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Confessions - Carl Gallagher Imagine

Originally posted by zgallagher

Warning: Sexual content, swearing, etc.

Word Count: 2277

“Carl, give it back!” you yelled, rolling your eyes and chasing your best friend up the stairs of the Gallgher house.  Since you had stopped to text a few times while the two of you were playing a video game on the couch, he took it upon himself to snatch the phone out of your hands and run away with it.

“Hey, I just wanna know who could possibly be so important that they could distract you as I kicked your ass in Call of Duty,” he teased, sprinting into his room and unsuccessfully attempting to slam the door before you put your foot in the doorway.

“Ow, what the fuck, Carl?” you yelled, limping in on the foot that hadn’t been crushed by the door.  “I was literally just answering my brother to let him know that I was spending the night here per usual!  And I was letting him know that I’d go grocery shopping tomorrow.  Now give me my phone back so I can finish kicking your ass downstairs.”

Carl smirked and raised his eyebrows at you, plopping down on Ian’s empty bed.  “Your brother.  Mhmm.” His eyes continued to nosily scan the screen of your phone.

“Yes, Carl, my brother.  I’m pretty sure we both know that I have nobody interesting to text considering I’ve been single for, what, six months now?  Now give me my phone back,” you demanded, inching forward and banging your hip into his dresser.  The rocking of the dresser caused a box to fall on the ground, spilling out its contents.  A smirk formed on your lips as your eyes scanned the ground.  It was your turn to tease him now.  “Ah, nice condoms.  I see someone has been getting the ladies?”

Carl immediately shot up to his feet, shoving you to the side and bending down to pick up the condoms off of the ground.  “Ha, I wish,” he said with a chuckle, a slight blush forming on his cheeks.  His shaky hands struggled to shove the contents back into the box.

You raised an eyebrow in response, stepping forward and ripping your phone out of his back pocket.  “What do you mean by that?” you questioned, walking around him and climbing up onto his bed as he remained on the ground.  “We’ve been best friends for years and I’m pretty sure we both know you’ve had your fair share of girls over here.”

“Yeah, I have, but…” He paused for a moment as he shoved the box into one of the drawers and slammed it closed.  “I’ve never gone, like, all the way with any of them… you know. Sure I’ve done just about everything else, but I’ve never actually done that with any of them.”  It was pretty clear he was embarrassed to confess this to you.

The smirk reappeared on your lips as he hesitantly climbed up onto his bed and plopped down beside you, his eyes refusing to meet yours.  “Wow, Carl Gallagher, a virgin?  When did you plan on telling me this?” you mocked, shoving his side before giggling quietly to yourself.

Carl clearly wasn’t amused.  He rolled onto his side so his back was facing you.  “Stopppp.”

You laughed yet again and rolled your eyes, squeezing his shoulder.  “I’m just messing with you.  I’m in the same boat as you.  No need to be embarrassed.”

“Really?” Your words caused Carl to roll back over to face you, his eyes scanning your face.  “Hmm. Interesting.”  Slowly, a smug grin formed on his lips.  “I guess that makes me feel a little better, but not completely.  Now since you’ve embarrassed me, it’s your turn to confess something about yourself.”

Your eyes widened as you shoved his chest with the palm of your hand.  “What? How is that fair?  I just confessed to the same thing!” you exclaimed, but Carl wasn’t having it.

“Nope,” he responded with a chuckle, grabbing your hand off his chest and holding it in his own a few seconds longer than usual. “You can’t have the same confession as me.  It has to be original.”  He was relentless.

“Ugh, fine,” you huffed, rolling over onto your back and staring up at the ceiling.  After a few moments of silent pondering, an idea finally came to your mind.  “I’ve never had an orgasm.”

The sheets ruffled as Carl shot up into a seated position on the bed.  A puzzled look took over his face as he stared down at you in disbelief.  “Wait, huh?”

You bit your lip as your cheeks began to heat up.  “I mean, yeah, is that so weird?”

Carl went silent for another few seconds, combing his fingers through his wavy hair as his face remained scrunched up in confusion.  “Well, yeah, kind of,” he started, nodding his head. “I get that you’ve never had sex, but I know you’ve done just about everything else with your past boyfriends.  And, what?  I just don’t understand.”

Your cheeks darkened even more as you looked down and began to play with your fingers.  “Sure I’ve done a lot of things with my past boyfriends, but… I don’t know.  None of them ever really brought me to that level.”

Still, Carl looked confused.  His eyes wouldn’t leave your embarrassed face as he tried to figure this out.  “Okay, so like, obviously your past boyfriends went down on you, right?”

This wasn’t exactly how had planned to spend your Friday night.  With a sigh, you sat up and rested your back against the wall.  “What do you mean by obviously?  Joey attempted it but got ‘tired’ and gave up after like thirty seconds. And Matt and Ben never did.  Matt said that it was weird and he’d rather not do it.  Ben said that girls like to go down on guys but guys don’t like to go down on girls.” You shook your head and covered your face with your hands.  “Can we please talk about something else now?”

