weight lifted off my shoulders


After weeks of procrastination blood & sweat & tears & endless complaints, this doujinshi is finally finished!  \(*゚∀゚*)/ \(*゚∀゚*)/ \(*゚∀゚*)/

My ramblings thoughts are on the Afterword page. Hope people enjoy this simple story! [rest of the pages under cut]

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artisticskyes  asked:

Today I felt proud because I graduated high school. I honestly didn't think I would live to see this day, but I did. On top of everything I got accepted into my dream college. I've never felt this proud of myself. A giant weight was just lifted off my shoulders.


Jeongguk seems to be in such a good mood!! He must be really happy and relieved to be finally graduating and leave school and fully concentrate on his career now :’) its a once in a lifetime thing so I hope he enjoys his graduation with a big smile on his face and leaves that place with only good memories ;; ♡


WW2 Veteran Comes out as Transgender aged 90

A WW2 veteran has come out as transgender at the age of 90 and is happy to finally be receiving female hormone treatment.

Patricia Davies says she knew since the age of three that she was a woman but lived in fear of how people would react for decades until doctors changed her medical records to “female” last year.

Even though she had opened up to her late wife about her feelings in 1987, who bought her jewelry and dresses to wear in secret, she remained living as Peter after receiving abuse from people in the street and fearing “electric shock treatment”.

The retired industrial photographer, who served in the army between April 1945-1948, has a distant aunt who once lived to 104 years old so hopes she has “similar genes” to keep her going so she can now enjoy life as a woman.

Patricia, from a village in Leicestershire, said: “It feels like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I was living a lie.”

“I have been keeping quiet. I have slowly started to tell some of my neighbors. Everybody said ‘don’t worry, as long as you’re happy.”

“I’ve known I was transgender since I was three-years-old.”

“I have always been attracted to women but not in a sexual way. I’m not gay. My attraction to women was that I wanted to be like them. I would have liked to be like the pin-ups.”

“I was never totally unhappy. I always made the most of things and looked on the bright side of things. I’ve always had a wicked sense of humor.”

“Because of the general hostility of people I kept quiet. It wasn’t until recently that I felt safe to come out and I felt an overwhelming desire that I wanted to break free. So I came out and I’ve not regretted it.”

Patricia served in the army from April 1945 until April 1948, leaving when she was 21 and getting married only a few months later.

During her time in the armed forces, she served in the Far East, India, East Africa and Palestine.

Patricia said: “You took your life in your hands in the army. I lost a couple of mates and had a close shave myself.”

“I had to keep my mouth shut about being transgender, you couldn’t flaunt that as that would have been a disaster.”

“Transgender wasn’t really known in those days. I would have been classed as homosexual, which would have caused problems in the army. I would have ended up in prison. But I got through it.”

“But it was alright overall and I feel quite proud having served during the war and having done military service, in particular during the trouble in Palestine.”

“Perhaps Hitler got news I had joined in April 1945 and gave up. That’s what I like to think.”

“I feel quite relieved, quite happy. [The best thing about coming out] is being accepted as a woman. That has been something I’ve wanted all of my life.”

“If people don’t like what they see then I don’t care but no one seems to be causing me any trouble. Nobody questions it though. Nobody seems to bat an eyelid, they accept me as I am.”

“I’ve been made most welcome in the societies. I think people will benefit from being educated on this a bit more.”

“Why doesn’t he care?” 12.0

Kim Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Angst

Format: Text Post

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Originally posted by kthish

Y/N’s p.o.v

“You can’t just ask a lady that Namjoon!” Jin scolded Joon for his sudden outburst. Gosh I’ve missed them. “Y/N could have been eating more lately Namjoon, be more sensitive.” He continued as they followed me through into the living room.

“No, it’s true.” I finally admitted, who would have known that letting such a big secret out would feel so good? It’s like a huge weight has been lifted off of my shoulders.

“Why didn’t you tell us? Is that why you’ve been so distant?” Jimin asked with sympathy in his voice.

“You could say that’s partly reason why, honestly there’s not much of a reason for me to contact and see you guys anymore anyway.”

“But we’re still friends Y/N, regardless of what happened between you and Taehyung.” Namjoon reassured and I just sat there and nodded, not knowing how to respond to that. I was getting more and more emotional by the second and I realised that I was back on that same rollercoaster that I thought I got off already a month ago.

“Noona, is the baby hyungs?” A tear slipped out of my eye involuntarily as I nodded once again confirming the truth. 

“How many months pregnant are you?” Hobi asked, I looked up at him and I could feel the sadness in his eyes. I knew he felt bad for me.

“Four months.”

“Aren’t you going to tell him?” Yoongi asked staring at me.

“I don’t know, I don’t know how he feels about me anymore - I wasn’t expecting much but after the last messages he sent he didn’t try to contact me again. He hasn’t tried stopping by either. So I don’t know. Even if he finds out, would we even have a chance again?” I asked, but the question was rhetorical since nobody knew the answer.

“You know Y/N he’s done nothing but sulk and is constantly pessimistic because he blames himself for what had happened.” Namjoon chimed in.

“He blames himself but he won’t tell us why, no one knows what really happened between the two of you.” Jimin inputted. I want it to keep it that way too Jimin-ah, I thought silently to myself.

“Noona you need to tell him.” 

“I can’t, I’m scared.”

“Of what?” Jin asked looking at me quizzically.

“What he’d say, what he’d do. I don’t want to be given false hope, I don’t want to be left alone and believe that I still have him around when I don’t. It’s hard to cope with when you feel as though the person you care about the most doesn’t feel the same as you do.” I couldn’t stop my tears from falling. I missed him, I never stopped missing him this whole time and carrying his child only reminded me of him more, every single moment, of every single day I was reminded.

“Look, even if it doesn’t work out which I doubt, between you two. He deserves to know that you’re carrying his child and quite frankly Y/N it’s selfish of you that you haven’t told him yet. Even if he hasn’t contacted you, you could have contacted him.” Yoongi was harsh, but he didn’t know.

