still not 100 percent happy with it

I don’t know what happened. Either kaisoo finally decided they just don’t give a single F anymore, SM realized they were making it even MORE obvious (if that’s even possible) by trying to hide it, or what… but kaisoo right now are just so happy and finally seeming to be interacting freely like they have been kept from and I am just so happy they are finally able to breathe a bit and be together.

Originally posted by begavet


@aglionbycrewnet: get to know the members + elizabeth
→ fav gang or group: the vancouver crowd

they were people gansey knew: henry, cheng2, ryang, lee-squared, koh, rutherford, sicksteve. but here, they were different. at school, they were driven, quiet, invisible, model students, aglionby academy’s 11-percent-of-our-student-body-is-diverse-click-the-link-to-find-out-more-about-our-overseas-exchange-programs. here, they slouched. they would not slouch at school. here, they were angry. they could not afford to be angry at school. here, they were loud. they did not trust themselves to be loud at school.

Wrong Place Wrong Time- The Aftermath (Final Epilogue)

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Epilogue Chapter to conclude the WPWT Series, enjoy :)

No specific warnings for this epilogue series but I’ll keep the themes as they are just incase.

Themes=😖,🌟,💣,🎭 ,. (☠️- Harm towards characters, Strong language and Adult themes.)

Summary: Life after underground activities. (Conclusions.)

Click for WPWT(1)  Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7Part 8 Part 9Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16Part 17 Part 18 Part 19Part 20 Part 21 Part 22

Epilogues: Epilogue 1-BBH  Epilogue 2-KJD Epilogue 3- ZYX Epilogue 4- KJI
Epilogue 5-DKS Epilogue 6- PCY  Epilogue 7- KJM  Alternative Epilogue- PCY

Word Count: 5,635

(Let’s just pretend Sehun is not in that GIF)

This is the last Chapter of this series, I’m so sad it is has ended but thank you so much for reading. You have all been absolutely amazing!💜

You felt sick and involuntarily held Sehun Junior closer to your chest as you looked around the familiar house. You felt sad and your heart grew dark and by the looks of it and the change in everyone else’s demeanour you weren’t the only who thought so. The house smelt rusty and the air inside was thick; almost suffocating. There was nothing but bad memories in here and suddenly you were ashamed that this was the house in which you had conceived your child. You wished it was at yours and Minseok’s home.

“I plan to burn this house down tonight. I’ve been wanting to do it for a while now. Burn away all the shitty memories.” Junmyeon sighed; looking around the house his face twisted into an expression of disgust as he wrinkled his nose. “But since for some miraculous reason we’re all here together…well that makes it better; all our worries will melt away together. But before we do that I’m calling for one last meeting in the board room.”
You frowned at Junmyeon’s words. Why did you all need another board meeting? What was going on now? Was someone else after all of you?

“Why?” Jongdae hissed, stepping in front of Junmyeon and pushing him in the chest. “I’m done with this lifestyle Junmyeon I want to move on! I’m not a fighter anymore!”

“Calm down Jongdae. I just want to talk.” Junmyeon breathed out raising his hands in defence and to show he wasn’t guilty.

“About what?”

“About everything. Everything we always wanted to say to each other but never had the chance or guts to. Everything that we’ve struggled with. I want to get all the negative energy out. We can let all the bad memories out and then burn it down with this house. Don’t you think we’ll all find some sweet relief after that?”
You blinked in the silence and looked around the hallway. Maybe Junmyeon was right; it would be like a therapy session specifically catered to all of your needs. One that would actually be effective. Only everyone stood in this house knew what had gone on and how exactly you felt and only you could bring peace to your own hearts.

“You’re right…To the board then.” Kris nodded; handing Ara his phone and earphones. Clearly he didn’t want her to hear any of what was about to go on.
You followed those in front of you towards the board; but stopped when you came to a dry dark patch on the carpet.

Sehun’s blood.

You felt your stomach twist as you covered your mouth with your hand in an attempt to stifle your sob. This is the spot that Oh Sehun had died. All because he was saving you and your baby. You felt so guilty; you shook your head as your vision blurred and tears streamed down your cheek.

“Stop. Don’t do this to yourself Y/N it’s not your fault.” A soft voice said from behind you; placing a hand around your waist. You turned to look up at Chanyeol as you wiped your eyes. “If it’s anyone’s fault then it’s my fault. If I had gotten rid of Luhan before Sehun even stepped in front of you then that stain wouldn’t be on the floor.” He breathed; his body stilling as he stared at the two year old blood on the floor.

“Well if I aimed right and shot Luhan instead of you then he’d be alive.” You pouted shaking your head as you looked away  from the patch on the floor. Chanyeol let out a heavy sigh as he looked down at you.

“We need to stop blaming ourselves. It will never bring Sehun back, besides it’s not what Sehun would have wanted. He always hated a sore loser, hmm?”
You smiled. Chanyeol was right. Sehun would probably be rolling his eyes and swearing at how soppy and pathetic the both of you were being wherever he was looking over you from. “Come.” Chanyeol gently wrapped his hand over your wrist. He dragged you into what used to be Kyungsoo’s room. You felt sadness creeping through your body as you looked at the wardrobe that you and Ara hid in on that dreadful night; the doors were still open. You looked over at the bed to see that the sheets were still hanging low from where you had successfully attempted to cover and hide Kyungsoo.

“I hate this place Chanyeol… I hate it so much.” You whispered looking around Kyungsoo’s room and a tear escaped your eye again.

“I know. So do I. And I will forever be sorry for dragging you into this, I never meant to hurt you Y/N I just never dreamed that there would be an ambush that night, I just thought keeping you close and taking you somewhere familiar would guarantee your safety but obviously I was wrong.”

You shook your head and let out a disgruntled groan.

“Stop blaming yourself for that Chanyeol please. I…I just….I missed you.” You pouted as you sank down to the bed, he sank down beside you and you could feel his gaze burning into the side of your face he was so close you could feel his breath on your skin. You slowly turned to look at him. For two years you hadn’t seen your best friend. Admittedly he looked tired, but then again so did you.

“I missed you too…I missed you so much Y/N. My new job…I took so I could distance myself, but I realised that running away from the problem only made things worse and made me more confused. I should’ve been a man and faced it head on. I reckon that way I would have gotten used to ‘what is’ rather than living in my own fantasy bubble of ‘what could have been’. My heart has ached so much since I’ve been gone, but seeing you again now I feel like it’s gone and…” He leaned in slowly to kiss you softly.

“Chanyeol no stop. You can’t do that. I let you once but that’s it.”
He frowned but not at what you were saying in fact you weren’t even sure he was listening to you. He leaned in for the second time and kissed you again. It was slower this time and he gripped on to your cheeks with his hands; as if he was trying to suck the life out of you.
“Chanyeol please stop it, you have to stop. I don’t love you.”

“…I don’t love you either… what the fuck?…” He breathed. He was staring at you but he wasn’t really seeing you, his mind was elsewhere and you knew it. He seemed shocked and perplexed by his own statement.

“What?”You raised a brow.

“I mean I do – well I thought I did…but then I just kissed you I…I felt almost nothing. Well I felt something but it was so minimal. Last time I felt a wave of emotion and I didn’t want to let go but this time…I…this…” His eyes widened as he stared down at you baffled. “I can’t have lost feelings for you, this doesn’t make sense!” Chanyeol pounded his fist into the bed and he was angry which was confusing you, shouldn’t be happy that he was moving on?

“Why are you angry Chan? This is a good thing! You can move on, you can finally move on.” You smiled up at him and he stared at you blankly. “It will be hard I admit it. You’re still not 100% percent there yet but this is a great time to move on Chanyeol.”
His face was straight as he rose from the bed closing down the conversation.

“Let’s just get to the board, huh?”

You were all sat down once again in the glass seats around the marble table that you once adored so much. Now it made you feel sick. The room was pretty much empty. The cases of ammunition were no longer there. Junmyeon let out a sigh as he looked around the table and lowered his head.

“This isn’t the same without him…” He drummed his finger lightly on the marble table as everyone sighed in unison. At this point in time your son was bouncing on Yixing’s lap, you noticed that Yixing had a liking to children.
“Does anyone want to start?” Junmyeon asked, looking around the table.
Jongin raised his hand up slowly as he kept his gaze down on the marble table.

