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Dialogue Prompts

So, I really want to start writing on this blog, too. So I made a prompt list.
Not all prompts are mine, some are stolen from another blog. 

I will be writing for the following fandoms:

  • Harry Potter
  • Criminal Minds
  • Supernatural
  • Shadowhunters/ The moral instruments
  • The hunger games
  • Divergent
  • The maze runner
  • Grey’s anatomy

Okay, that isn’t too much. I’m still catching up on other shows. Once I’m finished, I’ll add them. You can ask for any character x reader, or character x character. If you want a platonic one-shot, you should note that. You can ask for as many prompts as you want. 

Dialogue prompts:

  1. “I have always loved cacti.” 
  2. “You didn’t just say that.” 
  3. “Whoa-dude. Look at that!”
  4. “Just because I died doesn’t mean I’m really dead.” 
  5. “Just because I drove into that river doesn’t mean I’m a bad driver.”
  6. “You walked into a knife?”
  7. “How did you manage this level of stupidity?” 
  8. “You locked me outside!” 
  9. “I’ve always been there for you. And I will continue to be.”
  10. “Do you trust me?”
    “Not even a little bit.” 
  11. “Uhh, is something wrong?”
    “What? Hehe! Of course not, why would you think that?” 
    “Because I can smell something burning and you’re hiding behind a door. Now, let me in.”
  12. “Here’s a newspaper filled with all the love I can’t feel.”
  13. “You know, people may like you more if you didn’t smell like a dead body.”
  14. “Aww, sweetie. Where are your parents?”
    “I’m older than you.” 
  15. “Don’t yell at me like I’m a child.”
    “Don’t throw the scissors!”
  16. “Here, take my jacket/blanket.”
    “I told you, I’m not cold.” *shivers*
  17. “Why are you still awake?”
  18. “Come over here and make me.” 
  19. “The salad here is really nice.” 
    “Do I look like a fucking rabbit?”
  20. “Please don’t leave me.”
    “I don’t want to.”
  21. “You can’t ride a bike?” 
    “Why are you whispering?”
  22. “We’re going downtown.”
    “There’s a strip club downtown.” 
  23. “You broke what?!” 
    “Don’t worry, I’m okay.”
  24. “Come Inside. I’m sorry.”
    “Not until an apology.”
    “I just said i’m freaking sorry.” 
  25. “Are you jealous?”
    “You are changing your outfit right now.”
  26. “Why did I marry you?” 
    “It took a whole lot of convincing.”
  27. “Luck? Nope. Skills.”
    “If it’s skills then do it again.”
  28. “You said forever!”
  29. “Seven fucking years and that’s all you have to say?” 
  30. “I love you, but I have to go.” 
  31. “I hate you so much.” 
  32. “You were and still are my everything.”
  33. “I can’t love you the way you want.” 
  34. “Hey jerk.”
    “I mean… Babe?”
  35. “Admit it. That was the best kiss of your life.”
    “You always have to be the best at everything, don’t you?”
  36. “S/he just tripped and won’t stop laughing.”
  37. “Nice dancing you did there, how about you dance your way to my bedroom?” 
  38. “No, no. It’s okay. I’ll be your bridge. You can walk all over me.”
  39. “I’ve looked after coma patients more interesting than you.” 
  40. “Would you mind not setting my stuff on fire every time you get mad?”
  41. “This really didn’t go as planned.”
    “Is it the fact that everything is on fire that made you come to this conclusion?”
  42. “I can’t believe that worked.”
    “It was part of your plan.”
    “I know! My plans never work!”
  43. “You need to go! I’ll distract them!”
    “Do you think you can outrun them?”
    “If by outrun them you mean not getting caught… Probably not.” 
  44. “If you asked me to stay, I would’ve.”
  45. “You’re too good for this world.”
  46. “I can hardly stand myself.” 
  47. “Don’t come near me or I swear I’ll kill you.” 
  48. “Don’t you dare look him in the eye.” 
  49. “You may be an idiot, but you’re my idiot.”
  50. “I tried my best to not feel anything for you. Guess what? I failed.” 
  51. “Who did this to you?”
  52. “If you kill them, you better kill me too. Because if you don’t, I will kill you.”
  53. “Don’t underestimate what a person can do to protect those they care about.”
  54. “Do you ever follow directions?”
  55. “What happened?”
    “I got hit by a taxi. And it hurt.” 
  56. “She’s cute. But I’m pretty sure she can’t count to ten.”
  57. “I can fit a whole row of crackers in my mouth. Want to see?”
  58. “You said that if I went to bed early I’d feel better. You’re a fucking liar.” 
  59. “You’re late.” 
    “I’m glad you noticed.”
  60. “You made me cookies?”
  61. “You stole what?”
  62. “You aren’t pathetic.”
  63. “you looked at me different.”
  64. “I am not pregnant!”
  65. “You ever seen something as cool as this?”
  66. “I thought you were dead!”
  67. “I know you love me and all, but could you stop threatening the doctor?”
  68. “How. The fuck. Are you- so motherfucking tall?”
  69. “You? You know how to shoot a gun?”
  70. “You threw a tampon at him?”
  71. “You just kissed me.”
  72. “Hold up-just-just stop. just-what are you exactly doing? It’s two AM!”
  73. “I’m tired of being your secret.”
  74. “I didn’t realize I needed your permission.” 
  75. “You don’t need to protect me.”
  76. “Sorry I ruined your life. Maybe you shouldn’t have married me.”
  77. “If I would’ve known he was going to die, do you think I would’ve done it?”
  78. “I know you love me, but I’m tired of lying when I say it back.”
  79. “When I look at you, I see my world. And that scares the living crap out of me.”
  80. “Tell me what they did to you, please.”
  81. “I’ll go home. But it isn’t home when you’re not there.”
  82. “I’m pathetic because I go to you for everything but you’d pick someone over me any day.”
  83. “I wish I could hate you.”
  84. “I’ll let you down. I’ll always let you down. I’m not enough to keep you satisfied.”
  85. “I’m trying! Can’t you see? Isn’t that enough for you?”
  86. “I’m useless to you now.”
    “You’re a person. Not a toaster. You don’t have to have a use.”
  87. “i’m useless to you now.”
    “Oh please. You were always bloody useless. I love you anyways.”
  88. “I saw you roll skating, and I thought ‘that person is really cool’ and then you fell crashed and Jesus, are you okay?”
  89. “You had this big ass ice cream and you were so exited you dropped it and I don’t think I’ve ever seen a sadder person. Just please let me buy you a new one.”
  90. “We keep awkwardly running into each other and people have to ship us and I kind of like you. Hahaha, oh god, I need to stop blushing.”
  91. “This was a terrible idea.”
    “What are you talking about? There’s free nacho’s!”
  92. “Don’t do the thing!”
    “You already did the thing, didn’t you?”
  93. “Paint me like one of your French girls.”
    “… I paint fruit.”
  94. “Let’s pretend that didn’t happen.”
  95. “Did you seriously run face first into a light pole because you saw a pretty girl?”
    “I’m gay.”
  96. “How dare you talk to me, peasant. I am your queen.”
    “You are wearing a blanket over your shoulders.”
    “Silence! Now, fetch me some substances.”
    “Pizza bites or mini quiche?”
    “Pizza bites, obviously.”
  97. “Quit your whining! I bet it’s barely even a scratch.”
  98. “That-that’s your blood?! Why the hell didn’t you say anything?”
  99. “This is going to hurt but you have to stay quiet, okay?””
  100. “Don’t pass out, we’re almost there.”
  101. “That’s it. If you throw up one more time, we’re going to the hospital.”
  102. “You didn’t feel that? This is bad, you should’ve felt that.”
  103. “I’m scared to move you. Just wait here and I swear I’ll come back with help.”
  104. “That’s a lot nastier than it seemed at first glance.”
  105. “Please don’t die. Don’t die in my lap, I’m begging you.”
  106. “Stop being overdramatic-OH!”
  107. “Just how I want to spend the night. Removing glass from my best friends head and strapping it up.”
  108. “She has internal damage. Sh’s couching up blood.”
  109. “Would it be cliché if we matched clothes a little?”
  110. “Could you hold my hand?”
  111. “Shh, shh. I’m here now. Now give me your hands, we need to clean the blood off. Don’t cry. -I don’t blame you. Don’t worry, Ill always be there for you.”
  112. “If you want to leave then-”
    “I don’t want to leave! I want you, you idiot.”
  113. “Are you a thief? Because you stole my heart.”
    “I swear to god, if I didn’t love you.”
  114. “Oh my god! Go to sleep! It’s three AM!”
    “I’ll sleep when I’m dead.”
  115. “There’s a surprise waiting for you back home.”
  116. “The first time I met her, she was hiding behind the sofa.”
  117. “But this is our thing. Eating cereal and bitching about people.”
  118. “Just don’t let go.”
  119. “Come on, just one date.”
    “Why not?”
    “Because I really like (character) and she asked me first.” 
  120. “Gosh! Why are you so cold! get off me, you icicle!”
  121. “Are you…. crying? You? Miss/mister ‘I don’t cry, I’m tough as hell”?”
    “Oh shut up, we all have our weaknesses.”
  122. “You did all this for me?” 
    “No, I did this for Jeffery from across the street. Yes I did all of this for you!”
  123. “Okay, so don’t freak out, but I got flour everywhere.” 
  124. “Well, this is a nice change of scenery.”
    “Y/n, we’re in a prison cell.”
    “I was being sarcastic.”
  125. “I thought you said you knew where we were going.”
    “Yeah, I lied.”
  126. “Shit, you’re freezing. Let’s get you warmed up, alright?”
  127. “Shut up.”
    “I didn’t say anything.”
    “I don’t care. Shut up.”
  128. “Where are we going?”
    “I have no idea. You coming?”
  129. “Did you just try to banish me?”
  130. “I swear to you, this is how I found him.”
  131. “No thanks. I don’t want to get arrested for the second time today.”
  132. “You handled that real professional.”
    “I know right? I’m so proud of myself.”
  133. “That was the worst night ever.”
    “Same time next week?”
    “Of course.”
