spring break you were so good to me

over again - zach dempsey

requested: nope, but feel free to request

pairings: zach dempsey x reader 

word count: 1.056

a/n: would ya’ll wanna see a part 2 of this? gif is from http://knightlley.tumblr.com 

It was the end of class so you were sitting in the Library with Alex on the opposite side of the table. You were you busy finishing off some a practice worksheet he handed to you because he was kind enough to tutor you in Maths since you weren’t great at it.

“Hey (y/n), can i ask you a question?” he whispered while tapping your arm. “Uhh, I guess” you said while still answering your worksheet. Alex was hesitant to ask but asked anyways.

“Are you dating or did you date Zach?” Alex asked, you stopped writing for a bit at the though of Zach but continued. “What? Why would I date Zach? he’s way up there” you said as you drew a bar graph and a really tall bar with ‘zach’ labelled on it “and I’m way down here” you drew a little bar with your name labelled on it and frowned a little.

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Aoi: spring is coming soon.
the buds are already swelling. (image) 
Aoi: today’s RAJIGAZE was so much fun. but it seems, I get bor…I mean, tired after chatting for an hour (lol) recording 2 shows (at once) is no good. you know, in terms of freshness!
Aoi: which reminds me, I couldn’t go cause of work but how was Mizuki and Mao-Kun’s* first anniversary? I sent them flowers as big as their hopes and their passion, big enough to break through the ceiling. I wonder, if they were in the way of the fans, blocking the entrance? though I don’t think there’s anyone who speaks with such a thick Kansai dialect, what do you think?
Aoi: come to think of it, chiyu’s* time to fight is also soon, isn’t it? I think, dandelions should be fine for him.
Aoi: dandelions bloom powerfully. they have wings of freedom. it’s a difficult thing to believe in your potential and challenge yourself. 

we believed in our potential. they will also believe in theirs and their possibilities and push forward.
that’s why dandelions are just perfect.

*Sadie’s Mizuki and Mao formed a new unit called THE THIRTEEN, while SuG’s Chiyu has a new unit called GREMLINS. 

You are mine *smut*- John Shelby

Request// can I please have a John imagine, where you get jealous over something he says about another girl so you give him the silent treatment n he becomes really clingy and is begging you to talk to him. Thank you x

Request// Can you please do a John Shelby smut, where he is the dominant one? Where the reader teases him and he gets heavily frustrated. Thanks!!

*I love all the PB Boys but John is one of my favorites with his boyish charm❤️. Shoutout to @bonniebirdsgifcentre for the gif. Expect to see more of me on here, because it’s my Spring Break! Summer is not far away either so I will also be dedicating more time to writing after I finish exams. xoxox*


The weeks leading up to Tommy and Grace’s wedding had you questioning your own relationship with John. You admired his good looks and charm since you had been a young girl, but his comeliness was a double edged sword.The difficulty of beauty was when one knew they were beautiful.

It had happened multiple times, John flirting with other women of questionable decency, but the straw had finally broken the camel’s back right before the Shelby Wedding. You had decided to help Harry at the Garrison by picking up a couple shifts without telling John since you would most likely find him there anyways.

“How’s Y/N doing anyways,” you heard Arthur ask from inside the side room. You didn’t want to be sneaky and listen in on their conversation but it was hard to ignore as you swept and wiped down the counter.

“Fuckin’grouchy as  ever. Yelling in my ear from the time I get home to the time I leave again.” You had to hold back your disapproving grunt as you brows scrunched together. Of course John wouldn’t dar say any of that to your face, but he was all talk when he was ‘with the boys.’

“Thought you two been having problems, always arguing when you’re out together. All you need is a good fuck.”

“That’s the only thing I’ve not been getting from her. Maybe I’ll have to ask that new barmaid for some assistance,” he boasted. Your hands curled into fists and your body began to burn with anger. You knew the exact barmaid he was talking about and could grasp that she would be all too happy to ‘help’ John. You heard their chairs scrape the wood floors, knowing they’d be out there any moment.

“The blonde one?”

