your moms cooking

@guys who want to find a girl like their mom: your mom cooks and cleans after you because she’s your mom. she has to love you unconditionally, that’s like her job. you won’t ever find a woman who loves you more than she loves herself because the rest of us didn’t carry you for 9 months, weren’t there to see you walk for the first time or potty train you. we don’t have to do your dirty laundry, smile at you when you fuck up and put up with your selfish undeserving ways. we’ll never be your mom. get over yourselves, the sun doesn’t come out of your asses and you only have one mom. don’t go out looking for a wife to replace her

“I realised something,” she says in quiet disbelief.

“What’s that?” Her best friend asks in reply.

“Home isn’t four walls and a roof. It isn’t two hands and a heartbeat. It’s all of that and none of it.”

Her friend frowns, “Explain.”

“Home is the sound of your best friend’s laughter at three o'clock in the morning after she’s been crying since midnight. Home is riding in the car with the windows down in the middle of the day during autumn. Home is your favourite song, your favourite book. Home is seeing your mom cooking breakfast in her pjs after you’ve stayed up all night talking. Home is when you see your brother finally make that homerun even if you don’t care for sports. Home is the little things; the things you might not remember a year from then, but they matter. They’re the most important moments because when they all come together under a roof filled with terrible singing and laughing and food, you know in your heart you don’t want to be anywhere else.”

—  adrian d epps // Home
Day Three | Part 3

Summary: You have a crush on Peter, but Peter has eyes for someone else. Will you ever get the boy of your dreams or will you have to remain friends and move on?

Characters: Peter Parker (Tom Holland) x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,274

A/N: I’m on a roll guys!! I would also like to thank every single one of you for sending me feedback and loving everything so far. I haven’t been this excited to write, in a really long time, so thank you! Part two can be found here.


It was Twin Day at school today and you had coordinated with Michelle to be punk rockers. Typical theme, but it got the job done. In the morning, you both pestered Ned to take pictures of the both of you. Ned, however, was missing his twin, Peter, who hadn’t shown up to school yet. You didn’t see him leave the building this morning or the train. You thought he would be here with all the excitement that happened yesterday with him. It wasn’t also typical for Peter Parker to be skipping school, maybe Tony Stark had just kept him for the day, and the school excused him.

As the warning bell rang to get to class, Liz out of all people approached you.

“(Y/N)! Do you know where Peter is? I want to talk to him about Homecoming,” she said.

“No, I haven’t seen him this morning. None of us had. You should try ringing him,” you said.

“I did, he didn’t pick up. Oh well. Thanks,” and with that Liz was on her way to homeroom and so were you and Michelle.


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Ethan and Grayson Meeting Your Parents would include

Ethan

Originally posted by majesticdolans


✰ Ethan being a little more easygoing about meeting than Grayson  would

✰ But still wanting to make a good impression

✰ “Babe you sure they’l like me?”

✰”E of course is that even a question?”

✰I feel like he’d be a little more reserved during the car ride though

✰ Him internally freaking out once you pulled into the driveway, but keeping it calm on the outside

✰ Your parents hugging the both of you as you entered the home

✰ And Ethan feeling welcomed instantly

✰ But he would get a little nervous if you’re dad or brothers had the “relationship talk” with him

✰ And Ethan reassuring him he’d never hurt you of course

✰  I fee like there would be a lot of chivalry involved during this day, to make sure they thought he was a good boyfriend

✰ Like him pulling your chair out for you before you sat down

✰ And I feel like he wouldn’t do any PDA during the visit, maybe hold your hand

✰ Playing video games with your Dad while you talked to your mom

✰ Then all of the family, and Ethan ending up in a huge Mario Kart tournament

✰ Him getting in a deep conversation about football with your dad

✰ Ethan always looking over your direction if he got nervous about what to say next

✰ Him cracking “hilarious” jokes over dinner

✰ Also him helping clean up after dinner

✰ Him playing with any pets you had

✰”Hey y/n we should get a dog this ones adorable!”

✰”Babe your brothers allergic”

✰Him also getting a little baby fever if you had a young sibling

✰“well Gray isn’t allergic to babies? Wanna have one”

✰”Ethan no!”

✰Your mom laughing at the banter between the both of you

✰Your parents loving him

✰Overlooking Ethan while you helped your mom clean up, playing with your little sibling

✰”Hey babe we’re staying a little later, promised your dad i’d watch the game with him”

✰Adoring him even more as he bonded with your family

✰Realizing he was the only one for you.

Grayson

Originally posted by majesticdolans


✰ Him fixing his hair the entire car ride

✰ Because he had to look “perfect” to impress you parents

✰ But you constantly reassuring them they wouldn’t care how he looked

✰ “Y/n come on it’s a huge thing!”

✰ Holding his hand to calm his nerves the whole car ride

✰ Once you got to the door i feel like he’d start fiddling with your fingers

✰ Once you finally got to the house he would calm down a bit

✰ Him being super stiff once your parents came around to say hi, but loosening almost immediately once he realized how silly he was being

✰ Gray being super polite the entire visit

✰ And him also being nervous about showing any PDA so he’d just hold your hand lightly or slightly kiss your cheek every now and then

✰ Him being adorable with your younger siblings if you had any

✰ Like he would go outside and play soccer, or football with them before dinner

✰ Grayson complimenting your Mom or Dad’s cooking, depending on who served it

✰ Also him constantly complimenting the house

✰ Him nearly shitting his pants when your dad gave him the “Relationship Talk”

✰ And him complying to any wishes they had

✰ Him helping your mom clean the dishes, and the kitchen

✰ Ending up watching Tv together with your family

✰ And if you had a pet, Grayson continuously sneezing

✰ Cuddling during the movie

✰Him kissing your cheek lightly

✰Also Gray falling asleep on the couch

✰Resulting in a few awes from your parents

✰Having to pry Grayson from the house, once it was time to leave

✰Him tightly hugging both of your parents

✰Also him raving about it in the car

✰”Wow can we come back tomorrow? That was fun!”

✰“Told you there was nothing to stress over babe.”

✰ Him being absolutely adored by them, and by you of course

double trouble

>  kim taehyung ft. jeon jungkook

1. word count: 3,(69)0
    warning(s): language, smut!11!, dirty talk

when you go to a party with your best friend, who’s known to be the fuck boy of the century, and you encounter this guy who’s been staring at you all night.


You pursed your lips together as you patiently waited for your best friend, Jeon Jungkook finish flirting with all the girls who were talking, and looking at him as if they were about to eat him.

You were used to this. Used to have girls swoon over your idiot best friend for years. You have been encountering girls begging you to give them Jungkook’s phone number, girls hating you because they were suspicious if you two were dating.

It was an odd thing, really. You don’t even know why you end up being friends with this pervert. It all started when you were in sixth grade, when they moved to Busan, and both your mothers met in the airport, they talked and all, until they suddenly became close friends. He often went with his mother to your house, and you had no choice but to talk to him.

Yes, the first thing you could say about him, was that he was plain annoying, and cocky. This might sound cliché in all sorts of profanities, but once you get to know him more, you start to realize that he’s actually a decent, caring, good person. Though you admit that he was such a fuckboy. He would have girls in their house when his parents are out of town, and you always had to cover for him. Yes, he owes you a lot.

You swallowed hard, hugging your books closer to your chest as you roll your eyes at Jungkook who winked at your direction, motioning to the three girls in front of him. He was giving you a playful look. He finally nodded at them, as if he was bidding goodbye. He then walked closer to you, the smile never leaving his face.

