missed your face so much

i fell for you. hard. the night we broke up, before we had sex and we were laying in your bed talking i almost told you i loved you. i felt alive when i was with you. i felt unstoppable. time didn’t exist. i was the happiest I had ever been. i would’ve done anything for you. and now it’s gone.

my walls are back up. i can’t help it. my heart just wants to protect itself after all the instances of betrayal, and not just from you. it’s so hard for me to open up to people and now it’s even harder. i don’t want to get hurt again. my heart is tired, i am tired.

i know i told you i was fine. and i project myself as fine so people will stop asking if i’m okay. but i’m not okay. i told you i was fine because i missed seeing your stupid face and talking to you. i miss talking to you so much. laying in your stupid bed for hours and cuddling made the rest of the world disappear. i miss the way your skin felt on mine. your warm chest but always freezing cold hands. i miss holding your hands and pulling them closer to my chest to try and warm them up. i miss your hugs. the way you’d pout your lips whenever you wanted me to kiss you. the way that even if i was having the worst day ever, if i just hung out with you for 10 minutes between classes, everything was all better and it was as if i had never had a bad day in my life before.

i was falling for you and i knew it. i didn’t stop myself because you said we’d be in a relationship someday. and things were going so well once we got back to you that i never saw it coming. you lead me on. you made me believe that i was going to get something out of this. it doesn’t matter when you decided that this isn’t what you wanted, but the fact that you waited to tell me until i had forced it out of you.

i can’t be mad at you for coming to that decision, but i am mad at you for not telling me as soon as you had decided. because if you did truly figure out this isn’t what you wanted over the summer, then why didn’t you tell me right away? why did you keep the relationship-y plans with me and still agree to do them? i know this isn’t a simple conversation to have over text, but you didn’t tell me until i asked. and that hurt me. a lot. it’s been an entire month since our breakup and it still fucking hurts. you’re so fucking stupid for giving up what we had.

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!!! I realized I never posted this here ;;o;;
These were taken back in March (when I was in Manila) :D
I was like – who wants to hang out at the mall or something lol
Then these super nice MM fans dropped by and gave me all these prints and gifts and food and kjahkjsa i was so surprised hhuhu so precious ;;o;; LOOK AT IT EVERYTHING IS SO GORGEOUS ((im so lame i only doodled a crack 707 in their notebook kjdshfs))

I brought all the prints and stuff with me here to NY and I’m gonna take proper photos when I’m done with my room (along with other MM stuff a few people have sent me as well! You know who you are heehe) :D Thank you so much hhh

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Hey, did you ever read this amazing fanfiction made by @mamatoph? It is so embarrassing and I love it. 

Even though it’s been several months, I kept my promise of drawing a scene from one of your fanfictions. Sorry it’s not the smut one, but I hope you can forgive me. 

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i am physically and emotionally crying he revealed his real name and identity to the summoner he trusts them THAT much AND HE VOWS…TO FIGHT FOR THEM…….AND WITH A WIDE SMILE WHILE HES AT IT IM SO…………………..

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random phone screencaps of Lin in Do No Harm because I love this character a lot and he deserved so much better

FaceTime Call

Series: Tom Holland Imagines

Relationship: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: You Facetime Tom after finding out from fans he cut his hair. Your phone was off while you were landing home from a flight.

Warnings: SWEARING LIKE ALWAYS :)

Word Count: 1,700+

A/N: 400 more till 3k!! I love you all so much :)

I turn 21 in 2 months c: Which means I can buy alcohol, meaning I CAN WRITE FREQUENT SMUT IF YOU GUYS WOULD LIKE CAUSE I LOVE SMUT


[Reader’s POV]


“So how was your trip?” Your mom asks happily through the phone. Reaching for your bag out of the carrier you tell her to hold on. Sometimes she calls you at the worst times. She onetime called you while Tom and you were having sex and wouldn’t stop calling till you picked up. Your mother was relentless sometimes.


“It went well mom, I’m just back to be in London” admitting the truth with a smile on your face. You loved it here because you got to live with the love of your life.


“How’s Tom doing? Anything new since Spider-Man Homecoming?” she absolutely adored Tom, she claims he’s the best you’ve had out of the guys you’ve dated.


“Yes he’’s actually working on another film, he’s been gone for two weeks while I was away as well so we’re both out and about” you explain as you walk down the plane aisle. You could hear her talking to your dad about Tom. Mentally wondering why she just doesn’t put you on speaker so he can hear too.


“Hey I’m going to go so I can focus okay? Plus Nikki is picking me up from the airport with Tessa”  Saying your goodbyes you hang up your phone. Slipping your phone into your purse you make your way out of the gate. The sound of your suitcase clicking against the bumps in the carpet.


