it gets a laugh out of my everytime

dumb tododeku ideas ive thought about

  • todoroki enjoys hanging out in midoriya’s dorm, and prefers to spend most of his time in there
  • and he’s like “hey izuku, can we study in your room?” and midoriya is so enthusiastic and hes like “yeah! we can study!” 
  • but instead of studying like he asked to, todoroki decides to fuckn take a nap on midoriya’s bed
  • then usually midoriya doesnt even end up studying himself, so he’ll take a nap with todoroki too, or he’ll just browse through his phone
  • todoroki is a total blanket hogger, and midoriya doesnt understand why. “shouto.. u can regulate ur own body temperature.. why must u steal my blankets. im cold”
  • though 100% of the time, midoriya squeezes his way into todoroki’s blanket burrito. its super Cozy.
  • todoroki is actually really ticklish. and midoriya accidentally finds this out when he pokes his side to get his attention and is met with a loud squawk 
  • midoriya likes to poke his sides at random times because he finds the noise hilarious. (todoroki doesnt enjoy it, but he bears with it since he enjoys midoriya’s laugh)
  • though in return, when todoroki wants midoriya’s attention, he just sticks his cold hand under his shirt. (it causes midoriya to yelp each and everytime he does this)
  • in the common room, todoroki and midoriya Will take up the entire couch just to cuddle and wont let anyone else sit there with them. (midoriya feels a bit guilty doing this, but todoroki is just like ‘‘no. go sit on the floor’’)
  • before they started dating, they were pining after each other for a whole year. and also, were both totally clueless. 
  • and their classmates thought they were dating before they even officially started dating.
  • like, ‘’’””what do u mean theyre not dating yet? todoroki was totally sleeping on midoriya. they were practically holding hands. they keep hugging each other?? and hanging out in each others rooms?? they go out to lunch together every weekend? and theyre not boyfriends? bullshit’’’”
Don’t Fight This, Don’t Fight Us- Harry Hook x Reader

Originally posted by seaside-stars

A/n I am going to try to finish up and couple more request today but I am not sure if I will be able to get to it. Thank you for all the request, feels great to get them.

Request/Summary: Can you please do an imagine of Harry Hook where Harry gets brought to Auradon and you are TinkerBells daughter but when u look into his eyes u guys fall in love & you go home to tell ur mom but she gets mad so you decide to avoid your feelings for Harry but he pushes it. You can chose ur ending if it doesn’t make sense (:

Warnings: None

“Thank you again for doing this y/n,” My best friend Ben whispered to me as the limo carrying the kids from the Isle pulled up. I gave him a small smile and nod.

“No problem,” I whispered back. The limo driver hopped out and opened the door. Out stepped a girl with teal hair, a boy with blonde hair, and another boy with brown hair. I looked them up and down and notice the hook the brown haired boy carried. That could only mean one thing.

He was Captain James Hook’s son.

The smile I had on my face fell slightly as I looked over to Ben.

“Hello guys, welcome to Auradon,” He said with a huge grin on his face. He must have sensed my discomfort as he looked over at me with a worried expression. I simply turned back to the three of them and made eye contact with Hooks son. All the fear I had felt from being around him went away when I looked into his beautiful eyes. He smirked at me and I immediately ripped my gaze away from his blushing. I looked at the other two kids and saw them staring at me, Ben noticed this too.

“This is Y/n Bell. She will be showing you guys around the school and answering any questions you have. Y/n This is Uma, Gil, and Harry,” Ben pointed to them when he said there names. I gave them all friendly smiles but quickly returned my attention to Ben as a guard came up and whispered something into Ben’s ear.

“I am sorry but I have to go but I am leaving you in good hands,” He said as he started walking off. I grabbed his hand and pulled him so our backs were facing the three.

“Ben you can’t leave me with them, I thought you were going to stay with us during the tour,” I said in a panicked tone. Ben laughed at me and patted my back.

“You will be fine, besides what could go wrong,” He asked as he left me behind with them. After a few seconds I turned around with a forced smile. I didn’t have a problem with them it was just that Harry kid made me want to melt when I looked at him.

“Well why don’t we start the tour,” I asked them with fake excitement. They all mumbled their agreement and we started the tour. As I walked them around the school Harry kept making flirty comments. Gil would laugh at them and Uma would scold him but would end up laughing. I would turn as red as the jacket he was wearing. After a long hour of being a blushing mess I finished the tour.

“That is pretty much it, if you guys have any questions then feel free to ask me. If you can’t find me I am sure someone else will happily answer them,” I finished feeling slightly relieved. I watched as Uma and Gil walked away to their dorms but Harry stayed behind.

“So, you’re a Bell,” He asked me. I nodded my head.

“I hope you don’t have anything against me because of my father,” He said after a while.

“You’re not your father, I don’t have anything to hold against you,” I told him. That made him smile.

“I like you lass, do you want to go out sometime,” He asked me with no trace of fear. 

“L-Like a d-date,” I stuttered out, shocked that he would want to go on a date with Tinker Bells daughter.

“Yeah, a date,” He said a little uneasy. I smiled at him.

“Sure, why not. I have to be going though, my mom is expecting me. Just tell me tomorrow when you want to go,” I told him as I turned to leave.

~At Your House~

“I will not let you see that boy,” My mom yelled at me. We had been arguing for hours just because I wanted to go on a date with Harry.

“Mom he is not his father, why can’t you just let me be happy,” I screamed back.

“Honey, I want you to be happy. That is why you shouldn’t be with that Hook boy. He is bad news,” She said in a tad bit quieter tone.

“Mom you don’t even know him,” I shot back.

“You are never going to talk to that boy again and that is final. Do you understand me,” She snapped back. 

“Yes ma’am,” I mumbled back stomping up to my room. It wasn’t fair, if I liked the boy then why couldn’t I go on a date with him. It’s not like I was marrying him. What was the harm in it? I mean he wasn’t like his father was he was he? He lived on the Isle though which means he is a villain and I have heard some rumors about him before he even got here. Maybe my mom was right, I just need to push my feelings aside and everything will be fine. I soon fell into a deep sleep thinking about Harry.

I walked down the halls of Auradon when I spotted Harry. When he saw me a huge grin spread across his face and he waved at me. I quickly turned around and walked the other way. I felt horrible for doing it but I had too. It was for the best. I quickly walked to my first block class, having to take the longer route so I wouldn’t have to walk passed Harry.

I had successfully avoided Harry all day. He had tried to talk to me but when every he did I would make up an excuse as to why I couldn’t talk or just act like I didn’t hear him. It was the end of the day and I was walking with Ben.

“I just don’t get why you are avoiding him. I know you like him,” He said as we walked.

“Ben you know that my mom doesn’t want me talking to him. Plus he is no good, I mean you have heard the rumors about him,” I tried to reason with him.

“Yes but as you said they are rumors. That doesn’t mean they are true. Oh look who is coming,” Ben stated with a smug smile. I quickly turned to him with a look of panic.

“Well I should be going,” He said as he turned to go. i quickly grabbed his arm making him stop.

“You can’t leave me with him. I will do anything,” I begged him which only caused him to laugh.

“Sorry but I things to do. You’ll thank me later,” He laughed out as he walked away leaving me behind with a sour look on my face.

“Hey,” I heard Harry nervously say.

“Hi Harry,” I said back with no emotion. I practically could feel the uneasiness radiating off his body.

“Why have you been avoiding me,” He asked.

“I haven’t been avoiding you,” I quickly denied.

“Then why is it everytime I call your name you turn away from me and walk away or when I actually get to talk to you, you come up with a reason to leave,” He questioned me.

“I just don’t want to talk to you,” I bitterly stated. It came out way colder than I intended but it was easier this way.

“What do you mean you don’t want to talk to me? You can’t tell me you feel nothing for me,” His voice was full of hurt. I stayed silent, knowing my voice would betray me. He took a few steps forward but I stepped back and help my hands out infront of me.

“Harry please,” I stammered out. Even though I wanted to hug him and tell him I was sorry but I couldn’t. 

“We just won’t work out if we did start dating so what is the point?”

“How do you know that? Y/n we could make it work, don’t fight this. Don’t fight us,” He pleaded. 

“Harry,” I sighed out.

“Please, just give it a chance. I may not know much about love but I know whatever I feel when I am around you is more than a friendly feel,” He said as he caressed my cheek with his hook.

“I want to, I really do but I just can’t. My mom-,” I started but got cut-off by him.

“Your mom doesn’t control your like y/n. You get to chose who you spend it with,” He said. He was right, she couldn’t decided who I wanted to be with. That was all up to me. 

“You’re right, she doesn’t control how I feel. Harry, I want to give this a chance,” I said with a smile. He returned the smile and pulled me into a hug.

“You won’t regret this Y/n.”

A/n I am sorry if this isn’t what you had in mind. I don’t know how I feel about this one but I hope you kind of liked it.

What I love about Seth MacFarlane: A summary

(Some of these gifs aren’t mine)

Was a cutie as a kid:

Was a cutie as a teen:

Still a cutie:

Has a glamourous laugh:


I feel like the sun is shining out of my ass everytime he laughs:


The faces he makes for his characters:

Dat hair tho:

Gets drunk and laughs about his own jokes:

Gets drunk and laughs about other peolpe’s jokes:

Gets drunk:

Dat arms damn son:

Loves cats:

The tongue thing:

The fact that this skit happened:

Is a ‘Back to the Future’ fan:

This look:

Is a ‘Star Wars’ fan:

Is a ‘Star Trek’ fan:

Doesn’t take himself too seriously:

Rocks a cowboy outfit:      (The ‘I love you’ is giving me life)

Also this scene:

Is a dork:

Is a Broadway fan:

Appreciates a good orchestra:

Plays the piano:

Knows how to perform:

And whatever the hell this is:

Which leads me toooo: 

Am I wrong for liking this??:

Can Tries to dance:

Casual as it gets:


Hosted the Oscars like damn can you be any more attractive??: 

Roasted Donald Trump:

By the way I want to have this woman’s job:

Okay but why didn’t I know this existed??:

Actual footage of me meeting Seth MacFarlane:

And this:


Feel free to add. I know there is much more to include, but time is a b*tch. I have faith in y’all.

