why i did this you ask

One day, the earth looked up at the sun, and asked “ why are you so close? You burn me with your heat. ” And the sun slowly moved farther away each day. Until the day came, and the earth, covered with snow asked “ can you please come closer. Your heat warms me, and I am cold.” So, the sun slowly moved closer, until she was warm again. And so it went. Too hot then too cold. But, the sun never changed. He only did what she asked. His satisfaction came with the knowledge that she would always need him. In good and in bad times. He would circle her forevermore, and always give her what she wanted.
—  wordsbyt 
our little family pt.5 | park jimin

Originally posted by jinsthighs

Pairing: Father! Jimin + Reader

Genre: Fluff/Angst + parent au

Word Count: 3.2k

Summary: You were just a pre-school teacher, a simple dream that came true as you always adored children. But what you didn’t know, was how one child and her very special father would change you dream forever.

Parts: 1 2 3 4 5

AN: SO I though this was going to be the last part BUT it’s not, I’m so sorry but the next part definitely will and again I’m so sorry for the wait, things had been a little rough at school with exams and just life *ugh* but I hope you enjoy this!

“Hey, what’s wrong man?” Taehyung asked worriedly, as Jimin sat down in front of him, his head buried in his hands as he let out a long sigh.

It had been a couple days since he’d last seen you, and honestly it was destroying him. Every day he’d go to Jieun’s preschool, expecting to see you there, but you weren’t.

But in all honesty, even if you were, he didn’t know what he’d do. What would he say to you after what happened? Would he act like it never happened? Would he bring it up? Would you bring it up?

“I–” he started before grumbling, “I just don’t know what to do Taehyung-ah.”

Prying Jimin’s hands away from his face, Taehyung looked at the boy and teased, “It’d be easier for me to help if you told me what’s actually going on.”

Jimin gave him a look, before sighing again and spilling out everything that happened in the last 3 weeks. From the day he met you,m to the club incident and to last Friday, to where Jimin had messed up big time.

“So you were about to kiss her and then you just..didn’t?” Taehyung asked in disbelief, “Are you freaking crazy? Why?!

"I–” Jimin exasperated before taking a breath, “I couldn’t do that to her.”

He stirred the small spoon he held in his coffee cup as he continued, “I didn’t want to because she deserves someone much more than me. She doesn’t deserve to be held back with someone who’s a single father and–”

“Did she say that?” Taehyung interrupted softly making Jimin look up at him with widened eyes.

“Did she say she didn’t want to be with you? Because I think it’s up to her whether she thinks you’re deserving or not and in all honesty man? You’re hell of a good guy.” Taehyung finished, with a proud smile on his face.

“Just look at the way you raised Jieun. She’s one of the most beautiful kids I know and the sweetest too? Why? Because of you.” Taehyung said softly, making Jimin chuckle, “Even after Herim left you, you still stayed strong. Why wouldn’t she deserve you?”

At the sound of Jieun’s mothers name and Jimin’s ex, he grimaced slightly although Taehyung didn’t give him anytime to ponder upon her when he started again, “You just need to trust yourself more, give yourself more credit Jimin-ah.” Taehyung advised, looking at Jimin with a sympathetic look in his eyes.

Jimin simply nodded, his mouth opening to say something as he looked up from his drink, when he saw a familiar figure walk through, his breath hitching at the sight. His gaze quickly followed you as you walked up to the cash register, fiddling with your sleeves, a habit he had noticed you often had, as you quietly ordered.

Taehyung looked to where Jimin was intently gazing upon when his own eyes widened, a bright smile of disbelief appearing on his face, when your name slipped out of his mouth.

Jimin looked at Taehyung in bewilderment when you suddenly turned around, your eyes meeting Taehyung’s as the smile you returned made Jimins lips part in surprise.

“Wai-” he started anxiously when Taehyung jumped out of his seat and started to walk towards you, quickly engulfing your small body into his arms as he hugged you tightly, making small giggles spill out of you.

Jimin quickly stood up, his eyes still furrowed in confusion as he stared at the scene in front of him.

H-how did Taehyung know you?

But just as he was trying to sort his thoughts out, he had failed to notice that the both of you were approaching him. You looked up away from Taehyung, a wide smile still on your face as when suddenly you felt your breath being knocked out of you, your eyes widening as you stood there in shock.

Jimin stared back at you, a similar expression on his own face when you saw him gulp nervously, his eyes darting towards Taehyung as you noticed him look at the two of you in confusion.

“Hey Y/N.” Jimin said anxiously, his voice cracking at the slightest as Taehyung choked on his spit beside you.

“Wait, you two know each other already?” Taehyung said in disbelief as you simply stared at Jimin in front of you.

It was as if you didn’t hear what Taehyung had said. Not when Jimin was in front of you, looking almost as good as he did the other day, making you want to rip out your hair in frustration. You didn’t know how you felt then. Were you upset because of what happened last Friday? Did you feel betrayed? Were you mad at him or yourself, for making assumptions that were prone to be false.

“Taehyung-ah. Remember I told you Jieun’s going to school now?” Jimin started when suddenly Taehyung’s eyes widened, when Jimin continued, trailing off at the end, “Y/N’s her teacher…”

Everything connected in Taehyung’s mind like puzzle pieces as he gaped at the two of you for a second before getting himself together, afraid the situation was going to get more awkward than it already was.

“Wha–Wow! The world is such a small place isn’t it?!” Taehyung exclaimed as you found yourself giving him a tight smile in response.

