we might not make it home tonight

angst memes | part 1.

 ( send me a line and my muse will react to your muse’s painful words. )

  • ❛ I just want you to need me. ❜
  • ❛ What were they like? ❜
  • ❛ Just think of me and pull yourself back to creation. ❜
  • ❛ They were right about you… ❜
  • ❛ I let myself be vulnerable to you. ❜
  • ❛ I didn’t want to go home tonight. ❜
  • ❛ Who’s the first face that comes to mind when you get sad? ❜
  • ❛ God never came. ❜
  • ❛ You make me feel so scared… ❜
  • ❛ With you, I withered… ❜
  • ❛ You couldn’t even keep your promise. ❜
  • ❛ It’s funny how the smallest lie might live a million times. ❜
  • ❛ For many moons I tried to forget about what you did, but my body won’t let me forgive you. ❜
  • ❛ I never saw you the same way. ❜
  • ❛ We could’ve been a lot of things. ❜
  • ❛ You were good. ❜
  • ❛ It’s hard for me to feel something for you. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t want to remember you. ❜
  • ❛ You were the first person to ever break my heart. I just want you to remember that. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t feel safe with you. ❜
  • ❛ Loving you is just too fucking much… ❜
  • ❛ I can’t do this anymore. ❜
  • ❛ You’ve awoken all of my demons. ❜
  • ❛ I wouldn’t wish this ache on anyone. ❜
  • ❛ I know they don’t love me… ❜
  • ❛ I know you don’t love me… ❜
  • ❛ I just wanted to say goodbye. ❜
  • ❛ You might not see me again. ❜
  • ❛ I hope that if we meet in the next life, our fate won’t be as cruel. ❜
  • ❛ After all of that, why would I want to stay here? ❜
  • ❛ I feel misplaced. ❜
  • ❛ I made the mistake of thinking we could fix each other. ❜
  • ❛ You lied. ❜
  • ❛ I want you out of my fucking head! ❜
  • ❛ You put the fear of God in me… ❜
  • ❛ The blood won’t go away, no matter how hard I scrub. ❜
  • ❛ I blamed myself often for the terrible things you did. ❜
  • ❛ It’s hard to look you in the eyes… ❜
  • ❛ We’re disgusting; we’re absolutely fucked. ❜
  • ❛ I see the death of many men when I look at you. ❜
  • ❛ You died that day. ❜
  • ❛ I died that day. ❜
  • ❛ Your wounds opened up again… ❜
  • ❛ Your insecurity is showing. ❜
  • ❛ Why do you flinch every time I raise my hand…? ❜
  • ❛ I made this mistake of thinking you were home. ❜
  • ❛ Lovers don’t do that to each other… Why the fuck did you do that to me?! ❜
  • ❛ You are the source of my scars. ❜
It’s About Time

Requested by an Anon: Can you do an imagine where the reader is with Juice and is Chibs’ daughter. Juice and reader have been married long before he ever joined the club and everyone finds out the two are married and is surprised except Chibs.

AN: I’ve changed time frames, to make the story work.

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Requested by mira-mage-mira

You cursed the contraption around your neck, and you cursed the person who put it there. Of course, not out loud. The man controlling you would hear and give you a painful shock if he knew you were being disobedient.

From your perch on the top of a skyscraper, you could see most of San Fransokyo.

“Your target is right below you,” your handler told you through your earpiece. You unfurled your wings and dove off of the building. You ignored the screams of the people below, only focusing on the man you had to stop. One you were within range, you shot a bolt of lightning at the man. However, some sort of ball hit the man first, and it encased him in some kind of substance that dispersed the electricity.

“Sorry, sir,” a tall woman apologized. She broke another colored ball over his head, which melted the goo. “I figured you’d rather be covered in stuff than electrocuted.”

However, before you could try again to go after your target, a boy riding what looked like a large red robot stepped in front of you.

“I have some concerns,” the robot commented, his hand held up like he was saying something important.

“Yeah, so do I,” the boy stated. “Why are you after him?”

“It’s not-” you started, though you were cut off with a scream as the collar sent a shock through your body.

“Patient is being electrocuted,” the robot commented.

“We need to get that collar off of her, Hiro” another male voice added. You couldn’t tell where it came from. “I don’t want to try to laser it off.

“On it,” the boy, Hiro, stated, jumping off of the robot and going towards you. He looked closely at the collar, as you just watched him, afraid to say anything for fear of another shock. “It’s some kind of electronic lock.” He started poking at the collar, and after a little bit, it opened up and fell to the ground. You were free.

“Thank you!” you exclaimed, pulling your savior into a hug.

Hiro laughed and hugged back, patting your back. “Don’t mention it,” he replied. The rest of his team was gathered around now, looking at you. Hiro introduced each of them for you, and you introduced yourself in return. “So, uh, why do you have wings and electricity powers?”

You shrugged. “Science?” you replied. “Experimentation.”

“Ha! Knew it!” Fred exclaimed. He pointed to Honey Lemon. “Told you.”

“Where do you live? We can take you home,” Hiro offered.

“With the guy who did this to me and put that on me,” you replied, pointing at the collar.

“Okay, well…” Hiro said, trailing off to think. “I’ll take you to my Aunt Cass. She might know something we can do. And at the very least, there’s, uh, a spare bed for tonight. Baymax will be able to monitor you to make sure there’s no after-effects of the shock and everything.

You smiled at the team of heroes, especially Hiro. He was very well named. “Thank you so much, really. Let me know if there’s anything I can do in return.”

“Well, I’m sure H-” Gogo started with a smirk, cutting herself off when Wasabi elbowed her with a glare.

EXO GIF React - You Being Important Person at SM/Being Busier Than Them

Request: Hello there. Can you do an exo reaction when youre their gf and youre one of the most important people in SM plus youre busier than them? I hope you get what i mean! And thank you wish you have a good daaaay.

A/N: HELLO! You’re my very first request on this blog. I’m crying so hard rn. I’m so happy. And I think I’ve got it. Like maybe you being an important idol at SM, or maybe being a manager, or just someone with a high position in general. You would be loads busy!

Okay, this is my first one, so I will try my best. 

Please bear with me and take care of me! <3

Note: I’m doing this one ot9 because the request makes it kind of difficult for me to write a reaction about LuTaoRis, since they’re no longer part of SM Entertainment. But otherwise, I will try to make most requests ot12.

I realize there are only 9 now, but it is a personal choice to include all 12.

*bc luhan is my bias. there, i said it* <3

Also, sorry these get longer as I go down the list. I tried to keep them rather short, but I just had so much to say about the members.


baekhyun: i feel like he’d be super whiny, but that teasing/playful type of whiny where he misses you even though he understands that you’re busy. 

