oh look at me using this song again because i do enjoy it a bit

kiyumiarashi  asked:

Tell us about the parrots and the zipline? That sounds like the worst thing to happen ever.

Oh boy ok brace yourself cause this entire debacle was just a mess. Imma tell the story of this entire day cause it was just absolute bs 

So I’m in Mexico with my family, yknow, having a nice vacation. My dad doesn’t do heat, so it was just my grandparents, my mom, and me. Keep in mind, I was like, 16 at the time, so this was a few years ago now. 

So, i fully admit, I’m a bit of an adrenaline junkie. Always have been, always will be. So when they said we could go to a massive park that was 90% underground, and the rest was like 300ft in the air, i jumped at the opprotunity.

so we get there and I immediatly beeline for the ziplines. Now, you can’t just do one of these suckers. Once you do one, there’s no going back until you’ve conquered all 12 (or something like that, there was a lot.) It took the better part of two exhausting hours to get through them all. 

So before the parrot issue there was some other bs first. We brought my best friend with me that year, but because we were both too light, we had to go tandum for a lot of the lines, or else we wouldn’t make it across. We’d just get stuck in the middle of the line dangling like a pinata, and no body wants that.

so the first bs comes along. I’m singing the batman theme song to keep my friend calm, because she is not a fan of heights. Like, we are screaming NANANANANANANA BATMAAAAAN at the top of our lungs. And we look ahead and see this massive gap in the trees. Now, we’d gone over a couple cinotes already where we could see the people doing the under ground activities. We figued, hey, let’s laugh at the people doing the river swim that’ll make us feel better. SO we get up on it and my friend starts freak tf out. It wasn’t a cinote.

it was a snake pit.

A massive round, man made snake pit will with hundreds of writhing snakes. They were climbing the walls, even the trees that were like 3ft from our toes. So we’re freaking out like “I don’t wanna be indiana jones i’m too young!!” But we pass it with no problem. We keep going another few second or so, and we see another break in the trees. We’re bracing like cause we assume it was another snake pit. It wasn’t.

It was a crocodile pit.

cue freak out number two.

but we pass it and all is well. Then we come onto the landing strip. We were just starting out so this one was pretty low to the ground. And then i see a weird shape on the grass landing pad.

There was a crocodile on the lawn

we freaked OUT like you wouldn’t believe.

so we’re soaring at this thing and there’s no stopping. We’re waving at the guys who are supposed to catch us with a net like “yo guys u got a coc problem.” and they don’t seem bothered in the slightest. We pass over this thing and it doesn’t move, but i’m 99% sure i tried to kick it. Now we’re free we’re safe and we should be slowing down…why aren’t we slowing down.

we slam into the safety net full force and bounce back a couple feet. When we manage to unhook ourselves we find the two duded pissing themselves laughing.

it was a fake crocodile. i tried to kick a concrete lawn ornament.


onto the parrots.


for this next one my friend was freaking out, as we were over 300ft up. I wanted to go asap so i went attached to my mom instead. At this point, i am alrady 5′8″, and my mom is like 5′5″. so you have this massive beanpole of a child strapped to her tiny mother. So we take off and our combined weight has us absolutely flying down the line. It’s all idealyic and serene, and i’m enjoying my crocodile free cruise. I look down and through a break in the trees i spot the amphibian vehicles going in and out of the cave systems. All good. Right beside them is a pack of leopards sunning themselves on a rock, which is also directly below us. and im thinking “wow, this would a crappy time to fall” immediatly i hear

thunkthunkthunkthunkthunk

my legs hurt all of a sudden. I glance down and see blood dripping down my leg. Mom is screaming/laughing.

we hit a flock of parents mid flight

and they were pissed.

So im screaming and swatting at them, they’re screeching like little feathered demons and pecking t us, some were dangling off my shoe laces, shriekingly like hellions. I still have scars from those suckers. They eventually fly off starnig us down like “dont ever come to our terf again” 

we finished the ziplines without incident after that.

but my day isnt over yet.

we have a wonderful lunch, i get my legs cleaned up, and we make the trek to the amphibian vehicles i saw earlier. We hop in and we’re going through the motions. Up and down, into caves and out. Super cool. Loved it.Then we come to where i saw the leopards.

all the cars in front of us pass without incident.

the second we roll up the leopards perk up and start running after us

cue freakout number 4654783

now, my grandpa is driving and i’m sitting there, with nothing but a mesh door between me and a pack of leopards

“grandpa go faster, we gotta goooo” and he just looks at me all calm like

“i know why they’re here.”

“THE HELL DO YOU MEAN YOU KNOW WHY THEY’RE HERE GO FASTER”

He just calmly, oh so casually, pulls out a hot dog from lunch.I just kinda stare at him like GRANDPA

Obviously i do the smart thing

i grab that stupid hot dog at chuck at the nearest leopard

i hit it in the face

they all fall on each other trying to get a taste of that mustardy goodness and we take that moment to make our escape


and that was my” wth is going on in mexico extravaganza”

and that day didn’t even include the sting ray incident

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The funnest parts, to me at least, about being into Kpop while not(currently) speaking Korean, is looking up a song I really enjoy and finding out the lyrics and meaning the song was portraying. 
But one of the most interesting thing about Kpop, to me, is the ability to feel the emotions without even knowing what they’re saying. I can’t tell you how many times I end up crying over a song that is actually really up beat, then find out the lyrics were really saddening. So, here’s a list of my favorite songs(and some songs in general) that have insanely beautiful and/or meaningful lyrics. Enjoy.

2NE1- I AM THE BEST

Truly the ‘I am a boss ass bitch’ anthem in my mind. A a club-worthy beat, topped with lyrics screaming about self-worth and body confidence, 2NE1′s song is definitely one that makes you feel like a Queen, and damn ready to show the world your power.

I refuse to be compared
I’m telling you the truth
If we’re talking about my value
I’m a billion dollar baby

BLOCK B- TOY

Basically a 180 from 2NE1′s song, Toy touches on the feelings of being so low in your own thoughts and being nothing more than a toy for someone to play with until they’re bored of you, to be so consumed and desperate for love and affection, one doesn’t really care that it’s not truly love and affect their getting. 

When I’m no longer useful you would secretly throw me away
If only I can be remembered
Even just a little bit
Everything, I do it for you
I’m a toy, toy

TAEYEON- 11:11

(I believe, I read this once, but can’t find the article again)
The lyrics’ writer’s original meaning was towards her deceased father and wishing he was with her again, the song’s lyrics were altered a bit to fit into wishing for her former lover to be back again, and trying to overcome the breakup in a beautiful melody.

Everything finds its place and leaves
You took all of me and left
But like the two hands of the clock in my heart
I keep lingering in the same place

2NE1- I DON’T CARE | GO AWAY

Honestly 2NE1 are such a girl’s best friend when it comes to life. Both songs touch on being cheated on, and putting themselves first and not putting up with such an unforgivable act.

For that lipstick on your collar
I can’t ever forgive you
Every day, your phone’s always off
It doesn’t seem like you’re going to change oh oh

GOT7- JUST RIGHT

The first time I read the lyrics, it honestly made my heart flutter, it was so sweet. The lyrics are full of the positive message of loving oneself and not looking for flaws that don’t exist, or simply don’t matter and just because they’re there, doesn’t make us unattractive or ugly in the slightest.

No matter how much I take you apart
And look and look at you
I can’t find that part of yourself
That you think isn’t pretty

GAIN- FXXK U

Topped with a very explicit video, both MV and lyrics heavily express and talk about a frustrating relationship and unwanted sexual advances, something I found really enjoyable and brave for a song seeing as there’s so many songs that have such underlying assault lyrics that it concerns me.

Fxxk U, don’t want it now
I don’t wanna lay down next to you as if it’s natural
Fxxk U, you know, Fxxk U
I don’t wanna do it like this
This isn’t how I feel

EXO- SING FOR YOU

Theorized to be a goodbye song to past members, the ‘annual sad Christmas EXO song’ expresses fondness for an unseen/spoken for individual, singing words of love and adoration for someone long lost. 
Playing into the theory, the lyrics never indicate a significant other or female as most ‘love’ songs do, so I find myself agreeing with the song being a sad goodbye to memories made with the ex-exo members.

The way you cry, the way you smile
I wonder how much they mean to me
The words that I regretted when I looked back
I will apologize but just listen
I will sing for you, sing for you
Just act casually

NCT- BACK 2 U

Lyrics that portray their emotions and thoughts after a breakup, that seems to be built on material wants, the cash, the diamonds, the pearls you spend, it’s nice to see lyrics that recognize an unhealthy relationship and although feeling the emotions of this person clinging tightly and refusing to leave them be, they stand their own and refuse to fall back into the relationship.

I barely fell asleep late at night
The ringing sound wakes me up
But I turn around and close my eyes

LADIES’ CODE- I’LL SMILE EVEN IF IT HURTS

A beautiful tribute to RiSe and EunB, members of Ladies’ Code that were in a car accident and ultimately succumbed to their injuries, the song regardless of knowing the lyrics is full of such raw emotion from the mourning girls that you can’t help but cry either way. 

But I won’t cry, so you won’t feel bad
I’ll try living without you now
No matter how much it hurts, even if tears keep coming
I wanna smile, I wanna think of you and smile

BTS-SPRING DAY

I gotta be honest, I stopped watching BTS’ MVs because they make me crying instantly? I don’t know what that’s about…but never the less, lyrics of a relationship that has changed, the lose of a friend and longing for things to be remembered and erased.

Did you change?
Or did I change?
I hate even this moment that is passing
I guess we changed
I guess that’s how everything is

2NE1- UGLY

Though not as hard hitting in the upbeat live performance of said song, the lyrics punch you in the gut none the less. Spinning emotions of not being the idea beauty in the world of Kpop and South Korea, 2NE1′s song expresses one’s desires to be just like her, I wanna be pretty.

I think I’m ugly
And nobody wants to love me
Just like her I wanna be pretty
I wanna be pretty
Don’t lie to my face tellin’ me
I’m pretty

BIGBANG- LOSER

Lyrics that really punch you in the throat about how low people think of themselves, Loser spins an image of self-worth, or more or less the lack of confidence in yourself that I think everyone can relate to at some point or another.

Honestly, I’ve never fit in with the world
I was always alone
It’s been a long time since I’ve forgotten about love
I can’t listen to hopeful love songs anymore
You and me both
We’re just sad clowns, tamed, and scripted

home : hs

Request: Yes (this one)

Pairing: Harry Styles x Y/N

Word count: 1,442

Warnings: Cursing (one or two!)

What are you about to read: Y/N getting inked by Harry

Requests open!

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Harry wasn’t a sap. Oh god, he wasn’t. but when it comes to Y/N, he couldn’t help but feel a tad whipped.

It was when he saw his friend Jeff getting a tattoo of his girlfriend’s hometown coordinates on his arm. As much as it seemed creepy and strange, he couldn’t help but letting the idea of having something from Y/N tattooed forever on his body creep into his mind.  

It was after a week when they managed to take some time to themselves and chill at Y/N’s small but cozy apartment in downtown London. They were sat on Y/N’s tiny bed (it was a double sized bed but Harry’s feet were always left outside) and she had her arms around him. He could feel her warm breath on his neck.

“I don’t want them to see my boobs, ‘s all.” He could almost sense her eyebrows furrowing behind him while she continued stroking his biceps.

