im sorry ive been watching this for the last couple days


I’ve been watching you from the start.

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oh my gosh i love your writing so much? i always look forward to seeing more of it on my dash ;u; !! would you maybe think about doing a neighbor kihyun if you have time please? i'd love to see you write it asfdpih (also i hope school isn't stressing you out too much and that you are getting enough rest and you time)

find neighbor!wonho (here) ~!

  • is picky about everything, but in a good way. like he wants to keep everything pretty and organized
  • labels his containers
  • likes his pinks, yellows, and whites. that’s what his color scheme is from his white sheets to his pink toothbrush to his yellow curtains
  • “jooheon i know that this is a gift with the best intentions, but you know my thing is stripes. im not a polka dot person. im sorry, i just am not. but ill accept these slippers anyway because i love you”
  • likes to get sewing tips from the old lady down the hall
  • nags at kids who make too much noise in front of the building and he’s always going on about respect and being polite 
  • but once he saw a cockroach in his bathtub and yelled so loud he woke up the entire floor  
  • isn’t afraid to admit that he thinks stuffed animals are cute and therefore has a giant moomin on his bed. it’s cute and yes he hugs it at night 
  • takes care of his skin so well he gets compliments from everyone because he glows like the people down at the grocery are just like omg what products do you use and kihyun will gladly share his tips. he’s a sweetheart 
  • you know kihyun because like well who doesn’t????? the kids call him uncle kihyun because he’s always scolding them and the older people refer to him as the prince of your apartment complex because he’s always dressed so fancy and does his hair well
  • but on the off-chances that you’ve seen him you haven’t ever talked with him or caught his attention
  • mostly because you’re always in a rush to get to work/school. like you’re not a morning person, but kihyun seems just dandy in the morning and you’re like how
  • and it’s on one morning that you find yourself particularly messy because you stayed up all night to finish a long paper and you forgot that you had an interview later in the afternoon but you had no time to get ready
  • so you managed to put on a decent interview outfit, but your hair? your face? your overall moral? your outlook on life?
  • bad
  • and when you get into the elevator you’re thankful that it’s just you till someone comes running down the hall and slips in last second and it’s kihyun
  • looking absolutely perfect and energized and you’re still trying to brush your hair to where it looks acceptable and maybe get something on to cover your dark circles
  • and you don’t notice but kihyun is watching you a bit and he sees you stumbling, tiredly into the train station with your bag half open and when you get into the train
  • kihyun suddenly sits beside you and you’re like uh,,,,,because there’s a bunch of free seats the stop near your house is the first stop for that line
  • and kihyun is like “here let me help you.” and you’re like ?????/
  • and he takes your brush from your hands and moves your shoulders so you’re facing him and he puts his own bag on his lap and pulls out a bunch of stuff
  • and basically gives you a makeover right than and there. and im not talking like full on makeup, im talking just the basics to help you look like you know,,,,,,,,you’re not dYing
  • and he gets the knots out of your hair, the dark circles covered, some mist sprayed on. he fixes the collar of your shirt, and even hands you a granola bar because he’s like “i can tell you didn’t eat”
  • and when he’s done you don’t feel anywhere as bad as you did when you left your house and kihyun grins because he’s like “this is the first time ive seen you smile since we got into the elevator together”
  • and you tell him that you’re thankful, that you have an interview today too and he’s like “you’ll do amazing!!!” and you’re like,,,,thank you,,,,,,,for making me look presentable,,,,,rofl
  • and when it’s your stop kihyun gives you another thumbs up and you get off and can’t help but keep smiling because,,,,,,,wow he’s,,,,,,,,so sweet?????
  • and the day just feels so much easier because of your time in the morning with kihyun and your interview goes well
  • so well that when you’re heading home you get an sns that says you passed the interview and you’re so happy you do a little dance on the platform
  • and once when you finally get home you’re surprised to see kihyun on the bench outside your building and you go over and say hello and he grins and asks about the interview
  • and before you know it you’re telling him everything that happened and when you tell him you passed he pats the top of your head and you’re like ,,,,,,o,,,,oh
  • and he’s like “i knew you could do it, you’re so hardworking - ive noticed that about you” and you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,he????? noticed me??????
  • and kihyun is like “as a reward, let me go buy you some good snacks”
  • and you try to refuse, but kihyun is like no no you deserve it!! and as you shyly pick something out and head to the counter kihyun is taking out his money and the cashier is like “you two look cute together, has it already been past 100 days?”
  • and you’re speechless because omg what
  • and kihyun looks over at you with a smile and he’s like “nope! this is our first day, you could say.” and the cashier is like AW how cute
  • and you’re like alhdgjfsdds what,,,,,,,,,,,does he mean by that
  • and as you’re walking back home you want to ask but you just nibble on your snack until kihyun leans over to take a bite of your food and you’re like hEY 
  • and he’s like “so, what do you think about that?” and you’re like “what?” and he’s like “about this being our first day,,,,,,i think we can make it to 100 easily.”
  • and you’re like is he???? asking me out???? and kihyun before you guys get back inside is like “so? want to meet in the morning again and we’ll ride the train together?” and you hesitate but in a small voice you go “like,,,,,,a couple?”
  • and kihyun grins and gives you another thumbs up like “yes. like a couple.” 
  • and you’re red in the face as kihyun comes closer and you think he’s going to lean in and??????? kiss you 
  • but instead he goes “i like the messy you even more you know?” and you’re like wh,,what does that mean and he pets your head again messing it up just a bit and going over to open the door
  • and yes the next morning as you’re rushing again, you think yesterday must have been a dream
  • but when you open your door, kihyun is there by the elevator waiting for you
Go with the Flow

Originally posted by oh-prankster

Pairing: Mark x reader (there’s a lot of Donghyuck in this one sorry)
Genre: highschool!au, fluff , a tittle of angst
Warnings: none
Word count: 5,425

“Ah, please.” your best friend, and perhaps your only real friend other than this girl that sat next to you in class, Donghyuck whined, stomping on the marbled floor of the school hallway while tugging at your wrist. “You’re such a party pooper.” he pouted and let go off your wrist leaving it to hang against your side.

“You know I don’t like parties.” you pressed. A wallflower is what people would describe you as but you chose to describe yourself as just really shy. Throughout your childhood you didn’t make friends easily and the only friendship you had maintained through the years was with Donghyuck.

 The first meeting with him happened when you were five years old, your young jovial self building castles on the sand. Until they came crumbling down under the sole of someone’s shoe. You had looked up and were met with the devilish gaze of a boy with chubby cheeks looking down at you. It was only a matter of seconds before you were bawling, your tearstreaked face was a deep red and you were throwing handfuls of sand at the boy towering over you. That was enough for Donghyuck to start crying too and the whole situation suddenly had turned into a competition of who could cry the loudest. Up until his mother intervened and made Donghyuck apologize to you and help you rebuild your castle.

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Request: Ive had this idea but idk how to write it so Im giving it to you. Its where y/n is in love with Bucky but he is dating and in love with someone else. However the girl broke his heart and finally realizes a year after his heartbreak that he loves y/n.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: angst (?), fluff (I like ending things on a happy note I’m sorry)

A/N: this will probably hurt my soul. Also, if there’s any mistakes, I’ll fix ‘em later :)

Giggling erupts in the hallway and you sigh, closing your eyes for a couple of seconds. Bucky and his girlfriend were back from wherever they had went. With a frown now etched on your face, you grab the container of Oreo’s and your glass of milk and make your way into Steve’s room where you would be watching some Disney movies.

“Took you long enough, I nearly started the movie without you.” he joked as you went to sit on the floor beside him.

“Yeah well I had to wait a while. Bucky and Ella came back and I didn’t want to run into them in the hall.” you respond, placing the Oreo’s between the two of you.

Steve looked at you and frowned. He knew how you felt about Bucky, hell, the whole team did, except Bucky of course. You had admired him for so long. He was perfection in your eyes but you were always too scared to ever make a move, worried that he’d reject you. When you finally decided to tell him how you felt, you discovered that he had a girlfriend.