“jagi i feel like i haven’t seen you in forever! you seem busier than i am these days.”

but tbh i also think he’d be the type to grab you by surprise when he sees you walking down the hallway, just to give you a quick kiss.

chanyeol: i think he’d be similar to baekhyun in the sense that he would be whiny and needy for attention. just imagine him whining with that deep voice of his!

“hi jagi!”

he’d probably be the type to wave hello at you EVERY TIME you pass him in  the SM building. i also think he and baekhyun would go the most out of their way to make you smile if you look stressed or you’re having a bad day.

not that the others wouldn’t. just that baek and chan would take it as their personal mission in life–for the day.

d.o.: of all the members, i think he’s one of the top three who would most be concerned with your health if they see you’re overworking yourself. he would probably try to get you something to snack on or some tea. something quick and nice to make your day better.

he would miss you and want to spend time with you. but rather than burdening you with complaints, he would shower you with affection. without many words though, since we know soo is rather the silent type.

“you should get some rest, you’re overworking yourself.”

sehun: our little maknae is used to being loved and coddled, which is understandable since he is the youngest in exo. so i feel like he’d be even needier than chan and baek. 

he’d probably be texting you with cute but whiny little texts.

“jagi,” or noona, since i feel like he’d be into girls who are older than him. “how long has it been since we spent time together? i can’t even remember what you look like.”

“sehunnie, i saw you this morning…”

suho: he is a more understanding person, especially because he of all people in exo know what its like to be busy.i mean, he is the leader of exo–the guardian–and he takes care of all the members like they’re his little brothers. 

also, of the three that i mentioned earlier that would be the most understanding, he would be one of them.

he would definitely miss you and would be upset that you were busy. but he would smile through it, for your sake. he would also try to take care of you as best he can.

“if you need anything, just send me a message. you’ll get through today. FIGHTING!”

he’d even probably send you one of his infamous dad jokes in a lame attempt to make you crack a smile.

lay: another who would be super understanding and sweet–probably the sweetest of all. yixing would treat you so well, and would go out of his way to see you if even for a few minutes throughout the work day.

he would also worry a lot about you and ask every so often how you were feeling with your schedules.

“when we get home tonight i’ll treat you to dinner and then we can just cuddle together.”

chen: he would be that whiny self, the king of whining. 

with his famous, “ah waeee?”

jongdae would let you know that he doesn’t like the way work isn’t letting you both spend time with each other. 

“when are we gonna have time for ourselves?”

kai: another maknae. but even though he’s a maknae, along with his fellow member oh sehun, i feel like jongin would be more understanding as well. occasionally he might make a remark or two and be a bit whiny.

but he is rather reserved.

and then there’s the fact that he only has sisters. a boy being raised around only girls makes them behave a bit differently, mostly if the sisters are older. which is the case with jongin.

“i miss you, jagi. lets try to get together when we have some time.”

xiumin: ah xiumin xiumin xiumin. another one who i feel would be in between whiny and non whiny. like it could probably go either way, depending on how you look that morning. like if you look super stressed he would most definitely take care of you.

but if you look like you’re having a good day, he’d probably catch you in the hallway and tell you in a whiny voice that he misses you.

“i just want schedules to be done for the day so i can spend time with my favorite person.”

ENDING NOTE: remember guys, this is just my honest opinion and its my first gif reaction post. so please bear with me. i’m sure they’ll get better as we go along.

thank you for the requests! have a nice day!

Raphael, the Dog Lover (TMNT)

This is the pitbull thing that was requested a while ago and I figured I’d write it while I’m in the swing of writing requests. ^.^ Plus this so cute and I love doggies…

My only issue is because I love doggies, I know there are several breeds of dog that are called ‘pit bull’. It’s a type of dog, not a breed. Personally I’m going to write the dog as a Staffordshire Bull Terrier. Why? My own dog is a staffie, and a recuse for that matter.

Serious note before we get onto the fic, pit bulls are often victimised by the media but the dogs are sweethearts and anyone who knows anything about the breed is well aware of this. Owners are to blame. I say this as someone who owns a dog who was quite nasty when I got her. Now she is very sweet. Her old owner used to beat her. I think that speaks miles about it. Because of this abuse of the breeds known as pitbulls, most of them end up in shelters. About half a million pit bulls are euthanised in shelters every year, about 40% of all dogs euthanised. (Not that kill shelters aren’t a problem in and of themselves) Please, please, please, if you’re thinking of getting a dog, consider a pit. It’s a bit of a long story and this foreword is getting too long as it is, but my pitbull saved myself and my sister from being murdered. And it’s not we might have been hurt, we would have died. I’ll never forget that. And I’m not trying to say another dog breed wouldn’t do that, all dogs would but that’s my point. Pits are not these evil creatures the media makes them out to be. They’re dogs.


Raphael sighed, as he ventured the rooftops. Alone. Unusual for this time of night. He should be heading home, with his brothers but tonight had been different. He’d had a small… Exchange with Mikey forcing Leo and Donnie to step in- But dammit Mikey had started it with that dumb prank!

So now, he was taking the long way home. Descending from the city buildings, he made his way into the alleyway, only to hear… Whimpering? It was a strange noise but in a city like this it was one he could recognise as a dog. There were so many pet pooches around, he’d grown used to their noises.

While he could have just went home and forgot about the whole thing, he was up for anything in order to avoid going home to confront his family. So follow it he did, tracking the noise to the back of some garbage cans.

Lying there, nursing a clearly broken paw and a skeletal body, was the thinnest dog Raphael had ever seen. She whimpered and whined, licking at the blood seeping from the wound.

Raphael grunted a little, the sight unnerving him. Poor dog, how had she gotten into such a state? He wondered. “ Yer not lookin’ yer best, are ye, girl? ” He asked, making a few soft kissy noises to get her attention.

In response the dog’s head snapped up, her ears pinned back, a low growl escaping a throat. Raph slowly raises his hands.

“ S'alright, I’m not gonna hurt ya, ” He assured, trying to work out how to calm the canine. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a small wrapper. It was just a cereal bar, mostly oatmeal and honey. He usually carried one or two on him, for working out if he got hungry so he didn’t need to stop. Unwrapping it, he held it out carefully to her.

The dog seemed to give a small sniff, examining the extended morsel before giving a few uncertain licks. Having come to the decision it was not dangerous and tasted good, she wolfed it down, her tail wagging heavily; beating against the ground.

“ There’s a good girl. Were you hungry? ” He asked, very slowly moving a hand towards her to sniff, clenched in a fist. At the sight, the dog howled, whimpering and trying to back off. Quickly Raph stopped and she calmed. He paused for a moment, frowning before he tried it again, his hand held loosely now. She seemed more calm with this, her wet nose rubbing his scales.

