please dont steal this or i will cry my heart out

Advice for freshmen

Don’t feel pressured that high school will be ‘the greatest 4 years of your life’ because your not going to think that when your there. Youll either hate it, or it’ll be whatever. People only say it’s the best because nostalgia.

Go to a bunch of school events. Dances, games, pep rallies, whatever. They’ll probably dumb, but your entire school will be dumb together.

Youll have that one teacher that you fucking hate, but everybody loves. Youll have that one teacher everybody hates but you love. And they’ll be that teacher that everybody fucking hates. The best way to make friends in that class and make it bearable is too shit talk that teacher with your classmates.

Your English teacher will either be like the one above, or the best person you’ll every meet. Be friends with that teacher, don’t be afraid of being a teachers pet. Don’t be afraid to kiss ass

If any upperclassmen pick on you, chances are they’re fucking assholes and everyone in their grade thinks they’re annoying.

Classes are harder. But if any teacher scares you like “Next year your teachers won’t baby you and give you extensions/extra credit/make up work” They’re fucking liars.

Nobody cares what kind of clothes you wear or back pack you own

You guys are going to be loud and irritating to older people no matter what, so fuck it. Youll grow out of it, and when you hit senior year, you’ll laugh back at yourself. All of the seniors now we’re like that too.

If a senior boy or girl hits on you, you should probably avoid them, chances are they don’t have your best interest at heart.

It you don’t want to shave your legs or pits or whatever for gym or PE, dont. Nobody will fault you.

Sex ed will be stupid and un informative. Don’t take it serioisly. The only part to take 100% serious is if they give you information to clinics and such. Copy that down.

Dye your hair. Get piercings. Fuck it.

Don’t judge others for how they look and you’ll be happier.

Don’t feel pressured to stay in a relationship. It’s normally if they last for less then a month.

Don’t feel pressured to stay with the same friends from middle school. Meet new people.

Every actor on television playing high school students are in their 20’s, it’s okay if you don’t look like that.

If you mensturate, yes, at some point, it’s going to happen at the worst moment, and it’s going to suck. Do NOT be afraid to ask total strangers for a tampon or pad, they will not care.

Join clubs and sports! Join a sport youve never considered playing! Fuck it.

If you join your schools GSA or LGBT club, 90% are going to be straight allies. But I guarantee you, most of then will come out as queer by the time they graduate.

If your queer, don’t feel bad if your sexuality changes a lot. It’s not your fault.

Keep your ID in your wallet or back pack. Don’t loose that shit.

Suprise! You won’t be as emo, scene or goth by the time you graduate. Yours and others interest in wolves/vampires/invader Zim will decrease dramatically

Guys will be allowed to were naked women on t shirts but girls will be sent to the office for spaghetti straps. It’s all bullshit and I’m sorry.

Don’t be afraid to go home and cry sometimes

If you effortlessly got great grades in middle school, you have to reach yourself how to study now. I’m sorry

If you hear a lot of rumors about somebody , do yourself and them a favor and don’t talk behind their backs

There’s no such thing as someone stealing a boyfriend or girlfriend, only cheating boyfriends and girlfriends

If someone says that you slept with them, and you didn’t or didn’t want anyone to know, destroy them. Spread rumors about how gross or bad they were, and warn others about it.

It’s okay to fall in love, but it’s also okay to fall out of love. You might feel like you’ll marry your current significant other, but you won’t.

Don’t put whoever your dating above your friends.

Youll know people that get pregant while in school. Stick by them because they need you.

It’s okay to have anime buttons and shirts, but do not write fanfiction for English class, do not openly talk about explicit smut, do not yell about your feels, do not scream and go up to a stranger who also has those same interests, and do not bombard others with your interests.

You are not better then other people for liking certain stuff or not liking certain stuff.

It’s okay to like pop! It’s okay to like reality tv! It’s okay to like clothes! Its okay to like makeup! Its okay to lime anybof these as much as its okay not to like them! Regardless of gender!! You don’t have to be the quiet shy person who is better then everyone else for drinking tea and reading to be interesting.

All your yearbook pictures will be terrible.

Youll be tires and sleep alot more. If someone asks you to hang out but you’d rather take a nap, take a nap.

Don’t hate things to be cool! Don’t hate your back to school/welcoming freshmen pep rallies! Enjoy the excitment!

Okay, this might sound dumb, but don’t try to ‘seduce’ a teacher. As in, if you have a crush on a teacher, try to get over it asap and don’t be around them as much. It will never be okay.

Alot of guys will be fucking irritating and sexist. Don’t be afraid to call them out on it, especially when defending another girl.

Guys, girls don’t find it attractive pretend to be macho. Men lie and say girls like assholes to justify why they’re single. Girls are complex and d ifferent people who are all attracted to different personalities. There’s no one secret to getting girls to like you.

If your queer and get bullied in PE or the locker rooms, tell a teacher or an upperclassmen. If the teacher does nothing or makes it worst, go to you principal. If they do nothing, go to your school board. If they do nothing, post pictures and shit online and make a HUGE fucking deal about it. It’s a violation of your student rights.

The older you get, the more times youll.listen to someone talk and think “ I could definetly input my opinion here, but it won’t help.thebsituation or conversation, so I better not” and that’s what being mature is.

AP classes are bullshit, but take the tests.

Take your SAT As soon as possible. Don’t procrastinate. Itll be easier on everyone.

The food quality will not improve.

Either take art 1 your freshman year or senior year. Freshman year will be full of freshmen like yourself, but senior year there will be like 7 other bitter and angry seniors that you can dick and round with all year.

MOST IMPORTANT It doesn’t matter if you absolutely know what you want to do and go to college for right now. By senior year, it will change or you won’t know. THAT S OKAY. Talk to the people around you, and 85% of them will be as lost as you are. If you ever feel like your falling behind or are lost, talk to your classmates! Everyone is! Please anyone else add anything I’m missing

reasons why michael would be the best daddy ever:

-once they reached a suitable age, he’d let your kid draw all over themselves with colourful markers in an attempt to replicate his tattoos because “babe! they’re non-toxic and washable!”
-buying a mini leather jacket and boasting about how your kid was going to be the “coolest punk rocker on the block”
-the first time the baby throws up on him, he’d probably yell out a surprised “what the fuCK” before realizing that he just swore in front of your child
-”dont tell mummy about this, okay?”
-buying your kid a guitar for their first birthday, even though “michael, they won’t be able to play it” “yeah but that doesnt mean i cant expose them to the life and tools of a musician”
-pretending to steal the baby’s nose, only to panic and cringe when your child starts to cry “no no no im sorry bub, please dont cry–look! i gave it back, everything’s fine, please stop crying”
-”this is just between you & me, okay? lets not tell mummy.”
-when you’re out shopping and the baby’s crying because they’re hungry, michael’s there scooping your newborn into his arms and sobbing with them because “i know bub, i wish i had boobs too”
-always complaining about how your kid seems to prefer uncle luke over their own father
-trying to fit in a quickie whilst you’re in the middle of doing laundry and the dinosaur chicken nuggets in the oven are about to burn
-”okay so this is called a secret. that means we dont tell anybody, including mummy”
-colouring with your kid for ten minutes every day because “babe, some smart people said it helps relieve stress…you should try it, you look like you need it”
-”jk you dont need it, you’re beautiful, now please put my guitar down”
-fucking up every once in a while and saying “im sorry, im sorry, please dont break up with me”
-reassuring you time and time again after your pregnancy that “no, your stretch marks dont change anything, your pudge doesnt change anything, you’re still my sexy wife and i want to make love to you right now”
-crying a lil bit when your child calls him “dadda” for the first time
-”shut the fuck up Calum, so what if i cried, im still more punk-rock than you’ll ever be”

for @felicityash and @calgasms pregnancy/daddy!5sos blurb night!

calum ashton luke

Saizo Kirigakure | Saizo’s snake | NFSW Saizo |

|   Thank you to 👻  @demon-princess-anastasia  for help me with the edit and for motivate me to upload it smutty fanfic inspirated for my sexy ninja, sorry the grammar mistakes, I hope that ya’ll enjoy it, as I did writing it 😘😍😉
@phoenix-kiyota judge me for that he make do

It was a clear night, the stars were visibles, You sneak a bottle of ‘sake’ from the feast in the castle.
You were leaning against the veranda in front of his room, waiting for your beloved ninja arriving at home, you begun to drink each cup thinking on him, till the bottle was empty….You feel so lonely in the cool night, so you stand up to go for other bottle, but you were already very drunk, You stumbled ,but before you hit the floor a strong hand hold you by the waist.
“What are we doing here out?” you look up too dizzy and with a blurry vision, but you knew  his voice too well
“I.. wash… waithing…for youth…Saizo" you mumbled.
“Can’t we do it inside too? and why were we drinking?” he question to his girlfriend and her vulnerable state. Something inside him burn, a mix of rage and worried, but he tossed it aside trying sound as blunt as possible “were we alone?” he asked.
“…I… wash…lonely..and…. gathering…… courage to… do…..… something …… naughty” you replied.
His eyes widen for a instant before he regain his compose back “and what could it be little lady?“

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theformallynamedblog  asked:

Could u do the zombie apocalypse au with 17 vocal unit??? Cause that would be great, like amazing Thx mom^^


  • at first he’s sorta like everyone else, just scrambling to find a hiding place and like stock up on rations but then he witnesses something that changes him,,, something tragic
  • and then it’s goodbye sleepyhead jeonghan hello zombie hunter jeonghan like i really just enjoy the idea of jeonghan unleashing a much wilder side of himself in an au like this in like complete chaos
  • wears like a tattered bandana around his head and has on like heavy military boots and a belt of bullets that hangs from his hips and like idk his hair is up in a ponytail but some strands fall into his face,,, 
  • he doesn’t really have a hideout,, he just roams through the city looking for food and like openly engages with zombies with his machine gun no big deal
  • you meet him because you’re also like a wondering survivor and you’re tough as nails too but somehow you get cornered by this hoard of zombies outside an old gas station and you’re like running low on ammo and you’re like oh no
  • but then???? jeonghan comes out of nowhere, like guns ablazing and you’re like ???? who is this person??? 
  • after all the zombies are defeated like you’re kind of just staring at him in awe because a) like he’s handsome but b) he just saved your life instead of like letting u die and take your rations also he’s the only person you’ve ever seen confidently mow down like dozens of zombies
  • even though jeonghan has no problem fighting zombies,, like he even gets a thrill out of it sort of like a vengeance,, he’s still actually super sweet as a person
  • he’s like are you ok?? do you need ammo?? 
  • you’re kinda like ??? how can you be so badass in a fight and then be an actual angel also??
  • you and jeonghan end up teaming up because like you also are just traveling alone and you’re also pissed off about zombies and ready 2 fight if necessary and jeonghan respects that 
  • you two are like cool zombie hunter heros saving other survivors from the undead but also living off of like scrapes you find 
  • once jeonghan got hurt and you like ripped a part of your shirt off to bandage his injured knee and he couldn’t like look at you for the rest of the day because fRICK ur so cute but also half your shirt is missing r i p
  • you two once saw this little girl get seperated from her mom while people were escaping from the zombies and you got so scared and protective of her like you literally run right over and scooped her up and like punCHED the zombie who was coming closer and jeonghan just…..heart eyes …. literal heart eyes
  • you two helped her find her mom and the little guys before you left was like!!! are you two married?? and you two were liKE OM G NO and the mom was like “you two are so cute, thank you for being human in this time of chaos” and you and jeonghan just …. just blushing even tho jeonghan still thanked her and like pulled you along with him
  • yall are just a cute zombie fighting heroic couple 


