shut up and take my money now

Tbh money would solve all of my problems right now like I could move out and pay for school and take care of my mental health and overall I would just be happy and in a better place so I get really annoyed when people are like “money can’t make you happy” uh you obviously never experienced financial instability and dependence so please shut the fuck up you pretentious shit.


❛ Have you been playing with matches again? ❜
❛ Do have anymore of that one stuff? ❜
❛ So, where do we go from here? ❜
❛ What the hell is that thing? ❜
❛ You know, you aren’t supposed to be doing that. ❜
❛ I almost forgot you only come around when you need me. ❜
❛ Oh, yeah, you played me good, didn’t you? ❜
❛ I’m not joking with you this time. ❜
❛ Do you ever think about having kids? ❜
❛ I didn’t mean to punch you that hard. ❜
❛ Nice shiner there, buddy. ❜
❛ Great way to start the day. ❜
❛ I just want peace and quiet. ❜
❛ Please, just go away already, ugh. ❜
❛ I’m not giving you any money! ❜
❛ You don’t own me. ❜
❛ Tell me what to do or what to say. ❜
❛ I love my freedom. ❜
❛ Shut up before I break your arm. ❜
❛ Now, that looks like a grand adventure. ❜
❛ I’m taking you home, come on. ❜
❛ Jesus, are you really that drunk? ❜
❛ What did you take? How many you’d take? ❜
❛ That’s not an orange. It’s a lemon. ❜
❛ The wait is almost over. ❜
❛ So, when are we going to finally meet? ❜
❛ I would like to see you in person. ❜
❛ Are you online dating again? ❜
❛ I’m not sad, I’m just tired. ❜
❛ I want to take a nap so bad. ❜
❛ I thought we could just nap together. ❜
❛ Life can be messy. ❜
❛ I wish life could be mess free. ❜
❛ Are you high or just stupid? ❜
❛ You can be anything you set your mind to. ❜
❛ We are not going to be like them. ❜
❛ I just wanted to fit in, I don’t know. ❜
❛ Are you going to that party tonight? ❜
❛ I thought we’d be together forever. ❜
❛ I really liked you. My fault. ❜
❛ We don’t like surprises. ❜
❛ Please save the lecture for someone who gives a shit. ❜
❛ What the hell did you do? ❜
❛ Well, you poor thing. ❜
❛ I’m just saying, murder is an option. ❜
❛ We can always kill them, yeah? ❜
❛ What’s all this glitter for anyway? ❜
❛ Damn, you look like shit. Smell like it too. ❜
❛ It’s not too dark and not too light. ❜
❛ I wanted to know what you liked so I stalked you. ❜
❛ I didn’t stalk anyone for the last time already. ❜
❛ I’m not sorry and I have no regrets. ❜
❛ You are so fucked, you know that? ❜
❛ Hey, you stole that from me! Give it back! ❜
❛ Screw you. ❜
❛ Just fuck off already. ❜
❛ You look like a Simpson. ❜
❛ I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings. ❜
❛ I’m not mean, I’m just honest. ❜
❛ I will stab you with my fingernail, try me. ❜
❛ Your wish is my command. ❜
❛ I would love to see you suffer. ❜
❛ I’m not in, no way. This is bad. ❜
❛ I don’t want to break any rules. ❜
❛ Fine then. Don’t call and don’t text me anymore. ❜
❛ I’m not mad at you, don’t worry. ❜
❛ Do not ever question my parenthood again. ❜
❛ I don’t have time for this. ❜
❛ Death is all around us. ❜
❛ You’re just like the girl from gone girl. ❜
❛ You left, not me. ❜
❛ I’m not the one that’s always leaving. ❜
❛ I can’t believe this is truly happening. ❜
❛ I was wondering, if you wanted to look at the stars with me? ❜
❛ I always wanted to go on a date. ❜
❛ I knew you were trouble when you walked in. ❜
❛ I had a feeling. ❜
❛ Wait, do you feel that? That vibe right now? ❜
❛ Where could the gem be? ❜
❛ Do I look like someone you should mess with? ❜
❛ It stinks it this place. Can’t believe you call it home. ❜
❛ Wow, this is your house? ❜
❛ I can’t believe you didn’t think to ask me first. ❜
❛ You have a lot to learn. ❜
❛ What do you take me for? ❜
❛ What do I have to do to get it from you? ❜
❛ Will you ever stop asking me that? ❜
❛ This place never ceases to amaze me. ❜
more sapphic asks!!
  1. diamond sapphic or sapphire sapphic?
  2. laptop sapphic or desktop sapphic?
  3. gentle sapphic or bold sapphic?
  4. nike sapphic or adidas sapphic?
  5. relationship sapphic or single sapphic?
  6. fall in love slowly sapphic or fall in love immediately sapphic?
  7. latte sapphic or espresso sapphic?
  8. forest sapphic or desert sapphic?
  9. star sapphic or black hole sapphic?
  10. sweet sapphic or salty sapphic?
  11. cinnamon sapphic or vanilla sapphic?
  12. email sapphic or snail mail sapphic?
  13. secretive sapphic or open sapphic?
  14. ace sapphic or allo sapphic?
  15. glitter sapphic or matte sapphic?
  16. poetry sapphic or prose sapphic?
  17. hot tea sapphic or iced tea sapphic?
  18. ghost sapphic or witch sapphic?
  19. “touch me” sapphic or “stay away from me” sapphic?
  20. cuddling sapphic or making out sapphic?
  21. mauve sapphic or scarlet sapphic?
  22. clothes on sapphic or clothes off sapphic?
  23. concert sapphic or film sapphic?
  24. morning sapphic or evening sapphic?
  25. alien sapphic or ufo sapphic?
  26. lip balm sapphic or lipgloss sapphic?
  27. garden sapphic or greenhouse sapphic?
  28. succulent sapphic or floral sapphic?
  29. pure sapphic or sinful sapphic?
  30. urban sapphic or country sapphic?
  31. beyonce sapphic or rhianna sapphic?
  32. TELL ME IM ADORABLE sapphic or I’M NOT ADORABLE SHUT UP sapphic?
  33. nose kisses sapphic or jaw kisses sapphic?
  34. bra sapphic or no bra sapphic?
  35. send her love letters sapphic or send her romantic texts sapphic?
  36. headphones sapphic or earbuds sapphic?
  37. itunes sapphic or spotify sapphic?
  38. spend my money right now sapphic or save up sapphic?
  39. kids sapphic or no kids sapphic?
  40. chaotic sapphic or calm sapphic?
  41. cloudgazing sapphic or stargazing sapphic?
  42. stripes sapphic or plaid sapphic?
  43. long hair sapphc or short hair sapphic?
  44. CDs sapphic or vinyls sapphic?
  45. earthy sapphic or ethereal sapphic?
  46. bubble bath sapphic or bath bomb sapphic?
  47. history sapphic or science sapphic?
  48. can’t take your eyes off her neck sapphic or can’t take your eyes off her lips sapphic?
  49. mind sapphic or heart sapphic?
  50. kiss her against a wall sapphic or kiss her lying down sapphic?
Disney Villain Sentence Starters

Evil Queen

“Silence! You know the penalty if you fail.”
“I’ll share a secret with you. This is no ordinary ____, it’s a magic wishing ____.”
“One bite, and all your dreams will come true.”
“Now, make a wish, and take a bite.”
“I’ll fix ya! I’ll crush your bones!”
“All alone, my pet?”


“There! This will be your home - where I can find you always!”
“You will make lots of money… For me!”
“QUIET! Shut up before I *knock* you silly!”

Lady Tremaine

“Well, I see no reason why you can’t go… if you get all your work done.”
“Get up. Quick, this instant! We haven’t a moment to lose!”
“You clumsy little fool!”
“Oh. Well, don’t just stand there. Bring up the breakfast trays at once, and hurry!”
“Hold your tongue! Now, it seems we have time on our hands.”
“Wouldn’t you prefer to eat when all the work is done?” 
“What on earth have you’ve been doing?”
“It would be an insult to take you to the palace dressed in these old rags.”
“I forbid you to do this!”
“How charming, how perfectly charming.”
“Why? Because YOU are *young*, and *innocent*, and *good*, and I…”
“And so, I lived unhappily ever after.”

Queen of Hearts/Red Queen

“I warn you, child… if I lose my temper, you lose your head! Understand?”
“Your way? All ways here are my ways!”
Curtsy while you’re thinking. It saves time.”
“How would you like to have your head hacked off?”
“Never mind him/her. (S)he’s mad.”
“It is far better to be feared than loved.”

Captain Hook

“Thank you, me dear, you’ve been most helpful.”
“So passes on a worthy opponent.”
“Good, then let’s have at it!”
“And that’s why I asked you over, my dear.”
“A jealous female can be tricked into anything.”
“Oh, a little persuasion might be in order.”


“Why so melancholy? A wondrous future lies before you - you, the destined hero(ine) of a charming fairy tale come true.”
“Oh, they’re hopeless. A disgrace to the forces of evil.”
“Touch the spindle. Touch it I say!”
“You poor, simple fools. Thinking you could defeat me.
Well, here’s your precious *(prince)ss*!”
“Are you sure you searched everywhere?”
“I must say, I really felt quite distressed at not receiving an invitation.”
“Oh dear! What an awkward situation.”
“This curse will last till the end of time! No power on ____ can change it!”
“I like you begging. Do it again.”

Cruella DeVil

“You can’t possibly afford to keep them. You can scarcely afford to feed yourselves.”
“Come now, I’m being more than generous.”
“Do as you like with them! Drown them!”
“But I warn you, ____, we’re through. I’m through with all of you! I’ll get even. Just wait.”
“I’ve got no time to argue. I tell you, it’s got to be done tonight!”
So they thought they could outwit ____?”
“What kind of sycophant are you?”
“We lose more women to marriage than war, famine, and disease.”
“Darling, red isn’t your color.”
“Be sure to let me know when the blessed event occurs.”
“My faith in your limited intelligence is momentarily restored.”