Raph clenched his teeth a little. “ It was a person that did this to you, wasn’t it girl? ” He asked, as she continued to explore his hand with her tongue. He wasn’t really sure why he was talking to the dog, she couldn’t talk back, it just felt more natural than silence.

After staying there for maybe ten, fifteen minutes, slowly building up some trust with her; Raph very carefully moved to slip his strong arms beneath her, scooping her up, paying no mind to the blood that coated his arm now.

The dog seemed somewhat happy to have the pressure taken off of her leg, it seemed. Slightly less so about the smell of the sewer.

Upon arriving, Mikey was the first to greet him, as usual. Looking up from the comic he was reading, he took a moment to register before gasping in shock.

“ Dude, that’s a dog, ” He said, leaning over the couch, childishly. Raph grunted.

“ Yes, Mikey, she’s a dog, ” Raph agreed, making his way to Donnie’s lab.

“ What’s wrong with her leg? And how’d you know she’s a she? ” Mikey asked.

“ Someone hurt her… And you can tell on pitbulls, ” He responded.

“ Pitbull? ” Donnie looked up from his work as Raph walked in, the messy bundle of chocolate and white fur in his arms still. Studying the creature as he rose out of his chair, he corrected, “ Actually I think she’s a Staffordshire Bull Terrier. While Pitbull is technically correct, that’s a type of dog, not a breed. ”

“ Whatever you say Kennel Club, can you help her? ” Raph asked nervously.

“ I don’t know, I’m no vet… I’ll call April and Casey, if they’re free I’ll ask one of them to take her to a vet. I’ll try and make her comfortable until then, ” Donnie agreed, clearing a space on the table for her while searching for his phone.

“ Al'ight, but don’t mess around, ” Raph agreed, patting soft ears as he placed her down.


It was a week later when Raph got a call. From April. Placing his weights to the side, he grabbed his phone and answered.

“ Hey? ” He asked, wondering what she wanted.

“ Hey, Raph, it’s about that dog you found. The vet’s prescribed her a medical plan and they’ve operated on her leg but they’ve had to amputate it, ” At the mention of this, Raph winced at the memory of the mangled leg. He wasn’t surprised, it’d been a mess. “ She’s really underweight but the vet says she should make a full recovery and she should still be able to walk once she figures out how to balance, ” April finished.

“ That’s great, I’m glad she’s doing good, ” Raphael told her, as he picked up a bottle of energy drink, downing half the bottle.

“ Yeah but now they want to know what to do with her. The state could take her but… The nearest shelter is a high kill one. So the vet asked if I wanted to take her… But I really don’t have the time for a dog. ”

“ You’re asking me if I want her? ” Raph asked.

“ Yeah, I am… I guess if you don’t we could try and find someone el- ”

“ No, ” He cut her off. “ I’ll take her, ” He agreed without a moment of hesitation. Master Splinter was going to kill him.

But it was the right thing to do.


Once she got home, she was like a new dog. Raph could hardly believe this dog April had brought with her was the same pitbull he’d found last week.

“ Thatta girl, ” He praised, rubbing her belly as she ambled over to him, still trying to perfect the balance of running on only three legs.

“ Are you going to name her? ” Leo asked, watching vaguely amused from the couch.

“ Name her? ”

“ Well, duh, she needs a name, ” Mikey quipped in response. “ I vote for Turtledog. Like Batdog, but a turtle. ”

Raphael rolled his eyes, considering for a moment. “ I don’t know, I’m no good at names, ” He admitted.

“ What about Tenshi? ” Leo offered idly. While Raph’s Japanese might not have been as great as his brothers, he could translate that well enough, Angel.

“ Mm, I guess it’s better than Turtledog, ” Raph agreed, chuckling as he pet her ears.

“ Oh and Raph, the vet mentioned something else, ” April said.

“ Really what? ”

“ Just to mention she’s recently had pups. Maybe she was part of a puppy farm and they decided they didn’t want her anymore? ” April offered, trying to explain it somehow.

Raphael nodded, looking back to Tenshi as she snuggled up to him. A sigh escaped him, “ Where are your babies girl? I hope they’re doing better than you were. ”


The next day, Raph was walking Tenshi. It was a little hard, given he had to avoid being seen and let her pee and all, but he managed it. Somehow. He didn’t have a leash but he didn’t seem to need one, as she happily plodded along.

At some point however, she seemed to be leading him, rather than him her.

“ Tenshi, Tenshi c'mere, where ye going girl? ” He called after her, carefully following as she crossed the street. This was near where he’d found her, only maybe a block or so away.

He continued to follow her, all the way to a seemingly abandoned warehouse, continuing to call after her but stubbornly she seemed to be ignoring him. Once inside, he followed her further, round the back of some dusty crates that hadn’t been touched in what could have been years.

There he found something most unusual. Tucked into a makeshift bed of the sheets that used to cover crates were four skinny puppies, guarded by a Dalmatian; his face battle scarred and worn.

Tenshi greeted the other dog happily, nuzzling and licking faced as Raph followed curiously. Upon getting closer the Dalmatian snarled, baring his fangs however Tenshi happily trotted up to him and pressed some slobbery kissed to his leg and the spotty dog accompanying her seemed to understand.

“ Tenshi, these are your babies, ” Raph said happily, a very proud smile on his face, his heart melting. He was glad his brothers weren’t around to see him consumed by his soft side. Carefully holding out a hand to pet the Dalmatian who was now equally as curious about him, he smiled. “ Is this yer mate? Has he been looking after yer pups? He’s a good boy, ” He praised, ruffling his ears.

“ C'mon, ” He said, gathering up the pups in the sheet with no protest from either parent. “ Let’s go home, all of us. ”


A year later, Raph lounged by the TV. To one side of him Tenshi was snuggled up to him. Her stomach was once more swollen with pups, she’d give birth soon. By his feet lay her loyal protector and 'Raph’s good boy’, Butch the Dalmatian. Only two of their first litter still remained in the Lair. Turtledog, who was of course Mikey’s bundle of fun and Hana (Flower in Japanese) who had become something of a therapy dog for Master Splinter. Beowulf and Godzilla were never far behind their master, Casey.

“ You want some beef jerky? ” Raph offered the dogs and at the mention of 'beef jerky’ Turtledog had somehow appeared from the woodwork for her fair share of the food. Hana didn’t seem so bothered, resting still by Splinter’s feet.

Looking around him, Raph was very happy he had decided to keep Tenshi. She had only brought their family happiness. She was an angel, just with four legs and a tail rather than wings.

Word Count: 4241

Genre: Smut*

*Warnings: Dom!Namjoon, rough oral… kind of rough in general.