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Requested: Would you do a fic where the Reader and Scott have grown up together and she meets Derek when he is trying to recruit him for his pack. And the reader confronts Derek telling him to leave Scott alone and Derek is impressed and they eventually fall in love. I’m so glad you’re back!!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Warning:None!                                                                                                                                                                                                                               Note:I know this supposed to be posted yesterday so I’m reallyyy sorry..Let me know if you like it.:)                                                                                                                                                                                                  ‘So Scott,who’s the Alpha again?’ I got back home from college for spring break  few days ago and I couldn’t not notice the weird things that were happening around here..Especially with Scott he was acting strange and I knew that because we grow up together even if I was three years older from him so here we are in his house and him explaining me everything ..I wasn’t scared to be honest I was just confused..’It’s Derek but we’re not in good terms right now.’ I sat down on the couch because my legs started hurting me for standing the whole time..’Why?I’m sorry Scott I know I ask a lot,but I just need to understand everything.’ He smiled softly ‘It’s okay Y/N..We aren’t in good terms because I didn’t want to be a werewolf at first place,but then when he become an alpha he started looking for revenge and started creating a pack..I mean he didn’t turn anyone without their permission,but still I didn’t like it and he still want me to be in and I don’t.’ I took a deep breath ‘So what that makes you then?’  He let out a sigh ‘I guess I’m omega..Omega is..’ I smiled ‘Yeah I know what omega is Scott I’m not that dumb.’ He smiled and I smiled back ‘But hey don’t worry you’re not alone.’ He hugged me ‘Yeah I know I have you guys..’I smiled and nodded..Honestly I loved Scott but just like a brother nothing more,I never had a feelings for him..’So Y/N after school we go ice skating,would you come with us.’I get up from the couch ‘Yes sure,text me time and place..’He nodded and then we said our goodbyes.                                      By now we were all having fun Allison was teaching Scott how to skate while me ,Stiles and Lydia were sitting on the benches just talking about everything..The time come and Stiles,Lydia and Allison already went while I stayed to help Scott to pack things..Then suddenly three people appeared across the ice skating rink with claws,fangs and yellow eyes I turned toward Scott..’I guess they aren’t here to have fun.’ Scott looked back at them ‘Stay behind me Y/N’ Then he started walking toward them and I followed him.’Isaac I don’t want to fight.’ Then the blond girl smiled ‘Then accept to be part of Dereks pack.’ He turned to look at me concerned but I nodded my head that I was okay..’And why didn’t he came to ask me himself is he such a coward?!’      ‘Well that’s offensive Scott.’ Then I saw tall dark guy walking on the rink and he was so hot..Oh no,I’m not doing this right now what the hell Y/N..Focuse.He’s a bad guy here.’Seriously Derek you just don’t know when to give up.’ He just smiled at Scott and in the next minute I knew they were throwing him all across the place and I knew I couldn’t do anything..Just about when  Isaac was about to hit him I closed my eyes and screamed ‘Stop that was enough.’ I opened my eyes and they all were looking at me surpriesed Derek came closer to me ‘And you are?” I run to Scott and pushed Isaac aside helping him up ‘I’m his sister.’ He looked at me confused then back at Scott ‘You didn’t tell me that you have a sister.’Scott was about to answer but I stopped him ‘And why do you care huh?!He’s not your property so that you can use him whenever you need him,it’s his will if he want to be in your pack or not..You don’t have to kill him for that.”By now he looked even more surpriesed and I started walking Scott was holding on my shoulder..When I came closer to Derek ‘Will you move?’ He smirked a little and moved aside and I walked by ‘I didn’t get your name.’ I turned around ‘I’m sorry but I think it’s better to keep your attention on your lapdogs.’ And then I turned around  walking away I heard a girl growling but I didn’t care.                                                                    I helped Scott to come into bed and he immediately fall asleep,afterall he was just 17 year old boy this must be exhausting for him.I closed the door from his house and started walking toward mine.Then I saw Derek standing outside of my front door I let out a sigh ‘So you’re not his sister exactly.’I ignored him and went to unlock my door but he stopped me ‘Okay what do you want from me?!I’m not convicing Scott to join  your pack.’ I moved from him ‘I don’t want you to convince him,you were right earlier back there.’ I looked at him confused ‘Then why are you here?’ he came closer but I took a step back.’I wanted to ask you out,like a date?!’I looked at him and then burst into a laugh ‘Yeah right,so I can fall in love and later you use me to get to Scott.’He pinned me against the wall blocking me completely ‘Why,are you scared?’ I pushed him away ‘Pff what,no of course not.’ He raised his eyebrows at me ‘Fine the date it is.’ He smiled and turned around to walk away ‘Be ready tomorrow at 7.’  Some time passed and the things in Beacon Hills weren’t that good with this Kanima thing,by now Scott was working with Derek and his pack actually we all were helping and somehow it was easier for me not to hide my relationship with Derek.Everything was fine until this thing didn’t got to me and so here I’m waiting to be rescued..Just in that moment the door fell down and I saw Derek with his eyes glowing red and I felt relieved.He untied me and got me in his arms ‘You know that I can walk right?’ He didn’t said anything he just keep walking so I put a hand on his cheek ‘Hey Derek look at me I’m fine look.’ he closed his eyes and leaned into my touch ‘Thank God Y/N I was so scared.’ I smiled softly ‘But I’m here now see.’I waved my hand in front of his face and he smiled ‘Yeah I see.’ And then kissed me..Who would thought that the bad guy can actually can be good huuuh?!  

Grayson Dolan - Something else

Request:  Hiiii can you make a Dolan twins imagine where y/n is cousins with Cameron and y/n comes to visit and Grayson ends up getting a crush on y/n and while doing a vine he kisses y/n or something like that😘thanks ily💖💖


“There is my favorite cousin!” Cam shouted spreading the door open for me.

“What are you talking about? I’m your only cousin,” I told him handing him my super heavy bag and walking inside.

“This was the part where you had to laugh, but good to see you too, Y/N,” he smiled ushering me inside. “The twins are already…” he started, but then two boys who he was talking about ran into the living room, fighting each other for God knows why and they were violently shouting at each other. “So I was about to say that they are here, but you already noticed it,” he laughed. “Guys, let me introduce you my cousin!”

The twins stopped their fight and stepped to us. At first they looked exactly the same, but I knew them well enough to tell them apart. Since Cam was good friends with them I started to stalk them online and I saw all their videos already, I just hadn’t met them yet.

“So she is Y/N, my cousin I told so much about, and this is Ethan and Grayson.”

“It’s nice to meet you,” Ethan said giving me a hug, and then Grayson did the same.

“We heard a lot about you,” he said letting go of me.

“I hope all he said was the good things,” I laughed glancing over at Cam.

“Sure, sure. Now let me show you your room.”

