who walked it best

I have my bad days, okay, lots and lots of bad days, but I just want to note how truly thankful I am for what I have. I have a loving caring family who supports me and my interests, going so far as to come to a convention with me to see what it’s all about. My grandma walked back from a contest with me, trophy in hand, and shouted “MY GRANDDAUGHTER WON A TROPHY! LOOK! SHE’S THE BEST HARLEY QUINN!” People who when I walk into the living room and say “I want to build a giant mallet.”, have no hesitation before helping me. Like “Heck yeah lets go to Home Depot for giant mallet supplies.” I feel so truly accepted for who I am. They’re nice to me even when I don’t deserve it, and I’m eternally grateful to them for saving me from an abusive household. I mean it when I say that without them, I’d be dead. For sure. 

I have a boyfriend who is one of the most patient people I know. If not the most patient. I have a total breakdown like once a week and he’s never angry about it. I fuck up a lot. I get angry for no reason. I lash out at him for no reason. But he’s always so fucking patient and waits for me to get through whatever I’m going through until I can recoup and apologize. And on the other end, he always apologizes when he fucks up too. I’m so grateful to have someone who I can truly be myself around. He’s seen me at my worst, and he doesn’t love me any less for it. I never knew how wonderful love could be. Real love. Like holding your hair while you throw up love. Itching your rash for you love. Love that makes you sacrifice and compromise. But it’s real and I wouldn’t have it any other way. And maybe that’s me being a naive 21 year old, but I really think I’ve found my partner for life. And in the case that I AM being a naive 21 year old, I at least know that right now, in this moment, I am thankful and happy. And I’m going to enjoy it as long as I possibly can.

The Denny’s rule book: A simple guide

Denny’s is your local, friendly diner open 24 hours a day every day of the year. A place to relax and enjoy a breakfast at any hour, a fulfilling lunch or delicious dinner. All are welcome at Denny’s, and it’s your safest location, provided you follow this very simple guide for the nightly hours.

  1. Never close your eyes in a Denny’s parking lot. 
  2. Walk calmly to the door; you will hear sounds. Do not look behind you.
  3. Always make sure the door closes behind you, unless it was already open when you arrived, in which case do not touch the door.
  4. Never sit at the table farthest from the front door. Your server will sometimes try to seat you there. Politely refuse and ask for another table.
  5. If you see a table with two salt-shakers, walk past it; that table is taken. Sit at the table directly across from it instead. 
  6. Eat your pancakes. Box any leftovers; it would be a shame to waste food. It might attract something.
  7. Do not, under any circumstance, look into the eyes of your own reflection in the bathroom.
  8. If your server’s eyes turn black, do not panic; order a coffee with extra cream. Do not ask for a refill. Do not stare.
  9. Think you recognize someone who just walked in? Best to ignore it. It’s probably not what it seems. They will proceed to sit at the table farthest from the door.
  10. If you are walking past a Denny’s and you see yourself sitting in the corner booth through the window, keep walking. Do not eat at Denny’s that night.
  11. Did you tip? You better double check. It’s only polite to leave a tip.
  12. Do not ask questions. They will Notice.

Your local Denny’s is the perfect place for a delicious meal at all hours of the day. Hope you enjoy your next visit to any Denny’s Diner!

theres no such thing as overkill. if the thing i wanted dead is dead, then it was exactly the right amount of kill
being tony stark’s daughter and dating peter parker would include....

yeah i know there’s 500 of these but i dont care! also this is a universe where civil war didn’t happen and where everyone is a big happy family also this is long as fuck i am SO sorry (not really tho)

for @hollands1d 

  • you met peter on the way to a mission with the avengers 
    • #Homeschooled
  • you’re sitting next to bucky cracking jokes and he’s just staring at you
  • like no shame, full on drooling
    • “who is that?”
    • “that’s bucky. i thought you guys met.”
    • “no no no, the girl.”
    • “oh, that’s just y/n”
  • you notice him staring and introduce yourself with some ridiculous superhero name you made up on the spot
  • he totally falls for it and you just burst into laughter and he’s super confused
    • “no, honey, i don’t have powers, i just kinda kick ass. i’m tony’s daughter.”