Summary: Meeting a cute boy at a fancy party, and Namjoon punishing you for listening to his flirtations.

A/N: Idk if CEO!Namjoon is a thing, but here he is. This is actually something I wrote for my editor, because you never fail me! Thank you for your continued patience and encouragement. I mean when I say that I can never thank you enough. <3

     The lavish smelling perfume that permeated the room burned your nostrils, black tuxedos and designer cocktail dresses crowding the room as waiters sauntered from person to person with tall glasses of wine offered on shining silver trays. People were paired off here and there in the grand entryway of the hotel, their voices chiming boasts of their wealth. It was a scene you had become all too familiar with, but one that you were never comfortable in.

      The small chatter of the people around you did nothing to drown out the annoyance that crawled up your spine. Even the thick sips of the sweet red wine in your hand didn’t offer any kind of solace from checking your phone every five minutes, glancing at the time and your text messages both. They disappointed you every time as well, as the time dragged on and you still received no confirmation of your boyfriend’s appearance.

    “I may be a little late, but that’s all.” Namjoon had said, watching with an intense gaze as you slipped the red cocktail dress down your curves. The pink of his tongue glided over his lips as he eyed you, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed back his lust. You lived for moments like these, where his often unnoticed appreciation for you showed. Catching himself in his weakness, his expression fell flat once again, causing you to sigh as you smoothed the dress down your hips. As usual, those moments were never long and he never let you divulge in them for any longer.

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In This Moment - Part Two

Request: Hi. Can you write were y/n and shawn meet on a vacation? thank yu!

Word Count: 2,305

In This Moment - Part two

Shawn had been a gentleman and put his jacket around my shoulders, as we were walking down the beach. I think, he’d noticed, the little goose bumps on my body, therefore hurried to wrap it around me.

“I love it here” I said, looking at the water.

“Me too, it’s so peaceful” Shawn agreed with me.

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Hi friends!!

I have enjoyed my week of recovery, but I’m ready to get back into moving my body. I do enjoy the week off after a race, but I need to get out of my slug life ways. And that started this afternoon!

Scott was here to visit on Friday! And we went out with some friends for karaoke. It was highly entertaining and a great time with scott and all my friends. We stayed out later and enjoyed ourselves :)

Saturday was therefore a very lazy day for scott and I. We did make it out for a bike ride though! Not until the evening haha but we made it out! We rode about 20 miles with a stop at the end for Dairy Queen. It was nice :)

Sunday we were much more productive! We got up, went to church, went to the grocery store, and then made lunch together. He had to head home a bit earlier than normal because he was making dinner for his mom.

Once we left I decided to head out for a run! My legs felt ready to run, so I figured I might as well see how they would work. I kept it short and sweet, but it felt good to get out there again! It’s nice to run right now and not have a plan to follow I can just do what I want :)

And that’s what I did tonight! I headed out after work intending to run. But I got not even a half mile in, realized my legs didn’t feel great, and I didn’t really feel like running haha so I didn’t! I decided to have a nice sunny walk instead. Felt really nice :)

And that’s what I’ve been up to lately! Hope you’re all doing well :)

So etd and I will be busy tomorrow with family stuff during stream times, so although I still plan to do the Sunday stream at the same times, I thought it might be fun to do a single stream of the bake off episodes tonight at like 7. So if you can’t make it for Sunday streams we’ll be in the chat tonight hanging out for that. I’ll post a proper update with links soon when I get back home to the pc :)


Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam

Summary: Reader feels that Dean is becoming extremely distant and one night she decides she can’t take it anymore.

Word count: 2140 This one really got away from me.

Warnings: SUPER Angsty, Language, Neglection? Is that a thing? Whatever it is now.  


I couldn’t take it anymore, he was just so absent. He came home late at night and woke up in the afternoons with hangovers you wouldn’t believe.

He stopped any form of affection other than the occasional night in bed together, which I always gave him because I’m so damn desperate for something to convince me that he cares. Although it always leaves me unsatisfied and with cold sheets besides me the next day. I always say that this is my last time, but then he comes home with a look on his face that I can’t deny and, bam. Here I am again.

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The Wrong Wand to Take

Well…. This took me a while. ARGH DAMN INTERNET FUCKED SHIT UP!

ANYWAY here’s a Bad Boy AU of Star vs The Forces of Evil. And the reason why it’s possibly badly written is me rushing the hell out of it!

WELL I’m just going to shut up and keep writing and stuff.

Some of you Filipino readers may cringe on some sentences. I did that because of other fanfics using other languages for certain characters. I thought I could give it a try, really.

This is a submission to @starcoweek3.

I stared into my phone, and kept scrolling down for more stuff at facebook. I was bored, and I didn’t mind time pass through like snails racing in a speedway.

When I took notice of the time shown at my phone, I noticed that it was getting late. 7 PM Late. And Star wasn’t home.

2 hours ago, she said that she had somewhere important to go, and that she will come back around 6:30 PM. I didn’t bother asking more details why, but I bothered waving to her as she was about to leave.

It may not seem to be a bad boy thing to worry about her, but as a secret boyfriend of her, that was an exception

I wondered that her being late would mean something bad. Not normal girl bad, but Mewni princess with a magical wand that could level a continent bad. Kidnapped by Ludo or anyone at all? Lost her way to this house? Impossible. She lived here for quite some time now.

I called her cellphone, but no response. After a few missed calls and a few voice messages, I decided it was time to look for Star.

I had to make a snack first, just in case it’ll take me long. Quickly after taking a slice of bread, covering it with chocolate, and rolled it up, I went to the front door and about to start my search for Star.

When I opened the door, my search was indeed over. Star limped to the front door and looked like she was beaten up, and not in a good way.

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Just; C.H. 22

This is twice as long as what I usually post and the actual ending of Just. Thank you for reading, I really enjoyed myself!

We had resided in this small town for the last few days, only locals inhabiting the otherwise empty streets, the sea in walking distance and a few rocks covered in small trees to hide under when the sun would set. I hadn’t felt this at ease in weeks, maybe even months.

Sarah and Sherilyn were exploring along the shore, climbing the rocks near my right to find out if there maybe were a smaller, more secluded beach for us to lay. I decided to just stay here, soak in the hot sun warming my overall clammy skin, enjoying the silence.

My phone buzzing next to me breaks my needed silence though, my head slowly lifted off of the towel to see Linda’s name flash along the lit up screen. “Hi Lin.”
Y/n, so glad I caught you! How is it? Are you having fun?

“Oh, Lin. It’s amazing here.” I breathe, closing my eyes as I lean back against the cool, white sand with the phone still pressed against my ear. “The people are so friendly; we’ve met amazing people along the way. We’re residing with an elderly lady now; she’s taking super great care of us.”

