in which a prank goes a little further than expected, and you find out that the boys will always be there for you

Word Count: 2,500

Rating: PG

I finally got around to finishing this one, hope you guys like it! It’s a long one!

“You ready?” Joe asked, checking the mic for the last time.

“Yep!” You responded, scooting over a tiny bit so that Joe could join you on the bed.

“Alright I’m gonna do the intro, do you want to explain it?”

“Yeah that works for me!”

It wasn’t often that you and Joe filmed videos together – he had always preferred for his personal life to stay private, but after Jack had accidentally outed the two of you in a vlog a few months back, Joe had grown more open to the idea of you on his channel. Not to mention that his fans absolutely loved seeing the two of you together.

“Hello everyone, today I’m joined with my girlfriend Y/N as you can see. Now, since we’ve been dating I’ve pranked her a few times, and she’s gotten me back each time, and in doing so, she’s proven herself to be quite the prankster herself. So today, I thought we were going to put our pranking abilities to the test with some good ole prank calls.”

“So, we’ve put all our friend’s names in this hat here, and whoever we pull is who we have to call and pretend that the two of us have gotten into a fight. The rules are we have to try and get whoever it is to be on our side of the argument, and if we do, we get the point,” you explained, giving the camera a thumbs up. The hat consisted of all the buttercreams, Alfie and Zoe, since they knew the two of you best.

“Rock paper scissors for who goes first?” Joe offered. You nodded and proceeded to lose, so he pulled a piece of paper out from the hat first.

“Ohhh, I’ve got Oli. Ughhh this is gonna be so hard, he bloody loves you!” Joe groaned. You grinned at the camera, getting excited.

You both waited as he rang Oli, listening to the tone until he picked up.

Oli: Ello!
Joe: Ello, alright?
Oli: Yeah, you?
Joe: Eh, I’ve been better. Are you busy?
Oli: Nah, I’m just at mine, what’s going on?
Joe: I’m in a bit of trouble…
Oli: Oh bloody hell, what’ve you done?
Joe: Nothing too serious, it’s about me and Y/N
Oli: Go on…

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anonymous asked:

Remember the mall episode? Maybe before Pidge came along, Lance and s/o were checking out the shop?

Yeaaaahhh!!!! This is a short one bc I’m unimaginative

“Alright, 2 through 6! I’m counting on you to find those scaultrite lenses!” Coran adjusted his disguise, seemingly proud he was ‘blending in’. You and Lance shared a skeptical look over your glasses but said nothing as Coran continued, “Remember, you have no money. And no one can know who you are. So looking only! Got it? And don’t cause any trouble. This may look like a mall, but this is a swap moon. Swindlers are everywhere!”

“Yeah, yeah. We got it Coran. Just look around for one varga. No touching. No fighting. Keith.” Lance sniggered while Keith shot him an unappreciated “Hey!” and continued, “We promise, we’ll be good. I’ve got Y/N to keep me out of trouble.” He shot you a wink and you felt a warm blush rise in your cheeks.

“That’s what I’m worried about Space Juice.” Coran shot Lance a withering look that had your boyfriend cowering. “Just keep a low profile. Got it?” You all nodded, eager to ditch your babysitter, toss your ridiculous getups, and to explore some shops.

“Whoa! Hey, Y/N! Look at this shop!” Lance stopped in front of an empty store, his hand clasped in yours forcing you stop next to him. 

“Looks kinda sad…”, you mumble. It was a lot more empty than the other stores you’d seen. In fact, there wasn’t a single person in it. Just a lonely grey alien waving enthusiastically at his potential customers.

“Well…yeah, ok but look at what it’s selling! This is all retro Earth stuff!” He lets go of your hand and dashes in, his face lighting up with excitement and making him look like a twelve year old rather than a Defender of the Universe. You can’t help but smile as he starts going through a stack of ancient CD’s, his tongue poking out between his lips.

“Anything good?” You peek over his shoulder, resting your chin on it and enjoying his cologne. How he managed to smell like citrus in space he won’t let you  know. Lancey secrets he says.

“Yeah babe, look at this stuff! MCR. Fall Out Boy. Nickelback. Prince. Kesha. Oh my god, they have freaking Queen! This is like ancient history! You can’t even play this stuff on Earth anymore without some major internet searching.” You snuck your arms around his slim waist, content to hang out while he continued searching a new stack labeled ‘Reggae’. “Man. I wish we had money. I would give up my slippers for some Earth music. Even some oldies like this.”

He pauses in his searching and leans back in your arms with a heavy sigh, “I miss Earth.” His hands come to a rest on yours, nervously rubbing circles with his thumbs on your skin. You sense he has more to say, what with the way he’s chewing his lips and the downcast look in his eyes. So you patiently wait.

“Y/n? Do you–? Do you ever think we’ll make it home?” His voice is quiet and serious, a rare thing for Lance so it’s actually quite terrifying. You want to comfort him, to hold his face and kiss him senseless, to tell him that of course you’re going to make it back home. And sooner rather than later. But…

“I…want to believe…”, your voice trails off. You know very well that you and your friends could die any time you fly out. Any battle could be your last. And the chances of you all making it back to Earth statistically went down every time you survived. Eventually, your luck was going to run out…

“Nice X-files reference”, he snorts.

You roll your eyes, “Seriously? Lance! I thought we were having a moment!”

He turns around in your arms, his goofy smile back as he leans for a quick kiss, “And now it’s gone. C’mon! There’s Pidge!” 

He slips out of your arms and takes your hand, tugging you to the front. And you let him, setting a mental reminder to finish this conversation later. Maybe in a less public space.

 “Pidge! Hey Pidgeon! Look at all the cool Earth stuff this alien is selling!”

Jealous (Liam Dunbar)



I got a call from Scott, my older brother, to come home from my friends house right away because we had a major problem at home. That was all I needed to hear to get my ass back to the house. When I got there I sprinted directly to Scott’s room.

“Scott! I’m here! What happened? Please tell me you’re okay!” I shouted as I ran up the stairs. 

“Yea I’m fine.” he pulled me into a hug. 

“Okay you got me worried. What’s so urgent?” I looked at Scott and Stiles who was pacing behind him.

“Go look in the bathroom.” Scott told me.

“Do I want too?” I asked skeptically.

“Just go Y/N.” Stiles told me and Scott joined him in pacing the room as I went to the bathroom. I heard a ruffling noise in the tub so I slowly pulled back the shower curtain to reveal Liam Dunbar, the new kid in school.

“Oh my god Scott! What did you do!” I screamed at him.

“I bit him.” he said from the other room.

“Oh shit Scotty.” I sighed.

“Okay um Liam don’t freak out. I’m here to help you. So uh don’t scream when I pull the duct tape off okay?” he nodded. “Okay.” I reached down and slowly pulled off the duct tape so he it didn’t hurt him as much.  

“Thanks.” he said to me.

“No problem.” I gave him a small smile.

“Can you just untie me, so I can go home?”

“Liam I really want to, but um what Scott did to you, he needs to explain.”

“He’s a freaking lunatic.”

“Hey! That’s my brother, only I get to insult him!” I slapped him.

“Love you too sis!” Scott called from the other room.

“Yeah yeah.” I mumbled.

