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anonymous asked:

:-o "Apodyopis" with Jason please 💕💕

{Apodyopis - The act of mentally undressing someone.}

You can feel it, the way his eyes move over your form, the way he drinks you in.

It’s flattering and more than a little intense, but you stand your ground, smiling coyly as his hand comes to rest on your lower back, gently urging you past the throng of hungry reporters. It’s always a big deal whenever Bruce organizes a gala, and even more so when one of his kids find a date. Gotham has a bad habit of throughly dissecting the proverbial frog, which, much to your dismay, happens to be you tonight.

“Ignore them,” he whispers, lips barely brushing against the skin of your ear. “They’ll forget all about us once B arrives.”

His breath fans hot against your skin, and you resist the urge to melt back into his touch, instead ducking your head and humming quietly. He leads you over to a table towards the back of the huge room, and instead of sitting across from you, he settles into the chair at your right, smiling softly as he adjusts his collar.

“I hate these things too,” he murmurs, leaning towards you. “But we’ll play the part for a bit and then I promise you we’ll leave.”

He leans even closer, pressing a warm kiss just under your ear as his hand curls around the bend of your knee.

“Besides, that dress makes me want to do a whole lot more than dance with you, sweetheart, and I’m pretty sure what I have in mind isn’t considered appropriate for public consumption.”

Something that I find interesting about 13 Reasons Why is that Hannah’s entire message with the tapes is that people’s actions can have a domino effect without them even realizing it.

And then Hannah’s own action, of taking her own life, has a domino effect on all of the people that had one on her life, especially Clay, the one person who didn’t deserve it.

It really makes you think. Something you do or say now could effect someone more than you know, and then later down the road could come back around to you and effect you even more so.

Be careful with your words. Be careful with your actions. You could ruin a life and then ultimately ruin your own. Don’t be wreckless and careless and take care of other peoples hearts the same way you want yours to be taken care of.

And if there’s anything you learn from 13 Reasons Why and anything that sticks with you, please let it be that everyone is fighting a battle you know nothing about and that one small act of kindness could completely turn someone’s life around, as could one small incident that you don’t think is a big deal; it could be to them

So please be kind. Please don’t jump to conclusions. Don’t believe rumors. Don’t treat someone poorly and then wonder why they are the way they are. If you have the chance to help, do it. If you think something nice about someone, say it to them, it could make their day.

 Love and kindness are never wasted.

BTS reacting to seeing you in their clothes (that they needed)

Requested by; anon

bts reacting to seeing you in their clothes that they needed XD

Jin

Originally posted by the8-carat

“Hey (Y/N), did you see my pink sweater?”

“No..”

“Really, because I’m pretty sure I saw you wearing it this morning.”

“Whaaat?”

You better run because he wants and will get his sweater back.

Suga

Originally posted by bangtan

“Hey, did you see my sh-, oh, you’re wearing it.”

Scanning your body like you were an object, he goes; “Keep it, you look cute.”


J-HOPE

Originally posted by itsrapmonster

“Babe.”

“Yeah?”

“C’mere and give me back my shirt, I need it.”

Even if you’d refuse to give it back, he’ll run after you and tickle you until you give up.

Rapmonster

Originally posted by marikit257

“My sweater, please?”

“Only if you do aegyo!”

With much regret; he acts cute, just purely to get his sweater because he needs it for #Kimdaily.

Jimin

Originally posted by nnochu

“Hey you there! The one wearing my hoodie, come here!”

He’d cross straight after you to catch you; he will and shall get his hoodie, no matter how long it’ll take for you to hand it back over.

Taehyung

Originally posted by jeonbegins

“Have you seen it?”

“Seen what?”

“My sweatshirt.”

When he’d spot you, he'd just freeze in the moment and stare at you like he’s never seen you before.

“You’re so cute!”

Jungkook

Originally posted by mrspreadinglegsjungkook

“Seen my white shirt?”

“Don’t you have like more than twenty of those.”

“I’m searching for one specific shirt.”

When you’d try to come and help him search for it; he'd eye you from head to toe and look away, hiding his red face.

“It’s fine, I’ll take another one!”

Leaving you confused as he walked away with a huge smile on his face.

Kitchen Favours

Jughead x Reader
No one asked for this, but I’ve had this idea in my head for ages so thought it was finally time to let it out into the world.
Prompt: Y/N and Jughead work at Pop’s together. Cheryl winds up Y/N which leads to a heated moment between Jughead and Y/N.
Warnings: Strong smut themes 

Originally posted by bettytail

“You know you don’t have to stay with me” you smile, setting down the waitress pad on the kitchen counter next to you. You lean your hip on the counter as you stare at Jughead, an apron still tied around his waist. Since the Drive-In closes Pop’s offered Jughead a job here, just a couple of nights a week, the odd weekend. He spend half of his life here anyway, Pop’s just thought he might as well make some money at the same time. 

You had been working at Pop’s for around a year now. You were the one who trained Jughead, not that the place was complicated at all. He’d even started to cook some of the food, helping out the chefs from time to time, like tonight, he was covering for the Thursday night chef.
“And what would you do if you got a order in?” he asks, raising his eyes in a cocky manner towards you, setting down a spatula on the counter next to you.
“I’m sure I can manage to flip a burger and cook a few fries” you smirk back, laughing at his confidence. When Jughead joined it was the first time you had ever spoken to each other. Sure, you had seen him around school, hanging with Archie Andrews and Betty Copper, but the two of you had never needed to speak to each other, or even acknowledge each others existence until a couple of weeks ago. Since then the two of you had create a little friendship based on flirty jokes which the both of you knew meant absolutely nothing.
“Are you calling my job easy?” He smirks back, taking a step closer to me. He stops at the counter, leaning himself against it as he looks down at me.
“I’m saying you shouldn’t underestimate me” I say with a wink, making him smirk even more. His head so close to mine as a piece of dark hair falls into his eyes, shading his already dark eyes.

“Anyway” I sigh, breaking away from the eye contact that neither of us seemed to break. “I was just thinking of you getting home. Won’t Archie and his dad be worried about you? Seeing as you were so careless not to tell them where you were” you tease him. He sighs as he takes a step back from the counter which he was still leaning against.
“Trust me, I think they’ll be fine. Fred is working late and Archie has Veronica round, so don’t think they’ll want disturbing for a while now” he rolled his eyes in an exaggerated manner.

It’s at that moment you hear the bell on the door ring, indicating you finally had customers. You walk out to see Cheryl and her minions sat in the booth closest to the kitchen you had just walked out of. You roll your eyes discretely at the sight of them, hoping they hadn’t seen. Placing a fake smile on your face you walk over.
“Hi” you smile politely, pulling out the pen you had balanced behind your ear.
“Look who it is girls” Cheryl gives an unfriendly smirk in your direction as the other two girls look over and start giggling. You look confused for a moment before choosing to ignore them. You tried to ignore the rumours and crap Cheryl often spread around so often. They usually were false, malicious attempts to hurt someone for no reason other then her boredom.
“What can I get you?”
“Tell me, Y/N” Cheryl says, folding her arms as an evil smile spreads across her face like a disease. “What was he like?”
“What was who like?” you ask, drawn into her comments just like she wanted.
“Moose?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Oh come on Y/N. Everyone knows he took your virginity last night. He’s telling anyone and everyone” she smirks, the other girls laughing.
“That’s… that’s a lie” you stutter.
“Right” they laugh like a pack of hyenas, you their new prey.
“Excuse me” you take a sharp intake of breath before walking back into the kitchen. Throwing your waitress pad back down on the counter as hard as possible, feeling more angry then anything.

“Wow. Y/N what’s wrong?” Jughead asks, his eyes wide from shock at your act.
“Just get rid of them please” you say through gritted teeth, pointing out the door to the restaurant.
“One second” he say, touching your arm gently as he walks out the door to the booth. You hear a mumbling sound before the bell rings on the door and the door slams shut behind them. Jughead cautiously walks back into the kitchen where you were still stood.

“Do you want to tell me what that was all about?” He asks confused, trying not to push too hard as your anger was clear.
“No.” you sigh, breathing deeply. Completely in shock of the moment. Why would they say that? Why would they think you and Moose even slept together in the first place? Unless… Unless Moose said it himself?
“That asshole!” you say to yourself through gritted teeth. You turn to faced Jughead who is still staring at you confused. “Moose is spreading a rumour that he took my virginity”
“Your a virgin?” Jughead jokes, giving a confused look.
“Now is not the time Jug”“
"Sorry. Sorry” he apologises honestly, holding up his hands as if to surrender. “Why would he do that?” he asks, finally walking forward so he was leaning on the counter in front of you. It was only a small kitchen so as the two of us stand there out feet practically touch.
“The idiot asked me out the other day. After everyone found out he was at Sweet-water with Kevin I guess he wanted to make people think that he wasn’t gay. I said no. He’s not my type anyway. The asshole must have got worried about his ego and made up some story about us going out. Which of course involved him taking my virginity” you sigh, tipping your head back too look at the bright lights on the ceiling.
“I’m sorry Y/N” he sighs, reaching over to hold you arm to console you.
“I can’t believe this. No way in a million years would I give my virginity to a jock, last of all Moose” you say with a small laugh, trying to calm yourself down, a little part of your blood still boiling as you think of all the shit you will have to deal with tomorrow.
“I can’t believe your still a virgin” he laughs.
“Ugh.” you groan, feeling the need to explode.
“I really can’t. Y/N your amazing. Anyone would be lucky to have yo-”

“No one seems to get me though Jug. Whenever you tell people it’ll be your first time they always tell you they’ll go slow with you. That your first time is special.” you blurt, taking a step forward due to this sudden wave of anger. “Well how can it be special if it’s just some awkward fumble on a guys couch or in the back of their car. Where’s the heat in that? People think they’re being so romantic in ‘I’ll take it slow with you’ but its not! I want the heat. I want the passion. That’s romantic. No one seem’s to get that.”

