people get married up there

People are for real theorizing on stydia breaking up and are saying “when” not “ "if”…
Lydia opened a rift to another dimension with her love for him. He heard her remembering their first kiss. He has been in love with her since they were 8. If she died he would literally go out of his freaking mind. He used his last moments in this world before being taken to make sure that she knew that he loved her. She believed in him when no one else did. It’s looking like a main goal for her in 6b is his safety above all else.
But yeah go off they’re definitely going to break up, that makes sense.

Pulse Part 2

Part 1

Genre: Fluff, tiny tiny angst
Words: 1,442
Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: Mentions of stalking, self-defense fighting
Summary: Soulmate AU in which one’s heartbeat becomes perfectly in sync with their soulmate’s once they meet.


“Come on, Doll. You got it.”

You huffed, trying your best to lift the bar that was weighing you down. There were small weights on each side that were about five pounds each, and even that much was an improvement to just lifting the forty pound bar the week before.

Your arms were shaking with the effort, and when Bucky saw that you weren’t going to be able to push the bar the rest of the way up after the prior reps you had already done, he took over, taking it out of your hands and easily setting it back above you like it weighed as much as a feather.

“We can try again on Wednesday. You’re getting better.”

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  • Newsies Boyband AU!
  • Now first of all I would call them the Newsboys but like…that’s a real band that exists so idk what their name would be
  • But anyway! Boybands! Fun and cute and lots of wiggle room!
  • Crutchie
    • lead singer
    • beloved by his bandmates and by most fans but every once in awhile there’s that one fan
      • Idk I just think Charlie is overrated….he can’t sing that well, Jack has a nicer voice, and I think he only gets to sing lead because of his leg :/ I’m not ableist or anything, I just don’t like him
    • Mostly Crutchie ignores things like that but once in awhile he wonders if they’re true
  • Jack
    • lead guitar/harmonies
    • very much the Hot Onetm but people tend to overlook his talents
    • designed the logo and does all of the shirts and album covers but doesn’t make that public knowledge
    • the Crutchie Bashers usually use Jack as an excuse and Jack is having none of it he’s a master vague tweeter
      • I love all my bandmates and everyone is perfectly suited to what they do, from lights to vocals!
      • I feel like people forget Crutch and I have been best friends since fifth grade and I have videos like this cause if they didn’t they’d ask for more [video of Crutchie singing The Wizard and I at a middle school talent show]
    • he loves singing harmony, and only sings lead if somebody makes him. two songs in their repertoire include him on melody
  • Race
    • the drummer
    • (haha guess who still likes EYDW with all his heart?)
    • he’s the Wild Onetm but everyone adores him because he’s cute and funny
    • Racetrack Higgins Highlights:
      • “So I was like, fuck it-wait shit I can’t swear in interviews-fuck! Dammit, sorry, I-” “Race just stop talking”
      • he broke a snare during a concert once and put it on his head like a hat
      • pictures of him kissing everyone in the band, on crew, and even fans on the cheek but it’s because that’s what he does. In Italy. That’s how you greet people. and it just carried over
      • always wears a necklace with a shark tooth. gazes into the distance when asked where it was from and responds with, “I’ll never forget her.” Actually bought it Wings on a day off in North Carolina
      • changes hair colors every other week. fans go to two concerts in two days. first one he has bright red hair. next day it’s bright blue.
      • slowly acquiring more piercing until one day they’re all gone.
        • “Lmao you though those were real? I cried when I got a single ear piercing.”
      • then people think his tattoo is fake and it isn’t but it’s ridiculous. like literally the word “THOT” on the back of his neck. Spot dared him to.
    • so people love him even though he’s wild
  • Spot
    • designs sound for recordings and live shows
    • most fans only know him as the one goading Race on
    • but once in a while somebody recognizes him in the sound booth and is like “ahh, that’s who he is”
    • also secretly write lyrics sometimes but asks to be credited as “Sam Carlson” so his poetic writing doesn’t ruin his tough guy image
    • which makes people think of all these crazy theories as to who Sam Carlson is and why he writes songs randomly for the band
    • is the only reason Race hasn’t gotten lost on tour in a gas station
    • is the one who set up the Walkie Talkie system that keeps everyone organized
    • the star of Jack’s snapchat story half the time but never caught doing anything strange? people just know he’s awesome and says funny things
    • is the one who adopted the cat and resulted in him being named Asshole but it was an accident
  • Katherine and Sarah
    • managers and lighting designers
    • really cool and really gay
    • every time they’re doing a show around a Pride parade time or during Pride month there are rainbows and other flags everywhere
    • Sarah is also in charge of PR after the Incident of Race accidentally DMing a fan who’s username included Jack’s name something along the lines of “sup fuckface where are you everyone else is here and you’re the one who said he was bringing the good stuff”
      • by good stuff he’d simply meant the Purple Doritos but the fan didn’t know that and it took a while for people to let that go
    • People think Jack and Kat are dating for a long time because they’re always together
    • it literally took like fifty pictures of Kat and Saz kissing before people stopped denying how gay she was
  • Davey
    • plays bass but also violin and other related string instruments
    • sometimes sings a third part but not usually
    • people don’t give him much credit until there’s a new song
    • which starts out really slow and is only Jack singing and Davey playing cello but mid song it picks up and Dave changes instruments really fast like in the space of one beat to violin and goes really hard and the song tops the charts for weeks because it’s like crazy good
      • “yeah I’m a classically trained violinist, I just usually have more fun on bass” “…” “but i like that song a lot, most times I’m on violin it’s slow and boring”
    • that song is also when most of the Crutchie Bashing started because it was the first really popular one that featured Jack on melody since only Jack sang
  • Their shows are legendary for being good like the vocals the instrumentals everything is always good
  • they got their start in college where Crutchie got them into one of the theatres and it was just for fun
  • but Race, the wild one even in the very beginning, realized that they were actually really good and signed them up for some show like America’s Got Talent or something like that
  • and while they didn’t win overall, they did get enough attention to get a record deal
  • and then they just EXPLODED and became the new big thing
  • which kind of freaked all of them out a little bit because what has started as fun music with friends was suddenly paparazzi and crazy fans and people wanting to know “when is it what is it where is it how are you will you” about their songs
  • but they mostly acclimated pretty fast
    • Crutchie had the hardest time because while he’s friendly he’s also a but of an introvert and needs his privacy which was suddenly a lot harder to find
  • like most boybands, instantly there were Those Fans who shipped people
    • the most common one became Jack and Race because they seemed like the ones most likely to like each other
    • really though it was Spot and Race, who balanced each other out, and Jack and Crutchie, who’d been in love for years and only figure it out when people started trying to ship Jack and Race which made Crutchie really jealous, and the people who nobody knew as well like Specs and Romeo, Kat and Saz (at first they became better known later), etc
  • they get a really good rep with people because they’re always willing to take a selfie or like fanart as long as it isn’t creepy, or answer questions
  • Jack hosts monthly Q&A sessions on his snapchat and each time it’s somebody new
    • so like the first one is Crutchie, then Davey, then Race, then Katherine, then Sarah, the Romeo, etc
  • They don’t come out for a long time but one day they’re performing in a town where there’s this big news story about a gay kid getting harassed at school and they know the kid is there because it was the only positive thing they found on his twitter, so they all come out together like the entire band and crew
    • “So we’ve heard about some of the stuff that’s been going on here, and we want everyone to know that we don’t agree with it, at all. In fact, things like that effect us, too. I’m not the most eloquent speaker, but if you’re hurting today because of who you are, of how you’re born, know that you’ll always have support with us.”
    • And Jack kisses Crutchie in public for the first time which leads to Race stealing Crutchie’s mic and yelling something about “get up here asshat we can’t let him show us up!” and then suddenly every single couple involved in the band is on stage being proud of who they are
    • the kid who was getting bullied cried and then they invited him backstage and he cried more and it was really sweet and they stayed in touch
  • After that the Discoursetm is horrible around them for like, months
    • “reminder that Jack is dating Crutchie and shipping him with Race is not cool”
    • “reminder that we can ship whoever we want with whoever we want and it doesn’t cause harm”
    • “stop calling Jack bi when he’s gay, don’t erase his identity” (jack retweets it with the added caption “I’m bi as heck actually everyone is pretty and it’s not fair :)”
    • “they’re just faking it for attention!!!1!!1″
  • after a few years they announce it’s their last tour and people are like “oh no, what happened, did people start fighting?”
  • and their answer is “no but we’re like twenty eight now and honestly just want to get married and settle down”
    • except for Spot and Race who plan on going around the world in eighty days and then getting a dog and doing it again with the dog
    • or at least, that Race’s plan, Spot just honestly wants to stop moving around and settle down a bit, but maybe not get married yet
  • So the band breaks up and people are kinda sad but every time they’re all in one place, which is pretty often since they’re all best friends, somebody snapchat/instagram/twitter/youtube gets a new video of them messing around
  • Jack and Davey out out a solo album and it’s really good
  • Crutchie gets coerced into releasing a Christmas album and it’s funny
  • and Davey makes a Hanukkah album that’s him playing and singing traditional songs that he sang growing up and it’s gorgeous
  • Bonus: Red Carpet Tidbits
    • because I have a lot of feelings about Crutchie’s style
      • Crutchie gets known for never wearing a normal tux like it’s always custom done and never just black or navy
      • also his makeup is always On Point like crazy good and people are like “tell us your secrets” and he’s like “lol cvs and years of practice and makeup tutorials from YouTube”
  • Jack wears normal suites but there’s always a twist
    • the first was the time he actually just spilled paint on himself in the suit bc he’s an idiot but there wasn’t time for a new one so they ended up just going with it and it looked pretty okay
    • and after that he get’s suites from like Macy’s modified to look better on him and to add cool things
    • also his hat game is pretty terrific
    • he’s also a total hipster and people know it
  • Davey wears totally normal red carpet men’s attire but lets Crutchie do his makeup and look absolutely gorgeous
  • Race wears crazy stuff
    • like you know the Great Comet ensemble costume design? probably things like that. formal wear turned into punk style things and he pulls it off and lets Crutchie do his makeup too
  • the best picture of the band is from like, the Grammys or some award show like that where Crutchie is in a purple suit, Jack is wearing a beanie and a jackson pollock styled color splashed suit, dave is looking fine in a perfectly normal suit and SUPER Extra but good makeup, and Race is like barely clothed but still obviously supposed to be wearing a suit like thing and like a foot shorter than everyone
A letter from Prompto, before your wedding.