“Well, I never knew you too knew each other. I met Y/N is college, I think sophomore year?  Remember all the good times Y/N? You wouldn’t believe me, but Y/N sure was a party girl.” Taehyung joked, wrapping his arm around your shoulder playfully and nudging your arm, causing you to crack an embarrased smile at him.

I mean it was literally impossible to not smile back when Taehyung’s smile was simply contagious. Just as you were about to joke back, you heard your name being called by the barista as you quickly excused yourself to go get your order, leaving the two boys alone again.

“This is crazy.” Taehyung muttered as soon as you were out of ear-shot, sitting back down next to Jimin, who simply shot him a glare.

“Why didn’t you tell me you knew her already?!” he asked to what Taehyung scoffed, “It’s not like you ever told me her name!”

Jimin started to retort but shut his mouth quickly when he realized Taehyung was right.

“But Jimin,  If I were to give you one thing, you sure know how to pick your women.”

“Yah! Kim Taehyung!”

“Hey! Y/N! Wait up!” a voice called behind you as you walked out the coffee shop, stopping at the sound of your name.

Turning around you saw Jimin shooting you a awkward smile as he made his way towards you, a nervous step in his walk.

“Hey.” you said in a small voice as you gripped the cup in your hand.

“A-are you busy or?” he asked slowly before you shook your head.

“Not really, but I was planning on going back home. I had some stuff to do since I’m going back to school in a couple days.” you replied, a sense of hope filling you as soon as Jimin smiled widely at you in response.

“That’s good.” he nodded to himself, before adding uncertainy,“ C-Can I walk you home?”

The two of you walked down the street, the sun shining in the corner as the light breeze enveloped the two of you as you both continued talking to each other, falling back into a comfortable balance, neither of you mentioning what had happened just days ago.

“Yea, so that actually happened.” you laughed, as Jimin looked at you in complete surprise.

“He just kissed you.” Jimin said blankly.

“Well he was drunk, but goodness, his face when I told him the next day was priceless.” You said.

“Man, never thought Taehyung was a wild one.” Jimin snorted, making you retort, “Taehyung was always a wild one.”

Your apartment quickly came into view as you rounded the corner when suddenly Jimin spoke up.

“I’m sorry by the way.” Jimin said softly, as you froze, your eyes nervously looking up at him, immediately dreading the next few words about to come out of his mouth.

“About last Friday, I should've–”

“Jimin, it’s okay really. Mistakes happen.” you replied quickly, not wanting to hear his explanation. Not wanting to know why he had rejected you and why he hadn’t kissed you.

Jimin’s eyes immediately widened as he shook his head,“ Y/N! N-No…I mean..It wasn’t a mista–”

You hesitatingly touched his arm, making him stop mid-sentence as he looked at you, before you said tightly, not looking up at him, “It’s fine Jimin. I understand, really.”

As you quickly mumbled a silent goodbye, you turned around and started to walk towards your apartment door when Jimin asked.

“Do you?”

As his words shot through you, you looked back at him in confusion, your heart racing at the way Jimin was staring at you, his brown eyes boring into your soul.

“Do you understand, really?”

“Jimin, I don’t understand what you’re trying to say–”

“Y/N, I care about you.”

You felt your heart stop in your chest as your hands faltered on the railing you didn’t realize you had been holding so tightly. Lips parting, your could feel your throat go dry as no words would come out, your mind still trying to process the words that had left his mouth.

But before you could do anything else, Jimin took a couple strides towards you and before you knew it, he had pulled you into his chest. His arms wrapped around your waist as he brought you closer to him, his shaky breath fanning your bare shoulder, making the hairs rise on your arms at the closeness.

“A lot.” he added in a light whisper, his grip tightening around you as words made you shiver.

Since last Friday, you never thought you’d needed Jimin this close to you ever again, but at that moment you knew, you’d always want him this close to you, for as long as you possibly could.

Pulling away, his hand intertwined with yours as he gave you small squeeze before smiling at you softly. At that moment you waned to tell him to stay, but your tongue restricted you of any speech and soon he waved you goodbye and walked down the street, leaving you feeling breathless. You slowly leaned across your front door, your hand reaching out to your chest as you could feel your heart thumping.

What had just happened?

You were lying down on the couch, your legs sprawled around as pillows and blankets were messily spread around, while you blinked through your sleepy eyes as you the bright lights filled the room through your blinds.

Did you seriously fall asleep on the couch?

You looked at the clock as the hand pointed to 5 when you moaned, cursing yourself for waking up so early. Just then you heard your phone ring, making you grown in annoyance as you dug through your couch and its gaps in attempts to find the ringing device. Without looking at the caller ID, you put the phone to your ear as you mumbled, your voice groggy, “Hello?”

“Y/N?” a voice said hurriedly, making you furrow your eyebrows in confusion as you quickly looked at the caller ID. Your eyes widened as you suddenly sat up straight, the memories from yesterday flooding in as you pulled back the phone back to your ear.

“Jimin?”

“Hey, I know it’s a really bad time, but I need your help, please.” he begged, the rawness in his voice making you full of worry.

“Jimin, what happened? I-Is something wrong?” you blurted, getting up from the couch as you quickly shrugged on a jacket you had laying on the couch.

“No..I mean yes… It’s just- can you take care of Jieun today? It’s just s-someone I know got into an accident and I need to see them but I don’t want to take Jieun there with me and Yura isn’t in town this week an–”

Letting out a silent sigh of relief, you replied immediately, “Of course Jimin. Of course I’ll take care of Jieun. God, I thought something happened to yo–” you sputtered when you realized what you were saying, your words trailing off as your face flushed in embarrassment.