“Actually I do.” He cleared his throat and fiddled around with his fingers; this is the most nervous that you had ever seen Jongin he was normally such a confident man. “I…I didn’t want to see any of you ever again.” He paused taking a breath as he slowly raised his head to look at everyone pain and guilt evident on his face. “And it’s not because I don’t care about you guys, because only God knows that I love you guys more than myself. But… my life these past two years has been absolute shit. I was too embarrassed and ashamed to meet you guys because I knew you would have all amounted to something better than me. I’ve been in and out of jobs but currently I’m unemployed. In and out of shallow relationships. I can’t even count the amount of one night stands, I’m disgusted in myself.” He scoffed, looking down at his hands that were now resting on the table. “But the truth is I’m still hurt by how I felt you all treated me…”
You raised your brow wondering what exactly it was that Jongin meant by his final statement.

“What do you mean ‘how we treated you’” Jongdae narrowed his eyes as he shifted in his seat so he could get a better view of Jongin.

“After you all found out I was the Tell-Tale. You’ve all hated me since and I felt the shift. You all always say we’re family yet I felt so excluded from that point on. The only people that really gave me the time of day were Kris and Tao. Ever since that point you all accused me for every bad thing that happened in this house.” He swallowed hard as he let out a shaky breath.

Jongdae frowned.
“What did you expect Jongin? You never told us, you lied and kept something so big. You really expected us to trust you after?”

“I did it to protect all of you!” Jongin protested as a tear escaped his eye. “I had to pretend because that was the only way to speed the process up. And I thought Luhan was dead. If I did my fucking job properly then Sehun would still be alive. I know you guys must think about that, so there’s something else to add to the ‘hate Jongin’ list. It’s my fault he’s dead. I should’ve shot him in the head. I blame myself every day for Sehun’s death. I can’t breathe at night, it haunts me. I’m wracked with guilt.”

Kyungsoo shook his head from across the table.

“We never once blamed you for the death of Sehun Jongin that’s just all in your head. You need to let your guilt go or it will eat you alive. As for the Tell-Tale thing… yeah our suspicions were raised. We can only apologise for that but now we know it was never you and that means that our love for you is no less than for each other.”
Jongin’s eyes were red and his face was blank he looked far from convinced.

“Well for what it’s worth…I missed you…” Yixing said sheepishly making sure his gaze was on anything but Jongin. He cleared his throat acting as though he never said anything. Jongin’s eyes widened as he looked up at Yixing. For as long as you could remember the two men didn’t get on, they were enemies living in the same house to some extent. But it made sense that deep down they cared deeply about each other and shared a mutual brotherly love.

“Thanks…I missed you too.” Jongin mumbled, looking at his hands that were fidgeting on the table.

“Wow…that was weird.” Baekhyun snorted. “But since we’re laying out dirty laundry and shit… These last two years have been really hard for me. My job is good. I work at a hospital as a surgeon now.” He earned a round of applause from around the room.

“Wow, go Byun Baekhyun. You really made it in life huh?” Junmyeon smiled.

“Thank you Thank you.” Baekhyun bowed comically, making you giggle. You missed his humour. “But…” His face turned serious again. “It’s not as great as I thought it would be. I mean the pay is good and my colleagues are nice but all I can think about when I’m stitching up bodies is how I failed to save Sehun and my sister.” He swallowed as he looked up to the ceiling, trying to stop the tears from falling down his face. “And Oh gosh Kyungsoo I’m so so sorry. I have nightmares about it every night.” He looked at the wheels of Kyungsoo’s chair. “I’m so sorry Soo. I know you hate me, you must. It was intended for me not you.”

Kyungsoo looked down at his lap silent for a moment. Your breath was hitched as you could hear Baekhyun beside you crying.

“I did…at first. I hated you. I hated all of you. I couldn’t understand why you all had the luxury of walking whilst I was stuck in this blasted thing. But I guess I was just angry. I was angry that I was standing where I had been at the time of the attack but then I realised that if I wasn’t standing there then you would’ve died and so I guess in the end…paralysis is worth it. I was still able to have a child anyway so…”

“Wait you what?” Kris’ eyes opened wide as he looked at Ara in the corner of the room and then back at Kyungsoo. Kyungsoo’s face grew red as you he tried to suppress the smile that was creeping up his face but he was failing tremendously.

“Sara…that woman I was ‘dating’ whilst in the house. We’re getting married next month…she’s pregnant.

Your eyes widened as you looked at Kyungsoo; a bright smile flashing on your face as you began clapping your hands together loudly causing Sehun Junior to turn and look at you from Yixing’s lap.

“Oh my gosh Kyungsoo congratulations! I’m so happy for you.” If anyone deserved it then it was definitely Kyungsoo. The boys clapped from around the table.

“So you got your charm on.” Minseok winked at Kyungsoo playfully causing him to blush. “Congratulations man honestly it’s the best feeling. I hope we’re invited to this wedding…”
Kyungsoo nodded as he looked around the table. Out of everyone he looked the healthiest; he looked as though he was glowing you were guessing that life was treating him well as opposed to Jongin who looked dull and tired.

“I work at a library. It’s quiet. Sometimes that’s a good thing but when I’m over thinking it’s toxic. I’m surrounded by books all day and it makes me think; why the fuck did you think it was necessary to read my diary that night?” Jongdae’s eyes were thin slits as he stared down at you; his lips were pursed together. You couldn’t believe that he still held a grudge about this.

“I was curious –”

“It said private and personal.”

“It was under the damn sofa.”

“That doesn’t make it any less personal Y/N. Gosh! You know it still irritates me ‘til this day why you thought it was necessary to snoop. Things I wrote in there were confidential, did you not respect me enough to reserve my feelings?” He was looking at you intensely but his eyes were sad and they made you feel guilty.

“At the time… no I didn’t care. You’re my least favourite man in this house and so I really didn’t care. Now though… I don’t think I would’ve done such a thing.” You looked down at your hands. You knew what you did was wrong even Yuna told you not to snoop in his things but you didn’t listen.

“Wait. You did that? Y/N that was wrong…” Minseok shook his head at you.

“I know and I’m sorry Jongdae I shouldn’t have done it.”

He let out a loud sigh as he rolled his eyes shifting his gaze over to Junmyeon.
“I didn’t want to see any of you again. I was convinced that I was coping on my own but now I realise I haven’t been… I’ve been so heartbroken for almost a decade, being without the woman you love for so long has such a crippling effect… I hated this lifestyle so much.”

Junmyeon knitted his brows together as he scrunched up his nose.

“Heartbroken? You were seeing someone?…” There was an awkward silence around the room as everyone waited for Jongdae to answer, clearly he had never told anyone about her and now you knew why he was so angry at you for reading his diary. You were the first to find out. Guilt settled deep into your stomach as you bit your lip anxiously.

“I wasn’t just seeing someone Junmyeon I was in love with her we were going to elope, granted we were young, yeah….but we knew what we were doing and we knew we wanted each other that badly. But then Genesis happened.” His face turned sour before lightening up again. “But after so many years I bump into her again today at work…and she’s just as beautiful as I remember. And now I’m so overwhelmed. I still want to run away with her she waited so long for me.” It’s as though the breath was knocked out of him as he suddenly stopped speaking.

“Give yourself some time to think about what you want Jongdae it will work itself out in time.” Junmyeon said concluding his speech for him. “Yixing…what about you?” Junmyeon looked over at him. He was still bouncing Sehun Junior on his lap and he was doing a great job at putting the boy to sleep.

“Uhh…me? Get everything out of my system right?” He asked anxiously and almost too quietly.

“Everything.” Junmyeon nodded, waiting for him to go ahead.

Yixing closed his eyes and took a deep breath before focusing them on Jongin.
“I feel as though I hated you for such a long time. I knew I saw you shoot at Luhan but you made it look like I was lying and had everyone but Baekhyun question my loyalty to this group. Obviously know I know why you did it but then I was blinded by rage and then Y/N came along…” He paused wondering if he should say the next part.

“Everything Yixing.” Junmyeon urged him again looking at him intently. You felt a knot in your stomach because you could feel just how awkward Yixing’s next statement was going to make you feel but you kept it in as you squeezed your hands together under the table. He took a deep breath and began to speak again.

“Y/N comes along and then you try snatching her from me. I was the first to bother speaking to her in this house with the exception of Chanyeol and I cared enough to invest some time into her and then you thought it was okay to just steal her away. I’m over it now…I have a girlfriend but it was the principle of the matter I felt as though you were always trying to rub me up the wrong way and I hated you for so long. But then Sehun died and I realised how much I would be broken if anyone died.” He let out a sigh and sat back in his seat. “So I’m sorry… for being so childish over these years.” Your eyes widened. You never thought you would witness the day where Jongin and Yixing called truce.

“Hug.” Baekhyun smiled, slamming his hand down on the table.