Carl held up his hand in rejection and shook his head.  “No, no, no.  Not yet, Y/N.  I’m still confused,” he said, his wide eyes still burning into your face.  “So you’re trying to tell me that all three of those guys didn’t like going down on their girlfriends?”

“Yes, Carl, I guess that is what I’m saying,” you replied, beginning to get a bit annoyed.  “Why is this so hard for you to understand?”

Finally, a quiet laugh escaped Carl’s lips, but he still continued to shake his head.  “So you’re trying to tell me that there’s real guys that exist that don’t like to go down on their girlfriends?”

“Oh my god, yes, Carl.  That is what I’m saying.” Plopping down on your back again, you grabbed his pillow and threw it at his face.  “Enough now.”

“Wow.” He still wasn’t done.  “You’ve dated some really fucking weird guys, Y/N.”  When you only responded with an eye roll, he finally allowed himself to lay back down beside you.  “But still, never had an orgasm?  That’s insane.  You’ve been deprived.”

Your eyes at last met his as you shot him a glare.  “Wouldn’t know.”

“It’s amazing.  Heavenly, almost.  Feels so good it’s almost indescribable.” Carl’s eyes glowed as he described the obviously incredible sensation you had never experienced.  “Wish I could help you out with this one.”  After realizing what he said, the boy let out an awkward cough as his eyes darted to the ceiling.

“Yeah, me too,” you murmured, your cheeks changing to match the current color of his.  Not wanting to make things too awkward, you cleared your throat and sat up.  “Okay, we’re done with this.  Now it’s time for me to kick your ass in Call of Duty.”

The topic was dropped and the rest of the night was spent playing video games and stuffing your faces with junk food, which were your usual activities.  But something was different.  There was a tension between the two of you that usually wasn’t there.  Every so often, you’d catch Carl staring at you, causing his eyes to immediately dart away whenever you noticed.  More than once, you’d both go to reach into the bowl of popcorn between you at the same time and your hands would brush and linger near each other for a few moments too long.  The typical banter you two always shared now almost appeared to be what it always had been but neither of you would admit: flirting.  Sleeping together had never been an issue for the two of you, but tonight it was much more difficult for you both to get comfortable – not too close or too far away from one another.  Spooning was never weird before, but tonight Carl seemed extra fidgety as you pressed your backside into him.  Still, neither of you addressed the change and eventually managed to drift off to sleep.

You felt like you were on top of the world.  In heaven.  Straight ecstasy.  What a dream.

Your eyes flew open but the feeling didn’t go away. Your legs began to tremble as you propped yourself up on your elbows.  “F-Fuck… Carl?”

The moment you spoke up, the blankets were pulled back from your stomach and Carl’s face became visible between your thighs.  He looked up at you, flashing you a smirk.  “Good morning.  Wasn’t sure you were ever gonna wake up.”  Without another word, he inserted two fingers inside of you and moved his face back between your legs, darting his tongue across your clit.

The sensation was too good that you hardly knew how to react. A gasp escaped your lips as you bucked your hips up toward his face, increasing the pressure.  It was in that moment that it started to dawn on you what was happening.  “W-Wait. F-Fuck, Carl.  S-Stop,” you breathed out, but you knew it wasn’t what you wanted.

Carl pushed your hips back down on the bed and resurfaced again, pushing his wavy hair out of his face.  A smirk formed on his lips again as his eyes glanced between your shaking thighs and your awe struck face.  “You really want me to stop?”

Without another word, you pushed his head back down, caving into the feeling that was taking over your body.  “Don’t stop,” you demanded, contradicting your previous statement and tangling your fingers into his messy hair.

Carl immediately began to move his fingers inside of you again, his lips moving around your clit as he began to suck and swirl his tongue around at the same time.  Your moans got louder, causing Carl to increase the speed of his fingers.  His tongue was now gliding up and down your clit, increasing the pressure each time he made it to the top.

That was all it took.  Your hips ground against his face and you tugged on his hair, your eyes closing tightly as you climaxed and came against his tongue.  

As the world spun around you, you felt Carl climb back up and take his spot beside you, propping himself up on his elbow.  While you recovered, you could feel him staring at you, his eyes filled with nothing but admiration.

When you were finally able to catch your breath, you rolled over onto your side to face him and raised an eyebrow at him, grinning.  “Wow.”

“Sorry I didn’t wait to ask for your permission, but you were kind of moaning my name in your sleep beforehand, so I saw it as the perfect opportunity,” he said with a chuckle.  After a moment, the smile fell from his lips and he rolled onto his back. He cleared his throat and bit down on his swollen lower lip.  “And, uh, I don’t know if it was just me, but something felt different between us yesterday and, um, yeah… Kind felt like all those repressed feelings finally started coming up or something… I don’t know.”

Shaking your head, you moved closer to the embarrassed boy, cuddling into his side.  “It wasn’t just you.”

A small smile formed on Carl’s lips before it transformed into a smirk.  “You know, I once read that in order to have an orgasm, you need to be physically attracted to the other person.”

