what exactly did you think ten was going to say

Because I Love You

Anonymous requested: Please do a one shot with Lydia Martin x reader? Maybe Lydia and reader having like a fight or something which leads to them confessing feelings for each other?

Fandom: Teen Wolf
Pairing: Lydia Martin x reader
Word count: 1.6k+

A/N: lmfao this is really cheesy and fluffy idk how it ended up like this BUT ENJOY

Tags: @cynicaloser

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Random sentence starters
  • "Did you really just insult Captain America in front of me?"
  • "So you're a liar and a thief."
  • "So are you going to kiss me or can I finish this cigarette first?"
  • "Can I touch your boob?"
  • "Is it bad that I enjoy infomercials more than I enjoy actual television shows?"
  • "So your mother is pregnant and it might be my fault."
  • "You smell like butt."
  • "Please tell me I'm hearing things and that you're not actually listening to Kidz Bop right now."
  • "You either owe me a hundred cookies or a really expensive bottle of vodka—your choice."
  • "What the hell did you just say about my favorite band?"
  • "Please never call me by my full name ever again."
  • "Do you prefer to read or watch your porn?"
  • "I think I need to lose ten pounds."
  • "Who do you love more, me or your mom?"
  • "Tell me the dirtiest joke you can think of."
  • "Were you aware that there is ice cream?"
  • "That was worth seven thousand dollars and you think 'I'm sorry' is going to make us even?"
  • "It's not that you're wrong, exactly, you're just extremely not right."
  • "You shouldn't be trusted with small children, should you?"
  • "Give me cake or give me death."
  • "I'm starting an idiot jar. Any time you do or say anything idiotic, you have to put at least a dollar in it—more depending on how stupid the thing that you said or did was."
  • "Are you actually wearing my underwear right now?"
  • "I want candy."
  • "On a scale from, 'I can sometimes make important phone calls without crying' to 'I have a stable job with a steady income, a spouse who loves me, a dog, and two kids who are screwed up minimally at worst' how much of an adult are you?"
  • "Okay but like, if vampires aren't real, then explain Pluto."

okay, i’m too stressed looking at election results (fuck you florida, get your shit together) so have a stripper au i was too chickenshit to post (bc i don’t really like stripper aus, so this was a challenge). i don’t think i posted this already, but i did share it with a bunch of people privately so my brain is all confused. ~1700 words, adorable cat named pizza

“Come here often?”


Eren looked around at the half naked bodies lining the stage and the horny middle-aged women screaming at them and Jean smirking as the stripper pulled him into the VIP room.

“Relax, it was a joke.”

The man pushed him into the dimly lit room.

“Sit, but try to only sit on one asscheek these cushions have so much shit and spit and cum on them it’ll make your head spin.”

Eren’s mouth hung open, still a little buzzed from the shots earlier until the words registered.

“You’re…not very good at sexytalk,” Eren said.

“Not paid to talk, I’m paid to dance,” the stripper said, teasing by dipping his fingers down beneath his thong.

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Cheater (Taeyong and Ten)

*A/N: This is a request from someone else that isn’t actually on tumblr, and this is actually only part 1! Hope you enjoy it!*

Part 2      Part 3

Where has he been?

That question lingered in your head for so long that you forgot the last time that it wasn’t there. Maybe a month ago. That was when Taeyong came around and answered your calls. Now, even though you lived in the same apartment, you still felt like you never knew the answer.

Now, you hung out more with Taeyong’s friends than him, he seems so busy even though they practically have the same schedules. It’s true he has a few more solo activities but you hadn’t thought it would be this much. Ten has become your best friend and you think Taeyong has taken a special interest in this, acting differently when Ten’s around.

A knock came at the door, making you put down your book and sigh, looking longingly at the door. Expecting it to be Taeyong, since he had left his keys at home, you were surprised to see Ten drenched from head to toe trying to catch his breath.

You were confused as Ten pushed you back and closed the door behind him. He took off his shoes and doubled over from breathing so hard. Never had you seen him this out of breath and it was starting to worry you.

You lead Ten to the couch where he sat down for a moment before he spoke. You brought him a towel in that time and he began to dry off while he explained why he was here.

“Taeyong” he breathed as he sat on the edge of your couch, trying not to get it wet. “I think…..Well I think…."he hesitated looking at you with concerned eyes.

"Is he okay? Did he get into an accident?” You asked as Ten looked at you with pity.

“No” was all he stated as another knock sounded through the apartment.

You sighed and got up to answer the door, but Ten pulled your hand back and raced to the door to answer it instead.

You stayed where you were but you could still hear the argument that occurred with low growls and insults.

