this isn’t directed at anyone in particular, so don’t take it personally. i’ve just seen so much drama lately and i’m honestly tired of people.
please, PLEASE stop doing stupid shit. this is a dumb site we use to get AWAY fromother stupidshit. stop sending hate, stop starting drama, stop stealing other’s shit, stop manipulating people, stop white-washing, just STOP with the unnecessary bullshit. please. you’re not helping yourself, and that is WHY there are so many callouts lately because of this stupid bullshit. it’s hurt people and dealt them a lot of unnecessary stress that they probably didn’t need. be honest with people, be kind to people, make everlasting memories with your friends, and don’t start unwelcomed bullshit with others. your toxic behavior will not only hurt yourself but others. think of that, would ya?
So my girl Tiffany @earthtogot7 told me that there was this instagram account (yutaslines) that posted my content without my permission and she kindly sent me a screenshot since I don’t have an insta:
Now I find it highly unlikely that he didn’t see the url of my blog when he decided to be this rude and not even credit me when reposting it, and I got the instagram app just to check out this account and……..I found that he was reposting other people’s videos and tumblr content as well:
I find it incredibly rude for these instagram accounts (or any account on any website ffs) to be reposting people’s original content without their permission or without crediting them. This has happened to me several times on several occasions when I get messages of someone letting me know that an instagram account or a wattpad account has reposted my writings or my memes, but tbh I chose to do nothing about it bc I didn’t have an instagram.
But now I’m honestly sick of it and really need your guys’ help.
If you could please just leave a comment on their posts, or message them, or even have them reported…..I’d really appreciate that. I don’t want myself or any of these content creators to have their content stolen and reposted like this, it’s the highest form of disrespect to us.
I’m only asking yall bc YOU guys are literally the reason why I have this blog and why I post this content, so it’s not only disrespectful to me and all those other blogs, but YOU as well!!! My followers!!!! Nothing makes me more angry.
I strongly encourage all of you to report any accounts that are similar to this if you happen to stumble upon them, esp if they’re not crediting anyone or claiming the posts were their own. I’m sure all of us tumblr creators would appreciate nothing more bc it happens to us more than anyone else <3333
It’s completely fine if you don’t have an instagram account, I just wanted to post this so you could maybe help me out by reblogging instead and spreading the word if you possibly can!!
Thank you so much my loves, I really didn’t know where else to turn and who else to ask 💛💓💝❤💘💙💖💕💖💚💞💝💜💛❣💖💕💗💚
Warnings: Angst, dark ass fic, kidnapping, reader held hostage, Demon Dean being a stalker and gross, sadness, just…it’s weird and dark…
Word count: 971
Summary: You’re the only thing on his mind and he’s determined to make you love him, whether you like it or not.
A/N: Ok, so…requested fic by anon - Could you write a Demon!Dean fic based on Make You Love Me by Gavin Creel where he becomes kinda obsessed with the reader? Ok, so took me forever to find the song, and this is where I went with it. Dark as hell, but this is where my mind decided to go. . Also, sorry this took sooo long!! Hope u like it!!
Hello!! I’m looking to follow a lot more new blogs!!! I’ve never really done a formal follow spree before but I’m hoping I can find more cool people to follow bc my dash is really dead rn;;
Please REBLOG this post if you would like for me to check out your blog and TAG the fandoms you’re in!!! This will help me a lot to sort through blogs quickly and it also helps me to get to know people!! So if any of the following applies to you please reblog this post:
Boku No Hero Academia
General Seasonal Anime
Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun, Ouran, Kuroshitsuji, Norgami, Tokyo Ghoul, etc.
Video Games (Final Fantasy XV, Persona 5, and any others)
You MUST have a tagging system bc I can’t live without blacklist and I need shit tagged!!!
I will not follow you if I see that you repost/steal art or graphics. Consequently, I’ll most likely report you bc that shit is not cool.
I will do my best to go through all blogs asap but please don’t be upset if I don’t follow you in the end. I’m also not looking for anyone to follow me back just bc I followed them so don’t feel pressured about that!!