I was spending my spring break at Cam’s place and I had been waiting for this week the whole month. I loved hanging out with him, we always had a great relationship even though we were almost six years apart. When he told me the twins would be there too I got super excited to finally meet them, especially Grayson because I may had had a crush on him.

Packing all my stuff out only took just a couple of minutes, but by the time I got out of the room the boys were already fighting again, this time Cam was taking part in it too.

“What the hell?” I asked laughing and sitting down to the couch so I could watch the show. “Are you guys always fighting?” I asked arching an eyebrow at them.

“Usually,” Cam groaned freeing himself from under Ethan. “You hungry?”

“A little bit. What do you have?”

“Um, nothing? We have to order if you want to eat,” he said like it was that obvious.

“What? Are you living on take-outs? Because that’s not working for me. I’ll go shopping and cook something,” I announced standing up from the couch.

“You can cook?” they all asked unanimously looking at me like I was just offering to give them a thousand dollars.

“Duh, of course I can. Give me money, I have to go grocery shopping.” Cam gave me a few and I was about to leave, when Grayson caught up with me.

“I’m coming with you. Someone have to carry the heavy bags,” he said winking at me and I was just hoping that he didn’t notice how nervous I got.

“Thank you,” I said clearing my throat.

On the way to Wal-Mart and while we were getting the things he wouldn’t stop asking me questions like where I live, what I like to do and stuff like this. I would have done the same, but I already knew the answers for these questions.

“Do you often visit Cam?” he asked on our way back to the apartment.

“Um, no, just maybe in breaks, but usually he is the one who visits me and my family.”

“I’m glad you are here this time,” he said with a cute smile.

“Yeah, me too,” I admitted nervous tugging my hair behind my ears. When we got home Cam and Ethan were playing something on the TV, I think they didn’t even noticed that we were back. “You can join them, I’ll take care of the food,” I told Grayson unpacking the bags.

“No, I want to help. I can’t cook, but I want to help.” I was surprised that he chose helping me over the guys, but I liked the idea of us having some intimate moments in the kitchen.

I was planning on making some pasta, nothing complicated, because it was the fastest I knew. Grayson’s task was to watch the water and then put the noodles into it in the right time.

“You know this kitchen looks ten times better with you in it,” he said while I was making the sauce. I laughed shaking my head.

“This was the weirdest compliment I ever got, but I kinda liked it.”

“Should I say it in another way?” he asked raising his eyebrows with a wide smile.

“You can try,” I shrugged.

“At first I wanted to say that you are the most beautiful girl that ever stood in this kitchen. I this better?”

“I don’t know, I like both of them,” I laughed.

“You should do a cooking show,” he suggested.

“I actually does it when I’m alone, I usually commenting what I’m doing, it’s ridiculous.”

“Do it now, I’ll record it,” he told me taking his phone out. He started to film as I was making the sauce, I was just saying what products I’m putting into it and then mixed it all.

“And this is the result,” I proudly showed the sauce and he turned the phone to the bowl. We were standing really close to each other at that moment, just the bowl was between us. He lifted the phone up and looked right at me, then all of a sudden his lips were on mine, kissing me firmly. I was shocked at first, didn’t even know what to do, and since I was just standing there like a statue he pulled away.

“Oh my God, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…” he started but I tossed the bowl to the counter and kissed him hard making him shut up. I put my arms around his neck and he hugged my waist tightly as we were making out effortlessly. We could have just done it for hours, but then the water boiled and the sound of it interrupted us.

“Sorry, I forgot about the noodles,” he said a bit out of his mind. He poured the noodles into the water and looked at me with a playful smile on his face. “You gave me one task but I almost fucked it up,” he laughed.

“No problem, you are good in something else,” I said biting my bottom lip and kissing him once more.


My (awkward) entry for the Quote Challenge that I legitimately forgot about until just now. It’s Spring Break for me right now, so I figured now or never!

Spencer Reid x SingleDad!Reader (just in case anyone gets confused).

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Therapy: April 6 2017

Okay y'all let me tell you about this therapy session I had on Thursday. So first I told her all the crazy shit that went down while I was home over spring break. We had a really good conversation about the purposes emotions serve. How I’m not angry/sad/anxious because I’m a bad person who is over dramatic and irrational. I have those emotions because they’re trying to tell me something. Like we were talking about how the function of anxiety is to protect us from a perceived threat. So what do I see as a threat? Is it fear of failure, rejection, being wrong? It was really helpful for me to think about it in that context. And then we got to the part that she told me that she’s worried about me and she thinks I should get checked out by a doctor 😶and then she asked me if I would ever consider going back to treatment. I literally told her that it’s not 100% off the table but it would take an act of god to get me to go back to that place. And then she told me that she’s going out of town next week so I have to wait 2 weeks before I see her again fml. She said I could email her though. My goal is to be able to email her in one week and say that I’m one week purge free and SH free!

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Originally posted by funnycas

So I haven’t died. I’m a wrecked shell of the human being I once was because I’m in the middle of experiencing the Mass Effect trilogy for the first time, but I’m still around!

Sort of. The thing is, I am incredibly busy with work, and while I’m back now for spring break, and I do intend to spend some time this week on tumblr(dot)com, there are going to be some changes in these here parts.

For those of you reading this on my Fenris blog, or my multimuse blog, you might want to skip down to number three.


