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Run Away Baby Ch. 3 (Steve Rogers x reader)

Hello lovelies!  So, I kind of went on a whim and just layered my hair while cutting almost three inches off. It looks nice (thank god) and I cut off all the dead ends so yay, my hair is healthy again. On a whole other note, here’s the next chapter of “Run Away Baby” and I WILL be posting tonight! I’m so sorry for the weekend hiatus, I was working all weekend and I was sick, but I was able to make enough money to pay for my expo tickets! Woo! I love you all and enjoy! xoxo

Description:Pregnant with Steve Rogers’ child, your husband, you’re a happily married couple. He moved you to the countryside, trying to keep you away from as much harm as possible. Isolated, and by yourself most of the time, you always worried about him when he went away. But, marriage couldn’t have been better for the two of you for the three years since you had taken his last name. But, one night, when Steve’s out on a mission, you get a call from Nick Fury telling you to get as far away from your house as possible.

Warnings: None

Chapter 2


Bucky was constantly looking back at you as he furiously drove down the road, heading to the safe house. You were out cold, and he could see the deep purple bruise forming around your wrist. The gravel hitting the car filled in the silence that was hanging in the car until a beeping sound came from the speakers. Fury was called. 

“Fury, I have her. She’s knocked out, but she’s alive. F/N needs some serious medical attention when we get there though.” Bucky was trying to as calm as he could despite the situation. 

“Okay, but what happened back there? Where’s Steve now?” Fury’s voice was very eager and intent. All he wanted was you safe, and him gone. 

“Long story. I’ll tell you when I get there.” Bucky was beyond worried about you. You were one of his best friends, you were hurt, and who knows if the baby was too. It seemed like in a flash, everything changed, and his friendship with Steve was a distant memory. 

“Fine. How long till you’re here? By the way, we have a doctor here that can take care of F/N. He’s a good guy.” Fury was trying to ease Bucky’s nerves and his mind. He couldn’t have him freaking out when you needed him most. 

“Ten more minutes. We’re almost there.” Bucky’s eyes were frantically shifting back and forth on the road, making sure he was going the right way. “Fury…” He took a deep breath, trying to calm his erratic heartbeat. “What are we going to do about Steve?” 

Fury took a moment, letting the line fall silent. “I don’t know.. I thought I was trusting the right man, but I guess I wasn’t and now I’ve put F/N and her unborn child in danger.” He was never a sentimental guy, but when it came to you, he was always protective. “That man is something else, and I honestly don’t know what our next step is besides trying to keep them safe.” 

You were sprawled across the backseat, barely breathing. The movement of the car bumping along the gravel was pulling you in and out of consciousness, and everything that you heard and saw were blurring together. A small groan escaped your lips, and Bucky snapped his head towards you. “Hang in there, F/N. Stay with me.” His look was sincere, his eyebrows furrowed together with worry. He faced the road again, this time speaking to Fury. “I don’t think she can hold out much longer. That doctor better have everything prepped when we get there.” Bucky pressed on the accelerator, picking up speed. You were only two minutes away from the compound. He checked his mirrors, making sure he wasn’t being followed. “We’re coming up the hill. See you soon.” The call ended and Bucky skidded to a halt at the plateau. There was a bunker built into the side of the hill, concealed from the view of the road, and everyone in the world besides a few select people. 

Bucky picked you up in his arms gently, then began running to the bunker door. His car began driving itself into another door, disappearing into the mountain. Before he could punch in the password, the door slid open, and Fury and the doctor stood behind it, a gurney at their side. “Put her here.” The doctor was calm and efficient while Bucky placed you on the bed, watching the man rush you off down the hall and around a corner. 

“Jesus. What did he do to her?” Fury’s gaze was locked on the end of the hall. 

“Steve did some pretty serious damage, but I suggest we get deep into the bunker before we have this conversation.” Bucky nodded towards him, punching in a series of numbers to shut the door. The two men walked down the hall, turning down a series of corners, finally making their way into a conference room of sorts. 

“So, tell me exactly what happened.” 

“Well, I don’t know what happened before I pulled up, but when I came, he was about to take her head off his his shield. If I didn’t fire some shots at him, I think he actually might have.” Bucky had his elbows propped up on the table with his fingers in his hair. “We were in hand to hand combat and I got him preoccupied enough to let F/N get to the car, but she didn’t even make it that far. Once I knocked Steve out, she was already out cold on the ground, so I laid her down in the back seat and drove here.” 

Fury was rubbing his chin, sitting at the head of the table. “And you just left him on the porch?” He locked his eyes on the distraught man in front of him. 

Bucky took a deep breath, trying to find the right words to say. “I-I couldn’t do it. I know I should have, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. And I didn’t know if F/N was dead or alive, and I chose to save her instead. I hope that helps my case.” He picked his head up, meeting Fury’s gaze. 

“That’s understandable. But I have a feeling he’s not going to stop until she’s dead, so we might have to take him out before he even has a chance to touch her.” His hands were folded on the table, looking relaxed, but little did Bucky know his was squeezing the life out of them. 

Bucky nodded solemnly, diverting his eyes back to the table. “I understand.” 

The men sat in silence, the severity of the situation began to sink in. You were barely alive, Steve was with H.Y.D.R.A., and nobody knew who to trust anymore. What was the next step? What were they going to do with you? How were they going to keep you safe? These questions were running through both of their minds when there was a knock at the door and the doctor stepped in. 

“We need to talk.”

I hoped you liked it! I know it’s kind of short, but I didn’t want to get too into the next part. I hope you all have a wonderful day. I’ll have the next chapter of “Secret of These Hands” up this evening, so stay tuned! I love you all, you’re all beautiful and amazing. xoxo



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HannibalCon RDC3 - day 1. Personal recap

So yesterday was the day that so many of us feverishly anticipated and dreaded :), the actual possibility of meeting Bryan Fuller, Hugh Dancy, Aaron Abrams, Scott Thompson, Demore Barnes and Ellen Muth! I mean. What -are- the chances?

I flew over Friday morning (having dreaded flying in that storm but it did die down that night, fortunately) with Alex and we made our way over to arrive at 10 am, to photos of other Fannibals on Twitter already, though the hotel was still very much empty. Good to take photographs :)

I got upgraded to the next room level (which is why I can now drink coffee while writing this at 5:30 am (thank goodness)). By afternoon the lobby was filling slowly, flowercrowns everywhere. A truly elevating atmosphere, because even though I’m not really a flowers and frilly stuff kind of gal, it just is incredible to watch. Btw the bloody flowercrown @idontfindyouthatinteresting made for me drew many compliments (thank you, again!)

Registration openend a bit early and people went queuing until the main ceremony started. Incredible, there were soooo many people there, so many beautiful cosplays already. @lovecrimecat came by and we distributed the flyers for @radiance-anthology flyers to those standing in line, managed to meet so many of those who signed up (yay), got little gifts in exchange from so many people (and everybody just gave me a second one when I asked so I could give them to Katrina who couldn’t come - so awesome of you guys, thank you again!). I met so many people ‘from’ Twitter and it’ so nice to recognize some from last time, to put name and face to the @s. *hugs at all*

Opening ceremony.
I have a gold ticket this year so I went up front and sat next to SpiceyScorpion, only to realize that -that- was way to much in front for my nerves …. *rolls eyes at self*. I went a few rows back and to the side, which was a good decision for later^^.
“They” came in a few minutes to late, we saw Aaron and Scott do shadow theatre behind the scenes and Sean called them out one after the other.

Demore seemed honestly happy to be there, addressing us with such kind words, upping the applause and calling backstage that that could not possibly be topped*fg*. Aaron came out and asked us to clap for Hugh because he was supposedly afraid he wouldn’t get any ^^^^^, Scott said something along these lines as well, I think. Both very funny. Ellen was there^^ and addressed us with a few kind ords and then Sean announced Bryan next and the room (not in any way quiet before) went -wild-. And Bryan…. Bryan went “crowdsurfing”. Meaning he ran through the aisles and high-fived us. You know that sitting to the side decision? Yeah….
What a moment, there’s lots of pictures in the Tag #HannibalCon, go and look, it was…. incredible. God bless. Anyway Hugh came out last, announced by Sean as one of the best british actors, and boy, that was applause^^. He seemed a bit overwhelmed with the energy there^^ and honestly, I can’t quite remember what he actually said but it was something along the lines that he was looking forward to a wonderful weekend.

They came out together after that and we held up the signs that @the-winnowing-wind distributed - “Fannibals Forever”…. They took videos and photos of us. Bryan posted some of it later. Incredible moment to have been part of. I’m even in Bryans video (yay^^ (and if you know where to look^^)).

The gold ticket holders went across the hall next, to a slightly smaller room with tables set up and we were seated by group/friends. And then we waited, because they got something to eat first…. (darn^^^). Colleen got out some booze and we talked a lot and proverbially bit our nails a lot *g*. When they finally got in they were sent to the various tables for 4-minute-meet-ups. Only the meet-ups didn’t stay at 4 minutes :P.

Demore was first and I was soooooo nervous. (The seat next to me was free btw, and so the -all- ended up sitting right next to me (*still screaming about that*. …. ) I shook my hands in the air in an effort to get rid of some of the energy and he put his hand on my shoulder asking me why I was nervous and I brabbled something unintelligible and shook my head. Very sweet. We talked a bit about his fight scene with Mads and that we would have liked to see more of him^^ and I told him I can’t wait to see him in American Gods and he rubbed my back when he left. *float*

Next was Scott, who brought his pizza and drank some mooneshine with us^^, played Tarot with us and was generally just this very kind and interesting person. I wasn’t -quite- that nervous anymore by then (thanks Demore (and Colleen for the prosecco)), meaning I actually talked a bit, though I can’t quite remember what^^.

Ellen was next and she was also very nice, we talked about the fact that her scenes are imho some of the most scary in Hannibal. She also wore some of the coolest jeans I’d ever seen^^.

