you guys blow me away again

my mom's comments on every act 2 hamilton song
  • What'd I Miss: oh THIS is Thomas Jefferson!!
  • Cabinet Battle #1: "turn around bend over i'll show you where my shoe fits" still more civilized than the 2016 presidential debates though
  • Take A Break: philip grew up fast
  • Say No To This: how hot was this hamilton anyway (me: what why) a lot of people seem to be in love with him i'm just wondering
  • The Room Where It Happens: this must be your favorite song, because it's about wanting to be included
  • Schuyler Defeated: *hears first four notes* i thought we already heard this song
  • Cabinet Battle #2: i wish all debates were just rap battles
  • Washington on Your Side: the fast talking guy is back
  • One Last Time: did he die
  • I Know Him: is this the king again (me: yes) oh i thought he died or something
  • The Adams Administration: "sit down john you fat motha--" i thought he was friends with john though (me: nope wrong john)
  • We Know: "my god" is it weird that his voice is soothing to me
  • Hurricane: intense
  • The Reynolds Pamphlet: were the hamiltons like the kardashians
  • Burn: this is angelica right (me: no it's eliza) well the hamilton doesn't deserve her
  • Blow Us All Away: "How about when i get back we all strip down to our socks" I DONT LIKE THIS BOY
  • Stay Alive Reprise: oh no.
  • It's Quiet Uptown: i should be crying but it makes me wonder if i would be this sad if you died, and i don't know if i would be, so now i'm just guilty (me: oh my god)
  • The Election of 1800: "can we get back to politics please" i agree
  • Your Obedient Servant: this song is almost as passive aggressive as you are
  • Best of Wives and Best of Women: how did she forgive him
  • The World Was Wide Enough: "the world was wide enough for both hamilton and me" wow
  • Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story: if your father cheated on me and then wrote a song about it i probably would not do anything for him again
  • Conclusion: good music but i'm still not buying you tickets
That was anticlimactic

For context: We were playing lost mines, finally coming around to our last session. Earlier in the campaign, we made a bargain for an NPC’s (Gundren) life, in which he loses his tounge. We are now in the middle of a combat we don’t know is actually the final one.

DM: “Your crossbow bolt lands in blackspider’s eye with a splat, killing him. The spiders in the room curl up and die, and you see a door behind his chair.”

Me: :Let’s check it out"

In the room we found a bound up dwarf and some treasures. When we speak to him, our situation becomes readily apparent

Dm as Nundro: “Thank you travelers, I am Nundro rockseeker”

Me: “Didn’t we know a rockseeker?”

Nundro: “That would be my brother, he sent you here to save me, no?”

I proceed to blow up in laughter as the DM explains what happened. Because of our little deal, and then just sending Gundren away, we never should’ve found out about wave echo cave, but stumbled upon it through a series of luck rolls

DM (ooc): “So you basically stopped the bad guy, saved the town, and reunited the brothers all by chance, without actually knowing that any of these things existed.”

Nundro: “I will be glad to speak with my brother again.”

Druid: “I think you might find you’ll have trouble doing that anytime soon.”

overwatch starters

 i play to win.  
❝  this is my curse. ❞ 
❝  wait for me! ❞ 
❝  your mother would’ve been proud of you. ❞
❝  let us hope for a different outcome. ❞ 
❝  sorry it’s such a mess in here. i-i wasn’t expecting company. ❞
❝  this is going to make you feel better. ❞
❝  the true enemy of humanity is disorder. ❞ 
❝  a steady blade balances the soul. ❞ 
❝  this is just like old times. ❞ 
❝  even here i feel an outcast. ❞ 
❝  think you can do my job, do you… ❞
❝  all eyes on me! ❞ 
❝  ooh, this is my jam. ❞
❝  got your aim from your mom, i see. ❞
❝  i’ll feast on your soul. ❞ 
❝  cheers, love! the cavalry’s here! ❞ 
❝   our paths cross for now. as to the future, we shall see. ❞ 
❝   we could’ve built an empire together. ❞ 
❝   ah. just setting foot here sets my soul at ease. ❞ 
❝  this time, stay down. ❞ 
❝  can i get your autograph? ❞
❝  why are you so angry? ❞
❝  ever get that feeling of déjà vu? ❞ 
❝  i am a different man now. i am whole. ❞ 
❝  over my dead body. ❞ 
❝   i’m on top of the world! ❞
❝  i’m patched up. ❞ 
❝  kids today with techno music. you should enjoy the classics, like hasselhoff. ❞
❝   what’s wrong? don’t you recognize me? ❞ 
❝   aren’t you warm wearing all that? ❞ 
❝  can’t stop, won’t stop. ❞
❝  i’ll race ya! ❞
❝   mock death at your own peril. ❞ 
❝  this time, i will finish the job. ❞ 
❝  death is an illusion. ❞
❝  look at this team! we’re gonna do great. ❞
❝  i am beyond redemption. ❞
❝   it looks like we will be working together. ❞ 
❝   you’ve rescued me again. ❞ 
❝  i will not be defeated so easily. ❞
❝  treasure? s-sure, i don’t know anything you’re talking about. ❞ 
❝  so this is what has become of you? a pity.❞
❝  you’re so amazing! you inspire me. ❞ 
❝  i miss him greatly. ❞ 
❝  there is nowhere to hide. ❞ 
❝  whatcha’ lookin’ at? ❞ 
❝  woo, nothing’s gonna stop me. ❞
❝  that was your dream, not mine. ❞ 
❝  what you call freedom is an illusion that causes more harm than good. ❞ 
❝  hehe, there’s something on your dress.. ❞ 
❝  you have been judged! ❞
❝   i have the upper hand this time. ❞ 
❝  traitor! ❞
❝  you will never amount to anything! ❞
❝  i’ve got my eye on you. ❞
❝  lot of memories of this place. they weren’t all bad. ❞
❝  the heart of a man still beats inside of me. ❞ 
❝  stay out of trouble. ❞
❝  step into my parlor said the spider to the fly. ❞
❝  one shot, one kill. ❞
❝  don’t think i’m happy about that. ❞ 
❝  now this place? makes me wanna be an atheist. ❞
❝  our world is worth fighting for. ❞
❝  you haven’t aged a day. what’s your secret? ❞
❝  ooooh, shiny! ❞
❝  oh, did that sting? ❞
❝  heroes never die. ❞
❝  where does it hurt? ❞
❝  you’re just a no-good bully. ❞
❝  i’m a one-man apocalypse. ❞
❝  you should look somewhere else. ❞
❝  you said you would arm wrestle me. nervous? ❞
❝  i learned that from my brother. ❞ 
❝  i hope nobody saw that. ❞
❝  on a scale of one to ten, how is your pain? ❞
❝  i’m not a miracle worker. well… not always. ❞
❝  this was once my home. no longer. ❞
❝  sorry! sorry, i’m sorry. sorry. ❞
❝  i remember being here. it was good for my tan. ❞
❝  wish i’d practice my japanese more, konichiwa! ❞
❝  you need a time out. ❞ 
❝  you might not want to tell your friends about that. ❞
❝  guess we know who’s really on top, don’t we? ❞
❝  with every death, comes honor. with honor, redemption. ❞
❝  a punishment for your crimes. ❞ 
❝  i will be on my best behaviour. ❞
❝  you think there’s something worth stealing in that temple? ❞
❝  people should be free. ❞ 
❝  you were never my equal. ❞
❝  death walks among you. ❞ 
❝   last i checked, i didn’t ask for your opinion. ❞ 
❝   you can’t be serious. ❞ 
❝   they’re back. ❞ 
❝   armor? how positively primitive. ❞
❝   now this is my kinda city, everyone’s free to live as they choose. ❞
❝   you need a time out. ❞ 
❝   die! die! die! ❞ 
❝   to think i would have to work with a street ruffian. ❞ 
❝   death comes. ❞ 
❝   one of these days someone is gonna to put an end to you. ❞ 
❝   that which doesn’t kill you…makes you stronger.. ❞
❝   well. you sure take to this bad guy thing easily, don’t ya? ❞
❝   aren’t you supposed to be dead? ❞
❝  i’ll tell you my secret if you give me your coat. ❞
❝   sleep. ❞
❝  never liked you much. ❞
❝  never leave a teammate behind. ❞
❝  together we are strong. ❞
❝  you won’t get rid of me that easily. ❞
❝  i don’t even think children are afraid of you. ❞
❝  i taught you everything you know. ❞
❝  it’s hard to just sit around knowing there’s someone out there that needs to be blown up. ❞
❝  i’ll put an end to your sad story. ❞
❝  you havin’ trouble keeping up? ❞
❝  i have destroyed more of your kind than i can count. ❞
❝ it’s a perfect day for some mayhem. ❞
❝  we’re all soldiers now. ❞
❝  give me your best shot. ❞
❝   you knew exactly what were you doing. ❞
❝   knock me down, and i’ll keep getting back up. ❞
❝   you always did have a high opinion of yourself. ❞
❝   i’m not a young man anymore. ❞
❝  still trying to play hero? ❞
❝  i sometimes wonder if your height is why you’re always in such a bad mood. ❞
❝  this is no place for children. ❞
❝  the world could always use more heroes. ❞
❝  looked in a mirror lately? ❞
❝  Me one, bad guys zero. ❞
❝  i’m gonna have to shoot you down. ❞
❝  this old dog has learned a few tricks. ❞
❝  another one off the list. ❞
❝  i love your glasses, so cute! ❞
❝  if at first you don’t succeed…blow it up again! ❞
❝  that’s for my family back home! ❞
❝  i’ve got you in my sights. ❞
❝  i’m the one who does his job. i’m thinking… you’re the other one. ❞
❝   you weren’t given those guns to toss them away like trash. ❞
❝   i will protect the innocent. ❞ 