“Wow, ten years later it’s finally over.” You said with a heavy sigh, blowing off the hair that was covering your face. Though the wind blew again, causing your bangs to come back. Jungkook was wearing a grey sweater, because the weather was quite cold today. He gave you a smile before tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“There you go, babe.” He licks his lower lip, and smirks when you gave him a glare. “What?” He was chuckling lowly, and you hit his arm using your books. “Ow?

“You know I already told you to stop calling me that.” You roll your eyes gain at him. You pretty much lost count on how many times you rolled your eyes at him as of this day.

“But why? Does it turn you on?” You stopped in your tracks, almost hitting him, but he placed both hands in the air in defense, grinning. “Okay, okay. I’m sorry.” He say, looking down and laughed.

“Good. Now, let’s go home you, jerk.”

Both of you started to walk out of the campus, he offered to take your books, but you rejected. You didn’t want girls to see him acting all “boyfriend-ly material” on you today.

“(Y/N), you know I was thinking…” Your expression suddenly changed, because you knew he had some favor to ask you again. You tilt your head to the side, raising an eyebrow at him.

“Okay, what is it again this time, Jeon?” You look at him while letting out a sigh. He pouts, and suddenly placed a hand behind your shoulders, pulling you close to him, making you lose your balance, but you fall safely in his arm.

He smirks down at you, “There’s this party-”

“Oh you wanna throw a party?” You pushed him away, and ran a hand through your hair. “Okay I can cover you up, no big deal.”

“No! It’s not that.” He sighed, and shook his head. “I want you to go to a party with me.” He smiles at you. Huh? Jungkook never asked you to go to a party with him, because he knows that you didn’t want to go anyways. So, why the sudden invite?

“Are you making fun of me?”

“No!” He answered almost immediately. “It’s just a party. Please come?” He clasped his hands together, and gave you the puppy, dog eyes. You scrunched your nose up, acting all disgusted with him.

“I’ll think about it.”

**

It’s been an hour since Jungkook drove you home, and your mom giving him some homemade fries. Jungkook always thought your mom as the best cook in the world. You agree with him, because your mom was amazing in terms of cooking food.

You finished taking a bath, and you were already laying in your bed, scrolling down through your phone. You were reading some annoying Facebook posts that triggered you so much, you end up blocking the person. Narrow-minded people. You thought.

You were startled when your door suddenly burst open, leaving a loud sound, making you sit up your bed, your eyebrows furrowed. Jungkook came inside with a huge grin on his face, both hands in his pockets. He was wearing a white, and black stripes shirt tucked in his black skinny jeans, paired with his white Adidas shoes.

“You’re still not ready?” He looked at you weird, and you were already rolling your eyes at him.

“Ever heard of knocking?” You stood up, and went to close the door. “And please, always close the freaking door.”

You can already hear him chuckling behind you. “Chill. Why are you so… salty?” He smirks at you, giving you a wink.

“Shut the fuck up.” You glared at him, and crossed your hands over your chest. “Why are you here?”

“I’m here to pick you up?” He shrugged.

“What are you talking about?” You asked, confused.

He sighed, walked, and crashed in your bed. “The party, (Y/N). The party’s tonight. So go get dressed, I’ll just wait here.” He grabs a pillow, and hugged it close to his chest. “Wow, this smells nice.”

“I haven’t fully agreed to go to that stupid party, you know?” You placed a hand on your waist. He didn’t even inform you that the party was tonight, and you totally weren’t expecting it to be tonight.

“If you’re worrying about your mother’s permission, don’t worry. Got it all covered.” He gave you a wink while making a gun gesture to his hand.

“Y-you. You walked to my mother already?” You asked, your mouth forming an ‘o’ shape. He nodded at you as he grabs his phone from his pockets. “And she said yes?”

“yeah, she did.” He tells you, his eyes focused on his phone. “Now go change.” You glared at him even when you know that he couldn’t see you. He was being unbelievable. You didn’t know if you really wanted to go, but knowing Jungkook, he surely wouldn’t leave until you agree to go. So you groaned to yourself, and grabbed a clean pair of black, skinny jeans, and a crop-top gray sweater. You didn’t even care about what you were going to wear, you were too lazy to think. You locked yourself in the restroom, and changed quietly. You were thinking why he suddenly invited you to the party, and why he was all excited in bringing you.

Yes, you admit you find Jungkook extremely handsome that it was insane. Sometimes you admit, only to yourself that you get butterflies when he does some sweet gestures to you. When he calls you babe, or whatever. You lowkey liked him.

Once you were finally done, you folded your clothes neatly, and left them in the sink. You went out of the restroom, seeing Jungkook’s attention on his phone. “Whose party are we going to again?” You asked as you grabbed the black snapback on top of the table, and wore it.

Jungkook looked up at you, swallowing hard. He placed his phone back inside his pocket, and sat down. “Taehyung’s. A friend of mine.” He was looking at you, and you looked weirdly at him.

“What?” You furrowed your eyebrows, suddenly feeling self-conscious.

“N-nothing. Let’s go?”

**

Once you arrived in the house, you suddenly felt out of place. You were clueless of what to do at parties. Yes, you’ve read about home parties of teenagers, and watched movies, but you actually didn’t know what to do now in real life. Jungkook was holding your hand the whole time, introducing you to his friends, and some people. The music was blasting through the speakers, many people were sharing a kiss, many were taking shots everywhere.

“Kook, where is she-” You suddenly heard a low voice behind you, which caused you to turn around. The guy who had blonde hair, who was wearing a black plain white long-sleeved shirt, and black jeans was looking at the both of you.

“Um, (Y/N) this is Taehyung.” Jungkook finally says, and Taehyung immediately gave you a warm smile, offering a hand. You smiled back at him, you felt Jungkook take your snapback off your head as you took Taehyung’s hand in yours, shaking it.

“Hi.” You smiled at him, and turned to Jungkook who was already wearing your snapback. He just gave you a grin.

“Why don’t we take shots?” Taehyung grins, looking down at you as he licks his lower lip.

“No way. (Y/N) doesn’t drink.” Jungkook says with a laugh. It was true. You know he was only being protective, but it somehow irritated you, and you didn’t know why. You never got drunk, and you have always wondered how it felt like. So, why not try it now? Besides, you’re in a party.

“I can try.” You say, shrugging which made Taehyung smile even more. He nods at you, and looks at Jungkook.

“Let’s go?” He says. You took time to look at his side profile. Okay, he was definitely good looking no question to that.

Jungkook pulled you to him, his eyebrows furrowing. “(Y/N), what are you thinking?” He clenched his jaw, as if he was quite pissed you agreed to take shots. You pull your arm away from him, looking at him weirdly.

“You always told me to try new things. This is trying out something.” You managed to smile at him, and he just shook his head.

“Are you sure?” He asked you, and you just nod.

**

You didn’t know how many shots you have taken already, but you were sure as hell that Jungkook kept on warning you. There burning feels of the alcohol in your throat made you want to take in some more for some reason. Taehyung had been watching you all the time, you didn’t exactly know why, but he was staring at you. You just gave him an innocent smile, looking around as your head started to ache.

You also wondered why Jungkook stayed by your side all night, and not go wander around the halls, looking for girls to fuck. oops, you were totally drunk as of now. You felt the room spinning so you decided to burry your head on your arm, on top of the counter.

