baker family hcs if eveline didnt take them over pt 1
because they are pure and i want them to be happy
- he would probably be the guy who makes dad jokes
- “ya know why the sun doesn’t have to go to college??”
“cause it already has 28 million degrees!”
- he scares Lucas’s friends a lot for shits in giggles
- probably gets his axe and say “here’s jacky!!”
- while his friends are screaming and Jack is laughing so fuckin hard and Lucas is just like “dad please only I’m allowed to do this stop”
- he loves marguriete’s cooking! he likes her pancakes
- honestly he loves his wife so much asdfghjkl
- he hates his house
- it’s so fucking big he just wants to go to the bathroom
- ??? y u hate mansion Jack?
- if he ever got a daughter he would spoil her so hardd
- “jack ur spoiling her too much”
“marguriete she is precious”
- probably picks up his wife a lot
- then picks up lucas
- and just marches around the kitchen
- Lucas being like “dad let me go!!” and marguriete “jack!!” while laughing
- TL;DR: he’s basically a fucking dad
- when he firsts meet Ethan and Mia, he’s like
- “oml Zoe has friends??” ( let’s pretend in this au, Zoe made friends with Ethan and Mia )
- he shows them his fake props to scare his son and his friends
- ( he would never scare marguriete too hard, hell just sneak up behind her )
- “y u torture ur son and his friends??” “it’s very funny to see them scared, it’ll never cease to please me”
- he lets Ethan and Mia join one of his scare pranks and once they’re done they’re just laughing while Lucas wants to d i e
- oml Jack likes cooking??
- yes he likes cooking and its fucking great
- it’s a lil burnt but that’s fine
- u can say anything to him but say anything about his family or Ethan and Mia and ull be seeing a lot of aggressive verbal yelling
- but in all seriousness Jack is a man who should never actually hurt anyone even if he was force to because he’s just a sweet old man he doesn’t want to hurt anyone violence gets u no where in life
- he forgets rooms exists sometimes
- “oh damn there’s a basement??? and a safe house?? marguriete did u know this??”
“yes dear, u just forgot about them.”
“ohhh….OMG THERES A CAVE MARGURIETE”
“it’s not a cave sweetheart it’s a runaway tunnel just in case
if dangerous people came”
oh man there’s so much more but tbh that’ll be too much so see ya!!
Jang Moonbok really deserves a chance to redeem himself.
His appearance on Superstar K was funny I guess but if you think about it, it was pretty damaging to his pride. Moonbok was like 14/15, with a dream to be a rapper and even if he wasn’t the best, the way the judges handled it was so harsh. Instead of giving the kid some pointers or constructive criticism, they just laughed at him in his face and repetitively ask him “what language is that?” and when he went over the lyrics again, they laughed as said shit like “lmao its even funnier cause he’s actually speaking words” like can you imagine being that young and having grown adults laugh at you in your face? On national TV too? And then it was turned into a whole joke and Moonbok was made into a laughing stock to the point that he was alienated and bullied by people around him. He even said that he felt lonely and isolated. He came on the show to prove himself, that he’s not just a big joke, but even do he said he’s doing this because he has nothing left to loose. That’s pretty sad man, to think that people made him feel like he’s lost everything and has nothing left. And even now people are picking at him and just being so mean by calling him ugly, untalented, saying he shouldn’t be there, how he’s the worst on the whole show. People even went as far as to tell him to go die, to his face. TO HIS FACE. How can you be so cruel? Moonbok has no scandals, no rumors, nothing. People are contributing his popularity to him being friends with a BTS member but honestly, even BTS fans are picking on him and it’s not like Taehyung gave him a shout out post or told people to go vote for him. The last and only time Taehyung ever posted about Moonbok was a year ago. Moonbok’s rapping skills now compared to the past is SO much better. I’m sure he can get a lot better if people give him the chance to, instead of bashing him constantly. The main goal of the show is to debut in the top 11 but even so, they are there for training and to get better. Moonbok is no exception. Even on the show, the other trainees like him and always talk about how nice he is, how bubbly his personality is and how cheerful he is. Did you see how reaction when he was ranked #2? He literally jumped for joy. Even when everyone in F was struggling to learn the dance for Naya Na, Moonbok was jumping around and brightening the mood. When everyone was gloomy about getting grey shirts, Moonbok was ecstatic. The other trainees really admire him for that. I don’t know why people give him so much shit tbh. If he’s untalented then why not let him use this opportunity to get better? If he’s ugly then, if he was pretty, wouldn’t you say he’s only in the top 11 or his looks? Moonbok is really such a nice person, and it’s really sad to see people constantly bashing him.
i have been thinking about this since last night and the only thing i keep coming up with is kent making sid laugh (a lot and really really laugh??) @ w/e or @ the asg
The problem with Sidney Crosby is that he’s too hot for his
own good. A jaw like that and a mouth like that and an ass like that—it’s too much, okay? It’s just unfair, frankly. Kent
is determined to keep his cool, but he’s honestly struggling, because Sid keeps
smiling at him and it’s putting him
Kent Parson has a type; he’s self-aware enough to know this.
