel bad about that?). he like actually believes that the society of the blind eye really messed with him and is like “thats not cool. we gotta stop that” and fiddleford. fiddleford rescues dipper and his family from captivity and literally takes a memory bullet for dipper even though he has no idea what will happen and dipper’s like oh my gosh are you okay?? and then he helps him with his memories and fiddleford’s like super grateful and thanks both of the kids for their help and dipper sits next to him in the car ride back home while fiddleford tries to help with the journal and then we ignore the fact that he’s living alone in a junkyard for two episodes because we have FILLER to get to!! okay so they arent really filler but like…. cmon you couldve released them BEFORE society and had northwest mansion mystery directly proceed it and you couldve addressed his living situation BRIEFLY JEEZ

northwest mansion mystery - this episode is so fucking important because fiddleford figures out somethings wrong and the FIRST PERSON he has to tell is dipper and he’s still pretending to be the kook so as not to cause suspicion but he can trust dipper and dippers actually happy to see him and then he’s like hey buddy you gotta relax!! love yourself for like once in your life

take back the falls - dipper compliments fiddleford on his super cool blueprints and they build a house weapon together fucking look at them listne i ufkcing


i dont know i didnt think id get this far

“The Dragon Case” Sam x daughter!Reader

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Sam x daughter!Reader

Summary: When you have to go on a dragon case with your dad, Sam, and your uncle Dean, you realize you have to tell them you’re not going to work as bait.

Warnings: Swearing, angst, mentions of sex, alcohol

Originally posted by spn-mostly

This was it. This was the moment you’d been dreading since “it” happened.

A dragon case.

You knew this would happen eventually- your dad Sam and your uncle Dean are always hunting something. You had just hoped that it would maybe… Not be so soon.

You lost your virginity a year ago, while on a case in Chicago with Dean. Sam decided to stay home and do research from there, while you two went out and caught the son of a bitch. You were so excited- your first hunting trip without your father. Uncle Dean gave you much more freedom, and that’s highly valued to a teenager like yourself.

It was a vampire case, relatively easy, and afterwards you and Dean had gone out to a bar. He gave you a fake ID for your 15th birthday, and boy did it go to use. At the bar, you met a guy in college, you were a little drunk, and you lost it to him in his dorm room. You can’t even remember his name. Thankfully, Dean was so drunk that night, he didn’t even notice that you had left.

Here you are, a year later, about to face your biggest fear. Your dad.

“Y/N, you have to sit out on this one. I’m sorry. Too big of a risk.” Your dad shook his head, not even contemplating the idea of you leaving the bunker.

“Dad, please, nothing is going to happen to me. You won’t even tell me what it is.” You scoffed. You knew what it was. But you didn’t want to say anything in case you were wrong.

“Sammy, we could use her.” Dean piped in.

“Could you please tell me what the hell you’re even hunting?” I groaned.

“Could you watch your mouth?” Sam snapped. Oh man, he was stressed. He was never like this with you unless he was stressed.

“It’s a dragon case.” Dean told you, fiddling with his fingers.


“Oh, well…” I trailed off. “I could still go.”

“Did you not hear what your uncle just said, Y/N? Dragons. Virgin stealers. Absolutely not happening.” He yelled at you.

“Sam, would you please just calm down for a minute? We could use her as bait. I know you don’t like the idea of that, but wouldn’t be better to use her than some random chick? At least she can defend herself if anything goes wrong.” Dean argued for you. You smiled and were thankful that Dean was always on your side, but in this situation, it wasn’t helping.

“If anything happens to her…”

“Nothing is going to happen. She’ll be okay.” Dean reassured your dad. You smiled weakly at the two of them. “Let’s get packin’.”


You got in the impala, unsure of how to go about this. You couldn’t be the bait, it wouldn’t work. You couldn’t tell your dad that you had sex, because not only would he freak out, but he would ask how it happened and then you’d have to tell him it was while you were in Chicago with Dean, and then he would literally murder Dean. You sighed, not knowing what to do.

Once you guys arrived at the hotel, you settled in and changed into pajamas- it had been a long day of driving.

“You guys want dinner? I’m going to go pick up something.” Your dad asked.

“Starving. Get some pie, will ya?” Dean asked. Sam rolled his eyes but agreed, and went to go get food.

“So, kid, what do you want to watch? As long as it’s not a chick flick.” Dean asks, flipping through the channels.

“Actually, I was hoping I could talk to you about something.”

“Hm?” He responded, not taking his eyes off the TV.

“Its, uh, serious.”

“Did something happen?” Dean panics, coming over to your bed immediately.

“Yeah, I’m okay. But I can’t be the bait.”

“Why not? Are you afraid? I guess we didn’t even ask if you were ok with it, shit.”

“Dean,” you let out a breath. “I’m not a virgin.”

You thought he was going to explode. The look on his face went from worried to pissed off.

“Y/N…” He started. “Why? You’re so young.”

“I’m seventeen. Don’t even try and say you weren’t having sex at my age.”

“That’s different.” He sighed. “When?”

“See, that’s the problem… It was kinda under your watch.”

“I’m sorry?”

“Last year in Chicago. At the bar. We were both too drunk.” I admitted.

“Fuck, I knew I shouldn’t have got you that ID.”

“Probably not.” You say quietly.

“It was consensual… Right?”

“Yeah. Don’t worry.” I reassure him. “I don’t know how to tell Dad.”

“He’s going to kill you, you know that right?”

“Can you tell him for me?” You beg him. You can’t bear to tell him yourself.

“Unfortunately I think it would make it worse for you if I told him. You need to do it yourself.”

“She needs to do what herself?” You hear your dad say, walking in the door. You and Dean are both silent.

“I’ll leave you two alone.” Dean says, grabbing the pie from Sam’s hands and walking out to the impala.

“Dad, can we have a talk?”

“Sure, kiddo. What’s up?” He says enthusiastically. You cringe, knowing his mood is about to go from 100-0 in a heartbeat.

“I’m not a virgin.”

Sam dropped his food.

“Wh-What?” He stuttered. “Please tell me I heard you incorrectly.”

“You didn’t.”

“Fuck, Y/N, are you fucking kidding?” He yells, running over to you. Tears start streaming down your face, you can’t look at him. “Of course you’re not.”

He gets up and goes out the door, slamming it shut. You start sobbing, not knowing what to do. You hear yelling outside between your dad and Dean.

