my god the drama is crazy


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I dont even know your name

Pairing: Tom holland x reader

Summary: Inspired by the song I don’t even know your name by Shawn Mendes (x). In which Tom meets a cute fan and falls for her, but she is gone before he even realises it.

word count: 1609


Tom was tired. All he wanted was to go to starbucks, get some tea and then get back to his place and rest a little before work, however things were not going as planned. He had arrived next to Harrison, however after a couple minutes there, he realised people were staring.

The Spiderman movie wasn’t out until next week, however many people seemed to recognize him as they approached him for photos. It was always nice meeting fans, but it had gotten crazy.

According to Harrison someone had posted a photo with him on twitter and suddenly a huge crowd was outside the cafe, hoping to get a photo with Tom.

He decided it was probably better to just get over with the drama and get outside, after all, he was nothing without his fans. He stepped out of Starbucks, greeting everyone as they approached him, screaming for his attention. He got a couple photos done before he tried to head towards his car, bumping accidentally into someone.

“Oh I’m sorry I wasn’t looking”

“Don’t worry abo- Oh my god! You’re Spiderman! I mean- Peter- wait no- Tom holland!”

The girl in front of him had turned completely red and stumbled upon her own words, trying to make a complete sentence without making a fool of herself, obviously failing. She was a couple inches shorter/taller than him and had this big expressive eyes, that were a thousand times bigger than usual as Y/n could not believe who was in front of her.

She had just gone for a coffee and to walk out her dog, but as she got closer she wondered why there was a big fuss. Now she knew why.

“The one and only”

“And you’re Harrison!”

“Ohh! You recognized him!”

“Who wouldn’t? He follows you everywhere”

Both guys laughed as Harrison noticed her little dog

“Your dog is really cute! Tom loves dogs”

“Do you?”

“I mean- yes, my dog Tessa is like my best friend”


Harrison now was acting offended by the comment, he was supposed to be the best friend. As he got his offended act going on he realised Tom was acting very strange, maybe a little nervous. Meanwhile Y/n girl had gotten a lot more relaxed, and was starting to act as her normal self.

Tom felt really comfortable with this girl, however she was so beautiful he felt his heart speed up and his cheeks warm up every time she looked at him. Harrison decided to step in a little and help Tom out, seeing as he was into the girl.

“Sooo, who’s your favorite superhero?”

“Obviously Captain America”

“I knew it- Wait what? Why him?”

Both boys had expected her to say Spidernam, however Tom was the most surprised to hear her answer. He had hoped she would be into him.

“Why not me?”

“Your movie isn’t even out yet! How am I supposed to know if I like it? Besides, Chris Evans? Yes please”

Both Harrison and the girl laughed at the expression on Tom’s face.

“She’s got a point mate- You’ve got nothing on Chris Evans”

The three of them laughed now. The girl was very nervous to ask for a photo, maybe he was in a rush? but she still didn’t wanted to lose her chance. She decided to just ask for it.

“I know you’re probably in a hurry, but could we take a picture?”

“Sure, give Harrison your phone, he’ll take it”

She handed Harrison her phone as she posed beside Tom. She had just expected a friendly photo, maybe a little shoulder touching, however Tom had hold onto her waist and brought her closer to him, giving her a side hug and another from behind for different photos.

“There you go, so, who’s your favorite superhero now?

“Still Captain America” The girl continued talking, seeing as Tom was about to protest again. “But, you come in a close second, maybe after the movie my ratings will change”

“I like the sound of that”

Harrison was getting a little impatient by Tom’s attitude. Why didn’t he just asked for his number? They were both into each other, God, he was a celebrity! He could have any girl he wanted! He decided to help, once again, to try to maybe get heer social media.

“How about I take a photo with Tom’s phone? He could post it and maybe tag you in-”

Harrison was interrupted as a group of giggly girls approached them, surrounding Tom and asking for photos, leaving Y/n outside the circle they made around the boys.

“It was nice meeting you!”

Y/n tried to get her voice above all the noise, however it was pointless. She didn’t want to feel down, however she couldn’t help it. What was she expecting? for them to become friends? He was just being polite. She decided to just head back home and maybe stare at her photos for a while.

Tom and Harrison were surrounded by a group of people trying to get their attention, however Tom wanted to find the girl desperately.

“Where is she?”

“I don’t know! I can’t see her!”

The crowd demanded their attention once more, getting them out of their thoughts. They spend the next 40 minutes taking pictures and talking to fans, until they finally made it to Tom´s car and drove away.

“Man I can’t believe I lost her- Did she just left?”

“I didn’t saw”

“How am I supposed to find her now? Did you see her? She was the perfect girl for me Harrison!”

The other boy rolled his eyes as he listened to his friend comments. Sure, she was really pretty, but why was Tom so into her? He’d never seen him act that way for anyone.

“I’m serious Harrison! She was the perfect girl! Not only is she insanely beautiful, but she is like, sarcastic, and funny and God!She likes dogs! We would be perfect together!”

“If you liked her so much why don’t you just tweet out her name? and like today’s scene? maybe she would see it and message you”

It suddenly hit Tom. He didn’t knew who she was. He had been so blown away by her that he didn’t even thought of asking for her number, let alone her name. He just felt like they new each other from long ago, asking for her name didn’t even cross his mind.

“I don’t even know her name”

“You’re like, the most stupid person I know!”

“Now I won’t ever find her”

The day kept going on as normal as always. He had some shooting left for a new movie. They were supposed to shot a couple blocks from Starbucks, so they headed there.

Tom did some of his scenes, however he kept redoing them. He knew he wasn’t bringing his A game today, but he kept getting distracted. He felt very confused; he knew it was stupid, but he couldn’t stop thinking about that girl.

She had just felt so refreshing. She didn’t try to impress him, or flatter him, she had just been herself. She looked a little nervous and flushed, however it just made her more beautiful to his eyes. She had worn a cute dress and her hair down, still he kept going back to the way her smile made his heart jump, especially as he had hold her in his arms. A perfect fit.

He tried to push away those thoughts as he prepared or another scene. He got outside his trailer and into the street they were shooting when he saw her.