“What- no.” Yixing frowned.

“Come on just hug it out. Hug.”

“No Baekhyun.”


Baekhyun could go on for years if he really needed to and you all knew that this was the case so Minseok walked around the table lifting Sehun from Yixing’s lap. Yixing and Jongin both sheepishly rose to their feet and slowly walked towards each other.

“It was exhausting being mad at you anyway. You act like such a fucking Princess Zhang Yixing.” Jongin smiled pulling the shorter male in for a hug. They lingered a while. They looked as though they needed it.

“Alright. There’s need to get each other pregnant. Keep it PG and sit down.” Baekhyun joked as the two men broke apart returning to his seat.

“Right I have something else…not a complaint though… well I guess it’s a mixture of happiness and sadness.” Yixing breathed you noticed that his hands were shaking as he brought his eyes up to yours.
“I found my brother today… but he was in such a state. He’s blind.” A tear slipped down Yixing’s cheek as he looked down at his shaking hands. “He’s been living alone whilst blind… living in constant fear. I feel like such a bad brother, I wish I never had to leave him in the first place; maybe that way he’d still have his sight.”
You felt a sharp pang in your heart. You knew Yixing loved his little brother. The night in which he told you the story he spoke about him with such passion that you knew he was dedicated to him.

“Yixing I’m so sorry to hear that.” Chanyeol whispered. “But at least he’s alive and you’ve found him again. That’s the most important thing. You can both move forward with each other now.”
You smiled, Chanyeol was right at least Yixing still had a second chance it may not have been the way he pictured it but it was a chance nonetheless. Yixing nodded as he wiped the tears away from his cheeks and looked up at Chanyeol.

“You’re right. Thanks.”
There was a silence in the room before Tao took the opportunity to talk.

“Call me childish but I’m still hurt that you all suspected me as the traitor.”

“I mean I’m sorry Tao, but could you blame us. Your circumstance seemed oddly convenient.” Jongdae sighed as he gave him a weak apologetic smile.

“And I’m sorry for everything inconvenient I’ve ever done.” Kris piped up, looking down at Ara again to make sure he was okay. “Junmyeon I’m sorry for hating you for so long. When you saved Ara today… I just… Thank you.” You raised an eyebrow but you were sure it was a story that would be told another day.

“Chanyeol? Anything?” Junmyeon looked at him tilting his head on the side. Chanyeol looked awkwardly from Junmyeon to you as he cleared his throat and leaned forward in his seat.

“I uhhh nothing special. I work as a hotel tester the pay is amazing. Admittedly I did it to get away from everyone and everything…” He looked up at you. “I’m just glad we’re out of this mess and I’m sorry for bringing Y/N to the club. I feel like if she was never a part of this all it may have turned much easier and so different. I really fucked everyone over that night. And Sehun… If I got to Luhan sooner.”

“Chanyeol don’t.” You frowned. “Because that way it will make me feel bad for aiming at your foot and then it’s just starting this vicious cycle of blame all over again so stop blaming yourself. It was Luhan’s fault. He was the bastard.” You looked over at Minseok who was focusing his attention on Sehun Junior and trying to block out the mention of Sehun. You sighed. Maybe it was your turn.

“We’ve had such a hard two years. Minseok has been through a lot and I really didn’t know how to deal with it all. I really needed some help but I couldn’t find anyone to help me.” You let a tear splash on to the table not even trying to hide it. All the anger and pain had accumulated and was ready to be released. Chanyeol looked at you guiltily, he wasn’t there to comfort you when you needed him most and that was his job. “I had never seen Minseok act as crazy as he did after Sehun died and I was so scared I would lose him too. I was scared he would end his own life. It was so hard to cope but I hope we can all stay in touch and lean on each other…” Your voice began to falter away as you were trying to suppress a violently sob threatening to burst through your throat. “I know I met you in the most unconventional way but over time I learnt how to live with you all and I’m just hoping you’ll all be able to accept my son as your own.” You smiled weakly wiping your face dry as you let out a cough. Sehun had fallen asleep in Minseok’s arms now and he looked so peaceful. You hoped that was how he would always look. Peaceful. You prayed he would never have to experience anything close to what you had experienced.

“Well…” Junmyeon cleared his throat as he sat up in his seat; looking like a king amongst his subjects one final time. Staring at Junmyeon gave you a sense of hope. If he could make it then anyone could.
“I work for Genesis now; legitimately obviously alongside Senior. He treats me well now, he had his reasons for acting the way he did and now I kind of understand it all but I guess that’s a story for another day. These past two years have honestly be the hardest of my life I think of how many lives I’ve fucked up daily and I can’t get the image of Sehun out of my head and I know I’m the leader and everyone needs the leader; but nobody ever realises how much a Lion needs his Pride, how much a Hyena needs his clan, how much a Tiger needs his streak. I have needed you all so badly. I’ve struggled without you. I’ve had so many sleepless nights I’ve just needed a shoulder to cry on. But I…”  Junmyeon’s breath became heavy as he began crying and it really hit you deep. He had suffered for so long and nobody knew the extent of it.

“You know what I see when I look at you Kim Junmyeon?” Baekhyun said; his face was serious as he looked directly into Junmyeon’s face. “I see a fearless King who would do anything for his men and would fight to the death for them! Junmyeon you’re a truly exceptional man and you should never forget that.” There were grunts of agreement from around the room.

The board room.

The last time you would see this place. The last time you would have to remember all the terrible memories that were creeping and crawling within these walls. This was it. It was truly the end.
You let out a heavy breath as you  felt like a whole weight had been shifted from your shoulders and you could breathe easier again, although so much had happened you also had so much to be grateful for like your loving husband and beautiful son. Your best friend was back and now you had so many more friends to add to the list.

“Shall we?” Junmyeon stood from his seat as he made his way out of the room, you all stood up to follow him. It was finally time to bid this house adieu.

Junmyeon had covered the house with petrol from a keg that was in the basement and he joined you all outside with a lighter in his hand. All it took was to throw the lighter and that would be the end of it all. He did a final head count before he proceeded frowning as he turned to look at you.

“Wait, where’s Minseok?” Junmyeon frowned holding the lighter in his hand. You raised your arm up as if seeking permission to answer his question.

“I think I know where he is. Give me a second.” You walked back into the house and made your way up the stairs to Sehun’s old room. You knocked softly on the door and slowly turned the door knob to reveal Minseok on the other side sitting on Sehun’s bed clutching onto his bed sheets. His knuckles were white as tears were streaming down his face and his breathing was heavy. You shut the door quietly behind you as you took a seat beside him on the bed. He looked up at you through wet lashes and smiled; but you knew it was forced and it made your heart ache to see your husband in such a state.

“Y/N it’s been two years…but it’s just not getting easier. I’m so desperate to be okay. I thought I was used to loss but…I’m not.” He lowered his head into your chest and quietly sobbed. You brought your hand up to stroke his back as you kissed the top of his head.

“It’s not supposed to be easy Minseok but you learn different ways to cope. I’m here for you I know I can never really make it okay but I can help lighten the load. We have Junior too…he’s a ray of sunshine is he not?”
Minseok smiled, pulling his head away from your chest.

“Yeah he’s gorgeous. Like his mum.”
You laughed shyly. He still had that effect on you he still knew how to make you smile. You leaned forward and placed your lips on top of his; kissing him softly before pulling away again.

“We need to go now Minseok; and say to goodbye to this place forever.”
He nodded removing the pillow case on the pillow before rising from the bed.

“I just want something of his. I know I’ll never forget him, but I just want to be sure.” He scrunched it up and tucked it away best as he could in his back pocket as he exited the house with you.

“Ready?” Junmyeon asked as he did a final head count. Everyone was outside now.

“Ready!” You all shouted. Your eyes opened wide as Junmyeon threw the lighter towards the house, the trail of pretrol lighting up as though it were a domino effect. You smiled as everyone began to cheer loudly and you felt your worries and burdens melting away as you watched the house go up in flames ahead of you.

“I love you Y/N” Minseok bent down to kiss your lips and you smiled into the kiss, making it linger for a while.

“Get a room! Wait ‘til you get home to make another baby don’t do it in front of us and make sure you call it Baekhyun next time.” Baekhyun shouted loudly causing everyone to burst out into a fit of laughter. 

You were so happy that it was all over. Everything was over now you could go back to focusing on normal life.

“Guys one more thing.” Jongin said as you all began to walk away from the house. All of you promising not to look back at it as you walked on. “I’m so fucking hungry.”