My interactions across the board are not going to be what they were when I was at my old job, which is honestly a good thing for me. I’m not as miserable as I was (I’m actually happy, believe it or not), so I don’t need to escape as much. With that said, all of my blogs will be selective with interactions and replies. This doesn’t mean that I’ll never take on new threads, but it’s going to happen more rarely than it did before. Granted, I haven’t taken on new threads recently because I’ve been so busy, but there you go.


When I am working on my threads, there are days when I’m going to have muse coming out of my ears and I’ll just zip through every reply I have. These days are the exception, however, not the norm. In general, replies to ship partners will be at the top of my priority list, then replies to mutuals I’ve been writing with for a long time, simply because I have to ensure that I’m not just vomiting words into a post. I want my replies to be of the quality that you all deserve.


I will be moving Fenris over from awolfoflyrium over to my multimuse at itallcomesapart. Maintaining his blog when I have three others was just not something I could conceivably handle. He will still be shipping exclusively with @somniari-hawke, and his rules won’t be changing, but I’m going to start migrating him over there. Alistair will remain on his own blog for now.


I am much more in a science fiction mindset lately than a fantasy mindset, so I may toy with writing some science fiction. If I end up giving in and making a blog for my Shepard, it’ll be a sideblog or it’ll go on a multimuse. I’m leaning toward keeping my current multimuse exclusive to Dragon Age, because I know some people find it a little confusing to follow a multifandom multimuse. The other thing I might do is make a Mass Effect verse for my Dragon Age characters. (I know, I know, you all did this ten years ago, I’m old and behind the times.)


Very minor, and it was pretty much a given anyway, but I’m going to stick it here to make it all official-like. The only Inquisition-timeline ships Solona will have will be with @plusrivalry​’s Cullen and @ostwickjoker​. With the way that Solona’s developed, I really can’t see her beginning a relationship with anyone else in that timeline, and Roz and Ellen know Solona almost better than I do, sometimes. I still ship exclusively with character types, so @plusrivalry​ is the only Cullen/Zevran/Anders I’ll ship with, and @ostwickjoker​ is the only Inquisitor/Trevelyan I’ll ship with, regardless of timeline.

I love you guys very much, and I appreciate that some of you have stuck it out with me for this long. <3

anonymous asked:

I had a dream you and I were superheroes, I was just really strong but you had the ability to counter any other heroes powers, so captain america came to test you and you just said AMERICA WOULD BE NOTHING WITHOUT MEXICO FOR SPRING BREAK and gave cap a breakdown.

good i’m glad you dreamed about me and this is what i did

@jakemyboy said:

Oh yeah….I’m so sick of rain I could rip all my hair out! We’ve smashed a rainfall record in my city, more rain this season since like 1909 or something, it’s rained 49% of the time since October but forecast calls for two more days of spotty showers and then…..SUMMER! We’re just going right to the 70’s and 80’s, not messing around with Spring, lol

Ugh I’d be in the same boat of frustration if we were going through that! This is the first time it’s been a consistent rain (longer than a few hours) in a good while. Mainly we’ve been getting storms that the weather channel hypes up and freaks me out over. Good to know you guys will be getting a break soon! There’s only so much rain one can take haha

One day in early spring Aziraphale had so far relaxed
as to go for a walk with me in the Park, where
the first faint shoots of green were breaking out
upon the elms, and the sticky spear-heads of the
chestnuts were just beginning to burst into their
five-fold leaves. For two hours we rambled about
together, in silence for the most part, as befits
two men who know each other intimately.
—  Crowley
Makeup Lessons, Boys and Bonding - Weasley Twins Imagine (Requested)

Request:  Can I have an imagine where I’m dating a weasley twin and staying at the burrow for a while and herminoe and ginny start asking questions and needs makeup/boy advice and we bond?


“Wait so… do you put it on under your eyelid too? Like on the bottom one, or just on the top eyelid?” The youngest and only female child out of the Weasley family sat excitedly in the middle of a pile, surrounded by various types of make ups. Ginny’s red head swung back n forth every time she went to grab a different stick of eyeliner or a shade of eye shadow. Hermione Granger rested properly on her knees, scanning over all the various varieties of skin care, lip stick, cover up, blush and mascara in amazement. Rounding the corner, (y/n) re-entered the room arms full with bags and small handheld containers. Hermione stood up, curious to what lied inside.

“Yes you can but I strongly suggest not to. Too many people don’t get it close enough to their eye to where it just looks like a bunch of squiggly line. Not very appealing if you were to ask me…” Ginny nodded hanging onto every word (y/n) spoke. She was extremely exceled in the topic of beauty and could give some of the best advice when it came to that. School… not so much.

Fred and George, Ginny’s older twin brothers and (y/n)’s boyfriends, had brought (y/n) along with them for spring break hoping to spend a good amount of time with their girlfriend. Unfortunately for them, their little sister seemed to be hitting the age where her looks matter to her. So, she turned to (y/n) for help. Hermione was clueless to most any types of cosmetics and had asked for guidance from the older girl as well. (y/n) planning on hitting two birds down with one stone, assumed she’d be able to teach them both together.

The frizzy headed brunette took hold of what looked to be a torture tool, examining to in her hands trying to figure out the exact use for it. Maybe it was to scoop out eyes, or clip the off?

“(y/n), um what is the purpose for this?” Holding the metal item up by the ends that resembled those of a scissors, Hermione gave her friend a questioning look. (y/n) giggled snatching the helpful tool from her hands, walking over to the mirror with Hermione following close behind her.