Gunshot (a sneak peek)

So… This was written way back in January (yikes), when I first started to write the mafia au fic 8 Days a Week and only @kawaiilo-ren and a couple other people have seen it. You might think you’ve seen it before, because Kait is a babe and she’s been drawing the amazing comic of this scene (and murdering me along the way). 

My plan was to keep this private until it was time to publish it on Ao3 but life is short and I actually like this. People will probably forget by the time it’s published there anyway, oops. 

Under the cut because it’s long. 

Hospital hall is looking cold and bleak under the fluorescent lights, like it did many hours ago. Yuri doesn’t remember how long it’s been since he left the building but coming back feels like returning from war, maybe. He doesn’t know what war feels like. It must be exhausting, if it resembles this even slightly. 

Ignoring his shaking hands is easy, as is turning a blind eye to his pulsating head ache. His body is crashing after riding through the adrenaline waves and he would kill for a nap; but that would make the list of things worth killing for longer and he isn’t sure if he is ready to deal with the paperwork. He isn’t ready to deal with anything yet, he just wants to return the weapon to its true owner and fall into a lifelong slumber.

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Dance For Me


Request: Can you do one where Shawn comes all the way from tour for you birthday and tells you that you are going to go on tour with him as his personal dancer ? Xx

Word Count: 1,813

A/N: I really hope you like this. 

Dance For Me

“That was so sick, for real tho!” Your friend said, giving you a high five.

“We killed it!” You said, clapping your hands.

You had been working on this choreography for so long, without getting it right, it had actually started to annoy you, but this time, this time, you both killed it.

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Day6 and first date headcanons


  • he’s a classic guy, let’s be honest
  • he takes you out for dinner and a movie
  • but it’s not formal
  • hell no, he takes you to see a comedy movie and then you’re out to fast food
  • classy right lmao
  • so ANYWAYS he picks you up and drives you to the theater
  • Sungjin does the full nine, popcorn, drinks, candies
  • during the movie, he laughs so hard he starts choking on his drink, which makes you laugh, which makes him laugh even harder ((it’s an endless cycle and you’re both dying))
  • when the movie ends, he grabs your hand and helps you out of your seat and to the car
  • he asks what your favorite fast food place is, and he happily drives you there
  • he buys you your favorite and you two tell stories as you eat
  • but you’re both careful not to laugh and choke again lol
  • after you’re both done eating, you just kinda drive around
  • it’s actually really nice, he’s blasting the radio and you’re both singing along and he’s blowing you away with his amazing voice
  • he’s the type of guy that you can talk to and never get bored
  • and he’s dancing and goofing off with the windows rolled down
  • when he finally drives you home, you’re both slow to say goodbye because you had so much fun
  • “today was really great”
  • “and um, I really wanna thank you for coming out with me”
  • “this has probably been one of the best first dates I’ve been on…”
  • “so is it okay if I ask for a second date?”


  • he’d wanna do something fun and casual so what better than a carnival
  • he’d probably try to show off a bit by trying to win the games but he lost 9/10 times bc those things are rigged yall don’t trust them
  • but he did somehow manage to win the game where you throw the baseball at the bottles
  • even he was surprised he won at first
  • but as soon as it sunk in, he played it cool, like he toooootally knew he was gonna win
  • you picked out a pink stuffed bear and wonpil thought you two looked so adorable together he had to take a picture
  • “it’s not my fault that you’re cute, Y/N”
  • but yeah you two are sharing cotton candy and acting super sweet
  • like honestly, my teeth are rotting as I type this, that’s how sweet
  • he’s such a gentleman, he’s helping you up and down stairs and opening doors for you and giving you 100% of his attention
  • you two decide to get on the carousel
  • which is all great until wonpil practically falls off the horse at the end of the ride
  • “it’s high up okay don’t tease me!”
  • and you just laughed and grabbed his hand and pulled him to the next ride
  • by the end of the day, you’ve been on so many rides together, you’re full of amazing food, and you have your little pink bear to cuddle
  • he walks you up to your door and grabs your hand
  • “thanks for an amazing date, Y/N”
  • “maybe… we can go on another one sometime soon?”
  • and all you can do is nod enthusiastically
  • gosh he’s so happy omg


  • he asked you to the park
  • honestly he had other plans for your first date, but it’s just so nice out that he can’t help himself
  • so you happily grab your stuff and go with him to the park
  • at first you’re just walking along the sidewalk, talking and giggling, until he drags you towards a hill
  • at the top of the hill, there are trashcan lids
  • at first, you’re confused. why are those there?
  • but then you see dowoon sitting on top of one and then you understand
  • you line your lid up with his, sit down, and get ready to race
  • “one, two…. GO!”
  • what a cheater, he didn’t even say three
  • and just like that, you push off, sliding down the hill, both of you laughing like crazy
  • of course Dowoon won, he cheated, after all
  • so you grab his hand and drag him back up the hill to go again
  • at first it was all about racing, but as time passed, it turned into just goofing off
  • you went down the hill backwards, he tried to go down while standing up ((but he fell off halfway down and rolled the rest of the way lmao))
  • and eventually, he sat you in his lap and you tried to go down together
  • it was a total flop, you flew off one way and he flew off the other
  • but it was so much fun
  • after that, he bought you something from a snack stand nearby
  • you walked together, telling stories and happily eating until you realized he had walked you all the way back home
  • you were sad that it was over for a minute before he looked up, blushing slightly
  • “is it okay if we do this again soon?”
  • hell yeah it’s okay
  • both of you are grinning like fools


  • when he asked you out, you had no idea where he was taking you
  • but when you pulled up, you weren’t surprised to see he took you to one of those restaurant/arcade places that has a buffet and a million games
  • this boy bought so many tokens that you were almost worried he blew all his money lmao
  • but as soon as he got the hundreds of tokens, he dragged you over to the games
  • Jae is amazing at skee ball
  • he’s a literal god
  • you turn around for 5 seconds and when you turn back he’s got a shit-eating grin on his face and an armful of tickets
  • you’re playing all sorts of games and it’s all sunshine and rainbows until
  • “I bet I can beat you at air hockey”
  • exCUSE
  • so you take him up on his challenge
  • it’s the most extra thing lmao you’re both getting stares from everyone around you because you’re roasting the hell out of each other while you’re playing
  • “learn how to hit the puck!”
  • “learn how to hit it back!”
  • you’re both children honestly
  • by the time you’re both too tired to play any more games, you both have a bunch of tickets
  • you tell Jae you’re hungry and he grabs your hand without hesitation and drags you to get pizza
  • he’s the type of guy that you literally can’t feel uncomfortable with, he’s cracking jokes and telling you all kinds of stories
  • when you’re done, you stand up and race him to the ticket counting machine
  • you got exactly 1 more ticket than him lmao he’s a sore loser and pouts all the way to the gift counter
  • you spot a giant stuffed chicken on the top shelf but you don’t have enough tickets for it
  • you don’t even ask but Jae is handing all his tickets to the clerk, and combined, you have just enough to get it
  • the drive back to your house is filled with laughter
  • before you get out of the car, he stops you
  • “Y/N, I had a lot of fun today”
  • “and I was thinking,”
  • “maybe we could do this again in the near future?”