You felt a hand on your shoulder. “(Y/N), you feeling okay?” You hear Jungkook asked, and you raise your hand to do a thumbs up. “I warned you not to take shots, but you did anyways.”

“Kookie, you’re n-not my boyyyfriend. Stop acting like one.” You drop both fists on the table, slurring.

He bit his lower lip, looking at you. “You’re drunk. Oh, God.” He then looked at someone behind you, and rolled his eyes. “Come, let’s wash your face, ang get you sobered up.”

“Huh? I want to eat lollipop, Kookie.” You pout, pulling his shirt closer to you.

He stiffens, which made you giggle. “Um, we’ll get you one once we finish washing your face, okay?” He says, and you just nodded at him. You felt him help you stand up, and leading you the way.

You didn’t even know where you were headed, and the room was pretty much spinning. Your head was aching, and you feel like vomiting. Jungkook had his arms on your body as he guided you. You leaned closer to him, and smiled. “You smell so nice. Have I ever told you that before?”

He just shook his head, and smirks. He opens a door, and switched the lights on. It was an empty room with a bed. You furrow your eyebrows. He was still holding you, and there was a door on the left side. He helped you walked there, and opens the door slowly.

“This is the only restroom that’s empty.” He sighed, turning the faucet, the water pouring.

You laughed, and shook your head. “Damn, everyone’s getting laid aren’t they?” You say, washing your face with water. Jungkook was just watching you from behind.

“Jungkook, you know you are fucking attractive. I’m surprised I haven’t tried kissing you.” You blurt out. You couldn’t control the words coming out from your mouth. You didn’t want to vomit literally, this was a word-vomit situation.

“I really wonder how your lips feel. On my lips, and down there.” You  bite your lower lip. “I wanna feel your fingers you know? I know you’re good at these things. I’m still innocent, but that doesn’t mean I don’t think about it.”

Jungkook didn’t say anything, he was looking at you, swallowing hard. “You’re only saying that, because you’re drunk (Y/N).” He brush off, but you close the faucet, turned around to face him, and pulled him close to you.

His eyes were wide, but he placed both hands on your waist. You grind in closer to him, you could feel the hard bulge down. You smirk, and placed your hand on his cheek.

“(Y/N), we shouldn’t do this. I shouldn’t.” He closed his eyes, sucking a deep breath.

“Why not? I want to.”

He opens his eyes, looking at you, pure lust showing in his eyes, but he was also hesitant. “You’re drunk. I shouldn’t.”

“Drunken thoughts are sober thoughts.” You grind more, which caused him to let out a groan.

“Fuck, can I kiss you?” He was puling you closer to him, biting his lower lip.

“Do anything.” You moan.

With that, he crashes his lips unto yours, you hand pulling his closer, he was working his tongue perfectly inside your lips. You felt him bite you lower lip, and so you suck on it. His lips felt so soft.

He groans, and pulled you closer to him, he was walking backwards, until you both reached the bed. He crashes you down, and looks down at you licking his lip. He bent down for you, kissing you again.

“Fuck, you know I always thought you were hot.” He muttered under his breath. “You are so beautiful, (Y/N). Do you know that?” You pulled away from the kiss, and he helps you take your clothes off until both of you were left in your undies.

“Oh, fuck.” He groans, and knelt down at the edge of the table, parting your legs. You were laying on the bed, pulling on your hair as he pulled your panties down, and started leaving wet kisses down your thighs.

“You smell so good, baby.” He moans, and surprises you when he sucks in your clit, making your back arch in pleasure. You pulled up, your hands finding its way into his hair.

He was licking you up, and down, his tongue working in circles. He then inserts a finger inside you, pumping in, and out.

“Oh, Jungkook.” You closed your eyes as you grind on his mouth, and fingers. The feeling on the pit of your stomach was overwhelming, it wad driving you insane. He only started a few minutes ago, but you were already close to spilling.

“You like that one, (Y/N)?” He smirks, inserting another finger, and curling it inside of you. You just moaned out his name once again. Your moans made him harder, and only caused him to pump in, and out harder, deeper, and faster.

Your legs were shaky, and he could tell you were close. “Cum for me, baby.” He groaned, one of his hands find its way to your left tit, squeezing it. You roll your head back in pleasure. he then used his thumb to rub your nipple, the feeling adding up to the pleasure he was creating down there.

“Cum, baby. Cum in my face.” He sucks in one last time before you felt yourself come undone.

“Oh, my God.” Jungkook was starled by a low voice behind you guys. You stay put, still trying to process how good that felt. You were moving your hips forward, savoring the feeling.

Taehyung was standing behind the door, sweating as he was staring intensely at you. He placed a hand on his groin, he was looking at you closely. Jungkook smirked, and squeezed your breasts, making you moan.

You look at Taehyung, and bit your lower lip. You put your hand on your growing heat, and you started to rub circles.

“That’s right, tae. Only I can make her feel good.” Jungkook groaned, and continued to roughly rub your nipples. “Touch yourself for me, baby.”

“Fuck you, Jungkook.” You hear Taehyung groan, and he locked the door behind him, making his way to the bed. He unbuttons his jeans, and pulled his shirt up.

“I’m so fucking hard. You look so damn gorgeous, (Y/N).” He moans, and squeezed on your breast, making you moan. You grab his hand, guiding it to your heat.

Taehyung was shirtless, and was only left with his boxers. Jungkook was clenching his jaw, staring at the both of you.

“I can make her feel better.” Taehyung groans, sitting on the bed, as you were laying on his thigh, he was rubbing you in circles. Jungkook was breathing heavily while you were moaning. He grabs something on his jeans, a packet of condom. He put it on him, and Taehyung was cockily smirking at him as he was fingering you from behind.

Jungkook positioned himself on top of you, he swats Taehyung’s hand away, and smirks down at you before thrusting in inside of you. He bit his lower lip, when you let out a loud moan.

Fuck, Jungkooook!” You cried out the moment Taehyung pulled you up, holding your breasts, sucking in your skin.

“You like it rough, baby?” Jungkook groans, thrusting in and out of you roughly. “Does this feel good? Tell me, (Y/N).” Jungkook urged, pushing in so deep that got you arching your back, and throwing your head back.

“Yes, please don’t stop.” You moaned, your hands squeezing on his arms. Jungkook smirks, pursing his lips together, and looked at Taehyung who was rubbing on your nipples, pinching them as he sucked on your skin, on your neck, leaving marks.

“See this? Only I can fuck her good.” Jungkook cockily smirked at him, continuing to fuck you hard, and so deep you can just move your hips forward, and in circles to add to the sensation.

“Really? We’ll see about that.” Taehyung groaned, and helped you pull up. He squeezed your ass, you were still trying to process everything right now. Everything felt so good right now, you didn’t want it to end.

Taehyung sucked in a deep breath, touching your bare back and just admiring you. “Fuck, you’re so perfect, babygirl.” He groaned into your ear that you feel his hot breath fanning your skin. He then surprised you when he slams his cock inside your ass.

“Ahh!” You swallowed hard, crying out in both pain, and pleasure.

“Hear that, Kook? I can make her as loud as that.” Taehyung bit his lower lip, his hands still on your breast, squeezing them as he moved, and pushed deeper inside you.

It only made Jungkook want you ore, pulling out, and slamming inside you back with a whole new force that got you gasping for air. He managed to hit a spot that got your stomach slipping.

“Oh, my God.” You groaned as you see Jungkook thrusting in, and out of you. He glared at Taehyung, and leaned in closer to kiss your lips.