“Selfish?” Hobi interjected, saving me again. “It’s not selfish of Y/N at all. He was a complete douche towards her, to the point where she couldn’t even go to him for help. I can understand exactly why she’d feel so insecure about telling him something like this because he might just not respond to it.” He was angry, he was even angrier this time round. I couldn’t speak as, no words would escape my mouth.

“Hoseok.” Jin warned for his sudden eruption towards his hyung.

“He didn’t go home for a few days, I’m surprised you broke up with him like that.” Yoongi took no notice of what Hoseok said and continued his rant.

“She was hit by a fucking car! She was left with a fractured rib, cuts and bruises and when she tried to call and message Taehyung he didn’t even give her a chance to say that she was hospitalised, he only called her annoying and clingy. He didn’t go home for four days and he didn’t even bother contacting Y/N to see if she was okay. She could have been sick, lost, kidnapped, anything! And he wouldn’t have known. She had to call me to and ask me to help her get home from the hospital. Don’t call Y/N selfish when you don’t even know half the story.” His outburst shocked everyone, including me. I cried silently whilst everyone turned to look. 

“Baby girl we’re so sorry, we didn’t know.” Jin, who has always been that caring older brother stroked my hair gently as if to reassure me.

“You guys wouldn’t have known because she told me to me to keep it a secret so that you guys wouldn’t lash out on Taehyung, when lashing out is all Taehyung did to her. She was being anything but selfish.”

“Y/N I’m really sorry.” Yoongi apologised for accusing me, obviously guilty now.

“Noona, I’m sorry too. I’m sorry I called you petty when I hadn’t the slightest clue.”

“It’s okay.” I managed to choke out and force a smile. Jimin walked towards me with a tissue wiping my tears, whilst looking at me with his watery eyes.

“We’re sorry Y/N, truly.” Namjoon said whilst holding my hand already kneeling in front of me.

“You guys didn’t know and that’s not your fault.”

“But still, we only really took Taehyung’s side without acknowledging your side of the story. So if you don’t want to tell Taehyung just yet then we will help you and we understand.” Joon gave me a small smile.

“No, I think I have to.”

Anddd that was 12.0 ~ I hope you like it! Request for 13.0 ^~^


161206 - Y'all I’m finally back from a half-month hiatus. My HSK3 test is finnally over and I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I will know the results next year in January but I think I did fine~ Nowadays I’m gonna focus on ending this semester with a 4.8/5 gpa!

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The Letter

‘If your reading this I must be dead.
Sounds so real when I actually write it like that, it’s a possibility after all. I mean this is a war. People die all the time and I guess it was my time and I’m gone.
If I’m not and you guys find this then stop reading.
There’s some things that are just rude and you should know not to go through people’s stuff.
I’m talking about you Pidge.
So if your still reading this…
I’m dead or your an ass hole (Keith).
So let’s start I guess.
I lance McLain being of sound mind and body write my last will and testament.

To Hunk. What could I possibly leave you that could even come close to repaying all you’ve done for me over the years? For all those times you talked me down at the Garrison and made sure I didn’t spend too much time alone with only my thoughts. I love buddy so I leave you my family. If I’m gone I need them to know what happened. I need them to know I did something with my life, that I made a difference.
To Pidge you little gremlin, I leave you the tree house I built in my backyard. I know you pretend to hate outdoors, but I’ve seen how you love to watch the trees, figured you’d appreciate getting one of your own and being able to connect to the wifi.
To Shiro. You were my hero, when I wanted to apply to Garrison everyone told me I couldn’t do it. That I was too stupid or too much of a screw up to make anything of myself. Watching you on the news actually go against the odds and become the youngest graduate ever… well it kept the dream alive and got me through some pretty dark times. To you I leave my sketch book. It’s filled with drawings of earth. Drawing really helped ground me when I felt too anxious to sleep, I’m sure you know what that’s like. I’m pretty sure I’m the only one that actually hears you wandering the halls late at night. I hope that drawing can help you as much as it did me.
To Allura… look I know I flirted with you a lot, I’m sorry for that… I know I must sounded like such an idiot and a creep. I’m sorry I wasn’t a better paladin or friend. I leave you all my beauty products. That may sound like I only value your looks but I respect you so much for all you’ve done trying to fight this war with only the six of us as back up. I guess I’m trying to ask you to have a treat now and again, take as good a care of yourself as you do with us .
To Coran, your probably one of the biggest reasons I didn’t end up wallowing in self pity the whole time I was here. I don’t really remember my dad. He left when I was too young to remember him. But the time I spent with you made me feel like I knew what a dad was and I love you for that. I leave you the box under my bed. I filled it with memorabilia from all the good times we all spent together. Please keep adding to it and keep having good times without me.
Finally to Keith. Bet you thought I’d forgotten about you, hey Mullet? I’m not really sure what to write. We’ve been through so much together that I just don’t have the words to tell you how I feel. I just wish I had the courage to tell you that I really care about you while I was still around. Tell you that I love you. Wow that was scary to write. But getting it out and knowing that some point in the future you’ll know this is oddly liberating, like a weights been lifted off my shoulders. So yeah Mullet I love you. I love you so much that it hurts knowing that no matter what I do, I’ll never be good enough for you. You deserve the best, you deserve the universe… because that’s what you are to me. To you I leave you the most important thing to me. Blue. I love her dearly and I know she’s gonna be sad without me, so please keep her company. She likes songs from Mama Mia and having her claws painted, I know you know will get on great.
Wow I didn’t expect to start crying while I wrote this. Putting it all in words is hard. It’s beyond hard knowing that there’s a possibility that one day I’ll be gone and you’ll just move on. That someone else will pilot Blue and take over as a paladin for me.
I just wish that our time together would never end and I would never have to say goodbye to any of you.
But despite what you guys think, I’m not an idiot. I know I’m the weakest link and that if anyone’s gonna end up dying in the line the duty it will probably end up being me.
I suppose that doesn’t matter anymore.
What matters is that you all know that your like a second family to me and that I love you all so, so much.
-Lance xxx’


Lance put down the pen wiping his teary eyes as he read through what he had written. He had just gotten out of the healing pod after being shot in the chest by a Glara guard during a mission gone bad.
Coming that close to death made him realise that he didn’t want to just go without knowing the people he loved knew how much he cared about.

