you girls my girl my girls my girl oh girl hi girl bye girl

okay so i’ve been watching the get down constantly since it came out, but recently i rewatched p1, esp. in prep for the tgd watch on twitter (check it out here to help us out!!) and i have some thoughts on episode six and dizzee’s experience at the club.

- first of all, i keep forgetting that two minutes before dizzee arrives, there’s the scene where thor’s like “you should come down to soho”

- and it’s so wild to watch that exact scene because as much as we joke about it being love at first sight for the two of them, dizzee genuinely had a crush on this dude ( and i think he knew it too) but hadn’t … like, experienced his awakening yet?

- so how amazing would it have been for him to 1. have met his idol (you’re thor?  wow!), 2. have his idol save him from the police, 3. be praised and admired for his artmaking and ideas, which definitely wasn’t common in his life prior to this ( i like rumi, he’s weird though / your brother’s a fucking weirdo ), and 4. that thor likes him enough to exchange books and hang out with him? then thor invites him to a party?  like at this point dizzee’s crushing on what used to a very highly esteemed colleague, and is now close to being his best friend??  stop??

- he meets up with thor and “beautiful girl” ( i will never forgive them for not giving her a name!! ) but he sees!!  thor!! make out with her right in front of him and you can see he’s like

:/// okay

- but then dizzee goes into the club! and immediately you can see him go “!!!” this isn’t insignificant for him!  this is a HUGE DEAL for dizzee

- thor’s like “yeah this is where the free people run free!!” and dizzee can likely see!!!  wlw !! couples!! and mlm!! couples!!  kissing near him!!

- he can see drag queens and people like him wearing dresses and makeup and it’s like he’s walked into a dream because he’s had thoughts about what if i could kiss boys??  what if i could wear nail polish?? what if i could wear dresses???  and so straight off the bat he’s being validated 100% by these happy dancing people and the cool disco atmosphere i mean he must be feeling high as a kite

- AND THEN and then he gives thor!!!!!!!!!! the fuckingggggggg RECORD

- he’s like “here it reminded me of you!” and thor gives him this HUGE SMILE thats so grateful and like ADORING like can you imagine how dizzee is FEELING right now

- then THEN the beautiful girl goes “you should get carlo to play it!” and dizzee’s like “okay cool who’s that?” and yeah its the dj and then she’s like “ya thor REEALLY KNOWS HIM ya know ;))))” .  dizzee’s fucking 

😱😱😱 does that mean what i think it means?? like this boy???? might like boys too ????? the fuck //????? liking girls and boys at the same time?????

- so he hangs out with the girl while thor goes off and he talks about the performers and he takes in a WHOLE NEW GENRE of art and dance and being!!

- the girl initiates the kiss but he goes in for it anyway and gets tapped on the shoulder

- and thor’s there, and dizzee goes “oh fuck i just kissed his girlfriend now the guy i’m crushing on is gonna be pissed at me” right?

- WRONG

- dizzee goes “sorry” and thor goes “my turn”

- MY TURN

- MY

- TURN

- SO NOW IN THE SPACE OF LESS THAN TWENTY MINUTES DIZZEE HAS REALISED THAT

IT’S OKAY TO LIKE BOYS AND IT’S OKAY TO LIKE BOYS AT THE SAME TIME AS GIRLS


THAT HE HAS A BIG CRUSH ON THIS BOY


THAT THE BOY LIKES HIM BACK AND MAYBE WANTS TO KISS HIM????


-  and he’s unsure right?  like christina aguilara’s song comes on and thor’s just dancing and dizzee’s like 

…. is this real?  did you just ask to kiss me a second ago?

- and the song keeps going and thor keeps dancing and bopping his shoulder good naturedly so dizzee’s like “no nah nah i’m not gonna do this what if i misread the signals”

- he didn’t

- the beautiful girl leans over and goes “IT’S OKAY, GO ON, KISS HIM!”

- IT’S OKAY!

- GO ON!

- KISS HIM!

HE’S SHY AND HESITANT BUT THOR JUST SMILES AT HIM AND KEEPS DANCING LIKE 

- and dizzee at this point is just like “ ???????????????????????????? IM ALLOWED TO DO THAT IM ALLOWED TO DO THAT IM ALLOWED TO DO THAT”

- the beautiful girl takes this into her own hands and gives him a reassuring kiss, you know, one that’s familiar and comfortable and he closes his eyes and kisses back

- she pulls back and says TO.  THOR.  “HE’S A GOOD KISSER,  I LIKE THAT A LOT.”

- HE’S

- A

- GOOD

- KISSER

- I

- LIKE

- THAT

- A LOT

- AND THE MUSIC GETS CLIMACTIC AND THERE ARE ALL THESE QUEER RELATIONSHIPS GOING ON RIGHT BESIDE THEM PEOPLE ARE KISSING AND EMBRACING AND DANCING AND THAT WHOLE MONTAGE JUST REINFORCES THE FACT THAT THIS IS NORMAL!! THESE TWO BOYS!! JUST FEELING A LITTLE BIT IN LOVE WITH EACH OTHER!!  ITS NOT OUT OF PLACE IT’S OKAY!!

- they’re both so shy and it’s so pure!!  like clearly this whole time thor has had a crush on dizzee as well and they don’t want to mess up and the beautiful girl in the corner is just like “this is the sweetest thing ever”

- thor gives him

- a

- mother

- fucking

- smile

- to reassure him because this is a hugely overwhelming experience for dizzee lbr!!

- and you can tell that dizzee is entranced by this whole situation because never in his LIFE did he expect a boy he liked to like him back!! he never anticipated that he would get to live THIS FREE !!

and they get closer and closer together and in a second we see a dozen people lock lips simultaneously, then the two of them slowly part, we’re left to imagine the magic and the wonder of dizzee’s first kiss with a boy (which i ❤❤❤❤❤).

- THEN

- BITHC

- MYLENE CRUZ HERSELF BEGINS SINGING AS THEY STAY TOGETHER JOINED AT THE FOREHEAD FOR A FEW SECONDS BEFORE SLOWLY PULL APART, A MANTRA OF ‘SET ME FREE’ FOLLOWING THE TWO OF THEM AS THEY MEET ONE ANOTHER’S EYES

- THOR IS GRINNING

- SO HARD

- dizzee has straight up just kissed the boy he’s crushing on well enough for thor to look at him like dizzee is the SUN AND SKY

- they dance together a bit and then the beautiful girl joins them and it’s probably the best romance story ever written.  romeo and juliet who?  i don’t know them. 

- anyway

- i’m sick of this show blasting me with emotions i’m a weak bitch i can’t handle it

Out of the Frying Pan, Into the Inferno - Reggie Mantle x Reader Imagine

Warnings: Some swearing, some yelling

Request by @stevrgers:  hey could I request an imagine where the reader has a thing with reggie but it’s super lowkey and reggie wants to keep it that way because he wants to keep her out of the playbook (cause he really cares for her) but the reader perceives his secrecy of their relationship as him being embarrassed to be seen with her by his friends/the school and reader gets upset & reggie is torn cause he wants to tell her about the book but also doesn’t want to get in trouble by the team for exposing their secret

Hope you enjoy it! I’m sorry if it seems a little disjointed. I tried to jam so much into it and it got so long (almost six pages on Word), but here you are!

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baby sister | jughead jones

Originally posted by kylogue

a/n: thinking of making this into another small series!! based on a request!! let me know if you think i should post another part! also this is my first series where  im adding another POV get keen. also ill start a tag list for this so leave a message in my ask box or down below if you’d like to be added!!

JUGHEAD’S POV

it was another busy night at pop’s chock’lit shoppe.

booths were bursting at the seams as they celebrate the win of river dales very own bulldogs. i didn’t even need to go to the game to know that they’d won. 

teenagers and parents hustle into the diner buying burgers and fries by the dozen. me? i sat in my usual booth with my usual oder; cheese burger fries and a chocolate milkshake, with of course my laptop.

i was busy typing up my newest lead that i didn’t pay any attention to the small girl that walked through pop’s doors and ended up at the front of my booth, fries and milkshake in hand.

“can i sit?” she murmurs shifting on her feet

i tilt the lid of my laptop down gesturing with my hands for her to sit, she smiles at me placing her food infront of her as she sips on her drink.

she studies me and i close my laptop completely glance at the small girl, she looked exactly like jellybean.

“everything okay?” she nods pulling books out of her back pack and plugging her headphones into her iPod.

i open my laptop and start typing again inspiration flowing through me. we stay like this for awhile, me working on my story and the little girl writing what seemed like english homework whilst bopping her head to the music that filled her earphones.

she sighs heavily causing me to look up at her “im holly (y/l/n)” i smile “jughead jones the third” she chuckles.

“theres three of you named jughead” she giggles her laugh carrying through the diner, the dinner rush was over and most of the booths were now empty. it was just us, pop and a few local stragglers. 

“you miss holly remind me of my sister” she raises her eyebrows “can’t say the same about you- my sister is way cooler than you” she sass’ and i laugh.

“how old are you holly?” “I’m 10, you?” “17″ i reply stealing one of her fries “hey!” she sulks.

“my sisters 17 too, she steals my fries too” i nod smirking to myself

“her names (y/n) we just moved her from san fransico, how olds your sister?” 

i close my laptop setting it aside “my sister is 10 years old same as you her names jellybean” she laughs again “is there three jelly beans too?” i shake my head “nope just the one and only”.

she pops a few fries in her mouth “can i ask you a few questions?” i chuckle “haven’t you just been doing exactly that?” she shakes her head.

folding my arms across my chest i decide to give in “fine, i’ll bite”

a take a swig from the saucer infront of me “are you writing about that dead kid?” i spit out my coffee choking slightly.

“yes or no?”

“yes”

“do you ever take that beanie off?” 

“no”

“not even when you shower” she pesters

i lean forward “i even poop with it on” she giggles and makes a disgusted face.

“my turn” she nods 

“what are you listening to?”

“music” i roll my eyes gesturing for her to go on “right now- all time low” 

“why are you at a diner asking a stranger at 10pm personal questions?”

her eyes widen “wait your not a murder right?” i cock my eyebrow “maybe”

“my sister was supposed to come meet me here for dinner after she’d finished work that was” she pauses looking down at her watch

“3 and a half hours ago” 

i brush my thumb against my lips “is that true?” she shrugs smirking mischievously to herself.

“do you want to use my phone to contact your sister?” she shakes her head frantically “NO”

i lean back in the booth smiling maniacally crossing my arms infront of my chest “so you sister doesn’t know your here?”

she sinks lower into the booth sipping her milkshake shamelessly 

“she’s probably worried about you”

the younger girl looks up sadly before her eyes drift over to the entrance the bell chiming indicating a new customer “crap!” she ducks underneath the table hiding herself behind my legs.

“hey!” i complain as the girl hugs my legs.

i scoff and turn and see the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen walk through the doors of pop’s. her (y/h/c) was dripping wet from the downpour outside yet it still looked incredible.

her clothes hugged her figure as the water drops from the fabric to the clean tiles. her eyes scan the booths looking for someone.

she walks over to pop worry evident on her face “hey I’m looking for my little sister she’s 10 but this high, brown hair” she gestures with her hands “her names holly” 

i clear my throat pointing to my booth, as the younger girls back pack and homework sprawled out on the table top.

she mutters a thank you before approaching my booth, she breathes a sigh of relief as she realises that the back pack indeed belonged to her younger sibling.

“you must be holly’s sister?” she nods rocking awkwardly on her heels “(y/n) (l/n) I’m sorry if she’s been bothering you- and you are?” she smiles down at me her cheeks tinting red in the warm diner.

“jughead jones-” i pause “the third” she giggles nd boy do i have to contain myself from drooling.

“there’s three of you named jughead?” she continues giggling covering her mouth and apologising “oh god I’m sorry i shouldn’t be laughing” i chuckle to myself smiling up at the girl.

“its fine, your sister actually said the exact same thing” she widens her eyes and drops to her knee spotting her younger brunette sister curled up at my legs.

“holly!” she scolds “get out and leave the poor boy alone” i try and hide my smirk.

“his name is juggie and he’s my friend” she retorts.

“its fine (y/n) honestly i have a little sister the same age, its harmless really” she shakes her had dipping back under the table.

“you give me no choice” i watch as the (y/h/c) girl moves under the table trying to grab her younger sister from underneath the table.

squeals fill the diner until holly pops out of the booth her sister trying to follow suit only to bash her head on the table and aggressively grab my thigh in the process of a line sentence of cussing.

i lean down to her offer my hand “you okay?” 

she clutches her head with one hand and she grabs mine with the other allowing me to pull her up into the seat beside me.

“id like to say that karma for laughing at my birth name?” 

she giggles still wincing in pain “atleast theres no gum in your hair” i muse smiling at the mystery girl.

“this day keeps getting better” she smiles sarcastically

“c’mon holz mums worried sick i need to get you home, so say goodbye to your new found friend and lets go. no more running away” she nods sadly rolling her eyes at her older sister.

“can we come back here tomorrow” she whines as the older girl packs away holly’s books into her backpack.

“i don’t know holly I’m already swamped in school work we can’t be coming here on a daily basis i can’t watch you all the time” the younger girl looks disappointed.

“i’ll be here” i speak up the two girls turning to look at me “if you don’t have the time you can drop her off and illl look after her for an hour or two”

she sighs looking at her sister as she stands on her knees begging her sister 

“please please please”

she looks at me biting her lip “i don’t know holz” 

holly’s face drops disappointment clearly evident on her face.

“you can come too, bring your homework if you feel up to it” she smiles at me before slipping out of the booth “i’ll think about it” 

i nod a smile creeping on my face.

“c’mon holly say bye to jughead” she smiles at me giving me a fist bump before walking to her sister.

“thank you, for looking after her. i know not everyone is wired to be kind to a young lost girl. i owe you one”

“if you come tomorrow ill make it even” he says hopeful wanting to know more about the beautiful new girl.

“maybe, goodnight” she places her hands on her sisters holders and guides her toward the exit looking back one last time to send a small smile my way.

there was something about her and i couldn’t quiet put my finger on it but i had to know her.

Arrangements (Jimin) Part Six

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Word Count:1,353

Summary:  “He’s still not over Sunhee?”

A/n: I hope you enjoy part six of arrangements! Sorry It’s been taking awhile to update!~Joy

Part One//Part Two//Part Three//Part Four//Part Five//Part Six//


Your mind kept coming back to the night Jimin contacted you, he hadn’t talked to you since the big fight that happened a month ago, and then out of the blue, he called you to pick him up from the police station. 


A dinner with bangtan usually was filled with jokes and laughter but tonight it was silent, the boys were not the same at points they were at each other throats. “So Y/n, are we still up for basketball tomorrow?” Yoongi asked as you snapped out of your thoughts, nodding.

“Wait, Y/n and I are going to see a movie” Hoseok spoke up, as Yoongi’s sharp eyes switched to him.

“Too late, I guess you’ll have to reschedule.” Yoongi coldly replied as you widened your eyes.

“Why don’t we do both? I mean it’s not like the movie or basketball is going to take all day, right?” You compromised, as Yoongi shrugged and Hoseok let out a sigh of sadness.

“Fine, but I wanted to hang out with you all day” Hoseok pouted, as you smiled at him.

“Where is Jimin?” Jin asked worriedly, as he checked the watch on his wrist again.

“Probably partying as usual” Namjoon answered, as he sighed.

“He’s still not over Sunhee?” You asked as they nodded.

“He’s been bringing girls home every night, it hurts my ears Y/n” Taehyung whined, as he shuddered at the thought of Jimin bringing home girls every night.

Suddenly you heard the door lock click followed by female giggles, as Jimin entered the room with a girl hanging on his arm. His smile dropped once he saw you the girl looked at you with a slight glance of disgust. “Oppa, who is she?” She asked, her words slurred as she swayed back and forth.

“She’s no one baby, now let’s go to my room” He smiled to her, as he led her away.

“See what I mean? It’s disgusting, can I stay at your house tonight Y/n?” Taehyung asked, holding onto your hands as you thought about it.

“If you really want to” You answered as the rest of the boys started to ask if they could come too. “Guys I don’t have enough room for all of you.”

“It’s fine I can drive, just let me tell Jimin we’re leaving.” Jin smiled, as he grabbed his keys.

“Make sure not to open that door” Yoongi reminded, as Jin let out a chuckle as he walked up to the door knocking on the door loudly.

“Jimin? We’re going to stay at Y/n’s so you can have the rest of the night with your lady friend, so don’t break the house and bye!” Jin yelled leaving the door not wanting to hear what sounds were inside the bedroom.


You took a bunch of pillows setting them on the couches, walking back to your closet to grab blankets. “There’s a guest room two of you can sleep in there and there are three couches, and I have an extra couch in my room.” You explained as the boys decided where they would sleep.

“We’ll settle this fairly, eldest chooses first youngest chooses last” Jin explained, as he heard groans coming from the boys. “I call the bed in the guest room.” 

“I’ll take a couch in Y/n’s room” Yoongi smiles to you and you smile back. 

“I guess I’ll sleep in the room with Jin, although I’d rather sleep with you guys” Hoseok pouted, as you laughed.