He had barely started dating Ella and it crushed you. Steve would always tell you that it wouldn’t last, that he’d break up with her soon because Bucky just wasn’t the type for long term relationships. It’s been 2 years now and they’re still going strong. You pretend to be happy for him but deep down you want to be her. She gets to hold him and kiss him; you want that. You want to be the source of his happiness, the reason he smiles all the time.

But we don’t always get what we want.

“They’ll end it soon Y/N. Bucky isn’t the-”

“Long term relationship type of person.” you finish for him. “You’ve been saying that for two years Steve.”

“Well it’s true.” he shrugged, turning his head towards the tv where The Little Mermaid was playing.

“I think you’re wrong.” you say, grabbing an Oreo and dipping it into the milk.

“And why’s that?” he turns back to you.

“Because he looks at Ella the way that I look at him. With-”

“Love!” Bucky suddenly bursts into the room. “I’m in love!”

He waltz over to Steve’s bed and plops down behind you with a sigh. You bite the inside of your cheek before stuffing the Oreo in your mouth and turning to Steve who was already looking at you. He felt bad for you; everyone did. You loved someone who didn’t love you back.

“What are you guys watching?” Bucky turned to lay on his stomach. “Ooo The Little Mermaid, I love this movie.”

You sighed and closed your eyes, leaning your head back on the bed. When you opened them back up, you were met with Bucky’s face. He smiled at you, that goofy grin making your heart melt.

“Hi Y/N.” he spoke.

“Hi Buck.” you sighed out, lifting your head back up to watch the movie.

The rest of the night consisted of Bucky playing with your hair and stacking Oreo’s on top of your head.

1 year later

Exactly 4 months after the movie night in Steve’s room, Bucky had his heartbroken. He had found out that Ella had been cheating on him for a while. He broke things off instantly. He stayed cooped up in his room, crying and wondering what he did to deserve such a horrible thing. While he did that, you were moving out of the tower and into your very own apartment. You decided it was about time to move out. The rest of the gang helped you move, all of course except Bucky.

He didn’t even know you had moved out until he walked over to your old room for some advice. He remembers it like yesterday.

Deciding to get out of his room and go to you for some advice, Bucky made his way over to your room. He was exhausted, eyes burning from crying so much but he was determined to go and talk to you. You always had great advice which made you an amazing friend.

Bucky opened up your door, expecting to see you sitting on your bed watching a movie or browsing the web on your laptop but instead he was met with nothing but an empty room. Confused, he walked over the common room and walked straight up to his best friend.

“Where’s Y/N?”

The blonde turns his gaze to the brunette and smiles. “Hey Buck, you’re finally out of your room. How’re you doing?”

He ignored the question. “Where’s Y/N.”

Bucky had now gained the rest of the team members attention and they watched as Steve broke the news to his friend.

“She moved a couple of days ago, Bucky.” he spoke softly.

That night he went over to your apartment, asking why you left and begging you to come back as it ‘wasn’t the same without you’. You declined but said he was welcome at your place anytime.

It had now been a year since the breakup with Ella and Bucky sat on the couch in the tower with Steve and Sam. Somehow you came up in the conversation and they had been talking about you for a while.

“I don’t think she ever had a boyfriend while living here.” Bucky comments, leaning on the couch.

“Of course she didn’t, she was in love with you.” Sam chuckled, saying it as if Bucky had known all this time.

The soldier sat up quickly. “What?”

Steve glared at Sam who ignored his friends look. “Don’t act like you didn’t know. She made it pretty obvious.”

“I didn’t know.” Bucky said. “Steve, did you know about this?”

The blonde put his head down in a way of silently giving Bucky an answer but Sam spoke up.

“Of course he did, everyone did.”

Bucky scoffed. “And no one decided to tell me? She didn’t think to tell me something this serious?”

“She tried to Buck.” Steve sighed, lifting his head to meet eyes with his friend.

“When was that because during all of our conversations not once did she tell me that she was in love wi-”

“She tried telling you the day you told her about you dating Ella.” Steve cut him off and Bucky slowly leaned back in the couch, mentally replaying that day.

Bucky had barely began dating Ella but the both of them decided to keep their relationship a secret. It had been a week and Bucky wanted to tell someone - anyone about him and Ella but of course, he kept his mouth shut. So he sat on his bed, thinking about Ella and when he’d be able to see her again. He was head over heels for her.

A knock on his door tore him away from his thoughts and he yelled a ‘come in’. There stood you, hands clasped in front of you as you shut the door behind your figure.

“Hey Bucky, I have to tell you something.” you spoke softly. On the outside you looked calm, but on the inside you were freaking the fuck out.

“Y/N! I have to tell you something too!” he shot up from his bed and walked over to you. “Me first.” he then grabbed you by your shoulders, a smile upon his lips and you almost thought he was going to kiss you until he started shaking you. “I have a girlfriend!”

Your heart dropped instantly and Bucky continued. “I actually wasn’t supposed to tell anyone because we’re keeping our relationship a secret but I couldn’t hold it in any longer!”

“That’s.. That’s great Buck.” you say. “When did you two start dating?”

“A week ago. We’ve been talking for a while though. Her name is Ella. Isn’t that such a beautiful name?” he was practically drooling at the thought of her.

“It is.” you nod, forcing a smile. “I’m happy for you, Bucky.”

“Thanks.” he flashed you a goofy grin. “What is it you wanted to tell me?”

You had almost forgotten the reason why you came to his room in the first place. “Uh.. I just wanted to tell you that dinners almost ready.”

Bucky nods and thanks you before you exit his room, instantly making your way to your room where you broke down in tears.

“Oh my god.” Bucky breathed.

Something clicked inside of him. There was a reason why he always came to you for advice, a reason why he’d always go to you when he felt down. He loved you - he was in love with you. He couldn’t believe how long it took him to realize this but he decided to not waste anymore time.

“Where’s Y/N? Is she at home?” he questioned the two men sitting before him.

“She should be. Why?” Steve answered.

Bucky jumped up from the couch and ran over to his room to put on his shoes before grabbing his car keys and rushing out of the building, heading straight for your apartment. He couldn’t believe how stupid he was over the years. There you were, always there for him when he needed you, in love with him and he chose someone else who ended up breaking his heart.

Upon making it to your apartment, he parked his car and instead of taking the elevator, he dashed up the stairs in a hurry. Out of breath, he knocked on your door repeatedly until you swung the door open, thinking it was that annoying kid who liked to knock on your door then run away.

“Oh hey Buck.” you say. “Sorry about how I answered the door. There’s this kid that-”

He shut you up with a kiss. He put everything he had in it. It was rough, but soft; needy to be more precise. You pulled away first, confusion written all over your face.

“Bucky, what the he-”

“I’m in love with you.” he blurts. “I always have been, I was just too stupid to realize it back then. I thought Ella was the one for me but really, it’s you. I can’t believe it took me this long but Y/N I’m so madly in love with you, it’s unbelievable.”

“Bucky, where did all of this come from?” you question, that obviously not being what Bucky expected you to say.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean just the other day you were telling me about some girl you met at the bar the night before and now you’re telling me that you’re in love with me.” you say before groaning. “Oh my god did Steve tell you about how I feel about you?”

“So you love me back?” he smiled, full of hope.

“Of course I do you giant idiot! I made it quite obvious.” you respond.

“Am I really that oblivious?” Bucky nervously chuckled as he scratched the back of his neck.

“All signs point to yes.” you nod, causing Bucky to groan.

“Are you gonna keep bashing me for being stupid and idiotic or are you gonna let me in so that I can make out with you?”

You tap your chin for a bit before answering. “I think I’ll go with the first one.”

Bucky laughs, stepping forward and taking you in his arms. “Stop being mean and kiss me.”

You let out a laugh, lips connecting with his as he moves the two of you inside, shutting the door behind him.

“Took you long enough.” you mutter throughout the kiss.

“Shut up.” he chuckled, attacking your lips once more.



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Send Me A Copy

Originally posted by dunkirknharry

You’re childhood friends with Harry and asked to write a untruthful article about Harry at your job as a journalist.

