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Muse

Originally posted by sugutie

Genre: Smut, fluff, angst (it will contain smut in the next parts)

a/n: The story will have another part. So dont worry, im not cutting you off

Description:Jungkook is a  photography major in collaage. Every girl likes him yet he only has eyes for his camera, until he -even tho he hasnt realized it yet-  finds his muse.

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Boyfriend Material

Originally posted by elisebazinga


Pairing: Alex Standall x Reader

Request: “(I saw your requests were open, hopefully they still are??) I’ve seen several “dating Justin would include” and I haven’t see one for my Alex yet:) could you maybe do one of those?“

Word count: 480

Posted: 23rd of April 2017

A/N: I am not good at these because I never did one, but why don’t we give a shot? I hope that you like it and I won’t fail you.
Anyways, I love Alex’s smile so much. His teeth are perfect and, damn, he’s fucking sexy! Sorry, not sorry!

P.S.: Send in some Alex Standall x Reader requests, please!

- G. x

Warning: (Y/L/N) is Your Last Name.


Dating Alex Standall would include:

  • Alex was shy around you at first
  • His friends always teasing the two of you
  • Awkwardly asking you on a date
  • Dinner dates at Rosie’s diner
  • You are the most important person in his life
  • Cheering him up whenever the tapes come across his mind
  • He would run to you to complain about his friends’ problems
  • Constantly stopping him and Montgomery whenever they start a fight
  • Curing his wounds after a fist fight with Montgomery
  • He snaps at you because the disinfectant stings
  • “Stay still, Standall!”
  • Him being possessive whenever Bryce and Montgomery bother you
  • “Fuck off, guys!”
  • Then he would wrap his arms around your waist to protect you
  • Cheering him up whenever he’s depressed or overthinking
  • Calming him down whenever he has a shit day
  • You worrying whenever Clay talks to him about Hannah
  • Being each other’s crying shoulder
  • You both call each other by your surnames when you are fighting or fooling around
  • “Shut up, Standall!”
  • “You shut up, (Y/L/N)!”
  • You always staying by his side whenever Hannah’s tapes torment him
  • You having constant nightmares and calling him to wake him up
  • Your ringtone is louder than any other of his friends, in case you call him in the middle of the night
  • “I’ll be there in 10, stop crying please. I love you.”
  • He’s really sweet to you
  • And sometimes you would cry because you don’t expect it
  • He always calls you with sweet nicknames
  • “Hi there, beautiful!”
  • “Hey there, flatterer!”
  • His friends teasing him whenever they see you flirting with each other
  • He introduces you to his family
  • His father likes you because he sees Alex happy
  • You sometimes come over to cook together with his mum
  • Compliments from Alex and his family
  • “What a great wife you got here, Alex!” His father jokes
  • Sleep overs
  • Window sneaking when you are grounded
  • Cuddling and making out, instead of partying
  • And when you are at a party, he’s overprotective
  • He assures that you don’t drink too much
  • Him taking care of you when alcohol knocks you out
  • PDA
  • You love it when he smiles
  • And he tries to smile a lot
  • Because he knows that it is your weakness
  • You poking at his dimples whenever they show up
  • Him beating you at Volleyball
  • You love it when he plays his electric guitar
  • Worrying when he gets distracted and misses a note
  • Him teaching you how to play a guitar
  • Him being jealous when he sees you with Clay or Justin
  • Him constantly swearing
  • “Standall, words!”
  • “Jesus Christ!” He complains as he rolls his eyes
  • Him being sarcastic
  • Inside jokes that only the two of you understand
  • Sweet and passionate kisses
  • Tight hugs
  • Getting him medicines for his stomach ache
  • Being his personal nurse when he’s sick
  • Walking with hands intertwined
  • Always!
  • “I love you so much, (Y/N).”
  • “I love you too, Alex.”

Show Me That You Love Me

(ao3, buzzfeed article that inspired this nonsense)

(Monday, Feb 6)

Clarke: FYI, I’m telling my coworkers that we’re dating so this creep will stop hitting on me
AT WORK

Bellamy: You can’t just leave it at that.
How creepy are we talking?  
You know if I don’t get specifics my mind jumps straight to the worst-case scenario.

Clarke: It’s not that big a deal? Mostly just annoying
But he won’t take no for an answer so I told him I had a boyfriend

Bellamy: Not a girlfriend?