“And I guess the three of you can have the couches.” You looked at the remaining three.


The boys would often stay over a lot so you already had a bunch of pj’s left over from previous sleepovers. Yoongi thanked you for letting him stay over, as he changed out of his clothing. “Y/n, we’re really glad to have you, I couldn’t imagine falling asleep to Jimin fucking someone” Yoongi thanked, as you smiled back.

“I couldn’t help but feel bad for you guys having to hear that every night.” You smiled, as you handed him a pillow.

“Yeah, it get’s so frustrating since I no longer have a girlfriend anymore” Yoongi pouts, as you laugh awkwardly.

“Didn’t you break up with her? It’s been a year now.” You joked as you looked at him seeing that he wasn’t laughing. “Sorry, too soon.”

“No, no it’s fine. I guess the only thing I miss from the relationship is the sex, now I’m constantly sexually frustrated.” Yoongi sighed, as you nodded.

“Yeah, I mean you haven’t done anything in a year, sexual levels are pretty high I would assume since you were so used to having sex.” You tried to relate, as Yoongi’s eyebrows perked.

“Y/n, have you had sex before?” He asked as you shook your head, he smirked. “I could be your first time.”

“Ah what? Sorry, Yoongi I just can’t see you that way.” You told him honestly, as Yoongi’s smirk dropped.

 “Y/n you’re just saying that because you’re scared of losing your virginity.” He laughed it off, coming closer to you. 

“No I know that I don’t want to have sex with you, I’m sorry Yoongi I don’t see you that way.” You confessed, pushing him away. “I’m gonna sleep somewhere else, you can have the bed.” 


The next morning was awkward, Yoongi didn’t dare look at you in the eyes. You hoped that your friendship would go back to normal after that night but Yoongi would probably ignore you for a long time. “Eh? Y/n why haven’t you greeted Yoongi?” Hoseok asked while Yoongi and you both tensed up. 

“Ah, no reason” You smiled, shrugging his question off. 

“You didn’t even sleep in your room last night, you traded spots with Namjoon,” Taehyung added as you smiled.

“I wanted to have some fun” You lied as Yoongi scoffed.

“Like you would know how to have fun” He whispered, as you rolled your eyes.

“I guess we have different definitions of fun because yours wasn’t.” You whispered back as the boys looked at you.

“Are you guys okay?” Jungkook asked as both of you smiled at him.

“We’re fine!” You both smiled.


You drove some of the boys back home, they opened the door to see a half naked Jimin and a girl in a robe chatting on the living room couch. “Jimin, what is your friend still doing here?” Jin sternly asked as Jimin’s eyes widen turning his attention to you.

“What is she still doing here?” Jimin asked back, as you rolled your eyes.

“Oppa, is that your clingy ex?” The girl asked as you turned your attention to her “I thought you had standards before you met me.” She let out an annoying laugh.

“Wow look at that, Jimin knows how to treat a one night stand with hospitality.” You laughed sarcastically, earning a glare from the girl “Oh my! You thought you were more than that to him? I’ve seen more girls come into this building than I have at a makeup store.” You saw the girl huff.

 “Oppa, tell her that she’s wrong!” The girl screamed as the boys covered their ears from the horrible shrieking.

“To be honest, I don’t even remember your name,” Jimin replied as you couldn’t help but let out a laugh. You felt bad for the girl but she wasn’t going to get anywhere with that type of attitude.

“I hate you!” She screamed at Jimin, picking up her clothing and leaving the apartment.

“You should have let her change before she left” Jin commented, as Jimin shrugged.

“Not my problem.” He replied.

“Can you stop bringing girls to the dorm Hyung?” Jungkook asked as the rest of the boys nodded.

“I don’t have to listen to anything you say.” Jimin silently replied.

“Jimin, this is our dorm too so please stop bringing girls to the dorm already and just get over Sunhee with another activity that doesn’t make my ears bleed,” Yoongi replied. 

“I’m already over her” Jimin replied back.

“Then why are you bringing girls over all the time?” Namjoon asked as Jimin glanced at you.

“Because I’m not over Y/n.”


A/n: Haha It’s 1 am and I’m currently dying, sorry I’m slowly cutting members out of this love harem so the series can be completed faster. Sorry for the Yoongi fans ;-;~Joy

Lacrosse Practice

A/N: I didn’t proof read this, so I’m so, so sorry if there are any mistakes, if there are, please tell me and I will fix them right away and enjoy this imagine. I love you guys xxx

You were so nervous yet so excited, you were getting ready for the Lacrosse try outs and you were on the field watching all the guys clumsily put on their jersey’s. You picked up your stick and picked up a ball and flung it across the pitch and perfectly into the net. You heard someone cheering and applauding you in the background, shouting your name, you turned your head and saw your best friend, Y/B/F/N, standing on the bleachers.You waved and placed your focus back on the ball. You picked up another ball and threw the ball into the net again.

“Woah, who the hell is that?” Stiles asked Scott as he watched you throw every ball straight into the net. “That’s Y/N.” Scott replied. “What? Are you sure? I’ve loved her since the first time I saw her, I think I would recognise that goddess. Maybe your werewolf superpowers aren’t working properly today.” Stiles insisted. “Trust me, that’s Y/N. And when do my wolf senses not work?” Scott snapped as he narrowed his eyes at Stiles. “Like that time when we were in that gay club a couple years ago.” Stiles smirked. “Right, sure, ‘cos my powers are meant to be used to sense all gay people, real mature, Stiles.” Scott playfully rolled his eyes at Stiles. “Everybody get on the field! Come on, my grandma can run faster than you, and she’s dead!” Coach shouted and blew his whistle.

You dropped your ball on the ground and ran to the centre of the field where Finstock and all the other players were. “Oooo wow, a girl. Are you sure you’re in the right place, you could get seriously injured by us men.” teased another Lacrosse player. “I can take care of myself, and as for you, get ready for any humiliation and broken bones. I heard for a guy, it’s kinda embarrassing to get beaten up by a girl.” you insulted back. Seriously, a girl can do whatever she freaking wants, don’t be a sexist pig and get a life. “This is the most important time of your lives, these are Lacrosse try outs! Now go! Move it!” yelled Coach. You grabbed your stick again and got into one of the lines, next to Greenberg.

“Come on Greenberg, get the hell up and get to the back of the line. Greenberg, you suck,” your eyes widened. “God, I hate that kid.” Finstock whispered the last sentence but it was loud enough that you heard it. “Careful, Stilinski and McCall are dangerous animals, take it easy, Y/L/N.” you rolled your eyes at him and put the ball in the net of your Lacrosse stick. Stiles and Scott got in position and glanced at each other, both of them tightening their grip to their Lacrosse sticks. You charge at the two boys and they did the same. You pushed your shoulder into Scott and pressed your stick against his back hard and he fell to the ground. That was pretty easy, not gonna lie. Stiles ran towards you and you quickly dodged him while hitting his shins with your stick, causing him to trip up and fall to the grass, immediately joining Scott. You threw the ball towards the net and the guy in goal missed the ball, letting the ball hit the back of the net.

You turned round and everyone’s jaws had dropped, even Coach’s. “There’s no point looking at you losers now, Stilinski, McCall, you disgust me. What the hell was that?!” Finstock yelled and you snorted and tried to cover your mouth. “I guess, you should congratulate your new Lacrosse captain…?” Coach continued. “Applaud her, you lazy slugs!” A roar of cheering and whistling deafened you and you smiled. You turned your head and you saw Stiles still on the floor as he watched Scott lift himself up. You barged through your disgusting classmates and made your way to Stiles.You offered your hand to him and he gladly took it, you lifted him up and he brushed off all the grass off his uniform.

“That was pretty amazing, you even beat poor McCall here.” Stiles pointed at Scott. “You probably scarred him for life, poor Scottie boy.” Stiles continued sarcastically and you laughed at his humour. Scott placed his hand on your shoulder and you looked over at him. “That was incredible, congrats on being Captain, you deserve it and it’s about time a girl proves everyone wrong. Well done. Stiles, I’ll meet you in the changing rooms, bye Y/N.” Stiles winked at Scott. “Thanks Scott, trust me, you did great with the other players.” you finished and he left, leaving you and Stiles alone again. “Sorry if I really hurt you, Stiles.” Stiles shook his head, “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. It would be kinda funny if you left a mark, then I could be reminded everyday that I got my ass kicked by a beautiful and talented girl.” Stiles immediately stopped when he realised what you said and his a soft red coated his cheeks.

“Oh god, I just meant that…” Stiles paused and froze for a second. “There’s literally no way of me saving myself here, is there?” you shook your head and smiled. “Sorry Stiles, now, what were you saying?” you taunted. “Oh fuck it. Y/F/N, you are the most prettiest girl I ever laid my eyes on and I’ve liked you for so long, so, so long, trust me, it’s been long and Scott thinks it’s pathetic since I never confessed my love to you and I talk about you literally everyday and it’s been long, you can even ask him. Actually, don’t, that would be pretty embarrassing for me when you find out how long I’ve liked you, and I’m rambling, oh shit, this is hard. Okay, how would you like to go on a date with me, this Friday at 6?” You pretended to think even though you knew what your answer was gonna be but you just wanted to taunt Stiles just a tiny bit longer. “Look, Stiles, you’re a great guy and i’m sure any girl would be lucky enough to have you but i’m not one of them…” Stiles looked down and grabbed his Lacrosse stick and was about to say something until you quickly continued. “Of course I will, I’ve liked you for so long too but maybe not as long as you, the way you described it, it was liked you’ve liked me since I was literally born.”

Stiles wrapped his arms around your waist and picked you up, twirling you around. He stopped after a few seconds of you both laughing and you squealing. “Don’t do that to me ever again. A guy like me can only handle a lot of rejection and I swear I could hear my heart breaking, I don’t think I could ever love anyone again if you carried on.” you laughed and smiled at him since he really did love you and you could feel yourself falling deeper and deeper for him. “We should probably go. You know, before Finstock screams at us and makes you cry.” you playfully insulted Stiles. “Yeah, I cry really easily, you know I cried when I first watched the ending of the last Star Wars movie, that shit hit me hard.” you laughed so much, you could feel yourself tearing up. You knew you were going to fall hard for Stiles and you had no idea how you were going to pick yourself up if anything bad happened. It was going to be impossible.

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Jerome x Reader: Pretty Jealous Psycho

Originally posted by kristieltrips

sorry for the repost, again. please, let me know if it’s alright, if it’s not then i’ll delete it and try to write something else.


[Y/N] [Y/L/N] was a crazy bitch. And she was one of The Maniax.

She met them at Arkham, obviously.

[Y/N] was reading an old fashion magazine. She could tell it was 7 years old, not only by a date but also by the clothes. Why would they even wear those stuff back then? It was so wrong.

She didn’t want to caught any attention, she may be a sociopath but she had her standards. She knew she was better than all these people.

So as she continued to read she heard a shy voice. “Hi..”

And that’s how she met Arnold Dobbins A.K.A a total sweetheart.

He didn’t understand many things but he was nice to talk to. So she decided to stick with him.

He introduced her to his “friends”, Robert Greenwood and Aaron Helzinger. They were both pretty cool, Greenwood tried to get to her at first but she proved she can defend herself. that was enough for him.

But there was this other guy, Richard Sionis. He really got on her nerves. He thought he’s better than everyone because of his money.

That’s not [Y/N] being a hypocrite. She thought she’s better than everyone just because. Not because she had money. That was different.

[Y/N] was a pretty girl so she wouldn’t have a problem with getting something she wanted, from him. She even considered that when she wanted a lipstick, she was so tired of those monotone stripes, and everybody knew he could get her something like that.

But she didn’t even try to get on his good terms, because of Barbara.

She wasn’t that bad in her opinion, she could talk to her sometimes like normal girls would do, but deep down [Y/N] didn’t want to trust her.

But there was still one, not mentioned person.

Jerome Motherfucking Valeska.

He flirted with [Y/N] (or like he’d say Gorgeous) non stop but on the other hand he flirted with every girl, so she shouldn’t feel so special.

As she thought about it more and more, [Y/N] noticed he’s doing it mostly with her. She was glad because there was one thing she truly hated about herself.

The jealousy.

Yes, she could admit it to herself but only to herself.

It’s not like she was in love with him or something but that’s just how [Y/N] was. She was jealous.


[Y/N] was in her room in Theo Galavan’s penthouse.

She was listening to her favourite songs and couldn’t help but sing along quietly. She was a good singer.

[Y/N] laid on her bed as she looked at the lipsticks Theo got her. Finally. And they were waterproof, nice.

She picked the bloody red one and stood up to apply it.

Standing before a mirror, with one lip already red she heard a knock.

“Who’s that?”

“It’s me Arnold. Can I come in, [Y/N]?”

“Go ahead.” She finished the other lip and put down the lipstick and turned around to smile at her friend. “Hi, what’s up?”

“You look pretty, [Y/N].” He smiled gently.

She chuckled. “Thanks, Arny.”

They stood in silence. “So..? What’s up?”

“Ah right! Come downstairs, there’s a new member of our gang! And she’s a girl too!”

“What..” She couldn’t finish because of him dragging her out of the room.

What she saw before her was weird. All The Maniax, Tabitha, Theo and unfamiliar girl. In [Y/N]’s opinion she had a face that basically asked to be punched. Hard.

Geez, she didn’t even hear this girl spoke and she already wanted to hurt her. Is that a new record?

“[Y/N], I’m glad you came to join us. Now, with everybody here, I’m happy to introduce a new Maniax member, my niece, Silver.” The girl had a fake smile on her face and looked at Jerome, fluttering eyelashes at him.

‘What. A. Bitch.’

“Silver’s been here before, obviously but she doesn’t know you and which room is whose, so any volunteers to show her around?”

‘No, Jerome. Don’t do it. Just don’t. Please. Let your personality of a showman die, I beg of you.’

“I can do that.”

‘Why??!!!?!?!!?!’

Of course Jerome was grinning but the look on that bitch’s face. So smug… She is going to regret it.

She knew Jerome wasn’t hers but she really wanted to change that! That slut can’t mess it up for her!

[Y/N] was angry at herself because she knew jealousy mirrored on her face. She could tell by Silver’s look. Oh, and Jerome’s because he fucking smirked at her.

“Erm, is that all? ‘Cause I’d like to go to my room now.”

“Yes, Dear, that’s all.”

So she went to her room.

She didn’t want to see this Silver girl walking everywhere with Jerome with his arm wrapped around her. She laid on a bed and watched her favourite cartoon.

‘I wish I could just live in this cartoon and have a happy life with [whoever you want]. I wouldn’t have to be jealous because he/she/it would pay attention only to me!’

She heard a knock and voice outside her door.

“And that’s [Y/N]’s room. I like to call her Puddin’ ‘cause she’s sweet. But careful she’s also dangerous, she wasn’t in Arkham because of nothing, Darling.” Giggling was present.

Ugh. It was such a wonderful speech but he just had to ruin it with that “Darling”

Yup, [Y/N] was still jealous.

“[Y/N], you there? Can we come in?” Another knock.

“If you need to..” She mumbled under her breath.

She heard them come in.

“What do you want?” She didn’t even look at them, still at the screen.

She was mad because she noticed how much Jerome was enjoying it. Her jealousy amused him. And that was the worst thing because secretly she was sensitive. She didn’t show it, but still.

“Oh ya know, just showing this pretty girl around.” Ew, did he really think she’s pretty?

[Y/N]  stood up. “Oh yeah, so, you showed her here, just stay away from this room, okay, bye now.” And she shut the door in their faces.

“What was that?” She heard an annoying voice on the other side of the door.

“I don’t know, she’s probably… tired.”

[Y/N] cried in her pillow in anger.


She didn’t leave her room in a very long time now. She had her own bathroom anyway. She also wasn’t there when they ate. She was too sad, too angry and too jealous to be hungry. She was lying on her stomach, face in a pillow. She didn’t hear a knock and someone coming in because of the music.

“Hey, Doll..” It was Jerome. She didn’t move.

She felt the bed sinking in and a hand on her back. “Baby, don’t be like that.” Like what?!

“Don’t do this to me, [Y/N].. I’m worried.”

I’m doing something to you? Do you even hear yourself?!” She choked out tears. It was hard for her, she was upset.  She raised herself to a sitting position, her face still a little red.

“There, there, doll. No need to cry.” He hugged her, the way her face was in his chest.

“Now, do you mind telling me why you’re so upset?”

“Don’t act like you don’t know it. I see how you’re enjoying it.”

“[Y/N]. Look at me. I had absolutely no idea that it was so serious to you. I’m sorry. I thought we were just teasing each other. You know you’re my favourite. You always will be.” He smiled gently at her and leaned in towards her.

“I am your favourite..? Isn’t Silver prettier?” She looked deep in his honest eyes as she felt a hot breath tickling her face.

“Of course. She may be a stereotype of pretty but you, Honey, are gorgeous. Not only to me. And I love you.” He closed the distance between them.

They broke apart to breathe. “I love you too, Jerome..”

