someone show me how to do that to my eyes

I loved her,” he said,
“I think a part of me always will love her. She made me feel alive and after 19 years on this planet I finally felt like someone understood me, I don’t believe in soul mates much but I do believe that I was meant to meet her. But months passed and she tried so hard to make me a better person because lord knows I didn’t treat her half as good as I should’ve. I loved her but I struggled to show it, I struggled to let anyone in enough for them to know me because I was too damn afraid of letting someone fuck me up even more than I already am. So instead I had to let her go and my god I won’t ever forget the look on her face or how much her eyes glistened from the tears she was trying to hold back when I told her I was leaving.
But I had to let her go because I knew what was best for her, and it wasn’t me.
—  Excerpt of a book I’ll never write

whatever you do, don’t look through old twenty one pilots social media albums.

don’t scroll through the 2011s, to the 2010s, all the way to the 2009s.

don’t look at Mark’s late-night sketches of equipment and cameras he longs to own. don’t look at his excited facebook posts about the “incredible amount” of about 15 people that bought his reel bear posters. don’t find his first still photographs of Tyler and Josh, when the three of them were just broke college kids.

don’t scroll down Brad’s twitter until you find days that he desperately tried to get work as a photographer. don’t scroll until you see his desperate inspirational posts. don’t scroll so far that you see the cameras he used to dream of.

don’t look at Michael’s posts from when he traveled the world with his best friends. don’t find videos of him and Tyler joking about how he’s “not a real security guard”. don’t find his grainy photos of the team traveling in a little white van. don’t scroll on Michael’s instagram until you see his long, heart-felt goodbye posts to the clique, and to Tyler and Josh.

and for the love of everything, don’t find the whole facebook albums that tired, beaten down Tyler filled with pictures of the few people that came to his shows. don’t see his old pictures filled with captions like, “thanks for showing up.” don’t find pictures that young Mark took of Tyler’s eyes open in passion, hoping the bartenders would turn and catch a glimpse of his show. don’t find where Tyler used to post reminders to be at the shows, because he never knew if someone would show up. don’t read the old posts about how he had to say goodbye to Nick and Chris.

don’t find Josh’s first pictures where he wrote poems in the captions, and used sad words in his posts. don’t look at his excitement when he got to be a part of twenty one pilots. resist the urge to find pictures of his brown-haired self sleeping in the back of a crammed van.

don’t do any of this. unless, of course, you want to end up like me: silent and at loss for words in front of a computer screen, tears in my eyes. don’t do this if you don’t want to feel a deep pride in your heart for how far this band has come. don’t find the old posts if you desperately miss the old crew. don’t read the comments on old posts unless you want to desperately write over and over again to Brad and Tyler and Josh and Mark that, “keep going, keep working. it gets better. you get the equipment, you get the second chances, you get the big shows, you get the recognition. keep working past crew members and band. keep working for what you believe in, it will come to you.” don’t read the old captions if you don’t want a feeling of helplessness as you wish you could go back in time and tell them that it will all work out.

I’m upset right now. I posted this as a comment to the video, but I’m posting it here too. I seriously hope I’m not talking over anyone in the response that I did make. Please let me know. I really am so disappointed with @markiplier, because for preaching respect, he overlooked that there are people who have been disrespected beyond Felix.


How about you talk to Felix about respect, Mark. Because respect isn’t a one-way street, and he hasn’t done anything to earn that respect from me. Of course everyone deserves the same rights and freedoms, but respect is not a right. Respect is earned. And if Felix wants respect, he needs to be respectful to the people he’s asking to receive respect from - and he’s done the exact opposite.

“Even if you just boil it down to common human decency … The golden rule still applies. You still need to treat people the way that you want to be treated." 

Really? Common human decency? Stuff like, maybe, not joking about the genocide of a group of people who have, many times through history, been the targets of hate, and of course, also a genocide.

Joking about something that has happened to real people who are still alive on this planet. People who were affected, by going through it themselves, or losing family members… That definitely feels like treating other people the way you want to be treated.


"Felix is not an antisemite, and Felix does not advocate hate." 

Felix may not be intending to come off as antisemetic. He very well may not wish death onto all Jews, I understand that. However, antisemitism is still a very real problem in the world, and is on a very violent rise.

Having a platform as big as Felix’s, and then joking about antisemitism does so much harm. It normalizes it. Whether that was the intent or not, that’s exactly what happened. As Felix himself said, "neo-Nazi groups have been referencing [him], have been praising [him], for making these kinds of jokes.” That’s an enormous problem. And yes, he did make a statement to clear up that he does not support these groups, but the problem that he said something that they outright agreed with, that they could use to say “look, someone hugely famous on the internet agrees with us” in the first place is still so wrong.


“And I’m not even defending the jokes that he made, because even he has apologized for some of the jokes that he did." 

Yes. He apologized in the most deflective way possible. He said it was about disagreeing with what he said. That’s not the entire picture. No, I don’t think Felix is actually a fascist, or a neo-Nazi, but he (whether or not it was inadvertent at this point really doesn’t matter) made jokes that fed into those ideals. That’s not okay. A half-assed apology that feels a lot like someone saying "I’m sorry you were offended”, which is a shit apology by the way because it doesn’t apologize for their actions at all, is not good enough.


So yeah, I agree, respect is important. But you can’t tell us to respect someone who has shown blatant disrespect for people himself. Even beyond this one incident, there’s a lot of stuff that’s been said by Felix over the years, for example, the use of slurs against a number of communities, that has outright disrespected those groups. You can’t hold us to this standard of having to show a person respect when he cannot respect us. 

I started by saying that respect is something earned, and that it’s not a one-way street. I think we may have different definitions of respect, because I agree that all people, regardless of how bad they are, are humans, are equals, deserve the same rights and freedoms as everyone else on the planet. But in my eyes, that’s not respect.

Respect, to me, is much deeper than that, and very abstract, but essentially, it involves thinking highly of that person and holding them in some esteem. And to do that, to respect someone like that, I need to have that returned in some capacity. I will not respect someone who has shown that he will not show any respect to others who have been harmed or in any way affected by his comments by so much as giving a genuine, not self-serving apology.

Yes, Felix deserves to be treated like a human being. Yes, there are people who are twisting things he did, such as the whole pointing off camera being turned into him doing a Nazi salute. But what he said was not okay. His apology was self-serving at best, and disingenuous at worst. And while you say you’re not defending the jokes that he made, you’re not condemning them either.

What Felix did was wrong. I get that you want to support a friend, but what was done was wrong. That can’t be overlooked. And by telling us to simply respect Felix right now overlooks that what he said affected people and takes away those peoples’ voices. That’s not a very respectful thing to do.

Meeting you was like watching a movie that I’m uninterested with but, ended up being as my favorite. You were ordinary as I saw you for the first time. You entered the room wearing worn out pants, work-appropriate shirt and your gestures showed how nervous you were. I fell in love with your silent face. As time goes by, you introduced me to your paradise. And now, your smile is my favorite part of the day. You are the best scene that I’d watch all over again. You are a divine creation. I never thought I’d lay these eyes off of someone as I do, with you.
Meeting you was such a beautiful encounter. You don’t know how beautiful you are whenever you walk around the room, and you made me feel a little crazy when you smile back at me. Oh, you are clueless how it melts my heart every time and how you give chills right down to my spine. I know, you are wondering why I can’t look straight at your eyes whenever we talk. I just don’t want to exhaust every star that is forming inside. Because you are slowly becoming the universe to them.
Meeting you was something I’d be forever grateful. Your name is my favorite word, looking at you when you’re not looking at me is my favorite habit. Your voice creates lovely symphonies in my head. I haven’t seen such colors like yours before, and I’d be perfect if you paint my life with them. I don’t know if we have met somewhere in my deepest dreams, but I’m glad we met here. If this was a movie, you were my favorite part of it.
—  E.J. Cenita, Meeting you changed my perspective about curly hair
hopeless fountain kingdom sentence starters