She was giving him her back, and was heading in an opposite direction, however she was wearing the same sundress as earlier. He couldn’t keep his eyes apart from her, not even when the director called for his attention.

He had lost his chance once, he would not do it again. He got on his feet and started running towards her, trying his hardest to get to her. He speed up, losing his breath, but he was just so close.


Tom screamed trying to get the girl’s attention, succeeding. She looked at him, taken back by the sound, however it was not who Tom expected.

She was not who he was looking for, it wasn’t the girl he had  been daydreaming since the morning.

“Sorry-I just- I thought you were someone else.”

Tom got back to filming and went straight to his home afterwards. He needed to be alone.

He had been so hopeful that it was her, however he was defeated. He didn’t want to think about her any longer, but every girl he looked at he could just see her bright smile and big eyes. He wanted, he needed to hold her once again, and maybe tell her how good it had felt.

But he couldn’t. He didn’t knew who she was, or where to find her, and even if he did, she’d probably think he was a creeper! He was starting to sound like one. But he didn’t care. Not as long as he didn’t had her.

She had just come and punched a hole right through his heart. If he didn’t believe in love at first sight before, he did now.

Probably what hurts the most was, that she wouldn’t even know how he felt, how much she had affected him. She would never know, and all because he didn’t knew her name.

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Have Some Patience

“josh is trying to get your attention while you’re on your phone and you ignore him too much so he started teasing you and eventually eats you out”

Originally posted by jcsephsdun

This was so much fun to write because Josh just ruins me. I might write a part 2 for this just because I got a little carried away haha (oops). Requests are open x

Word Count: 1,860
Requested: yes
Smut: yes

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yall…….i watched all of astro’s MVs again…….and i realise……….that the real pain besides seeing how far theyve come…….is how amazing it would be to have them as friends?? like??@?? they the kind o f guy friends who you could talk to anything about or hang out with at any time of day…imagine yall live in college dorms……… about to visit 7-11 alone at 1am? boi rocky’s alr waiting outside your building in his PJs with a face mask still on,,,, dont feel like going for the day’s classes and just wanna roam the streets?? bin’s alr planning how to get past the security guard when you get back late!! forgot to buy pads and youre in tOo much pain? jinjin accidentally buys you three different brands bc he has no idea which one you were talking about!!!!! sanha’s strumming his guitar and making fun of you as you groan over assignments, eunwoo stays up late with you until hell oclock and you both fall asleep in the library, mj’s the guy whos always stirring shit and hes running down the corridor away from the librarian bc he didnt return his books again. theyre the group you first see when you walk into the foodcourt and theyre laughing and clapping their hands and jinjin waves you over with tears in his eyes all like “LOOK AT THIS?? SANHA CAN FIT TWO CHOPSTICKS IN ONE NOSTRIL” and theyre the bunch of friends who’d shield you when your ex walks by and they’d subtly be holding each other back or when your crush walks by and they not so subtly say your name LOUDLY and go “OH YEAH, YOUVE BEEN WORKING SO HARD :(( YOU HAVENT SLEPT FOR THREE DAYS” but also mj’s the little shit who’d shout “WHO WAS IT YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON AGAIN OH IS IT THAT GUY?” and they all panic and start losing their shit whenever they see your eyes start to tear up for whatever reason and rocky’s already running to the restroom to grab a whol e roll of toilet paper but then they find out you’re just watching a drama. theyre the kind of friends who’d welcome you any time and treat you like their own bro and care so much for you like a best friend or a brother would and im so crazy soft because all ive ever wanted was a guy best friend and just imagine having 6 of that i’d go nuts in two seconds flat but god it’d be so fun

Ladies Night

Summary: You and Lance have a ladies night.

Pairing: Lance x Reader

Warnings: nothin’ but fluff here

A/N: Just trying to shake off my writers block. I hope you guys like this!

“I’ll be at the bar down the road if you need me.” your boyfriend of 3 years says after you just got done telling him what you were going to be doing tonight.

“What? Why? Stay home with me!” you exclaim adding a pout to your lips.

Lance scoffed. “Y/N, I’m not gonna stay home with you and watch you have a ‘ladies night’. That shit sounds boring.”

“Who said you were just gonna watch me? You can join in too.” you smile but Lance still holds a blank face.

“Yeah… no.”

You frown. “Why?”

Lance sighs and runs his fingers through his non-gelled hair. “Because, Y/N. That’s girl shit and I’m a manly man and manly men don’t do girl shit like that.” he says. “I’ll be at the bar, see you when I get home.”

“What’s next?”

You smile and start rummaging through the bag that was next to you. “Well I got these face masks from Target earlier and I was gonna try them out.”

You hold out the different types of face masks to Lance and he scans them over. “I want whichever one you’re gonna do.”

“Hmm.. this one is a cucumber one and it says it’s soothing and calming for the skin and this one is a charcoal paper mask. It says it detoxifies and cleans pores. Oh and-”

“That one, I want that one.” Lance cuts you off as he snatches the little red and black pouch from your hands. “Gotta clean my pores.”

You stifle a laugh at your ‘manly man’ of a boyfriend who was reading the ingredients of the pouch, the skin between his eyebrows creasing as he murmured the words.

“Water… aloe vera… leaf juice? What the fuck?” he scoffed and shook his head before continuing. “Charcoal powder, green tea… witch hazel?” he looks up at you. “Umm… I dunno about you but I’ve seen The Blair Witch Project, number one and two and I don’t fuck with witches so…”

“Not that kind of witch, babe.” you giggle. “In this case, it’s used to treat blemishes.”

Lance sighs. “Dunno what you’re talking about, this face has no blemishes.” he pats his cheeks with a smirk and you roll your eyes.

“Anyways…” you hum, reading the directions. “gently unfold mask and apply to clean skin.” you pause and look over at Lance. “You got clean skin?”

“Yup. Do you?”

“Mhm.” you go back to the directions. “Adjust around eyes, nose and mouth, smoothing to fit the curves of your gorgeous face.”

“See, even the face mask pouch thinks my face is gorgeous.” he beams.

You let out a little laugh and shake your head once again. “Close eyes and relax for ten minutes. Remove mask. Tingling? Yes, it’s working.”

Lance’s eyes shoot up to meet yours. “Tingling?”

