now you can go to the club and show your real id

Sterek A-Z Challenge: one word prompts

Week 14: N - No

The thud of the bass rattled Stiles’ bones as he approached the sketchy club. He’d taken a cab from his and Derek’s apartment as instructed because Derek hadn’t wanted him wandering around the city so late at night by himself, and Stiles actually agreed. New York was nothing like Beacon Hills.

Sure, there was chaos, murder, and mayhem, but of a completely different nature. The supernatural, Stiles could handle, but human…

His third week in the city, Stiles had been mugged. Derek had been furious with him.

It wasn’t a fair representation of the city. New York was great, and so were the people. The city was surprisingly high on the list of safe major cities as opposed to how it was portrayed in the media and Hollywood, but Stiles had been so used to knowing what goes bump in the night, that he had completely forgotten humans could be just a vicious and cruel as any supposed mythical creature.

So, Stiles now cabbed everywhere he went, usually. Of course, the next time he’d ignored Derek’s mild request to take cabs or wait for Derek to pick him up, Stiles was kidnapped by a grief-stricken, slighted werewolf hell bent on revenge against Laura Hale.

Stiles shoved his hands deep into the pockets of his red straight cut jeans that he wore with one of Derek’s sweaters. Not a club outfit, but Stiles wasn’t at the club to party. He was there to listen to Derek DJ his first gig, or whatever it was called. He bypassed the growing line and walked straight up to the big burly bouncer dude holding a clipboard.

“Sup, dude,” Stiles said. He flashed a grin of false confidence as he rocked forward on the balls of his feet. “I’m on the guest list. Stiles Stilinski.”

The bouncer eyed him and snorted before he consulted the clipboard. “Sure. ID,” he said.

“Oh, yeah. Sure.” Stiles fumbled for his wallet, nearly dropping his license when he pulled it out. It was brand new and still glossy. His license had expired a few months ago, and he’d had to renew it in New York. “Here ya go. I’m totally underage. Not trying to sneak in to drink. Just here for the music.”

The bouncer checked his ID, eyes darting between Stiles and his grinning picture, then back down to the guest list. “Sorry, kid. Can’t let you in.”

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5 | Save Me

word count:
 3,381 i love writing i’m sorry

warnings: violence, gore probably smut at some point I mean it’s me we’re talking about, dead bodies, non-con etc. very mature themes. this chapter has mentions of torture, non-con, bruises, being beaten etc

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“I could ask you the same thing, Serena.”

The once beautiful girl looked drained, she didn’t seem like your best friend, something had changed. Evidently. She was wearing a red silky dressing gown that had parted slightly at the front, revealing her matching lingerie underneath. Her overall appearance was outlandishly sexy and completely out of character, she would normally never wear anything like that, never mind be confident enough to answer the door dressed that way. Was she fucking Mr Lee?

“Sorry I think you’ve got the wrong house, it’s just me and my boyfriend home.” She smiled, talking just a little too loud for your liking,

“Serena what the fuck is going on?! Why are you here?” You whispered, just in case the dangerous professor was lurking behind her,

“I told you we didn’t order a pizza. I’m sorry you have the wrong address. You have to leave now-” Serena tried slamming the door shut on you, but a large hand gripped at the dark wood, stopping the door from shutting completely.

“Y/N.. Is that you?”

Mr Lee.

“Yeah, uh, my car broke down and I was just looking for some help… I didn’t know you lived here.”

Shivers ran down your spine when you saw him, he was still the same young, handsome professor you once trusted and looked up to. He was wearing a crisp navy suit, his black hair was slicked back and stubble shadowed his fierce features. Only difference being this time you were more than aware of his out of school activities, and he’d somehow managed to drag Serena into it too. Was she working for him all along?

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Guys My Age (Yoongi x Reader)

Summary: “Guys my age don’t know how to touch me, don’t know how to love me good…” After dumping her cheating, chronically-stoned boyfriend, Y/N Y/L/N swears she’s fucking DONE with guys her age. Enter Min Yoongi, Y/N’s old crush– who also happens to be her father’s coworker. Y/N and Yoongi run into each other at a club, where Y/N’s only goal is to come for the first time in months. Yoongi is more than happy to help her reach it.

Warnings: SMUT, cursing, age-gap

Word count: 6,034

A/N: Has anyone noticed my Hey Violet obsession yet? I’m thinking of doing something for “Unholy” next after I finish my “to-be-completed” list… let me know what u think ;) Follow for more or subscribe to me on AO3, where I’m listed as MelWinchester/PichiWrites. notes and reblogs help me out ever so much! Love love love <3 (gif not mine)

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seduce ; jeon jungkook

genre: some dirty stuff in there, so a lil smut ft my badass humour 

summary: you’re forced to seduce jungkook, who your spy team really despises and who you’re enemies with, but you think you feel different towards him. || spy, playboy jungkook lmfao

ALSO: those in your spy team are jimin, taehyung, areum, you and jiyeon. in jungkook’s team are namjoon, him, hoseok, eunbi and naeyoung.

jjang = cheers! 

your spy team were the opponents of jungkook’s team, you’ve been trying to beat each other at missions for almost two years, and the bickering between the calls of saying, “we’re ahead first. watch out.” never got old. your team were also really sarcastic and it was pretty funny to watch when others wouldn’t answer the sarcastic saying.

“you want me to seduce that jungkook?!” you spat out the cold beer from your mouth. “no no, guys, i love you and all that, but i can’t seduce him- he has a fucking girlfriend, for crying out loud!”

“of course, what other jungkook would there be?” jiyeon said sarcastically. 

“kim jungkook. park jungkook, i dunno.” you said.

“y/n, that’s your only choice.” jimin spoke, who was in your spy team gang sorta thing. “c’mon.”

“why me?” you ask.

“because you know jungkook,” areum said as she placed her laptop in front of her, “you’re like.. the only person out of us five who talked to him before.”

“i talked to him because i was a foolish bitch,” you said, “what is it that we need?”

“kim namjoon, who’s in jungkook’s team, stole our fucking monitor.” areum groaned, “the monitor we use to track down the situations we needed to save, since they didn’t have it. thought they were the rich assholes out of us.”

“why didn’t we just get him arrested,” you roll your eyes, “at least i won’t get to fucking seduce jeon jungkook. what if he was going to propose to eunbi?”

“first, screw eunbi for a second, would we?” taehyung said, “you need to do it, please. for us. jungkook’s gotten more serious about defending themselves because of us. we need to get the fake id we use to get in the club in seoul, and he has it. you’re our only hope.”

“okay.. fine.” you sigh, placing the bottle of beer on the glass table and falling back onto the black, leather loveseat. 

your phone began to go off and you chuckled bitterly at the ringer.

“who’s that?” jiyeon asked.

“it’s jungkook.” immediately, taehyung, jimin and areum surrounded you.

“hello?” you say and put him on speaker.

“hi cutie,” jungkook called and you rolled your eyes. taehyung cringed from beside.

“thought you had a girlfriend,” you chuckled and areum covered her mouth. “what do you want, jeon?”

“good luck on the mission, i wanted to say.” you can sense the smirk in his voice. “there’s an extra one signed up for both of our teams.”

“what is it?”

“there’s this hidden watch at the seoul casino near downtown,” jungkook said, “we have to deliver it to our managers. it’s first served. wish you luck.”

“wish you luck my ass.” you rolled your eyes, “we can handle three missions easily, as we have trained for three years. unlike your.. rookie team. only for a year.”

“we were called professionals, excuse me.” jungkook said, “maybe i’ll see you at the casino, cutie.”

“don’t call me that.” you growled. you hung up and clenched your jaw.

“y/n.. uh, breakfast is done.” jimin smiled innocently at you.

you take a deep breath, “we’re going to focus on the missions.”

areum, the leader of cameras and monitors, types in into her laptop.

“looks like jungkook and his gang aren’t at home..” areum said as you stare out of the house they stayed in. “i’m looking at every single camera and none of them are showing. let me check where they are.”

“don’t see their cars.” jimin said, “i think we’re able to get the monitors and the fake id.”

you nod as you and jimin put in the ear piece, it wasn’t convenient at the moment but you never know if they have bodyguards around the house. you and jimin get out of the black van and stare at it.

“can you both hear me?” taehyung said, who was in charge of the ear pieces. you and jimin were always the ones who got out of the van and ended up doing the mission, while jiyeon kept the codes, even if they were such a secret.

“yep,” you and jimin said at the same time. you gripped jimin’s hand for support and he gave you a faint smile. you both snuck from the back.

“okay,” taehyung said, “jiyeon said the code is 7569.”

you punch the code in and the door opened, revealing the clean, shiny inside of the house. it was too quiet, you were surprised they didn’t have maids and kept this clean.

“they are such rich assholes,” jimin laughed, “like.. rich..”

“whatever,” you sigh, “tae, put areum on hold.”

“what do you need?” areum asked.

“where’s the id and the monitors?”

“they’re in jungkook’s office. obviously i don’t know what draw it might be so you have to look.”

“god.. where is his office? this place is a fucking maze..” jimin mutters.

“oh, go to the left staircase and it’s the third door.” areum said, “are you settled?”

“we found it.” jimin said. was jungkook’s office really an office? in your thoughts, it looked like a luxury room. a huge laptop, a huge smart tv, a couch, a desk, maybe it was secretly.

you and jimin began to look at the draws, “and jungkook said it was hard to find.”

“you found it?” you looked at jimin as he held the monitor and id. he nodded, proudly. “okay, let’s get out of here.”

he grabbed your hand as you swiftly got yourselves out of the house.

“y/n?” you hear his voice. you gulped and you turned around.

“hey,” jungkook smirked. “you thought i wasn’t gone? well, i was here waiting for you.”

“playboy,” you mutter. 

“y/n, do something.” jiyeon said.

“it’s nice to see you too, jungkook.” you fake smile, rubbing your left arm.

“nice to see you with your.. boyfriend?” he pointed at jimin. “i thought you could do better.”

“i feel bad for your girlfriend, eunbi.. man, it must suck that her boyfriend’s sweet-talking with another girl.” jimin said.

jungkook changed the topic, “so, you found the id and monitors, huh?”

“we’re leaving.” you turned around and jimin followed.

you and jimin began to walk to the car.

“that went.. smoother..” jiyeon said as taehyung began to drive, “you’re not affected by jungkook’s words, right?”

“he’s just a fuckboy.” you said, “his attitude suits his looks for all i care.”

you sipped your water bottle. “now, we have to prepare for the real mission.”

placing your gold earrings, you sighed as you looked at yourself in the mirror. you were wearing a red skater dress with a v cut on the back, and you prayed that the shoulders won’t fall off. you paired it with white heels you borrowed from areum, and you placed your ear piece in since all of you were taking part to find the watch.

“look at you, grown up.” areum smirked, “or.. is it to seduce jungkook?”

“none,” you said, “are the cameras all set?”

“yup, jiyeon’s got the tracking monitor working. jungkook’s gang are heading to the casino.” areum placed her phone in her bag.

“are you all ready?” taehyung asked as he adjusted his hair at the corridor mirror. jimin came after him, shoving his phone in his pocket.

“yep,” you, areum and jiyeon said.

“good luck.” areum looked at you and jimin.

