why are you guys my friends

SKAM S04E06 Clip 2 - The Guys

DAD: I don’t want to drive it anymore. Today, it stopped completely.

MOM: Yes, it’s old.

DAD: In the middle of the street.

SANA: Hello.

DAD: Hi, honey.

MOM: Hi!

SANA: Is dinner almost finished?

MOM: Not right away, but you can have a carrot if you want to.

SANA: No, thanks.

DAD: Yeah?

SANA: Do those guys always have to be here?

DAD: We have hospitality here.

SANA: Yeah, but they’re here all the time.

DAD: Everyone’s welcome. Your friends, those guys are welcome.

[NOORA: Hey wanna hang out?]

DAD: They’re alright guys. Why do you care? Sana, are you having a bad day? Was it a bad day?

SANA: I have my biology mock exam next week.

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Romeo and Juliet - Jeff Atkins (Requested)

Requested by @xxchloegrayxx and @queensovereign. Sorry they might not be the way you imagined but this is what I came out with when writing for you guys so I hope you like it!

Originally posted by adayofballet

“What’s the big deal? I was just talking to her?”

“No, you were fucking flirting with her Jeff! Not to mention the fact that just yesterday I was complaining to you about the fact that she has been a bitch to me for the past month!”

“And I told you, you were overthinking that!”

“Just yesterday I heard her talking behind my back about the fact that she wanted to steal you away and make you her boyfriend, but now that I know that you don’t care, I think you should be with her” My voice slowed down and my tone dropped “You too seem perfect for each other”

“Fine! She’s prettier than you anyway!” He yelled making me feel my heart crack and the sadness hit me “I don’t need you y/n, trust me, it’s you that needs me”

I knew that wasn’t true but I didn’t have the heart to argue with him anymore, I wanted to leave with some of my dignity so I gave him a nod of acknowledge and left his house without another word.

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You belong with me// Montgomery de la Cruz

Requested by: @7reasonswhy

Songs: -call your girlfriend acoustic version by Ashleigh brown -you belong with me by Taylor swift

I was looking across the cafeteria at Monty surrounded by all his friends. Out of all the guys in this school I only had my eyes on Montgomery de la Cruz. Just one tiny problem…he had a girlfriend. She was a cheerleader and a total bitch, I watched as Monty tried kissing her but she moved her head over so he ended up kissing her cheek. The whole time she was giving Bryce a flirty look, if I had Monty I would never look at another guy.

“Are you seriously staring at him again?” Jessica waved her hand in front of my face snapping me out of my trance.

“He’s so hot…how did he end up with the devils mistress?” I sighed.

“I wouldn’t consider her his girlfriend she’s more of a….purse dog. She only clings to his side but she doesn’t actually love him, she’s his accessory. I heard him and Justin talking last time, he said she doesn’t talk to him outside of school and that he’s pretty sure she’s cheating.” Jessica spoke as we both watched their table. Monty laughed at something but his girlfriend hit him causing him to stop.

“Maybe he can cheat on her with me.” I said in a joking tone even though there was some truth to it.

“Why don’t you talk to him?” Jessica smiled.

“I can’t what’s the point if he has a girlfriend.” I started whining.

“We’re hanging out today after school at Bryce’s why don’t you come?”

“Okay I’ll skip last period to look nice.” I laughed as I stared down at my sweats. She laughed and nodded as we got up ready to throw our trash away. We passed by the table and Jessica stopped to give Justin a quick kiss. I awkwardly stood behind them when suddenly Monty turned to me, he observed me while his girlfriend talked in his ear. When we left we planned to meet up later to skip last period and help me look nice.

When we got to Bryce’s Jessica ran in and got us drinks.

“Everyone this is y/n be nice.” She smiled. We looked around to see Monty all by himself.

“Go talk to him.” Jessica nudged my shoulder.

“What do I say hey I’m y/n you’ve probably never noticed me since I’m a total loser…anyways I have this huge crush on you and fantasize that you’ll break up with your girlfriend and date me, do you think you can make my wish come true?” I answered sarastically.

“Oh don’t forget to add what you said last time…what was it? Something about how you and him would make beautiful babies?” She said jokingly.