You nod. “That’s what it says.”

“Like… it’s gonna burn my face or something?”

“I don’t think that-”

“Sweetheart, I love you and all but I don’t think I can do this. You see, what attracted you to me was my looks and-”

You interrupt him. “It wasn’t your looks, Lance.”

You see the gymnasts mouth curve into a smirk. “Oh yeah, that’s right. It was my huge-”

“Personality!” you exclaim before he could finish his sentence. “It was your personality, jeez.”

Lance lets out a loud laugh, rolling onto his side on the floor and you roll your eyes again. This man would be the death of you.

“Alright, alright, stop laughing and let’s put these on.”

“Did she really?” Lance questioned as you painted his nails with a clear coat.

“Yup.” you pop the ‘p’, also nodding.

“Wow…” he muttered. “I can’t believe Janice fucked a married man who had kids.”

“Mmm!” you hum, sipping your drink. “And get this; she’s married with kids too!”

Lance gasped. “No fucking way, are you serious?”

“Mhm.” you nod.

Janice was the ‘new’ girl who you worked with you and recently you had found out that she was screwing another one of your coworkers who was supposedly happily married with children. 4 to be exact.

“How’d you find all this out?” he questioned as he leaned over to the little coffee table you had in the living room to take a sip of his drink.

“The coworker she was screwing - David – his wife came in and flipped her shit. She was like ‘I can’t fucking believe what a pig you are, screwing your coworker, blah blah blah’ and he was like ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about honey, please let’s just go outside’ and he went to grab her hand but she did this matrix move and was like ‘you don’t know what I’m talking about? Really? You’re gonna play fucking dumb? Who the fuck is Janice, David? Hmm? Where is she?’ and everyone else was just watching. We were all giving each other looks like holy shit this is some good stuff. I think Marcos videotaped the whole thing.”

“Oh my god.” Lance’s eyes were wide and you finish up his right hand, now moving to his left. “And where was Janice? Did she get fucked up?”

“Oh honey,” you say. “the bitch got lucky because it was her day off. But when she comes to work on Monday she’s gonna get the ass whooping of a lifetime because David’s wife said she was gonna come again.”

Your boyfriend raised his eyebrows and let out a puff of air. “Jesus, the people you work with are crazy. All I work with is teens and the only drama I hear is ‘oh my god, Jennifer totally bought the same exact top as me, I can’t believe she’d do that’.” he says the last part in a high pitched voice, causing you to laugh. “Please keep me in the loop. I wanna know if Janice gets fucked up by David’s wife. She sounds like a boss ass bitch.”

“She is.” you agree. “And don’t worry, I will.”

You go back to focusing on painting Lance’s nails when the front door opens and in comes Hope. “Hey, I saw Lance ‘The Fucker’ Tucker was home but I decided to come in anyways and-” she stops dead in her tracks when she looks up and sees you painting Lance’s nails while Lance is drinking his alcoholic beverage. “What the fuck?”

“Hey Hope.” you hum.

“Hey sugar tits.” Lance smiles at your best friend.

You look over at her. “You do have some sugary tits.”

“I… you… what the fuck is going on?” she stutters, eyes going from you to Lance.

“Ladies night, don’t fucking ruin it.” he says.

Hope looks at you and you shrug. “You heard him. Don’t fucking ruin it.”

“Ew. You guys are weird.” her nose scrunches. “I’m just gonna go.”

“Okay.” you nod. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Yeah, see you tomorrow… lemme just…” she pulls her phone out and aims it at the two of you.

“Are you taking a picture?” Lance asks.


He quickly poses, head tilting to the side as he smiles and you laugh. Hope takes the picture and looks at it. “Ben’s not gonna believe this.”

“Send me that picture!” Lance calls out just before Hope shuts the door. You and Lance look at each other before going back to what you were doing previously. “Anyhow, let me tell you about this girl I threw up on at a frat party in college.”

“Lance, that was me.”

“Oh yeah…” he hummed. “So anyways…”

A/N: Tell me what ya think! Also I’ll edit laterrrrr, gonna eat some tacos :)


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My Puppy | 2

Originally posted by kimthwriter

Chapters [1]

Pairing: Taehyung X Reader-First Person View

Word Count: 6,488

Genre & Warnings: SMUT, fluff, a small bit of angst, pet play. Ass play, cum play, lots of play play lol. 

Notes: Did you catch the foreshadowing? Did ya, Did ya?? There is one more chapter left in the first part of My Puppy. There is going to be a second and third part, both three chapters long. Here’s a big hint for the upcoming second part. The next part is titled “My Puppy: Kitten Addition”

It’s been a very, very long week. 

I’d been buried with work because of my latest case, a set of sisters fighting over what to do with their deceased father’s business. One wanted to keep it in the family, while the other wanted to sell it off and be done with it. It was starting to feel more like I was their nanny than their lawyer. Worse still, one of the sisters, Stacy, the one that wanted to sell off the businesses, had taken to hanging out around the office. She claimed it made her feel safer because she thought her sister was going to send people to “make her change her mind.” The fact that she never took her eyes off of the three Princes made that claim false as fuck.

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Stiles had had enough!

Seriously, he was done with selfish werewolves who didn’t care about fragile human hearts and liked to play games like who can scare the human the most. It was was unnecessary and just plain rude! He’d told them all time and time again to quit it and they refused, so now he was going to plan B.

Deaton was surprisingly helpful for once, smiling his enigmatic smile–or was that a touch of mischievousness he saw?–and handing over a book of spells, pointing out a few that were used to hiding one’s scent or heartbeat. It was brilliant, foolproof. Stiles couldn’t wait.

Erica, Isaac, and Boyd were his first victims. The puppies were especially vocal on their enjoyment of teasing the pack human and scaring him was a fan favorite. So he grinned to himself, sneaking closer while wearing the charm around his neck that he’d fashioned to hide any sounds he made and his scent.

“Hey, guys!” He greeted once he was close enough, causing them all to jerk away from each other. Erica was on the offense, claws popped and eyes flashing, Boyd was on defense, bowed up like an angry cat prepared to strike, and Isaac had actually stumbled and fell in surprise. Stiles grinned unrepentantly. Excellent.