After we got Liam out of the tub and onto the chair I let the boys talk to him as I stood quietly in the back of the room. Though Liam’s eyes always looked for reassurance in mine. Finally he started to cry.

“Oh my god is he crying?” Stiles asked.

“Just untie him.” I said as I walked over to him.

The boys started to untie him and I crouched down so I was his height and caressed his cheek.

“Liam it’s all going to be okay, I promise. I won’t let anything happen to you.” I told him softly. He smiled at me.

Once he was untied he did something I did not expect. He threw a chair at Scott and then punched Stiles! After that he grabbed my hand and ran with me out of the room. We ran to the stairs and I stopped him.

“Liam you shouldn’t have done that.” I told him.

“They kidnapped me!”

“I know and I’m sorry- you know what they’re probably coming any minute. Go.” I said motioning my head towards the door. 

“I’ll find you tomorrow.” he told me still holding my hand.

“I’d like that.” I smiled.

“Me too.” 

“You’d better go.” he nodded and ran down the stairs just as the boys came tumbling after him and landed in a jumbled mess as Liam got away.

I giggled.

1 year later

Liam found me that next day at school and we had been inseparable ever since. Scott didn’t agree with the relationship at first seeing how he could hurt me but eventually warmed up to his beta. It took Stiles A LOT longer to warm up to him but he eventually got there.

Liam and I have been dating forr about a year and I loved that boy. He treated me like a queen. He did whatever he could to make me happy, he had a constant need to protect me, he was cuddly, he was cute, and he was all around perfect. And I was his anchor which made me feel really special. 

Currently, Stiles, Liam, and I were out on a mission to stalk the new kid in town Theo Raeken. We were out there for hours following him around until he suddenly disappeared. He then somehow got right in front of us. Liam instantly stood protectively in front of me. 

“Why do I get the feeling this kid is a lot tougher than he looks?” Theo asked pointing to Liam.

“Only when he’s around her, which is basically all the time.” Stiles replied.

“Ah Y/N McCall. You know you are so much cuter now than you were when you were in second grade. You’ve grown up in all the right places.” Theo said looking at me up and down.

But Liam was having none of that. He started growling and went to lurch forward but I grabbed his hand and pulled him back. I then wrapped my arms around his waist and he relaxed and put his arm around my shoulder. It was amazing the effect I had on this boy. 

“I see, the overprotective boyfriend.” Theo mentioned.

“You could say that.” Stiles mumbled.

The boys continued to talk as I rubbed circles on Liam’s back as I zoned out. Eventually Theo left and we walked back to Stiles’ jeep. When we got there Stiles and Scott talked and Liam pulled me over to the other side and kissed me roughly.

“What was that for.” I smiled after we pulled back.

“You’re mine.” he growled.

“Oh I see, someone’s jealous.” I teased.

“No I’m not. Just the way he was looking at you made me want to tear him apart.”

“Uh Li, I’m pretty sure that’s the definition of jealousy.” I giggled.

“Whatever, I just love you. A lot.” he sighed playing with my hair.

“I love you too loser. You have no reason to be jealous.”

“I was not jealous.”

“Whatever helps you sleep at night babe.” I laughed.

“Don’t get your panties in a bunch over it.” Max teased. “Besides, high school doesn’t matter. Especially not for us. Bigwig colleges are all about the money, and our families have that. You could drop out and still get accepted.”

“It’s not about that. You know that.”

“Yeah, yeah. We all got something to prove. I’m gonna go get us some drinks.”

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could you write a werewolf ! mccree x reader ???? thank you, senpai !!!

ahhh noo– im not a sempai XD but yess werewolf!mccreeee. Also this is my first time writing werewolf!mccree or a werewolf in general, and i will write a second part with some actual confessions and werewolf transformations. This was more of a “mccree outside werewolf form” one because there are two sides to the person.

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Coming Home - Caleb Holloway (Part Two)

Author: @writing-obrien

Character(s): Caleb Holloway, Shane, Mike Williams

Word Count: 3043

Notes: Within this part the accident happens, so watch out for that. Occasional swearing and references to sex.

Originally posted by dylan-obrien

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ALL THAT MATTERED(Michael x reader)

A/N:This also for @imaginesofthelord‘s 200 followers celebration! My line is “You can’t die. Please don’t die” with Michael. And reader is a half Winchester sister.

Word count:1803

It was a normal day in the bunker. You and Dean were watching Game of Thrones. Sam was reading a book. Castiel was also reading a book. Like I said, normal day.

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What does your username mean?

I can’t talk about the calm inside without talking about a song titled: the twistinside by the band Everclear. Art is one of my favorite song writers and that song is a masterpiece, it concord how a good portion of my life was: a twistinside. A frustration so deep it consumed me and a sadness that was buried so deep, I didn’t realize it was there. And a detachment feeling it depersonalization presence that kicked my ass everyday. There –simply put– was just this twistinside.

Through those feelings, through that twistinside I was led to doctor after doctor and finally landed me in the office of a therapist that was very calming and understating. He taught me relaxation techniques and I naturally started to just breathe and meditate with that breathe, all the time through that this feeling, this warm, still, calm feeling started to appear in my chest, right where my ribs meet. That feeling led me to write, or writing came from that feeling. I chose the name the calm inside to honor the twistinside that led me to eventually find it. This blog is that feeling, the quotes I post bring it out of me and the writing I do comes from that space: thecalminside. This blog is, at its best, a transmission of that feeling through what I write , the pictures and the quotes. At least, that is my hope. My hope is that it all reaches you guys and helps move things and lighten things. And as always: I hope this helps.



The lyrics, if anyone is interested, to the song the twistinside are:

We have been sleeping with the lights on
Just about every night
Because we are afraid of what the dark might bring
I know, I know it’s just a childish fear
That grows and grows wild in the middle of me

I’m gonna get a new tattoo
Black and stretching around my arm
Like a life that is visible and real
I know, I know it’s stupid and immature
I just want to give shape to the face
That twists inside both you and me

Breathing fire, doesn’t look good on a resume
Neither does anything else we do
We got to get ready for the real world
Yeah yeah we got to grow up

You know I like to die for awhile
Everyday in the afternoon
I like to let the arms of a bar
Wrap around me tight
I’m just going to sprawl in the front booth
Big drink above my head
Cross eyed and smiling as I watch the world
Go twisting by

I don’t want to die with you
Or live in the same dark room
I don’t want to see your bloodshot eyes no more, no more
I just want to take this girl, all curls and big brown eyes
Man I can’t take the pain of wanting her, needing her

I know the secret of your soul
And I just don’t want to know
Yeah, man we got to grow up

Living With You

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tags: @beaxnalu, @ftfanfics

rating: t+ for sexual joking, swear words, and mild smut later on

pairings: nalu, slight gajevy this chapter, possible mentions of gruvia later on

characters: natsu, lucy, gajeel, levy, gray

summary: Finding herself thrown out and drunk after a party wasn’t the way Lucy expected her night to go. After blacking out and waking up in a room with three men, she has a decision to make: will she stay or will she go? Loosely based on New Girl. Roommates!AU

With a note from her doctor saying to take it easy for the rest of the day, Lucy took her medication happily with a  glass of apple juice. This morning had been very serene as she awoke before the others and had a small mug of coffee as to not upset her anxiety. When the nurse told her before she left that coffee could upset her anxiety, Natsu picked up some juice before going to work in the morning along with some cinnamon rolls that she could bake with Gajeel for an easy breakfast.