Ok. Next? BRYAN. He saw the Will!Faun scarf of @flying-rotten we had put on the table cloth and chuckled that he knew who -we- are waiting for and that he couldn’t blame us^^. He asked us, if push came to shove, if we would prefer Will & Hannibal S4 or SotL. Our table was Hannigram, though there was apparently one that was 'done’ with it…. He told us about it a bit, much the same that Hugh has said before as well, that it would be an inversion of S1 etc. I…. hope that push does not come to shove, because he told us a bit about how much he loves the lyric of Thomas Harris books and I would really love for him to be able to fully lay out his vision. I hope he gets to do this (we have to continue to fight, guys!!!). He also told us, that Thomas Harris apparently writes a new book and he…. poked Martha to get the rights to it already, without quite knowing what it was about yet *g*.

I…. took all my courage then and showed him one of the Radiance-Flyers and explained a bit and we asked if he wanted to do a little something like a foreword for it. And guys - HE DOES! He asked when it would need to be done and I said May 1st and he looked at the flyer and indicated the twitter @ there and asked if he should send it there and I was like (you know this situation, where, once you start, your mouth kind of runs away with you?! At least mine did^^^) “Oh well, yes, or you know you follow me on twitter, you can just send it there if you want” and he looked at me (directly) and said “yes, I know.” Well, RIP me. I answered with a very intelligent “ah” if I recall correctly and ducked my head and then Romina and I emphasized that it would be awesome if he actually wants to do that and finds the time.

He asked us after what drew us to Hannibal, as he got feedback from a lot of the other young women (I thanked him for 'young’, you know, once you’re in it doesn’t matter anyhow *another eye roll at self*) and we said that its not only beauty and connection, but also intelligence. You have to think with Hannibal. He recommended 'Legion’ to us and asked if we’d seen it before and I said that some stuff hasn’t made it across the big pond yet. And then Bryan went and …. not ranted directly…. but expressed his lack of understanding of the fact that things take so long to be legal and why series were not streamed worldwide because people would just go and pirate it anyway -because- it was not available legally. He went and made a (imho) very fitting anology with the conservative stance on abortions in contrast to piracy, meaning just because it’s forbidden it doesn’t stop people from doing so, it just gets unsafer and illegal.
Oh and he took photos of our table and @dr3piecesuit s and another girls tattoo, because he loves them. :) And he told us that he brought something for Hugh to wear for the Cosplay contest. Can’t wait *g*
He was called away then, way past the 4 minutes^^ and …. he is such a precious human being?! Exuding so much warmth and honesty and exuberance. I feel honored that I got to sit there.

A propos honored… Hugh was next and there I was again - nervous. Awesome. *third eyeroll* He complimented Camilles Will!Faun, saying it was very beautiful and then laughing that that was maybe a bit weird^^, and then telling us about all the gifts he gets and that he keeps the little plush Wills, giving them to his son to play with, even the bloody ones….. *fg*.
The girl next to me (@OnTheVerger) talked to him about how much Adam means to her because she has Aspergers and then broke into tears and Hugh comforted and hugged her and it was sooo sweet. We showed him the Radiance flyers as well and he said “blood fueled embraces, indeed” *g*.
Bryan ran by then and left a bitten off Babybel for Hugh. IDK if Hugh bit off that piece or if Bryan did but it was hilarious^^.

Hugh had to leave then and Aaron came to our table last, I told him I backed him and he told us about the film he and Scott are in (Scott came by and set down next to him^^) and we talked about how much we would all want to see more of Hannibal. Oh and Scott said (before) that he was supposed to teach Clarice Starling - how awesome would team Sassy Science be doing that in SotL? Seriously?
Anyway, I remember I touched Aarons shoulder in the spur of the moment talking about -something- but I can’t remember what exactly and the panicking about that. ;))

I went to my room at 1:15am, got into bed by 2am and was wide awake again at 5:15 am.

What. a. rush.

PS: This is no photos because my cameras not that good - check the Hashtag on Twitter, there’s TONS of them ;). Already ;)

Are You Happy Now? M.C

Originally posted by partpunkluke

warning: smut

word count: 900+

summary: Michael wakes you up

requested?: yes, hope you liked it anon :)) this is written by Hannah so yay! hope you guys enjoy her amazing writing!! I said in a post earlier that I was posting another smut today written by your truly so look out for that :))

don’t forget requests are currently closed but they should be open again in a month or so :) happy reading!

find Hannah here: @lukeasfuck

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I was in a deep sleep, going at it with Michael all night completely wore me out. Of course, my blissful sleep wasn’t going to last very long because Michael was around, and after only a little while, I was awoken to find his lips pressed up against my neck and his hand groping my breast. “Mike, stop. I’m too tired and sore to do this again.” I pleaded, trying to get him to give up so that I could go back to sleep because of the interview we had tomorrow first thing in the morning.

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Voices Chp. 1

Posting this story onto Tumblr as well as on Ao3. Read it here on Ao3

This is a Sheith Marriage Au with Galra Keith and Altean Shiro. I decided on taking a crack at politics and empowering stuff and issues. So yay, have fun! Let me know what you think! More under the cut

The first time Keith met the man he was supposed to marry was when the treaty had been sealed and his grandfather was shaking hands with King Alfor. The grand hall was full of multiple alien races, all of them wearing expensive and bright clothing that showed off their high status. That was an obvious separation between the Galrans and everyone else.

His grandfather stepped back and that’s when Keith finally saw him.

The black paladin stood on Alfor’s left, wearing the white black armor of Voltron. He had a shock of white bangs, plastered to the side of his face as his grey eyes watch Zarkon’s every move. There’s a scar across the bridge of his nose and the markings of an Altean under his eyes. If those weren’t a dead giveaway, his pointed ears were.

He looked suited for war, the crown around his head giving away his status as Alfor’s right hand man and leader of the Altean army. Behind him stood the rest of the paladins, all of them dressed for war with scars and battle worn faces. They were too young to fight in this war and even younger to actually win it.

“I present my son and heir to the throne, Prince Lotor.”

Keith’s father takes the chance to bow, low at the waist as he is being introduced. Keith’s ears twitch because he knows he’s going to be introduced next. Alfor turns to Lotor, extending his hand for a formal greeting. Lotor does not hesitate in taking it and shaking tensely.

“I present my grandson, son of Lotor, Prince Keoath.”

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Thoughts While Playing Endless Summer, Book 1, Act III, Chapter 16: Here’s to Adventure


Why are we starting off with Diego’s statements? Does it mean we’re going to end with Diego’s “end” too? No no no I’m getting ahead of myself.

Watchers in the ceiling! They drop to the floor and now we fight!

“Craig was annoyed by having to save you.” Sorry, dude, we’re not close enough.

As MC’s slashing through the rope trap, Michelle goes “Oh my god, if you cut my hair, you are dead!” LOL. #priorities

Crap! Dump the bucket of cold water on the fox or use the sprinklers? I go for sprinklers and hope I’m right. YAY! Winter is shimmering with energy! Woohoo!

“Why do you fight your destiny?,” asks the Blue Leader. Why does he keep saying that?!

Oh. “Because I decide what it’ll be,” answers MC. *slow claps*

More Watchers! Never fear! Jake has his futuristic weapon. It’s a bubble gun with a “world” inside? That whisked the Watchers off… someplace? Woah, Iris says it moves physical objects forward in time. TIME TRAVEL.

Raj? Grace? Neither? I can’t take this decision-making!!! I choose Grace for 20 diamonds.

“Aleister grabs your face and kisses you hard on the forehead.” Hahaha.

Hey hey hey, now Angry Aleister in the HOUUUUUSE. Fighting for his lady love. I love it. He was “fencing”, ladies and gentlemen.

“Grace is now friends with you.” “Aleister no longer dislikes you.” YES. Milestones.

Ooooh we can save Raj for another 20 diamonds. Initially I thought we’d have to choose. Let’s go save our friend!

How do we do that? Iris turns into a friggin’ King Crab and scares off the Watchers. That was hilarious. The Watchers run along and Raj follows them, hahaha. Looks like Iris is sort of a Mystique. Hell, she’s blue too. And she’s into… Raj? Is he into… her?

THEY DON’T HAVE ENOUGH CHUTES FOR EVERYONE. This is just like the fanfic I read the other day. 

“Wake up when it’s all over.” Crap. What do we choose from this bunch of items? Tranquilizer dart? Ugh. The necklace? Crap. What? What?! The necklace isn’t charged so I go for the dart. Oh. Wrong. It’s the gun. They’re going through a portal. TOGETHER.

And Diego says the title. “Here’s to adventure, eh, MC?” And MC too. “Here’s to adventure.”

“A lasso of vines wraps around Diego’s torso”. HEY NOW. Nooooooo. I seriously got goosebumps through the Diego-MC scene.  

204 days ago. That’s how long they “were” in the portal. 6 months. Diego’s been with the Watchers for 6 months too.

“Diego…” Aaand MC says the last line in the finale.

Is there a bonus scene though? YES!!!

Full bonus scene: 204 days ago… Diego is walking through the jungle with the Watchers, tries to escape, but only sees himself come upon a whole VILLAGE of Watchers. Crap.

Earlier that night… LILA. She’s being chased by a Watcher, but she goes full karate on him. Huh. “Where is Everett?,” she’s asking. “What have you done with him?” The HYDRA. He doesn’t know where Rourke is and she… pushes him off the balcony. Without remorse. Oh-kayyyy. This is weird. Is she after Rourke too?

Epilogue. ANOTHER CLUE. Hadean zodiac. Lupus. (Jake?) The RUNES are the key.  They’re back at the penthouse trying to crack the password. Okay here we go.

Okay I’ve been trying to crack the PW the past 30 minutes and I just can’t. I’ll put the game on PAUSE!

(NOT) the end.

Final thoughts:
What a FINALE. And since I still can’t figure out the password, it’s not over yet. Lots of action! And we all kinda saw Diego getting left behind or risking his life. So, yeah, the fandom called that and our best friend has been captured. :( Now what do we do?!?!!? But overall, loved it. Still have a gazillion questions. What did they want with Diego? What’s happened 6 months later? Is Lila on Rourke’s side or not? The plot thickens even more. Aaaaaghghhhg. Another question: What’s the password?!

