this one just looks so pretty alone

4

This scene man. I have a lot to say about this scene but also Im at such a loss for words.

For those of you who haven’t read the manga these lines were added in.

And personally I found it added so much more to both her character and death.

We knew NOTHING about Nanaba’s past other than she was one of the few remaining veterans alive from before the fall of the walls. Erwin, Mike, Hanji, Nanaba, and Levi were the only veterans from the survey corps everyone else came in later on after the fall.

Thats literally all we knew.

Aside from the fact that she looked up to Mike but really who wouldn’t? He was humanity’s strongest soldier until Levi came around. He was also her squad leader. Who wouldn’t look up to a man like that?

But this. Fuckin’. Scene. Right. Here.

It gave us insight into her past. Granted its only canon in the anime but thats perfectly fine with me and probably a lot of you too for once. (Since normally most manga readers aren’t fond of changes in the story)

Because now we know more about an amazing soldier.

Her father obviously heavily abused her if while being /ripped apart/ by /titans/ she saw him doing it instead. Its pretty obvious she was hallucinating. Possibly from blood loss. I mean she did have her leg torn off. Also maybe from the amount of sheer pain she was going through. Just like Mike, Nanaba was ripped into pieces by a bunch of smaller titans. An agonizing death for sure.

And think, her father abused her so heavily yet she still went and became one of the stronger soldiers in the Survey Corps (Well I always assumed she was since shes one of the only survivors from before the fall)

Look how many titans she took out on her own alone. Both her and our boy Gelgar took out even more together. They didn’t even keep count.

Survey Corps soldiers take pride in how many titans theyve killed because it shows how skilled they are. But these guys weren’t worried about their skill at the time being. They were worriedabout saving a bunch of defenseless kids. Sure they’re all trained soldiers but currently they had no weapons or gear aside from a single knife.

They weren’t looking for fame. They even admitted from the beginning they thought they were going to die. For a moment there was hope they wouldn’t but they quickly lost it once more titans attacked and they lost two of the four capable soldiers.

So I had cause to rewatch episode 3 of Critical Role today, and that one has some Dang Good Moments:

  • The world’s most awkward assassination. Vex has her very dramatic and badass “We’ll rescue her, and we’re going to kill your god!” line, and then everyone just sort of looks at each other awkwardly for like five full seconds of silence, and Vax just sort of grins with a “?????” expression and finally slits the duergar’s throat.
  • All the various watches standing guard at night fail to roll well enough to figure out what’s up with the seal of Bahamut carved into the wall over their camp, so it’s just a long procession of, “Huh, that’s pretty.”
  • Scanlan sneaks alone into a war camp and gets front-row seats to the brain-sucking extravaganza.
  • Vox Machina actually comes up with what might be their best and most successful plan yet: use Hallucinatory Terrain to slightly extend a chasm overlooking a 1000-foot drop and lure the enemies into charging forward. It still involves Grog calling it a “rim job”, Vax flicking double-birds, Vax nearly losing the flying carpet permanently, Vax nearly dying, and a lot of confused yelling, but hey, that’s about par for the course.
  • The Wrath of Vex, Prequel Edition: “You lost our flying carpet, you unconscious bastard!”
  • Vex and Keyleth rebelling and stealing the carpet to go check out a cave.
  • Vex and Keyleth managing to make friends (allies) with a mind flayer. Keyleth gives him a tulip. Scanlan sings him a song based on “Sexual Healing”, which he enjoys thoroughly. Everyone tries to name him Clarence. What is this show.
  • My favorite thing is this room full of professional voice actors doing a full-body sympathetic cringe every time Matt pulls out his throat-destroying Clarota voice.

marlene-fletcher  asked:

what if before spiderman or deadpools identities are revealed keith/spiderman has a huge crush on lance and lance/deadpool has a thing for spiderman but keith just sees deadpool as a big mouth merc and lance just sees keith as some introverted emo and so of course this results in pining idiots... sorry;;

Mmm smth like that! Of course people can play with this au however they like but here is how i see it..

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Polynesian AU stuff

So, I think I should start making theme posts for my Polynesian AU or as you like to call it Moana AU (both variants are welcome). Since many of you seemed pretty much interested in this story I’ll try to give you a brief idea of what this whole thing is about.

Sorry for my clumsy English :)

Timeline. The story is set about one and a half century after Maui stole Te Fiti’s heart and everything became hell. All the monsters released from Lalotai and darkness spreading quickly and destroying islands made many tribes search for safe areas to stay, and if they used to be more peaceful back then when the ocean was a safer place now they had to fight for their land and protect it from the newcomers. Overall, sailing wasn’t forbidden but people were slowly losing that special connection with the ocean their ancestry used to have.

Turtles. And that’s where we should start speaking about the turts. In this AU all four brothers (not blood-related) are sons of Tu - god of war in Polynesian mythology. There’s a legend (made up of course) that when the number of tribe wars and monster attacks increased other gods made Tu help the people. He decided to send his guardians which would protect people from Lalotai monsters and maybe prevent some war cases. Following what the legend tells the strongest of female sea turtles (turtles are considered to be a symbol of strength and war) gave their eggs to Tu and he placed them on small islands in different regions. One of those islands was our turtles’ birthplace.

Firstly, their names are different in this story. I tried to choose the most fitting ones.

  • Leo is a green sea turtle named Lono which means “peace and prosperity
  • Raph is a leatherback sea turtle named Rapa which means “giant”
  • Donnie is also a green sea turtle named Roro which means “brain” (there’s a lack of names and even words starting with D in Maori and Hawaiian languages so I had to put up with this variant, it isn’t half bad I think)
  • Mikey is a loggerhead sea turtle named Maika which means “good”

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STRANGER THINGS SENTENCE MEME

episode 001-004.

  • ‘something’s coming. something hungry for blood.’
  • ‘wait a minute. did you hear that?’
  • ‘we’re in deep shit!’
  • ‘don’t be a pussy!’
  • ‘just twenty more minutes!’
  • 'yeah, she’s turning into a real jerk.’
  • ‘the cause of the power outage is still unknown.’
  • ‘he came home last night, right?’
  • ‘that’s disgusting.’
  • ‘do it, freak!’
  • ‘it’s like you have superpowers or something.’
  • ‘we just made out a couple times.’
  • ‘i’ll climb through your window. she won’t even know i’m there.’
  • ‘mornings are for coffee and contemplation.’
  • ‘he’s not like that. he wouldn’t do that.’
  • ‘the entire east wing will be evacuated within the hour.’
  • ‘she can’t have gone far.’
  • ‘you think you can steal from me, boy?!’
  • ‘this isn’t some lord of the rings book.’
  • ‘do i make myself clear?’
  • ‘is that why you ran away?’
  • ‘you gotta answer a few of my questions first.’
  • ‘all i know is that she’s scared to death.’
  • ‘you think we got a problem here?’
  • ‘we should be helping look for him.’
  • ‘i always had a distaste for science.’
  • ‘i always figured there was enough going on down here, i never needed to look elsewhere.’
  • ‘this is crazy.’
  • ‘smile looks good on you.’
  • ‘we’re not going back.’
  • ‘i know i haven’t been there for you.’
  • ‘i don’t even barely know what’s going on with you.’
  • ‘i should’ve been there for him.’
  • ‘this was not your fault.’
  • ‘do you guys hear that?’
  • ‘is that blood?’
  • ‘you’re freaking her out!’
  • ‘this is mental.’
  • ‘she’s probably a psycho.’
  • ‘and tomorrow night, we go back out.’
  • ‘hey, um… i never asked your name.’
  • ‘i can’t eat.’
  • ‘you can’t get like this, okay?’
  • ‘we’ve been waiting six hours.’
  • ‘we’ve been searching all night.’
  • ‘he was scared.’
  • ‘if he sees the cops, he’ll think he’s in trouble. he’ll hide.’
  • ‘he’s good at hiding.’
  • ‘cops are good at finding.’
  • ‘you’re in trouble, aren’t you?’
  • ‘they want to hurt you? the bad people?’
  • ‘just stay here, okay? stay here.’
  • ‘what do you say? are you in or out?’
  • ‘oh god… that’s depressing.’
  • ‘i just wanted to say, you know, um… i’m sorry about everything. everyone’s thinking about you.’
  • ‘he’s a smart kid.’
  • ‘all that matters is, after school, the freak will be back in the loony bin, and we can focus on what really matters.’
  • ‘pretty.’
  • ‘just trust me, okay?’
  • ‘i’m so sick of your excuses.’
  • ‘he’s not coming, is he?’
  • ‘you shouldn’t like things because people tell you you’re supposed to.’
  • ‘i don’t know where my boy is. he’s gone.’
  • ‘did you see him? last night? on the road?’
  • ‘i’m not mad at you.’
  • ‘is everything okay?’
  • ‘promise.’
  • ‘i need you alive for the next few days, at least.’
  • ‘missing kid, suicide… you must feel like a big city cop again, huh?’
  • ‘are you out of your mind?!’
  • ‘i think she knows what happened to him.’
  • ‘do you know where he is?!’
  • ‘stop it! you’re scaring her!’
  • ‘that boy was never very good at taking care of himself.’
  • ‘why am i just hearing about this?’
  • ‘it’d be super weird if i’m not there…’
  • ‘it’s just a loud noise. it’s okay.’
  • ‘they won’t tell anyone about you. they promise.’
  • ‘we wouldn’t have upset you if we knew you had superpowers.’
  • ‘what is “friend”?’
  • ‘you promised that you’d go.’
  • ‘we’re gonna have a great time.’
  • ‘he just wants to get into your pants…’
  • ‘make sure i don’t get drunk and do anything stupid.’
  • ‘you ever feel cursed?’
  • ‘hey, come back inside.’
  • ‘you are a cliché, you do realise that?’
  • ‘yeah, she’s smart, you douche!’
  • ‘you’re bleeding.’
  • ‘just go ahead and go home, okay?’
  • ‘jesus, you scared me!’
  • ‘i didn’t think it’d be a big deal.’
  • ‘you can talk to me.’
  • ‘nothing happened.’
  • ‘you need to stop this, okay?’
  • ‘people are looking for him and they’re going to find him.’
  • ‘can you just try and get some sleep? can you do that for me?’
  • ‘you seriously think that the weirdo knows where he is?’
  • ‘if there is something out there, i’m gonna shoot it in the eye - and blind it.’
  • ‘use your powers, okay?’
  • ‘if you get hungry, eat his snacks, okay?’
  • ‘i know the kid’s not in there, but i gotta check off this box.’
  • ‘no one breaks in here. certainly not some kid.’
  • ‘who’s in charge here?’
  • ‘science doesn’t make any damn sense to me.’
  • ‘i seriously have no idea who you’re talking about.’
  • ‘he’s in danger.’
  • ‘he’s dead.’
  • ‘i’m a dick.’
  • ‘he must really have something to hide.’
  • ‘yeah, this isn’t creepy at all.’
  • ‘this is called stalking.’
  • ‘that’s the thing about perverts. it’s hard-wired into them. you know, they just can’t help themselves.’
  • ‘maybe she freaked out when you went all psycho on the psycho.’
  • 'why did they hurt you?’
  • ‘friends tell the truth.’
  • ‘i understand.’
  • ‘tell me what to do.’
  • ‘i think something happened. something terrible.’
  • ‘this is CIA-sanctioned research.’
  • ‘i’m not saying that there’s some grand conspiracy. i’m just saying maybe something happened.’
  • ‘maybe he was in the wrong place at the wrong time and he saw something that he shouldn’t have.’
  • ‘hiding.’
  • ‘don’t waste your time with her.’
  • ‘we are not calling the cops!’
  • ‘please tell me it’s not the kid.’
  • ‘you were supposed to help us find him alive.’
  • ‘why did you lie to us?’
  • ‘what is wrong with you?’
  • ‘whoever you found is not my boy.’
  • he was hiding from that thing.’
  • ‘you’ve gotta stop this…’
  • ‘you’re talking about grief.’
  • ‘i swear to you, i know what i saw. and i’m not crazy.’
  • ‘i’m not saying that you’re crazy.’
  • ‘i need you to believe me.’
  • ‘i want you to try and get some sleep, if you can.’
  • ‘can you please stop that?’
  • ‘i thought we were friends, you know? but friends tell each other the truth.’
  • ‘you hurt me.’
  • ‘are you sure you’re gonna be alright here by yourself?’
  • ‘screw his funeral!’
  • ‘yeah, okay, but why didn’t you just talk to me? that’s crazy.’
  • ‘i don’t know… i was scared.’
  • ‘my parents are gonna murder me!’
  • ‘this is not an okay time for you to shut down.’
  • ‘maybe he’s haunting us.’
  • ‘he’s out there somewhere. all we have to do is find him.’
  • ‘you look pretty good.’
  • ‘we just talked.’
  • ‘the troopers are on duty and you should be safe because we think this is just an isolated incident.’
  • ‘remember, if anyone sees us, look sad.’
  • ‘do you think you can open it?’
  • ‘abort.’
  • ‘she’s missing and something terrible happened to her. i know it! and no one is listening to me!’
  • ‘just leave me alone!’
  • ‘pull me out! pull me out!’
  • ‘what? who is interested in this? this is so stupid.’
  • ‘mouth-breather.’
  • ‘i think that’s a real messed up thing to do.’
  • ‘grief shows itself in funny ways.’
  • ‘i shouldn’t have come here today.’
  • ‘she’s smart. she’s real smart.’
  • so why are you lying to me, man?’
  • ‘what’s your problem, bud?’
  • ‘stick your nose someplace else.’
  • ‘thanks for ruining the game, dick.’
  • ‘you’re gonna get us both killed!’
  • ‘she’ll find him.’
  • ‘i need you to find him.’
  • ‘hurt him?’
  • ‘i i guess i’d rather observe people than, you know…’
  • ‘jesus, the hell happened?’
Conditioned (Part 3)

