these two broke my heart they really did

Promises (Smut)

MASTERLIST

Request: Can you do a smut where Shawns on tour and him and his girlfriend traditionally have post-concert sex but she hasn’t been with him for the last few concerts so she surprises him after a concert and they have rough/passionate sex in the dressing room

Word count: 2,825

Promises (Smut) 

“Hey Geoff, it’s y/n” I said, after pressing on Geoff’s number on my phone.

“Hey, did you land already?”

“Yes, I’m on my way to the venue now, I’ll take a couple hours though”

“It’s fine, you’ll surprise Shawn after the concert” Geoff told me, which made me smile widely.

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Finally able to sit down and babble about the newest chapter, because, guys, this was such a different chapter! We got to see a clash between Shigaraki’s villains and the new guy Overhaul, and the chapter ended on a short moment with All Might…

… but honestly, I don’t even want to talk about that. It’s awesome, it’s great, I can’t wait to see more, but here, I want to talk about this guy here:

 

Look at this cute, easily excited guy! A real nerd at heart, obviously, and I laughed out loud when I saw this panel. Dark villain-meeting or not – he’s more excited about the prospect of meeting a real yakuza.

I have to confess, I almost forgot that this fanboy is part of the league of villains. I remember him vaguely from the trainings camp, but not more. He’s Magne, or Hikishi Kenji if you want to know his real name, and he gets a few panels this chapter.

 

See this here? Nothing fanboy-ish here, huh? From what I’ve seen this chapter, Magne seems to be slightly cute and dorky when it comes to things that he likes – why does this remind me of Izuku a bit – but as soon as it gets serious, he has his head back in the game. He is ready to fight that yakuza, be it for Shigaraki as a boss he is loyal to or because he sees his dream getting endangered. Because his dream, guys, his dream – let me just say, this pulled at my heart strings when I saw it:

 

This is a friend of Kenji. We don’t know her name, and he describes her as shy and timid – and the first thing I thought was: “Is this Tiger from the Pussy Cats?”

But nope, it’s not. It’s not Tiger, but still, it seems as if Magne’s friend is a transgender woman – and honestly, suddenly I wish Magne and Tiger would have had met under different circumstances, with the possibility to talk and get to know each other. Because look at what Magne’s reason for becoming a villain is:

 

Magne wants to be free of chains. Possibly, most likely, the chains society gives people. And with the fact that one of his good friends (a friend that stays his friend even though he is a wanted criminal) seems to be transgender, I dare believe that Magne means the chain society puts not only on him, but on people who are different – different gender, different sexuality – simply people that are viewed as “not normal” by some dumb people in society.

 

That’s a big deal, at least for me. A very big deal. Because – what is wrong with that goal?

 

Exactly. Nothing. Everyone should be free of chains, should have the chance to be who they really are, and there is nothing wrong about that.

Magne’s whole reason to become a villain is because he wanted to give people freedom, and because he couldn’t think of a legal way to achieve that goal, he is ready to fight the whole hero society.

Don’t get me wrong, everyone. Him being a criminal, attacking people, attacking even the students of U.A., is far from okay. And if I remember correctly, he even committed murder before joining the league of villains. That is not okay, and his goal doesn’t make any of that better.

But his deeper wish for freedom – I think there is really nothing wrong about that. Especially not if that wish was born because Magne wished for equality for everyone.

And just when I am this close to melting and basically adopted this guy (never mind the murder part), this happens:

 

Like… Horikoshi, why do you make me love this character in a few panels when you kill him off right after that? Why? My heart is fragile, you know, it doesn’t handle such pain that well!

Basically, I find a new good character, and he dies right after.

Karma? Perhaps.

Anyway, I now dearly wish for Tiger to find out about Magne’s death and that Magne’s friend and Tiger somehow meet. Not only did the two – Magne and Tiger, I mean – fight each other, and, if I remember correctly, Magne even tried to do some Small Talk during that fight, but also I just… I just want there to be someone who comforts Magne’s friend when she hears about his death. Someone who will protect her in Magne’s stead, you know? I really hope for that.

At least give me that, Horikoshi, after you just broke my heart.

No Love Lost (Lin/Reader and Lin/Vanessa) (Part One)

Prompt: This wasn’t actually requested, I just got the idea for this on the walk home last night and I couldn’t resist.

Author’s Note: This takes places in 2017, and I should note that the reader is supposed to be 30 years old.

BEFORE you all come at me, I just want to say that I IN NO WAY have anything against Lin and Vanessa’s relationship. I have a whole other story where not only are they happily married, they have not just one but TWO children. #shamelessselfpromotion

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda/Reader and Lin-Manuel Miranda/Vanessa Nadal

Summary: Soulmate AU. Everyone is born with a timer planted on the inner side of their wrist that counts down the years, months, days, hours, minutes and seconds until you meet your soulmate. You finally meet your soulmate at a party only to find out that he was told you’d died years ago. Not only that, he seems to have gone ahead with his life without you.

Rating: T for swearing

Warnings: TW for a mention of suicide.

Words: 2537

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New Besties (Pt. 2)


This is part two to New besties. This was very requested. 

Requests: 

Could you pleased write a part 2 of ‘New besties’? PLEASEEEEEE

Omg new besties was really good I need part two but happy ending like jughead finds out that Cheryl was the one did it and jughead and the reader end up happy 😆❤️🙏🏼 

Oh God, please write a second part to “New Besties”. The angst !!! I can’t ! My poor heart can’t handle it ! It was so cute and then, the angst came. *dramatic nooooooooo* I need a happy ending. Please ? *puppy dog eyes* 

So here it is. I really don’t know how i feel about it. But hell It’s here 

part one 




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My heart broke knowing my best friend here thought I had been on a date with his biggest bully and said horrible things about him. I didn’t even know how to get out of this. Jughead didn’t wanna listen to me and it’s not like Reggie or Cheryl were ready to tell him they lied. I looked at Jugheads face across the library. I was sitting in one corner of the big room and Jughead sat in the other.i wanted to go talk to him but something told me that wasn’t enough. I had to find Cheryl.

“Cheryl.” I said making her turn around. A wicked smiled came across her face when she realized it was me. Disgust filled my entire body. How could she be happy about this? Not only did she ruin my only friendship but she also hurt Jughead who was completely innocent in this.

“Oh hey, Y/N. Did you need anything” She said happily.

“What did you tell everybody I did with Reggie.” I asked. I was gonna try and be civil. I didn’t need any more drama in my life.

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NDRV3 SPOILERS

I’m going to be talking about Tojo indepht and going into a bit of analysis onto her character and her fate, so read under the cut if you’d like. Beware!

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A better man (part 2 if 'If you ever come back')

She was gripping the paper in her hands, tears rolling down her cheeks. Why had he chosen now to tell her all this? Couldn’t he do it the night they broke up? She would’ve stayed if only he had told her he was willing to fight for her, for them and now he decides to tell her? Damn you Adam Wiles. Two weeks and there hasn’t been a day where she didn’t think of him. Despite all that happened during the last couple of months, all she could remember were the good things. The little things he did for her and she hated it because she missed him. Missed waking up with him, missed his arms around her, his lips on hers.

Deciding it was best to leave it alone for the day, although she knew she wouldn’t stop thinking about the letter, she left her apartment to visit her mom. She wouldn’t tell anyone about the letter, choosing to keep it to herself for a while so she could ponder what to do without anyone’s input.

Friday. It was tomorrow. The night his door and his arms would be wide open for her to crawl back into. She didn’t if she should. All she knew is that she had never had her heart broken like this. The future they had planned was shattered, all those little things they talked about. She had never loved anyone like she loved him in a relationship. It had never lasted this long. It had never given her the certainty of a future like she thought this one had. Adam Wiles had promised her a forever. Adam Wiles had promised to fight through whatever came their way. Adam Wiles promised her his love for the rest of their lives. Adam Wiles had broke all those promises.

She understood though. It happened, falling out of love happened. But now here he was, telling her all she thought was true was right. That him falling out of love with her wasn’t true.

By the time the next day had dawned, her mind was made up. She needed to talk to him. There were things left unsaid and she wouldn’t be okay until she sorted out the mess inside her mind so maybe she wasn’t going home, she wasn’t back to him but she was willing to listen to him, to see if he could make her stay.

The flight to LA seemed to be longer than usual, allowing her mind to wander off to thoughts she only had when she was alone. She though of him, allowing herself to travel back in time to the beginning. She remembered her favorite moments with him and she let herself fall back into the perfect daydream she used have when they were happy, when she wholeheartedly believed he was the one. That had flown out the window during the last month or so.

She insisted on driving herself to Adam’s house, although agreed that security trailed behind her. She had warned them that it would probably be a while until she left so she said that if an hour went by and she hadn’t returned then they’d go home. She knew it was certain because whatever happened inside that house would probably take the whole night to resolve.

Taylor took a deep breath as she entered the code before retrieving back inside the car. As she drove through the driveway, she took the time to calm herself down a little. It would go nowhere if she was so nervous she couldn’t spill a word of what she wanted to say to him. Boy was she nervous about being face to face with him.

When she stepped out of the car she noticed most of the lights were out, in the room she could see from that point. She shut the door, took one last glance at the house and made her way to the porch. Just as he said, there was a key under the mat. She couldn’t keep the small smile from creeping at her face. If she didn’t know any better, this would be an amazing romantic movie. She snapped out of it and got ready to open the door.