When you got the job of your dreams working for one of the biggest magazines in London as a journalist you were ecstatic to finally be moving to London to be closer to your child hood friend Harry. You’d grown up living in the same street and had always remained close so when the opportunity arrived Harry encouraged you to make the move. The first couple of weeks working for the magazine were amazing, you got to do some awesome articles on events and concerts that were currently happening in the city, so when your boss approached you to write for the gossip section of the magazine you didn’t expect at all for one of your next jobs would be to write an article about your best friend being a womaniser.

You’d been in your apartment staring at the folder that contained what the magazine expected you to write in the article and you could feel every bone in your body feeling guilty for even looking at the folder. You knew none of this was true, Harry was a gentleman and half the girls he’d been seen with were people he’s working with or just close friends, you know how much this article would hurt him and your relationship if you were to write it. So you decided to call him over for dinner hoping you could talk things out and discuss your options, while everything in your heart told you you couldn’t write this article, your head also knew that this job was a once in a lifetime opportunity and saying no to writing this could cost you your career. When Harry knocked on your door and came in with a huge grin on his face embracing you in a hug you got scared about how this night could end.
“ Ive got to talk to you about something important” you said to him as the two of you sat on your bed opposite one an other after eating dinner now watching an episode of friends.
“ Oh god please don’t tell me yeh got back together with that proper dick of a guy” he questioned rolling his eyes a you, you chuckled wishing this conversation would be that easy.
“ No, it’s a lot worse than that” you sighed handing him the folder you’d been given earlier today.
“ This is from my job, they want me to write about you, about how they think your a womaniser and sleep with a heap of girls. But I don’t want to hurt you and write something I know isn’t true, but this is my dream job Harry, the job I have worked my ass of for so any years of working in that shitty local newspaper in Holmes Chapel, I cant fuck this up” you spoke trying to read his face for his emotion.
“ So what yeh want to know is, if yeh write this article will I hate yeh” he spoke looking up from the folder his big green eyes staring into yours, you could almost see his brain working to figure out how to react to the situation, yours way currently doing the same.
“ I don’t want to write it Harry” you spoke softly placing your hand on his across the bed.
“ I don’t want to yeh to write it either, but yeh’v already made up yeh mind, otherwise yeh wouldn’t be asking us” his words were soft but spoken with a harshness, you could see the hurt and anger now, wether that be for you or the article you would produce in a weeks time you weren’t sure.
“ Im going to try and make it more about the good things you do, hardly mention the girls to try and get around this, maybe mention that you’ve been in France filming, or talk about the album, I promise H” you said not wanting to look him in the eye so he couldn’t see the tear rolling down your face.
“ Yeah, send me a copy once yeh done so that when yeh’r upset with me about why we don’t talk anymore I can show yeh the reason why” you sat there in shock as he grabbed his stuff and left your apartment, you cried a lot after he left his last words to you felt like a punch in the stomach you didn’t know would heal if the words he spoke were true.

You didn’t hear from him the two weeks you had to write it, you didn’t have your hopes set too high in receiving any texts but you were defiantly feeling sorry for yourself by the time it came around to be handing in the final in a days time. You’d written the article around 20 times, each one making you hate yourself a little more than the last, in the first couple of days of trying to write it you went through 3 bottle of wine and way too many packets of chips to count. So you’d done every other piece of work you were required to do to avoid the Harry article, you’d thrown yourself into other work to try and push the heavy burden that was currently sitting on your chest from the impending article.It was 4am by the time you finished the final, the piece you wrote could get you fired, you’d come to terms with that by now, you’d realised there would be other jobs, maybe not as amazing as this one, but giving up a lifetime of friendship with Harry just didn’t seem worth it anymore. Walking into work you had your article in one hand and your resignation in the other, it’d look better on your file is you quit rather then being fired. You looked at you’re writing one more time before having to go hand it in reading your words. Londons Underrated Musician Harry Styles. Despite your gut flipping continuously you handed over the article that depicted Harry for who he really was a gentleman who disregarded stereotypes and was passionate about social equality and important issues, and once it had been handed over to the printing department where you know they could remove it from the magazine issue you handed in your resignation and left the office.

There was a slight liberation to going against the rules and then quitting your job which gave you the added confidence to head to Harrys flat with a copy of the article for him to read. You were nervous to see him again and gage his attitude towards you and the article, he’d always secretly hated that you’d become a journalist but you’d hoped after this article all of that would change. You knocked on his door and heard him shout coming before his heavy footsteps approached the door. He opened it up and looked surprised at your appearance at his door, you were generally a put together person so for you to be wearing practically pyjamas and crazy hair he knew something was up.
“ Yeh look like shit” he spoke to you emotionless.
“ So do you, you wanna read why were no longer friends?” I asked handing him the piece of paper watching his eyes scan over the words a small smirk on his face as he finished it.
“ You really submitted this” he questioned moving out of the door way to allow you into the apartment.
“ Yep, I also quit my job over you” you replied placing yourself on his kitchen counter.
“ Was it worth it though” he chuckled sitting next to you on the bench.
“ It was worth it to me the second I deleted the subheading Harry Styles Womaniser off one of the biggest media outlets in London”

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Originally posted by sandm1827

Originally posted by astrology-gifs

Request: Imagine Juice and his old lady being separated but having a 2 year old son. There is some shit going with the club so Juice takes them to a lockdown. They need to share a room and they reconnect. 



“Oliver Juan Ortiz, stop running or you’ll hurt yourself!” You yelled as you watched your toddler running carelessly towards the row of motorcycles.
You shut the car door and slid the keys in your back pocket as a smile grew on your face as you watched Juice run out of the garage and swoop your son into his arms.
Oliver squealed with laughter and you walked closer to the two boys.
“Hey mami.” Juice grinned at you and you slapped his arm.
“I told you not to call me that, Juice.” You laughed.
Juice grinned at you as your son squirmed in his arms.
“I gotta go, Juice, Ive got a meeting.” You said and ran your hands through your hair.
You stepped closer to him and kissed your sons forehead as he giggled at his father.
“Be good for your daddy, Olly.” You said sternly and turned to Juice.
He kissed your cheek and you smiled at him warmly.
“Thank you, Juice. Ill be back in a couple of hours.”
“Take your time, mami.” Juice grinned and you rolled your eyes as you headed back to your car.
You watched them wave to you in the rearview mirror as you pulled out of the lot, identical grins on both their faces.
You smiled too, and waved out the window as you drove away from TM and headed for your work.

You had tried to make things work with Juice, you had both given it everything you had but things had only gotten harder when your son was born.
Things were bad with the club and Juice was torn between his family and his club. In the end you had both decided to break things off. It was better for the both of you. You could focus solely on Oliver and Juice could focus on his club without feeling guilty. You still loved him, despite how much you’d tried to move on but you knew it was for the best. You were still good friends and he saw his son nearly everyday. Olly was so much like his father it almost scared you. Juice often joked about cutting his hair into a mohawk and getting him a little leather kutte and you’d roll your eyes and laugh.
The meeting went by fast and you walked back to your car, your arms full of paperwork.
You dumped it all in the back and slid into the drivers seat.
You turned the ignition and slid your sunglasses on your head as you pulled out of your carpark and headed back to TM.
The drive there was short and you groaned when you pulled into the lot and saw Gemma standing with Tig and Happy, her dark eyes narrowing when she saw your car.
You killed the engine and hopped out, smoothing down your business skirt as you walked.
“Well if it isn’t baby mama.” Gemma smirked as she looked at you.
You rolled your eyes and shifted your sunglasses to your head.
“Hey doll.” Tig smiled at you and Happy nodded his greeting.
They both kissed your cheek when you got closer and Gemma wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you to the side.
“You gonna act like a real old lady now?” She asked, with her eye brows raised.
You rolled your eyes and removed her arm from your shoulders.
“Ive told you before, Gem. I’m not his old lady, not anymore.” You sighed, tired of having the same conversation over again.
Her eyes ran over you and she smirked. “Last I checked, you still had his crow between those sweet kitties of yours. But whatever helps you sleep at night, baby.” She said and walked towards the office.
Tig laughed at your annoyed expression and you raised your middle finger to him as you walked into the clubhouse.