Young K

  • what’s fun and exciting?
  • roller blading obviously
  • so that’s what he takes you to do for your first date
  • now, you’re a bit hesitant
  • because roller blading is hard okay
  • plenty of opportunities to embarrass yourself lmao thanks Brian Young K
  • but he’s really sweet, he gets your skates for you and helps you lace them up and everything
  • what a gent amirite
  • you get out onto the rink
  • and you fall instantly
  • like complete wipeout
  • and this little sweet, adorable, perfect man is sitting there laughing his ass off ((how rude))
  • so when he reaches down to help you up, you yank him down so that you’re both on the floor
  • “that’s not nice!”
  • “then don’t laugh at me!”
  • of course, he’s still laughing while you both sit there on the ground looking stupid
  • finally, he gets up and pulls you up with him
  • you almost fall again, but he grabs your hands and grins
  • you’re skating super slow, scared to slip and there are kids literally going circles around you two lmao
  • Young K would completely focus on helping you feel comfortable and get going
  • and after a little while, you’re skating side by side
  • “wanna race?”
  • you were unsure at first, but then decided why not?
  • so you both grab the wall and wait for him to count down
  • “three, two, one, GO!”
  • and you’re both pushing off and racing across the rink
  • you run into the wall and then notice that Young K isn’t there
  • you beat him omg
  • when he gets to you he’s cheering and hugging you and it’s so cute
  • he takes you home and is shyly rubbing the back of his neck
  • “hey, Y/N”
  • “will you go out with me again soon?”

anonymous asked:

of submissions, do you only choose the ones you find plausible and enjoy to post? to me it seems a bit tiring to go through every single one bc you must get,,, so many.

no see the thing is when i say i’m having a lot of fun with this, i straight up mean that i read literally everything sent to me. and usually i’m beaming like an idiot while i do so. i really, honestly, wholeheartedly enjoy it!

to date, i’ve q’d or already posted every single submission i’ve had time to read so far. the only circumstances in which I wouldn’t post something would be if it’s illegibly written or if I deem it to be harmful/hateful/offensive. and thus far, I haven’t come across a single story i don’t want to also share with you guys, because like i keep saying, the things that are submitted genuinely blow me away with their quality and their grace, even in more unsavory matters.

and just to make sure you all know - i’d never not post a story just because i didn’t personally enjoy it. it’s true some stories click with me more than others - it’s inevitable, when you look at the sheer range of types of stories and styles of writing! but those same stories have been greeted really really enthusiastically by other people, because again it’s such a wide range of stories! and a whole lot of people reading it! it’s what I love about what EU is becoming, which is why i’m having this blog be a big catch-all collection of all this EU stuff, rather than a carefully curated and gatekept selection of what I personally enjoy. it feels more right. 

(it’s def a bunch though! a good day is when i can get my EU inbox down to about 500 hahaha)

Stiles Imagine- You’re cute

Okay, but dating Stiles would automatically give him permission to annoy the hell out of you in class. He would sit behind you just so he could constantly poke you and talk to you about nonsense. You would normally get in trouble by some teacher.

331 Words

You sat in your seat copying down some notes from the board with a bored expression. Finstock rambled on about something while glaring at Greenburg the whole time. Why is he always so mad at him?

Groaning, you slammed your head into the desk. While laying there you felt a soft poke on the side of your face. 

“Hey. Hey Y/N” you heard Stiles as he continued to poke the side of your face.

You only groaned in response. He continued to poke all over your cheek with a goofy expression on his face. You lifted your head to glare at him. 

“What Stiles?”

He giggled, literally freaking giggled, before going “you’re really cute”

You rose your eyebrows slightly while looking at him confused.


“You’re really cute,” he said resting his head on his palm.

You rolled your eyes before turning towards the board.

Stiles frowned before poking your face again.

“Stiles, are you high?” You questioned as he continued his actions.

“I don’t think so.”

You looked at him before swatting his hand away. You glared at him and he smiled cheekily.

Scott leant forward so he was in between you two.

“Guys, you’re being really cute and all, but I suggest you stop before Coach blows a fuse.”

“It’s his fault,” you whisper yelled at Scott.

Stiles gasped playfully before grabbing his chest and acting offended.

“M’lady, how dare you?”

“Stiles if you poke me one more time, I’m yelling.” You said stopping his hand from moving any closer.

“You wouldn’t dare.” he said as his hand inched closer.

“Watch me,” you whispered as his finger poked your cheek.

“Coach! Coach! Stiles won’t stop poking me and I’m trying to listen to your lesson. I think my education is at stake right now!” You yelled really loudly attracting his attention.

Stiles jumped as you yelled and his cheeks became bright pink.

“Stilinski! Out now!”

You giggled as you watched Stiles stand up.

“Thanks so much, babe.”

“You’re welcome!”

Rookie - Dylan Larkin

Requested by anon: ok pleaseeee write a dylan larkin smut where he gets jealous of if you don’t do smut just make it him getting really jealous ?!?!?

Word Count: 1630
Team: Detroit Red Wings
Warnings: Cussing, anger, jealousy

Two in only a few hours?! Whaaaat? So, I don’t really write smut, sorry anon, but I had a lot of fun with this one, so thank you! I wanted to make this unique and I haven’t seen many about the All-Star Weekends (And I was just watching All-Star Weekend videos so that was the inspiration) but I really love this one and I hope you all do too! ((ALSO, I wanted to use a gif from the weekend but it was over a year ago and I love this one too much because his smile even though it’s not really a smiley imagine, so sorry not sorry)). (((And SURPRISE, extra player mentioned yeee))).

“Babe, which tie should I wear today?” you heard from the room as you put on your makeup in the bathroom. You were both getting ready for a long first day at the NHL All-Stars Weekend in Nashville. You knew that Dylan was excited but also extremely nervous. You walked out to look at the selection of ties that he had brought along.

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anonymous asked:

#33 & #37 for Josh, pretty please...! 💖💖💖

33. “Close your eyes and hold out your hands.”
37. “Can I kiss you?”

I have no words to describe just exactly how I was feeling, honestly I was feeling all kinds of emotions right now, a combination of butterflies, happiness, nausea, excitment, all of those were stirring up inside of me right now. And seriously if only you could see my face right now, you would feel everything that I’m feeling. Tonight I had my first date with Josh Dun, a guy that I’ve been liking for a really long time ever since I was hired as their manager’s assistant I guess you can say.
From the first day of my job I never ever thought I would even get to meet him and Tyler let alone be dating one of them. I actually had a crush on both beautiful boys to be truthful, but something about Josh in particular really stole my heart, and apparently I must’ve stolen his because here we are, enjoying the rest of an amazing evening together.

Things were a little quiet between us as he walked me home, I don’t know if it was either because he was shy or I was shy, but I figured that it was most likely me, and since things were silent as hell I think the beating of my heart could be heard in the night air.

“So um, what’s it like being an assistant?” He asked, breaking the awkward silence.
He has already actually asked me about this when we sat down to eat but I guess he forgot, that’s pretty adorable…

“It’s pretty cool, I mean Michael is a pretty chill dude so, I guess I got lucky that he’s not so strict with me, less stress, and he pays good money too.”

“Oh yeah? That’s cool, very cool actually.”