  134. “I got to admit, you’re really sexy with that gun. Terrifying, but sexy.”
  135. “Just-just go away.”
    “I would! If we weren’t handcuffed together.! Oh, and whose fault was that again? Yours!”
  136. “And I thought we were going to have a last kiss.”
  137. “I don’t want you to leave.”
    “I don’t want to stay.”
  138. “When did you stop?”
    “Stop with what, darling?”
    “Loving me.”
  139. “Please don’t say you love me because I might not say it back.”
  140. “I wasn’t there for you when you needed me, and I’m sorry.”
    “No you’re not. You don’t care about anyone apart from yourself.”
  141. “Don’t hurt me, please.”
  142. “I love you so much. If anything happened to you, I don’t know what I’d do.”
  143. “You only like me for my body!”
  144. “You wanted to talk? Well, here I am!”
  145. “I tried. I tried so hard, why couldn’t you?”
  146. “I bled for you. From every pore of my body, I bled. What more do you want?”
  147. “Nobody can tell me what to do.”
    “Well, actually they can.”
    “Doesn’t mean I’ll listen to them.”
  148. “Knock knock, I’m here. What’s for dinner fucker?”
  149. “You’ve bitten off more than you can chew.”
    “I can chew a lot.”
  150. “You have blood on your hands!”
    “Oh really? Wow! Thank you so much for pointing that out! Really helpful to our current situation. Seriously, thank you so much for brining this to my attention!  I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
  151. “I love your perfume. What scent is that? The scent of death?”
  152. “I always carry a knife in my purse in case we’re eating cake.”
  153. “You guys got a plan, though. Right?”
    “Yeah. Run.”
  154. “Maybe he’s afraid of me because I know how to use a knife.”
    “Well, I mean that’s why I’m afraid of you, so…”
  155. “Is violence always your answer?”
  156. “Remember how I said I already took care of that? Well, I lied and need your help right now.”
  157. “Please, help me. Just this one time.”
  158. “Did you break that glass on purpose?”
    “It offended me.”
  159. “I can explain!”
    “Alright then. Tell me.”
    “… I lied, there’s literally no explanation for this.”
  160. “Fight like hell.”
  161. “Do you realize how let it is?”
  162. “Can you please come and get me?”
  163. “Is there a reason why you’re naked in my bed?”
  164. “This is the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course I’m in!”
  165. “If we die, I am going to kill you.”
  166. “I love her.”
    “Her? As in a woman?”
    “No, as in a robot. Of course as in a woman you ding-bat!”
  167. “Are you drunk?”
    “No, you’re just blurry.”
  168. “I think we should run away now.”
    “Funny, I was just about to say that.”
  169. “I will not let you make me feel small. Back off.”
  170. “You’re great at dancing.”
    “I’m great at everything.”
  171. “You didn’t do the dishes, so I’m not doing you.”
  172. “Don’t give me that look.”
  173. “The way you flirt is just shameful.”
  174. “I love you, you asshole.”
  175. “What the hell kind of noise was that?”
    “I sneezed.”
    “That was not a sneeze.”
  176. “How is she?”
    “She’s fine. She has some ice cream. I wish I had ice cream.”
  177. “This is an apology pizza.Please take it or I’ll start crying right now.”
  178. “You’re stronger than you look.”
  179. “If you push me on the swings, I’ll buy you dinner. Don’t push to high, though. I don’t like heights.”
  180. “Wait, you’re gay?”
    “What gave it away? Constant flirting?”
  181. “You came back.”
  182. “Mom? I need help… I’ve made a mistake.”
  183. “So, this is haw it’s going to end. You’re staying with them?”
    “I have to.”
    “You don’t have to betray me. You don’t have to do anything.”
  184. “I’m trying to be less bitter, but your happiness isn’t rubbing off on me.”
  185. “Take of your shirt.”
  186. “You’re sweet.”
  187. “I’ve never felt this sensation before.”
    “Being loved.”
  188. “Do you not realize how much I care about you?”
  189. “I know I’m allergic to peanuts, but I could’t day no when you walked into the office with freshly baked cookies and that damned smile on your face.”
  190. “I like it when you smile.”
  191. “This isn’t what I had in mind, but it’s better.”
  192. “Nothing is wrong. I just really like the smell of your lotion.”
  193. “You’re never this quiet. What’s wrong?”
  194. “How long has it been since you’ve slept?”
  195. “You make a good pillow.”
  196. “I had a nightmare about you and I wanted to make sure you’re alright.”
  197. “I hate you. I hate you so much for making me love you. Why did you make me love you if you never intended on loving me back?”
  198. “When you think of me, if you think of me, remember how much I loved you.”
  199. “I almost lost you.”
  200. “Please, just please make the pain stop.”
  201. “Stop telling me you’re okay.”
  202. “I don’t even know who I am without you.”
  203. “You make me feel like I’m not good enough.”
  204. “You know, it hurt when I realized you weren’t in love with me. But nothing can compare to the pain I felt when I saw you fall in love with her.”
  205. “You left without saying goodbye. I hate you for that.”
  206. “Don’t you dare die on me!”
  207. “What I wanted? I wanted you to fight for me. I wanted you to say that there’s no one else you could ever be with, and that you’d rather be alone than without me.”
  208. “You’re beautiful/handsome, and I’m not the only one who can see that.”
  209. “Twins?… We’re having twins?”
  210. “You are so tiny compared to me.”
  211. “Bring your pretty little butt over here.”
  212. “I want you body. I want your mouth. I want your laugh and your funny faces. I want your friendship and your inspirational thoughts. And I want you to come with me when I go.”
  213. “There’s a leaf in your hair.”
  214. “May I have this dance.”
  215. “This bath is too damn hot.”
    “This is why we can’t do cute stuff. You complain to much.”
  216. “One day you’ll learn.”
    “Learn what?”
    “That someone like me doesn’t get a happy ending. Those are reserved for people like you.”
  217. “That’s disgusting. You’re lucky you’re cute.”
  218. “If you don’t rest, you wont heal.”
  219. “ Why don’t they just kiss already?”
  220. “Is that a challenge?”
  221. “Here, let me see.”
  222. “How could anyone love me?” 
    “Don’t look at me. I married you for your cooking.”
  223. “So… Err, I noticed you’re kind of naked. Is that intentional, or…”
  224. “You forgot me.”
    “It was an accident.”
  225. “Drag your chair here, I can’t translate dead languages.”
  226. “Open this.”
    “Can you say please?”
  227. “Don’t say you love me unless you mean, it because I might so something crazy like believe it.”
  228. “Don’t you ever do that again.”
  229. “I was wrong. I thought I wanted him to look twice at me… Bit I don’t need him to look twice at me when you never stopped looking.”
  230. “I’m fine.”
    “You don’t look fine.”
    “Then stop looking.”
  231. “Things didn’t have to end like this.”
    “But we always knew they would, didn’t we?”
  232. “She’s dead! And it is your fault!”
  233. “Are you going to lecture me about how wonderful life is?”
  234. “They’d be better off without me.”
    “Do you really believe that?”
  235. “It’s okay to cry.”
  236. “I shouldn’t be in love with you.”
  237. “The axe is a bit unsetting, but honestly, you look great.” 
  238. “You asked me if I had any ideas. Not if I had any good ideas.”
  239. “Remove your hand or I’ll rip your arm off and beat you to death with it.”
  240. “So, I just realized… I’ve been shot.”
  241. “Delete it. Now.”
  242. “Could you guys do me a favor?”
    “Could at least one of you look like you are ever going to see me again?”
  243. “Don’t make me smack you in front of these people.”
  244. “I’m not a bitch. Okay, I’m lying, obviously.”
  245. “Can you get the gun out of my face, please?”
  246. “I don’t scare easily, you evil bitch.”
  247. “She’s been in there for hours and I haven’t heard a sound since.”
    “That’s because she left through the window.”
  248. “Don’t you have to be stupid somewhere else?” 
    “Not until four.”
  249. “Your existence gives me a headache. Go stand over there.”
  250. “We have five people trying to kill us right now, what are we supposed to do?”
    “Actually, it’s more like eight.”
    “Oh, sorry I wasn’t specific enough!”
  251. “You passed out for like an hour.”
  252. “This is my ‘I don’t care’ face.”
  253. A: “When I’m not here, do you braid each others hair and debate who the coolest Jonas brother is?”
    *B and C glance at each other*
    B: “No… But it’s totally Nick.”
    C: “Definitively Nick. But Kevin is the talented one.”
    B: “Yes, but Nick is the cute one.”
    C: “What about Joe?”
  254. “Do you know how to braid hair?”
  255. “Babe, I’m sorry.”
    “Suck my ass.”
  256. “What’s your favorite lipstick?”
    *Rambles about lipstick*”What’s yours?”
    “The one you’ll be adding to my lips.”
  257. “You could at least pretend to be interested in what I have to say.”
  258. “I always blame others for my mistakes. Just kidding, I don’t make mistakes.”
  259. “I may not be perfect, but at least I’m not you.”
  260. “Go to your room!”
    “First off, we share a room. Secondly, I am the older one. Bitch.”
  261. “I promised I’d safe you.”
    “I promised I’d kill you if you did.”
  262. “You did what?!”
  263. “I thought you were going to steal a boat?”
    “What do you mean, This is a boat.” 
    “No, no. This isn’t a boat, this is a motherfucking yacht!”
  264. “I wont die for you. I’d kill for you.”
  265. ^^^add your own! ;)

These are a lot! I hope you find one or maybe a few you’d like to request! 

Flashes (Part 3)

Summary: Soulmate AU. “The fault, dear Brutus is not in our stars, / But in ourselves, that we are underlings.” - William Shakespeare (Julius Caesar)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 2,012

Warnings: language, fluff, angst, it’s actually kind of optimistic???