Clarke: They know I’m bi already because I ranted about gross stereotypes at the Christmas party
It’s why they instituted a two-drink limit
And if he doesn’t respect my hard “no” I doubt he’ll respect my girlfriend’s so
Boyfriend

Bellamy: You sure you don’t want to date him? He sounds like a charmer.

Clarke: I was sure the first fifteen times he asked and my decision hasn’t wavered.
I wouldn’t have even mentioned it to you except I know Anya comes to the bar sometimes and I didn’t want you to blow my cover

Bellamy: Consider your cover secure.

Clarke: Thanks. I owe you one.

Bellamy: What are fake boyfriends for?

* * *

(Wednesday, Feb 8)

Clarke: WTF???

Bellamy: I see you got my flowers.

Clarke: They’re hard to miss seeing as they take up MY WHOLE CUBICLE
It smells like a rainforest
My allergies are killing me
Seriously. Why.

Bellamy: Can’t I just show my fake girlfriend that I appreciate her?
Why must you always assume I have ulterior motives?

Clarke: Because I know how expensive flowers can be and you’re the biggest coupon-clipping Scrooge I know

Bellamy: I’m helping!
I’m just trying to back up your story, Princess.

Clarke: You’re just trying to embarrass me in front of my coworkers is what you’re doing

Bellamy: Remember that time you made me do karaoke with you?
Some might consider us even now.

Clarke: You know Valentine’s Day is next week right? If you do something like this on a random Wednesday, you’re going to have to do something for that too or else Cage will think we’ve broken up

Bellamy: So I’m going to have to top myself is what you’re saying.

Clarke: I don’t think that’s what I said at all

Bellamy: If you insist, Princess.

Clarke: I don’t insist. I STRONGLY DO NOT INSIST.

Bellamy: Unrelated question: what song would you most like to have serenaded to you?

Clarke: If that’s how it’s gonna be then start preparing yourself
Cause it’s on, Blake

Bellamy: Dammit, I did not think this through.

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PSA

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So! Today I woke up to a message from @sadlildarling (thank you), who linked me to THIS FIC, (which was posted yesterday, aka 4/29/17), by tumblr user @argentmauve, saying that they thought it sounded really similar to my own fic, Daddy Devil, (or rather, the prologue to the actual story), which I posted last August (more specifically, 8/10/2016). 

Usually if someone tells me a fic sounds similar to mine, I look it over and if it’s not pretty much word for word, or they just have a similar concept, I don’t do anything. Because humans think alike, sometimes. But, in this case….literally the entire fic is nearly the same. A few words changed here and there, but the setup is the same, some of the sentences are copied word for word.

Not to mention, the title is literally the same, but with Draco Malfoy added on.

Theirs:

Mine:

I mean….even if you read the first few paragraphs it sounds nearly identical…

Theirs:

Mine:

Right?

Also, I suppose I should say at this point, that I did message them this morning, asking this–

(the person who linked me isn’t a follower, oops, but still)

ANYWAY–my plan was that things could hopefully be resolved peacefully, and I was trying to be nice, but instead I was blocked (I assume, as I can no longer view their blog on the mobile app or send them direct messages).

So, clearly that didn’t go well! Which is why I am now making this post to call them out!

Here’s another instance, later on in their “fic”, where some of the phrasing has even been copied word for word

Theirs:

Anddd, here’s mine:

LITERALLY THE LINE “…manages to see one woman choking on cock and another in the reverse cowboy position before the door shuts in his face” IS EXACTLY THE SAME.

I don’t know about you, but usually that doesn’t happen in fics.

There are a handful of other instances throughout their fic where it just doesn’t seem original, if you compare it to mine, side by side–MINE, which was written 6 months ago, and already has TWO chapters that follow–there’s just no way it could be their own fic. It’s mine, with a few phrases and names changed.

I honestly wished to just resolve the situation calmly, but after being ignored and having the feature to message them removed from me, this is where we are now.

I ask of them, AGAIN, to PLEASE JUST REMOVE THE FIC. To save us both from further trouble, please just take it down and make both of our lives easier.

P.S. I Love You- A Sirius Black Imagine

A/N: I know, I know, two imagines in one night? Anyways, this is a little something that I decided to work on and post tonight in dedication to @goblackhatwithme . I hope you enjoy it, Renee! There are probably many mistakes in this so I am sorry but I wanted to get this posted tonight. This also has nothing to do with the film “P.S. I Love You,” but I thought it was a cute title. Hope you all enjoy!