“Love, they don’t care ‘bout yeh boobs, they only care ‘bout the money they’ll be receiving” Harry shook his head and a few strands fell on his forehead, making Y/N lean over and kiss his forehead from where she was seated behind him.

Harry was slowly regretting the whole tattoo idea. He knew Y/N liked his tattoos and sure, she had a couple of small ones here and there but he wanted to go and get one together. And not because he wanted to get matching ones, Harry wasn’t into that whole idea of getting hearts and flowers with your lover.

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anonymous asked:

Hey can you please write a hc about Isak hiding his face by hugging Even cause he's embarrassed ? Thx !!

okay SO

isak has a hard time letting go when he’s dancing, he remains pretty stiff, mostly just bobs his head to the music. it’s just. it’s not fun, it’s something he’d force himself to do at parties, dancing with girls and trying to play and look cool. and the thing is that he doesn’t really dance at parties since he’s with even, because even would never force him to, and it’s been a while since he’s cared about what people think of him, about looking cool 

but the thing is that even wants to dance with isak. even loves to dance, he’ll often put on a song while they’re in their room or in the kitchen and just start dancing and singing along. and one day isak is sitting on the couch under even’s loft bed, his notes on his lap, and even puts on fy faen by hkeem and he starts dancing, smiling wide at isak. and isak keeps looking down at his notes, pretends not to smile, but then even comes and grabs his hand and tells him “baby come on” and isak frees his hand from even’s hold, tells him “i’m studying” and even shakes his head but keeps moving to the rhythm of the song, tells him “you’ve been studying all afternoon”. and he grabs isak’s hand and pulls harder, lifting him up, isak’s notes falling to the ground, isak ending up pretty much pressed against even 

and even puts his arms around isak’s neck, whispers “hey you,” and isak can’t help but smile a little at that. but he’s still not really moving, not letting himself go, and then the song is ending and he shrugs, says “oh well, that’s too bad!” and he leans in to kiss even, expecting him to stop dancing, but the song just starts again. and even breathes out a laughter, says “i put it on repeat” and isak whines, tells even “i’m so bad at this”. and even shakes his head, whispers “you’re so good at this, you just need to let go. no one’s watching us, just move with me” and as he says that, his hands go down to his hips, and he starts making isak move the same way he is, and isak finally. starts moving by himself and even’s hands are simply placed on his hips, not guiding him anymore, just as a way to feel closer to him. it’s nice, moving together and kissing each other and smiling into the kisses. it’s  fun and sexy and warm and even thinks to himself that he could do this all day long, that dancing alone is nice, but it’s nothing compared to dancing with isak 

that is until even’s mom opens the door of his room, letting him know that diner was ready. and isak freezes, eyes wide, and mouths “oh my god”. and even chuckles, says “oops”. isak remains motionless, speechless for a few seconds until he lets out a little wail, buries his face against his shoulder, and he starts mumbling all sorts of things, from “i can’t believe your mom saw us dancing like that” to “this was the worst idea ever” to “i’m never dancing ever again. nope, nope, never again in my entire life”. and even simply wraps his arms around him, trying not to laugh, telling him “you’re totally dancing with me again, baby, tomorrow you’ll be dancing with me” 

they’re at a party the next day. and fy faen starts playing again, and even looks at isak wtih a grin, and isak just mouths “no”, but then even is asking sana, whom isak was hanging out with, “do you mind if i borrow him for a bit?” and sana raises an eyebrow, but her and even share a knowing smile. and isak lets out a sigh, and he actually takes even’s hand. and even kisses him softly before they start dancing, like they were yesterday, same movements, same song, and feeling like they alone in this room. and isak looks into even’s eyes and even thinks that what he loves the most about this moment is not the fact that he gets to be so close to isak and dance with him, but rather the fact that isak really seems to enjoy himself. because that spark in isak’s eyes is one of his favourite sights in the world. and when isak buries his face in his neck, he doesn’t do it because he’s embarrassed this time. he simply breathes even in, smiles against his skin 

5 a.m. [Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader]

Summary: Inspired by the one time me and some friends went to McDonald’s at 5 a.m. The reader, craving junk food, drags a sleepy Lin out of bed, way too early in the morning. The breakfast menu isn’t up yet. Chaos and shenanigans ensue.

Word counter: 4,474

Warnings: None, just a really sleepy and grumpy Lin. 

Authors Notes: @sunshinemiranda - i cannot believe i got to the chance to collab with ren again??? you guys, this honestly all stemmed from this really cute story she told me and then me (being pushy and annoying as per usual) needed to get in and then this came into being!! we got so attached, we made headcanons for this, unbelievable. i still want to make a prequel. enjoy.

@alexanderhamllton - i got to collab with my girl again, can you guys BELIEVE??? I am so happy with how this turned out, we made a whole lot of headcanons (hence the mixtapes) and we really hope you guys like it! If you want more from this universe PLEASE let us know, because we would love to wirte that! 

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Lin wasn’t expecting his phone to ring at 5 in the morning. He wasn’t expecting anything but a solid sleep that he desperately needed after too many late nights full of work. Funny thing was, life had a screwed up talent at ruining expectations.

His phone lit up in the dark, vibrating against the wooden bedside table with a vicious energy. With a groan, he stabbed a button blindly and brought it to his ear without even bothering to emit a greeting. It was too early for that.

“Lin. Listen, it’s 5 am. You wanna go to McDonald’s with me?”

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3 AM

Vegas | 3 AM | Tease | Oops | D | Game | Mistake

Series: Vegas

Note: Read this so you can understand what’s going on a little better lol. So this is not v7. This takes place in between Vegas and Tease, so just keep that in the back of your mind while you read. This is the story of how Y/N got on birth control. Also, credit to @adothoe for a couple lines of dialogue she helped me with.

Word Count: 3066

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x Reader

Warnings: smut, lazy sex, pharmacy, little bit of jealousy, cursing

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Daveed sighed as he laid on his back in bed next to your sleeping form, restless because he’d been wide awake for almost an hour now. It was one of those nights where his brain was on overdrive. His mind wandered from replaying the lyrics to the new clipping. song he was working on to images of the small baby animals he saw while doing a voiceover for a Disney documentary.

Letting his eyes fall shut, he wrapped his arms tighter around you, pulling you up against his chest. He buried his face into your neck, trying his hardest to clear his mind as best he could.

You stirred in his embrace, awakening groggily and slowly due to the new feeling of Daveed’s warm breath on your neck.

“D?” you murmured tiredly, shifting closer to the warmth his body created.

“Mm,” He hummed against you, his voice rough from not using it for a few hours. He was tired, yes, but the way his train of thought couldn’t come to a stop kept him wide awake, awake enough to respond with no sleep evident in his tone at all.

“D, go the fuck to sleep.”

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Date Headcanons- Gentlemen

Genji

  • He most likely hasn’t been on a date since before his cybernization. So when he suddenly has to plan a date for you, he’s gonna pull out all his old notes
    • He may have to tweak these notes a bit since they include sexual teasing throughout the date and end with an invitation back to his place
    • He’ll cross out those bits and try to replace them with more gentlemanly things
  • There are a few potential places he might take you–the arcade, the aquarium, the mall, his place (whoops forgot to cross that off his old list)
    • But at some point, he’ll take you for some ramen. Assuming he can’t eat in his new body, he may have a bit of wistful aura about him, but he’ll just be happy if you enjoy his favorite food.
  • No matter where he takes you, he’s going to buy you something to remember the date by (so make sure to make little remarks of things you might want him to get ^.-)
  • Overall, his dates are the classic shoujo high school boyfriend date. He takes to dates like a fish to the ocean.

McCree

  • If Jesse gets to plan the date, he’s going to have some ideas in mind
  • And ideal spot for him would be one of the campy shooting galleries where all those cut-out animals pop out. It’s a good chance for him to show off to his date and get real close to them as he shows them how to aim properly
  • Do you like horsies? McCree’s ridden a few in his life, and he’d love a day where he can teach you to ride western style. The two of you could go on a nice trail ride~
  • Every date with him will end with him offering to buy you two drinks. It’s kind of a cowboy courtesy
    • If you want to impress him, here, try out-drinking him! But be careful because that can be very difficult

Reaper

  • Date? When was the last time this man went on a date? He hardly ever had time for that back in his Overwatch days, and he hardly has time now that he’s a deadly assassin. Besides, Death doesn’t do dates…
  • But not even this guy can deny wanting to spend more time with his significant other, and whether he wants to admit it or not, that’s called a “date”
  • He’d say something along the lines of “So…you wanna go…kill some stuff?”
    • Lol yes dates for him are just missions where you two work together. He’s not very creative.
    • Maybe once you two start getting closer, he’ll ask to hang out with you a bit after the mission. Do some weapon maintenance back in his quarters, do some talking, take off his mask…
  • But if you really want a more formal courtship with him, you’ll have to try suggesting some more acceptable dates. Even just taking him to the practice shooting range and swapping combat techniques!
    • Once he gets used to spending time with you without murdering other people, you can move on to sharing meals together
  • He’ll want your undivided attention on these dates. Don’t look at other guys, and he better not catch any guys looking at you.

Soldier: 76

  • Jack also hasn’t been on the date scene in a while, but he’s more accustomed to being a charming young man than Gabe is. He had to do a bit of posing as the Strike Commander, and I’m positive he had a few admirers.
  • So I’d like to think he knows the basics of a classic, old fashioned date: dress nice, maybe bring some flowers, give some complements, take them out for dinner. That sort of thing
  • Even though he knows the basics, good luck getting him to following them now. 76 will be caught up in the fact that he’s too old to be dating or that he’s got no time for courtship now that he’s a vigilante.
  • But if somehow you’ve got him arranging to take you out for a night on the town, good on you!
    • He’ll be much more awkward than he used to be, blushing, stumbling over his words, rubbing his neck
    • He’s just very nervous that he’s so old yet out on a date of all things!
    • Nevertheless, he’ll try to be the gentlest, sweetest date he can be. Though there may be some places he can’t go or he may be recognized…
  • After your night out, he’ll insist on walking you home so that you’re safe, and give you a quick kiss before saying goodbye

Hanzo

  • Uuuuuhh…..What? A date? What’s he supposed to do for one of those?
  • You can bet that the first time you ask for a date with Hanzo, it’ll be his first date ever.
  • Now don’t get me wrong, he had a lot of admirers growing up who asked him out, but he shot them all down simply because he didn’t think the heir of his clan should be going around and wasting his time with girls
    • But now he’s kind of regretting turning those dates down because now he has no idea what to do…
    • He tries to remember what Genji used to do for his dates, but he quickly remembers how short-lived Genji’s relationships were, and quickly dismisses that idea
  • Hanzo’s probably written down a list of ideas, all of which he’s crossed out. Oh dear, this is really stressing him out
    • In the end, he’ll decide to take you out for tea in a nice, zen garden (even better if the cherry blossoms are in bloom!). At first, things will be very stiff and awkward, but just try to get him to talk a bit, and the ice will quickly break

Junkrat

  • Ooh! Shopping! If you know Junkrat’s definition of shopping is, though…
    • Blowing up a mall and stealing everything in the process, starting with the milk tea shop!
    • He just wants to show his partner his favorite things in life: explosions, mayhem, and boba!
  • But he gets it if his s/o isn’t into really loud explosions and arson…I guess he could steal some milk tea prior to the date and bring it over to your place. He’ll bring over some (stolen) action movies, too.
    • Don’t be surprised if he tries to start a tickle fight
  • The first few dates he plans might involve Roadhog, and you may have to teach him that your later dates don’t need a third wheel. Roadie is a good third wheel, though– very quiet and unobtrusive.
  • Do you like drag racing? Motorcycles? He’d love to try that with you sometime!
  • Once you start going on more frequent dates, you’ll suddenly notice that they’re not always dates…but heists…
    • “Jamison.” Roadhog grunts, “Why did you bring your date?”
    • “Wot? Why not? Kill two birds with one stone: bonding time and crime! Y’know, mate?”

