maybe my parents will love me again

Burning Low

“You’re not going to believe me,” Yuuri insists.

“No piece of dog related information can be kept from me, Yuuri.”

Yuuri huffs, buries his face in Makkachin’s fur. They’re lying on Viktor’s bed, atop plush sheets, the hum of Euro pop soft in the background. Yuuri’s wearing ratty sweatpants and a T-shirt, dotted with the occasional curl of Makkachin’s hair. Viktor can’t look away. Their fingers are laced over the poodle’s plump belly, something that keeps happening, ever since the Cup of China. There are two periods in Viktor’s life: B.C., Before China, and after. Viktor loves the after.

“Vicchan was a stray,” Yuuri mumbles.

Viktor tries not to laugh. “Oh, love, I know there were posters in your room with my face on them– you can say you bought Vicchan.”

Viktor,” Yuuri whines, burying his face into Makkachin. “I knew you wouldn’t believe me.”

“Okay, okay,” Viktor chuckles. “So Vicchan was a stray.” He wiggles over the top of Makkachin, presses a kiss to Yuuri’s forehead.

“Yeah,” Yuuri breathes, soft. “When I found him and brought him back to the onsen, soaked in muddy puddle water and curls all matted, I thought he was some kind of gift from god. A poodle all my own. So I could be just like you.”

“Clearly, your parents agreed.” The brown eyes flicker up to him, twinkling.

“No,” Yuuri admits. “They told me Vicchan probably belonged to someone else. That we had to put up signs saying we’d found him.” He snorts gently through his nose. “…I sobbed for hours.” Makkachin snuffles, licks Yuuri’s cheek. “I plucked up Vicchan and locked myself in my room–my parents had to talk me down through the door. They told me they knew I loved Vicchan, but that maybe there was some other little boy out there missing him, loving him.”

“And you,” Viktor says, “my softhearted Yuuri, you were willing to give him back.”

Yuuri presses his lips together. Amused. “No,” he contradicts again, quietly. “That didn’t work. After all, who could love Vicchan more than me? I refused to put up the Found Dog signs up because of that.” There’s a pause, and Viktor fills in the gap. Until. “Then, they told me that Vicchan could be missing the place where he belonged.”

“Oh, Yuuri,” Viktor says. Maybe they shouldn’t discuss Yuuri’s dog– sometimes when he looks at Makkachin, the cinnamon eyes still glaze over.

“How could I take Vicchan away from what he loved? So we put up signs,” Yuuri finishes, smile small. “I was ready to give him up. Ready, even if it broke my heart.” Their fingers tighten across Makkachin’s belly, and it’s natural to lean forward and kiss him, all ruffled hair and round cheeks, gentle eyes. Viktor’s Yuuri. Viktor’s everything.

“Let’s end this,” Yuuri says, in Barcelona. The man who is his everything, and he wants to end it.

You don’t have to break your heart, Viktor thinks. Oh, you don’t have to break your heart

Malec Fanfic Rec!

Malec writing goodies from amazing writers.These are some golden works

4 times Alec almost said I love you, and the one time that he actually did by sufferingbisexual

Alec realized he was in love with Magnus. However when will he be able to actually tell him.

Across the Hall by clato27

“'She looks just like your wife,’ Magnus said, offhandedly. His gaze tore back to Alec when he heard the other man choke on the coffee he was drinking. ‘Oh, I’m sorry, are you two not married.’ 'Uh, no,’ Alec said after recovering from his coughing fit. 'Izzy is my sister.'”

Aka, the “I fell in love with the pregnant girl across the hall’s brother” AU.

Addicted To You by @imawriteriwrite

Magnus Bane’s the head of his own company. Alec Lightwood is in his last year of law school. They’ve never met but have one thing in common: neither does relationships. Just one night stands. That is until they find themselves matched on a hookup app and suddenly one night is not enough.

Also known as the one where Magnus and Alec meet and think they can have no strings attached sex and not develop feelings.

Alecs Husband by NotEvenThat

Max misses Alec and finally demands that he go with Alec and his friend.. Even if Mom says no.

Amor Aeternus by @lolguess

In a world where the Clave encourages soulbonding you would think Magnus and Alec have it easy.

And Then I Met You by @everydayfandom

Sometimes someone comes along and throws you of your life path. And sometimes that’s not such a bad thing.

Bibliophile by @dorkberto

Despite what his sister thinks about his non-existent love life, Alec is not in danger of an oncoming descent into recluse crazy cat owner. For one; Church would eat his competitors for Alec’s undivided attention and two; Alec’s a little hung up over Magnus Bane.

Blue storm by @dorkberto

Ragnor was gone.

Ragnor was gone

Bright Lights, Small Town by @lecrit

When Magnus gets to Nashville, Indiana to handle his late mother’s will, he doesn’t expect to be forced to stay there for six months. Six months away from New York and lost in the wildness of the countryside.

It quickly appears that he is going to go through six months of living hell.

The fact that he hates the local veterinarian on sight isn’t helping.

Broken Arrows by @gibberish10

Over his parabatai’s missing, Alec lashes out at everyone, including Magnus Bane, his warlock lover.

Come Undone by @gibberish10

No one has asked him how he felt, but Alec did.

Complete Me by Maleciseverything

“What one loves in childhood stays in the heart forever.” -Mary Jo Putney

Drop It Like It’s Hot by @janoda

Alec tries to deal with people behaving differently since the wedding. He hadn’t counted on Dylan from Accounting.

Fusion by prfctdaze

Magnus gets the surprise of his life when he walks in to Jade Wolf.

Happy Birthday, Beautiful by @themagnusbane

The thing about having lived for centuries is that birthdays are no longer such a big deal. A pity no one told that to Magnus Bane’s party extraordinaire boyfriend: Alec Lightwood.

Hold me tightly by Tchell1

“I thought you had died, Alexander” Magnus finally said as a way of explaining himself “I saw you die”

Hypnotise by highlytrainedfangirl

Alec had a problem. One that was wrapped up in exquisite clothing and dusted in glitter. Alec was quickly realising that being around Magnus was terrible for his composure. Ignoring the fact that he could barely string a sentence together without tripping over his words, he’d discovered a new distraction: magic.

I found God but it wasn’t supposed to be by @intangibel

After closing a particularly spectacular legal case Magnus sends Ragnor a celebratory text only to find himself the victim of autocorrect and having to explain to a very handsome angel (Alec) that he isn’t God, no matter how much he wishes he was right now.

In The Cards by Obssesivecompulsivereadr

Magnus wore cardigans and baggy slacks. He owned two cats, and he lived in a home more suitable for an elderly mundane woman for a reason. He was to remain boring and unsuitable for most associations with people. He did not like attention, no matter how positive it might be. He was to seem eccentric and weird. Living a life focused on magic that was supposed to not exist.

Into You by @darrenchristsupastar

Alec has more layers than we may have previously thought

It’s Time To Lose Your Virginity, Brother Dearest by @themagnusbane

Magnus Bane is a famous stripper, used to pretty boys falling in love with him after one dance. The feeling is hardly ever mutual. But when he meets the freshly turned twenty-one year old Alec lightwood, he can’t take his eyes off him, and they find themselves in love quicker than they expected.

Looking at him by @jainsel-and-the-ships

Alec Lightwood is in love with his best friend and colleague Jace.
Jace is straight and at the moment he’s dating this Clary girl. Alec is certain it won’t last, as all his friend’s previous relationships.
Then there’s Magnus Bane, another co-worker and a man who sure knows how to make Alec feel embarrassed.
Something’s going on between Alec and Magnus.
Something’s going on between Jace and Clary too…

Magic and Rum by NotEvenThat

Shortly after the party, Magnus finds Max in the kitchen.

Make a home out of you by @thealmostrhetoricalquestion

“There is a delicate system in place and you are destroying it, Alexander Lightwood. Unhand my pants.”