“Why are you here?” Taeyong growled as he saw Ten in the door smiling innocently back at him.

“I was in the neighborhood” Ten said cheerfully staring back at his group mate with anything but cheer in his eyes.

“Well move out of my way” Taeyong said harshly, pushing Ten aside and glancing over at you on the couch. You had set some candles out, expecting a slow night, and you also had your favorite movie sitting on the coffee table.

Taeyong tensed, that was the same thing you always did when you wanted to relax, whether it was by yourself or with his company.

“Are you stressed?” He asked as he came back through the apartment to leave once again. Ten laughed coldly at the what seemed like a stupid question to him. Was he so distant from her that he can’t even tell when she’s stressed?  

“No” you lied, looking back at him and then to Ten who was still standing by the door.

Taeyong felt the anger grow inside him. Tick by tick, every time you would look at Ten or you would give him that look. Those soft eyes that looked tired and comforting at this time of night. How they didn’t look at him half as much as they looked at the other man in the apartment.

He grunted, not thinking much about your answer and left without a good bye. Ten almost slammed the door on him as he walked out. Taeyong was close to turning around and banging on the door to cuss out Ten, but saw the time and ran to the practice he was already supposed to be at.

Ten looked at you, just sitting on the couch, looking more tired than he’s ever seen you. Can he be so stupid that he can’t even see how she feels anymore? He remembered the beginning of your relationship. How Taeyong was almost attached to you, how he knew exactly what you needed every second of every day. Now it was like he couldn’t care less how you were feeling. It drove Ten up the wall that you were being so neglected. But what really drove him mad was seeing Taeyong kissing Joy in the dance studio.

“So what did you want to talk about?” you asked looking back at Ten who was still thinking when you started talking.

“Um…oh…ah……….yeah……"he mumbled coming back to your side.

"Well are you going to tell me or not?” You asked getting irritated that he wouldn’t just say what he was trying to say.

“Promise you won’t get mad at me??” He worried as he started to play with his fingers.

“I promise” you stated waiting for him to continue.

“Taeyong. I saw him kissing Joy about half an hour ago…” Ten murmured as he waited for you to respond to what he had just said.

“Oh” was all that came out of your mouth as questions started to pop up in your head.

Was this the first time? He’s cheating on me? How long has it been going on? I thought Joy was my friend! How could she betray me like this? How could Taeyong betray me like this?!

Soon all of the questions were there to long the words Ten had just said sunk into your heart and then into your stomach. You eyes became glassy and you realized why Taeyong was never here anymore. Your question that never had an answer now did, and you didn’t like it at all.

“So that’s where he’s been this whole time? With her?” you asked, voice cracking, making the first tear spill down your cheek.

Ten sat there, regretting he had told you, but slightly thankful that he had. It was better to tell you know when it had just started than years from now. Or to have you catch him yourself.

“Listen, I don’t think it’s been going on for very long” he whispered, whipping a tear away, which was only replaced by another.

That didn’t help you feel any better. Just the thought that he had done it was enough for you to horrible for hours. You knew this because that was one of the solutions you had thought of before, but you had pushed it from your mind, laughing at the thought that Taeyong could ever do that.

Now you laughed bitterly at how wrong you were. The more you thought about it though, you saw the pieces fall together, it was all so clear how stupid you had become. Love had made you blind.


That night you fell asleep in Ten’s arms, wishing he was wrong, wishing that he had just seen Joy with someone else, but deep down you knew that what he had said was true. You sat there, in deep sleep as Ten held you on the couch. Nothing he did seemed to help you calm down, it only made you cry harder. After a while he just held you. Sobbed into his shirt that had dried, but only became wet again. It made his heart hurt with every sob you made, every cry that he heard leave your lips. It made him want to cry to, but it also made him angry with Taeyong. How could he? I thought he had the decency to break up with her if he started to feel differently. He thought. Obviously he was wrong.

Soon it was midnight and the candles around the room were blown out by Ten. He had already tucked you into bed, getting rid of Taeyong’s sweatshirt that laid in his spot and replaced it with his own. He surrounded you with pillows, making a nest for you in the middle and getting another blanket since there was only one on the bed.

Now the candles were all out and Ten sat in the dark staring at the pictures of you and Taeyong on the walls and the accent tables. He wondered how long you two had made it. Almost a year. Now it was gone and he was worried on how you would cope with it. You lived together, you had sold your own apartment to live with Taeyong and it wasn’t likely that he would leave so you could have it. Besides, the job you had, although it paid well, wouldn’t cover the cost of living here by yourself.

