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My day on convention

So, as I mentioned some time ago, I spent whole Saturday on polish convention called Pyrkon. Here are my thoughts.

After last year fun I really wanted to be on Pyrkon again. It’s a great fun with amazing people and really good atmosphere. You don’t feel like you’re f.e. talking with person selling fandom things. You are talking with a fan, who’s selling things for other fans and he/she is fangirling/fanboying all the time. The cosplays are amazing (my Castiel looked so poor :P) and I admire people who wear handmade cosplays of Iron Man for example. It had to take so much time and work! I met with my best friend also, which was awesome :3 Luckly, we’re going to see eachother again soon, in May.

I had, I just had to find Doctor Who zone and I did. So here’s me in the TARDIS.

<The angel has the TARDIS>

In my too big coat :’)

I also met The Doctor, and in addition, it was very familiar regeneration :D

The whole organization was perfect, as it was last year. The food was in good price and it was so yummy! 

Krzysztof gave me some wonderful presents:

And I also bought myself something nice:

I took part in walk of The Walking Dead and all zombie fans, which was so much fun! I saw some really good Negan cosplayers, but unfortunately they vanished before I took photos with them. But I got Carl (in some way)

There was more people than last year, but it wasn’t a problem to find a place to sit and rest a little. More people means more fun acutally :)

I also met the most dangerous creature in the hole universe… Well, so they say at least (I think he was cute)

I was really disappointed that Sebastian Roché canceled his visit, I wanted to meet him so much… But maybe he’ll come next year.

There was also a crew of Warsaw Comic Con. I got some things from them and I’m seriously thinking about that convention. Well, they still have some guests to announce. I’ll wait and see if there’s anybody intersting for me. I keep my fingers crossed for David or guys from Supernatural and The Walking Dead.

Basically, Pyrkon was a great fun. I will visit it next year for sure.

(After whole day of walking I was just dying, but it was this good kind of dying)

Ten Years (Part 11)

Summary: AU. When a major account is on the line at work, reader is forced to revisit some old connections at her ten year high school reunion for a chance at success. Will she let the past consume her, or will she see the future in her grasp?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 2,876

Warnings: language, fluff, confrontation

A/N: Tags are closed. I originally had something completely different written, but it no longer felt like it fit with the narrative here, so I rewrote it. I accidentally increased the amount of parts needed for this story, too. I don’t really know how I feel about it, but I feel like it was necessary. Please don’t hate me, haha. BTW - Thank you so much for the sweet messages, they are simultaneously slaying me and getting me through the day.

Part: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13

Originally posted by theimpossibleg1rl

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The Crown - Loki (Part 3)

Prompt: You were born into a royal family of ancient lineage. The eldest of four daughters, you suddenly feel the heavy burden of being the heiress of a huge power falling on your shoulders. Suddenly everything changes when a mysterious stranger enters your life. But the king’s last words, your father, were marked in your mind to haunt you: the crown must always win.

Warnings: You’ll have different characteristics and name. Loki will be rocking everybody’s hearts from now on.

(Chapter 1) (Chapter 2)


ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ Chapter 3 - Making new allies

For almost an hour and a half, Alice sat on the couch near the window with an absent-minded look. The ice that melted in the grass and the flowers seemed to relax her after so much stress. Alice was so distracted that hadn’t even noticed Victoria entering the room, much less the anxious expression on her face. Taking a deep breath, Victoria wasn’t sure how she should approach.The treatment as only the queen’s sister left a significant distance between the two, even after Victoria’s marriage. But then, as if reading her mind, Alice looked away from the window and stared at her sister, a few feet away.

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alright, so this is my first ever masterpost and i hope it’ll somewhat help you :)

what study methods are there and how do i use them?


how i use them: i mostly only use them to ask myself questions, especially ones that don’t have long answers. so what i do is write the question on one side and the answer on the other.

what i use them for: some things in history, literature, biology and subjects i only learn about briefly about but also for some topics in nutrition.


how i do it: that really depends on what i feel like doing. sometimes i prefer writing on my laptop but thinking about it it may be more helpful to write it down by hand as it takes more time and hence sticks in your mind longer.

also, when i study what i wrote down i do it by reading the headlines and then trying to explain paragraph to paragraph to myself.

what i do it for: when i summarize by computer i mostly think into the future, not only to one quiz but for example to my a-levels (which will be in 2018). in general, i mostly do it for subjects that i know i will a-level in or that i want to ace.


how i do them: honestly, i am not going to go into detail here as there is so many posts on how to do it out there and my mind-maps aren’t the best. but what i do is write the headline into the middle of the sheet and then i write brief descriptions and notes to this topic down.

what i do them for: my mind-maps are usually just quick overviews of certain topics as i find they become very confusing as soon as there is too much info on them. as soon as you have to write some more detailed things down i would recommend just summarizing it.


how i do it: i only use them for homework or tasks that are too long to write into the textbook and too short to start a whole page in my notebook. i also find it easier to find them later on. 

what i use them for: mostly my english homework, to be honest.


how i do it: just like sticky notes, i barely do color coding. if i use it though, it’s almost always in combination with sticky notes in the colors i use for the coding for extra information.

what i use them for: mostly if i have to work with text sources to write a text or even an essay. 

how i keep myself motivated

remember what you want to achieve

even if it’s simply getting an a in that one test only, keep that in mind. remember what you want to be, what uni you want to study at, what grade you want to have in that subject,… 

nevertheless, don’t be to hard on yourself if you fail. there is always a next time and your personal health is way more important than some stupid quiz.

remember why you have failed at achieving sth in the past

sometimes, you get more motivated when looking at your mistakes. it’s as simple as that. 

quotes, quotes and even more quotes

i am just the biggest fan of quotes ever, especially if they’re motivational. write them onto sticky notes and stick them to the wall in front of you! sometimes leslie knope or michelle obama or whatever person saying something inspiring will get you going way better than you can do so yourself.

// i hope those tips will help you in some way and good luck studying //

my other masterpost on successful studying

Doctor Office Secret Part 2

Type: One Shot | Imagine About Justin Bieber
Rating: Rated R for Sexual Content
Word Count: 2,454

I placed my phone in my bag as I was rushing out of the house. I just slipped on a pair of flats before heading out the door. I made sure the door was locked before running out to my car. I got into my car and on the day that im running late. Of course my car wouldn’t start, I could feel the tears running down my face. I was just getting frustrated with everything including myself. I tried to start my car again and it finally turned over. I pulled out of my driveway as I headed my way towards the office. Little did I know that I would be the gossip of the office.

“Did you hear?” One of the nurses Rebecca said.

“What?” the other nurse Nicki asked.

“Y/N is with Mr. Bieber” Rebecca said.

“What do you mean?” Nicki asked as her blood started to boil.

“They are dating” Rebecca said.

“Impossible” Nicki crossed her arms.

“It’s true, ” Rebecca said.

“Ill make sure that wont last long” Nicki said as she walked back to the office.

I pulled into the parking lot, locking my car before seeing Mr. Bieber get out of his car. We walked in separate so no one would think anything of it. Little did I know we were the talk of the office, but it seemed like no one confronted me about it. I figured it was my choice and if Mr. Bieber was into me then that’s how it was. It seemed like I was getting swamped before lunch time.

“So is it true?” Nicki asked as she walked to my desk.

“What?” I asked.

“You and Mr. Bieber” she crossed her arms.

“That has nothing to do with you” I looked up at her.

“Oh, but it is” she smirked slightly.

“I have work to get done” I rolled my eyes as I turned my attention back to my computer.

“He’s my fiance” she snapped back.

“Well, guess he doesn’t value you the relationship if he’s with me” I said.

It seemed as soon as I said that her blood started to boil. She walked away my desk going back to hers quickly. I could feel her stare from across the room. I didn’t pay any attention to her as I continued to work, I worked through lunch since I was swamped. I saw Mr. Bieber walked back in from his lunch break and of course, Nicki through herself at him. It was like she was a hungry tiger and he was the piece of meat she wanted. I tried not to pay attention to her, but it did catch my attention.

“Can I see you in my office y/n” Mr. Bieber said as he looked towards me.

“Sure” I nodded as I got up from my desk.

I walked into his office first as he was behind me. I heard the door close behind us and the lock switch, I turned to look at him. He placed his hands on my hips, pulling me close to him, I rested my hands on his shoulders. I didn’t know if what Nicki was saying was true or not. I didn’t want to believe her, but there was something in me telling me that something was wrong here.

“Is it true?” I asked.

“Is what true?” he looked at me.

“You and Nicki” I said.

“We dated a few months ago, but nothing came of it, ” he rested his hand on my chin.

“She said you two are engaged, ” I spoke softly.

“She’s crazy, I wouldn’t propose to someone and then cheat on them, ” he brushed his thumb against my cheek.

“I believe you, ” I leaned up slightly allowing our lips to meet.

He moved his hand towards my neck as he kept the kiss between us. Slowly moving us towards his desk, lifting me up slightly as he sat me down on the desk. I moved my legs slightly apart as he moved between them, keeping the kiss between us. I rested my hand against his chest as moved closer, keeping his grip onto my hips. I slightly pulled at his lip as I grabbed his shirt. I started to raise his shirt up as he rested his forehead against mine. He lifted his arms up as I removed his shirt. He placed his lips against my neck as his hands slipped up my sides. Removing my shirt, allowing it to fall onto the floor. I rested my hand on his chest as he leaned down to kiss my softly. I pulled him closer to me, wrapping my legs around his waist. He smiled slightly as he pushed me back against his desk. His lips pressed against my neck slowly moving down my body. Slipping his hands behind my back undoing my bra. Removing it from my shoulders as he kept his lips against my skin. His lips moving down my stomach to the top of my pants. He undid my pants as I lifted my hips up so he could remove my pants. Removing my panties as well, so I was naked on his desk. I watched him as he stood back looking over my naked body. I bite my lip as he started to undo his pants, allowing them to fall down to his feet. He moved back between my legs, allowing his tip to tease my clit.

“Is this what you want?” he asked.

“Yes, ” I nodded.

He rubbed his tip up and down my slit. Slightly pushing into me as I felt him enter me. I laid my head back as he started to thrust inside of me. Hitting my spots with each thrust, I started to moan as he held my hips. I rested my legs along his hips. He leaned down to kiss me softly as he started to pick up the pace. My breathing picked up as I could feel myself edge closer to a climax. Running his fingertips along my stomach, his thumb finding my clit. Adding pressure against it as he moved it fast. He kept moving his hips towards mine, his thrust was hard and deep. I moved my hips towards his as I climaxed against him as he thrust forward. Once he felt me tighten around him, he climaxed as well. He soon slipped out from me pulling his pants back up, as he watched over me. I soon sat up from the desk as I caught my breath. He handed me my clothes as he sat down in his chair. I finally finished getting dressed, looking back at him.

“Don’t worry about Nicki” he said.

“It’s all over the office so what are we going to do?” I asked.

“Well, we can act like nothing is going on or be out in the open” he walked over towards me.

“Whatever you want to do” I bite my lip as he grabbed my hand.

“I kinda like us being a secret, ” he smirked slightly.

“Then I’m your dirty little secret” I looked up at him.

He rested his forehead against mine, as our eyes meet. I laced our fingers together as I didn’t want this moment to end. I felt my heart start racing when I heard someone knock on the door. I pulled away from him as I walked towards his desk. Trying to pretend that I was working on a few things while he opened the door. Of course it was Nicki is sticking her nose in something that had nothing to do with her. I rolled my eyes as I kept my back turned to her as I straightened up the paperwork.

“The patient is here for their appointment at 2” Nicki said.

“I’ll be in there in a second, ” he responded.

“You are already 15 minutes late, ” she snapped back.

“What is your problem” he asked.

“We, the ring you gave me” she said.

“There was no ring and nous, ” he crossed his arms.

