if anyone had any doubts of his love

Just Me & You

A Love Story is Better With You: Just Me & You - One Shot Series #4



You shut your lip gloss shut and smacked your lips together, checking yourself once more in the mirror before heading to your shared bedroom and finding Harry sitting on the bed, pulling on his sneakers. You sat beside him nervously, not saying anything, but wanting to be close to him.

“You alright love?”

“I don’t know…I mean, I am…I guess i’m just nervous”

“Nervous of what? It’s just Grim” he chuckled, tying his laces before moving sideways on the bed to face you and hold your hands in his. “He’s been excited to meet you, baby. I’ve told him all about you and he’s so excited to finally get to meet you. He’ll probably mess with me more then he’ll mess with you, and he’s been kind enough to offer us the night at his place so I don’t have a doubt in my mind of how he’ll feel about you, he wouldn’t just open his home to anyone” he reassured, bringing you closer and pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“I guess you’re right..are you sure this is his favorite drink? You sure he likes whiskey?”

“Baby, relax. He’ll be grateful you got him anything, besides, if it’s something that has any percentage of alcohol, Grim will be sure to love it” he chuckled, kissing your hand before standing up and grabbing the duffle bag where both your stuff was placed inside.

Checking that you had everything, you took one last glance in the mirror and followed Harry down the stairs and into his car.

You didn’t know why you were so nervous, you had met his friends before, people who were close to his heart. You had met Jeff, which you got along pleasantly with, along with his girlfriend, Glenne, you who just automatically clicked with, and ended up becoming good friends. You’d met two of the boys, Niall and Louis, due to circumstances that they were visiting and needed a place to stay, so Harry offered, giving a perfect opportunity to meet them both, all of them promising that they’d have to add Liam to the bunch one day and just all go out together, which you happily obliged too.

But there was something about his friend Nick, that made you a little extra nervous. He had a place near and dear to Harry’s heart, and if Nick didn’t approve, then you had a feeling that would put some sort of strain on yours and Harry’s relationship, even if he assured it wouldn’t.

Him and Nick had been friends for years, automatically clicking. They had the same personality, along with the same sense of witty humor, which got them to get along so well over the past few years, and you were secretly hoping that this evening, would go very well, and he’d love you as much as he loved Harry.

You sat in the passenger seat, leg slightly jittery as it moved up and down. Harry looked over from the corner of his eye, smirking quietly to himself due to your nerves, before grabbing your hands and linking his fingers through yours. He felt you give a tight squeeze and he kissed your knuckles.

“Baby, there’s really nothing to be worried over. I’d have been more nervous you meeting Niall and Louis, compared to Grimmy” he chuckled, running his thumb over your knuckles.

You shook your head, releasing a breath you were holding.

“You just don’t get it…if he doesn’t like me, I feel like–I don’t know, I feel like it’ll put a strain on our relationship. Harry, you love him. He’s one of your best friends, and I can’t comprehend the thought of him not liking me, it worries me so much I feel as if i’m about to be sick in your car” you mumbled sadly, looking over at him.

“Okay first off, please don’t get sick in me car” he chuckled softly, trying to lighten up the mood but you weren’t feeling it. “And second off, you don’t need to have these worries. Me and him have spoken of you many times, and he seems genuinely excited that i’ve found someone like you, and if he doesn’t like you, which I know he will, he’ll just have to man up, because I do not plan to leaving you any time soon, or ever” he reassured, turning onto a quiet street before pulling up into the driveway.

As he turned off the ignition and pulled out his key, you couldn’t help the gulp that made it’s way down your throat and you swore you were about to puke.

“Harry, I don’t know if i can do this…really” you whispered shakily, turning to him in the passenger seat.

“Come on love, don’t be silly. Take a deep breath and relax. I’ll be right by your side this whole time” he reassured. You nodded, as he gave you a quick peck on the lips, reaching to the back seat to grab your duffle bag and hopping out the car and you followed close behind.

He linked his fingers through yours making your way to the front door. You left hand in his and in your right hand, a small bag with a bottle of Nick’s favorite whiskey and a box of his favorite chocolates, according to Harry.

Harry smiled over at you, not being able to contain his excitement to show you off to Nick, as you could barely keep up on your two shaky feet.

He pressed the doorbell, a soft ring going throughout his whole home, as loud footsteps were heard through the opposite side of the door.

“Is that my favorite pop star?” Nick hollered, from the other side of the door before swinging it open with a grin.

“Grimmy!” Harry shouted, with a large grin, eyes crinkling, letting go of your hand and letting the duffle bag drop before pulling him into his arms. “Man it’s great to see you!” Harry sighed happily into his shoulder, giving him a pat on the back.

“Same for you, mister pop star. Now who’s this beautiful lady beside you?” he smiled, turning to you as you softly blushed and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

“This is my girl, (Y/N)” he smiled. “She’s been a bit nervous” Harry teased, placing a soft hand on your lower back as you blushed more before sticking your hand out to shake his.

“Oh nonsense love, none of that hand shaking stuff. Bring it in” Nick smiled, opening his arms and giving you a soft but warming embrace, which helped you relax a bit.

“I heard you liked whiskey, so I got you some Malt Whiskey, along with some chocolates” you smiled, showing him the bag as he took it was an agape mouth.

Oh boy, I love her already” he smirked. “You better hold on to her before I snatch her, Styles” Nick teased stepping aside to invite you both in. “Make yourselves comfortable, I have the room down the hall ready for the two of you, you’re welcome to put your bags inside” he offered, closing the front door.

“I’ll go put them in, I have to pop into the toilet anyway, go on and catch up, i’ll be out in a moment” you smiled, pecking Harry’s cheek quickly before scurrying off.

“Well she’s a beauty…” Nick breathed, walking into the kitchen to grab three glasses as he poured a bit of whiskey into each.

“Isn’t she? God, she’s wonderful, really. Inside and out, I don’t know how I got so lucky. I still pinch myself in the mornings sometimes, wondering if she’s really mine”

Nick smiled, sliding the glass over to Harry before taking a small sip.

“I’m glad to see you so happy mate, she really seems to bring the best out in you”

“She really does, it’s so strange. We’d not known each other for long, but we just clicked. Like after meeting the first time, and spending a bit of time together, she’s like that missing piece that i’ve been looking for. It’s weird, i’ve spent so much of my time, looking for the right girl, and unexpectedly, she pops into my life and I cannot imagine my life without her in it now” Harry breathed, completely infatuated with you, and just talking about you, made his heart flutter.

“Well I can tell, mate. The smile is clearly evident that you care for her. Have you told her you loved her?” he questioned, as Harry cheeks pinked.

“No we haven’t said it yet…there have been moments where i’ve almost blurted it out, but I get nervous and flustered, and just decide to not say anything” he sighed, shaking his head with a soft chuckle.

“And I know I shouldn’t be nervous-”

“Nervous about what?” you interrupted, walking into the kitchen making your way beside Harry and wrapping your arms around him.

“Oh nothing love” he chuckled softly. “Just silly stuff, man to man banter” he replied, trying to cover the topic at choice. You cocked an eyebrow, but nodded slowly before taking your glass and quietly thanking Nick for pouring you some.

“So tell me love, how’d you meet this sexy piece of male specimen” Nick teased, with a smirk elbowing Harry, as you all made your way to the couch in his living room.

“Well…” you started, making yourself comfortable next to Harry as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder. “I sort of bumped into him on the street…okay, more so tripped and fell in the middle of the sidewalk, whilst he was getting out of his car during a mob, and he offered to help me up and fix my cut on my knee, but I was almost late for work, so i kindly rejected him and ran off” you chuckled, cheeks pink.

“You ran away?!” Nick laughed loudly, clearly amused by the story. “Oh man, I don’t think i’ve ever heard of such a thing, a woman declining the Harry Styles” he chuckled.

You giggled, taking one more sip of your drink before putting it back on the table.

“Well what happen after that?”

“Well that following night, I promised my best friend, Lucy, that i’d go out with her for a late birthday shabang. So we got to the club and my friend went to the loo, and I ordered me and her two Gin and Tonics’ and that’s when Harry appeared at the bar.” you smiled, looking up and him with a smile, heart fluttering at the memories you were reminiscing by.

“Oh that’s so sweet, and she loves gin and tonics? Harry she really is meant for you” Grimmy smiled, leaning back comfortably on the couch.

Harry nodded with a smile, as he pressed a kiss to your forehead. “Alright, I’ve got to go to the toilet, i’ll be back in a minute” he smiled, squeezing your hand and walking down the hall, into the bathroom as you heart started to slowly beat faster.

You looked around the room, trying anything but to keep eye contact with Nick, because if you did, you felt that you’d be sick on his floor. He had made you comfortable, and you seemed to be getting along. But right when Harry left, that sense of security and comfort diminished, and you felt like you were going to be sick.

“So, what is it that you like about my fellow lad over in the other room?” Nick smiled, looking over at you with warm eyes.

You played with the hem on your shirt, not being able to wipe the smile off your face.

“Gosh, there are so many things, I don’t know where to start really.” you chuckled. “I guess, the first thing that really grabbed my attention was of how caring he seemed to be. Like when he first encountered each other, once he saw I was hurt, it seemed that all his main priorities had shifted and it felt like he had eyes only for me, and he was genuinely seeing if I was okay, and hurt. As time went on, I just started to fall in love with the way he treated others, and cared for others more than he cared about himself, and he’s such a goof, which I love, because he always has me giggling, even when laughing is the last thing on my mind” you breathed contently, finally making eye contact with Nick to see him smiling.

“Did I hear you say you were…falling in love with him?” he suggested, with a small smile.

You blushed, looking down and biting your lip.

“I guess I did…” you whispered, a small smile creeping onto your lips as Nick let out a small squeal like sound.

“Well, if it gives you any solidarity, i love you.” he reassured, with a smile getting up to hug you, which finally made you release a breath of air you didn’t know you were holding.

“Really?” you whispered.

He smiled, pulling away from the hug and placing both hands on your shoulder.

“Really. I haven’t seen him this happy in a long time, and it takes a lot for him to grin and giggle as much as he does around you” he reassured with a soft grin.

“Well, what are you two up too? Hope you’re not stealing my girl?” Harry teased, walking over to you and pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“Can’t make any promises, Harold” Nick teased, playfully shoving his shoulder, as all three of you headed to the back patio to chat, and order some pizza for dinner.


You happily sighed, slipping Harry’s soft tee over your chest and slipping on a pair of sweatpants to keep warm, since the nights were still chilly.

“Well that went over a lot better than I expected” you smiled, crawling in bed beside him as he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and putting his phone down.

See? I told you there was nothing to be worried over, love. You’ve got to trust me” he grinned. You rolled your eyes before snuggling closer to him and pressing a peck to his chin.

“I do trust you, and you know that, but sometimes nerves just get the best of some people. Happens to you too, imagine when you have to meet my friends and family” you suggested, with a raised brow looking up at him to get his reaction.

His eyes widened, his adam’s apple bobbing in his throat before he looked down at you.

“What’s that suppose to mean? Why’d you say it like that? Would they not like me?” he questioned hurriedly, one after another and you just smirked.

