As Harry gets up to get ready for classes he is sluggish and achy all over. He
hears a few snickers behind him. He turned to glare at his friends.
“Another long night with Malfoy,” Dean says with a knowing smirk and a
“What is it, every day this week?” Seamus
looks to Dean for the answer
“No, it every day this month, maybe last
month too.” Dean smiles. “Remember when we started dating were sneaking around
for how long before we caught?”
“HOLY SHIT HARRY, ARE YOU DATING MALFOY???”
Ron screamed while grabbing Harry by the shoulders. Dean and Seamus leave the
room laughing at Ron’s distress.
“Of course, I’m not ‘Dating’ him. We
have sex occasionally, that’s all.” Was Harry’s response as he sat down with a
“You’ve been back to the dorms late every
night for at least the last month,” Ron
says as he paces the room.
we have a lot of sex. That’s still not dating.” Ron stops to look at Harry as
“Okay so…Just sex?”
“I mean we talk too sometimes. He’s
surprisingly funny you know.” Harry looks at Ron with a goofy smile on his
face. Ron sits down on the floor where he stood and just looks at Harry with
disbelief. “We do study together and play
a bit of Quidditch when we have time. Did
I tell you he even invited me to stay with him over the holidays so we can play
together at the Manor!”
“And you aren’t”
Ron, we aren’t we…” they stare at each other for a moment. Ron sees
the look on Harry’s face he’s seen one too many times. The look of realizing
something he should have already known.
“OH MY GOD IM
DATING MALFOY.” Before Ron could respond Harry was running out the door, in his
pyjamas and no shoes.
“I don’t know why everyone thinks I’m the dim
one,” Ron mutters to himself as he goes
to find Hermione and try to forget.
Harry runs down to the dungeons and knocks on
the door. A redheaded girl answers the door and before Harry can say a word she
is yelling for Draco. When Draco sees him, he is shaking his head.
“Could you have at least tried to look like a
decent human being before barging on the door.”
“Yeah, sorry, I um…” he looked around to see
if they were alone. “We’re dating?”
“Seriously? What do you think we’ve been
doing the last couple of months?”
“Great, my boyfriend doesn’t know he’s my
boyfriend.” Draco turned to walk away.
“WAIT” Draco stopped and looked at him. He
tried to hide the hurt but Harry saw it. “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize it. It
happens sometimes, I don’t see things that are right there. I like that you and
I are dating. I’ve wanted that for a while but was scared you didn’t want it.”
He pulled Draco to him. A placed a small kiss on his lips then hugged him
tightly. “Love you” he mutters and Draco stiffens. “Please pretend I didn’t say
i have no idea if you're still taking prompt request but no.80 with steve? Please. :')
I have enough prompts now . So , I’ll tell you when you can send them in again .Thank you .
#80 Say that again and I’ll fuck you against the wall
You all know captain’s infamous word “Language”.
Having a potty mouth in the tower was not very appreciated
by him . But it was who you are . You have always been this way . And your
first response to every adversary is probably ‘fuck’. And every time that word
was uttered by you, you’d get definitely get a death glare . Like it was
impossible to swear in front of him . But you didn’t care . He’d never confront you
about it though .
He’d just probably hiss at your words and give you a
disapproving look . And honestly it only encouraged you further .
There were days you’d just sing songs around him with swear
words. You’d see him walking towards you and you’d say ‘fuck’ out loud for no
reason. But he’d just groan loudly and walk away .
But the last few days , he was not getting effected by any
of it . He didn’t even cringe when you used it . Maybe he got used to it . So
you wanted to test the theory . For the first 4 days he said nothing and took
everything lightly .
It was after dinner while you all were gathered in the TV
room , while most of you just chatted without paying much attention to the TV .
You were sitting on the sofa along with Bucky and Nat ,
while Steve was sitting on the floor and talking to Sam .
Sam was going on and on about all of you , and he was cracking
jokes at all of you . You were on the verge of crying with all the laughter ,
when he came to you .
“You know Y/N uses the word ‘fuck’ a lot only because she is
not getting it .”, he said playfully .
Everyone erupted in laughter and so did you , probably
“Fuck you Sam.”, you say showing him the finger .
“Y/N!!!!! Say that again and I’ll fuck you against the wall.”, Steve scolded angrily .
WOAHHH Where did that come from . Steve Rogers uses a curse
word . That too ‘fuck’ .
Everyone was dumbstruck just like you , and all eyes were on
him . His whole face went red . He stood up quickly and left the room in
After a few more gasps , the conversation went back to
But your mind was replaying the words Steve uttered in your
mind . All you could think about was Steve actually fucking you against the
wall . Maybe he didn’t actually mean it
. It was just a way to shut you up from using curses. But you just couldn’t stop
thinking about his hard bare body against your naked chest riding you up the
wall , fucking you mercilessly .
It was too much for you . Just thinking about it and playing
that scenario in your mind over and over again , was enough to get you wet .
You got up from the sofa , told your goodbyes and headed to
your room .
But instead your legs took you towards Steve’s room . You
contemplated on what would happen if you told him about your little crush .
Either he would reciprocate it and you’d be happy or he’d just say that he
didn’t mean it and you’d have to live with the embarrassment all your life .
But obviously you decided to tell him. But tell him what? How would you
approach the topic ?
His door was open and the lights were on . You walked in ,
and obviously with super soldier hearing he turned around to see you .
You had one plan in mind and you hoped it works.
He sat up on the edge of his bed as you walked and stood
between his knees.
Instantly he stood and pushed you up against the wall , putting
your hands above your head with one hand while the other around your waist .
“Say that again , and I will do what I said.”
You smirked at his words . YES . It worked .
“FUCK. YOU”, you enunciated each word with added pressure .
He put both his hands around
your waist as your hands tangled in his hair pulling him closer to you .
He pressed his lips to yours , as you both fought for dominance . This was
nothing like the Steve Rogers you knew . The gentle , loving Steve was long gone
He pushed your shorts down roughly along with your panties .
He pulled down his shorts and boxers up to his knee and lifted you with the
back of your thigh .
He slowly dragged his hips up and down your pussy . His large dick
throbbing against your clit .
He held his cock in his right hand and spread your lips ,
coating his length with your juices .
“FUCK . So wet . Is it all for me?”, he asked slapping your
clit with his tip .
Your body jerked at that motion .
“Mmmmm yes . AHHH yes . All for you .”
He slowly pushed in his huge cock into you and buried himself deep inside you .
Your mouth opened slowly as the pleasure build , as he
stretched you out perfectly . He hid his
face in the crook of his neck as he groaned . You felt divine around him . So
tight and warm .
“You okay?”, he asked . Completely different to his previous
demeanour . He was concerned . You just hummed and nodded .
He pulled his back and pushed in harshly .
“FUCK.”, you screamed in pleasure .
“Hmm , that is what I want to hear baby .You want me to fuck
You never thought hearing curses from Steve would turn you
on . But oh gosh , it made you even wetter.
“Yes sir , I want you to fuck me . I want you make me …” Before you could
finish the sentence , he wrapped his hands around your back and started
thrusting wildly into you .
“Arghh , God . You’re so fucking tight .”
“mmmm , yes . Oh god . That feels so good .”
He said pulling his head back and looking into your eyes .
You nodded looking back at him .
He shifter to deep , hollow thrusts , perfectly hitting your
spot with every motion .
“Uhhh , fuck . Oh my god .”, you moaned as your head fell
back to the wall.
“Nuh uh . Look at me when you come Y/N.” He pulled your face
by your chin and rested his forehead against yours .
“FUCK . Look how fucking hard you have got me . I am
literally throbbing inside of you .”
You reach forward and kiss him and moan into the kiss as you
feel your coil uncurling .
“Steeeeeve . I am going to cum.”
“Cum for me Y/N . Coat my dick with your juices.” And you do
. You cum all over his cock , squeezing the cum out of him as he releases
He walks to his bed and lays you down on it .
You lay on his chest not able to form any sentences . After
a few minutes you spoke up .
“I thought you hated when I cursed .” He laughed at this .
“No . I don’t know why , but it turns me on . And anyone
would get irritated if they had to walk around with a boner .”
‘OH MY GOD .Are you serious? I am going to tell everyone.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”, he said in his cap voice .
“Nah . I’d rather yell ‘fuck’ every time I see you .”
You find out that Shiro’s birthday is on a leap day but ‘won’t’ have one this year. You decide to change that and give him the best non-birthday yet. (Modern AU)
You’re jaw dropped staring at Lance and Keith.
“What do you mean he doesn’t have a ‘real’ birthday this year?” disbelief in both your voice and plastered on your features.
“You’re his girlfriend, shouldn’t you know this?” Lance pointed an accusing finger at you. “Yeah but he never said it was a leap year, he always just told me it was the 28th” you confessed, falling back in your chair.
