someone tell me if this looks good i couldn't tell through my tears


        100 lyric starters taken from ‘wild world’ by bastille. change pronouns/sentence structure if necessary!


❝ so, what would you little maniacs like to do first? ❞
❝ what’s gunna be left of the world when you’re not in it? ❞
❝ every minute and every hour i miss you more ❞
❝ if you want to be a party animal you have to learn to live in the jungle ❞
❝ stop worrying and go and get dressed ❞
❝ you might have to excuse me, i’ve lost control of all of my senses ❞


❝ think about the power of your words ❞
❝ oh my god, i can’t quite believe my ears ❞
❝ you’re making me feel nervous ❞
❝ i need to clear my head ❞
❝ how can you think you’re serious? ❞
❝ do you even know what year it is? ❞


❝ kind of hoping this will turn me round ❞
❝ and now it follows me every day ❞
❝ it caught me by surprise ❞
❝ my back’s up against the wall ❞
❝ i feel guilty ❞


❝ never good, just the bad and the ugly ❞
❝ nothing quite like seeing the world through the tv’s window ❞
❝ i can’t stop thinking about it ❞
❝ tell me, did you see the news tonight? ❞
❝ hold me in this wild, wild world ❞


❝ did you ever feel like they were ringing true? ❞
❝ not everything had gone to plan ❞
❝ we made the best of what we had, you know ❞
❝ all their words were glory ❞
❝ stop looking up for heaven ❞

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+mobile masterlist

requested?: yes!

summary: okay, maybe falling in love with a fuck buddy isn’t a good idea, but michael does it anyway.

word count: 2,001

warnings: smut. really BAD smut. this is my first time doing it so it just feels awkward to me i dont know uhhhh

There’s something about the way his skin encompasses yours as you both lose yourself in your rendezvous. When he’s kissing down your neck and his hands are gripping at your waist and you’re certain you’re going to get bruises, you’re still so lost in him and it’s clear that he’s driving you crazy.

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Happier (Oliver/Felicity; T)

Ships: Oliver/Felicity

Summary: Set at the end of 5x18. Felicity asks to take a look at Oliver’s wounds.

A/N: Title taken from the Ed Sheeran song of the same name.

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“The new lineup could use a little more green, Hoss,” says Rene.

“I’m not quite there yet,” Oliver says. “But I’m thinking that with this team behind me, it’ll be sooner rather than later.”

“Well, good,” says Felicity. “Not that black isn’t a great look on you and all, but I prefer the green.”

Oliver smiles, turning to Felicity, just as the rest of the team murmur their goodbyes and begin to disperse from the room.

“I do too,” Oliver admits, “but it’s too soon.”

“That’s okay,” Felicity says. “Take your time.”

“You mean with the hood or with what Chase did to me?”

She considers. “Both. But, uh, speaking of which, your tussle with Anatoly may have worsened your injuries, so for the love of God, if you’re not going to see an actual doctor can you at least let me check on your wounds?”

Oliver chuckles faintly, unzipping his jacket to reveal his bandaged chest. “Sure.”

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As someone who absolutely loves Christmas, November 1 always signals the beginning of my favorite time of the year, which meant I spent my commute to and from work today blasting Christmas music. This idea came to me, and while it doesn’t merit a full fic, I figured I’d share it for anyone who wants some squad Christmas fluff…

As the only ones without children to play Santa for on Christmas Day, Barba and Carisi had long ago been roped into hosting the annual SVU Christmas party, but neither minded, even Rafael enjoying the kids running through their apartment for one night only.

Carisi always got the honor of telling a Christmas story to the assembled rugrats — some years it was just Jesse and Noah; other years, when the assembled Carisi relatives dropped by, his entire pack of nieces and nephews were included; and one year, Fin even brought his grandbaby. But all the kids loved when Uncle Sonny told them stories.

“It’s cuz he does the voices,” Noah told Barba seriously, and Barba nodded, just managing to refrain from rolling his eyes at the memory of some of Carisi’s more inane impressions that he broke out at inopportune times.

“I’m sure he does,” Barba said, a touch dryly.

Carisi settled down in the big leather arm chair, Santa hat askew on his head, his cheeks tinged pink from the few glasses of eggnog he’d already had. “Who’s ready for a story?” he asked, and a chorus of shrieks greeted him as the kids gathered around.

The adults drifted into the room to watch, all smiling, and Olivia wrapped an arm around Barba’s waist. “You’re a lucky man, you know.”

“That’s highly debatable,” Barba muttered, but he was grinning.

“Alright, so show of hands,” Carisi started, his eyes sparkling as he grinned at the kids, “who here has heard the story about How the Grinch Stole Christmas?”

To everyone’s surprise, the kids all seemed very quiet for a moment. “Stole Christmas?” Jesse asked, her eyes wide. “Someone can steal Christmas?”

Noah crossed his arms in front of his chest. “My mom wouldn’t let anyone steal Christmas,” he said firmly. “She’d arrest ‘em.”

Sonny looked baffled by their reaction. “Well, he, uh, he didn’t steal Christmas — I mean, he did, but, he brought it back.”

“Did he ‘pologize?” Jesse asked. “My mom says if you don’t ‘pologize and say you’re sorry, it doesn’t count.”

“Well, uh, sure, I mean, that’s good advice, but—”

Bella’s daughter Tessa piped up. “If anyone stole Christmas, Uncle Rafi would nail that bastard to the wall.”

The entire room fell silent as Barba’s eyes widened in horror. Bella swiveled to glare at him. “Ok, that’s the last time you and Sonny babysit,” she hissed.

Fin snorted with laughter, which was all it took for everyone else to fall to pieces. The kids looked on, confused by the source of hilarity. “C’mon,” Jesse said, grabbing Noah’s hand and pulling him to his feet, “let’s go play cops and grinches.”

Barba made his way over to Sonny, wiping tears of laughter from his eyes. “Evidently not the right Christmas story to tell to a group of cops’ kids,” he chuckled, leaning down to kiss Sonny’s lightly on the lips.

Sonny rolled his eyes. “They completely missed the point of the story,” he protested. “Besides, the Grinch made restitution in the end.”

Barba considered that. “True,” he allowed, “but I’d still charge him with a whole variety of crimes: grand larceny, burglary, breaking and entering, possession of stolen property…”

Sonny groaned and pulled him onto his lap to kiss him silent. “Now you’re the one who missed the point of the story,” he grumbled.

“Christmas Day will always be, just as long as we have we,” Barba said with a half smile, lacing his fingers with Carisi’s and lifting his hand to press a kiss to his knuckles.

“Ok,” Carisi said, grinning around at all their friends and family members, “maybe you didn’t miss the point after all.”

peaceandlove77  asked:

Thanks for writing my prompt! It was really good but as I was reading it I got and new idea for a short story. It's about Jay having a nightmare that he couldn't protect Carlos from Harry. Jay couldn't fight Harry and Harry was taunting him using Carlos and Jay wakes up screaming and Carlos has to calms him down.

Thanks love!

If anyone is interested, this is the prompt I originally filled for peaceandlove77.

First time I read this prompt, I thought the last line said “Jay wakes up screaming and his to claim Carlos as his own,” and I was like ‘damn, that’d be really hot’. Someone should write that.

Enough of my ramblings, enjoy!

Rated: PG13 for nightmares, suggestive themes and implications of sexual assault

One moment, Harry is tearing at Carlos’ clothes, biting his throat, forcing his pants down and Carlos is shouting and fighting and twisting in ways that shouldn’t be possible, pushing Harry away. But he’s too weak, too small, and Harry is on top of him, laughing and touching Carlos everywhere.

And Jay is unable to move, he’s tied or paralyzed or he just can’t reach them. Shouting for Harry to back off, leave Carlos alone, because his voice is the only weapon he has.

Carlos screams for him, pleads for help and Jay can’t get to him, he can’t protect, he can’t defend, he can’t fight and then Carlos is just screeching.

The next moment, Jay shoots up in his bed, gasping and sputtering and struggling for air.

“Jay, what’s wr-?” Carlos’ question is cut off as Jay tackles him to the bed, wraps his arms firmly around Carlos and cradles the younger boy to his chest. “Oomf! Ow.”

Carlos squirms and pinches his sides, but Jay doesn’t move off of him and eventually the resistance fades.

They both have their share of nightmares; silence and someone to touch is the only way to calm down.

“You’re okay,” Jay mumbles after a minute. “You’re okay.”

“Little hard to breathe,” Carlos laughs, “but yeah, what’s wrong?”

He struggles with the words, buries his face into Carlos’ neck. “Harry.”

Immediately, Carlos stiffens. “Harry? He never…he never did anything to you, did he?”

Jay shakes his head, not paying attention to how his hair falls onto Carlos’ face. “No, just…” Fuck, why are words so difficult? “You. I couldn’t… I never helped you, C.”

“Oh. Oooh,” Carlos hushes, struggles to free his arms before wrapping them around Jay’s back. “There was nothing… You never knew, Jay.”

“He just hurt you and I let him.”