EDIT: Password is in the comments if you’d like to know what it is. I won’t post it here, for those who still want to take a crack at it. :)

Business Casual - Part 8 (Final)

Hey everyone! Here’s part eight, the final chapter of this saga. I have another multi chapter I’m going to start putting out maybe next week. That one is actually the longest fic I’ve ever written so yay!! But anyway, I hope you like this last part! You guys have been great and I’ve loved ALL your comments! Really truly you guys’s responses are why I keep posting. 

This last part has a good deal of sap so just gear up for it :D Thanks for reading!

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Sticks and Stones

Pairing: BamBam X reader
Genre: Angst/fluff
Word count: 1,559
Summary: After you and your boyfriend decide to go public about your relationship you start to see some comments that have you questioning yourself. Are you really the best person for him?
(A/N: I used they/them pronouns so anyone could read and it wasn’t strictly female or male, so you can replace them with your pronouns if it makes you feel as if it flows better!)


Hey guys, so I couldn’t sleep last night which apparently makes me want to write a bit of angst. I’m not the best at angst so I hope it’s okay, still has fluff as well! Also first Got7 drabble, yay!
~Mod Phoenix


“Are you positive you want to go public?” JYP asked as he looked between you and BamBam seated beside you. You both had been together for months and have managed to stay under the radar, other than the rest of Got7 and JYP. JYP knew early on and didn’t try to stop the relationship as long as it didn’t become a scandal or come to light quickly.

“Yes, sir,” BamBam responded, “Y/N and I have both thought long and hard about this. We decided now is the best time because we’ve been together for a while and the dating ban was lifted a while ago. We’re done with trying to hide our relationship and I feel like it’s almost like lying to the fans.”

“It’s not lying, it’s for your own safety,” JYP responded sternly before turning his gaze to you, “It is a mutual agreement right? You want it to be public as well? You know the responses some fans will have, right?”

You answered without hesitation, “Yes, it’s mutual and I know how some ahgase’s will react, but I’m ready for it.” ‘I hope..’ You thought.

With a sigh the company founder nodded, “Okay then, I’ll write up the official statement to release to the public. Once that’s out your free to post about each other and make your own statements if you wish.”

The two of you said in unison, “Thank you!” Before getting up and leaving his office.

“I have an hour and a half before I have to practice, so wanna hang out in the dance studio?” Bam asked as he happily grabbed your hand, no longer afraid of who saw.

“Sounds like a plan!” You responded happily. As you made your way to the studio you looked up at your boyfriend and questioned, “When do you think the statement will be released?”

“Probably within the hour since it’s such big news,” He guessed, “Hopefully within the hour so we can post something on my social media together!” His eyes sparkled with excitement as he locked eyes with you. Both of you had dreamed of having a public relationship and now it was finally coming true.

“We can finally do normal couple things, no more hiding!” You beamed, already planning on what you could do together.

You had made your way to the studio and both of you sat on the floor, gently leaning on one another. “You know where I want to take you first?” He asked before answering it in the same breath, “I want to take you to a fancy restaurant, no more dates in the dorm with takeout.”

You giggled at his confession, “That sounds perfect, Bammie. Maybe we could go see a movie together in theaters for once, too.”

He smiled at that, “Sounds like a date!”

You both sat and talked for a while or sat in a comfortable silence. After about forty five minutes he checked his phone and exclaimed, “The official statement was released!”

You quickly looked over his shoulder at the document, the confirmation that you two were officially public. You both hugged each other tightly before he pulled away with the brightest smile you had ever seen, “We have to take a selfie together so I can post about this!”

You laughed as he pulled his camera up, “Why can’t you use one of the hundreds of selfies we already have on your phone?”

“Because it’s our first day officially out to the fans, it needs to be commemorated!” He held his phone up and was still beaming. You smiled as well, holding up a peace sign. He quickly snapped the picture and went to type up the caption for the picture on Instagram. ‘Hello ahgase’s, I’m sure you all are surprised by the sudden announcement that just came out. So here we are, this is Y/N! We’ve been together for almost six months and decided now was a good time to tell the public. I hope it’s not too shocking, but I really love them and I hope you support us as well as continue supporting Got7!’

“Annnd, posted!” He declared. He looked at you again and giggled, “I’m so excited, Y/N, I can’t wait for what’s ahead of us.” He kissed your cheek happily with another giddy laugh.

“Me either, it’s going to be amazing,” You giggled and lay your head on his shoulder, watching him post similar stuff on his other social media.

Soon the other boys began to enter, congratulating the both of you and there was plenty of teasing. You stood up and stretched, BamBam following suit.

“I’m gonna head back to my place, text me if you want to do something after your done at practice,” You chimed as you headed towards the door.

“Of course! Text you when we’re done!” He answered excitedly.

When you left you could here the boys teasing Bam, to which you just shook your head and smiled.


When you returned home you decided to check the buzz on social media you two must have caused. You knew some people would be cruel about it, but you weren’t as ready as you thought you were for these comments. There were so many hateful comments, some were simple and tame compared to others, 'they stole our oppa!’ Others stung a lot more than you thought, 'Who is this ugly bitch? How the hell did they ever get him?’, 'They’re no good for him, he can do way better.’, 'Why would he choose them when he could date anyone he wanted?’ The worst ones were the death threats, there were many comments saying 'If I see them I’ll kill them.’ or 'I hope they get hit by a car.’

You spent a long time reading these comments and they affected you a lot more than you had anticipated. You could feel your chest tighten and tears come to your eyes. You set your phone down and slowly laid down on your couch. The tears came quickly and you found yourself sobbing. Thoughts raced in your head, 'Maybe you’re not good enough for him.’, 'He could do way better.’ 'Why does he like me? I’m just some nobody, really..’ 'Am I no good for him?’ Thoughts like these took over your conscience and you couldn’t escape. You cried and cried, you thought you could handle this, but maybe you were wrong. The next hours were complete silence broken up by bouts of crying.

The black screen of your phone lit up, when you checked it was a text from BamBam, 'Hey babe, just finished practice! Want to do something?’

You couldn’t bring yourself to respond, you felt hot tears burn your face again as you ignored the text. Ten minutes later another one followed, 'Hey, you okay? It’s not like you not to respond. I’m going back to the dorm if you want to come over.’ Again you didn’t respond and fifteen minutes later another text, 'Y/N, please answer me. I’m really worried…’ You turned your phone over and sighed, you just couldn’t bring yourself to answer him, you felt like you didn’t deserve to talk to him.


'Why aren’t they responding, they always answers in a few minutes..’ Bam thought as he helplessly stared at his texts. That’s when he decided to check social media, he was shocked at the hostile comments and knew you had seen them. “Oh no.. No,no..” He muttered to himself and ran to Mark’s room and knocked frantically.

“What?” Mark opened the door, annoyance clear on his face before seeing the young boy so distraught. “What’s wrong?”

“I need you to drive me to Y/N’s place!” He almost yelled out of a mixture of panic and anger.

“Yeah, yeah I can,” the older boy stuttered at the question, “Why?”

To answer he simply held up his phone with the horrible comments and stated, “She’s not responding and I’m guessing she’s read these. I have to make sure she’s okay.”


You had just stopped crying again when you heard a knock on your door followed by Bam’s panicked voice, “Y/N? Are you in there? Please let me in.”

You didn’t have the energy to get up from the couch, but you did sit up and call, “It’s unlocked, you can come in.” Your voice was strained from crying.

He burst through the door and ran to the couch sitting down beside you, “Why didn’t you respond to my texts? Are you okay? You’ve been crying.” The last sentence wasn’t a question as he looked at your red, puffy eyes and the tears still present on your face.

“Why did you choose me? You could find someone so much better than me, why me? You could date anyone you wanted, models, other idols, actors, but you chose a nobody. Why? Why did you fall for me? I’m nothing special.” You rambled off your thoughts so quickly you were surprised he even caught any of it. You had started to cry again and you couldn’t bring yourself to look at your boyfriend, so you stared at your hands in your lap.

He took your hands in his and gently pleaded, “Look at me. Y/N, please look at me.” When you refused to look up he released one of your hands and lifted your chin to look at his face. His dark eyes were glistening with tears and you could see the hurt on his face. He moved his hand from your face and took ahold of your hand again.

“You want to know why I chose you? Why I fell for you?” He asked before explaining, “I fell for you because you could see the real me, not the me everyone thinks they know. I’m seen as the guy who can’t stop dabbing, the guy who can never be serious, that member of Got7 that’s a walking meme. Nobody ever took me seriously, they saw me as an idol who loved to be goofy. But you were different, you didn’t treat me differently because I was an idol. When we first met you didn’t assume I was this goofy guy, instead you asked about my personal life and learned about the real me. You’re the first person to do that other than my family and the other guys. I don’t want a model, an actor, or an idol- I want you. You’re my rock that grounds me, you’re there for me no matter what, so don’t you dare say you’re a nobody. You can’t say you’re not special either, you’re the most kind, smart, funny, easygoing, and trustworthy person I know. THAT’S why I fell for you, THAT’S why I chose you, THAT’S why I love you,” He squeezed your hands tightly as some tears fell.

You were crying as well and took your hands from his to tightly hug him. He embraced you as you tucked your head in his chest and cried, “I love you too, Bammie. I’m sorry about all of this, it’s just those fans comments got to me…”

“You don’t need to apologize, you’re human and have emotions that will always be valid. And those nasty comments may come from so called 'fans’, but the real fans are the ones who support us, not try and tear us down.”

You nodded as he planted a kiss on top of your head. You looked up at him and mustered a smile, “Thank you.”

“We’ll get through this together,” He stated, returning the smile and squeezing you a bit tighter.

Originally posted by chattyang

Here In My Arms

I have been posting way more than I should have today. But, here is the last post I’m making for the night. Yay. So, let’s dive in.

When we last left off, REUNION. AND IT WAS BEAUTIFUL.

Title drop. And Aaron’s first lines of the season.

Aphmau, Its not your fault!

All of these lines are killing me. This is so beautiful.