However the taller, much sterner man had grumbled about artificial sugar and empty calories, so into the garbage bin the store-bought rolls went. About twenty minutes later, into the oven the homemade ones went, and Lucy learned how to make icing from scratch, something that no one had ever bothered to teach her, even in her advanced high school cooking class with a professional chef.

“It’ll rot yer teeth, but hell is it worth it,” Gajeel said with a soft smirk, and Lucy grinned as she pushed the rolls of cinnamon, brown sugar, and homemade puff pastry together to make a delicious breakfast that would last quite a few days.

Levy popped over at around noon on her lunch break and brought over some banana bread to Gajeel’s surprise. Lucy watched the two animatedly interact, with Levy ending up climbing Gajeel again and popping him on the nose, this time with her fist.

“I’ll bring by anything you need, Lucy. Be sure to keep these guys in line,” she said, looking at Gajeel and pointing two fingers from her eyes to his.

“Yeah, yeah, we got it covered, shrimp,” Gajeel said gruffly, closing the door without saying an actual goodbye. Sauntering over to the couch and turning on the TV, he let out a sigh.

“If I didn’t know you any better, I’d think that you liked her,” Lucy said teasingly with a smirk. It was true that the two were getting closer, and Lucy was starting to think that Levy wasn’t coming over to just bring banana bread over anymore. 

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Sk8r Boi // j.d.

(the only way this fic is related to the song is by the title okay)

(also i hate the ending but it was getting too long so i just kinda went with it. also i haven’t written anything fluffy in a long time so sorry if it’s cringy)


It’s your dream job, and you have it. Sound technician on tour with one of the biggest bands in the country. It’s everything you want and more, especially when you love the band in the first place.

“So we’re going to transition from car radio into goner, make sure to have Tyler’s mic up afterwards for his speech and then it’s trees and then the ending,” Your boss says, nodding.

You and the rest of your coworkers nod back.

“Alright, we’ve got about two hours until the doors open, take a while and have some free time, about ten minutes before we’ll do last minute checks and run trough’s.”

Everyone splits off, heading in different directions as you head to the back of the arena, straight towards one of the back rooms.

“Hey Y/N! Whatcha up to?” Y/F/N asks, falling into step next to you.

“Nothing, going to grab my board,” You reply, shrugging.

“What is it with that?” She asks with a smile. “Every show you always skate around the arena before show time.”

“Dunno it’s just…freeing I guess. I love the wind and the sound and everything. Hard to explain,” You reply. “plus it’s good exercise.”

“Oh, well have fun, I’ll see you later,” She waved to you, splitting off as you grab your board out of the storage room where you left it.

You retrace your path, entering the main part of the arena with a small smile on your face. You take a running start, hopping on the board and letting the wind blow through your already messy hair.

Your phone dings, indicating a message alert. You dig into your pocket, pulling it out as you lean slightly to the left to arc around the arena.

The next thing you know, you’re on the ground. Well, sort of.  Actually, you’re halfway on top of someone else, something you only realize once your head stops spinning.

“Oh god I’m so sorry,” You say, another voice accompanying yours.

“I was on my phone, I wasn’t paying attention at all,” He says, your eyes widening a bit.

“Y-yeah I was too,” You reply, swallowing anxiously as you moved off of his lap, trying to calm yourself. “sorry.”

“Are you okay?” Josh asks, holding out a hand after he stands.

You stare at his hand for too long, blinking a few times before finally taking it, letting him pull you up off of the ground.

“Yeah I’m fine,” You reply, dusting off your pants. “are you?”

“Yeah, yeah I’m good,” He say, smiling. “I’m Josh by the way.”

“Yeah I…I know who you are,” You blush. “I uh…I mean you’re Josh Dun.”

“Oh, right, right of course,” He says, laughing again.

“I’m Y/N,” You say. “I’m a sound tech, just got hired the beginning of this tour.”

“That’s a nice name,” He says, picking his board and yours off of the concrete. “and that’s a sweet board,” He compliments, admiring the designs on the bottom of it.

“Thanks,” You smile, because holy crap Josh freaking Dun just complimented the designs on your skate board.

“I uh…I feel really bad about the whole thing do you…do you maybe wanna get coffee or something real quick? I’ve still got like an hour and a half before I have to be back for last minute checks and stuff…” Josh trails off, his eyebrows raised slightly.

“I…yeah. Yeah that be really great.” You answer, nodding.

Josh’s face brightens, a smile overcoming it.

“Awesome! Let’s go,” He says, still smiling as the two of you headed towards the exit of the arena.

The journey to the coffee house is a blur, the time goes by fast due to the extensive amount of talking the two of you are doing.

Once you receive your orders, Josh leads you over to a booth by a window.
“So a sound tech,” He says, smiling. “what’s that like?”

“It’s…it’s amazing. Everything I’ve ever wanted. I love music and I love the whole production aspect,” You explain. “there’s something about music and just fills me with adrenaline and makes me happy.”

“But what do you want to do?” Josh asks. “Don’t get me wrong, sound tech is a great career choice but there’s got to be something more, is there?”

“I uh…it’s embarrassing. I don’t want it to seem like I’m looking for handouts,” You reply, your cheeks heating up.

“Nah come on,” Josh says. “tell me, I’m curious.”

“I want to produce music, like professionally,” You say, smiling. “I don’t really know why but…yeah.”

“No that’s…that’s really cool,” He replies. “that’s super cool, Y/N. If there’s anything I can do to help just let me know.”

“No you don’t have to I mean you just met me I ca-”

“Y/N, I’m serious. I believe that everyone deserves to live out their dream and if I can help you anyway that I can, I want to,” He says, nodding.

“Thanks, Josh,” You smile, taking a sip of your coffee.

He smiles back, drinking some of his coffee as well.

“You don’t strike me as a skater boy,” You say.

“Really?” He smirks. “You don’t strike me as a skater girl.”

“Guess we’re made for each other,” You joke without thinking.

“Guess so,” Josh agrees, smiling widely.

Your heart flutters slightly, a blush spreading across your cheeks.

“I really hate to cut this short,” He says, glancing at his phone quickly. “but Tyler just texted and said he needs me back.”

“No, it’s okay,” You reply. “I should be getting back to, last minute checks and everything.”

“We should do this again,” Josh says as the two of you make your way back towards the arena.

“I agree,”

“D'you…would you maybe wanna skate with me next show?” He asks shyly. “It’s a lot more fun with someone I can talk to,”

“Yeah, yeah I’d like that a lot,”


“Y/N!” His voice echoes through the empty arena, which also makes all of your coworkers’ heads turn towards the boy. “Hey, I grabbed your board for you,”

He stops in front of you, a smile on his face. You smile back, ignoring the snickers from behind you as you accepted the board.

“Thanks, skater boy,” You smile back, looking over your shoulder at Y/F/N. “am I good to go?” You ask.

“Yeah yeah, go on. We got you covered.” She says.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, go on,” She says, nodding. “have fun.”

You smile at her, mouthing a ‘thank you’ and then turning back to Josh.

“Let’s do it,”

“So this is what,” Josh says a few minutes later as the two of you make your way around the arena. “the twelfth time we’ve done this?”

