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i log on every day and have no idea who or what y'all are ever talking about. who the hell is griffin McElroy?? what is torbjorn??? i’ve never seen a single star wars movie and i know zero things about pokemon. all i do is listen to say my name by destinys child and watch y'all have fun on the dashboard about a bunch of shit i know zero about. but y'all are having fun and that’s what matters

Arrangements (Jimin) Part Five

Genre:Angst/some fluff

Word Count:1,505

Summary: “I see, all you guys care about is stupid Y/n, you guys side with her no matter what.”

A/n:I’m so sorry I’ve been so inactive, but I’m hoping to finish writing my request soon!~Joy

Part one//Part Two//Part Three//Part Four//Part Five//


“Jimin? Y/n? What’s going on?”


Hoseok walked in, after hearing the screaming, he saw a angry Jimin, face red and eyes swelled and a upset Y/n. Jimin clenched his teeth, clicking his tongue in annoyance. “You wanna know what’s going on?” Jimin asked, almost laughing but he was crying. His shaky finger pointed to you, as he started to breathe heavily “this bitch over here ruined my relationship with Sunhee.” His words stung, as you winced, you wanted to slap him so badly, but you knew that he was just hurting and finding a excuse to blame it on anyone else but him.

“Jimin is that anyway to talk to Y/n?” Hoseok scolded, he was disappointed with how Jimin had to find anyone but him to blame. Jimin only let out a angry huff, as he wiped the tears away.

“Hoseok, you can’t honestly believe that I’ll treat her as a normal person after ruining my relationship do you?” Jimin asked, laughing as if Hoseok told a joke. But his smile was soon wiped away replaced with a disgusted face instead. “I can’t even look at you anymore.” Jimin laughed, as hot tears kept flowing from your face. “Did you hear me? I don’t want to ever see you again!” Jimin yelled, making you wince. The boys started to rush in to hear why Jimin was screaming.

“What’s going on?” Jungkook asked, as he stood beside you seeing you all broken up in tears, as Jimin’s face got redder. 

“I see, all you guys care about is stupid Y/n, you guys side with her no matter what.” Jimin angrily points out, as he clenches his fists.

“That’s not true Jimin and you know that” Jin softly reminded him, but Jimin just shook his head.

“It’s always about Y/n, what’s so good about her anyways? She isn’t worth much, she can always be replaced.” Jimin’s bitter words struck into you, making you feel your throat close in.

“Jimin that’s enough, you can’t act like you’re the victim when you caused just as much pain that you feel right now to Y/n” Namjoon argued reasonably.

“Shut up, just shut up. She’s not worth anything to me, Sunhee does, and she ruined it for me.” Jimin screamed.

“She may not be worth anything to you, but she means the world to the rest of us.” Jungkook strongly replies, as he holds on to you to keep you from collapsing. 

“Well of course she means the world to you, you always go for my trash don’t you?” Jimin smirks, as he laughs to himself. Jungkook’s fist clenches, as he punches Jimin in the face. Hoseok and Taehyung hold him back before he could do anymore damage.

“You’re a fucking jerk Jimin, Sunhee didn’t leave you because she felt she guilty, she didn’t want to date a idiot like you!” Jungkook screams, the room went silent. Jimin felt his cheek, where Jungkook had punched him, the impact made some blood fall out, as he wiped it off.

“I guess you’ve forgotten your place but don’t worry I’ll gladly help you back into it.” Jimin grinned evilly, as he rose his hand striking his hand across Jungkook’s face.

“That’s enough.” You scream, pushing Jimin away from Jungkook. “Stay away from Jungkook, I don’t care what you call me, but if you ever lay another finger on Jungkook I’ll make sure you learn your place. He’s like a brother to me so don’t even try to pull that card on him.” 

“Whatever” Jimin rolled his eyes, leaving the room.


Weeks had passed since that argument, you barely went to the dorms anymore. You couldn’t bare to see Jimin, there was no way you would try to talk to him again. The boys would often come over to your apartment and hang out, usually you guys would play board games and eat take out, and sometimes Jungkook would even beg to sleep over so you guys would just watch horror movies till you fell asleep automatically. After the boys left, you closed the door, cleaning up the take out boxes and such. You went to go to bed when you heard your phone rang, answering it.

“Hello?” You asked into the phone.

“Y/n L/n?” A man asked, in a deep gruff voice.

“Yes?” You answered in a meekly voice.