“Under your watch? ARE YOU FUCKING JOKING, DEAN? YOU LET MY DAUGHTER HAVE SEX WITH A STRANGER?” Sam was practically screaming.

“You need to calm the hell down, now.” Dean was staying calm.

“Of course you think that. It’s not your kid.”

“You’re right- she’s not my kid. But look who she told first. She told me because she was terrified to tell you, did you think about that?”

“No.” Your dad admits. You can’t hear the rest of the conversation, but it seems much calmer than before.

A few minutes later, your dad and Dean both come inside and hug you.

“I’m sorry. I overreacted. I’m still not happy with what you did, but I know that I handled it wrong.” Sam tells you, hugging you tightly.

“It’s fine.” You say dryly.

“Y/N?” He says, looking down at you.

“Yes, dad?”

“I love you.”

“I love you, too, Dad.”

Originally posted by thesupernaturalfamilyforever

Monsta X reaction to their s/o having a job that involves law enforcement

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the jobs that i’ve mentioned below are just some of the occupations that involve law enforcement.. hehe. i hope you guys enjoy it! credits to the owners for these gifs.


Originally posted by hyunwoo

Shownu; It was just another normal day for the two of you. The two of you were busy watching tv until you received a call from work, saying that they need you at the headquarters asap. For the past few years of dating, you’ve already warned Shownu that there might be times when you’d come home really late or there might be times that he might not see you since you’re actually a Crime Scene Investigator. Shownu would be surprised but be cool about it. When years passed, it kinda occurred to Shownu that your job might be really dangerous or risky so he’d be worried to be honest, especially when you get those cases of famous people who got killed or something.

Oh, babe, I need to report to our HQ. I’ll be back later, okay? *gives him a kiss on the cheek*”

“Okay, take care alright? And just text me if you’re done so that I can fetch you.”

“No need, I can manage coming back here on my own–”

“No, no. I’ll fetch you. End of story.”

“Okay, fine. Love you babe!”

Originally posted by garisanee

Wonho; The two of you were just starting to date and there were a lot of things that Wonho’s been curious about you, despite being friends for how-long-God-knows, until one night when they went to the police station to report something and saw you with your uniform, carrying a folder packed with stuff. You went to the police officer, who was handling their complain and also the your senior officer, and handed him the folder filled with details, facts and evidences of a current case. When you turned around, you met the gazes of the members and saw Wonho’s shocked face. Wonho would be really shocked that he couldn’t even process what he’d just witnessed.

[y/n]…. omo…. you work here?”

“Wait, didn’t I tell you guys? Dang, I’m so sorry. I’m actually a Police Detective. You can search it up to know what my job does. Well, anyways, I can’t talk too long, I have to go back to the crime scene. Bye! *leaves before they could even respond*”

“Police… Detective?”

“You heard her. She’s one of the best Police Detectives in this country and if I were you, I wouldn’t mess with her.”

Originally posted by mybabyoppa

Minhyuk; Hanging out with the boys during your day off was actually entering a trap. Minhyuk, your boyfriend and best friend, was conversing with the boys about how you never told them about your job and that you guys should play truth or dare to squeeze that information out from you. When the game started, it took five people to answer before you. The moment you chose truth, Minhyuk would immediately ask you about what your occupation is. They thought that you wouldn’t tell them but you nonchalantly blurted out your occupation. I’m a forensic psychologist. Those exact words would repeat over and over their minds, especially Minhyuk’s. Minhyuk would literally laugh out loud, unable to contain his amazement.

What’s your occupation, babe?”

“I’m a forensic psychologist, why?”

“WHAAAAT?! -all”

“I’m a forensic psychologist.”

“Woah… daebak…. HAHAHAHA this is so cool!”

“Okay… let’s continue, shall we?”

Originally posted by spookihyun

Kihyun; By the moment you announced to him your current job, he’d literally look at you in disbelief and maybeee…. he might choke on his own saliva. Telling him that you’re Fraud Investigator made you think that he’d just take it lightly but nooooo, he did not. He’d be constantly asking you lots of questions and even proof. Showing him your ID, he’d stare at you and make that face on the gif. Even just after how many weeks, it’d be so surreal for him to know that his babe has a job involving law enforcement.

Are you sure you’re a fraud investigator?”

“Duhh, do you want proof?”

“Heck yeah.”

“*shows him your id* you still won’t believe me?”

“I believe you, I believe you…. but then…. you’re really a fraud investigator?”

“I am a fraud investigator and it took me how many years to get this job.”

“Alright, alright….”

Originally posted by babywoon

Hyungwon; The two of you were just cleaning up the house when Hyungwon saw a folder with some paper works that were confidential. Opening the folder with so much curiosity, he’d regret it by the second he sees the content. He thought it was just some random paper work, he’d just have a smile on his face, but when he finally realized what it was, his smile would be wiped off his face in an instant. He’d be so shook to move. When you’d walk up to him and see that he found the folder that you’ve been looking, he’d look at you like you just killed someone.

What is this?”

“Oh, those are some information that I’ve gathered for the criminal case that I’ve been assigned to.”

“What do you mean criminal case?”

“You can look it up at Google. *grabs folder from Hyungwon’s hands*”

“Wait… what’s your job again?”

“Private Investigator… why?”


Originally posted by wonhontology

Jooheon; You brought Jooheon to this dinner that your superior officer was hosting. All of the guests were people with jobs involving law enforcement. This honey would literally be speechless, looking at you like you’ve just betrayed him or something. He’d look at your id and saw your title, ‘Forensic Science Technician’. Thousands of images would pop out from his mind, thinking about the stuff that you’d always see while working and this would make him sick tbh. He’d be quiet for awhile while you explain it to him.

You’re a forensic science technician?”

“I am… why?”

“So you deal with the actual scene… taking photos of scene where there blood and other stuff…. right?”

“Yes, I do.. Babe, I know that you don’t like this kind of stuff–”


“Hey, hey, don’t worry. It’s not dangerous and stuff. I’m strong to handle this kind of stuff baby.”

“…….. *no signs of talking back to you*”

“Baby, if you want, I can look for another job that does not bother you or anything?”

“No, no. Don’t. It’s what you like.”

Originally posted by livelovelunch

I.M; Changkyun was busy reading your resume, which he found lying on the floor. Once he saw your experiences, he’d be so out of it. Like, why didn’t you tell him?! He would be so interested about your job and he’d look for you at every corner there is in that freaking house, just to bombard you with questions and maybe ask you some stories about your recent cases and whatnots.