Originally posted by nellaey

It was a lazy Saturday afternoon. You were in the boys’ dormitory, lounging on Sirius’ bed and waiting for him to get out of the shower. You sighed in slight annoyance as you knew it was going to be a while. He was always so keen on using the “finest muggle products for his precious hair” and cursed Lily and yourself for showing them to him in the first place.

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Love letter from Noctis

Poor little awkward emo prince. My first piece of writing for FFXV is a thank you to everyone who creates for this fandom! It’s mildly NSFW (suggestive language) and hella awkward and rambly…because it’s from Noct. hah!

I want to do the rest of the bros but we’ll see if I can be creative for more  than five minutes.

Gender neutral reader s/o. Pre timeskip. No spoilers.

Special thanks to @iinkpools @chocobrodreamteam @ladyscientia and @nifwrites, whose works I’ve read over and over again.

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If I Die Young

Originally posted by juddxdunkelheit


Pairing: Alex Standall x Reader

Summary: (Y/N) finding out that Alex committed suicide.

Word count: 1.828

Posted: 01st of May 2017

A/NThis is my 50th imagine, since the day I’ve started, on the 22nd of February, and I wanted to post my favourite imagine, so far. I was listening to the song and an imagine inspiration came into my mind. This made me cry so much, I wonder why I keep on doing this to myself. Anyways, I may post a part two of this imagine! Keep an eye out! 
If you have some Alex requests, feel free to send some in. Thank you so much, guys!

P.S.: (SPOILER!) Before you attack me, I would like to clarify that I think that Alex committed suicide and he wasn’t  shot by Tyler. I mean, he had different signs to show that he was suicidal and I don’t want to be attacked for my own opinion. Thank you.

- G. x

Warning: Mentions committing suicide/shooting, blood, possible death, swearing.


“What did Alex do?! No, I know Alex and he wouldn’t do it!” You shouted while talking to Alex’s dad through the phone. You respected him, but you were shocked for the news that he had in store. “Tell me that he really didn’t do it! Tell me, please!” You hysterically shouted inside of your car as your tears slowly streamed down your face.

“I…” His dad was speechless. He couldn’t believe that his son had the courage to do something like that. He didn’t know what to say, because he was shocked too.

“Alex needs me, I am on my way.” You bit your lower lip as you ended the phone call and threw your phone on the passenger’s seat beside you. “Fuck, Standall!” You hit your steering wheel many times as you cried loudly and uncontrollably on it.

You were scared and heartbroken at the same time. How could Alex ever think of doing that certain thing? He knew that you were still by his side, but why did he leave you? Scratch that, he would never leave you, the right question was why did he choose to do that?

“Alex Standall, please.” You impatiently asked at the nurse for his room at the reception hall. You still had tear stains on your cheeks and you were still hiccupping for pouring your heart out.

“Only the relatives can visit the patient.” The nurse strictly said even though she saw that you were desperate to see Alex. You clenched your teeth as you were trying to stay calm. “Sorry.”

“I am his fucking best friend, so let me in!” You lost your control, because of the thought that you could lose Alex at any moment. “Damn it, that guy was my life and he shot himself in the head, he needs his best friend right now. He fucking needs me right now and you wouldn’t let me in! How can you be so fucking selfish!” You poured your anger and you blamed the nurse for what you were feeling at that moment.

You surely were making a scene and you got some dirty and some pitiful looks from the people that stayed there, but you didn’t care. You wanted to see your best friend and you demanded to see him.

“Security at the reception hall please.” She severely said as she contacted the guards using the phone on her desk. You shot her a death glare as you thought how uncompassionate and callous she was.

“No need, she’s with me.” A deep voice was heard behind you and it revealed you Alex’s dad. “She’s part of the family.” You felt relieved for that and you had your hopes up for a little bit.

“Officer Standall!” You tightly hugged him and he hugged you back. You felt tears still streaming down your face and you broke the hug so his uniform wouldn’t be stained by your tears. “Thank you for being heartless!” You spat those words as if they were venom in your mouth. You didn’t mean to be rude, but you were desperate and the thought of having your best friend in a hospital room terrified you even more.

“C'mon!” He pressed his lips on your temple to give you kiss. He considered you as his daughter and seeing you like that broke his heart even more.