Your heart relaxed as you let out a giggle; you thought he was going to say something much more sinister than that. You spoke up.
“Well then; dinner at ours? I’ll cook.”

“Sounds good to me.” Chanyeol smiled bumping into you playfully.

“Actually how about mine? I want you to meet Gen; besides I don’t want to leave him alone for too long. You can still cook though.” Yixing laughed as he felt into rhythm beside Chanyeol. You rolled your eyes but nodded regardless, you couldn’t wait to meet Yixing’s brother.
The walk back to Yixing’s house was quite long, but you didn’t mind because you finally had freedom and every step you took felt better than the last.

“Excuse me.” A voice from behind you called. Causing you all to turn around abruptly.
It was a woman you had never seen before; she was tall and her cheeks were chubby. Her hair was long and flowing and she was absolutely gorgeous. You looked around to see whom she was talking to but everyone looked just as confused. “You dropped this.” She walked up to Chanyeol and held a phone out to him. His eyes widened as he put his arm over his bum feeling his back pocket.

“Oh. Thank you.” He reached out for his phone. But his gaze lingered on hers as hers lingered on his.
You could tell by the way Chanyeol was biting his bottom lip that he was nervous and his face had turned a soft shade of red.

You knew in that moment he thought she was beautiful.

You knew that it would take Chanyeol a little while longer to get over you but it wouldn’t take much. You turned around and gave the other boys a look making them all walk on with you leaving Chanyeol staring blankly at the woman who handed him his phone.

“See you at Yixing’s Chan!” You called as you joined hands with Minseok straining yourself so you could try and hear what Chanyeol was saying before he was too far out of ear shot.

“Hi My name’s Chanyeol…and you are?”


“Dina? Nice name.”

“ So is yours… Chanyeol.”

The end.

Thanks for reading guys this has honestly been so fun and such a pleasure to write. I already have plans for my next fic so I can’t wait to write it.
Thanks for all of your support.

Twisted In Lies (D.T) Part 4

Summary: It’s been 6 months, since Y/N and the boys spoken to each other. They’ve all moved on. Y/N even has a boyfriend now. But what happens when Y/N reunites with Ethan and Grayson? Does a reacquainted love occur? Are there more lies? Will more hearts be broken?

Word Count: 3,000

Warnings: None.

A/N: Okay so as you guys know, Gabi (sniperdolan) deactivated :( & we all miss her so much! I kind of put off with the story for a bit, because I felt bad for trying to continue it. Especially since it was something Gabi & I started together. But after talking to her about it, we decided that we’re going to finish it for you guys! Instead of switching off on the chapters like we usually would do, we decided that I would write them. That doesn’t mean that Gabi isn’t involved with this series anymore. In fact, we still talk about each chapter, & what we want to happen with it. This is our little baby, & we can’t just abandon it! We enjoy doing this & we’re glad that you guys love it as much as we do! We’ve had so many postitive feedback about the story, & we don’t want to let you guys down! We know y’all wanna know what happens! & trust me when I say, y’all are in for it! So without further ado, here is part 4! Hope you guys enjoy! & feedback is always appreciated! 

Love you guys <3

Reader’s POV

I’m pregnant.

I starred at the 2 test I had in my hands. Reading the results over and over hoping that I was just seeing things. But I wasn’t. The two pink lines becoming clearer and clearer the longer I starred at it.  

I threw my head back against the wall, and slid my body down along the wall and onto the floor. I buried my face into my hands, and loud sobs began to escape my lips. I’m actually pregnant. There’s a little human growing inside me right now. I’m only 22, how am I supposed to raise a baby. I mean yes I make a good amount of money, and I’m financially stable, but my job consist of filming YouTube videos. Maybe a little modeling and acting here and there. But what role am I supposed to get if I’m pregnant? I guess I can kiss my Calvin Klein and Fashion Nova sponsors goodbye. And how am I supposed to make videos when I’m the size of a house? I doubt a vlog about me going to the doctors is going to get any views or likes. Neither is a video about breathing excerises.  

What the hell am I going to tell my parents? What the fuck am I going to tell Cameron? Oh my god! Cameron! I fucking cheated on Cameron Dallas and got pregnant by Grayson Freaking Dolan! I bet TMZ would love that story.

* * * *

“Y/N?” my best friend Lena said as she pushed open the bathroom door.

Over my sobs, and being so deep in my thoughts that I didn’t even notice that Lena came home.

“What’s wrong?” Lena asked, kneeling down beside me.

She noticed the tests on the floor next to me. She picked them up looking at them. Her eyes went wide with shock, as she fixed her attention to me.

“Have you told Cameron yet?” she asked.

She knew I cheated with Grayson, but she doesn’t know about how the condom ripped, and how this is Grayson’s baby.

“It’s not…It’s not Cameron’s.” I said starring back at the ground. Saying that out loud made me feel even more guilty.

“What do you mean it’s not Cameron’s? Who else can it b-…” she paused for a second, squinting her eyes in confusion.

“It’s Grayson isn’t it?” she asked.

I didn’t say anything, the look on my face was enough for her to realize that the answer was yes.

“But how? I thought you said you guys used a condom?” she asked.

“We did. But apparently it ripped. He told me today when we were at the warehouse. He said that when he went to go throw it away it was ripped, and there was no…no um…well you know stuff in it.” I said.

We sat on the floor and just talked. I’m glad I had Lena because I honestly wouldn’t know what to do. I didn’t know what kind of emotion to feel at this moment. Usually when people find out that they’re having a baby, they’re suppose to be excited, and happy. But not in my case. I’m still young, I’m not married, plus on top of that I’m not even having a baby with the person I’m dating.

We talked some more about whether or not I would tell my parents, and how I think they’d react. I mean I’m sure my parents would be a little upset, but knowing my parents I know they’ll get over it and be supportive. We also talked about other options. Like maybe adoption, or even an abortion. I’ve always been 100 percent against abortion but when you’re in that position, the thought does come to mind. Was I going to do it? Absolutely not. But did I want to have a baby? No. Not right now anyway.

Lena left to go pick up some food. I was in my living room, curled up on the couch trying to find something to watch when I got a FaceTime call from Cameron. Shit.

“Hello beautiful!” Cameron cheered, smiling into the phone screen. He was in his hotel room in New York. I’m guessing he was getting ready to go to sleep, because he was laying in bed shirtless with all the lights off except for the dim lighting from the lamp on the night stand next to him.

“Hey baby. How’s New York?” I asked flashing Cameron a fake smile.

“It’d be better if you were here. I miss you. How did filming go with E and G?” he asked stretching himself out on his bed.

“I miss you too. And it was good. You already know how crazy they get so yeah it was fun.” I said, starring at my boyfriend through the iPhone screen.

“You didn’t text me back earlier.” he said, pouting his lips like a baby.

Yes Cameron, I know I didn’t. I left you on read on purpose because I was busy buying pregnancy tests.

“Yeah, sorry babe. I came home after we filmed and took a nap. I just woke up not long before you called me.” I completely just lied, but what the fuck else is new.

We talked for a bit. Cameron was telling me about his trip, and how his photoshoots went. I was trying my harderst not to sound bored or interested, but I honestly had nothing to say. My mind is still a mess from all this, and on top of that I feel like I’m about to throw up.

“What’s wrong babe? You look sick?” Cameron asked, sounding concern.

What’s wrong? I keep throwing up every 10 minutes. I’m fucking starving but every time I eat I throw up. My head hurts. My boobs are sore. Oh yeah and I’m pregnant. And no it’s not your baby because I cheated on you with Grayson. That’s whats wrong!

“No I’m fine. I just haven’t ate today, and plus I think I’m getting sick.” I said, kind of telling the truth.

“Go eat something! Than take a hot bath, and get some sleep ok? I’ll be home in 3 days, to take care of you.” he said, giving me a wink. Causing me to smile a bit.

“I can’t wait! Goodnight baby.” I said, blowing Cameron a kiss. He was blowing me kisses back through the phone, trying to stall so he wouldn’t hang up.

“Go to bed Cam, it’s late!” I scold at him. It was 1 in the morning in New York, but still only 11 pm here in LA.

“Ok mom!” he said, and I could feel the goosebumps on the skin rise. Wrong choice of words Cameron.

“Goodnight beautiful. I love you!” he said, and my phone screen went black.

What did he just say?

I starred at my phone trying to replay what Cameron just said. He just told me he loves me. But why? I mean we’ve only been dating for like 7 months. How can he possibly love me when I cheated on him and I’m currently pregnant with someone else’s baby. Oh yeah, because he doesn’t know.