That sounds wonderful. I’m glad I hear you this happy.

“Lin, I think I haven’t felt this happy since I was a kid. I never want to leave this place.” I sigh dreamily, turning onto my stomach so I can search for a bottle of coke in our tote bag. I find my cigarettes first and light one, breathing the smoke into the air as I hear Linda tell Rosalee and Meg that she’s speaking to me right now. I don’t know if I should tell her.

“Tell me what?” I lean up more, my eyebrows furrowed as I set my lips against the filter of my cigarette. Y/n..
“Ah come on, I can take it Lin.”

Calum was here. I press my cigarette out into the sand and sit up straight, pressing the phone between my ear and shoulder as I uncap my bottle. “Oh?”
Of course my mind was racing a hundred miles an hour, as did my heart. But I was coming to terms that I sort of should’ve seen this coming. I should’ve known before I had thrown myself into this.
He came for you.

“That’s weird, he should know that I was leaving for my trip.” I wave at Sherilyn and Sarah when I see both of them jump off of the rocks, coming back into sight. Sarah waves back and yells something incoherent in my direction and I just grant her a thumbs up.
He came an hour after you left.

Linda seems so reluctant to tell me any of this and I understand why, but right now I’m more curious and excited than feeling blue. “But why?”
Babe, I have no idea. He seemed at a loss for words.

“I don’t know if I want to think about that right now. We kind of agreed on no-boys-talk unless it’s someone we want to bring home,” I laugh and hear Linda laugh loudly on the other end of the receiver, “Can we talk about this when I get back in a few days?”

Of course babe. Say hi to Sher and Sarah for me; love you.
“Too of course. Bye.”

“Who was that?” Sarah pants as she drops onto her bum besides my laying frame. Sherilyn joins soon after, dropping next to Sarah and let her bikini-clad body immediately fall onto the cool sand.
“Linda. She says hi by the way.”

“What did she say that got that frown back on your face?” Sherilyn questions but doesn’t glance in my direction once, her own hands digging into the tote bag for a drink of her own. For a moment I am at a loss for words before I can stutter out the best lie I can think of.
“Ah – uh nothing special.” A very bad lie, I know.

“Hm?” I try to act surprised by his name falling from her lips, Sarah raising an eyebrow underneath her glasses as I simply stare in their direction. “Ash told me. We’ve been texting.”
“It’s alright that you’re hurting Y/n. But could you at least admit it? Calum could be fucking another girl for all you care and you’re here suppressing any emotion that might bubble up.”

“Could you fucking not?” I almost growl, turning back onto my back in hopes of cutting the conversation off here. They’re ruining my vacation and I think they’re very well aware of it.

“It’s not what I’m saying that’s hurting you. You have wounds that I can touch by what I say. You’re hurting yourself.” Sherilyn smiles before she crawls onto her knees and towards me, partially dropping onto my frame to crush me in a hug. Sarah follows soon after and I can’t help but giggle as both of them squirm on top of me. She might be right, but that doesn’t mean that Calum shagging any beautiful girl I had seen at their fraternity wouldn’t be haunting my dreams tonight.


“I didn’t know how much I needed it until I got it.” Sherilyn laughs as she takes one of the more familiar turns in our town. We’re heading back, dropping my dead weight body off first before Sarah and Sherilyn will be on their way. I’m glad I came on this trip. I, just as Sherilyn, didn’t know how much I needed a break until I finally felt it between my fingers. I felt refreshed, reborn.

“Same.” I grin, my fingers absentmindedly running through my beach waves – which I absolutely loved, I need to go live near a beach – and letting my eyes drift closed.
Even though I had the time of my life, I craved being back home. I missed my own bed, I missed solitude and most of all, walking around barely naked. Constantly having to be dressed is a pain in the ass and I didn’t realise it until I was stuck with these nitwits for so long.

“I opt to do it again next year. Maybe go a bit further? Near the mountains there are these beautiful springs and little towns… I think it might be amazing.” Sarah suggests, sticking her head between the two frontal seats, grinning and wiggling her eyebrows at me.

“And who says we won’t be retaking any exams next year? Don’t be too premature, Sarah. I got lucky this year.” I point my finger at her, almost touching her nose before I rummage through my bag for a biscuit. I offer Sher her favourites – the ones she made me buy an extra packet of – and she immediately stuffs a few in her mouth, humming in appreciation.
“Ah, you’re always such a Debby Downer. You’re like the smartest kid around, I’m sure you’ll do just fine.”

“Get back to me in ten months, then we’ll talk.” I laugh loudly, receiving a slap to the shoulder before Sarah lets herself fall back against the back seat. “I’m so glad I don’t have to listen to you bicker anymore. Miss Y/n, we have arrived.” I notice we’re standing on the road in front of my frat and I suddenly feel excited about seeing Rosalee and Linda again.

“Ah, finally. Away from you morons.” I can’t keep the chuckle that bubbles up at bay and I’m met with shrieks of protest, but I’m already out of the car and skipping over to the trunk.
“Thank you for an amazing time, both of you. Wouldn’t want to do it with any other person.” I smile, opening my arms for a group hug from the two girls.

They’re bickering when I haul my bag on my shoulder, the strap immediately digging into my sensitive flesh. I slowly walk up the front door and throw it open with as much flair as I could muster.
“Honey, I’m home!”

“She’s back! Y/n! Linda yells and I see her fly out of the living room and into the hallway, suddenly disoriented before she spots me still at the closed front door. Her fingers dig into the flesh of my biceps as she gives me a once over and starts rambling.
“Look at that tan. Oh and look at your hair! Girl you’re glowing.” Linda gushes as she threads her fingers through my hair, grinning like a maniac before she engulfs me in a tight, motherly hug.
“Aren’t you supposed to say that to pregnant women?” I laugh against her shoulder, patting her back as if to confirm her that I indeed had returned.

“Oh my god. Y/n, you’re not pregnant right? Where are we going to put that child? I am not ready for this!” Linda starts panicking as she lets go of me, her eyes wide underneath her glasses as she looks around the house.
“I’m not, Lin. Calm the fuck down, I’m not pregnant.” I shake my head in disbelief, grinning when I see Rosalee come down the stairs in record speed. “Y/n, Y/n, Y/n! How I’ve missed your sorry ass.”

“You all act as if I’ve been away for a year.” I finally let my bag drop to the floor, the strap cutting into my sun burnt skin on my shoulder. I rub the sore spot as I follow my girls into the kitchen, just in time to see Sherilyn’s car pull off and probably go on their way to Sarah’s.
“It felt like forever. We should celebrate this. How about a party tonight? It’s been forever since we have thrown one.” Rosalee claps her hands – like a retard seal might I add – and jumps up and down as she turns towards Linda and me. Linda glances at me and when I shrug, a large grin makes its way onto her lips. “Party it is!”


