this is such a bad picture im sorry why is it getting notes

Some of my fav pics of Haechan

Author’s Note: This pic set includes:

Cute Haechan, Candid Haechan, Rude Haechan, Boyfriend Haechan and Pre-debut Haechan! (plus, captions expressed by yours truly)

// Putting this under a “keep reading” bcuz its hella long srz no I’m not lmao //

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Misdialed Call (Final)

Summary: After an overall bad day, you call your best friend to rant and to vent. But when you accidentally misdial, you end up talking to a complete stranger. What you don’t know is that this stranger may not be a stranger at all. He may even be the world’s first superhero.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Words: 796

Originally posted by ohevansmycaptain

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BTS Reaction to GF Having Acne Scars or Stretch Marks

Request: Can I please request a gif reaction where bts’s girlfriends have stretch marks and acne scars? im sorry if im asking too much i just think that most girls have acne scars OR strech marks. ty💕

Note: REVAMPED. Why didn’t any of you tell me my writing was horrendous before? *credit to gif owners*

Jin ➳ One day, Jin walked in on you changing into a shirt, and let out a melodic whistle that startled you. You immediately covered your stretch marks and he instantly felt horrible, but mustered up the courage to smile towards your terrified state anyways and said, “Don’t be ashamed of them, they’re apart of you and what ever is apart of you, I love.

Originally posted by myjaebutt

Suga ➳ All he wanted to do was take a picture with the love of his life, and once he had the camera ready and held it up to your face; you had pushed him away and he was not amused. You were complaining about how horrible you looked with your acne scars and all, but to him, you looked absolutely perfect. His eyebrows had furrowed, not understanding your insecurity as he said, “And..?”

Originally posted by eatjin

J-Hope  “Woah…you have them too?” You looked to Hoseok, wondering what he was talking about until you saw him run a finger over the fading acne scars on your back. You were about to slap his hand away until you froze when he began to take his shirt off and showed you some scars he had adorning his chest, telling you stories about them. “This one was a viscous lil guy..

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RapMonster  “Did I scratch you that hard?” He asked, feeling bad and immediately regretting play wrestling. You looked towards the scars on your abdomen and felt disgusted everytime you looked at them, but told Namjoon they were just stretch marks. “They don’t define you, but at the same time, they make you, you. You’re still the same beautiful (Y/N) to me.” You nodded but still looked down, so Namjoon decided to tickle you to see that bright smile on your face again.

Originally posted by sushisaranghae

Jimin ➳ With Jimin, you had nothing to worry about. He knew about your stretch marks that littered across your abdomen, always witnessing them when you two would cuddle but he would never comment on them; he’d just kiss them and show you how much he loved you and your body. He made you feel beautiful all around.

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V ➳ You were getting ready for your date, and before you could even grab your makeup bag, Taehyung had snatched it in seconds and held it in the sky; far from your reach. You jumped and begged, feeling humiliated that Taehyung could see all your acne scars but he would have none of it. “Why do you need this?” He asked, his eyebrows furrowing. “You look like a goddess without it.”

Originally posted by jeony

Jungkook  You were glaring at the boy as he held the lollipop up to your face while he rubbed the stretch marks on your belly with his thumb. “You see this lollipop?” He asked, twirling it around with his fingers. “It’s round and it may not look perfect, but to me it’s so sweet and I will show it how much I love it in anyway.” He said with a smile before glancing to you. “Like I do you.”

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Originally posted by i-wonwoo

Genre: Fluff

Warning: Mild, like really mild, like this is 5th grade bad words mostly

Author’s note: I just have a really soft spot for Wonwoo okay. Like look at his dumb duck face. pls stop being cute pls

#guess who didn’t proof read again bc she’s lazy and had this idea at 1am. 

“What do I text her?” Wonwoo stares at his phone, his fingers hover over the keyboard in hesitation. He writes ‘Hi’ before changing his mind and backspacing.

Mingyu on the other hand was beginning to grow bored of this typing and backspacing routine, “Just ask her out for coffee or something.”

Wonwoo hesitates once more, “I don’t know. Here.” Wonwoo pushes his phone into Mingyu’s hands, “You write something and don’t make it stupid.”

Mingyu grins widely. His fingers begin typing away, when he finishes, Mingyu reads it happily, “Dear Lovely Y/N. Its Wonwoo and I spent 2 hours debating what to text you because I really really like you and want to date you but I’m too scared to do anything. Also Mingyu is the best person in the entire world. He’s my best best friend.”

Wonwoo shot up from his seat attempting to get his cell phone back only to have Mingyu giggle as he runs out the door, waving the cell teasingly.

“Kim Mingyu I swear to god if you send that I’m locking your ass out.”

Mingyu slows down his pace, laughing loudly, “Oh come on. You know I wouldn’t send it.” Mingyu holds the phone, getting ready to backspace the entire paragraph, only, his finger brushes against the sent button and the text flies out to be sent, “Uh oh.”

“Uh oh what?” Wonwoo stands with his hands on his hips, as he breathes heavily from the chase.

“I may have sent the text by accident.”


Mingyu uneasily laughs, “Maybe she’ll find it funny.”

“Or maybe she’ll find me a creep and never talk to me again!!”

“Oh!” Mingyu jumps quickly to Wonwoo, “Look, she hasn’t read it yet.”

Wonwoo grabs his phone, hope filling in his voice, “That’s right! She’s in class. She never looks at her phone in class. Okay Okay. You know what, Seungkwan is in her class, I’ll just tell him to get her phone and delete the text.”

Seungkwan idly taps his finger on the table. He was growing bored and the many attempts to distract you weren’t working anymore. His eyes perk up when he sees his phone come to life.

Wonwoo: Get Y/N’s phone and delete the last text I sent her

Seungkwan remains puzzled for a moment.

Seungkwan: why?

Wonwoo: Just do it before I tell Jihoon you’re the one who broke his guitar

Seungkwan jumps immediately in his seat. His actions gaining your attention. You give him a concerned look only to receive a very nervous expression from him.

“Hey Y/N. Can I borrow your phone?”

A skeptical look appears on your face, “why? You have yours right there.”

“I…..I wanna play a game.” Seungkwan whispers.

“No!” You protest, “We’re in class Seungkwan. Pay attention.”

Seungkwan sits nervously for the rest of the class period. His eyes dart continuously towards you, his nerves becoming more agitated. Once the teacher announced the end of class, Seungkwan was quick to his feet.

“Hey why don’t we go to lunch together.”

You smiled, “Sure why not.” You casually pulled out your phone, turning it on to check for notifications, “Oh Wonwoo texted me.”

Seungkwan panics. His hands wrap itself around your phone, ripping it from your grasp before he darts towards the door.

“What the. BOO SEUNGKWAN!” You quickly move after him.

“I’m sorry Y/N but I can’t die by Jihoon’s hands today.”

Seungkwan begins to run out of breath until his last line of hope steps out of a class room.

“Hansol!” Seungkwan slams into the boy, he places your cell phone into Hansol’s hand, “Run!”


Seungkwan breathes heavily, hardly getting the words out, “Go find Wonwoo. Give him the phone. Quick! Before she kills me.” Seungkwan shoves Hansol’s back when he hears you shout once more, “GO!”

You ran out of breath as you caught up to Seungkwan, you watched as Hansol dart away with your cell phone, “HANSOL IM GOING TO KILL YOU THE NEXT TIME I SEE YOU!” You turned to Seungkwan, grabbing him my the neck of his shirt, “You better have a really good reason for this or else you’ll be seeing Hansol in hell.”

Wonwoo sits biting his finger, it had been almost an hour and he hadn’t heard back from Seungkwan nor had he heard from you. Just as he was about to call Seungkwan for an update, the pounding on the door shook him.

Upon opening the door, an exhausted and out of breath Hansol trudged in, slapping your phone into Wonwoo’s hand before crawling onto the nearby couch.

“I never want to run again.” Hansol mutters before his face slams into the cushions.

“Isn’t this Y/N’s phone?” Wonwoo earns himself a grunt and a wave from Hansol, “What the hell. I told Seungkwan to delete the text not commit a crime.”

Hansol waves once more and Wonwoo realizes he won’t be receiving a respond from the boy for a while.

Wonwoo activates your cell and immediately a smile crosses his face. Your home screen displayed a picture he distinctly remembers Jihoon capturing for his photography project. Your lips spread out into a large smile, your body leans closely to Wonwoo, his eyes focused soley onto you as you laughed. Wonwoo’s heart swelled at the imagine.

“JEON WONWOO!!” Your voice boomed in the apartment, a whining seungkwan cried out as you dragged him by the ear. You noticed Hansol sprawled on the couch, “I’ll deal with you later. Where’s Wonwoo.”

“Here.” Wonwoo states as he exits his room.

You let go of Seungkwan and he rubs his ear to lessen the pain, “what the hell. Did you really send Seungkwan and Hansol to steal my phone.”

“I wasn’t in on this.” Hansol shouts from his laid spot.

“What’s so important about this text.”

Wonwoo rubs the back of his head sheepishly, “It’s…..” Wonwoo hands you your phone slowly, “It’s better if you read it.“ 

You’re cautious as you grab your phone, unlocking it, you pull open Wonwoo’s text message. A few seconds pass before laughter erupts from your mouth. Wonwoo’s cheeks heat up tremendously with your cackle.

You hold your stomach, containing the laughter, "this is it? Mingyu used your phone to send me a text. What’s so wrong with that that you had these two idiots run around with my phone.”

Wonwoo begins to play with his fingers nervously, “It’s more than that. I really did spend 2 hours wondering what to text you.” Wonwoo watches as you stop laughing completely, “I….I like you. Go on a date with me sometime. Maybe?”

Your heart flutters and you smile widely, “O-Of course.”

“That’s it!?!” Seungkwan screamed, “I was threatened, ran like a mile, and got my ear dragged over here just so you could get a date.” Seungkwan dramatically falls next to Hansol, “I hate everyone.”

[fic] we can go halfers on the consequence

desperate to get the too-dense leo to notice him, guanghong agrees to a fake relationship with phichit to make him jealous - so why’s seunggil the one acting so weird? a tale of romantic incompetence, cultural confusion, and asians being allergic to feelings.

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“In the dictionary, the definition of ‘flirt’ is just my picture,” Guanghong says.

“I don’t think you’re a flirt,” Phichit says from the other end of the phone.

“Not the noun,” Guanghong says. He’s nineteen and has never been on a date - he’s definitely not a flirt. “What does 'to flirt’ mean?”

“Well, flirting is basically telling someone you like them without actually telling them, right?”

“Exactly,” Guanghong says. “That’s my specialty.”

“This is about Leo, isn’t it.”

Guanghong groans and flops back onto his pillows. Phichit laughs. “You should just tell him.”

“That’s not what the magazines say,” Guang mumbles. He covers his face with his hands. “And I’m too shy.”

He’s not sure when it began, but it’s been a while since he started crushing on his best friend. Every touch feels like static crackling on his skin and makes his heart beat as fast as love songs say they should. When the realisation finally hit him, he avoided talking to Leo for weeks, unable to even form a coherent English sentence around him. He’d only blurted the truth out to Phichit after Phichit confronted him, concerned about the state of their friendship.

Guanghong apologised to Leo, saying he’d been busy (this through text because he was still playing hide-and-seek with his grammar every time Leo was around), and they returned to their normal patterns.

Well, mostly normal. Along with English, eye contact seems to be one of the skills Guanghong’s feelings conveniently threw down a well. Sometimes, he finds his gaze lingering on Leo, unable to stop looking at the nape of his neck, his collarbones and clavicle, his calloused hands and long fingers. Other times, he can’t make eye contact without his heart threatening to burst out of his chest.

“Maybe you haven’t done enough,” Phichit suggests.

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I’ve been procrastinating on this for days, but I finally got it done last night!
I didn’t reread anything so there might be some mistakes, tell me if you see some!
This takes place as if you don’t have just 11 days in game, there’s more time to know the RFA because I think that all happened quite fast personally. everything in each route still happens, but you just return to the apartment afterwards.
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ASKS - Mini Stories/Headcanons/Ideas

Little ask-stories sent to my main blog, posted here!

violetsnowstorm555 said: Archaeology majors agree never to dig anywhere near campus for fear of what might come up.

Anon said: What about that one kid who thinks the fair folk are actually ALIENS

k4t3yk4t said: There was that one occasion with the Vegan™ freshman who discovered the black fur coat in her roommate’s closet. She was so appalled… She stole it, not to keep, but to confront her roommate later about. She never got the chance to. She wasn’t seen for months, but eventually came back. She was different, when she did, though.. And never went near the pool again.

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anonymous asked:

Hello! I was wondering if you could write a scenario where MC has no control over the world she's in and it gets restarted on them over and over on them. And MC gets the feeling they have to save V and expose Rika earlier on in the "game"? Like they get fed up with no one listening to realising so she flat out tells V she knows about Rika, and then he has to do something about Saeran? Maybe some Angst? How would that play out? I don't know if this makes sense, sorry.

I think I understand, I hope you don’t mind where I went with this. I’ve always liked the idea of MC being the one trapped in the world, and not being able to control restarts, I’m not sure why. 

You were over it. You’ve been through everyone’s routes, all the good and the bad that came with them. You watched yourself tear the ones you loved apart again and again, you failed miserably at saving them, and when you finally ended on a good note; it restarted.

Your life restarted again, you suddenly found yourself with your phone in your hand and ‘Unknown’, who you knew was really Saeran Choi, questioning you. 

At first you feared breaking reality, you were afraid you’d say something wrong and time would reset, or reality would fall apart in front of your eyes. But after realising no matter what you did, time would reset after the 12th day, you stopped caring about how reality was going to handle you. 

Your first attempt at changing your fate was with Unknown. When he messaged you, you wrote a long and hard explanation on how you knew he was Saeran, on what Rika had done, and how Saeyoung didn’t intentionally abandon you. He kept denying it and begged you to go to the apartment, and then you decided to help Saeyoung find his brother and rescue him from mint eye. But, even after Saeran was safe in the bunker, and you took the picture with the RFA, time reset and you started again. 

You tried so many different things to just get out of this hell. You went to mint eye before you even stepped foot in the apartment, you exposed Saeran and Saeyoung on the first day of meeting the RFA, you even triggered the bomb to go off. 

But it didn’t matter, time reset, you lived, and they forgot. 

You were running out of options, but you still had one thing to try. You were going to wait until V entered the Chatroom to talk to him. Of course, you couldn’t do it on the first day, they’d probably kick you out straight away. You waited a few days until he came back to announce the date.

It didn’t matter whose route you were on, you were nice to everyone, you were just focused on seeing a Chatroom open with V’s name under it. You didn’t have a very solid plan; you were probably just going to say it outright. 

Finally, V’s name appeared in group chat, next to Saeyoungs and Jumin’s. You took that as a good sign, seeing as normally there is only one other person in the Chatroom with V. You took a deep breath before entering and started the beginning of the end. 