“I’ll show you.” Ginny looked over, wanting to absorb as much information as possible. (y/n) open it swiftly, letting both sides clamp down on her long eyelashes. Hermione shuddered at the painful look then relaxed when (y/n) easily pulled it off. Taking a full look at her new eyelash, Hermione noticed a difference from the other untouched one, besides a light coat of mascara. It waved upwards nicely in a lovely fashion.

“See, it’s an eyelash curler.”  Handing it back to the stunned Hermione after finishing the other eye, (y/n) smiled kindly. Ginny called her over again needing assistance on her attempt at eyeliner. She had taken (y/n)’s advice on not doing her lower eyelid but shook slightly while trying to perfect the first one. (y/n) cleaned her eye up in no time, demonstrating on her eye with liquid making effortless, flawless dark black wings. (y/n) suggested on Ginny using solid pencil eyeliner, before tackling the opposing difficult liquid option.

“Wow your eyes look stunning!” Both girls stated. (y/n) thanked them very flattered. She loved teaching others due to the fact she wasn’t skilled in much and nobody really needed her for anything very important. But this time it was totally different.

A pair on knuckles banged loudly on the door and the three girls jumped in surprise. Ginny dropped the bottles of face and eye primer she had been interested in. Hermione stopped her sentence short, staring at the door oddly. (y/n) waked over to the door, ready to unlock it before two voices broke out.

“Can we please have our girlfriend back it’s been almost 4 hours-“

“Yeah you guys have had enough time with her. It’s our turn-“

(y/n) covered her mouth to keep herself from laughing too loud. Fred and George stood clearly annoyed on the other side of the door. They continued to knock carelessly obviously not leaving until they got an answer.

“Go away! We’re almost done so calm down!” Ginny shouted retrieving back to her previous actions. Hermione smiled reaching for (y/n)’s basket filled with multiple sets of colorful nail polish, finding her favorite shade of red and then began painting her medium length nails. Fred scoffed loudly refusing to leave.

“You said that an hour ago! Honestly this isn’t fair were the ones who brought her!” George yelled into the wood that acted as a barrier between the groups. Truthfully, the boys were right. They would stop by every 45 minutes or so and beg for (y/n) to ditch the girls. (y/n) felt bad for abandoning the boys but the girls really needed her and she couldn’t really leave them alone to guess on what look good and what wouldn’t. Ginny and Hermione needed someone to be completely honest with them, so next year when they would be all alone without (y/n), they’d at least have an idea of what they were doing and could talk to each other.  

“Can I let them in for a little while? I promise I won’t let them distract me, but I feel sort of bad.” (y/n) asked turning to her friends. Ginny and Hermione shared a look. They both nodded and (y/n) pivoted back to the door twisting the lock open and allowing room for the boys to stumble in. Fred instantly wrapped his long arms around (y/n)’s stomach.

“You kidnapped our girlfriend our (y/n)!” The twins shouted in sync placing sweet kisses to both sides of her cheeks, then on her forehead. George pouted due to lack of attention. (y/n) side hugged him unable to release herself from the anaconda like grip Fred held. Ginny scoffed annoyed with her brothers, retrieving back to the skin care products. The boys slid theirs hands into (y/n)’s dragging her to the door but she protested.

“What’re you guys doing?” Scrabbling away (y/n) folded her arms across her chest, planting her feet like stones in the ground. Bewildered eyes glanced at her in pure confusion.

“(y/n) we haven’t hung out with you at all!” George stated in agony. Hermione whispered lightly with Ginny over shades of lips gloss compared to shades of lipstick.

“I know but the girls really need my help! Say, how about you two can spend some time with us in here?” She suggested leading them over to Ginny’s bed, who strongly disagreed. Giving up, Ginny moved all her blankets off the bed giving room for her brothers to sit nicely.

“Thank you kind sister!” Fred joked earning a displeased eye roll from her. Hermione crossed the room taking the open spot on the floor next to (y/n), chatting softly with her.

“Wait… are you teaching them how to use makeup…?” George took in the scattered cosmetics, finally understanding what they had been up to all day. The girls nodded and (y/n) returned to the conversation with Hermione. Hermione had the “hots” for a certain boy and wanted to make him take notice in her, so she turned to (y/n).

“I mean… I’m just all- well y’know me and awkward.” She explained in a hushed voice, not feeling very comfortable with the twins hearing in. (y/n) nodded, comprehending what was racing around Hermione’s head.

“I get it, but in all honestly a guy shouldn’t start ‘noticing’ or fancying you just for the fact that you all of the sudden are wearing makeup. Though, I’d still love to help you.” Hermione’s shoulder slumped down, (y/n) was right. Fred and George spied in smiling to each other before intervening.

“Who’s the lucky fellow, Mione?” The teased her with no hurtful intentions. The bright Gryffindor’s cheeks grew the same color of her house at the boy’s words. There was no way she could tell them she sort of fancied their brother, they’d just blabber on over to Ron. Ginny became interested walking over to listen in fully. (y/n) narrowed her (e/c) eyes at her boyfriend’s silently advising them to shut their mouths.

“Is it… Harry? You two seem to be very close if y’know what we mean.” George winked, ignoring (y/n). He was having too much fun messing with the brilliant girl. Ginny’s face flushed at their assumption, drawing in the attention of Fred. A sly, wicked smirk played on his face.

“Don’t worry Ginny we have none new to tell about you massive crush on dear Harry!” Fred broke out into a hysteric fit of laughter. Ginny avoided his comment, sitting with her back leaning on her dresser drawer. The other two girls giggled along with Fred already hearing out Harry all day long on Ginny’s part.