  • one hundred percent paranoid about everything thanks to the zombie virus like he’s so scared he like literally wears one of those exterminator suits because he just…. he can’t
  • built a hideout in the basement of his house and like literally has not come out since this whole thing started
  • probably already had a lifetime of food stocked up because he just seems like the type to do that
  • has never even actually seen a zombie, like he heard it on the news and just holed himself up like nope never again
  • you two meet because he surfaces to like get something from upstairs and like you were passing by his house and u thought it was abandoned so you went inside to find some food and like at the same time joshua was going up to get something and like you two just…..see each other like wait….
  • joshua grabs a vase and you grab the toaster and you’re both like DONT COME NEAR ME
  • but then like…’s awkward and you kinda laugh…..but then joshua’s serious like ‘why are you here??? are you infected??’ and you’re like ‘no oh my god i just want some food…..’
  • he hesitates but like he can see that you’re not bitten or anything so he’s like….ok come with me…..and you’re like ok….and you go to his basement and it’s like stockpiled with food and you’re like this is HEAVEN 
  • he lets you get some cans but then you’re like “hey, why are you wearing like plastic??” and he’s like JUST IN CASE and you’re like “how will the zombies get you down here??” and he’s like LISTEn and you’re like ok ok
  • you leave after that but like three days later you can’t stop feeling bad for that kid just locked down there and so you comeback and knock on the basement door and joshua opens it holding like a bamboo stick and you’re like omf it’s just me
  • he’s like oh!!!! a little embarrassed and flustered by your sudden appearance and he’s like do you need more food??? but you’re like no no there’s something else
  • he’s like ??? and you’re like “when’s the last time you saw the sunrise?” and he like shrugs like idk like months ago and you’re like come with me
  • as you’re pulling him up the stairs and onto the first floor of the house joshua’s getting tense like what….are you doing…
  • and you’re like “the zombies don’t even come around this area anymore, let’s go up on the roof to see the sunrise”
  • and at first he’s like NO but with some persuasion and probably because joshua also thinks you’re cute you two get up there onto the roof and joshua can’t believe it but like it’s good to breathe fresh air and you sit beside him and you’re like pinching the suit he’s wearing like srsly this needs to go and then like idk
  • you two watch the sunrise and somehow hold hands and after that joshua agrees to like come out more often although he always makes u promise there’s no zombies around or smthing


  • kills zombies with a chainsaw
  • nothing else, just a chainsaw 
  • is kind of reckless and keeps engaging in close combat battle and like everyone is always like woozi please chill you might get yourself bitten and he just laughs it off like this isn’t a big deal like jiHOON this is an APOCALYPSE
  • his hideouts in the local mall, he sleeps in the security tower where all the TVs are to keep on eye on everything 
  • he doesn’t share his rations with anyone. like it’s a rule he made. it’s live or die for him now and if anyone tries to steal from him he comes at them full strength, zombie or not 
  • keeps other weapons on hand just in case like a swiss army knife, a frying pan from the cooking dept of the mall, the office chair he sits in could also be a weapon……
  • anything’s a weapon for him
  • you meet when you stumble into the mall and woozi sees you on camera and he like assumes you’re there to get something of his so he goes off to fight you
  • but he finds you like sobbing in the abandoned smoothie hut of the mall and this like isn’t the first time he’s seen someone crying during this whole thing but he’s just shocked???? usually people go looking for food or something but you’re just……yeah……
  • he freezes and you only notice like twenty minutes later when you’re just sniffling and you’re like “WHO ARE YOU”
  • and woozi jumps because you scream and he’s like THIS IS MY HIDEOUT WHO ARE YOU and youre like IM JUST HERE FOR THE NIGHT OK SORRY DID U SEE ME CRY and he’s like UM 
  • you’re embarrassed because oh god this cute guy saw me sob my eyes out and you’re about to just melt because everything sucks and woozi feels bad for the first time because he can see you’re conflicted and he’s like “…..if you want to spend the night come upstairs with me…” and you’re like EXCUSE ME and he’s like nOT LIKE THAT I MEAN SO IF ZOMBIES WANDER IN HERE YOURE NOT IN TROUBLE
  • you like make a little spot for yourself on the floor away from woozi and woozi’s like mumbling to himself like why did he think this was a good idea to bring you up here what if you try to attack him in his sleep what if u take his food 
  • but you just squeak out a ‘thank you for…..being nice’ before you sleep and it changes his mind,,, like somehow he just trusts you and instead of even sleeping he spends half the night on watch over you because like ….. you’re the first person to never try to backstab him from the getgo and idk he’s just like……people like this still exist in this shitty time huh
  • in the morning woozi’s like…..if you have no where to go you can stay here
  • and you’re like really!!! and he’s like yEAH i GUES s WHATEVER just dont get yourself bitten
  • you promise you won’t and like the next day these zombies come in and youre like ok do u have weapons??? and woozi grins as he throws you the frying pan and you’re like WHATS THIS and he gets his chainsaw and he’s like lets go
  • you never thought you could knock a zombie out with a frying pan but woozi teaches you that that is VERY possible 


  • he’s so soft and sweet that even when the zombie virus breaks out he can’t even kill anyone,, even if they’re undead
  • you’re basically the one who saves him from dying lmao
  • originally you didn’t plan to stick with him, but DK is literally incapable of hurting anyone so you end up dragging him along with you when you escape the infected city 
  • you with your AK strapped to your back holding DK by the wrist who refuses to even hold a gun because!! they’re dangerous
  • you still hand him like a rake and you’re like “DK, if something comes for you just close your eyes and swing” “what if i hurt it?” “…..that’s the point.”
  • he’s really curious about trying to establish like non violent ways of communicating with zombies, but you know that that isn’t possible so you’re always like pulling him away and pushing him so he’s behind you so you can protect him honestly sometimes he reminds you of a little kid whose fearless of anything but like…..zombies need to be feared otherwise he could get hurt
  • dk doesn’t kill any zombies, instead he just carries your duffle bag of clothes and stuff around. he won’t carry ammo though because again - it’s dangerous
  • you move around a lot, but your hideouts are usually in like schools or hospitals, places that are big and that might have materials you need
  • even though zombies threaten your life every minute, being with dk is so much better than being alone
  • he takes like chalk and draws silly cartoons for you on an abandoned school board or like he’ll find a bunch of hospital gowns and like insist on making a blanket for you out of them like no matter where you settle down it’s just so positive being with him
  • you didn’t think he knew this, but he knows that you don’t just enjoy killing zombies too - that it’s hard for you to protect him and yourself and he actually like comforts you so well
  • pulls you into his lap even though you two havent had a decent shower in like two weeks and he’s just like “a lot is happening, but you’re really my guardian angel through it all”
  • you don’t know how he did it but once he got another group of survivors to give you like clean extra clothes and some water and you’re like ??? did you steal this ??? and he’s like ‘no they gave it to me because they said i was nice!!!’ and you’re like oh my god
  • you tried to teach him how to use a gun, but he’s literally like too scared to even hold the thing 
  • you once thought you had been bitten after a fight with a zombie and you were like listen dk if something happens to me please protect yourself like you need too and he just said that he’d rather die than be without you and you were like don’t say that!!! 
  • but like dk’s committed to you, like not only is he in love with you for protecting him but he’s also loyal to you until this is all over - like he told you this and ofc u got flustered and you were like dk!!! go like!!! find some rations stop being,,, so ,,, silly,,,  


  • made a hideout for himself on the roof of some tall building, has a sniper rifle ready, and a grenade launcher in his hands at all times. basically, he’s not playing games
  • does his best to avoid zombies, but if he sees one down below he kills it just for good measure 
  • when he needs food he takes his grenade launcher and goes down to the han river to catch some fish with his hands or something like being from jeju helps him a lot
  • since he’s high up and no one can hear him,, plus zombies don’t hear all that well anyway,,, he sings to make the time go by quicker
  • that’s how you find him like you’re searching through the building for food and you hear this angelic voice and you’re like wtf……
  • you go up and open the door to the roof and you just see this tent set up surrounded by cans and wrappers from food and like a sniper gun and then just some boy sitting on the floor, singing 
  • you startle him when you make a noise and you have to duck because he gets his grenade launcher ready and you’re like sorry!!!!! im not a zombie!!!!
  • he’s like ? what are you doing here?? and you’re like i heard your voice and got kinda enchanted im sorry 
  • seungkwan likes the compliment so he asks you to come over and like tell him what’s going on down in the streets since he hasn’t really left in some time
  • you fill him in and seungkwan’s kinda like “do you like have a group of other survivors?” and you’re like not really and seungkwan’s kinda like “if you want you can stay here it’s pretty safe and id feel bad letting you go out there by yourself”
  • and you wanna snort and be like thanks for the pity,,, but at the sametime his offer is great and like he’s so nice and cute and ok you didn’t just say cute
  • you and seungkwan live on the roof together and seungkwan teaches you how to shoot a sniper gun
  • when you two have to venture into the streets to stock up, seungkwan is especially protective of you and when a zombie tried to even get close he literally loses it and overkills the thing
  • you’ve never seen such a side of him,, but like you learn that the things he cherishes - seungkwan protects with his life
  • seungkwan has like funny nickname for different kids of zombies and they all make you giggle 
  • he’ll reenact stuff for you to keep you two entertained up on that roof 
  • somehow through all of this seungkwan still manages to find happiness in singing and now…. in you too
  • although he’s protective and very concerned, sometime he’ll pretend to not be interested in you like that at all but literally if you ever meet other survivors they’re always like “wow your boyfriend really takes care of you well, im glad love lasted even through this!!!”
  • and you’re like omf and seungkwan’s like lmao we uh GTG
Hogu’s Love ep. 11-12

spoilers for those who haven’t watched the episode yet. obviously. so scroll along..

this was surely one hell of a week for hogu’s love watchers

first, the highlights:

there was kang chul trying to steal a kiss from sleeping (beauty) hogu.