BTS When They Get Hit On By Another Girl *On Tour

Being a part of a kpop boyband that is taking over the world is not easy. Especially when it means the occasional hit-on by randomly girls with no limits, whenever you’re not around.

“Mind taking care of me tonight?”

Being dragged to an afterparty when he’d much rather be Face-timing with you tonight - irked him a bit, but you did insist he have fun with the boy. He looks over at the girl, that said the comment.
“Well I know it’s hard to resist” he says laughing, but then turns serious in a matter of seconds “But i have a girlfriend that I like.”
“She’s not around”
“Yeah she’s right over there” he points at a random position, “Go find someone else to take care of you. i already have someone”

Originally posted by je0n

“I dont see you around here often, must be my lucky day”

He curses at himself for not being his headphones into the convientet store. He wasn’t used to getting hit on, especially since everytime he went out it was either with you or one of the boys.
“Is that all you’ll be needing?” he hears a slight pout from her, causing him to miss your pouts.
“From you - yes.” He says taking the bag

Originally posted by imonaworldtour

“I think I’d learn the dance better if you showed me with your hands”

Hoseok mouth would form into a frown automatically, confused at the suggestion, “No - I don’t think it’s that. I think you just need more practice with another person that’s not me.”

Originally posted by sosjimin

“I really love your hair color”

The girl reached up to touch his hair, but he quickly maneuvered his way out of it. “It’s just a color” he says shrugging off the jumpiness he feels.
“It’s my ne favorite color, then”
“Urm right” he takes out his phone, “Oh i should really call my girlfriend and check up on her.”

Originally posted by slapmon

“You have really nice thighs”

One of the background staff in an international interview kept finding the time and space to be alone with him. He usually dealt with it directly
“Oh thank you, my girlfiend thinks so too”

Originally posted by kimthehyung

“Oh I have that app on my phone too”

He looks over to find the girl leaning uncomfrtably close to him to look at his phone. He puts it away as he tries sitting up. He was waiting for his order to come in
“Yeah, It’s alrught” he says, trying to see if his order would be out anytime soon.
“So, how long will you be staying here? maybe we can meet up?”
“I’m here for work not anything else - you can see me in concert if you want, but i think we sold out. Look my order ready.”

Originally posted by herthealbum

“Y/n’s in a different country, you know”

Jungkook raises his eyebrow at what the girl is suggesting. “Yup”
“You know I can help with that.” Just as the girl start to lean in, Jungkook stands up form his seat
“I don’t think you can.” He speed walks out of the room.

Originally posted by ken-z-the-aesthetic-queen



Celebrating your birthday with Tom Holland...

Originally posted by tomhollandhollaatme

A/N: Shout out to my baby girl Izzy, who turned 18 yesterday! Happy birthday, sweetie, hope you’re still having the best time ever ♥ xx

  • Tom is such a sweetheart, so of course he tries to make your birthday a special day for you
  • He shows up at your place by morning, jumping on you and hugging the life out of you
  • He kisses your whole face while you beg him to stop because hey, you just woke up
  • But guess what? He doesn’t fucking mind
  • Tom gives you a little but nice gift
  • You know, just something that you can wear all day long, like a bracelet or a necklace
  • But he says that the real gift will “be delivered tomorrow”
  • Then, he takes you out to have breakfast with him
  • You choose the place, of course - and he doesn’t let you pay for anything
  • “Okay, I can afford my own food, Thomas”
  • “Who said you can’t?”
  • He spends the whole day with you
  • First, he walks around the city with you doing whatever you want, from shopping to just eating a lot in different places
  • When you decide it’s enough, he takes you back to your place
  • Where the two of you ends up making out on the couch
  • He’s there beside you making you laugh everytime someone calls you to wish you happy birthday
  • And he only gets quiet when the person who’s calling you is from your family
  • But the thing is, regardless of how good Tom is, he’s also a bit of a idiot who can’t keep secrets at all
  • So through the day, you find him replying people on his phone, and being like “shit, why can’t you go?”
  • “Go where, Tom?”
  • “What?”
  • And it’s so obvious that he’s planning something but you don’t say a thing because you don’t want him to think he’s ruining the surprise
  • When the night comes, Tom tells you to get ready because he gotta take you somewhere
  • He helps you to choose what you’re gonna wear
  • Which doesn’t actually help, because everytime you try an outfit he’s like “this is definitely the one, babe!!!”
  • When both of you are finally ready and looking stunning, he drives you to the place
  • Ends up he takes you to a club, where all of your and a few of his friends are waiting for you
  • You party with them all night, laughing your ass off when their drunk asses starts to sing a messy version of happy birthday
  • By the end of the night, you’re hugged with Tom, laughing at some stupid joke Harrison told you while your boyfriend keeps whispering “I love you” on your ear

(okay but I need to say it out loud just once because I just can’t help and I’m thinking about this until the Day 1 we saw Harry playing his guitar and I always want to laugh so i need to get this out of my mind once for good) :

the way he’s holding his guitar very high and the neck so raised up, I always think he’s suddenly gonna stop his song in the middle and play some flamenco music instead.

anonymous asked:

Here's a sad Sonamy AU: Years later, Amy has move on from Sonic and only sees him as a close friend. While he just does his own thing, he ends up falling for her, but nobody knows this and he fakes his way through. He helps Amy and she ends up marrying, He's sad but still can pull off a smile. She asks him to dance but he despises slow dances, she offers to teach him and he gives up. Some blushy moments later and he accidently confesses his love for her. What's next is up to you. ;) (Not Boom)

(x) Thank you to @mangaanonymous for her amazing preview image! :D You are amazing! And a great friend :’)

AU Prompt:

It all started when she turned 18…

I was off doing my own thing, you know, fighting Eggman’s old butt-tastic schemes again, only to notice her face on billboards and signs a lot.

That was the first time I found out she was the ‘logo girl’ for some candy brand.

I wasn’t much into sweets, but I found myself buying some anyway. I don’t know, support her maybe?

Then she wrote a book. A pretty decent book too, I might add. I don’t really know where it started, but while reading the book, I tended to find myself buying more candy.

Amy wanted to see me a lot, but I never knew how to make time for her. I wasn’t that I couldn’t, I just didn’t know if I should…

She started seeing him around a year later…

I felt awkward being around her after that. We had one smoothie and admired an old favorite spot of ours together- One where we first hung out so many years ago.

But then… her smile started to change. She was less girly and more womanly. I didn’t like that, the change anyway. But Amy was Amy, and as long as she was happy with whatever his face was, then so be-

Then I heard he proposed.

I think that’s when I started seeing her more. I couldn’t help it. I got… jumpy? I followed her to work, talked with her down the avenue of the rich places she was staying at for some signing deals. You know, the fancy gigs where people come and want your autograph? I wasn’t sure why. How big was Amy at that point?

Then she called. I kinda was thrilled, to be honest… Tails said this was my last chance, whatever that means. She had told the guy to wait on her, that she needed to think about it… I wasn’t gonna let her think long.

She wanted to write a biography of my life. What?

I thought you were gonna confess you’re undying devotion to me… I didn’t want to sound arrogant, but I guess I did. I was expecting her to want me back or something.

That whole interview, I was… well… salty.

I crossed my arms, my legs, even my teeth crossed the other in agitation at her strictly focusing on the details of my life.

Then it hit me.

“..Um.. this is where I come into your life… isn’t it?”

It was almost sweet the way she paused.

My eyes widened, and I straightened up, looking up as I began to think it through. “Oh, yeah..” I had no idea where we were in the conversation, too fixated on the picture of her and this new guy she’d been seeing. “I guess it was.”

“Ehem.” she fidgeted, moving her tight pencil skirt to the side along with her long legs over like a professional. What happened to her acting like a princess?

“I.. I would understand if you don’t want to answer this.”

“I’ll answer it.” I really wanted too.

“Do.. excuse me, but-”

“Not so formal, Amy. Geez.” I slightly mocked her, starting to relax more.

This was my last chance.

Tails’s words never rang so profoundly deep in me before, but I was trying to relax back in the chair, play it off that I wasn’t nervous.

“Well,… could you recount that time? What impact my friendship had on your life?”

That night I was tossing and turning, hitting barks of trees and scaring little critters from their homes. I couldn’t help it. I knew I blew it. I acted cool. I tried to be smooth- but the second I tried to go deeper… tell her how I was feeling about then to now… I just choked.

I… I let her go.

She was married the following May. What’s with May? Spring is always a good time for anything, but she had constantly- no, BEGGED me for a June wedding. Something about June making you a bride forever or something.

Did she not want to be a bride forever now?

Now I can’t help but smile at her picture on streets or postboards. Can’t help but grin at seeing her in her first movie. Can’t but let the sweet sorrow sink in when I see a robot wielding a hammer and know that Eggman misses her a bit too, in his own way.