“You didn’t let Harry do anything.” Carlos pushes against him and Jay allows himself to be moved. They sit side by side while Carlos looks at Jay and Jay looks anywhere that’s not Carlos. “No one knew. I never told anyone.”

“But I didn’t-.”

“You couldn’t.” Carlos grabs his hand. “For the longest time, we weren’t friends. I didn’t have anyone to tell. By the time we formed our little group, I just… I didn’t want to tell anyone. I was embarrassed. And by the time I trusted any of you enough… We were being taken to Auradon. It didn’t matter anymore.”

“C, it always matters,” Jay sighs, runs a hand through his hair. “What he did-.”

Did!” Carlos emphasizes. “As in the past. I don’t need to worry about it anymore.”

Jay takes a deep breath. “You were crying for me in the dream. Shouting my name. And I couldn’t get you.”

“Well you have me now,” Carlos leans his head on Jay’s shoulder. “I’m right here with you, we’re both safe and sound.” He looks up at Jay, kisses his jaw. “You’re here, I’m here and that’s all that matters.”

“Sleep in my bed tonight,” Jay mumbles, laying his head on top of Carlos’. “I just…” Need to hold you, protect you, shelter you.

Make up for all the times I couldn’t before.

“I get it,” Carlos whispers, pushes Jay on his back before crawling beside him. “I’ll be here for the whole night.”

Kobayashi Unfaithful? (Tohru’s Overreacting Again)

I’m back!  Sorry for the delay.  If you’ve sent a Kobayashi prompt, rest assured I probably have it and will do my best to accommodate as many of them as I can.   I got so many, which is super cool, so thanks to everyone who has sent a prompt my way!  I can’t say I’ll necessarily be prompt with them (heh, get it?) but I’ll do my best.  Con season fast approaches and there may be many nights I’m trying to make a giant dragon tail instead of writing about one.

Speaking of, if anyone is going to be at either Colossal Con in Sandusky or Momo Con in ATL, you should absolutely hit me up and come say hi! My wife and I will be cosplaying our fav gays from Izetta and Dragon Maid and will also be paneling, so PM me if you’re going and wanna talk about nazi-fighting gays or dragon gays n stuff.

Anyway, today we have quite a few! We have 4. “I felt bad so I got up and made you breakfast.” as requested by an anon and @daily-nicotine; 7. “I wasn’t late, a cat tried to kill me and made me late!”; and 8. “You nearly killed me, tell me how that’s not a big deal” also requested by an anon.  Sorry to the self-same anon as I accidentally skipped #5 that was also included in the request until I was already done writing it whoops! 

As always, you can find my Dragon Maid fics and other writing over here.

Kobayashi normally comes home a little bit late.

But today. Today she’s very late. Extremely late. Worryingly late.

She feels terrible. Tohru must be worried by now but the phone is dead and at this point it’s just easier to get home.

She can’t wait to see her, not that she’d quite let on to her, of course. But it’s been a hellish day, and then all of the to-do trying to get home. She expects a certain amount of trouble on the way home. It’s the middle of winter and they get a fair amount of snow here. Its been a  particular icy day today. But this? This was just ridiculous.

She sighs before opening the door. Only she doesn’t get to open it. Because the door disintegrates before she can even touch the knob and she has to hit the ground before she’s obliterated too.

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Slash imagine (requested)

When you had gotten back home from your first date with Slash you haven’t felt the urge to tell all your friends about it like you usually would after a day like that. You wouldn’t have been completely comfortable with letting them know cause you’ve already been aware at that time that they might find it weird or even disgusting although they were your friends. Of course you couldn’t know but you were scared they might judge you for dating a man who was twice your age. You knew it wasn’t common but why would you care? You were convinced that you wanted to be with Slash and the difference between your age didn’t matter to the both of you.

You sighed with a happy smile on your face. Despite being scared that people might judge you you have been over the moon since the day Slash and you have met. He was so much more understanding than most guys your age and you knew exactly what you were talking about - you’ve had enough experience to tell that. Nonetheless it was a lot of fun to spend time with him and you didn’t care that he was a bit shy, you actually adored that about him.

When your bell rang you couldn’t hold back your smile at all when you opened the door for Slash who put his arms around you before he even said a word to you.

“Hey…” you mumbled as you nestled up against him. “Did I forget that we had plans for today?” Slash pecked your lips. “Nope, it’s a surprise.” You smiled at each other. “You’re so sweet” you said “I would have put on some better clothes though.” “Baby, you look great. I don’t care what you’re wearing.” He smirked and you covered his mouth with your hand. “Don’t say that you’d rather see me without any clothes on, that’s so cliché!” Slash grabbed your hand to keep it away from his face and chuckled. “I would never say something like that!” “Sure” you drawled sarcastically. “Come inside, I’ll get changed. Where are we going, by the way?” “I’m not sure, I just wanted to take a walk through the city and maybe we could go and eat something later.” “That sounds like a good plan” you stated with a smile.

It wasn’t too long before the two of you strolled through the streets, holding hands. You decided to go window-shopping and usually you would see something you liked and you went inside to take a better look at it without actually buying anything until Slash insisted on buying a pair of shoes for you and although you protested you couldn’t stop him from getting them for you eventually.

“Slash!” you whined “That’s not fair! The shoes are so cool I couldn’t say no.” “You did say no. A lot” he said with a chuckle. “Yeah, but if those shoes weren’t that beautiful I would have tried harder” you mumbled before you placed a kiss on his cheek. “Thank you, baby.” “I’d do everything for you, (Y/N). You know that.” Before you could say another word you were interrupted by someone calling your name.


You turned around to the familiar voice which belonged to your friend (Y/F/N).

“Hey, what a coincidence!” you exclaimed happily before you hugged each other. “Now I know why none of us could reach you” (Y/F/N) said and nodded at Slash. “Oh… right. Slash, that’s (Y/F/N). (Y/F/N), that’s Slash.” “Hey, nice to meet you” Slash said and held out his hand towards your friend who simply ignored his gesture. “(Y/N), can I talk to you for a second? I need to show you something!” “Sure…” You gave Slash an apologetic smile. “It’s alright, I’ll wait here.”

(Y/F/N) grabbed your wrist to drag you along the street and around the next corner where you both made an abrupt stop. You frowned when you saw the stern look on (Y/F/N)s face. “Okay, you’re mad cause I didn’t tell you about Slash, right? I mean I totally get that but-” “You’re actually a couple?” You were at loss for words for a second about the harsh tone in your friend’s voice. “Yeah. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you but I didn’t feel comfortable with it. I was scared you might find it weird” you explained calmly. “That’s right. It is weird, (Y/N). How old is he?” “Why would you care?” you asked flabbergasted “I’m happy, that’s all that matters!” “Of course you are. You’re naive enough to believe that he actually likes you for being the person you are and not cause you’re still young.” “Excuse me? Do you actually think before you speak?!” you hissed. “I don’t think that being young is the only good thing about me.” “That’s not what I’m talking about. I’m your friend, I know you got a great personality. But I don’t think that he cares about that…” “You don’t even know him! You have only just met him” you shouted with watery eyes, unwilling to believe your friend’s words. “It’s always like that, I don’t need to know him, that’s a fact.” “And you call yourself my friend? Bullshit.” “I’m not the only one who thinks that way about your… uh, boyfriend.” “What are you talking about? No one knows about us” you countered. “We’ve seen you a few days ago and it was obvious what was going on. I would’ve talked to you earlier but I wasn’t sure how to start this conversation.” “So you’re trying to tell me you’ve been talking about Slash and me behind my back?” “Oh, come on! You gave us every reason to do so.” “I would’ve never thought you could be so shallow. Just… leave me alone” you mumbled, feeling more disappointed than you ever had before in your life. You’ve been friends for such a long time but you did not even recognize your friend at this moment. You made your way back to Slash without looking at (Y/F/N) once more and.

Slash gave you a concerned look and caught you in his arms the second you got back to him. He didn’t say a word, he simply held you close to him. You wrapped your arms around him and a single tear made its way down your cheek.

“I’m sorry” Slash whispered. “Why are you sorry? You didn’t do anything wrong” you mumbled. “I’ve tried to ignore it but people are giving us weird looks all the time. I don’t get it. It’s none of their business after all.” Slash placed a kiss on the top of your head. “Baby, don’t think about those people. They have nothing better to do in their lives than to criticize everyone who’s a little bit different from what they would call the norm.” “Can we please go back home?” you asked. “I don’t want to run into any of my friends again. I’m not sure if I can even call them friends anymore.” “Sure, I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable, honey.”

You were back in your apartment soon. You did not even have the energy to take off your shoes and plunked yourself down on your sofa in the living room. Slash joined you and put an arm around your shoulder. You leant against him with a sigh.

“Am I really that weird?” you asked low-spirited. Slash cupped your face with his hands and gave you a tender-hearted look. “(Y/N), you’re a wonderful person. There are so many reasons for people to act the way that one friend of yours did before… you’re not weird. I know it’s hard to ignore all the hate but I need you to know that it doesn’t change anything about the way we are. It’s you and me, and that’s all that matters in the end. I hope you know that I love you for who you are, baby.” A smile crept onto your face and you placed a kiss on his soft lips. “I would never question that” you whispered.

