lol there are more pairings i know

Curious  (Loki Laufeyson x reader)

Fluff yo (and like 0.1% angst if you can even call it angst lol)

This is for @sanjariti game of prompts challenge!

Text in italic is flashback and italic underlined text is a text message

NOTE - In this story, Pietro did NOT die during the fight with Ultron and whatever. This a good two/three years after that incident .. lol I don’t know the timelines. 

WARNINGS - Character death

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x reader

Prompt: “H- how long have you been standing there?”

Words: around 2.2K

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You know what I love about the foxhole court?

It features a canon lgbt relationship between a gay boy and a demisexual boy, a relationship that isn’t even a main focus of the books but still manages to contribute to both the plot and the character development.

A same-sex relationship that doesn’t end tragically, that shows these two characters staying together for years to come and leading a healthy domestic life with two cats, an apartment and a joint career.

A relationship that may not start out well, that is anything but love at first sight, but grows so much through personal struggles and mutual respect, and results in something worthwhile.

A relationship that places heavy emphasis not only on mutual consent, on learning and supporting, on protection and respect, but also on individual independence.

A relationship that doesn’t cast other characters to the sidelines, that isn’t the main character’s only source of happiness, because it takes more than romance to develop a character.

A relationship with a goddamn happy ending that feels entirely deserving for both characters because this is how they love, this is how they overcome their past, this is how they grow, not dependent on each other but side-by-side.

Just a goddamn happy same-sex relationship that doesn’t end in death or separation and that involves characters actually learning to respect and love each other basically???

Shiver (One Shot)

A/N: I got this idea from a scene in Twilight (if you’re a fan, you’ll know which scene lol) and I wanted to put my own sexy twist on it with Bucky. I hope you guys like it! - D. 

Shiver: After a mission goes bad, Reader and Bucky are forced to take shelter during a snowy night. What happens when you show symptoms of hypothermia? 

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Graphic details of sex. Swearing. Extremely NSFW. There’s also sex gifs used. (If you’re not comfortable with any of these, keep scrolling.) 

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Am Not ((Jealous!Fred x Reader))

summary: fred definitely isn’t jealous when george helps y/n practice quidditch


hey can u do some sort of jealous!fred xreader? thanks if u can, if u cant i understand :)

Hey I just wanted to say I love your writing heaappppss!! I’d like to request a Reader x Jealous!Fred if that’s okay :) It’s up to you why he gets jealous I guess :p

warings: none (possibly some swearing)

pairing: fred x reader

prompt(s): none 

a/n: i know it’s been a while since i’ve posted, so i just wanted to apologize for that. my school has decided to pile on so much before spring break like they need to chillll lol. thank you so much for being patient, i love you :) also I’m very close to running out of requests so if you have any don’t be afraid to ask xx


“That’s it, Y/N! Just lean into the curve a bit more.” George coaxes from the field. You were at Quidditch practice, though you’d stayed a bit later with George, as you were having trouble keeping your balance on your broom recently. You’d just started playing again after you’d been out with a broken leg, so it wasn’t uncommon to have struggles with balance. “Oh- nonono.” he quickly raises on his broom a bit to stop you from toppling down. “Let’s stop for today, yeah? You’ve made heaps of progress, wouldn’t want to push it.” he looks mildly out of breath from the effort of flying up so quickly. 

You nod, lowering to the ground. “Alright, cool. I need to find Fred, speaking of which. Do you know why he wasn’t at practice.”

George has a somewhat knowing smirk on his face. “I think I might have an idea.”

“Really? Is he ill? Is he okay?” 

George laughs. “He’s fine- you two just have some talking to do, I reckon.”

“Why thanks, George, I’m glad to know that I can always count on you for direct answers.” 

He laughs again, shoving you teasingly. “Go talk to dear Freddie.” he says, his voice suddenly mimicking Professor Trelawney’s. “All the answers shall be written there.”

You roll your eyes, muttering a “shove off, George” before going to find Fred. You push open the door to the common room, smiling when you see him standing by fire. “Hey, Freddie there you are!” you walk over to him. “Practice was awesome today, you should’ve seen it-”

“I’m sure it was.” he snorts. 

“Missed you, though.” you ignore his jab. “Are you sick or-”

“You didn’t seem to- in fact you looked quite content with George, actually.” you feel your eyebrows shoot up. 

“Fred, what’s wrong with you?” you huff in annoyance, pulling his hand back before he can storm off with his sudden moodiness. 

“I dunno, Y/N, why don’t you go ask George?” you roll yours eyes, pushing him over, which would’ve worked a lot better if you hadn’t fallen with him. You land on top of him and feel yourself flush at your sudden proximity. To be fair, you don’t often push people over when you get annoyed, but you were pretty sure whatever mood Fred was in was contaminating you- clearly he was just asking to be pushed over. 

“What’s your problem?” you can’t help but smile down at the flustered redhead underneath of you.

He doesn’t respond, pushing himself up on his elbows so that he can reach your lips, one of his hands coming up to rest in your hair. His lips are gentle against yours, and you freeze in surprise. He pulls away almost just as quickly, his eyes as wide as yours, seeming to be just as surprised by his sudden actions as you. “I’m-”

You weren’t quite sure what he was, because you cut him off then, your lips silencing his as you return his kiss. He doesn’t seem to have the same problem as you, and kisses back instantly, the hand in your hair pulling you closer to him. Your hands come up to rest on his cheeks, and he leans into them. You can feel his heartbeat there, and it carries the same quick beat as yours. 

When he pulls away, you grin at him. “Fred Weasley, if I didn’t know any better I’d say you were jealous.”

He gives you an indignant look.“Absolutely not.”

“Really?” you challenge.

“Of course. I mean, that’d just be… silly.” you giggle at his expression. 

“So you wouldn’t mind if I took George up on those private practices he was talking about?”

He pales. “I wouldn’t go that far.” he clears his throat, shifting slightly. “I mean, I’ve heard better things about his twin’s private lessons, so I’m sure I could put in a good word for you.”

“That’s very generous of you Fred.”

“Only the best for you, love.” he winks. “Now, can we talk about how you just tackled me? Because if you’d show that kind of dedication on the field-”

“Shut up.”