“Seriously? You’re home what? Four hours? And you’re back to partying.” Sherilyn laughs as she steps into the kitchen, patting my shoulder as a form of hello as I chop up parts of fruits to throw into the bowl of sangria.
“And again I have to see your faces. Glad you could make it.” I grin to my left, nodding at Sarah who just throws her coat across one of the kitchen chairs.

“Who did you invite? It’s crowded.” Sarah chuckles as she looks around the place, everything but the kitchen crowded with college kids coming back from their holidays and joining the first party of the year. I shrug my shoulders, dumping the last bits of chopped fruit in the bowl as I wipe my hands along my jeans. “I didn’t invite anyone but you two. Lin and Rose did everything.”

“Are the boys coming?” Sherilyn questions as she grabs a plastic cup and dumps it in the bowl, filling it up before bringing it to her lips.
“Dude, there’s a spoon right there.” I point to the transparent enormous spoon right in front of her, rolling my eyes as a scoff leaves my lips. “And how would I know? I have been back four hours.”

“Text lover boy and find out yourself.” Sarah steps to my aid and I bite my lip to hold in the laugh that’s trying to escape, shaking my head as I take my own, still empty cup.
Sherilyn responds with an eye roll and pulls her phone out of her back pocket, her right hand quickly typing away as her left brings the full cup back to her lips for a sip.

“Good stuff, by the way. Not Lin’s wine, is it?” Sherilyn motions her head towards her cup, raising it the slightest bit to gather my attention.
“No. Hell no. I chose the wine this time.” I laugh, Sarah and Sherilyn piping in as well before her phone buzzes in her hand.

“Apparently they’re already here. All of them.” Sherilyn emphasises the last three words and her eyes flicker towards me, head still down as I shrug my shoulders. “Such a blast, isn’t it?”

“Ah come on, there’s so many people here you probably won’t even see him.” Sarah smiles as she lets her hand fall onto my shoulder, giving it a squeeze. Right then I hear their voices behind me.
“Look whose back in town!” Michael yells loudly and I turn around, Sherilyn immediately skipping over to Ashton as he engulfs her in a hug. I wink at Ashton and he grins in return, a little nod of his head our form of a hello after such time.

I’m suddenly swept off of my feet though by none other than Michael Clifford, a shriek leaves my lipstick clad lips as my fingernails dig into his shoulders.
“Hi Mikey. Nice to see you.” I smile as I am safely back on my feet, squeezing his biceps as Luke steps into view.

“Luke! How was Italy? I heard it was crazy hot there.” I smile as I let my arms wind around his neck, his hands landing gently on my waist as he reciprocates my hug.
“It was phenomenal. And yeah, very hot. Glad to see later wasn’t all that later, Y/n.” Luke almost whispers the last part and I grin in return, nodding my head in agreement.
“Your trip?”

“Ah, just splendid. I feel like a new person.” I sigh out dreamily and lift my arms, Luke and Michael chuckling to my juvenile behaviour. It’s only now that I let my gaze drift past Luke’s shoulder, seeing Calum awkwardly standing two feet behind all of us. I can feel my throat slipping closed, a frown setting onto my features and my body shaking.

I don’t want him here. And I certainly don’t want him anywhere near me. I could bosess and obsess over how all of this had ended, him being here, looking at me with a lost puppy dog look – things I did wrong or could’ve done differently – but there’s not much of a point. It’s not like it’ll change anything. I try to swallow but my throat physically hurts, sweat breaking out across my neck when I see him approach me.

“Y/n, could we – “ I interrupt him almost immediately as he starts speaking.
“Oh, I forgot. Lin asked me to do something for her. I’ll see you later!” I ramble as quickly as I can muster and slip between Luke’s and Michael’s large bodies, disappearing from sight. My feet take me up the stairs in record speed, my chest heaving as I reach the top of the stairs where I slump against the wall.

“Not now. Not right now, please.” I whisper to no one in particular, closing my eyes and letting my head bang against the wall rhythmically. The bass of the music downstairs thumps through the walls, my heart beating similar to it. Rapid and monotone.

I can make out heavy footsteps coming up the stairs and I pray for any guy beside Calum. I’d rather get felt up by a stranger than having to talk to him. I’m just not ready.
The moon light outside illuminates his face as he stops in his tracks on top of the stairs, only a few meters between both of our bodies. I wanted to smile that he came for me, but all I can do is close my eyes again and let my head fall back against the wall in a loud, hollow thud.

“Y/n…” His voice sounds broken, his face lost a bit of its beautiful colour. He has swapped his skinnies for a pair of basketball shorts, seeing as how hot it had been during the day, along with a ripped muscle tee. He looked absolutely gorgeous. I think I made a noise, something that showed my displease with him being in this close vicinity, but I keep silent.

“How was your trip?” He starts nonchalantly, drawing a scoff from my lips as I reopen my eyes. I watch him stumble over, dropping onto his bottom in front of me, using the other wall for leverage. He pulls his legs up and rests his arms on top of them, keeping his gaze locked on mine.
“Why are you here, Calum?” I whisper, shaking my head as I feel my face burn with un-cried tears. Calum sits up more straight, his upper body leaning towards mine.

His hand reaches out and brushes along my jeans-clad knee, my body shivering as I feel his warm touch flitter over me once more.
“I came to see you.”

“Why? Why would you? If I treated you the way you’ve been treating me, you’d hate my guts.” I spill from my lips, squeezing my eyes closed to the point that I can see tiny stars flickering behind my eyelids. I can sense Calum creep closer and when I feel both of his hands on my legs before he whispers in return.

“Probably. So why don’t you?” I push him away from me and raise to my feet, stepping away from Calum who is trying to crawl back onto his feet again. As he does, he towers over me and I bite down onto my lip until I draw blood before I spit my response in his direction.

“You very damn well know why, Calum Hood.” I flail my arms into the air before I point accusingly in his direction, Calum’s frown now a permanent feature as he tries to step closer.
“Y/n, please listen to me.”

I’m cornered against the wall, but Calum doesn’t attempt to come closer and stays his fair distance out of my personal bubble. I want to touch him. Damn, I would give my kidney if I could kiss him one more time. But I’d keep saying that over and over again.

“Don’t you miss me? Don’t you miss us?” He decides to take a step closer towards me, his fingers brushing over my exposed biceps, goose bumps appearing where his skin has been. I shiver visibly but push him away as he tries to get in my head with his false words.

“Oh I’m sorry I didn’t believe there was an ‘us’ to begin with, Calum!” I yell, pushing at his chest with all the power that I possessed in my small, tired body. I thought I was over him, but having him so close wasn’t good for my health. My anger takes over from the sadness that coursed through me and I keep pushing at his chest, his tall frame barely budging from my assault.