Torbjorn

  • He’s already dating his turrets and his wife.

Reinhardt

  • This old man would be so excited to be going on a date at his age. He always assumed those days were over for him, but he looks so happy and bashful now that he’s out with his s/o~
  • He’s the kind of guy who will be happy with anything that his partner wants to do. As his date talks, he’ll sit there happily, taking every word they speak
  • A total hand-holder, he’ll want your little hand in his as often as possible
  • He’s a bit like Soldier in that he prefers more old fashioned dates
    • Take you out for dinner, maybe see a play/movie before
    • If you really want to impress him, suggest an old fashioned movie like “M” or “Treasures of the Sierra Madre.”
  • When he drops you off at home for the night, he’s going to be a little hesitant to give you a good night kiss…he’s still a little hung-up on being too old to do this again…I mean does he kiss them or not? What if they pull back?
    • So you may need to stand on your tippy-toes and give him a peck yourself~

Roadhog

  • Unlike Junkrat, he’d be more understanding of what a date is. He won’t take you on any arson missions or heists…unless you want to of course!
  • He’ll take you to the arcade and show you how good he as the crane game and win all the Pachimarus!
    • He never loses because he just smashes the glass…sorry. So, he’s still going to commit a bit of felony on your dates.
  • If you want to avoid crime with him, do the same as Junkrat, invite him over and watch some action movies!
    • He’ll want you to sit on his lap. Bonus points if you make a big bowl of popcorn for him!
  • During your first few dates, Mako will keep the mask on. But eventually he’ll start lifting it up just enough to eat that popcorn you made for him.
    • Then one day, out of nowhere, he’ll just take off his mask and set it on the coffee table without any warning. It’s ok if you need to stare for a bit.

Lucio

  • A fun date for Lucio would be some good old fashioned clubbing! He’ll try to pick a night when he isn’t the DJ so that he can be dancing in the crowd with you!
  • If clubbing isn’t really your thing, he’s ok with that. He’ll take you to an album store (yes, they have those in 2077) and browse the stacks with you, swapping music tastes
    • Then you can take the albums you guys bought (and by that I mean he paid for them) back to his place or your place and listen to them. He might even share some of his works in progress songs
    • Who knows, your music taste may just inspire his next song~

Zenyatta

  • I doubt this monk has ever been on a date in his life. Maybe he’s a little nervous, but more confused than anything else…
    • So the point is to show the one you’re infatuated with a good time? But what if he doesn’t know everything about them? How will he know any specific things that they dislike?
    • He’ll definitely ask Genji for help
  • In the end, the two will devise a lovely date consisting of a nice nature walk ending with a peaceful picnic
    • You may find that dates with Zen can go from nice and talkative to quiet and enjoying each other’s presence. He’s the type that can just sit there and take in the calmness and serenity of the situation
    • He might even teach you some meditation while you’re out!
When Fate Intervened

Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader

Note: Day one of the hamwriters write-a-thon! This is actually not the fic I have had written for this day for like a week and a half. No I wrote this last night and this morning because this was a better idea than my other one. Also I’m posting this now because in my time zone at least it’s the right day for this so here we go, enjoy!

AU: Soulmate AU

Warnings: nothing? 

Word Count: 1,700

Tagged: @hamiltonsquills @rottwat @iamgrayfox

Originally posted by hamiltonmemes

A world without color has never particularly bothered you. Sure it would be nice to see colors the way your sister can, but really it’s never been a big thing. You watched all through high school and college as the people around you desperately tried to find the person they were destined to be with but you never really tried to look for them. You’ve always believed that when it’s time to meet your soulmate, fate will be there to make sure it happens.

“Y/N… did you know that when you reach 26 your chances of meeting your soulmate drop dramatically?” Your sister asks as you pull your gloves and scarf on in preparation for the cold winter morning air you know is waiting for you outside.

“That is bullshit. People in their 60’s meet their soulmates all the time. Not everyone get’s to meet them in the first grade like you” you grumble.

Your sister has always been like this, she’s younger than you by three years and likes to bother you about meeting your soulmate at every chance she get’s. Why you ever thought it was a good idea to live with her and her soulmate you have no idea.

“Goodbye” you call out, not bothering to turn around to face her as you grab your bag and make your way out of the apartment.

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Rogers Jr.

Summary: You and Steve tell your daughter about how you met back in Brooklyn. This is for @redlipstickandplaid who wanted enough floof to give her cavaties, I hope I met the bar!<3 

Characters: Steve Rogers x Reader, Phoebe Rogers [their daughter], Bucky Barnes

Warnings:  so disgustingly cute and fluffy, Dad!Steve, I wanted to puke rainbows while writing this :’)

Sidenote;; Bolded text are past events as told by the Reader & Steve, [basically like a narrator] 

‘Cause all I know is we said hello, and your eyes look like coming home

All I know is a simple name, everything has changed

All I know is you held the door, you’ll be mine and I’ll be yours

All I know since yesterday is everything has changed’

                                                 ___________

“Mommy?”

“Yes, bug?” You gave your daughter a soft smile, tucking her into bed before sitting on the edge.

“How did you and daddy meet? Was he already an Avenger?”

“I knew Daddy before he was all tall and muscly, Phoebe,” you chuckled, earning an amused grin from the 5 year old, those beautiful bright blue eyes gazing up at you.

“Were you taller than him?”

You nodded, “I was.”

Phoebe laughed, her legs kicking underneath the duvet in her hysterics.

“Alright,” you smiled, trying to hide your own laughter, “calm down, miss. It’s time for some sleep, or you won’t be up in time for the school trip.”

“Oh,” her little face fell as she groaned in protest, “But you didn’t tell me the story.”  

“How about both me and Daddy tell you tomorrow?”

She nodded, enthusiastically. “Yeah!”

“See you in the morning, baby.” You lean down and pressed a kiss to her forehead before she snuggled beneath the sheets and settled to sleep.

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You Accidentally Hit Them in Their Private Area // Seventeen Reaction

Requested: Yes

I haven’t seen any reactions on your blog, so can you make a seventeen reaction when their gf accidentally hits their “private part”? 😂 (if all 13 members is too much just the performance unit is fine) thank you~~

Author’s Note: Thank you for requesting! I was able to do a reaction for all 13 members. I like to do little scenarios with my reactions, so a couple of them got a little lengthy. I hope that’s okay. Also, sorry I haven’t posted in a while. I had mid-terms and two analysis papers to write for my Advanced Composition class, but hopefully I’ll have time to write more often. Thank you!


Seungcheol:

Originally posted by sevixxteen

Seungcheol and I have been in a relationship for a couple years now, so it isn’t uncommon for me to sleep over at the dorm. After a long day of work for the both of us, we figured that it would be best for us to get some sleep. After I got ready for bed I climbed under the covers with him as he wrapped his arms around me. I buried my face into his chest, “Goodnight, oppa.” He kissed my forehead, “Goodnight, babe. Get some rest.” Soon we both dozed off into a deep slumber, but Seungcheol was soon awaken by a sharp pain in his lower region. Clutching his private parts, he looked to his right in confusion only to see me still asleep, but moving around. He quickly realized that the pain in his lower region was caused by me kneeing him in the crotch. “Aish, what am I going to do with you?” he questioned even though I was asleep and couldn’t hear him.  

Jeonghan:

Originally posted by junghan

Jeonghan and the boys got home from practice early that evening, so the two of us decided to watch some movies together. After a while we both got bored and started goofing off. I loved hearing his laugh because it was contagious and the only way I knew to make him laugh was to tickle him since he is quite ticklish. Running my hands up his sides, he began to squirm and laugh, “Stop,” He grabbed both of my wrist and held them above my head as he began to tickle me. I happened to be more ticklish than he was. Laughing, I tried to break free from his strong grasp, but failed to do so. My legs flailed uncontrollably, which ended up coming into contact with his lower region. Instantly, he let go of me so he could cover his private area. Groaning, he gave me a death stare, “What the hell was that for?” I shrugged my shoulders, “You know how ticklish I am,” I giggled, “Maybe you shouldn’t have done that and you wouldn’t have gotten nailed in the crotch.”

Joshua:

Originally posted by visual-17

For some reason Joshua thought that it was a good idea to try to teach me some cords on the guitar. “Joshua, this is not going to go over so well. The last time I tried to teach myself to play the guitar I ended up breaking it.” Grabbing my hand he pulled me over to his bed, “That’s because you didn’t have me as a teacher.” I laughed as I sat down, “I doubt that you’ll be able to teach me. I’m hopeless.” “Nonsense.” he said and shook his head as he grabbed his guitar. Walking over to where I sat on his bed, he gave me his guitar and climbed on the mattress behind me. Blushing, I pushed a loose strand of hair behind ear as he wrapped his arms around me. He placed his hand on the neck of the guitar and strummed the strings a few times causing a beautiful sound to emit from the guitar and echo throughout the room . He placed my hands on the neck of the guitar as he showed me what to do. I attempted to follow his instructions, but I eventually got fed up after a couple hours because I was not making any progress. Not aware of the fact that Joshua moved slightly to the left, I threw my hands up in the air and let out a exasperated sigh, “I give up!” I brought my hands down and my left hand collided with Joshua. Looking over my shoulder, I seen Joshua cup his crotch and slightly scrunch up his face. “Oh my gosh! Joshua, I didn’t mean to do that. How bad does it hurt?” I questioned as I rubbed his arm. His face didn’t show anymore signs of pain and he removed his hands from his crotch, “It’s okay, it didn’t hurt that much,” He noticed my guilty expression and tried to comfort me, “I was more surprised and caught off guard, so don’t worry about it.” I laughed at myself and shook my head, “Told you I was hopeless.”

Jun:

Originally posted by theoneandonlylioness

The boys had a day off of practice and decided to spend the day at the dorm resting. Jun invited me over since his busy schedule has prevented me from spending a lot of time with him. We were the only two in his room, so we decided to take advantage of the opportunity. It started off with a simple peck on the lips, but it soon escalated into a heated make out session. We were sitting on the edge of his bed when he wrapped his arms around my waist and leaned back onto the bed. I trailed kisses down his neck and to his collarbone, which was were his sweet spot was. He moaned quietly and I started to climb onto his lap. I ended up losing my balance and  kneeing him in the crotch. He swore and pushed me off of his lap as he covered his private parts. “Oh my gosh, Jun! I lost my balance, I didn’t mean for that to happen,” I rubbed his back, “I’ll do anything to make it up to you.” As soon as those words left my mouth Jun smirked, “Anything? I can think of a few ways you can make it up for me.” I shoved his shoulder and giggled, “Maybe you deserved that you cocky bastard.”