Jughead just stand there staring at you, looking you up and down as if tying to take in everything your saying.
“Even if my first time if with some stranger. Or it’s just a pointless one night stand. As long as it is not this typical teen fantasy of first times, I’ll be happy. I just want that fire, you know?” you look at him. His eyes suddenly darker then usual.
“Got it” he smirks, suddenly stepping closer to you, placing his arms under your legs and pushing you onto the kitchen counter behind you. Your head gently knocks the cupboard above the counter as suddenly his lips attach to yours. The breath is knocked out of you as you take in what is happening. His lips work desperately on yours, sucking on your lower lip as his hand cups the back of your neck, the other still placed on your leg, holding you tightly. You moan into the kiss, glad there were no customers tonight to hear the two of you.
His lips start to roam down your face to your neck, leaving a trail of kisses in his wake.
“Jughead…” you say breathlessly, part of you wanting to ask what was happening, the other part wanting to see what happened next.
You let out a loud moan as he begins to suck on a spot on your neck, sure to leave a mark later. Your hands roam to his head, pushing your hands through his already messy hair, pulling him closer so he smirks against your skin. Your legs wrap around his waist, bringing him in. Your hands pull on his hair as you roll your hips against his, making him moan just as loud.
Quickly his lips press against yours again as his hands roam down to the bottom of your black work t-shirt, pulling desperately on it. You pull your lips away from his and lift your arms as he pulls your shirt over your head, tossing it away on the floor, his lips immediately attaching back on your neck as he roams lower, biting lightly on your shoulder. Your hands finger the bottom of his shirt as you lift it up over his head.
His lips begin to roam lower then your shoulder, biting and sucking on parts of your skin. Your head falls back on the cupboard counter as his hand begins to roam up the inside of your thigh. You moan again as he bites a sensitive spot, his hand sliding further up your thigh. You hear him smirk against your skin as you moan, cocky with how he was giving you everything you craved.
“Shut it Jones” you say breathlessly as one hand slides down his back, the other going to his hair as you pull his head up to meet your, your lips crashing together again in a rush. Finally Jughead’s hand slips to the waistband of your jeans…

“Jughead. Y/N. I’m back” Pop’s shouts as he enters the diner.

PAX East Confrontation

(A Darkiplier & Antisepticeye fic. Warning for some violence.)

It was around 3am and most of the con had quieted down. Guests retired to their hotel rooms to rest after a long exciting day. Seán lay next to Signe, still mostly awake. He was too excited to sleep. The panel had gone so well! He was giddy at everyone’s reactions to his video. He couldn’t wait to see Robin and high-five about it. He wanted to bounce up and down but didn’t risk waking his partner. The dark hotel room was suddenly lit from Seán’s phone. Though he hated checking his phone so often, he couldn’t help himself. He was too wired to ignore it, so he he gently rolled over and slid the phone under the covers so the light wouldn’t bother Signe. It was a text from Mark. It read:

“Hey Jack, you awake?” another text “Sorry, Seán. I’m still in the habit, haha.”

Seán replied “It’s okay. Yep i’m up! Today was awesome!”

“Hell yeah! Hey um, since your up do you mind meeting me to talk? I don’t want to wake anyone else but I need somebody.”

“Yeah okay, give me 5 minutes. Everything okay?”

“I’m okay. Um, i’ll meet you in stairway D, if that’s okay. I feel like walking. We can go to the balcony, it should be private at this hour.”

“Cool, see you.” Seán carefully left the bed and threw on some clothes. He grabbed his keycard and quietly shut the door. The hallway was colder than he expected, but he didn’t mind. He was too bouncy to mind the cold. At the end of the hall was the door to the stairs. Seán always liked the feeling of roaming a hotel at night. Hotels were inherently fun for some reason, and the empty halls felt a bit spooky but free. He entered the dark stairway and called, “Mark? You in here?”

Mark appeared from the shadows, wearing a smart suit. An odd change from his comfortable con-going clothes but Seán didn’t question it. Mark spoke, “Hi. Thanks for meeting me. So uh, you don’t mind climbing the stairs?”

“Nah, let’s go!”

Mark and Seán walked together in silence. After a flight, Seán asked, “So hey, what did you want to talk about?”

Mark said, “It can wait.” Something was off about his voice, but Seán decided to give Mark his space. Their footsteps echoed in the stairway. Seán found himself looking over his shoulder, suddenly feeling mildly unnerved that the stairs were so dark. The light looked funny in there. He glanced at Mark’s face and noticed how unsettling the shadows made it look. He laughed to himself nervously. “Hm?” Mark hummed.

“Ha, nothing. Too much coffee is messing with me, I think. Gonna drink more in a couple hours though,” Seán enthused. The two made it to the balcony.

The city was dark and so was the moon, offering no moonlight. Mark and Seán were barely silhouettes in the night. Seán ran to the edge of the balcony and marveled at the stars. “Okay I know I should be in bed but this is amazing!” he cheered.

Mark chuckled, “I knew you’d think so.” Mark joined Seán by his side. The two stood together, enjoying the quiet moment.

Seán sighed contentedly, and asked, “So what did you want to talk about?” It was then that Mark grabbed him from behind and threw him onto the ground. Before Seán could react, he was hit with a swift kick to the stomach, knocking the wind out of him.

“Alright Anti, come on out,” Mark said, his voice weirdly deep and distorted.

Seán gasped and regained his breath, “Mark, what are you-”

Mark kicked him again. “You can’t hurt your host, but I can. If you want to keep his body, I suggest you take over.”

Seán was so confused. He’d never seen his friend violent like this before. He scrambled to his feet and made a run for it. “Mark I don’t know what this is but it isn’t funny!” Mark caught up to him, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and slamming him back to the ground. “Fuck!” Seán shouted, as his head hit the hard concrete floor of the roof. “Mark please!”

“I bet that hurt a lot. A few more of those and he’s gone, so come on out, glitch boy,” Mark said in a too-calm voice.

“Mark stop, you’re acting crazy!” Seán cried.

“Mark. I always hated that name. I mean Dark is pretty stupid too, but at least it separates me from him,” Mark, or rather, Dark, mused, holding Seán down. Seán struggled to push him off. Regaining focus, Dark struck Seán across the face and pulled his hair, “Come on, Anti, I don’t have all night.” Seán just stared up at him, bewildered. Dark breathed an impatient sigh and hit him again. Seán cried out weakly. His head was getting fuzzy. Another blow. His whole body jolted with the impact. His vision started to go. “Tick Tock,” Dark said, wiping the blood from Seán’s lips with a handkerchief. Seán just whimpered. Dark huffed impatiently and started to strangle him. Seán’s eyes rolled up into the back of his head, and just as he passed out, Dark released his hold. He stood up, adjusted his clothes, and began to drag Seán back towards the door to the stairs. “Next time I guess. You’re cutting it close though,” he said to the limp body.

After a moment of silence, the body started to glitch and fizzle. The sound of static sharply emanated. Dark smiled and let the body hit the ground. He backed up, eagerly awaiting Anti’s presence. The glitches grew more violent, and where bruises had appeared on Seán’s neck, now were self-inflicted gashes, gushing blood. Skin turned paler and hair faded into a washed-out, sickly mint green. The body twitched, and then, from it’s position laying on the floor, was at once standing up, albeit slumped.

“You…” came a garbled voice. The body lunged at Dark, who casually dodged, “You bastard, what the hell do you want?” Dark didn’t answer, he merely tipped up Anti’s chin to look into his bright eyes. Anti clenched his fists. “That was a dirty trick, even for you,” he said, hitting Dark’s hand away.

“Oh?” Dark feigned innocence. Anti hated his calm, inviting demeanor. He was cool-headed even during a beating. It was rare to see the facade crack and true wrath show through the veil.

“You used their bond lure him out here. That’s cruel,” Anti said.

“Oh no, did I betray little Seán’s trust? How awful. Can you imagine if I did something like that to an entire unsuspecting audience?” Dark said, with dry sarcasm.

“That’s different! Those people, they’re just faceless masses. They don’t know him. They chose to trust him ‘cause they think he’s funny and kind. Even cute,” Anti said, wrinkling his nose at the idea, “A five minute meet, greet and hug isn’t real trust. Seán and Mark are actually friends.”

“Are you upset that I hurt him, then?” Dark asked, raising his eyebrows.

Anti frowned. “What do I care? I’m just saying it’s cruel and unnecessary. There are easier ways to get my attention.”

“That’s rich coming from Mister Throat Slitter,” Dark gestured.

Anti gently touched the wound, feeling the warm blood on his fingertips. He felt a pang of something, but it couldn’t be guilt. He’d never admit Dark had a point “What do you want, anyway?”

“I’m not happy with your little stunt,” Dark said, turning his back to Anti.

Anti snickered, “Oh my god, all this to tell me you’re a jealous bitch? I could have figured that out on my own! Jesus, Dark, you’re fucking extra. Drama queen prick,” Anti clapped Dark on the back. Dark’s body flickered and suddenly he faced Anti again, catching his wrist. He gripped it too tightly. Anti was able to glitch to break away. “I’m fucking off to bed, dude,” Anti scoffed, turning to leave. He got a few steps before Dark teleported in front of him, and knocked him back with a punch to the face. “Fuck! So it’s like that? Okay i’ll throw down!” Anti said, rolling up his sleeves. He hated how pretentious Dark could be, but wouldn’t mind a fight. It could be fun.

“Now now, I just want to talk. I only hit you ‘cause I couldn’t let you leave so soon,” Dark chided.

“Oh really? Not ‘cause I pushed your buttons?” Anti taunted.

Dark smiled. “How long do you think they’ll love you for anyway? How long until they get tired of the novelty and just want their precious Seán safe and sound? They’re starting to figure it out, you know. That without their attention, you’ll fizzle and fade. Sure you’ll manage blips here and there, but after a while you won’t even have the energy for that”

“Are you kidding? You saw the panel, they love me! At the first hint of me they screamed and cheered. They can’t help themselves. I hurt Seán, badly, and they begged for more. They’ll never love him more than the spectacle,” Anti gloated.

“Spectacle,” Dark pondered. He ruffled Anti’s hair as if he were a child, “You know, that’s a great word to describe what you are.”

“Ugh don’t do that! Personal space. Fuck sake. What about you, huh? What happens when they get tired of you?”

Dark looked perplexed, then a look of realization hit him. “Oh my god. You think i’m like you. Tell me Anti, where do you think Mark’s body is?”

Anti tried to hide his confusion. “Well obviously it’s…it’s uh.”

“Probably asleep or taking a shit, that’s where it is,” Dark answered for Anti, who crinkled up his nose. Not the imagery he wanted to think about. “You see, I don’t share. This body’s mine. Mark can do what he wants, and whether the audience believes in me or not doesn’t matter. I’m not like you, Tinkerbell. I don’t need admiration to live, i’m well past that point. I just like it. What I don’t like is sharing the spotlight with you.”

Anti was dying to ask how Dark was able to manifest his own body, separate from Mark. He’d ask, but more annoyed with Dark’s arrogance. He scoffed, “well, it’s a little late for that, now, isn’t it?”

Dark flickered up to Anti and twisted his wrist behind his back. Anti tried to glitch away but Dark’s energy was overwhelming. Anti felt a rare twinge of panic. Dark had grown in power. “I’m going to ask nicely. Cut the antics, stay in the background, and i’ll play fair,” Dark said cooly, too close to Anti’s ear. Anti went to hit him with his free elbow but Dark caught him and twisted harder, forcing him to kneel. Any harder and the bone would break, which even for Anti would take some time to heal.

Anti was defiant nonetheless, “Or what?”

Dark grabbed Anti by his hair and made him bow his head, “Or i’ll make sure you don’t have a body to go back to.”

————————-

The next morning, Seán awoke and checked his phone. No new messages, nothing to report. On the way to the vendors section of PAX he saw Mark with his gang. Ethan and Tyler were dabbing at fans. Seán ran up to them. Mark caught his eye and went to meet him. “Oh hey Seán! Did you sleep okay? You look a little out of it.”

