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Every Unanswered PLL Question from every episode

Since I think the Charles is CeCe reveal is fake, I’m going to watch the show from the beginning and see what questions I have. (Any “answers” given in Game Over, Charles are irrelevant to me because I think they’re fake). All answers given in the show will be bolded with the episode it was answered in, in parenthesis. Just a warning this is going to be long hence the show has over 100 episodes. Also, I have a lot of -A related questions that have never been confirmed. Even during Mona’s reign as -A, some things just don’t add up. I know Marlene says that everything from season 1 and until the end of season 2 is Mona and season 3 starts a new -A, but like I said, some things don’t add up.

Pilot (1x01)
Spencer heard someone scream ‘that night’, who was it?
Why did the Montgomery’s leave Rosewood for a year? To get away from Rosewood after Alison went missing. (2x19)
Did Ezra follow/know Aria was going to be at the Hollis Bar & Grill or was he there coincidentally?
Why did Hanna roll her eyes when she waved to Aria in class?
Who was the blonde in Maya’s (Alison’s) room?
How did Hanna start off in the crowd looking at the chaos of Alison’s house when a body was found then ended up behind Spencer and Aria (behind the crowd)?
What’s the “Jenna Thing”? Alison lit a firecracker in the Cavanaugh’s garage while Jenna and her step brother, Toby, were in it. The firecracker ended up blinding Jenna. Alison told the girls to keep it a secret and they let Toby take the blame for it. (1x02)

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Accidentally Exposed - Josh Dun Smut

A/N: Thank’s for 500, here’s a long ass Josh Dun smut to celebrate.


Pairing: Josh Dun x Reader

Type: Smutty smut

Word Count: 4.6k

Warnings: Blood, nudes, sex, the fun stuff


Originally posted by jcsephsdun

“I understand,” you say through gritted teeth. “Thank you for the consideration.” 

You push the end button and throw your phone onto the carpet of your apartment frustratedly, wanting to scream but also crawl under the covers and cry your eyes out.

You were a newly graduated student from a photography college and had big dreams to have your own photography company, but that wasn’t going so well to say the least. Right out of college, you moved straight to the heart of California, hoping to land as much as an internship with a company. Your resume was online and on many websites, but you barely got offered jobs, to which you weren’t even interested in. And when you applied to companies, you were rejected. Since you had to pay the bills, you had landed a job as a bartender, earning less than minimum wage to pay for your rent. You were past the state of angry and sad. You were loosing hope and money at rapid pace. 

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Tom Holland Imagine: Jealous

Summary: tom is jealous of how close you are with Josh while you’re on tour with twenty one pilots

A/N: josh and Tyler are literally my loves so if anyone gives me crap about them I will personally come for you. This also fucking sucks so I’m sorry


“Y/N! We’re going bowling! Wanna come with us?” Josh called from the door.

“Yeah! Just let me get my shoes!” I called back.

I grabbed my tennis shoes and then was out the door. Josh, Tyler and Jenna were all waiting for me by the car when I reached them.

“Hey, kiddo. You ready to go?”

I nodded and climbed in next to Josh in the back seat. Josh yawned and laid his head in my lap as Tyler pulled out of the venue. I began to run my fingers through Josh’s bright yellow hair as Tyler told us a story about a past experience he had with bowling that ended with him being tossed out and banned from the bowling place in Columbus. I looked down when I felt Josh laugh and smiled at him.

“So, Y/N. How are things with Tom?” Josh asked once Tyler finished his story.

“Yeah! How is he? He still a knight in shinning armor?” Jenna asked.

I smiled and looked out the window at the mention of Tom’s name.

“He’s great. He’s super busy with Spider-Man and everything though so I haven’t been able to talk to him much.”

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I’m sure he’ll call the second he has a chance, though.”

I smiled at Jenna before I turned my gaze back towards the buildings we were passing. Tyler and Jenna began to tell more stories as I felt Josh watching me. I knew he wanted to talk about Tom, but I just wasn’t up for it. After a few minutes pass, we finally pull up to the bowling alley. Tyler made us all sit still for a moment while their manager called him about details for tonight. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and pulled it out to see Tom was trying to FaceTime me.

“Hey, Tom!” I said as I answered the call.

“Hey, Y/N. it’s Harrison actually as you can see. Tom’s doing an interview and I was bored and my phone died. So I decided to use his and talk to you.”

“Oh, hey Haz. That’s cool. How’s the press tour going?”

“Good. Tom’s exhausted though. What’re you up to?”

“I’m with Tyler, Josh and Jenna. We’re going bowling. Say hi, Josh!”

I turned the camera to show Josh laying in my lap. Josh made a funny face before we both started laughing.

“Oh, hey Josh. Well, I gotta go, Y/N. Tom’s almost done…”

“Oh. Okay. Bye, Haz.”

“Bye, Y/N.”

I felt my heart drop as the screen went black. I was hoping to at least see Tom’s face or hear his voice.

“Ready to go, Y/N?” Tyler asked.

I nodded and tried to ignore their sympathetic looks as we walked into the building.


By the time we were done bowling, all thoughts of Tom had left my mind. Tyler and Josh tried to keep my laughing at all seconds which ended with us getting kicked out. Not really a surprise though since at one point Josh literally ran down the alley and knocked some other kid’s ball in the gutter.

On the way back to the venue, I posted a picture of me sitting on Josh’s lap and Tyler and Jenna standing behind us making funny faces. I knew the picture would make the fans laugh.

When we arrived back at the venue, I ran to get ready for my set.

Josh and Tyler high fived me as I walked onto the stage.

The crowd went insane as I sang my heart out and Josh drummed in the back. Since my drummer was sick, Josh was filling in for the night. After I finished, Josh came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my cheek. The crowd went insane as we walked off the stage with Josh’s arm around me.

“Alright guys. Good luck! I’m beat so I’m gonna head back to the hotel.”

Tyler and Josh said goodnight to me and then I was on my way to the hotel.

As soon as I closed the door behind me, I felt my phone begin to vibrate in my pocket. I pulled it out to see Tom trying to call me. It was probably Harrison again, though.

“Harrison? Is this you again?”

“What the fuck, Y/N!?” I heard Tom’s voice yell.

“Woah, calm down. What’s wrong?”

“Don’t give me that shit! What is going on between you and Josh!?”

“Me and Josh!? What are you talking about!?”

“Harrison told me he was laying in your lap, and then the picture and then him kissing you tonight!? Is there something you would like to tell me!?”

“Tom you need to calm down! There is nothing going on between me and Josh! He is like my brother! And like you would even care! It’s been like 2 weeks since I’ve talked to you!”

I heard Tom sigh on the other side of the phone.

“I know, love. I’m sorry. I’ve just been so busy I barely have time to breathe. And I’ve never stopped thinking about you and I just wanna see you so bad but I knew I couldn’t ask that of you when you’re on your dream tour and then when Harrison told me about Josh laying on your lap and then you posted the picture of you in his lap and then the kiss tonight, I just snapped. I’m so sorry, love.”

“I love Josh, but as a friend. I’m IN love with you, Tom. I haven’t stopped thinking of you either. I miss you so much.”

“Good. Cause I’m standing outside your hotel room.”


“I have tomorrow off. And I just need to be with you. Come let me in, love.”

I hung up the phone and ran over to the door. I opened the door to see my beautiful boyfriend standing on the other side smiling at me. I jumped into his arms and nuzzled my face into his neck. Tom wrapped his arms around my waist before picking my up and carrying me into the hotel room. Tom laid me down on the bed before pressing his lips against mine and sliding his hands up and down my sides. I moaned into kiss and Tom smirked. I knew I was in for one hell of a night.


“Well, this is a surprise.” Jenna said as her and Tyler walked down to breakfast the next morning.

I smiled and laid my head on Tom’s shoulder.

“I have the day off so I decided to visit my beautiful girlfriend.” Tom said as he kissed my forehead.

But the beautiful moment was soon cut short once Josh came into the room.

I rubbed Tom’s shoulder to calm him down as he death glared Josh.

“Tom, please behave.” I whispered into his ear.

“Well, Josh. Seems like your plan worked.” Tyler said to him.

“Wait, hold on, what plan?” I asked.

“Well, Josh noticed how upset you were about Tom being so busy so he decided to MAKE Tom have time for you…” Jenna said as she stirred her coffee.

“What do you mean?”

“He was ummm… kinda going above and beyond to seem flirty with you to piss Tom off…”


“I’m sorry, Y/n! I really am, but you were just so sad and I knew he would call if he thought he was losing you! And it worked didn’t it!?” Josh said.

“I’m gonna kill you, Dun.”

Josh’s eyes went wide as I began to chase him through the hotel.

“That’s my girl.” Tom laughed as he watched me chase Josh up and down the halls.

Not Josh (Josh Dun x reader)

AGGHH so this is my first imagine that I’ve ever posted and I have like no followers so I doubt anything will happen but I’m still nervous 😂

So, just read it and let me know if you like it. If you wanna request an imagine, let me know.

This just made me happy so I hope you like it guys. Thanks!!!


Not Josh.
Not Josh.
Not. Josh.

At least, that’s what you have been telling yourself for days. Okay, more like months. But, none of that mattered. Just not Josh.

Josh and Tyler were your best friends and coworkers. You saw them on a daily basis and travel on tour with them. As one of their managers/assistants/creative geniuses, it was your job to fully support them and to be there to do everything you could for them. So it could definitely not be Josh for that reason alone.

Not to mention the fact that you had known the boys for years now. Emphasis on the years. And you had always been particularly close to Josh. He was your best friend. You supported him through the good and the bad. You were with him through the break ups, heart break, happy moments. One of the only constant things in your life was Josh. He was your best friend. Your right hand man. And you were his. So this made the thought of any feelings that could have possibly risen for Josh absolutely impossible. Exposing any feelings (which there weren’t any of, mind you) would be awful. You’d loose your friends, your job, and your Josh. Not that he was your Josh per say but he was your best friend.

You’d convince yourself at this point that the butterflies that flooded your stomach when he smiled in your direction or touched you were purely platonic. You told yourself repeatedly that no, you did not find Josh attractive, especially not when he was performing on stage with no shirt and that determined face. And it definitely didn’t make your day when he would text you late at night, asking if you wanted to come to his room and hang out. You had to convince yourself of this. For your friendship and job. Anyways, you highly doubted the feelings (which weren’t there) were mutual. Ever since his breakup with Debby, he hadn’t mentioned girls or being interested in anyone. He was probably enjoying life as a single, handsome, kind guy. Not that you found him attractive. Of course not.

But you couldn’t help to blush as you looked at the photos the tour photographer had sent you of the boys. There was one photo of Josh, a big, goofy grin painted across his face as he sat at his drums, staring into the crowd. He looked so incredibly happy. And he also looked great with no shirt and that goofy grin. But you mean that in a totally platonic way of course. You say there, staring at that once picture for way too long, studying all his features. You have seen him almost everyday for years now but you enjoyed just looking at him. You enjoyed seeing the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled and his jaw line. He was seemingly perfect, even his flaws were perfect to you.

Not Josh.
Not Josh.
Not. Josh.

“Well, well, well, enjoying the view?” Josh popped up next to you, staring at your computer screen before giving you a devilish wink and eyebrow wiggle and laugh. Darn his laugh. It was so cute. In a platonic way of course. You quickly switched to the next photo, which was none the less another photo of Josh. More laughs left his lips as you stared at him with a quizzical grin, hoping your cheeks didn’t look as red as they felt.