Hoshi:

Originally posted by fyhoshi

When Hoshi was younger he used to do taekwondo, but his love for music and dance took over. He loved doing it, but he doesn’t have time to anymore since he’s been busy with Seventeen and their music. Even though he doesn’t have time to go out and practice anymore, he still likes to mess around and show off some of his moves. We were in his room at the dorm when he somehow talked me into having a little competition with him. I didn’t know anything about taekwondo, so he showed me a couple of the basic moves. We went on for a half an hour messing around when Seungcheol called out for him. “Yeah?” he yelled back. He was too distracted by his hyung and put his defences down, but I wasn’t paying attention, so I swung my leg up towards him and my foot collided with his private area. I gasped and covered my mouth with my hands. He collapsed to the ground and cupped his crotch as he groaned in pain. “Soonyoung! Oh my gosh!” Panicking, I rushed out of his room and towards the kitchen. While gathering a bag of ice, Seungcheol questioned me as I left the kitchen, “What’s going on? Are you okay?” As I rushed past him and the boys towards Hoshi’s room, I only managed to say squeak out the three words, ‘taekwondo’, ‘hurt’, and ‘Hoshi.’ Entering his room, I see that he sat up and was no longer groaning in pain. I handed him the ice pack as I ran my fingers through his hair, “I’m sorry, babe. Does it hurt that bad?” Putting the ice pack onto his crotch, he let out an airy laugh, “A little bit, but I’ll be alright.” I held my hand out to help him to his feet, “I’m never going to do taekwondo with you again.”

Wonwoo:

Originally posted by visual-17

There’s no doubt that Wonwoo loves to read. If he isn’t busy practicing and preparing for comebacks or attending fanmeets, then he’s most likely reading. I love to read too, it’s one of the things we have in common. Our love or books landed us at one of the many bookstores in Seoul. Wonwoo and I wander from isle to isle looking at many different books that varied from genre. I held his hand and pulled him towards the back of the bookstore where they kept the fiction books. “Wonwoo, I read this book earlier and I loved it. You have to read it, I think you will enjoy it as much as I did.” Reaching the fiction section, my eyes began scanning through hundreds of books looking for the book that I wanted Wonwoo to read. I squatted down, so I could look at  the lower shelves while he stood behind me. My eyes stopped as they fell upon The Kite Runner. Smiling to myself, “There it is!” I pulled the book off of the shelve and held it up for Wonwoo to take, but unfortunately, I ended up ramming the book into his lower region because of how close he was to me. I gasped as he groaned and covered his crotch, “Wonwoo,” I stood up and placed my hand on his shoulder rubbing it softly while trying to comfort him, “Babe, are you okay?” With being in public he didn’t want to make what just happened obvious, so he straightened up and waved me off, “It’s okay, jagiya. Don’t worry about it, let’s just get the book and head home.” Grabbing my hand, he led me to the front of the store, so we could check out. I didn’t stop apologizing until we got back to the dorm and he reassured me once more that it was okay.

Woozi:

Originally posted by hoshinoyas

With Seventeen planning on releasing a new album soon, Woozi basically lives at the studio these days. When he’s working on a new song, he gets so consumed with his work and he pretty much forgets to take care of himself. I figured he hasn’t eaten since this morning, so I brought him so food. Entering the studio, Woozi was at one of the computers working on one of their songs. I noticed he had his headphones in and probably didn’t hear me come in. After sitting the bag of food down, I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around his neck. He jumped slightly and pulled his headphones out. “Hey, babe. I brought you some food.” I said as I released him and shuffled towards the bags of food. I was bent over pulling out a couple containers when I brought my elbow back and it collided with Woozi, who happened to get up and follow me. Turning around, Woozi groaned as he clutched his private area. “Woozi! I am so sorry! I didn’t know you were behind me.” He straightened up slightly, “It’s alright, I shouldn’t have been standing so close.” Feeling guilty, I handed him the container of food and smiled at him sheepishly, “I got your favorite, so maybe that’ll makeup for it.”

DK:

Originally posted by pledis17

The boys had a day off and DK invited me to the park with them. They wanted to relax and play some soccer together, which was something that they all enjoyed doing in their freetime. Let me just say that I suck at soccer and someone always gets hurt when I’m playing. The last time we played together, Seungkwan took a soccer ball to the back of his head. Once we arrived at the park, we began to pick teams. Jeonghan and Seungcheol were the captains. The two bickered back and forth on who they were going to have on their team and it got down to the last few players, which happened to be Joshua, Seungkwan, and I. “Can someone just pick me already? I’m really not that bad,” I whined. Most of the boys laughed at me and began to recall all the times someone got hurt when I was playing. DK turned to Jeonghan, his captain and begged his hyung to pick me. “Finally!” I shouted and threw my hands up in the air as he called out my name to be on his team. The game started and it didn’t take long for it to become intense. Surprisingly, so far no one got hurt. The ball was being passed from player to player as we ran across the field. “Y/N!” shouted Hoshi as he passed me the ball. I began to run with it towards the goal and I saw DK in the corner of my eye, “Seokmin!” I kicked the ball with all the force I could. The ball flew towards DK, but it ended up nailing him in the crotch causing him to let out a scream. “Seokmin!” I yelled as I ran towards him. He instantly fell to the ground and cupped his private area hoping it would help make the pain would go away. I crouched down on the ground and tried to comfort him the best I could. The rest of the boys surrounded the two of us trying to help DK. “Babe, are you okay?” I questioned. He rolled around in pain, “Yeah, I’ll be fine just give me a minute.” Looking up at the boys hovering over the two of us, Seungkwan raised an eyebrow at me, “You were saying?”

Mingyu:

Originally posted by wonhomed

I was over at the dorm hanging out with the boys. After a long day of practice, I figured that they would be hungry and tired, so I thought that the least I could do was to cook a nice meal for them. Leaving the warm arms of Mingyu, I got up and headed towards the kitchen. “Y/N, where are you going?” questioned Mingyu. “I’m going to cook the boys something to eat.” After the word ‘cook’ left my mouth, he was already on his feet following me to the kitchen, “I’ll help you.” I reached the refrigerator and looked for something to eat, “How about Japchae?” Mingyu helped me gather the ingredients, “Sounds delicious.” I prepared the beef so it could marinate for a little bit. We washed and cut up the vegetables and then started to boil the water, so we could cook the noodles. I got a wooden spoon and began to stir the noodles. “This is going to be so good.” said Mingyu from behind me. I turned around and noticed that he was eating the vegetables that we cut for the Japchae, “Hey, stop eating that!” I hollered as I swung the wooden spoon at him. He started to move just as I was about to hit him, which caused me to hit him in the crotch. “Aigo, what was that for?” Mingyu whined with slight pain in his voice as he tried to move away from me, so I couldn’t cause him anymore harm. “I guess that’s what you get for trying to eat all of the food.” I said as I shrugged my shoulders.  

Minghao:

Originally posted by minghaeo

It’s no secret that Minghao is one hell of a b-boying dancer. I happened to also be a dancer, but I loved to dance contemporary. Minghao never fails to amaze me with his dancing skills. I have always wanted to try b-boying and since Minghao was so good at it, who would be better at teaching me than him? He has been teaching me the basics of b-boying for a while now and he has been starting to teach me more advanced moves. The latest move we have been working on was called The Flare. Minghao was demonstrating it for me, “You have the upper body strength for this, you just need to spread your legs farther so you can get up enough momentum to keep your hips elevated off the ground,” I listened carefully as he continued to give me pointers. “It’ll make the move a lot easier for you to do if your legs are spread further apart. Go ahead and try again,” he encouraged me. I got into position and began to execute the dance move. “That’s it, just spread your legs farther!” I did as he told me and the move became a lot easier and I found that I did not have to use my core so much. I could hear Minghao cheering, “That’s it! Good job, jagiya.” I continued until my foot came in contact with something. Losing my balance, I fell to the floor and looked up to see Minghao on the floor too. I quickly got up and made my way towards him. Once I reached him, I noticed his face was scrunched up and he was holding his private parts. Realizing that my foot hit his crotch, I panicked, “Minghao! Are you okay?” I rubbed his back hoping it would comfort him some, “I did not mean to do that!” He looked a little flustered as he sat up, “It’s okay, jagiya. I should have known better than to stand so close to you.” Giggling, I pulled him into a hug, “ Maybe you should do the b-boying and I’ll stick to contemporary.”

Seungkwan:

Originally posted by 001liuqi

Seungkwan texted me a couple minutes ago that they were heading back to the dorm. I didn’t want the boys to have to come home and worry about fixing something to eat, especially after such a long day at work. I decided to head to the kitchen and begin to fix dinner for them. I sang along to the music that blasted from my phone that was placed on the counter. The music and my singing drowned out the noise of the boys entering the dorm. Seungkwan saw me cooking and walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around my torso, which startled me. I screamed and turned around. When I spun around my hand hit him lightly in his lower region. He let out a scream too and doubled over in pain, “Aigo, jagiya! That really hurt,” He looked at me with disbelief, “I can’t believe you just did that.” Rolling my eyes at him, “Are you serious right now? I really didn’t hit you that hard.” “You probably just ruined any chance of us having kids in the future.” I smacked his chest, “Stop being so dramatic, Seungkwan.” “It’s what I’m best at.” he said as he grinned at me.

Vernon:

Originally posted by hanwooz

Vernon and I were in the living room of the dorm having a movie night with the rest of the boys. While waiting for everyone to settle down, Vernon and I argued over which movie to watch. We were scanning the shelves when I grabbed a horror movie and Vernon grabbed an action movie. He looked at me, “We are not watching a horror movie.” I raised an eyebrow, “Why? Are you scared?” He rolled his eyes at me, “No, action movies are better. Besides, the same thing happens in every horror movie.” I shook my head and waved the movie in front of his face, “We’re watching this movie.” He gave me a smug look, “Not if I get to the DVD player first.” As soon as those words left his mouth, we both rushed past the boys and towards the DVD player, “We’re watching the action movie!” “No, we’re watching the horror movie.” Upon reaching the DVD player, we fought to get the movie out of the case and into the DVD player. He stopped fighting with me and I was able to get the movie into the player. I turned around and seen some of the members crowding around Vernon. Rushing towards him, I realized that the only reason he stopped was because I hit him in his private area. “Vernon! What Happened?” He squeaked, “What do you think happened?” He shuffled his way back to the couch and sat down. Full of guilt, I sighed and turned around and put on the action movie instead. Climbing onto the couch next to him, I kissed his cheek and brush his hair out of his face, “I’m sorry, babe.”

Chan:

Originally posted by 13visuals

I was at the Pledis building with the boys when they had a short break. They have recently became interested in ping ping, so they decided that they should play for a little bit while they were on their break. Chan and I trailed behind the older boys as they ran excitingly towards the room that the ping pong table was in. We both sat down and watched a few of the boys play against each other. We cheered as the match between Joshua and Woozi became quite intense. Shortly, Woozi beat Joshua and Dino jumped to his feet, “I want to battle Y/N!” Chan yelled as he turned towards me and grabbed my hand. He pulled me to my feet and began to drag me towards the table. I kept refusing to play and tried to pull my hand out of his grasp, but he was to strong. “Come on, jagiya. It’ll be fun and I’ll go easy on you.” he smiled and winked at me. Taking the paddle from Woozi, the boys began to cheer us on and started to pick sides as to who would win. After a couple minutes, we were tied and the person who got the next point would win. The ball went back and forth between us and I decided to hit the ball with a little more force and Dino failed to stop it as it flew towards his crotch. His eyes widened as his face scrunched up and he closed his eyes. He dropped the paddle onto the table and we all swarmed around him to see in he was okay. After he confirmed that he was fine, I looked at him and laughed, “You didn’t need to go that easy on me.”