“See” you stressed with a smirk. He glared at you playfully and groaned, rolling over on top of you, leaning his forehead against yours staring into your eyes.

“I hate you sometimes” he playfully teased and you grinned.

“Nah you don’t, you love me” you chuckled, suddenly going quiet, noticing what you had just said, but Harry didn’t falter.

“You’re right” he breathed. “I do.”

You paused, blinking multiple times and grabbing his face with both your hands to get a good look at him.

“What?” you breathed quietly, not sure if he even heard the word escape your lips.

“You’re right, I do love you” he smiled softly, stroking your cheek. “And I have for a while, but I was too nervous to tell you. But I do, I love you. I love you so much” he smiled.

You let out a breathy chuckle before smiling. “Oh I love you too Harry” you beamed, caressing his face and bringing his lips down to yours. “So much” you whispered against his lips as he deepened the kiss.

“I’m glad, because otherwise, we’d have a big problem” he teased, against your lips and you giggled swatting at his chest with an eye roll. “You sure know how to ruin a moment” you retorted with a playful eye roll and a whine escaping from his lips.


You were laying in bed, head on Harry’s chest, and you couldn’t fall asleep, you were just so happy and your heart just couldn’t stop pitter pattering.

“Are you asleep?” you whispered, out into the dark.

“No” you heard a deep mumble coming from his chest, followed by a yawn. “Not any more” he groggily chuckled.

“Oh, sorry” you sheepishly replied. “I’ll let you go back to sleep” you whispered, placing your head back onto his chest.

“Mm, no it’s okay. I’m awake now anyways, what’s up”

“Nothing, i’m just really happy” you gushed quietly. “I just love you, a lot is all” you smiled.

He grinned, turning his head to you before pressing his lips against yours and keeping them there for a moment.

“Come with me” he whispered against your lips getting up, slipping on his cotton pajama pants and slipping on one of his soft tees.

“Where are we going? Harry it’s one in the morning” you whispered, following him out into the hallway quietly, hoping none of the floorboards would creak.

“Just shush for a minute” he chuckled quietly, leading you through the home and into the backyard, past the small cobblestone path and headed towards what seemed to be a small guest home.

“What’s this?” you questioned quietly, squinting your eyes, trying to see as best you could in the dark.

“This…” he started, sliding the sliding door open and flipping a switch. “Is where we’ll be staying for the rest of the night. Grim and I set it up earlier today, but I couldn’t find a moment to whisk you back here before, so I figured we could just come now, since you couldn’t sleep anyway” he smiled, watching your reaction, hoping you’d love it.

It was beautiful. From the outside it looked small, but once you step in, the first thing you noticed were the soft fairy lights dainty hung around the room to give it a nice dim lighting. Followed by a soft fur carpet and two chairs and a large bed with lots and lots of pillows, along with a small kitchen nook and a bathroom. 

“Harry…” you whispered.

“Do you like it? I thought maybe it’d be a bit more sentimental if I surprised you with this, since you were so nervous about today-”

You cut him off by wrapping your arms around his neck and pushing your body close to him and bringing you lips to his.

The kiss started out soft, just two pairs of lips against the other, feeling each other out, but soon enough you deepened the kiss, making two tongues fight for dominance and see who would win.

You let out a soft moan when you felt Harry’s hands cup your bum and you hopped up onto him with your legs around his waist as he brought you over to the bed and laid you down, hovering over you and keeping his lips connected to yours, refusing to depart.

“You’re so beautiful” he whispered, splaying kisses from your chin down to your neck and collarbone back to your lips.

You let out a small whimper, feeling that this was it. It was time, and you were ready.

“Harry” you panted, running your fingers through his hair, as he kept plotting kisses down your neck. “Harry” you panted again, a bit more loudly this time so he could hear you.

He lifted his head up, about to question if you were okay but you just smiled and caressed his cheek.

“I think i’m ready” you stated, looking him in the eye, not cutting eye contact. His eyes went wide, not really expecting you to say what you just said.

“Really? Love, are you sure? You know I don’t expect anything from you-”

You nodded your head and pressed your lips to his again.

I know, and yes, i’m sure. I want to share this moment with you. I love you.”

That’s when Harry felt his heart do a swan dive, this was really happening. Him and you, and he had hoped this moment would come soon because he loved you so much, and he wanted to share that intimate feeling with you for the first time and wanted to remember it for forever, and he knew that with your struggled past, this was a big step for you, and it warmed his heart that you wanted to take that step with him.

“Oh sweetheart, I love you too” he whispered, deepening the kiss between him and you. “Let me make you feel good tonight, hm? It’s all about you” he hummed against your neck giving you the shivers.

It started off with slow touches. His hands kneaded at your hips, while his lips were pressed to your neck, sure to leave some love marks. Slowly pulling off your shirt, your beauty just stunned him. You were so different, so beautiful.

Stretch marks adorning your body, to show how you’ve grown and changed over the years. Small little scars from past experiences that you had been through and he made sure to show those some extra love.

“You’re so beautiful, god i love you” he hummed, slowly pulling your soft sweats down your thighs and tossing them behind him mindlessly, and watching you there, in such a vulnerable state, only bra and panties left on, that was enough to get him twitching in his sweats.

“Well, you just gonna sit there and gape at me or are you gonna finally fuck me” you whispered, seductively, eyes growing darker.

And if Harry was hard before, he was definitely hard now.

Shit baby, I love when you talk dirty” he smirked, leaning down and unhooking your bra and tossing it behind him, quickly removing his own shirt and sweats, leaving him only in boxers.

“Wow, you’re stunning” he breathed, rolling one breast in your palm, as his lips attached to your other breast, causing them to bud up, as his teeth gently grazed them.

“Mmm, Harry. That feels s–so good” you whispered, fingers grazing through his hair. He smirked, eyes locking with yours before spreading kisses all the way down your stomach, your hips down to the spot right below your navel.

“Mmm, don’t tease” you groaned, clamping your eyes shut as you legs snapped shut, as you felt the tingles going up to your belly.

“Shh, let me take care of you” he reassured. “Where do you want me?” he breathed against your thigh, sponging soft and slow kisses on the inside of your thighs, leaving you to groan and he loved it.

“Harry, please” you demanded. “I need you, now.” you pressed, he just smirked and licked his lips.

“Alright, all you had to do was ask” he smirked, leaning down and taking his forefinger pushing your panties to the side, allowing the cool air to hit your core as you shivered. You felt his warm breath, right where you needed him.

He looked up at you, waiting for your eyes to open, and once he did, and you two made eye contact, he took his tongue and licked a stripe up, collecting all your juices.

“O–Oh, shit” you stuttered, grabbing onto the sheets beside you. “Harry” you panted, as his fingers separated your folds, and his tongue dove further in, flicking against the bundle of nerves, causing you to snap your thighs against the sides of his head.

“O–Oh, fuck!” you squealed. “H–Harry, i’m gonna…” you panted, not being able to catch your breath, hands gripping anything you could grab at as Harry picked his moments.

“I’m gonna cum, fuck baby!” you panted with a squeal, feeling the tingle low in your belly and your toes start to curl.

“Mmm, go ahead. Cum, cum all over me” he hummed against your warm center, causing you to squeal and a rush of relief was washed over when your orgasam came rolling out of you, soft moans escaping your lips as your hips moved with your orgasam.

Harry licked his lips, staring deep into your eyes before pressing his lips to yours into a deep kiss causing the both of you to groan.

Fuck baby, you taste so good” he mumbled against your lips. You smiled seductively against his lips as he pulled his boxers down and disregarded them as fast as he could.

“I can’t wait to make love to you” he panted, taking his hand moving it up and down his shaft, ready to enter your warm core.

You smiled, placing your hand behind his neck, pulling him close. “Then do it” you whispered, against his ear causing a groan to elicit out of his lips.

He pumped himself a couple of times, and guided himself to you, slowly pushing in.

“Let me know if you want me to slow down, or stop.” he whispered, catching the hint of nervousness in your eyes, as you nodded, biting your lip.

He brought his hips to yours slowly, closing his eyes in ecstasy, and trying to keep his moans at bay but he couldn’t.

“Fuck baby” he let out, in a groan. “You’re so tight” he breathed, looking over at you to check how you were doing.

Your eyes were closed, lip bitten red, cheeks flushed.

“You doing ok? Am I hurting you?” he questioned quietly, lips pressing to your cheek.

“Mmm, no, you’re doing perfect” you breathed. “A bit of an adjustment, but it feels amazing” you breathed, looking him in the eye with a soft smile, as he sunk his whole self in and let out a battered breath.

Oh fuck, baby” he panted, slowly moving out and in.

You moaned, throwing your head back as that familiar tingle slowly made its way back up to your belly. You placed your hands on his bare bum, trying to bring him closer.

“Come on, baby, faster” you insisted, bringing your lips to his, tongues brought together.

It was all happening so fast. The tingle back in your belly, the curling of the toes. Warm bodies close together, trying to hold on as long as possible. The moans and groans, the scratching of your fingernails along his back when he hit that one spot that had to squealing. Rough and sloppy movements as you both reached your climax, and then it was over.

You laid back in the bed, both on your back as you both panted, looking up at the ceiling.

“How was I, was I okay?” he let out in a bit of a pant and you smiled, tugging the sheets up closer to your chest.

“You were amazing, thank you. I love you” you whispered, leaning closer to him and pressing a soft kiss by one of his swallow tattoos.

He hummed in content, wrapping his arms around you, to keep you closer.

“Want to watch a film?” he whispered groggily. You hummed and nodded, as he switched on Pretty Woman, and ten minutes in, you two were out like a light, snuggled into each other, head on his chest, and content as ever.

“I’m sorry I used you.” [Drabble pt.1]

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Angst

Drabble pt.1

Word count: 1,166. 

[Drabble pt.1] [Drabble pt.2 Finished]

But a simple ‘I’m sorry’ wasn’t good enough. It was never good enough and it will never ever be good enough. How was sorry ever going to cut it? I’ve done nothing but caused him pain. Not physically, but emotionally. Sometimes emotional pain hurts more than taking a few punches. Sometimes it’s the aftermath of being punched, why you were punched that hurts more.

I used him. I used him to get to his best friend. I secretly dated Taehyung so that I would have more chances to see Jimin. Jimin had no idea, he had no part in any of this. Behind Taehyung’s back I would flirt with him, I’d do anything to catch his attention. I thought I loved Jimin, I thought he was everything I ever wanted. But it turns out. That person was Taehyung. But I took advantage of him and his kindness. He never doubted me, when he really should have. Even with the way I acted, how I told him that he couldn’t tell anyone about our relationship, he never once disagreed. He went along with whatever I wanted. But here I was right now, standing outside his front door. Wanting to beg for him back.

I knocked on his front door, knowing he was the only one home tonight whilst the boys were out having fun. Jimin told me. I don’t deserve either of them. So why am I even here? The door open and there he stood, in front of me looking as handsome as always, though his hair was messy - and his eyes were red.

“What are you doing here?” He croaked out, which caused my heart to ache.