Rolling your eyes, you pushed Carl onto his back and climbed on top of him, straddling his waist.  “Yes, I’m attracted to you.  I guess everyone was always right whenever they said that we couldn’t just be friends,” you confessed, raising an eyebrow at him as a bulge began to form through his pants.  “And I’m guessing the feeling is mutual.”

Carl’s cheeks darkened a bit, but the smirk remained on his lips.  “You’re right.  I don’t go down on just anyone… Recently, at least.”

“How could I ever repay you?” you flirted, leaning down and resting your forehead against his.  You could tell you had the upper hand for once from the way he swallowed the lump in his throat and stared at you with wide eyes.  “Remember that confession you shared with me yesterday?”

Carl furrowed his brow and gave you a questioning look. “The one where I shamefully told you I’ve never had sex?  Yeah, what about it?”  God was he slow sometimes.

Brushing your nose against his, you wrapped your arms around his neck.  “How would you feel about changing that?”

That was all it took for it to click in his head.  His eyes widened for a moment before he grabbed your hips and flipped you over so he was on top.  He flashed you a smirk before brushing his lips against yours.  

“I guess maybe we’ll be able to call it even then.”


Once again, I’m new to the game on here so please let me know if you enjoy! xx

  • Kyungsoo: Chanyeol, Baekhyun! since I love you two so so much, I decided to take you Christmas shopping!!!
  • Baekhyun: let's go now!
  • -pulling up the car 30 mins later-
  • Chanyeol, screaming: THIS IS A FUNERAL HOME

the calendar // panic! at the disco

Mr Thesassygandalf got me a present *-*

Seventeen Reaction: Your Guy Best Friend Buys You Whatever You Want

“SVT Reaction to Your Guy Best friend Buying U whatever you want” -Anon

A/N: This is one of my first times doing reactions so I apologize if it is not the best! -Admin Sara


  • “Let me buy you something.”
  • “Who is this guy?”
  • Pouts the whole time cause this bean just wants to buy cute stuff for you but when he starts buying you everything what is left for him to get you.
  • Is a bit afraid you’ll stop telling him what you want and around Christmas and birthdays he’ll have to guess what you want.
  • Just wants to provide. 

Originally posted by scoupstv


  • He’s happy he isn’t spending money
  • Is a bit sad still cause he wants to buy you cute things
  • Pressed?
  • “Oh, we need milk, get your best friend to buy it for you”
  • Is okay with it yet not so it confuses you SO much.

Originally posted by eggyyoon


  • How sweet of him
  • “Oh my gosh he bought you that outfit, its really cute”
  • “Sorry I couldn’t be there to buy it”
  • Pouts
  • “I’ll buy you a whole new closet next time we go shopping!”

Originally posted by jisooosgf


  • I didn’t come here to date you and your best friend
  • “Why is he buying you all this stuff. I wanted to pay for that!”
  • I… wanted? to pay for that
  • “Why am I even mad, like I don’t understand.”
  • “Thank you for buying that?”

Originally posted by mvnghaos


  • “Lets go shopping now, I have to buy stuff before him”
  • Makes you give him a list of things you want so if your friend buys them he still has back ups to get you
  • This babe likes buying you random gifts so it sort of rains on his parade.
  • “Oh… he bought you one… okay.” Hides the exact thing he just bought you as your surprise gift behind his back
  • “I have to go to the store again”
  • :( ½

Originally posted by amemericans


  • Tries not to let you go shopping with the guy but somehow even if you don’t you still have new stuff.
  • “Why are there boxes of shoes at the door? I thought you didn’t go out today”
  • “Oh. I see.”
  • “Can’t you just tell him I want to buy you presents too? It isn’t fair if he is buying everything before I can.”

Originally posted by seoten


  • “Why are gifts just appearing in this houSE?”
  • “Where are you even getting all of this stuff?”
  • How does he even have money anymore, he bought you like 200 things in one day.
  • Drags you to the store, even if he got out of practice at 3AM and the only store open just sells gum. You’re going.
  • “I don’t care if you’re tired. I’m tired of not being able to buy you as much stuff and it makes me feel bad. Now gET UP.”

Originally posted by cheolshu


  • “He’s buying you stuff? Cute.”
  • “What’d you get today?” :|
  • “N-no I am happy he is buying you stuff and you’re able to hang out and stuff with him. But… Isn’t he spending a lot of money on you… are you sure that is okay? Like he has enough money to do that?”
  • ?
  • Is more worried about your friends spending habits than trying to buy you anything
  • Doesn’t want your friend to feel left out of the gift circle
  • Buys your friend random gifts in return so he at least gets something other than pure friendship back.

Originally posted by pledisseventeen


  • “I mean you can still hang out with him, I don’t really care… I just don’t like him.”
  • Tries to buy you more stuff 
  • “Oh that’s what he got you… well I got you THIS.”
  • “Yeah well, you’re the one dating me.”
  • You’re dating me.
  • Tries to ask your friend to stop buying you so much stuff but then gets caught and you think hes jealous.
  • “You’re dating me. How could I be jealous?”