The light in the hall was on and the house was inviting, she could swear she was in the past for a second, coming home to him. It felt okay for a moment, it felt right but she knew it was all quite the opposite.

She heard footsteps causing her to stop right as she reached the living room. He was rushing down the stairs, having heard the door shut. He didn’t believe she actually came. Either that or someone had gotten in his house to rob him of all he had.

Then he saw her, catching glimpse of her blonde hair from behind. His breath hitched and his eyes widened a tiny bit. Taylor didn’t turn around at the sound of him coming closer. She didn’t move at all from her spot, she was all brave before and now hearing his voice was making her head spin.

“You came.” He murmured, stepping closer. And she turned to face him, his eyes staring right back at her. They were soft. “Oh my god, I can’t believe this is actually happening.” He chuckled to himself and suddenly she felt a little pissed.

“Did you think a letter was enough?” She spit at him and his smile dropped. It wasn’t going to be as easy as he wanted it to be. “Are you for real? You couldn’t have told me all this two weeks ago?” She waved the letter in her hand and his eyes glanced at it briefly before staring at her. “You’re right. You are an idiot.”

“I am.” He nodded.

“You took me for granted.”

“I did.” He took a step towards her.

“You made me feel like you didn’t love me, like you didn’t want me around anymore, like my love was some kind of loaded gun. You accused me of cheating on you.” She shook her head and Adam’s heart broke. He really really was an idiot.

“I’m sorry.” He told her.

“Why on earth would you send me a letter saying all that? Did you think I would just fall straight into your arms again?” She laughed bitterly and he smiled the kind of smile that accelerated her heartbeat.

“No.” He shook his head. “You being here means you haven’t given up yet which means I can try make this right.” He spoke gently, walking to her.

“What makes you think I’m gonna let you?” She challenged, looking up at him.

He smiled. “Why are you here then?”

“I…” She trailed off, not knowing why herself.

“Taylor, I’m gonna make this right.” He said, grabbing her hand. She let him. “Because I love you and I’m in love with you. I made many mistakes and for that I can never show you how sorry I am, how I regret so many things but if you let me, I can make it up to you and I can be the better man you want me to be. If you let me, I promise I won’t ever repeat the mistakes I made. And if you let me, I know I will love you for the rest of my days and I’ll show you I love you.” They stood face to face and Taylor couldn’t say anything just yet so she didn’t. She turned away, the closeness and the intensity of his eyes making her forgive him right away.

It couldn’t go down that easy. She couldn’t just forget the last month had happened. She couldn’t forget how miserable she felt but there he was. Saying all the things she ever wanted him to say. She could see it in his eyes that he meant every word of it. She hated that her heart had already forgiven him. She hated that all she wanted to do was press her lips against his and to get wrapped up in his arms.

“Taylor…” he spoke gently, turning her around to face him. “You’ve successfully buried yourself in my head.” She couldn’t help the small smile from forming on her lips as she looked up at him as she recalled the late phone call on February 26th when he spoke those words for the same time. “No matter what I do, I can’t stop thinking about you, ever. Not even when you thought I didn’t love you.” He paused. “When I spent hours upon hours locked up in that studio and forgot to make time for you, I didn’t forget you. You were my inspiration and I didn’t realize I was losing you until the MET. Until I saw you with someone else. I realized that everyone wants a piece of you because you are so special and you’re so beautiful. That scared me because someone better than me could have you at any moment-”

“But you had me, Adam. I was yours. For the last fifteen months, I was yours!” She argued, grabbing his face.

“I know that.” He nodded. “It wasn’t the way I wanted to treat you, Taylor. It was never how I wanted to treat you but I got scared. I got so scared about losing you and I was irrational in the way I let you know that. It sent you the wrong signals and I’ll never forgive myself for causing so much pain but if you can forgive me, please just, stay with me and I will never make those mistakes again.”

With a smile, she responded. “Okay.” She nodded. “Let’s try again.”

“Taylor?” He called out upon entering the house. He shut the door, making his way further inside the house. “Babe? You home?” He furrowed his brows when there was no answer. She had a meeting that morning while he went to the studio so he figured by the time he got home she’d be there.

They had fallen into a routine, always making sure they spent time together. He would either go to the studio in the morning or to the gym while she was also recording her sixth record. She was incredibly excited about it and had even recorded a couple of songs in his studio at the house. It wasn’t rare that they ended up eating dinner in the studio together while bouncing ideas off one another. She told him what she was working on and he told her what he was working.

It had gone back to normal, although the previous month was not forgotten at all, they just tried harder to make it all work and to make each other happy. So far it was all working perfectly. Adam had been trying extra hard to let her know he loved her. He planned romantic getaways, took her out to dinner, made her breakfast in bed. He wanted her to know he loved her more than anything so he never forgot to tell her.

Adam took a glance around the house, smiling when he saw Meredith crossing the room. He looked outside, noticing the window that lead outside open. He chuckled to himself and walked out there.

“Hey, you’re home!” She spoke excitedly jumping up and running towards him. He laughed against her lips as she joined them with his.

“Hi!” He grinned. “We’re having a picnic, huh?” He looked beyond her onto the blanket placed on the grass.

She shrugged. “I felt like it. It’s nice out here.” He pecked her lips, smiling. “Let’s eat, yeah?” He nodded.

They sat down and began eating. They talked about their mornings, what new things had happened and the plans for the next few weeks, all while Adam stared at Taylor, wondering how on earth he had gotten so lucky to deserve a second chance with the love of his life. He watched as she laughed at some stupid joke he had told her about something that happened with Burns. He noticed how carefree she was, how he had missed seeing that smile on her face and how happy he was that he was the one who put it back there. He had begun to take notice in little things she did more. Tiny details in his daily life that he had begun to love more than anything, like how when she got home late and the first thing she wanted was his arms around her. He noticed the way she acted around her friends, how caring she was. Noticed how she turned softer and at peace when she played with little ones, especially her godson. He heard her voice when she woke up in the middle of the night with an idea for a song, he enjoyed staying up just to catch a little glimpse of the smile when she had finally gotten it right. He loved her eyes in the morning and he cursed himself for stopping to notice it for a while. He loved how peaceful she looked sleeping. Finally, for the first time ever, he noticed the way she looked at him. He had never felt so loved in his life than the times she looked at him. He couldn’t explain, it was just a look that told him how in love she was, how much she cared and he wondered if she saw the same when he looked at her.

“What?” She giggled, taking a sip of her Diet Coke after noticing he was staring at her.

“What do you mean?”

“You have that stupid smile on your face again, babe.” She shook her head chuckling and putting down her coke. Adam grinned and leaned forward, kissing her lips.

“I want to marry you.”

She laughed. “Then marry me.”

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scott pilgrim vs. the world ask meme.

“When I’m around you, I kind of feel like I’m on drugs. Not that I do drugs. Unless you do drugs, in which case I do them all the time. All of them.”

“I know you play mysterious and aloof just to avoid getting hurt. And I know you have reasons for not wanting talk about your past. I want you to know that I don’t care about any of that stuff.”

“I’m in lesbians with you.”

“Bread makes you fat?!”

“I have to go pee due to boredom.”

“…Chicken isn’t vegan?”

“If I peed my pants would you pretend that I just got wet from the rain?”

“You once were a ve-gone, but now you will begone.”

“Okay, this next song goes out to the guy who keeps yelling from the balcony. It’s called ‘We Hate You, Please Die.’”

“Amazon.ca! What’s the website for that?”

“Hey so, can this not be a one-night stand? For one thing I didn’t even get any. That was a joke.”

“Tell it to the cleaning lady on Monday. Because you’ll be dust by Monday… because you’ll be pulverized in two seconds. The cleaning lady? She cleans up… dust. She dusts. 'Cause… it’s Friday now, she’s the weekends off, so… Monday, right?”

“You punched the highlights out of my hair!”

“That’s it! You cocky cock! You’ll pay for your crimes against humanity.”

“The only thing separating me from them is the two minutes it’s gonna take to kick your ass.”

“Short answer: Vegans are just better then everyone else.”

“Kick her in the balls!”

“If your life had a face, I would punch it.”

“I mean, are you really happy or really evil?”

“You broke the heart that broke mine.”

“Level with me… did we suck?”

“Oh, you’re were just a little bi-curious? Well, I’m just a little bi-furious!”

“You’re pretentious, this club sucks, I have beef. Let’s do it.”

“I was more alone when we were together than I ever was on my own.”

“What a perfect asshole.”

“Well, it was nice to meet you, and tell your gay friends I will see them later.”

“Look, I didn’t write the gay handbook. If you got a problem with it, take it up with Liberace’s ghost.”

“You punched me in the boob! Prepare to die, obviously!”

“Okay, presumeably, you may have just seen a dude’s junk, and I’m very sorry for that… so is he.”

“We were just on stage for sound check, and the sound guy hated us!”

“You know I love you. But I need my own bed tonight. It’s for sex.”

“Ah, that sucks, but you know it’s probably just because they’re better than you.

“You know what sucks? EVERYTHING.”

“You are the salt of the earth. I meant scum of the earth.”

“We are here to make money and sell out and stuff.”