“Can I come in?” I asked, shamelessly.

“Why would you need to? Jimin’s not here right now, which you should know because you’re his girlfriend.” I could hear the bitterness in his voice, but how could I blame him? After all, I did use him as a bridge to cross over to get to his best friend. I still wonder, why didn’t he expose me?

“I miss you.”

“You can’t say shit like that Y/N we’re not together anymore, I guess we never were in your eyes.”

“But I need you Taehyung and I’m sorry I used you.”

“Do you think you can just walk back into my life as easy as you left it? Do you think you can just waltz in here and pretend that nothing ever happened? That you didn’t use me to get to the person you really loved? The person being my best friend? If you’re thinking the answer’s yes then you’re in for a hell of a surprise.” His words were sharp, they left his tongue as if he had thought this all out before saying them.

“But you said you’d always love me right? Don’t you mean that?”

“I was stupid to even send that message. A complete fool. You’re not worth it, but yes I loved you and quite frankly I still do. I can’t stop loving you, I don’t know how to stop loving you. No matter how hard I try to forget you I can’t because you’re always here. you’re always rubbing in my face your relationship wth Jimin. It fucking hurts Y/N, can’t you see you’ve broken me? Is this what makes you happy? Does it make you feel good to see someone who was head over heels for you, break down? You never even loved me did you?” His eyes were watery, but the I figured - so were mine. I swallowed back the tears, hearing him say that I wasn’t worth it hurt a lot. But he’s not wrong. Because I wasn’t worth it and what hurts the most is the fact that I tore him into shreds without even thinking about the pain he’d go through.

“But I do Taehyung, I do love you. After all the time we spent together, you’re the one I fell in love with and I’m sorry for not realising it sooner.”

“It’s too late for that, you’re Jimin’s girl now.”

“Please don’t say it’s too late, we can fix this. I can fix this, just give me one more chance.”

“You’re being fucking ridiculous right now, you’ve been with Jimin for only a week how could you? Or is it because he doesn’t want you? So that’s the reason why you’re here? Because I’m a back up plan? I loved you Y/N for the months that we were together not once did I doubt my love for you, and I sure as heck ever doubted your love for me. But you betrayed me, was lying to me fun? Was telling me that you love me that easy for you when you didn’t mean it? I have feelings too Y/N.”

“No I left him because I realised that it’s you I love, not Jimin, I don’t love him at all. Whenever I spent time with him, I could only think of you. You’re the one for me Taehyung I swear, if you’d let me have another chance I swear that I’ll make it right, you won’t ever have to doubt my love for you, like you never did! I never doubted your love for me either!” I tried to grab ahold of his hand but he flung his arm away. But do I blame him? No. But did it hurt? Yes, a lot.

“Do you even know what you’re saying right now Y/N? How could you? You’re trash to me, and I’m telling Jimin this. You don’t deserve him, you don’t deserve either of us and of course you wouldn’t doubt my love for you Y/N, because you couldn’t. Because my love for you was real. I can’t even believe you have the damn balls to be standing here right now saying this to my face whilst you’re still dating Jimin. You’re disgusting. Get the fuck off my porch. I never want to see you again.” He slammed the front door and I saw him walk away through the glass. I saw how he used his sleeve to wipe away his tears.

If I had just held on, if I had not used him, if I had a real heart. Non of this would have happened. He’s right. I don’t deserve Jimin, and I don’t deserve him either. So I’m walking away, away from them both. Because they deserve so much better than a shitty person like me.

I knew that Jimin wasn’t going to answer his phone, so I left him a voicemail.

“Hey Jimin, it’s me Y/N. Let’s break up, you’re too good for me and I don’t deserve you. I’m sorry I don’t have the balls to tell you why, and for that I’m a coward. But I’m sure if you asked Taehyung, he’d be more than happy tell you. I’m sorry, but I don’t love you. I’ve always been in love with someone else. I love T-”

The sound through the phone signalled that my time was up.

That our time was up.

This was random, I don’t know why I wrote it… and I don’t think it’s angsty enough .-. what doooo


Originally posted by thugshawn

Requested by anonymous: You should do a Shawn imagine based off the song F.U. by Little Mix I think it’d be so good to see an imagine like that

Word Count: 1,698

Note: this is obviously just writing because Shawn would NEVER do this, but it’s still fun to write ya know. plus the Glory Days album by LM is suCH A FREAKING BOP I LOVE IT ¯\_(ツ)_/¯


You knew exactly what had happened the minute he didn’t walk through the door like he promised.

It wouldn’t be the first time, and that’s what caused your heart to sink.

Your eyes landed on the cold, untouched plate of meatloaf and mashed potatoes.

To be completely honest, that’s how your heart felt, too. It wasn’t always like this, though.

There was a time where the both of you were still happy - where you didn’t want to constantly take a bat to everything he owned and let him know he messed with the wrong girl. It started about two months ago; you and Shawn had gotten into a huge fight following several smaller fights that had blown you two out of the water.

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Keep Loving Me (Seth x Reader)

A/N: I switch between the names Colby and Seth throughout the imagine as the actor real name is Colby.

Request: could u do a seth one where your telling him that your having his baby, maybe something like how he reactions to it

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“Colby” You shouted as you saw him in the hallway but he didn’t hear your call and kept on walking. Maybe his hearing wasn’t back to normal from being out with the crowd. “Colby” You try again as you caught up to him. Placing your hand on his lower back he turned.

“Oh was that you callin for me?” He asked as look down at your small fame. Showing no signs of excitement in his face that it was you. It actually looked like he was annoyed that it was you calling his name. It made you nervous for what you were about tell him.

“No shit Colby, there’s no one else here with that name” You crossed your arms, he chose to ignore you which didn’t set right with your feeling especially with your heart.

“Sorry babe but we’re at the stadium now so I only listen for Seth”  He shrugged as if he should of been obviously to you.

“Whatever, I really need to talk to you, got a moment?” You asked as you held onto his hands. Seth thought for a moment and then said

“Yeah sure spit it out” You looked around the hallway, there was people everywhere. Crew workers were working around the clock to clean up the set to get it packed up for the next show somewhere else. You grabbed his hand and pulled him into the nearest closet.

“Umm I’m not sure where to start” You stated as you look at Seth, he didn’t look to pleased that you made him come in here but you didn’t want anyone to know until he did. This was meant to be a private thing. Plus you knew he would be mad if he wasn’t the first person to hear about this.

“Babe not to rush you but get to the point, I really want to get out of these sweaty clothes. It’s been a long night for me.” Seth now crossed his arms and glare down at you waiting for you to continue. The glare he shot your way was like getting hit in the chest. Why were you such a bother to him all of the sudden.

“You won’t get mad right?” You let out with a worried look on your face. Things haven’t been going good for the two of you lately and you were scared of what was to come. This was life changing news whether he wanted to hear it or not.

“Mad? What did you do now Y/N?” Colby shouted but only enough for you guys to hear. The tone of his voice was what made you even more worried and for a second you thought that you were going to back out from telling him. Your eyes couldn’t find his, you kept your head down looking your shoes. They seemed to bring a calm peace to your mind or maybe it was just better at looking at them then telling Colby the news.

“Are you going to say anything? Or is this just a waste of my time?” When you didn’t speak Colby have had enough and turn to reach the handle. He didn’t want to be in here any longer.

“Wait” You quietly spoke up, reaching out to grab Colby hand. Colby notice the change in your body language and step back waiting for you to continue. “I’m.. oh god this is harder than I thought” raising your head you met Colby eye once again. “I’m pregnant” The shocked appear across Colby face, his eyes widen and he dropped his hand from yours. You didn’t even get a chance to say anything else as Colby shot out through the door. You ran out after him to only find him right next to the door on the wall. He was leaning back with his eyes closed. You could hear his heavy breathing and you knew if you listen closely yours would match.

“Colby” You said inching closer but all Colby could do was slide down the wall.

“I’m sorry”

“What?” You were confused from your boyfriend words, why would he be sorry?

You took a sit next to him on the cold concrete floor. “Why are you sorry for?” You asked as Colby was running his hands over his face.

“I just.. I haven’t been there for you like I should lately and now you’re here telling me you’re pregnant” He let out a shaky breath “I’m scared babe” Looking at the man in front of you, you didn’t know what to think. You thought he would be mad like moments before but man were you wrong. He was only mad at himself not you.

“What if I’m not a good father? I mean I can’t even be a good boyfriend”

“Colby baby” You said leaning into him, he wrapped an arm around you. “You are going to be a great dad, don’t ever doubt yourself about that”

“I’m never home” Tears were starting to fall down his cheeks. You wonder how you didn’t know any of this. Yeah things had been rocky lately but you never knew Colby was feeling like this. He didn’t think he was enough and that’s what had been bothering him.

“Baby” You cupped both of his cheeks “I love you and I know you will be the best dad ever. Your amazing boyfriend whether you know it or not. I wouldn’t want this with anyone else”


“Really Colby, it’s only you that I can see myself spending the rest of my life with” Your words brought a smile across his face. You wiped away the tears that had fallen.

“I love you”

I love you too"

“I’m going to be a dad” Colby said as the feeling finally sunk in. You nodded and grinned. “We’re going to be parents!”

“Yes we are”

Nothing else was spoken between the two of you guys in that moment. Everything seemed to fall back into place after weeks of slowly falling apart. So there you two stayed wrapped into each other’s arms as you thought about what was next come. You two were going to have a family and the smiles on yours faces proved that you couldn’t wait.

I Know I Shouldn't (Part 1)

Loki x OC

Warnings: language, violence

I have a thing for the trickster god.

I shouldn’t, I knew better, but I’d never had much self control. That had always been my downfall, my father had told me that.

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V Route Theory and A Look in the RFA Orientation Guide Book

Okay okay okay I’m super hyped about the upcoming V Route that Cheritz has kindly promised to release in August. Honestly? V was my favorite for a very long time, probably since I played the Secret Endings (so you can imagine what I felt when… you know… V… RFA’s gonna need a new blue boy…)


As you can see from the Jumin and Saeyoung Routes, the boys and the MC have lived in the same home for a few days. MC checked in on Jumin after Elly went missing and helped de-stress him while Jumin wanted to un-dress her. Then with Saeyoung, he saved the MC from “Unknown” (or AKA: Saeran) and lived in Rika’s apartment for a few days with her. Even with Zen’s Route, the MC visited his home to check in on him. And in all of those routes, some, ahem, romance happens.

