it started and i almost threw my laptop out the window

Clingy – Harry Styles

I read a really good “Clingy” imagine the other day and it kind of inspired me to write my own lol. Hope you enjoy!

Summary: You unintentionally go through Harry’s texts where he said you were being clingy.

You were laying on Harry’s bed, binge watching Stranger Things when his phone started to vibrate next to you. You glanced over and noticed that Jeff was calling but you brushed it off thinking that Harry will call him back when he gets out of the shower.

But then he called a second time. Then a third time. Then texted when he wasn’t being answered.

You got up with Harry’s phone in your hand and walked into the bathroom.

“Babe, Jeff keeps calling and texting you. Do you want me to answer him?” You said, peaking your head in. You stood close to the door, trying to prevent any cold air from going in the steamy bathroom.

“Huh?” Harry asked, he poked his head out of the shower curtain and you smiled at the sight of him squinting his eyes from his wet hair that fell in front. “Oh, um, yeah that’s fine. Just text him that I’ll call him back in a few minutes. I’m almost done.”

You mumbled a quick “ok” before he disappeared back behind the curtain. You closed the door and walked back to his bed, opening his messages.

“Hey Jeff! It’s Y/N here, Harry’s in the shower right now but said he’ll call you back in a few minutes.”

Almost instantly the typing bubble popped up and he replied back, “Ok cool, thanks for letting me know!”

You swiped down on the screen to hide the keyboard and was just about to turn off his phone when you saw your name in the conversation.

Keep reading

Power Cut

Originally posted by yoongichii

Pairing :
Yoongi x Reader
Genre : Fluff, slight angst, Hybrid!au
Word count : 2462

Summary : Yoongi is the cat hybrid you once adopted at an adoption center. You took care of him as best as you could months following his adoption but he still has not erased the distance he voluntarily puts between you.

PART 2 | PART 3 | PART 4 | PART 5

A dread feeling crawled down the pit of your stomach as your eyes stared blankly at your laptop screen gleaming in the pitch black room. That unexplained feeling coursed through your limbs for some seconds. Although the sole explanation of your reaction was simple and quite logical, you could not prevent your mind from tricking you. Good. Another power cut. Three in one month. These never failed to surprise you but it was also not the first time they got you thinking the worse scenarios. Like a stranger breaking into your flat or something like that. Yeah. Really tiring.


Almost one minute passed as an annoyed sigh crossed your lips, your hand lazily searching for the phone somewhere on the mess that was your desk. You checked the home screen. 44% of battery. Not bad. It would still do. Power cuts never last really long but you had to busy yourself with something not to get bored when they happened. A part of you believed you were too old for that and another doomed the defective power system of the old building you lived. It happened. But the times they happened were not the best. Far from that.

You carefully made your way to the living room with the phone’s flashlight guiding your steps, the sound of the heavy rain pounding against the windows. Unconsciously holding your breath as you padded to the couch, your grip tightened around your phone as you discovered the skinny frame of the hybrid lying on the couch. The moon rays filtering through the windows were bathing the milky skin of his face in a radiant glow.

Keep reading


College!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Written for Kumi’s Halloween Challenge. My prompt was ‘tapping against a window’

Word Count:1,322

Warnings: Fluff and fluff and fluff and fluff

A/N: Congrats Kumi on your challenge and thank you for the opportunity. love ya

Originally posted by saralou23

“Hocus Pocus!” Wanda screamed excitedly as she held up the DVD with the three witches on the cover.

Natasha set the bowl of popcorn on the bed and glared at her. Wanda seemed unaffected as she looked at you with a hopeful smile.

“We’re not watching that,” Natasha said, snatching the DVD out of her hands. “It’s Halloween, we should watch something like Saw or Insidious.”

“Um, I vote for Hocus Pocus,” you told her. Wanda held up her hand for a high five while Natasha stared daggers at you. “Sorry, Nat, but when the movie’s over you two will go back to your dorms and I’ll be alone since Sharon decided to spend the night with Steve.”

Keep reading

Undone | NSFW


Summary: He had rules. You never questioned them, until he disobeyed his own rules. This is the time where you both undid each other.

Characters: Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: NSFW, sug*r da*dy/s*gar b*by relationship, smut, light bondage

Word Count: 1,605

A/N: Okay, first, only read if you’re 18+! This is NSFW! Secondly, yes this lightly describes a sug*r da*dy/s*gar b*by relationship (I’m censoring this to keep it out of those tags). I just got inspired. This does not reflect Tom in any way possible. It’s fiction. Lastly, I decided to never mention Tom’s name in the story because I thought it would add a mysterious tone. Other than that, enjoy.

Keep reading

Pulse Part 3

Part 2

Genre: Fluff, angst
Words: 2,203
Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: Stalking
Summary: Soulmate AU in which one’s heartbeat becomes perfectly in sync with their soulmate’s once they meet.

“-A fiancée?” Natasha interrupted for clarification.

You nodded, taking a rather large sip of the red wine in your hand. “Why does this kind of shit always happen to me? I swear, God is out to get me.”

“Oh, don’t be so dramatic.” Natasha laughed. "You’re his soulmate, you’ll win him over.”

Sighing, you poured more of the alcohol into your glass. “I’m not so sure, Nat. You should have seen her, she looks like the love child of Megan Fox and Anne Hathaway. So not fair.”

“But you have one thing she doesn’t.” She teased.

“What?” You asked bitterly. “A stalker?”

“I was thinking more along the lines of your hearts beating in-sync, but that one is true, too.”

Keep reading

EXO / Their S/O gives them the silent treatment

Request: I was wondering if you could do a reaction with Exo. Maybe after a fight what would they do since you’re giving them the silent treatment!

Thank you for requesting this, I hope you enjoy! ❤️


Originally posted by cosmicanomie

This wasn’t the first time he annoyed you to the point where you stopped talking to him altogether. At first, he always got mad that you did that and kept saying how immature you were being, only pissing you off more, but then he stopped doing that and ignored you back.

He got sick of that really quickly, though. After five minutes of not being able to talk to you, he was already sitting next to you, doing everything he could think of to make you, at least, look at him.

“Come on, Y/n,” he said while you purposefully stared out of the window. “I promise to never piss you off again, just talk to me.”

You stayed quiet.

“Hey! I have an idea,” Minseok said excitedly. “How about I’ll cook dinner for you?”

You still didn’t speak.

“I’ll make you your favorite meal.”


“And I’ll wash the dishes after.”

This got your attention and you finally turned your head to look at him. You saw hope light up in his eyes when you finally did, and you shook your head with a small smile.

“You don’t have to do anything,” you said. “Just give me some time to calm myself down.”

“But I don’t want to wait anymore,” he said, pouting childishly. “I want to hear your voice again.”


Originally posted by the-princejinyoung

He hated when you gave him the silent treatment. He only experienced that a couple of times, but every time he did, it made him really angry.

“Are you being serious, Y/n?” he asked when you stopped talking to him in the middle of your fight. “Please tell me you’re not doing this again.”

After you stayed quiet, Junmyeon groaned.

“I’m going to the living room,” he said. “Find me when you’re done being immature.”

Offended by his words, you decided you weren’t ever going to go find him. But after a couple of hours, once you cooled down completely, you decided that he was right.

You finally exited your room to find Junmyeon in the living room, watching something on his laptop with his headphones on. Quietly, you sneaked behind him and wrapped your arms around his neck, startling him a little.

“Back to your normal self, I see?” Junmyeon said, taking his headphones off carefully.

“I’m sorry,” you said, kissing his cheek.

“It’s okay,” Junmyeon replied, softly caressing your hands. “I still love you just as much.”

“Even when I annoy you?” you asked.

“Yes, sadly, even then,” Junmyeon said in a teasing tone.


Originally posted by inuchi

You never did that and you were a firm believer that arguments could only be solved by talking it out. So, when one time, after arguing with Yixing for two days straight, you just stopped talking to him, he was very surprised and, frankly, kind of scared.

He quickly understood that you – the most patient person he knew – got tired of this and that wasn’t good. He knew he stepped over the line when you locked yourself inside of your bedroom, not letting him in, and not replying to anything he said.

“Y/n, I’m sorry,” he had already apologized so many times that he lost count. “Seriously, I don’t know why you can’t just forgive me. Do you have to torture me by giving me the cold shoulder? Do you like to see me suffer?”

You stayed quiet, hating this just as much as he did, but not being able to talk to him when you knew that he was only apologizing because he was scared and not because he was actually sorry about the fight.

You spent your first night alone ever since you and Yixing moved in together six months ago. No matter how busy both of you were, you did everything you could to sleep together in the same bed every night.

Yixing was terrified of being locked out of your bedroom, but he was even more terrified about having screwed everything up and not being able to make it up to you.

When you woke up the next morning, you found flowers and a note outside of your bedroom door. With your heart almost beating out of your chest, you leaned down to pick the note up.

           “I’m so sorry for everything. Please forgive me. I learned my lesson. I’m never fighting with you again. I love you too much. xo, Yixing.”

Finally, after taking a deep breath to stop yourself from crying, you headed to the kitchen where you knew you’d find your boyfriend.

He was there with an apron, frying some eggs. You threw your hands around his neck as soon as you saw him. You felt Yixing’s body relax immediately.

“I missed you so much,” he whispered, releasing the spatula from his hands so he could hug you back. “Please never stop talking to me again.”

You nodded into his shoulder. “I love you, Yixing.”


Originally posted by royalyeol

He wouldn’t shut up. In his mind, the only solution to your silent treatment was to annoy you so much that you had to tell him to shut up.

“Do you remember the time when we were on our way to a concert last winter,” he started to say as he cuddled into your side, despite you not hugging him back and staring straight ahead with an indifferent face. “And you were so excited that you weren’t paying attention to your surroundings, so you slipped on ice and dragged me down with you?”

You squeezed your lips tighter when you heard Baekhyun laugh at the memory.

“I thought the bruises were never going to go away,” he said. “Oh! But what about the time when I accidentally brought your phone charger with me on tour and you purposefully left your phone dead for two weeks until I returned? Even your mum called me to scold me!”

You didn’t know that your mother did that, but you still stayed quiet.

“No, but the best memory was definitely when we were on holiday in Thailand,” Baekhyun said and even before he continued, you already knew what memory he was talking about. “I got us lost so badly that we ended up wandering the streets of Bangkok for two days with no sleep. I think you didn’t talk to me for three days after that.”

You had to bite your tongue not to start smiling at this memory.