then there was that knee weakening kiss from dohee to hogu. (damn hogu why is everyone trying to kiss you)

then there was the baby heist. (which was epic. thank you writers. byun kang chul you’re awesome)

uhh. what else. 



wow.. so much tears.. so many emotion…

shall we talk about the character development?

let’s start with this fellow. 

he seriously has the biggest character development imo. i mean…

the metaphorical closet has been opened and byun kang chul is out of it.


i mean, i’m still confused. if he developed actual feelings for hogu amidst the heaps of confusions and misunderstandings. then does this mean he’s bisexual?

will he lose all those rapid heart beatings and stomach fluttering once he find out that his first love turns out to be ho kyung and not hogu? so does that mean he’s actually straight?

oh, but the questions don’t end there though. but we’ll get to the rest later.

i still wanna point out this important line from byun kang chul

yes, our narcissistic, insensitive and supposedly loner of a character has called himself… “A FRIEND..” 

rewind to episode 9 shall we.

i can relate to byun kang chul the most among the characters.

not the smart-rich-lawyer-prestigious-university-graduate part

but mostly the afraid-of-people-always-locked-up-in-the-house part

like our friend here, i also don’t like being around people. it’s hard to make friends because of my personality and i’m more comfortable alone.

which is why i always root for this guy. because, he’s trying. and learning. no matter how much he avoids human interaction, he still ends up being surrounded by good people. because he’s a good guy. 

so does that mean i’m a bad person because i cant make friends? lol but pity-real-life-stories aside, byun kang chul is the cutest peanut in the drama. well, second. geum dong holds first place :>

next is the other cute peanut.


kang hogu is undeniably the most likable character in this drama.

anyone who says otherwise will fall into geum dong’s pile of dirty diapers.

character development! *goes back to episode 1*

fast forward to episode 12!


i loved that moment so much you dont uNDERSTAND 

hogu: “good job today, you made money for diapers.”

dohee: “you too, good job today. for chaging diapers”


errr… i mean… AWW, SO CUTE.

our main character who was once so dense and foolish has now become a man who can read the atmosphere and people’s behaviors, (or at least do hee’s behaviors) investigate unanswered questions (dohee’s baby daddy issues)

and has also become a liar, apparently.


lol our has kid surely matured.

but no worries. he’s still our same old hogu :)

next is our fighter.. :)


oh boy…… this… ugh.. the ending of episode 12… i…

i ran out of crying gifs.

ugh… this girl.. i just wanna

imagine all the stuff she had to go through.. her parents dying.. the sexual assault.. her friend dying.. pregnancy..

speaking of friend dying. on to the questions!

i thought the friend she visits in the cemetery was the father of the baby. 

but then this happened. 

(cue scary bgm)

so who’s kyung ho? based from the intense music and dohee’s facial expression i assume he’s the assaulter?

i guess? 

then.. who’s the friend who died?

so dohee didn’t attempt to file a case for her friend’s accident, she filed a case because she was raped?

that’s why kangchul didnt accept the case?

because it will only  bring harm to dohee?

is that it?

oh the amount of question going through my head. why cant monday arrive faster already. (a sentence i never imagined i would say)

dohee baby girl… i’m so sorry all those stuff happened to you. you’re the strongest woman i’ve ever seen in a drama.. and to think you still kept the baby… took care of the baby.. loved the baby… despite him being conceived because of rape..

DOHEE YOU’RE A++++++++++++++


DOHEE. you said it yourself. geum dong is your treasure. why cant you just raise him?

save tons of money from cfs and competitions while hogu babysits. the after, hire an outstanding babysitter and buy a home for you and your kid. don’t give him to strangers. you will never find the perfect parents for geum dong because YOU’RE the perfect parent for geum dong. 

PLEASE WRITERS DONT GIVE GEUM DONG AWAY. IM COUNTING ON YOU. (i will seriously purchase a ticket to seoul and set fire to tvn myself im not kidding)

anyway it’s 1:30 am and i have to get up at 4. plus this review is way too long already wtf im so hooked to this drama it’s painfully obvious.

idk how to end this so imma just end it with a capture of this precious moment

roughfoxs  asked:

hallo again neechan! how about kaisoo you think, I mean ksoo now look more than the first he more lil different, and jongin seems always to avoid ksoo, although they make a few moments and looks very awkward. pls give somespam gif too, ilysm♡

Hello :D

[again as always this is purely my opinion, I don’t claim this as a fact whatsoever, and im deluded so if you go complaining [“kaisoo aint real just co-workers ur post is a disgrace to exo-L it taints their professional relationship” etc] it wont make a change, it wont change my opinion about them, so save your time, do something better than sending hate on kaisoo and their shippers]

Honestly, imo the reason why soo looks thicker/buffer right now has a correlation with his acting career (he got a main role in that romance drama and according to rumor he will get a main role in upcoming movie titled ‘Hyung’), so he wants to look good, I guess. 

Also I think another reason is bc he is tired people make fun of his petit upper torso (for ex: in that show – I don’t remember the name of the show – he promised that he would work out after the MCs mocked his shoulder).  

About nini avoids soo, honestly I don’t see it? he still glances at soo on the stage, even though it’s not much like he used to do in the past but I think that bc there is something happening to him. 

He looks tired af imo (if people are tired usually most of them would not really up to do friendly shit – at least im not. I look like I want to murder people when Im tired/sleepy/hungry),

and I think that’s why soo reached up / initiated skinship first (to cheer him up, to make sure he is okay). Do you remember about the gif where he looked sick and soo kept stealing glances at him? Don’t you feel the similarity of that past moment with the new current moment? Or is it just me who feel it?

About them being awkward, I don’t think they’re… There are many people say that kaisoo is dead, they’re awkward etc etc just bc they don’t do lovey dovey things on stage/public.

It seems that they forget (or they don’t know bc they’re new fans? It seems that older fans / people who have stayed in kaisoo fandom for quite long don’t say something like this) that kaisoo is BTS couple. BTS = behind the scene. Ofc they wont go around parading their PDA in public/stage. Plus I think that the manager would let them do that.

Bc come on, do y’all honestly think that the management haven’t noticed that the fans are onto them? Do you really think they would let that happen? Do you really think that the band would still be successful/famous if few of their members are proven to be in same sex relationship? 

NO, unless we lived in a new world where homophobia and all the bad stuffs didn’t exist.

So once again, I would ask you this; do you honestly think that the company would just sit their ass glued on comfy office chair and do nothing even though few of their money maker group members are rumored to be in that kind of relationship for real?

You honestly think that the manager hasn’t told nini or soo “hey cut off the skinship in public, people carry smartphone with camera that can zoom 10x and produce HD quality pict nowadays” or “wait until you guys in the dorm” or “please restrain yourself on stage” etc?  

Also Ive noticed that ever since the recent scandal (another member left, you know the usual SM stuffs) happened, the band has changed their fanservice tactics.

They used to do a lot of couple fanservices (pretending to kiss each other, giving heart pillows or flowers, patting each other butts etc) but nowadays they don’t do that.

Sure there are still some butt back patting or brief hugs but that’s just it.

It would be WEIRD if suddenly kaisoo do things (being cute and adorable and making single people jealous) like before if other members don’t. 

They would stick out like a sore thumb and thus betraying their BTS image, right? I mean they’re famous for being subtle but at the same time obvious bc their action is too subtle to be fanservice but too lingering to be casual contact between platonic friends.

Plus they don’t have many group schedule… (and we all know kaisoo are never in the same small group; like for ex small group for radio interview. Idk why. 

when kai chen pcy did that radio interview (’ksoo isnt quiet you just need to know how to talk to him’ interview) fans spotted soo was shopping alone for shoes so it meant soo had free schedule why he didn’t tag along? 

why the manager didn’t put him too in the group I mean the more the merrier right? I mean wouldn’t it increase the listeners so I don’t think the radio studio would against the idea soo to tag along, its not like they didn’t have another chair for one person in the studio) …so ofc we rarely see their moments nowadays.

And it seems they’re also busy with individual jobs so it would make more sense that they would spend time with each other inside the dorm instead of going out (like that bubble tea date or that 15 feb café date) bc they’re already tired, so ofc fans wouldn’t be able to take sasaeng pict of them.

So i dont think they’re fighting / being distant with each other bc imo just bc we dont see it, doesnt mean it doesnt happen. 

i mean, there are many idols who have gf/bf but the public couldnt even sniff on it. there are also a possibility that kaisoo have gf/other bf but then again they get jelly when one of them being touched by other people so… yeah. BUT IM CRAZY I MEAN ITS NOT LIKE NINI GLARES AT GUYS WHO ARE GETTING TOO CLOSE TO SOO OR ITS NOT LIKE SOO ROLLS HIS EYES WHEN NINI BEING CALLED BY THAT NOONA IN THAT RADIO INTERVIEW. IM JUST SEEING THINGS CUZ IM DELULU.

anyway thats my opinion, i hope i dont offend you, or anyone, somehow… cheers. 

P.S: stop with this topsoo vs bottomsoo nonsense. Ive seen this shit a lot on kaisoo tag if you like bottomsoo then go read bottomsoo fanfic if you like topsoo then go read topsoo fanfic jfc people its not that hard.

Stop fighting, we already have enough shit to deal with from the outsiders /a.k.a homophobic haters and ‘other otp’ haters/ and now some of you fighting each other just bc of some fanfic preferences. It’s like we are already at war with other countries and now you guys are starting the civil war, as if there’s not enough war for us already.

(And its not like we know what they do behind the door so stop saying “he is [insert desirable position] bc of [insert reason]” as afact. Please refrain to use the word ‘fact’ to support your preference (if you use ‘imo’ or use gifs/picts etc to support your preference sure go ahead dude/dudette) bc this what triggers people to go batshit crazy and fight.)

I mean they could’ve been into BJ, HJ, 69, thighfucking etc than the actual penetration (bc anal requires a thoroughly preparation and the after effect isn’t that convenient /walking is hard, sore bum, etc/) or perhaps they prefer cuddles and kisses more bc healthy relationship isn’t based on just sex. Just stop this nonsense. Stop fighting please *cry in Spanish*

Anyway since this is already long so I would limit my kaisoo spam

blurry but we know who they are ( ̄ー ̄)

do you stare at your ‘friend’ more than 3 seconds [yes i counted, and no this gif isnt slowed just look at soo’s eyes movement] when they put something inside their mouth?

i love this gif

if you like it put a ring on it

someone is enjoying the view

nini to that person in the right in last gif be like no no u cant touch his hand

babe u dont want to be punished later, do u?

and baek was like ‘oh i know who wrote this’

this was pretty much how ksoo stans reacted to soo’s buing buing

/adore you - by 17 is playing on the background/  I adore you, I adore you, enough to get dizzy~

aww look at soo he was like, what really?

and nini was serious when he said this

soo was like: nah i dont need anything

and nini was like: nonsense. hyung needs my love.

are u sure it’s a hint for the song or u just want to say that line for soo

sometimes i too like do stretching on top of my platonic friend while maintaining eye-contact


son calm down

and last but not least

this is hilarious to me bc it seems nini did this so he could see soo’s reflection on his phone screen lel

Imagine Cas finding out that Sam and Dean accidentally killed his soulmate: you

“Please! I don’t know what you’re talking about!” you screamed for what felt like the millionth time. The ropes around your wrists were just as tight as they were hours ago, and the fear factor of being held captive by two six foot giants was still pulsing through your blood. The taller one came closer to you and barked, “You know exactly what I’m talking about. You’re a werewolf!” 