“Ha ha. I was just checking the photos that Adam sent me.” You said, sarcasm dripping off your false laughter.

“You never responded to me last night. I had to watch X-Files all alone last night. You are pretty much the worst.” Josh said in a joking tone but as you looked at his face…was that disappointment? No. Don’t be silly.

“Sorry. I fell asleep. I was exhausted last night.” You said, closing your computer with a sigh. Going on tour with the boys was a blessing but it came with a lot of long nights and you felt you got less and less sleep as time went on.

“(Y/N), you okay?” Josh said, genuine concern on his face as he looked up at you, rubbing your arm with his calloused hands. Somehow, that managed to send a shiver up your spine and make you wanna scream. This was ridiculous. Plenty of times before, Josh had rubbed your shoulder or held your hand. God dammit, during your late night tv marathons, you two would cuddle. In a platonic way. “(Y/N)?”

You shook your head, pulling yourself away from your thoughts. “Yeah. I’m fine. Just need to loosen up.”

“Well, how about this? We have a free day tomorrow so what if tonight, after the show, we get some drinks with Jenna and Tyler? Then we can stay in my room and watch whatever show you want.”

You raise your eyebrow, smirking. “Any show? Even watching Friends? Again?”

“Yeah, even Friends. Again.”

You smiled, feeling warm inside. He was always there for you and always there to make things better when you were down. “Well, I guess then.”

“Perfect.” Josh flashed one of his perfect smiles, getting up. “I have to do sound check but I’ll see you later.” He brushed his hand on your shoulder before running on.

Not. Josh.


Every show was electrifying. You are convinced that the boys couldn’t perform a crappy show, and so far they hadn’t proven you wrong. You watched from backstage, like you did every night. But tonight, Josh directed more grins and winks in your direction then he usually did, causing your cheeks to flush and for you to look down at your shoes, praying he didn’t notice.

As the show came to a close, the boys ran off and you congratulated them like you always did. “I heard we are getting some drinks tonight?” Tyler said, wrapping his arms around Jenna, who kissed him on the cheek.

“I’m up for a drink. But first, you need to shower. You smell dreadful.” Jenna said with a giggle, tease fully punching Tyler on the shoulder.

“Yes ma'am.” Tyler said with a wink, walking off.

“I’m gonna get clean, too. I’ll drive you there okay.” Josh said, grabbing your shoulder and you nodded, smiling up at him. “Sounds good to me.” Josh ran off with a wink, leaving you and Jenna alone, with her smirking.

“Well…” she said, giggling a little as eying you.

“Well what?” You said, praying she wouldn’t mention what you expected she would.

“Are you ever, ever gonna tell Josh you like him? Or are you that stubborn?”

“I don’t know what you are talking about.”

Jenna laughed and gave you a wink. “Sure you don’t. Just like Josh didn’t know what Tyler was talking about when he mentioned it.” Jenna shook her head and walked off. What the hell did that mean? Josh didn’t know what? What did Tyler say? You stood there in complete and utter shock, trying to digest what Jenna had said.

Was it that obvious? I mean, you had said if you convinced yourself it was simply platonic between you and Josh, everything would be good.

Not. Josh.


The bar was crowded, full of intoxicated bodies and loud music with bright lights. You walked in dreading the evening, but after a drink or two, you felt yourself loosening up. Which is exactly what you needed. You sat with your three friends, sitting next to Josh and across from Jenna and Tyler, who were rambling about something or another. You felt yourself not listening to the story they were telling and staring at Josh, who was laughing and smiling in response. His brown eyes lit up in the bright lights and his yellow hair was pulled back in a SnapBack. A low muscle tank exposed his biceps and you found yourself wishing they were around you.

Not Josh.

You quickly turned away, chugging down a shot of who knows what before Josh looked back at you, laughing. “Take it easy, killer.” He slurred causing you to smile.

Rising from your chair, you looked at Josh, grinning. “Hey, I’m gonna grab a drink. You want anything?”

“Yeah. Why don’t you grab me a beer?” He winked before you walked off, blushing to your annoyance. He really needed to stop winking.

You walked to the crowded bar, looking at a bartender “Two beers please.” You stated, before you found yourself with somebody standing right up against you. You looked at the young man. He wore a button up shirt, pulled up at the sleeves. His brown hair was a mess, but the good kind of mess. He looked at the bartender, stating “Make that three.” before looking at you, smiling. “Hi.”

You looked back at Josh, who was grinning at something Jenna had said. You looked back at the young man before you and smiled before saying “Hi.”

“I’m Alec, and you are?”

“I’m (Y/N).” He reached out his hand and you grabbed it. It felt different from Josh’s hand, Alec’s hands were much softer and unfamiliar.

“So what are you doing ordering two beers?”

“I’m here with a couple friends.”

“A boyfriend?” Alec asked, a grin on his lips and one eyebrow slightly raised.

You chuckle, looking back at your table to see Josh staring at you and Alec, his hand pressed tightly to his glass. The look on his face was unfamiliar, he almost looked angry. You quickly turned away, wiping away any thoughts that ate at your mind. “No, no boyfriend. Just some friends.”

“Well, to be honest, I don’t know how a beautiful girl like you isn’t with someone.” He said, and you found yourself blushing. “So (Y/N), what do you do?”

“Um, marketing, managing, writing. A little bit of this and that.” You responded, pretending not to wonder if Josh was still watching you. “How about you? What do you do, Alec?”

“I’m a programming specialist at a small company. You know, a little bit of this and that.” He responded with a wink and you giggled.

“Here are your drinks ma'am.” replied the bartender as you grabbed two beers.

“I should probably go.” You said, looking back at Alec who smiled.

“At least take this.” He pulled his wallet out and handed you a card, with his name and number and the place where he worked. “You should use the number.”

“I’ll think about it.” You replied with a wink as you walked off, feeling confident up until you reached the table. Josh was staring intently at you as you sat down, handing him his beer.

“Well, who was that, (Y/N)?” Jenna said with a giggle and wink, causing you to blush.

“Just someone.” You nonchalantly said as you saw Josh chugging his beer, avoiding eye contact with everyone.

“Well, that just someone seemed interested. You gonna use that card?” Jenna asked.

“Umm…I don’t know. Maybe.” You jumped in your seat as Josh slammed his class down and quickly got up.

“I gotta go get a drink.” He said before walking off quickly. You looked down at your lap, thinking of the wildest possibility that he was jealous. No.

Not Josh.

The taxi ride back to the hotel was completely dead silent. Jenna and Tyler had decided to go off on their own, leaving you with Josh who was heavily intoxicated and completely silent. No words were spoken until you reached the elevator and said “Josh, what is wrong?”

“Nothing.” He replied coldly, still not looking at you.

“Really? Cause it doesn’t seem like nothing? What is going on?”

“Nothing.” He repeated causing you to look away from him and stare at the door in front of you. Tears pricked your eyes as you went up another floor before you heard Josh click a button and the elevator come to a stop.

“What the hell are you doing?” You hissed, glaring at Josh, who finally looked in your direction. He looked beaten and tired.

“What am I doing? What are you doing? You basically threw yourself at that guy tonight. Are you stupid?” Josh said, throwing his hands up.

“I didn’t throw myself at anyone and I’m not stupid. Is that all you have to say?” You replied, annoyed with your arms crossed. “After not saying a work for almost all night, you just ridicule me?”

“How can you not see what’s been in front of you this whole time? How can you not see how desperately I’ve wanted you? How long I’ve waited for you to finally see that I’ve been right here this whole time. You don’t need some guy in a bar. You have me. I have you. I love you, god dammit! Why can’t you see that?” Josh yelled, staring at you, breathing heavily. His face was red and he looked broken, completely broken. He looked the way you had been feeling for months.

You convinced yourself it was platonic. Nothing more. Nothing less. You convinced yourself it was just friendship as your feelings bubbled and grew. Yet here was your best friend, telling you he loved you. And you found no words to say in the moment.

“I just told you I loved you. I’ve been waiting years to tell you that. The least you can do is say something.” Josh said, pleading with you.

While you wanted to jump in his arms and tell him you loved him for years as well, you convinced yourself this was just drunken words spilling from his mouth. So you just responded with a quite “Okay.” Josh looked away instantly and pressed the elevator button, causing it to start back up and rise to your floor, before the doors opened. You both exited the elevator and instead of walking to his room like you always did, you both walked in separate directions to your own rooms.


You looked at your phone, praying Josh would text you, saying it was a drunken mistake or ask why you weren’t with him or ask what had happened the previous night. But to your avail, no text was sent and you sat in your own bed for hours, alone and wishing you were waking up in Josh’s arms in his room like you usually did on nights like the previous one. But usually, Josh doesn’t confess his love for you and you don’t respond with “okay”. What an idiot you were. You were too busy convincing yourself that in some way it wasn’t Josh and the feelings were mutual, but they had been.

You knew what you needed to do but putting a plan to action was much harder than it sounded. So, you reluctantly marched to Josh’s room, forcing yourself to knock on the door, half hoping he wouldn’t. But the door opened, and a tired, broken Josh stared back at you. His face turned from sadness to anger and you saw his eyes were red and he was wearing his same clothes from last night. “I’m busy.” He curtly responded before going to close the door.

“Is everything you said last night true?” You quickly spilled out, staring at the floor, too scared of the response, regardless of which one it was.

“Umm..listen, we can ignore what happened. I would rather do that then-”

“Is it? Please just respond with yes or no.” You looked up at Josh, this time pleading.

Josh looked at feet, before letting out a quite, “Yes. I love you.”

Your heart swelled with joy and you beat yourself up for hurting the boy standing before you. “Josh-”

“Listen, I understand. I don’t need pity or anything. I just wanna-”

“Josh, I love you too.” You said it without even thinking and he looked back up at you, a small smirk playing on his lips.


“I love you. So much. You are my best friend but I love you more than that. I just wanna be with you. And I’m sorry I said okay but I just didn’t want it to be a drunken mistake or anything-”

Your rambling was cut off by his soft lips meeting yours, something you had reluctantly thought about for years, never realizing it would come to fruition. He slowly wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling yourself closer to him as your bodies pressed together. You wrapped your arms around him, never wanting the moment to end as his lips danced against yours, feeling all the love you too had hidden from each other for so long. He pulled away, looking at you before grinning. “(Y/N), will you be my girlfriend?”

You smiled, grinning at the boy as you finally said what you wanted to say.

“Yes Josh.”

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josh dun birthday fic???? i dont even care where you go with it, it'll be so cute :)


You push open the door to the bar and pull Josh close the minute the outside air hits you both. Josh shivers even though it’s not cold, and clutches your arm and you try to just put your head down and weave your way past the paparazzi lined up and blocking the line of cars waiting to take you home.

“It’s my birthday!” Josh fist pumps and shouts for possibly the hundredth time since midnight. You chuckle and roll your eyes fondly. You’re hardly sober but Josh is absolutely trashed.

“I know that, rockstar,” you blink at the flash of cameras and tilt Josh’s head down so he can try and avoid them as best possible. “I’m fairly sure the people trying to get a picture of you in that awful shirt know as well.”

“Heyyyy,” Josh pouts, looking down at the fabric of his shirt and sticking out his lower lip. When he looks up his eyes are droopy and sad. “This was a present from…somebody I think. Burberry or something; Tyler told me it was high fashion,” Josh blinks slowly. His words are slurred and thick, even slower than usual.