“Your just saying that because she’s here, remember that when you come over later, ” she rolled her eyes as she walked out.

“Don’t believe her, ” he said as he looked back at me.

“I have work to do, ” I said as I walked past him, going back to my desk.

I kept my head down as I focused on my work. Trying to schedule all of the appointments that came across my desk. I knew Nicki was at her desk just staring me down, but I ignored it the best way I could. I kept checking my phone hoping that the time would melt away. It went slower with each time I checked, I just wanted to go home. I didnt know who to believe, he had everything to lose but what did she? Once the clock hit 4pm everyone started to leave the building. Once again I was collecting my things when Nicki decided to stop by my desk.

“Hes mine, so back off” she said.

“Whatever” I rolled my eyes.

“You will soon find out” she walked away.

“Listen here, its clear he wants me! He proves it every time he fucks me so your irrelevant so next time you decided to drop by my desk just keep walking” I stood up.

“You are just a little slut he will fuck for a while BUT he always comes back to me” she crossed her arms.

“We shall see about that” I stepped closer to her.

“Trust me the last chick to cross me isn’t able to talk” she said.

I could feel my jaw clench as the anger in raged me. My blood was boiling and I just wanted to shut her up.

“Try me” I looked at her.

“Excuse me ladies, not doing that here” he grabbed my arm before I could strike her.

“Get this low life bitch out of here” Nicki said.

“Oh I got your bitch” I said as I stepped towards her. Of course Mr. Bieber placed his arm around me keeping me from her. I was beyond pissed now, I wasn’t that type to allow some petty person get away with name calling.

“Nicki go home NOW” Mr. Bieber shouted as he held onto me.

She finally left the building as Mr. Bieber tried to keep me under control. He gently pushed me to the wall, moving my arms above my head. I tried to get from his grip but his strength held me against the wall. He leaned down towards me allowing his lips to touch mine. Slightly kissing me as he kept my arms above my head. We both looked at the door when we heard it open. Of course it was Nicki but this time I knew she wouldn’t leave without a fight. Mr. Bieber kept my arms up as he held me against the wall.

“I told you to leave, ” he looked back at her.

“Not without you, ” she stood at the door.

“Go home!” he said.

“Once again, not without you” She crossed her arms as she demanded his attention.

“What do you want Nicki?” he asked.

“We need to talk, I’m pregnant” she said.

Those words came crashing down on me. I swallowed deep as his hands allowed my arms free. I could see the shock on his face as he stood there. I pushed passed him as I grabbed my bag, heading out the door. I didn’t care what they were going on but now there was a pregnancy. I rushed to my car as quickly as I could, shuffling the keys in my purse. I could feel someone running after me as I tried to get in my car. The tears slipped onto my cheek as I opened the door. I knew I shouldn’t of catching feelings for someone who just looked for sex but the truth was I did. I shut the door before Mr. Bieber could get to my car. I started my car and took off from the parking lot as he ran to his bike. He followed me with his bike, I tried to get away, but it seemed like he would let me go. I hit the interstate just having my foot on the petal going as fast as I could. He kept up with me, but had trouble going in and out of traffic. He soon got in front of me, but I turned the other direction, he focused on me. His bike started to wobble as the speeds picked up. He tried to hit the brakes, but the bike slide underneath of him as his body went through the hair. I slammed on the brakes as his body came to a rest on my car. I held onto the steering wheel as my heart started to race. I was frozen as I closed my eyes, hoping this was a dream that turned into a nightmare. All I could remember was hearing the police sirens. The next time I opened my eyes, I was in a hospital room, not knowing what was going on. My monitors beeping was ringing in my ear, where was Mr. Bieber? I took a deep breath in as the I closed my eyes.

Next time on Doctor Office Secert: Will the hot doctor make it? Would his love interest be ok? Is Nicki lying about it all?

“And CUT” the director said.

I got up from the hospital bed, walking backstage. I changed back into my regular clothes as I saw Justin standing there. I walked towards him leaning up kissing him softly. He grabbed my hand as we walked out of the studio. It was nice to turn off the real world and be able to be in a different world. He leads me to the car opening the door as I got in. Of course the media were snapping pictures of the hottest couple in Hollywood. I had three lives, the one I played on tv, the one in the media and the one I spent with Justin. We mainly kept our private life as private as we could.

“How was that scene?” he asked as we drove home.

“Terrible” I said as I grabbed his hand.

“It wasn’t real, ” he kissed my hand softly.

“I know” I smiled.

We finally pulled up to our house, where our world started. Once those doors didn’t behind us it was Justin and I. We didn’t have our phones nor did we have the internet at our house. We wanted to connect with each other, the only thing that private, better love story will forever be private but our sitcom was pretty entertaining.

8bitempress  asked:

/runs in with one shoe on/ May I have a lil ficlet where Gabes S/o was cryogenically frozen a day before the Swiss explosion, because he knew what was going to happen (didn't anticipate the outcome) and then came back for them years later as reaper, reunion that ends sweet and they'll basically follow them to the grave. Please~ your a peach

“You trust me, corazón?”

Your eyes danced over his face, your heart thundering in your chest as Gabe’s thumb lightly stroked your cheek, his outer resting lightly on your shoulder. Things were coming apart at the seams; Blackwatch had been revealed to the world, Overwatch was under increasing scrutiny and the public outlash was becoming more resentful, tumultuous. Despite all this, Gabriel hadn’t stopped his hard work. Over the years he had begun to find hints that those behind Overwatch and Blackwatch weren’t the altruistic benefactors that they had made themselves out to be. Omnic rogues connected to LumériCo, Volskaya Industries funding the Talon terrorist organization, the Omnium explosion in Australia tied to an under the table deal with the United Nations. Initially, he had hidden this information, from both you and McCree, not wanting to pull more people into this conspiracy until he was sure it was just that and not happenstance. When he had finally informed both of you, it was already too late. Whoever was in charge knew that you were onto them and they had retaliated swiftly.

Gabriel forced McCree to leave first; it was better to think he gone AWOL rather than he committed treason by staying. Gabriel’s protege was smart, he said he couldn’t take the arguments, the infighting of both organizations too much for him to bear. One night he was there and the next he was gone; sent away with money, false identification, a few of his personal effects and his gun. Your safety was next. He wouldn’t say exactly what was coming next, but he explained that it would be catastrophic and he would be damned if you got caught in the crosshairs. You couldn’t convince him to go with you, the both of you knew in your heart of hearts if he went with you it would cast way too much suspicion. Plus, he needed to reach Jack. Arguments or not, the two were still best friends, brothers in arms and Gabriel wasn’t going to just let him die without giving him some kind of clue what was going on. But he promised, as soon as things died down, he would come and find you and the both of you would get your ‘happily ever after’.

You gulped thickly, nodding your head slowly, a shaking smile creasing your lips.

“Well duh”, you said passively, giving a slight shrug of your shoulder, trying to downplay the anxiousness that thrummed through your body. “Wouldn’t have followed you all the way here if I didn’t, now would I?”

You tried to be playful, tears burning in your eyes as you made eye contact with him. You both were tired; tired of being the pawn of a world who didn’t give a damn about you, tired of being told you couldn’t have a happy ending, that you would die before you got some semblance of peace. You closed your eyes tight, tears slipping down your cheek, turning your head and pressing a loving kiss to his palm. You nodded your head a few more times, laughing quietly, mirthlessly.

“Un poco más”, Gabriel said, pushing your hair behind your ear and leaning down to press a kiss to your temple. “I’ll come and get you when things die down, okay? Te amo, mi reina.”

He kissed your temple, your forehead, the bridge of your nose and both of your cheeks before capturing your lips in a tender, loving kiss. Your arms wrapped tight around his neck, not wanting to let go of him, a few more tears squeezing past your lids. His hands moved to your face, his calloused fingers light stroking both of your cheeks as the both you pulled away from one another. You could see the emotions swimming behind his eyes and the control he was exerting as he looked at you. You gave a shaky sigh before giving a confident smile, nodding your head.

“I love you too my king”, you responded, placing your hand over his and rubbing against the back of his hands. “Now go save the world.”

He gave a low, rough chuckle before taking a step back away from you, your hands falling to your side as you pushed yourself further back into your cryogenic pod. The cushioning in the machine formed around your body, creating a comfortable surface for you to lean back on. Gabriel attached the oximeter to your finger, squeezing your hand gently before releasing it. He placed one last kiss on your forehead and lips before pulling back. The door of the pod slid down over you, the floor sliding up slightly to snugly secure you in the machine. You tapped down on the claustrophobic anxiousness that threatened to claw up from your chest, a soft hissing sound alerting you to the sleeping gas release. Gabriel gave you a comforting smile as the gas did its job, your eyes growing heavier and heavier.

“I love you”, you mouthed to him.

“I love you too.”


You woke up in bits and pieces, your mind bleary, head falling listlessly against your chest. Warm air poured in through vents on the side. It chased the chill out of your bones, slowly coaxing your mind from its slumber. Your face twisted up in concentration as you tried to open up your eyes, a soft croak falling from your lips as you tried to speak.

“Hey hey…it’s okay.”

That deep, scratching tenor was like music to your ears, a small smile tugging at your lips.

“Gabie”, you murmured throatily, your eyes finally peeling open. Your vision was completely blurred, you were only able to see the fuzzy outline a tall black figure. Your snort of laughter dissolved into a cough, the figure rushing forward to gently touch your shoulders, rubbing them in small circles. “Ah–your hands are cold!”

Gabe yanks his hands back, your eyes blinking a few more times to clear up your vision. Little by little you were able to make out a clearer image of your boyfriend. You couldn’t hold back the soft chuckle as you finally caught full sight of him. It seemed he had upgraded from a black hoodie to a full, almost floor hooded trench coat with–were those shoulder pads? He looked pale, the normal warm red undertone of his brown skin replaced by a cooler gray, if his arms were any indicator. There was tension in his posture though, his hands were clenched into tight fists, his shoulders tight. You groaned softly as you tried to move forward a bit more, wincing as you moved you shifted your stiff legs.


You fell forward, your eyes squeezing shut tight as you braced for impact that fortunately did not come. Gabriel’s arms were wrapped tight around your center, your face pressed against his chest plate.

“You okay”, he asked, holding tight to you as you found your footing, still leaning against him heavily. You moaned softly, pulling your head back and nodding, your hand lifting and rubbing at the part of your forehead that slammed into his armor. A sudden shyness crept in on you as his hands moved from a steadying hold to a more tender one, a hand shifting to your lower back. You felt him go stiff under your touch as your eyes lifted to look at him, your mouth parting in surprise as you met his gaze.

His skin was actually cooler toned, like all the blood had drained from his body. His face was covered in more scars than you had remembered, some fresh healing other solder. Your hand lifted, tracing a scar that stretched from under his right eye and down to his jaw, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth as you concentrated. His curly hair and goatee were peppered with white hairs, the black still managing to have the gray beat. His skin felt so cool underneath your touch, your palm cupping his cheek tenderly, your eyes shifting their focus back to his. The rich cinnamon irises were now the color of garnet, flickers of black licking at the corners of his sclera. His jaw clenched under your touch, his eyes tearing away from yours but he didn’t move from your touch.

“Hey guapo”, you hummed softly, thumb lightly stroking his cheek, his eyes shifting back to yours. “You getting old on me, ain’t you papi?”

A slow smirk tugged at his full lips as his arms wrapped around you in a bruisingly tight hug. Your arms wrapped around his neck, the fingers of your hand lovingly stroking the back of his neck.

“Te extrañé mi amorcita…”

The next few hours were spent checking out your body, eating, drinking and talking. He told you about the explosion, the botched resurrection, how it took him a year to heal and two more to adjust to whatever the fuck he had become. He explained how Overwatch was outlawed, his work alongside Talon and how he had discovered more and more connections now that Gabriel Reyes was presumed dead. Technically, you had been pronounced dead as well, another unrecoverable body. He was frank with you, explaining that he couldn’t stop his work to bring down those that had threatened not only the world, but had threatened his family.