Madame Mim

“Now, first of all, if you don’t mind, I’ll make the rules.”
“Sounds like someone’s sick. How lovely.”
“So, my boy/girl, I’m afraid I’ll have to destroy you.”
“Yeah, I-I’ll give you a sporting chance. I’m mad about games, you know.”
“And (s)he must see something good in you.”

Shere Khan

“I can’t be bothered with that, I have no time for that nonesense.”
“Perhaps. But at the moment I’m searching for a ____.”
“Why should you run? Is it possible that you don’t know who I am?
Precisely. And you should know that everyone runs from ____.”
“Ah, you have spirit for one so small.”
“Now, I’m going to close my eyes and count to ten. It makes the chase more interesting… for me.” 
“Does my face not remind you of what grown man can do?”
“All I ask for is one thing and you denied me. Well that ends now.” 


“You’re going to ____ if it’s the last thing I do.”

Sheriff of Nottingham

Now, take it easy, ____, I’m just doing my duty.
Listen, ____, you’re mighty preachy and you’re gonna preach your neck right into a hangman’s noose.

Prince John

“____, with you around, who needs a court jester?”
“You’re never around when I need you!”
“I told you never to mention ____’s name!”
“Get out of that if you can.”
“I sentence you to sudden, instant, and even immediate death!”
“My dear, emotional lady, why should I?”
“Young love, your pleads have not fallen upon a heart of stone. But traitors must die!”
“This crown gives me a feeling of power! Power! Forgive me a cruel chuckle. Heh-heh-heh. Power.”
“Stop sniveling and hold still.”

Madame Medusa

“You must gain their confidence… make them like you.”
“Now, I’m going to let bygones be bygones. Do you know what would make Auntie/Uncle ____ very happy?”
“Of course, you have. But we must try harder, mustn’t we?”
“Adopted? What makes you think anyone would want a homely little girl/boy like you?”
“Not until you get the diamond!”

Amos Slad

“Watch it, that thing’s loaded.”
“____, get back in there before I break your other leg.”

The Horned King

“You’ve interfered for the last time!”
“Perhaps it would interest you to see what fate has in store for you.”


“Oh, my dear ____. I’m afraid that you’ve gone and upset me. You know what happens when someone upsets me.”
“You don’t know what a delightful dilemma it was, trying to decide on the most appropriate method for your demise.”
“Oh, I had so many ingenious ideas I didn’t know which to choose. So I decided to use them all.”
“You should have chosen your friends more carefully.”
“All will bow before me!”


“Three sunrises. Three sunsets. Three days, ____.”
“So, ____. Did we bring something green and wrinkly to make ____ happy?”
“If you don’t have my money…”
“Now, I lent you some money, and I don’t see it. Do you know what happens when I don’t see my money, ____?”


“So much for true love!”
“My dear, sweet child. That’s what I do. It’s what I live for, to help unfortunate ___, like yourself, poor souls with no one else to turn to.”
“It’s she who holds her tongue who gets her man.”
“Oh, and there is one more thing. We haven’t discussed the subject of payment. You can’t get something for nothing, you know.”


“It’s not right for a woman to read. Soon she starts getting *ideas*, and *thinking*…”
“How can you read this? There’s no pictures!”
“This is the day your dreams come true.”
“Say you’ll marry me.”
“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you had *feelings* for this monster.”
“It’s over, ____! ____ is mine!”


“You will order ____ to marry me.”
“____ *will* marry me!”
“You’re speechless, I see. A fine quality in a wife.”
“I am your master now!
“Trust me, my friend. You’ll get what’s coming to you.”


“Life’s not fair, is it?”
“And you… shall never see the light of another day.”
“Ahh, so you haven’t told them your little secret.”
“Oh, no, ____. Perhaps *you* shouldn’t turn your back on *me*.”
“Well, I suppose you’d have found out sooner or later, you being so clever and all.”
“And remember… it’s our little secret.”
“Oooh… I quiver with *fear*…”
“I’m *surrounded* by idiots.”
“Run. Run away, and never return.”

Governor Ratcliffe

“I’ll have your head for this!”
“How dare you!”
“Well, I’ll just have to take it/you by force then, won’t I?”
“This is my land!”
“I make the laws here!”
“That’s what guns are for.”
“A mans not a man unless he knows how to shoot.”


“How dare you defy me!”
“Mark my words, —, you will pay for this insolence.”
“Look at that disgusting display.”
“I know you helped him/her escape.”
“You idiot! That wasn’t kindness, it was cunning!”
“Dear boy/girl, whomever are you talking to?”
“I think… you’re hiding something.”
“I’ll find her/him. I’ll find her/him if I burn down all of ____!”
“And this my thanks for taking you in and raising you as my son/daughter?”
“These people are traitors, and must be made examples of.”
“I can save you from the flames of this world, and the next. Choose me, or the fire.”
“You’ve chosen a magnificent prison, but it is a prison nonetheless. Set one foot outside, and you’re mine.”
“You don’t know what it’s like out there. I do. I do.”


“So you took care of him, huh? “Dead as a doornail.” Weren’t those your *exact* words?”
“Okay, fine, fine. I’m cool. I’m fine.”
“I need somebody who can… handle him/her as a (wo)man.”
“Well, you know, that’s good because that’s what got you into this jam in the first place, isn’t it?”
“You sold your soul to me to save your boyfriend/girlfriend’s life. And how does this creep/bitch thank you? By running off with some babe.”
“(S)he hurt you real bad, didn’t (s)he, ___? Huh?”
“We dance, we kiss, we schmooze, we carry on, we go home happy. What do you say? Come on.”
“____, ____, ____, my sweet deluded little minion. Aren’t we forgetting one teensy-weensy, but ever so crucial little, tiny detail? I own you!”
“____, listen. Do you hear that sound? It’s the sound of your freedom, fluttering away, *forever*!”
“I can’t believe you’re getting all worked up over some “guy/chick.””
“Now you now how it feels to be like everyone else. Isn’t it just peachy?”
“____, my little flower, my little bird, my little *nut*-____. What exactly happened here?”


“I tire of your arrogance, ____. Bow to me!”
“Looks like you’re all out of ideas.”
“You took away my victory!”


“Go ahead. Shoot me. Be a (wo)man.”
“Why? For 300 pounds sterling a head.” 
“Actually, I have you to thank, old boy/girl. Couldn’t have done it without you.”


“Excellent. A few drops in his/her drink, and then I’ll propose a toast, and (s)he will be dead before dessert.”
“Just think of it as you’re being let go, that your life’s going in a different direction, that your body’s part of a permanent outplacement.”
“I know. It’s called a “cruel irony”, like my dependence on you.”
“It is no concern of mine whether or not your family has… what was it again?”
“Take him/her out of town and finish the job now!”
“Why do we even *have* that lever?”
“____! Why did I think you could do this? This one simple thing! It’s like I’m talking to a monkey.”
“Fired? W-W-What do you mean, “fired”?”
“Why, I practically raised him/her.”
“That is the last time we take directions from a ____.”
“This had better be good!”
“_____ is dead, right? Tell me ____’s dead. I need to hear these words.”

Commander Rourke

“What’s to know? It’s big, it’s shiny, it’s gonna make us all rich.”
“It’s called natural selection. We’re just helping it along.”
“Looks like all our chances for survival rest with you, ____.”
“Well, as usual, diplomacy has failed us. Now, I’m going to count to ten, and you’re going to tell me where the crystal is. One, two, nine…”
“I love it when I win.”
“I consider myself an even tempered (wo)man. It takes a lot to get under my skin, but congratulations, you just won the solid-gold kewpie doll.”


“____ should learn to mind their own business.”
“Maybe your ears don’t work so well.”
“The girl was sniffing about.”
“It’s that boy/girl. Methinks you have a soft spot for him/her.”
“I say we kill ‘em all now.”

Oogie Boogie Man

“Well well well. What have we here?”
“So you’re the one everybody’s talking about?”
“It’s much more fun, I must confess, with lives on the line.”

Dr. Facilier 

“Gotta hand it to you, ____. When you dream, you dream big.”
“Don’t you disrespect me, little man/lady!” 
“You’re in my world now, not your world.”
“Y'all should have taken my deal.”

Mother Gothel

“Look in that mirror. I see a strong, confident, beautiful/handsome young lady/man. Oh look, you’re here too.”
“I distinctly remember, your birthday was last year.”
“YOU are not leaving this tower! EVER!”
“Great. Now I’M the bad guy.”
“____, please, stop with the mumbling. You know how I feel about the mumbling. Blah blah blah blah blah, it’s very annoying!”
“Dear, this whole romance that you’ve invented just proves you’re too naive to be here.”
“Why would (s)he like you? Come on now, really. Look at you! You think that (s)he’s impressed?”
“Please speak up, ____. You know how I hate the mumbling…”
“Oh, ____, do you even hear yourself? Why would you ask such a ridiculous question?”
“Everything I did was to protect YOU.”
“Where will you go? (S)he won’t be there for you.”
“Now, now, it’s all right. Listen to me. All of this is as it should be.”
“You want me to be the bad guy? Fine. Now I’m the bad guy.”
“The world is dark and selfish and cruel. If it finds even the slightest ray of sunshine, it destroys it!”

King Candy

“Sad as it is, ____ can not be allowed to ____.”
“I’m not against her/him! I’m trying to *protect* her/him!” 
“Welcome to the boss level!”

Prince Hans

“Can I say something crazy? Will you marry me?”
“Oh, ____. If only there was someone out there who loved you.”
“I, on the other hand, am the hero who’s going to save ____ from destruction.”


