just leave me here to fangirl

anonymous asked:

What do you think were the best nalu moments in this arc so far?

Hmm~ This is a good question!  I had to go back quite far for this one, but I think you’ll like it!  It’s gonna be a long answer, so let’s get started!

First off, we have Natsu coming back from his year long training session:

I mean, in the entirety of chapter 418 we see just how much Lucy misses Natsu (and Happy too of course), but in this page, you can see how happy she is that he’s back.  She looks almost relieved (not that she wasn’t thriving on her own, but she had a hole in her heart).  Natsu looks ecstatic to see Lucy (we even get a little blush).

Moving on to chapter 419 (don’t worry, I won’t be going through every chapter like this lmao) but OH MY GOD LOOK.  Natsu had no idea how hard Lucy was working and how broken she was losing Aquarius, everyone, and HIM all at once.  I think this is where he truly understood her pain whether he knew all the details or not.

Also, how can we forget how “first chapter” this page is.  It’s almost like Lucy can’t believe it.  He’s back and so is Fairy Tail.

Here, it’s pretty clear that Natsu has learned how much him leaving as well hurt her.  I think this is v important for their relationship…  Which they still have yet to “resolve” though I don’t think Natsu leaving was entirely “selfish”.

I think here Natsu is trying to gain Lucy’s trust again.  To prove himself to her, and honestly I believe that this scene is very intimate between them and the way their relationship is.  Not so much romantically, but their trust in each other.

We also get a LOT of scenes of both Natsu and Lucy reacting like this to one another… 


Okay, okay I know, I’m nitpicking everything- HOW CAN I PICK JUST A FEW FAVORITES??  But alright, I’m going to get into general, overarching moments that I think are the best and really love!

There is A LOT under this break and there are also spoilers of the latest chapters!!  Please read with caution :)

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His New Song (M.)

Originally posted by 04pjm

Pairing: Dean x reader

Genre: smut, angst, fluff (?)

Word count: 5.9k

Description: One thing led to another when Dean showed you his new song. 

You’ve been waiting so long for this day. And you couldn’t believe it finally happened.

The line was as long as expected and you rolled your eyes to your friend.

“Stop being annoyed! You’ll get to see him, just be a little more patient” your friend Tara said and held you tight. You couldn’t hold back the one tear that rolled down your soft cheek. You immediately brushed it away and smiled.

You and your friend already waited for half an hour and the waiting line got shorter and shorter in front of you. You stood on the tip of your toes, trying to see him.

And there he was. Dean. As beautiful as ever. As cool as ever. He casually signed things for the fans and talked to them for a bit. Of course they were also taking selfies with him. He was wearing a wide white shirt with an oversized jacket. He had a few chains around his neck. And then his hair looked so soft and a few strains fell on his forehead. You only realized now how fast your heart was beating and that you would probably pass out as soon as you stood in front of him.

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anonymous asked:

Confetti anon returns! Okay. So. The latest chapter. (╯✧∇✧)╯╰(✧∇✧╰) (MY SONS?!? AHH?!!? BO?!? AKAAAAASHI!?!) Anyways, yes, please continue spreading the Bokuto vibes, they're saving my soul. And no worries about the late replies, I'm just here, browsing and flailing around about Fukurodani nbd. Keep up the good work, you're a real hoot ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

Hey-ho, confetti anon! ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

I don’t even know when exactly I turned into such a Bokuto fangirl and I’m so sorry for posting more Bokuto-related stuff than anything else, although my blog is actually dedicated to not only Bokuto but also Kuroo, and I think that most of my followers would appreciate it if I gave Kuroo the same amount of attention as Bokuto gets tfgvhbjlnk I’M SO SORRY AND THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR NOT LEAVING ME I LOVE YOU ALL CTZVGUHIJ




I hoped to see Fukurodani’s team really bad so the latest chapter was everything I needed. Seeing them and especially Bokuto always makes me extremely happy but this time it shocked me seeing Bokuto in his dejected mode so early

I mean..  look at that poor kid ;_;

Even Akaashi was shocked and I think hearing someone say shit like “Wasn’t that Bokuto guy supposed to be a badass or something!”  in such an unpolite and ugly way + loud enough for Bokuto to hear it   wasn’t really helping cheering him up.

