Warning: The following might contain dark content which can either make you uncomfortable or trigger you. Read at your own risk. And semi-long post, I suppose?
Yoosung’s source of inspiration to do anything productive in life always came from a person. Prior to her passing, Rika was this source. However, later, you replaced her. You showed him the kindness that he needed, you believed in him far more than he ever believed in himself, and you gave him the sincerest love that he could ever wanted.
He became addicted.
Your kindness, your smiles, your love; he wanted it all directed at him, and he did not want to share it with anyone. This obsession caused him to become a tyrant who was controlled by his jealousy. His detrimental actions began with small things. First, he expressed his distaste about how you treated everyone equally, and that as your love, he deserves to be your top priority. Then, when his desire for your time and attention began to increase, it escalated to the point where he cut off your contact from everyone else but himself; so that he was would be sole person in your life.
He would be the only person who deserved your love and time.
It was no new news to anyone that whatever Zen did, or pursued, he did it with passion, and he dedicated himself entirely to it. So, when he began his relationship with you, he was extremely dedicated and loyal to you. He wanted to spoil you and treat you like the princess he believed you to be.
And so, he became extremely overprotective.
You were not exactly super popular amongst men per se. However, you did receive your fair share of flirtatious remarks; and they would walk up to you in order to receive your phone number and such. The only issue was that this only happened when you were out with Zen. The actor did not take this nicely. If so many filthy beasts approached you when you were with him, then how bad was it when you were out in public a l o n e? This led him to become extremely protective of you, to the point where he would not allow you to be alone with another male, much less go out anywhere without him.
He was just protecting you from the filth out there. After all, he was the only beast whose wild side you would ever need to see.
Baehee Jaehee absolutely adored you and treasured her friendship with you. You gave her the courage to pursue her dreams and selflessly supported her without asking for anything in return. This made her feel somewhat insecure because in this relationship, for her, you were the only one who was giving and she was the one taking. She began to fear that if she did not reciprocate the giving part in your ‘friendship’ then you would leave her.
You were the only person that she had. She could not possibly let that happen.
And so, she began to go to extra miles to pay back your kindness. You have too much work? Don’t worry, she’ll do it for you. You do not feel like doing something that you need to? Don’t worry, she’ll take over and finish it for you. Her ‘helping’ got to the point where all together, she would do everything for you. As a result, you came to have all the time in the world, and she was always busy. Too busy to even share a small “hi, how are you” with you. This led you seek the company of other RFA’s members, which she did not like. She became possessive to the point where she began to emotionally blackmail you. She threatened to hurt herself if you ever left her behind for others.
“Is my best not enough for you? Would you like my life itself too?
Jumin loved you. He loved you so much, he was unable to express it with words. And so, he began to express it with actions. He wanted to do everything for you and in order to do everything for you, he needed to know everything about you. This led him to conduct his own entire research of you. He took notes about everything: from your lifestyle to all of your small and adoring perks. And it was unfortunate that there were things about your lifestyle that he did not like.
And so, he took control.
First, he persuaded you to move out from your place due to it’s ‘poor and unsatisfactory conditions’ and move in with him. Once that was accomplished and you were in a place where he could keep a track of you constantly, slowly but surely, he forced you to cut ties with people that he deemed to be unworthy for someone of your class. And that was like pretty much everyone you knew except for him. From that point on, his control increased to the point where what you wanted and what he wanted for you became two different things. And your control over your own needs and wants ceased and his order became obligatory.
He became the authority; your caretaker, your lover. You saved him from his loneliness but instead, you became the slave to his crazy love.
It was love at first sight. As soon as he had opened the materials in order to conduct a background search on you, he had noticed how his heart beat felt faster by just a second. Dare he say, he was almost smitten. Originally, Seven had no plans to do act on the feelings he had developed for you because he was ‘too dangerous.’ However, that changed, when your life was put in danger.
In that instance, he realized, that he was only one who could protect you.