You both walked through the hospital halls with a heavy heart. You were afraid to know if Alex was fine, if he would survive, but you were convinced that he would. In fact, you were already thinking of how you would slap him silly when he’s gotten out of that redundant place. You were thinking of how you would scold him, of how you would take care of him, of how you would tell him that you loved him so much.

“Go on.” Officer Standall encouraged you as he let you enter Alex’s room. You slowly nodded while turning the doorknob to open it.

“Alex.” You murmured to yourself as you saw your best friend lying on a hospital bed. There were uncountable wires attached to his body and your heart sank as you hated him for that short moment. How could he appear that calm when you were being desperate and frantic? “Lex, please wake up.”

You walked near his bed and you took a seat on the chair beside it. You wandered your eyes around the room and everything was white: the walls, the bedsheets, the window curtains. Everything.

“Lex, I am here now.” You grabbed his right hand, luckily that his dextrose was attached on his other hand. “Wake up, stop joking because I am clearly not.”

There was silence in the room, the only thing that could be heard was your soft sobs and the heart monitor that kept on beeping as it flashed Alex’s poor heart rates.

“Alex, I can’t accept this. We aren’t kids anymore, stop playing our old games.” You harshly tortured your bottom lip as you prevented yourself from crying.

You remembered how Alex used to pretend that he was asleep whenever his parents would arrive home and you were his partner in crime. You would play jokes on his brother too, scaring him to death when Alex pretended that he was a zombie.

“Standall, it’s okay if you don’t wake up right now, but please hold on.” You tightened your grip on his hand as tears started to wet your hands. “I am sorry for letting this to happen. I am sorry because I didn’t cheer you up enough, I am sorry because I wasn’t able to make you feel better after those fucking tapes.”

You looked at Alex and you admired his angelic and peaceful face. He had a bandage wrapped around his head with a big blood stain on it. Some of his platinum blonde hair was covered with blood and it made you cry even more.

“Lex, remember the last time you made me cry like this?” You asked him even though you knew that he wouldn’t respond. “Yes, that was during our first and last fight. Alex, you humiliated me in public because I let Montgomery kiss me. Yup, that asshole. I accepted that, but I wouldn’t accept this. You are making me cry and this is the worst reason that you could ever come up to.”

You looked at his pale lips and you thought of how much you preferred those lips than Montgomery’s.

“Standall, you are my best friend because you are you and you never failed to make me laugh. You even made fun of yourself in public when I was so down for a low grade.” You smiled as you remembered those things, still feeling hot tears running down your cheeks. “You even let yourself get beaten up for me.” You shook your head.

“I love defending you!” Alex exclaimed as you were scolding him for getting his ass beaten up.

“You didn’t have to do that, silly!” You smiled at him as you were curing the scars and the wounds.

“I didn’t have to, but I wanted to.” Alex has said as he dealt with the stinging feeling of the disinfectant. “You know that I would catch a bullet for you, right?”

“Ha! Funny, right?” You sarcastically laughed. “You caught a bullet, but not for me.” You caressed his unanimated hand with your thumb. “I didn’t want for you to catch a bullet for me! I wanted for you to stay beside me, forever and always.”

You appreciated the heat that his hand was emanating and you felt safe, even though you were so scared.

“Little did we both know that I fell in love with you, I fell in love with that contagious and funny laugh of yours, with that broken smile and your dimples. I loved your platinum hair, even though I teased you a lot because of it. I love everything about you, but, mostly,” You confessed and you knew that he could hear you. “I love you, Alex Standall.” You stood up to give a sweet and soft kiss on his pale lips.

You admired his peaceful face once again and smiled.

“I am waiting for you, okay?” You whispered to him and you caressed his hand again. He squeezed your hand and it gave you hope somehow. “Please, don’t go.”

You were about to let go of his hand to call the doctors, but your world was destroyed and it turned upside down as you heard the flatline sound of the heart monitor. Your heart stopped together with his and you fell back on your sit, tears uncontrollably flowing like a river.

“Fuck, Alex!” You couldn’t believe of the happening and you panicked as you gripped on his hand even tighter, tears burnt your red cheeks. “Alex, don’t leave me! Alex! Please don’t!”

“Excuse us, ma'am!” You didn’t hear that the nurses entered his room and you were suddenly pulled away. “Ma'am, please.” The nurses slightly shouted since it seemed like you couldn’t hear them.

“Alex!” You shouted as they forced you to let Alex’s hand go. “Alex, fight! Please!”

