im going to continue it anyways but change it to him flying and make it about that

im tired anyway here’s some more time travel fic

Everything goes the way it does in the books, except that occasionally someone looks up and Neil isn’t there and the air smells a bit like burning, but then they blink and he’s right back in front of them. The Ravens switch divisions. Neil and the monsters go to Eden’s Twilight. Neil pays someone to knock him out. He hitchhikes back to Palmetto. He tells Andrew his half-truths and whole lies. They go on Kathy Ferdinand’s show. He fights Riko. Andrew offers Neil his protection.

It goes the same. Sometimes Neil travels in time and space, sometimes only in time. Usually to somewhere around Andrew, except he hates Andrew, so for the most part, Neil stays away, even when Andrew is an angry-looking kid, even when Andrew is a calm-looking adult.

Until one day, when he gets whisked into a bedroom in the middle of the night and the figure on the bed stirs.

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Snowbaz Swimming AU

i know its been literal months but i got a few requests to continue so ive decided to revive this fic

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9

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Simon chapter again! (i think im going to alternate): simon’s first swim lesson with baz

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Silver Silence Part 9

Pairing: Bucky x shy enhanced reader

Summary: Bucky finally finds himself able to live at the compound with the team, but finds it difficult to repress his feelings for his new very shy and gentle teammate.

Word count: 2,044

Warnings: Swearing as always

NOTES: feedback is really appreciated, sorry it took a while and sorry it’s a lot of information.

“Miss (y/n), Mr. stark requests your presence in the conference room immediately.”

A voice jerked you out of a blissful slumber, one filled with fantasies of how tonight’s date would go with Bucky. You groaned and rolled over, peering at the red screaming numbers of the clock.

7:13 am

“Tell him I’m on my way.” You mumbled back to the AI, luckily though he caught it and left you at peace. Your voice sounded slightly scratchy and robotic, as if static was clouding the used to be clear audio that was your man made voice.

You lazily stumbled out of bed, throwing on the nearest clean- or semi clean- shirt and pants and made your way down to the conference room.

When you arrived, all the avengers stood like a pack of wolves around a table, pointing angrily at different areas on an electronic map. It wasn’t long until tony noticed you, and spoke up, earning the attention of all other heroes. “Morning sleeping beauty.”

“Good morning.” You replied, but your voice had gone almost completely robotic, causing your hand to shoot up to your throat in worry. Everyone’s eyes were wide and concerned; all except Tony’s who simply smirked.

“Ah, I was afraid this would happen.” He pulled a small box, almost resembling an altiode tin out of his pocket and opened it, taking out a small chip. “Not to worry, iv thought of everything, as usual.”

He walked up to you and without warning, turned your head, moved your hair, and plunged the small square behind your ear.

“I created this little port back here for upgrades, that way surgery isn’t always necessary.”

He stepped back and motioned you to try it out.

“Thanks tony.” You tried, and it was clear, yet it seemed all eyes were still wide on you. “What?” you asked.

And that’s when you heard it, it wasn’t your voice, it was Tony’s, clear as day.

“Please don’t tell me this was your intention, when you said you updated her software.” Steve mumbled.

“Tony! What happened, did you give me your voice!” you shrieked.

“Calm down, calm down. No, although I’m sure you’d love that.” He hurriedly tried to explain. “Think of someone else; think of their voice, their tone.”

“What do you mean think of someone else?!” you yelled in frustration, and your sure if anyone closed their eyes they would think tony was having an argument with himself. “Why?!”

“Think of someone else, someone’s voice, just try it.” He pleaded.

You furrowed your brows but then began thinking of the first person that popped into your head. Unfortunately between your worry and anger that person was still Tony, and you had to force your mind to navigate to another individual.

Your mind went straight to Bucky, you wanted to pretend it was because he was staring at you from across the room, eyes turned in concern, but you knew it was because he was always on your mind.

He was like malice on cheap wallpaper, he was always there and his presence, his thought, his being clung to your mind. You concentrated on his voice, its low hum, its warm vibrancy, and you found yourself captivated.

You mumbled and stuttered until actual words formed, and luckily not a robotic, or stark tone.

“I swear to god if you don’t fix this-“you stopped abruptly. Your voice, it was exactly how you imagined it. It was Bucky’s voice, crystal clear, so much so that a few members of the team looked back at Bucky to be sure he hadn’t said anything. His eyes were wide and his face was drawn into an almost awe struck expression

“There you go!” tony cheered.

“Now what! I want to sound like me!”  The tone of your voice was still low, and you had to remind yourself that Bucky wasn’t actually saying anything.

“Just think about your normal voice it’s not that hard.”

You huffed and forced your thoughts on your own voice.

“why did you make it this way in the first place.” You questioned, surprised to find your voice in its normal tone.

“You lost your powers.” He sighed, and then quickly continued as your eyes narrowed. “- which was a good thing for your health and all, but it made you pretty useless on the field.”

“I was never on the field anyway.”

“Yeah, yeah I know, but I had always planned you to be, you’re a smart kid, I want you to be with us out there.” He paused and fished a small remote device out of his pocket, “here, this will hopefully help with all the controls, the thinking part is more of a last result.”

You took the remote from his hands, and peered down at the light up touch screen.

“What could I even do with this on the field?”

“Your new vocal cords allow you to copy anyone’s voice that you hear. This will be perfect paired with a little hand to hand combat training from Natasha.” He glanced at the red head, who glared at him, then back to you with a smirk. “you can talk to an opponent, get his vocal frequency, take him out, then easily talk through his comms.”

He looked damn proud of himself, only causing Steve’s annoyed expression to deepen.

“and what if that ‘opponent’ is speaking a different language.” Steve interjected.

“Oh!” he grabbed the device from your hands, and fiddled around with it after typing in four different security codes. “There, speak.”

You felt like a dog but did anyway.

“Jo të bisedoni me mua si im një qen.” You covered a hand over your mouth.  (“dont talk to me like a dog”)

“Kjo eshre ajo qe gjuha!?” (what language is that?!)

you where sure that no one could understand you, so its not as if questions was effective, that is until tony looked down, seeming to be reading something.

“uhhh- Albanian.” Tony stated.

“Ndryshoje ate perseri!” (change it back!)
he again looked down at the screen. scanned it and began typing.

“better?” he asked
“god i hope so.” you responded.
He handed you the device again, then began to walk out the door. only then did you notice to translate audio controls he was using.

“We’ll use you on our next mission, try to practice with it from now until then.” He was followed by Steve, Natasha, Thor and Wanda.

You stood there, glancing towards Bucky then back down at the screen in your hands.

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That night you spent almost 4 hours picking out the right outfit. You finally settled on professional looking white blouse and black slacks. It was hard to except comfort in wearing a dress, especially for how fragile your body used to be, instead you decided you’d slowly work up to that.

After doing your makeup and hair, you went down to the common room and found Bucky waiting patiently on the couch, his body lined in kaki pants, and a navy blue dress shirt. When his eyes locked on you, he stood.

“Y-you, I uh…” he stuttered, “You look amazing.” You blushed as he then rubbed the back of his neck and quickly grabbed his gray blazer from the back of the couch. “Are you ready?”

You nodded meekly.

It was a funny thing, being so nervous around him, you’d kissed him before, talked to him plenty, and he took an unusually fast likening to you. But still you felt butterflies in your tummy and simultaneously  felt those butterflies flap their wings of fire to cause it to churn.

Nervous, yes that’s what you still are. The whole way there, clinging to Bucky’s arm, and the entire time you waited to be seated.

And then, you weren’t.

You were flying on cloud 9, staring into pools of ocean and laughing with the sound of liquid gold that poured from his mouth.

“You really broke 6 bones while trying to play tennis?” he chuckled.

“Yeah well I was an hyper child.” You replied, but then he stopped for a moment, thinking.

“(y/n)?” he asked softly, peering over the candle light as you pressed a glass of wine to your lips.

“Hmm”

“What happened before Tony found you.”

You coughed; choking on your drink and feeling some pour down your chin, but quickly wiped it before it could touch your blouse.

“Sorry, I’m just curious, you don’t have to-“

“No, no. it’s alright Bucky.” You cleared your throat. “Id start at just before they took me in but it probably wouldn’t make any sense.”

“Start were ever you’d like”

You smiled.

“When I was little my dad was always a little… worried, about me.” You gulped. “More so then most parents, but out of anything I think in a way.. He was scared of me.”

“Scared of you?” Bucky questioned.

“My mom died, when I was born. But the doctors never knew why. And I think in a way he blamed himself… but even more he blamed me.”

You took a deep breath and let it out through your mouth.

“As I grew up, he started to notice my frail state. I broke bones so often a hospital room became like a second home, and as such my father spiraled down into debt.”

“So he did the only think he could think of.” You looked up at Bucky, his expression hard and concerned. “He put me up for adoption.”

“How… how old where you?”

“Ten.” You smiled. “Ten, and id already broken every bone in my body at least once.”

“I was an active kid, I loved sports, I loved dares, but when I was put into that home, I was on lock down. A couple times even in a padded cell.”

The waiter came to pick up menus, asking about choices and smiling sweetly at you. But Bucky didn’t remove his eyes from your face, he was frozen.

“Did you ever….” He trailed,

“No. I never got adopted. I was there from 10 to 18 and not once was I even allowed to be interviewed.”

You gave a humorless laugh.

“Defective, that’s what they’d call me. So I felt I needed to prove to them, and my father I could live on my own.”

“So I left, an 18 year old with no money, family or friends, and I got a job.”

This time you laughed, you laughed in good heart and watched Bucky smile softly at the sound.

’Terry’s seafood.’ I always smelled like tuna and grease. But I found a little apartment, and I lived, I lived and I didn’t break a single bone for 2 years.”

“What happened?”

You shook your head.

“The third year wasn’t bad. Minor injuries., the 4th and 5th was just bad relationships and insomnia but the 6th … I was in car crash, broke so many bones I was in the hospital for months, and when I got out… I was so far in debt, so lost in the pile of rent, that I couldn’t get back up.”

The food finally arrived, but being so engaged in the conversation, neither of you began to eat.

“The whole year before Tony found me was hell. I lost my job, my home, everything. It was like a nightmare, because I finally saw my dad in myself. Not even I could deal with me. I was so much baggage; I couldn’t even live with myself.

“And… the blast?” Bucky wondered. But he had the most heartbroken look on his face. One that he got when he wanted to say something but couldn’t. And you knew him well enough to know that it was probably something to contour your inner turmoil.

“I broke my leg.” You wiped a hand down your face. “I broke my leg, and I had no house, no job, and a mountain of debt, I couldn’t go to the hospital, but I also couldn’t walk, which means I couldn’t find food. So I was angry, I was livid. Why me. Why did I have to carry around this burden of glass skin, and then… I just kind of lost it.”

You poked around your plate with your fork.

“I didn’t mean to do so much damage Bucky… I really didn’t.” you mumbled.

“Well I’m glad you did.” He chuckled.

“Why?”

“Well… because we met.”

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Pranksters - Tyler Joseph Imagine

Imagine- You and your best friend Tyler always play pranks on each other, and prom is just a week away.