“I know you were tired”, Gabe started, staring directly into your eyes. “You don’t have to join me on this. I have safe houses anyw—”

“And miss out on the adventure”, you interrupted, a determined smirk on your lips. “There’s no way I’m leaving your side again Gabriel. So if you’re going, I’m going with you.”

His face softened as he reached across the table and gently grabbed your hand. He squeezed before pulling it to his lips and pressing a hard kiss to the back of your hand, littering several across your fingers. His gaze was gentle, tender, the look that made you fall more and more every time you saw it.

“Thank you mi reina…”

Hoshidan Festival: Setsuna and Kiragi Parent-Child Convo

Oh, Kiragi, you adorable, optimistic, mischievous, suprisingly sadistic and bloodthirsty child. Even Setsuna is fed up with your shit. 

Kiragi strikes me as the type who has a childish mentality in certain situations - the type that pulls wings off flies. He’s so innocent, he’s hurtful. 

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5 Popular Methods Of Receiving Your Sugar Baby Allowance

You know what you want. And you’ve finally got it – a sugar daddy and an allowance amount that makes you smile.

You’re pleased, you’re excited, but you’re also wondering…what exactly do I do with this money?!

A sugar baby allowance is unlike anything you’ve received before. It’s not income from a place of work. It’s not a little birthday check your grandparents sent you. It’s a regular infusion of cash and you’re going to have to come up with the best way to handle it.

Every sugar baby has his or her own preferences and pretty soon, you’ll find what works best for you. In the meanwhile, here are some of the most popular ways sugar babies like to receive their allowance (in no particular order).

1. Cash

One way to receive your allowance is in cold, hard, untraceable cash.

Pros: Cash is pretty much untraceable.

Cons: Cash is a good option because well, it’s untraceable, but we would only recommend going the cash route if you’re very, very good with: 1. not losing things and 2. managing your cash. Anyone whose received a bulk of cash can testify how easily it is spent and how difficult it is to recall precisely what it was spent on…

And even if you’re really good at both those things, cash still comes with a few downsides:

  • It’s kind of awkward. A lot of sugar babies – and sugar daddies – don’t like the handing-over-of-the-stuffed-envelope routine so much.
  • It’s risky. If you’re receiving a few thousand in cash every month, you might suffer mounting paranoia in direct correlation with the amount of cash you’re storing.
  • It’s untraceable. Sure, this is an advantage of cash as well but it’s also a huge disadvantage. If you lose it or it’s stolen – it’s gone for good.

Tips on getting cash: If you decide to go the cash route, we recommend doing this as soon as you get your allowance:

  • Get money orders to pay your rent, your car payment, your tuition, etc. You can get these money orders for like a dollar or two at your local post office and it is a safe, untraceable way of paying your bills and reducing your cash burden.
  • Make little deposits into your bank account. See the next section for more on this.

2. Bank Deposit

Another popular way to receive your allowance is through bank deposit. Once you trust your sugar daddy, you can give him the name of your bank, your name and your bank account number and he can make weekly, bi-monthly, or monthly deposits directly into your account.

Pros: Hands-off and easy. Plus, the money in the bank is typically more secure than hoarding wads of cash under your mattress.

Cons: The biggest con is the possibility of tax trouble.

According to

“The minimum deposit that require banks to report it to the IRS is $10,000. Reporting of bank deposits over $10,000 or more is required by the federal law in accordance with money laundering and drug trafficking laws. Failure to report transactions over the said amount are punishable by law.”

Most sugar babies have an allowance that’s under $10K, but regular deposits of a few thousand dollars might also set off bank alarms and some prefer to be safe than sorry.

3. PayPal NO! Use Square Cash, or Chase QuickPay, or Bank Equivalent

PayPal is a super convenient way to receive money without giving out any of your personal details. All your sugar daddy needs is your email and he can send you your allowance in a matter of minutes.

Pros: Instant, fast, convenient, and protects personal information.

Cons: There remains an electronic record of every payment your sugar daddy sent your way. This might not be a problem, but PayPal has new regulations…

“PayPal says it will use your tax ID number to send tax Form 1099-K to you and the IRS when the payments you receive exceed both of these milestones in a calendar year:

  • $20,000 in gross payment volume for goods and services
  • 200 payments”

Most sugar babies won’t meet these regulations (i.e. 200 payments), but all that information will be sitting in your PayPal account if the IRS does decide to go browsing.

4. Pre-Paid Card (American Express Serve)

This is probably one of the best options for sugar babies.

Pros: Pretty much as untraceable as cash, easy to reload, can withdraw money from the card and use it to pay all your bills.

Cons: It could be a headache if you lose it. To make sure you can be re-issued a new one and not lose the money you have in your account, be sure to keep a copy of your card number as well as the toll-free number listed on the back of the card.

5. Bill Payment

Another popular option for sugar babies is to have their sugar daddies pay all their bills.

Pros: No money – or very little money – actually changes hands. He pays the rent, tuition, and other bills directly so you have no bills to worry about.

Cons: Lack of control and you have to disclose all of your bills information and personal information to your sugar daddy.

Solution: Build trust to acquire credit card information.

There is really no right or wrong way to receive your allowance. Just go with the option you’re most comfortable with and remember to always do your research!

forcedapotheosis  asked:

Hey, just wanted to ask two things: First is, why do you personally prefer SaNami over other ships? And the second question is, if that ever would be a topic among the crew, how do you think the other Straw Hats would think about it? Best regards and get well soon.

Hello @opshipperondeck!  Thank you for the ask and the well wishes! ♡  

I think I may have answered an ask similar to this before, but I’m too lazy not feeling well enough to go through my posts to find it. XD  So I will answer this here.  

People have their own reasons for shipping.  For me with SaNa, it’s a combination of things.  But before I get into those…

Disclaimer: I want to give a reminder to everyone that One Piece is a shounen manga and there has been NO canon romance among the Straw Hats to date.  Therefore, it is absolutely ridiculous to attack other fans for what they ship.  Shipping can be fun, but if you wear your shipping goggles too tight, you’ll miss out on so much of what the series is actually about.

Whether a ship is considered right/wrong or crack is a matter of personal opinion.  So, instead of being an asshole to people that don’t agree with you, find more positive, productive things to do for your own ship fandom.  Thank you!   

*ahem*  Okay, on to my answer. ^^ 

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Group/Member: GOT7 // Jaebum

Genre: Angst, Zombie!AU (death)

Word Count: 2.072

Prompt: Dialogue w/ Jaebum 42
“Make me.”

Summary: 10 months ago an infection spread across the world, causing a pandemic. For 10 months you and Jaebum have done everything you can to survive; at least you’ve tried.

A/N: Holy crap I never written anything like this before in my entire life! I’m so sorry if it’s total crap but I really hope you guys enjoy because I sure as hell did!

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The cabin was getting colder as the days went by. A few more weeks and winter would be upon them, spilling snow from the skies and making things even more difficult than they were now. “How are you feeling?” Jaebum asked as he crouched down next to the stained and filthy couch that you were huddled on, the small blanket you’d packed wrapped as tightly around you as he could get it. Slowly shaking your head, you signaled to him that things weren’t getting better. “I feel worse,” you said hoarsely. Jaebum wanted to cuss, want to yell and scream and shout but none of that would make things better. In fact, it would just make it worse; it would attract the eaters.

Raising his hand, he laid it gently on your forehead, worry lines sprouting all over his face at how hot you felt. You were getting worse. Ever since you’d been attacked by one of the eaters while out scavenging for food you’d fallen more ill by the days. Jaebum knew that if he pulled the bandages from your thigh that he would see a nasty infection growing. He knew that there wasn’t much he could do. You’d run out of bandages two days ago and he’d been desperately trying to make what he had work. When the ones you had on were soiled enough he was willing to give up the short on his back. Certain areas weren’t that dirty so he was sure that he could manage something. Reaching out you lightly cupped the side of his cheek, thumb stroking his cheekbone. “Baby it’s okay. You’ve taken such good care of me, you’ve done everything you could.”

Jaebum jerks away at your words. “Quit talking like you’re going to die.”

You can only give him a small frown, your heart aching at his pained expression, the tiredness and exhaustion so apparent in his shoulders. You knew that Jaebum loved you, and you loved him as well. You both had survived together these last ten months before of each other. Ever since the sickness had first started spreading it had been the two of you. You’d taken care of him as he’d watched his closest friends either succumb to the brain deteriorating illness, turning them into some unknown creatures and as he’d also watched some of them die before his eyes. He’d taken care of you on the nights where you were sure that tomorrow wouldn’t come, holding you tightly in his arms.

Despite all those times that you were so scared of dying, when you’d thought that the sun wouldn’t rise for you again, you’d never felt the way you did now. You couldn’t quite explain what this feeling was; at best, it was understanding. You’d been attacked a week ago, the infected nails of one of the eaters clinging to your thigh and leaving four long gashes across its entire length.

Jaebum had used a few too many bullets on it, probably wasting more than necessary after the incident. He’d carried you all the way back to the cabin that had become your safe house a month earlier. He’d done his best to clean it, had tried everything he could, but it was hard when there was no fresh water. The whole trip had been to see if maybe you could find some canned foods or bottled waters. You’d come back empty handed and injured. You did your best to stay hopeful, but after two days the infection was already apparent. The skin around the wound was ruby red, and burned like nothing you’d ever felt. The fever started on day four, making you completely immobile and stuck on the couch. You knew that Jaebum was trying to protect you, knew that he didn’t want you to think that this was it, but you’d seen the puss on the bandages he was changing and failed to show you; you smelt the wound and it smelt like infection.

Laying there now, watching Jaebum refuse to face the truth was the worst symptom thus far. The fever was eating you from the inside out, and you could barely move. You weren’t going to make it to the end of the week, and it scared you what Jaebum might do when the time came. “Jaebum, you need to look at me and talk to me.”

“And you need to rest, and save your energy.” He said as he stood and walked towards where your supplies were, pulling things out and debating if there was something he could use to help with the infection. “I’m hoping it rains tomorrow. If it rains, then I’ll make sure to collect as much as I can. There were lots of pots in the kitchen so I’ll set all of them out.”


“After that I’ll just need to start a fire.”


“But I’ll need to figure out how to hang the pots above the fire without burning myself but-“

“Jaebum, I’m going to die.”

You watched the immediately shift in his stance. You saw how he’d gone from planning to pure silence, completely still. Again, the pain in your heart flared, but he needed to stop ignoring what was happening. He needed to accept what was going to happen. The silence stretched on for longer than you’d hoped but you needed him to acknowledge it and quit brushing it away as if he didn’t hear what you were saying. Slowly but surely you watched the muscles in his back unwind, his shoulders drooping down and his head falling down. Despite everything the two of you had endured these past ten months, you’d rarely seen him cry. Once when he thought you were sleeping you’d laid and listened to the man sob into his arm, the pain of losing his last friend too much to handle. Then you had crawled from your sleeping spot and towards him so that you could comfort him, but now, in this condition you weren’t able to do that.

He wasn’t sobbing like he had that night, probably holding back because he knew you were watching, but it didn’t matter because it hurt regardless. “Baby please come here,” you finally said, unable to take the silence anymore. If he turned down the topic again then so be it, but you just needed him to stop crying. “Baby please.”

Finally, you watched as he wiped at his cheeks, turning and making his way swiftly to you, falling onto his knees as he took your face in his hands and kissed you hard. Pulling his lips away he keeps his forehead against yours, wincing at how hot it was but refusing to let go, his hands still holding your face. “I tried…I tried so hard to save you,” he whispers, your hand finding his hair and running your fingers through it.

“I know you did baby. You did everything you could. You took amazing care of me,” you whisper as you scratch his scalp lightly. “You’re so strong…so strong and I know that even when I’m gone you’re going to make it.”