And so, this led him to act on his feelings and confess to you. It was fortunate that you reciprocated his feelings and everything was well. That was until he began to become paranoid which led him to install tracking applications in your electronic devices. He was aware of your whereabouts and your every actions. You felt watched at every second of the day. His reasoning for this was that he needed to protect you. However, when all this watching became too overwhelming and you asked him to decrease it, he didn’t. As a result, you threatened to leave him if he did not abide by your wishes. This did nothing but add fuel to the fire because it resulted him in tying tracking wires around your wrists that could only be removed by him.
after the last thing i draw Jamie’s immediate response was “AU where instead of captain america for a retainer Elise has batman”
so here’s five million doodles of Gerome doing very important retainer duties for the little Nohrian princess, he takes his job increDIBLY seriously, thank you. Unlike the other royal sibs and their Awakening!retainers he is definitely the babysitter here, I bet he’d probably be like Jakob except not a butler and five times more straight-faced.
After discovering the wonders of Ladynoir fanfiction, Adrien sets out to start his own with his classmate Marinette helping him along the way. But when does fiction start becoming reality?
This story is also beta’d by the wonderful @serendipitousReckonings here on archive, @dickerdoodlez on tumblr.
Adrien was never the writing type. He did write well - written papers and essays – at least according to his teachers – and was even occasionally asked by a few of his classmates for some writing tips. But, it was for educational purposes only. He‘d never had any sort of passion to write an actual story and he never thought of himself as the imaginative kind anyway. His mind was almost always focused on school, his responsibilities set by his father, and his masked identity. He never really had that luxury of being able to think about anything else. Well, except for his Lady, but that was something entirely different.
Prompt #17: “Ignore me, I didn’t see anything.” (Requested by Anon)
Growing up in Small Heath was an experience to say the least. You lived there from the time you were born to when you turned 30 and you moved to Camden Town. You had moved away from Small Heath because of the crime and corruption, but you didn’t realize that was going on in Camden Town as well. The reason you moved there was because you had a friend who already did. His name was Ollie and you two had known each other when you were younger.
So you were staying at his house for a few weeks until you could find a small place of your own and he didn’t mind at all. He did warn you that his boss liked to stop by randomly and if he was ever there, than just act like he’s any other person.
“Well, he is isn’t he? Why would I act like he’s any different than you and me?” You asked, confused out of your mind. Ollie dropped his voice to a whisper, even though you were in his house.
“He’s a gang leader, that’s why. But if he comes by, then you don’t know that.” You quickly agreed and were secretly hoping for his boss to never come by while you were there.
Summary: This is the first part of my Captain America: Civil War rewrite/reader insert. The reader is also a super-person, with shape-shifting powers. She and Bucky have been together since the end of Winter Soldier. Back story will be explained in later parts!
In the cold and the night and the storm, a half-elf walks into a bar. Vax remembers.
Spoilers for Episode 88.
Vax walks into a tavern.
He’s still new to traveling with a party, still prone to wandering off on his own at every opportunity, but the tavern is a warm spot of light and noise in the quiet chill of the city, and tonight he craves the anonymity of a crowd. Ignoring the yelling of the rowdier patrons up toward the bar, he sidles into a dark corner, propping up the wall with arms crossed, listening to the faint rattle of rain on the windows, watching the ebb and flow of the tavern’s patrons—
“Why’d you pick that guy’s pocket?”
The only reason Vax doesn’t yelp at the voice directly in his ear is because his brain is already busy trying to figure out how likely it is for half-elves to have a heart attack at the ripe old age of twenty-six. He does, however, whip around so quickly that Grog has to duck out of the way of his hair. “Grog, what the fuck? Are you following me?”
Grog shrugs. “You seemed, like, distracted. Wanted to know where you go when you fuck off like that. If you needed coin, you could’ve asked. I would’ve bought the first round.” He pauses as though taken aback by his own generosity. “Uh. Wait. Maybe. If I have coin. Pike says I gotta be nicer to people I meet because I’m so big, you know, and you really don’t gotta be stealing if you don’t need to—”
“Uh,” says Vax, because Grog’s voice is carrying more than a little, and to be perfectly honest, he’s not exactly sure which of the people currently side-eyeing him is the one whose coin purse he snatched without thinking. “Just, ah, honing my skills. But that doesn’t explain how you—”
“Tiberius did some sort of magic to help me be sneakier. Said he’d do it just this once because he wanted to practice the spell.”
