waiting to get yelled at in 3...2...1


*** YOU’RE ALIVE*** 

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“Is it a boy or girl?” You smiled at the middle aged woman and poured her another cup of coffee. “Don’t know yet. Wanted to keep it a surprise I think. Wait until he or she gets here.” The woman nodded and took a sip, motioning for you to sit in front of her in the booth. You looked around and figured why not, you were the only one still working and it’s not like your boss was here to yell at you for relaxing on the job. You sat across from the woman who you’d come to know was named Beth from your frequent interactions and begin talking, getting lost in conversation about children. She always came in at the same time every day to have her 8 pm coffee. You recently transferred to this diner since it was closer to your apartment. The farther along in your pregnancy you got, the less you wanted to stress and exert yourself. You were already 6 months along and things weren’t exactly getting any easier. 

You were low on money and all you really owned was the belongings you had packed when you left Charming and a shitty apartment in the bad side of town. If you were being honest, you hated it but you were saving every penny you could so you could provide for the baby when it got here. You had the capacity to get a better job and make better money but the issue was staying off the radar. If you got an official job on the books, your cover would be blown. You knew how good Juice was with tracing so you decided to work under the table for straight cash, no checks or payroll. You had been away from Charming for a while now but you knew the club was probably still looking for you. Not Clay, you didn’t think he cared about you anymore, but you figured the others might be. You were usually in limbo as to how that made you feel. A part of you wished that they wouldn’t. Wished that they would just forget you. You hoped that they weren’t sad or distressed in the wake of your absence. After all, they were disappointed in you. 

But the other side of you hoped that they still looked for you every now and then. You hoped that they at least missed you, thought about you from time to time. To you, Clay was the only one you could see truly not giving a shit. He’d been the one to kick you out in the first place. He hadn’t meant for you to take off though and you wondered how he felt about everything. Above all else though, you wondered about Happy. How he’d reacted when he found out you had left. If he still thought about you. If he missed you or if he hated you. If he had a new girl now, one that he could parade around and be proud to own, not like it had to be with you. The thought made you sick. 

 The sound of your name being called pulled you from your thoughts and your eyes snapped up to see Beth waving her had in front of your face. She smiled when you made eye contact. “You alright there darling? Lost you for a second.” You chuckled in embarrassment and ran your hand through your hair. “Sorry Beth. Just stuck in my thoughts.” Beth simply nodded and tossed back the remainder of her coffee before grabbing her purse to get ready to leave. “Well it’s getting late. I better get going. You too.” With a nod, you stood and grabbed the empty mug taking it to the back. 

After you tossed it into the sink, you walked back out to say goodbye but Beth was gone, $50 on the table. You shook your head but were still thankful. Her coffee had cost $3 every night but she still always left you a large tip. ‘Buy the baby something nice.’ she always said. You were definitely struggling when it came to money and those extra dollars helped more than she‘d ever know. With a small smile, you turned back to the kitchen and went in to start doing the dishes, thinking about your family and your old life. 


 “That must’ve been why she left. She didn’t want to have to face us and say she was pregnant. Not after the scene her little rendezvous with Happy caused.” Bobby was the only one really talking while the others sat with their head in their hands. Tig looked in disbelief, Chibs was stoic and Jax had a look that could kill. He didn’t know who he was angrier with, all he knew was that he was angry and that he wanted his baby sister back. There was great relief in knowing that you were alive and ok but the thought for you out there all alone had always hurt him to think about but now finding out that you were pregnant too? His heart was broken. 

 Some days were better than others but right now he would barely stomach the guilt he felt for letting you walk out of the clubhouse that day. Maybe if he had followed his instincts, ignored Clay and went after you, everything would be fine. But everything wasn’t fine and he was making it his job to fix this mess and bring his little sister back home. The first step to do that though meant that they needed to have Happy back down in SAMCRO. That wasn’t going to be the hardest part though. Telling him that you were carrying his baby would be.


“Happy? Hap!” Happy grumbled and rolled over in his bed, pulling his pillow over his head to ignore the repetition of his name at the door. It didn’t stop though and simply got louder, now accompanied with impatient knocking. “What?!” Happy’s gruff and angry voice barked out causing Kozik to start talking from the other side of the door. “Happy man, you gotta call SAMCRO. Jax called, said he’s been calling you all morning and you’re not answering. It sounds really important.” The Killer groaned as he remembered that he had turned his burner off the night before when he had taken a croweater to bed, not wanting to be interrupted. He’d forgotten to turn it back on though and now his Charming VP was pissed.