Triggers- None

Note- Sorry i hasn’t wrote an imagine in awhile!! There will probably be a lot of times were there’s a big gap between imagines. I also write other stuff and draw and have school (and a personal life), and other times i just have no ideas for an imagine. Thanks for understanding!💕

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During sping break, your guardian(s) were going on a work trip across the country for a week, and couldn’t bring you. At first you were upset, but got excited when they said that you would get to spend the week with your best friend, Tyler, and his parents, since there was no one else to watch you (They never left you on your own, which got super annoying sometimes, but at least this week would be fun).
“Bye, y/n, have fun!” Your guardian called from inside the car you had just exited, in front of Tyler’s house.
“Bye, I will!” You smiled and watched them leave.
You walked up to the door with your bag by your side and knocked. Shortly after a boy with dark fluffy hair and mocha eyes opened the door, a huge crooked smile on his face.
“Hey, y/n!”
“Hey, Tyler. What’s up?” You entered the house and started slipping your shoes off, you knew his family wouldn’t mind. You’ve been over several times.
“Nothing much… Just waiting for you, I guess,” He ran his hand through his hair, which you found adorable (Just in a friend way, though. Nothing more, nope.)
“This week is going to be sick!” You grinned widely.
Shortly after, Tyler took you upstairs and showed you to the guest room you’d be staying in, which was right next to Tyler’s. The room was bland, but you guessed that’s how all guest rooms should be.
You threw your bag onto the bed and turned to Tyler.
“So, what’re we doing first?”
He smiled cheekily, “Well, first, I bought you a cupcake. Here,” He handed you small cupcake in a box.
“Oh… thanks, I guess?” You chuckled.
“Just try it,” He urged. It seemed kind of suspicious, but you tried it anyway.
You immediately spit it out.
“What the heck did you put in this!?”
He burst out laughing and you saw tears started to form in his eyes from so much laughter, leaving you standing their with a burning tongue.
“Just some hot sause, I knew you’d like it!”
“Tyler, I hate you!” You wanted to act mad, but you couldn’t help but to laugh as well.
“I’m going to get you back, you know!”
“Oh yea? Are you sure you want to mess with the great Tyler Joseph?”
You playfully pushed him back and smirked, “I’ll take my chances.”
For the rest of the day, you played Mario Kart together in the basement. The whole time, you were also planning how you would get Tyler back.
When you realized you beat Tyler in Mario Kart for the third time in a row, you jumped out of your seat, shouting out a celebratory “Yes!”
“How are you so good at this? I thought you didn’t have Mario Kart at your house!”
“I don’t, I guess I’m just that much better than you,” You teased.

The next morning, you awoke to the sound of Tyler’s scream from the bathroom. You eyes snapped open.
You started laughing uncontrollably, falling off the bed, not being able to stop yourself.
“Y/N, WHAT DID YOU DO TO THE WATER?!”
You started laughing even harder, barely a laugh coming out of your mouth, and your sides starting to hurt. Last night you put red kool-aid in the shower head, knowing Tyler always takes a shower right when he wakes up.
He walked to your room and stood at the frame of your door with only a towel around his waist and his skin dyed a slight red, watching your uncontrollable laughter.
“I swear to god, y/n, that was terrible. I thought it was blood or something,” He looked at you with a grumpy face.
“Hey, I told you I would get you back,” You got yourself off the ground, now standing in front of Tyler, “Now, we are even.”
“I don’t think so, this is war!”
“Oh, are you sure you want to mess with the great y/f/n?”
Tyler rolled his eyes, but had a smile on his face.
Later that day when you walked back to Tyler’s room after using the bathroom, you stopped just before going in when you heard him singing. You couldn’t hear exactly what he was saying, but his voice was beautiful.
When you decided you have eavesdropped long enough, you spoke up.
“You have a nice singing voice,” You said, walking inside.
Tyler’s eyes went a little wide when he realized you were there.
“Oh, uh, thanks,” He ran his hands through his hair.
“Really! You could go, like, professional or something,” You hopped onto his bed, sitting next to him.
You could have sworn you saw him blush, but you ignored it. It was probably just your imagination.

The next day, Tyler had pranked you with a toy spider in your face when you woke up. You had screamed bloody murder, followed by Tyler’s laughter. You had to admit, he had a pretty cute laugh.
Later that day you got him back with replacing his deodorant with cream cheese and changing your contact in his phone to “Mom” and sending him extremely creepy texts.
The next day, you played Mario Kart again.
“So, are you planning to go to prom next week?” He asked in the middle of the game. You had totally forgot about prom.
“Naw, I think It’s a waste of time, honestly. And I have no one to go with anyway,” Your eyes were still locked into the screen, “How about you?”
“I don’t know yet. Possibly?”
You smirked. “Possibly? What’s that mean?”
“I mean… I have someone in mind, but… I just don’t know if I really want to go yet or not,” He shrugged.
It disappointed your a little bit to hear he was thinking about someone else other than you.
‘y/n, why are you upset? Because Tyler likes someone? You’re so selfish,’ You thought to yourself.

The next couple of days were full of pranks, back and forth. It had gotten pretty crazy, honestly. Tyler had even replaced the orange juice with dyed water. Of coarse, you got him back by putting tape on the kitchen sink, leaving a little hole in the front, making the water fly into Tyler’s face.
No matter how careful the two of you were, you still ended up pranking each other.
“HOW ABOUT A TRUCE,” Tyler had finally yelled out when he took a sip of his red bull only to find watered down ketchup mixed with mayo and mustard.
“Only if you admit I’m the winner,” You smirked.
“What? No way!”
“If you say so, prepare to get dumped with a lot more pranks.”
“Fine! You win, I lose,” He cried desperately.
You laughed.
“Truce,” You shook hands, sealing the deal.

On the last day, you two spent the evening playing basketball, thought you weren’t very good at it. At all.
Tyler spent time teaching you the basics, and even went up from behind to put his arms around you to show you how to hold the basketball before you shoot. You may or may not have blushed. Tyler may or may not have noticed you blushing and blushed, himself.
When the two of you were worn out from playing, the sun had already set and the stars were out. The two of you went to Tyler’s backyard and laid in the grass, looking at the stars.
You two talked about anything and everything. It was perfect.
After a moment of silence, Tyler turned to you.
“Y/n, I know this is pretty random but… Can i ask you something?” He seemed to be holding his breath, waiting for a response.
“Of coarse, Tyler. You can ask me anything,” You looked at him, a little confused.
He took a deep breath before continuing.
“Will you go to prom with me?”
And, for some stupid reason, you thought it was another prank, and you rolled your eyes.
“You think im gonna fall for that? I thought we had a truce, Tyler,” You chuckled.
You immediately regret what you said as you saw Tyler’s face completely fall. It smashed you to the ground.
“Right. I must have forgot,” Before you could say anything, he got up.
“I think I’m going to head to bed. Good night.”
He left you laying their in the grass, heart broken. Hurting Tyler was the last thing you wanted to do.
After piecing together what just happened, you finally got up and walked inside, slowly walking up the stairs to Tyler’s room.
You knocked on the door.
“Tyler…?”
“What? I’m trying to sleep,” You could tell he was upset.
“Tyler, I’m so sorry. I’m such an idiot and I hate myself. I would love to go to prom with you!”
Moments past before the door opened, and you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding.
“R-really?”
“Yes, of coarse!”
Tyler broke out into a huge grin, wrapping his arms around you and bringing you into a tight embrace.
“Please don’t hate yourself y/n, You are perfect,” He spoke into the crook of your neck.
You couldn’t do anything but smile like an idiot.

Payed to Date (1)

(Based on 10 Things I Hate About You film)

Pairing: Bucky x Reader (eventually), College AU

Summary: As soon as Steve starts going to his new college, he’s infatuated with Natasha Romanoff, the prettiest and one of the most loved girls in the school. However she isn’t allowed to date until her ‘shrew’ older sister does and Steve is determined to find someone for her. Eventually, he does, but will his plan work? Or will it go down the plughole?

Warnings: swearing

Word Count: 1,127

Author’s Note: So, I decided to write a series based on the film named ‘10 Things I Hate About You’ but I changed the title because my ongoing series also has a similar name. The POV will alter every now and then. And god damn it, it was a great movie I loved it so muchhhhhh!!! AAAAAAAhhh!!! Anywayssss, as always, enjoy and I hope you like it! (By the way this gif suits this part perfectly im so happy omg)

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Steve’s POV

“Oh wow, nine school in nine years.” the guidance counselor Maria Hill’s eyebrows formed a two-sided triangle as she read the paper in her hand. 

“Yeah, my dad, uhhh-” Steve stopped mid-talk, looking for the right word to continue his sentence, “Is a migrant worker. We always move-”

The counselor shrugged stopping him, “I don’t care. You can tell those fairy tales to someone else.”

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Since we were four

right, this was a dream i had, i dont know why. i’m clearly not over 3b yet… it might be awful but i’m not a pro, im just trying to recreate my dream. i’ve changed some bits to fit in the timeline of the show, sort of? 

Warnings:smut, very long
words: 3226

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Stiles had been acting really strange since he, Allison and Scott well died… we soon came to the conclusion that the nogitsune was trying to possess him he decided to put himself into Eichen for 3 days. His decision really hurt me because although I’m Scott’s little, twin sister, I’ve been in love with Stiles since we were four! I made the courageous decision unbeknownst to the pack to get a job in Eichen as a nurse for a week, Stiles’ nurse. My mother’s a nurse and I intend to be, I’ve grown up learning first aid and stuff so I got the job straight away. 

After being here two days I go to Stiles’ room to give him his medicine but he is not there. I brush it off and search the building- the bathroom, games room, council room. I start panicking but a sudden urge leads me to the basement. Nobody ever goes in the basement apparently but I find it unlocked. As I descend the stairs slowly careful not to trip I hear a crashing noise, so I hurry my footsteps.  There I find stiles reaching into a hole. 

“Stiles what are you doing?” I demand. He just chuckles and grabs my hand pulling me down on the floor next to him. 
“Calm down, I’m just researching I guess” he shrugs. 
“How did you get down here without a key? How did you even know this was here?” I throw questions at him curiously. 
“honestly I don’t know, it’s all about the nogitsune so I guess he wanted me to be here” he spaces out for a while until I place my hand on his knee, he looks at my hand then up to my face with tears in his eyes. I sigh and grasp the back of his head resting it on my chest. he lets a few tears soak my dress before he pulls away hesitantly, he lets his eyes wonder up and down before his lips crash into mine, I kiss back immediately afraid this would be our only kiss. We pull away slowly and I look down blushing not wanting to face the disgust on his face, he places his hand on my cheek stroking it. 
“Was that your first kiss?” he asks softly to which I nod ashamed. 
“Can I do it again?”He whispers timidly. I look up shocked and he smirks slightly. Then the next thing I know we’re making out, slowly and passionately at first then things escalate and get heated. We both move onto the old, dusty, grey couch. He starts unbuttoning my dress, when he reaches to just above my breasts; I grab his hands stopping him. He looks up at me questioningly, I exhale a shaky breath. I’m extremely nervous until he whispers

“it’s my first time too… we don’t have to do this, we can stop” and pecks my cheek. I shake my head violently, jumping onto his lap straddling him. his hands fly to my hips instantly. I fist his hair in my hands and whisper (hopefully) seductively in his ear “I want you to be my first” and nibble slightly at his ear. He gulps but nods continuing to unbutton my dress but gets impatient and tugs it open, the buttons flying everywhere but that’s a worry for another time. I proceed to remove his t-shirt and I’m extremely shocked and turned on at his washboard abs; who knew? pale, skinny Stiles Stilinski has abs! I run my hands along them devouring the sight. he blushes covering himself. I attempt to push his hands away but he sighs pushing me off his lap and tugging his shirt back on. 
“that’s exactly why I don’t take my shirt off! I don’t even know what I was thinking, your my best friends sister and why would you even like me anyway, I’m so stupid!” he yelled thrusting his hand into the wall, not even phasing him. 
“do you not want this?”I stutter offended. he turns to me. 
“of course I want this, you, us. I always have! but Scott-” I jumped to my tiptoes kissing him so he’ll shut up. I pull away standing back straight. he silently watches me. 
“I don’t care I want you, and you want me, don’t think about Scott. and I know you’re feeling self conscious, but seriously I only stared because I didn’t expect you to be so toned… I mean you’ve got the reputation of ‘pale, skinny, defenceless stiles’ but your nothing like that, probably why I’ve liked you since we were 4″ I chuckle but realise what I’ve revealed. I gasp but he just picks me up and drops me on the couch getting on top of me taking his t shirt off again along with both of our remaining clothes. he proceeds to kiss me while intertwining our hands above our heads. he lines himself up and pushes into me slowly. I whimper letting a few tears drip. h notices and goes to pull out but I stop him. he goes slowly and it starts to feel really good. he keeps it slow even though he and I both know we would like it faster, were savouring this moment. after a while we’re hitting our orgasms and he’s dropping onto my chest wrapping his arms around my waist, his face resting on my breasts. I stroke his damp hair while he rubs circles into my hip. Eventually he lifts himself up pulling out of me but stays hovering over me. I blush under his stare. 
“You look beautiful, even all sweaty and tired” and pecks my nose. He travels further down leaving marks on my neck but continues down to my stomach sucking and licking in a strip. I don’t even care that there will be bruises tomorrow. He comes back up pecking my swollen lips, collapsing next to me, pulling me flush against him and we both fall asleep. 

