um excuse you like why are we supposed to do this about our best times at this school what

Things the Hogwarts Houses say

(loosely based on conversations I’ve had/overheard)

Hufflepuff -

  • “If you don’t start singing along to High School Musical with me in under 30 seconds you will no longer be my best friend" 
  •  "I swear on my chicken nuggets-”
  • “Yes I made that joke up by my self - no it’s not from Spongebob Squarepants how dARE YOU-”
  • “Speaking of Spongebob can we just take a few moments to discuss how much of a masterpiece that first movie was please”
  • “Ah yes, it’s 3 in the morning, time to get emotional and tell all my friends how much I love them”
  • “You made me chocolate??? Oh my God I love you so much thank you I’ll have some right no - THIS HAS RAISINS IN IT YOU TRICKED ME
  • “Oh my God yeah I saw that movie, my favourite part was when - oh shit wait there’s this adorable kitten video I meant to show you last week and I completely forgot let me get it up on my phone”
  • “Sorry I’m late I was up all night watching those videos where kids get surprised with puppies”
  • “Are you awake? Great, let’s start planning our future homes together, I have a pinterest board ready”
  • “This is my favourite photo album! It’s full of photos of all the cats and dogs I’ve made friends with on my walks, I’ve even given them all names”
  • (crying) “Stop calling me emotional God damn it”

Ravenclaw -

  •  "Of course I remember you said you liked the colour red, you told me at like 1:35 am last year in May"
  • “What? Simplifying equations? No, I can’t help with that but I do know all the words to every Simpsons episode in the first 5 seasons if that helps"
  • “Sorry I really can’t go out today. No I’m fine, I’m just stressed I’m doing something important. I’m trying to memorise all the words to this documentary about frogs - What? Yes of course it’s important!”
  • “I discovered and fully analysed that meme 3 weeks ago, step up your game”
  • “What do you mean why do I have a folder full of strategic plans on how to succeed at animal crossing, that’s not weird?”
  • “Sir, I don’t mean to be rude but I’ve been doing my own research and you’re getting all of this wrong. Well yes I know I’m not the teacher here but - Yes, actually, I’d love to teach the class my self I’ve already made a lesson plan, thank you”
  • No, I won’t come and see Jurassic World with you. Because it’s completely unrealistic! Do you have any idea what dinosaurs are actually supposed to have sounded and looked like? Even adult velociraptors weren’t meant to be that b - OK you know what, I will come, but I’ll be pointing out every single problem to you. No, it’s too late, you already invited me. I’m buying our tickets right now, don’t move”
  • “You really think you can beat me at Mario Kart? I have spent YEARS studying this game and honing my skills, spending hours upon hours training until my hands cramp and even my tv is judging the amount of time I’ve spent playing and you think YOU can beat me? Let’s fucking go
  • “I think these guys think I want to murder them because I followed them home but it’s only because I overheard them talking about what would happen if Pokemon is real and I wanted to see how good their logic was”
  • “Shut up? Shut up? I haven’t shut up for 17 years and I’m not about to start now”
  • (crying) "I just want Shakespeare’s ghost to be proud of me”

Gryffindor - 

  • “I’d love to have a sleepover but it can only be when there’s a thunderstorm so we can dance in the rain, let me check the weather forecast”
  • “Did that bee just try and sting you? COME BACK HERE BEE YOU COWARD I’M GONNA FUCK YOU UP - wait shit no run”
  • "What did you say? Don’t touch it? Alright.” (touches it as soon as the person turns away) “Sucker”
  • “Whaaat? Someone wrote on the desk? No it wasn’t me I would never do th - My name was there? Well, I’m not the only one in the world with my na - My surname was there too? What are the chances?!”
  • “Help me I started saying lmao ironically and I can’t stop”
  • “Before you say anything it wasn’t me - unless it was something awesome then I definitely planned the whole thing”
  • Excuse me? They said what to you? … I have to go for a second, I just remembered something completely unrelated. No, no, I’m not taking this fork with me for any particular reason”
  • “Um, did you just tell me it’s impossible to sing along to a guitar solo? Stand back. Your mind is about to get blown”
  • “I am so not drunk! I’m completely drunk! … Wait shit I meant sober”
  • “I bet I can stay up for longer than you - what no I’m not tired shut up - nO THAT WASN’T A YAWN I WAS JUST SHOWING YOU WHAT IT WOULD LOOK LIKE IF I WAS TIRED - SEE I DID IT AGAIN TOTALLY ON PURPO - ok fuck you I’m going to sleep”

Slytherin - 

  • “Oh my God, just tell me what you did already so I can start complaining”
  • “Sorry, I didn’t catch that. Did you say STOP saying fuck, or KEEP ON saying fuck?”
  • “Over your dead body? I was hoping you’d say that”
  • “If you even LOOK at them one more time I will take a stick as big as your ego and stick it right up your-”
  • “Don’t come near me or - OK fine, we can snuggle for exactly 15 minutes. I’m setting a timer now”
  • “Hey, I saw you posted a picture of us on instagram yesterday where my eyeliner isn’t completely straight? You’re gonna have to delete that, if anyone thinks my eyeliner isn’t drop dead perfect every day and that I’m not a literal make up goddess I’ll lose my reputation as the Regina George of the school”
  • “But keep the one where I’m wearing no make up so that all those bitches know I still kill it without trying”
  • “Oh come on, you know I’d never do anything to embarrass you! Speaking of which, that video I posted on youtube the other day of you falling down the flight of escalators in the shopping centre has reached over 1000 views”
  • “My dad told me tattoos were trashy so I got a giant tattoo saying ‘trashy’ on my back I’ll send you his reaction later”
  • “I’m not a sentimental person but if you touch my teddy bear I will turn you into a stuffed trophy to put next to him”
  • “What do you mean I look smug this is my normal face”
FP Jones/Andrews Family/Riverdale imagines - Oh Dear Part 1

Originally posted by juggyandbets

AN: It’s so awkward when nearly the whole fandom is in love with the teenage boys on the show and I’m over here obsessing over the DILFs and the girls of the show. So I wrote this to see who else adores the daddies of Riverdale. This will be a series so stick around for more if you love this serpent as much as I. 

Summary: You’re Archie’s old sister and you have a thing for a certain serpent 

Pairing: Reader x FP Jones, Sister!Reader x Archie Andrews, Daughter!Reader x Fred Andrews

Word count: 1,967

Warnings: Well, FP is clearly older than the reader in this fic, none really

It all started when you were younger. Jughead’s Dad came over one night to talk to Jughead. Jughead was round for a sleepover with your younger brother Archie and FP came round because he had some news, about what, you didn’t know. But what you did know was in that moment you realised you were utterly attracted to your younger brother’s best friend’s Dad. That was the moment you knew you were screwed.

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Kick-Ass Chicks: Jasmine Wright

Paving her way through the mostly male dominated tattoo industry is bad-ass tattoo artist and San Diego native, Jasmine Wright. Her insane tattoos may have been the first thing to catch our attention, but her “anti Pinterest” style and no excuses attitude had us itching to know more about her. We had the chance sit down with Jasmine in her downtown San Diego studio and watch her work some serious magic while chatting about tattoos, life choices, and shrimp brokering.

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You’re everything I ever dreamed and more

Note: this exists in a post season 1 universe where they have discovered each other’s identities and they know the other knows, but they haven’t had a lot of time to process/discuss it with each other yet. Hopefully pure fluff. 

The first akuma fight after they had discovered each other’s identities happened on a Thursday. It wasn’t awkward, per se, but it was not the smooth coordinated attack Paris had come to expect from its heroes. Chat Noir would turn to suggest a strategy and find Ladybug already scrutinizing him with an awed, yet disbelieving look on her face. Chat in turn would be distracted by the fact that his Lady had been his classmate (Marinette!) this whole time, just a few meters away. The akuma would take advantage of their distraction and suddenly the whole fight was taking twice as long as it should have.

As soon as the glow from the Miraculous HealingTM had faded and they had their celebratory fistbump, Ladybug smiled and threw out her yo-yo to dash home.

“Wait—” Chat started at the same time as it hit Ladybug for the 64th time that day. “Oh,” her yo-yo fell clattering against the side of the building, “right.”

The only sound that followed was the whir of her yo-yo as it wound up. A blush crept onto Ladybug’s cheeks and Chat’s hand found the back of his neck.

Her earrings beeped and her hand jerked protectively before descending. She smiled and only his years of knowing her (in costume and out!) told him that it was a brave face for show. “Well, there’s no need to hide I guess. Want to sit?”

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Blind date

pairing: steve x reader

Plot: Natasha sets Steve up on a date with her little sister

19. “So, are you liking our date so far?”

Word count: 1,110

Y/f/n: your first name

Y/l/n: your last name

A/n this was supposed to be a short drabble !

Originally posted by bsegifs

When Natasha told Steve that she wanted to set him up with her little sister that she recently reconnected with Steve was a little scared. He thought you were going to be intimidating like Natasha but was pleasantly surprised when he spotted you seated at the table. You wore a maroon a- line dress that cut off just below the knee and simple black flats “y/n?” Steve asked once he reached the table.