I think Calum got sick of my constant pushing as his long fingers wind around my wrists and he holds them against his chest, forcing me to stay close to him and let him lock his gaze with mine.
“Of course there was! I heard you told Sherilyn you were over me. That you didn’t miss me anymore. Is that true?”

“Well, I could’ve sworn I wasn’t lying when I told them I didn’t miss you.” I state, ending my sentence with a little humourless chuckle as pull away from Calum, who willingly lets me. I awkwardly scratch the back of my neck. Calum merely stares, a frown set upon his features but he keeps silent.

It takes a few moments of both of us staring into each other’s eyes before he makes the swift movement. His hand cups my neck and he presses his lips harsh against my own, my body heavily coming into contact with the wall I had slumped against minutes prior.

I moan against Calum’s lips, pressing my upper body against his as he pulls me as close as is humanely possible. My hands go up his chest, along his shoulders until I let them wind around his neck. His hands press against my bum and I jump, winding my legs around his waist as he properly slams me against the wall.

“Y/n,” Calum moans against my lips, biting down on the bottom lip before he pulls it a little and lets go of it. I hum in response, feeling my heart beat a hundred miles an hour as he grabs me properly, hoisting me off of the wall and starting towards my bedroom.

I’m dropped onto the bed, a little bounce following as Calum lets himself drop onto me, his lips finding my neck almost immediately. “Oh, Cal – I – “ I can’t finish my sentence because I have no idea what I want to say. I should stop him but this could be our last time and I want to savour it.

My shirt flies across my room in a second and I grabble at Calum’s shirt as well, his hands leaving my body to rid himself of the clothing. “Fuck, I missed you.” Calum breathes against my neck, his fingers ghosting over my waist as he reaches the button of my jeans. He gazes towards me and when I don’t protest, the button is swiftly popped and his fingers hook underneath the waist band to slowly drag it down my legs.

I arch my back which gives him the time to unclasp my bra, leaving me almost completely bare to Calum’s wandering gaze. I cup him over his shorts and he still his movements, moaning against my neck before his teeth sink into the tender flesh.

“Off.” I mumble, kissing along his shoulder as I try to push his shorts down from my position. Calum gets up from the bed and quickly pulls his shorts down along with his boxers. I watch him lick his lips before his teeth sink into the plump pink bottom one, leaning on the bed with one knee as he discards my underwear.

I sit up and let my thumb brush along his jawline, a small smile crawling onto my lips when I see Calum’s eyes drift closed at my soft touch. I close the distance between us with a gentle kiss, and he almost immediately responds by pressing his lips harder to mine. His whole naked frame covers mine as he lays both of us back down, his erection pressing between my legs as he presumes our gentle kissing.

Calum starts moving his hips along mine and I let out a moan I was holding in, throwing my head back and granting Calum more access to my neck. I feel his tip press against my entrance and I wriggle my hips, making Calum press into me and fill me up. He completely stills and I hear his heart hammering against his chest, his breathing heavy as he warms my neck and shoulder.

He lifts his head to shoot a smile in my direction before he presses his lips back to mine, slowly starting to move his hips in a rhythmical motion. A sigh leaves my lips, my fingertips digging into his shoulder blades as he picks up the pace.

“Cal – I.” Calum shushes me up by pressing his lips to mine again, his tongue darting in my mouth to battle for dominance. I can rapidly feel my orgasm approaching and I wriggle underneath him. His hand disappears between us two to rub over my clit in circular motions and I arch my back as I come with the sound of his name echoing through the room and probably the hallway.

It doesn’t take long for Calum to follow behind, his whole body stilling as he grunts against my lips. He can’t seem to hold himself up any longer and he drops onto my body heavily, momentarily knocking the wind out of me. I let my fingertips ghost over his spine while he tries to get his breathing and heartrate back to normal. Once he has done so, he rolls off of me and lets out an enormous sigh.

His arm winds around my waist and he presses a kiss to my shoulder and then to my neck, and I can feel my sensitive skin immediately react to his. I wriggle out of his grasp and get up from the bed, feeling rather filthy and kind of regretting what has just happened. My feelings were going to get crushed and this time the ball had been in my court.
“Where are you going?” Calum questions as he sits up, covering his privates with my duvet, keeping his eyes glued on my frame.

“I’m getting dressed. This party is sort of because I got back.” I shrug my shoulders, stepping into my underwear, bra already covering my breasts. Calum’s face retorts into something that resembles shock and disbelief before he flies off of the bed and storms over towards me.
“You cannot just pretend that that was just a one-night stand, Y/n. I came here to –“

“I think you came to talk to me and it got a bit out of hand. I’m sorry, but I’m not the only one to blame.” I take a deep breath as I gaze up, seeing Calum’s stoic features solely trained on me.
“Go on a date with me. Give me a chance.”

“I – Calum – are you sure about this?” I stumble over my words, letting my shirt drop to the floor as I let his hands wander over my waist.
“I have never been more sure about anything in my whole life. Please Y/n, I think I love you.” I swallow harshly, eyes widened at his statement before I feel my heart flutter.

“Yes.” I nod my head and I can see Calum’s eyes twinkle again, the carefree Calum I had met at the beginning of summer taking the upper hand. His arms wind properly around my waist and he squeezes me close before lifting me off of my feet and twirling around with me in his arms. As my feet are back on the soft flooring of my bedroom, I press my lips to Calum’s harshly. He smiles dreamily when I retract before his gaze flicks to something behind me.

”Hey, you have a balcony. Calum grins as he lets his fingers curl around my wrist and he pulls me towards the two glass doors. “Didn’t you know?”
He merely shakes his head and opens the doors, letting the cool summer breeze flow over our almost naked frames. He disappears from my right and when he returns, he pulls his ripped muscle tee over my head as I see his lower parts are now covered in his boxer shorts.

I raise an eyebrow and he presses his lips to my cheek, stepping closer behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist as he lays his chin on my shoulder. “Wouldn’t want all the attendees to see my girls’ breasts now, do I?”

A tiny gasp leaves my lips and I turn my head back to the street side, seeing the street lights illuminate the whole street ahead. “Your girl?”
“Well that’s if you want to be. I – uh – I don’t know if you still want to give me a chance or…” Calum tentatively speaks, his hold of me loosening as he tries to step away from me, from my rejection. I stop him by letting my fingers curl around his wrists and pulling his arms back around me fully.

“It may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” I smile, pulling Calum impossibly closer to my shivering frame as I watch the stars twinkle in the night’s sky.