“Can you come to the police station, we have your friend here and we need you to come and receive him.” The police asked, while you told him you were on your way.


You got out of your car, rushing to the main desk. “Hi, um, my name is Y/n L/n and I was told to come and get my friend.” You told the lady in front.

“Ah okay, um, all of the people who are going to be picked up are in that room” She said pointing to the door down the hall.

You nodded, as you walked over to the room, you wondered which friend was in trouble who needed your aid so badly. You opened the door to reveal a drunk Jimin, collapsed on the chair. “Jimin?” You asked, surprise that you were called to the police station to pick up him.

“Y/n you actually came” Jimin said surprised as he got up from his chair, only to stumble back down.

“Let’s just go” You rolled your eyes, as Jimin tried his best to follow behind you.

Once you got him into your car, you started to drive, keeping the car ride with less conversation as possible. “You know sometimes when people are in an awkward situation they usually will make conversation.” Jimin joked lightly.

“You know sometimes when people don’t like the person they are driving they make it pretty clear.” You say back, you weren’t in the mood for this. Jimin didn’t say anything else, keeping the car ride as silent as possible.


You pulled up to the dorm, getting out of your car, as you got Jimin out of your car, dragging him up to the dorm. Knocking on the door, you hoped at least someone would be awake at the moment. Jin opened the dorm, as he smiled at you. “Hey y/n, did one of us forget something? You knew you can always give it to us tomorrow,” Jin joked, as you smiled back.

“I’m here to return this” You said, pulling Jimin into Jin’s grasps.

“Jimin? What were you doing hanging out with him?” Jin asked, as you rolled your eyes.

“I was called by the police station to come collect him, I don’t know why though.” You simply stated, as you yawned.

“It’s late Jimin, why would you go out to the bar? Did you get into a fight? Are those bruises?” Jin rambled on, only to make Jimin groan.

“Can you not? I’m tired and want some sleep.” Jimin groaned as he trudged back to his room.

“Why is he going to bars on a Wednesday night?” You asked, as Jin shook his head in disapproval.

“Jimin’s been going to bars every night every since Sunhee broke up with him, he claims it helps take his mind off of her” Jin rolls his eyes, as he tsks at the thought of Jimin drinking to get his mind off of things. “Anyways, why don’t you sleep over? It’s one in the morning and I wouldn’t want you to drive home this late.” Jin suggests, as you nod giving him a smile.

“Thanks Jin.” You smile, as Jin grins at you, handing you a pillow and blanket, giving you a long hug.

“I’m glad to see you back at the dorms again.” He whispers, putting his chin on top of your head.

“Me too” You whisper back.

“Y/n? Jin?” Namjoon asks, as he turns on the lights. “What’s going on?” You two turned to face Namjoon, who looked super tired, bags were under his eyes, as he put down his backpack. “I thought you guys went to hang out at y/n’s place?” 

“We were, and then after I got a call from the police station telling me to go pick up Jimin” You tell him, as he heads over.

“And why are you two hugging?” Namjoon asked, as Jin hugged you tighter. “Can we not hug? I didn’t know that was illegal now” Jin replied.

“It’s not, it’s just weird to see you hugging in the dark. Alone.” Namjoon stated, as he pulled you into a hug. “Sleep well Y/n” he smiled, as you smiled back.

“You too, and don’t spend your time always in those underground parties.” You grin as you wipe the dirt off Namjoon’s cheek. “Good night!” You smile, as you fall onto the couch.


Jin was walking back to his bedroom when he felt someone grab his arm, Jin turned back to see Namjoon glaring at him. “Leave Y/n alone, she’s mine.” Namjoon growls.

“Funny, I didn’t know you two were dating? Oh wait, never mind you’re not, so yeah uh I won’t leave her alone” Jin grins, as he walks into his room, closing the door.

ok like honestly??? I understand the hate on jdonica but I also don’t. Like obvi it’s unhealthy as hell but honestly?? It’s not that horrible. Like antis make it out to be this atrocious, horrifying thing but truthfully it’s not. It’s a fucked up relationship, but that doesn’t mean it deserves all the hate it gets. Makes me sad :/

Trouble in Canada has over 500 notes😭😭 this is amazing i’m very 😭 about it😭😭 thank you all so much for reading it and giving it some love!!! part 2 will hopefully be posted sometime this week!! thank you all like 50 billion times i love you all😭💜😘🤗

Two types of angst writers

Normal writers: Oh wow, that is so beautiful and yet sad! I wish my poor children didn’t have to go through such a thing!