In the midst of sobs, you attempted to explain, “Wh-why would I be a werewolf? Th-they don’t even exist. Please they’re not real. P-please just let me go! I won’t p-press charges I promise. Just let me go.”

The tall one scoffed as the shorter one pushed him back. He shoved his face close to yours and the stench of whiskey from his breath attacked your senses. 

“Oh sweetheart pressing charges should be the last thing on your mind, because you’re not making it out of here alive.” he growled. An involuntary whimper escaped your lips as a silver blade slid out from his sleeve. “Now we’re gonna try this one last time. If you’re not a werewolf, how do you explain this bite mark on your neck?” he demanded. 

“I-I dont know!” you shrieked. “I really don’t know! Oh God help me!” you pleaded. 

The short one smirked again. “Oh God can’t help you. No one can.” Without another word, the swung the blade and it sliced clean through your stomach.

Castiel’s head shot up as he heard screaming. He looked around frantically, trying to find out what was happening, but quickly realized that everyone was fine. No one else had heard even noticed. The voice kept ringing in his head. It was the voice of a woman, someone who was truly in pain. Why had he heard it? Cas stood in the abandon street of New York City with a sinking feeling in his gut. Something wasn’t right. He felt as if someone had reached into him and torn something out. He couldn’t place his finger on it, but some instinct was trying to tell him what to do, where to go, and before he could even think it through, his brain jumped on it. Seconds later, he was standing in the dungeon of the bunker, facing the backs of the Winchesters. In front of them, a girl, bleeding from her abdomen, mouth still hanging open from the scream. A deep sense of dread filled Cas as he precariously made his way to her. Dean spun around at hearing footsteps and was surprised at seeing the angel. 

Before he could express his shock, Cas grumbled, “Dean step aside.”

“Cas hold on a second-” 

“NOW.” Castiel said in a steely voice. Dean obeyed quietly, letting him advance. Cas approached you slowly, watching in horror as your soul rapidly faded. Silently he undid the ropes holding you down, and helped you into his lap. Your eyes struggled to focus on the figure in front of you, but something in your head was urging you to. The moment his hand had touched your skin something had just felt…right. When your eyes slowly focused, you saw a handsome man with brilliant blue eyes and messy hair, but beyond the hair was-you gasped. 

“Shh. It’s ok. It’s going to be ok,” the man soothed. 

“I-I can” you struggled. 

“Don’t talk,” he ordered. 

“No, I - your wings,” you spat out. 

Castiel’s eyes widened as you mentioned his wings. “Y-You can see my wings?” he cried. 

You nodded and whispered, “They’re beautiful.” A wave of exhaustion washed over you, stealing all the warmth from your body. Your eyes began to feel like lead, and very slowly, along with your muscles finally going limp,  they began to flutter shut. 

“What? No. No no no. Not yet. Please. Stay with me. I-I can heal you. I ju-just need time. Please,” Cas sputtered. He watched in horror as your soul reduced to barely a flicker, and finally, went out. 

“NO!” Cas screamed in anguish. He buried his face in the crook of your neck and let out a heart wrenching sob. His whole body shook as his cries echoed in the dungeon.

 A hand rested on his shoulder as Dean said softly, “Cas, buddy-”

Castiel spun around and slammed Dean against the wall. His crying had been replaced with unimaginable anger. 

“Don’t “buddy” me Dean. You killed her you son of a bitch,” he hissed. 

“Woah Cas cool it. I was just doing my job ok? She was a werewolf,” Dean said. 

“no, she wasn’t Dean,” Sam said in a voice barely above a whisper. Dean turned his head and looked at his brother beyond Cas’s head. 

“Say again Sam?” 

“She…she saw Cas’s wings,” Sam said hopelessly. 

“Yeah, so?” Dean questioned. 

“So, Dean, only an angels soulmate can see its wings. And you. just. killed. mine.” Cas said in a terrifyingly quiet voice. 

Dean’s face paled as the severity of the situation dawned on him. 

“Cas we’re so sorry-” Sam began. Castiel released Dean from his death grip and whipped around to face Sam. 

“It doesn’t matter!” he cried. Cas cried as grief washed over him again. He sunk to his knees and let out a deafening wail. Cas crawled to your body and took you into his arms as he cradled you back and forth, weeping shamelessly. 

“It doesn’t matter if you’re sorry Sam, alright? She’s gone,” Cas cried, voice shaking violently. 

“She’s gone. My Eve is gone.”

anonymous asked:

hey man.... a sinner here.... how would you feel about doing napstablook x reader? there's nothing specific I'm thinking of, I just think there's a lack of cute ghost fluff out there. it's cool if you don't want to, but thank you if you do <3

sinner sinner chicken dinner ; who doesnt love napstablook  ヽ(´∀`ヽ)

You were helping Napstablook clean out his house at the moment since things were piling by the second. Sure, he was a ghost and the dust wouldn’t affect him but you kind of volunteered to help him tidy up so that he had more space to float around in. It was rather interesting seeing pictures of Mettaton hugging or posing with Napstablook, smiling genuinely at the camera. 

Your expression softened into a small smile, flipping through the album, admiring every picture. You were so engrossed to the pictures to the point where you couldn’t hear Napstablook calling you.

“______?” You jumped from your seat, a blush forming on your face due to the embarrassment. “Oh! I’m sorry… I was kind of.. Stuck looking at these.” He blushed and then panicked.

 “O-Oh, I-I didn’t mean t-t-t-to bother you… I’m sorry.. I’ll go clean somewhere else..” 

You sighed at the poor ghost and tugged on him, causing him to shoot a shy and alarmed look at you. “C’mon Blookie, you’re not a bother to me! I’m actually glad I came over today!” A small tint of red stained his cheeks, causing him to become speechless. He wordlessly blasted some music at a certain volume, constantly stealing glances at you every five minutes or so. 

It had been about thirty minutes since he had started sweeping, thinking deeply while doing so. You were flipping through the last pages of the album until you stopped at the very last picture, which surprised you in many ways possible. 

It was a picture of you hugging Frisk tightly with a huge grin and honestly, it was embarrassing to see yourself with such a big grin. You swore you didn;t remember taking this picture, so you were a bit perplexed at the moment but very flattered. You silently pulled out the picture to get a better look until a folded piece of paper fell out in the process. 

Now, you didn’t want to go into Napstablooks business but you couldn’t help but eye the paper curiously, suspense building inside you. You looked at Napstablook, who was facing away from you, sweeping mindlessly with the music playing softly in the background. You quickly unfolded the paper to reveal that it was a letter decorated with cute stickers and small, neat drawings on the sides. It took you a while to eye the letter, looking for the person it was addressed to until you realized your name was on the first line. 

Your eyes widened a bit as you read through the letter, your heart thumping more and more with each sentence that you read. 

“dear _____,

i really don’t know how to say this but… you’ve been a great friend to me. i dont know how to repay you back or how to become a better friend, but im hoping i could become one soon so i could support you way more. thank you for always being by my side, you really did pick me up a lot… and all these moments we spent together really meant a lot to me. along the way, i started to pick up some strange feelings and i didnt know what it was, so i kind of explained and asked mettaton about it….. it turns out i was in love. i was in love with you. it took me a long time to accept it but as time passed with you, i did realize it… everytime i saw you, you would make me feel more nervous that i already was and id feel like trash compared to you. you’d always dance to entertain me and id feel like i was on top of the world for some reason. i hope you understand that i have feelings for you and i understand if you can’t return them. i mean… i doubt you will. but i really love you… ____.

from, napstablook..

ps. please dont leave me

pps. can we still be friends?? “

You started tearing up with every word that was written down. Even if the writing became shaky as the words increased, you were still able to feel what he was feeling. You stood up quickly and ran to Napstablook, hugging him from behind tightly. He yelped and his whole face went red.

 “_____..? Are you okay…?” He started to panic internally. Was it something he did? He then saw the familiar note on your hand and he became very, very stiff. “I— Uh– I–I’m–Y-You w–werent supposed to re–read that yet…” He started to feel uncomfortable and wanted to cry.

“I love you.” You blurted out, turning him around slowly. He was now a blushing mess and tears were forming in his ghostly eyes. You smiled at him happily and kissed his cheek. “I love you so much.” 

He nodded and tears started rising as he made contact with you. You hugged him once more, wiping his tears away. “I love you..” Napstablook whispered with a shaky voice. You chuckled and swayed with him as the music played in the background. 

He gave a small smile, knowing that you were gonna be more than friends from now on. 

Now or Never (Bias x Reader) Pt.11

You’re at a restaurant with Kara, barely touching your food as you read over the message again. It’s been over a week and you’ve started counting down the days for when you’ll have to leave. Both you and Kara are on your phones, and you know who she’s texting. At least one of you is having a great time with their bias. She puts her phone down, looking at you. 

“How many times are you going to read the message? Either reply or delete it,” 

What B/N was typing on his phone when you went into his hospital room was a message to you. He also sent one after he saw you. Since you were avoiding your phone, dreading if he’d try to call you, you ended up seeing it the next day. 

But it wasn’t a long, heart felt message like his speech. The first one simply read.

I screwed up. I really did. And I’m so sorry. Please let me explain,” 

The second one had you reading it over and over again, touching your screen since you refused to touch him, “I never thought I’d experience the saying ‘You never know how good something is until it’s gone’ or that I’d be the cause of it. I regret saying those words and I had every chance to stop myself and explain my reason for doing so. I don’t doubt you would’ve understood. But that was a foolish reason to hurt someone before they have the chance to hurt you. You said you accept my apology but I can’t stop saying how sorry I am.” 

Kara moves her chair beside you, taking the napkin to dab at the tears you didn’t realize you’ve shed, “Just take him back,” she says softly. 

“I can’t,”

“Yes, he screwed up. But try to understand why he did it. You have a hard time trusting people, but so does he. Probably more than you,” 

“You punched him. Who’s side are you on?”

“Your side. I’m the type to burn bridges and not look back. If a guy plays me you know I play dirty. But look at you. It’s clear you like him and from what he said to you and looks at you, he cares for you too. I’m not excusing his actions, but people do mess up. How many times have we almost ended our friendship?