I felt incredibly bad and uncomfortable after reading this and it made me wonder what happened to Bokuto that caused him to have those hardcore mood swings.

Some kind of background story would be great..

Then, just as always, Bokuto gave the silliest reason why he’s feeling down again and I actually had to facepalm..
  .. until Akaashi mentioned that coming off as a comical person to others would be important for Bokuto

“I think the fact that he comes off as comical from the perspective of an outsider is very important to him too.” - Akaashi

Reading this made me sad and i felt kinda lost.. I didn’t know what was going on at all. Like.. it definetely threw me off
Like.. Holy mama, dem feels hit me like a truck.

Originally posted by yoshimitsu2002

… Haikyuu surely does have its dark moments..

But luckily, Hinata was there to cheer on them (and has even bought the same shirt Bokuto wore during summer training camp!!)

Hinata, u da real mvp!

Just look at how happy Bokuto is!

He even managed to score against three blockers at once

The crowd’s going wild and some people even had banners with Bokuto’s name on it!  Others screamed his first name or called him Bokuto-senpai   JUST IMAGINE HOW HAPPY ALL OF THIS MUST’VE MADE HIM VGUHBJLKL

And then there’s Akaashi..

oh boy..
He’s just.. perfection.

bless him.


please someone save this kid


PS.:       No,  you’re a real hoot ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)   *wink wink*

PPS.:  I am sorry just in case i made any mistakes. English is not my first language and i had to rewrite this shit three times already cause somehow firefox decided to crash multiple times (   ._.)

Supernatural, Huh? - Cole Fluff

Request: can i request a cole imagine where you’re KJs best friend and when your over at his house cole knocks on the door and when you open it you slam it on his face and walk away screaming cause its fucking cole sprouse! and can the reader be a fan of supernatural? sorry if I sent it again I didnt know where to send it

Warnings: Mild language

Notes: I actually fucking love Supernatural 😂 Also, the episode mentioned, is Season 3 Episode 11 “Mystery Spot”. 

Shirt mentioned: 

Tag List: @xbobaaa @superoriginalteenwolf @jbrhs-princess @kindfloweroflove @katshrev @itsbee63 @lost-in-wonderland-x @princessal 


“’Cause it’s the heat of the moment. Heat of the moment,” KJ and I sang as we binge watched season 3 of Supernatural. We laughed until tears were streaming down our faces. We continued watching the episode and laughing every time something happened to Dean. A knock was suddenly heard on the door, interrupting KJ and I from watching the show. 

“Do you want me to get it?” I ask him. 

“Yeah. I’ll go make more popcorn,” he smiles at me before we get up and go our separate ways. My hand reaches the door handle, twisting it to let it open. I let out a scream and slammed the door.

“Y/n? What was that about?” KJ asks, furrowing his eyebrows. 

“Cole fucking Sprouse is outside the door!” I scream in shock, my hands starting to shake in pure excitement and as I fangirled. KJ laughs and moves past me, opening the door. 

“Hey, Cole,” KJ says, still laughing at me. “Sorry about her, she’s a massive fan”

Originally posted by fyeahriverdale

“So I’ve heard,” Cole winks at me. I swear I just melted, as I felt my cheeks go red and my legs became weak at the knees. 

“KJ. Kitchen. Now,” I tried not to fangirl out loud as I spoke. Once we reached the kitchen, I turned and faced him, raising an eyebrow and crossing my arms over my chest. 

“He’s my co-star and friend from Riverdale,” he explained. 

“Ah yes, very good friends, may I add,” Cole added. “Smelled the popcorn, that’s why I’m in here,” he laughed, grabbing a handful and shoving it into his mouth. A nervous giggle erupted from within me, as I just stared at him. 

