Y/N rolled over one more time before giving up on attempting to sleep.
She sat up and pushed the hair off her forehead before moving over to her desk. She sat down on the chair and logged onto her computer.
No messages. Not on any social media.
Then again, it was 2:30 am on a weeknight. Most everybody with a normal life, school or a job, was asleep or in the very least about to head off.
She sat in silence for several moments before pulling up the chat window.
She flinched when she saw the picture of his smiling face next to hers. She had forgotten that was his icon.
She stared at the image for several seconds before beginning to type.
“I know you won’t see this, but I needed to let it out. It has been exactly one month since we last spoke and I miss you more than words can express. I miss getting notifications from you. I miss talking about life with you. I miss your brother messaging me that you won’t be on to talk because you got in another stupid fight.” She laughed at the memory before continuing on
“But I also feel stupid. I feel stupid for letting you become such a vital part of my life. Knowing this could never last. Knowing something would happen. Knowing that there was a chance that what happened would happen. I feel stupid for seeing it coming and not separating myself from it. Why’d you have to leave? Why’d you have to leave and take such a huge part of me with you? Why’d you have to leave me with nothing, but memories and a bunch of messages I can never let go?” Y/N paused as she gasped for air. She didn’t know at what point she had started crying, but her fingers and keyboard were wet with her tears.
She let her head rest on the desk a minute as she tried in vain to calm her shaking body and pounding heart.
She wiped her eyes and finished her message. “Jason, it has been exactly one month today since you died. I don’t know if they have chat rooms in heaven or if I am just screaming into the void, but I needed to let you know, someway, somehow, that I am not okay, but I am trying. I know you would want me to live. Grow up, get married, have kids, have that white picket fence life that we dreamed about. And I am trying, but it hurts. It hurts worse than anything I have felt in my entirelife, but for you, darling, I’ll live.” Y/N stared at the long message she had just typed. She read every word before holding down backspace until every last character was gone.
“Goodbye, Jason.” She whispered as she logged off.
It was going to be a long night, but they always are when you are alone.
The Starks gather to take back what is theirs. The wolves will come again.
Victorian AU because I’m a mess
Jon knows people say it’s destiny, but it’s not. If anything, it’s karma. He and Robb has spent so much time looking for her that it’s only right she shows up. It’s not like Jon wasn’t trying to find her. Just not there, not then.
Requested?: Yes, thank you
Pairing: Tobi and Reader
Sorry this is such a late post on. But I had to get this out while it is still his birthday. I made it just in time.(it’s 10pm where I live)
Happy Birthday Tobi! Hope it was a great day!
I’m up super early today. Earlier than normal, but for a good reason. That reason? It’s my boyfriends birthday. He’s turning twenty-four today.
So I have decided to get up and make him a birthday breakfast.
As I am just putting the last few pancakes on to cool, I feel two arms wrap around my waist, which belong to my boyfriend. I naturally lean back into his chest, but this time I sigh.
“What’s wrong, princess?”
“You were supposed to stay in bed,” I say softly “I was going to bring you a plate. That way you could eat breakfast in bed on your birthday.”
“I’d rather eat breakfast in here with you.” He says kissing my cheek
“I’ve had an entire day planned out,” I say pushing his arms off of me “Starting with you eating breakfast in bed.”
He sighs “Fine, I will go back to bed. But only if you eat with me.”
“Okay, I will eat with you.”
He smiles and then turns on his heel, walking back to his bedroom.
I smile and turn back around to finish off cooking.
Once I am finished I load up two plates with everything I had made. Pancakes, bacon and a little bit of fruit. Grabbing two glasses of orange juice, I walk towards the bedroom.
“Breakfast is served.” I say, setting the tray down on the bed
“It looks delicious babe.” Tobi says as I hand him his plate and orange juice.
I smile as he begins to eat, as do I. The entire time, we eat on silence. Not an awkward silence, but a comfortable one. This is how most mornings go around here. That is until the work starts outside the windows, which can get annoying.
“They seem to not be working today.” He says
“Yeah, it does seem unusually quiet.”