Plot twist: the entire episode is just them hugging each other on the beach.

No one can describe the emotion coming from this scene.

Good friend squad is now worry squad.

Can I nominate Lucinda for Mom friend?

Same Zane.

GARROTH, don’t go in the bathroom! THE CAT’S OUT OF THE BAG.


NO DUH HE LOOKS FAMILIAR. I wonder how everyone will react to him being on the island. I wonder who else is there…

Wait what? Aw, little ear wiggle.

Irony is that both of them were having anxiety over the same problem. Their species. Ladies and gentlemen, this is the key to a good relationship: COMMUNICATION.

That’s cute! He listens to her voice every night.

Face touches.

Kiss the girl.

AARON’S FACE. AND HIS EARS. They all be blushes!

I love them. I love their relationship.

Happy moments are good moments.


Was Kawaii~Chan sleeping in the bathtub?


Zane you’re a horrible liar.

“Oh crap, he’s using his brain.”


You jealous, Zane?

Garroth, that’s kinda creepy.

That was too close. Kawaii~Chan is going to get caught by the end of the season. That’s going to be awkward.

Kawaii~Chan, you have no way of getting home.

Aw, Zane. You do have a heart. That was sweet.

I do not want to know what she just saw.

Melissa ships it.

Aphmau stop losing your phone.

They’re back~

Melissa and Kawaii~Chan should meet each other.

Fireside cuddles?

This day keeps getting better and better. I finished my last final, I PASSED my final (which I was surprised to get a B. I suck at that class.) And Then now I got this.

This episode was both funny and sweet. And we got to see another character from Phoenix Drop High! I wonder what Blaze is doing at Starlight. Is he on vacation? Does he work there?

Aarmau reunion has finished. My ance has cleared, my anxiety has lessened and I am happy. I love the guys over at Blue Jay Studios.

Interview… date? - Sebastian Stan (Part 2)

(Part 1)   (Masterlist)

N/A: Yay, I’m finally back with what I’ve promised to you guys! 

Your career was rising fast. In a blink of your eyes, you were receiving invitations to go on interviews, parties, runway shows… And you got, even more, work to do. Being recognized by your characters was a wonderful feeling. You were having the best moment of your life, of course, the fame was a good thing so was the money. But what made you happy was the fact that you could finally act. You smiled happily when someone asked to take a picture with you, giggling without a real answer after a young girl wondered if you would go on a date with Sebastian Stan. How could you answer her when you didn’t know if what happened that day was only to the program? Alright, you shouldn’t be thinking about this while you’re walking around New York. You were there to relax before starting filming a new movie. So you should focus on relaxing. Delusional affairs and old crush later. Or never. Anyway. You shook your head and sighed. Your manager was already staring at you skeptically. She knew. Ignoring her, you got into a Starbucks and looked for the most hidden table, knowing she would follow. After ordering and getting the drinks and food, your manager finally sat beside you. Smirking at your direction while you took a sip of your coffee.

You frowned, resting your mug at the table before snorting annoyed “What?

“Did you know that Sebastian Stan posted on his Instagram that he saw your drama movie?” she answered victorious, taking a bite of one of her cookies.

“Are you trying to make fun of me?” you whisper-yelled at your manager, why you thought that would be a good thing to make her your best friend? You could feel the heat rising to your cheeks.

“No! I know how you feel about him. And I think that he really wants to go out with you.” she stated after finishing her cookies. “You should watch his movie. In fact, you should post something telling that you’re going to watch it!”

“What? No! I can’t do that!” you hissed, looking around before staring at her again. “Are you insane?”

“He already dropped the hint, (Y/N). You just need to take it.” you looked away, deep inside you knew she was right. Sebastian watched your movie as he said that he’d do. Now you needed to make a move too.

You nibbled your fingernail while staring at your phone screen. It had been almost 30 minutes and you haven’t decided whether or not to press the Instagram ‘share’ button. You had taken a photo sitting in the huge hotel bed holding a ticket to the last film of Captain America. Writing ‘Better late than never. I’m looking forward to Friday night! #Ican’tchooseateam #civilwar’ in the caption, you were silently praying for nothing to go wrong.

“Why are you still zoning out?” your manager’s voice sounded from the door making you squeal in surprise and almost fall off the bed. She came closer and grabbed your phone, hitting 'share’ without thinking twice.

You scowled, getting up from the mattress so you could get your phone back “I hate you.”

“No, you love me.” she hummed, smiling satisfied before pointing toward your phone “This will work. You know that fans can be a creepy help, they’ll find out every single detail about your ticket. They’ll make that work, even if they think otherwise.”

“What do you mean?” you frowned, sometimes you were afraid of the speed that your best friend's mind worked.

Alright. That’s it. It was finally Friday night. You were wearing a casual red dress, All Stars, and a military jacket. You loved to wear those fancy clothes at the official events, but at your daily life, your taste was more simple. The cinema wasn’t so crowded when you finally managed to sit on your chair. Chewing your popcorn as you tried in vain to not think about the ridiculous plan. You avoided your social media after posting the photo, you were too afraid to see all the comments or get your hopes to high while waiting for some answer from him. You thought to yourself, even if Sebastian didn’t show up, the film would be awesome. There is nothing bad to go alone to watch a movie, right? You bit your lower lip, your popcorn was already forgotten while you were lost in thought.

“Excuse me, can I sit here?” a husky voice call your attention, making you jump a little on your sit and the man chuckled “Sorry, I didn’t want to scare you.”

“Oh, it’s okay-” you stopped talking abruptly as your eyes stared at the man beside you. Your heartbeat increased as you smiled shyly “Hello, Sebastian.”

“I can’t believe that you got inside without me.” he grinned at you, sitting by your side and reaching out to hold your hand. “I thought that we had a date?”

Biting your lip again, you tried to contain a smile as you intertwined your fingers with his. You stayed in silence for a brief moment before whispering “Do you really wanna have a date with me?”

“If you allow me to kidnap you and take you to a secret place, yes.” he whispered back, smiling a boyish smile and ignoring the fact that the movie already started.

“Let’s say, hypothetically, I let you kidnap me… Where would you take me?“ raising an eyebrow, you tried not to show how his smile was affecting you.

“Does it really matter?” taking the popcorn from your other hand and placing at the empty chair, Sebastian stood up from his chair and pulled you with him. You giggled softly, he already knew your answer.

It was already late at night, but you didn’t care. You’ve never thought that one day you’d be walking around with Sebastian Stan. You’ve never thought that Sebastian Stan would be hugging you and stealing bites from your ice cream. Your date seemed out of a romance movie, but you didn’t care either. You were so happy and comfortable with him. It was so cliché that you were afraid that everything was just a dream. 

“You know,” Sebastian hummed, moving a little so he could hug you from behind as you two stared at the stars from the bridge. “I’m so glad that we did that interview together. I’m glad that you accepted to go out with me.”

“Stop it, you’re making me blush.” you giggled shyly, hiding your cheeks with your hands as you felt yourself blushing. Sebastian laughed softly before kissing your shoulder.

“I’m serious here, (Y/N).” he stated almost in a whisper, you turned around and leaned your hands on his chest, staring his blue eyes before glancing his lips. “Can I kiss you?”

Please.” you didn’t want sound desperate, but damn it, how should you answer him? He was your old crush and he wanted to really kiss you. He smiled relieved, lowering his face and holding your cheek with one of his hands so he could seal your lips in a tender kiss. His arm was still around your waist when Sebastian pulled you even more against him. Deepening the kiss as you sighed and wrapped your arms around his neck. It felt so perfect. But soon both of you broke the kiss because you needed air.

Sebastian kissed your forehead, smiling like a little kid before giving you a quick peck on your lips. “Can I see you tomorrow?”

“Yes.” you giggled shyly.

“Can I see you the day after tomorrow?” he hummed pleased, hugging you tight and taking you from the ground.

“Also yes.” you laughed, hiding your face on his shoulder as he spun around slightly.

“Can I see you the whole week? And after that?” Sebastian put you on the ground and stared at you intently.

“You already know the answer, Stan.” you giggled, kissing his lips with passion and biting his lower lip. He allowed you get out off of his arms before he quickly hugged you back.

“You really know how to win your man.” he whispered into your ear and for a moment you forgot how to breathe. “Yes, you heard it right. You got me damn fast, but I’m pretty glad about that.”

anonymous asked:

hi! for those of us who weren't able to watch the livestream could you tell us in what order all the Larry stuff happened on stage last night? Like did the group hug when Louis put his hand on Harry's hip come after THE hug? And when did the cute messed up bow thing happen? I am seeing so many gifs but have no mental timeline. (Also this is more subjective but -- in your opinion do you think the larry hug was planned ? i can't decide what i think) Thank you!! Sorry this is so long! xx

Not a long ask, but this is a long answer!

My very grateful THANK YOU!! to the person who made it possible to hear the last OTRA show live! When the crowd screamed I was like, “Was that blur Louis and Harry?!?!! Did Louis and Harry HUG?!?!!??” so I didn’t get a conclusive visual until I saw it on Tumblr, lol.

Anyway. Presenting, in order, HUGS! BOWS!

Act My Age (featuring conga line and endless jigging) xx

What Makes You Beautiful:

(Do I want to think Louis grabbed Harry’s ass at the end? Yes. Do I think he actually did? Probably not. Do I think Liam accidentally goosed Harry? Possibly! Do I think it’s funny that Harry then grabbed Niall’s ass? Yes!)  xx

Niall’s speech:  “Touring is the best part of what we do, and I think that’s why it’s a little bit emotional for us tonight…we’re obviously gonna miss it. I’d like to thank the boys, the three other boys for – having me! (laughs) I’ve had a great time, boys, I love you very much – thank you!”   {{group hug!}}   xx   xx

Then, Drag Me Down, the last song! Afterward, all the hugs.  xx

Hey, check out that great shot on the big screen!

xx  (yay!!!!)


(Oh! We’re doing a second one!)


