oh and the text reads as ' everyone ~ '

America: So.. I was reading about how alcoholics can be found in like, everyone’s lives. It’s a common issue, ya know

Canada: Oh yeah, I bet we can even name some people in this room.


England: Why are all of you looking at me?! 

Prussia: And me! What are you trying to say?

England: What the hell?

Prussia: Hey, do you want to go to the pub after this? Talk about this bullshit?

England: Yes. Actually. I do. 

dear person reading this:

  • your crooked teeth make your lovely smile extremely cute and endearing  (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧
  • your splotches of freckles? yeah, those are places where the galaxies whirling inside of you leaked out to radiance their brilliancy into the world
  • your thighs touch? that’s a GOOD thing. you’re getting proper nutrition! you have muscles! d o  n o t  b e  a s h a m e d!!!! also, thigh gaps are awesome too! anything related to thighs is awesome! all thighs are different because every person is different, and honestly, why does it matter what your thighs look like?? people who are bothered by thighs are weak tbh
  • “bingo arms”???? listen up: you only have bingo arms when you’re WINNING. otherwise why would you be yelling “bingo”?? thought so. you’re a winner – you can do anything you set your incredible mind to!
  • your hair is so unbelievably gorgeous and don’t you deny it. don’t forget to style it, dye it, try new shampoos with it, as long as you want to! your hair is your own, whether it be frizzled or dry or thick or thin – be proud of that, and remember that you can always change it up!
  • your eyes are not too small, or too big, or too wide apart, or too ugly. your eyes are your own mortal doorway into your soul, expressing your thoughts and emotions in dazzling swirls and hues for others to decipher. don’t be afraid to cry, don’t be disgusted by the crinkles at the corners when you smile, don’t hate on the small, microscopic blood vessels running through them. don’t lock your door out of needless shame!
  • scars!!! scars are so cool! they’re visual results from a chapter that makes up the story of your life! no matter where scars are, don’t be conscious of concealing them! ppl loVE scars! even the tiny lil ones! anyone who has a scar is automatically known as an ultimate badass sorry that’s the rule
  • same goes for stretch marks! those little ripples on your thighs, your hips, your waist, your belly? those mean that you’ve GROWN. your body has adapted frequently throughout your life, and leaves those little ripples as little hints of your amazing journey from babyhood to adulthood! (or maybe you’re just a mystical ocean god/goddess and those waves are symbols of your enormous power, onlookers should be on the lookout)
  • sorry, did you say you had a pig nose? do you even kNOW how cute piggies are you should be PROUD of your nose cAUSE U CUTE
  • long, thin nose? p l s. that just means you’re king/queen of everything. don’t deny it. you know how powerful you truly are
  • tummy rolls? everyone has them. seriously, no matter how thin a person may seem, tummy rolls are inevitable. you are not alone! tummy rolls rock! ROCK THOSE TUMMY ROLLS!
  • trust me, barely anyone see your feet anyways. besides, feet aren’t that bad – how do you think your hands would look if they walked everywhere over the earth’s rough terrain? feet are hella 
  • ears are so cool omg they’re like fingerprints, unique to you and you only! plus you can pierce them! repeatedly! how cool is that? ears are best
  • do nOT be anxious about flaunting your legs! wear that short skirt! wear those shorts! own that bikini! your legs are marvelous! ppl would kill for a pair of dandy lookin legs like yours! pale or tan, legs are glorious! L E G S
  • lips. lips. do you know how many magic tricks your lips are able to perform? the formation of words, the ability to smile or frown, the ability to express, to kiss, to wear makeup; lips are ethereal and exquisite in all forms!
  • #1 tip: your eyebrows are always on fleek  (▰˘◡˘▰)
  • and lastly: you are not dumb. you are not worthless. you are not a waste of space, an empty void, a meaningless shell. you are loved. you are worth everything. you are so incredibly intelligent, you are utterly unforgettable, and you are breathtaking in every single way.
  • next time you look in a mirror, blow yourself a kiss and don’t worry – you’ll kill it out there today. ♥
  • Someone: omg you're so smart ;)
  • Me: *runs into door frames, clueless in every class, forgets everyone's name, loses everything, misspels easy words, studies the same concept every day but remains lost*
  • Me: aww thankssss truee ;)
Wrong Number Series Part 18