He clenches his eyes shut, frustrated that life has brought you here. Things shouldn’t be like this. He should still be performing with his best friends, seeing the world and taking you with. The two of you should be betting married and agreeing that soon you’d start trying for a family. You shouldn’t be running for your lives every single day and wondering when you’ll find food next. You shouldn’t have ever gotten injured like you had and most of all…you shouldn’t be dying. You shouldn’t be ready to die for another seventy years at least.

Somewhere between the gentle feel of your hand running through his hair and your words Jaebum had started to cry again. “What am I supposed to do without you? I can’t do this without you. I can’t be alone; I can’t handle this world all alone…” the words are twisted off into harrowing sobs by now but you don’t stop them. Instead you allow him the moment to grieve and be in pain, taking over by pulling his head down so that’s it’s tucked nicely into the crook of your neck, hands still stroking his hair. Tears are slipping down your own face but nothing more. You know that this will be the last time you’ll be able to truly take care of him and so you concentrate on that. When he’s finally calmed down, sniffling softly and nuzzling his face into your neck you pull his face back up.

“Make me…”


“Make me a promise that you won’t kill yourself or let yourself be taken by eaters.”

It hurt to say out loud, the old you never even thinking to imagine that Jaebum would do such a thing. Even after looking death in the face multiple times, you’d never been scared of him taking his own life. But you knew what misery did to a man, and you knew what hopelessness did to the human race. As painful of a statement as it was, Jaebum would be alone when you died. For the last four months, it had been only you and him. You hadn’t found anybody else that you trusted enough to join and you both had lost all of your family and friends. When you died, Jaebum would need to keep moving on and find new shelter. You knew he wouldn’t be able to stay here if this was where you would die, and besides that there was no food.

“Promise me that you’ll leave, that you’ll stay safe and not be too reckless. Promise me that you’ll try and find a camp of some sorts. Remember the rumors going around that communities were starting to pick up? Find one. Make me that promise Jaebum,” You said, pulling all of your strength into this, making sure that your tone was hard and serious, making sure that he was looking you dead in the eyes.

With one sharp movement, he nodded at you, his eyes hard but showing you that he was being serious. He would honor this last promise to you and make sure that he fulfilled it.

“I love you Im Jaebum. Maybe in another world we can meet again and grow old together.”

Bringing his face closer to yours he brushes his nose against yours, eyes closed as he inhales deeply. He’d never remember your smell. Never remember the gentleness of your eyes or the determination that had overtaken them when the world had started to fall apart. He’ll never forget the way you loved him, and the way he loved you; he’d fight till the end of the world to keep that memory and never let it go.

“I love you too [Y/N], until the very end. I love you…”


Three days later when you died in Jaebum’s arms he wrapped you one of the curtains that he’d torn from the cabin’s windows. Twenty feet from the place that had acted as a home in many ways he found a patch of daisies and began to dig a hold next to them. No longer did he cry and scream in agony. He’d cherished the last few days he’d been gifted with. He would live with the pain of losing you in his heart for the rest of your life, but he now had a reason to live and that was the promise he had made for you. Just as you had asked he would leave and find one of the communities that was beginning. He’d find a spot there and continue to fight this terrible war that was happening. When it was rightfully his time to go, he wouldn’t fight, just like you hadn’t, and he would pray that he’d find you waiting for him. Ever so lightly did he lower you to the ground, saying a silent prayer to you and holding you to him one last time before he laid the earth back on top of you, and replanted some of the daisies over your burial spot.

With supplies packed and ready to go, he pulled one last thing out of the bag that used to be yours; a bandana that you’d worn for the last ten years now wrapped securely around his wrist, a reminder of what he was to face, and what he was to uphold.

For you; always for you.

Prompt: Grillby X Sans (and/or Papyrus & Sans); Sans is badly injured (as in “down to a decimal point” kind of injured) and has to deal with overly-protective loved ones.

Thank you, @lovethebadguy!  This prompt kind of catered to my interests, so it ended up a little long for a drabble (it’s about 5k).  Whoops.  

Rating: T

Relationships: Sans/Grillby, Sans & Papyrus, Sans & Various Others

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Into You

Originally posted by jiminsassbutt

“Different people awaken different beast in you.”

Summary: Jackson the guy who’s known to get around is not the type to stick to relationships. But will happen when he falls for one specific girl? Read to find out what happens.


Previous Parts:

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 //

Part 4 is here~

More Parts:

Part 5 // Part 6 // Part 7 // Part 8 // Part 9 // Part 10 // Part 11 // Part 12 // Part 13 // Part 14 // Part 15 //



A day passes after the party and you didn’t see Jackson anywhere or heard about him ever since. Things were going to be back to normal you thought to yourself, but you spoke way too soon… You still had to write an essay that was due in three days, and the best place to write your essay was at a coffee shop that was near the school campus. You sat at a empty table taking out your laptop, notebook, and started to get a headstart on your essay.

Just as you were lost in your thoughts you felt someone staring right at you. You stopped writing in your notebook and looked up and looked around the coffee shop. You spotted Jackson and he looked away.

“Okay?” you mumbled confused.

You looked down back at your notebook and was about to write again, but just then after a couple of minutes lost in your thoughts you hear someone clear their throats and it was Jackson….

“What do you want?” you said already annoyed.

“Can we talk?” Jackson says as you looked at him scared on what he has to say…


“About?” you asked confused. “About what happened the night of the party,” Jackson says and you rolled your eyes. To be honest you didn’t want to hear a single word Jackson had to tell you but you knew he would talk to you no matter what. 

“Fine talk,” you said closing your laptop and giving your full attention to Jackson.

“I’m sorry, what I said was rude.” Jackson says and you nodded. For once we have something we both can agree on.

“Cool,” you said and looked at your notebook.

“Cool? Is that all your going to say after I apologized?” Jackson says offended. 

“Yeah,” you responded and you began to write. You could feel Jackson still in front of you. You looked at him and he looked really annoyed. At this point you didn’t care whether he was mad at your or not, but his comment was completely unnecessary.

“Your roommate made me come here and apologize to whatever I did, but you know what I take it back cause your a bitch,” Jackson says and your eyes widen. You could never let a guy disrespect you like the way he just did. You were planning to let Jackson get the last word but he just called you a bitch and now expects you to keep your mouth shut? This guys has some nerves..

“Call me a bitch all you want, but I’m not the one who is a fucking perv and is a fucking dick most of the times. I’m only a bitch cause you make me this way,” you said gathering your things and as soon as you had everything in your hands, you left the coffee shop without saying another world to Jackson. 

You can’t be around him anymore. He drives you crazy getting you annoyed and ruining your day. 


By the time you written some of your essay down you needed a break. You laid down on your bed closing your eyes till all of sudden you hear your phone vibrate. You stretched out your hand and reached for your phone still having your eyes closed. As soon as you had your phone in front of you, you opened your eyes and you received a text from your roommate. 

12:45pm Come down to the beach~ I won’t take no as answer, I told Jackson to pick you up. So be ready!

You sat up and your eyes widen. You didn’t care about going to the beach, but the part when she mentioned Jackson got you annoyed. But you clearly couldn’t say no so you got up and got ready for the beach. Couldn’t your roommate have maybe warned you or asked you if it was okay to get picked up by Jackson instead of just sending him your direction. You pulled out an extra bag and carried extra clothes in case of anything and extra undergear. You grabbed your bikini and wore it underneath your outfit and applied sunscreen all over yourself. By the time you were ready you were about to continue on your essay till you heard a knock on your door. You got up and walked over to the door with your bag and found Jackson standing in front of your door..

“Ready to go?” he says making no obnoxious comment.

“Yeah,” you replied and he nodded. 

You both exited your way out of the dorms and on your way to his car. 

“You could sit in the passenger seat if you want,” Jackson offers and you looked at him. 

Why isn’t he making any rude comments? Something was up but you weren’t going to ruin the moment. You just nodded and slowly entered his car as he did the same. You actually prefers to hear Jackson be silent than deal with his rude side. The car ride started off with silence. Jackson had the radio playing but the music still didn’t stop the awkward tension that was around..  You didn’t mind the silence but then it slowly started to get to you.

“Sorry,” you blurted out and he glanced at you. “Sorry?” he asks confused. 

“Sorry about my roommate, she probably made you come and pick me up,” you said looking out the window and you were expecting Jackson to either agree or even remain silence but nope.

“Actually I offered…” Jackson says causing you to slowly look at him. He did what?

“Why?” you asked confused. “She was going to make you call a taxi, and since I’m friends with her I wanted to do the favor for her,” Jackson says and you sighed. 

For her, of course…..

“Oh,” was the only words that came in mind.

Again silence occurred…

“What are your hobbies?” Jackson asks you and you couldn’t help to laugh. 

Is he being serious right now? You glanced at him and he continued looking forward at the road. Should you just answer? Or should you question him? You gave in and just kept the conversation going. Arguing with Jackson has been getting tiring and it wouldn’t hurt to have at least one conversation with him.

“(Your hobbies)” you responded and he glances at you and smiles. “You? Besides picking up girls?” you questioned him and just from glancing at him from the corner of your eyes, you could see him smirking. “Dancing, rapping and beatboxing,” he responds.

“Ah I see you have secret talents,” you said and he nodded. “There’s a lot you don’t know about me,” Jackson says causing you to just look at him. “You’re right,” was all you could say and he looked completely taken back from my response. Was he expecting you to make a rude comment?  

“I’m right?” he asks making sure he was hearing right. “Yeah, you are completely right, here we are arguing over something stupid yet we know nothing about each other,” you said and then sighed. “I honestly don’t like arguing with people,” you said and he nodded in agreement.

“So should we start all over?” he asks unsure and you thought about it and realized why not. “Yeah, I would like that,” You responded back.

Yes you might be crazy for giving Jackson a chance to be your friend. But only as your friend…. Silence fills up the car and the next thing you know you both bursted out of laughter. 

“Since you know how to beatbox, why don’t you show me what you can do?” you said smirking as you crossed your arms.

“That I can do,” He says and he stay quiet. After a while he begins to beatbox making you bob your head to each beat Jackson made using the side of his mouth. You smiled in amazement and after a while an idea appeared in your head. 

“Sitting next to Jackson while he’s beatboxing, meanwhile here I am trying to rap,” you said and then began to laugh. Jackson looked at you and you still continued to laugh.

“Rapping your skill too?” Jackson asks smirking. “No, did you not just hear me? I was terrible,” You said and you both began to laugh. 

At least you both arrived at a beach but the beach looked empty. Where is your roommate? 

“Um… Jackson are we at the right beach?” You asked looking around the window. “Yeah, I’m sure. We are easton beach.” he says and you looked at him.

“We were suppose to go to Weston beach. Wrong beach!” you said and he awkwardly smiles.

Just as he was going to turn on the car and drive we heard a pop and you jumped from fear.

“What was that?” You asked nervously. He quickly got out of the car and looked at the tire. 

Just our luck…. THE TIRE POPPED!

“We have a problem…” Jackson says getting back in the car and at this point you wanted to scream and cry but an idea popped in your head. “It’s okay we can just call my roommate,” you said pulling out your phone.

But just as you pulled out your phone, your phone suddenly dies. “Shit my phone died, where’s your phone?” you asked Jackson. 

He patted down his pockets and his eyes widen. 

“Um… Kind of forgot it?” he said and your mouth dropped.



One Last Time (VIII)

Characters: Hoseok (Jhope) & Reader

Genre: Angst, fluff & smut

Series: Intro, Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9 (Finale)  

Summary: Hoseok is a member of a very successful boy group, BTS, while you are a trainee, who is getting ready for debut. The two of you have been dating for two years, but he suddenly left you without another word. No explanation. No apology. Nothing. You were left to suffer and find the answers yourself. If only you knew how painful the truth was going to be, you wouldn’t have been so determined to find out. But one thing that hurt more than the truth, was what the past could bring.