“He’s not really find of his birth date so he always tells everyone the 28th not the 29th.” Keith cleared up for you. Still feeling slight betrayal.
“Is this why he never wants parties or anything?” Lance asked as Keith nodded.
“Oh he’s getting a party this year, and he’s gonna like it” pulling out your phone and finding a few necessary numbers.
“Who’re you calling?” Lance peeked at the screen of your phone. “The others , it might be short notice but I’m throwing Shiro a surprise party” a mischievous smirk on your lips.
“I’m pretty sure he hates surprises. He likes to have everything in control remember?” Keith reminded you, but you didn’t care. It will be some payback for lying about the date. Surprises always made him a flustered mess and you were looking forward to that now.
Luckily you were able to pull everything together in a matter of two to three days. The plan was you’d get him out of your apartment, just taking him out to lunch and keeping him busy. While Lance, Keith, and Pidge decorated the apartment, Allura got the cake, and Coran & Hunk planned out dinner. It was flawless. Everything was set and all that needed to be done was the execution.
The morning of February 28th you woke up like any other morning. Shiro had his arms around you and pulled into his chest protectively. Letting out a sigh as the sun rays began to make you stir.
Your eyes fluttered open, after adjusting to the new light filtering in.
Looking up at whose arms you were wrapped in, smiling when seeing his peaceful expression. Though you noticed his eyebrows furrowing as the light met his face now.
Glancing at the alarm clock on your night stand. 10:34 it read, you had to have him out by noon. Meaning you had to elicit consciousness from him.
Running a hand through his messy morning hair. Gently playing with the ends of the white strands. Seeing a smile pull at the corners of his lips. “Good morning” his voice was deep and thick with sleep.
“Morning birthday boy” nuzzling into his chest. His arms tightened around you. Giggling you placed kiss on his chest, trailing up until you reached his jaw. “Okay I’m up” he met his dark grey eyes to you [e/c] ones.
“Good” smiling you kissed him. Before pulling away and slipping out of the bed. He groaned, “Come back” watching you slip on a pair of sweat pants under the shirt, which was his, you were wearing.
Walking over to stand by his side of the bed, “I’ve got a whole day planned, so get up, get dressed, and maybe we can do this later.” pecking his lips before retreating out of the room, hearing him chuckle behind you.
You took him out to his favorite restaurant for lunch, and everywhere you could think of to distract him. It was around five o’clock when you got a text from Lance. You were at the museum checking out the new constellation exhibit.
Of course it suited Shiro perfectly. So he was a bit torn when you said “Let’s go home”
But he went anyways. The walk back consisted of the both of you talking and joking around. He was curious however because of your constant checking the phone. Though he didn’t question it just carried on the conversation.
Reaching your apartment building, you both boarded the elevator a huge grin plastered on your face.
“What’s got you so smiley?” he rose a suspicious eyebrow at you.
“Nothin” You stated, rather unconvincingly. “Oh because that was convincing” he teased, intertwining his fingers with yours.
“You ask too many questions, come on” Tugging at his hand as the elevator opened.
Sliding your key in the lock and shoving the door open. The lights were still off and you walked in cautiously, to make sure not to trip over any balloons or anything.
As soon as he stepped through the door the lights flicked on and everyone in the room jumped out yelling “SURPRISE”
He about jumped out of his skin, letting out a yelp, becoming flustered and embarrassed. Just the revenge you wanted.
“Oh god guys” He laughed looking around at his friends. “Who?”
They all diverted turned attention to you. Smiling sheepishly up at him, “So that’s why you had so much planned” pulling you against him.
“What can I say? I’m good at day planning. And I’m good at getting my revenge, thanks for the little yelp back there” A mischievous glint in your eyes.
“Revenge? For what?” He chuckled, punching his shoulder “Not telling me your real birthday you goof”
“But it doesn’t matter now, lets have some eat dinner, have some cake, open gifts. It’s your kinda birthday after all.” Pulling him into the living room with the rest of your friends.
After eating and very horribly singing happy birthday, that last thing to do was gifts. Some gifts were thoughtful, others were gag gifts. But nothing was funnier than Lance’s. Giving Shiro an envelope and small box. “The box is for you guys to share” simply stating, neither of you expecting it to be a box of condoms with a note with a winky face on it.
You died laughing as Shiro just turned bright red and thanked Lance with a stutter. Meanwhile you were still laughing, it proving contagious and the whole room joined you.
Shiro had to admit it was a pretty nice non-birthday. But it wasn’t over yet. Deciding to get one last blush out of him when it was just the two of you.
Sneaking away from where he was doing dishes in the kitchen. Grabbing Lance’s gift from the living room coffee table.
“Hey babe” calling as you walked back into the kitchen. Coming to his right side and running a hand down his metal prosthetic. “What do you say we cash in Lance’s gift tonight?” twiddling the box between your fingers
It was too damn easy to get him flustered, “Would you quit that” he laughed before going to snag the box from your hand. Quickly pulling it back you teased, “If you want ‘em you gotta catch me” before running out of the room.
He chased after you yelling your name. Trapping you in the living room. He wrapped his arms around your waist and began to pull you with him. Though you were expecting to be pulled back to the kitchen. However he made an unexpected turn toward the bedroom.
When he saw your expression change, he smirked “You still have to give me a present”
The next morning Shiro woke up, only to find you missing from his arms.
Sitting up he looked around the room to see the floor cleaned of the scattered clothes from the previous night’s activities. Slipping out of the bed he found you cooking breakfast in the kitchen.
Wrapping his arms around your waist from behind, “What’s this?”
“A birthday breakfast” you chuckled, causing a confused expression to grace his features. “But my birthday is over”
“Technically you don’t have a birthday this year. Sooo, since we’re not sure if the day before or after the 29th would count as a birthday, I decided to make both special” turning in his arms.
Wrapping your arms around his neck, he smiled at you lovingly “You know I love you, right?”
“I do know that birthday boy part 2. And I love you too” pecking his lips.
“Best birthdays ever” he mumbled against your lips. Before connecting them for another time.
you are so happy when the test is positive and tom is away filming his new film so you hop on a plane as soon as possible and surprise him at his set
he’s so haPPY to see you, he picks you up and spins you and kisses you
you don’t tell him right away, you wait until you go to dinner that night
“could i interest either of you in one of our specialty drinks?” the waiter asks you and tom shakes his head “we’ll just have a glass each of chardonnay please.” he always orders your drink for you. “a-actually i’ll just have an iced tea with lemon, thanks.”
“is everything okay love? you usually have a drink with dinner…”
“well, i just found out some very important news that-”
“yOU’RE KIDDING?! darling don’t be joking with me right now!”
“having a child is hardly something to joke about thomas.”
he gets sO excited and kisses you so much and he can’t stop smiling bc he’s going to be a dad!!!
“we should do one of those cute reveals for our families, you know what i’m talking about?”
you guys visit tom’s family in london a week later and you bring his parents gifts. they’re so excited to see you and are really surprised when you have gifts for them. you tell them to open them at the same time.
they’re matching tea cups that say “world’s greatest nana” and “world’s greatest grandpa” on them
it takes a minute for it to sink in but when they get it tHEY SCREAM THEY’re almost as haPpy as tom!
let’s not forget when you tell hARRISON. you invite him over to your house and the lights are dimmed and tom’s sitting in a huge leather chair on the opposite side of the wooden desk.
harrison is so confused bc tom has tessa on his lap and he’s caressing her and you’re sat on the couch in the corner of the room that he didn’t know you had.
“please have a seat.” tom says in a fake raspy voice, he has two cotton balls in his mouth.
“what is going on here? i feel like i’m about to be executed or something.”
“listen, harrison,” tom puts tessa on the ground and walks over to lean on the desk in front of harrison, “i’m gonna make you an offer you can’t refuse” harrison knows where this line is from, everyone has seen the godfather, but he has no idea why tom is doing this. “we want you, to be the godfather to our child, who should be around in about 8 months.”
you can’t help but smile when harrison jumps from his chair yelling “WHAT?! yOU GUYS ARE- oh my god no way!!! yes oF course i’ll be godfather are you crazy bro!” he pulls tom in for a huge hug and you can’t stop smiling bc you live for this bromance
you wait three months and decide to get a 3-d ultrasound to determine the baby’s sex early bc you and tom are dying to know and tom’s been keeping this secret from the media for long enough you told him that once you found out the sex of the baby he could tell the world
he may or may not have researched a bunch to see how you could determine it early.
he holds your hand the whole time and you are so nervous, yet really excited.
its a bOY and tom is super happy and so are you and he just kisses you really softly and takes a picture of the screen he’s so excited for everyone to see him, the beautiful boy you created.