A/N: Well, I did it…at least I tried. The lovely @minervaem challenged me (sort of) to do an angsty story. I’m warning you now, it’s not gonna be pretty.

Reader has her first flash, and stumbles upon some intriguing information…

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Gosh, Stop Flirting.

Pairing: Dean x Reader
Summary: Dean’s packed up all of his stuff and is ready to give up and say yes to Michael leaving you and Sam behind. Cas decides to show him the future he could have if he has faith in his family instead.
Word Count: 2,200
Warnings: fluffy with a little bit of angst, canon divergence, language.
A/N:  Based on an episode from season 5 called Point of no return. Only the beginning though when he’s going to say yes to Michael. Beta’d by @nighttimenoodle 

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Ice Cream and Cuddles?

Chris Pine X Reader
Words: 676

Request: Hey! Can you do a Chris Pine x reader where they get into a fight due to their age difference? Thanks!
Author’s Note: Hi guys! This was requested by anonymous and I am really thankful for it. I just wanna warn you and say that I CANNOT write angst. I’m so bad at it but I want to get better. Anyways, I based the reader as 25 which I thought was a pretty good age. Sorry this sucks, I’ve never written Chris Pine before but I love him. I’ve rambled, so let’s get to it! Sorry for any spelling or grammatical mistakes. Enjoy!

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You walked into the living room where your boyfriend Chris was sitting. You and Chris had just gotten back from dinner with your family and he had been silent the whole way home.

“Chris, are you alright? You’ve been acting weird since before we left the restaurant,” you ask him.

“I’m fine babe, I’ve just been thinking,” he replies.

“About what?”

“Do you ever think I’m too old for you?” Chris poses the thought.

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ateljeer  asked:

Hi! I'm a fellow color lover and I absolutely love your art! ♥ In what kind of situations do you usually feel like creating art?

Thank you so much ;o;

Usually I reeeeally want to draw when staring at other artists’ work and getting mega jealous and what they drew and how freaking good they are. That inspiration/jealousy lights a fire in the belly, so to speak. Also seem to be more into drawing late at night and absurd morning, like 5am in the morning…. and 12am at “night” >__>. Afternoons feel like creative dead zones (like right now OTL )

Good Girl Bonus Chapter: I Should Tell Her

Jiyong’s POV

It takes four hours to pry the little beat up girl off me, not that I wanted to. She had latched on to me like her life depended on it when she showed up, there are so many tear stains on my shirt and pillows. I leave her in my bed, fast asleep, the covers pulled up to her chin. Before walking away I glance at her bruised face one more time, doing my best not to punch a wall or set out a man hunt to butcher who ever would do that to her. I quickly scribble down a note about having to go to the office to get a few things but I’ll be back soon. With that done I leave the room silently and make my way to the kitchen to grab my phone. I have a few missed calls from Seunghyun and even a few messages telling me to meet him in my office.

My heart sinks as I go down the elevator, I don’t want to leave her already without any answers to what happened to her. Her stumbling threw the elevator door bruised and beaten flashes in my mind and fists clench on their own. She couldn’t tell me anything threw her heart breaking tears, the only word she is able to get out when I asked who did this she said Block B. I’m so confused. Why did no one tell me she was missing? No matter how much those bastards in EXO hate me I thought that they would call me for help when it comes to her.

The elevator reaches my floor and I step out into the garage, automatically earning the few cleaning attendants’ attention but quickly loose it when they sense my hostile aura. My blood is boiling. How could they let their pride get the better of them? They just let her suffer instead of asking me for help? I growl out loud and kick the closest thing that just so happens to be one of my cars. The nearby attendant screams as I kick the car again and again, denting it severely. When I’ve had enough I stop and run my fingers through my hair.

“Get that fix as soon as possible,” I snap at the woman before storming off to another one of my cars. I try to stay calm as I drive to the company, but my hands griping the steering wheel until my knuckles are white give my anger away. Outside my company I toss my keys to the attendant waiting outside before storming in. Inside everyone seems to sense my killer aura and quickly parts for me faster than usual. My foot taps impatiently the whole ride up the elevator now that I’m here I want nothing more than to return to Jooyoung. The elevator dings and I’m greeted by Seunghyun who looks as impatient as I am.

“Took you long enough. I have to know if that little girl showed up at your place,” He automatically demands as I begin to storm past him. I stop mid step and glare at him over my shoulder.

“What?” I spit. How did he know she was at my place?

Seunghyun rolls his eyes and walks pass me into my office, “It’s better to discuss these things in private.” He glances at my secretary who just looks scared. I nod and tell Mino I’ll be needing dinner delivered to my apartment.  The scared man nods. I follow Seunghyun into my office and close the doors behind me.

“Hyung what the hell did you do?” I growl.

“Calm down, just tell me, did that little girl go to you or not?”

My eyes narrow on his cold face, “Yes she is there. Now tell me why.”

“I was tired of all of you going crazy about that girl. You were always jealous because of all those other guys had her, you were distracted. So the only way I could think to solve the problem was to either kill EXO or the girl.” My whole body tenses. “Don’t freak out, she is obviously not dead.”

“You didn’t kill-“

He just glares at me, “I did not kill them either. They are good at what they do and I don’t want to deal with taking them over right now so I thought of one other option. I faked her death.”

“You did what?” I snap.

“I made everyone, except for those close to us, think she is dead. There was even a funeral a week and a half ago.”

“How did you do that without a body?” I have to sit down in my desk as I try to understand what the hell he did.

“I got someone who matched her description, height and weight, and then she was beaten to death until you couldn’t recognize her. After I had someone come in and do their magic with fake DNA that girl was technically Jooyoung, enough for the police department to agree with us. The news was made public to her family and soon after EXO who were completely heart broken. They made things a lot easier by leaving the country, now she has no way to contact them to ask about anything.”

I nod my head as I somewhat try to understand, “But if they beat the other girl, why did Jooyoung have bruises too?”

“It had to be done for the videos.”

“Videos?” Of course there are videos, that is Seunghyun’s MO when it comes to kidnapping. My whole body is tense as I begin to think of what else might of happened to her. For something Seunghyun is involved in she seems pretty lucky to get out of there with all of her limbs and no broken bones. But I can’t help myself from pushing away from my desk and punching him across the face with all of my might. He’s on the ground and I find myself kicking him harder and harder until he’s begging me to stop. “I bet she begged, but did you? Of course she did, that is how you work Seunghyun, you make them beg for their life so you can get off on their suffering. Where are her tapes?”

With a shaking hand he reaches into the pocket of his suit and hands me a flash drive. “That is the only copy other than for the one EXO has.”

“It better fucking be,” I growl down at him, “If I see this anywhere I’m going to cut your dick off and make you eat it.”

He chuckles as he sits up, resting against the back of the couch, “Sounds fun. But is this how you thank me for doing all of this?”

I scoff, “You had her beaten almost to death. Who knows what else could have happened and you want me to thank you? For what?”

“For giving her to you. She has no where to go.”

“I don’t want her to love me just because she has no one else.”

“Well it seems to be the only way to get that girl to go to you. She thinks that EXO abandoned her.”

I feel like I’ve been punched, of course she didn’t just run to me, “If they abandoned her how did she escape?”

“I gave them a seven day limit. They could do whatever they want but no killing her. As long as the tapes were made I didn’t care what happened. I was kind of hoping they would be more aggressive but that little girl got her hooks into Zico.” Seunghyun chuckles dryly, irritation on his face.

“How could she do that? She has never seen him before.”

“You are not very good at protecting her either,” He taunts, “you should have looked into her security better, EXO too.”

“You mean….”

He nods, “I mean the man who as been bringing her to you this whole summer was Zico. He had been assigned to kidnap her since he is the leader but he apparently got a soft spot for her in that time and killed all the fun in the videos. Poor thing was heart broken about all of this. He even brought her to the hospital after all of it still claiming to be her innocent body guard who had escaped to go find help but couldn’t get any.”

“Why did he do that? He doesn’t have any interest in her does he?”

“It is written in his contract that he will be her body guard now. He demanded that he be allowed near her or he will tell her about everything and say that it was you who planned it. Even though I don’t like why he’s doing this, I’m impressed with what he’s will to do.”

I growl, “I’m not letting that man anywhere near her!”

“Too bad you don’t have choice. She will be asking about him soon, using the name Joker. Feel free to tell her his real name, Jiho, just do not mention the name Zico or block B around her for a while she might not react well.”

“Hyung what the hell is wrong with you?” I yell at him. “How could you do this to her? Now you put me in this position where-“

“Let me say first off that I don’t give a single fuck about that girl. Second, all I’ve done is filled you in on what you missed while you were gone. I have not put you in any kind of position, you can do with this information what you will. Now if you’ll excuse me I think I may have a few broken ribs. Which reminds me,” He gives me a smirk as he slowly stands up, “You might want to get that girl to the doctor. I heard that she might have a few broken ribs herself and maybe some internal bleeding?”

I don’t hesitate to push him back down and storm towards the door but stop on toes when I think of another question, “Did EXO get all of the tapes?”

He chuckles, “Of course. I wish I could have seen their reactions when the watched them, especially the last one when they beat the hell out of her.  Or maybe the ones where they almost rape her, I don’t know, they all would have been amazing.”

I can’t control my anger as I pick up the vase near my door and throw it at him. It shatters into a million pieces at contact and his laughing stops. My chest is heaving as I step out of my office, not giving my hyung another look but tell Mino to call a doctor. The boy nods and rushes inside. I get into the elevator and press the button until the door closes. I try to stay as calm as possible until I’m able to drive my car into the now empty garage at my apartment building. I click the car off but don’t climb out, I don’t know if I can get myself to face her right now.