“It will be alright.” Those words were the last words you heard from the nurses that night. They left you on the hallway as they did their work inside the room. You saw Alex’s dad with his brother, they were both crying and mourning.

You leant on the white and candid wall behind you as you sobbed, letting your body fall on the ground. You couldn’t understand anything around you as you suddenly saw Alex’s figure across the hall, looking at you and smiling.

And I’ll be wearing white when I come into your kingdom, I’m as green as the ring on my little cold finger.” You sang together with Alex while he was playing his guitar at your school’s music room.

I’ve never known the lovin’ of a man, but it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand, there’s a boy here in town says he’ll love me forever, who would have thought forever could be severed by.” You sang as you were sobbing loudly. You couldn’t continue the song, so you let the music flow as people cried and felt sorry for you.

“(Y/N).” Zach rubbed your back as he tried to comfort you.

“It was for you, Lex, although you promised me that you were the one who would’ve sang it at my funeral.” You said as your voice cracked and your heart broke even more. “Unfair.”

“I promise that I will sing that to you at your funeral.” Alex promised as you did your pinky promise and he unleashed a deep sigh because he already knew that he would’ve taken away his life soon, sad to break his promise.

That night, when the nurses have told you that everything will be alright, you already knew that you lost Alex, you knew that you lost the most important person in your life.


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Requested by anonymous

“Sooooooooo” your best friend said smirking and trying to get a peak at your list “who’d you get?”.

You blushed a little bit just thinking about it. It was still hard to believe who you got as your first pick. He was just so out of your league, not that you wouldn’t love to go out with this particular boy you just couldn’t imagine it happening.
“Zach Dempsey first of my list” you explained making your friend squeal.

“Lucky! You have to call him!”.

“No way! Are you crazy? He’d never-” you froze once you saw none other then Zach himself walking toward you. You tried to convince yourself he wasn’t coming over to you however he was looking right at you.

“Hey [Y/N]” Zach finally said once he approached the two of you. He had the sweetest smile on your face and you couldn’t stop your heart from beating really fast.

“H…hey”.

“So ah” Zach let out a nervous laugh before he continued “you know the dollar Valentine thing? Wait of course you do sorry stupid question. But ah anyway I got mine back and… your on my list. This may sound really stupid but I was wondering if you’d maybe. I don’t know, go out with me tonight or something?”.

You felt like you were going to faint. This was a joke right? It had to be… but if it was why did Zach seem so nervous?

“Yeah Zach. I’d love to go out with you”.

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Klance Week Scars

“It was only once I swear!”

“Once is enough Keith! I wanna know why!”

“Uhg fine.”


It had been not long after Shiro had disappeared. Keith was now the black paladin and it was more stressful than he thought. He couldn’t do all of what he usually did; which was go off on his own and think for himself first. When you were a leader that just didn’t happen.

Not only that but Allura kept giving him those dirty looks. Looks that said I don’t trust you and I don’t know if I ever will. Lance kept sending him those looks that he thought Keith couldn’t see. Looks that said he didn’t understand why he had to be taken away from his lion just because of Keith.

Keith was beginning to crack under the pressure of the looks that Pidge, Hunk, and Coran gave him asking for him to lead them like Shiro would. 

But he couldn’t.

It was once that was the truth. He never did it again. Because Shiro came back and things went back to normal. He never did it again.


“Why do you care so much anyway!”

“Because I love you and I don’t want you to be like me!”


Lance did it because he felt like he was in control of something. He finally felt like he wasn’t a puppet.

He felt like he was in control of his place on Voltron. He felt like he was in control of his crush on Kieth. He felt like he had control over where he was going in life.

But he didn’t. It was simply a fantasy for as long as those cuts bled.

Celebrity Crush - Part Three

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Note: It took me so long to finally get this out, but I honestly think it was worth the wait. :) Thanks @adothoe for proofreading. <3

Word Count: 2910

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x Reader

Warnings: nada. just extreme amounts of fluff

The song you wrote with Daveed ended up becoming the first single you released from your album. When you released it just a month after you wrote it, the media went absolutely nuts. People loved the song and it wasn’t long before it became a hit. ‘Good for You’ being in the top charts meant one thing for you and Daveed: you needed to shoot a music video.

Now, this didn’t sound like it was a big deal at first, but the more you thought about it, the bigger deal it was. The song was…more on the sexy side of music than it was to anything else, which meant that your music video would have to mirror that.