As for whether Louis and Harry planned to hug, all I can really say is if they’d planned NOT to hug, they wouldn’t have! If they’d planned NOT to stand next to each other during the final bow, they wouldn’t have…. so yeah, I think they likely planned to embrace. :)

(all gifs mine)


Originally posted by magconboys26

  • Summary: Madison deserved the fight she got
  •  A/N:This isnt as good as i hoped
  • Wordcount:856

Today Johnson is forcing me to go on a double date with Gilinsky and Madison. YAY *note the sarcasm*

See here’s the things about Madison and I. I’m a bitch and say it as it is and she is … well I don’t want to say fake but.. fake. Anyways she knows now not to mess with me, after what happen last time.


‘y/n Madison,Madison y/n’ G introduced us. I , being the normal person I am , checked her out but not in that way. 'Fake fake and fake’ I thought to myself 'Y/N!’ Johnson, my boyfriend of two years, said chuckling. 'What?’ I Asked. 'You said that out loud’ Oops. I looked at Madison and saw her trying to intimidate me with a glare, keyword trying. 'Sorry, JUST KIDDING!’ Then she lunged at me. Bad move Madison. Bad. move. she grabbed hair and started pulling. I stomped on her foot with my 5 inch heel causing her to let go and yelp out in pain the I scratched the side of her face,drawing blood. Finally I stood up deciding she learned not to fuck with me. Johnson had a huge smile on his face and said '1-0’ Gilinsky on the hand was not as happy but was impressed, he didn’t know I could fight. That was the last time Madison tried to mess with me. But that was a year ago.
//flashback over//

'Madison’ I Greeted somewhat kindly

'y/n’ She spat. This bitch.
I looked over at J cause he must of known what I was thinking. Because he rapidly shook his head no. I sighed and listened to him, this time.

All throughout the night she said stupid shit about me then she said something that really hit bugged me.

'Johnson why are you even with her, shes not talented’- Bitch what Im a professional dancer and you just stand and sing ’-and she looks like well, herself’.

'at least i don,t look like a Kardashian wanna be’

'ugh Jacky are going to let her talk to me like that’

'Yes he is’ i said glaring at Gilinsky. Gilinsky knows not to mess with me i already broke his arm…twice and that was just for eating my damn Oreos.

'Sorry’ i heard him whisper to her

'hey Madison why don’t you stand up and come over outside with me real quick’ I said standing up i gave Johnson the usual look and let him know ill be done in about 2 minutes

Madison and i make it towards the parking lot

'Okay hoe you can get one free swing go ahead’

She slapped me,like the bitch she is.

Then i decked her right in her weird ass nose. It broke instantly then i kneed her in her stomach. Shes now unconscious

Johnsons pov

'Is Madison going to end up fine’ jack asked me worriedly.’ not at all’ i said looking at my watch its been about a minute. 'Go get the med kit and bring it to the parking lot’ i said to him. This happens quite often so i know what to expect. There will be a lot of blood and because y/n hasn’t been in a fight in about a month which is the longest time ever then there should also be at least some broken bones.

we get to the parking lot and i see Madison on the ground and y/n leaning against the building wall on her phone posting selfies. I saw her take a picture of Madison,probably going to make it her screen saver because she has been waiting for a long time to hurt her.

y/n saw us and said 'ill be in the car’

Gilinsky bandaged Madison up and carried her to his car and drove off i got in the driver seat and drove home

When we got home i looked at y/n.'you know you have to apologize’

Y/n being the sarcastic and stubborn girl she is replied with a 'absolutely not’ what the hell am i going to do with her

she went to the bathroom to clean the blood off her hands. when she got back she sat next to me on the bed and turned to look at me and asked in all seriousness ’ Do you think Gilinsky is going to call the cops on me?’ “ of course not babe’ i answered 'good I don’t think I would want animal abuse on my record’ she said and gave me a kiss and layed down. I got a text from g

g-i took mads to the hospital they said she broke her nose and somehow three ribs

j- sorry man but you know y/n

g- yeah i hate to say it but Madison deserved it

j- lol night bro


'since i know you want to know Madison has 3 broken ribs and a broken nose ’ i said smiling because i was actually proud. oh no y/n is starting to corrupt me. eh who cares my baby girl can kick some ass. Before i went to sleep i heard her say a little'yes’ to herself. god i love her.

plus size series: michael (pt.2)

Your ears were still buzzing from the music in the front row. That was the first time you’d ever been that close to any celebrity in your life, and it was him. Your hands were shaking as security lead you backstage, your bestfriend clung to your arm and giggled, she looked more excited that you felt. She had to put up with your whining about Michael for the entire time you’d been talking to him and she was beyond happy that the two of you were finally going to be together after all this time. You turned the corner and bumped straight into a broad shouldered blonde. 

 "Well hey, Michael’s in there, pacing.“ He smiled and gave you a one armed hug. "Nice to finally meet you, I was skeptical at first, but I see how happy you make him. Thank you for that." 

He gave you another full hug this time before stalking off down the hallway and jumping on Calum’s back. Calum waved for your bestfriend to come with them for a drink which she automatically agreed to. 

 "I’m so happy for you. Have fun, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” She winked and kissed you on the cheek before running down the hallway to meet the two rowdy boys. Your heart raced as you walked closer to the dressing room door. But another blonde got in your way. 

 "Oh my god yay!! You’re here!! Welcome to the club, let’s hangout soon!“ Bryana hugged you tightly and Ashton smiled from behind her, you gave him a small wave and turned into the room. He was pacing back and forth tossing his phone in the air and catching it, fiddling with his bracelets. You cleared your throat and he turned towards you, his face lighting up like a kid on Christmas.

 "Hey there rockstar.” You smirked and you ran towards each other like a movie, his arms wrapping around you so tight you could barely breathe, but you didn’t care because it was finally happening. The feeling that you’d craved for the two years, you’d ached to feel his arms around you during every Skype call, wondering how it would feel, and now you knew.

“I can’t believe you’re here. You’re really here. You’re even more beautiful how is that even possible? What the hell-” He rambled and you cut him off by placing a soft kiss on his lips. “You don’t know how many times I’ve imagined this.” He rested his forehead on yours and closed his eyes, both of you taking in the moment. 

“2 whole years it’s been. That’s a hell of a long time to want to kiss someone.”

 "You’re here. Like actually here. I can touch you.“ He ran his fingers down your arm, sending chills up your spine. "And kiss you.” He placed a kiss on your forehead, then nose, then cheek, then finally on your lips. 

“You’re a lot cheesier in person, I don’t know if this is going to work out.” You smiled and he scoffed.

“Shut up and kiss me more.” He placed another kiss on your lips and you ran your fingers through his hair.

“So cute I’m going to barf.” Luke said, him, Calum and your bestfriend stood in the doorway.

“Get lost.” Michael whined and engulfed you in another hug, your face pressed into his chest. 

“We just wanted to say hi.” Calum said innocently, batting his eyelashes. 

 "No you wanted to eavesdrop and be annoying.“ You could see Michael was actually angry and not just joking around.

 "Michael it’s okay…we’ve got all night.” You whispered in his ear and he swallowed, you watched his adams apple slowly rise and fall. Secretly you did with that you could have the entire evening alone with him, but you didn’t want to be rude. At least you were with him, that was all that mattered. 

“Actually, Calum, Luke and I are gonna umm..” Your bestfriend trailed off and her cheeks went red. You raised an eyebrow at her and she giggled. “We’re gonna go get some drinks, they wanted to stay here and bug you but I protested.” You mouthed a thank you at her and Michael’s grip tightened around you. She smiled and leaned into Calum’s side, blushing deeper than ever. You smirked and looked up at Michael. “Ok bye lovebirds.” 

“Am I now considered a matchmaker or what?” You laughed.

“They’ve been talking for months now, I’m the one who gave him her number, so technically I’m the matchmaker.” 

“If I hadn’t posted a picture of her and I on instagram then he never would have even known she existed.” You challenged and he chuckled. 

“Okay that’s true, you win cupid. Now, what do you wanna do?” 

“Be with you.” He kissed the top of your head and intertwined your fingers. 

“That can be arranged.” He smiled. “I have a surprise for you at the hotel anyways.” He tugged your hand down the hallway and the two of you giggled and chatted about everything on the ride to the hotel. You couldn’t keep your hands or eyes off of eachother, his fingers constantly tapping on your thigh or his hand tangled in yours. He was even more mesmerizing in person, his eyes sparkled brighter and his lips pinker. His voice softer and sweeter, like music to your ears. You layed with your head on his lap in the back of the van, watching him get excited when talking to you about things he’d seen on tour that reminded him of you. His hands now combing through your hair, you hadn’t realized that you’d been silent for the last 5 minutes. “You okay?” His eyebrows furrowed and his lip twitched. 

“Mhm, I’m perfect. I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.” You reassured him and he leaned down and kissed you. “Ok Romeo. What’s this ‘surprise’ you speak of?” 

“It’s called a surprise for a reason.” He smirked as you fiddled with the bracelet you sent him for Christmas. The car rolled up beside the hotel and the two of you rushed into the hotel, sneaking past a group of fans at the door. “Close your eyes.”

“No.” You pouted.

“Fine.” He huffed and moved behind you, placing his hands over your eyes so you couldn’t see. Your heart was pounding and you were scared that he might even be able to feel it. You both stumbled into the hotel room. “Okay, you can look now.” He whispered and removed his hands. Layed on the bed were multiple things, a giant teddy bear that you groaned about wanting when you saw the one he bought for Taylor Swift’s birthday. You walked towards the bed to get a better look at the other things. 4 CD’s with different labels on them, listen when you miss me, listen when you really want this D, you laughed and kept reading, listen when you feel like the distance is too much, listen when you want to feel like we’re together. You sniffed away a tear and picked up a notebook with your name on the front, you opened the first page and it was the picture your sister had taken of you on the beach. The caption underneath saying “101 reasons that I fell insanely inlove with you..” You turned around and wrapped your arms around Michael, letting your tears soak his tshirt. They were happy tears, the happiest tears you’d ever shed in your life. “I love you.” You said into his chest.

