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I don’t know what’s not to love about this video:

-The Pre-Hamilton Lin Manuel Miranda singing a song that’s far out of his range.
-The Pre WWII setting of the musical. (Any other situation, I would hate this)
-That orchestra though.
-The singers leading him into the song and their perfect pitch.
-The hum of the VHS camera.
- “YOUR CUP OF POISON!”
-The idea that simply putting someone in white clothing is the same as them being Jesus.
-Why did they cast him as Jesus and not Judas?

I just love this video, and nothing will convince me not to. Maybe one day I’ll release my full cover of “Agony”, from Into The Woods.

Three Christs (2017) -  Three Christs follows Dr. Alan Stone who is treating three paranoid schizophrenic patients at the Ypsilanti State Hospital in Michigan, each of whom believed they were Jesus Christ. What transpires is both comic and deeply moving. With Richard Gere, Peter Dinklage, Walton Goggins, Bradley,  Whitford, Julianna Margulies


I literally can’t wait anymore

She’s Better Than Me

Requested! Angst ahead!

Shawn has been home for two nights now. He promised it’d be just you two, no phone calls, no boys around, no one but you and him. 

But his phone won’t stop going off. 

Text messages, calls, emails, tweets. 

It’s slowly driving you insane. He’s playing it off like it isn’t bugging him, but you know he wants to check it.

When you walk back to the kitchen to get more snacks, it goes off again. You lean over and check to see who’s been calling him for hours on end.

Sammie

“Hey Shawn?” You call out.

“What Babe?”

“Who’s Sammie?”

“What?”

“Sammie is calling you, who’s Sammie?”

“Oh she’s my um new stylist.” He stuttered over his words.

“Oh, maybe you should just answer.” You say handing him his phone. He takes it and sets it down.

“No I promised you no phones.” 

She calls again.

“Just answer Shawn, obviously she can’t wait.” You say putting your hands on your hips.

“No, no phones.” He says walking away, now a little ticked off.

“Fine if you won’t answer I will.” You say picking up his phone and sliding the green button.

“No Y/n.” He snaps his head towards you.

“Hello?” You say staring at him.

“Hang up.” He warns you.

“Who is this?”

“It’s Y/n, is this Sammie?”

“Yeah, why are you answering my boyfriends phone?” 

Your heart stops, did she just say boyfriend.

“Sorry, I’m just his stylist and he told me to answer to let you know that he is busy and can’t answer right now.” You say swallowing the lump in your throat. 

“Oh okay.” She says changing her tone.

“Sorry, I’ll have him call you back when he can.”

“Oh okay, thanks.” She says before hanging up. 

“Y/n?” He says softly.

“Tell me I heard her wrong.” You say dropping his phone on the counter. “Tell me she did not just ask my why I was answering HER boyfriends phone.” You shout.

“Y/n let me explain.”

“No, Shawn. Tell me, be honest. Yes or no, are you cheating on me with her?” You say tears threatening to spill.

He looks down and shakes his head. That’s all the answer you need. You wipe your eyes and take a deep breath.

“Wow.” You say out of breath. You walk past him and silently cry as you make your way to your shared bedroom. You grab your duffel bag and start throwing random clothes into the bag.

“Wait, let me explain.” He chases after you, stopping when he sees what you’re doing. “What are you doing?”

“Leaving.” You say grimly.

“No Y/n, please let me explain.” 

“How long?” You ask looking at him.

“Y/n.” He sighs.

“Answer the question Shawn.”

“About three months.” 

“Jesus Christ.” You hysterically laugh as you continue shoving clothes into your bag.

“Y/n, please.” He says taking you hands.

“Stop Shawn, you don’t get to explain.” You say ripping your hands from his.

“Why? That’s not fair.” He says trying to grab you again.

“Not fair?” You want to slap him but you don’t. “Not fair, wanna know what’s not fair Shawn, it’s not fair that I trusted you. I trusted you with my heart, with my soul, with my love, and you fucking threw it all away. That’s not fair.” You shout grabbing your bag and walking through the apartment grabbing your school things and anything else you might need.

“Stop for a second and talk to me.” He says following. “I didn’t throw anything away.”

“Do you seriously not see anything wrong with what you did?” You ask turning to look at you.

“It didn’t mean anything.” He says shaking his head. “You, you are the one I wanna be with you, you are the one I want.”

“You lost that.” You point at him. “You lost it, you lost me.” You cry.

“No, don’t say that.”