Writers like me: Y’know what would really mess with the readers?

Look, I received over 251 calls from this person. I know it’s him because he harassed me before. I answered and he was laughing. Please do not tell him that I sent you. Just fuck around with him please. I’m fucking tired of not being able to even check my emails because his fucker keeps calling me. Just private call him or anything. Send the bee movie script and don’t answer him. Please help, I need him to get the message to not fuck around with me. Do not mention my name please. :(. Other than that, YALL can do what ever the fuck y'all wanna do 😂😂

Elevators

(A/N): Is there a fear of open, blank spaces? If so I have that

Request: Hi! Could you possibly do one where Nat and the reader are dating and the reader has claustrophobia. So when Nat and them go in an elevator and get stuck, Nat doesn’t know until they start having a panic attack and she has to calm them down

Warnings: swearing, claustrophobia 

Tags: @mcuimxgine, @ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x, @saradi1018, @holland-toms, @superwholockian309, @fly-f0rever, @capbuckthor, @sxph-t, @l8nitl0vr 


Originally posted by basicmarvelnerd

   "So Starbucks?“ Nat asks as she presses the close button on the elevator doors, closing you into the small space. You had always hated elevators, they were much to tiny for your liking plus they were so dangerous. What if one of the cables snapped? What if the gears stopped working? What if you but stuck? Or what if-

    ”(Y/N),“ Nat places a gentle hand on your shoulder, bringing you back to reality. You gulp, steadying your breathing as you turn to give her a small smile. 

   "Yeah Starbucks sounds great,” She gives you a smile, albeit hesitant, as she squeezes your shoulder. 

   "Starbucks it is,“ she allows her hand to slip from your shoulder down to your hand, grasping your clammy fingers gently. The touch was reassuring just slightly but enough that you could feel your heart rate slow down. Her thumbs run soothing circles over your knuckles, slowly but surely starting to calm your breathing when suddenly a loud crack fills the air and the elevator stalls, the lights flickering on and off before shutting down completely. “What the hell?” Nat lets go of your hand to walk to the buttons and repeatedly press on each one, trying to make the elevator work again. Not even the call button was working right now it looked like, it appeared you and Nat were stuck in the elevator together, in the dark, with no means of escape. “Shit,” Nat muttered as she pinched the bridge of her nose in aggravation at most, whereas you were lingering behind her gearing up for a full blown out panic attack. “I think the power went out,” She hits a few buttons, trying to make the elevator work but alas her attempts were futile, the machine spluttered and lurched down just a bit before stopping again. “Guess we’re gonna be stuck in here for a bit- (Y/N)?” Nat asks as she whips around to face you, your apparent heavy breathing grabbing her attention. “(Y/N), hey, are you alright?” You shake your head as the walls begin to close in, the four confining blockades getting closer and closer by the second, god, even the ceiling was dropping lower and lower, slowly starting to suffocate you. 

   “I can’t-” You whisper, your hands beginning to shake a bit. “I can’t breathe,” You mutter as you close your eyes, willing the horrible walls to go away. “Nat, I can’t breathe!” You grasp at your head, trying to block out the pounding that was beginning to surface there. 

   “Shit (Y/N),” Nat’s tone is concerned as she places her hands on your shoulders, grounding you to the moment just a bit. “What’s wrong? Why can’t you breathe?”

   “The walls-” You gasp as your eyes shoot open, staring at the slowly closing walls once again. “They’re getting closer, they’re taking up all the oxygen- Nat I can’t breathe,” You feel a few tears slide down your cheeks as you fixate on the walls, each one slowly but surely inching towards you. 

   “Oh god,” Nat mutters, running a hand over your hair as she looks over you, more than concerned. “What can I do to make them stop (Y/N)? Tell me what to do,” 

   “I- I don’t know!” You sob, collapsing into her arms rather dramatically. If you hadn’t been panicking out of your mind right now you’d probably chide yourself for acting so foolishly but right now you were scared out of your mind and your only comfort was Nat. 