Originally posted by visual-17


  • Sees you getting everything you want made him just a bit upset because he enjoys buying you things
  • Starts trying to find unique things that you didn’t even know you wanted
  • “Yeah, he may have bought you like 3 pairs of shoes today but the bracelet I got you… Yeah. I picked out everything.”
  • Acts really cool and proud about all the stuff he finds.

Originally posted by minghaeo


  • Made your best friend mad accidentally? when he first asked him to stop because he called it clutter. 
  • Sees how much he buys you now and gets mad but just keeps joking about it.
  • “Can he buy me stuff?”
  • “My best friend who?”
  • “No seriously though Y/N, it could work I have a plan.”

Originally posted by mvpgyu


  • Not really upset, but also not fine with it either
  • Tries to buy you a bunch of stuff while out with you
  • Makes a list of stuff you want so he doesn’t forget and makes you promise not to tell your friend about the stuff so he can at least try and buy it first
  • “Ya know, just tell him I really want this album.”
  • The album shows up the next day and hes like… what??
  • Is he really buying me stuff too? He has that kind of money? I should probably get to know him so that way I can repay him one day…
  • All of us are friends now.
  • “Three musketeers”

Originally posted by pledisseventeen


  • Didn’t really mind at first and was like, okay, yeah I’m cool with it as long as we can coordinate so we don’t get the same things again.
  • Started caring more once your friend said something he didn’t like and then they stopped coordinating
  • Got really sad because three weeks before Christmas he went to this place to get you this necklace you said you wanted and waiting 2 hours in a long line only to find out he was in the wrong one. Then go to another line for another hour just to buy it and find out that your friend got you the same one AND gave it you early.
  • You have to tell your friend to stop buying you so much and to start only buying maybe once every few months because this babe isn’t going to tell you that it bothers him because he knows that when you get gifts it makes you happy and that is all he wants.
  • :( ½

Originally posted by minqhyuk

William Nylander - Shared Suite

Team: Toronto Maple Leafs

Requested: Yes: Heyy can i request a Willy Nylander imagine in which they go from partners in crime to lovers, like they go to a wedding together and they arrange to share a suite and the end up sleeping together and then the next morning they spill their feelings for each other and it’s super cute and funny plz!

Edited: Yes

Word count: 765

Summary: You’re best friends then sleep together

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This is really a fuck greedy employers story. But in the middle of a category 4 hurricane approaching our doorstep, naturally the whole town is closing up. But no, not us. We’re still open. And if we were scheduled, if we didn’t evacuate, we’re expected to drive through this wind and rain and still be at work on time.
On top of this, water is sold out everywhere. So our boss -who has kept us working so we can’t go shopping- is now “letting us” purchase water for retail price. It doesn’t cost him 10c for a gallon of water, amd he’s charging his employees in a time of emergency $1.25 for a gallon each. On top of not closing the restaurant in the approach of a freaking hurricane.

  • Shakespearean Questionaire: What on earth is a Christmas pudding?
  • I don't know, can I eat it: Hamlet, Hal, Benedick,
  • I don't know, can I get drunk on it: Falstaff, Christopher Sly, Macbeth's Porter, Sir Toby Belch, Sir Andrew Aguecheek
  • I don't know, can I hit someone with it: Hotspur, Kate Minola, Ophelia, Coriolanus
  • I dont' know, can I kill someone with it: Tamora, Brutus, Lady Macbeth
  • I don't know, can I marry it: Petruchio, Orsino, Egeus
  • I don't know, is it any use for duelling: Aumerle, Laertes, Aufidius
  • I don't know, can I hide poison in it: Claudio, Iago, Aaron
  • I don't know, and frankly, I have worse problems: King Lear, Any Antonios and Sebastians
  • I don't know, can I look it up somewhere: Horatio, Benvolio, Viola, Malvolio
  • I know, and I'm not telling: Beatrice, Feste, King Lear's Fool, Maria
Unlikely BroTPs
  • June & Floyd:
  • "everytime I come here there's no food! Have you heard of grocery shopping?"
  • Rick & Waylon:
  • "can you not eat them right now?!"
  • "But I wanna!"
  • Harley & Tatsu:
  • "save me...."
  • Tatsu & Chato:
  • "You're actually a tolerable human being."
  • "...Thanks?"
  • Digger & Rick:
  • "I don't wanna..."
  • Floyd & Tatsu:
  • "I know why you hate me!"
  • "Is it because you're an asshole?"
  • Floyd and Waylon:
  • "SICK 'EM BOY!"
  • "...Did you just quote Supernatural?"
  • donald trump: barack obama wasn't born in america
  • republicans: show us the birth certificate!
  • fake news: hillary clinton is running a sex shop from a pizzeria in DC
  • republicans: lets go investigate now!
  • james comey: we may or may not have new emails from hillary clinton
  • republicans: put her in jail!
  • CIA: we have definitive proof that russia interfered with the election
  • republicans: what? y'all wild. you can't believe everything you hear.
12:30 AM | YoonKook AU | Chapter 1

Where Jungkook is just a college boy who loves to party, and Yoongi works a late night job and hates the world. 