“I’m sure he did,” you chuckle. You spot Josh’s handlers waving him over to a sleek black car and steer him in that direction.

Josh grunts and flails his hands around drunkenly in the air. You’re close enough now that you just duck away, slide into the car and wait for Josh to take a few pictures before climbing inside but the minute you drop his hand, Josh’s careening off back into the crowd. You hear the bodyguards shouting and the hysterical screech of both the paparazzi and fans gathered around but there’s not much you can do now that you’re already tucked into the back of the car.

“Dammit,” you grumble as you crane your neck and try to see out the window but all you can spot is Josh’s shadow looming close to the door and then jumping away again time after time as he avoids his security team. You’re going to kill him.

“I’ve got him!” one of the security guard thunders through the din outside the car and then finally Josh’s being shoved into the backseat, the meaty hand of one of his bodyguards curled around the top of Josh’s head. He sprawls into the car, a flail of drunk, loose limbs and you pull him down next to you. The security guard, Chris is his name, climbs in last and pulls the door firmly shut behind him.

“You all right?” Chris puts his hand on Josh’s shoulder and squeezes gently.

Josh nods, his head ducked down and hair covering the front of his face. “’M’good,” Josh mumbles into his hand and coughs. “Great. It was a great party, Y/N,” he says, looking up and blinking at you sleepily. “Thank you so much.”

You want so kiss Josh so badly – have wanted to all night, really – and now that you’re relatively alone you finally give in. You shoot a quick glance at Chris hoping he can read the ‘sorry, I’m about to kiss my boyfriend senseless’ look in your eyes, and he just waves his hand at you, pulling out his phone and texting away on the screen as the car drives away from the curb and you thread your fingers into Josh’s hair and pull him in for a kiss.

Josh hums happily against your mouth and touches your face with his clammy fingers. Josh’s lips are warm and wet and he tastes sweet like the alcohol he was drinking all night. You make yourself pull away quicker than you would have liked because as much as Chris is trying his best to ignore you, you do have an audience. Instead of being grumpy about it Josh beams down at you when you separate.

“Yay, birthday kisses,” he says happily. You laugh and lay your head on Josh’s shoulder as the car bumps along the road in the dark on the way back to you and Josh’s house.

It’s not a big party at the house after the night out, just a few of your closer friends and the hardcore partiers who refuse to believe three in the morning is an acceptable time for a birthday celebration to end. You anticipated this ahead of time and had a fridge stocked full of beer and champagne and had covered your kitchen counter with bags of crisps before you and Josh left for the party earlier in the night.

Mark’s got the music set up in the living room and Tyler and Jenna are leading some ridiculous singalong from the top of the coffee table, arms linked around each other as they sway drunkenly. Michael looks nearly passed out on the floor in front of the television. You’re leaning in the doorway to the kitchen just watching everyone for a minute when Josh looks up and catches your eye, his face breaking into a wide grin.

“It’s my birthday,” Josh shouts. You watched Michael reach up and cover Josh’s face with his hand and then wrestle him to the ground. You would go help Josh out, but it’s actually kind of funny, having two drunken grown men rolling around the floor of your house at half four in the morning. They go on for a few minutes until Josh shouts, “Get! Off! Me! It’s my birthday I said!”

Michael finally lets Josh go and Josh stands up, tipping over on his feet before settling himself. You smile and watch Josh as he walks over, trying his hardest to seem sober when it’s very clear he’s anything but. When he gets close enough, Josh leans his face into your neck and kisses you, your hands curl around his waist and steady him on his feet.

“When is everyone going home?” Josh kisses the skin just behind your ear and drags his teeth over the spot.

“Soon,” you glance at the clock and decide that yes, this would definitely be a good time to start calling the car service and empty your house of the hangers on. Josh’s getting more and more restless, rocking slowly into your hip, his fingers clutched tight in your shirt. The last thing you need is Josh stripping you in the middle of his own birthday bash but that seems to be exactly where Josh’s heading. “I’ve got to call some cars.”

“So call them then,” Josh whines. He digs his teeth into your earlobe and you nearly drop your glass of champagne, the brat. “I want them out. Want you so bad. It’s my—“

“Birthday, I know, love, I’ve got it.” You smile at Josh fondly, scooping his hair away from his eyes and pushing it back before Josh gets the chance. Josh blinks at you, his eyes wide and brown, pupils blown out and dark. “I’ll get them out and we’ll see how it goes, yeah?”

Josh rolls his eyes and looks so dizzy when he’s finished he seems about to fall over. If Josh manages to even stay awake another ten minutes it’ll be a bloody miracle; you’re fairly sure any kind of sex is out of the question. Josh narrows his eyes and pokes you in the shoulder.

“Get to it.”

t doesn’t take long for you to get the cars set up and gather everyone to the door shoving them out into the early morning air with a pat on the head and their address pinned to their jackets. Chris kisses your cheek loudly, and Jenna hugs you tightly before Tyler’s dragging her away, pulling the door shut with a wave.

You turn off the lights and decide to leave the mess of the party to deal with tomorrow. After brushing your teeth and stripping out of your clothes, you find Josh completely passed out in your shared bed, fully dressed minus the one shoe he somehow managed to wiggle off his foot.

“What a rockstar,” you say quietly before going to get Josh out of the rest of his clothes and under the covers as gently as you can. You climb in next to him and Josh immediately curls closer, his head pillowed against your shoulder, breath sticky and warm on your skin.

Josh’s alarm goes off at an ungodly time that morning.  Even amidst all the fumbling and beeping, you wish he’d thought to turn it off before consuming enough alcohol to confuse an entire village.  

You lean out of the bed to fumble with Josh’ jeans, trying to dig the phone out of the pocket when Josh’s snores change into the deep, aggravated snuffling he does when he needs to wake up and doesn’t want to. You finally finds the phone and turns the alarm off, throwing the room into silence except for Josh’s low, pitiful moans.

“Oh my goddd.”

You laugh quietly, ducking away from Josh’s swinging hand and the way he’s trying to kick you under the covers. “Rise and shine, Josh,” You roll over to Josh and push the hair back from his face. Josh’s skin is pale, the skin under his eyes dark and bruised looking. “It’s time to get up and ready for soundcheck.”

“No,” Josh moans and flops around in the bed. “Don’t wanna.”

“Well that’s too bad,” You say firmly. “That’s the price you’ve got to pay for being a big famous popstar.”

Josh’s eyes are still closed but his lips turn down in a small frown. “But it’s my birthday.”

“I know, love,” You pat Josh’s thigh under the covers. “Now come on birthday boy, get up and I’ll make you some breakfast.”

Josh wrinkles his nose and blinks his eyes open before shutting them quickly and rolling so his back is to you. He lies perfectly still for a second. “Waffles?”

“Of course,” you huff. “You better get up and get in the shower while I’m cooking though.”

Josh’s quiet for another second before letting out a long and drawn out sigh. “Fine. I’ll get up.”

You pat Josh’s hip and then rub his hair for a bit. “Good,” you say and then get out of bed, You love parties, you do, but last night felt like it might kill you..

“Don’t forget we’ve got my mom’s tonight too,” Josh says. He’s sat up now on the edge of the bed, knuckling the sleep from his eyes. He’s yawning and moaning and is still somehow so beautiful, your chest aches. Sometimes you feel like you love Josh so much you can’t breathe.

“Right,” you look away and grab a shirt and pair of pants and start to get dressed before you do something ridiculous like declare your everlasting devotion to a hungover popstar in your bedroom on a Sunday morning.

“My boy,” Laura pulls open the front door and runs full fledged at Josh.  She wipes her hands hastily on her apron before wrapping her arms around his neck, cradling him like he was still a ten year old boy.

“Hi, mum,” Josh grabs his mother back, kissing her cheek and beaming before pulling away.

“And Y/N,” she says, throwing herself at you with just as much enthusiasm. She claps her hands together and reaches out to gather you into a tight hug.

“Hey, where’s my big brother?” Ashley comes out from the kitchen wiping her hands on a tea towel and shaking her head. “God, Josh, you look like absolute shit.”

“I know,” he chuckles, running his hand through his bright hair. “I feel it too,” Josh mumbles quietly.  You rub his back slightly, you feel bad for Josh for a quick second before remembering who was insisting on the triple shots.

Laura gathers your belongings to put in the back closet while Ashley bounces back into the living room, where the rest of Josh’s family is gathered to greet the two of you.  

“Happy birthdays” and hugs go around before the two of you settle in to enjoy the evening.

“Maybe we should go home,” Josh sighs into your ear about an hour into the night.  He hadn’t eaten anything since breakfast and his brow line was sweaty.

“It’ll be okay, you’ll feel better once you’ve eaten something,” you say and squeeze Josh’s hand.

You and Josh fall asleep on the sofa after dinner, Josh’s sprawled out and you’re breathing quietly against his chest. When you wake up, it’s to Abigail shaking your foot and smiling down at you apologetically.

“Sorry, my mom wants to do the cake before it gets too late. Do you think you can wake him?”

“Yeah, I’ll get him up,” you stretch your arms up and yawn. “Thanks, Ab.”

She grins at you fondly and leaves and you take a few minutes just to be able to enjoy being with Josh all quiet and relaxed like this. The parties were great; you loved to go out and spend time with family and friends, and so does Josh.  But you can think of a hundred times in the past day when you’d have liked nothing more than to be able to take Josh’s hand and kiss him or just sit with him the way you do when there’s no one else around, arms and legs together in a tangled mess of limbs.

“Hey,” you whisper, pushing the hair from Josh’s forehead and kissing him softly. “Wake up, babe.”

Josh frowns, his eyebrows crunching up in sleep. “No. Why are you always waking me up? I thought you loved me?”

You laugh. “I do, love, but your mom wants to do the cake and as much as I like cuddling on the sofa we’re going to need to head to a real bed soon or I’ll be crippled by the morning.”

Josh huffs and rubs his eyes. He swings his legs to the floor and glances at you through the curtain of his hair. “Time for cake, huh?”

“Now come on,” you pat Josh’s leg and stand up, holding your hand out for Josh to grab on to. “Cake then bed. I’m too old for all this partying. Next year you need to find yourself a young girlfriend that can keep up with you better, yeah?”

“Next time,” Josh rolls his eyes and kisses you hard on the mouth. “Shut up. You know you’re stuck with me. Hope you’re going to enjoy long birthday celebrations and partying hard every year until we’re wrinkly and old.”

You feel a stupid grin pull at the edges of your mouth and you have to look away when Josh starts to drag you off to the kitchen. “All right, Josh. I think I can manage that.”

Josh’s childhood bedroom has been converted into a guest room in the sense that it’s still all of his old furniture but the Lord of the Rings and Pearl Jam posters have all been taken down from the walls. The first time you visited you’d pouted when you realized you were seeing a stripped down version of Josh when he was younger until Ashley found some pictures of him, awkward and gangly at twelve and thirteen and that more than made up for it.

Josh slips the sheets and covers up until you’re both curled under the covers. You tuck your head in against his chest.

“I really did have a great weekend, you know,” Josh says quietly. “Thank you.”

You kiss his hand, clasped to yours.

“I’m glad,” You already feel like you’re about to crash, your body is heavy with sleep. You’re tired and warm, and all wrapped up in Josh. “Many more to come, right?”

All Josh does is smile. You can feel it in the curve against your skin.