“Sounds like someone wants to get funky.”

“I want to have his adopted babies.”

“Hey, man, question: I’ve always wondered, how does not eating dairy products give you psychic powers?”

“Oh yeah, you’re totally my bitch forever.”

“Yeah, well, my baggage doesn’t try to kill me every five minutes.”

“You’re not dead, you’re just having some idiotic dream.”

“Guess who’s drunk!?”

“A gig is a gig is a gig is a gig is a gig.”

cheeseandthanks  asked:

TANAKA AND THAT KANOKA GIRL??? OH MY GOD THEYRE SO CUTE (but Tanaka frickin broke her heart I'm gonna fight him) they'd be soooo cuteeee together seriously like this is The Perfect Girl for Tanaka??? She's probably also a volleyball nerd, she's Really Cute, I can just imagine them going on a date and being the cutest couple ever,,, Tanaka better come to his senses and like this girl.... Also I really want Kiyoko to help them out

ohhhHHH my god i love these two together? I’m really looking forward to more interactions between them and I think that’d be a good opportunity for kiyoko and tanaka to bond as friends if she did step in to help :o

I've Missed You (Nate Maloley)

A Nate Maloley smut


Warning: NSFW

REQUESTED?: yes -

Can you do an imagine where Nate and Y/N are married (25 years old) and they have a 3 year old named Jackson and a 1 year old named Ellie and Nate and Y/N have been arguing a lot for the past few months so one night things get pretty bad and Nate says he wants a divorce so Y/N makes him leave and after like 2 weeks of him not seeing her or the kids they realize they need each other and at the end just do it thang???


“Get the fuck away from me!”

“What is wrong with you?!”

“You’re never home! You always come home late and you never spend time with our kids!” I screamed at Nate, tears were threatening to spill out.

“I’m working! I’m trying to provide for you and our kids! Why don’t you understand that?!”

“Oh so smoking weed with your friends is working? Hah.” I was beyond pissed now. I turned around so I wouldn’t have to look at him.

“Don’t fucking walk away from me! We’re not done talking!” He stormed in front of me getting close to my face.

“Nathan. Get. Away. From. Me.” He wouldn’t move just stood in front of me.

“Why do you have to act like such a bitch all of the time?!”

“Why do you have to act like a dick all the time?!” I spat back. I could hear our kids Jackson and Ellie start to cry.

“See what you did now?!” Nate yelled at me.

“Me?! That was all you! You can never stop yelling at me! That’s all you do! You always yell!”

“I always yell because you never do anything right!”

“What don’t I do right? Huh, Nate?! I spend all my time with our kids, I cook, I clean, hell I do everything by myself. I practically raised these kids by myself!” Our kids were still crying in the background.

“Don’t you dare say that!”

“Why? It’s true.”

“Stop making me feel guilty for having a career! Yes I was on tour when Jackson was born! You know I would’ve came home if I could to see him!”

“Nate. The first time you met Jackson was when he was 3 months old. You didn’t come home for 3 months! You’re never home!”

“Maybe I’m never home because I’m not happy here! It’s not the same as it used to be! We’re not the same! I..can’t be with you anymore. I want a divorce.” He didn’t look at me as he said those words.

“Get. Out.”

“What?”

“You heard me! Leave! It’s what you do best!” I screamed at him.

“Fuck you.”

“No, fuck you Nate.” I growled as he walked out the door.

I locked the door behind him and walked to Jackson and Ellie’s shared room.

“It’s okay baby.” I picked up Ellie out of her crib and then picked Jackson up out of his bed.

“Wanna sleep with momma tonight?” I asked them both. Jackson nodded his head and stopped crying. Ellie was still wailing at the top of her lungs.

“Shhh baby.” I cooed to her as I put Jackson down on my bed.

He quickly crawled under the covers and stared at me and Ellie.

I rocked her back and forth and patted her back, she was a daddy’s girl. Even though he wasn’t home much she loved him a lot.

I started singing to her, that would always calm her down. She soon started to quiet down and I put her down on the bed. I crawled under the covers with them and Jackson quickly cuddled up next to me.

“Mommy?” He whispered.

“Yes, baby?” I stroked his hair as he talked.

“What’s a divorce?” He questioned me.

“Don’t worry about that, baby, okay?” He nodded his head.

“Where did daddy go?”

“He went away, he’s gonna be gone for a while okay?” Jackson nodded his head and closed his eyes. I reached up and turned the lights off before pulling Ellie closer to my body.

“Good night my beautiful babies.” I kissed the tops of their heads before closing my eyes.

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Two weeks later.

I just got the kids sleeping, they have been sleeping with me since Nate left. He texted me trying to apologize but I just ignored it. I was washing the dishes from dinner when I heard Nates voice behind me.

“YN.”

“What are you doing here?” I didn’t turn to look at him, I kept on washing the dishes.

“I kinda live here.” He was trying to make jokes.

“Not for the past two weeks you haven’t.”

“I know, ma. I’m sorry.” I heard him walk closer and felt his hands on my hips. He pressed the front of his body against my back. I’ve missed his touch so much.

“I’ve missed you.” He kissed behind my ear before placing kisses down my neck. I felt my knees going weak.

“Nate. Stop.” I turned the water off before turning around in his arms. I put my hands on his chest and pushed him back.

“You left for two weeks. I don’t even know what you did in those two weeks, Nathan.”

“YN, you told me to go, and if you think I cheated on you I didn’t. I was with Johnson the whole time.” I felt better that he was with Johnson, johnson was always my favorite.

“Nate, do you really want a divorce?” My head dropped and I couldn’t look him in the eye.

“Ma, look at me.” He tilted my head up to look at him.

“Of course I don’t want a divorce.” I held his wrist and took it away from my face.

“Then why did you say that? That broke my heart Nate.”

“It was the heat of the moment, I didn’t mean any of those things that I said, lil mama, and I’m sorry, I was just saying those things to hurt you and I regret it.”

“I’m sorry too, Nate.” He put his hands on my hips and pulled me closer, “Your a great father and I appreciate everything you do for me and our kids, I know you missed some parts of their life but you technically didn’t because we were all together supporting you and your dreams. I knew what I was getting into when I married you. I know your career means a lot to you. And I’m sorry I used that against you.”

“Ma, you and our babies mean so much more to me. I can’t stand the thought of losing you. I’ve been miserable these past two weeks. I just wanted to be with you and hold you.”

“Well you’re here now.” I smiled before he leaned in to kiss me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me.

“Jump, ma.” He mumbled against my lips. I did as I was told and wrapped my legs around his waist. His hands gripped my ass and pulled me even closer to his body.

He started walking us toward our bedroom. I quickly broke our kiss and he stopped walking.

“What’s wrong, mama? Don’t you wanna do this.”

“Fuck yes I do, but Jackson and Ellie.”

“They’ll be fine, they’re sleeping in their room babe.”

“No they’re in our bed, they have been for the past two weeks.” He looked a little disappointed.

“How bout we just do it in their room on Jacksons bed…” Nate suggested. I laughed and slapped his chest.

“No! The couch.” I smirked as I went back to kissing him. He chuckled into the kiss and walked us to the living room.

He sat down on the couch with me straddling him.

“You’re so sexy, ma.” His hands prompted my hips to start grinding down on him. Being in just one of Nates t shirts and panties had its perks.

Nate grabbed the hem of my shirt and lifted it off my body.

“Oh, how I missed this body, baby.” He started placing kisses down my chest.

“Nathan, I need you.” I huffed out.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and flipped us over so I was now on the couch. Nate was standing up, I could see the outline of his bulge through his jeans.

He quickly stripped his clothes off and he laid in between my legs on the couch. His fingers hooked into the sides of my panties and pulled them slowly off my body. His fingers ghosted over my clit, teasing me.

“Nathan, we haven’t had sex in so long, I need you. Please.” He smirked and lined himself up at my entrance.

“Of course, ma, but you have to be quiet. Our babies are sleeping.” He reminded me.

He placed his hands on my hips and quickly thrusted into me.

“Oh fuck!” I screamed out, Nates hand flew over my mouth as he pounded into me with no mercy.

“Nathan! Fuck!” My moans were muffled against his hand.

“Fuck, ma. You’re still so tight.” He grunted.

His hands slipped off my mouth and landed on my boobs. He pinched my nipples as he slammed himself into me.

“Harder, baby.” I breathed out of breath. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled Nate closer to me.

His hands gripped my waist and he picked me up and pulled me on top of him so I was riding him.

My legs were on either side of him and my hands were on his shoulders.

“Ride me, ma. Fucking ride me.” He moaned as I sunk down on to him.

“Shit Nate, I’m so close.” I could feel my stomach tightening. He reached his hands out and placed them on my hips. He helped slam me down on top of him.

“Nate,” I threw my head back and wrapped my arms around Nates head. My chest was pressed against his and my face was in the crook of his neck.

“Fuck baby. You feel so good.” Nate grunted. His arms were wrapped around my waist and he thrusted his hips up into me.

“I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” I screamed into his neck.

“Fuck, you’re so hot YN.” He grunted before I felt him release into me.

He slowed his thrusts before I leaned back with him still inside of me.

“I’ve missed you, Nathan.” I kissed his lips.

“I’ve missed you more, ma. I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” I kissed his lips as I slid off of him.