I’ve heard my fair share of V Route theories. The MC playing as Rika for one, then there’s the debate if it’s romantic or platonic. Either way I’m thrilled to see more of V, and probably see more of Rika and Saeran. But I got to thinking, Saeyoung’s pretty strict on security. He has a CCTV in Rika’s hallways and he has a password for his house in Arabic. When the information about the bomb in the apartment gets out… because, you know, in pretty much all of the routes the bomb is mentioned. Seeing the common theme of MC going to one of the boy’s houses (or them coming to her) it wouldn’t be a stretch to say in the V Route for the MC to go to V’s apartment for security reasons. I mean, in a Route for him, he’d probably be in the RFA chats more often. Maybe often enough to see MC kinda panicking about the bomb (honestly, who wouldn’t? One wrong typo on Saeyoung’s part and the whole apartment complex would fucking explode before he could say “oops”. Not that I doubt the child genius but… mistakes can happen) and invite her to stay with him. V often a time wants to take the burden on himself so since he technically owns the apartment, he knows the address and could easily go get MC or have MC come to him. But most likely go to MC, I mean for security reasons she shouldn’t wander off when Unknown is after her and the bomb could go off…

But yeah, and seeing how V doesn’t go on the chatroom very often it would be believable for most of the Route to be a visual novel, spare MC in the chatrooms. Since Cheritz confirmed it was an eleven day Route, I’m sure it follows the standard.

But something that gets to me is the “Another Story” title of the Route; it could really mean anything. Maybe an alternate universe, maybe in the past making the MC a past girlfriend before the RFA, or maybe even the MC playing as Rika (though I really doubt it, the fandom would throw their phone into hell before they play as Rika for the most part). Basically meaning, the title makes it even more curious and most of the fandom is craving to know what’s gonna happen. I’m dying to know how the V Route is gonna play out, but I hope my theory is true. It’d be nice to see how living with V is and how his description matches his living style. In the RFA Orientation Guide Book: For VIPs found in the RFA VIP Package, you can see he lives very simply. His hobby is art collecting, his favorite food is “simple and convenient pain de champagne”, he doesn’t really have a least favorite food, and his most used app is his photo album. Even his favorite quote is “The bud of our love will swell up during the summer wind, and blossom into a beautiful flower next time we meet” (also, in the 1 Year special chat with V, he said that “our relationship began during the season with the most bountiful sunlight”: probably summer. “The bud of our love will swell up during the SUMMER WIND”, was I the only one who noticed this btw? “And blossom into a beautiful flower next time we meet”: the next time the MC resets and meets V again, probably. Maybe Cheritz has been foreshadowing for months? Who knows)

Anyways, off track-slightly-and basically saying that living with V for a few days would be killer fun. You don’t hear anything about his family, except in the Christmas DLC where Jumin mentions something bad about his mother, and even the Guide guessed about his height. It said “179cm… Probably?”, he is a very mysterious character indeed. He has no desired items, his username is a pen name for his art, in the Guide his most recent problems are just labeled as “-”, and he maybe has ten inputs in the RFA chatrooms on average. It’s pretty cool to imagine learning more about him. Plus he has cool, brightly colored hair that I now want.

It yeah, my theory right or wrong, I’ll take it as I can get it. Cheritz is already blessing us with a V Route so what more can you hope for? Probably a Saeran Route, but we’ll have to see about that.

Now, I would like to talk about the Q&A V got in the RFA Guide.

The fourth question he was asked was about what he would do if he got involved in a love triangle. “I don’t want to imagine such a question. I’m sorry.” He isn’t interested in a love triangle, or rather he wants nothing to do with one, which is understand. V wants everyone to be happy and he wants to protect everyone, let it be two people all over him he’d probably feel horrible the entire time. Or maybe him having feelings for a person someone else has eyes for, he’d probably let the other person have them. Well… Jumin… Rika… well… I don’t think he knew Jumin had the hots for Rika…


The sixth question asked for his ideal type, he said that he just wanted someone to connect with, but that he doesn’t think he’ll meet another person like that. Well, the MC in the good endings usually are as empathetic as they can get and connects to the RFA members with ease. BAM! Ideal type. I believe that a reason that V is so attached to Rika and unwilling to give her up is because he doesn’t think he’ll find anyone like her. He’s attached to the idea of a “true love” so I doubt he had many, or for that matter any, ex girlfriends. He doubts that he can find someone else, which is terrible because he was in an abusive relationship and bent to Rika’s every will, which wasn’t good for either of them. Everyone who has ever been or is currently in an abusive relationship deserves to have a happy and healthy companionship. V’s philosophical and probably spent a lot of time analyzing and studying Rika, everyone knows the pain of losing something you spent so long working on be it a book series, a school assignment, a job, or anything like that. It’s frustrating and you want to hold onto it as tightly as you can because you don’t want to let it go. Rika and V held the first RFA party four years ago, they’ve probably been together for longer. They took in Saeran while he was still a teenager and met Saeyoung at an even younger age. They’ve been with each other for a very long time and it’s hard to let go of someone like that because you’ve already invested so much time into them and so many memories. It’s tough, I couldn’t even imagine how heart wrenching it was for him. I’ve stayed with most of my childhood friends and I haven’t delved into a long term relationship in a long time, and even then it was only for a year or so. V and Rika have been together for easily 6-7 years, V was invested from the beginning and it’s depressing to even think about him thinking all that time, energy, and emotions is lost if he loses Rika. Which ended up having Rika and the RFA lose him.

(Also wondering, the Guide said he has a sister and his parents, why weren’t they at his funeral? All of the RFA members (spare MC) shared a eulogy at the funeral while his family wasn’t even mentioned, if was even said that they lived abroad but certainly they would go down for their son and brother’s funeral? Just a thought)


V also said in question ten that he looks for a girl’s heart that he’s interested in. V’s a very sweet man and like I’ve said many, many times; I’m uber excited for a V Route.

Anyway, considering the fact V has terrible handwriting (Rika made him type letters instead of writing them because of it ;-;) it’d be nice for the MC to embrace his terrible handwriting and for V to be surprised. He’d probably be grateful and notice the difference between the MC and Rika (unlike Yoosung haha) because of it. While Rika wants to change V, the MC wants V to evolve into the best, happiest version of himself. That’s what the MC does in the good endings, she makes the RFA members happy and evolves them into something great rather than someone they’re not.

Now, in the Top Secret book from the VIP Package, you get to see concept V (a total cutie) and his backstory.

“We developed V as someone who truly achieves philosophical love. Because he had to be Jumin’s childhood friend and the leader at the same time, we wanted him to be soft but infallible.”

This is V’s character. He “truly achieves philosophical love” and he’s “soft but infallible”. Infallible basically means he can do no wrong, which isn’t really true to him. But another meaning is to knowing the truth with certainty, which relates to him more. He knew that Mint Eye was a bad idea and he knew Rika wouldn’t feel real joy from it. V knew the truth about most everything, and that represents his character. He kept things from the RFA, which was bad, yeah, but he knew the truth but instead of seeing help, he was “soft” and wanted to keep the RFA out of danger. Does that make sense to you guys? Sometimes translating things from my brain to typing it is a, uh, rough translation.


As a kind soul, it’s easy to grow deep bonds with his type of character. A lot of people from the fandom have fallen in love with his character and his personality. I can’t blame them, for me at least he reminds me of my dad who I love dearly and acts as a role model to me and it’s nice to imagine a relationship with a person who reminds you of half of yourself. It’s easy to relate and such, which I find beautiful about his character. I could honestly swoon and gush about his character for days if I had the opportunity. People usually love Saeyoung the most (popularity polls) and find his character complex. Which it is, but I find V’s character even more fascinating. Sorry, Saeyoung, but V’s my favorite.

That basically concludes this, I hope I made sense to you guys, and what do you guys think? Is it a possibility for MC to live with V in the Route? What did you think on my character analysis? Do you agree or disagree? Anyways, I hope this at least made you guys entertained lol.


Mermaids; part 2

Legolas Greenleaf x Fem!Reader

Character(s): Legolas Greenleaf, Thranduil

Fandom: The Hobbit/LOTR

Prompt/plot: Reader is a mermaid who somehow got washed up near Mirkwood. Legolas is out hunting and finds her only to take her home and to care for her. Thranduil has allowed her to stay in Mirkwood and Legolas will help her learn to walk, which leads to different things.

Warning(s): nudity, curious/confused reader about genitals 

A/N: I’M HYPED FOR THIS YOOO. Also I noticed I use the word ‘quick’ in literally everything I write lmao.

Tagged: @17baldwinn 

Alu tarien = water princess 

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Only One - Bruce Wayne

Request: ‘jealous BruceXBatmom’ (x)

A/N: Hope you like it!

    It was your tenth anniversary. Bruce and you had originally planned a quiet evening just the two of you. Your sons had respected that, but still had all come to the manor for breakfast so they could at least celebrate a little with you. However your friends had had an other idea. One by one they had shown up with presents. Neither Bruce nor you had the heart to kick them out, so instead you cancelled and stayed home.
    Currently you were all sitting around dinner table. Dick grinned at you from the other side of the table, he had been hesitant when you had changed your plans since he knew what today meant for you, but also secretly glad to spend time with you. His brothers had reacted the same way, Jason had even offered to kick everyone out if you didn’t want to do it. But now he was sitting between Dick and Tim, having a good-humored banter with the younger one. Damian sat on  your side, talking with Jon.
    “Ten years is quiet the accomplishment.” Diana commented. Bruce and you shared a smile. It was, and you still loved him like the first day. There was a lot you went through together, but you didn’t regretted one second of it.  You loved your husband and the life you had build with him.
    “Hard to believe it has been this long.” Clark stated. He laughed to himself. “I can still remember telling Pa that I missed my chance with you.”
Bruce’s head suddenly snapped up, his eyes registering shock. But as quickly as he could, he made his expression to a passive expression, though his eyes were aimed directly at Clark as if shooting invisible daggers.  This was new to him.
    Your other guests froze and Tim’s mouth fell open. Damian supply moved closer to you, glaring at Clark. Next to him Jon looked up shocked at his own mother, who only rolled their eyes and shook their head with a smile. They oblivious knew the story. The rest of the table looked as if they were waiting for something as they shifted their gazes from Bruce to you to Clark and back again. To those it came a bit of a shock when you laughed. “That was a long time ago.” you said, for once not noticing the tension as you were caught up in memories. “I think my mom was pouting, too.”
    The glances of your family snapped to you. You rose an eyebrow before you realized that you had never told them the story. No because you were keeping secrets, but because it simply never came up. You looked at Bruce and took his hand, giving him a smile. Before you could say anything, he got up. “If you excuse me.” he said getting up.
    You frowned as he left the room. “I’ll be right back.” you excused yourself to go after him, knowing you had to clear this up right. Bruce had always been rather jealous. Nobody uttered a word until the footsteps faded along the corridor. After a while Damian jumped up and sneaked after his parents, Tim right behind him. Jason and Dick exchanged a glance and followed them. None of them planned to let you see them, but they had to know what was going on.
    Then it was quiet. “I thought we would never see you get out of that alive, Clark.” Hal joked with his lopsided smile. Jon’s mom nodded and agreed. They turned and kissed Clark on his lips, which the latter returned with enthusiasm. "Be a bit more careful when teasing your friend.” they said, cupped his face with her hand.
    Clark gave a laugh, giving you an innocent shrug. “Were would be the fun in that?” he asked. Noticing everyone else’s confused looks he grinned. “It isn’t what you think.” he explained and started telling the others the story.

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About Daisies and Sunflowers - Ch. 3

A/N: Ahh I’m so excited for this series, and I love that you all enjoy it!! I have an entire outline for how I want this story to go, and I can’t wait to post the rest of this story!! Anyone who isn’t on the taglist, but wants to be can send me an ask or a message and I’ll tag you in the next part!