Mutuals: It’d be cool if you reblogged this to help me out if you can!!!
Request: A micheal gray x reader where he absolutely adores her (his wife) but polly doesn’t like her and tries to break them up until she realises how happy the reader makes michael?xx
Note: I got so carried away it will be in two parts now!!
You are woken up by the sun burning through your window creating a frame of light over your fiance. His strong jaw line clenched and unclenched as he dreamed. You traced his chest with your fingers, his soft skin comforting to touch. You watched him as his eyes flickered open adjusting to his settings, smiling when he saw you staring at him.
“What are you looking at?” he smirked, pulling you closer and turning around to face you. You leaned forward pushing your lips against his as he ran his hands down your back and through your hair. You pulled away slightly as your face rested into a more serious expression.
I’ve been thinking about this and I made a post on it a while back that I deleted but I’d like to pop the idea back out there. Fi judges a situation on what they personally believe is right and wrong. Fe judges a situation on what they perceive to be right and wrong. Internal vs External. But if an Fi has been taught beliefs that align with the same society and Fe has been living in (and perceiving) then it will look similar. Some examples are:
Should I date my friends ex-boyfriend?
Fi: I would be upset if someone did that to me. So, no.
Fe: She’d be upset if i did that to her. So, no.
Is it okay to drink, just a little, if i am underage?
Fi: I’ve done it before so I think it should be okay. Or I don’t think it will do me any harm
Fe: Everyone else is so it should be okay. It hasn’t done any harm to anyone else
Is it wrong to steal?
Fi: I personally, feel as if that is wrong. And I wouldn’t want someone to steal from me.
Fe: Everyone knows stealing is wrong. No one else thinks its okay.
Hit me up with your thoughts on the topic. Ovbs there are good and bad aspects of both (Fe is too easily influenced sometimes, Fi is too self focused sometimes etc etc). Hope this helps some of you with understanding the differences AND similarities.
Title: Liar, Liar. Pairing: Jack Wilder x Female!Reader. Words: 1071. Rating: K. (Pretty fluffy man yas)
He’d go back to cards, and he’d go back to mischief, and lies.
You always loved the way Jack’s hands held and worked with cards. The way he would flick his wrists, and wiggle his fingers silently to get the cards to move with him as something you were childishly envious of. You could occasionally hear his skin slipping against the surface of a card, his calloused fingertips shuffling quietly. Watching him was enough to leave you with a vague sense of amorous flooding into your mind. Jack’s movement was fluid and dynamic. There was no doubt that he was talented. To the outside world, the talent was simple, but to you, and to the other Horsemen, you knew better. The cards weren’t just a ‘hobby’ to Jack, like many people saw. The cards were a weapon, and could always be used as such. This was a case of ‘the closer you look, the less you’ll see’, something you learned from Atlas.
And when placed in front of destruction, or stress, or something unfamiliar emotionally, Jack would always go back to being mischief, back to something he was familiar with. He’d snuggle himself out of the problems in his life by using his charm, his magic, and deception. This, was something you were a little less envious of.
And when it came to relationships, not just romantic, but platonic, he had trouble, and built himself up on lies. It was the easiest way to live without getting hurt yourself, without getting too attached to someone, or something. “I steal hearts, and wallets”, Jack had explained to you when you first started dating. It was as if he was warning you of what was to come, but you still found yourself fall in love with him. And, Jack was good at giving you reasons to love him, even if you weren’t sure if they were the truth, or just another lie to avoid getting hurt.
And so, you found yourself agape as he fiddled with cards on the couch, sitting across from you in the small living area of the hide-a-way house. The book in your hand was ignored as you did this, the page unturned for at least twenty minutes. With a sharp flick of his wrist, a card went flying forward and patted against the edge of your seat, captivating your attention and telling you that he wanted to talk. “Hm?” You ran your eyes up to catch hold of his own. Warmth was the first thing you thought of when Jack glanced back at you.