There was a soft knocking at the door “hey Lance dinners ready” Hunk called.
“Be there in a minuet.” Lance replied folding the page and hiding the letter under his bed resting on top of his memory box. He opened the door and smiled at Hunk who took in his puffy red eyes and didn’t hesitate to give the smaller paladin a hug. “Homesick bud?”
Lance chuckled glancing back at the letter “yeah… something like that.”

Jeff Atkins x Reader | Friendzone - (Part 2)

A/N: Highly requested. Here it is ! Hope you all enjoy it. Be sure to follow me and send me feedback as it’s always appreciated.

(Part 1)

Originally posted by juggiehead

“Hey are you okay ?” Zach asked. I sniffled and turned around to look at him “Yeah I’m perfectly fine” I faked a smile. “Theirs no need to lie. I can tell you’re not okay” he now took the seat beside me. My eyes were probably blood shot. Ugh why do I have to be such an emotional wreck at times. “You wanna talk about it ?” he asked. “Not right now but thanks for the concern Zach” I gave him a small smile and stood up dusting the back of my shorts.

Clay’s P.O.V

Hannah and I looked at each other at the same time when (Y/N) walked out. “The poor thing, I feel so bad for her” she said. “Same here. I should probably go check on her” I stood up. “At this state don’t expect her to explain herself” I nodded at her in assurance and started to walk out but Jeff stopped me. “Hey Clay. Where you think you going man ? I thought you and Hannah were hitting it off pretty well” he said. “Well we are having a good time, theirs no problem” I said and tried to walk past him but he still blocked me. “Then where are you heading ? Something serious ?” He questioned.

“Just worried about (Y/N) thought I’d check on her since she doesn’t seem well” I said and walked right past him this time not bothering to answer any more questions. I could feel he was close behind me. Why worry about a friend the most when they’re hurt. (Y/N) looked like she was just leaving as she dusted off the back of her shorts and Zach standing up after.

(Y/N)’s P.O.V

“Hey (Y/N), are you okay ?” Clay asked. “Yep I’m fine, I was just leaving” I nodded. He understood what I meant and walked back into the house. Jeff was behind him. “(Y/N/N) why are you leaving ? What happened ?” Jeff asked as he rushed towards me. “It’s nothing Jeff, don’t worry about it. I’m just feeling a bit under the weather right now and all I’d like is a bit of space” I sighed. “Yeah okay sure thing. Go home safe and take it easy. Message me if you need anything” he pulled me in a for a hug and kissed my forehead. I nodded in return and waved him off. “You wouldn’t mind me walking you home would you ?” Zach asked. “Not at all” I giggled. He’s so sweet to actually stay, of course Jeff couldn’t read my emotions. Why do I crush on this boy anyway

It was a good walk, I got to learn a lot more about Zach and he learnt more about me. We were now a few feet away from my house, their was a calming silence between us both. “You sure you’ll be okay” he asked one last time when we reached my front door. “I’m sure of it. Thank you so much for walking me home, I really do appreciate it” I pulled him in for a hug and wrapped my arms around his neck, the struggles of hugging this boy since he’s so tall. I love it.

“So I’ll see you tomorrow at school” he raised a brow. “Yepp I’ll see you then” I bit my lip. “Okay bye” he waved off and shoved his hands in his jean pockets. “Bye” I waved back and shut my front door. I sighed out loud as I felt a huge weight being lifted off my shoulders. As sweet as Zach may be, I still only have feelings for Jeff at this moment. I walked up to my bedroom getting undressed and slipping on my pyjamas then going back to studying. My notifications went off ‘Thanks for making my not so boring night 10x better, I’m glad I got to end a good evening with you xx’ - Zach. Aww that’s so thoughtful of him. I started blushing from his text and replied back ‘Aww thanks Zach for tonight ! I had a good time in those 15 mins. See yah x’. I locked my phone and decided to call it a night, I needed a rest after all that drama.

Next Day

I woke up early the next morning at 6:30 and decided to spend my half an hour on having breakfast and getting ready for school. Their was no rush since I could walk to school and it was at least 20 mins away but I didn’t mind because I needed the cardio. I got dressed wearing a plain black crop top, fishnet stockings, ripped denim skinny jeans paired with black and white converse. I tied up my hair in a high ponytail since the heat was unbearable. I grabbed my back and left at 7:15, reaching school at 7:42.

I pushed through the double doors and went straight to my locker. I started packing my bag for the day when out of a sudden a familiar voice whispered “Miss me ?”. I shook in fright and turned to see Zach “Gosh, please don’t do that ever again” I held my hands on my chest trying to steady my heartbeat. “Uhm so I was wondering if you have any plans tonight ?” He asked. “Nope I don’t think so, why ?” The curiosity starting to build. “I was just wondering if you’d like to go out tonight for dinner at 7 ?” He suggested. “Sounds like a plan Dempsey, I’ll see you then” I grinned. He started walking backwards then shouted “I’ll pick you at at 6:30” and winked.

I didn’t realise I was still in daze at the thought of going on a date tonight with Zach when Jeff stood in front of me. “What was that all about ?” He asked and looked back then back at me. “What’s it to you ?” I short back. “I care for you. I don’t trust any of my mates to go out with you” he said and crossed his arms over his chest. “I appreciate that you care but I’m going out with Zach tonight” I said and pushed past him. He started following me “You aren’t going anywhere with him, go cancel on him because I won’t allow it” he stood in front of me. “I’m going with Zach tonight and that’s final !” I yelled, earning stares from a few people.

Jeff looked around us and pulled me into an empty classroom “Why are you being so difficult. It’s for your own good and he isn’t for -” we were cut off by moans in the corner of the classroom. It was Zach and Sheri “Are you fucking kidding me ? I shouted. Jeff was ready to grab my wrist. ”(Y/N) wait" Zach started chasing after me.Why does life have to be so cruel ? Why does everyone have to always turn their back on me ? Why do I think that life is going to be okay ? Why do I even try ? I went to the girls bathroom and into the first vacant stall that I could find. I let the tears fall, I might as well ease my pain now then later. I can’t stand to see the world anymore.