Hi again 😊 I’m back with another chapter for the One Last Time series. Although I had planned to post this last night, I didn’t quite finish… so here it is now. :) I hope you guys liked it? I always love to hear what you guys think ❤️ I will try my best to get the next chapter out as soon as  I can. Just a heads up, the next chapter will be the finale 🎉 Until next time, remember to like, reblog and share. Happy Reading~

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

“You’re going where?” Seoyoung and Vanessa both asked in sync.

Taken back by how shocked they were, you stared with wide eyes and said,

“I said I’m going out on a date…”

As you walked towards the closet to look for something appropriate to wear on a first date, Seoyoung ran up to your side and turned you to look at her.

“Y/N.. Let me get this clear.. you’re going on a date with Hoseok… Jung Hoseok?” She asked


“Is that a question or an answer?” She asked.

“I mean.. he and I aren’t really calling it a date. He just asked to hang out and I said okay.” You shrugged.

“Unni. Hang out? Even I know he can’t possibly mean that the of you are just hanging out. It’s a date. It has to be a date.” Vanessa said as she too joined you and Seoyoung by your closet.

Feeling suffocated being around the two of them, you walked away from them and said,

“It’s not big deal really.”

“No big deal? You like the guy and you’re telling me that it’s no big deal? He invited you to attend his concert, which was last night, and you’re still telling me that it’s no big deal? Do I have to remind you that the two of you hung out, alone, after the concert and you didn’t get back home until like 4 in the morning? Are you really telling me that its’ no big deal?” Seoyoung asked.

Deep down you knew that you were nervous and hesitant about the meeting because you didn’t want to get your hopes up for nothing. Besides, you were nothing but a trainee, while he was an idol, how were things ever suppose to work out for the two of you?

“Y/N?” Seoyoung called as you were still deep in thought.

“Unni?” Vanessa also called as she nudged you.

“What? Yeah?” You finally answered.

“What’s wrong?” Seoyoung asked.  

“Nothing is wrong.” You lied as you sat on your bed.

Joining you, Seoyoung said,

“Don’t lie to me what’s wrong? You were just fine a minute ago, why do you look so down all of a sudden?”

After minutes of struggling with your own thoughts, you spoke up and said,

“What if… What if I’m the one who’s thinking too much? What if he really is just treating this hang out as.. two people getting to know each other, while I’m here struggling to remind myself that we’re never going to happen?” You sighed.

As Vanessa curled by your side as a sign of comfort, Seoyoung said,

“Y/N… I don’t know about anyone else, but for a guy to invite you to his concert and meet up with him backstage after the concert and ask you to hang out the following day, I don’t have a single ounce of doubt when I say that he likes you.”

“Unni. You’re just saying that.” You pouted.

“Y/N. You stupid girl. Are you kidding me? Would you want to hang out with someone that you don’t like?” She asked.

“No…” You quietly said.

“He obviously has some sort of feelings for you. Don’t think so lowly of yourself.” Seoyoung sighed.

“I’ll try.”

“Now come on. You have a date to go to, and Vanessa and I are going to doll you up so nice that he’s going to wish he would have asked you out long long time ago.” Seoyoung cheered.

And so they did for hours. Four hours to be exact. From what seemed like an endless change of clothing, to endless hairstyles and makeup attempts, you were already tired out before Hoseok’s manager could even pick you up from the dorm.

Leaning back to get a better look at you, Vanessa said,

“Unni. If oppa doesn’t want you, he really needs to get some glasses, because you’re beautiful.”

Blushing from her compliment, you reached for your phone after hearing an incoming call.

“Hello?” You answered.

“Hey. I… uh.. I’m here.” Hoseok nervously said.

“Oh. Um. Uh. Okay. I’m coming down now.” You shyly smiled into the receiver.

“Ohhh! He’s here!” The two cheered with almost as much excitement as you were feeling within.

Just as you were out the door, Seoyoung said,

“Break a leg Y/N. If he doesn’t want you, there are plenty more guys in the world.”

“And what if he’s the one I want?”  You chuckled already feeling a little calmer.

“Well… then… that’s why I said break a leg.” She winked before closing the door.

As soon as you saw a familiar van, you shyly greeted the manager, as he opened the door for you.

Just as you were about to hop in, the manager whispered,

“He’s been pretty jittery all day because of you.”

Giving him a surprised look, you quietly confessed,

“Me too.”

After giving you a wide smile, for the first time today, you turned to see Hosoek stare at you in complete awe, and you could have sworn that you looked at him the same way, if not even more taken back. Although you noticed that unlike you, he wasn’t wearing any makeup, he was, to you, the most beautiful person on this planet.  

Not knowing how long you were actually left just staring into his eyes, you eventually hopped into the van and sat in the vacant seat right beside Hoseok.

“Hi.” You shyly greeted.

“Hi.” He brightly smiled.

As the car started to move, he turned his whole body towards you and said,

“I thought that maybe we could start the night by going to one of my favourite cafes in Seoul. I mean.. that is if it’s okay with you.” He nervously laughed.

“Yeah. Of course. I’d love to.” You happily nodded.

To say that the ride to the cafe was awkward would have been an understatement, something about that day seemed different. You’ve been alone with Hoseok before, and he has never acted so nervous. It also wasn’t like he hasn’t been alone with you before. Something was different, and you were nervous as to just what he was thinking about.

Trying to take your mind off of your worried thoughts, you looked outside of the window and admired the beautiful night view of Seoul.

As soon as the van came to a stop, you were thankful that Hoseok had asked to meet up at night, because by now, there weren’t a lot of people around, meaning that the chances of someone recognizing Hoseok was very slim. You hopped out and instantly shivered at the sudden cold breeze brushing against your skin, but that was only momentarily, because before you knew it, you felt a pair of warm arms wrap around your shoulders warming your shivering body.

“You should have worn a jacket.” He sighed.

“I. uh. Forgot.” You awkwardly laughed.

You weren’t lying. You actually were planning on bringing a jacket, but Vanessa and Seoyoung had insisted that you shouldn’t, so Hoseok could either offer you his jacket or just kept you by his side.

“Well then I guess we better hurry in.” He said as he silently admired how you seemed to fit perfectly right under his arms.

Once the two of you were inside the cafe, Hoseok happily greeted the store owner who seemed shocked to witness his firm grip around you.

“What?” He asked the moment he felt you attempt you push yourself away.

“I. Uh. There’s people watching.” You shyly said.

“Who cares? Let them stare.” He smirked.

“What?” You gasped.

Thankfully, there were only a handful of customers in the cafe, because if there were anymore, you were certain that someone would have eventually noticed him.

“What can I get the two of you today?” The storeowner happily asked, making sure to emphasize on the word ‘two’.

“I’ll have one americano, and what do you want Y/N?” He asked.

“One hot chocolate please.” You smiled.

Although you had insisted to pay, Hoseok quickly declined it, saying that today was his treat.

“The next date will be on you.” He winked.

“Next… date?” You stuttered.

Does that mean that today is also a date?

“Yeah. Next date. Deal?” He asked.

“Uh. Yeah okay.” You answered.

Once both of your drinks came, he led you to the second floor of the cafe where he sat the two of you down at a table near the windows.

Having caught up with how each other’s day went, Hoseok went along and asked about whether you’re still in school.

“I actually graduated from high school recently.”  You smiled.

“And now you work?”

“Not exactly.” You said.

“Not exactly?” He curiously asked.

“I uh… I’ve been a trainee for a while under this one entertainment company.” You nervously said.

Completely shocked by what you said, it took him seconds before Hoseok finally spoke up and said,

“Wait. Wait. You’re a trainee right now?”

“Yeah. I mean at least as of right now I am.” You said.

“So you want to be an idol?” He asked.

“Well… Yeah. That’s my plan I guess.” You shrugged.

“It’s hard isn’t it?” He softly smiled.

You were taken back by his question, because no one in the couple of years that you’ve started training had asked you about how you felt. Even you’re parents only ever asked if you were eating well, and even then you had lied to them and said that you were eating just fine.

“I… I guess.” You quietly said.

Having just debuted not too long ago, Hoseok knew firsthand just how hard it must be as a trainee.

“I remember how many times I cried and had second thoughts of becoming an idol because of how hard it was.” He weakly smiled.

This was a side of Hoseok that you had never even imagined getting to know, so you were in complete shock when he openly told you about his past.

“I… Yeah. I get it. I still have those days when I’m wondering if I’m doing the right thing.” You said.

“But are you happy doing what you’re doing right now, right?” He asked.

“Yeah. I am.” You smiled.

“Then that’s all that matters.” He said.

Maybe it was because the more the two of you talked, the more you found you had common, because it wasn’t until the store owner announced that she was closing the store for the night, that the two of you finally realized that you had been in the cafe for hours.

“Wow. I never thought that we would be here for so long.” He said in great astonishment.

“I didn’t either.”

“I had a lot of plans for tonight, I can’t believe that I had forgotten about them.” He sighed.

“I had a lot of fun though.” You comfortingly said.

“You did?” He asked.

“Of course I did. You.. did.. too right?” You asked.

“Yes. Of course I did.” He said as he once again gave a smile that took your breathe away.

Just as you were about to thank him for the night, he asked,

“Y/N? Are you… in a rush to get home… right now?”

“No. Not really.” You answered.

“Great. Because I wanted you to come by our dorm and maybe meet our members?” He suggested.

“Oh. O-of course. Sure.” You said instantly starting to become nervous at the thought of meeting all the members at once.

As if meeting Hoseok himself wasn’t already a dream come true. he was going to bring you to his dorm and introduce you to the members.. formally.

Sensing your sudden change in mood, he said,

“It’s okay. There’s no need to be nervous. They’re all dying to see you.”

“Dying to see me? Why?” You asked.

“Because. They’re curious as to how the girl I’m constantly thinking about is really like.” He confessed before quickly heading downstairs leaving you in complete shock.

He’s… been.. thinking about me?

When you finally found the strength to walk down the stairs, you quickly greeted the store owner  who was quietly talking to Hoseok.

“Hi.” You awkwardly greeted the two.

“Y/N. It was so nice to meet you today.” The owner gushed.

“It was nice to meet you too.” You smiled.

Leaning in a little too close, you froze as she quietly said,

“I’ve never seen him so happy and I’ve known him for years. I’m glad that he’s met you.”

Not knowing what to say, you gave her a shy smile and looked up to see Hoseok give the two of you a questionable look.

“We should go now noona. We’ve bothered you more than enough tonight.” He apologized as he reached for your hand.

Happily staring at him, you reciprocated by giving his hand a warm grip which he widely smiled at.

“Oh. It was nothing. Do come visit often though.” She smiled before finally excusing herself saying that she needed to tidy up.

As the two of you waited for his manager to arrive, you continued to admire how well your hands fit in his, and how even with just a simple gesture like holding hands, you felt yourself fall deeper and deeper in love with him.

Once the van has arrived, the two of you suddenly fell into complete silence. Suddenly feeling awkward all over again, you tried to carried out a conversation with him, but it was no use, no matter what you brought up, his one word answers instantly shut you down.

Anxiety got to the best of you, and before you could stop yourself, you turned towards Hoseok who was looking out the window and asked,

“Is there… something wrong? You suddenly got really… quiet.”

Without even bothering to turn to look at you, he mumbled that he was fine.

Not feeling even the slightest convinced, you started off poking his arm until eventually he turned around, and for the first time in the night, he has a slight uncertainty written over his face.

“What’s wrong?” You worriedly asked.

After minutes of internally struggling with himself, he finally gave in and said,

“I.. I don’t know if I’m doing the right thing. I like you Y/N. I really really do, and believe me when I say that, but.. I’m not sure if this is right.”