“You look tired,” Jack mentioned, shooting you a grin. Whether it was intentionally charming, or if it was just friendly, you weren’t sure. “If you’re having trouble sleeping, go as Merritt to help. I’m sure he will.”
You grimaced at that thought, chuckling more to yourself, “I think I’ll pass.”
“Are you okay?” The abruptly asked question caught you off guard. Leaning back in your chair, you opted to nod a response, hoping to leave it there. “No, you’re not. You’re lying.” Jack sat forward from his spot to get a better glance at your face as you turned away from him. It was hard to avoid such a thing now-a-days, as Jack was learning to read body language, and facial expressions from Merritt. Something that was either going to be amazing, or not so much. You’d yet to decide.
“I was just… Thinking…” Your brows furrowed together, “You told me about what you did before you found the Horsemen, and I just wondered if you’ve…”
Jack’s eyebrows pressed together as well, a crease expressing itself between them as you stumbled over your words, “Have you ever lied to me?” You finally asked.
His throat tightened, and the ability to think and breathe seemed to be barely out of reach. Somewhere, deep down, he knew this was coming. Girls always asked him this, whether it was sooner, or later in the relationship. The answer was always the same, but Jack found it hard to tell you it. With a heartbreaking voice, he nodded and whispered agonizingly, “Yeah… I have… Probably more than I want to admit, but…”
Your heart sank into your stomach, and the feeling washed over you in wave after wave. You began thinking about where he could have lied to you. But, then again, everything, this entire relationship could have been a lie, and he was just conning you. That’s what Jack did. “When did you?”
He sighed, rubbing the back of his head. The baby hairs at the nape of his neck tickled at his fingers as he did this, another deep breath of air rocketing through him, “It’s not as bad as it seems,” Jack tried to explain, “You know me pretty well, and I promise… Things I’ve told you like that are all true it’s just…”
“Just what?” It felt like you were speaking out of your body, looking down at watching this all take place. The surreality of the situation was unnerving and unsettling.
“When I told you I’d steal your heart, and your wallet well,” Jack managed to chuckle, but it was short lived when he caught eyes with you. The severity of how he was placing his words and phrases was apparent in the way your face was expressing sadness and hatred. It was a fine line between those emotions, but Jack had always been able to read you like a book, with, or without Merritt’s help. “I lied… It’s taken me a while to realize it but… Man.” He laughed, shoulders raising as he stood and walked across the room towards you, “I only want to steal your heart, if that’s okay with you. I know your wallet is nice, but I…”
His fingers cupped your cheek ever so slightly, grazing your skin lovingly. It was enough to sooth you, “I love you.”
“I love you too.” It was simple, but still made Jack’s heart flutter wildly. There was nothing quite like this sort of magic, where it wasn’t a deception, and where you weren’t tricking anyone. It was pure, and it was appreciated. Craning his head down, he pressed a warm kiss against your lips, savoring the feeling before pulling away.
“I may have also lied when I told you I wasn’t the one who left the toilet seat up when you fell in.” Jack murmured, smiling ever so slightly.
“Ahem.” Chloé stood at the front of the class. “I have a very important announcement to make.” She tapped her foot impatiently, waiting for the chatter to stop.
Eventually the class seemed to decide that the sooner Chloé made her announcement, the sooner she would stop taking, and they quieted down. Chloé snapped her fingers and Sabrina unfurled a rainbow flag as a backdrop.
“Thank you.” Chloé smirked. “I would like to announce that I have no interest in the male gender. They’re useless to me. I’m a lesbian.” She smiled smugly and then frowned, clearly annoyed at the lack of thunderous applause.
Hello, dearest! Here it is, I really hope you enjoooy! <3
Sentences: 63. “Flea markets don’t carry fleas, you know?” 64. “Here, take my blanket.”
Words: 1.181 (I’m just never gonna learn lol)
You loved it when Steve took you out on long walks around Brooklyn. It was a moment of peace from all the troubles roaming the world, placed upon his shoulders for him to carry. The long walks was a way of letting all of that go and just be you and him, alone, with no cares in the world. You looked at the blond beside you, smiling softly as you squeezed his hand. He turned to look at you, his ever charming smile playing on his lips.