“Babe, oh my goodness. Why didn’t you tell me?!”

“Tell you what?”

“That you’re a freaking crime laboratory analyst?! DUDEEEE, WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME?!”

“Because you never asked me?”

“Well, now that I know. You better tell me those awesome cases that you’ve encountered! And while you’re at it, might as well tell me some information about your job! Well, what are you waiting for, come on! *grabs you by the hand and pulls you towards the living room*”

Cold - A 10k Oneshot

A/N: UA where 10k is forced to spend the night with you in a tent. It’s freezing, and maybe things won’t be so awkward anymore. Or maybe, you’ll both freeze to death. Fluff below. (Inspired by the fact I’m snowed in).


I wasn’t sure before, but I was now. The universe hated me. Me, specifically. Because, why else would I be forced to spend the night in a tent with 10K?

Things had been, awkward between us. I liked him, and he liked me, but we just brushed each other wrong. We never found the right time or the right place, and everything we did held an underlying tension we couldn’t get rid of.

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Could you do a headcanon for a son of Athena, son of Ares, and a daughter of Aphrodite being best friends? Thanks!

Ofc! <3 I’m gonna call them so because there’s three of them: Kaj (Kye) - Son of Athena. Caleb - Son of Ares. Tania (Tanya) - Daughter of Aphrodite

  • They definitely all binge shows together
    • Tania is the only one with a Netflix so they all go to the Aphrodite cabin to watch
    • Tania always improves Kaj’s appearance, because tbh he’s hopeless
      • “Since I so kINDly let you use my netflix I am now going to pluck your eyebrows. The more you move the worse it’s gonna be Kaj”
  • Definitely help set each other up with their ‘cute’ friends
    • “you cAnnot like MALIA like of all of my friends you had to choose her?”
    • “I’ll set you up with Alex?”
    • “ugh fine deal”
  • Tania can sometimes kinda feel OVERTHROWN by the testosterone like sometimes she glances down at her phone for one second and they’re talking about the best way to survive a zombie apocalypse
    • But not like, the inTeresting way to survive a zombie apocalypse like the logistics
    • “I’m telling you, you don’t want to be in a populated area! You want to head up towards the upper part of michigan, possibly into lower canada! The ratio of zombies to people is much lower making it-”
    • “Well I can kill them there just as well as I can kill them here!”
  • Caleb is the only one out of them who ever does anything and like moves ever so he’s constantly trying to get Tania and Kaj to be active
    • “Come on guys let’s go for a hike!”
    • “it’s Saturday. The longest hike I’m going on is to the fridge”
  • Except for in bikini season. Tania is all about that active life once bikini season hits
    • Then once she can start wearing chunky sweaters again she doesn’t move for another eight months
      • it’s a cycle
  • Both Caleb and Kaj 900% have battle wounds of being friends with a girl
    • They definitely have one random patch of their leg which is less hairy because Tania waxed them because ‘teasing me for complaining about waxing i’LL SHOW YOU’
  • All three hella have advantages when it comes to dating because they have their friends.
    • Tania: Fallout? Did you say fallout? I LOVE Fallout!
    • Caleb: Don’t worry girls! I can braid your hair! I’m great at the dutch braid and waterfall braid.
    • Kaj: *stares* are you kidding? I’m so gay. Also I have a bf.
  • Matching squad.
    • Definitely not because hoodies were 3 for 1 when Tania went to Florida.
la douleur exquise (2)

Originally posted by veriloquentmind

Part 1 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8


Tomorrow was your first day working as Sehun’s assistant. You were very nervous as to how this was all going to work out considering your past with him. You turned around restlessly in your bed as your thoughts wavered towards him again.

3 Years Ago

You had barely started your first year of college when you met him. You were both scared and excited to start walking the path that would lead to what would become of you in the future. He was just an ordinary young man trying his hardest to make his way up in the business world.

You always cheered him on and he did so for you as well. To you, he was the perfect man. He was everything you could have asked for in a man and more. He was your very first boyfriend and he never judged your inexperience when it came to relationships. Instead, he found it rather charming.

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pure! AU: Apocalypse Testing

AN: hello! This is the first in a series of a pure AU plot about AP testing as I am looking to get into AP French next year. I don’t even know if they had AP testing in the 80s but I don’t care. Jdronica as usual, AU stolen from @pure-jdronica. Enjoy!

“It is upon us,” he said walking out of German. “The apocalypse has come. Tell me which circle of Dante’s Inferno you’d prefer to be in.”

“Stop being so overdramatic.” I shot him The Look (copyright Veronica Sawyer, 1988) and shifted my book bag from one shoulder to another. “AP testing is not the end of the world. I have not seen even one of the four horsemen appear.”

“Oh look, there comes war and pestilence.”

I can see a flash of red and yellow in my peripheral vision.

“I set myself up for that one, didn’t I?”

“Yes.” He snickers out of the corner of his mouth and turns on his heel, trying to stay away from them. He barely tolerates them. All for my sake.

“RONNIE!” Chandler pushes her way to the front and people in her path part like the Red Sea. “We need a fake ID.”

“I’m hiring someone out to take my APs!” McNamara squeals. “I just need the picture of the kid I hired on my school ID and we’re set!”

“Surely you can do that for us, Veronica.” Heather C. places a soft hand on my shoulder, her red nails impeccable as usual.

“Nope. No can do. First of all, I don’t do fake IDs. Second of all, I am not gonna be an accessory to cheating on AP tests. It screws things up to people who have actually worked hard in the classes.”

McNamara’s lip quivers. Heather Chandler’s eyes are sharp under her mascara-coated eyelashes. “Oh, surely you can make an exception for a friend,” she says.

I’m getting pissed. “What is your damage, Heather? I said no.”

“I’m gonna fail,” sniffles McNamara. “I’m never gonna be a sorority sister. Everyone knows how bad my grades are.”

“Wow. You want me to forge an ID for you so you can meet frat boys?”

“Exactly,” says Chandler into my ear. “She’s been really depressed lately. Thinking of killing herself. I can’t let that happen to the Heathers.”


“Well, I won’t do a fake ID. But I will help you study. This Saturday, Sherwood Library. Bring snacks.”

She looks a little better. Her tears have stopped and she wipes away the mascara smudges under her eyes. “Thanks so much, Ronnie. You’re so good at school.”

“Let’s motor,” says Heather C. They are out of the hallway in two seconds flat. Everyone makes way for them as usual.