Knuckles constantly says he misses her energy, that it’s too quiet now that she never visits him or the chao with picnics. I remember spontaneous picnics… Amy would try to hand feed me, and it always made me uncomfortable. But for some reason, I wouldn’t mind her hand lifting up with her mouth slightly dropping in hopes I would let her do something for me. That makes a sad smile too.

Or when Tails mentions Amy hasn’t spoken to him for a while, but he still gets a new book edition free from her agency. He told me the romantic scenes made him laugh, cause he knew she still pined for me. I didn’t know if he said that to trigger me out of my fake persona or was trying to make me feel better, knowing I would fake-it-till-I-made-it everytime someone mentioned her name.

What really bites is that I can’t seem to help but want to run out and still fight for her.

But what’s left to fight for? That rich dude’s got spontaneous picnics, hugs, affection 24/7. He’s living a life with what most would suggest is the perfect wife. But the second a news channel mentioned a possible baby I smashed Tails’s t.v… I never really knew why I spin-dashed so hard into it.

Tails says it could be that I don’t want it to be permanent. And a baby would mean Amy isn’t coming back to me. To me?

I just wanted Amy back. Whether this was love or not, I wondered if I should have bought that first candy. I wonder if it would have made a difference to tear down all the billboards, all the posters, smack any man that looked at her funny from the signs, but that really would be crazy.

I wondered if I was going crazy…

Missing Amy Rose…

I missed her so much.

It’s like that feeling when something in your life goes off course, makes you stumble, almost unable to fully remain calm anymore. A nagging in the back of your mind that things could be better if you had that one thing…

Tails says If there is a baby, I needed to really step away.

Tails says a lot of things.

Can you really miss someone so much that your dreams start replaying the past?

But I acted differently in my dreams. I held her back. I put my arm around her more. I was confident when alone, and strode with a proud look of certainty when she came running for me… and I went to her.

I hated sleeping.

That wasn’t normal.

Hehe, who knew, eh?

The one girl that was always a no-brainer, a dead give away, would end up falling out of orbit and running off to do her own thing… and leave me behind.

Destiny, she called it.

Was that what this was? I felt guilty for some reason. And… strangely upset.

I tried to not go into town anymore, Eggman said I needed to chin-up, whatever that means. But it worried me that he could tell something was off with me too…

Maybe it was the lack of sleep.

Then I get a call from Vanilla, telling me Amy has invited everyone to a big ball event for some red carpet treat.

How big was Amy again?

Her husba-…ugh.

Her dude friend was paying all expenses, and apparently, leaving for some hotshot gig somewhere fancy.

Amy wanted me to come.

I came.

With the most itchiest and tight suit that Tails could find for me. Rented. Of course, it was rented. I wasn’t gonna take any money from Mr. Fancypants, that’s for sure.

Then I saw her.

Beneath the sweat from my new clothes, and the warmth of the lights, the intoxicating aroma of high-society, Amy walked in with a bright pink dress, sparkly and addicting.

I couldn’t take my eyes off her and mentally cursed for myself for not being able to.

Amy was a woman now, years had gone by and she had transformed herself into something jaw-dropping. But my mouth remained shut as Fort Knox.


I gazed at her while I strode aimlessly through the crowd of dancers.


She would float along the crowd, a beautiful smile, but not her true smile, I knew better. She was wearing her ‘enjoying but mellow about it’ smile… not my favorite, but a pleasant one at most.

Her eyes were bright with the glasses of drinks all toasting up around her, teeth as white as snow, and her dress flaring up at the ends as she pranced up to her friends and would gently touch their arms in welcome.

Then she turned to see me, and the world shut us out.

Sounds were cut from their strings.

Time halted and stepped back to let her through.

I even saw light pause to admire her before trailing on in its course.

My dreams were flooding the gates of my emerald eyes, and memories of a small, pretty young girl jumping into my arms flinched an impulse to catch her before she fell.

But she wasn’t running to embrace me.

Not this time…


Her voice!

Good heaven! Did she swallow an angel’s music box!?

What happened to squeaky and high-pitched?

Chaos, help me. I thought the movies exaggerated it.

It was deeper, fully matured, and rolled with a tumble that caught the ears of men into an endless loop as it repeated slower and slower in their minds…

“I’m so happy you finally made it!” she grinned, there it was… a smile I’d missed so much. But it faded when I didn’t reply fast enough.

Did she take my silence the wrong way?

“I-um…” to be honest, I didn’t know what to say.

I dream of you! I don’t buy your candy anymore! Or your books!

That wasn’t really what you should say in moments like these…


I already lost my last chance.

I looked away then, I hadn’t fully realized till she was standing right in front of me but…

I had lost everything.

Even my fame was fleeting.

She looked longingly sorrowful to me, as if worried before she turned to the music and instinctively smiled, getting a crazy idea.

That was the face anyway… for crazy ideas…

“Come dance with me!” she giggled, though, with a voice like that, it sounded flirtatious.

She wouldn’t be flirting with me anymore…

She swayed her body back and forth, before extending her arm out, pressuring me on.

I stared… wanting too.

“I don’t do slow dances.” but I only folded my arms when another thought came to mind. “And besides… You’re a married woman now.”

“He knows I’m asking you to dance right now,” she stated, her head held high. “I told him specifically that at the stroke of midnight, the second slow dance, I was going to the dance with you.”

I didn’t know how to take this.

But my eyes shot down to her hands and my arms immediately unfolded.

“Just one?” I couldn’t believe what was happening…

“Em-hmm.” She nodded, pursing her lips in.

I took her hand,… and she led me to the dancing peacocks all in their colorful and silly arrays.

I felt awkward, but this meant I could…

I could hold her again.

We did dance, although with great difficulty as I knew nothing of dancing this waltz nonsense. But it was fun to twirl her, fun to hear her laughter again, and even better when she got dizzy and had to sit down once I picked up the dance move better.

“Haha! I figured I had to lead for a while but you pick up fast! haha!” We escaped to the balcony for fresh air.

I was enthralled. Not only was the fresh, cool air of the night now loosening my constricted muscles and lungs, but I had my old self back.

Amy just made me feel younger, I guess. More myself. My real heroic self again.

I wanted to do something crazy and stupid, tell her to come away with me, fly off into the night while I stole Knuckles’s emeralds, one more adventure.. just one more…

But I realized that wasn’t enough, I wanted more, and I wanted her to know what I was feeling.

Then, as I pivoted to say something stupid in the moment, I saw her grip her head.. and then her stomach.

My entire flighty being was silently resolved. My foolish, youthful smile faded. The red in my cheeks from the heat of the party was now cooled with the air of reality.

I looked away, “Sorry… I didn’t realize… I should have been more careful.”

“Huh?” She looked up, as if unsure of what I was referring too.

“…I mean, it’s been a while..” I kicked the sleek balcony floor beneath me, not wanting to talk about this further. “Congratulations… Amy.” I looked out spitefully into the darkness.

That’s when her smile faded and she stood up. “I’m not pregnant,” she concluded.

My head bounced on my shoulders, eyebrows rising.

“…We… we tried but…” she looked away, “I don’t think he can medically… I would have to use other means and… And I’m scared of that.” Amy held her sides with her arms, and I suddenly scolded myself for letting newscasters get the better of me.

“You’re not..?” I turned around, it was more tender than I wanted it to be, but she seemed thankful of that.

She shook her head to me, “No. I’m not.”

“…Ever?” I moved a little closer… something sparked. My face burned again, my arms twitched for her, and I couldn’t help but breath and think fast.

She seemed a little uncertain by my response and looked down and away. “Not by natural means… I don’t think so. He can’t. Anyway…”

I got excited! I couldn’t tell why!

“Amy!” my body moved on its own, right up next to her, my hands only seconds away from being able to hold her again… this time… maybe for longer.

“I… The answer! The real answer is-!”


“I-!!! That first time… you entered my life, I-!”

I … I had too.

“I was conflicted!” I gripped my chest, my heart was out of control. Something about this all seemed plausible, like Destiny was still on our side, although… I wasn’t sure if Amy saw it that way anymore or not.

“Becuase I didn’t know what it meant. I liked you, but I didn’t feel anything for you. Then I met you again and again. You caught me in your killer-hugs and chased me no matter where I went! I… I fell for that… Amy… and I felt betrayed when you left me for him.”

I ducked my head, eyes turning to coal, and mouth being locked in my swallow.

Her eyes shook, and I knew what I did was wrong.

“…Left you?” she gasped out.

I turned away, “Sorry. Forgive me. I didn’t mean to-”

She grabbed my hand, “You left first! You never were around anymore! I got so popular, thinking you would like someone who had the same fame as you. Someone who was a woman, not a child! I thought that I could all these things, make you notice me, forced to see me everywhere you went! You still never came… you still didn’t seem to care… so I … I found someone. I wanted you to tell me to stay, not to get married, not to be famous anymore! But you were happy… you said you were happy for me!”

I stopped her, gripping her arm and pulling myself towards her. “I never… said that.” My eyes showed the serious sincerity of that.

She started to tear up, dropping a little as her knees seemed to be giving out.

“You… You never said anything against it!”

“I never said anything at all!”


“Because I thought you wanted to live this way! You wanted to be rid of me! Of the way I lived my life!”

We both were a mess, falling to the ground and holding one another. Amy sobbed while I scanned the skies.

How could a miscommunication get this bad?

“…Do you love him?”

She gripped my shoulder and nodded as she squinted her eyes as shut as she could manage.

“…Do you still love me?”

She wept loudly.

The divorce never happened.

Because Amy’s husband never came back.

There was an accident and Amy was left with no explanation to why the limo driver pulled him off at a drug dealer’s mafia site.