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masterlist | requests | prompts

Shawn's Oakland Q&A breakdown
  • Shawn said that he's wrote about 10 new songs already but nothing's finished yet!
  • he also said that the vibe on album 3 changes from month to month but it's gonna be very different than the last 2. different in a good way!
  • Shawn said he would love to do more covers but he's scared
  • Shawn said that being famous is a crazy life and he has to adapt to things very quickly
  • Someone asked who he wants to collaborate soon for his new album but he's not going to tell who!
  • Shawn said he would totally date a fan!!
  • Shawn stopped The Vampire Diaries for Grey's Anatomy!
  • The new album will be more on the rock vibe!
  • Shawn said he would love to collab with Alicia Keys one day!
  • Fans: Would you ever dance in a music video?
  • Shawn: Obviously you haven't seen the something big music video!
  • Shawn said he's scared to do more covers because now millions of people know him and watch him
  • When asked who he wants to collaborate with Shawn said he's not going to tell us yet who he wants to collaborate with for album 3 🤔
  • Shawn said that a lot of fans ask him if he wants to marry them and he always says yes so now he has a lot of wives LMAO
  • Fans: "Do you wear the same pants everyday?"
  • Shawn: "I have 7 pairs of pants."
  • He took his phone out and started recording fans singing honest. He loves it when we sing his songs to him. ❤️
  • Shawn said people who crumple their toilet paper are animals, he folds it
  • Shawn's favorite flavor of ice cream is chocolate

Okay so. I had an idea like this for awhile and only did it because of an ask I got the other day and I made an accidental bodyguard au???? 

Instead of working together one time, why not all the time? Hahaha. I made this up kinda on the spot so I only did a few doodles/sketches cause I couldn’t decide if the concept was gonna be Sakuya and Kuro are the two unfortunate souls who were hired to protect Mahiru or something. (and we know how Mahi is, he sure didn’t ask them to do it lol)  

Or if it was originally just Kuro’s job but then Sakuya somehow comes in haha. Yes, I made Sakuya an ex-assassin. He’s now a bodyguard with some… interesting tactics. Old habits die hard, I guess.  I was also thinking of another version of this, where Sakuya was originally supposed to assassinate Mahiru, but couldn’t do it. Then Sakuya decided he will help protect Mahiru instead. For whatever reason you wanna imagine. Like I said, made it up pretty quick just thought it was kinda interesting. -w-;;

I do have some more ideas, but I will probably only do a tiny bit more. Who knows? Cause I sure don’t pfffft too many aus kill me now. 

battle scars (jon snow)

Prompt: Robert Baratheon had come and burned down the whole village, slaughtering the men and raping the women. You’d been young then but Robert Baratheon did not care. He took you with him and soon gave you to the filthiest brothel that he could find. Fast forward almost 8 years and you’ve been destined to meet the legendary Jon Snow.

Pairing: Jon Snow x Reader

Warnings: mentions of rape/death/murder/harassment, baelish being a creep, language

A/N: hello hi i hope you guys like this! it moves faster than my other fics but that might be a good thing LOL. keep in mind that robert baratheon is a lot more evil and terrible in this fic than he is in the show/books. same goes for baelish kinda. pls let me know what you think! XOXOX (!!!!!!GIFS ARE NOT MINE!!!!!!)

“Are you ready to meet Jon Snow?” Petyr Baelish leans against the doorframe, looking you up and down as you dress yourself.

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” you roll your eyes at him and he hisses, swiftly making his way over to you and turning you around to face him.

“That is not a good answer, little Y/N. Jon Snow might be a bastard, but he’s Lord Stark’s bastard, so you will treat him as you would a Lord. He’s turned down Ros, I’d rather he didn’t turn down another one of my whores. Is that understood?” He leans his head down and you can feel his hot breath across the bottom of your face.

“Understood, my Lord,” you whisper, looking down as a smirk grows on Baelish’s face.

“That’s a good girl,” he traces his fingers up your arm and across your collarbones, slowly making his way down the valley of your plump breasts. “Don’t worry, I won’t tire you out. I just want to make sure you’ve prepared properly.”

Petyr whispers blessings under his breath and unties the front of your dress, slipping his fingers underneath and skimming them across the bottom of your breasts. He pushes your dress off, letting his fingers skim across your every curve, pinching and squeezing as he wills himself not to push you any further.

“Ser?” A soft voice pulls Petyr away from you, leaving you bare for the girl to see. “Jon Snow is here for Y/N.”

Petyr nods and the girl goes away, a smirk coming back to Petyr’s face. “We shall continue tomorrow, my darling. Now, remember: Jon Snow doesn’t leave here until he cums inside of your pathetic little cunt. Is that understood?”

“Yes, my lord,” you nod, almost sneering at Petyr as he ties up the front of your dress.

“Good girl,” he winks and makes his way out, sending Jon Snow in soon after.

Originally posted by winterfellskingdom

You’d heard about how handsome the bastard of the North was: how his curly locks somehow looked even better under all the snow, how his low calm voice managed to woo even the most faithful, how his dark brown eyes melted even the coldest hearts. You thought you’d prepared yourself, thought you were ready to see him. But the second he stepped into the room, you felt your heart in your throat and your breaths completely stopped.

“Y-Y/N?” Jon Snow whispers nervously, his eyes studying your face as you snap out of your daze. You immediately plaster a soft smile on your face and walk over to him.

“That would be me,” you reach over behind him and close your door, ensuring the utmost privacy for Jon Snow.  You look up only to find him already staring at you. You stop for a moment, faltering at the intensity of his gaze. He’s looking at you like you’ve known each other forever, like he’s found something he thought he’d lost. You clear your throat, pulling both him and yourself out of your thoughts. “And you’re Jon Snow,” you smile and gently hold his hand, allowing him to move out of your grasp if he’d so like.

“Indeed I am,” he chuckles nervously and looks around your living quarters.

“I’ve done everything in my power to ensure that no one can see or hear us,” you lead him to your bed and gently push him down in a sitting position. “Is there anything you’d like for me to know or anything you’d like to ask me before we start?”

Jon thinks for a moment, eyes looking everywhere but you. You’re gorgeous, breathtaking even. You could be doing anything and yet here you are. No woman would do this willingly, at least none that he knew. What brought you into this world? Why did you stay? What family do you belong to? Where did you grow up? What–?

“H-how long have you been doing this?” He questions before he can stop himself, slowly looking up at you and causing you stiffen. The questions stops your every movement; out of any possible conversation starter, Jon Snow asked you about the one thing you worked so hard to forget.

All the horrible memories came rushing back, normally they didn’t do that until you were asleep. Your breathing becomes shallow and you lose track of your surroundings, desperate to scream out. But you heard Baelish, you had to do anything for Jon Snow. Just as you opened your mouth to answer, Jon starts shaking his head apologetically.

“Sorry, sometimes I don’t know when to stop talking,” he whispers and try as you might you can’t find it in you to send him away. “I understand it must be tough to even think of how you got here, let alone talk about it. I don’t want you to–I could just–I should leave. I’m sorry for bothering you, I should–”

“Hey,” you whisper, placing a hand on his shoulder as you stand between his legs. “I-I can tell you. It’s just not the most arousing story ever.”

“I, I understand,” he nods, looking up at you as you run your free hand through his curls. “You could sit next to me if you’d like. Or I could hold you if you wanted?”