“Does this feel good, baby?” Taehyung groaned deeply behind you as he goes in a slower pace, torturing you. It felt so good that you just nodded at him. You were moaning so loud, hearing both of them moan, and groan because of you.

Taehyung, fuck!” You closed your eyes, biting your lower lip as you grind to the both of them. Jungkook was sweating already, and it turned you even more to see him in front of you work for your pleasure.

“Baby, your ass takes my cock so well, mhmm.” Taehyung kept on sucking the skin on your neck, which sent you shivers.

“Are you close babygirl?” Jungkook moans, repeatedly hitting the spot that just felt ten times better.

“Yes, please both of you… Don’t stop!”

“Fuck, cum for me, baby.” Taehyung groaned, his speed increasing.

“Your pussy looks so good taking all of me.” Jungkook pants. “Cum, babygirl. Cum for me.”

You just closed your eyes, your hips moving in circles as your body felt an overwhelming pleasure. You legs stiffen the moment you felt Taehyung slap your ass. You moaned in pleasure, he was continuing in rubbing your nipple. You sucked in a deep breath the moment you felt Jungkook slam deeper, and harder, making you come undone.

Jungkook, and Taehyung pulled out, you lay in bed, and closed your eyes.

“Holy shit, I’m tired.” You mutter. Jungkook smirked, and pulled the condom out, throwing it to the side, and laid beside you. He kissed your cheek, and you can feel him smiling.

“When you wake up, we’ll have a conversation about this.” You just nod at him.

Taehyung laid on your right, and licked his lip. “That was amazing.” He smirked. He leaned in closer to whisper in your ear. “Although I would want to fuck that pussy the next time.”

Accused of Murder - Tom Holland Imagine

Summary: The reader’s childhood takes a wrong turn. Reader watched her own father and older brother get killed at a young age. Reader gets accused and gets put away. Only to be released years later and meets a much older Tom.

Warnings: Fluff, stalking, someone getting injured, afraid of the dark, 

Word Count: 1,562

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

A/N: Hope you like it. 

~Masterlist~


They say you never turn your back on family. Family is much more than a word. You may go through hell and back, but you do that together. Make mistakes, learn from them together. One member goes down, you go down with them. Loose trust, lie, but forgive and forget. As for your family there isn’t a whole lot of forgiving and forgetting in this matter.

Your family was just like any regular family, you ate together, celebrated holidays, threw birthday parties for everyone, nothing special? Right? Wrong. No one assumed the accident that would happen.

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Dating Justin Includes

Originally posted by rafaelasgomes

  • At first you tried to keep your relationship a secret, until he caught some guy hitting on you and got jealous. He stomped up to you and full out made out with you in front of him.
  • Ever since then you guys became the it couple of the school
  • You’re always in the front row at his games cheering him on decked out in the school colors
  • Him running to you at half time to give you a kiss
  • Him calling you his good luck charm because the only games you’ve missed are the ones they lost
  • Stealing his Letterman jacket, but him not minding because he finds you really hot in his clothes.
  • Comforting him when his mom has some new crappy boyfriend
  • You were terrified the first time he met your family, but he’s really good with parents. He hit it off with your dad when he brought up his spot on the football team and his overall charm won your mom over.
  • Your parents pretty much accept him into the family and constantly ask you how he’s doing.
  • They know how his home life is so the guest room is referred to as his and they pretty much made him keep spare clothes there in case he needed to stay over
  • They always immediately set him a plate at dinner.
  • Sometimes you’ll wake up and he’ll already be there helping your mom cook dinner.
  • Cuddling with him on the couch because he isn’t allowed in your room, he holds on tightly refusing to let you move with his head buried in your neck.
  • Him telling you about the tapes, you get pissed at him and yell until he promises to tell Jessica about what happened.
  • Being friends with the guys but completely dropping Bryce (and kicking him in the balls so hard he can’t do that to anyone else)
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via Jeremy Renner app:

Q: In honor of Mother’s Day, what is the best thing your mom cooks?

Jeremy: My mom cooks everything the best… Even if it isn’t, mom cooks everything the best. 

best friend! Hoshi

anon asked:  ooooh thennmaybe i can request some best friend!hoshi headcanons to *w*

a/n: im sorry if this is late :((

  • the two of you met in a smelly taekwondo studio
  • your dads knew each other from highschool and as your dad decided to move back to Namyangju,
  • he of coursed had to introduce you to his dad and son
  • this is how you meet kwon soonyoung
  • by awkward parent introductions that should make you guys avoid each other when meeting on the street
  • but it didn’t because when you guys were forced to sit in the corner and ‘get to know each other’ 
  • and you found each other soooo hilarious and such down to earth people and hit it off so well
  • and as soon as you start your first day at your new middle school
  • he comes up to you begging you to be in the dance club
  • you like ehhh i can’t dance,,, but he’s making it sound so fun so you agree to go to one practice
  • the whole time he’s so supportive even when you squash his toe
  • seems like he can make anyone a dancer because in a year your,,,, about as half a good as him LOL
  • everyday after practice you since walk home together and take turns spending money on snacks
  • and one tradition you have is every friday you guys would walk the little extra distance to get the best potato tornadoes in the city
  • and then walk home talking about school and how your both not doing to well
  • and agreeing to work harder
  • aka switching between each others houses and studying with many study breaks that consist of your moms cooking and the snack stash you both have built 
  • him teaching you many shinee dances 
  • you becoming almost as obsessed as him
  • and whenever ‘ring ding dong’ comes on, you’ve promised to dance together no matter where you guys were
  • and one day at practice your having a full out jam session to shinee
  • then you both sit down and he whispers shyly like “how good of a dancer do you think i am”
  • and your like yeah and IVE SEEN SOME OF THAT CHOREO your a talented mofo
  • so when he tells you nervously about pledis
  • your like HELLL YEAHHH I KNOW YOU CAN DO IT
  • and he’s never told you but he always thanked you for that because even when some of his other friends were telling him idol life is impractical and he’s not good looking enough omg f them
  • you were always there
  • you were there to send him a little package every two weeks, whether it was all his favorite snacks, little toys, or photos or your self eating two potato tornadoes to tease him
  • you watched all of his Andromeda’s and told him your username so he would know your comments, and laugh at your jokes 
  • you supported him through and through
  • and when he finally debuted you personally came to the concert and went backstage, meeting the other members for the first time, and handed soonyoung a package
  • a package pranked into exploding with confetti as soon as he opened it
  • a moment you got on video OF COURSE
  • and you tell him about how your mother effing moving to seoul because you got transferred to a college in seoul
  • and he gets all excited and shit and you have to be like chill out i got into a college you freakin debuted
  • but he’s like yeah but it isn’t easy to get into that college either so CELEBRATION TIME!!!
  • and two years later, when soonyoung is having a freakin world tour, with a well earned successful career,
  • and you, who is half way through your degree, top of your class, attend the concert in seoul
  • like before you, go back stage, where sweaty soonyoung is waiting for you with a smile on his face
  • you bring him a package
  • “just like old times?” he giggles, taking the box from you
  • “yeah just like old times, meat restaurants pays better so you’ll be surprised”
  • he looks at you kinda shook, “you shouldn’t have” 
  • and you just think lol he wont be saying that after he opens it
  • “yes i should have~” you sing brightly
  • he smiles and starts ripping it open
  • the bomb of rose quartz and serenity glitter and confetti floating through the air, landing on his hair and outfit
  • “MMWWOO???” he looks at you with a wtf look, the members and staff passing by laughing at him
  • you immediately start giggling before transitioning into full blown laughter
  • and of course he can’t keep the straight face and immediately bursts into laughter 
  • he looks at you creepily with an evil grin on his face 
  • and your like “no. stop. SOONYOUNG”
  • he responds of bearing hugging you transferring the glitter all over you and your outfit
  • “you’ve updated it from rainbow to seventeen colors” he grins, finally pulling away
  • you smirk and wink, “don’t worry i actually got you something else”
  • you pull out the bag from you bookbag, and he immediately knows what it is
  • “it isn’t the exact of course but I think it tastes pretttyyyy similar” you say,
  • pulling out the potato tornadoes and handing him one
  • he gets this look in his eyes and full out grins, his eyes disappearing just the way you remember as kids
  • “i really love you you know” he says, sighing and about to take a bite
  • you take your own potato stick and use it to shove his away from his mouth
  • “i love you too, but i wont if you put that in your mouth” 
  • you fake glare at him and hold the stick in front of you expectantly
  • laughing sheepishly, he clinks his stick to your, “cheers~” 
  • “cheers~” you laugh, finally taking a bite 