“Do you remember what I did to make you talk to me again?” he asked you but he didn’t expect you to answer. “At first I tried to buy you gifts to bribe you so you’d forgive me, but you didn’t accept them and I had to return them, which was really embarrassing, by the way. But it made me come up with a more effective way.”

You started to bite your tongue harder.

“I kept tickling you until you cried from laughter and had to physically push me away,” Baekhyun reminded you quieter. “And now that I remember this, I actually feel like I should try that again.”

You turned your head to look at him with wild eyes but still stayed quiet.

He placed his hands on your hips, already causing you to feel discomfort, but you refused to give in. Pushing you, so you lied on your back on the couch, he climbed over you, making sure to tickle every single part that he knew made you squeal.

“No, Baekhyun, stop!” you finally shouted, trying to get away from him.

“Tell me you love me!” he replied, not stopping.

“You know I do!”

“I want to hear you say it,” Baekhyun said, a smile already spreading across his face, while he continued this innocent torture.

“S-stop!” you asked again, trying to push his hands away, but he proceeded to tickle your sides. “Okay, fine, I love you!”

“That didn’t sound very realistic!”

“I love you, Baekhyun!” you shouted. “Please don’t torture me like that again!”

He stopped moving and smiled at you. “I’ll stop if you stop.”

“I stopped. I’m talking to you.”

“Good. Now, give me a kiss. Let’s make up.”


Originally posted by dazzlingkai

He hated fighting with you but he preferred that over the cold shoulder you gave him occasionally when you were beyond done with fighting. He just simply didn’t know what to do when you ignored him and he tried everything. He apologized and begged you to talk to him again, but in the end, he just left you alone, hoping that once you calmed down, you’d start talking again.

However, the more time passed while you were still silent, the more anxious he became.

Eventually, he made his way back to your room to find you lying in bed with your eyes closed, but your fingers still moving to the beat of the song that played in your earphones.

Carefully, Jongdae climbed into bed and took the earphones out of your ears, frightening you in the process.

“Please talk to me,” he said right away. “I can’t do this anymore. I wanted to give you time and just wait until you calmed down, but I can’t. Knowing that you’re so angry with me that you’d rather not talk to me is killing me.”

You sighed but still didn’t say anything.

“Y/n, please,” Jongdae continued. “I’m sorry. If you’re angry at me, then please yell at me. Just say something.”

“I’m not angry at you,” you said. “I’m just upset.”

Pain flashed across Jongdae’s eyes as he gathered you into his arms, not even giving you a chance to hug him back.

“I’m so sorry,” he said again. “Let me make it up to you, okay? I’ll do anything to make you feel better.”


Originally posted by porkdo-bi

A small part of him realized that it was his fault you stopped talking to him. He completely drained you of patience by continuously attempting to prove his point, even though – as he now realized – he was wrong. His stubbornness didn’t let him apologize to you as soon as he realized this, however.

So, you were fuming in your bedroom while he had locked himself up in his studio. Both of you wanted to make up and just forget about this, but neither one of you made the first move.

Eventually, Chanyeol was the one who accidentally stopped ignoring you.

“Y/n!” he called out from the kitchen. “Are we out of chocolate-chip cookies?”

Suddenly, taken back to your domestic life, you forgot you were supposed to ignore him, too.

“Did you check the cupboard by the oven?” you yelled back.

Both of you went quiet, instantly realizing that you weren’t even angry at each other anymore. You were just not talking because of stupid principles. Well, screw them.

You got up from your bed, ready to face Chanyeol again, not knowing that he was doing the same thing. The two of you met up halfway, in the living room.

“Weren’t we supposed to ignore each other?” Chanyeol asked you with a small smile.

“I think we were,” you nodded, not able to resist a smile, too. “I’m glad we’re no longer doing that, though.”

“Me too,” he agreed. “I’m sorry for the fight, by the way. I know it’s my fault.”

“It’s mine, too,” you said, shrugging your shoulders.

“Can we hug to confirm the fact that we’re no longer fighting?” he asked a little shyly.

You laughed. “Do you even have to ask?”

Chanyeol smiled at this, wrapping his arms around you and exhaling a relieved breath at the feeling of your warmth that he missed so much, despite only being away from you for a few hours.


Originally posted by soulleshuman

For Kyungsoo, your anger seemed to be pointless. He felt like he hadn’t done anything that horrible to provoke your silent treatment, and yet, before you closed off, you told him that he really stepped over the line. But he just couldn’t see it.

He wanted to apologize but apologizing without knowing what he was sorry for seemed to be even worse than starting the fight in the first place, so he just left you alone.

When a couple of hours later, he prepared dinner and called out for you, and you still didn’t reply, he was starting to get annoyed.

“Y/n, come on!” he called out. “I just cooked food. Just come eat, you don’t have to talk to me.”

No response.

“Is she serious?” he mumbled to himself as he made his way from the kitchen to the bedroom, where you had locked yourself in. “Let me in, Y/n.”

No response again.

“Y/n, for the love of God, if you want me to apologize just tell me what I did wrong,” he said. “Because I’m kind of in the dark. I don’t know why you’re mad.”

After you haven’t replied again, he just sighed and headed back to the kitchen. Knowing that you weren’t ready to talk to him yet, he wrapped the food that he just made, so you could warm it up later, and then got himself a plate, preparing to eat while he waited for you to start talking to him again. He was going to have to be patient until you were finally ready to tell him what was wrong.


Originally posted by morekpopmore

He had underestimated your feelings and maybe even accidentally mocked you for feeling like that in the first place, which is why you were now sitting on the floor, in the opposite corner of the room, refusing to even look at him.

Jongin understood your frustration and he felt sorry he handled the fight the way he did, but he didn’t think the silent treatment was the right solution to this problem. Although, he had to admit, if he were you in this situation, he might have done the same thing. So, in short, he didn’t approve of what you were doing, but he understood.

Every few minutes, he would gently call your name to see if you’d react, but you just stayed quiet. Finally, after it’s been three hours and you still hadn’t gotten up from the floor, he became very concerned.

“Y/n,” he said, making his way towards you and sitting down on the floor in front of you. “I’m sorry I made you this upset, but don’t you think it’s time you talked to me?”

You looked away from him but felt him crawl closer to you until his arms were around you and you were leaning against him, instead of the wall.

“You must be so uncomfortable sitting on the floor like that,” he said. “Let’s go to bed, okay?”

After you didn’t reply, you felt Jongin twitch so you thought he was standing up. And he was. Only he hadn’t released you in the process, so he was now picking you up from the floor.

“Jongin, what are you doing?” you finally asked, looking at him with a confused expression.

“I’m taking you to bed,” he said. “I don’t care that you don’t want to talk to me. I can’t stand to watch you sit on the floor the whole day because of what I said.”

You sighed. “Let me go, Jongin.”

“I will. Once you’re in bed,” he said, opening the door of the bedroom by kicking it softly with his leg. “Do you want me to bring you dinner?”

“I don’t want anything,” you said as he lied you down on the bed.

“Okay,” Jongin said, walking around the bed and lying down next to you. “Then I’ll lie down next to you until you change your mind.”


Originally posted by teakai-moved

Sehun didn’t even realize that you had started to ignore him. He kept on yelling, continuing the fight. He didn’t even notice that you weren’t replying until he addressed you directly and you didn’t reply. He tried again, but you still stayed quiet.

“Oh, so you’re ignoring me now,” he said, finally. “That’s great. Real mature.”

You wanted to tell him that he was the one being “mature” here, by constantly arguing with you about the same stupid thing, but you couldn’t, because you were not talking to him.

“I have to go back to the studio in a few minutes, Y/n,” Sehun told you. “Are you really going to let me leave without saying goodbye?”

You were still too angry to reply.

Sehun groaned. “Fine. Two can play this game.”

Confused, you glanced at him and saw him get his phone out, then click a few buttons before pressing it to his ear.

“Junmyeon?” Sehun said into the phone. “I won’t make it to the studio today. Why? Oh, because Y/n is acting like a child, and I can’t possibly leave a child without any supervision.”

You gasped at this, instantly standing up from the chair that you were sitting on. “What are you doing?”

Sehun turned to look at you. “Sorry, what was that? Did you just start talking to me?”

“Hang up the phone,” you told him. “You’re going to the studio.”

Sehun smirked, removing his phone from his ear to show you his lockscreen. The dipshit hadn’t even dialed anyone’s number.

You huffed loudly. “You’re the worst, Sehun.”

“No, you are,” he said, still grinning. “But maybe that’s why we work so well together.”

“I kind of hate you right now,” you told him, turning around to go to your room.

“Don’t make me call Junmyeon for real,” he threatened.

You stopped and turned back to look at him. “I feel like this is a form of blackmail.”

“You started it by giving me the silent treatment,” Sehun shrugged his shoulders. “Now, come here. Let’s make up before I have to leave.”

“I still haven’t forgiven you, though,” you told him but didn’t resist it when he hugged you and quickly kissed you on the cheek.

“I know,” he said. “Be angry at me while I’m out, but love me again when I get home.”

The One Where He Forgets

Pairing: Jughead Jones x Reader

Summary: Jugheads preoccupied trying to solve Jason Blossom’s murder and forgets your birthday in the process. 

A/N: riverdale imagines soon!!!

MASTERLIST (mobile and desktop)
(you can like it and save it for later!)

Friday nights were usually quiet for you and Jughead but as of lately, he’d been restless, trying to solve the case of Jason Blossom.

In a way you were glad he had something to focus on – he’d been pretty bummed out over his dad lately.

“Cake?” you ask him, holding out your plate as you join him on your bed. He shakes his head, dragging him thumb over his bottom lip as his eyes skim an article on his laptop.

“What are you reading?”

“Hm? Just – just something,” he shrugs, angling the screen away from you.

That was the only part that sucked.

Since he’d formed his super team with Betty, Archie and Veronica, you’d felt left out. But it didn’t seem fair to complain about him making friends where he lacked in family; you wanted him to be happy, you just wanted to be a part of it.

“So, for my birthday this weekend I was thinking we could just grab dinner. Just you and me,” you raise a brow, “Mom’s out of town as usual and I don’t feel like throwing a party.”

“Isn’t that your favourite pass time?” he asks, smiling slightly as he keeps reading.

“Not since I started dating you,” you nudge him, “I know that stuff isn’t your scene and it’s important to me that we spend my birthday together. It’s our one year anniversary,” you say.