   Walking past people to head towards the baggage claim. Looking at the time on your Apple Watch you walk a little faster. Nikki said she would be here at a certain time and you didn’t like making people wait. Turning the corner you go down the escalator descending to the baggage claim.


    Hearing a bark makes you search the crowd of people. A little grey blob pushes people out of the way. Nikki’s red hair standing out as she took off after Tessa. Opening your arms you get tackled by your favorite dog in the world. Her tongue laps at your face making you giggle.


“Tessa my love, I missed you so much” her body wiggling in your arms as you tried calming her down. People were looking at the interaction the two of you were having. Grabbing her leash you stand back up.


   Nikki opens her arms to you which you gladly take her hug. She gives the best hugs in the damn world. Letting you go she kisses both of your cheeks , she’s like a second mom. Tugging your free hand she pulls you along. She took your extra suitcase even though you tried to take it but she insisted. Leaving thankfully no one was outside, if Tom was with you it would have been a lot worse. He draws big crowds full of his loving fans.


“c’mon Tessa lets get in the car”  opening the door for her she jumps inside. Taking your backpack and purse off you set them on the floor of the car. You hear clicking sounds and turn around to see people with cameras.


    Getting in the car you close the door annoyed with the cameras. You don’t know how Tom does it all the time, it’s got to be truly exhausting having your every move watched. Even his family has to deal with it. Nikki tells you to ignore them and starts the car pulling out of the parking spot. Tessa jumps back onto the seat and lays down next to you.


   Smiling down at her you place your hand on her head. Your thumb stroking her head slowly to her ears and repeating it. Watching as her eyes closed from your touch. God you love her so much, probably more than Tom.


   Taking your phone out you see notifications pop up. Clicking on them you see Tom’s tweet and your heart stops. Going to his Instagram you see he hasn’t posted anything. Clicking on his tagged photos you see his fans posts. Scrolling through they’re all freaking about his Bye Bye Hair tweet.


   Exiting the Instagram app you open your messages and clicking on Tom’s name. Looking at the messages waiting for some sort of explanation. Typing and retyping the message you want to send. Normally he keeps you updated but he hasn’t said a damn thing. When he does that you start to feel like a fan yourself and freak out.


You:

So what’s with the tweet, care to spill the secret like you do with every Marvel secret?


    Locking your phone you know it’d be a while to get a message back if he was on set. The ride home was filled with conversation about your trip. The two of you talked as Tessa slept peacefully. Nikki told you stories about the boys and how mischievous they’ve been. She says Paddy has been getting into the sweets more and has grown a sweet tooth recently.


   Checking your phone you see there’s still no text back. You ask Nikki and she explains she has no clue. Apparently Tom hasn’t even told her which she thought was odd. You knew it was very odd because he’s such a momma’s boy.


   Nikki drops you off at Toms and helps you with your stuff. After you and Tessa are all settled she tells you to come over for dinner. Apparently Harry has been working on something and wants the family to see. He knew you were coming back into town so he told Nikki to tell you since you’re practically family.


   Hugging Nikki goodbye you shut the door behind her as she leaves. Picking your phone off the table you see notifications again. Some were from Harrison and your friends messaging you. The messages consisted of screenshots asking why Tom was cutting his hair.  Your thoughts get interrupted by your ringtone you made for Tom. It was him saying quackson.


Meme King:

C’mon angel don’t be like that, let me give you a call xx


   Rolling your eyes you connect your phone to the charger. Your phone starts ringing flashing ‘Meme King wants to FaceTime.’ Clicking the answer you see Tom relaxing with a hood on his head. Normally his curls peep out which make you narrow your eyes trying to see his curls. His smile distracting as he cheers happily to see your face.


“Ah there’s my beautiful girl, I’ve missed you darling” his voice making your heart ache, you miss him so much.


“Hey baby, I’ve missed you more..” you pout looking at him snuggle deeper into the couch. You could hear Harrison in the background talking. Tessa’s tags jingle as she jumps onto the L shaped couch.


“There’s my little one! I love you Tessa soooo much” Tom cooed into the screen making a kiss face.


“Tom so are you going to tell me what that tweet was about?” You ask turning the screen back to you. The seriousness in your face made his smile fall.


“I uh.. well I can’t keep it a secret from you anymore” He pulls the hood revealing his hair of cur.. there are no curls. Just short hair that he fixed with his hand. Your jaw dropping at the sight because last night you talked to him and all the curls were there.


“Christ, you don’t like it do you” Tom sits up fixing the angle he had the screen at. You were in shock because you haven’t seen Tom with short hair, the only pictures you’ve seen are from when he was little. Nikki likes to show you pictures from her archive whenever you see her.