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!!!!! :DDDDDDD YAYAYAYAY I’M FINALLY POSTING THE SNEAK PEAK YAYAYAY!!!!! Okay so, as this is a sneak peak into the next chapter, it is rather short!!!! Still, I worked very hard on it so I hope you all enjoy it!!! ^^^^ 

For text reference, I mention parts 14, 15, and 16! This is a continuation of Story 2! And If you haven’t read any WNS text then here’s the Start! Okay, happy reading everyone!!! :DDDD - Eomma^^

Keep reading

Suho: Let’s play a game. When it’s your turn, say any word, but its first letter must follow alphabetical order. I’ll start: Abillionairefather.
Chen: baby fat
Xuimin: Chen
Baekhyun: ;)
Chanyeol: ezis eht ‘nivol uoy
D.O: fuc–
Kai: kyunGsoo
Sehun: huh? Wait, I’m not read–
Lay: imbroglio
Everyone: …


My favorite part of Oli’s new video

After reading Jack’s message: “The thing is that is actually something Jack would say. Jack would actually say that.”

After reading Conor’s message:“Why is everyone going after my cousin?! Ok leave my cousin out of this!”

Then I read Josh’s message and just died laughing


Beware, spoilers!

Okay, I’m lowkey pissed at Isak but at the same time, this boy has been constantly surrounded by stereotypes and that stupid “macho-image.” Stupid beliefs like “I have to be a real man” etc. He probably doesn’t know any better. Also, he’s still struggling.  I’m so happy Eskild gave him a proper lesson, he  needs to understand his mistake. This was such an important and powerful moment.

But he needs a hug, too, I mean? His face after reading the message from Even, oh god. I think sending that text message was a shitty thing to do, esp after all those things Even had told Isak. He could have handled it better but I also understand him. He’s struggling with this as well. He has been dating Sonya for like 4 years? But anyway, man, here comes the drama. I hope everything works out in the end. Everyone on this show deserves to be happy. Protect these kids!!

The Sherlock Premiere fucked me up...

After watching the series 4 premiere and then spending a lot of time reading everyone’s thoughts about it i realized that this show (and the fandom as a whole) has the ability to truly make you question everything. We don’t believe anything anymore!

-“Oh, Mary got shot and died,” “well maybe not, she might not be dead!”

-“John’s cheating on Mary with the Ginger Bus Girl!” “Well, maybe not. We don’t know who he was texting…”

-*“did you miss me” written on the DVD* “aww sweet! Moriarty!” “Sike! Mary’s back!”



[TRANS] 151128 Youngjae’s Instagram Updates

FROM Youngjae
Hello it’s GOT7’s Youngjae
Haha I’m not sure how I should write this “thanks to” letter. Mmm i think I have more to be sorry about than thankful. Mm First of all, the reason I was able to become a GOT7 member was mostly because of my parents and my company. My parents are really important to me. I haven’t been able to express it as much to my mom and dad, but I think I’m doing okay at it. Until I got to be part of GOT7, I’ve had a lot of troubles with my parents haha I’m sure no one would’ve expect things to become like this.

When I first passed my audition, what can I say, I’m still young but I was even younger then, so I cried..ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ As soon as I passed, I called them, and seeing them happy for me made me feel really.. you know ㅎㅎㅎ To be honest, my parents didn’t want me to become a singer. They just wanted me to study, get a good job and have a stable life. Our family is actually struggling financially, but at the time I asked them to help me get vocal/singing lessons because I wanted to become a singer~ told them I’m going to learn to sing and made a fuss about it. I went to take lessons for a little bit in 8th grade, then had a hard time going due to issues at home, but I wanted to learn again during Sophomore year in high school so I really tried to persuade them haha. Regardless of knowing what I’m doing, they gave me allowance and I even worked part-time jobs without telling them haha. I’m still sorry for the things I did back then and would like to let them know I thank them through this letter (smile) (smile) And then I somehow came across JYPE audition! At first I didn’t pass. But they suddenly contacted me after a year and told me I passed, so I was really happy. Thinking back again and talking about it still makes me happy.. When I started practice, I couldn’t stay in Seoul the entire time. The days I was able to stay in Seoul for practice were Fri-Mon and I had to go back to Mokpo for the rest of the week, but the bus fare was pretty expensive. I received 100,000 won to go back and forth every week, but one day my dad didn’t have enough so he gave me 80,000 won. I told him it wasn’t enough and that I needed more. Honestly, 80,000 won was more than enough for food and bus fare, but you know there is the regular bus and the premium bus– for some reason I insisted on taking the premium bus every time. Taking the regular bus from Mokpo to Seoul would’ve cost me 20,500 won, but the premium bus fare was 30,400 won.. I remember it exactlyㅋㅋ