What happens when Jungkook walks into the convenience store during one of his drunken nights and Yoongi just happens to be working? It’s simple. Yoongi hates him. 

warnings: Bad language, drugs, smut (eventually, maybe), violence.

A/N: This is something I never thought I myself would end up writing to be completely honest, but I thought I would try it, this could be the only fic I do like this, but let’s see how this goes. 

I don’t feel too confident in the writing and editing here, but I feel like this is the best I can do, but if I continue then I will try harder!

forgive me if this doesn’t go well or to plan, I of course have another piece of work you could try :)

Word count: 3.1K

Originally posted by fairybcby

Originally posted by irrational-obsessions-gottcha78

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Chapter 8- Sleepless night

PRANK’D, It’s a Purple page.

The boys grabbed a glass of water each a popped it onto Jon’s nightstand, getting ready for bed. It was really early, but the pair were knackered from the day.

“Where do you want me to sleep?”

“Well you can just sleep with me? I mean, we got like 7 people in this bed last night, I think it can take me and you without being too bad. Unless you don’t wanna I mean.”

“Nah its cool. You don’t mind me sleeping in my boxers though?”

“No man.” Jon shook his head. “Don’t worry about it, I sleep in mine too.”

Evan started to strip down as Jon went to the bathroom. He came back into find Evan lazily spread in bed, watching him.

“What? Waiting for me to undress are we you damn pervert?”

“Obviously.” Evan smirked, still not taking his eyes from Jon.

Jon slipped out of his clothing, it was kind of awkward the fact that he could still feel Evans eyes on him. A part of him wanted him to stop, but another part didn’t want him too. He felt like he needed to put on some kind of show.

Evan started to feel somewhat heated as Jon started with his top, showing his strong inked arm and defined back and ended with him pulling down his trousers. As he bent down Evan couldn’t help but think about the ass now in his face. It was a fine butt.

“Damn, that bootay though.” Evan exclaimed in his childish voice, leaning over to spank the unexpected Jon. Jon jumped back, frowning as he nearly split the trousers still around his ankles.

“Fuck off you bitch!”

“Or what? You gonna twerk me to death?”

“Don’t temp me!” Jon laughed, falling onto Evan who was still under the cover, wrestling him.

“You know I am stronger than you!” Evan cried, slamming Jon into the uncovered bed. Jon was laughing like a maniac as he got over excited and became giddy. He hadn’t felt like such a child in ages.

“Yeah, but I have legs for days!” Jon replied, wrapping the unsuspecting Evan in his legs and rolling him back around so he was sat on top of him.

“Yeah but-” Evan’s smirked, un-linking his hands from Jon’s. “I’m not ticklish.”

Shook formed on Jon’s face as he tried to wiggle away, but Evan had already got a firm grip on his wrist, his other hand making it’s way to Jon’s armpit.

“That’s not fair!” Jon cried before he exploded with laughter. “Stop Ev-”


“I’m going to die!” Jon was in tears, falling off of the bed as he tried to get away.

“Oh shit, are you alright?” But Evan already knew the answer. Jon was laughing hard and he laid on the floor, looking up at Evan. It was a high excitable laugh as he found himself in a fit of hysterics.

Evan smiled, watching Jon laugh was so endearing.

“I thought I was gonna damn die or somethin-”

Evans phone suddenly started to ring, cutting off Jon, causing the pair to jump .

Evan stared, stretching across to the nightstand to answer, with Jon watching him from the floor.


It was Georgia.

“Look, Evan, I’m really sorry about what I said, and I didn’t mean it and I just wanted to tell you so. Please forgive me.”

Evan paused, looking over towards Jon who’s eyes were piercing his flesh with worry planted on his pretty little face.

“G, I’m sorry too. I shouldn’t of ignored you for my friends. I mean, I still stand by what I said but, it’s not your fault. You’re a really sweet girl, and I’m sure you’ll find someone better.”


“G you know this isn’t going to work like it used too.”

“I know Evan, I just wanted to tell you that I was sorry for the whole thing, and to break up in a mature manner. I didn’t want us to leave on a bad note Ev. I really did love you. It was just we were falling apart already, and I think that made us crack.”

Evan could still feel eyes on him.

“Hey, look, it was amazing whilst it lasted. Have a good life. Night, night Georgie.”

“Night Ev.”

The phone went dead, and so did Evans heart. The girl he had spent the last 2 years with had gone and was never coming back. He had seen them getting married, having children, having a life together but it was broken in just a few ‘night night’s to each other.

It was true that they had been on a bad road, hence why Georgia wanted to come with Evan on his trip.

Evan had been flirting with other people, and Georgia had been cheating on a few drunken nights out. They were as bad as each other.

Evan suddenly felt a hand on his back, twisting around his hip. It was going to be okay, Jon was here.

“You wanna talk about it?” Jon muttered, who had come from his laying position on the floor to sit next to Evan on the side of the bed.

Evan shrugged, he didn’t know what to say. He was heartbroken. It was enviable, but it still hurt knowing it was finally over.

Jon hummed lightly, he couldn’t let Evan go to bed now.

“Want me to go to the shop and get a fuck ton of ice-cream?”