But to your relief, Jimin hadn’t noticed as he let out a long sigh, “Oh thank you. Thank you so much Y/N. I’ll be there in 20 minutes.” and before you could say anything back, he ended the call.

You looked around your apartment, resting a hand on your hip before sighing, “Time to actually clean this place.”

Hearing the loud knock, you opened the door to see Jimin and a sleepy Jieun still in her banana pajamas. Holding back your chuckles, you noticed as she tightly clutched a small brown teddy bear in her right hand.

You smiled at her softly before you slowly bent down and cupped her round face within your hands. She blinked at you before a sleepy smile made it’s way to her face, “Hi Ms. Y/N.”

“Hey Jieun-ah.” you whispered softly when you slowly pulled her towards you, her arms automatically wrapping themselves around your neck as you lifted her up into your arms. Her head rested in the crook of your neck as you slowly felt her breathing even, her eyes fluttering close.

You looked back towards Jimin when your lips turned into a small frown, noticing how his eyes were sunken in as his hair was disheveled, his face tight as the tiredness was evident.

“Is everything alright?” you asked softly, grabbing Jieun’s things from him and setting them down beside you.

He shook his head before sighing, “Not really, but I hope so.”

A small silence hung over the two of you, when you spoke up again, as you hesitantly took his hand in yours. He looked up at you in surprise but didn’t pull away as his fingers slowly held yours.

“Don’t stress too much Jimin-ah.” you whispered, squeezing his hand gently, “And don’t worry about Jieun, I’ll take care of her just as well, I promise.”

Jimin’s gaze immediately softened at you, as he suddenly looked at you in a way that had you reminded of yesterday, your insides melting all over again. His brown eyes had you mesmerized on the spot, as you could feel yourself getting pulled into them as the long, torturous seconds passed. But before you could say anything else, you suddenly felt his hands wrap around your waist as he pulled you into his embrace.

His grip on your waist tightened as you felt him sigh in what seemed like content to you, your heart hammering away as your head rested against his chest, the sound of his heartbeat echoing in your ear. You nervously looked up at him, afraid your face would give all your feelings away but he simply smiled softly at you when he turned around and looked at Jieun.

Placing a gentle kiss on her head, he whispered, “Don’t bother Y/N too much, okay sweetie? And be safe. Daddy will be back faster than you know it.”

Jieun hummed happily in response as she simply nestled further into your arms, making you chuckle softly. Looking back at you, Jimin gently tucked your the stray strands that fell out of your ponytail back behind your ear before he pulled you closer to him, your breath hitching in your throat at the sudden closeness.

His plush lips brushed your forehead, kissing it firmly, the sensation sending tingles down your body as the intimacy of the kiss had your knees turning weak.He pulled back slowly as he gave you a smile that made you want to crawl into a small ball in the corner of your room, his gaze making you feel something that was almost indescribable.

“You too. Take care, okay? And call me if anything happens, I’ll be there.” he whispered as his hands still cradled your face, his fingers tracing small circles on your cheeks.

You nodded, your tongue tied in your mouth as he let out an airy chuckle, releasing you and Jieun from his hold before bidding you goodbye. You waited for his car to disappear down your street before you closed the door behind you, a shy smile on your face as you held Jieun closer to you.

“Oh Jieun-ah, why does your dad do this to me, huh?” you whispered more so to yourself, blushing slightly as you grabbed her things and took it upstairs. Reaching your room, you gently placed Jieun down on the bed, pulling up the covers to her neck when suddenly her hand gripped your wrist.

“Ms. L/N, please don’t go.” she mumbled quietly, her eyes still close as she tugged on you harder. You sighed in defeat, a small smile on your face as you got into the covers, pulling Jieun’s small body into yours as she immediately moved into your warmth.

You smiled in adoration as you kissed her forehead softly, your heart swelling at the little girl in front of you. Brushing her hair back from her face, soft exhales left her rosy lips as you found your eyes take in the look of peace on her face.

You’d often wondered where Jieun got her nose from, her eyes and smile an exact copy of Jimin’s. But it had then hit you slowly that it probably came from her mom, someone’s existence you’d completely managed to have forgotten.

You sighed as you slightly shifted in the bed, your lips tilting downwards. You wondered how she was. Was she pretty? She must’ve been  if Jimin liked her and had Jieun, who looked like an actual doll. Did he love her? And did he still love her?

Moreover, did he like you?

You wanted to ignore those thoughts but you couldn’t help but wonder if he did. I mean, the way he was treating you meant something, right? With what happened yesterday, it only made sense. But it still had you scared. This was completely new territory for you, it being years since you had dated someone.

Brushing away the thought, you pulled Jieun in closer to you, her small hands grabbing onto your sweater as she hummed in slight content, making a happy smile spread across your face as you immediately forgot your troubles.

It was one of your dreams honestly. To have a child. It might seem like a typical thing. One dates, gets married, then has kids, it’s a process. But to you, ever since you were a kid and were an only child you’d always love being with smaller kids. No matter who they were, you’d always care for others, just as if you were their biological sister.

But you weren’t sure why Jieun made you genuinely happy. Was it because of Jimin? You used to think so, but you felt otherwise. You felt that it was because of Jieun you had fallen for Jimin and not the other way around. Jieun was the spitting image of the perfect daughter you’d always wanted, while Jimin was everything you had wanted in a guy.

And you didn’t know what had scared you more.