“Now there’s a sentence I never thought I’d hear you say. You’re usually encouraging me to put my hands on your pants.”

Morning hair by @lollylokoala

While Magnus was completely aware of the effect Alec had on him, he didn’t know that a tiny little detail in Alec’s morning look could make his heart skipped a beat.

My Heart Smiles by pseudofoucault333 

Magnus is an interior designer who is dreading going to his yearly Christmas party and Alec a waiter who has dealt with more than enough Christmas cheer to last a lifetime. But when the two set eyes on the other across a crowded restaurant are they going to be destined for more when the festive season is over?

My True Love Gave To Me by @imawriteriwrite

Magnus Bane had a plan, a perfect Christmas Eve just like always. Hang out with his friends, bask in the Christmas Spirit. Then everything went wrong.

Now he’s stuck reliving the same day again and again and again. The bright side? Maybe Alec Lightwood isn’t as terrible as Magnus always thought.

Never Stand Between Two Mirrors by @oncethrown

Alec has enough on his plate right now. His parents are furious at him, Magnus Bane is making him feel things he’s trying so hard not to feel, his wedding is coming up, and his world is breaking apart.What he doesn’t need is a fussy mundane version on himself showing up in the Institute basement. What he doesn’t need is Magnus telling him that they’ll just have to wait for Seelie Magic to suck that version of himself back to his own dimension.But since when does Alec get what he needs?

Alternate Dimension Alec gets trapped in the Shadowhunter reality at some point after the “I know you feel what I feel” scene. The gang desperately tries to stop chaos from ensuing. 

Nothing But A Distraction by @actuallyredorchid

Clary doesn’t sneak away when Alec’s on the phone, so Alec accepts Magnus’ invitation to “go out for a drink”.

Off to a bad start by @fangtasticsaphael

“How did you manage to never run into him? He’s always helping with stuff and he’s even been at the institute about three weeks ago to strengthen the wards against further attacks from Valentine,” she replied and looked at her brother incredulously. Alexander scrunched up his nose and shrugged.

“Well, maybe I have better things to do than waiting around to watch some overrated warlock do magic tricks,” he commented a little defensively but it was the truth. He always had something to do and even when they were not out demon hunting, he had either paperwork to do or train.

“Pardon me, but I’m not just some overrated warlock. I’m the High Warlock of Brooklyn and that title is well deserved, if I may say so. And I’m appalled that you refer to my magic as petty tricks. You Nephilim always act to high and mighty, yet you’re constantly in need of some tricks from overrated warlocks to help you out of some unnecessary dilemma,” a foreign voice interjected and Alec whirled around, fingers instinctively curling around his bow to be ready to attack if need be. The owner of the voice was not what Alexander had expected, to be honest.

Oh lover, hold on by @fireblazie

The mask and goggles clatter to the ground. Isabelle makes a choked noise, and Jace whispers, paper-thin, “Alec?”

Magnus stops breathing as Alec’s gaze—cold, dead, and empty—comes to rest impassively on them.

“Who the hell is Alec?”

(Loosely based on Captain America: The Winter Soldier.)

One Show Only by KouriArashi

It’s hard to stay in the closet when the guy you had a one-night stand with two nights ago turns out to be your new partner … but Alec will be damned if he isn’t going to give it a try.

People say crazy things by @ohlafraise

“But what I don’t get is why Magnus cares so much about a random shadowhunter,” Jocelyn said.

Simon winced. “Oh, boy.”

Pick up lines by Gracefanfics

Admittly maybe using pick up lines in the middle of your brother’s rune party was a bad idea.

Or 
A short fic about Alec not having great timing in using pick up lines on Magnus.

Shooting Pool by @malec-is-pretty

Magnus and Alec go on their date and a simple game of pool gets them a little wound up.

Somewhere safe to finally break by onefootintheboilinghotlava

With the war finally over, Magnus had time to be alone and his mind decided to bring up all the things and people he had lost in the war at once. At his own loft, with his two beloved cats sleeping soundly, Magnus broke down……

Tampons and Concealer? By onefootintheboilinghotlava

So Izzy sent Alec to get tampons and concealer…Alec was standing in the drugstore, not even sure where to begin, when a handsome stranger offered to help.

That’s your cue by @theleftboobgrabber

“Keep your hands to yourself,” Alec tells Magnus apropos of nothing.

Magnus frowns. “I’m on the other side of the table!” he protests… not that he wasn’t thinking about some light groping per say, but they’re in public, Alec might not be into it and, while he’s good at concealing it, Magnus does have manners. Sometimes.

My take on Magnus and Alec’s date.

The Choices of the Chosen by KouriArashi

The day after his 21st birthday, Alec is sent to the demonic court as a gladiator, where he makes both friends and enemies … along with meeting Magnus Bane, who doesn’t seem to fit in either category.

The Only Magic I Believe In (Is The Magic I Receive From Loving You) by @delilahbelle

Or, four gifts Alec gives Magnus.

“No one’s ever done anything like that for me before.”

Alec’s face softens. “Well, I’m going to do it for as long as I’m alive. So get used to it.”

The Second Kiss by @simonseroticfriendfiction

“So here we are.” Magnus said, taking a step closer to Alec.

Alec gulped and took a deep breath in through his nose. “Yeah, here we are.” He squeezed his fingers nervously in his fists as he caught Magnus glancing towards his lips. “I-I suppose you want me to kiss you?” He stuttered, voice faltering.

This Christmas (You’re Someone Special) by vulturemonem 

Last Christmas, Magnus Bane had his heart broken.

Again, and again, and again.

And he didn’t think it would be mended anytime soon. He certainly didn’t think he’d be ready to let anybody in. Until a beautiful boy walks into his shop, and steals his breath with shy glances, kind words, and a fantastic coffee machine.

Maybe this Christmas will be better.

Or: In which Camille is awful, Ragnor and Raphael are an old married couple, and Magnus can’t help but be enamoured by Alec Lightwood.

This Night Is Not Forever by @isabellebiwoods

Alec Lightwood is a happily settled down man in a loving, caring relationship. But things weren’t always that way… and once upon a time, Alec used his Valentine’s Day to celebrate the spirit of the night as much as possible.

aka. world inverted legendary lothario alec lightwood

Too Much is Never Enough by Obsessivecompulsivereadr

They are on opposite edges of the same ideal. Alec so young, and Magnus so much older. Alec a blessed acolyte of the Angel, Raziel. Magnus the abandoned son of the Greater Demon, Asmodeus. Magnus with so much more unimportant and irrelevant experience, and Alec with none. They could not be more different if they tried, and yet, they are also the same. A matched set of uncertainty and inability to accept that someone might want them for exactly who they are.

Top Three by @nebulein

So.” Alec flops back onto the bed, sprawled in a lazy heap on his back, sated and boneless. Magnus is already lying on his belly, basking in the afterglow, and he surreptitiously steals closer, burrowing against Alec’s side. “Best sex of my life.”

Magnus hums, resting his head on his arms, revelling in the thrill those words send through him.

“Or, well,” Alec hazardously waves an arm around, “easily in the top three.”

Magnus giggles. He has no idea where that came from. It’s uncharacteristic for him. Magnus Bane, High Warlock of Brooklyn is usually much too dignified to giggle. But then Alec turns his head and grins at Magnus, lopsided and loopy but brilliant, oh so brilliant, warming Magnus from the inside out and maybe this is exactly the kind of situation which calls for a giggle, so Magnus will allow it. Just this once.

“How about you?”

Twenty-One-Year-Old Alec Lightwood by Obsessivecompulsivereadr

Alec tries not to want Magnus, but it goes about as well as all those other things Alec’s tried not to want throughout the years. Which is… badly

Warm In Your Light by @actuallyredorchid

It’s far too easy, letting himself be swept away.