Amy remarried though.

She had a couple of kids.

Never seemed to complain.

And honestly?

Neither did I.

Haikyuu!! Fic Rec #1

So a lot of people have asked me for fic recs and good fics to read so here you go!  This is part 1 of *insert random number here because i have no idea* so here we go!

Oh Captains My Captains by medeadea
Summary: The captains and vice captains of the Tokyo training camp come together for some nightly shenanigans and competition. It gets out of hand quickly.
Thoughts: this fic was absolutely hilarious and i can reread it again and again for a good laugh everytime!  The captains (AND VICE CAPTAINS) all together is incredible.

the truth is out there by shizuoh

“I work at NASA,” Hajime said, setting down his coffee.
Oikawa immediately jumped up and slammed his palms against the table. “I’ll suck your dick if you tell me about the aliens.”
Thoughts: an iwaoi ‘never met before’ fic that is another hilarious, fabulous read!!

Losing That Moment by Crollalanza
There was a vague feeling of wonder about it all, of disbelief – not only that they’d lost, but that their Captain, Bokuto Koutarou, was taking it so well.  (Too fucking well. He heard Konoha say later.)  Fukurodani didn’t get to Nationals. Their story was done. And Bokuto has no idea what to do next.
Then he receives a text from a most unlikely source…
Thoughts: Angsty but so… so good.  It really embodies the whole “losing” experience.

the one with the nipple piercings and the hip tattoo by rarepairenabler
Scowling a little, Ryuu follows Noya’s gaze to his chest where he finds a silver bar peeking out from the puffed up nub of both of his nipples and—holy fuck.
“I didn’t,” Ryuu says in disbelief, eyes wide because he wouldn’t.
“You did,” Noya replies with thinly veiled glee. “God, what the hell happened last night?”
OR University AU where Noya and Ryuu deal with the aftermath of their drunken shenanigans
Thoughts: did i hear TanaNoya??  I think i did.  This one IS SO JUICY YOOOO so good much love for this ship

Despite the Warning Signs by NatRoze

Summary: “War,” Suga says, quite cordially. “This means war.”
Or, the one where Tendou and Suga end up roommates in college and immediately engage each other in dorm room prank combat. Romantically.

Never Fly on One Wing by Maiuzan
23k+, Multi-Chapter (Completed)
‘This was not what Koutarou had planned out for his evening. Yet here he was, sweating, scratches on his arm, and a shaking cardboard box in his lap.’
In which Bokuto rescues an owl.
Thoughts: tbh i haven’t finished this fic because i’ve gotten busy BUT IT IS SO GOOD AND CHARACTERIZES THEM SO WELL.  plus there is owls so who doesn’t love that?

Time by novocaine_sea
20k+, Multi-Chapter (Completed)
Daichi grabbed the phone and pressed it to his ear, “Hello?”
“Daichi,” Suga’s mother said immediately. Her voice was gentle but he could hear her breaking. This was definitely not good. “Daichi, Koushi’s been in an accident.”
He bolted out the door.
Thoughts: there’s angst, a lot of angst… did i mention angst?  It is SO amazing though holy COW I LOVE THIS FIC

The Trifecta by surveycorpsjean
28k+, Multi-Chapter (Completed)
It only took an ass grab, two black eyes, and a couple beers for them to realize how cute Terushima actually is.
So Kuroo tightens his grip around Bokuto and grins.
Because teasing is what he does best.
Thoughts: this was one of my first OT3 fics and wow it shows polyamory in a very good light and helps the reader understand the complexities of the relationship and it is wonderful.

~Until next time!

anonymous asked:

Your asexuality is invalid because asexuality doesnt exist. Ot shouldnt even be in the lgbtq community. Ace people arent ace, they're just people who are too disgusting to get fucked. You aren't ace, you're just someone who wants people to think you're unattainable by not wanting to get some dick. I hope you rot.

Listen here ole buddy,ole pal, normally I’d just delete this but since you caught me in a bad fucking mood I guess I gotta answer you to let off some steam.

You better be fucking reading this shit my pal, my dude, my little sweetheart, my satanic lil dipshit, I spent the rest of my childhood and early teenage years wondering why everyone was so into getting crushes and looking at dicks and vaginas everytime they got a chance too. I spent most of my life wondering why the FUCK anyone would watch porn (both in school and out of it) because I never knew what that shit was all about. I grew up buffering over a sex joke someone told and being treated like a baby when I said I didnt get it.

I spent my whole fucking life wondering why sex outside of making a child was so important. I spent my high school years awkwardly trying to fit in by fake laughing at sex jokes I couldn’t understand.

I never got sexually attracted to men, women, or anyone in between and when I mentioned that you know what they would do? They’d look at me like I was lying. They’d look at me as if I said the weirdest shit they’ve ever heard. They’d laugh and they’d INVALIDATE me. They would say that it’s just a PHASE. That the right person would come along and make me fucking moist down south.


Has never happened and it may never will.

I am ASEXUAL. I do not find anyone sexually attractive. I will not spread my legs to the first person who makes a sexual move on me.

I do not find anyone “fuckable”. And I am fucking happy with that.

So aphobe anon, I hope you a good life because honestly, if you find the time to attack me with this bs then you must live a very fucking shitty one…

Romance - Tommy Shelby

48 + 76 w/Tommy please!! I can’t wait to see what you come up with for this one!

From this prompt list:

48)  “I didn’t think you could get any less romantic…”

76)  “Please put your penis away.”

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“Tommy, I want go out, get something to eat, go dancing. Anything. Just us two,” I pout.

Tommy looks up from the work he’s doing and quirks an eyebrow.

“Dancing? You’re pregnant and you want to go dancing?”

“Right, well dancing may have been a stupid idea, but we can do something else.”

Tommy waves in the maid that’s hovering by the door with a tray of tea and she sets in on the desk. She offers me a cup but just the thought of milk makes me heave a little and Tommy catches me covering my mouth.

“See, you can’t even stand the thought of a cup of tea! We’re staying here. I’ll get the cooks to make something nice to eat.”

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Mark x Chubby!Reader

Originally posted by nakamotens

  • okay so to begin,,,, this is just my opinion buuuuuuut
  • i 100% see mark with a chubby gf/bf,,, like i feel like that’s what he’d go for? yknow?
  • n e wayzzzz
  • when he first saw you his eyes probably got all big and he did a double take bc
  • dayyyyyyyyyyyyyyum you look so good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  • like you filled out your jeans SO WELL and your legs looked so NICE and he was just
  • hearteyes!mark
  • probs started blushing bc hes a baby
  • ok so skip the whole meeting and shizz thing but,,,,,
  • when you guys began dating
  • he was 2 shy 2 be like
  • “hey my wonderful s/o you look amazing”
  • so he’d kinda just scratch his neck, lookd own @ his sneakers and go 
  • “you look ok today”
  • youd probs laugh and be like “HAHAHHAHAHA tHANKS” 
  • but as you get more comfortable and start showing eachother your feelings and insecurities he sees how you dont feel so gr8 about your body sometimes
  • so everytime you guys hug or cuddle or smthn he’ll try to make small comments that hopefully raise your self esteem like
  • “that shirts fits you really well!”
  • “you fill those jeans out well!”
  • “you look amazing y/n”
  • “wow ive been blessed by your looks today!”
  • but if they dont work for some reason, he will get more serious
  • and he’ll probably make those cuddle sessions turn into some dr. phil kinda shit like
  • “babe…. you know i love you. and with loving you that means i also love your body, mind, and soul. and even if you dont think so,,,, i believe all of those things are beautiful”
  • he wants you to be comfortable around him
  • bc if he knows you hate your body
  • he will probably feel insecure as well
  • insecure that he’s not being good enough to you
  • and that he’s not trying his best
  • overall he will make sure you are happy and continuing to stay healthy and probs even chubbier bc he loves you and your body!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  • as a chubby mark enthusiast, i cried making this bc i w a n t
Momma’s Boy Chapter 4

Prompt: A witch turns Liam into a toddler causing the reader and Scott to take care of him. (Requested)

Pairing: Liam Dunbar x Reader (platonic) , Scott McCall x Reader

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Hello, love bugs! 

Dan X Reader 

Warnings-Fluff, mentions of sex. This is mummy Ashley saying you should always pee after sex and even masturbation. You can thank me later ;)

I always write about the smut but never the after. 

The room had fallen quiet. Moments ago it was filled with the sounds of moans, name calling and cries of pleasure. Now the only thing that could be heard was the sound of both of you bringing your breathing back to normal. Your head felt heavy on the pillow as you reached for Dan’s hand. 

Putting his hand over your chest you could feel his soft finger pads on your hot skin.” How cheesy would it be if I said that this is how my heart feels everytime I’m with you.” Dan rolled over as he pressed a kiss to the spot his hand was just over. You could feel the little shivers under his lips. Your body was so sensitive to him.

“God you get mushy after sex.” You laughed as you rolled out of bed. It took everything in you to leave the warmth of the bed to go to the washroom. Picking up Dan’s disregarded boxers and your shirt you put on the cold clothing to make your way down the hall. “Please don’t tell me you just put my boxers on to go pee.” You nodded as you walked around the bed to Dan’s side. 

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Otayuri Movie Night Headcanons

- They rarely go to the cinema, preferring the quiet and secluded company of their apartments, so they can talk during the film. Plus,Yuri prefers to have blankets and snacks and his cat.

- Otabek may or may not turn down the heating so Yuri leans closer.

- Yuri usually picks the films; turns out he’s really in to bad action movies. But sometimes, Otabek picks. And when he does, it’s always a RomCom.

