we need a chat ok

MDM: !!
  • mare: i want you-
  • maven: !! *freezes*
  • maven: *breathes heavily*
  • maven: *almost faints*
  • mare: -to shut tHE FUCK UP THANK YOU VERY MUCH
Together

Hello, guys! Today I decided to post something different… For starters, this is not a request. Second of all, it is a true story (about me and my boyfriend), but with some modifications of course.

Hope you like it!

***

“DRINK, DRINK, DRINK, DRINK!” The small crowd around us were chanting. As soon as the 3rd shot from the night went down my throat I knew I was drunk. I’m a light weight, I get drunk very easily, sorry. I looked over to Harry and he looked a little be woozy too.

Harry’s closed a bar to make some small party to his team, the ones who worked alongside him to make the masterpiece it is his album. I worked very close to him, so the logical thing was for us to become very good friends. The type of friends who have inside jokes, who would spend all day together working, but also having the best times of our lives.

The thing is… I fell for him. Don’t blame me, have you looked the guy?! The first time I realized I loved him was when I went away for a weekend to see my family and my sister’s new daughter and when I came back, he hugged me so tight and kissed my neck. Oh boy, that’s when I knew I wanted to be with him. There’s just one small problem: He has a girlfriend. Of course he has a bloody girlfriend! The first time I actually fall for someone and the guy has a girlfriend. A beautiful one.

One that, in this moment, decided to jump in his arms and kiss him right in front of me. Truth been told, she never liked me. Not even before I realized my feelings for Harry. She was polite to me just to not cause any fights with him, but sometimes she would through some shades and whatnot. Harry was oblivious to this hate. He’s such a good heart, the poor boy, that he doesn’t even realize how much of a snake his girlfriend actually is.

Not wanting to see this kind of thing in my current state, I decided to go to dance floor and just enjoy my drunk mind. You know what is the problem of my drunk self? I instantly become someone extremely honest. If you ask me anything in this world, any secret or something like that, I will say it. I will tell you everything that is going on in my mind in that moment. And let me tell you, not the best night to be drunk…

I was dancing, minding my own business, when a friend decided it was a good idea to take me back to the bar to drink some water. And drink a margarita.

And that’s when all hell broke loose.

I vaguely remember seeing Harry’s girl. I, also, vaguely remember turning to my friend, pointing is this girl’s face and saying “Someday, I’ll make out with her boyfriend. Do you hear me, Y/F/N? Mark my words!”

To say she was pissed off is an understanding, she was beyond mad. She was screaming to Harry about my not so subtle comment. I didn’t have time to think things through, my friend were already taking me away from them. A part of me knew he heard, but the major part of me just didn’t care. It was about time he realized my feelings for him. The ball was on his field right now. If, after tonight, he didn’t come after me, I was giving up on him. For good.

I was back to dancing and I don’t even know how long exactly I was dancing when I felt someone grab my waist. We’re dancing to the sexy beat of the song and I had no care in the world in that moment. I could feel his strong hands on my waist, I could feel how hot the dancing was becoming and, most of all, I could feel it was him.

“Your girlfriend is gonna kill me.” I giggled turning around and meeting his green eyes.

“I solved the problem. I broke things off with her.” He looked at me curiously, trying to see what would I do next.

“I’m not gonna be with you tonight, you know? You just broke up with your girlfriend of 8 months!” I told him and let go of his shirt, that only then I realized I was holding it.

‘Ok.” He said and backed away. He send me a small smile before going back to the bar.

You know, I’m very aware that being with him so soon after he broke things off with his girlfriend was wrong, but I didn’t care! I spent so many months wanting to be with him, to kiss him and feel what’s like, to finally be able to hold him, that I fucking didn’t care.

Like a girl on a mission, I went straight to the bar after him. He was slowly drinking some whisky and didn’t notice my arrival. I stopped by his side and told something that was going against all my morals.

“Do you think if we disappear people will notice?” I asked, a smirk playing on my lips.

“Yes.” He smiled back, already getting up from the stall.

“Do you care?”

“Not at all.”