He laid down on the couch and pulled me to lay on his chest. I grabbed the blanket that was tossed over the couch and covered both of us.

I soon grew tired listening to Nate breathe as I laid on his chest.

“Promise you’ll never leave me.” Nate mumbled against the top of my head.

“I promise,” I whispered before drifting off to sleep.


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Sorry if this sucked! I haven’t written in sooooo long! Request some others if you’d like!(:

anonymous asked:

Hi again! I love the three scenes you chose as your top three favorite supercorp scenes, would those also be your top three favorite LENA scenes or do you have another ones?

Hi love! I’m glad you liked the choices. Supercorp gives me way too many feels if you couldn’t tell. That’s a good question though… I think I will say that ‘Kara Danvers, you are my hero.’ would be a favorite Lena scene, for sure.

For the other two…

1. So I Really am a Luthor

I actually quite enjoy the scenes between Lena and Lillian and seeing the back and forth between the two of them was great. I think Katie also played that scene beautifully. Seeing Lena trying her best to remain strong in the moment of actually facing her mother but seeing that instant vulnerability as she sits and then Lillian tells her the truth just broke my heart. I was so proud of her during the entire episode and that scene just really did it for me.

2. And I Called the Police

Slaaaaay LENA!. Medusa had me terrified I will be completely honest. From the moment they starting framing her to look even a little suspicious I let out the loudest and saddest groan because I was so afraid they would make her evil. When she met up with Lillian, when they went to the site of the rocket launcher, when she turned the key… internal ugly sobbing on my end. But when Lillian looked at Lena, realizing what she did, and the smug and vengeful expression on Lena’s face… absolutely gorgeous. I was so proud of her and again, Katie played this scene really well. I can’t wait for Lena to play a part in taking Lillian and Cadmus down once and for all (because that is totally happening and I am standing by that!)

What do you think?

Jinyoung Imagine - You Should Be Mine

A/N - Thank you to the lovely anon who requested this one, I hope you like it! Keep on sending in your requests everyone~

Something about Jinyoung drew you in. Enticed you. Whether it was one thing in particular or a combination of things, you weren’t sure. It could be his warm, chocolate brown eyes, his beautifully smooth laugh or his kind and adoring personality. Okay, it was definitely a combination of things that had led to you falling for him. Hard. The only problem was, his kind words and sweet, caring nature weren’t exclusive to you; he was like that to everyone which only made you doubt whether or not he returned the feelings. After all this time debating if he liked you or not, you had just given up on the idea altogether. Part of you wanted to just move on but another part of you still lived in hope that Jinyoung liked you back.

You were stood outside the dorm, waiting for one of the members to let you in. Jaebum had invited you over, saying he wanted to see you. He had always been a good friend to you and you loved to spend time with him. He made you feel comfortable and you knew you could tell him anything. Eventually, Jinyoung came to the door with a seemingly forced smile on his face.
“Hi, (Y/N). Sorry about making you wait.”
“It’s okay, Jinyoung. Is Jaebum there?” As soon as you mentioned his name, Jinyoung’s false smile disappeared and he stepped aside, gesturing for you to go in. Trying to ignore the now sad look on his face, you walked into the dorm. None of the other members were there leaving just you, Jinyoung and Jaebum. Part of you felt bad for Jinyoung and the way his face had fallen restored more of the hope in you that he liked you back. Remembering his reaction, you made a mental note to talk to him before he left so you could confess your feelings to him. As you walked further into the dorm, Jaebum appeared and greeted you, giving you a much tighter hug than usual.
“I’m so happy you came, (Y/N),” he said, still holding you. You laughed awkwardly and said, “thanks.” When the two of you finally parted, Jaebum dragged you off into his room, shouting to Jinyoung that you’d just be playing video games.

Time went by and everything seemed normal. Just you and Jaebum hanging out playing video games, nothing out of the ordinary. That was until he randomly paused the game, just as you were about to do something important.
“Hey! You better have a good reason for pausing that. I was just about to shoot that guy down and complete the mission!” His face was serious. Whatever this reason was, it must have been good.
“(Y/N),” he began, taking in a deep breath before continuing. “I like you. A lot. I’ve been holding back from telling you because of Jinyoung.”
“Jinyoung? What’s he got to do with it?” You instantly began to worry that he knew about your crush.
“Well he likes you. But he was too scared to do anything about it because he didn’t know if you liked him back. To be honest, I always thought that you liked him but when you said you’d come over, I decided to just go for it. Jinyoung have talked and we aren’t going to let this get in the way of our friendship but I just had to tell you that I really like you. And I would love for you to be my girlfriend.” Jaebum then trailed off and leaned in. Caught by surprise, you couldn’t move and just let him inch closer and closer to your lips. 

While you did like Jaebum, it was nothing in comparison to the way you felt about Jinyoung. Of course you thought he was attractive and if he hadn’t said that Jinyoung liked you then you’d definitely be more willing to do it. But knowing that Jinyoung likes you too? No way could you be with Jaebum. You tried to lean back but ending up hitting the wall behind you. Not realising the thump of your head against the wall could have been heard from the room next door, you were clueless of Jinyoung’s movements. Jaebum continued to lean in and just as his lips connected to yours, Jinyoung walked in.
“What’s going on in- oh. I guess I’ll leave you two alone.”  The devastation in Jinyoung’s voice gave you the push to move away from Jaebum.
“I’m sorry, Jaebum. But I can’t kiss you. I-”
“No, I get it. You like Jinyoung. It’s okay but do me a favour and go after him. If you don’t want to be with me then you have to be with him. I’ll be okay.” You smiled appreciatively at him before running out of the room to look for Jinyoung.

As you walked through the dorm, you noticed his bedroom door was slightly open and you could hear the sounds of gentle sobbing. It was a heart breaking sound. You rushed into the room and Jinyoung sat upright, glaring at you.
“What are you doing in here? Get out! Go back to your precious Jaebum!” His outburst startled you but you stood your ground and didn’t leave. Instead, you sat down on the bed beside him and reached up a hand to wipe away one of the stray tears on his cheek.
“Jinyoung…” You whispered, hoping for him to calm down. Your gentle touch on his face only sparked more tears as he collapsed into your chest. You rubbed your hand on his back soothingly, letting him get out his emotions.
“I’m sorry, (Y/N). Jaebum hyung and I were talking and I told him he could date you and that I’d be find with it but seeing him so close to you like that. Seeing him almost kiss you was just too much. I can’t do this. I can’t be around you if all I will see is the two of you.”
“Hey, it’d okay. I’m not going to date Jaebum.”
“No you can’t say that just because you know that I like you.”
“Well I am because I like you too. I didn’t know Jaebum was going to confess but he did and he also said that you liked me. And do you know what my first thought was after he told me you liked me too?”
“What?”
“It was, ‘oh my god I can’t do this I need to be with Jinyoung’ and I still stand by that first thought. I really like you, okay? And it broke my heart to hear you crying.” Jinyoung didn’t say anything. Instead, he filled the small gap between you both with his lips. They were soft and warm against yours and also everything you needed in that moment.
“(Y/N)?”
“Yes, Jinyoung?”
“Will you be my girlfriend?”
“I’d love nothing more.”

Off Limits

Relationship: Luke x Reader

Words: 2459

Masterlist l Request

Author’s note: I feel like I haven’t posted on here in forever, which is not really the case but whatever. Anyways, I’m not really sure how I feel about this piece but hopefully it’s better than I think it is! 

Michael was only two years older than you and yet he seemed to think he was a third parent sometimes. Not that you minded him looking out for you, but it did bother you when he blatantly told you you couldn’t do something. Like that one time you wanted to tag along with his friends while they went out to a local show and he told you “you’re too young to be around all the drinking” or when he told you that crushing on his friends was “completely off limits,” as if you had a say in who you’re heart ended up crushing on. Regardless, when he left for a world tour with his band a few months ago you knew you’d miss him, so when he invited you to join them during some of their leg in North America you couldn’t say no. Especially, when it meant spending time with you best friend Luke, who just so happened to be the band’s lead singer.

Sadly, being on a world tour was nothing like the small van tours you used to accompany them on around your hometown. Instead of spending endless hours laughing with the boys you mainly found yourself trying to keep quiet in the early morning hours to not wake the boys and risk them being exhausted for whatever stop on the tour was that night. And to be honest, you were quite disappointed. You thought when Michael had asked you to join him it would include adventures around America but with him too tired to even play video games with you most of your time was spent nestled into your temporary bunk watching Netflix and reminiscing.

At least that was the case until your best friend saw that you weren’t having an amazing time and decided to change your opinion of tour life. Suddenly, Luke was pulling you out of your bunk in the early morning hours just to mess about on Michael’s xbox before he woke up. Those silly games usually ended up in screaming matches waking the whole bus up and causing Luke and you to be banned from playing any video games together within the hours of 2 to 9 in the morning. Having to replace your quality time somehow, the two of you turned to streaming stupid Netflix movies in his bunk and whispering your own dialogue to each other. That didn’t last long either, though, seeing as Calum grew quite irritated with the snickering and Michael all but had a heart attack when he found the two of you nestled into one bunk sleeping.