It was never-ending now. No one ever did figure out how he was doing it, but now he was serving a nice helping of karma to the wolves who’d terrorized him for months. To be honest, he did feel a little bad after startling Derek so bad that he dropped his plate of food and went full wolf (it had taken him over an hour to convince the wolf to climb out from under the table and shift back; he was still getting the angry brows for that one), so he’d laid off the Alpha after then, but the puppies were fair game. He’d asked them for months to stop scaring him and they’d actively tried to catch him doing something that he’d mess up after being scared, so he had no mercy.

Frustratingly though, the only one who he hasn’t manage to scare yet was Peter.

He crept closer to where Peter was reclining on the couch on the loft, reading a paperback.



Stiles stomped over to the man, huffing angrily. “How are you doing that?” He demanded.

Peter smirked up at him, eyes alight with humor, as he closed the book and stood. “A master never reveals his secrets,” he teased.

“It’s magician, you simpleton.”

Peter laughed. “You tell me what spell you’re using to hide from everyone and I’ll tell you how I know when you’re creeping.”

Stiles scowled. “One day,” he threatened menacingly before leaving the loft.

Stiles tried again on training day when they’d all been in the woods, doubling back after telling everyone goodbye and creeping around after donning his necklace charm. Peter was still practicing with Boyd. Perfect. He crept closer, trying to keep from snickering.


Stiles yelped, tripping over a tree root and stumbling into the clearing. Boyd blinked, surprised, but not the scare factor he was looking for.

“Fuck you,” Stiles grumbled, sitting up and brushing the leaves and dirt off of him.

Peter grinned victoriously. Stiles glared. Boyd looked like he’d finally figured something out and seconds away from laughing.

Stiles’ next attempt was on pack night. Peter was talking with Scott about something and he just knew this time was going to work. He snuck closer, oh so slowly.

“Stiles,” Peter stated.

“God-fucking-dammit! How are you doing that?!” Stiles demanded, coming into the kitchen.

Scott snorted, trying to hide his laughter, and Stiles whirled onto him. “Why are you laughing?”

“I can’t believe that worked,” Scott muffled out, looking over at Peter. “You are truly dedicated to being evil.”

“What? What did he do? Do you know how he does it? Tell me!” Stiles yelled.

“Dude, Peter just says your name randomly when you’re not here. You always react if you’re around so you reveal yourself.”

Peter pouted. “I thought the agreement was no one would tell him that.”

Scott shrugged. “Pinky promise in second grade says I can’t hide things from him.”

Peter rolled his eyes while Stiles stared at him in disbelief.

“Are you serious? You’ve never known I was there? You just sit around and say my name randomly to see if I pop up?”

“You’re kind of like Beetlejuice or Bloody Mary. I never have to say it more than three times,” Peter added.

Stiles laughed delightedly. “Oh my god, you dork. You absolute goofball. Everyone must think you’re crazy.”

“Derek had already explained his craziness,” Scott said, shrugging. “Not that we didn’t already know he was crazy.”

“Excuse you, I’m still present,” Peter drawled.

“Drama King,” Stiles teased. “Man, this is great. You’re so extra, dude. You just can’t accept that someone might’ve got the jump on you.”

“I think that’s enough sharing for now.” Peter turned to leave the room.

“No! Wait! I’m not done making fun of you yet!” Stiles hurried after him.

“Goodbye, Stiles,” Peter waved him off.

“No way, dramawolf! This is gold!”

“Not listening!”

“Oh my god, are you five? Come back here! I’m not done mocking you yet! Peter!” 

Argument | GOT7

A/N: I feel like I strayed from the original concept of them making it up, but I hope you enjoy this not so on point reaction! -Tee [Get you a Youngjae y’all]


“Get the fuck out!” 

“Fuck you.”

He said it. He couldn’t take it back because you would always remember the words that he said to you. Mark looked at the wall he dented with his fists a few minutes ago the memory of your eyes going wide looking at him as if he were crazy. He was crazy, he could admit it but if he was crazy then you were too. 

But fuck he loved you too much to let his pride ruin your relationship. 

He spent the day doing the little things as you tip toed around him, not wanting to speak to him. The dishes were dirty? He was on it. The living needed some sweeping? He was fucking on it. He was a man who wasn’t good with his words, but trust and believe that his actions proved that he was sorry. 

“Come here. Seriously come here. You know I’m sorry right? I love you so much but you drive me crazy.”


“Oh my God I don’t care!”

“Eat my ass then!” 

After saying that you stormed off into another room leaving him confused as ever in your bedroom. It was as simple as him not listening to you rant about your day to set you off. You were already a few fries short from a happy meal since this morning when your co worker had irked the fuck out of you, but add the fact that your boss was on your ass and your own family drama you exploded.

He felt bad, granted he had always felt some sort of remorse after each argument this one proved that he was in fact the guilty party. He should have listened to you, held you in his arms as you cried- hell you’ve sat with him the dark at two in the morning listening to him spill all of his dreams, insecurities and uncertainties with life. 

If you thought that Jaebum was going to let his you, his baby, his everything sit alone in that room and cry you were dead wrong.

“I’ll do whatever you want just please don’t stay mad at me.”


“You’re being ridiculous.”

“Yes pull the same bullshit you pulled on your fans.”

“Shut the fuck up!”

Your face right now? Priceless. “I don’t know who you’re talking to but I’m going to give you a few minutes to find your answer.” You walked away and him being him he couldn’t help but watch your hips sway. He knew he had fucked up when it came to his fans but now you were pissed about something and used that whole scenario ticked him off. Granted he had every reason to scream at you but resorting to that was something he never wanted to do. 

He walked into your bedroom and found you laying on the bed with your phone to your face and you typed away probably telling everyone about your fight. “Baby, can you put the phone down? I wanna show you how sorry I am.”


“Go ahead be a brat.”

“On God fuck you.”

Truth be told that Jinyoung didn’t that you were bitching over him giving his opinion on your ugly ass outfit you went outside with. The argument then changed course and it became something more of a discussion of how he was cold most times. 

He had no clue as to how he, the person who loved you more than anyone else, could have made you feel unloved. When you told him off it wasn’t the way that you stomped and slammed the door, nor was it the tears in your eyes that made him follow after you. It was the fact that you may leave and never come back. That alone tore him apart. 