Jughead had crashed your birthday last year, unwillingly, when Archie dragged him to it. The parties you threw were big ones, all social groups at the school came and you liked it that way – everyone mixing together.

You were surprised to see Jughead and somehow the two of you hit it off and ended up dating. Jughead always joked about how it was the most unusual way to start dating someone for him – you were the opposite of his type.

But after a year of dating him, the two of you were almost the same person. You’d adapted each other’s habits and found a way to get around the ones that you couldn’t.

“That sounds perfect, y/n,” he says, pressing a kiss to your cheek before turning to his laptop.

You lean against the headboard with a small smile, satisfied. Jughead wasn’t about big romantic gestures, he did small things that touched your heart and you couldn’t wait to see what he did for your one year and birthday. You’d gotten him a few journals and a new lens for his camera to surprise him.

Saturday rolled around and Jughead cancelled early in the morning and you tried to be okay with it. You had all of Sunday, like he had promised.

But deep down you knew Sunday would be the same.

It wasn’t. It was worse.

You glance up at the wall clock at Pop’s, sighing as you take a sip of your milkshake. Your eyes had gone over every detail in the booth. The frayed vinyl on the corners of the chairs. Thepermanent stain on the left side of the table. The broken straw dispenser that only worked if you pushed two fingers through the gap and pulled out a straw yourself, by which time it was all crumpled up and your fingers cut a little.

But still, no Jughead.

At least if he made it by midnight it would still be your birthday and you wouldn’t have spent it alone.

But the clock strikes 12 and you’re still sitting alone in the booth. You rest your head on the table, the cold metal sending chills up your spine.


You look up to find a waitress with a pot of coffee.

“No thanks,” you mumble, shaking your head. You sling your bag over your shoulder and pick up Jughead’s present, heading for the door. You catch your reflection in it. Your makeup had worn off a little and your dress was all crumpled from sitting down for so long.

And then he appears outside the window, alongside Betty, Archie and Veronica.

You walk out into the carpark, your fists balled up by your sides.

“Shit,” Jughead mumbles, lacing his hands behind his head as he spots you, “I forgot, I’m so sorry,” he says as you reach him. He rests his hands on your shoulders, “I’ll make it up to you.”

“It doesn’t matter,” you sigh, not wanting to make a scene. You hold his present out, “My birthday’s already over but our anniversary isn’t so…”

He takes it out of your hands, staring at you apologetically, “Y/N-“

“It’s fine, Jughead,” you say, stepping away from him. It wasn’t. It wasn’t okay at all.

“It must’ve been important, whatever you were doing-“ you pause, looking over his shoulder at his friends, “I’ll let you get back to it.”

“Wha – no,” he shakes his head, “Come back inside. I’ll buy you dinner.”

“I already ate,” you lie, “I’m just gonna go home. I don’t feel too good,” you force a smile, “I’ll see you at school,” you wave at his friends, “Bye you guys.”

Before he can try stop you, you climb into your car and begin to drive off. You could see him watching you, frustrated with himself, but you leave anyway.

Monday was officially your least favourite day. Usually you loved it because you had first period with Jughead and the two of you would grab breakfast at Pop’s before class, but today, you were dreading it for all the same reasons.

You skip breakfast, getting to school right before the bell.

“I was waiting for you at Pop’s,” Jughead frowns as he leans against the locker next to yours.

“Yeah, I had to come to school early for an assignment,” you lie.

His frown deepens, “You literally just came in. I saw your car pull up,” he inhales deeply, “You’re avoiding me.”

“No,” you say defensively.

He sighs, slumping, “I feel like a total asshole for the weekend. I – I can’t believe I stood you up on our anniversary but I really hate myself for leaving you alone on your birthday.”


“Pop told me you didn’t eat a thing all night,” he says, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, “And even still, when you saw me outside you didn’t get mad, you just left.”

“Did you want me to get mad in front of your friends?”

“No, I just – I don’t understand how you’re so… understanding,” he mumbles, “I’ve been a real dick.”

“Yeah, you have,” you say, closing your locker, “And I’m not that understanding, Jughead. I get hurt by the stuff you do, I just –“


“I don’t say anything because I don’t want to lose you. You hate drama and you pretty much hate relationships. I don’t want to push it with you because then you’ll… leave me.”

His eyes widen and he pulls you into a hug, “You do not have to stifle how you feel because you’re afraid to lose me. That will never happen,” he promises, “I love you and you can be mad at me and right now, if I were you, I’d punch me in the face.”

“Your arm will do,” you mumble.

“Huh? OW!” he grumbles, clutching his arm dramatically as you punch him weakly, “I know you can do better than that,” he laughs.

“Wouldn’t want to break your arm,” you scoff.

“Good point,” he nods, “But I give you permission to if I screw up tonight.”


He smiles, “I have a very special night planned,” he says, wiggling his brows, “Well, I had a special morning planned but you didn’t show up… we can reheat cereal, right? You don’t mind if it’s soggy, do you?” he teases.

“Shut up,” you laugh, rolling your eyes.

3 Billion Dollars [Part 2] - G Dragon Mafia!AU

Originally posted by s-tttop

Summary: When your father owes 3 billion dollars to the mafia, he must repay his debt. Although things don’t exactly go the way he hoped. 

Genre: A lil fluffy

{part 1} {part 2} {part 3} {part 4} {part 5} {part 6} {part 7} {part 8} {part 9} {part 10} {part 11} {part 12} {part 13} {part 14} {part 15} {part 16} {part 17} {part 18} {part 19} {part 20} {part 21} {part 22}

A/N: This one is also kinda slow, but the next one is when things get real dramatic and amazing. I’m excited to share it! Honestly I was gonna post this last week. Sorry for procrastinating. 

P.S. I really love G Dragon’s outfit on him. Like I don’t usually like suspenders but seriously, it looks amazing. Plus I’m a sucker for his dark hair.

Not my gif

~ Admin Brooklyn


15 years later

   Music was blasting as you worked on your final essay of your high school career. You were calmly working on it now. Unlike your usual routine to put it off until the last minute resulting in all-nighters, coffee, monster drinks, and some tears. You had a steady pace going for your essay until a knock sounded on your bedroom door.

   “I cannot believe you are actually getting that done a whole week before it’s due.” A teasing voice called you. You look up and smile at Ji Yong quietly leaning against your doorframe. He smiled back and walked in your room. Your room never seemed to change from the first time you two met, the same wall color, the same bed, and the same stuffed animals in the corner. All but that stuffed puppy he gave you. It seemed to rest itself next to your bed, claiming its own solitary corner. You scooted over on the bed, shifting to another comfortable position as Ji Yong lay down next to you.

   “I’m sorry that I want my last essay of high school to be good.” You say back, going back to your work. He stared at you, studying the way your lip curled as you went back to focusing on your work.

   “When do you leave?” He asked, pulling out his phone. You stopped typing and looked down.

   “I have to be there a week after the graduation ceremony.” Your voice was quiet, almost washed away by the music that blasted through the small speaker she had. He looked up at her and frowned.

   “Two weeks. You’re leaving in two weeks?” He asked you. You nodded your head and frowned at him. “I’m sorry Yongie.”

   “Why did you have to pick a medical career?” He groaned, rolling onto you for more dramatic effect. A small laugh left your lips as he rolled onto your lap. He faced away from you. You ran a hand through his dark hair repeatedly, immediately relaxing him.

   “I’m sorry that I don’t have a family business like you do.” You say. He stiffens. You notice this, but you continue to run your hand through his hair, continuing to relax him. “You never have told me what your job is.”

   “You’ll find out later.” His voice was steady, never breaking a strong sense of conviction that was inherited from his father. He always got this way when he talked about his work, especially around you. You never understood why, but every time you tried to mention it, his entire demeanor changed. His eyes get dark and his face goes emotionless, so you usually don’t bring up the subject.

   “Oooooo. Look at the lovebirds.” Your younger brother whined. You looked up from Ji Yong and saw him at your door frame. You glared at him before turning, pushing Ji Yong off your lap in the process. You grabbed a pillow, then threw it at your brother, who just laughed and walked away. Ji Yong watched your brother as he walked away.

   “Why the hell would someone want a younger brother? Was one child not enough?” You muttered under your breath, turning back to your laptop to work. Ji Yong set his head on your lap once again, leaving you to do your work. He was on his phone while you were working on your essay, silently sitting together and listening to the music playing from your speaker.


   “Good luck in college. Do well and don’t do any drugs or anything that could hurt you okay?” Your mother scolded you. You nodded your head, smiling at her. “I know mom this is what the sixth time you’ve told me.”

   “I’m just worried.” She gave you a small smile, before pulling you into a hug. Currently, everyone was outside. Your bags were packed and sitting your friend’s car, ready to take you off to college. You pulled away and smiled at your mother. You turned to look at your dad who looked down at the ground. You sent him a small smile anyways, before turning to your little brother. You pulled him into a hug, and he groaned in return.

“I’ll miss you, little bro. Good luck with your first year of high school.” His arms wrapped around your waist and hugged you back tightly. You smile into the hug then pull away. You wait for a second and then look at your mom. She looked at you with a sad smile and shook her head.

“Time to go.” Your friend called. You nodded your head then headed towards the car. Ji Yong said he would be here, but he didn’t show up. Frowning to yourself you opened the door to your friends’ car and sat down.  A small pout had formed on your lips and your friend smiled softly at you. You closed the door and your friend started the car. She pulled out of the drive away, and you watched from the window as she drove away. Your parents seemed to get smaller.

“It’s just four years. You’ll see them again and that scary guy you like so much.” You chuckled at their words and shook your head.

“Ji Yong isn’t scary.” (Y/F/N) gave you a look and you laughed once again. “You’re right, though, it’s just four years. What could happen?”

Friends With Benefits: Bill Skarsgard... Chapter 6

Originally posted by imaginingyournotsolikelyfuture

The next few days passed in a blur and things with Bill were different, a nice different.

He was so invested in me and even kept his word, he didn’t push me to talk about what happened on the hill top, he was waiting for me to be ready and bring it up myself.

This morning I’d awoken to him pushing the hair from my face and placing a lingering kiss on my temple.

My eyes fluttered open and I was met with the sight of Bill leaning over the bed, I smiled sleepily at him and I lifted myself up to lean against the headboard, holding the sheets to my chest.

I was so tired from the last few days on set that I’d slept through the night and not even felt Bill get up or heard him get ready.

“Where are you going?” I asked, looking him up and down.

“I have a meeting.”