“I’ll be back. I need to pee,” KJ says before leaving the kitchen. 

“You know, he’s told me so much about you. Nice to finally meet you,” Cole smiles at me, sticking a hand out. My heart pounded in my chest as I touched his soft, yet firm hands. He smelled of aftershave, which was pleasantly nice.

“Supernatural, huh?”, he asks, nodding his head to my shirt, causing me to look down and notice that I had a Supernatural shirt on. Looking back up at him, I noticed him reading the “Hunter’s Checklist” on my shirt. 

A slight chuckle left his lips as he read the last point. 

“You like it too?”

“Of course! What’s not to like about it?!”. Before I could say anything else, KJ returns and smirks at us. 

“Good to see that you two are getting along,” he winks, again causing another blush to appear on my cheeks. I roll my eyes at him playfully hit him in the arm when I walk past him to sit on the couch, where we previously were. Cole, along with KJ, followed, both sitting on opposites sides of me. 

acourtofhopeanddreams  asked:

Hey Hi! I just wanted to say that I read your post about the negativity in the fandom. I have not read EoS yet (It's next on the list), but if you ever need someone to fangirl with over AOCTAR or the other books in the ToG series, feel free to let me know! My blog is a big multifandom mess, but I promise that I will focus mostly on the positive parts of every fandom, and especially SJM. And by the way, I loved ACOWAR! Loads of love, Anna

I wasn’t going to talk about this. I don’t normally make my own posts, sharing my thoughts/feelings about a book. I just reblog post that shadows how I feel and leave it at that. But the reason actually ties into the negativity here. I feel like if I were to make a post explaining how I feel, people would just attack me one way or another. And I don’t have the energy to back myself up every time someone doesn’t agree with me. But I need to address this. So get ready for a long post.

I’m assuming you’re talking about the post @house-of-galathynius​ made, talking about the negativity in the fandom (for those of you who haven’t seen it, you can find it HERE)

And I 110% agree with her.

I’ve been apart of this fandom for a year and a half now. I wasn’t there from the start. When I started Tog, QoS was already out and when I started ACOTAR, ACOMAF was already out. But in this short amount of time, the negativity in the fandom has skyrocketed. And I honestly agree with @house-of-galathynius​ when she said it all started after EoS. We’ve only had 2 books from Sarah since (EoS and now ACOWAR), but in my opinion, both got A LOT of hate and negativity.

Now. I’m not saying you can’t hate a book. I just finished Red Queen - which I know a lot of people love - and I hated it. But dragging down Sarah or the people who show their love for a book, that’s not right. And it’s a dick move.

Honestly, I loved ACOWAR. Yes. There are problems with it. Yes. It had a lot of repetition. Yes. I hated some parts and some things just didn’t feel right to me. It did seem rushed at times. I don’t agree with some things that happened. But guys, Sarah dishes out 2 books a year for us. Hell, ACOWAR was 700 pages. Plus she’d been ill. Cut her some fucking slack. She can’t please everyone, but I think she did a good job at at least trying to.

This fandom is becoming toxic. The negativity is causing people (myself included) to not want to share their own thoughts and feelings anymore, because they’re scared of people attacking them and dragging them through the dirt. Everyone should be able to share what the want, like who they want, and have their own opinion without feeling like someones going to jump down their throats. I found out this morning @lu-cien​ (and others) like Tamlin while i can’t stand him. Am I going to drag them down and tell them their wrong just because I don’t feel the same way? OF COURSE NOT.

I come to this site to share what I love. Both ToG and ACOTAR mean the world to me. Especially ToG as it helped me through a tough time in my life. I come here to fangirl and squeal over a book. I come to cry tears of pain and laughter with people who love something as much as I do. I come here to share my love of reading and writing with you guys. But the negativity its making it hard. Yes, there are legitimate complaints (a lot I agree with) but then there are just… “sigh”

I come to this site to share my love for these worlds and characters with everyone. I come here to feel free, and to feel like I’m about to enter a warzone.

