the heart wants what the heart wants i guess

The Strokes Lyrics That Melt My Heart

“The world is over
but I don’t care ‘cause
I am with you”
- Alone Together

“I wanna be beside her
she wanna be admired”
- What Ever Happened

“So many fish there in the sea
I wanted you, you wanted me”
- Automatic Stop

“The world is shutting out for us”
- 12:51

“I just want to know you’re alright
I’ve got to know you’re alright”
- Under Control

“Old time loves don’t
die so swiftly”
- Juicebox

“Guess I got too excited
When I thought you were around”
- Heart in a Cage

“When I said ‘I can see me in your eyes’,
You said ‘I can see you in my bed’,
That’s not just friendship that’s romance too”
- I’ll Try Anything Once

“Sweetheart, your feelings are more important of course, of course”
- Razorblade

“All that I do is wait for you”
- Vision of Division

“[…] before I let you go, let me look at you”
- Killing Lies

“Break your heart in two halves
Keep one half and give one half to me”
“I love you more than being seventeen” - Evening Sun

“Two could be complete without the rest of the world”

“All the girls could never make me love them the way I love you”

“I saw your face then I heard that song
It was so inviting it hurt my bones”
- Red Light

“Whether you’re drunk or stoned
or we’re sober and old,
if I’m with you I’m a happy man”
- Hawaii Aloha

“I’m just trying to find
A nice place for you and I”
- Machu Piccu

“I look for you
And you look for me”
- Call Me Back

“I don’t wanna be in bed without your loving either”
- One Way Trigger

“Can I stand in your light just for a while?”
- Call It Fate, Call It Karma

“My baby doll
You ignored your life
We’ll do it together
I’ll be there whenever”
- Threat of Joy

hard to say | (m)

Originally posted by jitamin

pairing: park jimin x reader, highschool! jimin, bestfriend! jimin
genre/warnings: smut, fluff, slight angst,
words: 11,163
summary: You’ve had feelings for your bestfriend Jimin for as long as you can remember, but you always thought they were unreciprocated. What if it turned out they weren’t…?
note. this is a (sort of) remastered version of the same story I wrote for Kyungsoo here, called Just Friends. Whenever I think of this story, I just see Jimin lmao, and I couldn’t help myself but to rewrite it. For more information, read here.

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So, this is entirely @kazliin and their beautiful fanfiction’s fault, specifically the part where they used a song from Notre Dame De Paris for Viktor’s free skate. If Viktor is the singers, that would make Yuuri the object of Viktor’s desire, which means Esmeralda, and there you have it.

Bonus reaction Viktor:


Destiel AU: Dean Winchester leaves Lawrence on a whim to go to visit his childhood best friend, Castiel Novak, at Stanford. He breaks in, intending to make this a surprise visit. but things don’t quite go as planned when Castiel initially mistakes him for an intruder. [read the ficlet on ao3]

Dean didn’t know what possessed him to get in the Impala and drive across the country. Or maybe he did, but he was too much of a chickenshit to admit it. It certainly hadn’t been an easy trip. Stanford was thousands of miles away from Lawrence. Twenty-six hours of drive-time if you followed the speed limit (which he didn’t). So like it or not, ending up five states away at his best friend’s doorstep at 1am was not something he could brush off as an accident, and that scared him.

It scared him that Cas might look at his presence and know exactly what Dean was scared to say.

It was a good thing he had a lot of practice ignoring his own feelings, because if he’d really let himself appreciate the gravity of what he was doing, he probably wouldn’t have been able to get out of the car. He made his way to the front door, double checking the address on his phone. He could feel his heart rate speeding up in anxious anticipation. He couldn’t believe it had been months since they’d seen each other without the aid of computer screens.

Thinking about the last time he’d seen Cas wasn’t really something he liked to do. He knew he had no one but himself to blame for that day Cas had driven off, his long suffering Pimpmobile full to bursting with clothes and furniture for his new apartment.They’d exchanged goodbyes on the sidewalk. Dean had so many things he wanted to say but he’d swallowed them down so Cas wouldn’t hear the lump that was stuck in his throat.

“I’ll see you at Christmas,” Cas had said, trying to smile at him.