When my roommate was Taken and Replaced, there were a lot of things I was prepared for (things like sleeping with iron on, keeping salt under my pillow, constantly being on guard, and never taking food from her), but explaining memes to her was not one.

I was in our room studying, just trying to cram for one of the classes we have an excess of tests in, when Not Vex looked right at me and asked, “Why are so many people talking about the friends we made along the way? It doesn’t even make any sense. Today at lunch, Binks said ‘maybe the real final exam was the friends we made along the way’ while we were studying. It just-it makes no sense.”

It took me longer than was probably polite to answer, because how the hell are you supposed to answer when one of Them asks why a meme exists? I did have to answer eventually, though.

“It’s called a meme. It’s things that start on the internet that people find funny, and they usually don’t make sense, and they start getting used in different ways. The one you were talking about started to make fun of something that’s in a lot of movies, where they search for treasure or a prize or something and don’t find it, and someone says something about the real prize being the friends they made along the way. People love making fun of overdone tropes, so it got really big and now people use it in a lot of ways and some of them make no sense, like the one Binks used,” I told Not Vex, hoping my explanation was enough and I could get back to my studying.

She seemed satisfied, and I thought that was the end of it.

If only I could be so lucky.

Now, anytime there’s a new one, she’ll make it a point to tap me on the shoulder and ask “Is that one of those meme things you told me about?”

Vex was never very quiet, and Not Vex isn’t either. Now everyone knows I am on good enough terms with Them to talk to my Gentry roommate about memes and I have no idea what to do with that kind of power.

[x]

Paige: “Do you love [Emily]? …Maybe that’s what made you scared and such a terrible person. Sorry…person who sometimes did terrible things.”

Alison: “I was terrible. Sometimes I still am. That’s why you can’t ask me that…about Emily.”

Alison is terrified of hurting Emily, she’s worried that she’s not enough for her.

The Love She Felt

Originally posted by kpopidolaegyooo

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Angst

Word Count: 324

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Jimin just didn’t know how to love, but he wants to learn how.

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Attached (Preview)

Preview Summary: Your first day on the job at the New York Bulletin takes a catastrophic turn when you accidentally overlook a fellow employee’s private chat session. 

Word Count: 1,086

A/N: This story idea came to mind after I read ‘Attachments’ by Rainbow Rowell. Though it took me a while, I finally wrote this idea on paper. As mentioned above, this is just a preview of the story and I won’t be updating it just yet, but I want to share this part with all of you. After I’m done with ‘#DateMeBuckyBarnes’ series, I will focus my attention on this story as well as the ‘Roommates’ series. I hope you enjoy this sneak peek. 

Originally posted by imaginingbucky

Well…I’m screwed.

Although you closed out all of the windows on your computer screen, they knew someone overlooked their chat session, and you invaded their privacy. Newly hired, you were just adapting to your new position and familiarizing yourself with the countless applications on your workstation. Highly unaware, you opened one that gave you access to the live chat sessions that occurred throughout the building. Granted, you should’ve closed the chat session right when you opened it, but you didn’t. You were engrossed with the conversation despite feeling immense guilt about intruding their private exchange.

Big mistake.

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My Little Secret

They had met in Jamaica when Harry went to get away, to write, to have no distractions. But then she came out of nowhere, she was on vacation with her friends, spring break. She was cute, and Harry took a quick liking to her, she was different. She didn’t want to know Harry Styles from One Direction, but just Harry Styles as a person. 

He liked the way she laughed, the way she was carefree but at the same time she wasn’t. He liked the way that she had to plan everything before it happened, that she hated not knowing. He liked the fact that she was a college student, a waitress, a regular girl. He loved the fact that she private, and didn’t want any camera’s on her, she wanted no part in his famous life. She wanted him behind closed doors. The only person in her life that knew about him was her roommate, other than that she kept her lips sealed.

And at the beginning it was easy, he could visit her, she could visit him. She went to his private show in London, met his family. They all loved her, who wouldn’t? She met his friend, his band mates, she sat in the crowd and people just assumed she was a fan. They came in separate cars, him with his team, she would drive her 2008 Ford, they would leave in separate cars. They made it work. 

“When did you get here?” Harry asked, relaxing in the shade near the pool. 

They were careful, up until his three day holiday in Mexico. She stood by the doorway, her sun flower covered dress laid over her bathing suit, sunglasses on her face. 

“About twenty minutes ago, I ran up stairs to change,” she smiled, “how’s your break?”

“Would be better if you laid here with me,” Harry grins, patting the spot next to him.

She laughs, laying next to him, he wraps his arm around her, the two face each other, their faces inches apart, “did you get a hair cut?” he asked, picking up the ends of her hair. 

“Yeah,” she smiled, “I got it the other day.”

“‘s nice,” he yawns, dropping her hair, “I’ve missed you.”

She kisses his jaw line, moving up to the corner of his mouth, “missed you more,” she mumbled, kissing him, “your sister requested to follow my instagram, I had to decline.”

Harry laughs, Y/N made it clear she wants her privacy. And if Gemma, Anne, Harry, and all his friends and family followed her on social media and shared pictures people would start asking questions, something she wasn’t ready for. 

“Did you see me on the late late show?” He asked. 

“I stayed up every night,” she says, making him smile, “your performance of Kiwi gave me life I had no idea I was missing.”

He laughs, moving her body closer to him, and then wrapping his leg around her, “is that so?” he asked. 

She nods, “are you joining me next week?” Harry asks, lips in a pout. 