“What?” he asked, his eyes calm displaying the calmness he was feeling inside instead of the constant weight he always carried on his shoulders.
“Nothing, I just love this,” you said as you sent him a smile, making him smile even wider.
“Me too,” he said, leaning closer to press his lips against yours in a tender kiss. You chuckled against his lips, pecking them once more before turning your attention back to the way you were walking.
“But,” you began, making Steve chuckle.
“But what?” he asked, his tone knowing as he always seemed to know that something was behind your ‘but’s.’. You snorted, bumping your shoulder to his arm.
Eisuke is still working so I read a magazine in the living room and wait for him to finish. The magazine I’m reading is a jewellery catalogue with all sorts of rings, bracelets and expensive necklaces.
I notice my engagement ring glint in the faint evening light. I put the magazine down briefly and gaze at it. The diamond is cut precisely, down to the smallest edge.
I look over at Eisuke as he works on his laptop and I realise that I haven’t given him an engagement ring yet. The magazine has a good selection of rings that would suite Eisuke’s expensive taste. And I have a day off tomorrow so I can go look for one.
I didn’t realise that Eisuke had looked over at me and stood up. I look up and his face comes close to my face.
“Eisuke?” I ask. He leans his forehead on mine and cups my face with his large hands. His warmth and scent are so soothing that I close my eyes. His lips press against mine lightly before pulling away again.
I pout and ask “Are you finished?”
“Pft, yeah I am.” He takes my left hand and kisses the diamond on the ring.
“We’re going to be family soon. Right?” I ask quietly.
“Yes. And I won’t let you go either. You’re stuck with me for the rest of your life now.”
I giggle. “I know. I wouldn’t spend it with anyone else Eisuke. You’re my one and only.” Eisuke smiles and kisses me again.
The next day, I walk down the stairs into the penthouse lounge. Ota is the only one in the penthouse.
“Morning. Where is everyone?” I say.
“Who knows. Baba’s gone to steal something in Brighton so I have no one to keep me company.”
He notices that I’m wearing my coat and asks “Hey where are you going anyway?”
Uh oh. I can’t tell anyone that I’m going to look for engagement rings. But Ota is an artist, so maybe he can help me.
“Come with me, I’ll tell you what I need to buy in the limo,” I say and I push Ota out of the penthouse.
“Wait! I never said I would come with you!”
I explain to Ota what I’m doing and he says “I could just make you one. I mean, it would cost, though,”
“I know what your definition of cost means. And I can’t pay you that much money.”
“Fine, I’ll help you. But Eisuke has expensive taste so you should probably buy an expensive one.”
“Ugh, I know that.”
Actually, I was thinking about using the money that Eisuke deposited into my bank account after we got engaged. Once we’ve found one, I’ll buy it with that.
Ota suggests some of the most expensive and highly reputed jewellery shops in London. The limo stops outside and we get out.
“What kind of ring are you even looking for Vivian?” Ota asks.
“I want something simple. But I also don’t want it to be too simple that it doesn’t suit Eisuke at all.”
“I see, well the rings here aren’t that flashy.” We look inside the glass cabins and see a whole selection of engagement rings.
“There’s a platinum ring over there.” Ota points to one and it costs £3 million. I almost choke at the number of zeros following the 3.
“It’s nice. But that’s so expensive.”
“Don’t look at the price, otherwise you’ll say no to the right ring if it’s expensive.”
“That one has an infinity sign on it,” I say.
“I don’t think that’s Eisuke’s style.”
“Hm, maybe you’re right.”
“At any rate, these don’t suit Eisuke so let’s go to the next one.”
Me and Ota search all over London for the next few hours, we even stopped for lunch before going back outside again.
“This is the last shop in London. If we don’t find one in here, then maybe I’ll make one for you, at a discount.”
He says a discount but that’s actually still in the millions.