“I’m a jackass, I’m a jerk, call me whatever you want but just know that I do love you. I’ll be better I swear to you just come back inside.” 


“I don’t want to speak to you right now!”

“I’m-I’m sorry.

He was just too much of an emotional wreck at the moment to confront you again. After you had lashed out at him with your short temper and started to chew him alive you ended it off quietly by telling him that you didn’t want to see him right now and that you wanted your space. 

Anyone would be so enraged that they would see only red, but not Youngjae, he saw everything when it came to you. You were secretly going through something this wasn’t the first time and it isn’t going to be the last. There was nothing he could do to prevent you from feeling the pain the world inflicted on you, but what he can do is make sure that you didn’t go through it alone. 

“I’ll run the bath for you, and you’re going to relax and let me take care of you today.”


“That doesn’t even make any fucking sense!”

“Don’t yell at me.”

He got quiet after hearing your words, not realizing until now that him yelling and slamming things and being an overall jackass scared you. But what was he suppose to do in an argument? Not yell? That defeated the whole purpose of getting your point across. 

Still he felt bad for scaring you and had his mind set on making it up to you. He was going to show his affection in the way he knows best: by showering you in hugs and kisses. He knew that him alone wrapping his arms around you would make you feel loved, and that’s exacting what you needed. “I’m not letting you go until you forgive me”


“I’m not dealing with your bullshit! Open the door!.”

“Go away!”

He banged on the door for the last time feeling his hands go numb. You were stubborn so he didn’t expect you to give in, but when he delivered one final strike to the door you had enough. “Stop banging on the fucking door!” You unlocked the door and opened it revealing a red Yugyeom.

“I thought something happened to you.”

“Well I am, so either come in and leave me alone or go.”



“I’m going to kiss the shit out of you, make love to you and hope you forgive me.”

BabyDaddy!Cal Pt. 4

A/N: I had wrote this before I even finished Pt.3 so it’s been ready to post lmao. I’m finally giving you all the much requested smut so I hope y'all are satisfied for now. Imma start on 5 so, the quicker this gets to 100 notes with feedback the quicker it comes. Hope y'all love bugs enjoy💕

I know I could of ended it better but I couldn’t think of a good way, sorry.

OH and I’m just starting a diet today and boiiii…let’s see how long I can last lmaoo.

**WARNING**: Smut (blowjob to be specific)

Parts: one, two, three, four, five, six,seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty{END}

“It’s about damn time you got a new hairstyle.”

“Well, excuse me for embracing my natural curls, Connor.” You snorted as the blonde rolled his eyes at you.“ I can’t believe you’re seriously dying your hair.”

“I can’t believe I let you pick the color.” Connor laughed.“If I walk out of here looking crazy, Y/N, I’m going to kill you.”

“Deadass?” You challenged and he gave you the eye.

“Deadass."he attempted to copy your accent and both you and your hairstylist laughed.

The complications of finding a black hairstylist in a salon that doesn’t overcharge in Australia was complicated. Usually you paid no more than eighty dollars for someone like your cousin, your friend’s aunt, or even someone’s mother to do your hair in the comforts of their home. You had been coming to your stylist, Kim, every since you’ve moved here and she had never let you down. She understood the struggle of African American hair and you didn’t trust anyone else to come near your head.

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Thank you

about The End of The Creaturea, I really am not surprised to be honest, it was a long time coming even before CC left. Hurts to see what was my therpeautic escape as a young kid end now after all the years and watching them all grow indvidually. I am glad I was along for this crazy ride that had its ups and downs but never stopped to entertain me until the final year. The times I’ve laughed myself to tears or the times I’ve covered my tears with laughter will never be forgotten. Greatful to God that I stumbled across Dan that lead me to finding James and Sly and the rest is history. It sucks that things have to end the way it has, it sucks that this drama even existed. It’s really unfortunate that some former group members are not as successful as they once had and I pray to God they find a way to bounce back. We’ll be left with our thoughts of “what-ifs” and “what could’ve been” from now on unfortunately. But it’s now time to say Goodbye and Thank you Junkyard, Kootra, Danz, Chilled, Sp00n, Seamus, Ze, Dex, Kevin, Sly, James and Aleks for creating these wonderful memories so dear and close to our hearts.

silapotentia  asked:

Hi! I'm writing a story about a rather powerful main character. She's basically God in the story, but I still want her to have flaws. Any tips or advice?

Hello!  Fear not:  powerful character in no way equates Mary Sue-dom.  

My first advice would be to take a look at some uncensored Greek myths (okay, maybe the best idea.  How old are you?) and see exactly how much drama went on between the gloriously flawed, semi-omnipotent deities.  

Endow her with flaws the way you would any other character: she could be like Zeus, and be crazy promiscuous;  she could have an explosive temper and a shit-ton of misdirected rage, like Hera;  she could occasionally cause Earthquakes when she’s feeling cranky, like Poseidon, and so forth.  These gods are all great, beloved entities, still prominent today, but it’s the “human-ness” of their dispositions that makes them so memorable.   

You could give her a bunch of semi-omnipotent buddies to bicker with, or you could just show her escapades interacting with mankind;  either way, there’s an insurmountable amount of directions you can go with this, and I’m certain many of them can be incredibly interesting.

Best of luck, and happy writing!  <3

A Comparative Commentary on Love O2O
微微一笑很倾城: the Canon, Drama, and Movie

I may not be your biggest fan of the franchise, but I’ve been wanting to finish off this overdue commentary which have been sitting in the drafts for months… This is a comparative commentary of the two live action adaptations, with knowledge of the novel as a basis. (I have read the book first, watched the drama, then the movie.)

Disclaimer: This commentary is fundamentally still coming from my own perspective and opinions. Differing opinions are welcomed but be nice!


The drama and movie have different focuses, each with their own strengths and flaws.

The drama worked better as a live action/lighthearted romcom, while the movie better as an adaptation.

[spoilers and long post ahead]

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Lovely Night

So I just wrote my first fic… Thank you to @tomhollandhollaatme for the encouragement. If you like this feel free to request a Sam, Harrison or whatever you want! Cheers loves! xx

You were sitting in Sam’s family room, it was a random movie night; everything from Shutter Island to Breakfast at Tiffany’s. Cuddling on the couch, his chin rested on your head as you watched film after film.