“Maybe we can finally stay in bed and just watch Netflix. Without getting interrupted.”
“We very well could. Would you rather do that, then what I have planned?”
“Well that depends on what you have planned?”
“Well I had rented out a pitch for us to go to, just to shoot around. Nothing special. Then come back here to get ready for a dinner reservation with the rest of the guys.”
“What time is the pitch rented out for?”
“In about four hours.” I say looking at the clock
Tobi then grabs his remote to his tv and turns to me.
“Then we can watch Netflix for a few hours then.”
I nod “Sounds like a plan.”
He smiles as I move the plates and glasses from the bed. Then cuddling into his side, as he turns on Fresh Prince of Bel Air.
For the next three hours we are watching tv and cuddling. Which is two of my favorite things to do, especially with my favorite boy. It’s not too often that we do this, so I definitely cherish these times.
“Alright, before we go to the pitch. I’ve got to give you your birthday present.” I say getting up from the bed and going over to the closet.
“Here.” I say handing him the present
“Y/N, I told you not to get me anything.” He says taking the box from me
“I know, but I couldn’t resist. Now open it.”
He then tears the paper away, looking up at me shocked.
“No you did not.” He says, opening the box
I had gotten him the football boots that he was talking about getting. Though he would splurge and buy them.
“You were really wanting them, so I got them.” I say shrugging “Now we have matching boots.” I say pulling the same pair out, but in my size.
“Now shall we head to the pitch? Our time starts soon.”
He nods and gets up from the bed, grabbing his reflexive Adidas tracksuit. I grab my sidemen tracksuit and a white sdmn shirt, throwing my hair up in a ponytail.
-At The Pitch-
“Do you want to play a game, or just shoot around?” I ask as we set the footballs down
“How about we just shoot around. Get some practice in for the charity match.”
I nod my head, as I go to kick the ball. I send the ball flying towards the back of the net, right in the top right corner.
“Alright can someone has gotten better.” He says shocked
“Well I have to in order to play and won with you around.” I say as I walk back with my ball
He smiles “I’d always let you win, no matter what.”
I smile and line my shot back up.
The next two hours are filled with us kicking the ball around. Him trying to mess me up and vise versa. Cracking jokes and making up all kinds of puns.
“Alright since we have about ten minutes left here. Why don’t we have a little game?” Tobi says
“What do you have in mind?” I ask, rolling the ball with my foot
“Crossbar challenge. Five shots each. Whoever makes the most out of those, wins.”
“What is the prize?”
“Well if I win, when we get back home you will record a video with me.”
“And if I win?”
“We will do whatever you want to when we get home.”
I nod “Alright you are on.”
He smiles “Ladies first.”
I jokingly curtesy, before lining up my shot.
I end up only hitting three out of the five.
“Alright, beat that.”
He nods, going and lining up his shot. Hitting four out of five.
“Looks like you will be filming a video with me when we get back home.”
I nod “Alright, you won fair and square. But we have a dinner to get to.”
-At The Restaurant-
“Happy Birthday Dear Tobi. Happy Birthday to you.” We all sang
Throughout the song Tobi is smiling and looking around at all his friends. I’m sure that he couldn’t ask for anything more.
He’s always telling me about how much he loves being around these people. Which is exactly why I set up this dinner. So he would be surrounded by his friends.
The dinner itself took around three hours to finish, but that doesn’t really matter. All that matters is that he had a good birthday. Which I’m hoping he did.
-Back at Tobi’s Flat-
“Alright you ready to film a video?” He asks as we get into our room
I nod “Yeah, what game are we playing?”
“I decided not to play a game, but to film a q and a.” He says, sitting down in his chair “As log as that’s okay with you.”
I nod “It’s perfectly fine with me.”
He smiles as I sit down in the chair next to him.
Halfway through the video, he tells he that he has to grab something from his closet. Once he comes back, I can tell he has something in his hand, but I can’t tell what.
“Alright, last question is from me.” Tobi says “And you have to answer truthfully.”
