the guy i took this joke from is gonna be mad as shit

just a bet part ii

hey!

sorry this took way longer than i wanted (writers block LOLLLL)

but anyway yeah this is lowkey a filler kinda chapter but i like it

enjoy!

summary:  beverly bets richie he can’t get with the new kid, eddie, in under three months. richie disagrees

pairing: richie and eddie

words: 1698

part one, three, four, five


2 months and 26 days remaining

Richie walked into school that day, feeling more confident and happy than he had been in a while. It was odd, yes, but he enjoyed the feeling more than it worried him. He approached his locker, finding Beverly leaning against it. “Why, hello, Beverly. Nice to join me this wonderful morning.”

Beverly snickered. “So, I’m guessing it went well? He show up?”

Richie nodded. “Of course he did!” Richie said, a small smile playing on his lips. “I woo-ed him so good he came to my game and we got ice cream after.”

She chuckled, pushing her hair behind her ear. “I gotta admit, Tozier, you’ve got game.”

He scoffed. “Mrs. Marsh! I’ve always had game, thank you very much. I pride myself in all of my lovable characteristics.”

“Like you have any of those.” Beverly retorted.

“I have so many of those!” Richie defended. “So many, in fact, that we’re getting ice cream after school today.”

Beverly raised an eyebrow. “That sounds suspiciously gay.”

Richie rolled his eyes and chuckled a little. “What an assumption.” He closed his locker and started to walk towards English, where they’d discuss the bet with Bill and Stan.

Beverly sighed. “You know, Eddie isn’t even that attractive. Why didn’t I make you go after like… Mike or something.”

“I like Mike as a friend, Bev, plus Eds is cute from my personal opinion,” Richie said back, sitting down at his table.

“Did you just call him Eds? And cute? Gee, if I didn’t know any better, I would suggest you liked this Eddie Kaspbrak.” Beverly grinned, sitting down in her chair.

Richie shook his head. “I don’t like him. It’s just a bet, that’s all.”

But was it? Richie never felt like he did around Eddie around anyone else. It was weird how oddly happy he was, giddy even. Do I like him?

No. Richie shook his head a bit as if to get the thought out of his head. He didn’t like Eddie like that. This was a bet and that’s all. Just a bet.

Eddie walking through the main hallway, weaving through the many students walking the other direction. Richie had texted Eddie and asked- well- demanded that they go get ice cream again. He wasn’t opposed to it as Richie was paying, but he did find it odd. Everyone was saying Richie was a horrible guy but he didn’t understand where that notion was coming from. He seemed so nice. Annoying, yes, but nice.

“Eds!” Eddie heard as he approached Richie who was leaning against his old, beat-up truck. He rolled his eyes. “Don’t call me that.”

Richie chuckled, reaching in his truck’s open window to unlock it. “Hop in, Eddie Spaghetti.”

Eddie rolled his eyes, opening the squeaky passenger seat door and sitting down. He clicked the belt buckle into place as he looked over at Richie. “Don’t call me that either.”

Richie scoffed. “Then what am I gonna call you?”

“Gee, I don’t know, what about Eddie?” He retorted sassily.

Richie acted like he was pondering it, stroking an invisible beard. “Nah.”

Eddie rolled his eyes again.

“If you keep rolling your eyes, they’ll roll right out of their sockets.” He joked, pushing the car key into the ignition and turning the car on.

“I think I’d like that so I don’t have to do it anymore.”

Eddie tried to hide his smile as Richie laughed, turning into the parking lot of the ice cream shop. Richie turned the truck off, hopping out of it quick enough to open Eddie’s door before he could.

Eddie raised an eyebrow. “I can open the door by myself, you know.”

“I do, however, I am being gentlemanly,” Richie responded.

Eddie resisted the urge to roll his eyes and got out of the truck, following behind Richie who had already started walking towards the door. He opened the door for Eddie, who eyed Richie and mumbled that “he could still open the door himself.”

Richie walked up the counter. The worker, whose nametag said, Rachel. “Oh, Richie, hey!” She gave him a warm smile.

Richie gave her a grin. “Hey, how are you?”

“I’m good. I’m about to get off work in a bit… maybe if you’re free if you’d like to hang out at my place?”

“Well-”

“Oh, c’mon, it’d be fun!”

Eddie watched his conversation from where he was standing behind Richie and he felt his blood boil. Why was he so angry? It was like someone had turned a switch on in him and he immediately felt the need to interject. “He’s not.”

“Excuse me?” She turned to look at Eddie.

“He’s not free.” He repeated. “He’s here with me.”

Richie had a shit-eating grin on his face. “I am here with Eddie Spaghetti.” He said, throwing his arm around Eddie’s shoulder. The girl’s face dropped and it was replaced with one of disgust. “You’re dating him? Really, Richie? You can do so much better than that.”

Richie scoffed. “Well, it’s not really your place, now is it? Maybe I should tell your boyfriend that you’ve tried to cheat on him with me. Twice. Now, that is someone who can do better.”

Rachel narrowed her eyes. “You wouldn’t dare.”

“Wouldn’t I?” Richie responded, a smirk growing on his face. “Remember when Bella Richardson tried to do the same thing you’re doing? You wrote slut on her locker last month when, big shocker, you were doing the same damn thing! Now, can I order or what?”

She let out a long, frustrated sigh before looking up at a grinning Richie. “What do you want?”

“Finally! I’ll have one scoop of chocolate and Eddie will have one scoop of mint chocolate chip.” He said, handing her a five dollar bill. She gave Richie his change and got the ice cream, sliding it over to them with a fake smile on her face. “Have a nice day.”

Richie gave her one right back, handing Eddie his bowl and walking outside with him. “Wow, Eds, I didn’t think you had it in ya to get jealous like that. Also, mint is gross and tastes like toothpaste. I don’t know how you eat it.”

Eddie nearly choked on his ice cream. “What?”

“I said, mint is gro-”

“Not that! I was not jealous, Tozier.”

“Then what was it?” He asked, looking both ways before crossing the road. “I sure think it was something.”

“I was dealing with her for you,” Eddie replied, following next to him. “Besides, why would I be jealous? I don’t even like you. I only came because you paid.”

Richie gasped. “You don’t like me? Gee, Eds, I thought with all the blushing you’ve been doing that you did.”

Eddie felt his face heat up. “Shut the fuck up. I do not like you, hear me?”

Richie grinned. “Hear ya loud n’ clear.”

“Also, mint does not taste like toothpaste. Have you ever even tried it? It tastes nothing like-” Eddie’s ramble was cut short as he nearly tripped and landed right on his face. Richie reached out, grabbing Eddie’s waist to prevent him from falling. He had dropped his ice cream in the process.

Richie stood Eddie upright and scowled. “I have no ice cream now because of you.”

Eddie was blushing like mad, his stomach had tightened up into knots. All Richie had done was catch him, why did he feel so euphoric? Eddie made a face and handed Richie his. “Try it.”

Richie shook his head.

“Try it!”

“Damn, alright.” He said, taking the spoon from Eddie and putting a small amount of the green ice cream in his mouth. “Okay, I take my previous statement back. That is good.”

Richie hopped into the driver’s seat, turning the car on and immediately turning the radio on as well. He turned the knob up, the speakers sounding like they were on the verge of breaking. “I love this song!”

Eddie raised an eyebrow. “Africa? You like.. Africa?”

Richie scoffed. “Of course I do!”

Eddie watched as Richie drove, singing the lyrics obnoxiously loudly. He was mumbling the lyrics under his breath. There was a red light as the chorus approached and Richie took the opportunity to look to Eddie. “C’mon! Sing it, I know you know it!”

Eddie looked over at him as it started. “It’s gonna take a lot to take me away from you!” Richie sang, pointing at Eddie.

He smiled, blushing a bit. “There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do!”

Richie grinned. “I bless the rains down in Africa! Gonna take some time to do the things we never had!”

Eddie felt a wave of happiness fall over him. He didn’t know why he felt this way around Richie. In that moment, watching the other boy sing off-key and way too loudly, that he liked Richie. He really did.

Richie snuck a glance over at Eddie, to find him smiling to himself. This caused him to smile as well, continuing to sing the song until it was over. A foreign feeling washed over Richie as he watched the smaller boy drum to the beat in the air with his hands. He couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face. Was this just a bet?

Richie nearly crashed the car with the thought of that. Of course, it was just a bet. He didn’t like Eddie, it was only for the bet. Sure, he was a cool guy and all but Richie had no romantic feelings for him.

Or did he? He couldn’t contain his smiles around him and he felt more compelled to be with Eddie.

But it was just a stupid bet. That’s all it’ll ever be, a bet.


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Troublemaker

Summary: The reader has fun pushing Dean’s buttons.

Drabble Prompt: “You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.”  

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Requested by: @thing-you-do-with-that-thing


“Hey, Y/N.” Sam marches into the kitchen with a smile, glistening in sweat as he winds down from his late night run.

“Sup, Sammy.” You gracefully mumble with your mouth full of warm apple pie. It’s the perfect treat to enjoy now that the air is changing and you’re overjoyed that you snagged the last piece.

“Woah.” Sam pauses as his eyes land on your plate. “What are you doing? Did you forget who that belongs to?”

“Oh, relax. Dean freaking Winchester is a big boy.” You snort before shoveling in another delicious forkful.

“Right. I’m outta here, Y/N. I’m not sticking around for when Dean finds out.”

“When Dean finds out what?” The older hunter strolls in while finishing the last sip of his beer.

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“Mother has been poisoned !” - Batfam x Reader (batmom)

Ok, Imma translate @laetitia-prst​‘s request (my fellow French person yo), so, basically : 

SUMMARY : Batmom has been poisoned by a new villain who wants to get known by killing the famous Bruce Wayne’s wife/partner. The batfamily is on edge, they gotta save her, because they’d be nothing without her…And then laetitia-prst talks about the ending and important plot points but hey, no fun if I translate that too right ? So here for poisoned bat mom,I feel like maybe it’s going a bit fast ? I didn’t really wanna make more than one part for this story so it’s long, and I’m afraid I might have rushed some things up…I hope you’ll still like it :s :  

(My masterlist blog here : https://ella-ravenwood-archives.tumblr.com)

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You were with Damian, asking some mango juice at the bar for him (the barman was being a dick, and refused to serve your son because “he was too young”, even though he didn’t want an alcoholic drink, so your quite annoyed self went to get it for him), when things went south. 

-Mother ? Mother are you alright ?! MOM !

You don’t really know what happened. You felt a painful prick on your thigh, where your fancy dress was opening slightly, as if you just got stung by a wasp, and all of a sudden…Everything went blurry. Next thing you know, your youngest son is trying to catch you before you hit the floor, and his arms are holding you with all his strength, as if afraid you’d disappear. 

-Father, father ! Dad ! DAD !! 

You can feel Damian shake, but you can’t see properly the line of his face…his distress is making your heart tighten, and you have to reassure him but when you try to raise a hand to cup his cheek and stroke it gently, nothing happen.

You hear more than you see Bruce falling on his knees next to you. You feel his hands taking you away from Damian, you feel your son resisting a bit, reluctant of letting you go, you feel yourself raising from the floor…But you don’t get it. 

What is happening ? 

Your vision is even more blurry than a few minutes before, and the last thing you hear before drifting into total darkness is Bruce saying : 

-What the Hell happened ? 

Everything goes dark as you fell unconscious. Your husband feels you go limp in his arms, but before he can really react, a man in the assistance, wearing a gaz mask and khakis stands on a table and, with his best evil laugh, says : 

-My names is Mutagen, and you can bet that by the end of this week, I’ll be the most famous criminal in all Gotham. Spread the word, especially to Batman.  

Jason almost catch him on the spot, but the man jumps out the window and disappears…Who the hell was he ? 

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Imagine : Being Hope Mikaelson’s Twin and Kol blames the Family for constantly ignoring you (part 3)

I AM STILL CRYING ABOUT LOOSING THIS DAMN PART. SWEAR SOMEONE SAY SOMETHING BAD ABOUT THIS PART I WILL STOP WRITING THIS SERIES


Part 2 :  http://nightgirl250.tumblr.com/post/154484517050/imagine-being-hope-mikaelsons-twin-and-kol


Part 1 : http://nightgirl250.tumblr.com/post/153920428680/imagine-being-hope-mikaelsons-twin-and-kol?is_related_post=1



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Young!Reader x Uncle!Kol, Young!Reader x Father!Klaus, Young!Reader x Uncle!Elijah





I took a deep breath as the cold air pricked my skin. * why is it so fucking cold *. I pull my jacket closer to my body as the wind blows down the school hallway. “Hurry up Y/n,” my friends Jason and Kara say waiting for me at the gym door. We were heading to the gym since we have to go talk to our gym coach about the pacer test along with meet Hope. ^ Whoopee!^


“Slow down guys remember crouches,” I say tilting my head to the crutches in my hands. “Sorry Black Canary,” says Jason using my nicknames while scratching the back of his head as I finally catch up with them. “It’s fine to let’s just go before lunch ends I am hungry,” I said as we head into the gym when I remembered my plan. I still need to give Jason and Kara the goodbye letters. *Oh yeah soon I won’t see them for as long as they think we will. At least now I won’t be able to bother them anymore. Jason won’t have to wait for me at the end of the street so we could talk. And he could go out with Hope like he wanted to. Kara would have less competition when it comes to ballet tryouts. I am doing them a solid they don’t need to baby me anymore. No one will not even myself* I thought. *The voices will stop no more looking at the knife, in lust. Or wanting to kill someone, along with dreams of torture*. ^Yeah honey like we said your end is the end^. I felt like screaming as the Voice poisonous sound rings through me.


“Hey are you ok, ” asks Kara. “Yeah don’t worry about it I am just thinking about something,”.^More like hearing something, but don’t worry it will end soon just remember the goodbye^.

“Hey if you guys don’t see me for a while, remember that I love you guys ok, “I said not looking at them to see their faces.

“What do you mean are you going somewhere ?” Said Kara frantic, she was always caring for me but if you annoy her too long she will fight you in a heartbeat. “No nothing major just you know visiting some family for a while, ” I said as Jason goes to talk to out gym coach for us while we talk. ^family on the other side^

“But why all your family lives in New Orleans?”She asked. “No not all of them I have am Aunt who lives in Maryland,”I lie.^Ooohh lying you your best friend when you know it’s your last time to see her how pityful^

“How long is a while? Wait are you sure cause Hop–”


“Look it doesn’t matter what Hope says or doesn’t I am nor Hope nor will I ever be.  I am just going away for some time and to answer your how long question. I am not sure but I will come back ok?” I lie. *Thou I hate lying to them it is necessary for their own good. She doesn’t need to know, I am just a burden her parents don’t even like me as they prefer Hope. Once again Hope wins The Voices in my head win. But soon it won’t matter I am ending this soon maybe in the next life I will be happier. *


“Plus I am going cause of family issues something happened with Hope and they think it’s best I go away for a while. just for two weeks,“ I said then took out her letter. ” Here in two days open this letter if I don’t tell you everything that’s going on OK? But you gotta promise me that you won’t tell Jason, I will tell him later on in the day okay.“ She nodded. I wanted to tell her more. Tell her everything but I knew if I did then she would try to convince me not too which wouldn’t help anyone.


“Hey,” said Jason poking my cheek and breaking me from my thoughts. “Huh,” I turn to face then but both of then have confusion written on their face.“Sorry just thinking of when we are going for the trip,” I said acting excited.


“Are you sure?” said Kara death staring me in the eyes and poking my chest. “Yes, Kara I am 100% sure now stop poking me,” I said moving away from her so she nor Jason can poke me. Jason frowns while Kara fake cries. “Oh hey guys,” said Hope as she joins us. We haven’t talked ever since she came into my room last week, which I am grateful for but sadly she decided to hang out with Kara, and Jason. I don’t get how someone can be so fake. She acts like we never had a problem with each other in the first place.*^I do it’s just like how you’re being fake about killing yourself^ Ignoring the voice to best I can I focus on what it in front of me. Jason and Kara are laughing at some joke Hope said. *Jason, kara I am going to miss you two so much but this is for your own good you guys can’t be doing this to you guys, pulling you into my life no point punishing you guys for my sins and mistakes.* I thought.^Yet here you are still in their lives hurry up ^ 


“Yeah I  just a lot on my mind,” I said leaning onto him. Jason, Kara and I always had this kind of relationship. Always caring and supporting each other.  *It doesn’t matter now does it. It’s too later be thinking about that, not like things will get better or something.* I thought as we were about to enter the cafeteria when Kara was called for early dismissal.^finally your thinking like me so why don’t you finish it ^ I felt like another person was in the room whispering this in my ears, but guess what I am falling for it.

I pull Kara in for a hug, not a side hug like I normally do but a full one. I take in her scent as she wraps her arms around me. She smells like strawberries and banana. I felt happy in her arms as her body heat radiates onto me.I felt at peace, nothing could make me mad, or want to cry, the bad thoughts went away. I was at peace and happy, but like all good stuff, it must come to an end  "See you tomorrow,“ she said as we let go then ran off. I felt tears prick my eyes. “Come Canary time food,” Jason puts his arm around me as we went over to the lunch line.^Yeah get your last meal before you pass^ said Voice, might as well give it a name since it will with me till my end.


——————————-Time skip bros end of the school day ———————


I took a deep breath as I walk over to the outside bench with Jason, my crush, behind me. “Hey, are you OK?” He said as he places our stuff down and takes a seat. “ Yeah Just haven’t been getting the best sleep,” I sorta lie.^liar liar death on fire ^


The truth is that I try not to sleep at all and use coffee creamer to stay up planning my end and writing my goodbye letters. Half of my goodbyes are finished. And I already choose the outfit I am going to wear. Just cause I am going to die doesn’t mean I cannot be happy as I do it. But mostly it’s because at night I have nightmares and I wake up screaming which annoys the living hell out of everyone at home, one way to not annoy them is to not sleep ya know.