The bell then rang 5 minutes later. I used the back of my hand to wipe away my tears, went to the sink to rinse my face and go to my first lesson which was Maths. Just great that I have Jeff and Zach in the same class. I walked into class getting stares from both Zach and Jeff, as well as other familiar faces. I walked to the back of the class instead of my usual seat next to Jeff. “Hey do you mind if I sit here today ? You can take my seat next to Jeff” I hoped and prayed in that moment that this kid was okay to switch. My prayers were answered when he said “Yeah sure” and walked to seat without any further questions. Zach and Jeff watched my every move, right now I couldn’t care less. I took a quick glance at my presence on my front camera feeling blessed that my eyes weren’t bloodshot this time.

They don’t deserve to know that I’m weak. Luckily this lesson the teacher hadn’t asked me to answer any questions as she usually does, since I’m her pet then she always makes me answer her questions. I guess she got the memo like Jeff and Zach that right now wasn’t a good time to talk to me or ever for a while.

It was now the end of the day and I pushed past the double doors with more force because of my anger. I jogged downstairs and speed walked to the pavement to walk home. “(Y/N) !” I heard my name being yelled and a car honk. Zach was following me “I’m so sorry” he said. “Don’t be, I’m sorry for actually believing that someone would like me for once. Jeff was right. Fuck all of you, I’m done with life” I said and not bothering to look back at him. “At least let me give you a ride” he offered. “I’d rather not” “(Y/N) please it’s the least -” he was cut off by Jeff. “Bro she’s not interested leave her alone” Jeff scoffed. Zach didn’t say anything further and drove off

I was glad that Zach was gone but I don’t want to have to deal with Jeff. “(Y/N) at least look at me” he said walking next to me. “No. Now go back to your girlfriend and leave me alone” I picked up my pace. I didn’t go to the gym for nothing these past few months, it’s for situations like this so I can run away easily. “Why are you being so complicated ? I was just trying to help you and -” I cut him off short by placing my lips on his. The butterflies in my stomach were all over the place. Did I just make the worst mistake or the best choice ? 

A/N: My apologies if it’s not the way you guys were hoping for it to be, their will be a part 3 and in future their will be another imagine that’s something like this but of course different. Love you all and thank you for being patient for this one xx

The Things She Carried

Part 6. Back To College

Dean x Reader

Masterpost with all the parts

Summary: Dean meets a huntress. Well, he would define her a robot. At least until he gets to know her…

Word Count: 1800+

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😊She Didn’t Have Time (Grayson x Reader)

Summary: Listen to She Didn’t Have Time by Terri Clark! Grayson and Y/N aren’t dating but they have a thing, and everyone knows. Y/N has a 2 year old daughter and Grayson finds out about her because Y/N has been keeping it from him because she is scared he’ll stop talking to her, but he’s super cute with her kid, and they end up dating.

Warnings: None

A/N: Enjoy! Sorry this took so long!

Originally posted by thedolangifs

Grayson and I were at Passion Berry which was a local froyo shop. I was making myself a strawberry melon cup with boba on top while Gray made one of his famous acai bowls. We decided since the weather was nice we would sit outside at a picnic table. I couldn’t help but notice people were taking pictures of Grayson and I on their phones. I tried to keep my eyes on my bowl, but Grayson gently placed his hand on top of mine and gave a relaxing squeeze. I looked up to meet his hazel eyes and his white smile. “Everyone thinks we’re dating.” Grayson chuckles and I laughed with him. I knew that. Grayson has tried to convince me to date, but I just couldn’t. Not when I have my two year old Allie. Grayson doesn’t know about Allie and he won’t find out. I don’t want him to take pity on me for being a single mother and I wasn’t going to introduce Allie to him either. It would just confuse her.

“Yeah I’ve seen all over twitter.” I giggled nonchalantly. I covered my face with my hands smiling. We sat down at a small table and we ate our yogurt. People were still snapping pictures and giggling. I knew since Gray and I first met that I would be in the public’s eye. Fans have even asked for pictures with me. It’s been sort of crazy, but I’m learning to manage.

“You know tomorrow I have an interview. I’m 99 percent sure I’ll get asked about you. What do you want me to say?” I groaned at his question.

“Grayson…” I trailed off. He wanted me to tell him to tell people we were together. He wanted me to tell him we were dating, but I just can’t.

“Don’t worry. I’ll say we’re just friends.” Grayson gave his best fake smile and went back to eating his berries. I let out a sigh as my phone started ringing. My alarm to go pick up Allie from her babysitter was going off. I stood up and I threw the bowl in the trash.

“Gray it’s getting late. I’ve got to go pick up my sister from practice.” I lied. Grayson shrugged.

“Will I see you later?” He asked and I nodded.

“Of course. I’ll have to come see you guys before your interview.” I kissed his cheek goodbye as I walked to my car.

“Let me walk you.” He says which causes me to stop in my tracks.

“What?” I asked confused.

“To your car. Let me walk you.” He smiled and I gulped.

“No Gray it’s fine. I mean really. It’s right there. I can make it.” I quickly spit out. He tried to follow behind me as we had gotten closer to my car. I could see my dancing hawaiian girl on the dashboard. Before he could protest, I quickly jumped in my car and pull out of the parking lot not even buckling yet. I almost hit Gray, but I needed to leave now. I looked in my back seat and I see Allie’s toys and car seat. I see cheerios all over the seat too. Dead giveaway I had a child. He couldn’t know.


“Allie how are you feeling?” I asked her as I rubbed her stomach. Her babysitter told me that she threw up a couple times and most likely caught a stomach bug. I wasn’t planning on leaving her alone anytime soon or taking her back until she felt better. I told Grayson last night that I wouldn’t be able to go see him before the interview, but he claimed he understood. 

I was giving Allie a bottle when I heard a knock at the door. It was my friend Stella coming over to help me take care of Allie. I lied Allie in her crib and went to open the front door only to see it wasn’t Allie there. “Grayson what are you doing here?” I asked, but Grayson barged in my house and looked around. “Gray.” I tried pulling his arm back, but he jerked away from me.