THE PROLOGUE

  • ❝ civil blood makes civil hands unclean. ❞
  • ❝ i am a child of a money hungry, prideful country. ❞
  • ❝ hands so bloody, tastes like honey. ❞
  • ❝ i’m finding it hard to leave ❞

100 LETTERS

  • ❝ i find myself alone at night unless i’m having sex. ❞
  • ❝ i don’t let him touch me anymore. ❞
  • ❝ i’m not something to butter up and taste when you get bored. ❞
  • ❝ i have spent too many nights on dirty bathroom floors. ❞
  • ❝ please don’t go away ❞
  • ❝ it’s too late. ❞
  • ❝ i can’t stop thinking that i almost gave you everything. ❞
  • ❝ i can’t stop wishing that i never gave you anything. ❞

EYES CLOSED

  • ❝ i know where to lay. ❞
  • ❝ i know what to say. ❞
  • ❝ it’s all the same. ❞
  • ❝ i know how to play. ❞
  • ❝ if i keep my eyes closed he looks just like you. ❞
  • ❝ he’ll never stay, they never do. ❞
  • ❝ if i keep my eyes closed he feels just like you. ❞
  • ❝ you’ve been replaced. ❞
  • ❝ i’m face to face with someone new. ❞
  • ❝ tell me where i went wrong. ❞
  • ❝ tell me how to move on. ❞
  • ❝ he don’t realize that i’m thinking about you. ❞

HEAVEN IN HIDING

  • ❝ no time for wishful thinking. ❞
  • ❝ i can put up one good fight. ❞
  • ❝ i can put on a show. ❞
  • ❝ don’t you see what you’re finding? ❞
  • ❝ this is heaven in hiding. ❞
  • ❝ i don’t have no time for conversation. ❞

ALONE

  • ❝ i’m still alone in my mind. ❞
  • ❝ i know you’re dying to meet me. ❞
  • ❝ baby, as soon as you meet me, you’ll wish that you never did. ❞

NOW OR NEVER

  • ❝ i don’t wanna fight right now. ❞
  • ❝ we’re running out of time. ❞
  • ❝ i’m calling it a night. ❞
  • ❝ trying to talk to a wall, but you could never tear it down for me. ❞
  • ❝ i want you to love me now or never. ❞

SORRY

  • ❝ i’ve missed your calls for months it seems. ❞
  • ❝ i still know your birthday. ❞
  • ❝ sorry that i can’t believe that anybody ever really starts to fall in love with me. ❞
  • ❝ sorry i could be so blind, didn’t mean to leave you and all of the things that we had behind. ❞
  • ❝ i run away when things are good. ❞
  • ❝ it seems i broke your heart. ❞
  • ❝ someone will love you, but someone isn’t me. ❞

GOOD MOURNING

  • ❝ there’s a place where love conquers all. ❞
  • ❝ don’t trust the moon, she’s always changing. ❞
  • ❝ she begs to be loved. ❞

LIE

  • ❝ breakfast is cold. ❞
  • ❝ i’m watching you choke down the words that you said. ❞
  • ❝ i get the message you wish i was dead. ❞
  • ❝ if you don’t love me no more, then lie. ❞

WALLS COULD TALK

  • ❝ i’m about four minutes from a heart attack. ❞
  • ❝ i think you make me a maniac. ❞
  • ❝ damn, if these walls could talk. ❞
  • ❝ shit is crazy, right? ❞
  • ❝ that ain’t your baby no more. ❞

BAD AT LOVE

  • ❝ he’s calling me a bitch again. ❞
  • ❝ i believe that we’re meant to be. ❞
  • ❝ jealousy got the best of me. ❞
  • ❝ i always make the same mistakes. ❞
  • ❝ i’m bad at love, but you can’t blame me for trying. ❞

DON’T PLAY

  • ❝ i don’t give a damn what you say to me. ❞
  • ❝ i’m moving on. ❞
  • ❝ motherfucker, don’t play with me. ❞

STRANGERS

  • ❝ she doesn’t kiss me on the mouth anymore. ❞
  • ❝ she doesn’t look me in the eyes anymore. ❞
  • ❝ we’re not lovers, we’re just strangers. ❞
  • ❝ she doesn’t call me on the phone anymore. ❞
  • ❝ i must’ve crossed a line. ❞
  • ❝ i must’ve lost my mind. ❞
  • ❝ i miss the mornings with you laying in my bed. ❞
  • ❝ i miss the thought of a forever, you and me. ❞
  • ❝ all you’re missing is my body. ❞

ANGEL ON FIRE

  • ❝ nobody seems to ask about me anymore. ❞
  • ❝ nobody seems to care about what i think. ❞
  • ❝ look at me. ❞
  • ❝ i’m faded away. ❞ 
  • ❝ you know, i used to be on fire. ❞
  • ❝ i’m standing in the ashes of who i used to be. ❞

DEVIL IN ME

  • ❝ i scream too loud if i speak my mind. ❞
  • ❝ i don’t wanna wake it up, the devil in me. ❞
  • ❝ you said i’m too much to handle. ❞
  • ❝ now i gotta wake it up, the devil in me. ❞

HOPELESS

  • ❝ boy, you make it look so easy. ❞
  • ❝ sorry, baby girl, but i can’t tonight. ❞
  • ❝ you know the truth hurts, but secrets kill. ❞
  • ❝ you and all your friends hate me. ❞
  • ❝ it’s easy to forgive. ❞

Alright so this has been the most bizarre experience of MY LIFE.

So my dad works for Jimmy Kimmel and when I heard Jared was going to be on the show, I asked my dad to see if I could potentially meet him. After talk with producers and such, they gave us the okay for meeting with him.

So I’m SHAKING and they lead me to the dressing room and there’s a bunch of people in there and Jared is sitting on the couch, but when he sees me he gets up and he is SO TALL. Like, extremely, y’all.

I introduce myself and I’m not really sure what I want to do with my hands, like, do I shake his hand or something? Instead of dealing with that awkward mess, he immediately opened his arms and said “We hug here.” Literally, I was SHAKING and hugged him and was super star struck. There were a bunch of people leading me deeper into the room and next thing I know, someone is saying “Gen is here, too.” AND SHE IS.

So I get a hug from Gen and Jared asks how I’m doing and everything is super chill and awesome. He signs my sweatshirt and Gen does, too, and I’m expecting that to be it because usually during the show, they’re trying to get things done as fast as possible.

It doesn’t end. Next thing I know, they’re asking me about my name. Is that my real name? Yes. Where did I get it from? Police woman. At one point, Gen even says that she wished she had named one of her kids Pepper because “it’s such a beautiful name.” Of course to this Jared responds “We’re not having anymore kids.” He does, however, consider naming a dog Pepper.

So, someone asks me how many years I’ve watched the show for (three). Jared tells me he likes my AKF shirt. I’m shook as hell. Then I tell him that Supernatural really opened my eyes to the realm of fandom which has really been my safety blanket for the last three years. In return, he shares that when he was young he was in the mutant ninja turtles fandom. He also shares that Jensen is jealous because he has to work while Jared gets to chill in hollywood. Evil laughter ensues. Delightful.

So, I don’t want to hold them up, but I DO want to take a picture with them. Gen wants to take my photo first. So Gen takes a photo of me and Jared together. I’m so surprised because usually the fan takes a picture of the star, not vice versa! Then, she situates herself next to me, switching places with Jared several times, trying to get nice light. I got so many hugs.

Imagine my surprise when she asks for my instagram handle (@dudewhatswiththeshorts). She wants me on her story. I am SO SHOOK.

As I leave, I get more hugs, and Gen says she loves my fashion sense. Next thing I know my phone is blowing up with instagram notifications from her post.