Dean wanted to remind him that he could call anytime he wanted, that they would Facebook message every day, that Dean would be thinking about him…but instead all he’d done was nod solemnly. Cas grinned at him like he understood and opened his arms for a hug.

Dean was usually the one who held back from physical contact but this time he’d surprised himself, pulling Cas in tight, breathing him in for what promised to be the last time in a long time. He’d patted Cas’s back, instead of burying his head against Cas’s shoulder the way he wanted.

After a moment they’d pulled away and Cas had given Dean that look he reserved for the times when he knew Dean wanted to say something but wouldn’t. That look that promised not to judge him, if Dean could only lend himself the same courtesy. But Dean wasn’t that much of a dick. He might have been in love with his best friend, and sure, he might not have admitted it to himself until the worst possible moment, but he certainly wasn’t going to ruin this day for Cas. His friend had a long day of driving ahead of him today, and yet another one tomorrow. He didn’t need to spend it thinking about how Dean was a giant cry baby who didn’t want him to leave. Cas had great opportunities waiting for him at Stanford, with even greater people, of this Dean was sure.

So after they’d said their goodbyes, as Cas was getting into his car, Dean had dropped his hand on Cas’s shoulder. For a moment he searched for the right words that would encompass everything he wanted to tell him.

That Cas was the best friend he’d ever had. That Dean was proud of him. That he was loved. There was nothing that could quite do the job, or at least nothing he could let himself say. But Cas was looking up at him with those big guileless blue eyes and Dean had to say something.

“Don’t ever change,” Dean told him, annoyed by the way his voice grew rough with emotion.

He’d thought about that moment a million times in the months that followed, going over it again and again and wishing he’d done it differently. But now was not the time to dwell on the past, now was the time to remember everything he’d ever read about picking locks.

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Request~ ‘Heyyy could you do numbers 62, 64 and 68 with kai x reader please?

Prompts: “It’s only one night, we’ll just share the bed.” “Are you ticklish?” “PILLOW FIGHT!” 

Imagine~ you and Kai being stuck in a cabin together after Bonnie spells you in. 

Word Count: 1554

“Ugh why does Bonnie always rope me into her stupid plans?” you groaned as you collapsed onto the couch. 

“She wants to see if my feelings are real and I have feelings towards you so I guess she just wants if they’re real.” Kai sighs, a small smirk playing on his face. 

It was true that he had feelings for you but he showed them feelings through flirty comments and smirks. 

So to see if he could actually feel Bonnie locked the both of you in a cabin in the middle of nowhere and somehow she roped you into it. 

“Ugh, whatever. I’m gonna look around to see if there’s another bed for you to sleep in.” you said dreading to think you’d have to spend the night in the same bed as him. 

It didn’t take long to look around the cabin seeing it was very small. All it consisted of was a small kitchen diner, a living room, a bathroom and a single bedroom. 

You walked back into the front room seeing Kai lounging on the couch staring blankly at the ceiling fan, his eyes following its pattern of spinning. 

“Well, since there’s no more bedrooms I’m sure you’ll be fine sleeping on the couch.” you said, smiling sarcastically as he turned his attention to you. 

“It’s only one night, we’ll just share the bed.” Kai said and you could tell he was grinning without even looking at him. 

“Fine,” you groaned making Kai smirk, “but try anything and I’ll cut your dick off.” 

His smirk fell as he looked at you rolling his eyes making you laugh. 

“You wouldn’t want to destroy something you want so bad.” Kai smirked, recovering from your comment. 

“Kai.” you seethed throwing a pillow at him making him laugh. 

“Since you seem very moody how about we play a board game?” Kai said looking over at you innocently. 

“Finally a good idea.” you said smiling at him as you looked on top of the bookshelf. 

You pulled down monopoly knowing it was one of the few board games you were actually good at. 

You laid the game out on the table as Kai grinned over at you happily. 

Kai truly did have a massive crush on you but he wasn’t the best with emotions which meant he didn’t really know how to express them. He hated himself because he’d made you hate him and it killed him. 

But here you were setting up a board game for the both of you in a what some might say romantic cabin and that was enough to warm his heart. 