We’re at 7-11 when I tell JD of my plan.


“Just helping out a friend. Look, I really had no choice. She was gonna kill herself.”

“Why would Chandler say that to you?”

“Um, because it’s true?” I take a massive sip of my slushie.

“Veronica. That was our date. Our study date. You can’t let those assholes interfere with our relationship anymore.”

“They’re my friends!”

“Um, they weren’t when you crawled through my window and banged me.” He smiles at the memory.

“You tried to serve Chandler drano the next morning. If I hadn’t stopped you, you and I would both be in jail.”

“Look, I only put up with them because I love you so much. I’ve got my dad to deal with, and now these APs if I’m ever going to get into Harvard. And you invite some girl who doesn’t know her algebra from her geometry into our much-needed time together.”

“JD. I promise this is a one-time thing.”

“You promised you would break up with the Heathers!”

“Maybe underneath all the makeup they’re good people, JD. They’re just as lost and confused as everyone in this suburban hellhole.”

“I’ll take you at your word. But I’m not afraid to cut the Heathers out of your life if this turns sour.”

“JD. Remember what they said in therapy. Nobody deserves to die. Everyone has potential whether you can see it or not.”

“Oh, I don’t mean kill them. I mean just show you what assholes they really are.”

“JD. Please. It’s one date for a poor girl who’s gonna fail her APs without my help. If you want to bail, fine.”

“I’m not leaving you.” There are tears in his eyes. “I want another slushie.”

“JD, baby, let’s go back home and study. You have German and I have French.”

“Okay,” he sniffles. “Your house. The asshole is home.”

“It’s gonna be okay. Remember, our love is the highest power in the universe.”

“Our love is God,” he agrees.

anonymous asked:

Hello! Can I please request an HC/scenario where the RFA+V+Saeran finds out that MC is actually a refugee with a fake name and passport from a country where she only understands that killing is the only means of survival (sorry for the dark topic)?

This is quite a dark topic, indeed. But there’s no need to apologize. I found it was rather interesting to write, especially how each member discovers MC’s secret. Just a little heads up, this is going to be an angsty one. And if anyone is triggered in any way about said topic, then this is probably not your cup of tea.

On a sidenote, I don’t do Saeran because I don’t know his character very well. But I kind of just did as a trial run. I probably won’t do much of Unknown if I don’t feel comfortable with it entirely.


  • one of Yoosung’s friends reserved a spot at a local club and he wants you and Yoosung to come
  • you two don’t frequent the club scene,
  • but you wanted to be spontaneous so you had Yoosung accept his offer
  • both of you dress casually since you two were content with just sitting down, drinking, and chatting with friends
  • in line, it’s all giggles and looking what Jumin and Zen were fighting about on the chat
  • the moment you look towards the bouncer, you notice he’s checking IDs
  • when it finally came down to you two, he asks for your IDs
  • Yoosung holds his out with a nervous smile being that this was his first time to a club, while you hold yours up with a poker face
  • bouncer inspects each one, and after looking at yours closely he says it’s fake
  • Yoosung is offended but he isn’t going to try and FIGHT a man twice his size
  • this situation reminds you of your old country and the emotions start to flood
  • you feel you’re on the verge of a panic attack
  • out of fear, you run off to a quiet spot
  • Yoosung almost DIES trying to chase after you because you’re fast
  • eventually, he finds you sitting on a bench at the park
  • he takes a seat next to you, all hot and sweaty with panic trembling in his hands as he goes to touch you
  • “P-please MC, tell me wh-what’s wrong!”
  • you tell him everything, about your home, living in constant fear, and seeing so much death
  • you learned to hold your tears so Yoosung cries for you
  • every since you told him, he holds you closer, talks to you more, and is more attentive to what triggers you
  • from your time in your old country, you learned that the strong kill the weak to survive
  • but seeing Yoosung saving animals from all sorts of ailments, makes you believe that what you learned isn’t true
  • Yoosung taught you that your pain will just be a memory and to have hope


  • the cafe was so close you could almost touch it, just a few papers away
  • and today is the day when you two would be approved of the lease
  • you and Jaehee dress up in pencil skirts and collared shirts
    • proud Jaehee brings her own pen to sign the last of the papers
  • the waiting room is agonizing
  • when it is finally your turn, both of you squeeze each others’ hand as you enter the office
  • the man has you two sit down
  • that excitement shatters when he denies the lease
  • he discusses that during the background checks they discover you are using a fake ID and passport
  • it never dawned on you about any of that during this whole process
    • you had put the past behind you a long time ago 
    • oh god Jaehee brought her OWN pen that she DOESN’T get to use because of me…
    • guilt and anxiety weigh down your heart
  • the man sympathizes for you so while he denies your lease, he doesn’t report you
  • during your silence, Jaehee thanks him for his generosity and leaves with you
  • you still don’t talk on the car ride home
  • or during dinner
  • it isn’t until you two are in bed that you finally speak up by apologizing
  • apologies then lead to shaming yourself that you are the reason you killed her dream and how worthless you are
  • what you say next kills her
  • “I’m so worthless…useless…I should have been killed…”
  • Jaehee doesn’t want to sit another minute while you BLAME yourself
  • she brings you in a tight embrace to stop you from talking
  • her hand strokes your back and you just let out all that pain from your past
  • Jaehee never wants you to live in that world again
  • so she is going to try her hardest to open up this cafe to show how faith can get you through anything


  • it starts like any other date night
  • Zen takes you out to a nice place downtown for dinner then you hop on his motorcycle to the movies
  • he pays for dinner, and you spent the rest of your money on the tickets
  • after seeing the new blockbuster drama, you two walk back to the parking lot 
  • you are in the middle of your movie discussion when a man jumps from the shadows with a knife demanding money
  • the knife is too close to you, Zen is too afraid what this guy might do to you
  • memories of your country start to spill and you know if you don’t do what he say you will DIE
  • so you immediately hand over your wallet 
  • he keeps the knife on the both of you as he’s searching your wallet
  • he then looks to you and demands you hand over your REAL wallet
  • when you try to tell him that it IS your real wallet, he throws it on the ground and gets closer to you
  • a panic attack strikes and you just snap in front of this mugger and Zen
  • while the mugger is distracted, Zen grabs onto his arm
  • in the struggle, you’re just frozen with your hands covering your face
  • you are sure YOU are going to die after ZEN is going to die
  • all of this makes you pass out
  • you regain consciousness when the police finally arrive and Zen is cradling you in his arms
  • you were silent when they had to take your statement so Zen speaks for you
  • the moment you two are at home, he takes you immediately to bed
  • even though you’re drained from your panic attack, you just can’t sleep
  • and neither can Zen
  • you know he’s awake so you think it’s time he should know
  • after hearing your story, he promises you that you will protect you no matter what
  • holds you so tight the entire night
  • he helps you through the process of getting a real passport and a real ID
  • knowing that Zen protected you from the mugger, you know for sure he will protect you