He was clad in a fitted black shirt that was tucked into slim, dark grey trousers that were fastened with a black belt and his hair was gelled into place.

I bit my lip and looked up at him through my eyelashes.

“Don’t.” He warned, narrowing his eyes.

I tilted my head at him and smiled innocently, before pulling him down onto the bed with me and pushing him onto his back.

I dropped all the sheets around me and climbed on top of him, straddling him and pinning his arms by his head.

He groaned but watched as my breasts bounced and he shifted under me, it was pretty obvious that his trousers had just become tighter.

“I’ve literally just told you I have a meeting.” He laughed, making no effort to remove himself from under me, even though he was considerably stronger than me.

“And? We’ve got time.” I began unfastening the buttons on his shirt, revealing his milky skin to my eager eyes.

“My ego hurts at those words, I must admit and as badly as I want you right now, I really have to go.” He sighed, flipping us over and kneeling between my legs as he fastened his shirt back up.

I lay with my arms behind my head, staring at the white ceiling of Bill’s room.

“When will you be back?” I wondered, looking downwards towards him.

“A couple of hours maybe, I’m not sure.” He shrugged, focusing hard on my naked body and running his hands down my thighs.

“I’m gonna head back to my place, I need to get showered and I bet my post is mounting up. My neighbours probably think I’m dodgy or something, I’m literally never there these days.” I laughed, leaning up onto my elbows as Bill removed himself from the bed and adjusted his hair, pushing it back into place and shoving his hands in his pockets.

“Wanna do something after my meeting?” He wondered and I nodded.

“Target trip?” I asked excitedly and he rolled his eyes.

“Fine.” He groaned, and I clapped my hands.

“You’re such a pushover.” I giggled, now sitting up on Bill’s kingsize bed.

“I’ll show you pushover later, but right now I really need to get going.” Bill hurriedly kissed my lips and left the bedroom, I could head him jog downstairs.

I waited until I heard the sound of his car pull out of the driveway, the gravel crunching underneath the wheels and that’s when I finally decided to get my backside out of bed to brush my teeth in the en suite bathroom.

I shoved my hair up into a disheveled bun and washed my face, removing any reminents of toothpaste from around my mouth.

I quickly sprayed some deodorant just to last me until I got home and could have a good scrub in my bath or in the shower, depending on my mood.

When I was back in Bill’s room I mooched around for the first set of underwear I could find, which just happened to be plain black.

I stole another t-shirt from Bill which was white with a random print on the front and rolled the sleeves up so they didn’t hang awkwardly at the crease of my elbow, I hated that.

Luckily, I had a few pairs of Joni jeans hanging around here so I merely shoved a light blue pair on and was good to go.

I was pretty impressed with how briskly I’d managed to get myself ready, although I definitely had the advantage seeing as I hadn’t applied any make up.

I tidied up Bill’s bedroom and made his bed, pulling up the blinds to allow the morning sunlight to flood the room and wake me up further.

I made my way downstairs and to the door, where I just pulled my vans on, grabbed my bag and had a quick scan inside to make sure I had everything including my wallet, keys, iphone and my glasses.

I was pretty content that I’d got everything and that I’d tidied Bill’s place up accordingly so left the house after setting the alarm and locking the door behind me.

I’d driven over here yesterday so my white Audi was parked up and waiting for my entry.

I unlocked my car and hopped right in, dumping my bag on the passenger seat.

I belted up and pressed the button to start my car, seeing as it was a keyless start. I got into gear and began the long descent back onto the road, eager to get home.

I’d been back and forth to Bill’s place over the last month and it was starting to feel pointless paying rent for such a gorgeous apartment when all I did was stay at his.

I pulled up to my apartment complex, parking in one of my designated spots and locked my car up once I’d grabbed my bag.

I punched in the code and opened the door to the building, entering the foyer where I collected my post.

I mindlessly flipped through the envelopes,  scrunching my nose up at the sheer amount of junk mail I’d received.

I climbed up the stairs to my floor, where only my apartment was and shoved the key into the lock, happy to be home.

I kicked my shoes off, dumped the post and my bag on the kitchen counter which happened to be around the corner from my front door and also threw my keys down next to the items.

My apartment was in pristine condition, mostly because I liked to keep it tidy because I was a slight neat freak. It worked out pretty well for me though, because Bill was the same.

I flopped onto my couch, grabbing my MacBook from the glass coffee table and placing it onto of my folded legs, logging onto my account and almost immediately pulling my emails up since I’d neglected them pretty bad.

I flicked through the junk emails, sending them straight to trash folder. Most of them were pretty standard, a few asking of my availability for the rest of the year but one in particular caught my eye.

The name was unfamiliar and the subject merely said ‘an interview with the hottest couple of 2016’ and my heart sank just at reading those words, but it was nothing compared to the actual email itself;

An invitation to Miss Mya Williams,

We hope you are able to join us at our Beverly Hill studio to participate in an interview that delves deep into the reality of dating one of the biggest upcoming actors of the year, we would be delighted if both yourself and Bill Skarsgard could attend and reveal all to us and your fans.

I hope to hear from you in the upcoming days,

Lizzie Sharp
Entertainment Central

My mouth was agape and my heart was beating so aggressively against my chest, why would this reporter lady want to interview Bill and I over being a couple when there was literally no proof or anything out there to suggest that we were more than friends.

We were so careful about doing anything on the set of the last television show we worked together on, that ceased filming a few days ago. I don’t know if Lizzie was working with information that had sprung from rumours, since Bill had gotten big, the public were interested in his personal life, specifically his love life and people were quick to pin me to him.

I hastily sent the email to the junk folder, where it was going to lay dormant with he rest until I went on a deleting spree.

If I didn’t reply to the email, surely it would all go away, right?

I tried to forget about the strange email, hoping to never receive anything like it again.

I pulled up twitter, signing in and having a mindless scroll through my timeline, favouriting the odd tweet and retweeting a few cool pieces that had some relevance to my life.

I also decided to tackle my mentions, which filled up a lot these days after my work was revealing to the world of critique. I mostly got compliments galore and the odd comment that came from a pre pubescent girl who liked to slate my every move, every breath I took.

After moving to LA I grew a back bone and learnt to take shitty comments on the chin, and because of this grew my delightful personality that consisted of sarcasm and standing up for myself.

I yawned as I weaved through the mentions, not particularly interested.

Well, that was until I came across multiple pictures of myself and Bill spamming my mentions. I rolled my eyes, people loved to be nosey.

Although what I did notice was that it was the same three images across multiple tweets, so I decided to enlarge them and what met my eyes were pictures of myself and Bill looking awfully close.

Sickness overwhelmed me, as did sheer panic.

The first image was of us on set, with me on his back and a huge smile on his face as I whispered something into his ear.

The second was of us walking to the restaurant in Beverly Hills in the other day with his arm thrown over my shoulders.

The final image was of us in the restaurant, taken through the window and we were holding hands.

It didn’t look good for us, and I figured it was better to say nothing than to try and magic up a lie that probably made us look shadier.

I let out a growl and slammed the my laptop shut, throwing it to the side of me and covering my face with my hands.

I knew this would happen, but I thought it’d be easier to deny and it was only a matter of time before the tabloids had the pictures printed in every magazine in America.

The last thing we needed getting out was that we both liked each other and the sheer amount of time we spent together, or to have any more picture taken of us without our knowledge.

To say I was worried was an understatement, being so out there now meant that the press would start digging and the last thing I wanted plastered over the internet was my sad excuse of a life.

I didn’t need anyone to know that I’d dropped out of school and that I hadn’t even wanted to attend college. I didn’t want anyone to know that my parents absolutely hated me for doing these things, I was nothing but an embarrassment to them.

I definitely didn’t need Bill to have to endure the comments that would be thrown at him about my age or my background and it was a blessing that he didn’t have any social media or it was certain that this would have blown up even bigger.

I have no idea how long I was sat on my couch wallowing in self pity but the sound of my phone ringing, along with he vibrations snapped me out of my trance.

I yanked it out of my back pocket taking a quick glance at the caller ID, almost shouting out in frustration at the sight of Bill’s name.

I couldn’t bring myself to answer it, so speedily pressed the reject button on the screen.

There was pure silence for a minute before it rang again, flashing up once more with his name. I knew that he’d keep calling if i didn’t pick up, he was the most persistent man I’ve ever met.

“What’s up?” I breathed, running a hand down my face.

“Oh, hey. I’ve just finished with my meeting, are you ready?” He asked, most obviously speaking to me over the speaker in his car.

“Erm, no. I don’t feeling like going out anyway, feel free to head back home.” I excused, the thought of being pictured out together again making my head spin with anxiety.

“Why not? You love going to Target, you were so up for it this morning… is something wrong?” I could almost imagine him frowning in confusion, because it was true, I fucking loved Target.

“I just don’t feel brilliant, Bill. Look, I’ll talk to you later, bye.” I spoke in a rush, hanging up the phone and dropping back into the cushions of my couch.

Tears spilled over and I sobbed quietly, more overwhelmed than anything.

I didn’t move to LA to become the focus of every gossip magazine, I came to escape my old life. This wasn’t what I wanted, I just wanted to work and be happy.

I merely wanted to be left alone, it’s all I’ve ever wanted. Bill was the only person who knew almost everything about me, he was the one person I knew who would catch me if I fell.

A knock at my door pulled me away from the darkness that was just my thoughts and I wiped the tears from under my eyes, sniffling and breathing deeply before hopping up from the couch and plastering on a smile ready for whoever was on the other side of the door.

I twisted the inside lock and pulled it open, cursing at myself for not checking through the spy hole before opening the door.

“What are you doing here? I told you I didn’t feel like going out.” I muttered, leaving Bill at the door and walking into my kitchen.

I heard him close the door behind him and he followed me, and I could feel him watching my every move as I leant on my sink and looked out of the window in front of me.

“You sounded upset on the phone and I’m not an idiot.” He remarked, his presence strong behind me.

I made a face and gritted my teeth.

“You’re an idiot if you forgot how to use your key and let yourself in.” I whispered to myself, watching as the sun moved behind the clouds.

“What’s up with you? You were fine this morning, right until I left. Now I’ve finished my meeting and you have no interest in being around me, and I can’t figure out why.”

I span around harshly, taking him off guard.

“I told you to be careful with what you did in public, the hand holding, the cuddling! Now the press have got photos of us and they’re all over the fucking internet and I have people emailing me asking for interviews, I knew this would happen, I told you that people would start speculating!” I yelled at him, his eyes widening at my sudden tone of voice.