You wake in the morning to the sun shining brightly through the small bedroom window. You can hear people moving about in the kitchen, the bang of pans and the smell of coffee filtering through the air. You can’t stay long in the morning because Josh has a show to play, but for now this is good. It’s nice.

“Morning,” Josh’s voice is soft and slow. He still sounds half asleep. You push him onto his back and kiss his shoulder.

“Morning to you,” you say.

“You should get me some coffee, I think,” Josh’s eyes are closed but he’s smiling, his lips tipped up and the corners of his eyes crinkling.

“Oh really,” you say. “And why is that?” You shake your head and roll your eyes at the ceiling because the worst part is no matter what the reason you probably will get the coffee and Josh will be smug about it. It’s just a matter of time, really.

“Because it’s my—“

“Josh Dun,” You cut him off. “If you say ‘birthday’ one more time I’m going to lose my mind. It’s not your birthday anymore! It’s Monday! A full day past your birthday!”

“What I was going to say,” Josh rolls over and props himself up on one elbow so he’s looming over you, his hair hanging low and ticking your forehead and cheek. “Is that it’s my birthday week.”

“Birthday week,” you repeat.


You huff playfully. “All right, I’ll play along; it’s your birthday week. Got it.” Josh smiles, and you point a finger at his chest. “But just you wait. October isn’t all that far away and when my birthday rolls around I’m going to make you pay and pay and pay…”

“Oh, I’m looking forward to it,” Josh says, grinning.

Love Triumphs Part 28: Rash Decisions

Jared Padalecki x Reader

1400 Words

Story Summary: AU (I love Gen, and love her with Jared.) Jared and Gen have split up, but are still friendly. You, the Reader have recently started acting on Supernatural, and have fallen in love with Jared. Both of you get hate due to the fact that you are much younger than he is.

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As you lay there, you wondered if your heart was even beating. Or if it was so broken from Jared’s hurtful words that it had stopped working.

Jensen had done nothing to calm you down. Sure, he had offered you his house to stay at, but you didn’t want to get in between the two men. In fact, you knew that wouldn’t happen. They had been the closest friends before you arrived, and they would be that way when you left. But that still didn’t mean you should stay at Jensen’s house and cause them problems.

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Baby Dun- Josh Dun

December 2016

You and Josh were married for 3 months at the time and he’s always wanted kids.  When you found out all you could think of was how great of a father Josh was gonna be. This was the perfect timing since they would be off tour before the baby came.

You had to think of the prefect way of telling Josh, so you went to your best friend Jenna for some help.

Jenna thought of the idea of giving him drumsticks that said the due date on it. You love that idea, it was perfect. You stole the last pair he had in the house and wrote

‘coming soon….September 2017’.

You were still early on so you didn’t know the exact date but knew the month.

You hid the sticks so when Josh was looking for some he would come to you and you would give them to him hinting to look closely.

“Hey babe, do you know if my shipment of new sticks came in. I must have broken my last pair and I can’t seem to find any others.” Josh said from his practice room.

“Umm yeah, I actually think there might be a pair out here.” you said quickly grabbing the hidden pair and  bringing them to Josh.

“Found them.” you said handing them over starting to get really excited.

“Thanks babe.”

“They look kind of different, are they a new style?” you said trying to get him to look at the news you put on them.

He studied them over for a second before finding the writing.

“Oh my god, Y/N really? Are you pregnant?” his eyes were starting to fill with tears and his mouth was fallen open.

“Yeah. you knocked me up and you’re gonna be a dad.” you chuckled and he stood and pulled you into a hug. A few tears left your eyes at how emotional and excited Josh was for this baby and how your family was growing with the man you loved and trusted.

March 2017

You were now four months pregnant and on tour with the boys. You had found out you were having a baby girl and you couldn’t wait to tell Josh.

This time you had Tyler in on the secret and he had the idea of changing the colors in the canons that shoot out confetti during trees to pink. So that’s what you planned, you wanted the fans to be involved because they were so supportive of Josh, Tyler, your relationship, and everything in general. The clique was like one big family.

Josh didn’t know you knew the gender of the baby and he didn’t think you were going to find out until it was born. He wanted to find out before the birth, but stood by whatever your decision was.

When Tyler made his way over to start the speech before Trees he said the stuff he always said but then said “hey Josh you might want to pay attention to the confetti tonight.” he left it at a that and started singing. Everyone was confused except for you, Jenna, and Tyler.  

You went out on stage and stood there once Josh and Tyler got on the platforms in the crowd. A fan must of pointed you out to Josh because he looked towards you with a quizzical look which you just smiled at.  

When they began drumming and the confetti flew out you could see Josh’s face light up at the baby pink covered to pit opposed to the usual pink. The fans were aweing and clapping catching on to the plan.

The song ended and they made their way back to stage to bow. Tyler pulled the microphone to his lips again to explain to the confused and Josh pulled you into a hug kissing the top of your head.

“For those who don’t understand what’s happening, this lovely man knocked up this wonderful woman and now they’re going to be welcoming a beautiful baby girl into the world in September. Anyways congrats guys hopefully you’ll still name it Tyler.” he joked then turned his attention back the the fans. “Thank you, good night, stay alive guys.” with that you all left the stage.  

“Were you surprised?” you asked Josh as you walked to his dressing room.

“Surprised is an understatement. We’re going to have a little girl soon Y/N. I’m so excited. She’s going to be beautiful just like my beautiful wife.” Josh said pulling you into a kiss.

“Hey Y/N look at this video of Josh’s face when he saw the pink confetti.” Jenna barged in the dressing room handing you the phone. It was video on Instagram uploaded by a fan that was basically right under Josh in the pit.

“Are those tears I see Josh?” you teased as you both watch the video, handing Jenna her phone before she left.

“Maybe. Hey, look on twitter we there is a trending tag. #babygirldun.” he pointed out.

“She’s already so loved by everyone and she’s not even out of the womb yet.” he smiled at you statement.

“I love both my girls so much.”

September 2017

Today was the day that your heart grew even bigger. You didn’t think you could love anything more than you loved Josh, but your daughter found a way to make you love her just as much the second she was born. After many hours of pain and tears you and Josh were officially parents.

He tweeted out a picture of you two a few hours after she was born with a caption that read,

Y/T/N and I became parents today at 4:24am. The hardest thing was to see Y/N in such pain, but only to see her face when our daughter was born. Nothing can start to describe the amount of joy I have right now. Welcome #babygirldun.

Tyler had posted a picture of him and Jenna visiting you daughter on Instagram saying, Congrats to these amazing family and their new baby girl. I’m so excited to be her favorite uncle.

You had decided that you wanted to hold off on sharing the name of your daughter for a day just because you had shared everything so far with the public right away.

The next day Josh told you that you should share the name so you did in a tweet. Welcome to the world my sweet baby girl. You are the best little gift ever. Yesterday at 4:25am you came into the world and changed our world. We love you Ayla Grace Dun.

Sober - Part Six (UPDATED)

Angst/Slight bit of Fluff/ but mostly angst

Characters: Kwon Jiyong a.k.a G-Dragon (BigBang), Song Mino (WINNER) 

Part One Part Five Part Seven

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“Mia!” Mino shouts my name in such a high note that I think that the glass of water in his hands will burst into shards.

I smile at him as he stumbles to get up from the armchair and run towards me. There’s an expression of fear and relief in his face, accompanied by his puffy cheeks which seem to be streaked with tears. I try to sit upright but he puts a hand on my chest and gently pushes me back down. He puts his hand behind my head and places it on the plastic covered pillow.

“What- how - why am I here?” I stammer through my words and looks at the small hospital room.

“Shhh,” Mino comfortingly pushing my bangs away from my face and plants a single kiss on my cheek. “You got into a little accident and got a concussion.”

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A Way to You Again: Part 13

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count:  1067

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Summary: Bucky and Y/N have been fairly successful at keeping their relationship hidden from the rest of the Avengers. That is… until Nat walks into the kitchen one night and finds Bucky kissing Y/N. While Y/N is relieved that their relationship is out in the open it soon becomes more complicated than she could have ever imagined.

Author’s Notes: Thanks to the lovely @melconnor2007 for the request! 

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We rode in silence back to Stark tower. There were so many things I wanted to say, but I found myself unable to say any of them. As I stared out the window of the cab I reflected on all the things that Bucky had shared with me. He had been right – I hadn’t known much about him in so many ways. His past, his parents, and his sister had all seemed like distant things to me, but they were as much a part of him as I was now. I bit my lip nervously as my fingers wrapped around his – which hesitantly did the same.  We continued our way in silence – the simple contact saying all the things our lips dared not.

As the elevator doors to the compound open I finally built up my resolve enough to speak. “Bucky – today… it… I never knew… Thank you for showing me,” I said softly as I placed my hand on his chest. He remained silent as he turned to face a large stack of papers and notebooks on the table in the common room.

“There’s more,” he added softly as he led the way to the table. He grabbed the stacks and turned to face me. “You’ve seen the human side of me. The side that I’m most terrified of losing. Now you need to see the other side of me… the monster I was for so many years,” he explained sadly as he handed the stacks to me. He lifted a hand to stop me as I opened my mouth in protest. “You need to understand why you deserve so much more than me,” he explained before walking off to leave me with the weight of his past before me.

I decided to go somewhere other than my room, given the gaping hole in the wall that separated Bucky’s room from my own, to sort through Bucky’s past. As I opened the first folder I smiled to myself at the picture of a young Bucky in his military uniform. I traced my fingers over the yellowed paper affectionately as I wondered what it would have been like to meet him then. My smile quickly faded as I read over what followed. Fury had managed to scrape together most of H.Y.D.R.A.’s notes regarding the experiments done on Bucky. I felt sick to my stomach as I continued to read the doctor’s notes line by line. Of course that was nothing compared to what came after the experiments. Before me was the story of Bucky as H.Y.D.R.A. would have had it told. The faces of each victim – their story, and the story of their ending stared back at me from the pages. They were from all walks of life, and no doubt met a fearful handing at the hands of the man I loved.

I finally put the last of the pile down as the New York sky was melting into dusk. I knew Bucky wouldn’t want my pity, and I tried to swallow it, but found it damn near impossible to get rid of. All those years – those years of fighting to hold on to who he was, and subsequently having his memories altered to the point of being nothing more than a machine. I brushed the tears from my eyes as I shuddered at the thought. He had never talked about it – not more than in passing. Of course I had always known that it was worse than he let on, but I had never let myself fully imagine what it had been like. Once again, it was something in an obscure past that I hadn’t been a part of, and Bucky was right, to truly love someone you had to be able to see all of them. I swallowed thickly before pushing off my chair to search for him.

I found him sitting in the dark of his room with his head in his hands. He seemed taken aback when he looked up to see me entering in the room, but quickly reigned in his emotions. “Done so soon?” he asked flatly as he looked away from me. “I didn’t even expect you to come in and tell me…”

I halted in front of him. It took me a moment to realize that Bucky had resigned himself into believing that I would leave him after knowing the details of his past. “Bucky,” I began softly but he cut me off.

“Look it’s fine. It’s a lot to handle. I can’t handle it – I don’t know why I even thought…” he stopped as I crouched down in front of him, placing my hand on his.

“Bucky, will you just shut up so I can talk?” I asked softly. He nodded in silence as he looked down at me. “I will never be able to truly understand the things you went through. No one will. But those things don’t make me feel any different about you. If anything they showed me how remarkable of a man you are to still be here, and to be capable of so much love.” At this he smiled sadly as he brushed my hair from my eyes with his free hand.