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request: “Hey could you possibly do a Remus Lupin imagine where he dated Sirius’ younger sister in their years at Hogwarts but broke up with her when he graduated bc of the werewolf thing. But somehow they meet up again at Hogwarts (during POA) and they get back together (and ofc there was a fight lol). Then during OOTP she stays to teach at Hogwarts when they go out but feels it when Sirius dies and she dies herself. Super sorry if this is long or complicated but I love ur writing so much ❤️❤️”  — by anon

a/n: thank you so much for this lovely request and for appreciating my works! this imagine is long because i wanted you guys to read and understand the development of the characters in this imagine so it’d make sense in the end lol. that’s why this is going to be long af okay. ( approximately 3,667 words oops )

oh, and i don’t really know what to call this or if this has been done before but i’m just going to call it a timeline alright. might do one for the others in the future. x


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The Pains In My Heart

Another piece of writing because I got bored! And Jung Jaehyun is the epitome of my life. Something a little heavier because watching a movie that makes you cry is the best method of healing ever :D Promise it’ll be a happy ending though!~ It’s a pretty long one, and I’m sorry it moves pretty slow. But I hope you enjoy! - Erikah<3

(Photo not mine. Credits to NyLon Magazine)

Genre: Slight Angst, Romance, Neighbor!AU, HighSchool!AU

Word Count: 3,605+

POV: First Person

“Ms. (Y/L/N), this matter is very serious if it goes on any longer. I advise you that you stop with your activities and move somewhere better for your health.”

“I’m sure my daughter understands, Doctor.”

“Good. Now her next appointments are…”

So here am I now in this new part of the city where it’s considered ‘safe for my health.’ No matter where I go, it’ll all be the same in the end. Nowhere is safe for my health. As long as I try to survive and get through the day without breaking a bone. That’s all that mattered to me for the sake of my parents. 

The first day we got to the new house was chaos. You know the deal, bringing out the boxes and unpacking all the dishes, clothes, toiletries, accessories. I wasn’t allowed to carry the things that were ‘too heavy’ for obvious reasons. As usual, dad would always crack jokes and even play around while mom unpacked and messily set the random articles of clothing and the accessories into the various rooms in the house. And for me? To just do as I was told. And the first night I slept, I barely got any. The city sights of our old home gave me comfort, where the loud noises on the streets numbed out the negativity in my head and gave me something to focus on as I slept instead of contemplating my existence. 

I saw no point into moving out here. I already missed the other side of town where my friends were probably missing me. If I even had any. The new high school didn’t exactly make it easier on me either. Kinda like the one back where I used to live. Always kids picking on me and complaining when I had an excuse to sit out on activities that included intense physical activity. Oh yeah, it felt like home now. Everyday for the next two weeks was the same. I woke up, went to school, went home, did my homework, eat, then sleep. The same cycle over and over again with no change.

Until one day, everything seemed to change. As usual, I got up and sat on my bed for awhile staring out my window. The blinds of the opposite window were open, which never happened. I always believed that that house was never occupied. And then, this handsome man appeared, woken up and ready for the day. He was dressed in only a wifebeater and some grey sweatpants with his hair a fluffed up mess, and… Woah. Who was he? Was it possible for someone to wake up as flawless as him? That was until he closed his blinds. I froze on my bed, the image replaying in my head of when he walked into his room, seemingly done with his morning routine.

Eventually, I had to get out of bed. I did my morning routine, got dressed, ate breakfast, and headed out to walk to school. It was slightly chilly that morning on the way, I wished I brought a jacket. Why did I wear such a short sleeve shirt? Luckily, I was there in twenty minutes with ten left to spare. The building could be colder than outside, I swear.

After the first three classes of the morning, it was finally time for lunch. I mainly was by myself, sitting in the corner where no one ever goes to. It was all fine and dandy, until I met the eyes of the same guy I saw next door. This time, in actual clothes and socializing. He was less mysterious in this sense. He seemed to have fun. He stared at me as if he wanted to do so on purpose, until something else caught his attention. What was this feeling in my heart?

The school day began to end, finally. And it was time to walk back home. Just as I was about to head out, I heard a ‘hey you!’ being called out. I normally would ignore it. It was probably someone else being called to. Until I felt a hand on my shoulder. I whipped around to meet the same eyes of the boy next door. I was numb.

“Hey you, I was calling for you~”

“Do I know you?” I questioned him. Well, duh of course I knew him, what a dumb question…

“Well, I am your next door neighbor. Perhaps I didn’t introduce myself. Ahem, Jung Jaehyun. Junior class,” he said as he held out his hand, a small smile appeared on his lips. So he was a year above me. I hesitantly took his hand with a shy grin.

“(Y/N), sophomore class.”

“Year younger, eh? Well, I suppose I can walk you home,” he said as his smile got wider. 

The walk home was pretty pleasant. Jaehyun was an interesting person. Pretty popular among the crowd and had friends who were just a popular. He was pretty intelligent as well, which made the girl swoon. He sounded so perfect, and why was someone so perfect talking to someone who had nothing to offer? I guess you could say I’m a prude. I was nothing compared to what his life was like. 

“I mean, there could be some upsides in your life right?”

“If taking meds and constantly protecting yourself from almost everything was fun, I would consider my life an amusement park.”

“C’mon Negative Nancy, don’t get like that.”

“I’m not that pessimistic, I swear!” We could both laugh at my misery and how silly it was. He made my spirits lifted somehow. Like the world was off my shoulders finally. It was a fun time until we both stopped by my house.

“Well, I guess tomorrow is a new day, huh?”

“Yep. And no worries, (Y/N). It’ll always be a better day tomorrow. Don’t get too negative on me, eh?”

“Yeah yeah~ No time for lectures right now, ok? Well, see you at school, Jae!”

“You too, little miss sunshine~”

The little nickname he gave me made me chuckle and feel warm on the inside. Maybe I finally found a friend who’ll stick out for me. How wonderful. Until my mood swing hit and said, ‘He only pitied you. Don’t think it won’t happen again.’ It was fun while it lasted, as I always say.

For the next few months, it was like this. Me and Jaehyun walking to school together, meeting up at lunch with his friends to hang out, coming home afterschool and spending more time together in his house. And then go to bed to do the same thing all over again. Our moms would even tease us for going on ‘dates.’ Ridiculous, right? I’ll admit, it was kinda cute to be teased that we were a couple.

We couldn’t keep secrets from each other. We were the best of friends. Why would I lie to him? But thruthfully, I already broke that rule since Day One. I wouldn’t dare tell him what was wrong with me. Why I couldn’t do certain activities and why I was suddenly negative at random times. I couldn’t even tell him why I was on so many medications at once. We were supposed to tell each other everything right?. 

 Until that fateful night. That’s when he finally found out everything.

On a Saturday afternoon, Jaehyun sent a text even if he was in the next window of the house. 

[3:50] (Y/N)! I wanted to tell you something!

[3:50] What haven’t you told me? lol

[3:51] Hurtful, hahah

[3:51] Anyway, Taeyong’s picking me up to head over to Taeil’s house in about 20 minutes. The guys will be there. You wanna come?

[3:52] Um, heck yeah! Casual?

[3:52] No, we’re going to prom. Of course dress casual, silly~

[3:52] lol, you meanie. I’ll be at the house in about 15.

[3:53] sounds good~ I’ll let them know you’re coming with.

And as usual, I dressed into a jacket and some leggings with a random band shirt thrown in my closet. Surely I didn’t look like I tried to fit in, did I? After a few minutes of laying around in my bed, I got up and headed for next door, just about five minutes before we were supposed to leave. I rang the doorbell about three times before a hoodie-clad Jaehyun stood at the door.

“You’re here a bit early~”

“Don’t pretend like you don’t miss me.”

“I’m not saying I didn’t,” he said as we both chuckled. I stepped back as he went to lock up his door. And at that moment, I heard Taeyong pull up on the driveway of the house. I turned to look around and gave a wave to the car. Well actually it was a seven-seater SUV, suiting his ‘father-like’ image. But it managed to fit the whole group regardless. 

Jaehyun and I squeezed into the van, which had enough room for the both of us. And the ten minute drive to the house wasn’t too quiet either. Boys were normally loud, regardless of age or whoever was in the car. 

“So (Y/N), finally joining in one of our parties, eh?”

“It’s not exactly a party if we’re just drinking and playing video games, Yuta,” Doyoung said, making the whole car burst into laughter. 

“Well, actually I can’t drink too much.”

“Why not? Age is nothing but a number, (Y/N). We won’t tell the cops.”

“Unless you want me to die Johnny, then I’ll take nine tequila shots.” The car was filled with more chuckles and laughs as more conversation went on. Soon, we arrived to Taeil’s house, getting out the car and piling up in his living room.

This went on for a couple of hours. The smell of alcohol in the air made me feel a bit heavy, but I went on. Jaehyun kept me by his side at all times in case something happened to me, but truthfully wherever he was, I couldn’t even breathe.

“It’s just us, Jae. I don’t need to be babysitted. I’m just gonna sit on the couch.”

“Nuh-uh. You’re like my baby sister. No way in heck I’m letting you out my sight.”