The rings they have are stylish yet simple at the same time. I see a ring with the spade symbol from poker, with the A for the Ace.
“What about that one?” I point to it and Ota asks for it to be brought out.
I take it in my hand. It’s quite light and the spade symbol is engraved into the sides of the ring.
“I really like this one Ota!”
“I think it will suit Eisuke as well. I mean he is the Ace after all.” Ota says, smirking.
“We’ll take this one.” He tells the sales assistant.
“Of course, would you like anything engraved into it? A name or number?”
I think to myself.
“Okay. I’d like to have…”
Since the ring has to engraved, it will take longer for it to be made. Finally, though it’s finished and I head to the shop to pick it up.
“Here you go, ma’am. I hope your fiance cherishes it.”
“Thank you,” I reply. The ring was £8 million! I nearly fainted but I paid for it anyway.
I quickly head back to the penthouse and when I enter, everyone is inside, including Eisuke. Without being able to contain my excitement, I grab Eisuke’s arm and pull him in front of the TV.
I slip the ring onto his finger and hold his hands in mine. Eisuke’s surprised, as is everyone else (except for Ota), but he looks at the ring and smirks.
“Ace huh. I like it, you made a good decision Vivian.”
He hasn’t seen the best part of it, though.
“Let’s see Boss!” Baba says.
Eisuke holds up his left hand and the ring glints in the light.
“That’s so cool!” Baba exclaims.
“You made the right decision kid,” Mamoru comments.
“Suits you Eisuke,” Hikaru says.
“Anyone who sees that will probably run away since it looks so empowering.” Soryu states.
“Fits you perfectly Ichinomiya,” Shuichi remarks.
Eisuke glares at him but says nothing.
“Hey, Ota, where were you yesterday? I got back from Brighton and you weren’t in your room.”
“Oh, I was with Vivian looking for engagement rings. She took forever but she finally found one that we both agreed would look best on Eisuke.” Ota answered.
“You spent the whole day with Ota?” Eisuke asked.
Eisuke suddenly throws me over his shoulder and heads into our bedroom where he punished me for hours.
Soon I lay exhausted in bed and I cling to Eisuke’s body.
“There’s one thing that you haven’t seen in the ring,” I say.
I take his left hand and take the ring off. Inside the band, it says ‘You belong to me’ engraved in beautiful writing.
“I belong to you huh.”
“Yes. No one else is allowed to have you except for me.”
“Mm I know, who gave you permission to think that anyway?” He smirks at me and we spend the rest of the night in ecstasy and bliss.
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@mostly-ouat is reposting edits, art, screenshots of gifsets, etc. Mostly CS stuff, but general OUAT stuff too. I tried sending a message asking them to please stop, because I know sometimes people just don’t know better. Their response was to block me.
I’ve reported their reposts of my edits to Tumblr and I’d encourage anyone else whose work they steal to do the same.
Reposting isn’t cool. Gif and edit makers deserve credit for their work and reposting only discourages people from creating more cool stuff. Please have a look to see if you recognise anything, report it or alert the original creator, and please help spread the word!
The only thing he can ace is participation. In and out of the classroom
Req: May i have an Office smut between the reader and Jimin please?
Req: a series of high school au for each member? can be smut or fluff!
“Oh god.” You moan as soon as you enter the principal’s office with a stack of neatly aligned papers, watching a smug grin curl on Jimin’s lips as he sits in the principal’s reclining chair.
“Hello Y/N.” His eyes roam your attire, displeased to find barely a lick of exposed skin from your stockings to the hem of your skirt.
“Nice try.” You jut out a hip, neatly placing the stack of papers on the corner of the desk.
“Such a kind and orderly office aide.” Jimin hums, giving you a thin look laced with bad intention. “It’s always so nice to see you.”
You couldn’t say the same, especially after having him in here nearly every day for the past few weeks. And especially after having to be in the same school as him since middle school where you confessed your love and had him laugh in your face.
So you couldn’t really describe his all too regular visits as nice.