Originally posted by 17-percent


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fourth of july 01 | jjk

Originally posted by lose-yourself-in-trips

pairing: jungkook x reader
genre: fluff, angst, and slight smut
word count: 9k+
description: you and i were fireworks that went off too soon.

A/N: this is the first part out of two! this is based off the song fourth of july by fall out boy. also, a break symbolizes a new season and italics are a flashback!

01

It started 5 years ago. Your infatuation was peaked when your eyes came across the boy that is Jeon Jungkook. You were only 14 years old, 2 months younger than him, and your whole world changed ever since you met it.

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I added V and Saeran to this as well!

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Zen:
- honestly not too nervous

- he’s heard you talk to your mom before and she’s really sweet, he’s even talked to her as well

- you’re super nervous though because you’ve never brought a guy home before

- A few high school dates but not someone you’ve been serious about

- He kisses your cheek and let’s you know everything’s going to be fine, no one can resist his charms ~

- as soon as your parents greet you both at the door they’re taken aback by Zen’s looks

- especially your mom

- “ Gosh MC, I never knew this was your taste in men! ”

- you’re so embarrassed

- but Zen thinks it’s the cutest thing!! He kisses your moms hand like a gentleman

- your dad doesn’t really like him at first because he thinks he’s a player

- but once Zen chats with him more throughout the evening he warms up to him

- your sisters are so jealous

- “ if you two break up i call dibs ”

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Arranged Marriage (E.D X Reader) Part 1



Description: When you were 10 your parents told you if you didn’t have a boyfriend by the age 18 they were going to make an arranged marriage for you. As your 18th birthday rolls around and you have no boyfriend your parents found the boy you will marry. Will you fall for him or will this arranged marriage fall apart?

Word Count: 1022

Warnings: Language kinda

Originally posted by dailydolantwins

When you were younger you remembered wanting to be the girl that got married and had a handsome husband to come home to. Well when you turned 10 your parents told you that if you didn’t have a boyfriend by the age of 18 they were going to find a boy for you to marry. You didn’t have a choice to say no to their arrangement since they were your parents.

Now it’s your 18th birthday and you knew what was heading your way. You have dreaded your 18th birthday since you found out your parents were going to arrange a marriage for you. You always thought you would find the most gorgeous boy and fall in love with him on your own time. Not from your parents.

As you woke up you didn’t know how to feel, but you did know that you were nervous. You had to admit that your parents didn’t have the best taste when it came to guys. They either found attractive guys with ugly personalities or unattractive guys with amazing personalities. So finding out the guy they have picked out for you has you on edge. You walked downstairs to the smell of the sizzling bacon your mom was cooking.

“Goodmorning Y/N. Happy 18th birthday darling!”  Your dad said standing up from his seat that the dining room table to give you a big hug. You returned the hug and pulled away smiling back at your dad. “Goodmorning. What is all of this?” You asked looking at all the food laid out on the table. “We wanted to make you breakfast for your big day!” Your mom said turning to with a huge smile on your face. “Big day? What’s so big about you guys finding the boy that I will spend the rest of my life with?” You said sarcastically rolling your eyes in the process. “It’s a big day because you are going to meet him and his family today!” Your dad said with the same huge smile your mom had given you. You spit out the food that was in your mouth causing you to choke. “W-w- what?!” You yelled while trying to catch your breath. “We are going to be meeting with them in an hour so hurry up and finish eating.” Your mom said taking her and your dad’s dishes to the sink. You looked at them with disbelief and shock.

You didn’t think they found a guy for you yet. You thought since you turned 18 today that they would start looking today not already have a boy picked out. You couldn’t believe what was happening. This has probably been the worst thing to happen to you in your life. You couldn’t just marry a boy you didn’t even know. He probably didn’t want to marry you either! This whole situation is crazy and stupid!

You finished eating your breakfast after trying to take your time. You put your dirty dishes in the sink and headed upstairs to your room. You looked through your drawers to find something nice to wear. You might not like the idea of meeting the guy you’re going to eventually marry but you still want to look cute. You settled on teal sundress and brought into the bathroom. You stripped down and got into the shower. You got out after 15 minutes and started to do you makeup. You decided to not wear a lot and to put your hair into two french braids. You looked at yourself in the mirror. ‘What’s the worst that could happen?’ You thought to yourself before heading out of the bathroom. You grabbed your phone off the charger and purse off your desk chair. As you walked downstairs you saw your parents grabbing the car keys heading towards the front door. “Ready sweetie?” Your mom asked with a smile on her face. “As ready as I’m going to be.” You said letting out a long sigh.

You and your parents headed out to the car. You had to admit you were nervous to meet this guy. All you wanted was for this guy not to be a asshole and to be very attractive. It was about a half an hour car ride. The whole car ride you couldn’t stop thinking what this guy could be like. Was he tall? Was he an asshole? Did he have a good personality? All these questions were going through your head that you didn’t even realize you had pulled into his driveway. You couldn’t hide your nervousness as much as you tried to. You get out of the car with your parents and made your way to the front door. Your dad knocked on the door a few times before a woman answered the door. “Hi Y/D/N! Come in!” She said with a huge smile. You guys walked into the gorgeous house. “You must be the famous Y/N! I’m Lisa!.” Lisa said hugging you. You smiled and hugged her back. “Hi, it’s nice to meet you.” You said back with nervous smile. “Ethan is in the backyard with Grayson. I’ll go get him so you guys can get to know each other! Come sit down. Make yourself at home!” She said smiling one of the happiest smiles you have ever seen. She walked outside to the backyard. You sat there patiently with your parents sitting next you.

So his name is Ethan.’ You thought to yourself. You were so caught in your thought that you didn’t realize that Lisa had returned with Ethan. You look up and see the most attractive boy you have ever set eyes on. You felt you mouth ajar from the shock you had from seeing this breathtaking boy. “Ethan, this is Y/N. Y/N this is Ethan. We are going to leave you guys alone so can get to know each other a little better.” Lisa said as her and your parents made their way outside to the backyard to leave you two in private. “Hi, I’m Ethan your future husband.” He said grinning at you. What did your parents get you into?