Hi there, beautiful.

We made it. We actually made it. We’re getting married today! I think I’m just about ready, Ignis and Gladio were shocked that I could tie my tie by myself and it was hilarious. I hope your getting ready process is going well, I can’t wait to see how stunning you look!

I always had a feeling it would be you. Call me a fool, yeah I see you doing that little laugh of yours, but I did. You’re just… perfect? No, perfect doesn’t even begin to describe you. I can’t think of a word which describes you though. Oh! Indescribable. That works. You are so wonderful that you are indescribable. Boom.

A lot of people say that they ‘can’t believe they’re getting married’ in the build up to their weddings. Me? I fully believe we are getting married, today is proof. What I can’t believe is that you actually love me. Part of me has always been in shock about it. Remember the day we told each other we loved each other for the first time? Best day of my life.

I’ve always wanted to find people who accept me and love me for who I am, you know that, what with my different past and all. I have the guys, on one side, and then I have you. You showed me a new kind of love, one I never thought I would neither get or deserve. I know my self-doubt and self-worth issues have been a problem sometimes, for both of us with our own stuff, but every day you’re helping me with them. I’d like to hope that I’m helping you with yours too. I want you to see yourself like I see you, and I’m going to keep trying to help you with that, as I know you’ll help me.

You’re making me believe that I do deserve the love that you give me, that I do deserve you. And, boy, what a person to deserve. You’re basically on Astral tier for me. When I first saw you I genuinely thought you were Shiva’s daughter or something, or maybe even Shiva herself. You’re so beautiful. You laugh at my jokes too, which I am forever thankful for, shows me that I do have at least something resembling a comedic bone in my body! Seriously though, I love everything about you. All your quirks, your habits, your attitude, you. Just you.

I’m excited to get married, but I’m also nervous. I’m scared of letting you down, of not being the husband you want me to be. I want to do everything with you, the house, the pets, the kids, everything. I just love you so much, I want to give you everything you want. Your happiness is my happiness, just as mine is yours. We’ll end up in an endless cycle of happiness if we’re not careful!

I feel like I’m rambling a little. Am I rambling? You can judge that. It’s not my fault that I can’t hide my feelings for you very well, I never have been able to. I mean, you called the proposal almost a week before it happened because of how giddy I was. You really get me. I don’t know how, but you do. Everything you do for me makes me want to be a better person, for you and Noct and everyone. I can’t thank you enough for that, honestly. I don’t think I’ve ever stopped thanking you or telling you I love you since we got together, and I’m not sorry about it.