Being called baby sister made a pang of hurt run through my heart. Why did I hate being called that? I wasn’t ever like that to him. But instead of saying it outloud, I just kept quiet and stood next to him the whole time. Damn you mood swings. It was like that for the night, I stayed by him because well, I was told to and that I couldn’t sit anywhere else because of the smell of alcohol everywhere. They didn’t even drink that much, why was it so strong?

Even the smell of it coming from their cups made me gag a bit. My brain was swirling until Doyoung proposed we take a road trip up the hills on the outskirts of town. I could barely handle the smell of alcohol in the house, so I was relieved when he mentioned something about going outdoors. It was that moment that we headed into the car, piling in one by one. Then we realized that we didn’t have any space for me in the SUV.

“Damn, do we have to leave her here?”

“Shut up, no we don’t. Um… (Y/N)…” Jaehyun said as he patted his lap. Suddenly, my cheeks turned red. Why was my heart suddenly beating so fast? Why did it suddenly hurt? The car erupted in little cheers and ‘whoops’ as I took a seat on his lap, closing the door before it was locked by a pretty sober Taeyong. 

As conversation went on in the car, I looked out the window to calm myself from my surroundings. And then I was tapped on the shoulder. 

“Hey (Y/N), you don’t look too well. Do you wanted to be taken home?”

“Mmm, no.. I’m… I’m fine. Really. Just out of it for the night.”

“Are you sure? You’re really pale and slightly out of breath. Do you need the window opened a little?” Upon his words, the window opened just a bit to let in fresh cool air into the car, which made the breathing a bit easier on my part. 

“That’s better…Thank you, Jae.”

“Of course, whatever little miss sunshine so desires,” he said with a cheesy smile, patting my belly gently as another blush crept on my cheeks. Before anymore teasing or crude jokes could be thrown at us, we finally arrive on top a high hill. As we got out of the van, the air hit my senses. It relieved the my cloudy mind and my heavy heart, giving myself time to breath before I went over to what the boys were marveling about. And that’s when I spotted the most gorgeous view of the city. The different colors of light covered the area in dots, lines of neon decorated the night, and the beautiful dark blue sky complimented those random bursts of colors that changed every second.

And then I felt a pair of arms encircle around my waist, making me squeal and I felt myself being lifted off the ground.

“Ey, relax. It’s just me.”

“Dear god, why did you scare me like that?”

“Because it’s kinda cute~” His smile could make me faint at any moment. He was legit making my heart beat so fast that I could actually die. But why should I care if I pass out? Was this what it’s like to be in love? To the point where feelings were so strong, nothing else even mattered but the person who was holding you? It made my brain swirl again, to the point where I’m shaking in his arms. 

This kind-hearted boy next door stole my heart. I wouldn’t be afraid to admit that. And if anything could cure my heart from my sickness, it would be him. but why was I too chicken to say it outloud? I’m so afraid of telling him because even spilling my emotions was dangerous. I extreme emotion was too dangerous for me to admit or or even feel. But I’m only human.

“Jeez, did I jumpscare you that badly?” God, that voice. It was so sweet, sweeter than honey. And those gorgeous eyes. I could look into them forever and I would never find my way out of them. What did he see through his eyes? What was I to him?

“Why you say that?”

“Your heart is beating really fast, also that you’re really pale.”

‘Fuck, he noticed,’ my mind said. Did he know was going on?

“No, I’m fine. Swear.”

“Well, then I guess this is the perfect time to tell you this.” Suddenly, my heart skipped a couple beats. Was this real king happening? What if this was the end of our friendship? Someone who I suddenly became close to after my diagnosis? 

“(Y/N), do you think this is the perfect time to say I love you?”

Then suddenly, everything went dark. I couldn’t feel anything. But soon I woke up to the smell of latex. My eyes opened up slowly to a hospital room with only myself in it. 

“This place again?” I said to myself. The window’s blinds were drawn so I couldn’t see anything out of it. I’ve lost my sense of time. And the only noise I can hear was some quiet talking outside the room.

“What happened last night, Jaehyun?”

“We were just up on a hill and.. she just collapsed.”

“You do understand her condition right?”

“What? Why didn’t she tell me? I didn’t even know…”

My heart clenched and beated rapidly. I felt like I just betrayed my friend. I lied to him all this time and what kind of a friend does that make me? I hid my heart condition from him after all these months and I didn’t even have the heart to tell him what was wrong with me. My mood swings, why I was so introverted, and this. And to top it all off, I fell in love with him. But who would love someone who lied to them?

Tears threatened to fall from my eyes, and then someone opened the door. I expected my parents to walk through, asking me if I was ok now, what was I feeling. But to my surprise, Jaehyun walked in. Was he gonna curse at me? Tell me why did I lie to him? Or even worse, why did he even tell me I love you.


He was silent at my call to him. The sudden pause made the room feel awkward. The air was beginning to get heavy, almost hard for me to breathe. Then suddenly, I just couldn’t take it anymore. The tears that built up in my eyes began to spill. I couldn’t hold the truth for much longer.

“I’m sorry I lied to you. I’m sorry I lied about being ok. I know I should’ve told you sooner but I didn’t want you to worry about me… Please understand. Please don’t be mad at me…”

I choked through my words of apology. How would he even accept me? That was until I heard his own silent sobs. I looked up to see him at the edge of my bedside wiping up his own tears.

“Why did you hide it? I feel so guilty for bringing you with me last night…”

“But why do you feel so guilty? I lied to you about my health.”

“I feel guilty because I should’ve protected you. You couldn’t even breathe, (Y/N). I was so scared of the fact that you could’ve died.”

The tears stopped falling from my eyes. I could only stare at him as he turned his head to get a better look at me. I must look like a mess from the way he looked at me. But then he cracked a little smile at me, reaching over to my hair to tuck it behind my ear. 

“Hey now. You’re so pretty when you cry. But you would look even more beautiful if you didn’t.”

A sudden chuckle came out of my lips, wiping up my tears and holding onto his hand with my free one. I didn’t even hold hands with him before. It felt like it fit in my own.

“That’s so cheesy.”

“You know it, babe.” Woah. Babe? How faster could my heart get?

“Jae? Is it this the perfect time to say I love you?”

After getting discharged from the hospital after three days, I went back to school pretty strong. The average looks from everybody staring at me, judging me, and probably worse. It was all back to normal. Or so I thought. Jaehyun wasn’t there and neither was his friend group. Everything felt out of place.

That was until Sicheng and Yuta came up to me before I went home for the day and handed me a blindfold.

“This better not be some prank, Yuta.”

“Why do I always get in trouble?”

“That’s besides the point. Anyway, just put on the blindfold, promise we won’t kill you. You’ll like what we prepared~”

“For the first time in forever, I never would trust Sicheng.”

Hesitantly, I put it on. I reached my hands out until I smacked someone, hearing a little ‘ow’ before I was guided somewhere. It seemed like we headed down the atrium to a case of stairs, seeming like it was taking forever. My heart began to weaken a bit, but before I could give in, I was guided through a door. A sudden breeze brushed past me and through my hair. But the air still felt warm. And then my blindfold was taken off to reveal that I was on top of the roof.

“But why would you two take me here?”

“Turn around and see for yourself.”

I took their word and I turned to see Jaehyun on a stool with a guitar. He has never looked so beautiful. So perfect. But what made my heart beat even faster is the fact that the song he sang was the my favorite love song. I didn’t even realize that I got closer to him, his features gotten more defined as I came closer and closer. His voice we even more perfect as he sang to me. What did this all mean?

But as he ended his song, his hand reached out to cup my face. His hands were so warm. And he pulled me close to his face, and our lips touched. His lips were even warmer. 

The sudden cheers and ‘whoops’ made me pull back in embarrassment, hiding behind my hands as my heart began to race. In a good way of course. And then, Jaehyun suddenly spoke.

“For the last few months, this gorgeous young lady has stolen my heart from day one. She’s someone who unexpectedly became my best friend, who understood what it was like to be in pain. But what made her strong was the fact that she was able to pull through, just for me and for her family. She even hid the fact that she was in pain, just for me to not worry about her. And then she was able to see the brightside of life, why she should live longer, and why it was worth it. Because she was worth something to the boy next door who didn’t know that he needed her. (Y/N)?”


“Will you be my girlfriend?”

“Yes. Yes yes yes, a thousand times yes!”

Even through my misery and pain, after all what I believed my life was, I finally found someone else who was worth all my love and all my life.

my thirst for rafa increases every day, and you guys are not helping.  thank you all for your kind, super sweet words and encouragement!  i love, love getting feedback from you guys, whether it be through likes, reblogs, messages, asks, etc.  i appreciate you all so much.  :)

title: you’re hot in a world that’s cold, pt. 2 (pas de deux)
     ( 01 )
fandom: hamilcast(???), basically lmao
pairing: rafael casal x reader
rating: t for swearing and cheesy flirting
word count: 2647
tagged: @tailored-shirt-tails @nervous-crossbow @ordinaryornate @haletotheking24 @butlinislin @goodhamiltonaesthetic @notalwaysfair @christophercwoods @my-body-is-not-a-temple

After a bad knee injury and surgery, you’ve been forced to take a break from ballet.  You decide to take some classes at NYU Tisch in the meanwhile, where Rafael Casal is guest teaching, and the two of you tiptoe the blurred student-teacher boundary.