“Okay.” I say, nodding
“Y/F/N Y/M/N Y/L/N, this is probably something you weren’t expecting to be asked. Especially on my birthday. But it’s something that cannot wait any longer.” He starts
“I knew from the moment I first met you, that you were the one. Everything about you is perfect. From the way you dance around this flat like no one is watching, to when you are just being lazy with me in bed. I love it all.”
Just from those few words, I knew what was happening.
“So Y/N.” He says, dropping to one knee and opening the box to reveal a beautiful diamond ring “Would you marry me?”
I nod my head, tears falling from my eyes “Yes.” I whisper
“A million times yes.” I say louder this time.
He smiles and slides the ring onto my finger. Leaning up to kiss me.
I can’t believe that I am going to be spending the rest of my life with the man I love.
This is not how I expected or planned this day to go. But I guess since he is the birthday boy, he gets to choose how the day goes.
for the five word prompt thing: jerejean + "real smooth, tripping over air"
Here you go! Thank you for the prompt, it was a lot of fun!
It was Jean’s second semester with the Trojans and it was going significantly better than the first.
While last semester he swung between antagonizing everyone and flinching when anyone came near him, now he was still quiet unless Exy was involved, but Jeremy was starting to see that it was just part of his personality instead of solely trauma. He was a solid presence at Jeremy’s side, and Jeremy had learned to crave the small smiles he gave occasionally.
So it was unfortunate when one day he looked across the room to where Laila and Jean were discussing their winter breaks, only to be spotted by Alvarez.
“Dude, you’ve got it so bad,” she said, slinging an arm around his shoulders.
Jeremy rubs at the back and stammers, “What? No! No, I just am glad he looks happy. And adjusted.”
She raises an eyebrow at him. “You texted me every day of Christmas break about what you two were doing, until he went to visit Renee and all you could talk about was whining about how boring break was without him.”
Jeremy’s silence let her know she had won.
She laughed and leaned in close to whisper, “Laila says if you asked he’d say yes.”
Jeremy goes a little pink and shoves her away, which makes her laugh even harder.
He’s so engrossed that he doesn’t notice Jean staring at them from across the room.
It takes Jeremy about a week to build up the courage to say he’ll ask Jean out on a date. With Alvarez’s wheedling and Laila’s insights into what Jean’s comfortable with, he decides on coffee, because it’s lowkey and a good mix of public and private.
He spots Jean on a bench outside the library, where Laila said he’d be, probably sketching something. He waves to get his attention and Jean smiles his soft, pretty smile and waves back.
Jeremy starts to head over and he thinks to himself that things are going great until he’s on the ground, knees complaining about the landing and hands scraped against the pavement.
He looks up to see Jean smirking down at him before he says, “Real smooth, Jere. Tripping over air?”
Jeremy groans and pushes his face into the pavement before saying, “I’m just going to lay here and wait for a mudslide, okay?”
Jean laughs before extending his hand to help him out. “Don’t be so dramatic.”
Jeremy brushes himself off before Jean says, “So Laila said you wanted to ask me something?”
“Uh…yeah. Though I don’t know what you’ll say now that you’ve literally seen me eat cement.”
Jean doesn’t respond, just waits patiently for Jeremy to speak.
“Um…do you want to get coffee sometime next week?”
Jean looks a little deflated. “Oh…coffee…that sounds good.”
Jeremy smiles, even though inside he is really, really wishing for that fortuitous mudslide. “It’s cool if you don’t want to. I just wanted to ask. I understand that dating would probably be weird and we’re just so different…”
“Wait. Coffee’s a date?”
“Um…sometimes. So you do want to go out with me?”
“Yes. I just…” Jean looks away. “I’ve never been on a date before so I didn’t know what qualified.”
“Well, this coffee would be a date.”
“I’d like that,” Jean says softly.
Later, when they’re recalling this memory, Jeremy just laughs and says, “I can’t help it, I guess I FELL for you.” Jean has to refrain from pushing him off his chair.