(S02E07 missing scene)

We must choose to reach out and touch by Ambros

Magnus holds out his hand, a silver chain running around his middle finger and wrist, and Alec doesn’t have the time to process it – to think, doesn’t have the time to realise what’s going to happen because he has to take it and he does, electricity dancing through their fingers and down his back and he tries not to think about it, holds out his own hand for Jace and feels unbalanced; he knows Jace’s touch, remembers it from roughing each other up when they were kids even though he tried to forget it, to turn it into a ghost when he understood, but Magnus’ is new and smooth and unassuming and he feels uncomfortable, doesn’t know what to do with it.

Who Ya Gonna Call? By @menckenschrestomethy

“You have to—“

“Help you?” Magnus filled in dryly.

Or: The Six Times Magnus helped someone, and the one time they try to help him

Will you be my best friend? Will you be my last? by @lightwoodlesbians

or the 'you pretended to be my partner bc my ex wouldn’t stop talking to me’ au

You Are Certainly My Poison of Choice by iktwabrokenbone

So there he was. Midnight, at a party. Preparing himself to do something with a guy. To spend one night getting all of this- this unspeakable desire out of his system. He needed to forget it before he made a mistake and ruined his career, his chances of becoming Head of the New York Institute.
 

(Alec’s panic attacks were getting worse and worse and maybe if he spent one night with a guy he could get it out of his system, and he could forget being gay and loving Jace. But nothing went that smoothly, so of course Alec’s one night stand had to be Magnus Bane, and they had to keep bumping into each other. It wasn’t like Alec wanted to understand his emotions, anyway.)

Tumblr played with me and there are some blogs that doesn’t show and there are some authors that I couldn’t find them here. So sorry.

Crowd silencing quotes from cartoons
  • Avatar the Last Airbender: "You might have everyone else here buying your ... transformation, but you and I both know you've struggled with doing the right thing in the past. So let me tell you something, right now. You make one step backward, one slip-up, give me one reason to think you might hurt Aang, and you won't have to worry about your destiny anymore. Because I'll make sure your destiny ends right then and there. Permanently."
  • Over the Garden Wall: "At least wait until the storm dies down a bit. You'll be no good to your brother dead." "I was never any good to him alive, either."
  • Gravity Falls: "You really aren't gonna thank me, are you? Fine. On one condition: you stay away from the kids; I don't want them in danger. 'Cause as far as I'm concerned, they're the only family I have left."
  • Adventure Time: "... if I do things... if I do things that hurt anyone, please, please forgive me! Just... watch over me until I can find my way out of this labyrinth in my brain and regain my sanity! And then maybe Betty, my princess... maybe you will love me again... please love me again, Betty!!"
  • Steven Universe: "What do you know about my Mom?! I DIDN'T EVEN GET TO KNOW MY MOM! But I do know, she saw beauty in everything! Even in stuff like this, and even in jerks like you!"
  • Legend of Korra: "Don't pretend you know what it felt like! The Avatar is adored by millions! I was cast aside by my own parents like I meant nothing to them. How could I just stand by and watch the same thing happen to my nation, when it needed someone to guide it?"
  • Lilo and Stitch: "But if you want to leave, you can. I'll remember you, though. I remember everyone that leaves."
  • Rick and Morty: "That - out there - that's my grave. On one of our adventures, Rick and I basically destroyed the whole world. So we bailed on that reality and we came to this one, because in this one, the world wasn't destroyed, and in this one, we were dead. So we came here and we buried ourselves and we took their place. And every morning, Summer, I eat breakfast twenty yards away from my own rotting corpse. I'm a version of your brother you can trust when he says 'don't run'. Nobody exists on purpose, nobody belongs anywhere, everybody's gonna die. Come watch T.V.?"
  • Courage the Cowardly Dog: "There's no such thing as 'perfect'. You're beautiful as you are, Courage. With all your imperfections, you can do anything."
I Just Want You All To Myself Tate Langdon x Reader

Words: 3,213

Request: @multihxe :Could you do a Tate imagine where he gets jealous because y/n was having a study session with some boy from school and the boy was getting a little too close to her??

Description: You invite a boy over to study and it starts going south, espcially with Tate.

Author’s Note: @multihxe I hope this is what you wanted!! I apologize if it is far from ehat you wanted! Requests are open! Enjoy reading. XOXO

2011

I had just moved to the infamous Murder House in Los Angeles, California, a couple months ago. It wasn’t as bad as I thought moving across the country and starting brand new. The reason why my family and I moved was because my dad had an affair on my mom. My mom isn’t happy. I know that is because anytime my dad tries to hold her hand she takes her hand away from his. Also if he enters the room she has to be at the other side of the room so that there isn’t any arguments. I just don’t get why they don’t just get a divorce. I mean seriously they are both unhappy in their marriage. Even though my mom still says they love each other. I could actually care less. i have someone in my life who loves and cares for me. His name is Tate Langdon. He is one of my dad’s patients. My dad is a psychiatrist. I didn’t really care if he was crazy. At least he is seeking help to get better. It was all really fate how we met. I was just walking downstairs and I bumped into him while going to the kitchen. It was awkward it was just us staring into our eyes. He then broke  the tension by laughing. I muttered a ‘Sorry’ and he said ‘Don’t me.’ I guess what they say is true. Love at first sight is real, well for me and Tate that is. There was something wrong with Tate though. The thing is that he is dead. I don’t care though. He admitted to all the wrong things he has done and I couldn’t be happier.

Originally posted by a-sky-full-of-stars-x

Anyways I was at school at Westfield and was getting my books to go to my next class. I closed my locker shut. When I did there was a jock right behind where the locker was.

“Hey (Y/N)!” Jacob said.

“Hi Jacob. Would you mind getting out of the way for me to go to my next class.” I said while rolling my eyes.

“Oh, come on. Don’t be like that (Y/N). I just want to talk!” He said.

“What do you want to talk about? You better talk fast because you have thirty seconds.” I said.

“Okay well you know that big science test we have?” I shook my head yes.”Well I was wondering if maybe I could go to your house and we could have a study session? Maybe you could help me ace it?” He asked.

“Okay. Meet me at my house at four, okay?” I said not really wanting to let him come over.

“Thanks (Y/N)! You’re the best!” Jacob goes to kiss my cheek but I put my hand infront of my face before he could. 

“Sorry but none of that!” I said then he awkwardly left. I went to my last period of the day, Science. Jacob was staring at me the whole time during class. “How am I supposed to help him study if he isn’t paying attention at all?” I mentally groaned. The bell rung and I rushed to get out of the classroom before Jacob could approach me. I arrived at my locker and I grabbed my science textbook and notes to help me study with Jacob. I quickly packed it in my backpack and I ran out the school doors before Jacob could once again approach me. I walk to my car and unlock it. I got in and drove to my house. I quickly got out of my car seeing that both my parents were still out of town for a day trip. I rushed inside to see what time it was and it was three fifteen. I let a sigh out of my mouth as I knew that Jacob wasn’t going to be here soon. 

“Hey babe!” Tate said. His voice startled me and I jumped landing in strong arms knowing that it was Tate. 

“Hey!” I said and turned around in his arms to see his face. He let go of the frip he had on me and put his arms around my waist while I put my hands on both of his cheeks. “I missed you so much today Tate. Why do you have to be isolated here?” I whined.

“I don’t know but it is worth it to see you come home and be able to be with you as soon as possible. I missed you too.” He said then kissed my forehead. He brought his face closer to mine and I stepped on my tippy toes and kissed him. We had a little make out session in the kitchen but I didn’t care. There was no one there to see it.  I broke apart and went to look at the kitchen timer and saw that it was three fifty-eight.

“Oh my gosh! Tate you have got to disappear like now!” I said.

“Why whats going on? Are your parents here?” Tate asked.

“No. I have a friend coming over for a study session.” I said.

“So? I would love to meet them. I think it is about time that you tell your friends that you have a boyfriend.” Tate said.

“Yeah and then whta would happen if they wanted a double date and NOT on Halloween, huh?” I said.