-Miranda

When We Collide (Part 16)

Pairing: Assistant!Y/N/CEO!Luke

Rating: NC-17

Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15

Summary: He is the definition of high class smart ass, swimming in Dom Pierre Pérignon champagne and has never seen the shadow of poverty. She is underprivileged, lives in a messy dorm room on sale and struggles working as an assistant after being thrown out of college. But how will they collide when Luke makes Y/N pregnant after a drunkenly one night stand?

When We Collide on Wattpad

“Out of all the days we could have possibly done this, you chose this day to be the one?” You looked over your shoulder tiredly to see Luke hover over a few brown boxes, the concentration on his face showing he barely heard you. 

“When I need something to be done I want it to be as fast as possible.” He shrugged like the heat outside wasn’t causing him any distraction at all. Maybe it was just the hormones making you sweat like a monkey.

“You’re insane.” You mumbled more to yourself than him and continued to go through the many CD cases he had in one of his drawers, you didn’t even know they were there in the first place.

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Happier

It was actually Tater who showed him the video, though not on purpose. Tater had seen the Aces had uploaded a new video to their youtube. It had caught his eye sing it mentioned the new Ed Sheeran album, clicking on it excitedly as some the falcs gathered around the small screen of Tater’s phone.

           Jack, who had been sitting next to Tater anyway, wasn’t paying much attention until he heard Kent’s name mentioned.

           “Kent’s singing in the stick room!” The hushed laughter of two of the Aces sounded off screen as they cracked the door open slightly to film Kent. “We’ve been trying to get a video of him singing for ages.”

           Jack was trapped by the players leaning on his chair and gathered around them, unable to escape he tried to ignore it. He couldn’t ignore it. Kent’s voice had a way to reaching him, crawling into back of his skull. Kent hadn’t sung much back before the draft, very few people had heard him sing. Even Jack had only heard him sing a few times.

           The last time Jack had seen Kent was at a game. A game that Bitty had attended. Jack had brought Bitty with him when the team went out for drinks, where they had run into a few Aces, including Kent. Jack had Kent recognise Bitty, and Jack didn’t think it was much of a leap for Kent to figure it out.

           On the screen Kent’s voice went into the chorus of ‘Happier’ by Ed Sheeran, Jack only recognised the song because Bitty had been excited about the new album and it was one of the few albums that both of them enjoyed.

           “Yeah, you look happier, you do. Ain’t nobody hurt you like I hurt you, but ain’t nobody love you like I love you.” Kent sang. His expressions matched the lyrics as he sung.

           Jack stopped pretending to ignore it, the lyrics seemed so heartfelt, and Kent always managed to get a reaction out of Jack, whether he meant to or not. Jack knew rationally that Kent wasn’t doing thison purpose, he was just singing as he worked, but Jack still felt as though it were directed at him.

           The video stopped as one the Ace GM’s shooed them away. As soon as it ended the falcs started talking about it.

           “Parse got pipes.” Thirdy whistled.

           “Maybe he quit, become singer.” Laughed Tater.

           “Damn, hey Jack did you know Parse could sing?” Snowy nudged Jack’s shoulder, bringing him out of his thoughts.

           The look on Jack’s face must have been something because suddenly they were all looking at him, Marty and Thirdy frowing slightly. They had all met Bitty, they knew who he was to Jack, and suddenly the pieces fell into place for them.

           “Oh –”

Jack stumbled a bit as he stood up.

           “Uh yeah, little bit.” But his voice was weak, so he coughed and repeated what he said. Then he had left.

It was well after practice when Kent called him. He was attempting to make a meal Bitty had left the recipe for and was about to give up when his phone started ringing. He paused when he saw the caller ID, then took a breath and answered it.

           “Kent.” He said. On the other end he could hear a deep breath.

           “Hey, Jack.” There was a beat as neither said anything. “It wasn’t about you. I mean, it wasn’t meant to be. I was just like that song, but I guess if the shoe fits.” He gave a humourless laugh.

           Jack tried to say something, but honestly couldn’t think of what to say. I know you didn’t mean it. I know it wasn’t for me. I know you don’t still love me because you never did.

           “You do look happier though, the Falcs are a good team and… and with Bittle too. I saw you guys when we first came into the bar, and you guys looked so happy. And Zimms, I’m happy that you’re happy now.”

           “I – thanks Kent.” After their first game against one another, he though that’s how it would always be. Similar to how their relationship had been, all physical and no communication.

           Kent gave a quiet laugh on the other end of the line. There was long moment of silence as Jack desperately thought of something to say. If this was when they finally talked to each other, then he wanted to get it all out. He didn’t want this to be a one off, he didn’t want them to go back to having that uncomfortable tension around them. Because after everything, Kent had been his friend. His best friend.

           “I want you to be happy too. I was perhaps a little jealous, when you won the Stanley cup, but I was also a little, proud? If that’s the right word. I don’t know. But I just thought, ‘that’s the Parse I know.’”

           “Thanks Jack, but you don’t need to do this.” Kent’s voice dropped to a saddened whisper. “I know I’ve not been great. Especially last that November I – I know I’m a dick alright? I just, ah fuck Jack, there’s so much to say.”

           “Yeah I know.” Beat. “I was a dick too.”

           “Who you? Never.” Kent cursed ast himself and sighed. “Fuck jack, sorry, I know, we’re actually trying for once and I’m already being, ha, well I’m being me. An asshole.”

           “Yeah well, we’re both assholes.” Jack took a moment to work up the courage to say his next words. “I shouldn’t have – I should’ve – ah, Kent –” Jack closed his eyes and tried to arrange his words in a cohesive manner.

           “How about the next time you’re in Vagas, or if I’m ever in Providence, we can get coffee, or dinner, or something. Hash it all out properly.” Kent’s voice sounded tired.

           Jack swallowed thickly, “Yeah Kent, that sounds great.”

           “And hey, maybe you can invite Bittle.”

           Jack smiled to himself, “Sure Kent.”

           “See ya around, Zimms.”

           “Yeah, I’ll see you Kenny.” There was a soft sound on the other end of the line as Jack used Kent’s old nickname, the one only Jack had used.

           As the call disconnected, Jack allowed himself a moment to absorb what had happened that day. After he had seen the video he had tried his hardest not to think about it. To not overanalyse it. And that call, Kent had tried to apologise, and he had attempted to do the same. They were possibly going to have a sit down and actually talk about it.

           Jack tried to gauge how he felt about that. There was a slight nervous feeling, the beginning of what would probably be him overthinking and getting a hell of a lot of anxiety over it. But at the same time, there was a calm wave slowly rolling in, he was going to get over this block that was in his past.

           His phone buzzed again on the countertop. Looking at the caller ID he smiled. Any tension he felt drained from him as he answered before the first ring had finished.

           “Jack! Honey, I just saw the video, are you -” 

           “Hey Bits, guess who just called?”

Archie Andrews - not exactly the jealous type

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You looked around the canteen, searching for an empty table. There was an empty spot at the table of Archie Andrews and his friends. You looked around one more time, making sure it really was the only spot, and sat down, three chairs away from their little group. It wasn’t that you didn’t like them, it just sucked that even though you had a crush on Archie for the longest time, he hadn’t even as much as noticed you during the past years. You plugged in your earphones to listen to your favourite song, and grabbed the book you were currently reading. You were so caught up in the story, living between the characters, you hadn’t noticed the people around you leaving. When you finally looked up from your book to sneak a peek at Archie, you realised you were completely alone at the table. You checked your phone and cursed. The first bell had already ringed, and hurried to your next class.

A yawn escaped from your mouth as you walked into the music room at school. You often came here as early as you could, to be surrounded by the instruments, to soak in the presence of music, to enjoy the silence… but most importantly, to use your voice. To play the instruments, to make music, to break the silence. Nearly no one knew you loved to sing, because you never did it in the presence of others. You didn’t really have much friends, not because something was wrong with you or something, but because you’d never met the right person to actually maintain a friendship with.  You sat down behind the piano, and started singing, your fingers softly touching the keys as sweet sounds filled the room. When the door flew open, you jumped, immediately getting quiet and shoving away from the piano. In the doorway stood no one less than Archie Andrews. You swallowed as he stared at you with open mouth.

‘euhm, hey, I didn’t know anyone else would be here this early.’ You said, getting your backpack and walking towards the door, mumbling a quick ‘see ya’ as you passed him.  As soon as you were around the corner, you rubbed your forehead. Great, of course this should happen to me. You thought sceptical. You didn’t know how long you sat there with your back against the wall, but as soon as the halls started to fill up with students, you got up and walked to your locker.

The rest of the week you spent avoiding Archie, even though he’d probably forgotten about the little incident already. When you looked around the canteen on Monday, you found that once again the only spot was at Archie’s table. So you sat down, and went through your regular routine. Earphones in, book open, secluded from reality. Someone next to you coughed awkwardly, but you didn’t really pay attention to it, until the person coughed a second and third time. You paused your music and looked up, and your eyes met his beautiful brown ones. His hand reached up, and he nervously ran his fingers through his iconic red hair.

‘Hey, what are you listening to?’ he asked, pointing to your old-fashioned Discman. You wordlessly opened it, showing him the CD.

‘You like them?’ he asked, raising his eyebrows in surprise.

‘yeah, this is kind of my favourite band.’ You admitted.

‘no way! Mine too! I didn’t know anyone else listened to them.’ His eyes lit up in excitement. ‘Can I sit here?’ he asked, nodding towards the chair next to you.

‘Yeah, sure.’ You said, maintaining your cool, even though you had to struggle to keep yourself from blushing.

‘So, what’s your favourite song of them?’ he asked, flashing you a white teethed smile. You returned his smile, feeling as if your heart was going to explode with excitement.

You and Archie talked a lot the next few days. He’d pick you up from every class and walk you to your next, save a seat for you in the breaks and, at the end of every day, he would walk with you to your bike. So when he leaded you deeper into the school building after your last class on Friday, you were a bit confused. Until he opened the door to the music room. You breathed in deeply, almost smelling the music. A smile spread across your face as you sat down behind the piano. Archie followed and sat next to you, your knees touching. You looked up to him to see he was also smiling.

‘You know that I heard you sing and play the piano the other day, and I was just wondering, if, euhm, if you would maybe make some music with me.’ He looked down at his hands, as if this question was somehow very embarrassing (which it was, for you). You swallowed and looked at the keys of the piano, the snares of the guitar, the sticks of the drum kit… and finally, your eyes met Archie’s. He looked hopeful, almost pleading. You pretended to think about it, even though you knew it’d be impossible to say no anyways.

‘I don’t really sing in front of people…’ you said doubtful.

‘Oh come on, I’ve heard you sing before. Besides, you won’t be singing alone this time.’ He smiled encouraging.

You took a deep breath, closed your eyes, and started to sing the first words of your favourite song.  For a few moments your song was the only source of sound, as Archie was too startled to even remember the lyrics. Then his voice filled the room as well, intertwining with yours, and before you knew it, you were singing in perfect unison, waving the words, creating music. The sound of you two together surprised you, as it sounded as though you were singing together all your lives. When you hit the last note and the room grew silence, you opened your eyes, looking up at Archie, finding his gaze was already focussed on you.

‘That sounded kinda good.’ You grinned.

‘that’s an understatement.’ A voice by the door said. Your eyes found the source of the sound without any trouble. Josie leaned against the door post, the other two pussycats behind her.  She moved her attention to you, raising an eyebrow.