You stared at him dumbfounded. You felt as if your whole world suddenly came crashing down. One minute he was one of the sweetest most loving man on earth, and then next minute he was isolating himself from you thinking if asking you out on a date was the right thing to do.

After many attempts to find the right words to say, you settled with,

“I…I mean… I can leave… and go home right now.. ”

Struggling just as much as you were, he quickly said,

“No. No! Y/N it’s just.. I never thought that I would like you this quickly, and I’m scared. I don’t want you to leave me like Jessica did for someone else. I really want this to work, but I just.. I can’t handle you leaving me too. I’m sorry. I really should have thought this through before I asked you out today.”

Jessica? Who’s Jessica?

Is he telling me that he regrets asking me out on a date?

Is this… it? Is it time to call it a night….?

Trying hard to swallow the lump in your throat, you said,

“I.. um. You know what? I can go home right now. It’s fine. Clearly things aren’t really working well right now.”

Just as you were about to ask his manager to drop you back off at your dorm, Hoseok practically turned your whole body to look straight into his eyes, which were now filled with what seemed like fear, as he said,

“No. Y/N. I don’t want you to leave. I just..  I’m so sorry. I thought I was going to be okay and move on, but there are certain things that I never knew needed so much time for healing. I want to be with you. God. You don’t know how much I want to be with you, but I just realized.. that I can’t give you everything that you want in a relationship right now. I can’t be a boyfriend who will always be there for you. I can’t be a boyfriend who can give you a hundred precent of my heart, at least for now I can’t. And I didn’t realize until now that… I really don’t deserve someone like you.”

Swallowing the sudden urge to cry, you found yourself completely taken back by how honest and sincere he was. Clearly the Hoseok that you were so used to seeing on television, who basically had confidence oozing out of him, was actually just as insecure as you were, and you couldn’t have been happier to see this side of him.

“Hoseok. I don’t need you to always be there for me. I don’t need you to give me every part of your heart right now. I don’t need all the extra things that come with being with you. Isn’t just you liking me and me liking you enough? Feelings take time, and I don’t expect you to suddenly love me just days after we met.”

Looking at you while his eyes were filled with admiration, he whispered,

“How did I get so lucky?”

Never would he have thought that he would meet someone who was so understanding and patient as you were, because exactly like what you had said on your first date, you waited. You waited months for him until he was finally ready to open up to you, in which you gladly accepted and helped him mend his previously broken heart.

When Hoseok had first told you about Jessica, you were angry, furious even, that someone could be so cold and leave him in such a heartless way. You didn’t blame him, not even once, for feeling so scarred because of Jessica, which was one of the reasons why he loved you so much. Where else was he ever going to find a girl who was willing to wait for him like you?

You were the sun to his rainy days.

You were his rainbow after a rainstorm.

You were his heaven to his hell.

You were his… happiness.

His… everything.

There is was. There was the memory that your brain had long attempted to forget.

The memory of you and Hoseok that he had tried to hard to not bring up.

Quickly someone find something to put in her mouth so she doesn’t bite her tongue!


Y/N? Y/N? Please Please Please be okay!

Wait.. what’s happening? Why do I need to be okay?

Is the defibrillator ready?

Defi… bri.. what?

Stand clear everyone we’re charging!

Wait. What’s happening? What are we charging?

Charging 200 joules.

Everyone stand clear!

Wait? What?

Nothing is happening… why is nothing happening?

Charing 360 joules.

Everyone stand clear!

Please Y/N. Please.. be okay.

Y/N? Are you okay?

She’s waking up!

One blink. You winced at how much your eyes burned at the brightness of the ceiling lights.

Another blink. You suddenly felt so drained out, and you weren’t sure as to what had exactly happened. One minute you thought you were dreaming about Hoseok, and then the next minute, your vision went fuzzy, and you were finding it hard to concentrate.

“Y/N?” You heard someone say.

As hard as you tried, you couldn’t quite find the strength in your body to move towards the sound of the voice.

“Y/N? I’m your doctor dear. If you hear me blink once.”

You blinked.

“Oh thank goodness.” You heard someone, who sounded like your mom say from within the room.

“Okay. She’s back. We’re going to have to do some tests and try to find out what exactly happened, but my biggest guess as of now would be that due to the major head injury that she had sustained weeks ago could have suddenly caused a seizure, and although it may be rare, could have led to a cardiac arrest. ” The doctor sighed.

Once the doctor dismissed herself, you watched as your parents, managers and members all gathered around you.

“How are you feeling?” Your mom asked as she wiped a stray tear off her cheek.

“I’ve been better.” You weakly said.

You felt tired. So tired that you were sure within seconds that you would be able to fall asleep.

“Do.. do you remember who I am?” Elizabeth asked.

Although your reaction was not up to par, it took a few seconds before you turned to her and gave her a disappointed look and said,

“Of course. How could I forget you?”

“No. But… do you remember.. us? We’re in a group with Seoyoung unni and we just recently debuted?”

“Yes. I remember.” You mumbled.

“You remember?” Seoyoung shockingly asked.

Giving her a nod, you watched as everyone’s face lightened up.

Your two managers excused themselves saying that they had to make some calls to the company, leaving you with your parents and members.

It must have been that your exhaustion was pretty evident, because they quickly urged you to take a nap.

“We’ll talk after you’ve taken a nice rest.” You dad said.

Not even having the energy to fight, you quickly drifted off to a much needed restful sleep.

It took days before the doctors finally came to a conclusion as to what had exactly happened that day. A seizure is what they called it, which most likely occurred due to your head injuries. Although it was highly rare, the doctors ironically called you one of the ‘special’ ones, who experienced a cardiac arrest due to the seizure and had survived. You were what they called, the hospital’s miracle.

Fearing for a reoccurrence of a seizure, the doctors made sure to have someone come by every hour. You didn’t feel even the slightest bit of annoyance from how worried everyone was, because it even scared you to think that you could have been seconds away from breathing your last breath of fresh air.

Although many would have thought differently, you treated this incident as a blessing because it allowed you to realize how important life was, and how you needed to live your life without dreading about the past, and just move on. Or at least try to. Which meant, it was finally time to say goodbye to Hoseok.

Although Hoseok had not visited, the members made sure to visit you everyday even if you insisted not to.

“Trust me. We’re here because we want to.” Namjoon said one day.

On that day Namjoon came to visit by himself. Before taking a seat beside the bed, he placed the beautiful bouquet of flowers on to the side of the bed, that was now crowded from gifts given by not only your members and family members, but also from your loving fans.

“I know how busy you guys are. I don’t want to feel like I’m taking so much of your time.” You sighed.

“We all care about you Y/N. I’m pretty sure all the members will agree with me in saying that no matter how busy and tired we are, we’ll find time to come visit you.” He said.

You froze at the mention of all his member, causing your mind to instantly drift to Hoseok. Although you hadn’t said anything, you were furious. Angry. So angry that you felt your blood boil every time you thought about him. You were angry that he had lied to you. You were angry that he had hurt you again. You are angry that he left without a single word. But most importantly,  you were angry…at yourself for falling for him again.

“Can you do me a favour?” You suddenly asked.


“Can you make sure that Hoseok never comes to visit? I don’t think I can deal with any of this anymore.”

“Y/N….I…” He stuttered, not knowing what else to say.

Something felt weird about Namjoon, but you decided not to ask him about it, so instead you continued and said,

“I remember everything Namjoon. I remember what happened before the accident. I remember Jessica. I remember you guys, and I most definitely remember Hoseok. These last few weeks have been amazing to have a temporary fresh start in life, but all good things come to an end right? I don’t think I can handle seeing Hoseok again. I mean that is if he’s was ever planning to come visit, which I mean, would be pretty unlikely now since he has a girlfriend.” You weakly smiled.

Seeing you so torn at just the mention of his name, Namjoon decided that maybe now wouldn’t be the best time to persuade you to rethink your decision.

“I understand.” He simply said.

Giving him a small smile, you added,

“You guys also really don’t have to come visit. I mean it. Don’t come because he’s telling you guys to.”

“Y/N. We’re here not because of Hoseok. Honestly, even if he hadn’t asked us to come, we would have came anyways. We’re friends right? And…. no matter what your relationship with Hoseok will be like, we’re all still going to be your friends. We’re never going to stop caring about you.”

Suddenly feeling overwhelmed with emotions, you invited Namjoon into your open arms, which he gladly walked into.

“And if I’m being completely honest. We all like you more than Hani.” He mumbled into your hair.

Giving him a playful slap on his back, you instantly felt better.

Sure, maybe your relationship with Hoseok was ruined, but you were glad that you had friends like Namjoon and the rest of the members who treated you like family. That’s when you realized that their friendship and love was actually enough, and that you didn’t need to be in love to be happy.

Needless to say, after Namjoon’s visit, you were once again starting to feel a lot better both emotionally and physically, which greatly helped with your recovery.

And like promised, Hoseok never did show up…. until much.. much later.

It took Hoseok weeks to finally visit you. As soon as he heard about your seizure scare, he wanted to drop everything and run to the hospital, but his busy schedule and his company’s orders made it impossible to do so. Even when he did finally find the time to visit you, his busy schedule limited his visit time to a measly fifteen minutes, which even then he didn’t complain, because as long as he saw with his own eyes that you were okay, he would have been content.

The moment he entered the room, his tracks instantly stopped at the sight of your sudden fallen face due to his appearance.

“What are you doing here?” You asked.

He was taken back by the sudden coldness in your voice.

“I…. I came to visit.” He stuttered.

From the members, he heard that you had regained your memory, and as happy was he was, he had selfishly hoped that part of you actually forget about him because he knew, the moment your memory came back, you would want nothing to do with him.

“Don’t you have a girlfriend that you need to see?”

Maybe if you weren’t so emotional, you wouldn’t have spoken so harshly, but the moment you saw Hoseok, you couldn’t help but lash at him. You hated how stupid you were for falling for him all over again. You hated him for lying to you. You hated him for lying about the relationship that the two of you had. You hated him for making you feel so….. stupid. Even though half of the things that you were mad about weren’t completely his fault, you were so mad that you blamed everything on him.

“Y/N… It’s not like that. I came to visit you because I was worried about you I-“

“And now you see that I’m perfectly fine. You can go now.” You quickly said cutting him off.

“Y/N.. Baby. I wanted to talk to you…”

You suddenly cringed at the pet name that you had once loved.

“We don’t have anything to talk about. I think you’ve done enough talking while my memory was gone. Actually. I think you’ve done more than enough. What did you say? We were good friends? Good friends my ass.” You scuffed.

“Y/N…. I have explain just li-“

“Leave.” You sternly said, not even caring that you had cut him off again.

“Y/N.” He softly said.

“Leave.” You said again.

“Please. Just listen to me. I prom-“

“Leave. Just fucking leave me alone.” You harshly said.

“You trust me don’t you?” He softly asked.

Looking at him in complete disgust, you asked,

“Trust you? Do you think that I can actually trust you? You think I can trust you after everything that had happened? You think I can just pretend that nothing happened? That you hadn’t just broken up with me because of my company, without even discussing with me? And as if that wasn’t enough, you decided to once again choose my life for me by not telling me who we were? What right do you have to decide how my life goes? And now you ask me if I trust you? How can I possibly trust you. You didn’t visit me for weeks and suddenly come back one day asking if I trust you? And then what happened? I find out that you’re dating someone new through the internet? Just. Leave. Now.”

You hadn’t even noticed that you were crying, until you felt your shirt damp from your tears.

“Y/N. Please.” He begged.

You suddenly felt so tired and drained, that you barely had the energy to fight him.

“Please. Hoseok. Just… leave. Please?” You now begged as tears continued to stream down your cheeks with no indication when they were going to stop.

“I… I can’t leave you like this Y/N. Please let me explain. Please. Just one minute. One minute.” He begged.