The thing is, his type is really, really
specific, and only one person’s ever fit it before. He likes his men tall, broad,
thick thighs, a killer smile, and better than him at hockey. That was Jack
once, back in the day, and now… Well, it’s actually been debated over and over
again if he or Sid is better. Kent’s won more cups, but Sid is just… he’s Sidney Crosby. Kent’s not sure he gets
why, but he knows there’s nothing that turns him on more than when someone is
insanely good at something Kent loves, and Sid is damn good at hockey.
Also, y’know, that ass really helps.
Kent is dragged out of his spiraling thoughts by the
beautiful Sid himself clamping a hand on his shoulder. He startles, then looks
up at Sid with a grin. They’re in the locker room, about to head out on the
ice, and Kent’s been hashtag blessed by getting the spot right next to Sid’s.
His ass and Kent’s ensuing fantasies about it have been distracting Kent from
the fact that the locker room is actually empty now, except for the two of
“I hope you’re thinking so hard about how we’re going to
win,” Sid chirps, his stupidly attractive mouth stretching into a smile. Ugh.
Kent blames that smile and its brain diminishing
capabilities for why he says, “No, actually, I was just thinking about your
Sid blinks at him for a second, then—he must think Kent is
chirping him, because he starts laughing. His laugh is sudden and intense, and
if there weren’t already hearts in Kent’s eyes, there would be now. Sid laughs
with his whole body, leaning forward like Kent’s comment was so funny that he
can’t even control his body; his eyes are squinty and his cheeks are flushed
like he’s been skating for an hour, and he’s fucking gorgeous. It’s a goddamn
sight to see.
It’s possible, maybe, that Kent has a little bit of a crush.
Anthony Kiedis: At this time, I listen to
the Clash again, whose founder, Joe Strummer, died recently. Moreover, we
covered some chords of London Calling, one of their hits, in our shows, as a
tribute to this great band.
John Frusciante: Hendrix, the Beatles, the
Who, Buddy Holly, Led Zeppelin… Actually, old things!
Chad Smith: Britney Spears and Avril
Lavigne (he laughs)…no, I’m saying bullshit!
As which animal would you like to be reincarnated?
Anthony Kiedis: As a marine animal… The
grace and the mobility of the killer whale fascinates me, but I don’t know if I
would be able to kill the other fish.
okay lol i know i shouldn’t laugh but we drove over to my grandmas place and my friend messaged me like “are you burning?” and i’m like wtf?? and he basically told me that my apartment building is on fire,, so i start looking it up and believe it or not it sure is on fire lmao but it’s the 7th floor on the other side of the building and my house in on the 2nd so it didn’t burn. my mom is worried that we might be flooded but i doubt that. so basically my life is literally on fire as we speak :^)👌
wow i cant believe that when au!brallon has sex for the first time, it starts off crazy intense and passionate but dallons being pretty careful cause he wants to make sure its everything bren wants and more. also they lowkey laugh at some point, not haha its funny laughing but like "wow i cant believe this is happening" or something its just. pure wow
YES!!! theyre both just really overcome w “FINALLY” emotions and its rly intense at first but then it like sinks in whats actually happening and theyre both like “oh my god?” and dissolve into giggles and sweetness and theyre so gentle
!Okay this is for an anon that requested it, dont get sad if it sucks, im not good at writing shy people!(: (but i tried just for you, my lovely little human)
I’ve always been a shy girl, more shy than others. I dont really talk to people but im polite. I got made fun of for years and now all socs do is fuck with me. So i always think someones laughing at me or mocking me, its all the same to me. For the past few days I’ve been going to the DX Sodapop had been complimenting me a lot, whether its my outfit, my hair, or my shoes, no matter what its something. It’s starting to get on my nerves, I don’t find it funny like he does because I don’t think hes stopped to think that I actually thought he was pretty tuff and maybe I liked him..a little bit. I knew Soda before he dropped out and he was in a couple of my classes, we were even partners once for an English assignment.
“Hey (y/n), you look really pretty today” Said Sodapop as he rang up my items. “Oh uh Soda can I get so gas on pump three” my voice was quiet and soft, i didn’t even look at him. “okay your total is $4.50” he smiled at me as I slid the five dollar bill across the counter, he touched my finger tips as he grabbed the bill. It sent shivers down my spine and I smiled slightly. "I can pump that gas for ya darlin" He smiled yet again and we walked out to my car. I had a black ‘65 stingray even though I was a greaser, i won it in a bet. “nice lookin car you got here, not as nice lookin as you though.” I blushed as he pumped the gas in my car. “thanks Soda"
The next day I came in Soda complimented my shoes, he said ’ them red heels sure make your legs look nice (y/n)’ he smiled at me, this mocking sure aint in my favor.