V: MC, I’m glad to see you’re here. 


V: How are you?


MC: I’m good, but I have something to discuss with you. I’m afraid it won’t be very pleasant.


V: Is there a problem, MC?


707: MC MC!!! 


707: What’s Wrong!!!


707: problems with in the RFA???


MC: I’d appreciate it if none of you would talk until I’m finished, I’m afraid getting my point across will confused you. 


V: Please feel free to tell us whatever is bothering you, MC. 


707: We’ll fix it! Meow!! 


Jumin: Do not meow as if you are a cat. 


MC: I know about Mint Eye, and Rika, and Saeran


Sure, that seemed like a good place to start. 

MC: I know Rika’s alive, I know what Rika did to Saeran and I know she’s mentally unstable. V, I know everything that has happened between the two of you.


V: MC…


MC: Please let me finish it will be much less painful.


MC: I know Saeran’s brother was taken into an agency to learn hacking so he could save his brother. I know Rika tortured Saeran into thinking he was betrayed. 


MC: I know what she did to you, I know your vision is impaired and you’re going blind. 


Jumin: MC I think you should stop talking about think you don’t understand. 


MC: I do understand! I know you can’t believe what you’re reading, I know what I’m saying sounds insane, but I am not lying. 


MC: V, I know about the Mint Eye blueprints in the drawer behind me. Trust me, I know you love Rika and you want to protect her.


MC: But if you don’t go there now and help Saeran, if you don’t stop what she’s doing, people will die! 


MC: I am begging you, stop her, get her the help she needs before she ruins anyone else’s life. 


V: That’s enough, MC. 


707: How do you know that name? Saeran? What does she mean Rika tortures him, V? 


V: How could you possibly know all that MC? 


V: Who told you all of that? 


V: Was it Unknown?


MC: Haha….


MC: you wouldn’t believe me even I told you.


MC: Unknown is Saeran Choi, by the way. 


V: MC, clearly this Unknown person has fed you lies, im sorry, but Rika is dead, and I don’t know who Saeran Choi is. 

You dropped your phone as you felt any hope you had left leave your body. You knew he was lying out of love for Rika, but your life was falling apart, like it had been for the past several months, and you couldn’t bring yourself to feel sorry for him. 

Drastic times call for drastic measures. 


MC: I can’t force you to believe me.


MC: But I’m going to Mint Eye. 


MC: I’m sorry, Saeyoung, V, Jumin, I’m so sorry for everything. 


MC Has left the Chatroom

You took a deep breath before leaving the apartment, you stopped in the hallway and looked up at the camera. You knew Saeyoung would be watching, you gave him a sad smile before leaving. 

You didn’t drive, instead you took two trains and a few buses, it was a pretty long way away, but you wanted to stay updated on the group chats incase something happened.

Yoosung and Saeyoung believed you, Yoosung believed you because he didn’t trust V. Saeyoung knew you weren’t lying, even if he didn’t know how you knew. You weren’t surprised when you arrived within the area of the Mint Eye base, and you saw V. 


“You were right” he told you, you blinked at him several times, making sure you heard him right. “Please let me talk to her, maybe I can get her to stop” 

You agreed, waiting patiently and quietly outfront. You didn’t know how it would play out, but you prayed something else would happen. 

15 minutes passed.


30 minutes.


An hour


An hour and a half.

You thought back to the time you and Saeyoung broke in, and followed in his footsteps, asking him to shut down the security beforehand. You made your way in, and tried hard to search for Rika and V. 

You felt like crying out of frustration when you saw a familiar scene. Saeran had a gun to V, and Rika was looking down on him and threatening him. V Looked desperate, and you felt your heart break again. 

You saw the look in Saerans eye, one you’d seen before, and you made your move. If V died, time would repeat, but maybe, just maybe, if you saved him, would it change? 

You had to try.

You ran forward and jumped in front of V at the very last second. The bullet hit you instead of V, and you slammed into the ground with a searing pain in your side. 

MC!” You heard V yell.

MC?!” Saerans voice asked. Your vision started to blur as you looked up at V, who looked frantic and out of sorts. 

Help them, save Saeran” you told him, before looking past him and up at the sky “please make it stop” 

You weren’t asking anyone, you just wanted it to stop. You couldn’t handle it all, and it was weighing on you. You hoped now it would end and everything would work out, even if you didn’t want to die, you couldn’t repeat this life over and over. 

Your eyes closed and you saw nothing.

Your eyes opened and you saw a screen with a stranger asking for help. 

Rose’s Playlist (on Spotify: @erika.pulido169)

I saw someone post songs that remind them of Romitri. So I got inspired and made a playlist of songs that remind me of Rose, Romitri, the books, etc.

1. Heavy In Your Arms-  Florence and The Machine

2. Alive-  Sia

3. Spark the Fire-  Gwen Stefani

4. Castle-  Halsey

5. Song 5- Haim 

6. I’m So Sorry-  Imagine Dragons

7. Power-  Little Mix

8. Bad Reputation-  Joan Jett

9. In the Night- The Weekend

10. Island in The Sun- Weezer

11. Breath of Life & Seven Devils- Florence and The Machine

12. This Is How You Remind Me- Avril Lavigne (cover)

13. Unconditionally-  Katy Perry

14. A Little Taste-  Skylar Stonestreet

15. Secret Love Song- Little Mix ft. Jason Derulo

16.Can’t Pretend-  Tom Odell

(Bonus Tracks: Love Me or Leave me- Little Mix & It’s You- Zayn Malik)



1. {Heavy In Your Arms} When Rose realizes Dimitri has been turned. Devastated, she decides to hunt him down in Blood Promise. Only to realize he has become the exact opposite of the man she fell in love with.

2. {Alive} This is how I picture Rose must be feeling after Mason’s death and she is getting the marks ( im blanking on what they are called lol) on her neck. Everyone is congratulating her, and she realizes being a guardian is not all it’s cracked up to be. (But post Last Sacrifice, despite all that happened to her, she is still here living and breathing.)

3. {Spark the Fire} A sort of up beat tune I can picture Rose kicking ass too. At the Equinox dance, and Dimitri sees her in the dress, and when she and Christian rescue Lissa.

4. {Castle} When Rose and Lissa return to the acadmey. Both Rose and Lissa  are highly criticized and judged for leaving, especially Rose. The rumors and the backstabbing that occurs between these two in the first book.

5. {Song 5} Frostbite is my favorite book, but I’m just gonna say it: Rose was very irritable and fedup with everyone and everything in this book lol. I feel her frustration in this book when people assume she is hooking up with Adrian, getting ‘beat up by her Mom/her return, and Dimitri getting cozy with Tasha.

6. {Im So Sorry} The song when Rose has her ‘fuck it I’ll do whatever I want” moments. “I tend too punch first and find out who I actually hit later.”

7. {Power} Another song I can picture Rose kicking ass too or working out too. Rose is overly confident and self aware of her beauty that boys admire her and other girls envy her.

8. {Bad Reputation. When Rose and Lissa escape from the academy, and are eventually caught by Dimitri (And when Rose is broken out of jail by the whole gang).

9. {In the Night} My poor cinnamon roll Rose is always being criticized by evryone! :( everyone expects the worse from her. Especially in Frostbite, Shadow kissed, and Spirit Bound. When people think she is a whore, when she isn’t. When her mom thinks she irresponsible, but she just wants her mother’s approval.

10.{Island in the Sun} I think in Frostbite when she sees Christian and Lissa dancing at a royal party, or in Shadowkissed when she has to guard Christian and sees them Kissing all the time, this song comes to mind. Rose realizes she may never get that because the man she loves does not wanna risk either of them getting in trouble for their forbidden romance. Rose is on the outside looking in. (Which is pretty funny considering this is supposed to be happy song lol).

11.{Seven Devils & Breath of Life} Breath of life, when the strigoi attack the school and Dimitri gets kidnapped and she hunts him down. Seven devils, when Rose is being haunted by Mason and decides to go to Dimitri’s home town to tell his family he is ‘dead.’

12. {This is How You Remind Me} When Rose’s Mom tells her Dimitri may become Tasha’s guardian. And she begins dating Mason and realizes she will always love Dimitri. Poor Mason :( (Also a tune when Rose is dealing with the aftermath of his death.)

13. {Unconditionally} Rose and Lissa’s friendship summed up. Especially when Lissa is crowned queen, and Rose is her guardian. Rose is beaming with pride :)

14. {A Little Taste} Literally, blood lol. Anything related to the bad things moroi vampires got themselves into. That, and Rose’s attraction to Dimitri in the first book.

15. {Secret Love Song} Rose wishing her Dimitri could go public as a couple. Their love story summed up lol.

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16. {Can’t Pretend} This song can literally fit in with any of the books. Rose realizing she will have to put Lissa first through everything, no matter how frustrating it is. Rose realizing being a guardian is not what it is cracked up to be. Dimitri trying to hide his feelings for Rose. Rose trying to accept her fate with being shadowkissed, and awaiting sentencing in Last Sacrifice.

{Bonus tracks: Love me or love me- Little Mix 

It’s You- Zayn }:

 I had just discovered Little Mix a while ago, (amazing band highly recommend) and I listened to it and I thought of Rose’s frustration that she and Dimitri will never be. And she dates Adrian even though she longs for Dimitri. Love me or Leave me and It’s You, can also be seen from Adrian’s POV :/ Adrian chooses not acknowledge the fact that Rose still loves Dimitri. His heartbreak and Rose’s guilt for hurting him, is inspiration for these tracks.Poor Adrian..


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Second chance for a normal life (Bucky x Reader)

Originally posted by thesoldierchildren

 Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

Summary: (AU)

Bucky is struggling with his life after he came back from the army. He is depressed and he also had a bad start with you.

Warning: cursing, blood, mentions of suicide attempt

Bucky stared at the paper for a good ten minutes. He wished that it was true that he totally gave up from his self, but there was a tiny voice in his head that was screaming at him.

˝Now or never˝ He walked to his bed he took the gun in his hand. He looked at it and then he put it back on the table, taking sleeping pills, every pill that was left in the bottle. He swallowed the pills and he lay down on the bed hoping to never wake up again.

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anonymous asked:

What would VIXX be like if they were detectives and you were either their assistant or the person they were scolding the case for? Or even the one they were trying to apprehend? :0


  • world-renowned detective 
  • only works cases that even the government can’t solve, has an obsession with trying to solve cold cases that are over hundreds of years old
  • is a Gentlemen to the bone. wears nothing but the most expensive suits, addresses everyone formally, and carries a pocket watch in this day and age
  • doesn’t like working with partners, it isn’t his thing. like the government will offer him the opportunity to have the smartEST people in korea help him but he’ll always just wave the offer off because he’s got this on his own
  • he once accepted the help of a policeman and everyone was so shocked but in the end all he did was make the policeman run around making him coffee and at the end of the case hakyeon was like “thank you for all your effort!” and the policeman was like but i didn’t do anything,,,,,and hakyeon just smiled like nonsense, you made the best coffee ive ever had!
  • you meet hakyeon because you’re related to someone who disappeared mysteriously back in the seventeen hundreds and hakyeon just so happened to have taken on that person’s missing case as a side hobby and he shows up in front of your house
  • at first pretending to be a repairman and you’re like,,,,,,,are repairman always this handsome and courteous?? also you don’t understand half the big words he’s saying
  • but you let him in because your sink is broken and hakyeon,,,,probably because he’s like a genius,,,,actually does fix the sink and wipes his hands with this silk handkerchief he takes out of the suit he’s wearing
  • and in your head you’re doing math like suit + handkerchief + good vocabulary + beautiful face = sink repairman?? no no no it =,,,,
  • and it takes you more than normal but once hakyeon turns to suddenly ask you a question about your family tree you point at him and go
  • “detective cha?”
  • and he just smiles calmly and goes, “took you long enough to notice.”
  • that’s how he ends up sitting at your table, asking you various questions about where your parents are from, if you know this person or that person
  • and to be honest you didn’t even know someone in your family went missing that long ago
  • but hakyeon fills you in on what he knows and when he’s done, he says goodbye in his usual manner - with a bow 
  • but you don’t let him leave, you grab your coat and you’re like “you’re going to go investigate more aren’t you?” and he’s a bit surprised, but nods and you’re like “ill go with you!!!” 
  • and as i said before he’s not to excited about partners, and he does try to discourage you as you follow him out to the car outside but you’re determined to find out what happened to your relative and hakyeon,,,,,
  • looking into your eyes which are clear, and passionate,,,,,,
  • and actually interested in what he told you decides that it would be very “un-gentlemen” of him to say no to someone who is related to the victim and all that,,,,
  • so he let’s you come along and revisit some old sites and stop by a museum and question some more people about their relatives who knew the person at hand
  • and in the end hakyeon, in his mind, has managed to piece together a story that you like ???? could never have imagined
  • and hakyeon,,,,who sees how well you’ve kept up - even taking to recording notes on your phone while he questioned people,,,,decides to take you to his home and help you figure out his conclusion
  • and his home is just as elegant and as well kept as he is, everything is in the rich colors of mahogany and silver and with a kind of victorian twist to it
  • and hakyeon sits you down in front of a large board on which he’s pasted old photos of your relative who went missing, newspaper clippings, handwritten notes, scraps and all that and with the efficiency and lightness of a bird he goes from photo to photo, from article to article
  • and explains to you exactly what he believes happened on the night of  the appearance so so very long ago
  • it’s almost like you’re watching a documentary narration as he explains each clue and then at the end he turns to look at you and goes
  • “they never disappeared, they simply left to be with their lover in another country.”
  • and you’re like WOW how,,,how could you just get that from all this random old stuff, but you clap your hands and go “what a story! you could write a book!”
  • and hakyeon blushes a bit becuase ok he’s used to people being like “you’re a genius” or “it was so simple?” but,,,,,a book?? you obviously were more focused on the case than most people,,,,
  • and you get up to study his board closer and hakyeon is standing close to you as you point at pictures and ask questions
  • and in the dim light of the room, he sees your face glow and that same spark in your eyes he noticed before
  • and the way in which your hair smells faintly of something sweet when you lean up beside him,,,
  • and hakyeon has never been one for a partner because they just get in the way,,,but you,,,,,,,
  • there’s something about you that doesn’t get in his way,,,instead there’s something about you that comforts him
  • and when you look at him, smiling and go “do you have any other unsolved cases? another story you can share with me?”
  • hakyeon decides if there’s one person he wouldn’t mind having a long with him for the next case - it’s you


  • really silly private investigator who more than anything doesn’t solve actual cases, but just finds out if spouses are cheating on each other for a good amount of money
  • spends most of his time in his office with his legs up on the desk playing games on his computer
  • has an assistant that’s always trying to clean his messes, but literally the minute ken sits down at his desk there’s gum stuck in the keyboard and coffee spilled over files
  • his assistants always quit like two weeks in 
  • and it’s when the last one quits that ken puts out an ad for another, because god help him he wouldn’t be able to do his job without someone keeping him functioning
  • and by functioning is reminding him to take his keys and that no, wearing the long jacket and the fedora just makes him stand out more
  • and you, who’s just moved to seoul and has no job prospects whatsoever, decide that an assistant job can’t be that hard
  • until you meet ken
  • who,when you first come through the door asking to speak to the person in charge, is laying under thirty newspapers taking a nap
  • and you have to nudge him with your foot to see if he’s awake
  • and ken’s like OH RiGHT ,,, i DIDNT GO HOME LAST NIGHT!!! and you’re like yikes who is this crazy dude
  • but then ken dusts himself off and you’re like ok he’s kinda cute not the point and you’re like “where’s ??? investigator ken???” and ken grins and points at himself and is like “speaking!!”
  • and you’re like holy shit ok um and you’re like “im here for the assistants job here’s my resume-” but ken is just like “no need, you’re hired.  the first weeks a trial week though so no pay, but i will take you out to a complimentary lunch~”
  • and you’re like um ok but why are you here shouldn’t  you be investigating cases?? and ken laughs like “oh it’s alright, i already know that all our clients are all cheating on each other i just need to get photo proof but i can do it tomorrow”
  • and you’re like??????? what so you don’t solve like murders
  • and ken is like “an have to look at dead bodies? no sirrie”
  • and from that moment you’re like this,,,,,,this isn’t going to be an easy (or normal) job
  • and it isn’t because two weeks after you work there you’re really thinking of quitting because ken is like a child, both with clients and with you always making bad jokes and slipping over the trash he has scattered
  • but what stops you is that ken comes through the door with his hands both in casts and you’re like ????? and he’s like “i fell down the stairs in the subway,,,,,,” and you’re like how are you going to work ??? you need to take photos ???? can you use your foot
  • and ken just gives you a grin,,,,a very sly grin
  • and you end up in his car - driving to some shady looking street - holding the camera ken is supposed to be holding and ken’s like “you see the guy coming around the corner, that’s mrs. park’s husband, now see the lady over there? that’s his lover - quick snap a photo wait not yet ok,,,,now!”
  • and you try to take photos but you’re like kEN WONT WE GET ARRESTED
  • and he’s like no no i have license but you’re like OK I DONT THO
  • and you see mrs. park’s husband turn and you duck, stumbling a bit and falling into ken’s lap face first
  • and you hear him burst out into a chuckle and you’re like hitting his thigh like DONT and he’s like sorry sorry this is just so compromised,,,
  • and you get what he’s implying but you’re like DO N O T even think about it
  • but then you try to sit back up and ken’s like “don’t, he’s still looking” and you like move a bit so your face isn’t in his lap but like your leaning your head and shoulder against his chest,,,,which is broad btw and quite,,,,,muscular,,,,
  • but yeah you sit there like that for a bit and ken’s like “ok we’re clear!”
  • and you sit back up but the client’s gone and you’re like “i don’t know if i took enough pictures-”
  • and ken’s just like “if you ever need to cuddle into my chest again, feel free. i’d hold you but both my arms are broken and-”
  • and you’re like “don’t make me break your arms AGAIN”
  • ,,,,,,,,,but at the same time like it wasn’t ALL that bad,,,,,

Leo & Hyuk

  • leo is the veteran detective who has seen it all and is overworked and tired, while hyuk is the fresh blood detective who wants to pull his gun out every chance and go on high speed chases
  • and leo is supposed to mentor hyuk, but in reality hyuk doesn’t listen to a word he says
  • and leo has given up so he just let’s hyuk do whatever
  • but every now and then he has to hold himself back from knocking hyuk upside the head with a case file (sometimes he can’t hold himself and just. does it)
  • but hyuk always gets his revenge by replacing the sugar in leo’s morning coffee with salt
  •  which ends up with leo spitting the coffee all over himself and fellow policeman ravi and ken rolling on the floor laughing while hyuk runs for his life out of the precinct 
  • the two of them end up being assigned a case of a repeat jewel thief who has stolen from over five separate malls in the past month
  • and leo tells hyuk that no - he doesn’t need to bring a gun with him to the crime scene
  • but hyuk insists that the thief might still be there and leo is like yes, but we want the thief alive - but it’s too late hyuk is asking if the SWAT team will really show up and everyone’s like NO and he’s like “being a cop actually sucks”
  • so hyuk and leo show up to the last store that was robbed only a couple of hours before
  • and you’re still in the mall, wearing the stolen bracelet and watching from afar as the police scatter trying to figure out how you broke in and all that
  • and you just think it’s really funny,,,how hard they try and how they never get anywhere
  •  but you don’t notice the two new policeman, but hyuk nudges leo and shifts his eyes toward you - the sparkling bracelet on your arm only visible for a moment before it gets hidden by your jackets sleeve again
  • and hyuk and leo silently make an agreement,,,,but as always leo goes through with the plan hiding behind a pillar while hyuk,,,,,,,
  • hyuk decides that leo can go screw himself and runs straight toward you, going “hands up!”
  • and you, well hello you’re a thief, you get up quickly and push a trashcan over towards hyuk as you make your escape
  • and hyuk trip and leo screams at him for being an idiot as he chases after you
  • and so if leo catches you, he manages to corner you in a stairwell where the door you’ve reached is blocked
  • and you’re like,,,,,,,,,, trying to pretend that someone planted to bracelet on you after the robbery
  • but leo is watching you with narrowed eyes so you know he doesn’t believe you so you’re like “ok, fine. arrest me.” and leo does put you in handcuffs but he’s like “tell me how you managed to rob the store” and you just grin and shake your head like “uh-uh you can’t get me to talk, uncuff me and i will.”
  • and leo’s too seasoned of a policeman to know you’ll just sock him and run for it so instead he uncuffs one and cuffs the other to his own arm and he’s like “there, you’re practically free.” and you’re like lmao you call this free??
  • and he’s like “im not an idiot, but if you want both hands behind your bac-”
  • and you’re like fine whatever let’s walk out like this - but as leo takes a step forward you yank the cuffs and he teeters backwards with you and as he falls, you fall ontop of him
  • and leo is close to your face and you’re like “oops~ i didn’t mean it~” and he just,,,,well you’re close and you’re not exactly,,,,,bad to look at 
  • plus you’re pressed up against him and he’s like “get off” and you take a moment before you do and you don’t hesitate to notice how red he’s gone in the face
  • but then you also, very easily undo your cuff with the key you stole from his backpocket when you made him fall
  • and leo doesn’t see until he hears the ‘clink’ of the cuffs unlocking and he looks down but you’re already dashing up the stairs and laughing and you’re like
  • “i hope we see each other again officer-  i also left a giiiiiiiift~”
  • and leo is too stunned and angry, but he looks down at his wrist and sees that you slipped the bracelet onto his cuffed hand as well and he’s like HOW THE HELL
  • but all he’s left with is your laughters echo
  • and if hyuk catches you it’s because he’s still faster and more agile than you and ends up tackling you to the floor before you can escape
  • and as he’s arresting you, leo appears and hyuk just sticks out his tongue like he’s five like “hehe hyung i got them and you didn’t because your old and can’t run~~~” and leo is like shut it boy
  • back at the station hyuk and leo are questioning you about the other robberies and you’re like not interested in anything leo is saying
  • instead you keep making eyes at hyuk
  • and hyuk is kinda like,,,,,,what,,,,,because he’s oblivious until you’re like “id like to speak to officer hyuk. alone.”
  • and leo says something under his voice but leaves and hyuk sits down and is like “are you going to tell me how you did it?”
  • and you’re innocently like “did what? by the way are you single?”
  • and hyuk snorts like “huh, no!” and you can tell he’s lying 
  • because he’s still pretty young and the way you’re looking at him gets him a bit ,,,,,,hot under the collar if i may say
  • and you like lean over the table as much as you can and you’re like 
  • “officer hyuk, you’re cute. i think i know what i want to rob next.”
  • and hyuk is like “ah-aha! so you admit it, you did rob those places?”
  • and you just smile and bring your face a bit closer and you’re like
  • “can’t you uncuff me?~ it hurts~”
  • and hyuk is like “i,,,,,i can’t do that but if you sit down-”
  • and you’re like “i don’t want to~ i want to be closer to you.”
  • and hyuk swallows because,,,ok,,,,,your eyes are,,,,,,so,,,,pretty,,,but no you’re a thief. he just needs your confession
  • and so again he’s like “what do you mean when you say you know what you’re going to rob next?”
  • and you just giggle and hyuk has to fan himself because wow was your shirt this lowcut when they brought you in?
  • and you pull back slowly as if you’re going to sit
  • but then you stop and lean back in and you’re like
  • “i don’t steal jewelry or whatever. i only steal boys hearts~ and you’re next officer hyuk -”
  • and you tilt your head as if you’re going to lean up for a kiss 
  • and hyuk is sweating now but he pulls back and is like,,,,,,,, “officer leo will handle it from here!”
  • and he runs out with his hand over his mouth because,,,,,,goddammit you’re a criminal but why are you so ,,,,,,,,,,,, enticing,,,,,


  • really clumsy and easily emotional policeman who can’t work cases like murder or kidnapping because ok he’ll cry at literally anything
  • but it’s ok!! he doesn’t mind doing the usual responding to cats stuck in trees or loose grandmas wandering the park calls
  • and he’ll try to help anyone out with any problem - big or small
  • even though he looks intimidating and though, the whole tattoos and bright hair
  • he’s actual a soft guy at heart 
  • and some of the other policemen make fun of him a bit, but for the most part people tend to take care of him at the station because he has the best intentions 
  • you come in one day with your friends who is terrified because their little brother didn’t come in from school yet and it’s been two hours
  • and while every other policeman rushes past you and tells you to wait a moment, policeman ravi immediately pulls you both aside and asks what happened
  • and your friend barely manages to say something before she’s in tears, so you explain for her 
  • and ravi scribbles down some notes and nods along and he’s like ‘ok, let’s go to her brothers school first.’ 
  • and your friend wants to come, but she’s in hysterics so you tell her to wait at the station while you and policeman ravi investigate
  • and as you’re leaving you’re like “are you sure there’s nothing important you’re bust wi-”
  • and ravi waves his hand like no- there’s nothing more important than a a missing child 
  • and you nod because he’s right, but also like,,,,,,,are cops usually this kind??
  • but yeah the both of you show up at the school that says your friends brother left by himself hours ago when classes ended
  • and you decide there’s only two places he hangs out - the park or library so you try the library
  • and ravi almost turns the whole place over, even manages to knock down a display of books as he looks for the kid
  • and he’s so devoted that watching him makes you work even harder too
  • and so it’s a no in the library so you two split up to search the park when you reach it
  • and when you meet up ,,,,,, you light up because ravi is there,,,,, holding your friends kid brother on his shoulders 
  • and you’re like you found him!!!
  • and ravi is like “i did!! he was hiding on the playground, but i let him play with my badge and he agreed to come out!!”
  • and you’re like oh thank god, it’s good he’s safe!!
  • and you three head back to the station where you friend jumps up when she sees her brother and she’s like @ policeman ravi like how do i ever thank you
  • and she reaches up to kiss his cheek and ravi is like !!!! oh
  • but he just touches the skin and smile shyly
  • and you like look around but then lean up and kiss his cheek as well except this time ravi turns a bright BRIGHT red
  • and is like “t-t-thank you???” and you’re like no no thank you !!!! and he’s like ,,,,,still blushing
  • and then you remember to get the badge back from the little boy and you pin it back onto ravi’s lapel
  • and as you’re pinning it on he’s like “i could get used to this,,,,,”
  • and you’re like “,,,,hmm????”
  • and ravi is like OH NOTHING I SAID NOTHING
  • but his face betrays his feelings and you 
  • plus the entire damn world knows that 


  • undercover detective 
  • everyone believes anything he says because well,,,,look at him,,,,,could a face like that lie to you???
  • the answer is yes it could hongbin is not only a good detective but also a very good actor
  • was asked to pose as a bartender at a club where the police believed there was illegal drug activity and he’s been doing it for a couple of months now that all the regulars have become pretty well acquainted with him
  • is the heartthrob of the station he works at and,,,,,at the bar he works out
  • basically anywhere he goes people are bound to find him attractive and therefore he’s always the “most popular” on holidays
  • from gifts from fellow detective to gifts from the shady people who think he’s just a simple bartender
  • the other detectives have a joke about how hongbin won’t even need to call a bust, one of the suppliers will just gift him the drugs one day
  • you’re also a detective, set to go undercover with hongbin just as extra security measure 
  • and you’re supposed to just be like another regular who comes by the bar for drinks and stays at the end of the bar where if hongbin comes over to whisper something only you two can hear
  • but for the most part you don’t interact as to not bring up suspicion
  • until one night you and hongbin are both minding your own business, doing your jobs separately 
  • when one of the suspected drug dealers sits next to you and starts being unnecessarily touchy
  • and you’re a detective, you know how to handle this so you just reply calmly to his advances and say you need to step out for a moment
  • and hongbin notices and watches from the corner of his eye as you leave,,,,,,but then the guy follows you
  • and hongbin has always gotten a bad read on this guy but he knows he shouldn’t leave his post or he could blow his cover
  • ,,,,but also you’re a fellow detective to he makes up some excuse about taking out the trash
  • and he goes outback to see the guy has pinned you to the wall and he’s about to pull him off when you push the guy off with your foot and knock him unconscious with one swing to the cheek
  • and as he like blacks out on the floor hongbin is like “,,,,,,,you,,,,i was worried about you but,,,,,,i guess for no reason”
  • and you just smile and shrug and you’re like “it’s fine, good to know you have my back - but you could have given us both away.”
  • and hongbin gets a bit red and he’s like youRE RIGHT but you know,,,a fellow detectives safety is much more important,,,,,
  • and you’re like that’s so sweet but go back in before they get suspicious
  • and hongbin nods as you like squat down next to the guy you knocked out and check his pulse to see if he’s alive
  • and hongbin inside is like,,,,,wow,,,,they’re,,,,,,,really strong about you
  • and tbh he can’t stop thinking about you even though they take you off the case because you did knock out one of the suspected dealers so you  can’t show yourself in that bar
  • but when the bust happens, hongbin is glad to see that you’re on the task force
  • and you two help bring down the drug smuggling business in a police raid
  • but as you’re hauling away all the guys the one who’d tried to hurt you calls you a choice name as you’re handcuffing him and hongbin out of nowhere ‘accidentally’ knocks his elbow into the guy’s face and you’re like
  • ???????
  • and hongbin, whose never been super confrontational is like,,,,,,, “sorry, i still feel kind of bad about that night from before”
  • and you’re giggling like ,,,,,ok cute,,,,,don’t worry though we won in the end!!!
  • and hongbin is like yeah!!!! and it’s cute you’re both like kinda smiling to yourselves
  • but you end up smiling even more when you find out your next undercover job involves the two of you ‘pretending’ to be lovers and well,,,,,,you know,,,,,,,pretend might end up being something more hehe,,,,,
To the Four of Us (Part Sixteen)

premise: modern AU chronicling the squad as they make their way through college and deal with general life things.

soundtrack song: Alone Together - Fall Out Boy

full soundtrack: [i’ll post it here once its complete and uploaded to spotify or something!] note: if anyone has recommendations for songs for previous chapters, message me and I’ll dedicate a chapter to you!

words: 2,570

warnings: a lil smuttiness oops and some swears and a little blood ment i guess?? 

a/n: just so you can picture it better, the way alexander would be talking with his mouth wired shut would be like if you try talking while biting down/clenching your teeth ((this was v helpful for me in understanding this injury so there u go)) // not a lot happens buT here u go sinners!! (its not that bad but im preceding the risqué part with an asterisk [*] bc i know some of u are younger and i dont wanna make anyone uncomfortable!)

all chapters: x

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dedication: @l0vedoesntdiscriminate for the soundtrack rec!!

soundtrack song: Alone Together - Fall Out Boy

full soundtrack: x

Alexander. Was. Miserable. His jaw had been wired shut for three days like some kind of monstrous animal and he was already counting down the time left until he was free (only 38 days and 6 hours to go). His father was staying in a hotel near his dorm to make sure he was getting enough food and adjusting to everything alright, despite Alexander’s insistence that he could go back home whenever he wanted.

Alexander also hadn’t been back to school yet because the last thing he wanted was for Thomas to see him like this, so he avoided his lectures and got the notes from acquaintances in each class.

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authors note: so i’ve seen many many imagines about shawn calming y/n’s anxiety attacks and tbh sometimes i think to myself that stuff like anxiety should NOT be glorified in any way. so i don’t want anyone to think that i’m writing this thinking that anxiety attacks or cool or something idk?? anxiety isn’t fun and i understand that a lot of people go through it and sometimes ( i know for me ) reading imagines about shawn helping you through it can be sweet and reassuring which is why i decided to write this. sorry for the long note but anyways, enjoy :)

“Shawn! Shawn look over here!”

“Shawn please take a picture with me?! I drove all the way from New York to see you!!

“Y/N what’s it like dating Shawn Mendes?”

You listened to fans and the paparazzi yell at you and Shawn as you walked through the streets of LA hand in hand with your boyfriend of one year now. You had just went to dinner with him and now you’re being mobbed by people as you walk to Shawn’s car. You were normally used to people taking pictures of you and Shawn whenever you went in public but today was different. This situation seemed to just be breaking your heart. You watched fans continuously ask Shawn for pictures and he was so upset about them getting in your face that he said no. Shawn never says no to fans. The fact that these girls drove so far to seem him only to have him reject them was making you sad.

As bad you felt for the fans, you never felt bad for the paparazzi. You wanted to be a nice person but you never had anything against Shawn yelling at them sometimes considering how rude they could be, like right now.

"Come on guys, please give us some room.” Shawn said for the like the third time.

"Shawn, it’s okay you can take pictures. I don’t want to stop you from meeting fans.” You say trying to make the situation less stressful for you. Shawn knew how much you hated paparazzi and flashing lights and screaming girls. It gave you anxiety and Shawn always tried his best to make sure you didn’t feel stressed out. You hated to be the one to stop him from living his life though.

"No Y/N, it’s fine, we should really be getting home anyway it’s getting late and these people aren’t being that nice anyway.” Shawn was getting angry now.

You were almost to Shawn’s Jeep when you suddenly lost grip of his hand. There were people with cameras behind you pushing you back and forth trying to get pictures of Shawn. You tried so hard to keep it together but you couldn’t. You head was spinning and your chest started to get tight. You could barely process what was around you but soon enough you heard Shawn yelling at fans and paparazzi. Seeing him so angry made your heart drop and you suddenly couldn’t breathe. You felt tears forming but you swallowed hard trying not to draw attention to yourself. At this point it didn’t seem to matter though. Shawn found your hand and grabbed it as hard as he could before leading you towards his car. You felt his mouth against your ear, telling you to breathe and that everything was going to be okay. He continued to say reassuring things, up until you finally got into the car. The air was thin and all you could see were cameras flashing outside the window. You heard Shawn raise his voice one more time and finally people started to walk away. There were still a few people outside the car but the lights and screaming were not as dramatic as before.

"Are you okay? Do you need me now or should I drive home or at least somewhere more private?” Shawn asked you and kept a tight grip on your hand. He has dealt with your attacks before and he knew how to get your breathing back to normal although you seemed to be getting better at it yourself. He obviously knew though that once we got into the car you started to feel a bit better. If you didn’t he wouldn’t have even asked you if you needed his help. He would’ve just gave it to you and did what he always does, and helped you with breathing techniques.

"Home.” Was all I could get out and so Shawn started driving. He always drove faster when he was nervous or angry. It didn’t exactly help my stress but it was just a bad habit of his. I squeezed his hand to let him know, and he slowed down.

The ride home wasn’t bad and my breathing was okay. I was more worried about Shawn’s anger from earlier. It seemed that the only reason I started to get so stressed out was because of how angry Shawn had been. I’ve been with him for so long and I’ve seen him angry before but this was different. We finally arrived home and after Shawn made me take some advil and drink some water I layed down on the couch with my feet in Shawn’s lap.

"I hate people so much sometimes. I’m sorry you had to go through that baby.” Shawn said as he rubbed my leg.

"It was really no big deal Shawn. I just wish you could’ve gotten pictures with those girls. You shouldn’t have gotten so angry with them. I felt bad. Honestly, that’s what mostly caused me to freak out. I don’t know I’m sorry. I don’t want it to sound like I’m blaming my attack on you because Im not. I just don’t like seeing you so upset.” I let out everything I was feeling hoping it wouldn’t upset him even more. I love him dearly and because of that, his stress gives me stress.

"I’m so sorry for being like that Y/N, I just know how much you hate being in public with me and I hate seeing people get so close to you. I didn’t mean to freak you out or anything and yeah you’re right, normally I wouldn’t say no to pictures but I just.. I wanted you to be okay. I don’t know what I’d do if something ever happened to you.” He ran his hands through his hair while he spoke.

"Aw Shawn. It’s okay, really I can take care of myself. I love it when you help me but I’ve gotten better at helping myself I really have!” You were telling him the truth. You’d hate to be that girlfriend that always was needing some kind of protection. You weren’t a baby or something.

"I know baby. I just get worried.” Shawn looked down.

I sat up and put my hands on his face. “I love you Shawn. I don’t want you to think Im upset at you for not getting pictures with fans or something. Anxiety attacks suck yeah but seeing you upset is what gives me the most anxiety. That’s why I lost it. I hate seeing you so frustrated. I love you.” You kissed his head.

"I feel the same about you Y/N. I love you too. You’re never going to be dealing with your anxiety alone though okay? You know that right?” Shawn said and looked at you with the sweetest face.

"Yes. I know that.” You kissed him again and wondered how you got so lucky to have him.

Baby Boy


Hello!! Im gonna just say thank you again for likes and reblogs and follows! I’m still in shock that Greedy got more than 100 notes. I’m still working on Part 2 so it’ll be awhile till I post it but I thought why not write a quick Monsta X story???? Im not exactly sure what to call it but i wrote it and its here and its ready to be read! I hope you enjoy it!

Genre: Wonho x Reader. Fluff. Super Fluffy.

Rated: Mature?

Warnings: Mentioning of cyber-bullying. Bad words.

 Word Count: 1766

You never were really one to use cute nicknames, even when you started dating your best friend, Wonho. He would constantly call you cute names like princess, doll face, baby girl, you name it, he said it. Before you guys had gotten together he would call you ‘baby’ and 'beautiful’, it was just who he was. You on the other hand wouldn’t, scratch that, couldn’t call him anything other than Wonho, Hoseok, and the occasional 'babe’ but even that was hard for you. You didn’t know why but anytime you tried, it just wouldn’t feel right and you felt you were too far into your relationship to randomly start calling him cute names.

 So when you pressed post on your picture captioned “My baby boy.” you couldn’t help but grimace at yourself. You couldn’t change it though, the minute you posted something, you were spammed with likes. The picture of Wonho snuggled into your side, reaching 200 likes in the 13 seconds. Being the girlfriend of a Kpop star had its perks but it also had its down sides. You let out a small sigh as you caught a glimpse of a few hateful comments but ignored them, already used to the familiar tightening in your chest. You shook off the feeling and laughed at some of the stupider comments like “You fugly botch.” and “Your eyebrows are uneven.” knowing full well that your eyebrows were pretty fucking perfect.

You were laughing at some other comments and before you knew it, you had spent an hour and a half stalking commenters on your post. As you looked through some girl’s feed a notification popped up. You wouldn’t have noticed if it weren’t for the fact that it was a dm and that is was from Wonho. 

He had sent you a screenshot of the picture you posted and written out:

baby boy huh?????? I like it ;)

You felt your face get hot at his words and quickly closed out of the message, leaving him on read. You immediately regretted posting the photo as you convinced yourself that he was going to tease you about it till the end of time.

 Wonho always found it adorable that your were too shy to use anything other than his name. He never actually had an issue with it but he enjoyed bugging you about it just to get you to call him something simple like 'babe’. He loved how red your face would get and he never grew tired of it; just like how you never seemed to get used to his cute name-calling.

 As you lay back on the bed, trying to think of ways to avoid his imminent teasing, you couldn’t help but smile at the thought of your new nickname for him. It wasn’t like you were actually going to start calling him baby boy but it was still nice to say in your head. Although Wonho was older than you, you knew the nickname was perfect for him. He was always under you, touching and calling out for you like if he were a child and you were his mother.

 You swiftly got up from the bed, wearing nothing but a large t-shirt, and made your way to the kitchen deciding to make dinner for yourself since Wonho wasn’t going to be him for about another hour.

 As you finished pouring your ramen into a bowl when you heard the front door close.

 "Wonho! Are you home?“ Your voice rang through the apartment.

 When you didn’t hear a response, you got nervous. Of course it had to be him, you thought. No one would break into the 6th apartment on the 4th floor randomly.

 You made your way towards the living room, stepping between the couches.

 "What the hell?” You whispered to yourself. You thought you were going crazy as you turned your back to face the large window to the left of you.

 Suddenly you felt two hands wrap around your waist from behind. You let out a yelp and jumped slightly.

 "Hey baby girl.“ He laughed into your hair as you calmed yourself down.

 "Pabo!! That’s not funny. I nearly had a heart attack.” You turned to face him and reached up to smack his chest but he quickly caught your hand.

“Ah I’m sorry babe… It’s just so funny to see you get all worked up.” He said and pressed a light kiss to your hand.

 You pouted and pulled away from him to walk back to the kitchen trying not to cuss him out for being such a jerk. He quickly followed after you and frowned when he saw the single bowl of noodles.

 "Did you make me any?“ He questioned as you snatched a soda from the fridge. You ignored him and continued to grab things for your meal.

 "Hey! I’m talking to you.” He said blocking you from grabbing your chopsticks.

 You glared up at him and pushed him out of the way harshly. He stumbled to the side and you heard an angry huff come from the back of his throat. This brought a smile to your face but you didn’t let him see it. You quickly grabbed the chopsticks, your drink, and the soup before waddling out of the kitchen.

 "Oh come on don’t ignore me! You can’t stay mad at your baby boy for too long can you?“ You could hear the smirk in his voice as you stopped midway to the kitchen table.

 The sound of him walking out of the kitchen made you quickly set your stuff down on the table before running to the bedroom and shutting the door closed. You heard his laugh and the sound of him shuffling down the hall before you climbed into the bed and covered yourself in blankets, trying to hide yourself from him and his taunting.

 The sound of the bedroom door opening made you squeeze your eyes tightly. You held your breath as you felt the dip of the bed and heard his light breathing. His hands pulling back the large blankets to reveal you wrapped up in even more blankets. A small laugh escaped him as his hands wrapped around you and pulled you into him.

 You kept your eyes closed until he pulled the material away from your face. Your eyes and the tops of your red cheeks being the only thing he could see. You looked up at him and he let out a small 'aw’ before you pulled back.

 "I’m ignoring you. Go away.” You said, your voice muffled.

 "Y/n.“ He sounded more serious than before and this made you look up at him but when you saw the smile his face held, you rolled onto your stomach and let out a muffled groan.

 "Go ahead! Tease me! Tell me how much of an embarrassment I am. I hate myself already. My self-esteem is lower than the average persons already so lets see if we can get it to go down even further! Come on I can take it!” You unwrap yourself from the bundle of blankets aggressively and sit up criss cross applesauce. You lift your chin and shut your eyes expecting to be hit with a bunch of harmless jokes and ridicules.

 Obviously you were joking but you still wanted to get the teasing over with so you could get over the regretful statement and get back to eating your ramen.

 Instead of laughter, there was just silence. You slowly opened your eyes to see him staring at you with an amused twinkle in his eyes.

 "Are you done now?“ He asks crossing his arms.

 You let out a huff. You were annoyed with yourself and Wonho. Frustrated, you allowed your body to slump toward into his, your cheek landing on his chest as you breathed in the familiar scent of him.

 "I just don’t get how it’s so easy for you to call me all these cute names?!” You sigh into his chest. “It’s not fair! When I try, it feels forced and awkward.”

 He lets out a chuckle and runs his hand over your exposed leg, pulling you into his lap.

“Maybe it feels awkward because you are making it awkward.” He shrugs. “I actually find it super cute when you get embarrassed about it.”

 You let out a strangled groan against his t-shirt and pull away from him. He doesn’t let go of you as your eyes lock.

 "Stop worrying about it princess. I don’t care whether on not you call me anything other than my name. I’ve always used nicknames for everyone, it’s just a quirk. Like how you’re crazy good at being adorable, it’s just a natural thing.“ Wonho chuckles and brushes his thumb against your cheek making your cheeks get red once again.

 He smiles wide at your reaction towards him and shakes his head before leaning in and leaving a small kiss on your lips. You sigh and lean further into the kiss. His hands now squeezing at your thighs making you wrap your hand around the base of his neck. He deepens the kiss but as he does so, you are reminded of your ramen when your stomach growls quietly. You disconnect your lips from his and look at his now red lips and cheeks letting out a small giggle.

 You quickly climb off of him and jump off of the bed. "Where are you going baby?” He asks with a frown.

 "To go eat my noodles.“ You say simply and walk out of the room towards the kitchen table.

 "Don’t you want to share with your baby boy?” He laughs as he follows you out of the bedroom.

 "Wonho.“ You warn.

 "Don’t you mean baby boy?” He teases from behind you.

 You quickly turn around and watch the smirk wipe off of his face as he sees the glare you serve him. He spins on his heels and runs back towards the bedroom but you jump onto his back. You litter the back of his head and shoulders with light punches and slaps as he tries to apologise.

 "I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry i couldn’t help it!“ He laughs as both of you land on the bed.

 "I hate you.” You mumble and try to get off of him.

 "No you don’t.“ Wonho chuckles and pulls you into a small kiss.

 The two of you forgetting about the ramen and spend the rest of the night in bed, Wonho trying to convince you that you don’t really hate him.

Fireworks (John Laurens X Reader)

I’m so sorry this is so late ANON!!! I tried my best, but I don’t really like how this came out… IM SORRY, LOVE YOU!! Also, if you guys want more imagines I’ll be posting them and all my old ones on my new shared account :


Paring: John Laurens X Reader

Triggers: Horror Movies, anxiety, slight fear of the dark, burnt popcorn, some Eliza/Maria drama, bad ending

Prompts: 730. “I’ve loved you for years.” 772. “Can I hold your hand?” 682. “Why choose me?”

Words: 1220


You, Peggy, your roommate Maria, Angelica, all sat in your dorm. 

“I have popcorn!” Peggy held up the freshly popped popcorn, and hip bumped the microwave door closed. 

“It smells like you kinda burned it.” Angelica said when handed the popcorn so she could put it in separate bowls. 

“That smell will never go away.” Maria sighed. You and her would have to do deal with it, tomorrow. 

“Then why did you choose me to make it?” Peggy shot back. 

“You volunteered!” You argued and she started packing.

“Well, I brought the ice cream!” Eliza entered the small room with the good news. She was carrying three huge tubs of your favorite ice cream. 

“Eliza!” Maria turned to give her a hug. “How’s Alex?” 

You could physically see Eliza tensing up. “He’s doing fine.” 

A silence filled the room. 

What happened there? 

“Okay! What movie do y’all wanna watch?” You tried to thin the tense air. 

“We should watch a horror movie!” Angelica piped up handing you your share of popcorn. 

“No.” You replied straight after.  

“Yes.” Peggy answered you looked at her. 

“Yes.” It was Eliza’s turn to earn your glare. 

“No!” You protested. You really hated horror movies, you could hardly sleep after. 

“Yes.” You looked at Maria with betrayal. 

“No! Why?!” You were now becoming anxious. Angelica and Eliza joined you on your bed while Peggy sat on Maria, on her own. 

“Sorry, Y/n, you’re outnumbered!” Angelica took the remote and turned on Netflix, finding a movie. 

“Ooo! Let’s watch Hush!” Peggy exclaimed, opening up her tub of ice cream, and taking a spoon from the bag. 

“Oh, I love that movie!” Maria spoke up. 

“Please don’t.” You tried to plead with your friends. You had never even gotten through 30 minutes of that cursed movie. 

“What? Do we need to call John to protect you?” Angelica nudged your shoulder making fun of your crush on your best friend. 

You could feel your s/c face heating up as you grumbled, “Play the damn movie.” 


An hour and thirty minutes later, you were shaking in fear of the thrilling movie and it’s outcome. Everyone went to pick up their phones and you asked Eliza to hand you yours. 

“Meet me under the bridge near your dorm in an hour.” Eliza suddenly said out loud, you turned to look at her. She was holding up your phone apparently reading from the text message on the screen. “From: Curly Turtle With A Bun…” 

You heard the girls snickering. Your face heated up again, “When was that sent?” 

“Messaged: 50 minutes ago.” 

“What?!” You shot up from your bed and scrambled to your closet. You heard footsteps and turned around to see the girls all smirking.


You ended up leaving 15 minutes late with your makeup done and (thank god) you manage to talk down the dress. You made it outside the dorm, and ran part of the way to the park. Hush made you iffy of the dark. 

You skipped over the rocks by the bridge and went down the hill. “John?” You called out at the beginning of the entrance to the bridge. 

No answer. 

You looked around for any sign of him. 

‘He probably already left, you should too!’ Your common sense warned,but you pushed the thought aside when you saw a bright pink sticky note on the wall next to the entrance. 

On it, was a detailed picture of you and John hanging upside down from a tree as kids. 

You smiled remembering that day. 

You were brought out of your thoughts by a snapping sound. Suddenly, part of the bridge wall was illuminated and you saw more sticky notes. 

“John?” You called again. 

You entered the half circle cave the bridge made, and picked a sticky note from off of the wall. 

A picture of you and John muddy and hair disheveled, while you were holding a dirty kitten with a closed eye, and you both smiling up at your parents trying to get them to let you keep it. 

Detailed is an understatement. 

You kept walking picking other memories off the wall, and looking at them all with smiles. 

There was even one of you and John, and a couple of other friends, going to see your first horror movie. Needless to say, you clung on to John for dear life and wouldn’t let go till you got home. 

You got to the last one and didn’t recognize it. 

It was just a post it that said ‘Turn around’. 

Then at that moment the lights flickered and shut off. You froze in your spot suddenly feeling the very ominous vibe that this dark cave made. 

All you could hear were the whispers in the wind, mixed with the trickling of the river water next to you and the faint crunching of leaves. 

“Y/n…” An eerie whisper called out. You hadn’t noticed you were already shaking til then. ‘Well, nice knowing ‘ya, Y/N, but you’re gonna die.’ You said to yourself. 

“Y/n!” The voice became louder. 

“OH, PLEASE DON’T HURT ME!” You cried, hitting the wall as you stepped back. 

“H-Hey… Y/N… It’s okay… I’m here…” You were still shaking, but you recognized John’s voice. “Can I hold your hand? Is that okay?” 

You didn’t answer, and he hesitated to take your hands in his. 

“Y/n, did you watch another horror movie?” 

You nodded. 

John sighed, “I told them to keep you occupied, not terrify you.” 

“W-What?” You looked up to see him with a slightly disappointed look. He looked back at you when he heard your voice. 

“Nothing, but hey, I’m gonna need you to calm down so u can say this to you.” John squeezed your hands and you looked at him through tears. “Would it help if we turned the lights on?” 

You nodded. John repeated your actions, and let go of one hand to signal something, his eyes never leave yours. You assumed that the boys were here. 

The lights came back on and you took a sigh of relief. There was a few moments of silence, and John slipped his hand back into yours. 

“Y/n, I love you.” He broke the silence with an atomic bomb. 

“I’m sorry, what?” Your eyes focused but your mind blurred. 

I’ve loved you for years, but I just didn’t know how to tell it to you. ” He smiled. Oh, his smile.. He searched your eyes for any sign of happiness. 

It was there, you were slowly beginning to recognize that your crush actually liked you back. 

John liked you back. 

You eyes flickered to his lips and you leaned in to kiss him. His lips were stilled and you had second thoughts about what you’d just done. 

You moved to pull away, but you were stopped by his hand placed on the side of your face that guided you back to him. His lips molded to yours and they moved in sync with the fireworks going off inside your mind. 

You two hesitantly parted but still refused to lose contact, with your lips inches away from each other’s. 

“I love you too.” You whispered. You could feel his smile as he went to kiss your forehead. 

Now, you knew there was nothing to be afraid of.


Fandom: X-men
Characters: Logan, Scott
Relationship: Logan/reader, Scott/reader (Brother)
request: Being Scott summers little sister and Logan having a thing for her.
Authors Note: Your mutation is that you can manipulate anything to form a shield or protective cover, such as electricity (this also acts like a electric fence and can shock your opponent) also, your mutation can absorbed the attackers power. I though it would be a good power as it means she is the only one who can talk to Scott without his glasses. It means they have a closer connection as she is the only one who isn’t affected by his powers.
He just kinda jumped into your life. It was so strange.
You had seen him running around the mansion in his boxers but you didn’t complain. Xavier called you to his office one Logan had settled in and asked you to keep an eye on him.
“Your kind, understanding nature might be just what he needs at this point in time.”
And with that, you were inseparable.
Logan adored you in a way he would never tell you, especially with your brother around. Scott was very protective over his little sister and Logan knew it. But that didn’t stop him slowly falling in love with you.
Logan was walking along one of the many hallways in the academy when a hand reached out and pulled him into a room, slamming him against the wall. His claws shot out, ready to fight but retracted when he saw Scott with a rather pissed off expression on his face.
“Scott? I hope that’s not how you treat kids.” Logan grunts as he pushes Scott away, making him stumble.
“No, just the ones who hit on my sister.” Scott spat sourly at Logan, his hands balled into fists. Logans cool domineer for a couple of seconds before he composed himself.
“I never hit on your sister.” Logan turned to walk toward the door, but scott pulled him back.
“If she gets hurt, I will personally make sure to have those claws cut.” Scotts voice was low and menacing as he let go of Logan.
“Why would I hurt her?” Logan matched Scotts dangerous tone, his own hands in fists as he felt his temper boil.
“You’re an animal. Its only a matter of time.” Scott spat. He knew his words would strike a nerve in Logan, but he also knew he had to protect you. Your mutation may mean you can protect yourself, but Scott was still protective of you since you were still young and he didn’t want to see you get hurt.
“I would never hurt her.” Logan growled.
“Why not?”
“Because I love [y/n]…” Logans voice started off loud but then trailed off as his eyes fell on the face peaking into the room.
You skipped along the hallway, humming happily to yourself until you heard low voices coming from one of the empty classes.
“I will personally make sure to have those claws cut.” You recognised the tone of your brothers voice as you had only heard it once when he had caught you fighting with a bully when you were at school and you knew shit was about to go down.
Tiptoeing over to the door, you peak through the small gap that been left.
“Why would I hurt her?” Logan? Why was Scott fighting with logan? Okay, its not uncommon for them to have a ‘friendly dispute’, but this sounded like it was going to turn nasty soon. And who was it about?
“You’re an animal. Its only a matter of time.” You could clearly see both their faces and almost feel the steam coming off them. That was a low blow and you made a mental note to slap Scott later. No matter what they were arguing about, that was unacceptable.
“I would never hurt her.” Her? Whos her? You slowly push the door open a little bit so you could peak in a little. The way Logan was saying he wouldn’t hurt ‘her’, he sounded hurt and angry that anyone would suggest such a thing. Something in his voice, how it softened when he said ‘her’.
“Why not?” tension was raising and it was going to break. You pushed the door further, ready to jump between them if a fight would break out.
“Because I love [y/n]…”
He loved you.
His eyes met yours as they both looked to you figure in the doorway.
Your hand fell from the door and to your side as you processed what just happened. He loved you and would never hurt you. Your head was spinning and you felt the need to pinch yourself to prove it was real. The beautiful eyes bore into yours, searching for some sort of reaction to his words.
Logan never showed weakness, but he had never felt weaker than now.
Your eyes darted to look out the window at the beautiful picture perfect view.
Logan watched your actions and thought it was rejection. He sighed and took a step forward.
“[y/n]. Im sorry, i didn’t…” Logan was cut off as you stepped forward, put your hands on his shoulders and pulled him down so your lips met his in a sweet kiss.
Logans eyes widened at your sudden and impulsive action but quickly shut as his hands rested on your hips, his lips moving against yours. Your heart was beating hard against your chest but as Logan pulled you closer to his own chest, you couldn’t help but lean on him and let out a soft moan against his lips.
You felt a hand roughly grab your upper arm and rip you away from Logan. Your eyes flew open as you saw Scott pulling you towards him and away from Logan with all his might.
“Scott!” you try to wriggle free of his grip and get back to Logan but it was near enough impossible. You watched Scott carefully and you knew he was glaring at Logan. There was a small bit of you that thought he might take his glasses off!
“You stay away from my sister.” He pulls you so you were behind him, Scott taking a firm stance between you both. You looked at Logan, seeing the hurt flash across his eyes. But it was gone as quick as it came.
“Like hell I will. After a kiss like that!” Logan steps forward, reaching out a hand for you, which you attempted to reach, only for Scott to push you further away. Logan became enraged by this acion and took another step forward, his eyes on Scott as he, once again, held out his hand to you, which Scott slapped away.
That was a bad move.
A animalistic growl escaped Logan throat as he stared at Scott, his eyes becoming somehow darker. Scott stood firm and steady between you too and you knew there was only one way that this could turn out well.
Darting under Scotts arm, you stood between the two men, slightly raising your hand to each of them.
“Don’t do this.” You turn to Scott first, making sure he could see how upset you were over this. As much as he hated to see you get hurt, he hated it more when he was the reason.
“I don’t want to argue with you. You are my brother and I love you, but you need to let me grow up. You have this constant need to keep me from danger, but danger will find me. How would you rather it find me? Defenceless, helpless and weak, unable to defend myself. Or strong and confident? I cant stand up for myself. I can look out for myself. Please, Scott, if it’s a mistake, let me make it. Let me learn?” You plea with him, not looking away from Scott as you tried to read his expression. He let his head fall forward a little, and you knew he was looking at the floor as he sighed.
“Im sorry, [y/n]. I just don’t want to see you get hurt.” He looks back up at you.
You smile at him and walk back to him, wrapping your arms around him. He hugged you back, his hand rubbing circles on your back in a comforting way.
When you pulled away, you smile at Scott, who smiled back at you. His head turned to Logan who was standing behind you still, staying very quiet.
“You hurt her, I swear I will hunt you down.” Scott then gave you one last pat on the shoulder and walked out the room, probably going to fine Jean.
You turn and smile at Logan, who looked like he had just been hit by a tree.
“What just happened?” He asks, looking from the door and back to you, bewildered.
“I think, I think, he okay with us.” You smile, walking over to one of the tables and perching on it, swinging your legs playfully. Logan walked towards you, rather slowly, as if Scott was going to come back and beat him if he got in a certain distance to you.
“So, that kiss?” He asks when he is standing in front of you, his hands coming up and resting on your hips as you allowed him to stand between your legs.
“Yeah?” You look up at him through your eyelashes, biting you lip.
“We should do that again.” He leans closer, his voice dropping. You let out a soft moan of agreement as his lips met your, once again in a sweet kiss.


Anthony Ramos x Reader 
Words: 1194
Anon: A platonic request for Anthony x reader where he’s introducing them to his girlfriend for the first time.  

hey! i wasn’t planning on posting anything but guess who’s being organised? YOU GUESSED IT IT’S ME… just kidding. i’m not organised at all.

MOving on. I had an audition last night for a musical theatre program which was really cool! Then i had work today which was basically me just being half asleep the entire day and screaming internally. How are you guys all going?

I feel like i had a point to this authors note. Apparently not. Well, im going to go to sleep now because i’m home alone and exhausted, so i will most likely see you all again on tuesday! or maybe monday afternoon. Enjoy! 
Requests are open! Also, if you guys ever wanna say hi, please don’t hesitate! I really like talking to you all!



Originally posted by yay4hamlet


“Anthony, I don’t know why you’re so nervous. You get up and perform in front of over a thousand people eight times a week, this should be easy.”

Anthony shrugged, smiling at some fans as you both walked into the Richard Rodgers. “I don’t have to see those people every day of my life. You’re my roommate and my best friend. If I disappoint you, I can’t escape it.”

“How is introducing me to your girlfriend disappointing me down in any way?” You asked, raising your eyebrow at him.

“Well, I mean…”

“Ant, I’ve heard so many amazing things about her. I’ve watched you guys perform together. If anything, I should be nervous. You’re presenting me with talent and beauty and I’m presenting her a mess,” You joked, nudging him playfully.

“You’re not a mess,” Anthony replied, rolling his eyes.

“I snorted milk out of my nose because I was laughing hard at a sexual innuendo,” You replied. “If that isn’t what someone who’s a mess would do, I don’t know what is.”

“Come on (Y/N), it was one time! You have to give yourself credit for all the times you’ve succeeded,” Anthony replied, heading up the stairs. You followed close behind.

“You mean like the time I found twenty dollars on the ground and then got attacked by a squirrel?” You asked. “Yeah, big success.”

“You’re just giving me all the bad examples,” Anthony replied, pouting. “Am I gonna have to push you down the stairs again?”

“See, that would be another one of my flaws. I’m unbalanced and often fall down stairs at your workplace. Maybe you guys should invest in an elevator,” You stated, groaning as you neared the top of the stairs.

“I have nothing to do with the way the building was made. Talk to the big man, he’ll have answers for you,” Anthony replied.

“The big man in the sky?” You asked.

“No, the big man who wrote Hamilton. Lin,” Anthony replied, stopping and turning to look at you as you both reached the top of the stairs. “You’re really not on your game today, are you?”

“Am I ever?” You asked, poking your tongue out at Anthony who face palmed.

“Remind me why I chose to live with you,” He mumbled, heading knocking on the door and heading into the dressing room.

“Let’s see… cheap rent, cool roommate, great view…”

“I thought the roommate was a mess.”

You rolled your eyes. “Yeah, that too. Obviously one of the better points.”

“Of course,” Anthony replied, looking around the dressing room.

“Well, it seems to me that this room is pretty empty. Unless your girlfriend is a cushion… that reminds me! Great cushions! Another incredible reason why you live with me.”

“Stop being silly. This is serious,” He whined, rubbing his face in frustration.

“Aw, is curly annoyed because he can’t find his friend with benefits?”

“You know she’s more than that, and stop calling me curly!” Anthony put his bag down on the couch. You went to copy his actions, raising your eyebrow when he stopped you. “That’s Jasmine’s spot. You can’t put your bag there.”

“You put your bag in my spot all the time. In fact, the reason I’ve been sleeping on the couch is because my bed is covered in your folded clothes!”

“Shush. Follow me.” Anthony grabbed your wrist, pulling you back down the stairs.

“Are we gonna have to walk back up the stairs? Because my legs are already burning and I just don’t know if I have the-“

“Oak! Have you seen Jasmine?” Anthony asked, stopping when he saw his friend. You ran into his back, groaning slightly.


“Pretty sure she’s having some adjustments made on her Maria dress. Basement,” Oak replied.

Anthony smiled at Oak, starting to move down the stairs at full speed. He continued to drag you behind him, stopping when you both arrived in the basement. He smiled wide, dropping your hand and bolting towards a girl in a red dress. You stood back anxiously, watching as he embraced her tightly before being told off by the costume designer. You laughed, covering your mouth when they both turned to look at you.

Anthony cleared his throat, glancing at the spot in front of him and Jasmine. Your eyes widened with realisation as you moved closer to the couple.

“(Y/N), I’d like you to meet Jasmine. Jasmine, this is (Y/N),” Anthony said, the smile not leaving his face. You took Jasmine’s hand, shaking it gently.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Jasmine. I’ve heard so much about you, and I’ve seen you perform a few times too. That note you hit in Say No To This kills me every time,” You said, raising your eyebrow slightly. “Sorry, I sound like a fangirl.”

“No! That’s really cute honestly. Thank you. I’ve heard a lot about you too. Anthony says you’re on Broadway too?”

“Yeah! Well, I’m not as important as you two obviously, I’m just a chorus member in Waitress,” You said, shrugging. “It’s nothing, honestly.”

“Are you kidding me? That’s incredible!” Jasmine replied, smiling. “I love that musical so much! The pies all look so real; I get so hungry whenever I see promo pics.”

“Speaking of being hungry, I need to go eat something before I go to work. Working around those pies is even harder than seeing pictures of them. I have to break the no eating in the dressing rooms rule so often, it’s not even funny,” You replied, smiling at the thought. “Everyone does it honestly.”

“Oh, of course. It’s the same here. Well, except usually with coffee. Which is liquid, so I don’t know if that is exactly food but…”

“Babe, you’re getting a bit off topic,” Anthony said, kissing her forehead lightly.

“Well, I’m allowed to! (Y/N) is cool and we’re gonna be best friends, right?” Jasmine said, turning from Anthony back to you.

“Right! Except, let’s ignite this friendship after the show tonight because I really need to run. Maybe you can come back to ours after the show and we can talk a little more?” You suggested, checking the time on your watch.

“I thought you said I couldn’t bring anyone back on show nights,” Anthony said, raising his eyebrow.

“Well, Jasmine is cool so it’s okay. Plus, I’m going to have time to take a nap before the show, therefore I will be energized by the time we finish work,” You said, shrugging. “Anyway, I really have to go.”

“Of course! You’ve got your key for after the show, right?”

“Uh, hopefully. If not, you’ll get back eventually and I can get in when you do.”

“You’re so unorganized sometimes,” Anthony mumbled, rolling his eyes. He left Jasmine’s side, hugging you quickly. “I’ll see you tonight.”

“Tonight,” You replied, turning to Jasmine. “It was super nice meeting you Jazz, I hope I can call you that by the way. Break a leg tonight and hit that note like an absolute queen!” Jasmine laughed, hugging you tightly.

“Go pretend to eat some pie!” She replied, letting you go. You smiled, waving to the couple and leaving the Richard Rodgers theatre.

This is another small fic dedicated to @atomi-cat‘s Boneheads AU, although this has little to do with the Boneheads themselves. I saw an ask Atomi answered a while back (that I can’t find anymore dangit) that pretty much prompted this: basically, if Glottis is with Arthur and Vivi now, is he helping with searching for Lewis?

Well, my brain had other ideas. Let my two favorite car nerds have some screen time.

I hope you like this, Atomi! And again, I apologize if this deviates from your canon in any way.

Glottis knew what he was good at.

Machines? He could work on those in his sleep.

Playing the piano? Pretty decent.

Gambling? …Well okay, maybe he wasn’t great at it (especially when a few drinks were involved), but it was something he enjoyed.

Comforting people…really wasn’t on that list. Back in the land of the dead, he didn’t have much of a need for that sort of skill, since most people he came across had accepted their afterlives.

Humans, living people, were much different, and Glottis mostly preferred not to get involved. And yet when Vivi came to him for help, hoping that he could somehow convince Arthur to get at least a little sleep, it was hard to say no.

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{1} The War of July 4th (Hamilton X Reader)

Concept: Fourth of July party with the whole shibang + some. As much fluff as possible without making it cringy.

Reader Gender: Female-ish? I used they/them pronouns, sorry to anyone who has been waiting for something other than a female reader ;u;

Notes: This is my thank you for 500 followers!! Sorry I’ve been busy lately, so here’s a little something as I work on the requests :D Also, reader lives in an apartment building with the assassins, because im AC trash. Everyone is single, just maybe a little close with each other for the sake of this fic?? Idk?? theo and burr are siblings?? ALSO I use the terms honey, sweetie, girl (like GURRL), dude, man, and of the like with no gender in mind. I pretty much call everyone girl (super sassy-like) to anyone; just a heads up. I based George’s place on my friend’s house, which I have been lost in before and owns a tennis court and orange grove in her backyard. Enjoy!!

Warnings: cursing, fluff, gay moments, and reader in a blushing and clumsy mess.

Edit: Well, since I have been holding this off for so long, I guess this is also a pre-thanks for 600 followers?? Holy moley thank you everyone??

Edit 2.0: okay so we are almost at 700 FOLLOWERS HOKY SHIT Y’ALL

Edit 3.0: im the worst. Thanks for 700.

Edit 4.0: hahaha im making this two parts dont worry the party is only getting started

You sighed as you turned off your T.V., nothing interesting popping out at your tastes. Today was the Fourth of July, and you had nothing to do. You were grateful for the day off of work, but also bummed because you have done nothing over the course of your morning. Everyone on Snapchat had pictures of them at a hotel somewhere on the coastline, enjoying an extravagant long-weekend vacation, or with their family, cooking food for a patriotic dinner. You were simply moping in your apartment building, dying in the heat of the summer and wishing for some sort of adventure.

It seemed like destiny was on your side, because your phone started ringing a familiar song. You recognized the caller to be Maria, a very close friend to you and part of a large group of other companions. You were curious at why she was calling you, and accepted the call.

“Hey Maria, what’s up?”

“Are you doing anything today? Anything at all?” her smooth voice spoke out. Taken aback by her sudden question, you thought for a moment. You remembered faintly that your twin neighbors invited you to a fireworks sighting with some others who inhabited the building a while ago, but you politely declined. You were quite curious why they were even celebrating the holiday, since they were both from England. You assumed that they didn’t want to go at all, and only asked you to make up for their annoyance from the American tradition.

“Not really. Just planning to by some red, white, and blue cookies on sale and hide from the fireworks. Why you ask?”

“Well, sweetie, Peggy convinced Georgie to host an Independence Day party at his mansion, and literally, everyone is invited. Are you available from right now to maybe, three in the morning?” You made an amused grunt and got up from your couch, already moving to your room so you could get ready. Looks like you were going to have a shitty time at work the next morning.

“Yeah, count me in. But when you say everyone is invited, how many people are we talking about?” Maria made a humming noise as she quickly noted how many party-goers were going to show up.

“Including you and me, honey, there are like, roughly twenty people coming. If you’re planning to bring food, please tell me, because the Washingtons are willing to do the barbecuing.” You felt your stomach go giddy as you pulled out one of your favorite shirts. Finally, something to do that day.

“Okay, so you’re inviting literally every single person you know. Awesome.” Maria let out a creamy laugh that made you smile. Why do all of your friends have to be cute? Like, literally, every single person you considered a friend was mildly to overly attractive. What was wrong with you?

“Basically. Okay, so, Dolly and I are gonna pick you up in like, twenty minutes? The Schuyler girls are currently decorating the house while George is contacting his friends for support, since we’re gonna Americanize the shit out of his place. Everyone else has pretty much said yes to coming, so look pretty and get ready to make bad decisions late at night.” It was your turn to laugh, and Maria had to admit, your voice was sweeter than hers.

“Alright. I’ll see you two in a few.” You both said your goodbyes and you threw your phone on your bed. You didn’t know what to expect at the party, and having it in an extremely large house made it more exciting. Hopefully nothing bad would happen later in the night.



You waltzed down the stairs of your apartment, giving a charming smile at the bellboy, who watched your form go out the door a tad longer than needed. Maria was leaning on the car door by the curb, Dolly at the driver’s seat and staring at her phone. Both looked up and broke out into huge smiles, Maria running up to you for a hug. You giggled as the both of you swayed in a circle, responding in frantic greetings, as it has been awhile since you have gone out with her.

“Finally! Do you have a swimsuit under?” Maria asked, leading you to the vehicle. You nodded and pulled your strap underneath, making it hit your skin.

“I think I’m going to stay in the jacuzzi. I don’t want my hair to get wet, and I want to horde all of the water guns.” Maria gasped at your plan happily and squealed.

“YES! Hold on, we all planned this with the main squeeze. We pre-planned our strategy for the party-war, and it includes numerous nerf guns, forts, and spying.” You gave an excited giggle as you entered the back of the car, Dolly reaching her arm back to hold your hand in greeting.

“(Name)! Honey, it’s been so long since I last saw you? We need to get our main squeeze back together!” You agreed, and clipped your seat belt. The “main squeeze” consisted of you, Maria, Theodosia, and Dolly. Your group was basically a replica of Alexander and his friends, which was quite amusing. Your two groups usually hung out with each other (along with the rich Schuyler’s for money support), your friends always messing with you and saying that the other group of men and Schuyler’s were totally into you. Well, you weren’t exactly complaining, but you ignored their teases, as they usually make your face go red. You loved all of your friends equally, and you never thought that they would have feelings for you.

Yeah, you were kind of naive.

The drive to George’s manor was filled with horrible sing-alongs to Beyonce, checking out strangers in the cars nearby, and constant teasing with you and your multiple ‘admirers.’

“I’m completely sure that the Schuyler’s have the hots for you, (Name). Like no joke, I’ve seen Eliza creep on your Instagram more times than necessary.” Dolly said over the music. Your face waved into a warm feeling as you looked down at your hands.

“R-really? Golly, like, honestly, I’m not that interesting…” you got more quiet as you started rambling, Maria watching your adorable reaction through the rear-view mirror. Your friends joked on how innocent you were with relationships, as you were too shy to actually confess who your crush was. You appealed to all of your friends, who never ceased to make you fumble at the smallest of interactions.

“Honey, you are the life of the party. Never think of yourself as something lower than what you are, because it’s a lie. You know how to make anyone smile, and your whole personality is absolutely beautiful.” Your face heated up more at Maria’s kind words. Dolly nodded in agreement, and you felt like melting. What did you ever do to deserve such amazing and attractive friends?


After a humorous problem with Dolly’s GPS, which included missing your exit five times and lurking around a rich neighborhood long enough for an elderly lady to question the three of you for youthful misdoings, George’s large abode caught your sight. Dolly entered the pin code to open the gates guarding the house, and cruised around the fountain in the middle of the wide outer yard. You smiled as you spotted Peggy hanging a large American flag over the balcony that overlooked the front yard and everything beyond the perimeter of the house. Once the car was parked, you stepped out and waved at Peggy, who gasped and leaned over the stone railing of the overlook.

“(Nick Name)! Come inside, we’re planning everything!” You laughed and nodded, lifting a thumbs up at the ecstatic younger Schuyler. Hearing the beep of the car locking behind you, the three of you went towards the large front door and opened it. You couldn’t help but look up at the amazing house, two pillars making an entrance towards the main halls and living room. The piano area and extra dining table rooms connected on the right and left of the main entrance hall were covered with red, white, and blue decor, any sort of patriotic pride always in your eye sight.

Angelica heard the front door open and walked up to meet you three, you taking off your shoes and touching the white tile and marble floor. The eldest Schuylar hugged the three of you, giving you a slightly longer hug, not that you noticed.

“I’m so glad you can make it, (Name)! Help us decorate the whole dang place before the guys come over.” You nodded politely and made your way into the tall-roofed open kitchen, only to have Angelica stop you.

“Come over to Peggy’s temporary room later, we have debriefing to do.” she said quietly in a semi-serious tone. You let out a short and excited giggle, and winked at Angelica.

“I brought an extra Nerf gun, if that helps.” you told the Schuyler. Dolly, who was listening in, patted you on the back and walked with you towards the kitchen.

“That’s my girl! C’mon, we got a whole bunch of decorations to put up.”

You padded after Dolly and took in the semi-mess. The extravagant couches that served as the living room away from the kitchen area were littered with piles of decorations, waiting to be held up, and the T.V. they faced was currently on a random music channel. George was sitting in the middle of all of the decorations, looking quite glum. He noticed your entrance and made his way towards you, his face in relief.

“(Name), honey, am I glad to see you! These girls have been tormenting my abode with the most atrocious decor, and I cannot handle to set my eyes upon another American flag. Are you here to relieve me of this burden?” You smiled at his familiar posh accent and threw a nearby patriotic table cloth in his face.

“Sorry, Georgie, but I’m here to make this place look more annoying.” You giggled as George playfully yelped like a girl when the decoration touched him. He was actually quite thankful that the cloth was covering his face, because the smallest but most prominent blush was shown on his cheeks from you using Maria’s nickname for him.

“Okay, Angelica, where do we begin?” Dolly asked, jumping up on the granite countertop of the kitchen. You stood by her, looking at the several platters covering the long middle island. There were hot dogs, hamburger patties, fruit, and every other thing imaginable sitting on the table, covered with plastic wrap. You couldn’t wait for the party to start, as Mr. Washington knew how to use the grill quite well.

“Well, Eliza is outside, currently tidying up the place and hiding a few ammo packs here and there,” Angelica announced, saying the last part a little quieter, “and Peggy is upstairs with Maria, drunk-proofing the whole house and making our base.” You tilted your head.

“Our base is upstairs this year? I wanted to go outside again, so we can push Thomas in the pool and watch his hair get messed up again.” Both Dolly and Angelica laughed at your comment, which made you chuckle along.

“Sadly, Alexander called the back lawn as their fort first. The neutral ground this year is the patio, since that is where all of the food is going to be.” You nodded at the new information. This was going to be quite the exciting clash.

Every year since your group got together and started throwing Fourth of July parties, there has been this small rivalry game that popped up. Alexander and his friends, along with Burr, Thomas, James, (and suspiciously Mr. Washington, but there is no evidence), started to shoot Nerf guns at your group of friends near the middle of the party one year. Of course, this has started a prank war, and it still goes on after the party. Little things like a puddle of mayonnaise at their doorstep (thanks Lafayette) or a fake coupon to the store (that’s what you get Lafayette) continue this playful war, but it was usually at the Fourth of July parties where things get really lit.

“We should get to decorating, and discuss battle plans when the whole team is here.” Dolly suggested, lifting up a sparkly, red, white and blue line of stars, along with a few board pins.

“The decoration goal is to have too many that it’ll be a pain in the ass for George and his followers to remove before and after the party is over.” Angelica said.

“I heard that!”


Once most of the decorations were finished, the regal doorbell sounded throughout the house. You were the first to open the door, and instantly smiled when you saw Aaron and Theodosia standing outside. Theodosia ran in for a hug, and you squeezed her waist. You let go of her and greeted Aaron the same way, him a teeny tiny bit more hesitant to return the touchy ‘hello.’

“Awesome to see you guys be the first ones to make it! We’re just about done putting up the decorations, so you can just chill out on the couch while everyone else comes over.” Theodosia nodded and grabbed her brother’s unsuspecting bicep, pulling him along.

“You’ve really outdone the place this year.” Aaron said, looking up and around the ceiling with a faint smile. Theodosia nodded and hummed in agreement.

“It was all Angelica’s idea. She’s the major mom in decoration parties.” Theodosia nudged your side playfully.

“Remember back in middle school when you asked her to decorate your Minecraft themed party?” You let out a loud groan and walked faster, leaving Theodosia and Aaron behind.

“I wanted a good time, but you just have to bully me!” you called over your shoulder, Theodosia laughing and giving breathy “W-wait!” You playfully stuck your tongue out at her and made your way to Peggy’s room. You were going to wait out in there before everyone got together to make battle plans.

You were surprised to actually see Peggy in her room, which is strange to say outloud. You deducted from the pairs of clothes on the large bed and Peggy being almost naked, she was choosing something to wear for the party.

So yeah, Peggy didn’t have a shirt or pants on. Only a simple tube top and spandex with her hair in a bun.

Was your face in a mess.

“Oh! Sorry! Um, I’ll go, and, um, the door, and…” Peggy noticed your absolutely flustered composition and smiled, not at all fazed by your accidental walk in.

“No, it’s alright! You can help me pick something to wear!” the younger Schuyler said excitedly. You nodded, your face still warmer than a Dell laptop, and sat down on her bed. Peggy lifted up a faded and sleeveless shirt that depicted the American flag.

“Should I look like I work at Hollister, Forever 21, or Wet Seal?” she asked, and you giggled.

“You’re not going to swim?” you asked innocently. Peggy shrugged and walked into her open closet, probably looking for a pair of shorts.

“Naw, I’m in charge of placing traps and watching our ammo during the party. Also, I’m too lazy to take a shower after swimming.” You giggled at your friend’s response, and sighed, laying back on the bed.

“What kind of shorts should I wear?” Peggy called from her closet. You thought for a moment, giving an audible groan.

“Um, I don’t know? It’s going to get cold at night so I guess be prepared for that?” Peggy walked out, wearing the shirt she picked out. You sat up and childishly clapped, praising her good choice.

“You know, I wouldn’t mind seeing one of the guys dress up like they work at Hollister.” Peggy giggled as she jumped on the bed next to you, picking out some jean shorts and wiggling them on. You ever-so slightly tilted your head to the side in confusion.

“What do you mean, like in a plaid shirt and jeans? I guess, but that’s what they already wear…” Peggy “tsked” and laid on her bed so she can put on the shorts more effectively.

“You’ve never seen one of the male models for Hollister? You know, the beach-tanned guys who have perfect abs and look like lifeguards and stand outside the store entrance?” You gave a quiet “no” and looked at your friend in more confusion, until you realized her intentions.

“Wha- PEGGY!” you yelped, grabbing the nearest pillow and playfully hitting your friend with it. Peggy finished pulling up her shorts and laughed, putting her hands up to defend herself.

“Oh, come one, (Name), I bet you have thought about it too. Imagine Alexander and his friends…” You felt like melting in a puddle, and you covered your face with your weapon.

“You are unbelieveable, Peggy! Honestly!” you squealed as Peggy shoved you side to side, and you fell on the bed in a fetal position, the pillow still in your grasp.

“C’mon, (Name)! We both know that all of our friends are ripped.” Your response was a loud groan into the pillow, holding it tighter to your form.

Saved by the bell, the rest of your group walked into Peggy’s room and closed the door, effectively locking it. Peggy estatically waved at the group, and you sat up, taking in at who has walked in.

“Just did a count, and I think we’re gonna have uneven teams. I guess it’s good for us, because we’re the team with the most people.” Maria confirmed. Theodosia was sitting with Dolly, who were both against the bed frame on the floor. Eliza and Angelica were standing near the door, Eliza on her phone. Maria sat next to you and crossed her arms, shrugging. “Eliza, can you check if the guys are okay with that?”

Eliza didn’t respond after a few moments, and she looked up from her phone.

“I’m texting them right now, and they are, um, okay with that.” Eliza said, looking back down on her phone, obviously sidetracked from it. Angelica tried looking over her shoulder, but Eliza quickly shrugged away, her phone to her chest.

“Ooooo, I think someone is texting their crush again!” Peggy exclaimed, bouncing on the bed. You giggled, along with everyone else in the room. Eliza looked absolutely confused, but her blush was eminent.

“Peggy, I’m not texting Alexander, if you’re wondering.” You laughed and taunted your friend.

“So you admit that you like Alex?” Eliza’s face grew more flustered and she shook her head.

“Honestly, don’t you remember when he hit on me?” Angelica told her sister, not all glad about the memory.

“Me too, until he found out that Aaron was my brother.” Theodosia spoke up. Everyone in the room laughed.

“We got into a short relationship, like in highschool.” Maria said next, but you hit her with your pillow.

“Liar! You were the one to hit him up first, all because you needed lunch money.” Maria laughed and rubbed your head in a rough manner, messing up all of your hair.

“Yeah, but do you remember when he hit on you during lunch? It was the cringiest thing ever.” You continued to hit your friend with your soft weapon, your teammates snickering. Eliza didn’t look offended or in denial from everyone’s experiences, which you were grateful for.

“I mean, I guess he’s nice, but I honestly think he doesn’t like me.” Eliza said, texting on her phone once more. Angelica waved her hand away, dismissing the topic.

“Okay, so now we’re gonna talk battle plans. I’ve gotten Thomas to join our team, because Alexander doesn’t want him on his.” Angelica stated. “Since we got upstairs as our base, I think we should have someone staying there at all times, just in case the guys decide they want to start early.” Dolly shot her hand up, a sudden eager air in her midst.

“I volunteer to stay upstairs and do everything, because I refuse to talk to everyone else.” Theodosia shoved her friend’s shoulder playfully, shaking her head.

“We will all take turns looking over our base.” Theodosia teasingly shot towards Dolly. “Now, I don’t assume that it’s going to be in Peggy’s room?” Peggy shook her head estatically, and started towards the door.

“We got a good place upstairs! The guys are never gonna find our flag!” You looked towards Angelica.

“It’s Capture the Flag? What does the losing team have to do?” Angelica shrugged at your question.

“Whatever the winning team wants. We should think of things we want Alexander’s team to do, since we’re going to obviously win.” The girls giggled, and all made their way up the stairs. You looked down the hallway and saw Thomas and James walk in, greeting Aaron and George. James was in the side shadow of Thomas, as usual, and he twisted his head towards the commotion.

“Mayday, mayday! Enemy-intruder-man has insight on our position, hurry the fuck up Theodosia!” you rapturously tittered. You lightly shoved Theodosia, who was ahead of you.

Once everyone got up the stairs, Angelica led the line through one of the two double doors in the middle, the sound of non-stop sniggering filling the giant, wide hallway that made the second floor. Once inside the room, you closed both doors, which gave a pitiful slam. Everyone was giggling their heads off, including you.

“Wait, isn’t Thomas on our team?” Eliza spoke up. You looked at your entrance and gave a quiet “oh shit” and opened it, sticking your head out as your teammates giggled their heads off once more. You looked down where everyone came from and saw the noticeable hairstyle of Thomas bounding up. When his head turned around you waved your hand, beckoning him in. Leaving one of the doors open and going inside the room more, you took in your surroundings.

It was a wide conference room, as it seemed. There was a giant, oval table that was made of dark oak wood, several wheeled and cushioned business chairs surrounding it. Under the table were many cardboard boxes, which held all of the Nerf guns, water balloons, and other fun stuff. Off to the right side of the room was a small group of chairs around a short table, and on the left side, two giant, empty book shelves. Across the room from the double doors was a line of giant glass sliding doors, which led to the front outside balcony. The balcony outlooked the front of the property, and you saw the twine holding up a familiar flag flutter in the evening wind.

“Okay, so what I have in mind is that on the balcony, we put the decoy flag, and hide our actual flag somewhere else.” Angelica stated, going under the table to retrieve the decoy. Each team was given a decoy flag and their actual flag, as they can use it for their own advantage. You noticed the door open slightly more as Thomas entered the room, him giving you a small wave and closing the door, in case the enemy tries to cheat.

“I hope I’m not too late? I think Alexander and his friends just came in, and their team is planning things.” Loud whooping coming from downstairs answered Thomas’s suspicions, and everyone gave a small giggle.

“I can go downstairs and check on them if you want, since we are here solely for a party.” Eliza spoke up, already heading out the door. You were surprised at her eagerness to greet the other guys, and you watched her go out the door. What was she up to?

Peggy snickered and nudged your shoulder. “I guess she’s pretty enthusiastic on seeing Alexander.” You shook your head with a small huff. You still had a small thought that Eliza was planning something, and you were hoping that it didn’t jeopardize the whole game.

It probably did.


The plan Angelica laid out was perfect. There was no downside to it, and you were eager to see the opposing team carry out your very commands when they lose their flag. (Not that your team knew what the punishment was going to be, though.) Nonetheless, it was completely fool proof.

You found out something very interesting about George’s large house. It was constructed by some French dude of his who was a close friend and went by the name Louis. Louis apparently added in some “features” that George did not request, like the large orange grove in his backyard or the creepy elevator that seemed to not work at the wrong times, just for kicks. As Maria explained this, she went towards the left bookshelf on the left side of the room, and curled her fingers around the right side of it. Slowly, but surely, Maria (and with the help of Angelica) swung the extremely heavy and stubborn bookshelf to the side like a door, and revealed a hidden space. Upon closer inspection, you could see the hinges on the bookshelf, and after two carpeted stairs down, there was another door. Opening the door, Maria revealed a hidden room, which only held a bed and a long window too high to see out of. The bed held almost every single Nerf gun imaginable, and you were tempted to choose the largest one.

“The flag is in the closet.” Angelica pipped up, and you took notice of yet another door on the far side of the room. “It is currently hidden behind a drawer and several boxes. Whoever will try to get the flag will certainly make a lot of noise.”  Thomas gave a quiet “My God” and raised his hands up.

“May the Lord be with Alexander, because he sure by hell ain’t getting our flag.” Thomas said as he walked out the secret room. You let out a laugh as you followed, ready to celebrate the Fourth of July with all of your friends.

Downstairs, a lot of things were going on. George’s friends recently arrived, whom you recognized to be Samuel Seabury and Charles Lee. Samuel was trying to get his shoes off, and he nearly fell on Charles. Charles simply looked down on his friend with no amusement, George slightly giggling. Looking up, Samuel met eyes with you, and waved as he tried to balance on one leg. Charles rolled his eyes and nodded towards you, before pushing Samuel over and making him ultimately fall on his butt. You giggled at their antics and walked through the living room, noticing James sitting alone on the couch. As everyone greeted each other, you sat next to James.

“Oh, hi (Name).” James spoke up, giving you a kind smile. You smiled back, already enjoying the company of your anxiety-filled friend. James was always laid back, only speaking up when it really mattered. Even being a sick kid, you knew he could care for himself. Well, most of the time.

“Sorry about running away from you earlier. Important team stuff.” James let a small chuckle, looking back towards the majority of his team.

“No, it’s alright. Our team had a little talk outside as well, so I guess it kind of works out.” James wiped his eyes, giving a small chuckle to ease the short silence between the two of you. “My apologies, George has some flowers out there that are really in bloom.” You patted James on the head for support, knowing how bad his allergies can get.

“It’s alright! I’ll go easy on you when the game starts.” You winked after saying this, and James chuckled softly once more, looking away for his face was quite warm.

“It’s alright! You don’t have to, since I’m probably going to get out anyways.”


“They made me part of the ‘front lines,’ and with all of these dang flowers and their pollinating I won’t be able to throw water balloons at anyone.” You were about to respond when suddenly someone jumped over the leather couch and rolled down to yours and James’ lap, which mostly surprised James more than you.

“(Name), delighted to see you here. Jemmy, hoping you aren’t giving away team secrets.” John acknowledged. He put his hands behind his head, which was partially in your lap. He gave a flirtatious wink as he looked up at you, his bright smile tugging one of your own out.

“Come here often?” he said, then blew a kiss as you giggled. You pushed him off of your lap (with the help of James) and stood up. John yelped and quickly turned over, catching you flipping him off.

“Only when I’m called, Jacky.” You responded, and you gave a small wave to James. You walked over to Maria in the kitchen, who was holding a dish towel and having an extensive conversation with Alexander and Hercules.

“No, you cannot have any cookies, because we have to wait for the Washingtons to get here.” She spoke out, swatting Hercules on the shoulder with her weapon when he tried to reach for the plate once more. You giggled and stood by her side, bringing an arm around her waist. Of course, she didn’t mind your gesture, but was a little taken back. You winked at Hercules, and he leaned back. It was a good idea to make amends with some of the other team, since you knew Hercules was the best at sneaking around.

“These cookies are for Team Pretty Petty Liars, and are open for the public when the party actually starts.” You announced to the two boys, grabbing a few cookies from under the plastic wrap with the arm around Maria. Thankfully, she didn’t notice, and you hid them behind your back. Hercules gave a small smirk, and Alexander crossed his arms. You took note of how his hair was in the dumb but adorable pig tails again, and how serious he looked with an American flag-themed snapback and dark sunglasses.

“Well, Team T.M.N.Triots demand some cookies before the party starts, because we have a very hungry team captain and lead spy captain.” Alexander responded, easing his lips into a sly smile and leaning on Hercules’ arm as if it was a wall. His douche level was at maximum, and you had to give props to how hard Alexander was trying. Of course, he was never like this in real life.

“Besides, who do you guys have as your team captain? They’ll have to go against moi.” Alexander flicked on of his pig tails in attempt to flip his hair, looking off in the distance. Hercules stepped aside, which made Alexander stumble for a quick second and cause you to laugh.

“We have Angelica as our team captain this year, and she is way tougher than you.” Maria taunted. You gave a quiet “Yeah!” in support to your friend’s statement, and took one cookie from your secret stash and placed it in your mouth. Maria noticed the sweet and how it magically made it in your hands. Before she could ask questions, you dashed back to the hallway and to the open piano room next to the front door. You found Lafayette with George and his crew, who were all on their phones.

“I was never here.” You quickly spoke up as you hid behind the piano. Samuel, who was sitting on the piano seat and leaning on the instrument, hid you with his legs as you heard Maria steam down the hallway, probably going to Peggy’s room to look for you.

“Oh, Maria, darling!” George spoke up. You shot him several glares and put a find to your lips, hoping he wouldn’t blow your cover. If he did, then you were going to make sure he wasn’t going to stray from your water balloons.

“What is it, Georgy.” Maria’s smooth voice spoke up, stopping slightly. You pressed your body against Samuel’s legs, eating the cookie that was still in your mouth. George shifted slightly so he could face Maria and gave a sweet smile.

“You look lovely today, sweetie.” Maria had dead eyes as George kept his stance, and Maria huffed.

“If you spammed my Snapchat again, George, I’m not accepting that apology.” Once your friend walked a well enough distance away, you got in a more comfortable position and faced the rest of the room.

“I swear to the Lord, if you had given my position away…” George simply laughed as he went back to his phone, scrolling aimlessly.

“I would never dream of it, darling.” You rolled your eyes, and ignored the fact that your stomach made a few flutters at the word ‘darling.’ Honestly, you had to get your emotions in check.

“Oooo, (Name), can I pretty please have a cookie?” Samuel asked sweetly, noticing the stash you were protecting on your lap. George spoke up again before you could move.

“Samuel, you promised me that we were both going to lay off the cookies this month. Just wait a  few more weeks before we can forget about our beach bodies.” Samuel seemed to deflate at his friend’s comment, but didn’t complain. You admired at how Samuel was best friends forever with George, even if he could be a bit nasty and stuck up at times. Out of pity, you secretly placed a cookie on the piano seat next to Samuel, whose face instantly lit up. He mouthed a silent ‘thank you’ before popping the whole cookie in his mouth, and you smiled widely. Standing up to walk back to the party, you quickly placed a cookie in Charles’ and Lafayette’s laps, making sure George didn’t see your dealing of the sweets. Charles was surprised by your generosity and gave a genuine smile in your direction, and you placed a finger to your lips once more. The cookie in Lafayette’s lap disappeared just as quickly it was placed there, and he looked up from his phone to give you a quick wink.

The doorbell rang through out the large house, and a few people in the living room cheered, as they all knew who it was. Lafayette was quicker on his feet than you and went to open the large door.

“Mr. and Mrs. Washington!” Time for a hell of barbecuing.

anonymous asked:

High school AU!! How would RFA and V and Unknown ask MC to prom?!

i will now attempt my longest yeah boy,ever



  • be cool Yoosung just bE COOL
  • “Yoosung, you alright? you’re acting kind of weird today”
  • ffffuck, he wasnt cool enough
  • “y-yea MC! i’m fine! i’m like, totally cool. cool as a cucumber”
  • cool as a cucumber?? what the hell is coming out of this kids mouth right now i sWEAR
  • Yoosung was walking MC to their third period like he did everyday
  • side by side, the back of Yoosungs hand brushes MC’s
  • he yanks his hand away, feeling jumpier than normal
  • “okay seriously, whats with you? did my skin sting you or something?” 
  • “NO! no, no i swear”
  • Yoosung wipes his palms off on his pants
  • okay, this was it
  • Yoosung knew that on the board in MC’s classroom it was going to say in big letters
  • it was gonna be GREAT
  • Yoosung opens the door to MC’s classroom, ready for the big reveal
  • “thanks, Yoosung! i’ll catch you at lunch!”
  • wait….the board is totally blank??!?
  • “yea….cya then…”
  • Yoosung takes out his phone and dials Sevens number
  • “hey, tiger! howd the promposal go?”
  • “it didnt! Seven, i told you to write the message on the board for today! what the heck happened?!”
  • “i did, i did! room B-134, right?”
  • Yoosung smacks his forehead with his free hand
  • “no, you idiot. room D-134. D as in dog”
  • “oooooh…..uh-oh….”
  • this is the last time Yoosung trusts Seven with anything
  • Yoosung pokes his head into MC’s classroom, thankfully the bell hasnt rung yet
  • “MC, i need to ask you something”
  • “whats up, Yoosung?”
  • “well ive been wanting to ask you think for awhile now and i had this big plan with a cute message but stupid Seven ruined it and well i-”
  • “Yoosung, you’re rambling again”
  • “right, right. MC, will you go to prom with me?”
  • MC’s face turns bright red at Yoosungs sudden proposal
  • suddenly they’re even more of a nervous wreck than he was
  • “um yea i mean, i’d love to, Yoosung”
  • score


  • thank god Zen had some acting skills under his belt
  • he’s a nervous wreck right now, but thankfully he knows how to hide it
  • unlike a certain smol blonde boy
  • “hey, MC! how about you let me drive you home today?”
  • “are you sure thats alright?”
  • “of course, cutie! it’s on the way to my place anyway”
  • so Zen and MC enjoy a short car ride together, in which MC sings along to all Zen’s favorite songs loudly and out of key
  • in case you were wondering Zens favorite songs are chained up, growl, blood sweat and tears, and sometimes hard carry
  • he just laughs at how adorable they are and tries to refrain from dancing while he drives
  • “thanks for the ride, Zen!”
  • “the pleasure was all mine. i’ll walk you to the door”
  • MC says goodbye to Zen, unlocking their front door and opening it
  • they turn to walk inside and see a pathway of rose petals lit up on either side by rows of small candles
  • it smelled like vanilla…MC’s favorite scent
  • “Zen, did you-”
  • “just follow the petals, sweetheart”
  • Zen was smiling sweetly, his face lit only by the light coming from the candles
  • MC walks along the path of red petals that led to their bedroom
  • their room was lit by dozens of candles
  • and on their bed spelled out in rose petals was the word
  • “PROM?”
  • MC gasps and covers their mouth
  • they turn to Zen, whos still wearing the same sweet smile
  • “oh, Zen…”
  • “what do you say, MC?”
  • “yes!!”
  • Zen probably didnt know this
  • but MC wanted to go to prom with Zen more than anything


  • stabucks study session with MC
  • only this time, Jaehee has a trick up her sleeve
  • she’s doing something when MC walks through the doors
  • “hey, Jaehee! let me just grab a drink and i’ll be there in a sec
  • Jaehee gestures to a mug sitting across from her
  • “i got your drink already, MC! chai latte, right?”
  • “you’re the best, Jaehee”
  • MC pics up the mug and notices some writing on it
  • “I must ask you a question…”
  • they turn the mug around to look at the other side
  • “…drink up!”
  • “whats this, Jaehee? a hidden message?”
  • “why dont you finish your latte and find out?”
  • while MC and Jaehee study, they slowly drain their mug of its contents until it’s finally empty
  • MC moves the cup away from their face, peering into the bottom
  • “prom?”
  • “oh, Jaehee!”
  • Jaehee reaches across the table and grabs MC’s hands
  • “well, what do you say?”
  • “yes! yes, of course i’ll be your date to prom!”
  • Jaehee smiles
  • this is her first time having a real date to prom


  • Jumin was just going to ask MC to prom
  • like just a casual “please be my date to the prom” over lunch or something
  • but when he started talking to Jaehee about it
  • “im thinking of asking MC to prom, Jaehee”
  • “oh, thats so romantic, how? are you going to get flowers? chocolates? presents?”
  • “i’m just….going to ask her?”
  • Jaehee has never been more disappointed
  • “Jumin no…”
  • so thanks to Jaehee, Jumin has a great plan to ask MC to prom that they HAVE to say yes to (according to her)
  • tbh Jaehee and Jumin fought a lot over how he should ask MC to prom before finally coming to a compromise
  • he planned a study session with MC on saturday
  • they came to his door, backpack slung over one shoulder and a couple textbooks held next to their chest
  • “good morning, Jumin!”
  • “good morning”
  • MC waslk past him, throwing their backpack and books on the floor
  • “wheres my cute Elizabeth 3rd on this fine morning?”
  • MC scans the room for their favorite feline friend
  • “last i saw she was resting on the couch. why dont you go greet her?”
  • Jumin smiles
  • he loves the way MC is so good with Elizabeth
  • he stays behind to collect MC’s belongings while they rush to say hello to Elly
  • “oh? whats this?”
  • he hears them say from the other room
  • MC removes a small piece of pink paper that was attached to Elizabeths collar, reading it out loud
  • “MC, i think you would make the puuuuurrfect date for Jumin at prom. dont you agree?”
  • Jumin comes into the room when he hears MC read the note
  • they stroke Elly gently on the head, speaking in a quiet voice
  • “to be honest, Elizabeth, i completely agree!”
  • MC looks up at Jumin
  • “i’d love to be your date!”
  • wow, Jumin kind of cant believe he just pulled off his first…
  • oh, what did Jaehee call it…
  • promposal?


  • “boo!”
  • “gah!”
  • MC was fiddling with their locker combination when Seven decided to scare the shit out of them
  • “geez Seven, why do you do this every damn day?”
  • Seven leans against the locker next to MC’s: the picture of a chill high school boy
  • he really tends to overdo it though
  • he leans closer to MC
  • “cause it’s funny every damn day”
  • MC rolls their eyes, pulling their combination lock down to open their locker
  • “hah-hah. Seven i swear, sometimes you’re just too much-”
  • MC opens their locker door, and are bombarded by
  • a bunch of…giant raisins?
  • the things spill out, it seems like hundreds of them, all over the floor where MC stands
  • alright, what the fuck
  • when all the over sized raisins are done pouring out of MC’s locker, the only thing remaining is a single note card
  •  MC, deciding to ignore all the fruit that just cascaded out of their locker, picks up the note card
  • i mean, when your best friend is 707, you’re kind of used to some crazy shit happening every once in awhile
  • they bring it to their face, reading the small, sloppy lettering
  • “will you be my date to prom?”
  • MC looks down at the scattered fruit on the ground
  • “ooohh….these are….”
  • they look back at Seven whose still leaning against the locker, but now holds a single rose
  • he wears a big smile, cheeks red
  • he doesnt speak, but raises his brows excitedly as if to say
  • get it?
  • MC takes the flower from him
  • “of course i’ll be your date, Seven”
  • his smile gets even bigger
  • “but only because we make such a great pear”
  • suddenly Seven wishes he had asked MC to marry him instead of just be his date to prom


  • V has never really been the best at…puns…
  • or grand gestures…
  • which are both the main elements of a promposal
  • but he wanted to take MC to prom so badly
  • so, with a little help from joke master Seven and romance master Zen
  • V finally had the perfect promposal ready for MC
  • they came home from school one day to find V standing among dozens of colorful balloons
  • like, their living room was stuffed
  • “V, what-”
  • he holds up a sign that reads
  • PROM? it would really BLOW if you said no!
  • MC starts giggling when they read the sign
  • they cant believe V would so something like this for them
  • “V, you dont need to fill my living room with balloons to convince me to go to the dance with you”
  • V’s face turns red
  • “i-i know…i just wanted to do something sweet for you”
  • and it was so incredibly sweet
  • but what are they going to do with all of these balloons?


  • promposals are sappy and lame and the stupid puns people use arent even funny just
  • even prom itself is overrated HONESTLY
  • but according to Yoosung, a good way to let someone know you like them is to ask them to prom
  • so Saeran has to do this shit
  • but honestly, it would be nice to slow dance with MC…
  • aNYWAY,
  • Saeran sits down at lunch and everyone is there except for MC
  • “so, Saeran, i heard you were going to ask MC to prom”
  • Seven smirks at Saeran
  • he glares at Yoosung
  • “sorry, Saeran…you know i’m bad at secrets…”
  • he rolls his eyes
  • “yea. what of it?”
  • “well, how are you gonna do it? a big poster?”
  • “god no. too tacky”
  • “write them a letter sprayed with a little bit of your cologne?”
  • “what the hell, Seven?”
  • “hey man, i’m just spit ballin’ here”
  • “i suggest you both shut up. MC’s about to sit down” Jaehee cuts in
  • MC greets everyone as they approach the table and sit down next to Saeran
  • “so, MC! have a date to the big dace?” Seven immediately says
  • “ not at the moment”
  • “have anyone in mind?”
  • “i thought we were all going as a group…?”
  • “well yea but dont you want to have like a date?”
  • MC tilts their head
  • “Seven, what the hell-”
  • “Seven….” Saeran growls at him
  • Seven quickly shuts his mouth
  • “alright, am i missing something?” MC crosses their arms
  • ……….
  • “i…i wanted to take you to the dance”
  • “what?”
  • “prom. i want to be your date for prom.”
  • “Saeran?”
  • “what?”
  • MC was smiling brightly
  • “i’d love to go to prom with you!”
  • Saeran looks up and starts to smile too
  • they…they really wanted to go to prom with him!
  • i mean prom was totally lame but…
  • nice :)


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