It seemed every time he came the reasons became stupider and stupider, as if he was just looking for an excuse to get another red card. You can’t deny the first time he came in you were a little flushed to see him, for even your reasonable demeanor could not resist the temptation of his godly looks.
You believed him to be a good student, maybe a fuck boy since he always had girls on every arm but good for him. He was getting more action in a day then you had in your life. You had to give credit where credit was due.
Now though you are just annoyed. With his presence. With his looks. And how your stomach still panned out every time you came into contact with him. From lust or dread you wished you didn’t know.
“What are you even doing in here? Oh, wait, let me rephrase that, what did you do this time to end up in here? And why are you sitting in the principal’s chair?
“So many questions.” He rolls his eyes, taking a lip between his teeth and rolling it in boredom. “I may have told the teacher to go fuck herself with a screwdriver. And then I may or may not have commented it probably would be too big for her since she’s so uptight.”
Your mouth falls open, shaking your head at his endless stupidity before continuing your rant. “Nonetheless, you’re only allowed to sit here and here.” You point to the cheap chairs behind you. “These are where the bad boys have to wait.”
Jimin leans over the desk, suddenly interested with your words. “You think I’m a bad boy, Y/N?”
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Slbp ladies, we have kinda figured out who it is. @jemchew regrettably is not responding to any one or talking to us. We actually deserve it as a fandom. I am sorry jem. A bunch of concerned individuals want to find out who it is. If anyone wants to help us please pm me to match notes. Also, ppl who want to trash talk or harass me on pm, stay away. We are talking about a serious adult issue. This is not a child stealing ur ice cream cone, being mean and making you cry. (So BOOHOO does not cut it, looking at you troll anon!!) This is a serious matter of theft of artistic property and as such has legal repercussions. If I have noticed plagiarism I am sure a lot of the other lovely and smart ladies have too. It is not long before all is brought to light. We want jem back, with honour, respect, justice. Not with wishy washy half backed superfluous sentiments of support that practically amounts to nothing. I am calling out to @jemchew PROTECTION SQUAD!!! My pm is open to compare notes. Thank you all!! Interested parties may leave info there. Remember it takes courage to come off anon and give your honest opinion. Moreover if a lady wishes to keep her ID secret, we will not reveal it. You and your privacy are safe. AVENGERS ASSEMBLE!!!
Request: Hey!So I was wondering if you could maybe do a Draco imagine where the reader and him have been dating for a while, but no one knows it until Harry, Hermione, Ron and her where at the Malfoy Manor and Bellatrix uses the cruciatus curse on her instead of Hermione and Draco after a while can’t take it anymore and stops Bellatrix and goes with her to check if she’s okay and from there you can decide but, can you please make it with a lot of fluff at the end? Thank you!
Pairing: Draco x Reader
Warnings: I mean…technically torture..But other than that! None
A/n: I’m still looking for someone who can help me make a masterlist if anyone knows how to do that and is willing to teach me I would be so thankful!
The Malfoy Manor had never looked darker. It’s tan walls now appeared a faded black, the dark tile that lined the entire first floor could hide even the darkest stain and the whole house seemed to be swallowed in a dark fog that gave it an eerie vibe. You felt that if you made one single noise, something would attack you, stealing your life before you even had time to react. You knew who came to this house. You knew who was welcome whenever he pleased and the very thought of him scared you to death. You swallowed nervously as you followed Harry through the corridors with a scrappy dressed man by your side. Three men had found you, Harry, Hermione, and Ron in the woods as you searched for Horcruxes and were bringing you back to the Malfoys.
Request:Hi I was wondering if you you do a jealous malia imagine?
A/N:I really hope you like it, don’t forget requests are open!
You were taking Spanish this semester, you really liked it. You thought the language was beautiful, you weren’t great at it yet but you really wanted to learn it, however it was the only class ypu had without your girlfriend Malia.
You and Malia had already been happily dating for a few months, you thought she was into Stiles and she thought you were into Theo, turned out you were into each other and had been dating ever since. Theo liked pushing Malia’s buttons and flirted with you sometimes, just to piss her off.