“Momma!” Olivers voice rang out and you smiled as he ran towards you.
You lifted him to your hip and raised an eyebrow at the chocolate all over his face.
“What have you been eating my boy?” You asked.
“Nothing momma.” He grinned up at you and you laugh
Juice walked towards you with guilt all over his face.
“Olly, you weren’t supposed to let your mom see.” He said.
The boy looked between you and Juice.
“Im not allowed to keep secrets from mommy.” He said quietly and you both laughed.
“Good boy.” You whispered in his ear and he giggled.
“C’mon, lets get you cleaned up.” Juice said and took him from your arms.
You went and stood next to Jax at the bar.
“How you doin, darlin?” The handsome blond asked.
You smiled warmly at him as you sunk onto one of the stools.
“Good.” You smiled. “How are you and the boys?” You asked.
He nodded and smiled as Abel came running round the corner and attached himself to Jax’s legs.
“Good.” He repeated your words and you both smirked at each other.
Juice came out of the bathroom with Oliver running closely behind him, both of them giggling.
“Hey, (y/n), we’re having a family dinner at my moms house tomorrow night. You should come.” Jax said.
“Uhh, I dunno, Jax.” You answered quietly as Oliver stopped in front of you.
You lifted him into your lap and smiled at Juice who leant against the back of your stool.
“You should come, (y/n).” Juice said quietly and you looked at him before nodding.
“Yeah, I guess.” You smiled back at him as he beamed at you and your son.

The next day you were at home, cleaning the kitchen as Oliver watched cartoons.
It was your day off and you needed to catch up on your housework. You had just finished wiping the counter when the sound of a motorcycle echoed down your street.
You wiped your hands on a towel and walked into the lounge.
The bike stopped in your drive and you lifted Oliver to your hip as you walked to the door.
Juice reached the door just as you opened it and you smiled at him.
“Daddy!” Olly squealed and you held him out. Juice lifted him from your arms and looked at you.
“Can we talk?”
You frowned slightly at the panic on his voice but nodded and stepped aside so he could come in.
He followed you to the lunge and placed Olly on the floor where his eyes instantly glued to the tv.
“Whats going on, Juicy?” You asked nervously.
“You’ve gotta come with me.” Juice said, staring at his feet. “Lockdown.”
You sighed and crossed your arms.
You had always hated when the club went on lockdown.
It could last a day, a few days or even a week and you would be stuck in the clubhouse, worried sick while Juice was out. You would sit in his dorm all day, your heart in your mouth waiting for him to come home, or waiting to hear the news that he had been killed. You hated lockdown, and it had been a while since the club had had one.
“Im sorry, mami.” Juice said and you glared at him. “It wont be for that long.”
You rolled your eyes. “Thats what you always say, Juice.”
He sighed. “Please,(y/n), don’t make this any harder.”
You looked at his brown eyes filled with guilt and you sighed.
Your hand reached out and rubbed his knee gently.
“C’mon, Oliver. We gotta go.” You said.
“Where we goin, momma?” He asked you.
“Sleepover at daddys.”


for the best || barry allen

prompt: “You never had that shine in your eyes when you were with me.”

warnings: angst angst angst

a/n: im a hoe for angst !! and this prompt got me fucked up !! as always feedback is appreciated

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Barry Allen and Iris West were destined to be together. That’s what everyone had thought, even you, but you couldn’t help but feel jealous since you did have feelings for Barry. After seeing Barry choose Iris over Linda and Patty, it was never questioned that Barry would end up with Iris. Until one day you and Barry were at Jitters, drinking coffee at your usual table, and all of a sudden Barry asked you out. You said yes of course. Thus the two of you had went out and had a great time together.

Then after a couple of more dates, Barry asked you to be his girlfriend and with a huge grin on your face you agreed. The both of you were a happy and when you told the group of your relationship, nearly everyone was shocked. They were happy for you and Barry, of course. But they had some of their doubts, that Barry would eventually choose Iris over you and you would be heartbroken.

If only they knew that time would be soon.

You and the rest of the gang had decided to go bowling. You were divided up into teams; you, Barry and Cisco against Iris, Joe and Caitlin. You sat with Barry, his arm around your shoulder as you watched Cisco bowl. You and Barry cheered as Cisco managed to get a spare, making your team in the lead. But your cheers lowered as Iris bowled a strike, you still cheered, as you were proud of your friend. “Good job Iris.” Barry complimented, a grin on his face and a light shine in his eyes. You thought nothing of it and brushed if off, as Iris was his best friend since he was a kid.

Since the outing at the bowling alley, you noticed the shine more in Barry’s eyes whenever he was with Iris. Now you were starting to worry but you felt as if it was inevitable, you knew Barry had always loved Iris. So you started distancing yourself from Barry. Your conversations were short and your encounters after missions were swift. Barry had noticed something wad wrong since after the night at the bowling alley. Barry had tried to talk to you about it but you were always so quick to leave, so he never had the time.

Now the two of you were at home, watching whatever was on TV. “Hey Y/N, is something wrong?” Barry asked, getting your attention from the television. You let out a soft laugh, “what do you mean?”

“I mean you’ve been acting different. You seem to be ignoring me? Is something wrong?” Barry asks. You sigh, deciding to just be honest with Barry. “Ever since the night at the bowling alley, I’ve noticed something about you.” You reply. “What do you mean?” Barry asks.

God this was gonna kill you. “I mean, I’ve noticed whenever you’re with Iris, you just have this shine in your eyes and you just-you never had that shine in your eyes when you were with me.” Barry wad quiet for a moment. “Are you jealous of Iris?” He asked, his voice laced with confusion. “I’m not jealous of her. I just don’t want to be with someone who’s in love with somebody else. I know you still love her Barry. God, the two of you were destined to be together and I don’t want to get in the way of that.”

“You’re breaking up with me?” Barry asked, the hurt in his voice made tears form in your eyes. “I’m sorry Barry. I love you, I really do. But you don’t love me as much as you love Iris Barry. This is for the best.” You say, feeling tears stream down your face. You cup Barry’s face in yours and press your lips against his one last time, pulling away you stood up, feeling Barry’s hands try and pulling you back towards him. “I’m sorry but this is for the best.”

this was shitty but ive also had this in my drafts for a while and im somewhat proud of it ?? i think i couldve done a lot better though

hi so i wrote out that priest au i was thinking about the other day

warning: this is LONG. this is SO DAMN LONG i’ve never written anything this long in my entire life. i hope it’s worth it??? props if you read all of it honestly.

tagging @bridegore and @klutzymoi because they said it was a good au idea (hope you don’t mind!) so here it is, way more fleshed out than necessary tbh

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anonymous asked:

Hii! May I ask for a scenario where Karasuno meets Suga's s/o, who is a first year, and they are really surprised since she is very different from him; like she acts a bit crazy, boyish and reckless, she's really loud, sassy, sarcastic and dense af but despite everything she loves and cares about Suga deeply. I'm sorry if I haven't been accurate! Have a beautiful day -Pineapple

IM SORRY I KIND OF DIDN”T FOLLOW THE REqueST: i didn’t really want the whole fic to be based on the specific traits but rather how everyone-suga included- responded to suga’s s/o with these traits, if that makes sense??? i could definitely see him being kinda territorial if his s/o was kinda dense ya know bc his s/o might not pick up on someone flirting with her so he’d have to be extra watchful?? also I’m sorry if this is bad its 3:30and I’m fighting writer’s block

The afternoon breeze chilled your exposed skin, raising goosebumps up your arms and legs as you practically sprinted to the volleyball gym, clutching your boyfriend’ Sugawara Koushi’s jacket in your hand. The thought of putting in on to barricade your limbs from the biting wind had crossed your mind but you figured you would warm up once you picked up enough speed, hence the sprinting. You didn’t even bother to slow your pace once you reached the gym, practically slamming the door open to see the group of boys gathered around the water bottles taking leisurely sips and chatting. You didn’t want to interrupt practice but you knew if you didn’t return Suga’s jacket soon you would forget you had it and he would never see it again (though you didn’t mind that outcome), but it looked if you had been lucky enough to arrive after practice had ended.