It was the days between shows that Luke and you really got to do quality best friend things together. He’d take you out for breakfast to the city’s “best diners” and the two of you would order as much breakfast food as possible. You even kept a list of the best places and food dishes — so far some diner in Massachusetts held the record for best pancakes but you still had three weeks to find a better place. Sometimes the rest of the boys would accompany the two of you out and you’d go sight see, taking hilarious tourist selfies in front of the biggest ball of yarn and other state landmarks. Luke even took you shopping in New York and Los Angeles with the promise that you’d let him buy you something without an argument, which you ultimately complied too, making sure to pick the lowest price items in the stores.

Finally you were spending quality time with your best friend and having fun, you just wished Michael would quit hovering over the two of you in the bus and focus more on beating Calum at whatever video game they were playing that day.

“I just don’t want you to get hurt,” Michael said, one night when he managed to separate you from Luke.

The two of you were sitting in the lounge having some quality brother/sister time. And you were having a great time too, watching some anime Michael had gotten addicted to on tour that he wanted you to watch but of course, he had to ruin the moment.

“Why would I get hurt?” you asked, incredulously.

“You’ve just been going out a lot together, alone. The fans might get the wrong idea and,” he trailed off.

“Luke and I are best friends, I think your fans no that.”

They didn’t.

The fans seemed to be fine with random pictures of the two of you at diners and weird landmarks but when a picture surfaced of the two of you at a fancier restaurant, the rumors started. Suddenly, you were getting death threats sent via twitter and your instagram account was blowing up. Girls were even scrolling as far back as four years ago to see pictures of Luke and you in your prepubescent years smiling at a camera in matching pajamas. Within a matter of days you went from the fan’s favorite to the number one person on their hit lists. And it wasn’t even the death threats that made you upset, it was the fact that so many of these girls thought you weren’t good enough for their Luke.

Their Luke, as if he actually belonged to them in the first place.

They didn’t know Luke like you did. They didn’t get to hear his raspy voice at three am telling you to scoot over because he had to pee. They didn’t get to witness his awkward twelve year old phase when he thought he was god’s gift and tried to flirt with every girl he saw using only corny pick up lines. And they definitely didn’t know the Luke that would sneak over to Michael’s room and drink until the sun came up just to forget whatever stupid girl broke his and Michael’s heart that week.

But still, that wasn’t what made you upset — not really at least. No, it was the fact that they didn’t think you were good enough for him that got to you.

Sure, you had told your brother that the two of you were just friends but you knew better. Deep down, there had always been a spark between Luke and you, you just never did anything about it. It was one of the main reason Michael set up the whole “no dating one of my friend’s” rule in the first place, you and him both knew that. And yet, you couldn’t help but smile bigger and laugh louder when Luke was around. Even after all those years, it was still only Luke that held the key to your heart as cheesy as it sounded.

And now to hear that you weren’t good enough for someone you’d crushed on since you were ten, well it sucked but you weren’t going to let those girls win. Instead, you continued going out with Luke, made all social media accounts private, and made sure to only cry in the shower when you knew the boys were out and about.

In fact, that’s precisely what you had been doing only moments before you heard the bus door slam followed by the muffled chuckles of what sounded like Calum and Ashton. Fearing you were about to be caught, you desperately splashed water onto your eyes before jumping out of the shower and getting dressed.

“Y/N? Are you in there?” Ashton asked, knocking on the door.

“Just a second!” you answered. You rushed through your make up routine, only applying a thin line of eyeliner to your lids before opening the door to a waiting Calum and Ashton. “What’s up? I though you guys had an interview today.”

“Oh we did,” Calum smirked.

“It was very interesting,” Ashton added.

“Really? What happened?”

“We could tell you or you could watch it for yourself.”

“Wait it’s already up online? Don’t those usually take a few days to edit and upload?”

“We have the rough video. It’s supposed to go to our publicist for an okay but we think there’s something you need to hear,” Ashton said.

“Something I need to hear?” you gulped, what possibly could they be talking about. Did Michael tell that embarrassing story of you dancing in your underwear to “She Looks So Perfect” again? Or worse, did he show them the video of you singing it? “Just play it so I can stop stressing,” you nervously chuckled.

You sat in between Calum and Ashton as they loaded the USB into the computer. It took a moment for the video to transfer from the device to the computer but once it did, Ashton launched the video and you bit your nails nervously. It seemed to be a normal interview, full of questions about tour and the album that was currently in the works. The boys were joking around as usual, Michael finding every which way to work a swear word into his answers just so someone would have to sit an edit a beep sound over him.

But then things changed.

The interviewer turned her attention solely to Luke, before pulling out a picture from her notebook that sat in her lap. She showed it to him before firing of into her little narrative.

“Word is that you and this mystery blonde have been seen out and about several cities during the American leg of the tour. Do you have anything you’d like to say?”

Michael’s jaw clenched at the sight of the picture. He hated when you or anyone from your family was brought into the media. He was the one who was famous after all, not you.

“That’s my sister,” he deadpanned. “And I believe I’ve said multiple times to keep my family out of the media.”

“Perhaps your band mate didn’t get the memo,” she snapped, turning her attention back to Luke. “Now Luke, care to tell us about this mystery blonde?”

“She’s my best friend, but as Michael said our family is off limits.”

“Best friend? You mean to tell me you don’t think this girl is cute? Do you like her?”

“Of course she’s cute! And yeah I like her she’s my best friend!” Luke blushed, forgetting that there was an army of cameras around him.

“Awe, so the truth comes out,” the interviewer said, facing the camera. “Looks like all those crazy fan’s assumptions on twitter are correct. I guess it’s safe to say Luke Hemmings is officially off the market, Ben and Jerry’s sales will be soaring this week, better take up stock!”

“Don’t spread false information,” Ashton said.

“And don’t insult our fans,” Calum scoffed, before the screen went black.

It felt like there wasn’t enough air on the bus, your breathing shallowed as you tried to wrap your head around what you just heard. Beside you, the boys sent worried glances to each other before Calum rubbed a soothing hand on your back.

“He thinks I’m cute?” you whispered in disbelief.

“Oh my god Y/N, have you been living under a rock!”

“Luke’s been in love with you for years. Longer than I’ve known him I’m sure,” Ashton adds.

“No he hasn’t.”

“Yes he has. The only reason he never said anything is because Michael always had that rule that you were off limits or something.”

“What? I though he only told that to me. Is that why none of you would look at me the first time we all hung out together?”

With no answer, you knew that was the answer. Cursing, you stood up ready to confront your brother when the door to the bus flew open revealing Luke and Michael, both of them looking like they needed a long nap.

“You told them they couldn’t like me?” you shouted, glaring at your older brother.

“You showed her the video?” Luke yelled at the same time Michael was shouting about wanting to protect you.

The bus soon became a screaming match with lots of different words being exchanged but none of them really resonating with anyone. You were yelling at Michael who was yelling at Calum and Ashton and Luke was yelling at you but you weren’t even listening. Finally, Ashton raised his voice louder just to end the madness.

“Nothing is going to get solved with all of us yelling. Let’s let Luke and Y/N talk and Michael you can continue scolding Cal and I outside.”

Surprisingly, Michael everyone obliged to Ashton’s words and him and Calum followed Ashton, leaving you alone with a worried looking Luke. Things had never been awkward between the two of you before but there was a first for everything. Neither one of you knew what to say so you sat across from each other in silence, Luke playing with his lip ring while you picked at the polish on your nails.

“So,” you said, hoping to end the reign of silence.

“I didn’t mean for you to get brought up in that interview. I mean I knew the fans were talking but I didn’t think they’d ever bother to take a picture of us and send it to that awful lady,” he rambled.

“I don’t care about the picture, I’m much more interested in learning how long you’ve thought I was cute,” you smirked.

Luke groaned, his cheeks growing rosy as he tried to cover them with his hands. If you were seated closer to him you would’ve pulled them away but instead you left him be. After all, confessing your attraction to your long time best friend in an interview was pretty embarrassing.

“You know I think you’re pretty cute yourself,” you teased which only caused him to blush more. “You could have just asked me out.”

“Michael would have killed me,” he mumbled, finally taking his hands away from his face to look at you. “He almost killed me the night I told him I liked you in year seven.”

“You mean he knew?” you marveled. “That little ass. He knew I liked you and you liked me and he kept it to himself.”

“Sounds like Michael to me,” Luke chuckled.

“Well, you know what that means right?” you asked, only getting a head shake from Luke in response. “Our first date has to be one that includes getting my stupid brother back for lying to us for years.”

Two days later the two of you found yourself at a Walmart stocking up brown hair dye, because if there was anything Michael hated more than his band mate and sister dating it was having his hair a natural color. Needless to say, he was going to learn his lesson and you and Luke were going to have the best date of many to come.

And to think, it was all because of a slimy, unprofessional journalist. 

anonymous asked:

I'd seen Cillian Murphy in a few movies but when I watched Peaky Blinders I totally fell in love with his skill as an actor. I searched out movies he's done and found he's made some eclectic choices in his movie roles. I know he's 40, married, and has 2 sons. From his comments about Harry it seems like he's a lovely gentle soul. Can you tell me anything I should know about Cillian's personality? What were his most important movie roles that shaped his career as an actor?

Oh I could talk about Cillian forever but I’m on mobile and can’t type properly on this damn phone!!!