“You know what I haven’t seen in awhile?” You asked as Tessa jumped on top of you, pulling you out of your daze.

“What?” He asked as the staffie tried to wedge herself between you two.

“La La Land, I love that movie!” You exclaimed as you gazed up at his freckled visage

“Let’s do it, Love” You put it on and got comfy.

The two of you watched, yourself getting extremely excited with every musical number.

“Someone in the crowd is just my jam okay babe?” He laughed as he shook his head while you gestured with full drama in his arms.

You continued to watch, with the occasional kiss to your temple from Sam. He admired this crazy unapologetic side of you, never really getting in touch with his own. The both of you had a few laughs as you tried to sing “Lovely Night” together.

“Oh my God, we should learn the dance!” You patted yourself on the back for the genius idea.

“Unlike you, I’m not much of a dancer, darling” You smiled as you stood up, pulling him up from the couch.

“Come on, Sammy! It’s not like we’re in the club, it’s just us!” He smiled back at you now

“How is it you always talk me into these things?” He smiled wide as his eyes rolled

“Maybe because you looovvveee meeeee” You were getting your way this time.

“Yeah, you’re alright I guess” He smirked as he kissed your nose.

It was a night full of laughs from there; stepping on each others feet, stealing kisses, arms wrapped around each other as you got distracted from the task at hand. It wasn’t until you were discovered by Harry that your bubble popped.

“What you idiots doing down here?” He asked in a sleepy tone

“We’re… dancing…” You said, the day suddenly catching up with you

“Right then, dance quieter I want to sleep” Harry walked back to his room, rubbing his eyes as he went.

You yawned, the day finally catching up to you. It had been a long, wonderful, eventful day with your man but it was time for it to come to an end.

“Time for bed now, love. Let’s go.” Sam said, guiding you to his room

“No, no I’m okay Sammy let’s keep going” You weren’t fooling anybody as your head rested against his chest. But you didn’t struggle as he led you through the door, handing you one of his t shirts to wear as he left for the bathroom to let you change.

By the time he returned you were dozing between the sheets as Sam slipped in beside you, he was still humming the melody as he wrapped his arms around you. You were sleeping deeply with you head rested on his chest, safe in his arms. The way it should always be.

Okay. Another post about Black Veil Brides. Holy. Smokes.

I have to say that the BVB Army is the most cringy group of fans that I’ve ever fucking seen.

Where do I even start? Juliet and Andy deserve their privacy just as much as Jake and Inna and especially just as much as Ashley. I honest to fucking god am losing my shit with this fan base. All you guys do is spread negativity and hate. You’ve got to understand what Jake and Inna are going through with losing Trixy, and just because you say your joke is, in fact, a joke, they’re not going to take it that way if they find it hurtful.

THEY’RE GRIEVING, PEOPLE. They literally just lost a part of their family, and are not in the mood for your bullshit fucking jokes.

You can plea for them to unblock you on Instagram and to hear you out but that’s not going to happen. Just leave them alone. It literally doesn’t matter if you think you’re Black Veil Brides’ number one fucking fan. They don’t care. Just let them grieve, holy shit.

As for Ashley, oh my god where do I start. Ashley never asked for a Stan fan. He doesn’t deserve that and he deserves to be able to post on social media without being fucking harassed. Literally why is there so much fucking drama? Oh, that’s because 14-16 year old fangirls don’t have anything fucking else to do with their time.

Here’s a piece of advice: grow the fuck up.

I want to scream rn y'all don’t even know.

Now onto Juliet and Andy. I can’t tell you guys how many times I’ve seen jealous little girls bully Juliet on her Instagram. I saw one today that was literally making fun of her for her modeling. Like holy shit are you serious? I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again: why would you possibly want to spend your free time hating somebody? Jealousy? Andy and Juliet are a MARRIED COUPLE. Sorry to say but you can’t judge ones happiness on whether or not they’re smiling during a fucking photoshoot. What kind of logic??? I’m honestly baffled.

I don’t know what to say anymore, honestly. I’ve sat back and I’ve observed for maybe about a year and a half or two years since my last post about Ashley and it sickens me. All the drama sickens me. It’s disgusting. Any crazy Andy fangirl who can sit behind her keyboard and send awful things to someone Andy loves very dearly honest to fucking god needs to step back and reevaluate their life and see where they went wrong. Take a good, long, hard look at your life and really ask yourself how you let yourself become a bully.

Just because you don’t like someone doesn’t mean you have to voice your opinion in a way that degrades them, hurts them, or bullies them. It’s sickening.

The BVB Army is fucking toxic.

anonymous asked:

Being married to trauma nurse!Bucky. When you wander into the ER with a scraped knee, first he worries because he thinks something terrible has happened to his precious wife. But when you tell him he just rolls his eyes. "Babydoll, you're crazy." "Crazy for you." He'd take great care in cleaning your knee, covering it with the bandaids he normally used for little kids. "Baby, this is the ER, my high drama darlin'." You only huff and brush back his long hair. "Knee scrapes are important too."

God I love nurse Bucky so so much

Spinoff Saturday


Gemini: “you think that’s bad? i’ve had to reorganize seating TEN times today, because of my family drama. we forgot to invite my aunt to a mother’s day outing two years ago and she’s STILL mad. i swear, i’m just going to stick her in the back with the coworkers and passive-aggressive acquaintances”

Julia: “…remind me again why we didn’t just elope?”