Cameron loves me. But do I love him? Honestly I don’t know. I mean I have love for him. I care about him a lot, but I don’t think I can call it love right now. 

Wow, why does this sound familiar? Oh yeah maybe because some months ago, I was in this same situation with Ethan! Minus the being pregnant part. But I think it’s safe to say that I’m the shittiest person out there. Why do I keep hurting the ones that love me.

I was in the bathroom washing my face when I heard my phone ringing in the living room. Patting my face dry, I walked into the living room, picking my phone up from the coffee table and taking a deep breathe before answering.

It was Grayson.

“Hello?” I answered.

“Y/N, you okay?” he asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” I replied. I knew why he was calling. He wanted to know what the results were for those pregnancy tests.

“Soooo…did you take them yet?” he asked, sounding nervous.

“Um yeah. I did.” I said, almost emotionless.

“So what did it say? Are you…pregnant?” he spoke at a whisper, pretty sure because he didn’t want Ethan to hear. 

I stayed quite for a bit picking at the lint balls on my leggings. There were so many thoughts going through my head. What are people going to say once this gets out. What were people going to think? What about Cameron? And Grayson’s girlfriend Gabriella. I can only begin to imagine how heart broken she’s going to be. One careless mistake can effect so many people, and so many things. 


“Y/N? You still there?” Grayson said through the end of the phone, causing me to break out of my thoughts.

“Yeah! Sorry, I’m here.” I said. 

“What did the test say?” he asked again. 

“I’m…Uh…It was negative.” I lied.

“We have nothing to worry about. I’m not pregnant.” I told Grayson, trying to force a fake smile, even though I knew he couldn’t see me. 

“Oh…Okay, cool.” Grayson said, but for some reason it seemed like he sounded a little upset. But why?

“Well I’m gonna go grab some pancakes with Ethan. I’ll talk to you later. ” Grayson said breaking the awkward silence between us on the phone.

“Ok, bye.” I said before hanging up. 

Was I stupid for lying to Grayson about being pregnant? Yes. But I knew that if I would’ve told him yes he would’ve went and break up with Gabriella. Bad enough I slept with her boyfriend, I didn’t want him to leave her because of me too. To be completely honest, I didn’t have Grayson involved with this. No doubt in my mind that’ll he’ll probably be an amazing dad, but Grayson was still young. He was a year younger than me. There was no way he can handle that kind of responsibility. Besides if I never came onto him that night, none of this would’ve happened. So in a way this is my fault. He shouldn’t have to suffer with the consequences. A baby would affect Grayson’s career. Affecting Grayson’s career also meant affecting Ethan’s career. Because lets be honest it’s just not the same if it was only one Dolan twin making videos. 

And obviously I have to tell Cameron. I mean I plan on telling him whenever he gets back from New York. No doubt that he’s going to break up with me, and honestly I don’t blame him. What kind of girlfriend gets drunk and cheats on her boyfriend with her ex boyfriend’s twin brother who also use to be her love affair. 

Jesus what kind of person am I? 


* * The Next Day * * 

I woke up this morning feeling like I was going to throw up. Not because I was having morning sickness. Thank god. But because I was going to the doctor today with Lena, to check on this baby that was growing inside of me.

Last night when Lena got home, I talked to her about what happened. My facetime call with Cameron, to him telling me he loves me, and about how I lied to Grayson, and told him I wasn’t pregnant. She gave me a lecture for about an hour, about how all of this will come back to bite me in the ass. Which I agree. There was no doubt in my mind about it. But I just didn’t want Grayson involved in this. He needed to just stay focus on his career. 

Just because Lena is my best friend, it doesn’t mean that she agrees with everything I do. That’s why I love her, because she’s never afraid to tell me how stupid I am. Sometimes I feel like she deserves a better friend than me. Someone who wouldn’t put her in the middle of all this crazy drama. But regardless of all my stupid decisions, she’s still here helping me through this, and I couldn’t have asked for a better friend. 

The doctor’s appointment was at 11. The office was about 20 minutes from where I lived, but with LA traffic we decided to leave 15 minutes early just in case. 

We arrived at the doctor’s office, and thankfully it was empty. We were the first ones there. I made sure to book an early appointment because I didn’t want anyone to see me, and than have pictures of be being at a baby doctor surface. Lena thought I was being over dramatic because every girl goes to the OB/GYN, it was normal. Maybe I was, a little over dramatic, but still I rather be safe than sorry. 

We sat in the waiting area, for about 10 minutes before the nurse called me back.

“Y/N?” the nurse called my name. 

I got up and followed the nurse to the back towards one of the rooms, with Lena following behind me. When we entered the room, the nurse handed me a little plastic container, and told me to give her a urine sample so she can test it to confirm that I was indeed pregnant. I went to the bathroom and did what I had to do, and brought her back the container. She instructed me to sit on the check up bed, and told me the doctor will come in a few minutes. 

Lena was sitting in the corner of the room reading through some magazine about giving birth. She kept showing me these pictures of  baby’s head coming out of a woman’s vagina, and every single hair on my body raised. I was about to get on my phone when the door opened, and in came a lady, very different, and older than the one before. She was wearing pink scrubs, and she had on a white lab count, so I’m assuming she was the doctor. 

“Dr. Johns, nice to meet you Y/N.” she said, holding out her hand.

“Nice to meet you as well Dr. Johns.” I repiled, grabbing her hand and giving it a gentle shake. 

She started asking me some simple questions about me, what I do for living. Questions about my health, and just your basic questions that anyone would get ask when they go to the doctor. She started putting on putting on some white latex gloves, and was setting up some big wheely computer machine towards the bed. 

“So the nurse did your urine test, and the result came back that you are pregnant. So we’re just going to go ahead and give you an ultrasound and see how far along this little peanut is. Sound good?” she said flashing me a smile. She was very sweet, so I wasn’t as nervous as I was this morning on the way here. 

She had me lay back on the bed, and told me to pull up my shirt, and unbutton my jeans. She poured this really cold jelly like substance all over my stomach, and used some kind of rectangular bar to spread it around my stomach. As she was dragging that thing around my stomach, she pointed at the monitor. 

“You see that little black circle in the middle?” she asked as she traced the figure on the monitor with her finger.

“Yes.” I said, looking at where she had her fingers.

“That’s your baby!” she said, sounding a little bit excited. 

I starred at the little black blob on monitor. That little black blob was my baby. It was going to end up being either my son or daughter. I feel like I’m suppose to be happy, but I wasn’t. To be honest I don’t know how I was feeling. I’m still shocked about even being pregnant. I used a condom for crying out loud. Like aren’t they suppose to prevent pregnancy? Not rip and send a baby into my uterus. 

“I take it that this wasn’t a planned pregnancy?” the doctor asked.

I didn’t say anything. I was a little embarrassed to be honest. I know teenage pregnancy happens all the time, but I couldn’t help feel a little stupid. I guess she took my silence as answer to her question,  because she started telling me about how a lot of pregnancy aren’t planned. Especially in girls my age. She asked me if I was considering getting an abortion, and I told her no. The idea crossed my mind, but no matter how hard this was going to be I would never do that. I made my bed, now I just gotta lay in it. Right?

Doctor Johns started telling me about all these different things that are going to start happening to my body, and about the different stages throughout pregnancy. I felt like I was in high school, sitting health class all over. 

She wiped my stomach with a towel, and told me I could sit up again. I buttoned up my jeans, and pulled down my shirt before sitting back up in the bed. She handed me a few pictures of the ultrasound. She circled the little black blob and wrote “Hi Mommy!” next to it. Cute.

“So Y/N. It looks like you’re exactly 4 weeks pregnant. So you only have 8 months to go.” she said, turning off the monitor and rolling back towards the wall.

“When is the baby gonna be born?” I asked looking down at the ultrasound picture she printed out for me.

“The baby’s due date is May 2nd. But it’s normal that she or he can come few days early.” she said, writing stuff down in her folder.

I looked over at Lena who looked just as shocked as I was. I honestly still have no clue what I’m feeling. I mean am I suppose to be happy? Or am I suppose to be mad? I guess my brain is still trying to process all of this. 

Doctor Johns explained to me how I needed to come back for a check up and an ultrasound every month until I start reaching the end of my pregnancy, than she’ll start seeing me every week until the baby gets here. It was still to early to figure out the sex of the baby. Doctor Johns told me I wouldn’t be able to figure it out till I was about 18 or 20 weeks. So when I’m 4 months. I always said that if I ever have a baby, I would want a girl. That way I can spoil her, and but her in a bunch of cute outfits. 

I wonder if this baby is going to look like me or Grayson. 