I begged and begged just to ride that bus and my dad would get angry at me while breaking the piggy bank, but it didn’t make me feel good (/satisfied). I felt bad, but I wanted more.. Whenever I reminisce those days now, I wonder why I was acting that way. I’m still young, but I guess I was just even younger. I don’t know if my parents would remember these things, but whenever I think back, I want to cry because I feel so remorseful. I was too young to realize then, but I’m always sorry and thankful, mom and dad! After all that, I practiced harder and became part of GOT7!! I thought, wow did I really finally debut? My parents came to see me on the day of our debut and hugged me tight.. Bear with me for rambling on but anyway!! I really wanted to tell my parents I thank them very much. I love you, mom and dad. It feels strange for someone like me to say this, but let’s all be good to our parents!

Also to all the Ahgases who always watch over us whether from afar or up close, if all of you weren’t here, we wouldn’t be either. I’m very thankful and think you’re all lovely for supporting us with love no matter what we do. I ask you to continue to love us just as you have all this time. We’ll keep working hard and become amazing singers for Ahgases. Thank you, sorry and thank you again. This became really serious unlike my personality.ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
Ahgase and GOT7, let’s keep going like this~~ I love you

Ahhhh and when we recently won first place wowwowaang honestly, I didn’t cry.. Rather than wanting to cry, you know that feeling of “wow it’s so overwhelming, no joke, are you sure the singer who won first place isn’t someone else??” And wow, everyone thank you so much. This doesn’t come easily and it was possible because of all your love for us. So I’m going to work even harder to do better, although the thought makes me worried at the same time. We’ll keep trying and show even better sides of us. I truly love you, IGOT7!

Ah also.. Those who are fluent in English, Chinese, Japanese, Thai, and other languages, please translate this. Our Ahgases are all smart, so you can do it! ㅋㅋㅋ Ah is this too much of a mission.. It’s because I think those from other countries can have fun reading and be happy from the translations. Anyway I love you!

Who else is there.. Friends haha I don’t have that many friends ㅠㅠㅠㅠ I came to Seoul during my Junior year and I was really lonely. I had no one until around my Senior year, when a really close hyung of mine came up to Seoul and started taking lessons! Or maybe I’m wrong. Anywho when I was in Mokpo, he took good care of me and we listened to each other’s worries, so I was really glad when he came up to Seoul too. Even though he isn’t blood-related, I’m just as comfortable around him; we talked a lot and he gave good advice when I went through hard times, and overall he made my experience in Seoul less difficult huhu. I wasn’t able to tell that hyung I thank him ㅋㅋㅋㅋ but hopefully he’ll read this and know I’m thankful ㅋㅋㅋ!

Speaking of hyung, to my real hyung! My hyung is now my vwaitwamin (vitamin) that gives me strength. He can tell if something’s wrong from just the tone of my voice, it’s scary sometimes.. Once I called him on a rough day and he constantly asked if something happened and ha (sigh) ㅠㅠㅠㅠ hyung always knows me best *tears* ㅋㅋㅋㅋ ah I’m crying too much in this letter ㅋㅋ That’s how close I was (/am) with my hyung. Oh that doesn’t mean I’m not close with my noona or anything, but I should write about her as well. Or else she’ll be upset ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅎㅎㅎ

Actually it was my noona’s birthday not too long ago ㅠㅠ after my schedule I completely forgot about it and didn’t call her, but she called me first. Then I remembered right away ㅠㅠ I’m still trying to decide what to do for her. She says it’s okay but I want to do something.. I told her “happy birthday” through kakaotalk along with an ugly picture of me, and my noona wa very happy. If I get some days off soon, I’m planning to bring a gift to her ㅋㅋㅋㅋ Whew.. I wrote to those I’m thankful for and about the things I’ve been through, and it’s not too much or too little, but it seems I’ve had many ups and downs in life ㅋㅋㅋ There are probably more people I should thank, but I’ll write the second letter another time!

Everyone who’s always supporting me – my parents, hyung, noona, members, Ahgase, JYPE, my friends, other hyungs – I’ll work hard as the amount of support you’re giving me. Thank you and love you, always. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️★★❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Translated by: got_pang for GOT7&Co.