Soda did the same thing for a week, complementing me then pumping my gas. Its gettin real old.
"hey (y/n)!" Soda ran up to me and sat down beside me. I was gettin a coke at the dingo and reading my biology book for my test tomorrow. "Hi Soda” I didnt look up from my book. “Okay so i have something to ask ya.” he grins and looks at me with puppydog eyes. How bad could it be.. “okay, shoot" "well uh, I was wonderin if you could go to the Nightly Double with me Friday night?” he was still smiling real big. “Soda..Is this so kind of joke? You know I really dont need another person baggin on me Soda especially a guy I like! Its just rude Soda" I tried hard to hold back my tears and i was successful.For a little bit.. ” no no Doll it aint like that! I really like you ya see, first girl I liked a lot since Sandy, a-and I really wanna go with you (y/n) I wouldnt do you like like that.. i really really wouldnt.“ a tear escaped my eyes ” sweetheart dont cry dont cry, Im not trying to hurt you, why would i hurt somethin so pretty" he smiled and i giggled a bit, I knew Soda wasnt out to hurt me or humiliate me, at least I was pretty sure and i think its worth the risk. I kissed Soda on the cheek. “I’ll see you Friday night. Dont you bale on me Curtis.” I smiled and whispered in his ear “I really like you too Soda. thats why I was so upset. Im sorry” “its alright doll.” he kissed my cheek and stood up. “Its a date” He smiled and went on his way.
She stayed up the whole night texting Calum, telling him about them, about herself, about what things used to be like. He hadn’t been this interested in her in a long time, but she knew it wouldn’t last forever. Short term memory loss meant sooner or later he would start to remember things, good and bad.
Early the next morning she got up quitly, tiptoeing around the hotel room doing her best not to wake the guys, especially Luke. She just wanted to be alone with Cal for a little while.
She needed to know if she could still feel the same about him as she once did. She couldn’t help but feel a little excited that he was giving her butterflies again. That he didn’t have a care in the world except her. She’s had this kind of attention from him before, but never imagined that it would ever happen again.
In the back of her mind she knew she was being foolish, and that she shouldn’t get wrapped up with him but she couldn’t help it.
The truth was Calum cheated, she couldn’t ignore that. But this was the old Cal, the one who loved her, the one who she thought would never stray.
She just needed to be close to him, even if only for a few hours, even if only for one last time, she just needed his touch. She needed to know if she could love him still, despite all that has happened.
She scribbled out a quick note to the guys, letting them know she would meet them at the hospital. She grabbed her bag and pulled the door closed gently, only after taking a quick look at Luke who was snoring softly with one of his arms thrown over Mikey’s face. She felt a pang in her stomach looking at him, but she ignored it and went on her way.
She got to the hospital at 8:00 am sharp and was the first person to sign in on the visitors list. When she got to Cal’s room he was siting up in his bed, waiting for her.
“Wow,” he said, “guess your good for keeping promises.”
She laughed a little, “always have been.” she said shrugging a bit.
She went to sit in one of the chairs at the side of his bed, sliding it next to the edge.
“No,” he told her, sliding over to one side of the bed, “come up here, I want to be close to you.” he said, a bit unsure of how she’d react.
She smiled, “Do you want to watch your favorite movie?” she asked, pulling her laptop out of her bag. She hopped up onto the bed next to him, sliding down to find a comfortable spot.
“Sure..what is it again?” he asked, laughing at himself a bit.
She giggled, “Its called Anchor Man .. I think you’ve seen it probably a hundred times before .. which means I’ve maybe seen it fifty… I honestly can’t stand the movie but every time you watch it you laugh like its the first time… and its really cute so I put up with it.”
She paused for a minute after she said it, the way she was talking to him, it was like they were still together, like she was slipping back to the way things were.
She pulled open the laptop screen and opened her library, she could feel him looking down at her over her shoulder, smiling. “Funny this will probably actually be like the first time seeing it,” he chuckled.
She looked up to him, “You still don’t remember anything?” she asked hesitantly.
“Nope,” he shook his head, “not a thing.”
She searched for the movie, then pressed play. As the opening credits began she felt Calum snake his arm around her. She rested her head on his chest and felt her eyes begin to grow heavy.
Just as she was drifiting off, when she couldn’t keep her eyes open any longer after staying up all night, she yawned inhaling deeply, taking in Calum’s scent. Thats when it hit her, that this wasn’t what she wanted anymore, that he wasn’t what she wanted.