 Happy rubbed his eyes and sat up, grabbing his burner from off of the nightstand. “I’ll call him back now.” “Ok brother.” With that Kozik walked away from the dorm door while Happy started his phone back up, 7 missed calls and 4 unread texts lined up, all from his brothers down in SAMCRO. He cleared his throat and hit the speed dial for Jax’s number, pressing the phone to his ear and shoving the sleeping croweater. “Get out.”

 The girl groggily left the room while Happy listened to the phone ring before Jax’s voice came over the line, not bothering with pleasantries or small talk. “I’ve been calling you. You need to answer your phone.” Happy nodded and swung his legs over so he was sitting on the edge of the bed. “Sorry Jax. What’s going on?” There was a silence on the other end as Jax contemplated how to deliver the news but he settled on just being upfront. “Juice tracked down Y/N.” Now it was Happy’s turn to be silent. Even though he stayed quiet, there was a flood of feelings and emotions going through him. Fear, anger, betrayal, curiosity. Out of all of them though, the one that suck out was relief. Relief that at least you were alive. The others could come later. “She’s alright?” “We think so. We tracked her in El Paso. She’s…” There was a pause and Happy’s mind was scrambling as he waited to hear what Jax would say next.

 Maybe you had found another man. One that worked a regular 9 to 5 and would be home with you. No runs or jail time. While the thought of you being happy and protected made him at ease, the thought of any man other than him being with you had him seeing red. His brain kept churning as he thought of all the things that could come at the end of that sentence. She’s happy, she’s single, she’s married, she’s coming back. It was none of those though and Happy felt his heart drop into his stomach as he heard Jax finally spit it out. 

 “She’s pregnant.” 

 With just those 2 words, Happy felt his entire body go hot and he looked around for something to break, a wall to punch. The thought of you with another guy made him furious but you carrying a baby that belonged to anyone other than him? He grit his teeth together and stared forward at the wall, his left hand in a fist and clenching by his side. “Do you know who the guy is? Did she run off with him? Or did she meet him over there? I swear to god Jax, find out who he is and send me the name.” 

 There was a silence again and Jax blew out a breath, closing his eyes. “It’s yours Hap. Juice hacked the file, she’s 6 months along. That means she was pregnant when she left. That’s why she took off. It’s your baby.” Happy sat there for a good 10 seconds in complete shock before suddenly everything started to make sense. How you had picked him over the club but then taken off. How you had been willing to leave him and your family behind. You wouldn’t have been able to hide your pregnancy from the club and that would’ve been a whole different problem. You’d left to make things easier for him and avoid issues within the club. It had, but you’d ended up breaking his heart in the process, even though he’d probably never admit it.

 “We’re gonna head over to Texas and find her, bring her back home. We could use you back.” Without any hesitation Happy nodded and stood up from the bed, his jaw set and pure determination on his face. Even after months of lying to himself saying he didn’t love you anymore and drowning himself in booze and pussy to try and forget you, he still loved you, you were still his and he was going to get you back. 

“I’ll be there tomorrow.”

Rich Youth | Chapter 4

chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6

featuring: reader + most of NCT will make an appearance at one point

warnings: language

word count: 2.7K

“I can’t believe you’re not even coming anymore! I spent all my time here counting down till the day you get here and now you’re telling me that you’re just staying in Dubai?” I yelled at Hayi’s sun kissed face through my FaceTime app. I shot up from the comfort of my blankets and waited for her excuse.

“Y/N, I’m sorry! My dad surprised the step-bitch with a trip to Hawaii and so they’re going to be off doing God-knows-what for the rest of the summer. I can’t exactly show up to a family country club resort alone”, she pouted.

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“how to run away from home” by leo mayfield

1) wait for your big brother to get out of the house bc you don’t want him inviting himself into ur conversations like he always does
2) start a fight w ur dads (bonus points if its for something stupid like your grades)
3) listen to your dads yell at you for about ten minutes
4) slip out when they start yelling at each other instead

aand youre done! now you just need to find a park bench or some shit n ur good to go for the night

That perfect fanfiction

1.) Waiting to read it: oh geez I’m scared
2.) Starting to read it: holy skittles this is perfect
3.) Halfway through reading it: WHY THE FUCK DID I WAIT A WEEK
4.) Finished with reading it: what the shit where did my heart go why is it raining on my face

Girl Next Door {8}

Dean x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, Yelling, Mentions Of Mental Health

Words: 2,425

Previous Parts: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7

Alright, the moment you’ve all been waiting for! Who is that creeper? Italics are flashbacks. Enjoy! Love You all!