“You’re still not going to tell Grayson, are you?” Lena asked.

“No. I don’t want him to ruin his life because of a careless mistake, I caused him to make.” 

“I know its a fucked up situation, but you guys both agree to sleep with each other. It’s not like you raped him. So stop saying it’s your fault. This is his responsibility to. That’s his baby in there.” Lena said, as we were walking out of the doctor’s office, and towards the car. 

“Can we talk about this later? I’m starving.” I said trying to change the subject. I didn’t want to talk about this anymore. 

I pulled out of the parking lot, and headed to get something to eat, before heading back to the apartment.

1 month down, 8 more to go!

* * * *

We walked into the apartment, and the first thing I noticed was a familiar Dolce and Gabana backpack on the living room floor. It was Cameron’s. 

He’s home? 

He wasn’t suppose to be back till Saturday. I placed my purse on the kitchen island, and decided that I would go check mine and Cameron’s shared room to see if he was here.

I started to head out the kitchen and Cameron appeared right in front of me, in the kitchen archway. He stood there very still for a few seconds just starring at me. I wasn’t sure if he was gonna grab my face and start making out with me or what. 

He slowly held out his hand. I glanced down, and when I realized what he was holding I started to panic. He was holding a pregnancy test. I could’ve sworn I threw them all out. How the hell was there one left.

Good job Y/N. Is there a Teen Choice category for idiot of the year?

I looked at the test, and than back at Cameron. His face expression still hasn’t changed. He looked like a mannequin in a shopping window, I’m not even sure if he blinked. 

I heard keys jiggling behind me, followed by the front door slamming shut. I turned around and realized Lena had just left. This bitch just pulled a Houdini on me. I don’t blame her though. I would to, if I was her. I mean hell I kind of wish I could pull a Houdini right now and escape this situation but I knew I couldn’t. 

“Cameron I…I’m-” I tried to finish my sentence but he cut me off. 

“You’re pregnant?” he said. Looking at me with the same facial expression. 

I remained quite for a few seconds, thinking of a way to tell him. But before I could get my thoughts together he broke the silence.

“Oh my god! We’re having a baby!” he cheered, wrapping his arms around me, lifting me off the ground slightly, and spinning the both of us around.

Fuck. He thought we were having a baby.

He stopped spinning, and placed me back down on the ground. He grabbed my cheeks, and planted his lips onto mine. He pulled his lips away from mine, his hands still cuffed around both of my cheeks, and his forehead was against mine. 

“We’re having a baby!” he said quietly, as his lips curved up into a smile. His forehead was still rested on mine, and our were centimeters apart.  

His eyes were so filled with joy. He looked like a little kid in a toy store, after their parents tells them they can get whatever they want.

“Cam…I have to tell you something.” I said. 

“So tell me.” he said, tucking back a strand of loose hair behind my ear.

I knew I needed to tell him the truth. But he just looked so happy, how was I suppose to just ruin the moment, and crush his heart right now.

“Y/N? What is it babe?” Cameron asked, placing a finger under my chin and titling it up so my eyes can meet his.

“Well I - I’m…We’re having a baby!” 

BTS reaction to you (as their little sister) dating

Can I have a BTS reaction (If you do them) where you are there little sister and one of the members start dating And if not Bts, got7

Disclaimer: I normally do more gender neutral based works but yolo lmao

Got7 Version here

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Seokjin: How old are they? When did you meet?

Seokjin would be over the moon to be honest that his little sister had found someone who made them happy. He’d want to know every little detail about how you met and what they’re like. 

Originally posted by nnochu

Yoongi: You’re not dating them till I meet and approve

I can 100 percent see Yoongi being more overprotective than the other members if he discovered you’re in a relationship with someone. He’d want only the best to ever deserve your heart. 

Originally posted by notjhope

Hoseok: Am I allowed to kindly remind them not to hurt you or?

Hoseok would jokingly be overprotective but he would still worry about your heart being broken. Hoseok would smile to himself randomly sometimes if he thought about your relationship, knowing his baby sister had found someone. 

Originally posted by forjimin

Namjoon: If you really like each other then i’m all for it

The only clarification Namjoon would need is to know if the pair of you really liked each other. He’d only want you to be in a loving relationship and nothing more. 

Originally posted by bwipsul

Jimin: You too look really cute together

Heck if anything I could see Jimin being the most jealous that his little sister was in such a cute relationship. Seeing the pair of you together would make Jimin so happy as he watches how adorable you act together. 

Originally posted by bwipsul


Taehyung would be so proud in a way lmao, he’d want to meet whoever took your heart as soon as he’d hear the news. Taehyung like Jimin would be so happy to see you and your significant other together. 

Originally posted by nnochu

Jungkook: As long as you’re happy Y/N

Jungkook probably wouldn’t approve of you being in a relationship straight away, like Yoongi he’d take a little longer to warm up to the idea of you dating a little. Jungkook wouldn’t take long to come around though, seeing how happy you were with your relationship

God, this finale is so much more enjoyable the 2nd time around.

Honestly, I appreciate that the showrunners resisted the urge to go dark. I love that they ended on a hopeful note. I love that every character was able to find peace in the end. In this day and age, its downright bold to go for the (conditionally) heartwarming ending.

Things I loved:

- I love the way Captain Flint went full hero in the end to save madi and salvage his partnership with Silver
- I love that, in the end, both Silver and Flint behaved in a way that was consistent with the the way they’ve been characterized from the very start: Silver, for as long as we’ve known him, has been a schemer and Flint has been vengeful.
- I love that Flint found his way back to Thomas
Some will say that it was all too convenient and pat? But idgaf. It was beautiful. And appropriate imo.

- I loved the final scene between flint and silver. I loved that Flint just…laid himself bare. His controlled rage over losing his foothold on the war and his revenge was EVERYTHING
- I love that they gave Madi room to be angry with Silver. Her wrath was short lived (thank god) but it was true to what we know of her as a character. As much as I enjoyed the Flint + Madi friendship, I absolutely fucking hated the way he framed this war to Madi–as a winnable and worthwhile effort–and I hated that she took him at his word. Because he knew better. As a former Navy admiral with in-depth knowledge of British military systems, he had to fucking know better. He had to know on some level that this war was a fucking death march - that it was a completely symbolic, but ultimately fruitless effort. You can’t wrest control of a powerful empire without the help of an equally powerful empire - he knew that. But…as Silver said, we are irrational where we are vulnerable - and heaven knows that this war (and the painful losses that powered it it) is Flint’s chief vulnerability. For Flint, this war wasn’t about power–it was about destruction. Dude “wanted to see the world burn.” Love that Silver called him on this at the end.

- I love that Silver didn’t lie to Madi. I love that he was 100 percent honest with her. I LOVE that he’s been orchestrating this grand cockblock this entire time KNOWING (knowing!!!!!) that he might save madi’s life but still yet lose HER FOREVER. I have said that Silver loves Madi selfishly–and I still think that’s true. BUT in sabotaging this war, he put her life ahead of all else–even his own happiness. Good shit. Otp otp otp otp!!!

- I love that Madi showed up on that cliff in the end. I love, love love that Silver, true to his word, waited for her to understand and forgive him. The final shot of them on the bluffs was fucking breathtaking. Can’t wait to gif it.

I’ll talk about the things I didn’t love later. Tonight I’m happy - gonna bask in that feeling for a while. G'night!


BTS as HS Teachers!au - the students love them, other teachers love them, let’s be real, everyone loves them (cue daily shenanigans of beagle line pranking around, namjin a hundred and one percent utterly done and yoongi probably recording in the background.)

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hiccstrid, failed date

(hapless) romantic

Vikings were not the sort of people who appreciated being snuck up on.

Astrid Hofferson appreciated it even less than the average Viking, and whoever had the bright idea to yank her into a dark alcove as she left the Dragon Academy for the night had apparently forgotten this fact.

Astrid stumbled over her feet, momentarily caught off balance, but regained her bearings quick enough, her temper already starting to smolder. The semi-finals for the dragon racing championship was tomorrow and if the twins thought playing dirty would get her out of the race this year, they had another thing coming.

However, the vicious choke-hold and imminent pummeling she expected didn’t come. Instead, her attacker wound his arms around her waist and pulled her flush against him in an intimate embrace, abruptly making it clear that this wasn’t about sabotage at all. He tilted his head toward hers, clearly angling for a kiss, and her irritation immediately grew into a white hot fury. .

Ugh. Hadn’t that muttonhead Snotlout learned his lesson the last time he tried to corner her for a so-called romantic interlude? That idiot never knew when to stop. Well, if he wanted another black eye, she certainly wouldn’t deny him the pleasure.