“I love you too. Now open the last one.” He smiled and kissed your forehead. You picked up a small blue envelope and opened it, 1 plane ticket to Australia was inside. You looked up at him with a confused look on your face. “You know Mum has been wanting to meet you for ages….tour’s over in a couple weeks and I figured it would be nice if you could come stay with me for a month. You’ll be done school and we could just spend time together and it will be amazing.” 

“A month? Michael..I can’t, I have work..”

“I may or may not have already talked to your boss about that…”

“My rent? I can’t just-”

“Umm…I may or may not have already given your landlord the month’s rent.”

“That’s too much.. Michael this is too much..I’ll pay you back, obviously.”

“Okay. As long as you’ll agree to come. Please y/n…I’ve already thought of everything, I just..really want to be with you for more than 2 days at a time. It’s going to be hell now that I’ve finally met you, touched you, kissed you…to stay away from you for so long.” You could tell by the tone of his voice that he was trying not to cry, which only made you start crying even more. “Look, this is never going to be a normal relationship. I’m not going to be able to be there for you all the time, and cuddle you when you’re sad. Or take you on cute dates to the pumpkin patch or ice skating. This is going to be hard, and I want to know…now..if you’re willing to do this with me then-” You cut him off with a kiss for the second time that day. 

“Of course Michael, of course I’m willing to do this with you. You’re the only one who has ever made me feel this way, and I love you. I don’t care if this relationship may be unconventional, or hard. Life is hard. But it’s worked for 2 years so far, and now I can’t imagine my life without you in it.” You wiped the tears from your cheeks and turned around, picking up one of the CD’s and placing it in his hand. “Can we play this one now?”  He looked down at the CD and smirked, snaking his arm around your waist. 

“I knew you’d play this one the most.” 

“Fuck offff.” You laughed. 

“Bitches always want the D.” 

“Michael you’re ruining it.” You whined. “Just put the damn CD on and shut up.”

“As you wish babe.” 

As an Attendee of DashCon, I'd Like to Clear Up Some Rumors

All info provided here is either taken directly from what I heard from management when they discussed these issues, what I heard from other panel members, what I heard from Night Vale members, or from what I saw/experienced myself.

#1: The BDSM panel let minors in.

This is completely untrue. The con staff was extremely diligent about checking not only wristbands, but IDs to prove real ages for all attendees coming to 18+ panels. Also, I’d like to add this rumor started hours before the panel even happened.

#2 There was no security.

Also false, as there was plenty. Some people at Dash Con may not have been aware there was security, since many of them were dressed in suits so they would not intimidate the younger crowd members. But I can say, I saw plenty of security.

#3 The vendor room was mysteriously empty.

Absolutely not. The room was filled to the brim with a plethora of INCREDIBLE artists of all ages, and their art was in no way over priced. It was pretty normal if not cheap, pricing. I’d also like to add how grateful I am for the kindness the artists all seemed to have. They were all open, friendly, and happy to answer any questions we had. I actually came late to a couple panels from being so engrossed in conversation with some of the comic makers!

#4 Dash con was all straight, white girls in flower crowns screaming about feminism then going to a homoerotic subtext panel

Well, no. As someone who identifies as queer myself, I can vouch for the fact that there were many people who identified all over the LGBTQIAP+ spectrum. Though yes, the con was primarily female and white, and I do hope at future Dash Cons we see a greater diversity. (And I did speak to some other attendees who, while agreeing the con was primarily white, felt the con was actually more diverse than some other conventions they’d been to in the past). But I  I did not hear any form of exclusionary statements from the crowd, as they (as I will go into detail later) were EXTREMELY friendly and open. If anyone at the con did experience discrimination that I wasn’t aware of, I am so sorry that happened, that is not okay.

I’d also like to touch on the “feminists at homoerotic subtext panels” comment. The crowd was primarily feminist, but the homoerotic subtext panel is not what it was portrayed to be. It was not, “yay, johnlock and destiel!”, it was more “fuck queerbaiting and lack of POC representation.”

#5 Dashcon members were rude to staff

Actually, many staff members seemed to find DashCon quite friendly. They socialized with the con members, going on about their fandoms, and took pictures with various cosplayers. I know some online said the late night singing could be seen as stressing out staff, and I agree. But also keep in mind at the time we were all rallied in a single room that was far away from the actual hotel, and  caught up in this desperate fear the convention would end paired with anger at the upper management (not that this is an excuse if we did stress out any hotel staff though). Our management also made it clear we should NOT get angry at hotel staff for what happened, since this was indeed in no way their fault. We listened. And again, if there were in fact any hotel staff who did experience harassment, or felt stressed out by the singing I am so sorry that happened.

#6 The ball pit and game room were terrible.

Actually yeah that statement’s a fact no matter how you look at it.

#7 The con lied about the number of attendees to look better

When  asked about this at the final meeting, management said they were too busy with everything else to even try and give a count beforehand. When right afterwards asked about how many people they management team estimates came simply by what they saw looking around, they guessed maybe around 1,000 showed up.

And, of course, the big ones:

#8 The con was scamming $17,000 out of the attendees

The con staff were not scam artists, they were just extremely naive. Basically what happened was the hotel made an oral agreement saying that they’d be okay if management paid their bills over the course of the 3 days. But then, on Friday, upper hotel management pulled one of our management team into a room and said they wanted $20,000 by 10:00 that night or the convention was cancelled. The staff then proceeded to spend the entire day trying to come up with alternate plans (I’d like to add that banks do not give loans to organizations like this that are under 3 years old), and as a very last resort asked the attendees. They made it extremely clear at multiple panels that they did not see this money as donations, but as loans. They even created a list for people who paid in cash, going off an honor system almost anyone could abuse, so they could pay us back. I’ll be honest, when they talked about how the whole paypal thing worked I got a little confused by what they were saying, so cannot provide the best information on that. I’d try reaching out to other con members if you’re curious. The letter posted online that was dated July 12th was a letter put together at 1 AM Saturday to say the money was paid, not a letter given to management before the fiasco. Basically, my take is, we’ll know if this is a scam if attendees don’t get their money back. If that’s the case, then I’ll be pissed off too.

I’d also like to add, as naive as the management was about the situation, why aren’t more of us blaming the hotel? It’s true they had every legal right to do what they did, but it was still a very low blow, as they literally were fine with letting down our many attendees.

#9 Not really a myth, but here’s an explanation of Night Vale

Basically what happened was the crew of Night Vale said they wanted the money up front. Apparently paypal was not working, so management asked to quickly run to the bank so they could get the money to pay them. The most nearby ATM that would allow them to dispense all the money they needed was at the nearby Woodfield Mall, which would have been about a 20 minute drive their and back. The Night Valecrew denied the offer, and left. Now, after everything else that went wrong, I can sympathize with the crew of Night Vale in being lenient in accepting that offer, especially after all the financial problems that had happened before and since they paid for their flight and hotel out of pocket. 

But I will admit, as a HUGE Night Vale fan myself, I’m a bit upset they’d let the fans down, especially since many people traveled to this convention primarily, if not only, to see the live show. Still, I do not hold a grudge, and recognize the crew does hope to come back to Chicago, and are still a wonderfully dark and hilarious show that runs off donations and has FANTASTIC representation of many communities. This incident should NOT discourage anyone from continuing to listen to the show, donate, etc. I’ll also add that our management said they feel the exact same way. They also say they will be working to refund anyone who paid for reserved space in advance. Again, I will be VERY upset with management if they do not go through with this. Still, I am so sorry to anyone and everyone who had to wait 3 hours in line for the Live Show.

#10 DashCon was a complete failure

Absolutely not. There were definitely some overly ambitious and naive management members that led to some pretty big mistakes, but management’s errors were not the whole con. I cannot BELIEVE how LOVING the atmosphere was. Everyone I met was extremely friendly, open, and easy to talk to, including the fabulous artists and panelists. Though I’m not an avid con-goer myself, many I talked to who are said they found it to be the friendliest, most polite crowd they’d ever met. There was  no cosplay harassment (staff enforced the “cosplay with consent” and attendees listened, and there were no “you’re a hack!” comments floating around), and really no negativity towards anyone at the convention, besides of course our anger at the issues that went down at hthe convention. I wish more people could have experienced that loving vibe.

In summary, I know myself and many others at Dashcon found this convention to be a wonderful experience we hope to see continued, though next time with MUCH better planning. And my personal touch: hopefully next year we see some more non-fan art tumblr artists. Fandom art is wonderful and extremely important and I’m glad they all were there and hope to continue to see them, but I know plenty of my fellow non-fan art tumblr artists would really love to have a place to to display and sell their work too! :)

Thank you for taking the time to read my post! Have a lovely day!

Losing Her (part 3)- Peter Parker x Reader

A/N: Yay! The conclusion to Losing Her is finally here! I want to say thanks so much to everyone for all the likes on my last post holy wow I couldn’t of asked for more. To get into writing this final part I was listening to Fitzpleasure by alt-J for the fight scenes and All I Want by Kodaline for the ending! And now, Losing Her part 3! Thanks to all who followed and enjoyed this story! :)

POV: Peter Parker/Spiderman

Part One         Part Two

Originally posted by teamunderoos

I made my way through New York silently aiming my webs at roof tops, allowing my self to swing above the streets. It took a while to find the place, but the smell gave it away. The air around the shabby abandoned building was tainted with the scent of booze and cigars. How stupid were these guys, all meeting in one place, practically setting them selves up for the cops? I shook my head landing quietly on a building above the scene. 

Below me a group of villains leaned against the brick wall no doubt comparing tattoos and laughing about how many crimes they committed this week. I felt something building in my chest as I glared down, crouched in the shadows, it was pure anger, the days of waiting, of looking, the days without her were driving me crazy and now I was so close. Don’t get me wrong I tried to think rationally about how to confront these guys I mean they were twice my size and I was out numbered six to one outside of the club, who knew how many were actually in the place, but suddenly none of it mattered. I swung down landing right in front of the men and stood to face them. At first they were caught by surprise, but they recovered quickly stepping towards me reaching for knives or guns or whatever they had on them. I however, was not in the mood. 