And they kissed again, even more passionately, with a love song playing in the background.

and I loved

“Okay! You can stop arguing with me now!” a male voice hollered from outside of the small house John lived in. He lifted himself out of the chair and walked to the window. He noticed a girl, she looked to be in her early twenties, stomping away and into the house next door. The man had walked away, John guessed it was to the bar that was down the street.

John sighed and grabbed a cup before pouring tea in it. He unlocked his door and walked to the house beside his small house. He knocked on the door, he heard rustling inside before the girl yelled.

“I told you! I am not giving up writing, if that’s such a big deal then you can leave!” she shouted, John was taken aback. It’s the 1700’s and she doesn’t keep her mouth close. That’s hot. He thought.

He opened his mouth while debating on saying anything. “I’m not the other guy, I’m your neighbor.” He told her, he heard shuffling and the sounding of footsteps before the door creaked open. She peeked outside and looked at him, “He’s not here?” she asked, he looked around before shaking his head, “He isn’t here.” He replied, she opened the door the rest of the way and grabbed his hand, pulling him into the room. His eyes moved around the room before he noticed the way paper littered the living room area.

“Why was he yelling at you?” John questioned, she looked at him and laughed softly, “I want to be a writer, he said that I shouldn’t because I’m a lady.” You pointed to the dress that hugged your torso. He shrugged, “Well, why should it matter if you’re a lady or not? It’s just a past time.” Her eyes had a glint of hope when John looked in them, “That’s what I’ve been saying!” she shrieked and walked to sit on the chair at the messy desk. “But he doesn’t let up, I am a lady and a lady shouldn’t do what men do.” She smiled, “I should clean and cook and wait on my children’s and husband hand and foot,” she laughed which made John’s lips turn up into a small smile.

“I know some people who actually write.” John said as he sipped the tea, “You do?” she asked, he nodded and she smiled and rose from the seat. “Tell me who he is!” she squealed and ran up to him, “His name’s Alexander, Alexander Hamilton.” John told her, her face fell for a moment before she smiled widely. “You’re kidding, right?” she asked and grabbed his hand that wasn’t holding the tea.

“No I am not, he’s actually my best friend.” John told her, her eyes lit up. “Oh my God! Tell me everything!” she squealed and led him to the couch. Before they sat down they heard footsteps walking up the porch. “Holy shit, okay. You’ve got to leave!” she said and started to pull John to the back door.

“Wait, what’s your name?” John asked, she smiled and opened the door while pushing him out she opened her mouth to tell him.

“Y/N, now go.” She pushed him before locking him out of the house. He took a long drink of his tea before walking back to his house.

“Y/N,” he mumbled before his lips turned up into a smile again.

“Okay and who is Y/N?” Lafayette asked John as he took a drink from the mug full of alcohol. “This girl who lives next door, man.” He sighed and leaned back in his chair, “She’s so beautiful. Gorgeous actually! And she writes and she has his beautiful smile and laugh that can brighten up any room she’s in.” he told the group of me.

“So, why don’t you just go after her?” Alexander asked, “She’s married.” John mumbled and took a long drink from the mug.

“You’re fucking with us, right?” Hercules asked with a small chuckle. “No, I’m not!” he defended, all of their face’s fell before John felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned to be met with Y/N’s beautiful Y/C/E eyes.

“Hey,” she whispered and knelt beside him. Her dress pooled around her slightly as she looked at him, “I just wanted to say I’m sorry for pushing you out today but he scares me so,” she rambled and John nodded. Not trusting his words, not in front of her. “I’ll see you tomorrow, right?” she asked, he nodded quickly as she got up and left. “Bye,” she trailed off again. He felt the feeling of all three other men kicking him and then Hercules shouting, “His names John by the way!” she allowed a smile on her face before she got up. “I’ll see you tomorrow, John.” Her hand brushed against his shoulder as he walked away, his head turned to watch as she walked away, his heart thumped in his chest as she sat down beside her husband.

Flash forward to like three months later…

John walked up to the house like he’d done multiple times before, “Hey,” Y/N said as she ran outside to meet him, her arms wrapped themselves around John’s neck as his went around her waist.

“How’s my favorite girl?” he asked, “You mean you’re only girl?” she teased and led him inside as he laughed. “Very funny.” He rolled his eyes and followed you. His hands met your hips when you shut the door. He spun you around and smiled down at you. His heart fluttered while his eyes met yours. He loved you. He seriously did.

“Do you know why you’re the only girl in my life?” he asked, she shook her head, suddenly shy. “You’re the only girl I love,” her smile beamed as he held onto her, he moved his face closer to hers, his heart pounding out of his chest before she moved away. He felt the tug of his heart strings, the feeling of heartbreak taking over him.

“John…” she trailed off as she moved from his embrace, “You know we can’t do this.” She whispered, his eyes held disappointment. He knew he couldn’t do this. He knew this would be disobeying many things. How could he be so stupid to think he could do something like that?

“I-I know.” He mumbled and stepped away, embarrassment filled his body along with regret. “I’m sorry.” He whispered and looked down at his feet. He watched as she walked closer to him as he took steps back, he felt her soft hands grab his face, holding it as she looked at him. He failed to meet her eyes as she pleaded for him to look at her.

“Please, John. I know it was in the heat of the moment. Please look at me.” she pleaded as he shook his head and moved her hands off his face, he muttered a few words as he walked out the front of the house. His legs quickly moved towards the bar that he knew Alexander and Lafayette would be at.

“So, you went to kiss her and she back away?” Laf asked his friend, John nodded and sat his head in his friends.

“Friend zoned!” Alexander hollered before laughing. His laughter died down when he saw the look John and Lafayette were giving him, “Or maybe not, I don’t know.” Alexander murmured and looked away, “Maybe she just doesn’t know what she wants?” Laf questioned, John shook his head. “No, she knows what she wants, she told me, but she can’t do anything about it.” John mumbled, “Have an affair?” Alexander suggested.

John looked at him, eye squinted. “No.” he simply said as he pushed the chair from the table and getting up. “I’m going home, I’ll see you guys later,” John muttered and walked his way home.

When he arrived he noticed a box with the words ‘my love, John.’ on it. He fought the smile that was forming on his lips, he looked at the other house noticing the outline of Y/N and her husband sitting with their children at the fireplace. He lifted the box and carried it in. Many papers with different cursive littered the box.

He pulled out one that had many papers attached, his eyes met with some of the small words on the back of the paper before he opened it.

‘John, my love.

I hope you find these and fall in love with them. There are many things in here and many pages, many letters that I hope you can make sense of. I do not mean to disappoint you, I never meant to. I just cannot have an affair. You know that. The love that I have for you is endless, and the amount of love I want to show you is too much to say. You make me happy, John. You really do, but if I hadn’t married Kylin, I would be dead. If I wasn’t with him, I would hope to be with you. You do mean so much to me and the one person I need most was you.

I wanted to tell you what these endless pages are and what they mean to me.

They are the stories I have written. The things I have observed and the story of two soul mates who cannot love. That is us.

I want you to make sense of the thousands of pages as I make sense of the pages Hamilton has given me. I want you to love and love and love until you can love no more. I want you to scream at the world when the world hurts you. I want you to be full of glee when the world gives you that time. My love, please know I will see you tomorrow and the next and the next. I am not giving up on you.

This is how I’m starting the next chapter of my life.’

He read before he turned the page over and scanned it. He looked up from the pages when a knock on the door bounced around the room. He trudged his body over to the door and opened it to see the girl he has longed to see at night standing on his doorstep.

“Hi,” she simply said as a smiled tugged on her lips, “I’m free.” She whispered and hugged onto him.


[Masterlist]

sindela  asked:

GOM and their gf broke up leaving the boys emotionally shattered. They meet reader-chan (you) who slowly mends their broken hearts piece by piece. Eventually they start to fall for each other then BAM, ex wants to work things out. What happens next?

Kuroko: “_____-san, will you be mine ——“ Kuroko starts, but is interrupted by a shrill cry. “KoKo!! Oh my gosh, I’ve been looking for you for so long! I want to get back together!” ___ looked at the other girl as she grabbed onto his arm and pressed her boobs against him. “This is the girl who broke his heart? Well, my chance is gone now.” ____ thinks as she looks away from the situation, about to cry. Suddenly, ____ feels an arm wrap around her waist before she looks up to Kuroko, seeing him pull her closer. “(Ex’s Name), I’m actually glad you’re here. I want you to meet my new girlfriend, _____. She’s the one that showed me what real love is.”

Midorima: “Shinshin? I can’t believe I finally found you here! Fate must want us to be together!” A high-pitched voice cuts through the air as ___ and Midorima pull away from their kiss. “Uhm, who is this?” The mystery girl says as she realises ____’s presence and position. “This is ____. My girlfriend.” Midorima says as he pushes up his glasses. ____ is surprised at the fact he does not pull away from their close position. “But..we’re supposed to be together? Remember! Your psychic even said so!” The girl pouted, obviously annoyed at the fact someone had taken Midorima’s attention and pain away. “Sorry, (Ex’s Name), but our signs are not compatible at all. She actually told me that you were bad, but I didn’t want to listen. However, ____ and I are perfect for each other, and that’s approved by my psychic. Do not get in my way with happiness this time, nanodayo.”

Kise: “___cchi, I want you to be my girl—Huh? (Ex’s Name)? What are you doing here?” Kise starts before looking past ___’s shoulder, behind her. ___ turns just in time to catch the picture-perfect girl give Kise a flirty wink and an alluring smile. “Kise-kun! I’ve missed you! I’m a little bit insulted that you’ve dropped ‘cchi’ on my name, but I’ll forgive you this time. I want to get back together!” (Ex’s Name) murmurs while walking past you and up to Kise, leaning a bit too far in for ____’s liking. “And just when he was going to ask me out, she comes waltzing back into his life. Absolutely stunning and the number one female model of the year, how the hell could I compete? Just walk on out quietly before you lose any more dignity, ____.” ____ thinks before trying to turn and walk out before Kise can catch her. Kise immediately sees that ___’s trying to leave so he speaks up. “Sorry, (Ex’s Name), but I don’t have time to talk. My girlfriend’s leaving, so that’s my queue!” He starts walking over to ____ as ____ and (Ex’s Name) turns towards him in shock. “Girlfriend?!” (Ex’s Name) beats ____ into questioning him as his ex flip her silky hair as if she was insulted. Kise gives off a cheeky smirk as his aura changes into a little less ‘happy-go-lucky’. “Yes, you heard me. Girlfriend. Bye, (Ex’s Name).” Kise grabs ____’s hand and looks down to her blushing face, pecking her on the lips, before quickly turning back to his ex one last time. “Oh! And (Ex’s Name)? My model agency says we won’t be working together anymore. They found a new girl who’s beautiful inside and out.” Kise remarks, looking back towards his girlfriend and giving her a wink.

Aomine: “No you do it like this, baka.” Aomine’s voice vibrates through ____’s ear as his arms have a secure hold on her waist and he guides her body to shoot correctly at the hoop. She giggles in response and glances into his eyes, her eyes twinkling, before she turns her attention back towards the goal. Just as she’s about to shoot, a voice cries out making ____ miss the goal. Aomine’s eyebrow twitches in annoyance at whoever interrupted their cute little moment (although he would never admit that). “Dai-chan!” The stranger’s voice squeals making Aomine flinch again. “Who is this? Why help her when you can help me! I want you back, Dai-chan!” His ex comes running up and pushing ____ out of the way, making her fall in the process, before running into Aomine’s arms. ___ cries out as Daiki’s eyes widen, concerned. Quickly he forcefully pushes his ex out of the way before running over to ___ to make sure she’s okay. Once he realises nothing is hurt, he fiercely glares back up to his ex. “I’m not taking you back, (Ex’s Name), and if you ever touch my girlfriend again, we’re going to have a major problem.”

Murasakibara: “____-chin, doesn’t it taste good?” Murasakibara says as he shoves a little cake down ___ throat. His hand then goes to rest on her arm as he caresses it. “Mmpft!” ___ chokes before reprimanding him. “Sushi-chan, I can’t eat as much as you can at once! Be careful before I cho—“ Suddenly, Atsushi’s arm is ripped from ___’s as someone tugs him up out of his seat. “Atsu-chin, what the hell are you doing with this girl?!” A cry yells out from the stranger girl, as she stares up to the giant with a glare. Murasakibara’s mellow expression drastically changes as he directs an intimidating glare to his smaller ex. He tightly grabs onto his ex’s hand that was on his wrist and throws it off with a force that’s just enough to leave a red mark so she knows he’s seriously pissed. “(Ex’s Name), we once had a thing, but it’s long gone. I love ____-chin now, and if you get in the way of that, I won’t hesitate to crush you.” And the red mark on her arm says just that.

Akashi: Akashi knew his ex was going to try something the moment she passed ____ and him in the park. A swift walk-by before she turns around and runs back up to him. “Sei? I knew it was you! This must mean something. I’ve been wanting to get bac—“ She interrupts the special moment between ___ and Akashi did not appreciate that. “Excuse me, (Ex’s Name), but it seems that I was in worse condition than usual back then.” “What?” She’s taken aback by the riddles Akashi was giving her; meanwhile, ____ was just looking on, hoping and praying that Akashi would not take her back. He did just admit his feelings to her. “I must have been at an all-time low when we were dating because I see things so clearly now. You were into me because of my status, that much I knew, I just always thought that you had enough class to fulfil your part of being my significant other. But it seems now that you are nothing but home-wrecking trash. Excuse us.” ____ blinks as she’s tugged along with Akashi. Omg the sass, though.

Learning To Let You Go | Young Sirius Black X Muggle!Reader

English isn’t my first language, so please excuse any mistakes.

A/N: This was supposed to be a fluff, but my mind suggested something a little more sad, then here it is.

Characters: Sirius/fem!reader, James. Remus, Peter and Bellatrix are mentioned.

Warnings: Mentions of death.

(E/C) stand for “Eye color” /(M/N) stand for “Mother’s name”/(F/N) stand for “Father’s name”/(L/B/N) stand for “Little brother’s name”/(H/C) stand for “Hair color”.

Word Count: 3623 words.

He walked through the soft grass, a serious expression on his face and delicate flowers in his hand. The day was fairly beautiful, the sun was shining, but not so much; a light breeze was blowing, but for a moment it made dust fly into his eyes.

It could be a fairly beautiful day for everyone, but not for him.


His eyes moved from one vinyl cover to another. He had never actually heard any of those bands, but the photos looked cool. Sirius stopped in front of one of the vinyls and took it in his hand, analyzing it, the cover had a large mausoleum in the middle with a skull on top and two silhouettes on the bottom, one female and the other difficult to identify. Nice.

Ever since Sirius had left his home to live with the Potters, he’d take some time off from time to time to take a walk in the Muggle world. And that time, his walk had led him to a small vinyl shop, which was hardly noticeable as someone passed in front of it on the street.

Sirius felt he was being watched, lifting his gaze from the vinyl he held to the girl sitting behind the counter, a shy smile gracing her face as her (E/C) eyes stared at him. She looked quickly down at the newspaper she was reading when she noticed he’d caught her staring. Sirius smirked a little, continuing to walk through the rows of vinyls there, but his gaze never really leaving the girl.

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Love or gratitude ? BTS Jimin (M) chap 04

“pairing: JIMIN X  reader y/N

                 ft Yoongi

Genre: angst/smut/ best friend

M= mature contents

summary: what will you do when all of sudden you find your self getting married to someone used to be your best friend’s lover just because he turned to be a father !!!

masterlist

chap 01

chap 02 

chap 03


Originally posted by kpopidolaegyooo

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chap 4 she’s always here !


“i’m sorry sweetheart “ Mrs Park rubbed her son hair , i tried my best to convince your dad but he didn’t want you to marry her , i can’t express to you how sorry we are for you to lose your girlfriend baby boy “

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Wrecker | 01

word count: 3.392

genre: fuckboy!Jungkook, best friends w Jikook, angsty shit and fluff in later parts

A/N: So another series guys. I just can’t help myself, lol. I was really inspired to write this one and I think I like wrecker more than my other serie better. Oh and the love story thingy won’t happen between y/nxjimin only y/nxjungkook. :) Although Jimin is my bias, I can write more about Jungkook, i live for fuckboy Jungkook lmao. I hope u like it xo

Originally posted by bwipsul


You had always thought that idols were just people set up bij agency’s with too much fame. They only had to dance and sing and thousands of girls/boys would come after them.
But you never thought you would become friends with one of them. Until Jimin and Jungkook came in your life, crashing in to you, literally.