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I’ll Be His Friend

Summary: On the train ride to Hogwarts, Phil encounters some other first years he’s not so fond of. Well, all except for one. Title taken from a quote from the fic.

Genre: fluff!

Warnings: use of gay as an insult

Word Count: 1406

a/n: okay so i wrote this a while ago but i didn’t know if i should post it or not but i just decided to anyway. i love harry potter and hp au’s are always my favorite, so i wrote one myself. BUT, i fell like i can expand off of this fic and write maybe other little fics that all correspond with each other, starting with this one. i’ll only do that though if ya’ll would want to read it!


Waking up on September 1st gave Phil Lester a rush of adrenaline. He excitedly shoved his glasses on his face and jumped out of bed at exactly 8:00 in the morning. He ran into his parents room and shook them awake, chatting animatedly about how they had to get ready for the trip to Kings Cross Station.

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Let Me Know [Taehyung x Reader] REVAMPED

Chapter 1. 

“Y/N-ah!” I turned around to see him. His eyes sparkling with delight and joy. Running down the hallway with absolute glee. I’ve been dreading this moment.

“Y/N, I’ve been searching for you everywhere! You didn’t answer my calls.” He puts on this pout and his puppy eyes, thinking he can get away with it.

“Sorry SeungJae, I was busy with work and school. I thought you were hanging out with Gaeun?” I looked at him. His nose scrunched in the way I used to adore when he was asked ‘difficult’ questions.

“I was, but I’m free for the rest of the day and I wanted to spend time with you, my love.” He winks at me. I went along with it, “Oh, alright, did you just want to take a walk around near the Park?” He smiles, “Sure” and grabs my hand

Five minutes in and he lets go, excuses himself, takes out his phone and calls someone. I don’t think you’re supposed to do that? Unless it’s your mother?? Then I heard it. Her voice.

He speaks so sweetly into the handheld device, “Hey Love, I’m with Y/N  right now, I’ll break it to her gently and then we can get going on our date right after I break it off.” Seriously? On our one year anniversary? Cheating on me?

He hangs up and walks back with a fake smile plastered on his face. “Hey babe.”

I look at him, “Hi.”

He starts off “gently,” “I have been meaning to talk to you…”

“Sure, what’s up? Is it about our one year anniversary?” I looked up in hope. Today was our one year of having a “relationship.” Honestly, I feel like he just asked me to be his ‘secret’ girlfriend out of pity for me.

He looks at me with sorrow. I doubt it though. You’re going to break up with me. I know it too, fool. I’m not stupid. I wish I could say these things aloud.

“Well…I just wanted to tell you that I wanted to break it off…It’s not you, it’s me. I think I stopped loving you in this sense.”

He stopped loving me. Is that a real thing? Stop loving… I look up at him, “Okay” and walked back to my apartment

I didn’t even tell him about the reservation. He didn’t even chase after me. Oh wait, he has a mistress to go to. My best friend.  Is this what it means to fall out of love? To stop caring? I want to cry, but the tears won’t fall. I just felt numb. I checked my phone, it said -4:30-

My reservation at C’est La Vie was at 7 I had a couple of hours to ponder and think. I got back to my apartment after half an hour. I decided that I was going to take my reservation, it was a lot of money. I’m a  poor college student that doesn’t go out at all  and I’m not going to waste my money at a nice restaurant by cancelling over a stupid boy.

And then….this happened. I got near the entrance and I walked into something– or should I say someone, since I wasn’t paying attention. A deep voice spoke,” Yah, you need to watch where you’re going. You’re going to ruin my clothes, person”

I looked up to see a man with dark, chocolate, brown  hair, I would be lying if I didn’t think he was handsome. But there was a problem. He referred to me as a thing that was going to ruin his clothes.

“I’m sorry” I looked up and scanned around to see about six other men standing in the vicinity.

“You know, you can pay attention and be careful unlike all the ditzes we’ve seen in this town” He snarled at me.

I would fight back, but honestly, I was really heartbroken and tired of the way I’ve been treated.

“Sorry, it won’t happened again.” I started walking by to get to my apartment and all of a sudden a hand grabs my left wrist.

“You refer to me as sir, wench. You don’t disregard that you almost ruined my clothes, these are expensive. Don’t think you’re going to get out of it by saying sorry multiple times. ” He kept a tight grip on my arm and it actually numbed out the pain, but something odd started happening. I felt tears roll down my face..

He looked at me in shock, “Yah, are you okay?”

“Taehyung, you made the girl cry” Said the silver-haired man. “I didn’t mean to! She just got in my way and I told her that she should ruin my clothes! That’s not something to cry over, she’s just a loser” He lets go of my wrist and I just walked away to my apartment. I opened the door and I heard footsteps behind me, I pulled out my pepper spray, just in case. (Y’KNOW LIKE A GIRL GOTTA BE ALERT)

“Wait! Don’t go in yet!!!” Yelled a man with bright orange hair, right behind him another male also with chocolate hair like the supposed Taehyung, earlier. They stopped in front of me, panting.

“ Jimin, but since you’re cute you can call me Jiminie” The carrot top says.

“ You can call me Kookie.” The other male looks at me.

I stopped observing them. “Is there a reason why you’re here? Is it to pay for your friend’s clothes?”

They had guilty looks. Jimin spoke, “Um..” He paused, “I don’t know your name, so this is a bit awkward.”

“Y/N” I stared at them. They kept staring back. This was getting awkward. I cleared my throat.

“Y/N-ah” Jimin started. “I wanted to apologize for my friend’s attitude. And since you seem like a nice girl, we wanted to take you out for dinner as an apology.” My eyes widened a bit, these guys seemed different.

“That would be nice, but I have to take up a reservation at C’est La Vie since my Boyfr- I mean Ex-Boyfriend dumped me.” I started to walk inside.

Kookie pulled me back, “Wait, we have reservations there too! Would you like to join us? If you don’t want to be near Taehyung,you can sit with us and we can make you laugh and smile? We could be friends!” He had the puppy eyes on. Ugh, I can never win at these things.


“YAAAAAAAAY!!” The two started to prance around like deers. I looked at them incredulously…

This was going to be interesting.

“WOAH, Noona you look beautiful!” Kookie was ogling me.

I never thought I was pretty, beautiful even. SeungJae never called me beautiful I was just “You look okay”. As sad as that sounds, we never really sought out to compliment each other. For a whole year, too. I don’t even know how I dealt with that.

After getting ready, I got to know Kookie and Jiminie more. Kookie was younger than me by a year and Jimin was older than me by a year. Basically all of them are Oppas and Jungkook was the Dongsaeng, The Maknae, The Baby.

I had a semi-fitted one-shoulder black dress with black ankle boots to match. It was simple, but classy enough (I was actually going to wear my pjs if they didn’t invite me) for this restaurant.

“Oh, thank you. Sorry I don’t know what compliments feel like after they’ve been delivered… haha” It was embarrassing…

“Noona, I’ll compliment you more, you’re very beautiful.” He looked at me with determined eyes, I had no idea if he was joking or not. But he was really cute about it. Jimin just stared he didn’t say anything yet. I waved my hand in front of his face.

“Jiminie-Oppa?” He snapped out of it and he turned red like a beet and hid behind Kookie.

“Y-You’re pretty” was all he squeaked out. He was cute too. I’m glad that there were some decent people on this world.

We walked down to the lobby where all the other guys were and they were ogling. Am I ugly or something? Do I have something on my face? I really don’t have high self-esteem… I’m starting to get nervous.

The man with the platinum blonde hair spoke up, “You can ride with me, Maknae, Jimin and Taehyung”

I started to panic. Taehyung? Wasn’t that the guy that called me a wench? The mean one?  I felt dizzy now. We start heading to the cars, and I had to brace myself for about a two hour ride with people I barely met. Tbh, I still can’t believe the freaking restaurant was two hours away. I honestly wanted to go to that restaurant and stay in that town to go to the famous museums the next day. I just had a thought….. What if they’re going to sell me?. What if they kill me? What if they’re part of a mob? There were so many ‘what if’s’

Taehyung sat on my right and Jungkook sat on my left and I was stuck in the middle…wonderful. Jimin was in the front helping with navigation since he was the calmest one while directing out the routes and directions.  Ten minutes in with the ride and I was already tired. I felt my eyelids drooping and I don’t remember anything after that.


“Hyung, she’s asleep.” Kookie looked with envy when your head slowly slid down onto Taehyung’s shoulder.

“She’s so annoying. Get her off of me.” He looked at you with disgust but inside he had butterflies fluttering around. He felt guilty for being mean to you. You looked so innocent and hurt when you started crying. He wanted to comfort you to tell you it was okay, but he couldn’t give up the act right now. He had to pretend to hate you. He didn’t mean to be scary and intimidating. He had a bad day.

“Hyung, what if I wake her up? She seems tired, can’t she just sleep?”


Jungkook didn’t even know you. He had an interest in you. Age wasn’t a bother for him. He stared at you. You looked so peaceful. He wanted to caress your face and just hold you in his arms. Was he beginning to like you? It’s been only a couple of hours.