 You see the group had stopped their leisurely chatting, instead choosing to stare at the first year who barged into the gym. If you were any normal girl you would have shrunk back out the door in embarrassment but you were on a mission. You scanned the small group of boys for the silver hair you’d grown to love only to find it absent amongst the group of gaping boys. “Y/N? What are you doing here?” you hear the familiar silky voice question. You turn to see your lovely boyfriend exiting the supply closet water bottle in hand. “I came to return your jacket, you left it at my house last time you came over.” You hold up the jacket for him to see. “Oh yeah I totally forgot! Though I figured you would probably keep it for yourself like my other one.” He teased gently lifting the jacket out of your grasp. You give him a light shove, “I don’t know what you are talking about, I’m offended you would accuse me of such a thing.” you gasp feigning shock. He laughs gently pulling you into a hug, even after a tough practice he manages to smell like clean laundry and sweet cologne, you lift your head to retort keeping your arms locked around his waist. “Besides I wouldn’t want my precious boyfriend to freeze to death.” You snort dropping the baby voice to laugh loudly at his feigned hurt expression.

 “Suga-senpai, you have a girlfriend?!” a tiny orange haired first year blurted in awe. He opened his mouth to respond but you beat him to it, “Yes, yes he does.” You announce pulling out of your boyfriend’s embrace to face his team. “She’s so cute!” two boys near the back gushed, being restrained by one of Suga’s friends, the team’s captain Daichi Sawamura. You inwardly flinch at the compliment. “HEY! Don’t call me cute! I’m gorgeous.” you retort, you could practically feel Suga laughing from behind you.  “Nice to see you again, (Y/N)” Daichi said through clenched teeth at the effort of holding back the team’s libero and the other wing spiker. “I thought you looked familiar, Ive seen you at our matches.” A raven haired boy stated gruffly as the whole team continued to bombard you with questions and inch closer. You knew Suga wasn’t the type to brag about his love life, but you could tell by the way he stood taller he was proud to be showing you off which made you feel giddy. “You guys are so fun, maybe I should apply to be a manager, then again I can’t even keep track of my own work.” You laugh pulling a goofy grin. You felt Suga wrap his arms around your waist, and saw him flash a dazzling smile to his teammates though his warm brown eyes sent somewhat of a territorial glint. “Well if you don’t mind I’m going to head out early and walk her home.” He stated casually placing a guiding hand on your back as he led you to the door. Daichi gave a dismissive nod and a quick smile before turning back to start cleaning up the gym. 

“It was nice meeting all of you!” you call waving excitedly before stepping outside, hearing echoes of the other’s saying goodbye to you. You shivered as you were greeted by another gust of wind causing the goosebumps to return. “Its freezing out here!” you complain loudly, clinging to Suga’s arm for warmth. “You seriously didn’t bring a jacket?! You’ll catch cold if you don’t cover up.” Your boyfriend lectured, draping the jacket you had returned to him earlier around your shoulders. You shuddered gently, hurriedly tucking your arms into the article of clothing and zipping it tightly. You didn’t notice your boyfriend’s warm brown eyes staring lovingly at you. Though he had scolded you, he was glad you didn’t bring your own jacket, he wanted everyone (on his team or not) to know you were his girlfriend.

Bonus: “I would have never guessed that Suga-senpai would date some one as crazy as her. She’s like Noya and Hinata combined.” Ennoshita laughed grabbing a broom from the supply closet. “I was surprised too when I first met her. But they really do make a great couple, they balance each other out.” Daichi shrugged as he carried the nets into the supply closet before dropping them unceremoniously onto the floor. “Besides it gives him someone to dote on other than us.” Asahi suggested, the others nodding in agreement.

boy that got long…….

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Fake Love - Part 1? - S.M

Everything in my life is… well I don’t know… fucked? Faked? Fake thing suck, fake friends and all the other typical teenage shit like: Typical teenage leaving my assignments to last minute, typical teenage hiding things, and typical teenager sneaking out. but the question is will is ever get caught? I don’t know. Some days I want to and some days I think I would be killed if I did. I But tonight is probably like nearly every other I will wait till 9:30-10 and my parents will be asleep and if my dad isn’t it I can pass it off that I need to pick Steph up because she got stranded at her boyfriend’s and they had a fight – now this lie isn’t completely fake, I have had to pick her up 3 times because of this. It already 9 so I deicide to get dressed afterall I know what im wearing I just have to do my makeup. My make up is really great, my eyeliner is perfectly winged and I was stoked when I got them matching first go. It’s funny they match the little freckle I have above my right lip. I have dark brown lips on today and ive curled my hair. I pull on my short black velvet dress my mum likes to say that it looks like a nightie and I couldn’t care because of the way it feels against my skin. I pull over my jacket that my sister likes to say makes me look rich – but I got it for $20 on sale. I pull on my gladiator shoes and walk out the door with my eyes in hand. The parents where sleeping so that was a bonus. I get in my little white car and pull out of the drive way.

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Party’s lead to sex, Sex Leads To...|| Nate ‘Skate’ Maloley

Almost a year ago i went to a party with my bestfriend nate maloley.  i was in town for a little while and he wanted to party before i went back home.At the pary i may have gotten a little too tipsy and i ended up hooking up with nate. about 2 days later i went back home to Omaha. me and nate would text every couple days but ever since the hookup we havent really been the same. i surely didnt feel the same. i was more emotional and more annoyed with everything. about a month or two after visiting nate in LA i went to the doctor for my yearly physical and i got news that changed my life forever. I found out i was pregnant. i didnt know what to do. how was i going to tell nate? well i never ended up telling nate and now im on my way to LA with my 2 month old daughter Arin. i was going out to LA to see my sister and hopefully finally get the courage up to tell nate about Arin. 


I arrived at my sisters apartment and she greeted me with a hug.

“baby sis!” she screams.

“shhh, Arin” i say hugging her. she looks down at the carrier.

“awe is this my beautiful niece Arin” she picks her up out of the carrier and holds her.

“yes it is” i say.

“she is so beautiful Y/N” she says.


“have you told nate your in town, im sure he would love to see Arin” she says. okay i may have lied to my sister and told her that i told nate about my pregnancy, but it was for the best.

“umm, not yet” i say.

“oh okay” she smiles.

“im gonna go get coffee, can you watch Arin?” i ask. she nods. 

“ill be back” i say. i leave her apartment and take the rental car to the local coffee shop, which is one of my favorites. i got into the coffee shop and waited in line. i pulled out my phone and opened the messages between me and nate. my fingers lingered over the keyboard. how was i suppost to tell him. 

“Y/N?” i hear my name. i turn around and see nate. 

“Nate?”i say. he walks up to me and hugs me.

“i didnt know you were in town” he says.

“yea, i just got in, visiting my sister, probably gonna look for an apartment too” i say. 

“thats good, do you wanna grab a seat and talk?” he asks. 

“sure” i say. i grab my coffee and me and nate grab a table.

“so hows your music going?” i ask him.

“really good actually, what about you anything new with you?” he asks. 

“umm” then my phone started buzzing. i looked at it and it was my sister.

“can you hold on a second” i say, he nods. i answer the phone.

“hey whats up?” i ask.

“its Arin, shes being all fussy” she says. i hear Arin in the back. 

“okay okay, im on my way back now, tell her ill be there soon” i say.

“sis she’s a baby she cant understand that” she says.

“Kassie, i know that, but it still soothes her, it stops her from crying” i say.

“okay fine, ill see you soon” she says. i hang up the phone. i set my phone on the table and my background is still light and its a picture of Arin. nates eyes scan the picture.

“look im sorry to cut this short, i have to go…help my sister” i say. 

“um yeah sure” nate says. i quickly rush out of the coffee shop and quickly go to the apartment. i get to the apartment and grab Arin from my sister.

“babygirl its okay mommys here” i say. about 20 minutes later theres a knock at the door. 

“sis can you get that?” i say. she doesnt answer.

“nevermind i got it” i say. i walk to the door holding Arin. i open the door and see nate. i freeze in my place. 