As you already know, he’s an incredible actor. Not just on screen but on stage too. I’ve been lucky enough to see him on stage a couple of times and he is extraordinary. I mean that sincerely. Search out some reviews of his theatre work and you will read such ecstatically rapturous reviews that it’ll make my stanning of him (15 years and counting) pale in comparison.

Cillian grew up in Co Cork in Ireland and when he was still a teenager he was in an indie band with his younger brother. They got offered a record deal with a major label but his parents made them turn it down cos his brother was still at school; and by then he was already getting hooked on theatre.

He starred in a production of a new Irish play called Disco Pigs which did really well and he toured with that internationally and got amazing reviews. It’s a dark twisted headfuck of a play and when it was adapted into a feature film Cillian reprised his role. He’d been in a few shorts and a few small parts in Irish films til then but Disco Pigs made critics sit up. I’d definitely recommend you see it - not an easy watch but really unique and he’s amazing in it (check out his super strong Cork accent too, tricky for non-Irish listeners!).

His big break came with the Danny Boyle zombie movie 28 Days Later. That was a huge critical and cult hit and Cillian had the lead. Definitely watch this too. This was his big international break and he’s so damn good in it. He still did loads of Irish work which is why he’s considered a legend in Ireland. Although he and his gf (now wife) moved to London for work he never lost his roots or became Hollywood-ised. He moved back home last year. Intermission is a good Irish indie film from this era.

He started getting support roles in big international films and then Chris Nolan came along and suddenly Mr Indie Darling Cillian Murphy was appearing on Batman movies (the Dark Knight trilogy)!! Obviously he was brilliant cos he’s a goddamn genius (obsessed? Moi?) but he didn’t really lead a Hollywood film until Red Eye which is worth a watch. He’s really creepy and evil in it.

He still did indie Irish films and I’d recommend Breakfast On Pluto, because as Kitten he will break your heart into tiny pieces. There’s a scene in a hallway near the end of the film…just watch it, look out for that scene and you’ll see this man can break your heart with a look :( I’ve never been able to watch it since. I didn’t think the film was perfect (it’s based on a book that I’d read before the film and loved so I think I was biased) but Cillian is incredible. I wish I wasn’t on mobile so I could add an image…but here’s Cillian as you may not have expected to see him…

https://studentshare.net/images/uploads/2015/06/lwsm_bp_10_162_8531.jpg

His next film was probably my favourite - The Wind That Shakes The Barley, the Palme d'Or winning Irish Civil War film by the mighty Ken Loach. Honestly one of my favourite films ever and excellent if you like historical, political films

He did the Danny Boyle space epic Sunshine after that. I went to a special preview screening and he did a Q&A with the director and Dr Brian Cox (yep the physics guy from UK telly, Brit followers). I liked it - Cillian is excellent and it looks incredibly beautiful, but it didn’t stick with me like some of his other films.

He was still doing theatre and has done two more plays by Enda Walsh, the Irish writer of Disco Pigs; Misterman and, last year, Ballyturk. Really challenging physical roles. It’s funny because he’s a really small man - very thin, quite short and boylike- and still seems immense on stage. You literally can’t take your eyes off him.

….holy crap did I start off saying I couldn’t type about Cillian forever cos I’m on mobile?? Ok I’ll wrap this up….from his films since then I’d really recommend Chris Nolan’s Inception and the 2012 indie film Broken which was a small film that also broke my heart, it’s absolutely beautiful and everyone should see it. And of course Peaky Blinders which has opened up a whole new audience.

Another thing to know about Cillian is he’s obsessed with music. He’s a total fanboy, he’s got amazing taste, he DJ’s, he’s done loads of playlists for radio and he’s interviewed bands for music mags (he & one of my fave Canadian bands Broken Social Scene had a mutual love-in going for years). He did a great dj session on BBC recently inspired by the soundtrack of Peaky Blinders, I’ll post when I go back home tomorrow.

And also, from all accounts, he is a lovely, down to earth, humble man. I’ve never met him other than to say a brief hello, but I know loads of people who’ve worked with him and people outside the industry who were friends with him long before he became The Cillian Murphy. He’s extremely private, stays away from publicity outside his work and is still with the same woman he’s been with since his mid 20s [edit: since their teens, actually! They met at college].

So now that I’ve embarrassed myself with my fangirling I will finish while I still have some dignity left…! :)

The Vamps Preference #7:

Thinking Out Loud- Ed Sheeran

Connor:

Maybe just the touch of a hand

Well, me I fall in love with you every single day

And I just wanna tell you I am

The two of you were just sitting in your living room on the couch.  You were reading a book and Connor was watching whatever was on TV.  Connor reached over to you and slipped his hand in yours, which was resting in your lap.  Glancing over at him you saw that he was still watching the television, you just smiled and continued to read your book.

“I love you,” he burst out.

You glanced over at him again but this time he was looking at you, “I love you too Connor,” you said smiling sweetly at him.

He looked back to the TV and you went back to your book.  It was silent for a few more minutes then again he said, “I love you.”

You looked at him with your head tilted, “I love you too babe.”

Again, he just smiled at you and went back to watching TV.  This time there was an even shorter amount of time before he said, “I love you,” again.

Your brow was furrowed as you set your book down and looked at him.

“You’ve said that three times now in the span of like 20 minutes,” you said to him as he smiled at you.

“I know, but I just want to tell you.”

You smiled at him and laughed, “Okay, well I love you too.”

“I love you more and more each day, and I want you to know how much I love you.  I don’t think I could ever tell you enough how much I love you.”

You just smiled at him and then felt his hand squeeze yours.  You looked down at your joined hands and smiled even bigger.  Slowly you brought your eyes back to his and just stared.  His face gradually got closer to yours as you continued to look into his eyes.  His lips delicately pressed against yours while his hand cupped the back of your neck.  Your other free hand did the same to him.  As he pulled away he kept his hand at the nape of your neck and stared into your eyes.

“I love you,” he said whispering.

You smiled noting that this was the fourth time he had said it, “I love you too.”

He pressed his lips against yours again just as gently as the first time. The gentlest touch and kiss showed you how he loved and cared for you.  You hoped that he could feel your love for him as well.

Tristan:

And baby your smile’s forever in my mind and memory

I’m thinking ‘bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways

Maybe it’s all part of a plan

Tristan cracked another joke causing you to burst out laughing.  He loved seeing you smile and hearing your laugh.  The two of you sat in the middle of the only fast food restaurant open at 1 o’clock in the morning.  You, Tristan, the cashier, and a cook were the only ones in there.  Between you and Tristan a tray held two drinks, two half eaten burgers, and an order of fries.  You took another bite of your burger and Tristan took a sip of his drink.  He just watched you as you put your hand in front of your mouth making sure you didn’t drop anything.  You wiped your mouth with a napkin and finished chewing.

“What are you looking at,” you asked him as you bit into a fry.

“The beautiful girl in front of me.”

You looked over your shoulders and shrugged them, “I don’t see anyone.”

Tristan laughed and shook his head at you, “No, I mean you.”

“Me,” you said raising your eyebrows as you brought your drink to your lips.

He just nodded and bit into his burger.  Since he had watched you eat yours you decided to do the same to him.  He chewed it four or five times then swallowed, he then washed it down with a big sip from his drink.

“What are you looking at,” he asked you like you had asked him.

“The really hot cashier over there,” you said pointing over his shoulder to the middle-aged guy at the cash register.

Tristan looked over his shoulder and almost spit out his drink, you just smiled as you bit into your burger again.  Both of you continued to eat your burgers and talk.  He tried to make as many jokes as possible so he could hear you laugh.  The two of you finished your midnight snacks and headed back to your car.  Tristan walked you to the driver’s side.  You leaned against the door as his legs stood on either side of you.  He continued to examine your face as he did in the restaurant.

“What are you looking at now?”

“You.”

“And what are you thinking?”

“How much I love you.”

You smiled as a blush flushed your cheeks.  His hands rested on your waist as he leaned into you placing his lips against yours.  You tucked your hands into his back pockets and pulled him closer to you.  As your lips parted you looked up at him again.

“I love you too,” you whispered right before you put your lips to his again.

Brad:

When my hair’s all but gone and my memory fades

And the crowds don’t remember by name

When my hands don’t play the strings the same way

I know you will still love me the same

“Would you love me even if I was bald,” Brad asked you as the two of you were walking in the park.

You looked at him as if he was crazy but realized he was serious and answered, “I would probably buy you a wig.”

He laughed and kissed the back of your hand, “But seriously, like when we grow old would you still love me if I lose my hair?”

You were baffled as to why this mattered now but he seemed adamant about it so you answered him.

“Of course I would still love you.  Would you still love me if I didn’t have any teeth?”

“Of course! I would even chew your food for you!”

You laughed saying, “Thank you, how thoughtful.”

Brad grew quiet again as you two continued walking.

“What about when I’m not famous anymore and no one remembers my name?”

“You know I don’t love you because you’re famous right,” you asked him making sure he knew that.

“Yeah, I do, but I just want to know that you won’t forget me too.”

You stopped suddenly catching Brad off guard and he quickly turned back to you.

“Brad, I could never forget you.  You are the love of my life, how could I forget that?”

“I don’t know, but I’m glad you said that.”