“Oh yeah, i’m probably getting the PAX plague. That’s what you get for hugging a jillion people!” Seán laughed, “Throat hurts like hell but it’s worth it! I gotta tell you though, I had this super weird dream. You were in it and you like, punched me in the face? Then the dream switched over to Resident Evil 7. Fucking bugs in my face and this time I could feel them!”

“Gross! Sorry for being a dream asshole. Can you make it to our panel today?”

“Yeah i’ll see you then!” Seán waved to the crew and trotted off. He glanced back at them one last time, and for a moment, he saw a second Mark in the distance. He shrugged it off as a cosplayer, and continued. He coughed, “Ugh. Stupid sore throat.”

simon imagine: i love you, and that’s a wrap

REQUESTED:  ‘i really want an imagine when y/n is really happy with Simon and stuff but then like one day it hit her, she notices all these little things that tell her that he doesn’t love her anymore and then she finds out that he’s cheating and smth like that’

The entire house was silent. Nobody dared to speak. To move, to breathe. Tension filled the air, a thick, vicious substance. The marble of the kitchen island was the only thing separating me and him.

He sat across from me, his eyes focused on the surface in front of him. I kept mine glued to him. 

“How long for, Simon?”

He pulled his lip beneath his teeth, chewing the skin, still not looking up at me. I waited patiently for an answer. My legs shook discreetly against the bar stool; I wasn’t sure if this was down to nerves, or just plain anger. Anger seemed easier to come to reason with.

“I don’t know, Y/n.”

“Bullshit.” I cut him off, my tone full of toxicity. Simon was visibly taken aback. His eyes closed, as if he had just been hit in the face. I silently begged myself to keep up the anger act, knowing this would help the conversation massively. I wanted him to believe that was all I was: angry. 

“Y/n why do you even want to know? How will that information help you in any way?” He bit back with the same poisonous tone, his stubborn ways shining through. 

“Because I want to know Simon, can you not even offer me that decency?”

“Fine Y/n you wanna know! Six months, that’s how long! That better?”

“Six months?”

“Six fucking months. Better?”

My blood ran cold through my veins as realisation hit. I looked him deep in his eyes. “Six months ago…that was when we had the conversation. When I told you I felt like you didn’t love me anymore.”

His face softened, lips parting slightly. He looked up finally, making eye contact and suddenly all the anger subsided. 

“No, Y/n, I swear-”

“I was right wasn’t I?” My voice was soft, surprisingly calm but audibly hurt. “You fell out of love with me then, didn’t you?”

“No, Y/n, I didn’t fall out of love with you then.” It was his turn to hurt. He mirrored my tone, sounding hoarse and uncomfortable. 

“But you fell in love with her.”

Again he focused on the island, breaking the eye contact. I let my eyes flutter shut. It felt as if somebody had sucker punched me in the chest. I wanted nothing more than to climb over the counter and hit him, and then hug him, and tell him I hate him but tell him I love him too. I envisioned that conversation six months ago, how we sat by the fireplace, how I opened myself up to him in all my vulnerability. I wanted to run back in time and sit by my past self, tell her to run, run as fast as she possibly could. I wanted to be the Y/n from seven months ago, before it all went down hill. But in this moment, I am not Y/n from seven months ago, and Simon isn’t Simon from seven months ago and we are nothing but two broken, incompatible souls sitting across from eachother at a table. 

“Did you love her?”

“Y/n, please-”

“Simon answer the question. Did you love her?”

He inhaled, closing his eyes. “Not at first.”

“But you grew to.”

“Yes.”

“More than you loved me?”

Laying astray on the table in front of him, his phone vibrated, breaking the silence. He looked up at me immediately and I laughed. 

“That’s her, isn’t it?”

“Y/n are you sure you want to do this-”

“Answer me Simon.”

He stared at the phone, not touching it as the vibration died out slowly. His voice was merely a whisper. 

“Yes.”

“Simon did you ever really love me?”

“Y/n are you serious?” Again he looked up at me. His sea blue eyes were glassed over with tears, presumably a mixture of guilt and regret. His voice was louder, filled with passion and shock but still hoarse. “Of course I fucking loved you! You were the first person I ever loved, my first girlfriend, the first girl I introduced to my parents. How could you even ask that? I loved you with my everything.”

It was my turn to avoid his eye as I looked down, watching a single tear splash onto the marble. My lips trembled, chest aching. 

“So what changed your mind?”

“I don’t know, Y/n,” he sniffed, his head turning away, looking around the room. “I wish I knew.”

“Simon,” I whimpered. My entire careless, angry act shattered around me as I hugged myself, wrapping my own arms around me in an act of comfort, something I’d been doing since I was about five years old. “Is it my fault? Is there anything I could’ve done to change your mind?”

“No, Y/n please don’t blame yourself this isn’t your fault.”

“Then why wasn’t I enough Simon?”

I collapsed into tears, putting my head in my hands. Never had I been more ashamed of myself. I wanted to be rude, angry, spiteful, maybe even hateful. I wanted to come here, cuss him out and then leave him speechless and full of regret as I walked away. But instead, I crawled back into his arms, my mascara stained tears staining his t-shirt. I was broken and I knew it. Simon was everything I had ever wanted, and everything I would continue to want for the rest of my life. More than anything I wanted to fight for him - after all, if you don’t fight for what you want, you cry for what you lose - but deep down, I knew it was useless. I would be fighting a losing battle.

I think that hurt the most. Physically I was in Simon’s arms, but mentally he wasn’t here. Mentally he was with her. He had walked out of the door a long, long time ago.

Y/nickname you were enough, you were always enough I swear to fucking God. The problem isn’t you not being enough, it’s me being too much. I’m fucked up, I’m disloyal, I’m a cheat. And you deserve more than that.”

A tear landed in my hair, this time not one of my own. As he held me I became more and more aware of how alien the warmth felt. In fact, it didn’t feel like warmth at all. It was cold, and sad, and lonely. This wasn’t my home anymore and I knew it.

“Simon,” I pulled away, wiping my eyes with my sleeve. “I have to go.”

“Please, you can’t leave like this, this can’t be the last image I have left of you in my mind.” He let the tears flow freely and I bit my lip to hold mine.

“I’m sorry Simon. I need to go,” I picked my bag up off the floor, heading towards the kitchen door. As I reached it I turned to face him.

“I really hope she was worth it, Simon. I hope you change for her. I hope when you hold her it feels so warm, and so right, and so happy. I hope she appreciates your hold because every time you hold her she’s sitting comfortably in the only place I ever called home. I hope she really makes you happy, Simon.”

I wished I meant my words to be bitchy and spiteful, but I didn’t. I meant them to be genuine. Because that’s what happens when you love somebody; you want the best for them. Even if that best isn’t you. 

With bloodshot eyes he looked back at me.

“I love you, Y/n.”

I shook my head. “No you don’t, Simon.”

This is part one of ?? ask memes containing 00′s lyrics.  This post contains mainly popular top 40 pop songs.

‘  a girl like you is impossible to find  ’
‘  ain’t no other man but you  ’
‘  and in the back of your mind i know you should be over me  ’
‘  been fueling up on cocaine  &  whiskey  ’
‘  best thing about tonight is that we’re night fighting  ’
‘  boys just come  &  go like seasons  ’
‘  can’t seem to get you off my mind  ’
‘  come  &  rest your bones with me  ’
‘  did we get hitched last night?  ’
‘  do you see how much i need you right now?  ’
‘  don’t tell me you’re sorry cause you’re not  ’
‘  don’t you ever for a second get to thinking you’re irreplaceable  ’
‘  fairytales don’t always have a happy ending,  do they?  ’
‘  feeling like i’m heading for a breakdown  ’
‘  how do i feel this good sober?  ’
‘  how long will i be waiting to be with you again?  ’
‘  i bet you’re hard to get over  ’
‘  i can have another you in a minute  ’
‘  i can’t look at you while i’m lying next to her  ’
‘  i don’t wanna be anything other than me  ’
‘  i don’t wanna be anything other than what i’ve been trying to be lately  ’
‘  i drove for miles  &  miles  &  wound up at your door  ’
‘  i have the tendency of getting very physical  ’
‘  i haven’t seen the sunshine in three damn days  ’
‘  i hope you know that this has nothing to do,  it’s personal  ’
‘  i hoped you were coming home to stay  ’
‘  i just called to say i love you,  come back home  ’
‘  i just called to say i want you to come back home  ’
‘  i keep her coming every night,  so hard to keep her satisfied  ’
‘  i know i left too much mess  &  destruction to come back again  ’
‘  i know i tend to get so insecure  ’
‘  i know you think that i shouldn’t still love you  ’
‘  i never thought i’d need you there when i cry  ’
‘  i promise i’m not trying to make your life harder  ’
‘  i said see you later boy  ’
‘  i swear i’ll change my ways  ’
‘  i think i’ve already lost you  ’
‘  i think you’re already gone  ’
‘  i wanna take a ride on your disco stick  ’
‘  i want to make you feel beautiful  ’
‘  i was off to drink you away  ’
‘  i wonder if i’ll ever change my ways  ’
‘  i would’ve stayed up with you all night had i known how to save a life  ’
‘  if i just lay here,  would you lie with me  &  just forget the world?  ’
‘  if your heart is always searching, can you ever found a home?  ’
‘  if you’re gone,  maybe it’s time to come home  ’
‘  is there anyone out there cause it’s getting harder  &  harder to breathe  ’
‘  it’s not always rainbows  &  butterflies,  it’s compromise,  it moves us along  ’
‘  it’s personal,  myself  &  i,  we got some straightening up to do  ’
‘  it’s time for me to go home  ’
‘  it’s time to be a big girl now  &  big girls don’t cry  ’
‘  it’s too late to apologize  ’
‘  it’s your fault you didn’t shut the refrigerator,  maybe that’s the reason i’ve been acting so could  ’
‘  i’ll be your best friend  &  you’ll be my valentine  ’
‘  i’ll do what it takes  ’
‘  i’m bringing sexy back  ’
‘  i’m going home to the place where i belong  ’
‘  i’m in love  &  always will be  ’
‘  i’m leaving,  never to come back again  ’
‘  i’m not crazy,  i’m just a little unwell  ’
‘  i’m not going to write you a love song  ’
‘  i’m not ready to make nice  ’
‘  i’m still mad as hell  ’
‘  i’ve had you so many times,  but somehow i want more  ’
‘  let’s get this party started  ’
‘  let’s talk this over,  it’s not like we’re dead  ’
‘  make them boys go loco  ’
‘  my heart is full  &  my door’s always open,  you come anytime you want  ’
‘  please,  just cut it out  ’
‘  she acts like summer  &  walks like rain  ’
‘  she always belonged to someone else  ’
‘  she listens like spring  &  she talks like june  ’
‘  shut up  &  put your money where your mouth is  ’
‘  since you’ve been gone my worlds been dark  &  grey  ’
‘  so much for my happy ending  ’
‘  some things in this world you just can’t change  ’
‘  some things you don’t need until they leave you  ’
‘  spare me your frickin’ dirty looks  ’
‘  steal some covers,  share some skin  ’
‘  tell me,  boy,  now wouldn’t that be sweet?  ’
‘  that’s what you get for waking up in vegas  ’
‘  they say time heals everything,  but i’m still waiting  ’
‘  this is not what i intended,  i always swore to you i’d never fall apart  ’
‘  this love has taken its toll on me  ’
‘  this shit is bananas  ’
‘  times square can’t shine as bright as you  ’
‘  tonight will be the night that i will fall for you over again  ’
‘  welcome to the real world  ’
‘  we’ll be playmates  &  lovers  &  share our secret worlds  ’
‘  when you look me in the eyes  &  tell me that you love me,  everything’s alright  ’
‘  when you’re gone the pieces of my heart are missing you  ’
‘  where did i go wrong,  i lost a friend  ’
‘  wish i had a good girl to miss me  ’
‘  you can hold my hand if you want to cause i wanna hold yours too  ’
‘  you got me twisted  ’
‘  you look so dumb right now  ’
‘  you put on quite a show,  really had me going  ’
‘  you reminded me of brighter days  ’
‘  you should turn yourself around  &  come on home  ’
‘  you’re so ugly when you cry  ’

Please explain to me why Sakura’s feelings are romantic and Naruto’s are not.