-1 year ago -
Jungkook POV
“ Hyung we need to go now, there is no time for your hipster selca’s! Our flight is almost departing!”
“ Slow down Jungkookie, no stress. Just one more for twitter than we can go.”
“ Park Jimin-ssi, there is no time!” And with that I pulled Jimin away from the starbucks while he was taking pictures of himself as always. It wasn’t my fault this time, that we were late again. I’m usually stuck with Jimin when we’re flying, not that it’s unpleasant. It’s just that we both take a lot of time for everything and we’re extremely slow. So two slow people? Nah, that can’t be good.
“ And you call me hyung while treating me like this. How dare you to drag me to the gate huh! I blessed Busan girls with this beautiful selca yesterday, did you bless Busan?” He said nagging me, while I was still running with him to our gate. Damn, why was it so far away.
“ I blessed Busan with my birth and my… Shit!” I crashed into some girl who was apparently running too.
“ Yah, look out. I’m late for my flight already and now my shirt is wet too!” It looked like she wanted to sound angry, but actually she looked really cute with my coffee spilled over her shirt. It was kind of funny.
“ I’m sorry can I do something for you to make it okay?” Jimin said, apologizing for me. I was still impressed by her cuteness.
“ No it’s okay. It’s your fault that my shirt is wrecked and I’m late again.” She faked a smile. Damn she has an attitude. The most surprising was that she didn’t recognize me or Jimin.
“ Aren’t you guys from that blood sweat and thingy video?” I was laughing out loud right now.
“ Yes we are indeed. I’m Jungkook and this is my tiny friend Jimin from Busan.” Jimin hit my leg but I liked teasing him so much.
“ Oh yes the scouting boys, I remember my friend talking about that. Nice to meet you, I’m Y/N”
Her name sounded foreign but also not. When I looked at my watch, I was shocked to see our plane was supposed to depart 5 minutes ago. We were late again.
“ Shit, hyung, we are late again!” I began to run, but Jimin just stood there with the girl watching me run to the gate.
“ What’s the point of running, PD-nim can’t be that mad again. And MAMA rehearsal only starts in 5 hours, chill down.” He was right, we could just say we had to pee and forgot the time.
“ Well let’s talk with the coffee spilled girl then.”
“ Yah! I have a name!”

Y/N POV
Well that was interesting. I just met two idols and I wasn’t even excited or something. I just wanted to take a picture with them in case my friends wouldn’t believe me.
“ So, I have to go change my flight. It was nice meeting you bye!” Just when I was about to leave. Jimin grabbed my hand, refusing to let me go.
“ Why don’t go together. We have to change or flight too. We can grab some coffee and talk a bit.” To be honest, I really didn’t want to be alone. But talking with idols with girls running over them didn’t seem like the best idea ever.
“ I don’t really know, what if someone thinks I’m a crazy fan only wanting to talk with you.”
“ Then we will tell you are just a girl with coffee on her shirt.” Well guess who spilled the coffee.
Jungkook didn’t said anything but just stood there staring at my shirt. When I looked down I saw my shirt became a little bit see through.
“ Oh no, I don’t have a spare shirt in my bag.” What was I supposed to do now?
“ Oh wait I have one, it’s white too and without coffee.” Jungkook grabbed a shirt out of his bag and handed me it. It smelled like soap.
“ I’m going to change in the washroom!” I said walking to the washroom.
“ Don’t you dare to run away!” Jimin said.
When I came back, Jungkook was filming himself with his phone. When he saw me he immediately came over to me and my face showed up on his phone.
“ So army, this is y/n. The girl who we just met.” He said.
“ Who look y/n, everyone is calling you pretty!” Jimin said giggling. And he was right, all the comments on Vlive were about me. Their fans were calling me pretty. I felt pretty flattered.
“ Hi guys, I’m y/n nice to meet you.” I blushed, I never showed my face on social media. So all these compliments were new to me.
“ We have to go and change our flight. Sorry PD-nim, we will gladly accept our punishment in Hong Kong.” He joked a little saying his last words and stopped the live. They were going to Hong Kong to?
“ Are you guys going to Hong Kong?”
“ Yes have you been there? The food is awesome!” Jimin said.
“ I actually am going to Hong Kong today. My friend is living there and told me she wanted to do something for her birthday.” It was true, I met Yuri my best friend in high school. We parted when we went to the university. My university was in Korea and Yuri’s was in Hong Kong. But we never lost contact and always were together for our birthdays and most holidays.
“ Oh you are Korean?” Jimin asked.
“ No not really, my father is Chinese and my mother is European.” My mother was Croatian and my father Chinese. That’s why I had dark green eyes instead of brown like every asian. But the rest of my features looked all asian like.
“ That’s why you have green eyes, but you look really like a real Korean, and you speak Korean well.” Jungkook said while inspecting my face. “ Well we are going to Hong Kong for the MAMA awards.”
“ Oh shit.” Jimin said “ we have to change our flights quick, a hour passed already.”

- 8 months ago -
After the first day you met Jimin and Jungkook. You went to the MAMA awards after to visit them with Yuri. Yuri like the real kpop fan freaked out after seeing you on their vlive.
Now it’s been 2 months and you were sitting with them here in their dorm. Your head laid on Jimin’s shoulder and your feet on Jungkooks lap.
In the time you guys spent together, you fell in love with Jungkook. But you couldn’t just say that because you know became best friends. And the first time you met them you had a thing for Jimin. But that faded away when you realized it was just friendship between you and Jimin.
On the other hand you did really like Jungkook, from the way he laughed at your stupid jokes to his little scar on his face that got your notice when he showed off his features ( that’s what you thought, he was actually just being the golden maknae ).

“ Y/N spacing out again?” Jimin ticked your head, like you were a brainless human being.
“ Huh sorry what did you say?” You were to busy with thinking about Jungkook not even noticing Jimin was talking to you.
“ You always seem to be like this when Jungkook is in front of you.” That little jerk Jimin. You hadn’t told him about your crush on Jungkook, but he did notice. And he confronted you with it. Although you had denied, you still blushed. And he knew he was right.
“ Jimin pabo, what are you talking about. I was thinking what to wear to the party tonight.”
“Oh yes you have a party right? Can we come with you pleaseeeeeeee.” Jungkook was such a cutie. He could beg like a puppy, but fight like a monster.
“ Well, I don’t know if it’s aloud to take outsiders..” The truth was that I wanted to go out again. I needed this after all the stress. And if I take them with me, they would only draw attention. And that means that all the fake girls would come and talk to me like I’m their best friend, only to get in bed with Jungkook or Jimin.
“ Pleaseeee y/n, hyung and I will behave. And when we come with you, there will be lots of people who want to dance with you.”
“ That’s only because they know y/n is our friend.” Jimin said, I knew he didn’t really like parties. Because when he goes to one, he goes completely wild. And that’s one thing an idol can’t do.
“ If you help me picking my dress for tonight, and buying me food, then yes I will take u guys to the party.”
“ Yes! Thank you y/n! You are the best! Jimin will take you to the mall today.” And he stormed to his room, and left both me and Jimin confused.

“ I don’t understand why I have to go with you. Not that I don’t like it. It’s just that he insisted on going and now I can’t go to Yoongi hyung.” Jimin pouted, he was always a sucker for Yoongi, Jimin looked up to Yoongi and always wanted to do everything with him.
“ Well, I don’t understand why he wants to go so bad. Like it’s just a frat party, nothing special. If he wants to go out, you could go to a fancy club with the boys or something.” I sighed. I just hoped that Jungkook would take me to the mall, but yeah that won’t happen today.
“ It’s okay y/n. It’s not like he doesn’t like you. He totally likes you, maybe he just wants to go to see you in a short dress.” He grinned, what an asshole. An asshole who I cared so much for.

In the mall we were looking for something I could wear. These days everything is just so short and revealing, that just wasn’t exactly my style. But Jimin said one night would do no harm. So here was I standing in the changing room with a too short pencil skirt on and a bare shoulders crop top. It looked pretty, I admit. But just too revealing. You could see my cleavage if I bent down.
“ Y/N-ssi are you done with changing already? Or are you not showing me the outfit? Show it to me please, show me the red one I picked.” And with the red one he meant this too short off the shoulder crop top.
I stepped out of the changing room and Jimin gulped when he saw me.
“ Jimin isn’t this a little bit too revealing?”
“ uhm… well… Jungkook won’t dislike this.”
“ I don’t know Jimin…” I was really not sure about this outfit, insecure, I thought my legs were too thick, my belly too fat and my arms clumsy around my body.
“ You look stunning. I will pay for the outfit, just wear this tonight. If Jungkook doesn’t notice you then obviously someone else will.”
“ No thank you Jimin, I will pay myself.”
So with that, I bought the outfit. With my own credit card. And Jimin bought ice cream for me.
On the road back home, we talked a lot about our love life which we don’t talk about a lot.
“ Why do you actually like Jungkook, y/n-ssi?” He asked
“ I don’t really know. The first time I saw Jungkook he was really handsome I have to admit, but I mostly like his personality and how he treats me and stuff.”
“ Oh yes, when I was in love with Sunny, I liked everything about her. We just didn’t click, although she was the best girlfriend I ever had.” He was with sunny a few months before we met. I heard a lot about he since Jimin loved her dearly, they just fought a lot. And it got tiring.
“ Who was your first love y/n?” He suddenly asked.
“ To be honest, it’s Jungkook.”
“ What? Really, so you haven’t had loved anyone before? Not even in high school?”
“ I’m sure that Jungkook is my first real love, because I have never felt this feeling ever before. I had crushes in high school, but that isn’t love.” My first crush was indeed in high school. His name was Jackson, he did ask me for prom. But I said no, because Yuri and I were supposed to go date-less together. And no one means more to me than Yuri.
“ That’s impressive y/n. You know, Jungkook has never loved someone, he never told me he really liked someone. He just likes to fuck.” Jimin said like it was the most normal thing ever, but it was my first time hearing it.
“ Jimin, does Jungkook fuck around?”
“ Oh, you have never heard it? Well, he used to yes, now not so much.” So Jungkook still does fuck around, wow what a information.
“ I’m sorry I told you this y/n, this is so disappointing for you. I should watch my mouth.”
“ No Jimin, it’s not your fault he fucks around. It’s just that I didn’t thought of him like that.” I was a little bit disappointed, because Jungkook was always so sweet and honest about everything. I didn’t see this one coming.
“ Good, don’t think about Jungkook in that way, he truly is a good guy.”
“ I know Jimin, I know.”
After coming home, you changed in your outfit and you guys left for the party. Jungkook and Jimin both looked good in their sort of matching outfit, Jungkook in black pants with a white v-neck, and Jimin the other way.
Jungkook did stop breathing for a moment when he saw my outfit, maybe it was because he hadn’t seen me like this before. I blushed and just kept walking. Wouldn’t want my feelings to ruin this night.
It was a nice party. The alcohol was good, there was a lot of soju. But your favorite whiskey was there too. You could easily drink some shots without getting drunk or passed out. After a while you saw Jimin leave with girl to go the the front yard. Finally he had been getting his free time and his mind of Sunny. And Jungkook, well he disappeared the second you came in this house.
In high school you went everywhere with Yuri, but now both of your friends were gone you had to look for company. The first guy you laid your eyes on was probably Jinyoung, he looked a lot more different during school days. You shared an English class and he was really nice. Maybe you should just talk to him.
“ Hey Jinyoung! Long time no see.”
“ Indeed y/n, you look sexy tonight.” He always made really sarcastic jokes about everything, and most of the time to make you feel good. He praised a lot, just like Jimin.
“ Thank you, you don’t look so bad yourself either. How have you been doing?” You didn’t want anything else but a friendly conversation, but there were already eyes on you and Jinyoung. He was one of the popular guys of the school.
“ Doing this and that, pretty busy I guess. You came with Jungkook and Jimin again?”
“ Yes, next time I won’t tho. They always leave me alone.”
“ How can a pretty girl like you be left alone?” Suddenly a girl came to him and asked him to dance with him.
“ Oppa, can you dance with me. I have been waiting all night for you.”
“ Yeah sure Tiff. Y/n I see you at English, bye hun!” And he walked away with the girl.

I was a little bit bored and alone. I declined a lot of offers from guys to dance with me. This outfit really draws attention. I got up and went upstairs to find a bathroom. I wanted to fix my make up and find Jimin after. I opened a few doors, but none were a bathroom door. I walked into a few people in ( almost ) fucking. And I was fucking sick of it. Damn these parties and all the horny people. Why isn’t here a fucking bathroom.
There was still two doors in front of each other. This was the only blue door, so I assumed it would be the bathroom door. But no just another bedroom.
But when I looked clearly, I saw two people fucking in the bed. A voice that was so familiar, it almost sounded like…
Jungkook
“ Leave the fucking room and close the fu…” Jungkook stopped in his sentence when he recognized the person standing in door. “ y/n?”
I couldn’t hold my tears, my heart broke and I ran away. He had asked me to come to this party only to fuck with some random uni girls? Did he use me to come into these parties, where there won’t be any paparazzi and enough girls who want to go to bed with him. Sure, Jimin warned me saying Jungkook fucks around. But I didn’t prepare for this feeling, I felt broken. And he wasn’t even my boyfriend, I couldn’t be angry and I didn’t have any right to be mad at him. The first person who came to my thought was Jimin, I had to find him. I should tell him.

“ Jimin, Jimin!” I shouted with tears in my eyes. I ran of the stairs to the front yard. I saw Jimin drinking with a few other guys, but I couldn’t hold back my tears.
“ What’s, going on? What the fuck happend?” He asked worriedly and taking me to a much quieter place.
“ He was banging a random girl, and I walked in on them. I couldn’t hold my tears. Jimin why am I like this. Why does it feel like he betrayed me when he isn’t even my boyfriend?”
“ This is how it feels when your trust is broken in the one you love. Come here y/n.” He hugged me and patted my head. The only thing I wanted right now was to cry in my bed.
Why was I even sad? I knew there was no chance Jungkook and I could be together, but I always thought there was a connection. But apparently the only connection he saw was getting free uni girls to fuck with.
“ Jimin, can you take me home please?” I said still sobbing.
“ Offcourse y/n, grab your coat, we’re going right now. You should go home and rest.”

The ride home was horrible. Jimin wanted to cheer me up, but he stood no chance. I always saw Jungkook in the good light, never like this. I always thought Jungkook was no fuckboy like everyone is right now. But he is, and my thoughts will never be the same. Maybe it was my fault for falling for him. Because he didn’t even knew.
When we arrived at my home Jimin asked to stay with me, but the last thing I wanted was for him to give up his friday night to stay with a sobbing girl with her first heartbreak.
“ Y/N You know you are no trouble to me, if there is anything I can do for you I would. But I am not good with feelings.” I forgot that all this maybe have led Jimin to think about Sunny again, and I felt really guilty for that.
“ I know it is hard for us both. I think I just need to figure this out on my own. Thank you Jimin.”
And he left.

All night I laid in bed, thinking about Jungkook. Did I even see the real Jungkook. Why did I knew so few about my best friend whom I was in love with. My did my tears keep streaming down even when I didn’t want to. Why was I like this. Did love hurt so much?

Keep it or Leave it (Part 2)

Prompt: When an early bird and a womanizer are roommates, they come up with a scheme that favors both of them. But some things are not as clear as they seem

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: None that I know of…
*If you do feel triggered by something else, let me know so I can add here and warn other readers!

Word Count: 960

Author’s Note: I’m on a roll!! Part 3 will probably come soon too haha
As always, if you see any words that could/should be replaced or sentences that could be better put together please feel free to point it out! English is not my first language and this will help me improve ;)

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Sebastian Aho #1 - Little One

Originally posted by artemiaddict

A/N: Eh 2 imagines in one day! I really enjoyed writing this one, it is super cute and I started to get into the groove of it much better so enjoy!

for @sportsxnetflix can you write me a imagine about sebastian aho where the reader is an athletic trainer and when the reader and sebastian are in pnc she sees a lost kid and helps him and i have no for what else? (can they be dating)

Hope you like it!

_X_

“Seb! I swear to god, if you keep putting that sweaty towel in my face I’m not massaging your legs before tonight’s game!” you threw the offending towel back at your retreating boyfriend who was laughing at your expense.

“Aw, come on (Y/N),” Sebastian Aho grinned at you, “You could never resist the opportunity to touch me.” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively at you

“Ew, you two are so gross.” Teuvo Teräväinen pretended to gag beside you

“Hey, I’m not the gross one! Blame Sepe.” you accused

“Whatever, I have a gym session with you after video today right?” Teuvo asked you.

“Yup, I’ll be there in 15, so come up whenever.” you told him before waving good bye. Seb walked back to your side, took your hand in his again, and kissed the side of your head as you continued to walk around in the back halls of the PNC. You sighed and leaned into Sebastian’s shoulder. This was one of your favourite parts about being an athletic trainer for the ‘Canes, you got to spend all your time with your loving boyfriend instead of having to deal with all of the drama that normal NHL relationships go through due to separation and busy schedules. You continued walking while Sepe was asking you about who you had to see today for injuries or just maintenance appointments. That was when you saw her, a little blonde girl, probably not much older than 5, running her fingertips along the concrete wall, looking completely lost in daydream. Both you and Sebastian stopped in your tracks and shared looks of confusion, as there was no one else in sight that could possibly be watching this cute girl.

You walked cautiously up to her and crouched down to her level, “Hey sweetie, what are you doing?”

The girl stopped right in her tracks blinked a couple times at you, looked around at her surroundings and then all of a sudden you could see the panic and tears welling up in the little girl’s eyes, “I-I-I was playing imagination and I thought I was s-still with mommy!” she stuttered out tears starting to fall onto her cheeks as she got more and more worked up.  

“Oh, it’s okay sweetie! You’re safe with us, we can help you find your mom.” you comforted. At the mention of ‘we’ Seb knelt down next to you.