“Oh my god I was drunk that time.” I blushed causing her to laugh. We talked for a while before she got up and left with Justin. It had gotten boring so I just sat there playing with my drink when suddenly I felt the couch besides me sink in.

“I swear it’s usually more interesting when Dempsey is here drunk but he had to leave early to babysit.” I turned to see Monty.

“I can replace him if you want… I do some embarrassing things while drunk.” I laughed.

“Really? I’ll be the judge of that.” He winked at me causing me to laugh. We talked all night until jessica showed up saying we had to leave and she was my only ride. Monty and I exchanged numbers before Jessica drove away.

“Spill everything now.” She laughed. After I told her everything she turned to me during a red light.

“He is so into you!!” She wiggled her eyebrow at me.

“What no…jess it was just to friends talking.” I laughed. Suddenly my phone rang.

Would you like to hang out at Rosie’s diner, tomorrow at 6?- Monty

“What is it?” She smiled.

“He wants to hang out at Rosie’s.” I stared at my phone in surprise.

“Hmmm and make beautiful babies right after?” She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. I laughed as I quickly responded with a yes. After Rosie’s we became best friends. He would always talk to me when he had girl trouble.

“I don’t get it so I took her on a simple date because last time she yelled at me that she doesn’t have time and now she yelled at me that I don’t care enough to try.” Monty groaned into my pillow.

“Hmm…I know what you need.” I grinned.

“What is that?” He gave me a daring smirk.

“Dance party!!” I yelled as I turned up the music that was playing softly in the background. I jumped up and down on the bed as I tried to get him to join. Then the song changed to you belong with me by Taylor swift, oh the irony.

“Oh my god this is my song!” I yelled over the music. I grabbed my comb and used it as I microphone as I playful sang to Monty causing him to laugh.

“But she wears short skirts I wear T-shirts She’s cheer captain And I’m on the bleachers Dreaming about the day when you wake up And find that what you’re looking for has been here the whole time If you can see I’m the one who understands you Been here all along so why can’t you see You belong with me You belong with me.” I sang as I pointed to Monty.

“I’m not singing Taylor swift.” He laughed.

“Fine I’ll tickle you you until you sing at least one verse.” I got on him as I started tickling him and he squirmed and laughed.

“Wait stop.” He breathed out. I stopped worried that I had hurt him. Suddenly he kissed me catching me off guard. After a while we pulled apart breathless when he suddenly bolted up.

“Shit I shouldn’t have done that.” He quickly got up and ran out the door. Monty started ignoring me after that. Whenever he saw me in the hallway he headed the opposite way or just avoided eye contact. Today there would he a baseball game and after spending all day crying with Jessica we decided to go so I could confront him.

The game ended up getting canceled because it was raining heavily. I looked across the field to so everyone gone but Monty who was putting all his things into his bag. He walked across the field hugging myself to protect myself from the cold rain water falling down on me.

“Do you really regret it that bad.” I scoffed. He turned around and gave me a sad look.

“I have a girlfriend I really shouldn’t have done that,” He sighed.

“Fine look me in the face tell me you hated and regret it and I will never bother you again.” I stared at him anger radiating off me.

“I did…I didn’t…but that’s the thing I hate that I don’t regret it.” He groaned frustrated.

“Explain what happened, tell her you don’t feel anything anymore then break up with her.” I sighed.

“I can’t.”

“Okay.” I nodded and started walking away.

“Y/n wait.” He yelled. He ran after me before turning me around by grabbing my arm. I was about to protest when he kissed me, it was short and sweet when we pulled apart he nodded.

“Okay I will.” He smiled before kissing my forehead. We walked back to school soaking wet as he held my hand.

Im sorry if you requested an imagine and I haven’t posted it, it’s because I’m having some trouble with tumblr and I will try to post yours soon

Originally posted by knightlley

Oh my fucking god looking for more old writing I found a journal I wrote on April 23rd, 2001, about all the shit that went down in one of the most tumultuous months of my life. (In early April, 2001, I realized I had a crush on someone for only the second time in my life, and the only problem was, the guy in question was dating the girl on whom I’d had my first crush a few months before. I decided to say something. Hijinks ensued. And by hijinks I mean my entire social life fell apart, I lost my virginity, I stole my best friend’s boyfriend, and did a lot of growing up in a really short amount of time. Mind you this was within a month of coming out to my parents, because of the whole “crush on a girl” thing.)