She had come to see if things could be the same between them, but she realized now, she didn’t want them to be. She didn’t feel right with him anymore, she didn’t need him like she thought she still might.
Luke was the last thing she thought about before falling asleep, the way he looks at her, the way his touch sends a current through her body. For a split second she pretended that Calum was Luke, that it was Luke she was snuggled up to with his arms around her.
She woke up to the constant buzzing of a cell phone. It was Calums, she noticed it lighting up on the bedside table. The screen of her laptop was black and Cal was fast asleep. It was already 11:00 am, so she had been a sleep for a few hours.
She reached over him to grab his phone, careful not to wake him up. She grabbed it innocently thinking it was one of the guys calling, but it wasn’t, it wasnt a phone call at all.
He was getting text after text from a phone number not stored to his phone, and she didn’t recognize the area code. She punched in his birthday, unlocking the screen. Thats when she realized, it was her.
It was the other girl, sending him paragraphs. She didn’t care to read them, but couldn’t help but scroll up a bit.. just to see what the last thing Calum said to her was.
She felt sick when she got to his most recent message, looking over her shoulder to make sure he was still sound asleep, she began reading. It was from last night, around the same time he was texting her asking all about their relationship.
C- You need to stop fucking trying to contact me ITS OVER y/n and me are back together, we are DONE.
- HAHA you think she’s not going to notice your faking it? … when it blows up in your face you’ll come crawling back to me and you know it.
C- Fuck off you don’t know anything DELETE MY NUMBER
Her stomach was turning, she leaned over and put Calums phone back on the table. He was faking it. She was in literal disbelief. She shifted her body to get up and felt Calum’s arms wrap around her tightly.
“Morning baby,” he mumbled, “Where are you going?”
“I.. uh.. I need to .. run back to the hotel .. I just realized I forgot my phone.”
“Oh.. okay,” he said skeptically.. “You’re coming back, right?”
She tried her best not to show her anger, not to let him know she knew he was a fraud. “Yea..” she forced out, “of course.. I just .. I .. uhh .. I need to talk to Luke.”
His face dropped before raising an eyebrow. ‘FUCK’ she thought, 'Why did I say that?’
She watched his reaction and waited for a response as she shoved her laptop into her bag.
“What could you possibly need to talk to Luke about?” he asked sounding a bit agitated.
She was at a loss for words, all she wanted was to get the fuck out of there. “I uhh .. I’ll be back in a little Cal,” she said quickly before rushing out of the room.
When she finally got out the exit of the hospital she stopped to take a deep breath of fresh air. She should have known having the old Calum back was too good to be true.
She regretted ever going there. She regretted even thinking about the possibility of giving him another chance. She was so stupid for trying to hang on to something that was very over. She wasn’t torn anymore.
She looked up and noticed Ash and Mikey getting out of an SUV a few feet away from her. They walked over when they saw her.
“Hey y/n,” Ash called out.
She looked up at the two of them.
“What’re you doing out here?” Mikey asked looking concerned.
She shrugged her shoulders, “Hospitals, they give me a horrible feeling.. I just .. I need a break for a little while.”
Ash nodded his head, “I know what you mean being here is pretty depressing.”
She smiled weakly, “You have no idea,” she shook her head, “Since you guys are here I think I’m going to head back to the hotel for a little .. try and shake this feeling.”
“Aight,” Mikey nodded his head, “Luke is back there.. said he felt like shit when he woke up … seemed fine to me though.. he should be in the room.”
She gave a half smile before getting into the escalade the boys had just gotten out of. “I’ll see you guys in a little bit” she told them before closing the door.
She asked the driver to take the long way back, that she needed some time to clear her head. She always found watching out the window of a car soothing.
She thought about everything, how she felt about Calum .. it was strange her anger had settled and now more then anything she was just dissappointed in him. Hadn’t he put her through enough? Pretending to still not remember anything was just selfish.
It was hard because she understood why he was doing it. He was taking desperate measures to hold on to her as long as he coud, but at the same time… this was all his fault, he cheated, he knew the consequences.
Then there was Luke, these feelings she had for Luke were so new to her. She couldn’t be around him without feeling drawn to him, needing to be close to him. There was a chemistry between them, a spark that ignighted when they kissed. His touch made her forget about her problems, he made her forget about Calum.
The only thing she knew for sure is that her and Calum were done, they were very done. She didn’t know what Luke wanted, it seemed like he wanted her but the thing is she couldn’t be sure, kissing her in secret was much different then wanting to be with her. He was a loyal friend to Calum, and she knew Cal would never be okay with them together .. so what did that mean?
The driver pulled in front of the hotel and she hopped out, thanking him before walking into the lobby. She made her way into the elevator and then over to the door of the boys suite. She paused before opening it, taking a second to collect herself, to try and slow her heart rate before facing him.