‘I didn’t know you could sing.’ It sounded like a reproach.

You shrugged and looked at your hands, played with the beads on your bracelet.  

‘Don’t shrug like that. You are good, really. Like, performer-level good.’ She smiled sweetly.

You muttered a thank you, still not looking up.

‘Do you guys need to practice?’ Archie’s voice sounded a bit husky. When Josie nodded, he grabbed your elbow, pulling you up and together you walked outside the building. Archie’s eyes sparked when he looked at you.

‘We should totally do that more often!’ he said, excitement dripping through his voice.

You smiled. ‘Totally.’

You were sitting in the library, but you couldn’t focus on the book in front of you. When you heard the chair across from you being pulled back, you looked up, content with the distraction. However, when you saw it was Josie who was now sitting across from you, confusion dominated your expression.

‘Hey y/n, are you busy?’ she asked, glancing at the open book in front of you.

You shook your head, closing the book, and smiled. ‘Hey Josie, what’s up?’

‘Well, we’re kind of in a crisis, and I was hoping you could help me out.’ Everyone knew “we”  meant the pussycats, since they all talked in “we” instead of “I”.

‘Sure, what can I do for you?’

‘Well, as you may know, we have a performance next week, but our guest performer just cancelled.’

Ever since the show was announced, nearly everybody speculated about who the secret guest could be. The curiosity was the driving force of the performance, and if there’d be no unexpected guest, the visitor numbers would seriously shrink.

‘so, we were wondering, if you’d maybe sing a few songs on stage with us, you know, for the sake of the show.’

You swallowed, not knowing if you’d feel comfortable singing for a lot of people. But then you that about the feeling it’d give you, and you figured it wouldn’t really matter that much.

‘sure, that’d be fun.’

‘really?’

‘no need to sound so surprised.’

She returned your smile with a grin. ‘great, can you come with me right now? We have a lot to talk about.

It’d been three days since the performance. When you walked down the hall, everybody would smile at you, say hi to you. The people that never noticed you waved, called your name, started a conversation. It’d been three days since you’d last seen Archie.  When you walked down the hall, you would look around, hoping to see him, to talk to him. But the people that never noticed you walked in your way, calling your name, starting a conversation. When you saw a hint of red, you started to speed up, trying to catch him, but when you came closer, you saw it was just a guy with a red beanie. It wasn’t even close to the color of Archie’s hair. You sighed, your shoulders dropping, and you walked to your class.

That afternoon you finally caught a glimpse of Archie. The real Archie. You quickly walked up to him, grabbing his arm and pulling him in the empty music room. The door slammed shut behind you, and you looked at him, crossing your arms.

‘Do you care to tell me why you’ve been avoiding me lately?’ you said, raising an eyebrow. He looked down at his shoes, not answering. You could swear his cheeks turned slightly pink.

You swallowed when realisation struck you. ‘you aren’t jealous of the performance… are you?’

He jerked his head up, but still didn’t quite look you in the eye. ‘Of course not! I’m not exactly the jealous type.’  He smirked, but it didn’t look very convincing.

You sighed in relieve, and sat down behind the piano once again. And once again he sat next to you. ‘Then why are you mad at me?’

‘I’m not mad at you, it’s just… being around you is kinda hard.’ He looked at his hands, waving and on-waving his fingers together.

‘Why? What did I do?’ a hint of disappointment sounded through your voice. Sadness.

‘It’s not what you did, it’s what I feel. I like you, okay?’ He clenched his fists.

Your jaw dropped, and you quickly closed your mouth again. ‘I like you too.’ It sounded like a whisper.

He looked at you in disbelieve, and slowly brought up his hand, laying it on your cheek. Then he finally, finally, looked you in the eyes, while leaning forward. The corners of his mouth twitched a little. Then your lips met.

Secret Love Song - A Harry Styles Mini Series (Part 1)

The sound of your phone ringing woke you up causing you to groan. You reached over to pick it up from the nightstand and saw that it was your boss. You sighed sitting up in bed and sliding to answer your phone.

“Hello?” You said quietly.

“Y/N! Thank god! Okay, are you available this morning?” She asked.

“Uh… yeah, why?” You asked.

“Madison is sick and she had an interview at BBC Radio scheduled and I need you to take her place,” she said.

“Sure, I can do it. What time?” You asked looking over at your clock.

“Well, you have to be there in an hour,” she said.

Seriously? How did she expect you to get ready, drive there, and be prepared for the interview in less than an hour?

“Okay, I’ll be there,” you said.

“Thank you!! This is such a huge interview for us, so I’m so glad we don’t have to cancel it. I owe you big time!” She said.

You ended the call and then quickly got out of bed and went into your closet. You through on some black jeans, a nice top and a blazer along with some heels before quickly throwing your hair in a bun and putting on a bit of makeup.

Once you were ready to go, you grabbed your bag and notebook and headed out the door.

**

You arrived at the studio and showed your press pass. Your boss sent you an email with all the information and questions that Madison had prepared, so once you checked in you sat down and scanned over everything.

Your face flushed when you saw the name of who you would be interviewing.

Harry Styles.

Shit.

Freaking out was an understatement at this point. You were used to interviewing celebrities and other semi-famous people, but this was the first time you were interviewing someone of this caliber and someone you were a fan of.

If you weren’ t already nervous, you definitely were now and after reading Madison’s question, you knew that you couldn’t ask these.

You checked the time and saw that you had about fifteen minutes before your scheduled time, so you quickly took out your notebook and started writing down different questions.

This interview was supposed to be about his new single and album as a solo artist, so all the questions you were writing down were revolved around that.

“Y/N?” Harry’s PR came said walking over to you.

“Hi, yes,” you said standing up and holding out your hand.

“Hey, we’re ready for you, now,” she said.

“Great,” you said grabbing your things and following her into the room.

With each step you took, your nerves started to take over. You were starting to feel sick yourself, but it was much too late to turn around and go the other way.

Plus, you wouldn’t want to make a bad impression by leaving and being unprofessional.

She opened the door and let you walk in before her. When you walked into the room, you saw Harry standing over to the side talking with a few people and drinking some water.

“You can just have a seat right over there,” she told you pointing to one of the chairs in the middle of the room.

You nodded and went over to the first chair. You set your bag down and took out your notebook and favorite pen. You also grabbed your phone and set it up to record the interview in case you missed a few things while you were taking notes.

You were just getting everything set up when you felt someone walking up behind you. You turned around and saw Harry Styles standing there with a smile on his face and his hand stretched out.

“Hello, I’m Harry,” he smiled.

“Hi, I’m Y/N,” you said. “I’m from “Y/Magazine/N.”

“Nice to meet you. I’m ready whenever you’re ready,” he said.

“Oh, I’m just about set up, so if you want to just have a seat or something… that’s fine,” you told him.

“I’m just going to grab some water, would you like one?” He asked.

“S-Sure, Yeah, if you don’t mind,” you said.

“Course not,” he smiled before walking back over to the table of food and drinks to grab two bottles of water.

When he came back, you took the water bottle from him and your hands gently touched causing your face to blush fifty shades of red.

You cleared your throat and sat down in your chair while Harry sat in his in front of you.

“Okay, I’m just going to press record on here,” you say mostly to yourself and then you look up at Harry. “So, Harry, first I want to say thank you for coming today.”

“No problem, thank you for having me,” he smiled.

“Let’s start off with how’s your day going so far?” You asked.

“It’s going great. A little nerve wracking, but for the most part it’s been amazing,” he said. “What about you? How’s your day?”

“It’s going pretty well,” you nod with a smile. “Now, for all the people who might not know about this, why don’t you tell us a little bit about your new single that’s coming out in a few days.”

“Well, it’s coming out April 7th and it’s called Sign Of The Times. I’m really looking to it finally coming out. I’ve been waiting for this time for awhile now and now that’s its finally time, I can’t wait for everyone to hear it,” he answered.

“I’m sure everyone is just as excited if not more to hear it as well,” you smiled.

“Would you like to hear it?” He asked.

“Sure, if that’s okay,” You said.

“Of course it’s okay, I want to know what you think about it and I’m sure everyone will want to know about it in the interview too,” he smiled.

“True,” you nodded.

Harry reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He typed in his password and scrolled through before you start to hear music filling the air of the room.

Once the final note of the song played out, Harry looked over at you. His eyes were trying to meet with yours, but they were having a hard time probably from the nerves of waiting on your opinion.

“Wow. That was really good,” you smiled. “I mean wow, I’m speechless.”

“I’m going to take that as a good sign,” he smiled.

You nodded with a laugh.

About an hour later, your time was up. You stood up and held out your hand.

“Thanks again. It was really nice meeting you and your song is really beautiful. Congratulations,” you smiled to him.

“Thank you, it means a lot that you enjoyed it,” he smiled. “And it was very nice to meet you.”

“Well, I should better get going. I’m sure you have more interviews to do,” you said packing up your things.

“Actually, you were my last one of the day,” he smiled. “Grimmy and I were just about to head out for some lunch.”

“Oh, well, I don’t want to keep you from that either, so I’ll be out in a bit,” you said.

“This might be a bit forward, but do you have any lunch plans?” He asked.

“I’ll probably just grab something nearby,” you shrugged.

“Would you want to join us for lunch?” Harry suggested.

That came out of the fucking blue.

“Um, I don’t know if that’s professional,” you blushed. “I mean, I would love too, but I don't’ know how my boss would look at that since you’re technically a client.”

“Oh, right, yeah I didn’t even think of that,” he blushed running his hand through his hair.

“Sorry,” you sighed.

“No, no, I understand,” he said.

“What if I invited you?” Nick said from the other side of the room. “I’m not your client, so if I invited you out to lunch and Harry just happened to be there… “ he suggested.

“He makes a valid point,” Harry smirked.

“That he does, but I would hate to intrude on your plans though,” you said putting your bag over your shoulder.

“It’s fine really, I don’t mind and it’s obvious that Harry doesn’t mind,” Nick smirked putting his arm around his shoulder.

You looked at the time before looking up at them. “Well, I guess I do need to eat at some point today, right?” You laughed.

“Exactly!” Nick said. “We’re going to a place just down the street, you’re more than welcome to walk with us.”

“Sure, sounds great,” you said.

**

The walk to the restaurant was a little awkward, mostly because of you. You couldn’t believe that you were going out to lunch with Harry Styles right now and that he was the one who asked.  

Maybe he was just being polite and after the lunch, he wouldn’t want anything else to do with you. Or maybe he was hoping you would write a better article about him if he took you out to lunch? 

Honestly, whatever the reason didn’t matter in that moment because you just needed to focus on not making yourself seem like an idiot. 

When you get to the restaurant, Harry opens the door and holds it open for you. 

“Thanks,” you smiled walking through the doorway. 

“No problem,” he said. 

You all sit down at a table and look over the menu before ordering. The waitress takes your menus and you take a sip of your water. 

“So, Y/N, since you spent the last hour talking about Harry, why don’t you spend some time to talk about yourself?” Nick said looking over at you. 

“Oh, no, I don’t really like talking about myself.” you said shaking your head. 

“Neither do I,” Harry laughed. 

You giggled. “Well, if I have to, why don’t you two ask me questions and I’ll answer them. Let me be the interviewee for once,” 

“We can do that,” Nick smirked. 

“How long have you been a journalist?” Harry asked. 

“Professionally, almost four years,” you answered. 

“Wow, so what made you want to be in journalism?” He asked. 