“what if we named him peter tony holland. before you get angry, hear me out, nobody will know we’re naming him after peter parker and tony stark. and besides peter is an adorable name, like peter rabbit, peter pan, peter parker, all lovable characters.”
“tom we’re not naming him after spider man and iron man.”
you post on your social media before tom is able to bc he’s driving you home.
you post a baby picture of tom and caption it “hope he ends up looking just like you ❤️”” and eVeryone gOES NUTS
tom posts the picture from the ultrasound and captions it “like this post if you agree that his name should be peter tony holland”
you comment back “i would quicker name him rumpelstiltskin harrison holland before peter tony holland thanks”
robert comments “you promised to name your first born child after me remember thomas?”
“you promised him what?!” you yell at tom in disbelief
“i thought he’d forget about it, but i mean it was for good reason!”
“and what would that be?”
“i didn’t want him to tell anyone that he uh, he caught um,” then he mumbled incoherently
“he what tom?“
“he caught me taking a dick pic okay?!” he blurted out, “i freaked out and i may have said ‘please robert don’t say anything i’ll do anything! i’ll name my first born after you!’ and it was so in the moment i didn’t think about what would happen when we actually had kids."
you end up talking to robert and you agree that your kid’s middle name should be robert, because when he comes over it’ll be hard to differentiate the two of them. (robert didn’t understand your reasons but went with it anyway bc he doesn’t like to admit it but he would do anything for you and tom)
omg yOu catch him looking at kids rooms online
anD if you think your son ain’t gonna have a spider man room you’re wrong
he take things from the set and puts it in his room
you guys take a lamaze class bc tom wants to be rlly prepared
you and tom search extensively for a good name for your boy, tom is stuck on peter, but you won’t have it
"what about matthew?” tom asks one day
“matthew robert holland…” you trail off and smile at him
“i love it” you both say at the same time
tom is always by your side no matter what and never lets you lift a finger, he’s so quick to help you off the couch or out of your clothes
he goes grocery shopping for you bc your shoes are too tight from your feet being so swollen.
every time he hears you say “ooh” he rushes to your side to see if you’re okay, it’s usually just a kick but he wants to make sure.
your little boy is late, it’s been two weeks since your due date but you still won’t pop, and you refuse to medically induce labor, so you try a bunch of home remedies but none of them work.
“i read once that sex induces labor…” tom says one day, looking at you out of the corner of his eye while you sit on the couch.
“help me up.” you say and he smiles and let’s just say the next morning your water broke
tOM was freaking out and rushing to get everything into the car even though you already had a bag packed for the hospital. you were panting, contractions happening closer and closer together, tom called everyone from his car, his parents, your mom, harrison, robert, jacob, zendaya, chris, anthony, sebastian, everyone.
when you got to the hospital you got into your private room and people started piling in to congratulate you and you tried to smile through the pain of the contractions.
you are in active labor for hOURs and you keep asking the doctor how much longer, she reassures you that you should be starting your transition phase shortly
your contractions are getting closer and closer and growing more intense, you yell at tom bc he got you into this mess and he’s just saying how good you’re doing and how wonderful you are.
“darling, you’re doing great, i love you so much.”
“okay it’s time to start pushing! can we just get dad in here, you all can wait in the lobby.” the doctor says as tom smiles widely at you, he pats you with the towel bc you’re sweating like crazy!
“ready, darling?” tom smiles and holds your hand, trying to keep you calm, he kisses your forehead softly and you give him a weak smile.
“yOU’RE SO LUCKY I LOVE YOU THOMAS.”
two hours of pushing later, you hear your baby boy cry and you can’t help but cry, tom kisses you softly and he’s crying too.
“you did so great, love.”
“dad, do you want to come and cut the umbilical cord?” and tOm iS sO excited. he’s pretty much sobbing bc his little boy is laying on the counter and tom touches his hand and his baby grabs his finger as tight as he can, and now tom’s even mOre of a meSs.
after they clean him up they put him in your arms and tom looks at you both with the most love in the world and he’s just thinking about how he’d do anything to protect the two of you.
“so how about another? a girl this time?” he just laughs little did you know a year and a half later all of this would happen again with a baby girl.
harrison is the first person other than you two to see him, they’re looking at the baby through the glass. “wow, man, you did that, you made that.”
A/N: I apologize in advance for being a troll. I had way too much fun with this.
In this AU the way you know that someone is your soulmate is that the first time the two of you touch skin to skin, whether it be an accidental collision or brush of the hands, everything around you will suddenly become intensely brighter and you will just know- this is the person i’m meant to be with.
You’ve been friends with Joshua since you were little kids. You moms are best friends, so naturally the two of you would become the really close, and you two also became the best of friends.
Joshua invites you over to a house party he’s throwing, saying that he’s inviting a couple of friends over.
Normally you’d be like “I don’t really know if a house party is really my crowd of people…” but like. It’s Joshua. It couldn’t be too crazy, right?
Wrong. Because you weren’t aware that Joshua’s other friends were what seemed like at least ten more boys. Maybe even eleven or twelve, you weren’t really sure.
You’re standing in the doorway with “oh dear god” written all over your face and Joshua has to basically drag you inside.
He can see your obvious alarm and assures you that they’re all really good friends of his and that you shouldn’t worry.
So you decide to trust Joshua, and go around introducing yourself to the rest of the boys.
Like an hour into this party you forget why you were even worried in the first place because you’re having so much fun.
Soonyoung and Jun are screaming at each other, bent in weird positions on a twister mat, as they have been for the past 30 minutes because neither one of them will admit defeat.
Seungkwan is drunkenly serenading Vernon in the kitchen, a glass of wine in each hand (Joshua tried to make sure there would be no alcohol so they’re still not really sure where Seungkwan got the wine tbh) ***cough cough drINK wATER***
Jeonghan and Minghao are talking shit about everyone else at this party. And no one’s really surprised about that either; according to Joshua this is a common occurrence in their friend group.
Basically it’s mild chaos, but really funny chaos. You walked in not knowing anyone but Joshua, but after this you don’t think you’ll be able to forget a single one of these weird and quirky boys.
So when Jeonghan interrupts your very intense game of Uno with Joshua to ask where Seungcheol is, you’re like “who tf is Seungcheol, I thought there was only twelve of you crazies”
Joshua tells Jeonghan that Seungcheol’s running late but said he’s on his way and you dismiss it because at this point, the more, the merrier.
Later into the party, Soonyoung and Jun have finally given up on the twister match, but decided that the ultimate winner would be whoever could hold a handstand against the wall longer than the other person.
So of course, the rest of you guys were crowded around them, because who would want to miss this?
You’re chuckling to yourself, seeing Soonyoung’s face turn bright red and Jun making the most awkward facial expressions, both of them trying to outlast the other.
Until you feel someone’s hand find their way to your ass.
And you’re like: What. The. Fuck.
In the split second that that happens, you turn around and punch the guy straight in the face before even glancing at whoever had the audacity to try and feel you up
But as soon as your fist makes contact with his face, the room becomes full of light, way more intensely brighter than before
“OH MY GOD, SEUNGCHEOL!”, you hear Jeonghan yell, causing both Soonyoung and Jun to fall over out of their hand stands
You see Jeonghan run over to the guy who’s currently on the floor, who’s looking up at you with the prettiest chocolate brown eyes
And you’re thinking to yourself: “welp. gotta assess what the heck just happened”
You come to the conclusion that 1.) This guy has got to be Seungcheol (and damn it why is he so cute). 2.) Seungcheol is the idiot that grabbed your ass. And 3.) The idiot that grabbed your ass is your soulmate
Just your luck
At this point everyone is hella confused because one second Jun and Soonyoung are doing handstands and everything is great and the next second, Seungcheol is knocked to the floor and you look so pissed off.
“I swear I’m not a pervert oh my god”, he pleads to Joshua, who is hovering above him in concern.
“Why… would you be a pervert?”, Joshua treads carefully. Seungcheol’s eyes dart to you, begging for forgiveness with just a look.
But you were never the type to forgive without an explanation.
“Because he walked in and grabbed my ass”, you announce to everyone. Even if he was your soulmate, groping you was not something you were about to ignore.
From your statement alone, the silence is immediately gone, there’s a lot of confused yelling and screaming, and Joshua drags Seungcheol off the ground and pins him against the wall. Some of the boys are trying to get Joshua off of Seungcheol, some of the boys are cheering, and this party turned from a fun mess to a hot mess in a matter of minutes.
“You have thirty seconds to explain yourself before I kick you the hell out”, Joshua says to Seungcheol, their faces only a face inches apart.
Without missing a beat, Seungcheol yells over everyone else’s voices:
“I THOUGHT SHE WAS JEONGHAN!”