(Tae questions whether his desire for you is futile but continues to let his lust drive all his decisions.)

Warning:  Around 9000 words.  Lots and lots of dirty stuff happens. Female dom, male sub. Oral.  Dry humping.  Non-traditional sense of sexual morality.  


 “I should have known you had an ulterior motive for coming here.  This place was too far away from home to come for lunch.”  Tae eyed Jin from across the table.  Jin had stopped by his apartment earlier, asking Taehyung to go eat at a new restaurant across the street from the mall.  Tae had been reluctant to go, preferring to spend his day off from work at home playing video games and ordering delivery instead of venturing out into the rain to go across town to eat.  However, Jin was insistent, saying he had a coupon that expired today and offered to pay for everything.

Now that their meal was over, the truth was coming out.  Jin had just asked the waiter to bring another order of food, wrapped to go.  “There’s no ulterior motive.  I just thought that since we were eating so close to Youngsook’s store, I’d get her some food too.  It’s one of her favorite places to eat.”

“If you wanted to see your girlfriend, you didn’t need to bring me along.  Why didn’t you just bring her here on her lunch break?” Tae knew there had to be more to this story.

“Saturdays are their busiest day, so she never leaves to get a proper meal.  She usually just gets a coffee and some bread from the bakery next door.  I’ll look like hero coming in with an honest-to-god meal from her favorite restaurant.” Jin fidgeted in his seat while looking at Tae.  “Plus, I need you there with me when I deliver the meal. She won’t throw the food at my head or yell at me if you are there.”

Tae crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair, raising his eyebrows in a silent question towards Jin.

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Kat’s Fic Recs: Sterek (under 10k)

*Yes, yes the first three are over 10k but they’re worth it!

For @prettyinsoulpunk, hope this makes your week better! 💖💖💖

On The Bus by bibliosexxual (13,299)

“Yeah,” Erica says with exaggerated slowness, “I did like Kira, and now I like Boyd. I’m bi.”

“Bi?”

“Bisexual?” Erica prompts. “As in, not gay or straight?”

Stiles is pretty sure his entire mind explodes. “You can like guys and girls? That’s a thing?”

Erica looks at him like, What planet are you from? “Uh, yeah. As long as they’re hot, I don’t care what gender they are.” She pokes him in the side, and he jumps. He’s always been ticklish, and unfortunately Erica knows it. “What about you? You ever like guys, Stilinski?”

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In which Stiles and Derek ride the bus to school together, and there are bisexual awakenings.

You’ll Grow Into Your Skin by crossroadswrite (11,847)

“So funny story,” Stiles winces, “Remember when I joked you couldn’t get me pregnant?”

Derek nods his head. He remembers pretty much everything from that day.

“Right,” Stiles bobs his head, stops himself and does a little ta-da gesture towards Jacy, “Surprise?”

This is honestly so so cute and heartwarming. I don’t read much mpreg but this was so good and I recommend it 100%.

Word By Word by Cobrilee (11,843)

The first time Derek sees the words, he’s had a really shitty day. Laura was on his case again, all in the name of sisterly love, of course, and Cora was wielding her usual acerbic wit like a rapier. He’d gotten to the scene of a shooting too late and the victim had died before Derek could call for an ambulance. His Camaro had gotten a flat and while he was attempting to change the tire on the side of the road, someone drove by and sent a wave of muddy water arcing, drenching him, and he was cold, muddy, and miserable.

Then, as he was sliding into the front seat after toweling off as best as he could, he felt something prickling on his arm and glanced down. Shaky, thin lines began appearing, little by little, and he could do no more than stare as the infamous phrase formed on his arm.

Are you 18?

‘Til It Hurts or Bleeds or Fades by WeAreTheCyclones (10,731)

“For the peace and happiness of our friends, and that of Beacon Hills at large, can you please give us a warning if you two are ever headed for a nuclear fallout?”

Stiles scoffs. “What are you talking about?”

“The tension between you two rises with each passing year. For awhile there, it seemed to be turning into the sexy kind, but now it feels more like the murder kind.”

No Day But Today by fauvistfly (9,527)

“If you don’t change it successfully, you’ll be doomed to repeat it,” Deaton says, his face impassive despite the seriousness of his words.

“Repeat the day?” Stiles parrots, trying to wrap his head around what they’re attempting to do, the ridiculousness of his life and how it now involves time travel.

in which things in Beacon Hills are so bad that Deaton sends Stiles back in time to stop Kate from manipulating Derek and causing the death of the Hale family. The catch: Stiles only has 24 hours to change the course of the future, or he’ll be stuck repeating that same day until he gets it right. What will be enough to keep Derek away from Kate?

Where Others Fade Away by pr1nc3ssp34ch (9,054)

When the name Grzegorz tattoos itself across Derek’s wrist in neat, thin strokes, his mother pats him on the head in sympathy and Laura laughs so hard she has to go to her room, the sound echoing down the hall as she goes. When it stays there for six years and no such Grzegorz appears, Derek seriously considers moving to Poland.

Meanwhile, on Stiles’ eighteenth birthday when Derek crawls onto his skin, untidy and volatile, Lydia shrieks in sudden realization, and Jackson looks so entirely offended that even Danny can’t kiss him back to normal.

just the touch of a hand by scepticallyopenminded (8,591)

Things – as things often do in Stiles’ life – get a little crazy (a lot crazy) when, a couple of weeks before his seventeenth birthday, he wakes up to – not a wolf, but an amount of naked flesh, cuddled up to him where Dude fell asleep the night before. Stiles screams, a bit, flopping around and falling out of his bed, getting to his knees to see a naked – Derek Hale, sitting up on his bed, eyes wide. He seems to realize something a second later, because he glances down at himself and squeaks, pulling sheets up around him just as Stiles’ dad opens the door.

36 Questions by Leslie_Knope (8,071)

“So I’m doing my senior psych thesis on friendships,” Erica says, not-so-accidentally elbowing Derek in the ribs as she turns to face Stiles. “How they develop, how intimacy is fostered, stuff like that.”

“That’s cool,” Stiles says agreeably. “What’s our part?”

“Well, I can’t really tell you the point because that would influence the results. But it’s a set of 36 questions that you have to ask each other.”

“Just the two of us?” Derek chimes in, finally, and Stiles sighs.

“Okay, dude,” he says, making a face, “could you try not to look quite so offended? Like, my ego’s pretty strong, but come on, man.”

Of Glasses And Lacrosse Sticks by charlesdk (6,810)

“Okay, how 'bout this? One date, just one date, and if you still don’t believe I’m genuinely interested in you, then I’ll leave you alone for good. How does that sound?”

Derek hesitated for another moment, before he sighed and said, “Fine. One date.”

It’s Always Been You by charlesdk (6,085)

Stiles’ love life was practically non-existing, always had been. He was always terrible at picking up clues when people hit on him (it had happened, Erica had been witness to it and had been the one to let him know it was happening in the first place) because he never expected anyone to do so.