“So when do you want me to come over for Ms.Greene’s. Project ?”

“Oh right about that—”. ^You can’t cause I am going to kill myself ^ I shake my head trying to get those word out of my head.


“Let me guess I can’t cause of family issues and you cannot come to my house cause Your not allowed out the house for reasons your not telling me,” he said. I felt guilty for leaving him hanging so much lately. We have been best friends since pre-k. We used to play with the building blocks as Marcel would take us to the playground. I sigh as Jason rubs the back of his neck.”What is up with you ever since Kara and I have been hanging out with Hope and you got your leg hurt you have just been so distant


“Look Jason I know I normally tell you everything but honestly. I think I just need some space,” I said. I grew cold with every word I said to him. I am not sure if it was because of the cold but I knew it was most likely for the best. ^You’re going to die soon don’t make it harder for us ^ said Voice in my head.


“So are you still gonna come to my basketball game today after school right?” His eyes lighted. I  wanted to yes so I can see crush the  other team.“ No, I won’t I got to head to the Quarter house,” I said to him. His smile disappears from his face.


“B-but you always come to them so we can have Ice cream,” I take a deep breath .*I wish we could do that forever * I thought as I took his hand in mine  "Look Jason I know we always do that but I can’t this time —“


“Ahh  Y/n there you are.  ” I said Uncle Elijah and Hope. I quickly let go of Jason’s hand and put my hands on my crutches. * shoot I forgot Uncle Elijah was picking me and Hoe I mean Hope up* I thought as Jason picks up his books. I opened my mouth to talk him but he was already walking away. “I will finish Ms.Greene’s  project on my own. let you have some Space,” he spat out the words like daggers then disappeared in the distance between us.


I place my stuff in my backpack, slipped it on and went to Uncle Elijah and Hope beginning our trek to the house.


I pull out my iPod and headphones and start listening to ‘work out’ by j cole. He is one of Jason and I favorite singers. We walked together for thirty-five minutes before Uncle Elijah actually talks to me. Hope is on Uncle Elijah back since she got tired ten minutes ago from walking.

*honestly Uncle Elijah the Little shit can walk on her own  * I thought and continued walking thinking about Jason and I’s relationship if still even have one after today. ^what is there to think about it’s over and you ruined it ^ I felt my heart churn at her voice. *shut it voice*

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It’s been two hours since we got home and so far, it’s just been Mom and sperm donner yelling at each other about something that is most likely about Hope or some ‘new enemy ’. I sigh as hear another vase slams my door again. *Uncle Elijah going to yell * I thought. At first, when they occurred I was scared out of my mind, but now I am used to it it doesn’t matter.


^Honestly, what is there for me to worry about. I am not gonna be here in the future so I am fine Right? Why don’t you just pick up a knife and slit your throat no one will notice your dead until the deed is done^. I hugged my pillow closer to my chest and pushed the hollow feeling into the back of my mind. I found these thoughts popping up in my head more often lately. Maybe it was bound to happen you know. ^So what are you gonna go^ said the voice.  

I get off of my bed and walk over to my closet, get into my good bye clothes (https://www.polyvore.com/my_good_bye/set?id=215314515), my wonder woman hat on top. I grab my birthday money and Uncle Elijah old phone which he let me have, doesn’t have a sim card but it still works, and the directions to place. I grab the rest of the letters I need to give and put them in my backpack. “Now the major problem getting out of this house,” I said until it finally hit me.


 I took off all of my bed sheets, which were a lot by the way, off from the bed then threw them out the window. I placed them in a way that they fall one on top of another. I took the pillow cases off of my pillows and threw them down as well. I tossed out my crutches. *I Hope I survive * I thought as I balance standing on the edge of the window. I pull the pillows to my chest and do the leap of faith from assassin’s creed, but it was kinda hard to do with my hurt leg. I groan as I hit the ground even though I made a pile it still hurt. I grabbed my crutches and struggled to get off of the blankets. Once that was over, head straight for Rousseau (Marcel and Cami’s bar). By the time I got there Cami’s shift was hadn’t begun yet thankfully. The room was full of people. I was about to take a seat when ” Y/n what are you doing here,“ said Marcel after I nearly have a heart attack. Thou would kill me it’s not the way I want to go.


 “Oh hey Marcel, how are you?” I said giving him a fake smile but I knew he wasn’t falling for it.“Nice try Y/n ” he said as we take a seat at a nearby table. “So mind telling me what you are doing here?” “I wanted to give this to you,” I said taking out the letters for him and Cami. “They are thank you letters for you and Cami. I wasn’t able to give Jason his either so can you give it to him? ,” I place them onto the table and slide it over to him. “I was hoping to see both of you here. but since Cami isn’t here can you please give this to her?” I query.


 He nods his head and takes the letters. I fight the tears and smile that threaten to break my heartless facade, but I couldn’t help but smirk at knowing those who I truly care about knowing how I feel about them. But as soon as it came it went.“So mind telling me what you are doing giving this to me,” he asked. *Oh Uncle Marcel even thou I didn’t say it a lot to you ‘I love you ’ you may not be blood but you are no water* I thought as I give him a smile. “No Uncle Marcel just a simple thank you letter were supposed to write and deliver one to those who you love,” I said getting up from the table and left Rousseau, leaving Marcel alone looking at the letters.


 _________________________time skip arrival death place_______________




“Finally” passing the entrance of the local indoor pool. No one was here other than me. I passed the locker area and went to the pool. *Huh the little shit is about to do it finally. Thought you were gonna plague the world some more. I don’t see why you are here still you made it this far let’s do it shall we* I wanted to fight the voice but I knew it was no choice. The reason I chose the pool was because of it the one place that no one would look for me. 


When I was young Jason and I would come here with Cassandra Winchester sometimes we all would just play on the not deep side of the pool, but we stopped once she left for a mission and never came back. I highly doubt Jason even remembers this place. No one else knows about this place since I never told anyone about it. The light from the water light up the entire room so it wasn’t dark. I didn’t take off my shoes or jewelry since they all had meant something to me. I walk over to the deep side of the pool that was 7ft. “Goodbye life,” I said then dropped into the water. 


The cold temperature pricked my skin but I didn’t let it bother me as I sank to the bottom. My vision was blurry but I wasn’t sure whether it was because of the water or lack of oxygen. I felt my body slowly sink close to the pools floor*Finally this is it. You free now you don’t have to burden others with your presence.* I thought as black spots blur my vision. I suddenly felt more tired than usual. *maybe a good rest* I slowly close my eyes and release the all the air in my lungs as darkness kills me.

_________Third POV at home_______________time past____________ _____________________________________________________________


No one notices how Y/n has jumped from her bedroom window over Klaus’s screaming. Kol rolls his eyes as his brother talks about how high and mighty he now that he is a hybrid. “Dear Brother Niklaus might you please stop screaming before Hope wakes up,” said Elijah Pouring himself a drink of whiskey. “Klaus opens his mouth to say more but nothing comes out. He storms out of the house slamming the door in his rage making Hope stir in her sleep. “Well that was dramatic,” said Hayley walking into the living room with a tea in her hand. “Has anyone ever told you that is how this family works,” said Cami sitting down next to her. “Cami doesn’t your shift start soon,” said Elijah, Cami chokes on her drink then runs out the room to get to work.


 “Mommmmyyyy!!!!!!” Screamed Hope, the Originals immediately run to her side. She was inside her sister’s room with a letter in her hand. Tears ran down her cheeks as Hayley comforts her child. “Hope what’s wrong?“Said, Elijah, while taking the letter out of her hands. He nearly passes out from what he reads.“There is one in everyone’s room” Hope stuttered holding onto her mother. Elijah hands the letter to Kol, who just stared dead at the letter noticing Y/n’s handwriting, Elijah walks out the room and quickly collects all the other letters.


 “Hope what happened?” said Kol trying not to be angry after reading Hope’s letter.


“Y/n is committing suicide,” she said.


 Everyone froze upon hearing this. That one of their loved ones was willing to take their own life and no one knew why or how she would scream in her pillow at night or how she tried not to sleep til the point she naturally has insomnia. “Why would she do that?” Asked Freya. 


“Why wouldn’t she, you always favor Hope more than her. You didn’t even notice that she was kidnapped,” said Kol glaring at him family “Brother do we—” “STOP BLOODY LYING. DO YOU EVEN REMEMBER HER MIDDLE NAME OR THE LAST TIME YOU LET HER CHOOSE FOR HER BIRTHDAY,” screamed Kol. “You ignore her cause she is human. Cause she isn’t as powerful as Hope. Yet you forget that you were once the same as her but at least we had someone who noticed and cared at least we had each other,” said Kol. “Rebekah,” he said pointing to her “ you have been begging for a human in this family and when we finally have one you ignore the girl”. Rebekah opens her mouth but no words come out. 


“Aaahh and the mother,” he said turning to Hayley. “You wondered about how you treated both of them so badly, but guess what you did even worse you only cared for one,” he spats. Hayley glares at Kol but knows deep down is words are completely right. She never once thought about what Y/n would want to do for her birthday or how she would drink coffee in the morning. “You people may not care for her but I do and I won’t let you people be the reason of her death,” said Kol, storming out the house. Everyone one froze upon hearing these words. The thought of Y/n finally ringing in their heads. Hope dries her her eyes and pulls her mom into a hug. 


The despair was too great that you could cut it with a knife. “I will begin a locator spell,” Freya walks out the door with Y/n’s necklace to begin the spell. Rebekah follows silently out of the house. “Elijah w–"Hayley opens her mouth to ask him a question when she already knows the answer. ‘Was Y/n ever treated like Hope’. They all knew the answer is ‘No’. “ Hope honey its time for bed, ” said Hayley.“ Uncle Elijah will look for Y/n and by tomorrow we will have her back I promise she will be back alive,” Hayley pulls hee daughter in for a hug, Elijah leaves the room but not after placing all the remaining letters on Y/n’s desk before leaving. Hope nods her head and gets ready for bed by herself for the first time in her life. Her mother asked if she needed help, but she denied it and continued on her own. "Mommy you should go find Y/n I will be fine,” Hayley nods and follows her request and leaves the house.

Voltron Model AU

My blog kinda messed up and deleted a lot of my posts so I’m gonna post this again but altogether cuz I’m to fucking lazy


Model AU

• Pidge and her brother Matt are those siblings models but there only doing it to pay for the expensive school they both go too.
• Hunk is one of those plus size models and everyone loves his personality cuz he’s so nice and humble, he has a foodie blog that he takes a lot of pride in.
• Keith is one of those chill angry looking guys that model for sports wear and stuff. He’s known for not being sporty at all, and he’s said multiple times he has no idea how he ended up where he is.
• Shiro is also a sports model but he dose some of those tux modeling every once in a while, he has the most followers. The media has no dirt on him and people think he amazing but really he just never leaves his house cuz he’s always too stressed.
• Lance is one only those people who got Instagram famous and was offered to come out in runways and magazines for publicity and he rocked it and got a permanent hire, he’s mostly for like Forever 21 Men and hipster shit like that. He love sports and has been after Keith’s shoots for a while.
• They all randomly met at some weird charity ball or some runway thing
• Lance and Hunk hit it off (friendship wise) quickly and soon started up a cooking YouTube channel together. With Shick and Lances very culture based foods that people are always impressed by.
• Lance actually really likes Keith’s shoots and dreamed of having his job so when he met him and he was kinda a dick he was really disappointed
• He and Hunk quickly befriended Shiro tho and it forced them to hang out cuz Shiro was already really good friends with Keith
• Pidge met them when she asked Keith if she could get him a drink
• (not in a flirty way but cuz she wasn’t of age and really wanted one)
• (Keith didn’t really know better and gave her one)
• (they both got in huge trouble)
• (but it’s okay cuz Lance got them out of it)
• Matt came over after it all and they all just formed a circle and talked together.
• Someone took pictures of them all hanging out and it kinda became lowkey news
• People started shipping Lance and Keith and Keith was surprisingly into it
• He would joke on Twitter and stuff about asking him out and Lance posted pictures of him giving flowers and stuff like that as a joke.
• But it was lowkey not a joke they just didn’t know cuz they both thought they were kidding
• Pigde and Matt did a shoot with Lance and Allura (a up and coming model who they met that day) for a Old Navy thing
• They all hit it off and invited them to a BBQ hosted by Hunk and yeah it was fun
• They all kinda got drunk tho so Allura took Pidge home so they wouldn’t deal with there bull
• They accidentally uploaded a video of them acting stupid and it got a lot of publicity
• And the reason it was a big deal was because Shiro was throwing Matt into a pool but Klance was making out in the background
• Also while throwing Matt into the pool Shiro yelled “I’m gonna marry her!(Allura)”
• he was really drunk cuz he was stressing out a lot.
• Shiro is still confused because “who even took that video?”
• There all a happy dorky family and everyone loves them


Model AU Part 2
• Shiro finds out it was Hunk’s girlfriend, Shay, who took the video and feels BETRAYED
• He thought she was a very nice person how could she do this??
• He managed to block the video from Allura, now he just needs to find a way to hid the trending tag from her…
• Matt swears he’s never drinking again (he dose very soon)
• Keith thinks that he and Lance are an item now, but Lance is a blackout drunk and doesn’t remember anything
• “Haha sorry if I made you uncomfortable or anything, i really lose myself with these kind of things”
• “We. Had. A. Moment. How? Can? You? Not? Remember?”
• “Sorry? Are you okay?”
• He was not okay
• He didn’t want to just show Lance the video tho cuz that seems kinda insensitive and lame
• DUN DUN DUN MOTHERFUCKING LOTOR SHOWS UP
• (He’s not evil or mean or anything in this AU he’s actually really nice and stuff but Keith hates him because…)
• He asks Lance on a date after doing a shoot for swimsuit modeling (Lotor was doing the swimsuit thing not Lance)
• (Lance was just at the studio to see a job offer)
• Lotor just saw him and wall like “hey Lance right? Really loved your ‘generic pose’ shoot, blah blah blah, we should grab a drink?
• Lance says yes cuz DAMN THIS guy is hella
• Shiro is unlucky too cuz Allura decided she would accept a film job overseas
• Hunk Pidge and Matt feel bad for them and take them out for drinks
• They get drunk again. (Including Pidge, there was no supervision)(she’s 16 in this AU so it’s not that bad)
• Cue drunk phone calls to Allura and Lance (they had a night out together cuz they really wanted a see a movie that no one else was interested in)
• Lance and Allura open up there voicemails at the same time and WHAT IS GOING ON??!
• The next day Keith and Shiro hear THERE voicemails and it’s just Lance and Allura really worried
• Keith and Shiro regret everything and try to drown themselves in the pool (Matt and Hunk stopped them)
• "Guys this is a community pool, my neighbors will be mad plz stop” (-Hunk)

Marked as His

Patrick Hockstetter x reader


“I know it seems like a long time to wait, but as soon as high school is over, you can move far away from your dad,” you cooed in Henry’s ear as he held onto you tight, trying to keep himself together, “And the gang will move with you too.” 

School hadn’t even started yet, but Henry had already been through a tough morning. His dad was at it again; screaming at him, throwing things around the house, even taking a shot at the ground while Henry ran out. He hated how weak his father made him feel, but (y/n) always made him feel powerful again.

“I know we talk about it all the time, but I feel trapped in this hell hole of a town with my shit old man,” Henry admitted, shaking slightly as he clung to you, “I just wanna get out, (y/n).”

You brought Henry as close as you could to try and stop his quaking. The two of you had been friends since childhood, so you were the only one who knew exactly what to do when Henry’s dad went off on him.

“We’re gonna make sure we all get outta here eventually, okay?” You assured him, putting a hand on the back of his neck to remind him to breathe, “But while we wait, I’ll do whatever I can to help you believe that.” You pulled away momentarily, fumbling with the clasp of the necklace you wore every day. Once you finally got it off, you pulled off the stone pendant, offering it to him.

Henry took the stone from the palm of your hand and looked down to inspect it, “(y/n)… Are you sure you don’t-“

“It’s black tourmaline,” you cut him off, putting the bare silver chain around your neck again, “It’ll shield you from negative energy and channel a healing light.” He finally cracked his first smile of the day and secured his arms around you once again.

“What the hell’s goin’ on here?” You lifted your head to see Patrick heading towards the two of you, making a ‘c’mere’ motion with his fingers. You gave Henry one last pat on the shoulder before scurrying over to Patrick and crashing into his arms. He held you close, but his eyes never left Henry. “You wanna tell me what the hell you were doin’ with my girl?”

“Fuck off, Hockstetter, you’ve been dating her for five minutes,” Henry rolled his eyes, not wanting to plunge into another bad mood, “It’s none of your fuckin’ business.”

“I was just helping him, Patrick, it’s okay,” you assured your boyfriend of about a week, “We’ve been friends since we were five, it’s not a big deal.”

“I think I’ll decide what’s a big deal and what’s not, okay babe,” Patrick’s voice was smooth, but angry as he kissed the top of your head, making sure Henry watched, “Don’t let me see you touchin’ my girl again, Henry,” he flashed a grin, “See you in third period.”

“See ya, fuck face,” Henry responded with a quick smirk as he shook his head and walked the other way.

“Are you sure you two are friends?” You asked sarcastically, looking up to give Patrick a skeptical smile as the two of you walked down the hall, “You have the weirdest dynamic.”

“We’re friends,” Patrick confirmed, smiling back down at you, “We’re just dumb as shit too,” he joked, thinking of how much shit the guys in the gang gave each other day after day. Yet, they were still friends.

At that, you laughed.

“What’s so funny, huh?”

“Nothing,” you waved your hand, easing down from your laughter, “Just that… You guys really are dumb as shit,” you admitted, smiling as you shook your head. You’d been hanging out with Henry’s gang all throughout high school and they made you question your own sanity every day just by being around them so often.