Joshua loosens his grip and is like “u wot m8”, trying his best not to laugh.
“She looked like Jeonghan from behind, I didn’t even know there was going to be a girl here!”, Seungcheol further explains.
Joshua lets go of Seungcheol completely and is like “so what you’re saying is… you were going to just walk into this party late… and not announce your presence… and grab Jeonghan’s ass?”
Seungcheol just smiles the cheekiest grin and you lose it. You’re not mad at all anymore, you’re doubled over in laughter, laughing so hard you can’t even breathe.
You catch your breath and eventually say, “So I met my soulmate by him grabbing my ass, because he thought I was a guy??”
Everyone’s like “wait soULmATe?!”
After the chaos of that situation died down, you took Seungcheol into the kitchen and got some ice from the fridge for his swollen cheek. You were both a little ashamed of hitting him and a little proud of how much force you packed in that punch.
“Did you have to punch me that hard?”, he whined as you pressed the ice up to his face.
“Does it look like you have the right to complain right now?”, you said with a smile on your face. You get to spend the rest of your life with someone as ridiculous as this. In the best way possible, though.
You two spend the rest of that night sitting on the kitchen counter, introducing yourselfs and chatting the night away.
And getting more ice from the fridge for Seungcheol’s face, rip.
I got inspired by Shawn singing at his friend’s wedding so I wrote an imagine where you tell drunk Mendes that you’re pregnant.
Requests are open!
„See that‘s what happens when I eat every second of the day
with you“ I tell Shawn laughing while he‘s trying to zip my dress. But the
reason why I‘m too big for this dress is not eating, I‘m pregnant and Shawn
doesn‘t know that. No one knows that. „I still love you, even with that little
tummy of yours“ Shawn says sweetly while pecking me on the lips. I hope You
will still love me.
„They are so beautiful“ I whisper to Shawn while looking at
the bride and groom. „I promise you. One day both of us will be standing there“
I squeeze his hand and smile. I hope.
I look at Shawn singing the song he wrote for his friends
and smile. I love this boy more than anything. „Hi honey, I haven‘t seen you eat or drink
today“ Karen sits next to me. My gaze shifts from the wedding couple dancing
their first dance to Shawn‘s mother. „Oh, I just don‘t feel like eating or
drinking today“ Or maybe just know that
I probably will puke after eating. I nervously giggle, while silently praying that
she will drop this subject. „Just don‘t starve yourself, you already look so
thin“ ha see you after 8 months. I will look like a troll. Petite and fat. Hell
even troll will look better than me. I start clapping when the first dance is
over and now everyone is pulling their second halfs to the dance floor. I spot
Shawn coming to me. „Princess, will you dance with me?“ I gently take Shawn‘s
hand and let him lead me to dance floor. „You did amazing, love“ I smile while
looking up at him. „I felt more nervous than I do at my concerts“ Shawn laughs.
Soon Shawn is teared away from me and I find my way to
people i talked before. „Ladies?“ guy comes to us with champagne glasses,
everyone takes except for me. „Sorry“ I sheepishly smile. „So Y/N, how long you
and Shawn are together?“ someone I don‘t really remember asks „Almost two years“
I grin while finding in the distance Shawn already looking at me. He soon comes
to me and wraps his hands around me from behind. „Exspecting babies or marriage
soon?“ not exspecting this question I start coughing. „You okay, princess?“
Shawn asks concerned. „Yeah, yeah..“
„Look Shawn, he‘s so cute“ I laugh while pointing at the
cute boy dancing. Shawn joins me laughing. But soon his face changes into
frown. „Is everything alright?“ I ask gently touching his face. Shawn nods his
head. „Is just that I‘ve been thinking. Especially after Janet asked us about
marriage and babies“ I start to play nervously with my bracelets. It‘s
something I always do in the moments like these. „I want to marry you, Y/N,
have ki…“ „Come here Shawn¡“ Matt interrupts him. Shawn and Matt looks at me questioningly
I nod my head and smile „Go“ Shawn still looks at me but quickly kisses me and
goes to drink with his friends.
„Shawn, where‘s our room?“ I ask him slighly laughing. „Maybe
here“ he points at the random door. „No love, it says Karen and Manny, that‘s
not ours. You told me that you know where our room is“ I whine at the sight of
drunk Shawn. „Why can‘t we go to a random room?“ he looks at me like I‘m
stupid. „Because it‘s 4 in the morning and everyone is sleeping except for you
and a few of your friends“ I roll my eyes smiling. „Oh my god Shawn“ I squeal when
I hear Shawn bumping his head into wall. He starts to laugh really loud. „Shhh,
baby, shh, everyone is sleeping“ I try to calm him while laughing myself. I
quickly start to kiss him so he would
shut up „Maybe I shoud yell more“ he winks at me.
After forever we finally found our room. Shawn insisted that
our room was on the biggest house there, even tho I told him that it was the
place where bride and groom will be sleeping but because drunk Shawn is
stubborn we took like 30minutes to actually find our room. „Shawn please take
off your clothes“ I whine looking at the boy almost sleeping with his suit on.
He groans and starts taking it off. I do the same thing with my dress. As I
cuddle up to him he whispers „You looked beautiful today, just like always“ his
lips leaving wet kisses on my neck. I smile and kiss him on the lips. When his
breathing calms and I‘m sure that he‘s asleep I whisper while putting his arms
on my tummy „You‘re going to be a dad, Shawn“
I shiver when my feet touches cold ground. Trying not to wake
up Shawn I get up from bed and walk to my bags where my other clothes are. I
quickly put my clothes on and with a makeup bag I walk to toilet where I wait
for my morning sickness. After I puke, I
do my make up and go straight to the lobby where most people are already
talking and eating.
As I drink my tea I spot Shawn coming. Soon he‘s stopped by
his dad. I send Shawn smile and turn around to keep talking with people around
„Hi princess“ Shawn greets me while kissing my lips. When he sits next to me I
lean into him and wrap my hands around him. „You look green, love“ I laugh at
him. He slighly groans „Why didn‘t you tell me to stop drinking?“ he asks
looking at him. „Cmon, we‘re going to take walk around“ I say standing up and
pulling him with me.
„Y/N?“ Shawn asks with a serious tone. I look up to him. „I
don‘t really remember what happenned yesterday, at least not clearly but I do
remember what you said before I fell asleep“ I froze. Did he hear me. „Am I
really going to be a dad?“ Shawn asks with hope in his eyes. I put his hands on
my tummy and nod my head. Soon I see tears rolling down his cheeks. I gently
whipe them away with my thumb „We‘re going to be parents, Shawn“ I say grinning.
„I love you“ „I love you too“
Keith + the shit that got him expelled from the Garrison
- never wore the school uniform. Ever.
- adopted fucking????? 3 pets. 1 gold fish (Froggy) a corgi (God) and a persian cat (Baby)
- built his own motorcycle in the Garrison workshop and no one??? Noticed???? He would use it to go to petsmart and get his pets food
- skipped class to go to a flower shop and buy succulints
- was found eating a banana on the roof of Iversons car
- probably did some major graffiti
- offered to give people temporary tattoos in exchange for notes
- never payer attention in class. Aced basically of them.
- chewed gum in the flight sim
- never wore a seat belt in his life
- came out to the entire class by responding to an order with “this is homophobia”
- never called anyone sir in his life
- spent an entire day on the roof eating an entire pot of mac n cheese
- carried a knife around with him everywhere
- made a teacher quit simply because he drank an entire pot of chi tea in class. An entire fucking pot
- but the real reason why????? It took one simple interaction:
Iverson: Keith, you’re the best pilot we’ve got. I need you to get your head in the game, kid-
Keith: oh my god that’s really familiar??? Like this one kid in my class said that something like that and everyone yelled “what team? Wildcats! What team! Wildcats! Get your head in the game!” It was so weird I thought it was a cult or something
Iverson: have you never seen high school musical??
Keith: the what?
Iverson: in sorry keith but,,,,, your expelled. This is unacceptable
Keith: uh okay????
Mista and Trish Romance, is it Canon? DEEP ANALYSIS AHEAD
While I was re-reading Vento Aureo (mostly to find some good Giorno and Mista stuff for my analysis on their relationship..still need to finish that eventually) I also wanted to explore Mista and Trish’s relationship, since a lot of Jojo fans assume they got together after the end of Vento Aureo.
I love and respect Trish’s character wholeheartedly, she is one of my favorite female characters in Jojo. As a confused 15 year old girl, she was able to develop her stand and contribute to the team, even though she was surrounded by violent criminals trying to kidnap her (and a father who wanted her dead). With that being said, a lot of Jojo fans assume she and Mista are a canon pairing, because of their interactions after they switched bodies, and because of that one image of Trish grinding on Mista in Jojo Agogo. In fact, when I read the shitty b&w scans of VA, I thought that too, especially when I kept seeing that Jojo Agogo cropped image of them dancing, being posted everywhere.
But when I saw the entire image, and looked through all the other Jojo Agogo poses (this book is a riot, there’s one scene of Killer Queen being groped and lifted up by The World), I realized right away that this was just a glamorous fan-service thing Araki made. I mean..there are Squadra members participating in this dance party (look at Fugo and Risotto, they are being so gay..despite having never met each other in the story) and though I’d like to think they all just randomly stopped fighting, invited Fugo back, and started a dance party (before the Squadra members got killed)..it’s safe to say this has no real basis in the canon story.
So what do we know about Mista and Trish’s relationship from the canon narrative? Well, he likes to check out her “goods” in the earlier chapters of the story…and that’s all we really know in terms of his attraction to her. Mista is a bit of a lech so that isn’t surprising at all, I mean he lets Giorno put his hand in his pants to help him “aim” his pistol, and the story notes that Mista, before joining Passione, called out to women.
After that….there’s barely any interaction between Mista and Trish. In fact, it seems like he just completely loses interest her. In that scene above, he is upset.while staring at Trish’s tatas..because he fears the boss will come after him for looking at his daughter like that. After the gang betrays the boss, he has free reign to pursue her without worrying about that anymore, but he chooses not to.
In fact, he decides to join Bruno because he wanted to be second in command after the boss is killed, and because he trusts Giorno’s judgement..he doesn’t want to do that for Trish’s sake (which is the opposite from Bruno’s motives, who acted in the heat of the moment by protecting her). By that point in the story, he seems to not care all that much about Trish in a “romantic” context, and focuses his attention on a certain blonde haired “protagonist” instead. If he truly was interested in her, he would try to talk to her more..but he never does…at all..until they switch bodies.
(after Notorious BIG fight from the group pose they do when the plane is landing, notice how Trish is just standing off to the side and these two are cuddling wtf lmao).
When they switch bodies because of Silver Chariot Requiem, everyone is freaking the fuck out because they aren’t in their original bodies. Trish has the most over the top reaction to this. Right away we learn that she doesn’t find Mista attractive at all. Also when Mista touches Trish’s boobs while he is in her body, his reaction is, “why the fuck do i have these!?” not “oh my god i have boobies hell yeah!!” Also poor Mista, he is upset that she thinks he is some hairy smelly freak of nature. And honestly, I would yell at Mista too and tell him to stop touching me, if I was in her position as well.
Here, the most important part, is Mista saying, “You think I really want to touch you?” He’s affirming that he’s not really interested in her that way by asking that rhetoric question. It could also be him just acting defensive, but Mista is a straightforward kind of guy, he says what is his on his mind and doesn’t think too hard about situations…in fact that is a huge aspect of his personality. Which is why when he said that, I believe he was being honest towards the way he felt about her in that point in the narrative.
Also when Trish runs to Giorno, who is in Narancia’s body, Mista says “Now you really want to die huh” and I busted out laughing. If that isn’t some kind of weird overprotective comment (implying he means: don’t you dare touch my giorno) I don’t know what is. I highly doubt that Mista is saying Giorno would harm her, because that is out of character for Giorno’s personality, he never hurts people, not even in a comical way, unless they are morally bad in his eyes. Both Trish and Mista know this about his personality. At that point Mista was getting sick of her criticisms, and when she runs to Giorno, that was the final straw for him haha.
But it’s not all bad between them! Once they get back to their original bodies, they have such a cute moment together omg. I loved these scenes, poor Mista was feeling self conscious about his body odor, and Trish tells him that she misses it! Now from that line alone, I definitely can understand why people assumed they may have gotten together after the story ended. However, Trish says his fingers are still freaky..which is basically her reaffirming that she isn’t attracted to him in that way (remember, she said his fingers were dirty and hairy earlier). And Mista doesn’t take that to heart, hence the super cute moment they have when they laugh (reminds me of the weird things me and my friends do when we laugh off awkward situations as well).
In fact, Hato and Joshu, who are brother and sister in Jojo part 8 (jojolion) have an exact same moment where they turn to each other and laugh, mimicking Mista and Trish’s pose in that final scene. (ugh I WISH I had that saved, it’s adorable).
(in the final cover pose, Trish turns away from the surviving members, while Giorno and Mista touch hands. The hand touching symbolizes their fates are tied together. Meanwhile, Trish’s pose follows the direction of Bruno’s extended leg, symbolizing she is going to listen to his advice for her: which is to restart her life after they defeat her father.)
Having looked through all of their interactions, I don’t think, by the end of Vento Aureo, that they were interested in each other romantically. However, I can see them becoming close friends. All we really know about Trish after the story is over, is that Bruno gives her his house to live in and wishes for her to go to school in that area. (imo Trish and Bruno have a much deeper meaningful connection with a potential romance, I can do a meta post on them if yall want that)
Also, in Purplehaze feedback (the novella about Fugo rejoining passione, which imo is canon because the jojo games think it is, the Japanese fans love it, and Araki gives it his seal of approval by adding his own illustrations on what the characters look like in the book) Trish is a popstar, that strays from passione. In a radio interview, she refers to them as “a group of friends” that she “owes a debt to.” Giorno then says the following to Fugo:
“In Venice, you said we didn’t even know what kind of
music she liked. Now you do.”
He raised the glass to his lips, took a sip, and put it back on
“We didn’t help her with this, you know. We don’t do that
any more. She got the recording contract on her own merits.”
And with that, he moves on to talk about Fugo’s betrayal. If Trish were still very close to them, Giorno would have mentioned it right away, because he was trying to make Fugo feel guilty for abandoning them. However, it seems like she isn’t and to me, that is OKAY. Though Trish proved herself by fighting with the crew, at the end of the day, she isn’t a gangster, so why would she stay close to them? I’m sure she contacts them and maybe visits them from time to time, but passione is still a violent organization, despite Giorno’s good intentions. They are mobsters that violently pursue underground drug trafficking and dangerous stand users. For a popstar, that is not good publicity.
Now I’m not saying you can’t ship those two, please ship away! I love seeing fanarts of them, but in terms of canon, based on what we have so far, I highly doubt they get together romantically.
If you guys want to see me do more meta posts on jojo characters/relationships, I’ll do it, give me some suggestions!
All of us were at a cabin for Smosh Winter Games! Wes and I have been married for a year now and we want to add onto our family. We’ve tried several times and nothing has worked. That was until one day.
I woke up feeling super sick. I threw up my guts and I was just tired. I went to bed early last night as well. This is weird. My stomach is also very sensitive right now. Sarah pulled me to the side and talked to me.
“Hey, I think you should get a pregnancy test.” “What why?” “Why do you think?! You’re having all the symptoms of a pregnancy!” I think for a minute and I gasp. “Oh my god. I am.” She smiles and nods. “Okay, I’m going to get you a pregnancy test and if it’s positive, you’re going to the doctor!” I squeal happily and she goes to get me the test.
“Oh. My. God. It’s positive! Sarah!” I yell. “What? Is it positive?!” She says as she rushes into the bathroom. I nod as my eyes fill with tears. She squeals and calls a doctor. “They squeezed you in. You’re going to get an ultrasound!” I cry tears of joy. This is actually happening. I’m having Wes’s baby.
On the way home from the doctor, I think of a cute way to tell everyone including Wes. “Sarah, stop at a bakery.” “Why? Cravings?” “No. I thought of a cute way to tell everyone.” She smiled widely and stops. I get 2 dozen donuts and I tape the ultrasound picture to it and write the words, “Eat up everyone. My mommy can’t be the only one with a belly!” Sarah laughs. “That’s great!”
We walk in and gather everyone into the living area. “Okay guys! Sit!” Everyone does and I smile. “Alright. Read.” I open the box and all the girls squeal and the boys mouths drop. Wes stands up, crying. “No way. Are you serious?” I set the box down and nod. He smiled and scoops me into a huge hug. He laughs and kisses me passionately. Everyone claps and some are crying as well. Wes places his large hands on my stomach and he whispers, “Hey, baby. It’s me. Your daddy. I’m going to try to be the best daddy okay? I promise.”
I couldn’t believe that in two weeks I would be
getting married to the love of my life, Thorin Durin. We had met at the store a few years ago,
there was some flirting, a horrible first date, but an amazing second one…now
here we were.
What was even more amazing was my maid of honor
was able to fly in for this weekend! I
told her she didn’t have to, but she said there was no way in hell she was
missing my bachelorette party. She
insisted, even though she lived eight hours away, that she would pan
It had been interesting, she had so many things
planned, turning it from a bachelorette party to a bachelorette day. There was some fun things during the day,
lunch and games, a paint balloon fight, movies, and it was now winding down,
leaving just me and the wedding party at a friend’s house.
Request:Hello can you do an imagine where Jc gives the reader a lot of hickeys and the housemates tease both of them please 💕💕
WARNINGS: slightly sexual jokes
“Is the A/C on? Cause it’s hot as fuck in here,” you gasped fanning yourself with your hands before pulling your hoodie off. “The A/C is on babe,” Jc laughed sitting down at the island. “Hey (y/n), you wanna go swimming?” Franny asked getting up and starting towards her room already knowing that your answer would be yes. You nodded running towards your room to change into a swim suit. Jc followed behind you grabbing a pair of swim trunks off the floor when he walked in. “I look okay?” You asked walking out a of the closet and lifting your arms to give a 360 spin. “Hot,” he smirked running his hands up and down your body. He looked shocked for a second before he started laughing. Your face laced with confusion wondering why he was laughing. “I’m sorry baby,” he laughed moving your hair away from your neck and collar bones. You didn’t even have to ask what is was, immediately aware of the fact that you were covered in hickeys. You pulled your hair back down to cover them in embarrassment, your cheeks tinted pink.
“C'mon (y/n), get in the pool with me!” Franny whined having gotten tired of the boys after an hour of messing around in the pool. You sighed getting up from the lounge chair and pulled your hair up into a bun to keep it from getting wet before getting in the water. “Woah,” Kian laughed looking at your neck and collar bones. You had completely forgotten that they were even there and slowly sunk down into the water so they were no longer visible. “Oh my god Jc! You’re terrible!” Franny yelled laughing whilst pulling you towards her to get a better look. “Why is everyone yelling?” Bobby asked walking out with his camera in hand. “Have fun last night?” Corey laughed causing a scowl to escape your lips. Jc laughed pulling you against him. “I hate all of you,” you groaned leaning your head back against his shoulder. “Looks like someone enjoys a little aggression,” Kian smirked looking at the two of you. “Is this you kink shaming me Kian? Cause I recall you telling me last week about how you-” He cut you off shoving his hand over your mouth, “I swear to god (y/n)!” You laughed when Jc shoved him off you. “I like them,” Jc whispered running a thumb over your collar bone. “Of course you like them!” You laughed smacking his chest lightly. “Ow!” He yelled laughing. “Don’t be a baby, baby!” “Looks like you both enjoy a little pain,” Corey smirked at you two before laughing. “Shut up man,” Jc groaned.
This is based off a session of headcannoning (That’s not a word, but it should be) with @nayavelazquez. It’s ridiculous and not that well written tbh, but I hope you like it, love. I know I promised this to you months ago and look! I finally wrote it! Again I wish you a very happy birthday <3 This is basically just Solangelo fighting over Bohemian Rhapsody lyrics because nobody can convince me they do not have midnight dance parties and Bohemian rhapsody is the best song to do that to so. Enjoy!
Anyway the wind blows
‘You weren’t even alive when that song was popular!’
‘As if you
were listening to music then?’
‘It was a casino. There was a radio. They played
music, thank you very much.’
and Nico di Angelo’s voices were filling the quiet that normally engulfed Camp
Half-Blood at night. They were probably the only ones awake and had been for a
while. At three in the morning, everyone was in bed and if it was known that
Will Solace was in the Habes cabin at this hour, it probably wouldn’t end well.
Not only did the rule that no two campers of opposite gender were allowed to be
alone change so that Nico and Will weren’t allowed either, (Not that that rule
was taken seriously; it was probably the one rule that got broken the most.)
more important was the fact that it was at night. Two teenage, hormonal boys alone with their boyfriend at night? Some
shocking, inappropriate things were bound to happen!
Well… a lot
of things did happen, but maybe not
necessarily what you’d expect. The two boys had been engaged in an intense
lip-sync battle, that quickly escalated to them simply singing at the top of
their lungs and dancing around the cabin; the one dance move more ridiculous
than the previous one.
Will had an
old mp-3 that didn’t give off any signals to monsters and he had every single popular song on it. From All you need is love to Baby to I can’t help falling in love to High
School Musical to Money, Money, Money
to Bohemian Rhapsody. Nico,
surprisingly, or not so surprisingly, knew most of the older ones. Will saw it
as his personal duty to educate Nico on modern pop culture and he took that
moment the music was drowned out by their arguing, though. When Bohemian Rhapsody
had come on, everything had gone downhill.
Prompt: “I think you forgot who wears the pants in this relationship” + “I’ll just tell your mom on you.” With Tyler Bate? Requested: by anon Warnings: None Words: 900+
“I regret this” you said as Tyler held the door open for you to get into the car. You were in England with NXT and Tyler’s family were having a little get together because he hadn’t been home in a long time. So after 10 months of dating, Tyler thought it would be a good idea to introduce you to his family. And you did too. Until the day actually came.
“You’ll be fine, they will love you” Tyler smiled closing the door and getting into the driver’s seat. It was a just over a 2-hour drive from London to Tyler’s parent’s house in Dudley and you thought that would give you time to prepare yourself but it just made you more nervous. “We’re here” Tyler smiled turning the car off. You sighed leaning your head back against the headrest. “Gorgeous, don’t worry they will love you”
“I’m not good with parents” You sighed as Tyler grabbed your hand walking towards the house “Oh god, we should have brought something, like a bottle of wine or some food. oh god why didn’t we bring anything?!”
“Don’t know if you’ll understand, but it’s like I ate a magnet My body pulls the girls around me, can’t do a thing So many times already, this single day? I’m just too popular”
You didn’t want to admit it. You hated how he’d managed to worm his way into your thoughts. He was already in so many other girls’ minds, he had no reason to be in yours. But he was. And he wouldn’t get out.
But Mark was different. He was quieter than the rest of his group, he was sweet and caring and you guessed that was what drew you to him (along with lots of the female population of your school). Mark and his friends were the popular boys, and every girl had a crush on at least one of them. Annoyingly, you were not excluded in that. You’d tried so hard to keep away from them because you knew they were glorified players, but it had been difficult seeing as your friends liked to talk about them daily. You wouldn’t join in of course, unless it was to poke fun at them.
“Just wait Y/N, you’ll be under their spell soon enough.” Your best friend had smirked. You scoffed, rolling your eyes at her playfully.
“Yeah, when pigs fly.” And it seemed like pigs were going to sprout wings that very day.
As you made your way to your next class after lunch, you were prevented from doing so by two boys standing in the small corridor. You slowed down, assessing the scene before you. They were clearly in a heated argument, their hushed voices hard to make out but their tense bodies being a giveaway. You were about to speak when the first fist went flying. A quiet squeak of shock left your lips as they fell to the floor, continuing to attack each other.
“Stop!” You shouted, unsure of what to do. You’d never been in this situation and were understandably panicking. “Stop it!” No teachers were around at all; they must’ve still been in the staff room. You made an executive decision - albeit a possibly stupid one - and grabbed the boy on the top, hauling him away from the second. He looked up at you and your eyes met Mark’s equally shocked pair. The second boy lunged for Mark again but, for reasons unknown to you, you moved to protect the boy and push the second back. “Stop fighting!” You scolded. You recognised the other boy as he was in the year below you, but you didn’t know his name. “Just stop, there’s no need to hurt each other.”
“What is going on here?” A shrill voice made all three of you jump. You turned to look at the teacher, eyes wide as she glared at all of you. She could see the disheveled appearances of the boys and the bruises beginning to form, and you standing right in the middle of it. Her glare hardened as she opened her mouth and barked a word that had never been directed towards you before: “Detention!”
That’s where you ended up once the last bell of the day rang. You entered the classroom and made your way to the back by the window, wanting to be as out of the way as possible. You looked around at the other students and noticed how they were all the usual rough troublemakers. “Hey, new girl!” A boy called out. You glanced over at him and recognised him as the boy who had fought Mark, only he now had a big bruise along his jaw and a cut on his nose. He was looking right at you. “Are you dating Tuan?” Your eyes widened as you shook your head vigorously.
“No! Why would you say that?” You replied, your cheeks heating up. He shrugged, slightly smirking.
“You tried to protect him. It was a bold move for a girl.” You frowned at his growing smirk. “But if you’re not with Tuan, then you’re fair game.” He stood from his seat and started making his way towards you.
“Excuse you?” You questioned in disgust. “Who the hell do you think you are?” Your voice was strong and steady but your hands were shaking. You clenched them together under the desk and hoped he couldn’t tell how much you were panicking inside.
“I think I’m your next-”
“You’re not her next anything.” A voice interrupted. You sighed in relief. You watched as Mark glared at the younger boy. “Sit your ass back down and shut up.” He growled.