*a few days later* 

Yeah stiles isn’t stiles anymore. Which leads to right now were the nogitsune, Scott, Deaton, Lydia, peter, my mum and I are in our living room trying to find a way to help stiles. Everyone leaves to the kitchen to conjure up a plan while I stay with a Kanima venom paralyzed stiles with duct tape over his mouth. I can hear the conversation in the kitchen so I vaguely listen in. I start wrapping stiles’ stomach, moving to sit on his lap to get a good look at it, dabbing it with alcohol making him jump and wrapping it in gauze. I’m nearly finished when I catch the end of Deaton’s sentence. 
“I know it’s not a good idea, but if he doesn’t get even a little bit of pain, chaos or strife to feed on soon, stiles’ body will die and void will move onto a new host…” I sigh and look at the nogitsune. I start to slowly pull the tape off of his mouth. I place my finger over his mouth telling him to stay quiet. He smirks. 
“mmm, rebel huh?” I roll my eyes. 
“is what he said true?” he nods and chuckles and my expression. my mind is rolling with solutions but I do the first thing that comes to mind. I kiss him cupping his face, just when he’s about to slip his tongue in I pull away biting his lip. he looks up at me shocked but I shush him staring at his neck where I can see the ugly black running through his veins. 
“why did you do that?” he whispers, his hot breath fanning across my face. 
“because I love stiles, and if this keeps him alive a little bit longer, I’ll do anything i’ve lived so much pain i could write a book series about it” he raises his eyebrows and I nod leaving another peck on his lips, quickly putting the tape over his mouth again. I jump off of his lap pretending to put away the few utensils I used when I hear everyone coming back into the living room. 

I don’t remember much else that happened. until I wake up in a damp, cold alleyway. I look around and see Lydia pacing. I run over to her and she jumps only noticing I was here. a shadow comes over us and we look to the end of the tunnel seeing the nogitsune standing there, he starts walking closer but we move away. I feel my side burning and when I touch it I can feel blood. I sigh starting to feel lightheaded. I collapse onto the floor but tell Lydia to keep going. I’m swept off of my feet and taken outside. I’m rested against a large wall with vines going up it. I notice the pack arriving and I sigh happily until a big fight breaks out between them and the oni. the nogitsune stares, enjoying the scene unfold a few feet away from me hidden behind an old car. Stiles gets past and runs inside to get to Lydia. Allison kills one of the oni with an arrow and I see what’s about to happen next. the oni start fading away but I jump up, I don’t know what came over me but I run ignoring the pain and jump in front of Allison when an oni goes to stab her. it pierces my side but I don’t feel it much. I collapse again and when the pack go to reach for me they can’t, a sort of force fields surrounds me, yet the nogitsune walks straight through and picks me up walking away. he’s mumbling profanities and kissing my forehead. I’m taken to the woods, where Scott, Isaac, Lydia, Allison, stiles and I came to watch the stars one night after killing the Darach. it must be a memory in stiles’ mind so the nogitsune knows where to take me. he rests me gently against a big rock; I can see the stars and all of beacon hills from here. It’s truly beautiful. he bends down straddling my outspread legs. he rests his forehead against mine whispering to me. 
“I’m so sorry, I know I cause pain, chaos and strife but your different, I guess it’s because of how strong stiles’ feelings for you are I love you too…thank you for keeping me alive, but I am needed at your school. I’m going to meet up with your pack so when you die you won’t be alone” I start crying and cup his face. 
he leans in asking for my permission, I clutch the back of his head confirming and he kisses me. I start to feel drowsy and pull away laying down. he wipes a tear away before sauntering away. 

I lay there feeling cold and exposed. my shoes and bracelet are gone, I don’t know where. my makeup is no doubt smudged and my dress is torn at the bottom in various places and most of the top is missing due to my injuries. I try to remove what’s left of my jacket although it’s freezing to put pressure on my wounds. I can feel loads of little cuts up and down my legs and arms, and bruised dotted everywhere to.

After lying there for about an hour I start to give up hope until I hear two people screaming my name. my mum and the sheriff! I try to call out to them but my voice is raspy and cracking. I shout my loudest and they find me eventually. The sheriff picks me up trying not to hurt me but everywhere hurts. I clutch his shirt crying. he pecks my forehead speeding to a run, my mother a few feet in front of him. we reach a clearing and I see the squad car. my mum get’s in the back and he lays me down along the seats resting my head on my mum’s lap. The sheriff quickly hops in the front seat and speeding off to the hospital I presume. My mum rings Scott to tell them they found me and where we are going, when she’s finished she looks down at me. I attempt to smile, but get dizzy. I start closing my eyes, she panics cupping my cheeks and telling me to keep my eyes open. I try to talk. 
“St-stiles, tell stiles” I can’t finish my sentence, but she nods laughing a little bit, the sheriff looks in his mirror curiously. my mum looks up at him giggling. 
“she wants stiles. she wants me to tell him she loves him, but she’s going to tell him yourself aren’t you baby?” she looks down at me just as my eye lids are drooping she starts screaming trying to get me to wake up. I open my eyes slightly but close them again. 
“I love you mum” I gasp out. 
The car comes to a sudden stop and I hear the sheriffs’ door opening, slamming shut then I feel the breeze of my door being opened. I’m engulfed in the sheriffs’ arms again and he starts running towards the hospital entrance. I open my eyes slightly looking up at the sheriff. before I can think about it the words pour from my lips. “I love you too dad” and I’m enveloped in darkness. 

Stiles POV*
I pace nervously waiting for my dad and Melissa to come through the door with y/n. my eyes dart up to the entrance when they open and I hear them shouting for an emergency. I tear up immediately, quickly wiping them away. I see y/n curled up in my dads, her hand clutching his, her head resting carelessly against him. I nearly smile until he starts screaming. 
“please, help she’s not breathing, quick!” I go to run towards them but scott holds me back; I thrash violently in his grip but slump against him when she’s taken away on a gurney and into emergency surgery. The waiting room is filled with sobs, from my slumped position on Scott, I can tell he’s crying but is also shocked about my freak out, he knew we were friends obviously but my feelings are clear now. Lydia is rested against Allison’s shoulder and there both crying. Kira looks shocked and Isaac is fidgeting with his fingers trying not to cry. 

normal POV* 
All at once I get a rush of emotions and memories of what occurred several hours ago, but I also get a rush of pain. I sit up opening my eyes and gasping. I look around and my eyes zoom in on one cute brown eyed, dimple faced shocked boy. 
“Stiles” I whisper, but everyone can hear the pain in my voice. He jumps out of his chair quickly pushing gently on my shoulders. 
“lay back down, you’ll pull your stitches out” he chuckles, his eyes filling with tears. Isaac disappears and I assume he’s gone to tell my mum I’m awake. 
“h-how? the nogitsune…” I stutter out. 
“he’s gone!” Scott replies coming to my side to peck my forehead. I hear two squeals beside me and turn my head; I can tell my whole face brightens because they laugh. Lydia hugs me first then Allison. I look in the corner and see Kira sitting there, staring at the floor looking extremely awkward. I cough and her gaze lifts to mine. I smile invitingly and open my arms for a hug; she smiles brightly back and comes to give me a hug. Isaac comes back in with my mum and the sheriff, my mum runs to me hugging me, followed by Isaac and then the sheriff who pecks my forehead. I smile up at him. 
“thank you for breaking your own speeding law to get me here” I laugh making everyone laugh too. he grabs my hand squeezing it. 
“you called me dad” I blush squeezing it back. he goes to leave winking at stiles before leaving the room, I blush furiously. My mum leaves too. 
“you know you guys don’t have to stay here, I’m fine. go get some sleep, it’s still dark out.” I sigh. Isaac and Kira come to my side giving me hugs and saying they will leave then if I insist. the other four stay put resting in chairs; I roll my eyes but lift my arms up to yawn. I don’t notice my t shirt rising. Lydia gasps. I look down seeing my exposed stomach. 

Along with my two wounds, one on my left stomach area, the other along my rib are the possessive bruises Stiles left on my body. I blush trying to pull my shirt down but Scott stops me staring at them. 

“I know you didn’t get them during the fight or anything, who did that?” he growls. I nervously lock eyes with Stiles and he jumps up. 
“anyone want any water?” he stutters. Scott realises and jumps up pushing stiles against a wall. 
“you had sex with my little sister?” he growls angrily. 
“I’m like 10 minutes younger?! and it wasn’t like that, I love him, he’s your best friend look at what you’re doing right now” I hiss at him, swinging my legs over the side of bed and shuffling towards them. Scotts’ eyes are glowing red, and his claws are out. he steps back and I get in between them. suddenly he is pushed backwards and hits the opposite wall. Scott, Lydia and Allison all gasp. I look to my right looking in the mirror and my eyes are glowing purple. 
“we’ll get onto that later, but right now we need to deal with this, I’m in love with Stiles” I state confidently. Stiles grabs my hand intertwining them. Scott sees this and his wolfiness goes away, his eyes soften. 
“and you love her too don’t you?” he says to Stiles. I look up at him awaiting his answer, his height towering over me. 
“since we were four” stiles nods. this confuses the other three but makes me giggle. 
“fine, I guess if anyone would date my sister I’m ecstatic it’s you” they bro hug and everyone leaves, Lydia mumbling about how Stiles had game and a wink from Allison, except stiles. I wrap my arms around his neck while his wrap around my waist careful not to snag my stitches. 
“will you be mine?” stiles whispers. I press my lips to his momentarily. 
“I already am” but I get a sudden rush of pain through the wound on my rib. I lift my shirt pulling away they bandage. there all bloody but clear is Stiles’ name carved into my skin, it will definitely leave a scar. I blush looking up at him both shocked. he softly runs his fingers over it. 
“guess you’ll just have to stick with me forever then” he chuckles and lifts me bridal styles taking me to bed laying us both down and cuddling until we fall asleep. 

Scotts’ POV*
I go back into y/n room quietly. 
“y/n mum said you can leave when you’re ready-” I say but stop when I see y/n and Stiles asleep in her bed, his arm is strong around her, but gentle enough not to hurt her. He head is rested in his neck and they are holding hands. I know he’ll be good for her. 

