im never going to leave your side

love thy neighbor (1)

Originally posted by kookieminnies

characters: jungkook x reader, jimin 

genre: smut, fluff, angst(?)

warnings: language, roughness, smut, oral, mxm references, 

Jeon Jungkook was a pain in your ass but, you would never wish the crushing pain of heartbreak on anyone.

a/n: basically,, u live in an apartment. jungkook lives above u and is loud and annoying. then things happen. i’ve been working on this one for a whileee and i’m actually proud of it so i hope u guys like it :)) there are TWO parts idk when two is being posted but im working!! leave me feedback plz

Your right eye seemed to be twitching again—the second time within an hour. Your fingers harshly dug into the side of your phone, putting your volume as high as it could go. The soothing beats and vocals from your favorite artist—that seemed to always get you through your all nighters—did nothing to block out the loud footsteps and steady tempo from above you. You groaned, slamming your pencil down on top of your notebook, a few flashcards scattering from the impact.

As often as this happened you still couldn’t get used to it. The college aged boy living above you seemed to always have enough energy to run a marathon—which is what you expected he did during his free time—always stomping around and blasting a mixture of music ranging in different genres.

The first time you were disturbed by his loud music and heavy feet was a week after you moved into the cozy apartment. You were trying to catch a nap after hours of unpacking but every time your eyes closed, a booming bass would force them open. After an internal debate with yourself, you marched upstairs, banging on the door like a madwoman. When the door swung open, you weren’t expecting a man so handsome to answer.

You could recall that day so well. He was wearing a white tee—something you noticed he wore quite often— blue jeans and had a pair of bright neon socks covering his feet. His eyes were large and a warm mocha brown, almost distracting you from the sweet bunny smile plastered on his face.

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anonymous asked:

Hello! This might be a bit early, but my birthday is on the 31st of October aka Halloween. Could I request a enemies to lovers with Johnny(nct) or Youngjae(got7), maybe some angst in there too(im a sucker for it lol)? I really enjoy your work, have a lovely day- memesol anon

happy early birthday!!!
im p bad with angst, but here’s some enemies-to-lovers johnny thats a lil sad???!! 

  • your passion for piano is really 50/50,,,,,50 percent is your love of music and the other 50 is your unrelenting need to beat seo youngho - or better known by his nickname in school, johnny
  • attending the same afterschool academy for piano with him since you were kids made it hard for there not to be a rivalry 
  • you two were the best in class, the teacher was always proud to have you and him perform - both your parents rejoiced in having talented kids
  • but there was something more to it for you,,,,,when johnny was complimented first or called for a solo before you,,,,it burned your pride
  • and you didn’t know about him, with his easy going laugh and staggeringly tall height, but you wanted to be number one 
  • all the way till college, were both you and johnny majored in piano, did you make it your goal to get the top spot. to get a better job offer. to be chosen for a solo concert.
  • which is why when the university’s orchestra sat down to discuss the fall lineup - you were shocked to see johnny’s name in pretty cursive on the pamphlet you’d all be handed
  • seo youngho - performing claude debussy’s arabesque no.2 
  • debussy,,,,that was your favorite,,,,and your specialty - you had auditioned with that composers music almost your entire life and now,,,,,now johnny would be playing it
  • before you could even process the feelings in your chest, your eyes started stinging with tears. you wanted to get up, to leave, you were going to be playing a piece with the jazz club apparently but you couldn’t even bare to practice
  • to even look at the keys of a piano, no not right now
  • you got up as soon as the conductor and head of the music department stopped speaking. you could feel eyes on you
  • you were sure one pair belonged to johnny, those mischievous - always freaking smiling - eyes you had grown to hate so much
  • “i worked my ass off, debussy is mine, why the hell did they give it to him?” you muttered, rushing down the hall and into the only place you knew would be safe
  • the music departments storage room, full of dusty old sheet books and broken instruments. it was dark, smelled old, but it was comforting,,,,,it was far away from johnny
  • you hung your head,,,,,you didn’t know why it hurt so much. but it did. it always had. 
  • to your horror, the door creaked open and you stared up with your red-rimmed eyes at the one person you did not want to see
  • “hey, are you ok?”
  • his voice was gentle, but to you - it sounded like the harsh high pitched key
  • “im fine.”
  • “listen,,,,,,,i know we’ve been ,,,,,, i know you play debussy. do you want my solo? i really don’t ca-”
  • you got up and nearly lunged at him, it took everything to keep your cool
  • “you don’t care? are you crazy? what the hell are you talking about? this is a solo. this is everything in a musicians career. god,,,,,i can’t even look at you.”
  • you clenched your teeth, pushing past him but stopping before you could storm away
  • “this is why i can’t deal with you, you take everything so lightly. all rainbows and laughter. i hate having to compete with peolpe who don’t know what painstaking effort is.”
  • with that, you turned - eyes cold and focused in front of you
  • johnny had winced, but you didn’t see it. your voice and your words had pierced right through him - is that what you thought of him, is that what others though as well?
  • for weeks you showed up to practice in a zombie like state, uninterested in anything but getting back to your dorm. you had lost. to johnny. to him, of all people.
  • but you didn’t know, that johnny had seen the fire in your determination since you two were still in middle school. he had looked to you in wonder, he was mesmerized
  • you worked hard, you played magnificently, and nothing in the world was more beautiful to him than the sight of you at the piano
  • but you had,,,,avoided him. refused eye contact, told him you were busy when he’d run after you when piano class was done
  • he never knew,,,,,that you had seen him as an enemy - never knew that you thought he was a slacker
  • your words left gashes deep in his heart, and even when he practiced - hearing the notes of the music made the gashes worse
  • it sounds like them,,,,,it’s their favorite composer,,,,,
  • finally, on the day before the solo - johnny found you, reading over sheet music in the quiet fall sunlight 
  • “you’re wrong.”
  • you looked up, eyes narrowing as you saw his familiar face. you closed the book and got up from your seat on the grassy quad
  • “about?”
  • “i know what painstaking effort is. i know what it’s like to be angry with yourself and want to do better. and i know all of that because -”
  • his voice had gotten deeper over the years, but now it was lower - more adult
  • “because of you. i saw you, struggling and fighting to do the best. to be at the top. you might have never looked at me, really looked at me - but i watched you, you inspired me. even if you think we’re enemies, to me we’re not. you’re,,,,,,,,better.”
  • the last word hung in the air around you two like fog
  • you wanted to feel that similar anger in your heart, but looking at johnny
  • those smiling eyes, downcast like dying brown winter leaves. his hair hanging to frame his solemn face
  • what you didn’t feel was anger, it was shame - you never even thought of his side of the story
  • “im not better.” you said finally, and then stepped back to look at him again
  • “but i want you to really do your best if you’re going to play debussy, my debussy.”
  • you added at the end and johnny’s face visibly grew relaxed. it seemed like whatever bad blood you had imagined was flushing out between you two
  • “i will. i don’t want to let you down.”
  • you bite your tongue and felt something turn in your stomach,,,,,,,well no actually you felt butterflies in your stomach
  • you were excited,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,for johnny
  • the feeling wasn’t fleeting either, it grew up into your heart where maybe there’d always been a secret fondness for silly johnny, smiling johnny, talented pianist johnny
  • you tried to fight it - the anger had helped, but with it gone - it was blooming again
  • johnny had the same feeling in his heart, he always had, he never hid it.
  • “if i do well - can you promise me something?”
  • his voice was laced with something cheery, something tempting
  • “what?” you raised an eyebrow as johnny’s smile grew
  • “let me take you out,,,,,for coffee.”
  • you paused, waiting for a punchline but there wasn’t one
  • you sighed, picking your things up off the grass and looking over your shoulder at johnny as you made off to leave
  • he looked like a confused, worried puppy. cute.
  • “ok, but only if you live up to my standards.”
  • pretending to get a pain in his heart, johnny whined that your standards were TOO high but that he’d do it. he’d do anything to get that coffee with you. 

pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Au: Your soulmates name appears on your right arm on your 30th birthday but can appear sooner if your soulmate touches you.