“I wish, but I have work,” she sighs, “I have to make money to pay for college, you know like normal people.”

“Ugh,” Harry groans, “what about June?”

“I’m all yours,” she promised. 


“We are going out to eat,” Mitch says, leaning against the island in the kitchen. 

“Where are you going?” Y/N asked, placing her chin on the palm of her hand, she tears her gaze away from Harry to Mitch. 

“Some restaurant Claire found,” he shrugs, “I take it you guys won’t be coming?”

“Why wouldn’t you?” Sarah asked, walking in, she sets her back on top of the island, “didn’t you two come out yet?”

“No, why would you think that?” Y/N asked. 

“There are pictures of you like everywhere,” Sarah says, handing her phone to Y/N.

She grabs it, scrolling through twitter. 

Y/N Y/L/N is the girl Harry is with, here is her twitter. 

She’s not that pretty. 

LOL she looks like trash. 

IDK I would put in more effort in my appearance if I was Y/N.

Y/N is cute, leave her alone. 

If Harry likes her, I like her. 

Y/N needs to lose some weight, where did she come from anyways?

I bet Y/N is with him for the money.

Harry grabs the phone, pictures of them from the pool are posted everywhere, links to her social media are attached to tweets.

“Oh God,” Y/N rubs her temples, “how did they find me so quickly?”

“Please don’t listen to them,” Harry says. 

She sighs, she had seen how the fans reacted to his past rumored girlfriends, it was the last thing she wanted. 

“This is crazy,” she says, grabbing her own phone to see calls and texts from her friends, DM’s from people in her school, “this is the last thing I wanted.”

“Why are people like this?” Mitch sighed. 

“Y/N,” Harry says gently. 

“I’m fine,” she shrugs, turning off her phone and slipping it back into her bag, “it was bound to happen at some time anyways.”

“It should’ve happened when you were ready though, not when some guy wanted a pay check,” Harry says, frowning. 

She grabs his hand, “my social media is on private, and I don’t plan on changing that, yeah people know about me, but they can’t really ever know what happens when it’s just us, which is what really matters.”

“‘m sorry love,” Harry kisses her hand, “I know this isn’t ideal.”

“Hey, you have to put up with me and my baggage, I have to do the same, your baggage just happened to be millions of camera’s,” she teased. 

“Sometimes you can get a really good profile picture though,” Harry jokes. 

She rolls her eyes, leaning over the island and kissing him quickly, “you’re very lucky I like you a lot,” she smiled. 

“I’m a very lucky man,” Harry agrees, a smile on his face. 

He grabs his phone sending out one little tweet. 

Please share the love, she’s a wonderful girl who makes me happy, H.

“Stop signing your tweets! We know they’re from you!” Claire yelled, walking into the room. 

The One Where He Apologizes

Pairing: Jughead Jones x Reader

Summary: Rumours spread like wildfire when you walk into school, faced with allegations of cheating on Jughead with Jason before his untimely death. But only Jughead knows the real reason the two of you broke up and must choose whether to defend you or to save it for his memoir.  

A/N: it’s been a while but here’s one i’ve been saving!

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The start of the new year was being ringed in with the news of Jason Blossom having gone missing.

The halls were crowded and students were all studying each other, as though trying to find him amongst them.

But he wasn’t there. And you doubted he wouldn’t return.

Of course, you weren’t jumping at the opportunity to join the bandwagon of people discussing the possibilities of if he was dead or not. You hated how thick the air had become with rumours and gossip. It’s like his disappearance had made it okay for people to talk about things that had been buried for a long time.

Like the fact that you and Jughead had broken up because of Jason.

People started suspecting Jughead and then you, but you were both just one out of the millions of suspects.

You tried not to pay attention to it – there was barely any truth to the mass amount of rumours that had spread about you.

For one, you hadn’t broken up with Jughead, he’d broken up with you, and not because of Jason. You cheered for Jason at games because you were a cheerleader and you spent time with him because Cheryl was your best friend and he was her brother – sometimes he felt like yours, too. But there was nothing romantic between the two of you.

You stand at your locker, wishing you could bury your head inside so people would stop looking at you. Yours and Jugheads breakup was the last big piece of gossip before school had ended and with Jason’s disappearance, it was still fresh on everyone’s minds.

You try to avoid eyes as you walk down the hallway. If only Cheryl was by your side she’d smack people’s heads into lockers just for looking at you the way they were.

You knew what they were thinking: That if Jughead did have something to do with Jason’s disappearance, it’d be all because of you.

And then your eyes land on jughead, who just like everyone else, pins his eyes on you as you pass him. You had hoped he’d reach out, talk to you, dispel the rumours. But he just watches. Like everyone else.

A week had gone by and though people’s incessant whispering had reduced, some people still weren’t able to let it go.

You were sitting in fourth period English, waiting for the bell to ring so you could leave. It was the worst class you had – all of Jason’s friends in there, and only one of yours. Unfortunately, Cheryl was almost always late.

Jughead was in it too. Tucked away in the corner, observing everyone.

Reggie kicks out a chair opposite you and sits down, “You’re awfully quiet,” he says.

You look up at him through your lashes and then continue scribbling across your notebook. He picks it up and places it aside, “You know, everyone thinks your crazy ex-boyfriend killed Jason, right?” he raises his voice, “Isn’t that right, Jughead?”

Jughead barely looks your way.

“What do you think?” he asks you.

“I think you’re way out of your league trying to figure out what happened to Jason. Last I checked, you were failing every class you were in.”