“Yeah…” Was all I could respond with, followed by another one of my stupid shy smiles that seemed to be the millionth one I’ve shown tonight…

Things got a little quiet between us again, but it wasn’t going to be like that for much longer, I didn’t want Josh thinking that I wasn’t talkative person or that I wasn’t really into him like I have made obvious before…

“Oh hey you never told me about how you got into drums, cause honestly the way you play them really blows me away.” I smiled, that topic seemed to lighten up the mood a lot, because when he started telling me about it it seemed like he could go on and on, which I found to be adorable once again because he was just so passionate about this instrument, it’s like he was born with drumsticks already in his hands.
Overall it lead us to talk a lot more just like it was in the beginning of our date, we were now laughing and literally getting into all kinds of stupid subjects. Being around this guy really made me feel a lot more young, it’s awesome.

“You know maybe you can teach me how to play drums one day?” I said, grinning brightly. He grinned as well, that cute face of his lighting up even more than before…

“I would love to teach you. Whenever you want to start I’m down.”


“(Y/N)?” He called out, his tone sounding a bit nervous, making me turn my head to face him. I raised my brows to signal him to tell me what was on his mind.

“I uh…just…close your eyes and hold out your hands.

I couldn’t help but smile but I shook my head at him, “Joshua come on, don’t tell me you got me a present because honestly you didn’t have to.” He nodded understanding but then he also shook his head at me.

“I know that, I know you’re not a materialistic girl but I wanted to give you something special anyway. So go on now.” He chuckled, and I hesitated but I did what I was told. The next thing I knew I felt what sounded like a chain fall on my palms.
Joshua told me to open my eyes and when I did I was in complete awe when I caught sight of a beautiful, sparkling, blue diamond heart shaped necklace. It absolutely glittered whenever the moon light hit it and I was just so in love, but still he shouldn’t have troubled himself.

“Oh my God…oh my goodness this is so precious…”

“You like it?” He eagerly asked with his usual cute smile.

“I love it Josh…like I said you seriously didn’t have to but thank you so much. It’s beautiful. You know now that I look at it more it reminds me of the heart of the ocean necklace from titanic.” I giggled.

“I know that’s why I got it. Michael told me that was your favourite movie so I figured..” He tells me with a shrug. My mouth fell open and I gave him the biggest hug I could give, wrapping my arms tightly around his shoulders. Good God he smells so fucking good, and his strong arms are so securely around my waist, I could honestly say that I felt so safe with him. Also I could be in these loving arms forever.

“May I?” Josh inquired, I nodded in reply and lifted my hair turning my back to him, then he went ahead and hooked the radiant piece of jewelry around my neck.
I felt my heart beating faster than ever against my chest when held me so closely from behind, zero space between my back and his broad chest…

“You know (Y/N)…I’m really really happy I finally grew the balls to ask you out on a date…I had the best time of my life.”

“Awwww Josh, I’m happy I went out with you too, you’re such a sweetheart, I always knew it from the moment I met you guys through Michael.” I say.
I could easily sense some sort of hesitation comming from him, I could hear his lips parting to say something else to me but it was like something caught his tongue everytime he tried, so I placed my hand on top of his and turned to face him once again, with his fingers interwining with my own..

“What is it?…”

“Hm I uhhh….Can I kiss you?…” He nervously asked in a gentle whisper.

My bottom lip was taken in between my teeth, now I felt like I was gonna have a heart attack, but my lips had a mind of their own…because in the blink of an eye…I kissed him, I kissed him passionately and he treated my lips gently, softly, he was hands down the best kisser I’ve ever had in my life…
There was definately a fire inside of me, it was such a spark that I never experienced before and it was magical, that’s the only way to really describe it.
I can tell that neither of us wanted the kiss to end, but we still had to walk a few blocks before reaching my house so we had to.
Then the rest of the way was even more pleasant than before, this time we held each other’s hand and he gave me one last sweet kiss before leaving my doorstep.

I leaned against the door when I closed it with my face heated up and my fingers tracing my bottom lip, this was surely the beginning of something special between Joshua and I. Man, when I get back to work on Monday…it is truly going to be interesting.



taehyung: ok how far do u think i have to throw this wad of paper for it to land in her hair and for her to notice *attempts to throw piece of paper at you that has his confession in it*

jungkook: *holding 3223 notecards* a-are you an ang-gel bec-cause you *shuffles notecards* a-are…ee *drops notecards on the floor* yOU’RE JUST REALLY PRETTY OKAY BYE *dashes off and hides somewhere*

yoongi: i GOT this guys *shrugs coolly and walks up to u* “what’s up, yoongi?” “fuck.” *him nervously patting his hands on his pants and looking away and trying not to blush* ugh flustered yoongi will be the death of me “i like u” UGH HE HAS THAT LOOK ON HIS FACE LIKE SO SOFT AND SQUISHY AND OML HELP 

hoseok: *doing extremely awkward moves because he’s nervous* “hoseok r u ok” “yeah, yeah” *being super boyish and blowing up his cheeks trying to calm down to confess* “are you sure…” “yeS OKAY I JUST LIKE YOU.” then u looking shocked and him whispering “i like u” again anD UGH 

namjoon: “r u the square root of 2 because i feel irrational around u” u screaming at him for being so cheesy “no y/n i was sERIOus” “wait what” “i like u??” u getting shy and screaming internally because he’s actually looking at you with suPER LOVING EYES WHICH IS NOT OK NOT NOT OK

seokjin: taking u up to the rooftop and having lunch with you while looking at the sky and confessing to you gently and romantically leaVING YOU SPEECHLESS LIKE IS THIS A MOVIE ?? 

jimin: taking 3 years to talk to you at least once but his hyungs forced him to go up to you *awkwardly walking up to you while biting his lip cutely* “sooo y/n how’s the weather?” (hyungs hissing at him from behind) “it’s nice” “okAY SO I ACTUALLY REALLY LIKE YOU” *talks faster than yoongi’s raps then runs away* 


This is a translation of the Drama CD that came with the limited edition of SHOW MUST GO ON!! by Fourpe/UraShimaSakataSen

This took a long time because of the RPG terms, how long the audio track was and fastpacedspeakingwhydotheytalksofast but I’m finally done! Thank you for waiting! As usual, please message me any corrections you find!

U: The era of great adventures. It dates back 100 years.

Sa: At the sound of thunder, monsters appear, preying on those lost on their journeys from the continent

Shi: However, at the time there was a warrior going by the name of a hero. He slayed many monsters.

Sen: And so the hero said “I will defeat the Demon King who disturbs this land, and bring back the Demon King’s treasure, with heroes I have yet to find.”

U: 100 years later to this day, countless heroes roam the lands. This is the record of our great adventure. Hero, Urata.

Sa: Battle Master, Sakata.

Shi: Sorceror, Shima.

Sen: Fortune teller, Senra. The four of us join as a party, and go on this great adventure to find the Demon King’s treasure.

U: Even though this is our first go..