“Would you leave ‘em alone!” (y/n) threw her empty case at the gingers. George laughed sliding from the bed to sit behind (y/n), wrapping his arms carefully around her waist as Fred jumped to sit on her free side. Hermione held out the bottle of thick volume mascara asking (y/n) if she could put it on.

“Of course!” George loosened his grasp giving her enough room to have access to her friends face. With 3 strokes of each closed eyelid, (y/n) was done in no time falling back into George’s open arms. Fred held her hand lovingly rubbing his thumb along her small knuckles.

“Thank you.” (y/n) nodded as if she were a bobble head and boneless. The night went on with tips on makeup, boys, fashion and much much more. Fred and George wanted so badly to leave and sneak (y/n) out, away from the girls but they knew she wouldn’t obey. So, they spent the night listening and learning things they usually wouldn’t care to hear but it was worth it to spend time with (y/n).

~ Daizy

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You Aren’t Here When I Need You, Dean Winchester.

A/N: IM TRYING TO GET BACK INTO THE SWING OF THINGS IM SO SORRY IM THE WORST PLEASE FORGIVE ME PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE. Here is Part 5 of my College!Au/Spring Break Series. Gifs are not mine! Found them on google, if you want credit - message me! 

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Word Count: 1249

Warnings: Angst and Swearing

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GIMME ANGSY DEX!!!!!! (pretty pretty please?)

Bad days happen. Dex is aware of that. He’d even say he’s made peace with the fact that not every day is going to be good, or even okay. Some days will feel heavy, and they will weigh him down, but they will not last.

Or, at least, they’re not supposed to last. Usually he has a bad day or two, at most a string of four or so days, and then he’s back to being okay. If he’s counting correctly, this is bad day number twelve. Nothing particularly bad has happened, as is common with most bad days. Even worse, these past few days should’ve been good. It’s the last week before spring break, most of his professors had cancelled class, and the season had just ended in a hard-fought third place finish in the Frozen Four. They didn’t win it all, but it was an amazing season and they had a lot to be proud of, or so Ransom and Holster said in their final captains speech before they handed the torch off to Bitty. It was a little emotional, but it was good emotional, or it should have been. Dex just couldn’t shake the press of his anxiety, couldn’t squirm out from under the weight settled on top of him, refusing to allow him to really enjoy anything these past two weeks.

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💫 (studyblr account is @snakeystudy) hello and congratulations on 1k!! so spring break has just started for me and i want to relax but at the same time i'm aware of the mountain of testing right after it so this break isn't very stress-relieving :// i know spring break starts at different times for everyone, have you had yours yet?

Oh no ): I hate that feeling! Relax a little bit first and then start studying towards the end of the break!! We already had our spring breaks, they were at different times for the both of us too T_T 

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a/n: in which reader is stressed and jb helps them unwind. basically a college/artist jb au/scenario. gender neutral. (01-22-17: wow this is kinda very embarrassing but i think my writing has definitely improved since this lol)

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 That was the time displayed on your phone as you rushed through the rain. You’d expected that college would be a bit tougher but not in the sense of stress. You had exams in Biology and Physics along with two essays to write by the next week. Study. That was your first instinct. Even if it meant leaving the warm confines of your apartment to head to the library at 9 P.M. but sadly all you did was stress more, only getting in a few hours of studying and two pages written.

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Hey Taylor! My name is Amanda and you commented on one of my Instagram posts back in July and I woke up crying because you actually noticed me. (My Instagram is @chicagoswift13! Do you remember me?) I can’t begin to thank you for everything you’ve done for me. After my grandpa died in 2010, I really started to listen to your music. You have helped me through everything!! My mom has had ups and downs in her life, but the night before Thanksgiving was the worst I’ve ever seen her. She means so much to me and to see her the way she was, it was just crazy. I’m so glad she’s here because I don’t know what i would do. She is so amazing and inspires me to be who I want to be. (Just like you!!) 1989 is probably the greatest album you’ve done (I love all the others but this one I feel I can relate too a little more) I can’t wait until you come to Chicago on July 18, 2015!!! The Red Tour was the first time I’ve ever seen you live and now I’m seeing you again!!! I really hope I’m able to meet you because I know you’re the sweetest person I’ll ever know and also because I’ve been a swiftie since 5th grade! (6 years!!) oh and I just went to NYC for spring break!! It was so amazing! Let me say, you really picked a good city!! Times Square at night looks like you’re walking in a dream! And the top of the rock is gorgeous at night too!! (Some pictures above are of the top of the rock and me and my friends in NYC!) I really wanted to meet you when I was there, but you were in Nashville rehearsing for the 1989 Tour and I’m fine with that! I hope I’ll have the chance of meeting you when you come to Chicago! I love you so much Taylor!! taylorswift

The Bad Boy - Jack Gilinsky Part 42

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I stood there in shock, I glanced at Jack who had the same look of pure confusion on his face. I glanced from him to Sam and back again. Sam looked at both of us with a massive grin on his face, not noticing what he did wrong. His smile turned into a frown when he noticed the tension between the three of us. “What?” He said with a chuckle. I cringed slightly to myself as I realised it was the memory loss, he had completely forgotten about our break-up. It was bad enough having to break up with him the first time but now I had to do it all over again.