Furiously shaking you head, you said,

“No. I can’t. I can’t do this anymore Hoseok. If you’re dating someone, don’t come back and visit me. I don’t need you to come anymore, in fact, I’m begging you, please don’t come anymore. I’m so done with all this. I’m so tired. I’m so tired of being sad because of you. I’m so tired of constantly thinking about who we were. I.. I just want to move on.” You quietly said as you wiped your tears with the back of your hand.

“You don’t mean that.” He said.

“I’m done Hoseok. I’m so done. I’m so fucking drained emotionally and physically. Please just fucking leave.” You quietly repeated over and over again.


“Hoseok. Leave.” Seoyoung said the moment she walked into the room and saw that you were a crying mess.


“Leave. Now. Come on. Leave.” She said again as she approached Hoseok to push him out the door.

Before the sound of Hoseok voice was completely out of earshot, you heard him say,

“Please. Let me just talk to her. I can’t leave her like this.”

And then the only sound filling the room was the the sound of your cries.

“Noona. Please.” Hoseok begged now in a complete crying mess.

“Hoseok. Are you fucking kidding me? We’re in the fucking hospital and you’re yelling like a complete mad man. Do you need the whole world to know that you’re visit Y/N right now?” Seoyoung angrily said as soon as she had freed Hoseok from her hard grip.

“Please. Noona. Please. I can’t leave Y/N like this. Please let me explain to her.” He begged.

“Explain what? Explain why you’re suddenly dating Hani? You think you explaining to Y/N why you’re dating is going to make her feel better? Don’t kid yourself.”

Just as Hoseok was about to speak up again, Seoyoung said,

“Hoseok. Please. I’m begging you to leave. Please. You’ve hurt her enough don’t you think? Don’t you think that she deserves a break? For fucking sakes she just had seizure and a heart attack. Give her a break. I know. I know you have a lot that you want to tell her, but wait until she’s ready to hear it okay? Look at how torn she was. She’s so tired Hoseok. Please. Give her some time.”

It seemed like forever before his tears finally came to an end.

“Noona? Can I ask you something?” He quietly asked.


“Do you believe me if I said that this is the best for Y/N?” He asked.

Getting him a confused look, she said,

“Truthfully. I want to Hoseok. I want to think that you’re better than this, that you would never hurt her to this extent. I want to believe that everything that you have done is her own good, but that’s what I want to believe. I will give you the benefit of doubt, because every story has two sides to it right?” She sighed.

Finally realizing that maybe just stubbornly waiting for you to listen to him was no use, Hoseok decided to give you some space.

“I’ll go…” He quietly said.

Giving a nod, she said,

“Okay.  Good.”

“I’m not giving up on her noona. Just.. know that.” He said.

“I know Hoseok. I know.” She sighed.

And that was the last time you had heard from Hoseok. Like promised, he never showed up again, but he did make sure that just like before, one of his members came to visit. And no matter how many times you told them that they didn’t need to come visit anymore, they all insisted on saying that they would have came to visit because they wanted to, and that it had nothing to do with Hoseok. Which you never quite bought.

Although you had told yourself over and over again that you were okay, the moment you saw a picture of Hoseok and Hani online, you completely broke down and cried for days.

No matter how many times you tried to convince yourself that you were over him, it hurt. God. It fucking hurt like nothing else. It hurt for you to see how happy he looked in those picture with her. It hurt to see the two of them hug. You envied her. You envied how he was able to show the whole world how in love he was with her. You hated yourself for doing it, but you couldn’t quite bring yourself to forget about him.

It seemed as though Hoseok had completely disappeared from your world because without those endless reports of him and Hani online, you didn’t hear from him through his members, nor had he tried to call you. Just as you were starting to think that he was completely over you, you found a new bouquet flowers beside your bed. As you reached for the card to see who it was from, you immediately froze at the sight of Hoseok’s name printed on the paper. The flowers itself was your favourite, white daises, but it was the simple, yet heartbreaking note that got you crying harder than you had ever done before.

Trust me Y/N. You’re all I want. - Hoseok

You felt yourself instantly soften at the sweet note. Before you knew it, you were instantly reaching for your phone to call him, but stopped when you got an incoming call from Seoyoung.

“Hello? Unni?” You answered.

“Y/N. Don’t open twitter okay?” She quickly said.

“Wait? Why?” You confusingly asked.

“Just don’t okay? You have to listen to me alright? Don’t do it.”

Although your curiosity started to peak more as she continued to warn you, you finally gave in and agreed.

As you quickly ended the phone call, you didn’t even think twice and opened twitter, and instantly regretted doing so.

Maybe you should have listen to Seoyoung. No. Not maybe. You really should have listened to Seoyoung.

Because nothing. Nothing in the world would have prepared you from quickly crumbling at the sight a picture of Hoseok and Hani kissing late at night.

With tears blinding your sight, your eyes quickly diverted to the pale daisies that was placed neatly on the drawer next to your bed. Anger was fuming through your blood as you threw the bouquet across the room, instantly ruining them.

Trust you? How am I suppose to trust you Hoseok? How?

anonymous asked:

Can you please write an imagine from the marauder era. Maybe where the reader and sirius are dating since 1st year and they love each other sooo muchh! they're all graduating soon and one night Sirius proposes to the reader and when the marauders find out, they all fight to be sirius' best man😂

Thanks for the request! I’ve never done a Marauder’s Era imagine before, but I hope you like it!

Y/N = Your name

“Sirius? Where are we going?” you asked worriedly as your boyfriend pulled you through the corridors. “It’s after curfew, I don’t want to get caught!”

Sirius chuckled. Of course. He was used to these types of things, wasn’t he?

“You’ll see, Y/N.” he gave you a wholehearted smile as he opened the doors of the castle. From here, you could see the Great Lake shimmering in the distance - and that Sirius was now leading you towards it.

“Remember when we first started dating?” he slowed down a bit, firmly grasping your hand in his.

“In our first year. We were so stupid and naive,” you sighed, reminiscing about the first time you met him.

“But look where we are now. Our last year,” he chuckled, stopping in front of the Great Lake. “Beautiful, isn’t it?”

Indeed, it was breathtaking. The reflection of the moon was visible in the clear lake, while the mountains in the back made a perfect backdrop.

“Are you okay, Sirius?” you suddenly realised something.

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anonymous asked:

hi! i really love your au's so i was wondering if you could do a mckirk soulmate au where the soulmates cant see colors until they meet each other?? thank you if you do because this'll be great! i love your writing !!

  • The first time Jim’s world lights up, it’s blinding. He’s in the park and there’s a big party happening, which is fine, but suddenly all greys turn into lush greens and blue skies and it’s an instant headache. Jim doesn’t know how to deal with all these colors thrown at him at once and he’s just rubbing his eyes and blinking heavily to make sure this is actually happening. Though he’s not talking to anyone, and eye contact must have been brief, because the bright colours are starting to fade into greys again. Jim panics, rushing around the crowd in an attempt to find the one he’s looking for. That one person who’s supposed to make his life turn into color forever, not just for a few split seconds. But he can’t find them anymore, and he’s forced to move on. 
  • The second time Jim’s world lights up is two days later. Chekov’s dragging him to Sulu’s engagement party at their local bar because he doesn’t want to go alone. Jim’s just still hungover from two days of drinking in the park, and he’s really not feeling it. Sulu’s been engaged for literally three years, who throws an engagement party once a year? Sulu, that’s who. And Jim’s talking to a few people, and he’s taking it slow with the scotch, until a hand rests on his shoulder, a man slipping behind him and another stranger to get to the bar, and all that color is just back. The dark wooden interior, the greens of the cushions on the seats, the array of different colors in the liquor bottles. Jim spins around wildly, finding the other guy rubbing his eyes, too, and okay, Jim’s not losing his mind. And holy shit, this guy is gorgeous too. The way his lips pout when he frowns, his hair’s a mess and the smell of scotch is on his breath. And the other guy’s eyes are trained on Jim, and he’s taking his time checking him out and somehow that’s the hottest thing ever. “Jim,” Jim says, reaching out for the other’s hand. “Leonard. Were you at the park two days ago?” the other asks, and he still looks a bit baffled. “Yeah,” Jim replies, grin wider now that he knows for sure he wasn’t losing his mind back then. “So, do you want to get out of here and find some place quiet?” Jim asks, and Leonard laughs, taking his hand back and shaking his head. “I’m not just gonna go out and have sex with you. I don’t even know you.” 
  • He totally has sex with Jim. 
  • And he stays the next morning, making breakfast in Jim’s house, because Jim wakes up to the smell of coffee and bacon and honestly this is the best thing ever. Leonard’s in his kitchen in just his underwear, and he’s handing Jim a cup of coffee. “I gotta go  soon,” Leonard says. “I got this new job and I can’t be late.” “Okay,” Jim says, leaning against the counter and he watches Leonard prepare two plates of toast, scrambled egg and bacon. Jim wasn’t even aware he had these ingredients in the house, but okay. “We should see each other again soon,” Jim continues, sitting down at his dining table (which is a first. Who eats food at a dining table? That’s what a couch is for). “I want to take you out on an actual date. See some nature. Y’know, since we can actually see it in all its color now.” Leonard laughs. “You are so cheesy. Fine. Take me out on Saturday.”
  • Leonard leaves after breakfast. Jim takes his time getting dressed, watching the colors in his world fade ever so lightly when Leonard’s no longer near him. they remain faded, but never turn to grey, as he makes his way to his office and slumps down in his chair, on time for his conference meeting. “You were gone early yesterday,” Sulu says, nudging Jim’s shoulder, and Jim grins. “Yeah, I went to an afterparty in my bed-” “Too many details,” Sulu replies, tuning out almost immediately. 
  • Leonard’s his new boss. Jim watches the colors around him come blazing back to life when the door to the conference room opens and Leonard walks in - holy shit, he’s wearing a suit, too. And Jim groans under his breath because he’s slept with his boss, who looks far too good in formal attire. But hey, at least Leonard will go easy on him, because they’re soulmates.
  • Leonard doesn’t go easy on him. In fact, it’s the complete opposite. Somehow he makes Jim work harder than usual. He’s mean, he doesn’t approve of most of Jim’s ideas, he literally throws a ball of paper at his head when Jim’s slacking of for five minutes (okay, maybe closer to thirty minutes), and Jim’s a 100% sure this date is never gonna happen because Leonard is so hard on him. But then Leonard calls him into his office, closes the blinds, and he just pushes Jim up against the wall with a firm kiss and Jim breathlessly realizes that, fuck yes, Leonard’s his new boss, and the whole world is full of bright colors because of it.

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“There is one thing I’ve learned here. To keep doing your best, up until the very end. If we make it back to the real world, I’ll find you again. And fall inlove with you again. – Asuna

Stealing Hearts

Ship: Nalu

Story Type: Oneshot, Adventure

Characters: Lucy Heartfilia, Natsu Dragneel, Cana Alberona

Summary: Lucy is a thief and a bandit, masterfully skilled in the art of plundering. But, after an unsuccessful attempt at robbing Crocus City, she meets Natsu, the famous hero and now captain of the guards, who manages to change her life forever. But how?

My entry for ‘secrets’ of Nalu week

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Reader and Robbie are practically best friends and one day you go to a party and a cute guy flirts with the reader and Robbie gets jealous


Y/N ’ s p.o.v.
“You ready to go, Robbie?” “Give me a second” humming a soft tune to myself, I finish off the last little touches to my make up before heading out to meet Robbie at the car. Parties weren’t my scene but Robbie practically begged me to go until I said yes, not that I didn’t like going to parties just that all it takes is one drink too many or one unwanted visitor to turn the party to hell. Robbie meets me at the bottom of the stairs, telling me ever-so-kindly to hurry up, “that’s what you’re wearing? Really?” “What’s wrong with it, Robbie?” “Jeans and a tank top?” “1. I’m comfortable, 2. I’m putting in an effort, 3. I won’t attract any unwanted attention from anybody and 4. I look hell cute” I say striking an dramatic pose, Robbie rolls his eyes before shoving me out the door towards his car.