“Listen to me Shawn. You told me you weren’t going to be like the others. You told me that you weren’t going to hurt me, or break my heart. I believed you and let you in. I honestly thought that you were an actual prince charming. You were my knight in shining armor. I was so in love with you, I would have given you anything. Now?” You sigh watching him break in front of you. “I can’t even look at you, you seem like such a lame excuse of a man. You got board at home and instead of telling me, you went out and found another girl to fuck. So I hope your happy, hope you got what you wanted.” You say making your way to the door.

“NO! I WANT YOU. I want you, I want to wake next to you, I want to kiss you goodnight. I want you.” 

“Do you hear yourself? You SLEPT WITH ANOTHER GIRL. She fucking called you HER BOYFRIEND. Last time I checked that was what I called you, no one else. But I guess I was wrong and from now on she can be the ONLY one to call you that.” You say before walking out the door.

“Stop! Y/n STOP.” He races to chase after you. 

“Have a nice life Shawn, I hope Sammie can make you happy.”

“Stop, don’t say that. Please listen.” He says trying to plea with you.

“Goodbye Shawn.” You say getting into your car and starting it.

“NO STOP! I CANT LOSE YOU! Y/N STOP!” He shouts as you start to drive away. 

That’s when your tears fall for real. It’s so much and it’s so bad, but you drive away. You can’t even the stand the thought of him. He can cry, he can be hurt, he can regret this for the rest of his life. It’s his fault, he’s the one who ruined this relationship. He’s the one that cheated, he’s the one that broke your heart. 

It’s done, it’s over.

Wrong Place Wrong Time (25)

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Part 25 of an ongoing series, enjoy :)
A fanfic for a more Mature audience due to violence and language. Read at your own risk :)

Themes=😖,🌟,💣,🎭 ,. (☠️- Harm towards characters, Strong language and Adult themes.)

Summary: You end up in the wrong place at the wrong time and it has negative repercussions. Main characters include: Reader and EXO.

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3 Part 4  Part 5 Part 6  Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12  Part 13  Part 14  Part 15  Part 16  Part 17  Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23 Part 24  Part 26  Part 27  Part 28  Part 29  Part 30  Part 31  Part 32  Part 33  Part 34  Part 35 (Final)

Word Count: 4,400

🎭 DRAMA!!!
Love triangle, Love Square. Whatever shape you want to call it, but be prepared for PLENTY of ‘somewhat’ angsty romantic conflict and angsty feels. (Sorry, you’ll dislike me after this haha)


You were embarrassed, beyond belief and angry to the point where your hands were shaking. Why would Yixing do that to you? Sure you had to clean up what had happened between you and him, but it was never anything serious and you had told him right off the bat that it was wrong, the last person you had ever expected to act in this type of manner was Yixing, he was normally so reasonable. You rushed over to the kitchen to grab a glass and fill it up with water and rushed back to the board. He had riled you up so much, that your breathing was heavy. Without really thinking you walked around the table and threw the water over Yixing.
It was silent for a moment; everyone was looking between you and Yixing in shock.

“You have to be kidding me…” Yixing breathed heavily through his nose, looking at you through angry eyes.
“YOU HAVE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!” He jumped up from his seat lunging over at you and bringing you down hard onto the table. Before you had a chance to think, he was pinning you down and shaking you violently, you stared up into his face. He looked nothing like the Yixing you knew from before; this was a completely different man. This was a barbarian. A beast. You grabbed at his hair, pulling it and attempting to get him off of you.

“After the way I’ve treated you Y/N, with such love and care. This is how you repay me, by fucking Minseok?! You think he’s worthy of you? he’ll only hurt you. That’s all he’s capable of.” He lifted your shoulders about an inch off of the table and slammed you back down again, causing you to cry out in pain, this was all happening so fast. You brought your knee up hard, knocking him just under his breast bone where his healing wound was located. He let out a growl, but it wasn’t enough to get him off of you, he was still shaking you wildly and you were beginning to develop a headache, you closed your eyes tightly shut, in the hope that it would help the pain to subside.

“GET THE FUCK OFF OF HER YIXING!” You heard Chanyeol shout from beside you. Only opening your eyes when you felt Yixing’s weight being lifted off of your body, you shuffled down to the end of the table where Junmyeon was sat.

“Are you okay Y/N?” He lifted you up off the table and lowered you into your seat beside Minseok. You didn’t even bother replying as you turned your attention to Chanyeol and Yixing who were now fighting each other.