“Ever the optimist – one day that optimism is going to get you killed doll,” he replied softly as he caressed my face. I grimaced at this – causing his brows to knit together in confusion. “What is it?” he asked – an edge of worry in his voice.

“It’s my turn to show you me – all of me,” I added softly as I leaned forward to kiss him. His lips were soft but strong – holding their own as the kiss continued. It felt as if I had finally made my way home after a long journey.  As Bucky’s hands moved down my body softly, I slowly broke away from the kiss. He looked at me puzzled as I stood. “Pack your bags Barnes – I’m taking you home,” I added before leaving his room to do the same.

Bucky needed to see that he wasn’t the only one with ghosts. Mine still haunted me to the point that they nearly tore me away from him completely. As I walked to my bedroom his words echoed in my mind, “Ever the optimist – one day that optimism is going to get you killed…” Little did he know how close he was to being right.

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Accidents Happen Part 2 - Rewritten!!

Title: Accidents Happen Part 2

Pairing: Josh Dun x Reader

Word Count: 2,065

Warning: Douchy Josh, swearing, mention of anxiety and panic attacks

A/N: Hiii frens, I’ve been so unhappy with part two and some of part three, I’ve decided to somewhat rewrite them. This chapter is part two and three rewritten and put together, I personally am a lit happier with how it is now and part three will be up soon! 


Eight days. Eight whole days since you told Josh you were pregnant and you haven’t heard a single thing from him. You’ve been waiting for Josh to call you back so you can figure out how this whole situation will work out. 

Does Josh want to be in the baby’s life? What if he doesn’t want to be? Will he help support you financially? Will he just tell you to get lost and never hear from him again? These were just a handful of the questions that kept you up at night.

You decide eight days is enough, you need your questions answered. 

To Josh: Hey, you said you’d call, but I still haven’t heard anything, I’d appreciate it if you called me - y/n 

A few hours later you finally got a reply, better late than never right?

From Josh: I’ve been busy. I do have a job. 

From Josh: How can I trust you, you’re just some random bar slut. 

The anger boils up from inside your body, how dare he, who does he think he is, some type of gift from god? It takes everything inside of you to stop yourself from calling him and screaming down the phone.

To Josh: Can we please just talk?

You wrote out the message and deleted it, you can’t help but let the anger take over. 

To Josh: Who the fuck do you think you are Josh?! News flash you’re nothing special, you’re just some guy in a band, what gives you the right to call me a slut? Maybe I don’t want you around OUR child

From Josh: There isn’t an ‘our’ child, you’re lying or delusional, would you just leave me alone, I’ve got a show tonight and I don’t want you ruining it

To Josh: I couldn’t care less about what you’re doing Josh, man up and accept the fact that we’re having a child

From Josh: Until I see stone cold proof, this ‘child’ is nothing but a pack of lies.

To Josh: I can come to you now and take a test if you insist on it

You waited over an hour for a reply. Josh sent you the address of the venue and said he’d meet you outside.

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Undeniable Heat Chapter 53: Furniture Shopping

Jensen Ackles x Reader

1300 Words

Story Summary: You’ve just gotten a job as one of the makeup artists on the set of Supernatural. Nervous on the first day, you become completely awkward, winning the affection of the divorced Jensen Ackles. You try to fight your desire for him, but he thwarts you at every turn. Will you be able you separate work and play, or will you let Jensen win?

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“Jensen, are you sure you don’t care?” You asked him as you glanced between your two favorite sets of patio furniture. They were both great, and exactly what you wanted, and you couldn’t decide which one to get.

“Get both.” He answered, and you rolled your eyes at him. “Seriously Y/N, I just want you to be happy with it. I love them both.”

Sighing, you pointed at the rich chocolate set, with its gazebo, couches, and table with a built-in fire pit. It was fancy and outrageous, and you couldn’t wait to spend your evenings out in it. “Can we get a set exactly like this for the house in Texas?” You asked Jensen, who chuckled.

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BMC Jeremy is Missing AU: Seeing You

“Why are we here?” Chloe looked up from her phone at the others as they stood in the big stall in the men’s room. “I was in the middle of ditching Bio. And did it have to be in the men’s room? It smells awful. Like somebody peed on the floor.”

“That’s because somebody probably did pee on the floor.” Rich added looking around at the group. They hadn’t really been in the same room all together with Michael since the funeral and even then Chloe want there. Jake was leaning against the wall playing a game on his phone when he laughed.

“Man I haven’t been in one of these since last year when me and Jackson Peterson were trying to-”

“I don’t want to hear about your sexcapades Jake.”

“No one asked you to listen Chloe. But why are we here? I mean I’m more than happy to ditch English but I’d rather get pizza or something.”

“Michael you said you needed to tell us something?” Everyone’s eyes went to Michael who was closest to the door.

“Why are you wearing…that?” Brooke just noticed the cardigan.

“Okay, there’s something I need to tell you guys. But you have to promise me you won’t think I’m crazy.”

“Michael, if it’s about Jeremy…”

“Christine it is Jeremy!”


“This might sound a little weird, but he’s here!” They all looked confused at Michael. “I mean he’s here, not like alive but-”

“Jesus Christ, he finally lost it.” Chloe interrupted Michael angrily. “Look at him, he’s wearing the fucking cardigan.”

“Dude, have you been taking your medication? I know it’s been hard but-” Jake tried putting a hand on Michael’s shoulder but the other teen shoved him away.

“Medication…that has nothing to do with this! Listen, Jeremy show them!” Michael was staring in front of him straight at nothing, concerning the group.

“Come on, you need to go talk to the nurse. Or somebody but this isn’t healthy.”

“You need to listen to me!”

“Michael, we just want to help you. Maybe you should take the jacket off.” Brooke tried slipping the sweater off when Michael slapped her hand away, backing into the corner of the stall.

“Don’t touch me! Get away! Jer, come on please.” The group watched as Michael’s eyes darted around the stall as he sank to the ground.

“Fuck this, I’m leaving.” Chloe opened the door and was about to leave when it slammed shut in her face knocking her to the ground. Everyone’s eyes widened as the lights in the room began to flicker followed by the sound of the door to the bathroom slamming open and shut followed by a sudden silence.

“What the fuck was that?”

“I told you…it’s Jeremy…”


Dustin hated the school’s bathroom and refused to use it most of the time but it was only fourth period he couldn’t hold it in anymore as he walked over to a urinal, unzipping his pants when he heard talking coming from the last stall in the bathroom. That’s when the lights in the bathroom began to flicker as the doors slammed open and shut. Pulling his pants up Dustin ran straight past the sink out the hallway. He didn’t care how bad he needed to go, he was not dealing with this shit today.


“What do you mean it was Jeremy?” They all looked at Michael who was standing up again, leaning against the stall.

“Michael what’s going on? What was that?”

“That was Jeremy. He’s a ghost.”

“This has to be the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.”

“How else do you explain what just happened?”

“I don’t know, but it’s not ghosts and it’s not Jeremy.”

“What if I told you something that only Jeremy would know?”

“Like what?” Michael went silent as he stared next to him before turning to Christine.

“Your class is reading Hamlet.”

“You could have the same class as her.” Michael went quiet again. A minute passed before he stared at Chloe.

“You have a make-up case, three books and a joint in your locker.” Instead of being surprised she grabbed Michael by his shirt and lifted him off the ground.

“You’ve been sneaking through my locker, you creepy ass son of a bi-”

“I haven’t! Please, it’s Jeremy!”

“Chloe, let him go.” Reluctantly the girl set Michael down on the floor as he adjusted the cardigan.

“Can we talk about this somewhere else?” Brooke asked lifting up her foot to see she had steeped in some toilet paper. “Preferably not a bathroom.”

“We should wait for the bell so it looks like we’re going to lunch together.”

“This looks awkward enough already.”


As the bell rang Dustin walked towards the bathroom ready to finally use the bathroom. Hopefully with less satanic chanting and flashing lights. Heading over to the restrooms he stopped as the door opened with a group coming out. He was surprised when he recognized Jake, Chloe and Brooke when the door closed behind them. Looking at the sign to make sure it was the men’s room Dustin looked back at the group with several thoughts going through his head as to what they were doing in the stall.

‘I think I’m just going to go pee in the bushes behind the school.’


Mr.Heere sat at his desk, closing his laptop as he got up and went over to the kitchen. Opening the fridge he took the gallon of milk and drank from the top. He didn’t drink from a glass anymore, what’s the point? He’s the only one that drinks from it anyway. Putting the milk back in the fridge Mr.Heere looked up to see it was September first on the calendar. Next week would be the anniversary of…pushing those thoughts back Mr.Heere walked up the stairs to his room but stopped just short at the second to last door.

His son’s door. He hasn’t gone in there in over a year, a constant reminder of what he lost. His footsteps weighed down on him as he walked into the room again. The room was musty, a thin layer of dust covering everything in there. His bed wasn’t made, as he sat down on it disturbing the nearby air. A few photos hung on the wall nearby, mostly family photos and pictures of him and Michael doing things together. Taking one of the wall he saw it was a picture of him and a younger Jeremy making sand castles together. This was back when they went down to Florida when Jeremy was nine years old. His wife was the one who took the picture of the two.

Hanging the picture back on the wall Mr.Heere looked at another photo of Jeremy and Michael in front of the highschool. He took that on their first day there, Jeremy was embarrassed as his dad waved then done before finally pulling away. It became a tradition that he took their picture on the first day every year, except this year. Michael didn’t deserve that reminder. Curling up in his son’s bed Mr.Heere clutched the pillow tightly as tears began to fall down his face with no one to comfort him.

anonymous asked:

This isn't a prompt or headcanon but I just love when I see people talking about the squip squad doing things in NJ. I'm from NJ and it's so fun to hear people hc them going on the boardwalks and stuff. Do you have anymore headcanons for them doing things in NJ? ((This is a weird ask crap I'm sorry))

No no that’s so great I’m glad you can enjoy the headcanons! I’m personally not from NJ myself, Ima Mass girl, but I love visiting NJ, so I’ll have to base these on my experiences at wild woods and Atlantic City :0 !!

- The scariest things about their trips to these places is Michael because they always go when it’s sweltering hot but he’s still wearing that damn hoodie.

-One time at Atlantic City Jeremy and Michael walked into a casino by accident because they saw a free buffet sign, and then walked into a room full of slot machines with a giant sign saying “no one under 18 allowed”, got scared, and ran out

-When they told Rich about this he dragged Jake in saying “17 is close enough to 18”

-Christine and Jenna makes them all matching shirts when they go on these trips because they can’t lose anyone

-Jake wears shorts on these trips and anytime he sits on something he instantly gets up and yells “fuck!! Hot!!” He never learns his lesson

-one time Jeremy joked around about feeding this one sea gull that was staring at him to see if others would come, then rich said “do it. Trust me, they’ll come” not only did an entire flock come for that fry, Chloe claims she saw one kill another and one seagull followed them back to the car.

-Chloe and Brooke ever 10s of driving around: “that’s a nice house”

- so they like to stay the weekend in a motel for these trips. Once at about 11 at night Michael and Jeremy snuck out of the motel and tried to walks two miles to find a McDonald’s that they KNEW they saw. Then they walked down a suddenly ghetto street and saw someone throw a fire cracker while the others in the group huddled around the cracker. The boyfs instantly went back to the motel.