This Is Me Letting You Go - Letter #3: I didn’t know how to put myself back together after that [Grayson Mini-Series]

Hey guys! Part three is here, what what! Sorry I’m embarrassing. The feedback that i’m getting from you guys is incredible. I’m so glad you guys are liking this mini series. I can’t wait to see your reaction for part three! 

There will be moments where there are flashbacks. Those will be in bold. There will also be foreshadowing in this part and it will be italicised bold. Enjoy!


Dear Grayson,

Before you put these down, you should know we are getting close to the end of these letters. And I know, you’re probably thinking that this is all wrong. You’re probably thinking about what these letters could mean. Or, you’re probably thinking to come and find me to clear all this out; but like I said in the previous letter, wait until you’re completely done with all of them okay? I need you to wait. 

In the last letter I said I had realized you and I were a ticking time bomb; and trust me, waiting for our time to run out was one of the most stressful and heartbreaking things I’ve ever experienced. But let me explain HOW I reached that conclusion about us. 

One word to explain our time together after you got back would be “bittersweet”. I loved having you back for good. Days without you had been so boring and dull. Which is why I was always so happy when it was time for our daily facetime calls, and no matter what time it was, I was there waiting to hear about your day. But the happiness I felt then didn’t compare to the one I felt after being back in your arms once again. It felt like I was back home, back where I belonged.

Can you say that Grayson? Can you say you felt like you were back where you belonged when in my arms? Before you answer “yes”, I really want you to think about it. Because I know for a fact that you can’t. You can’t say “yes”. And this is why. 

In the last letter, I told you I had decided to brush off all the thoughts I had of you and Amber being more than “just close friends”. I brushed off the gut feeling that was telling me there was more there because I thought I was overthinking everything. You were back from tour for good, which to me meant that our break would soon be over. You and I would go back to normal, we would be us again. Sadly, that’s not how things went, right Grayson? 

Because there is one specific moment where I already knew… You weren’t sure about us Gray. You weren’t sure about what you wanted or who you wanted. That moment was on December 16th, 2016. Yes, you and Ethan’s birthday. I remember running around all day with your mom and Cam, getting everything ready for your birthday dinner. No, it wasn’t going to be some huge birthday party, just a small family get together for you guys. I was excited to celebrate another one of your birthdays with you, because that day meant so much to me already; and making new memories with you on your special day once again made it that much more special. 

I even helped your mom cook! Which was a pretty exciting moment for me because she trusted me with your favorite meal and it came out delicious. I keep laughing at the memory of how happy you were once you tried it. You looked at me in a way that showed you were so surprised, so happy, but most of all, so in love. Even now I wish I could go back to that day, just to have you look at me that way one last time.   

But after dinner, we decided to sit around the fire with the rest of your family. After being on tour for so long, they all wanted to be filled in on what happened during it. What places did you visit? How did you feel while traveling the world? Every little detail. I had been looking forward to listening to every story you and Ethan would tell, and I did enjoy them; I just didn’t expect for there to be so many stories to tell between you and Amber as well. 

If I’m being honest, hearing about all those moments you two shared made my heart hurt in a way it never had before. And it wasn’t because I was envious of all the times you two had shared, but because of the way you looked at each other while you told them. It’s like with each memory you two shared with us, it took you both back to those days and reminisce instead of being here with us; here with me. But I brushed it off, again, and decided to live in the moment with you.

So when the topic of conversation switched to us, I felt relieved in a way. I had expected to get the answers I needed for all of my worries to vanish. I had expected for you to reassure everyone, including me, that you and I were back together; no questions asked. But again, I was wrong. 

“I’m so glad you boys had the chance to explore the world while doing what you both love! I’m so proud of you both”

I nodded in agreement with Grandma Dolan and gave both boy’s hands a squeeze, a proud smile evident on my face. They had come so far and accomplished so much, I couldn’t be more proud of them. 

“And I’m proud of you Y/N” she added. I looked over to her confused and waited for her to continue. “Lisa told me you helped her cook Grayson’s favorite today, it was mouthwatering!”

“Actually, I didn’t help at all. Y/N cooked it alone!” 

I couldn’t help but look down as Lisa gushed about my cooking, my cheeks turning a light shade of pink. I felt Grayson wrap his arm around my shoulder and pull me closer as he gave me a peck on the side of my head, my cheeks suddenly turning a darker shade of pink. I looked up at him only to find him already looking down at me with a goofy smile on his face; making the butterflies in my stomach go wild. 

“Look at you love birds!” Grandma Dolan exclaimed. 

“Does this mean you two are finally back together? I mean, it’s not like Ethan and I placed a bet on it or anything” Cameron asked. 

At first I laughed at Cam’s question but it died down once I looked over to Grayson and saw him struggling to answer her question.

“Who’s up for s’mores?” we heard Sean say as he approached us with all the ingredients. 

My attention never wandered from Grayson though, and it hurt to see the look of relief on his face when the conversation was interrupted. What hurt me the most though, was to see him look at Amber for a split second before looking away and letting go of his hold on me while looking for a way to answer the question. 

So I put on my best fake smile that was able to fool everybody, or so I thought, and excused myself from the group. I didn’t expect for Ethan to see through my facade. I didn’t expect for him to be the one to follow me into the house. 

And when he asked me if I was okay, I tried to put on that fake smile once again and assure him that I was. But I couldn’t. For some reason, I couldn’t fake it in front of Ethan. So instead, I cried. I let out all of the sadness, all of the hurt, and all of the disappointment I was feeling in that moment. 

I cried so much that night Gray. Not only because I realized that you had doubts about us but because I realized then, that even though a part of you still loved me, you didn’t love me as much as you used to. You didn’t love me as much as I loved you, not anymore. That is the harsh truth that I had tried so hard to avoid, the harsh truth I didn’t wanted to accept. 

You want to know another painful realization I had that night? While making my way back into the house, the one I had wanted to come after me was you. The one I wanted there to console me was you. The one I wanted there while the tears were falling nonstop was you. And it hurt so much when I saw it wasn’t, because a part of me had hoped you would come after me and tell me that you were sorry. That you didn’t have doubts about us, that you wanted us together again. 

I didn’t want to accept that our story was coming to an end, Grayson. But keeping myself fooled into thinking otherwise wouldn’t have been fair to me. And what happened on Christmas Day wasn’t fair to me either and you know it, because I made a promise to myself the night of your birthday. I made a promise to myself that I would let you go and until then, it was working to plan. But you noticed the distance I put between us and you weren’t having it were you?

“Y/N tell me what I did, please” Grayson pleaded, “I can’t stand feeling like I’m losing you and not knowing why” 

I wanted to push him away and tell him that I needed him to stay away from me. I wanted to tell him how much pain he’s been causing me. Tell him that I needed to let him go but for some reason, nothing came out. Instead, I kept my eyes on him as he placed his hands on my waist, closing the distance between us until we were only centimeters apart. I felt myself growing more and more vulnerable under his touch, because no matter how hard I tried to fight it, my heart still belonged to him. I still loved him. 

And it was on that Christmas Day, that you finished breaking apart the little pieces I had of me left. I know you saw the pain in my eyes in that moment, I know you saw how vulnerable I was, but it didn’t stop you. You left me completely broken, and it scared me to realize that I didn’t know how to put myself back together after that. 

-Y/N


Reminder! The last part in italicized bold is foreshadowing! hehehehe hope you enjoyed!