“Which piece do you want to be?” you asked, a small smile playing on your lips. 

“Erm, the cat.” he said snapping out of his trance. 

“Okay..” you trailed off finishing off setting up the board game, your tongue sticking out slightly. 

“You’re really beautiful, you know that?” Kai said, his eyes taking every detail of your face. 

“T-thank I guess.” you stammered, a light blush washing over your face. You couldn’t deny that you heart fluttered at his comment but you also didn’t want to admit it. 

After one game of monopoly you were both tired, you’d forgotten how long a game of monopoly took and you could tell Kai was cheating. 

You yawned as Kai entered the room with a glass of water, his eyes drooping slightly and you could tell he was tired. 

“Do you wanna head to bed?” you sighed as you pushed yourself off the floor. 

“Sounds good to me.” he replied, his voice deeper than usual and it was kind of attractive. 

You walked to the bathroom to get changed into some pjs before realizing you didn’t have any. You didn’t know Bonnie’s plan when she locked you in here so you didn’t have time to pack. 

“Kai!” you shouted in hopes Kai would let you borrow his shirt to wear to sleep. 

He trudged into the bathroom wearing the grey sweats and black top he’d been wearing all night. 

“What’s up?” he asked yawning and you could tell he was tired. 

“Give me your shirt.” you said bluntly missing your bed back home. 

“Somebodies a bit upfront.” he replied smirking as he pulled his shirt from over his head and putting it in your open hand. 

“Ugh shut up, I have no pajamas and I want to be comfortable and covered if I’m sleeping next to you.” you sighed, “Now get out.” 

Kai remained smirking but left the room as asked without muttering a word leaving you alone in the bathroom. 

You peeled off your clothes and threw Kai’s baggy shirt over your torso. It was soft and hung over you like a dress, it smelt like him and it was a good scent. 

After a second of reveling in the comfort and warmth you entered the bedroom to see Kai lying on top of the sheets in just his gray sweats. 

He glanced over at you as you took in his body, it was masculine but not overly muscular and his sweats hung perfectly just below his hips. 

“I know I’m hot, no need to stare.”  Kaai smirked, snapping you out of your gaze. You rolled your eyes trying to play it cool as you crawled onto the bed lying next to him. 

“By the way, if you wake me up before 10am tomorrow I’ll kill you.” you smiled looking up at the heretic. “Mhm whatever. P.S you look really hot with my shirt on.” he smirked completely brushing over your threat. 

“So hot I want to do this.” he said as he pushed his hand beneath the shirt, rubbing your side slowly. His cool rings sent shivers up you spine and you tensed up slightly but tried to recover before he noticed. 

“Are you ticklish?” he laughed and you realized your attempt had failed. 

“What? No, why would you think that?” you said trying to persuade him to forget about it. 

“So if I did this?” he said as he squeezed and tickled your sides lightly. It took everything within you to suppress your giggles but in the end it didn’t work. 

His smirk turned into more of a devilish grin when he realized and he stradelled your body to make it easier to tickle you. 

“Kai, please don’t.” you whimpered, knowing what you were saying would have no impact on Kai’s actions. 

His hands traveled to your sides and he began to tickle you mercilessly. You erupted into a fit of giggles as you squirmed and wriggled beneath him. 

“K-Kai. Stop. Please.” you said breathlessly in between your fits of laughter. 

In this moment Kai couldn’t help but find you extremely attractive. You were completely under his control and here you where squirming underneath him on a bed you would be sharing. 

“Y’know you look really hot right now. All helpless beneath me.” Kai said smirking as his hands detached from your waist. 

The room was silent as he looked into your eyes and you peered deep into his blue ones. “I don’t think so but whatever floats your boat.” you said breaking the silence. 

He didn’t say anything in reply, instead he leaned in so close you could feel his breath hitting against your face. 

But you didn’t think him tickling you and calling you hot was worthy of a kiss yet so you did the only thing you could do in that moment. 

You hit him in the face with a pillow, he sat there stunned for a second as you erupted into a fit of laughter. 

“PILLOW FIGHT!” you shouted and his eyes lit up. “Oh, it’s on.” he grinned as he grabbed a pillow and flung it across your head. 