Keep reading


You arrived at the studio before Norman and were introduced to the photographer and set assistants.
“Now don’t be nervous, this will be fun I promise!” The photographer tries to put you at ease. “Let’s take some photos now without Norman and get you used to it.”
This was your first photo shoot that wasn’t to do with the walking dead, and you had both been chosen to do a set of photos for a small fashion campaign. You weren’t ‘model-looking’, but this was about every body shape and several other shows had gotten involved too. Norman had done this kind of thing before which made you even more nervous about the day, as you had no idea what to do.
“Okay, what you’re wearing is great for the warm up shots, just stand over there and do your thing.”
You position yourself in front of the white backdrop in your black boots, black jeans, black top and long black coat. You didn’t intentionally wear all black, but it was a happy accident. It was your favourite coat, feeling like you were wearing a long cape when you swished it around.
“What’s your favourite music?” The photographer asks, handing you his phone with Spotify on the screen. You find a country music playlist and as it starts playing you hand the phone back and start moving around.
“I’m a country girl at heart!” You say over the music. You flick your coat and smile as your favourite song starts playing. The photographer snaps away as you do this and you don’t even notice Norman’s arrival and him standing there staring at you. After a few minutes he speaks.
“You’re a natural (Y/N)! You look beautiful like that,” he shouts over the music. You look up at him shocked, then blush and look down at your boots. The camera flashes one last time and you exit with the stylist to get changed into your first outfit. You walk past Norman and he reaches out and squeezes your hand as you do. Your eyes meet his and you smile up at him then carry on walking.
“I don’t think I can get away with this,” you say looking in the mirror at the mini dress you’re wearing.
“Of course you can! You look hot! It shows off your curves and tattoos perfectly, this is why it was chosen for you,” the stylist explains.
“Hmm, it does show off my thigh tatts pretty well. Is it too tight though?” You ask, patting your belly.
“Don’t be silly, I bet Norman will love it, you’ll see!” She winks. “Now come on, he’s waiting for you!”
You walk out in chunky heeled ankle boots and your mini dress, pulling it down as you take each step. Looking up at Norman you see his mouth open slightly and he licks his lips as he looks you up and down.
“Damn girl. Damn,” he whispers as you get to him. He’s dressed in a smart suit and you go weak at the knees at the sight of him.
“Not so bad yourself,” you nod at him.
The photographer then gets you in position, Norman’s arm around your waist resting on your hip, you’re side on with one hand on his chest and one on his back and your head on his shoulder looking at the camera.
“Perfect!” The photographer says snapping away at you both. Norman turns to you and moves you in front of him so that you’re head on to the camera. He slides his hands around you to rest on your stomach and leans his head on your shoulder.
“Lean back, look as if you’re whispering to me, put one hand on mine and the other up around my neck,” he whispers into your ear. You do as he says, your lips millimetres from his cheek and the photographer loves it.
“Amazing! This is great!” He beams from behind the lense. “Right, think we’re done with this set, onto the next outfits please.”
Norman lets go of you, his hands slipping down your thighs as he does so. You bring your hand down from his neck, brushing his chest, then walk away with a flushed face.
“Wow, that looked so good,” the stylist gushes as you get back to the dressing room. “Norman could not take his eyes off you.”
“Ha, probably making sure I don’t trip up or make a fool of myself! I’m definitely known as the clumsy one on set,” you laugh.
“It was way more than that if you ask me,” she smirks.
Once you’d changed, you looked in the mirror and liked how this floor length gown looked on you, cinching your waist in and accentuating your chest. You walk out with confidence this time, heading straight for Norman, his eyes fixed on your body.
“I really like this one,” you say excitedly when you get to him.
“Yeah, same here.”
He takes your hands and pulls you into a dancing pose, placing your hand on his shoulder, his arm around your waist and your interlinked fingers up by his chest. His eyes stare into yours as you both sway to non existent music. Your stomach is in knots and he lets go to spin you round. The room is completely silent as he does this, needing no prompting at all and you completely forget this is all being photographed.
“Guys that was fantastic. Time for the last outfits already. You’re both naturals!” The photographer smiles. You both break away reluctantly and go back to your dressing rooms. Norman picks up his phone and calls Andy quickly.
“Hey Norman, how’s the shoot going?”
“Man, I’m gonna blow it. This is killing me, I’ve gotta tell her.”
“Then do it! Everyone can see you’re crazy about each other. Don’t call me again until you’ve told her okay?” He demands.
“Haha, okay man, deal. Wish me luck.”
“You won’t need it, trust me. Speak to you later.”
Norman ends the call and gets changed. It’s a casual outfit with jeans and a slightly unbuttoned checked shirt with biker boots. You’re in black denim shorts, a baggy muscle vest and cowboy boots which you adore. This outfit is by far your favourite and you feel so comfortable in it. You walk out the same time as Norman and he smiles at you, knowing you’d love the clothes.
“Aren’t those your own clothes?” Norman teases.
“I wish! I’m gonna have to buy these boots for sure,” you laugh.
“They look great on you,” he says sincerely, looking down at your legs. You smile and blush.
“Okay, last one then you’re free to go guys. Get over there and lets get going!” The photographer claps.
You both get in front of the camera and Norman gets you to sit on the floor in front of him as he stands casually against the wall. He helps you up after the first few shots then you both look at each other and laugh as the camera clicks away. For the last few photos he pulls you into his side then sweeps your legs up so he’s carrying you bridal style. You instantly put your arms around his neck to balance yourself and bury your head into his neck in embarrassment.
“Excellent! Right guys, that’s a wrap, thanks so much for doing this, you’ve both been great,” the photographer says, shaking both your hands. You say your goodbyes to everyone and go off to change. When you come out of your dressing room with your bag Norman’s standing there waiting for you.
“Want a lift?” He asks.
“Okay, yeah that’d be great, thanks.”
You head down to his car and he takes your bag to put in the boot. You get in the passenger side and he jumps in the drivers seat.
“Oh, by the way, got you this,” he says, reaching to the back seat and pulling a large bag through the gap. He rests it on your lap and you peek inside. You see a box and open the lid just enough to see the boots you were wearing earlier.
“Norman! You shouldn’t have! Thank you so much,” you gush, flinging your arms around him in the cramped car.
“I want my woman to have everything she wants,” he sighs next to your cheek. Suddenly he realises the words that have just left his mouth and he jumps back letting go of you. “Anyway, lets go. Getting late,” he rambles, putting on his belt and starting the engine. You snap yours into position after putting the bag down and look over at him as he drives. The ride is silent and when you get to your apartment he looks straight ahead instead of at you.
“Norman, do you want to come up and have dinner?” You ask as you’re about to open the door. He doesn’t expect this after what he said, but turns to you and shyly looks up at you through his hair.
“Yeah, that’d be good,” he softly answers.
You get out and head round to the boot to get your bag.
“I’ve got it, don’t worry,” he says, taking your bags from you.
“Thanks. I can’t promise a home cooked meal as I’m pretty sure there’s nothing in my fridge, but we can get take out if you want?”
“Sounds perfect.”
You get up to your apartment and open the door for him to go through. He’s been here plenty of times before so knows his way around and puts your bags in the bedroom. He notices a small photo on your bedside table that he swears wasn’t there last time he came over. He picks it up and studies it, it’s of you and him on set dresses as your characters in the lunch tent. You’re pulling silly faces at the camera and Norman lets out a small chuckle as he remembers the moment.
“What are you laughing about?” You ask from the doorway.
“This photo, was remembering the day it was took. Didn’t know you had a copy.”
“Yeah, Andy gave it to me as a birthday present. I love it.” You smile.
“(Y/N),” Norman turns to you with a serious look on his face, “I don’t want to overstep a line or anything, but I just want you to know that I really like you. I’ve really fallen for you and I just wanted to put it out there because I’ve been holding onto this for so long and see if there’s the smallest chance you feel the same.”
Your mouth falls open a little, shocked that he felt what you felt about him.
“There’s a pretty big chance I feel the same actually. Like, 99.999% chance.”
“Not 100%?” He pouts playfully.
“I could maybe stretch to 100.” You smirk.
“So what now?” He asks nervously.
“I’m still hungry, so get some dinner and watch a film maybe?”
“I was thinking exactly the same thing.”
You go back into the kitchen and look through the menus you have in a drawer and he rings up and orders your food. You’re looking in your DVD cabinet for a film and Norman comes up behind you and reaches around you to pick up his film Air.
“So, you a fan of this Norman guy?”
“Hmm, he’s a good actor, but to be honest I’m not listening to anything he says.”
“Oh really? Just a bit of eye candy for you then?”
“Yeah, can’t lie!”
You both start laughing and he takes your face in his hands then kisses you deeply.
“You’re so beautiful when you smile.” He sighs when he breaks the kiss. Your face turns red and you look away trying to think of what to say.
“I think I love you.” As soon as those words leave your mouth you break away from him in embarrassment. “I mean, I didn’t mean to-” you’re interrupted by the doorbell ringing. You rush over to answer it, take the food and start unpacking it in the kitchen.
“This was yours right?” You ask Norman, not lifting your eyes from the parcels.
“Yeah I think so.” He purposely puts his hand on yours as you slide it over to him. “I love you too.” He says as you finally look up and make eye contact with him. You smile at him and he nods, “I really do you know.”


Just Say Sorry

Sidney Crosby Imagine 

Written by Lynella

 Requested by anonymous

- Sidney Crosby emerge he does something that really hurts you and he leaves on a road trip and you don’t answer his calls or facetime or texts during the whole road trip and when he comes back he thinks that he’s lost you but your still at home… And you guys have a mini fight and then makeup


Sidney forgot. Well actually he blew off the plans we made with my parents for dinner, to make it worse he went out with the team and hadn’t come home yet.

