ok this is my last gif i have to go now bye

Maid - Joker x Reader imagine part 7 (you wot)

a/n: hiiiiiii *nervously laughs* it’s me again. so… i feel like this will be one of the last parts of this never ending imagine :D but yeah i like this part tbh, i like the storyline and how i’ve written it :) so yeah i hope you like this guys ily

characters: this is new but JOKER, READER, HARLEY QUINN

warnings: guns, swearing, shouting, violence and death


Finally it was the day. The day of our little holiday starting. J had promised me to go on holiday soon and a few days ago, he announced the date. Today. It was finally something different, something I didn’t know I was longing for.  

I was just finishing up both of our packing, as J had asked me to. He was out for business again, saying he’d be back just in time for us to leave. So I was alone with the staff. 

Before finishing up packing, I picked out something to wear now - a simple pink dress with no straps, it ended at mid thigh. It was simple, something I could wear every now and then, so it was perfect for this occasion.

I changed and put the last necessary things in the bags and I was finished. I sighed and sat on the bed, a bit tired. Looking over at the clock, I saw it was almost time to leave. I turned my head back to face the ground and heard gunshots coming from downstairs. I stood up, although very scared and made my way out of the room. I knew it was dangerous, I didn’t know who was down there, but I looked over the wooden railing, only to see Jennifer’s body laying on the ground, blood starting to pool around it. I gasped and put my hand over my mouth, backing away from the railing. 

Loud giggling and footsteps were heard through out the house.

“Puddin’? Is that you?” A female voice exclaimed in a squeal-y tone. Who the hell was that? I daren’t make a noise and just waited for the next thing to happen. The footsteps got closer to the stairs and stopped. “Uh-huh!” The voice said. Oh shit. “I see you, but you’re not Puddin’.” The person took a step on the stairs. “I will come up.” I don’t know why, but I stood frozen, not moving a muscle. Perhaps I was too scared to do anything, so I just stood there, waiting for the person to do something. 

She finally came into my view - it was a woman, a little bit older than me - dressed in a tight costume that seemed to be reminding me of cards, black and red checkered, with a few rhombs here and there and white details around her neck and wrists. Her face and hair were pale, only her pigtails had color at the ends - blue and pink. 

She came closer to me, only a few feet away, and reached out her hand. 

“Hi, I’m Harley Quinn. Who are you and what are you doing here?” She spoke. So she was Harley. But.. J said he had taken care of her. I didn’t answer, completely frozen by the thought that she was the one who killed Jen. “C'mon, speak up.”

“W-well, I’m Y/N, I live here.”

“You live here? But Puddin’ lives here.” She replied with a pout. 

“S-sorry, but who’s Pudding?”

“Don’t act like you don’t know,” she narrowed her eyes. “he’s the one who lives here with you, the one I’m looking for. Mr. J, he prefers also that name.” She explains. Oh. “So, is he here?” I was about to answer, but then I heard the front door open and close.

“Baby, I’m home, we can go now!” J yelled through the house. Oh God, what’s going to happen next? “Oh, my, my, what’s all this? Is somebody visiting?” 

“Puddin’!” Harley exclaimed. She grabbed my arm and put her gun against my temple, dragging me down the stairs to J. A few tears escaped my eyes, I was so scared. Was she going to kill me?

Joker was standing in the middle of the room, his henchmen and dead bodies of the staff around him. I was relieved to see him, but much too afraid of Harley. His stare was with a killing potential, fixed on me and Harley.

“Harley.” He said in a growl. 

“Hi, J.”

“I don’t have much time, so I will get right to the chase. What are you doing here?”

“Oh, I just came by to visit you. Thought a little revenge wouldn’t do any bad. This pretty-faced slut - yours, probably - just happened to be here.” J stalked over to us and put his face close to Harley’s. In one swift motion, he took the gun from her hand and pushed her away from me, punching her in the gut.

Without thought, I ran to him, jumping in his arms with relief.

“J…” I breathed out, feeling his arms go around my waist and I hugged on tightly. “I was so scared. Thank God you’re here.” 

“Don’t worry, baby, this will be settled in a minute.” He growled, holding me close. I pulled back, looking at Harley who was now stretching back up from her crouched position with grunts. J walked me to his henchmen, and they all stood around me. 

Joker walked over to Harley and said:

“Careful. If anyone calls my baby girl like that, they get something bad in return.” He warned.

“She’s your ‘baby girl’ now?” Harley mocked the nickname with disgust in her voice. “Just like I was?”

“She’s different.” Joker growled. “But why should I explain anything to YOU?” He yelled out, slapping her cheek. “YOU should be DEAD!” Another hit to the face. “How did you survive, huh?” He had her against the wall, holding her face. “I blew you up!”

“You obviously didn’t. How am I here, then, baby?” 

“You have no right to call me that!” J said and slapped her again, hitting her in the stomach as well. While Harley was crouched down, coughing blood, he took her gun from the floor and placed it against the back of her head. J pulled her back up straight.

“I would love to torture you, kill you slowly so that you would be begging me to kill you, but… me and my angel have somewhere to go, so I’ll kill you fast.” He said. “Any last words?”

“You will get what you deserve, you manipulative piece of shit!” Harley spat and J fired the gun. He let go of her body and it fell to the ground lifelessly. J had blood all over his face, so he walked into the kitchen and washed it off.

We all heard sirens outside and multiple cars pulling up in the driveway - it was the police. How were they here? 

J rushed over to his henchmen and me, telling them to get our bags from upstairs and other directions. He grabbed my hand and turned my body to his.

“We gotta run, baby girl, can you do that?” He asked and I nodded. Were we gonna die? “We’ll go through the secret door in the basement.” I nodded again. “But whatever you do, don’t look back and hold onto my hand.”

“Yes.” I breathed out. He kissed my cheek and we ran. Down the stairs, into the basement, hearing the police breaking down the front door of our house already. J pressed a button and the secret door opened before us, revealing a long hallway, water at the end of it. Wow, I didn’t know we were that close to the ocean. 

J and I looked over our shoulders, hearing the cops’ voices in the hallway and looked at each other. I smiled at him for no reason and we ran again. With my dress flying around my legs, I could smell the saltiness of the ocean already. This felt so good, running, adrenaline, being with him… I laughed out loud, and he joined with a light chuckle. 

We stopped right before the hallway ended and J looked over at me with a smile. He brought my lips to his in passion, but the kiss was soon interrupted by the police, who were at the other end of the hallway. 

“Baby, we gotta jump before they shoot us.” He said and I looked down at the water. It was dark, crashing in waves, probably cold. I looked back at J and nodded. 

“Together.” I said.

“One… Two… Three!” J counted down and we jumped, holding hands with breaths held in. Our skin was soon met by the freezing cold ocean water, swallowing us up. J pulled us back above the water and I breathed again. He grabbed my cheeks, pulling me close and kissing my lips again.

“It’s freezing, J!” I said, laughing and pulling away. 

“Right. But I want you so bad right now.” He said, looking into my eyes and stroking my cheek.

“I know. But let’s get somewhere safe first.” I said, J nodded.

“There’s a car at the shore, can you swim that far?”

“Well, I don’t really have a choice, do I?” I chuckled and J smiled.

“Let’s go.” He urged. No matter how cold and hard it was, we managed to swim to the shore. We were practically crawling to reach the car, panting. The henchmen pulled us in and drove off immediately.

J felt needy when he pulled me to him once again, kissing me and running his cold, wet hands all over me. I giggled, but kissed back. He was so cold, but weirdly - so warm. He was a man of wonder, what can I say?

“J…” I whispered, pulling back and leaving my hand on his cheek. “I liked that. I was very much afraid of getting killed, but I liked us running away together. I’m so happy you’re here, with me.”

“Oh, baby, what would I do without you?” He asked and kissed me gently. His arm pulled me to his side and I put my hand on his chest, resting my head on his shoulder.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

“You’ll see, baby doll, you’ll see…”


a/n: oK I THINK THAT’S GOOD FOR A HAPPY ENDING YOOHOOOOOO HOWL WITH ME DARLINGS. ANYHOW I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH, THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING, I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS PART AS MUCH AS I DO YIPPY BYE

Title- Baby G

Sub- Omaha Boys

Background- Jack G’s baby sister, singer who is moving to LA

Disclaimer- Only own the plot


I watch as the plan lands, sighing cause LAX seems scarier now than it’s ever been. I’m only fifteen but it’s time I move my career to LA. I step off the plane as I receive a text from my brother Jack saying him and his three best friends are here. It’s a comforting thought that I would get to see my four brothers after a year.
“Jack do you have to go?” I ask crying into my brothers shirt. I knew I wasn’t going to see him for a long time and didn’t want to let him go. “You’re gonna be there soon, it’s not a good bye just a see you later.” He smiles as he wipes the tears off my cheeks. He grabs his stuff and one last hug he’s gone.
He moved out here because of his  career and now it was my turn. But this time he and the others would be here with me. I move towards baggage claim spotting the two jacks already. As soon as I get off the escalator I scream, “JACK” I drop all my stuff as he turns around. Johnson goes to retrieve my stuff as Jack picks me up and hugs me. I wrap my legs around his waist and smile, I had my brother back. “I missed you so so much baby girl.” “I missed you too Jack.” I say choking up a little. We stay like that having our brother and sister moment.
*facetime*
J- How’s Omaha without us (motioning to the rest of the guys.)
Y/n- Lonely (giving him a weak smile)
JJ- Only two more months Baby G
S- Than you will be making music out here in LA
Y/n- I guess so
N- Baby girl we miss you a lot too but you gotta smile a little for us. We don’t need to hear Jack whine about how miserable we are all making you.
J- You’ll be here soon.

 I’m pulled from his arms and into Johnson’s. “Baby G you never ever allowed to leave me again.” He says as he squishes me in his arms. “I promise.”

“Johnson, I need help.” I say into my phone. “"Wassup.” “"I can’t figure out this lyric and the company wants it submitted and I don’t want goer fired and-” “"okay let’s take this one step out at time. Step one is to breathe. Okay calm down. Can you do that.” “"Yeah.” I let out a breathe. “"Ok now explain what you want to say…”

I smile as we go and grab the rest of my luggage. Soon after I realize we are missing two  very important people. “hey where is Sammy and ahh.” I say as Sammy picks me and twirls me. “I’m right here little G and I ain’t going no where.” I laugh as he pulls me into a hug and rambles on about worried he was about me all alone in Omaha. 

“ARE YOU OK!” Sammy screams as I answer the FaceTime call. “"Yes Sammy I’m fine.” I giggle a little bit. “"Well I heard you went on a date and I swear if that guy touched.” “"Sammy I’m ok.” I assure him with a smile. “We should’ve been there to scare him shitless.” He grumbles.

We all catch up as we wait for Nate to come back. I see his tall figure weaving through people as he notices me he picks up his pace. Skate and I have been the closest minus Jack and me of course.
*phone call*
Y/n- (cries) Nate
N- what’s wrong
Y/n- He dumped me and now I’m writing a song about it
N- I’m so sorry he’s a blind idiot, And Sam was right we should’ve beaten the shit out of him. Just know that when you get here no guy will ever not be scared of us. Do you want to talk your brother?
Y/n- No I want to talk to you
N- (chuckles) Well tell me about this new song you’re working on
Y/n- it goes like this, I wish I punched you in the face sooner you fucking fucker
N- I LOVE IT

He and I have a very close bond. I start to run towards him reciprocating what I did with Jack, as I run into his arms. "Saved the best for last didn’t you y/n?” he says as he catches me. “I didn’t have much of a choice.” I retorted as he sets me down. he gives me a smile as we walk to the rest of the boys. Jack gives me a piggy back to the car as the others grab my stuff. “So baby G what do you think of LA.” Sammy asks me as we walk to the car. “It’s much bigger than Omaha.” I say in awe looking at all the sky scrapers. “Don’t worry about it.” Johnson reassures me as we climb into the car. As we drive I look at my brothers, a year changes people. I wonder if I’ve grown up as much as they have in the past twelve months. The rest of the night went pretty smoothly until I attempted to go sleep. The problem is you can’t see the stars in LA. when I got scared or nervous back home I would just look up and watch the stars. but now it’s just smog and sky. “Can’t sleep Y/n?” Jack asks as he enters my room. All the boys have left to go back to their places and now it’s just us two. “There aren’t any stars out.” I respond staring out my window. “What are you talking about I’m staring right at one.” He pulls me into another hug. Because for the first time in a year I had my brothers back.

Imagine attending a family gathering with Jared

I throw my phone across the room, seeing it crash against the couch and finally falling on the floor. I have reached every single one of my friends trying to find someone who could come with me to this boring family meeting I had in a few days, but everyone seemed to be occupied or taken. It’s not like I needed a booty call, I just wanted someone to help me survive a night with my family.

I stare at my phone, trying to decide whether I should go and see if I broke it or not, but I’m too frustrated to move an inch. When the phone comes to life, announcing a new call, I leave aside my frustration and run towards the damned device.

“Yes?!” I answer quickly, not even looking at the caller ID.

“Call Jared”

Not even a hello? Ok. “Emma?”

“Call Jared, he’d go with you”

I throw myself on the couch, letting out a deep sigh, “Jared doesn’t like to go out with me, he’s always avoiding me. Why would he want to go to this thing with me?”

“Just call him, please” Emma asks, probably a bit tired of my dateless situation, “You’ll thank me later”

Without even saying good bye, Emma hangs up on me. I stare at the phone, still processing Emma’s idea. Jared always looked bored around me, he didn’t even look me in the eyes the few times I was able to make him speak to me. The devil was handsome as hell, and going with him would be quite the experience, but I knew he’s answer even before searching for his name on my contacts.

I watch his name for a few seconds, but I’m already in a tight situation, being rejected by Jared wouldn’t affect me as much as I would expect. I dial the number, waiting only a matter of seconds before hearing his voice on the other side of the line.

“Hello?”

He sounds confused, and I would be too if I suddenly receive a phone call from him.

“Hey, Jared” My voice sounds trembly, I’m nervous when I shouldn’t be, there’s no reason for me to be like this, right?

“Oh, hi, how are you?”

“Um… Fine, I guess. You?”

“Fine too, thanks”

Most awkward conversation of my life. We have been on the phone for 10 seconds and it is the most we have talked in the last two years since Emma introduced us.

“Is everything alright?” He asks me, breaking the uncomfortable silence between us.

“Yes, I just… Well, I wanted to ask you something”

“Ok, go ahead” His voice sounds calm, the confusion left behind by hints of curiosity.

“Next friday I have a meeting, a family meeting” I start, “My family can be a bit… complicated and it is hard for me to face them alone. So… I was wondering if you…”

“Yes” He interrupts me, but is the only thing that he says. Jared suddenly shuts and I can hear him sigh through the line.

“Oh… “ I mutter, surprised by his quick answer, “Ok, then”

“Do I have to wear something in particular?”

“Not really, just avoid anything too colorful” I pause for a second, trying to recover my breath, “Thank you so much, Jared, I really appreciate it”

“It’s alright” He says, and I can feel the hint of a smile, even through the phone, “I guess I’ll see you friday then”

After saying my goodbyes to Jared I call Emma to thank her for the idea. She just laughs and recalls the fact that she said I would be thanking her later.

Friday comes faster than I expect. It’s almost five o’clock and I’m checking my reflection on the mirror. I’ve changed my clothes at least six times, and a seventh was coming.

The meeting starts at six and I still can’t decide what to wear. Great.

By the time I choose a simple black cocktail dress, my ring is already announcing Jared’s arrival. I quickly get on my heels and run downstairs. I freeze once I open the door.

“Hey” He greets me, a shy smile appears on his lips as he gives me one quick looks before avoiding my eyes completely.

Jared is dressed full on black. His jacket, shirt, trousers, his boots. All black. Except for the red plaid shirt tied around his hips.

I know I’m taking too long to ask him to come inside, but my eyes can’t look away from his eyes. His hair is falling on his shoulders, the wind moves it slightly to his face, and a sudden urge to come closer and put the strings of hair behind his ear is too much for me.

I look away, opening the door for him.

“I’ll be right back”

I try to smile, but I know the thing that appears on my face is a terrible attempt.

Back in my room, I grab my purse and phone. One last look in the mirror and I make sure to breath properly before going back to Jared.

He’s waiting by my door, checking his phone, smiling at something he just received. I want to ask, but I most certainly can’t.

“Ok, are you ready?” I ask him, feeling nervous but not knowing if the meeting or Jared was the real cause.

“Yeah, let’s go”

We get in his car, and I give him the address to my parents house. Half of the drive there we spent it in silence. Jared doesn’t look at me, he’s just concentrates on the rode, and I try to calm my nerves.

“Why are you so nervous?” He asks me, his eyes still on the road.

“I told you, they can be complicated” I shrug, “They always ask the wrong questions”

“All relatives do” He laughs, and I’m pretty sure this is the first time I hear it. And I want him to do it again.

“I know, but you’ll see…”

By the time we arrive, it’s already past six. My mother was gonna kill me. Jared parks right outside the house and helps me get out of the car. Our hands touch for a couple of seconds, and it feels way too good. But not so much when he slips it away, putting both inside his pockets.

I shrug the moment off and walk him to the front door, which I don’t even get to knock when I see my mom in front of us crossing her arms.

“You are late” She blurts, giving me a severe look, “It’s 6:15”

“It’s only 15…” I try to say, but she shuts me raising both hands.

“No excuses, now get inside”

The only thing I can do is nod and get inside the house, Jared following me in silence. She takes us to the backyard where my whole family laugh, eat and joke about anything.

“Ok, now I get it” Jared whispers in my ear, “Is this your whole family?”

“No, there are always those who prefer to send postcards” I shrug, counting at least 30 people in there, “Thanks for being my backup”

“No problem” He laughs, and I cringe at the sound.

During the first couple of minutes we are invisible. My family is too busy to notice us next to one of the tables, and I thank that. Jared is quiet, as always, and looks around amazed. My little cousins are running around ruining my mom’s flowers. The teens sit apart, looking annoyed at all the old ones. And the adults drink and eat like it’s the end of the world.

“Your family ain’t like this?” I ask him to break the ice.

“No, it’s just my mother, brother and I” He says with a smile, and his eyes finally looking at mine, “I think I’ve never seen this ammount of people in a backyard”

“When I was little it was worse, the ones that send postcards used to come too” I drink the rest of the white wine in my cup for dramatic effect, piercing his eyes with mine, “It was awful”

Jared laughs and I feel proud of myself. Well done, well done.

“Do you want me to get you a plate? You haven’t eaten a thing”

“I’m okay” He mumbles, looking at the food in the table.

“Jared, come on, you have to eat”

I grab him by the arm so we can stand by the center of the table. When I take a plate, I notice how distress he looks, rubbing his hand on the back of his neck.

“Ok, what’s going on?”

“Your mom likes her meat” He mutters close to my ear, and I take it the funny way before realizing what he really means.

“Shit, I forgot” I say, stopping my laugh in a second, “I’m so sorry Jared, I forgot you were vegan. God, my mom do loves her meat. Shit, shit, shit”

“Hey, it’s okay” He stops me, grabbing the plate on my hands, “I’m sure there’s something I can eat”

“Jesus, Jared, even the salad has meat. God, I’m so sorry. Wait here, I’ll find you something to eat”

After naming half of Jesus’ family between apologies, I leave Jared alone before he stops me again, and I run to another table on the other side of the backyard. The food in here looks less meaty, and a bit more appropriated for Jared. I end up putting some salad in a plate and all the other things that look like they don’t have any animal in them. Satisfied by my effort, I return to the place where I left Jared only to find my little cousins trying to steal some cake.

“God, they found him”

My cousins give me a look probably thinking I’m crazy, but I leave them behind trying to find Jared in the sea of people.

This is the moment when I realize that our backyard is way too small for the family I have; that some of my uncles are too tall and I’m too small; and that some of my aunts can’t stand another second without showing me pictures of their new grandchildren.

This is why I hate these meetings. Too many people trying to catch up with the rebel daughter and niece that they only see in rare occasions.

After what feels like an hour, I catch a glimpse of Jared’s hair. He’s with a group of men in the center of the sea, a glass of wine resting on his hand. When I reach the group, I receive quick hugs and “I haven’t seen you in forever”, accompanied by the not so appealing “Look how much you’ve changed!”. Jared catches the plate on my hands before I throw it to the ground due to the infinite hugs.

“I found this boy abandoned next to the table” My uncle Mark talks with his usual loud voice, grabbing me by the shoulders, “A really nice boy”

“What happened to Sam?” Tom asks starting with the forbidden questions, and I don’t expect less from the cousin that used to pull my ponytails and braids, “I thought he was giving you THE ring”

“We broke up” I blurt with the same tone of voice my mother used with me not long ago, “There wasn’t any ring”

“Good, I didn’t like him” My uncle laughs, too loud, and too exaggerated, making my whole body move with his. I just want him to let me go and crunch in a corner, “He had too many muscles. That wasn’t natural. You can’t have a relationship with my niece and spend your whole day in the gym. It’s a Sin”

The rest of the group agrees with him, and I look amazed at the group of men discussing my love life. Jared tries to hide a smile behind his cup, but I notice it.

“So, you are Jared, right?” Tom asks, and I prepare myself for the new round of questions.

Jared nods to Tom as I try to get off my uncle.

“What’s up with your plate? You don’t eat meat?”

“No, I’m vegan”

The look on everyone’s face is unpayable, the whole group shuts looking at him like he’s crazy. I laugh, leading the surprised looks to my face now.

“You stopped dating muscle guy to date a vegan?!” Uncle Phil asks me completely in shock. He’s too religious for his own good and I avoid him like the plague.

I don’t get to tell him that we are… wait, we are not even friends.

“What about seafood?” Tom asks him, Jared shakes his head finishing his wine, “You only eat salad?”

“No, there’s plenty of meals you can elaborate with…”

“But meat is so tasty” Uncle Mark interrupts him, and he sounds really offended.

“What do you eat?” Tom keeps with the questions and I just want to choke him.

“Well, nothing with a face or a mother” Jared answers with a smile, and I burst in laugh again.

“Hey, you have a face” Tom teases, pointing a finger at me, “What about…?”

“Tom, just shut up” I cut him off before he can even continue with his question, “Enough, alright?”

I manage to let go of my uncle’s grip, walking to stand by Jared’s side.

“Why do you have to act so offended? Don’t you get bored of being so close minded?” I hear Jared whispering my name to stop me, but I choose to ignore him, “And then you wonder why I don’t come to this crappy gatherings”

I know I’m being too harsh, but they deserve it. The last time I came to one of this gatherings was with Sam, my ex boyfriend, and they spent the whole evening asking him to do stupid things like show his muscles and tell them stories because they thought his scottish accent was ‘funny’. But not this time, and not to Jared.

I grab Jared by the arm to pull him out the circle of idiots, finally reaching the same spot by the table. He’s avoiding my eyes again by putting the things on his hands on the table, so I cup his cheeks to make him look at me.

“I’m sorry about that, I told you they were complicated”

“They seemed nice when they offered me to join them” He shrugs, “But I don’t think you should have spoke to them that way, I don’t want you to get in trouble”

“Hey, I brought you here, it’s my responsibility to stand for you in front of this crazy family”

“Are you sure you aren’t adopted?” He asks me with a laugh. God, that laugh.

“Oh, I ask myself the same question everytime I come here” I laugh too, “Eat your food, you look hungry”

We sit close to my teen cousins, mainly because they look more interested on their phones than us. I drink at least two cups of white wine before we start talking again. Jared asks me about my relatives, my childhood with them and this leads to me asking him the same kind of questions.

His laughs makes my body react in a really positive way, and I try to get him to laugh a lot during our evening. He shows his more outgoing side with me, but I can still see the same old Jared who avoids my eyes every now and then.

“Why do you always do that?” I ask him grabbing his chin to make him face me again.

“Do what?”

“Avoid my eyes”

“Oh, that” He mutters avoiding my eyes once again.

“There. Do you even notice you are doing it?” I laugh.

“Not really” He answers sincerely.

“There you are” My mother interrupts us, crossing her arms again, “Have you talked to your grandmother? She’s asking for you”

“I’ll go in a minute”

“Now” She blurts.

“God, mom, I’m coming, ok?!”

“So, you are going to squeal at me now? Tom already told me what you did”

“Mom, don’t you think I’m too old to be scolded by you?” I mutter standing to place myself in front of her, “All you do is demonstrate what a disgrace I am for you”

“If you would behave…”

“You know what? Just stop” I shut her, grabbing Jared’s hand to pull him out of his chair, “I’ll go say hi to Granny and I’ll leave. I’m done”

Jared doesn’t let go of my hand while we walk inside the house. My gran is seated in front of the tv in the living room, watching an emergency room program.

“What is your Granny doing here alone?” Jared asks me when I stop by the door frame.

“She doesn’t like to be here, that’s the only thing that convinces me I’m not adopted”

“We should have stayed with her the whole evening”

“I agree”

We sit by her side and it takes her a couple of seconds to realize we are in the same room as her. Her arms go straight to my neck, holding me tight against her telling me how much she has missed me. I tell her the same before introducing her to Jared. I expect her to do the same face she did when I introduced her to Sam, a mix of confusion and displeasure, but it is the complete opposite.

“It’s really nice to meet you” Jared says, holding her hands on his.

“You have really nice hair” She says, and we both laugh, “You have to tell me what conditioner you use”

“Oh, I don’t use any”

“You don’t” She asks in shock, “I have to stop using conditioner then, I want my hair as shiny as yours”

“How are you, Gran? Have you been feeling better?”

“The legs keep hurting, but I think I already got used to it” She shrugs and turns to Jared, “Are you her boyfriend?”

“Oh no” He says a bit uncomfortable, “We are just friends”

“What?” She asks angry turning to face me, “Why isn’t he your boyfriend? Are you blind? He’s gorgeous!”

“Gran!” I shout, feeling my face blush, so I cover it with my hands.

“Ask her to be your girlfriend, you look like a really nice boy” She says to Jared with a really sweet voice, “And you have dealt with all those idiots outside, you already passed Granny’s test just because of that”

I uncover my face just in time to see Jared getting closer to my Gran’s ear to whisper, “I would but I don’t think she would want to”

Wait, what?

“What are you talking about?” I ask him in shock, “You don’t talk to me, you don’t even look at me”

“And why do you think is that, you dummy?” My Gran asks me, slapping my shoulder playfully, “He’s mad about you, how come you haven’t noticed?”

“Jared?” I ask him in disbelief, he just smiles shily.

“I’m 85 years old and I noticed in two seconds!” She shakes her head frustrated, “You are as blind as a bat”

“Can you tell mom we had to leave?” I ask my Gran before leaving a kiss on her forehead, “I love you”

“I love you too, batsy”

I take Jared’s arm to make him stand from his seat, pushing him outside as he says goodbye to my grandmother. When I close the door behind us, I wrap my hands on his neck.

“Laugh”

“What?” He asks me with a confused laugh, and that’s all it takes.

I have to get on my tiptoes to be able to reach his lips, but the feeling of completeness that invades my chest makes me forget about everything that isn’t our lips playing together. All the shyness disappears when Jared wraps his hands on my waist, pushing me against the door. His whole body is pressed against mine, and it feels too good. Questions of how I never noticed how attracted I felt towards Jared start invade my head as the kiss ceases its intensity. I like this, I like him, and apparently he likes me. Reason why the first words that come out of my mouth after our kiss end are probably not the ones he expected.

“You should have told me” I scold him, delivering playful punches on his chest.

“You were with Sam…”

“Sam and I broke up six months ago, try again”

“You didn’t seem interested in me” He tries again, with a soft laugh invading my senses.

“How would I ever show any interest in you if you never even looked me in the eyes?” I punch him one last time, “Ok, try again”

“I’m shy?”

“You are not shy, I’ve seen you with girls, and the way you pushed me! Don’t be foolish, you are not shy”

“I am” He whispers, searching for my lips, “I may have or haven’t try to get you jealous”

“Well, it didn’t work” I laugh, “Now kiss me before you start avoiding my eyes and any type of human contact again”

He does as I request, touching my lips with an indelible smile. The kiss continues for a good five minutes when he stops completely pulling away in just a second.

“Let’s have a date” He suggests, I laugh and try to reach for him but he avoids me, “Come on, let’s go and have dinner somewhere nice”

“A date?”

“Yeah, we are already dressed”

“Sounds good” I accept offering him my hand, “It has to be a nice place, we need a good site to make us forget this awful evening”

“Oh, I can make you forget” He mutters, pushing me against his car, reaching for my lips again. His lips are soft, and I forget everything about his excuses for not talking to me, because he was giving me all the attention I wanted right now and it was perfect.

As I climb to his car, I make a mental note reminding me to call Emma and thank her again.

                                     [an entire arena full of people chanting your name]

so this is a long, long time coming!!! i’ve been simultaneously looking for an excuse to make a bias list, and looking for any excuse not to do one. as a lot of you may have noticed, i’m not the best at expressing emotions. i’m just. sorta blown away??? by the reception ivan’s gotten and the support so many people have given me. i can’t actually find the words to express how thankful i am for that. not to be melodramatic but i honestly don’t think i would be writing my book now if it weren’t for the support of my followers, mutuals, and friends. you’ve given me a platform and a creative environment in which to develop my canon, from side characters to the occasional failed experiment in terms of figuring things out. so thank you thank yousd fhtaHANK YOU!!!!

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&* / CELOFRPS NEW YEAR FOLLOW FOREVER

i know you’re all seeing hella of these around but i thought i’d chuck it here bc why not? this follow forever is both for the new year, christmas + the fact i’ve reached over 600 followers. ALSO i’m going to japan and disappearing for ten days soon so i ought to thank u lot. who would have thought that more than even one person out there would want to follow me bc tbh half the time my tags are a mess as are my posts, so thank you. but here’s to the good stuff :~)

&&. THE NERDS I TALK TO EVERYDAY 

@foxeswrites - hey nerd. thanks for converting me to ur dark kpop side + dealing with me 10/10. i don’t need to tell u how much i luv u bc i do that too much already. even tho you’re a lil messy, i’ll love u all the same and continue to be super gay about selena sorry. i hate u for getting me into kpop so hard but it’s only fair bc we were in the 5sos trashcan together and now we are drowning in exo trash. if i didn’t talk to u i know my day would be a lil bit darker bc tbh can’t remember the last day that i didn’t? *shudders* the dark ages, obviously. thanks for our skype bants and the wise words <3 ur future is v bright and worse comes to worse u can come down to RADELAIDE and bunk with me. i’m skyping with u rn and u just said “i’ve never eaten salad more passionately in my life” and i hate u for it so bye. our ships almost make me wanna kms, good hc times but i’m v happy that our friendship has advanced beyond the messes that are colyssa & lolexa tbh ok ilysm. probably ily2much, i’m clingy. #LoveBread #Yehet #Kkaebsong 

@milestellerswife - even tho i literally hate you, i think that you’re pretty tolerable 2/10 which is a good percentage if you ask me. our ships mean more to me than life and i almost love them as much as i love you, miss texas. i talk to u far too much tbh and i’m sorry if i’m annoying but it’s ok bc you’re super annoying too ;* #warflashbacks to the times we used to send each other shit to wake up to wow we are officially #couplegoals. tbh i’m super happy that you’re in my life even tho you’re super far away, you give me life and good bants and let me rant to you. you’re super funny and 10/10 the golden child (in my eyes as well).

@rena1x1s - serena bae, when was the last day that i didn’t talk to u? even tho mellie is dead (rip rip rip rip) fOR NOW i love ur sarcasm and ur jokes, you’re honestly too funny for life and ilysm? 

@acrps - you get a spot here because you’re not that bad…. I GUESS. THAT BAD. tbh ily and thanks for dealing with me? i’ll make u shitty graphics until i die <3 

&&. PUBLIC APOLOGY TO PEOPLE THAT GOT STUCK RP′ING/1X1′ING WITH ME LMAO SORRY

@puppypayne / @cxxlrph or @knoxleenrps / @shinofrp / @sassysimba / @acidsrps / @mariesrps / @styles1x1 / @sehunsgrlfrnd / @wmuse / @mcgregor1x1 / @justins1x1s / @simbarpt / @megsrps / @xanrps / @saxonwrites / @ninanobreva / @najrps / @tonkinofrph / @tabbieofrph / @nalawritesx / @zarryswrites  also yasmine, hallie, serena & anne but you’re up there so don’t be greedy u nerds

me is sorry for u having to deal with me rip but thank u for doing so <3 probably missing some bc YOU ALL KEEP CHANGING UR URLS but that’s chill bc you’re all cute

&&. YOU LIGHT UP MY DASH LIKE NOBODY ELSE

@theo-rp / @avpor / @nachowrites / @calumhoodds / @breofrps / @paynesrps / @1x1af / @laneofrp / @novemberwrites / @sierraroleplays / @hstyles1x1s / @shewolfwrites / @supergirlrrps / @altrps / @meganofrps / @jamisonrps / @trash1x1s / @zaynwrck / @livtorp / @otherworldlywrites / @osmentrps / @aquarpt / @libraofrp / @tots1x1 / @verseauwrites / @ivashkovs1x1 / @lilyevansrps / @rynhaywoods / @ginnypls / @teenwolfve / @tabithalynnwrites / @sinfulmuse / @hcpefulthnking / @nuggetmami / @cassidyofrp / @jesie1x1 / @malfoywrites / @grvngerps / @earthboundrpt / @court1x1 / @peverellwrites / @avierps / @hoperps / @lukey1x1 /  @stephanieofrp / @ms1x1 / @champagnepapi1x1 / @harrehspeaks / @origliassorps / @sarahrps / @grokwrites / @snowyjanes / @benzrpt / @lissaroleplays / @jadieofrp / @lame1x1 / @kacie1x1 / @hadidofrph / @hazzastylezrph / @swiftofrph / @brookrpt / @malikmanips / @lunarmuses / @moonrph / @neverwrites / @ddlovatosrps / @okrpt / @1x1styles / @diana1x1 / @alliof1x1 / @blondierps / @hachiwrites

some of you are past 1x1 partners, some of you have been in rps with me, i’m starting to plot with some of you already and some of you i just admire from afar but i do love my pretty, pretty dash. dankya for making it special. feel free to IM me tbh bc you’re all super cool and i’d love to be best friends tbh?

THANKYOU 

also if you’re seeing this you follow me so a massive thank you to you as well. i hope you’re never afraid to message me and don’t mind my crazy ass tags. xx

Mischief Night

You, Stiles, and Scott have always been best friends and loved to prank Coach on Mischief Night. It was basically the only thing holding your friendship together right now. Between the Dread doctors and Roscoe in the shop probably never getting fixed, it’s been tough for you guys to hang out and have fun. So tonight for old times sake went to Coach’s house to prank him. You couldn’t do the prank anymore in his classroom or office because he doesn’t work at Beacon Hills now. So your boyfriend, Stiles picked you are your brother, Scott up with his jeep. Stiles honked his jeep’s horn from outside, and you texted him,
“Be right out :) ”
He replied,
“Ok ;)”
Scott soon after came in your room and said,
“Ready to go?”
“Yup!!” You exclaimed.
You both took the bags full of toilet paper rolls, eggs, and string out to the jeep. You hopped in shotgun before Scott could,
“Hey!!! Y/N!!! I always sit in shotgun!”
“Sorry, you were too slow.” You turned back around to see Scott glaring at you when he went through your seat to get to the back of the Jeep. He climbed past you and you evilly smiled the whole time. Once Scott was in the back you put your seat back up and climbed in. You realized you never even said hi to Stiles,
“Hey” you said leaning over the console to quickly kiss him, you knew you guys had a long night ahead of you. Stiles pulled out of the driveway and you all started to talk about what you had to get done to Coach’s house.
“So y/n you have to get all the toilet paper all over his house and any trees around his house. Scott you have to egg the whole house after Y/N is done with toilet paper so it’s harder to clean up for him. I have the key so-”
“ WHY DO YOU HAVE A KEY TO HIS HOUSE?!?!” You and Scott screamed at the same time.
“God you guys need to calm down, I just got a copy of it don’t worry it’s not his key.”
“And that makes it any bett- you know what just forget it” you said.
“Anyways before I got rudely interrupted.” Stiles said looking at you.
“I will go inside and do the dirty work because I know his house from when he tutored me for a while last year.”
“Are you sure the klutz and spaz of us three should be doing the inside work?” Scott said.
“Have you been to Coach’s house lately Scott?“stiles said sarcastically.
"No…” Scott sneered and gave in to Stiles going inside instead of him.
When you got to his neighborhood, Stiles parked down the street so Coach couldn’t see the infamous Jeep that everyone at school knew. So you all got the bags of supplies that you needed and walked the 2 blocks to his house. While you were walking Stiles started talking to you,
“Have you thought of your mischief night wish yet?”
“No. What’s that?”
“It’s kind of like an 11:11 thing, at 11:59 you make a wish on mischief night, and it usually comes true.”
“Usually.” You said sarcastically back to him.
“Well I know it worked for me last year.”
“How?”
“Because I wished that you would be my girlfriend by next mischief night, and look where we are now.”
You blushed, and held his hand while walking. You remember last year on Halloween Stiles told you how he felt about you at Lydia’s party. He was dressed up as Batman, and you were a 80’s girl. Scott finally convinced him to ask you out because even though you wouldn’t admit it, you liked Stiles, Scott could tell by your heartbeat racing every time you talked to him.
“Y/N you alive?” Stiles said knocking out of your daydream.
“Oh,yeah, sorry.”
“So everyone get to work.” Stiles clapped his hands lightly. Scott and Stiles began to walk off and you suddenly realized something,
“Wait! What if he wakes up?” You said to them whispering.
“Everyman for himself.” Stiles said turning his head, smirking and winking at you. That made you nervous, the two most protective people of you were just going to leave you there?! You knew they wouldn’t, or would they! You started to take the toilet paper rolls out of the bag you carried with you. Stiles had show you how to tipi anything, from trees, houses, playgrounds, or cars you name it. You started with his car. It was a small soccer mom minivan. You laughed to yourself what a silly car for coach, you expected at least a truck. Once you finished the pathetic van, you moved on to the 3 trees in his front yard. These took more arm power because they were really tall trees, and Stiles wouldn’t be satisfied until the WHOLE tree was tipied no matter how tall the tree was. You were almost finished with the 2nd tree when you saw one of the lights in the house go on.
“Shit.” You whispered to yourself, before you saw Stiles bursting through the front door of the house.
“GO! GO! GO!!” Stiles screamed. You dropped all the toilet paper and started the run. You looked behind you to see Scott running from behind the house with egg cartons still in his hands.
“Drop them Scott!!!” You yelled behind you, still running not far behind Stiles. He dropped the cartons and was rounding the sidewalk and now all of you were out of Coach’s sight. You all peeked behind a bush to see Coach running out his house screaming into the night,
“STILINSKI! MCCALL!! Y/N!!!”
You all fell to the ground laughing so hard. But you quickly had to start running to the Jeep because Coach started to walk towards the laughter. You all jumped into the car and Scott stopped in front of the car,
“Y/N let me sit in the front!”
“Scott seriously?!”
“We have to go, NOW! Stiles yelled.
Scott just got in the back and you in the front. As soon at the door locked when you slammed it shut, Stiles took off.
In the mirror you could see Coach in his pajamas running down the sidewalk screaming things you could even make out. Once you were a good distance away Scott said,
"Dude what happened in there?!?”
“ Coach got a freaking pitbull since he left Beacon Hills! It almost bit my face off.” Stiles said dramatically.
“Well I got his car and 2 trees done.”
“I got the whole back of the house covered in eggs.”
“Thanks guys, I appreciate it."Stiles said to you and Scott. You could tell Stiles was upset about his favorite night of the night of the year going wrong. So after some more sad silence in the car you whispered,
"Sorry it went wrong babe.” You said giving him a kiss on the cheek and he held your hand and kept one on the wheel.
“Thanks.” He said sending you a grin.
“I did get one thing though inside."Stiles said mischievously.
"What?” You and Scott in unison.
“I put bleach in his shampoo.” He said cracking up. You all laughed about what Stiles did all the way home. When Stiles stopped at your house to drop Scott and you off, he walked you guys and said,
“It’s going to be 11:59 in a minute!”
Scott thought the whole wish thing was stupid so he went upstairs,
“Goodnight weirdos” he hollered down the stairs.
“Goodnight!!” You both said watching the clock. You and Stiles sat on the couch counting down the seconds.
“Three, two, one!” You said. Both of you sat in silence on the couch for a minute wishing your wish over again in your heads until 12:00 hit.
“What did you wish for?” Stiles said.
“I can’t tell you, it won’t come true!”
“You can tell me, that rule doesn’t happen on the mischief night wish.”
“Really?” You said.
“I don’t know, I just want to know what you wished for!” He said laughing.
“Fine, I wished that next mischief night we will still be together.” You said quietly looking down.
“ I know that’s going to happen already.”
“How?” You questioned him.
“Because that’s the same thing I wished for” he said, and then kissed you.
“Now how about some Coraline?”
“Yes please!” You said turning on the TV.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hope you guys liked it!! Requests are open if you want to! Sorry I haven’t been uploading school is annoying 😒. Ok bye!!