-ok so I think this was in Atlantic City but there’s this frEAKING coffin you can sit in? And it feels like rats and snakes are crawling over you? They dared Rich to do it, and have videos of him reacting on the camera feed. Rich didn’t come back the same man.

-they love going to Riply’s! It’s such a cool place, if only Rich would stop sticking his nose in every statues finger.

-Christine is the one to stop and read ever exhibit, but the others just look at the big cool stuff and keep walking. Let the girl read dang it.

-they have so many pictures of them with weird stuff in Riplys

-there’s this trippy tunnel at the end and Jake fell in the middle of it and got so dizzy he had to physically be dragged out

-Christine saw a cat under the boardwalk and started screaming and taking pictures while adoring said cat

-Christine also buys all the damn boat and shell nicknacks in the mall…Christine please…your money.

-they all have a big picture of them sitting in front of the giant wild woods sign but they were facing the sun so they’re all squinting

-they had to physically throw Jeremy into the ocean. It’s so cold. Why.

-michael sits in the sand and watches them all from afar, he doesn’t mind, at least they’re having fun.

-Brooke Christine and Jenna love writing and drawing in the wet sand

- Rich and Jake force chicken fights on everyone.

- watch the tram car please. Watch the tram car please. Watch the tram car please. WATCH THE TRAM CAR-

-they make this the biggest damn joke.



-Christine unironically bought this little toy of the tram car that does indeed come with the famous phrase.

-there’s this ONE damn ice cream store I can’t remember the name of, Mr freezy? Mr frosty? Mr tasty? Whatever it’s good and it has this little jingle that REELS you in every time I swear you hear that song and You’re entranced. The gang has wasted so much money just from hearing that song.

- whenever they go to Atlantic City they write down all the crap they can’t do because they aren’t old enough, they plan on doing them all as a bucket list type thing once they’re ready.

-at Atlantic City they have a ton of small arcades that have??? Coin operated vid games? I’m talking the old shit here guys , like one quarter per game. Jeremy and Michael get so happy when they see jump man and other retro games, they had to be left behind

- “SEAGULL!!” *everyone ducks over their food*

- they usually end it off by riding the ferris wheel at night when it’s lit up, and super pretty. Then they head on home all decked out and ready to sleep for a year.

- I FORGOT TO MENTION that the bathrooms have to be paid for usually. Like I think it was 50 cents to a dollar. So jake keeps asking why the don’t just carry a bottle around to save a buck

Maya and her part!


Recently a fan tweeted Marlene asking if mayas storyline was over and she replied saying their may be a bit more to it. So I went back and tried to see what I could make out of the maya clues and how she fits into everything. 

I always love maya and emaya but her character always seemed a bit sketchy at times kinda like alison. (remember this)

when her and emily first meet she seems REALLY interested in getting to know emily, she was asking tons of personal questions about ali and herself, answering questions with a question, and she was being super friendly and almost choosy with her words, almost as if she had other intentions when she met her. What if she was told to get close to her? (Kind of like ezra & cece already knowing who all the girls were and jenna already knowing alison) 

In S1: “The jenna thing”, maya meets spencer and when her and emily go back to her house she says “I get your connection to spencer, you both like to win.” and emily replies “well winnings great but usually if I do my best im happy with the outcome.” and maya chooses to move the topic to spencer by asking how she feels about winning which always kind of stuck out to me. Emily tells her spencer HAS to win.

I just never quite understood why Maya only really asked questions about spencer, I know you could argue she was just trying to get to know emily but throughout the episodes maya’s in we don’t really see her interested in knowing about all the liars to me it seemed like she asked about spencer only because she reminded her the most of Ali.

& then maya moves the conversation to Alison again saying how she seemed like she was always the center of attention. Then tells emily she usually runs from those girls. Em says “you don’t look like the type of girl who runs from anyone” and Maya moves the convo to something else. (WHO U RUNNIN FROM MAYA)

Also later in the night when emily turns around maya immediately goes and cuddles with her almost like she KNOWS emily was in the closet. She said she had a boyfriend & i dont think it was something she just did in her sleep. + the A alerts afterwards were right on time, something was up. 

this also happens again when they kiss in the photo booth and A steals the strips right away. & maya tells emily not to worry about it that it there was probably just no more paper & drags her away. MAYA WAS IN ON IT THE WHOLE TIME. She was used to bring em out the closet and let A use it against her. 

Also in S2: “I must confess” Maya is scene wearing the exact same tory burch boots -A ordered online. (couldnt find a pic though)

But I think somewhere along the way maya started to really develop feelings and wanted out but A/AD or someone connected to them had stuff on maya forcing her to stay in it so she chooses to run away but A gets her first and kills her before she can get far.

Now lets go back to what I said earlier about her kind of acting like Alison

In the pilot maya asks emily if shes ever smoked and em replies No. Maya says this and the way she says it for some reason really just reminds me of something Ali would say. 

& then later in the episode Spencer sees who she thinks is Ali in Mayas room (ali’s old room) 

But what’s odd is that this person is wearing the same tank Maya was wearing the whole episode.

now this can be explained in a couple ways, either:

1. maya found a blonde wig while looking through the dilaurentis house and tried it on to pretend to be ali.

2. that was really or ali or maybe an ali twin and she was talking to maya & wearing a similiar top? (this one seems too much but wouldnt be surprised if the writers went this way.)

3.maya bought a blonde wig & was really trying to pretend to be someone maybe a trick she learned from a real blonde she knew who liked to wear wigs & be someone else.

       - i’m thinking its this last one! (or i hope it is)

In S2E12: “eye of the beholder” Jason tells em & spencer that maya found some of Ali’s old things in the attic, “Like they were hidden” he thought they threw everything away but maya kept some things, maybe b/c she knew what they were for.

Another thing I wanna point out is maya has mentioned on more than one occasion (1.02 & 1.12) that she has trouble sleeping. I mean I would have trouble sleeping too if I was worried my secrets may catch up to me.

Now I know there a lot of maya theories & some have even said they think she’s A. I don’t think I could really hop on board with maya being A but I do think when mona said “MAYA KNEW” she really meant maya fucking knew, like she knew the game & knew what was going on & just how dangerous A could really be. 

Okay so, we all know there seems to be a couple different teams when it comes to PLL and their alliances. Theres, 

  • AD & Cece (& maybe someone else? idk yet still looking into this)
  • Theres the Liars 
  • Then theres AD’s pawns (Jenna, Noel, Lucas, Shana, Alison (sometimes), Garrett, Mona etc.)

Well i think maya started off as one of these pawns but like all the people above at some point they wanted out and like I said above its likely so did she. 

It’s possible that maybe Ali and Maya knew eachother prior to her disapperance maybe they met on vacation… at cape may.

I saw this picture when I searched up maya clues on google and I almost screamed! I think this Analyzing A tumblr acct found it so i’ll put her link:

Could this mean this is Maya’s unnamed brother? Did she also hang out with Ali, Cece, & Melissa during that summer? Or was she scared of them like she mentioned to emily about attention seeking girls like Alison?

Now I heard from twitter it may be fake but still why would they make the mistake of putting it in the credits? Idk I just think it would be a nice twist for maya to have a deeper connection to Ali than just living in her house. 

UPDATE: MARLENE SAID WE’RE MEETING AN UNKNOWN RELATIVE OF MAYA’S! Some people meationed that reporter Aria went off on in 7.12 may be her brother but I couldn’t find a pic and I didn’t wanna sit through hulu commercials to find out so if someone finds the pic reblog it cause I wanna knowwww!

I mean we find out they had to have known each other either way or at least met before b/c they were both staying in the kahn cabin around the same time!

Also when Ali and Maya’s body are found the scene is so similar they even play the same song.

I think at first Alison gave Maya the idea to fake her death & Noel, Garrett, & Jenna helped her carry it out. 

Marlene also posted this pic on insta w/ 2 dolls that w/ the hashtag #emison but to me the 2 dolls look more like ali and maya then ali and em. Idk I just think there’s alot more to their relationship than we know right now. 

Now lets talk about the night mayas body was presumably found:

Maya trys to call emily but she cant get service so it never goes through, I don’t think this was maya b/c her phone was already stolen by this point. I think A just was trying to distract emily to mess with hanna.

Jumping ahead to when Mona falls off the cliff, we get a zoom in on her watch that says its 12am. The girls then go back to their houses and the cops have a body they think is Mayas.

BUT we later see this video of Maya at the kahn cabin at 1:14am

So are we just really gonna believe it took the liars OVER 1hr & 30m to get to thier houses?? B/c maya had to have got kidnapped and then dragged over to emilys back yard from the cabin and murdered. Which just in my head doesn’t add up with the timeline.

In addition to this I noticed when Maya gets pulled out of the cameras view it doesn’t necessarily mean she was captured by A, I think theres a good chance it was Ali who pulled on her to take her out of view and talk to her. We know Ali was staying there too so maybe she already knew where the cameras were and didnt wanna take any chances being seen seeing as this was before A supposedly knew Ali was alive. 

Now lets talk about after her “Death”:

We find out Maya went to the kahn parties often and met holden before, she was also friendly with Jenna, we see her get into a car with garrett the night she died (But we know he didnt kill her because he was arrested at 12am) & its when Nate (lyndon) is introduced and he is accused of being the one who killed Maya. 

Nate never openly says he killed Maya, in fact some of the things he says when he tries to kill paige kind of indicate he thinks emily has something to do with her death. 

He says “Im gonna do to you, what you did to me. Im gonna take someone from you & you are gonna watch me do it.” 

Its also been speculated that Maya was involved in the night em dug up Ali’s grave b/c they used her bottle of pills to drug her (which was also prescribed after she died) & flashbacks she remembers having + jenna lies to her saying she found her on the street drunk when spencer asks why she lied she says b/c she’s protecting a friend.

This was also one of the flashbacks she remembers having,


Most of me really does believe Maya did end up really dying sometime later before the end of season 3 or in the beginning of season 4 

The girls do find this carved into the dollhouse in S6 maybe AD found maya & took her to the doll house to be his Ali for a while before Mona got there.

But idk i’ve also read alot of theories w/ extra clues and reasons she could indeed still be alive helping out emily and hiding from AD or might even be bethany young herself. So theres that lol. I’m just excited to know that Maya still is relevant b/c her character had so much potential, hopefully mar doesn’t fuck it up!!

Reblog & tell me what you think, do you think maya’s still alive or dead? & if she wasn’t the person in the body bag in 2.25 then who was? 

Love Triumphs Chapter 24: Late Night Talks

Jared Padalecki x Reader

1300 Words

Story Summary: AU (I love Gen, and love her with Jared.) Jared and Gen have split up, but are still friendly. You, the Reader have recently started acting on Supernatural, and have fallen in love with Jared. Both of you get hate due to the fact that you are much younger than he is.

Catch Up Here: Masterpost

You had never imagined you would be sitting here, with your boyfriend on one side, his ex-wife sitting across from, laughing at something she said. Your small group had gone out for dinner, and you had been extremely nervous, not exactly knowing what to expect. Sure, you had spent time with Gen before, but it had never been like this, with Jared by your side. Tom sat next to you, talking animatedly away about anything and everything that caught his fancy.

Jared was doing an amazing job of making sure everyone felt included in the conversations and dinner. You knew it couldn’t be easy for him, sitting between his new girlfriend and his ex-wife, but he was handling it great, and you knew it was partially because they had ended their relationship by being friends.