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MEG YES

• Robbie doesnt know why she sits in the quinnjet all the time and he’s not sure he wants to but one day he passes by it on the plane and she’s just sitting there staring at the pilots seat, eventually Fitz comes by and notices him staring at her and her staring at the seat and his heart literally breaks because he knows and everyone else knows but Robbie and he knows its not his place to tell him so he doesnt (instead he tells him to ask her, Fitz knows she’ll tell him, for some reason she has no problem with it) 

• When Robbie does get the courage to go and ask her why she stares at it all day long, the look he sees in her eyes is heart breaking because he can see it all the pain but mostly the love behind it, she does tell him. she tells him why she sits and stares all day long.The man she loved died and this was the last place she saw him (he hates himself for a while after it because now he really wishes he didnt know, so he could keep believing she was just some vigilante who hates shield) 

•  After she tells him she starts coming out of the area more, one day Coulson almost fainted because he saw them smiling and laughing in the cargo bay next to Lola, she was telling him about how it could fly and how her hair looked like a fricking birds nest after, Robbie had never laughed so much thinking about it

• Jemma likes him, she doesnt know why maybe its because he saved them both or because she hasnt seen daisy smile like she has in a while and he’s the reason, so when she catches up to him at the base one day they start talking she starts to see why, they started talking about science (Robbie is smarter than he’d like to admit the only reason he didnt go to college was for Gabe, he totally would’ve been a giant nerd and no one can tell me otherwise) and when Daisy walks past the lab and sees them geeking out her heart literally swells 

• Mack has a giant bro crush on him, he saw the way he drove at the prison and he busted a fricking nut, one day Robbie catches him staring at the hell charger with such adoration that he lets him sit in (no way in hell was letting him drive it) he wouldnt even give him a ride to go see yoyo at one point because in Gabes words “he doesnt give people rides” 

•  the passenger seat of the charger is pretty much reserved for daisy, sometimes she hangs out inside like she did in the SUV in season one, at one point Robbie catches her inside asleep in the most uncomfortable position and he just shakes his head and puts the computer in the drivers seat and tells mack where she is (he doesnt want to leave her there, but he doesnt want to over step his bounds and y’know mans gotta keep up appearances) 

• one night the plane had landed and the back was open (like in the first episode when they watched the ship launch) Daisy was sitting on the hood of the car with her laptop and beer just watching horizon and Robbie has this habit of just appearing out of nowhere and scares the absolute crap out of her when she looks to her right and sees him sitting there with a beer and not saying a word

• we know that coulson said robbie was growing on him but its really May that likes him the most, they both have that brooding thing going on and they both noticed it the first time they met, one day at the base daisy walks into the kitchen to get food for her and mack and she literally walks into a pillar because she saw May and Robbie in the kitchen with matching grumpy cat mugs (they were drinking out of them and talking she even saw them laugh at her and sHE ALMOST DIED because 1. robbie was laughing 2. robbie had a really nice laugh 3. may was laughing 4. she just walked into brick and is 70% sure she just broke her nose) 

• when Daisy meets Gabe again she almost dies again because she doesnt know what he told Robbie about her leaving so she kinda just “yikes” and steers clear for a while until Robbie notices that everytime he’s with Gabe she pretty much ignores him (he says he’s not hurt by it but the first time it happens he’s looking under the hood with mack and Gabes inside the charger and Daisy literally takes one look and turns away, mack literally bursts out laughing at the offence Robbie took to it) after she  was going to walk away for the 60th time he looks down at Gabe to see he is giving her the biggest death glare (their first impression was terrible and she doesnt want to make it worse so they never had time to fix it) after seeing the look he locks them in a room together and makes them hash it out.

• that was his biggest fucking mistake and regrets every second of it because the second they came out of the room all buddy buddy and saw the mischievous look in their eyes he literally DIED

• He learns later on that Gabe stashed a photo album in the trunk of the charger specifically for this purpose (he had hope one day his brother would get laid and he could show them how much he lil baby wiener hadnt changed +dont make me get into the nsfw shit ill be here for 6 years) anyways he sees Daisy and Gabe in the kitchen in the base with the whole gang surrounding them (they hadnt been there at first but coulson got one good look at baby reyes and texted the whole squad) he goes over to see what their looking at bc hey we’re all friends here but the second he gets close enough they literally scatter, daisy and gabe are the only ones who own up to it bc they wanna tease him for the rest of his life (daisy even said that to him and he’s kinda glad because he’s hoping that means she’s gonna be in his life a lot longer)


I HAVE TO STOP HERE BC IM NEVER GONNA GET ANYTHING DONE, MEG U DID THIS

WHO KNOWS MAYBE ILL CONTINUE IT

10. - I Thought Takin' Drugs Just Aint You, Be You.

Malakai

Even though I wasnt suppose to be working today I found myself riding around town and checking in on the number of business Rack and I co owned. Once I was satisfied that our sneaker stores in both Brooklyn and Manhattan were running smoothly, I found myself at our tattoo joint only to find it poppin with customers.

Needing to get my mind off the argument with Rack and the bomb sex with Kalea, I put my mind to work and started working on a few clients that were waiting around. Still as the day progressed and I drew up designs and tatted a number of bitches, my thoughts was still somewhere else.

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absence {c.h.}

Summary: The cliché story of you and Calum being best friends and having feelings for each other but are too scared to discuss said feelings which led to things getting messy (this is like…angsty…sort of)

Requested: no one ever requests anything *deep sigh*

Word count: 3,697 (I KNOW IM SO SORRY THIS WAS MEANT TO BE A BLURB BUT THEN I JUST…)

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Chapter TwentyEight

Tyson

Pushing Lani’s curly mane to the side, I leant down and kissed her bare shoulder before getting up off the bed. Stretching my arms outs, I groaned as a few bones cracked and sluggishly made my way over to the bathroom.

Though I was still tired, last night was one of the sleeps had in the past few days and it was all thanks to the fact I had my woman in my arms as well as being buried deep inside of her .

Quickly doing my business as I puffed on my morning cigarette, I flushed the toilet and headed to the basin where a mug instantly stared back at me in the mirror. Shaking my head at the bruised handprint that was visible on my cheek, I mentally coached myself not to get angry and instead put out my smoke and headed for the shower.

Lani was literally the only person on this planet who could put their hands on me and get away with it, though it didn’t mean I don’t think about handing her ass for it. Turning on the cold water as I rid my mind of the thoughts, I let out a small groan as the freezing cold water hit my body and soothed my tightened muscles.

Squeezing the body wash on the loafer, I mentally planned out my day as I washed over my body and rid myself of all the sweat and sex that lingered on me. Clenching my jaw as the water hit the scratch marks Lani left on my back, I hastily finished up my shower and wrapped a towel loosely around my waist as I stepped out.

Once again I made my way over to the basin and ran my hand over my growing beard that had started to look out of control. Not really in the mood for standing around for a hour to shave it all off, I quickly grabbed the clippers and trimmed it neatly until I looked more presentable and clean.

Splashing some water on my face to rid myself of the hair, I sprayed my deodorant and finished off with my cologne before making my way back into the main bedroom. Smirking while licking my lips at the sight of a naked Lani on top of the covers, I had to refrain myself from literally jumping on the bed and filling her up with in seconds.

Managing to some how control myself, I let out a groan as I shook my head and headed towards our over sized walk in wardrobe only to find my nigga LJ lounged out on the carpet sleeping. Shaking my head at the little fucker, I surprised myself as thoughts of missing his spotted self invaded my mind causing a mug to instantly form on my face.

“Im missing cats now? Fucks wrong with me?”, I muttered lowly to myself as I pulled out my boxers and slipped them on before tugging my legs into some black basketball short. Not bothering with a shirt, I proceeded to put my socks on and slipped my feet into my jordan slip ons before turning the lights off and heading out.

Heading straight for the bed, I sat on the edge and let my gaze roam over my womans body as I felt my dick instantly start to react. Running my fingers up her smooth thigh, over her round ass and up her spine, I couldnt help but grin as she broke out in goosebumps and slowly began waking up.

Turning her head so I could now see half of her face, I bit my lip in amusement as she tried to blow out air to push the curls that rested in front of her lips. Removing my hand from her spine, i used it to move her hair and watched as her eyes slowly fluttered opened as she stretched out her body across the bed.

“Morning”, She mumbled lowly in a sleepy tone causing me to just sit there and watch her intensly as I drank her in and refrained myself from grabbing her body and never letting her go. Was I obsessed with her? Shit that was something I asked myself everyday. Truth be told, I probably was. I studied her every move, reaction, word, behaviour and actions as if she was a rare gift.

I couldnt help it. I loved her so much that I continued to try and find more things to love about her but I was sure that after years of going at it I had fallen in love with every last bit of her, “Morning baby”, I finally muttered as I broke out of my trance and paid attention.

“Your doing it again”, She giggled against the pillow with closed eyes, “I cant help it”, I shrugged unapologetically as I knew she was talking about me doing nothing back watching her every move, “I dont understand why, Im nothing special”, She said lightly as she rolled over towards me so that she was now laying on her back, naked body in full view.

“Oh you have no idea how very wrong you are”, I heard myself reply huskily as I leant down and ran my tongue over her already perky nipple. Biting down, she let out a moan as I tugged it with my teeth before completely letting go and sitting back up. Frowning with a pout, I couldn’t help but let out a chuckle at the pleading look she was giving me, “You know Id want nothing more than to stay laid up inside you forever and ever but I cant let Zay fend for himself”, I grinned as I lent down and pecked her pink, pouty lips.

Pulling away the smile she wore soon faded into a frown and almost instantly she sat upright as tears formed in her eyes, “What’s wrong?”, I instantly asked not understanding the sudden mood change or sadness in her eyes.

“Your face Ty, look at your face”, She panicked as a tear fell before placing her hand on my cheek and running her fingers across it, “Look what I did”, She whispered as she shook her head with disgust.

“Dont worry baby, I got you back anyways. Taught yo ass a lesson, literally”, I mumbled the last bit lowly causing her tears to stop as she looked up at me confused before opening her eyes wide at realization. Turning around, she gasped at the large red hand prints on her ass before turning around with accusing eyes.

“What? You thought you was gonna get away with it?”, I chuckled as I shrugged and quickly stood up off the bed before she could attack, “Plus don’t even try to trip cause you was loving it last night”, I winked before dipping out the room just as she sent a pillow flying my way.

Chuckling at her saltness, I headed straight for Isaiahs room and broke out in a grin when I found him in a deep sleep with his legs and arm spread out while his mouth was wide open. Turning the light on in the room, I headed straight for his bed and climbed on so I could wake him up as he had overslept and needed to have breakfast.

Laying beside him, I kissed his cheek and ran my fingers through his growing curls, mentally reminding myself to take him to the barber so both him and I could get a haircut, “Little man”, I muttered lowly as I squeezed his chubby cheeks softly.

“Come on Zay”, I chuckled as I poked at his sides causing him to slowly start waking up as he tossed around in bed, “We gon’ hang out if you wake up now lil man”, I bribed him as I watched on with amusement as he slowly pried his eyes open and let out a small yawn.

“Daddy?”, He asked confused as I grinned and wrapped my arms around his tiny body and brought him on top of my chest, “Can you wake up so we can hang out?”, I asked him casually causing him to instantly start nodding his head sleepily and hide his face in my shoulder.

“Come on sleepy man”, I chuckled as I stood up and began carrying him back towards my bedroom. Sticking my head in, I made sure Lani wasn’t naked in full view, only to find her no longer on the bed.

“Lani, where you at baby?”, I called out as I stepped into the room, only to hear the shower on from the bathroom, “Having a shower”, She call out causing Zay to lift his head at the sound of his moms voice.

“Come on lil man, shes having a shower. How bout we go make some breakfast and surprise her?”, I asked him causing him to nod his head with excitement as I exited to the bedroom and made a quick stop to the spare bathroom for Isaiah to pee.

Once he had done his business, I helped him wash his hands and took him down to the kitchen where I got all the items needed to made three bowls of fruit loops. Seeing the cereal, I could have sworn that Zay looked at it than back at me with a ‘nigga are you serious’ face before going back and resting his face on my shoulder.

Laughing at his expression, I poured all our cereal and sat them on a tray before heading out to the back yard and towards the lounge chairs that were situated in front of the ocean.

Sitting the tray on the round wooden table in front of the chairs, I sat Zay next to me and brought the table closer to we could eat off it, “Daddy you go away again?”, Isaiah suddenly asked me as I sat his bowl in front of him and frowned at the question.