“And that is why you are the smart one in this relationship.” He said.

“Tate, can you PLEASE just disappear?” I begged.

“Okay. I love you” He said.

“I love you too.”I smiled and pecked his lips but then he grabbed my neck and started kissing me more.

“TATE!” I said by being muffled by his lips on mine.

“Okay fine. Bye.” He smiled and said.

Originally posted by anchosixx

Then I blinked my eyes and he was gone. I heard the doorbell ring and I rushed to answer it.

“Hi Jacob.” I said while letting him in.

“Hi (Y/N)! How are you today?” Jacob said and smiled cheekly.

“Are we ready to study?” I said wanting to get this study session over with. 

“Yep.” Jacob responded.

“Alright. Follow me.” I said. I closed and locked the door and we walked up my staircase to my room. “Here you can set your bookbag next to my desk on the right.” I said.

“Okay!” He said while putting his bookbag down. I pointed to the two chairs at my desk as saying to sit down here. Jacob did but only after he pulled my chair out. 

“Oh, thanks.” I said while sitting down.

“Anything for the lady.” He said. I mentally prayed hoping Tate wasn’t lurking in the corner watching all of what was happening. Little did I know that that was exactly happening. I soon let that thought slip my mind  and that was the worst thing to do. I saw Jacob looking through his bookbag over and over again.

“What is wrong?” I asked.

“I might have accidentally left my science stuff in my locker.” He said looking down embarrased.

“Okay. I guess we will just have to share.” I said 

“Okay. Sorry.” He said.

“It’s fine.” I said. I started to read section by section. When I was done with a paragraph I would ask him if I needed to explain anything to him and he would usually say yes.

“Can I say something before you continue reading?” He asked.

“Sure.” I said not sure of what he was going to say.

“You are really cute when you are explaining this stuff to me.” He said.

“Um, I think you should know that I have a boyfriend.” I said.

“Well he isn’t here so that means I can do this.” He said.

“That means you can do w—” I tried to ask but his lips met mine and struggled to pull him away from me. He put his hand around my neck and pulled me closer. I couldn’t escape. I started to kiss back. We parted and started to kiss again. My thoughts soon interrupted me. ‘(Y/N)! Are you kidding me? YOU HAVE TATE! STOP KISSING JACOB NOW!’

“Stop! I shouldn’t be doing this. I think it is a good thing for you to leave now.” I said standing up and taking charge.

“Why? I thought you liked me.” He said.

“No! I have a boyfriend! That I am happily with!” I said. Jacob stood up and started approaching me.

“Oh come on don’t be like that!” He grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer to him. We were just inches apart when Tate barged in the door.

“HEY! HANDS OFF OF HER!” Tate yelled. Everything happened so fast. The next thing I know is Jacob is on the ground with Tate on top of him, beating Jacob to a pulp.

“TATE! STOP!” I yelled making Tate stop and look at me.”Run Jacob!” JAcob got up and ran for his life and I heard the front door slam shut and let out the breath I was holding.

“Tate! Why did you do that?” I asked yelling.

“He had his hands all over you! I wasn’t going to let him touch you like that!”

“Yes but I had it undercontrol! I was going to stop him until you barged in and trampled him!” I said.

“YOU DID NOT HAVE IT UNDERCONTROL!” He yelled.

“I DID! IF YOU WOULD HAVE WAITED JUST FOR A COUPLE SECONDS! WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO JEALOUS?” I yelled.

“I AM NOT JEALOUS!” Tate said.

“YOU SO ARE! When my guy friend came over here you lurked in the corner and when he just reached over me you started yelling your head off at him. It’s like if a guy just looked at me then you would kill him!” I said.

“Oh I’m sorry that I can’t be protective of my GIRLFRIEND!” 

“WHAT YOU ARE DOING IS NOT PROTECTION, IT IS JUST YOU GETTING JEALOUS!” I yelled.

“I JUST LOVE YOU! Is that a crime?” He yelled but then started to cry. “I just love you!” Then he started to cry even harder. Then it made me cry.

Originally posted by paradise-broken

“Yes but what you do isn’t what I want. I don’t want to become your…property.” I said with my voice being choked up.

“Then what are you going to do then (Y/N)?” He said.

“I’m going to do something I never dreamed of.” I said while crying and shutting my eyes.

“No please (Y/N). Don’t do what I think you’re going to do.” He pleaded.

“Go away.” I whispered with my eyes shut. When I gained confidence I said it again but louder.”GO AWAY!” I yelled. I opened my eyes adn i didn’t see Tate anymore. I collapsed to the ground and tried to keep my body from shaking.

Originally posted by nxtafraidtofly

“I’m sorry (Y/N). I love you.” Tate said but I couldn’t hear it. 

The next few days were awful. I didn’t have anything to look forward to when I came home. But i still didn’t want to see him. I want to wait for a little bit. I want him to rethink what he is doing that made me do this to him. My parents started to travel more without me. I was just home alone moping wanting to feel him around me but I knew that it was to early. I was doing this to save our relationship and maybe start again or begin where we left off.

October, Four Months After

I think I am going to let Tate back into my life now. I walked around my house on October 7 calling out his name. I went to the basement.

“Tate? I’m ready now. I’m ready to pick up our relationship. I miss you too much.” I said while walking around. I finally saw him come out of the shadows and I started to cry when I saw his tear stained face with a tear trickiling down.

Originally posted by n-e-v-e-r-m-0-r-3

“(Y/N). Is that you? Really you?” Tate asked.

“Yes baby its really me.” I said. I start running towards him and he picks me up and twirls me around. “I missed you so much. I am sorry for doing that to you but I had to let you know what you were doing and how it bothered me.” I said letting him know the reason.

“I know the time you spent away from me allowed me to think about what was wrong with me. What I was doing wasn’t love it was crazy obsession jealousy. I am so sorry.” He said.

“It’s okay. I forgive. I thank you for protecting me Tate. I love you.” I pulled away from the embrace we found ourselves in.

Originally posted by un--creative

“I love you (Y/N). I care about your feelings more than mine and I am thankful that you gave me a wake up call if I continued what I was doing.” Tate said. I pulled his neck down to mine and we kissed. We kissed for a long time and it was full of passion and longing for each other.

After that day everything was back to normal. It was the day before Halloween and Tate had told me to go downstairs to the basement. I did.

“Tate?” I said and then turned to walk facing away from the stairs. I turned around I was met with a man in a black suit. “TATE!” I yelled backing away but the man just started walking towards me. “TATE!” I was pressed against the staircase as the man was infront of me pressed against me. All of a sudden I heard him laughing. He unzipped his cap and it was Tate.

“YOU JERK!” I yelled and pushed him.

“I scared you.” He teased.

“Did not.” He then leaned closer to my head and we kissed. 

“I really didn’t scare you?” he said as we pulled apart.

“I said no. When are we going to go on a real date?” I asked.

“On Halloween. That’s the only day of the year where I am allowed out of this house.”

“Okay!” I said and pecked his cheek. “What did you want me to come down here.” I asked.

“Oh right! I got you this rose.” Tate said as he handed it to me. I gladly took it. “I painted it black, I know how you don’t like normal things.”

Originally posted by rainbowsnowlight

“I think this is the sweetest thing that a boy has ever done for me. Thank you.” I stood on my tippy toes and kissed on the lips. We broke apart. “Is that it? I have to go back to do my homework if thats all.”

“Yes thats it. I love you.” 

“I love you too. See you tomorrow for our date.” I winked and started to walk upstairs to my bedroom. 

Halloween Night

Tonight is when Tate and I were going to go on our date. I got ready for it. I didn’t know where we were going but I knew that anything was going to be perfect with him. A knock came on my door and I opened it to see Tate.

“Are you ready for our date?” He asked.

“Of course I am! Where are we going?” I asked.

“Somewhere that I loved to go when I was in high school, where i could let all the stress free from my head when times got tough.” 