Is This The End? [part 2]

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Word Count: 2,072

Warnings: Swearing.  More angst:)

Summary: You have a little chat with Spider-Man. Then your life is changed dramatically

A/N: So, as you can tell, I suck at summaries. But I swear my writing is better.  A big thank you to everyone that read part 1 and asked for more! Also, shout out to @ilovetardisblue and @babyfairybaekhyun for helping me with this chapter, this chapter wouldn’t be what it is without them. Thank you guys!!<3

part 1


Your jaw drops as that something lands in front of you.

“Spider-Man?”

You stared at the man before you in shock, confused as to why The Spider-Man was standing in front of you, fidgeting, like the dude was nervous.  After staring at each other in awkward silence, you raise an eyebrow, “Can I help you? Not to be rude or anything, but I was on my way to go to bed. I’ve had a long day.”

He ignores all of that though. Instead choosing to comment on your sorrow.

“You’ve been crying.” He states.  

You narrow your eyes, confusion rising even more, at the familiarity of his voice. That makes you think of Peter.  Which you mentally scoff at. Why would Spider-Man remind you of Peter? You realize you’ve left him in an awkward silence so you quickly answer him.

“Sorry, um, yeah, it’s been on and off for the past two hours actually.  Had a talk with my best friend that did not end well. Why do you care?”  You bite out, a bit defensive. You watch him in suspicion as he fidgets some more.

“What, did you tell him you loved him or something?” he asks, awkwardly leaning against the railing.

You blush and automatically go to deny it, when you get stuck on the fact that he said ‘he’. How did he know your best friend was a guy?

You hold your hand up like you’re a traffic cop and say, “Hold up.  You said ‘he’.  How the hell did you know my best friend was a guy?”

You watch his eyes widen as he realizes his mistake, shuffling around as he tries to save himself.

“I-I knew it was a he because P-Peter talked to me about it!” he exclaims, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

What. With that slip-up, you realize why he seemed so familiar to you. Your entire world slips underneath you as you realize why Peter has been so absent for the past 8 months. Motherfucker.

“I never mentioned his name.” You say quietly.

You hear him gasp as you turn to go back into your room.  If you thought your heart hurt before, now it was practically unbearable.

“I’m fucking going to bed. Bye, Peter.”

Fresh tears made their way down your cheeks and you close your eyes.  When you open them to go into your room, you jump a little because Peter is less than a foot anyway with his mask off reaching out to you to stop you from going.  You jump back, not wanting him to touch you.

“What.” you growl out.

“Y/N, please, can we talk about this?”  

“What’s there to talk about, huh, Parker?” You look at him a hurt look and continue, “The fact that’s you’ve made me feel like I was doing something wrong because you’ve been distancing yourself, or the fact that you lied to me for about 8 goddamn months about you being Spider-Man?”

You wipe the tears off with your shirt and look away, jaw clenched, when you snap your eyes back to him.

“Did you think I’d tell everyone?” You whisper, “Did you think I’d break your trust like that?”

Peter looks at you with tears streaming down his face, feeling even worse when he sees how much pain you’re in.  

“Y/N. you could never do anything wrong to make me stop from wanting to be friends with you. I-I’m sorry that I hurt you the way I have. I never meant to. You’ve gotta believe me.” Peter pauses, worried about how this next part will sound, “And I never told you about being Spider-Man because I… I l-love you, and I didn’t want the bad guys to find out I knew you. That’s why Aunt May and Ned didn’t know either. Well, until Ned found out a week ago-” he trails off, eyes widening in realization of what he just said.

Holy fuck he said he loves me. But is it in a friend way or more? You then register what he said after.

“You told Ned?!” you exclaim in anger.  

Wait a minute.. Why would Peter only tell one of us? He just said that he loves me, which holy fuck that s awesome, but he’s always meant that in a brotherly way.. Sadly. You think about it for another minute. Hold the fuck up.

“Peter, do you like Ned? Is that why you told him?” It’s honestly a shot in the dark, and you don’t even realize him trying to take what he said back, and despite the fact that you’re still incredibly hurt that Peter lied to you, you can’t help but laugh at his reaction to your question. Until he responds with, “No! God, he’s just a friend! I like someone else! Someone that’s not Ned!”

That statement has you reeling back in shock. You close your eyes and breathe.

“Okay, that’s another thing you haven’t told me.  We’ll talk later.  It’s late, I’ve had long day and I’m exhausted. Good-fucking-night, Peter.” You declare in a fake cheerful voice, not waiting for his response, as you climb through your window and shut it the second you land.

You close the blinds and head to your bed. You can faintly hear Peter cursing outside you window but you ignore it in favor of processing everything you’ve learned in the past.. You look at the clock.. 20 minutes.  Wow time drags like crazy when you’re getting your heart broken.

You lay on your pillow and stare at the ceiling.  So, Peter was Spider-Man. Your face drains of color as you think about all the bad stuff that could happen- that does happen to Spider-Man.  You can feel the pressure in your chest rising as you start to breathe quicker than normal. You take a couple of deep breaths, trying to release the pressure a little bit before quickly sitting up and rushing over to your desk, pulling out a notebook and a pencil before heading back to your bed. Turning on the lamp next to your bed, you lean against your head against the back of your bed frame and stare at your notebook.

You open the notebook and write down the main things that you now know.

·         Peter is Spider-Man

·         Ned knows

·         Peter has a crush on someone

·         Peter is an idiot

Then you write down a list of things you you’re hurt about

·         Asshole lied to you for months

·         Ned knew before you

·         Peter has a crush on someone

You continued making lists of everything that was on your mind and by the time 1 o’clock came around, you had 3 pages of lists and questions you had. Not to mention, you felt a lot better after getting everything off your chest and onto paper. You twist to turn off the light when you see the notification light on your phone blinking. Frowning, continue with your task of turning the light off and grab your phone and see that you got two texts from peter at 11:30. Sighing, you tap on them and prepare yourself for more apologies.

Peter: Since I know you probably won’t stop thinking about this until you want to talk to me again, Ned found out by accident. I was literally on the ceiling and didn’t know he was in my room. I didn’t want him to be the first to know.  You’d’ve been the first to know if I had a choice.

Peter: I can’t tell you how sorry I am for the pain I’ve caused you. I hope you can forgive me.

You smile tiredly at that and type a quick response.

Y/N: Give me the weekend to reenergize. Then we can talk.  

Y/N: Thank you for telling me that.  That certainly makes me feel a little bit better.

After that, you shut your phone off and snuggled into your blankets.  You gave into the exhaustion that hung over you. The exhaustion from staying up late, and crying, makes it easy to fall into a deep sleep.

You wake up to the smell of food being cooked and slowly sit up, glancing at the clock that shows that it’s 12 in the afternoon. You sigh, and get out of bed to head down the hall to the kitchen.

Once you get to the kitchen you find your mom there, cooking. You mumble a hello and go sit down at the table, still in the process of waking up.  After a few minutes, your mom sits next to you and hands you a plate of (Y/F/F).

“Thank you, Mom. This is exactly what I needed.” You give her a grateful smile and dig in.

“I decided I’d let you sleep in after the day you had yesterday, and since you were crying so much last night, I thought you might enjoy this.”  She says as she takes a bite of food.  

You nod your head and swallow, preparing yourself for the conversation you were about to have.

“Honey, relax. We can talk about it after we eat.” She assures you with a smirk plastered on her face.

You give her a sheepish smile and you both finish your food.

After you’re both done you head over to the couch and face each other.

“So, what happened yesterday?  Are you and peter okay?”  Your mom asks, concern written all over her face.  