  • he misplaced a notebook from work which contained content for a new project
  • the last time he had it was at home when he was organizing old projects with new ones
  • so he went home to go search for it
  • he goes to the closet where the box of old projects is in
  • it’s on the top shelf so he reaches up to retrieve it
  • he roots through it, none of it’s his
  • it’s some of your stuff that you kept for storage
  • he finds your ID 
  • he thinks you’re so careless to put it in a box full of junk you don’t even look at
  • you come home from work/school, seeing some things out of place
  • Elizabeth 3rd appears more active than when you come home, a sign that Jumin was here
  • you follow the rustling coming from the bedroom
  • your body freezes at the threshold when you see him holding onto your real ID
  • your old ID was in there for a reason
    • you didn’t want to think of that place anymore and you just wanted to move on
    • but there he is looking at it
  • the moment his eyes trail to you, your legs grow weak and your whole body is trembling
  • memories long since forgotten started to flood your mind
  • your body is just responding by memory
  • he sees how frightened you look
  • “Don’t kill me.”
  • you’re too paralyzed with fear to have noticed his heart shatter in his eyes
  • he hesitates to walk toward you because he knows you would back away
  • “I would never hurt you”
  • you watch as he puts the passport away and shove the box back on the top shelf
  • you don’t back away when he goes to hug you
  • he refuses to do any business with that country and helps you get a genuine passport and ID
  • with your full citizenship, and the support of your love, those memories that hurt you, hurt a little less every day


  • he knew from the get-go your past from your background check
  • Seven never brings it up to you because he knows it’s a tender subject
  • living a lie was better than the truth
  • a part of you wants to believe he doesn’t know, but deep down inside you think he does
  • the facade does not last until Seven is assigned to tracking down a list of refugees from an enemy country that escaped to Korea
  • he goes down the list until he recognizes your real name
  • and sees a picture of you when you were in that country
  • you wore clothes twice your size and your eyes were so empty
  • he couldn’t believe that that person surrounded by guns is the sweetest, funniest person that he loves
  • you come home from a pleasant lunch with Jaehee 
  • Seven is sitting on the couch
  • you sit beside him, asking how his afternoon was with such a big smile
  • the great 707 has nothing to say, he just takes your hand and looks you into your eyes
  • at that moment, you know why he was doing this
  • your smile fades
    • and it hurts him to see you without a smile
  • this conversation was a long time coming and you know it
  • when he asks about it, you try to bring back the smile as you begin to explain about your past
  • his hands hold onto yours reassuringly
  • “…but they were doing what was right. Anything that doesn’t have worth needs to get killed. It’s how nature works…”
  • his grip tightens at your words
  • he never thought those words could come out of those beautiful lips
  • the same lips that can tell him you loves him
  • when his grip on you tightened, so do the same
  • he rests his forehead on yours, you can tell he’s tearing
  • “Everything has worth. You taught me that. These hands have worth, Elly has worth, Zen, Yoosung, Jumin, Jaehee, and V have worth. Even Honey Buddha Chips have worth.”
  • The tension in your chest loosened with a chuckle from the two of you
  • for days you contemplate those words, and you realize how right he was
  • you have more worth than you think
  • afterward, Seven is dedicated to taking down the country that put you through so much pain


  • a few of V’s photos were going to be shown at a gala in France
  • he was invited and he was definitely going to bring you with him
  • but you say no
  • when he asks you why, you try to play it off
  • “I don’t have a passport”
  • you know how important this is to V
  • but you always have this fear that if you walk into an airport, security would know your passport is fake and send you back to your country
  • that’s why you never really travel
  • he’s upset at first so he tries to work around it by offering to take you to getting a passport
  • you then make up an excuse that you have a fear of flying
  • “MC, be honest. Do you even want to go?”
  • you know you shouldn’t be lying to him
  • V deserves so much more
  • after Rika, all he wants is honesty, especially from you
  • you gather all the strength you have inside, a mechanism you learned to cope in your country
  • “I do…but I’m scared”
  • you tell him EVERYTHING
  • about your country, everyday living, the fear you had, the deaths, and how you were able to escape
  • he listens to you, having to rub his eyes every so often
  • once you’re done, he admits that Seven told him about this when he was still doing a background check on you
  • V never said anything to you because when he first heard it, he knew it would pain you to bring it up
  • hearing your story, from your perspective, hurt even more
  • he felt he deserved pain for all that happened to him, but he realizes that after hearing your story, that no one deserves pain
  • he denies his invitation to the gala because he just wants to be there for you
  • you think to yourself that with someone like V at your side, you can overcome anything
  • you get a genuine passport and ID
  • at the gala, you stay by his side and hold your chin up high


  • he has a habit of looking to see what is your purse
  • it isn’t a paranoid tick, he’s just curious to see what you have
  • you don’t mind because what’s he going to do with a pen or chapstick?
  • you have your head turned away as he’s going through his rummaging ritual
  • he pulls out your wallet and inspects it
  • counts how much change, bills, cards you have
  • but your ID is what interests him
  • you think you always looked gross in your ID
  • but he was fascinated by you
  • you turn to see he has a hold on your wallet
  • just as you were about to make a joke
  • “This is fake”
  • “what do you mean?”
  • He repeats himself, looking at your ID from front to back
  • “I’ve made my share of fake IDs. And this is a crappily made one.”
  • your palms become clammy and your breath quickens
  • he continues his game by leaning closer to you
  • “Who are you really, ‘MC’?”
  • memories that you repressed start to surface
  • you do what you did back then by inching away from him while bringing your limbs closer to your body
  • he’s confused by what you were doing, he thought you knew it’s just a game
  • but yet you’re almost curled in a ball while on the verge of tears
  • He puts your wallet away and reaches his arm out to you
  • but you flinch
  • you. flinch.
  • he didn’t realize how much he put you through
  • “I-I’m…sorry. I-I didn’t…I’m not going to hurt you.”
  • when you feel his cool hand against your back, you slowly come back to the present
  • once you calm down, you tell him about what you had to suffer through in your old country
  • and how you learned how expendable life is
  • he looks into your eyes
  • “You. Are. Not. Expendable. Not to me, and not to anyone. And I will do anything to protect you.”
  • you know how serious he can be, and you know this is what he truly thinks
  • you keep his words close to you, and every moment you are with him, you think that you two are like puzzle pieces
  • without the other, the puzzle wouldn’t be complete
  • and if you aren’t here, then he wouldn’t be complete
High School Brad