“You think you’re funny, huh, girl?” Patrick teased with a smirk, pushing you lightly against a locker, “You wanna say that to my face?” He pressed his forehead softly against yours, his eyes comically wide.

“You guys are still dumb as shit,” you repeated, laughing at how weird he was when it was just you and him together. He always knew how to keep you entertained.

“You’re gonna pay for that later, (y/n),” Patrick’s voice was low in your ear before bringing his lips to your neck, causing you to stifle a soft moan, “Or right now,” he chorused between kisses, trying to drive you over the edge of your self control.

“Patrick, not at school!” You gave his shoulder a nudge, trying to get him off you before a teacher saw. He smirked as he stood upright again, looking down at you.

“You’re so cute when you’re embarrassed,” he snickered to himself as he brought a hand to the top of your head, stroking your hair as he moved it down to the back of your neck. He took another long look at you as your cheeks somehow managed to turn a brighter pink than they were before. He seemed to enjoy the view before you noticed his brows furrow as he looked down to your neck.

“What are you looking at?” You asked, confused as to what his problem was. You quickly brought a hand up to the side of your neck as your eyes widened in shock, “Don’t tell me you gave me a hickey, Patrick, I swear to god, I didn’t bring any concealer today, if someone sees-“

“Where’s your crystal thing you always wear?” He put a stop to your nervous rambling as he traced a finger around the thin chain hanging from your neck, “You lose it?”

“Oh, that thing,” you watched his finger move around your neck, “I gave it to Henry; he needed it more than I did.” Patrick didn’t say anything, but continued to trace his finger across the chain until he found the clasp, undoing it with ease. “Don’t tell me you’re mad about that-“ You cut yourself off as you watched him remove one of his rings from his skinny finger, then proceeding to thread it through the chain.

“Now Bowers and everyone else will know you’re mine,” he whispered softly as he put the necklace back around your neck and leaned down to your ear once again, “Only mine.”


Part 2

the losers club as seniors

richie:

  • has been planning senior prank since he was a freshman
  • has participated in senior prank since freshmen year, but everyone knew that when trashmouth became a senior, his prank would top all pranks
  • is hailed by all as a fucking legend
  • teachers don’t want him in their classes, and when they do get him, they pray
  • except the english teacher, bc he’s full of bants and thinks richie’s sharp tongue is fantastic
  • has large hipster wide rimmed circular bright red glasses that bill brought from new york for his birthday- richie loves them (and he knows how fucking expensive they are)
  • richie and eddie have been together since sophomore year
  • richie still makes fun of eddie’s fanny pack, and kisses his pout off all the time
  • smokes with beverly at free period
  • draws on the walls all the time, and the janitors have stopped painting over them because the ones that aren’t dicks aren’t half bad
  • has a joke of the day in the school paper
  • spikes drinks at all the dances, always gets caught, always escapes detention, with help from mike, who has football training on the pitch outside the detention classroom
  • plays a mean game of basketball
  • he worked at the ice cream store over the summer, and would hook everyone up with free ice cream, except for mike, bc he’s vegan
  • always has a spare inhaler in his left back pocket
  • spray painted his bike bright pink (and bill’s for april fools, but he secretly loves it)
  • someone called him lady boy once and eddie fucked up his face so much that richie had to stop him and take some stuff from eddie’s fanny pack and clean up the asshole
  • asshole never spoke to him again
  • richie loudly sings kids in america out car windows, bothering stan so much. so. fucking. much.

beverly:

  • always chewing strawberry gum
  • dating ben since junior year, always goes to the record store and listens to old music with him
  • secretly loves the library
  • all the guys (and maybe two or three girls) have massive crushes on her but her heart belongs to ben
  • favourite class is english, she started reading more when she visited the library over the summer (that’s where stan and ben worked)
  • rants to bill all the time, and taps her foot when stressed
  • she hid all of the pens in the school with richie once- chaotic evil?
  • let her hair grow out a little more, but then cut it when it got caught in someone’s fingers during a soccer game
  • heavyweight drinker, always plays drinking games with stan, also surprisingly a heavyweight
  • owns a leather jacket that her mom gave her, that belonged to her grandpa- wears it all the time and looks like such a badass with it over he swishy dresses and cowgirl boots
  • she worked at the record store, the diner, the gas station- just a whole bunch of little jobs
  • punched a guy for fake wheezing in front of eddie
  • richie punched him too of course
  • eddie just took a puff from his inhaler and stuck up his middle finger
  • all the girls admire her so much- she started a feminism club and had an advice column in the paper
  • captain of the soccer team, and the best player in the school- including the boys
  • i mean, she has the highest goal average per game in derry!?
  • has a funny joke lighter that bill bought her when he visited new york- it’s a molly ringwald lighter that you flip the head off for the flame
  • she loves it just like she loves her leather jacket

stan:

  • shotgun, no matter who’s driving
  • if a look could kill
  • richie would be dead 70 million times over
  • stan worked at the library over the summer, so all the Derry grandmas, book loving children, and a few in between love him
  • walking home, passes ms. smith’s house on the corner of the street?
  • walks in for a visit, comes out with seven cookies and a kiss on the cheek
  • but stan loves it
  • stan asked bill out at the beginning of sophomore year, and bill hadn’t stammered his answer
  • what i mean by that is that bill just kissed stan
  • in front of derry high school, in the middle of the gym, after bill’s basketball game (he and richie were varsity starters at 15 years old!)
  • but everyone just clapped, because stan was well loved and well feared by plenty
  • stan helps tutor some of the kids at the elementary school down the street, with maths and science
  • he an ben are best library bros for life
  • he know the dewey decimal system, morse code, and was now fluent in french and hebrew
  • has his coffee black because “i need to be energized through you bullshit, richie!”
  • watches all of the loser’s games, mike with football, beverly with soccer, bill and richie with basketball, and eddie with baseball, while he studies
  • he colour codes everything- a lot of the girls ask him for tips or to borrow his nice pens
  • he has a little golden bird hanging on a chain- a gift from bill when he visited new york

eddie:

  • started playing baseball after he confronted his mom, came home tryout day with a scrape, totally freaked the fuck out, but made the team
  • he’s the Derry star pitcher, but still keeps an inhaler in his pocket
  • he also has rubbing alcohol, bandaids, pain killers, and a spare inhaler in the dugout
  • he loves his baseball cap (he washes it every other day)
  • chews mint gum (which richie loves)
  • has a baseball shaped fanny pack that bill brought back from new york for him
  • he started wearing converse- but everyone wore white ones, and eddie swore he could SEE the bacteria crawling, so he bought red ones that he kept clean
  • he still wore his velcro shoes occasionally, of course
  • he worked at the diner over the summer, and the bosses loved him because he kept the place squeaky clean
  • no food complaints because he also flipped a mean burger
  • the losers would come and spend hours there, waiting for eddie’s shift to end and putting in quarters into the jukebox 
  • eddie always requested Come on Eileen, by Dexys Midnight Runners
  • eddie always borrowed richies large shirts and would give them back washed cleanly and folded neatly
  • he’s very familiar with the school nurse (the old one left after eddie exposed her unclean nurse-ly ways)
  • richie had asked him out sophomore year and eddie had whacked him with his fanny pack because richie was drunk and had beer stains down his front
  • he tried again the next day and eddie accepted because he was sober and CLEAN
  • eddie loves going to the children’s hospital, even though the germs freak him out and he takes all the right precautions, but he loves talking to the kids and telling them stories about richie and beverly’s wild antics

mike:

  • american football legend!!
  • everyone wonders who’s gonna get his jersey when he graduates, because its just,,, wow!!!
  • stopped homeschooling and transferred to derry in freshman year- he met the loser the summer before, and begged his parents to transfer
  • he’s vegan and he makes GOOD vegan food that sometimes beverly mooches from at lunchtimes
  • he didn’t work during the summers- because he worked at the farm after trainings or school at home
  • loves photography
  • has collages everywhere
  • he has someone in the development store that gets him polaroid frames cheap
  • he has collages in his locker, in his room, has his pictures in the paper
  • he put his really stupid photos up EVERYWHERE for a part of the senior prank- pictures of dick drawings on the wall, a dog taking a shit, just his really stupid ones (with plenty of convincing from richie)
  • has some neat polaroid frames that bill brought from new york
  • wasn’t mad at ALL when richie spray painted his bike mint green
  • “I love it!! that would look so nice in the photos!!”
  • smoked once, choked and puked
  • “that was rancid, bev! you’re inhaling a freaking tar pit!!”
  • bakes really good cookies
  • can fight when needed
  • someone made a jab at ben once and mike was put in detention for 2 days for breaking the guy’s nose
  • helps richie out when he has detention
  • principals and teachers love him- always does his homework, always answers questions
  • except for spanish
  • mike fucking hates spanish
  • “I’m not moving to freaking Mexico when I’m older, ok??”

ben:

  • works at the library over the summer, and discusses books over mike’s cookies with the librarians and sometimes stan
  • listens to all sorts of music on his walkman, dances around as he shelves the books
  • writes poems and short stories for the school paper and the derry paper
  • he tutors some of the elementary kids in english, and helps the aspiring writers get their pieces in the paper or the library bulletin
  • has a separate notebook of poems about beverly and the rest of the losers (but mostly beverly)
  • the notebook was from bill, from new york
  • loves the smell of cigarette smoke and strawberry- but not too much
  • he goes to the bakery and brings muffins for everyone before school starts
  • ben drinks tea instead of coffee
  • loves big sweatshirts, has a whole bunch
  • his favourite pair of socks are superman socks
  • EVERY ADULT IN DERRY <3 BEN 
  • he knows a neat little coffee shop that has second hand books and really good lemon squares
  • but he likes meeting at the diner eddie works at more, because bev always plays new kids on the block for him
  • has a lighter in his pocket for beverly, because he knows that she’s not gonna stop, and wants her to be happy (which is really strange)
  • his hair is always really neat, and doesnt like it when people ruffle it
  • the most rebellious thing he’s ever done was partake in senior prank and put moldy stinky food in the teachers room and lock the door 
  • he was scared shitless he was gonna get caught\
  • but only richie, beverly and bill got in trouble
  • mike broke them out, with some support from ben
  • school mascot, can backflip, front flip, cartwheel and roundoff the FUCK out of the pitch

bill:

  • went to new york, brought something back for everyone
  • admired by everyone in the school
  • all the elementary kids call him big boss bill
  • very much in love with stan
  • plays shooting guard in basketball
  • lightweight drinker, stan always has to carry him home if richie throws a wild party
  • writes short stories and essays for the school paper
  • doodles in all the classes, never focuses, still passes
  • teacher wonder how he does it
  • co captain of basketball (with richie, but only because richie has a higher basket average than him, but bill can actually lead)
  • drives- not too slow, not too fast, and very responsible
  • once backflipped off the first floor onto the pitch because eddie said he would’ve been too chicken
  • sprained his ankle, never did something that stupid again
  • class president
  • learned how to play mahjong
  • very good at it
  • stammers still, but only when he’s nervous (which is actually a lot of the time, cause the losers are dangerous little shits)
  • worked at the grocery store over the summer, everyone in derry knew him
  • if he likes you you get special discount on the junk food
  • buys pens for stan all the time
  • always listens to music for about thirty minutes pre-game
  • watches all of eddie and mike’s games, as well as beverly’s
  • substitute school mascot for non basketball games
  • all the girls love him and his bisexual ass, but his heart is stan’s
Trust (Jimin)

Originally posted by ggukbun

Genre: Angst/fluff and some suggestive content

Word Count: 1,387

Summary: After a fight, Jimin soon finds out interesting information on his girlfriend.

A/n: I really hope you enjoy reading!~Joy

One//Two


The music blast through the house as you made your way through the crowds of people, parties weren’t really your thing and you couldn’t help but despise going to parties where people got so drunk they couldn’t even remember their first names. Your boyfriend, Jimin, on the other hand, loved going to parties. It was his thing, you could find him at any party if you really needed to look for him. It was a miracle how you two started to date, being polar opposites and all, but it all started when Jimin needed some extra help with one of his classes and you happened to be excelling in the course. A couple weeks after tutoring him he asked you out and you agreed, it’s only been a couple weeks since you two started to date and although it was great a little part of you didn’t feel so happy. “Y/n, over here!” A voice called for you, snapping you out of your thoughts. You looked up and saw Jimin waving his arms and grinning, you smiled back as you made your way over to him, he pulled you into a tight hug. “Where have you been? I’ve been looking everywhere for you!” Jimin slurred as you smiled before getting out of his hug.

“You’re drunk?” You sighed as Jimin laughed as if you were joking, before wrapping his arm around you.

“Yeah? It’s a party, everyone’s drunk.” Jimin answered as you rolled your eyes.

“I’m not” you replied back as Jimin laughed and handed you his cup.

“Then, join the party y/n!” Jimin laughs as you give him back his cup, putting your coat back on, Jimin’s smile drops “where are you going?”

“I’m going to study, you told me that we were just gonna spend the evening together but here I am with twenty other people.” You complained as Jimin rolled his eyes.

“It’s Saturday y/n, I’m not going to throw away my good day to spend the night off with you, maybe tomorrow we can?” Jimin offered as you scoffed.

“Bye.” You hissed as you walked out, leaving Jimin to shrug and get back to the party.


You walked into the library as you were greeted by a warm welcome by a new person, “welcome to the library!” He smiles as you giggle.

“They hire you to greet people into the library?” You asked as he laughed as well.

“No, I’m just a guy who spends his Saturday night at the library” Namjoon sarcastically says before letting out a chuckle “no, I work part-time here, make some cash you know?” You gave a tiny chuckle as you started to walk into the building as Namjoon followed.

“How come I’ve never seen you before?” You asked as Namjoon shrugged, placing a book on the table back to the shelf.

“I don’t know, I guess you’re never here when the library is really lit, you know? On a Saturday and only the librarians are here.” Namjoon makes a joke again as you let out a laugh, “anyways, what’s a cute girl like you doing at a library on a Saturday?” Namjoon asks as you sigh, your mind went back to the party.

“Boyfriend was being a jerk, promised me a night with just him and I and then brings me to a party.” You complained as Namjoon groaned.

“Gross, what type of guy does that…You know what you need to do?” Namjoon asked as you rose an eyebrow.

“What?” You asked back.

“You should lay down some rules with him, like tell him that he has to spend at least one day from his weekends with just only you and if he breaks it, you draw the line,” Namjoon suggested, as you laughed but he looked serious.

“I don’t know, seems kind of harsh and I don’t know if I should be taking advice from someone I just met,” you laughed as Namjoon jokingly gave you an offended expression.

“We’re basically best friends now” Namjoon laughed as you laughed too.


Taehyung and another girl headed to the library, the girl held his hand as she leads him to the library. “Where are we going?” Taehyung asked, his words were slurred. The girl looked back and put her pointer finger to her lips, signalling Taehyung to be quiet, as they headed into the library, the girl leads Taehyung to the back, where the old books were. 

“I know a place where no one can see you but you can see them,” the girl whispered as she gave him a wink.

“Been here often?” Taehyung smirked as she nodded and shrugged.

“Just twice, never had a bad experience, you just gotta be quiet.” The girl warned as she started to kiss Taehyung, her lips head to his chin and then to his neck as she tried to give him a love bite, Taehyung saw you with Namjoon. He noticed that you and Namjoon were very close to each other and often he saw that you would playfully hit his shoulder or he would fix your hair for you. “Something wrong?” The girl asked as she stopped kissing Taehyung, Taehyung shook his head as he smiled at her.

“You can continue, my eye just saw a fly” Taehyung grins, dismissing his thoughts. She continued to kiss Taehyung and slowly headed down, Taehyung tried to enjoy the moment but his eyes kept wandering back to you and Namjoon. He was curious to know who the man you were with and if you were cheating on Jimin, Jimin was his best friend and he would hate to see his friend hurt. 

“You clearly don’t want to do this, you’re not even excited.” The girl whined as she stood up and dusted her skirt. Taehyung gave her a sympathetic look and gave her a piece of paper with his number on it. 

“Sorry babe, call me and we can do this again? I just have a lot to think about right now.” Taehyung apologises as she sighs.

“Fine, next time I’ll bring Viagra” She teased as Taehyung growled.

“Stop.” He hissed, she laughed as she walked away, Taehyung headed closer to see what you two were talking about.


“Sometimes I wish he would pay more attention to me” you mumbled as Namjoon gave you a sympathetic look.

“I don’t see why he doesn’t, from what I’ve heard you sound like the 10/10 girl.” Namjoon complimented as Taehyung glared, grabbing his phone out.

“That’s really sweet, Namjoon” you grinned as Namjoon smiled back, he slowly leaned in as you quickly realised what he was trying to do, Taehyung, on the other hand, took this as an opportunity to snap a picture, the picture showed that Namjoon was about to kiss you and you were still smiling, on the other hand, you quickly pushed him away. “I’m sorry Namjoon, as much as I am mad at Jimin I would never cheat on him.” You confessed as Namjoon smiled sadly.

“I understand, it was my bad to even try to do that to you,” Namjoon confesses.


Jimin was helping Jungkook and Hoseok clean up the house while Taehyung ran into the house, “you guys won’t believe what I just found out!” Taehyung shouts as the boys gather.

“What? The girl you went out with had herpes?” Jungkook snickers as Hoseok laughs as well.

“No, even better” Taehyung grins as everyone raises a brow.

“Well? Spit it out” Hoseok whines as Taehyung pulls out his phone, showing a picture of you and Namjoon. Jimin’s eyes widen as he sees the picture, his hands are shaking from anger and he isn’t sure if he should call you and yell at you or go find where the guy lives and beat the living shit out of him.

“I-i-is that y/n?” Jimin asks, his voice filled with anger, Taehyung nods as Jungkook and Hoseok let out ‘ooohs.’