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bruh

“what if the good omens tv show doesn’t have any queen in it?” you fool. you absolute imbecile. there must be queen in the show. there better ONLY be queen in the show. i want someone who has never seen it to walk into best buy, see the album, buy it, put it in their cd player, and do you know what it actually is? a best of queen album. it is the only way i will accept this show into my heart

“Who cares if Tony is upset that Bucky killed his parents, he was brainwashed, Tony doesn’t have any reason to be upset, he should realize this.”

EX-FUCKING-CUSE ME.

Ok.

Let’s take a guy, brainwash him, and then have him kill your parents and record the whole thing. Then, let’s tell YOU it was just a car crash and let that stew for thirty some years. Then we will tell a close friend the truth about their deaths, but oh, not you. AND THEN FORCE you to watch it when you are ALREADY EMOTIONALLY STRUNG OUT BECAUSE

1. Your girlfriend left you
2. You’re trying to make amends for completely fucking up when you made a murder bot that destroyed a city
3. You have the government up your ass
4. You have the Avengers up your ass
5. You’re worried about your best friend who may never fucking walk again in his life and you blame yourself for it
6. You’re trying to find the most peaceful way to protect the Avengers from having a political storm reign down up them with no help from anyone while getting hate and antagonized for it the whole time BY THE PEOPLE YOU ARE TRYING TO PROTECT, while your so called “friends” turn against you and fight you the entire way.

Oh boy.

And then.

AND THEN

Make you WATCH as the man standing right behind you, the man you are trying to help, beats your father to death in cold blood while listening to him BEG for your mother to be spared, only to then watch him strangle your mother (the only parental figure who showed you any fucking love in your entire fucking life) just for BEING THERE. Oh. By the way. Find out your so called “friend” knew about it for a couple years now and didn’t tell you shit. THEN let’s see how rationally YOU are thinking.

Was Bucky brainwashed? Yes. But did Bucky kill Tony’s parents? Yes. Did he want to? Probably not. But he did. Does Bucky feel guilty as hell? Yes. Do I, personally, blame Bucky Barnes? No. Is it probably eating Bucky alive? Hell yeah, definitely is.

Did Tony have a reason to be upset? YES. He just watched Bucky murder his parents. Was Tony’s anger warranted? Yes. Was Tony thinking rationally? No. Should Tony have tried to kill Bucky? No. Could Tony have handled that waaaaay better? Yes. But do I blame Tony for reacting the way he did? Hell fucking no.

Everyone has their breaking point. Tony’s was building through the whole movie, you could SEE it, and that was Tony’s breaking point. Unfortunately Bucky was the closest thing to him that he could project all that anger, frustration, grief, hurt, pain, devastation on. Because brainwashed or not, Bucky still killed Tony’s parents.

Is it Bucky’s fault? No.

Should Tony have tried to kill Bucky? No.

Do I blame him for trying? No.

Things characters could talk about

Boys

Girls

Their types

The meaning of life

Nightmares

The best flavor of chap stick

Inappropriate stuff

Family

Plans for the future

Weird dreams they’ve had

Scientific theories

Funny vines

Sponge Bob

Story ideas they really wish they had the motivation and skill to write

Aliens

Books

The end of the world

Death

What comes after death

Shows/movies

School

Weird people they’ve seen at Walmart

Their MO’s if they became serial killers

The mafia

The best superpower

How much it would suck to be in a coma but able to hear everything yet not move

Sports teams

People they’d die to meet

How they’d die in the zombie apocalypse

How to become a drug dealer

What types of fruit they’d be

Kanye West

Ways to change the world

Pet peeves

Who they’d sell their soul for

The scientifically best way to walk to not get mugged

Dark humor

Knock knock jokes

Poetry

The compelling urge to throw their phones out an open window

Religion

Who’d be the target on their dart board

The probability of dying alone

How sad yet endearing it is to see old couples being cute

Coke vs Pepsi

The worst pain they’ve ever felt

Fears

Childhood hopes

How weird Nostalgia and Déjà vu are

Whether hypnosis really works

What if plants had feelings?