Mortem -- EXO-K

Being a reaper isn’t the worst thing you could be doing with your afterlife.  (Warnings: Death, blood, some sadness, suicide mention, Chanyeol and Baekhyun being Chanyeol and Baekhyun.)


In your opinion, it’s a little twisted for a fireman to die in a fire.  You walk into the burning house, flames licking at your skin but you feel no heat and experience no pain because pain is something that doesn’t affect you.  Hasn’t affected you in a long time.  You make your way up the stairs and into the bedroom, finding him on the floor, coughing and crying and trying his damndest to stay alive.

The late hour and the cast on his leg explains everything and you would feel bad because dying this way isn’t fair, but it’s his time.  You crouch down and pet the back of his head, giving him a slice of comfort in the current hell that he’s experiencing.

No, you think.  Death isn’t fair.

But it is inevitable.

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Originally posted by moreuni

Genre: Angst

When your label announced that your comeback album will be produced by Jiho you weren’t really sure what to think. You prided yourself on keeping your careers separate, but on the other hand he was an amazingly talented producer and it wasn’t often that he produced for idol girl groups.

You two didn’t date publicly but your members and manager were aware of the relationship, so some of the pressure was lifted.

Walking into the Seven Seasons building, you led your members to Jiho’s studio. “Unnie, aren’t we lucky to work with Jiho-Oppa? What kind of producer is he?” Your makane chimed.

You nodded laughing “I guess we are pretty lucky.” Not many producers would be open to input, but since your members had a close relationship with your boyfriend you figured the atmosphere would be lighter. “I’m not sure how he is as a producer honestly. He’s never let me see him work before”

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God, Schrodinger's Cat, and Me

Have you ever heard of a quantum superposition?

Even if you haven’t, I guarantee you have. Schrodinger’s cat. It’s the thing everyone tries to reference to make them seem smart when they don’t actually get it.

See, here’s how most people see it:

       -Cat in box with some ornate trap

       -The box is closed

       -The cat is both alive and dead at the same time.

That’s not it. That’s nothing. That’s not science. That’s just idiotic silliness. Anyone can make that up.

Well, it’s kind of right but it misses the point entirely.

The reality of Schrodinger’s cat and quantum superpositions, though, that’s where it gets interesting.

See, to start with, most people assume as soon as the cat goes into the box, it’s both alive and dead, because you don’t know. It sounds silly because it is. But the Superposition takes time to occur, it’s not instant. (Otherwise, those mystery box shows on TV would all be quantum superpositions just because “you don’t know how much money is in each case.” Obviously that isn’t true; a box with $1 cannot contain $1,000 just because you don’t have X-Ray vision or psychic powers.)

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Somebody Else (TylerxReader)

This may contain strong language and possible cheating.
This was inspired by ‘Somebody Else’ by The 1975

Tyler’s Point of View
It hurts, I won’t lie. But, to say it hurts was an understatement. It was a feeling that was hard to explain. Almost impossible even but I could try. I was completely aware of what was happening around me. I knew she didn’t love me. I knew she didn’t want to be with me.

I knew there was somebody else. I would lie to myself and tell myself there was no one else for her. I told myself it was just me and her. I always knew that it wouldn’t last any longer.

The thing was I loved her to much to let her go. I knew I wasn’t the only one that was giving her attention. I knew I wasn’t the only one involved with her romantically. I wasn’t the only one that was in love with her.

It was hard. I would always say that I would tell her and break it off but I just couldn’t bring myself to doing so. I wanted as much time I could get with her. Even if it is as little and as fake as it was now.

Over time, she stopped pretending she loved me. She just stopped saying it. Every time, I would tell her  she would always try to change the subject. A lot has changed, at first it was a fairy tale that was to good to be true and it was. It really was.

All I wanted her to do was at least pretend. Pretend that she really loved me. Every time I would hold her it didn’t feel the same. She didn’t feel like home anymore.

Our love was cold fading more and more overtime. I didn’t think it could fade any longer then it already did. I was wrong with that too. It felt like we were just two strangers at a party just talking to each other because we didn’t know anyone else.

She was clearly interested in somebody else.

I was looking at her texting someone else. Glued to her phone typing rather fast. She was beautiful though. Anyone could fall in love with her easily. She had these eyes that could make anyone melt. Her smile was the best part about her though. But, with me around that smile was kept hidden.

What did I do to deserve this. Was it tour? No, because we have taken a break from that for a period of time. I think it just came from talking to other people. I blame myself for no good reason.

Maybe, I just wasn’t good enough for her. Maybe, I just didn’t keep my promises which I was sure I did but maybe I missed one. If I were to confront her she would leave and I needed her to stay for as long as possible. For as long as I can. I couldn’t let her go but I knew she wasn’t happy. I knew I wouldn’t be the one to make her happy any longer.

I did make her happy at one point of time. The time was over. I tried and tried for as long as I possibly could. But, I was tired. We were both tired. Nowadays, I would barley get out of my house.

I wouldn’t talk to Josh. I didn’t talk to anyone. I just needed her to save me from myself but all she was doing was watching me getting hurt. I didn’t want her but I needed her. I just couldn't get her out of my head. I just hate to think about her with somebody else. Just imagining her holding hands down the street with somebody else hurts. 

 I look back at her she’s still on her phone but this time she looks up.

“Tyler, somebody is going to pick me up so, I’ll be back in a couple of hours.” She speaks softly and looks down at the ground putting her head down low.

“Why, are you doing this to me?“ I asked her. She picks up her head and looks at me in the eyes.

“I-I don’t know what your talking about, baby.” She stutters.

“Yes, yes you do Y/n. You know exactly what I’m talking about. You should know because your the one doing this to me.” My eyes start to water but I’m trying my best to not to allow the tears to flow.

“I’m sorry, I really am. I just d-don’t feel a-a-anything.” She’s full on crying by this point. “I know you know that there’s someone else. I’m sorry Tyler, I really am. I love you. I think I still love you. I just cant feel it as much.”

“Okay.” I say calmly making her confused. “I hope he’s enough for you and treats you right. I’m sorry I did you just couldn’t see it. I love you so much.  Now, I know that you don’t no matter how much you say it. If you really loved me this would have never had happened.” Tears are falling but I try not to yell. No matter how much it hurts. I go to my room and lock the door behind me.

I hear banging on the door but I ignore it. I grab my suitcase and backpack and start to pack up my things. Only the things that make a sound the rest I could do without. My tears blur my eyes making it hard to see. As I finish packing, I grab a piece of paper and a pen.

My hands are shaking but I managed to pull through. I leave the note on her pillow.

I open the door with everything in my hand and walk to the front door ignoring her pleads for me to stay. This was it. Its over.

Nothing lasts forever. I just she was my nothing but she was my everything.

Adrien had been excited when he found the note on the inside of his locker signed by Ladybug. He had raced to the location she described in the note and waited patiently for the masked heroine to arrive. He knew it well, the park just outside Marinette’s family bakery was almost a center point in his life.

Minutes ticked by slowly at first, but it didn’t bug Adrien one bit. The public began to notice him and asked for autographs which he happily signed knowing as soon as Ladybug showed up nothing could stop him from seeing her.

Hour one clicked by yet Adrien was still hopeful as kids ran around the park screaming and laughing pushing and pulling. Paris seemed peaceful for the first time in a long time, and perhaps that was why Ladybug felt safe to meet with him.

The sky began to darken and children were ushered home preparing for dinner or family outings. Out of the corner of his eye he spotted Marinette walking with Alya both carrying bags of groceries. He watched as they walked into the bakery and felt his stomach grumble. She must be busy as a civilian, she would show up, Ladybug rarely went back on her promises. 

Hour two. Still no Ladybug. Adrien’s hopes began to fade, he knew she would be preparing for patrol with Chat Noir and he needed to get home. But still he was determined, there was no way he message was fake. Could it be?

A flash of red drew his attention away towards the bakery and a woman who was clearly not Ladybug.

“Oh my god. You really have been waiting all day, you are such a loser!” Lila laughed at Adrien.

“But.. I thought” Adrien stumbled out

“You really think Ladybug has any interest in you? Please she’s so lame, and your dedication to her is laughable. Why don’t you just take me instead? I’ve got the mask and everything.” Lila sneered.

It took Adrien a minute to process the girl infront of him. It was true she was in a full Ladybug costume, mask, yoyo and had even put her hair in pigtails.

Anger welled up in his throat along with the heat of tears in his eyes. He crumpled up the note tossing it in the bin before walking off.


It took only a second for the Dupain-Chang’s to come out of the bakery and usher him inside. They had been watching since Marinette came home, and so had she.

They had made extra food and Tom had made a fresh batch of cookies. They knew heart break when they saw it, and Adrien certainly had it.

“Thank you so much” Adrien said between sobs. 

Marinette walked down from her room to see Adrien’s face wet with tears and anger flashed through her soul.

“Adrien! What happened!” she almost yelled running down the stairs.