I know this is long (I did have to rewrite this so I’m probably missing some of my original points) and I’ll probably get some hate for it. But I had to get this off my chest. I don’t want to see this fandom turn in on itself. But with all negativity, I feel like it can and it will. I’m all for positivity and letting people enjoy whatever ship they want, whatever characters they want, and feeling how they want. You want to love a book? Great. You want to hate it? Cool. Just stop attacking each other. I feel we all need to take a step back and breathe. If this fandom keeps going the way it’s going… It’ll soon destroy itself. And I don’t want to see that happen.

Hak x Yona Relationship Development

Hi everyone! The real world has dragged me into the grips of chaos lately so I haven’t been able to be around much. Some of you probably wonder who I am, I’ve been gone so long and not saying anything but reblogging the occasional post. I’ve been spending my time by opening my door, my house and my love to a few kids that need it. This also requires a lot of patience and quality time which leaves little time for much free time in the evening. Accomplishing life requirements has been an adventure in creativity of late.

I’m spending the little time I have by doing my part in bashing the fash and smashing the patriarchy here in the US, even if it’s just making calls and sending faxes while I educate myself about everything important to me. Anyway miracle upon miracle, the last two nights have been peaceful and easy and not a 4 hour long process, so I have time to devote to some self-care by doing something for myself. Yep. I’m gonna fangirl and talk a bit.

@mephhius​ sent me convo wanting to know my thoughts on the recent Hak x Yona kiss. First off, I had to wipe a tear away because someone actually remembered me. Do you know how long it’s been? I exist in someone’s mind! Secondly, someone still wants to know my opinion? I’m so happy! I don’t care if anyone else reads this or thinks “why the hell do I care what she thinks?” Someone else does–my day is made.

Anyway…hopefully I won’t get too long winded here but these are my thoughts on the Hak x Yona kiss.

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At First Lance

Lance Neal was the slow, careful, methodical type of person. Whenever he solved a math problem, he went through all the steps, even if they were redundant. When baking, he carefully measured out each ingredient. Sure, it was more time consuming, but he claimed that it guaranteed success in whatever he did. Even if he could find just as much success in shortcuts or more efficient techniques, he refused to do so.
His little sister, Destiny, however, was more likely to make brash decisions, act before thinking, and laugh if it failed. Each mistake was something for her to laugh over and possibly forget about, leading her to make the same mistake again. One mistake that Lance would not let her forget, however, involved her interest in the Twin Souls franchise. 

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Holy cow, you guys!

Holy cow! Holy cow! You guys are amazing and your support and love always leaves me speechless. When I started this blog, I just wanted to share my love for the boys through my writing and my incoherent fangirling but you’ve all made my journey incredibly fun and exciting and I love to be around here. 

So, thank you to all of you amazing people for showing me the love that you have showed me through likes and comments and reblogs and asks or simply by stalking me and tagging me in wonderful stories and things that make me laugh. And a special thank you to some fantastic people that helped me so much to get started here and showed me their love when I posted my first story and started to really do this writing thing (I hope you all know who you are). And to my twin @ravengirl94 because without her, I don’t think I would get anything done. And to all the beautiful, kind-hearted friends I’ve made in here (Again, I hope you know who you are.) 

Alright. So, enough with all the chick-flick stuff, right? I’ll just shut up now. Just know that I love you and appreciate every and each one of you.

(PS. There will be a proper celebration, trust me. I just want to figure out what to do because I have so many options. And I need to find the right time to do it, because life’s about to get really busy with papers and finals and with six wonderful writing challenges I am participating in.) 

That’s all. Love you, guys.

Originally posted by seeyouinfiveyearsdean

Hii just leaving this here because I need blogs to follow. Does anyone here ship ShinKane and want to fangirl over them with me? If yes, please like/reblog this post and I’ll follow you! I’ve been shipping them quite a while, but it’s always better to have friends in the same fandom!