You returned the hit with more force and you both did this back and forth for a while. 

At some points he was sitting on you and others, you on him. In all honesty you didn’t completely understand how you’d gone from sleepy to this but you didn’t care. 

After a while of hitting each other back and forth he was on top of you, pinning your arms down on either side of your body. 

“Now how about we start back where we left off.” he said smirking as he leaned in catching his lips on yours. 

Your eyelids fluttered closed and his loose on your wrists loosened so you pulled your hands away and ran them through his brown locks. His hands slid up your shirt like they had before, his rings adding an extra sensation to his touch. 

His tongue swiped along your bottom lips before he squeezed your hips making you gasp which gave him free entry into your mouth. His tongue explored yours as you tugged on his hair slightly. 

After a few moments he pulled away for air, a large smirk plastered onto his face. Your small smile broke out into more of a grin. 

“I knew you wanted me.” he smirked making you roll your eyes and reconnect your lips with his. 

(a/n) thank you @catastrophesprodigy ! it was a nice imagine to write xx

Bestfriend Trouble (2/2) | Zach Dempsey x Reader

Genre: Romance, Fluff
POV: Reader’s/First Person

A/N: Hi everyone! Here’s part 2 of Bestfriend Trouble! A lot of things are going to happen for this one. I hope you guys like this! Warning: This might be too cheesy for other people, especially near the end. HAHAHA. Enjoy!

Request: Can u do a imagine where Zach takes you to the dance and y'all do cute things like slow dance and all that.. and u can end it how u like it.


“Will you go with me, as my date, to the winter formal?” Zach finally asks after 10 minutes of clearing his throat, coughing and stalling. I laugh at him in response.

“Yeah, duh. Who else will I go with? You’re obliged to ask me since I’m your best friend.” I answer and he stares at me for a while with a confused look on his face.

“Well with that kind of reasoning, I should be asking Justin to the dance too since he’s also my bestfriend.” he mumbles under his breath but loud enough for me to hear while rolling his eyes.

“Yeah, Zach? I don’t get why you’re acting so odd for the past couple of days.” I reply as I lean back on my chair and cross my arms in front of my chest. He turns to face me and lets out a deep sigh.

“Look, I’m not asking you to the dance because I have to or because it’s my responsibility as your best friend.” he begins, adding finger quotations as he says the words “best friend”.

“I’m asking you to the dance because I genuinely want to go with you, Y/N. No one else, just you. Only you.” he continues and I give him a small smile.

“Alright, fine, okay, I’ll go to the dance with you. It’s not like I had a choice anyway.” I answer and he groans in frustration.

“Please don’t say yes because you don’t have a choice. Please don’t say yes if you feel like you’re just doing me a favor.” he says as he rubs the sides of his temples. I raise an eyebrow at him and shake my head before speaking.

“Okay, okay. I’m sorry, yes, I will go to the winter formal with you Mr. Zachary Dempsey. It will be my absolute pleasure to be your date.” I finally say and he lifts up his head to face me. There was a certain sparkle in his eyes, like he was ecstatic that I agreed to go with him to the dance.

The rest of Zach and I’s time in Monet’s was nothing out of the ordinary. After the whole conversation about the dance, we just got on with typical best friend stuff. He got us more food - celebratory pastries as Zach liked to call them - and he dropped me home after that.

There were only a few days left until the winter formal and I would be lying if I said that I wasn’t excited for it. If I’m being completely honest, I was excited to go to the dance and I was hoping - even to the point of praying - for Zach to ask me to be his date. However, I didn’t want to let anyone know just in case everything goes to hell. I didn’t want to expect anything because expectations lead you to disappointments. Fortunately, it looks like the stars have aligned and the Gods have listened to my prayers because so far, everything’s going great.


The night of the winter formal

Getting ready for a school dance is the most tedious task there is. You need the perfect dress and the right hairstyle to go with that dress. Not to mention your shoes also need to be flawless.