“Okay! Do I need to bring anything extra?”

“Nope. If it gets cold you have me to warm you up.” He warmly smiled. We exited the house and started to walk. It was a good fifteen minute walk and then we reached our destination, the beach. We walked over to the lifeguard booth and I sat down on a concrete wall. When I had just sat down I felt my phone buzzing. I took out my phone and I saw that it was my mom calling. 

“(Y/N) where are you?” my mom said frantically.

“I’m just hanging with friends.” I said and looked where Tate was and he was fooling around on the lifeguard ‘porch’. “I’m sorry i should have called or left a note. Is this the part where you make me come home?” I said praying it wasn’t.

“Are you safe?”

“I swear.” 

“Are you having fun?”

“Yeah.”

“Was there anything that happened while we were gone?”

“There was some banging but I think it was just some little kids playing a prank.” I felt something on my neck and I realized that it was Tate.

“I want you home in an hour.”

“Okay. All right. Bye.” I tried to hang up quickly so I could spend more time with Tate. I finally hung up.

“Who was that?” Tate asked and stopped kissing my neck.

“My mom.” I smiled.

“Oh.” He said. Then he leaned closer to me and kissed me. We pulled apart and we walked down to the beach. When we reached the sand I layed down and he got on top of me and started kissing me again.

Originally posted by oobandsoo

We eventually stopped not wanting to get any further. He sat up with me and put his arm around me. He got up and light a fire. Then he returned and sat next to me, pulling me close. I rested my head against his.

“I used to come here when the world would close in and got so small I couldn’t breathe. I’d used to look out in the ocean and think, ‘Yo, scum bag, high school counts for jack. Kurt Cobain, Quentin Tarantino, Brando, De Niro, Pacino.” I looked at him as he turned his head to look at me. “All high school dropouts. I hated high school.  So I’d come out here and I’d look at this vast, limitless exspanse. And it’s like, thats your life, man. You can do anything. You can be anything. Screw high school. That’s…that’s just a blip in your timeline. Don’t get stuck there.” He looked at me and I leaned my head on his.

“Very knowledgable Tate. I love you.” I looked at him and kissed him.

“I love you too.” He said when we pulled apart. 

“Tate, can I ask you something?” I asked.

“Anything.” Tate responded.

“Why would you get so jealous?” I said with my head leaning in his. He took in a deep breath.

“I would get so jealous because I saw what it did to my parents when my dad didn’t care. When he would just let go. They were so much in love until he stopped caring. I didn’t want that to happen to us. I love you too much but to be completley honest it was because I just want you all to myself. I don’t want to share you. I want you to be with me and only me.” He said and then kissed me deeply.

“I understand Tate. I don’t want that to happen to us either. I will love you forever.”

“I will too.” 

That night was filled with love. I didn’t want whatever happened to Tate’s parents to happen to us.  I wouldn’t allow that but I understand why he reacted that way and I can’t say I blame him. I will spend forever with him. No. Matter. What.

Originally posted by dreamer-with-nightmares

Unknown Parts (Gaston)- Part One

Originally posted by luuuuuke-evans


Pairing: Gaston x OC

Warnings: None

A/N: I know I say this every single time I write someone new, but he was hard to pin down! I definitely went off the live action version, as I felt he had this vulnerable, sweet side to him that appeared once in a while. IDK. Part two isn’t written yet, but I’ll get there. In the meantime, enjoy

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There was a place near the western end of the village where you could see the sunset perfectly. A place where the houses and shops petered off and there was nothing but a deep, green valley with purple, snow capped mountains in the distance. From there, I could watch as the sky turned a miraculous shade of dusty pink and the sun sank lower and lower beneath the horizon. Stars would then slowly emerge to replace its light. I never got tired of watching. Some people would scoff and say, ‘once you’ve seen one sunset, you’ve seen them all’. But that wasn’t true at all. Each one was different. Maybe only subtly so, but still. The colors were never quite the same. Which maybe explained why I was having such a hard time capturing it in paint or chalk.

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This is it (S.M.)

Based off prompts 2- Don’t forget me when you’re gone, and 30- Why can’t you love me like you love her?

Description: Y/n is Shawn’s best friend, and has been since the first grade, when they’re a year out of high school and Shawn now has a girlfriend, he has an important decision to make between them. He knows his girlfriend, Maya, is nothing but toxic for him, shes practically ruining his good boy physique. When y/n tries to tell him he needs to stop seeing her what will his decision be?

I kind of really want to do a part two to this. Let me know what you think and I will!


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goodbye, love | jeff atkins

Originally posted by itsme-hannahbaker

  • jeff atkins x y/n
  • 1.1k words 
  • not requested bc I’ve been on a year long hiatus lmao 
  • ( i might open requests again) 

[13 reasons why spoilers]


i almost went to the store with jeff that night.

it could’ve been both of us.

or maybe just me.

but it was him. 

they said the accident was due to drunk driving.

he was sober.

no one thought to run a toxicology test.


his parents think he died a drunk man.

his parents confide in me.

and i them.


i haven’t told them that he was sober.

i know something they don’t.

his parents asked me to speak at his funeral.

here we are.

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ID #42152

Name: Georgia
Age: 17
Country: England

Ok so I already submitted one of these but I left a ton out. I’m such a pain.
Ok well for starters, I’m a huge believer in feminism (intersectional, duh) and just equal rights for everyone in general. I definitely won’t tolerate any kind of racism, sexism, xenophobia, homophobia, transphobia etc.
I’m also an avid reader/film watcher/music listener. My favourites are…
Film: perks of being a wallflower, la la land, love rosie, and begin again
Music: ed sheeran, dodie clark, lewis watson, haim, the staves (but I listen to pretty much everything)
Books: literally anything Holly Bourne has written, Looking for Alaska, Eleanor and Park, and a whole bunch of others.
That being said, I will read/watch/listen to pretty much anything anyone recommends.
Aside from that, I’m also a huge fan of hockey (toronto maple leafs(!!) & new york rangers mostly), musicals (my faves atm being hamilton and heathers), cats, poetry, writing, and learning languages. I’m only fluent in English but I can write and speak pretty decent French and German, I know some Spanish and I’m trying to learn Swedish

The idea of having friends all over the world has intrigued me for a long time, and I think having a penpal would just be so cool! I would prefer to email (at least at the beginning) as my parents are a tad skeptical about me giving my email address to strangers, but I’d love to ‘snail mail’ at some point in the future!

There’s probably tons I left out again but oh well.

Hope you’re having a nice day wherever you are :)

Preferences: Relatively close to my age, maybe 16-20. As I mentioned before, no racists, sexist, transphobes, xenophobes, homophobes, etc. You don’t have to be a feminist, but please no anti-feminists. Other than that, I have no preferences about country, religion, or sexuality as that doesn’t change the value of anyone’s friendship :)

Simon Imagine - Official

REQUESTED: ‘a simon imagine where he meets your parents for the first time’

I parked the car. Instantly my head turned to Simon, who looked slightly paled and nervous in the passenger seat.

“Simon, don’t be nervous okay. They’re gonna love you honestly they’re not hard to please.”

Taking my hand in his I rubbed my thumb across his knuckles for reassurance. His face softened.

“I hope so.”

“I know so. They’ve seen some of your videos! They practically already know you.”

“That makes it worse,” he squirmed. “I don’t know what they’ve seen, that’s so…cringey.”

“Simon, my parents are extremely laidback okay, I promise you they’ll love you.” I lowered my voice slightly. “I think more than anything they’re just happy to see me bring back somebody new, after all this time.”

It was his turn to comfort me, pulling me on top of him in the passenger seat as he rubbed my hair.

“Don’t think about it, Y/n. Let’s go in okay. I’ll make the best impression possible.”

As we clambered out of the car I took his hand. Our eyes met and he smiled briefly. Without us even needing to knock, the door opened, revealing my Mum.