“Naw man, daddy just had some work he needed to do ight? I would never leave you or mommy for good”, I told him, not liking that my own son had doubts that I would be gone from his life, “I love you and mommy more than anything in this world, dont forget that little man”, I said as I felt the need to reassure him.

“Okay daddy, Zaya missed you”, He said speaking about himself in third person which caused me to look over at him with amusement. Leaning over I kissed the top of his head and handed him his spoon so he could start eating his fruit loops. Turning my attention to my own cereal, we began eating in sync as both our attention altered from our food and back out towards the view in front of us.

Though I never told anyone, the only reason I brought this mansion was because of the view. It always seemed to put my mind at ease whenever I came out here and just watched the water crash against the docks. Pulled out of my thoughts as the sound of the glass doors sliding open, I looked over my shoulder only to find Nalani making her way over in a casual outfit that she looked effortlessly flawless in.

Her now wet hair, hung low and wavy down her back and I mentally thanked god for this piece of heaven he for some reason blessed me with, “What are my two favourite people doing?”, She smiled as she got closer and made her way around the chairs so she could in between us.

“We made you breakfast mommy!”, Zay beamed as he stood up from his seat and carefully lifted up his moms bowl of cereal and handed it to her which she accepted with a massive smile on her face, “Awwww soggy fruit loops. Aren’t my boys the sweetest”, She chuckled as she leant over and kissed Zay on his cheek and then placed a kiss on my lips.

Sitting back in a comfortable silence, I was thankful for the peace and quiet and just enjoyed the presence of my family as we all devoured our cereal while we took in the sight of Miami beach. I of course was the first to finish, so I sat back on the lounge and turned my attention from to the view and onto the two people who meant the most to me.

“Lani?”, I called her name causing her to set her bowl down and look over at me with curious eyes, “What’s up baby?”, She said almost immediately as she leant over and rested her head on my shoulder.

“You mind if I take Isaiah out and have a boys day with him?”, I asked hesitantly not knowing how she would take it. Frowning she pulled away and looked up with a confused expression, “Ty of course you can. I dont know why you keep asking permission when he’s your son just as much as mine baby. You guys go out and have fun and Ill call the girls and chill with them”, She reassured me causing me to nod my head as I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and kissed her head.

Though I really, really didnt want to be away from her for a second, I also thought it would be good idea to take Isaiah out and have a father son day as we had yet to have anything like that.

“That okay with you little man? Wanna spend the day with your pops?”, I hesitantly asked Isaiah as I kept my hold on Lani, feeling my anxiety build just at the thought of being away from her today. Noticing my hesitance and increased breathing, Lani rubbed my thigh and looked up at me with one of her soothing smiles.

“Ill be right here when you get back baby. You will be okay”, She assured me softly as she rested her head against my chest and hugged me,“Maybe you should come?”, I muttered lowly causing her to instantly shake her head.

“Ty, you will be fine baby. You need to spend some time with him, matter of fact why dont you ask Ace and J to go with you that way you’re a little more at ease”, She suggested making me feel better. Though I would still prefer it to be her coming with us, I knew I would be able to hang with the boys for a few hours without needing Lani.

“Yea okay thats a good idea”, I nodded as I rested my face in the crook of her neck and inhaled her scent that always seemed to calm me like it was some sort of drug, “You finished eating sweety?”, I heard Lani ask Zay as I just stayed in my position with closed eyes.

“Yes all done”, I heard Zay beam from the other side of Lani before the sound of him standing up could be heard, “Daddy? You ok? Is daddy sleeping mommy?”, He asked as I felt him resting his head on my lap. 

“I dont know but I think we need to get daddy up so you guys can go get ready”, I heard her say lightly as she brought her hand up and ran her fingers through my curls, “Wake up daddy”, She whispered lowly in my ear causing me to smirk against her skin. Pulling away, I licked over my lips before closing the space between us so I could feel her lips on my own.

“Mmmm come on baby”, Lani mumbled into the kiss as I tried to slip my tongue in but she wasn’t tryna have any of that because Zay was still laying his head on my lap occupying himself as he traced the koi fish I had tattooed on the side of my calf.  

“Its a fish daddy”, He beamed as he looked up at us and back down to the colourful tattoo like it was the greatest thing on earth. Isaiah loved my tattoos, while we usually watched TV in bed, he would spend the entire time examining my chest pieces and sleeves. 

“Yea buddy its a fish”, I chuckled as ruffled his hair and watched as he studied the design, “ I get a fish like this to?”, He asked causing me to look over at Lani with an amused look, “Oh hell no, see what you started Ty?”, She frowned as she stood up while shaking her head and started placing the empty bowls back on the tray.

“What you talkin bout woman, I had all this ink before I even knew I had a kid”, I chuckled as I stood up and lifted Zay with me. Shaking her head, we followed behind her back into the house and into the kitchen, “No tattoos for Zay until his 30”, I heard her mumble lowly as she sat the tray next to the sink and began doing the dishes.

“You doing the most right now”, I said with amusement as I went and stood behind her with Zay still in my arms. Wrapping my arm around her waist, both Isaiah and I rested our heads on her back and relaxed our weight against her. 

Laughing light as she finished up the dishes, she turned the water off and used the dish towel to dry her hands. Turning around in my embrace, we re-lent our heads on her chest and felt her wrap her arms around us.

“Im gonna miss my two favourite men today”, She sighed as her grip got tighter causing me to let out my own sigh as I took in the moment with my family, “You guys better go and start getting ready”, She mumbled against my chest as Zay had his head laid on top of hers while he ran his tiny fingers through his moms hair.

Smiling at the scene, I let my hold on Lani go and kissed Isaiahs cheek as he sat up in my hold,  ”You wanna pick out what you wanna wear?”, I asked him causing him to grin, “Same as you daddy”, He said causing me to chuckle at the fact that he wanted to dress like me.

“Ight little man lets go get ready”, I muttered as I kissed Lani’s head one last time before heading back upstairs so I could get ready and then get my son into some matching clothes.

Entering our walk in closet for the second time today, Zay let out a squeal at the sight of LJ who was still laid out sleeping on the carpet. Chuckling at his excitement, I sat him on his feet and watched as he ran over and collapsed on the floor so he could lay down next to him. Isaiah swore up and down that not only was LJ his best friend but also his little brother, shit was hella cute even if that damn cat got on my nerves most of the time.

Leaving him to engage with our lazy ass kitten, I shuffled through my clothes until I found something suitable to wear. Slipping into some camo jeans, I added a printed black tee and some jordans and was impressed that it took me less than 10 minutes to get ready.

Heading to the mirror to check I looked alright and smirked at the sight before making my way over to Isaiah so I could get him ready and into a outfit that looked like mine. “Come on little man, your turn”, I muttered as I picked him off the floor and into my arms, “What bout Mason daddy?”, He pouted as he pointed down at LJ who was looking up at me like he was waiting to be picked up.

“Na bra, he staying here today”, I told him as I avoided the sad frown he made and began making my way out of my room and towards his. Pulling out my phone, I composed a quick msg to Brock, J and Ace letting them know the go for today and seeing if they wanted to come. Of course Brock had no choice in the matter, but within seconds J was messaging me back letting me know he was coming while Ace said he had plans with his woman.

Satisfied that I had at least one of my boys coming with me, I sat Isaiah on his unmade bed and headed over to his mini walk in that looked like a child’s shopping centre. Pulling out mini camo jeans, I paired it with a plain black tee and similar jordans. 

“Come on little man”, I muttered as I made my way back into Isaiahs bed room only to find him sitting there quietly as he patiently waited for me to come back. I swear we had to be blessed to have such a chilled out and good kid like him. Though he wasn’t a bad or anger kid like myself, he did however inherit the withdrawal and quiet side from me. Just like me, he prefered not to speak with people and keep to himself. 

Standing up on his bed without another word, he looked down at the clothes I brought in and then back over to my outfit. Grinning with approval he lifted his hands in the air so I could pull his pajama shirt off and exchange it for his black one. I continued on with the same process until he was now fully dressed in his new outfit and stood back to look him over.

“Yep you looking nearly as good as yo dad”, I chuckled causing him to grin as he stuck his hands out so I could carry him, “You getting too old for me to be carrying you everywhere”, I muttered as I kissed his cheek and continued to carry him out of the room, “I like when you carrying me daddy”, He said causing me to chuckle.

Just on clockwork I heard the front door opening and closing, followed by foot steps. Making my way down to the stairs, my gaze landed on Jeremiah and Jasmine walking in as they held hands, “How you get in?”, I muttered as I reached the bottom of the stairs and headed to the kitchen without saying hello.

“Nigga you gave me keys and hi to you to, rude ass”, J chuckled as he slapped a hand on my back and ruffled my hair knowing I hate it when people touch me, “Nigga dont even”, I mugged as I pushed him off him causing him to laugh even louder.

“Hey Ty, Hi babyboy, you lookin all fly”, Jas cooed as I side hugged her and let her take Zay from my arms so she could say hello to him, “We going?”, J asked as he headed to the fridge and pulled out two cartons of orange juice and handed one over to me.

Without answering we simultaneously opened the cartons and began drinking from it at the same time only to hear a round of lip smacking a few seconds later, “Really boys? Like was it that hard to just get glasses out?”, Lani sighed as she shook her head and came around the counter where she proceeded to snatch the cartons out of our grips.

“Doing be snatching shit”, I muttered just as J huffed, “Rude ass”. Shaking her head, Lani placed the orange juice back in the fridge before walking over and giving Jas a hug hello. Pulling away Lani looked at Zay before looking back at me while grinning, “Ahhh you look so adorable baby! Looking handsome like your daddy”, She gushed as she took Zay out of Jas’ arms and placed kissed all over his face.

Laughing as he wiggling in her embrace, I couldn’t help but grin lowly as I watched them interact. I know Lani always says she loves to just sit back and watch when Zay and I interact but she had no idea what it did to me when roles were in reversed and I watched them.

It was like my happiness and reason for living all put together whenever I watched on. Pulled out of my thoughts at the sound of another heavy set of footsteps, I looked over my shoulder only to see Brock entering the kitchen with LJ following close behind.

“How the fuck you get in?”, I muttered as he came over and dapped me and J, “Nigga you gave me keys”, He huffed as he proceeded to hug Jas and Lani before taking Zay from Lanis arms and throw him over his shoulder, something that Isaiah loved.

“Damn nigga who else you give your house keys out too?”, Jas laughed although there was a hint of seriousness behind her tone. Chuckling at the fact I was thinking the same thing, I simply shrugged my shoulders as I checked my rolex, “I’on but I need to get them locks changed”, I mumbled lowly only to have J throw an apple my way which I caught at the last minute.

“You aint changin shit nigga, now lets get going, I need to get this fro cut asap, its been attracting too many bitches”, He joked as he laughed only to quickly stop as Jas began mugging him, “Damn I was just playing”, He mumbled as he scratched the back of his head and walked over to her to give her a kiss.

“Ill meet y’all out by the car”, Brock announced as he handed Zay back over to Lani, kissed her head and made his way out, “Better keep them crusty lips off my woman”, I muttered under my breath as I made my way over to Lani just as J followed behind Brock and Jas went upstairs to mine and Lanis room.

“Dont talk to Brock like that”, Lani frowned as I wrapped my arm around her waist and pecked her pouted lips, “You know I was just playing”, I smirked as I quickly licked her lip causing her to laugh.

“You better get going baby, make sure you remember to feed Zay lunch okay”, She reminded me causing me to nod as I looked over at Isaiah and winked, “What you planning on doing today?”, I asked as I grabbed my phone and wallet and put them in my pocket as we headed to the front door.

“Jas and I are gonna lay in bed all day and have a supernatural marathon because you refuse to watch it with me”, She pouted as I just shook my head, “Thats cause we watched one episode and you wouldn’t stop screaming every second”, I smirked causing her to roll her eyes as she sucked her teeth.