“I love you Brad, not because you are famous or have great hair.  I love you because you make me happy.  You being famous and having good hair are just perks.”

He smiled at you and wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you into a hug.  You wrapped your arms around his neck and snuggled your face into his neck breathing in his scent.  He held you in his arms for a while then pulled away just enough to were the tips of your noses touched. 

“ I love you Y/N.”

“I love you too Brad.  No matter what.”

With this he crashed his lips to yours.  Your hands quickly found his hair as his found your bum.  The two of you broke the kissed and looked at each other.

“You do have really good hair, it would be a shame if you lost it,” you said before he pulled you in again and your fingers gripped onto his curly locks.

James:

So honey now

Take me into your loving arms

Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars

Place your head on my beating heart

For your one-year anniversary you had asked James to not make a big deal out of it, and he did just that.  He still spent the whole day with you, but instead of going out and doing lots of things the two of you stayed in watching movies and cuddling.  There was one thing that James wanted to do before the night was over though, so he made you put on your shoes and one of his sweatshirts and walked you out to his car.  The two of you got in his car and started driving.  He drove you to the beach that was only a few minutes away from his parent’s house.

“I didn’t bring my swimsuit,” you said to him smiling.

“Funny, but we are not here to swim.”

“Then what are we here to do? Build a sand castle?”

“Again, funny, but wrong.  We are here to watch the stars.”

“Ah, I see.”

He grabbed the blanket out of the trunk and started to walk towards the beach.  Your hand found his as you made your way to the sand.  Both of you laid out the blanket then took of your shoes and sat down.  At first the two of you were facing each other sitting with your legs crossed playing with each other’s hands.  After a few minutes you two laid down.  James tucked one hand behind his head and held you to him with the other.  Your head rested against his chest where you could hear his heart beat. 

“I can’t believe it’s been a year,” James said breaking the silence.

You moved your head so that you could look up at him and saw that he was looking to the sky.

“Me either, it seems like yesterday when we first met.”

“I know, it’s been an amazing year.”

“It really has.”

“And I’m so glad I got to spend it with you,” he said as he finally looked down to you.

“Me too,” you said staring into his baby blue eyes.

The two of you just gazed at each other as the hand that was tucked behind James’ head found your cheek.  His thumb rubbed against your cheek as you two continued to look at each other. 

He pulled your face to his and tenderly put his lips to yours.  It was the sweetest kiss.  The two of you pulled away and smiled.

“I can’t wait to spend another year with you Y/N.”

“And I can’t wait to spend it with you either,” you said laying your back on his chest to listen to his heart.

elektra: frank, i don’t know how to begin to atone for what the hand did to you. i never wanted you to come to any harm, least of all through me. the hand said that when i saw your heart die, part of mine would die too. they were right in a way. there’s only been two men who have really held my heart. i locked that part of myself away after my father died. it was too hurt to risk exposing again. and yet despite my best efforts you broke in. you were the first to touch my heart and remind me i still had one. i don’t know if we could ever have more than we’ve already had. i don’t know, especially after this, if you’d want any more from me. tonight i’m only sure of one thing. whatever the future holds, wherever life takes me… i will love you. always. 
frank: ….
frank: … i’m awake. 
elektra: how long?
frank: since “frank” 

@wholemeasure for u 

Can You Keep A Secret ? - Sehun

A/N: Okay so I received this anon request to write a scenario about Yixing being a bad boy and having a soft spot for the reader, but as much as I tried I kept having Sehun in my mind for this story. It was also really easy to write since I based on a similar thing that has hapenned to me *runs and hides*, hope you guys like it <3 - Also, I decided to have tittles on my scenarios now, it looks more legit, I don’t know ah

No one understood. And honestly, neither did you, or him. He dated more than one girl at a time and then broke their hearts, he drank, he had a bunch of people who wanted to be around him, he skipped classes and he didn’t really care about others, or at least that’s what everyone thought. Now you, you studied, you didn’t really like parties, you don’t drink, you weren’t even half as popular as he was, so how, how were you two the greatest of friends?  That’s what everyone asked themselves, and sometimes you did as well. You knew everything about each other, you’d spend hours talking to each other, you knew his deepest secrets, and he knew yours, but somehow you managed to not judge the other.

What a lot of people didn’t know was that you two actually had some similarities. In fact, your friendship started because of those. It was so simple actually. You were both on class and you’d steal glances from each other, soon enough you started to steal smiles and giggles from one another, until he started talking to you and the rest was history.

After a while people started to assume you two were romantically involved, or fuck buddies, something like that, which couldn’t be furthest from the truth. You never thought about him that way, yes you’d always hug, or walk hand in hand, but it was never like that. At least you thought he never had these types of feelings for you. Until now.

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One of the hardest decisions I have ever made was ending my last relationship. I had spent almost five years with one man, building memories and planning a life that would include the both of us forever. But the scary thing is, forever doesn’t really mean forever nor can we for see the path we are about to embark on. This is what happened with us. The path each of us was on, was going in two separate directions.

So I sat down with myself over a couple months and decided a break was what was necessary, things escalated to a complete break up. My heart broke, but my words were I need to find myself. At the time the words were the only thing that seemed to explain what I was trying to feel. Did I ever think I would be able to find myself, I was never really sure. We tried communicating after, and I was asked did I find myself yet. But it had only been two weeks or so, is it really that possible to find yourself that fast. Then I questioned will I ever find myself, or did I let a good man go.

The weeks slowly passed, turning into months. But it took me some time to get back on my feet, for the one constant in my world was now missing. I started venturing and making more plans with those who surrounded me. I felt contentment. A feeling I was learning how to feel again, and to feel it alone. There was something about it that felt so wonderful that I chased it more and everyday I seek new way of finding contentment.

The contemned i was feeling daily, started to turn into happiness. Pure, untouched, real happiness. Something words can’t even begin to describe. People spoke of this kinda happiness, but like how can you an intangible feeling ever be described. Don’t get me wrong, I have had my days were things were upside down and i felt nothing. But those had become so far and few that it was only ever temporary.

Leading me back to one night laying in bed and thinking. Thinking back to how things were and different scenarios in my head. The question of how am I suppose to find myself, hit me like a train. Also that same night, I faced a question that daunted me as well. The fact that I would never find love like that again. But the fact was I did find love again in a way that was far greater than what I had. I found something that I was able to wake in the morning and feel for.

Over the past year, the thing I found to love is my life and myself. It was because I was alone, and the only person who could bring happiness to me was me. Not to say I was never not happy in my relationship. But there were times it was fabricated. I would search for the words and reassurances from my partner, and it would make things better. But it was a band aid I used to cover up/suppress thoughts I didn’t want to deal with.

Now I wake up with such zest for life. I try and get out more often and seek to see something new every single day. There are times were i will wake before the break of dawn, so I don’t waste a moment. This world becomes so much smaller, as I see a new part of it each and every day. I may not be able to hop on a plane, because I really wish but seeing cities that are my neighbors is pretty incredible too. Watching the sunrise every morning, serves as a reminder it’s a new day. That the past will not be seen again, but the present is right now. We can mold it to be what we need it to be.

What we mould of that day defines, our week, then our month and then our year. There will be imperfections and things may not go as planned. But that is what makes it so unique, like a painter. A simple mistake or a change can alter the initial image, but create something that was never envisioned. I guess in a way that is what happened to my life

Pretty incredible, I was then able to answer the question will I find myself. Yes, I have found myself. I know what makes me happy, what turns me on, the pet peeves that get under my skin. It was because I took the time to myself and really focused in on what my mind, body and soul were saying. When I felt uncomfortable in situations, I picked myself out of them. I made moves without the guidance of a partner nor worried what their opinion was. I figured out what scared me as well, and went back to it again. I dont want to live in fear, because it controls us. So many things that seemed impossible are now just another mole hill to climb over. Cause at the end of the day the biggest hill to climb or battle to fight is the mental one. Once that is defeated everything else is almost a breeze

The other biggest thing I have gained, is a relationship with Him. When I mean Him, I mean the one high above. I have always had faith in Him, but I turned from Him because I felt as though I had a life didn’t require His presence. But it is pretty incredible to be surrounded by His word and sit in silence and listen to music dedicated to Him and feel him move through me. With that I have gained the patience I never had. Because as much as I try and run on my time, I know He has something else planned. So I have surrendered and am waiting on His time.

                  As i end this little reflection, i can say I am okay with my past decisions. What may have felt like the biggest mistake has been the greatest lesson. For now, I know the direction my life is taking and I now know me. Have learnt to love me even when I lose the confidence too. But in those moments of being outside my box I am grown the most.

nightsnaps  asked:

25-27 :)

25: Talk about an ex-best friend.

Well. She and I were friends for about five years. I actually can’t believe it was that long. In the last couple years that we were friends, our personalities both diverged a bit and then started to clash. When she moved, she broke off contact with two of my really close friends. And she hurt them. She had hurt one of the before she moved, and she blamed him and grew resentful toward him for something that was, ultimately, her fault. And that was one reason we started to grow distant before she moved. She broke two of my friends’ hearts, and while I can’t remember anything she did specifically to me, in my opinion hurting them was worse than hurting me. After she moved, she turned away from God and started pursuing worldly temptations. And I pray that God calls her back to Him because, though she left us in a hurtful and inconsiderate way, I still really wanna see her in heaven.

26: Talk about things you do when you’re sick.

I sleep and watch TV lol. And go on Tumblr a lot.

27: Talk about your favorite part of someone else’s body.

Oh gosh. His eyes and his hands. His eyes are green and there’s this glint in them, like he can see right into your soul. As if he just understands, or if he doesn’t, he wants to. And his hands are big and warm and his fingers are long and he has a freckle that he hates and I love and I want to kiss it someday and when he holds your hand it feels like anything could happen and you’d be safe and secure.

Thank you for asking!

20TH CENTURY GIRL.

Part 2: 21st Century Girl

Genre: fluffiness, slight angst

Characters: Taehyung x Reader

Summary: He accepted you for you, even your insecurities.

Words: 1670

y/n = your name

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

You had known Taehyung for years. It had only been recently the two of you started dating. You were making fluffy pancakes for breakfast when you felt two arms encircle your waist. “Morning, babe.” A husky and raspy voice spoke. You felt uncomfortable knowing that Taehyung was able to feel your abdomen. You squirmed and wriggled free from his embrace. 

“What’s wrong? I thought you liked back hugs?” he asked, in a tone of concern.

“I do. It’s just I have been feeling a bit sensitive in that area. I’m sorry.” Yeah. Sensitivity. Who were you kidding? That’s such a lame excuse. You didn’t have a flat tummy. That was it. You didn’t have a flat tummy. You didn’t have the ideal body type of every perfect girlfriend and you felt insecure about it. Very insecure about it. 

“It’s fine, babe.” he leaned in to press a kiss to your cheek. With you returning his affection with a weak smile.


“You’re not eating? Really? Again? Don’t you want a bite of my pizza?” He tempted you, waving the glorious heavenly slice of cheese in front of your face.   Its been the third time consecutively you haven’t eaten dinner. Control. Control. CONTROL. You can’t give into him. You’re doing this for him. 

“Are you sure your not hungry, babe?”

“I had a late lunch, don’t worry.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really.”

“How are you not hungry after just a few hours?”

“I’m not you, Tae. We all know you love your meats.”

He broke out into a sheepish grin and continued, “You sure your not hungry? Do you want something light like a sandwich or something? I can make it for you, you wouldn’t have a move one tiny bit.”

“It’s fine, Tae. I’m really not hungry. Hurry up and finish your dinner, babe. I wanna watch movies all night with you.” 

He loved movie nights, which was why he immediately shoved the whole slice of pizza in his mouth, swallowing it whole. You can’t help but laugh at how puffed up and squishy his pizza-stuffed cheeks look, resisting the temptation to pinch them.


“Babe, can we talk?”

“Sure.” You looked away from your phone and patted the empty spot next to you. 

He took a deep breath and spoke out slowly, “Are you skipping meals?”

You were slightly taken aback by his question. How did he figure it out? Was it obvious? You tried to keep it as subtle as possible, not wanting him to worry and make a fuss out of it. You can’t let him see you waver. You needed to get a grip on yourself. Regaining your composure as fast as you could, you replied, “No, babe.”

He gave you a look of disbelief. Sighing, you took out your phone and showed him a picture of your friend’s lunch that she had sent you, asking you to check out a new cafe in town. “This is what I had for lunch. You know I love food photography.”

He still had a hit of disbelief in his eyes but he did not pursue the matter further.

Just like that, you continued to post pictures of your friends’ meal on your instagram(of course, with her permission), not wanting him to worry too much about you and focus on his work. After all, BTS was now very busy as they were going to have their comeback very soon. 


Why is the world spinning? What’s going on? Why is everything so blurry and fuzzy? You were on your way to your next university lecture when suddenly, everything started to become hazy. 

You landed on the floor with a loud sickening thud. Sprawled on the floor, your eyes closed, little by little until you were transported into absolute darkness.


Taehyung burst into the single hospital ward, eyes frantically searching for you. His eyes wandered off and when it landed on that frail image of you lying motionless on the bed, he ran towards you and sat on the chair propped next to the bed. He grabbed your hand in his and stroked it gently, the other reaching out to caress your cheek, tears falling down his face instinctively. “Why does she have to torture herself?! I knew something was still amiss. Why can’t she just see that she’s the most beautiful, kind and caring person I’ve ever met?” he said, burying his face at the edge of the hospital bed.

You were diagnosed with malnutrition, it was no surprise seeing the number of meals you had skipped over the past month. Your face was absolutely pale, lifeless. Your body couldn’t take the immense damage and you just collapsed. When Taehyung first got a call from the hospital, within a heartbeat, he was sprinting all the way to the hospital, worried sick about you.

You shifted in your sleep, showing signs that you were coming around, Taehyung immediately lifted his head from the bed to see you opening your eyes, gradually.

“Where am I?” You rubbed your forehead trying soothe the throbbing headache. 

“Tae?”

“Oh my god, baby are you feeling okay? God, you must be starving, I’ll go get some food for you now.” he said, wiping his tears eyes.

“It’s okay, Tae. I’m not hungry.”

“What do you mean you’re not hungry? The doctor just said you’re suffering from malnutrition, I bet you have not eaten anything proper these last few weeks. I don’t give a shit, you must eat something.”

“But, I’m really not hungry.” you said, eyes looking downwards

“Gosh, y/n. You’ve already landed yourself in hospital and you still don’t want to take care of your health? Why are you doing this? Why are you putting yourself in so much pain?” His voice cracked, you could see tears brimming at the corners of his eyes again. In his eyes were a sense of concern, fear and most importantly hurt. It really broke his heart to see you in such a terrible state - fragile and broken.

“It’s because of you, you idiot! You do really think I don’t hear what people say behind my back about the two of us? Do you know how many times I’ve heard people saying ‘What?! He’s dating her?!’ ‘He’s way out of her league.’ ‘How did someone like him end up with someone like her?’ 'Is he blind?’ Do you know how much it hurts, Taehyung? I don’t want people calling you blind, saying that you made a wrong choice, criticizing you… That’s why I’m trying my best to improve myself in any way I can so I can be more compatible with you. But, I can’t deny the fact that they are right and that your way too good for me, sometimes I even wonder if you date me out of pity.” you revealed, tears streaming down your face.

Taehyung moved forward and engulfed you in a hug as you crashed against him. “I date you because I truly love you not because I pity you. That’s absolute bullshit. I don’t care what people say, as long as I have you.”

“But I do, Taehyung.” you managed, in between sobs. Steadying your breathing, you continued, “I know myself I’m not particularly pretty, neither do I have the best personality so when you asked me to go out on a date with you after being friends for so many years, I was so freaking happy and I really wanted this to work as I knew that never in a million years would a guy as gorgeous, sweet, kind and caring as you ask me out ever again. You mean a lot of me, Taehyung. A lot. I can’t lose you.  ”

Tears streamed profusely down your face, staining the soft white cotton of his shirt. He gently stroked your hair, and hummed, his warmth giving you comfort. “Bullshit. Plain bullshit. I should be the one that’s lucky to have you. I love you so much y/n. I’m so sorry, I didn’t know it’s been so tough on you. You shouldn’t have to go through all this. You’re perfect just the way you are. Your genuine smile, your infectious laughter, the way your eyes lit up whenever you see candy… gosh every damn thing about you is so beautiful. You mean the world to me and I’m not going to let you face this alone. I wanna be with you in every step of the way, to pick you up when your down, to lift you up even higher when you’re experiencing joy, till the very end. We’re gonna get through this together, trust me. I wanna be with you, only you.” You sat there in silent consent, his words seem to have broken a dam in you, crying even harder than before. Choking on your tears, you tried your best to calm yourself down so as to be able to utter a few words to him.

“It’s okay. It’s okay. You don’t have to talk if you don’t want to.” It was as if your souls were connected and he could read every thought and feel every emotion of yours.


Your breath had seemingly managed to stabilize itself under Taehyung’s warm embrace and your tears slowly dissipated into the thin air. 

“Tae… Does your previous offer still stand? I’m hungry.”  you managed to breathe out, breaking into a weak smile.

Taehyung on the other hand broke out into the widest grin you had ever seen. “I’ll be right back with your favourite ramen.” He pulled you away, only to have his wrist grabbed by you.

“Don’t leave. Could you get someone else to do it? It doesn’t have to be my favourite food. You could just get the nurse to bring me some food from the hospital cafeteria. I just want you to stay with me, please…” Taehyung sat back down on the edge of the bed, planting a kiss onto your forehead.

“Of course, princess. Whatever you want.” he replied, holding on to you tightly. And he never planned on letting go, forever.


A/N: HI GUYS! I’m back from hiatus! Hope you enjoyed reading this fanfic! As usual feel free to leave comments as to how I can improve :) Do check out my masterlist if you would like to see more of my works :) Oh and also do look forward to the second part of this :) Yes, there will be a second part! I’m thinking of starting a series as well, what do you all think? Thank you!

p.s Everyone in this world has their merits and flaws. No one is perfect. Do not feel that your not good enough for anyone as everyone is unique and special in their own way. People will appreciate you for you. Your merits and flaws… it’s what makes you, you. tell them that you’re strong; tell them that you’re enough

p.p.s feel free to talk to me in the ask box, i’ll be happy to talk :)

Originally posted by jeonsshi