He watches you, innocent as ever with sparkles of curiosity. And you watch him, confused as to why he’d care about you. Then it clicked. He may be Lord Stark’s son, but he’s still a bastard. Life couldn’t have been kind to him. You felt an odd connection to him, one you’d forbidden yourself from ever feeling.

You lean down and press a soft kiss against his forehead, despite years of betrayal and pain telling you to turn the other way. You lean down and slowly start removing Jon’s coat and armour. He looks at you, about to protest and you give him a smile, assuring him you just want him to get more comfortable. So he relaxes a bit, closing his eyes as your fingers skim across his back and chest. You set his items aside and walk over to him, pushing him towards the headboard and laying next to him. He wraps an arm around you and you don’t oppose.

“Are you still sure you want to hear my story?” You look over to him and he nods, a slight frown settling across his features. So you nod and look anywhere but his face and you start your story. “I was 11 years old, Jon Snow. I was 11 years old when Robert Baratheon, the mighty King burned my village down and murdered my family, my friends, my neighbours. I was 11 years old when I was ripped from my mother and raped by Robert and his filthy soldiers, all while my mother forcefully watched. He murdered her soon after and then sold me to this place,” you point to your surroundings, a few tears falling down your face and escaping your notice. “I was raised here, Jon Snow. This is all I know.”

Jon brings a hand up and you flinch, still in your earlier mindset. Once you realize what you’ve done, you open your mouth to apologize and he shakes his head, pulling you closer and wiping your tears away.

“It’s just me, it’s just Jon Snow,” he whispers, brushing his lips against your hair as you regain control of your emotions. “I am going to rip Robert Baratheon’s head off the next time I see him.”

“You can’t do that, no,” you shake your head and sit up, looking into Jon’s eyes and seeing nothing but compassion and warmth.

“Why not? He’s a terrible man, you know that. We all know that, why can’t I rip his damn head off?” He nearly yells out, hurting for your younger self. His hands are balled into fists, head turned away from you.

“Because you can’t rule the Seven Kingdoms from six feet under, everyone knows that,” you whisper with a smile on your face, hoping to assuage Jon’s anger.

“What? What’s that supposed to mean?” He turns back to face you, a small smile on his face.

“If anyone should be King, it’s you, Jon Snow,” you smile at him, and you can’t seem to remember the last time you actually smiled.

“You’ve got a beautiful smile,” Jon whispers and leans forward, pressing a kiss against your forehead as he gently pulls you into his lap. “I only brought you into my lap because I want to hold you… and protect you.”

“You’re sweet and I’m certainly not complaining, but you paid for me to–”

“I paid for your company, and if Baelish gives you a hard time, I’ll lie and make up ways that I was able to keep you quiet. Is that okay?” He runs his fingers through your hair and you place a light kiss against his cheek.

“That’s perfect. Now, let’s compare battle scars, shall we?”

art trade with the fabulous @funsexydragonball! :D

She asked me if I could draw something with Gogeta, with the option of pairing him up with either Bulma or Chi-Chi (or both X3). I got the go-ahead to do a lady Gogeta, so I decided to draw her with both lovely ladies o3o I drew Bulma and Chi-Chi more well-endowed here than I would if I had just drawn this on my own, because I know how much Miss funsexy loves her db ladies curvy ;D (lady Gogeta would be drawn the same regardless if this was a trade or not lol XP)

I hope you enjoy! :3


(the reason why I’ve been putting this message in my art posts recently is cuz I’ve been experiencing art theft over the last few months =^=)


There are so many things wrong with this BLCD!

1) okay first…“Fuck you” 😂
2) THE PAIRING. It’s Eguchi Takuya X Murase Ayumu. I mean just how many time I heard that Eguchi was turned on when he heard Ayu’s cute voice. Is this going to be alright?! Lol ( Let’s pray for Ayu-chan’s safety )
3) Apparently the uke is a student who just come back from America. That’s why he speaks english. Which is perfect role for Ayu. Cause you know, he’s from America too and totally can speak English. So who want to hear more of Ayu’s English? *rise hand*

Friends (Part 4)

Why am I doing this to myself writing this shit at one in the morning? Miles is such a good guy I don’t want to get rid of him just yet so there will be part 5. I was listening to Sorry by Halsey while writing this. Ignore any grammar mistake because I’m really sleepy lol.

Don’t forget to give me your feedbacks and suggestions! I really love reading them.

Pairing: Harry Styles and reader

Warning: language.

~Harry and you are friends with benefits and then you start to feel more than you should~

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

“Y/N, Who the fuck is he?”

You opened your mouth to answer Harry but Miles immediately threw another question at you.

“Is he your boyfriend?”

“No!” you raised your voice and the men seemed a bit taken aback. Then you sighed and pinched the bridge of your nose in frustration knowing that you were fucked.

“Miles, this is Harry. He’s my…friend.”

Friend.” Harry laughed at the word and you glared at him.

“Wait, are you Harry Styles?” Miles widened his eyes.

“Yeah and what kind of name is Miles?”

“Harry!” You gasped and gave Miles a sorry look. Miles was more shocked than offended. He didn’t know what was happening.

“Y/N, tell him to leave!” Harry said as he pouted like a child. His hands were resting on your hips, you didn’t even bother to move them away. 

“Harry, please go home. We’ll talk when you’re sober,” you said quietly to him but Harry wouldn’t listen.

“I am sober and I want to talk now!” he said under his breath. Harry couldn’t even recognize his own voice. He sounded so desperate. 

“Are you fucking kidding me?” you whispered as he walked past you to the couch where you and Miles had just made out earlier. That’s it, you thought and marched toward Harry, grabbed his shirt before he could put his ass down.

“You don’t go anywhere!” you told Miles, almost like an order. The poor guy had no idea what was going on but he was also aware that Harry wasn’t in his right mind. So Miles stayed where he was and let you deal with your ‘friend’.

“You. Kitchen. Now!” you said to Harry then pulled him with you to the kitchen. You heard him groan in frustration but he followed you anyway.

“The fuck was that?!” you asked him once you two were alone. You were facing Harry with both hands on your hips.

“You’re seeing tha’ guy?” Harry said, laughing. “Was it Lia’s idea?”

You had no idea how he knew that and he didn’t need to wait to be asked.

“I know yeh better than anyone. Yeh would not agree to go on a stupid date with a stranger unless Lia told you to.”

“You and I barely knew each other when we started fucking,” you said, keeping your voice down so Miles couldn’t hear it from the living room.

“You and I were different. You told me yourself tha’ you felt like you’d known me for years when we first met. Don’t fuckin’ pretend like yeh don’t remember.”

“So?” You exhaled harshly.

“You’re doin’ this to make me jealous. And yeh know what? Yeh win. It’s workin’.”

Your jaw fell open as you heard him.