“Uh because there was a freakin scarecrow that came alive and killed people”, She said in a ‘duh’ tone, this time causing me to roll my eyes at her antics, “Yea whatever woman, anyways just keep your phone close okay?”, I said as I needed her to make sure she picked up whenever I called.

“Relax baby, you will be fine”, She whispered as we got to the door. Standing on her tippy toes she gave Isaiah a kiss on the cheek before stepping closer and kissing me lips which instantly relaxed me, “Just make sure okay?”, I stressed as she pulled away and looked at me with worried eyes.

“Ill keep it on me at all times Ty”, She assured me causing me to let out a sigh. Kissing her lips one more time, I headed out the door and walked over to the black SUV that we were taking. Getting in the back with Isaiah, I strapped him in the toddler seat we had installed before sitting back and watched out the window as Lani waved while we pulled out of the driveway.

“Daddy we get haircuts?”, Zay asked, pulling me out of my thoughts which I was thankful for, “Yea little man and we gonna go and get more pictures for daddy”, I told him as I had plans to get some more ink done today.

Looking over with wide eyes, he grinned as he looked down at my exposed arms, “Me too daddy, me too”, He beamed causing us all to chuckle, “Yea he definitely your son nigga”, J laughed from the front seat as I nodded my head in agreement.

Jeremiah 

As soon as we pulled up to the strip a groan escaped all of our lips at the sight of a few paparazzi’s lurking around, “Man these niggas are everywhere”, I muttered lowly as I shook my head at the thought of having to deal with them today.

Parking out back and out of sight, Brock and myself got out of the car as we waited for Ty to unbuckle Isaiah and carry him out, “Bra the fuck yo hair looking like the niggas from jackson 5?”, Brock asked as he laughed obnoxiously loud while I just sucked my teeth.

“Chill with that, my lady loves it”, I shrugged as I placed my hands in my pockets while mugging him, “She tell you that? Cause if she did she lying”, He chuckled causing Ty to start laughing as he got out the car and eyed out my fro. 

“Man fuck yo both, I’m getting it cut anyways”, I huffed in a salty expression which only fueled their laughter even more. Shaking my head at their antics, we began walking around the block and towards the barber that we had been hitting up since youngins. Unfortunately as soon as we rounded the corner, the paps saw us and a good hand full raced over.

Brock immediately took his stance in front of us and being that he was a big, blulky mother fucker he did a good job at blocking most of their pictures. Ty on the other hand was doing a good job at ignoring them and instead kept his attention to Isaiah who was being carried in his arms and talking to him in a low voice.

Not being able to help, I grinned at the sight of them interacting. I swear they had to be twins and the fact that they had on matching outfits made shit look like they were identical, “Y’all are cute as shit”, I smirked knowing Ty hated being called cute with a passion.

“Paps or not nigga I will not hesitate to beat yo ass on this side walk”, He retorted almost instantly causing Brock and I too haunch over and laugh at his aggressive ass, “Bra a simple thank you would be nice”, I chuckled while shaking my head and pushing the door of the barber shop open.

“LENNYYYYYYYYY”, I hollered loudly as we burst through the door and were greeted with a bunch of all hood niggas and old niggas getting touch ups, playing chess and yelling at the re runs of the college basketball playing on TV.

“You tryna damage the last bit of hearing I have boy?”, Lenny’s ole grumpy ass huffed as he stood up from his chair and made his way over. Lenny was like the father we never had. Too many days and nights, us boys would spend in this very barber seeking out refugee and guidance from him.

We owed everything to him and the first thing we did when us boys got signed was finish off his payments on the shop as well as get this nigga a nice big old house. Len deserved it though, it was him who use to hide us in the back every time we was running for the cops and it was him who fed us when our good for nothing parents didnt.

“Come here you little shits”, He muttered in a gruff tone as he balanced on his thin legs and shuffled his way over to embrace us in a hug. Lenny was everything a old man looked like. Snow white hair, skinny limbs, old school swagger, permanent frown and a hard gruff voice that seemed to scare the kids. He blamed it on his chain smoking and the war for his shitty attitude, but even though he was a old cracky fuck he still seemed to attract people to him like the plague.

He was a wise nigga, told it straight and had no time for bullshit, “Why the fuck y’all ain’t been to stop by? Nigga holdin on by a thin line and can drop dead any minute”, He exaggerated as he embraced me in a hug and slapped my back.

“Nigga you like 130 and you still talking, you aint going no where soon”, Ty muttered causing Lenny to pull back and mug him as everyone stood in silence. Engaged in a death stare, both men held their own for a few minutes before they busted up in laughter followed by everyone else in the room.

Ty and Lenny were two niggas who were so alike that they bumped heads as if they were at war with one another and the constant digs at each other were a common thing. They hated to love each other but under it all, I knew that Lenny saw Ty as a son and would do anything for him and vise versa.

“Well fuck me sideways, I know this nigga aint fathered a kid”, Lenny muttered as he looked over at Zay who was too busy hugging Tyson to notice anything going on, “Nigga you aint got a TV?”, Ty huffed as he tapped Isaiahs thigh to get his attention while I walked over at took a seat in Fat Joe’s chair so he could hit me up.

“Growing it out bra?”, Joe laughed as he wrapped the sheet around my neck and grabbed his comb, “Yea cuh, cut it all off”, I chuckled as he nodded and turned my attention back over to Ty and Lenny. Finally getting Zay to loosen his grip from around Ty’s neck, Isaiah shyly looked over at the old man.

“Zay this old nigga is Grampa Lenny” Ty introduced causing Lenny to narrow his eyes at the mention of ‘old’, he hated being called old and we all knew it, “Shit I hate to admit it, but good looking kid you got here. Props to his mom, thats all her”, Lenny egged on only to mess with Tyson.

“Bra fuck you talkin bout, you know I been the sexiest nigga to walk through this joint”, Ty huffed as he waved him off and handed a reluctant Isaiah to Lenny who was cheesing at the kid,“Sexy? Young blood my crusty ass is sexier than yo big headed self”, Lenny replied as Zay looked back at Tyson with wet eyes, “Nigga stop showing off them musty ass teeth, you scaring ma kid”, Tyson grumbled, this time causing us all to hunch over and laugh. The banter between them never stops and was pure entertainment for the rest of us.  

“Now, now y’all better stop using all that language before I bring out my wooden spoon. Y’all know mama dont play”, We heard a sweet voice coming from the back room before the door opened only to reveal my number one lady, “Mama Lacy”, I beamed at the sight of Lenny’s wife and ride or die.

Just like Lenny, Lacy was the mother we never had. When Ty busted out of the mental institute and we broke free of our foster parents, it was Lenny and Lacy who took us all in, “JayJay, my handsome boy”, She cheesed as she came over with open arms. Signalling Joe to stop cutting, I stood up and immediately embraced her in a bear hug, before pulling away and kissing her cheek.

“How have you been baby? I miss my little rascals”, She beamed as she rubbed my cheek, “Miss you too mama, you know we been hella busy but Imma make sure we come around more often”, I promised which instantly made smile even harder. Though we didnt visit as much as we should lately, Lacy and Lenny never take it to heart as they knew we had a lot going on. I also made sure to call them weekly to check in and keep them updated.

“Now what do we have here?”, Lacy asked with wide eyes that lit up at the sight of Isaiah who was now back in Tysons arms. Though Lacy and Lenny knew all about Isaiah, they had yet to see the kid or attend his birthday party as they had been staying in New York for a few months looking after Lacy’s sick sister.

“Doesnt he look like a angel”, She gushed as she went over and kissed Tyson on the cheek before turning all her attention onto Isaiah, “Yea complete opposite of his dad”, Lenny muttered lowly although we all heard and started laughing.

“Oh will you two stop it, y’all are always going at it”, Lacy frowned before planting a smile on her face and picking Isaiah up, “You like cupcakes baby? Grandma Lacy just made a fresh new batch, lets go out back and get some?”, She asked Isaiah who looked over at Tyson for approval. Nodding his head in encouragement, Zay whispered a small yes and went through the doors and out back with mama Lacy.

“Now come on you big kid, let me straight up this mess you made of your hair”, Lenny huffed in disgust as he eyes out Tysons hair and gestured towards the seat beside the one I was sitting on. Ignoring his insult, Ty pulled out a cigarette and sat down on the chair beside me before offering Lenny one.

“Not while Lace is around, she will kick my ass”, Len huffed as he shook his head and picked up his clippers, “So tell me, how much trouble you boys been in lately?”, He asked as I watched Joe do his thing through the mirror.

“Man why you say it like we always in trouble?”, Ty frowned as he took a drag of the cigarette and eyed out Lenny, “Nigga cause Im the same person who hid you from the damn 5 0 all these years”, He retorted with a ‘duh’ tone which made us laugh as he was right.

“We been keeping out of trouble these day Len, we getting too old for all that reckless shit”, I quickly came to Ty’s defence only for Lenny to look over and give me a ‘nigga you lying’ look. Though Len knew that we were the worst type of kids back then, we never ever told him what we exactly got up to, even though I know he always had a idea.

It wasn’t because we didnt trust him, it was more because we would never want him to be an accessory to one of our crimes, just by knowing what had happened. Knowing he wasnt going to get any more information out of us he thankfully changed the subject, “Whats this I hear y’all got yoursleves some pretty little things?”

“Imma bring around my girl so y’all can meet her and y’all know Ty still with Lani”, I informed him as he knew perfectly well who Lani was as Tyson use to make her come with him everywhere back in the day. He also knew her because when she had left, Tyson was a mess and Lenny and Lacy were around to see what had become of him.

“Good to hear you got yo girl back”, Lenny said genuinely as he knew how much Lani meant to him, “As for you afroman, Im glad you finally decided to give someone a chance. Make sure you bring her around so I can steal her from you”, He chuckled as he wiggled his white eyebrows.

“Nigga you dreaming”, I chuckled as I shook my head lightly, “Ace got a girl?”, He asked as he squinted his eyes and concentrated on cutting Tysons hair, “Yea he got himself a tough one”, I muttered causing him to stop what he was doing and look over with a raised eyebrow.

“Damn he really got himself a girl? That nigga is a hoe, how he settled down?”,He asked confused causing all the boys in the shop to nod their head in agreement. Most these men had seen us grow up and had been around for years, if we had any type of family they would be them.

“She wearing the pants in the relationship, that skinny nigga aint gonna come outta pocket”, Ty muttered while smirking lowly as he spoke the truth. Briana was a tough girl and she was exactly what Adrian needed. Before anyone else could say anything, Lacey burst through the door holding Isaiahs hand who was stuffing his face with a cupcake. In Laceys other hand she held a tray that was filled with her famous choc chip cupcakes that everyone died for.

Feeling my mouth water at the sight, Lacey laughed as she noticed my expression and came over to give us boys one. As well as paying Lennys shop off we also went out a brought Lacey’s dream bakery for her, baking was her absolute life and she was amazing at it so it was only right. If there was woman that deserved it all it would be her.

“You boys make sure you bring your women and come by the house for dinner one night?”, She asked in a pleading tone that made me feel guilty for not being around much and judging by Tysons expression I knew he was feeling guilty as well.

“We’ll come round Sunday?”, Ty said as he put out his cigarette and picked up Isaiah and sat him in his lap, “Perfect, Ill make all your favourites”, She beamed as she took a seat opposite us and began telling us everything we missed in the last few months.

It wasn’t until two hours, four haircuts and a rundown on what’s happening in the hood, that we had finally finished and decided to start heading out. Once we said our goodbyes we headed back out to the car and once again avoided the increased mob of paparazzi.