Reggie’s jaw tenses, “I never knew what Jason saw in you,” he growls, “You’re such a bitch.”

You shrug, leaning back in your chair.

“Maybe you and crazy over there did it together,” he nods to Jughead, “What exactly did happen? Because I heard that you cheated on Jughead with Jason and so Jughead dumped you,” he pouts, “And then do you remember that fight in the parking lot? Over you? When you were in Jason’s car and Jason climbed out and punched Jughead when he passed it?”

You stay silent, your heart hammering.

“That’s enough,” Cheryl interrupts, pushing Reggie out of her chair and sitting down, “You have no idea what you’re talking about you absolute idiot.”

The class falls silent, Reggie especially. No one was about to mess with you while Cheryl was around.

With Jason’s’ body being found, people were starting to stop pointing fingers – murder was a serious accusation.

But the memorial game was tonight and you were dreading the drama that would come with it. You didn’t have the energy to be cheerleader, not tonight.

You were standing at the trophy case in the hallway, away from the noise of the game. It was about to start and you knew Cheryl would be looking for you. But you couldn’t stop staring at yourself in your cheerleading uniform in the reflection.

“Hey,” Jughead says, his reflection causing you to turn around.

When you start at him blankly he clears his throat, “I just wanted to make sure you were okay, I mean, after what happened with Reggie last week.”

“Last week,” you mumble in disbelief, “It happened last week, Jug, why are you asking me now?”

“I wanted to ask you then I just – Cheryl showed up.”

“And we both know how much you hate Cheryl,” you scoff.

“I don’t particularly like any of the jocks or cheerleaders in this school,” he says as though reminding you.

“I know,” you say with narrowed eyes, “It explains why you didn’t defend me – it would’ve meant actually talking to me or Reggie.”

“I know I should have,” he says, staring at you apologetically, “Trust me, I felt terrible it’s just… I don’t know what part of what he’s saying was true. You never did tell me why you were in that car with Jason or why he hit me.”

“I was in that car with Jason because he’s Cheryl’s brother and after I spent the night crying my eyes out at her house because you dumped me, he drove me to school. And he asked me what was wrong and I told him: I told him you dumped me because I joined the cheer squad. So he hit you. Because I was as much of a sister to him as Cheryl was. And because that’s a stupid fucking reason to dump someone,” you say pointedly, “You should know these rumours aren’t true because you know why we broke up.”

“Y/N-“

“We broke up because you are so adamant about individuality and because so fucking nihilistic about everything that me joining the cheerleading squad was like me turning into Regina George for you.”

“Your best friend is Cheryl, y/n, you can see why I was concerned about you joining the squad,” he says with narrowed eyes.

“Yeah, she is, and she stands up for me and she has my back, which is more than I can say for you,” you inhale sharply, trying not to let yourself cry, “I haven’t changed because I joined the squad,  but you, Jughead, you’ve changed. Because the guy I was in love with, never would have let Reggie talk to me that way,” you sigh.

With that you storm off, not giving him a second glance. You could tell he was hurt and he knew he was wrong, but you couldn’t think of a way to fix it.

He’d lost you because of his own narrow mindedness.

Starters | Heroes & Villains

|HERO|

“You’re not getting away this time!”

“Your tools are impressive, but they can’t beat natural born power.”

“Don’t you ever grow weary of the same routine?”

“You’re a monster.”

“I must say, of all the people I put behind bars, you’ve got to be the worst.”

“I don’t want to play your sick mind games, I’m not one of your victims!”

“You can’t control me like you can your little puppets, can you?”

“Ugh, I feel bad for whoever has to sort all this mess out.”

“I’m just…tired. I’m tired of everyone’s lives lying on my shoulders.”

“Why can’t these people just learn to take care of themselves?”

“I enjoy my work, I’m a savior! I wouldn’t trade that for anything!”

|VILLAIN|

“What’s the matter, are you afraid of me? Good.”

“I have to say, you are giving me quite a bit of trouble.”

“You’re about to piss me off, brat.”

“Come on, you can get out of that, can’t you? At least try.”

“Go on, at least put on a show if you’re going to challenge me.”

“The last guy didn’t end up so well, if you’ve heard. I admire your bravery.”

“As much as I appreciate tenacity, I don’t appreciate annoying flies interrupting my plans.”

“Now that I’ve got you, what should I do first?”

“Relax, kiddo. Not everyone’s out here for mass murder or world domination. Maybe I just wanted to take this car for a joy ride.”

“Why do you always have to ruin my fun?”

“Why did I turn bad? Why do heroes ask such inane questions?”

“You don’t need to understand me, I don’t WANT you to understand me!”

“Not everyone can be pulled into the light, hero.”

anonymous asked:

1,18,&19????

1. “Oh my God. You’re in love with her.”

a/n: whoop whoop some college shawn comin @ ya


“So, uh, what’s been going on with you and Y/n?” Brian asks Shawn from across the pingpong table. The boys were never ones to get deep or gush like girls, but after the way Shawn had been attached at the him to you lately, someone had to ask him about it. 

“Nothin’ man, she’s just really cool and funny.” Shawn brushes off, smacking the ball back to Brian, but missing the table completely. 

“Yeah, okay. Whatever you say, man.” Brian teases. 


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Invisible, Chapter Eight

Summary: Cursed as a child, you have lived your entire life invisible and alone. When deaths start happening in your town, the Winchesters come rolling in to investigate. What will happen when Dean is the first one who has been able to see you since you were a kid? Will Sam believe that you’re real? Will Dean believe you when you tell him you haven’t killed anyone? And why, after all of this time, is Dean Winchester the only one who can see you?