“Listen,” Vax says, watching a particularly rough-looking half-orc reach for his absent coin purse with a growing expression of concern. “That sounds like an incredible adventure of a story, and I’d love to hear all about it, big guy, so what do you say we get back to the group and call it a night?”
“Well, now that you have money, I figure maybe you’re up to buy the next round.”
Vax grins desperately at the now-scowling half-orc stomping in their direction. “Are you fucking with me, Grog?”
The end of the world occurs slowly and too fast all at once.
It jumped on them quick enough, barely giving them time to prepare, and now, when they’re all out of options and have resigned themselves that this is really it, it stops, Slowing, slinking, slithering. Like a cat playing with its prey in those final moments before it rips its head off.
The heat comes four days after the black rain, and he’s not sure which is worse.
They end up losing around eighteen people to the rain, and then several more are picked off by heatstroke. They don’t have enough drinkable water and they’re all dropping like flies. By the time they accept that this is it, the end is really here, they’ve lost forty three of their people while dozens more are symptomatic.
There are no more funerals. It’s hard to be poetic in the wake of death about people you knew when you’re burning bodies every morning and night.
Arkadia is grey and morose and as soon as there’s a glimmer of good enough weather, they leave, ferrying people across to Becca’s island in droves, a mass exodus. There’s nothing left for people to do, just sit and wait with their loved ones for the death wave.
Bellamy is amongst the last to leave, and it feels a bit like that day at the dropship. A failed trip to the ocean then, a successful one now.
The heat has started to creep back in and they run out of water before they hit the shore. He shrugs out of his jacket, has half the mind to shrug out of his shirt too, but the sun is stinging and it’s an honest to god toss up about whether perpetual stickiness or mild sunburn is worse. In the end he compromises by dribbling water over his head before boarding the boat that will take them away once and for all.
He only does the bare minimum of updating Kane on their status, instead feeling the weariness settle deep in his bones and letting it consume him. He only wakes up when the ride gets rough as they approach the dock.
He’s still half asleep, in a daze and everything feels like it’s underwater. He’s still trying to gather his bearings when a body crashes into him, almost sending them stumbling into the sand.
Bellamy always forgets just how small Clarke really is. She always makes herself known, her presence alone is enough to fill any room, but whenever he holds her like this, he realises. His arms cover the entire span of her back while her head slots neatly underneath his chin, and she must have taken a bath not too long ago because her hair is soft and clean.
Clarke Griffin is just a girl and sometimes even he forgets that.
“This is really happening,” she sniffs, lips brushing against his neck, “We’re all really going to die.”
Bellamy doesn’t know what to tell her and instead pulls her closer, screwing his eyes shut.
Warnings: ANGST, little bit of fluff, talk of miscarriage.
Word count: 2.222 (hell yeah)
Summary: Steve’s away for another mission and you fall apart. There’s a secret that has been weighing on your shoulders for way too long and you have no idea how much longer you can keep it from Steve.
I would like to request ! Brett x reader. Something along the lines
of Y/n being Liams little sister and Loris best friend . Y/n like 16
and Brett is like 18 . And it’s kinda like the the song “my best
friends brother ” by Victoria Justice
and Thank uuu!
I got a little bit carried away with the request. I hope you still
like it , I put in a few mor aspects to make it more interesting. If
you want to, I will do a second part, which is more like the song.
you coming to the game tonight?“, Liam asked while you were doing
your homework. „Yeah, of course Lori comes as well and it is
against Devenford Prep! Oh, and also I’ll stay over at Lori’s
could stay here tonight and not the other way around“, your older
brother told you with slight annoyance in his voice. You knew it was
because of Brett, you thought they would be cool by now but Liam
still did not like him. But you on the other hand liked Brett a lot,
he was always very kind to you and there was just something about him
that made you feel very attracted to him.
Hi, can I request hc of RFA+ minor trio (is it too much?) on MC who has bad sense of humor just like Jumin.
I’m sorry but i dont write Vanderwood. You couldn’t know since I just found out when i wrote this that i have no idea how he/she (don’t judge idk lmao) would react so sorry for that!