“Are you out of your fucking mind?!” Chanyeol shouted, landing a punch on Yixing’s jaw and throwing him against the wall, causing him to groan deeply in pain, but he still wasn’t done yet; head-butting Chanyeol on the lip he held him in a headlock and dragged him to the floor. They began scuffling and shouting obscenities. You were in such shock you began to cry. You had never seen Chanyeol act this violent towards somebody in your life and Yixing was supposed to be the sweet one. You should’ve listened to Jongin that night when he told you Yixing was a dangerous man; he specifically said he was one of the most dangerous but you didn’t want to believe it and now you were in a state.

“Stop it!” Kyungsoo shouted getting up from his seat, trying to restrain Yixing whilst Sehun stood up to restrain Chanyeol. Your heart was thumping amongst your chest, this was too crazy for you to handle.

“Touch her again, and I will kill you!” Chanyeol spat at Yixing.

“She doesn’t belong to you Chanyeol!” Yixing shouted, raising to his knees, both men were panting, on the floor, blood dropping from Chanyeol’s lip, whilst blood was dripping from Yixing’s nose.

“She doesn’t fucking belong to you either Yixing, she doesn’t belong to anyone! Besides she’s not sleeping with Minseok, why are you so damn jealous?”

It’s as though what Chanyeol had said flicked another switch in Yixing’s head, as he pounced on top of Chanyeol again, punching him directly in the mouth.

“Fuck it, someone throw me a taser!” Kyungsoo shouted. Junmyeon wasted no time in fulfilling Kyungsoo’s request, he ran over to where the ammunition cases were, opening one of them up, picking out a taser and throwing it towards Kyungsoo. The next thing you know, Kyungsoo was pointing it towards Yixing who began fitting momentarily and then falling limply on top of Chanyeol’s body. The room fell silent again; you were all just staring at Yixing, who a moment ago was behaving like a rabid dog. You were so dazed and only really started to begin feeling the pain in your shoulders, from the impact of him pushing you against the table.

“Show’s over! We’ll have to have this meeting tomorrow, everybody out!” Junmyeon shouted, he was frowning so angrily, it was near enough the angriest you’d ever seen him, he kicked Yixing’s limp body and stormed out of the board.
Sehun dragged Yixing’s body up and threw it over his shoulder, shaking his head.

“I’ll take him to bed. Stupid bastard…” He muttered under his breath leaving the room too. Since there really was nothing else to see, everybody began filing out of the room slowly one by one. You were behind Jongin, following him out of the door when suddenly he stopped you and pushed you back in to the room again, He was frowning at you angrily, standing directly in front of you as you leant yourself against one of the chairs. Your eyes widened. Not again.

“You’ve been having sex with Minseok haven’t you?” He huffed, crossing his hands over his chest and tapping his foot impatiently on the ground. Even though you knew you were not in the wrong, you felt intimidated and your mouth was growing dry.

“I’ve not been sleeping with him!” You whined, trying to push Jongin backwards so you could get out of the room, but it wasn’t working, he wouldn’t budge.

“But you definitely made out with him didn’t you. Me and Yixing aren’t the best of friends, but I can tell you one thing. He’s not a liar.” He paused looking down at your face; he let out a half-hearted laugh after you didn’t say anything. “I don’t believe you’d go and do this, you know how I feel. I’ve never outwardly said it, but was that necessary after I kissed you and the looks I’ve been giving you every now and then at the dinner table?”

“I’ve never reciprocated those feelings Jongin, and I’ve never let on that I like you, so don’t you even go there.”

He scoffed, giving you a less than impressed look. “You really don’t know what you’ve gone and done. You’re so much more stupid then I thought. Don’t you know what a testosterone filled man behaves like when his emotions are out of whack? You’ve allowed a handful of men in this house to have passionate physical contact with you. I hope you know how fucking messy this house is going to get. And I hope you can handle it Y/N. Congratulations babe, you’ve only just gone and started a war.” He bent down and kissed you, forcing his tongue inside of your mouth and lightly gripping your throat with his hand. But this time he wasn’t kissing because of passion, he was doing it to spite you. Almost as though he was signifying the beginning of this ‘war’ and showing you how much shit you were in. Jongin wasn’t letting this one slide. The way he was kissing you was derogatory, nothing about it felt good, in fact it felt abusive, and he knew it. That’s what he was aiming for. He withdrew his tongue from inside your mouth and pulled away from your face, giving you one last glare, he turned around and walked out of the board leaving you alone. You stood there for a while, staring down at your pyjamas, what on Earth had you started?

You hurriedly carried yourself to Minseok’s room, you needed to talk to him right now. Knocking quietly on his door, you waited looking nervously up and down the corridor to make sure nobody was lurking about. You were sure everyone was settling down to sleep right now, but you had learnt that taking extra precaution in this place was a crucial tool in aiding your survival. The door opened slowly, revealing Minseok, who was peeking around the side, his eyes widened when he saw you and he stepped aside allowing you to come in. Shutting the door behind you, he pulled you into a hug.