“And you must be Simon!”

She engulfed him in a large hug. A giggle fell from my lips as Simon stumbled back in surprise at my Mum’s affection. He caught his balance and returned the gesture, wrapping his arms around her back. The next to greet him was my stepdad.

“So you’re Simon, it’s nice to meet you. Don’t worry: I’m not as full on as my wife is.”

They all laughed as the two boys exchanged a hand shake. We stood in the hall for about ten minutes, my mum cooing over poor Simon, my stepdad wanting to ask questions. Eventually I noticed his exhaustion.

“Alright Mum, how about we go and start on the dinner?”

“That sounds lovely darling,” she smiled a warm grin; suddenly I felt an intense wave of love. “Let’s leave the men to it!”

Pecking Simon on the cheek quickly I followed my mum into the kitchen. Instantly she assigned me to chopping vegetables, just like I’d done as a child.

“The dinner’s nearly ready love.”

“That’s good Mum. So…what did you think?”

A feeling of nerves arised from my stomach and I pushed them back down. It wasn’t that I was scared of what she would think of Simon, because I knew she loved him already. It was just the idea of introducing someone to my parents again. This made it official, and I loved Simon, but I hated the prospect of maybe getting my heart broken once again.

“He’s lovely! So handsome in real life, a charmer. He’s tall, isn’t he?”

She turned to look at me, noticing my unsatisfied stare. For a second she put down the cooking equipment and touched my shoulder.

“Darling he’s a keeper, this one. You’ve done so well to let someone back in, and you couldn’t have done a better job of picking who. I’m so so proud of you love. This is a future thing, I can already tell.”

Tears surfaced in my eyes and I blinked them away, pulling my Mum into a hug. Her smile was warm against my neck, her comforting, motherly scent making me feel nostalgic.

“I really love him, Mum.” I whispered.

“And he you, darling, it’s clear. Now go, you, and tell them both dinner’s nearly ready.”

Complying with her request I exited the room, heading towards the living room where Simon and my stepdad sat. As I approached the door I heard the deep, soft sounds of their voices, as if they were talking intensely. I stopped to listen.

“So you’re serious about her, then?”

“Couldn’t be more serious Sir. I love her, I’m certain of it. I’ve never loved anyone before but I know that I love her.”

“That’s warming to here son. Be careful with her. Although I’m certain that I don’t need to tell you that.” I furrowed my eyebrows together, unsure of where the conversation was going. “Do you think you’ll marry her one day?”

“I hope to, Sir.”

My eyes widened. Again, I tried to surpress tears. He wants to marry me?! Do i want to marry him? Of course I do. I love him, so much.

“Well I would love to see it happen. I think you’re a great man, Simon. I can’t think of anyone greater for my daughter.”

My heart softened in my chest. Part of me didn’t ever wanna enter the room, too scared of disrupting this beautiful conversation, however I walked in anyway.

“Dinner’s being served.” I mumbled at their knowing smiles.

My stepdad stood first, patting my arm lightly as he left the room. Then came Simon.

“What did you think?” I asked, looking up to meet his eye as he wrapped his arms around my waist, pressing a kiss on my forehead.

“Y/n, I love them, and I love you. All there is to it.”

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Request from Anon: Can you do a short story where the reader tells Draco that she’s pregnant, but she’s a Hufflepuff and Draco is scared to tell his parents? Please? Thank you!

Thanks for the request, this was cool to write!

Originally posted by daz-zling-bling

“Draco,” You shook your boyfriend’s shoulder as you found him in the library. He whipped around, noticing the tears streaming down your face immediately. “What are you doing out of the hospital wing?” He asked with worry on his face as he stood up to put his hands on your shoulders. “We need to talk.” You whispered, your eyes beginning to well up again. You noticed Pansy and Blaise look up with confusion on their face as they shot each other a glance, you couldn’t tell what it meant but you also didn’t care. Draco nodded as he left his friends to follow you out into the hallway. Draco had made you go to see Madam Pomfrey this morning because you’d been sick, and nearly passed out. You’d never expected it’d be this, though, and you had no idea how you were going to deal with it; you and Draco were only seventeen.

“What’s wrong, love?” Draco asked, his tone urgent yet confused. You took a gulp of air, taking a few moments to collect what you were going to say, just like Madam Pomfrey had done for you. “I’m pregnant, Draco.” Draco gulped, looking down at the floor. You saw a small tear escape his eye and saw him sniffle a bit. “Are you sure?” He asked, looking you in the eye for the first time. “Madam Pomfrey told me this afternoon. I’m so sorry.” You replied, finally collapsing into tears. For the first time, you’d finally let yourself properly cry; you’d teared up and let a few tears escape but you hadn’t fully broken down. Draco held you in his arms, rubbing your back as he remained silent, resting his head against your neck. 

“What are we going to do? My parents will go insane when they find out. You know how they reacted when I told them you were a Hufflepuff. I don’t want to get rid of it, we made this, I’ll love it more than anything, but my family - they’ll never talk to me again.” Draco uttered out, and for the first time today you thought that maybe this wasn’t such a terrible thing. “I don’t want to get rid of it either, but this was going to happen somewhere along the line, right?” Draco nodded his head, his eyes red from crying. “Then I think that after your parents realise this was going to happen anyway, they’ll accept it, even if I’m a Hufflepuff. Besides, I’m sure Narcissa will love having a mini Draco around.” You try to convince Draco and yourself as well. 

“But I’m scared Y/N..” Draco trailed off, beginning to tear up again. “It’s okay love, because I’ll be right there beside you the whole time. And guess what?” Draco shrugged his shoulders, wiping his eyes. You took his hand, placing it on your flat stomach that you’d now found out was carrying your future. “They’ll be here, too.” Draco cracked a smile, pulling you into his arms. “This is really real, isn’t it?” Draco whispered into your ear as he placed a kiss on your neck. You sighed, wrapping your arms around his neck as you held him. “Indeed.”

“I love you, Y/N.” Draco declares, pulling away so that you can look each other in the eyes. “I love you too Draco.” Draco bends down, placing a kiss on your abdomen. “I love you, too.” 

This will probably be my last drawing on here. I’m really sorry to say that I’m going to be leaving. I think this is the best decision for me. I have a lot of personal things that I need to be focused on and I don’t think I’ll be able to pay much attention to my Acrylic Truffles accounts. Basically what I mean by this is that I’m going to be inactive on my Insta and Tumblr. THANK YOU to everyone who made my time on here so much fun!! You guys are SO amazing and sweet and kind and I’m going to miss all of you. I don’t know for how long or if I’ll ever come back. Who knows? Maybe I’ll post a drawing from time to time. Please understand that this is MY decision. No, my parents are not forcing me to give up the account. No, my school friends are not forcing me to hide the account. I chose to do this. I love you all and I’m sorry this is happening so suddenly. Thank you again for all the love❤️❤️❤️ Bye for now.

A Housemaid - Part 5

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Originally posted by mvssmedia

Genre: Fluff

Characters: Kim Taehyung x You

Word Count: 1.8K

Plot: You haven’t heard from Taehyung ever since the party, and you doubt you ever will since you’ve stopped working as a housemaid for the Kim’s.

(Y/N) = Your Name


You felt so stupid. To think that there was the slightest possibility of you and Taehyung ending up happily together in the end, was probably the dumbest thought you have ever had.

You didn’t know it at the time, but the reason for getting butterflies when he came near you or feeling so shy– it was because you liked him. And you thought he felt the same way when he kissed you. That was before you overheard the conversation he had with his parents.

You were mad, sad, confused, and embarrassed, all at the same time.  You don’t know why you felt the way you did because their words were all true. But you just kept thinking about that night, and all the emotions took over your thoughts.

Taehyung kissed you, that had to have meant something, otherwise, why would he do it? And he didn’t agree with his parents, but he didn’t really defend you either. Either way, whether it meant something or not, it was too late. You will always be the maid girl– too poor for anyone like Taehyung.