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College!AU Hoshi
  • major: acting 
  • minor: sociology 
  • sports: tried out for baseball team with seokmin but dropped it freshman year 
  • clubs: on campus dance team, theater ensemble 
  • like his best friend seokmin, hoshi is incredibly popular on campus. everyone knows him because he’s always being goofy w/seokmin or reciting lines from his memory in the quad while standing atop on of the benches
  • anyone who’s walked from one class to another has probably met hoshi on their way and hoshi probably gave them a flyer advertising the theater ensembles next performance and then made them pinky promise to come
  • and like people always go because hoshi is a natural born actor who manages to captivate people like magic and it’s obvious he’s going to make it 
  • choose sociology as a major to better understand human relationships and situations brought about in the real world and how to display them accurately through the characters he plays 
  • people are always telling him to audition for movies or tv shows and the thing is hoshi is much more in love with theater than he is with being on tv. his favorite thing ever is musical theater and aside from being the lead almost all the time , he also choreographs a lot of the dancing in the college productions 
  • everyone in the acting major calls him ‘genius 10:10:’ and one of his classes starts at 10:10am and the second he walks through the door he’s just like *finger guns* “it’s hoshi time”
  • the professor: no it’s ‘contemporary women playwrights’ class time. hoshi sit down
  • sometimes he’ll do method acting and come into class with a british accent or he’ll come in wearing a hakch’angui and everyones like ???? but hoshi has literally no sense of embarrassment 
  • makes business major mingyu practice his lines with him during lunch and mingyu’s like “literally. id rather be studying finances right now.” and hoshi’s like “read your lines.” and mingyu *trying to mimic a high pitched voice* “o-oh prince of my dre-” hoshi: “no no no, say it more romantically.” mingyu: “…….i will kill you.”
  • the theater majors have parties every time they complete one of their shows and honestly it’s like the most lit even on campus because everyone’s dancing around in the empty theater drunk out of their mind, playing around with props, and still in campus and whoever told you theater majors don’t know how to have fun is a LIAR hoshi tried to climb the curtains at one of the parties while still wearing his outfit from ‘peter-pan’ and claiming he was searching for captain hook, who, coincidentally had passed out in one the dressing rooms. tl;dr: theater majors get WILD
  • but otherwise hoshi’s the outgoing guy on campus who everyone wants to befriend or hangout with because he’s funny, cute, can dance, and will imitate your favorite actors if you ask him 
  • and you know him, you’ve been to a couple of the college theater’s shows and you’re impressed by him like everyone else. you never really think about approaching him though because his circle of friends is big enough so it’s more of like you know the name hoshi, but beyond that you two are strangers
  • which is why when you drop by the theater to ask if anyone has seen your friend who’s also part of the ensemble you’re surprised to see that hoshi is alone there pacing up and down the stage in a panic
  • and you call out to him like ask if he’s seen your friend around
  • and hoshi turns to you and jumps off the stage and makes a damn beeline to where you’re standing near the last row of seats and like
  • you’ve never seen him up close but now he’s standing like 4 feet away from your face and hurriedly he explains that your friend canceled on practicing with him because of a test and now there’s no one here to practice with and opening night is tomorrow and he’s basically like a frantic mess
  • and you’re like ?@@?@?!?@?!?!?/ “im sorry????? can’t you ask someone else-” and hoshi is shaking his head like “mingyu’s at study hall, wonwoo’s not answering his phone, minghao never reads lines with me, and seokmin- that rascal - he’s got a baseball game!” 
  • and then ………. and then hoshi snaps his fingers and his face completely changes and he’s like “are you free right now?”
  • and you can tell where this is going and you want to lie and be like “oooo i have lab gtg” but then again you don’t have lab and also you don’t want to lie to this person whose obviously in need of help and so you swallow and nod and hoshi smiles 
  • and stretches out to take your hand and put the script he’s holding into it 
  • and that’s how you find yourself standing on stage. alone. with hoshi. 
  • and out of all the plays it’s pride and prejudice (the musical version apparently) and the lines hoshi needs to practice the most are from darcy’s famous confession and like
  • as he’s getting into character you’re like sweating stammering over ur lines as elizabeth and like when ur done hoshi suddenly changes from a lively smiley boy you know him best as to this cold look in his eyes and he takes a step forward confidently and like 
  • the lines of the confession are really mature and use a lot of large words and hoshi sounds so eloquent and his tone drops to be lower and you’re honestly spellbound when he reaches out to touch your face and you’re supposed to smack his hand away but like ,,,, you can’t 
  • this serious side of hoshi, although it’s for the character he’s playing, has you basically starstruck and after a minute of just staring at him with your mouth open hoshi backs away and starts laughing like 
  • “are you frozen??” and you feel yourself turning red and you’re like “n-n-no!! i just- you got close so-” and hoshi points to the script like “yeah, i have to get close. but…..ill let you off since this is your first time doing a read-through. let’s try it again?”
  • and so you stand there on the stage with him and time passes and after a while you find yourself having a lot of fun, mostly do in part to how playful and encouraging hoshi is
  • like you’ve never acted in your life and all he needs you to do is read the words on the paper and do basic movements, but hoshi makes it fun and he compliments you on even the slightest thing and you’re like “he’s being friendly, don’t fall for it.” buT HOW Can you not 
  • his smiling face, his ability to make you feel at ease, the way he’s just so so so nice about everything
  • your heart just,,,,,,it just cracks 
  • finally you check your watch and see that’s already past 8 and you’re like fRICK i need to get to my dorm and start studying for tomorrows class and so you bow to hoshi and say you have to go
  • but before you grab your bag and run he takes a hold of your hand and pulls you back and is like “remember how i said tomorrow is opening night? promise you’ll come? the shows at 10!” and you nod like yeah yeah but you’re not thinking straight because you’re in panic trying to remember if tomorrow’s class has a quiz or not
  • and so you run out after he lets you go and you don’t see because you’re busy trying to sprint across campus but hoshi grins to himself and thinks he needs to put on a really good show tomorrow, better than usual, since someone he likes will be watching 
  • but the next day the fact that hoshi’s show is opening completely escapes your mind because it turns out there was a quiz and you’re so tired because you got to the dorm late and ended up studying the wrong section of your book and now you’re like im getting a ZERO its over and like everything else escapes you
  • it’s only when it’s around 10 pm and you get a text from your roommate that’s like “im gong to be late, @ the theater for pride and prejudice (:” and you’re like “ahhh sounds so fun………”
  • and then as you’re literally in bed in your pajamas about to Knock Out your eyes open and you’re like 
  • but before you rush out in your mickey mouse pj’s you fall back on your bed and mumble that hey, you two aren’t even that close, he won’t mind or care
  • and with that it’s light out for you
  • but at the theater hoshi keeps scanning the crowd and seokmin’s whose backstage to wish him luck is like ??? my dude what are you looking for ?? and hoshi’s like “do you know this person……” and he says your name, describes how you look and seokmin’s like yEah i know them but why - you’re friends?? and hoshi’s like “if you see them, tell them to come backstage after - i owe them a thanks.” and seokmin shurgs like ok got it
  • but the show comes to an end and seokmin’s like sorry they didn’t show and hoshi’s smile falters and it’s the first time the rest of the theater ensemble has ever seen him look so defeated after opening night
  • and for the week after hoshi keeps thinking maybe you’ll stop by one of the shows but you never do because you think hoshi’s long forgot about your favor for him
  • until you’re sitting in the campus cafe with your laptop and someone taps your shoulder and you turn around to see minghao who you know from one of your classes and you’re like ??? and minghao gives you a note and he’s like
  • “hoshi told me to give this to you. i don’t know why he couldn’t do it himself, but he paid me so here i am.” and you take the note and open it and its tickets to the theater ensemble’s show + a message that says for you to stick around after the show is over and honestly you’re Confused
  • and you ask minghao if he can tell you where hoshi is right now and minghao’s like “sorry, hoshi paid me not to say that either.” 
  • you: how much 
  • minghao: 25 bucks. you wanna best the offer?
  • you:……………nvm then
  • and like minghao waves and leaves and you’re looking at the tickets and the note and you’re just like maybe he did notice the fact that i didn’t come to opening night?? 
  • but like you don’t want to jump to conclusions so you’re like you know a little hesitant in even going but you decide it’d be rude to pass up so you go
  • and the show, as expected, is amazing. hoshi does such a good job he makes the audience cry and people are going up at the end to hand him flowers and praise him and everyone’s chattering about hoshi and his parts
  • and you nervously stand around near the back row, unsure of what exactly you’re supposed to do since hoshi told you to stick around when suddenly the girl who played elizabeth comes up and takes your hand and is like “c’mon!” and you’re like AH?? and she’s like giggling and dragging you beind the stage
  • and the rest of the students, still in costume, greet you and finally she stops in front of someone with their back turned and she’s like “i brought them - Mr. Darcy!”
  • and you’re like ????? what the hell is this a movie?? am i dreaming?? am i on prank’d-
  • and the person turns and it’s hoshi still in costume (this story takes place in 18th century england so please imagine hoshi in breeches w like those coats and a puffy neck scarf p l e as e) and you’re like holding back a laugh and suddenly he starts speaking lines from the confession 
  • “in vain I have struggled. It will not do. my feelings will not be repressed. you must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire-” 
  • and someones from the back is like “WE GET IT DARCY JUST ASK THEM ON THE DATE”
  • and hoshi is like im GEtting TO it 
  • and tbh like it’s hoshi he wanted asking you out on a date to be dramatic and extra by literally asking you out in character but you know his theatermates are right he needs to get to the point
  • and so hoshi is like “im glad you could make it this time, but because you technically broke the promise you made to meeeeeeeeeeee how about making it up with dinner??”
  • and you’re Shocked to say the least 
  • because you’re not sure /why/ he’s asking you out like the only time you ever got relatively close is when you helped him and that was just the case of being in the right place at the right time 
  • BUT it’s not like you’re going to say no because hello it’s hoshi and you shyly nod and the entire ensemble breaks out into applause and hoshi tries to say something again in his character voice and you’re like “please don’t come dressed like that to dinner, i will pretend not to know you” and hoshi’s like “noted”
  • the dinner date is nothing like the actually invitation, it’s surprisingly nice and in this cozy little restaurant and hoshi tells you about himself and asks you about you and you’re like this is so calm and ………..unexpected
  • and tbh you’re a little like “this isn’t what i thought he’d be like.” and as hoshi is walking you to your dorm he’s like “listen, seokmin said that i need to tone it down sometimes so i hope this date was ok and i didn’t annoy by blabbering or something-” and you’re like 
  • “did seokmin suggest you take me to the restaurant?” and hoshi’s like “yeah, how’d you know?”
  • and you bite your lip to not laugh and you’re like “it’s just……it’s just so not your style!” and hoshi breaks into his own chuckle and he’s like “i kNOW right! i wanted to take you to dance practice with me but seokmin said that’d be too overwhelming or something like that!”
  • and you’re like “hey, second date - how about you teach me some dance movies or theater lines?” and hoshi grins and leans in a bit closer and he’s like “this is why i knew i liked you!” and he’s close and you’re kinda like akhflekjw but then you lean in and peck his cheek like “the date was still fun because it was with you anyway text me bye”
  • and you run inside and hoshi touches his cheek and like five minutes later you get a text 
  • but when you open it it’s a selfie of hoshi and he’s drawn a little heart on his cheek and he’s like “thank you~~ see you soon~~you’re the cutest~~ im gonna tell seokmin im taking you with me to dance and that he’s always wrong about everything~~”
  • after the second date, in which hoshi introduced you to everyone on the campus dance team and then proudly threw his arm around your shoulder and was like “you all better not get any ideas, they’re mine.” and after dancing for like two hours straight tackled you in a sweaty hug, it was safe to say that you two were a thing
  • hoshi telling anyone you guys are dating: “yeah, we’re dating. i made up a victory dance for the occasion, wanna see it?”
  • hoshi? you mean king of pda 
  • kisses on campus, nuzzling your face with his own in the library, surprise bear hugs when you visit him during theater practice, holding your hand under the table when you’re out to eat with the theater kids or seokmin, swinging your hands happily as he walks you to class
  • let me repeat: KING OF PDA 
  • everytime he’s got theater practice he like calls you to ask your opinion on his emotion through the phone like he’ll make everyone stop what they’re doing, just to call you and repeat a line and be like “is it good? do i sound emotionally distraught about my ship sinking?” and you’re like “yeah, you sound great captain hook.” and hoshi’s like im nOT PLAYINg captain HOOK thO
  • you’re his go to person to practice lines on and everyone in his friend group is so damn thankful until once when you were away on a trip and seokmin was like “hey, mingyu listen-” and mingyu was like oh god oh no oh god
  • makes jokes all the time that nearly give you heartattacks like he once was like “im gonna get a nose piercing for my next role, maybe dye my eyebrows green too to really get into chara-” and you were like “if you do ill shave your eyebrows off.”
  • whenever you’re sitting beside each other hoshi has to have his arm around your waist and he always tries to get away with putting his head in your lap to sleep
  • lots of people perceive hoshi as this endless ball of energy and at first you did too but then you learn that he deals with not only theater practice, but papers for his sociology minor and also competitions for dance and ontop of that he’ll take weekends to teach dance afterschool at a local middle school
  • and so when he is dead tired and literally just flops down and falls asleep with his face against your arm or in your lap you can only brush his hair from his face and whisper that you’re so proud to be dating someone so selfless 
  • he does this thing where he’ll be gently kissing down your neck and you close your eyes onLY to fEEL him lift you up over his shoulder and start running in circles and you’re like H O S  H I and he’s laughing like “are you dizzy??” and you’re like are we fIVE 
  • minghao voice from somewhere: yes, yall are five
  • hoshi will sometimes be like “im sorry i cant take you on more fancy dates” and you’re like “im fine just watching you rehearse for a show or practice dancing, it’s fine as long as im with you.” and hoshi just tackles you and kisses your face all over and everyone’s like grOSS except dino whose like !!!!!! TRUE LOVE IS THE BEST!!!!!!!!
  • you come over to his dorm and you guys steal seokmin’s + jeonghan’s blankets to build a fort and they’re both like can you not but you and hoshi in your blanket fort you built in the communal living room: “you’re just jealous and lonely. we’re gonna cuddle now.”
  • hoshi surprises you by getting tickets to a musical in the city and you get to see his fanboy side come out as he excitedly names all the actors and singers in the musical and like when the dance parts come on you see his eyes like flash with stars
  • and once you saw a musical with this singer from one of hoshi’s favorite groups, and when you get the signature hoshi can’t stop talking about it he’s like “babe….BABE……onew signed my fan with his face on it….BABE”
  • sends you selfies of him getting fitted by the fashion majors for the costumes for their next show and he sent a selfie shirtless and then was like “oops!! accident!!” 
  • (it was not an accident lmfao)
  • sometimes when he’s sleepy and trying to stay awake he becomes super like serious and charming and he’ll just sleepily look at you and be like “you know you’re stunning right, like i could look at you all day.” and you’re like akhgoew hoshi read your textbook and he’s like “ok………but seriously i love looking at you.” 
  • puts notes into your books when you’re not looking that are like cute reminders that he loves you and it’s sentimental because this all started with a note and it’s just,,,,, it’s cute
  • you: hoshi where do you get this cute as hell stationary?
    hoshi: steal it from dino
  • now when hoshi has an opening night you make sure to be there in the front row,  cheering him on! you always get him flowers to give afterword but he’s like “you know what else i want?” and you roll your eyes and kiss him hehe
  • everyone on the dance team keeps trying to lock you two in the dance practice room overnight but hoshi’s like you rascals what the hell do you think we’d do and he always scolds them for it (while blushing a  L O T)
  • hoshi: let’s take slow dancing lessons together
  • you: we don’t have time hoshi
  • hoshi: well we’re gonna have to know for when we get married???
  • seokmin: that’s so corny. It actually hurt me
  • when you finally get around to asking hoshi what it is that made him like you in the first place he’s sitting with you on the stage after rehersal and everyone’s gone and he like pulls you so you’re sitting in his lap and he’s like “you’re the only person kind enough to not lie to me when i asked for your help, and even when you just had to read the lines you put in effort for me - someone you barely knew and i thought to myself this person is a lot like me.” and you’re like ??? a lot like you and hoshi kisses the side of your face and he’s like “willing to help anyone and everyone out, even if they’re some weird boy who asked you to rehearse romantic lines with him for a play.”