“What pictures? You need to get a grip, Mya! We take one step forward and two back and I specifically remember telling you to not worry and just let people speculate. We’re the only people who need to be involved in our business, it’s our own business.” He spoke back, making me roll my eyes.

“It’s not even speculation that’s the problem, Bill. It’s the fact that people have confirmation that there’s something going on between us, and I don’t know what to do about it.” I spoke, my voice cracking and more tears threatening to fall.

Bill let out a prolonged breath and advanced towards me with his arms outstretched, they wrapped around me like a shield.

“There’s nothing you can do, or that you need to do. But I think it’s time to face the facts or maybe our feelings in this case.“ Bill murmured into my hair.

I nodded against him, my face buried into his neck.

Now was the time.

"I’m pretty damn sure that I’m in love with you.” I admitted against the skin of his neck.

“Well that’s good then, because I’m pretty sure I’m in love with you to.” He replied, pushing me back gently and holding my face between his hands.

I looked up at him and once our eyes met I felt every ounce of hurt, upset and anger leave my body.

He rested his forehead against mine and pressed a kiss to my lips, it was gentle, like a feather touching you for a second.

I kissed him back and let my arms go up around his neck, so grateful to be in his arms.

He pulled back for a second and I almost let out a whimper at the loss of contact.  

“Be my girlfriend, wife, whatever. I just know that I need you, all of you.” Bill revealed and I nodded.

“Can we not say anything to the press? or to anyone, just not yet.” I asked, touching his full bottom lip with mine.

“Whatever you want.” He whispered, grasping my face harder and crushing his lips on mine.

This was it.

This was official.

Friends with benefits didn’t really work out the way I planned but I think it was for the best and now all feelings, secrets and confessions are out there.

I just hope nothing ruins it.


- Hey everyone, I’m so thankful for your patience with me and I’m so glad to finally have this chapter up. I hope you enjoy this filler and there will be more tomorrow :) Also thank you for your wishes of wellness, they’re very much appreciated 😘


Taking Chances [part 4]

[part 1]  [part 2]  [part 3]

Warning: smut

Wordcount: 1912

***so I finally managed to write this. I haven’t written smut in over a year so I’m sorry if it’s kinda shit lmao


You chuckled as you looked up from your phone and to your surprise; he was already looking at you, again. But it was different this time. A smile formed on his lips, showing his bunny teeth. Shaking your head a little and rolling your eyes, you turned your attention back to the movie. The evening had been quite normal, apart from the uneasy feeling that was brewing in the pit of your stomach, when you had to face Jungkook for the first time after agreeing to help him.
Jin had made dinner and afterwards you had played some board games with the boys until it was time to watch a movie. The boys had decided on Disturbia prior to you getting to the dorms. So now you were sitting on the big couch with Yoongi, Hoseok and Jungkook. The latter had pretty much raced the other boys to get the spot on your left.  Subtlety was definitely not his strong suit.

Keep reading

Bruised and Battered Part 2

Sam, Dean x Reader (Friends, soon to be more)

1250 Words

Story Summary: Being friend with Sam and Dean Winchester had been the best part of your life. But then they were gone, and you had nothing to distract you from the physical and verbal abuse from your parents. Years pass, and your parents suddenly vanish. When Sam and Dean come help to find them, you aren’t sure what they will do when they discover your dark past.

A/N: Mentions of Abuse. Also, sorry this one is shorter than I wanted, but at least I got something out!! Now I’m going to fall asleep and hope I feel better!

Read Part 1

With your legs tucked underneath you, you continued to stare out the window of the Impala, watching as trees and buildings sped past you, nothing but a blur. Your mind a million miles away as you thought about what lay ahead. If your parents were still alive, and whether you cared if they were dead.

Truthfully, that part of you was numb. Your parents had treated you so horribly, that you weren’t sure if you wanted them back or not. Sure, they were your parents, and you should love them no matter what. But this might be the break you were looking for. Feeling horrible for thinking that way, you quickly brushed away a spare tear, amazed that even after everything you had gone through you could still cry.

Keep reading

Wheres my Love ~ Peter Parker

Request: Could you maybe do a peter song fic based off of where’s my love by syml?? lots of love to you!!

Word count: 1,891

Warnings: Make-out, minor swearing, angst

Relationship: Peter Parker x female!reader

A/n: the italics or “flashbacks”, I hope you guys like this! Requests are currently open. This fic is based off of the song Wheres my Love by Syml and I highly suggest you listen to this song while reading it :)

The day she left was the day Peter’s heart shattered into a million pieces. He remembered the moment she left the note in his room like it happened minutes ago. His heart felt heavy and his body numb.

Dear, Peter

Peter I don’t want to leave but I have to go, I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you this in person, I just couldn’t face you. I love you, Peter Parker. I always will, but we have to move on.

Love, Y/N

He discovered the note on his bed after she had left for the night. She had been acting strange all night, but Peter just blew it off like it was nothing. He had plopped down on his bed and he heard a crinkling sound under his pillow. The note was stained with tears that he assumed were from her. He threw the note down darting to grab his phone to text Y/N. He texted her over one hundred times, but he’s never gotten anything back. The next morning May came into his room breaking the news that Y/N never came home after the night of being at his house.

“Hey Peter, my parents said I have to come home” she sighed. She got up from her seat on my bed making her way over to me and engulfing me into a huge hug. She snuggled her head into my neck pulling me as close as she possibly could. She pulled away from the hug and gripped my cheeks and brought her lips to mine. Peter wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her closer and she moved her hands from my cheeks to the back of my neck. She started to pull at the strands of hair and he let out a hum in approval. He moved his hands from her back to her hips and gave them a squeeze causing her to gasp, and he took this opportunity to slip his tongue in her mouth. She attempted to win dominance, but Peter didn’t allow it. He put his hand under her thighs signaling her to jump. He walked over to the bed not breaking the kiss and laid her down on his bed. He took the spot in between her legs and broke the kiss and moved his lips to his neck surely leaving and mark. This caused Y/N to throw her head back in pleasure.

“I have to go Peter” she breathed, he stopped kissing her neck and lifted his head up settling his forehead on hers.

“Do you have to” Peter whined kissing her again. She kissed back for a couple seconds, but she pulled away and nodded. Peter rolled off of her and laid back on his pillow. She propped herself up on her elbows and turned to face him.

“Peter, you can never forget that I love you” she whispered. Peter frowned, sitting up a bit. He cupped her cheek looking her straight in the eye.

“I won’t, and you never forget I love you more than anything and anyone in the world” He stated giving her a goofy smile. She gave him one last kiss and walked out the door, and that’s the last time he ever saw her.

Peter stared up at the ceiling her felt tears begin the blur his vision. He felt the salty liquid begin to run down his face. He didn’t want to cry, but that was the only way he could cope

Why did she leave? He thought. Why would she leave everything behind even her family? Even me. Why can’t she just come home? He needed her.

It had been over a month since she disappeared without a trace, but he still cried himself to sleep. All he thought of was her. His grades had been dropping because every day he would stare out the window hoping he would see her come back. He would stare at her seat imagining she was sitting there. School had felt so empty without her. For the first couple weeks, she was all everyone talked about her. Everyone stared at him, they pushed him with questions about what happened, but the truth was he had no clue what happened or where the hell she went. All he knew is he wasn’t going to stop until he found her.

“Peter there is a Y/N here to see you” he heard May shout. Peter instantly hopped off his bed running to meet the beautiful girl he was paired up to do a project with.

“Hey,” she said looking down at her feet.

“Hey” Peter responded back rocking back, and forth on heels. They both stood there in awkward silence until Peter broke it.

“Would you like to go to my room in work” he suggested.

“Um, yeah, of course” she agreed, giving a small smile. She followed him to his room and they both sat on his bed.

“Sooo, what do you wanna do for this stupid project,” Peter asked looking up at her.

“I have no idea” she laughed pushing a strand of hair behind my ear.

“We can probably just do a powerpoint, that will be the easiest” he replied getting up to grab his computer. Y/N bent down to reach for her laptop which was currently in her backpack. While she did that he looked at her memorizing all her features. She was breathtaking. After she had gotten her laptop she sat back up. Peter still staring at her. Y/N felt the heat rise to her cheeks and she bows her head down so he wouldn’t notice that she was blushing.

“What are you looking at,” she asked timidly

“You’re just very beautiful” he replied, but a second later he quickly covered his mouth mentally freaking out. “I-I mean u-h” He stumbled over his words trying to fix what he had just said. He was redder than a tomato and so was she.

“Thank you” she blurted, giving him a warm smile and then immediately looking back down at her feet.

Just thinking of this memory made Peter’s chest feel tight and his heart to feel heavier than ever before. Her leaving was even interfering with his job as Spiderman. He could barely get himself out of bed. She was the only person besides Tony Stark that knew he was Spiderman. She was always there for him, to take care of him to stitch him up, to hold him when he was scared.

Y/N was walking home late at night when a man covered her mouth pulling her into a dark alley. She let out a muffled scream, kicking and squirming trying to get away. She was able to elbow him hard enough which gave her the chance to run and scream for help. He was about to grab her again, but Spiderman swooped in webbing the man to a wall. Y/N was shocked and terrified. He grabbed her waist and took her to the top of a building. He put her down gently. There were tears streaming down her face making his heart ache in agony for her.

“Are you okay miss?” Spiderman asked the shaking girl. All of the sudden the girl wasn’t scared. She knew that voice.

“Peter”? she questioned.

“N-no this I-Isn’t Peter” he lied trying to keep his cool and get out of this situation without you finding out.

“Don’t lie, I know your voice Peter Parker” she whisper yelled. She slowly raised her hands and began to lift the mask off. There was no way Peter could lie his way out of this one, so he didn’t stop her. “I don’t know if I should be Mad, grateful, or terrified”

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I didn’t tell anyone, please for-” He was cut off by her attaching her lips to his. Her lips were soft and delicate, which made him melt into the kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he wrapped him around her waist. She pulled away resting her forehead on his.

“God I’ve wanted to do that for so long” she whispered breathlessly. Giving him the smile he adored and could stare at for hours

Peter winced in pain thinking that he was probably never going to feel your lips on yours ever again. He didn’t want to be Spiderman without you. He didn’t want to live without. He reached for a photo on the night stand. It was a picture of her in front of the Statue of Liberty. Her smile was huge, she had been laughing at Peter because he could figure out how to work her camera

“Peter”! She exclaimed, burying her head in her hands. “You just press the button at the top of the camera” she laughed.