“It’s still my word against yours.”
“It really is too bad, I… I did like you!”
“I framed ____; I can frame you too!”

The Way You Looked at Me. [Chapter Three]

Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Reader

Genre: Angst

College AU!

Word Count: 2.6k

Song for this chapter: 약속 (EXO 2014) 

[Teaser] [Chapter One] [Chapter Two] [Chapter Three] [Chapter Four] [Chapter Five] [Final Chapter]

Originally posted by hobies


The next few days went by so quickly, and we’ve had one dance rehearsal with the new members and surprise surprise, Hoseok didn’t show. He was always stubborn when it came to his own words, if he wasn’t going to or didn’t want to do something then, he simply will not do it. Unless something really urged him to do so, sometimes it took a lot of effort and motivation to get Hobi off his butt to do something, but he knows right from wrong and will do things accordingly.

It’s move in day today, which meant students were going to be all over campus carrying lots and lots of boxes and suitcases full of useless junk that we don’t end up using during our stay in the dorms. New year means a new roommate, last year’s roommate was a little patronising but she was nice I guess? Our rooms were always nice and big, more like a mini apartment space excluding the kitchen. The room I had last year had me sharing a bedroom space with the roomie and let’s just say that was a slight inconvenience for the both of us who had boyfriends. But this time I knew for sure I asked for a room with separated bedrooms, you ever know what could happen, I certainly didn’t want to see naked strangers in the same room as me. Don’t ask.

I parked my car and took out my suitcases, rolling them to my designated room. Opening the door I was greeted by a large open living area, a space where I could do dance practice, putting my stuff down by the couch I snooped around to see if my roommate was here yet, but to my surprise they weren’t. I didn’t want to pick a room and be rude before the other person I had to live with for the next year could get a say, so I just continued to bring my luggage in and out of the room until I was done.

I was growing increasingly impatient as I waited, I wanted to unpack my shit and go to bed and be ready for dance practice again tomorrow but no sign of anyone, until a struggled knock at a door sounded through the room. Getting up, I sighed and rolled my eyes wondering why they can’t use their own keys to open the door. I was about to ask them that very question but my eyes were met with a familiar pair of eyes.

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  • (thing) for days.
  • We were prepared for a full-on tactical assault. Instead, we got a volley of swastika-covered dipshits running dick-first into enemy territory.
  • Hey, if we’re killing Nazis, we’ll worship a side of bacon!
Take your bad days with your good

 Requested by @ daisygonzalezmexican :  Hi ☺ Captain Boomerang imagine, after leaving Belle Reve, meets a girl (reader) and after a while he falls in love with her and decides to be a better person for her, she feels the same for him even though he knows who he really is but she does not judge him. Please and thanks ☺😊

 Pairing: Captain Boomerang (George Harkness) X Reader

 Word count: 815

 “Do not move, luv.” A low voice whispers in your hear while pulling you into an alley.

 With your heart pounding against your chest, you try to set free from his hands, but it’s useless. A dozen of police cars passes by, making him hold you tighter.

 “Please, just let me go.” You mutter as the man slowly lets go of you, keeping you close by grabbing your arm.

 “Don’t even try to run. I won’t hurt ya.”

 When you turn around to face him, you gasp. Captain Boomerang is well known in this city and you’ve heard a lot about him in the last few days. He just escaped from Belle Reve. Pushing his chest violently, you struggle to get away from him. Again, it’s useless.

 “Take me to ya place, would you?”

 “What? No!” You take a deep breath, planning to scream, but you feel a cold metal against your throat. “No! Please. I’ll take you there. You can hide for one night and then…”

 “Deal.” He barks, pulling you with him as he leaves the alley, looking around. “Tell me where to go.”

 You sit on your couch, drying your hair and pretending Captain Boomerang isn’t using your shower. He made you close all your windows and lock them. At least he gave you his bloody money to order something to eat. When you hear his footsteps, your heart beat increases. Only God knows what’s going through his head. Boomerang sits by your side, relaxing and focusing on the TV.

 “You’ll be leaving by mor…”

 “Shut up. I’m watching TV.” He gestures to the TV, making you raise your eyebrows.

 “My TV. Now you shut up.”

 You jump when someone knocks, Boomerang giving you an angry look that means you better not try anything. Sighing, you take the pizza and close the door softly. You run to the kitchen in order to take the bigger slice. When you’re about to cut it, Boomerang comes running, wrapping his hand around your waist and you can’t help but burst into laugh.

 “Ya’re ticklish, huh? Now I have somethin’ to use against ya.” He keeps tickling you, forcing you to lay down on the floor. “Will ya share our pizza equally, luv?”

 “Yes! Yes! Stop it! Please!” Yelling at him, you can see that he’s smiling too.

 You suddenly think about how his life has been. Boomerang is a villain and everything, but still, years locked up and being chased like a rat would damage anyone. There’s this feeling in your heart. Something you’ve never felt. What if you could change his life? Make him feel better, happy, even though all this chaos?

 “That’s fine then.” He stops tickling you so you get up, staring into his eyes.

 “You have a beautiful smile.” You whisper, noticing how Boomerang’s eyes are kind. “I like it.”

 “I wanna stay for a while.” His low voice sends shivers down your spine a brings a smile to your lips.

“That’s fine by me.”

 You hear someone downstairs and sit up straight. Boomerang isn’t on his place on your bed.

 After a few weeks, you got used to his presence. And it was good to have a man to fix whatever is broken.

 But this is the worse part of it. You run downstairs, almost tripping on the last step.

 “(Y/N)?” He calls your name, his voice making you jump, both hands covering your mouth.

 “Holy shit, Boomy.” Sighing, you hug his waist as he drops all the three backpacks he was holding. “Where did you go this time?”

 “Sorry, luv.” George lifts you from the ground, his tight grip taking your breath away. “I can’t help it.”

 When George finally told you his real name and told you everything about his story, he also promised to slow down on his villain life. But you never asked for that. On these past months, you slowly fell in love with him. With the man and with the villain.

 “I know. I told you I’d take your bad days with you good. I don’t want you to go back to prison.” Cupping his cheek, you peck his lips. “Just be careful. I don’t give a shit if you like stealing. I… I want you to stay free.”

 “Does that means ya don’t hate me anymore?”

 “No.” You sigh when the police cars pass by your street. “I want to be with you. Being a villain or not.”

 “I think we should move then.”

 “I bet we can with all the money you took.”

 “We move so ya can be my woman.” Pulling you close, he shows you a ring with a big diamond. “I want five kids, at least.”

 “Only five?” You giggle, taking a look at those backpacks he brought home. “Let’s get married. Then we can choose where to go and think about our kid’s names.”

 “Great idea, luv.”


anonymous asked:

Can I request a scenario with RFA + V and Saeran where MC is told that she is being let go from a her job and is upset?

Can’t really do a scenario for something like this;; Did a reaction instead  ( ̄▽ ̄)


Request Killing: 18/30

Reactions to MC Let Go From Her Job


  • He used to visit you at work after his classes were over… Disappointed he can’t do that anymore
  • Also angry for you
  • Why would you, of all people, be let go from your job?
  • He knew how much of a hard worker you were
  • “It’s okay, MC. It didn’t pay you that well, anyway,” he said, trying to comfort you.
  • When he passed by the building you used to work at, he’d stick out his tongue childishly every time.
  • Despite how he spoke ill of the place and seemed angry, he was upset that he couldn’t see you as much anymore, more than anything.


  • Probably the least helpful in this situation, to be honest
  • But he does get pissed for you—he knows how much you’ve been overworked
  • Gets in a fight with your manager
  • A brutal, physical, hands-on fight
  • (Also lands a hit on that one co-worker who was an asshole)
  • He risked getting caught by the police, but he fulfilled his promise to you of taking revenge.


  • His eyes actually light up when you say that you’re out of a job now
  • Which confuses you, because you thought that of all people, he was the most likely to sympathize and feel sad for you… and like, a pat on the shoulder or two…
  • But he looked happy?
  • “Be my model! I’ll pay you very well~” he exclaimed, beaming
  • ??? You didn’t think you looked the part for a model, though…
  • “Seriously, MC, you’re a work of art. You know that saying, beauty is in the eye of the beholder? Well. If you could see yourself through my eyes, you would see just how beautiful you are.”
  • Eventually coaxes you into modelling for him, on the condition that you may quit if you find a better job


  • Calmly processes the information that you tell her over the phone
  • Doesn’t want to get upset or anything, since she’s not the one going through this…
  • But she wants to help you as much as she can
  • Searches for jobs with good pay and management
  • Sends the best picks with advice on how to appeal to each company in your job application
  • “The least I can do is help you find a new job,” she replied when you expressed surprise from her actions


  • Worried about your living conditions as soon as he learns that you were let go from your job
  • Immediately offers for you to live with him temporarily
  • “You won’t be able to pay rent and take care of everything else until you’ve found another job, right?”
  • If you reject him, he’d still drop by with cooked meals and take-out everyday so that you didn’t have to worry about food expenses
  • You tried to reassure him that you had enough to take care of yourself for now, but he insisted
  • “I’ve been there before,” he explained. “I was careless with spending before I found my next job after I was let go from my first. It was harder than I thought… And I don’t want you to go through that same experience. Let me take care of you before anything can get worse, please.”