   “It’s okay (Y/N),” she attempts to soothe as she runs her hands over your hair, one hand tangled in your strands and the other clutched to your waist. “It’s okay, just focus on me okay? Don’t even look at the walls, got it?” You nod shakily, burrowing your tear stained face into her neck to avoid looking at the walls. “Oh baby,” She coos, coddling you like some child. “It’ll be okay, Tony’s gonna come get us real soon, I promise,” You nod, her words slowly but surely calming your rapid breathing and heart down. “Here, let’s sit on the floor, that way you don’t fall, yeah?” You nod as Nat maneuvers the two of you down, with you sitting upon her lap like a child, your head tucked in her neck as you squeeze your eyes shut. “It’ll be okay (Y/N),” She whispers, soothing you with gentle touches and soft kisses. “I promise,” 

anonymous asked:

Hi can I ask for a Kara imagine where R visits her at the DEO, and A is studying a new weapon brought in when R lifts it and starts looking closer at it while A and K are staring in shock because only people with powers can pick it up (kinda like the weapon is like the Mjølnir that Thor has that only can be lifted by people who are worthy but the new weapon brought in can only be lifted by people superpowers or it can be something else I'm kinda interested in what your idea for it would be), pls

Originally posted by alexdanversdaily

“Honestly, we haven’t been able to figure much out.  It seems like it uses a mineral based energy source-whoa!” Alex’s voice broke off the second that you lifted the intricate weapon up with practically no effort.

“What?”

“Y/N, Kara has been the only person until you who could pick this up,” Alex replied in astonishment.  You quickly put the object back onto the examination table and backed up.

“W-what does that mean?”

“It means you have to have some kind of superhuman abilities,” Kara, who you hadn’t noticed until now, popped into the situation and matched her sister’s shocked expression.

“Uh, I feel like I would have known about them.”

“Come on,” Alex abandoned the tools in her hands and grabbed you by the arm, “let’s go run some tests.”

Plants (Part 2)

Prompt: You get a “tattoo” that says what your soulmate is most passionate about.

Pairing: Neville Longbottom/Reader

Word Count: 923

Warnings: Mentions of Blood and Wounds

AN: Sorry this took so long! I had a busy week :/

It was weird. You seemed to actually enjoy coming back from Christmas break. But, something seemed off. No. Wrong. You had suddenly felt distressed, but you didn’t know why. Luna seemed to notice the sour look on your face. “What’s wrong (Y/N)?”

“I don’t know” You spoke, shifting your gaze to see what could’ve possibly made you so uneasy.

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Best friend (a.i)

Originally posted by beforeilose

GIF: Not mine
WORDS: 1633
PLOT: You are in love with each other but you’re best friends.

“Ash, can you get us some popcorn?” I yelled as Michael and I continued our Call of Duty game. “Sure.” He yelled back from the kitchen. “You know, he’d do anything for you.” Michael commented. “I would do anything for him too, he is my best friend.” I said, focussing on the game. Michael paused it. I snapped my head to him. “What the hell?” I asked, confused. “That’s not what I meant, Y/N. Think about it, you guys act like so much more than just friends.” Michael said. I have always liked Ashton as more that just my friend but I would never tell him that. We have been friends since we were 4 years old, I didn’t want to ruin that. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Mikey.” I said, not making eye contact. “Y/N, I know you like him.” Michael said. “Who does Y/N like?” Ashton asked, walking in from the kitchen. We both froze. “oh, u-uhm nobody…” I stammered. Ashton looked at me weirdly. “I, uh actually have to get going so-“ I said, standing up. “But I just made the popcorn?” Ashton said confused. “Sorry!” I said, running out of Ashton’s apartment.

Ashton and I grew up together. We were prom dates and we spent every Christmas together. Where Ashton went I went and where I went Ashton went. He was there for my first break up and I was there for his. He was there when I got into a car accident and I was there when he did his first gig with the boys. He made me laugh and smile when all I wanted to do was cry. He gave me advice and told me what I needed to hear when I needed to hear it. He made even the worst of days better. I was absolutely in love with Ashton, but if he knew that he would probably never speak to me again. I snapped out of my thoughts when Michael called me.

“Sup.” I said, lying on the carpet. “You should have told him.” Michael said. “Mike, just let it go.” I sighed. “Fine, whatever. The reason I called is there’s a party over at Calum’s tonight, you should join.” He said. “Is Ash going?” I asked, hoping he was. Michael laughed. “Yeah, he is.” “Okay, I’ll go.” I said. “Cool, Ash and I will pick you up around 6.” He said. After that we talked for a while longer and then hung up. Michael was like a brother to me, out of all the boys, apart from Ashton, he and I were probably the closest. When Ashton wasn’t around I’d be with Michael.

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