You stirred a bit and got even more comfortable with Taehyung and he was becoming aggravated.

“Jungkook, take this girl off of me, who does she think she is, ruining my clothes and rubbing her drool on me?”

Without hesitation, Jungkook swiftly grabbed you and pulled you over to his shoulder without waking you up. He was celebrating inside. Watching you, being able to smell your sweet scent, He put his jacket over you to keep you warm.

“Jeon Jungkook, if you keep treating her like that she’s going to stomp all over you and take your money.” Taehyung sneered with jealousy, but he didn’t want that to be known.

“Taehyung-Hyung, she’s just sleeping.  I’m just doing what a proper gentleman would do.”

Jimin popped in, “Aish, I want her to sleep on MY shoulder, she’s so cute and adorable!!!”

“Hyung she’s sleeping on ME. I win.”

“I call dibs on sitting next to her, Maknae.”

“Fine” Jungkook cooly responded.

Unbeknownst to you, everyone kept stealing glances of your sleeping face.

You were worming into everyone’s hearts the rest of the ride and night.  


We finally got to the restaurant and I realized I was sleeping on someone…. this is awkward… I sat up quickly with shock written all over my face.


He put his hand over my mouth and said a simple sentence, “It’s okay, it’s my job to be there for you, now.” He smiled at me.

I looked at him with utter confusion. Be there for me? What does that mean? I don’t even know him that well. Then he took my hand to drag me out of the car and led me into the restaurant. I sat between Jimin and Jungkook. Awkwardly, Taehyung was across from me. It was already bad enough that he had a horrible impression of me. We ordered our food and everyone started talking. And then a man sitting on the right of Kookie threw a huge smile at me and said,

“Y/N, right?”

I responded with caution, thinking that he might be like Taehyung as well. “…Yes.”

“My name is Jung Hoseok, but you can call me Hobi-Oppa because it’s cute, and you’re pretty cute too. You should go around the table and tell us your first impression of each person by looking at them. I’m curious to see what you think of us.”

I looked like a lost child hearing his words. I only know four of them. How am I going to guess who they are? Hobi told me the other men’s names so I could do this and in my head…I was thinking of plans to leave.

Should I pretend to be sick and go pretend to throw up?

Should I say I’m on my period? Or something? I have no idea. I just stuck with it and went along with what he requested me to do.

“Uhh, okay Oppa. I can try.” I looked around with nervousness. I started with Jimin and then worked around.

“Jiminie-Oppa,you seem like you’re very caring and loving towards friends and family, and you have a very sweet nature.

Easy to be around. Yoongi-Oppa…”

I was scared to over guess what this man was about…He had an intimidating

His eyes narrowed in on me when I was figuring out who he was through first impression. “Swag.”

He looked at me. Opened his mouth and literally yelled “HOW DID YOU KNOW. ARE YOU A WIZARD, Y/N?”

Well….I guessed his  personality and life, apparently I got it right.

“Namjoon-Oppa, you seem very intelligent” He smiled with approval

“Jin-Oppa, very wise and a great eater!” He gave me a thumbs up and nodded.

I dreaded this. I didn’t want to do this one.

“Taehyung….. Oppa” I barely said in a whisper looking down at the table. “You seem pretty cool.”

He narrowed his eyes in on me he opened his mouth, “Are you trying to kiss-up to me?”

This made me furious. “No.”

“You shouldn’t kiss-up to someone who doesn’t like you.” He looked away.

Even if I was furious, I ignored it, I wasn’t having anymore of his arrogance. Who wanted to kiss up to a jerk?

I went on with Hobi-Oppa.

“Hobi-Oppa, you look like the hope to everyone’s day…life?” He giggled. “Y/N-ah, you’re so pure. Do you have a boyfriend?”

I blushed. I didn’t blush because he was a handsome man asking me this question, I was blushing because I was just in a relationship/thing/friendship something merely hours ago. I just shook my head. And moved to Kookie.

“Kookie! You’re a total sweetheart.” His face flushed red. “Kookie? Are you okay? Are you getting sick?”

He put his hand to cover half his face, “No Noona, I’m okay.”

Dinner went by quickly. It was awkward since everyone kept staring at me. I didn’t know what to do. Was there something on my face? I excused myself to the restroom.


“Hey guys.” Yoongi started. “Is it just me or is everyone staring at Y/N.”

The boys looked around the restaurant. It was true. Everyone was looking at Y/N while she was walking to the restroom. All seven boys felt a tug of jealousy.

Jimin felt anxious, “I hope our cute princess is going to be okay.”

Taehyung sneered at his comment, “She’s not cute.”

“Yah! Tae, what’s your problem?! She’s an innocent girl who accidentally bumped into you. She didn’t do anything wrong. As your intelligent hyung that you should listen to, you should give her a chance. You never know, everyone is at a different chapter in their life. She might be at that climax of the story or the downfall of it. She might be suffering.”

Namjoon looked pleased when he finished speaking. He never had the chance to be this philosophical during dinner. It was always food that got in the way of his thoughts.  

He was right. Namjoon was right. He didn’t know anything about the girl. Yet he despised her for no reason. Right when he was about to say something, he noticed it.

Hoseok had a mischievous look on his face.

“Guys, whoever can date Y/N first is king.”

Everyone stared at him with caution. Everytime he brought up a plan or bet of some sort, it never ended well.

“Hobi, are you sure? She looks intimidated by us, especially by Taehyung. Plus I don’t think putting a girl in a bet is a good decision…” Jin looked with worries all over his face. His parental-like personality was displaying its true colors.

“YES. I actually like her. She seems cute. But if she doesn’t like me, I won’t force her to date me. No catches with this one. I actually want to treat her with care. Plus I know I’m not the only one that likes her. She seems different. Even though we’ve just met her, she’s giving off a different vibe. It’s attractive.” Hoseok turned around to nudge Jungkook.

“Hey, she’s my noona.”

“WOOOOOOOOOAH, YOUR NOONA?” Jimin was surprised. Kookie was never like this around girls. He barely talked to them either. “I want her to be mine!!!! She’s cute like a princess, kind and she smells good. Her apartment smells good, too.”

Hoseok saw you walking back from the restroom and smirked.

“May the best man win Y/N’s heart.”


After dinner we got home fairly quick (quick = 1 hour with Yoongi’s speeding). Jungkook, Yoongi, and Jimin were keeping the conversation alive. I sat in shotgun this time because Yoongi-Oppa said that a girl like me shouldn’t be around that much testosterone. (LOL isn’t he testosterone himself)

They explained how they all lived together with Taehyung for work, but they were all going home this weekend to visit their families. All of the boys swapped numbers with me because they thought I was cool and wanted to stay in touch. Except for Taehyung.

Yoongi then spoke up before leaving, “Yah, Taehyung. Walk her up to her apartment and spend some time with her. You owe her for being mean. And the rest of us are tired. So we’ll park the car and head out. We’ll see you after our family visits.”

I stared at Yoongi with disbelief. He wanted this fool -personthatwantedtohumiliatemenotoncebuttwicetoday-, to walk me to my home and step into my home… What was he thinking?

“Hyung, I don-”

“Yah, I can care less. You walk her, stay with her for the night and talk to her. She’s a girl walking alone in her apartment complex, you don’t know how many creeps are around.”

“Fine I’ll walk her and stay with her. Just don’t expect anything.”

After we bid our farewells, the other boys left  so they can see their families by the time it would be bright and early in the morning. It was awkward. Taehyung didn’t even look at me. He just walked behind me. We got to my apartment and I spoke up, “You don’t have to stay, you know…”

He looked at me, I felt butterflies in my stomach.

“I’m staying because I told my hyung I would. I’m not going back on my word” He walked inside and he sat on the couch. I changed, took off my make up and went back out. I sat next to him.

“Why are you here.”

“It’s my house?”

“I don’t like you.”


He was about to say something and then my phone rang. I picked up.

“Hello?” -It was Gaeun-

“You are such a little whore.”


“SeungJae and I saw you hang out with those seven guys at the restaurant”

My heart stopped. They were there? I felt my hand losing strength and my phone felt heavy. I put it on speaker.

“You need to stop whoring around, I know SeungJae just broke up with you for me, but selling yourself for sex with seven people doesn’t cut it in this society.”

I was furious. Who does she think she is?

“What are you talking about?”

“You know, after seeing you and SeungJae together for a year, I’m glad he decided to dump you on your anniversary today. You deserved it. I hope you die. Go kill yourself. And I was never really best friends with you. Just know that. Just delete our numbers and never talk to us again. Bye.”

I was in shock. The three of us have been friends for 15 years. And now it’s been thrown away. I wanted to cry. Then I remembered. Taehyung was right next to me. My breath hitched. I forgot. There’s been so much stress and pain building up, I felt vulnerable. I stood up. Thinking of sulking by myself. I felt a hand on my wrist again. Taehyung pulled me next to him and he hugged me while tears dropped from my cheeks. I put my head in the crook of his neck and I cried. I cried so much. I never thought heartbreak would hurt this much. They were my best friends. It broke my heart. I felt betrayed.