Also, I’m a casual fanfic writer and I’m looking to publish some ShinKane one-shots, so if you have any ideas in mind, feel free to send them to me!

Fangirl--of-everything’s Masterlist

Alright, here it is, ready? 

* means it is from the drabble prompt list (which i would prefer not to take requests from anymore)

I am currently taking requests for: NOTHING, requests are closed 

Teen Wolf

Liam Dunbar

Strange Magic (multichapter)

Please, just don’t hurt her(part 2)*

Oh my god what happened?*

Please, just don’t leave me*

Theo Raeken


You think I need you? Because I don’t* 

Just do it*

We shouldn’t be doing this*

I hate you so much*

I thought you loved me*

You fainted, straight into my arms*

I trusted you*

Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?*

Brett Talbot

You did this, all for me?*

I did not expect this*

Come over here and make me*

Josh Diaz

Dragon (part 2) (part 3) (part 4) (part 5)

Please, just don’t leave me*

I didn’t know you could do that



Isaac Lahey

Beta (part 2) (part 3) (part 4) (part 5) (part 6)

Nightmares (part 2)

Stiles Stilinski

Oh my god what happened?*

You always say that, and you’re always wrong*

I thought you were dead*

Jordan Parrish


Scott Mccall

I’m Pregnant (featuring Stiles)*


Oh my god what happened?*

Jackson Whittemore

Two can play at this game*

Malia Tate

Will you just accept that I’m hopelessly in love with you?*


How you sleep



Second Meetings


Dean Winchester



Pietro Maximoff (Avengers)

Rescue (part 2)

Big brother 

Take it slow


Peter Maximoff (Quicksilver)

Shouldn’t have to hide (part 2) (part 3) (part 4)

Warren Worthington III (Angel/Archangel)

Smile For The Camera



Suicide Squad 

El Diablo

Powerless (part 2) (part 3) (part 4)

Sons of Anarchy

Juice Ortiz

Thank the Chicken Man

13 Reasons Why

Jeff Atkins

Drive Safely

Not My Girl

The One With the Dragon

Well, That's Unfortunate (Pietro x Reader) Part 1

Summary: As the newest addition to the tower, Y/N has to deal with the process of fitting in with the others. Everyone seems to like her, though, apart from one person in particular. Shit is about to go down.

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Part One

The taxi-driver pulled up outside the Avengers tower, and looked at you expectingly. You looked back at him, confused, until you realised this was your stop. The Avengers tower, huh? Not bad. You figured S.H.I.E.L.D. would have dumped you in some abandoned apartment on the outskirts of town, but this was, to your surprise, not the case. You thanked the driver and flashed him a smile, but he only grunted in return. You sighed, and made your way to the boot of the car. So much for spreading the joy. You wrenched the lid open, and pulled out your bags, making your way over to the back entrance. Nick had specifically told you to enter there, in order to avoid the chaos of the lobby in the main entrance.

You looked for a doorbell of sorts, and cursed under your breath when you couldn’t find one. Suddenly a voice came out of nowhere, making you jump.

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Bar Rescue

Pairing: Mark Pellegrino x Reader
Word count: 1,311
Warnings: Smut, Unprotected sex, cussing   
Written for Wayward-Mirage’s Mark Pellegrino Day
Request (I combined two very similar requests I received): (@girl-next-door-writes) Hey sweetie, for Mark Pellegrino day could I make a little request? Could you do a little something where the reader and Mark are friends and they are getting hit on by a very persistent creep and he swoops in and saves her and all the fluff please. and  (@supernaturalfanficgirl) Hi, I have a request for a Mark Pellingino fic where the reader is at a bar with Mark after filming and a drunk guy walks up and starts hitting on the reader, but Mark steps in and helps and then some Mark x reader smut occurs? 

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Matchmaker (Part 4)

Characters: Steve x Reader, Bucky

Summary: Bucky and Natasha decide to play matchmaker….