“I knew there was something up with her, no one can enjoy going to the library for fun” Jungkook confesses as Hoseok nods his head.

“That’s not even the best part…He knows about you and has been telling her to draw the line with you!” Taehyung shouts as Jimin is now looking down, clenching his fists.

“He’s going to fucking pay” Jimin growls.

[Miraculous Ladybug]: A Full Commitment’s What I’m Thinking Of

idk man, i haven’t written the lovesquare in a while, and for some reason i wanted come crack-ish MiracuClass antics, so sue me

Link to Archive of Our Own: [AO3]

Title: A Full Commitment’s What I’m Thinking Of

Summary: Sometimes, when you’re friends are so obviously in love and they’re taking forever to get with the program, it’s time to take matters into your own hands. 

In which Alya takes matchmaking to a whole new level, Nino tries to be the voice of reason, the entire class is incapable of keeping a secret, and Marinette and Adrien just try to have a decent picnic


A Full Commitment’s What I’m Thinking Of


“A class picnic?”

Alya nodded as she scribbled a time and a location on the back of Marinette’s hand. “Yup. I figured it’d be fun. School year’s ending, the weather is beautiful, and exams are just about wrapped up. Thought it’d be a cool casual thing.”

“You didn’t tell me you were planning this,” Marinette said. “I could’ve helped you!”

“Oh, don’t even worried about it, girlie,” Alya assured. “You’ve been so busy with class rep stuff lately I just went and asked Nino for help. Worked out just fine, too. He’s been helping me handle music and food.”

Marinette smiled. “This is so sweet! I can’t believe you did all this for everyone. Is everyone else coming?”

“Oh yeah,” Alya insisted. “Everyone in class. Even Adrien.”

Alya expected some blushing and stammering, but Marinette merely blinked at her. “Adrien’s going to be there?”

“Of course! He was super excited when he found out you were coming.”

Marinette lifted both of her brows in surprise. “He was?”

Alya patted Marinette on the shoulder. “I would never lie to you. So yeah, you should definitely come. After school today, don’t forget.”

“Ok cool!” Marinette nodded. “Do you wanna walk over together with Nino and — ”

NO!” Alya shouted, hands darting out to grab Marinette’s shoulders. Marinette jumped in shock and leaned away from Alya’s frantic looking expression. Alya bit her lip and sighed out through her nose. “I-I mean….nah, i-it’s fine. I have to help Nino with….something after school anyway. Uh….I’ll meet you there a little afterwards.”

“Um…okay,” Marinette said. “You sure you and Nino don’t need any — ”

“Nope! No help!” Alya insisted, spinning Marinette around and marching her over to the locker room. “You just get your books together and meet us at the park. It’ll be a blast.”

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A day on set

KJ Apa x reader

Summary; You’re a fan touring the set of Riverdale and meet KJ in an unexpected, sticky way, leading to unexpected, sticky things

Warnings; smut, a little cursing

A/N; Enjoyyyyy!


You were afraid that your neck might snap as you kept turning your head wildly around, seeing glimpses of different cast members and the familiar set of your favorite show.

You were beyond excited to be actually seeing and experiencing the ‘town’ of Riverdale. You had entered a contest to win a day of touring the set with Madelaine Petsch and when you got an email saying that you won, you couldn’t believe it. So here you were on a sunny saturday morning, walking around the set with a person from the crew, guiding you to Madelaine’s trailer.

You almost squeaked when the door opened the reveal the beautiful redheaded girl with a big smile on her face.

“Hi! You must be Y/N?”, she said as she descended the few stairs.

“Yeah, I’m so happy to meet you!”, you beamed, extending your arm to shake hands with her.

“And I’m so happy to meet you and I’m so excited for today!”, she said as she ignored your hand and went for a hug. You didn’t expect it but instantly hugged her back.

“So I thought we’d start the day with the tour of the set and then see what we come up with, that sound good to you?”, she asked.

“Hell yes!”, you laughed.


You walked around set for a few hours and talked about everything and it felt like you were actually friends, and now you had arrived at the famous Pop’s diner.

“That’s all of it and this is the last place. Would you like to get a milkshake inside?”, Madelaine asked with a smile.

“They really do milkshakes there?”, you questioned as you looked at the diner in awe.

“Not really, we have them ready in there so we could go get ones now”, she explained.

“I’d love to!”, you beamed and started to walk in.


You got your milkshake and looked around the ‘fake’ diner and couldn’t believe you were actually standing in it. Madelaine suggested that you could go sit down.

“Actually, would it be okay if I went out for a second to get a picture?”, you asked, sipping your milkshake.

“Yeah, of course, I’ll wait here so come back when you’re ready but I might photobomb your photo”, she laughed and went to sit by the window.

You laughed as well and went for the door.


Standing outside the diner, you tried to balance the large glass of milkshake pressed against your chest by holding it between your boobs and arm as you tried to use both hands to take the photo. You placed your phone sideways to get the whole building in the picture. It was a perfect angle but the high neon sign didn’t fit in it so you started to back up to get the most important part into the pic. As you had taken a few steps back and it was almost time to press the capture button, you took one more step and bumped into someone, making you almost drop your phone and the glass full of the sweet, sticky liquid slipped from you hold and made it splash all over your chest, making its way inside your top, dripping between your boobs and down to your stomach. You let out a small scream at the coldness of the milkshake and then turned to yell at the person who had caused this disaster.

“That’s fucking awesome, look what you made me do, you asshol…”, you growled, your anger getting the best of you but completely froze when you saw who the person was. Of course this was just your luck. It’s was KJ fucking Apa and you had just called him an asshole, well almost but still. The boy with the ginger hair was staring at you with wide eyes but a hint of a smile on his lips.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you!”, he apologized and turned around to grab some tissues from a near by table.

“I, uh, I didn’t mean to, um”, you stuttered but froze again when you felt his hands over your boobs, dabbing away most of the melting drink.

“At least buy me dinner first”, you joked and now it was his time to freeze as he hadn’t probably realized that he was almost groping your boobs.

“Shit, sorry”, he awkwardly said and handed you the paper to wipe it yourself.

“I should be the one apologizing, I kinda called you an asshole”, you laughed.

“That’s true but it’s okay, uh, are you new? I don’t think I’ve seen you around?”, he asked you, switching subjects in a second and you blushed a little about his interest towards you.

“Actually, I won the contest to tour the set with Madelaine and she’s in the diner waiting for me”, you explained as you tried to dab away the milkshake but it had already turned into a thick, sticky layer over your skin.

“Ah okay, so you’re a fan?”, he asked with a small smirk.

“Guilty”, you chuckled, trying to hide your blush.

“Well, I probably didn’t give you the best first impression so would you be okay with me joining you?”, KJ asked with a smile.

“I guess that’s okay”, you playfully told him, trying to keep your cool and not show the excitement that’s was bubbling inside you.


As you walked back into Pop’s with KJ, Madelaine audibly gasped as she saw your mess of a shirt.

“Oh my god, Y/N what happened?”, she asked as she stood up.

“Well, KJ here, decided to make me a little wet”, you laughed as you looked down at your ruined shirt but your head snapped back up as soon as you realized what you just said and you saw Madelaine burst into laughter. You didn’t wanna see KJ’s face but heard him trying to suppress his laugh and you felt your cheeks getting hot.

“Well what can I say, I do that to girls”, he said and started to laugh as he couldn’t hold it in anymore and you did the same. As he laughed, he scratched his stomach under his white shirt and you saw a glimpse of his abs and you almost drooled. Now your cheeks were burning.

You all laughed for a moment when you heard the door open behind you and then saw a member of the crew.

“Madelaine, you’re needed on set”, he said.

“But I thought I didn’t have a scene before 8pm and I’m supposed to be her guide”, she told the guy.

“I got it Mads, I don’t have anything for a few hours so I’ll stay with her and I think I own it to her too”, KJ smiled.

“Is it okay with you Y/N?”, Madelaine asked.

“Yes, of course, you gotta work and I’m not gonna get in the way of that”, you answered her with a smile.

“Okay, great, I hope you’re still here when I’m ready but if not, it was a pleasure to meet you”, she hugged you, not caring about your sticky shirt.

As she left with a wave, you sat down with KJ after he got you a new milkshake.

“I never got your name?”, he asked.

“Y/N”, you told him.

“Nice to meet you Y/N. Do you happen to like dogs?”, he questioned and you furrowed your brows as you felt a little confused about his question.

“Uhh, yeah, why?”, you asked.

“I just thought I’d ask because I see your into this collar wearing thing too”, he said, referring to the black choker around your neck.

“It’s not a collar, it’s a black belt at giving blowjobs”, you simply said as you sipped your milkshake but almost choked when you realized what you had just let out of your mouth. Today was going well for you…

You looked at KJ face with a little horror, waiting for him to look at you like you were crazy but he just smirked. And that’s when you felt a shiver. This boy was more gorgeous than you had thought and it was now that you actually realized the fact that you were sitting with KJ Apa at the Riverdale set, and on top of that, he had touched your boobs. Another shiver went through you as dirty thoughts about the ginger boy started to flow through your mind.

“I didn’t mean to say that”, you finally got some words out after clearing your mind.

“That’s alright. If you’re finished with the milkshake and don’t want me spill it on you again, we could go into my trailer so you could take a shower and I’ll give you a clean shirt”, he said.

“I think I’ve had enough sticky substances on me today so let’s go”, you said and wanted to facepalm so hard as you clearly weren’t controlling your mouth today. KJ only laughed at this as you started to follow him.


The walk to his trailer wasn’t long and you mostly kept behind him as you felt a little embarrassed about your words. He opened the door and went in and you came behind him and closed the door. You looked around the trailer and saw that on the right was a living room area and on the left, a bedroom with a door, probably leading to the bathroom.

“So the shower’s there and you can undress in my bedroom and I’ll get you that shirt”, KJ smiled as he pointed towards his bedroom.

“Okay, thanks”, you said and went to the room and closed the door. You had to take a moment before taking your clothes off and you hoped that KJ didn’t think that you were an idiot due to all the things you had said today. After a while, you took off your shirt and were about to remove your bra when the door opened and KJ stood there with a towel in his hands.

“Oh fuck, sorry, I should’ve knocked, uh, here’s a towel”, he said but didn’t look away from your half naked body.

“At this rate, you’re gonna own me a dinner and a movie”, you laughed, trying to hide your blush from him.

“It’s a date”, KJ said quickly as he threw you the towel and left the room after closing the door.

You weren’t sure if he knew what he had just said but you tried to ignore it as you took off the rest of your clothes and went in the shower. It didn’t take more than a few minutes for you to finish and you dryed yourself, wrapped the towel around you and stepped back into the bedroom. Looking around for the shirt that KJ had promised, you didn’t see anywhere.

“Uh, KJ? Where’d you put the shirt?”, you yelled.

“Can I come in?”, he asked from behind the door.

“Yeah”, you simply said and made sure the towel was wrapped tightly around you body.

“Here, I forgot to bring it, I got caught up with reading the script”, he said and handed you a black t-shirt.

“No problem, thanks”, you said and waited for him to leave, but he didn’t.

“Can I ask you something?”, he said after a moment and you nodded.

“Did you mean what you said about your necklace thing?”, he asked and shifted uncomfortably, which made you smirk as you knew what was going on. You weren’t one to sleep around but knowing that you had made your favorite actor horny, you couldn’t resist to tease him a little.

“I did. Do you want me to prove it to you?”, you asked with a seductive voice and a smirk on your face.

You waited for his answer with anticipation but it never came. Instead, you felt him grab your hips and place his lips against yours. You didn’t know if you had zoned out for a second or if he was inhumanly fast but you had completely missed the moment when he had approached you from the door and was now running his hands all over you as you kissed him back.

You felt the hunger in his kisses and his right hand slipped under your towel to brush his fingers over your wet slit. You bucked you hips against him as his fingers weren’t enough to give you the satisfaction you needed. He noticed your urgency and in a second, he had ripped your towel off and pushed you down onto his bed.

“Your body is amazing, Y/N”, he told you as he lowered himself between your legs. You didn’t say anything as you were still trying believe that this was actually happening.

You lifted your legs on his shoulders as he placed his head right over your pussy and you could feel his breathing. He licked a long stripe from your entrance to your clit before parting your lips with two fingers. You moaned from the touch and it was a signal for him to continue as he started to flick and suck your clit. You gripped onto his hair and it made him look you into your eyes and seeing KJ Apa between your legs was something you never thought would happen. You were used to not cumming in sex but the eye contact was enough for you to get the release you wanted as you moaned loudly.

After your amazing orgasm, you tried to gather yourself as you knew the situation wasn’t over and KJ’s belt jiggling confirmed it. You saw him take his pants off and pulling his white shirt off. Your mouth dropped a little when you saw his ripped abs fully. He noticed your reaction and smirked, removing his underwear while looking you into your eyes, or he was, you couldn’t as you stared at his length with wide eyes.

“You ready for this?”, he questioned with a smirk as he stroked himself a few times and then climbed on the bed next to you.

“Do you even need to ask that?”, you smirked back and rolled on top of him to kiss him.

“I need you”, he whispered between kisses and you didn’t waste any time placing his cock against your entrance but didn’t put it in. You wanted to tease him.

“Beg for it”, you said and silently wondered where your dominant side was coming from as you usually liked to be the submissive.

“I don’t beg, baby girl”, he said in a low voice.

“Then you’re not gonna feel my tight pussy squeezing your big cock”, you teased and saw his eyes go wide.

“Fuck it. Please, sit on my cock, I want you to ride me, baby, please, don’t tease”, he pleaded and it made you smirk in satisfaction and you lowered yourself on him.

“Fuck”, you both moaned at the same time.

You placed your hands against his chest for support and started to move up and down. You watched KJ close his eyes in pleasure as he started to pant and gripped your hips. You started at a slow pace but speeded it up as you needed more. You kept doing the movement for a good five minutes or so before KJ pushed you off of him and stood up. You didn’t hesitate to get on all fours in front of him at the beds edge and wiggled your ass at his crotch. He only smirked at your eagerness and slammed right into you. You lowered your chest on the bed and kept your ass up, resulting him to give you a slap on it. He started to fuck you with incredible speed and you knew when his pounding started to get a little sloppy after a while, that he was close to cumming.

“I’m gonna cum!”, he yelled, confirming your thoughts. You didn’t think that he would suddenly pull out but when he did, he forced you onto your knees to the floor and shoved his cock into your mouth.

“Make me cum with your mouth”, he demanded and you obeyed and started to work. You took him into your mouth as deep as you could and the part that couldn’t fit, you gripped with your hand. You needed to prove him that your words were true about being a 'black belt’ at blowjobs. You deepthroated him until your eyes were teary and then he took a fistful of your hair and released himself inside your throat, making you instantly swallow it but when he pulled out, he was still cumming a little and it dropped down onto your chest.

“Guess you didn’t have enough sticky substances on you today”, KJ smirked at you. You only laughed at this and climbed back on the bed to lay down. He did the same and cuddled you.

“I gotta ask, did you mean what you said about the date?”, you blurted out as it had been bothering you and you needed to know.

“I did, I just didn’t mean to ask it like that”, he said, sounding a little embarrassed.

“Doesn’t matter, my answer is yes anyway”, you smiled and shared a kiss with him.

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ADDICTED. {MAFIA & SOULMATE AU) PART 2

Series: When you’re born, you can’t see a color until you meet the eyes of your Soulmate for the first time. Bangtan is known as one of the most infamous gangs around. This series will focus on the lighter side of things, their soulmates- Well, maybe they’re lighter. Maybe.

Genre: Angst, Mafia!AU, Soulmate!AU, Fluff

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, violence, substance abuse, mature themes, strong language

Word count: 5,384

Summary: Suga, the Stealth and Weapons guy of Bangtan meets his Soulmate with a bang. He’d grown up believing in the idea of finding the person he was destined to be with and won’t let her get away. Even if she’s addicted, he’s determined to help her. He just wants to save his Blue girl.

PART 1


it had been a few months since you’d met Yoongi and the rest of Bangtan and you felt sheltered. You felt as though you were a child again who was locked in a home they were unable to explore or even go outside. Just simply forced to study. Yet again, you were back to where you had escaped from and it was scary. You hadn’t expressed your feelings to Yoongi about it and there really wasn’t a valid excuse as to why. He’d been there for you when you could be, not to say you didn’t do the same.

Almost every night Bangtan was involved in some shit and luckily you’d managed to stay out of it. However, when they got back and any of them were injured was where it got bad. In just the past month alone three of them had come back with assorted bullet wounds. They never went to the hospital as they had Jin, the medic back at home. He was a serious guy a good amount of the time, but sometimes he had a light hearted side towards the other boys but rarely towards you. Yoongi had mentioned once that Jin was weird about Soulmates, but you never really dug up why.

Your encounters with the rest of Bangtan started off monitored by Yoongi, but now you were ‘allowed’ to talk to them alone. Except for Jungkook. Your soulmate didn’t want you anywhere near the Maknae of the gang. The first time he’d taken you in front of them all to introduced you as Blue, he’d almost beat the shit out of the younger. He made some sly comment towards you and in a blur Yoongi had his hands around the other’s neck. RM was the one to break it up.

Four of the members had nicknames in the outside world. I didn’t ask why only them, but Yoongi had nonchalantly said that they were the most well known and with that wanted to be able to go out in public with their names, so they created an alias. There was RM, the leader. RM stood for Rap Monster (For some reason) and the other boys constantly made jokes about it. There was J-Hope and then there was V. Of course, you knew all of their real names, but you didn’t feel like it was truly right for you to use them.

You got along well with J-Hope. He spent a lot of time with you when he wasn’t with his Soulmate. He seemed the happiest of all of them, even though the only one who didn’t seem happy was Jin. He always had this- scowl.