Evan looked towards Jon, he didn’t want to cry, but he was anyway.

“Hey, I didn’t know you liked ice-cream that much!” Jon joked, pulling the misty eyed man into his arms. He felt him try and laugh at his joke for it to come out in sobs.

“It’s gonna be okay Ev.” He whispered, rubbing the circles into his back.

“That’s going to be the last goodbye I’ll ever give her.” Evan sobbed, rubbing his wet eyes onto Jon’s bare skin.

“I know, but that’ll mean you have a chance for another hello.” Jon stated, causing Evan to frown.

“That made more sense in my head.”

Evan smiled slightly, which was an achievement for Jon.

“Let’s get you some damn good ice cream.”

He felt bad when he left Evan tucked into his covers, on his laptop. He was scared he was going to do something stupid, like message her.

He was at the shop down the road, with a pair of sweatpants, trainers and a loss top on. He wished he had put some kind of jumper on though, as the air was nippy and the frozen isle gave him goosebumps.

He had told him he’d get a fuck ton of ice-cream, but after doing laundry today he had very little change so he grabbed Evan’s favourite favour, cookie dough, in the shitist brand name and paid.

Worried, he ran back towards his house, finding Evan to be searching up flats.

“I thought I was going to find you making yourself even more sad.” Jon said, handing Evan the tub and a spoon.

“Oh I love Little Pops own brand of ice-cream.” Evan said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.

Jon snorted.

“Well I am a damn psycho- psychic or whatever its called.”

“Psychic.” Evan laughed, it was nice to see him laugh again.

“So what you doing?”

Evan hummed, shutting down the page.

“Not a lot, just getting prepared for uni.”

Jon nodded, feeling like he was going to lose Evan again.

Evan looked towards Jon who was now harbouring a sad expression.

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?” Jon said, masking the fact his heart was hurting behind a chipper voice. Evan wasn’t one to buy it though.

“For moving away and everything. For leaving you.”

Jon looked towards Evan, his expression now blank.

“It’s not your fault Ev, even though I joke that it is. It’s not. You were just following your dream, you were just doing what you love-”

“And leaving what I love. I could of stayed and everything would be better here-”

“Ev, this isn’t your responsibility. I’m not some sensitive bitch who needs ca-”

“But you are Jo. You needed me and I didn’t do anything. How can I be a good friend if I’m not here for you when you’re unhappy.”

“Your problem is that you’re too kind and caring.” Jon mumbled, keeping eye contact with Evan. “You care more about others than you do yourself. I’m the bad friend if I stop you from doing what you want to do just because I can’t learn to be independent.”

“Yeah but that’s not your fault-”

Jon exhaled harshly, cutting off Evan. His eyes trailed down the floor before wandering back up to Evan’s deep eyes. A light smile tinted his face.

“I’m too tired for this shit. Budge over.”

He began to undress again into his boxers with Evan giving him a confused frown, but didn’t push the matter. They were both tired and a full blown argument over what they believed was right without a right answer would be hell.

Jon lifted up the cover and darted under, snuggling up to Evan.

“Ah get away from me, you’re freezing!”

“Says the guy who’s eating ice-cream.” Jon pointed out.

Evan huffed, letting Jon’s cold body parts sit on his for warmth. They bare interaction felt nice as skin touched skin.

They sat there for a little while, watching music videos and gaming channels.

“Thanks Jo.”

“For what?” Jon replied sleepily, his head propped up on Evans broad shoulder.

“For making me feel better, and for the ice cream and stuff. You know I do secretly appreciate it. Even if I don’t tell you-”

“I know.” Jon responded. “You’re my best friend, I’d do anything for you.”

Evan felt a bit teary again. It was the nicest thing anyone had ever said to him. That they’d do anything for him.

Evan rested his head on the others and his arm reached around to meet Jon’s upper arm.

“You know I’d do anything for you too.”

“Like move all the way across the country for school? That kind of anything?” Jon whipped sarcastically.

Evan snorted.

“Oh, of course you’re going to hold it against me for the rest of my life. I see how it is.”

“Yeah, you’re going to have to make up for it big time mister man. I’m going to hold it against you the next time you ask me for ice-cream at 10 o’clock too.”

“Damn, that’s brutal.” Evan smirked, bringing the laptop lid down so they were engulfed in darkness.

They stayed silent, listening to one another’s breathing as they rested against each other.

Jon was the first to move, bringing their heads onto the pillows provided.

“Night Ev. Have a good sleep, and wake me up if ya feel bad.”

“Mhm, night Jo.”

Evan laid awake thinking for a little while, his body pressed up against Jon’s slimmer one. He was still a little bit cold.

Suddenly, Jon’s phone vibrated, the light blinking slightly.

Evan had been wrong to assume Jon was asleep when Jon reached out for it, reading the text.

He pressed it up to his ear in a whisper.

“Ma, it’s like midnight… okay, okay, no, pa didn’t come here. No, ma he hasn’t in a year. I know you’re sad, yes, mhmm. Can’t you two sort it out yourselves? I’m sleeping.”