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What Matters To Me

Requested by an Anon:I keep missing when you open for requests due to time zones so I hope it’s ok if I get in early :) could you do one where the reader and jax are really flirty and obv like each other and the guys all take bets on when they’ll get together. 

Triggers: Implied smut. infertility 

AN: Sorry, not sorry that it’s so long!

I pulled into the lot at TM after a hellish work week, I hadn’t seen the guys in two weeks. I was looking forward to spending some time with my friends and family. I was reaching into the back of the car, when I was left off of my feet, I let out a squeal of surprise, then I went flying. 

Jax tossed me over his shoulder, carrying me across the lot. I smacked his ass. “Put me down Jackson, I can walk!” I laughed. I let out another squeal when I felt his hand smack my ass. 

“No I’m afraid you’re a flight risk! I haven’t seen for two weeks, you’re damn lucky Ma didn’t send out a search party! Besides we’re having a drink!” He laughed carrying me into the clubhouse, dumping me on one of the couches. Bringing me a beer over, he sat down next to me. “Where have you been?”

“Some of us have real jobs, and can’t ride around on bikes all day being a menace to society.” I slapped at his chest laughing when he frowned at me.

“You better respect your VP!” He raised his eyebrows and smirked at me.

I busted out laughing, standing up, I held out my hand, helping him up. “Come on Prince, I’m going to beat your ass at pool.”

“Oh you’re on darli’n!” He kissed my forehead as he stood up and dragged me over to the pool table. 

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“...Don’t Know Me.”

Requested by an anon. (!)Trigger Warning: Self Harm| Please don’t do it guys!

Originally posted by 50shadesofgraylee

Giriboy X Reader
Request: Giriboy likes a fellow celebrity who has a hidden dark past of self harm. You have been warned. 

He didn’t think you had problems like this. You were such a sweet girl. It’s not like it was noticeable anyways. Everyone just saw you as this pure hearted, strong, girl. But your past was hidden under your sleeves.

You began rapping as a hobby. It’s what you did when you were bored. You loved rap, hip hop and R&B. You sometimes dreamed of being a rapper but it wasn’t your first choice in a career you wanted for the rest of your young life.

You were a sweet and lovable girl. Of course not everyone thought the same. You were picked on by the other children just for being a little bit different. You didn’t wear the same size uniform as the other girls. Yours was a couple of sizes bigger than theirs. You never knew children could be so cruel.

As you grew up, the more and more you got picked on. It got to a point where the boys would bully you. The girls would push you down, pull your hair, kick your face in. The guys would sit there and call you names such as, fat ass, idiot, and dumb ass. They brainwashed you into thinking you were supposed to be like them.

And it worked. You hated your image, both inside and outside. You began to starve yourself to become skinny. You’d work out for hours without any water or any food. You’d put on layers of makeup to look like those girls around you. They didn’t need makeup. 

They were naturally beautiful like Yoona from SNSD or Dara from 2NE1. They were naturally beautiful. There wasn’t anyway you could be happy with what you looked like. Not to mention your parents were going through a rough patch in their marriage.

You’d spend hours in front of your bathroom mirror, crying and cursing yourself for the way you looked. You punched your mirror because you couldn’t stand to look at yourself anymore. It only stung a bit. You looked down at the glass in your fist and a crooked smiled appeared on your face.

You looked in the sink and grabbed one of the many mirror shards. You inhaled deeply and put the shard to your skin. Without breathing, you slowly slid the shard across your wrist deeply. You pulled the shard up and looked at the cut you had made. 

It was deep. You exhaled. Something in you became satisfied. And you over and over and over and over again until you were happy with yourself. At lasted until you were seventeen years old.

One night you were performing at a club. It was open mic night. You got in with a fake ID, thanks to your friend. As you were on stage performing, there were many people in the crowd, a few are rappers. You had this stage persona that didn’t make your style in clothing.

You performed in sweatpants and hoodies. No one actually knew your real name. So they called you “Hoodie” (A/N: I know that’s already someone’s stage name, but I’m going to use it here.) You even built up a little fanbase.

You went from performing on open mic night to getting club gigs. You went from getting club gigs to label signing offers. You wanted to be independent for as long as you could before signing to a label.

You found yourself enjoying rapping more than anything else. You had some bad moments but you bounced back because your fans made sure they had your back. They knew you had dealt with depression but they still don’t know what’s under the sleeves.

It wasn’t until late 2015, where you finally found the label for you. You were performing at a club. It was a club you performed at a lot so you had a lot of fans in the crowd. You had an amazing stage. You even had an encore.

After your performance you were at the bar drinking water. You didn’t drink much and you weren’t going to start now. Suddenly someone approached you.

“Amazing job out there kid. You have an amazing stage presence.”

“Thank you. That-”

You turned around to be face to face with Epik High’s Tablo! A legend! You bowed deeply and came up quickly almost falling backwards.

“It’s an honor.”

He only chuckled.

“Don’t be so formal. This is a club after all. Where did you learn to flow like that?”

“I don’t know. It just came natural to me. My Dad used to listen to a lot of rap when I was a kid, and I picked up a lot of it.”

“Where those your songs?”

“Yeah. Lyrics and the beats, all mine.”

“I recently just had a sub label set up under YG Entertainment, HIGHGRND, we don’t have many artists. Would you like to join?”

“Are you serious?!”

“I am.”

“YES! A HUNDRED TIMES YES! I mean, I’d love to.”

You were known the the best first female artist under HIGHGRND! With signing under HIGHGRND, a lot more fame came your way. You were getting all these gigs. Tablo eventually got you a manager to help you manage everything. And it did help significantly.

You were having an album release party. You didn’t know that many people, but Tablo of course did. He invited all his friends and fellow rappers to the party so they could get to know you, maybe for collaborations. And one of those people he invited was, Giriboy.

You didn’t know much about anyone else. So almost everyone was foreign to you. You were standing by yourself, drinking water looking at your phone.

“Y/N! Y/N! I want you to meet someone.” You heard Tablo’s voice.

You looked up to see Tablo smiling at you with a younger man standing next to him. He pushed up his glasses.

“Y/N, this is Giriboy. He’s a fan of yours and really wanted to meet you.”

The two of you shook hands.

“You don’t have to call me that. You can call me Siyoung.”

“Noted. Hello Siyoung.”

He smiled. That was the start of your friendship with him. If you weren’t by yourself or in a meeting with someone, you were with Siyoung. Even if you were by yourself, you were texting Siyoung telling him everything.

You told him everything before you’d even tell any of your friends. He was your biggest fan and you were his biggest fan. No one would dare try to separate the two of you.

Siyoung loved you, more than a friend. You had him from hello. He knew you hid yourself from everyone. You promised to tell him everything, but you knew there was stuff you couldn’t tell him.

You were on tour but your next show wasn’t until next week. You decided to come back to Seoul and chill with Siyoung at the arcade.

“Race you to the air hockey!”

“You’re on!”

The two of you rushed over to the free air hockey table. There were eight of them. All of them were taken except for one. They were spaced out a bit too much.

You went to the left side and he went on the right. He pulled up his sleeves.

“You’re about to lose twenty to nothing noob!”

“Whatever, four eyes! I’m gonna win!”

“Four eyes, huh? People called you Hoodie because they didn’t know your name.”

“But they knew me for my stage presence and that I was a queen!”


“That’s it, four eyes!”