Hikaru had expected that he would lose track of time. Had
planned for it, even, leaving several very annoying alarms on his phone to
remind him to eat, and one for later in the day to reassure Akari that he was
F/S Favourite Show F/D Favourite Drink H/C Hair Colour
You were sitting on the couch with your feet up while your boyfriend Barry zoomed around getting ready to go and save the world, he told you about what happened to him because of the way that Iris reacted when they kept it from her. “I still don’t understand how you’re late,” you muttered taking a sip of your (F/D). “You have to come with me, you know?” Barry questioned. “What? Why?” you asked clear by your attire that you were not planning on going anywhere that day. “We agreed that you’d get check out at S.T.A.R Labs remember?” Barry laughed bending down next to you. “But (F/S) marathon” you groaned. “We have to make sure that you’re okay.” Barry smiled stroking your (H/C) hair. “I’m fine, nothing is happening to me and I’m not dying,” you mumbled stubbornly. You had been kidnapped a couple of days before by The Rogues and let’s say that when Barry found you, you weren’t in the best shape. “If you’re so sure then you won’t mind taking the trip” he smirked grabbing you and running you to S.T.A.R Labs. The next thing that you could see was the interior of the cortex and Caitlin smiling at you. “One second” you smiled jumping down from the examination table and stalking towards your boyfriend. “Barry Allen! What the hell!?” you yelled as you approached the monitor he run around to the other side so you jumped the desk and grabbed his shirt. “Dude!” was heard from Cisco as you caught Barry “What the hell?” you asked again. “I figured that you weren’t going to be moving anytime soon so to save the pointless arguing” Barry shrugged. “You better have paused (F/S)” you warned as you walked back over to Caitlin who was still smiling. Caitlin checked me over and seemed pleased. “You haven’t felt anything weird or out of the ordinary?” Caitlin asked. “Nope,” you answered popping the ‘p’. “Can I go home now?” you asked. “Actually…” Cisco trailed. “Not gonna happen Captain” You smirked as you headed for the hall. Barry was behind you in seconds stopping you from going any further. “Where do you think you’re going?” Barry asked. “(F/S) is still marathoning if I go home I can still watch it,” You answered. “Or you could watch it here,” Barry suggested tugging you back to the cortex. Cisco’s face lit up at the sight of you walking back into the cortex. “Still not telling,” You confirmed as you sit in one of the computer chairs and logging into your Netflix account. Cisco had met you when you were being taken into the CCPD and since you had started dating Barry, Cisco had been trying to guess why you were there and you wouldn’t tell him. Barry laughed as Cisco’s face dropped, Barry pulled up a chair behind her. “Remind me again why you won’t tell him,” Barry whispered. “Because I’m waiting for him to be a genius and check my record,” You answered scanning the episode list to see which one you wanted to watch now that you had the choice. “I think he thinks that he has to figure it out on his own” Barry smiled changing his position to sit directly behind her and placing his hands around her waist. For the rest of the day, you lounged around watching (F/S), Barry running off to save the city a couple of times. “(Y/N)!” Joe yelled from the monitor to her left. “When did you get here?” she asked pausing the episode and looking up at him. “We need your help,” Joe said moving out of her way. “With what?” You asked as you looked at the monitor seeing the locked documents from the CCPD on the screen. “Why’d you need my help? Can’t Cisco do this?” “Sort of busy” Cisco said as he continued to talk Barry through something. “Very enough” You nodded taking a seat and starting to hack your way through security and within a couple of minutes you were scrolling through the file that Joe had asked you to open. “Wait! That’s what you were arrested for!” Cisco said in realisation. A gust of wind moved passed you before Barry’s arms wrapped around you. “What’s wrong with Cisco?” Barry asked. “He figured it out,” You answered before wriggling away from him. “I’m going home, I want to sleep.” “No, you can’t just leave! Explain!” Cisco demanded. “Goodnight Cisco,” You smirked. “It’s 3 in the afternoon!” Cisco argued. “Bye!” You smiled beginning to walk away with Cisco trailing behind you trying to get you to explain the terms of your arrest.