“You better watch your back Tuan.” The boy snarled. “Your girlfriend won’t always be there to protect you.” Mark rolled his eyes as he walked over to you and sat down in the seat next to yours.
“Hey.” He said softly with a sweet smile. You stared at him, shocked at how he could change from tough and intimidating to cute and sweet in two seconds flat. You noticed how he had a bruise by his left eyebrow, but other than that he seemed okay.
“Hi.” Your voice shook as you replied. You cleared your throat, blushing as you looked away.
“It’s Y/N right?” Mark asked. You nodded, slightly offended that he wasn’t sure on your name even though you had three different classes with him this year. “I wanted to thank you for what you did earlier. It was really brave of you and I’m sorry that you got into trouble over it.”
“Oh, it’s okay. I didn’t even know it was you.” You said quietly and you swore you saw disappointment flash across his face. “I didn’t think you got into fights.”
“I don’t usually. But that kid really needed some sense beat into him.” He smiled. You laughed slightly.
“Yeah, I think he could do with some more of that.” Mark continued to talk to you in the same soft voice for the rest of detention, making you laugh a lot and completely calming you down. When the teacher who couldn’t have been less interested in the students in his classroom finally told you that you could all leave, everybody practically sprinted out of the classroom. Mark walked beside you as you left the building and headed towards the gates.
“You know, I’ve never really heard you speak before today.” Mark said as you paused at the gates.
“Oh, yeah I don’t like speaking in front of people.” You admitted. “But don’t worry, you’re not missing out on anything!” You laughed awkwardly.
“I’m positive that’s not true.”
You didn’t think anything of your newfound fondness towards the quieter popular boy until lunch the next day. You were sat with your group, listening to them once again talk about Mark and his friends. “You’ll never guess what I heard in maths this morning!” Your best friend exclaimed as she sat down with her food. She didn’t wait for anyone to reply before continuing. “Mark was talking to Jackson about some girl! And it wasn’t just some hook up! It seemed like he really liked her! He was going on and on about how amazing she was and how pretty she was and how cute she was. It was cute and gross at the same time!” Your friends immediately started discussing who they thought it could be whilst you sat there quietly, a horrible feeling in the pit of your stomach. You didn’t know what it was, but you had a horrible inkling it was jealousy and you didn’t like it. Not one bit.
You decided it was best to keep your distance from Mark. He had so many girls after him and you noticed it that day more than you ever had before. Every time you saw him talking to a girl (and they always seemed to be touching him?) you were wondering if she was the one he was talking to Jackson about and you hated it. You hated how you’d become like the rest of the girls in your year. You were just another fangirl, pining over a popular boy. But you couldn’t help it. Mark had been so sweet and he’d tried so hard to make you feel comfortable around him. He’d asked you questions to get to know you and made you laugh and he was just - you groaned as you caught yourself thinking about him yet again. Throughout the day you had accidentally caught his gaze and had to look away quickly, pretending like it didn’t happen. Why was he suddenly everywhere? Why couldn’t you have a minute without him showing up?
“Hey Y/N.” Speak of the devil and he shall appear. You lifted your head and gulped as you saw Mark’s sweet smile.
“Hi Mark.” You replied quietly. He pulled out the chair next to yours and sat down, pulling his history book and pen out of his bag. You watched him with wide eyes, unsure of how to tell him that that was actually your friends seat.
“How’s your day been?” He asked.
“Oh, it’s been okay. Um, actually that’s-” You paused as you met your friends eyes as she walked into the class. Her eyes widened almost comically and a grin spread across her face. She winked at you multiple times as she sat in Mark’s previous seat and shot you a thumbs up. You shook your head at her, trying to tell her it wasn’t what she thought. You heard her loud scoff as she rolled her eyes. Mark turned to look at her too.
“Oh, sorry. Was this her seat? Should I move?” He asked you.
“No!” You said quickly. You blushed and mentally yelled at yourself for sounding desperate. “I mean, she doesn’t mind. I don’t either.” So much for avoiding him. “How was your day?”
You’d been mentally preparing yourself all morning for lunch. You quietly took your seat beside your best friend. The table was quiet, and you couldn’t express how much that scared you. Once everyone was present, they blew up.
“You and Mark!”
“Why didn’t you tell us?!”
“I can’t believe we didn’t know you were talking to Mark Tuan!”
“You were the one he was talking about in maths!”
“Oh my god he loves you!”
“Guys stop!” You hissed. Your whole face turned bright red as you glanced around the canteen and saw everyone staring at you, a large number of girls glaring daggers. You made the mistake of looking over at Mark’s table and saw he was also staring at you. Even from this distance you could see the blush on his cheeks. You turned back to your friends and glared at them. “I didn’t tell you because there was nothing to tell. We are not talking, I’m not the one he was talking about in maths, and he most definitely does not love me.” You grabbed your bag and stood up, leaving the canteen as quickly as you could, ignoring your friend’s calls. You spent the rest of lunch in the toilets hiding from everybody. You decided to leave just before the bell rang so that you would miss the crowds and not have to speak to anyone.
Opening the door, you headed out into the corridor and froze. Some girl from the year above had Mark pressed against the wall, her hands on his chest and her body pressed against his. You wanted to look away, but you seemed unable to. Mark’s hands were on her waist and he was looking at her seriously. You were knocked out of your daze by a hand grabbing your arm and dragging you around the corner. A squeak of surprise left your lips and you came face to face with two girls from the year above, ones you believed were friends with the girl currently melded to Mark.
“Stop spying on them you perv.” The first, a blonde with light brown eyes snarled.
“I wasn’t. I’d just come out of the toilets.” You explained.
“Yeah, sure. We heard what your friends said.” The second, a ginger, smirked nastily. “You’re in love with Mark.”
“I am not in love with Mark at all. My friends said nothing like that.” You frowned.
“Mark would never like you.” The blonde laughed. “He’s way out of your league. How could you even think he would ever get with you?”
“I don’t think that and I never said I did.” You were quickly losing patience with these girls.
“Alright listen up.” She snarled, moving much closer to you than you liked. “You stay away from him. Let someone who actually has a chance get with him. You never even speak, so you couldn’t possibly get with him because you’re so stupid you can’t talk.”
“You’re not pretty either!” The ginger piped up. “Mark’s way too gorgeous for you!”
“Alright I got it. Stay away from Mark.” You said quietly, going to move past them, trying to ignore their words.
“Y/N wait!” Mark’s voice made you stop in your tracks. You turned to face him and caught the glare he was sending the two girls way. He looked to you and his expression softened immediately. You frowned at this. Was it because he pitied you? He felt sorry for you because of what your friends had said? You glanced behind him to see the girl who was pressed again him with a very angry look on her face. “Can we talk?” Mark asked you.
“I told you to keep her away whilst I spoke to him!” The third girl snapped at the other two, whilst they apologised.
“Uh, I don’t think that’s a good idea.” You responded awkwardly.
“Please Y/N?” He begged. You sighed, nodding. He smiled slightly, taking your arm gently and pulling you down the corridor, far away from those girls.
“Listen, Mark.” You started awkwardly. “I’m really sorry about my friends and what they said. They just really love you and your group and saw something that wasn’t there and I’m sorry.” You rushed out.
“It wasn’t there?” He asked, frowning.
“It wasn’t there? So you don’t like me?”
“Uh, no?” Your answer sounded much more like a question.
“That’s a shame.” Mark sighed.
“What? Why?” You were so confused.
“You were the girl I was talking to Jackson about in maths.” He smiled at your shocked and confused expression. You were cute.
“I think you’re beautiful. And I also think you’re really kind and cute and smart. I know we’ve only really talked twice but I want to get to know you better and I’d really like to take you out sometime, if that’s alright with you?” His smile turned into a grin as you looked even more shocked and confused.
“You think I’m…” you tailed off, staring at him. You seemed to snap out of it and a light blush coated your cheeks. “Oh, yeah, definitely. I’d like that too.” You grinned back. The bell rang and the hoard of students immediately surrounding you really broke you out of your happy daze. You were painfully aware of the stares you were getting and the people that were whispering. Mark noticed how uncomfortable you were and smirked mischievously. Wrapping his arms around your waist, he pulled you against his chest. “What are you doing?” You whispered as you stared into his eyes.
“Giving them something worthwhile to whisper about.” He murmured before pressing his lips to yours.
A/N ~ I hope you enjoyed! Feedback’s always welcomed
Summary:You work for the company that publishes Hamilton: The Revolution.
Words: Approx. 6070
Author’s Note: Headsup, I’ve split the chapter up into 3 parts just to avoid glitches.
Disclaimer: Artistic liberties taken regarding the publishing world and timeline. I’ve put the warnings below and tagged them as well just in case. As always, let me know if there are any glaring mistakes.
“Go, please,” you begged, finally making eye contact with him again.