Invisible Masterlist - Previous Chapter

word count: ~1650

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The Night Ahead (Part 2)

summary: bucky came out of cryostasis after just a few months. with the help of steve, he’s trying to piece the fractions of his mind back together. while flipping through old HYDRA files, he remembers something from his days as the winter soldier: you.

pairing: bucky x reader (sort of?? it’s complicated)

series contains: angsty angst, sadness, bucky reliving memories as the Winter Soldier, violence, people die a lot, bucky trying to cope, really awful translations of German, Russian, and Romanian (thanks to google translate i apologize in advance)

a/n: thank you for all the nice comments and love for this fic! i appreciate it and love you all for it. hopefully this part is just as enjoyable as the first, and it’s now from the reader’s perspective. also, i had issues with the tags last time. almost half of the people didn’t end up getting tagged? so hopefully tumblr isn’t an asshole this time. MASTER LIST | PART ONE

Originally posted by multi-fandom-imagines13

The Belmont Inn sat in solidarity upon one of the many hills located in rural Montana. Looking upon the Inn from the town nestled in the valley below, there’s a single winding road that reached the Inn’s entrance. The Inn itself had been around since the early 1900s but received a facelift a couple of years ago. It was one of those buildings that were created with the intent to merge with the surrounding environment rather than stand out. Made from spruce wood, both the inside as well as the outside reminded people of the old country. It was impressive, but an overall simple architectural feat. It was one of my favorite places.

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Nothing says “sorry” like Roses

Namjoon x Reader

1.4k words

Genre: Fluff

Summary: You wok at a flower shop, and Namjoon needs something that says “sorry I burned your kitchen down and spilled your grandmothers ashes; please give my dog back.” 


“What did you do?” 

The words slipped past your lips before you could stop them, but it was an obvious question that you didn’t usually have to ask. Normally, when nervous men walked into the small florist shop, they wanted nothing more than to tell you why they were sleeping on the couch this time. You had heard everything, nothing surprised you anymore–other than this clumsy young man wandering around as though he had no idea how he had gotten there.

“Sorry?” He said, turning abruptly to face you.

“Not to be nosy, but I might be able to help you if I know what you’re looking for–or what you’re apologizing for.” You said, and the man rubbed the back of his neck as he looked at the floor. “You don’t have to tell me, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” 

“I set her kitchen on fire.” He muttered after a moment.

“Oh. Well nothing says sorry like roses–” You started, but he shook his head.

“That’s not all. I broke her vase…” 

“That’s not so bad.” You said, giving him a reassuring smile. “You can give her a new one with the flowers.”

He shook his head again. “It had her grandmothers ashes in it.” 

“Oh.” That had you stumped for a moment, and he continued before you recovered. 

“Her parents hate me. She says I don’t spend enough time with her. She moved out last week and took my dog. So I need something that says “Sorry I burned down half your house, spilled your grandmothers ashes, and that I’m not very likable. Please forgive me, and give Monie back.” 

You nodded slowly. This would be tough. If you had known him as a friend, you probably would have told him to give up–at some point, relationships weren’t going to get better. You had seen it all, heard it all, and flowers could only do so much; you weren’t a miracle worker.

But not only was he a customer, his dog was at stake.

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William Nylander- Knäppgök

Request: Can I get an imagine for either William nylander or Auston Matthews where you’re dating and you get a bruise or something on your neck and he thinks it’s a hickie so you guys get in a fight because he thinks you’re cheating? But then it all works out in the end?

Author’s note: This broke my heart so I hope you’re happy!

Warnings: cuss words. 

Up next: Tyler Seguin

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Happy Endings


Happy Endings (Part ½)

Bucky x Reader

MCU where Bucky and reader become unlikely friends. She falls for him, he gets there…kinda

WC: 1000

Warnings: Swearing (always with me), fighting (hand to hand - no one gets hurt), Bucky being aggressive (and a smart ass)

Part 2 will have the SMUT

AN: This is one of the first things I’ve ever written about Bucky. I’ve edited and changed so much and it’s finally complete. (Legit, i think it’s taken me like nine fucking months to actually get it done.) I really hope you enjoy it.


He heard the tinkling of your laughter as he waited for his coffee and sighed at the sound, grabbing his drink and searching for the source, he found you at the back corner of the dimly lit coffee shop, sitting with Nat, who smiled at him when he approached.

“Bucky!” Nat exclaimed, “Hey!”

He nodded, “Ladies,” he said by way of greeting.

You smiled up at him, “Hi,” you said, almost softly. “We could’ve picked you up a coffee if you wanted.”

“I needed a break from Stark,” he replied. Then after a beat, he turned abruptly and left.

You sighed, “The personality on that one,” you remarked.

Nat smiled, “You have got to admit that he’s gotten so much better.”

“True. I always just feel like i’m …annoying to him.”

Nat laughed, “Yeah, well, we all annoy him. Don’t worry about it.”

You nodded understanding what she was saying but at the same time, not necessarily agreeing. It was different with you. Bucky often acted like you bothered, sometimes going as far as clamming up and walking away from whatever he was doing when you were around. You tried to forget about his behaviour at the coffee shop but it hung over your head like a black cloud.

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"Wait... you're in love with me?" for Gajevy. Glad to have you back! ❤️

Took a couple extra days because of allergies, but here ya go! Thanks Audrey! So ready to get back into this fandom. Although, the break was nice as I got to explore a different area of writing. Taking place during their time at the council.