He wasn’t the most desirable guy around, he knew that. He was loud, extremely nerdy, never knew when to stop talking, not exactly much of a looker if you asked him, the list was endless.

Point was, he never did know when someone was flirting with him. Which was probably how he ended up in the fight that would change his life for the better.

One Year Down by haleofStilesheart (5,854)

Derek had never celebrated an anniversary before. At least, not an anniversary for a romantic relationship. But now that’s he’s been dating Stiles for a year, that’s about to change.

It’s Too Early For This by thepsychicclam (4,966)

Derek loves his job at the coffee shop, especially because Stiles comes in for coffee before early Saturday morning lacrosse practices. The problem is that Derek is too shy to do anything about his crush, and the situation is not helped by the rivalry between the basketball and lacrosse teams.

I Didn’t Know That I Was Starving (til I tasted you) by LadySlytherin (4,481)

Derek - who lives in New York with his older sister, Laura - is back in Beacon Hills, visiting his parents and younger sister for Christmas, when everything changes. Cora invites friends over while their parents are visiting other family, Derek drinks something he didn’t know he shouldn’t have, and things get a little out of control.

Misunderstandings abound, secrets are spilled, and in the end all it takes to find happiness is being brave enough to reach out with both hands and never let go.

Hello My Old Heart by eversall (3,944)

It begins like this – Stiles is hopelessly lost in the Beacon Hills Library, which has definitely undergone renovations in the last two years, and he’s wandering around trying his best to look like a helpless puppy or something and sure enough, a librarian in a navy blue cashmere sweater and thick-rimmed black glasses shows up, and that librarian happens to be Derek Hale.
Stiles’ heart skips a beat and he suddenly feels like he’s drowning in something unfamiliar, an ache beginning to build in his chest.
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The pack drifts back together, and Derek in sweaters kind of breaks Stiles a little. In a good way.

A Treatise On The Importance Of Not Ignoring Your Date by LadySlytherin (3,490)

A tumblr-post-based fic, wherein Stiles and Derek have a meet-cute at a baseball game. Involves a kiss-cam, Stiles’ date being an ass, and a hot stranger.

Basically, Peter doesn’t survive the fire so Laura and Derek never go back to Beacon Hills, Scott’s never bitten, Stiles doesn’t know about the supernatural, and he goes to NY for college. Go, Mets!

Thank God Your Heart Is Too Close by hoars (3,469)

There’s a boy, (“Fuck you, dude. I’m seventeen. Not fifteen.” Stiles laughs in his memory) waiting for him back home.

Soulmates tbh by bleep0bleep (1,423)

“It’s been five months,” Derek says darkly. “Why am I still getting these proposals? You know these are probably all fake marks.”

Five months since the paparazzi had snapped that photo of him with the overzealous fan tugging at his shirt, five months since millions of people on the Internet realized that the birthmark revealed was in fact, the mark, five months Derek was inundated by claims from people who desperately wanted him to believe that they were his soul-mate.

MONSTER 2

Jungkook thinks about the night you spent together.

Originally posted by kookie-bts

word count: 3.8k
genre: smut

Monster – one | two

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Roommates

Genre: Fluff / Humor (??) / Romance / Very slight smut 

Word Count: 5,065

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Request: Can you do a fic of having Jungkook (my bias oh muh gosh) as your neighbor and you having to stay at his house while your parents are away??

“We’ll be gone for awhile and I think it would be best if you stayed with Jungkook while we’re gone! You guys are the same age, he’s only a couple months older. I think it would be really nice.”

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A/n: This is really long omg w o w. I hope this is what you wanted ^-^. Thank you for the request ❗️😊♥️ I’ve actually always wanted to make a fic like this lol. jungkook feels are too real. I did sort of a new style of writing (?) kind of, idk, you guys can tell me if you like it. sorry about the ending lol. sorry not sorry for thAT SINFUL GIF.  

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Jimin Scenario: The Love We Share.

Request: Hey, Can you write a scenario where jimin get so envolve with his daughter, spending all his spare time off work with her only, and y/a feeling left out from both him and her daughter, she couldn’t talk it through. Didn’t want to be selfish in anyway, so just hope he’ll notice but he doesn’t. And one day she just leave with a note of all her daughter needs. “& maybe saying where/ how long is she leaving” like “ i needed a break for couple days” i hope you understand what i’m trying to say 🙊 Y/A doesn’t have to leave the house, you can resolve it in any other way, like jimin finding her crying. Or shifting her behavior, or him waking up not finding her in bed/house. Idk you can just choose whatever. 

Genre: Family / Drama.


-Come on Minah, hurry!- Jimin’s voice was heard through your house and then the giggles of Minah coming running from her room to the living room where his father was waiting for her.

You saw it all from your spot in front of the TV, you didn’t know exactly what was happening but you could imagine. Jimin was dressed like he was going out but he hadn’t told you anything and then there came Minah running to you, she was wearing pink pants, sneakers and a white shirt.

-You forgot your jacket- Jimin laughed and she giggled running back to her room to fetch the jacket.

-Are you going out?- you asked making Jimin look at you and then stepped closer to where you were, he leaned down and kissed your lips.

-Yes, just for a little while-

You nodded, bitting your lip as you saw your daughter trotting back. -I’m ready daddy!- she squealed going directly to Jimin who patted her head. 

-Let’s go-

-Wait- you cleared your throat. -Where are you going?-

-For ice cream!- Minah cheered making Jimin laugh.

-We will get some ice cream, want us to bring you some?-

You sighed, fighting the feeling of hurt that spread around your chest, it wasn’t the first time this happened but as each time you couldn’t help it, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do or say anything either. 

-No, it’s ok-

-Really?- Jimin insisted as Minah pulled his hand to hurry him. 

Sighing again you smiled the best you could. -Strawberry and chocolate chips-

Jimin nodded and threw you a kiss. -See you later Y/N!-

You turned off the TV, standing to go to your room and look for some work to do to occupy your head with something, you felt selfish with your current thoughts, but was it so wrong to want to be part of the moment? You also wanted to make great memories and have fun. It wasn’t that you didn’t want ice cream, it was that you wanted to be there and eat it together, but Jimin and Minah were recently doing everything just the two of them, you liked how happy they were, but then you also wanted to be a part of it.

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Books Bring Us Closer

Anonymous asked: Hiya, Meg! Can I request a Loki x fem!reader? Maybe the two of them don’t get along, but they begin bonding when neither of them can sleep one night. The realize they both have a love of books and share that. Eventually they fall in love. Just something sweet and fluffy. Thank you!!

Here is your one-shot, lovely! I do not own Loki! He belongs to Marvel. 

Warnings: Fluff and it’s a little long

Pairings: Loki x fem!reader

Originally posted by maryxglz

You groaned as you turned to look at the clock. 2 am. You’d been trying to sleep for hours to no avail. Groaning once more, you threw back the covers and swung your legs out of bed. You quietly made your way out of your room and down to the kitchen. You quickly drank a glass of milk before heading to the living room. “Maybe reading would help,” you muttered. You stopped short when you saw Loki sitting there.

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fic: just touched down in londontown

“Hamilton is actually really nice and the plot is very interesting and okay, well, there’s this guy.”

In which London is not as bad in the summer, a cute guy dies considerably in Act II and Phil has actually lucked out for once.

Word count: 3.5k 

Tags: musical theatre, flirting, pj being a good friend 

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Essays in Existentialism: Wisdom Teeth

Prompt: Lexa get’s her wisdom teeth pulled out or comes out of some sort of surgery and doesn’t know Clarke’s her girlfriend/wife.

“Who is that?” Lexa whisper hissed, one eye growing wide while the other refused to open. “Who is that? She’s beautiful.”

“That’s Clarke,” the aide shook her head and smiled behind her mask. “Your wife.” 

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going on a date hcs;

Hamilsquad fluff with their s/o please? Maybe dates they would go on with each other or just going on an outing in general? - @cookiepixel

boss’ memo : not to be confused with dating hcs


  • alex has got this odd thing where he wants to go to a fancy restaurant and at the same time he is terrified of being in one (the very moment that he steps one foot through the door, he enters Panic Mode–though it may be difficult to tell with how well he hides it, he’ll be sure to let out a breath the moment you leave as well as mumble something along the lines of “thank you i’m done here”)
    • it’s not that he feels underdressed or self-conscious–hercules would never let him out of the house otherwise. he manages to fit and stand out all at once,, it’s a good look for him
      • your presence (as does the presence of the other boys) does comfort him to the extent that he won’t turn and hightail it out of there immediately, but you can still see in the way his eyes will dart from table to table, and how he holds the tension in his shoulders
    • yet, if you ask him how he felt about the whole ordeal, he’d overall summarize it with, “lots of fun but never again”
      • (though he’d expand that into a paragraph of rambling)
      • (which is fine)
    • alex is skilled when it comes to sneaking kisses and touches in public, so you may experience That,,
      • (especially if you’re on a date, ‘cause he likes to see you get playfully angry,,, he won’t go overboard, just enough so he can savor your expression)
  • on dates in general, lafayette tends to be big on complimenting all of you while resting his head on one of his hands. he wants to see you guys all flustered by him! leaving you all blushy and covering your faces and giggling makes him feel powerful in the very best way possible! (he might make an, “i’m too strong” joke, even)
    • laf would honestly rather stay at home, wrapped up in a blanket with you and watching movies and maybe smiling to himself ‘cause he’s kind of watching your cute reactions rather than the movie. he might fumble over his words a bit if you ask him what he thinks so far may end up admitting the truth or giving a compliment to the movie that he actually intended for you,,
      • “laf, what do you think of it so far?”
        “wonderful. i love yo–the movie. i love the movie. the movie is wonderful.”
    • though, if you do go out, he’s the type to excitedly pull you (and, by extension, the others) over to the window of a store if he spots something that reminds him of one of you that he’d like to buy as a gift,, he’s always looking for gifts, and a frequent question from him is, “i saw you looking at [item], do you like it?”
  • hercules loves going on dates !!! he wants to go on every date!! spending time with you always makes him happy, and he usually defaults to taking you to their (the rev set’s) favorite bar.
    • though, if that’s not your style, and you’re the type to stay up all night / willing to do this for him–he really likes going on late night walks. he tends to stick to areas where the shops and restaurants are still open, and you can hear the excited murmuring of others around you.
      • he’s a big fan of the way the streetlights look,, he goes on these walks weekly and would be honored if you tagged along !! (he’s never alone on his outings, as one of you always wants to go with him, sometimes all of you just go on an impromptu date just like that)
      • he doesn’t really buy anything, he just likes enjoying the moment, but if you seem interested in anything, he’s fine with going over and getting something for you if you’d like him to!
    • generally he’s pretty easy-going, so if you’re the type for fancy dates, he won’t actually mind tagging along! (provided its nowhere too noisy !)
      • he really likes holding hands while you’re all walking, though he usually only holds one person’s hand at a time so he can have a free one,, either way, it’s pretty cute how he plays with your hand and rubs his thumb gently over your knuckles, or traces the lines on your palm,,
  • john’s such a nerd,, he moves quietly and enjoys startling alex by popping up behind him while you guys are out. often he gets separated from the group, but he’s always quick to return (usually with some cool thing he saw,, it’s often a small trinket or another notebook to add to his ever growing collection). there’s also a high chance that he’ll bring you back something nice, too!
    • he usually prefers to go on dates that involve more than two of you, as he finds it easier to keep up conversation with more people, and just listening amuses him in general!! he especially loves when everyone gets into playful debates,, (arguing over the superior pasta, discussing the best powerpuff girl, etc)
      • (it’s especially fun when alex pulls out his phone to cite his sources because of course he does)
      • (he finds it difficult to keep up conversation alone, and while he’s fine with comfortable silence, he’s unsure if this makes you uncomfortable or not–if it doesn’t, then dates with him only are perfectly fine)
    • he’s the one who would stargaze on the roof with you, and he’d maybe bring a few snacks,, he’ll mostly be quiet, as he looks up–but if you’d like to point out constellations or talk in general, he’s all fine with that, too!! he’s just basking in the heavens and in your presence (which is also heavenly)
      • (he might nap? oops. it simply means he’s feeling relaxed around you!)
  • majority of your dates are with all of them, and while they take long to organize, they’re always fun!
    • since they’re easiest to organize, sitting in the living room under a blanket and marathoning your shows / movies of choice is the most frequent kind of date that you all go on ! 
Life is full of surprises!