“N-No baby, I’m just thrown off is all.. you look very handsome I’m just going to miss the curls” you give him a smile as you see his features relax. Did he really care that much about what you thought of his hair?


“I know how you like gripping onto them when I go down on you” he sighs tilting his head back. Your cheeks tinting pink from what he just said.


“Oi! I’m right here and you’re going to talk to her in front of me like that man? you two are like rabbits” Harrison’s voice fills your ears making you face palm yourself. God dammit Thomas.


“It’s the truth so now she has to wait for them to grow back” Tom defends himself laughing at his best friend. Harrison pops up behind Tom flipping you and him off.


“Awww Hazeroonie don’t be mad you don’t have a sex life” you tease sticking your tongue out. Harrison lets out a small scream taking off out of the frame.


“Okay yeah I’m definitely going to miss your curls now” you sigh thinking of the last time you two were alone together. Your thighs clamping together tightly at the thought.


“I’ll be home when I can love, I’ll FaceTime you every night till were together.. then when I’m home you can give me some personal FaceTime” his smirk making your heart rate pick up again.


“PLEASE GET A ROOM THOMAS” Tom’s head is then hit with a pillow causing him to drop his phone. In the background you hear the two getting into a little fist fight. Knowing them they’re going to sound like children any second with their banter.


“cut it out you twat I’m talking to my girl right now” Tom huffs after a slap sounds echoes through the air. The phone is kicked around making the room look like it’s spinning.


“Ow don’t pull my hair!” Harrison whines followed by a thud. Laughter filling the air making you sigh. These two were actual children.


   Tom picks up his phone that fell from before. Harrison says he’s going to the store leaving the two of you alone. The two of you talk about how long it will be till you see each other again. It was hard while he’s away but you really enjoyed these FaceTime calls. It was the only time you’d see him when he wasn’t busy and it made the wait worth it.

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Imagine: Always butting heads with Fred Weasley, but when you two begin pranking together, you slowly fall in love.

For: @sowaswieich

“Hey Y/L/N,” You tilt your head up and see the Fred Weasley standing in front of you, alongside his twin brother. You were sitting on a lounging chair in the library, cuddled up with a book.

“Weasleys,” You nod, before turning back to your book.

“You’re looking pretty comfy in that chair, mind if I Slytherin next to you?” Fred winks.

You roll your eyes and deadpan, “I’d rather run my fingers through Snape’s greasy hair.”

George makes a face of utter disgust, and Fred mutters, “Suit yourself darling.”

You were a major troublemaker at Hogwarts, and though you were a year younger, that put you in constant competition with the Twins. You all knew you’d make an unbeatable team if you came into an alliance, but they were Gryffindors and you were a Slytherin, so teaming up was not even an option. Fred was the more outspoken brother, and that meant you two butted heads a lot more than you and George. He would never spare a chance to tease you, and you always had a sassy retort sitting on the tip of your tongue for him.

“Seriously though,” You close your book and look back at the boys, “What do you two want?”

“Help,” They shrug in unison.

“Help? What kind of help?” You’re suddenly more intrigued.

“It’s our last year at Hogwarts Y/N, and bloody Umbridge is ruining it!” Fred says, throwing his hands in the air, “We want revenge.”

“What makes you think I’d help you? I mean wouldn’t it be better for me to just rat you out and get on Umbridge’s good side?” You question, raising your eyebrows.

“Oh please Y/N, you’ve never been good at hiding your hatred for someone, and you hate her,” Fred responds, “Besides, if we work as a team, we’ll be undefeatable!”

“Fine,” You say, “Only because it’s Umbridge though.”


Over the course of the next few months you and the boys had began to drive Umbridge crazy. You pulled so many pranks on her, and you always got away with it because you never left behind evidence, and no one -not even the other professors- were willing to sell you out.

You had grown incredibly close to the boys, you kept mentally slapping yourself for not befriending them 7 years ago, but better late than never.

You still had the same sassy relationship with each other, but now you always had each others’ backs. George had become like a brother to you, as for Fred, you had slowly begun to fall for him. He had this amazing ability to always make you feel good about yourself and he always knew how to make you smile when you were feeling down. You were fairly successful at hiding your feelings for him, but George had eventually figured it out, lucky for you he was pretty decent at keeping secrets.

The year had gone by faster than any other school year before. It was final exam time and that meant it was final prank time. You had been planning your ultimate prank for months, but Fred and George hadn’t even told you exactly what it was. All you knew was that it involved fireworks and that they’d be leaving Hogwarts as soon as it was over.

You were preparing to go into the great hall for your Charms exam, when the boys stopped you. You sighed, “Are you guys ready?”