And before we knew it, we’re on the back of the club, kissing each other hungrily. Ok, I knew I wanted to be with him for a while, but I haven’t realized he wanted me as well. His lips molded perfectly with mine, his big hands holding my face, pressing me to the wall. We’re both quite desperate, to be honest, desperate to finally be with each other, to finally put an end to that damn sexual tension that seems to surround us all the time.

“Hello, guys!” Niall stepped in by our side, breaking us apart.

“Ok, I think we need to have a chat.” Gemma looked at us disapprovingly. They lead us to a small room, that has no one in it and the music wasn’t so loud.

“You both know this is wrong, right? Harry, you just broke things off with your girlfriend. It doesn’t really matter if you wanted Y/N or not, is still wrong!” Gemma reproved him for his actions.

“And you, little miss, you know that as soon as you go back to normal and the alcohol left your system, you are gonna regret this. That’s not you, you would wait for a while before kissing him, not an hour after his break up.” Niall handed me a glass of water.

He was right. This was wrong. This wasn’t me, this was the alcohol. If I were sober, we wouldn’t be here right now.

“We’re gonna leave you two to talk. Be responsible here, kids.” Gemma left the room followed by Niall.

A lot of things were running through my mind and all the built up emotions decided to show up. I could feel my eyes tearing up and I hated myself for wanting to cry right now.

“I don’t regret it, y’know?” He spoke slowly. He was on the opposite side of the room, watching every thought running to my mind. “I’ll understand if you do, I’m just saying I don’t.”

“We’re horrible people! Harry, you just broke up with her and an hour later we’re kissing each other?! That’s terrible! Even tho I didn’t like her and I wanted to be with you for a while, this is not something you do to someone.” I told him, trying to hold back the tears but failing miserably.

“Ok, shh, breathe…” He wiped away a few tears. “First of all, don’t feel bad for her. She didn’t like you either and she definitely doesn’t deserve your kindness. Second, I wanted to break up with her for months now. I just hadn’t had the courage to do it. Third, I actually like you. I didn’t kiss you because I wanted to fool around, I went after you because I couldn’t take not being with you anymore.”  

“I actually quite like you too, you dork.” I smiled at him. He caressed my cheeks, wiping a few more tears away before his lips were on mine again.

“Where this leaves us?” I asked, pushing him away a little bit.

“We’re gonna figure it out. You and me, right?”

“Yes.” I smiled.

“FINALLY!” Gemma and Niall screamed in excitement from outside the room.

“Seems we have an audience.” Harry smiled and kissed my forehead. “C’mon babe, let’s go back to the party and enjoy it, shall we?”

“Hell yeah.”

***

Soooo, what did you think? This is basically the story about how me and my boyfriend got together and I felt like sharing with you. 7 months and going strong, people! Anyway, tell me your thoughts here. And please share it if you liked it (I hope you did).

MASTERLIST

All the love,

B.

All Started With a Song Part 12 // Conor Maynard

Word Count- 1982

Summary- Conor sees your cover and contacts you

A/n- (feel free to change the friends name I was just too lazy to write y/f/n that may times) IT’S HERE! bet ya weren’t ready for that plot twist ;)

~~

The night ended with all six of you heading back to the hotel. It wasn’t until about 2 am that the guys left.

“Wait!” you protested as they stood up. “We all need to switch numbers so we can have group chat after we leave!”

“Ok,” Justin laughed as he grabbed your phone.

“Gimme,” you motioned for Tyler to give you his phone.

After everyone had each other’s number, the boys left.

“Alright, I’m going to bed.” you said as you plopped onto the bed.

“Same,” Alice yawned.

“I’m gonna go call Sean,” Olivia grabbed her phone and headed to the balcony.

~~

You three didn’t wake up until about 11 am. And none of you rushed to get ready.

“Hey, I’m gonna call Anth and see what the plan is,” you said as you walked out to the balcony, leaving the other girls to continue getting ready.

After a few rings, Anth picked up. “Hey, Y/n.”

“Hi. What’s up?” you ask, looking at the city below.

“Nothing, just chilling at home.” He sounded hesitant, but you brushed it off. It was probably nothing.

“Do you still want to go to the Santa Monica Pier?”

“Listen, Y/n…” he trailed off.