You were friends with Theo, the pack had eventually accepted him after he had proved himself to have changed and he was decent, most of the time. Even though the pack had accepted him, Malia was a different story. Malia still hated his guts and would probably hate them till she died. She didn’t believe in giving him another chance after he screwed her and the pack over like he had.
You liked Theo nonetheless and liked spending time with him, much to Malia’s dislike. So Theo sometimes used that to piss her off, he had come to terms with the fact that Malia was never going to like him, so why not play with it a little?
Theo was the only other person from the pack who took Spanish with you, Lydia and Scott were already fluent and Stiles was so bad with languages that he didn’t even want to try. Malia didn’t want to take any unnecessary extra classes, which you could understand and Liam and the others weren’t in any of your classes since they were younger than you.
You were sitting next to Theo, trying to understand what your teacher was saying. Your teacher had made it clear that she was only going to speak Spanish in class, unless someone really didn’t get what there was said, then she’d translate that part. ‘’Do you know what we have to do?’’ Theo whispered, he looked as confused as ever ‘’We have to write a letter to an imaginary Spanish penpal, she’ll grade the letters and give you tips on what you can improve’’ You smiled friendly ‘’You’re my hero, I have no idea what I’d do without you’’ you laughed and the both of you started on your letters.
Theo would sometimes ask for the right translation, and you’d ask him about some grammatical things. The two of you were working together nicely when necessary and otherwise working in silence till class was over. ‘’You have lunch period now too right?’’ You nodded. You, Scott, Malia and Mason had lunch period together and as turned out Theo had too. ‘’Awesome, let’s find the others’ You smiled and Theo wrapped his arm around your shoulder.
You didn’t really mind, friends did that sometimes and the two of you were friends so it wasn’t a big deal to you. The two of you made your way to the cafetaria where Malia and Scott were already sitting at your usual table. Scott could see the two of you while Malia sat with her back directed to you. Scott’s eyes went wide when he saw you and Theo cause he knew how Malia would react. He tried to sign something in Theo’s way but Malia noticed something was up and turned around.
Malia growled, she was pissed, no she was angry really angry. She would rip him to shreds if he weren’t that close to you. ‘’Y/n step away from him’’ Malia growled again, you could see the anger in her eyes and did as she said, you figured that would be best. You silently moved away from Theo and made your way to Scott.
Malia rose from her seat and pushed Theo ‘’I swear to god Raeken if you ever get near her again with your disgusting-’’ ‘’Lia!’’ You walked over to Malia and grabbed her shoulder ‘’Breath baby’’ Theo was quiet during all of this, he had already pissed her off, no need to make it worse. You turned Malia so she looked at you, her eyes were shining blue. You were her anchor so you tried to calm her down again.
You grabbed her hands, claws showing. ‘’Just breath Lia, everything is fine. Just focus on me and my voice alright? can you do that babe?’’ Malia nodded and you noticed her calming a little again. Malia was trying to steady her breathing while you kept talking, her claws retracted and her eyes turned brown again.
‘’I’m so so sorry y/n, I didn’t mean to lose it it’s just that Theo brings out the worst in me and he just gets me so extremely-’’ you cut her off by kissing her on her lips. ‘’It’s fine babe, don’t worry about it. You know I’m yours and only yours’’ Malia smiled and gave you another kiss. ‘’I love you y/n’’ You gave her a hug ‘’I love you too Lia’’ And you did with your whole heart, so you didn’t mind calming her down as long as you could be there for her. ‘’You don’t have to get jealous cause I love only you’’ You interlaced your hand with hers, Malia gave you a peck on your cheek ‘’I know, I just can’t help it sometimes, cause I would get why someone would want to steal you away from me. You are amazing y/n’’ You kissed her knuckels ‘’And so are you Malia, that’s why I’m with you and not with anyone else’’ The two of you sat down with the others, hands still interlaced and your head resting on her shoulder. You couldn’t love anyone but Malia Tate, so that’s what you did, love her and you did it a lot.