“Lila strikes again. She tricked me and made me look like a fool. She found out who I….” he trailed off.

Marinette nodded. Nino had mentioned before Adrien had a thing for Ladybug but it seemed Lila took it too far this time.

“I saw her dressed as Ladybug. You wanted to meet her right?”

Adrien nodded. He loved her was that such a crime?

Marinette took a deep breath before pulling Adrien into a hug.

“If you wanna meet Ladybug wait at the park in an hour. She always stops at the statue before patrol.”


Adrien left just before 9, the usual time of Ladybug and Chat Noir’s patrol. Marinette felt like crying. Adrien could never know the truth that she is Ladybug. Yet he loved her as Ladybug not Marinette. What was so different between her and her own persona? What makes Ladybug special?

She’s Ladybug, not Marinette. No, she’s Marinette AND Ladybug. How could Adrien only love one side of her? 

“You know Marinette I’m glad you’re helping Adrien but don’t you think that you’re hurting yourself too?” Tikki asked.

Through her window Marinette saw Adrien standing in the park. She upped her resolve and transformed.

Adrien heard the distinct sound of Ladybugs yoyo before he saw her. She was even more beautiful up close.

“I heard that Lila girl was making up lies again are you okay?” Ladybug asked.

“I just hope she didn’t try to sell the story to the tabloids. I just wanted to see you.” Adrien said 

“Chat Noir is waiting for me Adrien is there something you want to tell me?” Ladybug said as kindly as she could. Chat Noir could go on without her but she didn’t want her partner to worry.

“I just wanted to tell you… You do an amazing job of protecting the city and you’re awesome and Paris has never been as amazing as when you showed up and ….” Adrien rambled incoherently. Compliments poured from his mouth without control as Ladybug blushed a deeper red.

“Adrien.” Ladybug said placing a hand on his shoulder.


“I should take you home. Your father is probably worried sick.”


Chat Noir never showed up for patrol giving Ladybug ample time to rush home and cry.

“You just need to give him time to get to know you as Marinette! I’m sure things will turn around.” Tikki said.

“No! He loves Ladybug he will never like me for me. The person I am as Ladybug is.. I don’t know better then Marinette? She’s a hero and I’m not.” Marinette cried into her lap.

The unmistakable sound of Chat Noir landing on the roof next to her drew Marinette’s attention.

“I didn’t see you with Ladybug tonight thought you weren’t going to come”

“You know I always enjoy our little talks Princess, besides I see her all the time, you seem to be in need of saving at the moment. I could hear your crying from two blocks away, whats wrong?”

“Life is whats wrong” Marinette said tucking her head into her lap. 

“I definitely agree with that.” Chat said sitting next to her.

“Right, I forget you live a worse life then I do.”

“Doesn’t mean your life isn’t tough. We both got dealt a bad hand of cards.”

Marinette nodded, she was no stranger to Chats life. He had landed on her balcony one night after parting ways with Ladybug. It had been a close call, he mistook her yoyo for an akuma and wanted to make sure everything was safe.

After that it became a tradition for him to talk to her a bit after patrol, he seemed lonely and he counted her as one of his few friends.

“You should probably get home then, or else your deck of cards is going to turn even more sour.” Marinette said gently pushing Chats shoulder.

“You’re right on that logic, but I wanna plan a revenge scheme.”


“If it hadn’t been for you Lila could have easily caused poor Adrien to be akumatized so I think it’s time to pull a prank on her.” Chat said with big glowing eyes.

“Think about it!!!!” he exclaimed “We could TP her house or wrap her entire house in plastic wrap or I don’t know!” 

Laughter bubbled out from Marinette thinking of Chat Noir buying supplies to mess with Lila’s life. The image of that cat walking through a supermarket made her laugh alone.

“Hey don’t make fun of my ideas!” Chat said with fake offense. “I think my plan is perfect we could do what they do in the movies. How hard could it be?”

Marinette smiled before placing a hand on her partners shoulder. 

“You honestly think that would work?”

“Probably not but it got you to stop crying.” Chat said with a smile.

Marinette’s gaze drifted down to her tear stained jeans as she recalled what had made her so upset. The pain was still there as it would always be.

“Chat you told me you love Ladybug.”

He nodded “And you love someone equally out of your reach.”

Marinette nodded. “I think I may have lost him to Ladybug herself.”

Chat’s eyes widened. “You love Adrien then.”


“Then go get him”

Common advise from Mr Romance himself, yet as always he seemed sincere. 

Marinette nodded as she stood up from her spot on the floor before walking over to the hatch in the roof.

“Good night Chat.”

“Good night Princess.”

You’re Not Mine

A/N Thank you @frenchybell for the beta. Thank you @impala-dreamer for the idea

Quick Info - Dean makes a confession while drunk
Pairing - Dean and Rachelle (Mentioned)
Word Count - 1567
Warnings - Angst/Fluff…I think…Written after some wine…