“I think so, somewhere around there,” You smile.

“You’re a really cool person, Y/N,” He says. “like I don’t mean that in a cliché way or anything you’re just…I’ve never met someone I’ve gotten along with as well as you besides Tyler.”

You slow down, stopping the board as you smile even more.

“That…that means a lot, Josh,” You say. “really, it does.”

Josh blushes, you can see his hands shaking a bit as he rubs his neck. He steps off of his board, somehow still taller than you who is still standing on yours. His other hand grabs your own, a smile still on his face.

“Look Y/N I…I was wonderin’…” He trails off, swallowing. “d'ya maybe…wanna be mine?”

The wide smile on your face grows even more at his words. You can’t nod fast enough, your head shaking up and down vigorously as you jump off of the skate board into his arms. He hugs you tightly, your face buried in his shoulder.

“Yes. Yes yes yes yes yes,” You whisper, though it’s redundant.

Josh laughs, making your stomach fill with butterflies at the sound.

“God I was hoping you’d say that,” He says. “Tyler told me I should make a huge deal about it but I knew that something subtle like this would be better.”

“You talk to Tyler about me?” You ask, stepping back and looking at him.

“Well I…yeah,” He blushes again. “a coupl'a times.”

“God he never shut up about you,” A new voice chimes in. “always on about Y/N this and Y/N that, it was a bit ridiculous honestly.”

“Ty,” Josh groans. “can you not embarrass me for once.”

Tyler smiles.

“Sorry J., just happy for you s'all,” He says, nodding. “it’s nice to finally meet you, Y/N.”

“It’s nice to meet you too,” You reply, smiling back at him.

“We got about an hour until show time, I’ll see you later J.,”

“See ya Ty,” Josh says, turning back to you. “sorry about him.”

“Guess I’ll have to get used to it, huh?” You ask rhetorically. “Seeing as I’m going to be hanging out with you and him a lot now.”

Josh smiles again, his eyes lighting up.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy,” He says.

“Really?” You ask. “Even when you’re performing in front of hundreds of thousands of people?”

“Doesn’t even come close.”

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You're in the Army and you come home for good after serving a long tour. Exhausted, the first person you see is Jack. Your soon to be step son. Aaron is away on a case and he has no idea you're home. Jack is over the moon when he sees you. You ask Morgan to keep Aaron busy while you show up at his job. Coming home from a case, you sneak into Aaron's office and surprise him. He turns you around and he kisses you. You tell him that Jack is at a friends house and you two head home to have sex..

I can do this one!  Here is your one-shot, comin’ ‘atcha!

Walking thru the door of his house, you call out into the great beyond.

“Aaron?  Are you home?”

You had dropped your stuff off at your house and taken a long shower before changing out of your uniform and into something that you thought would impress him.  He always talked about how your greatest attribute was your strong shoulders, so you opted for an off-shouldered jumpsuit, with an orange top to make your brown eyes pop and a green “belt” around your waist to enhance your hourglass shape.


Hearing Jack’s voice brought a broad smile to your face as you watch him come careening around the corner, Jessica right behind him.

“Oh my god, you’re home!” she yelps, throwing her arms around you as Jack grabs a hold of your waist.

“I missed you so much!” Jack says.

“Oh, I missed you, too,” you say, letting go of Jessica and bending down to give him a true hug.

“I have so much stuff to tell you!  We went trick or treating, and I went as my favorite hero, and we went with Henry, and then afterwards we ate lots of candy and got sick,” he says as he beams at you.

“Well, that sure sounds like a very full and eventful evening,” you respond, glancing up at Jessica to see her roll her eyes playfully.

“And we did lots of swimming this summer, and my birthday was awesome!…but not as awesome as it would have been if you would’ve been there.”

“Well, then you and I are going to have to go have a little celebration of our own.  How does Megaplay and ice cream sound?” you ask.

“Really!?” Jack exclaims, throwing his arms around your neck as he bounces up and down.  “When can we go!?”

“Well, you are going to sleep over at my place tonight,” Jessica says as she crouches down, “And then maybe Saturday afternoon Y/N can take you.”

Looking at her gratefully, she flashes you a light smile as Jack continues to jump up and down.

“I can’t wait!” he says, throwing his fist in the air as he runs for the stairs, “I gotta pick out what I’m gonna wear!”

“So,” you say, getting up and turning towards Jessica, “Who is best to call?”

“Morgan.  Definitely Morgan,” she says.



“Do not say my name!” you exclaim before Morgan can finish his sentiment, “Just listen.”

“eeeeey…Aaaauntie,” he drags out, catching himself as the team gives him weird looks, “Everything alright?”

“I’m home.”

“Well, I’m glad to hear everything is good!” Morgan exclaims, trying to bury the broad smile trying to free itself.

“Are you guys coming back in to town anytime soon?” you ask.

“Yes, yes, I’ve been just fine…is there anything in particular you need?  You sound like you want to ask something,” Morgan replies.

Chuckling lightly, you say, “Are you close?”

“Yeah, yeah we just got back in…are you wanting a visit?”

“Hey, tell her I said ‘Hello’,” Reid mutters.

“Oh, Reid says ‘Hello,’ Auntie.”

Smiling broadly, you continue with your conversation, “Keep Aaron busy, I’m getting his house ready for an evening in.  Jessica is taking Jack until Saturday.”

“Oooooh, sounds like fun times,” Morgan says, finally being able to unleash his grin, “Unfortunately, I can’t join you this time around, but how about I stop by Saturday evening?”

“See you then, Derek,” you say, hanging up the phone as you shake your head.


Sitting by the fireplace as you steal a glance at the clock, you feel your phone buzz.


“Hey, it’s me,” Derek whisper.

“Hey, is everything alright?” you ask, your brow furrowed in confusion.

“Looks like Hotch is pulling a late night.  He’s been doing that a lot since you deployed…he misses you a lot, but I tried everything to get him to go home.”

“Don’t worry, I can bring the surprise to him,” you say, getting up from the couch and grabbing your purse.

“Ooooh, is she coming!?” you hear Garcia whisper in the background.

“Yes, baby girl,” Morgan says.

“I’ll see you all soon,” you say, hanging up your phone as you lock the front door behind you.


Listening as the elevator doors slow to the 6th floor, you can hear the team yelling at Hotch to come downstairs.

Hearing the ding as the doors slowly open, your sight fills with the entire team smiling at you as you walk off of the elevator, running towards you bearing hugs and kisses and warm sentiments.

“Oh, my god!” Garcia squeals.

“Hey there, beautiful,” Morgan says, wrapping his arm around your shoulder and kissing your temple.

“Welcome home,” Rossi smiles, bringing you in and kissing each of your cheeks.

“Hey ‘Auntie’,” Reid sarcastically remarks as you giggle and embrace him tight.

“How are you holding up?” Emily comes and asks you as she hugs you close.

“Glad to be home,” you say, pulling back and looking at her.

Looking up at Aaron’s office, the team slowly parts as he slowly walks down the stairs, his eyes wide as his body taught.

“Hey there, Aaron,” you say hesitantly, not quite expecting the reaction you were getting.

“You’re home,” he says, stopping about 5 feet from you and looking you up and down.

“Yeah, looks like it,” you say, holding your arms out just before flopping them to your side.