Your stare was a force that pushed Lin’s feet towards the door. Your gaze bore into him as he walked away. He opened the door and glanced back only to see suffering, loneliness, longing, pleading stare back at him; your eyes held all those emotions and many more. It took everything he had not to turn around and kiss away your every tear and ounce of pain he caused, but you had made yourself clear. You didn’t want him.
something terrible happened and you are very depressed. Steve finds you crying
in the shower and helps you out. Afterwards, he comforts you and tells you
stories of his past to help you calm down until you fall asleep.
this was a little later than I expected. So sorry!!!!!
Hurt/Comfort, Angst, fluff
angst, depressed thoughts, fluff
A/n: IF YOU HAVE
NOT SEEN CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE FIRST AVENGER, HUGE FUCKING SPOILER ALERT. That
You were seated
in the shower, crying your eyes out as the water desperately tried to cling to
your body like an embrace to help soothe you but falling down instead. Just ten
minutes earlier, you were on the phone and hearing the news that your father
had been killed.
You were just
getting ready to take a shower when you heard a knock on the front door. You
ran to the door and opened it, a hopeful feeling that it was Steve coming home
from his mission.
dropped when you saw two men in military uniforms. One you recognized as your
dads best friend Colonel Jacobey Trenton. He took off his cap, held it to his
chest and you bit your lip. He had tears in his eyes and you put a hand up to
your mouth. He handed you your father’s dog tags and stated, choking on the
You took them
and cried out, holding them and his cap to your chest, falling to your knees.
Jake held you in a tight embrace and whispered.
“I tried so
You sobbed into
his chest, holding onto him and cried out.
You gasped and
pulled back, looking with wide teary eyes.
told her…we’re currently watching her because she’s suicidal right
You cried and
stood up, shutting the door in his face and walked into the shower, sitting on
the side of the tub and crying into your hands. You mustered the strength to
turn on the shower, undress yourself, wash, then sit and cry,
That was how
Steve found you. You were still sobbing and Steve knelt beside you, asking.
You shook your
head and Steve shut off the water, wrapped a towel around you and you looked up
at his blue eyes. You whispered.
concerned more than ever.
was killed in action…two of his comrades came by today and gave me his dog
tags and his beret.”
Steve sucked in a
breath and hugged you.
You sniffled and
Steve helped you get dressed. You lay on the bed, fingering your dads’ dog tags
after putting them on. Steve lay beside you and stated.
know a story?”
You looked over
at him and he gave you a shy smile. You smiled and nodded. He wrapped you up in
his arms and warned.
to say it now, I was a dork before the serum…”
Steve gave you a
look and you smiled sheepishly. He rolled his eyes and stated, poking your
was a dork. A huge one. Before the serum, when I was in boot camp, I was really
pictures. You were as handsome back then as you are now. So don’t you dare bash
yourself or I’ll slap you.”
Anyways, we were running laps and one of the sergeants training us yelled out
‘Grenade!’ Me being my dorky self fell to the ground and crawled into a ball on
the grenade. What I didn’t realize was that it was a test.”
“A test? Oh
my god Steve.”
He blushed and
laughed. He continued.
know. So I’m lying on the ground and everyone stands up. I’m still in a ball,
wondering why I wasn’t blown to bits when I hear snickering from in front of
me. I sat up, looked around, waiting for an explosion and turned to the sergeants
and Peggy. Guess what I asked.”
You snorted and
“'is this a
You covered you
mouth, laughing and Steve nodded, licking his lips.
“Oh my god
Steven. You meatball.”
You threw your
head back in laughter and patted his knee. You looked at Steve and he smiled at
you. You pursed your lips, smiling and Steve rolled his eyes and waved.
and say it.”
You yelled at
the top of your lungs.
Steve playfully glared at you as you slapped the bed a couple times, laughing
hard and you crawled into his arms, stating.
you dorkface. C'mere you adorable meatball.”
You held him to
you and kissed him softly, giggling into it and he chuckled.
making me feel better.”
haven’t told you the time when Bucky and I were at a movie theatre yet.”
“Oh my god
Steven. What did you do?”
made you think I did something?”
the stories I heard at the Smithsonian, you two were double trouble.”
have told a couple people to shut up and got my butt kicked and was saved by
unlady like and covered your face as Steve reacted what happened.
SWEET PEA NO. I love Juggie, bitch oh my god. What fucking type of ringtone does Betty have? Like what lmao. OHHHHHH ALICE BITCH YOU GOT EXPOSED. Omg I’m crying, that’s hilarious. Forsythe Pendleton Jones the Third can get it, honey. Hot damn that scene of him yelling oh my fucking god. And for once, I agree with Betty about exposing Alice. She deserves it, for trashing on my babies. And awww Archie is jealous, but fucking what’s his face better back the fuck up before Archie fucks him up. GUYS WHAT IF THE KILLER IS BETTY’S BROTHER SO THAT’S WHY HE ONLY TALKS WITH HER. I will stick with that theory until I’m proven wrong. Miss me with that jingle jangle shit. EVERYONE IS HAVING SEXY TIMES AND LIKE ITS COMPLETE BULLSHIT AND IM SO MAD WHAT THE FUCK VERONICA. Betty took it too far, so like fuck her. She cannot talk about anyone being a bad person, like she hasn’t done anything wrong? I swear to god. If Betty leaves Jughead because he’s a Serpent I will fuck up some shit. Nick, you bitch ass boy. Don’t you ever fucking touch my baby or any other girl again or I will personally fuck you up. Alice you’re still hot as fuck, but you’re very judgemental and it’s not okay. JUGHEAD IN A TANK TOP OH MY GOD BITCH. oh my god. FUck you Archie,,,,,, they broke juggie’s heart. And Archie’s mad because the Serpents fought back after he accused them of the murders and decided to come paint his ugly ass red circle on their properties. They didn’t attack him. He came for them duh. Archie was like a real dick for that. And will Jughead forgive Betty once this is all over? WHAT DID NICK DO TO MY FAVORITE REDHEAD’S DRINK? VERONICA AND THE PUSSYCATS BITCH DID NOT COME TO PLAY. why what type of initiation is this? NICK I WILL FUCKING RIP YOUR THROAT OUT. oh ronnie I love you so much. And I’m crying cuz like Juggie omg. I’m getting real fucking tired of her ringtone. I KNEW IT. ITS HER FUCKING BROTHER. Veronica stared at Betty like “what bitch” THEY PLAYING MY BABY HARRY IM CRYING. kay Toni I love you but, can you like,,,,,not? Betty. GUYS I JUST SAW THE PREVIEW FOR THE NEXT EPISODE AND I BROKE DOWN CRYING. WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING? WHO IS THIS FINE ASS MAN? IS FP OUT OF JAIL? WHY ARE THE ARRESTING TONI AND SWEET PEA? did I spell Toni right? I forgot. IM SHOOK. goodnight
When I opened my eyes all I saw was pitch black darkness. A
sensible thing would be to move, but I definitely didn’t feel like it. I liked
lying down, when no one disturbed. And something fluffy under my back (which I
hoped was my silky bed) was too comfortable to leave. Where the hell was I?
After a few minutes of lying in silence, I realized that my
eyes had been closed all along. How stupid of me. I should have opened them. In
fact I didn’t even know if the sun had risen. Or if it had set down at all. This
feeling flowing around in my body was another level of not caring and it felt
good. It felt too good to ever care again.
Suddenly I felt something grab my arms with force and yank
me away from the ground. A strange sensation of dizziness overwhelmed me as
even the darkness around me started to spin.
“Are you kidding me?!” a familiar voice yelled. “Open your
eyes, damn it!”
I tried to do as told. But it was still hard to leave all
that comfort behind.
“Did you get drunk again?!” a voice continued to shout in my
ears. “It’s been more than a week and you’re like this again! What if I hadn’t
found you?!” at that I finally opened my eyes.
A few colors suddenly came into vision as I looked around.
The fluffy bed sheets turned out to be green grass. I could tell it was green,
because the sun had already started to paint the sky with several shades of
blue. I shivered. Was it always this cold at dawn?
I looked around again, this time also seeing a lot of trees.
Tall and short and bushy. The only color different in the scenery was a bright
red set of swings. I was in a park. ‘Not my park’ I thought.
I looked up, this time realizing that the sky above me
was not the sky of my home. I was still away. And right there, I was sure I
didn’t know if I had a home at all.
My body was starting to come out of numbness. With a sigh, I
realized that the hand that had grabbed my arm, was still holding it. Slowly, I
followed my gaze, until the face of its owner came into view.
His face held many emotions. Anger, disappointment, maybe a
little bit of disgust, some more pity and definitely a lot of relief. I looked
at my husband’s face never once leaving it.