*cough* wow gem. that story almost sounds too crazy not to be based off of some real-life experience your sim-god might have dealt with…

anonymous asked:

do you have any headcanons about phichit and yuuri dragging white people?

anon holy shit this is the best ask to wake up to

ok……. i feel like phichit and yuuri’s reactions are very lowkey and passive aggressive. they hear some shit from yts and they just do the Eye Contact of Color^TM (ECOC), a known glance amongst poc

like someone, whether it be this random white person or one of the european skaters, would be like “omg thailand! it’s so beautiful and ~EXOTIC~ there!! i heard you eat [insert some stereotype of a ~*weird asian food stereoype*~] there? that’s so weird lol!! but i love pad thai!!” and then phichit while texting on his phone is just like “oh ive never been to europe before! i heard you eat snails there? isn’t that CRAZY??” and yuuri’s just cackling in the background

JESUS oh my god or when some white person would try to lecture you on your own damn culture bc they think they know more about you bc they regularly consume anime or thai dramas…. phichit and yuuri just start talking in thai and japanese because if they know so much then why don’t they just go ahead and talk to them in their native languages?

back in detroit during college either yuuri and phichit will burst through their dorm room and be like “you will not BELIEVE what i just heard today” and probably call in leo and guang-hong too (ECOCs between all the skaters of color tho??? Solidarity.)

ok this is only phichit specifically (and possibly leo too) and know i talk about this a lot, but one of my favorite hcs is phichit never being able to burn in the sun bc his skin is so dark. ik this includes the lighter-skinned asians in the show but i see all these beach day art and i just love the fact that ppl like yuuri and yurio and victor have to worry about getting as much sunscreen on and staying in the shade and STILL get burned where phichit slaps on some sunscreen and is like! hey!!! im jus chillin here i love the sun so much what about you guys? and everyone is Dying

Shadowhunters Episode 11? I think

First Break
-Alec in GREY
-The Lightwood brothers slaying the game
-lighting still sucks lmao
-the music is lit AF
-Jace beat his ASS LMAO
-Blah blah climon
-Good job Jace GOOG JOB
-Suffer forever Valentine
-Aldertree is where now???
-who is this new guy and why is he scary???
-that mummy add? “Maybe it’s a rogue warlock” umm no? “She’s hot” no thx. It was funny tho

Second Break
-Izzy no. Oh my god.
-Luke beat his ass plz
-“new partner?” “She’s driving me crazy”
-I’m glad Raphael didn’t give in.
-please get your mysterious demon ass away from Izzy thx
-I know he is a very bad person but I’m excited to see what they do with his character
-also the camera work is really good

Third Break
-Is Simon talking to Maureen???
-Simon is so cute I cry
-I don’t like Clary but she looks good ( I went to type clary but typed Lart instead)
-Also she knows now lmaoooo

Fourth Break
-I’m just ignoring all these clace and climon scenes TBH
-Scene this scene between izzy and Sebastian but Will Tudor is doing an amazing job so far
-Luke is so important to me. I love him so much.
-I cry who is that hoe taking pictures
-Parabatai brotherly love I cry. Jace crying is MAKING ME SAD. ACTUAL BROTHERS BEING SUPPORTIVE AHHHH.

Fifth Break
-Sebastian’s eyes are creeping me out.
-Simon is so cute I cry. He is a blessing.
-Raphael got that studded collar
-Are the rumors true??? Do Malec fight together?!?!
-also Magnus is the love of my life
-loving this scene for some reason
-Jace flipping 10/10

Sixth Break
-Malec caring about each other is what I LIVE FOR
-“I can come back home with you if you’d like?” Alec cares so much
-Alec smiling at his sister being alive I cry
-What Magnus?!?!

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Watch I’m Watching: July 2017 Edition


Originally posted by msmemaaaa

Bride of the Water God (TVN)

Marriage Not Dating (TVN)

Another Oh Hae Young (TVN)

Soulmate (MBC)

For the last month or so, I have been in a dry spell of sorts. Dramas that usually catch my attention didn’t, and I found other things I wanted to watch more than dramas (which is a first for me). Bride of the Water God is a complicated drama, because while there is indeed flaws with it, I am eager to watch each episode — so I don’t see myself dropping this one. Soulmate is a early 2000′s coming of age romantic story that if I can get over the awful post 90′s hair styles, should be enjoyable. I’ve recently been able to rope my sister into kdramas (she has avoided them because of the subtitles) and I’ve been selecting some good shows that I know she would love — we usually watch an episode a night. So far I have gotten her through Coffee Prince, Weightlifting Fairy, and Marriage Not Dating, and since she likes meaningful rom-coms we are going to tackle Another Oh Hae Young. I was obsessed with that show when it was on, even if I didn’t love the last couple of episodes.

On Hold

Originally posted by leeskyung

The Best Hit (KBS2)

Fight My Way (KBS2)

Chicago Typewriter (TVN)

All of these dramas are great, I just haven’t been in the mood to finish their runs — but I know I will. I sometimes like dramas enough that I will inadvertently delay their endings because I want more episodes. I’m on the last two episodes of Chicago typewriter and about halfway through Fight My Way and The Best Hit, but I’ll finish them eventually. I miss seeing Yoon Shi Yoon and Yoo Ah In on my computer screen!


Originally posted by krysyuy

Criminal Minds (TVN)I’ve yet to see Lee Jun Ki in a modern drama (my sister also has never seen him before and he is a GIFT), so I wouldn’t miss this for the world. I’m also a big fan of the American TV show, so I will hopefully enjoy this.

Reunited Worlds (SBS)
The premise of this one seems crazy, but I’ve had good experiences with supernatural romances before. Age gap dramas are not always my cup of tea though.

School 2017 (KBS2)
I have yet to complete a School series yet, but this one looks promising — I haven’t seen a school aged drama in a while, and the writing of these series are usually very good.

Stranger/Strange Forest (TVN)
This is getting RAVE reviews and I know almost nothing about the plot, which almost never happens. I’m excited to start this one.

What are you watching?

Romeo, O, Romeo

AN: The reader is in college and meets a slightly tipsy Jasper Jordan under odd circumstances. (Modern AU)
Pairings: Jasper x reader, Bellamy x Clarke, Monty x Miller
Spoiler(s): None
Warning(s): Swearing
Prompt: “I was on my balcony and you started loudly quoting Romeo and Juliet at me” (Not actually using the sentence, just the concept.


“Let’s get this fucking party started!” Bellamy Blake roared, lifting his solo cup to the sky.

You laughed affectionately and shook your head at the boy as the surrounding children cheered. For a history major, Bellamy Blake really knew how to live in the present. You just hoped that his spontaneous nature was going to wreck your shared house. Your best friend, Clarke, nudged you with her elbow.

“Don’t worry,” she assured, “I’ll keep him in check.”