When she opened the door he was sitting on the edge of one of the beds shoving his foot into one of his chucks and begining to tie it. When he heard the door he looked up to her, a shocked expression on his face.
“Hey,” she said lightly.
“Hey.. What are you doing here?” he asked looking back down at his shoe.
She took a few steps towards him, “You don’t look sick” she commented.
“Yea,” he breathed giving a sacrastic chuckle,“I knew seeing the two of you would make me though so I stayed behind.” he wouldn’t look up at her.
She sat next to him on the edge of the bed, “I don’t think you’re going to have to worry about that.” she mumbled.
He turned his head in her direction raising and eyebrow and showing a hint of a smile.
“What is this Luke?” she asked him, “Me and you?.. What is this to you?”
He didn’t answer her, just went back to putting on his shoes.
She layed back on the bed, keeping her knees bent over the edge next to him. She shook her head out of frustration.
“Why did Cal push you?.. The day I first met you both .. Why did he push you into me?” she asked staring up at the ceiling.
Luke looked back at her over his shoulder, “What makes you ask that?”
She ran her fingers through her hair before sitting back up next to him. “I just.. I don’t know Luke .. everything is so different now and maybe I’m wrong but I cant help thinking that maybe Cal pushed you into me on purpose that day.”
He looked at her with a straight face, “He did,” he told her before standing up and walking over to his duffle bag.
She wasn’t letting the conversation end there. “He did because he wanted to get my attention?” she paused lowering her voice a bit, “or because you did?”
He pulled his shirt off over his head before turning to face her, “What does it matter now?” he reached back taking a clean shirt from his bag.
She stood and walked towards him, “I just need to know Luke.. why? why now is there suddenly something between us? Why not that day? Why wasn’t it you?” She ran her fingers gently down his chest.
He looked down at her through sad eyes, “You know me now, y/n, you know how I am .. I’m not like him .. I never stood a chance, you smiled at me and I froze.. and then the second he spoke to you I was invisible.”
Her heart dropped, “Thats not true,” she whispered.
They stood there in silence staring at eachother before Luke moved to pull on his clean shirt. Her thoughts were going wild, she didn’t know what to say, what to do.
She bit her lip and he looked back down to her, standing only a foot away. “It doesn’t matter now y/n.”
“It does Luke, it does to me.” he didnt answer, “Please tell me what this is Luke, I need to know.”
He took a step back, “Even if I tell you that I’m crazy about you and have been since the second I met you, my best mate is still laying in a hospital bed because of me and he thinks that you’re still his.” he exhaled shaking his head, “This is fucked.”
“He’s faking it.” she blurted out.
Luke’s eyes widdened not understanding, “WHAT?” he asked in shock.
“Calum .. hes faking his memory loss.. I .. I don’t know how much of it but he knows about me leaving him, he knows about the other girl.”
“How?” Luke raised his eyebrows unconvinced.
“She was texting him this morning when I was there.. Cal was asleep and I kind of looked at his phone only because it was blowing up and I thought it might be one of you guys… then when I saw it was her I couldn’t help it.. I read some of their messages.. he knows everything.”
“This just keeps getting better..” Luke mumbled, “Does he know that you know?”
“No .. I panicked and left.. I think he knew something was up though… just another secret to add to the list”
“You gotta confront him,” Luke insisted, “This can’t go on forever.”
She took a step back moving to sit on the bed, “I know Luke .. but then what? I tell him its over, again, and then what? I’m back at the airport waiting to board a plane home.”
He grabbed her hands pulling her up so that she was standing again, just inches away from him, “I don’t want you to leave,” he said softly.
She looked up into his eyes, “I want you Luke,” she said hesitantly,“.. I know that now… I can’t deny it anymore…Its you, I just want you”
“I’ve always wanted you y/n,” he said, voice low as he began to close the space between them, “We’ll figure this out,” he whisped before connecting their lips.
They stayed like that for a while, moving their lips in sync, electricity pulsing through her veins. She’d never felt like this before, not about anyone.
When they finally pulled apart to catch a breath Luke gave her a half smile, “We should go.”
As Luke finished getting ready to go to the hospital Ash and Mikey came back to the hotel room.
“God its so boring there,” Mikey announced as he feel back onto one of the beds.
Ashton agreed, “I felt bad leaving, but man hospitals suck.”
She was relieved they were back, it was time for her to set things straight with Cal.. she’s had enough of the secrets.
When they got to the hospital Luke waited outside as she went in to talk to Cal. He looked up at her from his bed when she walked in the room.
“Hey baby,” he said, “I was starting to worry you weren’t coming back”
“I keep my promises,” she told him, “Remember?”
He smiled and moved over to one side of the bed, patting the empty space for her to come join him.