“Wow, you are such a self-centered dick,” you said between sarcastic laughter then tried to mimic his voice, “hey, m'Harry Styles and everythin’ revolves around me because m'a superstar.”

“First of all, I don’t sound like tha’. Second of all, yeh and I both know he’s not right f’yeh.”

“It’s you, Harry, who’s not right for me” And the next thing you said just came out of nowhere. “Why didn’t you just stay gone so I could finally be free?

You didn’t realize what you said was the worst thing you could have said to Harry. You were too angry at him to notice the look in his eyes, the anger, the jealousy, the sadness. He was drunk, but he wasn’t that drunk. Harry came to see you for a reason, because he believed he could be better for you. For once he thought he was doing the right things. But what he did not expect was Miles’ presence which had torn down every scenario he had planned out in his head. 

Harry was a song-writer, he wasn’t bad with words. But standing in front of you that night he was tongue-tied. As he struggled to find the right words to make you understand, you were already tired of waiting.

“Harry, I just want to enjoy my night with the guy I like…I’m sorry but this isn’t about you anymore.

Harry felt a lump in his throat. He wanted to say he cared about you, but he chose to hold it back. It was not because he was doubting his feelings for you. At that point he was more than sure that they were real and they’d always been there. But he thought it wouldn’t make a difference anyway. Maybe he was too late. Maybe he shouldn’t have been there in the first place.

“M'sorry I made you feel tha’ way,” was all he could say.

Miles stood up from the couch as he saw you and Harry walking out from the kitchen and straight to the front door. You opened the door and stepped aside, eyes turned to your feet to avoid looking at Harry. Harry did the same thing, but because he didn’t want you to see him cry.

“Goodbye, Harry,” you said to him but he didn’t say anything to you. You didn’t want him to, but deep down you wished he would speak. 

“Y/N?” you heard Miles call your name when you closed the door once Harry had left. You were almost frozen at one spot with tears in your eyes and Miles immediately walked to where you were standing.

“Are you okay?” You heard him but you didn’t want to look at him.

“I’m sorry I ruined our night…” you said quietly and fele his hands on your shoulders.

“Be honest with me, Y/N. Who is he to you? An ex?”

Something like that,” you mumbled in embarrassment. You thought if Miles had known about you and Harry he would never have agreed to go out with you in the first place. 

Miles didn’t ask further. He just nodded, but you knew he didn’t believe you.

“I should probably go.”

“No. Don’t.” You quickly held onto his arm as he turned away. 

“I really like you, Y/N.” Miles gave you a frown. “But it seems like you still need to sort things out with him. This is too much for me.”

“Can we please talk about this? It’s not like that,” you desperately said but Miles didn’t listen. He went to get his coat and his car key on the coffee table then returned to where you were. 

“I hope things will work out for you. Good night, Y/N,” Miles said to you. Then he followed Harry’s step out of your front door. 

When you woke up the next day it was already 10 in the morning. You called in sick because you were late for work anyway. There was no missed call or a single message from Harry. Maybe he had finally listened to you and left you alone. You knew you should have felt free and relieved, instead you felt empty and disappointed. But after all, feelings are fleeting. You couldn’t let yourself feel miserable forever. It was time you took charge of your happiness. So you decided to get out of bed and get yourself ready because you had somewhere you needed to go to.

“Y/N?” Miles was surprised when you showed up at his workplace unannounced. You remembered Lia telling you about how Miles always brought his own lunch so when everyone else went out to eat he would stay in the office.

“If you’re looking for Lia. She’s gone out for lunch,” he said to you and turned his attention back to the files on his desk. He was probably still mad about what had happened at your house and you couldn’t blame him. 

“I’m not here to see Lia. I’m here for you,” you told him. Miles stopped his busy hands and finally looked up to face you.

“Can we talk?”

“Styles, you’re here!”

Harry didn’t even get through the front door when the man approached him and pulled him into a hug. Harry let out a nervous laugh and patted his friend on the back.

“I haven’t heard from you for so long mate.”

“I’ve been busy,” Harry said and he was being honest. He had been spending more time in the studio than anywhere else.

“The last time I saw you were exactly a year ago! It’s like you only appear on my birthday!” the man said and bursted into laughter. Harry faked a laugh and like an instinct, his eyes travelled to the corner of the room and he could swear for a second he saw you standing there smiling at him before you disappeared. Then he remembered a year had gone by since the first night he met you.

“Got new music coming up?”


“Since you’ve been so busy I guess you’re not seeing anyone?”

Harry shook his head no and didn’t say anything more. The man told Harry he had to go talk to his other guests and showed Harry where the food was before he disappeared in a group of people. Harry didn’t plan to stay for long though. Honestly, he was just there with the hope that he could see you again. He probably wouldn’t dare to start a conversation with you but he wanted to see for himself how you’d been.

“Isn’t this Harry Styles?”

Harry could easily recognize that voice.

“Hello to yeh too, Lia,” he said, turning around.

“Y/N’s not here,” Lia said when she noticed he was looking behind her to search for you. “It’s also her boyfriend’s birthday today.”

“Right,” he said with his head hung low. 

“You do know she’s dating Miles, right?”

“Yeah, I heard. How is she?”

“She’s happy.”

“That’s good to hear.”

It wasn’t. Harry was already dead when he heard that. Of course he wanted you to be happy because you deserved all the good things in the world. But he still couldn’t get over the fact that you’d moved on when he was still hung up on you. Sadly, it took him too long to admit to himself that maybe he had been in love with you that whole time and he had fucked up all of his chances.

“How are you, Harry?”

Harry was quite surprised when Lia asked him that. She saw the look on his face and laughed. “Yes, I can be nice.”

Harry pressed his lips into a small smile. “M'good. Thanks for askin’.”

“I’ll tell Y/N you say hi.”

“No, actually, don’t. Don’t tell her anythin’ about me.”


“I think that’s for the best.”

Lia nodded understandingly and watched Harry make his way back to the exit. Your best friend was never fond of Harry Styles. She had told you constantly that he was bad news and you deserved better than him. But after that short conversation even Lia could see it, how much he really loved you.

Part 5

Ugh. This part is so longggg. My apologies. What do you think? Let me know now! I think part 5 will be the last part. Thanks for supporting me! If you have ideas for what I should write next then feel free to spam my inbox! Love ya’ll! xx

anonymous asked:

I'm actually interested in the difference between Japanese Sonic/Amy and American Sonic/Amy. I know that Japanese is more pro in the games themselves and in marketing, but do you have specific examples? Also slightly off-topic, but do you think there is a reason why Sonic universes outside the games (Sonic Boom, Sonic X, the comics from time to time) are more liberal when it comes to Sonic/Amy moments? I have one or two ideas but I've never quite put my finger on it.