“You don’t have a baby sister do you?” He asked and looked around. “I was asked how I felt about you having a kid today at the interview.” Grayson stared forward down the hall. He looked back at me.

“I can explain.” I answered, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t really say anything. This wasn’t a small secret I was keeping. I was keeping the fact I had a whole other human life from him. A child. My child. He started to walk around and look around the house.

“Why didn’t you tell me? I should have put the pieces together. Randomly leaving during our dates, never taking us anywhere in your car, I’m so stupid.” He cursed. “They showed me a picture of you holding her in the park. They got the picture from your Instagram! You told me you didn’t have an Instagram and I see it is filled with pictures of her. You have a child and you didn’t feel like I should know?” I could tell Grayson was hurt. I felt so bad, but I just couldn’t. I had no words for him. I didn’t have to tell him anything, but I felt I needed to.

“Gray don’t!” I tried to grab him again, but he kept on walking away from me. Allie started scream and I followed after him quickly, but he turned into my room where Allie’s crib was. Allie was crying and Gray walked over and looked at her. “Grayson I’m sorry.” I apologized, but he didn’t even look at me. He leaned over the crib and started bobbing Allie up and down.

“Shhh shhh it’s okay. It’s okay.” He then started to rock her side to side and do anything possible to calm her down. She then started gurgling and cooing as Gray kept rocking her. “See? You’re okay.” He then looked up at me smiling. “Why didn’t you tell me?” I looked to the ground.

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“I didn’t think you would want to continue what we had if you found out I had a child.” I answered truthfully. I didn’t want his pity or anything. Grayson chuckled as he started bobbing Allie again.

“You really think I’m that shallow?” He asked seeming truly hurt. I had no words.

“I just don’t trust guys Grayson. After I had Allie the dad just up and left one day. He said I was better off without him, just like my mom said. Since then I haven’t tried dating or going out, until I met you.” I saw his frown turn to a small smile. “I’m sorry Gray, but I’ve learned you’re not like other guys. You’re better.” He smiled again.

“Well if you wouldn’t mind, I’d like to take you and her out sometime. Maybe we can all go to IHOP or go watch some movie? Like a real date.” He smiled which made me smile too.

“Her name is Allie.” I said softly as he looked at her.

“What does Allie like?” She covered her face with her hands and smiled. “Allie likes being shy I see. She’s so much like her mom.” He chuckled while looking to me. “Beautiful.” He says bobbing Allie up and down. “Come on let’s show Allie what pancakes are.” He said walking out of the room to which I followed behind him.

“I’ll drive.” I grabbed my keys and Gray looked surprised because I always insist he drives. I felt so much better now that he knew about Allie. Like a weight was lifted off of my shoulders. We get in the car and Gray sat in the back with Allie in her car seat.

“Ready Allie?” He asked in his childlike voice. She raised her arms giggling. I started to back out of the driveway as I couldn’t stop smiling.

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Secretly Dating Enoch

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In the glory of tangled sheets, our limbs not any less enmeshed around each other, my eyes opened. The light brought my vision to a squint as my lips parted in a yawn. Enoch’s arms tightened around my waist. It chucked a giggle out of me, allowing me to wriggle and face him, so my hands pressed against his bare chest, and his soft breath tickled my nose. His lips were parted in slothful breaths, his dark hair messily brushing over his forehead, his eyes remotely moving beneath his closed lids. I pecked him on the lips, not being able to resist how charming he looked in the morning, shirtless.

His eyes indolently opened, probably still blurry and adjusting. They focused on me and it pulled his lips to a faint simper. Just impossibly, he pulled me closer.

“Morning.”, I whispered, pecking his jaw because I was so tucked in, I couldn’t reach his lips. He looked down at me, the leering in his eyes not leaving. What an adoring victim I became. “Morning.”, he replied, planting a kiss on my forehead, and inhaling the scent of my hair. “What time is it?”, he asked, not breaking eye-contact. “I guess it’s early enough for a little cuddle before I get back to my room and before we get caught.”, I stated, sighing. “Staaay; Who cares if we get caught?”, he groaned, rolling over and laying down on me, so I was restrained under him. “Enoch, we both know Miss P would kill us.”, I looked at him, trying to look grave, despite feeling very goofy. My mind could recall different times we were on this position and it made me want to stay even more. But I couldn’t risk it. I pushed him off once his muscles slackened (and still looked unbearably good).

“Ergh, come on, Y/N.”, he groaned again, looking at me with pleading eyes. “Don’t start with me, O'Connor.”, I rolled my eyes at him before turning on my heel and pulling my silk shorts on. I looked over my shoulder to see him eyeing me. I felt smug. “Later, then, promise me.”, he said as I started to tiptoe to the door. “I promise.”, I softened my voice, grabbing the doorknob. I step out before he cut me. “-to your room, and don’t talk to any boy, most especially if it’s Jacob!”, he added. I peeked back in and laughed, sending him a flying kiss that he bit his lip at.

Just as I was about to reach for my doorknob, someone’s door creaked and the sound of someone who had just woken up turned my head. Hugh. “What are you doing out this early, Y/N?”, he whispered. My mind quickly searched for a way to get through situations like this. “Erm, I needed a glass of water. Just got back.”, I smiled reassuringly as to not making it seem underconfident. He nodded and shrugged, silently whistling a tune, a few bees buzzing behind him.


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Clinking cutlery and whispering breeze - my favourite things to listen to in the morning, after Enoch’s voice. I stole a look from him, his hair still slightly messy and his shirt two buttons unbuttoned. I shivered.

He looked back at me, and he flashed me a wink I swear I could not resist any longer. I chewed my food harder.

Miss Peregrine cleared her throat. All our heads turned to her. She gave us a genial beam that freed us all from anxiety.