You laughed, “You can say no.”

“It’s not that…” he said and you began to worry.

“What’s wrong?”

“Y/n, Conor left.”

“What do you mean he left?” your voice cracked.

“He went back to London last night. He was really upset,” Anth was biting his slip almost to the point of drawing blood. He didn’t want either of his friends to be sad. He just wanted them both to realize that they were in love.

“About what?!?!” you yelled, tears threatening to fall. “What could he possibly be upset about?”

“He saw that you were hanging out with another guy,” Anth explained.

“Oh. My. God.” You sighed. “He’s so fucking childish! Maybe if he actually talked to me then he would know he was just a friend.”

“Y/n, just please try to fix this. You guys are perfect for each other.”

“Obviously we’re not Anth!” you began crying. “He plays me like a fucking game. He treats me like crap and then gets mad when I’m not interested anymore!”

“He likes you a lot,” Anth tried to level with you.

“He has a real shit way of showing it.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault,” you yawned. “Sorry for flipping out on you; you didn’t deserve that.”

“It’s okay,” he chuckled. “You still want to go to Santa Monica Pier?”

“Sure,” you smiled even though he couldn’t see it. “Meet us there in an hour.”

~~

You tried. You tired really hard. But you just couldn’t. Every time you weren’t talking, your mind would flood with him. Whether it be his smile, his hair, his voice or anything else. It was him. Always had been and always will be.

You walked down the pier trying to stay tuned in to the conversation, but you just couldn’t. You wanted to see him, feel him, and be with him. And you couldn’t. And that killed you.

You needed him.

“Y/n? You aright, love?” Alice asked, wrapping an arm around your waist.

“Yeah, just a lil homesick,” you plastered on a fake smile.

“C’mon babes,” Olivia smiled. “We’ll be home soon enough.”

So a few more hours were spent at the pier and then you four went out to lunch.

After lunch, you guys arrived at Anth’s apartment at around 2 o’clock.

“So, you girls are leaving tomorrow…” Anth said as you three entered his apartment.

“Yeah, our flights at noon.” Alice frowned.

“I don’t wanna leave,” Olivia pouted.

“Same, but I couldn’t stay here forever.” You said, sitting on the floor.

“I could, 100%. This place is like paradise,” Alice laughed.

“Have you ever considered moving to London?” Olivia asked Anth.

“Yeah,” he chuckled. “I have actually. But I’m super close with my family and I couldn’t do that to them. Tours are hard enough as it is.”

“That’s understandable,” you give him a small smile.

“So what do you ladies want to do on your last night in LA?”

“Hmmm, movie night?” Alice suggested.

“Yes! Let’s have a Harry Potter marathon!” Olivia squealed.

“Do you have the Harry Potter movies?” you asked.

Anth gasped and put a hand over his heart, “I am truly offended that you even had to ask.”

Anth put in the first of eight and you four spent the rest of the evening making jokes and reciting entire scenes.

~~

As the fourth movie came to a close, you looked at the time.

“Bloody hell, its two in the morning!” you laughed.

“We better get back and pack,” Alice said.

“Since when are you the responsible type?” Liv giggled, earning a glare from the brunette.

“Do you guys need a ride to the airport?” Anth asked.

“Thanks, but we’d hate for you to go out of or way.” You said.

He laughed, “It’s no big deal, I promise.”

“Wanna help us pack too?” Alice said sarcastically.

“No, but I can keep you company if you like.”

“Sure!” Olivia said. “Let’s use the little time we have left to our advantage.”

“We’re not dying, Liv.” You laughed.

~~

“Who knew packing could be so fun?” you laughed as you shoved a pair of shorts into your suitcase.

Anth had decided to show you girls his playlist; which was lit as hell. You all began singing while he watched you three back your bags.

Anth paused the music, “Its 10:30, you girls should probably be at the airport by now.”

“Just a few more things!” Olivia said, cramming a few more souvenirs into her bag.

“Here,” Alice laughed, grabbing one of the bags. “I can put it in my bag.”

“Thanks,” she sighed.

“C’mon, you’re gonna be lateeeeeeeee.” Anth whined, already halfway out the door.