(Official SEGA Sonamy artwork: Sonic Advance 3 -that is meant to be funny lol-)

I’d be more than happy to oblige!

Much like the Anime Trope, these two fall into a rather old but still used one. Girl chases the main hero, main hero either is oblivious or doesn’t show any response to the affections.

SEGA has stated Sonic is ‘Shy’, since he can’t just ‘be oblivious’ to Amy’s open affections… nor can they state he’s ‘neutral’ when that could mean he’s ‘ignoring her’ which would go against Sonic’s natural good heart.

So it’s ‘ambiguous’. Verses- Neutral.


This does in fact differ when it comes to translations.


Sonic Adventure 2 Battle:

American: Amy, take care of yourself.

Japanese: Amy…. -long, dramatic pause- Take care of yourself..!

This scene suggests that Japanese Sonic actually paused to think about what to say to her, and also suggests that he felt it was ‘him who should take care of her’ which in Japanese, is very touching and borderlines romantic intent.

American Sonic sped this long pause up to where it was quick and more of a - Winky charm. Whereas, with Japanese, it was more tender and addressed specifically so that more emotion was conveyed. (Some would say at a deeper, more personal level that Sonic wouldn’t natural show anyway.)


Sonic Riders Zero Gravity:

American: Girls hate it when you rush them, Jet!

Japanese: Girls hate stubborn men!

This scene discreetly shows Sonic stepping up to defend Amy, but what’s interesting is that American Sonic is simply telling Jet to back off, whereas… Japanese Sonic is suggesting that Jet stop ‘flirting’ with her. ‘Stubborn men’ suggests that he won’t ease up his targeting her, and is mostly stated for when men are trying to win a girl over -negative connotation at times-. Japanese Sonic is being sarcastic for humor’s sake, but also warning and calling out Jet. Whereas, American Sonic is simply teasing and poking at Jet to turn his anger to himself instead of Amy. (Some, again, would argue the response technically means the same thing, but when you look at the two cultures, you’ll notice that ‘stubborn men’ is more addressed to men who won’t leave a woman alone. -cat callers end up getting beaten up by the main heroes?- In other-words, Japanese Sonic was acting more personally defensive with interceding Jet and Amy; whereas American Sonic was offensive in protecting her and directing Jet to himself for the fun of another race/rivalry.)


Sonic Generations: SEGA of Japan actually stated that Sonic putting his hand up to Amy’s face and pushing her away was out of character. (Something about Sonic not treating his friends like that? I’m sure in Japan, that kind of behavior is considered extremely rude…)


Sonic Adventure:

American: She’s so weird!

Japanese: Amy! Wa-wa-wait just a minute! Sheesh, guess I have no choice…

American Sonic is a bit ‘too cruel’ to most viewers in this scene, though it’s meant to come off as comical. However, in Japanese Sonic is more naturally surrendering to going after Amy’s lead, startled by her suddenly taking off into the park. (Far less harsh, if you ask me.)

Sonic Lost World:

American: Hey, Amy! Looks like springtime’s come early!

Japanese: Yo, Amy! Glad to see you’re okay.

Clearly, the difference is substantial. Japanese Sonic has a tender-care to his words as he addresses Amy, showing he remembers her last ‘farewell’ message and is relieved she’s alright. Whereas, American Sonic is going for the joke, being more peppy instead of relieved and commenting on the environment instead of her directly to her. (Some could say she reminded of him of spring… lol okay, I say that. But spring hints at things, okay!? lol)


There are plenty others, lol. But I don’t want to make this too long.

Overall, American Sonic in the Modern Games is much more ‘for the pun’ and ‘about images’ than Japanese Sonic, who still keeps up ‘face’ but also warmly encourages his friends and treats them respectfully. Most of the American Written games have been stated to be ‘out of character’ by SEGA officials.

America treats Sonamy much like they do their franchise, a meme or joke to be poked fun of. Whereas, with a much more refined atmosphere, Japan treats Sonamy as an endearing and lovely couple. Though both resign to say they can’t really see Sonic ever ‘settling down’ or really being focused on romance. And,… that makes since to me. Knowing who Sonic is. But even that doesn’t mean he can’t have a crush XD (The heart wants what the heart wants, lol!)

My honest opinion?

American Sonic get awkward and werided out by Amy, but still cares about her well being.

Japanese Sonic is shy and uneasy with Amy’s antics, but he appreciates her.

And that’s all folks! ;Db If you’d like more discussions on Sonic or pairings, I’ll try and let you know what the facts verses opinions are!

—WOAH! there was way more to answer in this than what I thought! Let me try and.. here we go!

American Amy comes off as a bit much and mood-swingish. Japanese Amy is more caring and understanding of Sonic.

In Sonic X, Japan has a scene where Amy admits that Sonic may never really want her idea of love, he may never even want a family! But she’s not going to give up trying, cause she does love him.

In America, Amy just complains about Sonic not coming on the date and possibly stating he doesn’t care about her.

Japanese Amy is also shown as ‘playful’ in her culture, and her actions are more reflections of ‘positive attributes’ for the culture. America tries to twist and make this ‘funny’ instead of ‘loveable’ and that throws audiences off.


Most Japanese Companies are very ‘tight’ with their characters, protecting them from being ‘out of character’. Nintendo for one is famous for this ‘tight-grasping-hold’ over their characters being portrayed well.

Sega of Japan knows they have too many people using their characters, and so they created ‘Mandates’ to make sure they stay in line. The reason other medias of Sonic are so ‘liberal’ is because Sega of Japan doesn’t ‘closely watch/inspect/is right in their faces’ to be able to regulate it. And honestly? The officials were more concerned about if it’s making money and getting exposure than anything else. They’ve tried to change that policy, visiting America more to secure some credibility in the characters. They first tried this with Sonic Boom but ended up seeming to abandon it. (I don’t blame them) but they have been here more recently with Sonic Mania; Giving me hope that Sonic Forces will be regulated to more ‘in-character’ themes. (Also, the original writer is Japanese, meaning America JUST has to translate correctly)

Most companies generally want to make sure they still have some control over their franchises, mandates and other rules are not uncommon. SEGA is rather ‘looser’ in their holds then Nintendo, for example though. Nintendo will shut down a fan-project that doesn’t treat their character in good light, or even caution Hollywood like with Wreck-It Ralph and Bowser. They gave some particular suggestions for animation and the like on him. SEGA just had fun with it, cause I didn’t hear much of anything from the interview with the director about them other than they ‘were fully on-board!’.

Sonic Boom got away with Sonamy through loopholes and ‘less supervision’ at times. But they have their limitations too. (Other characters comment on Sonic and Amy, but never Sonic reacting/stating blunt comments. Amy could, but they’re going with a more ‘discreet/quiet’ love when it comes to Amy’s crush.)