“A word later, Y/N, and Enoch.”, she squinted, the smile now sickening me. A sinking feeling boiled in my stomach and I couldn’t look at Enoch. Heat rushed to my face and I swear I saw Hugh flash a skittish look at us. I couldn’t prepare myself for such. I clenched my jaw and I lost appettite, but made sure I seemed unaffected, although I felt everyone’s eyes on us.

We finished eating in silence and it started actually revolting me. I had never prepared myself for situations like this, when we actually get caught.

I was going to rush back up to my room, but Miss P stood in front of me. “If I could have it right now, Y/N, I guess that wouldn’t bother you.”, she said calmly. “Enoch! Please follow us.”, she called him, like he didn’t know where her office was. My heart battered on my chest and I could feel it in the tips of my fingers and the back of my throat. We entered Miss P’s office, and I could feel Enoch trailing behind me in a safe distance.

Miss P swiftly sat on her chair and allowed us to plump down the two chairs that were rooted right across the desk. We sat there, not being able to give each other eye-contact.

“Hugh had given me quite a nervous report regarding you two.”, she said. She looked at us, a solemn look replacing her smile. I tried to keep my composure, but my breathing sounded way more yanky. Enoch was handling this surprisingly well. “He was hesitant to tell me, but I insisted he told me.”, she said, probably trying to tell us not to blame Hugh later. I was now pretty convinced this was about our relationship.

I wouldn’t think our headmistress would be cruel enough to forcefully separate us, but at the same time, it was a critical rule of hers. I couldn’t seem to grasp the thought of what would happen to us next. But with all possible fingers and toes crossed, I hoped this would conclude positively. Which seemed unlikely.

“You’re hiding your relationship.”, she said, her voice undeviating. We hadn’t said a thing. “I guess you are aware that Enoch and Hugh’s rooms are only separated by a very thin wall. He hears you. It wakes him up.”, she added. I felt disgusting. “And I am convinced that having romantic relationships is very unsafe as a peculiar, you two. We are under a state of danger, and you both know that our enemies target soft spots. Love. Home. Family.”, she stated. “But what could we do?”, I said, feeling utterly sunken. “Unfortunately, for the safety of us all, you must continue keeping this secret. This should go no further borders. Our enemies are wise, children. If I didn’t know what love is, I could have separated you two. Please take care of each other as much as you should take care of everyone else.”, she announced sternly to us. Weights were lifted off my shoulder. I had almost teared up. I looked at Enoch, and his nose was red. He looked back at me, with sad yet relieved eyes. “Thank you, Miss P.”, Enoch mumbled as we awkwardly walked out her office, still in a safe distance.

“Oh my god.”, I exhaled, pulling him to me. I felt washed over by relief. His arms tightly locked around me. “That was… fucking awkward, Y/N; I couldn’t bear it.”, he commented, kissing me in the forehead again and sniffing my hair just as he did a while ago. “I know. That was shit.”, I added, not pulling away from the heartwarming embrace. It felt good. “You think she gave that talk to Hugh and Fiona before as well?”, he pouted, looking at me. “Dang, I guess Hugh wanted to share this odd feeling, you think?”, I laughed. “It made me look forward to you more.”, he smiled cheekily as I adored every ounce of his glory. How his hair fell over his forehead in a slight curl, and his dark eyes, and furrowed brows. “I would kill for you.”, he continued. I kissed him, his arms tightening around my waist. Just as he was about to get a little naughty, I pulled out with a goofy grin. He groaned.

“You nasty tease.”, he bit his lip, eyeing me again as I intentionally swayed my hips. I ran my hands through my hair. “It’s for our safety, Enoch.”, I loudly said, holding back a guffaw. I could tell he rolled his eyes. I giggled faintly. “You’ll get what you deserve after leaving me undone, Y/N.”, he said. I looked back at him. He winked at me and I swear my legs went wobbly.

I guess this relief was enough to strike up a mood.

Dance With Me || Peter Parker x Reader [[request]]

[[request prompt: Could you please do an imagine where the reader and Peter are at a school dance and someone starts attacking the school and Peter ditches the reader but saves her and they are on top of a building or something and he tries to kiss her because he forgets she doesn’t know and reveals he’s Spider-Man by accident or something.]]

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You stand in front of your full-length mirror, making sure that your makeup was on point as you admired your dress. Wanting to look simple, yet elegant, you searched for the perfect dress and became immensely happy when you had found the perfect one of your dreams.

Most girls who gushed about what they were going to wear to the dance always wanted the most extravagant dress that they could find. Budgeting didn’t seem to be an issue for any one of them, but you were mindful with how much your parents were willing to spend and was happy that your dress was set at a reasonable price.

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A Little Mistake Messenger

Ch. 1 Ch. 2 Ch. 3 Ch. 4 Ch. 5 Ch. 6 Ch. 7 Ch. 8  Ch. 9 Ch. 10

Summary:  MC has exciting news to tell Zen and the other RFA members. That is until the MC gets a shock from Zen. MC finds comfort in a close friend, Jumin Han.

Rating: M (language and adult themes)

Tags: Mystic Messenger, Jumin x MC, Zen x MC

Authors Note: I’ve been working on a 707 series while also working at this story as well. So that’s exciting! I hope my Jumin fanatics like myself reallllly enjoy this chapter. I’ve been listening to a Firefly music festival playlist for a lot of inspiration to get my butt in gear. 

I’d love to hear from you guys about what you like or what I can improve upon. Keep liking and sharing to spread the love <3 

Lazy weekends were the best weekends especially after Jumin got home from his business trip. Jumin was napping soundly on the couch Elizabeth the third purring on his chest with his hand on her body. I smiled to myself as I watched the two of them snoozing the afternoons away. I grabbed a blanket and gently laid it across his legs and on lower part of his chest. His top shirt buttons casually unbuttoned. Elizabeth moved in his arms at the startle of the blanket but settled back into her position once she realized I had helped her out.

I sat back down on the lounge chair and scrolled through my phone.

MC has logged into the Chatroom—

Jaehee: I’m relaxing at the beach getting some sun.

707: I burn to a crisp in the sun

Oh MC is here!

MC: Jaehee how is vacation going?

Jaehee: You can keep my job forever if you would like. 

Has Jumin ran you up a wall yet?