  • “No worries! I’ll help you take revenge!”
  • Spreads bad rumours online about the place you used to work at
  • Forces it to shut down due to the lack of popularity and profit
  • Secretly adds money to your bank account without you noticing, since you’ll be out of a job temporarily
  • Asks what you’d be interested working as
  • Sets up that specific job for you by kicking someone else out of that position… amongst several other dirty tricks
  • When you asked why he’d go so far for you, he simply replied, “You’re gonna be my Honey Buddha Chips supplier from now on! I can’t be bothered to go out and buy it myself, and I don’t have a legal bank account so!!”
  • SO. You’re gonna be his chip dealer. Should’ve known his generosity didn’t come for free…


  • He doesn’t seem all too concerned when he hears that you were let go from your job
  • Everyone else in the chatroom was worrying about you but all he said was, “Oh, is that so?” and then stopped replying
  • You didn’t expect him to show up at your door with a stack of papers
  • He handed them to you and turned on his heel to leave
  • “Wait! What’s this for??” you asked, confused by his sudden appearance
  • He furrowed his eyebrows, “The reports you have to hand in tomorrow, of course.”
  • “Huh?”
  • “…Didn’t I tell you that you’re my second assistant now?” When you shook your head, he chuckled. “There’s no way I’ll let anyone in the RFA be jobless, silly.”
Imagine Damian breaks up with you before you could tell him you are pregnant.

I walked into the living room with the sonogram in my hands, when I see Damian I can’t help the light flutter in my stomach and smile softly when I see him.

“Damian I have something I need to tell you.”

Damian looked up at me and slowly stood from the couch. “I have something I need to tell you as well Y/N…. I’m breaking up with you.”

I freeze and feel my stomach drop “What?” I whisper and slowly step closer.

“This isn’t working out, it was fun but now it’s gotten boring and i’m tired of you.” He moved away from me a look of disinterest on his face.

“Damian what are you talking about!?! We’ve been dating for two years now!” I can feel the anger rushing through me as he moves towards the door.

“I’ll be by at the end of the week to get my stuff.” He says as he opens our apartment door.

I feel panic rush through me as I see him leaving. “No wait Damian please!.”

He leaves closing the door as I run towards him, I bang my fist against the door and sink to the floor, my eyes fill up with tears and gently run down my cheeks, I let out a sob “I’m pregnant” I whisper quietly as the sonogram gently falls to the floor.

At the end of the week Damian and his brothers came to the apartment and started packing his stuff up. Dick kept shooting me sympathetic looks and I avoided eye contact with him, gazing at the floor while leaning against the wall holding a cup of tea, the cup hot to the touch, but I never noticed. I didn’t want Dick’s pity, I wanted them all gone before I broke down. As they left Damian didn’t look back, not once. When they were gone I felt a surge of anger and threw my cup at the door, as it shattered I sat on the couch and covered my face finally letting the tears fall. I stayed like that for a few hours before moving to the bedroom, but as I entered the bedroom my senses were invaded with the scent of Damian, I could feel fresh tears building in my eyes so I left and went to the couch where I lied down and held myself till I fell asleep.

Two Months Later

I was walking down the sidewalk heading home from work, I gently run my hand over my stomach which is slightly rounded now. I let out a sigh and pick up the pace a bit, it’s been a long day and I just want to get home. Just as I pass an alley way I feel myself get tugged into the alley by a tight grip on my arm, I flinch and cry out when my back is slammed against the alley wall. A foul smell invades my senses as the man holding me leans in closer.

“Shut up, don’t make a sound and hand over your money now!”

I tremble and feel panic begin to rise in me as I fumble to take my purse off to give to him. He smiles at me and I shiver in disgust and fear.

“You’re a pretty one aren’t ya?” He leans in towards me and I let out a cry and push against him.

“Please no! Help! Someone please!” I yell out in the hopes anyone will hear.

“I said shut up you bitch!” I cry out in pain when he backhands me hard knocking me to the ground.

I hear a grunt and a loud thud, when I look up Nightwing is standing in front of me and I can see the man that attacked me on the ground unconscious. I avoid eye contact with Dick as I slowly stand up. “Thank you” I whisper before hurrying to the exit of the alley.

“Y/N wait!” I hear Dick running to catch me before I leave.

“Please just leave me alone” he gently wraps his hand around my wrist to stop me.

“Please I just want to know if you’re alright.” He lifts my chin and I flinch from the pain in my cheek.

I sigh and tug my wrist from his hold. “I’m fine Dick really, just a bit bruised.”

Dick awkwardly shifts his weight from one foot to the other and clears his throat “How have you been Y/N?”

I bristle and angrily glare at him “That’s a stupid question to ask Dick! How the hell do you think I am?!? All over the Media I see my ex boyfriend with a new girl ever fucking week! He certainly takes after Bruce that’s for sure and I regret ever loving him and ever meeting him! But I could never regret getting pregnant. I could never regret my own child.” As I finish my rant I feel tears running down my cheeks. I look up at Dick and he has a shocked look on his face.

“You’re pregnant? With Damian’s kid?” Dick whispers out and steps closer to me.

I scoff “Who else’s could it be! He was the only person I was with… I haven’t been with anyone else since him.” I look down and gently rub my stomach avoiding eye contact with Dick.

“Why didn’t you tell him?”

“He broke up with me Dick…. said it was fun but he was tired of me, I wasn’t going to tell him so he’d be forced to stick around. I refused to put my kid though that and I couldn’t stand Damian hating me for forcing him to stay.” I rub my hands up and down my arms and continue gazing at the ground.

“No Y/N, you know he loves you! He left you to protect you. If a villain ever found out about his identity you’d be a target!” I look up at Dick and glare.

“I knew that from the start Dick! I knew that before we even got together…. I didn’t care! I loved him enough to risk it, but it’s over now.”


“No Dick… I don’t want him knowing, you have to promise not to tell anyone!”

“But he deserves to kno-”

“No he doesn’t! He left me! He doesn’t find out Dick, or i’ll disappear and none of you will ever see this baby!” I hold his stare “Please Dick.” I whisper desperately.

“Okay” He whispers. “But don’t think i’m not going to be checking up on you to see how you and the little one are doing… how far along are you anyway?” 

I smile softly “Three months now, I was going to tell Damian before he told me he was leaving me, I was a month along then.”

“Do you know the gender yet?” Dick asks.

“No I want it to be a surprise.” I let out a laugh and look up at Dick. “I’ve missed talking to you Dick, I don’t really have anyone else to talk to these days.”

I let out a surprised gasp as Dick gently wraps his arms around me. “I’m going to look out for the two of you, can’t let anything happen to my baby niece or nephew and their mom.”

I smile at his words and wrap my arms around Dick’s waist, feeling a bit happier then I’ve been the last couple of months.

Cold Wash

*Pynch Laundry Mat AU (notes at the end)

Ronan Lynch – mysterious boy, obnoxious owner of brilliantly colored briefs – was not an easy a person to forget and yet, Adam forgot about him. Not completely, but enough that Ronan’s number got lost in his papers, his vicious smile shuffled to the recesses of Adam’s thoughts.

Between working and studying Adam’s summer is full. He occasionally texts some college friends and actively avoids anyone from high school. Except for one person, his ex, Blue Sargent. She’s been pestering him to hang out since he returned near the beginning of May but Adam keeps putting it off. As much as he likes Blue he’s not ready to hear about how her life is changing, what with dating two rich boys from Aglionby and traveling the world with them. He admires her open-mindedness but listening to her adventures only makes him feel more lonely. He’s been shit out of luck in the romance department because he’s been too focused on academics to go to the mixers and parties on campus; he would rather have a study buddy than a fuck buddy.

Adam clocks out of work and walks around the building to retrieve his bike. It’s after seven but still baking. He can feel the heat rising up from the asphalt, radiating off the side of the shop; it’s like being in an oven. The seat of his bike is scalding because he keeps forgetting to put it in the shade. Tomorrow, he’ll do that tomorrow.

Adam is so preoccupied that it takes him several seconds to realize that someone is yelling his name.

“Adam Parrish! Boy, you better not be ignoring me after I came all the way down here to see you!” Adam winces at the harsh tone but when he turns he sees that Blue is smiling, her dark hair pulled back, her skin tanned almost as dark as his. She looks good.

“Hey, Blue,” Adam replies, clutching the handlebars of his bike to keep from going in for a hug.

“Hay is for horses,” Blue teases. “Are you just going to stand there? It’s been over a year, Adam. I deserve a hug or a high five or something.”

Adam ducks his head. “Yeah, you do. But I’m all sweaty and gross.” He holds out his palm, up high, making Blue jump for it.

“Asshole,” Blue mutters as her feet touch down. “Come on, we’re getting dinner. And don’t even start with the ‘I need a shower.’ This is Nino’s, no one will be able to smell you over the oregano.”

Adam wants to argue but he’s avoided Blue for long enough and he’s hungry. Plus, he really is happy to see Blue again. And it’ll be nice to eat with someone else for a change.

“Fine, you win,” Adam relents. “Climb up on the handle bars.”

Adam holds the bike steady while Blue positions herself on the bars. It’s precarious but they’re not going too far, just far enough that riding is preferable to walking. Staring at Blue’s back and the strong lines of her arms and legs brings back a lot of good memories. Adam feels a bit wistful as he pedals them towards downtown. Blue cheerfully laughs and hollers as they bump over the cracked sidewalks, picking up speed as they zoom down hills. One of the last times they did this they crashed and Adam still has the scars on his elbows to prove it.

They get to Nino’s in one piece and Adam’s sides hurt from laughing so much. He can’t remember the last time he laughed so hard. Blue chats up the hostess, one of her former coworkers, and gets them seated in a prime booth by the window. Since it’s summer the pizzeria is less full than usual and the majority of the customers are townies: couples out on dates, families with small children scribbling on coloring pages, and a few summering Aglionby boys who look stoned. Blue orders the pizza (mushroom lovers) and Adam adds a side of garlic knots.

“Fancy,” Blue jokes when the appetizer arrives along with their waters.

“Hungry,” Adam replies, tearing into the food. Blue copies him and within minutes the garlic knots are gone. Blue sucks melted butter off her fingers while Adam fastidiously wipes his off on a napkin; he’s keenly aware that up until half an hour ago his fingers were coated with grime and grease.