She was beaten so badly because of me. She was almost raped because of me. How can I look her in the eye and pretend that I don’t know she is only here cause the others think she’s dead and she thinks they don’t want her. I bang my head against the steering wheel again and again as if I can beat the answers into my head but it doesn’t work. Tears begin streaming down my face as I realize I’m going to have to tell her the truth. She’ll probably cry more, tell me she hates me. I don’t blame her, I hate myself right now. I should have kept Seunghyun on a tighter leash with her. How the fuck could I let this happen to her?

I don’t know how long I was down there but my phone ringing brings me out of myself pity. I look down to see my building calling, “Yes?”

“Hello sir, the young lady in your apartment wanted me to call and ask you when you would be back. I saw that you checked into your garage an hour ago but I thought I would check in with you before I told her that.” The woman at the front desk says politely.

“Tell her I’ll be right up.”

“Yes, sir.”

I hang up and force myself out of the car and into the elevator. The ride up I’m doing my best to prepare for what is to come, the tears and cursing, and that just on my side. I’m not ready for her to hate me. I’m not ready to say goodbyes to Tuesday dinners. The door opens and I’m greeted with an amazing smell. Did Mino get the food delivered already? No, this smells fresh, home made.

“You’re back!” She slowly makes her way over from the kitchen bar where I can see plates filled with food. I look away from the food to her and I’m kind of star struck. She is smiling up at me, her bruises are still there but I try to ignore them because she still looks so beautiful. Her hair is in a high bun with a few curls hanging by her face and she’s wearing one of the many dresses I have for her. This one is a simple peach color that hugs her body so nicely.

But I find myself grimacing and saying, “You look thinner.”

She looks down at herself and blushes, “Being kidnapped and in a coma for three weeks will do that to you.”

“I’m sorry, I just couldn’t filter it. Have you eaten?” I step closer to her. I’ll tell her after she eats something.

She shakes her head meekly, “I was waiting for you.”

“You must be hungry, come on lets eat,” I take her hand and try to lead her but she stays still. I look back at her to see her biting her chapped lip and guilty expression on her face. “What is wrong my love?”

“Can we talk first about something?”

I nod and lean against the back of the couch.

She takes a deep breath, “I want to say I’m sorry.”

“My love-“

She shakes her head at me, “Please let me finish. I want to say I’m sorry for not realizing it sooner. I’m sorry for only coming to you when they are gone. I thought that maybe I was being pessimistic when I yelled at them that day about how things would never work out with all twelve of them but I realized I was actually being realistic. They must have realized that too but that is not the point. The point is when I look at my life I realize that I only every really had one option that I know is best for me, and it is you. Please know that I do love you. I really do, I just needed a little push to get me to you.”

She smiles faintly, “Jihyo told me about what happened between you two and about what you talked about after. About the perfect life you both wanted. I didn’t want to admit it at the time but I like it. I want the husband and the kids and maybe a mistress,” She chuckle so cutely at her joke I find myself smiling. “So if you could please forgive me for all of the things I’ve done to hurt you and accept me,” She’s crying threw her smile. Her small hands are holding mine tightly.

I should tell her now. I have to. But when I open my mouth nothing of what I should be saying comes out of my mouth, “Of course, my love. You can stay forever.”

“Thank you!” She throws her arms around my neck and hugs me tight.

“But there will be no mistresses, you will only need me and I will only need you, I promise.” I hug her back, happy she can’t see the guilt written all over my face. I’m just doing what is best for her. She said it herself, that was not a realistic living situation, I’m doing her a favor. Right?

I’m not the bad guy right?

I’m just a guy in love.

She’ll understand in the long run, won’t she?

That I’m just looking out for her, I’m doing what is best for her. Yes, she will, I know she will in the future. So right now, I’m just going to show her how happy she can be with just me, that will show her, that will help her understand all of this.


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He stood watching her from the balcony. Her golden hair spilling down her back. Her fingers lazily drawing shapes in the white sand, a vision, a picture of serenity soothing his inner turmoil. How did he feel this foreign sense of calm just by looking at her? What was about her that pulled at him, tore at him? Perhaps tore him, left him wide open and yet he felt strong.

He gripped the stone balustrade. His need to reach out and hold her overwhelming him. He knew he was attracted to her but lust had never before made him feel this commanding need to possess a woman. To claim her and protect her. Even with his superstitious mothers upbringing he had never been a big believer of fate or destiny. And now he was tempted to believe that this was fate’s design. Her being here, close to him, where he could witness her smile, her shy eyes and the stubborn tilt of her chin, was all fate.

He was meant to save her and she was meant to hold onto him, just him. She was his destiny. The one woman he didn’t know he was waiting for.

He saw Kol sit beside her and he wanted to fling his brother off into the ocean. Such visceral jealousy, such possessiveness he felt was new but would always be usual where she was concerned.

Vaguely aware of Aurora joining him on the balcony he stood tense still watching his cabron brother flirt with Caroline. Dammit she was his.

Caroline laughed and he felt a smile form on his face, surprisingly because he was unaware of why she was laughing.

Aurora held his arm, “Klaus?” he spared her a glance, annoyed that he had to look away from Caroline.

“Yes.” he responded looking back at Caroline.

“What is going on?”

“I fail to understand your meaning.” Klaus gripped the railing again this time jealousy running like acid through his veins when Kol kissed Caroline’s cheek, her very soft cheek.

“I mean with this girl. Who is she? Why are you so obsessed with her? I thought she was Kol’s gf”

In that moment Klaus realized fate wanted him to decide. Aurora’s question was fate’s way of making him confess what he had recognized the first moment, when he had clutched her close to his heart and she had asked him to “save her”.

So suffused with a new urgency and determination he answered, “She’s mine.”

Unaware that the same instant Caroline had decided to give up hope, watching him standing beside Aurora.

Seeing the formidable certainty in Klaus’s eyes Aurora backed away. She understood the desire and emotion swirling in Klaus’s eyes but it’s intensity was unique, hence her hands around his arms loosened.

It was beautiful the passion she witnessed in her best friends eyes. Perhaps she had wished to see the same potent response from Klaus directed at her, which at the moment had surfaced for Caroline.

Aurora saw how Klaus was mesmerized by Caroline. He kept watching her until Caroline got up and went inside the house.

Awkwardly Aurora squeezed his arm once, wondering was he even aware of it, and left.


Klaus was still seething and pacing. He had been for the last hour in his office since he had seen his brother kiss Caroline, on the cheek, on the cheek , it was just, a hopefully platonic kiss on the cheek and nothing more, he kept reminding himself.

His phone rang. He pressed the speaker button and Finn’s secretary Sage spoke, “Mr Mikaelson.”

“For the last time Sage. Call me Klaus. Mr Mikaelson was my father.”

“I’m sorry Sir. Mr Finn insisted on that title when he was here. It would take some time for me to get used to calling you Mr Klaus. ”

“Klaus. Just Klaus. And I’m sorry. You’re right it’s just been a few days that I’ve been handling padre’s company. Take your time.” he said reasonably but it grated on his nerves being called by his father’s title.

A father who had expected so much from a son so unworthy of his expectations. Someone like Klaus, who had always been a disappointment but his father had never voiced nor believed what his people gossiped about his favorite son.

“Ah Sir. There is a message from your mother. Mrs Esther wanted me to inform you that Bonnie and Ayana just arrived. And she expects you home an hour before dinner.”

“Gracias. Sage. Are there any other appointments i might have forgotten about?”

“An online meeting at four with our Asian suppliers.”

“Could you re-schedule it for tomorrow? I’ve had enough business for one day.” He halted his agitated pacing and sat in the office chair.

“Yes sir.”

“And inform Tony I wish to leave in ten minutes.”

“Okay. Sir.”


He leaned back and sighed before continuing, “Did you have the password for Finn’s log in?”

He felt her hesitate before she replied, “I did. But he changed it before he left.”

“Uh. Thanks.” and he hung up. Then he got up and packed his laptop in his briefcase. A moment later Tony showed up took his laptop and Klaus exited his office.


Bonnie Bennett was the bane of his existence, had always been. From the age of ten when she had moved next door in London to now when she sat stoic faced in the back seat of his car.

He had received Ayana, Bonnie’s grandmother and his mother’s one of very fast friends and Bonnie from the airport twenty minutes ago.

He had expected Bonnie to lash out, or demand answers for what had passed between them the last time they were in each other’s company, but her silent treatment of him and her refusal to acknowledge his presence was grating on him like sandpaper.

Ayana asked him about the weather in El Sagrario and he gave a courteous reply about humidity and hot air being abundant this time of the year. Whereas Bonnie never gave him an ounce of attention and continued to stare out of her the window.

He drove past another car and gritted his teeth when he saw her still engrossed with the view outside. What was so damn fascinating about a corn field? He fucking hated the corn right now. Was he really jealous of a field of vegetables?

Dear lord, it was her fault. She made him feel like this. From her unruly mass of brunette ringlets, her sexy smile, and those soft delicious lips, everything about her tugged at him, made him uncomfortable. He was privy to what he felt for her but she was betrothed to his brother and he couldn’t do anything about it. It was his mother’s wish, she had chosen Bonnie for Nik. And it hurt, it freaking eviscerated him everytime he thought about it. Perhaps if Bonnie had reciprocated his feelings he would have fought for her but she loathed him so he had no choice but to see the love of his life marry his brother.


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“Not him again” Dean groaned beside you and you rolled your eyes, turning the volume of the TV higher.

“Hush Dean, it’s starting” you adjusted yourself on the couch better, as the interview of your favorite band started and they began talking, one by one - whenever a question was directed to them anyway. 

You giggled as you saw your favorite, Patrick, the lead singer of the band - Fall Out Boy - make a funny face. You all but squealed. He was your favorite, of course, though you could not say that you did not love the other member just as much.

The soft spot you had for Patrick, though, had not gone unnoticed by the other person that you had  bigger soft spot for - Dean Winchester. Not that you were going to admit that to him.