You were in your room. In fact, you’ve been in your room since you’ve stopped working at for the Kims’. Since your mother got back, you weren’t needed to take her place anymore. Without work– or Taehyung, there was nothing for you to do except to mope around in your room all day.

“Honey–” your mother called from outside of your room.

You never told her exactly what happened between you and Taehyung. You didn’t tell her the good or the bad. But you figured she probably has some clue. She was your mother after all. She knew you would like Taehyung before you even met him.

“Lunch is ready,” she said.

“No thanks, I’m not hungry” you called out back.

You were too upset to even move. All you wanted to do was stay in your bed and do nothing. And when you meant nothing, you meant literally nothing. You didn’t even want to be awake because when you were awake in your room alone, you were left alone with your thoughts. And because you were so upset, the only thing you kept thinking about was Taehyung, whom of which you didn’t want to think of.

“Okay honey,” your mother said from outside your door. “If you need me, I’ll be in the backyard, gardening.”

You heard her footsteps slowly get quieter and soon disappear. You buried your head in your pillow and tried to fall asleep for a nap.

Just as you about to doze off, you heard a faint knock coming from your front door. You waited for your mother to answer it, but you remembered that she was in the backyard.

You waited for the knocking to stop, hoping the person would just leave, but they didn’t.

Annoyed, you got out of your bed and walked to the window to see who the culprit was. You couldn’t see them from your view, and the knocking still didn’t stop, you had no choice but to answer the door.

You practically stomped to your front door. You were angry that you had to get out of your bed and angry at how annoying the person was.

When you got to the door, you turned the knob and swung the door open harshly, ready to tell whoever was on the other side to get lost. But when you opened the door, you felt embarrassed and surprised to see Taehyung.

“Taehyung?” You expressed in a shocked manner.

When you opened the door, his face seemed as if let off a bit of relief. He stood at your door awkwardly. He was dressed nice, in a dress shirt and pants and his hair was parted in the middle. He looked so beautiful, while there you stood in front of him in your pajamas and bed hair.

“Um, w-what are you doing here?” You asked nervously.

Taehyung looked away from you and started looking everywhere but you. He opened his mouth, but closed it again, only to say nothing. He gulped and quickly grabbed something from his back pocket and handed it to you without a word.

“What’s this?” You asked, taking the envelope slowly from his hand.

“Uh, it’s your check…”

You looked up from the check that was in your hands to slowly look up at Taehyung. You don’t know why, but a check was the last thing you thought it would be and you were disappointed to find out that it was just that.

“Thanks,” you said in the most monotone voice ever.

Taehyung gave you a small side grin, still not looking at you, and you faked a soft smile back. Then you grasped the edge of the door, ready to close it and put an end to what was too much for you to handle, but Taehyung stopped it.

“Open it,” he said. He finally looked at you.

“Wh– no,”

You didn’t want to open your check in front of him because, technically speaking, he was the one who paid you. Did he want to see if you were satisfied with the amount of money you got or something? It would be too awkward.

“Just open it,” Taehyung insisted.

He looked deep into your eyes and gave you a look that made you feel almost sad.

You squinted your eyes at him and sighed. Not knowing what else to do, you opened it.

You lifted the envelope flap and the first thing you saw was a white sheet of paper. You pulled it out to see that there was writing on it. You glanced at it, not reading anything, then looked up at Taehyung with a confused look. You opened your mouth to ask him what it was, but he cut you off before you could.

“Read it,” he said, shifting his eyes away from you.

You looked away from Taehyung and back to the paper.

Regret:  to feel sad or sorry about (something that you did or did not do): to have regrets about (something),” you read out loud.

You furrowed your brows as you re-read the card silently in your head. You didn’t understand what it meant. It was just a simple definition.

“I don’t get it,”  you simply said as you waved the paper in the air.

“My fear,” Taehyung said.

His Adam’s apple got larger as he gulped, and that’s when you remembered. Taehyung’s biggest fear was the feeling of regret.

“Taehyung–”

“(Y/N), I’m sorry. I regret everything.” Taehyung lowered his eyes towards yours and frowned as he spoke each word.

“I regret that on the night that I met you, I just left you alone with my mom. I regret never walking you out every night when I knew you hated the dark or insisting on giving you a ride home. I regret not talking to you and acting like you were just a housemaid when my parents were around. You’re not.”

“Tae–”

“I regret never inviting my friends over to meet you just because I was too stupid to realize how much they would’ve loved you. I regret not calling you when you left because I missed your voice and your laughter every day.”

Taehyung stepped a bit closer to you and you looked away from him, not knowing what to say or think. Every word that came out of his mouth made you remember how bad he hurt you.

You felt like you were about to cry, but you were stopping yourself. You didn’t want to look like his words were affecting you, even though they were.

Taehyung stepped closer to you again and you could feel your heart beat like it used to. You hung your head low and he swept the pieces of hair that fell behind your ear. That’s when you felt the tears fill up your eyes.

“(Y/N),” he said, gently. “I regret that I didn’t defend you when my parents said all that crap that wasn’t true. You’re not just a housemaid. You’re my friend–”

He picked up your hands and held them in his. You felt his thumb brush against your hands and you felt butterflies all over again.

“–But most importantly, (Y/N),” he paused for a bit, and you waited for him to finish his sentence. You could practically hear his gulp.

“I regret not telling you I loved you– that I love you.”

You shot your head up to look at him. You weren’t expecting him to say what he did, but he did.

What?” You gasped to him very quietly.

Taehyung smiled when you looked at him with confusion. He didn’t reply, instead, he pulled you close to him and brought his lips down to yours.

You were shocked by his action, but it felt so right. It felt as if Taehyung was craving your lips like you’ve been apart for years. It felt like everything was just perfect and that you’d live happily ever after together. But you knew that wouldn’t happen.

You pulled yourself away from Taehyung’s hold and looked at his confused, almost heartbroken face.

“Taehyung,” you sighed. “Your parents… they wouldn’t allow this–”

“Don’t worry about them, (Y/N)” he said softly, not wanting you to cry again.

“They’re your parents. What about the business or your family name?”

You didn’t want to think about his parents, or how much money they had because it only showed how much you weren’t supposed to be with Taehyung.

“I’ll change my name. I’ll take yours,” he persuaded. The words that came out of his mouth sounded like a joke, but the way he said it sounded serious. “(Y/N), you’re like my other half. I could barely last a week without you, I don’t know what I’d do if you were out of my life for good.”

Taehyung could see the worry in your eyes and could tell you still weren’t convinced.  

“My mom loves you, (Y/N). She talks about you all the time– it’s really annoying, actually.”

You chuckled. You missed Taehyung’s mother, she was so friendly and kind.

“My dad just cares about the business and money. I don’t even think he cares that much about me,” he laughed, even though the words he spoke of were kind of depressing.

He stepped towards you again, pulling you into a gentle, warm hug. “I want to be with you forever, (Y/N). Nothing else matters. Not my status, my family name, my parents, nothing. All that matters is the fact that I’m in love with you.”

You smiled at his words and embraced his giant bear hug.

Even though you knew it would be difficult to be with Taehyung, he made it feel like everything will be okay, and maybe it will. The worse thing that could happen would be his father disowning Taehyung, but that was unlikely. You knew Taehyung would fight for your love, and you would too.  You were happy that Taehyung was back in your life, as your friend, and as something greater.

“Taehyung…” you said with your face buried into his chest.

Taehyung stopped playing with your hair and moved his hands to your cheeks. He lifted your head up and looked down at you, grinning widely.

“I love you too.”


Thanks for reading everyone! This was our first series and we’re sooo happy so much people like it! Thanks for all the love & support <3 PS, if that were me getting that lame dictionary.com definition in the letter i would’ve been like “okay, but where’s the check?” lmao

au where jack plays football and bitty’s still a hockey player

in the form of my chat with @brandnewfashion bc honestly i’m way too lazy to reformat this.