“So…” Blue starts, her voice pitched inquisitively. Adam’s stomach clenches. He knows what she’s about to ask, can hear it in the teasing lilt. “Got a girlfriend yet?”

Adam shakes his head and stares out the window. He thought he saw someone duck around the side of a car…


“No, Blue,” Adam sighs, turning to look at her. “I’m in college to learn, not date.”

“Hmm.” Blue traces patterns in the condensation on the side of her glass.

“What about your boyfriends? Are y’all still a thing?”

Blue perks up and then she won’t shut up. Not that Adam minds, as long as she’s not asking about his love life he can be content listening to hers. Gansey and Henry both sound like great guys and they certainly make Blue happy. Their pizza arrives and that puts the conversation on hold for a bit. Adam wolfs down the first two pieces before slowing and savoring the last two. Blue asks about college and then he’s the one who won’t shut up. He worked so hard to get there – saving money from three jobs, taking classes at the local college, studying above and beyond what he was learning in the classroom, volunteering (which is how he managed to get in the good graces of St. Agnes), interning – it’s like his entire life has been about getting into college.

Blue nods along, asks good questions. They talk about her plans now that her year of traveling is done. They talk about old classmates, Henrietta, Blue’s family; Blue doesn’t ask after Adam’s folks and he’s grateful.

“Gelato?” Blue asks. “My treat.”

Adam doesn’t think he can eat another bite but gelato does sound good so he follows her out of Nino’s and down the street. It’s gotten dark, the streetlights casting a soft golden glow. They get to the shop near closing time but the kid working behind the counter welcomes them in before casting a harried look at the tall guy looming over the counter; he’s there with a smudgy looking boy in an Aglionby uniform.

The tall guy turns and Adam instantly recognizes him and blushes, taking a step back.

“Fuck You?” Ronan asks, his voice sounding both surprised and angry. “And, god damn me, Sargent?” The gelato guy makes a strangled sound each time that Ronan swears and Adam feels the irrational need to apologize for Ronan’s behavior.

“Ronan! Noah!” Blue rushes forward and playfully jabs at Ronan’s face before yanking him into the world’s most awkward side hug. The other boy laughs happily when Blue gives him a full hug and a kiss on the cheek. “What’s going on?”

“Noah wanted gelato and I had nothing else to do so here we are,” Ronan explains. He’s ignoring Adam and shoveling spoonfuls of mint chocolate chip gelato into his mouth.

Blue orders dark chocolate gelato and Adam gets peaches and cream, sneaking glances at Ronan’s handsome and haughty face.

“How do y’all know each other?” Adam asks the group but only Blue answers.

“Ronan and Noah lived with Gansey. They’re all raven boys. Oh, don’t make that face, Ronan.”

Adam thinks about that as they leave the shop and wander over to one of the sidewalk benches. He had guessed that Ronan was rich, and finding out that Ronan is Aglionby is the only confirmation he needs. It makes him wonder why Ronan was hanging out at the laundry mat in the first place, and why he had given Adam his number.

“So,” Ronan says, after Blue has updated him on the current whereabouts of Gansey and Henry, “who’s your pal? Boyfriend number three?”

Adam glowers at Ronan, determined to not say a word to him if he can help it.

“This is Adam Parrish,” Blue says, “and no, he’s not my boyfriend. But we did date for a little while in high school. About a month, right Adam?” Adam nods, staring into his gelato bowl.

Ronan snorts and steals a spoonful of Adam’s gelato. “Adam Parrish.” Ronan says his name like it’s a challenge. “Better than Fuck You, I guess.”

“Huh?” Blue gives Adam a bemused look.

“Private joke,” Adam mutters, glaring at Ronan.

The other guy, Noah, watches everything with an all-knowing look, his mouth set in a perpetual grin, his eyes sparkling like he knows all of their secrets, like he thinks they’re all hilarious.

“Dude, Noah, you look creepy as fuck,” Ronan growls, scuffing his hand through Noah’s messy hair. “What’s going on in that head of yours?”

“Oh, just thinking that it’s wonderful how you and Blue have the same taste in men.”

Ronan and Blue choke at the same time. Adam bites the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing.

“I don’t like Henry!” Ronan protests.

“Oh, please,” Blue huffs. “You pick on him mercilessly. Which is basically the asshole equivalent of pulling on pigtails.”

“What—no. No. I do that because… because… he’s just so annoying!” Ronan flounders for words. Adam’s getting very curious about these mysterious boys, Henry and Gansey, especially if they managed to captivate Blue and Ronan. “And we’ve already discussed Gansey!”

“Uh-huh. ‘He’s like my brother!’ Well, you never look at your actual brothers like that, thank God.” Noah howls with laughter and Ronan throws his gelato bowl at Blue but she neatly dodges it. Ronan goes in for a tackle and Blue takes off down the street, Ronan hot on her heels. Noah and Adam stand together and watch the chase unfold.

“You didn’t call him,” Noah says, so quiet that Adam almost misses it.

“I forgot,” Adam admits. Noah looks skeptical so Adam continues, “Look, I’ve been busy. I didn’t forget about Ronan—how could I? I just kept forgetting to call or text and… anyways what would be the point? I’m going back to school in a couple months.”

Noah shrugs. “You should tell him that. He really thought you would call.”

Adam feels weirdly guilty; it’s like hot coals in his stomach. “Just because a guy gives me his number doesn’t mean I’m obligated to contact him.”

Ronan stalks towards them with Blue draped over one shoulder like a sack. She kicks and flails and laughs and threatens to call Gansey. Adam feels wonderstruck by the sight of them, Blue looking so uninhibited and boisterous, Ronan looking like… like the type of guy he should call. Ronan sets Blue down and gives Adam an indecipherable look.

“You okay?” he asks.

“What?” Adam’s voice sounds weird in his own ears, almost breathless. He swallows around the tight feeling in his throat. “Oh, yeah, I’m good.”

Ronan shrugs and starts talking to Noah about something but Adam can’t get past the flush on Ronan’s pale skin, the way his chest is still rising and falling hard with his labored breaths from running around. The scars on his arms stand out even more, white against faint pink. And Ronan’s arms… Adam had noticed at the laundry mat that Ronan had amazing arms but standing this close to him, able to observe all the little details of him, is bringing it home in a big way that Ronan Lynch is undeniably gorgeous.

Adam looks away and catches Noah smirking at him. Noah makes the “call me” gesture, wriggling his pale eyebrows dramatically. Adam rolls his eyes in response. Blue and Ronan continue to carry on like rowdy siblings until Adam announces that he has to go home. He offers to walk Blue home but Ronan insists on driving her. He also extends the offer to Adam but Adam declines; he has his bike and he’s not quite ready to trust his life to Ronan’s driving.

Back at St. Agnes Adam digs through his papers until he finds the flyer with Ronan’s number. He carefully adds the ten digits to his list of contacts. Hitting save has never felt like this before. He feels like he’s making a promise, like he’s making a Big Decision. He gazes at Ronan’s name until his screen goes black. Adam hugs his pillow to his chest, smelling the soft scent of detergent, and dreams of a beautiful boy with a killer smile and a laugh as warm and wild as a summer night.

…to be continued…

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[I think some people may have been expecting a date or at least a phone call but I don’t think that’s Adam’s style. Anyways, I hope y’all don’t mind waiting for the date, for the relationship to build from physical attraction to something more substantial.]

IGNITE || lrh

Originally posted by 19yroldsambennett

1573 || “The last statement is like a slap to your face, making you take a step back from the screaming match. He lets you go.”

warnings: hella angst bby

a/n: a very long overdue fic,, i’ll be getting to the requests soon btw hehe anyways that gif kills me dude oml also this oneshot is basically splurging all the angst idk man but i hope it satisfies :-D

The front door creaks open as you sigh heavily, stepping out of your uncomfortable shoes and onto the cold tiles. Another day, another crack in your breaking sanity. The wall clock reads 10:33 PM. Earlier than usual, you muse, moving about in your habitual routine. Your backpack drops with a thud, and you walk into your living room with a drooping hand running lazily through your hair. Luke is resting on the couch, legs splayed across its entirety. His head raises from the phone, and he gives you a tight smile. You’re too tired to notice.

“Hey, babe. There’s some food in the fridge,” He softly speaks, gesturing vaguely to the kitchen. You’re unbuttoning your uniform, moving to your bedroom.

“Not hungry,” You murmur. The bedroom is cold; the air conditioner is already on for you. After struggling to change into your comfier clothes, you drag yourself back out to get a glass of water.

“Your bills came in the mail today,” He calls out to you. The glasses clink together as you take one from the cupboard. Your thoughts drift aimlessly.

“Mm-hmm. You can just pass them over tomorrow,” You say back distractedly as you fill your glass. Luke clears his throat, twisting his position.

“Actually, I kind of already paid for them.” It’s carefully said, as if he was testing the waters. Then again, with the situation the both of you were in, you were always testing the waters. You pull back from the dispenser, back straight in surprise. A slow turn is enough to face him.

“What?” Eyes narrow at his figure, and he rises from his seat.

“I did.” A nervous laugh. This wasn’t the reaction he expected.

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Family|| Derek Luh Imagine


Winter break was something I have been looking forward to for a while. being out in LA for college can take a toll of family life. I haven’t seen them in what felt like forever but in reality its only been a year and a half. during that time period a lot has changed. I started dating Derek Luh, who is a rapper. basically every girl here in LA is in love with him and he chose me. ive told my sister, Tiana, who is 17, about him and my mom and dad. my dad knows a lot less then my mom and sister though because he doesn’t really want his daughter to grow even though he has Tiana and my baby sister, who is 3, Macey. Anyway, when I found out when my break would be I talked to my parents and planned on going out to New York, which is home, and see them for the break. my mom wants me to bring Derek but I’m afraid to ask him. I mean we have been dating for a year and 2 months but I mean Derek still has his career to work on and hes been in the studio a lot to finish his current album that will be coming out soon. but now it is getting closer to my break and I still haven’t asked Derek so I need to ask him.