“Y-You’re S-Sebastian Aho.” the little girl furiously wiped at tears

Sebastian smiled warmly at the kid and nodded.

“Y-you’re my favourite hockey player!” her eyes widened in admiration making Seb smile even bigger, “Can I have a hug?” she asked and Seb swept her up in his arms gently. The girl started to smile through some of the remaining tears and gripped around his neck tightly. When she didn’t let go, Sebastian chuckled and stood up, picking the little girl up with him and setting her against his hip. This caused her to put a big smile on her face while she wiped away the last of her tears.

“What’s your name little one?” He smiled

“Rosie.” she answered

“What are you doing here Rosie?” You asked from the other side of Seb

“Well, my baby sitter cancelled this morning and my mom said she needed to do something about ‘sound check’ and my friend was away today at her grandparent’s so I had to come to work with her today.” Rosie babbled

“Oh! Are you Amanda’s daughter?” you asked.

“Yes! Amanda is my mom’s name! oh, she’s going to be mad when she finds out I left where she told me to sit.”

“I’m sure she’ll just be happy to have you back little one.” Sebastian said as he bounced her, making Rosie laugh, “Who is Amanda?” Sebastian asked you

“She’s the anthem singer. I think she’d be doing her sound check on the ice now.” you answered, “Let’s get this little munchkin back ok?” you smiled at Rosie before leading the way through the arena.

As you were walking and asking Rosie some questions to keep her entertained, she suddenly spoke up, “Are you in love?”

That made you do a double-take. Wow, you forgot how blunt kids could be. Sebastian, the champ that he is, just chuckled softly and pretend-whispered into the small girl’s ear. “I love (Y/N) to the moon and back but I haven’t told her yet.”

The girl nodded solemnly like she understood the inner workings of all adult relationships, “I think you should tell her.” she whispered back

“And why is that little one?” he asked

“Because she’s blushing right now!” the girl giggled. Sebastian met your eyes where you were desperately trying to stop yourself from turning into a fire hydrant.

That was just the moment when you turned the corner and saw Amanda Bell, the Hurricane’s anthem singer running around frantically, presumably looking for her mischievous daughter.

“MOMMY!” Rosie yelled from Sebastian’s arms and wiggled in his grasp until he put her down. She sprinted down the hall to where you could see her mom let out a big sigh of relief before crouching down to scoop up her little one in her arms and pepper kisses all over her squealing face.

“Thank you guys so much!” she sighed when you caught up with her, “I was worried sick.”

“No worries,” Sebastian smiled easily. “I love kids, and she has good taste in hockey players.” he winked at you.

“Don’t I know it!” Amanda laughed, “she refuses to go to a game without her Aho jersey. Anyways, we have to run. Thank you guys again.” she waved and darted in the opposite direction, Rosie smiling and waving at us over her mom’s shoulders.

“So… I don’t think my heart can handle you with kids, too damn cute.” you smiled up at Sepe.

“Well, you better get used to it.” he leaned down and kissed the tip of your nose.

“Why is that?”

“Because I love you, and you are going to be stuck with me for a long time.”

“In that case I better get used to it because I love you too.”

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The Good Girl and The Model (a danisnotonfire story) Part 1

Originally posted by ughhfxckk


I’m backkkkkk!!!! Hey guys sorry I haven’t posted in the longest time but I’ve just been going through some personal stuff recently but now everything's a-okay and I am back with a brand new story! Now this is gonna be my first longer story with multiple parts so let’s see how it turns out. ˇhis is just the first chapter so it’s probably not gonna be that great but I will try to update the story and post as much as I can so I hope you enjoy(:


xxx megan


PS This WHOLE story will be from Dan’s POV which should be interesting 




Dan’s POV:


           This whole world is full of greedy bastards. All people want in this world is fame, money and attention. I was born into this world in the hot spotlight with my mom, being a young model at the height of her career. When I was little people would line up with fake smiles and flashing cameras all my life. It was always just something I was used to. I was used to just being surrounded by heartless people with no soul and no feelings towards me. That was until I met her. 



      I strolled to school, with the occasional camera flashes blinding me slightly, as my “girl” Vicky walked next to me, annoyingly pulling on my arms slightly. Vicky’s mother and mine had worked together for quite some time now and thought I would be best if we were seen together in public for both of our careers. Now don’t get me wrong, Vicky is a beautiful young girl, just not my type. As we walked through the gates of my school I noticed a petite girl bent over picking up what looked like some trash that was thrown by other students. Her y/h/c was slightly curled in a high ponytail as a plaid skirt  covered her upper thigh with a white blouse covering her upper half. I curiously looked at the girl as she turned to throw the trash in the bin. A name tag caught my eye as it read “Student Council”. The mysterious girl turned to face me as her eyes widened slightly. She quickly hurried to the sign in table as she shyly greeted us.

      “H-h-hi… are you two here to sign in?…” Her squeaky voice filled my ears as her big y/e/c eyes peered up at us. I smirked slightly before speaking 

     “ I believe this is the sign in table right?” A small blush creeped on her cheeks as she nodded hesitantly 

     “ Last name please?”

      “Howell.” I grinned as I felt Vicky’s eyes burn into my skull, full of jealousy.” 

      “And yours miss?” The innocence girl asked sweetly as she smiled at Vicky, totally unaware of her jealous glare. 

      “I’m not attending this school, just thought I would accompany my BOYFRIEND on registration day.” Vicky spat at the oor girl who’s eyes turned even wider.

     “Oh no no no. I’m sorry Mr. Howell’s GIRLFRIEND but there are no visitors at this hour. I’m afraid you have to leave right away.” Vicky scoffed as she began to open her mouth to argue but I cut in.

     “Vicky go. You heard the young one.” Vicky turned to me wide eyed as she just rolled her eyes and strutted out of the gateway. I turned to the small girl once again who grinned up at me slightly.

      “What’s your name sweetheart?” I asked as she looked up at me as a deer looks at headlights.

      “M-me?” She whispered slightly causing me to laugh and nod “Y/n….” She quietly spoke as she printed out my class info and my dorms info. I bent down slightly so I was her height as I spoke.

       “Don’t you want to know my name?” 

        “ Daniel James Howell…” She read off the info page as she smiled sweetly at me handing me my papers. “You’re rooming with my older brother, Dylan.” I looked down at my papers reading the info quietly as I heard a quiet grumble noise in front of me. I lifted my head to find Y/n holding her stomach gently.

       “You hungry?”

        “No.”

       *Stomach rumbles again*

        “….Yes”

        “Here,” I placed the papers back down on the table, “let’s go get some lunch.”

        “But what if somebody comes and needs help getting checked in?” She worried, obviously very used to always following the rules. I smirked at her innocence.

      “They can wait. Come on I know this really good place down the street you won’t be gone long.” I whispered as I reached over the table to grab her hand. She looked down at our hands with big eyes as she sighed nodding.

    “Fine. But we have to be back in less than an hour.” 

     “Deal.”




         “Room B34, This is your room.” Y/N led me to the end of the hallway where she pointed to a door. I nodded as she smiled slightly as she turned to me. “Thank you for a good day Mr. Howell. I had fun.”

       “Please call me Dan sweetie.” She blushed again as she closed her eyes tight

       “Yes of course I don’t know why I called you Mr…. ugh sorry I’m bad at this stuff I don’t talk to cute guys for this long usually.

      I smirked “Cute boys?”

      Her head shot up shocked as she stumbled over her words “NO! I mean yes. I mean no. I mean you’re very attractive but I didn’t mean to say that out loud. I mean I’m sure you get it all the time but I’m sorry I didn’t mean to say that out loud. It’s not that you aren’t cute you are VERY cute it’s just….” I chuckled at her nervousness

    “You’re cute when you’re flustered.” I spoke causing her to shut up right away and the rosy pinkness to return to her cheeks. “Wanna do something tonight?” 

     “T-tonight?”

     “Yes. Tonight.”

     “Um I don’t know…. sure…. wait what?”

     “Meet me on the roof at 11:15″

      “THE ROOF?!” she squeaked out

      “That is what I said.”

      “That’s not allowed I mean what if we…”

      “ You think too much. Meet me at 11:15.”

      “….. Okay…”

      “Good. See you later Y/N”

       “ Bye Bye Danny.” I turned to face her where she giggled slightly before turning around and walking to her dorm. I smiled to myself as I unlocked the door.

      I think she’s starting to warm up to me.

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word count: 1.987

Genre: fuckboy!Jungkook, insecure Y/N, angst, fluff

A/N: My first writing ever! Hope you guys like it. PS don’t think I’m overly insecure or something. I just felt like writing this. And my first language is not English, so yeah. In the next part there will be more angst and fluffy stuff.

Originally posted by aestheticvbts

The only thing in the world you didn’t want to happen today was seeing Jungkook. And let it be the day BTS comes to visit the weekly idol special.

You always had a thing for Jungkook, when your group debuted you already were attracted to him. On award shows you always blush when he looked at you. But you always reminded yourself that you were an idol and you would never stand a chance with Jungkook.

“ Chungha! Where is my bottle of water!” You shouted a little too hard than intended. You were practicing your new dance before you went to weekly idol studio. You were exhausted from practicing.
“ What are you talking about y/n, the bottle is right beside you.” She said laughing.
I realized it was indeed beside me. My mind on so many things I didn’t even could find my own water bottle.
“ Oh yeah, your right I’m sorry Chungha.”
“ Are you okay y/n unni? You look tired, you should sit for a while. We’re going to weekly idol today you should be fit.” She was right, if I continued like this I would look like a zombie on screen.
“ I’m going to wash my face for a bit thank you for the advice!”

I still couldn’t believe I was going to see Jungkook today. Most of the time there would be like 20 meters between us. But today both our groups were going to weekly idol, so maybe there would be some interaction. But what was the point of it? Him noticing me, I don’t think he knows I even exist. Most people call our girlgroup I.O.I the same faced group. I have to admit we have the same style and faces, but we are still different people. I was always thinking about Jungkook, no way he would ever think about me. BTS is much more popular than our group and they are much more successful. If he ever noticed me it would probably be because I’m so clumsy and I fall all the time at award shows.
On moments like this I wished to not be an idol. Because I couldn’t be myself all the time, always being the perfect y/n from I.O.I. I always have to look good, which is pretty hard because I’m really insecure. When we debuted, I always thought I didn’t look good enough. And the mini skirts didn’t help either, revealing my thick legs and my belly wasn’t the smallest.
Although the members always cheer me up, saying nobody is perfect but you are y/n. Chungha and Yoojung are always so caring and so sweet, I love them they are my best friends since I gave up my childhood to become an idol. Still I’m insecure, and mostly because I want to look good for Jungkook if a paparazzi photo pops up in his social media feed. But why would he even take a moment to look at me.

“ 20 minutes till we leave to weekly idol, prepare yourself girls!” Our manager yelled. Man, I was nervous. No one knew about my crush, only Chungha. She said she had a crush on Taehyung from BTS but that didn’t last for long. She has been supportive and stuff, saying that idols always end up together. But I wouldn’t even think about that, never in the world would Jungkook end up with me as girlfriend.

“ Unni, come I’m going to change clothes, our concept is cute but not too girly.” I sighed, that means skirts.
“ I’m coming Chungha, I will come in a minute” I always feel like a terrible friend to Chungha, but what can I do about myself.

“ You look so cute unni you should wear this more often.” I said to Yoojung, I always thought that Yoojung was the cutest of us. And I was right because the fans always shout cutie Yoojungie.
“ Thank you unni, aren’t you wearing skirts today?”
“ No not really I’m not really feeling like it today.” And I actually never felt like wearing skirts, but yeah that’s idol life in a girl group.

“ Leaving in 3, 2, 1! We’re leaving girls!” Manager-nim shouted.
“ I’m so excited y/n, BTS, Twice, Got7 and GFriend are coming.” BTS with Jeon Jungkook yeah.
“ I know Yoojung, I’m happy to see Momo unni again.” I replied
“ Oh my god, yeah. We haven’t talked to them for so long. Have you ever talked to the boys of BTS before. They look so handsome in their new mv. Especially Jungkook-ssi, he looked very handsome, right y/n unni?” I held my breath after she said that. Does Yoojung have a crush on Jungkook too? I wouldn’t even be surprised.
Chungha looked at me like she saw a bomb fall on my face, she looked terrified. Maybe she thought I would get mad or disappointed or something. But I would never ever be mad about a boy to my friends.
“ Yeah, Yoojungie, he is very handsome.” I said while looking down.
“ Soooo, we are free this weekend. Do you girls want to do something? Catching up with the drama or going out?” Chungha said while changing the subject fast before it would be awkward.
“ I like going out, but I don’t know. What about you unni, what do you want to do?”
“ Yoojungie always clubbing, let’s go to the club if Chungha wants too!” We didn’t go to the club often, but when we did Yoojung was always the ‘party animal’. With limits off course because we’re idols.
“ Let’s club this weekend then!” Cheungha shouted happily.

After arriving at the weekly idol studio, we got our name cards and were directed to the girls room. In the girls I found Hani unni from exid. Before we even debuted I was friends with Hani, she was like some big sister to me. Unfortunately we grew apart, and we talked less. But my love and care for Hani never went down.
“ Hani! Unni! I’m so happy to see you today! Are you mc-ing at the weekly idol special?”
“ Y/N-ssi! I knew you would come, I wanted to surprise you. I’m the special mc today indeed.” Being overly happy, and running to me, Hani hugged me like there was no tomorrow.
“ I missed you so so much. Have you been well? Are you eating well?”
“ Always like a caring sister y/n-ssi. Off course I haven’t been well without you.” She said jokingly, Hani was always a sarcastic one. “ But have you been well? I heard you on a radio show, your cute voice always enchanting me.” I was indeed on a radio show with I.O.I.
“ Oh, you listened to the show? Thank you unni. And yes I have been well, just stressing about our comeback next month.”
“ Starting in a few seconds, Hani mc go and prepare!” Someone shouted way too loud.
“ Well I think I have to go, let’s grab some coffee after the shooting and good luck!” Hani said sprinting to heechul who was waiting for her at the entrance.
“ Bye unni!”

It was almost time to start the shooting.
“ Girls I need to go to the bathroom I’m back in a sec!” You shouted going to the bathroom as soon as possible. You drank too much water, because of stress and because Jungkook. Speaking of Jungkook, it was funny that you bumped in to him right after you rushed out of the bathroom.
“ In a rush y/n?” He said. You were surprised he even knew your name. You rubbed your head after bumping in to him.
“ I’m so sorry, I thought I was late for the shooting. Sorry for bumping in to you sunbaenim.” You didn’t even know why you called him sunbae because you have never talked before.
“ Why so many sorry’s, it’s okay. Let’s go to the shooting.”
Arriving at the shooting a tad late, all eyes were on you two, including Yoojung’s. She looked shocked, and that’s when you realized she too had a crush on Jungkook. You could see the jealousy in her eyes.
“ Sorry we’re late, sorry manager-nim” Jungkook said while he bowed. Quickly you bowed too.
“ Alright let’s begin the shoot.” The producer said.

While filming you noticed Yuju from GFriend was pretty interested in Jungkook. She looked at him from time to time ( just like yourself ) And they even had some interaction.
Hani had introduced a game, singing a ots duet, one girl and one boy from each group.
I was teamed up with Jimin, Chungha with Jackson and Yoojung with Woozi.
And guess who teamed up with Junkook? Yes Yuju.
My duet with Jimin was pretty good. He was shy but very cute.
I felt really cringey looking at Yuju and Jungkook. She was very touchy, wrapping one arm around him and dancing to the song with him. She looked really happy and he showed no other expression than happiness. You would think they were secretly dating.

After filming the special episode I went to Hani for our coffee date, until someone stopped me, like literrally and we both tripped.
“ Sorry, are you okay… Jungkook?” I was surprised I met him again while tripping or bumping in each other. Is this my way of saying hi these days?
“ Always saying sorry for everything y/n, it’s my fault we tripped.”
“ Oh no don’t be sorry, I’m really clumsy from nature so these things happen to me all the time.” And yes that was true, I am the most clumsy person in our entertainment.
“ Well do you fall for all men like this every time you see them?” He asked with a smirk. I didn’t thought he would be so flirtatious.
“ Oh ehm.. no I think?” Not really knowing what to reply
“ I hope I’m the only one then.” He walked away sending a wink. My heart just couldn’t take this.

Hani and I were walking to the cafe, should I tell her what happened?
“ So y/n why were Jungkook and you late at the shooting? Did something happen?” Damn she is good.
“ No I just went to the bathroom but I happened to bump into him, so we walked to the shooting together.”
“ Tell more, I know there’s more y/n.”
“ Okay, after filming, he and I both tripped again. And wel yeah, he was really, like really flirtatious.” For a moment she was still, she wanted to say something. Looking at her it wouldn’t be something good.
“ What is it Hani, why you looking so serious?” I was scared she would tell me she dated Jungkook or something but no, she told me:
“ Y/N, I know you have a crush on Jungkook for 2,5 years now, and I never told because I thought it’s just a little crush and would go away after a while…”
“ What Hani tell me.” I was getting a little impatient because she started talking slower and slower.
“ He is like a kind of idol fuckboy y/n, he will hurt your feelings don’t get attracted to him.”
I couldn’t believe what I heard, a fuckboy? Why have I never heard of it ever before. And more important, there are no dating rumors about him at all.
“ How, what do you mean Hani?”
“ Well, he doesn’t date idol girls, but more like…ehm. He just fucks and goes let me say that.” Fucks and goes? Since when did this happen?
“ I haven’t heard anyone talking about him, this is not true unni.”
“ Y/N believe me, he is a fuckboy.”
“ Why would I believe such thing?” I was getting angry, it sounded like Hani didn’t want me to like Jungkook or to even think about him.
“ I haven’t told you this, to not hurt you. But I had dated Jungkook a year ago and he cheated on me, with multiple girls.”

differentandstupidhuman  asked:

What about a cinderella marco but with prince tom? I love the one that you made before with the friend tom, but i wanna see them dancing and putting the cristal shoe

Okay! I really don’t remember cinderella that well, but I tried my best. This is the fanfiction I don’t know if it turned out good or horrible. I hope you enjoy it anyway! I love you bye!

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Tom drummed his fingers on the side of the throne. He was bored. An entire ball was being thrown for him to meet princesses and women from the kingdom to pick a bride. People were wondering when he would marry. But Tom just showed no interest in any of this. So the ball was set for him to dance with different girls and try an find one to spend his life with.

“How possible…” He muttered. “I get one night to decide my entire future.” Tom grumbled. He hated this. He hated dancing, he hated crowds and he hated meeting new people. All the woman expected the prince to be this cool admirable man. A prince charming that they would make goo-goo eyes at. But Tom was a walking dumpster fire with social anxiety and a fiery temper. Tom sighed again and felt somebody nudge him, he looked over to see his sister, Hekapoo, looking down at him.

“Tom, you’ve been here an hour. There are groups of girls willing to dance with you and you haven’t spoken to anyone.” She hissed.

“I don’t want to speak to anyone.” Tom assured. Hekapoo stared daggers at him and grabbed his horn to get him to sit up straight.

“Take this seriously!” She hissed, and walked off. Tom’s eyes scanned the room and he tried to find a way out of this horrible party. Tom made a face when three women came near him. Two were about his age, and one was an older woman.

“Prince Tom, we wanted to thank you in person for inviting up to this ball of yours.” The older woman said. “I was thrilled to receive our invitation.” She continued. “And even more thrilled to introduce you to my daughters.” The woman showed Tom the other two and they waved at him. “I hear this ball is to help you find a bride, and I hope you make a wise choice.” She added. Tom shrunk away a little bit and the girls winked at him.

“Th-thank you ma’am.” Tom mumbled. “What was your name?” He asked. The woman smiled and looked down at him.

“I’m Lady Tremaine.” She introduced. Tom tilted his head.

“I thought there were four in the Tremaine household.” He admitted. The woman waved her hand and laughed a bit.

“Oh yes, Marco is somewhere over there.” She said fast and unamused. “I’ll leave you three to get acquainted.” She then said, and walked off. Tom kept looking past at her, like he was getting vibes. But when he turned his head he jumped at the two girls who were still there.

“Is it true you have to find a bride?” One asked. Tom bit his lip.

“Th-they want me too…” He admitted.

“Well my mother thinks it best for me to marry too, haha, what a weird coincidence.” She giggled. Tom forced a smile.

“Is it? Is it really, though?” He asked, laughing insincerely. The girls laughed and kept competing for his attention, but Tom found his eyes wandering around the room. Tom’s eyes stopped when he saw a boy with a tray chatting happily with another guest. He was in a help uniform, but he didn’t recognize him as the castle servant. Tom’s eyes widened. “Who is that?” He asked. The girls looked behind them rolled their eyes.

“Oh that’s our step-brother Marco. We loaned him to the castle for the night to help out.” One shared. “He wasn’t able to come otherwise because all he would do is embarrass us.” She huffed.

“But we gave invitations to the entire households.” Tom reminded. The other step-sister laughed a bit and shook her head.

“Yes but we didn’t want him to come regardless. But then our mother thought some more work would do him good.” She explained. Tom watched the boy serve drinks around the ball and make his way around. Tom moved the girls aside and ran over to him. He didn’t know why he was so drawn to this human, but he was.

“E-excuse me… M-Marco?” Tom called, he was suddenly feeling a lot more shy. Marco turned his head and looked for where the sound was coming from, but shrugged when he didn’t see Tom get lost in the crowd. Tom groaned and pushed passed the dancing people and tried to run after the boy. Tom ran faster and made it outside. He looked up excitedly, hoping to see the boy who had captured his attention, but his face fell when Marco was nowhere to be seen.

Tom went back inside and kept searching for the mystery boy the rest of the night, but as more and more people cleared out he didn’t see the human boy. Tom sighed and slumped down in his chair once all the guests had left. There had been a few last-minute attempts to flirt with him by other women, but Tom was having none of it. After the party he looked over to see and angry looking Hekapoo.

“The ENTIRE kingdom was here! And you didn’t find a spark with any young person?” She demanded. Tom rubbed the back of his head and Hekapoo narrowed her eyes. “You found somebody didn’t you?” She asked. Tom blushed and looked down.

“I don’t know…” He mumbled. “I didn’t even talk to him.” Tom added. He looked away and his eyes fell to the middle of the floor. Tom gasped and scrambled up and ran over. He lifted up a dark blue shoe. “This is it!” He cried.

“Those are the shoes the maids wear.” Hekapoo told him.

“I know! He was working as a maid during the party for us! All we need to do is go around to all the citizens in the kingdom and see which person it fits!” Tom exclaimed. Hekapoo raised an eyebrow.

“That’s crazy, do you know how many helpers were wearing those? It might not even be his shoe.” She told him. But Tom was already scrambling to find his shoes and coat and run out the door. Hekapoo ran after him and stuck her head out the door, calling after her brother. “Tom! I really think you’re jumping to conclusions! What are you going to do? Go to every door in the kingdom until you see this guy you haven’t even spoken too?” She called.

“YES!”

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“Put this on your foot please!”

“Excuse me?”

“It’s okay it’s for a good reason!”

The fourth door that day slammed on Tom’s face. Hekapoo put her hands on her hips. She had decided to follow, thinking she would have to pull her baby brother out of trouble, or it would be funny to see him run around, which it was.

“Maybe if you tell people who you are they’ll want to try on the slipper.” She suggested. Tom rolled his eyes.

“There are two things wrong with that. Number one, if I tell people who I am, everybody will pretend it fits and say that they’re the one! Number two, who is going to believe me if I say ‘Hey! Put this shoe on for no weird reason! I’m the prince so it’s not creepy for me to have an obsession with your feet!’?” Tom cried. Hekapoo laughed a bit and nodded, as the siblings went to the next house.

Tom knocked on the door and it just so happened to be a family who recognized him. “Oh prince Tom! Princess Hekapoo, what an honor to see you.” The woman smiled. “I expect you’re here for one of my daughters, perhaps after you clicked so well last night.” She asked, giggling a little bit. Tom tilted his head.

“Oh yes, Lady Tremaine.” Tom remembered. “I am here for that!” He exclaimed. The woman’s face lit up, but then Tom kept talking. “Your step-son! Marco!” Tom cried. “I want to ask for his hand in marriage.” He beamed. The older woman’s face fell and she stared at Tom for a long while before Tom continued. “I’ve been looking everywhere for him! I even have his shoe right here!” Tom continued, holding up the slipper. “Can I?” he asked. “I want to make sure it fits, so I know it’s the right person.”

“Or you could just, you know, look at him.” Hekapoo suggested.

“Shut-up Hecka!” Tom hissed. Lady Tremaine took the shoe.

“Well then, please do come in.” She insisted. Tom smiled big at Hekapoo and they went into the house.

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“He’s here for HIM!” The step-mother hissed.

“Well what do we do?” One of the sep-sisters asked. Lady Tremaine smoothed her hair out and sent her daughter away.

“Simple, dear. You want to marry the prince do you not?” She asked. “You will be Marco, tell him it was you he saw at the ball and pretend that this slipper fits.” She insisted. The daughter nodded and took the shoe, going on her way. As soon as she left Lady Tremaine turned to  Marco and narrowed her eyes.

“And you!”

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“I thought I talked to you earlier?” Tom asked, he wasn’t buying this.

“No, no, you talked to my sisters!” She laughed. “I’m Marco, remember. The shoe fits.” She teased. Tom raised an eyebrow and took the shoe, staring at it for a long while. And then he looked back at the white red-haired girl.

“Marco had brown skin and eyes.” Tom responded. Hekapoo took him by the shoulder.

“We probably have the wrong house, this must be a coincidence.” She insisted. Tom pulled away and shook his head.

“No. I talked to her! And you told me Marco was your step-brother.” Tom insisted. “And you didn’t want him coming to the ball because you said he would just embarrass you.” Tom hissed. He then pieced this together. “You’re pretending to be him because you want to marry me instead. Now what did you do with Marco?” Tom demanded. The girls exchanged glances, in the silence Tom heard a bang come from the upstairs. He gasped and dashed up the steps, he came down the hallway to a room. Despite protests coming from the others Tom didn’t waste any time tearing the door open.

Marco shot up from the bed he was sitting on and gasped when he saw a demon tackle him down. “PUT THIS SHOE ON!” He screamed. Marco shoved him off.

“Why!?” Marco cried.

“I saw you at the ball! I tried to talk to you but you ran away too fast!” Tom exclaimed. “I-it’s me! I’m the prince, I wanted to meet you again, Marco! I-I want to ask for your hand in marriage.” He told the human. Marco gasped and Tom tried to hand him the slipper again. Marco put a hand over his mouth and looked at the demon prince in shock.

“Prince Tom I… I… I’m flattered but… that’s not my shoe.”

Falling Into The Wrong Crowd-Part Two (Jax Teller x Reader)

Summary: (Y/N) is still on edge after meeting the Sons Of Anarchy as old memories resurface. She cannot see why the others do not see her stress. Bea, Frankie and Alex start to get annoyed with her, wondering why she is bringing up their past that they wanted to get away from. However, (Y/N)’s stress levels are rising and are pushing her over the edge.

Meanings: (Y/N): Your name

Warnings: Violence, drugs, alcohol, swearing, mentions of abuse and sexual nature (it’s Sons Of Anarchy, what do you expect?)

Jax was about to ask me more about what had happened in the past when my phone interrupted. I checked the ID, thankful that Frankie had stopped the conversation from going any further.

“Hi Frankie.” I answered

Jax drank his beer before inhaling his cigarette again.

“Hey, are you guys done with the furniture?” she asked.

“Yeah just finished.”

“Luann wants to meet you, we’re at Cara Cara.”

“Y-you mean, the porn studio?” I whispered a little.

Jax tried to surpress a laugh.

I ignored him as Frankie continued.“Like you’ve never watched porn before. Just get your ass down here.”

I ended the call before turning to Jax.“I’m needed down at Cara Cara. I don’t mean to kick you out. But thank you so much for helping me.”

“Anytime darlin’. I’ll give you a lift there.”

I quickly got changed into something more suitable before meeting Jax outside. He was leaning against his bike, the sun shining down on him. I stared at him as I locked the door, quickly looking away as his head turned to me. I reached my hand out to take the helmet but instead he put it on me and buckled it on. My cheeks burned red as he stopped and got on his bike, putting his own helmet on. He smirked, waiting for me. As I sat behind him I hesitantly wrapped my arms around his waist, trying to not seem comfortable in the position.

I knew that he was a flirt. Just by the way he entered the room you could tell that he knew the girls swooned all over him. He was attractive and charming, plus he had a lot of power as Vice President to a motorcycle gang. The fact that I had seen this sort of guy before made me nervous. What if we really weren’t away from our past? It seemed to be repeating itself.

We pulled into a parking lot of Cara Cara which was just a big warehouse. There were a few other bikes here and I recognised the girls’ instantly. Jax and I hopped off his bike before walking inside together. I really didn’t want to go in, who knew what we could walk in on?

Jax laughed.“You’re gonna have to get used to this, these are the people you’re working with.”

Sighing, I slowly followed him inside. Crossing my arms over my chest, I couldn’t help but scan the girls lounging around the entrance. They had hardly any clothes on, everything was practically on display, make up was slapped onto their faces and their hair was lifted to high heavens with a tonne of hair spray. As Jax walked past, clearly checking them out, they grinned at him whilst puffing out their chests.

I had to work with these girls.

Jax lead the way knowing where to go. Turning into another corridor, certain noises could be heard coming from one of the rooms. I started to cringe, immediately stopping in my tracks. Moaning turned into screaming with the occasional swear word. Jax didn’t seem phased, still walking ahead before stopping at the door.

“It’s just sex, they don’t mind you watching.” Jax raised an eyebrow.

“Well I mind. I’ll wait out here.”

“Suit yourself.”

I looked away as he stepped into the room, not wanting to risk seeing something I would regret. The girls wouldn’t be coming out, they would be perfectly happy staying out. Leaning onto one of the walls, I prayed that they would come out soon so I wouldn’t have to listen to any more….noises. Grimy men passed by, looking me up and down, not caring that I could see them doing it. I couldn’t stand it any longer. Pushing myself off the wall I started to wander around the place, trying to waste time.

Turning a corner I overheard an argument between two women. One had her back to me but the one I could see seemed much older than most of the women here. The younger one had bright red hair, obviously dyed, with a short dress on. The older woman seemed better dressed though still scandalous. I was about to turn around when my name was called out.

“(Y/N)!?”

I spun back on my heel not believing the voice I just heard. The woman with her back to me was the one who shouted.

“Keira!?” I yelled in surprise before we both ran to each other screaming for joy.

Our arms wrapped around each other tightly, we started to away as we held on. Both of us babbled about how surprised we were before pulling away. Keira was a friend of mine back home, before I met the others. She was the one in the abusive relationship. She wanted to leave after that, said she couldn’t stand to be in the same town anymore. I knew how she felt.

Her appearance had totally changed though that was probably because she didn’t want to be recognised. Instead of her light brown hair, it was now a bright red; she had also lost a lot of weight and somehow got the money to get herself a new pair of breasts.

“What are you doing here?” she asked me.

“I’ve moved here with Frankie, Bea and Alex.” I said.

“Why?”

“It’s a long story.”

“Ah, so you’re (Y/N).” another person joined our conversation. It was the older woman.

“Yes, I am.”

“I’m Luann Delaney, you’re new business partner.” she stuck her hand out for me to shake.

“Nice to meet you.”

Keira’s eyes widened.“Wait, you’re running the new club? I’m going to be one of the dancers! It’ll be like the old times!”

“I hate to break this up but Keira needs to get back to work and we need to talk about the club.” Luann put her hands on her hips, raising an eyebrow at Keira.

Keira sighed.“Yes ma'am. I’ll get your address later and come round. We have so much to catch up on!”

We shared one last big before she strutted off in her heels. Luann crossed her arms over her chest as she sighed, watching her employee walk away. She turned back to me, trying to put on a smile.

“I didn’t know you were friends with Keira.” she said.

“Yeah, we go way back.”

“Sorry about that, she’s been slacking ever since she found out she was moving to the club. Let’s go into my office, the others should be out soon.”

We were on our way to her office, her heels clicking on the floor before we were interrupted again.

“Luann.” Her name was called out by a woman the same age as her.

“Gemma, I didn’t know you were swinging by.”

Gemma’s dark hair framed her face, the harsh black eyeliner made her look intimidating. I could see a tattoo peaking out of her top on one of her breasts. She looked me up and down whilst speaking to Luann.

“Have you seen Jax and Chibs? Clay needs them back at the clubhouse.” she explained, she seemed distressed.

“Yeah they’re just down the hall. Want me to send them back?”

“Yeah, please. I’ll see you later, we’re still on for drinks right?”

“Of course we are. Bye Gemma.”

Gemma smiled at me though it had no meaning to it as she walked away. What was she to Jax and Chibs? And who was Clay? Luann must have seen my confusion.

“You haven’t met Gemma yet, have you?”

“No. Who is she?”

“She’s the President’s wife, Jax’s mom.”

“I didn’t see her at the clubhouse the other day or the president.”

“She’s a bitch but if she likes you then she’ll sometimes be nice to you.”

We continued to make our way to her office, passing many more ‘porn stars’ and 'camera crew’ on the way. She obviously wasn’t bothered, this was her damn studio. Luann opened the door for me, letting me sit down in a chair across from her desk. She sat, I saw her relax a little. Just as she was about to speak the others joined us.

“(Y/N), why didn’t you join us? You really missed quite a show.” Alex beamed.

“I somehow think I won’t be upset about the whole thing. And oh my god, you’ll never guess who I just saw!” I exclaimed.

“Who?” Bea asked.

“Keira.”

“No way! She works here now?”

“Yes, I hardly recognised her.”

“Jax, Chibs, you’re needed back at the club, Gemma just swung by.” Luann informed them.

“You know what it’s about?” Jax asked.

“No, she looked like she was in a rush.”

“Right ladies, it was lovely to see ya again, I’m afraid we got to go.” Chibs grinned as he and Jax exited the room. He quickly popped his he’s back in.“But I expect to see you all at the party tonight, especially you (Y/N).”

Luann waited until they had properly left before addressing us.“Let’s get down to business shall we?”

Luann started to go over how everything would work whilst we were partners. I didn’t really listen to the business side such as profits as I didn’t understand it. She grabbed my attention again when talking about what customers we should be bringing in and who would most likely show up. There would definitely be bikers, low lifes and business men secretly hoping to get paid because their ancient wives couldn’t satisfy them anymore. It was going to be a rough lot though if they had the money, who really cared?

She then went on to talk about the girls. She had selected specific girls who either had a history of 'dancing’ or were hard working and willing to swap their job. We were about to be introduced to them. Luann was smirking as she guided us down the halls again.

“I know you’re very passionate about your dance and we needed a place for the girls to practice; so I had this made.”

She opened the doors to a huge studio. Mirrors lined the walls in one side, props were stashed to one side and the girls were crowded in the middle. I let out a gasp. This was all mine.

“Ok girls, meet your new bosses.” Luann called out.

Although I was trying to remember all twenty girls’ names, I still couldn’t believe the size of the studio. It was perfect for the routines I had in mind. I just prayed that these girls would cooperate. Hopefully Keira would help or at least help to keep them in line.

“What are we going to do about the opening night? That’s only a few days away?” I stressed.

“It’s fine, the girls have each down their own piece. It may not be as professional as yours but it’ll keep the men entertained.” Luann calmed me down.

I was actually feeling happy. For once my nerves had disappeared, I was relaxed and thinking positively about this whole thing; maybe we were finally back on track. We left Cara Cara (thank god) with big smiles on our faces. As the girls huddled around their bikes, still talking about how much money we would be making, the rumbling of a motorcycle distracted me. I turned my head to just watch it zoom past the warehouse but what I saw made me freeze.

No, it couldn’t be…

“(Y/N), what’s wrong? What are you looking at?” Frankie put her hand on my shoulder but my eyes were still glued on the biker.

“Did you guys see that?” I whispered.

“See what?”

“The kutte…it was theirs, his, you know who I mean.”

“(Y/N), you’re probably seeing things. All of this is a lot to take in.” Bea sighed.

“I’m being serious! It was their kutte!”

“(Y/N), enough. We’ve already talked about this. Just forget about what happened and move on.” Alex and Bea were already mounted on their bikes before pulling away.

I looked to Frankie.“You believe me, right?”

“I’m not getting involved. Come on, let’s go.”

I had no idea where we were actually going but that wasn’t my main focus. That was definitely one of their members. You couldn’t forget their kutte. Had they followed us here? No. Maybe one of them was passing through? I hadn’t seen their face, it could be a prospect? They could have just been for a ride? However many excuses I made up, none of them were convincing. What were they doing in Charming? My thoughts were broken when we stopped at the TM, the Sons sitting outside on one of the picnic benches.

“Guys, wait, please just listen to me!” I tried to grab their attention but none of them were having it.

They continued to ignore me, getting closer to the sons.

“They’re back! I’m not joking, this is serious.”

Bea and Frankie were now sat with the others whereas Alex had stopped in her tracks. Everyone was watching, asking what the hell was going on.

“(Y/N), you’re getting on my last fucking nerve! Stop being so paranoid, they aren’t here! You’re mind is playing tricks on you.” She yelled.

I started to cry, my cheeks red from the embarrassment.“It was one of them, I swear on my life! I wouldn’t be so worked up about this if I knew I was seeing things.”

I couldn’t help the tears from falling though. I was genuinly petrified, my body had started to shake, what if they were back for me?

“You’re tired, (Y/N). Just go home and relax.” Bea snapped. Frankie looked uncomfortable as did the others.

“I’m not. Just-”

“Look, whatever is happening, I think it’s better if you all talk about this in a calmer matter. It’s clear that you’re all getting angry.” Tig tried to step in.

“No Tig, (Y/N) here can’t forget the little things in life!” Alex shouted.

“Alex.” Bea tried to warn her.

“Little things? LITTLE THINGS!? Are you being fucking serious!? I WAS ALMOST KILLED! YOU GUYS WEREN’T THERE FOR IT ALL!”

Jax stood up.“What is she on about?”

“It’s nothing-”

I scoffed.“Yeah, it’s nothing Jax. It doesn’t matter what had happened. Let’s just forget everything that ever happened to me.”

Frankie was quieter.“(Y/N), they can’t be back.”

“They are. And you’ll know that when you find my dead body dumped in the middle of no where.”

Sex, Lies, Videotape (The Intro)

Hey Derhsa Fam!!!!! I’m back with another fanfic series after “The Romans”. I never thought I’d decide to do another series but when I got these ideas in my head I just had to. This is Sex, Lies, Videotape and I hope you guys enjoy this one as well. P.S. the drama builds up fast and everything described in the footage will be a actual scene at some point in the series. Please don’t forget to give me your thoughts, comment, like and reblog. May we all continue strong in our hiatus. ENJOY!

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters as they belong to James LaRosa 

A year and a half ago Mr. and Mrs. Roman made one of the biggest decisions they could make to have a fresh start in their marriage. Ahsha and Derek decided to bet it all and move to a new city; Miami Florida. With all the drama going on in L.A they didn’t see much good happening there. Even though they were having much success in their careers they both knew that Devil’s arena was no place for anyone’s marriage. There was no mistaking that L.A. and the Devils would always be apart of who they were but it was just time to go. They both understood that the Devil’s ultimately brought them together but sometimes, that world had a very destructive affect on their relationship and they didn’t want that for their marriage. Soon after the wedding Ahsha and Derek packed all of their things and board a private flight to their new city hand and hand. Derek never sold their home in L.A. knowing that from time to time they would go back to visit family. But from that moment on they would take Miami by storm. Derek and Ahsha had to move quick because the new season was soon approaching and they both had a lot to do to jump into a new world. When they arrived in Miami, Derek’s agent had already found them the perfect place to live and they immediately bought a 2000 spare feet two story luxury penthouse condo right in the heart of the city. The residence was called “The Kingdom”. It was a six story building with only three tenants each home having two floors with a four car garages for each tenant.The Kingdom was known for being highly expensive because of its great view over the entire city of Miami, and its high security. It was definitely a place were the wealthy lived if they wanted to enjoy the city and being that they were just married the couple wanted to start embarking on a journey together that would create new memories. When the Romans arrived it was just perfect. It had all the bells and whistles. Still big enough like living in a house but not all of the extra upkeep like living in one. Ahsha and Derek was loving the city life but once they lived it for a while they both missed living in a home away from all the busy distraction so they figured when the season was over they would go house shopping this summer. Once Derek and Ahsha arrived the entire city gave them a warm welcome. They got a tour of the arena and was personally introduced to the owners of the team and their teammates. Thing moved fast and both Derek and Ahsha jumped in head first. Now a year down the line they were both in their married routine of life…………………………………..

The basketball team started practice early so Derek headed off to the arena first. Their practice usually ended the same time the dancers did so Ahsha
and Derek usually went home together. But today would be different. Ahsha got dressed for practice and headed to the arena as she was ready to see how the girls had improved on the new choreography. She placed her member’s key badge on the key pad and entered into the arena ready for another exciting week of practice with her new family; the Miami Blaze girls.
Ahsha and the girls were in the studio practicing for the game on Thursday night and they were killing the choreography. Of course when Ahsha first arrived in Miami a lot of the girls had their reservations about her coming right in and taking over. Especially for the ones who thought they would have first grabs at being the new caption and director when they found out the old one was leaving, but once they got to know Ahsha they couldn’t help but love her immediately. Ahsha was super talented, great with fresh choreography and
also a team player. The girls liked that she was such a energetic spirit with a little sass. What the girls didn’t know is that being a Devil girl helped groom her for anything. She was still Carebear at heart but she could also be very stern when then girls weren’t performing at her standard thanks to Jelena but she was also really open with adding some sexy elements to the dance and making the girls feel comfortable which she took from Kyle. Ahsha was in a new city but L.A. was defiantly the starting grounds for her. Once the Blaze dancers saw the type of responses they were getting from the fans they knew that Ahsha Roman was a great fit. This team was on a new high and they were running with it. Along with the basketball team having much success for the season the dancers always danced like they knew they were taking home the win.
Derek had just finished his shower and got dress after a hyped practice. He was heading out to leave the locker room when his team mate Drew caught up with him. Derek and Drew were old friends in the league before he played for Miami. Drew was a well rounded guy. He was married for four years and had a two year old daughter. He had played with the team in Miami for five years.
“Yo whatup D you heading out?” Drew dapped Derek up
“Yea man I’m about to head out. Today was crazy”. Derek exhaled deeply.
“Yea you know we’re about to get in they asses come Thursday night”
“Oh most definitely!“Derek and Drew bantered.
“Aye man since you heading out lets go play some pool or something before you head in”. Drew suggested.
“Nah man Ima have to catch you later on that I’m headed home. Ahsha has already been on me about us both being too busy to spend time together. I gotta go do the husband thing”. Derek said.
“Damn and here I am tryna get away from my wife” Drew joked. Derek chuckled.
“Alright man I’ll catch you later Ima go holla at Ahs real quick before I head out.” Derek stated
“Nah man Ima go with you to make sure you don’t distract these dancers for too long. I mean they’re use to us but you’re still seen as fresh meat.” Drew added lying about his reasoning for going and Derek saw right through it.
“Man if you don’t stop tryna come look at these women practice. Bye "married man”, Ima call your wife”. Derek playfully bowed Drew in the chest
“What D they might get stuck in a split or something and may need me to help them up. Plus I’m married not blind”. Drew joked.
The two men approached the dance studio and Ahsha was standing in front of all the girls as she watched them and made notes in her head. Derek and Drew waited until the number was over before interrupting. As the dancers hit their last mark Derek made his presence aware.
“Well hello ladies.” Derek walked into the room with his tall sexy stature. Ahsha looked at him and playfully rolled her eyes as she thought about her young days as a Devil girl when Derek would walk into the studio with Terrence to come and hit on her. At the sound of Derek’s voice all the women in the room stopped, but it didn’t bother Ahsha one bit. She knew how women fawned over her man. Drew waved to Ahsha and walked further into the studio to harass the dancers.
“Okay ladies take a quick five” Ahsha announced as she walked towards Derek with her hands on her hips. “I see you’re still interrupting my practices after all this time.” Ahsha said folding her arms with a slight smile on her face. “You are never were you’re supposed to be”.
“Well Mrs. Roman not much has changed. Wherever you are that’s were I wanna be” Derek smirked.
“Here I am” Ahsha retorted as she wrapped her arms around Derek’s neck standing on her toes to give him a kiss. Derek placed his strong hands around her waist and their lips met in a soft sweet peck that was too quick in each of their books but they would just have to wait until they got home for any extra love.
“Is practice over for you guys?” Ahsha asked parting from her husband.
Yea that’s why I was stopping by to tell you that I’m headed home.”
“Without me? How are you leaving your wife?” Ahsha playfully scoffed pleading with her doe eyes.
“Yes without you! I would be leaving with my wife if she wasn’t such a perfectionist. Derek raised his brow."How long are you staying?” He asked in all seriousness knowing Ahsha could practice forever.
“We’re gonna go one more hour so not long. Babe I promise I’ll be home no later then six” Ahsha pleaded. Derek pulled Ahsha into his arms for a hug goodbye.
“Alright Mrs. Roman, I’ll see you when you get home.” Ahsha tilted her head back slightly to steal another kiss from her man before they parted.
“Okay! And I’ll stop and get that Mediterranean food you like on the way home. Deal?" Ahsha added
"Alright I love you. Practice hard”. Derek smiles and lightly smacked her on the butt.
“I love you too” Ahsha said before she went back into the studio. Derek and Drew then left and practice with the girls continued.
………………..

After an hour more of a great practice Ahsha took a shower in the locker room. She washed practice off of her body and couldn’t wait to get home to her loving husband. Even though she and Derek had a few recent marriage spats over them making sure quality time in their relationship was high priority, she could tell Derek was listening to her and he was making all the extra efforts to make his wife feel special. Ahsha understood that their relationship before marriage was sometimes tough so she knew that they would have to put just as much work into their marriage as well. Ahsha got dressed and grabbed all of her bags to head home. Before reaching home, Ahsha made sure to stop by an Mediterainan grill returant that she and Derek frequent to pick up dinner. The time was now five thirty and Ahsha was staying true to her word that
she would be home by six. Ahsha finally made it home and she was ready for a relaxing continuation of her day. She unlocked the door to her home and as she walked in she was surprised at the many house guest greeting her. The first thing she saw was Derek sitting on the couch across from both of his and her lawyers and their agents standing behind the couches with unpleasant looks on their faces. Derek heard the front door open and he immediately rose to his feet and walked towards his wife.
“Ahsha…baby I’ve been trying to call you. I promise everything will be fine. I’m gonna fix everything”. Derek said rushing out in a strange tone and his eyes etched with worry. Ahsha’s brow furrowed.
“Yea sorry my phone must be in my bag on silent from practice? Fix what? What’s going on? And why is everyone here Derek?” Ahsha asked confused Derek immediately stopped. Now he had realized that Ahsha didn’t know what was happening. Not only was she about to be blindsided but he was going to be the one that had to tell her. Ahsha looked around the room and she saw that everyone knew something terrible she didn’t know.
“Ahsha Im sorry I”…. Derek held out his hands walking towards her
“Derek?” Ahsha said stepping back in confusion as her heart began to beat out of her chest. Derek was apologizing but she knew well enough not to accuse him of anything because she trusted her husband so it couldn’t be the obvious.“Derek, you’re scaring me…….. What happened?” Ahsha looked into his eyes. Derek was always so calm and always kept his composure so the fact that he looked worried about something terrified Ahsha of this unknown.
“Ahsha someone broke into our home.” Derek said giving Ahsha information little by little. Ahsha eyes widened and she clasped her mouth.
“Oh my gosh! Today? When you came home? Are you okay?” She rushed to him then looked around for any damage.
“Ahsha I’m fine and no it wasn’t today”. Derek continued. “Babe someone broke into our home while we weren’t here.”
“Derek as long as we’re fine material things can be replaced”. Ahsha looked at her husband.
“That’s the thing Ahs they didn’t take anything, but….”.
“But what?” Ahsha interrupted.
Ahsha they left something behind. That something being multiple hidden cameras. Whoever broke into our home has been watching us. Our every move and recording us”. Ahsha looked towards the living and saw what looked to be about five cameras scattered on the table the with ripped cords
“WHAT?! Ahsha said as she was trying to process what Derek just said. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN RECORDING US?” Ahsha said in a frantic voice now catching up to everyone’s urgency.
“Babe listen, whoever this is that broke into our home has leaked footage of us on the internet”. Ahsha’s heart now began to beat faster and she couldn’t control her tone.
“FOOTAGE OF WHAT DEREK?” She said hysterical.
“Ahsha calm down” Derek tried to touch her reasoning with her. Ahsha swiped his hand away.
“DEREK! What footage do they have?” Ahsha said her mood being taken over by many emotions. Derek hesitated then he finally realized that she needed the full truth.
“Baby they have footage of……. Everything”. When those words left Derek’s mouth Ahsha immediately felt sick.
“Everything?” Ahsha’s voice cracked looking into Derek’s eyes for confirmation.
“Yes” Derek said in a defeated tone.
“Oh my god” She said placing her hand over her chest. Ahsha walked over to the bar stool that sat infront of the island over their kitchen. The rooms was very still. Ahsha ran her hands throuh her hair to process her thoughts. Inside she wanted to hold on to the little ounce of hope that the situation wasnt that bad. She wanted to believe that they left their hardships in LA but her
gut was telling her that her lawyer wouldn’t be present right now if this wasn’t the worst case scenario. She sprang from the chair as she needed to see the footage with her own eyes. She rushed to go get her purse and Derek grabbed it before she could.
“Ahsha wait” Derek protested
“Derek show me the video” Ahsha said frustrated.
“Ahsha I don’t think you should see this right now” Derek barked trying to protect her.
“NO DEREK I WANNA SEE IT!!!!” Ahsha screamed as her voice cracked revealing the pain she felt inside. Derek was always very honest with her so the fact that he was trying to prevent her from seeing told her how bad it was. "SHOW ME RIGHT NOW”. She said desperately as a single tear fell from her eyes. In this moment Derek realized he could no longer protect her from the situation she was about to face and that hurt him more then anything. Even though they were going through this situation together he knew it would affect Ahsha in the worst way but she needed to know. Derek grabbed his iPad to reveal the truth to Ahsha. As she looked down onto the iPad Derek searched a popular social media profile called PalmTreeSHADE where it always uploaded all the latest gossip about celebrities. The first thing Ahsha saw was a headline that read “Racy Leaked Footage of Derek and Ahsha Roman has broken the internet. Is There A Sex Tape Press Play for Preview”. Derek opened the
video and what Ahsha saw next took her breath away. The first scene to pop up was of Ahsha sitting on the couch with her laptop answering emails wearing her grey and neon green legging with her matching spots bra. She had on her matching jacket and left it unzipped. Ahsha could tell that this was from mouths ago when she and Derek were still settling into their lives in Miami. Derek placed his key on the kitchen counter as he entered the couples home.
“Ahsha!” Derek yelled letting her know he was home. Derek appears in the frame with his athletic wear on as he just came back in from his afternoon jog.
“There’s my fine ass wife.” Derek cooed.
“Hey babe you just get back from your jog?” Derek picks her up from the couch and she wraps her legs around his waist and he place his hand comfortably under her butt.
“Yea the weather feels good out there”. Ahsha place a kiss on his lips.
“Eww babe I love you but you stink” Ahsha said feeling his skin still sticky from sweat. Derek through Ahsha over his shoulder cave man style.
“Well come on Mrs. Roman lets go get me cleaned up” Ahsha slapped her ass “And while you clean me up you can do that little thing I like”. Ahsha let out her raspy laugh and they are seen going upstairs. The footage fades into the next scene were Ahsha was in the kitchen making a meal before Derek arrives home from an away game. She was cooking her steamed zucchini on the stove and she had just finish sauteing her steak as she placed her phone on speaker to speak to her best friend Kyle who she missed terribly. They were doing some well needed catching up so
they had beem talking for hours,but the footage diplayed a very interesting part of their conversation.
“Kyle, Derek and I had our first taste of harmless trouble this weekend” Ahsha said giggled.
“Look at my Carebear taking Miami like a pro, Spill it. And you know I want all the details so don’t cheat me.”
“Well you know how it is when you’re still in the honeymoon phase. Derek and I were off for the weekend and we decided to go out for dinner. In which we got a little drunk and….
“AND!!! Kyles said excited.
"After dinner the night definatly got wild. When we got home we both were feeling our drinks and lets just say we used our entire house to release some drunk passion. But get this, you know we only have two other residence to live in the building. Two Italian brothers live on the first floor, an wealthy elderly lady on the second floor and we live in the penthouse. Each condo has two stories. Kyle we actually got a knock on the door from the police”.
"WHAT?! The police? For what?” Kyle asked shocked.
“The officer said he got a disturbing call from a tenant that was afraid because they thought someone was being abused in a fight upstairs.”
Kyle burst into loud laughter on the phone. “Oh My Gosh, Ahsha I am dying. How the hell did the old bag hear the two of you? Kyle was all over the place. “That a girl. You better be giving it to D-Ro” both of the women fell out in laughter.
“Kyle you should have seen the look on the mans face when he realized what was really happening. Then he had the nerve to say "Alright you two enjoy your evening”.
“Well did you?” Kyle questioned already knowing the answer
“Hell yes!! I can barley wear shorts to practice. I’ve been putting makeup over Derek’s love bites all week and I’ll be the first to say that their in some really provocative places.” Ahsha admitted. She heard the front door opening and she told Kyle she would call her back and the scene jumped into the next scene. Derek walked into in the couples bedroom from the bathroom with his towel around his waist as he sat on the bed to briefly speak with his agent on speaker.
Hey Derek great news, you are now the face of Men’s Sportwear Illustrated. They just teamed up with Nike and they want you D”
Damn man are you kidding me. I thought they were trying to go with Deon Lee for the next two years”.
Oh they were but they dropped that son of a bitch when they heard you were interested.They’re not gonna drop the news until early summer so we have to keep it tight but we’ve already closed the deal so its official. They’re even thinking about adding a sexy little workout shoot with you and Ahsha in the article”. Derek finishes
his conversation.The screen faded into the next scene and the footage went on. Ahsha had just come home from shopping on her off day to fine her husband but to her surprise Derek isn’t home. At first Ahsha doesn’t make a big deal about it and she took her bags into the bedroom. She is seen leaving the cameras eye view to go take a shower. She returns and she is seen in her new lingerie that she bought earlier. She would wear it under her dress tonight in hopes of she and Derek having a wonderful night that would end
explosive. She began to get ready for a night out. As she sits in front of her vanity to do her makeup she placed her phone on the counter putting it on speaker to calls Derek to see if he’s close.
“Hey Derek, where are you?”. Ahsha asked looking at her clock.
“Hey Ahs I went to meet with my agent to finalize a couple of deals then I met Shamar and Keith at the bar. We’re just having a couple of beers so I shouldn't be late coming in”.
“At the bar? Really? Are you joking right now?” Ahsha said pissed and Derek definitely didn’t miss it.
“No I’m not joking”. Derek said in a nonchalant tone. Did I miss something?”
“Derek tonight we were suppose to go to dinner and Angela invited us over afterwards”. Angela was one of the Blaze girls who was married. Derek had totally let dinner slip his mind.
"Ohh shit that was tonight? Damn it slipped my mind Ahs. I’m so sorry, let me make it up to you” Derek immediately stood up getting his wallet ready to leave.
“No no its fine I’ll just tell Angela something came up. We can do something another time.”. Ahsha said as she put her makeup brush down. She couldn’t believe Derek forgot. He was usually really good with these things and Ahsha wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt but lately Ahsha felt like he was being careless.
“Are you sure I can still make it home Ahsha.” Derek asked.
“Yea I’m sure” Ahsha said in a breathy voice clearly hurt.The screen now showed a very heated argument between Derek and Ahsha. The two are now standing in front of each other in their bedroom pissed off and hurt by each others words.
“Derek its not about this "one time”. You’re never home! All you do is practice, work out, have the guys over, attend meetings, go out with your teammates. I dont care that you’re out having a good time with them, I want that for you. But EVERY OTHER WEEKEND. What the hell? You act like you dont even have time for me. You spend more
time giving your focus to other things and you leave just a little for me. IM YOUR WIFE!!! Ive never been the women to run you down and blow you up but if you tell me you’re going to be home at a certain time then you need to be here or if something changes you need to tell me”
Ahsha yelled.
“Ahsha all I wanted to do is have some beers with the guys and I called you and told you I was on my way home. Just because I’m a little late now I gotta check in with you. Fuck That!” Ahsha pushed passed Derek.
“I never said you have to check in with me all I asked was that you let me know things if they change. Is that to much to ask for. Derek that’s what husbands do.”
“Oh so since I didn’t call you I’m not a good husband now?I told you! I was on my way home. I got here a hour later I already told you why I was late. What do you want me to do?” Derek said in a condescending tone. “You know what I’m going to bed I’m not arguing about this shit with you”!
“Derek lower your voice and you have one more time to curse at me before this turns all the way left.” Who the hell do I look like. I’m not your damn airhead basketball wife and you know that!“ Ahsha said now getting really heated.
“And I cant be told what to fucking do. You know that” Derek spat back. As he sat on the side of the bed taking his shoes off. At this point Ahsha had enough. She didn’t know what had gotten into her husband but she wasn’t having it. They never argued like this but when they did it was the worst because both of them could be a little headstrong. They were both strong individuals and it was hard when they both were at odds. Ahsha pointed to the door.
“YOU KNOW WHAT, GET THE HELL OUT!! I’m tired of hearing your rude ass mouth. Goodbye!” Derek needed to get away from this argument and quick because he knew both he and Ahsha had said things to both piss each other off. Right now it was not getting through to either of them. She felt her way he felt his. Derek got up from the bed and walked towards the door to leave.
“FINE! I HOPE IT FEELS GOOD SLEEPING IN THAT BED ALONE TONIGHT. YOU ASKED FOR THIS SHIT! Derek slams the door hard enough to break it but it doesn’t. Ahsha flinches at the niose and is obviously hurt.
All of a sudden the arguing stopped on the video and Ahsha heart was beating fast. She was on the verge of tears knowing that the world was seeing a very intimate moment between her and Derek that didn’t show them in the best light. She wanted to look away so badly but she couldn’t, she was stuck. The screen went black and all of a sudden Ahsha’s nightmare only got worst. No more footage came in but you could here her and Derek still talking. This time in a more calm manner. Now they both were
apologizing in a desperate way. Ahsha notice that this exchange was only two old and a recent one.
"Derek all I want is you. Nothing else. I married you, not this! None of this matters without you Im sorry”. Ahsha said breathing hard in tears.
"No….. Im sorry Ahsha. I should have came to you in a better way. You are the most important thing in my life, and I never want you to feel neglected.” Derek said in between pleading and kissing Ahsha’s lips.
“I know Derek and I sorry if you thought I was trying to tell you what to do” Ahsha said kissing him back desperately. Their breathing getting heavier.
“Ummm tell me what to do right now” Derek said in a tone laced with sex and desire.
“Never leave me in our bed alone. I didn’t mean to push you away” Ahsha pleaded.
You can never push me away, I’m not going anywhere. Remember For better or worst Mrs. Roman I’m sorry I love you” The sound of a rip was loud and clear and Ahsha didn’t need to see what was happening to realize that it was her panties
“UGHHAAA I love you toooo” Ahsha said letting out a moan. Now finally the audio was playing different scenes and sounds as if the footage was skipping around to different parts.
Sounds of kissing echoed in the couples home and the sounds of bodies crashing against the bed were heard.
“Ughhhh baby I love it when you use your tongue. YESSSS THAT FEELS SO GOOD!!! came Ahsha’s erotic moan
"Tell me where you want it” Derek’s voice sounded.
“Ummmmm Everywhere Daddy” Ahsha purred.“ARGGGHHHH Derek!!!!!
Come Here Women” Derek demanded suductivley. Don’t run now!
“DEREK YOU’RE DICK IS SO DEEP BAYYBEEE” Ahsha pleaded moaning.
“You fuckin like it” Derek cooed
“YESSSS!!! Daddy I dooooo. I love it” Ahsha said as if she was out of breath. Scenes changed and the head bored was heard banging against the wall.
“Ugh Ugh Ugh” sounds of Ahsha’s moans fade in again. Then a sound of a loud slap against flesh was heard.
“Fuck Ahsha” Derek coxed in a deep voice that rumbled in his chest from pleasure.
“Derek you’re gonna make me cum”! Ahsha moaned in a desperate tone as the bed began to knock against the wall harder and faster. “Alright you two enjoy your evening” said the police officer. The last thing hear is Ahsha cry out in ecstasy and blood red words flashes before her eyes. “LOVE,….PASSION,….WAR. Sex in “The Kingdom” Featuring the Royal Couple. Coming Soon”.
Ahsha mood was shattered and she was shaking. She could here her heart beating in her ears. She looked around the room and everyone was carefully awaiting her reaction. Tears started to well in the corner of her eyes. Her breath hitched as her eyes finally made it back to Derek.
“Ahsha talk to me” Derek moved in closer to her.
“Um Excuse me everyone”! Ahsha said quickly as her voice cracked. Before she could catch it she let out a loud cry full of agony and she ran off upstairs towards their master bedroom. Derek’s whole world crumbled around the sounds of his wife’s hurting response. Inside he was furious at the thought that someone would violate their security. If its one thing he vowed his self on was protecting his wife and someone was trying to get in his way. Right now he and Ahsha needed a private moment as they had shared enough with the class. Derek was pissed.
“Alright Everybody leave!” Derek spoke in a harsh tone.
“But Derek we need to discuss this as a team”. We need to find this person”. Derek’s attorney said nervously.
“NOW”! Derek barked not paying attention to anything they were saying right now he needed to go pick up the peaces with the women he would die for. They needed to be alone right now as their privacy was already invaded enough. Everyone scattered getting there things as they saw the look on Derek’s face and he wouldn’t tell them again. Right before their lawyer got to the door Derek grabbed his arm.
"Give me and hour and I’ll see what I can do but if I don’t call you I don’t want any fucking body knocking on my door” Derek stated clearly before he let Jeff's arm go.
“Yes Derek I understand”. After everyone exit Derek hurried upstair to find the women that controled his heartbeat. As he got closer to the bedroom he could here Ahsha heaving in their bathroom. She was frantic and couldnt control herself. As Derek waled into their master bathroom Ahsha had her hands placed on the counter with her head down crying. She couldnt bring herself to look into the mirror. Derek walked up behind her a strongly wrapped his arms around her waist. Her body tensed at his touch but she allowed her husband to embrace her. His grip was so strong. Ahsha turns around and wrapped her arms around his neck for dear life and cries into
his chest wetting his shirt. He holds her and right now this is the only place she feels safe but she is still devastated. She finally collapse into his arms and Derek brings them to the floor. Ahsha laid in his lap and sob.
“Ahsha….I am so sorry” Derek says in a breathy tone as you can barley here is voice. He was fighting back tears himself for his wife but he knew that in this moment he had to still fight to protect her.
“Derek how……how did this happen? I don’t understand”. Ahsha says through her tears.
Ahsha I don’t know, but I promise you that I wont rest until I find out who it is and I hope you’re nowhere around because I might kill this guy”. Derek admitted to his true anger.
Derek this could ruin us. Our careers, our reputations, everything we’ve worked for. I can only imagine what my mom and dad are thinking right now.” Ahsha cried “I just…..cant believe this”. Derek grabbed his wife and sat her up. He needed to talk her off the edge and this wasn’t about talking smooth or being charming this would be honest. Derek understood why Ahsha was so shaken up though. In reality a man could get away with anything. The media would just glorify Derek for being successful, the alpha male in his home and women would through their panties at him left and right because it was confirmed by Ahsha’s screams that he was sexing his wife
properly putting their curiosity to bed and other men would just applaud him. But on the other hand they would see Ahsha as the nagging wife, who fights with her husband over nothing, the controlling one. Most women would probably accuse her of being a whore even though she is only heard making love to her husband and the media would make a mockery of their marriage thinking that Ahsha allows other partners in their bed or whatever else they wanted to make up, creating lies that Derek is aggressive and she is weak. They would turn their marriage into some sexed crazed affair knowing that they’ve had the police to show up to their home because of wild
sex. Even though their relationship was so much more then solid then that and their love was stronger then sex could ever be the truth is the media wouldnt pay attention to the truth.
“Ahsha look at me. Look me right in my eyes baby. You think I would ever let that happen. Baby nothing can ruin us. We have made it through so many things this wont stop us. Im sure the media is having a field day with us right now but you’re forgetting one thing. Baby I got you and I got us. Im not saying this wont be hard but if its one thing I know is that we’re fighters and as long as we’re fighting together nothing can beat us.
"I really thought Miami would be different Derek.”
“I did too Ahsha but now that we’re in this we gotta face it. I know that you probably wanna run and hide right now, and apart of me wants to shelter you but baby we cant. Everything on that footage was a hundred percent us and we have to live in it. We’re sucessful, we’re happy, sometimes we fight like cats and dogs, we make love and on occasion or two we fuck like animals. Derek chuckled earning a soft laugh from his wife as well. “But the biggest truth about that video is that we love each other. Babe I know that something that precious shouldnt be shared with the world because people can make it into something ugly. Derek wiped away Ahsha’s tear away from her face. "But that’ll never change
that what we have is something special.”
Derek pulled Ahsha into him even further. Ahsha looked into Derek’s warm eyes and for the first time she felt calm because he was right. Ahsha gave Derek a weak smile because she could always count on him in he toughest times. Derek wasnt lying one bit and everything he was saying made complete since.
“You always know what to say” Ahsha said sniffling. “I know Ill feel better once I talk to my mom but I just cant face anyone right now.” Ahsha took a deep breath.
“Ahsha it’ll be fine” Derek said confidently. “No matter what your parents love you but most of all they know you. Trust me when I say they probably know something isn’t right”.
“Well Derek what’s our next step?” Ahsha looked to her husband for clarity. Derek kissed her on the side of her temple.
“We pickup the pieces together, talk with our lawyer and the detectives and find this son of a bitch” Derek stated.
“Derek promise me through this whole thing we’ll make sure that we’re okay and that our marriage is protected.”
“ I promise”. Derek declared confidently.
……………………..

After and hour of Derek helping Ahsha pull herself together everyone arrives back to their home. Ahsha and Derek took a seat on their couch very close together. Ahsha still visibly shaken curled herself into a ball and lays her head on Derek’s chest as he place a protecting arm around her. Before everyone entered Derek instructed that he and Ahsha speak with their lawyer first. As followed the first person to enter their home was their lawyer Jeffery Stokes. Jeff sat on the couch opposite of the couple.
“Hey Jeff” Derek said nodding his head towards their lawyer.
“Hey D, I know this inst easy and its about to get a lot tougher. The detectives we have here to help with your case are outside. Now being that the situation is sticky they’re gonna have to ask you guys some tough questions”.
"What kind of question Jeff?” Derek asked in a gaurded tone
Derek they can ask the two of you anything, I just want you to be ready and prepared. Although its for the better to get more information of building the case I’ll be here the entire interview and I’ll let you know whatever you dont want to answer you dont have to. I’ll also advise you both on what not to answer period. I just need to know that you both are ready for this”. Finished Jeff.
“You ready Mrs. Roman?“ Derek inquired rubbing the side of her shoulder. Ahsha instantly thought about those same words Derek asked her when they boarded the plane to Miami but this time she wasn’t so sure.
"Yeah” Ahsha responded looking upward trying not to cry again.
“Okay, we’re ready” confirmed Derek. Now the real questioning would begin.

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