Guardian angels

this was honestly such a wonderful parallel

the first clip takes place the monday after the weekend even stayed at isak’s place, after isak and even broke into someone’s house and kissed in their pool and rode back to his place on a bicycle and spent over a day talking and kissing and discovering each other and it was all so incredible. but now he hasn’t seen him since he left the morning before and apparently even hasn’t been in school today and all of that is a lot. and this is the type of stories you share with your friends, the boys are always talking about the girls they are involved with. it’s pretty much all we’ve seen them talk about so far. but even is not a girl, and although the boys are his friends, as he walks up to them, he knows that talking to them will involve lying, will involve having to keep up his facade. because he can’t possibly talk to them about what just happened in the past few days. he’s not ready to, and there’s the obvious fear of how they’d react 

and so you can tell he’s not able to truly connect anymore, because this truth that’s taking most of the place in his mind at the moment is not something he feels he can share with them. and you can see him try to connect, as the boys talk about magnus’ birthday and how he almost hooked up with vilde, he tries to push back what’s happened to him this weekend and all the things he could share and engage in the conversation. but it’s not working, because isak ditched them on magnus’ birthday and the boys don’t seem to believe his “family dinner” excuse and they can’t be bothered to try and include him in the conversation. and so throughout the clip you just see jonas and mahdi and magnus talking to each other, and isak just stands there, as if his gang of friends wasn’t truly his anymore

but then, in the next clip, in last episode, we see him walk up to the boys. and oh, how things have changed. he’s walking with more confidence, his steps are more certain. because now he’s walking up to jonas, his best friend he came out to and who had the most perfect reaction, and who was just worried about him all along, and who has been the most supportive best friend. he’s walking up to mahdi, the friend who hates the idea that people at school might think he’s a homophobe, the friend who started discussing sexuality with a completely open mind when he found out that isak “had a thing” with another boy. he’s walking up to magnus, who gave him a lot of wonderful advice after even’s manic episode, who stood up for even and who told isak to not give up on his relationship, to reach out to even

he’s walking up his “boyyyyys”, the incredible group of friends who gave him advice and then let isak kick them out of his place when he and even reunited, who had the most precious reactions when they met his boyfriend. his group of friends, who are there and who aren’t leaving, who are accepting and loving, who care about him. and now isak feels like he can talk to them, openly, no more lies, no more facade. and being able to finally be himself around them has not only mended the broken connection with his friends, it’s made it stronger than ever 

I’m Utterly In Love With You

Part 1 (It’s really not that necessary to read it to understand what’s going on); Part 2; Part 3; Part 4


Kim Jongdae (Chen) x Reader

Summary: Your parents gave you up so you had no choice but to become his wife.

Genre: Mafia AU, fluff, angst

Word count: 1,861

Originally posted by exoxoolf

“Stay with me, like this” were the first words you remembered when you woke up. You looked around and soon realized you were alone in the room. His room. You couldn’t see him after what happened, it would be so embarrassing. You quickly slipped out of the bed and went downstairs, carefully checking if he’s not there. You couldn’t find him anywhere, so you went to the kitchen. After finally discovered where the mugs were you made yourself a coffee but couldn’t get yourself to drink it because you kept remembering that you actually went to him yourself. You set the cup down and decided to make one for him as well, maybe he will come back soon.

“Hoho, so now where even on that level where you make coffee for me,” Jongdae cooed and you almost spilled the coffee.

“Jongdae! Don’t scare me like that!” but he just continued his speech.

“That’s understandable though, since we just slept together,” he said taking the cup out of your hand.

“We didn’t sleep together…”

“What do you mean? We did! You were lying right there, looking all cute,” he smiled, making you blush.

“Agh! You know what I mean!” you said stomping away. You stopped in the doorway. “Wait. Were you watching me sleep?”

You caught him red handed. He just averted his look and sat down at the table.

“No, I… Of course I wasn’t” he mumbled, taking a sip. “Okay! I was. I admit it but you looked so adorable I just had to.”

You covered your face with your hands. Him and his cute, flirting nature, your heart can’t take it. Wait did you just thought he’s cute? You peeked through your fingers and saw him patting the chair near him but you sat on the opposite side, well you can at least finish your coffee with him. This setting reminded you of the time you signed those papers but you quickly brushed it off.

“What got you so scared last night that you came running to me?” he asked. You never told him anything about yourself, so you wondered if you should share this as well.

“You don’t have to tell me, if you don’t want to.”

“No. It’s okay,” you can’t keep it to yourself forever, maybe you will feel better when you speak about it. “It was my sister.”

His eyes fixed on you. He was suddenly very interested.

“Your sister? What about her?”