Pairing: prince!Evan Hansen x fem!reader

Warning(s): nothing really, fluff, really bad flirting??, mild angst at the very end???

Taglist: @pawneeismyhome, @onemorebookidontneed, @smollittlebean, @johns-turtle, @musicalimaginesforyou, @lils-awesome-world, @dehinprettycursive, @dear-enjolras-hansen, @bens-platt

Word count: 1,949

You weren’t expecting Evan to write you so soon, especially not the day after you told him to do so. That’s not to say you weren’t extremely excited when he did write to you quickly. It was a pleasant surprise when your maid brought you the letter at breakfast two days after you walked with Evan in his garden. Your step-father, while a very kind and understanding man, had a ‘no letters’ at the table rule, which meant you had to wait until you were excused from the table to run up to your room and read what the wonderful boy had written.

By the time you were allowed to leave breakfast, you were beyond impatient. Sitting on your bed, you opened the letter as quickly as you could, knicking your pointer finger in the process. You yelped and sucked on the cut as you read the letter.

You didn’t think the blue-eyed prince could get anymore adorable, but you were proven wrong. You couldn’t help but blush as you read the words he had written you, flattered that he would want to see you again. You were already enchanted with the boy, but the moment he compared you to his favorite flower, you completely swooned. You had never felt attraction to anyone this strongly or this quickly.

You rushed over to your desk and sat down, grabbing a piece of the pretty floral stationery your mother had given you for your most recent birthday. You had never had a reason to use it before, but now that you did, you couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh at the pattern around the edges. Flower paper for a flower boy. You grinned despite yourself and began writing your letter.

Dear Evan,

You don’t have to be formal with me at all. I only earned the title ‘princess’ pretty recently, so it’s refreshing to have someone refer to me as a friend. You mentioned feeling quite similar the other night in your garden, I believe.

I have to admit, I was so excited about receiving your letter that I gave myself a papercut in my haste to open it. Feel free to tease me about this, if you would like; it was a bit silly of me. If I were to say this was the first time I’ve done something clumsy like that, I would be lying. I may have the title of royalty, but all the grace that is supposed to come with being a princess seems to have evaded me completely.

I’m flattered that I remind you of your favorite flower, I didn’t find it to be weird at all. If anything, you too remind me of my favorite flower as well- sunflowers. There’s just something warm and bright that accompanies both you and sunflowers, something about the both of you that make me feel comfortable. I must ask you, though: why exactly do I remind you of a daisy?

Speaking of your garden, I would absolutely love to come see the addition of the poppies! I’m sure they’re absolutely beautiful! My mother, stepfather, and I are leaving for Irvingdale in a few days, and the Rose Palace is on the way, I’m sure I could convince my parents to allow me to visit with you for a few hours, if you wouldn’t mind.

You smiled down at your words. While you were pretty forward and open with the way you felt towards Evan, you weren’t quite sure if the timid boy could handle outright flirtatiousness, so you watered down your words, mixing the words of affection in with the feeling of being friends.

Despite our brief time together, I find myself missing you more than I thought I would. Since my mother and I moved into the palace, I’d yet to have a conversation in which I wasn’t constantly worrying about the right thing to say or the proper way to it. Walking with you in your garden that night was the most comfortable I’ve been in a long time, Evan. Thank you for that.

Until we meet again,


You reread your letter and decided it was good enough to send. You slipped it into an envelope and sealed it, before writing Evan’s name in careful handwriting. Now all there was left to do was send it. You found the palace messenger, Addison, thankfully just before she left. Before she left, she glanced at the name the letter was addressed to and gave you a big grin. “Prince Hansen? You two are on a first name basis?” She asked in a playful tone. You blushed and rolled your eyes. “He doesn’t act like other people do, Ads, he treats me like I’m still just a normal person, and that he’s a normal person, and that he and I can be normal together! It’s… It’s hard to explain, really,” you said, smiling softly. “I’ve had the honor of meeting him a couple times. He’s very nice, always very polite and kind to me and the other servants. You could definitely do worse, my lady.” And with that, she left the palace to deliver the letters she was due to deliver.

Later that night, your mother visited you. “So, (Y/N), you seem particularly cheerful today,” she commented. You just hummed in agreement, not looking up from the book you were reading. “It wouldn’t happen to be because of that letter you received this morning would it?” You glanced up to see a small smirk on her face. “You know, I asked Addison who the letter was from; you should have told me that Prince Hansen was courting you!” She said. Your eyes nearly bulged out of your head. “No! He isn’t courting me! We’re merely writing to each other as friends!” You corrected her quickly, trying to ignore the blood rushing to your cheeks. “Oh really? That’s all it is?” She gave you a skeptical look, but you nodded insistently. “Really!” You sighed in relief when she gave in. She kissed your forehead and bid you goodnight, before leaving you with your thoughts.

Two days later,, you found yourself impatient and on edge. “Is everything alright, my lady?” Your tutor asked you. You merely nodded, watching out the window expectantly. What you were waiting for? You weren’t quite sure. “Addison won’t be back from collecting the letters for the palace until later this evening, if that’s what you’re concerned about.” Your head whipped around to look at her.

“Excuse me?” You asked, though not unkindly.

“Well, forgive me if it’s not my place, my lady, but the servants from Rose Palace and the servants here do talk to each other every now and again, and rumor has it that you and Prince Hansen are currently corresponding with each other.”

You sighed and bit your bottom lip in thought, before saying softly. “I mean this in the nicest way possible: please stay out of my private life. I don’t need the entire kingdom gossiping about the people I choose to write letters to. Alright?” She nodded furiously, apologizing to you. “You don’t have to be sorry, I would just prefer not to be the subject of the town gossip.” She nodded once more in understanding and the two of you continued with your arithmetic lesson.

When Addison finally arrived at the palace, you all but tackled her. “Istherealetterforme?” You asked. She blinked in confusion. “Miss, I’m going to have to ask you to repeat that a bit slower for me,” she said. You took a deep breath and repeated yourself. She gave you a knowing smirk and handed you a letter, addressed to you in cute, messy handwriting. The same handwriting from the letter you had practically memorized by now. You found the ways he dotted his eyes with a little circle to be adorable. You quickly took and ran to your room. “Thank you, Addison!” You called behind you. The messenger simply shook her head at your retreating figure. “She is definitely attracted to him.”

Once safely tuck away in the window seat in your bedroom, you began to read the letter by the light of the sunset. It was just as precious as his previous letter, but one particular part caught your eye.

As for why I compared you to a daisy? Well, all the same traits a daisy possesses that makes it my favorite flower, you too possess. For starters, they’re very pretty, and well, you are too. They remind me of spring, and make me think of warm and happy thoughts and weather. Also, there’s more to them than meets the eye. You look at them and think, ‘there is one flower there’, but in reality, there’s actually two! The petals and the center of the flower are counted separately as their own individual flowers. I feel like you’re kind of like that as well, there’s more to you than people can actually see.

People see you as a princess, but I know that as well as being a princess, you’re also a girl who would comfort a total stranger in need, the kind of girl who once got in trouble (and a serious cold) from playing in the rain, even after your mother told you not to. You’re the kind of girl who likes sunflowers and sunsets, and you’re the kind of girl who would treat a boy you hardly know as a friend. You’re the kind of girl I enjoy spending time with, something that’s rare for me. You see, I’m not exactly comfortable around people, I often find it hard to connect and interact with them, but with you? With you, there was none of that discomfort. I felt at ease when I was around you, like I didn’t have to worry about what I was saying, like you would care about my words no matter what I said. Am I wrong to think that? Am I being too presumptuous?

His words, along with the fact that he had remembered the things you had told him about yourself, touched you. You never thought anyone would ever see you in the light he saw you. Any last bit of doubt you had regarding your feelings for Evan flew out the window. You knew, you were deeply, irrevocably, and helplessly in love with the flower-loving prince. A part of you wanted to run from this unfamiliar feeling, but a large part of you was filled with glee, knowing you had found a person you could see yourself spending the rest of your life with. You had  You reread his words over and over again, eventually falling asleep in your window seat, which the last bit of sunlight streaming in.

Your mother found you later that night as she came in to say goodnight, curled up against the window and clutching the letter to your chest, the faintest of smile upon your face. She knew who the letter was from, and she couldn’t help but smile at the thought of her little girl falling in love. She knew the Hansens, and she found them to be wonderful, kind people. The smile was wiped off her face when she remembered what she and your stepfather had yet to tell you, the reason you were travelling to Irvingdale soon. Frowning, she blew out your candle and exited the room. Best to let her have this while she can, she thought. She had never wanted this to happen. She was hoping that you would never fall in love for fear that this very situation would present itself. Now here you were, in love, and she could do nothing to stop what was about to occur.

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Da:I companions + advisors reacting to chubby!Inquisitor? Romance or platonic! (or both)

Of course anon!  Thank you for requesting!  I apologise for the repetitiveness in terms of reaction.

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Cassandra: It didn’t really affect Cassandra.  It did not change her opinion of them, nor did it make her doubt their ability to be the Inquisitor.  If the Inquisitor happened to be insecure about themselves, Cassandra would make sure to quell any of those thoughts and remind them of all the good they have achieved.  Romanced: If anyone ever said anything negative about the Inquisitor’s body, Maker help the person who opened their mouth.  Cassandra would be on them in a flash, and would make sure that the Inquisitor was alright afterwards.  She honestly would love cuddling them, but is too bashful to initiate or say anything about it.

Varric: He would be the type to tease the Inquisitor if they were comfortable with it, otherwise he would barely mention it.  The Inquisitor was his friend, and he would treat them like any other friend he had.  If someone made the Inquisitor feel uncomfortable, they would be introduced to Bianca.  Varric looked out for his friends.

Solas: It didn’t even cross his mind as a thing that he needed to be concerned about.  He was more concerned about the deeds and actions the Inquisitor performed, rather than how they looked.  But, that does not mean he was oblivious to the fact that others may not share the same opinion.  He would passive aggressively instruct anyone who said anything offensive, to take their unintelligent thoughts and leave to go find a brain.  Romanced: Wouldn’t explicitly mention it out loud, but he would love his Vhenan’s skin.  When they were close to each other he would lightly trace patterns on their hip or on their arm.  He would be the same passive aggressive self he is in terms of negative comments, but it would carry a more dangerous undertone.

Vivienne: She would make sure to squash any hurtful comments before the person managed to get a full sentence out, with her snake-like tongue.  She would join with Josephine and Leliana for special and formal occasions, to match clothing that would compliment the Inquisitor’s figure.  It would not change the way that she treated the Inquisitor at all.

Blackwall: He wouldn’t even blink an eye.  The Inquisitor was a strong and skilled warrior, one that was a capable leader, and someone who he admired and was happy to follow into battle.  That was all that mattered to him, and the Inquisitor was his friend.  Blackwall valued their friendship, and like Varric, he would look after his friend if anything happened.  Romanced: Is also bashful like Cassandra, but likes to lay his head on the Inquisitor’s stomach like a pillow when they are alone.  He finds it relaxing, especially when they run their fingers through his hair.