Shocking. Absolutely, wonderfully surreal. I can die happy now.

(y’all can repost, just give me credit first)

Crazy In Love

Originally posted by alex-norma

pairings: stiles x reader; lydia x reader.

warnings: fingering, masturbation (female and male receiving), oral sex (female and male receiving), sex, cursing, slightly daddy kink and mostly NSFW +18. if you’re under eighteen, don’t tell your parents.

a/n: well, this was a first, so I truly hope y'all enjoy it!

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3 Billion Dollars [Part 6] - G Dragon Mafia!AU

Originally posted by julla

Summary: When your father owes 3 billion dollars to the mafia, he must repay his debt. Although things don’t  exactly the way he hoped.

Genre: angst? a little fluffy at some parts. this low key is another chapter filler

Warning: None really here, at least I don’t think

{part 1} {part 2} {part 3} {part 4} {part 5} {part 6} {part 7} {part 8} {part 9} {part 10} {part 11} {part 12} {part 13} {part 14} {part 15} {part 16} {part 17} {part 18} {part 19} {part 20} {part 21} {part 22}

A/N: So I’m sorry to my Kpop Fans if you see Teen Wolf stuff on your dash or my blog. It will not change, I love Teen Wolf and it has helped me through a lot. I’m sorry if this bothers you. Anyways, like always my inbox is open and I will always reply to everyone. I hope you enjoy!

~ Admin Brooklyn

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Ji Yong hated mornings. He just wanted to sleep, and the clearly irritated expression on his face showed it. He had to start his day though. A meeting, then grabbing Seungri and going for a quick check up on a special talkative someone. Ji Yong raked a hand through his hair, walking out of his room and down the hall. His eyes met with Youngbae’s tired ones.

“How are you doing?” Youngbae sighed rubbing his eyes with his hands. “Why the hell did you make me do this Ji Yong?”

“You were the only one that I trust and was free. Plus she knows you, maybe that’ll help her cope with this.” Youngbae nodded his head, sleep hanging in his eyes. Ji Yong looked at the door, a little anxious to see her. He needed to get his day started. He had an important meeting that he called for. No skipping this one.

“She was crying until, I think, two last night.” Youngbae’s words made Ji Yong perk up. He was paying full attention to you now. concern and a little regret on his face. Youngbae looked at him expectedly.

“I’m just gonna go in and check on her.” Ji Yong mumbled. He opened the cream door, and light flooded into the dark room. The dark colored walls turned everything into a shadow, the only other light source was the light shining from the window. As he stepped into the room, he saw you.

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BTS Reaction: you’re really cuddly

This wasn’t requested I just want to write it aha

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Seokjin: He’d find it the cutest thing ever, and become all smiley whenever you wanted to cuddle with him and would probably tell you how cute you are until you had to tell him to stop. He loves when you’re all soft and cuddly because it means he can hold you and feel like he’s protecting you.

“You’re really too adorable, you know that?” *smiley Jin*

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Yoongi: He’d like it but wouldn’t show it as much as Jin or Hoseok. As you latch yourself onto him and bury your head in his chest he’d give you the fondest look, a small smile creeping onto his face, but as you look at him he tries his best to hide it. However every now and then he’d just have to tell you how cute you are.

“How can someone be so cute? Aish, look what you’re doing to me, making me a softie.”

Originally posted by chunghakim-archive

Hoseok: Get ready for your sunshine boyfriend to scream at everyone within 40 feet of him about how adorable you are. He’d love that you want to show him affection as it makes him feel loved and wanted. Paranoid baby thinks you’re gonna leave him for someone better :( you being really cuddly just boosts his self esteem and he’d cuddle you just as much while basically yelling at you about how precious you are.

“AAAAH MY JAGI IS THE CUTEST!!! I JUST WANNA WRAP YOU UP AND PROTECT YOU FROM ALL THE EVIL IN THIS WORLD!!!” *heart eyes emoji*

Originally posted by yoongles

^ him @ you

Namjoon: Shy Namjoon activated. He may have a badass look but on the inside he’s a cute cuddly bear in the body of a giant, intellectual fire spitter (that isn’t even a word but I just made it one ok) When you wrap your arms around him out of nowhere he’s taken by surprise, which follows with a lot of giggles and him covering his face out of shyness. He loves the affection though, and will eventually return it after he gets over him fanboying over you.

“Why do you do this to me? I’m pretty sure being this cute isn’t allowed.”

Originally posted by mvssmedia

Jimin: Is also very shy, but he’s a literal koala and loves cuddling people and honestly seems clingy with people he’s close with, so when you start cuddling him he’ll probably wrap his legs around you and snuggle into you. He loves showing how much he loves you. Probably ends up ranting to you about how in love he is with you.

*holds you so close* “I don’t think I’ll ever be able to explain how important you are to me.” *is very gentle with you and probably plays with your hair and softly kisses your forehead* I’M SO SOFT

Originally posted by leejhs

*you’re yoongi*

Taehyung: Not shy at all. Will also attach himself to you like Jimin and would love that you’re basically always up to cuddle. He’ll probably get bored after a while and try tickling you which ruins the calm atmosphere but creates a whole new different, playful one. Eventually you’ll both get tired and fall asleep, limbs tangled together and aching cheeks from laughter.

“I love spending time with you like this, jagiya.

Originally posted by kimthwriter

Jungkook: He’d either act like he’s not affected but really is, so much. He’d probably flex his muscles or something like that and be all like “yeah you want these manly arms around you? Heh” OR he’d become all blushy and soft and gush over how cute you are, pinching your cheeks and holding you close.

“I never said you can be this precious” *you stop cuddling him* “I never sAID YOU COULD STOP EITHER”

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

Plot Twist

Fandom: Avengers/Marvel
Pairing: Avengers x Reader, kinda…don’t want to spoil it ;)
Prompt Request! 3. “I laugh because I hurt inside.”
Summary: After getting caught flying in a stolen Iron Man suit the reader is held for questioning in some dark corner of the Avengers Compound. Concerned Steve and Tony try to find out how and why you’ve gone to such lengths to get their attention.
Not sure where this came from lol but I like it! If ya’ll like it I don’t mind doing more parts!

“Four injured, one in critical condition.” Steve said lowly to Tony and Peter, each were wearing concerned expression. 
An undignified noise came from you as you snorted out the laugh you were trying to suppress. 
“I’m sorry, did you just laugh at that?” Tony said turning on his heel to face you.
“Maybe it’s shock,” Peter offered.
 “Or she doesn’t understand the seriousness of what she’s done.” Steve said.
Tony considered these options, not wanting to believe the alternative- that something much darker was at play here. 

“I laugh because I hurt inside.” you said dryly, “that’s what you want to hear right? That I’m like this because of some deep rooted issue. My parents never come home from the store, I wasn’t hugged enough, I was forced to be a basketball player when all I really wanted to do was perform in the school play-”
“I’m pretty sure that’s the plot to High School Musical.” Peter interrupted from his corner, turning red at his intrusion and the fact that he had seen the tween classic, “n-not that I’ve seen that…I’ve just heard.”
You raised your eyebrows and smirked at him in interest, making his reddened cheeks darken. The older men had clearly brought him here as a way to ‘relate’ to you, guessing you were around the same age. Well it wouldn’t be the first time I flirted while being held hostage, you thought to yourself. 
Turning back to the two men in front of you, you finished flatly, “well here’s a plot twist- maybe I just like it.”