“You can’t compare us to him,” 

“Give him one more chance,”

You shake your head, “No. It’s a good that we’re leaving soon, I won’t have to see him again,” 

She looks off to the side, “About that…”

“About what?”

“I have to go,” she says suddenly.

You wipe your nose, “What? Where are you going?” she’s smoothing your hair and wiping your face when she quickly stands up, looking behind you. You’re tempted to look back, your heart speeding up at the thought of him being there. 

“Please don’t hate me,” she says to you and you look back, only to see B/N’s friend. You’re actually disappointed that it’s not the one you actually want to see. He greets you with a sympathetic bow as you stand up to shake his hand. 

“Aw man,” he says, noticing your appearance. He sighs, shaking his head.

“Sorry,” Kara says as she stands beside him, “I’ll see you later okay?”  

“Who’s going to pay for the food?” but she’s leaving already. You almost can’t believe Kara just did that, but you’re not surprised, slightly offended but not surprised. 

You turn back to the food you haven’t touched to see that someone is in Kara’s seat. That someone you wanted to see. You hope your don’t look surprised, because you are.

“I can pay for it,” he says. 

“Good,” you pick up your bag to leave. You hear the chair get pushed back when he runs in front of you.

“Wait, please,” 

You push pass him but he’s in front of you again, this time holding you against him, your arms trapped at your side. 

You shake him off, shoving him in the chest, “Who knows if you’re just doing all of this in attempt to win me back so I won’t talk. Or maybe because you don’t want to lose a precious fan. You feel that guilty?”

“I don’t see you as a fan anymore. I just want you back,” 

“I don’t care,” Your heart’s racing. How are you so flustered from being in contact with him once?

“You don’t?” 

“I don’t,” 

“Then why were you crying?” How long was he watching you as he wanted for Kara to leave. 

“Because you hurt me,” you hate that your voice breaks, “When people are in pain they tend to cry,” 

He’s quiet, his lips tight, “Y/N I’m-” 

“Shut up. Stop apologizing to me. You’ve made me hate the word ‘sorry’.” 

He pauses, eyes downcast, “Then how can I make it up to you?”

Just leave me alone. But why were you fighting against him when you clearly wanted him back? Would you feel as if you’re compromising your self morals to give someone who hurt you a second chance? 

“Beg for me to forgive you,” 

He blinks, “What?” 

“Beg,” you repeat. You know his stubborn, prideful nature will refuse. He doesn’t seem like the type to do as he’s told willingly. So he won’t do it and he’ll leave you alone.

He clenches his jaw, looking around nervously. You’ve already caught attention from a few people at the restaurant, some who might recognize him. You know he won’t risk it.

“Y/N…can we just-” 

“Then forget it.” 

You step around him, when you hear him sigh, “This woman…” 

You glance back to see him slowly descend to his knees. Now everyone’s looking, some are even clapping. This is no proposal. 

He looks up at you, struggling to open his mouth to speak, “Please forgive me, please”

“That’s it?” 

You know he’s embarrassed by his red face. He looks at a loss, but grabs your hands, holding them against his face, “Y/N, please forgive me for being such an asshole. For hurting you the way I did,” You want to laugh but resist. When you say nothing, he throws his arms around your hips, pressing his face against your stomach, “Please, Y/N. Just forgive me,” 

You rest your hand on his head, seeing that a few have their cell phones out, probably recording him. You take his hand, pulling him to his feet. As you rush outside you hope none of them got a good view of him.

“Do you forgive me?” he asks. 

“Unfortunately,” No one is following you, so you guess they didn’t recognize him. You find that you’re hand is still holding his. Finally you look at him, but he isn’t jumping for joy at your forgiveness. Instead he embraces you, his hand cradling the back of your head. 

“I’m sorry,”

“If you say you’re sorry one more time,” 

He sighs, releasing you just enough to look at you. Gently, he presses his lips to your cheek before taking your hand, “But I am.”

Y/N and Kara remind me of those two girls from She Was Pretty. Best friend goals, except for when they kinda steal your potential boyfriend but w/e

Jealous much? (Stiles Stilinski ft Isaac Lahey Imagine)

Originally posted by rockdinleyengorl

Originally posted by sterek-story

Request: Stiles getting jealous that issac was flirting with you.

A/n: i hope you like it! Sorry for being late with your request. And tomorrow(friday) i’ll be more active since i am finally done with exams so i can now be on tumblr all the time :D

I knew that Stiles liked me. God that kid had a giant crush on me since Lydia Martin told him she doesn’t like him. I’m not complaining about Stiles liking me, because i actually like him too. But Stiles being Stiles, he’s not really good at expressing his feeling. So i’m taking matters into my own hands. 

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anonymous asked:

You now what really hurts me. That uryuu and orihime dont get to be a little family, they dont get to share their holidays together, they dont go from living alone to having each other. And rukia doest get to be a part of the kurosaki family holidays and traditions anymore. She doesn't get to be wowed by the strange traditions they dont have in SS. She no longer gets to be embraced by this strange family that took her in with open arms and showed what a loving family is. It breaks my heart

*cries* God imagine though? Like, in spirit of the holidays lets imagine

  • Rukia baking christmas cookies with Yuzu
  • Ichigo and Rukia going last minute christmas shopping for the twins
  • Ofc Renji comes down from the seireitei to celebrate with them and you bet your ass he’s punk Santa
  • christmas carols in the Kurosaki Household mean only one thing n one thing only. Chad brings out his guitar and–
  • Feliz Navidad Prospero Año y Felicidad
  • Isshin and Rukia totally wear matching reindeer antlers
  • Ichigo doesn’t bc wtf Rukia I have an image I’m not wearing stupid reindeer antlers–
  • They put him in a santa suit
  • “hey Ichigo we match now–” “Get fucked, Renji”
  • And then the Ishidas + Orihime come knockin holy shit
  • and they have presents
  • I’m crying do you think Isshin and Ryuuken have to wear matching ugly sweaters. Absolutely. Absolutely.
  • I’m absolutely losing it Orihime would be so festive like??? Mariah Carey who honestly
  • Sidenote: when uryuu and orihime have a family on their own, Orihime would absolutely be Santa. 
  • “Dad, why were you kissing Santa last night?” “Uh”
  • Christmas shopping with the Ishidas
  • Im so emotional
  • Kanae’s photo is definitely in their living room and she gets a new frame at christmas every year ok. So does Sora.
  • Ichigo takes Rukia and their kids to a petting zoo on Christmas
  • Someone steals a rabbit
  • I’m gonna stop here before this gets longer
  • we could’ve had it all please hold me
Say His Name - Part X -Part II (Zico/Reader/Namjoon)

Part I | Part II | Part III | Part IV | Part V | Part VI | Part VII | Part VII + | | Part VIII | Part IX | Part X - I

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Readers POV

I was completely caught off guard when I saw him at the door- 

“You’re covered in blood-” I tried to keep a relatively mild tone with him- he already looked furious. But then I had remembered where Joon was going-

Guess who’s-” he cocked his head to the side and gave me one of his sinister grins- something that I had tried to permanently erase from my memory- but if he touched Joon- if her hurt him

YOU BASTA-” arms flailing as he covered my mouth with his hand and tried to restrain me with the rest of his body- then the bone chill set in- he brought his venomous lips to my ear and unleashed a lethal dose- 

”Your boyfriend tells me that you need to get me out of your system- I’m only here to help baby-“ 

I had to get away- I had to get to Joon- there’s no way Zico would be here unless he had won- that would mean Joon’s somewhere between unconsciousness and death- and the blood- his blood- Zico was covered in it- I needed to help him- I wanted to rip his shirt off, take it to Joon and force the lost blood back into his body- 

I had never fraught so hard in my life- it’s probably because I had something worth fighting for- before he stormed out I wanted to tell him that I needed to completely end things with Zico- it was the only way we could be together- and now he’s knocked out somewhere bleeding out- or worse.  

I lacked physical strength and my emotions were running haywire- being in his grasp again made me feel so small- so helpless- who knows what he had planned for me- I grew tried trying to use the little strength is had to kick and claw at him- but knowing Zico- this only made the game more interesting. 

I started to have a panic attack- much like the last time Zico had showed up unannounced. I tried to focus my anger and anxiety on the real issue at hand- I started to mutter to myself with hopes to hike up enough courage to say it out loud.

You don’t own me. You don’t own me. You don’t own me. 

“YOU DONT OWN ME ANYMORE ZICO!” The words flew out of my mouth like daggers aimed at his heart. I couldn’t believe I said it, getting away from his grasp enough to speak exhausted me enough. He looked at me dumbfounded going over the other million things he’d thought I would say instead of this. He let me go completely and stumbled backwards as if he was being confronted by a ghost- 

“I-I-” he fell to his knees, head hanging down as he started to breath heavily- I didn’t let my guard down- this couldn’t be remorse- 

“Where is he Zico-" 

"Don’t call me that- please- anything but that-" 

"It’s who you are-" 


Then take it off- and maybe I’ll say your real name.“ His head rose hesitantly- his tear stained eyes caught me off guard. What were these strange feelings- 

"I-I’m trying-” Zico was never one to beg- the only other time I heard his voice come close to this was two weeks ago while Namjoon was kicking him out of the apartment- what was he playing at-

“I’m done playing games." 

"THIS ISNT A GAME! I-I’m really losing it- I’m falling apart- I- need- you-

I suddenly went slack jawed- if he was playing- he’d defiantly taken it to a new level- but i had never seen that look in his eyes- scared and unsure- it was like looking into a mirror from the night he almost killed me- 

I was shaken from my momentary remorse after remembering what he had done to me. All the trauma- the clinics- the sleepless nights- he wasn’t there for any of it- Joon was- I needed to get to Joon- where was he- 

"Where is he." 

"You wouldn’t even know wonder boy if I haven’t introduced you two- I set it up- I’m the reason you became so close- WHY HIM!" 

There wasn’t time to make a rundown of all the reasons why I’d chosen Joon over him- and there isn’t enough time in my life to explain that it’s not just because he’s good for me- it’s much more than that- it all had to wait- 

"Give me your keys- what’s your address-you owe me that much- he’s dying Jiho-" 

He looked up at me with a wanton look in his eyes, begging for me to stay with him- to say his name- to choose him again- but he was out of chances- and I needed to be the knight in shining armor for once-    

“Just once more- please” his voice was horse, like a wounded animal begging for the sweet release of death. I cupped his face in my hands and placed a genital kiss on his forehead-


I took his keys after he whispered the address- but I couldn’t help but wonder what had come over him- 

Maybe one day- when we pass each other on the street ten years from now I’d be hand an hand with Joon saying our hellos to an old friend-  it would take a lot of work- but if I can get better- so could he.