Sera: She would admire the Inquisitor for not having stabbed idiots in the face so far.  It was truly none of their business about the Inquisitor and what she looked like!  Sera would defend her friend from anyone, but wouldn’t let it affect how she treated the Inquisitor.  Romanced: Absolutely loved cuddling or lying on her Honey Tongue.  She loved their soft, warm, skin and wanted to be close to them all the time!  Would defend them if anyone said anything bad to them, and would have to be held back from sticking an arrow in their face.

Dorian:  He came from a country where people obsessed over the lie of a perfect image, and from that he learned that the perfect image did not truly exist in anyone.  But he truly thought that the Inquisitor was close to that perfect person after getting to know them, and he would defend them against anyone who thought to say otherwise.  Romanced: He thought similarly, his Amatus was indeed perfect to him.  He loved everything about them, and made sure that they knew it too.  Those who said anything untoward, would face the nasty end of his sharp tongue and icy glare.

Iron Bull: To be honest he didn’t really notice, in the sense that he didn’t even think it was something that needed to be pointed out.  He wasn’t the smallest person either, and he was a skilled warrior like no other (or so he liked to think).  If it didn’t impact their ability to lead and fight, then it didn’t even concern him.  Romanced: If his Kadan happened to be sensitive about the topic, he would do his best to make them feel better, and if the problem was someone else he would make sure they wouldn’t bother them again.  Otherwise, he would be the same in terms of reaction and would make sure that his Kadan always felt comfortable and loved.

Cole: If the Inquisitor was insecure he couldn’t understand why it was such a big deal?  It didn’t change anything about them, nor did it dull their brightness.  Otherwise, it wouldn’t even be something he thought of.  He was more interested in who the Inquisitor was, their thoughts and emotions.  Something so superficial as appearance, wasn’t in his natural thought process.

Leliana: Like Vivienne, she would stop any sort of negative comments, and would either remove that person from the Inquisition or make sure they would never utter a single bad word while she was around.  But she wouldn’t even notice, as long as they were a capable leader appearance wasn’t a concern of hers.  She would also join in when Josephine and Vivienne were choosing clothing for the Inquisitor.

Josephine: This kind soul would feel personally hurt and offended if anyone said anything horrible to the Inquisitor, and she would do her absolute best to remove anyone who said anything so unsavoury.  She would also enjoy choosing clothes for the Inquisitor that flattered their curvy figure, and would make sure that the Inquisitor was comfortable if they weren’t already.  Romanced: Would have even more fun and be more ecstatic about dressing the Inquisitor up!  She would want to show the world how beautiful they were, and would tell them that constantly if they had any doubts.  She liked being close to them, and their warm body was a great comfort for her.

Cullen:  He was similar to Leliana, in the sense that he didn’t really notice.  It wasn’t something that he focused on in a person, but if anyone said anything insulting he would give them his signature glare before putting them back in their place.  The Inquisitor was their leader, their strength of character would determine how he felt about them.  Romanced: So, their strength of character clearly determined that those feelings were romantic in nature.  He would treat them with the respect and love that they deserved, and would rely on them for comfort and steadiness during his lyrium struggle.  He hoped he could be the same for them if they ever needed it.

- Elvhen Glory

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I’m betting everything on Yukio going over to the Illuminati now. And it’s so absurd cause this whole thing is an unfinished fanfic of mine coming true chapter by chapter.

Why? He doesn’t trust the Order NOR Shiro’s intentions anymore. Lucifer warned him they might lock him up, and well, now we discover he’s possesed by Satan, and that Satan doesn’t want him to die, so I’d say lock him up is actually the best case scenario. What’s left for him at the Order or the Academy? People who can’t understand him, or so he thinks - Rin, especially, but also the Exwires, Shura - people whom he loves but can’t love properly - again Rin, Shiemi, as shown in this chapter - and is subsequently afraid to hurt, and then people he simply hates or doesn’t trust: Mephisto and well, the Order as a whole. He’s been taught to hate Satan, to despise him, so much that in certain manner his strained relationship with Rin derives from seeing Satan in him and in the death of their father. And now what? That same demonic entity resides in his body, sees what he sees, spies on his every movement, won’t even allow to “put and end to his own misery”. It really is tragic.

But unlike Shiro there’s no heroic way out for Yukio. He cannot kill himself, because Satan forbids it. And why would he forbid it, if not because he needs him? So he’s in a tragic situation - tragic = no viable solution - because he can’t do anything. He risks his life and the life of those he loves in any way he acts. And all of this comes as he still feels so much anger and hatred towards anyone and himself that it makes it almost impossible to make a sound decision. But I still don’t blame him. At this point the Order seems just little less sketchy than the Illuminati.

Yukio’s main drive was always something heavy to burden and in a heavy situation: a promise to a dead man. It is shown in this chapter that Yukio always had doubts about Shiro’s intention for him and his brother. And now these doubts grow stronger, and he fails to trust his father as he used to, and so, loses his reason to fight altogether. I don’t doubt for a second that Rin would put his life on the line without a second thought for Yukio, especially/even after finding out about all of this, but Yukio probably doesn’t think so, is too proud to want it anyways,and would hate being in the “protected” role all of a sudden. It would be the umpteenth time the roles are being reversed between he and Rin, when the good son becomes the bad son. Here the parallels are too much to count them: Cain and Abel, the prodigal son… The history of religion is full fighting brothers.

And in this chapter he starts to think that even to their father they may have always been weapons. And here comes the bad part: that Yukio isn’t actually a weapon. His powers is Satan’s, other than that he’s a normal human being, a well above-average fighter of course, but not exceptional, while Rin’s powers are his own, indipendent from their biological father, and actually capable of defeating him. So Yukio may really start to think - and how to blame him - that he is just a ladder for his brother, to nourish his powers, because he, the younger sibling, can’t do much, but Rin actually can. And while Rin builds strong relationships of trust and affection, he descends more and more into depression thinking that his brother will be regarded as a hero - which actually already happened at the end of the first Kyoto saga.

It is very possible that Mephisto knew about this along. He specifically told him “not to endanger his life”, and endangering his life causes Satan to manifest.

A part of me suspects Satan knew all along he could possess him, and that Rin was just a diversion, to have the Order, and Shiro, keep an eye on the wrong sibling, while he can use the other undisturbed. Yukio also has no powers of his own and can subsequently rebel less than Rin. As I said extensively in another post about it, Yukio is angry and envious and in general just full of negative emotions he cannot bear. This chapter he finally tried to come to terms with them, talking to Shiemi. But the moment she mentions Rin and how worried he is about him, rage envelopes him again. And he gives up, thinks he’ll never be stronger - implied: kinder - and tries to kill himself.

So just imagine what a horrific set of emotion must be in the heart and head of a suicidal person.

Now imagine adding to them the visit your must hated enemy.

The realization that nothing can ever be good again. Hatred, loneliness, helplessness. The smallest possibility to control this should be seen a miracle.

And that’s why I think he’ll go over to the Illuminati.

More Kylo Musings

I’ve been pondering some things (as I do) about Kylo, the more spoilers we get and the more meta is published. There are two things I’d like to discuss.

The first, is Han’s death. As a die hard Han Solo fan, since the age of 7!!! (now 46) no one in my circle was as shocked and grieved about his death as me. Star Wars wouldn’t have been Star Wars without Han, and that light is now gone from our midst. It was like a body slam to me, and because of that I couldn’t even appreciate the rest of the film (Kylo and Rey’s duel) because of it. It wasn’t until I got the DVD that I was able to go back and watch (repeatedly) the battle to cement my Reylo conclusions. But back to Han. As a beloved character in cinematic history, killing him off was a major risk for the franchise’s fans. And at the hands of his own son, no less. That is like, some heavy stuff. So I am absolutely certain that the risk they took was for GOOD; to show the power of love and redemption. We already know through both the novel and the movie that Han forgave Ben. The novel says not only did he forgive him, but that he hoped one day Ben could forgive HIM. He knew he failed his son. His actions as an adult were the result of a tortured childhood. In retrospect, as much as I love Han, he was always a bit selfish. The entirety of Star Wars was him trying to get away from the fight he knew he should help out in, even being scolded by Chewie for not pitching in and helping. I know he loved Leia, and I am sure he loved his son. But his eyes were always on the skies with one foot out the door. Having a Force strong son who probably was nothing like him, coupled with Snoke being in his head and tormenting him, no doubt made the already flightly Han Solo even more itchy to bolt. While the Princess and the Smuggler were in love, they were not able to co-exist together unless it was under the blanket of war. Neither were to blame for that, but when you have a child, you have to put them first. Obviously, neither could. So yeah, I DO blame Han for not being stronger for his son, and for taking the easy way out by leaving. That guilt displayed itself on Takodana when he saw Ben carrying Rey to his shuttle, and when he called to him on Star Killer. His eyes full of tears of regret and anger at failing his son, and facing what his son had become as a result of it. No, I don’t think Han is TOTALLY to blame. But if a parent doesn’t do their job, you can’t very well blame the child.  The movie depicts him tenderly placing his palm against his son’s cheek, for the last time. A lifetime of regret and apologies was in that touch. The writers didn’t want our last view of Han to be hating his son. That would show that his death was in vain, and no peace would ensue. Han made his peace with his decision to walk out on that catwalk. And he absolved his son of the sin of patricide, even as he was dying. So for that reason alone, we are led to believe that forgiveness was granted.

The second thing I keep coming back to concerns Rey. JJ Abrams said they’ve never met. At least, not physically. We know that Rey had a vision of Kylo. But has Kylo had a vison of Rey, offscreen? And his words, IT IS YOU - is that merely him pointing out the awakening in the Force he felt was Rey, or is it something else? I love how they are keeping mum about any Kylo/Rey connections. It makes me hope some shocking revelation is coming and I can’t wait. There has been a lot of love at first sight theories going on, and I agree. At least on Kylo’s part. He is clearly not prepared for her, and probably didn’t even realize how much she would affect him. I know much has been speculated about his prior history with women, and I have to believe he is totally ignorant in that respect. Adam called Kylo a religious fanatic, like a dark Monk. While the Darkside no doubt allows indulging your baser instincts, I seriously doubt Kylo had any sexual activity with anyone. I think he’d been so consumed with anger and his ‘duties’. Besides, before that he was a Jedi, and it was forbidden to form attachments. So here comes this young woman, pretty and strong into his midst. Unlike any woman he’s known, and she has the Force. Could you imagine his mindset in that forest, the desperation to keep her close? How long had it been since anyone touched his soul like that, or shared his thoughts? If he was 'innocent’, as I think, how long since a woman had looked upon him with any real emotion? Of course, in Rey’s case it was revulsion, but there is a thin line between love and hate. He begged her to allow him to train her. And I believe he was sincere. He wanted to be understood. He could have killed her a dozen times, but he didn’t. I believe he knows he’s found a kindred spirit in her, and killing her would kill the last bit of light inside of him. He needs her, like he’s never needed anything. And that disturbs and confuses him even more.