“You like being a loner who steals weapons and hurts anyone who gets in her way?” Steve questioned.
“You’re just a little girl trying to lash out at the world,” Tony said waving his hand as he dismissed you. 
You scoffed, “look at you two- the soldier with a soul, trying to find some moral compass inside of me to vicariously prove there’s hope for his ol’ war buddy. And the broken billionaire refusing to involve himself in another mystery because he’s scared.”
“Scared,” Tony repeated narrowing his eyes at you. “I’m not the one tied to a chair.”
“Why would you tie a ‘little girl’ to a chair if you weren’t afraid of what she could do?” you said cocking your head, “Why would you avoid questioning me if you weren’t afraid of what I would tell you?”
Unwilling to give you leverage Tony straightened up and unbuttoned his suit jacket. “Alright,” he said placing his hands on either side of your chair, “how did you get your hands on one of my suits?”
“Easily.”
You didn’t flinch at his closeness, locking your eyes on his to show that his bravado didn’t bother you. You were prepared for this.
“The suit won’t open or operate for anyone other than who I’ve programmed it to so you had to of hacked it, or found someone who could do so remotely.”
“Is that a question?” you said “or what you hope happened because you don’t want another ‘mission’ you can’t reason away?”
Tony’s nostrils flared. His panic attacks had never been public knowledge and he didn’t know why you kept digging in that area, alluding that all he had faced as an Avenger had gotten to him. How couldn’t it? Aliens, Demi-gods, destruction, death. Although he didn’t act like it, Tony Stark was in fact human and still very capable of fear. 
“You’re right,” he shot back, “You’re not smart enough to have hacked into it.”
“What makes you say that?”
Ah, he had struck a nerve. It was a small hit, but he saw the pinch to your ego send a small ripple of annoyance across your face. 
“Someone that smart wouldn’t have gotten caught.”
“You’re right,” you said, stretching your limbs despite the restrains. Your body language conveying that of bored confidence instead of confinement. “I didn’t get caught. I called you and you came.”
“You called?” Tony looked confused. You had the upper hand again.
“Is that what those people were?” Steve said stepping forward “The people you blasted into the walls with the suit? A calling card?”
“I didn’t have your number so…”
“You could’ve killed them.” Steve said his tone a mix between disappointment and anger.
You shrugged, “but I didn’t.”
Who,” Tony said through gritted teeth, “got you into the suit?”
He didn’t want to play this game, to give you the chance to drop the name of some new big bad. But this had to be resolved. Otherwise they would have no where to go from here. They couldn’t just release you- giving you freedom and time to hurt more people. But they couldn’t keep you here without a valid reason- kidnapping a teenager was a bit much.
“He did.” you said your gaze falling on Steve Rogers. 
The three men stood alert and looked between each other confused. “Captain Righteous?” Tony said, “you’re going to have to come up with a better lie than that.”
“Oh I’m sorry, did I not introduce myself?” You tone suddenly soft and dripping with sweetness. “I’m Y/N, Y/N Rogers.”

Tony’s smug demeanor instantly dropped, the coloring draining from his face. Steve didn’t notice. Hearing you use his name, claiming his last name as your own, momentarily stunned him. His ears rung like an explosion had gone off and his heart seemed to both bang against his chest and drop into his stomach. He didn’t know whether he felt sick or in pain. No, he reasoned with himself, there’s no way this can be true.
“Tony-” He turned to his companion for an explanation, but stopped short when he saw his face. There was something he hadn’t see in a Stark’s face before- surprise. 
“Parker, keep an eye on her.” Tony ordered, dragging Steve out of the room. Peter looked panicked, overwhelmed at your revelation and terrified at being left alone with you. You smiled at him.

“Steve- the suit,” Tony tried to find a delicate way to explain this. He was never good at delicate, “In case of an emergency I programmed it to recognize each of the Avengers. In case I needed to throw it onto one on you to protect you, or in case something happened to me but you still needed an Iron Man.” Tony took a deep breath, “It’s programmed to recognize you via DNA.”
Steve ran one hand through his hair and used the other to brace himself against the wall. He couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think straight. No, no. There’s no way, kept circling through his head. He slowly looked up and through the two way mirror. You were staring back, unknowingly locking eyes with him. 
“She would have to have a significant amount of your DNA.”

Making friends (by not being awkward)

Admit it, at some point you have been stressed about having to make friends at the beginning of school year. It is intimidating, having to blend in with new people and socialise (especially for a socially awkward potato like me). Which is why this guide is gonna help you make friends with a little less embarrassment and effort. 


Okay, so you’ve stepped into the college/school gates and you already spot some groups busy chatting with each other. What do you do? You walk past them (like me) and walk straight to your classroom or locker or wherever. Instead of all the drama and adrenaline, follow these rules when you walk in on your first day :


⬛ Don’t, ever look down. Nope, hold your head high, be proud of who you are. 


⬛ Observe. I cannot stress enough on this fact. I always used to just look straight and rush to my class without glancing around at all. Stare at others (not creepily), notice details about your school. They’re pretty useful later, trust me. 


⬛ Smile at anybody who is looking at you. Okay, maybe avoid creepy stalkers, but just give everyone a warm smile and greet them when you make eye contact.
Never break eye contact awkwardly because you’ll come off as antisocial sometimes.
Throw in a simple “hi” with that dazzling smile of yours! 


⬛ Greet all teachers and other workers at school politely.
Greet the janitor who’s always sitting in a corner, or the woman who serves you food (if they do) with a simple smile. Thank them for their help. 


⬛ If someone approaches you, do not get nervous. Remember, they’re as new here as you are - they also need friends.
Be casual, and importantly, be yourself. Don’t make up a fake person who likes everything that the other person does, be proud of your choices and don’t hesitate to talk about them.
Nobody will hate you for liking Taylor Swift (I love her and I don’t care what others think) or for obsessing over space and stars. 


⬛ If you see somebody wearing a shirt with your favourite band’s picture or a reference from your fandom, talk to them about it. Seriously, if I’m wearing something fandom related it’s mostly because I want other people in my fandom to find me.
Go initiate and conversation related to the band. You’ll both click instantly! 


⬛ Best place to find new people is the cafeteria, so do not sit in the corner. Take a seat which is visible, so that people can sit next to you and probably talk. 


⬛ Join a club, sports, books anything that you like! It’s an easy way to make friends - plus they’ll all have similar interests as you so conversations will flow easily.
You can find awesome people at the library too! 


⬛ Be ready to help. If a student asks you for directions around the school - help them out.
And instead of just pointing, ask them to follow you - this will buy you more time to interact with them. 


Some icebreakers for preventing awkward silences and embarrassing moments :


◼ What’s your favourite song/singer? (music can get people together really) 


◼ Who’s your favourite actor/actress? 


◼ Do you have a pet? 


◼ Are you good at math?
(if they say yes ask for their help because you’re weak at it, if they say they suck at math you should tell them that you suck too and offer to study together) 


◼ I love your earrings /shoes /any accessory! 


◼ Pizza? (I’ll befriend you in a second) 


◼ Can you show me around a bit? I’m new here. 


◼ Hi, what’s your name? I’m Y/N.
(See what I did there anyone?) 


◼ Do you play [your favourite sport/any instrument]? 


◼ Hey, what do you think about [current event]? 


Just don’t fold your hands when talking, because it’ll make you look like you’re not interested in the conversation.


 Stand with a little distance between your feet as it shows you’re confident. 


Eye contact. If you just can’t look someone in their eye, try to determine the colour of their eyes - the trick always works. (I tried this once and my friend thought I was lost in her eyes romantically so be careful!) 


Smile. It won’t kill you. 


That’s it, use these tips and make friends irl!! If you need a friend, I’m always here - feel free to drop by a message letting me know how are you doing!! 

Aren’t I Good Enough? C.H

Originally posted by popecalum

warning: smutttttt

word count: 2200+

summary: Luke cheats on y/n with Arzaylea and Calum is there to support her and help her through it. 

requested?: yes, hope you liked it anon! Hannah wrote this one, she was very excited about it so I hope y’all enjoy it :)

requests are open! a secret project is coming so keep your eyes pealed and your snacks ready :))

find Hannah here: @lukeasfuck

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“He what?” I asked Ashton, not believing a single word of what I was hearing. “Y/N, I’m so sorry for not telling you sooner. Luke snuck Arzaylea on the bus countless numbers of times during the last few weeks of tour and it’s been eating me alive hiding that from you. You deserve so much better.” He told me with sympathy and I could feel the tears instantly streaming down my face. 