I’ll end this here, I imagine you still have some getting ready to do. You’re the most important person in the world to me, I hope you know that. I can’t wait to start the next part of our lives together. I love you. I love you. I love you. You’ll probably be sick of me saying that by the time tonight is over, but hey, what can I say? I love you.

Love you always, and thank you for loving this goofball.

P. x

PS. Threw a few photos in of our favourite memories together. I thought you would like to see ones we’ve shared as we get ready to make so many more.

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Baze/Chirrut & 48!

Rampage, from this meme.  Set in this verse.

Clutching his chest, Chirrut dramatically fell back among the wreckage of Saya’s rampage. A foam block dug into his back, and he shifted to dislodge it.

“Papa,” Saya chided.

“Right, right, sorry,” Chirrut said, and laid back down. “Dead monsters don’t move.”

The unmistakable sound of Baze climbing the stairs was accompanied by the sharp, fragant smell of delicately fried fish. He must have stopped at the Mon Calamari shop in the southern quarter of the city. The meet was supposed to take place in the eastern district. A change in venue never boded well.

“Papa!” Saya shrieked as the door open.

“What did we talk about?” Baze asked, setting aside the food in order to scoop Saya up.

“Sometimes I’m too loud,” she obediently recited. “I need to be mound—

“Mindful of others, especially your poor tired fathers,” Baze said.. There was a pause in which Chirrut assumed Baze was looking over him. “Are you still dead?”

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anonymous asked:

How do you feel about people claiming that in marrying Bruce, Selina's character will be ruined? I of course see that argument as odd, seeing that she's said numerous times in the past that she wants to be happy, and with that, settling down and having a family. Do you truly think that would waver who Selina is?

You already know that I don’t. I wrote about my thoughts on Selina and family and marriage awhile ago and you can read about it here. Linking it seems like such a cop out but it’s pretty long. On that note I will say this: when people have brought up the idea that getting married would ruin her character I had no idea what they were talking about until I read this. Warning: do not read unless you can afford a spike in blood pressure.

Most notably this critic is says this:

She is a thief.  She is a thrill seeker.  For her, it’s all about the hunt.

And this little gem right here:

I see so many people on social media saying how romantic this is.  It makes me wonder.  Is this just a knee jerk reaction to seeing two long time lovers finally getting together?  Have people really even taken the time to analyze this relationship?  Or, are the ones shipping this the kind of people that value need over want?

Eye roll to the fullest. As a Batcat blogger I take that as a personal challenge. Yes, we have taken the time to analyze this relationship and we have almost 80 years of material to go on and I’ve come with the receipts. 

I suppose this is what most people are referring to when they say that Catwoman’s character would be “ruined” if she got married. Those who are saying that are grossly oversimplifying her character and missing an important part of Catwoman’s development as a character. It reduces Catwoman to just a thief and that does her such a huge disservice. It has been true across multiple versions and media that, Catwoman does not always want to be defined as a thief. That thrill of thievery that they’re referring to, and Selina has said this herself multiple times, wears off. Thieving and other criminal activity has gotten her thrown in prison, almost killed, and she’s had to fake her death a couple of times because of it (as recently as Future’s End). The criminal lifestyle has almost ruined her life and eventually it ends up making her feel empty and trapped. 

Going back to the Bronze Age after Selina spends some time in prison for her crimes as Catwoman once she’s paroled she wants to move on and distance herself from her past. (Batman #308)

Later on during a meeting with Bruce she tries to disguise herself because she worries that being seen in public with her will hurt his reputation and cause a scandal. (Batman #313) 

Skipping ahead to the Pre-Flashpoint era Catwoman’s second on-going series was all about her reforming and becoming the defender of Gotham’s east end. In the very first issue of her series we get a lot from Selina’s perspective on why she does it. To really understand you’ll have to read her first on-going series because a lot of stuff went down towards the end of it that makes Selina disenchanted by the criminal lifestyle. At the beginning of her second series she can’t even bring herself to put on the costume because it’s brought her so much suffering and she feels defined by what she considers to be past mistakes. (Catwoman [v3] #1)

I don’t think that Selina thinks that marriage is the end all be all, but I definitely don’t think that it’s something that she’d completely rule out either. In fact I think that Selina hasn’t seriously considered it because she just never thought that it was an option for her. It’s funny to me that so many people think that Selina is strictly anti-marriage when 1) she’s never said that before and there’s nothing in canon to indicate that she feels that way and 2) some versions of her have expressed a desire to have a family. 

I wrote about this in my previous post but from Catwoman’s second series while Selina steals an ancient dollhouse she talks about her childhood and mourns the loss of her family and the fact that she missed out on that stability growing up. I think that indicates that there is some kind desire to regain that. (Catwoman [v2] #39)

There it is–Everything I’ve always wanted. Everything I’ve never had…Preserved over millennia in perfect condition. Priceless miniature. Stable family.

Emphasis mine. I also can’t stress enough that Catwoman’s Earth-2 counterpart point blank said that she wanted a family and a new life badly enough that she came up with some ludicrous lie about having amnesia in order to obtain it, but she thought it was too late. Earth-2 Catwoman ends up marrying Batman and having a child. The Brave and the Bold #197 was all about Bruce and Selina’s desire to start a new life and finding happiness with each other. In the Bronze Age version Bruce and Selina both retire to raise their daughter together and in the latest version they raise her as a crime fighter. That proves that marriage doesn’t “trap” Selina by any means. She did however feel trapped being Catwoman.

Still not convinced? Okay. I know that The Dark Knight Rises isn’t everyone’s favorite version of Catwoman, but something Christopher Nolan got right… Selina Kyle is introduced as a thief but she’s working for Daggett with the promise that she’ll be compensated with a software that will allow her to erase her criminal record which she wants to use to start a new life. She tells Bruce:

I started out doing what I had to. Once you’ve done what you’ve had to they’ll never let you do what you want to…There’s no fresh start in today’s world. Any twelve year old with a cell phone can find out what you did. 

In Batman: The Telltale Series Selina has an excellent dialogue with Bruce about her criminal career where she lays it all out. She says:

You’re a good man, Bruce. But good men don’t lie with thieves.I know what I am. No noble intentions, just the thrill of breaking what they say can’t be broken. Knowing there’s no safe I can’t crack, no fortress I can’t infiltrate. Proving I can… I’ve stolen from corrupt jerks like Hill, but I’ve taken plenty from good people too. And for what? Some shiny new toys and a crappy apartment on the edge of town? The high is nice but it wears off. And you look around and see…nothing. So you get back out there. Try and chase that feeling down, but it never amounts to anything really.