Sure, as a Reylo shipper I want them to go the distance. I’m dying to see them fall in love, and I’m dying to see Kylo redeemed. But it’s out of my hands. So I’ll just have to speculate and hope. But I can’t see why these events would be set in motion, if not for that to happen.

Let me be your good night.

This was written as part of my fic, Let Me Touch You Where Your Heart Aches (aka the Temporary Fix AU) and it was supposed to be a Bonus chapter, but I decided it didn’t fit. However, I think it would be nice to share it with y’all. Thanks to @roseandbee and @aslowmotionaccident for all the help. <3 

This is a drabble about how it all started. 

Warnings: Smut. Um… that’s it. There’s smut in there. 


“It doesn’t work like that!” Louis shrieked, reaching to snatch Harry’s controller from his hands. “You’re not supposed to just press a button consecutively and win the battle. It’s stupid and ruins the game.”

“You’re just saying that because I am winning!” Harry leaned as far away from Louis as possible, laying on the couch to avoid Louis, eyes focused on the screen across from them.

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Somewhere in the dark streets below you, amid the beggars and drunks, a shot rang through the night. Followed by another, then the howl of a dog in the glow of the full moon. Then running feet, people fleeing from the scene as the victim lay gasping for air and spluttering blood.

In the comfort of your apartment, you shot up from sleep in a cold sweat. You gasped for air too, looking around in the dark for something, you just weren’t sure of what. You woke abruptly, as if you were in the middle of everything occurring outside, and yet you didn’t know anything about it at the same time.

Still, you couldn’t shake the feeling something was wrong gas you failed to fall back to sleep, wishing more than anything you weren’t alone. And that everyone you loved was ok.

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Time for a story - Understanding

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Oliver waited. It had been almost an hour since Felicity had locked herself in the en suite bathroom. Her cries had almost completely lapsed into silence by now. He could still hear her taking in slightly sniffling breaths every once in a while, though. The entire time neither of them had said a word. Oliver wasn’t sure if she was ready to talk yet or if she was just waiting for him to make the first move or if she needed more time, so he just waited until he was sure. He didn’t want to urge her.

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So many Kallura moments! But rather than all the physical contact, like Keith holding Allura in his arms and her getting flustered, this was the scene that made me pause and go “I ship this.”

In this episode, Keith’s worried that he’s being tracked through his BoM knife, but he doesn’t know how to relay this to the team, since he doesn’t want to give himself away. Thus, when he tells the team Zarkon is tracking them through him, most of the team doesn’t believe him: Hunk gives him an exasperated look, Shiro doesn’t respond, and Pidge interrupts with another theory. (Of course, I don’t think Pidge did anything wrong, and her theory turned out to be right; I think her input simply showed her skepticism towards the idea that Zarkon was tracking them through Keith/Allura.)

And thing is, this happens because Keith isn’t willing to open up. (Later on, when Shiro asks him if he’s alright, Keith brushes him off and heads to his room.) What I want to get across is that (a) Keith has a BS excuse that no one buys, and (b) he’s not willing to confide about his knife to anyone at this point.

So what I really loved about this scene is that Allura doesn’t question Keith. At first, she’s like, “And what are you doing in this pod?” and Keith gives her a pretty shoddy response. But she doesn’t press for more information and instead decides that she doesn’t care about Keith’s reason, because she can empathize with Keith’s guilt. I doubt she buys Keith’s story, but she still takes him seriously enough.

I don’t think this dynamic would have played out had any other member stumbled across Keith’s night escapade. (Hell, I don’t think Keith would have revealed himself to anyone aside from Allura, who had been sneaking out herself, but that’s besides the point.) As in…

  • Shiro once again would ask Keith what’s wrong and he’d strongly encourage Keith not to fly away. I’d imagine this would end up similarly as it did before, with Keith brushing him off with “I’m fine” and heading back to his room.
  • Pidge might try to convince him that no one knows how they’re being tracked, but I don’t think she’d take Keith’s concerns all that seriously. She might be worried for him, but I think it would end up with Keith ignoring her and flying away in a pod by himself.
  • I think Hunk/Lance would be exasperated and think Keith is being unnecessarily dramatic. Hunk would sigh and walk away, whereas Lance might poke fun at Keith.

Or I don’t know, that’s just my take on how this scene would have panned out had Keith met up with another Paladin. But my point is: I think the Paladins would have been skeptical about Keith’s resolve that Zarkon is tracking them through him, and would have tried to talk him out of it. And Keith wouldn’t be able to give them a solid reason for his worries, and would in turn close up. And while I know Keith has more development in his BoM episode, had this not happened, I feel like Keith would have been plagued with even more nightmares.

I wouldn’t quite call it “unconditional support,” but I think Allura’s “unquestioning support” really helped out Keith. Sometimes you need someone like Shiro to ask if you’re okay and to listen to you, but sometimes you need someone like Allura to not probe any further and to go along with what you need to do. (That’s not to say Allura would tolerate BS; I’m sure that had she suspected that Keith had been up to no good, she would have stopped him.)

I don’t know if that quite makes sense? This seemed obvious in my mind, but it’s hard to explain with words.

(Also, this was mostly Keith-centric, but I also think Keith could be Allura’s emotional support. Personally, I think Allura’s quite an open person; she can put up a strong front when times call for it, but she’s willing to confide in those she trusts (her mice, Coran) and to express how she’s feeling. The episode starts off with the Paladins being gathered around her as she appears depressed about the possibility that Zarkon is tracking them through her. So I think she simply needs someone to listen to her, and in this episode, Keith showed that he could lend an ear to Allura’s troubles as they pod travelled together.)


Summary: 30 years have past since the last wolf attack in the town of Havensboro; after a gruesome wolf murder, you and your curious friends go on a hunt to find it, only to find yourself stranded and coming face to face by a wolf with silver eyes.

A/N: Yay for chapter two! Here’s to a ‘new’ character. I’m sure you’ll all get who he is. Enjoy! Feedback is welcome!

Warning: None

Word Count: 4K+

Referring back to the lone wolf that was found in the preserve of Havensboro, forensics have confirmed that what killed the animal was a gunshot wound rather than health issues or any sort of poisonings. Police officials have declared a new law in the works to protect the wild life and the people of our city-”

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anonymous asked:

H e y I know you already did parents but could you do RFA + v + saeran with male Mc??? Btw I rlly love your account and enjoy reading your stuff!!! ❤

This is such a sweet request anonny, I love it! I tried doing something different and wrote this in third person point of view so I hope that’s okay! Thank you very much for the request and I hope that you enjoy!! ^^


  • Yoosung was dead set on getting a girlfriend, especially after hearing a mysterious person joined the messenger
  • So when Yoosung went to the party and saw that MC was a male, he was stunned to say the least
  • He had fallen in love with another man through the messenger, making Yoosung throughly question his sexuality
  • But when Yoosung saw how kind and caring MC was, just like in the messenger, he didn’t mind at all that MC was male
  • Once Yoosung and MC made their relationship official, Yoosung became a clingy puppy
  • Yoosung absolutely adores holding hands with MC in public, he loves showing off that MC is his
  • MC is typically the one to make dinners, he doesn’t completely trust Yoosung’s skills in the kitchen but loves having Yoosung help with guidance
  • He’s also the King of Cuddles so MC is in for a surprise when Yoosung randomly starts cuddling him
  • Not that MC minds, having Yoosung in his life has been one of the best things to ever happen to him and the two’s love for each other is known by all


  • Zen had always imagined himself having a girlfriend that would shine just like him
  • So when he heard about a new member in the chat room, Zen eagerly anticipated meeting them especially after the heartfelt words they exchanged
  • He was utterly shocked when he found out that MC was a male and that Zen had in fact fallen in love with him
  • But Zen knew he could never fight the feeling of love so soon after the party, Zen and MC officially started dating
  • MC loved seeing Zen’s domestic side as Zen would cook, clean, and make sure that MC was always happy
  • Zen gave MC the best fashion advice and the two were soon known as one of the most stylish couples
  • When MC would feel any doubt about himself, Zen would always be at his side to comfort and encourage him, even singing from time to time
  • Zen would always be thankful that MC would practice his lines for musicals with him, the two of them usually ending up sleeping on top of each other on the couch from a long night’s work
  • While Zen never imagined himself dating a male, he knew that MC was the love of his life and that he wouldn’t trade him for any person in the world


  • Jaehee’s love life was something that was long forgotten whenever she started working for Jumin
  • But she was interested whenever she heard about the new member on the messenger who she ended up having feelings for
  • When the day of the party arrived, Jaehee was a bit surprised to see that MC was male in her mind, she always imagined MC to be female
  • Neither Jaeheee or MC could hide their feelings for each other and soon enough the two started dating
  • MC had helped Jaehee’s stress significantly decrease by lending her a listening ear
  • Talking out her struggles helped Jaehee so as a thank you, she would make all kinds of hot drinks and pastries for MC
  • Jaehee was their for MC whenever he had any doubts or insecurities, she’d give him the best advice followed by comforting cuddles
  • Since both of them were on the shy side, Jaehee and MC usually never showed any public affection
  • It was mostly standing close to each other and enjoying their presences and on the rare occasion, small kisses on their cheeks
  • Jaehee never thought that she’d be able to find love, so she would be forever grateful to have MC in her life and promised to always be there for him


  • Jumin’s emotions were locked tightly within his heart as he was too scared to show anyone his true self
  • He never would have thought it, but the new person in the chat room, MC,seemed to have the key that would lead to his happiness
  • So Jumin was silently stunned whenever he saw that MC was a male
  • It seemed that Seven’s petty jokes about Jumin being gay were right, Jumin had fallen in love with another man
  • Once the two realized that their love for each other was clear, Jumin and MC started dating
  • MC was worried that he would ruin Jumin’s reputation but the latter would always reassure him that negative opinions didn’t matter, what mattered was that they loved each other
  • Jumin helped MC pursue his passion, giving him all the materials needed to ensure MC’s happiness
  • The two would go out in public bombarded with the media asking rude questions about MC so Jumin decided to passionately kiss MC in front of everyone, proving that their love was real and true
  • Jumin didn’t care what sex his partner was, he loved MC with all of his heart as the emotions locked away were all finally released thanks to MC


  • Seven really never thought about his own love life so he usually just ignored all things related to love
  • But the new person in the messenger peaked his interest and as he did more research on them, he found out that MC was male
  • But Seven didn’t treat any differently, but something about MC caught his attention
  • MC was the most understanding and caring person that Seven had ever met and he eagerly waited for the party to finally meet him in person
  • Seven gave MC the biggest hug imaginable, blurting out his feelings to MC without even thinking
  • But MC had the same romantic feelings towards Seven and soon enough, the two started dating
  • Seven made MC constantly laugh with his obnoxious jokes and pranks
  • In return, MC taught Seven how to make a proper meal and the two of them became cooking pros
  • Some nights when Seven was feeling down about himself, MC would always be there to hold Seven in his arms and let him cry
  • The two boys would see who could pull off the biggest way of public affection, Seven won when he tried to have sex with MC in a park but MC refused
  • Seven and MC lived a life filled with laughter and joy, with Seven being the happiest man alive when he’s with MC