“nate! you came!” my sister says. fuck. she pulls nate inside and i pull her aside. 

“what?” she asks.

“okay i may have lied, i didnt tell him about Arin” i say. 

“What!” she says. Arin starts crying in my arms i sway back in forth.

“please dont yell” i say. she nods.

“well looks like you have to tell him now” she says. i roll my eyes. i walk into the living room and sit across from him holding Arin. he looks at her.

“Who’s this?” he asks. i take a deep breath.

“this is Arin…my daughter” i say. she grabs ahold of finger and sucks on it. 

“wow, whos the lucky guy?” he asks.

“you” my sister says. i smack her arm.

“what?” he asks. 

“nate…i havent been with anyone else since that night at the party the last time i was here visiting. Nate, Arin is yours” i say letting out a breath i didnt know i was holding in. 

“wait….shes…..mine?” he asks.

“look nate i was gonna tell you sooner but i kept freaking out and i couldnt, i thought i would tell you while im here, so i did.” i say.

“look you can hate me all you want but i dont need anything from you, ive got this, ive been good at taking care of her myself.” i say.

“dont you think i deserve to be in my childs life” he asks.

“nate, im not saying you dont want to be, im just saying…”

“thats my daughter too Y/N.” i feel tears build in my eyes. i take a deep breath.

“Y/N…thats our child…i deserve to be in her life, i want to be in her life, hell i wanted to be in yours but you went back home and i knew you would forget about what happened that night and it was no use.” he says.

“nate, i thought because of our hookup things werent ever gonna be the same, you barley texted” i say

“yea and i regret it everyday Y/N” he says.


“Y/N…..i love you, i want to be here for your and  our daughter” he says.

“i love you” i say. he walks over to me and bends down and kisses me. 


just a little imagine for y’all. sorry if it seems a little disorganized. anyway, i hope you enjoyed, dont forget that requests are open.

Love Ya- Kisses Bitches

The One Who Remembers

The first time Sam saw him, it was just after the Hell hallucinations started. It was only a glimpse, just out of site from his peripheral view, so he quickly forgot about it when he first encountered the memories of the meat hooks. Soon after, Sam would see him more clearly, sometimes standing, sometimes kneeling, and more often, just curled in the fetal position on the floor. Sam knew who he was, once he saw his bloody, broken face. It was himself, the one he met and killed when the wall in his head crumbled. It was the part of him who remembered Hell.  

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it’s not fine

Jin, You | Drabble/One-Shot

Originally posted by seokjkim

i cannot swallow the words lingering on my lips; it’s not fine

Word Count: 3.5k

A/N: mainly inspired by taeyeon’s ‘fine’ but then interrupted by yu seungwoo’s ‘you’re beautiful’ and so this is a mix of the two songs… i tried to make it as soft as possible but sadly im not that talented and its been so long since ive attempted a warm angst.

ALSO HAPPY BIRTHDAY @flowerboyscouts THIS IS FOR YOU GIRL! do well on your exams, and if ur reading this after exams, hope (i know) you aced it!

Seokjin thinks he’s finally going insane. It was long overdue anyway.

He clears his sight once again, looking at the bright road before him, the two faceless couples now disappeared into thin air in the blink of an eye.

Yeah. He’s definitely going insane. Why else would he stare at someone like they’re some kind of a strange creature, when they’re just as human as him?

He shakes his head and goes about his way, the city sky turning pink around him. It was a rarity that sunset is this beautiful, especially in cities. He stops in an uphill way, watching the buildings being engulfed by the darkness that stands right after the radiant sun, waiting to take its place.

He takes his phone out, wanting to capture the moment, but he stills as he sees the lock screen.

He still hadn’t changed it from your picture.

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So Anon requested this wonderful imagine and of course one of my fave First Class characters is Alex so the fangirl inside me told “JUST DO IT,DONT LET YOUR DREAMS BE DREAMS JUST DO IT” “^_^ hehehe ummm yeah so i hope you guys enjoy this imagine / x reader


You were a mutant, somebody who is disgraced by the human race ,people like you could be a danger to not only normal people but to yourselves if you didn’t know how to control your abilities.

your mutant abilities consist of telepathy, telekinesis, mind control and you occasionally but rarely have visions. Although cool as it may seem you could never really control your telepathy as well as you control the others, you heard peoples thoughts at random momenta and when it starts it doesnt stop causing you to have an immense headache making you unintentionally throw things around with your telekinesis but there was someone you could always trust and that was your best friend was a 7 year old Alex Summers he was a year older than you and he too was a mutant and whenever he loat control of his powers damage is everywhere ranging from decapitated statues to damaged houses, but he always seemed to manage to control his powers around you even when he was at his angriest moments.

” Hey (Y/n) how are you" Alex greets you as he runs to meet you in your garden, you smile and put two thumbs up “I’m great Awex” yeah Awex you couldn’t really pronounce your Ls right your excuse ’ im only 6’ His once bright cheerful smile quickly fades as if he needs to tell you something and you too had to tell him something whay neither of you knew about the other was that it was the same bad news . “ umm (N/n) im not gonna be able to come over and play anymore ” You frown why not he’s your best friend right? “Im moving away” Alex begins to cry and so do you and you too spill the beans that your moving away too because your parents feel its not safe for you here and it was the same reason for Alex the only difference you were leaving in 2weeks and he was leaving in about a months time. During your last week together Alex and you would play with eachother when ever you both had a chance trying to spend as much time before you left.

Eventually the time came for you to leave and it was almost impposible to seperate the two of you, you both hugged eachother tight crying your little eyes out your parents saod their goodbyes and promised to keep on touch but you knew that was a lie. It was the last time you saw your childhood best friend and you never knew what became of him and as for you. You ran away from home at the age of 16 and have been leaving on your own every since keeping your distance from human contact only going out when you needed to eat.

one day as you had decided to to go to a small cafe to sit and have some coffee when two gentlemen approached you and sat beside you. You ignored them in hopes they would leave but they didn’t plan on leaving anytime soon how did you know you read their mind and you knew why thwty were here

“ A sort of training centre for mutants huh” you looked between the two as they stared at with shock, the one with the blue eyes grinned and gripped your hand tight before speaking to to telepathically

“ your a telepath like me that wonderful but by looking at your memories well some of them sorry … also hold some other amazing abilities”

a smirk dawns on your features and you nod “fine i agree” you told them and the both of them introduced themselves “ Excuse me miss but my name is Charles Xavier and this is Eric Lehnsherr and you are”

“(y/n)” they shake your hand and welcome you to the team and the next minute you know your in some too secret place shock evident on your face “WHAT THE HELL HOW DID WE GET HERE” You yell causing the two to chuckle, you glare at the to demandomg an explanation

“ sorry but uhh Violet does tend to do that when she hears a new recruit wants to join” you raise your eyebrow getting more irritated “who is this violet” you growl making a third person giggle you turn and yelp and jump back falling on to the ground as you see a woman about Charles age with long brown hair standing there (yes i paired myself with charles in this imagine….you jelly XD)

“ Violet dont scare our new recruit like that how many times must i say that” the woman giggles again and helps you up “ sorry charles, hi (Y/n) its awesome to have another girl on the team youll get to meet the others soon” Violet smiles and stands beside charles who just sends her a playful glare “ your annoying” “and you love me for it” She kisses his cheek and begins to drag you to a room where you are met with other people

“guys this is-” “(Y/n)!” You gasped at the sight in front of you “Alex is that really you ” he nods and your eyes well up with tears of joy as you stood infront of your best friend and childhood crush. Yes you were 6 and had a crush deal with it. You hug him and he hugs you back making everyone aww. “ oh shut up” you glare at every one making them laugh. They soon introduce themselves and you begin making new friends


After everything that happened with mystic following Eric and Charles getting paralzyed at the waist down people havent been their selfs lately not even Violet was here usual cheerful self since what happened to Charles though he keeps telling her igs fine and reasures everyone that everything is gonna be fine. A sigh escapes from your lips as you look out your bedroom window and watched as Charles and Violet talked in the garden outside as thouhj they were an old married couple reliving old times speaking of couple your feelings for Alex have grown since you were reunited and you werent sure how to tell him and speak of the devil himself