What has remained true about Selina in the comic books and other media is that she begins her life as a thief, but eventually she wants out but she feels defined by it. She feels like she has no other choice but to keep going. People really look down on Catwoman because she’s a criminal. She gets really dismissed as just some thief. This is something that Selina internalizes and is insecure about. Selina doesn’t always think that she’s a good person and that she can’t be anything other than a thief and a criminal. The idea that all Catwoman wants to do is live a dangerous life of chaos and crime is exactly the type of label she very often tries to break away from. 

The argument that Selina shouldn’t get married because she’ll feel trapped is ironic considering that there’s a lot canonical evidence that she actually feels trapped by The Life™ and it just reeks of concern trolling. Somehow people think that risking imprisonment and death and being defined as a criminal is a more preferable outcome than marriage. 

Catwoman is a character that’s always reinventing herself and always looking for a second chance. I don’t think that that always means marriage and family, but I don’t see why it can’t especially since it’s never been done in the main continuity before. 

I’m not going to bother addressing an argument that Bruce and Selina have a one sided relationship, because it’s obvious nonsense and I’ve dedicated many a blog posts already refuting that. I suggest going through my tags if you really want to know, but I will say this because I think it’s crucial: in spite of everything that people say and think about Catwoman and what she often thinks of herself Batman never stops believing in her. 

Batman has been a constant presence in her life and more often than not it’s his unwavering belief that deep down she’s a good person that inspires her to see the good in herself and get the second chance she so desperately seeks. Whether it’s inspiring her to become the whip wielding defender for Gotham’s most disenfranchised, running off to France, or starting a family. Batman and Catwoman have found a lot of happiness in each other so I find the idea that marriage would “ruin” Catwoman’s character to be, quite frankly, absurd.

Batman and Catwoman have been together for 77 years. It’s just time.

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“I suppose because it’s boring to keep telling stories where people just get born and grow up and get married and die. So they add strange things in, to make it more interesting when a person is born, more satisfying when they get married, sadder when they die.”
Lebedeva snapped her fingers. “It’s like lying!” she exclaimed. “Well, we understand that, of course! The bigger the lie, the happier the liar.”

happy birthday @kkoschei!

Reincarnation

Here’s my piece for day one of Wondertrev Week!

day 1 // July 24th - reincarnation // favorite scene/interaction 


The time passes with little to no fanfare. First, it’s just days. They visit the celebration happening in Trafalgar Square following the end of the war. Etta hears about the memorial set up for fallen soldiers and the crew goes to see it all. Diana walks by celebrating young lovers, a child propped on his father’s shoulders and her heart breaks more and more with each step. The pain floods back to her and she falters as she approaches the board of soldiers’ photographs. She sees Steve again and it takes all the strength she can muster not crumble to the ground. Unshed tears form in her eyes and she tries to smile at Steve’s picture but she can only manage a slight upturn of her lips before she has to turn away.

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Being a Ravenclaw & Dating H.G Would Include:

‣Sharing unsweetened tea

‣Late night study sessions

‣Really intellectual conversations at 3 a.m

‣Sneaking out late at night to go to the RoR together

‣Taking turns reading aloud to each other

‣Painting and writing poems for Hermione

‣Quill ‘collecting’ together (hoarding)

‣Movie dates

‣Sharing annoyed looks across the room when someone asks a stupid question

‣Sharing barely concealed grins across the room when only the two of you know what’s going on and everyone else is confused

‣PDA only when trying to prove a point or to annoy someone

‣Sneaking out and going to the Forbidden Forest to stargaze from the ground

‣Sitting at each other’s tables during meal times and alternating every other day

‣You only own leather bound books and journals

‣You take black and white photos

‣Snuggling in front of the fire in the Gryffindor common room

‣You take her to the Ravenclaw common room to study to get fresh air

‣Listening and falling asleep at night to recordings of nature sounds (E.g waterfalls, waves, breeze, whistling of the wind, ruffling of leaves, rain, thunder, etc)

‣Vintage music on a record player

‣Dancing slowly to the music at night when the only light in the room is the one shining through the windows from the moon

‣Traveling to ancient cities where you can feel the ancient vibe in the air

‣Her parent like and respect you because they appreciate the fact that you care about your education and future and they feel that the both of you together help one another stay concentrated on your studies

‣You binge watch shows for days straight and eventually when Hermione goes to check on you she gets hooked too

‣You care very much about your studies but not always at the right time… sometimes you can either definitely a procrastinator or not even let a minute pass after you get an assignment to finish it. It depends on your mood tbh

‣In this aspect you’re inconsistency drives Hermione nuts

‣You each own at least two house ties of each other’s house and you wear them despite always getting called out for it

‣You probably find mahogany desks aesthetically pleasing because there’s something about the color mahogany and desks that screams 'power’ and 'knowledge’

‣You go on adventures together but not without at least some type of rough draft

‣You particularly enjoy jungle safaris and mountain climbing

‣You have a stable long-term relationship that many people look up to and eventually you get married which is not really a surprise


A/n: Dedicated to @voidrose and @vickie_c ! Who else is a Ravenclaw? 🦅

lol can people shut the hell up? emma and killian are getting married. they are the main couple. emma is the main character. it’s her story. they will get focus and promo for their wedding. they deserve that and more. this isn’t about your faves. 

REQUESTED: “Imagine where Credence is jealous of reader because they get flirted with a lot please"

Warnings: Mentions of scars/past abuse

Word Count: 2,336

A/N: Sorry if the ending is a little abrupt, but if I continued, this would have been a novel or something.


Credence didn’t get it. He just didn’t get it, and he didn’t get why he was mad about it, and he didn’t know how to fix it, and everything was a mess.

You had joined Newt about eight months ago, which was six months after what happened that night in that subway far away in New York, as his assistant, and you were the vibrant sort, full of life and passion. It was contagious, to say the least. Credence had long been working on himself—healing in all kinds of ways that he could, learning to work through bad days, learning to appreciate the good days, and trying to maintain relationships with other people. Newt had been his best friend before you, but your easy, outgoing nature had coaxed him into a kind of tentative openness, especially when you had moved in with the two of them and he spent much of his time around you. That kind of radiant positivity had washed over him constantly and given him the nudge he needed to open up a little bit more.

