part four (friend)

In Love With My Best Friend (Part 1)

Dear diary…

It’s been ages since I started anything with ‘dear diary,’ but it seems proper for when you’re writing about a boy… Remember how I used to write about “stupid Potter,” well…. he’s my best friend.

And that’s the trouble. He’s my best friend. And I think… I think there might be more.

To Be Continued!

(James Potter played by the incomparable @seriouslyprongs !!!)

Vacation Travels Part 1

*Four friends are flying home for Christmas break via broom*

Hufflepuff: “It’s beautiful up here. The clouds, the moon, the stars.”

Slytherin: “Yeah… I guess it is.”

Ravenclaw : “It’s almost like it’s another world entirely.”

Gryffindor: *takes a deep breath*

Slytherin: “IF YOU START SINGING, I’M GOING TO THROW UP!”

Gryffindor: *deflates*

MASTERLIST

This will be updated frequently with each writing I post, and there will be a link to this on my page as well. Updated September 23, 2017. Send me requests for characters here. If you reblog this I’ll love you forever. REMINDER: I do not tag in my fics.

Steve Rogers:

Artwork (Part One) (Part Two)

This War Isn’t Civil (Part One) (Part Two) (Part Three) (Part Four)

Bucky Barnes:

Don’t Underestimate a Woman, Barnes (x)

Road Trip (x)

00 : 00 : 00 : 00 (Part One) (Part Two) (Part Three) (Part Four)

Blame Natasha (Part One

Peter Parker:

Who Gave You That Black Eye? (x)

Heights (x)

Are You Drunk? (Part One) (Part Two)

Valentine Hearts (x)

Secrets (Part One) (Part Two) (Part Three) (Part Four)

Ex-Friends (Part One) (Part Two) (Part Three) (Part Four)

I Always Got You (x)

Sleep Talking (x)

Silent Treatment (x)

I Have a Girlfriend (x)

Cute Subway Boy (x)

Hate (x)

It’s Over (Part One) (Part Two)

Moments (x)

Long Distance (Part One) (Part Two)

Delmar’s (Part One) (Part Two)

Letters (Part One) (Part Two)

Excuse My French (Part One) (Part Two) (Part Three) (Part Four) (Part Five) (Part Six) (Part Seven*)

Straight Into Your Arms (x)

Sweatshirt (x)

Just Friends (part four) - Stiles Stilinski

Your knee was bouncing like crazy on the couch of your living room.  Your nerves were eating at you like angry gnomes in the pit of your stomach.

“I’m sorry-” Stiles tried.

“No don’t” You shook your head, looking behind you to the kitchen where your mother currently was.  She’d invited him inside, and Stiles didn’t have the time to say no before your mom ushered both of you into the house.

“y/n I know you didn’t want me to be here and if you don’t want me here then I don’t want to be here if I’m not wanted” You wanted to protest, but you just shook your head, and avoided his gaze.

After everything you’d literally gone through earlier that day, you thought that this wouldn’t happen.  But here you were.

Then your mom came back out, smiling as she sat in a chair across from you.  “So” She said cheerfully.  “How long have you been together?”

“We’re just friends” You said, voice dangerously close to a mutter.

“Okay, well then how long have you been hanging out?” She asked.

“I don’t know” You lied with a shrug.  Even though you knew it was a month and a day.

“Alright… are you going to let Stiles here talk?” Your mom asked, and you looked to your lap.

“Miss y/l/n, it was really nice meeting you, and I’d like to talk again, but my Dad’s been expecting me home for dinner, so I think I should head out” Stiles said while standing.  You secretly sighed with relief.

“y/n can walk you to the door, we hope to see you again Stiles” Your mom said, and you just nodded, walking behind Stiles while your mother went back to the kitchen.

“y/n I’m sorry- I don’t want you to be mad at me” He said, a hand on your arm as you stood in the doorway.

“I’m not-” You glanced to the other room, seeing your Mom was in the kitchen, then whispered.  “I’m not mad at you Stiles, okay? I’m just glad Jerry wasn’t around”

“So I can come by more?” Stiles asked hopefully, smiling a little bit.  You bit your lip.

“I-I don’t know Stiles” You said with a head shake.  “Can we talk about this another time?” Stiles got the hint that you were done with the conversation, which happened quickly with this topic.  “Just.. just give me a few days and I promise we can talk about it again, okay?” He nodded.

“Can I hug you?” You giggled a little, and nodded your head.  Stiles leaned forward, tugging on your arm and pulling you against his chest.  Both of his long arms wrapped around your back.  Your nose was pressed into the crook of his neck, arms laying on the front of his chest.  Stiles set his chin on your head, and after a few seconds, you realized you were swaying back and forth.  You let your eyes slip shut, just enjoying this that you have right here.

“Stiles” He hummed in response.  “Thanks” And that was that.  You pulled away, hands holding each other’s fore arms.  Everything that you’d needed to tell him, came in that one word.  He opened his mouth to speak again, but you heard the garage door in the back opening.  Meaning Jerry was home.

“So-”

“You have to go” You rushed, and he stuttered  string of syllables you didn’t quite catch.  “Now, please” You begged, opening the door, and you pushed him towards it.

“y/n what’s-”

“Please just please go I’ll call you and we can talk about whatever you want I’ll answer any questions just right now you have to go” He paused, sucking in his lips and nodding.

“Okay” He said, walking out the door.  You were about to close it when he turned abruptly, taking your hand.  Your eyes shot up to his, and for the five seconds you stared at him, you realized no one had eyes as beautiful as his.  His hand squeezed yours, and then he let go.  “We’ll talk later” He said, walking off to the Jeep.  He got in quickly, and waved a little before driving off.

You stood at the door for a few extra moments, leaning on the frame and staring as his Jeep became a smaller and smaller dot.  You breathed out heavily.