~~

The ride to the airport was also filled with many good songs. Once you got the airport, the goodbye to Anth was sadder than you expected.

“Thank you,” you cried into Anth’s shoulder. “For trying to help us.”

“Of course,” he hugged you tighter.

After you finally let go of your American friend, you three silently walked to your gate. None of you wanted to leave, but you all three wanted nothing more to be home. The flight back home was filled with sleeping. Alice and Olivia slept the entire way, except for small bathroom breaks. But you, you only slept for a little bit. After a tiny power nap, your mind was racing. You thought of all the things you could do when you got off the plane. But only one stuck out.

You had to see Conor.

~~

“Do you guys want to go to my place, and just chill before we get back into our daily routine?” Alice asked as you three waited for your Uber.

“I’m down as long as you have wine and pizza,” Olivia smiled.

“Sure, but I have to go somewhere before that.”

“Where?”

You rolled your eyes sarcastically, “I wonder…”

“Do you want us to go with you?” Olivia gave you a heartfelt smile.

“No, this is something I need to do on my own,” you said. “But thank you.”

“Anytime,” she winked.

The Uber ride to Alice’s was normal. You girls quietly chatted until the car had arrived at her place.

“Alright, I’ll be back soon.” you said to the girls and gave the Uber address Conor’s address. The nerves started to rise in your stomach as you grew closer to the apartment. You had no idea what was to come.

~~

You walked up the stairs to his floor and slowly walked to his door. You knocked, and stepped back, heart beating faster than usual.

The door opened and Jack Maynard stood there, a smile quickly approaching his lips.

“So you’re the girl my brother went to America for,” he chuckled, leaving against the door frame.

“Yeah, uh is he here?”

“Yep,” he said, opening the door and motioning for you to come in.

“Conor!” he shouted. “Someone’s here for you!”

You followed him into the living room where Josh was sat on the couch, controller in hand.

“Who’s this?”

“Y/n.”

“Oh. My. God. You’re her?”

“Yeah…” you said slowly, who else knows about you two?

Everyone. Literally everyone, you dumbass.

“Who could possibly be here to see me?” Conor laughed from the hallway.

You and Jack turned around, watching his expression change.

It went from comical, to confusion, to sadness but then settled on anger.

“What do you want?” he said coldly.

You were slightly taken aback, “I want to talk.”

“Why?” he crossed his arm.

“I think you know why,” you looked at him, your heart breaking into a million pieces.

“Fine,” he said and led you to the balcony.

“What do you have to say?” he scolded.

“Okay. First of all, you can lose the attitude. And second of all, I want you to explain.”

“Explain what?” he asked.

“I just want to hear your side of the story.”

“I don’t have one,” he said simply.

“So you can’t tell me why you did what you did? Why you flew all the way to bloody America for me, but then left before actually apologizing?”

“No,” he sighed. “I was just confused. I was jealous, but then I relished that I fucked up. But then I saw you with the other dude. And I just got so angry.”

“What other dude? Clayton?” you asked.

“I don’t know how he is. He was on your Instagram, and he was obviously into you. I just felt unwanted.”

“Really?!?! YOU felt unwanted? Are you fucking kidding me???” you yelled at him. “You treated me like actual shit but got pissed off when I wasn’t still hung up on you! You’re literally the epitome of a fuckboy, yet I can’t help being in love with you! You piss me off more than anything in the world yet you were the first person that I wanted to see when I landed! So don’t you dare say that you felt unwanted?”

“You gave me mixed signals! You would seem interested but when you had picture of you kissing a guy! How was I supposed to know if you were interested or not!!”

“What picture of me kissing someone?”

“The one with the balloon where you’re on his back!”

“Oh my god,” you laughed, yet you were far from showing humor. “That’s my fucking brother, which you would know if you bothered to get to know me!”

He stepped towards you, “I tried! You were the one who got short with me!” he poked you in the chest.

Jack opened the door to the balcony, “Mate, back up.”

“Stay out of this Jack!” he yelled, yet his eyes stayed looked with yours. “You said something. Say it again.” His features softened.

“Which part?” you asked.

“The part where you say you love me,” he said, turning his pointed finger into a flat palm, he wanted to feel your heartbeat.