He had found out about your silly crush on the singer and, although you brushed it off as nothing since the man was married and you were nothing but another fan of his, Dean seemed to take none of it and only get more… exasperated? 

No, it wasn’t the right word to describe his weird behavior whenever Patrick was mentioned.

He acted like a jealous boyfriend which was completely unnatural because neither was he your boyfriend nor had he shown you ever any signs that could justify his jealousy. He had never shown any signs of being interested in you.

Not to mention that it was Patrick freaking Stump. Why be jealous of him?!

…Well you had a couple good answers to that but that was a whole different issue.

“It’s just- I don’t see the point” he murmured.

“In what?” you asked, not taking your eyes off the screen for even a split second.

“For having a crush on him and all that” he motioned to the TV.

“Hey you love your car as if it were real but I’m not complaining. So shut it and let me listen” you turned the volume higher.

“What? So you love him?” he asked, his voice raising slightly.

“Crush, love. What’s the difference” you shrugged.

“Uh yeah, yeah there is a difference in that. A big one!” he insisted.

“Just let me watch the interview, Dean! Patrick’s going to talk, hush!” you said, focused even more on the TV. Not looking at him for even a second.

“I just don’t understand. I mean he- he’s not anything special anyway. Why do you like him so much?” he asked again.

“Oh you know I could go on forever on that, Winchester” you mumbled with a smile, looking on the TV.

“Yeah, but I mean he- there are other men in the world better than him and, you know, they might be closer than you think. Just like- I don’t know, maybe if you tried to think about it then- you would realize that-” he cleared his throat “You could definitely find someone better, anyone really, even that dude-” he motioned to the TV “-But I mean you could really think about it and-”

“Oh my Castiel, Dean just shut the freaking hell up! Yes I like Patrick which is why I really want to listen to what he’s saying right now but with you rambling on stupid things because of your stupid jealousy over him I can’t! So please, just please - shut it!” you said and let out a breath, directing your eyes from Dean back to the TV.

“I-I ‘m not jealous. Why would I be?” he said crossing his arms over his chest and laughing nervously.

“Yeah, whatever”

[A/N: Don’t even ask why. I’m just gonna go listen to FOB now.]

Things I have learned from Fifty Shades Darker (part 1/?):

2. IT’S ME
3. No really, I am doing this
4. I made a promise to myself to get through this whole trilogy and come out of it alive and kicking
5. Kicking the books into the nearest fire, but kicking nonetheless
6. E.L. James is still working on a new romantic thriller with a supernatural twist. So in Grey, do we find out Christian is part kraken? That would explain so much.
7. I legit don’t remember shit from the first two books. Blocking out things apparently works, just fyi.
8. Wait they already got married what the fuck. Did they get married in the second one? I remember discussions about it but nothing more.
9. I just glanced at the page count. 500 pages. What even is this. No
10. Nopenopenoepnopenope I will not last 500 fucking pages
11. Flashbacks, because why follow a linear plot when you can confuse your readers
12. Mrs Grey here, Mrs Grey there. And a shit load of Mr. Grey because using first names is so last season.
13.I do as I’m told” – probably one of the most used phrases in this book
14.Oh, Christian … my possessive, jealous, control freak Christian” – yet you still married the dude, Ana.
15. Me right now: ?!?!?!?!!?
16.My inner goddess purrs.” – the thing is back someone hold me
17. Ah, the promise of sex in the sea for later. Maybe I can find a way to cause this book to have an “accident” before then. Hmmmmm.
18.I am married. I am Mrs. Christian Grey. I am giddy with joy.” – I am appalled.
19. At least now that they’re married, they can stop with the whole “Mrs. Steele – Mr. Grey” shit when they’re talking to each other. Right? Right?!?!! *E.L.James laughs in the distance*
20.He’s still cool toward her even after six weeks.”- confirmation that literally everything has happened in 6 weeks. That’s less than 2 months. Let that sink in and haunt your dreams.
21. Christian wants them to leave their own wedding already. LET HER HAVE HER FUN, YOU DOUCHE.
22.Christian doesn’t want me to”; “I want to please him” – sneak peek of Ana’s married life, season 1
23.Another female completely captivated by my too-handsome-for-his-own-good husband.” – yes, the author still wants us to think that every woman is attracted to Christian, because he’s apparently God’s gift to women everywhere
24.Holy cow, What, Whoa, Oh my…” – in the span of one paragraph. PLS USE EDITOR KTHX BYE
25. Christian is one possessive motherfucker. He’s said that she’s his about 10 times in the last few pages. Dude. We get it. Do you know what he looks like in my head right now?

26. Christian is mad because Ana was sunbathing topless and the paparazzi may be stalking them. Thing is he’s reacting quite nasty, yelling at her and shit and that just grinds my gears because she’s an adult that can be reasoned with, not an insolent child.
27. Ana: “Every other woman on the beach is topless—it’s not that big of a crime” – heaven forbid Ana be in charge of her own. Fucking. Body. That would be a travesty. A blasphemy. A BLASPHEMY I TELL YOU!
28. “You think I’m going to punish you?” Christian’s voice is silky.
“Do you want to?
– actual lines of dialogue from this book inner goddess squints from her sun lounger where she’s trying to catch rays with a silver reflector fanned out at her neck” – can these rays kill her? Please? Pretty please? *silent prayer to any god out there*
30. “’You want to be?’
‘Depends’, I mutter, flushing.
‘On what?’ He hides his smile.
‘If you want to hurt me or not.’”
– The fact that Anastasia has to admit this about the man she LEGIT JUST MARRIED should be evidence enough that the dude is the worst thing since socks with sandals.
31. And now he’s made her feel stupid for not thinking that she might end up naked on the covers of tabloids.  Because hey, every person thrust into a world like this definitely knows that they have to think of shit like this. Everybody was born knowing everything. Fuck you, Christian, you insensitive ass butt.
32.Don’t pee? How rude. My subconscious looks up from her book—The Complete works of Charles Dickens, Vol. 1—with alarm.” – I’m mirroring this alarm.
33. Also, what even is the sentence above are you fucking kidding me
34. Metal handcuffs and airline eye masks – I already think I will want to scrape the next pages from my mind the second I read them.
35. Pray for my soul, I’m going in.
36.a Christian Grey Fifty Shades punishment fuck.” – that’s legit all you need to know. Brb drinking *downs shot of vodka*
37. I’m only on page 45
38. I cry
39. Also, send all your chocolate and wine and help a girl out

Things I have learned from Fifty Shades of Grey

Things I have learned from Fifty Shades Darker

Trifiesta Day 5: Kirishima’s Birthday

Hiyori and Yokozawa both surprise Kirishima in their own way.

this fic is much longer than yesterday’s (9 parts), so even more fluff; alternating b/t Kirishima’s and Yokozawa’s povs every two parts (except one of Kirishima’s parts is really long so I didn’t give him two parts in a row there). okay, have fun. no smut tho, if that’s what you’re looking for.

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah, of course,” Kirishima smiled, lying through his teeth. This seemed to put Hiyori a little more at ease, but her face still held some doubt.

“Well…I have to get to bed now. G'night, Dad.”

“Night, Hiyo. Love you.”

“I love you too, Dad.” She gave Kirishima a brief hug like she did almost every night, then walked away stiffly towards her room.

Kirishima finally let his face fall, pulling out his phone to text Yokozawa.

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Just speculation and thoughts for next chapter

So ladies please don’t freak out too much about chapter 17 I know that the ending kind of hurts and that everyone and their mother wants to stab Sangwoo right now but let’s take a moment and think about WHY he actually does what he does and what will happen next!

One thing we know for sure is that Sangwoo is aware of the fact that Bum is kind of jealous of the girl (whole toilet scene) and as we know Sangwoo gets a kick out of feeling superiour, being worshipped, adored and what not because it makes him feel strong and excited like a little kid. (Did you see how happy he was when Bum called him handsome? He didn’t even let the little pupper talk about anything else after that)

Another thing we know it that Sangwoo wants to make it up to Bum but how does he want to do it? Buy Bum a new shiny dildo? actually no.

He gets the girl into his house so that there will be an opportunity to slaughter her/kill her in front of Bum or maybe he even plans on letting Bum do the killing (if we refer to previous chapters where he said “it’s your FIRST killing)

So I can see Sangwoo being the sadist that he is that he gives the girl everything she wants, telling her she’s beautiful, fucking her, all of that but only so that he can completely crush her and humiliate her afterwards because it wouldn’t be fun to just kill her. He has to take everything away from her first to make it more exciting to him. I can even imagining him abruptly stopping to fuck her and telling her sth like yeah you’re actually not tight enough and you know what? Even Bum has more sex appeal than you while revealing that the former is in the closet. 

Ultimately what a lot of other people also speculate and what is very likely is that the girl will die.
The real question is how? And if he can make Bum do it or not.

People associating Zico’s new track with that Monsta X incident are just being irrational. First of all, they are not the only group to ever mention Zico openly on broadcast and not the only ones to complain about him. They’re not exclusive at all in this context, so why do some of you even associate this song with them? 

I honestly believe he didn’t have a specific target here. The song could be for so many people out there. There are just so, so many people - fans, idol rappers, underground rappers, tv shows, mcs, hosts and so on - comparing rappers to him – and also comparing him to pretty much every single rapper out there, being them idol or not.

Bobby said that Zico is “a mountain to leap over”. Zico was dissed several times by several rappers. Deepflow dissed him. Rapper DeadP dissed him for “being an idol rapper prenteding to be hiphop and bringing the mainstream kpop to the underground community”. A rapper named Aphelia created a diss called “Zicontrol” saying how frustrating it is to him that Zico has a “guaranteed popularity” for being an idol and how hard it is to be an underground rapper. There was one, that I can’t remember his name now, that dissed BBCs for attending their underground rapper to cheer for him.