* The two of you were just watching a movie
* It was a comedy so Yoosung was laughing 24/7
* You thought it was okay jokes didn’t really seem funny to you
* “Hey MC why aren’t you laughing is something wrong” he asked
* “Nah i just don’t think its that funny but watching tou laugh is” lololol
* “ alright tell me something funny then”
* You were like o shit
* “ one time I called my teacher mom lol”
* “And then what?”
* “I cried”
* Yoosung would have this awkward laugh
* He would laugh at your jokes but only because he loves you lol
* You and Zen were on a date
* Zen was telling you cheesy pickup lines all day
* They were actually really funny aswell
* The date was coming to an end
* And Zen asked “ hey this may be silly but could you tell me your cheesiest pickup line”
* After 10 minutes you replied with:
* “ is your name ‘my future husband’ bc you are”
* Zen was like
* Ha ha ha
* Good one Mc
* He’d never ask you again lmao
* Ok but jaehee would laugh at you no matter what like i cannot think of a reason why she wouldn’t laugh ahsndnsnns sorry
* You were sitting next to Jumin when he told Seven another “joke”
* Seven literally facepalmed himself
* “Shut up Jumin”
* “Hey I thought it was funny” you said defending Jumin
* “Well tell us a joke then MC”
* Everyone was waiting for you to open your mouth
* “How does Elizabeth ask for a treat?” “Can i have a treat Pawlease”
* It was silent
* Then Jumin laughed
* Yes he laughed
* Everyone was like this is a match made in heaven
* He’s the pun master
* So of course he was telling you tons of puns
* “Did you hear about the guy whose whole left side was cut off? Hes all right now.”
* “Why don’t some couples go to the gym? Because some relationships don’t work out.”
* “Hey mc tell me a pun”
* “I wondered why the baseball was getting bigger. Then it hit me.”
* Seven laughed
* “That was so bad it actually made me laugh”
* He would teach you how to tell funny puns so don’t worry
* He was having a bad day
* Seven tried to cheer him up
* But Saeran only wanted your attention
* So you bought him ice cream
* And you decided to tell him a joke
* Because jokes always make you laugh
* “ i asked my mom if i was adopted once. Hilarious, she replied. Why would we choose you?”
* Saeran stopped eating is ice cream
* “Well thats sad”
* And then he hugged me
* “Saeran it was a joke”
* “I know and it sucked lol”
* You were having dinner
* V was talking about how he loves you
* You just kept laughing because it was adorable
* “Hey mc why wont you try to make me laugh?”
* “Oh sure lemme think”
* You thought about the perfect joke and finally
* “What do you call a blind dinosaur? A-do-you-think-he-saur-us ”
* “Hahah very funny Mc”
* It was an awkward laugh but V loves you too much not to laugh at your jokes
Prompt: Anonymous: Draco x reader where he watches her sleep
A/N: Sorry this is so short
You woke up in a panic, your chest was heaving. In your dream, your nightmare, everyone laid dead around you, because of you. You tried to lay down and go back to sleep but the same image played in the mind.
You stood and peeled the blankets off your body and swung your legs over the side of the bed. You rose and walked over to the door and into the hall. Your bare feet padded through the empty halls of Malfoy Mansion. Snow was falling outside as you shivered from the cold.
You stopped at the end of the hall. You knocked on the door of your boyfriend’s room when there was no answer you just opened the door. The door creaked and you saw Draco sit up quickly, he gripped his wand tightly as his eyes adjusted to the dark. He raised his wand and prepared to defend himself. You opened the door totally to reveal the light in the hallway.
“It’s me. It’s (Y/N)!” you whispered loud enough for him to hear.
“Oh. I’m sorry. What do you need?” He switched the side light on and leaned against the headboard. He rubbed his eyes and tried to flatten his hair. Blond tufts of hair shot up in every direction. You smiled and slowly crept further into the room.
You answered his question quietly, embarrassed at the reasoning, “I had a- um a nightmare.” You stared at the ground, your cheeks were burning. You looked up slowly, he patted the spot next to his on the bed. You walked over and crawled under the heavy duvet. You leaned your head against the headboard and let out a deep breath.