“She… She died,” you finally said, your grip on the mug tightening, if you would have kept your eyes on him, you would have noticed that he wasn’t any bit surprised by this.

“I’m sorry,” you heard him say in a quiet voice.

“It was a long time ago but I still think about her some days…” you closed your eyes and breathed out. You can’t start crying now. “Okay, let’s stop being all emotional. I’m more interested in all this,” you said, gesturing to the area around you.

“What do you mean?” he asked. “I’m not getting divorced if you’re thinking about that.”

“That’s not what I mean. I was going to ask what’s going to happen now?”

“That’s actually what I wanted to talk to you about as well,” he said, taking out a key and sliding it along the table surface to you.

“What’s this?” you questioned.

“A key. You can go anywhere you want, I’m sure you won’t try to run away but since that incident with Jimin I can’t let you go wandering alone, so it will be with me or one the bodyguards. Other than this, enjoy yourself,” he smiled.

You picked up the key. You certainly didn’t expect this, well having a bodyguard is not very fun either but he finally gave you the freedom you longed so much.

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The other few months went by so fast and you two lived more like roommates. He didn’t force you to do anything you didn’t feel like doing but his flirting never ceased. Now that you could actually go out, it all felt so normal. After a long time you felt happy and content with your life and he noticed that you smile more often when with him. You weren’t bored but you wanted to repay him somehow so one day you asked him about work.

“I have all this money, at least let me treat you.”

“You do it all the time anyway,” you pouted.

“Don’t you want to study instead?” and your eyes beamed up at his suggestion. He thought about what he said for a while and then changed his mind immediately. “No, you know what, it’s too dangerous. There’s too many guys in the campus. Nope, no way.”

“Ahh don’t give me false hope!”

“You know you can always work with me,” he said.

And you knew you could, he always told you that because that way you would be with him for most of the day. He spoke about his job often and didn’t hide anything from you but you wanted nothing to do with that part of his life. It was dark and cruel. Violence is not something you could get used to, so you refused for seemingly 100th time. Staying inside, you started to enjoy cooking again and despite him liking it very much, he often took you out on dates to such expensive places you never even dreamed. One evening, you were reading on your computer and noticed an article that had you in it. “Famous CEO finally taken.” You looked at the photo in the article from one of these dates you two had.

“A CEO?” you thought. “Well that’s one way to hide what’s he’s actually doing.”

You were so immersed in the article that you jumped up when Jongdae burst into your room through the door.

“Oh my God! Jongdae!”

“Y/N come with me, quick.” he said taking your hand and dragging you out of the room.

“Where are we going? When did you come back?” he usually worked really long hours and you were genuinely surprised to see him this early. He took you out to the balcony. The sky was clear and very beautiful.

“Come,” he said, guiding you to the railing.

“Why are we here exactly?” you asked him.

He smiled to you and looked down. You two stayed silent for a moment before you spoke again.

“Jongdae did something happen?”

“No, everything is okay. I just like being near you.”

He turned and looked at you.

“You know,” he said, taking something out of his jacket’s inner pocket. “I never got you that wedding ring.”

He opened the little box revealing a beautiful golden ring inside. You had no idea what’s happening.

“Is this a joke?”

“It’s certainly not, you signed those papers yourself,” he laughed.

“I can’t.”

“Y/N please. It may be just a ring to you but it would mean so much to me if you wore it, so can I?” he said taking your hand, he held it for a while before you finally nodded. He then took another ring out and you chuckled.

“You want me to put it on for you?” you asked and then slipped it on his finger.

It felt so strange actually wearing one and only now you realized that you are indeed married to this man.

“Happy?”

“I’m always happy with you,” he said, interlocking your fingers with yours. He stared deep into your eyes.

“Y/N,” he finally spoke. “You may have already noticed it but I’m utterly and extremely in love with you.”

You started blushing immediately after his sudden confession, especially since he was holding you so close. You felt kind of bad you couldn’t say the same to him yet or maybe it was just your stubbornness but in the heat of the moment you couldn’t stop yourself and wrapped your hands around his neck and tugged him into a kiss. The kiss was sweet but also passionate at the same time, you felt his hands slide down to your waist and you two had no intentions of stopping when somebody cleared their throat behind you. Jongdae pulled away.

“Am I interrupting something?” you looked at the man who had cat like eyes standing near the door to the balcony.