Both:

- Wanted Sasuke to come back to the village

- Cried over Sasuke

- Talked about how much they cared for Sasuke

- Missed Sasuke

Sakura:

- GAVE UP trying to save him because she didn’t get his point of view

- Tried to kill him

- Acted more like a fangirl than a love interest

- Wasn’t really willing to sacrifice much for him. Although, to be fair, she did help him in the Forest of Death and maybe attempted to help a couple times. 

Naruto:

- Literally never gave up on Sasuke, even after he had made his intentions clear. 

- Never tried to kill Sasuke, fought to protect himself when necessary. 

- Saw Sasuke as a real human being, versus a trophy, and actually cared about him feeling lonely. 

- Was willing to die with Sasuke, let himself get beaten up over Sasuke, fight dangerous enemies like Orochimaru, go against the wishes of his beloved village, etc. 

- Spent FIVE hours straight thinking about Sasuke.

- Left his home for three years to become stronger, for the purpose of rescuing Sasuke. When he got home he brushed off their team photo and said, “Sasuke, I’m home.” Uh..gay. 

- Clutched his heart and whispered Sasuke’s name when he saw a shooting star…nothing more needs to be said about that.

- Released Karuma’s power for the first time because of Sasuke.

- Had a panic attack at the thought of Sasuke dying.

- Was the one whose feelings had the most impact on Sasuke.

Please, tell me what I’m missing here. The only advantage Sakura seems to have is a vagina, which Sasuke has shown no interest in. 

the ultimate heathers lyric starter meme ( act 2 )

MY DEAD GAY SON

  • ❛  You wait just a minute, (name)!  ❜
  • ❛  It’s ignorant, hateful talk like yours that makes this world a place that they could not live in.  ❜
  • ❛  They were not dirty!  ❜
  • ❛  They were not wrong!  ❜
  • ❛  They were two lonely verses in the Lord’s great song.  ❜
  • ❛  Our boys were pansies, (name)!  ❜
  • ❛  Yes! My boys a homosexual, and that don’t scare me none.  ❜
  • ❛  I want the world to know, I love my dead, gay son.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ve been thinking. Praying. Reading some magazines.  ❜
  • ❛  It’s time we opened our eyes.  ❜
  • ❛  Well, the good Lord created the universe.  ❜
  • ❛  The Lord created man.  ❜
  • ❛  I believe it’s all a part of His gigantic plan.  ❜
  • ❛  I know God has a reason for each mountain and each flower, and why he chose to let our boys get busy in the shower!  ❜
  • ❛  I never cared for homos much until I reared me one.  ❜
  • ❛  He loves his son.  ❜
  • ❛  Jesus says it’s cool!  ❜
  • ❛  They just had flair!  ❜
  • ❛  They were desperate to be free!  ❜
  • ❛  They took a rebel stance, stripped to their underpants.  ❜
  • ❛  I can’t believe that you still refuse to get a clue after all that we’ve been through.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m talking you and me, in the summer of ‘83.  ❜
  • ❛  That was one hell of a fishing trip.  ❜
  • ❛  Our jobs are now continuing the work that they begun.  ❜
  • ❛  They were good men!  ❜
  • ❛  We’ll teach the world to love.  ❜

SEVENTEEN

  • ❛  Fine, we’re damaged. Really damaged, but that does not make us wise.  ❜
  • ❛  We’re not special. We’re not different.  ❜
  • ❛  We don’t choose who lives and dies.  ❜
  • ❛  Let’s be normal. Watch bad movies, sneak a beer and watch TV.  ❜
  • ❛  Don’t you want a life with me?  ❜
  • ❛  Can’t we be seventeen? That’s all I want to do.  ❜
  • ❛  If you could let me in, I could be good with you.  ❜
  • ❛  People hurt us, or they vanish, and you’re right, it really blows.  ❜
  • ❛  We let go, take a deep breath.  ❜
  • ❛  Don’t stop looking in my eyes.  ❜
  • ❛  Is that so hard to do?  ❜
  • ❛  Let us be seventeen, if we’ve still got the right.  ❜
  • ❛  So what’s it gonna be?  ❜
  • ❛  I want to be with you.  ❜
  • ❛  Yeah, we’re damaged. Badly damaged.  ❜
  • ❛  Your love’s too good to lose.  ❜
  • ❛  Hold me tighter. Even closer.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ll stay if I am what you choose.  ❜
  • ❛  You’re the one I choose.  ❜

SHINE A LIGHT

  • ❛  Deep inside of everyone there’s a hot ball of shame.  ❜
  • ❛  If we show the ugly parts that we hide away, they turn out to be beautiful by the light of day.  ❜
  • ❛  Every day’s a battlefield when pride’s on the line.  ❜
  • ❛  I attack your weakness and pray you don’t see mine.  ❜
  • ❛  If I share my ugly parts and you show me yours, our love can knock our walls down and unlock all our doors.  ❜
  • ❛  Who wants to share what’s in their heart?  ❜
  • ❛  No volunteers? Fine, I’ll start.  ❜
  • ❛  I live alone. My husband left. My kids are grown.  ❜
  • ❛  In the 60s love was free, that did not work out well for me.  ❜
  • ❛  The revolution came and went – tried to change the world, barely made a dent.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ve struggled with despair.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ve joined a cult.  ❜
  • ❛  I chant, I prayed but God’s not there.  ❜
  • ❛  (name) I’m ending our affair!  ❜
  • ❛  I faked it every time.  ❜

LIFEBOAT

  • ❛  I float in a boat in a raging black ocean, low in the water with no where to go.  ❜
  • ❛  The people smell desperate.  ❜
  • ❛  We’ll sink any minute so someone must go.  ❜
  • ❛  Everyone’s pushing! Everyone’s fighting!  ❜
  • ❛  There’s no where to hide.  ❜
  • ❛  The captain is pointing. well who made her captain?  ❜
  • ❛  Still, the weakest must go.  ❜

SHINE A LIGHT (REPRISE)

  • ❛  Aw look, (name) is gonna cry.  ❜
  • ❛  Stupid childproof caps!  ❜
  • ❛  Aw look, (name) is gonna whine all night.  ❜
  • ❛  You don’t deserve to live.  ❜
  • ❛  Why not kill yourself?  ❜
  • ❛  Here, have a sedative.  ❜
  • ❛  Whine, whine, whine like there’s no Santa Clause.  ❜
  • ❛  You’re pathetic because you whine!  ❜
  • ❛  You whine all night!  ❜
  • ❛  Your ass is off the team!  ❜
  • ❛  Go on and bitch and moan.  ❜
  • ❛  You don’t deserve the dream!  ❜
  • ❛  You’re gonna die alone.  ❜

KINDERGARTEN BOYFRIEND

  • ❛  He was sweet, he said that I was smart.  ❜
  • ❛  He was good at sports and people liked him.  ❜
  • ❛  At nap time, once, we shared a mat.  ❜
  • ❛  I didn’t sleep, I sat and watched him breathing.  ❜
  • ❛  I watched him dream for almost half an hour. Then he woke up.  ❜
  • ❛  He pulled a scab off one time playing kickball, kissed me quick and pressed it in my hand.  ❜
  • ❛  I took that scab and put it in a locket, all year long I wore it near my heart.  ❜
  • ❛  He didn’t care if I was thin or pretty.  ❜
  • ❛  He was mine until we hit first grade.  ❜
  • ❛  Last night I dreamed a horse with wings flew down into my home room.  ❜
  • ❛  Now we’re all grown up and we know better.  ❜
  • ❛  Now we recognize the way things are.  ❜
  • ❛  Certain boys are just for kindergarten.  ❜
  • ❛  Certain girls are meant to be alone.  ❜
  • ❛  I believe that any dream worth having, is a dream that should not have to end.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ll build a dream that I can live in, and this time I’m never waking up.  ❜

YO GIRL

  • ❛  Oh my god, is she dead?  ❜
  • ❛  Just another geek trying to imitate the popular people and failing miserably.  ❜
  • ❛  keep it together.  ❜
  • ❛  I knew you would come far.  ❜
  • ❛  Smell how gangsta you are.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m so sorry.  ❜
  • ❛  Feel a bit punchy?  ❜
  • ❛  She’s not looking so well.  ❜
  • ❛  You’ve earned that red scrunchie.  ❜
  • ❛  Come join (name) in hell.  ❜
  • ❛  Where have you been?  ❜
  • ❛  We’ve been worried sick!  ❜
  • ❛  Your friend, (name), stopped by.  ❜
  • ❛  He told us everything.  ❜
  • ❛  He’s got your hand writing down cold.  ❜
  • ❛  Please, honey, talk to us.  ❜
  • ❛  No, you wouldn’t understand.  ❜
  • ❛  Guess who’s right down the block?  ❜
  • ❛  I’ve experienced everything you’re going through.  ❜
  • ❛  Guess who’s climbing the stairs?  ❜
  • ❛  Your problems seem like life and death, I promise they’re not.  ❜
  • ❛  Guess who’s picking your lock.  ❜
  • ❛  You don’t know what my world looks like!  ❜
  • ❛  Times up! Go say your prayers.  ❜
  • ❛  (name)’s running on fumes now.  ❜
  • ❛  (name)’s totally fried.  ❜
  • ❛  (name)’s gotta be tripping on shrooms now.  ❜
  • ❛  (name)’s done for, there’s no doubt now.  ❜
  • ❛  Notify next of kin.  ❜
  • ❛  Too late, he got in.  ❜
  • ❛  Sorry for coming in through the window, dreadful etiquette I know.  ❜
  • ❛  Get out of my house!  ❜