A/N: this is soon late. my apologies. also i know i haven’t posted much of anything lately, again I’m really sorry I'm trying my best (: I’ve been busy lately I’ve just aquired a new room mate and its been a very stressful change tbh, also I’ve gotten sick and it sucks. but anon requested high school brad with drama and a happy ending so here ya go. 

brad simpson, he was the boy everyone obsessed over, the boy who wore tumblr outfits and beanies making all the girls swoon. he was popular to say the least, he was a skater boy. some might even refer to him as a “fuck boy” you hated that, he was so hot and he knew and enjoyed every ounce of it. You hated the fact that you were so attracted to him but you almost couldn’t help it, he just had a way about him, just the way he held himself. he was a cocky son of a bitch too, all the girls loved him. he had curly hair almost always covered by a beanie or a snapback with his range or arctic monkeys t shirts and tight black skinny jeans. you had algebra with him and he sat directly behind you, he liked to mess with you and call you names like sweet heart and princess in a sarcastic manner.

you walked into algebra that day your headphones in listening to your music before the bell rang as you normally did. you were already irritable as it was 7am so added annoyance period was not needed. you felt a poke on your back and you knew exactly who it was and you were not in the mood for his shit today. “heeey, hey. hey. pst” he kept going until you finally turned around. “brad. what do you want?” you said with an unpleasant expression. “well princess, id like a lot of things actually but for now how about the homework from last night?” he said trying to be a smart ass. “like id let you copy my homework, now please leave me be” you said clearly annoyed. “c'mon, please. i cant afford another bad grade, i seriously just don’t get any of it” he pleaded. “fine Simpson, but this is a one time thing, you got me” you said slapping the paper on his desk. “you’re a life saver sweetheart” he winked. “what’d i tell you about those stupid nicknames” you said before turning around again. he passed the paper forward right before the bell rang for class to start.

it was 2:00 and school was over, your teacher said she had a tutor job for you in the library and for you to sit in the very back of the library and wait for them. you were sat there for a good 15 minutes, until you saw a familiar face only over a foot away from you. this couldn’t be happening, this has to be some sort of joke. “brad can i help you with something?” you said in a sarcastic tone. “actually yeah, seeing thats what a tutor is meant to do” he laughed. “please tell me you’re joking” you said in pure shock. “listen this is embarrassing as it is so can we not have to repeat why i’m here, and can we do these things somewhere else next time?” he said in a quiet tone. “you mean these TUTOR sessions, yes we can have those at my house next time” you laughed. “oh don’t enjoy yourself too much there” he snapped back. “okay okay, lets get to it then”. you went through his mid term review for about an hour until the session basically concluded itself and you packed up your stuff. “so tomorrow your place?” he said looking at you with a smile. “yeah, but dont get any ideas buddy” you joked making the both of you laugh.

in the past week you’ve gotten to know brad a little better, enough to know that he wasnt all you thought he was. he was actually kinda nice, and funny for that matter. he wasn’t the douchebag you thought he was. but of course with all this you started to grow feelings for him, you knew you shouldn’t let yourself fall for him but it was one of those things that you cant really control. everything was going fine until Friday when you walked into school. about ten people asked you the same question, “YOU AND BRAD HOOKED UP??” you were ready to kill him. you were on a mission now, to find brad and to talk some sense into him. the bell rang before you could find him, but that did not mean you’d let this go. you met in the front of the school everyday after school.

you sat at the edge until you saw brad approaching you as if nothing happened “you ready to go?” he said in his casual Birmingham accent of his. “well brad, give me one reason why i should even let you back in my house?” you said in the most pissed off tone you could muster. “wait what?” he said confused. “brad, why the fuck would you tell people we were hooking up!?!?” you said absolutely infuriated. “oh that, um. please just let me explain” he said rubbing the back of his neck. “honestly i thought you were different. i always thought you were an asshole who was way too full of himself, and i was right” you said trying to steady your breathing. “please, don’t say that. please i only said that because the guys were bugging me about what i was doing after school, and you’re so pretty and intelligent i know they wouldn’t bug me if i was with a girl like you” he said looking right at you. “brad you had no- wait did you just, um compliment me?” you said taken back. “don’t sound so surprised princess, you’re gorgeous and I’m an asshole for saying that I’m sorry. please forgive me.” he said desperation in his voice. “you always did know how to phrase things.” you smiled. “thank god” he breathed before hugging you tight. you both held each other there for a few minutes before you looked him in the face still hugging him. “would it be bad if i kissed you right now?” he whispered, as you felt his hot breath on your face. you shook your head no signaling for him to kiss you. he leaned down a bit and kissed your lips softly, causing your eyes to flutter closed and your mind to get completely lost in the kiss until you finally pulled away.

so what does this mean?” you said trying to process everything that just happened. “that i can take you out this weekend?” he questioned. “absolutely” you giggled kissing him again. 

The Panic Button

My first-ever Lunar Chronicles fic for TLC ship weeks! Kaider - Rainy Day. Hope y’all like it.

The last time Empress Selene Channary Jannali Blackburn of the Eastern Commonwealth snuck out of New Beijing Palace without any kind of security detail was less than a month after her wedding.

This was something she’d been doing with some regularity since she’d moved to New Beijing, and it was so easy she was starting to get concerned about the state of the palace’s security. She hadn’t had an ID chip re-implanted since cutting hers out—there was no need for one on Luna, and she’d just never gotten around to it since moving back to Earth, because everyone in the palace knew her and it took her about five seconds to manually override a security checkpoint or android. So all it took for her to slip out of the gates undetected was an excuse (usually feminine-emergency-related) and a hoodie, and she would return after a few hours with sticky buns and a smug smile.

But that last time, two things happened: She got careless, and it rained. Iko noticed the sticky buns and the soaked hoodie, and when she counted backwards, deduced that it had been “that time of the month” three times this month alone, and realized what Cinder had done, her eyes turned a sickly pale green with horror.