Genres: fluff

Warnings: None

Masterlist here | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3  (previous) | Part 4 | Part 5 (next)

You were already seated, talking quietly with your date. You had been pleasantly surprised when he had introduced himself. He was already waiting outside when you pulled up in your cab. He was tall, blond, and muscular and had an shy smile that put you at ease. He reminded you of someone, but you couldn’t quite put your finger on it…

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basketball ; Calum Hood // Part 2


{part one}

Originally posted by michaelsnapchat

summary: klay finishes his post game conference and comes out so that he can take you home but instead he comes out to you face to face with your ex and he’s not happy about it


let’s throw in a lil klay thompson there aye


“I believe I asked you a question,” Klay growled, moving forward so he was towering over Calum. “I expect an answer.”

“Oh my God,” she panicked, putting a hand on Klay’s chest. Klay takes a couple steps back at her command. “It’s not worth it, Klay, let’s just go home.”

“I wanna know what he’s doing here,” Klay demanded, looking at her before looking back at Calum. “He doesn’t support the Warriors and neither does he support the Cavs. So what are you doing here?”

“It’s game 7,” Calum shrugged. “I was in town and there was a game 7. Game 7s are not games to be missed when you have the chance to see it.”

“That’s your excuse?” Klay asked, raising his eyebrows. “That’s a pretty shitty and fake reason to me. You’re here because of (y/n), aren’t you?”

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This is my story...i hope it helps you too

So alot of people look at me like I am just a fangirl of Guns N Roses. Like my mom, my dad, my stepdad, my friends, ect…thats not the case. And Ill tell you why. What they fail to realize and what I have never told them, is that Guns N Roses saved my life. Big time. And they dont understand this. So here is my story… I WAS going too kill myself, because of everything that was going on in my life. My parents divorce, Moving outta state, leaving my family and friends, moving into a house with a stranger, and cause of alot of the stuff going on with my dad, and it was tolling on me. My mom was making me choose between my dad and her and i didnt want to choose. I was going to do it after school one day.. I had everything planned out. But I was contemplating it because i didnt want to seem like a weak person. But i knew if i didnt do it, i was going to hurt someone i love and i didnt want to do that. So i started listening to music and I remembered a song my dad would play for me when i was little and it was “our song” and it was Sweet Child O Mine. And i listened to it and told myself that i couldnt do it because i had to be here for him and to help him because he is an alcoholic but he is my bestfriend. I had to be there for him and to take care of him because really, I am all he has. My sister doesnt like going to see him, my mom hates him, and he doesnt see his family much, I am it. And it sucks when my friends or family dont talk to me because i talk about them alot and when they call the “just a dumb band” because they arent a dumb band to me. At one point, they were all i had. I wouldnt be here if it wasnt for them. GNR is my passion, music is my passion. Dont let anyone stand in the way of your passion. And they have taught me about things in life. Each and every one of them taught me something: Axl taught me that no matter what happens, you can do whatever you want with your own goddamn life, to be myself, say what I want, never let an opportunity pass you by and that even though youve had it rough in the past you can move forward. Slash taught me to be a humble person, inspired my to play guitar and let out my feelings that way. Duff taught me to always have fun Steven taught me to always have A smile on my face and a bright attitude even during the toughest times And Izzy taught me to be conservative If I didnt listen to that Guns N Roses song in those 20 minutes of being home, I wouldnt be here today. That 5 minute and 56 second song spared my life. And in the 6 minutes, I realized my passion and what I had to do. Just now, I was trying to show my mom a concert picture of the recent Guns N Roses show and she turned to me and said “ I dont give a shit.” And it got me thinking, if she doesnt care about them, than she honestly doesnt care about my passions. I know others have to experience something like this with family or friends and I just wanted to let you know that just because someone else doesnt want to hear about something youre interested in or something that youre passionate about, does not mean you should give it up. It should motivate you! It doesnt matter if its not gnr related, it can be anything! If it is your passion, keep going! Dont stop! My passion has kept me alive.