“Everyone and their mothers say they’re my rival, when it’s hard enough for me to challenge myself”. He’s just pretty much saying that he’s tired of this. No one can fuck with his team because he has his own color, and that he’s constantly getting better and better. He never stops.

Some underground rappers are jealous pissed that Zico freaking made it and they didn’t. That Zico’s talent and skills are finally being recognised. Yeah, being part of an idol group helped him immeasurably, but hey, if he wasn’t that good, he wouldn’t be here right now and they wouldn’t be so frustrated.

And there are some idols who keep mentioning him everywhere too, even though he doesn’t say or do anything to them. It’s not his fault what other people do or say. He’s not responsable for this. No one gives him a break. There are comparison and judgement everywhere, and yet some of you still complain when your favorite rappers are compared to him.

Not to mention that, when Block B debuted, P.O and him were compared to GD and TOP every single time by everybody. For years. Wherever they’d go. You know, it happens when you just debut. It’s hard and it’s annoying, but it’s just not enough time to build a reputation, it takes a lot of time to finally be recognised and to finally be able to show your skills. Especially when the group/ artist isn’t from the Big 3.

Also, what were you guys expecting? A sad, romantic song? He has always been the type to write his feelings down. When other artists do this kind of thing, no one complains. It’s “dope” and “fierce”. But when it’s Zico…

Sorry if you think I’m being too biased, but honestly, really honestly, y’all just wanna drag Zico down for no reason. I know he’s not the only good rapper out there, there are plenty, but stop making a fuss out of things just because it’s Zico. 

Preference #21 He Gets Jealous

Harry:  You were in New York performing on Good Morning America. During one of your song performances, you have dance number with a guy. It’s nothing to bad, you two are just doing some moves that are well known in clubs and at one point you two are very close and you run your hand down his chest and he leans in like he’s going to kiss you.  You smirk at him and then push him away playfully and finish the song. Once you’re done, with your performances and interviews, you head out for some lunch and you smile when you see all the comments that people have left you on your twitter about your performances. A little later, you call Harry and he answers. “Hey.” He says. “Hey, did you watch GMA?” You ask. “Yeah, I did.” He says quietly. “Well, what did you think of the new songs?” You ask. “I can’t wait for the album to come out soon.” You giggle. “I liked the songs.” He says. You sigh. “What’s wrong?” You ask. “You sound like something is wrong.” “Nothing is wrong Y/N.” He says. “Don’t lie to me Harold.” You say. “I know you and I know that something is bothering you.” You say. He sighs. “I just.. I don’t understand why you had to dance all up on that guy and then you ran your hand down his chest and he almost kissed you! Is that really necessary?” He says and you can hear the jealously in his voice. “I can’t believe you’re jealous over that.” You say. “I’m not jealous!” He defends. “I just don’t like seeing another guy grinding on my girlfriend and her touching him like she touches me.” He says. You roll your eyes. “First of all, I was doing a dance routine for my performance it isn’t like he was random dude at a club and second of all I ran my hand down his clothed chest and pushed him away how is that touching him like I touch you?” You ask. “I wasn’t having sex with him.”  You say. He sighs frustrated. “Okay, okay, yes I am jealous and okay maybe you’re right, but I just I don’t like seeing other guys doing that with you, when I can’t even be near you.” He says with a slight whine. “I knew you were jealous.” You giggle.

Liam: You were out shopping with Liam and while you looked at one part of the store, he went to look another part. While you were looking at some of the clothes, a male worker came over and started talking to you. “I think you would look amazing in that.” He smiles. “And I’m pretty sure it’s your color too.” He says. You giggle. “Do you really think so?” You ask holding up to you. He smiles and nods. “Go try it on and see for yourself.” He says. You nod and grab your size and head to the dressing room. It had a tie in the back at the top of the scoop back and when you came out, you had asked him to tie it for you. He then steps back and lets you look out. “See babe that looks amazing on you.” He says. “Ooh and I know the perfect jeans to go with that.” He says. “Come with me.” He says taking your hand and pulling you over to where the jeans are. You giggle and you continue to shop and try on things with him. After about an hour, Liam walks over and sees you two and thinks that you two are flirting. “Hey, baby girl ready to go?” He asks glaring at the guy. “Oh um yeah almost Jay here was just about to show me something.” You say. He groans. “ Well don’t let me get in the way of you and your little friend here. “ He says. You roll your eyes and whisper something into Jay’s ear, which really irritates Liam. 15 minutes later, you are finally done and take your things to the counter. “Girl, you look so hot in those choices.” He smirks. “Your boyfriend is a very lucky guy.” He says. “Well so is yours.” You giggle. “I would love getting fashion advice all the time.” You giggle. “I’ll give you my number and if you ever have a question text me.” He smirks. You giggle and exchange numbers before proceeding to check out. You then walk over to Liam, who has an annoyed, yet pouty look on his face. “Hey, babe, I’m ready now.” You smile and go to kiss his cheek. He moves his face away. “What’s wrong with you?” you ask. “Oh, I don’t know maybe it’s the fact that my girlfriend was paying more attention to another guy and she was flirting with him.” He says. You giggle at him. “I can’t believe you are this jealous right now.” You say. “I’m not jealous.” He says annoyed. “And why are you laughing.” “I’m laughing because one he works here and he was giving me some really great fashion advice and two we weren’t flirting, we were being friendly, besides I think you are more his type then me.” You smirk. He’s about to say something, but then stops and realizes what you said. “Oh.. Umm. Right.” He says, “I knew that. “ “Yeah, okay.” You giggle and lean up to kiss his cheek. “You’re really adorable when you’re jealous.” You smirk. “I was not jealous!” He defends as you both walk out of the store.

Louis: You and Louis were having a movie day, and of course in all the movies you were watching there were hot men. All day you were talking about how hot the guys were and that most of them were your favorite actor. As you were talking about them, he would just roll his eyes and cross his arms. “I can’t believe you think they are so hot.” He says mocking your voice. “I mean they probably don’t even look like that. Those ABS are probably all fake.” He says. You look over at him and see the look on his face and can’t help but laugh. “What is so funny?” He asks looking over at you. “You are.” You smirk. “Usually I would understand that, but right at this particular moment, I do not.” He says. “Care to explain this one to me?” He asks. “Well I find it very funny over the fact that you are jealous of someone on a screen.” You giggle. “I mean yeah they are real people and they are really hot in person too, but why are you so jealous?” You ask. “Because my girlfriend is being a total fangirl right now.” He groans. “And that’s a bad thing?” You ask. “Yes.” He mumbles. “Why?” You ask looking at him. “Because I don’t know what you see in those guys when you have all of this!” He says standing up and shimming his body. “I mean damn Y/N! How can you even compare this to that.” He smirks. You giggle and shake your head. “One I never compared the two and two, you are right. I have all of this and this is all I need.” You giggle and kiss him. “Damn straight, love.” He smirks and pulls you in his lap.

Niall:  Niall was on the set of your new movie and the scene that you were shooting today, was of course the big love scene. You didn’t tell him that was what was being filmed today. He stayed with you all day even through hair and makeup. You then went to wardrobe and got dressed for the scene. He didn’t think anything of what was going to be filmed because you were just wearing normal clothes. You then both walked to the set, which at first was outside the house. The scene was were you and the male lead were friends, you two had feelings for one another, but were too scared to admit it. In this particular scene, you both were angry and jealous of each other because you two had been seeing other people. You both yell at each other for a bit and then you both end up kissing and end up in bed together. “Action!” The director says. You and the male lead start saying your lines and you both start raising your voices. Then you are being pulled in by him and kisses you hard and passionately. After the kiss, the direction yells cut and you run that part of the scene a few more times. After that you all move into the house, and they film you two as if you are walking into the house from outside and then into the bedroom. “Action!” you hear. You jump up into his arms and then he walks you into the room while you both are still kissing. You then start to discard clothes and Niall finally realizes where this is going. “Wait!” He says loudly. “CUT!” The director says angrily. “What is going on?” He says looking at Niall. You sigh and look over at him. “I need a quick break.” You say. The director sighs and nods to you. “5 minutes.” He says. You nod and grab your shirt and put it on before walking over to Niall and outside. “What the hell Niall?” You say. “I could you not have told me that you were filming a sex scene today!” HE says. You sigh. “I forgot that was what we were shooting today.” You say. “I can’t believe this. How much does he get to see?” He asks. “Huh? Does he get to see everything and do you actually like do that?” He asks. You sigh. “ He doesn’t see anything.” You say. “And we don’t do that this isn’t porn Niall.” You say. He sighs. “I still don’t like it. You should only be doing that with me. I should be the only one seeing that.” He says. “I don’t want you doing it.” He says firmly. “Niall! This is my job! It just a freaking scene. It’s acting. It doesn’t mean anything.” You sigh. “So, you’re sexy as hell, Y/N, What if by doing this he gets turned on and tries something on you.” He says. You groan. “Look, he won’t because this is a professional job, okay? I know everyone thinks that when actors shoot these kinds of scenes, something must happen between them, but they don’t. You have no reason to be jealous right now.” You say. “I’m not jealous.” He says. You roll your eyes. “Yes, you are. You have that jealous look in your eyes right now.” You say. He sighs. “Fine, fine, I’m jealous, but only because you look really hot right now and I don’t think I can control myself and he gets to act like he’s having sex with you.” He pouts. “Nice save.” You laugh wrapping your arms around his neck. “But just think, he only gets to act, you get the real thing.” You smirk. He smirks at you. “Now let’s go back, and be a good boy okay.” You say. He nods and you both walk back in. “Are we ready now?” The director asks. You nod and walk back in place. “Alright, no more interruptions?” He asks looking at Niall. “Um. No Sir.” He says. “Good, I don’t do well with jealous boyfriends on my set got it?” He asks. He nods quickly and blushes.