“This is a lot more complicated than you think Y/N” he mumbled fiddling with the camera.

“Wow, the genius can’t figure out how to take a picture” she sassed. She started to laugh at the glare you threw at her and Peter finally snapped the picture.

He held the photo to his chest, hugging it. Tears pooled his eyes once again

“Just come home Y/N” he whispered.


Peter lived out the rest of his high school years without Y/N, and even though she told him to move on, he couldn’t. He was so in love with her and even after 2 years without her he still loved her, but there was part of him that hated her. Hated her for leaving him alone with no reason why, All he wanted was a reason, just some type of closure, but he knew he was never going to get it. Peter had been accepted into Columbia University to study chemistry. He was starting over. He needed to get over Y/N, and he had to face the reality that he was never going to see her again. He had just set up his dorm that he was sharing with his best friend Ned.

“Do you want to go check out the stands and join some clubs?” Ned asked pulling Peter out of his gaze out the window.

“Yeah, why not” he replied nonchalantly. Leaving Ned with his mouth wide open. He was almost as shocked as he was when he found out Peter was Spiderman. Ned didn’t expect Peter to join any clubs because he had quit everything he was in the day Y/N left.  He was the only one who knew she had left. Everyone thought she had just disappeared, but the truth was she had left without a trace, but he kept that to himself. The two boys went down to the main grounds to check out the clubs that they could join. Peter was standing near the decathlons teams table. He took a brochure and turned around. He looked off in the distance trying to find where Ned was, but he didn’t find Ned. He saw the girl he had been looking for, for over two years. He found Y/N.


Part 2?

Silent Treatment

Requested: reader and Juggy get in an argument and Juggy proceeds to give reader the silent treatment, Betty thinks it’s her chance.

Pairings Jugheadxreader

Warnings: Swearing? Fluff

A/N requested via ask box, some asked me for a different Jugheadxreader argument one not involving Betty and I want to let them know this is not it. Enjoy kittens!


“jughead…jughead…Jughead…would you just listen to me” you attempted to pull your boyfriends crossed arms apart.
“You’re not seriously still mad about this?! This was before we were even a thing!” He continues to attempt to walk past you as if you weren’t there.  

“Jug stop!” You put both your hands on his chest and pushed against him to stop his meandering through the school halls.

“Jughead, it’s been like 4 days! Can you stop with the silent treatment!” He gave you one solitary blink before exhaling loudly and continuing his course leaving you standing there.

Putting your hands to the sides of you face and squeezing your eyes as closed as possible you wanted to scream the halls down.

“Hey YN!” You jumped at the sudden appearance of Betty.
“Oh hey bets”
“So I saw that…that little moment with you and Juggy there….trouble in Paradise?” Betty had managed to stifle the smirk begging to grow across her face.

“Ugh Betty, I’m so over it, im just finished with him…oh shit Betty I’m late, talk later!” you jogged away from the girl who was about to throw a live grenade into your relationship.

See, if you had time to find you would have gone on to say “finished with him ignoring me, I need to make it better” but no, you didn’t get a chance to finish. Betty heard what she wanted to hear and began to test the waters.
It started with small things, things he didn’t even notice and things you couldn’t notice because you were never around to see them. Betty wanted Jughead for herself and before you came along, she almost had him.
She then decided to swan dive into it, after all you and Jughead hadn’t spoken in almost a week and he avoided you, she didn’t really have much of a reason to believe ye were together in the first place.
Jughead POV
I was angrily slamming the keys of my laptop when Betty came in out of the Friday rain to Pops’

“Hey BeanieBrain!” I shuddered slightly at Betty’s use of one of Yns endearing names for me, it didn’t sound right coming from her. Then again it had been nearing on 168hrs and 38 minutes since I last spoke to yn let alone heard her call me that. I stopped counting the seconds after second 172800.
Betty slid in next to me in the booth, miles closer than usual. I wish it was yn there now not Betty, god I miss yn, I’m such an idiot, I should go apologize for being an idiot. Idiot, idiot idiot.
“So juggggggggyyy whaaatcha dooooing?” Is betty drunk? Or high? She better be one of those because her hand is very much more than half up my thigh.

“uhhhh nothing Betty…what are you doing?” I half laugh in an attempt to diffuse the situation.

“im just going to do this” she whispered before leaning in and attaching her lips to mine. I have no idea what is going on right now but I do know this is wrong and nothing has made me want yn more. I’m about to pull away when I hear her.

“Jughead?!” yn stood at the other end of the diner, hands by her sides and hurt on her face. Oh my God oh my god

“Wha…what…what…you text me to meet you here for this?!” Her voice was breaking and I stood to say something but she was gone like a flash out the doors and into her car, swerving out the gate at fierce speed.

“Why did you do that Betty?! You knew I was with yn?!” I can’t tell if I’m angrier with myself or her right now. I grabbed my things roughly stuffing them inside my bag
“I’m sorry I thought you were broken up and and and”

“Broken up?!” I can’t believe what she’s saying “do you really think id be just sitting here if yn and I broke up?! Do you really think i could still go on breathing without yn in my life?!”
No answer.
“Well after tonight I guess we’ll find out the answer won’t we?” I take off out the door after ynn.

Yn pov

I’m just happy my parents aren’t home to see the state I came home in. They would have been full of questions before full of told you so’. I had been with Jug a little…a very little over a year but still I knew a little bit of them didn’t trust the boy from the wrong side of the tracks. Maybe they were right….no no they weren’t yn shut up! Were they?
I threw myself on my bed before rolling as tightly as possible into the wall.

I wasn’t on the bed two seconds before banging came to the door. I sat up and looked out the window above me adjacent to the bed.
Jug. Nope. I threw myself down again. More knocking. More ignoring. More knocking. More ignoring. No knocking. Good.

My soul almost left my body with the fright Jughead gave me from knocking on the my bedroom window.

“JUGHEAD! I told you to stop climbing the drain pipe! We’re not kids anymore you could have fallen and died!?” I flung open the sash window and pulled him in through it and onto the bed.

I rolled over with my back to him immediately after that. I felt him lie behind me before slowly, gently putting an arm on my side. He slowly edged closer to me until he was cuddled against my back, slightly wet from the rain crashing outside. I felt his face nuzzle lightly against my neck and I fought the urge to shiver at the drop of water that leaves his hair and landed on me.

“Yn…” the voice I haven’t heard in a week makes the hair on my neck stand up.
“Let me just explain…”
“Oh so now you want to explain yourself I’m supposed to listen?! You kissed some other girl jug?! you kissed Betty! That’s way worse then what I did!” I couldn’t stop myself from crying.
My body started shaking before jughead wrapped his grip around me tighter to steady me,

“I know yn, im an idiot, I didn’t give you a chance to explain, please please let me explain” Jughead whispers before gently kissing the nape of my neck and then nuzzling me again.
“If you want to be with betty then…” Jughead flipped me over and pulled me into his chest before I could finish the very soul crushing thought.
“Ynn I don’t want to be with Betty, I’ve never wanted to be with Betty, i only want to be with you”
“I’m really sorry about…”

“Don’t apologise for that, it was stupid. I’m sorry for what happened with Betty but you have to understand she kissed me, i didn’t want what happened to happen” he kissed the top of my head before I buried myself into his chest and tangled our legs together.
“Juggy I don’t want to fight anymore”
“I never want to fight again, it nearly killed me not speaking”
“Yeah it wasn’t great for me either…then again it was very peaceful” jughead nudged me with his head lightly in response, breathing a chuckle.

“i love you so much yn”

“I love you too Juggy….but you’re soaked from the rain and need to get out of my bed” I playful shove him away as he smirked, shoving me back.
“Hey I ran here in the rain, that’s some notebook shit right there”

“I’m pretty sure in the notebook Ryan Gosling didn’t kiss another girl to have to run in the rain sooo” he rolls his eyes ((I fail at being a stereotypical girl and I haven’t seen the notebook so idk maybe gosling does 😂))
“Seriously though Beaniebrain you’re going to get sick, go take a shower”
“Yes” a wicked smile grew on his face before he climbed over me and stood up.

“Let’s take a shower” he suddenly threw me over his shoulder.
“Jughead!!!! You lovable idiot put me down!!,” I couldn’t not laugh, I love him so much.

Much love Xx

Hawaii - Jimin

Originally posted by kookies-for-taehyung


Parts; Masterlist, One, Two, Three, Four

Pairing; Jimin x Reader

Genre; Romance, Fluff

Word count; 2.736

“Ya JK, open the door!!” you heard someone yell whilst pounding on your door. You were startled as you were already asleep and as you moved to grab your phone you were getting angry because it was in the middle of the night and after the jetlag you suffered from flying from Europe to Hawaii, you finally fell asleep at a normal time but now there was a lunatic pounding down the door, yelling for someone named JK.

It wasn’t till you were fully awake that you saw your friend Mina hyperventilating, this was something new but as the guy kept yelling JK, she went completely crazy. “Why aren’t you opening the door?” you asked with a husky voice but she just waved me off, which made you get out of bed to open the door yourself, this was going to be interesting because if that person thought you were going to let him off easily, he was dead wrong. “YA KOOKIE OPEN UP!!” his voice was getting louder so you quickly put on your silk robe and open the door. “SHUT UP WILL YOU!” you yelled back but when you saw the person in front of you, you immediately wished you hadn’t said anything because it was the most handsome guy ever and there you stood yelling at him, he was also in shock that was a certain thing “That’s Jimin from bts.” you heard Mina choke out.

“Where is JK?” Jimin pushed you aside and walked into the room, he was reeking of alcohol and he must really be drunk. “There is no JK here, you have the wrong room.” you tried but he had already taken up the bed and after a few seconds, a soft snore came from him. “What the?” you were feeling shocked that was for certain and Mina just kept watching Jimin and who could really blame her, as he was beautiful even whilst being drunk. “Mina? You said he is Jimin from Bts right?”

“Ye, Park Jimin, you know who he is, I’ve shown pictures of him.”