He thought and thought as time kept going. He sat there until he heard the door open again. Taeyong was back and he was fighting with someone. Ten laid down on the couch as he listened to the conversation that consisted of low whispers and mumbles that seemed tense.

“No, just leave please” Taeyong said, which it sounded like he was speaking through gritted teeth.

“Just tell me, honestly. Do you like me or not” a woman’s voice asked, it sounded like she was hurt by Taeyong’s rude tone of voice.

“I don’t know!” Taeyong yelled, yet it was still soft enough to make it hard for Ten to hear it.

“Fine, just tell her please, I don’t want her to be mad at me for what you did” the woman’s voice accused as she closed the door.

Ten concluded that it was Joy that was at the door unless Taeyong had been messing around with another girl.

Taeyong dropped his bag and sighed. Today had been tiring. He had been practicing with Joy when the topic had come up about why he was so tense. he admitted that something was bothering him about you. Joy slowly got it out of him that he didn’t like how much time you spent with Ten. He even confessed that it felt like you looked at him differently now. He couldn’t even remembered that last time you had a nice, sweet kiss was. Now joy, who had been crushing on Taeyong for quite sometime took this as a chance.

“Well let me take care of that then” she said sweetly as she took Taeyong’s face in her hands and kissed him with all of the passion she could give. Taeyong didn’t pull away, he didn’t even seem surprised at her actions. He just stayed still, letting her kiss him. He even gave a small sigh, thinking about how he always kissed you this way. Having to bend down enough for you to reach him, you still having to go on your tippy-toes. Yet, it still wasn’t you. No matter how Joy tried, it never would feel like you on his lips. Even if she kissed him for an eternity, he would still crave you. She would never convey the passion and love you did.

Taeyong ran a hand through his hair that was still wet from the shower he had after practice. He sighed, thinking of a way to tell you without making you sad or mad, or both. He sat by the door until he noticed Ten’s shoes still sat next to yours.

He looked up and searched for him, but didn’t see anything. He stood, finally seeing ten on the couch, looking like he was asleep. Taeyong clenched his teeth, seeing Ten as his problem, even though he knew that Ten wasn’t. He sighed once more before he went into your bedroom where you were still sleeping. He was about to lay down before he saw the sweatshirt that was next to you. Usually it was his that was placed next to your side, but this time it was Ten’s. He grabbed it, furious at the sight and stomped into the living room to see Ten sleeping. This didn’t stop Taeyong from grabbing his collar and sitting him up right, waking Ten up from his dreams.

“What is this” Taeyong growled, anger embedded deep in his eyes.

“A sign. You showed take a hint and leave before she sees you.” Ten said, sleepily, not really caring about how mad the man in front of him was.

“A sign! Here’s a sign! Get out of my apartment! Get out! Leave my girlfriend alone!” He yelled, his voice echoing through the entire apartment.

“Why, don’t you already do that enough?” Ten asked, looking Taeyong in the eyes.

Taeyong took his words into consideration. Was he really gone that much? Did it bother you? He pushed these thoughts away, how would Ten know these things and not Taeyong himself? He was your boyfriend not Ten.

“Get out” Taeyong said as Ten got up. He left catching his sweatshirt that Taeyong threw at his head carelessly. before he left though, he told Taeyong “She knows” and then shut the door.


It was the next morning and you woke up to see Taeyong laying in bed on his phone as usual. You smiled, but it fell when you remembered the information Ten told you last night.

“Oh good morning!” Taeyong said, kissing you on the forehead, not realizing that your eyes had become glassy yet. “What’s wrong?” he asked. Then his conversation with Ten last night popped into his head. You knew. You knew about Joy. How was he supposed to explain it to you now? He sighed, waiting for your tears come, preparing to be kicked out of his own apartment.

Now his only thoughts were about what he was going to say to Ten when he saw he next.

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  • What exactly did Maya mean “hope is for suckers”? “Maya has not had the easiest of lives. It is hard for her to hope. She believes only suckers hope. Now, she is a sucker” (x
  • Will Joshaya ever have a romantic scene together? “We thought the scene in the college dorm was incredibly romantic” (x
  • Will Farkle ever be the old Farkle again? “Farkle is still Farkle. Clothes do not make the man.” (x
  • Will Maya eventually change back to her old look? “Maya will continue to evolve” (x
  • What did lucaya say in their silent convo in Creativity? “You’ll see” (x

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They had just finished putting the finishing touches on their apartment when Henry asked she question she had been hoping to avoid.

“Mum,” Henry said, hesitantly, “I need to talk to you about something.”

“What is it, kid?” She replied absentmindedly, attempting to straighten out the cushions on the couch.

“It’s about my Dad… My memories of him don’t really make sense anymore.”

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