“Cal,” she said nervously, “We need to talk”
His face fell instantly. “Okay,” he said lowly, sliding back to the middle of the bed.
“What’s wrong beautiful?” he asked.
“I think you know Calum, how long are you going to try and keep this up?”
He narrowed his eyes, “What are you talking about y/n?”
She rolled her eyes biting her bottom lip, “I saw your text Cal, from when you were asleep this morning, I know you remember things.. things about us..”
He didn’t speak for a moment, he wouldn’t even look at her..
“How long were you planning on keeping up the act Calum?” she asked, voice coming off strong.
“How long were you going to pretend you didn’t break up with me?” he asked right back sterenly.
She moved to sink into one of the chairs before looking up at him, “Honestly, I don’t know .. I guess maybe until you remembered on your own .. so I wouldn’t have to do it again.. just because we arent together anymore doesn’t mean I don’t care about you Cal..I was a nervous wreck when I found out you got hurt.”
“And what if I never remembered y/n? Would you have stayed with me?”
She looked at her hands, “No Cal,” she shook her head. “things could never be the same.”
He exhaled deeply, “I thought maybe this was my shot y/n, that maybe I had a chance to keep you, to start over.”
“I.. I’m sorry Calum,” she looked away from him, she knew what she was about to say would crush him, “I.. I don’t love you anymore Cal, not like that at least.”
He squeezed his eyes shut, “FUCK..” he let out, “This is all my fucking fault.”
“Theres something else Cal, I have to tell you something else.. something that may make you hate me.” she said hesitantly.
He opened his eyes, “I could never hate you,” he said shaking his head.
“You might,” she said, biting her bottem lip, “I kissd Luke.. I kissed Luke a lot.. the past couple days ..something happened between us .. I can’t explain it.”
She examined his face carefully as he processed what she was saying, he was angry at first he yelled at her, “I’m in here all messed up and you’re off hooking up with my best mate? What the hell is wrong with you y/n?”
She felt her emotions getting the best of her, but did her best not to cry, “I’m sorry Cal, I know he’s your best friend.. I’m so sorry but I can’t help the way I feel about him.”
After sitting in silence for what felt like forever, Calums face softened before he finally spoke, “He’ll treat you better then I ever could..” he mumbled.
She wasn’t sure if she heard him correctly.
“I knew he’s always had a thing for you” Calum confirmed, “Where is he?” he asked.
“Outside.. waiting..” she told him, “he wants to talk to you too..”
“I won’t lie that I’m fucking pissed,” he snapped again, “but at the same time.. I know he’ll be good to you .. hes a good guy .. and I wan’t you to be happy y/n.. but this sucks and if you two are going to be together I can’t be cool with it .. not right away .. It’s going to take a lot of getting used to.” he swallowed hard, “I’m still pissed at myself for hurting you, for losing you.”
“I don’t know what to say Calum .. I guess .. thank you.. I guess.” She ran her teeth along her bottem lip.
“Don’t thank me..” he shook his head.. “Just go get that asshole.”
Luke walked into the room, “Hey man,” he said weakly, looking anywhere but at his best friend.
She looked back and forth between the two of them and Calum laughed. The last thing she expected was for Calum to laugh.
“You’re the last person I expected to steal my girl,” Calum chuckled sarcastically, “You’re a fucker, you know that?”
Luke just watched him speechless.
The corner of Cal’s mouth turned up into a half smile rolling his eyes, “Just don’t fuck this up,” he warned Luke, “and stay the fuck out of my sight for a while.”
“We’re still mates?” Luke asked “You’re cool with this?”
“No,” Calum told him immediately, “I’m fucking pissed at you.. but I guess I’ll get over it,” he looked over at her, “y/n deserves a guy like you.”
The ending of this was a fucking pain in the ass to write so like sorry if its shitty but yeah… thanks for reading as always… as long as one person takes a second to read what I write I’m happy … working on a request from a while ago to post in a couple hours .. might be smutty ;) feel free to drop anything in my ASK BOX
(This took about 500 years so I apologize, I’m bad with time management)
20. “I’m fucking stuck!” 21.
“Don’t laugh. Do. Not. Laugh. This is not funny.”