Sonic X was by SEGA of Japan, they’re allowed to / can do whatever the heck they want. -z formation, hip rotation, snap, snap, hair flip.- It’s 4Kids (illegal?) editing of original content that sometimes messed up translation. But there are things that were only exclusive to Japan’s release. (such as Natsu no hi which was confirmed to be from Sonic’s POV, along with the anime bubbles at seeing Amy in her ‘dress’)

Archie had their hands tied with some strict contracts, such as ‘Sonic can’t have a permanent girlfriend’ and ‘Sonic can’t show any interest in Amy’, but even Ian admits some hints and others in Archie have stated their ‘case’ on the matter too. (One even admitted he thought Silver was Shadow and Amy’s kid xP

Now, I’m not trying to dis America. They’ve survived a lot. But I know where most confusion comes from is that the company can’t decide ‘what Sonic is’. This can be problematic, along with bad marketing ploys. So it’s not entirely their fault. Other forces are to blame here too. Such as the fandom sometimes placing their opinions on things as facts, without checking sources sometimes.. (It happens -shrug-)

I hope this helps! ^^ (If there was something I missed or misunderstood regarding your question, feel free to ask me again! I wrote this at 6 in the morning so if somethign doesn’t amke sense, you call me lol)

Late Night Snacks and Underwear - 4

hFandom: Marvel’s Avengers

Summary: Y/N and Peter run into each other late one night. After, she is beyond confused about how she sees Peter. And Peter? Well he was already in love with her, but it takes advice, teasing, and another surprise encounter for them to face their feelings.

Words: 1,000+

Pairing/Characters: PeterParkerxStark!Reader, (Everybodyyyy is at least mentioned), Tony, Steve, Sam, Clint, Nat, Wanda, Bucky…

Warning: More awkwardness? 

Author’s Note: So, I don’t really know how to describe this part, it’s more Avengers family cuteness and awkward Y/N before the big stuff. I just love writing awkward reader, because it’s like me lol (I’ve been away because I’ve been on vacation! Rewatching Star Trek Beyond for that request tonight!)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Originally posted by little--batman

Peter practically stumbled out of his room and toward the elevator. It had taken him forever to fall asleep after getting back to his room and getting up was no easy task either. He slung his duffel over his shoulder as he pushed the button for the elevator. He’d shoved your sweatshirt into the top of his bag so he wouldn’t forget to give it back to you. The thought of you falling asleep on his shoulder last night woke him up a little.

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Pairing: taehyung x reader 

Genre: fluff, one shot, tiny smut (does it even count? lol) 

Word Count: 1.8k

a/n:  just felt like writing a little cute one shot because i’ve been gone for a while and taehyung looks so cute yet hot in the morning.. i don’t even know how he does it, he’s not human or something bc look at him. thanks for sticking around and thank you so much for reading :) 

“Lay with me a bit longer.” You hear Taehyung mumble behind you in his groggy morning voice. He stretches out his arm and grabs your t-shirt then tugs it gently. You were sitting at the edge of the bed staring at the time on the clock realizing you had overslept yet again. You could hear the noise of traffic down below and the chirping songs of the early birds outside your window. This morning you weren’t alone. 

It was funny and adorable how quickly Tae realized you weren’t by his side or in his arms anymore. You turn around and smile at him. His eyes were closed and his mouth was bent into a frown his long body sprawled out under the covers now in the spot where you were once laying. Taehyung wasn’t a morning person and he was usually a heavy sleeper but this past week he had been waking up every morning begging you to not go like a child. He was still tugging on your shirt half awake half asleep. 

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lakritskola  asked:

Hi Miya! First, I love your analyses, they've kept me scrolling for a while now! :) My ask: Any thoughts on Taehyung and Jungkooks' relationship? (As friends. (They do look very cute together though ;) )). It confuses me! They seem to have a lot of fun together but with how they are so different but competative they must fall out quite a lot. Other times they seem very close, sweet and almost fascinated with eachother? And Tae is so clingy, haha, but hard to read. Thank you!!

Heey! Thank you so much. <3 And sorry for the time it took me to get back to you. :(

Their friendship is confusing. I do think they have some fights (mostly silly but can turn into huge fights because both are quite stubborn) now and then but they’re mostly caused by Taehyung. lol He’s more confrontational in general, Jungkook is mostly someone that reacts. Even when he’s competing it’s normally because they’re on a show or because someone dared him, unless it’s something that he beforehand was interested in - like showing he’s physically stronger, etc. Both are quietly confident about their skills, but while Jungkook likes to show off now and then when provoked, Taehyung really enjoys doing the actual provoking. Does that make sense? But Jungkook, as respectful as he is to his hyungs, can get annoying too… I don’t know, it’s very hard to tell because they’re literally brothers from another mother?? I’ll tell you why. Their charts, when side by side, are exactly like this:

Sun | Earth Sign

Moon | Fire Sign

Mercury |  Earth Sign

Venus | Air Sign

Mars | Different elements but both have their Mars in good signs for this planet

That’s why they are so similar yet so different at the same time. I’d say it’s almost like they have the same goals but different ways of achieving them. As if they were born almost quite the same but somehow along the way they’ve defined themselves differently. Capricorn is more mature than Virgo, so in theory Taehyung could be more mature than Jungkook BUT Jungkook has his Moon in Leo or Virgo and both signs are more mature than Aries. It’s very hard to pinpoint who’s gonna be at fault with their discussions because of this, you know? Also, all these similarities make Jungkook very admirable to Taehyung, since he gets the maknae in a different way than he gets other people since most of the times they follow the same logic and their emotions also can get almost identical (both are very, very logical). And while Jungkook does like Tae a lot, he’s also constantly comparing himself to the guy as so to try to improve himself since nowadays he’s probably quite aware of how similar they are. So he wants to reach Taehyung’s level and be better than him since they’re constantly competing at everything - they probably compete with things even off camera, these children. Their mutual respect is real and absurd, I can only imagine how far they’d go to defend each other if necessary - especially since both are also quite loyal. Their humor is pretty much the same because of this too, but Taehyung is less worried about the consequences of his jokes, I’d say. So that’s probably one of the reasons that make them fight the most? After that thing I’ve said about him wanting to provoke Jungkook all the time. lol But still. That’s why watching their interactions is so endearing, ‘cause they genuinely get each other in ways best friends do - sometimes they’ll share a joke just by looking at each other, etc. 

Originally posted by trashoferverything

(two kids, really)

I know it’s kinda weird to compare but remember how I said Jimin and Taehyung are close but are very different so they’re constantly learning with each other? In Jungkook and Taehyung’s case it’s more of a mutual understanding since they’re so alike, almost like brothers. Quite different but intense relationships on the same level, I’d say.