“I know who he is but I’m not wearing my glasses and it’s night, you know my vision isn’t that clear, the only thing I can see is that he is really handsome.” you said apologetic and she nodded without looking away from a sleeping Jimin, this was going to be super awkward in the morning, you needed to find the guys or a manager to get him out of here. You grabbed a bra and sweats and a shirt and put on your glasses, so you were at least a bit presentable. “Mina please look over Jimin and don’t take pictures, I am going to look for someone of the Bts team.” you took the room key and went to look for someone you would recognize. After having no luck, you went up to the reception and asked if they could call someone from Bts’s team to meet me in the lobby and at first they denied that there was even someone from Bts and you actually had to tell them about Jimin and the fact that he was sleeping in your room. You quickly texted Mina to tell her to make a picture and send it to me, just to prove it to the receptionist and when she saw the picture of a sleeping Jimin, she immediately called one of the rooms and not long after a guy with glasses came walking up to you followed by none other than J-Hope and JungKook, now that you were wearing your glasses you recognized them right away.

You put up your hand to signal them and J-Hope was the first one that spotted you and he nudged the other guys. “Are you Y/N?” you nodded and bowed quickly. “Why is Jimin in your room?”

“I really don’t know but he was pounding down the door, calling for JK.”  Jk and J-Hope exchanged a certain look, which looked a bit like panic. “Look he is really drunk and he just passed out in my bed and I just thought you guys should go and get him.”

“Did you take any pictures?”

“Ani, we didn’t. We do respect your privacy.”

“Is it okay if you let him sleep in your room for just tonight, I know it’s weird but he has been down and hasn’t been sleeping, so if he is finally sleeping then we should really let him sleep.” they sounded apologetic and as they look at you with their puppy eyes, you couldn’t say no but you couldn’t help but sigh at this because how in the world were you going to get some rest. “Sure, does he need to be somewhere at a certain time later today?”

“Ye, he needs to be at the beach at 9 am.” of course he did, this was going to be a real bitch because it meant you had to be dressed and showered way before 9 am. “Okay, I will make sure he is at the beach on time, I’m sorry for waking you guys.”

“That’s okay, thank you for telling us, we were a bit worried when he didn’t come to his room.”

“Then I will go back, good night.” you bowed and started to walk towards the elevator when you got stopped by their manager. “I really don’t want to be rude but can we see your phone tomorrow?” You were happy he didn’t want to see your phone right now because there was a picture of Jimin sleeping like a baby on your phone. “Of course but really we won’t make any pictures of videos, that’s really disrespectful.” they nodded and bowed, which you took as your cue to walk away but before you returned to your room you asked for a few bottles of water, just in case Jimin woke up really thirsty. It also was a good thing that you brought painkillers. The minute you opened the door you couldn’t help but laugh at what was in front of you, Mina still sat the same way as you left her completely mesmerized by Jimin. “Ya Mina, get off the floor.” she turned and the look in her eyes told me she was completely smitten but somehow you couldn’t help but get a bit defensive about this.
“You are really being rude right now, just go to sleep.” she threw you a glance that told you to die right there but it was so funny you couldn’t help but giggle at this. She did get up and almost crawled in the same bed as Jimin, you quickly pulled her back by her shirt and pushed her on her own bed. “Are you crazy, you can’t sleep in the same bed as Jimin.”

“Ah why?!” she was actually whining in a low voice which made this situation even funnier “Just go to sleep and don’t bother him.” she groaned and whined for a bit but eventually she grew quiet and not long after her soft snores were heard. This made you relax a bit but you still couldn’t sleep so you put the water on the nightstand with two painkillers in a cup next to it, you couldn’t help but be drawn to the sleeping Jimin, his hair had fallen in front of his face and you couldn’t help but brush it away, next thing you know he grabs your hand and pulled you next to him, he actually pulled you into him, which would be really sweet if you would be dating but now it was way too intimate and you tried to get loose, which worked after a few tries, luckily he didn’t wake up but the thing that happened was that you just lost your heart to the sleeping boy.

Not knowing what to do, you grabbed your laptop and decided to watch a movie, you did set the alarm just in case you fell asleep. You took a seat on the chair which was in front of the window and you made yourself cozy, you did fall asleep but woke up by the sunlight, which was the best way ever to wake up. You stretched but stopped when you felt eyes on you and as you quickly sat up your eyes locked with Jimin’s and to say he looked confused and hungover as hell was an understatement. “How are you feeling?” you wanted to get a bit closer but he stopped me with just his hand. “Who are you?”

“Ah I’m Y/N, you were a bit drunk last night and were looking for JungKook.” you quickly explained but he started to look suspicious. “Why would I come here?”

“I don’t know but you were convinced that this was the right room and before we could stop you, you already crawled on my bed and fell asleep.”

“Why didn’t you wake me up?”

“We tried but you were fast asleep but I did contact your manager and told him that you were here and they told me to just let you sleep, so that’s what we did.”

“You didn’t take pictures right?” you hesitated and he immediately held out his hand for your phone and without thinking you gave him your phone but you already had deleted the picture because that was what you promised. “You didn’t take pictures?” he sounded surprised, which made you a bit sad because that meant that there were actually sasaengs that made that kind of pictures, which was a complete violation of their privacy. “Well we did make one picture but that was just to prove you were in our room.”

“Who needed the prove?”

“Ah, the receptionist but after that, I deleted the picture.”

“Thank you so much.” you smiled at him and he let himself fall back on the bed with his arms over his head. “I’m so embarrassed right now.”

“Ah don’t be.” you sat down on the bed and started to spin the top from the water bottle “You should drink some water and I have some painkillers if you need it.” you handed him the water bottle and was a bit surprised when he sat up and moved so close to you, his arm was touching yours and just like last night you felt the same spark but this time you noticed that he felt it too as he froze up for just a second but he recovered really fast as he continued to grab the bottle from your hand. “I’m sorry to ask this but do you maybe have a spare toothbrush?” he asked after drinking the water and you nodded as you quickly got up and opened your suitcase, showing the spare toothbrush. He got up and disappeared into the bathroom. You followed him with your eyes but stopped when you locked eyes with an angry looking Mina, she was definitely judging you hard for being so close to Jimin and you quickly looked down at the ground out of embarrassment. “Really Y/N?”

“Whatever,” you mumbled as you got up from the bed. Jimin didn’t take a long time and you quickly walked into the bathroom and listened to him introducing himself to Mina. You got dressed real quick and decided to put on some shorts and a sleeveless shirt and you braided your hair loosely, your makeup was minimal as you probably ended up swimming anyway. “Mina you can take a shower now,” you called out and sure enough she joined you in the bathroom with a cloudy expression. “You can have him,” she mumbled embarrassed and you wondered what happened there but knowing Mina she probably tried to flirt with Jimin and he most likely turned her down in the nicest way possible.

You walked out of the room when you heard Him gasp and you immediately looked down to see if there was something wrong but nothing was wrong and you looked up and jump back a bit as he was right in front of you. “Oh, you scared me,” you said a bit out of breath but he was actually smiling at you. “You look beautiful.” you felt the blush on your face when he said that which made him chuckle in a low voice. “Ah before I forget this, you need to be at the beach at 9 am.” He looked at his phone and made a small noise when he saw the time. “I need to leave like now.” he was already running towards the door when he suddenly turned around and came back, he pulled you into his arms and gave you a tight hug followed by a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you for taking care of me, I left my number on your phone and I called my phone with it, I will text you okay?” you nodded against his shoulder and that’s when he let you go.

You let yourself fall on the nearest bed and put the pillow on top of your face and screamed in it, this was the first time you could express your enthusiasm for having one of the most handsome guys in your room and to have him hug you and kiss you on the cheek, what kind of dream is this?

“You’re not dreaming but you did steal the guy from me,” Mina said when she walked into the room and you couldn’t help but giggle at her sour tone. “I really want to say sorry but then again I don’t.” which made her snicker as well. “You’re so bad, warning me to stay away from him and there you are taking care of him.”

“I know, I know but I couldn’t help it, I was just really drawn to him.”

“Let’s go rent jet skis.” she suddenly yelled and you immediately were on board because that would be so badass “Let’s go1” we grabbed our bags and a few minutes later we were paying for jet skis and the minute we got on the water, there wasn’t a single thought about Jimin and we just had fun, falling into the water a few times, we were completely exhausted by the time we got back, it was almost evening, which was good because that meant the sun wasn’t that strong anymore, not that it was relevant because you had been on the water for the entire day and got a bit tanned. You two walked to one of the lounge chairs when you spotted Rap Monster approaching you together with Jimin and their manager.

“Y/N, you’re finally back on land, we watched you play as we needed to talk.” You were way too tired to talk about serious things but you couldn’t really escape it. “Sure.” They asked you to follow them and as you took a seat at the chosen restaurant they immediately out some documents in front of you. “These are Nondisclosure documents and I need you to sign these.” Their manager was really bold about this and you actually felt a bit angry as it was offending as if you would tell people about Jimin being drunk, the guys noticed the change in you and they immediately tried to explain the situation. “I get it, I will sign them but know that I’m really offended as ARMY.” You quickly put your name on the documents and stood up and without looking back you walked away but was stopped the minute someone pulled you back.

“I’m sorry but they insisted, I do trust you but it’s just standard procedures.” Jimin was visibly upset but you were angry enough to not fall for it. “Look I’m really tired as I didn’t have much sleep last night, so just drop it.” you tried to pull your arm free, which was fruitless as he was much stronger than you. “Please forgive me.”

“Why would you even care about if I forgive you, I’m just a nobody and you don’t really know me anyway, so let’s just pretend that we never met and just let me be ARMY from afar.”

“Ani, I really don’t want to forget you, I really don’t think I can forget you, to be honest.”

“Why not?”

“Because I like you and want to know you better.”

“As if you have time for that.”

“I never really had a girlfriend but I think you have to be my first so please have dinner with me tomorrow.”


Friends With Benefit [Part 2]

Originally posted by garisanee

Author: b0blegum

Pairing: College Student Lim Changkyun x Reader (x Yoo Kihyun)

Rating: G

Genre: Smutty-Fluff

Status: On Going

Part: Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - …

a/n sorry it took too long for chapter 2. I just got back from vacation and finally could edit on my laptop! Anyway, here goes the chapter 2 with addition of (the satan in this relationship) Yoo Kihyun. ENjoy, hope you like it xx

You saw him literally everywhere on campus. In his building, hanging out with his friends between classes, cafeteria, eating with lots of appetites with his circle, library, picking up some books for his research and in this very corridor, walked passed you without saying anything.

It actually was the third times today he was acting like this and he was acting like this since a week ago, the day the last time you fucked each other. He has been ignoring you, pretending like you weren’t there ever since.