“ hey umm (Y/n) ” you hum in response turning your gaze away from the two mentors to look at him “ ive been meaning to tel you something” you stood up and nod this was like when he told you he was leaving but this time you were gonna havr the first say “ alex i need to tell you something too” he nods and gestures for you to start. You take a deep breath and spill the beans “ IHAVETHISHUGECRUSHONYOUANDIREALLYLOVEYOUSOYEAHIVEALWAYSLOVEDYOU” he stares at you shocked as he processed your supposed fast gibberish sounding words “ im sorry ill go” you tear up and begin to run out your room bit your pulled back and your soft lips are soon met with his rough ones it took you a second to return the kiss and it felt like forever before you pulled away a blush covering both your features

“ i love you too (n/n)” A smile spreads on both your features and you kiss once more before some crazy woman barged in and glomped you “HE PROPOSED……oh hi alex” you laugh at your friend and looked up to your now boyfriend with a smile and looked at a laughong professor who wheeled his way into the room laughing at his new fiance “it would appear everyone gets a happy ending” Charles smiles amd you quickly process what violet had said “ CHARLEZ PROPOSED JESUS FUCKING CHRIST FINALLY……I CALL DIBS TO BEING YOUR MAIF OF HONOUR”

yup it looks like everyone got theor happily ever after and you could spend your life with the love of your life too one day at least.


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Daddy’s little kitten (Part 9)


You little bitch!” she shouted whilst storming over towards me. Everyone’s chatter grounded to a holt, as everyone anticipated her next move.

“You’ve ruined my life!” she screamed invading my personal space. “I believe you did that all by yourself” i smugly replied. “Don’t make me fucking angry” she spat back. “I’m not doing anything” i sarcastically smiled.

“Come on now y\n, that’s enough” Harry interjected, causing me to look at him in disbelief. “Enough?” i questioned. “Yes” he replied calmly. “You expect me to just stand here and take her shit?” i asked again causing him to slowly nod and look at me with a firm stare.

“Yeah, do as your boss says” the blonde bombshell spoke before me. “Shouldn’t you be groveling to daddy?” i asked whilst folding my arms. “At least i have one” she smirked back. Oh now this bitch has a nerve. “And what is that meant to mean?” i asked, getting angrier and angrier as each second passed.

“Oh come off it darling… you know exactly what it means” she replied. “I do have a dad. He might not be my biological father but he’s as good as. Anyway, at least i didn’t steal from my dad and cause my mother to die. How sick can you be” i scowled at her.

“Y/n, i said enough.” I couldn’t believe what i was hearing from Harry. How can he possibly defend this waste of a life that stood before us and not defend me? I thought he hated her guts. “No Harry, i’m not having her speak about me like that” i replied causing him to sigh loudly.

Scarlett’s irritating snigger could then be heard. “Do you think Harry loves you?” i stared at her, in hope that i would be able to grow lasers from my eyes in order to zap this bitch away. “You think he wants to be with you? Get married to you? Have kids with you?” she chuckled. “Well keep dreaming because all Harry wants is sex. Sex, sex sex! He’s the real life version of Christian Grey” she laughed.

Still no word or defense from Harry. “See, he’s not denying it” she chuckled. “Just leave Scarlett” the curly haired man finally spoke. His shoulders were tense and his eyes had turned dark.

“You know. It’s no surprise that your parents abandoned you… I mean, look at the state of you. Your hair looks like rats tails, your makeup is a mess. And as for that outfit, well lets put it this way, it doesn’t flatter your curves. You think your so good, but really your nothing but a fat mess. Harry will get bored of you soon, just like mummy and daddy did” she smirked too herself. But that smirk was about to be wiped off.

You see, i’ve always been quite a fighter. You have to be with the background i hold. I was always bullied at school just for being adopted. I found that violence was the best strategy. If the bullies knew that you could defend yourself they stopped. It was as simple as that.

So when choosing between fight or flight i generally choose the first option. My fist hurled its way towards her face and a wicked crunch could be heard. The crimson liquid soon began to trickle out of her nose, as she stood there clutching onto her face. “Don’t speak about my parents like that!” i shouted ready to take her on again but a pair of muscular arms soon stopped me.

“That’s enough!” Harry roared. “Security, i want her out!” he bellowed and a group of four large gentlemen soon carried Scarlett out of the venue. “And you, you’re coming with me” he instructed whilst dragging me towards the back room by my arm.

“What the fuck was that!” he shouted at me aggressively closing the door behind him. “I was defending myself” “From fucking what?” he shouted again. “I didn’t see her lunging towards you!” he spat. “Well you didn’t exactly defend me did you or help!” i stared at him. “You’ve fucking shown me up in front of thousands! Made yourself look real classy y/n” he paced the room. “Oh well i’m so very fucking sorry Harry. I’m sorry that im such an embarrassment to you. I’m sorry that i felt the need to defend myself” i shook with anger. “The violence wasn’t necessary! You dont see me punching people when i get pissed off!” “Do you know how fucking hard it is when people make fun of you for being adopted.” He stared at me clearly having no answer. “No, you dont. So dont fucking lecture me on how i should react when you have no idea as to how it feels. I’ve grown up with this all through high school. Ive had to put up with the bullies, and im sick of it! It’s alright for you, your parents didn’t abandon you did they!” He didn’t even reply. “You know what fuck this Harry. I’m going. I’ll make sure nobody sees me leave, you know because im such an embarrassment to you” and those were my last words before walking out of the door.


Stepping out of the bath i wrapped my silk robe around me and walked into my bedroom. Today had been a disaster. Yes, i know own 20% of Styles’ enterprise, but me and Harry have had a huge fall out, i’ve probably broken Scarlett’s nose, and to be quite honest, i feel like crawling in a ball and never leaving my bed ever again.

Checking my phone, i noticed i had seven missed calls off Harry and 3 voicemails. I’m not even going to bother listening to them. He’s made his feelings very clear.

Harrys POV

Y/N hasn’t answered the phone again. I’m at my witts end. I dont even know if shes arrived home safely or not. The wheels of my black matte range rover span off the drive as i began my journey to her house.

I need to see her.

I love her so so much. Yes, i normally use girls for sex. Most of them are gold diggers anyway, but not y/n. She’s something different. Shes the one for me. And now that shes part of the company we have no reason not to be together.

Yes i was angry at first, but only because she didn’t inform me of what was going on. She went behind my back and made a deal that involved me. But that doesn’t matter now. What matters is us getting through this. 

I pulled up outside her place and speed walked towards her front door. I knocked on the door not really expecting an answer. To my surprise she opened the door looking like a vulnerable little child. The hurt in her eyes was evident.

“What now Harry?” she whispered with her lip quivering. “Please, just let me come in, we need to talk.” I pushed on the door with my muscular arms whilst she stepped back to let me enter. I shut the door behind me and turned to face her small petite frame.

“Look, i’m so sorry kitten” i apologised. “So you keep saying” she replied before turning to walk away from me. Sitting on the sofa she resumed with what she was watching. I walked over to where she was sat and put the sky box on pause. “Just hear me out okay. I’m sorry for not sticking up for you, but it was all a shock, and i can’t be seen to be condoning violence. I’ve just never seen that side to you kitten”

“Yeah well that’s who i am Harry”

“I know and i accept that. This business deal can only bring us closer. We can manage Styles’ enterprise together, me and you as a couple” i beamed as her eyes lit up. She turned her head towards me and smiled. “You want us to be together?” she asked. “More than anything baby. Your the one okay.. yes i used to play girls and use them but those days are over. You’ve changed me beautiful. You’ve made me a better person, and my life wouldn’t be the same without you.” 

She smiled causing dimples to form on her small angelic face. “So, will you be my girlfriend? Pretty please” i smiled whilst taking hold of her small hand. She nodded like an energetic little girl. “I’d love too Harry” she smiled whilst wrapping her arms around my neck and giving me a big cuddle. I held her tightly to my chest. Now that shes mine i’m never going to let go of her.