- What? He gets a kick out of seeing Yuri blush at the sappy, romantic parts.

- And hearing him laugh is always a bonus. 

- Yuri is adamant that he loves horror films and has no issue watching them and that they absolutely do not scare him. Otabek knows that they do, but agrees t watch them in the hope that Yuri will cuddle in to him.

- He does. Everytime.

Everyday (Brad Simpson Smut)

He’s just got to have you any time, any day.



I wake up, reaching to feel Brad but nothing. I open my eyes and see that he isn’t beside me. Strange. He normally stays in bed with me every morning. Maybe he had to get ready for work early. Although, his schedule has been free even after moving to our new apartment just two weeks ago. I check the time, it’s only 9 am.

I get out of bed to look for him. I check our bathroom and kitchen but no sign of Brad. I let out a sigh of relief as I spot his curly hair peeking from the couch.

“Hey, there you are”, I say as I walk towards him. My jaw drops as I take in the sight before me.

“I was waiting until you woke up. I was worried I’d be waiting forever then I’d have to cover up so I wouldn’t get cold.”

I just blinked at him. I was speechless. Never did I think I’d ever find my boyfriend in nothing but his birthday suit laying on the couch.

“Are you going to keep staring or are you going to join me?” he asks, breaking the silence.


“Not something you see everyday”, he laughs. “Here, I’ll help you out.” He stands up and starts undressing me. I shiver a little bit as I become fully naked. “Let me warm you up, babe.” He lies back down on the couch, motioning me to join him. His arms take me in, the warmth radiating off his body.

He leaves kisses on my body from my back to my shoulders then inching closer to my neck, my weak spot. As he gets closer I can feel my heartbeat increase. Goose bumps form and hairs rise as soon as his lips meet my neck. I let out a few moans from the feeling. It only took a couple of seconds before I could feel how hard he is.

I feel around for him then smirk to myself as I find what I was looking for. I take him into my free hand and begin pumping. He stops kissing my neck. “Fuck”, he curses under his breath. I keep going then stop.

I face him, looking straight into his eyes. “I want you right now Brad.”

“Anything for you.” He positions himself so he can enter me with ease. “Are you ready for me?” he whispers into my ear. His warm breath arousing me even more.

“Yes.” I feel him slip in. My mouth drops as he goes in all the way. He builds up a rhythmn, going a bit harder with every thrust. “Fuck”.

“Just the way you like it babe.” His hands pull my waist closer to him, closing the little bit of space between us.

Suddenly, an idea popped into my mind. “Hey..can you…” I try speaking but find it difficult to focus with him pleasing me so good.


“Push..your body…all the the…”

He chuckles as I struggle to speak. “I got you.” His body moves all the way up against the couch. He pulls me back to him and finds his way back inside.

“No, I got you”, I say as rock my hips. He lets out a long moan from the motion.

“You’re all mine”, he says then flips me over, getting ontop of me. “The love I have for you goes deep.” We moan in unison as he goes in deeper than ever before.

His body collapses on mine as we reach our highs. We catch our breaths then spend the rest of the time cuddling naked.

“Where did that idea come from babe?” Brad asks.

I blush. “I read it from an online article. Luckily I remembered it.”

“Thank God you did because that was incredible.”

“I think what you did was incredible. It felt so good.”

“I’m glad.” He smiles then kisses me. “What would you say to round two?”

“Fuck yes!”

He laughs darkly, moving us onto the floor. He sits up. “Rest your thighs on my legs and wrap your legs around my waist.”

I do as he says and await his next move. He slides into me easily, as I’m soaked from before. I wrap my arms around his neck to hold myself up.

His hands grip my ass tightly as he thrusts into me. His lips crashing onto mine. We moan into each others’ mouths as we make love on the floor.

After a bit, he stands up, still holding onto me and carries me to our bedroom. He sets me down on the bed, looking at me with puppy eyes. I furrow my brows a little. What is he up to?

“Can you please ride me?” he asks in the sweetest tone.

I giggle. “That shouldn’t even be a question.” He smirks.

I pull him onto the bed then push him down. I take in this glorious sight. My eyes lust over how amazing his body looks. So sexy. So defined. And all mine. I bite my lip. God damn.

I get ontop of him, placing him back inside of me. I swirl my hips around and watch him roll his eyes back. God I love being in control. I grind my hips against him and he grabs my ass. I moan out his name which causes him to curse.

I keep my eyes on his face and get so turned on by the facial expressions he makes. All of a sudden, his thumb finds its way to my clit and starts rubbing. My body jerks from the feeling. He lets out a dark laugh.

I lean forward, placing my hands on his chest as I ride him faster and harder. “Ugh fuck, don’t stop babe”, he moans deeply. His hands find my ass and pulls me down everytime I thrust.

“It feels so good like this”, I say as I lose myself in the heaven-like feeling.

We keep going until we orgasm. My body falls ontop of his. I can feel his stomach go in and out, trying to catch his breath. As soon as our breathing returns to normal, he kisses me.

“I love making love to you”, I say.

He smiles. “I love being able to anytime, any day, with you. I’ll give it to you everyday.”

Make it hurt ( Then Kiss it better)

Chapter 4

“So, when did you start drawing?” i said cheerfully, watching Jung kook as he lay on his stomach on the soft white carpet of his room, sketching happily on the huge board on the floor. 

Yoongi had picked me up after lunch and driven me to his home. After a few minutes of idle chatter with his brother, he’d disappeared, after telling Jung Kook that he would be back at dinner time. 

That was still an hour or so away. 

“when i was five.” He said brightly. “ Yoongi hyung bought me my first set of colors.” He grinned. 

I smiled. 

“I used to draw with the gardener’s son…” Jung Kook said wistfully. “ His name was Taehyung. “

I leaned forward.

“where is he?” I said gently.

Jung Kook shrugged.

“He goes to school . I can’t … because I’m sick..” He pouted. 

“You can still play with him if you want to…” i said kindly. Jung Kook bit his lips.

“What if he thinks I’m a freak?” he whispered. “ Boys shouldn’t be omegas.” 

I swallowed the slicing pain that went through my heart. 

“Who told you that?” i said evenly.

Jung Kook shrugged.

“Only weak people become omegas.” He said , biting his lips again.

I scoffed.

“I’m an omega. I’m not weak.” I rolled my eyes. He frowned.

“You’re an omega?”

“Can’t you scent me?” I said surprised. He nodded grudgingly. 

“I thought you were like Yuju, noona. She sprays perfume to smell like omegas. it makes me sick.” 

i froze.

“She.. wait.. what?” 

“She wears omega scents. She buys them from a boutique in ilsan. She showed them to me. is it true that they hurt omegas to make those perfumes? ” 

 jesus christ, what the hell was wrong with that bitch….

 “Of course not. She was probabaly joking..” i lied through my teeth. I was going to kick that twit in the fucking teeth when I saw her. 

“Anyway…i thought you wore those too..” He shrugged.

i shook my head. 

“Of course not. I’m a real omega and let me tell you, i’ve beat up more boys than your brother. “ I said firmly. 

Jung Kook giggled. 

“you’re lying.”

“Of course not! i even almost beat up your brother.” i grinned and he laughed harder.

“Hyung wouldn’t let you…” He protested and i laughed. 

“Well, what matters is that i could if I wanted to. And it not just beating up people. I could do anything i wanted. No one can stop me . Just because I was born a certain way, doesn’t mean i can’t live the way i want to live….” I said firmly.

Jung Kook stared at me thoughtfully. 

“I want to go to school too.” He said suddenly. “ But hyung thinks it’s too dangerous.” 

I hesitated. 

“Jung Kook, I can’t make promises I may not be able to keep but I’ll talk to your brother… is that okay?” I said with a smile. 

“Really? You’d really do that for me?” He looked heart breakingly hopeful and i smiled before ruffling his hair. 

“Of course i will.” 


“I didn’t know that Jung Kook’s doctor is my brother.” i said casually, climbing into Yoongi’s car and buckling myself up. He hummed and turned the vehicle on, peering back to pull out of the driveway . 

It was nearly a week since I’d first met Jung Kook and I’d been spending a lot of time with the little imp. He was a genuine treasure and I missed him fiercely evrytime we had to say good bye. 

over the week , i had developed a sort of grudging friendship with Yoongi. It wasn’t particularly affection driven. just a bit of respect and appreciation. 

And it helped that he was pretty easy on the eyes , a voice snickered inside my head. 

( shut up, hoe.) 

“Yeah… he is.. why?”

“Have you talked about sending Jung Kook to school?” i said hesitantly.

Yoongi scoffed. 

“did he beg you as well.. Don’t mind that.. he’s a kid and he doesn’t understand…”

“Precisely!! Yoongi.. he’s a kid… don’t take away an essential patrt of his childhood from him…”i protested and Yoongi growled, the sound hitting me in the pit of my stomach. I blinked as my entire body curved away from his tone, an instinctive urge to hide taking over. 

“You will not fill his head with nonsense, Min Jung… i swear to God if you give him these fanciful ideas and put him in danger ..I’ll wring your neck.” 

I swallowed , my throat dry.

“i’m sorry.” My voice came out meek, subdued. 

Yoongi took a deep shuddering breath. 

“Jung kook is the most important thing in my life. If anything happens to him, I’ll …I’ll never forgive myself.” he whispered and I nodded, vaguely aware that all I wanted to do was clamber onto his lap and nuzzle his neck. 

Oh, shit. What was happening, really?

“I’m not trying to hurt him.” i said weakly, swallowing the dryness in my throat. It felt like a struggle, trying to get my words out. 