Plot: Bucky has your name on his wrist and he tries to hide it from you because he wants you to date around before you have to settle for him. What he doesn’t realize is that once you touch your soulmate your name appears on their wrist and the overwhelming feeling of showing affection consumes one another.

Originally posted by ohh-bloodyhell

Pain. That was the feeling Bucky was currently feeling as he heard you excitedly tell the team you were going on two dates in one night. “Alright guys I’m going to go before mike thinks I stood him up, don’t wait up.” you waved goodbye to the team and got in the elevator.

Bucky watched as you happily left the compound to meet up with the first guy you were going to go on a date with. He silently cursed himself as he ran his fingers over your name that was written on his wrist. You were his soulmate and he was really happy about it because you were so kind and didn’t see him as a monster. The only problem was that you didn’t know you were his soulmate.

He wanted to tell you, he really did and he was about to when you first met but he noticed how bubbly you were and full of life. You always lit up a room and were basically the opposite of him. Bucky loved that about you and he thought you should stay that happy until you ultimately find out that you had him as a soulmate on your thirtieth birthday.

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a/n; very much inspired by jihoon’s demonic lenses he wore here?? and this prompt!i would also like to thank @hwinkinghwi for the demonic(?) moodboard hehe,,,happy early halloween!

  • jihoon is one of the most cunning demons
  • he would actually use his ungodly looks to his advantage to get his way
  • almost everything his goddamn face will make people give in/compromise
  • sometimes he uses his evil to help kids out
  • like, he sees a kid being bullied at a playground or something, he would give retribution by shoving sand down the bully’s shirt??
  • (i have no idea how demons work so please spare me)
  • but other than that jihoon is pretty cynical
  • when he disguises himself as a mortal, he looks normal, until you look at his eyes,,,
  • theyre a light blue
  • they arent even contacts, like theyre just his eye colour
  • people just believe his lie that those are prescription contacts LOL
  • jihoon is being notorious for the senior who uses his looks to get through anything and everything
  • but not his grades lmao
  • so he’s two years older than the kids taking their college entrance exam
  • basically he just wasted 2 years of his life in school
  • but he just wants to live off fellow demon!seongwoo,, so he just, doesnt study and goes to school
  • but seongwoo found out about it,, and made sure jihoon spends his legit last year in high school or jihoon would be ugly in his next life LOL
  • you’re a senior in high school, trying to make the best out of your dying grades
  • you do know jihoon, but avoid communication as you’re an angel
  • like legit,, angel
  • you were an angel thanks to your mother, who was involved in the heaven
  • and she wanted you to live a sin-free life as much as possible
  • ok now back to avoiding jihoon
  • why avoid communication?
  • for a simple reason;
  • you had a crush on him
  • and the rule of thumb your mother bestowed upon you was
  • “you can date anyone but demons”
  • and you were well aware jihoon was a demon, as your halo(which was invisible to the eyes of mortals) were blinking whenever jihoon would be near you
  • and you just didnt like the idea of dating a handsome asshole
  • fun fact: jihoon used to be an angel until he was involved in the 101, which made him evil
  • you knew jihoon relatively well due to the fact he used to be an angel
  • he was your childhood friend
  • always protecting you and looking out for you
  • your crush on him developed even before he became a demon, and didnt falter even when he wasnt a angel
  • but the both of you grew distant as your mother would warn you not to play with fire
  • you were taking a media studies elective as a subject and there was a coursework you had to do
  • which involved acting w a partner of the opposite gender
  • and to your luck, jihoon was the only student in the class who took media studies
  • not knowing anything between the both of you, your teacher assigned the both of you as partners LOL
  • to make things worse, the story was
  • romeo and juliet
  • how ironic lmaoooo
  • meaning, you had to kiss jihoon
  • or rather, jihoon had to kiss you
  • because your teacher chose the last scene, which had the least lines, for the both of you to “ensure your distinctions”
  • and the both of you just had to bite the bullet and take it because you’d want to graduate from school quickly and attempt to wash the sins of kissing jihoon away by doing more good things in college
  • while jihoon just wanted to get this thing done and over with
  • you told your mom about it, she was okay with it, but she still warned you not to fall for jihoon
  • though, your dad is a demonxangel
  • its a given that you and jihoon had to stay after school to run through the script
  • and every time you and jihoon renact the last scene, your breath hitches in your throat and you hiccup
  • or on days where you just burst out laughing and accidentally spit on jihoon
  • he actually wasnt that mad about it because 1. he knew how hard it was to keep one’s composure in a kiss scene WITH THEIR CRUSH
  • 2. he just thought you were cute
  • despite jihoon not kissing you for practices
  • which you were thankful for or else you cant sleep at night
  • until,,, the day of the assesment
  • everything went fairly smoothly, and the dreaded kiss of life was very soon approaching you
  • you thought jihoon wouldnt kiss you like he did in practices
  • bitch you thought
  • he kissed you on the lips and you were trying your best not to shoot your eyes open in shock
  • and of course,, the kiss of life received a standing ovation from the teachers who were really impressed
  • because most students dont actually kiss lmao
  • so you had to drag jihoon aside after yhe assesment and he had that stupid smile on his face
  • “cant you see i like you???”
  • you were stunned and also happy
  • but you had to keep your promis to your mom
  • “im sorry jihoon, i cant be your girlfriend”
  • boy he was shocked because he was never rejected
  • “why?”
  • “because,” you bit your lip, contemplating wheter to tell jihoon
  • “because??”
  • “angels and demons cant be together,” was all you said before leaving jihoon hanging
  • you and jihoon never talked until,,, halloween
  • which, you decided to go as yourself to your friend’s halloween party at universal studios
  • you wore a plain white dress,, and wore a halo headband
  • pretty basic and simple but you really didnt care and just tried to dress nicely
  • apparently her parents rented the whole theme park for a private party lol
  • your friend was asking why you didnt bring jihoon along as your “plus one”
  • and you just shrugged,
  • “shit happened and we arent really talking anymore”
  • she got the hint immediately and stopped mentioning jihoon
  • meanwhile, jihoon was also dressed as himself
  • his hair was dyed a lighter blonde and wore a v neck black button up w ripped jeans,,,,,, and wore a choker on his neck too
  • basically all-black and looking good as heck
  • when he arrived every girl turned their heads and were shookt
  • like he barely needed to do anything to look THAT good
  • “a demon” was what he replied,, but he was laughing inside as people dont know his real identity
  • he was just enjoying the atmosphere of halloween where people dressed up and didnt care if their make up was shit,, its halloween anyway
  • he was just chilling and walking around w fellow demon!baejin when he saw someone carrying a girl in a white dress,,,