I arrived at Derek’s place and he invited me in with a warm hug. 

“whats up mami” he kisses me. 

“nothing much” I say going into the kitchen and grabbing an apple and sitting on the counter. I sat on the counter zoning out. what if my parents don’t even like him? I mean he does have a past but what if they aren’t as understanding as I was about it?

“whats on your mind mami” derek says, hands on my thighs, him standing in between my legs. 

“I probably should have brought this up to you about a week or two ago…” I start. Derek froze in his place. I instantly knew what he was thinking.

“no I’m not pregnant, least I don’t think I am” I say. he faces draws relief.

“so whats up then?” he asks.

“so my break is in about a week…for winter…anyway I’m planning on going to New York to visit my family because its been awhile and I want to spend a Christmas with them…anyway….my family really wants to meet you…I was wondering if you wanted to come with me to New York to meet my family, I mean if your busy that’s fine, or if you don’t want to meet them that’s fine, its just weve been together for 14 months, and my family is a big part of my life, and your in my life…and oh my god I’m babbling.’ I say. I quickly bite into the apple to stop myself from talking. Derek just kind a chuckles. I look at him with confusion.

“of course I want to meet your family babe, I mean you met mine, and I’m a family man too, and we are together and one day we are gonna have our own family its only right that I meet them if I plan on marrying you one day.” he says. 

“you plan on marrying me?” I smile.

“of course…but I’m not telling you when that’s a surprise” he smiles and kisses my forehead. I roll my eyes playfully.


we had booked a flight for New York on a Friday night, a few hours after my last class for the winter break. me being the semi procrastinator I am I had to go home and pack 2 hours before our flight to new York. 

“you should’ve packed last night” derek says laughing watching me struggle to pack in time. 

“shut up” I say rushing. I scrambled around our shared room for clothes. we had moved in together about 4 months ago, it helps me save money, because dorming gets expensive. I feel his hands snake around my waist.

“chill mami, take a deep breath” he says in the crook of my neck. I take a deep breath. he kisses my neck.

“better?” he asks. I felt calmer and I nodded. 

“now go finish packing” he says. I nod. the rest of my packing went smoothly and soon we left to the airport and we were off to new York. 

After arriving in New York that’s when my nerves started to really kick in. what if my family doesn’t like him. we sit in the cab and Derek holds my hand. 

“you okay babe?” he asks. I just hum a yes while looking out the window.

“whats on your mind?” he asks. I turn to look at him.

“I’m scared my parents wont like you” I say.

“don’t be” he says.

“I know but still. your important to me and what if they aren’t as supportive or what if they aren’t as understanding of past as I was?” I ask.

“you cant worry about that y/n, it will be fine” he says. I nod and put my head on his shoulder.


from mom- are you almost here?

to mom- yup be there soon


once we arrived at my parents house I took a deep breath. me and derek got out of the car.

“ill get the bags go see your parents” derek says.

“are you sure?” I ask.

“ya it will give me a second to breathe” he says. I nod and give him a peck on the lips. I walk up to the front door to where my family is standing. 

“MY BABY” my mom yells. she runs up to me and hugs me tight. 

“ive missed you” she cries into my ear. I feel my eyes tear up. ive missed my family. my dad makes his way over and he has a few tears in his eyes as well.

“oh dad” I say hugging him tight.

“I love you” he says, cracking in is voice. then my sister Tiana comes over and hugs me.

“hey sis” she smiles. I smile at her. I look back at the cab and Derek walks over with our stuff. my dad walks over. I start to panic a little.

“let me help you” he says. he grabs some stuff from Derek and they walk in the house. we all walk in the house and my dad helps bring my stuff to my old room. 

“we’ll let you two settle, food should be here soon” my moms smiles and closes my door. I plop down on my bed and derek lays next to me laying me on him a little bit. 

“I hope they like you” I say.

“me too” he mumbles. 


we all sat at the table with our food which was pizza and wings, I may have told my mom that Derek and I really love wings. 

“so tell us, what are your plans for the future?” my mom asks derek.

“well…I plan to make a success in my music and change the world for the better. your daughter has gotten me into doing some volunteer work with younger children, so I plan to help them as much as possible as well. And then I eventually plan on having kids of my own and being married”

“if you can have kids, goodluck, that would hurt coming out of your guy parts” my sister laughs. 

“Tiana” I laugh. Derek looks at me.

“shes joking, she has a weird sense of humor kind of like me” I say. he smiles and laughs. 

“do you see yourself married to my daughter?” my dad asks.

“dad…” I warn

“actually yes I do sir. Your daughter makes me very happy. she has been very understanding of me and my past and everything that I have been through. If I’m being honest, meeting you both has me a little nervous. I want to be enough for your daughter, because she is enough for me” Derek says taking a sip of his drink. I give his hand a quick squeeze.

“we are very understanding people Derek. Everyone has a past, mine wasn’t so great when I grew up and y/n’s father was very understanding. its okay to have gone through things. we all do. “ my mom smiles at Derek. 

“and if my daughter is very understanding, like me, then I will be too. people do change” my dad says. 

“well, your daughter has certainly changed me, but I wouldn’t change meeting her for the world. I feel happier when I’m with her sir.” Derek says. 

“actually can I talk to you in private sir?” Derek asks my dad. my dad nods.

“be right back babe” derek kisses my forehead. they both walk away.

“I like him hes hot” my sister says. I laugh.

“I like him to. he seems very invested in you.” my mom says.

“he makes me very happy.” she smiles. then derek and my dad come back. my dad looks fine so I’m hoping everything was okay. 


the next day we had decorated the Christmas tree. I helped my baby sister macey put some ornaments on the tree. my dad finished hanging some lights with some help from derek. once everything was finished my mom turned off the lights so only the Christmas lights hanging and on the tree were glowing. it was so beautiful. Derek walks over to me. he grabs macey from me and puts her down. I look at him questionably. Derek looks over at my parents and nod. I was so confused. Derek gets down on one knee. my breath hitches. what is he doing. 

“y/f/m/l/n I have never been so in love with someone so much, except maybe the chicken wing creators…not my point. but you make me so happy. you have changed me for the better and I would never take back meeting you ever. you understand me and what I want in life. but I also want you in my life, forever. Will you do me the honors of becoming my wife?” he asks. he pulls out a small black box and opens it. their stood the most beautiful ring I had ever seen. I had tears pouring from my eyes. I look at what I had standing in front of me and around me. Derek was the best thing to come into my life. my family had raised me to be a great person and do great things. I couldn’t be happier then in this moment. Derek had been more then enough for me. I try to speak but my crying over comes me. I take a deep breath. Derek looked worried. 

“y-yes” I finally get the words out. his face lights up with happiness. he stand up and pulls me into a hug and kisses me all over my face. 

“I love you” he says kissing me. I kiss him back.

“I love you too” I say. he puts the ring on my finger. I look over at my parents and they are smiling and have a few tears in their eyes. 

“did you guys know about this?” I ask.

“yes, Derek asked me if he could have your hand in marriage” my dad says. I look back at Derek and he smiles. slick little shit. 


sorry its kinda long. but I like this one I really do, its different but in a good way. I love you all. 

Monsta X as online shoppers

A/N: this just popped into my head so I just rolled with it. I have my other posts done for this week too sooooo bonus post!! YAAAY!! lol


  • Confused AF about the concept
  • like…he just clicks ‘add to cart’ and the money comes out of his account…?
  • how do they know his card/account number?
  • are they stalking him?!
  • No? Oh… then how does this work?
  • He has Minhyuk explain it to him ten times before he has him just do it for him
  • He watches over Minhyuks shoulder as he does it for him
  • but he asks the same questions every two seconds
  • “So this is that tee shirt I wanted? In grey? Why is the picture black? Is it the same thing?”
  • “Hyung, It’s the same thing. See this? This says grey here. The picture’s only available in black but it’s the same, I promise.”
  • “Okay…. That is the shirt I wanted though right?”
  • Minhyuk never helps him again so he just shops at regular stores now unless someone offers to put up with hi- I mean help him…


  • Goes online out of boredom
  • ends up seeing some item of clothes he’s convinced he needs
  • /damn I would look hot AF in that shirt/
  • ends up buying that shirt in every color
  • plus the matching pants that are, of course, super tight
  • I’m not complaining tho
  • /oh look! those shorts are cool too! They’ll show off my legs~/
  • buys a bunch of sexy clothing plus a headset with bunny designs on it
  • and ANOTHER bunny plushy
  • /ya~ Jooheon would love these gloves though…/
  • ends up buying little things for his members too because he’s selfless like that
  • his total would end up being no less than $350 not including shipping
  • /but it’s worth it for those booty shorts~ yaas/ (<<something he’d probably think imo)

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Bruce Banner X Reader

A/N: I was listening to this song on my way home from class, a while back, and this kind of just popped into my head! I hope you like it! Thanks @itsanerdlife for helping me make up my mind and picking Bruce! God, this took me forever to write! LOL! This takes place right after Avengers: AoU!

Song: Monster by Imagine Dragons


Originally posted by goahead-pissmeoff

Ever since I could remember / Everything inside of me / Just wanted to fit in / I was never one for pretenders / Everything I tried to be / Just wouldn’t settle in…

Bruce Banner had always been interested in science. His father had been in the same field, but had a mean streak within him. He felt like he would never be able to impress him, and their relationship suffered. In college, he fell in love with Betty Ross, and they eventually worked together. His accident with Gamma Radiation – in an attempt to replicate the Super Soldier Serum from Project Rebirth – was due to his cockiness. He never should have upped the dosage to impress (former) General Ross.