  • V wasn’t sure if he’d ever find love again after being with Rika
  • He had lost almost all interest in the messenger until he was notified of the new person in the chat room
  • Even though V usually didn’t participate in the chats, he loved reading all of MC’s messages and found himself slowly falling in love with him
  • When V saw MC at his first party, V realized that this love was different from his past one, V had fallen deeply in love
  • MC had admitted his feelings to V first and V happily agreed and soon the two started dating
  • V made MC his new muse for his photos, MC would get embarrassed by the hundreds of photos all around the house of himself
  • MC would giggle as he’d find V sitting down hunched over on his desk with photos spread across the table, sleeping peacefully as MC put a blanket over V’s shoulders
  • V in return would teach MC how to take care of cacti, brew him the best tea, and found that MC would like to steal his cardigans no matter what season it was
  • The amount of love that V felt for MC made his heart happy, and V promised to always make MC feel loved


  • Saeran never cared for anyone after his brother abandoned him and didn’t believe in love
  • He snickered off to the side when he led some idiot named MC into the RFA chat room
  • Saeran would watch the other male from security cameras as ordered by the savior but he soon found himself checking on MC because he genuinely cared about him
  • Curiosity got the better of Saeran as he went to visit MC one day in secret
  • He knocked on the door but when he didn’t receive an answer, he kicked it open and went to find MC
  • Saeran nearly passed out when he saw MC walking out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel covering his waist as he patted his hair dry
  • Instead of freaking out, MC quickly got himself dressed and invited Saeran in for something to drink
  • Saeran couldn’t deny the feeling of happiness he felt whenever he was with MC and over time, shyly asked MC to be his boyfriend
  • MC helped Saeran get out of Mint Eye and lead a happy life full of love and ice cream
  • The two boys would often spend entire days staring at the sky or cuddling together inside, neither of them wanting anything different
  • Saeran would go to sleep every night smiling, knowing that he found true happiness whenever he met MC
Wasted Chances (King Ezekiel x reader)

Summary: The reader is in love with Ezekiel, but unsure if it’s wise to tell him. So instead, she just vaguely mentions she’s in love with someone. Misunderstandings ensue, but are quickly followed by a fluffy ending.

A/N: I know I know I know. This is super super corny and cliché but I can’t help it.

Word count: 1,965

(Y/N) = your name

Warnings: a kiss, a hint of jealousy, a super cliché plot


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Ever since you were living in the kingdom, that provided you with enough food, safety and a warm bed, you found yourself at liberty to be craving something else than just the things that kept you alive. Or rather someone… and that someone happened to be your king. With every interaction, and those were quite frequently, you fell a bit more in love with him.

Against all reason.

Maybe it was because he was so protective of you. He made you feel safe in times of chaos and uncertainty. Maybe it was because he treated you with nothing but respect and kindness, despite him being in a higher position… or maybe it was because you spent your nights dreaming about his warm brown eyes, only to look into them when he greeted you the next morning.

Now, after realizing how hopeless it was, you were trying to be invisible at all costs. You didn’t want to reveal anything about your feelings in front of him, mainly because you were sure he wasn’t interested in a relationship with you, but also because… what would you do if you were rejected by the king? That was the worst-case scenario. You would never be able to face him again.

You really needed to get over that pathetic crush on him.

Right when you thought that, you caught sight of him and Jerry walking in the general direction you were in. He hadn’t seen you yet, so you quickly started leaving, pretending to be grabbing something you needed for your work in the gardens today. Your sudden movement must have been what gave away your position.

„(Y/N)!“ he called after you.

You cursed silently but turned around, acting as though you hadn’t noticed him earlier. “Oh, your majesty, good morning! I didn’t see you.”

He smiled, making a few steps towards you. “And here I thought you were avoiding me.”

“Why would I do that?” You laughed not very convincingly. “I guess we’re just both busy…”

“Well, nonetheless I have the feeling there is something… bothering you.” Ezekiel raised an eyebrow, then looked at his companion. “Jerry, please give us a moment.”

You had no idea how he knew of your condition, you barely saw him lately thanks to your amazing hiding skills and ignorance tactics. But maybe it was written all over your face. You were so bad at acting normal around him that it must be pretty obvious. Another small part of you thought that he might just be concerned about you. Not that you dared to get your hopes up.

When Jerry had left, you picked up the conversation. “Oh, you don’t need to worry about me…”

“So there is, in fact, something bothering you?”

You sighed. “Well, it’s just a silly problem really, nothing you need to be concerned about. I’m sure you have more pressing issues to attend to.”

“Not in this very moment.” He frowned. “And furthermore, I’m under the impression that you don’t want to talk about what’s troubling you. Is it because you don’t trust me?”

“No!” you immediately objected. “It’s just… so silly. I don’t want to waste your time.”

“You could never waste my time, (Y/N),” he assured you. “Are we not friends?”

Friends. The word discouraged you but then again you couldn’t back away now that you had opened your mouth. “Of course we are.”

“Then tell me what’s on your mind and I shall decide if it’s silly or not.”

You caught his gaze, his warm eyes looking into yours – full of concern and genuine affection. You could just tell him the truth right now, get it off your chest in an instant, but the result was uncertain and you didn’t want to risk the delicate bond between the two of you. So maybe, if you were as vague as possible, he wouldn’t notice and you wouldn’t have to lie either.

“If you insist…”

“I insist upon helping you, yes. Come on, we shall have a seat on that bench and then you can elaborate.”

You chuckled nervously but sat down next to him. Maybe avoiding him hadn’t been the best strategy, after all. He wouldn’t just stop being nice and caring.

“So?” he asked, calmly, a smile on his lips.

You took a deep breath. “There is… this man.”

“This man…”

“Yes, a man from the Kingdom, of course. We’ve known each other for a while… and I think… I think I might be in love with him.” You looked at your king, noticing that he seemed to be slightly confused. You took that as a good sign, apparently he didn’t see through it. “But I am pretty sure that he doesn’t feel the same way. The thing is, whenever we see each other, he is so nice to me, I’d like to believe that he is nicer to me than to anyone else, but I’m certain he only sees me as a friend.”

Ezekiel hesitated a moment before he answered. “Why are you certain?”

“Because he said so once.” Like, a minute ago.

“Do you want to tell me who he is?” he asked. “Maybe I can… help.”

You shook your head. “I think it’s better to keep it secret. I wouldn’t be able to face him if he somehow knew how I felt.”

“I understand.” He seemed lost in thoughts, but then took a deep breath and looked at you intently. “My dear (Y/N), I cannot imagine anyone who wouldn’t be intrigued by you. Don’t think so little of yourself, I’m sure he didn’t mean to hurt you with his words but wanted to show you how appreciative he is to have you in his life. If you truly love him, you should find the courage to be honest. I’m sure he finds you just as endearing as I do. If not, I shall have a word with him.”

You chuckled, although his words impressed you and you didn’t know what to think of them. Endearing. “But maybe I shouldn’t tell him. I don’t even know if he wants a relationship at all… even if he does like me.”

“You don’t plan to tell him?” he questioned.

“No, to be honest I don’t.”

“It is your decision, but let me give you a piece of advice… Realizing you wasted a chance can hit you harder than rejection. I speak from experience.” He seemed a bit melancholic at that but then he suddenly stood up. “Now, let’s move on to our day’s work. And, for the record, your matter wasn’t silly. Please know that your happiness is of highest importance to me.”

He turned around with one last smile, but you noticed that he still seemed to act a little strange. You wondered if… just maybe… he did feel the same for you. His words echoed in your head as you watched him leave. I’m sure he finds you just as endearing as I do. Please know that your happiness is of highest importance to me.

Well, that conversation just left you even more confused.

Ezekiel was jealous. Oh boy was he jealous. All this time, he was convinced that there was no one. That you would eventually be with him. He had wanted to give you time because he knew you had gone through a lot and opening up wasn’t so easy. Additionally, he thought that in times like these, relationships were a risk and he needed to make sure it was worth taking it.

Well, it definitely was with you. That much he had realized through your confession. A bit too late, though.

But he hadn’t noticed you were falling for someone else. Ezekiel had had the feeling you were avoiding him lately, but now he knew that you weren’t. You just weren’t that interested in him anymore… because of that other man.

He was a leader, which meant he had to be objective. He loved every single person in the Kingdom and it was far from his mind to have a grudge against someone here without reason. But that man you had been talking about… He wanted you to be happy, without any doubts, but he couldn’t help the burning jealousy he felt.

So he observed you over the next few days, whenever he had a minute to spare, in order to find out who you were in love with. The strange thing was that you never really talked to anyone who was qualified to be the man you loved. And you had said ‘man’.

Ezekiel thought that you might have given up on him, but then one day he saw you standing around with Richard. You were having a conversation, a funny one apparently, because you were laughing with him. Richard was without any doubt flirting with you and he also noticed that he had rarely ever seen you laughing like this.

It had to be him.

But right as he was sure that it had to be Richard, he noticed that you didn’t reciprocate the flirting, that you stopped laughing after a few minutes and didn’t show any signs of timidity nor affection. Moreover, Ezekiel knew for a fact that you and Richard rarely saw each other, mostly because he was often with him.

In that moment, you caught sight of Ezekiel but you quickly looked away. You then quickly ended your conversation with Richard and got back to work. Because he didn’t know what to make of this, Ezekiel decided to just ask you.

This time, you couldn’t act as if you hadn’t noticed him, obviously. So you greeted him with a genuine smile. But still you noticed that he seemed a bit tense.

“Can I help you, your majesty?” you asked sweetly.

“No, I just wanted to check up on you. But it seems to be going well with Richard…”

You furrowed your brow. “Richard? God, no! I was just helping him with something.”

“Oh, I’m sorry…”

“No, it’s alright. I didn’t make any progress in terms of… love.” You blushed at that word. “But I thought a lot about what you said.”

“Did you come to a conclusion?”

You still felt your cheeks glowing. “You told me that wasted chances are worse than rejection… and I’m afraid you’re right. I tried to avoid him to see if my feelings might just go away. But they didn’t… and I missed him, too. So I think the only way is to tell him.”

He looked a bit sad at your words. “Who is he, (Y/N)? I want to be honest with you, I tried to find out but there doesn’t seem to be anyone…”

You laughed. “Why did you do that?”

He seemed to be confused by your question. “Because I… Wait, why are you laughing?”

“Because you wouldn’t have found anyone… except if you’d have taken a look in the mirror.”

Then it seemed to dawn upon him. The biggest smile showed on his face and you were beyond relieved at his reaction. After what he had said a while ago, you had suspected that he liked you as well, and now even the last bit of your uncertainty vanished.

He shook his head incredulously. “You could have told me.”

“I just did,” you replied with a smile. “I just needed to be sure…”

He made a step towards you and pulled you close, startling you in the best possible way. Your heart beat faster and faster as his face came closer until his lips brushed yours. His hesitation made you smile against his lips. It seemed that in times like these, it’s more common to hesitate than to act impulsively. But maybe it was all about intuition.

So you kissed him harder, making sure that there was no room left for any insecurities.