  • and that girl in a white dress seemed too familiar…
  • that when it clicked and he had to abandon baejin to save you
  • when he stopped the figure holding you, he ripped off its mask and revealed someone he wouldnt expect
  • lai guanlin
  • “guanlin, what are you doing?”
  • “i..i can explain–”
  • “explain what? drugging y/n and bringing her somewhere to hurt her?!" 
  • at this point jihoon was really really angry, his irises turned red
  • "who made you do this?”
  • “i can’t tell you–”
  • “im severing all ties with you if you dont tell me.”
  • “okay okay! seongwoo-hyung made me do it,, he just wanted to mess with you. nothing poisonous was fed to y/n! i swear!”
  • jihoon could only sigh and roll his eyes, as he motioned guanlin to come closer to him
  • and when he did, he twisted guanlin’s ear, making the younger groan in pain,,, while still holding onto you LOL
  • “help seongwoo-hyung again and not only your ears would be red,” jihoon snapped, as guanlin helped to load you on jihoon’s back
  • jihoon was contemplating where to bring you to,,, in this state where you were fast asleep
  • he decided to bring you back to your home
  • of course, with you on his back was pretty crazy
  • people were staring at him, thinking that he got a girl drunk lmao
  • but some people were noticing how cute he was and he’d just blush and try to hide his face??
  • meanwhile you were still sleeping, and jihoon made your head lean on his shoulder
  • and it was quite a scene bc a literal angel leaning on a literal demon’s shoulders??? p sadistic but cute at the same time
  • he knew the exact route to your house because it was almost like muscle memory,, he always came over to your house during the weekends when the both of you were childhood friends
  • when jihoon knocked on the door he was pretty nervous to how your mom would react
  • “y/n youre–jihoon?”
  • “sorry you have to see this, but y/n got drugged by someone… i saw her and i had to save her”
  • “ah, i see…” your mom was weirdly happy that no one but jihoon saved you??
  • “her room is the last bedroom to the right…” your mom pointed, “i think you should stay over, it’s quite late.”
  • “but i don’t have any clothes…” jihoon smiled nervously 
  • tbh how is he not tired after holding you for so long;)
  • “its fine! daniel has some clothes he cant wear anymore, you can use those.”
  • casually slips in olderbrother!daniel
  • jihoon was reminded of the times where your mom would take care of him p well, he was so touched that her heart didnt change over the years despite being a demon himself
  • “thank you mrs y/l/n, please rest early too!”
  • thats when your mom muttered something about him calling her mom
  • “excuse me?”
  • “yeah i will sleep soon, when daniel comes home.”
  • as jihoon entered your room, it was clean, and like a typical teenage girl’s room, with fairy lights and wall decorated with polariod pictures
  • after he settled you on your bed, he looked around your room and spotted a picture of the both of you amidst all the polariods
  • it was the both of you during your freshman year,, he took you to smoothie king because you were having a bad day
  • he smiled, but then sighed at the thought that your mother didnt allow you to date demons
  • but she was liking him so much she wanted yall to get married right there
  • all he could do was kiss your forehead and ruffle your hair
  • when he was about to leave he felt something tugging on his arm
  • “don’t go…” 
  • you were sleeptalking lmao
  • jihoon hence slept at the side on your bed, while holding your hand
  • the next morning, you woke up to a weight on your hand, and you saw a blonde head 
  • you were surprised so you screamed
  • and you woke jihoon in the process
  • “w-what”
  • “what are you doing here?”
  • “well…” jihoon scratched his head sheepishly 
  • “…”
  • “what– y/n! i know im a demon but no, i would never do that”
  • “then?! what are you doing here, in my room, in your…outfit”
  • “because you told me to stay??” jihoon raised his eyebrows
  • shit he heard that, you cursed internally
  • “but thank you for saving me.” you blushed
  • “that’s it?” jihoon smirked, “no thank you kiss?”
  • “what?why?”
  • “because you are mine.”
  • shit i cringed so hard but smth jihoon would say tbh
  • “but my mom–”
  • he then interrupted your words with a kiss, which worked
  • “i can bet you my life saving that she is peeping at us right now,” jihoon whispered
  • and yes she was, peeking at the both of you and you could see her punching the air in victory
  • dating demon!jihoon is just like dating a huge fluffball
  • and takes revenges on your behalf if anyone dares to hurt/offend you
  • but sometimes hes hella r u d e 
  • like randomly flipping his hair and winking
  • and whenever he trips,,
  • “i think i fell for you”
  • like p l e a s e  s t o p
  • still has the innocence in him despite being a demon
  • like lighting up in front of candy
  • and buying you stuff in a non-evil way
  • your mother openly supports your relationship with jihoon
  • like 
  • “yes yall my son in law is jihoon,, isnt he handsome??”
  • and you had to shut her up everytime she starts talking about jihoon
  • sometimes you wonder if she forgot that youre her child and not jihoon
  • overall, a relationship most wouldn’t expect but still ship together
The mankae line have other plans...
  • Jungkook: listen up Hyungs…
  • Bangtan: uh?
  • Jungkook: Now that we’re famous, I want to focus more on my REAL goal in life.
  • Hoseok: Being an idol wasn’t your lifelong dream?
  • Namjoon: Interesting...Do you want to pursue acting or modeling? Because we can get you a side gig…
  • Jungkook: Me, Jeon Jungkook, is going to be the next hokage of South Korea!!!! BELIEVE IT!
  • Yoongi: ... Is this kid fucking serious?
  • Jimin: I agree with kookie. When am I going to set sail on the great oceans and find the one piece? I need to head for the grand line. I’m going to be kings of the pirates you know?
  • Yoongi: Jimin, you too?
  • Seokjin: Those anime mothers may have never stopped their main character child from leaving BUT IM. NOT. ONE. OF. THEM! SIT YOUR ASSES DOWN!
  • Taehyung: Does that mean you guys won’t let me take a huge absent of leave to search for the dragon balls?
  • Seokjin: …..
  • Bangtan: *looks at Jin, scared*
  • Seokjin: * making demon sounds* AAAARRRGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!
Fortnight (Legolas X Reader)

Summary: The King of Mirkwood isn’t pleased to discover you, a mere peasant, are the lover of his son. He is quick to send you on your way when Legolas leaves to meet with the Council of Elrond. Despite almost being too late, Legolas stops your departure.

Key: (Y/N)-your name

Today’s Playlist: I can’t think of anything off the top of my head. A lot of songs could apply, but I’m too lazy to look them up.

Cast: YOU! Legolas Greenleaf, Thranduil, Aragorn, and brief mentions of the hobbits

Warnings: Nothing, surprisingly. Fluff? If you don’t like fluff, I guess it’s a warning.

Status: Complete

Note: I’m not proud of how I portrayed Aragorn in this fic, but if I ever do another LotR fic, I’ll be sure to fix that.

“(Y/N). The king demands your presence.”

Those few words were no good. Now here you are before King Thranduil, terrified of what is to come. You knew this talk was coming. No mere commoner could earn the affections of Legolas Greenleaf without his father stepping in. You, however, are the first to even dare to try.

Legolas is your close friend and your dearest. He cares for you more than anyone ever has. An orphan holds no place in anyone’s heart. Or at least they shouldn’t, but you’ve somehow found yourself in his. You knew it would never go far, especially with the King breathing down your neck. The moment Legolas turned his back, you were doomed.