“Yes you fucking are, don’t you have eyes Minseok?” Jongdae was angry and annoyed, a side of him you didn’t enjoy seeing.

“You know, I don’t even care that I interrupted. All of us were trying to contact you since morning, where the hell were you?”

“Are you seriously here because of that?”

“No. I’m here because it’s urgent, something came up and you’re needed.”

“Can’t you do this without me?”

“We can’t,” the man glared at him. “All of us need to be there, so you better come with, you’re getting on my nerves as it is. I will be waiting outside, you have 3 minutes,” he said and walked away.

You looked at Jongdae who was trying his best to control himself.

“He ruined the mood and I was starting to enjoy myself,” he said, checking his clock. “It’s about 10 pm now, so don’t wait for me because I will probably only be back in the morning. We can continue what we started then,” he smirked and kissed your forehead before going out himself.

You stood there confused, still not sure what happened. Did you seriously just kiss him? You must be out of your mind. You looked at the ring on your finger and smiled to yourself. You had to admit it, the kiss was pretty good. You looked at the stars for a while but since you had nothing better to do after that, you went to sleep. You woke up early and he still hadn’t come back.  You have decided to spend your time cleaning the apartment while he was gone because you refused to hire maids. You rarely went to his office but since you were at it why not clean it as well. You piled up the documents neatly on his table when you noticed something laying on the floor, you bent down and picked it up. It was a photo. Your photo. Way back from high school. Where did he get something like that? You wanted to stand up but bumped your head into the bottom of the table and a bunch of other papers and documents fell down from underneath it. You looked at them and quickly realized it was you. All you. You couldn’t believe what you were seeing or rather you didn’t want to believe. There was your school club activities, addresses of all the places you have lived in, your routes home, day jobs, your friends list, parents, photos as young as teenager. Anything and everything it’s possible to know about you. You picked up another photo. It was your sister. Near the picture you saw something why all of this was hidden in the first place. You were studying and rereading through everything over and over again when you heard the familiar footsteps and that sweet voice call out to you.

“Y/N are you in there?”


~ Part 6 ~

Save A Life

MASTERLIST

A/N: So I’ve spend the past three days writing this (for) my friend Nat, because she really wanted a story to foucs on this, because well, she’s been in a situation alike this. Babe, you know I’m proud of you. I’d love some feedback on this. 

Word count: 4,271

Originally posted by lodowate


Toronto, Canada – 2017

“Okay, wish me luck” Shawn stuttered, running his shaking fingers through his curly hair.

Why was he so nervous? He was so used to big crowds.

You pulled Shawn into your arms, before planting a tender kiss on his already burning lips.

“You don’t need any luck” you whispered into his ear, softly stroking his flushed cheek.

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I'm going to draw this one day

Everyone with high heels:
After saving the owner of a shoe fashion company, they donated boxes of high heels to the students

Yoayorozo is a fucking goddess of tallness. True natural, but is really paranoid of falling.

Todoroki looks hot as hell, but falls over immediately and retreats to the couch to observe the chaos.

Tokoyami (after muttering “Humanity wears shoes to propel themselves higher and increase the danger of common life, despite the fact that shoes were made to protect them) escaped to his room.

Aoyama is an expert. His unexplainable talent amazes them all, until he reveals his closet of bedazzled designer shoes. People get jealous. He is voted off the island.

Bakugo is great at it (when isn’t he great the freaking genius boi).

Urakaka and Izuku are alright, but they both keep falling.

Izuku looks adorable and eventually Urakaka makes him float and they try to prank the others because Midoriya is "somehow” amazing, but the cinnamon rolls felt too guilty.

Dekubowl is real because people keep having to catch him when he falls. Todoroki catches him wedding style once and the first one to say anything was Mina. (“OooooooooooOoooOooOOOOOOO!” She had said.) Todoroki had no idea why people were laughing.

Sero’s legs are revealed in their full glory. People are jealous. He is almost voted off the island.

Kirishima is pretty good, only falling occasionally and at suspicious times, mainly in front of bakugo

Bakugo refuses to catch him so Kirishima always makes sure they are near a couch as a plan B.

Ashido attempts to do a cartwheel while wearing stilettos. This was a terrible decision. There’s still a hole in the wall to this day.

Tsuyu looks adorable in little pink shoes, but doesn’t like them because she says it’s hard to jump.