“Yo Lenny did a good fuckin job with this cut bra”, Brock muttered as he looked over his hair in the window before hopping in the drivers seat, “Still look ugly as fuck”, Tyson muttered which sent Brock into a laughing fit, “Nigga look who’s talking with that big ass head of yours”, He chuckled as he wiped the corner of his eyes and started the car.

“I’on know what yall on about, my head aint even that big”, Ty huffed from the back seat as we pulled out of the car park and headed towards the tattoo joint which was owned by Sean, Lani’s former neighbour.

“What you thinking of getting?”, I asked as I scrolled through my phone and replied back to the msgs from Jasmine, “Zay’s name and I want a dinosaur on my rib”, He muttered causing me to narrow my eyes and look back at him with confusion, “I’on why you surprised, he always coming up with fucked up shit”, Brock chuckled as he pulled up to the joint that was thankfully only a few minutes away from Lenny’s barber shop.

Once again we waited for Ty to strap Isaiah out of his seat before making our way into the joint that seemed to be quiet thanks to it being wednesday midday, “Yo, good to see you niggas”, Sean appeared from the back room and came over to dap us.

Sean had become a friend of ours, of course that was after Tyson was over wanting to bash his face in for being friends Lani. Dapping him up, we followed behind him and headed out back to this private station. Once he had set up and Tyson told him what he wanted, I sat Zay in my lap and watched on beside Brock as Ty got tatted.

“Nigga really getting a dinosaur”, I muttered in disbelief as Sean pressed the stenciled dinosaur against Tysons ribs, “Nigga I fuckin like dinosaur’s ight?”, Ty mugged as I held onto my stomach and laughed at his salty expression.

“Lani know you getting it?”, Brock smirked causing Ty to look over with a frown, “Do I look like a little ass kid who needs to tell her everything?”, He asked causing us boys to look at each other before simultaneously saying, “Yes”.

 Sucking his teeth, he waved us off as Sean started up doing his thing and Isaiah watched on with wide, curious eyes, “Yo 100 bucks this kid gonna have his first ink before he hits 16”, I muttered as I watched on at how intrigued he was, “I dont think so man, not if you wanna see Lani start world war 3”, Ty shook his head and grinned at the thought.

“Im trying to knock Jas up”, I suddenly blurted out causing the sound of the tattoo gun to stop, as everyone froze and looked over at me, “What, a nigga cant have a kid?”, I chuckled hesitantly as I shrugged my shoulders.

“Damn bra it aint that, shit was just hella random”, Brock shrugged as he pulled out a pre rolled joint and lit it up. Shaking my head at his ass, I turned my attention back over to Ty as he hadn’t spoken a word and it was his opinion I wanted most, “You aint gonna say nothing?”, I asked him and watched as he eyed out Brocks joint.

“Why all of a sudden?”, He asked simply, not once removing his eyes from the blunt, “Nigga dont even think about it”, I muttered causing him to shake his head from his thoughts and turn his attention back to me, “And I'on, seeing you with Isaiah and Lani, got me thinking man. I guess I want a family of my own, you know?”, I confessed causing his usual frown to ease up as I knew he understood what I meant.

Family was something that Ty, Ace or I ever really had. Sure we had the subsitunes that we found along our rough upbringing, but it was totally different to actually having someone be  apart of you, “Shit man you know I support whatever you wanna do J, Jas is a good girl and if you think she the one you wanna be with for the rest of your life than shit make it happen”, He said genuinely causing me to sigh out in relief. That was all I needed to hear, it may not matter to other people but to me, Tysons approval mattered to me.

Grinning to myself slowly, I looked down at Isaiah who was still sitting in my lap but instead of watching Ty getting a tattoo, he had fallen asleep snuggled in my chest. It was that moment realization really hit, I want this. I wanted to have a kid with Jasmine.

Dalton's latest twitlonger:

In the first month of my departure from IM5 I’ve heard some crazy stories as to why I left the group. I realize an “official statement” was never released from IM5, so I feel the need to clear a few things up.

The vast majority of my 3 ½ years with the guys were amazing. We had good times, bad times, great times, and horrible times but always stuck together like brothers. Leaving them was one of the two hardest decisions I’ve ever had to make (the other was leaving my family, friends, and band mates in Texas when I was 14).

So, now you’re probably asking “Then why’d you leave?”

To give a little history, I was diagnosed with Bi-Polar disorder when I was 9 years old. Luckily, I have incredible doctors and have been treated well for my disorder for years. Unfortunately, Last February, I had some problems dealing with my B-P and ended up being hospitalized in Dallas for awhile. During this time period the boys continued on with out me for a couple months while I recovered. (You’ll notice I’m not in any videos or pics with the guys from Feb through May in 2013)

It’s important to know that I don’t tell you this for attention or sympathy. It’s a part of who I am and I’m not ashamed or embarrassed of it.

Those few months were some pretty dark times. My medication was changed and I experienced some fairly serious side effects. The Abilify, for instance, made me extremely tired no matter how much I slept at night and made me gain an extra 25 pounds I wasn’t expecting. Honestly, I was just in a funk and couldn’t seem to get out of it.

During that period in my life, the boys were extremely supportive and I’ll always be grateful to them for helping me through that rough patch. However, I began to realize things were going to have to change if I wanted to truly get healthy.

I struggled for close to 9 months, wondering what the best answer was for me and my future, all the while communicating with management that I was considering moving on from IM5. The guys were made aware of my thoughts towards the end of last year. Again, both management and the guys were very supportive and their main concern was for my health and overall happiness.

As hard as this decision was for me, I know it was hard on the guys as well. There were days I thought I could keep going and days I didn’t want to get out of bed. So, I did what I’ve always done to help me get through tough times and started writing.

Finally, in the process of writing dozens of songs, I realized the music was taking me in a different direction. I also realized it wouldn’t be fair to the 5ers, the IM5 team and most importantly myself if I continued on with IM5.

Now… I’m excited for IM5 and their future. As a founding member of the group, I will always be there to support them. I also hope you welcome the newest member and show him the same love and respect you’ve shown to me for the past 3 years. Although I may not know him, I will consider him family as well and can’t wait to see what the future holds for them.

As for me, I’ve never been happier and I’m excited about the future. I’ve decided to record many of the songs I’ve written over the past few years. The album will tell a story. (I’ll leave it to the listeners to decide what the story line is about) I’ve reunited with my childhood friend and former band mate Hunter Lucas and we’ve reassembled our old band, Fly Away Hero. The album will be released late summer/early fall. In the mean time, we’ll being playing a bunch live shows and releasing a few new singles. So stay tuned.

I do hope this puts an end to all the rumors.

To the guys and the IM5 team,
I love you guys. If I’ve hurt you in anyway, I sincerely and publicly apologize.

To the 5ers,
Thank you for all your support over the years. You’re incredible and I’ll always love you and never forget you.

To the nobodies,
There aren’t words that can describe my feelings for y'all. You guys are my heart and my soul. You’re the reason I get out of bed and face the world everyday. You’re my friends and my love for you is infinite.

Sincerely,
Dalton Rapattoni

Lost (dean imagine)

I FINALLY HAVE A STORY READY. i cant post the request with it cause I’m on my phone and it will be too much effort, so here its and endverse!reader… and sorta dean type thing and i totally plan on a part two cause i have something juicy for it.

You sat in your bedroom, legs crossed on the bed with a bottle of nail polish in front of you, stroking the brush against each nail carefully, you wanted to look nice for the anniversary dinner Dean was taking you out on for your 3rd year of being together, however it felt like about 10 years as you saw him every second of everyday, and you already knew him inside out as you lived and hunted with him for 4 years before he asked you out. 10 years or 3, you didn’t regret a single day, and you were grateful for Dean, and he you.
“Hello” a voice chirped. Your head shot up to see the angel, Zachariah.
“What the fuck do you want” you snapped.
“That’s no way to speak to a sever of heaven”
“Please, just not tonight. Be an asshole 10 times harder tomorrow to make up for it, but please not tonight.” You pleaded, setting your nail polish on your nightstand, then getting up from the bed to face the angel.
“oh your big date. 3 years. Long time.” He said, you weren’t sure if he was being sarcastic or sincere
“Yes so can i get on with it please?”
“You know, i was just thinking about that. I really admire you and Dean, you love him, and my gosh does he worship the ground you walk on. You will be together for a long time, i feel it”
“Is there a point, zach?”
“Its just, if you last another 2 years, 4,6,8, even 20! What will the world be like then?”
“Hover boards? Maybe flying cars, coca cola that doesnt get flat?”
“Funny, but no. I know what happens. The world goes down the pooper, bad conditions, no hospitals or schools, lucifer walks the earth.”
“why?” You asked, curiosity peaking.
“because Dean wont say yes, y/n”
“Zach, I’ve had enough of this shit. Not tonight!!” You yelled.
“Well you wont have the option of nights in 2014, the world is in the dumps then for sure”
Suddenly Dean came into your room with a worried expression on his face, changing to anger when he saw Zachariah. Your shouting must have attracted him.
“Speak of the devil!” Zachariah chuckled, you rolled your eyes in annoyance, you just wanted him out of your hair. You bowed your head and moved your lips in barley a whisper.
“Castiel if you can hear me, if your around come to my room in the motel. Asap” you prayed.
“I can hear you, I’m a celestial being”
“Now that Dean is here, I’m going to put you both forward, try and find each other” Zach placed his fore and middle finger of both hands on yours and deans heads, as soon as he done it, cas arrived. Light was shining from your forehead from the effects of the angels touch upon you, before Castiel could do anything, you were transported to the same motel room you were in now, only it was dundering in. The wallpaper was peeling to reveal a coat of damp beneath it, beside table legs broken and the bed you were previously sitting on, with out a mattress and popped springs. The wooden floor was dirty, you could barley see the light oak colour it was before. But among all these disgusting surroundings, the thing that concerned you the most was Dean. Where was he?
You checked the holster that you were wearing in your room, having just came back from a hunt before Zachariah arrived and not bothered to take it off, luckily it was still around your hips with a gun in it.
You removed the gun from the holster and checked that it was loaded, then cautiously set out to find your boyfriend.
“Dean” you whispered through your teeth as you opened the door of your room into the hallway, instantly choking up at the smell of rotten flesh and dead bodies. You put your hand over your mouth as you coughed from the stench. You continued along the hall, and turned the corner to see the source of the smell, pile of roughly four dead, rotten, half-eaten corpses.
you gagged at the sight before rushing down the stairs to the front desk of the motel, for some source of time and date.
You found a digital alarm clock, one almost identical to one you had as a teenager.
“Come on” you said in a praying like manner as you slid the switch across to on. You checked for batteries, unfortunately none were there. You picked up the clock and carried it closer to the glass doors hoping the solar panel at the top would work.
The light hit the clock, and the screen faintly lit up, you studied the clock for the date
“9/ 9/ 2014” you read.
“What the-” your swearing was cut of by a scream, you looked behind you and saw what looked to be a normal human, you studied it closer as it edged towards you, blood around its mouth, dirty hands, torn clothes.. and those dead eyes.
“Croat” you mumbled then bursted through the doors, starting to run in any direction. You sprinted as fast as you could, passing more croats on the way who joined in on the chase. About fourteen croatoans were after you now, and you were coming to a large fence across the road, there was one alley way, but you could smell the dead bodies as it you got closer which meant more croats. You reached the caged metal fence, and leaped at it, climbing over as fast as you could. As soon as your two feet touched the ground, you heard a truck, and then a voice
“GET DOWN!” it yelled, you done as you were told, and dove behind a dumpster, hundreds of bullets being fired just after.
‘Please be good guys’ you thought. You slowly raised your head up after the gun shots stopped. The truck reved its engine, and you looked up. You couldn’t see the men in the front seat as the windscreen was tinted, and the driver had his head turned to look in the back seats.
“get in!” A man shouted from the back of the pick-up. You jogged past the four seats of the car, not looking in, not wanting to make eye contact in case they changed their minds. You wanted to get in the car and go to where ever they were going. You stood on the back wheel and climbed in, one of the men shifting his machine gun to give you a seat.
“thank you so much” you breathed still out of breath from running away from the croats.
“No bother. Why are you alone, anyway?” one of the men asked in a low gravely voice.
“Long story short, im looking for my boyfriend, Dean.” You said, not wanting to freak the men out with the mentions of angels. The truck sped up slightly once it got to a main road, and it followed spray painted signs leading to a camp.
“I know a guy called Dean. I dont think he is your boyfriend though. Hes driving this truck” the other man spoke
“I never looked but im willing to bet its not him.”
“whats your name, by the way?”
“Y/n” you replied. Both of the men shared a look, a look that implied that your name triggered something in their heads. Did they know a y/n before? Where they demons in disguise?
“Im brian, this is jack. In the car is phillip- hes new like you. Theres Ca-“
“She doesnt care, brian. She probably scared shitless she doesnt want a detailed report on the men inside the car” jack butted in.
you smiled awkwardly. It was true, but you didnt mind hearing about the men who saved your life.
“Is there any ladies at this camp were headed?” you questioned
“How did-” brian tried to interrupt.
“im not dumb, i can read signs” you smirked
“Yes there are a couple of ladies” jack informed you.
About 10 minutes later, the drover ‘dean’ arrived at the camp. The men climbed out of the truck first, brian offering a hand to you to help you out. He must have thought you were a damsel in distress, you didnt mind though, it would just make him all the more shocked if he ever crossed you.
You watched as two other men got out of the car, not recognising them. You looked down to your gun, checking the bullets. 2 left. You sighed, knowing they probably wouldn’t have the right ammunition for your gun.
You raised your eyes back up, only to see the driver and the man in the passenger seat finally got out. You looked at him as your jaw dropped.
6’1, light brown hair, the same gorgeous green eyes and the same freckled face. The blue coat he had on splattered with blood, and his thigh holster strapped tightly to his bowlegs. His own eyes connected with yours, the same shocked expression spread over his face that was on yours. You were sure this was the man you were looking for, you just couldn’t figure out the one thing that was slightly different about him. You ignored the stupid thing, that was probably just your mind over thinking, and after a while of nobody saying anything, you whispered his name
“Dean?”