I had reached Zico’s apartment and struggled to unlock the door due to my shaking hands- I had no idea what I would face on the other side of this door- 

Laying in what looked like an ocean of blood- I saw his body stir slightly as he struggled to open his eyes- 

“It’s you-”

I couldn’t help but cry while hearing his words scratch against his lips- 

Shhh- baby don’t try to talk- you- you’re all swollen-” even more tears drenched my face as I took note in how the tables have turned- 

“I called an ambulance- they’ll be here soon- just hold on for me baby-”  

“You picked me- I can’t belie- I’m never letting you out of my sight again- my beautiful girl- my brave girl” My face leaned close to his so he wouldn’t have to speak above a whisper. My hand gently wiped the tears from his eyes while I tried to hold back my unearthly sobbing. 

“Says the one covered in cuts and bruises- stop stealing my lines-” 

I stayed with him the whole time- in the ambulance- the waiting room- filled out some paperwork for him- everything he’d ever done for me- I’d pay him back- 

Breaking news: A young man- mid twenties was seen jumping out off a fifteen story building earlier today- no news yet on his current status-  

*This went a little differently then I had planned- hope that’s okay!!! 

Shy!Reader- part 7

Request: Can you do a Shy!Reader part 7 by any chance? Like with the nicknames in public and maybe the reader getting more comfortable…i dont know.. I am just really looking forward to another one!! I love your writing soooo much and you are a fab person!!!!

Request: Can you pleeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaasssssssssssseeeeeeeee update the Shy!Reader fanfiction soon? I know you just posted chapter 6 but it is all I ever think about and amazing! I love your blog so much and your fanfictions!

Request: Ahhh shy!reader part seven would be fab…. It’s so good like holy crap. Maybe Charlie comes over or something and dean is still taking up his bet and the reader is really shy cause she doesn’t know Charlie, but she likes that dean is getting out of her shell?

Request: YAY it’s Monday!!! Okay ummmmm can u make a shy reader part 7??? OMG I LOVE SHY READER!!!!!!!! PLEASE?????? ur writing is awesome btw! Thx luvs you!!!!!

Request: Could you do a very fluffy, christmas-y readerxdean oneshot where Dean hangs mistletoe under almost every door to be able to kiss the reader (they’ve been dating for a while) and the reader is kinda annoyed but thinks it’s cute and really likes it??? (I hope it’s okay I put this one with this series!)

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Part Five

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Step by Step

TITLE: Step by Step


AUTHOR: ellynerynna

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki running around the house for his toddler to chase him on wobbly legs, both giggling madly.






Loki feel a nudged and he let out a groan. "Its your turn” you said. Loki held your body tighter, received a soft giggle from you. Loki planted a kiss on your bare shoulder before he groggily stand up butt-naked searching for something to wear. “Where is my boxer, love?” he said. You turn your body towards where Loki is standing “Dont know”. He let out a small laugh, making his way to the bathroom to take his bath robe and proceed to his son’s room.

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eyyy to celebrate fear 2X01 here’s a hsau!lexark drabble b/c everyone would’ve rathered fuckboy jack be elyza. also i really like sickfluff, sorry guys i’m a sucker for cutesy tropes. this was much longer than i intended

summary: alicia pays even less attention in class b/c she would rather send sappy texts to her gf. they’re kind of domestic for teenagers in modern america.

Smitten didn’t begin to describe what Alicia felt.

Smitten seemed so general of a term. Maybe whipped? Nah, that wasn’t it either. Though she was, not that she’d admit it. Whatever, so was Elyza. It was a mutually whipped relationship.

What would you call a person whose day just felt wrong because their girlfriend wasn’t at school?

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You're Worth It (Newt Scamander x Reader)

Request: Hello, I ran out of characters when I tried to do the ask. So I am messaging you. First off I adored your fics. So much they made my day I was almost crying. Would you ever do a request for someone like me? You see I’m 5'9 and not conventionally pretty. Like…at all. And I thought a fic about the reader a little taller a little rounder and loosing lots of self confidence. Like they can’t get a spell right or is trying to try something new and can’t do it the first few tries. Then in the fluff of fluff newt saves the day. If you are too busy I understand. This is simply me asking. <3 thanks
A/N: You are beautiful. Don’t ever let society’s dumb standards ruin your confidence.

You woke up and immediately stared at your reflexion in the mirror. You sighed. Beauty was not something you had, you thought. Your boyfriend Newt always told you you were beautiful, but his words never really sunk in.
You got changed into your robes and joined your friends at breakfast.
“Hello love.” A soft voice whispered into your ears as you felt arms wrap around your waist.
You turned around and smiled at Newt as he took a seat beside you.
“Morning Newt.”
“So what class you have first?” He asked you, stealing a piece of bacon from your plate.
You groaned.
“Ugh Charms.”
“You still having a little trouble babe?”
“More like a lot of trouble. Why do I suck so much?” You frowned.
“Darling, don’t say that. I’ll come see you right after class, kay?”
He smiled at you through his big blue eyes. Leaning over, he planted a soft kiss on your lips before leaving for his class.
Goofily smiling, you realized you were due for Charms. Hurrying up, you grasped your books and ran up to class.
“You’re late.” Professor Flitwick said as you panted, walking up to a desk.
“I’m sorry Professor.”
“So as i was saying, the fire-making charm is a very complex spell and very tricky to get right.
However, i strongly believe you will be able to conjure it by the end of this hour. Off to work!”
The following hour was the worst you’ve ever experienced in this very classroom. No matter how hard you swished, waved or flicked your wand, flames refused to appear. Everyone else had been able to do it by now. You started feeling sad, worthless. The bell rang and everyone cleared out, leaving you alone in the empty classroom.
You sat down, Putting your head in your hands. You let out a soft cry. “I’m worthless”, you thought. “I can’t do anything right, nothing’s going well.”
You contined crying for a little while, so consumed in your agony that you didn’t hear Newt walk up to the door. He stared at you, his heart breaking at the sight of you in such pain. He wished you can see how much of a wonderful being you were, How your presence brightened up his day. How you being in his life completed him. She took a few tentative steps towards you. Hearing the sound, you lifted your head and saw him. She sat down beside you and you put your head on his shoulder. He wrapped his strong arms around you and you cried into his chest. The whole time, he laid soft kisses along your shoulder, head and hair while whispering sweet nothings in your ear. After a little while, your sobs came to a halt.
“You okay?” He looked down at you with concern.
“I just feel like I’ll never be enough. I’m not pretty, I’m not smart.… I don’t understand how I am with you. I feel so worthless, I’m not worth it.”
“Y/N. Please listen to me. I’m completely bewildered, I have no idea how you feel like this. I just wanted you to know that I do think you’re beautiful. Every day, you take my breath away over and over each time I see you. And I wish I can tell you or I can show you just how much you mean to me. I wish I had words to express how amazing you are. I’m so crazily in love with you Y/N. Just know that.”
You smiled tearily at his words that warmed up your heart.
“I love you too Newt.”
He pulled you closer to him in a hug, you sighing at the feeling of being in his arms.
“ Feel better?” He asked.
“Much. Thanks to you.” You grinned.
You wrapped your arms around his waist, kissing him.
You are beautiful. You are smart. You are worth it. Newt made all those things clear to you, and whenever you were with him you felt them. He brought out the best in you, he made you feel something so inexplicably good, so positive.
The two of you spent some time that afternoon, working together on the charm you were trying to learn. By dinner time, you had fully mastered it and were able to conjure a magnificent full-fledged fire.
“See Y/N? You can do it, look. You just gotta believe in yourself.” Newt said, holding your hand and looking at the orange and red flames dancing in front of him.
“We should put this out before we burn the whole school down.” You giggled.
It was later on that night, and you were in Newt’s dorm room.
“Thanks for comforting me today Newt.”
“I’m always here for you Y/N.”
You smiled at him in the dark, before drifing off to sleep.
Newt looked down at you. He smiled. Making you feel better and seeing you happy meant the world to him. You were his world, so if you were happy, he definitely was.


Well i hope you liked it @totheworldosanime


why renée deserves more recognition for being wonderful in general
  • “REMINDS ME OF MY DADDY” after taking a shot  of patron 
  • 45 and looks amazing and is actual goals
  • adopted a lil baby and has a son and they’re cuties 
  • overall badass went to carnegie mellon bc shes a smartie (dale carnegie went there) 
  • facetimes the kiddos before shows if that isn’t cute wHAT IS
  • marvelous arms
  • played nala in the lion king on broadway
  • won a tony and a grammy for hamilton


Originally posted by hamiltongifs

The Schuyler Sisters

  • has a strong entrance
  • “peggy i’m literally going to boot you into the harbor if you don’t shuT UP”
  • how does belt notes so easily lord help us all
  • HARMONIES i know it’s all 3 but bOY
  • literally sounds so bored when burr pounces i love her
  • “buy common sense by thomas paine on itunes”
  • literally just wants women’s rights me 2
  • sassy as frick
  • gettin as much as she can in that period clothing
  • literally the amount of cringe i relate

Originally posted by theaterswift

  • also at the tonys got excited and yelled v loud (1:00-1:02)  bc she wants everyone to work extra hard


  • starts out being stressed because of alexander
  • teams up with peggy to do someting to eliza
  • turns them in a cute sister dance spin thing
  • homegirl starts out with washington but eliza steals her
  • rude af
  • eliza is dragging her to see alex bc she cant handle herself
  • “look @  my cute little sister she thinks ur cute 2″
  • “MY SISTER” in the bootleg it sounds so forced i love it
  • “I’LL LEAVE YOU TO IT!!1!!!!1″ literally same
  • 10/10 the cutest high five ever
  • maid of honor & walking with laurens
  • side pieces teamed up


  • grabs peggy’s neck bc she lowkey wants to kill her
  • spirals into lowkey panic
  • literally flawless throughout the entire song
  • deadpans “i’m sure i dont know what you mean,” “check yourself”
  • ready to marry ham when he kisses her hand and plays the shock so well
  • “wheres your family from” sO BEAUTIFUL WTF
  • her dancing with washington is me 100% of the time
  • its overall one of my favorite lines ever it just shows so many of renees abilities you dont expect and angelica
  • nice going angelica
  • literally this song blows me out of the water every time i hear it its so good
  • literally their acting is so good its exactly like helpless its seamless h o l y
  • the 3 fundamentals truths are so good i run out of breath
  • how does renee do it


  • leaving with her husband but still obsessed with alex
  • “dont forget to write” chills

Take a Break

  • she sounds so good with lin i want to vomit
  • encouraging 
  • honestly she sounds so desperate
  • she literally gives me so many chills this song
  • i love how her voice and pippas together 
  • like they sound so happy together like “come with us if you want like please but we don’t care too much”

Originally posted by hamiltonhell

The Reynolds Pamphlet

  • my jam its back
  • honestly just roasting hamilton and i live for it
  • here for eliza because alex is trash

It’s Quiet Uptown

  • barely hearing the intro to this makes me tear up
  • she looks so solemn like i’m not crying we’re all sobbing
  • death is more welcoming than hearing hearts break

overall i want an album of renee talking or something i literally love her so much

bonus: enjoy renee in the video of the deleted john adams rap and in a ham4ham and as burr

(my daveed post) (my jasmine post) (my anthony post) (my pippa post)

I Need Your Love - Of Mice&Men Imagine

Anonymous asked:

Can you do a Austin Carlile were you are his daughter and you are on tour and one of the other band members sees your cuts and tells Austin and he gets really mad and you can pick the rest. Thanks


Y/N’s P.O.V.