Keep reading

Request: Name

 Anon Request #1: 6/8/17 


count  ➵ 1,403 words

genre  ➵ angst, fluff, a lil comedy, [WARNING: some cursing in there]

theme ➵  bestfriend!jungkook

characters  ➵ jungkook, you



   Jeon Jungkook. It was a name so familiar to your lips that saying it would be no different to breathing air. It was a name you found comfort in, a name you called at times of trouble, misery, despair, happiness, and all sorts of things. It was also a name you screech at the top of your lungs at seven in the morning at a bus stop. 

   “Jeon, do you even use your new phone for the right reasons?” you hissed, fingers crumpling the collar of his blazer as soon as he was in your reach. You drag him up to the bus, scanning both of your cards (which you kept at all times because Jungkook, that darned boy, could never remember to bring his own shit).

   “Duh,” he answered matter-of-factly, panting as he uses your shoulder for support. “Gotta catch all them Pokemons!”

Keep reading

EXO reacting to you feeling homesick

Suho: He’d notice you being emotional while looking at other families. You missed your family and friends so much so he decided to buy 2 flight tickets to go visit them. You smiled brightly and shed some tears when he told u the news, then he hugged you and filled your face with kisses before you started packing your stuff.

(You’re Chen)

Originally posted by vitunkpoppi

Xiumin: It was your friday night at a cafe you both really liked. You had been really quiet lately and Xiumin was a bit worried so he decided to ask you what was going on. You just felt your yes feeling watery and told him how much you missed your family. He held your hands and kissed them. He knew what it felt to be away from your family. “What do you say if we go visit them? ” Your face lit up at his words and you threw yourself at him and kissed his forehead while holding his face in your hands “So that’s a yes? haha, good I will book the flight once we get home”

Originally posted by xiuboyfruits

Baekhyun: “Jagi you’ve been really quiet…you okay?” He asked you while you were watching the new season of your favorite series on Netflix and eating some chocolates “yeah I’m ok” you replied in a very plain way which got him a bit confused. For a moment he thought you were on your period but he discarded it that night he heard you talking on the phone with your brother and heard you said you missed mom and your dog.  He then called your family and bought flight tickets for them to visit you. He even prepared a surprise party for you. Least to say it was the best thing your boyfriend could have ever done for you. After all he loved to see you smiling.

Originally posted by baekvanilla

Chanyeol: He kept seeing you sulking around the apartment and whenever you skyped your mom he noticed you would hold the urge to cry because you missed her and the rest of your family so much. Chanyeol hurt as much as you did, that was how your relationship worked. One day he told you to come with him to the SM cafe. When you two got there you saw your mom sitting by the windows drinking a cappuccino. You ran towards her and hugged her while some tears fell down your cheeks. Chanyeol hugged both of you with the brightest smile and then proceeded to have a really long chat about how your life had been so far. Your mom ended up loving your boyfriend and your love for him grew even more.

Originally posted by jyofanclub

Chen: He’d been working so much lately for EXO’s comeback and also promoting the subunit CBX. He was lying down at your bed when he noticed your eyes were swollen. He figured you had been crying so he sat up and hugged you. He asked you why you cried but you denied it, and of course Chen didn’t believe you so he tickled you until you finally told him that you wanted to see your parents because you missed them so much “I see…Well you don’t have to worry because they’re on their way here” You looked at him confused and he just laughed “Happy birthday jagi~!” That is true it was your birthday in two more days so Chen thought that having your family celebrating your birthday with you was a great idea. You threw yourself at him and didn’t stop hugging and kissing him the entire night.

(you’re Baekhyun)

Originally posted by lxrixna

Lay: You saw your boyfriend working hard for his first full album so you thought that telling him about your worries was something that he shouldn’t be taking care of right now. But, Lay knew something was wrong with you when your reactions while he showed you the new songs he composed were not as extra as they used to be. Where was the fangirling? he wondered. One day he saw you were sleeping at the studio and your laptop was on the coffee table in front of you. Lay got closer to you and caressed your hair, suddenly a tear rolled down your cheek. He got a little bit alarmed then looked at your computer screen and saw the screensaver was a slideshow of some family pictures. He felt so sad you had not seen your family for almost a year. Without hesitation he called his manager “Hi, do you know when the next flight to (your country) is?” he turned to look back at you smiling “This saturday? great, can you get me 2 tickets please? one for me and one for Y/N” This was gonna be the best 2 week vacation you will ever have.

Originally posted by squynhty

D.O: Kyungsoo knew how hard it was for you to be away from home. You were always a very family oriented person and recently you had been talking a lot about how much you wished your family could get to know South Korea. The next thing you knew was that you were waiting at the airport with D.O by your side. He was holding a bouquet of roses while he held your hand and waited for the arrival of your parents. You were sure your parents were gonna love him as much as you did.

Originally posted by sekaisoosgirl

Kai: You went with Jongin to see him practice for their comeback. he was really working hard. One specific day you told him you didn’t want to go, which got him a little bit sad. He practiced that day alone with Sehun and Lay. Both of them told him that they noticed how you were kind of zoned out lately so he got worried and as soon as they finished practicing he hurried home and asked you what was going on. He started to wonder if it was just him being too busy for their comeback that he couldn’t spend much time with you like he did before. After you told him it wasn’t that you said it was because you really wanted to see your grandmother and the rest of your family. It was not until a few days later someone knocked on the door and as soon as you opened you saw your grandma and your parents standing at the door. While you hugged and kissed everybody Kai stared at you in the most lovingly way possible. Your mother went to hug him and thanked him for everything.

Originally posted by illegalkai

Sehun: You were facetiming with your dad when Sehun arrived home after practice. You told your dad you missed him and your mom a lot. He wished he could go see you soon but the flights were really expensive and also things got worse at his workplace. Sehun heard the conversation and he came up with an idea. You were about to hang up when Sehun took your phone from your hands out of nowhere “Hi sir! I just wanted to let you know that I already booked your flight so you can come spend Christmas eve with us and meet my family also” Your dad and you both were freaking out and smiling like crazy, you even asked him how much you owed him for the flight “It’s nothing jagi~ your love and support will always be more valuable than anything else” then he spent the entire time thinking about how he was going to introduce himself to your parents.

Originally posted by blondejongin


It took me all day to write this cuz my mom never let me sit down lmao

Hope you guys like it! and don’t forget to request by messaging my personal tumblr @oohlaulock

4. “I just had to see you.”

A/N: Hiya. Sorry I’ve had super bad writers block lately, and it’s kinda late, but i was supposed to go out with my roommate tonight and well she fell asleep so here I am writing instead. Apologies for any typos, I’m exhausted and finals killed me. Again: all my ish is tagged under “ficshit” 

Here’s the list
1. Oh my God, you’re in love with her
2. You’re too good for this world
3. It’s about damn time

Chloe had gotten an internship. Chloe was leaving. Chloe was leaving Beca for six months and there was nothing she could do to stop her. Chloe was LEAVING FOR SIX MONTHS and Beca hadn’t told her how much she loved her, let alone at all.

It’s not like she didn’t try to tell her. She did the cliche flowers randomly sent to her last class of the day and the buying of the coffee and literally everything she’d learned from all the movies the girls forced her to watch and yet, nothing.

“Amy, I can’t just go tell her! She’s leaving! She won’t leave if I tell her and I can’t do that to her. She’s worked too hard to get where she’s going, I’m not gonna be that girl.” Beca practically screamed to Amy over the phone. She was driving home from her own internship and Amy had called her because she saw that Chloe was almost done packing up her things. 

“Beca, come on! She won’t. She probably already knows.”

“I’m not willing to take that risk, I can’t lose her entirely. It’s only six months, I’ll make it work.” she sighed and rubbed her hand over her face. Six months. Six months of no Chloe, of no late night cuddles where Beca pretends she hates when Chloe does that thing with the little curls on the back of her neck, and no Chloe telling her how much she loves her - even if it’s just platonically.

“Well, you’re the one driving her to the airport tonight - so just get home, ya?”

“I’ll be there in five.” she hung up.

Keep reading

A Soulmate to remember chap 7

A/N- Hey guys! Just wanted you to know that my request box is open and empty

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5Chapter 6

Tags: @welcometothecity, @miss-nerdalots,@marvelsimaginess, @naturalnation123 , @suavehayes (let me know if I missed you/you want to be tagged) so I can add you to the list! Hope you enjoyed!

TW: Churches? Otherwise, none

Y/N- Your name 

L/N- Last Name

Word count: 1,863

You were sitting in an extra little sitting room, and You had just finished checking up on all of your college classes, and making sure you had completed all of the homework, when your mother let out a shrill call, “Y/N- phone!”

“Make sure you don’t listen in this time,” You call back a you reached over to the still-operable landline- that your mother refuses to get rid of -with your free hand. I pick it up and press the button, “Hello, Y/N L/N speaking.”


You immediately stop typing on your laptop and set it aside on the couch, “Jason! How are you, I saw a little bit of the situation on the TV - are you okay?”

He seemed taken aback for a moment, but cleared his throat and said, “Yeah, Yeah, a little bruised up, but I’m fine.”

You let out the breath, “Good, good, I’m glad, I knew you could probably take care of yourself, but still.”

Jason was silent for a moment, and you didn’t know wether to break the silence or wait until he felt like talking, and before you could make your decision he spoke, “So, I, uh, found your cellphone today.”

You blinked in surprise, “Really? You did? I ah, mean Thank you, but, uh, when in the world did you find time to find it?”

Jason was smirking, you could tell by his tone, “Oh, just found a little time, no big deal. When can I get it too you, I figured you need it.”

You nodded, “yeah, say I’ve got work in the morning, would you like to come with me to-“

The phone started ringing and You muttered under your breath when you noticed it was your boss, ‘hey it’s my boss, I should really take this… could I put you on hold real quick?”


“Thanks I’l make it quick, I promise.”

You quickly put Jason on hold before accepting the call from your boss, Steph who is quick to ask, “Oh, my gosh I saw on the news about your Uncle’s party- are you okay?”

You laughed, “Yeah Steph, I’m fine, just surprised you haven’t asked yet.”

Steph squealed, “Oh- M-Gee, about Jason Wayne meeting his soul mate, I was gonna, do you know who the mystery woman is?”

Keep reading

Room 733

by reddit user The_Dalek_Emperor

A lot of people seemed to be very creeped out by this story. I received a couple of messages recommending this story to me a while back. I can understand why. It’s a bit long, but it’s worth it:

The Suicide Room. That’s what they called room 733 - as if I didn’t have enough to worry about on my first day as a freshman.

Keep reading