“Oh gosh Y/N are you okay. Yixing went crazy I’m so sorry.” You were quiet, too busy enjoying the vibrations of his voice where your head was resting on his chest. “I’m sorry I didn’t step up to do anything, I couldn’t make it obvious.” You pulled away from him now, a little bit frustrated at what he said.

“Make what obvious Minseok?! It’s not like we’re actually screwing.”

“I know that…but we did make out… three times. Christ, this should never have happened, it’s such a mess.” He ran his hand through his hair in irritation.

You looked down at your legs guiltily and bit your lips anxiously, he was regretting it and it didn’t really sit well with you. Logically you knew that this was all stupid and wrong, but for some reason that you couldn’t explain, you couldn’t help but feel disappointed.

“Jongin said I’ve started a war…” You whispered, keeping your eyes trained on your legs.

“He what?”

“He said I’ve started a war. He said I was stupid for making more than one guy feel involved with me, I’m scared I don’t know what to do. It wasn’t my intention to make them think I liked them, I wasn’t aware I was giving off that vibe, I never outwardly said I liked them, why would they just assume so?” You let out a frustrated sigh, this wasn’t fair on you. You didn’t deserve this.

“Wait, you’ve…kissed Jongin and Yixing?” Minseok frowned, it was only for a split second but you still saw it. You nodded slowly, looking at him apprehensively.

“Well yes… No.. I mean, they came onto me! But… I didn’t deny it. It was just a spur of the moment reaction thing you know. But I don’t feel anything for them. I admit I thought there was something for Yixing at one point, but I was wrong there wasn’t.”

He stared at you blankly, and the 5 second long silence felt like an eternity.
“You know Y/N we can’t do this.” Minseok shook his head. “This was all a mistake, it was my fault I should never have let you in, I should never have told you all the things about myself that I did. We need to stop this okay. The kissing it can never happen again, the hugs, these ‘moments’, they all have to stop. Don’t knock on my door again, don’t speak to me again, don’t look at me again. This was all a huge fucking mistake.” His voice was slowly raising and the tone becoming harsher.

You blinked, confused. Why was he doing this? It was crushing you.
“For fuck sake Minseok I know this isn’t love, but you don’t have to go and say all of that.”

“I know it’s not fucking love Y/N I’m not stupid, but I’m not even going to give it a chance to turn into that. The last thing I ever want in my damn life is to fall in love especially with you!” He hissed, his face was stern now and his voice was becoming harsh. You were upset, you weren’t even sure why but you just were. The fact that the relationship between you and Minseok had come all this way, from him wanting to kill you, to him wanting you to stay with him and cuddle him in bed, and now this. You were driving straight back to square one.

“So you’re telling me you never want to speak to me again, so long as we’re in this house?” You knitted your brows together; you were not going to cry. You refused to give Minseok the satisfaction of your hurt.

“That’s exactly what I’m saying Y/N, this is just one huge mistake. Now get out of my room and leave me alone. I hope you’ve received my message loud and clear because I’m never repeating this again.” He opened the door of his room and pushed you out, locking it from the inside. Your chest was heaving up and down you couldn’t even begin to put into words how angry you were, so instead you put it into action. You kicked his door as hard as you could, leaving a small dent at the bottom.

“I hate you Kim Minseok!” You half-shouted, turning around to make your way to bed. Looking up you saw Chanyeol standing there, holding a bloodied tissue to his lip.
“What the fuck are you staring at?!” You hissed, pushing past him and storming off to your room.


You woke up the next morning surprisingly well refreshed, you assumed it was due to the fact that you had let off steam that needed to be released for weeks, the second reason being that yesterday was a bit of shock for you and Minseok and so he didn’t mean anything he had said to you, it was just the only way that he thought of dealing with the issue at the time, you’d speak to him today when you had the time to. You weren’t particularly hungry that morning so you didn’t bother eating any food, you just had a shower and brushed your teeth and decided to spend the whole morning drawing animated characters in your room. It was around 1pm when you heard a light knock on your door, you opened it revealing Chanyeol on the other side. You frowned at his lip, it still looked really sore.

“I hope, that doesn’t hurt too much.”

“Ah, no actually it hurts like a bitch. I’d give it a pain rating of 12 on a scale of 10.” He smiled at you, making you smile at him back. You honestly missed the days where it was just you and Chanyeol. “Actually I just came to check on you, yesterday was a mess.”

“Well I’m fine, thanks for checking.” You said, about to close your door, when he stopped it with his foot.