Normally, I wouldn’t believe anything until I talked to Luke about it first, but Ashton was one of my best friends and I knew that he would never lie to me. I sat there and repeated the words he just told me in my head, and there was a sudden knock at the door. 

“Well, thank you for being honest. I appreciate it, but I better let you go. Somebody’s here.” I told him. “Stay strong Y/N, I’m always here for you. Just remember that you deserve better than that dirty scumbag.” He told me. 

Keep reading

It’s Over

Part 1; Part 2; Part 3; Part 4; Part 5; Part 6


Kim Jongdae (Chen) x Reader feat. BTS

Summary: Your parents gave you up so you had no choice but to become his wife.

Genre: Mafia AU, angst

Word count: 2,520

Originally posted by baekhyunsama

You tapped your finger on the table impatiently. You still thought this wasn’t the best idea you came up with but what other choice did you have. At least the meeting place was in a relatively public area, a coffee shop in the city centre, even though you were the only customer here. You also hadn’t seen any employees ever since you got your coffee. Strange… A ray of sunshine peeked through the window and it’s light reflected on the ring you were wearing. You stopped your tapping and looked at it. You took it between your fingers but after holding it for a while, you just sighed. It’s been more than two weeks since you found out the truth about him but you still couldn’t bring yourself to take it off. You wanted nothing to do with him, yet the ring was invisibly stuck to your finger, bonding you two together.

“Gold huh?”

Startled by the voice you quickly stood up from your seat. You didn’t even hear him come in. You weren’t even expecting him to actually show up.

“Please Y/N, no need to get scared. Sit down,” he said, taking a seat opposite yours. “I don’t know if you have heard this but I issued a reward for someone who would bring you to me. You should have seen my face when you contacted me yourself,” he laughed. “How did you even do that?”

“Don’t play dumb Jimin. Your men spotted me in the city. I’m pretty sure, they reported to you right away.”

“Clever girl,” he smirked as his eyes narrowed and he stared at you like you were his pray. You could feel the tension in the air, it really was a bad decision to meet him, he’s unpredictable… But just like that after a few minutes of silence he chuckled and clapped his hands.

“Coffee!” he shouted and an employee showed up out of nowhere carrying it for him. He set the cup down, his hands trembling. You met his gaze and he was so frightened, you started wondering what was going on here once again. Jimin noticed your look.

“I ‘rented’ the whole place out. That’s why there are no people here,” he started. “But let’s just say that I had some convincing to do.”

You understood completely what he meant but you weren’t here for that. You had business to take care of.

“Why did you want to find me?” you asked.

“You intrigue me. I wanted to get to know you better,” he smirked, sipping his coffee. “That would have never been possible with Chen around.”

He stopped and picked up your hand with the ring on, inspecting it closely.

“You didn’t have this one on when we first met… What happened between you two?” he questioned.

“I don’t have to tell you,” you said, pulling away.

“You don’t. But the fact that you’re here means you’re not with him anymore,” he spoke, rising his hands in defeat and leaning back against his chair. “Not that I care. It makes things easier for me.”

He looked at his wrist watch and then back at you.

“I don’t have that much time left, so let’s get straight to the point. Why are you really here?”

You clenched your fists under the table. It’s now or never. You have to ask him.

“I need you to do me a favour…”

▲▼▲▼▲

Jongdae’s POV

I was wasting time, being forced to attend these meetings when there was still no news about her. I kept thinking how it even came to this. I looked at my knuckles, they were still red from all the punching. I had to release my anger somewhere, if not in the gym then on other people. I was beyond irritated these past few weeks. What’s even worse, is that it’s all my fault and nobody else. I can only blame myself.

“Yah, snap out of it!” Baekhyun waved his hand in front of my face. I looked up and noticed everyone staring at me.

“What?” I mumbled. “I see no point being here. Every second I spend sitting here, she could be getting farther and farther away.”

“It has been like what, three weeks since she left now and despite having all these contacts in the city you hadn’t found her. Do you seriously expect her to show up now, after all this time? You’re an idiot,” Minseok glared at me.

“She’s smart, okay? Do you have a problem with that?” I asked standing up.

“They saw her,” Yixing interrupted. “My men saw her in the city centre just a few hours ago.”

“What?” I quickly came up to him. “Are they following her? You need to tell me where she is.”

“Don’t,” Minseok spoke before Yixing could tell me anything else. “Are you not forgetting something?”

I looked back at him.

“Yixing… Tell me.”

“She’s with Jimin,” he replied. “My men believe he took her to their headquarters.”

“Do you understand now?” Minseok began again. “You told me yourself, you weren’t hiding anything from her except the past, so she went to our biggest enemy knowing all our secrets. She’s a nuisance.”

I flipped the table I was standing near in his direction.

“You want to say that again?” I shouted.

“We have to get rid of her.”

I jumped over the table and shoved him into the wall, grabbing his collar I put my gun to his head.

“Minseok, do you really hate her that much because I swear to god, if any one of you would even try something like this, I will kill you all and then myself,” I growled but Minseok’s calm expression angered me even more. Soon Baekhyun and Chanyeol were at my side, dragging me away from him. He just brushed of the dust and fixed his tie.

“I told you many times over this was going to happen, yet look were this got you. Jongdae you’re delusional if you think she will ever come back to you after what you did. She’s been nothing but burden on you your whole life and you haven’t been able to concentrate and dedicate yourself to the gang, like the rest of us have been doing,” he said all in one go.

I stared at him. He was telling the truth, I myself felt sick thinking what I did to her but hearing this from somebody else. Especially him… I brushed Chanyeol and Baekhyun off and went to the door.

“If neither of you are going to help me, I will get her back myself,” I said, exiting and slamming the door shut. After all, if I don’t see her at least one more time, I might actually die. I can’t live without her. Not when I was so close.

“Good job,” Junmyeon told Minseok. “You sent him out to his death.”

“He needs to learn a lesson or two. He’s not some special snowflake. Being in the mafia for so long and he still doesn’t understand that in our line of work personal life is always at a second place.”

“But we’re still going, right?” Sehun asked, glancing at everyone.

Minseok sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. He then looked at Junmyeon.

“Your call, leader,” he said.

▲▼▲▼▲

You felt kind of unsettling going through all of these halls with him. He led you to big wooden doors and pushed them open. He ushered everyone that was inside the room out of it, except for 6 other men. They stared at you as Jimin offered you a seat, he leaned down on the table next to you.

“This is where we usually do business,” he explained. “Now can you repeat to me again what you requested? Because man! Hearing it from you is exciting.”

You looked around and then focused back on Jimin.

“I want you to get rid of Jongdae,” you finally said.

“There!” he laughed. “She said it! It’s hilarious,” he told the others. “Can you believe his wife actually comes to me out of all people to ask that?”

“Will you do it?” you asked eagerly. Why did he even bring you here?

“I would love to. After all, we were planning to kill them all anyway. They have been bothering us for a long time now,” he said. “But! But I can’t do it for free,” he smirked.

Of course. What did you expect? It’s never this easy.

“What do you want?” you asked. He took a strand of your hair and lifted it, letting it fall gently.

“I want you,” he grinned, putting his hands on the side of the armchair you were sitting in, practically trapping you, so you would look at him. You opened your mouth to reply but some kind of commotion started right outside the door. Soon after Jongdae was bursting in through them, another man in his arms, a gun to his head.

“What do you know, you actually led me to the correct place,” he said before shooting him and throwing him aside. He then pointed his gun at Jimin but the other six men that were in the room took theirs out as well.