As soon as we got to the party, Robbie pretty much ditched me, after he promised he wouldn’t, so here I find myself, awkwardly under a tree. Alone. On my phone desperately trying to get a hold of Robbie so he can come find me. “Hey Y/N!” Y/B/F/N screams as she pulls me into a hug, “hey” “where’s Robbie? I saw you arrive together, how’s things going in that department?” “I don’t know where he is and would you stop referring to my feelings for him as a ‘department’. It’s so cliché, having a crush in my best friend” “you knew you would fall for him at some point, Y/N… you are living with him, and that won’t make things any easier. Maybe this party is a good place to find a guy to keep your mind of him” she pats my arm before walking over to a group of guys standing around in a circle, drinking and laughing. Maybe she was right but maybe she was wrong…

Robbie’s p.o.v.
I lost Y/N in a crowd of people as soon as we got here, I’ve been trying to find her but haven’t had much luck. But having random girls stop you so the can flirt with you doesn’t exactly help. She doesn’t seem to be inside so maybe the backyard. I rush out of the house, trying my best to not be pulled aside by girls every 5 seconds. “Okay, where are you, Y/N?” I mumble to myself, quickly scanning the yard to try find Y/N. I find her under a tree talking to some guy, smiling and laughing, I feel a wave of anger wash over me as I ‘calmly’ walk over to them. “Hey Y/N” “hey, Robbie. This is Nathan” “hey dude” he reaches his hand out to shake mine, but I pull away, “oh..kay… umm, look, Y/N. I should get going but talk some other time, yeah?” I glare at Y/N as she nods and bites her lip, “definitely” does she like? Oh god she does. He walks away and Y/N turns to face me. “What the bloody hell was that, Robbie?” “You tell me” “he was just he friendly” “oh he sure looked friend from up there” I motioning to the deck from where I spotted them before. “Yeah, I saw you both, smiling and laughing and him snaking his arms around you” “why are you mad at me? I’m the one that should be mad. First, you ditch me and second you’re rude to Nathan, who by the way, is really sweet and nice and funny and dammit Robbie!” “You like him?” “I wouldn’t call it 'liking him’, I’ve know him for literally 5 minutes. Why do you care” “Because I like you, Y/N. Okay. I. Like. You. A lot. And seeing him all over you like that, I don’t know” I sigh leaning against the tree. “You’re jealous?” I nod a little and Y/N stands infornt of me, taking my hands in hers. “And what if I were to tell you that…. I like you too” she smiles and I can feel my heart beat start to speed up, “really?” “Yeah, for a while actually. But I couldn’t exactly say anything, you’re my best friend, it’s the biggest cliché known ” I chuckle as Y/N lets go of my hands and leans on the tree next to me, resting her head on the tree trunk, her neck turned to look at me, I look at her and smile. “If this is going to ruin our friendship, then I don’t like you” Y/N laughs, shaking her hea, “it doesn’t ruin our friendship, Robbie. It makes it stronger” she says before slowly leaning in, connecting our lips. She pulls away sooner than I would have like her too, “by the way, Robbie. Jealousy does not look pretty on you” I smirk at her and kiss her again.


Warning: length(sorry, I can’t get to a computer so I can’t do the ‘keep reading’)

The exact words were hard to remember. Maybe it was nice like ’ We want you out of the pack, and hope all goes well with you’. You couldn’t remember because of the rush of emotions you felt while being told that you were too reckless by your own pack.

Scott McCall, your old alpha, took you in when a rogue alpha turned you and left with you clutching the bite. He tried to explain to control your emotions or the wolf side of you would win. You had tried, yet every time your anger spiked, your claws would dig into your skin and you felt an impulse to make whatever made you angry not exist anymore.

Your condition was classified when you were a kid. Intermittent explosive disorder. Stiles scoffed when he heard the abbreviation, but was silenced when you glared at him.

After one particularly bad outburst, Scott had arranged a pack meeting without you to discuss about things. He had asked for you to come over and broke the news. Everything was numb at first.

The anger and frustration hit you on your walk home. You had been getting better with controlling it, but this time, you had let it take control. Somehow, you found yourself in a forest, clawing at a tree viciously. You growled at nearby woodland creatures. Nothing dared to come near you.

Finally, you looked at the destroyed tree and vacant area. Your anger had done this. Your IED used to just be verbal insults or outbursts, but you had the power to physically harm someone before you could calm down. Your family nor your ‘friends’ would be safe.

Your adrenaline was still high from letting out your anger instead of repressing it, so you ran home. You called out, to check to see if anyone was home, but nobody came. Rushing to go before anyone came home, you only packed the bare necessities. Your heartbeat was quicker than normal when you left, but you were the only one who could hear it.

A half of a year passed before you found yourself in another pack. They tried to help you with your anger, which seemed to diminish slowly. The only other time you felt true rage, like that night, was when your alpha died while you were trying to help them save their little sister. Despite the anger and fear, you got their little sister out of the dangerous building. You ran back in there, feeling stronger than ever. Flashing your eyes, the werewolves that had been responsible for your alpha’s death flinched away.

“A true alpha,” one whispered. You had heard of that before, but your emotions were getting the best of you.

You threatened, “Leave and never return. If you do, I will personally rip you to shreds.” Growling for good measure, you turned around to return to your pack. You all mourned the death of the alpha, while they explained what a true alpha is.

Over the next year and a half, your anger had improved even more. The pack flourished under your rules. You even had your own beta, Luna. Tensions rose when some had heard of distress in Beacon Hills. They all wanted to go, even when your knuckles turned white from clenching. Luna looked at you. “Y/N, we know you want to stay away, but you changed. You’re your own alpha,” she tried to convince you, “We just want to see if we could help.”

You looked at her for a while before deciding, “We’ll leave at dawn. Everyone bring what’s only necessary. Tell your parents that we’ll be back soon.” Most of your pack either had no parents or told their parents about being werewolves. You lived where the alpha lived previously. It haunted you occasionally, though you could live with a few ghosts.

The next morning, your pack had met you at your apartment. Luna walked in to find you looking at yourself in the mirror, nervously. “Hey,” she reassured, “I’m sure they’ll be happy to see you. You kind of disappeared on them.”

You smiled at her. “I don’t think that will be the case,” you admitted, “But let’s just go before I change my mind.” Luna smirked lightly and followed you out to the cars. The pack would be taking two cars for the journey. “Everyone good?”

“All packed,” Arty, one from the original pack, said. Celine nodded to confirm it. The rest gathered around so you started talking. “Okay, we’re not going to cause trouble for the werewolf pack there, got it?” You stated, “We’re treading on their territory. We are going to offer them help.” You got nods and scattered answers in response. “Alright, follow the car I’m in.”

Luna sat with you in the backseat for the majority of the drive. When it had turned to nighttime, you offered to drive the last couple hours. Everyone in the car was asleep.

Although you knew there was no need to be nervous, once you turned into Beacon Hills, you gulped slightly. It looked practically the same as it did two years ago. You wondered if everything else was the same. Once you all got to the motel, you said to the sleeping people, “Up and at ‘em. We’re here.”

In response, your pack groaned. Luna and Celine woke up to get the rest of them awake. While they did that, you went to the owner and got three rooms. One for the boys, two for the girls. Arty was practically second in command, so you discussed with him about how to approach things. “We heard some rumors, but the best thing would be to go to the pack here.”

“Okay, make sure everyone’s ready by 12,” you instructed, “We might just have to try to find them ourselves. I’ll be back soon, okay?”

Before you could leave to go on a walk around, Arty grabbed your arm. “Y/N, be careful, alright?”

You chuckled. “You’re telling the wrong person that, but I’ll try. Happy?” He nodded so you left, still smiling slightly for his sake. Once he was out of sight, your face returned to its emotionless expression. You knew exactly where you were going.

It still looked the same. Almost like you never left. Like you didn’t find a new pack and become the alpha. Like you weren’t a true Alpha. Before you could reminisce over your old house and life, you smelled another werewolf. In the dark, you could see a boy walking on the other side of the street.

Since it didn’t seem like he smelled you yet, you made your way back to the motel to rest for tomorrow. What you didn’t know was that that boy had smelled something weird. He only dismissed it.

By the time you had returned to the motel, the pack was asleep. You went into your room that had Luna and Celine there, fast asleep. Not wanting to wake them, you silently snuck into bed and went to bed.

The whole pack had met at noon to try to find your old pack. “Are you sure, Y/N?” Luna checked as you guys approached your old high school.

“Yeah, this is where I used to go to school,” you informed, “Hopefully no one recognizes me.” You rarely talked about your past. Your pack knew basic information. You were part of a pack, they asked you to leave, you ran away. That’s all they needed to know.

The minute you walked in, a sense of familiarity washed over you. There was the same compelling to walk to your old locker and get your things. There was a lunch period then, but what were the odds that Scott was part of it?

Cafeterias were never your favorite place to be. You literally just went by the door to look in when a familiar pair of eyes met yours. He could smell you instantly. Scott was sitting with Stiles and another boy who’s scent smelled similar to the one from the night before.

He immediately stood up with Stiles and the boy following him. Taking that as your cue, you walked outside to be with Luna and Arty, while the rest of the pack scoped out the area. You had sat down without a word next to Luna, but before you had to say anything, your old alpha came out. “Y/N.”

You smirked awkwardly. “Hello, Scott.”

Liam looked between his alpha and the random girl nervously. “Who’s this, Scott?” He asked.

Stiles, the boy who was never fond of you, replied sarcastically, “Here to make amends, Y/N? Why are you here?” Arty growled at the boy mocking his alpha, his eyes flashing yellow. It made Stiles jump slightly.

“I’m not here to cause trouble,” you promised, “We heard about the problems you’re having here with some Dread Doctors? The pack just wanted to offer you our assistance.”

“Where’s your alpha?” Scott asked politely, “We’ll discuss it with them.”

You grinned dryly. “You’re looking at her.” Your eyes flashed red. Noticing the werewolf besides them, you asked, “Who’s he?”

Still slightly confused, Liam answered, “Liam Dunbar. Can someone explain what’s going on?”

Ignoring him again, Stiles said, “I’m not surprised. Did your old alpha get on your nerves? Found a new scratching post?”

“I will end you if you keep disrespecting our alpha,” Arty threatened, “Let her talk.”

“So you found a whole new pack with anger issues just like you?” Luna looked over to reassure you, but there was no use. You weren’t too angry. It was more annoying that you became a true alpha and still couldn’t be respected as a werewolf by your original pack.

Such a stupid thing to want, you knew that. It just would have made you feel better if they actually saw what you accomplished, with your IED. “Stiles, say what you want about me,” you reasoned, “But my pack has nothing to do with it.”

“How did you become alpha?” Scott asked curiously.

You glared at the ground. “We were helping this one pack with some hunters, but thanks to them, we got trapped in a place with bloodthirsty hunters,” you recalled, “We could have gotten out, but the alpha had heard their little sister trapped upstairs. The hunters struck them down, and left. I got the little girl out and came back to tell the other pack off. They started saying something about a True Alpha.”

“True Alpha?” Scott checked. You nodded.

“So, I was leading the pack and they heard about your little chimera problem.” You made a face. “They insisted that we come. Do you need our help or what?”

Luna added, “Keep in mind that the car ride was brutal.”

Scott looked at Liam and Stiles. “I need to discuss it with the pack, if that’s okay.”

“Perfectly fine,” you agreed, “Just wanted to offer help. Uh, you know my number, right?” They had called you a little after you ran away.

“Same one?” He checked. You nodded, not really sure what to do. Arty saved you from the awkward encounter by nodding at Scott and Stiles, indicating a goodbye. You left to meet the pack in the parking lot with Luna and Arty following you. Luna caught up with you and asked, “Did that go well?”

“Well, it could have gone worst,” you admitted.