“I know that… but he needs to be taken care of right now. Besides, can you imagine the kind of bullying he would get in school..”

“There are suppressants that…”

“He’s too young for those. And too weak. “ 

i sighed.

“What about Taehyung?” i said softly. 

Yoongi frowned.


“Why won’t you let Taehyung come play with him?” 

Yoongi tapped the steering wheel impatiently and i stared at his hands. ivory white fingers that looked oddly hypnotising against the expensive leather.

“I never stopped him from meeting Taehyung.” He said firmly. “ Jung Kook felt uncomfortable because Taehyung happens to be an alpha.” He said with a shrug.

I hesitated.


“Yes, oh. Now, I’m dropping you off , so I’d appreciate if you don’t turn my brother into a version of yourself.” He smiled a little and i rolled my eyes. 


“which reminds me… Did you tell him it’s okay to hit Alphas?” 

i blinked.


“He socked an Alpha kid in the hospital last evening. Said that you’d told him to…” 

I bit my lips to contain the smile.

“why..uh.. Why did he hit him?”

“Said he bothered him about something. That doesn’t matter! What matters is he shouldn’t be going around hitti- Why the hell are you grinning?”

“Because I’m fucking proud of him. And you should be too.” i snapped. 

“Proud that he’s beating people up?!” Yoongi stared around at me in disbelief and i rolled my eyes. 

“Proud that he’s standing up to himself! Think about it… If he was an Alpha you wouldn’t think twice about him hitting a guy… “ I accused.

yoongi sighed. He ran a hand thoruhg his messy blonde hair, exasperation written all over his face. 

He looked frighteningly like how Seokjin usually looked at me. 

100% done. 

“I don’t know what I was thinking…letting you near my impressionable young brother..” 

I grinned and poked his cheek, earning myself a snarl.

“Oh , don’t lie. You love me.”

i don’t know why i said it. But he didn’t bat an eyelash, smiling softly and shaking his head.

“Brat.” He said softly. 


“You dragged me to the store in the middle of the day to buy an iron man figurine?” Jieun whined in displeasure and i elbowed her in the ribs.

“Shut up and tell me what looks better? This three foot tall one or the smaller one with more detailing…”

“He’s not going to be able to haul a three foot thing all over the place. If he likes to sketch you should give the one with more detailing..”

“I knew there was some use in dragging you along..” I kissed her cheek and she grunted. 

“I can’t believe you’re actually eading to Min Yoongi’s house. How does stuff like this happen to you? He’s so fucking hot..” She groaned.

I rolled my eyes.

“He’s also engaged.” I pointed out.

“To the biggest wart in human existence.” Jieun muttered.

I snorted.

“Yes. But i’ve learned that people should be allowed to make shitty choices if it makes them happy and trust me the guy actually seems happy with that creature.” 

It was true. 

It boggled my mind but Yoongi seemed to genuinely care for the girl. And there was no doubt that Yuju’s world seemed to revolve around her handsome boyfriend.

“You can’t tell me he doesn’t make you feel some type of way. ‘  The Min Yoongi effect’  is what they call it in the goosip board.” Jieun laughed. 

I smiled grudgingly. 

“i won’t deny it. But yeah, i’m not an idiot. i’ve worked too hard for too long to lose it all over an alpha.” I said firmly, and it was a nice reminder. 

“Then why do you keep running everytime he texts you?” Jieun retorted. 

I rolled my eyes.

“You sound like i run to hang out with him. I go and give jung Kook company. The kid is sick and lonely.” i said firmly.

“Whatever. Just don’t get in too deep and end up regretting the whole thing. “ 


On the morning of Jung Kook’s birthday, everything went to hell. 

i woke up sweating, shaking and disoriented, completely stunned and even more embarrassed. I hadn’t had a wet dream in such a long time and i flinched in disgust when i felt the wetness between my legs, slippery against my thighs . There was a dull , stinging ache at the base of my pine, unfamiliar and not exactly unbearable but definitely hard to ignore. i stared at the ceiling for a few seconds, before dragging myself up and glancing at the calendar. 

Jieun was snoring softly , her even breathing filling the room. I squinted in the darkness, flinching when I saw the red crosses on tomorrow’s date. 


I dragged myself to the cabinet and grabbed the box of suppressants, tossing four pills into my palm and swallowing them down quickly before reaching for some water.

The scenta maskers lay in the adjacent box but i figured the suppressants ought to be enough. 

 I stayed standing for a few seconds and slowly the sweating stopped, the ache fading to a dull throb and my eyes began to focus again. 

But yet, the feeling of something not being right hung heavily in my gut. My body felt oddly weightless, my mind vaguely distracted but not by my thoughts. it was like my skull was stuffed with cotton wool, like i was trying to hear and see underwater.

 images and sound registered but made no sense. 

I stumbled a little as I stood up again, my feet trembling mildly. I moved back to the bed, staring in distaste at the soaked sheets. 

It was a while before I could get it cleaned up , tossing the sheets into the laundry basket before half stumbling and half dragging myself to the bathroom. The shower helped, bringing me back to my senses and by the time i was out, Jieun was awake. 

She gave me a look of confusion.

“why do you look like you ran up and down thirty flights of stairs?” she said mildly and I grabbed a handful of tissues from the small tin on the table, swiping at my sweaty face. 

“I think I’m coming down with a fever…” i muttered. 

“You took your suppressants right?” She said worriedly and I nodded.

“I even took an extra couple, just to be sure.” i said firmly. 

She nodded firmly. 

“Good… By the way, hwasa’s coming over to get that assignment.” 

I sat on the bed, fully intending to get up after a minute and pack for class but Jieun returned from her shower, dressed and ready but i was still sitting there, feeling a bit like like my feet had been filled with lead. 

“Okay.. do you want to , like take the day off?” Jieun said worriedly. “ You look like you’re about to fall headfirst if you tried to stand.”

I swallowed, thinking about the three papers I hjad to turn in today all of them having a say in my final grade. The final grade that would help me enter Med School. 

“I’ll be fine…” I shook my head and grabbed some more tissues, wiping away the sweat and tapping into every ounce of energy I had left, before dfragging my self to the dresser. I looked …. weird. 

I stared at my self, the sweat slicked skin and mostly an odd sort of glow. 

 omega glow.


That made no sense. I was on suppressants. But there was no denying the way i looked right now. My lips were no longer plum pink. They looked blood red and swollen, bitten red. 

I felt panic build up inside me. What was happening to me? 

When Hwasa came in, she actually froze in place, just staring at me in disbelief.

“Holy shit! Who railed you?” She whispered.

“What the hell…” i muttered, snatching the assignment out of her hands and slipping it into my backpack. 

“you smell like Alpha.”

I froze.

“What? You smell like Alpha. Like someone gave you the fuck of your life. Which one was it? i thought you repelled all of them .” she grinned , waggling her eyebrows and I shoved her out of the way before grabbing my key and stalking out of the room. 

I grabbed my phone and dialled Yoongi’s number. 

A second later he picked up.

“Min Jung?”

“Hey…I was wondering if I could drop by later in the evening because …”

“No. I’m having Yuju over.”

I blinked.

“oh. It’s okay, I can get a cab…”

“I said No. My girlfriend and i are going to be there and I’d rather you don’t come.”

Oh, wow. 


“Yoongi , you don’t have to be prize dick over it. i just want to see jung Kook. You and your girlfriend can go snog in peace. I’m not going to becoming in between you.”

He scoffed.

“As if you could….”

Jesus Christ, what the hell was up with him anyway?

“Listen , it’s Jung Kook’s birthd-”

“No, you fucking listen to me, alright! Just because Jung Kook has some weird fascination with you doesn’t mean you can just fucking walk in and out of my fucking home as you like, okay? I’m telling you you’re not welcome and Jesus, can’t you fucking get a hint?”

I gaped at the phone for a few seconds, not even sure what had happened or why. 

And the a steady beeping told me that he had hung up. 


By lunch break, the whispers were becoming hard to ignore. Most Alphas shot me looks of disgust and I wanted to burrow into the seat. My thighs hurt, my back throbbed like I’d taken a baseball bat to it and my fingers kept trembling. 

The aftermath of what had happened with Yoongi still stung. I mean, we’d almost been on the way to becoming friends, or so I’d thought. And then he’d gone along and proven just why alphas were considered dicks. 

 I was looking forward to the privacy of my room.

 I wanted to avoid the stares and the mutterings, so I took a shortcut through the undergrowth and the woods that interspersed the various dorms.

Stumbling forward and losing my footing for the third time in a minute..I finally stopped, taking a deep breath and acknowledging that something was wrong with me. I gripped the nearest tree and slid down the rough bark, whimpering at how much heat was building up inside my skull and inside my body. 

Fuck.. Fuck.. Fucking fuck.

i fumbled with the phone…barely managing to dial Seokjin before the first hot flash took over, excruciating pain and searing heat mingling and shooting up my spine till I was flat on the damp muddy ground, twigs digging into my body as i fought the tears of frustration. 

“Op-pa!” I choked out.

“Min Jung?! where are you.. what happened?!!” he sounded terrified and i swallowed , fighting to keep away the haze of arousal and dopamines that were being dropped into my bloodstream. 

“Heat… I dunno.. what happened… I took the pills… ” i managed before another shot of searing pain hit my skull.

“oh, Fucking hell, didn’t he tell you yet-? I’m going to fucking murder him.. Baby, where are you?” Seokjin said urgently and I stared around in misery, frustration building up. 