Watching the homestuck fandom rise from it’s slumber to flood my entire dash with the exact same snapchats 5 times over in a row, occasionally with a different caption or two, is so god damn entertaining. Reading all of the commentary and reactions in the tags, seeing everyone collectively freaking the hell out, laughing at all the shitposts and jokes, im so happy its back. I’m so happy i get to be a part of this ridiculous, silly and convoluted mess with everyone else. I just keep refreshing the page over and over again with a big dumb smile on my face. 

I love this fandom so much.

Gary worked as a professor in Kanto University, one day, Ash dropped by to give Gary his lunch and entered the classroom to listen to his lecture.

Gary: …and there you have it, the equation is balanced.

Ash sent a text message to Gary’s phone “I have no idea what you’re talking about… but you make it sound so beautiful”.

Gary took his phone and read the text and smiled to the screen.

Student: Oh! Mr. Oak got a love message!

Everyone started laughing, including Ash.

Gary (blushed): quiet! Now do exercises 1 to 8 from page 45 of your textbook!

anonymous asked:

can we ask you random stuff? middle name? sexual orientation? last text you got? reading anything?

Oh, definitely! I always welcome questions.

I don’t have a middle name (and I’ve always been super jealous of everyone who does). Bisexual. Last text I got says “I just bought our tickets!” and yes, I’m reading a novel called Another Brooklyn by Jacqueline Woodson!

{Curious Plots: for now I am Winter}


In Flurry’s cabin all the foals slept peacefully with Cadance looking over them for that hour. She was reading quietly by lantern light, Flurry and Snow curled up together not too far off in the distance. The two had grown close throughout this whole thing and she sensed some puppylove between them and she did not try to stop it. It seemed to be melting Flurry’s shell a little so anything helped. Everyone else seemed to be asleep too so it was a nice hour to catch up on some intellectual pursuits for the Love Princess.

The cool desert air blew into the cabin as Luna’s often ominous figure filled the doorway and shut it without making much noise. She stepped forward and before Caddy could even get up to hug her aunt she read a dark expression on her face.

“Oh no…”

“I have news from the Crystal Empire. You may want to wake the other adults.”

Luna threw her hood back and stepped into the adjoining room where the adults could all congregate together to speak. Caddy went around and woke everyone with small, tickling wisps of pink magic. Only the adults though. She left the foals gently slumbering. 

“News from the Empire…” she whispered softly to each before joining Luna in the other room.

Luna stood quietly and simply handed Cadance a letter. The letter read:

“We are sorry to inform you of the passing of Zodiac of the Crystal Empire this morning at 3:00AM while on life support. Our hopes and prayers are with your family.”

It was signed with the hospital staff.

Cadance felt her throat lock closed as she handed the letter back to Luna and looked around at the others as they joined the room. 

The Crystal Heart.

She kept reminding herself she was connected to it. She had to hold herself together so it wouldn’t stop working. Or the Empire would be buried in snow. She took a deep breath. 

Luna gave the letter up to Batsy to read who looked up at Caddy sympathetically. The letter was then passed around without words. Caddy covered her face.

The Crystal Heart.

Zo. Zodiac. Her first born. Her son. The way he used to grab at her mane when he was a yearling. How he took extra long to learn to walk. How he took after Shining. He had adored Twilight. His favorite foods were banana splits. He was a unicorn, not like Flurry. He was all they had expected of a union. He would have led a nice, normal life. 

Would have.

Cadance pulled her face out of her hooves and began laughing hysterically. 

“Hahahahhaaha! I can’t even tell her yet.”

Luna frowned to see Cadance utterly crack like this.

“Flurry can’t know. She can’t–” she laughed and laughed and laughed. “Her brother is gone and I can’t even tell her!”

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A first hand account of my Natalia Kills/X Factor experience, as someone who watched it live in a uni hall common room

I had only actually seen any of the show the week before it all went down, and therefore only had a vague idea of everything that was going on. The only judge I actually knew was Stan Walker, who is well known and who I have seen live twice at little gigs in my hometown. I’m not going to lie, before this shit went down I thought Natalia was actually Kimbra. Oh how wrong I was! 

I was at the table trying to read my psychology text book when we finally flicked the channel over to X Factor. We got the last line of Joe’s performance (which a few of the girls were disgruntled about missing cos they loved him) and then it was onto the comments. 