I wonder if I’ll actually keep a journal? probably not, knowing me, in the same way that it’s more likely that I’m just doing this to procrastinate. Still, it would be sort of nice to have a place to just write things down, wouldn’t it? Maybe if I unload to myself I won’t unload to any one else. Why was I doing that today? complaining to EVERYONE, and then as if it wasn’t enough I bitched to Jay. I must have known it would make him feel bad so why did I do it? maybe I’m just a manipulative bitch under it all - “Hey look at me Jay, pity me, pity me, I need to use the bathroom every two minutes for no reason, oh pity me, pity me.” If that’s what I’m actually doing, I’m a lot cheaper than I thought I was.

Or maybe I’m not. Maybe I’m about as cheap as I thought I was. After all, I decided years ago that I was manipulative and self centered. If recent events just happen to be proving me right, isn’t it wonderful that I was able to figure that out?

No. The point was not only to KNOW that I’m a manipulative bitch, but to be able to DO something about that fact. And that of course if where I failed utterly. No huge surprise, I rather expect that until I admited to someone that I thought of my self that way I’d never be able to do anything about it. Still, it would be nice to believe that I could have solved problems like that without having to hurt any one again. Oh well.

Oh my goooooooooood 18 year old me! SO ANGST! ALL THE SELF HATE! LMAAAOOOOOO. (the bathroom thing was that, it turns out, when I get REALLY stressed I get the phantom urge to pee…that still happens…it’s tremendously annoying…)

Never the One - Stiles Stilinski Imagine

Originally posted by allpeopleareincredible

It’s going to go back and forth between present and past

Bold/Italics are quotes from Caroline of The Vampire Diaries
Italics are flashbacks
Based on this


Why didn’t he go for me?

I held my head in my hands as the tears streamed down my face. My heart was torn remember the events that just occurred not too long ago. What had I done? Why had I done it? I couldn’t answer myself as I wept.

Stiles is my best friend but I was hopelessly in love with him. This being a problem since he was in love with Lydia. The girl he’s loved since the 3rd grade which so happened to be the same year I fell for him. 

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princess carry me into the sunset with your three pairs of arms

what am I doing [AO3]

“And that’s why I would like Shouji to hold my hand and lead me into the sunset,” Kaminari concluded.

He was sitting on the table in the common room next to Mina while the rest of their friends sat on the sofa opposite.

“Why the fuck did we have to sit through half an hour of crappy monologue about that? You’re so full of shit. Who the fuck wants to have someone’s sweaty hand touch them that badly, anyway.”

“Just ‘cause your hands are drenched in sweat doesn’t mean everyone else is a slimy, stinking goblin.”

“Alright, guys. That’s enough. Bakugou, we hold hands all the time. Let Kaminari dream,” said Kirishima disapprovingly.

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Sooo I made this for a friend who’s very ill and that’s why I didn’t finish the requests these last two weekends… Anyway, he loved it and said the message was really effective. So if you guys want, I’ll make the proper indesign file so you can print for anyone out there who’s a KH fan too!

Btw, on the cover:
“The heart may be week, and sometimes it may even give in. But I’ve learned…”
Inside 1: “That deep down there’s a light that NEVER goes out!”
Inside2: “Get better soon, Luis!” “My friends are my power!”

[unedited, unfinished, and untalented. some shit I wrote in 5 minutes and will roll my eyes at later]