“Let’s give them some time alone,” you hear J.J. say as she ushers the team to the elevator, hearing the doors close as it carries them away.

“Aaron…?” you ask lowly, taking a step towards him and holding out your hand.

“Oh my god,” Aaron whispers, tears glistening his eyes as he takes two huge strides, flinging himself at you as he wraps his arms around your waist.

Picking you up off of the floor and swinging you around, he chuckles into your chest as you run your fingers thru his hair, laughing out loud as he turns and starts barreling up the stairs with you.

“Aaron!” you squeal, him tossing you onto the couch in his office as he runs and shuts the door, closing the blinds and locking the door.

Watching him turn around, his eyes filled with filth and lust, he rips his coat off and untucks his shirt as he barrels toward you again, burying his lips in to your as your teeth knock together, your tongues dancing fiercely with one another’s as he paws at your body.

“Oh my god, I missed you,” he chokes out, tears streaming down his cheeks as he covers your neck in kisses and nips.

“Oh, Aaron,” you breathe, your breath hitching with every flick of his tongue, “I-I…I missed you, too.”

Feeling his hands up your ass, he whirls you around and sets you on to his desk, swiping his hand over it as he knocks the stuff off of the top.

Pulling back and staring in to his eyes, you reach out and slowly undo the buttons on his shirt, casting it off to the side as he unbuckles his belt and lets his pants fall to the floor.

Bringing his hands to your breasts, he kneads them lightly as he crashes his lips back in to yours, slowly dragging his teeth across your bottom lip as a moan releases itself from your throat.

Running his hands to your back, he slowly raises them up to find your zipper, slowly unzipping your jumpsuit as it slides off of your shoulders and down your torso, your body freeing itself as your breasts heave with every pant you take.

Feeling him kiss your shoulders, dipping his tongue into your collarbone dips, he lifts you up, sliding your jumpsuit over your ass and down to your toes.

Shuddering at his touch, he runs his fingertips down your sides, your eyes fluttering closed as your hands move to dig into his back, holding on for dear life.

“Oh, god…” you trail off, your head lobbing on to his shoulder as he leans into you, undoing your bra and letting it slide to the floor.

“I want to feel you against me,” he says.

Trailing your fingers to the hem of his undershirt, you slowly inch it over his head, his bare chest quickly pressing up against yours as your nipples stand erect, the warmth and protection of his body heating your core with every pulse of your heartbeat.

Kissing his neck, you feel him lean his head back as he groans, his growing dick pressed against the inside of your thigh.

“Please don’t make me wait any longer,” you whimper into his neck.

Supporting your mid-back and neck with his hands, he slowly lowers you onto his desk, turning you so that you span the length of it as he crawls on top of you, his knees perching as your legs part to accept his body.

Rubbing his length against you, your fingertips clamp down on his thighs as he slowly guides himself in to you, your body shaking as it readjusts to the months spent without him.

Watching as his eyes flutter closed, you wrap your arms around his neck and buck your hips, his arms trembling as he lean in to kiss you again.

“I love you, Y/N,” he says, slowly thrusting in to you as your breaths become audible.

“I love you…oooh, god…too, Aa-oooh, yes…ungh.”

Your body trembling beneath his, feeling his back muscles pulsating with every thrust, you feel him dip his head into the crook of your neck, his breathing light and frequent as he picks up his pace.

“Oh, yes Y/N…god yes.  Oh….jesus.”

You had missed his bedroom noises.

Planting your feet onto his desk, you lift your lower back up off of the desk and buck against him, feeling his body tremble as you take him deeper into your body.

Losing all control, he rears back onto his knees and brings your legs around his shoulders, grabbing your wrists and pinning them above your head as he supports his body weight on your hamstrings, his pelvis pounding in to you as his thrusts become stronger and stronger, the wetness between your legs glistening on his stomach as he grits his teeth and begins to grunt.

“Oh, god, yes, just, got…yes.”

Rolling your eyes in the back of your head, you feel your orgasm building as Aaron releases inside of you, his body going taught and his mouth hanging open as his dick pulsates over and over again.

“I’m sorry,” he murmurs, collapsing on top of you as his breath comes in heavy heaves.

“Don’t you dare be sorry,” you say, panting as you raise your head up to kiss him, your knees still at your chin.

Feeling him slowly slip off of you, you go to sit yourself up as you feel Aaron’s tongue dip deep into your pussy.

Feeling your eyes widen, you look down between your legs, catching Aaron’s dark gaze before he raises his hand and puts it on your chest, lightly pushing you back down as he props your feet up on his shoulders.

“Hang on,” he murmurs.

Dipping his mouth down in to you, he presses right on your nub, parting your pussy lips as the girth of his tongue covers your entire flit, pressing and moving side to side, up and down, making your core burn as your legs quickly begin to writhe.

“Oh, god…Aaron!”

Finding your hands migrate to his hair, you grab on, your fingers tangling themselves deep to his scalp, as you buck your hips against his tongue.

Feeling him unclench one hand from your leg, you feel him slide two of his fingers in, crooking them up as he slowly slides them in and out, your walls already starting to pulsate around them.

“I’m not gonna…oh, god I’m gonna…oh…fuck!”

And as your walls come clenching down around his fingers, he rips them out and grabs your thighs, pulling you even closer to his face as he tongue depresses into your clit, causing your entire body to jump and writhe as incoherent obscenities fall from your lips, your entire body flushing as your orgasm racks your body.

Breathing deep, your body glistening in sweat, Aaron stands up on his feet, using the back of his hand to wipe his face as he crawls back up onto his desk, lowering his body onto yours as he bends down and kisses your lips.

Finally catching your breath, your body heat mingling with his as a smile slowly crosses his cheeks, you lean up and whisper into his ear, “I love you, Aaron.”

Silently getting up, he holds his hands out and helps you off of his desk, going and picking up your clothes in silence as he hands them to you.

Taking his shoulder just after getting dressed, you look at him with a worried expression as you say, “Aaron, you haven’t said a word.”

And as he slowly turns his body towards yours, his smile kind and his eyes gentle, he twists the doorknob to his office, letting the door swing open as he says, “I hear we have an empty house until Saturday.”

Nodding slowly as you approach the door, he puts his hand on the small of your back as he ushers you out onto the balcony of the main office, dipping into your ear as you move past him.

“I’m not done showing you how much I love you yet.”

Number One Fan

Originally posted by oohsehunnies

Featuring: Sehun (EXO)
Genre: Fluff
By: L

Day 19 of the Christmas Challenge!

“hi~ can you please write something really fluffy with sehun? where he invites you to one of their concerts overseas and you get to spend the whole day with him (such boyfriend material ;3;) + watch them perform? ty <3

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anonymous asked:


Well, I was actually working on this earlier, so your ask came at a great time! Here you go! Also @battleshidge, here’s some more Pance/Pidgance!

“Face it, I’m totally a better shot than you.”

“You wish, Lance.”

“My weapon’s a gun!” He insisted, indicating his bayard. “Yours is a little, zappy triangle.”

Pidge scoffed. “Just because you have a gun doesn’t mean you know how to use it.”

Lance jumped to his feet, scowling down at her. “Okay, you’re on!”