Around Seoul

Summary: You are finally visiting Taehyung in Seoul and he is excited to show you all his favorite spots.
Member: Taehyung x Reader
Type: Fluff
Length: 1,005 Words
 

I think that a day out with Taehyung would be absolutely perfect. The places mentioned in this scenario are real destinations around Seoul and I really hope to one day be able to see them. Anyways, I hope you guys like this scenario <3

-Admin Kat

Originally posted by averageoppa

Taetae: Get dressed!

Me: What?

Taetae: Get dressed!!!!

Me: Tae its 8 in morning im half asleep

Taetae: G

Taetae: E

Taetae: T

Taetae: D

Taetae: R

Taetae: E

Taetae: S

Taetae: S

Taetae: E

Taetae: D

Taetae: !!!!!!

Me: Fine! Stop blowing up my phone! Im up!

Taetae: :)

Taetae: :)

Taetae: :*

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15 years; a Jungkook Drabble

Originally posted by jinkooks

genre: mostly angsty, a tiny bit of fluff. im sorry eek

a/n: tbh i don’t know what this is. i don’t kno wherE THIS came from i was trying to write ILYSB part 5 and i was listening to jungkook’s cover of fools late last night and i felt super angsty and this just caME OUT i’m sorry if this lw breaks ur heart but :~) lmk what u think ahhh

word count: 3151


The first time you remember feeling pain was when you were seven and your dad had made your older brother teach you how to ride a bike, but he really really just wanted to play on his Nintendo, so he reluctantly got you on a bike at the park next to your house, and simply, pushed, focusing his attention back to his rectangular screen.

You remember being one with the wind, flying and flying, until you realized you didn’t know how to pedal and suddenly you were face first on the ground with a scratch on your forehead that had everyone calling you “Harry Potter!” for weeks.

Eventually the scar faded, the name faded, and even your anger towards your brother had faded and everything was alright again.

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5Sos Preference - Promises (Part One) {Muke}

So I was actually true to my word (i know im genuinely surprised too) and got this up when I said it would! and I went through writer’s block hell so I’m giving myself a pat on the back. Good job, self. You’re sufficiently wasting your time writing fanfiction when you should probs be studying. hahahahahahahahahahahahrg9aehgdfkasjfklsjvaf

Link to Cashton: x

Link to Part Two (4/4): x

okay so now that thats over heres the thing:

~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Luke - (High School AU) ((you’re welcome))

You and Luke were not the ‘it’ couple, but you were a favorite. You had been serious for a little while now, and needless to say, you were so happy. Luke completed you. It felt weird to say that, being so young and knowing that it would never last, but you really, really liked him. Maybe even loved him.

And here he was, breaking your heart, leaving movie night with you to go see some other girl for “tutoring”. You trusted him. No doubt in your mind that you trusted him. But you couldn’t help but feel that little pang of jealousy in the back of your mind.

“Promise me nothing’s going on?” You asked him, smiling pitifully. “Just tutoring?" 

”(Y/N),“ He smiled down at you, "It’s just tutoring.” 

"Promise me.” You looked down. “Promise me then." 

"I promise,” He lifted your chin up with his hand. “I promise it’s juststudying. She could never compare to you. Ever.” He kissed your cheek and then quickly left, leaving you to gnaw at your own thoughts. Just because a promise was made didn’t mean that it was going to be kept.

You had gotten yourself to focus on something else for a short while - a combination of homework and Supernatural, only to find your phone blowing up a few moments later.

Did you hear?I

It was your best friend, (Y/BFF/N) had started a group conversation. A ton of people from your school were in it. 

Luke was cheating on (Y/N) with that girl(insert major bitch’s name here).

Your world crumbled to the group. (Y/BFF/N) had to have known that you were in that conversation. She had to have known she’d seen the text. You merely sat and watched as the texts started flying.

No way! 

Hahaha lol we knew it wouldnt last

lmao i didnt think he had it in him

dude wtf why would he cheat on her with (insert major bitch’s name here) y wouldnt he at least cheat with someon worth it

wtf?! that idiot

i bet its cuz (y/n)s bad in bed

ahahahaha we all know its true

Tears fell down your cheeks and you dropped your phone. You just wanted to be alone. 

It felt like hours before Luke returned. Your parents were out of town, and they permitted you have him over, as long as he didn’t spend the night. They trusted you two. And frankly you loved his company. 

He entered back into your house, and when he saw you crying, he rushed to your side, trying to embrace you, however you just pushed him away.

"Babe, what’s wrong?” He forcefully enveloped you into a tight hug, swaying the two of you back and forth.

“Luke let go of me!” You yelled, squirming against his arms. 

“Not until you tell me why you’re crying.” He continued to sway the two of you as you sobbed into his shoulder, ceasing your struggle. “Shh…” He whispered. “You’re okay. It’s okay.” He kissed your hair.

“What the heck am I doing?!” You pushed him away harshly, “You promised me!" 

"What are you talking about, babe?" 

"You promised me it was all just a study date! You lied, Luke!” You pushed him away. “We’re done! I can’t do this anymore!” 

"Babe what are you talking about - that’s all it was! I needed help with quadratics and -“ 

"Bullshit!” I yelled. “Just go, Luke. Just go." 

"I can’t believe you,” He shook his head. “Don’t you trust me, (Y/N)? I would never cheat on you, God, you should know that!" 

You looked down and didn’t utter a word.

The last sound you heard was the door closing after Luke left.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Michael - 

~5 Years Earlier~

”(Y/N),“ He smiled, "I love you. I promise, I promise to the end of the world, to the fucking moon and back, that I love you, and that will never change. I will always love you. Even when you’re sad, and crying, and you’re so mad at the world that all you wanna do is just be alone, I will always be here for you.” His hand went up to your cheek as he look into your eyes deeply, so utterly and purely full of love. “I vow to tell you that you’re beautiful every single day, and to always make sure you know that I love you. I’m so happy that you chose me, that you actually want to be with me for the rest of your life I don’t deserve you. Not a bit.” 

The day of your wedding - you were so utterly and joyously happy, everything was just so perfect. He loved you and you loved him, and now you were swearing your commitment to each other. Forever.

"I do.” You said the words proudly as you held hands gently.

“And do you, Michael Gordon Clifford, take (Y/N) to be your lawfully wedded wife…(etc. etc.)” The priest asked.

“I do.” He grinned widely.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife!” He exclaimed. “You may now kiss the bride!" 

Michael immediately dipped you as he kissed you. You were so lost in the moment, so beautifully happy. It didn’t get better than this.

~*~*~*~*~
Five Years Later

Your anniversary was today. Michael hadn’t said a word to you all day, he merely left in the morning and you hadn’t heard from him since.

Your marriage had fell to pieces, like you’d always dreaded. It’d gone stale.You and Michael barely even talked anymore, much less noticed each others’ companies. He was always out with the boys and you were stuck at home, usually crying, crying about how you couldn’t make this work and crying about how much you suck at being the wife that Michael had always wanted.

Maybe a divorce was the right way to go.

He obviously didn’t care about your marriage anymore, otherwise he’d be here, drinking champagne with you, celebrating your fifth year of marriage.

You couldn’t take it anymore. You ran up to your shared bedroom and pulled out a suitcase. You had a friend that didn’t live too far away, you’d go to her. She’d help you. 

You cried as you pulled clothes of the dresser and into the suitcase.

"I’m home!” Michael called out as you heard him come in. It was always like this, he’d come home, you’d kiss him, and then you two wouldn’t talk until the morning. You were sick of this routine. You couldn’t take it anymore. He wouldn’t be happy to see you leaving, but it would have to do. “(Y/N?” He yelled again.

You continued to pack as tears started to drop.

“(Y/N)?” He called out again. He came upstairs and walked into your bedroom, immediately seeing you, wiping away tears as you continued to pack clothes into the suitcase. “What the - (Y/N) what are you doing, no! What the -” He ran over to you and knocked the shirts out of your hand. 

“Michael we can’t keep pretending like this is working. It’s not." 

”(Y/N),“ 

"Michael, we barely even talk anymore, and we’re married, for Pete’s sake! We were supposed to love each other forever.” 

"I do love you, (Y/N)!” He exclaimed. “Please, we can work this out." 

"No,” You shook your head as you wiped away your tears. “We can’t." 

”(Y/N) -“ 

You closed the suitcase and rolled it to the ground. 

"Happy anniversary, Michael.” You mumbled as you left your life with him, forever.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Wooohoooo I actually got it up!! Yay for actually doing the things you said you would! Ironic cuz this is about broken promises but anywho

Sort of important news: Oh so btw anyway if you kinda sorta like the way I write and kinda sorta like me (I like you too sweetcheeks) and kinda sorta wanna see me write more, lucky for you - I will be writing more!!  WHAT?! Yea! 

Starting yesterday I’m a co-owner of the 5sos-writing blog so if you wanna see me write some smut/not suited for children at all things about 5sos (because we’re all thirsty little thots when it comes to these boys) you CAN! I’ll be be writing smut on that page so go check it out! (I may make a copy of it and post it on here too but I might not because I mean I’m so lazy) Something will probably be posted soon, the first smut I’m doing is with Luke + bathtubs because I mean common son who wouldn’t want to take a bath with that little adorable Aussie giant, so that’ll be posted soon if you wanna see it that’d be supercool and if you’re not cool with that sorta thing they hey, that’s cool, too.

I love you my little sweet sugarplum fairy, you. 

Ok bye goodnight have a nice day/night/ sweet dreams my little lovely

btw part 2 of this is coming soon but idk when really but soon! i’m thinking this weekend! ok bye i swear im done now love you xxx