“So, what happened?” Draco asked as his fingers tangled with yours. You stared at your lap.
“I was at school but it was completely destroyed. I was running through a sea of people but the crowd never broke. Everyone in the crowd was shouting spells and fighting but it was silent. Suddenly the crowd began to close on me and I couldn’t move. Then it was like my ears popped, there was screaming and crying and the mob surrounded me. I fell to the ground. When I fell the hall went silent again and I stood. Alone. Everyone laid at my feet, dead because of me.”
Draco’s hands came up and cupped your face. His thumbs wiped away the tears you hadn’t realized were sliding down your cheeks. He released his hand and then he wrapped an arm around your waist. The other hand gently stroked your hair. You smiled as he pulled you closer to his body.
“It was just a bad dream. Go back to sleep, you’re safe,” Draco mumbled into your hair.
Soon, you were able to close your eyes and drift off. Draco, on the other hand, couldn’t bring himself to fall asleep. His mind was reeling with worry for the future. There was a war on the horizon and the last thin he wanted was for you to have to worry about him. Draco had yet to tell you about his dark mark, about whose side he was really on.
He watched your chest slowly rise and fall, your eyelids flutter occasionally, and a smile perched on your lips. He smiled at your sleeping form. There was a serene aura around you as you fell into a deep sleep. You pulled the duvet under your chin and rolled over under Draco’s arm. Your head was buried in his chest. Draco kissed the top of your head and wrapped his other arm around you protectively.
“You’ll be safe. I won’t let them hurt you. I promise,” he whispered before falling into a restless sleep.
Imagine having a family dinner with the Batfam and they’re more than surprised to find out you’re Jason’s fiancé.
Prompt:“Where Jason shows up to the manor for family dinner with a girl and it’s the batfams first time meeting her and it turns out she’s Jason’s fiancé and they’d been dating for years but no one knew”
Today was the day, the night that could potentially scar you for life according to Jason Todd. Meeting his family for dinner was definitely a nerve wracking situation that you’d both avoided for as long as possible but Jason had decided seeing them was inevitable, so fully equipped with exciting news the two of you found yourselves standing in front of the exquisite entrance to Wayne Manor.
Seconds later, the door was opened and you were greeted by none other than Alfred.
“Ah Master Jason, Miss (y/n) I’m glad you could make it. Please come in.” The butler politely welcomed with a smile.
“Is that Jaybird?” An unfamiliar voice echoed from behind the butler.
“Jaybird?” You repeated to Jason, who stood beside you and he easily detected the mischief in your tone.
“Uh yeah, a nickname of mine around here.”
“Oh I’m definitely remembering that one!” Came your upbeat voice, clearly pleased with your new discovery.
The stranger that soon came in view turned out to be a raven haired male, slightly shorter than Jason but he wore a charming smile.
“Woah, I’m Dick Grayson - and you’re (y/n) was it? Such a beautiful name.” The stranger addressed cheerfully, he was good looking -you’d give him that.
With that he gently kissed your left hand, expression faltering for a second. Before you could even react Jason had basically tackled him, a string of curse words leaving his lips based on his brother’s previous action - of course they were only messing around. You didn’t question when Jason went chasing after his brother since he could get a little hot headed sometimes, this left you with none other than Damian Wayne and Alfred, the former you’d recognised from the newspapers.
“Are you Jason’s significant other?” The boy asked, straight to the point just as Jason had described.
“That I am, and you’re Damian Wayne if I’m not mistaken. Pleased to meet you, my name is (y/n) (l/n).” Was your casual response, offering a hand as a greeting.
Damian had a surprisingly firm handshake but you expected nothing less from the son of Bruce Wayne who you had yet to meet.
“Well I respect you for being able to put up with Todd for so long (l/n). Would you like me to show you to the lounge to meet the others whilst Pennyworth prepares our meal?” Damian asked, of course making sure to insult his brother in the process.
“Please, that’d be great considering Jason had just disappeared on me.” You replied gratefully, allowing the boy to lead you through his home.
“That’s a common trait in our family, trust me.” Damian muttered, his tone as emotionless as ever.