She smirked. “Fine, but if you lose, you have to use a trashy pick up line on Shiro. And when he asks, you can’t tell him why.”

“If you lose, you have to stand up in the middle of dinner and give everyone a speech about how great I am!” He narrowed his eyes. “And you can’t tell anyone why.”

She extended a hand with a smirk and Lance shook it.

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°Chibs has a big fight with his Old Lady but in the end their son fixes the problem.

I don’t know why, but Chibs and I had been in a rut, arguing over the dumbest shit.

The most recent argument? Him not coming home for dinner on time.

Our son, who’s 6, had been noticing more and more that we weren’t getting along.

Why we weren’t, I couldn’t tell you. Everything was fine one moment and the next, complete shit.

I was crying in the living room after we both had said hurtful things. I thought about calling Gemma or god forbid, even Fiona. I didn’t want to bring anyone else into our mess though.

“Mommy?” Our son asked hesitantly.

I quickly wiped my tears and cleared my throat.

“Yeah baby?”

“Daddy is on the phone.” He said, holding out my cell.

I held my hand out, “Thank you baby.”

He smiled, giving me a kiss on the cheek. Then went back to his room.

“What Filip?” I sighed.

“I’m sorry, Love.” He said, quietly.

“Sorry doesn’t take back what you said and how you’ve treated me, Filip.” I was still mad and upset, so I hung up on him before anything else could be said.


I dunno why Mommy and Daddy were fighting.

Mommy has been crying. Daddy has cried too. All they did was yell and say mean things.

Mikey Brantley says theys gonna get a divorce because theys don’t wuv me anymore.

Mikey doesn’t know anything. He’s stupid and mean and likes to pull the girls hair at school and push the boys.

Maybe if I went to Uncle Tig he could help.


“You know you have to be quiet and when I tell ya to cry, ya need too or this won’t work, right buddy?” Uncle Tig was going to help me get Mommy and Daddy in a room so they can ‘solve their shit’.

That’s what he said, not me. Don’t tell Mommy that I said a bad word.

Uncle Tig dialed Daddy’s number first.

“Yeah, brother. Your boys hurt real bad. I don’t know man. Just get here.” He snapped his fingers at me and I cried out for him.

“Yeah, yeah. We got him. Okay brother.”

Next he called Mommy. Even I could hear her scream through the phone. After it was done, I went to Daddy’s dorm room and waited for them.


I don’t have any clue what happened to my baby, but someone was gonna die bloody. I brought the car to a screeching hault at TM at the same time that Filip pulled in, him looking frantic as well.

“What the hell’s going on Filip!?” I yelled.

“I don’t bloody know!”

We ran into the clubhouse and saw Tig and our baby boy eatting ice cream.

With my chest heaving, I went over to Tig and shoved him, “The hell Tig!?”

I made him spill his spoonful of ice cream, “Aww! That had a good chunk of cookie in it!”

“Someone better start explaining.”

We watched as our son calmly finished his spoonful and put it down on the bar.

He turned to us and jumped down from the stool.

“Are you and Mommy getting a divorce?” He asked Filip.

Filip looked to me, his shoulders dropping. Grabbing our son by his shoulders, he squatted down to his height, “Do ye even know what that means?”

He nodded, “Yes. Mikey Brantley says it’s wh- when a Mommy and Daddy don’t love each other and theys don’t love the kids anymore.”

“Son, listen to me closely. I love yer Mum and you very much,” Chibs looked up to me, “We are not getting a divorce. I do not hate you or her. Mikey is a little shite who needs his arse kicked.”

“Sweetheart, I love you and your Daddy very much.”

He looked from Filip and to me, “Then why are you saying mean things to each other?”

I didn’t know what to say. I had been wondering what was going on. Chibs looked down at the floor.

“Mommy has been crying and so has Daddy. That’s not nice.”

Chibs’ eyes shot back up to me. “Can you go with Uncle Tig so Mummy and I can talk?”

“Only if you’re nice to each other!”

“Aye, Lad. We’ll be nice.”


I played with my wedding ring, avoiding Filip’s intense stare.

“Y/N, Love.” He said, as he came up to me.

“I can’t take all this arguing, Filip. Somethings got to give.”

“Aye, Love. I know.” He touched my shoulders and I can’t tell you how much I missed the feel of his long fingers caressing my skin.

“You’ve shut me out… Almost completely. If I’m going to stay, I need to know what’s going on; you know this.”

Filip’s hands fell away from me as he sighed. He walked in a small circle, running his hands through his hair.

“I’ve been wanting to tell you; needing to explain to you, but I don’t even know where to begin.”

I waited, not wanting to push too hard. He went on to explain about the cartel and how he feared for our safety.

“You do realize though, that pushing me away isn’t going to keep us safe either.” I sat on a stool, folding my arms.

He nodded, “Aye. I apologize, Love, for treating you so poorly and for our boy having to see all this.”

“We need to work on our communication skills. We need to be a team again.” I stated.

Chibs pulled me into a hug, nearly crushing me. “I’m sorry for all the shite I said.”

I sighed into his neck. “Me too, Filip.”

He pulled back slightly to lean in and kiss me soundly.

“Ewww, cooties! Bleh!”

We laughed into the kiss.

We were gonna be alright and it was all thanks to our son.

Imagine having to choose between Merle and Daryl.

(Not a request, but something I wanted to write :D I mean who doesn’t want to be caught in a love triangle with these two XD. Hopefully tomorrow i’ll be posting the X-Men and Walking Dead crossover.  Gif not mine/Found it on google)

You were doing your bed in your cell when you heard a whistle from behind.
Immediately you knew who it was, Merle. You had known him and Daryl from the beginning of the outbreak as you were part of their group.

Although Merle was obnoxious, racist and sexist, he never dared to be like that around you, not after what you had done to him the first time you met.


“Ey! A woman like you better go back to cooking for a man or something not shooting around walkers!” He had said laughing. 

You had just save his life and there he was insulting you. Not taking his shit you simply looked at him with cold stare and walk over to him to punch him.

He wasn’t expecting a punch and felt back. “The hell! I was going to offer you a place!”

“Really…? But why should I believe you” You said not trusting the man 

“Come on… I ain’t a liar check for yourself…” He replied holding his nose from bleeding.

Since then he never dared insult you personally unless you it was to joke.


However from the time he got separated from the group you had gotten closer with Daryl. You never had the chance to speak much with him until you got to Hershel’s farm.

You had told him about your life and he did as well. It was always nice to speak with someone who actually took time to listen.

You strangely got along with both of them. 

When you were with Merle you were as loud as he and the both of you would go at it with the insults and It always made you laugh. 

When you were with Daryl you had a good time as you were always the one trying to make him laugh a little more.


Daryl had liked you from the moment he met you. You were brave, strong and kind. One time he had gotten sick and you spent the whole day with him just to make sure he was alright, At that moment, he knew he wanted to have someone like you in his life.

The only problem Daryl had with that behavior of yours was the fact you seemed to act this way with everyone, even his brother. Not only were you nice to Merle but you actually got along with him and that was what scared Daryl the most.


Merle started to like you after the many times you and him had argued about his behavior. He liked the fact you weren’t afraid to say what was on your mind and how casual you were about it. You were also kind with him no matter how much of a prick he could be sometimes and that made him like you even more.