Also, I’d just like to add that I don’t think Taehyung is that clingy… I mean, his pride is gigantic according to his chart, so I think he likes the effect he has on people when being charming but at the same time would never be clingy or touchy to people he’s not completely comfortable with, or that he simply doesn’t like. I don’t know, it’s hard to tell without the birth time but still. I mostly think he likes invading people’s personal space to provoke a reaction more than anything. lol You can clearly tell Jungkook had a hard time dealing with this at first during predebut days etc but nowadays is second nature to him and sometimes he’s even the one that approaches Taehyung. But this is just my opinion by watching Taehyung, I could only tell this for sure with the birth time.

*・ 。i’m sorry ✧*゚

Originally posted by visual-17

pairing; seventeen mingyu x reader

genre; angst, cursing

synopsis; you get into a fight with mingyu and he starts pulling out every thing you’re insecure about. you just smile and acknowledge everything he says, but while crying.

word count; 1k words

parts; pt. 1, pt. 2

✧ a/n; i can’t find a fierce (?) mingyu gif lol halp but ayy it’s been a while since i’ve written an angst !! i actually need more angsts in my life HAHA if you guys have any good writing accs do let me know & i’ll check them out !! (promote your own blog if you’d like to too hehe) // i just got into a verbal fight with my kinda ? close friend so i’m literally gonna put some parts of the conversation in here heh

Mingyu steps into your shared apartment, energy completely drained from the day’s events. His schedule was packed that day — 2 radio broadcasts, 2 fan signs, 1 music show, and a filming for a commercial. He was naturally beyond exhausted, his shoulders already slouching forward heavily.

You, however, paid no attention to that.

“Mingyu!” you exclaimed, running lightly over to him. You go on your tiptoes to make yourself tall enough to hug him, and wrapped your arms around his neck. Mingyu was your 6-month long boyfriend, and he’s only able to come back once every week due to his idol life, so you naturally get hyper whenever he’s around.

“Hey,” he says softly as his arms coils around you loosely for a bare second, his lips curving up into the tiniest smile. It was barely a smile, really. 

“I missed you!” you said cheerily, letting go of him. 

His small smile forms on his lips once again, this time lingering a little shorter as he makes his way to the couch. He heard that every week, and it was so monotone he found himself questioning the sincere meaning behind those 3 words. He lets out a deep, heavy breath as he sinks into the comfort of its soft cushions.

“How was everything this week?” you asked, going into the kitchen for a moment to pour a glass of water. You continued speaking, regardless, knowing he would still be able to hear you from the living room. 

“I’m not sure if you received the lunchbox I made for you on Thursday. I packed a few extra for you to share with the rest of the boys,” you pointed out, puling the mug you needed out of the cupboard and filling it with water. 

“Yeah, I got it,” you heard him say from the living room. You brought your mug over, taking a sip out of it and placing it on the coffee table in front of him. 

“Great,” you said, smiling. “You know, this week was really hectic for me. Our manager suddenly threw a whole bunch of paperwork to us and we had 2 days to complete it but that Alex guy I told you about helped me a lot and he pretty much even did half of them and I’m honestly so thankful because he helped me submit them all on time,” you ramble on non-stop. 

“And, also, the—”

“Just keep quiet for a second, will you, Y/N?” Mingyu suddenly raised his voice, looking over at you with annoyance written all over his features. You stare back at him in shock and surprise. 


“Look, honestly, I don’t give half a fuck about whoever this Alex guy is. I don’t really care even if he saved your life or not. Do you really think talking about another guy is a good topic to have a conversation about? Like for fuck’s sake, I know I’m busy all the time, but the least you can do is to not make it so obvious that there’s another important guy in your life!”

Your continued staring at him, his words slowly and painfully processing in your head. Your eyebrows started to furrow, and he just continues his attacks.

“And seriously, you don’t have to send random lunchboxes to the company all the time. We have food provided for us, just so you know — and it’s not any worse than the food you send over. So just stop doing so much unnecessary stuff, Y/N. It just fucking hinders me! You never even listen to whatever I have to say when I’m back, you just go on and on about yourself. Am I your listener or what? Seriously, what kind of relationship is this? The world doesn’t revolve around you, Y/N!”

Mingyu was shouting. He never does. Mingyu hardly showed any emotion when he’s fatigued. He always politely, and cheerfully, showed interest in your life. But today, everything you said was just wrong, and it made him explode in a way he never did towards you. Mingyu knew you better than anyone did, he knew you weak spots and deepest pains — you were more than an easy target to him. He could easily throw verbal punches that hurt more than physical ones would. Every word was over pronounced, slicing rather than tumbling through the air.

“I—” your breath hitched, a teardrop freeing itself from your eyes. “I just thought—”

Mingyu cut you off. “Well, then you thought wrong.”

His words were like slaps across the face. You just stare at him, your vision already clouded by the tears flooding your eyes as Mingyu continues yelling. The brown of your eyes were beyond glossy. It looked like someone has placed a thick layer of glass over the surface of your eyeballs. Everything he said — you acknowledge. Yes, you were excessive. Yes, you always continuously talk about yourself, your own days, and you never paused to think that Mingyu would be going through a rough patch himself.

You loved Mingyu so much — you really do — but it’s not enough, it’s not right for him. You didn’t love him right.

You pulled up the corners of your lips with whatever leftover strength you had left in you, forming a smile as you looked back up at him with your now bloodshot eyes. The smile was inconsistent — it fluctuated back to a frown every other second, but you kept the smile there, even though your cheekbones felt so falsely moulded. 

“I guess you’re right,” you choked out, and you see Mingyu’s jaw clench tightly. His fists does the same, but releases quickly. 

“I’m sorry,” you breathed unsteadily, giving him a last smile — which he didn’t even catch because he already has his back turned on you — as you ran out of the house. 

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Pairing: Baekhyun x reader, other members

Genre: Angst, potential series

Word count: 1,446 (I know it’s long, lol)

Summary: You didn’t mean to stumble upon one of the most mysterious men you’ve ever encountered. He seemed normal you thought at first, but oh were you terribly wrong. Your worst mistake was getting tangled in the mess that was Byun Baekhyun. 

A/N: This is my first fanfic, I’m sorry if it sucks. I just got this idea while watching Exo’s pathcode teasers. It’ll make more sense if you watch Baekyun’s teaser. Everyone has their powers in this btw.

Originally posted by littlebyuns

The television blared above me, as my mind seemed to have drifted off to more important matters. I don’t know how I ended up in this small cafe so late at night. I needed a space to escape and get my work done and I remembered seeing this small cafe on my way to work, so I decided to stop by.

“We advise you to stay in your homes today as risks of another light surge may be present. If you do leave your house, please have someone with you or notify someone of your surroundings.” the newscaster droned on.