MC: hahaha hardly. 

Everything is good on our end, however business end is a different story.

Jaehee: What happened was it his father again?

MC: not quite Mr. Han per say more like Jumin’s fiance.

707: wait hes engaged that damn bastard

MC: no don’t misunderstand this is not his choosing.

Jaehee: and what happened?

MC: they may or may not believe that Jumin and I are-

Jaehee: He did what?

MC: Its just a misunderstanding, until Jumin can collect enough information to refuse this marriage proposal.

707: Oh thank God! 

I was worried that I would have to come save you from Jumins clutches. 

Defender of Justice to save the innocent MC from the gate keeper Jumin.

MC: all good on this end here! 

Seven don’t worry I’ll know who to call to save me next time.

707: All is well then.





-707 has logged out-

Jaehee: I have to go too I need another drink.

MC: Don’t have too much fun you have to come back soon!

Jaehee: No promises here.

–Jaehee has logged out—

 It was inevitable that I would run into Zen news on my Facebook page. South Korean Musical Actor Trending in the United States of America. I quickly scrolled past the news page my friends shared on Facebook. Hyun Ryu and Amelia Corina officially an item? I turned my phone over trying to ignore the burning feeling in my heart. 

I could not tear my eyes away at his calm and collected mannerism. Did he even lose any sleep over me? He looked as if he didn’t spend too much time letting a breakup hinder his acting and public appearance. Hyun was somebody now, and I was just holding him back. It took me a week and RFA taking turns keeping my mind occupied before I was finally composed enough to be alone.

Why was I craving to see him, was it because he was happy and doesn’t seem to be too worried about a cheating scandal? I still cared for Zen. I will always love him in some way or the other. I cant forget the man that he was before things started to go downhill. Still, I can admire him from afar. Maybe one day Jaehee and I can fangirl over him and we can bring the baby to watch Zen on the TV.

There were thousands of pictures mostly of Zen, and selfies on date nights. Late nights under the stars, his motorcycle, backstage at his musicals. Was he happy? Was he finally accomplishing his dreams? Did the woman in the new pictures know how he likes his DVD collection at home? How he snores lightly when he’s exhausted from a long night of drinking?

I looked at my camera roll on my phone hesitant to look at the beginning. If I wanted a clean slate I needed to delete photos off of my phone. It was going to be now or never. I selected every photo, video, selfie, and saved screen shots I had saved since I met him. I quickly hit the delete button before my heavy fingers would change their mind. Clearing out all the memories, and moments that I treasured the most with Zen. I took a deep breath as I emptied my trash bin on my phone.

I felt as if a weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. I could start looking forward to cute baby pictures. I finally opened my text messages and deleted any and every message with Zen involved in it. It would be better to rid myself of the temptation to look back and feel sorry about myself. I smiled to myself that I was finally released from a large amount of temptation to look at those photos that brought me so much happiness.

I was startled by Elizabeth crawling in my lap. I looked over at Jumin who was lazily stretching out on the couch with a loud groan. I pet her soft white fur as she sat down between my legs encouraging me to pet her.

“Have you decided to sit with the ladies?” I said to Elizabeth who was enjoying extra attention from another person.

She cozied herself up on my knee and sprawling out. “She just wants more attention” Jumin said groggily and I laughed at her cute little face and tail.

“Jumin, Elizabeth the Third needs a womanly figure in her life to keep her straight. Sometimes it’s good to take a short reprieve from her favorite and only man in her life.”

He laughed and sat up on the couch, blanket wrapped around his shoulders and hair disheveled in all directions. I smiled to myself at his rare and slightly appearance. Jumin would hate to look like a mess in front of anyone.

“What are you smiling at?” He asked looking at me seated on the edge of the couch arms resting on his legs.

“Nothing!” I told him scratching behind Elizabeth’s ears averting his stare and blush on my cheeks. I took out my phone and took a quick picture of Elly. I knew who to send this picture to, Seven. Seven immediately responded with heart emojis: “Elly my love! She is so adorable! Jumin however looks like he just woke up with the bad case of bed head.”

“Wait was I in that picture that you just took?” He asked sitting upright on the couch. “Maybe. A lady never divulges her secrets Jumin.” I teased and he smirked. “Can I see it?” He asked softly.
I got up and sat next to him on the couch and showed him the picture.

“God is that what my hair looks like?” He ran a hand through it in an attempt to fix it only making it stick further out. I laughed uncontrollably at his hair and his expression when he asked me if it looked any better. He got up and went to his room. “Can you help me since my efforts have been to no avail.”

“Yes Jumin.” I sat on the top of the couch and had him between my legs. “Let me know if I pull your hair.”

I carefully brushed his hair back towards my body. “Have you ever worn it any other way or has it always looked like this?”

“Its been the same for as long as I can remember.”

“Jumin have you ever been in relationships with other women before?”


“I didn’t mean for it to sound like that, I just never have seen you show interest in many women our age. Nothing is wrong with that I was just wondering.”

“Women are out for my fathers money and influence not so much myself. The way to my fathers heart seems to be through winning me over. None of them actually cared for me or was around long enough for one anyways. Most women only see me as money and future CEO.”

“I understand your difficulty then finding someone you can actually trust and talk too aside from V and Rika.”

“Yes it was only them for a while but now that V is absent and Rika passed I only have Elizabeth.”

“You have me too Jumin.”

“I know and I’m thankful for some sanity in the madness.” He sighed deeply. “How does it look?”

“It doesn’t look half bad pulled back.” I said and he got up to look at himself.

“If I didn’t look old before this makes me look much older now.”

“I think you look mature, well you already looked mature. More mature.” I said shuffling down to the couch.

“You think I would scare Jaehee if I wore it like this?” He asked smiling as he ruffled his hair out with a shake of his head and hair returned to its normal position on his head.

“I think she would think something was wrong.” He smiled shaking his head.

“What were you doing earlier on your phone? You looked upset?” He asked concerned tone in his voice.

“Hmm oh I was just deleting photos.”

“Of him?”

“Yes of him.” Silence deafened between the two of us before he spoke again.

“You still love him?”