“Sam, we broke up months ago..remember?” I said trying to bring it back to him. Taking his hand in mine for comfort. He stayed silent as he took in what I said. After a minute he let out a deep sigh, putting his face in his hands. “Oh God, I’m so sorry, that’s really embarrassing. it’s just after the accident..” He began but I cut him off. “Don’t, you don’t need to explain. I understand” I said squeezing his hand. “Sorry man” Sam said going in to hug Jack. “Don’t sweat it” Jack said smiling at him.

We sat with Sam for a while, asking him about how much he remembered and how much he forgot and helping him with the things he did. It was sad to see him like that. He just looked unhappy and it made me sad.

Jack helped me into the car before walking around to the other side. He let out a deep sigh as he got into the car. “God, that was depressing, wasn’t it?” I said turning to him. He nodded “Yeah, it’s tough seeing him like that. But I’m just glad he’s okay..I’m glad you’re okay” He said taking my hand. I smiled back at him. “I love you, you know that?” He said in meaningful tone. I half smiled at him. “I love you too” I said leaning over to kiss him softly. “Come on, let’s get you home before Lexi kills me” He said kissing my cheek. “I’ll call over after school tomorrow to see how you’re doing okay?” He said as I got out of the the car. I waved before closing the door.

“Kendall, is that you?” I heard Mom call from the kitchen. “Yeah it’s me” I called back to her. “Could you come into the kitchen for a moment, there’s something we need to discuss” She said in a serious tone and I knew it couldn’t be good. “What’s up?” I said sitting down by the counter, opposite her. “Honey, you know I love you. And after your accident, I thought I lost you and it was the scariest moment of my life. And you know everything I do is because I care about you and just want you to be safe right?” She said I knew this had to be more than your everyday heart to heart. “Mom..what are you getting at?”

“I don’t know how to say this, but Lexi thinks that your relationship with Jack is negatively effecting you and she thinks that the accident would have never happened if you weren’t with Jack” She began. ‘Mom that’s insane, she’s insane!“ I yelled. "And I agree with her…” She continued. “What? that’s ridiculous, my relationship with Jack has nothing to do with the accident” I argued. “Either way, you’ve changed a lot since you and Jack got together and I think it would be best if you had a little..break from him for a while” Sh said vaguely. “..What do you mean a break?” I enquired, raising an eyebrow.

“What I mean, is that starting Monday, you’re going to boarding school for a few months. And it’s not up for discussion. It’s for your own good and you can scream at me right now and tell me you hate me but it won’t change my mind” She said but I knew it was hard for her to say. I sighed loudly, folding my arms. “I can’t believe your doing this, just when things were starting to get good” I said shaking my head in disapproval.

“I know you can’t see the good in this right now but in the long run it will be good. Your grades will be better and if Jack really loves you he’ll wait. Besides Spring Break is in a month so he can visit you then” She said trying to make me feel better. I just nodded getting up from the chair. “I’m going to bed” I told her. “Okay, you’re going to have to start packing tomorrow because you leave on Friday to give you time to settle in” She told me but I didn’t respond.

I walked up the stairs to see Lexi coming out of her room. “Hey” She said but I just walked past her glaring, slamming my door to make a statement.

Spring Break Forever, Bitches! Chapter 10

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I re-wrote chapter 10 so this is it, I hope you enjoy it better than the other one. I love you <3


“Is that everything?” Cameron asked, before closing the trunk of Taylor’s car, and walking over to me. I nodded, wrapping one arm around his waist, and adjusting my carry on bag that was slung over my shoulder. Cameron slung his arm over my shoulder, and together we watched our friends scurry around, last minute packing. 

“I think were good.” I whispered. You could say I wasn’t necessarily in the best mood because, well… I wasn’t. It was finally time for our trip here in Panama to end, and I just wasn’t ready to say goodbye to say the least. I have made friends here that will last a life time. For example, I never thought I would be close to any other girl besides Samantha, but Mallory has proven that I was wrong. I would honestly consider her one of my really good friends. Each of the boys held a special place in my heart, and not seeing them every day anymore will hurt like hell.

Matt is going back to Virginia, Shawn is going back to Canada, The Jacks along with Mallory, Leigh, and Sam are going back to Nebraska, Aaron is going back to Louisiana, Nash and Carter are going back to North Carolina, and Mahogany and Cameron are going back to California. Technically, Cameron’s flight doesn’t leave until tomorrow afternoon, but most of our time together will be spent in the car.

Cameron is leaving to go to the other side of the country while I stay here in Tennessee with Taylor, Sammy, Jacob, and Dillon. I’m not too crazy about the idea of a long distance relationship because a) I’m an extremely jealous girlfriend and b) I’m too insecure for that.  I will always have the thought that Cam will find someone better than me, someone closer to him that he can see whenever he wants. Someone that doesn’t live on the other side of the country, or someone that’s prettier than me. 

All of those thoughts will haunt my mind in the time we’re apart, but I’m willing to try it out, because Cameron means too much of me to just let go.

“Are you ready to head home? We still have a long drive back to your place.” Cameron asked taking a quick glance down at me, and then looking back at our friends. 

“Yeah I guess.” I mumbled. “Let me just go say bye to Mallory. I don’t know the next time I’ll see her.” I whispered, looking at the ground. Cam rubbed my shoulder, trying to comfort me… It didn’t work. By this time I wanted to burst into tears, but I wouldn’t allow it. Raising my gaze, my eyes locked with Mallory’s. I frown took over my lips, and I ran up to her, wrapping my arms around her shoulders, and burrowing my face in her neck. Her arms instantly found their way around my waist and we stumbled from how hard our bodies clashed together. 