“And… I was wondering if you wanted to go out somewhere, for the day. We haven’t done ‘being best friends’ for centuries.” He threw some finger quotes in the air. “Besides, I thought it might help you take your mind of things.”
You smiled softly; Chanyeol was always looking out for you. It was true since the night at the club and the day you first came here, you and Chanyeol hadn’t done anything together like you usually would and it would be a huge lie to say that you didn’t miss it. It had always been you and Chanyeol against the world, besides it would be nice to finally get some daylight and fresh air, otherwise you’d turn into a vampire some time soon. You nodded your head, skipping over to the side to slip on your shoes and back over to Chanyeol again. You followed him down the corridor, towards the board when Jongdae came out from nowhere.

“Oi Chanyeol!” He was wearing a huge smile on his face. “We’re going to the club tonight, you coming or nah?”

“No. I’m busy the whole day.” Chanyeol said pointing at you.

Jongdae raised his eyebrows and smiled again. “Your loss. We’re. Going. To. Get. Some. Whores.” He laughed and skipped down the corridor. That was the happiest that you had ever seen Jongdae, how thirsty was he to sleep with a female?
Chanyeol rolled his eyes.

“Wait here Y/N, I’m going to get hats and masks we can’t be seen, okay?”

You nodded, rocking back and forth on your heels and toes waiting for him to return.

“Alright, ready?” He asked, holding up the items in his hands. “Let’s go.”


You went everywhere with Chanyeol that afternoon, Shopping for a few bits and pieces, then to a burger bar that you had wanted to try a year ago but you never had time for, after the two of you ate you watched a film at the cinema and then he took you to a dessert parlour if you weren’t full already, you definitely were now.
It was getting dark now, the sky was a beautiful dark purple/blue with streaks of orange and you felt so calm. He was right it really took your mind off of all of the built up tension you had been experiencing and it just felt so lovely to spend some quality time with Chanyeol again. You got into the SUV and were waiting to go home, only to recognise that you were being driven the opposite way.

“Chan, where are you taking us?” You sat up peering out of the window at the passing trees and lampposts on the pavement beside you.

“It’s a secret.” He said locking the doors, keeping one hand on the steering wheel; he stretched over opening the glove compartment and pulled out a bottle of Chloroform. Your eyes opened wide.

“Oh my God Chanyeol! No! Stop it!” You screamed.

“I’m joking Y/N!” He laughed putting the chloroform back into the compartment and unlocking the doors again. Tears of laughter stream down his eyes.

“Chanyeol, that wasn’t funny, you bastard!” You punched him in the thigh.

“Ouch!” He shouted, whilst laughing. “But you should’ve seen your face, it was priceless!”

You tried hard to keep your face scrunched up, but you ended up laughing too. Oh how you had missed Chanyeol.

“Okay we’re here.” He pulled up onto a patch of grass, next to what looked like a shed. You got out of the car a little apprehensively, looking around; you were on a road of what looked abandoned cottages. You had never seen this place in your life. Chanyeol removed a key from his pocket, unlocking the padlock and pulling you inside the shed. He clicked a switch and suddenly a multitude of fairly lights switched on. There was a bed in the middle and cushions everywhere, you stared around in awe, it was so beautiful in here and the lights made it all the more magical.

“Chanyeol…” You were breathless, in the most positive way in a long time. “What is this place? It’s beautiful.”

He smiled up at you, kicking his shoes off and dragging you onto the bed beside him. “I knew you’d like it. It’s my place; it’s like a little getaway, when I need space this is where I come. I thought it would be nice for us to come here and speak and just chill out, what do you think?”
You hugged him tightly.

“Yes Chanyeol, this is amazing thank you!” He laughed into your hair, the both of you making yourself comfortable on the bed.
“You know, I feel like a Pokémon master.” You laughed

“What?” Chanyeol raised a brow.

“Well because since I’ve been here I feel like I keep ‘unlocking’ these new characters, you guys keep telling me things about yourself that I never knew and it’s like you’ve evolved into these new people, it’s really weird. The only people that I’ve not unlocked further into are Jongdae, Yixing…and you Chanyeol.”

Chanyeol laughed. “You know everything about me already Y/N. There’s no more unlocking to do.” You raised an eyebrow at him, but taking his word for it you let it go.
“So tell me what you’ve been unlocking then?” He asked sitting up and pulling you closer to him.

“Well…” You thought for a while, resting your head against his shoulder. “I know how Kyungsoo’s parent’s preferred Babu over him; Sehun’s mum died in his arms, poor kid. Kris Baekhyun and Jongin are apparently now all related. And all that jazz.” You smiled up at Chanyeol, you felt nostalgic, it felt like you were 15 all over again and you were hanging out in your room after school.