We’re all so distant.
It’s like we show up every day, but how often are we really there?
We’re doing what we need to do, like we should.
So why do people act like we’re selfish when we make the choice to instead do what we want to do?
Isn’t life what you make of it?
So maybe I want to make it jerking off and drinking wine on my couch.
So what?
(Cause I’m a lady that’s why.)
If life is what you make of it, then why when I call out of work to tend to my own health met with a warning from my boss?
Then why can’t I go to dinner again with the guy I fucked on the first date, instead of a guy who “treats you right, has a house, and has money” like my friends encourage?
If life’s what you make of it, I can see no good reason I shouldn’t spend my rent money on an obscure collectible book series I read when I was a child,
or that antique flapper dress I’ll never find a grand enough party to wear it to,
or the overpriced cheesecake from that gastropub designed for the generation above mine,
or those drugs that guy is selling that make me feel like I’m walking on the moon slingshotting moonrocks at the glittering stars?!
I want to do what makes my chest ache, with nerves or with over-exertion.
I’m ever chasing after that feeling I had the first time I let my curiosity weigh heavier in my decision making than my fear.
I want to touch the mountain peaks the gods designed us not to.
I want to give away every possesion I’ve ever owned.
I want to feel like my peers are the sun and the heat and the atmosphere,
not a law man, or a police officer, or a politician.
I want to hear the secrets they keep locked inside of that woman, I want to hear from her why she keeps them locked up.
I want to dance on the dark unlabeled road, get back in the car, and continue to drive until our cell phones no longer have a signal.
I want to smell the earth’s soil virgin to the effects of capitalism.
I want to do what my soul draws me to do.
If that is selfish, then fuck every one else.


Can someone hurl me into the sun? Thanks

Oh you want to know why?

I’ll tell you why

I jokingly flipped off my friends husband cause he was laughing at me over FaceTime and he’s born and raised from Morroco

So this guy’s not accustomed to the dark American humor that I have and apparently showing your middle finger to someone in Morroco is worse than a normal fuck you.

Fuck me I am mortified!!!

Stuff My Mom Has Told Me During Hamilton (Act 1)
  • Hamilton: "Why do they start out with the end? Spoilers!"
  • Aaron Burr, Sir: "How is telling someone you stalked and punched them a sure way to make friends?"
  • "Mom..."
  • "Who's the random French dude?"
  • "Lafayette."
  • "Where did he come from?"
  • "France, mom."
  • "Is this man having sex with horses?"
  • My Shot: "Didn't that guy sing this on Jimmy? The lyrics were different..."
  • The Story of Tonight: "I would not have told you about nights like that..."
  • The Schuyler Sisters: "That poor Peggy...she sounds adorable."
  • Farmer Refuted: "I have no clue what's being said..."
  • You'll Be Back: "Does this apply to what's going on now?"
  • Right Hand Man: "BURR JUST GOT REJECTED!"
  • A Winter's Ball: "With the ladies? Didn't you say he liked John?"
  • Helpless: "Girl this is gonna end bad for you..."
  • Satisfied: "How do you forget your name then - BAM! - now you remember?"
  • TSOT (Reprise): "They're cute when they're drunk."
  • Wait For It: "Wait - is everyone having an affair? You said Alex does right?"
  • "Mom just listen..."
  • "What does this have to do about Georgia?"
  • Stay Alive: "Did they eat horses asses?!"
  • Ten Duel Commandments: "How is General Lee here? Why do they hate him?"
  • "That's Charles Lee...you're thinking of Robert E. Lee."
  • "Oh."
  • Meet Me Inside: "Alexander you gonna get grounded!"
  • That Would Be Enough: "A little Hamilton sounds like a bad idea..."
  • Guns and Ships: "Damn he's fast."
  • History Has Its Eyes on You: "That's some deep shit..."
  • Battle of Yorktown: "I LIKE THIS ONE!"
  • "Mom please - "
  • "THEY WON!"
  • "I know they did mom."
  • What Comes Next: "Wait did he - oh my God. 'Awesome. Wow.' That's how I feel when your father talks about sports."
  • Dear Theodosia: "That's an awful name..."
  • "Mom!"
  • John Laurens Interlude (i had to): "Wait...what?"
  • Non-Stop: "How do you go from something so sad to this?! What the hell?!"