V took time to sit with you when you were crashing and Yoongi wasn’t around. He almost felt like a younger brother to you by this point in you living with them. He was a bit of a creep sometimes with the random shit he said, but you vibed with him a lot. He’d talked to you about your past and completely understood it. He never talked about his own too much but you could only infer that he had some kind of past with drugs.

Now, the semester was ending and as finals came to a close, you could almost feel your mind breaking. All of the parties you knew you couldn’t attend since you were clean now, but also because you were trapped at the home now. Being at school for the last few days was suffering for you as everyone spoke to you. You’d almost shut yourself away from every one of your friends to attempt not to fall back into the life you were living.

Yoongi was normally always on time to get you from class, but he seemed to be running late today. None of your friends ever really questioned who picked you up, just figuring you had a boyfriend now or something and that’s also why you moved out. You’d fought the group of them so that you could wait alone, but one of the guys Jackson wouldn’t leave. He said that this was a late class and it was getting dark, so he didn’t want to leave you there alone.

“Are you sure I can’t drive you home?” he asked for probably the 20th time in the past half hour. You nodded. “I have a full tank, it’s really fine Y/N.” he sighed seeing you repeat the same response again. “Are you coming to my end of the year party? It’s at the house with all of the boys and everyone. And me, I’ll be there.”

“You know I can’t, Jacks. I stopped drinking and smoking and everything- I just need to focus on myself.” You sat on the curb and put your head in your hands that rested uptop your knees.

“Yeah, but that’s during the school year.” He sat next to you. “It’s Summer ba-” He stopped himself. He’d always had the habit of calling you baby girl, but so did Yoongi. Something set you off when your friend had tried calling you it once  Yoongi had begun so you’d asked him to stop. He asked if it was because you had a boyfriend now and you just shrugged. He was such a serious guy, but always so full of questions. “It’s Summer, Y/N. Party with us. It’s gonna be tomorrow night. Since your ride isn’t showing up you could just come over no-”

Almost in sync with Jackson taking your wrist, Yoongi’s black audi had pulled up blasting music. Within seconds he was out of the car and pulling you away from your friend. “Why the fuck are you here?” he yelled towards Jackson, throwing you towards the car only to stop yourself from colliding with it with your hands.

“I go to fucking school here. You’re with this jackass? Y/N, come on. Really? Suga?” Jackson could almost laugh. He attempted to make a movement towards me only to find Yoongi’s fist colliding with his face. He was on the ground, holding his cheek.

“What are you doing?!” you yelled. You’d never yelled at him before. Your blood was boiling from your slight anger and through his intense one.

“If any of you or GOT7 come near her ever again, I don’t give a fuck if you’re in the same fucking class, consider it an official declaration of war from Bangtan.” he spat in Jackson’s direction. “Let’s go, baby girl.”  He opened the passenger seat for you and hurried you inside. You watched Jackson through the window in complete awe as his figure disappeared into the distance.

“He’s in a gang?” you questioned, quickly putting on your seatbelt as Yoongi drove faster than normal. “He was my first friend here-”

“Wang is a fucking piece of shit.” he spat, his eyes focused on the road in front of him as he swerved through cars. “The one day I’m late… And you know why I’m late? Because of GOT fucking 7. Their prick of a leader was going through negotiations with Namjoon and I and basically holding us hostage. This was a fucking set up and I’m just wondering how he knew you were mine.”

You extended a hand to his hair and ran your fingers through it, smoothing it out. That always calmed him down when he was in pain. You trailed them down and began to trace his lips, causing his anger to momentarily subdue into a chuckle. “Maybe it’s because you take me and pick me up everyday, Yoongi. Maybe he recognized the car or spotted you.”

“That must be it. You’re so smart, baby, so smart.” the corners of his mouth perked up as he came to a stop in front of a red light. He put the car in park and leaned over the console to kiss you hungrily. “I wish your fucking school was closer to the house.” He said in between kisses. “I just want to- fuck.” He pulled away and put the car back into drive as the light changed.


Surrounding the entire Bangtan home was a gate which a woman was monitoring. You’d met her a few times and been absolutely delighted by her presence, but knew she had more important things going on. She was Hoseok’s Soulmate and she was as bright as him. Yoongi simply waved and they gate open, tightly clicking closed once we were through. The driveway of the home was littered with expensive cars, trucks, and even a few motorcycles. It was amazing how they were even able to get any of these out from how cluttered it was.

Yoongi was calmed now, but the second the two of you were in the door and faced with Namjoon he heated up again. “I’m not mad, just tell me why Jaebum has called me three times.” The leader’s voice was calm, as always. You began to walk around them, but before you could get two steps away Yoongi grabbed your hand and intertwined your fingers together.

“Jackson was at Blue’s fucking school. He was there with her when I got there. Remember how I wrote to you during the meeting that there had to be some motive behind the length? That was it.”

“And?” Namjoon lingered on the end of the word. Yoongi’s lips looked locked as his hand tensed around yours. There was no way he was speaking.

“Suga hit him. In the face.” Your own words surprised you but it was clear you weren’t leaving without them. Yoongi just shrugged.

“Are you joking? Oh, c’mon. We just got on good terms with GOT7 after Kook took one of their girls.” The two of them chuckled within this serious moment then when back to normal. “Just go and apologize to Wang. We need to be on good terms with them.” Namjoon turned away and Yoongi lightly mimicked his speech.  “Hey! I heard that.” his feet stopped and he whipped his head back towards us with his phone glued to his ear. “And you threatened him too? Ahh, I feel like a father. Just fix it, Suga. I’m not taking this lightly.”

The two of you walked back to your room and upon the door closing, he almost tackled you to the bed. He was covering your face in kisses with an attitude you preferred over the angrier one. “Hey, I have a question.” you started and he hovered above you for a moment to nod then went back down. Now, he was lightly sucking on your neck and you couldn’t help except to giggle. “Can I call you my boyfriend?” you expected a stop, but he continued like you hadn’t even spoke. There was no response for a minute and you just sighed.

He pulled away and licked his lips while staring into your pools of blue. “Haven’t you been already? Y/N, I call you my girlfriend if someone asks.” Yoongi rolled off of you and landed to your right, huffing away.

“Yeah?” you felt a tingle in your chest and turned on your side to look at his hair. The roots were growing in now and the blonde was pale. “Can we dye your hair? We. Me. You?” you were flustering yourself as you watched his smile grow. You couldn’t help but jumble your words when he smiled. It was just so damn enticing.

“Yeah, yeah. I was thinking black.” He snaked his arm underneath you and pulled you tight into him. “Is that cool baby?”

“Bangtan’s bad boy takes back his normal hair color.” you teased him. He couldn’t help but kiss your nose as a response.

He liked this personality on you. The carefree lax one. For the first but you were more reserved and didn’t respond well sometimes. However, he never got frustrated with it. With the random sickness and the fits of needing to fuel yourself with everything you once had. He’d held you for nights on end and watched you for hours to make sure you were okay. He just wanted to make sure you were okay and ready to live a new life. A new life with him.

You could almost fall asleep in that moment until you heard a loud banging. “Hey, dickhead!” it was Taehyung’s voice, “Joonie says we gotta go now!” The leader despite being across the house was still loud enough for you to hear him tell the younger to knock it off and hurry up causing you all to laugh. His footsteps scurried off as your boyfriend untangled you from himself.

“See ya.” his kissed your cheek and ran out quickly. As soon as the door was shut you couldn’t help but push your face into a pillow and scream. It wasn’t too loud, but it was what you needed in the moment. A moment of happiness sort of. You stood up and stretched your body. Seeing as you were alone now you changed into a pair of shorts and a large black shirt that you figured was probably his.

As you stepped into the hallway, you really had no idea who was being loud in the kitchen currently. Pans were clanging against each other along with an assortment of “fuck” and other swear words. “Do you need help-” you began before spotting Jungkook and his black eye from whatever fight they’d gotten into last night. You hadn’t really been alone with him. Nobody really wanted you to, but he didn’t seem as threatening as always as you watching him struggle to pick a pot.

“Everyone else is gone right now, even her and them and- I wanted to be nice and make all of them food since I fucked up the raid last night and got the least brutal bits of it.” he pushed his hair back and sighed before letting a light hearted smile onto his face. “Are you even allowed to speak to me? Blue, was it?”

“You know my name.” you whispered back, a bit annoyed at him. “I can help you if you’re not- creepy like always.” he nodded. “Promise?” Another nod.  It was crazy how this guy knew so much about the world, but so little about the basic things. You weren’t quite sure of how much time the two of you had to cook, but you knew they’d definitely be hungry when they got back. Boy, could Bangtan eat.

You ended up making a spaghetti and chicken parmesan with mixed vegetables. Jungkook boiled the water and if you asked for help he claimed he was studying what you were doing for “next time”. While you were cooking you began to believe that him being loud was a ploy to lure out the only other person home to cook for him. He even pretended he had another agenda, but you didn’t really mind cooking. You never got too much of a chance unless you were alone. It was ironic because you did most of the grocery shopping with whoever was available.

About an hour and a half after you’d begun cooking, the boys had returned home. Well, everyone but Hoseok and his girl, so you figured they didn’t leave together. Everyone was untouched except for your boyfriend who only was wearing half a jacket and was pissed off. “Suga, you’re lucky all they did was burn it! Wang is an angry dude, you know? Coulda killed you and Blue over there.” Jimin teased and Yoongi tossed the burned fabric on the younger’s head.

“Ahh, did you make dinner?” he made his way over to you and wrapped his arms around you from the back. “With the brat? Extraordinary.” his voice was full of sarcasm and you could almost hear his eye roll from behind you which everyone greeted with a laugh. “Mmm, it looks so good.” he whispered into your ear and for some reason it made you feel happy. Being surrounded by your soulmate and his closest friends in this moment was making you happy.

The seven of you ate and it was almost weird the way they acted. They’d probably just come from something with GOT7 but not a single one of them mentioned it. They just acted normal and talked about their lives. At this dinner you’d found out everyone had met their soulmate except for Jimin at this point. It was almost alarming how easily he was taking the late bloomer jokes being made about him.

“See! This is the same thing with the height! Suga is only a little bit taller than me and he only met her a little bit before me-” Jimin began to argue

“It could still be years, Jiminie.” Jungkook teased him, hysterical laughing at the antics.

“Only a little bit before me!” his voice was raised as he repeated himself, “You guys constantly tease me for things Suga has like point one more than me in!” At this point everyone was hysterical and almost choking from Jimin’s rant. “Stop bullying me because it’s fun!”

Everyone basically waved him off as one by one they rose from the table to go to sleep or do whatever they had to do. In Jungkook’s case it was to go find some girl to take home for the night and Namjoon said he had to go take care of things before running out. You were in the dark on that one, but you didn’t want to pry there. Once everyone except for Yoongi and yourself were gone from the table, you stood up to start cleaning. Jin normally did it, but since you cooked tonight you offered.

“I’m gonna put some food away for Hoseok and them, okay?” Yoongi nodded and smiled at your sincerity. You packed it up and put it into the loaded fridge. They liked to keep themselves stocked despite only two of them really ever cooking.

“I have a question.” Yoongi began and it was almost funny how he was lowkey making fun of you from earlier. You nodded just as he and you began to collect the dishes from the table. “Do you miss your old life?” You choked on thin air as you slowly walked to the sink to stop yourself from dropping everything. “Do you resent me?” His voice was a bit smaller which made you a bit uncomfortable.

“No- I fell into a life due to my choices and I was stuck in a rut. I never want to get back to that level again.” You didn’t turn to face him and instead began to start the dishes. “Like, yeah. Sometimes I wish I could get drunk for a night or high or even do something else-” you heard a noise come from his throat as if he was forcing the words he wanted to say away. Which he probably was. He was definitely holding his sharp tongue. “But I don’t trust myself at this point in time with those things. Maybe one day again, but not today.”

Yoongi was suddenly next to you and taking the clean plates from the side of the sink to dry them and put them away. “That’s nice to hear.” he kissed your temple and quickly got back to work. “Was it Jackson and them who got you onto that shit?”

“No, not necessarily. The parties probably didn’t help, but it wasn’t them. Don’t try to find another reason to start a fight after you just apologized, Suga.”

“Oh, I hate it when you call me that. It feels so wrong, baby.” You simply shrugged and laughed at his little quirk. You’d always have to call him it when you weren’t behind confined doors despite the rest of Bangtan switching between names. He said that one day you’d be able to call him Yoongi at home, but right now you needed practice for public. He said it was more suffering for him more than you.

As you two finished back and headed to the room, another thought crossed your mind once you were getting changed for bed. “Hey, do the other boys know my name? Like not Blue- my name.”

“No, not yet.” he responded instantly while tugging his shirt off to reveal his defined chest. He could read your face from a mile away as he slipped out of his jeans and crashed onto the bed. “I’m not sure when I’m gonna tell them. It’s not gonna be a secret forever. Probably soon.”

“You keep contradicting yourself, Yoongi.” you sighed as you got changed into a silk pajama shorts set he had bought you. He slept almost naked while you almost always slept in something nice. He insisted upon it just in case something was to happen, but you weren’t quite too sure what that could be with a base as secretive and secure as Bangtan’s.

“I don’t mean to baby. It’s just I have a lot on my mind.” he took you into his arms almost the moment you were next to him. He loved to hold you and just take in your scent for a moment. A good amount of the time Yoongi could be sexual, but he hadn’t pushed you anywhere you wanted to go. However, you liked the moments like these better where you could hear his heartbeat and his light breathing. Then when the breathing would get a bit louder with little snores you couldn’t help except to giggle to yourself. He always almost collapsed atop of you when he passed out but then kept you tangled within him so he could almost assure you were there.


Normally there was no wakeup call, but today you were met with loud yelling. The second it began Yoongi and yourself jolted up. He tossed on a shirt and almost jumped into jeans and slipped on his sneakers then he ran full speed out of the room. It took you a moment to register the yelling, but you quickly followed. It was tough to keep up with him but you were right on his heels as he ran out to the front of the house.

“Oh come on.” Yoongi screamed as he held the door for you before jetting over to the rest of Bangtan who were stood by the gate. “Why the fuck are you all here?!”

You stood a bit behind the boys, but you could clearly see GOT7 on the other side of the gate. As you went to turn around, BamBam with his stupid good eyesight was quick to spot you. “Hey, Y/N!” he yelled and even from behind you could feel Yoongi getting angrier. “I thought Jackson was lying when he said you were with Bangtan. Ya’ know, we’re best pals with ‘em!” You made a sour face and sighed, instinctively sitting onto the ground.

“We’re not here to start any trouble, RM.” Jaebum was calm as always as he put a hand for a shake through the gate. “We just wanted to extend a hand,” he chuckled at the irony as RM shook it to be kind. “For all of you to come to our party tonight. As two of the youngest gangs, it’s only right since we’re on good terms. No other people involved in the mafia will be there. Just a bunch of college kids to celebrate a few of our boys graduating!” his voice was so sincere but seeing them all reminded you a lot of old times.

“Why did you have to show up here to invite us?” Jin snapped.

“Sincerity.” Jaebum smiled.

“Who gave you the address?” RM didn’t seem too angry, just annoyed.

“Ahh, I don’t wanna make you guys fight right before the big party, you know? It’s not too big of a deal, you know where our home is.”  Mark cut in. He always had this smile that made him seem like the baby despite being the older. “So, Y/N? Are you coming? You haven’t been around a lot.”

All fourteen pairs of eyes were on you and instead of a response you just rolled onto the ground as a dog would. “No, I’m busy.” you spoke once you decided to sit up. You were just in awe that this was happening to you at this point and frankly a bit annoyed that they went to this extent. You were friends throughout school and they most definitely didn’t help you when you had a problem. They basically encouraged it even more, but you weren’t about to ever disclose that information.

You watched as Jackson opened his mouth to say something, but Jaebum who you guessed was the leader cut him off. “Alright, sorry for being an inconvenience.” he was smiling now, “See you later, Y/N.” The seven of them waved and Bangtan stood outside to watch until they were off of the property.

“Y/N’s a cute name, Suga. I don’t know why you couldn’t just tell us that.” J-Hope smiled as he extended a hand to help you up. You took it with a sigh and wiped the bits of gravel off of yourself.

“I know it’s a cute name.” Yoongi almost snapped as we went to walk inside.

“They’re literally doing this to tease you, dude.” V spoke so casually and was trying to contain his laughter about it. “We’re on good terms with them, they’re not trying to fuck it up they’re just trying to annoy you that they’ve known her for longer. Y/N. Is it cool if I call you that?” You nodded.

“That’s literally the only reason.” Jimin agreed.

“Literally, shut the fuck up.” Yoongi spat and rolled his eyes, grabbing your arm to follow him to calm him down. You slid your hand into his and began to rub circles with your thumb on his hand.

“Hey, chill.” Was all you could start with once you slammed the bedroom door behind the two of you. Currently he was pacing in circles around the room as you started to get dressed. “You- You can’t let something this trivial like me get to you.”

“That’s the thing, Y/N. You’re not trivial and you’ll never be something low on my list. You’re top tier and then everything else. This just fucks it up. They like to have us on their side because we can kick their asses, but they’re just fucking with me. You just… you’re taking over my mind. All I wanna do nowadays is hold you in my arms and even run away sometimes. You’re fucking with my mind. It was always Bangtan. Bangtan. Bangtan. Now I just see you and your gorgeous smile waiting for me when I come back home.”

You couldn’t help except to blush as you stood pulling a dress over your head. You held it over your face for a few moments to hope the red would die down, but you knew it hadn’t. You pulled the black fabric over your frame only to find Yoongi sitting on the bed with his face in his hands.

“Hey.” you walked over and stood in front of him, gripping his bigger hands with your own. “It’s not a bad thing to care about someone like that. I care about you like that, Yoongi. I care the way you do too.” You could feel your heart almost swell up and you wondered if he felt it too. Normally your emotions were tied together, so you didn’t see why this time was any different.