Astrid was in motion before his lips could do anything more than brush against hers. She stomped on his foot with her heavy boots and buried her elbow in his stomach after he let go of her, wrenching a satisfyingly familiar groan of pain out of him. She smashed in his nose for good measure with her palm, and then took a step back, shaking out her fist, inordinately pleased with herself.

But as her eyes adjusted to the dimness, she noticed that the shadowy figure in front of her didn’t have Snotlout’s distinctive, muscled bulk and horned helmet perched on his head. He was much leaner and — well, he would be taller, if he wasn’t currently hunched over and hobbling on one leg in pain. Either way, he certainly wasn’t Snotlout and in fact, he looked an awful lot like…

Hiccup?” she asked, flabbergasted. “How — what — ?”

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I was disappointed at Comic-Con to find virtually NO Jesus merch. AMC hasn’t released any official Paul Rovia shirts or anything. I got the funko pop and the only two Jesus drawings at all of C2E2 but I was still bummed and so I complained about it to my artist friend @youremyfanart.
She said she could put her Tom Payne drawing on a shirt for me. It came in the mail yesterday and I’m so happy. Thankyou for humoring me and my most recent obsession, side note Mind gamers a movie Tom was in just came out finally and it’s amazing. Beautifully done very interesting , some REALLY good writing, y all should check it out if you like philosophy and human consciousness. All the science in it is 100 percent certifiably real.

Saw Moana in... flemish...

So after seeing Moana in English (twice), I took my 5 year old nephew to see it yesterday, and since he only speaks Dutch, we went to see the Flemish version. (In the northern half of Belgium we also speak Dutch, but with a few little changes in pronunciation. Compare it to American and British English. Dutch people understand Flemish people and the other way around, but sometimes there might be a word that baffles the other.)

Anyways, Moana in Flemish. I was afraid I was going to hate it and be very bothered by it, but I actually enjoyed it a lot! The translations aren’t 100 percent correct, but that gives more inspiration in a way. Here are some things I noticed:

  • Tamatoa and Maui fans will be happy to know that in the scene where Moana dresses up as bait, she literally says “I bet you two were best friends” “Yup, until I ripped his leg off.”
  • During “How Far I’ll Go”, it was like I could lip read the English version still. I remember never noticing a movie had been animated for English when it was still 2D, but these lips move so naturally here. I actually wonder if deaf people would be able to lip read from these characters now? Animation is just so good.
  • In the scene where Moana meets Maui and Maui goes “Maui is a hero to all, not a guy girl thing”, the translation bothered me most, I suppose. They made it “Maui is a hero to all mankind. And to animals too. To all!” 
  • When Moana says “I am self-taught”, it was translated to “I am an autodidact”, which makes me bet not a kid has understood what she said. (or Maui, for that matter.)
  • All the songs were subtitled as well. I had never seen that before in the cinema, that they subtitle (in Dutch), the songs that were already Dutch. The rest of the movie wasn’t subtitled.
  • I’m a bit of a Hooked Wayfinder shipper, and there is one line that gave me chills because it’s just… shippery while the English version isn’t. In “How Far I’ll Go”, the line “And it seems like it’s calling out to me: so come find me” is literally: “En het lijkt wel of iemand naar me roept, kom ontdek me.” - which translates to “And it seems like someone’s calling out to me: come and find me” - which gave me shipper feels <3 [Link to the Flemish song]
  • In “we know the way”, they literally sing “We are the wayfinders, we look for islands here across the sea, (owe owe), we never unlearned (ontwennen = basically means that you remain used to something, there is no literal translation for it in English) our home (so they say they always remained use to their home no matter how long they left it), the road to home is well known, the right way. We sail to a new horizon and continue to pass the stories of our ancestors.” - which I really loved as a translation.  
  • “You’re Welcome” literally translates to “Graag gedaan”, which is what he initially says the first time, but singing “Graag gedaan” would be weird, with the G being in it three times. Wouldn’t sound nice. So they made it “Geen Dankje” - which means “No thanks!” (You don’t need to thank me.)
  • In Flemish, Maui’s voice is done by Sean Dhondt - who is a musician from the band Nailpin and has quite a few tattoos himself. {link to song}
  • In Dutch, Maui’s voice is done by Rene van Kooten - who played Gaston in the Dutch Beauty and the Musical (Back when I saw it in 2006). (Which is SOOOO appropriate. To have a cocky-Gaston-like voice doing Maui.) {Link to song}
  • Moana’s voice in Flemish is done by Laura Tesoro, She represented Belgium at the Eurovision festival last year with a kick ass song (and came in 5th or something) - What’s the Pressure - {give it a listen!}
Harry Potter and The Cursed Child



-Scorpius is a total geek
-Albus is gay af
-Harry isn’t a perfect father
-Ginny is still a bamf
-Draco is trying SO DAMN HARD to be a good dad, especially after his wife died
-James and Lily jr. are adorable rays of sunshine
-Harry loves his kids and his wife and his job and is happy
-Rose is an even more confident version of Hermione.
-Rose is also probably such a protective big sister to Hugo
-The Trolley Witch is crazy af
-Ginny is a fierce mama bear
-Harry is a fierce papa bear
-“How to distract Scorpius from difficult emotional issues. Take him to a library.”
-“Mainly I wanted to be happy.”
-“I’m proud he carries my name.”
-“They were great men with huge flaws, and you know what— those flaws almost made them greater.”
-“My geekness is a-quivering.”
-“I’m Rubeus Hagrid, and I’m going to be your friend whether you like it or not.”
-“People think they know all there is to know about you, but the best bits of you are — have always been — heroic in the really quiet ways.”
-“Keep up, old man.”
“We’re the same age, Draco.”
“I wear it better.”
-“It is exceptionally lonely, being Draco Malfoy.”
-Harry and Albus are basically the same person they are so similar
-Shows that using a time turner –even if your intentions are good– is NEVER AN OKAY IDEA
-Professor McGonagall still takes no one’s shit
-Voldemort had a daughter (with Bellatrix LeStrange, like, what?) and she is as incapable of love as he is
-Everyone was there for Harry as he watched his parents die
-“I asked out Rose Granger-Weasley.”
“And she said no.”
“But I asked her. I planted the acorn. The acorn that will grow into our eventual marriage.”
-Even though Scorpius found a reality where he was admired, he changed it back to normal because he his such a brave and excellent bean
-Scorpius Malfoy in general
-Ron always standing up for his loved ones because Ron
-Harry still blaming himself for everything but Ginny promising that it isn’t his fault
-Harry realizing that he’s made mistakes
-Albus realizing that his dad never wanted any fame, and loves his son no matter what
-Harry and Albus getting past their problems because they love each other
-Albus being proud to be like his father
-Hermione to this day being the real leader of the trio
-Just everything really

Jimin's Wedding

Before I start, I just wanted to say thank you all so so much for 1,400 followers!! It’s honestly mindblowing but I sincerely thank all of you but now onto an actual angel, one half of the Busan line, Park Jimin aka chim aka I am all for the park tummy being a thing I’m all for him being happy and healthy regardless of what he looks like but can I just talk about how adorable the tummy is bc god damn