“Where is she?” he just asked. He still couldn’t see you, the armchair blocking his view.

“You have no fucking manners, do you? Ruining the fun every time,” Jimin spoke clearly annoyed, he stood up straight and you quickly followed him. Jongdae’s eyes widened.

“Y/N…” he stuttered. “I…”

“What are you doing here? How dare you show your face to me?” you shouted but he ignored you and took a few steps in your direction.

“Y/N please, hear me out. I need…”

“I don’t need your excuses. Do you seriously think that I will listen to you after what happened? Please, just get out of here…”

“I can’t,” he said, staring at you when he noticed the ring on your finger. “You… You still have it on.”

You quickly realized what he was talking about. You looked down at your hand. You wondered if you can actually do it. If you take it off, what will that mean for you? You got a good grip and after waiting for a few seconds, practically ripped it off your finger once and for all, throwing it at him.

“You can take it, I don’t need it anymore,” you could see his heart breaking into a million pieces. “Get out of my sight,” you said and turned around.

“You heard the girl,” Jimin finally spoke. “It’s the perfect chance, get rid of him-“ he started when a loud shot interrupted him.

“I hope you go to hell you piece of shit,” Jongdae said and you watched Jimin’s lifeless body fall to the ground. You gasped at the sight, a large pool of blood already forming underneath him and a small hole burning in the middle of his forehead. Just like your sister. You felt like puking, you took a step back and tripped over the armchair, falling to the ground when somebody caught you. It was him. You felt disgusted being held by him right now.

“Why you!” one of the six men shouted, he was about fire when shots began flying from all directions. A bunch of other men entered the room.  A shootout has started.

“You found her, now get her out of here,” Suho shouted, but you quickly got on your feet and ran out of the room but Jongdae tackled you and dragged you under one of the nearby tables to avoid you getting hit. You could feel the panic creeping up on you. You wanted to be anywhere but near him.

“Don’t touch me!” you shouted, pushing him off. You looked at yourself. The only thing you could see was blood. How did it even get on you? You started wiping your hands when he stopped you.

“Y/N calm down,” he begged you but at this point it made you sick looking at his face. You had to get out of here, fast. The hallway you came from was close by. You stood up again and rushed down it.  You saw the door at the end of it and pushing them open you finally got outside. The night wind welcomed you. You started breathing deeply, taking in the air. You turned around to look back at the building. Shots and screams could be still heard. You noticed a figure coming your way. He had his hands up.

“Y/N…” he slowly approached you. “Baby…”

Your legs gave in and you slumped down on the floor.  It seemed like all of your strength has left your body. The only thing you felt now was guilt. You never meant for this to happen. You never wanted to get rid of him in the first place. No matter how badly you lived, you always knew that violence is never the option. You could never hurt somebody.

He got on his knees in front of you and cupped your face, wiping the tears that were threatening to spill out.

“Jongdae… I… I…”

“Shhh… It’s okay, it’s okay.”

You wanted to believe that, you truly did but how can anything be okay after this? After you found the truth? At that moment a loud sound from a distance, pierced your ears.

“Shit,” Jongdae hissed as he fell on top of you. You quickly rolled him over, still not sure what happened. He was bleeding, badly. You laid him down on the ground and opened his shirt, a hideous wound could be seen on his chest.

“No no no no,” you said, placing your hands on it, frantically trying to stop the bleeding. You looked at him. He was barely conscious, the light starting to fade from his eyes. He gripped your arm.

“Y/N… Love…” he tried speaking.

“Jongdae, don’t move, it’s going to be worse,” you cried out when a strong force, shoved you off him. You clenched your shoulder and shouted in pain. Somebody shot you. You saw Jongdae staring at you from the corner of his eyes. His mouth slightly open. He was so pale. You started crawling to him. You need to reach him. He can’t go just like that. He needs to hold on. Come back. To you. Because you still hadn’t told him.

You were about to touch his hand, your fingertips brushing over it when somebody stomped on yours, breaking at least a few fingers.

“Persistent,” the young man said. “Still clinging on to life.”

You wanted to push his feet off of you but you couldn’t even lift your arm up. He just sighed and started loading a new set of shells into the gun. Sniper. A shot from such proximity will be more than deadly.

“Jongdae,” you sobbed with all the strength you still had.

“He’s dead,” the man told you. “You will be joining him soon.”

You stared him in the eyes as he aligned his gun to your head.

This is it. 

“For our boss. There could never be peace between us after all,” he said as he pulled the trigger.

It’s over.


~ Part 8 ~

Things I was screaming internally about while reading “The Adventures of Charls, the Veretian Cloth Merchant”

WARNING! HUGE SPOILERS AHEAD!

  • “It was obvious that Lamen was not a cloth merchant, he did not know enough about silk. No. He obviously was just a merchant’s assistant.” Good guess, Charls. That explains everything, Charls. You’re so clever, Charls.
  • Charles: “It’s a good thing King Damianos is in Delpha and does not have to worry about prince Laurent being out here.”  Damen: “Yeeeah…”
  • Laurent: “Charls is a common name in Vere.” Damen: “Yes, and getting more common with every day.” Me: #dead
  • Laurent: “We don’t have any Kemptian silk… Oh, did you think we did?! I’m so sorry, golly-gosh, silly me, how awkward.”
  • Damen getting jealous that his gay boyfriend stays alone in a room with a lady. Even though they were not really alone. “Laurent is out of my sight, goodness me, I’m so uncomfortable, Charls, halp!”
  • Smb: “Charls tricked king Damianos.” Damen (jumping up): “No, he did not!” Me: “Gosh, LAMEN, how would YOU know, haha, don’t listen to him.” Do you have any chill, dude? You’ve spent a year “in disguise” in Vere. You’ve learnt nothing, have you?
  • “You do have nice eyes”
  • Damen: “You won’t sit in my lap?” Laurent: “Charls will faint.” Charls: “Oh yes, he will, plz don’t.”
  • Someone insulting Laurent and Damen going into berserk mode. And Lauren is not even trying to stop him, like “You go, boo! Show them what’s for!.. These are your subjects after all…”
  • Laurent throwing olives. Icant.
  • Charls, sitting with Laurent and Alexon behind the overturned table, meeting new people, making new friends, while Laurent provides updates on his boyfriend teaching other people some manners through loud bangs and roars.
  • Charls worrying that they broke some jars and stole the meat. Such a pure innocent soul, let me hug you, real Charls.
  • The whole rabbit skinning scene. I had to cover my face with my hands and sob for about 12 minutes. Can you imagine Damen going back to Laurent? Laurent: “So, what did he want with you?” Damen: “He said that it’s not fitting for a prince to skin a rabbit. So I have to do it.”
  • “This heart-stopping breach of etiquette averted, Charls returned to the camp” – there were literal tears on my face. Good job, Charls. You saved the day.
  • Charls realizing that Damen is useless and “has no real skills whatsoever” and getting a headache. Those good for nothing royal people, amiright, Charls?
  • Laurent laughing. Like, really laughing, easily and merrily. Remember the time we were all stunned by seeing him simply smile? What a time to be alive! 
  • “Charles supposed that he and Guilliame were two of the few who knew the truth of Lamen’s origins.” Oh my sweet baby boy Charls, oh hun, sweetoms, sugar bear… are you in for a big surprise.
  • Smb: “I heard king Damianos spent six hours in bed with that one wrestler guy.” Damen: “Uhh, try seven hours.” Me: “But LAMEN, it’s not like you were there to be able to provide such commentary, gaaawd!!!” Seriously though. How often do you think Laurent had to facepalm during CP and PG? Like “If I didn’t already know who you really are, this is where you would’ve betrayed your true personality.” “And here.” “And again.” “Are you even serious anymore?” “I feel like it’s insulting to my own intellect to keep pretending that I don’t know who you are.” “At this point I’m just curious for how long you can keep it up.”
  • Damen trying to tell Charls who he is, but Charls interrupts him with “No sweat, Lamen. It’s natural to feel nervous around noble people, Lamen. Don’t worry, Lamen. I got your back, Lamen. Just act natural, Lamen.”
  • Damen hiding from Heiron by pulling his hat over his eyes. How did it even work? The dude’s huge!
  • Is there anyone in this party who isn’t a noble in disguise? Poor Charls.
  • Alexon said that a kyros should know stuff about wool and trade – instant BFFs!
  • “I’ll stay with Laurent for as long as he wants me”.
  • We got to see the words “King Laurent of Vere”.  How blessed are we.
  • “There is someone I want you to meet.”
  • I hope “Lamen, why are you dressed up like the King?” weren’t Charls’ last words before he died of heart attack.
✨ H.A.T.E ✨