I was sitting down on the couch watching tv, attempting to distract myself from my anger. I finally heard the front door open.

“Y/N, I’m home! Well only for a little before we head off to Toronto.”

I crossed my arms and didn’t budge, I was so sick and tired of him blowing me off for his friends.

Sidney walked into the living room, oblivious to my feelings.

“Gheez, what’s wrong with you?”

“Are you serious Sidney!? What’s wrong with me is that you blew off dinner with my parents again!?!”

Sidney looked confused for a second then it clicked,

“Y/N I’m sorry, it’s just the guys-”

“Yeah, I’ve already heard it! It’s always your teammates before me isn’t it?!”

Sidney rolled his eyes and walked away,

“Not this again.”

I got up to follow him,

“Yes this ‘again’, because you fail to realize how it effects me!”

Sidney went to our bedroom to go and pack,

“You know my world doesn’t revolve around you, right?”

I laughed,

“I know that, but we’re dating. All I ask is for you to be a little considerate.”

Sidney closed his suitcase and turned to look at me,

“I don’t have time for your childish drama Y/N, I have to go.”

Sidney walked out of the bedroom and put his bags by the door, I didn’t bother to keep arguing with him because whatever I said would fall on deaf ears.

“Fine. Have a great trip.”

Sidney leaned in for a kiss but I just turned around and went back to my seat on the couch. If he wanted me to act childish, I would. I heard the door slam shut. This fight was far from over.
- - - - - - -

Two days had passed. Sidney kept trying to call me and FaceTime me but I ignored him. He could suffer until he got back home, which wouldn’t be long since the trip was only three days.

I watched the game, they won. Even though Sidney was playing like shit. Did our fight effect him that badly? Or was it because I wouldn’t talk to him?

I was a stubborn girl and he knew that, I never yielded for anyone, not even for Sidney and his sparkly brown eyes.

I missed him though, regardless of what happened between us. I still loved him.

Sid’s POV

She wouldn’t answer my damn calls.
When Y/N is mad at you, you can feel it even if you’re not in her presence.

“Sid? You look anxious, you okay?”

Beau snapped me out of my thoughts,

“Uh yeah, I’m fine.”

Geno piped up,

“Sid you no okay, you distracted whole time. You fight with Y/N?”

I sighed, the boys always knew when we were fighting.

“Yeah, she got mad because I blew off dinner with her parents for you guys and we got into a fight, it was a mess.”

Beau and Geno exchanged looks and shook their heads,

“Good! If I her I be mad too!”

Beau didn’t bother to say anything because it was probably the exact same thing Geno said.

“I can’t just flop on you guys for her!?”

“Why not? I do for my girl why can’t you? I’m surprised she with you two years, in relationship you make sacrifice. Not all time, but for one dinner? Yes.”


“She make sacrifice for you, no?”

I was taken back to all the things Y/N had given up for me. All the games she came to when she made plans with friends, all the parties and ceremonies she went to instead of relaxing in bed. When I needed her she was there.

“Fuck, Geno I fucked up big time.”

“You make it right when we get back.”

I tried calling Y/N again, no answer.

“That is if she’s even there when I get home! What if she left me?”

I never cried in front of anyone but I felt like I was about to,

“Then you learn hard way.”

Sidney was finally coming home. I was nervous, I didn’t know what to expect when he got home.

I tried to not let it get to me, I went along with my daily routines. No sense in laying around waiting for him to come come.

When I’m stressed, I clean. I had cleaned the whole house except for the kitchen and our bedroom. I decided to go and clean our bedroom since I would be cooking later anyway.

Our room was kind of clean, my things were always neat and put away while his were kind of all over the place. But I understood, he was always in and out of the house, and I was lucky to have him to myself for a day so why waste time cleaning.

I was folding up clothes and putting them away, I was so distracted by my current task that I didn’t hear the front door open. I also didn’t hear him coming up the stairs.


I jumped and screamed, I turned around and it was Sidney

“God, Sid don’t scare me like that.”

I turned back to what I was doing,

“I thought you left me.”

I quickly turned back to face him,


He huffed and crossed his arms,

“You wouldn’t answer any of my calls or face time me or anything!”

I scoffed,

“And your point is?”

“Really Y/N?! My point is that you didn’t consider my feel-”

Sidney stopped mid sentence, I smirked

“I didn’t stop to consider what? Hmm? Don’t like it when the tables are turned do you?”

“I didn’t know this was how you felt, I’m so sorry baby.”

I turned back to fold clothes, I felt his arms wrap around my waist.

“Y/N, I’m sorry I’ve been so inconsiderate about your feelings. I’ve truly been an asshole but I promise to do better because I don’t want to lose you.”

I smiled, I turned around in his arms and reached up to kiss him.

“I forgive you,”

Sidney smiled and let go of me, he started to fold the clothes for me.

“I’ll finish this, you go and shower.”


“Because I’m taking you out to dinner.”

I excitedly went to go get ready, Sidney sure knew how to apologize.

brothers best friend

When you had got accepted into the art school of your dreams out in California, you couldn’t have been happier. After you graduated high school, you took a year off to travel, and you loved it. Australia was probably your favorite place that you went, you fell in love with the street art you saw down there, and it had definitely inspired you.

When you got home from your trip, you were ecstatic that you got accepted, and you couldn’t wait to move out to LA, and your brother lived out there, along with a few friends you had known through him. You guys were really close for being brother and sister, so when he had moved out to LA nearly 2 years ago, you still talked all the time, facetiming, texting, and he’d always call you too.

So when you told him you got into your dream school he was the first person you called, and he was so excited, he offered you to live with him out there, since he lived with a few of his friends, but ‘there’s always room for family’ so you couldn’t refuse.

You smiled when you got off the plane, seeing your brother standing in the middle of the airport with a few of his friends. You got so excited, I mean, you haven’t seen him in 2 and a half years, so you ran to him, jumping into his arms, because you really did love your older brother, and you had missed him so much.

“hey” he laughed, hugging you but then setting you down and looking at you.

“hey?” you scoffed playfully. “I haven’t seen you in nearly 3 years Nate and all I get is a hey?” you teased.

“shuddup” he laughed, throwing his arms around you and pulling you in and ruffling your hair playfully. You wiggled out of his arms and fixed your hair and looked at his friends beside him. 

“(y/n) you remember Sammy and John” Nate spoke, motioning to his friends.

“no fucking way!” you shrieked, you hadn’t see these guys in forever. You immediately jumped into John’s arms, like you had with Nate. 

John wrapped his arms under your legs, holding you up as you squeezed the life out of him. He let out a little chuckle and a ‘it’s good to see you’ and set you down before you ran to Sammy, attacking him in a hug.

Finally getting all your stuff the four of you headed out of the airport, and John couldn’t help but look at you. The last time he saw you, you had braces, your hair was short, you were a little pudgier, wore baggy clothes, but now, he couldn’t take his eyes off you.

Your hair had grown, a lot. It was now down to your mid-back, maybe a little lower, and your braces were gone, any blemishes you had before, since you used to always have some sort of zit or pimple on your face, were gone. You had gotten more fit, and wore clothes that definitely went with your figure, and he couldn’t stop looking at your ass.

You hadn’t noticed that John and Nate had fallen back a bit since you were so engulfed in your conversation with Sammy, who was telling you about his music, and his girlfriend, but Nate had definitely noticed John’s eyes on your ass.

“dude, don’t try anything.” Nate warned.

“chill, I’m not gonna” John laughed it off.


You had lived with Nate, John, Sammy, Nash, Hayes and Tez for about a month now and you loved it. Sure there wasn’t a lot of privacy, but the place was beautiful, and since you had moved in you had helped the boys out a lot keeping the place clean and cooking dinner.

You spent a lot of time with the guys and had started picking up on their personalities, and you and John definitely had a more flirty relationship than the rest of the guys.

You couldn’t deny that John was hot, and he was definitely your type. You loved his sense of humor, and whenever you two were around one another you couldn’t stop laughing. He would always subtly touch you as well. Like he’d walk by you and his hand would graze your ass, or he’d walk into the kitchen and grab your shoulders or wrap his arms around you if no one else was awake yet, or around. Just things like that, and you couldn’t help but want him.