Here you stand before his father, ready for judgement. As Legolas is about to leave for the Council of Elrond, King Thranduil wishes to speak to you. The few words he speaks to you are strongly meant, as he does not joke.

“You are to leave on a ship from the Grey Havens in two fortnight’s time. No questions asked.” He glares, closer than you want him to be.

You knew this was coming. You had prepared for it for a long time. Legolas is leaving and he probably won’t come back, so what was the point staying anyway? You can’t go with him, as Thranduil won’t allow it. You could always go of your own accord, but you don’t have the supplies for that either. You would never make it past the gates.

“You are never to speak to my son again.” He comes ever closer, making his point. “You will leave a letter with his things and be gone as the time comes. Understood?”

“Yes, my King.” You mutter, knowing he can hear you well enough.

“Get out of my sight.” He hisses, almost disgusted at the idea that his son has fallen for you. He turns, his robes flaring out behind him.

You turn to leave and prepare for your journey. You have time, but you also have to say goodbye to Legolas. That will probably be the hardest part, knowing him. You can’t alert him to the fact that you’re leaving, or Thranduil will have your head.

You write a letter that very night, tucking it among your beloved’s bags with the knowledge that he won’t find it until you’ve already left. Legolas may be clever, but he is by no means organized.

The morning of his departure is the worst. He approaches you last, even after saying goodbye to his father, who is glaring daggers at you. Legolas kisses your forehead gently, cradling your head with his soft hands. He smiles lovingly. “I will be home swiftly to see you again.”

You smile tearfully. He thinks you are afraid for him. You are, but mostly for when he discovers of your departure. You kiss him lightly and hold him in your embrace.

Do not worry for me, love.” He reassures, “I always return home.”

I know.” You mutter quietly. He will always return to his kingdom. It is his home as well as his duty. You are not. You may have his heart, but his mind and his own self belongs to his kingdom.

He gives you one last kiss before mounting and taking off on his way. He waves goodbye farther down the road and you return the gesture, attempting a smile.

It pains you to know that he won’t realise you’re gone. At least not for a long time.

Two fortnights pass too quickly and Legolas hasn’t returned. You had the slightest hope that his journey might be complete by then, but it was a foolish one. You take your leave of the kingdom and start toward the Grey Havens, King Thranduil smirking victoriously as you depart. You curse his name and hope that his years left in Middle Earth are wrought with hardship. For all the pain he will cause his son, he will deserve it. He deserves even far more than what you have cursed upon him. Only the fury of a lost love could make him feel such pain.

Since his journey has begun, Legolas has thought of nothing but (Y/N)’s welfare. He can’t help but fear for her, as his father was not exactly pleased at the idea of a ‘commoner’ romancing his son; the Prince. Legolas couldn’t care less, though, as you are his and he is yours.

He doesn’t discover the letter until they rest in Lorien. It’s a miracle the letter hasn’t been lost by now. Little does he know that he may just be too late.

“Legolas.” Aragorn calls for him beside their bags.

Legolas raises his eyebrows and approaches his friend, who has pulled a single, loose piece of writing seemingly from out of nowhere. He hands it to Legolas.

It is yours, my friend.” Aragorn tells him in elvish, not wanting their conversation to be heard by the other members of the Fellowship. “Have you read it?”

No…” Legolas answers swiftly, “I wasn’t aware of its presence. Why?”

It was written by your love, Legolas.”

The Prince’s eyes widen as he takes the paper from Aragorn. He reads over it swiftly, an expression of displeasure spread across his face. It turns from shock, to hurt, to sadness. “This cannot be true.”

I’m sorry.” Aragorn mutters, “She has left for the Grey Havens.”

    My Legolas,

    I fear by the time you might find this, it has already been too late. I do not expect you to return within two fortnight’s time, as your journey is far more dangerous and time consuming than one might imagine. Amusing, isn’t it, how one little ring causes so much distress?

    I’m sorry I have to write this to you by letter, but if I had told you, I would not be alive to this day. Your father, King Thranduil, has demanded I leave Middle Earth and cross the sea in two fortnights. If you have not returned by then, there will be none here to stop me from leaving. I cannot stay, as he will have my head, but I cannot leave, as the same result may occur. I’m deeply sorry, Legolas. I wish more than anything I could have followed you, but if I had, there was a chance that neither of us would survive.

    Do not feel guilty. I made this decision myself so that you may be free to serve your kingdom as you were meant. Do not grieve, love, at my departure. Someday you may follow me and we might meet again. Do not allow this loss to distract from your true goal; the destruction of the Ring. And do not allow my disappearance to keep you from your duties as a Prince.

    I love you with all my heart, Legolas, and I hope from the bottom of it that you might see fit to move on as you were meant. Rule your people with a just hand and wise mind, as I know you can.

    All my love,


I have to go.” Legolas begins to pack his things onto a horse. The hobbits watch in fear. What is so desperate that their comrade must leave in the middle of the journey?

Legolas, you will not make it in time to stop her.” Aragorn warns, standing beside his friend. He reaches out a swift arm to stop Legolas. “She will have left the day before yesterday. The Grey Havens is a fortnight’s ride from here, if not more, and you are two days behind.

Legolas frowns. “Then let me go, Aragorn, and I might catch up with them.”

Our Fellowship will have one less member.” Aragorn continues, “We need you.”

And I need her. I will not allow her to leave, at least not without a goodbye.” Legolas finishes his argument and continues to load his things.

Aragorn sighs as his friend mounts his horse, prepared to leave. He looks up at Legolas in one last goodbye, “Godspeed.”

Legolas gives him a curt nod before clicking his tongue. His steed takes off at immense speed as they ride through the forests of Lorien.

He rides day and night, determined to catch up with her. He cannot let her go. He loves her too dearly to forget her like that, in the blink of an eye. His fear grows as time slips from him. But so does his anger at his father. He’s been betrayed by his own kin, his own flesh and blood. Could he not see that Legolas adores her as he once adored his own beloved?

You take one last look around you with a sigh. The view isn’t what you’re going to miss the most, though. You shake the thought of him away. You’ve already come to terms with it. There’s no point drowning yourself in sorrows again.

You begin to board the ship, as you are the last passenger. However, a thundering of hooves and a shout stops you. “Wait!”

You turn, your heart filled with sudden hope. You know that voice. You gape a little as he rides toward you, determined to stop you. How is he here right now? He was in the middle of a quest! “Legolas?”

He dismounts and races over to you, not wasting a moment. He takes you in his embrace, holding you close, as if to say that he’ll never let you go. “Don’t go.”

You chuckle tearfully and hug him tighter. “I’m sorry.”

It’s my fault. If I had told Father-” He starts, the guilt building up. It was his father who cast you out, who almost had you leave Middle Earth altogether just because he didn’t want to see you with his son.

“Legolas.” You hold your hand to the side of his head gently. “Neither of us are to blame.”

He leans forward to kiss you, mumbling, “I will never let you go again, (Y/N). I love you.

And I you, my Legolas.”

100 Reasons Why - 02

BTS 방탄소년단 - Soulmate!AU

Warnings -  polyamorous relationships, swearing, smut

Summary - Love is a powerful thing. Let it settle under your skin and in your bones. Let it live, let it breathe. Do not beat it down and know that your love doesn’t reach one person, but everyone around you.