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a hella long list of random lyric sentence starters
  • "I'm insecure and I care what people think."
  • "We're stressed out."
  • "Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol' days."
  • "Wake up, you need to make money."
  • "You used to make me feel like I could walk on water."
  • "You're the reason why I can't listen to the same songs I used to."
  • "I write songs about you all the time."
  • "I bet I don't run through your mind."
  • "I've given up on you.
  • "It still hurts to know you're not alone."
  • "Lately, my dog's the only one around that listens to my problems."
  • "It's been a lonely year."
  • "I'm just happy being with you."
  • "Quietly, quietly, the two of us are entangled."
  • "You don't realize the way I am."
  • "This silent love leaves a silent scar."
  • "I don't feel anything when I look at your face."
  • "That's nothing compared to what I had done in the past."
  • "Wild horses couldn't drag me away."
  • "You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress."
  • "Please remember me, fondly."
  • "We'll meet again."
  • "Fuck the man."
  • "I heard from someone you're still pretty."
  • "And when the morning came I was ashamed. Only now it seems so silly."
  • "Never meant to last."
  • "An angel kissin' on a sinner."
  • "Girls like girls like boys do."
  • "Always gonna steal your thunder."
  • "Imma take your girl out."
  • "Don't tell me what I feel."
  • "Kissed your girls and made you cry, boys."
  • "Tell me if you feel it, too."
  • "Hello there, the angel from my nightmare."
  • "We can live like Jack and Sally if we want."
  • "I would ask for advice, but I just do what I like."
  • "You're a waste of my time."
  • "I smoke cause I'm stressed. I try to get high, but it gets me depressed."
  • "I've fallen for her, more than once."
  • "My daddy is dead, I've got no man to follow."
  • "And I know that I'm shallow, but why shouldn't I be?"
  • "I don't want any trouble, it just chooses to find me."
  • "I've been thinkin' about fallin' in love."
  • "I've been thinkin' about you."
  • "I’m afraid somebody else might take my place."
  • "All my friends always lie to me."
  • "You’re too mean, I don’t like you."
  • "Fuck you anyway."
  • "You make me wanna scream at the top of my lungs."
  • "You make me wanna die."
  • "Keep on dreaming, don’t stop breathing, fight those demons."
  • "I got a hunger and it won't go away."
  • "I want it all to remind me of the first time."
  • "I think I like you, but it's complicated."
  • "It's always better when we're together."
  • "You look so pretty sleeping next to me."
  • "I belong with no one."
  • "You belong with me."
  • "Run off to school like a good drama queen."
  • "Do you care where you're going, or know where you've been?"
  • "Our faith is placed in second chances."
  • "You're the star of the story you don't care about."
  • "Just a little girl in a bigger world turning upside-down."
  • "You keep it all inside so that nobody knows."
  • "All these boys are thirsty for your outsides."
  • "You never care to ever let the right ones in."
  • "Baby, I'll carry you all the way home."
  • "I just wanna love you, dear."
  • "I understand you, just take my hand."
  • "I found God. I found him in a lover."
  • "He's off to pay his crimes and he's got no time for mine."
  • "It's tearing me apart."
  • "It's ruining everything."
  • "Were you lying all the time?"
  • "Was it just a game to you?"
  • "You know I'm such a fool for you."
  • "You got me wrapped around your finger."
  • "I thought the world of you."
  • "I thought nothing could go wrong, but I was wrong."
  • "It was always me and you."
  • "This body is yours."
  • "Your mess is mine."
  • "Luck be on my side tonight."
  • "You're the reason that I feel so strong."
  • "You still make sense to me."
  • "Boy, look the other way."
  • "That's not the way that friends behave."
  • "I always knew that I would love you from afar."
  • "She's got darling hazel eyes."
  • "It shouldn't come as a surprise."
  • "Why do you go wasting your time on me?"
  • "I'm eager to please."
  • "I'm scared that you’re gonna slip away."
  • "I don’t think she knows how she changed all my plans."
  • "You act like you don't know me."
  • "My god, you tempt my anxious mind."
  • "We are bitter losers, snarling through our smiles."
  • "We are wild."
  • "We’re fucked, but we say that we’re fine."
  • "We long for journeys and the roadside."
  • "Every little thing made me miss you more."
  • "I'm just trying to make a getaway to you, and I'd have gone a thousand miles more."
  • "And I looked at you, you were so damn cute."
  • "I know you're thinking of me."
  • "You're everything that I hoped for."
  • "I'm all the shit that you go for."
  • "Stop kidding yourself now."
  • "I never found a way to let you know."
  • "I also never found a way to let you go."
  • "Right now I’m feeling rough."
  • "Come settle in with me."
  • "I will not open myself up this way again."
  • "Feels like I don't know you."
  • "I've strayed from who it was that you knew."
  • "You were trying to make it work."
  • "You were sleeping in my shirt
  • "Sometimes things don't come full circle."
  • "I was hoping that you cared."
  • "I was distant, I was scared."
  • "There's no way to go back now."
  • "Just love me when you can."
  • "I'll wait patiently."
  • "I'll wake up every day just hoping that you still care."
  • "Surely even I deserve the best."
  • Just when I believe you've changed for good, you go and prove me wrong just like I knew you would."
  • "When I run out of second chances, you give me that look
  • and you're off the hook."
  • "Oh, what am I still doing here?"
  • "It ain't right to just love me when you can."
  • "Slow down, you are out of control."
  • "One of us is right, and one of us is wrong."
  • "It could be so easy if it didn't feel so wrong."
  • "What if I was younger?"
  • "I never should have asked, it was a long time ago."
  • "There's things I wish I knew."
  • "We're a million miles away."
  • "With you, my dear, I'm safe."
  • "You will be gone and I won't see you anymore."
  • "You left my love on the line and said that you were leaving."
  • "I saw you in the arms of someone else."
  • "I cry myself to sleep and you thought I was happy."
  • "I was lonely, had nowhere to go."
  • "I heard that you moved on."
  • "Everything has changed."
  • "Sometimes you've got to bleed to know that you're alive."
  • "The songs on the radio are okay, but my taste in music is your face."
  • "You fell asleep in my car, I drove the whole time."
  • "I heard you were lying about how brave you are.
  • "I heard you were still trying to get back to the start."
  • "I'm gonna miss you."
  • "Gonna miss you, girl, and all of the things we could've done."
  • "I move so fast, how could you be with me?"
  • "I wish you well. All the best."
  • "I spent an hour with you, should I want anything else?"
  • "We were sixteen, maybe less, maybe a little more."
  • "I walked home smiling, I finally had a story to tell."
  • "Time has bridled us both, but I remember you, too."
  • "You confuse me with your riddles and your sudden generosity."
  • "You really shouldn't get this fucked up."
  • "I'm tired of being careful."
  • "Let me under your skin."
  • "Why do I always spill?"
  • "God, I wish I never spoke."
  • "Think I got myself in trouble."
  • "Should've never said the word 'love.'"
  • "I'm sick of all the games I have to play."
  • "I've got your picture, she's got you."
  • "Throw on your dress and put on your doll faces."
  • "Everyone thinks that we're perfect."
  • "Go back to being plastic."
  • "Smile for the picture."
  • "We were too wasted to close the window."
  • "Do you want it? Do you want me?"
  • "You are where I want to be."
  • "I can drive."
  • "Who is she?"
  • "I used to know know to leave the boy behind without having to watch him go."
  • "Going on, my first impression, I recall you wearing white."
  • "There was something sweet in the air, babe, that summer night."
  • "There will always be another time for us to fall in love."
  • "The first times always cut the deepest."
  • "She is something to behold, elegant and bold."
  • "I could easily lose my mind."
  • "The way you kiss me will work each time."
  • "Eyes, innocent and wild, remind me what it's like."
  • "Pulling me back into the flames and I'm burning up again."
  • "I never understood what was at stake."
  • "Well now you've come and gone, I finally worked it out."
  • "I never should have told you."
  • "I never should have let you see inside."
  • "Don't want it troubling your mind. Won't you let it be?"
  • "You cool me down."
  • "Do you love me now?"
  • "I'm not so used to doubt."
  • "Light me up a cigarette and put it in my mouth."
  • "You're the only one that wants me around."
  • "I don't believe in you and I."
  • "I'm not yours anymore."
  • "You're always leaving me behind."
  • "I feel like a fool."
  • "I ain't got nothing left to give."
  • "You are mine, I am yours. Lets not fuck around."
  • "You are the only one."
  • "Yours is the first face that I saw."
  • "I realize that I need you and I wondered if I could come home."
  • "Remember the time you drove all night, just to meet me in the morning."
  • "I thought it was strange, you said everything changed, you felt as if you'd just woke up."
  • "I'm glad I didn't die before I met you."
  • "I don't care, I could go anywhere with you and I'd probably be happy."
  • "Maybe this time is different."
  • "I mean, I really think you like me."
  • "You pull away so easily."
  • "I'm only there so that you're not alone."
  • "So I'm pouring some whiskey, I'm gonna get drunk."
  • "I want a lover I don't have to love."
  • "I'll meet up with the band in the morning."
  • "Love's an excuse to get hurt."
  • "We both go together if one falls down."
  • "I talk out loud like you're still around."
  • "Do I let her sleep or should I wake her up?"
  • "We were lovers in a past life."
  • "I'll make you mine, time after time."
  • "We can keep in touch if that's what you want."
  • "You say I don't have the time for you, but I do."
  • "I am what you need when you can't find it somewhere else."
  • "I am what you want when you don't have anything else."
  • "I came here with a load and it feels so much lighter now I met you."
  • "Honey, you should know that I could never go on without you."
  • "You're the one that I wanted to find."
  • "Anyone who tried to deny you must be out of their mind."
  • "I know it's too late."
  • "I should have given you a reason to stay."
  • "We're not the same, dear, as we used to be."
  • "There was little we could say, and even less that we could do."
  • "Nothing was left for you and me."
  • "Someday you will be loved."
  • "I cannot pretend that I felt any regret."
  • "The memories of me will seem more like bad dreams."
  • "I know your heart belongs to someone you've yet to meet."
  • "You told her that you loved her, but you don't."
  • "She was beautiful, but she didn't mean a thing to me."
  • "I wanted to believe in all the words that I was speaking as we moved together in the dark."
  • "All I see are dark grey clouds in the distance moving closer with every hour."
  • "Was something wrong?"
  • "You're damn right there is, but we can't talk about it now."
  • "No, we can't talk about it now."
  • "One last touch and then you'll go, and we'll pretend that it meant something so much more."
  • "It was vile, and it was cheap."
  • "You are beautiful, but you don't mean a thing to me."
Consequences- Liam Dunbar (4)

(a/n: I’m still in love with this story so much, and it’ll only get better. But personally, I think this chapter sucked because I couldn't write it the way I wanted and make it sound good, so it probably makes no sense and sucks. Anywayyyyy, Phoenix coming out today, and idk about Monster yet, cross your fingers)

Telling your parents that you were pregnant was going to be hard, especially because you were sure his parents hated you. They never said it, but whenever you were around, they acted different, as if you were a bother to them. You honestly felt so nervous about it, but you knew you had to do it, it would be unfair not to. You hoped your parents were as accepting as you thought they were, or else these next nine months were going to be extremely hard. You shut your locker, shifting your books in your arms as you turned and walked down the hallway, the only thing you could think of was telling your parents you were pregnant. You wandered down the busy halls, looking for Liam’s familiar face.

When you saw him, you hurried over, slinging and arm around his neck before pressing his lips against yours, ignoring the fact that some girl was standing there. Liam pulled back quickly, his eyes searching your face. You stared back, scratching the back of your neck before turning to look at the girl standing there, her eyes glaring at you. “Oh, um, hello.” You smiled, taking a step back away from the young beta.

The girl snorted at you before turning back to look at him, a cheeky smile on her face. “So, you coming to pick me up tonight, right?” Liam smiled back and laughed, nodding before pulling out his binder, completely ignoring the fact you were standing there. “See you then.” She then smiled, pressing a kiss to his cheek before walking off, glaring at you as she passed. You looked at Liam with wide eyes, a frown etched onto your lips.

“What was that?” You asked, pulling your binders closer to your chest. Liam sighed, turning to look at you after he shut his locker. You shrunk underneath his gaze, your lip poking out into pout. “Liam, have you forgotten that I’m carrying your child?” You said quietly, looking down at your stomach before looking back up at him.

“No, (Name), I haven’t forgotten that. But have you forgotten that we’re not together?” He retorted, walking away with you scrambling closely after him. You tugged on his elbow, stopping him with a huff.

“Liam, we’re having a baby.” He nodded, tilting his head with sass written all over his face. “I don’t know if you know what that means, but in nine months, this thing that’s inside me, is going to come out, whether you like it or not. You cannot keep acting like I don’t exist, or denying the fact that this is your child. You have to be there for me. I can’t do this alone.”  You whimpered, watching his face go from sassy to distant.

“I know, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be flirting with other girls, not when you need me.” He nodded, pulling you closer by your hip, his mouth finding your forehead. You stared up at him with an unconvinced look, your eyes closing as you sunk into his warm body. “I’ll cancel my date.” You pressed your lips against his swiftly before pulling away.