You guys were throwing a party tonight, and you couldn’t be more excited. After your first week of school you were more than ready to relax for once and let loose, and the party was the perfect chance.

You were currently inside in the kitchen, leaning against the counter with a drink pressed to your lips as you listened to Emily telling Stass some story about her trip she had just went on. And it was interesting at first, but you just weren’t feeling it anymore.

“(y/n) come here!” Madison called, peeking her head inside to the kitchen from the sliding glass door that led out back to the pool.

you excused yourself from Emily and Stass’ conversation and followed Madison, who was standing over by a lounge chair and removing her top to reveal her swim suit.

“please get in with me!” she smiled as you approached

“sure” you replied, reaching to remove your shirt and then your shorts, revealing your bikini.

“oh my goodness, your suit is so cute!” Madison exclaimed, and you complimented her on hers also.

The two of you got in the pool, walking in and heading towards the deeper end where all the guys were. Madison jumped on Jacks back, clinging onto him so you just kinda swam over towards Dillon and John, talking to them for a bit, you decided to get out and get yourself another drink.

“do you guys want anything?” you turned and asked as soon as you got out of the pool.

“nah, we’re good.” Dillon smiled as you headed inside.

Dillon and John’s eyes both went to your ass as you headed inside to get another drink. 

“dude, she’s got the best ass.” Dillon muttered.

“fuck I know.” John groaned.

This past month he’s tried really hard to not do anything, not make a move, but he often found himself late at night jerking off to the image of you riding him, and he couldn’t count how many times he’s had a dream of you before and woke up with a raging boner. He didn’t know how much longer he’d be able to control himself. He wanted you. Bad.


It was a few days later and you had just gotten home from class, and you really didn’t expect anyone to be home. Most of the time the guys would be at the studio, so when you got home and saw that John was home you were really shocked.

“what are you doing home?” you asked as you walked past him in the living room, running your hand along his shoulders as you walked past, heading into the kitchen.

“nothing” he spoke, blowing out a thing of smoke.

“oh, do you want anything to eat?” you called out, looking in the fridge and not seeing anything good.

“yeah, do you just wanna order a pizza or something?” he called out as you stood in the doorway of the kitchen that led to the living room.

“fine by me” you replied, so you called in and ordered something and headed in and sat down next to him on the couch, where you cuddled up next to him, just like you guys always do, and watched a movie.

You didn’t even realize that your hand was resting on his thigh, and you were just rubbing it up and down. You just couldn’t help it. And John wasn’t exactly innocent either. His hand had bunched your shirt up a bit and he was rubbing his hand along your bare skin. Only when he squeezed your side did you squirm a bit, and soon he was hovering over top of you as you were in a fit of laughter.

“John” you gasped. “stop. please” you begged, tears forming in your eye from you being so ticklish.

John stopped, but still hovered over your whole body. His eyes bored into yours, creating a very intimate moment. You flicked your eyes down to John’s lips while you bit yours and you watched him mutter a small ‘fuck’ and before you knew it your guys’ lips were pressed together.

When he parted your lips with his tongue, your kissing getting more heated, you reached up and locked your hands together behind his neck and his one hand was holding him up, the other though was running along your side, and he managed to grab your ass causing your breath to hitch.

“J-john” you breathed out against his lips, and it was then that he abruptly removed his lips from yours and sat up more, looking at you.

“I-I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.” he muttered, sitting back where he was earlier, if anything a little farther away from you.

You sat up and scooted closer to him and touched his arm, grabbing his bicep to grab his attention.

“what’s wrong?” you asked.

John looked at you and sighed.

“your my best friends little sister…we-we can’t do this.” he spoke, motioning between the two of you.

“oh” you muttered, sitting back in a normal position, a little further away from John, nodding in understanding.

Not even a minute later you heard John mutter ‘fuck it’ and the next thing you knew John had smashed his lips to yours, hands on your waist and pulling you onto his lap so you were straddling him. Hands on your ass, squeezing it and guiding you as you started to grind on him earning low groans from him and a few shaky breaths come from you.

The doorbell rang, and John groaned as he pushed you back a bit and got up to answer it, throwing money at the pizza delivery guy and coming back in and throwing it down on the table before he leaned down and kissed you, urging you to stand up, so you did, and you let out a little squeal when he picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist.

He carried you up into his room, closing the door behind him, pushing you up against the wall, his lips on your neck now, causing you to moan out. You pawed at his shirt, slowly tugging it up, his lips pulling away from your skin while you did so.

You guys’ locked eyes and it felt so intimate then and there.

He was about to kiss you again, but you started talking, causing him to smile.

“c-can we go in the shower?”

John couldn’t fight the smile that came onto his face. He just grabbed your hand and pulled you into his en suite, turning on the shower before attaching his lips back to yours briefly.

“last one is has to give me a blow job” he laughed as he ripped off his sweats and boxers and jumped into the shower and you hadn’t even got your shirt off. You laughed and stripped of your clothes before pulling back the curtain, standing behind it a bit, only to see John’s bare ass. He turned to look at you though as you pulled back the curtain.

“you coming?” he asked.

“no peeking” you giggled.

John rolled his eyes and turned around, but kept obviously peeking behind him as you climbed into the shower. As soon as you were in and had closed the curtain, John turned around and wrapped his arms around you as the water poured over top of you guys.

His lips mashed with yours and your back was pressed against the shower wall. You had reached down and started to slowly stroke his cock, eliciting a low moan from him. 

You broke the kiss and John looked at you strangely.

“I believe I owe you a blowjob.” you bit your lip, John standing there shocked that you actually were gonna, but nevertheless you pressed a chaste kiss to his lips before you sunk down onto your knees, the water still falling over the two of you.

You looked John in his eyes as you licked from the base all the way to the tip, your tongue dragging along the vein. Taking the tip into your mouth, you started to hollow your cheeks and started bobbing your head up and down. Taking him deeper and deeper into your mouth, twirling your tongue around as you bobbed your head.

John was letting out groans from above you, his head thrown back, but his hand tangled in your hair, holding it all together in one mess of a ponytail, guiding you along his shaft.

John couldn’t take it anymore. As much as he loved your mouth around him, he would bust in 30 seconds if you kept it up, so he removed himself from your mouth, causing you to look up at him.

“c’mere” he muttered, pulling you up and turning you around, bending you over, your hands against the wall of the shower now, his hands on your hips as you felt his tip at your entrance. You wiggled your ass teasingly, mostly cause you were more than ready for him.

John pushed in, causing both of you to let out low moans. Your tight, warm walls around John, and him stretching you causing you guys to both have a shaky breath.

He slowly started to pump in and out of you, both of you loving the feeling. Starting to pick up his pace though, once you had adjusted to him, he started getting rougher, pounding into you.

The wet sound of him sliding in and out of you, and the sound of your skin slapping together and your moans, you were in pure euphoria. John pulled your hair in his hand, causing your back to arch, and soon your head was resting against his shoulder, back arched off his chest as he pounded into you, hitting your g-spot causing you to scream out in pleasure.

John pounded into you relentlessly after he hit your spot with the new angle. You clenching around him brought him closer and closer to his release.

With his other hand he had reached around and started to rub your clit causing you to moan out. Your body was shaking around him, your legs close to giving out. You could barely see, everything becoming a blur as your orgasm washed over you, moaning out John’s name.

Coming around his cock definitely pushed him closer. After riding out your high he was so close he let go of your hair and bent you over, hands resting against the wall. He pulled out, grabbing his member stroking it with such urgency as a constant moaning came from him, his release approaching quickly.

He moaned out your name as he shot his load onto your back in spurts. When he was finished, he grabbed a washcloth and wiped it off your back, and when he was finished with that he helped you stand up, your legs still feeling a little weak and shaky.

Facing him he smiled at you before crashing his lips to yours.

“that was incredible.” he breathed out.

“yeah” you panted, a smile coming onto your face though. 