You rolled up for sleeves without thinking and grabbed the striker in front of you. Siyoung’s smile left his face and a look of terror replaced it as he stared at your arms.

You looked down and gasped. You quickly covered your arms back up. You ran into the women’s restroom and locked yourself in a stall. Siyoung tried to rush after you.

“Y/N! I didn’t mean to- Y/N!”

‘Great! Good job Y/N! Now he probably thinks you’re a suicidal freak!’ You thought to yourself.

Minutes go by, not a word from you. He couldn’t call you. Your phone was in your purse which was not on you.

Hours ago by, Siyoung becomes inpatient. He waits for all do the women to leave the restroom before running inside. He locks the door behind him.

“Y/N? Y/N? Are you in here? Wow this restroom is nice.”


You open the stall door to see Siyoung staring back at you. You slap his chest.

“What are you doing in the women’s restroom. Do you know what’s gonna happen when someone finds you-”

“I don’t care. I want to know one thing, are you okay?”

“Siyoung I’m fine, I-”

He grabs your hand and pulls you closer.

“Are you okay?”

“Siyoung I promise I’m okay.”

“Do you wanna talk about it?”


You ripped your hand away from him and unlocked the restroom door. You stormed out and sat in one of the booth and pulled your hood over your head as you laid your head down on the table.

Siyoung followed behind you, but kept his distance. He sat in the seat across from you. He felt terrible for bringing it up and bringing attention to it. But he couldn’t help himself.

“I’m sorry.” He apologized.

There was no answer from you.

“I shouldn’t have brought attention to it. It just shocked me that you hid stuff like that from me. From what I saw, they weren’t recent. Or do you still-”

“No, I don’t.” You answer.

“That’s good. You know, I’m here for you when you need me. You’re one of my best friends. A-And, I love you.”

You lifted your head and stared at him.


“Well I wanted to admit it somewhere nice. This wasn’t my setting of choice to tell you. I’ve fell madly in love with you. I know it sounds cliche but I really have over the course of these past months.”

You didn’t say a word. You looked down. He lifted your chin.

“Why are you looking down?”

“I’m ashamed that you had to see me like this.”

“No, no. Don’t be ashamed. I’m glad you showed me this side of you.”


“So I can take care of you.”

You blushed.

“Siyoung~!” You whined playfully.

“What? Can I ask you something?”

You nodded.

“Do you ever think of harming yourself, you know, now?”


“Good. But if you ever really do think of doing it again, can you come talk to me. And if you want to talk about the past to anyone, you can come talk to me”

“Of course, now can I ask you something?”

“Anything, Y/N.”

“Why are you suddenly so so interested in my past or me?”

“I’ve been interested in you since the day we met. I knew you were beautiful but I didn’t know the soul and personality behind the face. And I’ve come to love you.”

You sighed. “Siyoung, you don’t know me.”

“Well let me get to know you. This you! The one with a troubled past. Your past doesn’t change my love for you. I know my feelings are real, I just want you to accept them.”

You were speechless. He grabbed your hands.

“Will you accept my feelings?”

You nodded.

He slowly pulled down your hood and fixed your hair.

“You look beautiful.”

“Now you’re just sucking up to me.”

“What? It’s true.”

Minds and Ages (Part 1/3)

Diana x reader


I got this idea from an account from Instagram called writing.prompt.s that gives you story ideas and prompts. A lot of them gave me ideas for future imagines and this one. This specific prompt that caught my eye the most was one where your character can see peoples ages and is a renowned bouncer for a popular club in (Gotham City). This isn’t out of the ordinary for you. However, one night you see a four digit number instead of a double digit number, which stuns you completely because even though you grew up surrounded by immortals, you’ve never seen one on Earth except for Superman who was on TV a lot (you were proud of who he’d become). There were probably more immortals in this team of heroes you’ve heard a lot about on the news, but you wouldn’t know (yet). Not to mention that this particular woman was lookin’ like a goddess (’cause she is, literally). She must be at least one of the heroes you heard about. Or maybe even an enemy.

I decided to add a few things like, you are also going to be Kal-El’s (Superman’s) long lost, older cousin (don’t overthink it, it’s just for the purpose of this 2/3-parter). YOU ARE NOT SUPERGIRL. 

You only read minds when you need to. People’s thoughts don’t just pop up in your head (they probably did at first, but you learned how to control them before you came to Earth). Enjoy friends!

It was a busy night at Gotham’s Nightclub tonight. It was both very irritating and exhausting because of the underage pricks that thought they could get away with fake IDs. At least over 20 children were given tickets or arrested for causing a scene after I rejected them for doing such a thing. I knew the only reason they wanted in was because of Bruce Wayne - a rich man that looks a lot like Batman. But that’s just me overthinking, right?

A 17 year old kid came up with, I’m assuming is his brother who was 20. Ah, millennials. The older guy handed his real ID over which I quickly scanned it, before I let him stand in the waiting line. When one leaves, one gets in.

The kid handed me his fake ID and gave me a fuckboy smile. “Hey, beautiful. You shinin’ tonight, although you look a little too masculine since you’re in a tux…” He kept talking, and when I read his mind, I found out why. He was trying to flirt/insult me in order to get in even though he was underage and he was a nervous wreck. The more I scrutinized his fake ID, the more he rambled and started to sweat. I smirked at him and broke the card in half.

“You are a child, mister. Either you kindly leave and do not return until you turn 18, or I kindly force you to.” I said lowly, a growl clear in my voice. He laughed at me and called my bluff, but when I read his mind again, he was a mess and knew very well how this would turn out. Despite his mind telling him no, he felt the need to act like a tough guy and show off to the people waiting behind him.

I caught the striking blue eyes of a woman who looked ready to kick this boy’s ass. The corners of her perfectly sculpted lips turned up a little bit as I effortlessly subdued the prick and handed him to the police that were waiting nearby. I got back to my job immediately and started letting people in. The woman I made eye contact with was suddenly the next one up. She handed me her ID as we locked eyes and when I looked up, to say that I was surprised was a huge understatement.

This woman was 5017 years old?!

No. No. No, this is probably some sort of glitch with my power since I’m always using it. And even if her age was…real, there was no law stating an immortal couldn’t attend a club on a special night like this. So I quickly gathered myself, handed her ID back to her, and let her inside. 

“Thank you.” She purred sexily as she walked past. Since she was on the VIP list, she was able to go inside instantly. Who was she?

Wonder Woman, maybe? But who’s to tell that she was even immortal back in WWI? When I arrived on Earth during that time, I had learned that she was the daughter of Hippolyta, queen of the Themyscirans and Amazons, the first group of heroes that the gods created to make peace with the humans that Ares corrupted. 

I breathed deeply and shook my head as I let more people through. Maybe she went into hiding like I did after WWII because the human race was not worth saving anymore if they didn’t want peace, no matter how hard we tried. I was a big fan of her, but I unfortunately never got to meet her face to face, only from a distance which is how I gathered such information about her being Hippolyta’s and Zeus’s daughter. I never actually saw her face though, only heard descriptions of her. This was getting weird.


A few more hours passed before my shift was over. I went inside of the club to the REC room and grabbed my stuff. I was changing my shirt when a woman’s voice spoke behind me, surprising me so much that I threw my shirt at her. However, she moved fast and ducked it before pinning me to the wall with inhumane strength. She wrapped a glowing golden rope around my wrist and asked, “Who are you and where are you from?”

I scrunched my face up in pain when the rope started burning me. It felt like my whole body was on fire and I suddenly had the urge to tell her anything and everything she wanted to hear. “Y/N Y/L/N. I am from…mmm…Kry-Krypton. I am Kal-El’s cousin and I arrived here back when the first World War ended.”

The woman’s eyes widened and she took a shocked step back. “You are Supergirl? Forgive me, but you do not match her description, Y/N.” (Diana doesn’t know Supergirl’s actual name yet.)

I chuckled. “I get that a lot, but I am not Kara, I can assure you. I am Supergirl’s and Kal’s cousin.” I said as I gazed at her in confusion, “Who are you? Even though I’ve never met her face, you match Wonder Woman’s description that people were talking about endlessly after she stopped the first war. Your age especially accounts for that.”

“Oh yeah? Then how old am I?” She challenged, raising an eyebrow at me with a smirk.

“5017 years old, miss.” I answered and as she frowned, I smiled.

She nodded, deep in thought. “My name is Diana Prince, or Wonder Woman, as you kind of guessed. My friend, Batman, and I had created a team of heroes called the Justice League. Why don’t you join us?”

I thought about it for a moment, but shook my head in disapproval while giving her an apologetic look. “I’m sorry, Diana. But I gave up on humanity after the second war started. I have no faith in the humans anymore. Sure, there are a few decent ones, but the others do not deserve my help no matter how hard they beg for it.”

Diana sighed and nodded in understanding. “I understand, but what about international threats like Ares? Or Steppenwolf? This planet is your home now, whether you like it or not, and you should at least feel the need to fight for that. There are some serious threats going around that we could use your help with. Please, consider my request.” She then made her way to the door.

“I have,” I paused as she stopped herself from walking out and turned around to face me with a hopeful glint in her eyes. “And I will. I only have one condition with joining this team of yours, Diana.” Her name was so easy to say and rolled right off my tongue with ease. She nodded and a million dollar smile appeared on her face.

If I hadn’t already agreed, I would have just then. She would’ve had me at her feet.

“I only fight major threats, not minor ones like that wannabe Joker that drives around the city wreaking havoc. He’s more inconvenient than scary. Now Ledger, the Joker before him, was scary and psychotic as hell.” I paused again in thought. “The only time I will save anyone is if they are either my teammate or someone that I suddenly stumble upon that needs my help while I’m heading somewhere. Can you accept those terms?” I asked, daring her to question my motives.

But she didn’t. She just nodded and excitedly hugged me in appreciation. “Yes! I will talk to Batman about it before we start anything, but you are definitely good by me. I’ll check on you in three days tops, okay?”

I grinned, amused. “Okay.” Diana kissed my cheek, winked, and then hurried out of the room. I touched my cheek while I gazed off in the direction she went.

I blinked a few times and finally came back to my senses, putting on my shirt and then heading out of the club. As I was walking out of the door, I could feel eyes burning in the back of my head, causing me to turn around. First, I caught Diana’s gorgeous blue eyes and then I drifted to the person next to her and caught Bruce Wayne’s dark eyes. We had a stare-down for five minutes straight until he turned to Diana and seemed to agree with her on something. I wonder what it was?

I let out a small giggle and went through the exit.


Since the club was only a few blocks away from my penthouse (I get paid a lot for my extraordinary work as a bouncer, don’t judge me), I walked home. Although, I completely froze in my tracks when I heard a deep voice come from behind me. I would recognize that voice anywhere.

“Y/N-El? Cousin?” There was an emotional tremble in his voice. Kara returned to him a while ago and now his closest cousin? The one he had missed the most since his planet was destroyed? He thought you were dead.

Tears burned my vision as I turned around to face him. He had tears trailing down his face as he gazed at me, speechless. I gasped at how much he’d grown.



More art like this and possibly the owner of it (I got this from Google) is in this link:

(A/N: AAAnd Part 1 is overrr. Part 2 & 3 will probably be up tomorrow depending on what I’m doing lol. Hope you enjoyed this! We’ll be diving into the backstory of Superman and Y/N in the next part. Warning: I WILL CHANGE HIS STORY JUST A LIL BIT FOR THE SAKE OF THIS PARTICULAR IMAGINE. LIKE HE DIDN’T DIE IN BATMAN V SUPERMAN.)

More will be explained in the next part.

anonymous asked:

Do. Them. All.


1. what is your sexuality? 

2. what gender do you identify as? 

Cis lady

3. how long have you been aware of your sexuality/gender? 