“I get that, but when I’m out with 500 pounds of coke or in a room with 30 armed guys alone, I can’t be sucking my thumbs thinkin’ “Gee, I wonder what Y/N is gonna wear tonight when I take her out” or “I wonder if she’s asleep yet”. That fucks me up. It could get me killed, you know.”

You could feel bits of pettiness wanting to come out, but you knew he could get angry. Everyone knew of the infamous Suga’s anger and you didn’t wanted to provoke. Except, you may have by accident as you whispered. “I can just leave if I’m an inconvenience.”

“In what fuckin’ world would I want you to leave?” he snapped. You tensed up and he pulled you onto his lap into an awkward position. So you adjusted yourself by wrapping your legs around him. “Don’t think like that, I just gotta figure out a way to get these thoughts outta my head. My brothers and I- Bangtan, we’re in this for a reason. Not just cause we like money- Namjoon’s got a girl. She needs us to do this and I’d like to think that they’d do the same thing if you needed help. If you were hurting my brothers would take care of you. It just sucks that all I wanna do is get you away from this. My soulmate is this baby girl and I’m so fucking in love with her.”

You were at a loss for words as he carried on and involuntarily began to cry. He lifted a hand off of yours and began to swipe the tears away. Yoongi placed a soft kiss on your lips, he knew you preferred those to the hungry ones he normally attacked you with. You looked up into his beautiful brown eyes and studied them for a moment. This man was the man. The one who’s always be there for you and wanted so badly to keep you safe.

“I love you too.” your voice was small as you sniffled and he couldn’t help but laugh at the mess you were turning into above him. “I love you, I love you, I love you.” you repeated it and his chuckles got a bit deeper. “Thank you for saving me.”

“Don’t thank me, baby. It’s my job right? Like it’s yours to take care of me too. Everything you do doesn’t go unnoticed, you know that? I appreciate everything you do for me no matter how miniscule it is. Everything you do… Everything is exponential and extraordinary and I’m so proud of you for putting your past behind you to focus the way you do. It’s almost crazy to me to find someone else to care about. I’ve never cared about you the way I do and you know how big my heart is.” Sarcasm.

“Obviously.” you joked back and lightly hit at his chest. You held your hand there for a moment and took a fistful of his shirt into your hand. You pulled him in for a kiss and he moved on of his hands to the back of your head to deepen it. The two of you pulled away with shy smiles and you placed your forehead atop his. “Now, Yoongi. What do you say? Let’s go out on a date or something?”

“Is this a demand?” he cocked an eyebrow towards you.

“Yeah. It is.”

“What a surprise. I kinda like that. It’s a bit hot.” his voice deepened for a moment before he cleared his throat and lifted you onto the ground. “I’m just- uh- gonna go to the bathroom and then we can get out of here?”

You smiled and sat back onto the bed, rolling over to where you slept. “Wake me up when you’re done.”

“Or maybe I’ll just watch you sleep.” You closed your eyes with his words and couldn’t help except to smile to yourself as he tiptoed out and shut the door behind him.

There was no use in saying you could get used to this at this point because you were there. You were here with him and he was here to make you happy. He didn’t coddle you or even make you feel used in a sense. Min Yoongi the gang member was here to keep a smile on your face while his fist was on someone else’s. And that was something you could handle. Destiny had given you the challenge of him after he fixed he well enough to prepare you for it.

Fate had this weird way of working that when you were at your lowest, you met him. Even if it started off in a bad way, he’d taken you out of the shits and into this other life that could probably end with you dead. But, hey. That’s what you do for family and the people you love.



Author’s Note! Thank you for all of the positive feedback about Addicted! For now, this is the last part. I’m not too sure if I’ll come back here to this particular story in the future, so I left it on a note where everyone can be somewhat satisfied with the ending. Knowing me I probably will lmao im yoongi trash

So, as you may have realized the Mafia Soulmate AU will be a series and each boy will get their own parts! I wrote this particular one super quick because I had this insane muse, but I can’t really give a definite time each of the boys parts will come out. Just know they’re coming!

Anyways, thank you so much everyone!

Hoseok’s installment!

Taehyung’s installment!

Jungkook’s installment!

Before It’s Too Late (part 12)

Summary: Bucky starts dating a girl from his History of Art class. The only problem: you’re in love with him. College AU.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: idk man

A/N: I’M BAAAAACCCKKKKKKK!! FINALLY, RIGHT? I had the worst case of writers block ever. Anyways I hope ya enjoy this part, it’s been a while.

Bucky had been afraid to stop by your apartment again, fearing that he’d end up with another black eye, courtesy of Wanda. So, he stayed away and would try to find you around campus but it seemed as if you weren’t attending classes which was false because he had asked Clint if you were attending creative writing and he said yes.

You had been avoiding Bucky. You knew the places he went when on campus so you stayed away from those spots. It was better this way. You didn’t think you’d have the strength to see Bucky face-to-face after hearing all the harsh words he spat at you.

It was silly to even think the handsome man would ever reciprocate your feelings.

As you’re packing up, taking your sweet time so that you wouldn’t run into Bucky on the way out, your professor calls you to her.

“Yes?” you question, holding onto the strap of your bag.

“I graded your make-up paper last night and might I say, it has been the best paper you’ve ever submitted so far.” she smiled, handing you your paper. “It had so much emotion to it, I felt like I was there, feeling everything. You’ve really outdone yourself, Y/N.”

You smile. “Thank you so much.”

Your professor nods. “Keep it up. Your writing is outstanding.”

You thank her once more before leaving the building. Once the sun hits you, you pull out your phone and call Clint.

“Yeah, hi, if this isn’t the president saying I get the key to the city then goodbye.” he spoke and you roll your eyes.

“You’re never gonna get the key to the city, you’re not that special.” you respond.

He scoffs. “You’re not special either. In fact, I took your picture out of my car a few days ago.”

“Clint, I saw the picture in your car yesterday when you took me to the store.”

“…. Whatever.”

“Anyways, I called to tell you that I received my make-up paper today.”

“What’d you get?”

You see your car coming into view and pull your keys out from your bag. “A perfect score. She said it’s the best paper I’ve submitted so far.”

“See, I knew you had it in you.”

You roll your eyes. “Shut up.”

Clint laughs. “Hey, so I got this thing. It’s for-”

You stop listening to him and focus on Bucky who had just opened the door to your creative writing class. You obviously couldn’t tell what he was saying but panic set in and you quickly unlocked your car.

“Shit, Clint I have to go. Talk to you later.” you hang up right in the middle of his protests. You buckle up and start your car just as he shuts the building door with a frown etched on his face.

You back out of the parking lot, not looking back once.


Knocking on Steve’s door, you hope and pray Bucky doesn’t answer and you let out a sigh of relief when you see Sam.

“Hey Y/N, what’s up?”

You enter the apartment and look around, half to see if Bucky was there and half for Steve.

“You guys got lemons to spare? Wanda’s been watching some cooking channel and she wants to try and make something from it but she needs lemons and I’m too lazy to drive all the way to the store.” You say.

“Ummm… I think so. Let me see.” you watch Sam go into the kitchen and open the fridge. At this time, you hear a door open from the hallway and your heart starts beating fast. You’re expecting to see Bucky but instead you see Steve and you start to calm down.

“Hey, Y/N. What’re you doing here?”

“Came for some lemons.” you respond.

Steve nods and Sam comes back with a bag full of 4 lemons. “Here ya go.”

You take the bag and smile at your friend. “Thanks Sammy.”

“No problem. I’m coming by to eat. Need to see if Wanda put my lemons to good use.” he says and you chuckle.

“Alright, I’ll tell her.” you say then turn to Steve. “See you later, Blondie.”

Steve playfully rolls his eyes and bids you goodbye before you exit their apartment.

Bucky, who had been painting in his room, heard muffled noises over his music that was playing but he brushed it off as Steve and Sam talking or watching a movie. It wasn’t until he heard a familiar laugh that he turned down his music and listened carefully.

The brunette heard ‘alright, I’ll tell her’ and jumped up, placing his paint palette on his desk before busting out of his room and running into the living room. He came to a halt when he saw only Steve and Sam.

“Where’s Y/N?” Bucky questioned, frowning.

“She just left.” Sam says, flopping down on the couch with the remote in his hand.

“Buck…” Steve frowned, placing a hand on his friend’s shoulder.

“I gotta get back to painting.” he says, shrugging the blonde off before heading back to his room.


A couple of days pass and Bucky’s about had it. He needed to talk to you which was why he was standing at the door, looking through the peephole as he waited for you to get back from your classes.

“What’re you doing?” Sam questioned as he walked into the room.

“Waiting for Y/N.” was his response.

“Okay… that’s not creepy at all.” Sam checked his phone before nudging Bucky. “Move, I gotta go meet Cynthia at that coffee shop.”

Bucky steps back and looks at his friend. “Cynthia, huh? You two a thing now?”

“Yeah, it just kind of happened.” He shrugged with a smile.

Bucky pats his friend on his shoulder. “I’m happy for you, man.”

“Thanks.” Sam says goodbye to the brunette before leaving the apartment.

He goes back to looking through the peephole and when he does, he sees you passing the door. Immediately, he pulls the door open and steps out, calling your name.

He hadn’t rehearsed what he was going to say to you so when you turned around and he saw your face for the first time in weeks, his mind went blank.

You stood there, slightly panicking as the two of you stared at each other awkwardly. Breathing in sharply, you take a step back and Bucky reaches for you.

“Wait! Please…”

You stare at his outstretched hand before looking up at him and sighing. “What do you want, James?”

Bucky’s heart shattered.

James.

James.

You would jokingly call him James but this… this was nowhere near being a joke.

“Please, don’t call me James, Y/N…” it came out as a whimper.

You sighed again. “What do you want?”

Bucky took a deep breath. “I’m sorry for the way I reacted when you told me how you felt. I-” he sighed. “I was mad that you waited so long to tell me. I was mad because you waited till I moved on to tell me how you felt. It’s not an excuse, what I did and how I responded was completely unnecessary. I just thought that you were saying all that because Vis told you how I felt. I didn’t think you were being sincere and I acted out. But I’m sorry. It hurt seeing you cry and it hurt when I got punched twice and it hurt even worse when you started avoiding me.” he takes a cautious step towards you. “I just want to make things right.”

The fact that he just said he thought Vis told you how he felt completely flew over your head.

Your eyebrows knit together. “You got punched twice?” Bucky nods. “By who?”

“Nat and Wanda… don’t worry, I deserved it.”

You think back to when Wanda held ice to her fist, saying she punched a wall and you shake your head.

Silence filled the air as you stared at the charm bracelet on your wrist, playing with the angel wings locket that had Bucky’s picture in it while Bucky stared at you. He opened his mouth a couple of times, wanting to speak but not knowing what to say so he just closed his mouth.

Finally, he sighed. “I broke up with Kristen.”

Your eyes snap up to meet his. “Oh… sorry to hear that.”

“It’s fine. It wasn’t a bad break up or anything. We… we broke up because of you.” Your eyes widen and once Bucky plays back exactly what he just said in his head, his eyes widen too. “I didn’t mean it like that! I just- I mean-” he stops talking and takes a deep breath to calm himself. “I’m in love with you, Y/N. I have been for a while but I’ve never said anything.”

“Why?”

“You have a specific type. I’ve caught onto it throughout the years of us being friends. You like high-classed guys. Guys who clean up nicely and play golf and do all of that boring shit… but that’s not me. I don’t fit into that. I didn’t think I was your type so I never said anything. I thought if I waited it out that my feelings would go away. Obviously, I was wrong.” Bucky takes your hand in his, never taking his eyes off yours. “Please, Y/N… please.”

Your eyes start to water as you shake your head, pulling your hand away from Bucky.

“I can’t.” you say. “I’m sorry Bucky, but I can’t. You hurt me.”

You take a step back but he follows.

“Let me fix this. I don’t want to lose you. I can’t lose you.” His eyes filled with tears. “Please let me fix this.”

“Bucky,” you sighed.

“Please…”

“Bucky just… give me some time, alright? I need time.” You say and he nods, wiping his eyes before his tears could fall.

“Okay, I’ll give you time.” the handsome brunette runs his fingers through his hair as he steps back. “I know this is a stretch but will you, uh, come to my art show? It’s this Friday.” you give him a hesitant look and he licks his bottom lip. “I’m not asking as the guy who’s madly in love with you. I’m asking as your friend.”

You exhale loudly before nodding. “I’ll think about it.”


A/N: I’ll fix any mistakes in the morning. I hope ya like this part :) tell me what ya think!

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MONSTA X MAFIA AU

History:
Founded by Shownu and Wonho in the year 20xx, the Montella Family is a mafia organization in Seoul. They had been under the Stellanave family for a long time until the boss and underboss had a dispute that resulted in the division of the family which caused the family to fall apart. The Montella family chose not to side to anyone claiming that they do not serve any boss but instead they served the family. Those who shared their views joined the family and became an independent family. Their dealings range from smuggling to assassination. They have a few alliances in other families in Seoul like Banlidiche family, Seveno family, and Gotillon family. There are seven original members of this family that operated on their own while they were still getting started until their family grew.

Rules:
1. Do not kill unless it is absolutely necessary
2. Do not disclose information about the family to anyone outside of it
3. No one shall start any disputes amongst the members
4. All the operations must go through the boss or the underboss first
5. Should any member break any of the rules, they shall be given appropriate punishments


Members:

SHOWNU

As one of the founder, Shownu became the boss by default. He is in charge of all the decision makings in the family. He comes off as a quiet boss but everyone in the family knows better than to disobey him. He does not show or demonstrate his authority causing the other six to be so relaxed around him and makes the rest of the family sometimes wonder if he really is the boss. But the original members make sure that everybody knows Shownu holds all the authority.

Shownu sits on a couch inside his office. In front of him is a glass table full of papers waiting to be read and go through. He massages his temples and takes a sip of his coffee. He picks up one document and reads it. It is a proposal for a whore house in the third district. He raises his left eyebrow upon reading it.

Who in the world sent this? Everybody knows I don’t do human trafficking.

He reaches for his phone and is about to call for his underboss when the door suddenly opens.

“Oh Wonho, I was just about to call you.”

Wonho looks at him, confused.

He raises the document and shakes it lightly.

“Do you know who sent this? It’s a proposal for a whore house. We don’t do this kind of business.”

“Really? Probably one of those assholes from Gendena. I heard they’re sending those kinds of proposals all over. You’re not obliged to reply to them though. Someone probably did already.”

“Oh is that so? Well, that’s all,” Shownu dismissively says.

“I actually came here to tell you something.”

Shownu just looks at him, a signal for Wonho to continue.

“I’m afraid we have a problem. The Banlidiche family seems like they have a traitor. All the documents about our joint gambling house in the second district is gone.”

“That really is a problem. Do they have an idea on who is this traitor is.”

“Not at all.”

“That’s a bigger problem.”

“What do we do now?”

Shownu thinks for a moment until he suddenly gets an idea.

“Well, we have someone who could sniff out clues.”

Wonho smiles.

“Of course of course. How could I forget? I’ll go talk to him.”

Wonho is out of the door before Shownu could reply, but not even a minute later he peaks in the doorway.

“He hates the term sniff out, by the way. It sounds like he’s a dog.”

Shownu laughs.

WONHO

Co-founder of the family. He gave the role of the boss to Shownu because he believes he can’t handle that much power and responsibility, but he was willing to assist Shownu thus he became an underboss. He is the one who puts all of Shownu’s decisions into actions. He controls all their dealings, business, and operations. He is often teased by the original members except for Shownu but they also love and respect him as much as Shownu.

Wonho gets out of Shownu’s office and goes down the stairs. He goes straight to the kitchen to find who he’s looking for but is surprised when he does not find him there. He reaches for his phone to call him but completely forgot it when he saw the text message he received.

Eyey, heard Banlidiche’s got a snake and this one is sliii-ck. Second district already lost a million. Whatchu. whatchu gonna do?~

“Damn it,” he mutters in frustration and dials the sender’s number.

“Hello hello baby, you called I can’t hear a thing,” a voice from the other line answers.

“Min. This is no time to be joking around.”

“I really can’t hear anything. The house is so noisy. Lemme go outside first”

“Says the one who seemed like he swallowed a speaker.”

“I’m outside now. And I heard that but I won’t get mad because there are other things to worry about.”

“What was that text all about Min?”

“Exactly as I put it. This house already lost a million.”

“Would you care to elaborate?”

“Well, some group waltz in and they suddenly beat all the bets and took our money.”

“Are they still there?”

“Yup, they’re still taking some more.”

“Shit. Keep an eye on them. I’ll send in our boys now.”

“Wait. I don’t think the snake is here. You wouldn’t think that snake would go here immediately after his snakery right?”

“Snakery? Is that even a word?”

“Right?” Minhyuk emphasizes the word.

“Right,” Wonho concededly replies.

“Right,” Minhyuk repeats. “So I think the people here are his accomplices somehow. But we don’t want to act yet because they’ll know it’s trouble when we walk in~ and might blow our chances.”

“You’re right. But keep an eye for them anyway.”

“‘Kay. Say hi to daddy Shownu for me. His baby misses him.”

“Too much information Minhyuk. Why don’t you tell him that yourself.”

“Because I want him to miss me too.”

Wonho rolls his eyes.

“Whatever Minhyuk. Just do your job.”

MIHYUK

Minhyuk’s hair might not be big but he knows everything about everyone. He likes to get random jobs everywhere to get information about anything even if it doesn’t concern their family. But he believes that any information is relevant. His way of getting information is a bit odd for others but he enjoys it because he gets to experiences different jobs and encounters different people. He also thinks that his way is unsuspicious and that no one would suspect him as a member of a mafia.
People often take him as another gossiper but tend to trust him so easily because of his angelic face. He loves his members a lot though he loves Shownu a little bit more. 