“I’m gonna be honest with you (y/n), I really like you. And I get your my best friends little sister and all, and he’d hate me if he ever found out about this.” John spoke, and you felt your heart ache a bit. Cause you liked John too, but you could understand where he was coming from, Nate had the ‘protective older brother’ role down.

“It’s okay. I get it. A one time thing.” you muttered, avoiding his eyes.

“hey look at me.” John spoke, tilting your chin so you would look up at him. “I wanna take you out. I mean, I definitely wanna do this again, but I want more. Your brother’s gonna hate me when he finds out, that’s why I wanna keep this just between us for a while. If that’s what you want I mean.” he blabbered, nervous you didn’t like him or even wanna go out with him.

You smiled, standing up on your toes and kissing his lips. “I’d love that.” you smiled. “but I really need a shower right now, so…leave.” you giggled.

“fine” he laughed, leaning down and kissing you one more time before he left the shower, and grabbed a towel, drying off and heading into his room.

He had just exited the en suite when his door busted open and Sammy walked in.

“Yo Jo-Christ, put some fucking clothes on man” Sammy laughed, covering his eyes as he saw John’s naked self standing in the middle of the room. John pulled on a pair of grey sweats.

“alright.” John laughed, Sammy opening his eyes and stepping into John’s room further. “what did you want?”

“I just came up t-” Sammy started but was cut off when the bathroom door opened and you stepped out a bit, a towel wrapped around you loosely, you tucking it in, not even paying attention when you started speaking.

“John, I think you went a little to rough, I already have a bruise.” you spoke, tucking the towel into itself around you and looking up to see Sammy’s eyes wide and John, a proud smirk etched on his face.

“no. fucking. way” Sammy spoke, looking between you, who had stepped behind the door a bit more, only your head peeking out, and John.

“um…it’s not what it looks like” you spoke.

“really?” Sammy asked, not believing you at all.

“yeah. we uh…we were playing…xbox, yeah xbox, and John got mad that I beat him at fifa, and then well one thing led to another, and suddenly he was chasing me and um…he tackled me and I fell and hit the couch, or no the table! and um…I got this bruise.”

“mhmmm…sure” Sammy smirked.

“we fucked dude.” John spoke nonchalantly, causing you to whine “John!”

“yeah, I mean it’s kinda obvious.” Sammy laughed.

“please don’t tell Nate” you begged.

“trust me, I’m not gonna. He’s not gonna react well to this situation anyway, the last thing he needs is for him to know I walked in.” 

“thank you” you smiled, then looked at John. “could you please go grab me something to wear from my room please?” you asked.

“what’s in it for me?” John smirked.

“whatever you want.” you winked.

“sure.” he smiled, getting up, Sammy following him out.

“really? Nate’s sister?” Sammy asked as he followed John.

“dude, you have no idea.” John spoke as he entered your room.

“she good?” Sammy smirked, opening a drawer and sifting through it, just looking through your panties.

“dude, it was great. You really have no idea.” John spoke, picking out a pair of athletic booty shorts, cause he liked how your ass looked in those shorts. 

“You gonna hit again?” Sammy asked, holding up one of your thongs, John yanking it out of his hands and adding it to the pile of clothes he had grabbed for you.

“for sure”

“what are you gonna do if Nate finds out?” Sammy asked, dropping another thong into your drawer and closing it, getting ready to leave your room.

“if I find out what?” Nate’s voice came from the doorway.

“fuck” John muttered. 

He had a lot of explaining to do.

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Christmas Newsies request please? One where the reader is a girlsie and she's been reeeeally sick for a long time and the newsies have been trying to take care of her, but it's getting to be too much. You can take it from there if you want 😊 Love you and your blog, you wonderful cinnamon roll

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- K

A warm hand settles on your forehead and you frown beneath your eyelids, slowly stirring awake. “Hey, (y/n).”

You open your eyes at the sound of Jack’s familiar voice. “Hey.” Your voice comes out as a croak, and Jack’s face falls slightly at the sound. 

“How ya feelin’?”

You look behind him to see some of the other boys listening in, all with worried faces. You’ve been sick for over a week now, completely bed-bound with how weak you are. And none of you can afford a doctor, so … it’s just been getting worse. Of course, the cold weather isn’t helping.

“I’m feeling fine. Not any better, but,” you offer a weak smile for the sake of the boys behind Jack, “I’ll get there.”

Jack notices the falsity in your statement, and turns to look over his shoulder at the other boys. “A’ight boys, the mornin’ bell rung almost fifteen minutes ago. Get on to your sellin’ spots before the others take all of your customers.” The boys nod and exit slowly, all of them calling various versions of “goodbye” over their shoulders.

Jack sighs once they leave and sets a hand on your forehead. “You’s burnin’ up.”

“Really?” you snuggle down into your blanket. “I’m freezing.”

Jack’s mouth twitches. “Yeah, well that’s not good.” He stands up. “You get some more rest. The boys and I will take care of your share of the money.”

Tears well up in your eyes. “Jack, you can’t continue to do this much longer. Soon-”

“Soon,” he interrupts you, walking back to your bed, “you’ll be all better and ready to celebrate Christmas with us.” He offers you a half smile. “You’s our only sister, (y/n). Of course we’re gonna take care of ya.”

One week later-Christmas Eve

You smile from your place on the worn down couch down in the living room, watching the boys pull out real socks or shoelaces or coats out from the newspaper wrapping. Jack said they could all open one of their two presents each tonight, but you know some of them are cheating.

The warm, wool blanket Katherine had gotten you is wrapped around your legs, and another from upstairs over your shoulders. You have gotten better over the past week, but definitely not good enough to go out onto the streets and sell again. The boys have been the best brothers ever during your sickness, and you don’t think they deserve your kindness.

Katherine smiles at Jack after looking away from Buttons tearing open a brand new pair of suspenders that he needed. “Jack, why don’t you give (y/n) her present next?”

Your heart sinks. “Oh, you guys didn’t have to get me anything, I’ve taken enough from you already.”

All of the boys protest your statement in different ways, whether it be blowing rasberries or yelling. You laugh at their ridiculousness, and settle back down into the arm of your couch as Jack walks toward you with a small box wrapped in newspaper. You take it gratefully, and Romeo scoots closer to you on the couch, putting an arm over your shoulders.

When you open the box, tears well up in your eyes. At least fifty dollars of cash and coins stare up at you from inside, maybe more. You look up at them all, and hold the box away from you. “I can’t take this, how did you get this?”

Race grins from his spot leaning against the wall in the corner. “We all chipped in.”

“And so did Plums, here,” Skittery adds, putting an arm around the woman in question.

Jack takes the money from your shaking hands and sets it on the floor. “It’s enough for six doctor’s visits. Depends on how quick you get better, but when you do, the rest will go to whenever the rest of us need a doctor.”

Tears well up in your eyes. “How can I thank you guys?”

Crutchie smiles and taps the box with his crutch. “You don’t hafta.”

We’ve Got Company

Pairing: Joker x Reader

Request: Can I have an imagine where you are Frosts daughter and you meet Joker for the first time and he takes a liking to you. Thank you!

Description: Y/N is Frost’s daughter, and when she sneaks out to see what her father is really doing, But when she gets too close, she meets just who her father works for.

Smut: No

Words: 1889

Requests are open!


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Neighbor!Calum (Part 5)*

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 *= smut 

“I’m sorry miss, but he’s in a critical condition. You  still can’t see him.”  Dr. Rivers says adjusting some files on his clipboard. 

 You slammed your fist on the counter to catch his attention. “But you don’t understand. I’m his.. I’m his…”  You stopped and thought about it for a while. What were you to Calum? A friend? An acquaintance? You literally just met two days ago, so you couldn’t really say you were more. 

“I’m his close friend.” You got out, watching  the doctor’s face change from stoic to sad and tired, almost as if he pitied you. 

“Look, I know you’re scared. Trust me, I do. There are enough of those kinds of people coming around  here, and if I were you I’d do the same thing. But rules are rules. Only family members are allowed inside the emergency room.” He  says, moving his hand under his desk and laying a hot pocket on the counter. 

“I’ll call you when you can see him. For now, I suggest you eat.  It’s 3 pm , and I haven’t seen you eat anything yet.” The doctor says pushing the hot pocket towards you. 

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