Originally posted by black-fly

Day Six: Decorating + Sweaters

Pairing: John Winchester x Reader
Word count: 846
Warnings: None.
Challenge: This was written for @waywardlullabies, @deanwinchester-af,and @loveitsallineed‘s 12 Days of Christmas Challenge. Day 6 of 12 Prompts: Decorating + Sweaters.

Thanks to @lucis-unicorn for looking over this one for me first.

The Twelve Days of Christmas Masterlist

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Accidental Roommates

A/N: Sorry this took so long! Also, sorry for any mistakes. I really wanted to get this up now, but I’ll edit it later.

My very first apartment on my own had me feeling nervous, but excited at the same time. I had lived in Seoul with my best friend for 3 years, but she decided to move back to LA a month ago. I had hopes that she would return, but the two bedroom apartment rent was becoming too much for me to handle alone. This new one bedroom apartment was cheaper and a better commute to my job. The downside was that it was on the 14th floor, but there was an elevator, only one. And if that one elevator broke down, I don’t know how I could ever make it up 14 flights of stairs. The elevator issue was far from my mind when I signed the renter’s agreement contract. When I first came to look at the apartment it had a giant window in the living room with a view that overlooked the city. I fell in love immediately and planned to have many cups of tea or coffee in front of that window.

I smiled to myself as I unlocked the door to my apartment. Upon entering the sound of low music filled my ears and confusing washed over me. I stepped out and took a peak at the apartment number. “1403.” I cautiously walked back inside. “Hello?” There were half opened boxes and some furniture set in no particular place. The sound of footsteps shuffled toward me. A guy with just a towel on entered the room. He had just gotten out of the shower and was towel drying his hair when his eyes met mine.

“YAH! How’d you get in here?!”

“I think there’s—“

“If you leave now, I won’t call the police.”

“—some confusion. Police?”

“Yeah, the police.” He gripped my arm and guided me toward the door.

“But, this is my apartment! I put down a $500 deposit.”

“You fangirls are really cunning.”

“Pfft, fangirl?” I removed myself from his grip and pulled out my cell.

“Are you taking a picture!?” He tried to cover himself with the towel he placed around his neck.

“As if. You take enough shirtless pics yourself.” I clicked my tongue in disgust.

“Get out!” He continued to urge me to leave my apartment.

“Not until I speak to the landlord.” I stood my ground and dialed the landlord’s number.

“I’m telling you, you’ve got the wrong place.” He frustratingly sighed.

After an hour later, we discovered that the landlord, an elderly woman, had double signed a contract for this apartment. Her grandson was kind enough to come see us and sort out the details for us. Though, he couldn’t find a resolution for us…other than sharing the apartment until another one became available.

“I’ve paid a deposit for an apartment, there’s no way I’m leaving.”

“My things were here first, I’m definitely not leaving.”

“Then it’s settled, you’ll both stay here. Sorry for the inconvenience. I’ll return both your deposits by the end of the week.” The landlord’s grandson stated.

Jay and I sat awkwardly on his newly bought couch.

“Take the bed, I’ll take the couch.” Jay sighed as he fumbled through the boxes searching for something.

“I’m not going to take your bed. It’s new right? You should sleep in it. I’ll take the couch.”

“Stop being stubborn, I said I’d take the couch.” He pulled out a blanket from one of the boxes and tossed it on the couch.

“Really, I’m fine. I’ll take the—“

“Look, it’s not in me to let a girl sleep on the couch. So just take the bed.” He demanded this time.

The remaining week went by in a flash. Jay and I worked out a partnership. I slept in his bed, while he slept on the couch. I woke up earlier than him, so I prepared breakfast. I woke him up before I would leave so that he wasn’t late getting to the studio. My schedule allowed me to get home earlier than him, so I also prepared dinner. Though, sometimes I cheated and ordered takeout.

“You made breakfast?” I walked into the kitchen rubbing my eyes.

“Well, you’ve been making me breakfast all week, so I figured since I have the day off I would treat you.” He handed me a plate.

“Wow! Pancakes?!”

“You seem surprised that I can cook.”

“I thought you only knew how to take shirtless selfies.” I teased.

“Are you a fan or not?”

“Eh, I follow you on instagram.” I shrugged.

Jay insisted on following me on instagram and then proceeded to go through my account. We moved our conversation to the couch as he asked me about certain pictures. He told me about his new album and his plans for releasing new music. Our conversation became more intimate when he started talking about his family. I gave him my full undivided attention as he discussed his hardships.

The day progressed and before we knew it night had fallen. He tried to hide it from me, but he received a few phone calls asking him to go out. He rejected them all and listened to my journey of moving to Seoul. We ordered beer and chicken and continued our conversation waiting for the delivery man.

“What attracted you to this apartment?” He suddenly asked.

“That.” I pointed to the window and smiled. He got up and walked over to the window. “It’s beautiful isn’t it?” We stared at the night view watching the building lights light up the city. I placed my back against the window and closed my eyes. “It’s calming and almos—“

My eyes shot open and were immediately faced with Jay’s closed eyes. His lips were soft and his kiss gentle. I closed my eyes allowing myself to fall into the moment. His hands rested themselves on my waist as they roamed down to my hips. I slipped my hands under his shirt feeling his torso that I only saw in pictures. His lips twisted into a smile against mine and he pulled away. In a flash his shirt was on the floor and his lips were at my neck. A moan escaped my lips as he softly nibbled on my neck.

“I wanna hear more of those moans.” His warm breath tickled my neck. He slipped his hand down my sweats and stroked his digit on my opening. I gripped his shoulders to keep steady. His thumb massaged my clit, while his digit continued to stroke me. I grabbed him by his hair and brought his lips to mine again. His tongue demanded entrance, exploring and battling with my tongue. I whimpered as he removed his hand from my entrance. “Disappointed?” He whispered against my lips.

“Please don’t tease me.” I pouted. He smiled and slipped his hand down my panties. I moan as he slipped a digit inside.

“Is that better?” He gently bit my bottom lip and pulled.

“Oh my God!” I moaned.

“You’re so wet.” He slipped another digit in and curled his fingers. I gripped on to him as my knees gave out. Jay’s pace quickened taking me to my climax. He slipped his fingers out as I steady my breath. I turned to face the window and pulled pants along with my panties down. I peaked over my shoulder and bit my lip looking at him. Jay smiled as he unzipped his pants and pulled his throbbing member out.

He rubbed himself against my entrance, while his other hand firmly held onto my waist. Jay slowly entered me and released a growl. My fingers gripped the glass on the window and my head fell. He slipped a hand under my top and kneaded my breast.

“Oh, yes.” I moaned as he slid out and in again. His pace picked up and he slammed into me harder. I felt his hand slid to my clit and he began massaging me again. I tried to keep my balance as the sensation of him inside me made me want to collapse to the floor.

“Fuck.” He moaned.

“AH!” I moaned again. My walls began pulsing and sucking him in more.

“Shit, I’m gonna cum.” He continued to thrust inside me, helping me reach my climax once again. He abruptly removed himself from me and pumped himself to continue his pace. He gripped my waist once again as his warm fluid splashed on my backside. He growled releasing one final moan has his hands fell to his side.

The door bell sounded startling both of us.

“Good timing.” I pulled my pants back up. I paid the delivery man and retrieved our food. “Where are you going?” Jay was grabbing his laptop and a jacket.

“I need to get this song out of my head before I forget it.”


“Yeah, you’ve inspired me.” He winked and walked out the door.

Another week had passed and I moved out into my own apartment. We both knew this arrangement was temporary, but that didn’t stop us from pursuing a relationship with each other.

“Coming.” A knock at my door summoned me.

“Hey neighbor,” Jay greeted me with a kiss, “If you ever need anything…sugar…eggs…sex, I’m right across the hall.”

“I have this new bed that needs to be broken in.” I teased.

“I think I could help with that.”