It has been a long journey, that started with me thinking I was bisexual (but picky!) in highschool to me thinking I was pansexual (but homoromantic!) in college to me watching the “Battle of Times Square” scene in Ghostbusters last year and realizing I will never actually be attracted to a man when I have seen the one true light of lesbianism.

Originally posted by random-lezbean

Gender-wise, I did some soul-searching in college when a lot of my friends finally felt safe enough to transition, and other than an unhealthy obsession with beard-growing, I’m good out here as a chick. 👌✨

4. do you have any preferences? 

Girls who look like they could kill me with their bare hands, if they wanted to, but really just want to gently comb their fingers through my hair.

5. share a positive memory about coming out! 

I don’t really have any. I don’t really “come out” to straight people anymore because the one time I did, the friend I told immediately asked if I was attracted to/going to hit on her.

6. how do you feel about pride month? 

We should all be given the whole month off paid and trans/genderqueer/NB people should get an additional $1000 cash. 

(I like it.)

7. do you participate in pride related events? any other events? 

I get a cold or something happens every June where I don’t feel up to going to Pride, but like HOPEFULLY THIS YEAR? (Baby’s first Pride at 25 is gonna be WEIRD. Someone hold my hand.)💦

8. how do you feel about lgbtq roles in media? 


9. do you feel pride in who you are? 

Yeah, I really like who I am and I’m proud of what I had to go through to get here. I like that things feel right in my life, for once.

10. who has been your supportive idols in your self discovery? 

Looking back, Karolina Dean and Xavin from Runaways were some of the first gays to really have an impact on my life. When Xavin starts IDing as female it like… struck a chord with me about their relationship. I was just like, “yeah that feels right.”

Hannah Hart was a BIG DEAL for me and meeting her was so nice. It’s so great to see an openly lesbian woman being real and kind and succeeding. Watching her evolve and grow over time has been amazing. Also, that bod now, like omg Harto-san, you have become your true self and that self is making me BLUSH.

Originally posted by lchyeahyeah

Rebecca Sugar is weirdly important to me, being in the animation industry, myself. Like… it’s so good, seeing her make a show about girls loving other girls after BEING PERSONALLY TOLD that gay content was inappropriate for children while I was in school. Noelle Stevenson and the crew on Lumberjanes are similar, because you get told you can’t make queer content for kids by the old guard. That it won’t sell, that it CAN’T sell in certain markets and that kids won’t get it. All I can think of is that HAD I known at 7 that girls can like girls maybe I would’ve asked Emma out after class and my life would be different. I don’t want that to keep happening to little girls and I’m so glad that people like Rebecca and Noelle exist.

@yamino and @summerlightning are like… life goals and wife goals. I’ve been following them for years and sometimes I just think how I’d want like EXACTLY their lives. Make gay webcomics with my pretty wife. That’s all I want to do. (Hey, read their comic @sisterclaire​, it’s gay af, you’ll love it.)

Hayley Kiyoko is a biracial sapphic queen and I love her and she is so nice and genuine and she gives GREAT HUGS. She sings songs about girls who like girls and they’re GOOD SONGS. Not just like campy gender-ambiguous low-budget stuff. She makes… god, her music videos. And I have met this small human and been to her concerts and the feeling of love and safety around that night was LIFE ALTERING.

Originally posted by saraquinsface

(Also, can we talk about how that’s the flag I gave her hanging up on stage behind her and how much I love her and still cry about that? See question #26 for that story.)

Kate McKinnon, see #3 for the latest in Eevachu self-discoveries. She’s just… SHE’S REALLY IMPORTANT TO ME. She’s famous and she’s weird and she’s out there playing big roles as an openly lesbian woman. She got me through 2016, which was honestly, THE FUCKING WORST. And she helped me accept that I can be a lesbian and still succeed.

Originally posted by myloveholtzy


12. what sort of advice to have you lgbtq teens? 

Your parents are just people and one day, you’ll be better than them. You are strong, and you will find the people you are meant to be your people. You’re going to evolve and change throughout your whole life. Don’t be all tumblr witchhunt-y; people make mistakes and grow. Adults barely have any idea what they’re doing, we’ve just done it more.

13. have you come out to friends and family? 

Like occasionally? I only formally “come out” to other gays, so that we may huddle together like penguins in a storm of heternormativity.

14. how do you feel about the term “coming out” ? 

I don’t like that it’s made to seem like such a huge deal and that it’s a one time thing. Like… it’s such a pain and you have to do it over and over again and then all the straight people in the room get WEIRD ABOUT IT and you’re now the outsider and the feeling fucking SUCKS. I just don’t like that it’s a thing. The actual term is fine for what it is, since I don’t have a solutions otherwise.

15. do you believe there is a “closet” to come out of? 

Yeah, and it sucks that people feel unsafe enough that they have to be in one.

16. any tips on coming out? 

I am literally the worst person to ask about this because I just like… don’t. lol I let people figure it out. Non-queers love testing out their “gaydar.”

17. what’s your biggest pet peeve when it comes to lgbtq characterization in media? 


18. what’s your favorite parts of lgbtq characterization in media? 

When queer people get to play queer characters and make their own queer stories and I get to sit there and cry because it’s so GENUINE AND GOOD.

19. what did your teachers say about the lgbtqa community in school? 

Well, my animation teachers would low key be like that won’t sell (see that thing I said about Rebecca Sugar in #10). But I had a gay/straight alliance in highschool, so it was fine.

20. do you practice safe sex with the same gender? 

At this point, I would probably practice any sex with the same gender. (But yes, please.)

21. what’s an absolute turn off for you in the opposite/same gender? 

I don’t really like traditional butch/femme role types and I’m not into really masculine ladies. I like girls who are flexible with their gender expression like I am.

22. what’s an absolute turn on for you in the opposite/same gender? 

I am a sucker for a strong independent femme in heels that would love to smash the patriarchy and then smash me.

23. how do you feel about lgbtq clubs/apps/websites? 

I wish there were good ones and that I had time to find them or had a senior-qualified gay to tell me where they are in Toronto. WHERE ARE THEY???

25. how does you country view the lgbtq community? 

Pictured: Justin Trudeau, the Prime Minister at a pride parade.

On the surface, it’s pretty good. We also have to be careful because there are just some dirtbag conservatives waiting for us to get complacent and take away our rights. Currently, there’s a huge fucking thing about a trans right bill, so I’ve gotten to see which of my family member’s are absolute scum.

They’re here, they hate queers, but they’re usually drunk uncles.

26. favorite lgbtq actor/actress?

Hi, yes, hello, haaaaave you met Flat Kate? (see question #10)

Also, Hayley Kiyoko, because like…

…BIG GAY FLAG STORY TIME. So I went to her concert in Toronto this spring and I had everyone outside the venue that I could leave messages on it for her. All of the messages were so funny and heartfelt and there were so many baby gays at the concert and my old gay heart grew 3 sizes that day because they were there with friends and their parents and I was just SO HAPPY AND PROUD.

Then I meet Hayley because bitch splurged on VIP tickets. She gives the best hugs, and she took the time with fans and she was so genuinely happy to be there. We had a great talk and I was just thanking her for being her and doing what she do. And if you know me, you know how important it is that there’s biracial representation and she like got that. And then I give her the flag, which I had drawn on because I’M THAT KID and she’s saying how she’s gonna treasure it and read all of them and I’m like dying and trying not to openly WEEP.

Then I get into the concert which is ALL SAPPHICS, so I’m like the most comfortable that I have ever been in my entire life. Then the sound guys are setting up and they PULL OUT MY FLAG. Now, everyone knew me from when I had gotten people to write messages on the BIG GAY FLAG (”COME SIGN MY BIG GAY FLAG” is what I had been screaming), so when this flag comes out all the girls around me are like, “Girl, that’s your big gay flag.” And then I ASCENDED TO THE ASTRAL PLANE AND IT WAS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE. 

27. any tips for heterosexual and/or cisgender people on how to handle lgbtq events/news? 

Don’t fucking make it about you. You aren’t the centre of the goddamn universe. No, you aren’t hearing about “gay news” too much for how many of us there are.

29. how do you feel about receiving questions about your sexuality/gender?

I’m cagey about it. It always feels so uncomfortable when it’s non-queer people asking. Queer people asking is fine and we can have a good dialogue usually, but cishet people treat me like I’m a novelty and it’s gross sometimes.

Like… dyke is tired, I don’t have time to give you the Introduction to LGBTQ+ class.