Meanwhile, Dick had managed to get Jason wrapped up in a family discussion concerning the ring you wore on you left hand, a ring that suggested you were either married or engaged. The family had seemed bewildered once Dick told them after bursting into the room, Jason following with a bored expression that only morphed into a glare once Dick opened his mouth. Unfortunately he was unable to get a word in once the whole Batfam had insinuated you were cheating on your partner because the idea of Jason proposing never once crossed their minds - this was the first time they’d even met you, Jason would introduce his partner to them beforehand. Jason and yourself obviously knew different.
“Jason! She’s a married woman, she’s cheating on someone - that’s not a good thing.” Bruce sternly voiced, deciding against beating around the bush.
“Ok, first off she’s not married - (y/n) is engaged and secondly -” Jason tried, a feeble attempt at explaining your situation before he was interrupted.
“Right because being engaged makes it that much better? Jason how could you bring (y/n) along knowing about this?” Bruce groaned, fully aware of how irrational his son could be at times.
“Wow Bruce. As funny as this is, I’m gonna have to put a stop to it. I know (y/n) is engaged since we’ve been together for years and I brought her along because I love her and wanted you to meet her.” Your fiancé began for a second time.
“Years?! Oh boy, that’s great but I bet (y/n) says ‘I love you’ to her fiancé every night and look where we are now.” Tim concluded, gesturing with hands to emphasise his point.
“They’re right, I do say that actually.” Came your calm tone as you made your presence to the minor dispute well known, you came to a stop beside Jason. Damian letting out a sigh due to his families antics.
“(Y/n)…” Cassandra mindfully acknowledged in the midst of the chaos, holding out her hand as a from of greeting, she’d yet to meet you so why not now.
“Are you two sure about this? I get that you’re happy but it’s not fair on her fiancé.” The eldest brother, Dick, continued after your attention was momentarily distracted.
“I’m pretty sure he’s ok with it to be honest.” You grinned, a hint of sarcasm laced your voice as you looked to Jason for reassurance.
“What?! You’re engaged and he’s alright with this?” Tim practically squeaked whilst frantically gesturing between yourself and Jason.
“For fucks sake! (Y/n) is engaged to me.”
The whole room fell silent as they took in the new information in an awestruck fashion, it would be an understatement to say they were shocked - Jason was the last person they’d expect to get engaged.
Dick was the first to break the silence as he broke out into sparkling grin to engulf you both in an enthusiastic hug.
“Congratulations! That’s great Jay, I’m so happy for you both and sorry for uh - you know - jumping to conclusions but it’s really nice to meet you (y/n), good job at keeping Jaybird here in check!” Dick praised, excitement ringing through his voice after the genuine apology whilst the others still remained in a state of confusion.
“How come we’ve never met (y/n) before, you could’ve at least introduced us Jason.” Tim complained as he shook your hand, giving you a brief smile before turning his attention back to his brother.
“Can you blame me? I didn’t want to scare (y/n) away, especially with Demon Spawn over there.” Jason muttered, sending a glare to the youngest who was basically analysing you at this point until he heard the unoriginal insult thrown at him.
With a light nudge from yourself, you’d gained your fiancé’s attention as well as that of his family, you were new and none of them knew you as a person yet making everything you did stand out in some way.
“Back off Jay, Damian has been nothing but polite this evening and besides they couldn’t scare me away after all the shit you and I have been through.” You defended the youngest of the family with ease, despite knowing exactly what he was capable of.
“(Y/n) whose side are you on? Remember who you’re marrying here.” Your fiancé cut in, his tone holding a hint of amusement, Damian simply smirked.
“Well Jaybird, according to your family it’s not you.” Your response was half hearted, receiving a laugh from Jason and a few of the other family members but of course they felt a pang of guilt zip through them.
Though you were joking, the rest of the family had realised their mistake and started to feel responsible, except Damian who had miraculously taken a liking to you in recent minutes.
“I would like to apologise for jumping to conclusions (y/n), it’d be best to start afresh so it’s nice to finally meet you. And congratulations of course.” Bruce started, offering you his hand, his statement was soon followed by a string of apologies from your future in-laws.
“Don’t worry about it, I suppose it’ll be a great story to tell the kids -” You cheerfully responded, before you were cut off that is.