Zayn: You were out hanging with your brother one day because you hadn’t seen him in a while. Zayn was on tour, so you were really bored. You and your brother went out for lunch and just to walk around and check out some things around town. Of course, you were having run ins with paparazzi taking pictures of you and your brother. Later that day, when you were back at your place, you saw that you had a few missed calls from Zayn. You called him and he answers right away. “What the hell Y/N!” He says. “Umm hello to you too.” You say. “Why are you yelling at me?” You ask. “Because you’ve been out all day with another guy!” He says. “I saw the pictures.” He says. “Are you serious?” You laugh. “Babe, that guy is my brother.” You say. “You know Brad.” “Oh, um really?” He asks. “Yes! I can’t believe you got jealous over my brother.” You giggle. “I wasn’t jealous per say.” He says. “I just wanted to know why there are pictures of my girlfriend with another guy. “ He says simply. “Oh, you were jealous.” You say. “Trust me.” He groans. “I’m not admitting that I was jealous.” He says. “Yeah, I know, you never do.” You giggle. 

anonymous asked:

hEy could you maybe do a HC with all the RFA members when MC is apart of a girl group (like Fifth Harmony bc they're my faves) and how they act to some of their more sexier performances and when they go on tour n the paparazzi n stuff :(( i hope this isn't too long! ty if you do it :)

//it isn’t too long at all!! don’t worry my dude. i apologize for such the time it took! i’m not giving the group a name, but i might change around the genre between like punk or pop or pop punk?? and tbh i’m listening to Fifth Harmony as I write this, so i used some of their lyrics, and some fall out boy ones, too, because that’s my JAM. hope you like it!


  • he’s probably off to the side completely mesmerized by your dancing because wOw
  • you guys are just totally in sync and when it’s your part he’s like “that’s my girlfriend!! dude!! isn’t she great!?”
  • ya’ll go *down low* and he just can’t look away because got damn!! no wonder she’s so good when she’s in charge at home
  • but he’s almost jealous? because he doesn’t want anybody else but him to see you looking so good
  • he’s blushing so hard when you look him straight in the eye and sing
  • I know you’re always on the night shift, but I can’t stand these nights alone
  • He thinks his heart might’ve stopped
  • After the shows over, you go to him and give him a hug
  • “thanks for coming, it means a lot, Yoosung”
    “I-I… Yeah, n-no problem, you were great”
  • you just smirk and you see how he’s getting kind of uncomfortable so you guys head back to the hotel, and your girls shoot you a look and all start laughing


  • “if you could take my pulse right now, it would feel just like a sledgehammer”
  • he gets a little pink and smiles, because you’re on stage and grinning right at him
  • when you move your hips!! he freaks!! he doesn’t know what to feel?? should he be jealous? or wowed? or want to tell people that you’re his? he thinks you’re better than any of your band mates?
  • you NAIL that high note and it pierces his soul and his breath hitches
  • he’s making sure that you get to act in something with him
  • he makes sure to get you away from the paparazzi, but sometimes when he’s feeling playful, he’ll jump in front of you and throw his hair back and they take his photos
  • he always gets excited when you want to sing him a new song, or sometimes he’ll help you out with some lyrics or a melody
  • he’s there for you when rumors get out and he knows that he hates when people misinterpret your actions because you only mean the best for others and it hurts when they’re just straight up mean
  • but it’s okay because he knows that you’re a great person and no one else’s opinions can change that


  • she’s so proud of you like 24/7
  • she brings you coffee before and after shows and during practices and when you’re at the studio
  • she’s so supportive of you and when drama happens, she helps you get through it and move past it because she knows that you can get very nervous and anxious sometimes and then it affects you performances
  • she might even love your performances and songs more than Zen’s
  • she sometimes lets a cheer or shout when you hit a high note because you’ve got such a powerful voice or when you are just ON FIRE LIKE SIZZLE SIZZLE GOT DAMN
  • she’s always laughing with your band mates about you, when she tells them about your awkwardness in public or the embarrassing things you sometimes do
  • you also invite all your band mates and pals at the studio with you to her coffee shop and she secretly loves it because it’s increased business 
  • she listens to your songs in the shower, and sometimes when you’re home, you hang out in the bathroom and sing them for her


  • he’s proud of you and can’t stop watching you preform but he hates how you keep playfully smirking to the others on the stage and the crowd
  • he goes to as many of your concerts as he can, but if he can’t make it, he calls you before hand and tries to live stream it if someone’s filming
  • he doesn’t like the paparazzi snapping pictures of you when you’re on dates, too, so he gets you guys some extra body guards
  • he makes sure that fans don’t get too close and you assure him that it’s fine if they want a photo or something signed, but he does keep his hand around your waist
  • sometimes you like looking at the paparazzi’s pictures, because there are sometimes some nice shots of you and him before you noticed they were taking them, where you’ll be holding hands or just looking really cute


  • Okay so you’ve dragged him to a concert and sat him with some really good seats
  • he loves your music? it’s pretty intense and meaningful and sometimes very intimidating and he wonders how you can go from such a cinnamon roll and is a cinnamon roll to a cinnamon roll that could actually kill you??
  • were all fighting growing old, were all fighting growing old, in the hopes of a few minutes more”
  • he’s nearly dead because WOW what a great song and it’s so true though?
  • then you guys move to a more peppy song with lots of hips and smexy dancing and his eyes nearly pop out of his head because ?? aren’t there twelve year olds here??
  • he doesn’t deny that you look really hot though
  • he can’t stop singing it on the way home
  • when the paps see you, you guys both pose in really stupid way, but it’s so funny and you just can’t stop making each other laugh
  • eventually, you guys get away from them and just smile because you always have fun when you’re with each other


  • okay first of all, he loves your voice? he hears you singing in the shower all the time, and he loves the meanings to your songs
  • he knows that you’re the lyricist and he knows that you’re in a band, but he doesn’t know that you guys dance or are that popular
  • so you take him to one of your concerts
  • and WOW you’re dancing IS GREAT but he’s also a little jealous hehehe
  • he’s heard a lot of your songs and he loves the guitar ?? and the intense drums?? and it’s all his jam, because you’re voice just compliments everything so well
  • it’s a song he hasn’t heard before, a little bit slower than usual, but he can just tell that it’s about him
  • I don’t know where you’re going but do you got room for one more troubled soul?”
  • he’s actually touched, even though he isn’t showing it that much
  • he just hugs you after because you actually sang a song about him to everyone in that place, and he feels a little shy about it, but he holds you so tight because he knows that you love him more than anything

“Michael deserves better.”
“Who is that ugly bitch?”
“He could’ve gone for a model, too.”
“Michael’s mine. He’ll soon realize he’s too good for you.”
I kept scrolling through, reading these awful comments about myself. Usually the hate doesn’t bother me because I have Michael, and everyone else wishes they did. I knew being his girlfriend would come with some consequences, but I didn’t think people would be sending me death threats and hate every day. I mean there are some fans that support me and Michael and I appreciate them with all my heart, but today was one of those days that I chose to focus on the negative. I kept looking through my mentions to see the bad things people were saying. When that wasn’t enough to fuel my whirling mind, I looked on tumblr and saw that they even had a tag for y/nhate. I didn’t think these people were right about me, but what if they were? What if I wasn’t the one for Michael? I’m sure there was someone prettier than me with better hair and a nicer smile. Someone who could make Michael way happier than I could. Maybe he should go for some model instead of me, someone no one even knew or would take a second glance at before I started dating Michael. I played with my lip ring. Michael said he loved it, but everyone else said it was ugly and made my face look 100 times worse. “Babe, I’m home,” Michael said as he walked into my room.
“Michael, I, uh, didn’t hear you come in,” I said as I slammed my laptop shut.
“What’re you looking at?” He asked
“Just tumblr.”
“What on tumblr?”
“Just looking for some inspiration for my next art project,” I told him
“I know when you’re lying to me, y/n,” he said.
Michael came and sat down next to me on our bed, and reached for my laptop. “Michael, no. Please no” I protested.
But he carried on. His face fell as soon as he saw what I was looking at. He read for about thirty seconds before closing all of my open tabs.
“Y/n, why are you looking at this? We talked about this. It’s not good for you. They’re all jealous of you, and have no idea what they’re talking about,” he said.
“I just got bored and stumbled across it, and I couldn’t stop. Michael, what if they’re right. I’m not good enough for you. There are so many girls that are so much prettier than me. You could do so much better,” I said.
I started crying and freaking out. Michael wrapped his arms around me and tried to calm me down.
“Please don’t cry,” he whispered, “I love you so much.”
“But Michael..”
“No. Listen to me right now… Are you listening?”
“Yeah,” I sniffled.
“Okay. First of all, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever met. And you are so smart, and you always make me laugh, and you even cook for me. That’s so cool! And you play video games with me, even when you don’t feel like it. And you’re the best cuddler. And there’s so much more, but the point is I’m so lucky to have you. I love you, y/n.”
“I love you, too, Michael.” I said, as we both wiped my eyes.
“Promise me you won’t look at hate anymore, babe, please.” He begged.
“I promise, Michael,” I said.
“Okay. So wanna go play video games?” He asked.
“Yeah. Sure”
“See, just like I said, you’ll play video games even when you don’t feel like it.”
“Because I love you, and I appreciate everything you do for me.” I said
“It’s okay, babe. I was just kidding anyway. Just stay in bed, so we can cuddle and I can take care of my princess.”

Hetalia World ☆ Stars - 177//178 Ish
  • The fandoms reactions right now:
  • •"someone protect H I M"
  • •"hush baby hush you're beautiful Canada hush"
  • •"I can relate to Canada"
  • •"So America is cannonly jealous of Canada and vise versa-"
  • •"oh, my feels ;-;"
  • •“My ass is itchy”
  • •“More than brothers”?????
Liam Oneshot - Kidnapped

requested by anon

Liam freaks out because Garrett kidnapped you.

“Has anyone seen Y/N? She doesn’t reply to my messages” said Liam walking to the pack. 