“In the woods.” I whimpered. “ I don’t even know where I am…” 

“Okay… baby there’s a tracker on it. I’m going to find you real soon, okay? Are there Alphas around?”


I’d completely forgotten about that.

i was stuck outside an Alpha Dorm in full heat.


They were going to find me. No if’s or but’s about it. it was just a question of when.

But I wasn’t an idiot. I took a deep breath.

“Jin , You need to hurry. They’re going to be able to scent me real soon. I think I’m really close to the dorms. i’m gonna try and move away, okay?”

“ Find somewhere close to flowers or honeysuckle. They’ll help mask your scent. And i want you to rub some of the damp earth on your wrists , your neck and on your mating gland. “

i blinked.

“My  what?!”

“Fuck.. it’s the small bump at the curve of your neck.. where your neck meets your shoulder.”

“you want me to rub dirt on it?”

“Damp earth…. It’ll mask the scent. “ 

 I dropped the phone when my fingers got too sweaty and my vision went fully blurred, the phone no longer visible or reachable. i tucked it into my dress pocket. I clawed at the ground, well aware that this wasn’t one of the weak little heat flashes I’d had over the year.

Standing up was hell, but i managed, vision swimming dabgerously as i spotted the dense undergrowth leading deeper into the woods. I’d never even ben there. You’d have to be suicidal to go off the paths in the woods but desperate times. 

I walked on unsteady legs for what felt like hours , but could well have been just a few minutes. I could smell honeysuckle closeby and a few turns bought me to a glade , the forest clearing up at the top to let in weak sun. I curled up into the bushes, grabbing a twig and digging into the ground . After digging up a small pile of dirt, I grabbed a handful of the mess and rubbed it on my wrist. my neck and shoulders feeling like i was burning off my skin. 

It took another hour of mind numbing pain before the scent hit me. 

Soothing and comforting. 

i wanted to sob in relief. It was Jin. 

“Op-pa…” I choked out when he came into view and his eyes softened . 

“I got you, baby girl. “ He dropped to his knees in front of me wrapping strong, warm arms around me. 

“I think i’m dying..” I rasped out, voice cracking. 

He chuckled.

“i’m sure it feels that way… Listen…I’m going to give you a sedative, okay? It’s going to help because this pain is only going to get worse and I don’t really want you to go through with it…”

“I… Why did this…?”

“I’ll explain once it’s over. Just trust oppa, okay?”


When i woke up again, it was to the steady beeping of a heart monitor. I blinked groggily, feeling like I was lying inside a swimming pool, my entire body weighed down by heavy clothes and bed covers.

I huffed, struggling to sit up. 

“Wait.. you’re.. you shouldn’t be getting up yet…”

i froze at the voice. 

“What the hell are you doing here?” I said , syllables breaking off from the strain of speaking. 

Yoongi looked a little green. 

“I’m…I’ve been here for the last fivce days.” he looked guilty as fuck and I felt foreboding rise inside me like a living thing. 

I blinked.

“What the hell?” 

“Seokjin thought I should stay closeby …. to help with… calming you down.” he reached out, as though to touch me and then seemed to think better of it, pulling away . 

I gaped at him. 

It took me a few long seconds for the implications to sink in.

My hands flew up to my neck and I felt it. The distinct indentation of twin teeth, right on the curve of my neck. 


“Minjung, wait I can explain…” 

“You … bit me.” i said , too stunned to process it anymore. 

“I didn’t want to!! I had to…. you.. you were really sick….” 

I swallowed, not able to understand or come to terms with it. 

“Did you… Did we…?” I stared at him in disbelief and he immediately shook his head. 

“No.. No.. i swear I didn’t have sex with you…. It’s …I didn’t..” He said hastily. 

The door opened and Jin appeared, momentarily freezing in place. 

“How could you do this to me?” I said softly, staring at my brother, the only man i had ever trusted in my entire life. “ You know how I feel about mating… You know how I feel about it…” 

 My life is over…

“ Baby…. i wouldn’t have done it if there were any other way. You were really sick and your temperature was so high…”

“So you nrough in an Alpha to bite me!” I snarled in disbelief. “ I’m not a fucking bitch in heat!!” 

“Min jung…”

“And even if you had to… why one earth would you pick  him??!!! He hates me… He has a fucking  fiancee!!!”

Jin bit his lips. 

“it’s because Yoongi already imprinted on you.” He said gently. 

I froze, stunned. 


“ That day… in the Music room..” It was Yoongi who replied and there was a world of hurt and regret in his tone that made me want to claw my eyes out. 

“You knew? You knew you’d imprinted on me?” i said, stunned. 

Yoongi didn’t reply and i laughed in disbelief. 

“Wait.. did  you  know too?” i glared at Seokjin and the way he looked at his feet answered it all.

“Oh my God. “ i whispered, stunned. I thought of all the stares. The way the Alphas had stopped hanging around me. If Yoongi had imprinted on me, they must’ve smelled him on me. 

I felt suddenly weak and lost. 

“i asked you…” i said stupidly. “ that day… i asked you if we’d … you said no…” i stared at Yoongi in confusion…” wy would you lie to me?” 

“Min Jung…I’m sorry…” He said softly and I couldn’t believe it. 

After everything he’d done to me, everything he’d said he was apologizing..

“Is that why my suppressants weren’t working? Is that why you made me want to use scent maskers instead? Because i was smelling like Yoongi?” i stared at Jin and he gave me a little smile. 

“You’re a smart girl…”

“Not smart enough, apparently. “ I turned to Yoongi.

“What are you goign to tell your fiancee? That you’ve got a new pet for your new home?” I sneered. “ A nice little bitch who would entertain you when you go into rut and don’t want to hrut your precious wife.” 

“Min jung..!” Jin said warningly but the tears slipped out without warning and I swiped at my eyes furiously. 

“Because that’s what i am, aren’t I? Created especially for  your  pleasure.” I said bitterly. “ How long were you hoping to do this Yoongi? Hoping to prove to me that Omegas aren’t anything more than whores. Will you do this to your precious broth-“

One minute he was in the chair, staring at me evenly and the next second he was snarling, fingers wrapping around my throat and pinning me to the bed as he straddled me.


I stared back defiantly, only mildly scared at the way his iris changed color, a deep blazing red. 

“I’m going to ignore what you said, because you’re upset. Don’t fucking bring Jung Kook into it. I never looked down on you. Never have , never will. You think i wanted to mate  you? You- the most cynical, most cruel heartless bitch I’ve ever met? You disgust me…. The way you wear your arrogance like a fucking armor. And trust me, if it weren’t for the fact that you were getting your brain fried with a fever of 45 degrees, I wouldn’t have bloody looked at you twice. 

“Yes, i imprinted on you. Not because I wanted to! And yes i lied. Because, I didn’t want to upset you. i was going to leave anyway. And once i married Rose the bond would break anyway. I  was  trying to make your fucking life easier. That’s why i went to your brother and told him to change your meds and make sure that it wouldn’t affect you in anyway….If , for one second you stopped thinking that the world revolves around you, you’d fucking know that I never wanted to prove any shit to you…. You’re not  that  important to me.!!

“So, if you want to go ahead and bitch about it, do it. But keep in mind that the only reason you’ve got a pulse to bitch with is because i overcame my own dislike and helped you fucking live.” 

He squeezed down again and i choked for a second before the hold relaxed. jkin sttod away, wisely . He stared evely as Yoongi climbed off me and grabbed his jacket.

“Get your shit together and act like a rational human and then we’ll talk.”

I stared as he stalked out , slamming the door shut behind him. 

I Don't Know What To Title This But You&Bestfriend Cal Makeout

Yall all know I suck at titles lmaooo. I’m sorry that I couldn’t think of anything, but at least the imagine is good.

“Dammit, Calum, just find something to watch.“You groaned as your bestfriend flipped the channel for the thousandth time.

"There’s nothing on.” He complained and you rolled your eyes in annoyance.

“Everytime you find something you turn from it and say there’s nothing on.”

“I get bored.” He shrugged.

“And I get annoyed."You shot back and Calum sent you a grin.

"You love me, Y/N. Shut up.”

“I wouldn’t count on that, bud.”

At this Calum let out an exaggerated gasp and faked offense causing you to laugh. You reached over and snatched the remote out of his hand deciding that you’d pick what show to watch. It only took you a few minutes before you decided on CakeBoss.

“Oh my God. No!” He whined, dragging out the word ‘no’ and throwing his head back. “Turn to something else.”



“Stop whining, Calum. This show is good.”

“No, it’s not.”

“Oh well, we’re watching it anyway.”

Calum pouted and folded his arms across his chest. The two of you sat in silence as you watched the people run around the kitchen in a hurry. It didn’t take long before Calum really got into it. You couldn’t even catch his attention by tapping him with your foot. 

During this time, you couldn’t help but to admire the Maori boy as he focused on the cooking show. The longer you stared, the more handsome he had seemed to look. His defined jaw line and cheekbones, his gorgeous chocolate eyes, and his plump, pink lips. You could only imagine what those lips would feel like against your own or how they’d feel leaving kisses down your neck. You bit your lip as you went into deep thought thinking about Calum kissing every inch of your body, unintentionally squeezing your thighs together.

“You okay?” Calum questioned, noticing how you had suddenly began squirming in your seat.

“Yeah, I’m uh…I’m fine.” You said unconvincingly and he raised his eyebrow.

“You sure?”

“Yep, positive.”


Then once it again there was silent and you were left to your thoughts. You imagined him taking you right there on your couch,his lips trailing from your neck to the waistband of your shorts. He’d pull them down along with your panties and leave hickies on the inside of your thighs before his plump lips wrapped around-

“Stop being weird.” He interrupted and you stared at him with a dumb expression on your face.