You didn’t know what to expect the day of the shoot, but on the way there, you couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous.

“It’s Daveed, Y/N. You know, the guy you’re like– in love with? If I were you, I’d do a sexy music video with him any day.” Your manager told you on the car ride there.

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Make You Laugh

Genre: fluff; high school au

Pairing: Im Changkyun x Reader

Word Count: 1.7k

Summary: *REQUESTED* You have the biggest crush on the class clown. Unfortunately, he can’t even take himself seriously…

You weren’t thrilled to have chemistry first thing in the morning. You weren’t excited for the first day of school. It was your senior year and you had already had it with high school. You just wanted to take your SAT again to get a better score and be done with it. Your mom would die if you didn’t get into a decent college.

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Home Alone Tonight, Part 1

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Story Summary: Told from the POV of the reader, what happens when the reader and her ex are at the same bar and Finn Balor comes to the rescue.
Pairing: Finn Balor X OFC
Chapter Summary:  The night at the bar, laughter, selfies and drama later.
Note: Cursing. Mentions of cheating ex’s. 

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Birth Simulator - Jack Maynard

Requested: Yes

Request: Open

A/N: I loved the request but I changed it up so it wasn’t the reader who was doing it but it was Jack.

Originally posted by jackmaynard-23

Today I was with my boyfriend, Jack, his brother, Conor, and one of his best friends, Joe. Jack and I had been dating for a year now and I was absolutely in love. I was very much friends with all the boys in the Buttercream Squad and they felt like family to me. Joe had asked Jack to do a video with him and Jack happily agreed. So if Joe asked Jack to do a video, that automatically meant that Conor and I would be coming along with him. 

Conor and I were sitting behind the equipment in Joe’s room while Jack and Joe were sitting on the bed. 

“Welcome back to Suggy Surgery!” said Joe, in one of his many funny voices, “So today we are back at it again with the birth simulator! And today we have Jack Maynard.” 

“Hello.” said Jack, waving his hand.

“Are you ready Jack?” asked Joe.

“Yup, Conor even let me borrow his outfit from last time!” Jack pulled out the hospital gown that Conor had used in Joe’s earlier video he did with Conor. All four of us burst out laughing. 

“Did you really keep that Conor?” Joe asked.

“I mean, why wouldn’t I?” said Conor in a funny accent. We all started to laugh again. 

“Okay so we know that Jack probably has some kids out there somewhere.” said Joe.

“Well I’m hoping not in the past year he hasn’t. ” I said. 

“Don’t worry Y/N, I don’t.” said Jack.

“Stop interrupting Y/N!” joked Joe. 

“Okay, okay. I’ll stop.” I surrendered. 

“Anyway, Jack will be answering a series of questions that I asked you guys on Twitter to send in, that are questions that only women or girls would know. So Jack go get changed into you special outfit.” Jack got up and put on the hospital dress on and sat back down. 

“I think that looks great on you Jack.” said Joe.

“Shut up Joe.” said Jack with a frown on his face. 

“Now I am going to hook Jack up to the labor pain simulator and for every time you get a question wrong you will get a contraction.” 

“Shit.” said Jack. 

“Lets get you strapped in. Will you please lift up your dress?” Joe asked, pulling out the contraction device. 

“Oh, Joe. Stop it.” said Jack pretending to blush. Joe took so long trying to strap him into it, both Conor and I had to help.

“Well that took forever.” said Jack. He laid down on a bunch of pillows. 

“Now we are going to test it. If you feel any thing just say.” instructed Joe. He turned the knob. “Can you feel that?” Jack nodded his head no. Joe turned the knob up once more. Jack let out a little squeal. 

“Oh God!” said Jack. 

“First question,” said Joe. “So this comes in from Grace and she says, when does menopause start?” 

“How the fuck am I supposed to know this?” groaned Jack. “Uh, 70?” I burst out laughing. 

“Sorry Jack but that is wrong. Time for the first contraction.” He turned in on, and Jack let out a slight scream of pain. Joe, Conor and I kept on laughing. 

As the game went on, the contractions got worse. Jack got two correct and eight of them wrong. By the end, he had almost lost his voice from all the screaming. He also made Conor and I hold his hands for the last two. It was finally over and we were all just hanging out at Joe’s flat. Joe was starting to edit the video, and Jack and I were lounging on the couch, his arm around my shoulder. Conor had run to go get some Nando’s for us.  Joe would occasionally laugh from watching the video again. 