Minhyuk puts his phone down and places it inside his pocket. He heads for the gambling table where their target is playing poker. He observes them for a moment and notices that the player’s card seemed a little thicker than the normal cards.

Double huh.

He moves from the opponent’s side to the target’s and slowly approaches one of his companions, a woman wearing a knee length red dress.

“I was wondering what the crowd was all about and damn he’s good,” he starts. “Is he your husband? You must be getting luxuries.”

The woman looks at their suspiciously but then he smiles and he sees the woman soften.

“Oh no no. I’m just his glorified secretary.”

“Why glorified?”

“I’m just another of one of his side girls. Capos like him get all the girls in the district since the bosses and under bosses are too busy making money.”

Bingo. But he still gotta play it cool.

He pretends to look confused and the woman laughs.

“Ah sorry. You wouldn’t understand.”

“Oh okay. But he’s not your husband?”

“No.”

He stays for a few moments as not to seems suspicious, he makes comments every now and then to see if the woman can give any more information but when he feels like there isn’t anymore the woman can provide, he excuses himself telling her that he must get back to his cleaning job.

He decides to head back to the headquarters when his phone rings. He groans in frustration when he sees the caller ID.

Looks like I won’t be getting in daddy’s arms anytime soon.

“What?” he answers.

“I heard what happened. Wonho told me to call you.”

“Yeah. Looks like one of Bandiliche’s capo built a little gang. You heading there?”

“Yup. Are you still in the house?”

“Uh huh. I suppose Wonho told you to tell me to not leave yet.”

“He indeed did.”

Minhyuk groans in frustration again.

“Calm down Minhyuk. You’ll see Shownu soon. We’ll make this quick okay?”

“Fine. But you’ll have to bake me cupcakes when you get home,” Minhyuk whines.

“Alright alright.”

“Yes! I love you Kihyunnie.”

KIHYUN

Kihyun was a former detective who quit his job after he found out about the corruption within his department. He joined the Montella family thinking that he might as well do it in the right place if he’s going to do dirty work. He is in charge of investigating issues within the family like unsupervised assassination, stolen money from their stash, and unusual activities in their business.

Kihyun sits on the passenger seat of their car, listening to some random song the driver put on while looking at the passing scenes outside the window.

“We’re here sir,” he hears the driver say.

Kihyun immediately got out of the car and entered the massive building the car stopped in front of. A guy in black welcomes him and leads him to an office. He sees a man lying on the couch with a book covering his face when he enters the office.

“You may go now,” the man says to the guy in black.

When the guy is out the door the man sits up and looks at Kihyun.

“I’m surprised you have time to laze around when we’re almost going bankrupt,” Kihyun says to the man.

“Bullshit. One gambling house won’t affect our profits. Both of our profits. Your underboss just likes overreacting,” the man replies.

“Fair point. But I’ll have you know that Wonho doesn’t like overreacting. He just wants to be safe than sorry. Unlike you, Yoongi,” Kihyun fires

“Well do I have to apologize for being laid back Kihyun?” Yoongi fires back.

“Now now, no need to be so aggressive. I only came here to do my job,” Kihyun says.

Yoongi just stares at him for a while before his stoic face breaks into a smile. Kihyun smiles back. Yoongi stands up from the couch and leads Kihyun outside.

“So, how’s it going on your side?” Kihyun asks.

“Seokjin is still working on the CCTVs but seems like this one’s very clever. Hoseok is also asking around.”

“Uh huh. You should really work on the supervision on your capos. They could strike any time.”

Yoongi rolls his eyes at him.

“Right. So here’s the room that the document was stored,” He leads Kihyun in a room full of shelves. “And here’s the where the document was.” He points to a middle shelf.

Kihyun goes to the shelf and opens it. He sees that there is an evident blank space between the two documents. He looks around the room some more and sees a photocopying machine.

“You really shouldn’t store a photo copying machine inside a room full of confidential documents.”

“You think we don’t know that? That one’s already busted. Some idiot used it incorrectly and…”

Yoongi trailed off when he sees Kihyun looking at him with absolute horror.

“What?” Yoongi asks him.

“Yoongi why?” Kihyun says before rushing to the photocopying machine.

“Shit. Don’t tell me…”

“That idiot who busted this was no idiot. He stole another document and photo copied the gambling documents to cover it up.”

“Fuck!”

Kihyun suddenly started opening random shelves and going through documents.

“What are you doing?” Yoongi asks

“Finding the original document for the gambling house. He should have placed it in whatever document he stole as a replacement.”

Yoongi nods before helping Kihyun to find the said documents. After a few minutes of scouring and rummaging. Yoongi suddenly cursed out loud.

“Shit!”

“Have you found it?”

“Yes, and it’s the documents for the imprisonment and release of the Raveeno family’s boss”

“Oh my god. Why would you keep a document for release?”

“Well, you never know when you’re gonna be needing them.”

Yoongi’s phone rang before Kihyun could say anything.

Kihyun watches as Yoongi’s facial expression morphed from worried to glee. He puts the phone down and smiles at Kihyun.

“We found the man,”

“Well I supposed our job here is done?”

“C'mon this is a whole family we’re dealing with. And don’t you want to create destruction together? Like old times? The world would love to see your Beauty and Beast and our Three Musketeers together again.”

Kihyun chuckles. “Go talk to Shownu then.”

HYUNGWON

Hyungwon is part of the assassination unit called “The Beauty and the Beast” His style of assassination is the quiet assassination wherein he charms his target and lures them to their doom. The family sends in Hyungwon for assassinations that is a one-person target.

Hyungwon enters the bar and scans the place for his target, the son and heir to a major conglomerate in Seoul. He sees him sitting on one of the stools on the counter. He makes his way to the counter and sits three stools away from his target. He motions for the bartender to get his drink serve while observing his target. Hyungwon picks up that he isn’t much of a heavy drinker and only chooses light drinks. He motions for the bartender again and tells him to make the strongest drink for his target. Once done, the bartender gives the drink to the heir. When he confusedly looks at the bartender, the bartender points to Hyungwon.

The conglomerate’s son looks at him and Hyungwon gives a smile before standing up and sitting directly beside him.

“You look like you could use some strong punch. You look a little down,” he starts.

He looks at Hyungwon, baffled, and speaks.

“I’m sorry. But I don’t swing that way.”

Hyungwon laughs.

“Really now. A guy offers you a drink and you think he’s trying to hit on you. That’s a little bit judgemental of you.”

The guy’s face turns red, clearly flustered by Hyungwon’s comment.

“I didn’t mean to give any offense. It’s just…”

“Just?”

“No. Nevermind. But I can’t drink this.”

“Awww… I thought you didn’t mean to give any offense. You’re giving one now. An offer being rejected is a sign of offense right?”

He looks at Hyungwon one more time and Hyungwon looks back at him, he moves a little closer to his target all the while looking at him in the eyes.

“Please?”

The heir pulls back from the proximity and finally drinks the drink Hyungwon offered him. Hyungwon smiles and engages him into a conversation, roping his target to drink more. Once Hyungwon was sure that the heir is completely drunk, he offers a ride back home to which his target unconciously agreed to. Hyungwon drives him to his apartment and fishes out the keys from his pockets. He carried the conglomerate’s son to his room and lays him in bed.

Well, don’t want to make this messy.

He pulls out a small bottle from pocket, uncaps the bottle, and pours the liquid in to his target’s mouth.

“Sweet dreams.”

On his way back to his own apartment, his phone starts to ring.

“What is it?” he asks the caller.

“Where are you?”

“On my way back to my place. Why?”

“The family needs their Beauty. We have some enemies to eliminate.”

“I literally just finished a job Wonho. I just want to sleep and rest forever.”

“This one’s isn’t a job. It’s a family obligation.”

Hyungwon sighs in resignation.

JOOHEON

“The Beast” in the Montella’s assassination unit. Unlike Hyungwon, Jooheon likes to go loud. Under The Beauty and The Beast is a group Jooheon formed called MonX. They are a group of trained assassins under Jooheon’s wing and assists Jooheon in his assissnations. The family assigns Jooheon and the MonX to do assassination that involves a lot of people like government parties or other families.

Jooheon and the MonX wait in front of the gambling house for Minhyuk’s signal. He was told that Minhyuk is to make everyone vacate the house except for the snake’s accomplices. Minhyuk would then give Jooheon the signal for his group to storm the place and put the snake’s accomplices in their right places.

Why is he taking so long?

Jooheon apparently spoke too soon because the moment he finished the thought the house’s doors suddenly opened and people are coming outside.

What the fuck?

“Do we go now, boss?” One of the MonX says.

“Wait,”

He sees Minhyuk coming out as well and heading towards them.

“Well? What are you waiting for?” Minhyuk asks him when he gets to them.

“What are you doing? The way you’re vacating people is so obvious.”

“Heonie. Whatever way I vacate people will be obvious because the place will become empty as fuck and they will notice that they’re the only ones inside. There was really no way to be inconspicuous y'know.”

“What did you do then?”

“Led them to a private room. Told them that the “master player,” he quotes in the air, “wants to play with them.”

“And they believed you just like that?”

“I’m not a member of this family for nothing Heon.”

Jooheon smiles at him.

“You’re right.”

He looks at his group, “Let’s do this boys”

They storm the building and heads straight towards the private room and immediately began their onslaught. Jooheon realizes something after the room is all red.

“Damn. I forgot to leave one of them to ask where the snake is.”

“Don’t worry,” Minhyuk assures him. “Our baby will handle it.”

CHANGKYUN

Changkyun is the hacker of the group who is in charge of all things machine related, from fabricating a CCTV record to tracking down a person, he could do it just be sitting in front of his computer. He is the youngest in the family so the members spoil him to death.

Changkyun stares at his computer screen, watching red dots appear all over it. He enters a code on his keyboard and presses enter and the red dots begin to disappear one by one.

Now he just needs to wait.

He hears a knock on his door and stands up from his chair to open it. He is greeted by a smiling Kihyun holding up a lunchbox.

“Hyung,” he greets

“How is it going Kyunnie?”

“I managed to trace all the coordinates Jin-hyung sent me for all the CCTVs that registered the guy’s face. I’m just waiting for the coordinates of the CCTV the guy’s face recently registered to.”

“Huh. Those red dots are the CCTVs?”

“Yep.”

Kihyun looks at the huge screen then back at Changkyun.

“You must be hungry this has been a long day. Minhyuk just got back from the house with Jooheon and made me bake cupcakes. Now everyone is having a tea party down stairs.”

“I’d like to join but my job isn’t done.”

“I know that’s why I bought you some cupcakes and join you.”

“You’re the best hyung ever.”

“I know.”

The two of them silently sit in front of the computer screen and watch as the red dot disappear. Changkyun hurriedly swallowed his cupcake when the last dot disappeared, leaving only one. Kihyun practically run out the room, probably to call the other guys.

He enters a few more codes to his keyboard and clicks a few items on his screen and just like that, he’s done.

Six other guys entered the room moments after the manage to pinpoint the location.

“Where is it?” Shownu asks

“Fourth district, block seven, number 9,” he answers.

“Wonho,” he hears Shownu says. “Contact the Bandiliche family. Time to get those snakes taste our venoms.”

Side to Side Pt. 4

Pairing: Tom!Peter Parker x Stark!Reader

Request(s): 

  • Part 4 of the side to side series?! It’s so good I can’t get enough
  • The side to side series is a blessing and a part 4 would make my life. I saw the post where you said it got old but you don’t need to do an Ariana Grande song, you don’t even need to do a song, fuck consistency!
  • Will you be doing part 4 of the side to side series? Maybe tony stark finds out about peters relationship with the reader or something?
  • okay i’m OBSESSED with the side to side series i can’t wait for another one 😍
  • pls make side to side 4!!!yes yes yes to a part 4 of side to side!! also could you tag me in your fics?? ❤️❤️ -@hemmomfg
  • you should just turn the side to side series in a its own fic i think it would be great there could be more character development and detail!

Word Count: 4386 (you’re welcome, bebs)

Song: Rude by Magic! (I DIDN’T PUT THIS IN THE FIC AND WE’RE FOR SURE ALL SICK OF IT BUT IT FIT)

Summary: You and Peter are trying to find ways to tell your dad about your relationship

Warning(s): Immense fluff, no sin (I know, sad), overprotective dad! Tony, swearing (but that’s nothing new to you sinners)

Author’s Note: Sorry this isn’t smut or anything, but I hope I made for it in the fluff and how long it is. I’ve given up on resisting writing more of this series, so I will gladly take requests for more parts to this since I tried setting up a few things and I have a few ideas for sequels!

Keep reading

Treat HIM with Kindness

The inspiration for this imagine is a picture that I’ve seen recently on Instagram but also the newest interview with Cate Blanchett and Ellen Degeneres. Even though I know what they’ve said  is supposed to be a “joke”, it still bothered me! When will people stop objectifiying and sexualizing Harry?! It makes me sad because Harry does not deserve this, absolutely not! And I want to underline that everything that is being said in the story, does not go for every fan. I know there are girls who do think the same as I do! Enjoy! And leave your comment below! Btw, I’m sorry for the very bad ending but I hope you don’t mind! 

(Pictures are not mine!!!!)


“Harry Edward Styles!” I screamed through the entire house and immediately made my way to Harry’s study where he was currently working on some new stuff. As I stormed into his room, I almost knocked him off with the door because he was already in a hurry to get out of the room but he luckily dodged away in time. He wore a confused expression on his face while he examined my body from top to bottom.

“What’s the matter, love? Are you okay?” He asked worriedly.

Instead of giving him an answer, I shoved my smart phone right into his face.

“What’s this, Harry?” I screeched in anger, making him more perplexed about the situation. He examined the screen of my smart phone intently before he gave an answer to my question.

“A picture?”

“What’s on the picture, Harry?” He looked at the photo again.

“Is that my thigh on that picture?”

“Damn yeah, and what the hell is on your thigh?”

“A hand?”

“A fucking hand, yes Harry! What in god’s name is a fucking hand doing on your fucking thigh?!”

Just a few minutes ago when I was peacefully scrolling through Instagram,  I stumbled across this post by coincidence that a Harry fan page had uploaded. It made me beyond mad, no furious even as I saw the content of this picture. It showed Harry on one of his last concerts in the US, bending down to his audience. He was extremely close to the girls standing on the front row and of course one girl took the advantage of the possibility and laid her hand on Harry’s thigh. The worst thing was the area that girl was touching him; she had her hand placed very close to his intimate part and seeing this made me completely cringe the second I saw it. Who the fuck was she and allowed herself to touch Harry in that inappropriate way? Especially if she knew that he was already taken?

“Love, would you calm down?” He laid his both hands on my shoulders to help me get some steam of. However it made me more furious.

“Don’t expect me to calm down, Harry! This is a no go! What the hell?!”

“(Y/N), yes it happened, now what?” He asked, raising his voice slightly, acting like it wasn’t a serious matter.

I shook my head in disbelief and ran my hand through my hair in frustration. How couldn’t he get the message that I tried to transmit?

“You don’t get it do you?”

“What? I didn’t even notice that the girl did what she did!”

“That’s the thing Harry! You almost never notice! And even when you do, you just stay silent and don’t say anything about it! This girl crossed a line where it was too much! Her hand was placed far over your comfort zone and you want me to believe that you didn’t notice? She almost grabbed your dick, Harry! Haven’t you felt anything at all? If you allow them to treat you that way, things will never change and they won’t stop!”

Tears of rage started to develop in my eyes. How many times had I to witness the way Harry was being treated today?

Harry is a good-looking, handsome and very talented young man, I don’t deny it but the way he is being objectified is the way that bothers the shit out of me. It is simply disgusting. No matter how much you adore a person or a celebrity, it never gives you the right to invade their privacy. If this were a man doing this to a woman, it would be called sexual harassment but the same goes for man as well. Nobody is allowed to put their hands onto somebody without their permission. And I doubt that in that moment Harry gave his permission for that girl to touch him that way. All I want is stopping to sexualize Harry! He’s a normal guy just like every other human being on this planet. This goes for any other celebrity as well. Just because he’s the Harry Styles, doesn’t mean he has no private life.

“I hate this.” I sniffled, “I really cannot stand it. People make sexual jokes about you and laugh about it like it means nothing, they are calling you a sex symbol, ruining your image. Fuck!”

He wrapped his arms around me, pressing me against his chest as he soothed me.

“I try to pay more attention, love. I promise. Please, don’t cry.”

“But that’s not enough, Harry.”

“What do you want me to do then?”

“I don’t know, just make them understand this behavior is not okay! And you have a girlfriend, damn it. Even though they know it, they are not afraid. So impolite!”

He gave me gentle kiss on my forehead. “I will see what I can do, love, okay? Don’t be mad anymore.  I’ll promise I’ll be more cautious the next time.”

“I love you, Harry and I adore you but you are too kind to people sometimes and they’re using this for their own advantages. Show them your limits. That’s all I want.”

He is really too kind for this world. I wish Harry would be treated the way he deserves to be treated. Not only by the fans but also the media. Even though Harry does never show his annoyance on some interviews when a not so nice question is asked, especially from his past, you still can notice how much it bothers him. Harry is an angel, why not treat him that way? Is that so difficult?

Harry always respects everybody, says everyone is equal and deserves all the kind of love they can get, he supports communities like the LGBT community and so many other organizations. He has a big heart and this fragile heart needs to be kept safe so it cannot be damaged.

Harry hugged me tightly, promising he would do something against the huge problem. He took my phone out of my hand.

“Come one love, no more tears. Let’s sit down on the couch and watch some movies. What do you think, hmm?”

“Under one condition,” I agreed, “I’m gonna choose the move.”

Harry chuckled. ”That’s fine.”  