Peter Pan Imagine

One 

Author: Joi A. Wade

Tagged: @tmrhollandkay, @ casualcolorstarfish

Requested: Yes,  Hi, can I get one where Pan & the reader are in HS and they don’t really get along but Pan always trys ti seduce her. Pan and the lost boys have a costume party and the reader dresses up as a sexy maid and Pan takes her to go to his room and smut.,  Please make a second part to your Peter Pan fanfic! It’s really good and the cliffhanger is killing me! Also, I wouldn’t mind a smut, if you’re comfortable with writing that.. :) *slides out backdoor*,  Part 2 of H.A.T.E PLZZZZZ!?!?!?!, When is the second part of H.A.T.E coming out? I love your writing :),  When are u planning to update H.A.T.E.? 👀👀

Warnings: SWEARING | smut | long | greaser!Pan | soc!reader | cliffhang

Summary: H.A.T.E = Having All These Emotions. Y/n brings up a simple memory, only for it to open old wounds. 

Note: SCHOOL IS ALMOST OVER! ONE MORE DAY! I REPEAT! UNO! AND 2000 FOLLOWERS !! :) :) :) :)


“Follow me.”

“What part of ‘avoiding him’ did you not understand-”

“Please, love.”

Now this caught her off guard. Him, Peter Pan, the ruthless greaser that didn’t ask nicely, and took what he wanted, was begging her? Oh, she was definitely about to use this against him later. But, for now.

“Fine.”

The two of them weaved through the crowd of horny, sweaty teenagers pretty easily. Nobody paying mind to who was who, thanks to the near pitch blackness of the area and the intoxication. Y/n, being grateful of this, sighed in relief once they’ve reached the couple steps into a hall; the last thing she wanted was to be seen following a greaser to a room. 

Going further down the hall, he stops in front of a door that Y/n assumed was his room (obviously). Opening it cautiously, Peter quickly pulls her inside, slamming it back and locking it right after. Raising an eyebrow at this, she coughs slightly. 

“Uh, you wanna tell me why you locked the door?” 

Without answer, Peter quickly grabs her by the wrist (rather roughly, mind you) and slams her back into the wooden surface. Wincing slightly, letting out a small squeak at the sudden chill down her back, Y/n stares up at him in shock. 

“What the hell is your-” 

Cutting her off was simple. With his lips crashing onto her in a heated embrace was enough to make her brain stop for only a moment. For once, she was speechless. Standing still was her panic mode, not moving her body nor her lips as Peter had her wrists held tightly in his hands, trapped against the door. Finally regaining consciousness, she doesn’t hesitate to knee him right where mother nature had blessed him. 

Grunting, he pulls his head away from hers, but not letting her wrists free. They both panted heavily, Y/n staring at him with a mixture of emotions, while his was scrunched in pain. Neither of them moved as he collected himself. Opening his eyes back up, Y/n could feel her throat run dry at the sight before her. They were no longer their warm, greenish tint. They looked dark, ferocious…hungry.  Shaking his head slightly, Peter let out the deepest chuckle she had ever heard, sending an instant heat wave down to the pit of her stomach and her knees to nearly give out. Whatever this feeling was, she hated it. 

“Shouldn’t have done that, princess.” He grins, “You’ll only make it rougher for yourself.” 

“Bite me.” She barks, not daring to show weakness. Slowly letting her wrists go, Peter places his hands on her hips, tugging her closer to where she was pressed up against him. Leaning in closely, he places soft kisses on the curve of her neck, almost earning a shiver from her. Almost. 

“Oh, darling. I plan on it~” 

Not missing a beat, Peter digs his teeth into what he pegged to be a sweet spot. He was correct. The small, but audible moan slipped passed her lips before she could even stop herself. Gripping onto his broad shoulders, Y/n tilts her head to the side to give more access as he has his way with her neck. Her pride was slowly being consumed by lust every passing second; the amount of sexual frustration they’ve built over the years was finally crashing down tonight. 

Peter lowers his hands to the back of her thighs, picking her up with slight struggle, still in pain from the kick just moments ago. Holding her up against the door for leverage, Y/n doesn’t hesitate to wrap her legs around his lean waist, one hand escalating to his brown locks, tugging every time he sucked a new hickey upon her skin. Soft sighs escaped her mouth, the slight taste of pleasure forcing her hips to have a mind of their own as Y/n started grinding up into his. Letting out a quiet moan of his own caught them both off guard, him pulling away from his assault on her neck to make eye contact once again. His lips now a shade of red drew Y/n’s attention easily, her eyes softening slightly. 

“You remember James’s party, back in sophomore year?” 

The question threw him off track for a moment, judging for the fact that they are pressed up against one another, so close to doing unspeakable things to each other. Deciding to humor her, he nods. 

“Barely, what of it?” 

“When we were playing seven minutes in heaven, you and I got picked together, remember that?”

“Yeah, I remember you punching me in the mouth after I kissed you, why?” He tilts his head in confusion and also irritation. He now has a boner, and here she was talking about memories??? 

“I never told you..that you were my first kiss that day. That’s why I punched you in the mouth and stormed off. I felt like you robbed me…” 

Peter’s eyes softened, his grip on her thighs as well. “Why didn’t you say anything before we were left alone?” 

“I didn’t know you were going to kiss me!” 

“What else do you do in seven minutes in heaven?!” He lets her drop to the floor, backing up slightly in aggravation. “If it was some soc guy, you would have had no problem sucking his face off!” 

“You’re right, I wouldn’t! You want to know why?” She glares, crossing her arms over her chest, popping her hip out. Oh, boy. 

“Oh, please, princess! Enlighten me, make my bloody night!” 

“Because that soc wouldn’t have pulled my skirt down in front of the whole freshman class!” 

“You’re still bitter about that? Let the shit go, it’s in the past, take a fucking joke!” He fumes, his blood boiling. “That was nearly three years ago! And don’t act like you’re miss innocent in this whole trash fire between us!” 

“What are you talking about?” 

“The sophomore varsity football game, behind the bleachers. You kissed me, running off right after. You left me to think you finally dropped your attitude with me, only to find out the next day that it was a fucking dare!” He towers over her, making her back up against the door once again, staring up at him. “A dare, Y/n! You how low do you have to be to do that to someone’s emotions? I wouldn’t even do that, because I’m not a monster!”

“You’re being over dramatic, it was just a silly dare. What did it matter to you?” 

He groans loudly, tugging at his hair. “Are you bloody stupid? For someone with a 4.0, you really are a bloody airhead! I love you, Y/n Ln, ever since I laid my eyes on you at orientation. I just had a horrible way of showing it, and that day after finding out you played me for a fool, I swore on my life that I hated your fucking guts. That the only way me and you could ever get along was to be at each other’s throats.”

“Stop it, you’re being ridiculous. It was just a kiss-”

“Do you honestly think that your first kiss was the only one robbed? After that night behind the bleachers, I thought that you would finally give me a chance, kissing you was probably the best thing about that night…after finding out that it was just for your amusement, I felt betrayed. Everything said about you socs was clear to me. You pick on those less fortunate, to make your rich asses have a laugh. And I hated you for it.” 