Originally posted by youngkaezy

Artist: Simon Dominic

Word Count: 4.5K

I really hope you guys enjoy it, it took me so long to finish and try and put all this together, I always had different ideas for that I kept adding.


You were in it with no choice, and the fact that your still in it after 8 years is crazy to you. But you couldn’t leave when you had two beautiful children, you didn’t want them to grow up without a father, and even though you weren’t good with their father you couldn’t take them away from him. So till now you held all the pain in and stuck through it, for your kids.

It also wasn’t a choice for Simon either, his parents had made the decision and he had no say in it, and due to that it ended up with an arranged marriage, which caused Simon to hate you even though he knew you had no say either, he still wanted to take his anger on someone and that someone turned out to be you for the past 8 years.

You were living in Busan, your family was very close friends with Kiseoks family, and your families had somehow planned the marriage for years now but were waiting for Kiseok to want to settle down and get married. At first you didn’t understand what was going on and how things were working, but when you did you tried changing your parents minds but every effort went to nothing and down the drain.

Kiseok had treated you as if your were nothing and as if you were never his wife, even though it was an arranged marriage you thought he would understand you had no say in it too and that he would treat you better, but your thoughts were out of the window after it continued for a month. He would barely come home and if he did it would be super late, he treated you as if you were invisible in the house, anytime you tried to be nice he would ignore it. Your meals were eaten alone, any food you made he never touched.

At first it was super hard on you seeing how you moved from Busan to Seoul, you had no one, no friends or family, just you and this house that you basically lived in alone. So getting around was hard for you at first but you knew you had to get to know yours ways around.

You were walking around trying to get familiar with the area, just wandering with no destination in mind when you walked by a café which looked pretty nice so you decided to go in and enjoy a cup of coffee. You headed in and waited in line to order, you were looking at what they had and tried to makeup your mind before it was your turn to order. You ended up getting a iced Carmel latte, after paying you waited for your name to be Called.

“Y/N" you heard someone call your name but it was someone from the back, you thought you were hearing stuff since you didn’t know anyone is Seoul but you turned around to see anyways, and there was Jay standing in front of you.

“I knew it was you, how are you” he said coming closer to you.

“Oh hey Jay, I’m good how about you” you asked

“Pretty good” he said smiling at you.

Jay was super nice to you even though you’ve only seen him a few times and on the wedding day, but he was really nice to you. You guys were talking for a whole when someone had called Jays name, when you looked you saw Kiseok coming in with the rest do the crew. Your eyes went wide and he was just staring at you so coldly it almost scared you. Kiseok had told you before to not even think about getting close to his crew and to stay away from everything that had to do with his life.

“I have to go, it was nice talking to you” you said quickly trying to leave before anything happens or he stars shouting at you.

“You should stay and have lunch with us” Jay said and nudged Simon by the side signaling for him to say something in which he totally ignored. You saw that and you knew you should really leave now.

“No it’s fine I don’t want to be a bother and plus I have somewhere to be, thank you thou” you said and waved at them and left.

Kiseok never tried to include you in anything he ever done, not lunch with his crew or weekends where they all went out or the concerts they always had. It really hurt to be always ignored and not included in anything, and each day was getting harder on you.


There was a lot of moments through out the years where Kiseok was still distant but showed that he cared for you.

You had an accident while cooking and had burned your arm, at first you thought it wasn’t a big deal and a home remedy or over the counter product would do, but then you really saw how deep it turned out to be and knew you had to go to the hospital.You tried contacting kiseok to see if he can drive you to the hospital seeing how bad your arm hurts and you couldn’t really drive. He answered the phone after a couple rings

“Hello” he said very nicely

“Um hi Kiseok” you said feeling awkward.

“What do you want” he said and his voice changed after he knew it was you on the line

“I just wanted to ask if you have time to take me somewhere” you asked

“There’s something called a taxi and I’m busy don’t call me back” he said quickly and ended the call before you got to tell him you hurt yourself. He probably wouldn’t have cared even if he knew you thought. So here you were on your way to the hospital, you had a License but you didn’t own a car and plus you weren’t in a situation to drive yourself. Your hand was in so much pain and you wished you had someone with you but you didn’t have any friends yet and Kiseok obviously didn’t care.

It had taken a while until you got a turn, but when you did meet with a doctor he had told you it was a really bad burn but hopefully it won’t scar and that you should keep it clean and covered. You took your prescription and headed out of the hospital, on your way out Jay had seen you with a wrapped arm but you didn’t notice him there. He knew he needed to ask Kiseok if you were fine.

Two days later Jay had remembered to ask Kiseok how you were doing now since he got super busy the same day and it left his mind to ask.

“Hey Simon, how’s Y/N doing” Jay asked when they were sitting alone in the lounge room.

“Why are you asking” kiseok said

“Just trying to make sure she’s doing okay” Jay said

“Huh” Simon said confused

“Is her arm fine, I seen her leaving the hospital the other day” he said

“Oh yeah she’s fine” he totally lied not knowing you were hurt. But at that moment it had clicked to him, the reason why you called him two days ago asking for a ride and like a jerk he didn’t even hear you out. He did notice your arm was wrapped but you hid it with wearing long sleeve shirts.

You were cleaning your burn with the ointment they gave you and you had to put daily, Simon was walking past the bathroom when he saw you struggling with it, so he came to help you.

”Let me help you” he said  

“It’s fine I got it” you said because you were stubborn and refused any help from him.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were hurt” he asked annoyed.

“I tried but you shut the phone in my face and didn’t even give me a chance to tell you" you said getting irritated that he was annoyed when you should be

“I didn’t know, I’m sorry” he said and his voice softened.

“It is what it is, I can take care of myself” you said and walked out of the bathroom and away from him. He felt super bad and guilty for not giving you a chance to talk to him.

You had the flu and you hated it, your body would always shut down and you felt like you were dying. You were too weak to get yourself medicine and you didn’t know who you would call to ask help from, so you just tried sleeping through it and hoping it would go away.

Simon had come home to see you sleeping on the couch which wasn’t super weird since you usually fell asleep while watching TV, but when he came closer he noticed how your face was super shinny and sweaty and your breathing was hard. His eyebrows were knitted in worry if you were okay, he still cares for your well being.

He placed his hand over your forehead and you were burning from the fever, now he was super worried not knowing what to do. He called his mother and asked her what he should do. He left the house quickly after he finished his phone call and went to the nearest pharmacy and market store to get stuff for soup and also other things he thought you needed. He came back home to see you in the same position. He decided to wake you up so you could take the medication he bought for you.

“Wake up” he said quietly shaking you lightly, and you just stirred.

“Come on wake up, you need to take your medicine” he said softly and you started opening your eyes slowly, you were confused to what was happening.

“Let me help you” he said and helped you sit up, but before you could sit properly you felt a wave of nausea and a second later you were running to the bathroom. He followed you to make sure you were alright, he kneeled next to you, held your hair out of your face and rubbed your back, you were thankful that he was there with you at the moment.

“Come here” he said and helped you stand up seeing how weak you looked, he helped you wash up and go back to the couch.

“Take these while I make you soup” he said and handed you a two pills and a cup of water.

“Thank you, but you don’t have to do that” you said genuinely.

“Don’t worry about it, and you need food, I’m sure you haven’t eaten anything in a while” he said and smile at you reassuring you that it wasn’t much what he was doing, you were very thankful for him doing all that for you when he could have just left you be.


“Look I know that you don’t really like me and maybe even hate me, and that’s fine by me and I won’t ask you for anything towards me. But all I ask is for you to be there for our kids and treat them like they deserve to be treated.” 

“They’re always waiting for you to come home and spend time with them, and its the least you could do for them, at least come home and have dinner with them” you said 

“Daughters name is always asking when are you coming home to read her a story or tuck her in bed, and he’s always waiting for you to come so you guys could play video games together” “they’re not asking for much, just some quality time with you, it’s the least you could do for them” “That’s all I’m asking for, is for you to be there for them” you said finally “Okay” he said and nodded his head “Thank you” you said. And he stuck to his word, he started coming home earlier to have dinner with them and hang out with them, even help them with their homework. On weekends he would take them out for ice cream or any treat they wanted, and when he wasn’t super busy at work he would take them to the studio with him.

You had wanted to really give up and break the marriage but you ended up getting pregnant under the pressure of his parents and yours that you guys aren’t young.

Your kids were your everything and you couldn’t have asked for anything else, they were the most adorable and smart kids you’ve seen. They loved you so much and appreciated everything you did for them. Of course they never really understood what the relationship between you and Kiseok was, they just thought everything was fine since they had both of you by their side. You tried your best to provide everything you could for them and be there for them too.

Kiseok supported your kids in everything, anything they needed he always got it, he put them in the best schools and got them the best clothes. But sometimes that wasn’t what they wanted, sometimes they wanted to just sit with their father and talk to him about their day, or for him to watch their favorite cartoon with them. They would always ask when is he coming home, but he always came home after they slept, so you decided you needed to talk to him.

“Look I know that you don’t really like me and maybe even hate me, and that’s fine by me and I won’t ask you for anything towards me. But all I ask is for you to be there for our kids and treat them like they deserve to be treated.” you told him.

“They’re always waiting for you to come home and spend time with them, and its the least you could do for them, at least come home and have dinner with them” you said

“Mi Na is always asking when are you coming home to read her a story or tuck her in bed, and Min Jin always waiting for you to come so you guys could play video games together” “they’re not asking for much, just some quality time with you, it’s the least you could do for them” “That’s all I’m asking for, is for you to be there for them” you said finally

“Okay” he said and nodded his head

“Thank you” you said. And he stuck to his word, he started coming home earlier to have dinner with them and hang out with them, even help them with their homework. On weekends he would take them out for ice cream or any treat they wanted, and when he wasn’t super busy at work he would take them to the studio with him

One day simon decided to takes the kids out to have a late lunch but early dinner.

“What do you guys want to eat” Simon asked before they left the house “Meaaaaat” they both screamed in joy, which made him chuckle at their cuteness.

“Okay get ready so we could go” he said to them

“And mommy too” your daughter said tugging on your leg.

Truth was you never really gone out with them when Kiseok took the kids out, it was usually just them.

“No its okay baby, mommy is tired, you guys go and have fun” you told her petting her head.  

“No, mommy come” she said whining and being stubborn at you.

“You should come” Kiseok said which made you go wide eyed.

“Huh” you said confused and making sure you heard him right or you weren’t just hearing stuff.

“I said you should also come” he said again.

“umm” you said scratching the back of your neck not knowing if you should go.

“You never come” your daughter said guilt tripping you

“Okay, I’ll come with you guys” you said and they both screamed in joy

“Yay” they both said skipping to their bedrooms to get their shoes on.

Dinner was loud with both of your kids talking their mind out about anything and everything, also full of laugher and joy. It was moments like this that made you wish you guys were a happy family, you wished you had a good relationship with Kiseok. He was talking around with the kids and telling them jokes and you were laughing along until your eyes met with his, but you stopped laughing and dropped your eyes to the table suddenly feeling like your out of place and that this was his little world with your guys kids, you felt like you shouldn’t be laughing, it hurt, it really did.

But Simon thought your smile was beautiful.


Birthdays

You never really got to celebrate any of your birthdays because Kiseok never really did anything and you didn’t have many close friends in Seoul, since all your close family and friends live in Busan.  The kids birthday’s you would always celebrate the kids birthday whether it being a small or a big party.

After the kids grew up and started remembering the date of your birthday they wanted to celebrate your birthday just like how you celebrate theirs.

On the day of your birthday you were taking extra hours at work because you had a deadline for a project and you really had to finish it on time. It was your birthday that day but it didn’t matter since you chose work as a priority. You had informed Kiseok that he was picking up the kids from their school since you couldn’t. After the long day you were heading home to be with your lovely kids.

When Kiseok went to pick up your guys kids they had mentioned how it was your birthday and they wanted to get you a cake.

“Daddy, its Mommy’s birthday” your son said, Kiseok was surprised when he heard that, be totally didn’t know it was your birthday.

“Ahh, what a smart boy already remembering birthdays” Kiseok said

“We need to get mommy a cake” you daughter said.

“Okay, we will, which flavor do you think mommy likes” Kiseok asked

“Vanilla” they both shouted, again Kiseok was shocked how little he knew about you and how much your kids knew.

When you arrived home, the house was super quiet which was surprising since the kids were always running around making noise. You put your stuff on the table and went inside to see where everyone was at.

“SURPRISE” you heard your kids shout and they were standing on the kitchen table with a cake and lit up candles.

“What, what’s all this” you said confused.

“Mommy it’s for you” your daughter said excited, you got closer to them and they started singing for you, you were feeling so emotional and a tear fell from your eyes but you wiped it quickly not wanting your kids to think your sad when your truly dying from happiness.

“Ahh, thank you guys, that’s so sweet of you” you told them and showered them with kisses which caused them to be in a fit of giggles.

“Thank you, you really didn’t have to” you told Kiseok.

“Your welcome” he told you.

For Kiseok’s birthday he always ended up celebrating it with his friends and crew which of course you weren’t invited to but it didn’t bother you since you never really hung out with them, but you would always make him seaweed soup to eat before he goes to work. You also used to get him little gifts nothing major. Sometimes a sweater or perfume. You would wrap it and just put it for him to see with a note saying happy birthday. And he was always thankful for the little things you did for him.


He fell for you over the years and it happened slowly over the 8 years with little actions that you did. He learned that over the years you were the most selfless person he’s met before. The fact that your still in this marriage because you put your parents happiness over yours proves it all. You always put your kids needs and expenses over every need you had. He also learned how caring you are towards him even when he wasn’t the nicest towards you, you always took care of him when he was sick or not feeling very well, you made him soup and brought him medicine, you would always keep checking on him to make sure he’s fine and he didn’t need anything. You supported him with his work, always congratulating him on a successful concert that he and the AOMG crew had

Today had marked your 8th year anniversary of being married to Kiseok, you never celebrated it or done anything special, so you figured it would be like any other day to you.

You were going on with your day like usual, cleaning up after the kids let to school, and then deciding what to make for lunch when you got a text message. You went to look at it and see who texted you when you totally did not expect it to be Kiseok.

‘Be ready at 6 I’m picking you up’ it said, you had to look twice to make sure you read it right but when you read the same thing over and over you knew he probably sent it to the wrong person.

‘what, I think you sent it to the wrong person’ you wrote back, Kiseok had never taken you out before so you assumed he sent it to the wrong person.

‘No, right person’ he wrote back,

‘… is this a joke!?’ you texted back.

‘It’s not, and the kids will stay with Jay’s parents’ he wrote back.

You had mixed feelings about this whole situation, confused as to why he was taking you out, and excited since you haven’t been out for the longest time now. You had gotten ready and decided to go with a black dress that was classy since you didn’t know where you were going in the first place. 6 o'clock hit and you got a text from Kiseok telling you he’s downstairs, you took your jacket and purse and headed out, when you come out he was standing next to his car wearing a suit looking good.

He looked up when he heard your heels and he was amazed with how beautiful you looked, he’s seen you dress up before but not like this. He was being a gentleman opening the door for you and all that, you were really confused with all this not used to it to one bit, you’ve gone out before to dinners but it was always either with his parents or yours visiting or with the kids, it was never just you and him so all this was foreign to you, you didn’t know how to act or what to say.

Dinner went quiet good with Kiseok trying to start small conversations, you guys don’t usually just sit down and have conversations so you didn’t know what you should talk about, you didn’t know if there was a line you shouldn’t cross, so you stayed on really basic stuff about work and stories about your kids, and tried to enjoy it as much as you could.

However the reason as to why he decided to take you out stayed on your mind all night and it was eating you, many thoughts came to mind, such as maybe he pitted you and felt bad so he took you out, maybe he was trying to make a joke of you. You couldn’t hold it in any more longer and decided to ask. 

“Can I ask you something” you said and he already knew what you were going to ask. 

“Sure” he said anyways

“Why did you take me out to dinner, I’m not complaining in any shape or form, I’m just really curious” you said

 “Because it’s our anniversary today” he said not sure how to explain himself

 “I know that, but you never took me out before, so why now” you said

 “Okay, I know you have a lot of questions, but let me explain myself first” he said and you nodded letting him talk.

 “I know this marriage didn’t start off on good terms and we cant blame each other because we both didn’t have any choice, but the way I acted towards you wasn’t nice in any way, I treated you like you were nothing and never acknowledged you, you were nothing but nice to me. Always making sure I was fed and good. And you had many chances to break it off but you stayed for the sake of your parents at first, you were so selfless that you put your parents before yourself. And then you got pregnant and brought the most beautiful kids to this world and I could never thank you enough for that, you stayed for the sake of our kids. But even then I never treated you well or the way you deserved to be treated. You dropped work to take care of our kids, and you did everything you could do for them and you were there for them when I was always away” he said and sighed being able to take all that off his chest, but you knew he wasn’t done so you let him continue. 

“I don’t deserve you now and I never will, but I want to take this moment and say I’m truly and deeply sorry for the way I acted towards you, and that from now on I will treat you the way you deserve to be treated. If you give me a chance to start over and do things the right way" he said sincerely with hope.

“I,..I don’t really know what to say, it’s kind of over whelming for all this to happen in one night” you and he totally understood where you were coming from.

“I understand, I just want you to think about it” he said and deep down you knew you would forgive him, you knew you had fallen for him even though he never really showed you any attention, you were quiet for a while thinking things over which made Kiseok nervous

“We could start over and take things slowly” you finally said which made him sigh with relief which made you chuckle at him.

“Can I ” he asked to which you were confused and he nodded to your hand across the table, he had his hand extended wanting to hold your hand “Yeah” you said and shyly slid your hand in his. The whole night felt foreign as if your were dreaming of everything that happened that night but the feeling of his hand in yours made you realize this was reality and all that truly happened.

You did not expect your life to change and turn for the better after 8 years but life is full of surprises.

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How to Study a Difficult Subject

My bio professor brought in a lady to tell us how to study a difficult subject like biology (which is so true bc I legit understood nothing in lecture today lol), and I took notes during it so here they are! :)

Time Management

  • You have to schedule studying time just as much as you would schedule time spent with friends. It’s also helpful if you keep to the same studying time, like you would a job, bc this will help you be more regular + consistent.
  • Find a place to study where you can concentrate. Studying at home is convenient, but it’s very easy to get distracted at home. Never study in bed. Study at a desk or at a table – somewhere you can spread out all of the material you will need. Even better, go to your school’s library, as this will provide you with some structure. (However, one of my best friends can’t study at the library bc he needs complete silence and nobody to look at to concentrate, so you gotta do you.)
  • Use a planner. It’s pretty self-explanatory why you should use some method for remembering tasks, but if you need more, it provides a clear overview of how much time you’ll have to work with and which tasks you should be prioritizing. You can use a paper planner or your phone – whichever works, as long as it’s effective!

Studying

  • Don’t just memorize. Understand. This is a big challenge in biology, when there’s hundreds of things going on in one cell alone and everything has a name and every process has a name and why are there so many names?? When you study, predict what will happen, ask yourself questions about why, how, when, why, what, and then answer in your own questions. My favorite method for hard subjects is to try and explain the material to someone else. 
  • With a long chapter, break it apart to stay focused. Preview it before studying it deeply. Write down the questions you have and make sure you can pinpoint exactly where your understanding ceases and your confusion begins. As you continue to read, you may be able to answer some of those questions yourself (similar to skipping a question on a test and coming back to it later to find you actually do know it). What questions you don’t have, feel free to ask your teacher, your classmates, or even Google.
  • Learn actively. It lasts longer. Try to apply what you’re learning to life. In biology, envision the metabolic processes taking place within your body right now. Create mnemonics – whatever you can do to retain the information and make it real for you.

The Curve of Forgetting

One of the most difficult things about biology (for me) is the sheer amount of remembering we have to do. Have y’all ever heard of the curve of forgetting? It’s when the longer you go without reviewing something, the more you forget it, even if you easily understood it the first time. 

Make sure to set apart a few minutes every week or so to go over past material. Especially in certain subjects like math and science, you build upon what you learn, so it’s important to establish those foundations firmly in your mind.


Hope these helped! xx Hannah

Finally Requited

@pastelgalaxies29-10 asked: “Hey, um hi! Do you have any prompts for childhood best friends-where A had a crush on B their whole life and never confessed. Then now they’re in their teenage years now and B has a boy/girlfriend~partner but developed a crush on A at some point, he confesses later on but then A is in major denial and thinks the feelings are fake. They are not.”

1. “why are you doing this? Why are you making fun of me?”

“I’m not! I promise! I really do like you!”

“Right. That’s why you’re dating someone else.”

2. “This isn’t funny, you know.”

“I don’t-”

“Do you know how hard it was for me to-not even get over you, just to be able to PRETEND I was over you? It was nearly impossible. And now you’re here, saying things like this, acting like you mean it-”

“I do mean it!”

“And it’s confusing me.”

3. “I know you don’t feel that way about me.”

“I do! I didn’t, but now, when I look at you-”

“You see someone pathetic enough to pine for you, even after all these years?”

4. “You know what the sick thing is? I want to believe you. I KNOW you’re with someone else, and a part of me still wants to grab you and kiss you senseless.”

“I want that, too!”

“Yeah? Go kiss the one you’re with.”

5. “You look… Amazing.”

“Don’t. Don’t say things like that. Please.”

6. “Leave me alone! I just-I could deal with being your friend. It hurt, and it sucked, but it was REAL. This? This is a pretty twisted game.”

“There’s no game here. None. I really do lov-”

“I think I’m going to be sick.”

7. “I’m going to break up with them. I promise. I just wanted to talk to you first.”

“Why? So if I turned you down, you could go running back to their arms? Or so that when I said yes, you could go share a good laugh?”

~Ow. I hope these help! :)~

ravnclaws  asked:

Hi, Rhiannon! I'd love to see what you do with Jily + #4! xx

‘blow my heart out’

#4: “If he’s going to treat you like shit I’m going to kick his ass.”

For some reason I actually have inspiration??? probs because I’m meant to be doing coursework, oops. Anyways, here ya go!

canon (sixth year)

“If he’s going to treat you like shit I’m going to kick his arse.” Marlene says loudly, too loudly.

Lily rolls her eyes, “He’s not going to treat me like shit.”

“Who’s going to treat you like shit, Evans?” Potter has appeared, of course, and Marlene smiles because that’s what she wanted.

“None of your business,” she says, trying not to look at him.

They’re on their way to Hogsmeade, the first trip of the new year, and Potter has jogged to catch up with him, abandoning the other Marauders several metres behind. They catch up now, Sirius scowling at James.

“If he’s going to treat you like shit it is!” Potter sounds indignant.

“Who’s treating her like shit?” Peter and Remus ask in unison.

“Davey Gudgeon,” Marlene supplies, ever the traitor.

Potter splutters. “Gudgeon? Davey Gudgeon?”

“Jealous?” Peter asks, because they all know it’s true. Except for Lily, who just speeds up.

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Little idea inspired by Brendon’s story about falling off his skateboard. Full credit to whoever this photo was posted by orginally <3 <3 dedicated to the amazing @lacyandbeebourie becayse I love her <3

I’m sorry it’s so long XD

Word count - 5781

A Couple Puffs Then We’re Done

I padded through the college into my lecture, I was about 20 minutes early so I wasn’t expecting anyone to be there yet. I winced at the stinging sensation on my leg under my jeans, why I had thought skinny jeans were a good idea after bailing off my board yesterday was beyond me, but it was me after all. To my surprise the lecture room wasn’t a ghostland and as luck would have it there were even some of my friends, I glanced over at Brendon, Ryan and Spencer sitting a little away from my friends, no doubt Ryan had followed Sophia here. Brendon smiled at me, we didn’t talk huge amounts but we had worked together on projects a few times, nevertheless he was still super hot, tattoos covering his left forearm and always wearing a tshirt with skinny jeans, almost black hair lazily flicked to one side with his hand. He was in a band and played a ton of instruments AND sang which just made him hotter quite honestly. I walked through to my friends and threw myself into a chair, groaning out when I scraped the raw skin on my leg.

“AH fuck!” I yelped slightly, my hands flying to my right thigh.

“Jesus what happened to you?” Sophia asked, turning her head to face me.

“I had a total wipe out on my board yesterday.” I laughed at my own stupidity, it was even doing a trick, literally doing an ollie down a step.

“Isn’t that in the sea?” Lola asked in typical airhead fashion.

“Skateboard Lo.” I sighed, giggling.

“What happened?” Sophia asked, laughing with me.

“I tried to ollie down a step and just failed miserable, I fell straight on my ass and it fucking hurt.” I laughed, never the one to hold back when explaining things.

“You’re an idiot.” She teased, giggling along with me, I heard the boys chatting behind us.

“You know I did pretty much the exact same thing last summer.” Brendon’s smooth voice rang out, I snapped my head around, he was grinning slightly.

“Really? I didn’t even know you board.” I turned to face him, that distinctive half smile, that I wish I didn’t love so much, was plastered all over his face.

“Yeah! I was skating across the road and tried to ollie up the sidewalk and just went flying forward, scraped my whole side up, I think I got a picture somewhere.” He shook his head as he told the story, his smile beaming at me, god he was too hot, one hand slipping up to run through his impossibly dark hair. “What board do you have anyway?”

“I got a Diamond Supply custom.” I grinned, picturing my gorgeous skateboard sitting in my dorm room.

“Nice! Mines an Alien Workshop. It’s beat up as fuck I need a new one. How did you get your hands on a custom aren’t they way expensive?”

“I got it for my 18th from my dad. It’s getting pretty beat up already.”

“I’ve literally never seen a Diamond Supply custom in person.”

“Oh my God, mine is gorgeous! I…” I hesitated for a split second, rethinking my plan to fuck with a guy with so much of a reputation. “I mean, I can show you mine, you can fuck about with it tomorrow or something.”

“Seriously? Awesome, it’s a date!” He chimed, grinning the biggest smile ever at me, the girls giggled a little. “Although… please expect me to be bugging you about this like tomorrow, because I really like those boards.” We sat and nattered a little more about skating and different boards before our professor came in and we had to be quiet. The rest of the class I kept feeling Brendon’s eyes on me, turning occasionally to see his head snap away, turning to face the front again, his focus on his notebook was adorable, lip pulled between his teeth and brows scrunching up occasionally. I wasn’t paying attention much. As we finished I shoved my books back in my bag, standing and trailing after the girls, we were about to head to get some food when a voice disturbed us.

“Hey Y/N!” Brendon yelled, running up to me, the girls were giggling already, I turned to face him, returning the smile he shot at me.

“What’s up?” I asked.

“Well… umm seeing as we don’t have many of the same classes and might not see each other til’ next week, I was gonna ask if umm… well… could I have your number?” He stuttered slightly, grinning nonetheless, I heard whispering from behind me but opted to ignore it.

“Yeah sure, pass your phone.” He did so without hesitation, thrusting his phone into my hands. “It's… umm it’s locked.”

“Oh shit yeah…” He leaned in. “8274” He whispered, I raised an eyebrow, tapping in the digits, his phone unlocked.

“You didn’t have to tell me. You literally could have done it yourself.”

“eh… I don’t mind you knowing my password. Don’t tell anyone though. Private stuff.” He said, his tone teasing and did he just wink at me? I tapped my number into his phone and called myself so I knew his too, he took his phone back triumphantly, grinning. “Thanks… I’ll text you later, maybe we can plan something.” He grinned, pulling me into a quick hug before sauntering away.

“Someone’s popular.” Sophia giggled along with Lola, both of them staring.

“Oh shut up.”

It was late afternoon when my phone buzzed for the first time, the name Brendon popping up on screen.

Brendon: Hi…

I smiled at the awkward as hell message, typing one back, hesitating before I pressed send, the following conversation was actually pretty cute… I think.

Me: Hey, couldn’t wait to speak to me again? ;)

It took precisely 30 seconds for it to buzz again.

Brendon: I was actually here to ask for nudes, why else would I want your number? :D

I laughed at his response, typing my own one out.

Me: Creeeeeep. That line work for you before? :P

Brendon: Oh don’t flatter yourself. I meant of your board ;) *nervous laughter*

Me: Suuuuuure.

Brendon: That a no?

Me: Shut up!

Brendon: Gotta run, band practise. Talk later?

Me: I’m free all night :)

Brendon: OK… text you later :*

I looked back to my laptop when the phone buzzed again.

Brendon: By the way, add me on Snapchat :* patdBrendon x

Did he send me a kiss? I added him anyway, he didn’t accept right away but I knew he was with the band so I didn’t sweat it. I kept working on my music theory stuff, a notebook to the side of me as I jotted things down. I spent a good couple of hours working before I was disturbed by the girls coming busting in the room, all dressed up and ready to go out, there was a party but I really wasn’t sure if I wanted to go.

“Hey studious Sally, coming out?” Sophia asked, giggling as she tugged at her dress, she looked pretty but so typically girly.

“I should work really. Plus it’s not really my scene.” I tried to talk her into leaving me alone, but it failed.

“Oh come on, Ryan and Spencer will be there.” Lola squealed, the both had a thing with those two.

“And that benefits me how?” I asked, turning back to my notebook and finishing off my sentence.

“Because Brendon will be with them.” Sophia teased me, I shook my head. “Oh come on! It’s just one night to have some fun!” I knew she would keep going on if I didn’t agree so I gave in.

“OK fine! Give me half hour to yet ready.” They giggled excitedly, hopping around like 5 year olds. “And don’t even try to get me to wear a dress.” They left me be finally, leaving to go do whatever other useless pre party rituals they wanted. I stood in front of my mirror, my hair had been plaited all day so I opted for the easy option of taking it out, leaving it wavy around my shoulders, I put some smokey eyeshadow on and mascara and my favourite dark red lipstick, satisfied with my head I decided to go look through my wardrobe. I opted for black, ripped skinny jeans and a cropped tank top, throwing on my beat up old converse and my sweater over the top, it was a nice sweater so I was sure I could get away with it. I actually felt like I looked pretty cute so decided to show off a little, opening Snapchat on my phone, I lifted the phone up a little to show the whole outfit, smiling into the camera, writing “Being forced to go out XD” under it. I posted it on my story and within a few minutes I got a text from Brendon again.

Brendon: What party are you being forced to go to? ;)

Me: I don’t even know who’s party is it… I got nagged into it.

Brendon: Well as luck would have it I’m also being forced to go to a party :P

Me: Might not even be the same one…

Brendon: I hope it is ;)

I decided to leave it at that, I didn’t want to make myself seen desperate or needy, play it cool Y/N, play it cool. Funnily enough I got another message from him, this time on Snapchat, he was wearing a dark shirt and snapback, a smile plastered across his face. “Nice outfit though…” it read. I smirked slightly at the snap, did he just say I looked good? I started to get an all too familiar feeling of anxiety that I was reading this whole situation wrong, I mean he had a reputation as a bit of a womaniser and I was starting to worry I was just his next quest. I tried to swallow down my nervous feelings and finish getting ready, skipping the jacket because I knew how warm it was tonight. The girls came bursting back through the door, both eyeing me.

“Ok not gonna lie, you might not be wearing a dress but you look hot!” Lola giggled, looking me up and down.

“Agreed, and your makeup is smoking.” Sophie added on the end, they both had their purses and were ready to go.

“Jesus do I have girlfriends or pervy guy friends here?!” I grabbed my back, slinging it over my shoulder. “Can we get this damn party over with?” With that I was dragged away, lead to some frat house on campus, jesus this would be annoying.

The party was a typical college party, tonnes of drunk jocks trying to get into the sorority girls pants, it was times like this when I regretted being such a quiet person in college, at least if I spoke to more people I wouldn’t be such a loner at parties. Some drooling jock came stumbling over to me, leaning his arm on the wall above me, he stunk of beer and cologne, not a good combination.

“You’re that skater girl, into all the metal music and weird shit right?” He slurred out, his breath was disgusting and made me feel pretty nauseous actually.

“Umm yeah I guess.” I sighed, taking a sip of my drink, he was wearing the college football team jersey, why you would wear it to a party I don’t know.

“It’s pretty hot, all that emo shit.” He slurred again, wow this was probably the most offensive pick up I’d ever experienced.

“Oh really, well the dumb jock look isn’t, so go find some other girl to hit on.” I snapped slightly, slipping out from under his arm and heading away, to my surprise, Brendon was standing in front of me, head tilted to the side with a broad smile, he looked so good tonight, his jeans fitted him in the best way and his dark tshirt sitting under a black leather jacket, I noticed the absence of the snapback though.

“Lose your hat?” I asked, folding my arms over my chest.

“Eh, it didn’t go with the jacket.” He shrugged, eyes moving to the jock that had been speaking to me 30 seconds ago. “You look about as happy to be here as me.”

“Just got told that ‘all the emo shit’ is pretty hot by some drooling chimp.” I giggled slightly, Brendon gently pulled me to the side to someone could get past me, the small contact felt nice. “So all in all a pretty good night.” He scoffed with laughter.

“Ah damn, I knew jocks were your type.” He leant on a table next to us, flicking his hair from his face effortlessly.

“Oh please, there’s only about 20 brain cells on that whole team and 10 of them are in the captain.” I sassed, putting the empty cup in my hand down.

“Ouch, I felt that burn from here, you want another drink?” He smiled sweetly, his eyes seeming to cost up and down me.

“Nah its cool, I wasn’t planning to stay much longer anyway.” I shook my head, returning the smile he gave me, with that Lola and Sophia come over, hanging off of Spencer and Ryan’s arms respectively. Music began blaring and I couldn’t hear myself think, I heard Lola shouting at Brendon and I to come and dance, as much as I tried to avoid it even Brendon was trying to convince me.

“Ah come on… just a few songs?” He pouted at me, smiling brightly when I relented and allowed myself to be lead onto the dancefloor. We all danced together, singing along to the music, it was fun for about 20 minutes then the novelty of dancing with the guy I liked had worn off. Brendon pulled me close as them music played and I felt my heart beginning to race, pounding in my chest as his lips leant close to my ear.

“Wanna blow this place? I’m bored outta my mind!” He yelled over the music, I nodded, letting him lead me out the party. “Don’t you need to let your friends know where you’re going?”

“Nah, they’re too busy with Spencer and Ryan, I’ll text them.” I shook my head, Brendon and I walked aimlessly for a while before he spoke.

“Wanna go pick up our boards? I got some weed at mine we could have a smoke and skate?” He smiled, I wasn’t sure what to say.

“Smoke weed on campus?” I heard the shock in my own voice, cringing a little.

“Calm down goody two shoes, my place is off campus, we could pick up your board then walk to mine, then maybe we could go for a skate?” He smiled sweetly, the idea sounded amazing, it wasn’t so late and the sun was going to set soon, it was warm and breezy so I wouldn’t get too hot.

“You know… that sounds like an awesome idea.” I smiled, we walked to mine, Brendon spent about ten minutes in my room just gushing over my skateboard before I finally managed to drag him out to go to his place. He walked and I used my board, even though I let him have a few turns on it, we headed over to his place, he let me in and lead me to his bedroom.

“Want me to roll a few blunts before we go? So we don’t have to keep coming back or rolling while we’re out?” He sat down, pulling out a small box with all of his stuff in.

“It’s ok, I’ll only have a little. Don’t wanna steal all your weed.” I tried to argue but he shook his head.

“Don’t be silly, I’ll roll and few and you can smoke as much as you want.” He did as he said, rolling a few blunts and putting them in a small silver tin, throwing that in the pocket of his leather jacket, he lead me outside, grabbing his own board as we left, he grabbed keys and his wallet. “It sucks that that you know how to skate.” He grinned at me, I tilted my head to the side, confused by the comment.

“What… why?” I was totally puzzled by it.

“Because… teaching you how to skate would have been a really good way to get close to you.” He flashed a cheesy grin, both of us cracking up into giggles, after he giggled be pulled his bottom lip in between his teeth, eyes flitting up and down over me again.

“Well looks like you’ll have to be more inventive then.” I challenged, still wasn’t sure about this but I was all up for having fun tonight.

“Well aren’t you lucky I like a challenge.”

As we were skating around near his place we took the odd video of each other, I posted a few of Brendon skating on snapchat as well as a few selfies, he took a few videos of us both smoking and skating, playing some music off of my phone. Time completely flew by, the sun was setting fast and we were both pretty stoned skating around, laughing and joking on his snapchat and my own. I stopped and slid my sweater off, feeling the heat bubbling on my skin from skating, throwing it on the grass I was left in my cropped tank top, strappy and sitting just above my naval. I felt Brendon’s eyes on me, flitting up and down my body slowly, it was actually kind of hot feeling like he might actually be attracted to me. His jacket was already on the ground, he stopped, running a hand casually through his hair, flopping on the ground to light a blunt. I sat next to him, glad to be taking a breather for a minute, flopping back on the grass, smoking a little before he headed up to skate some more, smiling at me as he messed around. While he was skating again I looked at his Snapchat, he had taken several videos and pictures and posted them, one was of us both boarding, one picture of us sitting smoking a joint. I looked at the next video and it was me skating with the words “she’s perfect” and a heart sticker on it, I felt myself blush a little, the next picture was us on the grass with “beats a party anyday” written on it. The last few pictures and videos on his story were what got me. One was a picture of me, sweater off midway through an ollie, it was a pretty good picture actually but it was the caption that got me. “Lucky to be with her tonight” and more hearts followed, the final video was us skating and laughing. “A night well spent.” I was blushing so hard by the end of the story, he came skating over, plopping back down next to me on the grass. I took out my phone, holding it out in front of us and pressing a kiss to his cheek, snapping the picture, captioning it “He’s adorable” I plastered the end of it with hearts.

“So tell me more about yourself Urie.” I teased as we lay in the grass, taking an pull of the blunt he had given me.

“There’s not much to know.” He smiled, looking up at the sky.

“Liar… there’s tonnes to know, you just don’t trust anyone enough to tell them.” I smiled and got one back, his eyebrows arched slightly at me.

“Wow… beautiful and intelligent, have I fallen on my feet here?” He flashed another gorgeous smile and I giggled, feeling myself flushing pink, he took a pull on his own joint.

“Oh stop teasing and open up will ya?” I laughed, even though I actually wanted him to, he knew tonnes about me.

“Well, what do ya want to know?”

“Anything you want to tell me.”

“Well… I’m from Vegas, a small town called Summerville, I used to be Mormon, I’m an Aries, I love music more than anything, I play drums, piano, guitar, bass and I sing and mix music for the band too.” He smiled, touching my cheek, I felt my head lean into his touch. “How’s that?”

“Umm good…” I smiled, trying to think of things to keep the conversation going. “So… how did you find moving to college?”

“You know it was pretty easy, I moved out when I was 17 so it wasn’t really any different for me.” I stared at him in shock, I had no idea about any of this.

“What do you mean you moved out at 17?” I asked, interested but trying not to pry.

“Well, when I told my parents I didn’t believe in god, things got pretty sucky for a while, a lot of arguments, so I moved out.”

“But how did you afford that?”

“I worked in a smoothie shop while I was in high school, I only had like 2 lessons a day and would be out by half 10 so I used to work like 8 hours.”

“You must have been exhausted most of the time.”

“Well yeah, but it was worth it, I got into college AND I the band is doing great.” He smiled sweetly, both of us were probably just high and talking shit but it was nice anyway.

“Really?”

“Yeah, we have a meeting with Pete Wentz next month!” He gushed, turning to face me. We continued to talk, getting to know small things about each other that maybe we wouldn’t have known if it wasn’t for tonight, how his favourite colour is red and he loves Frank Sinatra, and his hopes and dreams for the band. It felt surreal, yet it was such an intimate conversation, laying and smoking on the grass, I told him about my family and how I wish they’d support my interests a little more, he asked me endless questions about my interests and told me all about his family and his life. All of a sudden I felt like I could tell him anything, like he was the most trustworthy person in my life. “You… you don’t have to keep telling me stuff just because I asked.” I smiled, I felt his hand touch mine, holding it gently, his smile equally as sweet as he looked at me.

“I’m telling you because I want to. Not because you made me.” He gently stroked my fingers, shifting a little closer to me, he blew the last draw of his blunt out, throwing it away, we went silent, looking at each other, before I could say another word he kissed me, slow and gentle, fingers lacing in with mine, hand pulling me in by the waist. His lips began to move against mine in slow, methodical movements, tongue brushing my lip gently, I eagerly parted my lips allowing his tongue to move against my own. His hand tangled into my hair, pulling my body close, I whimpered against him, he was such a good kisser, it was making my mind turn to mush, I found myself gripping onto his arms and moaning like a 15 having their first kiss. He pulled back, gasping slightly, his eyes fiery and black, breathing heavy as his arms held me clothes.

“My place?” He mumbled, biting his lip as he pressed another kiss to my lips.

“Yes…” I whimpered, feeling him act quickly, he stood and yanked me up, grabbing our stuff before we both skated home, he kept hold of my hand and somehow we managed not to fall off our boards, getting in we both threw them down near the door, he kicked his shoes off and I followed suit, following him up to his room.

Once in his room he moved over to his dresser, taking his shirt off and throwing it on his computer chair, he turned back to me.

“C’mere gorgeous.” He purred, pulling me against him, his lips pressing softly against my own, his hands sliding onto my waist, touching the skin left bare by my cropped top, his fingers curled on the hem pulling it up over my head, throwing it to the ground. “God you’re so sexy.” He practically moaned out, biting his lip at me, handing gliding over my stomach and back, fingertips stroking my skin, I heard myself moan out softly, allowing my own nervous hands to move onto his chest. He closed his eyes as my hands stroked his skin, his lips crashed down on mine, gripping me tightly against his body, the burning skin of his chest pressing against my own flushed pink flesh. He began to guide me over to the bed, working at the button on my jeans.

“They’ll be home soon.” I whispered, Brendon smirked, biting his lip.

“I know… good I got a lock right.” He winked, sauntering over to his bedroom door and pressing the lock in. “Now… lie down.” He teased, his voice low and husky, hands winding around my waist as he lowered me onto his bed, lips moving onto my neck, pressing light kisses all over the sensitive skin, I felt his teeth grazing my flesh, I whimpered as my back arched towards him. He unzipped my jeans, yanking them down my legs and tossing them to the side, unhooking my bra too, his lips moved down to my chest, kissing all over my breasts, tongue swirling against the skin, I whimpered, gripping onto his shoulder blades desperately.

“Brendon…” I gasped, writhing, his hand slid into my panties as his lips worked my flesh, biting down again, his fingers circling on my clit, he groaned as I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans, they were left undone. He withdrew his hand from my panties, much to my annoyance, he kicked his jeans off, leaving him in his boxers on top of me, hand back in my panties, touching my clit again, sending shudders of pleasure through me, I felt him hard against my leg, grinding into me slightly.

“Fuck Y/N…” He growled slightly, his breathing rapid and desperate.

“Come on…” I panted desperately, I needed more and he knew it, he groaned and nodded at me, pulling my panties down tossing them somewhere, he wriggled out of his boxers, I felt his bare skin against me, the heat coming from both of us was unbearable, I pressed my hips up towards him, desperate for more contact.

“Someone’s impatient.” He said biting his lip at me, the way he looked at me was driving me crazy, his lip pulled sexily between his teeth, hips grinding down against me, I whimpered again, his hand slipped in between us, he rubbed his cock against me. “So wet.” He growled out, his hips rocking slowly.

“Please Bren…” I whimpered, gripping onto him, he chuckled low in his throat, my hips rocked against his, he groaned out again. “Come on… I need you.” I whimpered, hearing my own voice breathy and desperate.

“Fuck this.” He growled, his hips snapped sharply against me, pushing into me hard, I gasped out, his hips began to snap against me, jolting me up on the bed, his hand gripping the sheets hard, pulling them next to my head. I heard myself moaning and whimpering on the bed under him as his body moved above me, face screwed up in pleasure, his own panting and moaning turning me on even more, I knew how much he was enjoying this, it made it better for me. He growled slightly, leaning up almost upright as his hips slammed into me, the low rumbling sound coming from in his chest driving me insane, I felt him hitting that perfect spot over and over again. It played in the back of my mind that the reason he was so good at this was because of his reputation and how much he’d done it before, but the though was quickly stamped out by the mind numbing pleasure he was giving me. He just grunted and groaned above me, throwing his head back in pleasure, his sexy, tattooed arm coming up to my neck, hand wrapping gently around my throat, holding it in his fingers, squeezing ever so slightly when I moaned out. He looked at me with a new intensity, his eyes burning, like he couldn’t get enough of me, it made me feel so sexy, like no one had made him feel like this before.


My brain began to fog over as an unfamiliar tightening in my stomach began to build up, I had literally only been able to cum before if it was me doing it, so the fact that Brendon had almost nailed it first time drove me crazy. His hand remained around my throat, the other gripping the sheets next to me, I hadn’t really tried rougher sex but it was so hot I couldn’t care less if it was new to me. He released my throat, instead opting to grip onto my wrists, pinning them up above my head as his mouth moved to my neck, biting down harder than before, I felt the slight suction on the skin, knowing he’d leave a dark red mark there.

“Fuck Brendon.” I gasped out, the pain was amazing, along with the pleasure of his hips slamming into me over and over, his pace was relentless, it was like it didn’t faze him at all. He smirked down, letting out another impossibly sexy moan, using only one hand to pin my wrists, the other now gripping tightly onto my hip.

“Ugh Y/N… you feel so fucking tight.” He growled out, low and husky, the tone sent shivers down my spine, I felt the slight sting of his fingers, gripping my hip possessively, I could already tell he wasn’t the type for sharing, the way his body loomed over mine, hands gripping me. His dark hair began to cling to his sweaty forehead, his head thrown back, mouth falling open as he grunted with each thrust, the bed beginning to slam against the wall loudly.

“I… I’m c-close.” I gasped, feeling the knot in my stomach tightening more, like I was about to snap, my mind growing hazy, all I could think of was his name and his body and the way he made me feel, nothing else mattered at that moment. He seemed to gain a second wind hearing me say that, his hips slamming into me with new found ferocity, growling and groaning over the top of me, released my wrists which instantly flew up to his back, gripping it tightly, I felt my nails raking down his flesh which only seemed to drive him even more crazy. He hooked my leg under his arm, allowing him deeper, his free hand tangled in my air, gripping a fistful and pulling it lightly, forcing my back to arch against him, he used to opportunity to attack my neck again, biting and sucking all over. “B-bren, I… can’t hold on much longer.” I whimpered desperately, the stings and aches of pain he was giving me drove me insane, a perfect contrast to how amazing I felt every else.

“Me too baby… I wanna feel you cum on my cock.” He snarled, pulling my hair again sharply, I felt his thrusts growing sloppier and harder, he leant down close to my ear, biting just underneath it. “Cum for me.” He groaned, I came undone at his words, cumming hard around him, feeling myself tightening around him, gripping his back tight, he kept his tight grip on my body, his head bowed into the crook of my neck.

“Brendon!” I yelled out, loud and desperate, I was so glad they hadn’t come back yet, my body felt like it was fluttering, shaking and weak, suddenly he gave one last burst of hard thrusts before slowing.

“Oh fuck Y/N.” He tensed right up above me, throwing his head back, mouth open as he throbbed, hitting his peak just after me, groaned out, his own breath shaky and staggered in my ear.

He flopped down next to me, breathing heavily, sweat coating his skin as he leant back.

“Wow…” He panted slightly, taking a swig of the drink next to his bed. “That was amazing.”

“I know…” I gasped out, suddenly feeling that anxiety about it coming back. “Just so you know, I’m really not the type to do this.” I mumbled, he laughed in a low breathy tone.

“Stop thinking I’m judging you for any of this.” He smiled, pulling me a little closer to him, his million dollar smile beaming at me.

“I just… I don’t want to give you the wrong idea about me.” I sighed, allowing myself to be pulled closer to the dark haired boy.

“Well you know… I was kinda hoping that this could happen more often?” He smiled, he brushed my hair out of my face, sweat causing it to stick slightly, I raised an eyebrow, panicking that all my worries had just been confirmed. “No! I don’t just mean that, I mean tonight, me and you.”

“Me and you?” I asked, tilting my head to the side as he lay next to me slightly breathless.

“You know, getting stoned and skating just the two of us, having lunch together all the time, holding hands, cuddling and watching movies. You know, all that stuff that makes single people cringe.” He smiled sincerely, cuddling up to me.

“But… why… I’m hardly your usual type.” I tried to hide the concern in my voice, he kissed my forehead gently, pulling me close to him on the bed.

“Listen… if you think you’re not damn perfect then you’re stupid. You skate, you’re beautiful, intelligent, witty, you love music and you smoke, and you’re happy to just chill. I’ve liked you for ages but tonight I finally got the chance to really speak to you and get to know you, and you’re every bit as amazing as I thought, more even.” I blushed bright red, feeling him pull the covers over us, nuzzling his face into my hair.

“I really like you Bren… I’m just scared.” I mumbled into his chest, us snuggling up together in bed felt great.

“I know… but I swear, I won’t hurt you, I’m not an idiot. I wouldn’t fuck up something so amazing. I really like you too.” He smiled, we heard Ryan and Sophia giggling downstairs, they’d just come in, Brendon chuckled. “We should probably try to get to sleep before they start making noise.”

“Ok…” I mumbled again, nuzzling into his chest. “Night Brendon.”

“Night babe.”

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