Levy sat at Gajeel’s bedside watching the heart monitor beep. She was scared. Actually, she was more than scared. She was terrified. Terrified that she’d never get to hear is goofy, quirky laughter. Terrified she’d never see that smirk of his plastered across his face ever again. Terrified that he’d never make jabs at her height again. Most of all, she was terrified that she’d never get to tell him that she loved him.

Levy had been at his side every day since the accident. She felt responsible. She set the plan up and he followed it up until Levy got in the way. She had gotten herself stuck between a rock and a hard place and he took the brunt of a blast that was meant for her. It was her fault that he’d been asleep for three days and she wouldn’t blame him if he never wanted to speak to her again.

“Why did you have to be such an idiot? That blast was meant for me you idiot. Stupid Gajeel.” She cried out for what must have been the thousandth time, tears falling to Gajeel’s bed

“Because I wanted to.” A rough, hoarse voice choked out

Levy peered up from her position and Gajeel’s ruby eyes gaze up at her. She immediately wrapped her arms around him and squeezed him tightly. He hissed due to the extent of his injuries and Levy looked back to him with apologetic eyes before handing him a glass of water.

“I’m sorry, but you’re still an idiot.” She sniffled as she used her Council jacket as a tissue

“It’s ok Levy. If getting squeezed to death by someone like you is how I go, then I’d die a happy man. Where’s Lily?” Gajeel sighed as he tried to sit up

“He had to take over your training classes, but he will be back later.” She muttered as her cheeks flashed a bright shade of red

Gajeel smirked at the sight of the tiny woman taking in his compliment. He really meant it though. He’d do anything and everything for Levy. Including die for her. He loved that smart, sassy and beautiful woman with all his heart. That’s why he took that blast. Levy surely would have died from such an explosion. There’s just no way she felt the same way after what he’d done all those years ago.

“Thank you though. I’d probably be dead if it weren’t you,” She sweetly smiled “Can I tell you something? It’s been on my mind for a while. Even before the guild disbanded. Maybe even since Tenrou.” A blush brightly forming on her cheeks once again

She was sweating, her hands were clammy and she could’ve sworn that she forgot to turn the stove off before coming over here this morning. In other words, she was a nervous wreck. She had to do this now or never.

“And what that be?” Gajeel chuckled, a glint mischief in his ruby eyes

Levy took a deep breath before she bared her feelings to the man before her.

“I love you Gajeel.” She whispered before pressing a feather light kiss to his lips

Levy backed away to watch Gajeel’s reaction to her declaration of love and kiss. She’d grown bolder these last few months and with what had happened lately she felt like she had to do this today.  His eyes grew wide and expressive. What was he thinking right now? He just looked stunned and mystified almost as if she did something wrong. Oh well, she took a chance and even though it didn’t work out she would try to keep some sense of normality between her and Gajeel.

Levy tried to walk away so he wouldn’t see her tears, but a tug on her Council jacket made her stop.

“Wait, you’re in love with me? You chose me out of all the people that live on Earthland to love. I hurt you Levy. Why would you want to love someone that hurt you?” He asked with a solemn expression on his face

“That was a long time ago Gajeel and besides you’ve saved my life so many times since then.” She replied with tears beginning to trail down her face once again

Gajeel pulled her down to the bed and firmly planted a kiss to her lips. At first Levy was shocked that Gajeel was actually kissing her before her lips began to gently massage his back. Never had either of them felt so much love in a kiss. Not that either of them had much experience in that department anyways.

“Wow.” Was all that Levy could say as their lips drifted apart, cheeks glowing a light shade of red

“I love you too Lev. Now get in this here bed and cuddle with me. Looks like you haven’t slept in days.” Gajeel smirked

“Yeah, maybe four or five hours in the three days you’ve been passed out.” She yawned

Levy stood back up and shed her jacket onto the chair she had previously been sitting in and kicked off her boots. Gajeel lifted the blanket to allow Levy under them before pulling her close to his warm body. Levy looked up to him through half lidded eyes and without a care in the world. He gave her a quick peck on the lips before slowly covering them back up. He was still injured after all.

“G’night Levy. I love you.” He whispered into her hair

“Night Gajeel.” She murmured before drifting off to sleep

How had Gajeel found such a kind, loving and forgiving woman like Levy? He honestly didn’t care as long as she was safe and in his arms, nothing else in this world mattered. He too soon fell into a gentle sleep with his arms around the woman he loved.

An hour later Lily came back from Gajeel’s training class and grinned at the sight before him. He knew Gajeel had finally told Levy his true feelings. He took a quick picture as leverage and proof that the big buffoon actually had a heart. He removed Levy’s jacket from the chair and placed it on the little table beside the bed. Lily took a book from his bag and silently read as he waited for the couple to wake once again. Oh, was he going to tease Gajeel about this.

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“Did you get it?” A voice asked out of the blue making you lightly, turning your head you saw it was Kol and sighed in relief. “It’s just you” you breathed. “Get what?” You asked, brows furrowed. “The invitation” he elaborated. “Oh to the Ball? Yeah, got it this morning” you confirmed as you folded your arms. “Are you going to go?” He asked as he arched an eyebrow curiously. “Maybe, why?” You asked. “Well I was hoping I could persuade you into being my date for the night” He said grinning at you and you couldn’t help but smirk. “Me going to the Mikaelson Ball, with Kol Mikaelson. What will they think?” You teased, faking gasping. “Oh who cares what they think. Besides I’ll be on my best behavior for the night if you say yes” he chimed