For the past week, the city’s lights have been going out. It wasn’t just a few houses, or a few light fixtures, no it was more than that. Malls would lose power, houses stood in darkness, and light posts destroyed. No one knew why this was happening, the power lines have been checked countless times to no avail.

I didn’t mind it at first but it made my work harder than it should be. On top of that, no one seemed to want to leave their house because of these stupid news reports. There’s nothing wrong with the dark, in fact, I found it quite calming. That’s why often, I do the exact opposite of what is asked of me.

At this point, my mind was screaming for a break from the stack of papers in front of me. I decided to pack my things up as carefully as I could. There was no light in sight, except for the screen of my laptop. I put everything away in the backpack I had brought, and got up to head out. Stepping out into the cold air, I took out my phone to use as a flashlight so I wouldn’t run into any unnecessary trouble. Shivering, I began my way towards my apartment, looking around once in awhile.

As I walked through my usual route, the energy seemed to shift. It wasn’t like anything I’ve ever felt before. With each step I took, my feet considerably got warmer and warmer. I felt suffocated, like I was being deliberately buried alive. The feeling spread throughout my body, making my head throb. I clutched my chest with shaking hands as I came to a halt. Just like a tsunami, waves of coughs seemed to rip through my body. My eyes began to water and I dropped to the floor. I wanted so bad to scream out for help, yet nothing in me seemed to cooperate. I quickly raised my head once I thought I heard constant thumps against the earth. The sound intensifying because of my fragile state.

‘What am I doing? I need to get home.’ I thought. Forcing my legs to work, I got up and stood still to gain my balance. One step, two steps, three steps, the further I went, the harder it got. A cry finally left my throat, reverberating between the buildings I was surrounded by. I lowered my head and closed my eyes, almost as if promising defeat. The ringing in my head continued.

Clack. Clack. Clack. It continued, getting closer and closer. Then it went eerily quiet.

Soft hands suddenly clutched my shoulders, making me flinch. Sneaking a glance upwards, I found myself looking at the luminous light of the light posts.

“Huh? How..?” I whispered, raising my frail finger to point at the tall structures. The light was back throughout the path I was taking.

“Don’t worry about that right now?” I finally let my eyes cast over the figure in front of me. I was met with the deepest brown eyes I have ever encountered. They were laced with concern and panic, but the man seemed to conceal that with the straight line of his lips.

“You shouldn’t be out at this hour. Especially around me. See.. The effects are already showing up on you.” He said with a raspy voice. ‘What the fuck is he saying?’ I was far too weak to speak to him. “Where are you headed?” he asked. With everything I had in me I muttered, “home.” The man looked around, probably thinking of what to do. 

“I live close to here.” I uttered again. He glanced at me with furrowed brows then, looked behind him without saying anything.

He turned back around and stated, “I can carry you there.” 

‘That’s awfully kind of him, here is some man willing to waste his time on me. Wow. He’s still just a stranger for fucks sake. I don’t know if I want him to know where I live. I mean, what if he’s some serial killer or something?’ my mind fought with itself, weighing out the pros and cons.

“Um, I can maybe call a taxi or something.” I mumbled with a frail voice.

“You don’t seem like you can. Besides, you think there are any taxi drivers at this hour?” ‘Shit he has a point.’ He held out his arms, “trust me,” he whispered. I hesitated for a few minutes, contemplating the idea. Sighing in my head, I submitted into his request.

I looked up at him and nodded. He cracked a small smile, and wound his arms around my body. The man had full control as he walked forwards. ‘He clearly works out.’ I chuckled internally.

“This way right?” he broke my train of thought. I made a sound of approval. “Tell me which turns to take and where to go. Don’t collapse on me.” he said. I nodded awkwardly.

We fell into silence again, leaving me to stare at the man. I didn’t think it was obvious, I just stole a few glances here and there. He was clearly overdressed with a black turtleneck and a leather jacket adorning his toned body. His hair was parted, allowing a perfect view of his forehead. Every few steps he took, the man would look either behind him or to his side. Every time he did that, his body would tense up and his face would wear a hard expression. He was very hard read. I looked around me to see what he was searching for. Nothing, there was absolutely nothing. No living being was out at this hour, except for the two of us. I thought he had stopped his little ritual, but out of nowhere, his neck seemed to turn as quick as lightning to look around him. He suddenly started walking faster, like he was desperate to win a race. He acted as if his life depended on how fast he was going.

“Hey.. are you okay?” I managed to squeak out.

“Yeah I’m fine.” he answered, not sparing me a glance. I let it go. I mean it is late, so I don’t blame him for being paranoid.

I couldn’t take the awkwardness anymore. “Hey, um I didn’t get your name.” I whispered, afraid to raise my voice.

“You.. don’t need to know.” he stared straight ahead with the same hard expression.

‘What was this guy’s problem?’ My eyes narrowed at his figure. ‘Whatever.’

I successfully obtained my strength enough to guide him towards my small flat. We were a few feet away and I was struggling to keep my eyes open. Darkness overtook me, and I let it in, willingly.

                                                 *          *          *

The sun peered through my blinds, welcoming me in a blanket of heat. Slowly I shifted up, and instantly I was met with flashbacks.

“What the fuck?” I touched my head, “Ha that was one hell of a dream.” I turned my head to look at the clock, 8:20 am, it read. Anxiety made me shake and shoot up from my castle of pillows. “I’m late for work! Shit!!” I exclaimed, grabbing my phone to check any phone calls.  “Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck.” I chanted like a mantra. I quickly called up my co-worker, all the while feeling like I could die right then and there.

“Oh my gosh finally! Mina can you please tell the manager..”

“Manager? What are you talking about?” she cut me off.

“Huh?” I questioned.

“Y/N it’s Sunday.” she yawned. “Go back to sleep,” and with that she hung up. All the tension left my shoulders at her words.

“I’m so stupid.” I mumbled under my breath, walking towards my bedroom door. I was so lost in thought, that I failed to spot the dark object lying bluntly on the floor. I was sent flying downwards, pain making me cringe. My hands felt all around me until they were met with the soft book that had made me fall. My eyes furrowed in confusion.

“Exo Planet,” it read.

“That’s funny, I don’t remember purchasing this book.” I fumbled with the cover until I got it open to the first page.

“Property of Byun Baekhyun.”


Tyler is a tease and you’re getting tired of it. Josh finds out some things he wasn’t meant to and somehow you end up having a threesome with the two. aka the long awaited joshler x yn fic.
Pairings: Tyler Joseph x Fem!Reader, Tyler Joseph x Joshua Dun, Tyler & Josh x Fem!Reader
Warnings: degradation, semi-public shenanigans, unprotected sex, loads of joshler, some kinky shit goes down and i don’t even know how to tag it honestly. just read at your own risk~
Word Count: 4.1k
A/N: this is the closest to a cheating fic i will ever write so don’t ask for anymore like this lol

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