“Hmmm. I also hear you’ve been unlocking hearts, lips and…your virginity. Is that true.” You sat up removing your head from his shoulders and rolled your eyes.

“Chanyeol, for fucks sake I thought we came here to get away from that. And no! I didn’t sleep with Minseok, ‘that’ has not been unlocked yet. I swear on Quinn, you should believe me Chan, you out of all people!”

“Okay, I believe you. But what about the kissing, can you swear on Quinn for that?” He asked, raising a brow.
You looked down at your lap and shook your head lightly. You heard him let out a sigh. “So I assume you kissed Yixing as well then.”

“…and Jongin” You whispered.

“For fuck sake Y/N, what’s wrong with you?” You were beginning to get angry at Chanyeol now, who was he to get mad at you it was none of his business who you kissed in the first place, and it wasn’t the way he thought it was. You hated this situation it made you look like the player, like a whore but that wasn’t the case, it wasn’t like that.

“Why do you care Chanyeol, it’s not your business anyway!” You hissed.

He laughed at you disbelievingly, “Of course it’s my business, if it involves you it concerns me Y/N! They’re not good for you! None of them are, they would never know how to treat a woman like you Y/N they’re too damaged to cater to your needs, they don’t know the first thing about you! I mean Minseok tried to kill you for fuck sake, what were you thinking?! He’ll never treat you like the Princess you are Y/N, none of them will!”

“Why are you being like this Chanyeol?! It’s not like I’m in love with Minseok, for fucks sake it was a kiss, and it was a mistake! Why are you being so defensive?!”

“Good and I’m glad it’s not love. He’s not allowed to love you. No one is. No one is but me!”

You frowned at Chanyeol, not catching on to what he was saying, and suddenly he slid his hands around your waist, pulling you into him and kissing you on the lips, his lips were warm and soft and it was gentle, but no, this isn’t what you wanted.

“No! Chanyeol what the fuck?! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?”

“I LOVE YOU Y/N HOW HAVE YOU NEVER SEEN THAT?!” he screamed at you standing up from the bed and looming over you.

“You’re like a brother to me Chanyeol, why would I see you in such an inappropriate way?!” Your head was spinning. This is not the type of ‘unlocking’ you wanted to do.

“10 years Y/N! 10 fucking years! And you think all I wanted to do was be friends. Okay yes, I admit at first that’s all it was, but from the age of 18 it wasn’t all so innocent anymore, I wanted you in more way than one. To love you in more way than one! Because I know how to treat you properly, I know what makes you happy, how to make you smile when you’re feeling sad, how to comfort you when you’re upset. How have you never noticed that Y/N? HOW?”
Tears were streaming down his face at this point and he was shaking violently.
“And now you’re throwing all of my love away, for one of these pieces of shits that you’ve barely known for two minutes. Are you fucking kidding me?!” He walked over to the wall ripping the fairy lights from it, and throwing them down onto the bed behind you.

“Why are you telling me this?! WHY ARE YOU TELLING ME THIS CHANYEOL?! Why would you go and fuck our friendship up now, 10 years Chanyeol, 10 YEARS! I want to go home, now! NOW!”
You grabbed on your shoes, and ran out of the shed to the car. You both got into the car not saying a word to each other, the silence was the most deafening and excruciating you had ever experienced, and neither of you were attempting to break it any time soon.


When you got back to the house it smelt like alcohol, you forgot about the boys having a club outing. One of the things you hated. You saw a drunken half naked Baekhyun crawling on the floor laughing loudly and no one in particular, and Jongdae pressed up on a wall with his tongue halfway down a girls throat. Great. Drunk people, something else you hated. You were still shaking from earlier and were trying desperately hard to not cry, all you needed right now was to be comforted and there was only one person who was going to give that to you. Minseok.

 You walked up to his room, a shaking mess, but when you got to his door you froze in your spot. You could hear a female; calling out Minseok’s name. The calls sounded euphoric and you knew what was going on, but because you were naive and disbelieving you pressed your ear to the door, to convince yourself that it wasn’t true, but you only hurt yourself more. You heard grunting and moaning and more name calling.

Minseok brought a whore home.

You felt your heart crumbling inside your chest as you stood there with your mouth agape, you were paralysed in your spot.

You heard footsteps behind you and a sarcastic laugh, causing you to turn your head around. Standing there was a tipsy Yixing, holding half a glass of alcohol in his hand, he took a swig from his cup and smiled at you cruelly.


