because i haven’t seen enough of these around and i am so here for angst:
“today was the first family gathering i’ve been to since we broke up and my little cousin that absolutely adored you asked where you were and i had to lock myself in the bathroom and sit in the tub for a half an hour and look through a folder on my phone of pictures i took of you to feel okay again¨ AU
¨i still have your phone number memorized even though i haven’t called you since we split and somehow i remembered it even though i’ve had like six shots of bourbon and hey, i know you’re pissed that you’re here at this dingy club at 3 in the morning to pick my drunk ass up, but you have to admit that’s pretty impressive¨ AU
“i’m pretty sure if taylor swift and i were in a competition of who could write the most breakup songs in one night, i’d win by a landslide because i still set two plates out for dinner even though i eat alone and it’s almost pathetic because we’ve been broken up for ages but i’m still not over you” AU
“so i know we haven’t talked in like, two years, and that things ended pretty badly between us but what the fuck do you mean you’re engaged to be married¨ AU
“yes, i know this is your sweatshirt and that we broke up five months ago but it’s really comfy okay. i totally don’t wear it because like it still smells like you or is the only thing that even remotely feels like home since i moved out. pfft. absolutely not.” AU
“look, i know we agreed to be friends and everything but that’s what everyone says when they break up. i can’t take you asking me for advice on how to ask out the new person you’re interested in, okay? it’s killing me” AU
“oh hi, totally didn’t expect to see you here at this one hole in the wall coffee shop literally no one in the entire world besides you knows about. what a coincidence.” AU
“it´s my [insert family relation here]´s wedding and seeing all these happy couples is killing me and all i can think about is how this was almost us” AU (bonus: “i know that it’s two in the morning and i’m dressed really formally and a little (a lot) bit drunk but i couldn’t stop thinking about you after my grandma asked how you were doing also can i come in it’s freezing out here”)
“i still have your sister’s scarf and i know it’s stupid but i’ve been hoping maybe one day you’ll come by and pick it up so we’ll be forced to talk again because i haven’t seen you in months and i’m maybe kinda sorta still in love with you” AU
“i know we were never officially together or anything but seeing that picture you posted on [insert social media] with him/her literally felt like you carved my heart out of my chest and stomped on it and i’m not really sure why i’m leaving this voicemail but my pillow still smells like you and i miss your stupid face” AU
“we have a lot of mutual friends so we see each other more than two broken up people usually do and i know we’re not really close anymore but you’re wearing that stupid (adorable) hat you always wore when you were upset so tell me what’s wrong because it’s literally killing me to see you look so sad” AU
“so like, i know we broke up and stuff but funny story, i haven’t told my family yet and they just assumed you’d be coming with me for [insert family celebration] and i really don’t know how to tell them and i know this is really selfish but i can’t break my great grandma’s heart like that, she’ll probably have a heart attack and– wait what? you’d do that for me? holy shit, i love you… wait–” AU
“i found your box of letters underneath my bed last night and because i’m a nosy motherfucker i decided to read them and it turns out they were all addressed to me and the last one was dated the day you moved out and i’m not quite sure why i thought this would be a good idea but here i am, standing on your doorstep, wondering why the fuck we’re not together anymore” AU
“well this is really awkward considering the last time we saw each other, i was screaming at you to never talk to me again, but like, my dog recognized you all the way across the park and literally dragged me over here because she misses you so hi” AU
kim seokjin x reader genre/warnings—
smut, angst words—
you’ve been lusting after your
brother’s best friend for a while now, ever since you met him at a house party,
flirting it up a storm as you failed to realise who the other was. That was
months ago now and things are still awkward, but you can’t ignore the sexual
tension that’s simmers between the two of you…and it keeps getting worse…
Summary: Billy punches somebody who deserves it this time.
Author’s Note: Based on the cafeteria scene from A Walk To Remember. Short, sweet, and to the point. Not exactly a masterpiece but it’s cute. Fuck you Tommy H. Causing all kinds of problems.
I shifted my books as they rested on my hip. I stepped into the cafeteria, swiftly becoming cognizant of dozens of sets of eyes trained on me. I glanced up to see them stifling their laughter. They each held a piece of paper in their hands. I assumed it was just an invitation another party that I hadn’t been invited to.
I was never the most popular girl. Sure, I was first picked for group projects. Everybody knew I was a pushover and would do the whole thing myself. I can’t claim my social prestige had gotten any better since becoming Billy Hargrove’s girlfriend. Maybe it was jealousy, or maybe it was just the cruelty of teenagers.
I peered over the shoulders of a couple girls that sat at their table. The flyer they were holding had my yearbook photo cropped over the body of some girl in a bathing suit. Across the photo, the word ‘virgin’ was scrawled.
I felt stupid for letting it upset me, but it did. It had somehow gotten out that I didn’t feel comfortable sleeping with Billy yet. And it was by no fault of his own. One of his jackass friends was spying on us while we were making out in his car.
But like, look at me and tell me Kirishima wouldn’t be the type of kid that just. tags his friends in every wholesome meme he finds on facebook. Even if we only count the bakusquad as his bffs, I can totally see him tagging the four of them under some “Tag the people you can always count on!!!” picture.
Kaminari would probably reply with some stupid overused meme, Mina uses stickers, Sero replies with tons of smiley faces and Bakugou’d be like “HOW THE FUCK DO I REMOVE THE TAG I HATE YOU DON’T TAG ME IN THIS STUPID SHIT”
(it appears on Izuku’s feedback and he’s like “you have to go on your activity log Kacchan :)” “DON’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO”)
Summary: You and Bucky are going to the mission. What are they going to do if everything is not going well? Warnings: fluff, a little angst, and mention of smut
A/N: Here, another Bucky Barnes story I wrote.I hope you like it.Guys, English isn’t my native language. Please warn me if I have made any grammar or spelling errors.Meanwhile, don’t hesitate to text and say your opinions. I take requests btw.With love.x
“What you need is sex. Pure passionate s-e-x. "I looked at her with my eyes that couldn’t believe she had spelled the last word. My body was suffering from the workout. The hair I gathered was scattered, and a few tufts fell on my forehead. The sports bra I wore started to disturb.
"Only you can talk about sex at six in the morning.” Natasha leaned against the wall of the gym, scrutinizing her manicured hands.