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I think every part of me knew I had to let him go, owing him no explanation nor myself the time to second guess and change my mind. But I wanted him; I wanted to know him, to be close and understand him in ways in which others cannot. And if I pushed just a little bit harder, and if he only opened his heart just that tiny bit more, I would get what I want. But pushing exhausts the muscles, owning the ability to yield sore hearts as well as arms - and my heart has been aching for far too long.
—  11:14 p.m.
Versace on the floor (Pt. 5)

Jimin x you

“After the party at royal heir Park Jimin’s manor, you have realized that thinking you can overcome the gap between you was stupid. Jimin is headset on proving otherwise.”

Pt. 5/5, final, rated M for my oh my, finally 

“Make love burnin’
Love how you keep me hurting
So be mean to me
Would you promise that you’ll always be mean to me?”

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My Snowbarry heart

The one thing I realised about The Flash is that, I love every possible dynamic they introduce or hint at! Like I love this show so much because there’s not a thing about it that I hate. I know there’s a blood fued between Snowbarry and Westallen but I cried during that proposal because it was so beautiful and Iris’s tears this episode totally broke my heart. All the characters & relationships in the past and present that this show delved in were such a treat to enjoy that it’s impossible to pick a favourite. But there’s something about Snowbarry that I try so hard to resist it but everytime they have a ship bait scene, I have butterflies in my stomach.

It’s hinted time and time again that it might never happen and I normally try to stay away from ships where the best thing you can get is ship baiting scenes. And until yesterday I thought I had it under control, it was just a casual ship & maybe I’m over it but they went ahead and did this:

I don’t know whenever these two have a meaningful scene, it’s so charged! There’s this beautiful melancholy that drapes these two characters, maybe it’s the chemistry between the actors, but it’s impossible for me to not fantasise about “What Ifs”. I watched this scene and I instantly needed a fanfiction!

This ship will be my reckoning but the heart wants what the heart wants I guess! Ugh, I am never going to get over this ship no matter how hard I try! Any fanfic suggestions related to the scene?

Tony: It’s true. I’m always attracted to people I can’t have. I do it all the time. I did the same thing with the two of you.

T'Challa: The two of them? I don’t understand.

Tony: Well, uh, there was a time when I had a thing for Bucky, and I thought he was into me, too, because he got drunk and naked and climbed into bed with me. But apparently I misread those signals.

T'Challa: And you liked Steve also?

Tony: That was before Bucky. I make it a rule to only fall for one my friends at a time. I’m very old-fashioned that way.

T'Challa: So at, uh, some point, you probably had a thing for me, too.

Tony: No, not really.

Bucky: Oh, come on, Tony, not even a little bit?

Tony: Not that I can think of.

Steve: Think harder.

Tony: Nope. I guess the heart wants what the heart wants. Or in this case, doesn’t, I mean, at all. What?

[Steve, Bucky and T'Challa all glare at the oblivious Tony]

But now, with you… I finally have something - you know, WE have something - something that is amazing. And I guess tonight, I was just trying to keep it that way. And I thought that’s what you wanted, too.  But I guess… I was wrong.

Eugene Fitzherbert, Tangled Before Ever After

aka Poor orphan Eugene feels like he was finally getting the family he’s always wanted, but the person that means the most to him told him she didn’t want to be a part of his family right now.


No, really. Thank you.

Just friends (m)

pairing: do kyungsoo x reader / feat. oh sehun, high school! kyungsoo

genre/warnings: smut, fluff

• words: 9,117

Summary: You’ve had feelings for your friend Kyungsoo for as long as you can remember, but you always thought they were unreciprocated. What if it turned out they weren’t…?

“He should be here already,” you whined to your friend, who you were sitting next to on a kitchen counter.

You were at some pretty crappy house party and things were getting boring.

Why wasn’t he here yet?

“Maybe he got lost on the way, I heard he’s that stupid,” your friend replied, his low voice drawing out as if he couldn’t be bothered to speak aloud.

You turned to him with a huff, but that huff trailed off as you were met with his face and you silently groaned.

How after all these years of knowing him, did he still have this effect on you?

His eyes were big and dark, his eyelashes curling upwards, thick and black, and his nose perfectly fit his face, it wasn’t too big but it wasn’t too small…and don’t get you started on his lips. Those lips were enough to make any girl wonder. They were thick and plump, his cupid’s bow flawlessly turned up and his teeth were straight. You loved it when he smiled, his mouth opened up into a heart shape, although these days you didn’t see him smile much. Maybe you had stopped making him smile…

“Hey, don’t me mean!” You warned, remembering to speak.