However, because of that easy nature of yours that had touched him so gently, Credence was left at a loss to understand his feelings for you. He couldn’t open up about how he felt to anyone the way he did with you; the words seemed to get stuck in his mouth, and that wave of lingering fear, that anxiety, over being misunderstood, seemed to take hold again. Really, he was working on it, trying to open up more to other people, but part of him wondered if it was just something about you. And that brought on a whole new kind of fear.

Also because of that easy nature, everyone seemed to flock to you soundlessly and swiftly. It was something that was starting to drive Credence absolutely insane with—jealousy, perhaps. Concern, maybe. Anger, definitely. It certainly didn’t help that the three of you tended to go out every Friday to let you stretch out that energy of yours, since staying cooped up too long tended to stretch a shadow over your eyes that made everyone anxious, so Credence saw this happen every single week.

Like now.

Credence was sitting (sulking) at the bar near Newt, content to stay away from the crowd and preferring the company of someone he knew well instead, and watched you, surrounded by a group of people fighting for your attention. Your smile was a beacon Credence could have seen from space, and you were like a light house, turning that light in an arc to make sure no one got excluded from its shine. He sipped quietly from his drink and couldn’t help the spike of anger whenever someone rested their hands on your arm or pulled a laugh from you. That anger swelled when you began dancing, changing partners for every new song and spreading that joy you somehow held inside of you. Credence wondered what it would be like to inspire that kind of attention from people, from strangers, who just were drawn to you inexplicably like magnets, and what it would be like to be adored like you. He also couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to be adored by you.

But that wasn’t for him to wonder, so the rest of the night was spent in silence, a slow buzzing hum remaining in the back of his head until it came time to leave. Then the buzzing became an unstable roar because you were radiant, happier now than you had been spending the day with him yesterday. He couldn’t help but notice the shine in your eyes as you greeted him happily that hadn’t been there the day before. The night out had been good for you, and absolutely terrible for him. But he said nothing. He felt it wasn’t his place.

Unfortunately, that roaring in his mind would not subside, which meant another sleepless night spent sitting on the living room sofa. Credence had tried reading, but he couldn’t focus his eyes or his mind on the words well enough or long enough to get anything from it. He settled on sitting by the window instead, gazing at flickering lights against the stars, and wondered if there would ever be one night when his mind would quiet down enough for a full-night’s rest. A quick glance to the scars on his hands reminded him that maybe that was wishful thinking. The voice in his head had always been Mary Lou’s on the bad nights, or on nights spent alone with himself in general, so maybe restful sleep would always elude him. That thought was enough to send a shudder through him as he ran his thumb along the raised skin on his hands again.

He was startled from his reverie at the sound of the kitchen sink running and a glass filling and snapped his head toward the sound, half in fear, half in mild curiosity. Looking, he noticed it was only you, half awake and rubbing at your eyes with the hand that wasn’t clutching your glass of water. You were leaning gently against the counter, still not having turned the lights on, and for the first time since he met you, Credence thought he could see a trace of sadness in your eyes, and a kind of distance in them that frightened him. Tentatively, he called your name. “Y/N?”

Clearly, he had startled you. Your eyes snapped to attention, your body curving toward the sound of his voice, quiet as it was. Any trace of that sadness or that distance was gone instantly, and Credence couldn’t tell if that was better or worse. “I didn’t see you, Credence. You were sitting in the dark. Can’t sleep?” You made your way over to him, sitting in the chair opposite his by the window.

Credence simply shook his head, averting his eyes to look out the window again. Part of him didn’t want to look at you, in part because of that night’s events and those thoughts he couldn’t help but have but mostly because he couldn’t figure out what was up with you tonight—what he had been missing somehow/ There was something inside of you that the exuberance hid from everyone when they looked, and now that he knew, he couldn’t quite tell what to make of it—of you. He couldn’t look at you, then, especially if he wanted to talk to you. “Thinking again.”

He could feel you more than see you pull your knees up to your chest and then shift again to sit cross-legged in the chair. He could feel you thinking too, if he paid close enough attention. “What were you thinking about, Credence?”

He wanted to be honest with you now, as he had always tried to be, so he spoke as much of the truth as he cold manage. “I was wondering how you get everyone’s attention… how that would feel maybe, to be noticed like that… I wondered what it would be like to have your attention. And now… I’m wondering why you’re sad.”

Credence’s voice never ceased to shock you—there was something strong behind its quiet and cracked words, behind the pauses in his speech that weren’t really hesitation but more a habit of waiting to be told he shouldn’t speak anymore (an observation that had broken your heart when you first noticed and still did sometimes, though now it was more a part of him than a conscious fear). The honesty he gave you now was even more jarring combined with that strength. You were stunned for a moment before you answered. “I feel like a ghost, Credence. That’s why I’m sad.”

You watched him uncurl slightly, loosening the grip he had on his hands, and you could practically see his mind at work. The roar in his head returned to its buzzing. “I get that…”

It hurt you to know that he did, but you also knew that before he said it, which was why you had tried so hard to hide the negativity inside from him especially. “I know you do, Credence… You’re probably the only one who does.”

Silence followed for what felt like minutes but could have been only a few seconds. “Why do you feel like a ghost?”

You considered not saying anything, but you knew he deserved better—the fact that he could ask you things directly now was proof enough that he deserved an answer. “You wondered what it felt like to get that attention, and… It doesn’t feel good, Credence. It feels really terrible.” Your voice faltered, and Credence looked at you again to catch one more glimpse at your true face in case you tried to hide it again. He said nothing to keep from shattering the moment or your willingness to answer him—he knew how easily trust could be revoked. “My mother… She wasn’t very kind to me either, Credence.” Credence couldn’t help the widening of his eyes at the admission; you had never really talked about your family before, but it would make sense, how understanding you were of him when he talked about his own mother, if yours had been cruel too. “I’ve always been…outgoing. But she always told me that people who get flirted with, people who attract that kind of attention, are not the kinds of people who get married. That those people end up alone because they’re only inspiring for a few minutes. That my light is a candle that burns out, and I can only shine on people for a few minutes before they move on to find something that lasts. And the more time goes by, the more I start to believe her.” Recalling your mother’s words brought you to silence, quiet tears rolling down your face now that you had finally admitted aloud those greatest fears of yours, ones that bore your mother’s voice but found merit in your head.