“I’ll be here for you.”

A sentence.

My heart beat faster. I felt nervous around him. I thought he hated me. I thought I was a loser to him. What am I feeling?

I don’t deserve any of this.

None of it. 

Letters to Bucky (Part Five)

Welcome back to the story lovelies!
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. Over 3000 words this time, sorry for such long posts, but I love love LOVE you guys for reading it!

Tony read the poem at least a dozen times before refolding it and putting it back in his suit jacket pocket.
He hadn’t stopped smiling since the letter had been delivered that morning, hadn’t even left his desk yet. Couldn’t even think of what he wanted to say back to his soldier. In fact, Tony could barely string a thought together, so he just sat at his desk and grinned like a schoolgirl with her first crush.

It was kind of disgusting.

And he loved it.

“Tony!” Pepper snapped, sticking her lovely red head into his office for the eighth or ninth time in so many minutes. “You have a meeting RIGHT NOW. How many times– are you reading that letter again? Who is it from? What on earth?” She rubbed her forehead. “Look. I’m glad the pen pal program helped you through rehab, I am. Really. But you still have a company to run! So if you would just–”

“I’m coming!” Tony jumped up, waving his arms. “I’m coming. You know, Pepper I should just give the company to you. You care about it more than I do.”

“Don’t joke about that Tony.” She warned, and he stopped walking, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her soundly on the lips.

“I’m not actually joking. Let’s talk about it okay? Later. I can’t be late to this meeting.” With a quick wave of his hand he disappeared into the boardroom.

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Can’t Help Falling In Love - (Young)Regulus Black Imagine

A/N: hello, my dearies! I am back with another request! a Regulus one! (I loved it because I feel like Regulus doesn’t get much love so I really liked writing this) and I hope you guys like it too! :D

Anonymous said: Can you do an imagine for one of the boys maybe regulus because i feel he doesn’t get enough appreciation based of cant help falling in love. Like maybe the reader is friends with the marauders and a gryffendor they got close bc siruis and the other marauders and they could tell the two liked one another and forced them together. Sorry if the request got away from the song but maybe you can mix them together or just use the song in the imagine

so, here it is! :D 

Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter :)

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Can’t Help Falling In Love

Wise men say only fools rush in
But I can’t help falling in love with you… 

(Y/N) was sitting at the Gryffindor table with her head resting on her right hand as she stared dreamily at the Slytherin table; where Regulus Black was sitting by himself, reading a book. She smiled sighing at the quiet boy. She had been in love with him since she could remember. The only problem was she knew there was no way in the Wizarding World the boy could ever notice her. She knew the story of the Ancient House of Black and she even knew what happened to the boy’s cousin, Andromeda for marrying a muggle-born. She was even really good friends with his brother, Sirius and she knew about him living with James Potter now and why. And Regulus wasn’t like his brother or his cousin. He wasn’t mean to muggle-borns or anything and he was even really kind towards her whenever they were paired up for a class, but she knew that was probably as good as it was going to get.

“Hello there, (Y/N)” she jumped a little when she was snapped out of her thoughts by the boy’s brother sitting next to her as James sat on her other side.

“Um, h-hi guys” she said quickly looking away.

“Are you alright, you seemed a bit distracted” Remus pointed out as he sat in front of her with Peter by his side.

“Y-yeah, no I’m fine just- um- thinking a-about the um- Quidditch match” she said quickly before glancing one last time at the Slytherin table, hoping they wouldn’t notice, but Remus did.

“I know! We are going to crush Hufflepuff on Saturday” James said with his mouth full of chicken.

“And you wonder why Lily won’t go out with you” (Y/N) mocked him.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” James asked offended. “I’ll have you know that I will ask her to the Yule Ball and I’m pretty sure she will say yes” he informed her.

“Really? I honestly think there’s a better chance of you taking the giant squid” she said laughing a little.

“So, what about you, (Y/N) are you going with anyone?” Peter asked the girl.

“Um, n-no” she said eyeing in the direction where Regulus still was. “N-no, not really-“

“You can’t tell us no one’s asked you” Sirius said all of the sudden. “I’ve heard a bunch of guys who tried to-”

“Oh, yeah is n-not that they haven’t asked me b-but well-“

“Is not the one you want to ask you, is it?” James said smirking a little and making the girl blush. “Got anyone on your mind, (Y/N)?”

“What? N-no, not really I just-“

“Guys lay off (Y/N)” Remus said as he read the Daily Prophet.

“Come on, Moony” Sirius said throwing his arm around (Y/N). “We just want the best mate for (Y/N), so we need to know who this guy is-“

“Ahem” the group of five turned around to see Regulus standing behind Remus and Peter and throwing a glare towards his brother, who still hadn’t removed his arm from (Y/N).

“Well, hello, Reggie” Sirius said with a smirk on his face as he slowly removed his arm from (Y/N)’s shoulders. “May we help you?”

“Actually I needed to talk to (Y/N)” he said making her heart flutter and start beating faster.

“M-me?” she asked hopefully. They didn’t really talk much outside of class and (Y/N) thought maybe, just maybe, he might ask her to the Yule Ball.

“Yes” Regulus said before going through his bag. “I think we got our books mixed up on our last Transfiguration class” he said taking out a book with her initials on the cover.

Shall I stay? Would it be a sin?
If I can’t help falling in love with you…

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Out of the Blue and Into the Black

<<Okay bear with me here, long author notes await. I’m very hesitant to call this an It AU but it is shamelessly stolen from inspired by parts of that book, SO. There aren’t really any spoilers for it though, and it’s also very easy to follow if you know literally nothing about Stephen King or demon clowns, I promise.

Also the characters in this are NOT supposed to match up with the actual Losers Club– some of their conversations overlap a bit, and they play similar roles, but it really has nothing to do with the characters and more to do with plot. Also, not all of the plots are the same. It’s inspired by the book, not a switching of characters, if that makes sense.>>

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Chapter One: Nancy Wheeler leaves a note

“We lie best when we lie to ourselves” -Stephen King, It

The spring of 1998 was going to be good to Nancy Wheeler, a fact made clear to her as the familiar tune of Buddy Holly drifted over her radio that morning in March. She grinned and turned the volume up slightly slightly as she stirred her coffee, tapping her foot in time with the beat.

“You say that you’re gonna leave, you know it’s a lie, cuz you know that’ll be the day… that I die,” she sang quietly, letting a smile drift over her face.

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A Part of You

(NaLu Week Intertwined Prompt- 7/7/17)

‘Senior year’ The 18-year-old girl sighs to herself on the first day of school.  Walking into the cafeteria she spots her friend’s Levy and Cana and plops down with them.

Cana- “Did you hear, that boy Natsu needs a kidney transplant.”

Lucy is concerned but doesn’t show it, “He’s kind of young to need that.”

Levy- “Apparently his family went on vacation over the summer and he contracted a really serious case of E. coli that damaged his kidneys.”

Cana- “Wow, that’s major.  Poor guy.”

Levy- “They are asking any students that want to volunteer to be tested as a match to go to the health room after school tomorrow.  There’s a consent form you can fill out before you go.”

Lucy- “Are either of you guys going?”

Cana- “No…”

Levy- “Probably not…  Are you?”

Lucy- “I don’t know, maybe.”

Cana- “You don’t even know the guy, why do you care?”

Lucy- “I feel bad for him, and his family.  I probably won’t be a match anyways.”


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Good Enough

Originally posted by kths

“Being with you never felt wrong. It’s the one thing I did right. You’re the one thing I did right.”

Summary: You and him were two complete opposites from each other… You were just the maid’s daughter, but him on the other hand was a celebrity… Girls practically threw themselves at him just to gain his attention… He could choose any girl… but he chose you..

Previous Parts:

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // 

Part 5 is here~ 

More Parts:

Part 6 // Part 7 // Part 8 // Part 9 // Part 10 // Part 11 // Part 12 // Part 13 // Part 14 // 



you looked outside the window.. You heart began to race faster and faster ..

Taehyung noticed the way your face expression said it all. You were afraid.. And there was no possible way of hiding it.

Catching you completely off guard, Taehyung wrapped one of his arm around your head and pulled you into his chest for you too look away from the sight of the window.

You were going to pull back but there was this feeling that didn’t make you want to look away. Instead you actually… felt safe… in his arms..

You felt your heartbeat slow down and you closed your eyes. The scent of his cologne hit your nose and you couldn’t help but to smile.. His cologne wasn’t too strong.. It was just right.. and for sure a memorable one..

What are you saying?!

Finally you felt the elevator stop but Taehyung still had his arm around you as you continued to hide your face in his chest..


Shit.. he probably wants you off no.

“Sorry.” You awkwardly blurted pulling back but Taehyung pulled you back in his chest and your eyes widen in surprise.

“I didn’t say your name to get off, I.. I just wanted to make sure you could look at the view of the city even though we are very high up.”

“I don’t know….” You mumbled and Taehyung gently pulled you back and cupped your face with his hands.

“It’s okay.. Just trust me.”

You just slowly nodded your head and Taehyung got up from the bench and grabbed your hand. Again there you two were… intertwining fingers…

He approached a near by window and you were closing your eyes majority of the time but you felt yourself stop and you slowly opened your eyes.