(interspersed with random mentions of cornbread and the preds v pens game)

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anyway so

i was thinking last night before i fall asleep

as i often do

au where jack plays football and bitty plays hockey

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jack decided to go for football bc he wanted to get away from the whole hockey prodigy thing

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Blunt Drama Recap 2014 (Part 4 of 4)

My Secret Hotel

I’m a hotel wedding planner who plans a wedding for my ex-husband second marriage. Due to some murder incidents, I must re-marry my ex-husband to save my hotel’s image. Things turn out okay in the end and we continue our marriage life happily. 

Liar Game

I’m a genius who’s joining this weird quiz where the MC happens to be a freak who turns out to be my long lost childhood friend. But I always have a way to win and that freaky bastard is going to hell.

High School King

I had to live two identities due to my brother’s accident. Actually I’m still a high schooler but I have to substitute for my brother in his new office as a manager. I lost my dream to become a professional hockey player but got a much much older co-worker lady as my wife instead.  

Let’s Eat

There’s a mysterious murder in my neighborhood, but who cares? Imma eat delicious food first. And the mysterious food blogger who I adore so much all these times is actually my neighbor and my soulmate. 

The Surplus Princess

I was a modern mermaid who temporarily became a human to chase after my favorite chef oppa. In order to permanently stay as a human, I need to meet my true love. I thought it was the chef oppa, but turns out it was the unemployed oppa who saw me naked for the first time. Long story short, we live happily ever after. 

Emergency Couple

Rushing a marriage when we’re young turns out ugly. After years of being divorced, we get to meet again at the same emergency unit as interns. Good ol’ memories keep flashing back and our dying love is revived again so we decided to get back together. 

Gap Dong

I witnessed a serial killer in action back then when I was a kid. I grew up and became a cop to catch that killer. I was confused with a serial killer copycat but in the end I succeed to catch the real killer. Turns out the killer is my co-worker who is also a cop. 

Marriage, Not Dating

My parents forced me to get married even though I didn’t want to. To make them stop I’ll introduce this not-my-type girlfriend by contract. Later, I fall for her for real and as our love also becomes real, we continue to get married. 

Plus Nine Boys

We are 3 lover brothers and an uncle with an age that has the unlucky number nine. But truthfully the thing that we are unlucky with is just love. We managed to go through all our love troubles and get our ladies. Maybe we will have to go through it again every 10 years. 

Misaeng

I was an ex chess player who starts becoming an intern in a trading company. This is my ordinary journey as an everyday office worker that will touch your heart. In the end, I met the right boss and life is getting better. 

The Three Musketeers

I am an ordinary man who becomes a warrior for the king after an accidental encounter with the crown prince and his secret night patrol team. Together we fight the bad guys in the government. My first love turned out to be the crown princess, but I’ve moved on.

Bad Guys

My daughter was murdered in a mysterious case, so I form a special team that consists of 4 convicts to solve the case. I’m highly suspicious with one psycho in my special team. He might be the one who killed my precious daughter. Apparently I was just mistaken, coz the real killer is just another psychopathic prosecutor dude. Sorry, psycho. My bad. 

Can We Love? 

We are three ladies in our late 30s struggling for career, family and love life. We managed to overcome everything in the end. Really. Our emotional breakdowns are totally unnecessary. 

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“It was my past. I lost that world the night my parents died.” He drew close again. “But I found you, Deryn. Maybe I wasn’t meant to end the war, but I was meant to find you. I know that. You’ve saved me from not having any reason to keep going.”

“We save each other,” Deryn whispered. “That’s how it works.”

Meet me in my room - Part 4 (Sirius x reader)

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Meet me in my room-    Part 1       Part 2       Part 3

“I am single Sirius”, you tell him and see the relief in his eyes and because you do not know what else to say you lean towards him and kiss him. You kissed as if there were only you on this planet. As if this was the last thing you were able to do before dying. His lips are incredibly soft and you can feel his beard rubbing against your skin. His hands wander towards you hips and he holds you tight as if someone was about to take you away from him.

Sirius then ends the kiss and looks you deeply in the eyes. And in exact this moment you knew you were lost, lost in the love for the man you just kissed. Lost in the your love towards Sirius black.


“I should go to my room now, to get some rest. The day was kind of stressful for me.”, you break the silence. Sirius’ eyes seem to look sad, but only for a second and then you can see the mask on his face again. The mask he puts on every time he does not want to show his real emotions. He often did this when he fought with his parents, to not show that he was hurt. 

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AN ~ get ready for some FS hurt/comfort/fluff y’all. for @simmppaa, who prompted me along these lines. I hope you like it!

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Where-ever this arrow lands; bury me there.
- The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood, by Howard Pyle.

After the Framework, Fitz is struggling to shake it off, so Fitz and Jemma go to visit his mother in Glasgow. There they reconnect with Fitz’s true past, his true self… and his future.

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wherever this arrow lands

Jemma burst into the room and was already rifling through those belongings they hadn’t moved off-base yet, searching for a good jacket, when she realised there was someone else in the room. She jumped.

“Fitz?”

He looked up sluggishly from the tablet he was reading. “Mm?”

“You’re done early.” Frowning, Jemma approached the bed. “Is everything okay?”

Fitz sighed, the ache suddenly clear through his whole body. He lowered the tablet and raked a hand over his face.

“I couldn’t do it, Jemma,” he confessed. “I couldn’t walk into the lab. I just – it’s like, every time I think of picking something up, making something, all I can think of is him. What he made. What he did with it. With my hands. All my work is – is – is –“

Shaking, he clenched a fist as the word eluded him. He was not sure there was a word for this, even if he could find it. Jemma seemed to understand, though, and she crawled across the bed to his side and eased his fist open so that he was holding her hand instead.

“Have you been in here alone all day?” she asked.

Fitz shrugged, but avoided her eyes.

“Mack’s off duty, of course,” he explained. “I ran into Daisy in the kitchen – I can hardly look at her. There’s no way I’m going anywhere near May. The things I said to her. About Bahrain. Twisting it on her like that.”

Jemma squeezed his hand, and he sighed again.

“I know,” he assured her, “I know it wasn’t me. But it’s still in my memories, my hands, my voice. My brain has enough trouble sorting out what’s real and what’s not. I’ll be fine, I just need some time. I’ll just catch up on some reading and paperwork. It’s fine, Jemma. Go back to work, please.”

Jemma scoffed.

“Absolutely not.”

Fitz frowned.

“You just came in here to get a jacket. There’s no reason to cut your day short.”

“There most certainly is.” She cuddled closer to him, defiant, and he wrapped an arm around her with an uneasy smile, still lost in unpleasant thoughts. He picked the tablet back up with one hand, and pretended to read the article he had open on it, but Jemma could see that his eyes were not moving.

“Fitz,” she prompted. “Tell me what’s wrong.”

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It is the dream…

“But Guren told me that even if my only reason for revenge… I should still live. So then maybe someday, somewhere… I’d find somebody who would need me again”.

That invents itself.

“I am protecting something important… My younger sister.”

It is the word, that shuts away from me.

“Is my sister still with you… Inside your sword? Does she still possess you?”

It’s the glow, that ignites the two of us

“Being told to die by one’s parents. Being told that they cannot continue living. Being told that they are a demon and a monster. Then, after all this, should he die?”

It’s the stream…

“I failed to save the one I loved most… Yet here I am still alive”.

That flows forever

“For the first time in my life, someone told me they needed me. I think I’d like to try living up to that”.

“Star Crossed” (Angst/Fluff)

Inspired by ‘Love you to death’ by Taeyang

Word Count: 900

Characters: Shownu x Reader/Requester

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Prompt(s): “When you love someone, you don’t just stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy… even then. Especially then!”; “How long have you been standing there?”; “You weren’t supposed to hear that.”

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