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Prince!Michael Pt. 10


This is a submitted series by a writer who wished to stay anonymous, so I will be transferring their submissions to text posts yay! I just wanted to make it known that this work is not mine, and all credits go to the original author that decided to submit their series to my blog. Enjoy!

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Jungkook Runaway!AU

Originally posted by comfyjimin

i’ve been kinda down lately and i wanna escape life with my special cinnamon roll so here’s a lil’ something ❥ (btw this is my first time posting my short fics here so ;-; it might suck but i’ll get better ^^ feedback is appreciated!)

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: fluffyfluffyfluff

word count: 1 ,186 (i wanted to stop writing but i couldn’t)

warnings: nothing really, just swearing?

“Y/N, what’s wrong with you?” Jungkook said, as he noticed how quiet you were on a pretty evening like today.

You just shrugged, hoping your hair covered your face like how it does with other girls.

Jungkook sighed, reading your mind entirely. “Is it your parents, well, life again?” He asked, as he paid full attention to you. You noticed this of course, which was a first. Jungkook usually never pays attention to your rants about life and society, how conceited and dumb people are in this planet, how horrible school is and how much you’re failing biology and calculus, and worst of all, your parents, who really never gave a shit about who you were anymore.

“Will you be surprised if it was? I seriously hate my life right now. Nothing’s going as I really hoped life would become. No one likes me. My efforts to get better are not even paying off.” You ranted on, quickly rubbing a forming tear off your eye with your sleeve.

Jungkook just looked at you, concern washing all over his face. “You really think no one likes you?” He asks, kind of looking hurt, but he tried to keep a straight face as he grabbed your hand. “Look at me, Y/N.” He said. You looked a bit surprised as he never seemed so serious for all the years that you’ve known him. Your eyes fell down to his hand holding yours tightly, a confused feeling attacking your chest.

“What would you do, if you know, I told you I loved you?” He asked with a bit hesitation, still holding your hand quite tightly. Your cheeks flushed red at the thought of him.. being more as a friend. As you looked at him, about to answer, you looked at his eyes and realized how beautifully brown they were, and then to his lips which were just as beautiful. 

“I, I would like it..” You say without thinking, not until you saw his lips curve up into a smirk and a handsome laugh blessed your ears. Your eyes widened a bit. “Nono! I mean..” You ran out of words to say, as he finished off his last bits of laughter. He smiled as he looked up at the night sky, being about 11:00pm.

“You like me, right? Cause I like you. A lot. I could be a dick sometimes but you’re my friend, so-”

“Yes, I like you.” You interrupted him. A goofy smile escaped his lips as his eyes crinkled adorably.

“Y/N, let’s date.” He said without a moment of thinking, as he bore his eyes into yours.

You looked at him in surprise. Like a lightning bolt, all your worries spilled out of your mouth immediately. “But Jungkook.. what about my parents, and also school, and what people are gonna say, and-” 

“Y/N, is that something you really wanna think about right now? We’re young. Let’s run away together. Let’s be happy without all your stress weighing you down. I don’t wanna hear you ramble about your discontent with life, when we could just run and be happy. I would definitely wanna do that with you, and only you.” He confessed all at once, a smile appearing on his gorgeous face.

“And then what?” You asked, a bit curious of what he has in mind for your big “runaway”.

“And then, we’ll get married.”

You really didn’t think Jeon Jungkook was in love with you. In full blossom love with you. You really thought he saw you as another friend he can tease, another person to hang out with to pass the boring evenings. Jeon Jungkook would sneak by your balcony each night just to have a nice conversation before going to sleep.

And you were definitely sure of your conclusions.

After sneaking back into your bedroom, taking a few jackets with you and a backpack full of pocket money, snacks, water bottles, and other needs, Jungkook was already pulling you into his car to start the big “runaway”. He started up the engine, and he mindlessly started driving through Seoul. 

“So we’re a thing now?” You asked, as you took out a bag of chips.

“Pretty much. What’s our nicknames now? Do I call you Jagiya?” He teased cutely, as you hit him on the shoulder.

You checked your phone only to be spammed by 20 calls from your parents and a few texts, saying “Y/N WHERE ARE YOU?” “Y/N YOU BETTER BE BACK BY 11:24 PM OR I’M GONNA KILL YOU!” 

You chuckled as you looked at the time. It was 12:45 AM. Too late now, huh? 

You sighed in content, you finally felt free, you finally felt like responsibility has been left behind.

“Let’s splurge.” Jungkook said, as he stopped the car at the nearest convenience store. You were right behind him, as you took your backpack and went inside.

Jungkook picked up 2 cups of Ramen noodles and placed them in the microwave before you could protest. “Let’s see who can eat their cup the quickest.” He said with gleaming confidence, as you totally forgot how competitive the little shit was.

“Sure, sure. What does the winner get?” You said, a smile appearing on your face.

“A kiss. And the loser will buy whatever the winner wants with their own money.” Jungkook said, as he smirked quietly.

“Wow. That first prize is so cliché.” You said with a sigh. Your ego isn’t as big as Jungkook’s, and that’s something both of you know.

“Not cliché enough to disinterest me.” Jungkook said with his crooked smile, as the microwave beeped loudly.

As Jungkook stirred up the noodles, I stole a glance at the sleepy store clerk, who was looking at us like we were stupid. In fact, we are. Not often do you see 2 lovestruck kiddos in a convenience store at approximately one in the morning. On a Wednesday. Having a ramen noodle eating competition.

Jungkook handed me a cup as he told me to count us off.

“okay. 3, 2.. WAIT, JUNGKOOK THAT’S NOT FAIR!” You shouted, as he already started eating at 3.

You moved your chopsticks and tried to eat at a faster rate than you usually do, but you were no match to the incredible golden Kookie, as you watched his hands pick up noodles with his chopsticks and shove them in his mouth faster than lightning can travel.

After a minute, his cup was already wiped clean, as he took a napkin and cleaned his face. You stared at him in awe, he was just so amazing. 

“Well, guess who won.” Jungkook smiled, as he slowly walked closer to you and you realized what he had to do. You tried to back away after each step he took but that was no use when he grabbed your shoulder and lightly pecked your lips. You looked down when you felt a blush arising in your cheeks, but Jungkook was obviously blushing too, as he turned his back to cover his face immediately after.

You could just feel the irritation that old store clerk was feeling, just looking at you two.

to be continued or nah? if you liked it in some way then please tell me in my ask box ;-; i was really hesitant about posting this so yeah ^^

angelthainguyen  asked:

can you do a modern au where eun owns a toy shop and soonduk and so own a martial arts center and hae soo is a famous beauty blogger?? idk how to weave these altogether but i just have these head canons?? (btw, the-wolf-puppy is my side-blog and i've been following and loving your writing and all your moon lovers posts!!)

I love your side blog! I’m pretty sure I’ve liked every post on there haha Thanks for the prompt & enjoy! :) 

Of course with concealer, you always want to go a shade or two lighter than your actual skin tone, otherwise you’ll actually draw attention to your blemish. 

So I want to end this post with a final tip. If you have dry skin, try sticking with cream or stick concealer, and if you have normal or oily skin, go for the liquid! 

Thanks for reading and I’ll post again soon! \^o^/

Soo shut her laptop and stretched her arms, feeling the stress lift off her shoulders.  

She had been in a writing slump for a whole week, not knowing what to post on her blog. Not to mention, she was constantly receiving messages from her readers asking for another update. 

It wasn’t until she started experimenting with different types of concealers that she finally found something worth writing about. 

So’s scar had always made him a bit insecure, whether or not he liked to admit it. Whenever they’d go out, he always wore a hat or made an excuse to avoid crowded areas. 

One night, she offered to apply makeup on him.

So refused at first. He was too prideful and makeup was too “feminine”, but after much persuasion, she got him to agree.

“You can’t even tell,” she said. “Look!” 

She handed him the mirror and watched his eyes widen in surprise. It had been a long time since he was able to look at himself without staring at the wretched scar. 

“I guess it looks alright,” he mumbled. 

“Just alright?” she asked, snatching the mirror from him. She placed his face between her hands and smiled. “It looks great, So. Now we can actually go to the marketplace together and eat street food without you worrying about people staring at you. We can go to the park during the daytime!” 

“All you care about are dates dates dates,” he said, rolling his eyes.  

Soo frowned and let go of his face. She grabbed her makeup brushes and began placing them back into the bag, clearly upset by his reaction. 

Just as she began to walk away, So grabbed her arm and pulled her onto his lap. “I just meant,” he said, kissing her neck. “That I’d much rather spend my time with you here. Or more preferably, in my bed. Not surrounded by a bunch of strangers.” 

Soo tried to pull herself off him but he responded by tightening his hold on her. She began to laugh as he tickled her sides, his face still nuzzled against her neck. 

“This is amazing, Eun!” 

Soo stepped into the toy shop, So following behind her. She had dragged him from bed earlier that morning to come visit Eun. 

“It’s the grand opening. We have to go!” 

She spun around, amazed by all the toys and gadgets surrounding the store. Eun quickly stepped around the counter and pointed at a vintage slingshot in the display case.

“That’s my favorite,” he said, pulling it out. “It’s made exactly like how they were during the Goryeo era. Pretty cool, huh?” 

“Are you still a child?” So asked.

Soo elbowed him in the side. “What he means to say, is that this place looks great. We’re so excited for you.” 

“Hey So…your face! The scar’s gone,” Eun noted. 

“See? I told you!” she said, grinning up at him. So touched the side of his face but she quickly swatted his hand away. “You’ll mess it up if you keep touching it.” 

Eun’s face broke out in a grin as the front door opened. 

“You’re here!” he yelled out, quickly handing Soo the slingshot and rushing to the door. “I thought you had a class!” 

So turned and saw Soon Duk unwinding the scarf around her neck, her martial arts uniform peeking out under her coat. 

“Yeah, I thought you had a class,” So repeated. “I definitely don’t remember you having the day off.” 

“I had my father cover for me,” she explained. “He’s been wanting to teach a class.” 

“You’re father?” he scoffed. “I didn’t know he was in town…”

“Got in last night,” Eun said, taking his wife’s coat. 