Ghost Problems

Summary: The reader has just moved into her apartment, only to begin hearing strange sounds. In the middle of the night, she wakes up and screams as she hears the noises again, only to wake up her new neighbor, Steve Rogers. (AU)

Word Count: 3,148

Character: Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: Unprotected sex, that’s pretty much it.

A/N: So, this is my first Marvel fic with an alternate universe version of Captain America/Steve Rogers. Please be gentle with me, guys! I would love to have some feedback!

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I might never be a knight in shining armour,
I might never be the one who you take home to mother

And I might never be the one who brings you flowers
But I can be the one, be the one tonight

When I first saw you from across the room
I could tell that you were curious, oh yeah

Boy, I hope you’re sure what you’re looking for
‘Cause I’m not good at making promises

But if you like causing troubles up in hotel rooms
And if you like having secret little rendez-vous,

If you like to do all the things you know we shouldn’t do
Baby, I’m perfect
Baby, I’m perfect for you

And if you like midnight driving with the windows down
And if you like going places we can’t even pronounce

If you like to do whatever you’ve been dreaming about
Baby, you’re perfect
Baby, you’re perfect

So, let’s start right now

I might never be the hands you’ve put your heart in
Or the arms that hold you any time you want it

But that don’t mean that we can’t live here in the moment
‘Cause I can be the one you love from time to time

When I first saw you from across the room
I could tell you were curious, oh yeah

Boy, I hope you’re sure what you’re looking for
‘Cause I’m not good at making promises

But if you like causing troubles up in hotel rooms
And if you like having secret little rendez-vous,

If you like to do all the things you know we shouldn’t do
Baby, I’m perfect
Baby, I’m perfect for you

And if you like midnight driving with the windows down
And if you like going places we can’t even pronounce

If you like to do whatever you’ve been dreaming about
Baby, you’re perfect
Baby, you’re perfect

So, let’s start right now

And if you like cameras flashing every time we go out, oh yeah
And if you’re looking for someone to write your break up songs about

Baby, I’m perfect
Baby, we’re perfect

If you like causing troubles up in hotel rooms
And if you like having secret little rendez-vous

If you like to do all the things you know we shouldn’t do
Baby, I’m perfect
Baby, I’m perfect for you

And if you like midnight driving with the windows down
And if you like going places we can’t even pronounce

If you like to do whatever you’ve been dreaming about
Baby, you’re perfect
Baby, you’re perfect

So, let’s start right now

Mine / Chapter 2

The alarm clock by his bedside went off with a loud beeping tone waking him up as his eyes shot open, glowing a vivid yellow before returning to brown. He slapped a hand over the clock to hush the noise letting silence envelop the room once more.    

Baekhyun let out a shaky breath and licked his lips as he let his eyes slowly fall back closed. The feeling of the sun rays on his face felt warm as he turned his head towards the windows in his room. His ears picked up some noise coming from downstairs but he didn’t want to get up yet. It was probably Chanyeol sneaking around in the kitchen looking for something to snack on this early in the morning. 

He turned his body over and reached out for a pillow, pulling it to his chest and hugged it tightly. 

“___,” he breathed, his voice raspy and deep as he snuggled his face into the soft cushion wishing it was you.

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Cesaro/OC: You and Cesaro are polar opposites. You think he’s way too uptight, and he thinks you’re unprofessional. When the two of you are forced to share a room for the night, you learn that maybe being polar opposites isn’t too bad. Smut with the Swiss Superman. Requested by anon.

I know, I know. It’s been a while. But the semester just started so y’all are gonna have to cut me some slack. However, here’s some hot shit with Cesaro bc I finally got it done. It’s lit.

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ARRAX — i’m so proud of you. wait, where’s your big friend ?

ZARRO — i asked him to stay… but he was on an important mission. if he hadn’t landed here… well i don’t want to think what might have happened. i think he survived his own ‘jaum’ and didn’t want us to live as slaves. i’d have loved if he would have stayed here… but i knew he had to leave when i figured out what was inside of that box. i think he’s on his way home and it’s not going to be a happy homecoming. i was kidding around about joining the rebellion… but that wookie is right in the middle of the war. and with fight comes loss. it makes me realize how lucky we are. somewhere tonight, a family trying to understand how to live with the loss. thanks to him the war won’t be coming here, that’s a debt that can never be repaid. i’ll always wonder about him. does he have a family ? a home ? or did he give it all up to join the fight ? one thing’s for sure… his rebel friends are the luckies gang in the galaxy to him on their side.

Birthday by the Bottle (Part 3)

Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,496

Warnings: cheating, language, angst as usual lol ;)

A/N: Thank you once again for betaing @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid!!! I hope you all enjoy this part! Please let me know what you think!! Are things going to get better or worse?? 

Part 1 Part 2

Originally posted by iwriteaboutdean

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I might never be your knight in shining armour
I might never be the one you take home to mother
And I might never be the one who brings you flowers
But I can be the one, be the one tonight

When I first saw you
From across the room
I could tell that you were curious,
Oh, yeah
Girl, I hope you’re sure
What you’re looking for
‘Cause I’m not good at making promises

But if you like causing trouble up in hotel rooms
And if you like having secret little rendezvous
If you like to do the things you know that we shouldn’t do
Then baby, I’m perfect
Baby, I’m perfect for you
And if you like midnight driving with the windows down
And if you like going places we can’t even pronounce
If you like to do whatever you’ve been dreaming about
Then baby, you’re perfect
Baby, you’re perfect
So let’s start right now

I might never be the hands you put your heart in
Or the arms that hold you any time you want them
But that don’t mean that we can’t live here in the moment
'Cause I can be the one you love from time to time

When I first saw you
From across the room
I could tell that you were curious,
Oh, yeah
Girl, I hope you’re sure
What you’re looking for
'Cause I’m not good at making promises

But if you like causing trouble up in hotel rooms
And if you like having secret little rendezvous
If you like to do the things you know that we shouldn’t do
Then baby, I’m perfect
Baby, I’m perfect for you
And if you like midnight driving with the windows down
And if you like going places we can’t even pronounce
If you like to do whatever you’ve been dreaming about
Then baby, you’re perfect
Baby, you’re perfect
So let’s start right now

And if you like cameras flashing every time we go out,
Oh, yeah
And if you’re looking for someone to write your break-up songs about
Baby, I’m perfect
Baby, we’re perfect

If you like causing trouble up in hotel rooms
And if you like having secret little rendezvous
If you like to do the things you know that we shouldn’t do
Then baby, I’m perfect
Baby, I’m perfect for you
And if you like midnight driving with the windows down
And if you like going places we can’t even pronounce
If you like to do whatever you’ve been dreaming about
Then baby, you’re perfect
Baby, you’re perfect
So let’s start right now

- One Direction