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Anniversary- Josh Dun

Request-  Hi Can I have an imagine where the reader is married to Josh dun (2 years) and they celebrate their wedding anniversary!

“2 years. Can you believe it’s been that long?” you said sipping your coffee.

“No, but I can believe it’s been 730 days. By far the best 730 days of my life.” Josh said making you laugh.

“Mine too.” you said leaning over the table and kissing him.

“So you ready for our adventure today?” he asked excitedly.

You were in Hawaii for you and Josh’s 2nd wedding anniversary and he woke you up at 7 am to start your day. He wouldn’t tell you what he had planned and you knew you were in for a long day.

“I don’t think I have much of a choice, do I?” you said and he shook his head.

“Nope. Now finish your food, you’re gonna need it.” he said stuffing his mouth with food.

After eating Josh told you to wear sneakers and clothes that would be comfortable for walking. Once both of you were ready Josh lead you out of the resort to the car.

“I thought you said we were walking?” you questioned getting into the car.

“After a short drive.” he said.

“Should I start to worry that you are kidnapping me?” you joked.

“You should never worry about anything when I’m around.” Josh said kissing the top of your hand.

“You can still make me blush after 2 years of being married. That’s impressive Mr. Dun.”

“I’ll take that as a complement Mrs. Dun.”

The drive was short. 10 minutes to be exact. There were few other cars in the parking lot, but it didn’t look all that busy. 

“Do you know where we are going yet?” Josh asked.

“Hiking?” you questioned pointing to the sign by the beginning of the trial.

“Good you haven’t caught on yet. Now let’s go, it’s a long hike.” Josh said opening your door and helping you out of the car.

You and Josh walked hand in hand even though the trail was tight. He said he wanted to keep you safe, but really it was because he wanted a reason to hold your hand.

“Isn’t it so beautiful here?” Josh asked.

“Yeah, but I have a better view back here.” you said slapping his ass joking.

You heard him laugh but a different sound filled your ears. The sound of rushing water.

“Josh are we going to a waterfall?” you asked excitedly.

you had always wanted to go to Hawaii but it never worked out. Josh knew something on your bucket list was to swim in the natural pools under a waterfalls in Hawaii.

“You finally caught on, I’m so proud.” he said kissing you then walking again. “If you weren’t looking at my butt for the past 20 minutes you would have heard it a while ago.” he laughed.

After a few more turns in the path you reached the waterfall. There were about 12 other people there splashing in the water and taking pictures.

“We’re not done just yet. I have a more private place for the two of us.” Josh whispered in your ear as you both looked at the water. “Come on.” he pulled you along the path a little more.

There were some shallow water with rocks leading to the other side. Josh let go of your hand and made it halfway and turned back to see you hesitant.

“Come on, you won’t fall.” he said reaching his hand out for you to take.

Once on the other side he pulled you along another 50 feet or so where there was a small blue pool of water.

“You really meant private.” you laughed at how deserted it was. “How did you even know about this place?”

“Tyler told me. He and Jenna came here a few months ago.” he said slipping off his shoes then taking off his shirt.

“What are you doing?” you asked looking around.

“Don’t worry. Like you said, it’s really private. We have this place all to ourselves where we can do anything you want out of the public’s eye.” he said winking and discarding his remaining clothes.

You stood there in shock for a second and Josh jumped into the water.

“Well are you going to join me or just watch me?” he asked with a smirk on his face.

“This is so wrong.” you said pulling your shirt off and placing in next to Josh’s clothes.

“A lot of things are wrong in this world babe and I’m really enjoying this one.” he said biting his bottom lip.

You rolled your eyes as you discarded your last piece of clothing. You jumped in getting you entire body wet and swimming over to where Josh was.

“That was really hot.” he said before kissing you.

“Thank you Josh. This is amazing.” you kissed him again, this time it was a more heated kiss.

You wrapped your arms around his neck as you continued to kiss.

“I can’t wait to get you back to the room.” Josh said moving down to your neck with kisses.

“Nobody is stopping you.” you said and before you could think Josh lifted you out of the pool and was getting dressed.

“Eager aren’t you?” you teased putting on your clothes.

“Yes. I married an extremely hot woman 2 years ago and I want to show her a good night just like I did then.” he said.

“I wasn’t all that good.” you teased.

“Well I guess I better make up for it tonight.” he said hurried you back down the path.

BMC Jeremy is Missing AU: Broken Parts

“Michael, what’s going on?” The group sat around a table in the lunchroom all staring at the teen.

“What was with that freaky light show in the bathroom?

“I told you, it’s Jeremy! He’s here right now!” The group exchanged looks as Michael gave them a weird smile.

“So you’re saying he’s a…ghost?”

“That only you can see?” Michael nodded as Chloe let out an annoyed sound.

“This sounds like a load of bullshit, even if Jeremy is a ghost why the hell is he only showing up now?”

“Maybe he just died.”

“Or he could’ve got lost.” All of the group kept talking about possible explanations as Jeremy looked on from where he stood. Reaching into his bag Michael reached into his bag grabbing his can of Mountain Dew Red and cracking it open when Rich accidentally elbowed him causing the drink to spill all over his pants.

“Oh, Rich-”

“Oops, sorry dude. Do you need any help?”

“It’s fine, I’ll go change.” Getting up Michael left the group but Jeremy stayed behind to look over the group as they continued to talk.

“This is crazy.”

“If Jeremy can like see this everything do you think he was looking in the girl’s locker room?”

“Brooke why would he….actually forget it. He totally would.” Jeremy wanted to object but if he was being honest if he had thought about it earlier he would have….maybe the boy’s locker room too.

“I don’t care about all this Jeremy’s back from the dead hocus pocus shit, if you need me I’ll be somewhere else. Come on Brooke.”

“But Chloe…what if Jeremy really is here?”

“Even if he is why do you care? You really think he wants to talk to you after what happened? I mean you’re one of the reasons he ran away in the first place. Now hurry up, I want to grab a smoke before I have to hear Mr.Burns-”

“No.” Chloe stopped mid-sentence to look at Brooke surprised.

“Excuse me?”

“I said no.”

“You’re joking right? Instead of hanging out with me you’re just going to wait for some imaginary dead boy?”

“At least he’d listen to me!”

“Excuse you, I listen to you bitch and moan all the time but you don’t see me leaving you for an imaginary friend.”

“Oh yeah? I bet you don’t even know my birthday!”

“I do too! It’s…June-”



“Fifteenth.” The rest of the group watched as the two girls stared each other down before Chloe rolled her eyes.

“Whatever I’ll just hang out with somebody else.” Chloe left the table and Brooke who watched her best friend walk off just as Michael came back in the lunchroom, now wearing gym shorts.

“What did I miss?” He asked as he sat down looking over at Brooke who still had a shocked expression on her face.

“A lot.”


“-so how was your day Paul? Did you go to work?” Mr.Heere sat in a chair just across from the psychiatrist as he played with the smiley face stress ball.

“No, I worked from my laptop today. I just felt…off today. Like something wasn’t right.”

“That’s alright, everybody has those days. Did you see him again?”

“No…I haven’t seen him in a while.”

“That’s good…I see you decided to wear pants today.”

“Yeah I guess.” Looking over at the picture of a smiling family on the doctor’s desk he looked questionly at the man. “How did you get over it? Losing your family?”

“You never truly get over it Mr.Heere. It’s your child and you can only learn how to live with it. You’re doing better than most people already.” Looking up at his clock the psychiatrist put down his note pad. “Looks like our time is up. I’ll see you tomorrow Mr.Heere.” Jeremy’s dad nodded as he left the room, still holding the smiley face stress ball. He could return it tomorrow.


“Is she okay?” Everyone looked at Brooke who hadn’t moved since Chloe left the table instead staring blankly at nothing. “She hasn’t moved or blinked in like five minutes. I’m worried.”

“She’s never talked back to Chloe,” Jenna said poking the blonde with her spork.

“…okay…” Jake turned to Michael looking at the empty space where Chloe used to be. “So where is Jeremy right now? Is he sitting? Standing? Making faces at us?”

“No he’s standing, right behind me.”

“Doesn’t mean he can’t be making faces at us.”

“What….what happened to Jeremy?” Jenna asked taking the spork away as Brooke and everyone else looked at Michael. “How did he die?”

“H-he doesn’t know.”

“How does he not know? I think you’d remember dying.”

“He doesn’t remember anything past the prank last year.”


“He must hate us.”

“Could you blame him?”

“I think he probably hates Jake the most.”

“Why would he hate me the most?”

“You were the one recording the whole thing.”

“Yeah but it was your idea, Jenna!”

“But you agreed to it! I mean if anything Christine is the worst, she agreed to it-”

“I can’t believe you’re dragging me into this!”

“All of you shut up!”

“Make me short ass!” The group continued to argue as Michael watched on while Jeremy saw Brooke slink off from the table towards the girls bathroom.


Jeremy wasn’t trying to be creepy, honestly. He was worried about Brooke who now had tears running down her face as she slipped through door before she finally started crying. There wasn’t anyone else in the bathroom to hear her as she put down her purse on the counter next to the sink before wiping away some of the tears on her face.

“Why can’t I do anything right? Jeremy…Chloe…I’m so fucking useless…I can’t even act like a normal person on my own.” Reaching into her purse Brooke pulled out a small blue bottle of pills that Jeremy recognized from the pharmacy.

“Why does Brooke have Zoloft?”

“Maybe if I just take a few more pills it’ll stop hurting. I mean how bad could five or six be?”

“Wait, what?! No, don’t be stupid Brooke!” Jeremy tried to touch Brooke but his hand went through her and his protests went unheard. He watched as she struggled to get the lid off slamming the bottle against the wall in frustration.

“Stupid child proof caps!” Jeremy didn’t want to leave her alone but he couldn’t do anything himself. None of the power he felt earlier was there, no more flickering light shows or broken mirrors. Back to a useless non-corporeal being. He couldn’t do anything…but maybe Michael could.

Saudade: ghost Ch21

Saudade: Alternate Poly Ending

*picks up right after Chapter 20

That morning, you woke up and Josh surprisingly wasn’t beside you. Instead, you heard talking. Like two guys talking. You thought maybe it was just Tyler who might’ve come over early to talk to Josh about band stuff when you heard the voice. And it clearly wasn’t Tyler’s. You sat up in bed, trying to process that voice, you knew it, a little bit too well. Was that… Brendon? You groggily wiped the sleep out of your eyes and reached over for your phone when you realized it wasn’t there. What the fuck? You stumbled out of bed, picking up one of Josh’s shirts and sliding it over your body where it reached just a little higher than above your knees, and then walked out into the living room, mouth agape.

Josh and Brendon were both sitting on the couch, drinking a cup of coffee like buddies. Well, they had been good friends, but you just weren’t expecting this. You recognized your phone sitting beside Josh on the couch and you instantly felt guilt in your stomach, but also confusion. Why did they look so happy and content? Why were they talking this early in the morning? Why did Josh have your phone? You stared at them and they just smiled back at you, and you thought you surely must be dreaming again. “W-what’s going on?” you stammered, afraid to even take a step closer to them.

“Sit down,” Josh reassured. “We’ll fill you in.”

“O-okay…” you took a deep breath and decided to sit across from them. There was definitely something you were missing.

“This morning your phone rang,” Josh began. “And Brendon was calling. I picked up the phone call and asked why you had his number. And we had a little chat.”

“Okay,” you barely whispered, fear paralyzing you.