MEANT TO BE YOURS

  • ❛  All is forgiven baby!  ❜
  • ❛  Come on, get dressed! You’re my date to the pep rally tonight!  ❜
  • ❛  You chucked me out like I was trash.  ❜
  • ❛  For that, you should be dead.  ❜
  • ❛  Then it hit me like a flash: what if high school went away instead?  ❜
  • ❛  Those assholes are the key.  ❜
  • ❛  They’re keeping you away from me.  ❜
  • ❛  They made you bling, messed up your mind.  ❜
  • ❛  I can set you free!  ❜
  • ❛  You left me and I fell apart.  ❜
  • ❛  I punched the wall and cried.  ❜
  • ❛  I found you changed my heart and set loose all that truthful shit inside.  ❜
  • ❛  So, I built a bomb!  ❜
  • ❛  Tonight our school is Vietnam.  ❜
  • ❛  Let’s guarantee they never see their senior prom!  ❜
  • ❛  I was meant to be yours.  ❜
  • ❛  We were meant to be one.  ❜
  • ❛  Don’t give up on me now.  ❜
  • ❛  Finish what we’ve begun.  ❜
  • ❛  In the rubble of their tomb, we’ll plant this not explaining why they died.  ❜
  • ❛  Our burned bodies may finally get through to you.  ❜
  • ❛  Your society churns out slaves and blanks, no thanks.  ❜
  • ❛  We’ll watch the smoke pour out the doors.  ❜
  • ❛  Bring marshmallows, we’ll make s’mores.  ❜
  • ❛  We can smile and cuddle while the fire roars.  ❜
  • ❛  I can’t make it alone.  ❜
  • ❛  You were meant to be mine.  ❜
  • ❛  I am all that you need.  ❜
  • ❛  You carved open my heart, can’t just leave me to bleed.  ❜
  • ❛  Open the door please.  ❜
  • ❛  Can we not fight anymore?  ❜
  • ❛  (Name), sure, you’re scared, I’ve been there.  ❜
  • ❛  (Name), don’t make me come in there.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m gonna count to three. 1, 2, fuck it–  ❜
  • ❛  Oh my god.  ❜
  • ❛  Please don’t leave me alone.  ❜
  • ❛  You were all I could trust.  ❜
  • ❛  I can’t do this alone, still, I will if I must.  ❜

DEAD GIRL WALKING (REPRISE)

  • ❛  I wanted someone strong who could protect me.  ❜
  • ❛  I let his anger fester and infect me.  ❜
  • ❛  His solution is a lie.  ❜
  • ❛  No one here deserves to die, except for me and the monster I created.  ❜
  • ❛  Heads up (name).  ❜
  • ❛  I’m a dead girl walking.  ❜
  • ❛  Can’t hide from me.  ❜
  • ❛  There’s your final bell.  ❜
  • ❛  It’s one more dance and then farewell.  ❜
  • ❛  (name) told me you just committed suicide?  ❜
  • ❛  Yeah, well, he’s wrong about a lot of things.  ❜
  • ❛  I through together a lovely tribute, especially considering the short notice.  ❜
  • ❛  What’s under the gym?  ❜
  • ❛  That’s it.  ❜
  • ❛  What’s that sound?  ❜
  • ❛  Give a great big yell!  ❜
  • ❛  Step away from the bomb.  ❜
  • ❛  This little thing? I’d hardly call it a bomb.  ❜
  • ❛  This is just to trigger the packs of thermals upstairs –those are bombs.  ❜
  • ❛  I wish your mom had been a little stronger.  ❜
  • ❛  I wish she’d stayed around a little longer.  ❜
  • ❛  I wish your dad were good.  ❜
  • ❛  I wish grownups understood.  ❜
  • ❛  I wish we’d met before they convinced you life is war.  ❜
  • ❛  I wish you’d come with me.  ❜
  • ❛  I wish I had more TNT!  ❜

I AM DAMAGED

  • ❛  I am damaged. Far too damaged.  ❜
  • ❛  You’re not beyond repair.  ❜
  • ❛  Stick around here, make things better.  ❜
  • ❛  You beat me fair and square.  ❜
  • ❛  Please stand back now.  ❜
  • ❛  Don’t know what this thing will do.  ❜
  • ❛  Hope you miss me.  ❜
  • ❛  Wish you’d kiss me.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ll trade my life for yours.  ❜
  • ❛  Wait, hold on!  ❜
  • ❛  Once I disappear, clean up the mess down here.  ❜
  • ❛  Not this way!  ❜
  • ❛  Say hi to God.  ❜

SEVENTEEN (REPRISE)

  • ❛  Listen up kids, war is over.  ❜
  • ❛  Brand new sheriff’s come to town.  ❜
  • ❛  We are done with acting evil.  ❜
  • ❛  We will lay our weapons down.  ❜
  • ❛  We’re all damaged, we’re all frightened, we’re all freaks but that’s alright.  ❜
  • ❛  We’ll endure it. We’ll survive it.  ❜
  • ❛  (name) are you free tonight?  ❜
  • ❛  High school may not ever end.  ❜
  • ❛  Still, I miss you.  ❜
  • ❛  I’d be honored, if you’d let me be your friend.  ❜
  • ❛  We can be seventeen.  ❜
  • ❛  If nobody loves me now, someday somebody will.  ❜
  • ❛  There’s still time to make things.  ❜
  • ❛  One day we’ll change the world, but let’s kick back tonight.  ❜
  • ❛  Let’s go be seventeen, take off our clothes and dance.  ❜
  • ❛  This could be our final chance.  ❜
  • ❛  We’ll make it beautiful.  ❜
🖤Drug Lord E [Part 8] (Ethan x Reader)

Summary: Justin or Ethan?

Warnings: Drugs/Sexual Assault/Violence

A/N: Twins are older in this. So I’ve never wrote anything about these subjects before and at any point if you are uncomfortable please stop reading! Also, requests are on hold until I finish the series! Still open, just won’t be posting! Now without further ado, I present Drug Lord Ethan

Part 7

Ethan’s POV

“Where’s Y/N?” He asked lowly. His eyes locked with mine. I stood in the way so he couldn’t get into the house. “Where is she?” He asked a little louder this time. He tried to get in my face, but Grayson used one hand and pushed him back.

“Who do you think you are right now? I’m sorry did you forget where you are? Where’s my fucking money?” I asked him as Alex gets between Justin and I.

“Where is she?” He yelled as he tried to break the grasp that Gray and Alex had on him. Just then Cameron and Aaron walked into the living room too.

“Yo what’s he doing here?” Cameron asked with a laugh.

“I’m here for Y/N!” He yelled which made me jump.

“Give me my money and I’ll let her go. That simple Kelley.” I snickered. “You think this is some sort of fucking game, but it’s not. Give me my money and I’ll give you her.” I snapped as I clenched my jaw and my fists.

“Do you even know her name? Say her fucking name!” He tried to break from the grasp of Gray and Alex. I just chuckled.

“If it means anything Justin.” I snickered. I leaned down next to his ear and whispered to him. “She gives great head.” He jumped at me, but my guys held him back. I turned to walk away, but I turned back around and kneed him in the face.

“Ethan?” I turned around laughing when I saw a familiar face. A familiar no upper lip. A familiar her. She was staring confused. All of the screaming and shouting must have caught her attention. “What’s–” She peered around me and saw Justin on the ground as he started coughing. “Oh my God Justin!” Y/N quickly pushed past me to get to him. She cupped his face looking at his bloody nose. “Justin? Oh my God!” She shouted as he held him in her arms. She turned around and looked at me. “What the hell Ethan?” She screamed angrily. I sucked in a sharp breath before I said anything. I couldn’t say anything. Justin then mumbled something that none of us heard.

Originally posted by marvilimagines

“Speak up.” Grayson said as he pinched the back of Justin’s neck making him look forward.

“What Justin?” Y/N whispered as she still had his face cupped in her hands.

“I said get off of me!” He snapped as he pushed his body forward knocking Y/N to the ground.

“Hey!” I snapped as I got on my knees next to her. She looked up at him with fear in her eyes as if he was another guy. “Don’t fucking touch her!” I yelled at him.

“Ethan stop it! Justin what’s wrong?” Y/N pushed herself up on her knees and got in Justin’s face again. “Talk to me please?” She asked with such care. She ran her fingers behind his ear as if she was pushing his hair out from his face.

“You came here to pay off my debt and you stayed here and slept with this guy? Y/N he’s the reason I’m even in this mess in the first place? How could you do this to me?” Justin’s voiced started raising as Gray jerked his shoulder back so he wouldn’t hurt her. He let out a groan as Cameron and Alex helped him stand to his feet. Grayson held Justin’s arms behind his back tightly.

“No Justin it wasn’t like–” Justin cut Y/N off. He raised his hand acting like he was going to hit her, but Cameron stepped up.

“No? That’s exactly how it looks to me. I can’t believe you Y/N. I thought you wanted better for me and to help me get better, but instead you’re here sucking another guy’s dick? I wouldn’t be surprised if you two had already had sex.” Justin let out a snort with a huff of anger. “Let me go!” He jerked away from my guys to which I pulled Y/N behind me.

“You told him?” Y/N asked me in a holler. I was not about to deal with this right now. I had no intentions to either.

“Justin you need to leave. Now.” I demanded. I was not happy right now. I was actually wanting to kill him and the one thing preventing me was knowing that Y/N was standing right there behind me.

“Fine I’ll leave. I’ll be back later and I’ll have something to help pay off my debt.” He snickered as he walked out of my door, but he turned around. “Hope you two are happy together.” Justin smiled as he slammed the door shut behind him.


Y/N’s POV

“Justin!” I ran after him. The guys tried to stop me, but I was too fast and so sudden. He stopped in the front lawn and looked at me. I could see the sun was just beginning to rise as the rays glistened off of his chestnut brown hair. “Justin please.” I begged as tears threatened to fall.

“Y/N! Get back here!” I heard Ethan shout as I was still crying to Justin. I held the sleeve of his jacket, but he didn’t budge. He acted very unphased. “I’m sorry.” I mumbled into his shoulder as I cried some more. “I love you.” He pushed me off of his shoulder and shook his head. I pressed my lips to his, but he didn’t kiss back. He didn’t react at all.

Originally posted by banditsnow

“Obviously not.” He then kept on walking away from me. He just left me standing there in the sunrise. Alone.

“Come on Y/N.” Angie mumbled as she tugged at my arm. I followed behind her as we walked inside the house. No one said anything to me. I went back into Ethan’s room and lied on the bed. I heard the door creaking open.

“I’m sorry Y/N.” It was Angie. “I know that was probably hard for you, and I’m so sorry you had to see it happen. Justin seems like an ass anyways.” I sniffled at her attempt to help me feel better.