They had forgotten
to pull down the window blinds the day before, but Kevin didn’t
really care about it anyway. His internal clock had kicked him awake
ten minutes ago, and now he just lay on his back, watching the snow
calmly fall down outside of the window in Columbia. The thing wasn’t
that he wanted to be awake, but to fall asleep again he needed to
find a comfortable position, and that required moving which wasn’t
really an option at that point. Andrew was just a distant warmth to
his right, with his back pressed against the wall and his limbs
pulled tight towards him so that they wouldn’t touch Kevin. Neil on
the other hand had somehow managed to drape across Kevin’s body like
a second blanket, with his face nuzzled into Kevin’s neck. He wasn’t
too sure how Neil was still breathing but he could feel his chest
slowly rise and fall against his own, so he didn’t feel like waking
him up for nothing, which would inevitably also lead to Andrew waking
It was Andrew who
stirred first, which made Kevin move just the slightest, but it was
enough to wake Neil up.“Morning” Neil
mumbled into his neck, dragging his arm down Kevin’s chest.“I hope my body
satisfies your mattress needs.” Kevin snapped.“Mmmmm” was
Neil’s only response and he didn’t look like he would be making any
moves to get up soon, so Kevin just pushed his upper body up and let
Neil roll off of him. Andrew had already climbed out of bed, not even
glancing towards the other two as he picked up some clothes from the
ground and headed towards the bathroom.“That’s my
hoodie” Kevin tried to call after him but Andrew slammed the door
shut before he had even finished. Neil rolled out of bed to his left
and waddled across the room to pick up another pair of clothes.“What is it with
you two and putting on other people’s clothes?” He asked as Neil
pulled Andrew’s hoodie over his head.
supposed to like it?” Neil answered with a grin and pulled on a
pair of grey sweatpants, which were luckily his own.
Now that the bed
was empty and he didn’t have a human body crushing his ribcage, he
could feel the winter cold creeping in on him.
“Not if I’m
forced to wear your clothes because of it.” He grumbled and finally
got out of bed to pick up the last hoodie that had been carelessly
abandoned on the floor. It still smelled like Neil as he pulled it
over his head, his arms trying to weasel their way through the too
tight tubes of constricting fabric. He had to shimmy his body to make
it slide down inch after inch, and every second longer it took to get
it on, the furnace created by his own breath inside of the hoodie
grew hotter.“What are you
doing?” a tentative question came from Neil’s direction. Kevin
didn’t respond, his fight with the hoodie had grown too violent, his
whole body having to shake in all directions while his arms were
constrained to helplessly sticking up towards the top.“I’m fucking
stuck!” he yelled through the fabric. He heard a door slam shut
even through the rustling of the clothes, and he froze in place,
trying to angle himself towards where the sound had come from. He
heard something that awfully sounded like a snort, but he wasn’t sure
were it had come from.
He almost screamed, which just prompted a second snort. “Do. Not.
Laugh.” Which, of course, lead to Neil actually starting to laugh.
“This is not funny!” This time he was definitely screaming. He
tried to reverse the whole process, more violently than he had tried
before, which meant shaking and twisting his body in all directions
like a cat which thought it would die if it didn’t get the hat you
had just put on it off its head right that second. By the point he
had managed to get the hoodie off again Neil wasn’t hiding his
laughing fit anymore, but was now bend over, with his arms around his
belly and tears in his eyes. Kevin threw the hoodie at Neil with such
force that it toppled him over, but he just continued laughing on the
ground. Kevin stormed across the room, towards Andrew who was leaning
against the wall, a cigarette between his lips, looking at them like
they had only just been discussing the weather.
“This is all
your fault!” Kevin growled, pointing a finger at Andrew before
storming out of the room and slamming the door behind him.
so you know in the manga the host club goes to america? how about the hosts when they discover that their s/o has an adorable accent of some kind when they speak english (like a german, british, italian accent or something)
Tamaki: Obviously he speaks in a french accent, but because his Japanese accent is so good his s/o never actually expected to hear it when he spoke english?
I just realised this is the wrong way round hang on, i’m leaving that there anyway because its cute.
He would get really excited when his (french) s/o started speaking english - he missed the sound of his native tongue on someone other than himself (not like that). They would go around the city speaking in their french accented english - laughing at how funny some words sounded.
Kyoya: He would be really surprised when his s/o’s english came out sounding very (thick) Russian, almost to the point where he struggled to understand their english. He almost forgot where they were originally from.
Hikaru: Would start to laugh at his s/o’s indian accent, mentioning that although it was so cute he just wasn't used to it at all (we all know how insensitive this idiot can be).
Kaoru: His s/o would start speaking english in a Spanish accent, he had forgotten how sexy they sounded with their accent and immediately told them to speak in Japanese again to distract him.
Mori: Wouldn’t even notice when his s/o sounded 100% British, they’re from England anyway so why would it shock him?
Honey: Would try to mimic his s/o’s Italian accent, but couldn't quite get it right. After huffing and puffing for a few minutes his s/o bought over some cake and he forgot all about it.
“Hufflepuff, right?” Neville asked you as he placed his pot back on the shelf. You were speechless for a moment. You had a crush on Neville since your second year at Hogwarts when he helped you with your Mandrake. It had taken only a second for you to realize how wonderful he was. It took you about a year to figure out that you actually loved him.