“I’ve always enjoyed writing since I was younger and I worked for school newspapers, and when it came to University, journalism was a better degree option than a creative writing one,” you shrugged. 

“Do you not enjoy being a journalist?” Nick asked. 

“It’s not exactly that. I mean don’t get me wrong, I love being able to do what I do, but despite popular belief interviewing celebrities wasn’ t exactly the type of journalism I wanted to get into. No offense,” you coughed. 

“None taken,” Harry says. “What type of journalism would prefer?” 

“I guess one that has a bit more meaning, like traveling the world and helping others while writing about my experiences there and things like that,” you blushed. 

“Why haven’t you tried that?” Harry asked. 

“Because unfortunately, that type of journalism doesn’t exactly pay the bills. When I was in university, I got the internship at the magazine company I’m working with now, there aren’t many traveling journalist jobs available,” you shrugged. 

“Well, don’t give up on that, hopefully, one day you’ll be able to do it,” Harry smiled over at you. 

“I hope so,” you smiled. 

**

After you all finished eating lunch, you get out your wallet to pay, but Harry puts his hand over yours. 

“Don’t worry about it,” Harry said. 

“Are you sure?” You said. 

“Yeah, it’s fine,” he said. “But if anyone asks, he paid for it.” Harry nodded over to Nick with a smirk. 

You sighed but nodded with a laugh. Once the ticket was paid for, you all head out to leave. You walk back to the studio, where your car is, which happens to be parked right next to Harry’s. 

Nick had already gone back inside the studio, so it was just you and Harry standing near your cars. 

“Just so you know, I don’t usually do this,” Harry said leaning up against his car. 

“Do what?” You asked confused. 

“Go to lunch with a journalist, who interviewed me,” he said. “And I’m not saying that you would, but our lunch and now is completely off the record right?” 

“Of course, I would never do something that,” you said quickly. 

“I know, I just wanted to make sure,” he smiled. “And I know this might be a bit of an issue for you, but I really want to see you again.” 

“You do?” you said. “For like an interview?” 

“No, I mean just to hang out again, maybe dinner next time?” He asked. 

“Oh, um, I don’t know. I would like to, but like I said earlier…” you said. 

“I understand,” he sighed kicking his boot against the pavement of the parking lot. 

You bit the inside of your cheek. “How about this? We could exchange numbers and keep in touch?” You suggested. “But I don’t know about going out in public…” 

Harry looked up at you smiling. “I think I can handle that.” 

He handed you his phone and you added yourself into his contacts and he did the same in yours before you exchanged them back. 

“Well, I better get to the office so I can start typing up your article,” you said. 

“I can’t wait to read it,” he smiled. 

“Maybe I’ll send you a copy before it gets published,” you smirked. 

“I’ll be looking forward to it,” he said. 

“Have a nice rest of the day, Harry,” you smiled with a wave. 

“See you around, Y/N,” Harry said before the two of you got into your own cars. 

He motioned for you to pull out first, so you did and drove straight to your office with the biggest smile on your face. While Harry drove to his house, wearing a matching smile. 

VINTAGE JUKEBOX PARTY – BUCKY BARNES

(A/N): I’ve been listening to Postmodern Jukebox and I was inspired by their songs. I wrote it this morning and now, after I stopped thinking about some bad things, I was able to post this story. Enjoy! :)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x f!reader

Summary: Tony made (Y/N) sing at his vintage party even when she hates his parties. 

Warning: fluff

Words: 4200+

MASTERLIST

Originally posted by natpekis

VINTAGE JUKEBOX PARTY – BUCKY BARNES

               “(Y/N)?” Tony appeared next to the woman who was sitting on a chair in the kitchen, reading her favorite book – Anna Karenina. She was alone only for five minutes when someone-Tony-had to come to the kitchen and ruin the moment she had with the book. For the last four hours, somebody wanted something from her. She didn’t look at him, trying to ignore the man. “I know I’m annoying but I want to talk about the party I’m organizing this Friday evening,” he put an angelic smile on his face. “I know you love my parties and I know you are going to love the idea that popped into my head and that is why I know you will definitely come to the party.”

               She took a deep breath and lowered the book, giving him a look of pure annoyance. “Fine, talk, you have two minutes, not more,” she quickly checked the time on her wrist. The truth was, she hated Tony’s parties. They were loud with music that wasn’t her cup of tea; there were always a lot of people that made her uncomfortable. Wearing a slutty dress wasn’t something she appreciated and she definitely didn’t want men’s attention. Her only wish was to have one man’s attention but clearly, that wasn’t happening anytime soon.

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SLEEPY LIFE OF SERVAMP OVA 3-TRANSLATION

Rejoice my fellow Sevamp lovers! I have been asked a couple of times for this and I just wanted to say thank you for all the nice messages and even the mentions in the tags where you guys liked the translations I was able to provide.
THANK YOU SO MUCH! ヽ(=^・ω・^=)丿Thank you for being patient and also being the most awesome fandom! ☆*:.。. o(≧▽≦)o .。.:*☆

Wow…I can’t believe I managed to translate all the OVAs. At first I never thought that I would actually start on translating these, I mean, I was sure that a famous subbing group will pick them up. I wasn’t confident to translate them but I did my best,  not everything went well because I’m still not so advanced at Japanese and everything that I did required a lot of dictionary look up and searching references in sentences (When it comes to slang or short forms I’m not good at them…Audio material is also much tougher to translate…)
But all in all, I learned new phrases along the way :D
This OVA in particular was the most challenging of them all, so please, if you have time, look at my translation notes and comments :)

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We’ll Manage [Jordan Fisher x Reader]

Summary: Reader has to ask Jordan to go with her to a family gathering after they break up.

Word count: 2,682

Warnings: None, I mean… Two swear words?

A/N: This one turned out longer than I expected, but also one of my favorites. Shoutout to @protecting-my-legacy​ (#strawberriesandcheese) and the anons that requested more Jordan because I! LOVE! WRITING! FOR! HIM! Hope y’all like it too <3

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“Just text him, it won’t kill you!” Your best friend handed you your phone, but you denied.

“Are you insane? I can’t just text him! We broke up only a few weeks ago, I can’t just start asking for favors.” You still felt a knot on your throat when saying those words. The break-up wasn’t something you wanted, but it was something you both agreed on: Jordan had a very busy schedule, you were struggling to keep college and a healthy relationship with him at the same time, it was just not working.

“Well, you can tell your whole family you broke up with your grandmother’s favorite son-in-law…” Your look to her was enough for her voice to go lower as the sentence went on. It was true, your whole family loved Jordan almost as much as you did. When you first introduced him on a family reunion at your aunt’s birthday, your younger cousins recognized him from the TV, and soon enough he was giving everyone an acoustic performance of whatever songs your family wanted him to play, your older cousin playing the guitar.

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Secret Love Song - Harry Styles Mini Series (Part 8)

Part 7

You woke up the next morning to the sunlight coming through the window. You yawned and sat up to stretch a bit. Harry was still sleeping and you giggled when you heard him snoring. 

You put your head on his pillow next to his head and whispered into his ear. 

“Harry,” you whispered. 

He didn’t move, just kept snoring. You laughed softly and poked his nose. He stopped snoring for a bit but still didn’t wake up. You groaned and knew there was only one way to get him to wake up. You pulled the sheet up a bit and hovered over him. He started to move so you stopped where you were. He still didn’t wake up. 

You rolled your eyes and shook your head as you started trailing kisses down his neck. You then moved on from his neck and kissed down his chest and stomach before moving back up. 

“Babe,” you whispered as you hovered your lips above his. “Wake up.” 

“Hm Nah, I’m good,” he smirked. “I wanna see where you’re going with this,” he mumbled. 

“How long have you been awake?” You laughed. 

“Long enough,” he smirked pulling you down towards him. 

“You were snoring,” you said. 

“Eh,” he smirked. “I’m tired.” 

“Hm, I wonder why,” you laughed. “I told you.” 

“Hey, I’m not exactly complaining,” he smirked. 

You giggled leaning down to kiss him. He ran his hands down your sides and up your back. 

“So, when do we need to leave?” You whispered. 

“What time is it?” He mumbled against your lips. 

“Uh… a little after eight…I think,” you said. 

“We’ve got plenty of time,” he said. “Now, come here,” he said pulling you back down for a kiss. 

You giggled when he flipped you over onto your back. He smiled down at you before sneaking under the sheet. He wrapped his arms around you and kissed your nose. 

You scrunched your nose. “We should probably order some breakfast,” you said. 

“Eh, maybe later,” he said. “I’d rather enjoy you for a bit breakfast first,” he smirked. 

Harry leaned down to kiss you, but before his lips could touch yours, your phone rang. He groaned. “Let it go to voicemail,” he mumbled. 

“It could be important,” you said. “Let me just see who it is.” 

He whined and reached over to the side table and looked at it. “Who’s Jessen?” He asked confused. 

“Oh, that’s… she’s my best friend,” you said. 

“Oh, so you can just call her back later,” he smirked leaning down to kiss you. 

“Yes, I could, but she’s very persistent and she’ll just keep calling if I don’t answer,” you giggled. 

“Then we put it on silent,” he smirked. He put down the little switch on the side and put it back on the table. “Now, where were we.” 

It was a few minutes later and he was working his mouth down your body when your phone started vibrating on the table. 

“Bloody hell,” he mumbled. 

“I told you,” you laughed. 

“That’s like five times in the span of five minutes,” he said. 

“It’ll only take a minute,” you said grabbing the phone and answering it. “Hello.” 

“HOLY FUCKING SHIT I CANT BELIEVE THAT MYSTERY BOY IS HARRY FUCKING STYLES!” She screamed in the phone. 

“Mystery boy?” Harry smirked. 

“Jess, calm down!” You laughed. “What are you talking about?” 

“YOU KNOW DAMN WELL WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT!” She shouted again. 

“Will you calm down and stop with the yelling,” you said. 

“Sorry, I just, I can’t fucking believe you’re fucking him!” she said. 

Harry laughed and laid down next to you with a smirk on his face. You rolled your eyes and threw a pillow over his face. 

“How did you figure it out?” You said sitting up. 

“Oh, I didn’t, but looking back now, I probably should have because it definitely adds up,” she said. 

“Wait a minute, if you didn’t figure it out and I didn’t tell you, how did you know?” you asked. 

“You don’t know?” She asked. “It’s all over the papers back home and the internet.” 

“W-What?” You said. 

“Yeah, apparently someone top secret “source” talked to that one guy from that one newspaper the uh The Moon no The Sun, that one and talked about how you two were dating, but were keeping it top secret or something, which is why there are no pictures of the two of you together, however, they did use a pictures of you from your Instagram, so people know who you are,” she said. 

“Oh my god,” you sighed. 

“What?” Harry said rubbing your back. 

“Look, Jess, I gotta go, I’ll call you later,” you said. 

“You better cause I want to know everything and I mean everything,” she said. 

“Yeah, yeah, bye,” you said before hanging up the phone. 

“What’s wrong?” He asked. 

“Jess found out about us,” you said. 

“I heard and I’m sure the entire city of Paris did as well,” he laughed. 

“Yeah, she’s a little loud,” you said. 

“But what’s so wrong about her finding out,” he said. 

“It’s not that she knows, but how she found out,” you sighed. “Word of our secret relationship is all over the papers and the internet. And my Instagram pictures were used in the article, so now everyone knows who I am.” 