“I don’t blame him. Could you look at Grayson the same way after he slept with another girl or vice verse?” She didn’t say anything. She swallowed as if she was swallowing her words. “Didn’t think so.” I went back to looking outside the window.

“Just because you’re upset because you can’t choose a guy, doesn’t mean you have to be a bitch to the loyal girls who already know who they want.” She says lowly as she leaves the room. I then hear the familiar footsteps of Ethan. I groaned as he lied on the bed next to me.

“You okay?” I wasn’t. I just wanted to cry to be honest. I didn’t want to talk to anyone right now and I wish I could take it all back, but Angie was right. I needed to choose. Yes Justin has been there since day one, but he left me when I needed him most. And why didn’t he come sooner? Why did he come today? And Ethan is an asshole. He’s a bad boy. He can be a complete jerk, but the way he pulled me behind him when Justin was getting mad. The way he went off on Nate. Something about him just drew me in. I didn’t know what it was or even care. I turned over to look at him. His eyes were closes as he was softly snoring.

“E.” I said to which his eyes opened wide.

“I’m sorry Y/N. I just–” I cut him off by pressing my lips to his. At first he was in shock and didn’t even try to kiss back, but then he did. He kissed me with such passion. My hand went behind his head as I just wanted to hold him and love him. He pulled away and rested his forehead on mine. “I’m sorry Y/N. I really am.” Ethan then kissed my nose. 

Originally posted by coupleloveblog

He was a completely different guy then the guy I knew when I first came here. Yes he still had his asshole charm, but it seemed to fade around me. He was becoming such a nice and genuine person. But I don’t want to deal with the drugs anymore. I won’t deal with it anymore. His fingertips traced over my tattoo as my heart began throb. The tingling feeling made my heart skip a beat. “You okay?” He asked again staring me in my eyes.

“Yeah it just sucks is all.” I looked away as he kissed my cheek.

“Can I tell you something?” I nodded.

“Unless it’s about him then not right now.” I sighed as he started chuckling.

“No it’s not.” He bit his bottom lip with a smile. “I love you.” I was caught off guard. I looked him in the eyes in shock. No he didn’t. He couldn’t. I sucked in a sharp breath.

“No you don’t.” I laughed trying to play it off. Ethan looked me in the eyes.

“Yeah I guess not.” He said lowly. I started laughing trying to break the awkward tension between us. “Let’s get some sleep. We have to deal with some petty ex boyfriend tomorrow.” He laughed.

“He’s not my ex.” I said as I rolled away from Ethan. He just scoffed and looked up at the ceiling. He gave a light chuckle.

“Goodnight Y/N.”

Preference "How they beg you to come back to them"

Pt.1 http://underratedcharactersimagines.tumblr.com/post/158008568336/preference-how-they-react-to-getting-caught

Pt.2 http://underratedcharactersimagines.tumblr.com/post/158175174081/preference-how-they-react-to-you-breaking-up-with

(Yay our favs? lol XD Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gifs not mine/found them on google/credits to the original owner.)

Negan-Realizing how miserable he is without you, he’d beg you to come back to him by apologizing for his acts as he’d get on his knees for you. After purposely going to grab you from your work, he’d bring you into his room for a talk, despite your protests, and going as far as to lock the doors. There he’d tear up and laugh at himself for feeling this way before he suddenly decides to drop to his knees to hug your legs to beg. “Fucking fuckitty fuck…Do you realize how fucking ridiculous I look like this…Fuck it! I-I’m sorry, okay…I’m sorry for my shit attitude to you and everything…I just want you back alright! Please…”

Daryl-Realizing how miserable he is without you, he’d beg you to come back to him by apologizing for his acts as he stands by your door with flowers in hand. He’d go to your house with a defeated look and the instant you’d open for him, tears would come to him. Although, you’d try to close the door, he’d stop you as much as he can and talk to you about his regrets as he tries to hand you his gifts and reaches for you to hold. “I-I’m sorry…I-I really am…You didn’t deserve to be treated that way…I just want you back, Y/N…Please…Please I need you…”

Rick-Realizing how miserable he is without you, he’d beg you to come back to him by apologizing to you for his actions and kisses you to show it. He’d simply spend the day following you around and try to get his chance to talk to you, despite you trying to avoid him, he’d still be persistent. Finally, he’d grab you to make you listen to him and blurt out how he still has feelings for you, only to surprise you with his arms wrapped around you. “I still love you, Y/N! I really do! I’m so sorry for hurting you that way…I really am…We belong together…You’re mine…”

Merle-Realizing how miserable he is without you, he’d beg you to come back to him by apologizing for his acts as he has a genuine talk with you. As you’d avoid him and all, he’d have no other choice but to go to your room one evening and wait for you. The instant he sees you, he’d lock the door and start to apologize for everything and start to tear up as drops to his knees for you and reaches for your waist. “I-I ain’t ever begged before, Y/N…B-But please! Come back to me! I-I can’t do this anymore! I can’t stand you ignoring me either! Please, I-I love you, alright!”

Glenn-Realizing how miserable he is without you, he’d beg you to come back to him by apologizing to you for his actions as he hands you whatever you needed from a run. As you have been avoiding him, he’d take it upon himself to find a way to make you talk to him. So he’d come up with the idea of waiting for you to ask for someone to get you your needed supply, only to take their place and get it for you. “Y/N, wait! Let’s talk, please…I need to talk to you…I-I miss you…I miss us…I can’t do this anymore…Please, forgive me for everything…please…I’m sorry…”

Carl-Realizing how miserable he is without you, he’d beg you to come back to him by apologizing to you for his act as he followed you while on a run. He’d wait on for a little while and when the opportunity would come, he’d quietly follow your tracks and end up appearing in front of you. He’d manage to grab a hold of you, despite your protests at first and simply hug you tightly to him. “Y/N! Y/N! Please just listen to me! I-I’m sorry for hurting you…Please, take back the words you said to me that day…and let’s just get back together…”

The Governor-Realizing how miserable he is without you, he’d beg you to come back to him by apologizing to you for his actions and drunkenly admit his mistake while you’re out. Although, he’d try to talk to you countless of times, you’d constantly ignore him, making him desperate for you. He’d end up drinking a few glasses and muster up the courage to admit his faults for you and everyone to hear. “Y/N! Y-You can’t ignore me anymore! And everyone else, listen up! I-I was stupid enough to cheat on you…To hurt you…and I regret it everyday…Please…Just come back to me…”

Abraham-Realizing how miserable he is without you, he’d beg you to come back to him by apologizing to you for his actions as he drives with you on a run. Truly wanting to be back with you, he’d ask for Rick to task you to go on a run with him, knowing for a fact you can’t refuse a demand from him. Although, it would’ve been quiet for the most part, he’d finally muster up the courage to speak up and have your attention. “This can’t go on forever…You can’t just keep avoiding me…no, I ain’t stopping the car…Just hear me out…I-I’m sorry Y/N…I’m sorry for acting like an ass and treating you that way…I-I just want you back…”

Eugene-Realizing how miserable he is without you, he’d beg you to come back to him by apologizing to you for his actions in a complete state of panic. He’d at first calmly think of many ways to approach you but with your constant ignoring him, he’d feel less and less confident. So in the end he’d decide to just knock on your door and tear up uncontrollably the instant you opened for him, only to take his chance and hug you. “Y/N! I-I’m so sorry…I really am! I-I never meant to hurt you like that! C-can we? Can we restart everything? Please…”

Ron-Realizing how miserable he is without you, he’d beg you to come back to him by apologizing to you for his actions as he’d manage to have you over for dinner. Although you’d keep your distances from one another, he’d get his mom to invite you over to watch Sam and in the end offer you dinner, making it inevitable that you’ll both end up having to talk. You’d end up being alone and that’s when he’d reach for your hand. “Y/N, wait…Please just listen to me…I-I’m sorry for what I did…I realize now that it’s you…I’d rather be with…”

Jesus-Realizing how miserable he is without you, he’d beg you to come back to him by apologizing to you for his actions as he decides to crash at your place. He’d bring all of his belongings from Hilltop to set himself in your living room. Although, you’d try to throw him out, he’d be persistent and want to stay even more, making it harder to act indifferent. One evening, he’d finally get your attention as he’d keep you from going up the stairs and hold you. “We can’t do this anymore! Y-You can’t just ignore me…Y/N…Please…I-I’m so sorry for hurting you like that…I-I really am…Please let’s get back together…”

Dwight-Realizing how miserable he is without you, he’d beg you to come back to him by apologizing to you for his actions as he shows up at your door with some of your favorite snacks and candies. He’d try on countless of occasions to talk to you but only get ignored by you. Finally, he’d resolved to visit you in the middle of the night by knocking on your door, making you have no choice but to open and see him in tears. “Y/N…P-Please…Don’t close the door on me…I-I need to talk to you…No, I need you…I-I’m so sorry for treating you that way…Please don’t tell me you don’t love me anymore…”

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Things I learned today from reading Lost Eden Scans:

(´;ω ;`)  This isn’t a translation, just a shitty summary and I only did these two because I’m biased and lazy. Enjoy~

*edited after playing since scans weren’t clear *

Mukami Prologue:

Ruki and Yui bump into this ~stranger~ at the supermarket. Said stranger was staring at them earlier which totally isn’t weird or nothing. Apples fall down and Ruki tells the guy to be careful.

???: “I’ll buy this apple… …So it’s all good, yeah?”

The guy just kinda takes the apples and eats them. NOM NOM APPLES. much symbolism. And Ruki just deeply sighs.

Stranger is super casual with Ruki and Yui wonders if he’s an acquaintance.

After Yui and Ruki are done getting what they need, Yuma joins them. And Ruki’s kinda spooked at whatever happened with ~stranger~, so we have Yuma being worried about him. Something’s bothering Ruki. Anyway, the 3 walk home. BUT THEN. Kou joins the party.

Kou: I worked really hard! Please tell me you’re gonna make vongole bianco as a reward!?

The now 4 of them head home. *intercom voice* =They have arrived at the house= Azusa feels down seeing them all come home together because he was the odd guy out. Kou cheers Azusa up and all the brothers say stuff to him. The smile on Azusa’s face comes back and everyone has dinner together. AKA KOU AND YUMA FIGHTING LIKE 5 YEaR OLDS AND PAPA RUKI TELLING THEM “OH LOOK AT THE GOOD CHILDREN. YUI AND AZUSA. ACT MORE LIKE THEM” and yeah there’s a CG of it.

Azusa: But that’s nice… …how everyone came home together.


Kino Prologue:

Dear uncle Richter. OHHH RICHTER. So this Kino guy asks Richter to meet him at this one place. They talk a bit. I guess Kino kinda does a “let me tell you shit, then I’ll kill you” sorta thing here. He stacks all this on Richter.