Since then, you had studied your hardest and spent a lot of extra time in the gardens, in hopes that you might run into him. You had gone over different scenarios of how that might happen, and now that it was, you were speechless.
“Yeah,” you meekly stuttered.
“It’s Y/N, right? Sorry I’m bloody awful with names,” he continued.
“Yeah,” you replied again. “And you’re Neville. You’re kind of a legend in herbology.”
Neville smiled and looked down. You took this as an opportunity to look over at him. He had changed a lot over the years. The once awkward child had grown into a handsome man. Making your crush on him eight times stronger.
He glanced back up so you turned your attention back to your assignment. You felt a presence behind you and turned to see Neville looking at your work.
“Am I doing something wrong?” you asked nervously.
“No. You’re doing an amazing job. You have a really good eye for this stuff, Y/N.” You felt your cheeks burn red.
“Thanks,” you murmured.
“You’re beautiful, Y/N,” he whispered. You clenched. Did he just say that?
“Oh, you think so?” you asked at the same noise level.
“Yes,” he stated. He reached around you and grabbed your hand, pulling it towards the seeds. “Grab a few.” You did as he said. He moved your hand back to the leafy plant in front of you. “Sprinkle them around like this.” His breath felt hot on your neck, but you tried to ignore the sensation and continued to follow his movements. He let go of your hand, but remained close.
“Is that how it’s done?” you asked hesitantly.
“Yup,” he replied. You noticed his shaky breath and felt the heat leave your body, indicating he was walking away.
“Kiss me,” you half asked, half told. You spun around to look at him and he grabbed your face and drew closer to you. You couldn’t wait any longer and closed the gap between the two of you.
Of all the times that you had imagined what this might feel like, you never quite expected it to be like this. Neville was an amazing kisser. His hands traced your body gently, revealing how skilled he actually was.
“I’ve had a crush on you for the longest time,” he said when he finally pulled away. You laughed and Neville looked hurt.
“No, don’t get the wrong idea. I’m laughing because I think its funny that you had a crush on me for so long while I had a crush on you, too,” you clarified.
Neville broke out into a smile and pulled you in for another kiss.
“We should get better at sharing our feelings,” he said.
Harry, who takes everything in his stride and wears his natural-born charisma lightly, shrugs off rumours that he is going to run off to Hollywood to make movies.
“I’m not so sure about that,” he laughs. “I like to keep busy and I like to see my mates. I’m really happy. I’ve always had great people around me. I keep wondering whether I should actually watch those great shows that everyone else talks about and I’ve missed, like Mad Men and Breaking Bad. Or should I just move on?!” (x)
from what i remember jean and marco laughed quite a bit compared to the others in canon but the thing is for jean he’d fake a laugh to be a pompous asshat and for marco it was always just nervous laughter in awkward situations. neither had a moment with a genuine “that’s really funny!” kind of laugh??
i feel like you’ll never really know what their actual laughs sound like unless you know their form of humor (especially for marco), then it’s very easy to get a laugh outta them and honestly it’s beautiful when it works
like…. when marco laughs he’ll usually start w a giggle but when he breathes in he SNORTS and then he breaks into his cute whiny laughter and if he can’t stop snorting he’ll cover his mouth and nose bc it’s embarrassing to him but its actually the cutest thing ????
as for jean,,,, u know that sound the windows make when you’re cleaning it and it squeaks against the towel?? just imagine that sound except it’s coming from jean when he laughs (and like, it usually starts w him trying really hard not to laugh and just kinda “pbPPBT–”)
hangs around sports teams but not in any sports probably has won prom king and made a long speech even before he knew he won has a really big bookbag who knows what is in it tbh
carries soccer ball everywhere but is careful not to hit anyone with it super nice to the lunch ladies also in anime club and constantly recommends watching naruto even though everyone has seen it already
loVES high fiving underclass men like its his job the loudest laugh in the hallways you're wondering what's so funny but if you actually heard the joke it's not as funny as u thought
always talking about cats looks like someone you would ask for help for homework but he is also clueless so you both just sit there clueless and neither wants to ask the teacher for help
walks along the walls so when he turns at the corner he always hits someone who is turning at the same time book bag is always left open as he's walking along the halls because he forgets to close it
retakes his yearbook photo at least 4 times because somEthing is wrong but they all end up looking the same would probably start a dance battle in the middle of the hallways challenging anyone who walks his way
It was immediately obvious something was wrong from the panic in Cas’s voice. He knelt next to Dean and examined his eyes, checked him over for injuries. Dean sniffed. Since when did Cas smell so good, and why was he able to cradle Dean in his hands?
Dean’s body ached, his head throbbing from where it struck the floor, and Cas’s stomach was warm and soft for him to lie on. He curled tightly into himself and began to purr.