“I am so incredibly in love with you Conor Maynard.”

“I’m in love with you too, Y/n.” he smiled. “Can I kiss you?”

You giggled, “Of course.”

~~

After you two awkwardly went back into his flat and awkwardly said goodbye to Josh and Jack, you headed over to Alice’s.

You were all lounged around her living room, a pointless show playing in the background.

Conor was deep into an awkward fan story when there was a knock at the door.

“I’ll get it,” Olivia said.

“No! Alice should,” you smiled.

“Wow thanks.” She rolled her eyes but got up nonetheless.

Get up you mouthed at Liv who gave you a questioning look. You two and Conor followed the brunette to the door.

She opened the door and froze. Liv did the same, yet you were smiling ear to ear.

“Brandon?”

a conversation ladybug and chat noir had probably idk
  • CN: ok we need a team name
  • LB: a team...name...
  • CN: yeah like you have The Sailor Scouts. The Justice League. The Avengers. The Power Rangers.
  • LB: i love that The Sailor Scouts was your first example.
  • CN: missing the point! the point being we should have a name.
  • LB: I thought we were The Bug and Cat Team.
  • CN: ugh no, ladybug, we need something way cooler. like, ah...CATBUG.
  • LB: Pretty sure that's taken.
  • CN: Alright, how about...The Miraculous Mates.
  • LB: no
  • CN: I Break It, She Makes It?
  • LB: that sounds like a sitcom
  • CN: The Spandex Kids
  • LB: for god's sake, i am not announcing myself to villains as being part of The Spandex Kids. i want people to take us seriously.
  • CN: The Onesie Twins!
  • LB: NO
  • CN: The Masked Lovebirds
  • LB: ...nice try
  • CN: eh, worth a shot
Avengers chatroom 9

Avengers chatroom 8

avengers chatroom 7

Avengers chatroom 6

Avengers chatroom 5

avengers chatroom 4

avengers chatroom 3

avengers chatroom 2

avengers chatroom 1



Pietro has started a chatroom

Steve has logged on

Pietro: I need to tell everyone something

Steve: get them all on

Bucky has logged on
Wanda has logged on
Sam has logged on
Tony has logged on
Natasha has logged on
Loki has logged on
Thor has logged on
Bruce has logged on
Clint has logged on

Pietro: I found her. 2nd underground floor 16th door to your left

Bucky: you found Y/N?

Pietro: not only her. Laura and your kids are here too, Clint.

Clint: you’re fucking kidding me

Pietro: your kids are fine. Laura’s unconscious.

Natasha: what about Y/N?

Pietro: not good.

Sam: hold up, what did Bucky do with Rumlow?

Steve: oh, threw him out the window.

Tony: Yeah, the snow is on its period now.

Wanda: what?

Tony: thought I’d lighten up the mood.

Thor: I am on the 2nd underground floor. Which direction is the 16th door now?

Steve: on your left.

Loki: HYDRA men seem like angry little men.

Natasha: wait, if Laura’s unconscious, who texted us before?

Bucky: Rumlow did. He found out that we were in the base and tried to send us back by pretending to be Laura.

Bruce: Thor, the code to the room is:
T59ZYG4

Natasha: wait there, let me come too.

Bucky: no you will not, I will.

Steve: both of you will not, Y/N’s pissed at both of you guys because of your stupid mistake of talking about your past on a chatroom. I will not let her get mad anymore.

Clint: Tony, you have to go with Thor, get my family and Y/N on the quinjet.

Tony: that won’t be necessary. you think I’m not going to go with Thor to see Y/N?

Wanda: what won’t be necessary?

Y/N has logged on

Loki: Y/N is online?

Sam: is that really Y/N? Or some HYDRA dipshit?

Tony: no, it’s Y/N. She’s alive and looking sexier than ever.

Tony: and more violent as ever.

Y/N: hey guys, I’m alright. I’ve got Thor and Pietro with me, Tony’s already gone to the Quinjet with Laura and the kids.

Natasha: oh my god, I’m so happy you’re alive.

Wanda: does anyone know what to do if 17 HYDRA men are approaching you?