You guess it was true, you and Liam technically weren’t a couple, but still, the idea of someone else having Liam all to themselves, when you were the one knocked up with his child bothered you. You squeezed his hand before turning and walking away to your first class, sadness plaguing your heart.


You ended up skipping your first class, crying in the girls’ locker room as a result from the Liam incident from earlier. Honestly, you weren’t even that upset about him flirting, it just worried you. What if he left you for someone else? How would raise this baby alone? You didn’t want to raise it alone, yeah you had Scott and Stiles, and probably the whole pack, but Liam was the father, not them. You wiped your tears away when the door opened, sniffing before getting off the floor before anyone could see you.

Scott walked in your vision and you let out a sigh, thinking it was someone else. “(Name). What are you doing in here?” He asked quietly, noticing your puffy eyes and scent that reeked of sadness. You scratched the back of your head and teared up again.

“Liam was flirting this morning, and I don’t want him to forget that I need him.” You sniffled wiping your nose on your sleeve, looking up at Scott through the tears laced on your lashes. “I can’t… I can’t do this… I can’t do this alone.” You choked out, your voice breaking in the middle of the sentence. Scott sighed and took a step forward, wrapping you up in his arms. You cried silently, thankful he was there to comfort you.

“You won’t be alone. You’ll have me and Stiles, and Kira and Lydia, and Derek and Malia. We’ll all be there. Liam will realize soon enough that play time is over. He’ll be there for you, we all will.” He murmured softly, rubbing your back soothingly before pulling back, pressing a kiss to your forehead like a big brother would.

You smiled softly and hugged him again tightly. “Thank you, I’m really glad you guys are here for me, because if you weren’t, I wouldn’t know what to do.” You admitted, wiping your stray tears away with a crooked smile.

“I’ll always be here. You’re my pack, and I’ll protect you and help you at all costs. You can count on me.” He smiled, squeezing your shoulder before leading you out the room. You were thankful that he was there, especially when you felt like Liam wasn’t going to be there for you, and it brought a smile to your face.

“You’re going to make a great uncle.” You whispered, though you knew he could hear it. Scott smiled and squeezed your shoulder again. “Now Stiles, I don’t know about him.” You said jokingly, grinning when Scott let out a laugh.

Not too late at all

Your name: submit What is this?

Lacrosse training:

“You won’t beat us.” Stiles whispered behind you.

Because of Scott you came into the Lacrosse team, you have practiced with Scott everyday until you were really good. You had something like a talent for Lacrosse so it didn't take long until you were better than Scott and Stiles.

You had to laugh and Stiles and Scott behind you had too

“Y/N!” Coach shouted. “Could you please show the boys that I haven’t made a mistake as I brought you into the team, so they stopquestioning my decisions.”

You nodded to the coach and stepped forward. Jackson Whittemore and Danny Mahealani were in front of you, they should stop you from making goals but they couldn’t. You ran as fast as you could and as both of the tall guys tried to take you down, you twirled and could go past them to make a goal.

“That’s how it’s done!” The Coach shouted with a huge smile. “Okay guys practice over, take a shower. And shame, that a girl could beat you in the ground.” Coach laughed and gave you a high five.

You took off you helmet and smiled to Stiles who could barely shut his mouth, “Hey Stiles? Did you hear the Coach?”

“Y/N?” Stiles smiled at you. “Shut up.”

“That’s how it’s done.” You laughed and went to the sportslocker.


In the Class:

“Hey, testicle left and right.” Jackson provoked Scott and Stiles.

“Hadn’t you enough beating today?” Stiles questioned sarcastic.

Scott had to laugh a bit and Jackson had too, “Yeah well, I think it’s about time that you both got some beating too so I’ll start with that..” Jackson leaned over his table, “Y/N and I are going on a date today.”

Stiles looked angry and Scott was confused, “Why would she want that?” Scott asked Jackson and turned to him.

“I think she’s tired being with two losers everyday.” Jackson provoked Stiles and Scott more. “I asked her after the training and she answered immediately with an yes.”

You noticed that Jackson was talking to your best friends, as Jackson saw that you were looking over to them, he smiled flirty at you and you smiled back. Stiles and Scott looked angry at you when they saw Jackson looking to. You knew that Stiles and Scott didn't like Jackson but you didn't cared about that, you wanted to be happy and you waited for much too long. Actually for 7 years, so long you had a crush on Stiles and now you wanted to move on, you deserved to move on.


After School:

You wanted to get out of your maths class as fast as you could, you didn't want to talk to Scott and Stiles but you weren't fast enough..

“Y/N!” You heard Scott calling you.

“Damn it..” You whispered.

“What the hell are you thinking?” Stiles asked as they walked next to you.

“Well, I wanted to go home.. school out you know..”

“You know what we mean, he’s the Kanima.” Stiles argued.

“He is not.” You said annoyed. “Just because Derek said it, it doesn’t have to be true.”

“And if Derek is right?” Scott asked with a worried view and stand in front of you.

You didn't know what you should answer, you couldn't say that you wanted to move on because of Stiles.

“If he’s not, he’s still an Idiot. Jackson is not good enough for you, Y/N.” Stiles argued as you were on the parking place.

You had too laugh even if you didn’t want to, “Tell me Stiles, who is good enough for me, you?”

“Y/N, I-I” Stiles tried to say something.

Jackson came over to you and wanted to pick you up for your date, “Ready?” he asked and smiled at you. You nodded and got into Jackson’s car.

“Stiles, I think it’s a little to late.” You said with a soft voice and Jackson started the car and drove.


Somewhere in the woods:

Jackson knew that you loved it to feel the wind in your hair, he drove the car but that didn’t stopped him to glance at you. Jackson stopped in the near of the woods, you got out of the car and smiled, you loved the park and wondered that Jackson hadn't forgot what you told him about you.

“I thought we could just get to know each other first.” He smiled at you.

“I’d like that.” 

Jackson and you were holding hands all the way until you came to a beautiful place with a small river and beautiful flowers around it. You had the feeling to know this place, maybe you were here with Scott and Stiles once but you weren’t sure. Anyways Jackson and you talked and laughed a lot, he was very cute not like the idiot, everyone describes him. It became dark and you both looked to the moon, your parents weren’t at home and so it wasn’t a problem that you were out at this time. You told Jackson that you were staying at Scott’s, so that you didn’t have to be alone while your parents were in the Holidays and that you two and Stiles would always watch movies at this time except if Derek wouldn’t disturb.

“What do you know about Derek?” Jackson groaned.

“Jackson are you okay?” You asked him, he looked tensed and focused on the moon.

“I WANT TO KNOW WHERE HE IS!” He yelled at you and you shrugged and stood up as you saw his eyes changing.

“They were right, of course..” You rolled your eyes and took slowly a few steps back.

“Y/N, where can I find Derek? He has to fix me.” Jackson stood up and walked over to you. “ He changed Isaac, Erica and Boyd into werewolfs and it didn’t work by me, I WANT THE BITE!”


You knew where Derek was, you and Derek were something like friends. You didn't want to tell Jackson where he could find him or Isaac, Erica and Boyd so you made one of the stupid decisions you could make, you ran.
As you ran and ran as fast as you possibly could, you remembered this part of the woods where you were, you were near Dereks old house. You tried not to look behind you. You didn't wanted to know if Jackson or Kanima-Jackson would follow you. You thought about Stiles and how stupid you were to say the things you said. You got distracted and fell to the ground.

“You got to be kidding me, this is not a stupid horror movie!” You said pissed and stood up.

In the moment were you stood up, you heard something behind you.. it was like a zshhhh from a snake. You ran again until you were at Derek’s old house, you ran into it and tried to hide in the living room. 

“Please.. come on.” You whispered as you tried to call Stiles but you had no service.

You heard someone coming trough the door and tried to breath soundless, to make not a move but the Kanima already found you and held your arm tight with his tail.

“JACKSON! Let me go, your breaking my arm!” You said with tears as he dragged you outside. “I know you don’t want to hurt me..Please let me gooooo!” Jackson threw you against a tree.

You saw the Kanima walking slowly over to you, he could possibly spell the blood on your head or maybe he wanted to end this.. to end you.


“Let her go!” Scott shouted next to Derek and Stiles.

“Y/N!” Stiles ran over to you as he saw you laying down on the ground, he didn't care about the Kanima he just wanted to go to you and take care of you.

Jackson wanted to attack Stiles and you but Derek ran over to you and groaned like a real Alpha. Jackson tried to attack Derek but then he smelled a few other werewolfs behind him.

“Go or I’ll rip you throat out.” Erica threatened the Kanima. “And I don’t care if you are human or a snake.”

“Their is no difference.” Isaac laughed next to her and Boyd nodded.

Jackson wanted to try to attack them as he turned but Derek scratch him at his tail and threw him a few meters. 

“I’ll not say it twice.” Derek groaned again but this time louder.

The Kanima ran away and every wolf around you turned back into human.

“Y/N, hey can you hear me?” Stiles said soft as he held you in his arms. “Guys she is bleeding!”