I’m just going to say, when Natalia started talking, almost everyone in the room thought she was joking. I was one of only two who had a gut feeling she wasn’t. But the commotion in the room when her seriousness became apart, oh you should have been there. A good half a dozen 18 year old girls freaking out about the injustice of it all, but they were only just getting started. 

While some raced to tell others about all the shit that had just gone down, one in particular became intent on immediately trying to ring the TV company to complain. Within fifteen minutes, most of my floor had either seen it or heard about it. The girls trying to lodge complaints found the phone lines full (the complaints also apparently DID have to be made online). Yik Yak had also exploded with Yaks about Natalia from people in the area. 

This was around when I found out who she actually was, and realised that I had two of her songs on my phone without ever knowing what she looked like. Which was just a weird moment, to be honest. 

Now, I don’t know about other places, but in NZ we have the plus one channels, where a few of the main channels have extra ones that play everything an hour behind. So we briefly watched a bit of Little Miss Sunshine which was on next, but it came around to the time that the whole debacle was going to be on the plus one channel. SO of course, almost everyone on the floor was called into the common room to see exactly what had happened for themselves. 

We got to see Joe’s performance, which was fucking fantastic, and then came the whole tirade of abuse for the second time. Those who had only heard about it were gobsmacked at how uncalled for it was (especially considering the quality of the performance), and we were all extremely pissed. 

As it turned out, so was the entire country, given that they both got fired within 24 hours due to the country’s response (general anger over social media AND a 77,000 signature overnight petition). 

General lesson: Don’t fuck with New Zealand. We are a united front (but great friends if you’re not a giant bag of dicks to us)


Sonia: Oh God, another text from Gen.
Apollo rolls his eyes heavenward. Sonia feels something tugging at her solar plexus that is both thrilling and terrible, and hopelessly addictive. She has refused to meet or speak with Gen for 6 days now, ever since The Incident, and Gen’s texts are becoming more and more desperate in tone. The latest one reads: MY DARLING SONIA! PLEASE STOP TORTURING ME!I CANNOT LIVE LIKE THIS! I NEED YOU! PLEASE RING ME! PLEASE!!!!!!
Apollo: Just block the poor cow. Put her out of her misery. Please. For the sake of everyone’s sanity.
Sonia: But I don’t-
She gives a start, nearly dropping the phone. There’s an incoming call. It’s from Roy.
Roy: Sonia? I need to talk to you.
Sonia: Roy, it’s not-
Roy: Now.
Sonia turns to Apollo, not bothering to cover the phone.
Sonia: Can you go and see what the triplets are up to?
Apollo: I can see them from here. They’re all perfectly fine.
Sonia: Apollo!
Apollo takes the hint, an air of deep personal injury trailing behind him like a little cloud.
Sonia: Roy? What’s wrong? Is Angus-
Roy: Angus is fine.
Sonia: Okay. So what’s wrong with you?
Roy: I found your pill packet in the glovebox, Sonia.
Sonia: What p-
The sequence of events after The Incident is still unclear in her mind, fragments of memory bobbing up and down like flotsam on the ocean. She had been on her way home when the full implications had dawned on her, and she’d almost driven through a red light in her panic. She has no recollection of driving to the doctor’s. She remembers having to use the fingers of one hand to hold the wrist of her other so she could sign the paperwork in the doctor’s office, that’s how much she was shaking. She has no recollection of stowing the pill packet in the glovebox, but it’s within the realms of possibility. Damn.
Roy: It was him, wasn’t it? Genevieve’s husband?
Sonia nods.
Roy: Sonia! Answer me!
Sonia: Y-yes, Roy. Yes. Don’t yell at me, please. I can explain, sort of. But not over the phone.
Roy: How long has it been going on?
Sonia: It was just once, Roy. I’m telling you the truth-
Sonia: Roy, stop this crazy talk, please.
Roy: Does Genevieve even exist?
Sonia: Of course she exists, Roy.
Roy: Really? You know, I’m beginning to think she’s just a smokescreen.
Sonia: Roy-
Roy can tell by the ripple in her voice that she’s very close to tears.
So he terminates the call. And then switches his phone off.

A Song For You

A/N I really don’t know where this came from. All I can tell you is it takes place in present day and it’s a bit different. Also, I’ve tried to remember to tag everyone, please let me know if I forgot you or if you want off the list. Oh and one last thing, that you for all the kinds notes and messages on ‘the next chapter’ I’m glad everyone liked it. Goodnight x

Finn: Rae, I really hate to ask you this, but I need a huge favor.