“I’m going to miss you so much.” She whispered, making the first of my tears fall. I sniffled and nodded against her shoulder.

“I’m going to miss you more.” I cried, squeezing her tighter. I could feel her tears hit my shoulder, and that’s when I knew it was all over for me I was going to cry this entire six hour car ride home. Mallory was the first to pull away, and when she did, she looked at me with tears in her eyes and laughed.

“Look at us.” She teased. “We’ve known each other for a week, and we’re crying like little bitches." 

I couldn’t help but laugh, as I wiped my tears. Leave it to Mallory to make me laugh at the saddest of times. 

"Well,” I breathed. “I can honestly say it was one of the best weeks of my life. I’ve made friends that will last a life time, and I will be forever grateful for that.” I told her honestly, looking over at the boys shoving the last of their bags in the trunks of the cars. 

“I’m glad you came. It wouldn’t have been the same without you, girl.” She smiled, and wrapped her arm loosely around my shoulder. I smiled, and together we walked over to the rest of the crew. 

All of a sudden, I was ripped from Mallory’s grip, and into the arms of another. I knew it wasn’t a girl because of the cologne. My face was buried in their chest, but I hugged them back none the less.

“I think I’m going to miss you most of all." Shawn. I could feel the water works start up again. What can I say? I’m a sensitive person. 

"Aww I’ll miss you too Shawny-poo” I cooed, but on the inside I was hurting. Shawn was the closest I got to out of all the guys besides Cameron of course. He was always there for me whenever I needed anything, and he was just overall good company. I pulled away and placed a friendly kiss on his cheek. 

“I’m just a phone call away, okay? Don’t be afraid to call me at any time.” He told me, hugging me once more. 

“I promise.” I said and smiled.

“Alright, we’re all ready to go. Have you said goodbye to everyone yet?” Cameron asked coming up behind me, and wrapping his arms around my waist. 

“Only Shawn, and Mallory.” I told, his and wiped at the dried up tear stains on my cheeks. 

“Have you been crying?” He asked, turning me around to face him. I nodded, tears building up in my eyes again as I thought of everyone leaving. If it was my choice we’d all stay here together forever. 

He pulled my into him, and I laid my head against his chest. The steady beat of his heart gradually increased from the contact. He ran his left hand over my hair, placing a sweet kiss against the top of my head as I cried into his chest. His right arm stayed put around my abdomen, holding me close to his defined body. 

“Why are you crying, baby?” He asked softly, continuing to run his hand over my hair. I let out a pathetic sob, and sniffled.

“I’m just really going to miss everyone.” I whispered, tears trickling down my cheeks. 

“We’ll all be together again soon sweetheart. I promise.” He told me and I nodded, pulling away. He placed both hands on my cheeks, and wiped away my tears. “Plus we still have all night together, and most of tomorrow. Everything is going to be just fine.” He reassured me. 

I nodded once again running my sleeve under my nose, and sniffed. Cameron and I went around to everyone in the group, giving them each a special goodbye. I really was going to miss everyone so much, but I knew some how someway we were all going to be together again. 

I barley said anything since my interaction with Cameron. I was afraid if I said to much, I would start crying again, and I really didn’t want that. I feel like I’ve cried way to much on this trip.

“It’s time to go now, baby.” Cameron cooed in a soothing voice. Just being in his presence calmed me down. I nodded, taking his hand in mine, and we made our way over to the car. We climbed in the backseat, buckling ourselves in as Taylor started the engine.

I turned my head looking over my shoulder, and watched as all of my friends became smaller and smaller until they were totally out of view.

And just like that, I lost it.


I feel like this one is much better than the first. And some of you didn’t want Cam to leave, so I compromised and gave him another day with Miss (Y/N) [: 

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5SOS Preferences: Luke

5SOS Preference: He’s the cute lifeguard at the beach and he notices you

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   The sun was blazing, the currents were strong, and the weather was perfect.  Spring break was starting off good.  Not to mention the sweaty boys wandering around the beach preying on the hot girls.  I was tanning on my stomach, the speaker next to me blasting not allowing me to hear anyone coming up.  Suddenly sand was pelting my body causing me to jolt up.  The lifeguard’s golf cart was parked next to me. 

   "Shit.  I’m so sorry,“  the lifeguard said embarrassed, "let me help you."  He stepped out on to the sand and bent down to help shake off the blanket.  I tried not making goggley eyes at the boy.

     "It’s fine really."  I laughed watching him get flustered trying to remove the sand off my speaker as quick as possible without it being damaged.

   "But your speaker isn’t working now, fuck."  He muttered. 

     "I know how to fix it don’t stress it."  I waved it off.

   "Here wait l’ll be right back."  The blonde headed boy ran off.  His tall physique made his way to the lifeguard tower, his arm muscles showing as he swung his arms back for momentum. 

   "Use this for now, it’s mine."  He told me handing over a speaker.

     "Are you sure, I don’t need a speaker-”

   “No really use it, I have another one up there."  He insisted.

     "Thank you."  I smiled looking up into his blue eyes, noticing a lip ring on the way.

   "Catch ya later."  He winked.  I grinned and looked down at the speaker as he ran off.  After hooking my music up to it I noticed a piece of paper fall off the side from the bass.  It read:

   ‘I might have broken your speaker, but the doesn’t mean I’ll break your heart.