The day he got handcuffed to the roof, not only did he cried for his life and the fact he was left alone but he was also sadden by the fact that he didn’t even see you that day as you had spent the day hunting with Daryl.


“What?” You said turning to him 

“I just like looking at you that’s all” he said as he got closer to you.

“Well you won’t like it after I poke your eyes” you replied dryly 

“If you’re the one doing it I would happily go blind.” He said and laughed  and you couldn’t help but also laugh at his answer. 

“Why don’t ya ever come to join me in my cell at night…like you would do with Daryl.”

“Because if I walk in your cell at night, you’ll suggest to do more than just talking…” You said looking at him 

He simply looked back at you and smiled shyly “Yeah…but it’ll be fun…”

Walking across the hall Daryl heard your laughter and couldn’t take it anymore. Since his arrival, Merle hasn’t stop flirting with you and suggesting you to join him in his cell, but you would always talk back to scare him or just reply sarcastically.

Daryl walked into your cell and grabbed Merle to drag him out.

“Y/N…i’m sorry about him.” He said and walked away with his brother.

You simply smiled at him and told him “It’s okay…” Before you could say anything more the two brothers were already in the hall.


As he got to his brother’s cell Daryl told him “Stop botherin’ her! Merle! She’s not interested…”

Surprised by his younger brother’s behavior Merle replied “How do you know?”

“I…I… Just want to believe it alright…just leave her alone ok.” He said firmly.

“Why? I don’t take orders from my baby brother. I can do whatever I want…" 

"Not unless you wanna stay here…” Daryl said seriously to his brother and continued “Listen…Please Merle don’t try anything with her…I…I…like her…okay…I want her…“ 

Merle taken by surprise by his brother’s answer replied "Oh…shit! You gotta be kiddin’ me brother… I…I like her too…I mean I don’t just wanna sleep with her…I really like her…she’s the only here who doesn’t treat me like the devil…you know…I mean she took care of my wounds without a second thought the day we got back here and spent the whole day talking just to me…" 

Daryl couldn’t believe it, his brother was confessing to having feelings for someone and that someone had to be the same person as his.

"Whatever man… Just don’t bother her anymore” Daryl said and tried to leave

“Wait! It can’t end this way! I ain’t letting you decide for her like that! Come on!" 

Merle said back to his brother and grabbed his arm.


You had finished with tasks you had to do and decided to read in your room. 

The two stood at the front of your cell waiting. When you noticed you said "Merle? Daryl? What’s wrong?" 

Walking over to them you gestured them to come in and jokingly told Daryl 

"I thought you were keeping creeps away from me” while looking at Merle.

Merle laughed and said “Y/N if ya had to choose between me and Daryl who would it be…”

“ For what? Like for hunting, going on runs with…” You said not knowing what he meant. 

Daryl cut you off and got straight to the point “ Y/N don’t play dumb with us…you know what he means…We…we both like you…you should’ve known that by now…”

Merle budged in his brothers speech and said “Yeah, Yeah Darylina we all got it. Now Y/N…You know i’ve always liked you… so why don’t you tell Daryl you would choose me.”

Surprise by the brothers question, you stood there not knowing the answer as they waited for your reply

anonymous asked:

can I ask why you don't like ross?

  • Rachel gave up her dream job in Paris for him; yes, it was her choice, what still makes no sense to me, since besides Emma, nothing made Rachel happier than her job. So why couldn’t he let her go? Why tell her to stay? Or why couldn’t he leave his job and go to her?
  • The whole nanny situation (also Ross’ sexism); Nanny is no job for a man. Sandy was too sensible to take care of his daughter, but apparently the blond with no bra or Molly that was ‘so hot he cried himself to sleep’ were just fine. Molly was a good nanny, but it wasn’t what he really cared about at that point. He didn’t even tell Rachel he thought she was hot, bc Rachel would feel uncomfortable and they would prabably have to fire her.
  • His insane jealousy; I don’t really think I need to explain anything here.
  • He pretty much created the term ‘friendzone’; Google it.
  • He wouldn’t have divorced Rachel if she had never found out; lbr it’s true.
  • ‘WE WERE ON A BREAK’; yeah yeah we got that, but it only took him 3 hours for him to jump into bed with someone else, and if it wasn’t wrong, why didn’t he just tell her? He also told his own son this story, while actually playing the good guy and he refused to ever take the responsibility.
  • The ‘nice guy’ syndrome; aka that post I reblogged and the one I’ll reblog in a few minutes about Ted Mosby, who is pretty much the same guy.
  • The list; you know what I’m talking about.
  • He thinks himself better than everyone; mostly Rachel, Joey and Phoebe. You can see a lot of that on “TOW The Soap Opera Party”.
  • The fact that his friends also like to think him as the victim; How by the end of the whole Emily history, she came out as the bitch and he as the victim. C’mon wtf is that????? This just makes me angrier at him.

There are probably more, but I can’t really recall all of them rn

Just Saying ||| Remus Lupin

Prompt: The marauders are fairly well known band, and you’re their best friend who is dating Severus Snape * based off the song Just Saying by 5 seconds of summer *

Pairing: Remus x Reader

⚠ warning: hints at bad relationship, contains a polygamous relationship containing Lily x Sirius x James - note that I have never been in a poly relationship so I apologize if its unrealistic -

(Y/N) your name (Y/L/N) your last name (Y/E/C) your eye color (Y/H/C) your hair color

’ You got a boyfriend,
And he’s a total loser,
All your friends tell you that he’s got no future,
But they like me,
Just saying ’


“Okay guys, ten minutes until soundcheck,” Lily stated as she walked into the dressing room. You were sitting with Remus and Sirius, discussing their new album. Peter was getting his make up done, and James was pining over their tour manager.

“Yeah yeah Lily, we got it,” Sirius teased, earning a smack on the back of his head.

“(Y/N), can you help me really quick?” Remus asked, nodding towards the door.

“Wait let me guess, you want to let the fans catch a small glance of you walking around the venue so you can hear their ecstatic screams?” You laughed, standing to follow him anyways.

“Har har,” he rolled his eyes, leading you out into the venue. “You know I don’t actually enjoy that, I just wanted to talk to you away from everybody else.”

“I know, you think you don’t deserve the love and all that, which you’re wrong about,” you reminded him, looking up at him as you walked. “What’d you want to talk about though?”

“Severus, actually,” he sighed, looking sympathetically into your (Y/C/E) eyes. “(Y/N) something’s off about him, I’m telling you.”

“I’m perfectly capable of handling myself Remus, he’s a good man,” you snapped, clenching your jaw. “Don’t you have a soundcheck to get to?”

“I didn’t mean to make you mad, I just I’m worried about you,” he spoke, running a hand through his curls in frustration.

“I know, I’m sorry I just - I shouldn’t have snapped at you,” you apologized, giving him a small smile. “Now get out there and make a bunch of girls scream your name.”

You walked the venue before the show, taking a few pictures with fans who recognized you as THE Marauders best friend. You had really just wanted to get away from Remus for a bit. He meant well, but you knew he would bring it up again.

“You’re (Y/N) (Y/L/N)!” A high pitched voice yelled from your right as you passed an autographed T-shirt to a five year old girl.

“Hi! Yeah, that’s me,” you laughed, your carefree smile lighting up your face.