Pietro: where are you?

Wanda: our old cell.

Bucky: Y/N, what did they do to you?

Y/N: Thor and I are coming to help you guys, we need to get to the computer room thingy on the top floor. Everyone meet me there.

Steve: Do you have any weapons?

Y/N: no, don’t worry about it.

Loki: how will you fight with no weapons?

Y/N: I’ll be fine! The weapon room is next to the computer room anyways. I’m with Pietro and Wanda now.

Bruce: watch out Y/N, there’s a buck of guys on the next floor by the stairs.

Thor: Lady Y/N has vanquished them all like the warrior she is!

Wanda: ermm, I think HYDRA gave her super strength.

Steve: I’m with Y/N, and all. Everyone meet up at the computer room, this is an order.

Clint: already there.

Tony: me too, what do we need to do there?

Y/N: hold on, everyone needs to meet up first.

Thor: the 5 of us are at the computer room, who else is there now?

Loki: me

Bucky: here

Sam: present

Natasha: me too. Everyone is here apart from Bruce - he’s in the jet

Y/N: Ok, we need to get off the chat them because the Internet needs to be cut off. Then Tony’s going to restart the computer system. From there, we get into the jet through the roof.

Bruce: ok, hope this works.

Steve has logged off
Tony has logged off
Pietro has logged off
Bruce has logged off
Natasha has logged off
Clint has logged off
Sam has logged off
Wanda has logged off
Loki has logged off
Thor has logged off

Bucky: I missed you.

Y/N: cool

Y/N has logged off
Bucky has logged off

Voice Chat in Paladins
  • Community: We demand voice chat !!! This game needs it !!
  • Hi-Rez: Ok, we'll see what we can do with that. It will be in the game :)
  • *some patches later*
  • Hi-Rez: Ok fans, we've finally added voice chat to the game. Hope you enjoy !
  • Community: OMG NOOOOOO!!! theres gonna be 5 YEAR OLDS SCREAMING ON THE MIC *confusion in Spanish* Language barriers/10 FIND THE MUTE BUTTON !! I'VE NEVER BEEN HAPPIER TO USE THE MUTE BUTTON!!
ok kids we need to have a chat

my chemical romance was that “something better” in skylines and turnstiles.

the world needed it in 2001. the world needed something revolutionary. 

my chemical romance dissolved in 2013 because the world was content. there wasn’t enough angst and unrest to warrant a revolution.

it isn’t 2013 anymore. the world is not okay. why are kids so into mcr these days? because the kids are facing a shit future and we need that revolution back. 

no other band will ever be enough.

Miraculous Ladybug: come for the cool animation and fun superheroes

Stay for the fOUR WAY LOVE SQUARE BETWEEN TWO PEOPLE LIKE WHO CAN RESIST THAT

2

Ok, England, we need to have a chat. You really need to sort yourself out. Today has been a daaaaaay.

First off, our new couch finally arrived after 6 weeks except it’s the wrong layout. The short part is supposed to be on the other side (right) and not on the left blocking the window. Only a short 8-9 weeks until the replacement arrives (unless they bump us up to priority.) I will say this though, having a sofa - no matter the shape, size, color - is infinitely better than sitting on the floor which we’ve been doing for the past week while waiting for said sofa.

Secondly, I had a cancer follow up appointment at the hospital today. After waiting for my appointment for over an hour (typical) I was called back into the office where they sprayed a numbing agent up my nose and down my throat and then worked a thin rubber-ish tube with a light down my nostrils.

It didn’t hurt at all but I was a little shocked and made the comment, “Well that was unexpected.” The doctor seemed confused and asked if that was the first time I’d had that done? I said it was and he replied, “This is how these check ups are done…”

Cool. Cool cool cool.

So basically, I’ve been having pointless checkups for the past year because they haven’t really been checking me out properly.

Someone’s in trooooouble. I’d hate to be in that Monday morning doctors’ meeting!

But all is well. Still no signs of cancer, I got to study for the driving test for 45 minutes while waiting for my appointment and I have something other than a floor to park my tush on. Life is good!

Oh, and a proper selfie + Starbucks for @marilivinglife because I’m actually a narcissist.