THEN BOOM. EXPLOSION. ~MAGIC POWErS UNLEASHED~

Somewhere afterwards, we have that scene where Kino’s all HEY YURI. GET RID OF THIS OLD HAG FOR ME. And so Richter gets skewered onto that tower. That tower has a name and I’ll get to that shortly. It was the title of Laito and Shin’s Versus Track 1.

Yui passes her days kinda on edge/uneasy since Ayato inherited Karl’s powers and stuff. One day, she heads out on a date (presumably with Ayato) and EW WHAT IS THAT SMELL? IT’S LIKE CORPSE. She notices this nasty dead smell at 神無 TOWER. Yeah. That’s literally the kanji. But thank it isn’t Kamimu tower lol. It’s Kaminashi Tower. STILL? 無神 ↔ 神無 Anyway, suddenly this ~beautiful young man~ appears and just goes right in for a kiss. “It’s to win you over.“ says the young man. yes nothing turns me on more than the smell of corpse sir


SO yeah. (;-◞౪◟-)  That’s what I learned today and I’m pumped for the game coming out soon!  And this is why I don’t do summaries.

SEVENTEEN SCENARIO (FLUFF)

seventeen on an ice-cream date

mingyu- mingyu would get the ice cream and bring it to you and in the midst of all this he would stumble a bit being the cute clumsy thing he is, he would sit down with you and start eating and he would end up with ice cream on the tip of his nose and he wouldn’t realise and you would get an napkin and wipe his nosengjrigrigr and then he would say something cute like “ahhhh i did it again” and start whining jfifjeiue

wonwoo- a ball of happiness eating an ice-cream. is there any thing else i really have to say?? he would just sit there and embrace the happiness around him and the happiness of being around you and just relax and you would just talk about the stupidest things like is it hard to paint your nails with your fingers

dk- dk would non stop smile after he asked you out and you said yes. your first date would be an ice cream together and he would just constantly stare and smile at you and you would eventually gently hit him on the shoulder and he would giggle and be like ‘what?’ and you’d be like ‘stop staring’ and he’d just giggle and apologise then offer you some of his ice cream ;z;

woozi- he would honestly be so shocked you said yes that he would awkwardly sit eating the ice cream trying to find a topic to talk and his face would go all red and bright and he would just be like ‘so do you like puppies?’ then pull out his phone and start showing you this time he saw this cute dog idek gnejkgregrewhatislifegnjgk

dino- now as i said woozi wouldn’t know what to say, but dino, dino is on a whole other level- i swear this child would just sit there the whole time trying to find a way to eat this ice cream, go from the side then sort of shake his head, from the other side, from the top, from the bottom, and even after you had finished he would still be trying to rap his head around the idea of this whole thing and you would just sit there giggling at him

jeonghan- jeonghan would be chill on the outside but in his head literal alarm bells would be ringing. he would be asking himself questions he didn’t know the answers to like ‘what should i do next??//??/?’ and ‘am I supposed to pay??? is that a thing?? the guy pays right?? i mean i cant let her pay- right?’ and i feel like he would end up cutely stuttering a few times and handing over the wrong amount of money oR leaving without he change and someone having to call him back into the restaurant to get it

seungkwan- oh the diva boo i feel itgegemkf. seungkwan would legit waltz into the shop and stop at the counter and just go “one strawberry and one chocolate ice-cream please” then slowly slide cash across the table like he was in a movie and you would giggle at him and he would be acting all tough then the waiter would be like ‘cup or cone’ and he’d switch out of dive mode and be like ‘cone please…’ all shy like

scoups- coups would come back with one ice cream and you’d be like wot wheres my ice cream?? and then he’d turn the cone to show you half and half of yours and his favourite flavour and he’d be like ‘2 scoops is $2 more don’t say i don’t love you’ and you would giggle at him and he would giggle backenjkremek

joshua- joshua being the perfect person he is would have legit perfect looking ice creams and would surprise you and be like ‘its on me’ and then he would drag you to a park and feed you the ice-cream while sitting on a bench together with your head in his lap awwjnfk

jun- holy moly ok so jun would be like ‘let me impress you with my actings skills’ and you’d be like ‘ok go for it’ and he’d start acting and then when he got distracted he wouldld accidentally ’throw’ (of more like slip) the ice-cream out of his hand and it would land on the floor behind him and you wouldn’t be able to stop laughing and jun would just be there in the background like “‘HEYY DONT LAUGH AT MEEE’

the8- you would get the ice creams and you would desperately want to try the8s but he would always be like ‘calm yo self you can have one in a sec’ then continue to eat it. so you would distract him and go in for a bite of his ice-cream and he would turn around and be all cute like ‘i cant see it where is it’ then he’d see his ice-cream and start to pout and get all cute and he’d be like “why’d you do thattt’ :”)

hoshi- hoshi would have ‘no idea’ what flavour to get you and would end up bring back only ‘one ice cream’ and you would just look at him like wdym?? and he’d just kinda laugh awkwardly and say ‘i didn’t know what you wanted… so i didn’t get you anything at all’ and you’d just stare at him and be like ‘yOu know what i likeeee’ and he’d sit down and pull your favourite flavour of ice-cream from behind his back and be like ‘just kidding!’ and bop your nose.

vernon- vernon would be very impromptu and just pull you out of the house and be like ‘we’re going for ice cream’ and you’d be like ‘why??’ and he’d be like ‘just cause’ and you’d spend the whole day just walking and talking and holding hands casually. oh and ofc eating your ice cream

Guardian Angel

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Hoseok/J-hope X reader

Fandom: BTS

Request: Could you do something where reader is an agent of some kind and she is supposed to be a bodyguard for a specific person (jimin or hoseok plz) and then there was an attack of some kind and then she protects them but not without getting like seriously hurt in the process. And maybe they had also grown close and fond of each other?

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

It was the day of the boy’s biggest concert and you were ordered to direct them through the airport safely. Everyone kept telling you that it would be a bad idea to become a body guard due to your gender but you weren’t one to listen. It was sexist to think that you couldn’t do as good or better of a job than any of the male staff could. You had been working with Bangtan for a while but never spared much conversation since you were usually involved in high stress situations but you didn’t mind. They were all very sweet to the staff members and you really had no complaints to be made.

As per usual, you walked over to the opening of their plane, waiting to escort the member you were assigned to you. Hoseok comes off the plane with a huge, contagious smile on his face.

“Good morning, Hoseok”

You couldn’t help but give back a smile.

“Good Morning, Y/N. Did you get a chance to eat this morning? It’s really early for you to be out here.”

You nodded, lying.

“Yeah, i’m fine. You don’t have to worry about me, I’m more worried about you. We do this pretty often but some of those girls are rough..i’m surprised they call themselves fans when they treat you like that.”

He gave a shrug, walking along side of you. You could see why all these fans were obsessed with them, looking as gorgeous as they did and being as sweet as they were. You wondered if you would would be a fan if you weren’t working along side of them.

“I’m sure they mean well..” He said, sighing. You could tell it bothered him but there wasn’t anything to be done about it. There would always be those sort of crazy people out there and he knew it came with their sudden popularity. Nonetheless you stayed close to him as you approached the uproar of fans. There were cameras flashing everywhere, fans already screaming, and people pushing to get closer all around. You kept a distance between you and Hoseok but made sure nobody went past your arms.

“Jhope! Look over here!” fans called.

He glanced down at you a few times to check on you and when you made eye contact he gave another warm smile. As the end of the airport walk was approaching you stopped the group of members at the road, looking for the van that was supposed to pick them up. You searched around for it when you didn’t see it in sight and one of the fans shoved you out of the way to get a picture, plunging you into the road. You knees scraped the concrete under you and all you could remember was the headlights of an oncoming car with the sounds of gasps and screams from the sidelines. 

The warm feeling covering your hand was the next thing you noticed, your eyes still closed as you moved around in the bed. Voices could be heard but you weren’t even paying attention, squeezing the hand of the person holding yours.

“She’s awake!” Hoseok yelled at the nurse who rushed out of the hospital room. 

You winced at how bright the lights were, looking around.

“…Hoseok..? Why am-ow, ow, ow.” The sharp pain of your side took over your will to speak. 

“Please don’t move. The doctor said you broke 2 of your ribs when the car hit you.” 

The look of sheer worry in his eyes made you feel guilty for letting this happen in the first place. Although when you realized you were still holding his hand you pulled yours away.

“I’m okay, It just hurts to sit up. Shouldn’t you be at rehearsal for tonight?”

“I told them I wasn’t leaving your side until I knew you were okay. You got hurt because of me….”

“Hoseok that’s not your fault, I was doing my job-”

“Why do you do it?” Hoseok blurted. 

“Do what?”

“Choose to protect us. I don’t like seeing you get hurt even if it is for us.”

You let out a sigh, knowing where this was going.

“Because I care about you guys. When I met you guys for the first time I thought you were all politer than the other celebrities I worked with. You were all so passionate about work and it was admirable. If I could do anything to help you guys I wanted to be there for it even if we don’t even have conversations. In a weird way you guys motivated me to do even better.”

He let a small smile show but he still didn’t like seeing you do this to yourself. 

“Maybe you could stick by our side without getting hurt?”

“I can’t be a stylist. I’m awful at that sort of thing, you already have a manager, and plus I’m fine where I am now. I’m happy doing this.”

Hoseok nodded, not trying to convince you to quit.

“I feel bad though. All of you know so much about us but we don’t get the time to get to know you. Since i’m here you can tell me more about yourself Y/N. Do you have a boyfriend?”

You immediately started to blush.

“W-why is that your first question? No, I don’t.”

He smirked, seeing you get flustered. He sat closer to the bed, leaning his elbow on the side next to your arm. 

“Aw why not? You’re pretty, strong, protective, and going off the minor conversations we’ve had you’re really smart. Is work too much for you?”

“…I just don’t have one…right now..” You said, quietly.

He burst out laughing.

“I’m just teasing you, Y/N. But you are all of those things.”

Hearing the compliments from him made your face feel hot but you couldn’t help but be a bit paranoid. If fans even caught a glimpse of this conversation there would be never ending controversy. Plus he was wasting time with you here when he should be practicing.

“Listen, I’m really okay. You should go catch up with the rest of them.”

His hand went over to hold yours once more as he brought it up to his lips. You froze in your place, watching his face. 

“I’m the best dancer in the group, if anyone needs practice it’s them. I’ll go back in time for the concert so for now i’m going to be here with you.”

The sincerity in his voice easily made you cave. 

“Why do you care so much…?” You suddenly, blurted. 

For a minute he sat there thinking about his answer but eventually said, “I feel like if you were in my place you’d do the same for me.”

It wasn’t completely false. You would have stayed along side of him if he got hit by a car due to a fan’s carelessness but you would have stayed by his side for any reason and he knew that. 

“What about you then? What secrets are you hiding that you want me to know?” 