It was the summer holidays and you were on tour with your Dad, Austin Carlile, and his band Of Mice & Men. Your Mum left you and your Dad soon after you were born because she realised she didn’t want the responsibility of a family so the boys and your dad all provided you with the absolute best from then on to make sure you knew that you were loved but for some reason, as you reached your teenage years, you felt a hole appear in your heart as if something was missing and no matter what you did, the hole could never be filled. It was with a desperate feeling to fill the hole you turned to cutting and other methods of deliberate self-harm, both of which your Dad and Alan, Aaron, Tino and Phil had no idea about and you had made sure to keep it that way for the past year and hoped that you could keep it that way for many more.

“Y/N, hey, it’s 9am. What are you even doing up?” Alan asked as you walked down the bus from the bunks to the kitchen area.
“If I had my way, I’d sleep forever.” You muttered, under your breath.
“What was that, sweetheart?” Your dad asked as you poured yourself a glass of water. 
“Nothing. I just couldn’t sleep last night.” You replied, not knowing what to tell them about the thoughts that were racing through your head all of last night…well for the past two years actually.
“If you want to talk about anything Y/N, we are always here to listen.” Tino said, patting you on the back as he reached for a glass of water himself.
“Yeah, thanks guys. I think I will go back to bed. It’s way too early, you’re right Alan.” You said as you faked a smile and walked off.
“I’ll wake you up before we go to sound check if you aren’t up already.” Aaron said as he pulled you for a hug as you walked past him as he was coming out of the bathroom.
“Thanks buddy.” You said and climbed back into your bunk, pulling the curtain shut. Aaron had always secretly been your favourite, he seemed to understand you a bit better than the others and always seemed to have the time of day to help you out with school work or friend issues.
Soon after you got back into bed, the thoughts that were haunting you the night before returned and before you knew it, your thoughts were being overtaken with the voices in your head. Do it, Y/N. You know you deserve it. You know you deserve to feel the pain that you cause the boys by living. Cut yourself, Y/N. You are worthless. Pathetic and worthless. The thoughts taunted you until you reached for the coin purse under your pillow with your blades in it. You placed the blade at the top of your wrist and applied the lightest pressure as you drew it horizontally across your left wrist. It seemed to surprisingly stop the voices in your head so you cleansed the wound and drifted off to sleep.

“Y/N. Y/N. Sweetheart, time to wake up now.” You were woken to Aaron sitting on the edge of your bunk, the curtain pulled back just enough so he had room to sit. “Darling, I need you to tell me something and I want you to be honest. Can you do that for me?” He asked, taking your right hand in his.
“I’ll do my best. What’s up?” You asked, completely oblivious to the blade that was in visible sight next to your pillow.
“What have you been using that blade for?” He said, his eyes staring into yours as a tear fell from your eye, realising that your secret was out.
“Y/N. No. No. Why, precious? Sweetheart, why? You should have talked to us, me, anyone. We would’ve helped you.” He began, pulling you up from your bed and holding you in his arms.
“I didn’t know how. I thought this would fix it. I’m sorry.” You began, tears still falling from your eyes as Aaron hugged you tighter.
“It will all be okay. We will help you. We will get you help. We can do this, together.” He said as he placed a kiss on your forehead. “I have to go to sound check, it will take all of half an hour. I’ll be back though, okay? We can do this, Y/N. I believe in you, okay? I’ll be taking this though.” He said, placing a kiss on your forehead and taking your blade and coin purse with your spares.
Your heart sank as he walked off and out the door. You knew he was going to tell your dad and the rest of the guys and you began preparing yourself for what their reactions could possibly be.

Aaron’s P.O.V.

I shut the door to the bus and began to think to myself that I couldn’t believe that I didn’t pick up on Y/N hurting herself sooner. I placed the coin purse in my jean pocket and made my way to sound check at the stage across the venue. I tried to think of ways I could tell Austin and the rest of the guys but there was no nice way of telling them that our little precious angel was hurting and hurting bad.
“There you are. Did you get lost or something?” Alan said, passing me my bass guitar as I made my way on to the stage.
“What? What is it?” Austin asked, as soon as he saw the sad expression that had become plastered on my face.
“I don’t know how to say this.” I said, the guys all gathering to stand around me as a tear rolled down my cheek.
“Just say it. It’s us, man. We are family.” Tino said as he placed a hand on my shoulder.
“Y/N’s been cutting herself for a year. I just found out then.” I blurted out as more tears fell from my face. The guys went speechless as I watched a tear fall from Phil’s eyes.
“Say it again. Y/N has been what?” Alan said, his face looking pained as he was trying  not to believe it.
“Cutting herself. I didn’t want to believe it but she admitted to it when I asked her. She looked scared and heartbroken and pained….she just looked like she had enough of keeping the secret and was glad someone finally new. I said we would sort it out after sound check.”
“Sound check can wait. Follow me.” Austin said, putting his microphone on the floor and walking off the stage.

Y/N’s P.O.V.

“Y/N! Y/N! Get down here, now! NOW!” You heard your dad scream as he set foot on the bus.
“Austin. Calm down. That isn’t going to help anything.” You heard Tino say as you got up from your bed and made your way to the lounge area.
“Dad, please.” You said as you reluctantly walked into the lounge.
“AUSTIN! CALM DOWN! You’re scaring her.” Aaron said, moving to stand in front of you.
“IS SHE YOUR DAUGHTER, AARON? IS SHE?” Austin yelled, shoving him in the shoulder.
“NO, BUT SHE MIGHT AS WELL BE! WE HAVE ALL RAISED HER AS OUR OWN AND ALL LOVE HER JUST AS MUCH AS YOU. SO, CALM DOWN!” Aaron said as he took a few steps closer towards your dad.
“She is purposely hurting herself and you want me to calm down? I already had her mom leave me. I can’t have my daughter die…I can’t…I won’t.” You saw tears fall from your dad’s eyes as he fell back onto the couch and bowed his head.
“You won’t, man. That’s why we have to help her. To show her that we are here and we care about her.” Phil said as himself, Alan and Tino stood next to Aaron.
“Y/N. Sweetheart, come here.” Alan said as he put out his hand. “I’m not mad. I’m scared. Just like you. I didn’t know you were hurting, princess. Why didn’t you come to me? I wouldn’t have been mad. I would’ve helped you. I only want what is best for you, my darling.” He said as you took a step forwards as Alan embraced you in a hug. 
“I’m sorry. It just hurts. It all just hurts.” You said, as you began to cry again, scared from your dad’s outburst.
“What hurts, sweetheart? You have to tell us, Y/N. We want to help you.” Tino said.
“Why didn’t mum want me? What did I do to make her leave? It was my fault wasn’t it?” You said as you began to cry heavier than ever.
“Oh, princess. No. It wasn’t your fault at all. You didn’t make her leave, she just wanted to stay young forever.” Austin said as he made his way towards where you were standing, you took a step back, still scared of his outburst from before. “Y/N. I’m not going to hurt you. I just want to give you a hug. Is that okay?” He asked as he held out his arms, you stepped into them as an instant calmness surrounded you. “It will all be okay. I promise. We can get through this together, all of us.” He whispered.
“I love you, dad. I’m sorry I kept a secret from you.” You said. “I’m sorry I kept a secret from all of you. I just didn’t know what to say or how to say it.” You continued, as the boys surrounded you with a group hug.

It was then that you knew it would all work out and it felt as if the hole in your heart from where your mum should be was instantly fixed and all it took was the reassurance to know that it wasn’t your fault that your mum left but you no longer needed her love, you had your dad and the boys for that and that was more than enough for you.

Oswald x Reader- Shining Star (Fluff)

This was from a combined fluff request from @jokesterwrites (cuddling on the sofa) and @roslintheredfox (Readers first kiss with Oswald)

Warning- Injured (physical and emotional) Reader (mugged) soothed by cuddles and Kissing, some bad language, OOC

Originally posted by crowned-in-october

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Enchanted Part 2

Pair : Dean x Reader

Music : Wildest Dreams by Madilyn Bailey

Summary : An AU that is kind of based off Pride and Prejudice (My favorite book/movie) Dean and His family are wealthy. As he and his brother take a stroll through town, he bumps into the reader. The reader who is both stubborn and strongly opinionated. They decide to run off and have a little adventure of their own. 

A/N : This is kind of nerve wrecking to post. I dont know why, so please, tell me what you think? Id really appreciate it! Thank you!

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The sun peeked through the windows, the rays dancing along your skin. Calmly waking you from your slumber. 

There was chatters and laughter that echoed through your room. Your eyes fluttered open from the noise. 

“But Papa, He’s a soldier!” You heard your sister cry out. 

“But is he wealthy? Your mother asked. 

There was a knock at your door, startling you for a moment. “I apologize Miss. Y/L/N, I assumed you were with your family.” 

It was Katherine, your housekeeper, and formerly known as your governess. She taught you everything you know, even showed you the ways of love. She helped you see that though you are a woman, you too can have a mind of your own. Desires and needs you can cater too yourself. Something that kept with you since you could remember was to never settle for less than your worth. 

“Its quite okay Katherine. I was just getting up.” You flashed a smile. “Do you know what Lydia is crying about now?” 

Katherine pursed her lips, closing the door behind her. “Mr. Wentworth proposed to her this morning. But your father has not given his blessings.” 

Your eyes grew wide from the news you’ve just received. Shocked but also excited for her. She was someone who loved love more than anything. All she cared for was to Marry a man. Whether he was wealthy or not. 

“I’m sure that the feelings she obtains will hinder her regard and help her overcome it.” Katherine muttered, interrupting your thoughts. 

You only but nodded as she made her way out of your room. Though you believed Lydia was still too young, you only wanted her to be happy. And if marrying that soldier made her happy, then so be it. 

Throwing on your dress, you made your way down to the kitchen where your family sat around discussing the event. 

“Whats happening?” You croaked, reaching for the plate of biscuits. 

Lydia made her way to you. smiling as though she had been crowned princess herself. She slipped her hand into yours and squeezed. 