“But how?” He said. “I mean no one knew about us, not really anyway. I mean my team obviously because hello, you’re here with me, but they would never…” 

You shook your head as you laughed. It wasn’t a laugh with humor, but a laugh, of ‘I should have known.” “Madison, I guarantee it,” you said. 

“I know she’s a bitch, but do you really think she’d go to the press about it? And she only saw us having lunch, so it’s not like she had any real evidence,” he said. 

“That wouldn’t stop her. She wants her fucking fifteen minutes and this is how she’s getting it. And if it’s a way to hurt me, then it’s like winning the lottery for her,” you mumbled. 

Harry wrapped his arms around you. “I know this isn’t how we wanted this to go, but it would have happened eventually.” 

“I feel like my privacy has been violated,” you sighed. 

“I’m sorry,” he whispered kissing your head. 

“It’s not your fault. I don’t blame you,” you whispered. “It’s just what does this mean for us now? Are we going to be followed more? Are you going to be asked questions about me during your interviews now?”” 

“Probably,” he said. “But I’m going to do everything I can do protect you from all of this and when we go out together. I can go out to certain places and not be seen and I won’t talk about you in the interviews if you don’t want me to.” 

“I don’t want you to at least not right now,” you said. “Our relationship is still new and I don’t want all these eyes watching us.” 

“Don’t worry,” he said. “The whole world doesn’t need to know about our relationship.” 

“And I guess I don’t have to worry about calling my boss and quitting today because I’m pretty sure Im already fired anyway,” you said. 

“I know you wanted to leave, but getting fired wasn’t the way,” he sighed. 

“No, it’s not because getting fired for breaking company rules can’t hurt my chances for getting another job in this business,” you sighed. “God, Madison is such a fucking bitch!” You screamed. 

“Is there a reason she’s like this towards you?” Harry asked. “I mean is she like this to everyone or just you?” 

“Eh, she’s a bit to everyone, but she uses it mostly towards me,” you sighed. “And it’s a long, fucked up story to be honest.” 

“What happened?” He asked rubbing your back. 

You sighed. “We used to be friends, actually. We went to the same University, in the same classes. We even had a flat together for a few years,” you said. 

“Really? Wow, I’d never thought-” he said. 

“That we were ever nice to one another? Yeah, me either,” you sighed. “But anyway, we both got the internship at the magazine and we worked together too. And it was great, but then the end of our Uni run was coming up and we were graduating. The magazine only had a few openings for the ten or so interns that were working there. I guess she was afraid of me getting it over her, so she started to try to fuck with everything,” you sighed. 

“It even got so bad, when I ended up having the top grades in our major department, she told everyone it was because I slept with our professor,” you sighed. “I didn’t, by the way. It spread around to so many people, my boyfriend at the time broke up with me. We were together the entire time we were in Uni and one rumor starts and he bolts. But quite honestly I have a feeling he was cheated on me most of that time because a few weeks later, he was with Madison and they’re still together to this day,” you said. 

“Wow,” he said wrapping his arms around you. “I can’t believe that.” 

“Yep, and when she found we both got the job, it was like she made it her mission to get rid of me so that she could be the top. That’s how she got to be the editor,” you sighed. 

‘I’m sorry baby,” he whispered. 

You shrugged. “Just when I thought I’d be free from her after this job, she’s going to be going to the press about me.” 

“No, she won’t. Anytime she even thinks about it, we’ll get any article taken down immediately,” he said. 

“Once it’s out there, it’s out there,” you sighed. 

“Then we sue her for slander,” he said. “She’s been bullying you for years, and you don’t deserve any of that shit from her.” 

“Let’s not talk about this anymore,” you sighed. “You don’t need to be worrying about my problems before your interview.” 

“Baby, your problems are my problems,” he said. “But we should probably order some breakfast though.” 

“You order some breakfast, while I go jump in the shower,” you said. 

He nodded. “We’ll talk about this more, though, okay.” 

You nodded and went into the bathroom. You turned on the water and waited for the shower to get warm before getting in. You were emotional with everything that was going on. You were angry for the most part, so you just let the water wash over you to help you calm down a bit. 

A few minutes later, you felt arms wrap around your waist and hands grab your chest. You giggled. 

“Really?” you laughed. 

“Yep, did you really think I’d let you shower alone,” he smirked. 

“This is going to more than a little shower isn’t?” You laughed leaning against him. 

“Well, we should finish where we left off…” he smirked. 

**

When it was time to leave for the interview, you two went out the back where the car was waiting. Harry took your hand and the hotel worker opened up the door. As soon as the light of day hit your eyes, so did the flashing light of cameras. 

“Shit,” Harry mumbled. “Keep your head down and don’t let go of my hand.” 

You nodded and put your head down before you felt Harry leading you out the door. All you heard was the sound of cameras and yelling. Harry stopped when he got to the car and helped you inside before getting in himself. The door was slammed shut and the car. 

“Are you okay?” Harry said quickly. 

“Uh yeah… I think I’m more in shock than anything,” you said. “I thought they coudln’t come in the back?” 

“They’re not supposed to,” he shook his head. “But unless there’s round the clock secruity back there, it’s not really montiored.” 

“Do you think they came back there becaue of the article,” you whispered. 

“Probably,” he sighed. “I’m so sorry about this,” he whispered kissing your head. 

“No, it’s okay. It’s not your fault,” you said. 

“It might be even crazier at the show today,” he whispered. 

“I’ll be okay,” you said. “And I’ll just stay backstage and watch it from there.” 

He nodded. “I’m really glad you’re here though,” he smiled. 

“I’m always going to be there,” you smiled. 

“That makes me happy to hear,” he whispered. 

You leaned over to kiss him. He put his hand over your face and kissed you back. 

Once at the studio for the interview, there was a crowd of fans and paps lined up on the sides of the entrance to get to the door. Luckily, they were barcaded. 

“Ready?” Harry asked. 

“Yeah,” you nodded. 

The door opened and Harry got out first, causing loads of screaming fans to start shouting. Harry waved to them before turning around and helping you out of the car, which caused them to scream even more. Harry put his hand on your back and walked with you into the studio, waving to fans. 

As soon as you got in, Harry had to get his hair done and changed into the outfit he would be wearing. 

“Stop staring,” he smirked as he buttoned up his shirt. 

“I’m not staring. I just happened to look up from my phone at the same time you looked at me,” you laughed. 

“Hm. Sure,” he smirked. “I think we both know that you can’t enough of this,” he said motioning down to his body. 

You rolled your eyes. “You’re the one who can’t keep their hands off me.” 

“Can you blame me though?” He smirked walking over to you. “You’re gorgeous.” 

You giggled and leaned up to kiss him. “Now, you have lipstick on your mouth.” 

He laughed and started wiping it off. You giggled standing up and took your thumb across his lips and wiped the red lipstick off. He put his hands on your hips. 

“After the interview, we can go grab some lunch nearby and go sightseeing, if you want,” he said. 

“I’d loved that, but do you think we’ll be followed?” You asked. 

“Maybe, but we’ll be okay,” he said. 

“Okay,” you nodded. “Then that sounds like an awesome plan.” 

“Harry we need you in five,” the producer said on the other side of the door. 

“Okay, I’ll be there,” he shouted. 

“Are you nervous?” You asked. 

“Eh, not really. Well, maybe  a bit because the interview is in French and someone is going to be translating to me in my ear, so that might cause for an awkward interivew,” he laughed. 

“You’re going to do great,” you smiled. 

“Thanks baby,” he smiled kissing your cheek before heading out to the interview. 

**

Once the interview was done, you and Harry had lunch, you walked around the city. 

Harry laced his hand with yours and held you close. You smiled up at him.

“What?” He laughed looking down at you. 

“Nothing, I’m just really happy,” you whispered. 

He smiled. “I am too. I haven’t been this happy in a long time. Not that I wasn’t ever happy before, but not at this level. I have my music coming out and I have my girl by side, who I’m absoulety falling in love with, and we’re in Paris.” 

“Ooh, let’s go in here,” you said. “I should find something for Jess to make up for not telling her about us.” 

He laughed. “So, now that she knows when do I get to meet her? She sounds interesting…” 

“Oh, she is,” you laughed. “Very.” 

“I can’t wait to ask her what you’ve said about the mystery boy,” he smirked. 

You rolled your eyes. “I didn’t tell her anything.” 

“Uh huh, sure,” he said. 

“Come on, help me pick something out,” you said walking around the store. 

He nodded and started looking around the store. He pretended to look around, but was watching you as you were looking. He noticed that you had picked up a few things and held them up to yourself or put the handbag over your shoulder before putting them back after looking at the price tag. 

You finally decided on just buying a scarf and took it to the cashier. Harry snuck over to grab all the things that you had looked at and waited until you were gone to look for him. He quickly took them to the cashier and had her ring them up and put them in bags. 

“Oh, there you are,” you smiled. “What’d you buy?” 

“Just some things for my Mum and Gemma,” he shurgged. 

You smiled and nodded before he grabbed the bags and the two of you left the shop. 

As you turned the corner, there was a huge crowd of fans standing there. Harry sighed. 

“Could we go the other way?” You asked. 

“No, the hotel is back this way,” he sighed. “Just stay here, and I’ll take some pictures, maybe they’ll leave.” 

“Okay,” you nodded. 

Harry kissed your head and went to walk through the crowd. After about fifteen minutes of pictures, the crowd was only getting bigger. Harry sighed and went back over to you. 

“We can go back the other way and just call the car to pick us up there,” he said. 

“That’s crazy. The hotel is right there, we should just… go,” you said. 

“Are you sure?” He asked. 

You nodded. 

“Hold onto my arm and don’t let go,” he said. 

You nodded and took a deep breath before grabbing his arm. He walked his way back through the crowd of fans and ignored them the best he could. The second you were in this crowd of fans, you knew that you made a huge mistake. You couldn’t see anything, but cell phones, arms, legs, and Harry’s back. 

The shouting in your ear was deafening and you could feel people grabbing at you. That oh so familar feeling of being trapped started to trigger your anxiety. You started to feel sweaty and sick to your stomach. The knot in your throat got bigger and bigger as if it was cutting off your airway. 

Your tried tightening your grip on Harry’s arm, but the heat of all the bodies and your sweaty palms from your anxiety made it hard to do that. You were having trouble breathing now and felt yourself gasping for air. 

You tried calling out for Harry, but it was impossible with all the screams already shouting his name. After what seemed like hours, you were finally out of the crowd and heading into the lobby of the hotel. Harry looked back at you to check on you and that’s when he noticed you were having an attack. 

“Y/N!” He said dropping the bags. 

You were grabbing your chest and felt your legs give out as you fell down to the floor.

Relentless | Calum Hood Series Pt.14

                                         Part F O U R T E E N

Request: Being the cousin of Ashton Irwin was exciting, especially when invited to their tour to hang out with his best friends. You found yourself becoming fond of Calum Hood, who finds you annoying from your constant appearance. But what would happen if you stopped giving him that attention?

Word Count: 3k+

A/N: this part is a lil spicy, so im sry if it kills ya heart ! but i swear itll get better, i promise it will ! im so happy you all enjoy it so much, it makes me smile so much! 100 notes please, loves xx

Parts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty. [DONE]  

                                                   I M A G I N E

Tokyo, 8:00 A.M. 

The boys remained silent once you asked about Nia. Michael became more pale than he already is as all the boys were quick to lose their appetites. That made your heart beat go faster. You couldn’t help but feel super nervous over their reactions. 

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