“What if one of the old Lunar families saw their chance and had you kidnapped and mailed your limbs back to Kai until he signed away the entire Commonwealth to them?” she wailed, pacing back and forth in Cinder and Kai’s living room, as Cinder frantically tried to shush her. “And then forced you to annul your marriage with Kai and marry one of them instead so they could instate an intergalactic dictatorship? WHAT THEN, CINDER?”

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soo hi yall ive been waiting to share this; a proper introduction post of myself to all of the studyblrs community💗 i love yall💕

i really like to tell you guys stories so, pardon about anything i write in this, but i hope i could make more friends here💖 my ask and messages always open💞

ok, before that, i write this through my phone so theres no bigger, bold, or italic word(s)😊😊:))

soo, lets get started!!!

my name is Bilfach Rachma Nur Effendi. people call me Bilfach but they often misspelled it to bil-fuck uGh, soo just call me Bilfy instead, lot easier😁 (my friend discovered that name!! she was somehow supporting me when i was doing a sport which i forget what sport and she yelled that name; back to grade 10😀)
i am 18yo, since last November. a true Javanese girl, in a full-of-people island in Indonesia😊 yall have to know Yogyakarta aka my hometown, beside Bali, here is like the second paradise of Indonesia!! if youre planning to come here its my pleasure to be your tour guide!! one week would never be enough to explore all but ive lived here for all my life and i couldnt find any reason to not love this romantic city💖
i graduated from highschool last year, fron a science major and did a cross-major fod university, went to Brawijaya University-International Relations major for like a semester but my depression couldnt handle it😅 pretty much culture shock than ever and i miss home a lot and yeah my parents kinda forced me to take that one and guess i wasnt so happy with it. (anyway i told everyone about this just because, even you have mental ilnesses, yall still can be the best of you, whatever version you want to, you decide you!!) ((well yes i almost killed myself when i was in Malang yes the city of my last university, it was a scary experience, i was so near to death; but then taking a rest and back to your loved is slowly healing me💗 and if you have the same problem as i am, you gotta know that yall CAN DO IT!!! believe me!!))
now im preparing myself for SBMPTN17 (the nationally university test) and UTULUGM17 (the university test by its own), oh and yes i found my passion in my International Relations major!! so yeah im currently on my way to reach Gadjah Mada University-International Relations major😉😉

ok now, who doesnt love Harry Potter??? like how could youuu??!?
lol nah ok im a Ravenclaw (which i actually wanted so bad to be a Slytherin but the sorting hat already decided from 0) but im proud of my house!!
ive a Ragdoll Cat Patronus; and my wand details are 12 and a quarter inches, sycamore wood, with unicorn hair core🐲(i know its a dragon but Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus!!)
and after all, i love movies!!! drama, comedy, romance, sci-fi are the most movies genre ive watched so far!!

i love music!! (who doesnt??!)
i listen to the regular pop, pop punk, pop rock, heavy metal, deathcore, easycore, indie, alternatives and also reggae and sometimes jazz🎶🎶
i love Justin Bieber like since One Time and 5SOS!!! these idiots are getting bigger than ever lol im sad;(
and bands!! i love bands so much!! ive a lot of list of bands to listen but heres a few; Bring Me the Horizon, Our Last Night, Architects, Walls of Jericho, Halestorm, Pee Wee Gaskins, Revenge The Fate, The Neighbourhood, Asking Alexandria, Sleeping With Sirens, August Burns Red, Tonight Alive, The Maine, ONE OK ROCK and so many more omg i cant write it all:(

anyway, music made me meet my boyfriend!! hehe, weve been dating since last year of highschool which means weve been dating for more than a year😉😉😉💗 i love him!! a lot!! lol he has that spanish name i always adore💞 (yes his father was studying spanish the time he born)!! and he is now currently studying English Literature major in Sanata Dharma University📚📚 (his biggest achievement yet omg im so proud of him💖)

and thats it?!??!?
i guess naaah because id like to tell you theres no muji store in my city, theyre only in the capital of Indonesia which is Jakarta which is about +-500kms away from my city hAA SO FAR (can someone pls buy me one lol or a mildliner it would means the world to me😂😅)
my dad runs a kinda stationery shop but yall know its the cheap and cheap anf theyre all made in china💸💸

oh and yes, im a hijabi (yall know right that my icon is Alessia Cara) but a supporter of humanities!!! id love to have my own community soon maybe called #bringbackthehumanity since my country facing a humanity crisis;(( soo if youre interested in humanity lets talk💕💕💕

and the reason im here is because; lack of motivation? not really even tho yess this studyblr community give me a lot of motivations!! well its because i love being here, yall make me so happy just by seeing your notes and thoughts💞💓 even tho i kinda left studyblr about 6-8 months ago (you can call it hiatus anyway because im back again lol)

and ofcourse as an end of an introduction post, heres a list of my fav studyblrs that inspire me a lot💗💞💓
@academiix @aescademic @aestudier @alicethinks @areistotle @artstdy @bookmrk @brbimstudying @caffestudy @cee-studies @cmpsbls @cmstudy @diehardstudyblr @dotgrids @educatier @einstetic @eintsein @elkstudies @equaticns @eruhdit @estudier @faetherial @focusign @genspen @getstudyblr @grangergrades @graphis @hachikostudies @hardworkign @hella-smart-nerd @hermionegoals @highlightcrs @intellectus @kaisdesk @katsdesk @kolstudies @kyliestudies @lazeystudies @legallychic @logarlthms @lycheestudy @meowtlining @mildlincrs @milkystudies @motivaytions @my-little-studyblr @nahstudies @neko-studies @ngambis @nocturnalstudyblr @notesworthtea @obsidianstudy @ofminervas @pencyls @polkastudies @productiveowl @productivityplant @promestheus @revisinc @rotina-de-estudo @sapphirestudy @scholarly @smhstudying @socratesy @somestudy @sootudying @sophocused @sstudys @stillstudies @studenting @studiix @studink @studistrict @studiversal @studyable @studyblr @studybuzz @studycause @studyign @studyingroses @studyinsound @studykouffee @studymeows @studyordium @studypetals @studyplants @studyquill @studytherin @studytildawn @stuhde @stuhdies @stuhhhdy @succulentstudy @sundayscholar @tbhstudying @thearialligraphyproject @thecoffeedesk @theorganisedstudent @theteadesk @victoryrolls WOW THERES A LOT AND I STILL HAVE LOTS oK but importantly thank you for your existence i love yall sm omg💗💞💓💕

sincerely, from not so a new studyblr, with love💖

Freaks and Geeks sentence starters

part 3 of 6
episodes 7 through 9
92 starters
feel free to change gender pronouns
content warning: alcohol mention, sexual themes, violence
[other parts: 1 - 2]