It was silent for a moment after his rant, once again leaving Y/n speechless. Had she really did that to him? There was no way, greasers weren’t known for feeling ‘betrayed’. It didn’t make sense…

“Peter…I..”

“Run out of smart things to say? Well, since I have your attention, shall I go on? You realize that all this hate, anger, and bitterness is all because I was immature that day? The day the first words you spoke to me was that you hated me, I didn’t even know you knew my name! But, it broke me, so my only option was to return the words to you…for years. I’ve been lying to you and myself all this time and I’m tired of it. I want it to end. So please…” 

He pleads softly, trapping her further into the door, while placing both hands on her cheeks, holding her. She could’ve sworn she say tears resting at the brim of his eyes, just waiting to fall, but she was too focused on the sudden change in the color. Dark, ferocious…hungry. Leaning in to her ear slowly, he purrs something that definitely brought back the erotic atmosphere.

“Shut your goddamn mouth for once in your life, and let me fuck you.” 

jk and tae both HATE jimin

listen here, im here to prove to all of you once and for all that these two despise jimin. like, you’ll see in just a second how the hate rolls off them in waves. anyways, starting off with the maknae

Originally posted by equitas

listen to me, this is exactly how i look at someone i hate

Originally posted by jikookdetails

LOOK. jk’s giving us all pointers on how to show your hatred towards someone through your eyes. take notes peeps.

now, THIS is how you do it. look at him shoot hearts daggers with his eyes. anyways, let’s move on to tae bc im already losing it

Originally posted by kthish

tae be like…”jimin get your frickin small hands away from me. i dont like you jimin, i dont like your small hands either i dont find them cute at all”

Originally posted by tayonge

tae: “wow, i hate jimin with every fibre of my being…” look at those daggers hes shooting at jimin. damn. can you feel the hate yet?

Originally posted by locotaehyung

what you’re seeing above is NOT vmin cuddling. fuck no.

Originally posted by chimtae

dont even get me started on this jealousy…thing bc thats a separate post can you feel me rolling my eyes yet

For my girl...

Here’s the thing… If I haven’t made this clear enough already. I really like you. Like, a lot. You make me feel like it’s okay to be myself and that is something I’ve been working on my whole life. You make me feel as if I actually have a purpose on this planet and that I was made to do great things and make people happy. I do not think I could/will ever be able to put into words or actions to show you how much you mean to me. And to be honest that kinda sucks. Lol. I want you to have everything you want in this word. I want to give you what you have given to me. I want to be the person you think of when you go to the beach and see the waves crashing against the shore and remember our first date when I took you to watch the sunset and we just sat on the beach and admired the view…But I wasn’t looking at just the sunset, I was looking at the person that taught me how to appreciate myself, the person that showed me that there was kindness and understanding in this world. I was looking at you. Also remember me when you look up at the stars and remember how I compared the sparkle in your eyes to the constellations that form my universe. I want to protect you from anything bad thing that you come across…But I know I can’t do that because you need to experience life on your own but I do promise that I will ALWAYS be there for you if you need a shoulder to cry on or just someone​ to talk to. I want all of you, all of the flaws that I can’t see, your corny jokes, your laugh, how you hide you face in my arm because you are laughing so hard, your clumsiness, your love for penguins…Everything. I can be whatever you want, whatever you need. Clingy, Strong, Protective, Comforting, Nerd, Understanding, Kind… Anything you want. I want to be your everything. I want to be with you.

Avengers Preference: How You Meet

Steven Grant Rogers (Captain America):

I sighed as I continued to punch the punching bag, and I grit my teeth as I clenched my fist. This was so frustrating. Clint was officially the most annoying agent in S.H.I.E.L.D.

I closed my eyes as I tried to block out his voice, but he continued to tease me, “Hey, (Y/N). Did you fall into a pile of sugar? Because you’ve got one sweet ass!”

I groaned, and I face palmed. I heard Clint cracking up, and I glared at him.

“This is the training room, Bird Boy. Either train or leave!”

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anonymous asked:

Your writing is soooo good!!😍 Can you do a blurb about Y/N and Harry taking their newborn baby to meet Harry's family? Thank you!!!!💕💕💕💕

Oh my gosh! Thank you so much lovely xx It means the world to me to hear someone say that!! I hope I do your request justice! xx


You had just gotten out of the hospital with your newborn daughter, Phoebe. Her name was a last minute decision, and it all came from Friends. There was a television playing reruns of the show while Harry was waiting on the doctors to call him back after sending him out, and whenever he walked in and saw her light hair and green eyes, he turned to you and said: “How ‘bout Phoebe?”

You answered him by putting a smile on your face, looking down at your daughter, whispering “Hello, little Phoebe.” 

That was two days ago, and now you were cleared to leave the hospital, which meant that you were on your way to see Harry’s family. No one had seen you two yet, and while you would have loved for your families to be there, you both wanted to keep the birth of your daughter as quiet as possible. Therefore, you and Harry were both excited to see his family, just as much as you were excited about the birth of Phoebe. 

Phoebe’s outfit was possibly the cutest thing Harry had ever seen. His smile grew big as you dressed her in the outfit, which consisted of a purple butterfly onesie. And of course you laughed at Harry as he lifted his shirt, and said “Look…me and Phoebe are matching.” 

Now that you had her positioned in her car seat properly (after having to take a class on how to do so), Harry was in the drivers seat, heading towards his mom’s house. 

On the drive, Phoebe got a bit antsy and started to fuss, and Harry quickly began singing and humming. This was something that had soothed her since she was in your womb, and you couldn’t help but be blessed that he was gifted with such a talent. 

Once you got to Harry’s mom’s house, you could see everything was decorated. There were pink balloons tied to the mailbox, and a “WELCOME HOME” sign hung from the front porch. This made you and Harry smile, because while this house wasn’t going to be her home, you both knew Phoebe would be over there quite a lot.

As you gathered Phoebe from the backseat, you made your way to the front, Harry holding on to you as Anne and Gemma came scrambling out the door, huge smiles on their faces.

“I can’t believe we finally get to meet her!” Anne and Gemma said, almost in unison, causing you and Harry to laugh.

“She’s excited to meet her grandma and her auntie.” You smiled and climbed up the steps, giving both Anne and Gemma a one-armed hug while they tried to sneak peeks at Phoebe in her car seat. 

“Come on! Let us see her beautiful face!” Gemma spoke, and Harry shook his head, chuckling.

“Would you hold on a minute, and actually let us get inside the house?” Harry laughed and shook his head, leading you inside and into the living room where more of his family sat.

You smiled and waved at them as you set Phoebe in her car seat on the floor, pulling back the cover so everyone could get a good look at her. Everyone crowded around, huge smiles on their faces. Whispers of “She’s so beautiful…” and “Harry and Y/N sure did make an angel..” were heard, causing you and Harry to smile at each other before smiling down at the beautiful creation that was yours to love forever.

Sisterly Love, LMM/Reader

Prompt: I told my family I was in a relationship/fake boyfriend + Lin-Manuel Miranda

Words: 1391 (WOW, so long!)

Author’s Note: The longest fic I’ve written so far! I honestly love writing for Lin so much, it’s so easy because he’s literally the love of my life???

Warnings: Like one curse word? Responsible drinking (don’t drink and drive, kids).

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You had been independent your whole life - an occasional date here or there, maybe a relationship once in a blue moon. This led to a lot of nagging from your family, especially your older sister. She was lucky enough to find her girlfriend - now fiance - freshman year of high school.

This led her to believe it was her duty to set you up with your soulmate. You allowed her a few blind dates, but moved to New York when a job opportunity arose.

You were very grateful for the work and for the escape. That didn’t stop her from sending texts or calling you about a ‘special someone’.

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