Hello everyone. If you haven’t yet watched the video then these words might come as a shock to you. If you have watched, know that this is exactly what I would have said in the video, if filming it wasn’t one of the toughest things I’ve ever had to do. This morning, I announced that I will be taking a step back from PTX.
I’ve struggled with this decision a lot. It has been the hardest decision I’ve ever had to make in my life. Before I explain why, I want you all to know that the past 6 years have been the most unbelievable years of my life. The things we’ve accomplished, the places we’ve seen, the people we’ve touched with our music… It surpasses anything that I could have ever dreamed up for my life.
I believe one of the big reasons why we have been so successful and accomplished all that we have is because of the unbelievably fast pace that we keep. Throughout my journey with PTX, this pace has always been a struggle for me. It’s been hard for me not to be with my family and friends when I need them or when they need me. It’s been hard to not be able to escape into nature when I’m feeling overwhelmed or just need some time to myself.
Through all of this, I’ve done my best and I’ve kept pushing myself to keep up. Really, the reason why I’ve been able to push so hard and for so long has been because of you guys. You all have inspired me and lifted me up every single day and, for that, I am eternally grateful.
I do love you all so very much, but I’ve come to a point where I just can’t keep up anymore and I would never want to inhibit any type of success that we have because I truly do believe in everything that we’ve done and everything that they will do. I just know that I can no longer continue at this pace and so I have to do what’s best for the group and I have to do what’s best for me.
I do want you all to know that I’m still going to be doing music and I’m going to be doing it with my whole heart. I will ALWAYS do my best to lift others up with my voice. I hope that you’ll all support my decision and that you can understand where I’m coming from. And regardless of anything, I just want to thank you for all that you’ve given to me. I have been so unbelievably blessed and humbled to be a part of all your lives in any way and I wanted you to hear this from me. From my voice. And from my heart.
I love you all deeply and I thank you for everything. Truly.
And just so you know, I will still be performing at all of our announced shows, so come say hi and give me a hug. I love hugs.

I know the announcement is already going around tumblr but I thought I’d upload the video. Watching it made me realize how sad and sorry he is. And even though I’m upset about the news, I think I’m more worried about him. I’m seeing lots of support and love for him on the internet, and I hope he’ll see it. Hopefully his decision will allow him to take back control of his life, get some rest and focus on whatever he wants. Maybe he’ll finally ask Sara Bareilles out, who knows… I just want him to be happy. It’s going to be hard for the band and for us fans, but both Avi and Pentatonix will still be able to make good music and succeed; except now he’s going to be able to breathe and go at his own pace.
Also, give him a hug from me if you can! x

fake dating! zimbits

It was only by a stroke of luck that Jack happened to look at his phone just as he exits the lecture hall. The group chat was blowing up – the group chat was always blowing up these days – but the lack of all-caps or exclamation marks caught his attention right away.

Eric Bittle: Guys, I wouldn’t ask this of y’all if I really didn’t need this, but I have to ask a HUGE favor of one of you.

Shitty Knight: brah are you dying

Justin Oluransi: You can have my kidney, Bits.

Adam Birkholtz: u aren’t gonna save that for me just in CASE, JUSTIN?

Larissa Duan: shit, bitty, r u ok

Eric Bittle: Um, yeah, mostly, I just…..need someone to pretend to be my boyfriend.

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Now that Bitty and Tater build a friendship around food and the roasting of Kent Parson,

,  I want to read the fics where Tater starts to date Parse and must hide his new relationship from Bitty-


Jack: Haha. I’m happy for you, guys.


And later, Bitty giving the deadliest sounding shovel talk to Parse while aggressively feeding him his best pie because ANYONE WHO MAKES TATER HAPPY IS A FRIEND OF BITTY, ALRIGHT?!? *forcefeeds pie*

(Kent gets the most mixed signals out of this. He thought it would be hard to tell Jack, but Jack is just laughing at him.)