“I don’t love him now but I think I always will hold a place for him. There is a baby that will probably remind me of Zen every day soon.”

“Is love a strange and powerful emotion?” He asked sitting back down on the couch his arms reclined back on the couch behind him. I looked at his face searching himself for some grasp on his tone and curiosity.

“Love?” How do I describe love?

“Well love is different for everyone,” I tried to explain. “Theres the love you have for your family or your father. The love you have for your friends V, Seven, Yoosung, and Jaehee. Finally there is romantic love that you feel towards another person.”

“I love Elizabeth the Third, is that more a familial love?”

“Yes exactly shes a part of your family.”

“Familial love is similar to when Yoosung and Seven talk about chocolate milk and cat jokes?” I nodded my head smiling. Jumin trying to make mental connections to the emotions he was feeling and putting a name to the emotion and it was written on a furrowed line on his forehead. The wrinkle he gets when he is deep in concentration and deep thought. He was silent again before he spoke up once more. 

“What about romantic love?” His asked softly in my direction. 

I took my time trying to find the right words in which to describe romantic love to him that would make the most sense. Your heart starts racing uncontrollably out of your chest around them. Your face gets red when they say anything remotely similar to flirting.” He nodded his head. “Do you find it hard to eat when you think about them?” he asked genuinely. “I think so depending on the situation.”

He met my eyes in an instant, “I think I know what it is.” His hand rested on top of my hand his eyes locked with mine. His fingers grasping onto the sides of my hand and making small circular motions with his pointer finger. I took a deep intake of air before speaking “Romantic or passionate love for another person I think is when you put the other person before yourself, and you worry not just for your needs but for theirs and in a more intimate way. Physically and mentally.” 

His dark eyes stared into my own and I was memorized at the deep color of them as our eyes locked onto one another. “I think I know what it is,” he said moving closer to me on the couch. My face felt warm under his intense stare. Jumin closed the space that was between his lips within inches of my own. I closed my eyes in anticipation of his warm lips to meet mine. His hand sliding to the back of my head. 

There was a loud knock on the door. I immediately sat back and lowered my eyes to avert his own. He cleared his throat and buttoned his shirt to check the door. 

“Jumi! I came to-“ a loud and shrilling high pitched voice pierced through the air and could only belong to the voice of a red-haired, overly perfumed woman in a purple dress.

“This is not a good time Sarah.” Jumin said and she barged into his home. Sarah threw open the door that Jumin was guarding. He palmed his head in frustration. .

“Oh shes here.” I shifted in my seat making sure my little baby bump was hidden from her watchful eye. Shit. The ultrasound was on his fridge. This could implicate Jumin already more than he already was.

“shes my lover of course she would be here.” Jumin said coming to sit by me leaning on the sofa arm casually.

“I brought something for Liz!”

“Elizabeth the third?” Jumin corrected

“yes the cat,” Sarah snared back at him.

I slowly got up to make my way over to the fridge. “Shall I let you two discuss?”

“No I want you to stay.” Jumin said grabbing my hand from my side. I turned to look at him and his expression pleading for help. His slim fingers intertwined into my own.

“So how did you two officially meet?”Sarah asked trying to latch herself onto Jumin. Her breasts spilling out of her top as she attempted to press herself to his arm. Jumin immediately shook her off in disgust and need for personal space. I gave him some space as he tried to push her off of him. 

“Well-“ I started when Jumin chimed in. 

“She is the coordinator for RFA parties for a while, and-“

“I have no interest in Jumin’s businesses, he’s a genuinely kind man with a huge heart.” I added as i looked at Sarah who looked like she bit into something sour and bitter. 

 “Romantic love will never last.”

Her comment struck a nerve deep within me. 

“I know that, more than anyone.” She started going through my papers i had laying on the dining room table. I stepped in front of her putting the papers back to their location.

“You have a limited amount of time with the people you love than you spend that time doing just that.”

“I have a right to see what those documents are since I am his fiance.”

“No you don’t. and No you are not. You can leave the gift for Elizabeth on the table and then escort yourself out.” I was fuming with annoyance. Jumin was smirking behind me at how little patience I had for this woman.

“Jumin are you going to let her speak to me in such ways? I know you are faking this relationship with your secretary. Wont you let me comfort you?”

“I find no issue with her tone.Is that so? We are faking it?” He said questionably at her comment. His arms folded against his chest in annoyance.

“MC.” Jumin said grabbing my arm and pulling myself towards him closely. He felt like he was on fire from the heat he was exuding.

“I want to be honest with my feelings for you. I had intentions on letting our relationship grow however I ant deny that there is a strong attraction to you. I cannot hold myself back any longer.”


I felt his hand on my chin and he pressed his lips firmly against mine. My mind went blank at his tender kiss. I wanted more. I needed more. But I also needed to breathe before I was consumed in his heat. I looked into Jumins eyes that were tenderly looking into my own. I don’t know how long we stood there just looking at each other. 

“You would kiss her in front of your own fiance!” Sarah screamed and loudly screaming at us both. Sarah must have let herself out on her own because I was too busy letting Jumin consume me with his tender kisses. Jumins hand placed behind my head. My hands holding tightly onto his shirt. I let my guard down and allowed myself to initiate the kiss again and pressed myself into his warm and soft lips. His tongue tracing around my lip as if asking for permission from my lips to enter.

He was the first to pull away his head resting on mine. “I have been wanting to kiss you for a long time now.” He smiled kissing my head as if I were a child. 

“Did you mean what you said earlier?”

“All of it.” He just held me tightly against his chest. 

“I have never felt this much before I met you.” He whispered into my ear and I smiled knowing that he was becoming more open with himself and allowing himself to feel. He pressed his lips against mine as if he was trying to consume the air in my lungs. My lips brushing against his over and over again.

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In the moonlight, I could clearly see a tall dark figure standing in front of the glass window, staring right in. He knew I was looking at him, and I knew he was looking at me, but we didn’t see each other. I thought of the person I used to know and how different he was from the man I just saw. I didn’t know what he was thinking about, but he stood there for a while and then he turned around and left.

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