Kaminari is really good and thoroughly enjoyed walking with his back turned and dramatically turning around like he’s on a runway. He eventually trips and is too traumatized to do it again.

They had a competition to see who could walk the best in 6 inch high heels. Although he only did it because bakusquad said he was just scared of losing, the winner was Bakugo.

Big mistake. He used them as weapons. Aizawa confiscated the shoes.

The next day, Aizawa had become a Caterpillar by glueing the shoes to the bottom of his sleeping bag and inching through the halls

guys just. please. god, please. make sure your friends know you love them. make sure they have no doubts. make sure they know you’ll always be there for them, no matter what happens. make sure they know they can come to you.
it’s okay to leave people’s lives and switch friend groups and all that but god, just. when youre friends with someone. make sure they know.

The Audacity of Kim Junmyeon (1)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5
Part 6 | Part 7

Description: Kim Junmyeon, your neighbor and ex best friend suddenly begins taking to you after nearly six years of silence. Although he may be talking to you, he’s not the most…decent person now that he’s grown up.

Warnings: vulgar language??? I think that’s it. Fuckboy-ism too. Future smut.

Word Count: 1,190

Pairing: Kim Junmyeon (Suho) x Reader / Park Chanyeol x Reader

Author: Admin Xiufairy ㅅㅇㅅ (IT’S BACK I’M SORRY FOR MY BABIES THAT HAVE TO WAIT FOR THE ENDING)

Originally posted by yixingsosweet


You looked up from your paper, nearly looking back down once you met the eyes of Kim Junmyeon. Not only was he your neighbor, he was your hot neighbor. You often saw the parties he threw but never attended them. Mostly because you didn’t want to, but there was also the small factor that he didn’t ever invite you.

The two of you used to be good friends. That was because once puberty hit, he distanced himself from you. So, you grew taller without your best friend - your body changed just like Junmyeon’s demeanor towards you. That wasn’t the only thing that changed. He grew as well - his body taller and his shoulders broader.

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Title: Coach Negan (Part 1.)

CHAPTER TITLE: Open Gym

Character(s): Negan and Reader (pre-apocalypse/AU)
Summary:
You always loved sports. Most specifically, basketball. After deciding to join the new season after a very embarrassing last season, you believe that you could change the team’s bad luck and bring them to the championships, but you weren’t expecting the team’s coach to be as good looking as him. It was going to be tougher than you planned.
Word Count: 2,487
Warning: SEXUAL TENSION, age difference, and obviously Negan’s language.
Author’s Note: I am so excited for this story, you guys. I was debating on sticking with baseball/softball for Negan, but I decided to change it up and do basketball (since I know more about the rules/how to play lol). Since I’m using basketball as the sport Negan will be coaching, I’m going to alternate gifs between JDM’s apperance in The Walking Dead and also his role in The Possession. Enjoy! :-)

(GIF Source: @mypapawinchester)

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Drabble 1- Bucky Barnes

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Part: 1/?
Warnings: None
Summary: Bucky comes home from a mission with a surprise. 
A/N: This is the first part in a series based each part will be a different character and we’re starting off with Bucky. Please come let me know what you think!
Word count : 942

It felt like time was dropping grain by grain into the hour glass as you sat on the sofa waiting. You glanced once more at the clock and you swore it was mocking you. He was due an hour ago and he still wasn’t here. You let out a shaky breath and silently prayed nothing had happened to him. Just as you reached for your phone you heard the key slip into the door, a soft metal on metal sound could be heard as he turned it and opened the door. 

You stayed still, not wanting to overwhelm him in case it was been a really bad mission. His boots made heavy sounds against the wooden floors of your house as he made his way towards you with slow steps. The steps paused and a dull thud sounded as he dropped his duffel, you almost missed the soft sigh out of his mouth. Your heart raced as he appeared in the entrance, battle weary. 

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Questions and Non-Existent Answers (CEO Luke Hemmings)

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ASK

When. When the hell was the last time you could breathe properly? When the hell was the last time you could sleep peacefully? 

To be one-hundred percent, completely honest, not in a few months…? Probably since the last night he was there, holding you as you slept, peaceful, only for the morning to completely destroy it all. Then you found yourself alone.

Get up… Get up!” he screamed in your ear.