“Oh my god! Don’t tell me you guys have children - that’s so cute! I’m basically an auntie!” Came the joyful voice of Stephanie, Bruce’s face significantly paling whilst Dicks in contrast completely lit up at the news.
“No, we don’t have children, (y/n) is not pregnant - it was just a figure of speech, now please can we go and eat?!” Jason exasperatedly groaned, putting an end to his family’s assumptions.
Soon you were all seated at the dinner table, a delicious looking meal prepared by Alfred set in front of you, casual conversation filled the air with members of the family shooting questions at both you and Jason every so often regarding your relationship.
“How has your fiancé, Master Jason been treating you Miss (y/n)?” The butler kindly inquired whilst pouring you a beverage.
“Eh, he’s actually amazing Alfred, you clearly rubbed off on him.” You replied, earning a smile from the elderly man as the table suddenly became silent.
“Wait - you told Alfred and not us?” Dick stammered, realising that Alfred wasn’t in the room previously where this matter was discussed so would of been oblivious to the situation plus he knew you by name before you’d even introduced yourself.
“Duh.” Jason smugly answered, relishing in the families astonishment and displeasure.
For those who don’t know,Greg Williams is the boyfriend of Alice Temperlay who was friends and worked with Amber.They basically met Johnny through her but look whose side they(or at least he) are on now!
I wrote this on the train earlier inspired by 2 people in the hotel today near where we were sat randomly doing the below, except not the bit that wouldn’t be appropriate in public. There’s a bit under the cut, but you don’t have to read it. This is just nonsense.
“You know you did though.”
“What?” It comes out more high pitched than Zayn intended, but that’s okay as it does more to show how (fake) indignant he’s being.
“You know exactly what Zayn Malik,” as Liam speaks, he gestures towards the table before he does a sweeping motion with his hand towards his own torso.
Zayn lifts up the bottle of beer, raises it to his lips, has a sip and tries, but fails of course to disguise his smirk as he places the beer back onto the table.
“Still struggling to see the problem Li.”
Liam lets out a huff of indignation as he reaches for his phone and taps at the screen loudly, shooting a glare Zayn’s way as he does.
“What you doing now?” Zayn asks.
"I’m sure there must be divorce lawyers who work 24/7 in this city.“
Zayn barks out a laugh. "Liam, come on, it’s just a game of monopoly that’s all.”
Liam shakes his head, but puts the phone down anyway.
“Not having that, you rewriting history, I mean I know it was my idea to have a game of monopoly, but I distinctly remember that it was your idea to make it into strip monopoly.”
Zayn nods, knows he looks far too pleased with himself and can’t even be arsed to hide it now, it rates pretty high in the book of genius ideas he’s come up with when he’s been 3 sheets to the wind.
“True, but it’s not my fault someone,” he points at Liam as he emphasises the last word, “is so rusty at the game is it?”
He’s a liar of course. It’s entirely his fault.
"Not rusty you knob, someone’s dirty tactics involved sending me out on errands every other time just before my turn and cause of that I’m sat here with just 1 sock left on and me boxers."
Zayn’s eyebrows dart up and down quickly.
"I noticed Li."
There’s a louder huff and muttered words that Zayn can’t make out.
“Anyway babe, how can I rig something that’s dependent on you throwing the dice?”
Liam pulls his face and bites at his lip, but then he’s shaking his head.
good point, but I’m pretty sure you didn’t have all the
green properties before I went and
got us a bag of popcorn, and I know you definitely didn’t have all the red properties and 3 hotels and 4 apartments before I went and made sure the toilet didn’t have a leak when your hearing which is normally bloody shit whenever we have a plumbing issue and I need a hand, suddenly turned into supersonic level hearing
Zayn throws up his hand in mock horror, but can’t keep the smile off his face.
“It’s a big thing to accuse your husband of cheating you know babe, now I’ll pretend I didn’t hear you suggest that and we’ll carry on with this nice civilised
game of monopoly.”
“Strip.” Liam adds.
“Only if I lose a turn babe.” Zayn fires back and ducks just in time to avoid the pillow thrown in his direction.