You had both of your eyes now opened and your eyes widen at how beautiful the view was.


“It’s not so bad is it?”

You gently shook your head no and as you had a hand on the railing, Taehyung was so distracted looking at the view too, he tried to place his hand on the railing and one hand landed exactly where he wanted it too, but the other was on top of yours.

You looked at your hand and felt your heart beat a bit fast…

What is going on with you? You just met this boy…

After all… he’s a superstar…

You’re just an average poor girl…

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anonymous asked:

Hey, Clyde! Did Tweek and Craig ever get to continue their story from last time?

CLYDE: Hey Tweek!

CLYDE: You know that story that you never got to finish? From way earlier today?

TWEEK: Oh god, that acting story?

CLYDE: Yeah!

CLYDE: People wanna hear the rest of it and so do I.

TWEEK: I don’t know why anybody would find it that interesting…


TWEEK: I was basically finished anyways! There’s nothing more to say.

CLYDE: Come onnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnunununununhunhuhnugghuhdnkgfjldf.

CRAIG: Here, I’ll tell the rest of the story.


CRAIG: Okay so after all of our acting practice and stuff, like Tweek said, I said he should try out for the next school play.

CRAIG: I am literally the least amount of pissed right now.

TWEEK: So am I! I’m as chipper as can be!

CRAIG: Is that so?

TWEEK: Yes, it is.

CRAIG: Are you sure?

CRAIG: ‘Cause to me, it looks like you’re still pretty mad.

TWEEK: Gee, you know, I could say the same thing about you.

TWEEK: Are you still pissed?

CRAIG: Not at all.

TWEEK: Then it seems that we are both. Equally unpissed.

TWEEK: Neither of us are angry at all.

CRAIG: Because you are so happy right now… if I were to, say, poke you a bunch…

CRAIG: It wouldn’t bother you at all?


CRAIG: Tweek was so absolutely thrilled by the idea. Like, you have no idea.

CRAIG: So because there was still a bit of class left before we had to go eat lunch, we decided to keep practicing.

CRAIG: If Tweek was going to get into the highly touted South Park Elementary: The Curious Savage, he had to get all the help he could get.

CRAIG: Poke.

CRAIG: Poke.

CRAIG: Poke poke poke poke poke poke poke poke.

TWEEK: Nope, I’m totally unaffected.

CRAIG: Gosh, you sure are happy.

TWEEK: Mmhmm.

CRAIG: You don’t mind if I do this then, huh?

CRAIG: Maybe pat your head a little bit?

CRAIG: A smooch on the cheek?

TWEEK: Knock it off.

CRAIG: Aw, what are you talking about?

TWEEK: That’s gross!

CRAIG: It’s just a little kiss.

TWEEK: Stop it!

CRAIG: Ow, don’t push me, asshole!

TWEEK: You asked for it!

CRAIG: Maybe if you weren’t acting like such a dick–

TWEEK: Get your hand out of my face, man!

CRAIG: Not until you get yours out of mine!

CRAIG: And stop punching me!

TWEEK: You stop first!

CRAIG: No you!


CRAIG: (Oh shit, it’s Mr. Mackey.)

TWEEK: (Oh god, oh no, oh jeez…)

CRAIG: After a while, to our surprise, the counselor Mr. Mackey caught us skipping class to practice.

CRAIG: But he was so totally enamored by our acting skills that he asked us to sign up right away.

CLYDE: Both of you?

CRAIG: Yeah, both of us.

CLYDE: Aw dude, when is this play? I wanna watch you guys!

CLYDE: I’ll be in the front row cheering you on like a proud mother.

TWEEK: Please don’t.

Mr. Mackey: Excuse me, just what the heck do you boys think you’re doing in here? You should both be in class!

Mr. Mackey: You both know better than to skip class. Are you having a little tussle? Am I going to have to send you to the principals office?



Mr. Mackey: Well? I’m waiting for an answer, mkay?

TWEEK: We were just, um… Uh… oh god– we–

CRAIG: Sorry, Mr. Mackey. We were just practicing.

Mr. Mackey: Practicing? For what?

CRAIG: Well, you see, Tweek wanted to try out for the school play, but he wasn’t very confident about his acting skills.

CRAIG: Tweek and I were planning on auditioning together, but because he wanted some help, I thought we could practice in here.

CRAIG: It’s my fault, sorry.

Mr. Mackey: Oh, really? You know, we aren’t getting enough auditions so it’d really help out of you boys could try out!

TWEEK: That’s– that’s what we thought!

TWEEK: We’re not in trouble, are we?

Mr. Mackey: I suppose I can just let you both off with a warning if you hurry your behinds back to class. Nobody’s supposed to be in here during class time, mkay?

CRAIG: Okay. We’ll both head back now.

Mr. Mackey: Mkay.

TWEEK: (The school play? What?!)

CRAIG: (Dude, I don’t know! Just go with it. My dad is going to kill me if I get detention for the third time this week.)

CRAIG: After Mr. Mackey stopped worshiping the very feet we stood on for our amazing acting, he told us that we had to get back to class.

CLYDE: Oh wait, is that why you both came into class right before lunch a few weeks back?

CLYDE: I thought you guys were both just taking the biggest dumps or something.

CRAIG: You know what, no. That’s exactly what we were doing.

CRAIG: You caught us again, Clyde.

CLYDE: No, okay, but seriously!

CLYDE: Dude!

CLYDE: I bet you guys are gonna rock the play.

CLYDE: And Craig, you’re the best story teller ever.

CLYDE: Tweek, you could use a little more work in the story-telling department, imo.


CLYDE: Anyways, thanks for wrapping that up. I give the story a 9.5/10.

TWEEK: Why 9.5?

CLYDE: Because I wasn’t there.

CLYDE: But it still gets the seal of approval anyways. Would recommend.

2/2 [part 1]

High School Related Dialogue Prompts

•"No! You can’t mix those chemicals together, they’ll-“
• “Quit trying to woo me with your lame jokes; we have a project to do.”
• “Yeah um… Thanks for catching that basketball before it hit me.”
• “Homework buddies?”.
• “You and I are the only ones who take this class seriously, so partners?”
• “This is vandalizing!”. “It’s writing our initials on a broken desk, chill.”
• “I’m so lost, please help.”
• “ Stupid freshma-.“ “I’m a senior so shut the hell up.”
• “Bet you can’t beat me in the pacer.”
• “Just get the flipping burger and stop holding up the line!”.
•"You need to train me before the season starts or I have no hope of making the team.“
• “Please, I need the answers for 1-10, just this one time.” “Oh so the future Yale alumni didn’t do their homework?”. “I’ll let you cheat off my test.” “Fine.”
• “I’ll give you my last stick of gum in exchange for the WiFi password.”
• “Whoever is making the locker room smell like lilacs, tell me what you’re buying.”
• “You need volunteer hours for National Honor Society, please just tutor me.”
• “Five points off for neatness, what the heck!”. “Have you seen your handwriting?”.
• “Meet me behind the school after class.”
• “Excuse me, would you like to read that note in front of the whole class?”. “Sure why not, but I’m warning you it’s not exactly PG.”
• “Crap! Did I just give you a concussion with my locker door?”.
• “I can’t go to homecoming alone; I’ll look like a loser.” “Same. We can go together to avoid the embarrassment if you want.”
• “I forgot about the no spaghetti strap rule, give me your hoodie before a teacher notices.”
• “If you make me late for class again I’ll tell my angry Spanish teacher that I was temporarily kidnapped.”
• “Next time there’s a lock down and we’re all squished in a corner, can you not dig your elbow into my stomach?”.
• “Wrong bathroom, bud.” “I’m aware, I was meeting someone.” “Well it looks like that someone isn’t coming, but I can hear the jangling keys of a teacher who is.”
• “Well sitting 3 to a seat in a crowded bus is not fun.” “You practically sitting on my lap was.”
• “My amazing acting skills in the romance scene have nothing to do with my opinion of you at all.”
• “This was supposed to be a simple class skit not an entire play.”
• “The school library is closed for renovations, so my house it is.”
• “Why would you call me ‘sweetheart’ at the open house night? Now my parents think there’s something going on between us.”
• “I don’t have a crush on him, I just admire his dedication to the sport… Okay, he does have a killer body but that’s not the point.”
• “I’m going to be valedictorian because I worked my ass off for it. I’ll be damned if you take that away from me.”
• “It was supposed to be a simple four mile run for cross country practice. I had to carry you two miles back to the school.”
• “Omg, we’re twinning! … Sorry that sounded really obnoxious.” “No, it’s fine. By the way, good fashion choice.”
• “What the fudge, you spilled ketchup on me you son of a … wait you’re cute. Wait, did I just say that out loud?”.
• “Why would you invite me of all people to the party?”. “Well I was kinda hoping you could be my designated driver. . .”.
• “Thank God for field trips.”
• “I’m so hungry, just give me a chip.”
• “Are those my missing gel pens? You thieving-.”
• “Hey, come back here! You left your phone…”
• “Wanna start a club?”
• “No PDA on school property; you’re going to get us in trouble.”
• “Why was your traitorous ass wearing the other team’s colors?”.
• “We both know that whoever makes the best cookies is going to win student council president.” “Well I happen to be a great baker.”
• “I know you’re my fake prom date, but I really need a good instagram picture.”
• “Senior trip is gonna be lit.”
• “For the gender reversal football game, I’ll sign up to be a cheerleader if you agree to play in the game.”
• “The bus isn’t gonna be here for another 4 minutes and it’s pouring. Just get under the umbrella.”
• “We should memorize a conversation in French and walk into the class saying it so the teacher is impressed.”
• “Why are little hand sanitizer containers in your lunch box not a thing anymore?”. “All good things must come to an end at some point.”
• “I’ll bet you five bucks I got a worse test score.”
• “Why are we the only 2 people in this classroom? The bell rang 5 minutes ago.”
• “Practice ended early and I don’t have a ride until later. I guess in stuck here for another 45 minutes.”
• “I swear to God, poke me with that pencil again and I’ll make you regret it.”
• “Being the ‘hot’, mysterious new kid doesn’t give you a free pass to be a jerk.”
• “Of course someone had to print a 60 page packet when I need my essay printed by next period.”
• “Okay I’ll be nice and carry your books for you, but only because I broke your arm.”