You watched him roll his eyes and run his hand through his thick hair. It was styled up today and you liked it – it made him look older, more mature.

“It’s true though, right?” He asked, smiling that heart shaped smile, that you missed.

It was your turn to roll your eyes now and you hit him on the shoulder.

“Kyungsoo, be quiet,” you said, however, you couldn’t hide your little smirk, as you watched him laugh at your reaction.

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That feel when you get your friends interested in things you’re interested in lol

I was thinking about what we’ve been given in the way of Michonne being worried about Rick’s safety. Like in the promo for 7x12 she calls out his name. I want Rick to call out for her too, but I don’t want to see her in harm’s way - my heart couldn’t handle it! I then thought about the only way that I’d be happy about Rick calling out Michonne’s name: While she’s riding him! Guess what? My heart couldn’t handle that either 😂

Happy Birthday, @kimbk!

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Drabble request : 4 and 11 with Wonho from Monsta X :3 can you make it angsty with a good ending? Thank you~

I tried so I hope you like it!

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4.)“I’m not apologizing for what I said to that asshole… He/she was saying terrible things about you”

11.)“I’m here through every break up you go through, through all the lows and highs, but you haven’t ever considered me as anything other than a friend”

You heard the shouting as you made your way towards where Hoseok and you usually met up at. You furrowed your eyebrows together as you neared a small group of people where two of them were at the center in a heated argument. Just then, an awfully familiar mop of hair stood up to you and you ran to the group.

“Shut your fucking mouth before I fucking beat your ass!” Hoseok growled and as you neared them, people stepped aside, recognizing you and letting you reach Hoseok while two other guys held him back. “H-Hoseok” you managed, standing before him and taking his arm. “Go ahead! You know what I said is true!” the other guy shouted and that only seemed to further infuriate Hoseok.

“Hoseok stop! Let’s go! Listen to me!” you said loudly, practically hugging him as you pulled him away. “Get the fuck out of here before I lose it!” Hoseok shouted and the small group murmured, the other guy and his friends also dragging him away. You finally managed to make Hoseok follow you and the mob broke apart, everyone heading in different directions.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” you asked, looking over your shoulder occasionally. Hoseok’s jaw tightened and you knew he needed a few minutes to cool off. “Let’s go to the car” you said sternly and he followed after you.

Once the two of you were seated in your car, you let out a sigh and turned to him, “What was all that about?” you asked and Hoseok rested his head against the window. “That asshole was talking crap” he said, the anger bubbling up again and you shook your head, “You should’ve just ignored him instead of making a scene” you commented but Hoseok only exhaled.

“I’m not apologizing for what I said to that asshole… He was saying terrible things about you” Hoseok stated, sitting up and straightening his shoulders. You stared at him with a frown and pressed your lips into a line, unsure of whether you should thank him or continue scolding him for paying attention to the guy’s crap. You took in a small breath and looked away, staring at your fingers on your lap, “Well… thank you for standing up for me, but what did he say about me anyway?” you asked softly and Hoseok shook his head.

“It was all a bunch of lies but it bothered me that he went up to my face to say that shit, like- I have no friggin idea what he wanted to get at it with telling me” Hoseok said, throwing his hands in the air and sighing, slouching down in the seat once more. You knitted your eyebrows, “But what did he say?” you persisted and Hoseok bit his bottom lip without meeting your gaze. “I want to know” you added and he took in a deep breath, lifting his head but not turning to you. “It was just to provoke me, honestly it was mostly about me” he replied and you scoffed, “Well I want to know what ticked you off” you insisted and he licked his lips, hanging his head low.

“He was saying you went around and made out with all these guys at parties and even slept with some but I always followed you like a dog and you never bother throwing a bone my way” he blurted and you gaped at his words. “That’s- what the hell, that is so not true” you said in disbelief, “I take it back, you should of beat his ass” you said and Hoseok shrugged, making you turn to him with eyes narrowed, “Wait, you don’t believe him right? You’re like my best friend, you know I don’t do that- I mean why else would you want to shut him up?” you said with a half hearted chuckle but Hoseok remained quiet as he now gazed out the window.