“I told you Minseok would only go and hurt you. You should’ve fucking listened.”

the soulmate au- part 1

hey! it’s your favourite constantly on-hiatus mod trash!!! and here i am with the most garbage au yet. there’ll be a second part (hopefully), so heads up. love you all and stay safe!

  • amelie’s first words to her are ‘va te faire foutre.’
  • or, for an english translation, fuck you. a true french romance.
  • the line-skipping girl looks at her, shocked. amelie sneers.
  • ‘quoi? you understand this, but you do not understand basic courtesy?’
  • a slow smile creeps over the girl’s face. amelie scowls at her, teeth bared.
  • ‘on the contrary.’
  • oh, fuck.
  • amelie stares at her in disbelief. ‘you have got to be kidding me.’
  • ‘hi, soulmate.’
  • ‘impossible.’ amelie growls. ‘let me see your arm.’
  • the girl shrugs, rolls up her sleeve. written in elegant, swooping handwriting are those very words. amelie hisses in disgust.
  • ‘a brit. what will papa think?’
  • ‘whoa there! i’d like to think we’re not so bad. ‘sides, you’re one to talk about courtesy when you’ve made me live with this on me chalk.’
  • amelie squints, uncomprehending. ‘quoi?’
  • ‘chalk farm. y’know, arm.’
  • ‘you are a child.’ amelie has a sudden thought. ‘quelle âge a tu? you look twelve.’
  • ‘twenty-six. ignoring the jab.’
  • ‘merde.’
  • ‘what? how old are you?’
  • ‘thirty-three.’
  • ‘christ, you’re a fucking dinosaur.’
  • amelie sighs at her. she’s panicking inwardly- this can’t be happening. not now, after gérard. ‘tu me gonfles.’
  • ‘rude. so tell me, soulmate-’
  • ‘no. listen to me.’
  • she closes her mouth and looks at her.
  • ‘we-’ amelie gestures- ‘might be soulmates, but it means nothing. nothing. don’t speak to me again.’
  • and then amelie gets in a car and drives off, tires screeching.
  • ‘well, this has been a complete shitfuck,’ the girl says cheerfully, and then walks off.
  • unfortunately, gabriel reyes can read his sister all too well. when she steps out of the car, looking pale and drawn, he sweeps her over to the side of the mansion and squints at her suspiciously.
  • ‘quoi?’
  • ‘you look weird.’
  • ‘so do you. i’m just too polite to say something about it.’
  • ‘on the contrary,’ he says with a grin, but it falters when she flinches. and then it returns full force.
  • ‘oh my god.’
  • ‘no, gabriel.’
  • ‘don’t full-name me. oh my god. you met them.’
  • ‘i’m afraid i have no idea what you’re talking about.’
  • ‘your soulmate, dummy.’
  • dummy?’
  • ‘stop changing the subject. who is it?’
  • amelie sighs, sits on a bench. ‘a brit.’
  • ‘ooh.’
  • ‘no. i told her to never speak to me again.’
  • ‘harsh.’
  • ‘necessary.’ she looks tired.
  • ‘okay.’
  • she blinks at him in surprise. ‘you’re not going to push it?’
  • ‘nah,’ he says. ‘you’ll talk to me if you’re ready.’
  • she smiles, pulls him into an affectionate half-hug. ‘merci.’
  • ‘sure.’
  • soulmates have always been a sore topic, ever since the lacroix family adopted sombra, a skittish kid with a burn scar over her tattoo, too precise to be anything but deliberate. ‘it’s hypothesised that it was an introductory sentence,’ the social worker at the orphanage had said. ‘most of these cases involve- well, let’s just say it was likely a girl’s name.’
  • not to mention the time when amelie’s fiancé gérard had found his soulmate on the night he proposed, and had broken off the engagement two weeks before the wedding with a half-hearted apology.
  • fuck him, anyways.
  • she goes inside and sips cafe au lait and tries not to think about it.
  • and this goes on for two weeks, until finally sombra confronts her in the kitchen.
  • ‘listen, hermana. i don’t know who this girl is, who said what’s written on your arm. but you know what? you should maybe stop being such a baby about it and go and find her.’
  • amelie looks at her flatly. ‘i don’t want a soulmate.’
  • ‘fine! that’s fine! but obviously it’s been fucking you up lately. i know the gérard thing was a clusterfuck, but you should consider it. and it’s your choice. but i’ve grown up not even knowing- hell, anyone could be my soulmate- and i’ve wished sometimes that i could at least know. and if it doesn’t work out, who gives a damn? you’re fine as hell, sis. catch someone else.’