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anonymous asked:

Part 1/? Dadworth AU. Apollo being somewhere with some friends and feeling unconfortable, but he's too polite to outright say it, so when Miles calls him to ask if he's doing OK he'a like "yeah dad... wait what? Grounded?! You are comming!?"

Part 2/? Dadworth AU. And Miles is like “I get it, you want to come home but don’t want to be rude” so they fake that Apollo forgot to clean his room and now is grounded. But Miles doesn’t want this to happen, so they create a code.

Part 3/? Dadworth AU. Miles would check on Apollo everytime he’s out, and if Apollo says something related to his feet or shoes hurting it means “come get me please”. Like “Don’t worry dad, I’m having a great time, but my feet hurt a bit…”

Part 4/4 Dadworth AU. That means that he doesn’t want to be there. But one day he’s having a great time and he accidentally breaks his shoes, so he’s like “Dad… I broke my shoes, but don’t worry, my feet DON’T hurt!”. Based on personal experience.

anon im in PAIN

anon said: Dadworth being that dork parent taking prom pictures of Apollo and clay and then chauffeuring them to school, chaperoning and getting a bit emotional during their slow dance


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Shoutout to that massive manbaby at Malwart today who yelled at me for a solid 25 minutes because I personally wouldn't take the 60 inches TV he just bought to his car despite the fact that 1) I offered to get him a trolley from the backstore, 2) this was during the lunch rush and I was the only associate on the floor in electronics, 3) I had 6 or 7 other customers waiting at my register with their purchases, 4) one of my arms is in a sling, and 5) he didn't want me to call another associate.

Destined to Meet pt 3.5(?)
Since you guys had to wait -or die- so long between part 2 and 3 I’m putting this one up early. So here you go lovelies c: I hope you enjoy (Prologue pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 Gail sat silently, as did Holly, and stared into the beautiful brown eyes in front of her. She was trying to get a read on what the brunette was thinking, what she was feeling. Had Holly finally figured out that she liked her? If she hadn’t then Gail would probably have to spell it out cuz she was already yelling it without actually saying it. But alas she couldn’t get a read. Holly was pulling the perfect poker face and Gail was getting a little frustrated. Sighing she stood, pushing the chair back with her legs and walked past the brunette.    “Would you like a coffee?” Gail whispered into Holly’s ear. The hot breath coupled with Gail’s lips brushing against her ear sent the most electrified shiver through Holly and a heat one shouldn’t have for a friend. Taking a loud gulp of nothing -her mouth was dryer then a desert- Holly nodded, it was all she could do while the blonde was still breathing in her ear. Suddenly the hot air was gone and foot steps were heard making their way to the front counter.   

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Wow, fuck you Annalise. 

I know she’s trying to do the right thing so they all get away with murder. But seriously she is not a good person. And even if she didn’t actually kill anyone, let’s stop pretending she’s a fucking saint who’s saving everybody else on the show out of the goodness of her heart. 

Blaming them for what happened to Sam is fucked up. She’s the one who told Wes what to do after the murder. People hate on K5 for always blaming Annalise for everything, but holy shit she’s the manipulative liar. 

1. Threatening Oliver’s well being to get more blood on Connor’s hands. Connor already chopped up one body, of course he’s not touching another one.

2. THANK GOD Michaela stood up to her, you go girl! (Also I love how she yells at Connor to wait for her).

3. Whatever’s Laurel’s past is that we don’t know, Annalise throwing it in her face is fucked up.

4. Fuck yes! I called it! Wes shot Annalise! Thank god they’re not related. And he is so done with her shit. They will hopefully never relationship ever because Wes deserves better.

5. Asher totally has a plan with Bonnie. FUCK YES Bosher ftw.

Connor was right. Brainwashing 101. Annalise is manipulative as fuck (awesome and smart, but manipulative).

Also, let’s remember that Connor seems to be the only one concerned about Annalise’s life after she was shot. She tried to get all four of them to shoot her using various methods of manipulation. Yet Connor was the only one who cared about her surviving, and not just them getting away with it. 

And, I love how Pete Nowalk’s hint at Oliver not being safe turned out to be Annalise threatening him. I love you Connor Walsh. Now go home and let Oliver comfort you.

Those two episodes were always my favorite because 1. Science, 2. Space, 3. You actually get to see how smart Professor Tornasol is and that he can make other stuff than robo-sharks and he actually has actual lines andalso offended Tornasol yelling about goats and science is the most adorable thing ever