College!AU Hongbin

find leo (here), ravi (here) & hakyeon (here

  • major: art history 
  • minor: painting 
  • sports: basketball team 
  • clubs: sculpting club, gardening club 
  • always running into class late with his hair a mess and his glasses on crooked and sketches falling out of his bag but it’s ok because somehow he manages to make the whole look very cute 
  • takes meticulous notes and carries around a huge binder with post-its of all colors and shapes sticking out of it and people are always like ?? how do you manage to find anything in that monster and hongbin just laughs nervously like haHah i ,,, uh,,, have a system hehe
  • loves loves lOVES all the classes he’s taking about art in different parts of the world especially middle eastern art and mediterranean, gets so inspired and enthusiastic talking about the art that sometimes he starts skipping or stuttering over his words and he gets embarrassed because oh no,,, he rambled again
  • prehistoric art is the only class he sometimes manages to fall asleep in but then he keeps himself awake by sketching random students or objects in his drawing pad 
  • joined sculpting club and not painting club because he thought it’d be nice to learn about another kind of art and he likes working with his hands (plus he looks adorable wearing the apron and getting little chunks of clay on his cheeks and it’s just so damn cute and aesthetic gdi hongbin)
  • his first sculpting project was a mug for his mom (: she loved it even though it was slightly misshapen 
  • the only person on the basketball team with an art major and the other dudes tease him for it but then his friend ravi from the soccer team is just like ??? bro art is savage??? and super hard??? so what if you’re not like a chem major or whatever - art is just as important??? bro it’s so cool don’t let it get you down man you’re so talented??? the bromance is strong
  • but anyway you meet hongbin in a painting class that you’re just taking as an elective and you notice he’s so excited like he keeps toying with the brushes before the teacher even starts talking and it’s like really cute,, 
  • and for a couple of weeks you just admire him from afar because like you never have the courage to really ask him anything but then one day 
  • you guys are working on doing like watercolor paintings and you notice that hongbin has a mug with him with some coffee and then he has a cup of water he’s putting the paint into and you’re like oh ok but then …. he reaches for the mug with paint in it and is like bringing it up to his lips and you’re like WA IT 
  • and you like run over and put your hand on his and you’re like !!!!! stop!!!! that’s not something you should drink!!!!
  • and hongbin looks at you with wide eyes like ???? it’s coffee though and you’re shaking your head like no!! it’s paint look!! and he does and his surprised face gets even more shocked and he’s like oh MY g  od i almost drank paint holy moly 
  • and you’re like please be careful,,, paint is probably not good for you and hongbin’s like you’re right i need to be more aware and he chuckles and smiles and oh god you feel your heartbeat get louder because he looks so angelic when he’s laughing and you’re just like u H well ill go back to,,, my painting 
  • and hongbin’s like oh yeah haha sorry but thank you for essentially saving my life haha and he scratches his neck and you’re like oh no it’s nothing haha and you two are just in this awkward flusteredness until the teacher says times up and you’re like well i??? will see you next week
  • and hongbin bows like yeah!!! see you
  • and tbh neither you or hongbin can stop thinking about the other person that whole week
  • like even during basketball practice he’s standing there looking at the hoop and he’s like ,,,,that person was so nice and really pretty and ,,,,,do you think maybe i could keep talking to them/???? no….no…they probably think im a fool for almost drinking paint water…and he probably accidentally gets hit with the ball for daydreaming rofl
  • but basically the next week comes around and you’re like setting up your easel and trying not to think about how cute hongbin’s gonna look when he shows up to class
  • and when he does he’s as Cute as expected and you’re like frick but then suddenly you see him like casually moving his own easel closer to yours and he’s like !! hey,,,,do you remember me?? you saved me from drinking paint water haha
  • and you’re like of course!!! what’s up?? and he’s like oh i was just wondering you know how the teacher was like we need to paint portraits and you’re like mhmm and he’s like weLL is it cool if i paint…you???? iTS Fine if YOU Wanna SaY no Hah ,,, aa,,,,
  • and you start blushing because omg,,no no it’s fine,,,but ??? why me??? and you’re kind of like im not that interesting and hongbin’s like no!!! no you really are and id be honored to paint you and you’re like honored????? and he’s like oops is that too weird to say,,,
  • and god you two are just awkward and blushy but also giggly 
  • and like as you begin to paint you and hongbin talk and everytime you laugh you notice how his eyes curve up and how pretty his mouth looks and you’re like oh god he’s painting me but he’s the real art here
  • and hongbin is probably thinking like im painting them but they’re already art 
  • so cheesy it hurts but moving on
  • and you guys just like get to know each other better and end up laughing at jokes you make or sarcastic comments about how hard painting is and how shit college is and you know everything else
  • and like painting class slowly becomes your favorite because hongbins there and sometimes he comes in with fresh fruit he got from the campus garden because he tells you he’s part of gardening club and you’re like omg how could he get more,,,,,,adorable
  • and you stop hongbin from drinking paint water again,,,,and then again because he really seems to be bad at coordinating his materials like he shows you his backpack once and it’s a mess of notes, drawings, pencils, and snack wrappers and you’re like omg hongbin
  • and before you know it the paintings of portraits are due and you come in excited because hongbin hasn’t let you see the one he’s done of you until now and like when he shows it to you he gets super shy and hides his head in his hands and he’s like im sorry if it’s bad,,,it’s bad isn’t it???
  • and you’re like left in shock because it looks like a photograph and you’re like hongbin,,,,,,,,,how are you so talented it’s so beautiful i wish i could keep it too bad you have to hand it in
  • and hongbin gets all red in the face and ears like it’s not tHAT good and you like hold his face in your hands and you’re like lee hongbin you are an ARTIST it’s so amazing you made me look better than i do 
  • and he smiles because god he’s so relieved you like it but he’s also biting his lip like ,,,, no,,,, i think the real you,,,is much more beautiful,,,,
  • and you’re like beautiful?? in your head and you kind of don’t know what to say and it’s just so soft between you two 
  • and afterclass hongbin finally f I N A  L  L y asks you if you wanna go get something to eat with him sometime and you’re like i would love that!! 
  • and it’s your first date and hongbin comes to pick you up outside your dorm with his hair actually combed and all the paint washed from his fingertips and he compliments your outfit and shakely offers his hand for you to hold and it’s just so pure
  • he takes you to this little italian styled restaurant with murals of the street of italy painted on the walls and like plants and vegetables and spices hanging from everywhere and it’s small but cozy and the food is great and hongbin asks nervously if he can take a photo of you he brought along like a little polaroid camera and you’re like ,,, if you want,,,,
  • and he does and when the photo comes out he’s like you look so cute!! and you’re like t,,thank you!! and you’re like hey if you get a photo of me let me get one of you and you snap one of him being all shy and it’s cute you guys have like matching photos of each other
  • and when hongbin is walking you back to the dorm he pulls something out of his pocket and it’s a folded up piece of paper and when you unfold it it’s like a rough, quick sketch of you and he’s like ,,, i did this in class once when you were just painting,,, i thought you’d like to have it and you’re like omf hongbin
  • and somehow it gives you this spike of courage to lean up and kiss him and hongbin’s eyes go wide but so does his mouth he smiles so much when you pull back and he’s like wow and you’re like ,,,,,,wow is right
  • and ITS SO CUTE like you guys go out on cute dates to cafes or to bookstores to look at the art books or to museums and hongbin is so knowledgable and you learn so much
  • and sometimes you come with him to gardening club and you guys tend to flowers together
  • or sometimes you guys just sit around on the quad while hongbin rests his head in your lap
  • fINALLY you make him sit down and organize his binder and he’s like it’s going to get messy in a week again and you like kiss his nose like that’s fine we can do another organize-hongbins-notes date i dont mind and he’s like i love you so much damn 
  • one day you find out that hongbin actually has a pet bunny in his dorm that he shares with some dude named gongchan and you’re like no way we can’t have animals on campus??? and hongbin’s like i know,,, but gongchan saw him in a store window and now we kind of own him and he’s cute his names thumper and you’re like omg like the disney character and hongbin’s like listen gongchan is corny and you’re like i think it’s you, lee hongbin, who is corny
  • but yes you spend like hours in his dorm playing with the bunny while hongbin gets stuff ready for his art classes or just watches you with this serene smile
  • you and hongbin also both embarrassingly love doing karaoke dates especially when he gets a little tipsy and starts bawling out park hyoshin songs and you’re like Yes  BA by sIN G and he’s just getting way too into it
  • he keeps getting paint on his clothes and so you’re always coming over to make him do laundry and he’s like but the paint stains won’t come out and you’re like with a little scrubbing they will trust me 
  • hongbin bringing you fresh flowers from the campus garden in secret (-: 
  • tbh his best friend ravi made hongbin put a flower emoji next to your name in his phone because he spilled to you that when you’re not around hongbin calls you his rose and you’re like oH and hongbin like slide under the table like f UCK rAVI SH  U S H
  • it’s actually super cute like on the day after his finals were all over and you know he had been stressing about one of his art history finals you like asked gongchan to leave the dorm and you wanted to surprise hongbin with a cake and congratulations for getting through the tests when you walked in on him and he was like
  • laying on his bed without a shirt like on his stomach and like the light from the windows was making patterns on his spine 
  • and he was sleeping just looking serene like ART and you almost dropped the cake from blushing and like you wanted to leave but you put the cake in the kitchen and turned around aND hONG BIN was  TH ERE and youre Like O H my god
  • and he’s like rubbing his eyes sleepily like ,,, you’re here??? and you’re like y,,,eah i wanted to say goodjob on the finals and he steps closer and he’s still not wearing a shirt and god he looks like a greek god sculpture 
  • and suddenly he just takes your wrists in his and pulls you into his arms to hug you and he’s still drowsy with sleep but he’s like nuzzling into your neck like ,,,, stay with me
  • and slowly you like make way back to his bed and you’re losing clothes the whole way there and well
  • hongbin is just a very gentle person and loving and his lips feel as soft as petals against your skin
  • and it’s super romantic after you’re just laying there in a dizzy happiness and he’s like ,,,, oh god we just and you’re like y e a h,,,, and he just hides his face in a pillow 
  • soooooOOOOooo cute
  • you specifically buy him a mug that says “NOT PAINT WATER” on it so you know he’s safe when you’re not around
  • painter hongbin giving you shy kisses on the forehead because he can’t hold your face to kiss you because he’s holding a brush in one hand and the other hand is covered in paint
  • on your birthday he surprises you by giving you the original portrait painting he did of you in the class you two met in and you almost cry and he just gets frazzled like no,, nO this supposed to be romantic and you’re like hongbin
  • and he’s like yes
  • and you like jump into his arms and he’s like OOOhhhh ok you like it good!!!! 
Heart and Soul

Trigger Warning: Character Death, Angst

Dear (Y/N),

             This is the hardest letter for me to write, saying good-bye to you is the hardest. I couldn’t do it in person, I’m sorry, I know it’s cowardly, but I can’t look you in the eye and confess my sins to you. I can’t see the look of disappointment in your eyes. I love you little sister, never forget that.          

Events over the last two years have led me to make poor decisions; which has gotten me to the point in the road where I am now. I can’t tell you the details, except they were warranted, and I am guilty.

A vote was called earlier today for me to meet Mr. Mayhem, and it was passed unanimous for me to meet him.

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Originally posted by jacksonwangism

“You can try to forget what happened, but you can never forget what you felt.”

Summary: Seeing you that night was just a careless mistake. It was just another party and another one night stand… But why was it so hard to get rid of you… Why did you have to be around? Why couldn’t I seem to let you go? Was this fate… or just a coincidence?

“What’s the matter? Afraid of a little temptation?”

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Jaebum’s Point of View

“What’s up? What did you do?” Jackson questions me and I took a quick sip from the water bottle before I placed it down on the table and looked at Jackson.

“I met someone.”

“met someone?” Jackson repeats after me and I nodded my head.

“Wait… Sorry to interrupt but Jackson where were you? You just randomly disappeared last night.” Mark questions him and Jackson cleared his throat and looked at all of us awkwardly.

“So Jaebum who’s the person?”

Now that Mark mentioned it.. Jackson did disappear yesterday.. last night.

“Where did you go?” I asked crossing my arms and Jackson awkwardly scratched the back of his neck and cleared his throat.

“Um.. no where.”

“You’re such a bad liar,” I mumbled and Jackson looked at me.

“I.. I got bored so I decided to leave the club and go for a walk.” Jackson lies again and Youngjae began to laugh at his pathetic excuse.

“Wow… And i thought i was bad at lying.” Youngjae says and I chuckled.

“Fine! I hooked up with someone… I ended falling asleep at her apartment but I’m here now.” Jackson finally admits and the rest of us just smirked at him and nodded our heads.

“Now’s it’s Jaebum’s turn to talk.” Jackson says he crosses his arm and I smiled.

“I met a girl… I’m hoping to see her real soon.”

“Will we get to meet her?” Youngjae asks and an idea popped in my head.

“Sooner than you think,”

I had a plan… A plan to spend time with Y/N.. And a plan to let the boys meet this girl.

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anonymous asked:

May I please request a college or uni senior Hyuk scenario? Thank youuu

A/N: I have three other hyuk scenarios other than this oh god im channeling all of my inner hyuk. i had to watch ridiculous hyuk videos on youtube just to get his character right. But so worth it.