We walked down the stairs and while I choose the movie that we were about to watch, Harry prepared some popcorn in the kitchen.

I know this problem will never be out of the world. There will always be people who will treat others that way but as long as we stand together and speak out for things like sexual harassment, this is a big step into a good future.

“Treat people with kindness” –Harry Edward Styles

Getting The Girl | PETER PARKER X READER

Description: Peter Parker is the star quarterback on his school’s varsity football team and has everything figured out. He has good grades, athletic ability, and plenty of college scholarships to choose from. But no matter how hard he tries the one thing he can’t seem to get is the girl.

Author’s Note: I made post earlier today asking if ya’ll’d (sorry I’m from Texas)be interested in a football player Peter Parker AU and a lot of you wanted it so yea here it is. This can definitely become a multi-part fic so if you want more let me know and as always let me know what you think about it! I’d love to hear from you and I originally got this AU idea from another fandom but thought it fit well here too.

Word Count: 1663

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A stream of sweaty boys all high on adrenaline from their first win of the season poured into the locker room with high spirits. Slaps on the back and congratulatory yells were exchanged as Peter Parker jogged into the locker room with a smile on his face.

“Parker, dude. How the hell did you pull off that last play? The only Quarterback to run that one successfully was Stark in 96,” his friend Ned said with admiration, opening up his locker which was next to his.

“Yea man you were on fire tonight. And it’s only the first game! Playoffs this year are gonna be a breeze I can tell,” Harrison exclaimed as he walked up to Peter, patting him on the back quite hard.

Peter took off his jersey and shoulder pads leaving him in his white sweaty tank. “What can I say guys, I’m just that good,” he joked before putting his jersey and shoulder pads in his locker along with his scratched up helmet.

“I just hope you can pull that off again at the Homecoming game next month because you’ll be the talk of the school man,” Harrison added closing his locker.

Homecoming week. The week of what was arguably to most important game of the season for them. They always played against the schools biggest rival and the turnout at the game was always the largest then. Every student from both schools would be there.

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anonymous asked:

As someone that's following Another what kind of parents do you think the Furuba characters made? Do you have any headcanons? (particularly for Tohru&Kyo, Yuki&Machi, Shigure&Akito and Hatsuharu&Rin)

Hi!! Thanks for the ask anon! To answer your question: yes! I have many, many headcanons.

General notes:

-All of the sohmas who were once under the curse feared that the curse wasn’t really broken when they first found out they were having children. Everyone of them went through a “I can’t have a child! I could pass on the curse” phase during the pregnancy. Their S.O. had to calm them down.

Tohru/Kyo:

-Kyo was probably the most terrified of all the zodiac to having a child. He’s still pretty traumatized from the events he experienced as a child and an adolescent, and he was so, so, so scared that he would pass on his curse to his innocent child.

-It even gave him nightmares. He’d wake up in a cold sweat in the middle of the night and Tohru would calm him down

-Tohru was really supportive of him through it all. She knew Hajime was going to be totally fine and even if he somehow did get possessed by the curse she and Kyo would love him no matter what. That child was never ever gonna have the upbringing Kyo had.

-Tohru was unbelievably excited to find out she was pregnant. She cried tears of joy

-She cried again when she found out they were having a boy and said “I hope he’s just like Kyo-Kun!” and the thought of a little Kyo running around the house made her so happy she could burst.

-Kyo was made even more terrified when he found out it was a boy and desperately hoped the child was much more like Tohru in every way

-Kyo was just an anxious mess the entire time

-Kyo was doing everything for Tohru. She couldn’t start a task with Kyo around without him taking it away from her. “Kyo-kun I can do it-” “Sit down! You’re pregnant! What kind of man would I be if I let my pregnant wife do the dishes?!” and then he’d furiously wash the dishes.  

-This drove Tohru crazier than anything because she likes working and being busy. That being said, during the third trimester, she didn’t complain about it much lol

-When Tohru’s water broke they both screamed a lot.  

-When Tohru’s contractions started and she was in pain, Kyo nearly lost his mind

-She was only three weeks premature, but Kyo was convinced their son was going to be possessed

-Kyo was able to drive at this time so he drove her to the hospital

-His heart was beating SO FAST guys

-It was a relatively easy delivery and Kyo’s heart dropped when he saw the baby handed to Tohru

-As soon Kyo realized the baby wasn’t going to transform, he burst into hacking sobs. SOBS!

-He could NOT believe how beautiful his wife and child were. He immediately loved Hajime so, so, so much and promised he would live and die for him.

-Tohru was so delighted that Hajime looked like Kyo, but that still made Kyo feel weird and nervous

-Kyo called Shishou pretty immediately and obviously, he ran straight over since he’s Hajime’s only *real* grandparent. When Kyo showed him Hajime he quietly said “You’re a grandfather” and everyone was crying.  

-Literally, everybody loved Hajime and would die for him

-Kyo and Shishou were SO excited when he was old enough to start martial arts training

-Kyo and Shishou both brag about him being a natural

-Shishou DOTES on him. They love each other sm you guys

-Tohru is literally the perfect mother. She reads to him. Tells him he’s smart and kind and wonderful. He’s so supported and loved.

-They’re both SO proud of him because he’s smart and totally going to do big things

-Tohru cried when he left to go to high school at Kaibara. Kyo really misses him too, but he understood why he wanted to go there

-Hajime cried when he left the house on the car ride to Kinu’s house

-I wrote an entire fic on how Hajime found out about the curse (http://archiveofourown.org/works/10688817)

-I’m totally gonna write a fic about Tohru’s pregnancy now fuck

Yuki/Machi:

-Yuki was super chill about the pregnancy except for when he first found out and when Machi went into labor

-He worried about the curse coming back, but he was much more sensible about it than Kyo

-Yuki treated her like a princess and Machi let him without complaint

-The hired maids did most of the work because they’re both shit at housework anyway

-Yuki was scared to tell Ayame because…Ayame…

-Ayame flipped the fuck out and said it would be the most beautiful child second only to his precious Hibika (Chizuru hadn’t been born yet, so Mutsuki is actually third lol)

-Ayame dotes on his Nephew obvi

-When Machi found out Mutsuki was shiny like his father “…Will this be okay? No…I’m sure it’s better he’s like his father…” but she foresaw many a girl fighting over him and that he would be the cause of much bullying. The real curse of being a Sohma…

-The whole family is a bunch of spaced out idiots who are also geniuses

-Presented with a diaper…Machi/Yuki were a disaster. Tohru came to help often. They still sucked at it. They’d forget baby powder and stuff, and eventually, the nanny just did it. Yuki’s hella rich so they just did that during the diaper years.

-They were really supportive and loving however, but lacked some serious skills lol

-Likewise, Mutsuki is lacking a serious skill in cleaning haha

-The hired help is constantly -_-

-Machi and Yuki completely spoil Mutsuki, but Yuki was determined to teach him kindness

-Yuki would only get actually mad at Mutsuki if he did something unkind. Mutsuki teased a girl in elementary school and after the talking to his father gave him…NEVER AGAIN! Mutsuki’s naturally kind, but he took the lesson with him for life

Hatsuharu/Rin:

-Haru was chill, but excited. Rin was a terrified mess

-Rin was Kyo 2.0 basically

-Haru only freaked out when he found out it was twins

-He freaked out for .2 seconds and then was like “neat…”

-Rin: “I CAN’T BE A MOM IM SO FUCKED UP IM GONNA FUCK EM UP LIKE THERE’S TWO NOT ONE IM GONNA FUCK UP TWO PEOPLE”

Haru: “lol probably”

Rin: “YOU’RE NOT HELPING!”

Haru: “Everyone’s parents fuck them up it’s fiiiiiiine”

Rin: “YOU’RE THE WORST” *freaks out more*

-Haru at some point had to get serious about calming her ass down because it was gonna start affecting the pregnancy

-How the naming conversation went:

Rin: What should we name them?

Haru: *literally playing Kingdom Hearts right fucking now* *Stops, then looks her dead in the eye, completely fucking serious* Riku and Sora.

Rin: …

Haru: …

Rin: …I love it.

-Haru loves KH and he said it as a joke, but then actually really liked it. He thought “Land” and “Sky” for twins was great.

-Rin watches Haru play KH and she’s begrudgingly sucked in. She likes Riku because he’s cool like Haru and she likes Sora because he’s kind like Haru. She knew Haru was kidding, but kinda loved it and it stuck.

-Rin is the Strict Mom™ and Haru is Fun Dad™

-They all get along and love each other sm, but Riku is a momma’s boy and Sora is a daddy’s girl. Rin has a soft spot for Riku because he reminds her of Haru and Haru has a soft spot for Sora because she reminds him of Rin (looks wise)

-Haru and Riku can clash because they’re similar in a lot of ways.

-Sora’s just a love bug

-Riku would literally take a bullet for Sora

-Basically Haru and RIn are stupid in love and they have two stupid kids that love them a lot

Momiji:

-He’s literally the best husband/brother/father ever and he loves the women in his life sooooo much he could die

-He cried when he found out his wife was pregnant and just kept crying about it

-He just looks at Mina on the daily and cries about it. He’s a mess.

-He’s a world-renowned violinist and basically, he lives his dream every fucking day because he deserves it and that’s 100% what happened fight me

So, in conclusion, they’re all a bunch of traumatized losers/cinnamon rolls who love their loser children

Dances With Wolves Pt.5 (Richie Tozier/Reader)

Originally posted by shesaidgazebos

part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4 

(A/N: This ain’t no rock fight like the gif implies but it’s the best i could find. This one is long as hell and as always sorry if it’s poopy garbage.)

Summary: After a lukewarm welcome from the Losers Club the reader decides to spend her Saturday alone, only to realize that being alone isn’t exactly the best idea when a guy like Henry Bowers wants you dead.

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get the fuck off of her || henry bowers

plot: y/n gets into a fight with Greta

Word count : about 1800

I have run out of gifs to use so I’m reusing this one

Originally posted by pennywise-fucker

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“Hey there you fucking whore!” I turned around from my locker to see Greta standing there with her ugly ass friends. She was holding something in her hands behind her back. Let’s just say her and I didn’t get along well, at all.

“Whore? Nice try fatty.” I smirked crossing my arms.

She took from what was behind her back and it revealed my notebook. My eyes widened, considering that was my notebook where I would talk shit about people and talk about Henry. You’re probably wondering, ‘What do you mean talk about Henry?’ Him and I were civil with each other and I had developed a super small crush on him, but no one knew about it and no one was ever going to.

“I read what you wrote about me in here, ’Greta is such a fucking cunt. Not really sure why but Belch Huggins lets her suck his dick everyday after school at the Quarry, which she thinks no one knows about. I also heard that she was going around saying I was fucking Hockstetter, which he fucking wishes. If she keeps talking so much fucking shit about me I’ll make sure she keeps that big fucking mouth of hers shut.’ ”

I smiled, “I did write that, now give me my damn notebook back you fucking pig.” I held out my hands waiting for my blue striped notebook to be placed in them.

“I’m not done reading this great novel yet, oh this one is about Bowers.” She smirked while opening up to a page with Henry’s name on the top. Her friends giggled. My face dropped and I felt my heart sink.

I quickly walked up to her but her 4 friends pinned me back against the wall. They were much larger than me but I still tried fighting their grip. They held me against the locker as Greta began reading.

Today Henry and I worked on a project together in English. It was nice because I didn’t have to actually do all of the work. He was actually being nice to me, which he never is to anyone. I wish he would notice me more, but he never seems to.” Greta made a sarcastic 'aw’ at the end before chucking my notebook down the hallway, left open with Henry’s page.

“You’re fucking pathetic. You need 4 people to hold me back so I don’t rock your shit?” I grimaced, eyeing my notebook down, which laid across the hallway, not a person in sight to grab it. Thank god.

Rock my shit? Oh please I would love to see you try.” Greta emphasized, gritting her teeth.

“Okay well as long as you’re not pregnant, which I would check because you’re looking like you got a bun in the oven, I will 100% take you on bitch.” I cracked my knuckles as her four friends let go of me. I got ready to swing at her when I heard a male voice. Everyone stopped and turned their attention to the guy.

Well well Well, what do we have here?

It was Patrick Hockstetter, Henry Bowers, Victor Criss and Belch Huggins. Patrick held my notebook in his hands. I felt my heart drop, considering he had probably read it and showed Henry.

“You just arrived right on time, I’m about to pound this little bitch into pieces, wanna help?” She asked Patrick, trying to be flirty and ultimately failing. Patrick gave her a dirty look and raised an eyebrow at her, considering he was not attracted to her, at all.

“Y/n? What’d she ever do to you?” Henry quickly piped in, I glanced over at him playing with his pocket knife and not making eye contact with anyone.

“Oh Henry you must know something about Y/n …she’s a fucking whore. She goes around fucking everyone in sight and all she does is talk shit about me, someone who never does anything to her.” She innocently claimed when it was actually the opposite.

“I’m not a fucking whore, that’s you, cunt.” I spat at her and she whipped her head towards me, with a disgusted look on her face. She clenched her fists in frustration and anger.

“I suggest you shut your mouth before I shut it for you.” She pressed her body up against me, looking down at me, with a nasty face. God, she was so ugly.

Get the fuck off of me!” I shouted, right hooking her in the face. She immediately backed up and went to swing at me and I ducked, resulting her fist to collide with the blue lockers behind me. She let out a stream of curses as I snickered.

At this point I wasn’t even concerned about her. I was concerned about my notebook and if Henry saw his name in it.

The boys looked on intensely to the fight, Patrick was jumping up and down excitedly, weirdo.

She held her hand in pain and yelled for her friends to beat me up. They all lunged at me , yes all 4 of them, and began kicking me, punching me, and clawing at me.

Not a very fair fight, but I tried to pry them off me but it was no use considering I was on the ground and they were all grabbing me. I felt the blood leaking out of my nose and my cheekbone. I screamed out in pain as they kicked me in the stomach.

“Jesus fucking Christ, get the fuck off of her!” Henry screamed throwing the girls off of me as as I laid on the ground barely able to get myself up. He grabbed my waist and gently lifted me off the ground. I stood up leaning into him, considering I was too weak to keep my balance alone.

Greta and her friends looked beyond pissed, to say the least.

“Aw Henry coming in to save this weak pussy. You’ve turned soft kid.” Greta said trying to get him angry but he stood there unamused with her words, an arm still gripping my waist.

“I think it’s personally funny how you couldn’t pick on her alone so you made four times the amount of people beat her up. That’s not a fair fight.” He replied, completely ignoring her comment.

“Henry you do know she’s fucking obsessed with you right? She writes about you in that dumb notebook of hers.” Greta shot back, pointing to the notebook still in Patrick’s hands.

Henry raised a brow in confusion. Now I felt so embarrassed, he was going to read the entries about himself, in front of everyone. This situation could have not got worse.

“What are you talkin’ about?” Henry asked, gently tugging me along as he walked over to Patrick and took the notebook out of his hands.

“Henry- don’t read it. It-it’s stupid.” I protested, trying to pry the notebook out of his grip. I felt my heart sink as he scanned the page over, reading every word. Now I felt dumb.

“See Bowers? I fucking told you, she’s a freak. I’m not sure why you’ve become such a little bitch, helping defend her.” Greta said clasping his hands with satisfaction, seeing Henry’s eyes widen as he read each word.

I pulled away from Henry shamefully. I stared at the ground… I didn’t even wanna look at him. “I didn’t mean to write that. I didn’t know you were gonna see it. I’m sorry.” I muttered apologizing to him. With my head hung low I quickly walked away from the situation and heard Greta calling after me.

“Aw the little baby is leaving? We’re not done here Y/n!” I rolled my eyes at her shrill voice and kept walking.

“Greta! Can you shut your fucking mouth for once? If you don’t stop fucking picking on her I swear to god you’ll regret it. You got me?” I slowly turned around and saw Henry grabbing her by the collar of her shirt and shoving her against the locker. She heavily breathed out a “yes,” as he let go of her and she fell on the floor.

I stood there watching him angrily storm away from her and walk in my direction. Do I walk toward him? Do I say something? I shamefully looked up at him as he neared me.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” He asked holding up the notebook with a quizzical look engraved on his face.

His tone came out rather angry and aggressive but that was Henry Bowers for you. “What do you mean? Was I supposed to tell you I had a crush on you? Especially to someone like you? You’re not exactly the type of guy to openly admit your feelings for.” I mumbled, not wanting to piss him off.

“You could’ve just said you did…” He began but quickly stopped as he realized that I was right.

“Exactly. It’s not an easy situation.” I frankly admitted and crossed my arms over my chest. I shot him a dirty look considering he was being so difficult. Did he like me or not?

“You look cute when you’re trying to act mad.” He commented with a brief chuckle grabbing my cheek, the one not covered with blood, and pinching it.

I pushed his hand off, “Ha ha, very funny Henry.”

“You’re stupid by the way.” He said out of nowhere, I furrowed my eyebrows at his sudden insult. I let out a small sigh.

“How? You’re the one with a 1.9 GPA.” I spat getting very defensive.

“Do you know who I am? Since when have I defended anyone, especially a girl? Use your fuckin’ head Y/n.” He teased, putting his hand in my hair and messing it up.

I thought about it, Henry had never been so caring for anyone. It was a rather heroic, yet unusual action for him.

“Thank you.” I hummed, cracking a small smile at him.

“I’m digging the bloody look you got going, is it Halloween already?” He joked, pointing at the dried blood all over my face due to Greta’s friends.

“Oh shit. I gotta clean that up. Wanna come help?” I boldly asked, nervous to see what he was gonna say.

“Anything for you.” He promised grabbing my hand and dragging me into the boys’ bathroom.  I tried to hide the smug smile on my face but it was impossible to when I was holding hands with Henry Bowers.

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I hope this wasn’t too shitty (((: