you can find me crying in that corner

Lyrics written by Namjoon

Because he didn’t only write “I’mma beat that p*ssy like you never ever felt before”

-“Having tight schedules Even tough i’m tired,I smile
Cause in a family called bangtan i’m a not an only child”
-Unpack Your Bags

-”I can be assigned to many places,
But why can’t I find the real me anywhere?”-
So 4 More

-”I don’t know whether I’ve lost the way
or whether from the beginning I was lost
even when I’m with someone, one corner of my heart is lonely”

-”This sea is too deep
Still, I’m lucky
Because even if I cry, no one would know”
-Whalien 52

-“Never be late to do what you wanna do right now
Because at one point of someday,
Everything you did
Would be exactly what you will be” -

-”Thank you for letting me be me
For helping me fly
For giving me wings
For straightening me out
For waking me from being suffocated
For waking me from a dream which was all I was living in" -SAVE ME

-”I just wanted to succeed
the words I tediously heard from others were only that
I thought I could catch the mirage known as happiness
but the me in front of my desk wasn’t happy even for a moment
Without my mom knowing, I put a sheet of white paper between the pages of my workbook
My identity that I wrote down matched to the drum and bass”

-“The grown-ups confess
That we have it so easy
They say that we are happier than our portion
Then how do you explain my unhappiness?
There’s no conversation topics beside studying
Outside, there are so many kids like me,
Living the life of a puppet
Who will take responsibility?”

-”Life isn’t about living along but living through
As you live through, you’ll disappear some day
If you keep spacing out, you’ll be swept away,
if you ain’t no got the guts, trust”

-”I empty my drink but it gets filled with loneliness […]
All I did was color you in my white, blank paper
But then I realized, it already became a finished picture”
-Hold me tight

-”Hey you, who’s looking over the Han River
If we bump into each other while passing, would it be fate?
Or maybe we bumped into each other in our past life
Maybe we bumped into each other countless times”

-”My mother said the sea is blue
She said to let out your voice as far as you can
But what to do, it’s so dark and there are only different whales
speaking entirely different words”
-Whalien 52

-”The media and adults say we don’t have willpower
condemning us like stocks
Why are they killing us before we can even try
Why are you hanging your head and accepting it already?” -Dope

-”Life is more beautiful knowing that we’ve taken a loan on death
Even light is treasured more when there’s darkness
The sunshine appears after we’ve passed through the storm”

-”Let’s be happy, let’s be happy
Even if we live with these heavy words in our mouths every day
To be honest, I still don’t know
Why am I often lonely”

-“I’m living to understand the world, 
But why hasn’t this world tried to understand me”

-”Back then I thought this was a big place
But my ambition grew too big
That big house became too small now”

-“In the darkness,
People look happier than the day
Everyone else knows where they’re supposed to be
But only I walk without purpose”

-”Outside was a whole battlefield so I bring out the chopper
Every night inside me I quietly fight with myself
My heart pounds, my colleagues stab me in the back
While saying that I became a moron after joining a company”

-”It’s just one life
Who are you living for?
My heart stopped when I was nine or ten
Put your hand on your heart
and ask what you dream was
What is really was”

*This was Sarah for you daily Namnam appreciation

(cred to Lynn and papercrowns!)


“ You taught me the courage of stars before you left.
         How light carries on endlessly, even after death. “


April’s Featured Game: ARCADEA

GENRE: Fantasy, Adventure, Puzzle
SUMMARY: In the world of Arcadea, people can accomplish their dreams. How? Through video games of course! Everybody who lives in Arcadea has a special arcade machine they can visit in their dreams that lets them fulfill their strongest wishes. Whether it’s to go on an adventure, or make friends, or fall in love, or solve a mystery, or completely start a new life, there’s a game made just for them..
The game follows Maisie, a new arrival to Arcadea. She’s not very interested in all this gaming stuff; her only goal is to find an important person. But along the way, she can’t help but be roped into other people’s problems. She also can’t help that the arcade machines seem to glitch around her. A lot.

Our Interview With The Dev Team Below The Cut!

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jugheadjons  asked:

sterek + #6 or 15 for the prompts please??

“I’d kill for a coffee … literally.”

Stiles slumped into the seat, throwing his head back and groaned, “I’d kill for a coffee … literally.”

Around him, the coffee shop was bustling with life. From baristas racing to finish orders and take new ones to customers chatting. The decorations from Christmas were still up even four days after, giving Stiles the biggest ache for a day off.

From where he was rapidly typing away across from Stiles, Derek muttered, “He does this every day.”

Stiles straightened himself immediately and jerked his head to the side, narrowing his eyes at Derek, “What’s that supposed to mean? Huh?”

“I’m just saying,” he clarified, glancing up and shrugging his shoulders quickly, “you do tend to say the same thing every single time you finish your shift, muttering about someone’s unnecessarily complicated order or yelling at the cashier.”

Stiles huffed, “It’s the torture of being a barista, I swear. Der, customer service is a terrible job prospect. You should be grateful that you never have to deal with it.”

“Trust me, I am.”

Stiles leaned forward with his hands on the table, “So, whatcha workin’ on there? Is it your new novel? Can I read some? Did you finally end up writing a chapter? Did you finally name a character after me? If I find out that Scott gets a character named after him and I don’t, I’m going to cry.”

Derek stopped typing and stared at him, a smile itching to form at the corners of his mouth. He looked slightly amused, maybe even—dare he say it—fond. “Scott gets a character because he’s my cousin. You are Scott’s friend.”

“Is that all I am?” Stiles tried to make sure his voice stayed light and airy, but he wasn’t sure if he succeeded. Sure, he was related to his best friend—nay, his bro—but that didn’t mean that Derek didn’t mean something to Stiles. In fact, though he may deny this to anyone who ever asked, Stiles had been harbouring a massive crush on Derek since the day that he walked in, hair windblown, head-to-toe clad in leather with his glasses on. And it got worse when all Stiles could feel was heat pooling into his stomach when he saw that Derek wore henleys and sweaters under all that leather.

“No, you’re also a pain in my ass,” Derek replied, his fingers already speeding away on the keyboard.

“Hilarious, Derek, didn’t know you could make jokes.” Stiles looked away towards a couple on a date on the other side of the store.

“Of course, didn’t you know that I was planning on being a comedian? Writing is just something I do for fun.”

Stiles turned to face Derek again, arching a single brow.

“Stiles, you’re one of my closest friends, alright? I don’t just make jokes or socialize with just anyone. I’ve stayed up watching you throw up both into a toilet and onto me. I’ve seen you inhale cake. You’re a pain in the ass, but you’re one of my pains in the ass. And besides, I never said you weren’t in the novel; it’s not my fault that you jump to conclusions way too often,” Derek smirked.

Stiles couldn’t help but grin widely, a small blush beginning to crawl up onto his face. Derek called him one of his closest friends. “Ooh, getting all sappy there, aren’t we, Mr. Hale?”

Derek glared. Stiles would’ve been terrified if he didn’t know how much of a softie Derek truly was. “Don’t make me write you sonnets.”

“Can you?!” Imagine that, Derek Hale writing Stiles Stilinski sonnets and poetically performing them outside of his window.

“No. For that you have to date me.”

Derek was flirting. With him. Derek was flirting with him—in his own weird way, of course. “Fine, pick me up at six tonight, Hale. With a sonnet.” Stiles winked.

Derek smiled back at him, soft and warm. Stiles hoped, quite desperately may he add, that his heart would slow the fuck down and let him just melt into a puddle.

“It’s a date.”

prislydawn  asked:

Okay angsty Lams situation

oohh my favorite, headcanon time

-After Alex’s wedding, Laurens gets super drunk


-He raises a glass to Alex and makes snarky remarks about how he’ll never see freedom again with Eliza and Alex just sits there laughing awkwardly and wondering what in the hell is up with his best friend

-Alex shoos him away so he can talk in private with Burr, so Laf and Herc pull him away and John immediately starts crying to them and they have to calm him down quick so he doesn’t make a big scene on Alex’s big day

-a few hours later John finds Alex again and pulls him away from Eliza and to the corner of the room where they can talk alone

-Alex is still weirded out by his friends behavior and is like “Hey, Jacky, maybe you should head home, you’re pretty out of it” and John just starts crying. 

-”Don’t you dare call me Jacky right now,” John mutters, “not now.”

-Alex is so confused. He’s a bit tipsy himself and high off of love for his new wife and he’s like, “John, you’re acting weird; let me find you a ride home.” 

-”I saved every letter you wrote me,” John whimpers pathetically and Alex’s heart stops. All at once he realizes why John is so upset and why he’s gotten so drunk he’s stumbling. His face goes pale and he grabs both of Johns arms.”No. John, no.”

-”From the moment I read them I knew you were mine,” he sobs and Alex’s heart breaks into a thousand shards. “Shh, hey, Jacky, shhh,” he tries to calm John down but John just sobs out a quiet “you said you were mine,” in response, hitting Alex’s chest with two open hands before collapsing into his arms and mumbling “I thought you were mine..”

was this too angsty I don’t know i’m tired

anonymous asked:

Cheating Rfa boys please! Angst angst angst omg and mc becomes stone hearted afterwards

Ask and you shall receive~

◉ Yoosung

  • He said he was staying late with a study group at the library
  • You carefully packed some of the dinner you just finished cooking into a small tupperware container to bring to him
  • He’d been a little distant lately, and you knew it must be the stress of his studies
  • So why not surprise him by bringing some food to keep him going?
  • He always loved your cooking
  • It was one surefire way to get a smile out of him
  • You were surprised to see the library this busy at night.
  • Lots of students hustling around with their faces pressed in their books
  • Out of the crowd you finally spotted him sitting at a table
  • The smile fading from your face as you drew closer. He was sitting cheerfully with another girl.
  • Their hands together, fingers intertwined on the table top.
  • Then Yoosung leaned in and kissed her
  • Your heart stopped
  • And your feet were still moving although you weren’t paying attention to where they were taking you
  • You ran into a book cart and fell
  • Dropping the tupperware and spilling the food
    • “Ouch!”
  • Yoosung looked up to see you on the ground trying desperately to pick up the food
  • Your hands were shaking and it was hard to see through the tears
    • “MC?!” Yoosung ran towards you
  • You wiped your eyes and stood up to meet him
    • “I thought you might be hungry…” you felt the tears begin to stream down your face again
    • “MC I…I-I’m so sorry-”
  • You shoved the food at him and ran off, leaving him standing there speechless
  • Packing was a blur for you
  • But what hurt the most was that Yoosung hadn’t even bothered to come home right away
  • You had enough time to look over the place twice and make sure you didn’t miss anything
  • And now you stood outside with your bags in hand
  • The door opened to reveal Saeyoung
  • You broke down and dropped your things at the sight of him
    • “Woah! It’s going to be okay…” he hugged you, “let’s get you inside. Don’t worry, I’ll grab the bags okay? Then you can tell me everything.”
  • You followed him inside

◉ Jumin

  • ‘I’m sorry, I have to work late tonight’
  • That’s what he texted you
  • But standing there now in the doorway to his office
  • Watching him kissing a woman as she sat on his desk
  • You could see that wasn’t true
    • “Really swamped with work tonight, I see,” you clutched your phone in your hand and your eyes were beginning to swell with tears
  • Both of them jumped
  • And the woman hopped from the desk and ran past you
    • “MC, what are you doing here?” he straightened his tie as he turned to you
    • “Watching you cheat on me, apparently,” you spat back
  • He tried to approach you but you took a few steps back
    • “Don’t even try to touch me,” you warned
    • “This was nothing. Just me closing a business deal, that’s all-” he tried to explain
    • “You’re really something else, Jumin Han,” you were crying now against your will, “well don’t worry. This is the last time I will ever interrupt a ‘deal’ again. Goodbye, Jumin.”
  • You wiped your cheeks and turned heel with a sniffle
    • “MC get back here so we can talk about this”
    • “No! You don’t get to order me around. Not anymore. Don’t look for me at the penthouse, I’m never going back. Don’t try and find me.”
  • You held in your emotions until you were fully out of the building
  • And let yourself sob once you made it around the corner
  • You didn’t know where you would go
  • But your only care at the moment was getting the image of them together out of your mind

◉ Zen

  • Some of the cast were snickering
  • You had shown up to his rehearsal with iced coffees to surprise him
    • “He’s in his dressing room,” one girl finally spoke up
    • “But he might be a little pre-occupied…” another guy laughed and got elbowed
    • “That’s his girlfriend, right?” another one whispered
  • You were feeling a little uncomfortable
  • But thanked them anyway and hesitantly made your way to his dressing room
  • You wished you hadn’t
  • You opened the door to see Zen and another actress, both of them had their shirts off and were kissing heavily
  • Your heart sank at the sight and you froze
    • “Can we help you?” the girl broke this kiss to talk to you
  • You couldn’t speak
  • And when Zen made eye contact with you, you ran
  • And Zen trailed after you
    • “Wait! C-Come back! I know this looks bad-” he called
  • But you kept on walking, trying to stop crying
  • The rest of the cast were now grouped around to watch what was going on
    • She came on to me! What was I supposed to do?” he cried
  • You stopped in your tracks and turned to face him
  • You had pulled the lid from the coffees and threw them on him
  • The whole cast was a chorus of “oOooooOOOoo”
    • “You’re an asshole!” you sobbed
  • Zen was now dripping wet with a blank face
    • “An ASSHOLE! And I’ll never forgive you for this. Have a good life, Hyun. We’re through.”
  • You erased all of the photos of him in your phone
  • Grabbed all of your things from the apartment
  • And ripped yourself out of all of the couples photos around your place
  • And from then on
  • Anytime you saw his face on a magazine you turned it around on the stand

◉ Saeyoung

  • You didn’t normally look at his phone
  • But it was buzzing and he was in the other room
  • You figured it was Yoosung asking to come over and game
  • But it wasn’t
  • And your hand started shaking
  • Tears were dotting the screen as you looked down at the text messages
  • Saeyoung came out to see you crying
    • “Hey what’s the matter?” he sounded concerned
    • “I miss you so much, babe. I keep thinking about the other night-” you choked as you read it out loud to him, “who is this?” you looked up with tearful eyes
    • “Shit…” was all he could manage
  • You dropped the phone
    • “The other night. Like, when you told me you had to work late and wouldn’t be home? That night? And you kissed me when you came home…” your voice trailed, “I think I’m going to be sick”
  • You stood up from the couch
    • “I’m so sorry. Please, I don’t know how this all ended up happening…I just-what are you doing?”
  • You had brushed past him and made your way to the bedroom
  • Quickly throwing your essentials into a small suitcase
  • The clothes you couldn’t be without
  • The box of personal items you held dear
  • All the while Saeyoung was staring at you
  • Not sure what to say or do
  • Throwing on a coat you walked past him once more without even a glance
  • Stopping for a moment and feeling in your pocket
    • “There,” you threw your phone at his feet, “now you can’t trace me, right?”
  • You pulled the door open
    • “Please…I’m begging you. Don’t do this. Just give me a chance to explain,” he cried
    • “No. I don’t want to hear it,” your voice was cold and you turned to face him with tear-stained cheeks, “and I never want to see you again, Saeyoung.”
  • And with that you walked away
Requested imagine •3 Zach

Hello could you do a imagine that the reader is a new student and tries to find a class room but fails end ends up in the gymnasium and finds Zach on the bleachers crying because his girlfriend broke up with him so the reader comforts him and Zach starts to like her and his ex girlfriend gets jealous and tries to get him back. thank you <3

“Ugh a newbie again” you thought to yourself as you packed your new locker in the empty hallway, looking down at your timetable you noticed you had biology first period, “now where did that old women say again?” You thought trying to remember the directions she gave you even though you knew full well you’d zoned out and didn’t listen.

You walked around aimlessly until you got to the end of a corridor and saw a door, walking through it you decided it was either a biology class or someone would be on the other side to direct you the right way. After opening the door to find an empty gymnasium you sighed and dropped your bag but you heard a sniffle and a cough, you peeked round the corner to see a tall muscly boy crying on the bleachers, your first instinct was to run away but he intrigued you, and before you knew it you found yourself climbing the steps “are you okay?…sorry stupid question” you asked then mumbled the rest, his head shot up and he wiped his face “um sorry I’m fine” he sniffed stuffing things into his bag “if you need to talk to someone, it can be me. I’m new, you’re literally the first kid I’ve seen so it’s not like I can embarrass you and tell everyone you were crying” you said realising it sounded a lot more comforting in your head, he moved his bag and patted the seat and you sat next to him “I’m Y/N” you said extending your hand “zach” he coughed but didn’t shake your hand. “Whatever had you so upset it can’t be as bad as the morning I had, I dropped my pancake and the cat ate it!” You exclaimed making him let out a big laugh “im sorry I don’t wanna bore you” zach said wiping his face again “you won’t be, I’m lost so I’d be worse off wandering around the school” you smiled at him “my girlfriend broke up with me, because I’ve been slacking at basketball, she’s embarrassed to be with me” he sighed and let out a sob at the end “oh my god what a bitch! You shouted by accident “I’m sorry I didn’t mean that” you said “she meant a lot to me, I thought we were perfect together” he said “I know you’re hurting but she doesn’t sound worth the tears, Zach, you can do so much better and deserve someone who will love you for you and not your reputation” you said and realised he was staring at you “thank you Y/N I didn’t think about it like that” he smiled and stood up “so where are you trying to find?” He asked “biology?” You asked and his smile turned into a grin “I have biology too! I’ll walk you there” He nearly shouted excitedly.

You talked about anything and everything on the way to biology and to your disappointment you arrived at the class, you expected to take your seat then probably never see the jock again “sit next to me?” He asked interrupting your thoughts “that would be great, id rather not sit next to a stranger” you said nervously and he walked you over to a table.

Over the next two weeks you and Zach became lab partners, jokingly calling yourselves lab buddies but you really wished it was more, he’d nod to you in the hallways at school and you’d often catch him looking at you across the cafeteria, by now you were close friends with Hannah Baker. “He so likes you!” She giggled across the table and looked at your confused face “zach!” She exclaimed “oh yeah we’re biology buddies” you said and she laughed “he like likes you!!” She said as you glanced over at him and noticed a girl practically sitting on his lap, the same girl you thought you helped him get over “maybe not” you mumbled and Hannah turned round “ugh she’s so desperate, he looks disgusted by her presence” she laughed but you didn’t believe her.

You had biology next and as usual had a great time with zach, laughing, joking and telling each other life stories. On your way out of the class you overheard his ex talking to her other cheerleader friends “I cannot believe that slut! Does she think she can just move here and take my seat then my boyfriend!” Your heart sank as you left the class, did zach lie to you? Was he still dating her? You walked towards your locker in a daydream and bumped into someone dropping all your things “hey clumsy!” You looked up and it was Zach, you picked up your things and grumbled then walked past him “Y/N!” He shouted after you, you kept walking until you felt him grab your arm “Y/N what have I done?” He asked looking hurt “I’ve spent weeks helping you get over her and you’re still dating her?” He looked confused “what are you talking about? We haven’t talked since the day she broke up with me!” He stated “well she seems to think I’m here exclusively to steal you from her, her boyfriend she was clear about that part!” You shouted “she’s jealous Y/N!” He sighed and leaned against the lockers “of what?” You asked “of you obviously, she can’t bear the fact that I’ve fallen hard in love with you and she’s got no chance ever again” he blurted then squeezed his eyes together regretting what he said as you just stared, shocked.