“We’ll bring her into the hospital.” Scott said soft.

Derek nodded to Stiles as he saw how worried he was about you. Scott helped Stiles to stood up so that Derek could lift you up and could carry you into Stiles’s Jeep.


In the Hospital:

“I’ll see you later.” Melissa said.

Stiles touched gently your hand and kissed it, “Y/N, you’ve to wake up.” he said worried.

“Hey, how is she?” Jackson asked as he walked through your hospital door.

“How she- How she is?” Stiles stopped looking at you as he recognized Jackson’s voice and turned his head to him. “How do you think she is?” He questioned him angry and with a tear in his eye. “Get the hell out of here or I swear I’ll make you.”

“Hey man listen, I didn’t wanted to hurt her and I don’t know what actually happened.. Allison just told me that she lay here after our date and the last thing I remember is that we talked about Derek.” Jackson replied soft.

Stiles stood up and turned to Jackson, “I said get the hell out of here!” he nearly shouted and wanted to let your hand go but you held him tight, well so tight as you could. “Y/N? Y/N! Oh thank god.”

“Let him..” You said weakly.

“But he-”

“He’ll go now.” You tried to calm Stiles down and Jackson nodded and walked out.

“I thought you wouldn’t wake up.” Stiles said and the tear rolled down his face as he kissed your forehead. “I thought that-”

“Pshht, I’m fine.” You said with a soft smile. “How did you know where I was?”

“Remember your favorite pillow of mine? The gray one who is too big for you?” He asked you with a smile and you nodded. “You were it every evening when we watching movies.. I- I mean we were worried about you and so we went to Derek and he found you.”

“I’m sorry for what I said, I wanted to move on but not like this.” You answered still weak.

“Why would you need to move on?”

“Because after 7 years loving you and nothing happened, I thought it would be on time.. I mean I love you since the first grade and I make it so obvious but nothing. You could have say that you didn’t love me. It would’ve been much easier.” You laughed but it hurts.

“I couldn’t tell you that.. We three swear we would never lie to each other.” Stiles said soft and looked to the ground.

“What- what is that supposed to mean?”

“Y/N.. I- I do love you. Hell I’m crazy for you since you moved here. I didn’t want to ruin the friendship and I didn’t know that you felt the same.. or I didn’t wanted to see it.”

You had to laugh as he said that, you wear weak but that couldn't stop you from lifting your arm up and wrapping it around Stiles had so that you could pull him closer to you and kiss him. Stiles leaned over to you and kissed you soft, he didn't wanted to hurt you. The kiss was beautiful and after 7 years it was time for that.

“Well, well.. Look at that.” Allison said to Scott with a smile as they came into your hospital room, they wanted to look after you and bring you some flowers. Stiles and you stopped kissing and had to smile.

“Not too late at all or Y/N?” Scott laughed and all of you had too.



*You told him the problem you were facing and he tried his best to comfort you but he felt that he should do something more to brighten up your day. He was scheduled to feature as a radio host that night and made sure to mention you*

K: “remember to all of you out there who are facing hardships, everything gets better within time. You just need to be strong because you have people around you to support you like me”

Originally posted by kaibility


*Sehun spent time thinking about how he could help you out and make you feel better. You called him to rant about your home situation which led him to talk to the other boys about allowing you to stay with them for a while (omg) until you could sort everything out. He turned up at your house later on in the day*

S: “Y/N get your things, you are coming to stay with me and the guys for a while”

Originally posted by selubaekai


*He had to go away for work leaving you to skype him telling when things were going wrong. He assured you that as soon as he got back he would do everything he could to help your situation. In the meantime he offered a ear and tried his best to give you advice on what you should do*

S: “We are gonna make everything right when I get back y/n”

Originally posted by kimchifever


*To put it plainly your parents were horrible. Chan knew that, he had met them of several unfortunate occasions. He also knew that you couldn’t wait to get out of that house, and you would come to his a lot to escape and have some fun with someone who made you smile. He caught your phone ringing from the side of the table and accepted the video chat. Straight away you mothers voice started yelling through the phone asking where you were.*

C: “She is with me, and she is going to stay here from now on to get away from the likes of you”

*You tried to get the phone from him bc you knew it would make your mother even more mad but he just offered you a place to stay so who cares*

Y/N: “Do you mean that?”

CY: “Obviously y/n, I can’t have you staying there anymore and this house needs someone as cool as you so you’re more than welcome”

Originally posted by smolchen


*This guy just wanted to become your distraction from everything going on at home. He would take you out to do fun things a lot, make you smile uncontrollably, but lend a ear if you needed to talk about anything too. He would constantly tell you that if you needed anything all you ever had to was ask and it would happen*

Originally posted by wooyoung


*He had come to your house to meet up with you, and as he got to the front of your house you stormed out crying with your parents shouting behind you. He quickly took your hand and lead you away from your house and hugged you until you stopped the tears. He spent the time listening to your rants and bitching about your parents with you making the both of you laugh. 

Originally posted by dyoru


*You couldn't be around Chen and not feel better he just had that effect on you. He was so understanding and so fun to with it made you forget about your home struggles. He offered to help you out as well if you found that you couldn't stay living where you were*

C: “I’ll pay for you to stay somewhere else or you can stay with us y/n. I mean I would prefer if you stayed with me but thats just a suggestion”

Originally posted by sebyunie


*Tao took you away to get away from your parents for a while. You liked the beach so thats exactly where he took you. You stayed there fora  few days in order to get your head clear before going back to try and resolve all the issues going on*

Y/N: “Where are we going”

T: “To a place with sand, sea and more importantly no parents”

look at him in that shirt and those trousers im suffering 

Originally posted by woe-is-tuli


*After hearing your troubles he wanted to cheer you up, so he did the thing he knows best and wrote you a song. He conveyed through the lyrics and melody how best to overcome your troubles and that you never had to feel alone bc he is always here for you any time. He deemed the song so good he put in on his upcoming album and before he performed it he introduced the song as a gift for someone special to him*

L: “I wrote this song for someone close to know who you are. This song is also for anyone who is struggling at home, things always get better”

Originally posted by laygion


*You hadn't spoken to Kris for over two weeks, which he didn't get because he had been calling and messaging you constantly. He thought you were mad at him for some reason and so went round to your house. When you came out you tried to make excuses to go back in but he wouldn't have it and persisted for you to tell him what was wrong*

Y/N: “I’m sorry I just haven't felt like seeing anybody at the moment, I don’t really wanna bring my mood on others”

K: Y/N, you haven't spoken to me for weeks and if i am not mistaken we are meant to be as close as close can be. If you dont talk to me then it means you are trying to keep your distance, and distance eventually means no longer talking. I can’t have that, you can confide in me anytime you know that. I’ll help you through everything”

Originally posted by yourtypicalasianfangirl


*Every time you were upset you would skype him if he was away and then instantly feel better. Luhan hated seeing you upset so making you smile was a must for him, he offered to take you away with him when he went away for work so you didn’t have to be at your house all the time*

L: “You should come with me from now on, you will have much more fun with me, plus I miss you when I’m gone”

Originally posted by harlysquad


*Minseok would take you out for ice cream a lot and listen to whatever you had to tell him. After hearing your problem and thinking over an ice cream cone he would always come up with some words of wisdom and support which made you feel a lot better with the situation*

XM: “Everything can be solved after a bit of ice cream y/n”