“He knows y/n,” Brendon stated calmly. “I told Josh everything. Even about the dressing room. And the baby.”

“So he knows?” you wondered, feeling faint. “Everything?”

“Yeah,” Josh laughed. “It’s fine, it’s cool. I mean, I kinda already knew.”

“And you’re fine with this?” you raised an eyebrow. “Like all of it?”

“Hey, I mean, I’d understand,” Josh gave a light chuckle. “I couldn’t help myself either.”

“What?” you stared at him, confused.

“Me and Brendon, we’ve uh, we’ve fucked before,” he shrugged, blushing slightly. “I mean, look at him. How could you not?”

“Woah, wait-” you widened your eyes, exchanging your gaze from both of the boys. “You both, you’ve, you guys-”

“Yeah,” Brendon gave an anxious laugh. “It was on that Save Rock and Roll Tour. A couple years back. Whatever. I mean, we were high as fuck, but we did.” He cleared his throat. “Fuck. That is.”

“God,” you sighed, running a hand through your hair. “Holy shit.” Your brain couldn’t even find a way to process that information.

“So we have a proposal, um, if it’s alright with you,” Josh explained. “And it involves both of us.”

“Both of you?” you asked carefully.

“Yup,” Brendon nodded. “Do you know what a polyamorous relationship entails?”

“Hold on,” you caught your breath. “You’re saying you both would like, be cool with dating me? Or like dating each other? Like all of us?”

“I mean, yeah, technically,” Josh nodded. “Brendon and I are both down for it. I mean, as long as you are.”

“Would we be keeping the baby?” you whispered.

“If you want to,” Brendon offered. “We just want what’s best for you.”

“Holy fuck,” you sighed, thinking you still must be dreaming.

“So uh… is that a yes?” Josh wondered, half hopeful.

“Yeah,” you nodded. “Definitely.”

Brendon’s house didn’t seem nearly as half as empty as it did before when you and Josh decided to move in. Although all three of you shared a bedroom, which seemed strange at first but you then learned to grow into, you loved it. Every second of it. Especially the sex. And while it seemed slightly unethical and unusual in the beginning, you began to be thankful for your three way relationship more and more. Somehow, Jenna and Tyler totally accepted it, and while Tyler did threaten to kill you if you ever ditched Josh for fuckboy Brendon, you just laughed it off and told him you wouldn’t dare. Jenna was proud of you for telling Josh, even though technically all of this never really had anything to do with your doing, and you were happy she finally thought of you somewhat responsible for a good decision.

As your pregnancy progressed, you grew even more grateful of having two boys in the house. They constantly catered to your every need, cooking you up your weird cravings, cuddling you when you had miserable cramps, and caring for you when you needed it most. They took you to all the doctor’s appointments and made sure to refill all your prescriptions, and constantly asked if you were okay. It actually surprised you at how well they got along together, but then you remembered how they had been best friends long before you had ever even stepped into the picture, and how they had a history of their own. Which by the way, you were still dying to learn all the nitty gritty details.

The months passed and the pregnancy progress continued better than planned, and you all couldn’t have been happier. Even though you felt like banging your head against the wall on the trip to the hospital because of how much the cramps hurt, Josh was able to drive you there in record time and Brendon was holding your hand the entire way, both of them reassuring everything would be alright. And while giving birth was probably the most painful experience in your entire life, it was all worth it to finally hold your baby girl in your arms and stare into her eyes, knowing that everything was going to be okay. She was so beautiful, with big brown eyes and full lips like Brendon’s, but a smile just as dazzling and charming as Josh’s. Even though it was technically Brendon’s child, you could see similar traits to Josh within her just the same. Tyler had called her an angel fallen down from heaven, which had brought you and the boys back to the perfect name for her, Ruby.

“Hey,” Josh mumbled, wrapping his arms around you one day you were sitting on the couch with Ruby, several months after being released from the hospital, pressing a bottle full of warm baby formula milk to her lips, watching as she curled her tiny hand around your thumb and squeezed it tight.

“Hi,” you gave a faint smile, looking behind you and pressing a soft kiss to his lips. “Where’s Bren?”

“Taking a nap,” Josh explained softly, caressing Ruby’s cheek and sighing. “He had a long night yesterday with the baby. Ruby wouldn’t go to sleep unless he was singing to her.”

“Aw,” you couldn’t help but chuckle. “Yeah he’s probably dead tired.”

There was a pause and you could sense Josh’s hesitation before he proposed the question. “Is it weird that I still see Ruby as my kid?” Josh mumbled quietly, probably shy and scared to even ask the question. “That even though biologically she’s not even mine but I still see me within her?”

“No,” you shook your head. “It’s not weird. I see that too.”

“But I see Brendon too,” Josh explained. “And you. I see you within her.”

“All of us,” you agreed. “All of us together.”

Watching Ruby grow up was probably one of the coolest things you had ever experienced in your life. As she slowly began to start crawling and then talking and walking, you realized just how amazing it was having a child of your own. The two boys were always helpful and supportive, teaching her how to count and say her alphabet, feeding her fruits and veggies, and reading her bedtime stories and singing her nursery rhymes. By the time she was four years old, she was already a sassy little princess, but also had a very kind heart and a gift for sharing with others.

You were at the park one day with Brendon when she had fallen down and scraped her knee, and that was when the big dispute began. “Oh sweetheart!” Brendon’s eyes widened as he raced to go help little Ruby, still in shock after having tripped over a bump in the mulch, tears starting to form in her eyes. “Are you alright?” You followed behind him, worried she might have gotten hurt.

“Daddy,” she whined, eyes full of tears, beginning to sob. “My knee has a boo boo.”

“Lemme see it baby,” he insisted, getting down on his knees and helping her up onto his lap to reveal the scraped skin. “Ouch.”

“It hurts,” she sniffled through her tears. You held her hand.

“It’s going to be okay,” you reassured, giving a soft squeeze. “We’ll get you a band-aid and some Neosporin.”

“And I’ll kiss it all better,” Brendon gave a small smile, wiping away the tears on her face.

“No you can’t!” she shook her head, swatting Brendon’s hand away. “Only daddy Joshie can do that.”

“What?” Brendon’s expression softened.

“Daddy Joshie gave me a kiss on my papercut when we were coloring a couple days ago,” she explained, wiping away the rest of her tears on her own. “He said only he had magical powers to make the boo boos go away with a kiss.”

“I can do that,” he insisted.

“No you can’t,” she repeated. “Only Joshie.”

“Well I have that magical power too,” Brendon argued, starting to sound more like the child now. “I can make the boo boos go away with a kiss. I can make it all better.”

“Nuh uh,” Ruby pouted, crossing her arms over her chest. “Only Joshie.”

“This is ridiculous,” Brendon grumbled underneath his breath, obviously miffed by her sudden rejection of his love.

“Hey,” you put a hand on his shoulder. “It’s nothing, it’s probably just something Josh told her by accident. You have magic powers too. Remember? You’re the only one who can sing her lullabies and make her go to sleep?”

“Yeah, yeah,” he dismissed. “I guess.”

Your theory was quickly proved later that night. Brendon and you had helped her back home and fixed her up with a band-aid, and then you met up with Josh for lunch at a pizzeria, where he “kissed her better.” Ruby spent most of her time doodling on the menu with Brendon or sword fighting with the silverware with Josh, but you still managed to catch her attention and give her a couple good bites of pepperoni cheesy goodness. When you three arrived home, Josh helped her into the bath, and then Brendon helped dress her, and the two boys cuddled on the couch with her and they all watched a Disney movie. You smiled as you walked past them, having just finished a load of laundry, seeing Ruby in between the two boys and holding both of their hands, all of them singing along to Moana. Brendon ended up dozing off halfway through the movie, probably tired from all the running around at the park, and Josh had attempted to tuck in Ruby for the night.

“Let’s get you dressed in your nightgown,” Josh announced. “So you can be a pretty princess and get your beauty sleep.”

“Can I wear my Rapunzel one?” she asked hopefully, looking up at him with big brown eyes. “And can mommy brush my hair?”

“Yeah sweetie,” Josh chuckled. “We can do that.”

You joined Josh in her bedroom and helped her get changed, then brushed and braided her hair, tucking her in, when she started to pout. “I want lullabies,” she whined. “I can’t go to sleep without my lullaby.”

“I can sing you a lullaby,” you offered.

“No,” she crossed her arms over her chest. “I want daddy Bren-Bren.”

“What about daddy Joshie?” you tilted your head to the side. “I heard he knows all the words to any Frozen song.”

“Oh shut up,” Josh muttered playfully, giving you a teasing shoulder jab. You smirked.

“No,” Ruby shook her head. “I need Bren-Bren.”

“He’s asleep though,” you argued. “He had a long day.”

“I want my lullaby,” she insisted.

“Fine,” you sighed. “I’ll go get him.” You glanced at Josh, who seemed a little uncomfortable, but then left to go shake Brendon awake.

“Hmm?” he groggily began to gain consciousness.

“Ruby needs you,” you explained. “She wants a lullaby.”

“Does she now?” he yawned, stretching briefly before fluttering open his eyes.

“Yup,” you chuckled. “Josh just won’t do I guess.”

“I know she needed me,” he smirked, complacent.

“Oh shut up Mr. Ego,” you rolled your eyes. “Go take care of your daughter.”

“Yay!” Ruby’s face lit up as soon as Brendon stepped in the room, and you noticed Josh falter even more. It reminded you of how hurt Brendon had looked earlier in the day when Ruby had refused his kisses.

“Hey,” you decided to step in between them. “Before the lullaby, can I ask you something sweetheart?”

“Yeah,” Ruby nodded.

“Can you tell me three things you love about each of your daddies?” you raised an eyebrow, kneeling beside her bed, pressing a kiss on her forehead. “For me? Please?”

“Of course!” she gave a toothy smile. “Which one first?”

“Do Josh,” Brendon offered. “Tell us three things you love about him.”

“Well…” she gave a thoughtful look. “Daddy Joshie always has different colored hair. Like right now it’s yellow like sunshine, and it’s always curly, and I like how it feels. He also lets me sit on his lap and play the drums sometimes. And we play Mario Kart together.”

“And Brendon?” Josh prompted.

“Hmm…” she scratched her head. “Daddy Bren-Bren has two doggies. He also goes swimming with me, in the pool, with the floatie toys, it’s a lot of fun. And we eat Cheetos with chopsticks sometimes.”

“Yeah,” you grinned.

“Both of them have lots of tattoos on their arms, and brown eyes, and perfect smiles,” she sighed sleepily. “And they’re really strong, and smart, and they make music.”

“What about mommy?” Josh inquired.

“She’s very brave,” Ruby stated proudly. “She’s really pretty. She loves me and both of my daddies with all of her heart. And she gives the best hugs.”

“You got that right,” Brendon laughed.

“I love you all,” Ruby nodded. “So so so much.”

“And we love you,” you responded, giving her a kiss.

“I’m kinda sleepy,” she yawned. “Can I have my lullaby now?”

“Yeah,” Brendon chuckled. “Of course sweetie.”

Josh and you slowly stepped out of the room as Brendon began to sang to Ruby, and you sighed, kissing Josh softly on the lips and falling into his arms in the hallway, caught in the embrace. “You know,” Josh began. “I knew things would all work out when I first met you. Although I never thought this was how they were going to.” He let out a soft laugh. “But honestly, I wouldn’t change it for the world.”

“I know,” you beamed, hugging him tighter. “Me too.”