“In fact I’m starting to worry too. She has never ignored my messages. And she forgot about our meeting.” replied Lydia. “Do you think something has happened?”

“Did you querrel?” Scott asked Liam.

“Even if they did she wouldn’t ignore me.” replied Lydia instead. “I always give her advice abou boys and…”

“What? Are you talked about me too?” exclaimed Liam.

“That’s not important now! I’ll check if she’s at home.”

“I’m going with you, Scott!” insisted Liam. 

“Oh, are you looking for Y/N? What if I say I know where she is?” suddenly said Garrett coming to his locker. 

“What are you talking about?!”

“I said that I know where your precious Y/N is. She is safe. For now. We can arrange a kind of exchange. You’ll return Violet and I’ll tell you where I hid Y/N.” he smirked.

“What did you do?!” growled Liam. “If you hurt her…”

“Stop that, Liam, not at school! Stiles, keep him back!” 

“And how am I supposed to do that?!” sighed Stiles.

While he with the help of Lydia tried to calm furious Liam down, Scott lowered his voice: “You know that I don’t have an idea where Violet is, we have nothing to do with it.”

“I don’t care. You’ll find her and then I’ll return Y/N. Only then.”

“Step aside, Stiles, I’ll kill him right now!” hissed Liam.

“Stop it! You can’t kill people. At least at school.” shushed Stiles still trying to stop him. 

Garrett smiled and walked away as Lydia said: “We have to do something but it can be a trap you know.”

“Can’t you use your werewolf powers to find Y/N, Scott?”

“I can try. But I need some of her things to find the scent.”


After a few hours of a long search the friends found an abandoned house on the outskirts of the town where Garrett hid you. Tied with cords you sat in the corner of the empty room, shocked and desperate. 

“Oh my God, Y/N!” shouted Liam running to you and trying to untie you. You noticed his hands shaked a bit and he couldn’t cope with the rope. “I was so afraid that… that he did something to you. He didn’t hurt you, right? Otherwise I’ll tear him to pieces. Well, I’ll kill him anyway.”

“Hey, relax. Liam. We won’t kill anyone” interrupted Scott helping you to rise to your feet. “Are you ok?”

“I’m… quile fine now, thank you all…”

“Thanks God you’re safe,” hugged you Stiles.

“Hey, step away from her,“ Liam looked unexpectedly gloom.

“What? Why can’t I… Are you… jealous?” teased Stiles putting his hand around your shoulders and added smiling: “You know, Y/N, he was literally freaked out when he knew you were kidnapped.”

“Shut up, Stiles!” Liam was embarrassed.

“Ok, stop playing, we need to take Y/N home. Lydia’s waiting you there too,” responded Scott leading you to the door.

“You know, you should tell her,” smirked Stiles, “Everybody sees you like Y/N.” Liam left him not saying a word. “What? I just try to help you!” 

A/N: Sorry that I made you wait for a long time. Hope it won’t disappoint you.

[© to the artist]

So its canon that Kuroo is a chemistry freak, so I have a few headcanons now:

- He always ALWAYS knows what to do in the school lessons.

- Fights with others in class about the right answer.

- In the end he was right and he feels like a genius.

- Sometimes he is the one who shows the experiments infront of others, in a cool and kuroo-way.

- His teacher gets lightly jealous about it.

- He helps his s/o with homework or studying for tests.

- Sometimes he calls people like chemistry stuff instead of words like “asshole” or something like that.

- He shows his s/o how to make experiments and she just nods while he mixes the things, but she isn’t listening because he looks so sExy when he does, and he doesn’t notice it.

Named After His Father - Calum

Requested by anon - Can u pls do imagine where(y/n) have really big fight with calum and break up and weeks later she finds out she’s pregnant with him,but doesn’t tell him and after a few years he sees her and finds out that’s his kid

I feel my heart rate increase as I see a black SUV pass me with tinted windows but I sigh as it continues. It’s been a year and a half since I gave birth to Tommy  and it was 8 months before that when Calum and I ended it. Every time I see something that reminds me of him I get nervous because I didn’t tell him about his son. Yes, I named him Thomas after him. Yes, I gave him the last name of Hood, but no, Calum has no idea. I try to keep up with them on twitter so that I know when they are home or if they are away and base my activities off that. The fight we had wasn’t as bad as you would assume but I see now that I was a little hormonal and things were different in my mind then they were in reality.


He sat on the couch at our shared flat looking at his phone when I brought up the girl down the street that has been leaving things for him again. 

“I understand that she is a fan Calum but the problem is that she has started leaving her underpants in our mailbox and it’s just a little creepy." 

"It’s not like I’m keeping them Y/N, she will stop eventually” he grumbles.

“I just went to get the mail right now and she literally ran up to me and yelled at me that I couldn’t bring it in because it had to be you. Do you know how freaked out I am. What if it’s worse then underwear in there or what if she plans to jump you or something when you go out” I start to get frantic about it. 

“SHUT UP!” he yells and I stop dead.

“Excuse me?" 

"Just stop. Stop bitching about this. So there is some fan who is sending me things. Stop being jealous and do something about it other then annoying me with it." 

"You know what, fine. Go out and get attacked by her and see if I give a shit. She can have you for all I care. If all you think I do is bitch about things then this one should surprise you, I’m going to stop bitching about how shitty you have been treating me this month and just leave.” I ignore the burn in the back of my eyes and fight the urge to cry.

“You won’t” he tests me. I turn around and go into the bedroom, locking the door on the way. I take out the biggest bag we have which is the one Calum usually takes on tour. I put all my clothes in it before I feel a sudden wave of nausea come over me. I run to the ensuite and throw up in the toilet a few times  before I feel well enough to sit on the edge of the tub to steady myself. I calm myself by saying it was just nerves. I continue to pack everything that was in the bathroom and I hear the handle to the bedroom jiggle.

“Open the door Y/N” he says loud enough to go through the door.

“Not happening Calum” I say back. 

“Let’s just talk about this.”

“This is me talking, I have been dealing with this girl for months and I have been trying to just hang out and do things with you since you have come home from tour and I got maybe 2 days out of you in the 30 you have been home. You come home drunk from parties with the boys or go on vacation with your friends and leave me here, I’m done being treated like I’m just a housekeeper. I’m taking what I need and I will come back for the other stuff when you leave for tour again.” I ramble and I hear him groan. 

“Why are you being such a bitch about this? Are you on the rag or something?” I was about to open the door to leave but the door flew open a lot faster then I had intended. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I shouted. I pulled my suitcase behind me and down the stairs before slamming the door behind me. 


That was the last time I saw Calum in person and that was the day I found out why I had been throwing up so much. Of course my mum and dad knew that I had Tommy and they were there for it but I disagreed enough with them on how I should raise him that we haven’t been talking for months. 

“Y/N?” I hear from behind me and I freeze. I knew exactly whose voice it is that I hear and I look down to the top of Tommy’s head. I see Calum’s hair and know that as soon as he sees him, he will know what happened. I turn my body without turning the stroller. 

“Hi Calum” I say with my heart pounding and my breath increasing. “I thought you guys were in Melbourne this week.”

“You keep up on me?” He asks and I see his head pop to the side, looking behind me. 

“Who is that?” he asks curiously. I turn the stroller around with a sigh.

“His name is Thomas but I call him Tommy” I tell him and his eyes grow a little bit. 

“How old is he?” He asks while looking at him instead of me. 

“Year and a half” I answer. I take a deep breath and close my eyes before I decide that honesty is the best policy. “I named him after his father.” I look Calum in the eyes waiting for it to register. 

“What’s his last name?" 

"Same as yours.”

“You didn’t tell me.”

“I didn’t want to burden you.” I say and he nods his head. 

“Can I….Can I hold him?” I nod slowly and unbuckle Tommy from his stroller picking him up and handing him over to Calum. Tommy looks at me and I can tell he is confused but I smile at him as I fix his shirt.

I sign ‘daddy’ to him by placing my hand flat out and tapping my thumb on my forehead. Calum watches me with concern in his eyes.

“He is deaf?”

“Yes. The doctor says that he can get this thing called a cochlear implant but there are a bunch of rules before it and he has to get a hearing aide first for a couple months and it’s too expensive for us so we are working with sign language.” I say with a sad smile. Calum stares at me with his brows furrowed while Tommy kept playing with his hand, trying to make him say daddy.

“What doctor?”

“His name is Dr. Kenneth and he works out of the clinic down the block.”

“Why don’t you take him to a regular doctor?”

“Cal, I’m still working to pay off the bills from his birth, I can’t afford anything more then the clinic but Dr. Kenneth is really good.”

“You don’t have to worry about money. Whatever you need, I can give to you” he says before he smiles at Tommy. He taps his thumb on his head and giggles. I smile sadly and decide I should tell him more.

“I’ve shown him pictures of you and he knows who you are” I say shyly. “There is a picture of you from New York next to our bed and when I can afford internet  I let him watch a couple of videos.”

“What do you mean when you can afford it. Where are you living?” I stay quiet for a minute and move Tommy’s hair out of his eye.

“He has your hair” I try to change the subject. Calum does look at it and shakes his head yes before looking back at me.

“Where?” He pushes.

“Three Bridges” I say quietly.

“The one room apartments?” He says shocked. 


“Come with me” he says.


“I can’t let my family live like this without the best care when I can afford it” he argues.

“Calum, he can’t hear you but he can tell your tone” I warn but fake a smile while I do it. Calum understands and smiles back. 

“Please. Come with me and we can work it out, let me make up for this.”


“I won’t take no for an answer.”


“The van will be outside your apartment tonight. I’ll come over and get you guys and we can go to dinner and talk further.”

“I don’t have a car seat, we walk everywhere.”

“You are making my decision easier. Come with me now and we will pick the best one and get it for my car.” He tells me with a finality.

“You are starting to remind me why I loved you in the first place.”

“I never stopped Y/N…I never stopped.”