Credence’s heart broke, but the reality that someone else suffered a family that saw no worth in them made his world feel like it could include other people in it. Like someone really could understand. Like maybe things weren’t as lonely as they felt. “My mother always told me I wasn’t worth shining on.” He paused for a moment, trying to consider where to go next, and spoke before you could interrupt to tell him how wrong his mother was. “But I know that isn’t true now… Every time you look at me, or wave at me, or talk to me… I know I can be noticed… I have bad days still, but… You’re the first light I ever saw, Y/N. Newt helped me, but… You gave me warmth. And that’s how I know your mom was wrong too.”

Silence stretched between the two of you for long moments that felt like an eternity, and you could hardly breathe. Credence so rarely spoke boldly, or with so much raw emotion, so this trust was new and would have brought you to your knees had you been standing. “Credence…” For the moment before you continued, Credence instinctively worried that he had gone too far or said something wrong. “You’re the only thing in my life that doesn’t feel fleeting.” Now it was Credence’s turn to lose his breath. “And you’re the only one who makes me feel like I’m here.” You hadn’t realized the way the two of you had slowly been leaning forward in your seats until you could feel his forehead inches from yours and the way his breathing had become as uneven as yours. “You said you had been wondering what it would be like to have my attention, but the truth is that you’ve always had all of it. Even if you couldn’t tell.” Your voice was a breathless whisper, expelled in a moment of pure courage.

Credence tentatively leaned forward the slightest bit that it took to press his forehead to yours and closed his eyes, letting his skin absorb your words while his mind tried to process them. When he managed to open his eyes, you were already looking into them, pure vulnerability finally showing through your cracks instead of radiant positivity. “Me?” He couldn’t help but wonder aloud, still unable to keep from questioning—still trying to push away Mary Lou’s voice calling him an abomination in the back of his head.

You reached a tentative hand up, waiting for him to nod before resting your hand on his face and tracing your thumb along the curve of his jaw. “You, Credence.”

“Why?” Some of his own insecurity started to break violently to the surface when his voice cracked around the word. He hadn’t realized he had begun to cry until the shaking of his body started and that general feeling of uneasiness took him over.

You simply swiped his tears away, looking at him in what he could only identify as awe. “Because you are…everything, Credence. You see everything. You are kind, and compassionate, and you have seen cruelty and… You’re here. Like me. You’re like me, but you’ve survived so differently than I have. And you are…amazing, and make me feel like I can keep surviving too. You are my inspiration, Credence, and I will remind you every day if I have to.”

Credence had to speak past a lump that had formed in his throat, and he couldn’t still the shaking of his limbs no matter how he tried. “And you’re alive, Y/N… You’re with me. You’re the only one who has ever really been with me… who has seen enough to know… I…” Words never seemed to find him when he needed them. He wondered briefly if being silenced by his mother for so long had made him totally unequipped to handle them. When your hand touched his and your eyes closed as you indulged a small smile, he couldn’t help but also think maybe he didn’t need them.


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Imagine your OTP:

‘I helped you clean yourself up in Starbucks after some total idiot spilled their coffee on you’ Meetcute

ok ok so persons a and b are on opposite sides of a wedding, right? they don’t know each other, but they’re both very close to the two people getting married so they team up to make sure the wedding goes perfectly. The wedding goes to complete shit, of course - the two sides got into a dance off that ended with aunt donna getting a broken leg, the hotel fucked up the reservations so everyone had to stay in a tiny motel, the cake was late, the ring bearer swallowed one of the rings and had to go to the hospital, just everything that could go wrong, did.

and through it all, persons a and b were fucking going insane trying to keep everything under control and bonded over their shared stress and horror, but then the wedding is finally over and the people who got married aren’t super upset because it was all actually kinda funny, and then a and b are like “we don’t have anything to do now but we think we aged twenty years just from the stress so we’re going on a coffee date” and the rest is history

Bonus: this story ends up being one of the speeches that the best man/ maid of honour tells at their wedding on how they met

1975

Requested By: @httpashmeme

hi so i wanna request something else if that’s okay,

jughead x reader request: the reader and jughead are together and they basically love each other and think of each other as perfect but as time passes what they have gets old fast and they used think highly of each other and then they both have a change of heart because it got old for them, so the break up in the end and the reader gets a boyfriend and jughead doesn’t like the thought of the reader being with someone else, so it’s based off of 3 songs robbers by the 1975, change of heart by the 1975, somebody else by the 1975. robbers is their in love and all that, change of heart is like they don’t like each other anymore, and somebody else is like jughead doesn’t want the reader but he hates to think about the reader with somebody else, it could be split up into 3 parts if you’d like to do that other wise it could just be one part.

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Description: You and Jughead were the long lasting couple everyone would call the ‘otp’ in high school. People expected you two to last forever and eventually end up getting married. That’s what you two thought also, until time went on and it ended up feeling old, so you decided to break up after five years together. You soon got a boyfriend some time after your breakup, which bothered Jughead. He didn’t like the thought of you having a boyfriend that wasn’t him, but he had to remember that you two were no longer an item.

Warnings: Sad breakup, a bit of jealousy

Word Count: 2,448

A/N: So this was a bit tricky since I’ve never heard any of 1975’s music, but I did my best to make it go along with the songs requested. :) I did merge all of them together only because I have a lot more requests to do. Overall, I hope you like it! :)

Originally posted by lightwoodxalec

In high school you rarely have couples that last forever, some relationships last a few months, some last a few weeks, some even days.

But you and Jughead were one of those rare couples that started dating freshman year and had been together ever since.

People made bets saying you’d breakup over the summer, but you never did.

Instead it only made you two fall in love even more, being able to spend even more time together.

As time went on in high school, people started to believe you two would never breakup, they started calling you two the ‘otp’ of Riverdale High.

Even your friends were surprised you both were still together, but at the same time they weren’t since they could see how in love you both were with each other.

You two stayed together the entire time of high school, people gave up thinking you two would breakup.

They started making bets you both would end up getting married, having children of your own.

Jughead truly believed you had a face straight out of a magazine, and that he’d never leave you.

You never knew someone as amazing and genuine as Jughead, you truly believed he was the one like everyone else did.

And that’s what you both thought too, until a year later.

You both were now in college, still together, but the happiness you both had during high school had started to fade.

You both found being together all the time to be boring, you liked being with your other friends and so did Jughead.

Months went by and you both had drifted a lot, you barely spent anytime together, you still talked however, but it wasn’t the same as it used to be.

One day after classes, you and Jughead had planned to hangout, since you both hadn’t done that in a while.

You two had been together for five years now, but it just wasn’t what you both wanted anymore.