Glossary - 01. 02. 03. 04. 05. 06. 07. 08. 09. 10

Coffee had kept you awake through college and then into the real world afterwards. It was a go to for late nights spent in front of your computer or notepad when ideas never stopped flowing or were never there at all. Which is why Hoseok loves finding new coffee shops to bring you to. He says that if coffee makes you happy, then he’ll buy you it every day. Even though Hoseok’s bubbly personality has never needed the caffeine as you do, he loves getting you the addicting beverage.  

”So, there’s this one shop near your favorite library up the street. Apparently a lot of college kids like it so I thought I’d try to bring you early in case it gets busy. I know how you feel about crowds.” Hoseok wraps a scarf around your neck. It’s so thick you could hide your entire face in it if you wanted. “You have to stay warm, I don’t want you to get sick especially after being out in the rain.”

It’s been two weeks but Hoseok is still worrying over your health. Heat rises in your cheeks and you look down, view of the floor blocked from the humongous scarf. You feel lucky to have Hoseok, who takes care of you even when you don’t deserve it. With a proud smile, Hoseok steps back, admiring his work. You’re practically a marshmallow in the huge coat and hat he’s put on you. But you’re warm, inside and out, so you thank Hoseok and make your way into the living room.

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Requested by @cirunia (Thank You!)

“Are you sure what you are about to do, Dean?”
“Yes, I’m so happy, and who cares where happiness comes from? I want you, and you only.”
It took months to accept Sam’s death at Dean, after he was launched into the cage with Lucifer. Dean didn’t accept the fact that he had lost his brother; however, you have always stood by his side. Day and night you console the hunter while he woke up because of a bad dream.
You hugged him, and listened to him silently as he cried. Slowly, bad dreams have disappeared, and then Dean began accepting his brother’s death. He decided to retire from hunting, and you didn’t think twice about following him; you and him have found a job suitable for you, and then a home where you live together. For the first time, your life was normal.
Sometimes Dean reads in the newspapers of strange deaths in some of the cities you lived in, and Dean, being a hunter, was leaving for hunting. And you accepted it. He couldn’t forget his previous life.
You had never been so happy. Then one day you found out to be pregnant, and Dean.. he was like a kid when eat candy. He was so happy, he was finally forming a whole family, normal. When your son, Sam, was born, Dean became the perfect father, and the perfect husband; in the end, he asked you to marry him. A happy family, until one day someone knocked at your door.
After almost five years, Dean’s brother was alive, and he wanted his brother to come back, to hunt with him. But now, Dean had a normal life, he couldn’t leave his wife and his son. And he didn’t do it, because Dean suffered for the death of his brother Sam, but you were at his side. He had nightmares, but you were at his side. After building a normal life for him, he had decided to go hunting, though only at times; you were at his side. Now Dean would be at your side, and he would never let you go.

Forever Tag:

Supernatural Tag:

Dean Tag:

golden (reddie)

the lowercase is intended. this is my first reddie fic, so it might be kinda bad.

warnings: swearing, sexual innuendos, fluff, boys kissing and making out


richie sat across from Eddie in the diner, playing with his straw wrapper. he didn’t look at him. they had spent the last four hours driving in silence, the radio playing. when richie had asked eddie where he was supposed to drive to, eddie just said drive until you get lost. but luckily, richie didnt get completely lost. they were in a small, almost ghost town in connecticut, and they were both pretty hungry.

they had ordered, and then it was silence. just awkward silence.

“so…what is the point of this trip?” richie finally spoke up, not looking at eddie.

eddie bit his lip, thinking for a moment. “I- there’s not really a purpose.” he stated simply.

richie rolled his eyes. “great so we are just driving around for no reason? that’s the stupidest shit anyone has ever thought of!”

“like you haven’t thought of leaving?”

“it’s different for me-” eddie cut him off.

“how are you fucking any different? because your parents treat you like shit you think you’re something else? well, you’re not tozier! i did this for you, I didn’t have to-”

“i didn’t ask you to, either, eds.”

“don’t call me that.” he huffed, sitting back.

“if you know im going to leave anyways, then why are you here?” richie asked and eddie wouldn’t respond. richie was getting annoyed, running a hand through his curly hair. “there’s really no point to this-”

“i just wanted to spend time with you before you left for good.” eddie whispered, tears brimming his eyes. richie frowned.

“c'mon eds, it’s not like id leave without saying goodbye.” richie told him, and they both knew that was false. richie wouldn’t tell eddie because then it would hurt too much. it hurts them both just talking about it.

“don’t fucking lie, you would.” eddies voice was shaking, and the tears were threatening to spill over.

“i wouldn’t leave without saying goodbye to your mom-”

“fucking shut up! im serious, you would leave without telling me and id never fucking see you again!” eddie stood up, stomping out the door. richie went up to the counter and paid for the meal they wouldn’t eat, and went after eddie, who was sitting in the truck, wiping his eyes. richie got in on the drivers side, and shook his head. “im taking you home eds.”

eddies eyes widened and he shook his head rapidly. “n-no! you’re going to leave and I’m never going to see you again!” his voice became louder, and he was getting angry with richie.

“why does it even matter?” richie asked, huffing.

“because you jerk, I-” eddie cut himself off, starting to wheeze. eddie pulled out his inhaler, putting it in his mouth.

richie patiently waited, turning on the truck.

“because you mean so much to me, and I’m not ready to say goodbye.” eddie said sadly, and richie looked away. it hurt him to see him like that.

“okay, captain k, where are we going?”


wow this was a mess I am truly sorry. but thanks for reading if you did, it means a lot.

pete dunne-requested

The NXT team parties were like no other. Everyone showed up and showed out just wanting to shake the stress of the week off. You were currently hopping around the kitchen of the hotel room you shared with BSS with one heel on and looking around for the other.

Trent stops you and gives you a shot and your other shoe. The bumps and bruises you’d taken in the ring throughout the week were being soothed over by the strong taste. The second one seemed tempting seeing as Ember used your head for target practice in your last match, but you decided to take it easy.

“One is quite alright I don’t want the banging headache tomorrow, and I’m not cleaning vomit from your chest hairs either so lay off.” you say as you shove Trent playfully and laugh as you look over and see Tyler with a solo cup on his head.

They were currently having a round in the kitchen before Mark’s birthday party. You were excited to see him because you two met in development and quickly became close friends.

However, you did not enjoy working with the person that walked into the room wearing a snarl and a black button down that clinged to his arms and pecs perfectly.

You were best friends with Trent from when you were both unknown and trying to make it in the indies, and you knew Tyler well but Pete was a no-go. You couldn’t stand him from the moment you walked in the door for training.

The entire locker room thoroughly enjoyed the time you told him to take his advice and stupid backwards hat and stick it where the sun doesn’t shine.

Granted, you did lose that night and took a brutal elbow to your right cheek. It was easy to say you were definitely not up for his advice on changing the way that your gear looked. Also, the stupid backwards hat comment was definitely a lie because you loved when he wore the black one with the white detailing but he didn’t need to know that.

“If you aren’t ready in 2 minutes. I’m leaving all of you.” he says simply before looking up from his phone and eyeing you.

You could tell that he was checking you out and you could feel your skin heating up from his gaze. You were thankful that you’d chosen the backless little black dress. It clung to you like a glove and it worked for all of your curves.

“If your shirt were any tighter. Trent here would have to wear an eye patch because one of those buttons would for sure put his eye out.” you say as you give yourself a once over in the mirror. While Trent and Tyler are at the table laughing and watching the stand-off.

“Who’re you dressed like that for? Mandrews innit.” he retorts as he grabs his keys and walks away.

“You can’t just walk away. I’m wearing this for myself. Who told you to match my outfit anyways?” You trail off as you pettily argue with him on the way to the car.


Wild Thoughts was blaring through the speakers and you were definitely feeling the 3 jello shots you had downed earlier.

You send a little wave to Trent and his girlfriend before they pull faces at you and blow kisses. You look over at Tyler talking to Mark before your eyes land on Pete. Throwing back his 4th drink and resting his hand on a long legged brunette’s waist. You stand there for a moment knowing that you shouldn’t feel any kind of way about it. You were only co-workers and you never told him how you felt. But that didn’t stop you from walking over and doing a friendly introduction.

“Pete,we have work tomorrow. Go easy on the bottles?” you ask and the girl turns from him to look at you.

“He’s a grown man. I’m sure he can take care of himself.” she says and you turn your attention to her.

“Excuse you number 5. You should know your place.” you say referring to the number of girls that he has brought home in the last two months and she looks taken aback by your words.

“When you’re done playing husband and wife with her, call me.” she says before sulking off.

You stand there laughing to yourself before Pete grabs your arm and drags you to the patio.

You snatch your arm away from him before he looks at you.

“Mind telling me what the hell that was? Since when do you care about how much or how little I drink?” he questions and you can tell he was pissed. His jaw was clenched and the little vein on the side of his forehead was pulsing.

“Since you made me number 2.” you say silently and kick at a cigarette bud on the ground.

“We both agreed that it was a mistake and that we were going to forget about it. You were always number one. The only one. You told me you didn’t want anything with me.” he says confused as he looks at you.

“Yeah-well, I lied. I know how these things go. I know that guys in the industry look for someone to make them feel less lonely on the road. Not for someone to put a ring on.” you say as you look at him.

“I know what happened with you and the other guy, but I’m not him. You never even gave me a chance and I see the way that you and Mark look at each other proper puppy love and all.” he says and he reaches his hand up to fix the smeared lipstick on your chin.

“Mark and I are just friends. We share new moves and I travel with Junior sometimes because he has pre-show anxiety but that’s all we are. It has been 9 months, 3 weeks, and 2 days since I’ve realised that I love you. If you can’t see that then one of those buttons on your tight shirts must’ve really poked out your eye.” you say as you let out a dry nervous laugh.

“You know you’re a bigger heel than I am. Always chatting shit.” he says as a small smile curls upon his lips.

“I love you too.” he adds quickly and quietly never being one to show emotion before pulling you in for a kiss.

“It’s about fucking time.” Trent says from the doorway

“Bloody hell. Finally, Pete can stop talking about the way you smell and the rhinestone skulls on your gear.” Tyler says laughing before Pete glares at him and he turns to leave.

“I’m going to kick his ass again” Pete says before walking with you tucked into his side and rejoining the party.

  • *The first time they reunite*
  • Aelin: *Sobs* Aedion, I miss you so much. I can't explain how I feel right now but I always thought of you. Ever battle I fought, you were there by my side. Please don't leave me.
  • Aedion: *Smile* It's been so long since I seen my Queen. I will fight and protect you from our enemies. Even though the years have gone by quick, I'm proud of you. I will never lose you again.
  • *After a while*
  • Aedion: MAKE ME

anonymous asked:

members reaction if someone tried to psychically hurt and attack you? + members reactions when you want to die and are very sad and crying? thanks as always hehe :3

I will make another Gif reaction for the second request!

JUNGKOOK : “WHAT?!?! Who was it? did we need to call the police? or Jin? What should we do! B-But dont worry i wont let someone hurt you!”

V : “ARE YOU SERIOUS?! Are you ok?? They didnt hurt you badly or anything? Hold on im calling the Police!”


SUGA : “What?! are you for real? What did they do?? are you ok? do we need to go to the station? its ok calm down! your ok now”


JIN :”What!! are you hurt! do you need medicine! do you need bandages! food! a hug! cuddles! a hospital!!”


~ ADMIN Abbie

Thank you!! i hope you liked it <3

there’s still so many things about you that i haven’t had the pleasure of discovering.

like whether you prefer baths or showers, or what your favourite cereal is, or your favourite kind of tea (i don’t even know if you like tea), or when was the first time you really fought with your parents and what it was that made you scream at each other, or what singular thought can overwhelm you until you’re brought to tears. but all i do know is that i want to find out every single one of those things. so i know whether to run you a bath or a shower after a stressful day, and what cereal to buy for you, and what type of tea to make you when you’re upset (if you even like tea), and what that first real fight with your parents was about so i don’t cross the same line, and i especially want to know what that singular dreaded thought is so i can find the perfect way to cast it from your mind even for a moment or two. because when i promise you forever i intend to keep that promise and i’m not going anywhere as long as you aren’t either. you are the only one for me and i feel so blessed to have found you so early in life. and even though we’re young i swear to beings i don’t even believe in that i would marry you right now if we had a goddamn ring because i will never be able to convey how much i adore you with any string of 26 letters, which leaves only actions. because actions speak so much louder than words but try as i may i still haven’t found the right way to convey through lingering kisses and trailing fingertips how serious i am about our forever. i will stay by your side in sickness and in health til death do us part if you’ll let me and i vow to you that i am never going to leave you the way you’ve been fearing.

so burn those nooses and cap those pill bottles you’ve been picturing because when i promise you forever you better believe i fucking mean it.

—  for @shakespearesspy

mainstream-spirit  asked:

Its been almost 4 years sense I got away from my abusive ex boyfriend. Last year I was diagnosed with PTSD because of him. He raped me and abused me.. I recently found out he has my name tattooed on him and asks about me whenever he meets people I know. I haven't heard from him in a while but I'm so scared he might try and hurt me again. He's obsessed and unstable. Im terrified every time I leave my house and I have no idea what to do. Should I go to the police?

LAVENDER sisterhood answer:

Your suffering from PTSD and it will take time to re-calibrate. 

Your right in the middle. Some people will say your over-reacting because you’re out and he’s not bothering you.

THEN there is the opposite side, I never want you to doubt your instincts and if you feel that he is stalking you, just because you don’t have proof doesn’t mean that it isn’t happening.

I have way to much experience with abusive men and they lie all the time about their motives and desires that you are always his property.  They get very manipulative and be surveillance you, and deny it all the way to court until you find solid proof. 

If you have the weird feeling he’s stalking you; I bet your right. 

ONE you need to go to a rape crisis center and get their recommendation of therapists.  You need connections with women who can get things pushed through your local police.  

When an advocate helps you file vs. you on your own -  not only does it make it easier but more credible in the eyes of the police. It’s also no longer your word against his word, whether or not you go into a shelter, you become a client, and a protected identity.  

A cop has a bigger since of duty to protect the woman when crisis center tells them directly this woman needs protection. 

There is some over re-acting because your body still feels ready and prepared for the former environment so expect others opinions.

BUT THEY have no idea how vindictive and manipulating an abusive man can get.  They will intentionally push your buttons up to the law and then swear to the cops their complete innocence. 

Use that cell phone, document everything, record everything. Even if it’s illegal to recording,  You can still play an illegally recorded infront of cop. that just means it can’t be used in court.  You never know what bit of info was exactly what that lawyer/police needed to slam dunk your side. 