Originally posted by thisisjustforfunval

  • uni senior hyuk would be the kind of guy that everyone knew of but nobody really knows him. do you know what i mean? he’s way more approachable than the 4th year senior hyungs like leo, n and ken but definitely not as self revealing as anyone would like
  • i imagine hyuk as a physics major, something related to science or architecture most definitely. he’s definitely got the brains for it. He also seems like the kind of student who makes it to the dean’s list or becomes the class representative or the vice president of a club. and even if he isn’t constantly in leader positions, he is very respectful and kind to his professors, which makes them all the more inclined to give him assistant positions and that’s how you first met him.
  • hyuk had walked into your class as a sophomore and you were immersed in the new book you were reading. he had casually passed on some announcement about assignments from the professor and walked out of class just as quickly, except he ran back into the class and straight to you, to mention that the professor had asked you to meet them. much like hyuk, the profs were kind enough to take you up for research and assistant positions when in need
  • you didn’t realise what was happening but this very bright senior with his black hair falling into his eyes was asking you if you understood what you had just said. honestly? you didn’t hear a word. the protagonist of the novel in front of you was too interesting to focus on the real world but you were sure whatever hyuk was saying was important. but just as you had gotten up the courage (and mind) to ask him to repeat himself, he was already out of the class. but ofcourse the girls around you had to make a big deal out of it. they mused about everything from his hair to his clothes o his hotness to how cool he was. all you could remember was that he strangely smelled like petrichor. and you loved it
  • you forget to actually ask him again and let the matter go until a week later when the professor meets you directly and asks you why you haven’t been showing up at the meetings?
  • wait what???
  • meetings???
  • and thats when the prof mentions that you were invited to a fairly exclusive club about research and were invited to the dean’s dinner! (im literally just making it up as we go im so sorry)
  • you finally make it to the club meeting only to realise that you’ve missed a series of them and hyuk’s the one leading it. just as you enter, he rushes you to just sit down and catch up and goes on and on about whatever they were discussing earlier. to be fair, you were utterly lost.
  • so you wait until everyone’s left, literally shaking in your chair from the nerves and slowly get up to talk to hyuk. hyuk looks goddamn amazing, you have to agree. he always wore comfortable tshirts or oversized hoodies or sweaters to college and that just made him all the more handsome. he had a very effortless beauty to himself that you couldn’t help but admire. if you weren’t so stressed with uni work and the idea of having missed out so many meetings because you FORGOT TO ASK HIM AGAIN, you would have actually admired the way his long fingers effortlessly arranged the papers on the desk into a neat pile. or the way one corner of his sweater was always lodged into the belt of his pants. or his nervous habit of biting his lips when he was distracted with work
  • but instead, you walk up behind him and begin slowly, “umm excuse me…” and hyuk literally WHIRLS around. hyuk has the grace of a tycoon tbh and he nearly knocks you out but thankfully, he grips your shoulders to balance you and you’re a bit shocked because you just went from nervous wreck to in startling close space with the cute uni senior dear lORD HELP YOU
  • “right haha sorry about that. how can i help you???/”
  • “sO… im extremely sorry but i have missed quite a few of these meetings -”
  • yeah i noticed”
  • “-and its entirely my fault idk what ive been thinking -”
  • no no its ok”
  • –but im just super sorry and id love to help but everything you say goes over my head and i know i should get it god im sorry but -
  • and by now hyuk’s heard you apologize for a complete set of 10 times since you entered the room and he is trying real hard to stifle a laugh but you make it so hard because you’re so cute and your hands are curling into a grasp and he desperately wants to straighten them out like the pile of neat papers on the desk behind him so he kinda does (this boi i mean)
  • he reaches out for your hands and holds them in his and stares at them almost wistfully as he says “you’ve got to stop this bad habit of starting with an apology” and when he looks up he nearly wants to kiss the living daylights out of you because the sun outside is setting and you’re in one of the oldest rooms of your uni and with the winter cold, you seem like the warmest most delicious thing in the room
  • so he puts all his effort into putting his hands into his pockets and offers to help you catch up with the meetings personally

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  • what follows is a series of cafe dates where you both catch up on all the plans for the upcoming exhibition (think of it like a summit of sorts) and you realize he relies a lot on you for decisions and occasionally stops to hear what you think about his ideas so far
  • the dates begin as a very formal thing with both of you dressing very well and maintaining a respectful distance and only ever opting for the occasional coffee. but after the 4th or 5th meet you decide to try different coffees and your clothes become more relaxed with you turning up in your favorite sweater dress and your hair in a messy bun and your smile light and easy.
  • from there, you hit it off so well. though you’re all caught up he stlil offers to show you this one restaurant he really loves and “you’ve GOT to try the food you will CRY BECAUSE ITS SO GOOD” and you’re always up for a good challenge so you meet up for dinner after all your classes in your hoodies and stuff yourselves with food and drinks and chat late into the night.
  • by now both of you are very sure you’re attracted to each other because fuck how can you try and ignore him when he looks so good and he was definitely sure he lost all self control when you turned up so messy and bright in that sweater dress.
  • but its the dean’s dinner that does you in he shows up in the crisp white shirt, dress pants and a vest and you nearly lose it with his hair swept up like that and you’re in a cocktail dress and he can think of a 100 things to do with you and none of them should be spoken about in respectful company
  • and when the night draws on the old croak is making some stupid comments about his accomplishments in life that both of you could care less about, he whispers lazily “i cant wait to get out of these clothes” and you absent-mindedly reply “you look way better in comfortable clothing anyway” and he cheekily says “i half expected you to offer some help removing the clothes” and he doesn’t expect your answer but then
  • “i could. do you wanna leave and let me try?”
  • and thats how you end up in his apartment after sneaking out of the dinner with both your clothes lying on the floor and he’s kissing you like his life depends on it and maybe it kinda does because he literally ditched the dean for you wow
  • but after a solid make out session (and other things *ahem*) the rain is pouring cats and dogs outside and you get into one of hyuk’s huge shirts and he’s wearing just his track pants and the both of you are just sitting by the window, nursing a hot mug of coffee and listening to old songs and occasionally hyuk leans in to smell your neck and kisses the base of your throat and you realise
  • you’re uni life just got a whole of a lot better


Begin Again. (Jerome Valeska x Reader)

Originally posted by smooshywrites

REQUEST: hey can you write an imagine where the reader has depression a month or two after the supposed “death” of her boyfriend Jerome and she drinks, smokes and parties at clubs to take her pain away and one night the drugs and the alcohol really gets to her and she goes past her limit and hallucinates jerome everywhere and Jerome is alive and walks up to her at the club and the Maniax attack the whole place while they reunite and kiss and his words to her are “did you miss me?” thanks so much !! <3

FANDOM: Jerome Valeska [Gotham]

AUTHOR: MK (purityimagines)

TAGS: swearing, mention of death, murder, depression, drugs/smoking, drinking, partying, hallucinations, long imagine??

NOTE: song “Begin Again” by Purity Ring is used for this imagine. This song will be the background music of the club scene. You can check out the song here!

It has been almost half an hour and I didn’t touch my plate. I just stared at nothing as my sandwich sat untouched and uneaten. My phone was piled with unread text messages and missed calls from all my family and friends. They were all worried about me, they were worried about my mental health, this illness that I’m currently having. It won’t go away. My thoughts of him won’t go away. 

The whole city went crazy as soon as Theo Galavant plunged the knife in Jerome’s neck. I couldn’t help but collapse on my knees as I watch my boyfriend slowly die with a smile on his face, not even having the chance to finishing his sentence.

“You … said I was … gonna be …” You said I was gonna be a star. And he did. Theo said he was gonna be famous, popular, known in Gotham city. And if his ambition came to life, I would smile and be happy to see him finally be free from all those years of abuse from his mother and blind father and the remaining time he had in Arkham Asylum wearing that stupid jumpsuit. 

Turns out Galavan was the hero and the star of Gotham. He “saved” the people inside the building that was only looking forward to see a magic show being crashed by no other than Jerome Valeska and Barbara Kean.

Speaking of Barbara, she went over to my apartment and “paid her respects”. I saw her wear the most beautiful outfit and I pictured myself wearing it to impress Jerome. I wasn’t expecting Barbara to feel sorry about Jerome’s death and my mourning because all she cared about was to get back together with Jim and to make Lee suffer. But that day she came to visit she had a box of donuts in her hand and a bag of marijuana spliffs in the other. All for me. She was winking at before leaving.

It is now a month since the death of Jerome Valeska and I’m still a trainwreck over his death. My own boyfriend, my partner in crime, my Clyde Chestnut. He was gone and no remorse was there to comfort me except Barbara. My family told me it was for the best and my friends tried hooking me up with other guys, but I ended up never speaking to them the whole night I went on dates with them. Neither of them were Jerome. They could never be him.

Last week, I got kicked out of a club because I screamed when I saw people’s faces replaced by Jerome’s- looking directly at me with his evil grin. All the ‘Jeromes’ began to laugh at me, maniacally. I wanted to scream so I did, causing everyone around me to stop dancing and stare at me. Next thing I knew, two guards were throwing me out the back door, leaving me to walk home.

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Juan’s grasp on my hand was tight as he was pulling me along the halls of the courthouse. Looking for the courtroom, we were suppose to be in for our ceremony. I was having trouble keeping up with him, he was moving so fast.

I should have told him about the memory I had  after the drive by, and what I had found when I looked up the information. Even if I didn’t know if I was forsure Claire Elizabeth Raines, I knew I was (Y/F/N) (Y/M/N) (Y/L/N). I didn’t have memories of either life, just the bits of flashbacks.

He stopped, turning to look back at me, walking back to. “Evelyn, are you having doubts? I’ll understand.  We don’t have to do this.”

I shook my head, biting my lip. “No, I’m not having doubts, but you may, when I tell you.”


Jax leaned back in his chair, he didn’t like outsiders, and Evelyn Cora Roberts was the very reason why.   She was going to be trouble, with an ex like Graysen Tucker coming after her. The club would become a target of one of the largest crime families in the area, if they were to protect Evelyn.

Jax didn’t want to get on the Tucker Family’s  bad side, you never knew when you could use the connection.  He was going to have Unser check into her, see if she was hiding anything.  He had to protect his club, in the end.

As of right now he had to support Juice and this sham of a marriage. Going out to the main room, he prepared to welcome her to the family.


“I now pronounce you husband and wife, kiss your bride.”  Juan smiled at her, hands caressing her face. She closed her eyes leaning in, meeting his lips. It was a simple, and gentle kiss.

“Next!”  They pulled away from each other, the magic was over. He placed, his hand on the small of her back, guiding her out of the courtroom

“We have to go by the clubhouse, Gemma is throwing us a party.” He bit his lip looking at her.

She exhaled softly, smiling up at him. “Of course. You’re family wants to share our happiness with us.”  She looked down at her feet, his hands lifted her chin up, so her eyes met his.

“What is it beautiful?”  

“I hate lying to everyone, I know this marriage isn’t real…. “ She looked sad. Juan pulled her into his arms, kissing the top of her head. Not sure what to say, he held her for a few minutes.

He hated lying to his brothers, about his marriage.  He hated lying to them about her background,  about her amnesia  but it was necessary.  He had told Jax and the rest of the club about her ex trying to kill her, but not why. They knew she was in a coma for a month, then woke up, it was half truths.  It was enough to get her protection.

“I know, but it’s only for a little while, until we have all the answers.” He pulled back, taking her hand and walking out the door.  

Heading to a side exit, instead of the front doors,  he smiled down at her. “I had one of the prospects drop off a cage. I didn’t think you’d want to ride my bike.”

She let out a laugh, wrapping my arms around him. “I would have happily ridden your bike.”

He wrapped his arms around her looking down into her eyes. He studied her face, she  tried to look away.  His hands moved up, cradling my jaw. “You’re so beautiful,  and I get to call you mine. I’m a lucky man.”

He lowered his mouth to hers,  his kiss started out gently.  He pulled her closer, letting out a moan, when she sucked his bottom lip between her teeth.

He broke off the kiss, holding her at a distance. “Keep that up, and we’re skipping..”

His words were cut off by the sound of gun shots.

He pushed her to the ground, covering her body with his. They laid there for what seemed life infinity, when the gunshots stop Juan lifted his weight off of her.

“You whole?” He stared down at her still body, panic rising up. “EVELYN!”


Vince had seen Ortiz and (YN), go inside the courthouse. They were both dressed up, he then saw Graysen standing outside. He circled back around the block, he had a feeling that Graysen was going to ambush Ortiz and (Y/N).

Vince called for back up, hoping he’d have enough time for them to show up; before the newlyweds came out. If not he’d just take the man in his own, he had to protect her.

He got out if his car, keeping out of sight, he kept his eyes on Graysen  He was crouched down, behind some bushes, keeping an eye on Graysen.  His former employer, must have some sixth sense. Graysen slowly turned around, walking to close proximity to where Vince had decided to observe.

“Barton, so glad you showed up. I plan on killing you both. I just can’t decide who goes first.”

Vince pulls out his gun. “Stay away from her, if you just leave her alone; I’ll lose everything I have on you. “

“Agent Barton, you disappoint me! You’d give up your career for a little whore? She’s so not worth it.”

Vince pulled out his gun. “I love her, which is more than I can say for you. She was always a possession for you, something for you to own. Leave her alone!”