Rae looked at her phone reading the text message for the fourth time, still not sure how to reply.

Three months, not that she was counting or anything. It had been three months since her best friend since childhood had spoken to her. Three of the longest, loneliest and most miserable months of her life. 

He sure had some nerve to text her tonight of all nights seeing as it was her twenty first birthday.

When she had seen his name pop up on her iPhone screen, she couldn’t help the butterflies that fluttered around her stomach and the smile that came to her face.

In that moment she was ready to forgive him for everything.

She opened the text expecting a happy birthday, or maybe even an apology for not a single call or textl, but the second she read the words, her eyes filled with tears that she refused to let drop.

There was no way she was going to allow him to make her cry again. She had spilled enough tears over the loss of him.

Resolved to tell him to fuck off, she hit the reply button and began furiously texting the first thing that came to her mind.

Rae: Why the fuck would I do anything for you?

Could she send that? As much as she wanted too, it wasn’t who she was, no matter how horrible he had made her feel, so she deleted it and typed the only thing she could think to say.

Rae: What?

Simple enough. She hit send before she could change her mind again.
Almost immediately her phone vibrated before she could even set it down.

Finn: I need you to come pick me up. I know it’s late and I understand if you can’t.

Rae: Where are you?

Her heart skipped a beat knowing that she wasn’t going to tell him no, no matter how far she had to drive.

Rae stood up looking for her keys before he had even text back. Taking a quick peek in the mirror she was grateful that she hadn’t changed out of the clothes she wore to her birthday dinner a few hours ago.

Her phone buzzed as she was grabbing a jacket and she snatched it up before walking out the door. She climbed into her new car that she had bought on a whim last week, and clicked on her phone before starting the car.

Finn: I’m at LAX airport, gate three. Thanks for this Rae.

Rae: I’ll be there in twenty

She was really going to see him tonight, and she wasn’t sure she was prepared for that. Taking a deep breath she backed out of the drive slowly replaying the night he left in her mind.

“I’m sorry, but I’ve really got to take this call" Finn said climbing out of bed.
She didn’t say a thing as he grabbed his phone and walked, naked into the other room, grabbing his clothes as he went. 

Rae wiped the sleep out of her eyes, as the blinding light from the open window filtered in causing her head to hurt worse than she ever thought possible.

The shock of waking up next to a naked Finn worked better than a cup of coffee and she was instantly awake as memories of last night came flooding back.

The last thing she remembered was being out at a nightclub with a group of her closest friends celebrating the end of her first sold out tour. 

She had done it. She had proven everyone wrong and to celebrate her best friends had insisted they partied the night away now that she was home.

An entire year of touring around the world with her best friend by her side and all she wanted was to climb into her bed and relax, but they had other plans.

Her phone started ringing the moment they had landed and reluctantly she had agreed to a night out on the town.

Somewhere around the sixth shot, her memory gets a bit hazy, but before she can piece it all together, a now fully clothed Finn comes walking back into the room, a deep scowl on his face. 

“I got the part”
“What happened last night”

They both say at the exact same time as he takes a seat next to her on the bed. 

“You go first” she says pulling the sheet covers up to her chin, suddenly extremely uncomfortable that she is sitting her naked in front of her best friend that she had never even shared a kiss with. 

“I got the part.” he says, still facing away from her towards the bathroom door. 

“That’s great Finn, I know you really wanted it, you deserve it” she said, wondering why he sounded so depressed about getting the lead role in a movie he had wanted more than anything.

“I have to be on a plane to London in six hours.” he says 

“I’m really proud of you Finn.” she says and it’s the truth, she couldn’t be happier for her best friend. He was amazing and talented and had been with her since before they could even talk. She wanted nothing more than for him to be successful doing what he loved. 

“Look, about last night. We were both really drunk and well, I’ve really got to go and pack. I’ll call you once I’m finished and we can sort this whole thing out.” he said standing and heading to the door before she could even say a word. 

“Finn” she said causing him to look back at her for the first time since they had woken.

“Yeah Rae”

“Are we good?” she asked praying to God that whatever happened between them hadn’t ruined their friendship. She could already feel that everything had changed. Even the tone of his voice was different than anything she had ever heard before.