Originally posted by secrethideoutme

I can't forget you
  • Aries: When I had no friends and you didn't either, we had lunch together every day, even though we usually had nothing to eat. You were the most eccentric and I was the most stylish. We were such a good team. You'd talk about all the things you hated, it was oddly charming. But you'd also talk about the books you loved or the new pet your family just took in. I miss our moments of silence and I hope you're doing well.
  • Taurus: Every night that we work together is a good one. You're usually singing or making up words that I giggle about. I wonder how someone can be as charismatic as you. You tell me about all the little things going on in your life, like the story you heard on the radio, and how you're now two months sober, or the new boy you like & the way his teeth look when he smiles. I like listening to you. Never believe that I don't.
  • Gemini: We sat in our aunt's living room at 2AM in the dark while you tried to find the Charlie Brown Christmas movie online because it's always been your favorite. And we just began talking about logic vs reality, and our paranormal experiences. Of course you had to contradict anything I said. There's never a dull conversation with you. And there never will be.
  • Cancer: We've had so many moments together. I remember all the times you came up to me with tears running down your cheeks while you silently reached out for me, because of the boys you still keep handwritten poems and notes about. I've watched you change and evolve, and at this point I think you're wiser than me. You always said you'd give up, but you still haven't.
  • Leo: Your house was the best place. We'd tell one another scary stories and dare each other to do things only 9 year olds would call wild. We tried to sleep on the trampoline but falling asleep was never an option around you, and we'd always ended up in your sister's room. I believed everything you told me, I bet people still do. You live somewhere in Texas now, but your imprint is still here.
  • Virgo: I always saw right through your made up stories, I didn't have to tell you, because you knew I did. We'd lie on my bed and find stupid videos to laugh about, I swear we never stopped talking about some of them. And when I told you I loved him, you didn't believe me. When you told me you loved me, I said "I'm sorry." We haven't talked much since, but I still have your bracelet.
  • Libra: My mom always said I reminded her of you. You and I would share silent looks of understanding when we were sober and take lots of drunk pictures when we weren't. And believe me, I knew you were hurting when you stayed in your room the whole day. But when you speak, I think the whole world would want to hear you, because I know you have so much to tell.
  • Scorpio: I remember you falling asleep on the hard wood floor and saying you didn't like pillows, and wherever we were you were usually dancing or telling us your observations of other people. You had to figure things out on your own, but you never failed to ask. I most of all just miss your presence. I wonder if you still like sleeping without a pillow.
  • Sagittarius: Your laugh was distinct and you were always laughing even when you were grumpy and pulling that classic pouty face. We sat by the campfire, unimpressed because our kit-kats didn't snap. And when we were 15, you sang along with me because we were the only ones who knew that one song. You were one of the only classmates I felt complacent with.
  • Capricorn: All the road trips were the best, I love you most when we're in the car. It's been that way since we were kids. It usually consisted of obscure thoughts that turned into inside jokes we couldn't stop laughing about. Or the time you drove me home and we talked about our first real loves, and how we'll never quite get over them. And in that moment, I knew we could read each others minds.
  • Aquarius: You called me one afternoon, I could barely make out what you were saying under all the sobbing. I sat in my empty bathtub as you talked to me about your dad, and you just kept talking even though half of it sounded like gibberish, I just kept listening. That could've gone on for days and I would've stayed right there on the cold porcelain. I don't think I could ever let myself let you down.
  • Pisces: The August night we swam for hours and talked about God knows what, that was one of the best moments of my life. Then we sat on the hotel floor in our bathing suits and laughed way too hard and way too loud because everything we did was so funny, but to only us. I think by the end of that trip I knew you were one of my favorite people, and that would never change. I will always protect you, I will always be there to laugh with over absolutely nothing.

his body worked like a finely tuned machine when he was out on stage. he was a power house, his legs moving him effortlessly as he navigated around while the passion and energy radiated from his body. you could tell he lost himself out there, the music flowing throughout him like the blood pumping through his veins. you felt silly for thinking it, but, sometimes you wondered if he could ever love something as much as he loved playing shows. subconsciously, your hands drifted down to rest over your stomach as you hoped that he could. before you got lost in thought any further, your attention was stolen by your sweaty boyfriend as he ran off stage heading towards you. knowing he only had a few minutes before he went back out to play their encore, you decided it was finally time to come clean. “hey wifey,” he said greeting you, arms already reaching out to pull you against his sweaty body, holding you tight. instinctively you nuzzled yourself against him with your ear pressed right over his heart. you could feel it racing underneath his ribs as the adrenaline rushed through him, but you were almost sure your heart was beating faster. taking a deep breath and saying a quick prayer, it was time to tell calum your news. “you know,” you began, fingers threading through his sweaty hair and pushing it back from his forehead, “i love being called your wife, but i was thinking maybe you could call me something else now.” “oh yeah?” he asked, eyebrows narrowing as the corner of his mouth tugged up in a sly smirk. “easy there, tiger,” you scolded, knowing exactly where his mind was headed, “i was thinking instead of calling me your wife.. you could call me your baby mama.” calum’s quick intake of breath was almost inaudible, but your senses were on overdrive- due to your anxiety- and you picked up on his every movement. if his heart wasn’t racing before, it certainly was now as he looked you over searching for any sign that you were joking- relieved when he found none. “you’re..? we’re? are we-” “i’m having your baby, calum hood,” you confirmed, tears pooling in the corner of your eyes as you laughed nervously. “you’re having our baby?” the disbelief was still evident in his tone. like this was too good to be true and he was scared to want it, fearful he would just start to enjoy it before someone ripped it all away from him and told him this was just a cruel joke. “that’s what i said, wasn’t it? ya big dork!” and that was all it took to break down any remaining preservations calum had left. “we’re having a baby!” he cheered, hands gripping your hips lifting you up into the air, a quick kiss being placed to your tummy before he set you back down again. against your own will, the accumulated tears you had previously been able to keep back, slipped down your cheeks as your body filled with relief knowing calum wanted this baby as much as you did. the rest of the boys must have overheard calum’s shouting because soon the entire backstage was flooded with hooting and hollering as everyone celebrated the news. just as soon as calum put you back down, you were scooped up again as michael, luke, and ashton took their turns hugging you, expressing their excitement as they told you to take care of their baby niece/nephew. “alright boys, you have a show to finish!” their manager reminded, ushering them back towards the stage but only after he congratulated you himself. calum’s energy was only intensified as he practically skipped over to his microphone, his reintroduction ringing through the speakers and out over the crowd, “who’s your daddy?!” piercing screams filled the air once again while you rolled your eyes at your husbands ridiculous antics. calum motioned for you to come join him, and, once you made it to him, he slipped his mic from the stand, immediately kneeling down in front of you. his touch felt so loving and delicate as he moved your shirt up, palm gently rubbing over your tummy. “i’m your daddy,” he all but whispered, though it was clear enough to be heard by the fans as a whole new round of cheers reverberated from the crowd. one last, gentle kiss was placed upon your tummy before calum stood again pulling you into a big bear hug before letting you head back to the side of the stage. “alright, that was my beautiful baby mama, we are 5 seconds of summer.. lets finish this!”

Reunited (Peter Parker x Reader)

Requested: ✔️

Anonymous requested:  I have a Peter Parker request! One where they were good friends in high school, and always kept in touch through Skype during college, until they reunite at their high school reunion and Peter confesses how long he’s been in love and never told her.


Characters/Pairings: Peter Parker (Spiderman) x Reader II Peter Parker, You

Warnings: Mild swearing

Italics= flashbacks/memories


Peter Parker. Someone you had thought of every day for the last year. The features of his face etched into your memory from all the time you had spent together.

“Peter! Wait up!” You yelled, running out the front gates of your school. The young boy just a few feet in front of you. “Peter, you ass! Give my phone back!” You stretch your arm out and grab at the back of his top. You both of fall onto the grass beneath you and burst into a fit of laughter.

You smile at the fond memory. Why did it all have to end? When did it all end? You stare at the piece of paper in your hands, quickly skimming over the fine print. You gathered words like, ‘high school reunion’ and ‘welcome’. Why would anyone want to go back to that hell hole. On the other hand, maybe Peter would be there.

You run into Peter’s arms and he lifts you up, enveloping you in a hug. “We did it, Y/N!” He says into your ear. “We graduated!” He sets you down on the ground, a huge grin still prominent on yours and his face. 

“Promise me this won’t be the end of our friendship?” He asks, suddenly becoming more solemn. “I can’t lose you.”

“I promise, Peter.”

The promise was kept for 2 years after that, but one fateful day, it was gone. Throughout college, you had kept in touch, but your schedules soon became full. The connection was lost, but definitely not forgotten. 

There was no doubt about it, you would go to that reunion and the thing that helped you decide was the small bit of hope that the first, and only, person you had ever loved, would be there.

You had spent the last hour debating whether or not to show up and as soon and you walked through the doors, you regretted your decision. You didn’t immediately recognize anyone, not that you would have wanted to talk to the people that had filled those high school years with dread. You sit down on one of the sofas in the corner of the room, hoping to stay out of the masses of people.

You scan the room, vaguely remembering a few people. One in particular had caught your eye. A tall man, who had obviously just walked through the door. You would recognize him anywhere. Peter. 

Before you get yourself together, he makes his way towards you, his brows knitted together.

“Y/N?” He asks, cautiously. You stand up slowly.

“Peter,” You breathe out. Peter rushes forward and hugs you, almost making you fall back onto the couch.

“I didn’t think I’d see you again!” He exclaims, stepping back from you. 

“Me neither,” You say, smiling, the smallest of tears forming in your eyes. You give him one last hug, a wave of relief washing over you.

“Do you want to get out of here?” Peter asks. “I really don’t want to be in a room with all the people that beat me up during high school.” You laugh as he grabs your hand and pulls you out of the building.

The two of you spent your time getting ice-cream from the same shop you went to as kids and then walked through the park you used to play in. You loved the nostalgic feeling you got from everything you did with Peter.

You made your way over to a bench in the middle of the park and sat, Peter following closely behind.

“I’m glad I got to see you again,” Peter says, looking into your eyes. “I’ve been to tell you something.” You look up at him, confused. Peter takes a deep breath before beginning to speak.

“Ever since I saw you, I knew, that one day, I wanted to be something more than just your friend. I had to sit there and watch you go through every heartbreak and you did the same. I love you, Y/N. I always have and I always will.” He finishes with another deep breath.

“Peter-” You start.

“I get it if you don’t feel the same way but I had to tell you-” You cut him off by pressing your lips to his. He is stunned for a start but melts into the kiss. The one thing both of you had been waiting for for so many years. 

“I love you, too,” You say. Peter kisses you again.

“I’m not going to lose you. Not this time.”