“I guess he was only half right… and that’s why I wanted to beat him up” he commented and you bit down tightly, “What?” you asked, feeling your heart ache at his words. “I’m here through every break up you go through, through all the lows and highs, but you haven’t ever considered me as anything other than a friend” he added and suddenly your heart was beating faster and you were biting on the inside of your cheek hard enough to draw blood. “H-Hoseok-” you started but he opened the car door and paused before getting off, “I’ll see you around, Y/N” he said, stepping out and closing the door behind him.

You quickly opened your door and ran to him, “Hoseok, wait, that’s not true alright? Yes, you’ve been there for me but- I didn’t know you wanted more! I never knew so I just- I didn’t try seeing you any other way” you admitted and Hoseok stared at you in bafflement.You scanned his face for any sign of relief or anything that said you hadn’t done something wrong but he remained blank, causing your heart to sink further. You saw as his jaw tensed and relaxed while he looked away and chuckled, letting his head fall back as he sighed.

“I guess I’m the one who should get his ass kicked” he said and you smiled a little, unsure of whether things were still unclear between the both of you or if he was relieved. “Anything that will get you to tell me how you really feel would work” you commented and he chuckled. 

Liam's Tattoos (masterpost)

This is a masterpost of all Liam’s tattoos.  I’ll be updating it as needed!

OT5 Screws (12 October 2012)

Minus Niall who, I maintain, has a screw tattoo-ed on his heart if not on his skin

Everything I Wanted But Nothing I’ll Ever Need (20 October 2012)

“It’s basically that obviously we’ve got a lot of things from doing this and stuff, and there are things that I want, but all I ever need is my family and these four boys right here.”

only time will tell … (October 2012)

The Chevrons (7 November 2012)

“There’s no prizes for guessing what this means … that’s quite obvious.”

ugh, they make my heart hurt

Feather (April 2013)

“The feather was a thing, my mom when I was a kid, we would find feathers around the house and whenever she’d find them she’d say it was my nan that was leaving them there for us to find, which is quite sweet.”

Egyptian Hieroglyphs (August 2013)

Which spell out “Liam”

I Figured it Out … (August 2013)

“It’s not so much what it says, that’s actually some of the new words from one of our new songs that’s not out yet …  that’s actually one from the start of one of the songs, so that’ll come to play later on.”

At least You & I made it on the album … 

Somewhere is a Place that Nobody Knows (May 2014)

He loved a song that didn’t make the album so much that he tattooed it on his arm

+1 Ruth Payne’s 1D tattoo

Ruth is Liam-centric OT5 as fuck

And with that, the Payne family slays

Coffee and Calligraphy- Part 2- Ideas

Part 1

Word Count- 830

Butterflies dive through Dan’s stomach as he sits in his bed texting PJ. Should I text him? Is it too early? Should I wait a while first?

Seriously, you sound like a teenage girl after her first date. Just text him, man.”

PJ is right. Dan sends a plain Hey to the contact he already created for Phil. 

Within a minute, he receives a reply. Hey! Are you working tomorrow?

Dan is practically terrified. He does have work tomorrow, but he can’t tell whether or not that’s the response Phil wants. Yeah…

Cool. I’ll come in and get some coffee and we can talk some more. I really like you, Dan.

The butterflies in Dan’s stomach intensify to the point where he doesn’t know if butterflies is the right word anymore. Maybe horrific anxiety. There are countless ways that sentence could be interpreted, but Dan’s head immediately chooses the best one. Trying to shut down his thoughts, Dan shakily responds. I really like you too. Like, a lot.

Great. I’ll see you tomorrow. <3

Phil sends a cute little keyboard heart. He must share Dan’s opinion that emojis are overrated and only keyboard expressions are worth his time. Dan can’t wait to see Phil tomorrow. Hopefully he’ll be able to find out if Phil feels the same way about Dan as Dan does about him.