Jon suddenly huffed, quietly getting out of bed. Evan heard him walk down the stairs and open a drawer.

“Ma we literally have like 20 dollars to live off. Yes, I counted all the money left in the stash too. Ma, pa is ages away. No, no you’re not going anywhere. Ma!”

Jon exhaled sharply. Throwing his phone harshly onto the counter when it buzzed as his mum ended the call.

Jon stood in silence for a second, watching himself frown in the reflection of the dark window. Why did he have to deal with his parents problems? It was theirs, not his. He hated it. It made feel bad when his mum would beg him to contact his dad, and how she missed him. At least he knew what missing someone felt like. That’s why it hurt him so much.

The thing that pissed him off the most was that they both knew that he couldn’t get in contact with dad, else she’d miss him more. Yet she kept putting him through the torture until he really didn’t care anymore.

He suddenly heard the stairs creak slightly, causing him to turn around.

Evan was stood there near the top, faintly embarrassed by the fact he had been caught.

“I was going to say something.” He encouraged. “But ya know, I didn’t know a good time to say it.”

“I didn’t realise you were up, did I wake you?”

“Nah man, I was awake anyway.” Evan reassured, now coming down the rest of the stairs.

Jon looked tired, worn and almost fragile as he stood in the dim light of the dying bulb. Evan had never really seen this side. The side of defeat, loneliness and the overall lack of confidence. It hurt to see him like this. Was this what he was like when Evan was away?

Evan walked over to him, bringing him into a massive bear hug.

Jon tucked his head into Evan’s neck. Holding tightly. He never wanted Evan to leave him ever again.

“Want me to get you a fuck ton of ice-cream?”

Jon laughed slightly, bringing his head back up to smile at Evan.

“What, Little Pops own brand?”

It was Evans turn to snicker.

“Something like that.”

AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/10691808/chapters/24241413


Breaking News: Youth buys new pants. Wears them.

anonymous asked:

Imagine Anti waking up and having brown hair and he just kinda sits up slowly before bellowing Sean’s name and glitching there to throttle him but Wiish stops him by telling him he’s cute and it looks so good on him then she takes him shopping for new clothes so he won’t feel insecure over his wardrobe not matching his hair anymore

//I!! Am!! Living!!

Lmao Wiish is like, ‘Anti you look fine, it looks really good on you now let’s go shopping and get you new clothes.

Anti: -glitchy mess.- W-whaa-? It…is good?? Okay mother if you say so-

Stalia prom

“Did you hear me?” Lydia says and waves her hand in front of Malia’s eyes.

Malia hadn’t listened the first time, or the second, she was thinking, she was thinking about whether she’d pass or not, she has been under a lot of stress lately, she has had a lot of catching up to do, even though she cathced up last year, she still has a bit to catch up on, she was just hoping she’d graduate with the others.

“Malia?” Lydia says again, but she has a worried expression this time.

“What? I’m sorry, i was just thinking” Malia says as she breaks from her thoughts.

“Are you going to prom?” Lydia asks and smiles.

“I don’t know, i don’t even have a date” Malia says.

“What do you mean? You’re dating Stiles, hasn’t he asked you yet?” Lydia says.

“Nah, i don’t think he will, he probably doesn’t even want to go to prom” Malia says and looks down.

She has actually been hoping all week he’d ask her, she has never went to prom before, but she remembers watching tv and seeing teens go to prom with their partners.

“What? Of course he’s going to ask you! He’s just a little late” Lydia says and rubs her hand on Malia’s shoulder and smiles.

Many guys have already asked Lydia to go with her, but she hasn’t said yes to anyone, yet.

“The prom’s tomorrow, i don’t even have a dress ” Malia says.

“Then we need to go shopping!” Lydia says and smiles very brightly.

It has been a while since she has gone to shopping with someone, she went once with Kira, but Kira doesn’t really enjoy shopping that much.

“Lets go right now!” Lydia says and graps Malia’s hand and is now dragging her out of the school.

“But we still have one hour of school” Malia says and tries to stop Lydia.

“Since when have you wanted to stay at school? Now lets go” Lydia says.

“Wait!” Malia says and Lydia stops.

“What now?” Lydia says.

“Kira, i’ll call Kira, she probably wants a dress too since she’s going with Scott” Malia says and pulls out her phone to call Kira.

It’s true, Kira hadn’t bought a dress yet.

“Kira! Come to the school parking lot, we’re waiting you here” Malia says to Kira.

“What why? Don’t you have school?” Kira answers.

“Yes, but the prom is tomorrow!” Malia says.

Kira didn’t have anymore classes that day, so her school ended a couple of minutes ago.

“Okay, i’ll be there in 5” Kira says and hungs up.

Malia and Lydia walked to Lydia’s car and are now wating for Kira to show up.

“Shotgun!” Kira shouts as she runs to Malia and Lydia.

Lydia went to the drivers seat and started the car, Kira went to the passengers seat and Malia’s sitting at the back.
Lydia starts driving.

After a while of driving, they finally reach their destination, the mall.

“What shop first?” Kira asks.

“This one, it has the best dresses” Lydia says and walks in.

All of the girls find dresses for themselfs.
Kira’s dress is long, the bottom part is black and the top part has diamonds on it (fake ones, of course)
Malia’s dress is lilac, it’s long.
Lydia’s dress isn’t that long, it reaches to her knees, it’s tight, pink.

“Okay, bye Malia!” Lydia says and waves at Malia as she’s stepping inside Stiles’ house.

Malia gets inside the house with a big smile on her face, she had a great time with Lydia and Kira, they were listening to music in the car and sung along.

“What makes you so happy?” Stiles says and walks down the stairs.

He had been planning for hours how to ask Malia to the prom in his room.

“I was shopping for prom dresses with Lydia and Kira” Malia says and walks to Stiles.

“You got a date?” Stiles says and raises his eyebrows, he’s actually thinking that some random guy asked Malia and she had said yes.

“What? No.” Malia says and kisses Stiles quickly on his cheek and starts walking upstairs.

Stiles walks upstairs right behind her.

“I think i’m going to take a shower” Malia says and takes her shirt off.

Stiles stares at Malia.

“What?” Malia asks.

“It’s just, do you want to go to prom with me?” Stiles asks.

“Wait, what?” Malia says.

Stiles asking her to go to prom with her had taken her off guard, she didn’t expect him to ask her, atleast not now.

“Will you go to prom with me?” Stiles says and smiles.

“Of course” Malia says and hugs Stiles.

Malia breaks the hug and Stiles pulls her in for a kiss.


“Stiles, are you ready? I have been waiting for like an hour!” Malia yells from downstairs.

Malia has been ready for a while already, she has her hair on curls, she had said to Stiles when he was curling her hair (yes, Stiles curled Malia’s hair) that she’d cut her hair short, simply because it’s too much work for take care of long hair and curling them took like an hour.

Malia had no make up on, she never really liked make up nor she knew how to use it.

“Okay, how do i look?” Stiles says as he walks down the stairs.

“Wow, i don’t think i have ever seen you look so, so, handsome” Malia says and is staring at Stiles.

“Well, i’d say to same for you, but you look as amazing every day, at least through my eyes” Stiles says and smiles.

“Lets go, Lydia’s waiting” Malia says and takes Stiles’ hand on hers.

“Not so fast kids” Stiles’ dad says, he’s holding a camera in his hands and is ready to take a picture.

“Smile” Stiles’ dad says.

“No! Wait! I have to close my eyes, they’ll reflect the light if i don’t and it’ll ruin the picture!” Malia says.

Stiles wraps his right hand around Malia’s waist.
Malia smiles and closes her eyes.

“Done!” The sheriff says.

Stiles already knows what his dad’s going do with the picture, he’s going to print it out and frame it and put it on the wall, he’s going to put it right next to his own prom photo with Claudia, he had told this many times to Stiles, he had told that he’ll frame Stiles’ prom photo right next to his.

“Have fun!” Stiles’ dad says before the love birds get out of the house.

“We will!” Malia says and gets out of the house with Stiles


Kira and Scott had been dancing the whole time, even tho Kira’s not the best dancer.

“Wanna go dance?” Stiles asks Malia as the song switches to a slow one.

“I don’t know, i don’t want to leave Lydia alone” Malia says.

Lydia had came alone, she was sitting at the table with Stiles and Malia.

“It’s ok, go!’ Lydia says and smiles.

Stiles guides Malia to the dance floor and wraps his hands around Malia’s waist and Malia rests her hands on Stiles’ shoulders.
Stiles is smiling.

"Why are you smiling, do i look funny?” Malia says and starts eyeing her dress.

“No, no, you look perfect, it’s, i can’t believe i’m actually dancing with the love of my life” Stiles says and he didn’t really realize the words he had said, Stiles or Malia hadn’t said the L word ever to each other.

“You, you think i’m the love of your life?” Malia says and looks deeply in Stiles’ eyes.

“I don’t think, i know, i knew you were going to be the love of my life the second i saw you” Stiles says.

Malia moves closer and kisses him, she kisses him and he know that she loves him too, he had known for a long time that he loves her, he just wasn’t sure if she did, he was scared she’d leave him.

But she wasn’t going to leave him, she’d never leave without him.

{Requested by monseborjas30 hope you liked this! Sorry for all the grammar mistakes, english isn’t my first language!:) i also added some malydira/malydia scenes if you don’t mind}

tfw u run out of hot water credit but your anxiety doesn’t let you go top up your card cos the shop is five busy streets away
and then you can’t have a shower for like two days
and then when you’ve worked up the courage to go to the shop your anxiety says no because you’re all smelly
and then you sit there in a cold bathless house for another week
and then you’re smellier
and its even more hard
and then you finally have had enough so you’re determined to wash up as best you can with cold water, tea towels and baby wipes
and then you’re ready to go
but your anxiety won’t let you go because the shop is five busy streets away
and also now you only have like one day of electricity left
so the choice is just between embarassment now and embarassment tomorrow + even colder and even smellier and probably at like 3am or something and everything in the freezer has melted
but your brain
is still
“its five busy streets away”