You blinked a few times before answering, the thought of him going down on you leaving your mind.“ What?”

“You’re staring at me.”

“No I wasn’t.”

“You were.”

“Was not.”

“Were too.”

“Was not.”

“Were too.”

“I was not!”

“ I was looking at you, Y/N!” He laughed and you rolled your eyes playfully.


Calum shook his head at you and mumbled a few things underneath his breath, returning his attention to the tv. At this point you were beyond turned on by the thought of what those lips could do. You clearly weren’t thinking when you slid over closer to him and threw your legs over his lap to straddle him.

“Uhh…Y/N?” He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

"I gotta get this out of my system before I explode.” You explained poorly, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“What are you ta-”

You softly pressed your lips against his and Calum’s whole body tensed up. It was only when you pressed them a little harder did he finally respond, his hands hesitantly going to your waist.

“What was that for?” He asked, his eyes wide and you shrugged.

“Your lips are so plump and pink…they looked inviting.”

Calum stared blankly for a few moments then pulled you back in by your neck. You two made out for what felt like hours, and eventually it began to get sloppy. Teeth occasionally clashing, hips rolling against each other, and hands groping. Calum went to lay you on the couch and you wrapped your legs around his waist, allowing him to place open mouth kisses onto your neck. One of Calum’s hands made their way up your shirt while his other began to rub you through your shorts.

“Cal, please.” You begged and he let out a little groan.

“Fuck, this is so wrong.”

“No it’s not.” You mumbled, bringing your lips to his again.

His hand slipped under the waistband of your panties and he ran his fingers up and down your folds before inserting two.

“Oh.” You gasped, biting your lip and rolling your hips up.

“We shouldn’t be doing this.” He sighed, but continued. Calum knew that he didn’t want to stop, but there was this voice in the back of his head screaming at him how wrong this was and how bad it was going to end.

“It’s fine, Cal,” you whimpered, “Chill.”

“Y/N, I can’t.” He sighed pulling his hand of your shorts and you groaned.


“I can’t have sex with you…or even do anything sexual with you.”

“And why not?"You questioned him, half of offended, half hurt.

"No, don’t be like that. It’s just…you’re my bestfriend,Y/N, everything’s going to go all wrong.”

“It’s only going to go wrong if you let it. So what we’re best friends? If we want to fuck, then we’ll fuck.” You shrugged bluntly,“ What’s so wrong with that?”

“It’s gonna lead to complications and you know it.”

“I don’t actually."You replied sarcastically.

"Y/N, I’m serious.” He sighed.

“And I am too!”

“It’d be awkward or something after we had sex, Y/N.”

“No it wouldn’t.”

“Look,” He sighed out, pinching the bridge of his nose,“ I don’t want to risk loosing you after we have sex. Even if it’s not awkward and we continue to do it, something is bound to go wrong.”

“Whatever, Cal.” You gave him nothing but attitude and sat upright on the couch, folding your legs underneath you.

“I’m just gonna go.” He pointed to the door with his thumb.

“You know your way out.”

Calum picked up his belongings, placed a kiss to your forehead and saw his way out of your apartment. You let out a loud groan and placed your head in your hands after realising that you just made one of your biggest mistakes yet.

You didn’t know that Calum was going to avoid you for two weeks, not even a simple text. He was so afraid of things going wrong after you two had had sex, but things end up going wrong because of a failed attempt. You were doing the laundry when your phone announced that you had a message.

Cal: Are you home?

You: Wow
        You ignore me for two weeks and then text me to see if I’m home?

Are you home, yes or no

Yes, why?

See you in 10

You just stared down at your phone with your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. You then decided to continue doing your laundry, quickly trying to finish before Calum arrived. After ten minutes there were three hard knocks on the door, followed by a few more a few seconds later. Calum was always one to be on time. As you swung open the door to see him standing there, you immediately asked him questions.

“Care to explain why-”

Calum had pulled you into a kiss,his hands gripping your waist tightly as he tugged you closer to him. You kissed back for a few seconds before pushing him away from you with an angry expression.

“How dare you?!”

“Look, I know what I said, but-”

“You can’t just ignore me for two weeks then show up at my door and kiss me!”

“I’m sorry,” he apologized,“but every since that night all I could think about is what you would feel like wrapped around my cock.”

“Calum…” you warned as he stepped closer, closing the door behind him.

“How wet your pussy would be.” He continued.“ How you would sound as I made you moan and scream my name.”

“Fuck.” You whined, throwing your head back onto your neck.“ You said it would be awkward, stop this.”

“I know, but I only said that because I have feelings for you. Once we have sex I’m only going to fall even more for you and I know you don’t feel the same so-”

“Calum, I think I’ve like you for a while now.” You interrupted and he smiled once you were pressed against the wall.

He gripped your waist again and began to place open mouth kisses to your neck and mumbled out,“So you’re telling me I could’ve fucked you months ago?”


“Mind if I makeup for being a blind idiot now?” He asked as his hand rubbed you through your tights.

“Fuck yes.”

Eh, I coulda ended that a bit better with smut, but it’s so complicated to write in my opinion. I hope yall liked the imagine and my request box is still open. This was just something I typed up a while ago, but I’m trying to go through the request since we’re currently out on Mardi Gras break this week. So, don’t worry ya pretty little heads, I’m working on your imagines.

Masterlist xxx

what do i do...

i miss him. i miss everything about him.

i miss his little laughs and funny looks he would give me after everytime i did something stupid.

i miss the sound of his voice screaming my name across the gym, and me running over to him like a fool.

i miss him teasing me for no apparent reason, just to get a laugh out of me.

i miss him always asking me if i was okay, and the sound of his voice dropping when i said i wasn’t.

i miss him trying to comfort me in everyway whenever i was upset. but he knew that even his presence next to me can cheer me up, right?

i miss the conversations. the conversations where we would just stare into eachother eyes smiling, and then burst out laughing randomly.

i miss him always asking other students if i hated him, which always put a confused look on my face.

because who in the world could ever hate this guy? the guy who cares, loves, and protects his students no matter what?

i miss him. i miss everything about him. and if he’s not my teacher, i don’t know what i’m gonna do.


Spencer x Reader

Could possibly be triggery?

“Y/N, please….put the gun down. My name is Spencer Reid. I want to help you.”

You shook your head and waved your gun erratically. You knew how this would end, you knew you weren’t coming out of this alive.

“No one can help me now!” your head hurt, your arms hurt, and you could feel your leg bleeding where you’d cut it on glass as you escaped the school.

“That’s not true,” the agent tried to reason with you as your brain briefly flashed back to the images of the carnage you’d committed earlier that day.

“Yes it is…. If I come with you, I go to jail.”

“That’s true… I can’t keep you out of jail. But I can make sure you get the help you need to recover from what they did to you.”

The Agent crouched to the ground and placed his weapon on the floor before walking towards you, ignoring the calls from the other Agents.

“Y/N I know… I know what they did to you. And whilst I can’t begin to comprehend how that felt for you, I do understand why you felt you had to do this.”

“You…. You do?” you wavered slightly, tears streaming down your blood flecked face.

“I was bullied in high school… Horrifically so. I know what it’s like to be the butt of everyone’s jokes, I know what it’s like to get shoved into lockers everyday, I know what’s is like to be ridiculed on a daily basis… ”

Your back was up again. “I wasn’t just ridiculed. They used me… The whole…. the whole football team… They… they…..”

You couldn’t say it, the word was just too raw in your throat.

“I know,” the Agent whispered, close enough for you to hear his quiet words. “I know what they did to you. And I know that the school looked the other way, and that the local police department dismissed you and didn’t investigate. That’s not acceptable at all.”

“They… they had to pay. Before they did it to someone else…”

“And they have paid Y/N,” Spencer had seen the crime scene, the bloodied bodies lining the locker room, bullet holes in the walls from where you’d missed her targets before correcting your aim.

“They’ve paid for what they’ve done to you and they can’t do it to anyone else. And the head of the school will be fired, and the police department will be investigated for not taking you seriously. Please though… Please put your gun down. If you don’t, my Supervisor will be forced to take you out…..and I don’t want that to happen to you.”

“Why?… I’ve killed people, I deserve to die. I WANT to die. Everytime I close my eyes… Everytime I try to sleep I can feel them on me, inside me. I can still hear them laughing…. ”

“I know. And I know that will be hard to live with but we can get you the help that will make it easier. You’ll go to jail but the judge will take into account what happened to you, why you did this. You’ll still be able to see your mom, your baby sister. You don’t want to leave them do you?”

“My mom will hate me for what I’ve done… ”

“No,” Spencer could feel the glare from his Supervisor willing him to move out of the way. “Your mom loves you. And she’s sorry she wasn’t there for you… Please Y/N. Let me help you. If you die, they still win.”

They would. Whether you did it by your own hand or suicide by cop, he was right. They’d win. Even though they were dead, they’d still win. If you lived, maybe one day you’d get out of jail. Maybe you could get over this, if the agent could get you the help he was promising.

You took a deep shaky breath and crouched to the floor, placing your gun down before standing back up.

“Y/N?” the Agent stepped closer. “I have to cuff you now okay. But I’ll stay with you when they take you in. And I’ll make sure you get to see your mom and sister.”

You nodded wearily, suddenly feeling so very tired as you held your wrists out in front of you.

Spencer cuffed you as gently as he could before placing his hand on your back and walking you forward.

They couldn’t win. They wouldn’t win. Not now.