He tried to do everything to the best of his abilities, and it seemed like everything just kept biting him in the ass. After everything that had happened in Harlem, meeting Nick Fury, and a failed suicide attempt, he had tried to run.

He needed to get his monster under control.

He was able to be away for quite some time. That was, until Natasha Romanoff found him in India, and he was recruited into the Avengers Initiative. After meeting them, he learned how to use the other half off himself for good. He was finally getting to a good place, until Ultron. Specifically, the twins that Ultron had recruited for his cause. The girl twin, Wanda Maximoff, had caused him to go into a blind rage, and he destroyed an entire city. If Tony hadn’t stopped him, he didn’t know how many people he would have hurt.

It left a bad feeling in his gut.

Can I clear my conscience / If I’m different from the rest / Do I have to run and hide? / I never said that I want this / This burden came to me / And it’s made it’s home inside…

When the battle in Sokovia was over, Ultron was destroyed and he left. He took a jet and left his life with the Avengers behind. He needed to find himself, again. He needed to control the rage, the anger, the guilt, the pain…

The Hulk crashed the jet near Fiji, and Bruce was hoping that it was remote enough to not get caught. After the jet was sunk in the ocean, he swam to one of the random islands scattered about, passing out on shore near a resort from exhaustion. It seemed like everything was just piling on his shoulders.

He dreamed of the Hulk. He dreamed of all the people he has hurt, all the cities he has destroyed, and all of the families he tore apart. As he lay on the beach in his dream, they all surrounded him. They screamed at him, they cried to him, and they called him the one thing he already knew he was: a monster.

“I’m sorry.” He cried to them, over and over, begging for forgiveness.

None of them could hear his cries as they closed in on him, pitchforks at the ready.

If I told you what I was / Would you turn your back on me? / And if I seem dangerous / Would you be scared?…

He startled awake, realizing that he was no longer on the beach. He was lying face down in a fluffy bed, covered in blankets.

“Oh, you’re awake!” A feminine voice came from behind him, sounding startled. This must be her bed. “You gave me a bit of a scare. I thought that you’d never wake up.”

He groaned, turning around to face the woman, but he stopped in astonishment. She was beautiful. Her Y/S/C skin a little red from being in the sun, dressed in a white sundress to cover her swimsuit. She had a floppy hat over her Y/H/C hair, to shade her from the sun. What startled him the most, was the kindness he saw in her Y/E/C eyes.

He hadn’t really ever been a man of religion, but he could have sworn that an angel was standing in front of him.

He cleared his throat, “Where am I?”

“Mana Island, in Fiji.” She smiled, pulling up a chair next to the bed and sitting down, crossing her smooth legs, “I found you on the beach a few days ago, and recognized you from a book I had read in college. I figured that you’d tried to get away for a reason, so I hid you.” She took a water bottle from the night stand, handing it to him to drink, “When the men came around with your picture, I told them that you were my husband, and that I hadn’t seen a Bruce Banner, or a Hulk.”

He sighed, running a hand down his face, “Thank you. I don’t know how I could ever repay you.”

“You can put some clothes on, and eat some food, for starters.” She joked, getting up and grabbing a smile pile of clothes that were piled on the dresser, “I hope these fit. I had to guess your size.” She walked over and handed him the pile, “The bathroom is through that door. I suggest a shower, as well.”

That was how it began.

She was there for, what was supposed to be her honeymoon, but had been left at the alter. She came, anyways, needing to get away from the looks of pity her family and friends were giving her. She had wanted a vacation, so she took a few months off from work, packed her shit, and came to Fiji.

“I should have known he was going to pull a stunt like that.” She shook her head as they walked down the beach a week or so later, “He was never really excited for the wedding. He just asked me, because he felt he had to.”

Bruce walked next to her, hiding under a hat and sunglasses, “I’m sorry that happened to you.” He stopped, grabbing your hand in comfort, “He is an idiot for letting someone as kind and giving as you go.”

She smiled, tucking a stray hair back with her free hand, “Why, Mister Banner, you flatter me.”

He laughed, pulling her along, “Come on, let’s go!”

He pulled her towards the water, running then jumping into a wave. She let out a shriek as the cold water washed over her sunned body. She was hit with another wave, and pulled him down with her as she was engulfed. They both came for air, sputtering and moving closer to shore so the water was only to their waist.

She grasped his shoulders with a laugh, since he was taller and the water was closer to her chest than his, “I don’t ever want to leave this place behind.”

“Neither do I.” He looked away, an ache forming in his chest as he thought about what he was going to do once this trip was over. “I have nowhere to go, and no way to get there.”

“You could always sneak into my suitcase and hitch a flight back with me.” She joked, moving one hand to frame his face, “I wouldn’t mind seeing you more, after this trip.”


She nodded, grinning as she leaned in, pressing her cold lips against his warm ones. He moved his hands to her waist, kissing her back with fever.

I get the feeling just because / Everything I touch isn’t dark enough / If this problem lies in me…

When he woke the next morning, it was with her. They had spent the night, together. It was the best night he had ever had. She was slowly becoming the best woman he had ever met, and he realized that he was slowly developing feelings for her.

But what about Natasha?

Ah, crap. He had forgotten about Natasha. He had probably left her heartbroken when he left without her.

A wave of guilt overcame him as he walked out of the bedroom, pulling on a pair of shorts as he exited the room, and sat on the porch of the small villa they had been residing in. A small thought crossed his mind about calling her, but he dismissed that thought quickly. He couldn’t call her. She would track down his location and they would try and find him.

He didn’t even feel the same, anymore. He was falling for someone else.

“Are you okay?” Y/N asked from behind him.

He hadn’t realized that he was staring at the ocean with his hands wringing together with stress. “Yes, and no.” He turned, grabbing her hand and pulling her onto his lap, “Last night was perfect. I was just thinking about the team.”

“The Avengers, you mean?” She put her arm around him, running her hand through his hair in comfort, “Do you miss them?”

“More than I thought I would.” He sighed, closing his eyes in content, “I need to keep my distance, though. I can’t Hulk-out anymore. Not until I have my emotions under control.”

She leaned in, pressing her lips against his for a moment. When she pulled back, she was grinning, “So last night was perfect, you say? What about round two?”

A wicked grin spread across his face as he picked her up bridal-style, causing her to giggle. He pressed his lips against hers, walking back into the villa where they spent the rest of the day wrapped up in each other.

That evening, he had a date planned with her. They were going to go into town and eat somewhere local.

When she came out of the bathroom after getting ready, he nearly swooned at the sight of her. She had a red dress over a bikini, wedge heels, and had dolled herself up. He loved seeing her with or without makeup. He couldn’t get enough of her beauty.

The dinner had gone really well. They had tried some of the local foods, and nobody seemed to pay any mind to them. Meaning, nobody recognized him.

On their way back, though, their perfect night got interrupted.

They were walking on a quiet street, hand in hand, reminiscing about their lives, when Bruce felt the butt of a gun pressed into his back.

“Don’t make a sound. Hand over your money.” A sinister voice came from behind him.

Y/N gasped as a man wrenched her away from Bruce, gun pointed at her head.

“Now, guys, I think we can come to an understanding. Please, put the guns away.” Bruce said, trying to stay calm. “You don’t want to piss me off.”

Y/N looked at Bruce in fear, before pleading with the men, “He doesn’t have his wallet, but I have my purse. Just take it and leave us alone, please.” Her hands were shaking and she dropped her purse to the ground.

“Shut up, woman! Nobody asked you!” The man that was holding her roughly shoved her to the ground, a pained yelp escaping her mouth as she hit the ground.

Bruce tensed in anger.

Oh shit.

A growl came from his chest, and he felt the bones in his body start to tense and shift as his rage started to climb.

“Oh, shit, it’s that guy they were looking for that turns green!” The mugger panicked behind him, scrambling backwards.

Bruce looked at his hands, the green starting to color his tanned skin. “Run.” He ground out, falling to his knees.


Y/N let out a pained scream.

“Oh, shit! What the hell, man! We weren’t supposed to shoot anyone!” One of them yelled, “Let’s get the fuck out of here.”

Through the red, angry haze in his vision, he saw Y/N clutching her arm to her chest. Blood spilled over her fingers, before she started crawling over to him, “Bruce!” The blood was coming from a gash – the bullet had only grazed her arm.

She threw herself at him, straddling his lap and wrapping her arms around his twitching shoulders, “Calm down! Please, calm down. They’ll find you if you turn into him.”

He was trying as hard as he could to fight the monster inside of him. He was gasping, eyes squeezed shut, writhing in pain as he fought to be free. He tried to let the feel of her pressed against his body anchor him – while desperately willing his bones to stay in place, and the color of his skin to go back to sunburnt.

“Shh, calm down.” She brushed her hand through his dark hair in a soothing manner, holding his shoulder tightly with her injured arm. “That’s it.”

The shaking in his body ceased and he unclenched his fists. Taking a deep breath, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing his face into the crook of her neck. “I’m sorry.”

She had done what he never could. She had gotten the monster inside of him to stay. She had gotten Bruce to calm down before shifting, even as the beast kept getting stronger and stronger.

She was his anchor.

She was his light.

He was falling in love with her.

I’m only a man with a candle to guide me / I’m taking a stand to escape what’s inside me / A monster, a monster / I’ve turned into a monster / A monster, a monster / And it keeps getting stronger

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‘Drunk in Love’ E.D / PT.3

Requested: No

Warnings: Cursing, Drugs, and Probably Sex

Word Count: 1,614

Summary; Basically you’re a drug dealer and you’ll get the point if you keep reading.

A/N; This just randomly came to the top of my head and I’m flustered by it so don’t mind me.

“E-Ethan.” I moaned, scratching all the way up his back.

Ethan thrusted into me harder, causing my back to arch. I threw my head back in pleasure, moaning, making Ethan kiss my neck hard, sure enough to leave hickies. 