“You know,” said Jack, “I started to cry from the last one.” 

“You’re such a baby sometimes.” I teased. Jack kissed my temple. 

“We should have a kid sometime.” said Jack. 

“Well, we will have to get married before that happens, and we will definitely be having more than one kid.” I said. 

“Fine, get married and then have kids.” said Jack. “Sounds like a plan.”

anonymous asked:

Could you possibly write a drabble about viktor's reaction to yuuri in a crop top? And maybe him talking/screaming to chris about it and chris just making fun of him.

Hopefully this is sort of what you’re looking for…


Viktor stopped skating when his phone notification went off and skated over to the barrier ignoring Yakov’s yell.  The only time that particular chime went off was a social media update regarding Yuuri.  Yakov huffed and turned away from Viktor and started yelling at Mila who had the other half of the ice that morning.

Grabbing his phone, Viktor swiped it open and opened Instagram.  And there is was a new Instagram video starring Yuuri.  God Bless Phichit Chulanont.

Viktor stuck in an earbud and pressed play, once again ignoring Yakov’s yell that if he wasn’t back on the ice in under five minutes that he was going to pull him out of every competition for the season.  Viktor didn’t care.  He would, in five minutes, but right then the need to watch a video of Yuuri was much more important.

The music was some pop ballad that Viktor didn’t recognize, but he was very familiar with the moves that Yuuri was doing.  Floor work for ballet.  Yet all the ballet terminology fled his mind because Yuuri was dancing in a crop top.  Not just any crop top either.  He had been wearing a full men’s ballet leotard, but the top was pulled down and his stomach was showing.  The black cotton brushed the skin over his belly button as he turned and the metallic design in silver blurred as Yuuri went into a turn.

Viktor knew then that he had died.  He was dead.  Breath would no longer fill his lungs because it had all been stolen by that too beautiful man.  Fuck.

“VIKTOR!”

With a last glance at the looping video, Viktor closed his phone and set it down.  He only stumbled on his spins three times the rest of the day, each time because he couldn’t get the sight of Yuuri Katsuki turning in a crop top and leotard bottoms out of his head.  Fuck.

***

“Chris.  I need help.  Send me a nude or something.”

“WHAT?!”  Chris coughed and Viktor switched his phone to the other ear while Chris worked on not choking.  Viktor really did have rather impeccable timing when it came to making Chris choke on whatever he was eating or drinking.  "Are you insane?  I am not sending you a nude.  Why do you want one anyway?“

Viktor sighed.  "Did you see what that friend of Yuuri’s posted today?  Did you?  Because I did and it almost killed my spins.  I can’t handle it.”

“Hold on a minute.”

Viktor waited while Chris probably checked his Instagram.  He tapped his fingers on the tabletop and Makkachin came running.  His girl always knew when Viktor was agitated and he dug his fingers into her curls and rubbed her head.  "Good pup.“

Chris’s low whistle signalled his return to the conversation.  "Do you need a cardiologist, Viktor?”

“I need a distraction.  Send nudes.”

“No.  You need to book a flight to visit that boy.  Did you see the yoga video?”

Viktor swallowed, his heart starting to beat faster.  "Yoga?“

“Yuuri apparently is a master at Downward Dog.”

“Fuck.”  Viktor turned to his computer and hit his bookmark for Instagram and there it was, posted just minutes prior.  Yuuri doing yoga.  No leotard this time, he was in sweatpants and a different top.  It might have been a crop top, might not have been.  All Viktor knew was that the sweatpants were resting low on his hips, his hipbones jutting out and the shirt had fallen down around his neck, and the expanse of lightly tanned chest could be seen.  "Seriously, fuck.“

Chris took a breath.  "You know you’ll be disappointed with any nudes that are not of Yuuri, so either call the boy or watch those videos on repeat.  Or you could always pull out the video of his bondage skate…”

Viktor inhaled sharply.  "Why are you my friend?“

"Because I give great advice and drink with you when you ignore it?”

“There’s that.”

We’re coming for you whether the Muggles like it or not, you can’t miss the World Cup, only Mum and Dad reckon it’s better if we pretend to ask their permission first. If they say yes, send Pig back with your answer pronto, and we’ll come and get you at five o’clock on Sunday. If they say no, send Pig back pronto and we’ll come and get you at five o’clock on Sunday anyway.
—  Never, ever doubt that Ronald Bilius Weasley is the best friend anyone could possibly wish for.

anonymous asked:

waahhh congrats on 1,500 followers!! could you do seven, zen, and yoosung for 🛏??