“We were born ready for this moment darling,” Fred smirked, “The real question is, are you ready?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be…” You drift off, “I just can’t believe you boys are leaving.”

“Now, now Y/N, don’t be getting sentimental,” George says as Fred loops his arm around your waist.

“You just have one year left, and with a free supply of Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes products, you’ll be fine next year!” Fred says casually, the boys try to make you feel better by joking around as usual, but your eyes are already filling with tears.

You turn in Fred’s arm and wrap your own arms around his neck, hiding your face into his chest, “I’m gonna miss you boys so much!”

“Y/N,” Fred whispers, comfortingly rubbing circles on your back, “It’s going to be alright love!”

You pull away from him and hug George, he gives you a gentle squeeze before pulling away and drying your tears, “You’ll be seeing us all summer and you can come visit during the holidays. The year will go by faster than you think!”


You sit in the Great Hall, trying to focus on your exam when you hear the faint sound of fireworks in the distance. Umbridge opens the door to investigate and the brothers fly in on their broomsticks, scattering everyone’s exam papers across the room. Everyone cheers as the boys begin the firework show. After running Umbridge out of the room with their fiery dragon, Fred calls out to you. You turn your attention to him and he launches another firework, it bursts into the shape of your name with a heart around it.

You stare at it in awe and Fred flies down in front of you, “What’s this?”

“You know darling, I’m going to miss you a lot as well,” He takes you by surprise and presses his lips against yours, and the cheers of the students grow even more. He pulls away after a few magical seconds, “I know how you feel Y/N, and I’ll have you know, the feeling is mutual.”

How did he know?! You look up at George and he gives you a small wink, Fred places another gentle peck against you lips and then the boys fly away.

You sigh as the chaos dies down, this next year is never going to end.

End.

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Move, Made.

Muse: Min Yoongi x Reader
Genre: Lots of fluff and the usual pinch of angst!
Word: 3.5k
Type: A friends with benefits AU ─In which one of you falls in love with the other and confesses without saying the three little words. + College AU

Parts: I, II & III

Originally posted by leojuseyo

+You’re in love with your fuck buddy, Yoongi’s best friend, Hoseok. And Yoongi recently made it known that he more than likes you in his bed, naked.

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Yoongi - Nap time ♥

Originally posted by jiminwhyyougotnojams

Member: BTS’ Min Yoongi

Pairing: Cuddly Idol!Yoongi

Genre: Fluffy smut

Warnings: soft smut

Words: 1,510

Inspiration


Recently, you and Yoongi have been seeing each other less and less due to his busy schedule, but today you received a message around noon.

Yoongi: Can you come home? I got the day off and I miss you.

You don’t hesitate at all and take half a day off, catching the next taxi home. Your shared apartment greets you with silence and you slip out of your shoes. The two of you met about three years ago while BTS was touring in your country. It was one of those stories everyone writes fanfiction about and you still cringe whenever people ask you to talk about it.

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crawling back to you | mingyu

Originally posted by pledisseventeen

characters: lovesick!mingyu/reader (ambiguous)

word count: 1k+

genre: kind of angsty?, more so kind of unintentionally fluffy

a/n: this happened while I was listening to arctic monkeys. sorry abt the small absence, i’ll get back to writing love.exe now. also i don’t know where this came from

other notes: cursing, hurt!mingyu, sexual talk, but no smut, seriously lots of cursing

He coughs, hunching over, feeling bile rise up in the back of his throat.

He pushes it back down, and sloppily gets back up, only keeping his balance by holding on to the bathroom counter. He hated to say it, but for once, Kim Mingyu looked like absolute shit.

It’d been several nights since he’d last seen you, and what could he say? He was having withdrawals. Circles were beginning to form under his eyes, and he looked deathly pale in the mirror, although it could also have just been his vision fooling him again.

He was sweating heavily, and his head pounded. “Fuck,” he cursed, struggling to maintain his balance as he pushed the bathroom door open again.

God, he wasn’t sure what was wrong with him. Mingyu stumbled into his bedroom, sloppily falling on top of his bed, breathing heavily.

His dark brown hair stuck to his forehead in clumps, and he gripped the sheets in frustration.

He needed you.

For once, it wasn’t sexual frustration, no, that even he had too much of sometimes.

This was romantic deprivation. He lacked—no, he absolutely craved your love.

This wasn’t innocent puppy love, either. This was the kind of romance that made him obsessed, made his heart beat faster, and tired him out. It wasn’t cute, love-struck bullshit, no, not at all.

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I miss your face
I miss your smile
I miss your voice
I miss your hugs
I miss your hand holding mine
I miss your laugh
I miss your dimples
I miss your eye crinkles
I miss your forehead wrinkles
I miss your everything
—  I just miss you