Why’d you miss him?

~~~

You had quickly ran up the steps, entering the room, and closing your door silently.  You collapsed back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, fingers fumbling over your stomach.  You fell asleep curled up on the mattress.

You woke up two hours later to an obnoxious vibration and the sound of ducks.  Your eyes flickered open slowly, and you yawned as you grabbed your ringing phone.  You glanced at the screen, but pretty much knew only one person would call you anyways.

“’ello?” You mumbled sleepily into the speaker.

“Hey sunshine, did I wake you up?” You shook your head, then realized her couldn’t see you, so you made an ‘nuh uh’ sound into the phone.

“What time is it?” You asked quietly.

“About eight thirty, why gotta be somewhere?”

“No, no just wondering” You said, and rolled over to be laying on your side, curled up slightly under the covers, your phone laying on your cheek.

“So… care to explain earlier?” You licked your lips.

“Yeah okay” You said softly.  Stiles was patiently quiet, waiting for you to speak again.  “Um, Jerry came home” You said plainly.

“Yeah, and what is it that’s so wrong with him?” He asked with a slight chuckle.

“He just uh… he gets drunk and asks dumb questions” You said.  “I didn’t want to embarrass you”

“Please, I don’t know if there’s anything that could possibly embarrass me, I handled your mom right?” 

“Yeah, I guess you’re right” You lied.  If Jerry met Stiles, you didn’t know who he’d beat the crap out of first, you, or him.

“So… I can still pick you up for school tomorrow?” He asked.

“Yeah, yeah okay” You shrugged.  “Just text me when you’re here, and I’ll just come outside to meet you” You told him.

“Alright, I can do that” Stiles said.  “I’ll swing through Dunkin Donuts or Starbucks on the way, what’s your favorite doughnut?” He asked.

“Oh, I don’t know I probably like any kind”

“Probably? Doughnuts aren’t like any other food, they’re a gift from the Gods”

“I’m an atheist Stiles” You chuckled, and he laughed with you.  You suddenly wished that you were there with him, hearing his laugh in person.  It always seemed to warm you up, lighten the mood.  But here, you just felt cold, and lonely.

“Alright, well should I be hanging up on you and letting you sleep?”

“Eh, we all know I’ll be up all night anyways” You said.

“So we can play games?” Stiles asked, a hopefulness in his voice, which made you smile.

“Yeah okay, what games?”

“Chutes and Ladders?” You rolled your eyes.

“Stiles” You scolded playfully.  “What games can you even play over the phone?” You asked, rubbing the corner of your eye.

“Truth or Dare?” He offered.  You thought for a moment.

“I think that’d just be truth or truth” You said.  “But sure, if that won’t bore you” 

“Yeah, sounds cool” He said.  “So, miss y/n, truth or truth?”

“Hmm” You pretended to contemplate.  “Truth” You answered with a giggle.  

“Favorite color?”

“(your answer)” 

“My turn” You said.  “Best memory?”

“Scott peeing on my sand castle in the first grade” You giggled.  “If you could have any pet in the world, what would you want it to be?”

“A turtle” You said.  “Not little, but big enough that I can carry them in both hands” You said.  “I’d name him Jelly” Stiles laughed.

“How creative of you” He said.  “Can I have a turtle too?”

“If I name it” You replied cheekily.

“Okay and what would you name it?” You thought for a moment about it.

“Alexander the Fourth” You replied after a few seconds of silence.  Again, Stiles laugh erupted from the speaker.  Your heart fluttered for an unknown reason.

You went on playing the game for another hour, your voice growing quieter as the night grew closer.  Your mother and Jerry had come upstairs and retreated to their room just down the hall.  You didn’t want to get into trouble for being on your phone, so you continued conversations in a whisper.

“Okay, goodnight y/n” 

“Hm?” You jolted, not remembering the past few minutes.

“You fell asleep, I’m going to bed now”

“How long was I out?” You asked, checking your phone.

“I dunno.. ten minutes tops” Stiles said through a yawn.  You held back your own.

“Okay” You said softly.

“Alright, well.. goodnight”

“Stiles wait-” But he’d already ended the call.  You pulled your phone from your ear, looking at the screen as it faded for a moment, before showing you your home menu.  “Goodnight” You sighed.

Maybe you’d talk to him later.


i’m so sorry i haven’t posted in a few days and i like to post at LEAST once a day… maybe i’ll write a quick little imagine to make up for that.  also.  WHERES MY STYDIA FANS BC THAT KISS(ES)!? DAMN! YES! words cannot describe how happy i feel.  my skin is clear i’m smiling at strangers and i’m flirting with cute peeps.  *high fives self* for once i’m thanking jeff davis.  have a good night everyone 
xoxo ~ jordie

The Way Home (Part 3)

Summary: AU. Two hearts are broken after reader makes the difficult decision to leave home and pursue her dreams. When her older brother Steve asks her to come home, reader is forced to confront her past and the life she could have had with her ex, Bucky Barnes.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 2,978

Warnings: language, fluff, angst, excessive cheese(cake)

A/N: The exes finally have a chat, but does it make things better, or worse? Thanks for reading. If I missed your tag and had replied to you that you were added, please let me know. Otherwise tags and perma tags are closed until my next series.

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Just friends ~ Part four

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A/N ~ Just a quick one here to get the feels going, this one reveals a little more of their strange friendship. Happy feels everyone lol

Theme ~ Best friends

Pairing ~ Choi Seung hyun x Reader

Rated ~ Angst/Fluff

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Seung hyun checked his phone, sighing loudly when there was nothing there, again. Three days, it had been three days since he last saw you and still no word, it wasn’t like you. He had sent countless messages and multiple selfies but you just ignored him, it was driving him crazy. First you blew him off for coffee and now you weren’t even answering his texts. He lent back in his chair in the recording studio, listening as Jiyong told Seungri how he wanted him to sing his part.


Is she doing this because of the thing at the beach? Seung hyun thought to himself as his foot tapped uncontrollably. His mind wondered back to that night and how beautiful you looked dancing under the moon light as the waves lapped at your feet and the ocean breeze blowing in your hair. A smile crept up as he remembered the sweet sound of your giggles as he chased you through the water and the feeling of you wrapped in his arms as he carried you further into the ocean. He had never seen you look at him the way you looked at him that night, you had this intense look of concentration on your face as your eyes darted around his that made it impossible to take his own eyes off you.

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Homeward, Part Four

Pairings: Ward x friend!Reader, Danny x friend!Reader

Prompt: Reader is an abusive relationship with a member of the Hand and seeks out her childhood friends for help. (prompt by @rune-of-a-writer)

Warnings: Swearing, Domestic Abuse, Angst

Word Count: 1,905

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Homeward, Part Four

“All right, here we are.”

You turned your head at the sound of Danny’s voice as he returned, carrying… well, not an ordinary mug, that was for sure. He held a saucer, cup, and lid, all made from perfectly clear glass with steaming water contained inside. Danny set down a second cup beside it, much smaller and with a curved handle.

Danny lifted the lid and releasing the steam into the air.

“What’s that?” you asked, curious despite yourself. You had never seen a pot like that before, and it almost reminded you of a mortar bowl.

“It’s a gaiwan, used for steeping tea in a more traditional way.”

“Oh.”

“Hold out your hand.”

The look on his face was of barely suppressed delight, his lips pressed into a line that failed to hide his smile. Your other friend was not nearly as amused.

“Danny…”

“Ward.”

“Can you not be weird for one evening?”

Danny ignored the verbal jab and focused on you, blue eyes alight as he said, “Trust me. You’ll like this.”

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Homebound

A little story about how the gang finds out about Jugheead’s gang member dad and his other troubles.

It was coming closer to Polly’s baby shower with every passing minute. To any other optimistic viewer, this would be a good thing. For Jughead, every minute he ached to tell Betty, the girl he adored, about all his blunders and worries. It was coming up on a week now that he’d been living with his father again, spending time in close quarters with a his gang member dad reminded him of why he’d had to quit. The danger, alcohol and drugs were a part of it. The worst part of it al was the horrible state Forsythe the second was in, he broken for his divorce and losing a child but still tried to hide it under a cool exterior and a menacing smirk.

Although the past nights had been the worst of his life, Jughead couldn’t bring himself to ruin his girlfriend’s sister’s big day. So, he decided that it could wait till after.

“So?”Veronica imposed loudly, drawing the dark haired boy from his own badgering mind, “Does that sounds good to you Jones? Or would you like to put in some irrelevant snarky comment to remind us that you are of a far more superior intelligence than us humble beings?”

She was mocking him, or course. Ever since he and Betty had gone public with their ‘budding love’ (as Kevin liked to put it) she had adopted this mind set that he and she were now close enough to banter. Jughead didn’t object to it.

Jughead leaned his head on his hands, “Well, now that you say so-” he was cut off by hand banging on the glass beside his head. Four bodies jumped at the noise and swiveled quickly to identify the source. 

Through the backwards sing that read Pop Tate’s, Jughead saw his fathers face, red, angry and clearly drunk staring right back at him.

“Get out here! We need to have a little talk!” The middle aged man wearing a leather jacket was gaining the attention of all of Pop’s customers as he slurred his words. Jughead’s face felt bright red and a large pit of discomfort started swirling together in his stomach. he gulped heavily and looked away. He didn’t imagine his friends ever seeing his own family in a such a horrific state.

“Now, Forsythe!” Another bang. 

As he stood to move out of the booth, Jughead took in his friends different reactions. Archie, his best friend had worry and guilt written all over his face. He’d probably already known about his fathers current past times, Fred had probably warned him.

The raven haired girl was plainly confused she looked back and forth between Jughead and his newly introduced dad, “Forsythe?” she mumbled quietly.

Jughead avoided Betty’s gaze, not ready to see the disappointment on her face. He turned on his heeled and left the small restaurant. 

The change of atmosphere was undeniable and uncontrollable. The cold dark air hit Jughead’s face as hard as his fathers spit did. Forsythe Sr was screaming now, but his son wasn’t listening. He stared down at the dirt ground and tried with all his might to shrink into a dirty to be kicked away. 

“Listen to me!” A calloused hand roughly grabbed his face, yanking his eyes up to meet his fathers bloodshot and teary?- own. Wait, his father was crying?Jughead was confused and overwhelmed, he tried to calm his mind and battle his instincts that were yelling at him to run away, crawl into a hole and never come back all at once.

His dad kept on hollering, “What do you think you’re doing down here?” 

‘I-uh, was just getting a bite with Archie and Betty,” Jughead spoke slowly, trying eagerly not to upset his intoxicated father any further. 

“Not anymore you ain’t, you cant be hanging around them anymore. You hear me?” The older Jones’ voice was becoming more quiet, and his eyes left Jughead’s for a brief moment to stare and a spot behind him, then flicked back. Jughead turned his head slightly and became aware of his three friends standing behind in shock, not knowing whether to intervene.

“But, what, why not?” Jughead’s sentences became stranger, he stood strong for the people he cared about, not willing to abandon them. 

“It’s, it’s too dangerous,” the calloused hands gripped the front of Jughead’s denim jacket forcefully, but not so much that it caused him harm. 

The teen boy stood in the same cloud of befuddlement as his friends now, “Dad, you aren’t making any sense, I’m just at Pop’s. We come here all time, since I could walk,”

His father shook his head stubbornly, “No. Not anymore. It’s not safe. If you are living with me then you are associated with me.” Oh, Jughead thought, the Serpents. “Its not safe Juggie, you understand don’t you?” when Jughead looked into his fathers leaking, pleading eyes, the emblem on his back seemed like it didn’t exist, like it never existed. 

Jughead nodded, he did understand. If people found out he was living with a Southside Serpent, he would be tormented; at school, at Pop’s, anywhere in the safe sweet suburbs or Riverdale would no longer be safe for him. 

A hand was placed on Jughead’s back carefully. “Jug, you can come home with me, stay in the spare room, whatever you need.” Archie said delicately, so yes Jughead had been correct, the Andrews did know.

Jughead Jones took in a deep breath, “I- yeah, that’b be great Arch, thank you” The redheaded boy smiled softly and stepped away from the father and son.

The Jones’ stood looking at each other, “I’m so sorry, kid. I’m, trying, I’m really trying.” The father looked sincere and Jughead knew he was.

The boy adjusted his beanie slightly, “I know dad. I’ll come back when we both get it together, okay?’ His father nodded tightly. Jughead smiled softly, and walked over to his friends and was quickly enveloped by a hug, the source being his wonderful girlfriend. 

As the broke part, the four friends carried off towards The Andrews and Coopers neighborhood.

The boy with the darkest hair and lightest spoke up first, “Where were we?”

Betty smiled, knowing that he would like to forget the past drama, at least for now, “You were about to vocalize final final counter argument to our cats versus dogs debate,”

Jughead smiled warmly at her, “Right of course,” His words trailed off into the dark of the night, where no one would ever find them. The leader of the Southside Serpents kept his eyes on his sons and his friends until he couldn’t make them out anymore. He nodded once more, then, he turned swiftly on his heel and walked off slowly. Even though Forsythe Jones the second had been drinking from 5 pm till the late of the night, he finally felt sober again. 


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James Potter Mini Series - My Brother’s Best Friend (Part Four)

Pairing: James Potter x Reader
Word Count: 1873
Blurb: Rosalind Black has always thought James Potter was cute, but that never mattered because he was in love with her best friend. Although, it seems that everything has been changing since her and her twin Sirius Black ran away from home and found themselves at James’ house.
Author’s Note: Trust me, this will get better in like the next chapter. 

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PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE | PART FIVE

Based off this ‘Would Include


The day finally came, I was so excited to go to Hogsmeade with James, I just hoped our plan would work. I’ve been extremely cautious to keep this hidden from Lily. I love her, but I’m quite scared about how she will react about James and I going out. James and I also promised not to tell anyone about this date, just in case anyone decided to open their big mouths and word got around to Sirius.

The time came and I walked down into The Gryffindor Common Room, it was completely empty besides a head of messy hair sitting on the lounge with his back towards me. It was completely silent and I was sure he would hear my footsteps as I walked up behind him. As I thought, he turned around as I took my first step and he stood up with a bright smile on his face.

“You look beautiful Rosalind.” He breathed as I giggled.

“I’m not wearing anything special James, but thank you. You look great too.” I complimented, feeling the heat rush to my face and hoping I wasn’t visibly blushing. James breathed out a small laugh and murmured a ‘thank you’.

“Shall we go?” He put his hand out and I felt a flip in my tummy. I nodded and took his hand as we walked out of the Common Room and made our way to Hogsmeade.

“Sirius didn’t believe me, I was so scared.” I laughed as James and I spoke about telling the Marauders why we couldn’t be going to Hogsmeade.

“What made him believe you then?” James asked swinging our hands slightly.

“Well, it’s pretty embarrassing.” I chuckled, hoping James wouldn’t ask any further.

“Well, you need to tell me now!” James exclaimed and I sighed.

“I cried,” I stated, looking up at him to his face in shock.

“You’re joking?” He asked eyebrows furrowed forming a crease in his forehead.

“I wish I was.” I sighed making him laugh loudly. I couldn’t help but smile hearing his laugh echoing around the room.

“My morning was a bit easier compared to yours.” He said as we walked down the last set of stairs before we would finally be out of the castle.

“Yeah?” I questioned, waiting for him to tell his story.

“Yeah I just pretended to be asleep and both Sirius and Peter tried to wake me up, but after not even a minute they gave up and left.” He explained, shrugging his shoulders.

“Well lucky you.” I giggled as we finally made our way outside. As soon as we stepped outside I took my hand away from James. He looked at me in a questioning way, and I felt bad seeing the slight look of hurt on his face.

“If they were to find us, wouldn’t it be a bit odd if we were holding hands?” I tried to explain and James nodded quickly, not saying anything. I felt bad, and I did quite miss the warmth his hand brought.

We started walking through the thick snow, my arms were wrapped around my body, cold from the falling snow. We hadn’t said anything since I removed my hand, the loud talking of the students around me was all I could hear.

“So, is there anywhere, in particular, you want to go?” James asked, breaking the slightly awkward silence. I hummed as I thought about where I would like to go. My face lit up as I thought of somewhere, but I realised James wouldn’t want to go there.

“Nowhere in particular.” I smiled looking up at him, his hands were in his pockets and he had a few snowflakes in his hair and on his glasses.

“No, you thought of somewhere, tell me.” He insisted as we kept walking.

“It’s fine, you decide the first place.” I tried to tell him, but he wouldn’t listen.

“Tell me, please?” He pouted and I sighed.

“Well I thought about going to Madame Puddifoot’s because you know, I’ve never had anyone to go there with, but we don’t have to go there,” I said quickly, making sure he knew we didn’t have to go there as I saw his face fall.  

“Well, I want to go there too.” He said trying to smile.

“No you don’t, don’t be stupid. Let’s go somewhere else.” I insisted trying to walk in the other direction. James grabbed my wrist softly making me stop.

“We’ll go to Madame Puddifoot’s, as long as we go to Zonko’s next.” His bright smile was back on his face and I couldn’t help but give a small smile as well.

“Deal.” I smiled brighter as James and I walked in the direction of Madame Puddifoot’s.

We didn’t say much as we walked towards the cutesy tea shop. A little bell rang as we entered and warmth instantly spread over my body. I looked back at James who didn’t look too impressed. I felt special that James was in here because of me, especially knowing this was not at all his type of scene.

“Thank you.” I murmured as we made our way past the few other couples in the shop to an empty table.

“You’re lucky you are cute.” He fake pouted as we sat down. I thanked him again and looked down, he sure knew what to say to make my tummy flip.

James didn’t know what to get so he got the same tea as me and we got a dessert to share. As we waited for our order I sighed and rubbed my thighs to warm up.

“Hey, at least Sirius won’t find us in here.” I joked, trying to lighten up the mood a bit. James found that quite funny and couldn’t stop his chuckle.

“That’s true.” He smiled as we looked at each other. I placed my hand on the table and James put his over mine.

“I’m glad we did this,” I said quietly.

“Me too.” He said softly as we sat in silence, just staring at each other. James was rubbing soft circles on the back of my hand. The couples around us were talking, but I paid no attention to them. The only thing that mattered right now was James and I together. The tea shop was warm and it didn’t take long for me to be completely warmed up, I could already feel the heat of my flushed cheeks.

Our tea finally came with our little cake.

“I love tea.” I hummed as I took a sip of the tea I had ordered. I wrapped my hands around the cup to feel the warmth. James took a sip of his and I couldn’t help but laugh at his facial expression.

“What is this?” He asked with a bitter facial expression.

“You don’t like tea?” I asked giggling slightly.

“I do, not this tea though.” He said putting his tea down.

“It’s green tea.” I chuckled, taking another sip.

“Well, it’s not that great.” He said with a slight frown on his face.

“Next date we go on, we will go somewhere you like first,” I said, not really realising what I had said.

“Our next date?” James asked cheekily, a smirk on his face.

“Well, I mean, you know?” I stuttered, not really knowing myself.

“Well if this is your weird way of asking me out on another date, my answer is yes.” He grinned as I shook my head.

“Well, that’s good then.” I chuckled, unable to stop smiling.

We talked the whole time, not a dull moment between the two of us. Once we finished, we went straight to Zonko’s. However, I had a slight frown on my face, unhappy that James had paid for the date. James knew I wasn’t in the best financial situation at the moment, but I didn’t want him to feel the need to pay for everything. But he did anyways.

James bought a few things in Zonko’s, showing me all of his favourite products. I thought it was quite cute how excited he got over the pranking items.  

We decided to go to Honeydukes next, a favourite for both of us. I could smell the sweetness as soon as the door opened and it gave me a warm feeling.

“I think if I could, I would buy this whole store,” I told James as we walked in, making our way past the crowded sweet store.

“What would you buy?” James asked as I walked over to my favourite sweets. I started listing every sweet I loved, walking past some of them as we made our way through the shop. I was in front of James, not really paying attention to what he was doing as I was too busy trying to decide what I wanted to buy.

I was too caught up choosing between a Licorice Wand and a Chocolate Frog that I didn’t even notice James had left. It wasn’t until I was going to ask him what he thinks I should buy, that I realised he wasn’t behind me anymore. I looked around the shop and noticed him at the counter. I waited until he came back.

“Here you go.” He beamed handing me a Honeydukes bag.

“What’s this?” I asked, eyeing the bag he was holding out to me.

“I bought you something.” He was smiling brightly and although it was nice of him, I felt bad he had bought me something else. I reluctantly took the bag and couldn’t believe my eyes when I opened it.

“I can’t take this.” I insisted, handing the bag back to James.

“Yes, you can.” He said putting his hands back in his pockets so I couldn’t hand it back to him.

“James this is too much.” First, he paid for the date and now he had bought all the sweets I had said I would buy earlier.

“I’m not taking it back.” He insisted as I gave him a stern look. “Come on, let’s go back outside.” He said as he walked in front, I followed closely behind.

“James, please take at least some of them.” I pleaded as we walked back out into the cold.

“No, I bought it for you.” He said stubbornly.

“And you paid for the date, James…” I felt horrible he was buying me all of this stuff.

“I know and I did it because I want to, please just take it, you can buy me something next date, okay?” He reasoned and I reluctantly nodded.  

“Ok, but you better let me buy it, otherwise I won’t be happy.” I pointed my finger at him as he smiled and nodded.

“Thank you for a lovely date, Rosalind, we will have to organize our next one soon.” He smiled down at me as we made our way back through the cold to the castle. I nodded in agreement. We said our goodbyes and I gave him a quick hug before walking into Hogwarts. We were going to go in separately, just in case anyone saw us together.

I went straight to my dorm, trying hard to stop smiling, but failing. Today was an amazing day and I was so glad that I had said ‘yes’ to this date with James.

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A\N: Finally Fixed is starting again! I missed writing this series so much. Well, here’s part four friends, I hope you like it!


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As soon as Lydia called me about the suspicious motel that they were staying at, I bolted out of bed. I only paused once to put on a pair of black flats and grab a white cardigan to throw on over the skimpy black nightgown that Lydia had given me before I snatched my phone and keys, running to the Charger and driving for hours in hopes to help my friends.


I made it to the Glen Capri Motel in record time, never going under 100 down the highway. As soon as I got out, I saw a flash of red on the second floor. Looking up, I saw Stiles, Lydia, and Allison huddling around one of the doors. 

Not wasting another second, I bolted up the stairs, sliding to a stop behind Lydia and Allison as Stiles ran into the room, grappling with Ethan for a handsaw. Lydia was the only other one to react, unplugging the saw just in time to save Stiles’ face from being cut in two.

While the whole fiasco was happening, I regret to say that I was frozen, shocked that Ethan would try to rip himself apart. Finally, everything was over when Ethan fell onto a heater trying to get out of the grip that Allison and Stiles had on him.

“What just happened?” Ethan panted before shoving past me, running out of the room. 

“Eth- Liv? What are you doing here?” Stiles asked frantically as he raced over to me.