“Are you dating Remus? You two would be so cute together!” She gushed, making you blush slightly. You admit you had feelings for him, but you were with Severus and he didn’t see you that way anyways. “I heard he wrote a song for you, one of the new ones off the album?”

“I don’t know about that, I haven’t heard any of the new album yet, but they’re playing one tonight,” you explained, giving her a small smile. “But no, Remus and I aren’t together, I have a boyfriend.”

“That’s a shame, you two always look so in love,” she shrugged. After asking for a picture, she went to find her seat.

You let out a deep sigh, checking the time on your phone. Eight fifteen, they should be starting soon. You quickly walked towards backstage, showing the security guards your pass. You took a seat on the couch near the side of the stage, smiling to yourself when you remembered James insisting it be added. Easier for him to sneak glimpses at Lily if she sat there with you, had been his reasoning.

“Don’t you look comfy?” Someone whispered in your ear, their lips brushing against you slightly.

“Padfoot, I swear on all that is good in this world,” another voice spoke up, causing the person behind you to chuckle.

“Chill out Moony,  I’m just fucking with (Y/N), right doll?” Sirius winked as he jumped over the back of the couch to sit beside you.

“He meant fucking, Moons, we’ve been shagging all tour,” you teased, leaning into Sirius side. He smirked, placing a kiss on the top of your head as he went along with your joke.

“Don’t let James catch wind that you stole his boyfriend,” Lily laughed as she walked into view. “Five minutes before you hit the stage boys.”

“Oh Lils, you know Prongs likes you more than me,” Sirius smiled, poking her side playfully. “We do have room for one more in our relationship ya know.”

“And you know that I can’t do that, manager and client relationships are forbidden, especially if its two of the clients at the same time,” Lily slumped, leaning against the man with a frown as she took a seat on the arm of the couch.

“You’re fired, problem solved,” Remus shrugged, your head snapping up to look at him.

“You can’t just fire her!” You gaped, turning your body to face him.

“Lily will you be our girlfriend, I’d ask James if it was okay but we all know he feels the same way about you that I do,” you heard Sirius ask, causing your attention to snap back to him, mouth hanging open.

“Damn right I will,” you saw Lily smile before placing a kiss on Sirius lips just as James walked up.

“Why are you kissing my boyfriend Lily dearest?” James asked, his tone playful as he looked down at them.

“Well he is my boyfriend too you know,” she smiled, laughing loudly as he broke out into a wide grin.

“Bout time!” Peter yelled, walking over.

You shook your head, smiling fondly. This was by far the weird group of people you had ever met, but you loved them more than anything. You felt slender fingers running through your (Y/H/C) hair as Remus tried to catch your attention. You looked up, a single eyebrow raised.

“He didn’t come did he?” He whispered, referring to Severus. It was your birthday, and he had promised to watch the show with you then go out for a night on the town but like always he was late.

“Not yet, but you lot better get out there its time for the show,” you forced a smile. “Break a leg.”

“Alright guys, are you ready for to hear a brand new song?” Sirius yelled into the microphone, smirking at the uproar of the crowd.

“Sorry, we couldn’t hear you, wanna try that again?” James laughed, the crowd growing louder.

“That’s more like it! Here’s Just Saying, wrote by none other than our dear Remus!”

You watched in awe as they started. Sirius was on the drums, Peter had the bass, and James and Remus were both on guitar. You couldn’t help the smile that played on your lips as Remus started singing, his melodic voice filling the stadium.

Your breath caught in your throat as you let the words of the song sink in. This was for you. You bit your lip slightly, hoping Lily couldn’t see the blush tinting your cheeks. You kept your eyes trained to Remus for the remainder of the song, smiling as he lost himself in it.

“Hey baby girl,” you heard Severus greet you as the band started on a softer song.

“We need to talk Severus,” you stated firmly, leading him to the dressing rooms so that it was quiet enough for him to be able to hear you. “I can’t keep doing this, its like you don’t even care about me anymore.”

“You’re a good shag (Y/N),” he shrugged, causing you to gape at him before your shock turned to anger. “I can easily find someone who does it like you.”

You clenched your jaw, connecting your open palm with the side of his face. You struggled to hold back tears, shouting for him to leave. When you had finally calmed down, the set was over. You hadn’t noticed their return until Remus pulled you into him.

“He’s a bloody idiot,” he sighed, placing his chin atop your head after you finished explaining everything to him. “I’ll kill him, I swear to god.”

“Its okay Rem,” you whispered, closing your eyes as you leaned into his hug.

“Sorry I’m sweating all over you, you just looked like you needed a hug and I didn’t really want to shower and leave you to deal with it alone,” he apologized, earning a genuine laugh from you.

“Won’t be the first time you sweat on her eh mate?” Sirius teased, alerting you to the other men in the room. You broke into a fit of laughter, clutching your stomach when Remus nut checked him.

“He’s not wrong,” you smirked, watching Remus’ jaw drop.

“I hate the lot of you,” Remus finally decided, shaking his head with a smile playing on his lips.

“You love us, especially (Y/N),” James chimed in, passing a towel filled with ice to his boyfriend.

“Yeah, I do.” Remus smiled, his eyes meeting your own.

Lauren Jauregui : She's a Love Robbery

My heart was stolen

Uh, I said I got my heart stolen from a robber

With some high heels on

There’s nothing I could do I couldn’t stop her
From leading me on yeah

It’s a love robbery (yeah)

It’s a love robbery (lets go)

It’s a love robbery (uh)

OK the sun was setting; it was picture perfect when I met her

She had me thinking her and I was gonna be together 

Forever? Wait hold up you thought this on the first date

Man I know it’s like she got me hooked right away

I, I couldn’t see it coming like a sucker punch

Took my heart then she’s out that’s a hit and run

It’s like I’m at the police department broken hearted
Time to figure out how it all started

Uh 5’4 with some attitude

It’s all good ‘cause honestly I think it’s kinda cute

Last seen in a little black dress

Watch out for those eyes ‘cause she’s armed and dangerous

Like bow, hit you with that one shot

Hands up she said give me everything you got

And then she’ll dip like it never even happened

She could kill with those looks fatal attraction

Uh, I said I got my heart stolen from a robber
With some high heels on

There’s nothing I could do I couldn’t stop her

From leading me on yeah

It’s a love robbery

It’s a love robbery

It’s a love robbery (yeah)


 Okay we got a 2-11 in progress

Suspect is beautiful wanted for heart theft

My baby on the run, hold up why did I call her that

She did me so wrong and I still feel like I want her back

Okay I’m getting it back matter of fact
I’m gonna write it all down in a rap sheet
Thought she loved me
Now she’s just a love thief

I let her in my heart was always open

Now I’m sitting here wondering how she could’ve stole it

Stole it like a stick up stick up then she pulled the trigger

She a red lipstick and some heels kinda killa

I got love struck hit me good too

Do she love me? Do she love me not? I never knew.

But that’s just how it goes when you fall for a heartbreaker
Who’s heart has been broken before

Scared to open the door won’t let nobody in

Yeah but will she ever learn to love again

Uh, I said I got my heart stolen from a robber
With some high heels on

There’s nothing I could do I couldn’t stop her

From leading me on yeah

It’s a love robbery

It’s a love robbery

It’s a love robbery

My heart was stolen.