You smiled at the girl, “And who’s gonna keep you in check Miss Griffin? Need I remind you that last time we had a party, you spent the whole time making out with Bell in my bedroom?”

“Me of course!” Monty Green cheered, kissing you briefly on the cheek, “We’ve got this under control Y/N. I promise you, nothing is going to go wrong.”

Just then, you heard the distinctive shattering of glass and sighed, giving Monty an exasperated look. His boyfriend, Nathan Miller shrugged at you and gave your arm a sympathetic squeeze.

“Try and have some fun tonight Y/N/N, for me?” Nathan asked.

“How can I when she’s here?” You retorted, jutting your chin towards your ex-girlfriend, Lexa.

Clarke looked down sheepishly, “You’re right, I shouldn’t have invited her. I’m sorry Y/N.”

You shrugged, still slightly annoyed with your friend, “Nothing we can do now.”

The music hammered your eardrums and, although you wanted to dance, the idea of bumping into Lexa made you physically ill so instead you just downed your drink, wincing at the burn.

“I’m going back to my room, call me when Bellamy gets too drunk to walk okay?” you said.

“No!” Monty whined, “You can’t go, not before you meet my friend Jasper.”

“Jasper?” You asked.

“Jasper Jordan.” Nathan explained, “Monty thought that you guys might hit it off. Mont, you said that you’d told her!”

Monty shifted his weight from one foot to the other, “I was worried that she’d say no.”

“I would’ve sad no.” you sighed, “You know how I feel about set ups Mont.”

“But he’s so great, he-“

“Tell him that I’m sorry, I’m going to bed. Night guys.” You said.


You rubbed your neck, trying to work out a knot that had been bugging you as you sat on your bed. It infuriated you, knowing that Lexa was only one staircase away and you instinctively knew that you wouldn’t be able to sleep until she’d left.
Suddenly, your room seemed stifling and you jumped to push open the doors to your balcony. The cool night air was welcome on your skin and you breathed a sigh of relief. You closed your eyes and drunk in the air like water. You could hear the music and the obnoxious sounds that people made at parties, but you strained your ears, feeling as though, if you listened closely enough, you would hear something new, something beautiful.

“But soft, what light through yonder window breaks?” An unfamiliar voice called to you,
“It is the east and Juliet is the sun!
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief
That thou her maid art far more fair than she.
Be not her maid, since she is envious;
Her vestal livery is but sick and green,
And none but fools do wear it. Cast it off.
It is my lady, O, it is my love!
O that she knew she were!” the dark haired boy paused, swaying slightly with his arms still extended from his monologue, “I forgot the rest.” He eventually said.

You let out the laughter that had been pressing against your lips and leant over the railing to get a better look at the boy.

“That was really impressive!” You told him.

His eyes lit up with excitement and he smiled.

“She speaks.
O, speak again, bright angel, for thou art
As glorious to this night, being o’er my head,
As is a winged messenger of heaven
Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes
Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him
When he bestrides the lazy-puffing clouds
And sails upon the bosom of the air.” He finished, taking a deep bow as you applauded him, your giggles dancing through the night air.

“Are you an English major or something?” You asked your tipsy Romeo.

The boy smiled and shook his head, “Chemistry actually, but I did drama in high school.”

You returned the boy’s smile; he was cute in a ruffled, unkempt way. You felt the beginnings of butterflies stirring in your chest and forgot all about Lexa for a moment.

“Do you wanna come up here or what?” you asked, shocking yourself.

The boy stumbled, “Wha-w-really? Sure! I’m Jasper by the way.”

You recoiled, “Jasper Jordan?”

“Yes.” He drew out, “What’s your name? Or should I just keep calling you Juliet?”

You laughed again, “Y/N, my name is Y/N.”

“Y/N Y/L/N? Oh my God this is so crazy!” Jasper laughed, “Give me a minute, how can I find you?”

“I’m up the staircase, the last bedroom down the hallway.”

Jasper smiled and gave you the thumbs up, jogging back into the crowded house. You frantically cleaned your room as well as you could, taking a few seconds to run a brush through your hair too before you heard the gentle knock at your door.

“Come in.”

Jasper Jordan looked almost shy as he stepped into your bedroom, a bottle of champagne in one hand and a pizza box in the other.

“Dinner arrived,” he explained with a shy smile, “I thought you might be hungry.”

“I am, thanks.” You smiled, taking the box from Jasper and placing it next to you on the bed.

The boy took a tentative seat next to you and opened the champagne.

“Ah the classic pairing, champagne and pizza.” You joked, “I know it well.”

Jasper laughed, clinking the rim of his glass against yours.

“I’m gonna be honest, I wasn’t expecting the whole balcony scene thing to actually work,” Jasper told you, “so I’m not entirely sure what my next move is.”

You shrugged, liking the nervous side you were seeing, “Maybe your next move should just be being you.”

“Being me?” Jasper thought for a moment, “I like it. Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you Y/N.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you too Jasper.”


The two of you sat and talked into the early hours of the morning, laughing and joking like you’d known each other for years. You like Jasper Jordan. He was cute and smart and funny and he treated you like you were the only person he wanted to be with. Somehow the two of you had moved closer, his shoulder pressed gently against yours and his pinky finger brushing yours.

“Oh my God, it’s only 3:30.” You laughed, looking down at your watch, “I thought it was late.”

Jasper’s eyes caught yours and you felt the mood shift ever so slightly.

“O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;
They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.” Jasper whispered, his eyes dropping to your lips.

“Saints do not move, though grant for prayer’s sake.” You answered your breath hitching.

Jasper smiled, cupping your cheek with his hand and moving his head closer to yours.

“Then move not, while my prayer’s effect I take.
Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged.”

His lips brushed yours, almost shyly at first, and then with more intensity as you kissed back, moving your lips against his.

Jasper’s eyes were wide with wonder when you broke apart, breathless and giggling like school kids. Together you collapsed backwards onto your bed.

“You’re fucking amazing, you know that?” Jasper smiled at you.

You laughed, pressing a soft kiss to his lips, “So are you.”

Jasper leant up on his elbows suddenly, “We can do this again right? Maybe on a proper date?”

“Sure. We can most definitely do that.”