A black SUV  pulled up, a couple of men jumped out, pointing their guns at Vince. He had no choice but to defend himself, regardless of the consequences.


I looked up at Juan’s panic ridden face, his hands running over my body.

“I’m fine…just shook up. I’m sorry…” I hated that I brought my crazy to his life. Reaching up, I touched his face. “Are you hit?”

He gathered me up in his arms, helping me up. His arming wrapping around me protectively, helping me to a vehicle the, in a parking lot.  He looked at me. “ I’m whole! Are you sure, you’re not hurt”

I nodded my head, smiling at him, reaching over squeezing his hand. I just wanted to leave, and feel safe.

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No Kiss

Originally posted by jongdabae

         "I don’t have a girlfriend, so there’s no need to worry about anyone will get jealous when I have some skin ship scene.“ his smile so wide and extremely cute.  Kwon Hyuk or better known as Dean, that’s what they call him. Young, talented , well made producer, R&B singer with eight dimensions personality and also famous for his playful and mysterious artistic image. He was in an interview with TvN due the preparation of his role in drama musical project. After thinking for too long, finally he agreed to try act on drama musical, it’s something new for him but yet he still wanted to do it because it was the only way he could be at the same work place as you. As an actress, you had no chance to work together with your boyfriend, Dean, because both of you have different work field. It was a great chance for both of you and you can’t miss it out, he thought it would be fun to work with you since both of you have been dating secretly from public for almost two years.

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Sabriel Fic - Sleep Deprived

Inspired by this post by @eyasx (why won’t it taaaaag), because it’s precious. 



At first, Sam wasn’t sure what had caused the thump that had woken him. Nor did he have any idea why his neck was bent at such an unnatural angle, or why his legs were hanging off the edge of—

Oh. Right.

Sam hauled himself into a sitting position, rubbing the back of his neck and blinking at his surroundings. He glanced around for the source of the thump—found one of his Criminology texts lying open on the floor. His notebooks and other textbooks were piled on the floor, and his laptop was whirring quietly on the coffee table next to the couch where he’d crashed.

He’d fallen asleep studying in the common room. Again.

And again, there were three cookies and a cup of steaming tea by his laptop.

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impulsive // michael clifford au [smut]

summary: in which michael is angry, impulsive and in love. // based on this post.

warning: contains sexual situations, drug use, abusive behavior & violence.

word count: 8k+

Nobody fucked with Michael Clifford, nor did they even stare too long at his closest friends, Ashton Irwin, Luke Hemmings and Calum Hood. It wasn’t like they were popular, necessarily, because nobody tried to be their friend and very few girls tried to pursue them, but because of all the talk surrounding them. All four boys were from the sketchier, poorer part of the town and, adorned in skinny jeans, books and band t-shirts that were faded and ripped at the seams.

None of the four boys ever supported the rumors, of course. They were generally quiet, keeping to themselves and they didn’t even obnoxiously backtalk to the teachers (on the days they actually came to class, that is). But they weren’t denying the rumors either - it was almost like, whether it was all true or not, they wore the rumors as armor to keep people away.

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By Chance (Calum Hood Imagine) *REQUESTED*


Imagine Masterlist

“Congratulations! You’ve won meet and great passes to 5 Seconds of Summer!” The voice on the radio boomed and a girl’s screams could be heard in the background. I sighed and turned down the radio after trying for the billionth time to get the tickets. There was only one day left in the contest and only one set of passes left…and I was going to get them.

I pulled into my driveway and walked into an empty house. I threw my bag on the ground and jumped onto my bed with my face in the pillows. I moaned in frustration when I heard the front door slam shut. My parents weren’t going to be home for hours so I stood up and grabbed the bat my dad keeps by his door fearing someone was trying to break in. I creped down the stairs and held the bat to my shoulder, ready to swing. I turned the corner into the kitchen and saw my best friend, Jamie’s, butt sticking out of the fridge. I chuckled to myself and lowered the bat.

“What the hell Jamie? I thought you were a fucking burglar.” I laughed and she looked at me with half a piece of pizza in her mouth. She mumbled something I couldn’t understand and I looked at her in confusion. “Huh?” I laughed.

“I said are you coming to Tric tonight?” she mumbled still chewing food. I looked at her like she was insane. Tric was this cool club downtown and it definitely wasn’t my scene.

“Um, no?” I shook my head and sat down at the table.

“You can’t mope about those damn tickets forever.” She sighed and I sat down at the table and threw a pretend tantrum.

“I don’t do clubs. You know that.” I moaned into my hands. She moved over to the table, still shoving pizza in her mouth, and sat down across from me.

“You are coming out tonight, and I am going to make sure you have fun so come on, we have to get ready!” she grabbed my hand and ran up to my room. I groaned as she started going through my wardrobe and throwing dress after dress at me until she came across one that I wasn’t entirely opposed to. “Perfect!” she yelled and threw a pair of matching heels at me before tearing through the clothes again to find something for herself.

*Later that night*

We walked into the club and it was crawling with people. It was dark and the strobe lights were going crazy to the beat of the music. I went over to the bar and showed the bartender my fake ID. He didn’t object to my drinking, but I think it was because he liked my attire, not because he believed the ID. I was wearing a short black dress that hugged my hips and ended at my mid-thigh along with a pair of silver platform heels that made my legs look incredible. He tried hitting on me, but I was not in the mood. I went back to the dance floor to find Jamie, but I saw her talking to some guy with bright red hair. Weird, that’s the same color that Michael just dyed his hair. No, stop thinking about the tickets. I shook my head turning around and I immediately bumped into a tall figure with black vans on.

“Woah babe.” A thick Australian accent filled my ears and I froze. There is no fucking way. I looked up slowly to find myself face to face with Calum Hood. The fucking bassist for 5 Seconds of Summer. I opened my mouth to apologize, but no words came out. “You alright?” he asked looking at me worried.

“Y-Yes.” I finally got out and he smiled his perfect smile.

“What’s your name gorgeous?” He said over the music.

“Y/n.” I managed a small grin and he held out his hand for me to shake.

“Well it’s nice to meet you, Y/n. I’m Calum.” He was looking in my eyes now and I thought I was going to die.

“I know. I mean I know who you are. No, that sounds creepy…” I mumbled and he chuckled at my nervousness.

“So I take it you’re a fan?” he laughed and I nodded embarrassingly. “That’s great. I love meeting fans, especially fans as pretty as you.” He looked down at me and, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say he was blushing.

“Thanks.” I mouthed and he reached out his hand for me.

“Dance?” I grabbed his hand slowly and we walked out onto the dance floor. There were so many sweaty bodies and I was a little intimidated since I suck at dancing. Just as we reached the middle of the floor, the DJ put on Ride by SoMo…perfect. Even if I didn’t know how to dance, I knew how to make myself look sexy to this song. Calum spun me around so that my back side was to his front and I began to grind on him. I wasn’t rhythmic or anything, but he seemed to like what I was doing. One of his hands sneaked to my front and held my waist while our bodies started to become more in sync with each other. Every time the chorus would come on, I would grind into his crotch a little harder causing his grip on my waist to tighten. Surprisingly, Calum turned me around so he could see my face and pulled me close to him. He leant down so that he was eye level with me.

“Do you want to get out of here?” He said lowly and I just nodded not believing how my night was going. He grabbed my hand again and led me out the door of the club and we just started walking down the street. “I can actually hear you now.” He laughed and I blushed because his hand was still holding onto mine. “So, what brings you out on this fine night?” he asked wiggling his eyebrows earning a giggle from me.

“My best friend, Jamie, dragged me out because I was upset about something.” I laughed remembering that I left Jamie in the club.

“Upset about?” he looked at me intrigued.

“Don’t laugh. I was trying to win meet and greet passes for your concert, but I lost.” I mentally face palmed. Why did I tell him? He probably thinks I am a freak. I sighed and he looked at me in shock.

“Why would I laugh? I’m sorry you didn’t win, but it worked out for you anyways.” He smiled gesturing to himself.

“Yeah, it did.” I smirked and stopped in front of this old ice cream shop. Cal bought us two cones and we sat on the bench outside and talked for an hour. We talked about how his tour was going and about my college and our life goals. When we were finished, he stood up and offered me his hand again, this time intertwining our fingers. My face grew warm and I looked at the ground, avoiding eye contact.

“So, Y/n, what do you say I take you out on a real date? It’d be a lot better than meet and greet passes.” I playfully hit his arm and laughed. “Ow! I’ll take that as a yes?”  

“I’d love to.” I smiled leaning into him.

*A Few Days Later*

I woke up in my bed and still didn’t know if what happened Saturday was real or just a dream. I quickly grabbed my phone, and sure enough, there were 4 texts from Calum. Holy shit, it did happen.

Good morning beautiful xx

I hope you’re ready for our date today!

I can’t wait to see you!

Y/n, wake up sleeping beauty! I miss you!

I laughed at the last one. God, he was adorable. I sent him a quick text and hopped in the shower to begin getting ready. I pulled on an old band shirt and some light skinny jeans before blow drying my hair and then straightening it. Just as I finished with my makeup, I heard a knock at my door. I nervously ran down the steps and opened the door to find Calum leaning on the frame.

“Damn, you look hot.” He wiggled his eyebrows again and walked in.

“Bull!” I laughed. “I’m wearing a t shirt and jeans!” He came closer to me and put his arms around my waist.

“And you have never looked sexier.” He was completely serious this time and I didn’t know what to do. I just blushed mad hard and led him up to my room.

“So where are we going?” I asked while pulling on my converse.

“Well I was thinking a picnic in the park and then my concert.” He held up two VIP tickets, one for me and one for Jamie. I squealed and ran over to him and gave him a hug.

“Cal, you didn’t have to-” I started, but he cut me off.

“I wanted to, besides, it’s my band’s concert. Not like I had to pay for them.” He chuckled.

“Good point.” I joked and texted Jamie the news and told her to be ready by 5.

We had a lovely picnic in the park and talked even more than we did in the last week. I was beginning to really like him. He wasn’t just the star you see on stage. He was goofy and sweet and considerate…He can’t be real, he is way too perfect. After eating, we sat and looked up at the clouds. I snuggled into his side and we talked about everything that was on our minds. Before I knew it, it was 4:30 and Cal had to be at sound check by 5. He quickly dropped me off and headed to the venue. Jamie and I drove to the arena and went in a special gate in the back. I was back stage in the boy’s dressing room when the door opened and in they walked. First, Luke and his perfectly quaffed blond hair, then Ashton who was twirling his drumsticks in his hands, then Michael who ran up to Jamie and engulfed her in a huge hug, and then Cal walked in. His face lit up the second he saw me. I stood up and gave him a hug and placed a soft kiss on his cheek for good luck. After hearing the crowd chant “5SOS” for 20 minutes, the boys finally went out on stage. Jamie and I took our seats on the side of the stage and the intro the “Mrs. All American” started. After that song, Calum started to speak into his microphone.

“How is everybody tonight?” he yelled and screams could be heard all the way in Mexico. “Great! Actually I have someone here in the audience that I would like to address right now.” My face flushed and my eyes grew wide. “Y/n? I know we haven’t spent that much time together, but I couldn’t wait. Y/n, do you want to be my girlfriend?” The whole crowd Awed and I gave Cal a thumbs up. One of the security guards lifted me onto the stage and I ran into his arms. I totally forgot that I was in front of 10,000 people so I placed my lips on his signaling that of course I wanted to be his girlfriend. The crowd cheered as I pulled away from him and returned to my seat. Cal was on fire after that. He was jumping around the stage and the smile never left his face. He would steal glances at me every so often and I couldn’t believe this was happening. What are the chances?