“Mr. Wentworth asked for my hand. To bestow life by his side.” She squealed. “His words have stitched into my heart.” 

You couldnt help but feel happy for her. Seeing her grow with excitement, you knew all to well that she would never forgive her family if they did not accept. 

“But Papa wont allow it. He believes Mr. Wentworth to be nothing more than just a crook. Stealing young girls hearts for money.” 

You met your fathers gaze, and flashing a soft smirk. 

“I can meet with him. Talk to him and see myself if he is a crook.” You stammered. “We mustn’t ignore the connection that they hold.” 

Lydia’s eyes grew wide, her lips curving more and more by the second. 

“Oh please Papa! I beg of you.” 

Your father took in a deep breath, and shrugged. “Very well.”

Lydia screeched as she threw her arms around her fathers neck. Pulling him. “Thank you thank you thank you!” She pressed her lips to his head. “I must tell Captain Wentworth.” 

You watched as she skipped out of the kitchen and into the courtyard leaving you with your parents. 

“You are doing the right thing Mr. Y/L/N.” Your mother spewed. “Wentworth can be her calling after all.” 

Your mother left the kitchen, and you took a seat across your father. 

“Do you think much of him?” He exhaled. 

“Of Mr. Wentworth? I cant say, I have not yet to have a conversation.” 

He chuckled to himself and shook his head, leaning back into his chair. “No, of Mr. Winchester” 

Hearing his name caused chills to cover you. Your breath slightly hitched. “Of Dean? Why must you ask?” 

He shrugged, still chuckling from your reaction. “I watched you two at the ball. I must say, he seemed very intrigued by you.” 

Images of that night flooded you, instantly. Remembering the way it felt to be in his arms. The way his smile made you grow weak in the knees. 

But he was far from ever falling in love with you. There could be no way that he of all people would ever think of you more than just a friend. 

“I don’t fancy him if that is what you’re asking. He is so-so handsome. Probably has attractions with other women.” You smirked. “I dont dwell on wealth Papa. I long for passion. And he has none.” 

Your father nodded his head. He was proud of you for following your heart. For never caving and allowing anyone to take your hand. But he noticed something different with Dean. And he was sure that soon, you would notice it too. 

“Very well my Dear.” He sat up straighter in her chair, and scanned the table. “Care to pass the biscuits. I am starved.” 


The sky was bright with a touch of clouds. The sun hovered over you, making the heat scorch your exposed skin. It was hot, too hot. But that never stopped you. 

Walking through the fields, your sister on your arm as you made your way into town to meet with Mr. Wentworth. 

“Can you believe it Sissy? We are meeting the future of my life. The man who will be my heart and stand forth with me through the world.” She squealed. 

You shook your head and chuckled. “Now lets not get carried away sister. We mustn’t assume he is neither friend nor foe. He can be a spy.” You teased. 

She met your gaze for a moment, but belted out in laughter. “Maybe so, But he is my spy. Dont worry, I am sure you will find your soulmate in time. Maybe sooner rather than later.” 

You let out a long breath and sighed. “Possibly when we are both old and our hair is stained with white.” You chuckled. 

“Oh hush, I am sure Mr. Wentworth has a companion you can-” 

“No. I forbid to be forcefully matched with a man I have no connection too. Besides, I have my books. Marrying a man isn’t my life’s mission sister, I-” You collided your body into something, or someone. Hitting them so hard, you almost lost your balance. 

“Forgive me!” You croaked, not realizing your hand was being held by someone, and gently being pulled up. 

“We must stop meeting this way Miss. Y/N.” His voice was light, almost taunting with a chuckle. 

“D-Dean.” You exhaled. 

Meeting his gaze, you felt your breath hitch. As your stomach fluttered from just his touch. 

Lydia cleared her throat, capturing both of yours and Dean’s attention. 

“Forgive me.” Dean muttered. “Dean Winchester.” He bowed. 

Your sisters eyes grew wide and her mouth slightly dropped. “As in The Duke? Mr. John Winchester’s son?” 

Dean nodded and chuckled. “Indeed.”

He shared a glance with you, your breathing growing light. 

“How are you acquainted with my sister might I ask?” Lydia gently squuezed your arm. 

He flashed a smile. “Miss. Y/N and I exchanged words at the ball.” 

You could feel your cheeks grow red. “Poor Mr. Winchester had to dreadfully listen to my stories.” 

“But they were far from dreadful. Actually, it was quite intriguing.” 

Lydia couldn’t help but notice the long lingering glances you two shared. She noticed the way you grew flustered in his presence and she was baffled from it all. Never has she seen you react this way. 

“There you are! Come, Father is looking for you. He has planned a meeting that you mustn’t miss.” A tall man hovered over dean. He was just as handsome, and you were struck with awe. Your sister mirrored your actions and her mouth dropped. Staring intently at the man in front of her. 

“This is my brother, Sam.” He exhaled. 

Sam flashed a smile and nodded. glancing between the both of you. “And how do you do?” 

“Magnificent. Enjoying such a beautiful day, I must say.” Lydia croaked. 

“Forgive me, I am Y/N, and this is my sister, Lydia.” 

He flashed a smile, his gaze locked on you. “Brilliant.” He muttered. 

Lydia yelped, causing you to jolt in surprise. “Its Mr. Wentworth!” She bowed to the bows and smiled. “Forgive me, I must be going.” 

Without another word, she skipped her way to The man she loved. Throwing her arms around him, and spinning around in laughter. You felt somehow jealous of their affection for each other. Slightly wanting someone to care for you that way. 

“It was my pleasure to meet you Miss. Y/N.” Sam stammered. 

Your smirked and nodded. “And you as well.” 

He turned to his brother, who never tore his eyes off you. “I will see you at home Dean.” And just like that, he was gone. Leaving only you and Dean. 

“Shouldn’t you follow him? Dont you have an obligation to attend?” You stammered. 

Dean shrugged, his face dropped.

You could tell just by his demeanor, he wasn’t ready to leave. And in a way, you weren’t ready for him to go either. 

“Care to join myself a stroll to the lake?” You smiled. 

His eyes grew and his lips began to curve. “I’d love too.” 

He motioned for you to lead the way, following close behind as you started away from the town. 

The air was light, suffocating with the heat blaring down. It made you feel as if you were losing your breath with each step. 

“Do you do this Often?” Dean muttered. 

You furrowed your brows and shrugged. “What more is there other than exploring the world around you? How can you live if you have not been lost?” 

Dean was taken back for a moment, pondering your words as he tried to remember the last time he has ever gone about without anyone. 

He watched you jump over puddles and walk through mud. Not once flinching at the sight of your dress getting dirt all over you. He enjoyed seeing how carefree you were. How open and adventurous you are. 

“Are you going to join me?” You snapped him out of his trance. 

Without realizing, Dean’s eyes grew wide as he watched you strip from your dress and your corset. Being in nothing but your panties. He wasn’t sure as to what to do. Whether or not he should look away. 

“I-Uh-i” He stumbled over your words. 

You chuckled and turned your back to him. Taking in a deep breath before jumping into the clear lake in front of you. 

The warm liquid covered you immediately. The water swishing through your hair, making you feel free. You laid on your back, feeling the water surround you as you stared endlessly up at the sky. 

Dean was mesmerized. Hooked on to you. He couldn’t tear his eyes from you and he enjoyed seeing you escape into your own little world. You were unlike anyone he has ever met, and he knew he wanted more. 

He tore from his clothes, and joined you in the lake. Snapping you out of your trance. Swimming over to you, you couldn’t help but smile as he popped his head up from under the water. 

“I was beginning to think I was going to enjoy this all by myself.” You smirked. 

Dean shrugged, his lips curving in the smile that made your heart melt. “Now what kind of man would allow a beautiful woman to swim alone?” He chuckled. 

Your cheeks flushed you wanted nothing more than to kiss him. taste him between your lips. 

“Care to express your love for adventure?” Dean exhaled, inching towards you. 

“Well-” You paused, taking in a deep breath. “My father read nothing other than adventure books to me and Lydia growing up. Until our Governess, Mrs. Katherine, We always took life with curiosity. Tell Me Mr Winchester-” You stammered. “What is living if you dont take risks?” 

Those words hit him hard. Stitching into his head as he watched you lay on your back once again. 

“You are quite sure of yourself, are you not?” He chuckled. 

“And why wouldn’t I? Is it fair for only men to have thoughts? Only men who can do as they please while the women bear their children and slave to their every need? Forgive Me Mr. Winchester, if thats a woman you crave, then I suspect you go back to your manor and acquaint yourself with someone else.” You snapped. 

He furrowed his brows, shocked by your response. Never has anyone talked to him with so much passion as you did. 

“Forgive Me, I never attended to insult you.” 

You were both silent, staring into one another as the water drifted through your both. You could feel yourself feign for him, wanting him to hold you close to him. His eyes averted from your lips back to your eyes, making him crave the idea of tasting you. 

Slowly, you could feel yourself begin to lean in towards him. Your vision only able to see Dean. He mirrored your actions, both your breathing slow and heavy. 

The sound of a horse neighing behind you, made you both jolt back and snap your gaze toward the noise. 

“Father.” Dean exhaled. 

You immediately sank lower into the water, covering your breasts from the sight of John Winchester. His brows raised and his expression was blank. Making it hard to read. 

“We must be leaving.” He demanded. “Now.” 

Dean obeyed his father and slipped out of the lake. He threw on his clothes, and glanced back at you before jumping on the horse with his father. He flashed a soft smile, but left before you could say a word. 

Your heart felt as if it had sunk to the pit of your stomach. You pushed your hair back, and let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding in. 

You pondered on your thoughts, contemplating whether if you and Dean would have kissed if it weren’t for Mr. John. You couldnt help but grow baffled as you weren’t quite sure as to why you were feeling this way. 

Never have you felt such feelings, and it was beginning to scare you. 

You took in a deep breath and swam over to shore. 

It was going to be a long day for you. 


“Father.” Dean whispered, wishing John would just look at him. “Please, say something.” 

John shook his head and sighed. “Son, what you are doing must stop immediately. It will only end in tragic.” 

Dean clenched his jaw shut. Wanting so much to disobey him, but he couldn’t. He respected his father too much to do so. 

“Come, your mother and I want you to meet someone.” He spewed. 

He followed his father out to the balcony. Where Sam, and Mary and someone he wasn’t quite sure who, all sat together, chatting over some tea. 

They all stood once they noticed Dean. Smiles plastered on to their faces. 

“Dean, This is Lisa Braeden.” He motioned to the mystery Girl. 

As Dean met her gaze, He felt his stomach churn. Feeling himself grow a slight form of attraction for her. Until you popped into his head, and pushed all those feelings aside. 

She bowed her head, and returned her gaze to him. Her lips slightly curving as she kept a great posture. 

“She is the woman you will Marry.” John interrupted.