Dan walks through his morning anxiously awaiting Phil. He said he’d come, and Dan believed him. However, each passing moment became more agonizing for Dan. When Phil finally walked in at the end of Dan’s shift, it felt like he was letting out a breath he’d been holding in all day. Phil came, just like he promised. 

“Hey, Phil! What do you want to drink? Same as yesterday?” He nods and Dan makes up drinks for them both, rushing back to the table where Phil was already situated. “This time, I’m completely confident this is yours and this is mine.” Dan laughs, handing Phil the cappuccino, which he had drawn a little heart in. Phil smiles at the design before taking a sip. 

“How are you, Dan?” 

“I’m good. Actually, great, now that you’re here.” Phil smiles and his eyes glimmer in the dim light of the setting sun. “What about you?” 

“As good as I’ll ever be now… I still have horrible writer’s block, and I’m probably running out of time.” Phil glances at the journal and pencil placed artistically on the table.

“What do you mean, running out of time?” 

“Oh, um…” Phil stammered, making Dan a bit suspicious. “The publishers are probably going to want me to be done soon, and I’m nowhere near it.”

Dan doesn’t believe that, but he decides to let it go. At least for now. “Oh… I’m sorry. Maybe all you need is some inspiration.” 

“All I need is a love interest for the main character. I can’t decide whether to make him straight or gay. The people will probably react better to a straight couple, but I’m gay.” 

Dan’s taken aback at this comment. Could this be Phil’s way of trying to initiate a conversation about maybe getting together? Dan attempts to shake off the thought, not getting his hopes up, and answers as casually as he can manage. “So am I, and I agree with you. It’s your book. Write it the way you want.”

“You’re right, Dan.” Phil smiles at him, and the two make eye contact for a few seconds. Suddenly, Phil’s eyes go wide and he picks up his pencil, opening the journal and frantically scribbling, occasionally looking up at Dan. The younger boy stared in awe as he spent nearly five minutes writing in this little book before finally closing it and setting it down. “Sorry, you just gave me an amazing idea.”

“Really? What was it?” 

“Well, you really gave me two ideas. And before I tell you the one I wrote about, I should tell you the other one.” Phil takes a deep breath. “How about we go out to dinner? Like, a date?” 

Dan’s heart starts beating faster than any human heart ever should. “You mean, you want to be, like, boyfriends?” 

Phil blushes a deep shade of red. “Yeah, I guess…” 

Dan’s heart now nearly leaps out of his chest. “I’d love to! When do you want to go get dinner?”

“Are you working tomorrow?”


“What about the next day?”


“What if we go out tomorrow night after you get off your shift. I’ll be here around the same time I was today. We can go to dinner, and a movie, and then you can come back to my house…” Phil notices Dan’s eyes widen. “If you want to… I’m sorry… I move way too fast. It’s just that time is so valuable to me, with the… Never mind. See you tomorrow?” 

Dan’s confused by this, but the confusion is easily overcome by excitement. He and Phil are going on a date. As Phil walks out the door, Dan sighs happily and slumps down in his seat. Fantasy is finally becoming reality. 

Natsu’s Heart Theory


Let’s talk about Natsu’s illusions of his fellow dragon slayers in his heart. They look pretty ordinary, right? WRONG.

Natsu has seen all of his fellow dragon slayers during this war and is well aware of what they look like, and more specifically, what they are wearing.

Let’s start with Sting and Rogue. This is what they look like during the war:

Now that you’ve finished marveling at how hot they are, let’s continue. Here is how Natsu sees them in his heart.


Now Gajeel and Wendy. Wendy is coincidentally in the same outfit she was in when Natsu met her, but Gajeel isn’t. 

Here is Gajeel at that start of the war.

And here is Gajeel in his heart.

You know where I am going with this. 

Gajeel’s first outfit. 

To be honest, this theory is only half-finished. I have the clues, but I cannot solve the riddle, if there is one, which I believe there is. Mashima doesn’t do things arbitrarily. 

What I can guess at this point though, is that anyone else who shows up in Natsu heart will also be donned in whatever he remembers first seeing them in. So, if for example he sees Lucy, she will be in her first outfit as well.

Maybe Natsu’s heart is nostalgic and wants to remember the way things used to be. I don’t know. If anyone wants to reblog with an add-on, feel free~