“Hey Y/N.” Jughead smiled, giving you a hug, which you returned.

“Hey, long time no see.” You joked, making him smile.

You both sat down on the couch, planning to watch a movie.

Which you did, for a bit until you both couldn’t take the awkward tension anymore.

“Look Y/N, I think we should talk.. You know.. About us..” He sighed, turning to face you.

You nodded sadly, already knowing where this was heading.

“I know.” You sighed, looking at the boy in front of you.

“These past five years have been amazing with you, you were my first real love and that will never go away, but you have to admit, what we had in high school isn’t here anymore.” Jughead spoke calmly, trying to hide the sadness in his voice.

But you could hear it, you could tell it was breaking him just as much as it was breaking you.

“I know.. We’ve drifted a lot.” You sniffled, giving a sad smile.

Jughead wiped your cheek, but more tears kept falling.

“I guess we both just had a change of heart.” He sighed, looking at you sadly.

You bit your lip, tears slipping down your face as you nodded.

“I guess so.” You choked out, wiping your face.

Jughead pulled you in for a hug, which you accepted and hugged him back tightly.

Nobody ever thought this day would happen, people thought you two would last forever, get married, and have children.

But like they say, high school relationships don’t normally last, and they were right.

You both spent an hours saying goodbye, returning belongings back to each other.

You two were still going to be friends, but you both needed time to be separated from each other.

That night after Jughead had left your dorm room, your emotions kicked in, you didn’t know what was happening but before you knew it you smashed a glass into pieces.

Your roommates’ came home an hour later to find glass everywhere, along with you sitting against a wall, an emotionless tear stained face.

They instantly knew what had happened, comforting you, doing whatever they could to cheer you up.

Jughead wasn’t any better, he was a wreck, his way of dealing with the pain was different.

Him and his guy friends just went out and partied.

And by guy friends meaning Archie, Kevin and some new people they had met on campus.

You both were a mess for a while, you were in a dark place for a good six months, and Jughead was for about five.

Your friends decided one day that you needed to get out, to go meet someone new, to get that spunk in your life again.

You knew that they were only trying to help, but you had no motivation, no energy.

“Y/N, come on, we can go to the beach and meet cute guys.” Veronica smiled, nudging Betty.

“Yeah, it will be fun.” She smiled, making you sigh.

“They’re right you know.” Your roommate Ashley agreed, winking at you.

“I second with Ashley.” June spoke out of nowhere, eating a sandwich she had just made.

Your roommate’s’ Ashley and June had been a big help for you, without them you wouldn’t be as stable as you were right now.

You finally agreed, getting ready and soon you all were off to the beach.

You spent two days there, partying, having fun, meeting cute guys.

One guy you really hit it off with, his name was Scott, he had blonde hair, and a slight accent.

Veronica ended up getting you two on a date once you had left the beach, and it overall went really well.

You told Scott about your breakup with Jughead, and he listened, making you feel a lot better.

He then talked about his past girlfriend, he also had a bit of a bad breakup.

This gave you both something in common, and it worked.

You two ended up going on a lot more dates, and soon enough were dating a month later.

You were happy again, and so was Scott.

You two were in classes together your sophomore year of college, making it easier to study together and hangout more.

One Friday after classes Scott had planned to take you two the movies.

“I’ll pick you up at eight?” He smiled, kissing your cheek as you nodded, smiling and waving him goodbye.

“Ooooh Y/N’s got a date, Y/N’s got a date!” June chanted, making Ashley laugh.

“Shush!” You laughed, throwing a pillow at your friend.

You spent time getting ready, even if you were going to be in the dark the entire time.

“I’m going to head out, I want to get a smoothie before the movie.” You let your roommates’ know just in case Scott came by a bit earlier.

You walked across campus to the smoothie shop, they had the best strawberry mango smoothies.

You stood in line, ordering your smoothie, then sat down at a table to wait for it.

While you were waiting you heard the door jingle open, but didn’t bother looking up.

“Y/N?” Someone questioned, making you glance up for a quick second.

You felt your stomach drop, it was Jughead.

“Oh. Hey.” You smiled, then looked back at your phone.

“It’s been a while.” He smiled, making you internally sigh.

“Yeah. It has, hasn’t it.” You nodded, trying to act interested in the conversation.

He was about to respond when one of his friends pulled him away, including him in a different conversation.

Your smoothie was soon called, which you eagerly went up to get so you could leave.

But like usual, you were too slow, and Jughead stopped you before you could leave.

“Hey, would you maybe like to stay, and catch up?” He questioned, rubbing the back of his neck.

You blinked a few times, not knowing what to say but thankfully someone else did.

In came Scott, who had a bright smile on his face.

“Y/N, your roommates’ told me I’d find you here.” He chuckled, wrapping his arms around you from behind.

“Yeah, I went to get a quick smoothie.” You laughed, letting him try it.

“These smoothies are amazing, I think I’m going to buy one too.” He laughed, kissing your cheek and walking around to get in line.

You awkwardly looked at Jughead who was in shock, not expecting that at all.

“So.. Is that..?” He tried to ask, but you just responded with a nod.

“You know I heard you had found somebody else, but I thought it was a lie.” He admitted, looking at you sadly.

You didn’t know what to say, you were sure Jughead had moved on too.

“I don’t like seeing you with someone else Y/N.” He confessed, shifting awkwardly.

You scrunched your eyebrows in confusion.

“For the record you broke up with me, our love went cold Jughead, it was going to happen sometime.” You shrugged, taking a sip of your smoothie.

“Watching you leave with someone else is hard, no, I don’t want your body, but it’s hard picturing your body with somebody else that isn’t me.” He rambled, making you roll your eyes slightly.

“You said you’d find someone to take my place, therefore, there is no excuse as to why you should be so jealous.” You looked at him, making him bite his lip.

Jughead knew that you both had to move on eventually, but it was impossible for him to get over you.

Sure, his friends took him out partying almost everyday for five months to get him over you, but it never worked, he only said it did so they’d leave him alone.

“I’m constantly reminding myself that I should be getting over our breakup, but I hate seeing you with someone else Y/N.” He sighed, rubbing his face.

You looked at Scott who was now ordering, meaning your time with Jughead was almost over.

“Listen Jughead, we’re not in 1975 anymore where high school relationships were normal for people to be together and eventually end up getting married, were in 2017 where relationships in high school are just meant to stay in high school.” You spoke quietly, giving a sad smile.

He just nodded, messing with his hair.

“I just miss you Y/N.” He admitted, wiping his eyes quickly.