“I-I came as fast as I could. Lydia called and I figured that you guys needed help.” I explained, my eyes still wide from the scene that I had just witnessed.

“We’ll talk about this later, right now we need to talk to Ethan.” Allison said, causing Stiles to look up and bolt out of the room after Ethan.

“Didn’t you hear what I just said?” Ethan snapped as we chased after him. “ I don’t know how I got there or what I was doing.”

“You could be a little more helpful, Ethan. They did just save your life.” I said, taking a few steps ahead of Stiles in hopes of getting through to the stubborn twin.

“And they probably shouldn’t have.” Ethan said, glaring at us one last time before he stormed into his room.

“What now?” I hear Lydia ask as my shoulders sagged.

“I’ll go find Scott.” Allison spoke up as I stared at Ethan’s closed door. Something was definitely fishy here. “You guys grab Isaac and Boyd. The best thing we can do is get them out of here.”

“What? Why are you looking at me like that?” Lydia asked causing me to whip around to see Stiles staring at her, with a mix of pity and longing. Just seeing the way that he looked at her made my heart drop to my stomach.

“Oh, no, I’m n-” Stiles began, but was cut off by Lydia.

“Stiles.” 

“Alright Lydia, I didn’t want to say anything, but this, everything we’re going through, we’ve kind of been through something like this before. A lot like this.” Stiles said and I took a cautious step forward.

“What do you mean? When did you go through something like this?” I asked and it was almost like Stiles noticed me for the first time that night, more appropriately, he noticed what I was wearing for the first time.

“What are you-” Stiles began but cut himself off, shaking his head and returning to the crisis at hand. “Lydia’s birthday party, the night that she poisoned everyone with wolfsbane.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Lydia rolled her eyes and brushed past him, Stiles didn’t hesitate before trailing after her, trying to apologize. I huffed and put my hair in a ponytail, having a feeling that the rest of the night would be action fueled. I jogged slightly, trying to catch up with my friends, almost running into Lydia as she stopped short of a sewer grate.

“Do you hear that?” She asked as she looked around.

“What?” Stiles asked as Lydia bent down, listening to something. “Lydia, what do you hear?”

“A baby crying.” She muttered as she continued to listen to something that only she could hear. “I hear, I hear water running. Oh my god! She’s drowning the baby! Someone’s drowning!”

I don’t know how Stiles knew to check Boyd and Isaac’s room, but as soon as we burst through, we saw Boyd’s legs sticking out of the tub and a big black box resting on his chest. Stiles and Lydia surged forward, attempting to pull the box off of his chest and failing. My mind went back to the fight with Ethan, how he only snapped out of his trance when he landed on the heater. 

Heat, that was the way to save Boyd. I bolted out of the room and down to the bus, fumbling a few times before I was able to grab two of the three flares and run back to the room. 

I ran past Stiles and Lydia who were still trying to get the safe off. I threw off my cardigan before taking the lid off of the flare and striking it a few times until it finally lit. I only hesitated for a second, hating that I had to hurt Boyd before I thrust the flare into the water. As soon as the fire touched his skin, Boyd shot up, roaring and throwing the safe across the room.

“How did you know to do that?” Stiles asked, staring at me in shock as I pulled my cardigan back on.

“Heat brought Ethan out of it. Boyd was underwater and road flares have their own oxidizers, so I ran to get them.” I said, shaking slightly.

For a moment, everything was silent, except for a quiet panting that I couldn’t place. I looked around, finally pinpointing the sound. I walked over to the bed on the right, slowly sinking to my knees, I lifted the bed skirt to find a sweaty, panicking Isaac. I sat up and grabbed the second flare, quickly lighting it, before lifting the bed skirt again and shoving the flare into Isaac’s shoulder.


“I can’t find Scott anywhere.” Allison said as the four of us rushed down the stairs.

“It’s happening to him too, isn’t it?” Stiles asked.

“It has to be.” Lydia concluded.

“There’s another flare on the bus, I’ll go get it.” I said, surging forward, but stopped in my tracks when I took in the heartbreaking sight of my best friend soaked in, I assumed, gasoline and holding a flare. We made a slow arc around him like he was a ticking time-bomb that could go off at any moment.

“Scott?” I called as we stopped in front of him.

“There’s no hope.” Scott declared after a moment of silence.

“What do you mean, Scott?” Allison asked, her voice cracking. “There’s always hope.”

“Not for me. Not for Derek.” I didn’t bother holding back my tears when I heard the despair in his voice.

“Derek wasn’t your fault. You know Derek wasn’t your fault.” She whispered, still hoping that her efforts would help him off of his metaphorical ledge.

“Every time I try to fight back, it just gets worse. People keep getting hurt. People keep getting killed.” He said, refusing to look any of us in the eye.

“Scott, listen to me, okay? This isn’t you, all right? This is someone inside your head telling you to do this. Okay?” Stiles tried, but Scott cut him off.

“What if it isn’t? What if it is just me? What if doing this is actually the best thing that I could do for everyone else? It all started that night, the night I got bitten. You remember the way it was before that? The three of us, we were, we were, we were nothing. We weren’t popular. We weren’t good at sports. We weren’t important. We were no one. Maybe I should just be no one again. No one at all.” The utter hopelessness in his voice spurred something in me.

“I know it hurts, Scott.” I said as I slowly walked into the puddle of gas with him and he finally met my eyes. “Believe me, I know, but you can’t do this, Scott, at least not alone. You’re my rock, my confidant, my brother, Scott. If you go, then I won’t be long after you.”

“If you go, I go too.” I said as I finally reached Scott, both of us crying openly. I cupped his face with one hand and grabbed the flare with the other, quickly tossing it aside before wrapping him in a hug that we both desperately needed.

“No!” I heard Stiles yell as a force hit my back, throwing Scott and I forward out of the puddle and onto the hard ground. I saw Scott and Stiles shield me as the gasoline erupted into white hot flames.

Once the flames died down, everyone agreed that it would be better to just sleep on the bus. Scott, Allison, and Lydia all climbed the steps slowly exhausted by the night’s events. I was about to follow behind my friends when a hand grabbed my wrist, I turned to find Stiles glaring at me.

“Do you have any clue how stupid that was?” 

“Stiles, you and Scott do stupid things all the time, I don’t really think you’re allowed to lecture me. Scott was going to kill himself.” I said, raising my eyebrows at him.

“I was going to do it. I was going to save him.” Stiles said with his best bitch face.

“The entire time that I was away, you risked your life to help Scott, why can’t I do the same thing?” I practically shouted.

“Because I know that you were putting yourself in danger so that I wouldn’t!” He yelled back and I froze.

“What? No, that’s not-”

“I know how you feel about me Liv…” Stiles interjected and my eyes went wide.

“What?” I repeated.

“The day after Heather’s party I told you that you were trying to hook up with some guy. I was that guy.” Stiles said and I took a step away from him, shocked. “You didn’t recognize me and you were saying how you would sleep with me to get over, well, me.”

“And you just decided to act like nothing happened?” I shouted as took another step back, pained that he would pretend I hadn’t confessed my feelings to him. “Were you just going to keep rubbing it in my face that you love Lydia and not me?”

“No, that’s not what I-”

“You know what, no. I’m going home.” I said, turning on my heel and storming to the Charger, trying to hide my tears from him.

“Wait, Liv!” Stiles shouted, but I ignored him as I peeled out of the parking lot, refusing to look back as the Glen Capri and Stiles faded into the distance.


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Dinner with friends ~ Part four

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A/N ~ Ok so this is my thank you for 600 followers, this one has been months in progress because these two together at the same time kill me. Are y'all ready for a jealous Seung hyun that turns into Daddy Seung hyun?

Pairing ~ Choi Seung hyun x Reader x Kwon Jiyong

Rated ~ SMUT!

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You stirred in bed, a crash followed by the sound of laughter woke you.


“Shhh you’ll wake her” Seung hyun said not so quietly.


“Isn’t that what we want?” Jiyong chuckled.


You sat up in bed, pulling the white satin sheet up to your chest, you fell asleep naked. It was supposed to be a surprise for Seung hyun when he got home from the awards ceremony, he went to the after party with the boys and you couldn’t wait up for him any more.


“Oppa?” you called as you turned on the lamp next to you.


You heard another crash outside your room just before the door flung open and the two men stumbled in.


“Shhhh you’ll wake you” Seung hyun said as he swayed slightly, Jiyong erupted in laughter as he lent against the older man for stability, the action almost causing them to both fall over.

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Afraid To Love

This is a very short thing I’ll be doing based off poems by Lang Leav. They will all be Peter Parker X Reader ’s since this is gonna be a series. Hope you enjoy!

Part Two (The One)

Part Three (Just Friends)

Part Four (Jealousy)

Part Five (The End)

Part Six (A Way Out)

Part Seven (Three Questions)

Part Eight (The Girl He Loves)

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“Afraid To Love”

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      I turn away and close my heart— to the promise of love that is luring.
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      The first time you saw Peter Parker was in Freshman year, fifth period. The day had gone quite terribly for the most important day of the school year, meaning you were pretty exhausted and done by that time. Not only had you managed to get on the bad side of a couple people, but you hadn’t been able to speak and form any type of relationship with anyone, so you were all alone.

      You entered U.S History and sat around the middle of the class, hoping to have luck and that you wouldn’t be paired with someone you’d have to interact with. The day was shitty enough already.

      A scrawny, impressively skinny boy with Harry Potter glasses sat next to you, his nerdy appearance strangely intriguing you. The rest of the class consisted of your eyes darting between him and the board in front of you.

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      For the past has taught to not be caught, in what is not worth pursuing—
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      The day you two formally met and formed a friendship was a few weeks after the geeky boy had caught your attention. You were scanning the lunch room for a seat (as you normally do) and spotted him sitting next to the boy you always associate with Legos. Your legs took you towards the bench in front of them, and you sat your ass down with your tray. “Hey! Mind if I sit here?”

      Your History partner’s eyes widened. “No! Yes! Y-You can totally sit here! The seat’s not taken—I mean, it is by you! Right now!” You chuckled, sending the two boys a sincere smile.

      “What’s your name?” You asked, directing that question at both of them. “You two seem awfully interesting, and I’d like to know who you are.”

      They introduced themselves to you. Ned Leeds and Peter Parker. The names that would change everything.

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      To never do the things I’ve done that once had led to my undoing.
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                     —Lang Leav

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The Winter Soldier (part 2/4)

A/N: Hi guys!!! Wow look at how fast I updated this hahaha. I actually wasn’t supposed to update this until Saturday or Sunday but because I’m sick and have nothing to do, I decided to write the next part!! I’m sorry if there’s any mistakes, my mind isn’t really working that well now but I really wanted to post this so yeah. Anyways, enjoy!!😊

Word Count: 3,872

Part one//Part two//Part three//Part four//Epilogue


“Best friends since childhood, Bucky Barnes and Steven Rogers were inseparable on both school yard and battlefield.” The Smithsonian audio played as you walked to stand beside Steve. You always knew where he would go, sometimes when he kinda misses the past, he’ll come here.

“You must’ve missed being back at the time where all your friends are, huh?” You asked, staring at the video of Bucky.

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Sam’s Best of 2014 List

Top 10 Albums:

  1. Home, Like No Place Is There - The Hotelier
  2. We Don’t Have Each Other - Aaron West & The Roaring Twenties
  3. Maybe This Place Is The Same… - Real Friends
  4. Pleasant Living - Tiny Moving Parts
  5. Oh, Common Life - Fireworks
  6. Reverie Lagoon: Music For Escapism Only - Seahaven
  7. You’re Gonna Miss It All - Modern Baseball
  8. A Place Of Our Own - Have Mercy
  9. Absent Sounds - From Indian Lakes
  10. Die On Stage - Hostage Calm

Honorable Mention: 

  • More Than You Know - For The Win 
  • Hebrews - Say Anything
  • Never Hungover Again - Joyce Manor
  • Temple Of Plenty - Somos
  • Charmer - Tigers Jaw
  • Rented World - The Menzingers

Top 10 EPs:

  1. Self-titled - It Looks Sad.
  2. While I Stay Secluded - Knuckle Puck
  3. Songs Of - The Story So Far
  4. Rose - The Front Bottoms
  5. Cold In The Morning - The Hundred Acre Woods
  6. Go Down In History - Four Year Strong
  7. Split 7” - A Will Away/Head North
  8. How Tough Are Yah? - xSPONGEXCOREx
  9. Blue Dream - Turnover
  10. All In My Head - Seaway

Best Tracks From Albums That Didn’t Make The Cut:

  • “I Wanna Get Better” - Bleachers
  • “Linda Ronstadt” - Andrew Jackson Jihad
  • “Two Beers In” - Free Throw
  • “Sweet Nothings” - Neck Deep
  • “Dirty Ickes” - Sorority Noise
  • “Warm Foothills” - Alt-J
  • “Stand So Tall” - Driver Friendly
  • “Rittenhouse” - Major League
  • “Over It” - This Wild Life
  • “Sleep Deprived” - Handguns
  • “Toy Guns” - Tokyo Police Club
  • “Rest To Get Better” - Transit
  • “Bad Habits” - Heart To Heart
  • “Paralyzed” - Angels & Airwaves
  • “Cecilia & The Satellite” - Andrew McMahon In The Wilderness

2014 was a BEYOND incredible year for music, by far one of the best I’ve ever lived through. Making this list took a lot of time to think out everything because each of these albums, EPs, and tracks mean so much to me and deciding which one to put above the other is tough. However, I knew from the first full listen of Home, Like No Place Is There that it would be The Album Of The Year and it has held its ground since February. I can’t wait to see what 2015 brings!

Part Four

Are We Friends or Are We more?

A/N: Part four is here!! Let me know what you think! xx

Part One  Part Two  Part Three

“Are you excited to finally go home, sweetie,” Emily, the nurse who had been assigned to your care for the past few day asks, “You’ll finally be able to sleep in your own bed.”

“Yeah,” You whisper, not even attempting to smile back. You look out the window as she removes your IV and checks your temperature one last time.

“Everything seems okay, the doctor will be here soon to talk to you and then you’ll be free, dear,” She pats your hand gently, giving you a friendly smile.

“Thank you,” You tell her sincerely, offering her a pathetic smile.

“It’s my job, dear, take care of yourself, you hear me,” She warns, no doubt referring to more than your physical injuries. During the last few days she had overheard you crying and your sister fuming over Harry more than once.

A few seconds after she walks out of your room, your sister enters holding a bouquet of colourful flowers, “You brought me flowers,” You ask in confusion.

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Part four of my Internet Friends Pliroy AU!  (This really needs a proper title…  Oh well, something will come to me eventually.)  Hope you guys like it!  As always, comments are welcomed and encouraged!!  <3

Part One, Part Two, Part Three


He woke up to a text at 9:04 a.m.

Yuratchka:  FUCK WE FORGOT TO TALK ABOUT THE VIDEO

J.J. laughed around his groan.  How was he already awake?  They had a day off between the short program and the free skate, so why wasn’t he resting? His phone chimed again.

Yuratchka:  Shit, I hope I didn’t wake you up.  I had a weird dream, so I woke up kind of wired.
Yuratchka:  You were in it, actually.  Well, kind of.  I don’t know what you look like so your face was… blank, I guess?  That was weird.  You were taller than me in my dream, too.  I don’t know if that’s true or not.  How tall are you?

J.J. snickered.  He might as well get up.  He checked the time on his converter—1 a.m. in Montreal.  He could be awake.  He’d have to stop texting him for several hours after responding a few times…  He could keep up the ruse.  It would be fine.

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12 DAYS OF AKAFURI

Here you go, a little earlier than last night’s posting! *snuggles blankets*

Day Four Prompt: Which Akashi?

Title: And I Called Your Name (Part 4 of 12)

(Other Parts: Part 1/Part 2/Part 3/Part 4(here)/Part 5/Part 6/Part 7/Part 8/Part 9/ Part 10/Part 11/Part 12)

Synopsis: Kouki grows up, and in his first year of high school discovers an emperor.

AU: Childhood Friends AU

Pairing: Akashi/Furihata

Word Count: 900+

Note: Largely unedited because I’m just gonna churn these out with no time to go back and make them much better so please forgive any huge flaws you may spot.

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MASTERLIST

Imagines

Teen Wolf

Liam Dunbar - Model Material 

Liam Dunbar - Model Material: Part Two

Liam Dunbar - Surprise: Part One

Liam Dunbar - Surprise: Part Two

5SOS

Gang!5SOS: Part One

Part Two

Part Three

twisted nightmares - part one

part two

Luke Hemmings

Luke Hemmings - No More Reruns

Luke Hemmings - Sorry Sir, We’re Closed REQUESTED

roommates ; lh

roommates part two ; lh

Calum Hood

ain’t no mountain high enough part one ; ch

Michael Clifford

Michael Clifford - I Don’t Love You. Do I?

accidently in love; m.c

Ashton Irwin

Ashton Irwin - Thanks To Detention Part One

Magcon

Jack Gilinsky - Best Friends Brother Part One

Jack Gilinsky - Best Friends Brother Part Two

Jack Gilinsky - Best Friends Brother Part Three

Jack Gilinsky - Best Friends Brother Part Four

Jack Gilinsky - Best Friends Brother Part Five: Final

Sam Wilkinson - Let Me Kiss The Pain Away Part One

Sam Wilkinson - Let Me Kiss The Pain Away Part Two

Sam Wilkinson - Let Me Kiss The Pain Away Part Three

Sam Wilkinson - Let Me Kiss The Pain Away Part Four/ COMING SOON/ FINAL

Kenny Holland- Christmas

Jack Johnson - Paint Fight

Matthew Espinosa - Invisible (one of my favorite things ive written) <3

Shawn Mendes - I’ll Save You From Your Nightmare

Aaron Carpenter - We Don’t Even Know About Us

Aaron Carpenter - Aquarium Fun

Carter Reynolds - Party Games

Jack Gilinsky - Movie Cuddles 

Taylor Caniff - Project Partners

Cameron Dallas - Just A Walk In The Park? REQUESTED

HOLY SHIT I FORGOT ABOUT THESE SERIES SHOULD I CONTINUE IT?

The Walking Dead - Magcon Edition Part One

The Walking Dead - Magcon Edition Part Two

The Walking Dead - Magcon Edition Part Three

Youtubers

Connor Franta - Better Thank Him

A/N: FEEL FREE TO REQUEST. (: