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Hold On (Jace x Reader)

A/N: Sorry for the two sad imagines in a row with Jace. I didn’t even notice until I went to post.

Request: Do a sad imagine where Jace won’t listen and his sister pays for it later on or something? Idk even know please? Maybe with the song hold on?

 “Why do you treat me like I’m a kid?” You yelled out at Jace. You two were fighting again. Yes sibling fight but you two seemed to put a different meaning to it lately. You guys couldn’t even breath the same air without an argument breaking out.

“Because you’re a kid Y/N”

“I’m only a year younger then you Jace” You huffed out, crossing your arms. Jace rolled his eyes at your action. Jace may be the older sibling but he always acted like the youngest especially now with that Fray girl in the picture.

“A year means a lot”

“You’re the one making rash decisions to please some girl” You shouted getting sick of Jace’s attitude. He seem cool and collected until you brought Clary into the mixed.

“Don’t make this about her” Jace took a step towards you, his fist were tightly together by his side. He was angry from your words which rarely ever happened.

“Why not? Literally everything you do now involves her. All of these secrets missions that almost get you killed are for her! Jace just open your eyes see where this is going” Jace just shook his head and spoke

“You wouldn’t understand you’re too young”

“Here we go again” You said rolling your eyes. It was a habit that you picked up from your best friend Alec. “Well how about this? Since I’m too young to understand why don’t you? I’m smarter Jace, I care about my life unlike you.” With that you turned on your heel leaving the room, not wanting to stay. Not knowing what you would do if your anger got out of hand.


 You punch the bag trying to get all of the anger out of your body. You couldn’t think straight knowing Jace was gone out with Clary again. What if something happened to him this time? Jace was the only family you had left no matter what. If something went wrong you would not only lose your brother but best friend. With everything going through your mind you didn’t even hear Alec entered the room until he touched your shoulder. Not knowing who it was you whipped around and sent a punch flying their way. Luckily enough Alec saw it coming and had a chance to step back.

“You know not to sneak up on anyone Alec especially shadowhunters” You huffed with your arms crossed, trying to get your breathing back to normal from the fright he gave you.

“I thought you heard me, I called your name but obviously not” Alec said as he rolled his eyes at you, then handed you a water bottle.

“You think” You drown the water bottle in seconds not really noticing how thirsty you were until it met your lips. “What is it anyway?”

“We got to go help Jace and Clary they need some backup” You shouldve known as Alec was wearing his gear and his arrows bag was on his shoulder but you didn’t.

“Why does this not surprise me” You let out as you packed your things up. You changed your shirt quickly not caring Alec was in the room since you had did it many times before.

“Ready?” Alec asked and you nodded your head before you two headed out.


 Walking into a busy club was not on your plans tonight but Jace needed help and you weren’t just going to leave him for himself. You didn’t want to send Alec alone there either so this way was the safest. You guys pushed your way through all of the drunk downworlders and mundanes as if you were one. Places like these made the lines that were drawn be easier. No one really cared who you were here. Catching a sight of light come from the back, you knew it was from a seraph blade.

“Alec this way” You shouted trying to be heard above the music. You finally made it with Alec right behind you. Both of you steady your weapons before you slammed open the door. Alec and you stopped in your tracks when you saw what was happening. There were demons everywhere. Jace and Clary looked so helpless. You wonder how they managed to make it this long. Not wanting to waste anymore time you and Alec started to fight. Taking them down a few at a time brought back hope to Clary and Jace. It was like they suddenly had all of the energy in the world to fight. You were all fighting as hard as you could.

“WATCH OUT” You yelled towards Clary but she didn’t hear. You pushed her out of the way from the demon that was coming up from behind her but you weren’t so lucky. You must of judged the timing wrong because all you could feel was pain shooting into your veins. It felt like acid and all you could do was fall back. Jace and Alec looked back at the sound of your dreadful screams, their faces turning into straight horror. Jace ran over since Alec could fight the last few. Tears were already falling down his cheeks as he picked you up from the cold ground.

“Hey Y/N, you’re going to be alright. Just stay with me” Jace said letting the tears fall onto your clothes as he held you. He pushed back some of your hair that now laid on your face. Jace was staring at his little sister and all he could think was this was his fault. Only if he had stayed back like you wished. Your words kept coming back to his mind

“I care about my life unlike you”

Your life that Jace might have ruined. Jace took out the sphere from his pocket to burn over your  iratze runes but it wouldn’t work. You could barely see now, all you could feel was the pain. It was getting worse by the second and all you wanted was to rest.

“Jace” You said lifting your hand up to hold his cheek. Your skin colour was getting paler “It’s hurts too much”

“I know, you can make it” You shook your head no at Jace’s response, you knew what was going to happened. “You can make it, don’t doubt yourself”

“Jace please.. Just..” Your eyes were getting heavier and you could barely speak “I’m sorry” And with that your eyes shut and the pain faded away from your body.

“NO NO” Jace shouted shaking your body wanting to get a respond. But nothing happened, you didn’t move.

“Jace” Alec said placing a hand on his shoulder, with tears in his own eyes. His best friend just die in front of him.

“We got to get her to the Silent Brothers” Jace said quickly looking up at his parabatai but Alec just shook his head. It was too late, there never would of been time.

“No Jace. It’s over”

“It can’t be” Jace voice cracked and all he could do was cried holding your body. “She can’t be gone. Not my little sister” Alec sat down on the ground next to him, wrapping a hand around Jace for comfort. Clary watched from afar knowing that she was partly to blame for this, she didn’t know what to think anymore. This whole world was too much. Jace cried and it started to rain. Like some kind of stupid movie you would always make him watch. He wasn’t a big brother anymore, you the only family he had left was gone. Why didn’t he listen to you? He cost his baby sister her life. He knew he could never forgive himself. The thought that in a few hours he would be seeing all white made him sick. He knew then that it would really hit. You were gone.

anonymous asked:

idk why the hell ppl asks you to write sad stuff about the guys. like, what happened to them wasn't sad enough to you goddamn masochists?? I just want to read happy stuff, it tears me apart to read things were Dyl cry. btw, I love your blog, I love your blurbs, I love ur writing <33 could you write a blurb talking about little things dylan would do to his shorter girlfriend? idk if you got my point but its ok lol bye thanks <3

hi bby!! I think the main thing is that when people are hurting they wanna be able to relate to someone else! and a lot of people in the tcc find comfort in Eric and Dylan and see themselves in them, so having them written into the same situation offers a feeling of… not alone-ness? ya know what I mean? it hurts to think about them suffering, yes, but a lot of people sometimes feel isolated with their mental issues and it’s just comforting to think that the boys would understand it.

that’s not to say you’re wrong or anything for wanting only happy stuff! because there’s also the viewpoint of they were sad, we’re sad, everyone has been sad enough already so why not write them into happy situations and forget about the bad stuff for a while? both sides make sense and neither one is “wrong” or “right”, I think they’re just different ways to cope!

anyways, onto the blurb!!

• he’d act like kind of a dick sometimes and not lean down when you wanted a kiss n make u struggle to reach him

• resting his arm on top of ur head while talking to friends

• pointing at two things side by side that are drastically different sizes and saying “hey look it’s us” ((like big trees and saplings, a large bird beside a small one, pics of animals with their babies, little cars parked beside big trucks, etc))

• pretending like he can’t hear you from “way down there”

• sometimes actually not being able to hear you

• piggy!! back!! rides!!!

• calling u things like “shortstack” or “shrimp” (in a joking manner ofc)

• holding you from behind and resting his chin on your head

• letting u wear his shirts and they’re so big they fit u like a dress

• holding things above ur head and making u give him a kiss before giving them back

Why we were fighting

Originally posted by stars-come-0ut

To say that Waller made a huge mistake was misunderstanding. Everyone who at least once looked at the Squad knew that (y/n) (y/l/n) and Chato Santana together were no good, to say the last. From the very begin of work of the (h/c) metahuman with the squad, they hated each other. They were always fighting, not ever once giving up on the opportunity to hurt each other, physically or emotionally.

And yet, Amanda Waller send them on the mission, together, without of anyone to accompany them. The effect of that was that, that not even three hours of the official start of their mission, they were fighting with each other, which ended with them being captured by the guys they were supposed to take down. Some kind of gang or something like that, (y/n) weren’t sure, taking that she weren’t listening after she was told, that she is parred on this mission with Chato.

Now, they were, tied to each others back, sitting on the cold floor of the cellar of some sort. She with big cut on her brow and blood slowly running down her face, and him, still unconscious.

“I swear to god, if you won’t wake up in like two seconds, I will personally rip your heart out!” She growled at him, showing her head back and hitting him on his own. Finally he groaned and opened his eyes, looking around.

“What’s going on?”
“Oh, finally our beloved princess had woke up. As you can see, you stupid fuck, we got captured by those assholes and now, we are probably going to die, just because, you were too stupid to shut your stupid mouth as I told you!” She showed her head back, once more hitting him.

“Ow! Stop it!”

“Ha! What more? You got us in this situation, then I’m going to punish you!” Before she was able to hit him again, he burned slightly her arm, that was pressed tightly to his. She growled at him. “You son of a…”

“You try to hit me again, I burn you. Easy enough for you?” She scoffed at his words. “And we wouldn’t be in this situation if it weren’t for you and…”

“Shut up.” She furrowed her brow.
“What? Can’t face the truth…”

“I said shut up. They are coming, but I can’t count them, because of your talking.”
“Or, because you can’t count.” She ignored him and closed her eyes. When she finished, she pushed herself slightly to his back. “… How many?”

“Four unarmed and two with guns.” Mexican cursed under his breath and moved his head, to lean it on her shoulder.

“What are we gonna do?” She did the same with her head. She moved a little opening her mouth, but doors of the room they sat at opened, showing six men, two of them holding guns.

“Our lovebirds are awake? Good. Now, tell us who send you.” One of them crouched in front of them with smirk on his lips. They both scoffed at his words, not saying a word. He sighed and got up. “And I though that you would be clever. Take the girl.” He moved out of his men way and watched as they untied them, just to take (y/n) and tie Chato once more. To Diablos shock, when they dragged her away, she looked at him with fear in her eyes and mouth opened slightly in quiet scream. It was probably first time when he saw her so scared. He tried to move, but it was for nothing. “You two, have an eye on him, shot if needed. And you, little one, we are going to have a little talk.” He took her by her (h/c) hair and dragged her out.

Chato sat still, waiting for (y/n) to be her usual self and use her powers to got out from them, just to show up and help him, probably not letting him live this up for another year or so, but his hopes shattered in moment when he heard her terrified scream. He looked up and swallowed hard. It’s true that they hated each other, but still, they were teammates. He knew her, and knew that even burned, she never screamed.

Chato felt rage building in his chest when (y/n)’s screams were still heard. He looked at the two men near the doors, who were only smiling at the girls scream. His breath became shallow and quick. He felt as his skin became warmer and warmer with every passing moment. And before he though about pros and cons of situation they both were in, the fire exploded from his body, burning the rope he was tied with and killing men who was watching him. Getting up, he destroyed doors and went out of the room to the long hallway, where we burned to death anyone who tried to get in his way, while he went in direction from where (y/n) screams were coming from.

When he got to the room he stood still, looking in terror at what was in front of him. Two men were at the girl’s sides, now looking at him with terror, while she was sitting on the chair, tied to it, looking down, not moving, with many curs and bruises on her body. Her breaths was so shallow, he weren’t sure if they was there at all. He burned the guys alive and moved to (y/n), quickly cooling down and crouching in front of her, trying to make her look at him, but she was looking at the ground with empty eyes. He furrowed his brows and toke knife from ground and cut ropes from around her wrists and legs and toke her in his arms and walked out of the room, and from the building they were in, burning it on his way out.

He laid her on the bed in the hotel room they got from Waller on the beginning of their mission and walked to his bag to get first aid kit.

When he finished with girl, she still wasn’t moving, but at least her breath got normal. He sighed and laid on bed next to her, because of course, Waller being herself got them the room with only one bed… It was the reason of their argument before they got captured. Chato sighed closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep.

He woke up in middle of night feeling arms sneaking around his waist and whole (y/n)s body pressing against his back. He blinked and furrowed his brow hearing her sobbing. He moved slightly, hoping that she would move away, which she didn’t. He sighed and turned carefully, looking her in eyes. That’s probably the closest they ever were to each other, their bodies pressed together, her face buried in his neck, with hot tears rolling out of her eyes and onto his collarbone. He moved and awkwardly patted her head. (y/n) moved a little, looking him in eyes. He furrowed his brow, not sure how to ask her about what happened to her back there, when they tortured her. And fortunately he didn’t have to, because she hugged him, really hugged and started talking.

“When I was a little girl and I started… mutating… my mother called to someone and they took me to this lab… they done many different tests to me, and some other stuff. They tortured me, only to see how my body worked, and it was years before I got out… like really many years, because, when I did get out, killing everyone on my way out, the government and Waller got to me and they showed me to Task Force X, or as you want to call it…”

“Our squad… How old were you?” She hugged him a little harder.

“Seven…” He sighed and patted her head. “Today… When they toke me, it was as if I was seven again. Everything got back to me and… and…”

“Shh.” He putted his forehead to hers and looked her in the eyes. “Do you know what I did?” She shook her head, so he told her, not even once looking away from her eyes. When he finished, she hugged him tighter, hiding her face in his neck.

“We are both fucked up.”

“That’s probably why we were fighting with each other.”

“No, we were fighting with each other, because you are a shit brain who can’t concentrate on simple task.” He backed a little and looked at her with hard expression on his face, right before he bowed his head and pecked her on the lips. She looked at his speechless.

“Go to sleep. And if you say something, I’m going to burn you alive, you got it?” (y/n) only grinned and kissed him, sneaking her arms around his neck and showing him back, to saddle his hips. He only smiled into the kiss and hugged her closer to his body, warming his fingertips and slightly warming her while he touched her.

“You think Waller knew what she was doing while she send us here?” She sat up, looking at his face, which showed his annoyance at her stopping her movements.

“Really? Right now? While we are in middle of something?”

“This something is called sex. And yes, right now, because i’m fucking curious. She even got us one room with only one bed. Do you think that she is shipping us?” Chato only groaned and pushed her, so he was above her.

“The last thing I want to think about right now is Waller. So shut up, and maybe we will talk about it in the morning.” She sighed.


“Why are you looking at me as if it your sad responsibility now?”

“No I don’t.” He groaned and laid back, looking at the ceiling.

“So, what do you want to talk about?” She smiled and laid on her side.


Taehyung - Breathless.

The Save Me Series

Genre: Romance / Fantasy.

Warning: Suicide mention.

Summary:  Taehyung thinks his life is worthless, so he jumps, hoping that the sea takes his last breath away. Water spirits weren’t supposed to mix with humans, you were supposed to be wary of them, to protect your people and yourself. But when you hear a harmless boy talking about not wanting his life anymore you can’t help but interfere.

The water engulfed Taehyung’s body entirely, the coldness of it slipping into his bones, but Taehyung didn’t fight the current or the unnatural force that pulled him down and deeper into the ocean, instead he let himself get dragged down. He almost liked how this was turning out to be easier than expected, as he had imagined he would have to fight to stay under the water long enough to pass out, but as he was being pulled down he thought that maybe this was meant to be, soon his lungs would flood with salt water and his body would want to instinctively reach for the oxygen no matter his intentions, so Taehyung appreciated this strange force. It would be easier as it would be over sooner.

You knew something had fallen into the current, it was probably being dragged down and since you were on guard you had the duty to go  and see what it was. Sometimes humans let their objects fall down to the water, making it dirty and impure, sometimes there were humans that got too curious and thus you had to put on traps, your people couldn’t risk to be discovered or put in the open by them; sometimes humans just fell down to the water innocently, but they were dragged by the tide trap just the same. You didn’t want to kill humans just for the sake of it, so it was of the most importance that you went down there and find out what had fallen into the water.

You moved through the water gracefully, every part of your body was made to be on the sea, you didn’t need to go up to breathe even if you went there to watch the sky and explore the terrestrial side of the world, but if you wanted to you could spend the rest of your life under the water, just enjoying the wonders of life under the sea. You wished there wasn’t a human in the trap, but as you got closer to it you found out it was a boy who had fallen there.

He was looking around with a confused expression, which was normal since in any other occasion any human would have drowned already. the assigned trap for the unlucky humans was designed as a sort of bubble that didn’t allow them to go to the surface but that let them breathe until they were found, that way the water people could be the judge if the human had good intentions or not. If the human was innocent they just let them go, making them forget about the incident with a simple spell; but if the human had ill intentions then they were left there to drown in most cases, in others, things got much worse.

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Mister Hug

Could you write something where Sam and/or Dean get in a fight with their little sister and she runs away to Garth’s house? Fluffy ending, please <3 Love your blog

This one was the worst of all. Having a fight with your brothers never was the thing that you like the best, but this one, you saw it coming. You don’t understand it though, you are an adult, you can do whatever you want, right?

Though, this isn’t Sam and Dean’s thought. For them you are the little girl they raised and the little girl they need to protect.

You did mess up, you almost got killed, and it was reckless. You don’t mind, you saved Dean’s ass, but he doesn’t want to listen to you.

This is how you made it in front of Garth’s motel room door. Hesitating to knock, but you don’t have anywhere else to go.

The door suddenly opens with a sleepy Garth, his hair all over the place and his eyes half open.

“(Y/N), are you okay? What are you doing here? It’s the middle of the night”.

“How? How did you know I was here?” You asked confused.

“Well, you talk to yourself”.

You turn red, you remember Sam and Dean teasing you on this, your thoughts comes in words without you knowing.

“Come in”.

He leads you inside and you sit on the couch.

“You want a beer?” He asked.

“Yeah, thanks”.

He comes back with two beers and sits beside you.

“You shouldn’t drink one, Garth” you warned “remember last time?”

“Yeah…” he smiles a little “drink yours. So! Why are you here in the middle of the night?”

“I… uh… I had a little argument with my brothers, I needed to leave”.

“Argument like a fight?”

“No, not that-“

“Do I need to take out Mister Fizzle?”

You laugh “no. It’s okay”.

“Well, it worked to make you laugh!” He takes you in his arms “I love to see the Winchester’s happy” he backs off “you guys are always sad”.

“Well, thanks for being there Mister Hug” you laughed again.

You snuggle into his arms, the beer completely forgotten. You have your medicine right there.

Hoseok As Your Lover

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned

  • so many cuddles and laughs with this boy
  • and tickles too
  • like literal sunshine tbfh
  • happiest, funnest (is that a word), sweetest guy you will ever meet
  • but also one of the most emotional guys you’ll ever meet, which isn’t a bad thing, it could be a good thing
  • like how much he loves you, being an emotional guy and all, he’ll give you his heart (ik that sounds cheesy but its tru)
  • but anyways, mornings with him would be the best
  • why have an alarm clock when you have a jung hoseok?
  • if he wakes up before you, which often happens, he’ll either jump on the bed trying to wake you, tickle you until you wake up, kiss/scream/hug you until you do awake or just all of the above 
  • which would piss you off the first couple seconds but as soon as you see his face, you would giggle and forget that you were pissed at him (i mean how can you be mad at this little puppy)
  • also
  • i feel like whenever you lay on his lap, or you guys are just cuddling, he would LOVE to play with ur hair….absolutely love it
  • but he would probs play with it too much and therefore get it all tangled
  • “hobi stop, ur getting my hair all tangled”
  • “but ur hair is so pretty i wanna touch it”
  • i also see him playing with ur boobs a lot like either just grabbing them or lighty lay his hand around it and maybe paw at it or something idk
  • but it usually not in a sexual way like when ur sitting on the couch and he just grabs them
  • i dont know why i see him doing that jnsjkdnc
  • anYWAYS
  • whenever ur sad he would instantly try to cheer you up by doing stupid dances or telling you funny stories, bc in his eyes, his baby should never be sad lol
  • but lets moVE ON
  • sex with hoseok….amazing
  • i mean have you seen those body rolls and those powerful thrusts? imagine that on ur body
  • wow, right?
  • i feel like hoseok would be the guy to have multiple rounds in the bedroom at one time and wouldn’t get tired 
  • like he would be thrusting like crazy and it’ll feel really good probably 
  • it might even help you to reach ur orgasm quicker 
  • and when ur both done, you’ll guys cuddle with his head on the top of ur head and then he would kiss it and tell u he loves u 
  • “i love u so much, jagi” he would say as he brings you closer to him
  • “i love u too hobi”

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

i love hobi so much

Meeting Hansol

Thanks love!! Hope I’m not too late on writing this for you! xoxo

Pairing: hansol (vernon) x reader

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 994 (😱😱 worked hard lol proud)

“I literally don’t know where it is!! I’m going to die if I don’t find the campus!” You whine to your friend in the phone. You just moved the Korea for University but you’re lost, trying to find where it is. The directions were shit and took you nowhere. It was lightly raining too and you didn’t have an umbrella but it wasn’t that bad.

You were waiting to cross the street to get to your car since you walked around for a bit just to see if anyone knew where your University was at, and if you could get help but your Korean wasn’t that great when you were very anxious and under a lot of pressure. Overall, people kept saying no to your questions since you seemed a little bit crazy, being so hopeless and all.

You gave up and just as you were about to go, someone taps you on the shoulder and said “Hey.”

You turn around to see who it is. You didn’t know anyone from Korea and this stranger all of a sudden talks to you. He seemed nice with those hazel eyes and nice hair.

His smile was nice too but you were worried about talking to him. “Uh hi..” You say back.

“Y/N, who are you talking to?” Your friend asks still on the phone. You didn’t answer but you didn’t want her to hang up either.

She kept repeating and waiting for you to answer while you ignored her to hear what this guy had to say to you. “So, you’re a freshman to (name of Uni)?” He spoke English and knew your University. You were so happy you found help!

“Umm, yeah. I’m sorry just give me a moment.” You said to him before telling your friend on the phone that you’re alright now.

“So..you go to (name of Uni)?” You asked again just to make sure he’s not some crazy stranger.

He laughs lightly. “Yeah.” He answered again.

You bond your head. Interesting..okay so if he’s here, maybe the campus is close by? “Do you want to go in there for a little? We can talk about the Uni a little bit until the rain stops.” He said, pointing it the cafe across the street. It had started raining hard out of nowhere, making you already soaking wet in seconds.

You agree to his idea and he takes your hand, looks both ways before jaywalking across the street.

You run into the cafe with him and control your breathing. You take you hood off so that you’re not dripping rain water everywhere.

“Oh my gosh, my mascara’s probably running right now. Ugh I’m such a mess.” You said, covering your face, upset with yourself.

“You’ll be okay. You look fine.” He said softly to you, taking your hands away. You smile, glad that he’s trying to make you feel better.

You roll your eyes playfully, still knowing that you’re probably a mess but he doesn’t care.

You both sit down and order something. “You English is really well, you’re a foreigner right?” He asked me.

“Yeah. I actually just got here just yesterday. I’m really lost and like I barely slept last night because my flight was so late.” You explained.

“Are you a foreigner? You’re English and really good too.”

He smiles. “Um well I was born in New York but I moved here when I was 5.” You nodded, understanding.

“And you’re a freshman too right?” He nods.

“You know where campus is right? Because if can’t already tell, I’m so lost.” He laughs and nods again.

“I’ll show you after where it is. When the rain stops.” He said and you agreed to the idea. You two talked for maybe a few hours, not know where the time when and not caring.

You guys talked A LOT and got to know each other more than you thought you would’ve. Turns out you two have a lot in common and are in the same major.

After the hours of talking, you two had become close and were friends. You were still surprised that he didn’t care about how you looked like and had continued to enjoy talking with you even though you were a mess. You appreciated his kindness overall.

When you guys finally noticed that the rain had stopped, you didn’t want to go but you had to in order to find your way around campus to your new dorm.

He gave you the directions to the campus before you had to go separate ways since you had your car and he had his.

“Maybe I’ll show you around the next time I see you.” He said, putting his hands in his pockets while you got up from your seat.

“Yeah that’d be great. It was nice meeting you. Thank you so much for the help, I really am thankful for bumping into you.” You said with a nice warm smile before you both said good bye.

As you were fixing you bag on your shoulder as you left, the guy stops you by calling out to you. “Hey um..what’s your name..?” He asked shyly and you were a bit embarrassed. How could you talk to someone for hours not knowing their name?

“Um it’s Y/N.”

“Hansol.” He says back and you nod with a awkward smile. You even blushed a little finding it a bit uncomfortable but cute now that you know his name even it’s awkward since you just found out before leaving.

“I hope I see you around Y/N.” Hansol said in a soft, kind voice. His eyes were deep in a gaze with yours.

You weren’t sure why he was looking at you like this, it was both strange but beautiful. He was interesting.

“I’ll… see you around..” You said very softly before finally leaving him.

You were sad to go but you just hopes to see him again… soon..

hope you guys love it!! I’m so sorry this week is a really busy week for me but I’m on break next week 😉 so I’ll hopefully be more free to do more requests!! 


Imagine- Curtis sister. Requested by xx-silly-stephy-xx. The Curtis family with you as a sister. You’re basically a Curtis sister and your brothers are very protective and baby you even though your a year younger than Pony. When you have a crush on a boy, the Curtis brothers step in to tease you.
It’s 8:30 in the Curtis house and your getting ready to go to sleep. You’re finally in your night gown and you go down stairs to take your night meds. “Careful with those honey, only take 1 each”
“Ok Darry, I will” You then see Dallas Winston walk into the door, You hated him on the outside. But you had a huge crush on him. “Well look at the little one ready for bed, if you want I could read you a bedtime story” You rolled your eyes at Dally’s smart remark. You then walked over to him and smacked the top of his head, You where short so you had to go on your tippy toes. “Woah, that hurt..” Dally said sarcastically. “Why are you here anyways Mr. Winston?” You asked him. “Well Mrs. Y/N, because I just am” you turned and walked away from him. You then bumped into Soda. “Hey there little squirt aren’t you suppose to be asleep?” He asked. “Ya, I was taking my meds and this guy shows up!” Dally soon interrupted “it’s Dally, that’s my name sweets”
“Quite Dall or I’ll make sure you’re in to cooler so quick if you blink you’ll miss it!” You then walked over to him pointing a finger at him. “Easy there little one!” He laughed in a sarcastic voice. “I hate you Dallas Winston, get that?!” You then crossed your arms and walked over to the kitchen. “Ready Dally?” Pony came down the stairs. “Where you going?” You walked back to the dining room and batted your eyes at Pony trying to be the good little sister you where, Putting behind the argument you had with Dally. “The movies with Dally and Johnny” you looked down “oh..”
“Aw what’s wrong little baby? Sad you can’t come roll with the gang”
“Shut up Dallas!” You hit Dally’s arm and stormed into the kitchen. Pony followed you.
“I fucking hate him!” Darry quickly turned his head. “Excuse me Y/N Curtis! We don’t talk like that in this house”
“Well it’s true” you then sighed rubbing your head.
“I hate Dallas Winston”
“Oh really? He’s not all that bad” Pony said.
“Ya he is, he’s a bad boy” you then smiled and blushed. Pony poked your side. “Aww you like him don’t you!”
“Nuh uh!” You said.
“I won’t tell”
“Gosh! I don’t like him” Soda came into the room. “C’mon Y/N I’ll tuck you in now”
“I am not 5 Soda!” You then crossed your arms and blew the hair out of your face. “But you’re my little sister, just trying to be a big brother ya know” You and Soda both walk up stairs.
“Do you like Dally?”
“Sure I do, he’s an ok guy” Soda said. “Why don’t you?”
“Cause, he’s stupid!” Darry walked into the room and say next to Soda.
“Darry, do you like Dally?”
“Ha, ya I do. He’s apart of the gang” You then looked out the window and blushed again.
“What up with the read cheeks?” Soda questioned.
“Um.. I’m fine”
“Looks like Little miss Y/N has a crush” Darry added.
“No…” You looked sad.
“Aw your first little crush.”
“Goodnight boys!” You wanted to end the conversation.
“Goodnight Mrs. Winston” Darry and Soda laughed and walked out of the room.


anonymous asked:

A Kai imagine where Kai tells you all of his feelings on being the rejected twin and you can't help but sympathize with him but you try to fight it but you give in and kiss him and it's all cute but emotional too?? 💕

Title: Rejected Twin

“Kai, just because we haven’t killed you, doesn’t mean we like you,” you grumble, gritting your teeth in annoyance as he leans back in his chair, continuing to annoy you to death.

“I’m sorry, I just… I hate being the rejected twin, alright? I get it, i’m evil, but when someone is evil, don’t people try to love them and turn them back to the good person inside of them? I just want to feel loved, to feel wanted. You have a twin, can’t you imagine everyone liking them more than you?”

You immediately dreaded being put on Kai-watch; you were the twin that everyone liked less than your twin sister. You couldn’t help but sympathize with him, “yeah, but that doesn’t mean that i’m going to go around and kill everyone, Kai,” you hissed, trying to push down the sad feelings mixing with the lust stirring in you. Why do all of the bad guys have to be hot? you grumbled in your head, watching him perk up in shock.

“I don’t see how anyone could like her more than you. You’re incredibly beautiful and talented, caring and sweet. What’s not to like? Your sister is mean,” he huffs. You can’t help the chuckle that escapes from your lips.

“Thanks, Kai,” you whisper, giving him a soft smile.

“Of course,” he gives you a smile back, tipping an imaginary hat. You mentally hit yourself as you leaned in towards him. He didn’t even hesitate; he kissed you back lustfully.

“No one has every understood my pain before,” you whimper, closing your eyes and feeling a tear run down your cheek. Kai wipes it away with his thump, massaging your tongue with his.

“We can be unloved together, then, princess.”

🍩Danny Edge Imagine for Keylee🍩

Hope you like it c:
{For being the first person to request an imagine from me you get a donut 🍩}

Danny Edge. Your next door neighbor. Your best friend. Your crush. Out of all the guys on earth why did it have to be Danny Freaking Edge? Why couldn’t you have fallen for some dumb jock like most girls do? Why did you have to fall for your best friend? Why? Out of all the guys in the world you just had to go and fall for your best friend? The sad thing was you knew he didn’t like you. He thought of you as just a friend. You thought more though. You loved him. He was all you ever thought about. He was the name in the little doodled hearts on all your papers. He was the one that made your heart skip a beat. The butterflies in your stomach go nuts. You knew he didn’t like you though because you went over to Danny’s place one day to see if he wanted to hang out. His mom let you in. You went upstairs yo his room but before you opened the door you could hear him talking to Paul. Your other best friend. The three of you were like the three musketeers. Paul was also the only one that knew about your major crush on Danny. You were never a nosey person and you were just gonna leave but as you turned you heard them say your name. You heard them say Keylee. Of course you had to know what it was they were talking about so you listened in.
“Do you like Keylee?” Paul asked Danny.
“Yeah, she’s a really good friend.”
“Danny you know that’s not what I mean.” He said sternly.
“Oh.. Um.. No, I don’t like Keylee…..” He said. You were heart broken. You turned away and ran out of the house before you could hear anymore of that conversation.

A week passed, you avoided Danny at all costs. All though you had always felt like he never liked you, to hear him actually say it made part of you die a bit. It hurt you a lot. You were sitting at a park bench scrolling through Tumblr when you heard two familiar voices speaking. I’d like to say you made the mistake of looking up but it wasn’t much of a mistake because if you hadn’t of looked up well lord only knows what might have happened after that. They may have never noticed you sitting there. You looked up and it seemed right when you did they looked over.
“KEYLEE!” Danny hollered with a smile on his face, as they both began jogging towards you. You could feel the tears welling up in your eyes. You got up and began walking away. You didn’t walk fast enough though. Danny grabbed your arm turning you towards him, “Where are you going? I know you heard me holler at you. You looked right at me and Paul.” He said doing a hand motion between him and Paul.

“I have things to do.” You said turning away again. Danny didn’t buy it though.

“You’re a horrible liar, ya know.” He said appearing by your side as you continued walking trying to ignore him, “Are you mad at me? Did I do something?” You didn’t reply.

“Well, I kinda feel third-wheely and I feel the awkward tension between the two of you and it kinda seems as though there is something you two need to talk about so bye guys.” Paul said nodding his head and running off. It stayed silent for awhile.

“You never answered my questions.” Danny said looking at you. You didn’t reply, “What did I do?”

“Please, just leave me alone.” Your voice cracked signalling you were gonna cry. You began walking away not wanting him to see you cry. You could hear him walking after you. You began to feel something wet on your face. You knew it wasn’t your tears because you were refusing to let those out. You glance up and see that it has begun raining, “Great.” You mutter below your breath. Mad at yourself for not bringing a jacket.

“Tell me what’s wrong, please, Keylee. Please.” He begged you. That’s when you finally let it out.

“You wanna know what’s wrong? What’s wrong is that I fell in love with my best friend. What’s wrong is that I always had this feeling he didn’t like me like that. What’s wrong is that that was confirmed when I went over to his house to see if he wanted to hang out and I heard him say it. I heard him say he didn’t like me like that. What’s wrong is that I constantly had to pretend I never liked him like that. What’s wrong is that I had to pretend to not be jealous when other girls looked at him or he flirted with them. What’s wrong is that no matter how hard I try I still love him and he doesn’t even care.” You cried out as rain poured down faster soaking the both of you. He stayed silent. A surprised look on his face, “Well? You wanted to know what was wrong! You know! Are you just gonna stand there like an idiot or say something?!” You hollered at him. He stayed silent. You laughed at yourself for thinking he would actually say something back after that so you turned away and began walking home. You felt hands wrap around your waist and spin you around. Before you could even react, lips were pressed to yours. You stood in shock. Danny was kissing. You didn’t think anymore before you kissing back. You both finally pulled apart.

“You should have stayed a little longer. I said I didn’t like you, yeah. If you would have stayed a little longer you would have heard me say that I loved you. I love you. Not like. Love. Love is bigger than like. God, do I love you. I love you so much.” How words make the butterflies in your stomach go nuts as your cheeks get red. Danny Edge was in love with you. You both stared at each other smiling in the pouring rain like idiots.

You both leaned in about to kiss again before Paul ran up interrupting you both, “I knew this was gonna happen. So, when you guys have kids. He better be named after me because I left forcing you guys to talk this out and so if I hadn’t this wouldn’t have happened so as a thank you, your naming your first born after me.”

“What if it’s a girl?” You laugh.

“Then you’ll turn Paul into a girl name. Paulina or something but you’re naming your first born after me.” You and Danny both laughed.

Luckily, for the three of you the first born was a boy. Paul wasn’t kidding either. He made sure you named your son after him. It was all Paul talked about after finding out Danny impregnated you. {Bahah that sounds so weird cx}

If Ryuken and Masaki were locked in a room...

As requested by anon. :)

Let’s try again with this list that died a sad death last Thursday. What if Ishida’s dad and Ichigo’s mom were locked in a room to talk? How would that conversation go?

Masaki: Hi!!!

Ryuken: …

Ryuken: And here people told me that by abandoning my son to an evil army, I would surely incur the wrath of the gods.

Ryuken: Clearly I am being rewarded instead.

Masaki: …you abandoned your son to what now?

Ryuken: Never mind.

Ryuken: It is good to see you again. How are you?

Masaki: Well, you know, dead.

Masaki: Eaten by Yhwach, the god of the Quincy.

Masaki: But who knows? Maybe when Ichigo defeats and kills him, I and Katagiri will be released.

Masaki: That would be nice.

Ryuken: Yes. It would.

Masaki: But never mind that.

Masaki: There is something more important that we need to discuss.

Ryuken: More important than the death of the man trying to destroy the universe?

Masaki: Yes. Far more.

Masaki: So, Ryuken.

Masaki: Were you in love with me back when we were teenagers?

Ryuken: W-what??

Masaki: I knew it! I knew it!

Masaski: You’re BLUSHING!

Ryuken: I am not! I don’t blush!

Masaki: I recognize that little flustered blushing face!

Ryuken: This is a flush of SURPRISE, woman!

Masaki: Admit it! You had a crush on me!

Ryuken: Well, we were engaged!

Ryuken: It would have been a tad inconvenient if I had had no interest in…

Ryuken: …

Ryuken: But then, that was your problem, wasn’t it? A complete lack of interest in me?

Masaki: I cared about you a lot, Ryuken!

Masaki: But no. I didn’t love you. And I was never entirely on board with marrying just to preserve the Quincy race.

Masaki: As, uh, romantic as that sounded. 

Ryuken: You loved Isshin.

Masaki: You don’t have to spit his name like that. Makes you seem a tad jealous.

Ryuken: My dislike of that man is not because I believe he “stole” you or any such nonsense.

Ryuken: He’s just, so….

Ryuken: Isshin about everything.

Ryuken: He likes to break into my office. In order to show me pictures of his children.

Ryuken: Who does that?

Masaki: Maybe he’s lonely and proud of his kids.

Masaki: You are one of the only people left who knows who he really is.

Masaki: And he’s one of the only people left who knows what really happened to Katagiri.

Ryuken: And yet mutual tragedy does not make for the surest base of a friendship.

Ryuken: Especially not in the case of someone who is so……annoying.

Ryuken: No offense.

Masaki: None taken! I’m only sad for your sake!

Masaki: I liked to imagine you guys would bro it up after you were widowed.

Ryuken: Bro it up…?

Masaki: You know, play racketball together. Go to brunch. High five.

Ryuken: You have met me.

Masaki: I know! The image always makes me giggle a lot!

Masaki: Oh man, I miss being alive and getting to see you and Isshin.

Masaki: My two boys!

Masaki: Do you remember those sweaters you used to wear? Why don’t you still wear them?

Ryuken: They do not command respect so much as….awws.

Masaki: Yeah, they were great.

Masaki: Well, just promise me one thing!

Masaki: When our sons defeat Yhwach, you, Isshin, Katagiri and I have a lunch date in the afterlife, okay?

Ryuken: That would be good.

Masaki: Then it’s a date!

Austin Carlile: Your Love's Not What I Need

Request: Could you do an Austin (from of mice) imagine where you guys meet at a bar and start talking and he flirts with you and you saw him instagramming that he wants a relationship and you ask him why because you don’t believe in love and he asks you out for dinner in the end?


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Do you remember (s.w.)

▹Short imagine 

A/N: I decided to make it about sammy and add everyone else.  i didn’t know how to end it really but I hope you like it anon.  thank u for requesting! love u -i 


Request stuff here 

“She’s right here” I heard the nurse say 

My eyes slowly opened to a room full of guys.  They smiled at me and I smiled back awkwardly.  

“Hey baby” The brunette with blonde tips said 


“You okay?” He asked as he grabbed my hand 

“I’m sorry but who are you?” I asked 

“it’s Sammy, your boyfriend” He said 

“I’m sorry but I don’t know you” 

His eyes filled with sadness.  He looked tired too.  

“DO you remember us?” The one with a man bun and tattoos asked 

“I’m sorry but no” I said 

They all looked at Sammy like he was going to break into a thousand pieces. Sammy suddenly rushed out of the room.  The guys looked at me while the smaller blonde one went after sammy.  

“I’m Nate” The guy with the man bun said 

“I’m Jack and that was Jack who went after Sammy” 

“Im John but you and everyone else calls me Swazz” 

I smiled they looked like a good group of guys but I sadly didn’t know who they were even though I wanted to so bad.  

“Will he be okay?” I asked 

“Who sammy?” Nate asked 

“Yea, he looked really sad and I think he really cared about me” 

“He cares about you more than you can even imagine, like he talks about you all the time, he’s just sad and a little torn since before you got into the car accident you guys got in a big fight” Nate replied 

“Wait, I was in a  car accident?” I asked 

They nodded.  

“Why can’t I remember anything?” I asked 

“You hit your head so hard, that you lost all of your memories” Jack said 

“Do I have parents?” 

“Yes, they’re in Omaha, where we all grew up” He replied 

“Where are we now?” I asked 


I cant remember anything.  Why? 

A tear shed from my eye.  

“I want to remember you guys, you all seem so nice, you guys actually really cared about me” I said 

Nate’s eyes began to tear up.  

“I think you guys should give her some time” The nurse said 

“We just got here” They said 

“I’m sorry but it’s what’s best for the patient” She replied 

They all kissed me on my cheek and walked out.  

Mumbles were passed around the room.  My eyes opened to the guys.  They all smiled at me.  Sammy was there sitting, he looked sad.  I felt so bad for him, to have the person he loved not even remember him or their relationship.  

“Morning” Nate said causing to catch Sammy’s attention 

Sammy smiled at me and walked over to me.  He held my hand.  

“So do you remember anything?” He asked 

“No” I replied 

“Do you remember me?” He asked his eyes watering

“I’m sorry sam but no” 

“Ok” He nodded 

“I have a question for you” 

He looked at me.  

“Why were we arguing?” I asked 

“So you guys told her?” Sammy said looking at the guys 

“Sammy” I said resting my hand on his arm

I didn’t want him to get mad at his friends.  He got on one knee and held on to my hand.  

“We got in a fight because you thought I was cheating, this wasn’t the first time you made this accusation,  I always tell you no and I try to reassure you but you always kept thinking I did, for some reason you just always thought I did but I will tell you every single time, you don’t need to worry and that I will love you always no matter what” Sammy said 

I smiled.  

“I’m sorry but I have you whipped” I said 

They all laughed and chuckled 

“I like it though” I added 

Sammy’s face lit up and his beautiful smile appeared on his face.  

My eyes flittered open to see the guys all laying on the small hospital furniture.  But the only one up was Sammy.  I saw him and smiled, he smiled and came to me.  

“Hey” He whispered 

“Hi, why are you up?” 

“I could ask you the same thing” 

I laughed a bit.  

“I just keep thinking” He said 

“What are you thinking about?” 

“You and me, us, the relationship we held” 

“Stop, stop thinking about that, don’t stress out, hopefully I will remember you, because I want to, you seem like the best boyfriend anyone could ask for” 

His eyes filled with water.  

“I love you” He said softly 

“You are the most beautiful person in and out that I’ve ever met, I truly mean it when I say it” He added 

“I love you too” I smiled 

I don’t remember anything but I know that I do love him.  

He smiled.  

“You should go to sleep young lady” He said and kissed my forehead 

I chuckled and slowly went to sleep.  

“Morning” I heard a voice say 

My eyes opened to the guys and a couple.  I’m guessing they are my mom and dad.  

“Do you remember us?” They asked 

“No, I’m sorry, who are you?” I asked 

“I’m (y/m/n), your mom” 

“And I’m (y/d/n), your dad” 

My mom, she started to cry.  I felt sorry for her, I felt sorry for all of them.  I didn’t want to put them threw this.  They are all such wonderful people who I know for a fact I loved deeply.  

My parents, the boys and I talked about stuff.  They told me stories about all of us and some just about me.  I was a lucky girl to have these people with me and here for me.  My parents left to their hotel and so did the boys except for Sammy.  

“You can leave if you want, you know that right?” I said to him

He smiled 

“I wouldn’t leave for the world” He replied 

I nodded and slowly went to sleep.  

Morning came and I woke up randomly.  I felt different then suddenly my memories were there, every single one was there.  

“Sammy!” I exclaimed causing him to wake up 

“I love you!” I added 

“I remember everything” 

His face lit up.  I was so happy, tears fell down my face.  

He to up an hugged me.  

“I love you so much” He said as he squeezed me 

“I love you more” I replied 

He chuckled 

anonymous asked:

Awesome! Could you do a leo imagine where he comes back from calypso's island, and talks about calypso a lot which makes the reader sad and insecure cuz she likes him? Thanks so much!!! :D

“I just don’t know what to do y/n. She was rude and always angry at me, but I have to bring her back. I can’t just be another guy leaving her alone on that island. And in the end she- she was nice. God, why do girls have to be complicated?”

You shrugged. You and Leo were sitting in Bunker Nine and he was building a helicopter out of spare parts and random objects lying on the table. Fiddling as always. It was endearing actually.

“Girls are always complicated, whatever the age, whoever the parents, I don’t even think girls understand girls.”

He tossed the copter in the air and it flew in your direction and then veered off to the right and crashed into the wall.

“Damn. But it’s just that she was basically perfect. At least the perfect girl for me. I just really want to show her I’m different from all those other guys.”

“Why is she so important? Ever heard of ‘There are more fish in the sea’.”

“Oh yeah Y/N, like who?”

‘Like me!’ You wanted to scream at him. You wanted to punch the shit out of him, why couldn’t he notice you? You hung around him and always boosted his spirits when he was down, but all he did was see you as a friend. You even brought him coffee in the morning when you knew he pulled all nighters building and configuring the Argo II. But nothing! And now that he’d gotten back all he did was talk about Calypso and how he needed to save her.

“I don’t know Leo.” You mumbled. He grunted and went over to the helicopter and started picking up the pieces.

You got up quietly and tried to slip out of the room. What he said earlier upset you, all you really wanted was go back to the Apollo cabin ((I kind just picked someone.)) and take a nice hot shower and forget about this conversation and just come back tomorrow to have it happen all over again.

“Hey, where are you going?” Leo asked.

You sniffed and tried to sound normal. “I’m just tired, I’ll see you tomorrow, alright?”

“Something’s wrong, I know my best friend.”

“Nothings wrong, I promise.” You turned around and he was in your face looking right in your eyes.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

When you didn’t answer he spoke again. “Did I say something? Oh my gods. Fuck, I’m sorry. What did I say? Seriously y/n you can tell me anything. What did I say?” he begged. He couldn’t stand when you didn’t feel comfortable talking to him.

“You just talk about Calypso all the time. I-It makes me feel jealous.”

He shook your shoulders a little bit. “Yeah but you’re my best friend.”

“Yeah that’s kinda the problem.” You whispered.

“What, y/n? Do you think Calypso is going to replace you of something? Because whatever happens, if I can bring her back or not, that won’t happen. You’re my girl.”

You looked up at him, right in the eyes. “I don’t think we’re talking about the same thing Leo.”

“What else we be talking abo- oh.”

You covered your red blushing face with your hands. Leo wrapped his awkward long, thin fingers around your wrists and pulled them away from your face.

“Are you serious?” He seemed flabbergasted. You pulled your hands away and stared at the floor fiddling with your rings. 

He took a step backwards and shook his head.

“How long have you- uh felt this way.” He swallowed nervously.

“Since the first time we met.”

He stared at you, like he could believe that someone could spend so much time thinking about one person and especially that one person being him.

“Why didn’t you ever say something?” He questioned, utterly confused.

“Well because I was for sure the love was unrequited.”

He blinked and looked around the shop. “Why were you so sure?”

“Well because every time you like someone you’re so obvious about it and you were never like that to me so I accepted -”

His lips smashed against yours and he grabbed your face in his hands. You nearly fell backwards in shock.

“It’s not unrequited.” He mumbled against you lips.


So I’m sorry anon, I had soooo much trouble writing Leo’s responses. For reason I found it difficult to be witty and sarcastic so how about this be a Serious!Leo imagine??? Remember to send in prompts to my ask box and I’ll get to writing right away!

The break up// L.H

I’m so sad because spring break is almost over☹, if this gets to 20 notes I’ll make a part two😘
You and Luke’s relationship was going down hill. He no longer spends time with you. Whenever you saw that he had time off you tried to spend time with him, but he would push you away and go spend time the boys who he is always with. You were making dinner for yourself when Luke got home, he saw that the dinner you were making was a dish for one person. “Why did you only make one cheeseburger, what about me” he asked staring at you as you ate. “Because I didn’t know you were going to be home, and even if I made you a burger you wouldn’t eat it” you say lookin down at the plate. “What are you talking about” Luke says sitting down next and taking some of the chips off your plate. “I’m talking about how when you get home from the studio you practically ignore me, you don’t even look at the food I make for you, I try to talk to you but all you do is say you are going out with the guys, Luke we never talk and I don’t even consider you my boyfriend anymore, you are now just some guy that lives with me, and it hurts Luke, it hurts like hell” you say not feeling like eating anymore, you get up and throw the burger in the dogs bowl. “How long have you felt like this” Luke asks you. His hurt broke when you told him that you don’t consider him your boyfriend anymore. “For like a month” you say looking down at the floor, you felt tears forming but you held them in “I didn’t realize that you weren’t happy” Luke said. He was still sitting in the chair, you were standing next to the sink which was Diagonal form you. “Of course you wouldn’t, you basically blocked me out of your life, Luke I don’t want to have a boyfriend who blocks me out, I’m sick of being unhappy” you say, a tear rolling down your face. “I’m making you unhappy” he says, he finally looks up from the table, some tears were rolling down his face. “Yes, and I’m sick of it, Luke I loved you and you use to make me happy, but you put partying before me and just treated me like shit” you say just wanting to go lock yourself in your room and cry. “Loved me, as past tense, like you once loved me but don’t anymore” he says with sad voice. “Yes, as past tense” you say. “I’m so sorry y/n, I’ll make sure to spend more time with you and put you first” Luke says standing up and taking your hand in his. You pull your hand away “Luke no, I’m sorry but I want a boyfriend who eats the dinner I make, that puts me before partying, that makes me happy” you say backing away from him. “I will give that to you baby, please don’t leave me” he says sobs begin to take over his body. “I’m sorry Luke, but I’m breaking up with you, I’m going to stay the night at a friends” you say rushing to your room, packing your bag. Lukes heart broke in pieces and he started sobbing and punching the wall. “PLEASE NO Y/N DON’T LEAVE ME PLEASE BABY GIRL” he yells running to your room. You were half packed when he stared pulling things out of the bag, “Luke stop, you’re making it worse” you were crying to, but not as bad as Luke. “Please stay princess” he says. “Bye Luke” you say zipping up the suitcase. “No, don’t go please” he begs. You just walked past him and left the house. Luke fell to the ground yelling about how he was stupid and let the love of his life go. He started breaking plates and punching the wall. He was about to throw a picture but before he throw it, he looked to see what the picture was of. It was the two of you at the beach, you were kissing his cheek and he had a huge smile across his face. You both looked so happy, instead of throwing it or breaking the frame, he hugged the picture and just broke down, he sobbed hugging the picture. He felt a vibrating in his back pocket, he pulled out his phone, Calum was calling him. He answered with a very angry what. “Hey Luke I talked to the guy down at the ring place and he said that if you get y/n ring size he’ll have the ring done by nex- wait Luke buddy what’s wrong” Calum asked, hearing luke cry a little. “Y/n left me” Luke said breaking into more sobs. “Oh my god Luke, I’m so sorry, I’m coming over” he says. He hung up and looked at more of the pictures he had on the tables in the living room. There was a picture of just you, you were wearing your favorite sunglasses and had a huge smile on your face, you were in front of lake you loved going to, you never looked more gorgeous he thought. He looked at more pictures of you guys like ones where you both finished a color run, ones where your with your dog when you first got him. He wanted the next picture that would be hung up to be from when he was going to propose to you, but since you left him he can’t do that now, the reasons why he was always out was because him and the boys were planning the perfect proposal. He was so heartbroken and sad. He never thought losing the love of his life would hurt so bad.


Steve Rogers x Reader

Title: Never Stop Fighting

Summary: You love Steve, but you believe you’re not the one for him.

 “I’ll never stop fighting for him, Pegs… I promise.” Tears flowed down your cheeks as you held onto Peggy’s cold hands. She just gave you a weak smile as she gently patted your hand. You couldn’t help it – the tears kept falling and falling. Tiny drops fell onto the sweet woman’s hand as she tried to wipe them away. “For you…”

 “Oh, (Y/N)… You need to stop that…” Peggy said softly. “Do it for you…Not for me.”


 “Make him happy…” Peggy touched my cheek softly before pulling back with wide eyes. I froze when I saw confusion written all over her face followed by shock. “(Y/N)… You’re…You’re alive…! Oh, (Y/N)!”

 Biting down the bottom of your lips, you forced a weak smile before nodding. You heart broke when she forgot again for the fourth time you visited her after you found out she was still alive and hanging on. The first time you visited her, Peggy expressed the same shock – you could clearly remember how happy she was to see you. She told you all about how she met Steve as well and about her family. After that was when you found out that she had Alzheimer’s. The same thing happened with Steve, Peggy had trouble taking in all the news at once and she started to forget.

 Closing the door of the retirement home behind you, more tears fell. You stifled a sob as you covered your mouth, trying to walk away from the building. Hiccups left your lips as you bent over at the corner of the street, trying to calm yourself down. The pain in your heart was too much to bear.

 Every time you try not to think about it, you think about it even more – there was no way you could even imagine living a life without your best friend. You and Peggy grew up with one another. You guys grew up on the same street, went to the same school, followed almost the same path, and ended up falling for the same guy. She was your other half.

 It didn’t seem fair that you had to watch her grow old and wither away while you still have plenty of years left in front of you.  Peggy was the better half – at least that was what you thought. It wasn’t fair that she had to be the one to go first.

 This was exactly why your rage and hatred for HYDRA was so strong – they took everything from you.

 “You’re Elsa!” a little girl pointed at you in awe when you stood in front of your memorial in the Captain America exhibit. Your eyes widened as you pulled the cap down to cover your face. You just smiled and pressed a finger to your lips. Her eyes widened and she nodded before pretending to zip her lips and locking it. The little girl tossed the key to you and you caught it before putting it away into your pocket with a grin.

 At first you were a little confused when she called you ‘Elsa’, but then you remembered that it was a character from Disney that controlled ice and snow power like you. Pepper had you sit down and watch the entire ‘Frozen’ movie just so you could get the reference if anyone called you ‘Elsa’. You caught up with most of the Disney movies since it was on your ‘catch up’ list – Steve had told you that it was good to keep around and that it would help you get caught up on the twenty-first century.

 You looked up at your memorial to see yourself wearing baggy army pants with a black tank top. Your hair was tied up and there were gloves over your hands. The description they wrote about you left a smile lingering on your face.

 (Y/N)(L/N), or ‘The Ice Queen’ fought alongside Captain America and Bucky Barnes during the war. The trio was known for their extraordinary teamwork and leadership. Many of the soldiers looked up to them and adored (Y/N). She was Peggy Carter’s best friend and one of the respected females during that time. (Y/N) and Peggy were like sisters – they were inseparable.

 Then the slide changed to a picture of you and Steve smiling like old buddies.

 “I remember that picture,” a deep, low voice spoke softly beside you. Your eyes widened and you looked up to see Steve smiling at you slightly. “-both of us were trying to find a penny in the mud and Bucky made a bet to see which one of us would find it first.”

 “We were ridiculous,” you chuckled a little as the slide changed to another photo. Bucky had given you a piggyback ride when you had decided to climb a tree and twisted your ankle. “I still think that cat was toying with me. It wanted me to fall off.”

 “I remember that Bucky was so worried about you that he wouldn’t leave your side for any reason,” Steve replied with a nostalgic expression on his face. “-he wouldn’t even let me see you…”

 “I heard you were pouting the entire time. Did you really want to see me that badly?” you laughed as both of you started walking around the exhibits.

 “Of course… I was worried about you.” The look in Steve’s eyes when he said that made your heart skip a beat. Almost everything he did set your heart running at a hundred miles an hour.

 You two walked around for a while until Steve said something that confused you.

 “I’m sorry…”

 You blinked and turned to him, puzzled. He avoided your eyes and was staring straight ahead at Bucky’s memorial as pictures of the Sergeant flipped through in the slideshow.

 “Bucky was going to ask you to be his girlfriend,” Steve confessed and your eyes widened. His eyes were filled with sadness and regret. “He was in love with you, (Y/N). I’d never seen him look at another girl like the way he looked at you.”

 You were quiet and just listened as a part of you ached. You and Bucky were close, but…he wasn’t the one you had feelings for. You wished that he was so your heart didn’t have to go through the trouble and pain of unrequited love.

 “I…don’t know if I would’ve said yes if he did…” you murmured softly, hoping that Steve didn’t hear it.

 “What do you mean?” Oh, he did hear it. Now it was your turn to avoid eye contact with him.

 “I do like Bucky… but there’s someone else I like a lot more…maybe even love…” Your heart hurt when you said that. You couldn’t imagine what expression Steve was making as you told him you didn’t have those kinds of feelings for his best friend.

 “Oh…I see.”

 You glanced at him and was taken aback at the expression he had. He almost looked relieved… but sad at the same time. Steve wasn’t angry or anything like that.

  But why?

 After that day, you and Steve started to hang out a lot. You guys went to the local café often (the one that had a pretty good view of the Stark Tower) and you helped one another cross off things to catch up on on your lists. But there was one thing both of you decided not to do together. When it came to visiting Peggy, you guys went separately. You were afraid that it would be too much for her to see the two of you in one place.

 You met Sharon Carter who had happened to be an undercover agent for SHIELD and Peggy’s niece – when you went over to Steve’s apartment you had no idea it was her. She looked almost like Peggy but you didn’t ask. You could tell that she had a crush on Steve though – who wouldn’t?

 It made you a bit envious… but you understood. It was in no way your part to be involved in it though. Steve seemed interested in Sharon, but Peggy was always and will always be his first girl. You knew you were going to lose in the end – what chance did you exactly have against it?

 If you weren’t meant to be with Steve… then that was that.

 You were not ready for what came after.

 There was a HYDRA assassin running around causing trouble and killing people – the media called him The Winter Soldier. You eventually found out that you personally knew the assassin yourself.

 But it wasn’t the same person you knew back in the 1940s. He was brainwashed and changed into a different person.

 You hoped that he would’ve at least remembered Steve or even you, but… that wasn’t the case at all.

 The feelings Bucky previously had for you were gone – what he actually felt for you when you encountered him was the urge to kill anything and anyone that got in the way of him fulfilling his mission. You were no exception.

 So you did what you needed to do – you fought. It was the same with Steve. But at least for him, he believed Bucky was still there inside the Winter Soldier.

 Bucky disappeared right after that incident, leaving Steve and I to wonder if he still had a part of him in there that remembered.

 Remember when you thought living without a person you loved was impossible?

 You were right.

 Standing in the back of the church, you gripped your purse tightly as Peggy’s casket was placed gently on the ground. Holding in your tears, you bit the bottom of your lips when the priest started talking. The entire time, you were looking at either the casket or the picture of a smiling Peggy. If the wall wasn’t behind you, you were sure that your legs would give up.

 Your best friend was lying in there. You were supposed to be there when she announced her engagement to her fiancé… You were supposed to be there when she asked you to be her maid of honor… You were supposed to be there when she tried on her wedding dress and when she walked down the aisle… You were supposed to be there when she found out she was pregnant… You were supposed to be there for the birth of her first child…

 You were supposed to be there for your best friend… but you weren’t.

 So much angry…guilt…regret…rage and agony bottled up inside of you as you stood there, trying not to believe Peggy was really gone.

 Once Sharon started speaking, your eyes landed on Steve and Sam who were watching her. There was still a brightly lit light in his eyes… and you thought you knew the reason behind why it was still so bright.

 She was standing at the podium, wasn’t she?

 You understood why Steve would choose Sharon over someone like you. There was a bit of Peggy in the blonde that made you understand. There was some familiarity in Sharon that made you understand it all.

 You weren’t the one for Steve.

 Once it was over, you left the church along with everyone else while Steve stayed behind. You isolated yourself far from everyone else and leaned against a tree as everything you kept bottled up inside decided it wouldn’t be trapped in anymore. Sobs left your lips and before you knew it a scream came echoing out. Ice was formed under your feet as the ground around you started to become frozen. Snow started to fall from the sky and there was a harsh wind that stirred up a storm.

 You couldn’t help it.

 Pillars of ice grew out of the ground, surrounding you like a fortress. You wanted to make it stop, but you couldn’t. It hurt too much to even try. It wasn’t as easy as twisting a cap over a water bottle – It was like you unleashed a never ending fury from a glass bottle without a cork.

 “(Y/N)! (Y/N), it’s Sam!” you heard someone pounding on the other side of the ice wall. “You need to stop this! It’s going to be okay!”

 “I…I-I can’t, Sam!” You wailed, doubling over in pain as your chest started to get heavy. “It hurts!”

 “Hey, Cap! It’s (Y/N)! She’s inside!”

 “(Y/N)!!” Steve appeared and tried to break the ice, but couldn’t. “Please let me in! You don’t have to do this alone! Let us help you!”

 You grunted in agony as you clutched handfuls of snow under your palm. Taking deep breaths, you lowered a pillar of ice back into the ground and a pair of warm arms wrapped around your body immediately.

 “It’s okay…” Steve whispered as he pressed your face into his chest. You cried loudly in his embrace while the ice started to disappear, along with the snow. “I’m here, (Y/N)…It’s okay…”

 “How is she?” Steve asked Tony as they were monitoring your condition. You were sitting in a chair while Natasha and Wanda were keeping you company.

 “Unstable,” the billionaire replied, crossing his arms. “-she’s like Elsa, you know. She could run away and make a huge ice castle if she wanted but she doesn’t want to. Unlike Elsa, (Y/N) has all the people she needs running after her, trying to bring her back from whatever she’s battling inside of her. Sadly, they’re all the wrong people trying to help her.”

 “What do you mean?” the Captain frowned, not understanding what he meant.

 “There’s one person who she wants to help her… but in a way can’t.”

 “Tony, you’re not making sense.”

 “Okay, I’ll put it into words that you’ll understand, Cap,” Tony turned to the blue-eyed Avenger with a serious expression. “-do you love her, or do you not?”

 “What…? What does that have to do with-“

 “Answer the goddamn question.”

 Steve didn’t know what to say. He looked at you as you were smiling at something Natasha and Wanda said behind the glass viewing window.

 “I do love her…” the look in his eyes was filled with pain and regret. It hurt him to admit the truth. “But…”

 “There’s no buts, Cap,” Tony shook his head.

 “There is…” Steve sighed softly and tore his eyes away from you.


“Because it’s the only way it’ll hurt less… I do love her… a lot. But…it hurts to take her away from Bucky,” the Captain admitted as he turned away. “-the only reason I didn’t go after her…is because I made a promise.”

“I promised to never stop fighting for her… for him.”

Soulmates (Michael) Part Two

Here is Part 1, just in case you missed it :) 

Michael feels…..

Three days after you walked away from Michael. You hadn’t heard anything from him, but you hadn’t bothered to reach out to him either. Partially because you were afraid, the other half because you just wanted to be alone. You had been getting on with your daily routine of going to work, coming home to eat and laze around. Ashton had called you a few times, but you never answered. Never called back. 

You love Michael. 

But you were too stubborn to admit it to him or even yourself. He had been apart of your life for many years, but you could never had imagined you’d fall in love with him. 

It happened a while ago, you were at Michael’s house. The typical night of sitting in, relaxing before he had to leave for the rest of his tour. He insisted on watching a different film rather than your usual horror kind. 

“So, I picked out this film for tonight… What do you think?” Michael held up the DVD case to you, receiving a very confused look from you, he giggled. “I know, I know. It’s very different to our usual choice, but it’s my last night here and I want it to be peaceful, and perhaps a little romantic.” 

Raising your brows, you stared at him, “Romantic? Are you trying to seduce me, Michael?” 

“I think I could do it a little better than just sticking a soppy film on, don’t you think?” He smirked.

You shrugged, agreeing with him. “So, yeah. We’re going to watch this, we’re going to enjoy it and you might even cry. Who knows!” He grinned widely. 

You tucked your legs in, bringing your knees to your chest, already digging into the range of snacks. Michael jumped on the seat beside you, lightly punching your arm he laughed. “You know, I got them for both of us.. Just saying, though.” 

Looking him dead in the eyes, you shoved more food into your mouth. “Oh well.” You mumbled over the food in your mouth. “So beautiful.” He joked. 

Throughout the film, you could feel Michael’s eyes on you, though he tried to hide it, you could still feel him watching you watching the film. Even if you wasn’t paying that much attention to it either. You never thought to mention anything, instead you let him watch you. He made you feel safe, it didn’t feel awkward. Just, real. 

The film came to an end, and you yawned, stretching your arms above your head. “Well.” You spoke between yawning. “That was something.” You continued. Michael shifted his eyes from you, back to the screen. “Yeah. Sure was.” 

“I’ll be right back.” He got up from the sofa, heading upstairs. You cleaned up the mes from the empty wrappers. Crawling along the floor, you picked up everything. Finding a screwed up piece of paper just underneath the sofa. “Hm.” You mumbled to yourself. Unscrunching the paper, you read the words. Song lyrics, maybe. Your eyes shifted from left to right as you took in the words, a smile on your lips after you reached the end. Reading your name at the bottom, you felt your heart flutter. “What you got?” Michael questioned from behind you. “Oh! Just some rubbish.” You smiled nervously, tucking the paper into your back pocket. 

Michael shrugged, walking into the kitchen to get a drink from the fridge. You admired the way his hair was flat yet still sticking out over the place. The way he made you feel, brought on so many confused thoughts. Thoughts that would soon become clear. 

You love him.

You snapped out of your daydream to the sound of your doorbell. You wiped your face, and headed towards the door. 

Ashton stood on the other side, pursed lips and a concerned look. 

“Hey.” You muttered.

“Hey.” He replied, keeping his eyes locked on yours. “Can I come in?”

Nodding, you opened the door slightly, taking a step back allowing him access. Closing the door behind him, you sighed. Still facing the door to avoid his quite judgmental stare. 

“I figured seen as you won’t return my texts or calls, I’ll come and see you.”

You turned to meet his stare, sucking in your bottom lip, and nodded slowly. “Yeah. Sorry.” 

“Sorry? Y/N. What happened?” 

Shrugging, you looked away from him. “I don’t know what to tell you. I guess I was scared.”

“Michael is broken. You didn’t have to walk away, Y/N.”

Still avoiding his stare, you looked down at your hands. Nervously tugging at the nail on your thumb. “I don’t get it? You know. One minute, you and Mikey are fine. And the best of friends. The next, he’s telling you how he really feels. And you walk away. Tell me, what I’m missing here? Because honestly. i don’t know.” 

You crossed your arms, meeting his glare. “Ash.. If I could take it back. I would. But, I can’t.”

“You love him. Right? You love him.” 


Throwing his hands up, he laughed. “So tell him! We leave in less than 5 hours for tour. Just go tell him. You kids, drive me insane.” 

Ashton tossed you your car keys, and nodded towards the door. “Go.” He smiled.

Nodding, you opened the door, and jogged to your car. On the way to Michael’s apartment, you smiled to yourself. Knowing just how foolish you had been. Stopping at the red light, you opened the compartment in your car, the same note you found years ago of Michael’s discarded song lyrics. Bringing that same heart fluttering sensation back. 

You finally reached his apartment, he was stood outside, loading his stuff into the back of a car. 

“Mikey.” You yelled, causing him to draw his attention to you. 

Walking towards him, you stopped just a inches away from him. “I’m sorry.” Michael placed the last bag in the boot, not speaking a word. 

“Something happened today. I realised something about you. About us.” You played with your hands.

“I’m telling you, it’s the most real thing I’ve felt in my entire life… I love you.”

Stepping closer to him, you pulled his hands into yours. “I was stupid. And I shouldn’t have walked away from you, I know. But, I’m here now. And, I’m telling you that I love you and I have for so long. But I was too stubborn to admit it. I guess, I was afraid of ever admitting it. because, look at us. We’re best friends, we have been for donkey’s years.” Smiling at him, you hoped he would stop you from rambling. “I found something a few years ago. In your apartment.” Pulling out the note from your pocket, you placed it in his hands. “Finding this note, was the day I knew I loved you.” 

Still not saying a word, you stepped back from him. “Mikey, I’m sorry. I just wanted you to know how I really felt before you left.” Turning away, you headed back to your car. Hoping that he would stop you. But nothing..

You got into your car, taking one last look at him as he looked down at the note you placed in his hands. Your eyes dropped, knowing he wasn’t going to say anything. So you drove away. Fighting back the tears that were forming in your eyes. “Fuck.” You mumbled to yourself. 

You stopped at the red light, banging your hands on the steering wheel. Battling with yourself and blaming yourself for everything. 

Your phone started to buzz, in the hopes of it being Michael you picked it up. Reading the text from Ashton, checking up on how things went. You threw it back down on the seat. You didn’t pay attention to the road as you started to turn the corner. That’s when a car out of nowhere hit you. Sending your car spinning, you were unable to control the wheel. Hearing your tire’s screech along the tarmac, you kept spinning. Hitting your head off of the window. 

Your mind had gone blank, as you sat there in the car. Eyes closed, the blood trickled from your head down to your chin, dripping onto your clothes. Unconscious to the world, unconscious to your thoughts. 

Just on the seat beside you, your phone lit up. Buzzing away to itself, the caller on the other end had no clue. 

Michael, had no clue. 

(Why did I write this, omg)

Okay, so here is part two. It’s quite dramatic and sad. 

I hope you guys like it. I’m sorry if you don’t.

I will be doing a part 3 of this. It’s definitely not ending like this. 

Thank you for reading.

Love you. 

Here’s the thing guys, treat mark with more respect.
Just because he’s your idol or the person you’ve always been wanting to meet, doesn’t give you the consent to be rude to him or grab him in inappropriate ways.
think of why you’re meeting him. Don’t treat him with disrespect. He doesn’t deserve it.
He meets a lot of his fans all the time and like he said he likes meeting us. He likes hearing our stories and how he has fit into our lives. It’s amazing! He doesn’t treat us with disrespect when you meet him and talk to him. So don’t disrespect him.

Imagine how awkward it would be for him in that moment that he’s touched or grabbed somewhere and not just awkward but imagine how awful when someone touches you with no consent and in inappropriate ways. Sadly I’m sure he knows how to react to this now. It’s not right to do this to him. He’s even said that it happens a lot.

Why would you even do something like that to him? Like he said, imagine if he were a girl. We would all be defending her no matter what. Cause it’s not right for a guy to grab a Girls ass without her consent right? We all know it’s not. So why is it ok when someone does it to a guy? It’s not. Imagine also if Mark grabbed a fans ass. It wouldn’t be right either. Chances are he would probably get in trouble for it. And he probably has to go through this multiple times per convention. It’s sad. And it’s outright disgusting to treat him with such little respect. He deserves more respect than that. He does so much for us. He has saved a lot of us. There is so many things that Mark has done that have improved our lives for the better. He touched so many of us in ways we can’t even describe. In ways we can even explain. Does he deserve this? No. Not on the slightest. Is it cause he’s famous? Do you think that that gives you a right to do that to him. No it doesn’t.
And Ik it’s not everyone. We all know it’s not everyone. But that doesn’t mean we can’t let everyone know that it’s not ok.
If you meet him I can not stress enough that you need to treat him with the most respect and kindness. Don’t touch him inappropriately in anyway. Ask for a hug if you want one. Get his consent. If he says no don’t take it personally. And if he says yes don’t abuse your consent he gave you. Ask for a picture. Don’t force it upon him. Treat him kindly. Don’t do anything without his consent.

And I hope mark knows how much we care and that most of us would not do that. Hopefully most of us wouldn’t. But I hope he knows that we are here to defend him and stand up for him. He doesn’t have to be a girl to be stood up for. He deserves just as much respect as everyone else. And Mark we will always stand up for you. No matter what.

Preference #100: Prince in Plaid.

A/N: First off this is my hundreth post…wow! Didn’t think I’d ever get this far. Since it’s my hundreth post I wanted to do something a little different. Note this story is a little sad, and maybe triggering for some people. I don’t know how or why this idea came to me, but it did and I just ran with it. I hope you guys like it. Some strong(ish) language used, involves physical/sexual abuse, and young pregnancy. Read with caution. If this offends anyone I’m sorry, I don’t mean for it to offend anyone. Note this is just a figment of my imagination so any similarities to anyones real life story is purely coincidental.

I was nervous about posting this, but I decided to take a chance. If you guys don’t like it or don’t approve I’ll take it down but I hope you guys do like this piece of writing. Please give me feedback, I’d love to hear your thoughts.

Word count: 994.

You hadn’t had an easy life growing up, your mother died in childbirth so you never grew up with a mother which really affected you. You missed having a female presence in your life, that motherly figure that would always help you. All you had was a father, a father that didn’t really care about you. Your father was a police officer and was out of the house a lot, but when he was in the house he was an angry, raging drunk who beat you on a daily basis. Not a day went by where you didn’t have a broken bone, a bloody lip or a black eye or a bruise. You always lied to people and told them you were just clumsy, besides nobody would believe a man with such high standing in society could be such a dick.

You just had to deal with it on your own. Your other family had shut themselves off from you and her father so you had nobody to turn to in your hour of need, so you just put up with the beating. Allison you become cold, isolated, hateful, spiteful, malicious, and unkind. The world hadn’t been kind to you, so you weren’t going to be kind to the world. When you turned sixteen the beatings stopped, however your father became even more sinister. He began sexually abusing you, and then you fell pregnant and gave the baby up for adoption to avoid disgrace. How could the world know your daughter was also your sister, the only way to avoid it was to give the child up. You didn’t shed a tear you just carried on with your life. School was brutal, bullies made you a target you hated it. Then a new boy started called Michael, the two of you instantly became friends and got on like a house on fire. You never told him about your home life, you kept that buried deep inside. A month past and you were still best friends, he cheered you up if you were having a bad day and was there when you needed him.

You were partnered together for an English assignment and he insisted on having a meeting at your house, because his was a mess of moving boxes, because his family had so much stuff not everything had been unpacked yet. You reluctantly agreed since you needed good grades to get into your desired college that was a million miles from your father, well not exactly a million miles but it was far enough to escape him. You would do anything to get away from the abuse. Michael texted you telling you he was running a little late, you sat at the table working when your father came in drunk yet again “you know it’s your fault she’s dead right? If you hadn’t of been born she’d still be here” he snarled, his vile malicious words cut through you like a knife. You were tired of hearing these words so this time you bit back “well if you’d of put something on the end of it we wouldn’t have a problem” you said calmly and coldly. Then a stinging sensation ran through your cheek, after your father had slapped you. He kept hitting you, the blows getting harder each time.

Little did you know Michael had arrived and heard bangs and crying, he rushed inside and saw your father beating you. He ran over and rugby tackled him to the ground and pounded his fists into his face, your father was now a bloody mess. Neighbours had heard the commotion and dialled the police. You were fading in and out of consciousness but the sirens filled your ears like screams…screams that once escaped your lips. Michael held onto your hand and the police handcuffed your father and took him to the hospital to be checked before placing him in a cell. Michael stayed by your bedside holding your hand.

Your eyes flickered open and saw him there, and you smiled. You knew what he had done “you saved me” you said “I guess you’re my prince in plaid huh?” you giggled. “I’m not a prince, but I will be if you’ll be my princess” he said. You raised your brow “what?” you asked confused by his statement. “I like you…No I love you. I know you’re my best friend which is why I didn’t say anything but seeing your dad beating you like that I had to stop it. It made me truly realise that I am head over heels in love with you, I’d never let anyone hurt you” he said. The truth was you’d had a crush on Michael since the day you’d met him “I love you too” you said. “You do?” and you nodded. He kissed your lips “I’m going to help you through this okay; your grandparents are in the hall they’re going to look after you till you go to college. But I’ll be here whenever you need me” he smiled. Then the doctor came in and said it was time to go and he reluctantly left after kissing your cheek.

You were released from hospital a couple days later but you were still in a lot of pain so didn’t go to school. But that didn’t stop Michael from coming to see you, and taking the work you’d done to school for you. You didn’t want to fall behind. When you finally did go back to school Michael picked you up and you walked through the halls together hand in hand. He was wearing the same plaid shirt he’d worn that night, he didn’t want to wear it anymore because it may cause you to remember the night and feel bad but you insisted he worse it. Simply because it reminded you just how much of a prince he was. He was your perfect prince in plaid, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.