TO HELP WITH your fear of being out in public

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Going to a Costume Party with Fred Would Include…

Originally posted by haidaspicciare

Request: Slytherin reader x Fred on Halloween party pretty please <3

A/N: I feel like no one is in a Halloween ish mood since Christmas is on its way aaaah, so I changed it up a bit don’t kill me

Going to a Costume Party with Fred Would Include…

-So Hogwarts would organize a costume party one day

-And Fred would be so freaking psyched about it

-He’d be talking and planning in advance

-At first, he’d do a duo costume with his twin, George

-But once you let slip that couple costumes exist, he’d change his mind completely

-And then he wouldn’t let the idea go

-“C’mon Y/N, we can go as bacon and eggs! Oh or peanut butter and jelly! Think of all the possibilities.”

-“Fine we can do a couple costume.”

-“YES I love you.” and he picks you up and spins you around because he loves to do that

-You finally decide to go as a cookie and the cookie monster

-Fred made himself this huge cookie costume that he puts his arms through and it makes it impossible to fit through a door

-And you wear this cute blue dress and a cookie monster hat

-“Y/N, don’t I look irresistible to you?” he’d say to you all night

-And everyone who sees you two yells “COUPLE GOALS”

-Because, you know, you two are couple goals ;)

-You’d have a blast dancing

-And you’d die of laughter because Fred’s movement range is so little because of his bulky costume

-Towards the end of the night he’d just be like “Screw it, I’m taking this off”

-Drinking games with him would be so funny

-Except he wouldn’t let you get too drunk, because you’re the responsible one of you two

-And at one point if he gets really wasted, he’ll kind of not recognize you

-And it’d be so cute, because he would stay super loyal to you and not flirt at all with anyone else

-Like you’d try to kiss him on the cheek and since he’s so drunk he’d be like

-“Stop I have a girlfriend. Seriously, I’m taken and I’m happy with Y/N.”

-“Freddie I am Y/N stupid.”
-“Oh you are? Yes I recognize that beautiful smile of yours.”

-“Oh my god Fred you’re so drunk.” You giggle.

-“Shut up and kiss me.”

-He’d be extra touchy feely when he’s drunk, so his hands would never leave your waist

-But let’s say he didn’t get drunk

-He’d always get a little overprotective at parties because intoxicated guys would hit on you

-“I’m yours Fred, stop worrying.” You’d always tell him.

-“I know. Who else here is dressed as a cookie monster.”

-You guys would hold hands throughout the whole night

-He’d be glued to your side

-So yeah that’s kinda how parties would go with Fred

 A/N: I hate this with a passion omg it sucks so bad im so sorry

ghost ! Dean

•he does the most bullshit things ever

•he sings which people just thinks it’s the wind

•he watches his sad mother cry about him

•he walks into people’s houses and turn on there t.vs and radios

•he grabs the people he hates hair and drags them across the ground

•he loves the face of fear on their faces

•he loves thinking he can fly near the moon cause he’s a ghost

• he watches he’s old videos to make sure that he did somethings amazing while he was alive

•whenever a year goes by he goes to his own grave he cries cause he realizes he’s really dead

•he watches his fan do covers of his old songs and it makes him smile lots

•he steals food even tho he can’t eat it

•but one day he was going to see his grave and he met this short figure was standing there as tears slipped from her eyes.

•"he didn’t even fucking release his 10th album, fucking cunt.“

•Dean staring at you for a long tips

•he brushes fingers against your skin like the wind 

•you turn ur head so fast and stare right into his eyes 

•"Dean ?“

•Dean bring more scared of you then Satan himself 

•you grabbing his wrist and he starts to scream but it only sound like the wind blowing against levees 


•"I’m dead.“ He whispered

•"lol so ???????“ 

•that how you two became friends 

•you would always come to his grave and just chat with him 

•people think you’re crazy 

•sometimes Dean would come to your room and watch tv 

•you waking up and throwing things at his body but like it goes through him 

•sometimes you feel this good feeling between your legs and you know it’s dean’s fingers 

•his ghost fingers feels like a cool object thrusting into your warm heat ( or dry I don’t judge) 

•he slipped one of his rings off his fingers and gave it to you 

• so theirs always a cold feeling around your feelings it reminds you of dean

•“Dean stop scaring my cat.“ 

•"he loves me" 

•"he looks like he wants rip your dick off.“

• your cat not fucking with him

• sometimes crying because your cat sometimes curls up besides his ghost body and sleeps there

• you sometimes sit on his laps and curl up to him and he would just stroke your hair

• you looking like you’re floating

• you sometimes would cry at night and Dean would come without you knowing

• Dean would make his Voice echo through the room to block all the noise you hate with his beautiful singing voice

• Dean would locks his fingers with your ones

• he loves the feelings of your smooth warm, veiny, life full hand dancing with his cold, lifeless rough ones

• he loves the new smells that lingers around your body

• he finds the tiny little bangs under your eyes beautiful then ever

• one day Dean came to your house with a new express you never seen before

•" Dean baby, what’s up and down ?“

•” I’m leaving.“

•"where ?!??!?!”

“To heaven .”

• you crying and running into his Arms and gripping into his jacket

• dean’s heart breaking

• you two going on out during the day

• taking to places he hasn’t been before

• laughing at his ghost jokes

• making a forte the size of your apartment

• but one day you were waiting for Dean to come over but he didn’t come this time

• Dean watched from the side before going to met God

• you going to his grave, beating on the ground as tears slipped on your face

• “ you fucking asshole, how dare you leave me.”

• Dean watching with a frown cause he can’t cry

• “ I fucking love you.”

•" I love you more, you stupid girl.“



To my dear toxic friend:

I cared
I cared too much
I was there for you
Even when you weren’t there for me
I fully supported you with everything
Even though you barely supported me
I defended you so many times…
Even though my family and my other friends strongly disliked you…
I never judged you
Even though you did judge me
I was loyal to you
So loyal…
And you kept saying shit about me at my back…
I kept trying to save our friendship
Even when you were constantly pushing me away
I even tried to convince myself that I was the problem, as you stated many times…
But I wasn’t

My other friends kept asking me
“Why are you still friends with her?”
And I wouldn’t be able to answer that
Why? Because I was scared that they might be right
But I didn’t want them to be right
I didn’t want to listen
Because I was loyal to you, because I cared about you, because I loved you and still considered you my friend

Big mistake

And the cost was high
So fucking high

You made me feel shitty about myself
You made me feel like I was always wrong
You made me fight with my family so many fucking times
You made lose my own confidence…
My personality…
My happiness…
You even crushed my dreams and made fun of them with others…
You even made me feel bad and guilty about good things that happened to me

How stupid I was


And I feel so bad right now
So angry for being at your side 8 fucking years of my life that are never gonna come back
So sad for trusting you and believing our friendship was worth it
Even though deep down I knew it wasn’t

Im done with crying over you
I’m done with suffering
I’m done with pain
I’m done with YOU
So fucking done
Don’t expect me to go to you begging for your forgiveness because that won’t happen ever again

I don’t need you 
I found myself again
And I realized That I care and love myself
And I deserve better
I’m leaving your side
Our friendship is over because YOU lost ME

You won’t crush me again
Because now I’m stronger and wiser
And if you even dare to try
I’ll crush you.