“I’m so happy right now” she beamed. “Me too baby” i replied whilst she traced the outlines of my tattoos with her fingers. “I love this casual look on you too” she whispered. “You just love to see my big muscly arms dont you kitten” i laughed. “Maybe” she smirked back, a smirk which soon turned into a giggle.

Everything was going exceptionally well until my phone buzzed. Pulling it out of my pocket i looked at my phone screen.

Scarlett: I’m going straight the police to press charges against that lovely little slut of yours… unless you agree to give me a fee to keep my mouth shut. The choice is yours, Mr Styles. xo

Just when you think that stupid cow is out of the picture she strikes again. Will this woman ever leave me alone?!

KITTEN TURNED INTO A BIG LIONESS… really hope this was worth the wait guys, i know a lot of you have been excited for it but its finally here! Please leave me feedback, it makes me smile when you lot say nice things about my writing.. and like if you read as always. Message me if you have a request too!

Kirstie xx

Supernatural!5sos (Part 3)


Part 1

Part 2

Part 4/END


I tighten my grip on Luke.

”Luke, somebody’s in the doorway.” I say with a shaky voice.

He lets go of me and stands up with his pitch black eyes glaring at the unknown strangers.

“Show yourselves.” Luke growls

The figures laugh and step into the light in the room. The 3 beings that I once weren’t able to recognize are actually three boys, one with dirty blond hair and  glowing golden eyes. Another boy with pale skin and black hair, his eyes a light shade of green with a red ring around the pupil. The last boy is tan and looks absolutely normal, but I doubt he is.

“Oh, its just you guys.” Luke says, his tough demeanor being replaced with relief.

The pale boy lets out a laugh as they all walk into the room and sit down.

“See ya’ got yourself some company Lukey!” The dirty blond boy says, patting Luke on the head.

“Ya, I do have company.. So if you don’t mind leaving?” Luke says in an annoyed tone.

“Oh but we just got here! So why don’t you introduce us to your lady friend.” The tan boy says with a smirk.

“It was a rhetorical question…” Luke says pinching the bridge of his nose and leaning back on the couch.

I let out a little laugh and bring my knees up to my chest. Luke places his arm around me and buries his face in my shoulder. He stands up and starts to introduce me to his friends, Calum, Ashton and Michael.

We all talked and got to know each other a bit. Through out the conversation Ashton was being a bit flirty, sending me winks and sitting next to so he could place his hand on my knee a couple times…But I just past it off as how he acted around everybody.

Luke gave Ashton a few death glares with his black demon eyes through out the chit chat. I felt a vibration coming from my pocket, I reach into my pocket and pull out my phone to see a text from Liam…

Liam: Where are you?

I didn’t realize that ive been with Luke for the whole school day…

You: Im so sorry, I lost track of time.. I meet you at the front of the school soon!

Liam: Where. Are. You?!

You: I’ll explain at my place, just stay put and I’ll see you soon…

I say goodbye to Luke and his friends, but before I leave Luke pulls me down for a quick peck on the lips. I give him a smile and walk back to the school, where a pissed looking Liam is waiting for me.

“Hey!” I say to him

“Where the fuck have you been!?”

“I’ll tell you at my place ok.” I say, walking over to his truck.


Liam and I got home in about 20 minutes, the car ride was filled with silence until I turned on the radio for some type of noise to make the drive less awkward.

We decided to watch a movie and of coarse, what would that movie be? Mean Girls… We cuddle on the couch, I as the small spoon and Liam holding me by the waist with his arm. By the middle of the movie Liam sat up and paused it, he turned to face me and I turned to face him.

“Tell me..”Liam said in a serious tone

“Tell you what?”

“You know exactly what I want you to tell me.”


I looked down at my lap so I didn’t have to meet his accusing gaze.

“I was with Luke..” i mumbled

“You were what?”
“I-I was with Luke!” I say louder

“What the actual fuck were you thinking Y/N?!”

“He isn’t that bad!”

“He isn’t that bad!? Are you fucking kidding me! If only you knew what he really is!”

“I know what he is! He’s a cambion, he explained it!”

“Then you would know that he’s not to be trusted!”

“You’re just protective because you love me!” I say making Liam look up at me in shock.

“H-how do-”I interrupt him..
“Luke told me..”

“That son of a bitch is trying to manipulate you Y/N! Yes I love you, but I have to protect you from harm..”

“He is kind and he wouldn’t hurt me!”

“How would you know that? What he is, his kind trick innocent girls like you!”

“He’s different…”

“Ya..He’s different alright.” Liam says while he gets up, grabs his things and leaves.

I let out a little scream in frustration, grabbing and pulling at my hair. I decide to walk it off for a while at the train tracks… I grab my jacket and put on my shoes so I can walk to the train tracks. 

The train tracks are a quick walk from my house, I always walked around there when I needed to cool down. It was quiet because the trains stopped running years ago, and nobody would go there because it wasn’t really a fun place.

I walk along the tracks and end up crossing the train bridge, its quite a long bridge so it took a couple minutes for me to even get to the middle of it.

I continue my walk along the train bridge, when I start to feel the the tracks shake. ‘What the hell?’.. I look ahead and see a bright light coming straight toward me. ‘OH SHIT!’. I start to run back to get out of the way from the on coming train. I look over my shoulder and see it is only a couple inches from me and that’s when I feel a sharp pain hit my body and see nothing but black and a bright light…


‘‘Where am I?’’ I ask myself.

“You’re dead sweetheart..” A soft voice says

I look around and see nothing but clouds and light… I look at my clothes and see im wearing a white flowing dress and- ‘Oh my god.. Do I have wings?’…

I suddenly myself lift up and look at my white wings to see them flapping up and down, lifting me up in the air. I let out a laugh and stop moving my wings so I can get back to the “ground”. 

“Im dead.” I ask, feeling an overwhelming amount of fear and nervousness.

“Yes dear, you’re and angel now..”

“But what about Liam? What about Luke?”

“You’re friends will be attending your funeral today… Thats the reason you’re now awake.”

“My funeral?”

“Yes.. Do you want to watch?’’

“May I..”

The voice is now a figure of an angel, she reaches out to touch her fingers on my forehead. When she touches my forehead, a blast of light and a cold wind hit me.. Im in the towns graveyard, my family and friend all surrounding a coffin, some in tears and some standing with their heads down. My mother crying on my fathers shoulder . I look over and see Liam, he looks at the- my coffin with no expression, just a single tear falling down his cheek.. I look around and notice a figure lurking in the shadows under the trees, I walk over and am meet with the sight of Luke, his head down and tears falling freely from his eyes. I reach out to touch his cheek, I expect my hand to slip through him but instead, I actually touch him. He looks up from the contact and meets my gaze, his once sad demeanor changing into one of shock. He reaches out to wrap his arms around me, he grabs me and pulls me close to him for a kiss. He leans in as do I , but when our lips meet Luke lets out a yelp in pain. I look at him and see his lips look as if hes been burned. I let go of him and take a few steps back, afraid of hurting him again. Luke reaches out for me as if he never wants me to be out of his grasp. But I make sure to stay away from his touch, because I know that if I get close to him Ill want to kiss him and that will hurt him. 

I feel a hit of cold air and a bright light flash in front of my eyes. I see that Im back in the clouds, and the angel is in front of me.

“Will I ever be able to see them again?” I ask



“You can right now, but we need to explain so rules.”

I nod.

“You are in love with a creature of the dark, I know that when you are down there you will want to be with him. But there are 2 ways for you to be down there, and one will allow you to be with Luke and the other will allow you to have eternal life. If you choose Luke there may be some difficulties to behold, but if you choose eternal will be as you are now.”

“I choose Luke.”

“Alright then, you have to go to the one that will allow you to be with him.”

“Who will that be?”

“The devil himself..”


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Lazy Days

daisy chains

so it’s been a few days and I left you all with angst last time, so how about some fluff? and let’s be real, who isn’t dying to see nalu in flower crowns/making daisy chains? 

Natsu’s nose scrunched as he began to wake, stretching his arms high over his head as he yawned. The afternoon sun was warm on his cheeks, but made his vision a little blurry as he tried to focus on the blonde beside him.

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