“Yeah, of course Rae, you’re my best friend. I’m just in shock because everything is happening so fast.” he half smiled and she could tell something was bothering him. “Look, it might be a crazy couple of days, but I’ll call you as soon as I can” and without a backward glance he was gone.

She can’t believe that after fifteen years of friendship, ten if you counted from the time they actually decided they were friends instead of having to be because their parents made them do everything together, a night she could barely remember was the last memory she had of him.

Yeah she thought he was the most good looking guy she had ever met, and yeah sometimes she wondered to herself why they had never tried to date, but she knew he only saw her as a friend and as they got older it was just a fact she had come to accept. He had always been her rock through tough times and eventually he had become more like family then anything else. He even played guitar for her on tour, and they lived only a few blocks apart. They were as inseparable now as they had always been.

Never could she have imagined that one drunken night and a movie role later that her friendship with him would be over, and a midnight pick-up from the airport wasn’t going to change that fact.

He had broken her heart and left her alone in the world without a backward glance. Without even so much as an explanation as to why he didn’t want to talk to her. She deserved so much more than that. It’s not as if it wasn’t awkward for her too, them having slept together. It’s not like she could even remember the details of it.

It was the night after he left that she sent him the first unanswered text.

Rae: I hope you landed safely and I can’t wait to hear all about your first day as a movie star. Give me a call when you get a chance. 

She busied herself that day writing a new song after spending over an hour on the phone with the record label. Nine months until her next tour, and six months until the album deadline. She had to fight for the time off, but after being on the road non stop she needed the break. She needed to visit her family, write some music, spend some time at home and thankfully the label seemed to understand. She was their top selling artist after all, “Anything Rae wants, Rae gets” had been their exact words. Of course they had requested a few radio interviews just to keep the buzz going which she had reluctantly accepted.

She waited two days before she tried texting again.

Rae: Hey Finn, I guess things are a bit crazy for you right now, I know you’re probably busy, but I think we should talk. Call me bub, I really miss you already!

Rae: Oh and pumpkin says *meow* which is cat for “Hi!” ;)

When she got no reply she tried calling that night, but it went straight to voicemail.

It was when she saw a photo on some tabloid website of him out at a nightclub with the leading lady of the movie that she realized he hadn’t been too busy to call, he just didn’t want to talk to her.

The realization hit her like an anvil to the chest and she hadn’t bothered trying to reach out again, although she often searched his name online when she got lonely and was thinking of him.

She felt like a piece of her was missing and she knew she would never get it back so she had spent the last three months holed up in the studio, writing the new album, trying to think about anything but Finn Nelson.

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Imagine #83 Just your house cleaner

PS: This is the end of the series, it’s not as good as I wanted it to be, but it is time to give an end to this story and write more different imagines. I hoe you liked the story and enjoyed reading it :)


When you woke up you noticed Neymar was not in bed anymore and you looked up your phone to see what the time was. It was already 10am so you knew Neymar probably went to practice. You noticed you got five new texts.

You looked at them, three of them were from your best friend, and the other two were from your friends, who were also from Brazil.


“Everyone is talking about it here!”

“Call me! Now!”

Those were all from your best friend, and the other two were asking about you dating Neymar. You remembered that Neymar posted a photo of you two on Instagram last night. You opened Instagram and looked at the photo, there were loads of likes and the comments were not as bad as you thought they would be.

Then you called your best friend, happy that you can finally tell her the entire story and don’t have to lie anymore.

“Finally!” was the first thing you heard from her as she pick up.

“Sorry, it was complicated so I couldn’t tell you what was going on”

“Tell me everything, don’t miss any detail,” she said so you started telling her the entire story between you and Neymar. You were feeling much better, because finally you could talk with someone about it. You couldn’t believe that you knew Neymar for already a month and so many things already changed.

“I’m so happy for you (y/n). You walked out of Brazil and found yourself one of the best footballers”

“I’m so lucky, he really is the best.” You smiled and after a while, you two finished talking.

You were still in bed and all that talking about Neymar made you miss him so you texted him,

“Morning! Enjoy training and do your best. Come home soon, miss your pretty face”

Then you walked out of bed and noticed a note on the kitchen table,

“I won’t be home today; I’m sleeping at my friend’s house. – Rafa <3”

You made yourself breakfast and thought about finally being alone with Neymar, now that Rafa won’t be home for the day. You cleaned around the house and went to watch TV and wait for Neymar to come back home.