When You’re an Idol & Fall Off Stage


 *he’s more than astonished when he watches you mess up and fall off the stage and immediately rushes backstage to see if your injuries were minor or not*

Originally posted by secrethideoutme


Him: “Whoa!”

*he definitely didn’t anticipate your fall and was completely taken aback, leaning back in shock, when you fell off*

Originally posted by luhanahs


*he was worried whether or not you had sustained injuries but once you had gotten up and announced you were fine enough to continue the show, he jumped out of his seat and cheered out of joy and relief*

Originally posted by krismehard


*doesn’t register your fall until seconds later where he then goes into ‘im-so-worried-please-be-okay-i-swear-you’re-never-going-outside-again’ boyfriend mode*

Originally posted by suhomysuho


*disappointed Lay is disappointed. He thought you’d be able to do the flip without a hitch and only begins to worry more when a stretcher is brought out to bring you backstage*

Originally posted by laygion


*feels extremely guilty when you fall because he had joked about you messing up the flip earlier that day*

Originally posted by essentyeol


*watched you in a disheveled state as you’re carried away on a stretcher. He visits you the minute he’s allowed to and doesn’t leave your side until you assure him you’re fine*

Originally posted by vancedam


*although you had announced to the crowd you were fine and continued to dance, you were limping for most of the time and Chanyeol carefully watched you, anxious that you’d fall again*

Originally posted by yeollovemebaek


*he was already backstage by the time you arrived in your dressing room, offering to help you with anything you’d need to do so you wouldn’t hurt yourself any further*

Originally posted by missdyoo


*he’s unable to do or say anything as he watches your knocked out form be carried backstage*

Originally posted by chumyeol


*he was in the restroom when you had fallen. When he got back, he was informed of what happened to you and wordlessly walked towards the entrance for the backstage*

Originally posted by daenso


*he wasn’t allowed to check on you because his group was up next but he asked every passing crew member how you were and if you were going to be okay*

Originally posted by sefuns

Random Drabble #16

Originally posted by jeonjam

‘Babe…do you wanna play?’ - Kim Namjoon (M)

‘Morning, Baby.’ he murmurs into your neck, his breath ghosting across your skin as his hand smooths itself over your side where the two of you were laid in bed and he was pressed up against your back. 

Even though you had to admit it was a nice way to wake up, after having stayed up till 3am the night before, courtesy of Namjoon and his…urges…you were no where near ready to go about your day, and so instead of reciprocating his apparent tenderness, you simply lie there, mumbling ‘morning’ back before proceeding to sleep.

Namjoon, however, had other plans.

‘Baby…do you wanna play?’ 

You roll your eyes behind their lids as his fingers pinch at your hip, dragging you back tightly against him so that you could feel his arousal plain as day as he ground his hips up into yours, the outline of him being imprinted against your ass as he continues sucking sloppy kisses into your neck, humming deeply every now and then in an attempt to turn you on.

‘We played all last night.’ you protest weakly, still not fully awake, and judging by how slow Namjoon’s movements were, you weren’t entirely sure he was either.

‘Mmmmmh, exactly…I cant stop thinking about it.’ he hums, bucking his hips suddenly against your ass and sliding his arm around your waist to pin you back against his chest, his breaths now coming harsher against your neck as he grows more aroused.

‘Joonie, im tired.’ you moan, the sound meant to be innocent, but getting hitched up when his fingers suddenly tweak your nipple, the sensation forcing a bolt of electric to shoot through you to between your legs.

‘So am I, baby…but im also horny.’ he explains, chuckling darkly into your shoulder as his hand slides down your stomach to your hips, his fingertips trailing over the skin of your thigh only to come to a stop on your ass, where he proceeds to grope you almost obscenely- almost.

But, you’re always horny.’ you point out, smirking as you feel yourself begin to wake up more, your insides now humming with anticipation as you feel his long digits dip between your legs, fingertips gliding over your lower lips, as the fingers of his other hand lazily twist themselves into your hair, pulling your head back gently as his mouth comes to your jaw.

‘This coming from you?’ he asks mockingly, being able to feel just how wet you were for him as his fingers slide between your folds, his length rubbing needily against the back of your thigh as he struggles not to rock himself against you.

You gasp when the tip of him is suddenly poking at your entrance, your eyes bolting open as his teeth nip at your jawline, and just when you think he’s going to let you wake up a little more, his arm is winding tightly around your waist once more as he jerks his hips up against yours, sheathing himself fully in your core, and causing you to moan loudly at the dull ache it brings after the previous evening.

‘Fuck.’ you simultaneously moan softly, Namjoon replacing his teeth with his lips as he kisses your neck softly, still holding your head in place with his grip on your hair, but never once hurting you as he shallowly rocks himself into you.

‘Baby, I wanted to sleep.’ you gasp, intending on teasing him for his inability to control himself, but he didn’t appear to be listening to you all that much, and before you can blink he’d rolled you back onto his chest so that you were laid backwards on top of him, and he’d begun bucking almost urgently into you, his legs bracing himself steadily as his hips pick up their pace, fucking himself into you.

‘Fuck! Joonie!’ you half-moan, half-gasp loudly, your chest beginning to rise and fall more rapidly despite the restriction of his arm around you, as you quickly place your feet either side of his hips so that you could remove some of your weight from him, feeling your eyes rolling back into your head as your orgasm begins to wind up within you, and Namjoon heatedly grunts in your ear, clearly chasing his own impending high.

Your hands scrabble at his arm on your waist as you try to find something to hold onto, your thighs already shaking feebly as your high creeps ever closer, and with Namjoon panting against your neck, gruffly gasping in breath after breath to try and stifle his moans, you find yourself getting lost in your orgasm as it crashes over you suddenly, the rough snap of Namjoon’s hips against yours ultimately what sends you reeling into your euphoria.

Its as you’re being edged toward over-stimulation and you begin whimpering with your lip trapped between your teeth that his thrusts begin to stutter in their force, and with one last spurt of energy, Namjoon groaning darkly in your ear, you feel a warmth fill you and his loud grunt of satisfaction is ringing in your ear as his arm clasps you to him, the way he arches his back off the bed making you gasp before moments later you’re both collapsing back to the mattress.

‘Fuck…I needed that.’ he pants after pulling out of you and rolling back to the side to deposit you next to him, although his arm never leaves your waist, only loosening a little so that you could get more comfortable; turning towards him tiredly and curling into his chest.

‘You’re such a horny pabo.’ you murmur as you peer up at him with a grin, getting your breath taken away by his fucked out expression, before your head is forced against his chest and he’s wrapping himself around you as he mutters-

‘Shhh, Baby, Im tired, go back to sleep.’

The comment is quickly followed by a thud, and Namjoon groaning in pain as he falls to the floor, glaring back at you, but you’re too busy closing your eyes and proceeding to catch up on sleep.


Divorced with Kids

Niall: When you and NIall signed the papers you couldn’t believe it, your marriage got to his point where you two couldn’t stand each other, but that wasn’t the case, Niall wanted out. He wanted to feel 21 again going out, with no one to worry about to have fun. But you knew that you that wasn’t your life anymore; you had responsibilities and that was your children. The 3 of them, Iris, Nick, and Andy the youngest of the 3. It was Niall’s weekend and the kids were excited to see their father and you were happy as well, they missed their father. You pulled up to his house and helped the kids with their bags. They were all lined up as you closed the trunk, 

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