  • Proposal here
  • Husband!Jimin here
  • Honeymoon here
  • Okay so I have this head canon that I’m like 99.9 percent sure is canon
  • But the head canon is that when Jimin falls in love he falls d e e p
  • So honestly when you say yes to marrying him you’ve just made like his entire life
  • He tends to randomly just kinda look over at you and smile really goofily and it’s kinda ?? can I help you I’m trying to eat a muffin here
  • He’s just like ily thank you for saying yes I’ll be the best husband ever I promise
  • It’s honestly really endearing bc you’ll literally just be sitting there doing nothing and the next thing you know he’s confessing his love for you
  • He helps out as much as he possibly can
  • If you’ll let him help plan it, he’s helping
  • He absolutely loves being able to help bc he gets to watch his wedding slowly be pieced together
  • Jimin makes me think of spring
  • I think for the same reasons as Jin, winter being too cold, summer being too hot and autumn being filled with holidays and events, he would choose a spring wedding
  • It would most likely be in May
  • His best man would obviously be Tae
  • These two are such close friends that when they propose to their loves, it’s really not even a question
  • Tbh Tae isn’t even asked to be the best man
  • Jimin tells him about the proposal and he’s just like sweet what do I do first should I help you find your suit
  • Despite being energetic and basically being a giant 5 year old, Tae would take his job seriously
  • He’s grown up with Jimin, he’s watched him fall in love with you and he’s watched you fall in with him
  • He wants nothing more than to make this a page out of a fairytale book
  • So instead of goofing off like some may think he would, he genuinely dedicates his time to planning whatever Jimin needs help with
  • He helps keep Jimin stress free and excited
  • Jimin can sometimes have a short temper and he’s a pretty emotional person
  • There would be a few times where something went wrong, like they had misheard him when he ordered his suit and sent him a bright blue one
  • It was only a week before the wedding and Jimin was v v close to losing it but Tae just came in and immediately ordered another, this time in black like chim wanted
  • He helps chim calm down bc along with you, he’s the only person who knows how
  • The wedding would be amazing
  • Jimin’s made a few logs on the beach and he always seems so happy to be there back in his hometown on the beaches he probably grew up with so I think he would love to include a beach somehow
  • Reception or ceremony wouldn’t matter but he does point out it’d be difficult for people to dance properly on the sand
  • It would be a lot of red based colors, in a mix of shades
  • Red of course, orange, pink
  • It actually matched the sunset which happened not too shortly after you two exchanged vows and rings
  • You were about to watch the beautiful sunset with your new husband but he was honestly too busy looking at you to pay attention
  • He would like to keep up the tradition of not seeing each other before the wedding but it doesn’t stop him from trying to sneak a few peeks
  • He goes over to the room to give you a water bottle and a lil plate of snacks bc like I said he loves you v v much and wouldn’t mind taking care of you for the rest of his life if you let him
  • When he knocks on the door, he can hear the tears in your voice, hearing that yet another thing had gone wrong and it had been too much for you
  • Traditions were the last thing on his mind in that moment so he kinda just runs in and is just immediately wrapping you up in his arms
  • None of your friends make him leave or whine about you two not seeing each other bc this was more important
  • They leave to give you a bit of privacy since everyone knows Jimin knows you like the back of his hand and can easily calm you down
  • Tbh even just being in his arms calms your heartbeat bc his arms are so strong and tightly wrapped around you and you know that nothing in that moment could hurt you bc Jimin’s there
  • He gives you a second to catch your breath and then his soft lil voice is mumbling sweet nothings to get you back to being happy
  • He doesn’t leave until he’s absolutely 100 percent sure you’re okay that you still want this
  • Amidst his worrying over making your tears stop, he doesn’t even notice what you’re wearing so when he does see you the next time it’s like the first
  • He definitely cries during the vows
  • But to be fair his vows are really sweet and meaningful
  • It’s filled with things only you would understand, comments and jokes that were just between you two
  • The first kiss is honestly one of the sweetest kisses he’s ever given you
  • His kisses are already sweet to begin with but you’re both crying just a lil bit (happy tears of course) and he’s so so gentle and it’s just like wow man
  • Jimin’s wedding would just be emotional for everyone bc they all got to watch you two grow up together, become best friends and then eventually lovers
  • Side note, Jimin’s father does get his dinner, much to Yoongi’s amusement

anonymous asked:

Hey man. Nobody deserves to be misgendered. That person was just rude and wrong. Don't let it upset you. I know it's just "normal" when you're trans but it's still 100 percent wrong of them to do that. Nobody deserves to be misgendered. I hope you will cheer up soon. Until then, go play with some cute kittens and puppies at the shelter or read a nice book and drink some tea. I dunno, do whatever makes you feel happy!

Thank you so incredibly much, anon… and I would like to expand upon this and not just make it about me, but every trans or nonbinary person who may be out there. What the anon says is crucial for everybody to understand and accept.

blueelectricangels replied to your post “blueelectricangels: I’m lying on the couch trying desperately to…”

it was wayfaring stranger and i am still fist-shaking at u

if you could see my face right now

i’m so happy

no regrets.

everyone’s gonna get dragged into this ffandom eventually its a slippery slope please enjoy your stay i could always use another friend down here.

also PWS just an amazing fic in general i could cry about it FOREVER its one of my current all time favourites (its two of my favourite things in this stupid stupid fandom, okay, MT!Prompto and dad!Cor, im SO WEAK for those, they give me LIFE)

anonymous asked:

Girl, I need advise. when I first started talking to my man he said he was into rough sex and talking dirty like tying me up all the good shit and some other kinks. Now we’ve been together about a year and he’s 100 percent vanilla. Like anal is the craziest thing he wants and his version of talking dirty is “you like that” I thought he was just a little shy but apparently he’s actually not really into any of it. I’m bored but he still has my heart. Idk is it a trash move to dip because of this?

I mean,.. its your relationship idk anything about it besides this lil negative BUT sex is very important and more to some than others. you deserve happiness and its on u to decide if thats super detrimental to ur life or not. you dont want to waste ur time but also im positive theres a bunch of good qualities about this person too so idk

They’ve both unfollowed each other on instagram and twitter. As much as we’d love to think it was a glitch, I think it was intentional. Take it as you want, but I’m going to take this as a ‘sign’ that they’ve broken up. I think I need to tell myself that they’ve broken up as the constant wondering of “are they together/have they broken up” that’s been happening in the last few weeks is causing me too much anxiety. Breakups are never easy and it’s hard to try to recover when there’s a constant reminder of the other person. Maybe they haven’t broken up and are just taking a break and just need some space and will be back together before we know it.

I hope they’ll be able to be friends, they made each other so happy for so long. I hope the breakup will be a lesson for them, whether or not they get back together. I hope everyone will be respectful and not constantly asking them where the other one is or why they’re no longer together. I hope they’ll be happy together or apart, they both deserve happiness. I hope everyone will continue to love them individually.

Please don’t hate me for this post, I’m just throwing out my own thoughts, trying to get closure. Whether or not they’ve broken up, I need to let go. For a little while now shipping them has caused me a lot more anxiety than happiness. Grester used to give me so much happiness when I was having horrible anxiety and stress, but now it’s the other way around.

I still love them individually and hope the best for both of them. Don’t drown yourselves in the sad moments, remember all the happy times. The good times overpower the sad ones. Remember Hawaii, 40 hands, New York, New Year’s Eve, Italy, whisper challenge, France, morning snats, Costa Rica, the chapstick challenge, Santorini, GHTMHTV, pranking, Finland, candy apple challenge, body parts challenge, Bonnaroo, Side Effects, “my ‘you’ for being 100 percent”, “my 100 percent for being you”, bowling, #blessed, Valentine’s Day, family ‘business’ calls, and a whole lot more.  Just because a relationship is over, it doesn’t mean that it was all bad.

It’s been fun.

anonymous asked:

Could you do a prompt where you're Scotts sister and you're going out on a date with Stiles but you're nervous and even though Scotts not 100 percent ok with his best friend dating his sister you still need his advice and he gives it and its cute brother/sister bonding ? sorry this is really long my English is not all that good I don't know how to shorten it I love you guys also btw !

Originally posted by croatoancian

Reluctantly, you knocked on Scott’s door, “Scott, can I talk to you about something?”

He opened the door a second later, a frown on his face, “Shouldn’t you be getting ready for your date?” He asked, somewhat sourly. Scott wasn’t too happy that you and Stiles were dating. It wasn’t yet serious between you two but it was slowly progressing. Though Scott was glad it wasn’t someone like Jackson you were dating, he still had an issue with you dating Stiles.

You sighed, “It’s about that…” He let you in and you sat on his bed, he sat beside you, looking at you curiously, “I’m just so nervous, Scott. I know you don’t want to talk about this stuff and usually I talk to mom about it but… I really like Stiles, like really like him, and I just don’t want to mess it up.”

Scott sighed heavily, looking almost semi uncomfortable that you were having this talk, but he nodded, “You know, Stiles really likes you, too.” He mumbled eventually, “He told me last week.”

“He did?” The smile on your face made Scott smile slightly too. You were just so happy and that was plainly obvious.

“Yeah… You don’t have to be someone else. You can be totally yourself around Stiles, that’s why he likes you. He likes you for you, (y/n). You’re amazing so just be yourself and relax… I know I don’t seem very supportive of it - you and Stiles - but I’m glad that he makes you happy. I know he wouldn’t hurt you.”

You smiled, “Thanks, Scotty.”

He pressed a soft kiss on your forehead, “He might be my best friend but just remind him that if he does hurt you, I’ll kick his ass.”

That’s because pop, as a musical genre, is most precisely defined by what it isn’t: not country, not rock, and not rap. Swift isn’t any of those, but she isn’t 100 percent pop, either — she’s still too unique, too identifiably herself.
—  EW’s Review of TS 1989. Taylor is her own genre.