  • “I’m surprised you fit through that door, quite frankly.”
  • “I’m [insert age]. I get confused everyday.”
  • “Is this making any sense at all?”
  • “You know, not everybody in this world has to go to college.”
  • “You know who didn’t go to college? Einstein. Thomas Edison.”
  • “You gotta be careful who you hang out with.”
  • “Once he ran over an old lady, and then he blamed it on his car. He said the accelerator got stuck.”
  • “We had this teacher at our school, and this guy broke into his house, so the teacher shot him.”
  • “Our shop teacher got his hair caught in a lathe, and then he got his whole scalp torn off, and now he has to wear a wig.”
  • “Our shop teacher got his pinky cut off by the radial arm saw. And when they tried to sew it back on, it didn’t fit anymore.”
  • “Um, would you mind showing me the ropes around here?”
  • “If I start bugging you, please, be sure and let me know.”
  • “Every old person thinks they’re so smart. What, there’s, like, no dumb old people?”
  • “I just wanna be older so I can go to bars. Everything fun in the world happens in bars.”
  • “Just ‘cause you got a fake ID, don’t go lording it over the rest of us.”
  • “Dude, I hate astrology. What, everyone born in the same month is gonna have the same life?”
  • “We only kissed once, and it’s not—it’s not a big deal.”
  • “So, is this what having a girlfriend is gonna be like? She’s your best friend and she’s beautiful and you can say and do anything in front of her?”
  • “She’s the kind of woman you could cut the cheese in front of. I mean, you couldn’t be in love with someone if you couldn’t. Think about it.”
  • “You see the way she looks at me? She can barely contain herself.”
  • “I’m the happiest man in the world.”
  • “_____, why can’t you just leave me alone?”
  • “He was dropped on the head as a baby. That’s why we think he’s a bad seed.”
  • “Why do you want a fake ID? So you can go get loaded?”
  • “I’m not gonna be an accessory to this crime.”
  • “Why are we still talking? I want some ribs.”
  • “This is gonna be the best night ever.”
  • “The suspense is killing me.”
  • “You know, we wouldn’t be here without you. So thanks a lot, alright?”
  • “I had a really good time. We should do it again.”
  • “I was just coming to look for you.”
  • “_____, you have no idea what you’re talking about.”
  • “_____, mind your own business, okay?”
  • “I just blew your mind, didn’t I?”
  • “How come you’re not eating?”
  • “I know what’s bugging you. You didn’t want to be lab partners with me.”
  • “You and _____ would make a good couple. I mean, she’s popular and everything, but she needs someone like you. You’d be good for her.”
  • “I can’t do my homework without having a snack first.”
  • “This is what you should do. Find out her schedule and memorize it. That way, you can bump into her and say hi.”
  • “Being lab partners is like being stranded on a desert island. You never know what might happen.”
  • “_____ got detention for flipping off her math teacher.”
  • “I heard _____ punched you in the chest really hard. Oh, whoops, that was me!”
  • “I’m telling you, she’s abnormal. Okay, she eats carrot sticks, and she likes Miss Piggy.”
  • “The Muppets are cool.”
  • “Swedish Chef is kinda cool, but Miss Piggy is lame.”
  • “You can’t have sex with _____. Once you do, you’ll never be the same again.”
  • “I didn’t know you had a boyfriend. What’s his name? What’s he like? I want to know everything, really.”
  • “Nobody who’s "just a friend” sends a single rose.“
  • "It was the worst five dollars I ever spent. And I wish I could get that five dollars back.”
  • “Don’t touch the hair! Stop it!”
  • “Okay, I’ve never really told anyone this before, but I have, like, the hugest crush on him.”
  • “I’m always so nervous around him. I never know what to say. It’s not like with you. You’re so easy to talk to.”
  • “You see, _____, nothing about you and me should ever be rushed. I made that mistake before. But I’m not gonna make it with you. Because we got time. We got all the time in the world.”
  • “We were made for each other.”
  • “You wanna make out or something?”
  • “All guys wanna make out. But I just want to hold you.”
  • “What’s better than this?”
  • “I don’t need another friend. I already have two.”
  • “Do you ever think about heavy stuff?”
  • “I knew that you were like me.”
  • “Are you stoned?”
  • “Don’t be such a pig.”
  • “I’ll figure it out. It’s not a big deal.”
  • “What is that? Is that supposed to be funny?”
  • “That was the biggest come on I’ve ever seen. She was practically feeling you up.”
  • “This is my chance. You know how important this is to me.”
  • “You had to go and quote the Star Wars, didn’t you?”
  • “In the cafeteria today, the school mascot fell and broke his arm. It was pretty scary.”
  • “I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I just had to see your face.”
  • “I don’t wanna get you in trouble.”
  • “Do you think there’s a subliminal message in there somewhere?”
  • “Breaking up with him was like a nightmare.”
  • “Just be careful with her because she’s a liar. She likes to screw people over.”
  • “If you feel yourself start to fall asleep, pull out a nose hair. It’ll wake you right up.”
  • “This place is turning into a cult.”
  • “Could you give me a ride home?”
  • “Don’t do it. Please.”
  • “So… You gonna let me know what’s going on?”
  • “It’s just… It’s going too fast, you know? I need my space.”
  • “You don’t keep going steady with a boy just to be nice. If it’s not gonna work out, you need to muster your courage and let him know.”
  • “You were supposed to be here an hour ago. I don’t like having to wait around. I had other stuff to do.”
  • “Remember, you have to do what’s right for you.”
  • “If there’s anything else you want to talk over, I’m always here for you.”
  • “I can’t be seen with you.”
  • “I just don’t want you to get too hung up on him, just in case, you know, he won’t go out with you or something.”
  • “Please don’t break it. It costs like six hundred dollars.”
  • “Now’s not the time to get all weepy.”
  • “I knew I shouldn’t have told you anything. You know, from now on, just stay out of my life, please.”
  • “If you’re mad at me, this is a really obnoxious way of showing it.”
  • “I can’t understand anything that you’re saying.”
  • “I sort of thought that maybe you and me should take a break for a while. What do you think of that idea?”
  • “Who the hell are you?”