“Olaaa!” you heard Neymar shout as he walked inside, you could tell that he was feeling good.

You jumped off the sofa and ran to him, then jumped placing your hands around his neck and he lifted your legs around his waist.

“You missed me this much?” Neymar smiled and kissed you as you just nodded your head, “where is Rafa?” he asked as he looked around, still holding you.

“She won’t be at home; she went to her friend’s house”

“I see, well we’ll have the house for ourselves then” he said and walked with you on him to the kitchen and put you on the kitchen counter so he could grab a snack.

“What could we do?” you asked watching him getting ice cream.

“I have an idea,” He said as he turned to you and placed some ice cream on your lips and slowly licked it away, which made you realize immediately what his idea was.

“I like this, but we can do this later” you said and jumped down away from him. “Let’s go out”

“Out where?” Neymar asked while eating his ice cream.

“I don’t now, but I am tired of being inside all the time, plus we are official now so we don’t need to hide”

“Wanna go play football with me?”

“Aren’t you tired of running around the entire morning?” you laughed at his question.

“I enjoy playing with the ball and it’s not like you will tire me” he winked teasing you.

“We’ll see about that” you said and punched him in the arm. He smiled and then pulled you closer and started putting ice cream all over your face laughing.

You two mess around for some time then both went to get dressed to go to the stadium. While driving Neymar had the music in his car so loud and he was constantly singing so you decided to film him and post in to Instagram.

“You have a private profile so no one can even see it so I don’t care”

“Well I can easily change that” you said and did as you said. People immediately started liking the video and Neymar was a little bit embarrassed, but he was used to putting his own videos.

When you two finally arrived, he decided the rules about the game.

“We play on just one goal. The one who first scores three goals wins and decides his prize”

“Okay, but don’t be too harsh, I don’t want to die yet” you said and placed the ball on the ground.

It didn’t take long before Neymar scored his first goal. Then somehow, you also scored, but after Neymar’s second goal you fell on the ground, because he pushed you a little bit too much.

“I’m sorry (y/n) you okay?” He got on the ground concerned and scared.

“It hurts so much” you played to distract Neymar and as he leaned closer to you, you got up and kicked the ball scoring your second goal.

“That’s not fair!” he laughed and then ran towards you and pushed you on the ground with him.

“Well if I can’t win with my skills I have to find another way,” You laughed as he got on top of you and started tickling you.

“God I love your eyes” he said as he started kissing your neck

“I love your body”

“I love you,” Neymar suddenly said and stopped kissing you, both of you were surprised.

“The game is not over yet” you said in panic and pretending nothing happened. You got up and Neymar followed and made his way to the goal and scored.

“I win!” Neymar shout and started running around, celebrating.

“What kind of a boyfriend doesn’t let her girlfriend win?” you said as he stopped and laughed at you.

“Oh c’mon” he walked to you and you pushed him away pretending to be upset knowing it would make him feel bad about it.

“Babeeeee” Neymar said and started hugging you from behind making you smile.

“What is the prize you want?” you asked.

“Hmm I want… a big slice of pizza”

“Okay, well let’s go then”

When you two went to a fast food to get a piece of pizza Neymar was soon recognized from his fans. He took some photos with them while you stood behind waiting to go. When he finished he looked at you and put his arm around your shoulder than walked with you to the car.

You couldn’t help but smile at his actions, because you were happy that he once again confirmed that the two of you really were dating.

After being at home for some time and you watched Neymar playing FIFA, you got up an paused his game.

“No, no, no why?”

“Did you really mean it?”


“What you said earlier” you rolled your eyes, because he didn’t understand.


“That you love me!” you kind of shout.

It took some time before he said anything, because he thought you forgot about that.

“I don’t know. What do you want me to say?”

“Neymar” you said quietly and walked closer to him since he was standing in front of the sofa. “The truth that is all I want”

“(y/n) I didn’t meant to say that” you looked at him upset feeling like your world just crashed, “but it just came out of my mounth, because that really is how I feel. I do love you”

A smile appeared on your face and you pushed in to a kiss, “I love you too Neymar, I love you so much”

“Don’t ever leave me okay?”

“Say it again”

“What? Those three words, I want you to repeat them”

“I love you, I love you, I love you…” Neymar laughed as he pulled you back in to another deep kiss.

You fell in love for the first time and you knew it would be the last time, because you knew he was the one for you, it was destiny that you two had to meet.