Yoosung 

“We’re at the supermarket and I’m trying this new health craze my friend suggested to me and I can feel your silent waves of judgement as I pick up my third pack of kale”

“You don’t even like this shit” Yoosung scoffed observing the various items you had placed in the shopping cart.

“You know it’s hard to believe that you’re the same boy who couldn’t even speak to me when we first met, yet look at you now slagging off my avocado”

The two of you carried on proceeding down the aisles. Every time you put something healthy in the cart Yoosung would but something equally unhealthy. You had been sending him subtle glares the whole time.

“Why are you buying all this anyway” Yoosung finally asked breaking the tension between you two.

“Well…You know that girl who sits behind us in lectures”

“The one with the nipple peircing”

“How do you know she has a nipple piercing” 

“Stuff gets around” Yoosung shrugged scanning the aisles nonchalantly before catching sight of a six pack of ice cream.

“Anyway I overheard her talking about some wonder diet and I did some snooping and it has like a 99.9% success rating” 

“Is this the banana diet all over again”

“No this one will actually work” you grumbled grabbing the kale Yoosung had removed from the cart

“It’s the banana diet all over again”

“Piss off”


Zen 

“you’re my roommate and the only one on campus who isn’t planning on going home for christmas bc you have family troubles but my mom wouldn’t mind if u stayed with us for christmas so u won’t be alone”

You gingerly walked towards your parent’s front door, taking a deep breath, poising your key inline with the door your were about to place it in the keyhole before your wrist was seized by Zen’s hand.

“Are you sure your mom’s okay with this?” Zen asked looking anxiously at you

“Of course you’re my roommate, plus my mom’s cool”

You twisted the key entering the warmth of your childhood home. It hadn’t changed much and you could smell the sweet aroma of cookies wafting over from the kitchen. Your mother came out decked in an apron, covered in various cookie dough, flour and icing stains.

“____ you’re back” she exclaimed hurrying over to engulf you in a hug, “and you brought a boyfriend”

“Ahh no he’s just my roommate, I invited him round so he wouldn’t have to spend Christmas alone”

“Oh.. that’s a shame, he’s cute” she sighed turning back to return to the kitchen, “Well the more the merrier”

“Mother!” you screeched as you followed in pursuit. Zen trailing behind you still taking in his surroundings. Your mother returned with a large crimson book that looked oddly familiar.

“Do you want to look at ____’s baby pictures” your mother gleamed carefully stroking the book. A look of horror was clearly etched on your face when you heard Zen’s reply.

“I’d love to”

“Kill me now”


Seven

“Okay, I’m lowkey getting fed up of you always ‘sleepwalking’ into my room and getting in my bed to cuddle at three am” 

“This is getting ridiculous now” you sighed as you felt the blanket shift and a body crawl into your bead. Saeyoung’s arms wrap around your torso as he nuzzles his head into your neck pretending to be asleep.

“I know you’re awake so don’t try an pull that shit on me”

“Why can’t you just accept my affections” Saeyoung mumbled as his arms tightened around you.

“I’m not really ready for a relationship right now” you said turning to face Saeyoung, sleep deprivation evident on your face.

“Is this because I ate all the Honey Buddha Chips, cause I said I was sorry?”

“No, and you still owe me for that” you pouted fiddling with the hem of your nightshirt.

“And anyway, I can’t help it I have a condition” 

“Oh is this your apparent ‘sleepwalking’ that makes you end up in my room each time “ you scoffed 

“Yes..and i don’t appreciate your sarcasm”

“Well sorry I don’t believe the person who faked a proposal to get a free meal”

“That cheesecake was worth it tho” he chuckled brushing a strand of your hair out of your face.

“Fuck I can’t argue with that”

~Admin Petty

Wrong Person- Alex Nylander

Originally posted by eralchen66

Ok so there’s a lot of the brothers Nylander today so I’m breaking it up a little with switching the second Willy one with a second Mitch one tomorrow (I’m terrible with planning sue me). So enjoy Alex!

Warning: mentions of nudes and mentions of sexting (NOTHING IS OVER PG PROMISE)

Anon Request: Im here requesting all the time imagines about the nylanders 😂 anyway could you do one where youre dating Alex and then Will accidentally sees a Nude you sent ? Love your blog❤️❤️

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