“Baby, it 6:15am… I’m going back to sleep…” You pulled the blanket over your head, which was suddenly pulled off and you were dragged out of the bed. “Okay, what the fucking hell, you asshole?”

“Get your shit, and get out,” he seethed.

“Babe, what’s going on?” You tried to sound calm, but it only made him angrier.

“I’m done, I’m done! It’s over, I’m free of you… Be gone!” 

You don’t know why, but no tears came to your eyes. Maybe you were tired, maybe you were too confused, maybe this was all just a dream and you were just reacting to him falling in the shower… again. You walked over to your shard closet slowly, watching him, and packed the stuff that was yours, not the fancy gowns that he had bought you, and walked to the door of your apartment.

“Wh–” You were cut off by the door slamming in your face. And that’s how your friend found you, sobbing on the curb at 6:30am.

Y/N, you gotta get up, it’s been two months, and the few times you’ve ever been out of the house are to see your family, and if I drag you to the grocery store.

A wail came from the other side of the room. Y/F/N groaned and walked over the the little girl who emitted the noise. Yeah, your best friend married strait out of college and got pregnant not much after.

“Hi, Carolina,” she said to the tiny baby in her arms. 

The door opened, and Y/F/N’s husband walked in. “Hi, love! Y/N, there’s a letter for you.” He handed you a rather large envelope. You opened it and pulled out a folder. You pulled out the first of many documents:

Dear Miss Y/N,

Please sign below regarding that you have been romantically associated with CEO, Luke Hemmings, of Hemming Corporations, for the past four years. Do not discard this document, this is a legal document regarding a romantic associated between two persons under law. Please sign below.

What the hell was this? You quickly signed the document, put it in the designated return envelope, and put it in your mailbox. You looked at your phone, then opened your text messages.

To: Luke Hemmings

What the fuck did I just get in the mail?

You texted him. Your phone buzzed after a few seconds.

From: Luke Hemmings

Just sign the damn document and fucking send it to me asap

You rolled your eyes and put your phone away, not planning on replying to your ex.

Buzz

From: Luke Hemmings

I know you read that

From: Luke Hemmings

Y/N call me when you’re not being a bitch

From: Luke Hemmings

Ok, I apologize, just call me as soon as you can

You quickly went to his contact and pressed his phone number, calling the bastard himself.

“Ba– Y/N,” he stated professionally.

“Luke, what do you want to tell me?”

“Come down to my office. Now.”

“Look, I don’t have time for your shit right now, I shouldn’t even be talking to you, nonetheless receiving legal documents about our shitty relationship. Just answer my fucking question, Hemmings. What the fuck is the document?” you demanded.

“Come to the–”

“No.”

“Y/N, please. You don’t ever have to talk to me again afterwards, just… please, come to my office.”

“Fine.” You groaned, almost inaudible, and hung up, grabbing your car keys and driving to the tall and shiny office building in the center of Y/T/N. You walked through the lobby, avoiding everyone’s eye contact that stopped and stared at you. You walked to the front desk, so that you could get access to Luke’s floor.

“Alice… May you please let me up?” you asked the girl sitting there.

“Y– Y/N! Yes! Of course!” She rushed from behind the desk, and walked to the elevator with you, scanning the card, and pressing the button for floor number 63. You strutted out of the elevator and to the largest room on the floor, positioned right through the lobby doors, to the left, another left, and straight ahead until you reached the door with a plaque on it that said:

LUKE HEMMINGS

C.E.O. HEMMINGS CORP.

You didn’t even knock. You walked right in to see your ex staring at his computer screen. You doubt he even knew you were in there. The office looked the same as you remembered. And that was the bad thing.

The way you remembered was when he had pictures of the trips you took together. And the shared favorite amongst the two of you was when he decided that for your third anniversary that he would throw you a surprise, and when you found out, you launched yourself onto him and kissed him. There were fireworks, literal fireworks, and the photographer captured it all. It sat right on his desk in the frame his niece made for him. It was a wooden frame with a silver line painted around the edge and a golden-dotted lining. It sat on the right side of his desk. Right where it was now. You hoped he hadn’t replaced it.

“Luke?” He looked up at you, surprised.

“I– I didn’t know you were coming…”

“I told you I was.”

“I must’ve not heard, or I would’ve cleaned up a bit.” He blushed.

“What the hell is going on?”

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