Hoseok’s face lit up as he told you stories about the members that you would have never known, cracking up at how ridiculous and exciting it must be in the household with them. He seemed to be genuinely enjoying talking to you and above everything else it made you happy. It must have been hard for him to make friends like this once he started to become famous so he was so enthusiastic about making one. You could honestly listen to him speak for hours, watching him become entertained by his own stories, and moving his hands around a lot while he explained the situations. It was evident to you now just how easy it was to fall for someone like him. Every word that came from him was actual sincerity and his attitude was nothing but sweet. You started to grow your own smile on your face and he stopped mid sentence.

“What is it?”

You shook your head.

“Nothing. I’m just happy I get to talk to you.”

Hoseok pulled his phone out of his pocket.

“You can always talk to me whenever you want. Where’s your phone? I’ll add my number to it..”

“It’s in my pocket. What should I save your name as?” You asked, amused.

He reached out and grabbed your phone, adding his number to your contacts. He flashed you a glimpse of your contact for him, giggling. It read: Hobi~♥♥♥♥!!

 You burst out laughing.

“isn’t that a bit ridiculous? What if someone see’s that?”

“Then they can talk to me if they have a problem with it.” Hoseok stated, proudly.

As you both slowly stopped laughing he looked up at you. You felt nervous having him staring at you so much but didn’t stop him. He bit his lip, looking as if he had something on his mind but he didn’t say it out loud. You should have stopped yourself there. It was extremely unprofessional to continue to flirt with him but your mind was set on the boy sitting in front of you. To you he wasn’t the extremely skilled dancer and rapper by the name of J-hope. It was just the handsome and talented Jung Hoseok.

“…I wish it wasn’t like this.” You admitted, letting it slip from your mouth before you could stop yourself. It seemed like self control wasn’t your strong suit today.

Hoseok leaned his head on his arm, tilting it slightly to maintain eye contact with you.

“Like what?”

“n-nothing…I shouldn’t have said that…”

“You wish it wasn’t like the way it was? Me being in a group while you were a staff member? Yeah, I thought about that too. I wanted to talk to you every time you were assigned to me but I was afraid of getting you in trouble. I even got a little jealous watching you with the other members. It’s dumb but there are benefits of you being a member of our staff too.” He spilled. 

“..You like me?” 

He sat up straight, dramatically putting his hand over his chest.

“You didn’t even notice? Wow. I’m hurt, Y/N.” He said, joking around. 

“How am I suppose to notice when you never spoke more than a few words to me?

Hoseok pretended as if his heart was hurting, clenching his shirt and groaning.

“Okay, Okay! I’m sorry, if I said I liked you too will you stop already? It hurts to laugh.” You giggled.

He instantly acted as if nothing happened, siting back up with a new smile on his face. 

“How about a dat-”

“Jhope! It’s time to go already. If we don’t leave now we’re gonna be stuck in traffic and you won’t make it to the concert. I stalled enough for you so please just come with me without a fight.” The manager begged. 

Hoseok nodded, standing up from his place. 

“Yes, I’m coming.” 

Before he completely stepped out of the room he stopped to look back at you one more time.

“Don’t forget you have my number. I’ll come back to check on you after the concert.”

“Alright, hurry before you’re late.”

With one last smile he left the room, leaving you in there alone with your thoughts. You face instantly became red thinking about what just happened and you held back the screaming fit you almost threw out of happiness. You finally had a shot.

You know what direction getting-back-together aus never go in? The it-didn’t-work-out route.

AU where Harry and Louis are madly in love in London, where Louis is a wildly successful chef in a famous restarting, who is only getting better, and Harry is still trying to get his big break as an actor.

One day Harry gets a call from a huge film producer in LA who wants him, offers him a position as a lead in a huge new tv show, and Harry wants it so so bad, but Louis is HERE, in London, and Harry figures if he keeps trying he’ll eventually get something here.

But Louis sees how much harry wants it, and does the selfless but horrible choice; he breaks up with him. Tells him he expects amazing things from Harry and doesn’t want to hold him back.

So harry is absolutely DEVASTATED, but he goes to LA to follow his dream like Louis wanted him to. They film a whole season of the show that is supposed to be the best new thing, but when it’s finally aired, it gets cut after the pilot because viewership is too low. And Harry’s been over here with only work to distract him from his heartbreak but now he doesn’t even have THAT any more, and he’s pining for this boy who left him, but he feels like he can’t go back home because Louis expected him to be this great success and he’s nothing but a terrible disappointment. He can’t go back like this, Louis deserves more than a boy who ran away only to wind up a failure.

So he’s taken up a job as a server to pay the bills, although he can barely find it in himself to keep trying out for parts when all he’s known for is a failed pilot episode. And one day months down the line, he’s serving a couple their quail compote and in the door walks Louis Tomlinson. Of course the chef of the restaurant is star struck because “that’s Louis Tomlinson, the top chef in London!” And Harry’s just standing there trying not to cry because Louis looks so much better even than Harry’s memories of him. And Louis locks eyes with him and Harry DOES start crying then.

But suddenly he’s enveloped in Louis’ arms and Louis is crying too and whispering things like “you could have come back” and “I watched the episode you were amazing” and “please let me not be too late” and all the fears Harry has of coming back a failure sort of melt away because THIS is so much more important than any career decision.

And Harry does get his big break in acting two years later, back in London, in Theatre instead of television. Louis sits in the front row for every performance.

Just Beg Me To Stay (Part 3)

A/N: And here is the final part! Not sure how I feel about it but it’s what came out lol. Thanks for the love! You can find the two previous parts in my masterlist!

Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1000+

Warnings: angst, slight fluff, swearing

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You somehow managed to sober yourself up enough to push away from the hunter that stood before you, ignoring the girls whom you had met tonight call out your name in surprise.

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Co Workers (Part Twenty-One)

A/N: Surprise!!!!! I know it’s not a big deal but since I didn’t get a part up on Sunday, and since I had already written this part, I decided to go ahead and post it!!! So here ya go!

Pairing: Misha x Reader

Warnings: Smut oral (male recieving), language

Word Count: 2.2k

Co Workers MASTERLIST

Originally posted by beyond-the-nights-world

“I’m gonna order some food-” you said as you stood up to get dressed, tossing Misha his boxers as you reached for the room service menu- “What?” you asked him, noticing the way that he was staring at you.

“Nothing, I just can’t believe I get to spend the rest of my life with you.” You felt yourself blush, he always said the right things, and you loved it. And lucky for you, you got to hear him say those things for the rest of your life.


It was the middle of May now, and you were in the car with Misha, driving to your mom’s house from the airport. Your birthday was tomorrow and you were excited to be turning twenty-five. You were a little nervous though, you were unsure if your mom had told the rest of your family about you being pregnant. You knew that they must’ve known about the marriage, it had been all over the place.

There was lots of speculation that you and Misha were expecting seeing as you had only been together for a few months when you decided to get hitched. But you told a different story. You’d taken to facebook live the night after you’d gotten married, saying how after your little bit of time in rehab, you two realized you couldn’t be without each other. Both of you going on to say that you knew it was forever the moment you met; and people bought it. You had planned on announcing the pregnancy once you and Misha had found out the sex of the baby, which was at your next appointment in two weeks.

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Which one is Hikaru? (Hikaru and Karou Hatchinn x Reader) (Request)

Gif Not Mine

Anonymous:  Would you mind doing a Hikaru x reader (from ouran high school host club)? If you could thank you!

Word Count: 5,399

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Fred Weasley Imagine Faking It

Part 2

“You want me to pretend to date you, so you’ll get someone off your back?” You asked Fred incredulously  and he nodded, biting his lip anxiously. You were close friends with both of the twins and would do anything for them.

“Come on (Y/N), you’re the only person I thought of.” Your heart fluttered at his words and sighed, thinking about how complicated the situation could get.

“What happens when they’ve lost interest?”

“We break up and go back to being friends. It’s just acting more affectionate in public, that’s all. Please?” Fred pleaded, looking intently at you. Reluctantly, you nodded and Fred grinned, throwing his arms around you. 


“Are you ready honey?” You rolled your eyes at Fred’s comment, but held his hand, as the two of you made your way down to the entrance. You were going to Hogsmeade together. 

“You don’t pretend when there’s nobody around.” You mumbled, but part of you enjoyed having Fred as your boyfriend. He’d been more caring towards you and you’d never expected to see him in a romantic light. 

“Would you two get a room?” George joked, as you walked down the streets of Hogsmeade. You shook your head, a small grin gracing your features. Fred led you into the Three Broomsticks and you ordered drinks, grabbing your money as you did so. Fred placed his hand over yours.

“(Y/N), I’ll get it.” You frowned at him, but couldn’t deny the blush spreading across your face.

“Fred, we’re not actually together. You don’t need to-”

“(Y/N), I’ve got it.” Fred assured you and you put your money back, smiling at Fred,. You grabbed your drinks and walked over to an empty table. You sat close to him, his arm slung over your shoulder. 

“That’s her.” You looked in direction Fred was looking, following his eyes to a girl ordering something. She was beautiful and you shrunk in your seat. She looked over at you and walked over. Fred kissed your cheek and smiled brightly at her.

“Fred, who’s this?” She asked, tossing her hair. You smiled at her, but she sneered at you.

“This is (Y/N). We’re together.” Fred explained to her and you nodded, but she stared at you. 

“Really?” Anger bubbled in your veins at her shock that the two of you would be together. Fred seemed equally as angry.

“Well, (Y/N) is an amazing person and I’m lucky to be with (Y/N). I’m happier than I’ve ever been and it’s all down to (Y/N). So, don’t you dare judge our relationship.” Fred defended and you stared at him in admiration. She walked away quickly, looking down in embarrassment. 

“That was really sweet of you to say.” You complimented him and Fred looked at you with a smile.

“I had to defend you (Y/N).” You didn’t say anything else, simply basking in the warm feeling in your stomach.


“I think we should break up.” Fred mentioned and you nodded, biting your lip to hide your feelings from him.

“I mean, it’s over now and she’s not interested anymore, so it doesn’t make sense of for us to keep pretending.” Fred explained and you smiled.

“Yeah, I understand. Go enjoy your freedom.” You joked and Fred gave you an odd look, before leaving the room. As soon as the door shut, you sat on the floor and let the tears you’d been holding flow down your face.

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Fic: As Many As Possible Squeezed In Between

Title: As Many As Possible Squeezed In Between
Author(s): Lavenderprose
Rating: T
Summary: The Nikiforovs welcome their firstborn.

Notes: My contribution to Victuuri Week Day five, the prompt for which was ‘Domesticity’ and, specially, the Yuuri prompt which was ‘Family’. This is VERY VAGUELY omegaverse (I think the universe concepts are mentioned?? once?? aside from Mpreg of course) and is one part of something I hope to continue. It’s the first part of a longer story I hope to write about Viktor and Yuuri going from first-child jitters to fifth-child expertise.

I’m just a fucking slut for pregnancy fics ok don’t question me.

I’m also trying out a new writing style for this one so feedback before I refine it an put it on Ao3 would be great!

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