Why Don’t You & I - (Young)Remus Lupin Imagine

A/N: hello, dearies! me again! :D guess what? I got another request for you! actually two requests that I combined into one ;)


  • Anonymous said: Hi! I want to say that I LOVE your last Remus imagine. I LOVE The Beatles and I like all singers you wrote about in that imagine so I really felt like I am that girl. And I wanted to ask if you can write imagine about Remus where reader is James’s twin sister (but she doesn’t look like him) and she is little bit like Remus (she likes reading, learning and is little shy) so other Marauders and Lily(who is readers best friend) always say that they would be beautifull couple so they start dating? 
  • belamtex submitted: Hi! First of all congratulations on yo7r blog. I Looove it and your stories, they are addictive really, especially 10 things, sirius is a favourite of mine 💛 But my request is a one shot (or a short story if the idea inspires you somehow :-)) of remus. The reader is a good friend of the maradeurs, specially of remus, but she’s not aware of his furry little problem. they are learning the patronus charm during a dada class, and the reader finds out that her patronus is a wolf. there’s a commotion in the room due to lily and james’ patronuses but sirius sees what happened and decide he’s gonna bring the reader and remus together. What do you think? :-) Well, i hope this can give you some ideas. Congrats again for your writing! Love from Brazil :***

so, here they are! and again, I would like to apologize to both requesters for taking FOREVER with it but I really hope you guys like it :)

Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter :)

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Why Don’t You & I

“You’re staring again” Lily’s voice snapped (Y/N) out of her thoughts.

“No, I’m not” she said looking back at her friend and then at her book.

“Really?” Alice mocked her. “Then what were we talking about?”

“Uh- something a-about what um- McGonagall s-said uh about the um- s-spell?”

“You know, you almost got it” Marlene said smirking. “Only one thing.”


“We’re working on Charms” she informed her making (Y/N) sigh frustrated.

“Fine I was staring again” she admitted.

“You don’t say” Alice said with a giggle.

“I don’t get it, (Y/N). You and Remus would be perfect for each other. Why don’t you just tell him that you like him?”

“Why don’t I-“ she said letting out a scoff. “Why don’t I just-?” she said laughing a little. “Yeah, that’s a great idea, Lils, why don’t I just tell Remus that I like him?” she said sarcastically.

“Well… why don’t you?” Marlene said in an obvious tone.

“Because! Because he’s my brother’s best friend” she started.

“Oh, please! (Y/N), you and Remus would be so good together, I’m sure even James would approve it” Alice informed her.

“Besides, I he- he’s my friend a-and he- I mean, what if he- doesn’t like me back? I don’t want this stupid crush to ruin our friendship” she said sadly looking down.

“(Y/N), first of all, Remus does like you back” Alice informed her.

“You guys are just saying that-“

“No, we’re not, (Y/N). Remus stares at you when you’re not looking” Lily told her.

“Maybe not as much as you stare at him” Marlene said earning a glare from the Potter witch. “But still…”

“He shares chocolate with you” Lily continued.

“Which he doesn’t do with anyone else” Alice added.

“He gets nervous every time you talk to him” Lily kept going.

“Again, not as nervous as you get when you talk to him but- hey!” Marlene complained when (Y/N) tossed a paper towards her.

“You guys are perfect for each other!” Lily concluded.

“Well, if we’re so perfect for each other why hasn’t he asked me out yet?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” Marlene said getting the attention to her. “He thinks that James would kill him. Your brother gave the warning to the three Marauders and everyone in the school that they couldn’t come near you without him approving it-“

“He what?!” (Y/N) said furiously.

“So, Remus is not going to do anything unless you do something or unless he knows James won’t kill him” Alice told her.

“Well, what am I supposed to do?”

“You could ask him to Hogsmeade next week” Lily suggested.

“But what if he says no?”

“He wouldn’t say no” Alice tried to convince her.

“I don’t know girls” she said nervously biting her lip.

“So, your plan is to look at him from a distance and never do anything about it?” Marlene questioned.

“That’s not… my only plan” she said awkwardly scribbling on her parchment. “Someday I’d like to plant a vegetable garden.“

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The Girl in the Mirror Pt1

AU: Riley Matthews is a small town girl and Lucas Friar is your typical rich boy. One day their worlds collide and a single lie takes them on a life changing journey. Can you love someone if you don’t know who they really are? Or can love help you become who you are meant to be? Riley Matthews was a small town girl until she met Lucas Friar, your anything but typical rich boy.

A/N: I was not going to start another multi chapter story after The Riley Diaries, I was actually thinking about not writing anymore after I am done with it but this idea came to my mind last night (and by night I mean 5AM haha) and I really wanted to give it a try. I would really like to hear what you think about it and would you be interested in me continuing it. I really hope you will like and enjoy it.



My name is Riley Matthews and I was a regular girl – living with her family in a small town, going to school and having fun with the few friends I got. But my life drastically changed when my parents decided to go work in Los Angeles. In LA you are treated like a royalty if you are rich, I knew that very well. But not because I was the typical rich spoiled girl, no. I knew that because my family worked for one of the wealthiest families in California. And me, well I am the daughter of the cook and the butler. I get to live in a beautiful house, I get to eat gourmet food and lay by the pool when I’m not in school or at dance practice. But none of the things listed above are mine, I felt like I was living someone else’s life, until one day – I became someone else.

“Mom, I hate first days at school,” I said as I reached for my backpack, “Can we not move like every year?”

“You know we have to work, right,” My mom handed me my lunch and kissed my cheek gently, “We finally found a good job, I promise we are not moving until you graduate.”

“You said that the last two times,” I laughed and looked out the window at the pretty blonde, lying by the pool, “Is Maya still not ready for school?”

“You know she likes to make an entrance when the class has already started,” My mom laughed and got back to setting the table for breakfast, “Or in the middle of the day.”

“Yes, I know but I don’t want to be late,” I sighed and sat on one of the bar stools, tracing every move my mother is making.

“You won’t be,” She turned to me and smiled, tilting her head at one side, “You look beautiful in those clothes.”

“Thank you,” I looked down at Maya’s clothes, “Maya gave them to me, turns out they are, I quote, so last season.”

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[one-shot] ten weeks

Title: ten weeks

Rating: NC-16

Warnings: crude language, smut, allusions to alcohol use, undertale spoilers

Genre: idk does this count as fluff? hs au, smut, pastel/punk, slight angst, slight crack bc it isn’t an amazingphilia fic if there isn’t crack of some sort

Pairing: phan yes and inkling of kickthestickz

Characters: meme boy as a pastel princess, meme daddy as a punk asshole, some other people as punk asshole’s friends

Summary: the following is an account of the ten weeks punk delinquent Phil Lester was forced to befriend his sworn enemy little flower boy Dan Howell after his parole officer decided to cuff them together to stop them from bickering (and the three weeks that follow).

Alice: Helo!! My gf is (unfortunately) a n00b in video games and couldn’t defeat a carrot so she made me write a few parts!! One of them is related to undertale and um it’s heavy spoilers for doing a genocide run!! (dont worry im p sure dnp won’t do one so you can read) ((check out how bad ass phil is in this fic for defeating this guy))

Charlie:Ten Weeks by Charlie and Alice Present Jack U ft. Audrey HAHAHA (no srsly guys listen to Jack U its electro genius) anyway this is the result of the realisation that there are no fics in the phandom that address the handcuff trope ;-; so i decided to write one to indulge myself as well as other tropes i wanted to write for like poet!dan (technically i didn’t write it audrey did), poet!phil (okay i wrote this one i swear), pastel!dan, and punk!phil.
And does this count as a collab anymore if you coerce your girlfriend into writing the smut and a scene concerning Undertale? Anyway yes a “collab” between hte gf @lestersbitch and I with a special feature from @valdimire!! Audrey thank you for helping me write such an important scene in here, you’re literally one of my favourite poets (there’s a hint for you sneaky shits). Anyway  soz for long a/n here we go

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