You stood in silence for what seemed like forever until he finally opened his eyes “I guess that’s my deepest secret out in the open, it was nice being friends Y/N sorry for ruining everything” he said as you crashed your lips to his shocked at yourself and Zach grabbed your waist and kissed back hard. You pulled away and looked at each other and smiled “or…we could go to the crestmont?” He suggested with a grin on his face and you nodded dumping your stuff in your locker and walking out of school with Zach.

Zach walked you to his car, opened the door for you and fastened your seatbelt, he placed a kiss on your forehead before closing the door and getting in the drivers side.

I’m done fighting
I’m done chasing after something that doesn’t exist anymore

I know me coming back is hurting us both more than anything
and you always have loved the taste of my poison
but I can’t keep playing theses games
so I’m taking a break
you won’t have to read poetry about you again

I’m done feeding your ghost
I’m done waiting for something that will never happen

—  Goodbyes//Kayla
Hide and Seek

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine… ten!

“Ready or not, here I come!”

Hide and Seek has always been my favorite game. I love playing it with my mommy, sometimes she seeks, but it’s best when she hides. She sometimes hides in the most fun areas, like under the kitchen sink or behind the couch. When I’d jump out and shout ‘I found you!’ she’d laugh and gather me into her arms, blowing raspberries onto my tummy and making me laugh so much I couldn’t breathe.

Lately though, it’s been getting hard to find her.

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Cupboard troubles ( Draco x Reader)

The room was getting smaller and I was completely lost as to how I got in here in the first place but I knew who did it. Pansy Parkinson, she had stopped me from getting to my potions lessons and shoved me inside this closet I was claustrophobic and I wish Draco was here, we had been dating for a year already and since then my fear of small places has lessened.

I tried everything to get out of this situation spells counter jinxes but of course Pansy got smart and put a jinx or spell she can only rewind.

I was crying and sat in the corner I was scared and wanted out, I had been crying for a while and was already passing out closing my eyes and it was pitched black.

“Y/n! please wake up sweetheart you have to wake up” The familiarity of the voice waking me up instead of finding myself in a closet I was now in a room on a bed To be exact and Draco at my right side. Worries written all over his gray eyes, my eyes burned and my throat felt dry as if reading my thoughts Draco gave me a cup of water.

“What happened?” Was the first thing Draco asked. “Pansy locked me inside a closet for merlin knows what reason” I said while sitting up on the bed his eyes displaying anger, “what happened after I passed out?”. “Well I was on my way back to the common room when I saw Pansy standing outside the closet she was laughing with her friends at something while looking at the closet. I was going to walk away but then Pansy mentioned your name as she was going to walk away" he hugged me and continued talking “I told her to open it but by that time you had already passed out and then I brought you here.” I smiled as he hugged me, his hugs were always filled with emotion.

 With his head at the crook of my neck he gave me tender kisses then he looked me in the eye smiling at me while I smiled back and brought my lips towards his. He was now sitting leaning on the back of the bed while he pulled me too sit on his legs, and went to my neck he sucked on it and gave kisses. I slowly moaned and ran my hand through his hair also pulling it at the end. Our make out session seem to have escalated quickly and I was now under him and he looked in to my eyes smiling, but any perfect moment has to be ruined, a knock on his door erupted into to the quiet room following a questioning voice. My face turned red and my eyes wide. “Draco. Can I copy your potions homework?” I recognized the voice as Blaise Zabini one of Draco’s friends he rolled his eyes and got off the bed “Zabini. I haven’t finished it” It got quite again and I bursted out laughing Draco looks at me smirking and he chuckles. He made his way to the bed and layer down next to me wrapping his arms around me He played with my H/C hair while we were laying on his bed he noticed me falling asleep and whispering “I love you y/n” I smiled and answered back “I love you too Draco.” 

 Hi guys, sorry this took so long. And I’m also sorry that this is so short. Hope you guys like it. :) don’t forget to like it if you do :p and follow me if you want to read more of my stuff :s

The Reid Effect

Requested by @21lanes: Reid and the Reader have been best friends for years, and she harbors a secret crush on him. When he starts seeing someone else, she’s jealous, but when he asks for her help in surprising his new girlfriend, all hell breaks loose.

It’s not fair, the effect Spencer Reid as on her. Her heart rate speeds up, her palms sweat, the air feels too warm, and she immediately forgets whatever else she was supposed to be thinking about the moment he walks into view. Similar symptoms occur at the sound of his voice, or when she receives a text from him, and of course when he appears unbidden in her mind. No, it’s not fair. And yet, she can never bring herself to mind much when he makes her feel so good.

They met at a criminology conference in DC. As a mystery writer, she wanted to do some in-depth research, and while she left with new material for her book, she also left with a new friend. Spencer sparked her interest almost immediately, and they became fast friends. Even from the start, he had a way of making her feel comfortable and putting her at ease. For three years he was her best friend – and still is – but last year something shifted, and one day she looked at him and realized what she felt for him went so much deeper than friendship. That’s when it began, that nervous fluttering and anxious happiness. It took weeks for her to realize what she felt for him was love, and she’s never been able to admit it out loud.

What if he doesn’t reciprocate her feelings? What if it ruins their friendship? She can’t imagine not having him in her life, even if it means never acting on her feelings. And yet, when he smiles at her, the rest of the world slips away. Does he even realize it, the effect he has on her?

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In Which You Rescue Rocket (Guardians of the Galaxy Fluff)

As requested by anon: can you do a fluff of rocket raccoon please

This turned out to be a tricky prompt…I tried my hardest, I swear! Also credit goes to the gif maker.

The man you called your father was twisted in the worst of ways. Emotion was a foreign concept to him, and you were pretty sure that he was physically born without a heart. It was the only explanation for the things he did and the way he so off-handedly justified himself by saying that it was all “for science”. But you knew better. You knew that experimenting with the actual lives of others couldn’t possibly benefit any sort of legitimate research question or theory. Everything he did, he did out of selfish curiosity.

You’d lost count of the amount of poor souls that had come through his lab. Most of them started as animals. Cute, innocent animals that you’d learned to stop growing attached to, as they never lasted past one or two of his experiments. At least until he came along.

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til you filled it up with your love

I heard this song the other day and started crying because it made me think of Killian and Emma, so of course I opened an empty word document and started tying my heart away. 

additonally, I started this a few days ago and I’m trying to avoid episode spoilers, so I thought I’d finish this up. 

never was the kind to think about dressing in white
wasn’t waiting for a prince to come riding into my life
thought I was happy on my own,
til you came and proved me wrong

She’s staring at herself in a floor length mirror, assessing and trying to make sure everything looks perfect. She smooths down a ruffle that’s already flawless, and her hand shakes just slightly. Sighing, she closes her eyes and tries to banish the anxiety in her head that something will go wrong. 

Not today. 

“Oh, Emma.” Her mother’s voice pulls her from her thoughts and she turns to see tears pooling in her eyes. “You look absolutely beautiful.” 

“Mom, no crying,” she says, reaching out to grasp her hand. “You’ll mess up your makeup.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” Snow babbles, reaching up to dab at her eye before the moisture can fall. “I’m just so happy for you. This is everything I ever wanted for you, to find love… I can’t imagine it any better than this.” 

The corners of her mouth tilt up almost automatically. “Me either.” 

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Accidents Cause Accidents Pt3

Word Count: 3777

    A/N: Here is the third part to Accidents cause Accidents! I’m sorry it’s so long lol. Let me know what you think, I love feedback! Much love!

Originally posted by give-in-to-the-satisfaction

Originally posted by destinyhayden


“And I love you.” Jughead felt as sleep took the beautiful (Y/H/C) haired girl laying on him and he cherished this moment. He knew for sure that in the morning the police and the hospital were going to be pissed that she was here, but he didn’t want to worry about that right now. All he wanted to do was spend some quality time with the one person in his life who had never betrayed him, promising to himself that this time if danger would show its ugly face again, which it most undoubtedly would, he’d do whatever it took to protect her.


    “Jughead! It’s time to get up. You have school today.” Fred called, trying to wake up the sleeping boy who was sprawled out on the couch. Jughead slowly opened his eyes, reaching to pull Y/N closer to him while he could before he had to go to school, but he felt no one by him. He quickly shot up, looking around the room but there was no confused girl to be found.

    “Where is Y/N?” Jughead asked, quickly standing up to go find her. Before Fred could even answer the question wildly thrown at him, Jughead stormed out of the room and into the kitchen. He quickly calmed down as he found Archie making pancakes and Y/N cutting fruit beside him, the two of them laughing and talking. Jughead leaned against the door frame, the two of them not noticing his presence yet and he enjoyed the sight. His two best friends were talking and joking around, just like before the accident.

    “Its my turn to make a pancake, Archie! You’ve already made enough!” Y/N complained, giggling as Archie bumped into her with his hip.

    “You don’t even know how to make them.” he playfully argued.

    “Did I before?” she asked, and Archie sadly nodded his head, remembering Y/Ns accident. It was easy to forget she even had one until she brought it up or when you saw her trying to learn things all over again.

    “Yeah, you did. You used to break into our house in the morning and surprise my dad, Jughead and I with them as a thank you.” He said, grinning at the memory.

    “Then move it, Archie. I’m going to learn again.” She said, pushing him out of the way of the pan.

    “Yeah Archie, move so she can learn and continue her morning felonies.” Jughead called, and the two of them whipped their heads around and finally notice the raven haired boy smirking at them. Archie laughed and threw his hands up in surrender, leaning against the opposite counter. Y/N turned around and stuck her tongue out at him and they all laughed. She took the batter, and poured it in, making the best circle she could. She watched as it bubbled, and she carefully flipped the pancake, revealing a beautifully golden treat.

    “Suck it, Archie! I do know how to make pancakes.” She teased, putting the pancake on the stack Archie had previously made and gave herself a high five. “Go me!”

    “Yeah whatever, I guess I’ll finish cutting the fruit.” Archie sighed, chuckling over at the girl doing a weird dance in front of the stove.

    “Yeah, you better.” she joked, and Jughead came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and burying his head in her neck.

    “Good morning.” he said, his breath tickling her neck.

    “Good morning to you too handsome boy.” Archie said, and Jughead turned his head to face him. Archie gave him a playful wink and Y/N laughed. She broke free from Jugheads hold, and placed the spatula in his hand.

    “Damn, I’ll just leave you and your boyfriend to it I guess, you two obviously need some alone time.” she said sarcastically, backing up and making her way to the living room.

    “No, come back here.” Jughead called and she slipped from the kitchen, winking to the two of them on her way out. Jughead sighed and flipped the pancake in the pan in front of him.

    “She is going to have to learn everything all over again.” Archie said worriedly, cutting up the apple that was on the board. Jughead sat there in silence for a few minutes, trying to think of something to say that would hopefully make Archie less worried. Archie was right of course, school was going to be a pain in the ass for the poor girl if she doesn’t get her memories back, which the doctor had predicted she wouldn’t.

     There is so much that Y/N did before that she has no idea how to do now, would she even be the same person? Jughead shook himself from that thought, of course she would be the same person, you can’t change someone’s personality. Your personality sticks with you, its molded by the things that you grew up with and the things that have happened to you, but Y/N didn’t remember any of that. At this moment in time, all she knew was the jackass doctor and the three people in this house not including her. The things she would know is being interrogated by police, being tracked down and hunted by serpents, and constantly being protected by people she didn’t know. She already felt vulnerable enough, what if it gets worse? What if it gets to the point where she starts to rebel in an attempt to feel less vulnerable, to feel in control. Her life to her is now a blank slate, her personality could completely alter, and the girl he fell in love with could be no more. What was he going-

    “Jughead! You’re burning the pancake!” Fred called, snapping him out of his thoughts.

    “Oh shit, sorry.” He quickly picked the pancake up with the spatula and placed it on the stack.

    “Are you okay?” Fred asked, watching as Jugheads face contorted, and he could tell the gears in his head were turning.

    “And did you even hear what I said?” Archie asked. Jughead sighed and ran his hand through his beanie free hair.

    “I’m fine, and yes I did hear you. Don’t worry Archie, look how quickly she picked up on pancake making, I’m sure she’ll learn everything else quickly as well.” Jughead said. “I have faith in her.”

    “Yeah, but that was making a pancake, that’s something five year-olds can do. Its easy. What about everything else? She’s going to be so overwhelmed.” Archie argued.

    “She’ll be okay, she was a smart girl and I’m sure she still is. If anyone can figure this stuff out, she can. She isn’t as helpless as everyone seems to think, just because she doesn’t remember much doesn’t mean she cant take care of herself.” Jughead concluded, trying his best to end the conversation.

    “Jugheads got a point Arch, she will be just fine. She will be staying with us for awhile though because I don’t trust that she’ll be safe on her own in her apartment.” Fred said, grabbing the orange juice out of the fridge and placing it on the table.

    “Okay.” Archie sighed. He was just worried about one of his best friends, and he was scared that things were going to change drastically with her, he had a gut feeling. He pushed it down though, deciding that he was outnumbered in his worries and that maybe he was just over-reacting. Although he wasn’t aware that Jughead and Fred feel the same way. Jughead turned the stove off and made his way out to the living room to check on Y/N, she had been far too quiet for far too long.

    “Y/N?” he asked, turning the corner to find her on the couch laying down. “You alright?” he asked, walking towards the girl. He heard a sniffle and worry set it. He knelt down by the couch in front of the crying girl, staring down at her face and playing with her hair. “Hey, come on, you can talk to me. What’s going on?”

    “I’m alright.” she whispered and he rolled his eyes.

    “You’re still a terrible liar.” he teased and she grinned. “Seriously though, are you okay?” he asked. She sat up and crossed her legs, staring down at her fidgeting hands.

    “I’m alright, to be honest I’m just a little scared. I heard you guys talking, what if I don’t remember Jug? I don’t even remember how we met, or where I came from, and apparently I have an apartment? Where are my parents, where are yours? Whats my favourite colour, what do I like to eat, I don’t know any of this!” she said, her voice shaking and cracking.

    “Woah, breathe.” Jughead tried to sooth, taking her hands into his. “We met when we were very little, I don’t even remember how we met so don’t feel bad. You come from Riverdale, and yes you have an apartment. Its your own because your parents left you about a year back, they said you were too much to handle and you were glad to leave because they were constantly at eachothers throats. My parents aren’t any better, my dad is an alcoholic and my mom took my sister and left, and I miss those two every day. My dad is still around though, but I don’t live with him, I cant really stand to be around him. I moved out a few months ago and I lived at the Drive In, although you probably don’t remember it. It was our favourite place to hang out and watch movies together. We would be up all night watching movies and joking around, stuffing our faces with popcorn and soda pop, it was nice until it got torn down.”

    “After the Drive In was torn down, I lived at school until you found out and you tried to get me to move in with you but I refused. I didn’t want to be a burden so you and your stubborn and caring self took my matters into your own hands and told Fred, who forced me to live with him. At first I was a little mad, but now I’m thankful for it, you always have my back and I don’t know what I would do without you. You and I both have been betrayed time and time again, but we have never betrayed eachother which is probably why we are so close.” he explained, and Y/N nodded her head listened.

    “I’m sorry Juggie.” She said, reaching out and wrapping her arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close, relishing in the moment.

    “Don’t be. Its not your fault, everything good that’s happened these past few months have been because of you, and I don’t know how I can ever thank you.” he said. She pulled away from him and sat back down on the couch.

    “Fred seems nice, I like him.” She said softly, and Jughead chuckled.

    “He seems to be the only good parent in this town.” Jughead agreed, looking over to the kitchen door to find him and Archie quietly watching. Fred gave him a small smile, and Jughead smiled back. “He is always there for us kids when we need him, he is definitely trustworthy.”

    “Alright.” She said quietly. Jughead looked down at her and smiled.

    “Oh, and your favourite color is (Y/F/C) and your favourite food is (Y/F/F).” he quickly added, earning a giggle from the (Y/H/C) haired girl.

    “Alright you two, its time for breakfast. Jughead and Archie are going to be late for school if they don’t hustle.” Fred called, and Y/N jumped off the couch, making her way to the kitchen. Jughead and Archie walked in first, but Y/N pulled Fred aside.

    “Thank you.” She said, and he smiled at her.

    “You’re very welcome.” He said, patting her arm. “I’ve known you since you were little, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you.”

    “I appreciate it.” she pulled him into a hug, and she quickly pulled away and made her way into the kitchen. Jughead and Archie were eating, talking and laughing and Y/N took a seat in between them. “Move it you two, I want to sit in between of my two favourite people.”

    The three of them ate and talked for the remainder of breakfast, Jughead and Y/N playing footsie under the table. When breakfast was done, the two boys picked up their backpacks and got ready to leave, and there was a ring of the doorbell. Y/N tensed up, and hid in the hall as Jughead opened the door, but a blonde-haired girl she barely remembered to be named Betty walked into the house.

    “Hey you two.” She said. “Did you guys hear, Y/N wasn’t in the hospital this morning, she had checked herself out and no one has seen her since. Everyone is worried sick, I’ve been crying all morning.” Jughead and Archie laughed nervously.

    “About that…” Jughead said, and Y/N stepped out of the hall.

    “Betty right?” she asked quietly, and the blonde dropped her backpack and ran up to her.

    “Oh my god! You’re alright!” she exclaimed, wrapping her arms around the girl.

    “I am.” Y/N said, laughing as she wrapped her arms around the blonde as well. Betty pulled back and stared happily at Y/N.

    “You’re up and walking and you’re okay and ahh!” she exclaimed. “Why didn’t you tell me you checked yourself out and you were alright?” she asked. Y/N shrugged, nervously shifting on her feet.

    “I didn’t even know I was coming here, I kind of just walked and ended up here by chance. I also don’t really remember anything about you.” Y/N mumbled quietly, and Betty’s face fell.

    “Oh yeah, I keep forgetting.” Betty said, clearing her throat. Everyone in the room could tell she was choking back tears, and Archie spoke out.

    “We should probably be heading to school.” Betty nodded her head quickly, sniffling and wiping a stray tear from her face.

    “Betty, are you okay? I’m sorry-”

    “Don’t worry about it Y/N,  it’s not your fault. I’m sorry about what happened to you, and I know that you’ll remember soon.” Betty said cheerily as a cover for her sadness. She picked up her backpack and walked to the door.

    “Y/N, we’ll be back soon. How about you come to Pops with us after school, I’ll come pick you up?” Archie suggested, and Y/N nodded her head slowly.

    “Okay.” she replied, trying to swallow the lump in her throat. “Have a great day guys.”

    “You too.” Archie said, opening the door and waving. Jughead jogged over and smiled at her, to which she did her best to return. Jughead wrapped his arms around the girl, burying his head into her neck.

    “You’ll be okay. If you need anything just text me.” he whispered in her ear as he pulled away. She just nodded her head and leaned up, wanting to feel something that made her happy, Jugheads lips on her own. He smiled in the kiss, realizing that this was the first time since her accident that she initiated a kiss.

    “I will.” she promised. Jughead picked his backpack up from the ground and walked to the door, turning to give one last smile to the girl. “I love you.” she called as the door closed, and she heard no response. She quietly made her way to the kitchen and started picking up breakfast, leaving a plate out for Fred. After everything was put away, she sat at the table and slumped over, her head resting on her folded arms.

    “You all good, kiddo?” Fred asked, making his way to the coffee machine. She quickly shot up, looking over to the man.

    “I’m fine.” she mumbled, sighing and then yawning and rubbing her eyes.

    “Tired?” he asked, and she nodded. “Want some coffee?”

    “I don’t know.” she shrugged, playing with her hands. Fred took a mug out of the cupboard and poured some coffee in it, placing it on front of her.

    “You might not like this, so if this is too bitter for you then tell me and I can fix it.” he said, nodding down to the cup. She reluctantly took the mug in her hands and brought the hot liquid up to her lips. She took a sip and quickly placed the cup down.

    “Oh, no. Please fix it!” she exclaimed, shivers coursing through her. Fred chuckled and grabbed creamed out of the fridge, pouring it into the coffee, stirring it, and handing it back to Y/N. She looked at the mug that was now filled with a light colour liquid and she brought it up to her lips again, this time taking a long drink.

    “Much better.” she said, taking another long drink.

    “I’m glad.” Fred chuckled, taking a seat at the table as well and Y/N pushed over his plate of breakfast.

    “Eat up. I made you a plate before I put stuff away.” Fred took a fork in his hand and dug in, closing his eyes and leaning back in his chair.

    “Archie and you did a good job on this.” he remarked, taking another bite.

    “Thank you.”

    “you’ve been excused from school until they figure out what to do with you, so that leaves us with what to do with you here. What are your plans for today?” Fred asked, and Y/N thought for a second.

    “I don’t really have any. To not get dragged back to the hospital I guess.” she mumbled.

    “Stay out of trouble and that won’t be too much of a problem.” he teased. “And be careful walking, you’re quite a clumsy person.” Y/N grinned and rolled her eyes.

    “Okay dad.” she joked, and Fred froze. Y/N noticed and she felt her stomach drop. “I mean-I was just joking…I thought that’s what people said.” she stuttered, hoping she hadn’t freaked him out to the point he’d make her leave.

    “No, it’s alright Y/N, I promise.” he said, putting his fork down and turning to better face the girl. “If it’s any conciliation, I think of you as a daughter. I’ve known you practically your whole life and you don’t exactly have a family to take care of you, that’s why I do it. I’m really sorry about your parents, I tried to talk sense into them but they just don’t listen to reason and didn’t understand how fucked up it was to just abandon-”

    “It’s okay, I don’t remember it anyways.” she brushed it off, giving a light chucked. Fred gave a saddened smile.

    “Yeah. I guess so.” he mumbled, looking at the time. He stood from the stool quickly, grabbing the things he needed for work and rushed to the door. Y/N got up and followed and watched.

    “I’ll be home soon, have a good day. Anything in the fridge or pantry is fair game, okay?” he said, opening the door. She nodded her head.

    “You have a good day too.” she called as she left, shutting the door behind him. Once the door shut Y/N ran a hand over her face, sighing heavily and making her way back into the kitchen. She leaned against a counter and her eyes roamed the room. Her eyes lazily caught a glimpse of what looked to be a picture of a young girl on the front of a newspaper in the recycling, and she took it out.

    “Young Girl Solves Local Case And Consequences Follow.” she read, looking more closely at the photo. “Oh my god. That’s me.” she quickly scanned the page, her head racing too much to fully read it. She slammed the paper down on the counter, trying to take deep breathes to calm herself down.  

    “Chill the fuck out Y/N, you’re a wreck.” she muttered. No one had really talked to her about what happened, she didn’t even know the simplest details on the case she supposedly solved, reading this could shed light to what happened to her. She could figure out who turned her life around, who took the past 16 years from her. Slowly, she picked the paper back up.

    “Sophomore at Riverdale High School, Y/N. Y/L/N  recently solved the murder of Jason Blossom, another sophomore who was found dead last summer. After recording a conversation she overheard at the Blossoms residence, she soon made it home where she sent the video to Sheriff Kellers son. Unfortunately, she was spotted and tracked by Southside Serpents, who are now also under investigation, at her apartment where her and her boyfriend Forsythe Pendleton the Third, better known as Jughead Jones were taking shelter. Jones and Y/L/N hid in a closet in hopes to avoid being spotted, but they were found, Jughead Jones being thrown across the room and knocked unconscious and Y/N  Y/L/N being taken out to her balcony and thrown off. By some miracle, the girl survived with her only injuries being a concussion, a few broke bones and most unfortunately, amnesia. She woke up and has no memory of the incident that took place, or anything before that. We are wishing her a quick recovery and we thank her for her sacrifice.” Y/N read the paper out loud, dropping the paper to the floor when she was done. She stumbled back into the counter and stood there numb. It was only until she felt her face wet that she realized she was crying, and she slowly walked to the living room, laying on the couch.

    “We would like to thank her for her sacrifice.” she scoffed, anger now setting in. “It wasn’t a sacrifice I wanted to make, and now look at me! I didn’t even know the town where I lived was Riverdale! Who the hell is Jason, and was he worth this?” she exclaimed, tears spilling from her eyes. South side Serpents… she thought to herself.They’re the ones responsible for this.

    “I’m going to get those sons of bitches and I’m going to make them pay.” she growled, standing from her seat on the couch and making her way to the office. She opened the door and got on the computer, opening whatever search engine was first available and typed in Southside Serpents Riverdale. An address for a bar popped up and she quickly scribbled it on a piece of paper.

    “They don’t know what’s coming.”

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anonymous asked:

Hey! Do you possibly have any dark fic recommendations? I've been looking for a good dark fic, but I seem to have bad luck looking for fics :(

You’re now in luck Anon because dark fanfics are my favourite! :D Make sure to check the tags and ratings before you read them though, as some of them can get pretty dark. 

Part 1: Mechanical Teeth
Part 2: Lockjaw
Part 3: Premolars

There was also Distant Thunder by PoorQueequeg and an amazing one called Spotlight but they both seems to have been deleted. *Excuse me while I go in a corner and cry.*

If you need any more recommendations please don’t hesitate to drop me an ask!


K but where THE HECK are you other Jackson stans?? WhY am I always alone??? I need people to freak out with I’m tIReD of this isolated corner and my sole voice screaming into the abyss pls I can’t keep calling 911 the operators have blocked my number cOME FIND ME I WANNA BE FRENS SO WE CAN CRY TOGETHER

Lost Boy // Draco Malfoy x Reader.

Word Count: 1165

Warning: Sad but fluffy, also may seemed very rushed.

Originally posted by mishchief---managed

He was distant.

Your Draco Malfoy had become distant to you, his skin seemed paler, his eyes were stormy and dark, his sweet and loving smile was replaced by a simple straight line.

He never talked to you anymore, just Crabbe, Goyle and Blaise. You had become extremely close with the three and often met up with Blaise.

You saw Blaise with Draco down the hall and you walked faster towards them, Draco turned to you and immediately went to turn away and walk off. You grabbed his hand quickly though.

“Blaise, could you give us some privacy please?” You asked, keeping a firm hold on Draco who was just looking at you.

He nodded quickly and said his goodbyes, you then turned to Draco, “what has been up with you lately? You barely ever speak to me anymore, or even bother to see me!” You cried.

You felt tears sting your eyes and threaten to fall, but you didn’t care, you just wanted your boyfriend back, he stayed silent and looked down, “you never hug me, you never hold hands with me, you never kiss me or touch me, so please Draco, tell me whats wrong.” You began to sob.

He looked up at you, “i’m sorry.” Was all he said. You stood back, tears streaming down your face. “Thats all you can say?” You whispered.

He nodded and looked away from you, his heart breaking at the sight of you so distraught. He let out a shaky breath and walked off to find Blaise.

You stood there in the hall, crying and just watching your boyfriend fade away, you saw Hermione, Harry and your brother Ron come round the corner, all eyes on you.

Hermione saw you crying and ran over to you, enveloping you in her arms. Harry was next to join you while Ron just stood there awkwardly.

They knew you and Draco were dating, Hermione was very supportive and kind about it, but Harry took a while to assure he was very sweet with you, and Ron, well he still wasn’t ok with it, but he never said anything about it.

“We saw Draco storming off and we knew something had happened between you two, are you alright?” Hermione asked as she pulled away from the hug.

You shook your head and wiped your eyes, sniffling, you then turned to Ron and collapsed into his arms, he held you tight as you buried your face in his neck.

The trio looked at each other, all confused and concerned for you.


You stood at the top of the Astronomy Tower, looking over the Forbidden Forrest, it was calming and peaceful until foot steps were heard behind you.

You got out your wand and turned around in a flash, to see Draco standing there, his wand drawn, “Draco what the hell?” You asked, keeping your wand out, “expelliarmus!” Draco then shouted, causing your wand to scatter along the floor and for you to flinch.

“I have to do this.” He mumbled, his eyes watering as his wand was still pointing at me, “you have to do what?” You asked, your voice shaky.

“I have to kill you, Y/N.” he cried, your eyes widened, but you didn’t dare move, “or he’ll kill me.” He then added, quieter, a tremble in his voice.

You knew instantly who he was. The Dark Lord.

“Y-you’re with him? You’re with the Dark Lord?” You gasped, stepping back as he stepped forward, tears running down his face.

You could feel hot tears streaming down your face as he kept his eyes on you, “i’m sorry Y/N, i had no choice, i have the Dark Mark, it was either join him or die.” He explained.

“I-i can help you Draco, you don’t have to do this, if you don’t kill me, then i’ll protect you from him, i’ll help you.” You tried to reason.

This whole situation was becoming unbearable, you could literally feel your heart shatter as he sniffled, “i’m so sorry Y/N…” he whispered, “A-Avada Ke-” You closed your eyes.

You drowned out his voice if he was still about to kill you, you waited for the impact that never came, instead you felt a pair of arms hug you so tightly, you were sure you was going to suffocate.

You opened your eyes to see Draco was the one hugging you so tight, you wrapped your arms around him, making the hug tighter if that was even possible.

You sobbed into the crook of his neck, you were shaking un-controllably, un-stoppable tears and sobs leaving you, “i’m so sorry, i couldn’t do it, i love you so bloody much Y/N, i could never ever hurt you.” He cried.

“I-it’s okay D-Draco, i-i unders-stand.” You hiccuped, he pulled out of the hug and connected his lips with yours in a salty, wet yet passionate and romantic kiss.

You kissed back, your arms going around his neck as his went around your waist, you slowly pulled away to catch your breath, he leant his forehead against yours.

“I’m going to protect you okay? I won’t let anyone hurt you, even if it means i have to die.” Draco said, you shook your head, “you wont have to die, because i’ll be protecting you.” You replied.

He gave a small smile as he wrapped you up in his arms again, and thats when he heard more footsteps.

“Avada Kedavra!” A woman’s voice shouted, and then pain, pain was all you could feel, you frowned slightly, and everything seemed to go in slow motion.

Draco’s cries and screams were muted, everything was silent as Draco laid you down on his lap, ignoring his family and Snape telling him he had to leave.

He stroked your hair as you sucked in your last breath, and your world went black. Bellatrix had killed you.

“Draco? Draco? Babe wake up!” You suddenly said, he frowned slightly as he started to shake violently, “Draco!” You shouted.

He shot up out of bed and looked at you instantly, “Y/N?” He asked, barely a whisper leaving his lips, you nodded, he suddenly wrapped his arms around you as tight as he could, you hugged him back.

“Another bad dream?” You asked as you played with his hair to calm him down, he nodded and you pulled out of the hug, “what happened?” You questioned.

“I-i was a-about to kill you, but then i didn’t, a-and as i was hugging you, my aunt killed you, i thought i had lost you, love.” He cried, “well i’m fine, it was just a bad dream, i’m always going to be here, Draco.” You assured him.

He nodded, looking into your Y/E/C eyes, you kissed his forehead and then pressed a quick kiss to his lips, “i love you Draco Malfoy, so much.”

“I love you more, so much more, darlin’.”