“Then we’ll hangout soon okay?” You questioned, seeing Scott walking back towards you.

Jughead nodded, watching as Scott took you away off to a movie date.

Jughead knew he had messed up, that he lost the love of his life to another man that was doing better than he did.

But Jughead didn’t care that it wasn’t 1975 anymore, he was determined to get you back, no matter how long it took.

He was going to get the love of his life back.

3

Empty gym!
Last day of rush hour traffic.
Heading back to Utah on Sunday.
This song started playing in my gym shorts on a crowded elevator. People started busting up.

Coffee gift.

Exwife is getting married next weekish. She wants me to come get the kiddos before her honeymoon. No problem taking the kiddos, but you are going to at least meet me half way. I live 2.5 hours away. Happy she is getting married. Get off my last name already. Even if it is to the douche she had an affair with while we were married.

What's wrong with PLL Masterlist--- this will be long

includes spoilers from tonight’s episode 5/9

1. okay so for starters let’s just talk about the ships.
so we’re really going to pretend like it’s okay for spoby to only date because yvonne died, emison to only date because allison was impregnated against her will with emily’s eggs (dafuq even is that i swear i thought that was a joke theory people made up), and ezria is really going to get married when his “dead” fiancé literally just returned after having been kidnapped for two years. okay can we just think about that for a second. these poor side characters. i know there’s a lot of hate on paige and yvonne and probably nicole too but do they really deserve all of this? do even the main characters even deserve all of this? i mean kidnapped for 2 years. that is intense

2. okay im kind of sort of all for charlotte and lucas having been friends because connections but not really because allison was a b-tch and she would call lucas hermie… can’t we assume charlotte knew about that… and yet she was still obsessed with allison???? why? idk maybe that’s just me.

3. i was probably one of the biggest contenders for the aria being evil plot line because let’s be real she’s got nothing else going for her. (sorry ezra) but you’re trying to tell me that she’s going to just turn evil???????? just cuz she doesn’t want to be on the “losing team?” and now poor hanna has to face the consequences. hasn’t aria already done enough to hanna?
— to be clear i’m talking about when ali came back and hanna went through this like intense hard time because ali was the worst to hanna like caused hanna psychological issues and aria knew about this and everybody knew about this but instead of talking to her about why she was drinking and acting out, aria got mad at her when her mom’s fiancé was super ultra inappropriate with hanna.—
anyways back to the point, if arias going to be evil, why can’t she have been evil from the start? it makes no sense for her to turn on her friends now when they’re supposed to be loyal best friends.

4. oh and what bs was that? sydneys on the A team because it’s nice being on the winning team my butthole. sydney wasn’t on the losing team! sydney wasn’t even on a team??? like A wasn’t going after her, the girls weren’t going after her, she’s the one who brought herself into the game. don’t give me this bs. also just why are all of these irrelevant people coming back… and onto my next point

5. Pastor Ted??? really? you HAD to go there? i don’t even understand what happened in that entire scene. he’s charlottes dad? i don’t even know. i mean i love ted but he’s not supposed to be involved. again with unnecessary involvement of irrelevant characters.

6. oh yeah and i just have to throw this out there- ezria is f-cked up! like i can’t begin to describe it. first of all- student teacher relationships are gross, but even if u get passed that- the stalking? like sorry guys, season 4 happened and ezra was like super dangerous and now aria just acts like it didn’t happen. not only did he stalk the girls and purposely hook up with aria when she’s underage, but then when spencer found out, he snuck into her reports and inappropriately handled the situation by telling aria? he’s a teacher! if he finds that out tell her parents!!! whatever ezra is scum and people need to face it.

7. onto another character that i don’t understand why people like… Allison dilaurentis!!! ok, emison shippers, hold on. hear me out. if it helps, i hate all of emily’s other love interests too- except maya because maya was sent from heaven above. but you mean to tell me that allison dilaurentis would “help” hanna marin puke, constantly tell her to watch her weight or stop eating or whatever, lead emily on like a puppet, threaten aria and her family, bully lucas, bully mona, bully jenna, bully everybody in the school… and people think she has redeeming qualities? ok and that’s not it. bc i know what you’re thinking- “oh but her character developed soooo much!” don’t even give me that. her character didn’t develop. her character went from being the worst to magically being good. except even now that she’s good, she’s never once apologized to anybody. in fact she’s still a b-tch to paige. she never even mentions that she gave hanna an eating disorder. oh and then in this season when she says addison is worse than her just bc addison looks at her phone while talking to teacher? please tell me nobody believed that crap. i mean seriously please tell me that, because allison was 100x worse.
also ik some people will disagree that she led emily on but i mean what else would i call it’s she clearly knew emily loved her and then “just for practice.” even if it wasn’t just for practice, saying that screwed emily up and we know it. and now allison claims territory over emily like a dog anytime paige is near. when paige is gone, allison couldn’t care less what emily does

8. so many plot holes i don’t have time for that

9. sorry but again, they REALLY went with the storyline of allison being impregnated with emily’s eggs. no. N.O.

10. mona deserves better. mona deserves better. mona deserves better. MONA DESERVES SO MUCH BETTER SAY IT WITH ME PLEASE!

11. but where are the actually relevant characters… melissa, wren, jason, idk there’s definitely way more but i’m done rn

I mean we all know there’s so much more but this was really just inspired by tonight’s episode specifically because my mind was blown by all of it and that they really went there over and hover again. sorry if people love ezria or emison and i offended u. i don’t exactly have something against the ships it’s just that when u really think about it, it’s pretty messed up. but sorry this is long, i guess i had a lot more on my mind than i thought.

100 Reasons Why

BTS 방탄소년단 - Soulmate!AU

Warnings -  polyamorous relationships, swearing, smut

Summary - Love is a powerful thing. Let it settle under your skin and in your bones. Let it live, let it breathe. Do not beat it down and know that your love doesn’t reach one person, but everyone around you.

Glossary - 01. 02. 03. 04. 05. 06. 07. 08. 09


“Pull over. Let me drive for a while.” It is a simple gesture, his hand coming to find purchase on the damp fabric of your jeans. Your fingers tighten around the wheel as you slow the car to the side of the high way.

“I just can’t believe he would lie to us like that, Hoseok. How could he just lie?”

The normally bubbly atmosphere has turned dark and the man sitting next to you wants nothing more than to put you back together again. “Maybe he was just hoping you were the one.” Hoseok comments, running the pads of his thumb over the outside of your knee.

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