  • amelie just blinks at her, and then sighs. ‘okay.’
  • ‘what?’
  • ‘i’ll give it a try.’
  • ‘hell yeah!’ gabe pops out from behind the counter
  • gabriel reyes-’
  • and so amelie tracks her down.
  • ‘lena oxton,’ gabe reads from over sombra’s shoulder. ‘and her picture- ooh, she’s cute.’
  • amelie examines her nails and fakes disinterest. ‘is she? i didn’t notice.’
  • ‘she runs an international crime syndicate.’ sombra says.
  • what?’
  • ‘joking, joking. just making sure you were paying attention.’
  • amelie shoots her the middle finger.
  • ‘and she’s in paris right now, probably. here’s her- oh my god! it has her number!’
  • ‘it’s 2 am,’ amelie warns.
  • ‘don’t be such a coward. i’m going to-’
  • no-’
  • and then the phone beeps. gabe holds it above his head, grinning, as amelie swipes for it. 
  • she picks up on the third ring, voice sleep-scratchy through the phone.
  • ‘lo?’
  • ‘bonjour.’
  • a pause. ‘please tell me this isn’t who i think it is.’
  • ‘yes. it’s me.’
  • you’re so dramatic, sombra mouths. amelie ignores her.
  • ‘um. okay?’
  • ‘i’d like to talk to you.’
  • the rustle of blankets. ‘sure. what’s up?’
  • ‘you’re my soulmate,’ amelie says bluntly. ‘and i’d like to consider pursuing an… affiliation.’
  • gabe rolls his eyes.
  • ‘hell does that mean?’
  • ‘she means,’ sombra says abruptly, and amelie sends her a panicked glare, ‘that you’re cute and she wants to hit that.’
  • ‘um…?’
  • ‘my apologies. my sister.’
  • ‘okay. this is going to sound weird- what’s your name?’
  • ‘amelie. amelie lacroix.’
  • ‘like…’ and amelie waits for her to say ‘giant corporation,’ or ‘corrupt political family, but instead: ‘the soda?’
  • quoi?’
  • sombra cackles. ‘the soda! jesus, amiga!’
  • ‘no,’ amelie says mournfully, ‘like the prime minister.’
  • ‘ah. shit.’
  • ‘pardon?’
  • ‘that explains why you’re so pretty.’
  • gabe swoons. amelie flips him off.
  • there’s the click of typing. ‘ooh. an affair in the family? corruption, scandals left and right- well, i guess that explains my words.’
  • sombra grins at that. ‘speaking of, what are those?’
  • ‘oh? these? fuck you.’
  • sombra recoils. ‘excuse me?’
  • ‘no, those are mine. except in french.’
  • ‘hold up,’ gabe pipes up. ‘your first words to your soulmate were ‘fuck you’?’
  • amelie has a headache. ‘yes or no.’
  • ‘what?’
  • ‘to the… affiliation.’
  • ‘god, you’re so awkward,’ sombra says.
  • ‘oh, that? sure.’
  • ‘ah.’
  • an awkward silence.
  • ‘well, i’ll see you. tomorrow, 9 am, near that one crêpe shop near the eiffel?’
  • ‘oui.’
  • ‘got it. cheers, love.’
  • amelie blushes fiercely. sombra lets out an ‘ooh’.
  • ‘it’s a date,’ amelie says finally, and there’s a quiet laugh.
  • ‘it’s a date.’
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Christopher Plummer, William Hurt, Bradley Whitford, Michael Imperioli and Linus Roache also star in the film from Todd Robinson (White Squall, Lonely Hearts).

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Principal photography is set to begin later this month in Atlanta and Costa Rica.

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Stan is currently in production on Avengers: Infinity War for Marvel Studios/Disney and I, Tonya starring Margot Robbie, and has wrapped work on Steven Soderbergh’s Logan Lucky. He is repped by ICM Partners and Brookside Artist Management.

Jackson will soon be seen in Legendary’s Kong: Skull Island, which Warner Bros. is releasing on Friday, and The Hitman’s Bodyguard for Lionsgate in August. He recently wrapped Brie Larson’s directorial debut Unicorn Store. Jackson is repped by ICM Partners and Anonymous Content.

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Title: “Day 105″

Characters: Mitch Rapp, Stan Hurley, Aiden Breen, Irene Kennedy, Ghost & Reader/OFC

Warnings: Excessive cursing. Stan is pissssssed. Some blood. Yep.

Author’s Note: Thank you so so so much to @dylan-source for allowing me to use the gif of Mitch during his argument with Stan. Your beautiful gifs really help to further bring this story to life.

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