My Parents Going Through My Tumblr
  • Dad: Why do you post about us?
  • Me: People find you guys funny.
  • Dad: Funnier than you so I get it.
  • Me: Dad.
  • Mom: You should watch your language.
  • Me: My language? I was quoting you!
  • Mom: That's no excuse.
  • Me: Y'all make no sense.
  • Dad: What's a...Jamilton? Is that one of those ships you talk about?
  • Me: Yes. Jefferson and Hamilton.
  • Mom: Ah yes. They have more sexual tension than you and that 'friend' of yours.
  • Me: Mom oh my God.
  • Dad: Is Lams another one?
  • Me: Yes. Laurens and Hamilton.
  • Mom: Well he did shoot someone for Alexander. Even I wouldn't do that for your father.
  • Dad: Yeah she - wait, what?
  • Mom: Oh look people can comment of these posts of yours!
  • Dad: No no let's get back to the previous -
  • Mom: Would you look at that - we're more popular than you AJ.
  • Dad: HA!
  • Me: Oh my God...
  • Me: I mean no one believes y'all said it so.
  • Dad: Well...
  • Dad: That's rude...
  • Mom: You're rude.
  • Dad: The hell woman?
BTS as things my friends have said in History class...
  • Seokjin: Why is no one in this textbook good-looking?
  • Yoongi: It was 1932... No, 1935. Wait! 1939! That's right - I know my dates.
  • Hoseok: Okay but imagine how fabulous I would have been in that century!
  • Namjoon: *asks for another two pieces of paper* How have you guys only used one side of A4?
  • Taehyung: *deep in thought* I need to think of something epic I can do so that they put me in one of these textbooks
  • Jimin: ... It's times like this when I lose faith in humanity
  • Jungkook: *points at a picture of a random guy in the book* That's you! *starts laughing his head off*
“Unpredictable” Langst Fic(trigger warning)

I received a request by a close friend to make this prompt into a Klangst fic, and I can only say that this is the best that I can do. “I’m Sorry” part 3 will be up sometime by tomorrow, probably in the late afternoon. I know you guys want more but unfortunately, I’m still working on it. I’m sorry I swear I’ll get it up soon and I’ll put all my effort into making the story enjoyable. If you guys want to see Klangst I’ll do my best to keep that a part of the fic and if I don’t get it right or don’t live up to your expectations I am so sorry. I’ll try really hard to make you all happy. I swear.


They had no idea how many fighters there would really be.

They had underestimated Lotor’s ability to take lead of the war, while his father was recuperating from the severe beating Voltron had given him.

Overall, Voltron was outnumbered. They were unable to keep up with the multitude of jets, which seemed to be a never ending fleet.

Shiro pushed them to the brink, and finally, they were able to take out enough ships to give them an opening.

Hunk used his bayard to form his shoulder cannon, taking out the energy canons on a majority of the warships, forcing Lotor to pull back his fleet and retreat. 

But not before Blue was shot by a fleeing fighter jet. 

Somehow, the laser cut through Blue, shattering through her cockpit and nailing Lance in the back. Blue lurched forward, feeling Lance’s pain.

The right side of Lance’s torso was burned. The team was so wrapped up in the exhilaration of victory, they didn’t notice Lance choking back pain filled sobs. He suppressed them, and began laughing along with the others, ignoring his own agony. They didn’t need to deal with the knowing he was hurt when they were so happy. He felt blood trickle down his chin, and he knew he had bashed his head against the controls when Blue lurched.

Lance shook his head, feeling just how quickly the pain overcame him. He choked, but swallowed back any form of distress.

“We did it!” Pidge exclaimed excitedly, whooping victoriously along with Hunk’s victory dance.

“Nice job team!” Shiro complemented proudly, smiling as he turned his lion around, flying back towards the castle, and a well earned resting period. Allura smiled proudly at the paladins, her face popping up on the intercoms in front of each paladin.

Lance’s attempts at concealing his pain were in vain. Allura noticed almost immediately.

“Well done paladins! Come quickly so that we may celebrate! I’ll open the hall of lions once you are all directly outsi- Lance?!” Allura’s worried tone sliced through the intercoms and all the paladins’ focuses were on Lance’s screen in a split second.

The paladins all periodically enlarged the screen.

Keith choked.

“Hey guys! W-we did it!” Lance laughed uneasily, trying to cover his wound. But blood was more difficult to conceal, as was the immediate agony of moving, blossoming across his face.

Shit- everyone get back to the castle! Lance- do you think you can make it in time?!” Shiro shouted, terror of losing Lance overcoming him. He had never sweared in front of the others before, and that was enough to send them into a panic. Pidge and Hunk were on the verge of tears, and Keith’s anxiety held him teetering over the edge of oblivion that was his mind.

Lance grinned, but slowly, his eyes shut, and his head fell forward.