“He meant to tell you but-” Soon Duk’s eyes widened when she saw So’s face, the scar nowhere in sight. “Your scar…”

“It’s amazing isn’t it?” Soo said, grabbing onto So’s hand. She knew he didn’t like all the attention and gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. “The power of makeup.” 

“Ah, speaking of makeup,” Soon Duk walked over to her and pointed at her face. “I need some more of your face masks, Soo. It’s getting so dry!” 

Soo offered to bring some by later that day and began walking around the store. She couldn’t believe how big a toy shop could really be until now. Eun really outdid himself. 

“How long are we staying here?” So asked, glancing around at all the toys. 

“We’ll leave in a little bit,” she said, pulling him behind a shelf of dolls. “But first…” 

Soo pushed him back into the wall and smiled up at him before placing a light kiss on his lips. When she pulled back, So stared down at her with amusement in his eyes.

“What was that for?” 

“For being such a trooper today,” she said, wrapping her arms around him. “I know you hate all the attention but you came out anyway.” 

“Well if you’re going to act like this all the time, maybe I should get out more…” 

Soo slapped him on the arm but continued to rest her head against his chest. 

Bing bing! 

Soo pulled out her phone and saw that the screen was full of messages. 

- Thanks for the new post, unnie! 

- Soo, the concealer tips were great. I’ve been having trouble finding the right kind but now I know which ones work with my skin type. 

- Yay a new post!

She smiled at all the replies and put her phone back in her purse. 

“Ready to go home?” she asked. 

So grabbed her hand and began walking towards the front of the store. “Well, I was thinking of taking a stroll around the park, but if you want to go home…”

“No! Let’s go!” she yelled out. “I mean, if you want to. I think it’s a great idea.” 

The corners of his lips twitched before his smile erupted into a laugh. “Since you say so, I guess we’ll have to go now.” 

They said goodbye to Eun and Soon Duk before heading out the door. Despite the cold weather, Soo felt the warmest she’d ever been. 

Note:  I just feel like Modern AUs have to be fluffy since they’re going through so much shit right now haha I hope you guys enjoyed this one! Now off to study for my exam! (Maybe) 

So I saw this Ziam Post..

the Post to blame for this mess I literally don’t know what I’ve written but here it is 😂..

 I want a fic about this. Maybe the best warrior in all kingdom Zayn is to marry Prince Liam after their biggest battles. Now prince Liam isn’t young. And he should be fighting with their army but he’s against wars. He’s not about all of that. Which gives you a picture of how their first meeting went. Zayn was puffed by everyone praising his strength and power to lead. 

And being introduced to Liam. Liam had his eyes on him since he got in cause the man is handsome. Prickly hair a scar at the front of his head. Sharpest cheekbones he had ever seen. And the most beautiful eyes. Liam tried to seem unaffected but all that crumpled down as Zayn took his hand kneeling down on one knee kissing softly his hands.

 Liam knew just last night what made everyone keep an eye on them in their first meeting. Liam was to marry Zayn in a week. Liam was a blushing mess after and that got him a soft smile from Zayn. And Liam was thankful he was left after that to be cause their were a lot of important people for him to meet. 

 Now the thing that made me think of this arw the bracelets? And the watches! But I don’t think this fic is going to be in a time where watches are invented. So.. Liam loves bracelets as Zayn can see. Okay maybe Harry Liam’s servant the traitor told him about it. They are married. Liam still won’t sleep in the same bed with him and Zayn won’t pressure him to. But he so wants to win him. 

Liam seems to have this hate for warriors. And Zayn wants to change that. He keeps bringing him things he loves. Tries to make time for him to do something with him even if he was training all day and tired and all he wants is to sleep. Liam with time starts to like him. And like one night he actually pulls Zayn to bed to sleep. Just that. Maybe Zayn takes him to his training sessions. And that starts a daily routine for them of Zayn teaching Liam how to fight. And maybe it’s there where Ziam get their first kiss Liam pinned to the floor Zayn above him, panting hard grinning at his husband “today isn’t your day” raising an eyebrow. Cause Liam is getting better at fighting with every day! Liam looks between his eyes biting his lip before pushing up to kiss Zayn whispering a breathy “it’s your day” when they part. 

And Zayn wanted to taste those lips again but they got interrupted by Louis asking for Zayn for an important meeting with the king! A smirk drawn on his face. Zayn was met with bad news. They were going into war again and they need to do a lot of work if what the king told him was true. When he got out Louis met him by the door and gave him a small wooden box “it’s finally here” It’s a bracelet that Zayn asked for to be made. Golden. Engraved with a sentence of his native language “Give me your heart”. 

He doesn’t give it to Liam that night and doesn’t tell him a thing his father said. That night is spent between soft whispers and heated kisses. The winter comes and it’s one of the coldest and longest winters. So no war for a long time. Liam and Zayn grew closer. Zayn gives the bracelet to Liam. But doesn’t tell him about the meaning of the engravings. Liam asks him about his family where are they why he doesn’t see them. They live far away. And Liam makes Zayn promise him to go see them once. Zayn tells him they’re dying to see him. And Liam blushes because Zayn wrote to them about him. 

 And Ziam don’t do the sex 👅 till before Zayn is to leave for battle that Liam knew about a week ago and got upset and made a big scene of no one telling him about it. Cause he never was interested about news on war. He was always in his own world in the library or out meeting his people being the kind Prince he is. He left everything about war to his older brother Niall. Zayn makes love to Liam that night but wakes up alone in bed with no trace of Liam. And Zayn has to leave for battle. 

 Maybe Zayn gets back from battle covered in blood and scars on his horse and Liam chokes a sob of joy that turns into a sob of pain as Zayn falls off his horse. Fainted. He kept himself strong for his men all through battle. He doesn’t wake up until two days later to Liam sitting on the floor laying his head on the bed sleeping. A hand holding Zayn’s. 

 Zayn wakes him up by singing in a hoarse voice a chant of “dil day mujhe” Liam waking up to that “you’re up” a tear falling from his eyes standing to hover over Zayn careful not to hurt him but Zayn pulls him closer “dil day mujhe” keeps repeating that tears fogging his eyes. “I-I don’t understand” Liam breathes out “Give me your heart, Give me your heart Liam” Zayn says in a choked voice. Liam locks their lips together smiling into it “it’s yours” brushing their noses together “it’s yours”

Originally posted by begavet

anonymous asked:

Saw your comment on another blog that the RandI writers are sexist cos they made Jane a teacher. What's wrong with being a teacher? Are women not allowed to have these jobs any more cos they're too female? That's even more sexist isn't it?

Nope, and that’s not what I said. Not sure how you got to that conclusion, so let me break it down in all its glorious detail. Keep in mind that I only watched the original show and gave up on this weird and unnecessary Nash reboot after 12 episodes. The only plot things I know come from a handful of blogs of people still watching the reboot and from some of the stuff that Sasha A. / Tess G. would post on Twitter. So feel free to correct me if I get anything wrong.

From what I understand, Frankie inherits Korsak’s desk and Frost’s action figure “to watch over him”, right? So I assume he’s still a detective and will be for the foreseeable future. In addition, there was this 1950s-worthy romance between him and Nina, where she played damsel-in-distress and he rushed to her side and taddaaa, the hero got his reward in the form of a bride. And of course, poor Nina will soon find Mama Rizzoli breathing down her neck, reminding her of the *tick tick tick* of her biological clock. Ahh, what a happy ending for Nina.

But back to Frankie. He gets it all: the detective job, the wife (and kids) at home, and – finally – the freedom to work at BPD without the shadow of his much more qualified sister looming over him. Jackpot!

And Jane?

She gets nothing.

She has to give up the job that she loved and that she excelled at (before Jan Nash took over). In fact, she was so good at it that her MIA boss Cavanaugh once told her that there’d never be another Jane Rizzoli. But hey, who needs a Jane when they can have a Frankie, right?
She also doesn’t get any kind of stable relationship. Instead, for some reason, Jane suddenly went from “eww, fuck the feds!” to “yay, let’s fuck the feds!” Because that worked out so well the last time she went there with Agent Dean. And because the first thing you want to see when you start a new job is the grinning face of the guy you just had a one-night stand with. Awwwkward.
Job-wise, Jane is also facing a dead end. Ignoring the fact that Quantico would’ve never hired her in the real world, even in this delusional scenario created by the writers here, she can’t really move up in the hierarchy. She’s no FBI agent. She has no experience with the inner workings of the FBI. All she can do is teach those new agents a few basic things and then watch how they go out and do all the exciting stuff while she has to remain behind in her classroom. What a way to cripple a formerly brave cop!
At BPD, she could’ve moved up the ranks. She could’ve worked with the FBI in Boston and stayed where she belongs. (For example, the FBI has a Violent Crimes Task Force right in Boston where she could’ve contributed her experience and detailed knowledge of the city if the writers desperately wanted her to join the FBI at all cost.) She could’ve remained an empowered woman in a male-dominated environment.

Instead, she has to abandon it all. And why? Something with Jane being in danger too often? But what about Frankie? He’s doing the same job and will soon have a responsibility for a family. Shouldn’t he be the one getting a “safer” job?

But that’s not the story we’re being told. Instead, we have two siblings – a man and a woman – doing the same job, in the same city, with the same worried mother. Both of them have been through life-threatening situations at work in the past (sometimes even together). But only one of them – the woman, who is more experienced and more competent – has to give up a promising career because it’s not safe enough for her. And that’s where the sexism lies. (And this kind of sexism was much more prevalent in the reboot than in the original show.)

Do you really think they would’ve told the same story if there had been adequate representation of women in the writers’ room? Below is one of the last photos of the S7 writers’ room for Rizzoli & Isles, a show about two female lead characters. Does this look right to you?

Strangers Like Me

Fandom: Avengers (MCU)
Warnings: None
Bucky x Reader
Request:  Anonymous said: Can I request one where the reader is an avenger and comes back from a solo mission but nobody thought to mention that Bucky moved in, so he’s just kind of there? Fluff pls, nothing sad or angsty!

Author’s Notes: So this took way longer than I thought it would.

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