“Cum for me, babygirl.” Ethan growled into my ear, automatically sending me over the edge. 

“That’s it babygirl.” 

Ethan’s thrust got sloppier, hitting my spot every time. He pulled out and fell down beside me, throwing his condom into the bin by his bed. He threw the covers onto me and grabbed his underwear from the floor. I watched as his back muscles flexed with every move that he made. 

“I can feel you staring.” He mumbled, causing me to blush. 

I just rolled my eyes and watched as he opened the bedroom door, shutting it quickly behind him. I sighed, throwing the thick cover off of me, leaning over the bed, grabbing my undergarments. I stood up, my legs automatically shaking.

“Fuck.” I grumbled.

I grabbed the nearest shirt which was Ethan’s obviously, tossing it onto my body getting swarmed by the piece of clothing. I looked in the mirror, smiling at how many hickies he left me. 

That glow was more prominent and I have no clue why. I haven’t seen this glow since my ex boyfriend. No, I can’t be falling for Ethan. 

I shook my head and jerked open the door, being welcomed by sex noises.

“What the fuck.” I groaned rubbing my forehead.

“Could you two be any louder?” Jc yelled causing the rest of the boys to laugh.

“Shut the fuck up, Jc. You couldn’t make Lia moan that loud.” I fired back, earning some yells from the boys.

“Shut up, y/n.” he grumbled looking down.

I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a water from the fridge. My group has been chilling at the warehouse for a couple of days, to at least get closer with the group. Overall it’s been a great experience but after only being in this big group for a couple of days, I just figured out that Ethan and Grayson fucked around with the wrong guy who owes them 5 thousand dollars. 

Ethan walked in, giving me one of his famous smirks.

“Are you going to talk to that guy today?” I asked taking a sip from my water.

“I think it’s more safe to now since I have your boys. His group is small but they know what they’re doing.”

“Maybe he’ll listen to me.”

He scoffed, running his talented fingers through his hair. 

“I doubt that, babygirl. I don’t want anything happening to you.”

I blushed, “I mean, I do have the looks and I’m a girl, and guys will do anything to please a girl.”

“Not in the drug world, y/n.”

“You act like I haven’t ever been in the drug world.” I rolled my eyes, walking past him.

“I know you have but things are different in L.A.!”

“I’ve been in L.A. for two fucking years! I think I know what the fuck i’m doing!” 

All eyes were on me and I couldn’t stand it. Maybe joining his group wasn’t a great idea. Two leaders butting heads was not good in our situation. 

“Fine, you try to talk to him and we’ll see what he says. Everyone, grab your weapons and get dressed.”

I rolled my eyes and walked back to the spare room where I was once enjoying Ethan’s presence. I slipped on my black skinnies and decided to throw on one of Ethan’s hoodies. 

“Nice hoodie.” I rolled my eyes.


I slipped on my vans and walked past him, smacking my shoulders against him. I took my switchblade from Kian and shoved it inside my pants.

“Kian, you take Jc, the Jacks and Sam with you. Ethan, I’m riding in your car with you and your guys can tag along.”

Everyone nodded their heads, heading to the cars.

“Why’re you riding with me.” Ethan grumbled, grabbing his keys from the hook by the door.

“Because, since we’re both leaders, we need to talk about a plan.”

“Thought you had this worked out, smartass.”

“Can you stop being a dick for two seconds?” I looked up at him and smirked seeing his jaw clenched. 

I opened the passenger door and heard a faint sigh from Grayson. Guess he’s used to sitting in the front but not anymore. Ethan started the car, telling Jc to follow him. 

“So what’s the plan?” Nate asked from the back.

“Y/n’s going to try to talk to Stephen but, knowing Stephen, that shit won’t work so this is basically going to be a murder case.”

“Why can’t you trust me?”

He glared at me and shook his head, turning his attention back onto the road. I really don’t understand what his problem is. I may be a girl but I know how to work around difficult situations. I’ve been doing this for 10 years now, I think I know what they hell i’m doing. 

“So,” I mumbled, trying to break the tension, “why does Stephen owe y’all 5 thousand dollars?”

Ethan let out a big sigh, running his hand across his chin. 

“Stephen use to be in our group, he actually use to be one of our best dealers. Our group got offered a thousand if we could bring a big stash of coke and weed to the party which we were new and thought it was a good idea, which it wasn’t. So, we trusted Stephen with getting the right amount to the party but we soon realized that he was stealing from mine and grayson’s secret stash in the warehouse and selling it in another group.”

“Yeah, E and I tried confronting him but he sent his group out to fight us which we obviously lost because it was 5 against 2 and we were both fucked up at the time so we just acted like we didn’t give two shits.”

“Yeah so now that your group is also involved, I think we can easily get this 5 thousand back.”

I just nodded my head, feeling my heart pound a little bit faster. If this kid tried to kill the twins, what would he do to me? 

Ethan pulled into an alleyway, parking the car in an abandoned parking lot. I took a quick breath and opened the door, sliding out of the car. Grayson patted my back, giving me a small smile. Jc pulled in almost hitting Nate which didn’t surprise me at all.

“Man, watch the fuck out.”Nate yelled.

“Sorry man!” 

I leaned against Ethan’s car and let out a huge sigh. 

“What’s up?” Aaron asked.

I scrunched my eyebrows up at him. 


The kid never fucking talks to me. I rolled my eyes, folding my arms, earning a low chuckle from Ethan.

“Getting scared, princess?”


“Well come on then.”

I followed behind Ethan, feeling like my legs would give out at any second.

What if this guy tries to kill me? What if he kills Ethan? No, you don’t care about Ethan. Fuck. 

I watched as Ethan whipped out his switchblade, pushing the blade out. We came up on this ratty house with wood nailed in over the windows. 

“Okay, y/n, all you have to do is ask for drugs and we’ll come out okay?”

I nodded my head and silently cried as I watched the boys hide around the house. I slowly walked up to the door, taking a quick breath as I knocked on the door. Footsteps were echoing through the house making my hands shake.

“Who is it?”

“I’m here for some drugs.” I whimpered.

The door flung open, revealing a tall dark haired boy who looked to be around 20. He smirked down at me, making me feel uncomfortable. 

“What do you want sweetheart?”

“She wants her 5 thousand dollars.” 

The tall boy jerked his head up, his vision landing behind me. He laughed, causing my whole body to shudder.

“What don’t you understand, Ethan? I don’t want to give you your money back.”

“You obviously have it, Stephen.” 

My whole body was shaking. I’ve never been in this kind of drug deal. 

“Do you have anymore guys with you?” Stephen asked, taking his vision back down to me.


Stephen jerked me towards him, putting a knife at my throat. 

“If you want her to live, you better get your men out in the yard, right now!” He screamed, pushing the knife deeper into my throat.

“Ethan!” I screamed.

“Shut up whore!” Stephen tightened his grip around me, covering my mouth with his other hand. 

“Let her go, Stephen.” Ethan murmured, glancing back an forth between me and him. 

“Not until you show me your men.”

Ethan called for the guys, they all piled in behind Ethan. Stephen chuckled, causing my heart to beat faster.

“Wow, little one here’s heart is beating so fast. Wonder how fast it’ll beat when I fuck the shit out of her.”

“You wouldn’t.” Ethan mumbled.

“Oh, I bet I would. I know you used her as bait, so, I guess I’ll use her as bait as well.”

“What do you want, Stephen?”

Stephen called for one of his guys, handing him a picture.

“If you can find this man and bring him to me in the next 48 hours, I’ll give her back and if you don’t, I’ll kill her. Deal?”

Ethan’s eyes locked on mine. I couldn’t help but cry. 

“What’s his name?” Grayson asked.

“Jonah Hill. You find him, I’ll give her back. He stole something from me and if you bring it, I’ll give her and your money back. Deal?”

Ethan glanced back at me once again, letting out a sigh.

“Deal, but you promise you won’t harm her.”

“Oh, she won’t be hurt but,” he pulled down my hoodie and traced his finger over my neck, “this soft neck will be filled with my marks.”

Grayson and Kian had to hold Ethan back. 

“Don’t you fucking touch her like that!” Ethan growled.

“Then find Jonah!”


Please help

Guys I really don’t know what I’m gonna do. I need help. Please.

I’m in debt from past mistakes, and my entire bank account has been garnished. I had over $1000 saved up to help me take care of my debts, my car payment, my insurance, bills, etc., and now it’s all gone. My car will get repoed again if I don’t make the payment in a couple weeks. I’m gonna lose my discounted rates if my insurance is late again. 

 I need to make extra money. I need help with ideas. I’ve already got 3 jobs. I put an SOS out on facebook to take up some extra babysitting gigs. I just don’t know what else to do. I’m so stressed out that I’m legitimately crying. I can’t breathe. I don’t know what to do.

Any ideas would be phenomenal. 


A/N: so this prompt has been sitting in my inbox for the longest time & i’ve actually had it written out in my notes for a while. I just finally got the chance to post this & hope this is what the anon was looking for!
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Pairing: riley x lucas


If there was any way to describe Riley this past week was– jumpy. Something was wrong and though she was trying to act like everything was alright, it clearly wasn’t.

The group of friends weren’t sure if it was just because of Lucas’ week long absence or something else. The blonde Texan had to fly back to Texas for a week due to Pappy Joe falling extremely ill.

There was no doubt that Riley missed Lucas but unfortunately he wasn’t the reason behind her restlessness. Though she insisted it wasn’t because of him, everything seemed way too coincidental considering her strange behavior started the night of his departure.

If she hadn’t perfected the art of keeping up a facade of being happy during the ‘Triangle’ phase of her life, she probably would’ve been a mess throughout the entire week. But, she’d be lying if it was tough keeping whatever was bothering her a secret from Maya who was incredibly invasive and cared too much for her wellbeing.

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