Anxiety bloomed in everyone’s chest, and Shiro was that much closer to a panic attack.

“Lance?! ” Shiro all but screamed, leaning forward in his cockpit chair, seemingly trying to reach out to Lance through the screen. Blue started moving, but Lance, seemingly lifeless, did not move an inch on the intercoms.

“The blue lion is piloting itself?!” Pidge exclaimed, confusion and dread evident in their tone. Blue sped towards the Castle.

“Follow Blue! Hurry!” Keith shouted, turning Red around swiftly, immediately flooring it. He flew to the Castle at an alarming speed, with Pidge and Hunk right behind him. Shiro, shaken from the sudden realization Lance might not have made it, was a little slow on catching up with the others. He shook the thoughts away in denial.

He has to make it. He has got to be okay.’ Shiro thought, speeding after the others.

Blue all but smashed through the hangar doors, much to Allura’s shock, and flew directly to her landing point.

Blue landed safely, careful not to shake too much, intending not to hurt Lance any further, and once she had, she turned all her energy towards waking him.

Wake, my Blue paladin. Your teammates need you.’  Blue nudged Lance into consciousness, and he reluctantly complied. He shook his head, attempting to shake away the feelings of agony. Blue supported his attempts by forcing positive emotions into his thought process. 

He felt exceedingly better, and was even capable enough to rise out of his piloting chair, afterwards making his way to the cockpit’s exit.

Keith spun Red into landing position, opened the cockpit, and booked it, running towards Lance as fast as he possibly could.

“Lance?! Lance?!” Keith, Hunk, and Pidge all ran to the Blue Lion, their feet slamming into the cold metal floors of the Castle. Blue’s eyes dimmed, and Keith was on the verge of a mental break down.

“Please be okay, please be okay…” Keith heard Shiro mutter, finally landing Black into the hangar and hopping out quickly. Shiro caught up almost immediately, soon followed by a worried Coran and a panicked Allura.

“Not Lance… Anyone but Lance.” Hunk whispered to himself breathlessly, tears threatening to spill. Keith tried his best to keep his mind from wandering to dark thoughts about Lance’s state.

They skidded to a halt. Blue’s cockpit was opening.

Out stumbled Lance, and Keith tricked himself into feeling relief- until he saw the blood.

There was so much of it.

The crimson substance trickled out of his mouth, down his arm, and there was blood all across his torso. His forehead had blood dripping down the right side of it. His usually soft brown hair was a tangled mess, matted against his head due to all the blood.

Lance?” Keith’s voice cracked.

Lance looked so pale. His knees were shaking. His breathing was uneven. His blue eyes looked so empty. And yet, he still managed to pull off his winning smile without a hitch. Keith’s stomach lurched.

“Yup. In all my wounded, bloody glory.” Lance chuckled, his expression littered with pain.

“We need to get you to the healing pods.” Keith ran forward, and as soon as he got close enough, he lifted Lance into his arms bridal style. Lance’s breathing hitched, but when Keith looked down at him, he smirked.

“Who knew the hotheaded Keith could be such a gentleman?” Lance chuckled, and Keith almost blushed.

“I don’t need a pick up line right now Lance- I need you to keep your eyes open and stay alive.” Keith lifted an eyebrow, lifting one arm slightly. Lance gasped, an agonizing pain shooting through his spine from the faint movement.

Keith stared down at the agony ridden Lance, and finally took a good look at the wound.

His stomach lurched uncomfortably.

Lance had been shot with one of Zarkon’s lasers.

Lance was dying.

Suga Daddy: Part 8

Suga Daddy: 8

Word count: 8.3k

Genre/Warnings: angst, dirty talk, language 

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Summary: Yoongi tells you about his past but is terrified of how you’ll take it.

This came a little early than expected. Anyway, enjoy and thanks for reading.

Parts: {playlist} one | two | three | four | five | six | seven 

Everything felt like it was playing out and slow-motion and all you were doing was twirling the flowers in your hand. You were nauseated and your mind was racing with every possible scenario. You knew that Yoongi couldn’t have a squeaky clean record. Especially with his attitude and the way he talked to you sometimes. For some reason you still loved him, despite that.

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