You take a deep breath and tell her about everything that happened for the next hour, reliving the emotions and start crying everyone and then. Well, nearly everything. You lied about him coming over and the whole Spider-Man thing.

“Well, it sounds like he really is sorry for having to continuously cancel and bail on you, not saying what he’s doing to you is cool, but teenage boys, teenagers in general, are weird.  They are at a point in life where they’re transitioning into adults, and it makes things awkward.   They’ve suddenly got to think about getting a job and hone in on what they want to do as a career.  It’s tough, you know that.” You nod in understanding and give her hug.

“Thank you, Mom. Talking to you about it really helped me. Like I said, I’ll talk to Peter about it on Monday. Hopefully we can go back to the way we were.”  You shrug and take a dink of your water that you got while talking with her.

“Or more than friends.”  Your mom wiggles her eyebrows suggestively, a mischievous look in her eyes.

You gape at her in shock.

“What? Mom, no! We’re just friends!” You deny, your face burning with embarrassment as your mom cackles.

“Oh, Y/N, I’ve known about your crush on him for a while now. I’m your mom; I’m supposed to know stuff like this!”  She exclaims happily, and gets up to stretch her back.  

You put your head in your hands and sigh, “I’m that obvious?” Words muffled because of your refusal to lift your head.  And in doing so, you miss this soft look your mom gives you.

“No. I just now you very well, that’s all.”  She laughs and you tilt your head to glare at her.  She just gives you a cheeky smile before looking at her watch.

She sighs and announces, “Oh! I gotta get ready for work. Elaine asked me to take her shift today and I told her I’d do it.” She looks at me for a second, “Is that okay? I’m sure I can call in sick if I have to.” She added, biting her lip.  You stood up and gave her a smile before hugging her.

“It’s okay mom. I’m all good now.” You release her and add, “I’ve got a ton of homework to do anyway.”

“Yeah you do, no more of this staying up until four in the morning because you procrastinate.” She berated. You smile sheepishly and nod your head.

30 minutes later your mom is on her way to work and you’re working on homework when the sound of your doorbell startles you.  You frown, not expecting anyone, but go to answer it.  

“Just a minute!” you call as you make your way to the door.

You open the door to find a man in what looks to be his 60’s standing there. You smile and ask, “Can I help you?”

He smirks and replies, “I think so.”

The the last thing you remember before passing out is his hand covering your mouth with a cloth.


TAGLIST: @thatspiderbaby  @j-k-aesthetics  @baka-chanismyname @davros2004 @ohparkers

Got7 Badboy!au relationship focus (Mark, Jinyoung, Jackson)

Mark

-          So people have sort of a suspicion about him

-          They have a suspicion that he’s actually kind of soft

-          Because yes, he dresses like a badboy, and he hangs out with the badboys, and he sometimes does that smoldery thing and all

-          But then he also giggles like the really cute college aged boy version of a middle school girl giggle

-          And he also has a dog, and it’s a golden retriever. Not a pitbull or a rotweiler or a german shepherd

-          A sweet, (kind of slobbery), smiley, soft golden retriever that’s trained really well and doesn’t need a leash

-          So you’d seen him around a fair bit, but you’d never talked to him and you weren’t quite sure what to think of him

-          But then he was out walking his dog around the block and apparently you guys live in the same block because you were chillin’ on a bench eatin’ food and flippin’ through ya phone

-          And then suddenly this big ol’ golden retriever prances up to you, tongue lolling and starts sniffing you and you’re like 😃 😃 😃 because dogs

-          And so you’re petting it and fluffing around it’s neck and it’s super happy while you look up to try and see if the owner is anywhere nearby

-          And then what do your pretty eyes see but MARK jogging up towards you and your eyes meet and he looks down at his feet while he’s jogging like immediately and you’ve never seen him up close before but now you do and your brain is like ‘wooooow’ and your eyes are like ‘wooooow’ and you’re just …. ‘wooooow’ (bc lbr, is there a single person on this planet who can see Mark Tuan for the first time and not be all like ‘woooow?” No. There is not.)

-          And once he reaches you he shoves his hands in his pockets and says ‘Sorry about that, normally he behaves but sometimes he just runs off like this sometimes if he sees someone he likes.’

-          And you laugh and you’re all like ‘no problem, he’s great’ and you’re smiling because this dog is just the sweetest thing and Mark think’s it’s adorable. And you say ‘I actually didn’t even know you had a dog.’

-          And he looks up kind of confused and you mentally facepalm because you two don’t actually know each other you just see him around at school and stuff, so why on earth would you know that but you say ‘oh, I’ve.. seen you around sometimes but never with this guy’ and you go back to ruffling up his fur

-          ‘oh’ and he giggles and it’s adorable

-          So you two talk a little bit, just small talk, and it’s a little shy and strange but sort of that nice kind of shy conversation where it’s a little weird but like a cute weird, not a bad weird, and you two are kind of okay with that

-          And you see him around more often with the dog and every time you do, you both talk because THE DOG, it’s ALL about the dog, no other reason that you two would want talk other than JUST for you to pet the dog… 😉

-          And then eventually one of those dog petting moments, he’s quiet for a second and then he’s like ‘Do you, maybe, wanna go out some time just us? I mean, I can bring this guy too if you want of course, but… I was thinking maybe it would be nice to… yeah…’

-          And you’re like ‘yeah, that sounds great’ so you two exchange numbers and then eventually he takes you to a diner type place for lunch and you get burgers and fries and milkshakes and while you two were walking there, he held your hand and both of you got all blushy and from that point on he always held your hand, like letting him do that was a mistake, you’re now short one hand for the rest of your life because he’s always holding it

-          And you guys talk and laugh for the whole date and then when he walks you back to your place, you kiss him on the cheek and he just

-          He dies, okay

-          But like happy dies. Like he smiles and squeals and blushes to death and it’s the most adorable thing

-          This was long, sorry not sorry, he’s too cute my fingers just went, they wouldn’t stop typing

Jinyoung

-          Badboy

-          Actual badboy

-          Flirts with literally everyone

-          Everyone

-          Got a sister? He winked at her yesterday. Got great grandparents in their 90’s? Pickup lines for days? Your dog? He brought it a rose and asked for its number after school today

-          He doesn’t actually date much, he just likes making people blush and maybe he just likes girls a little too much..?

-          He’s not a heart breaker, everyone knows how he is, but he’s always single

-          Parents hate him and teachers kind of hate him because he spends class making their girl students swoon and throwing loose smirks around the room while he kicks back in his chair and chews gum IN CLASS what a baddie

-          So the first time he sees you, he’s all feet kicked up, chewing gum in the back of class and you walk in a tad late and he sees you and he stops chewing for a second and just watches you sit down

-          And you can feel him staring at you but you make a point of not looking because ain’t nobody got time for no shameless flirt like that

-          And then when class ends, he gets out before you and as he passes your desk he kind of clucks his tongue…? You know what I mean? He just makes that clicky sound thing… and says ‘hey, cutie’ as he walks out and just leaves and all the girls just swoon and rose pedals just fall from the rafters and he’s ridiculous okay. He’s ridiculous. But it’s kind of amusing and he’s so smooth about being ridiculous that you can’t help but smirk a little bit but you also 99% keep it together

-          And you know how he is because you’ve heard of him, so that helps

-          So that’s how it goes for the next few months, he does his thing and you keep it together like 99% of the way

-          And honestly, he’s kind of intrigued because you aren’t rude to him, sometimes you banter back at him, and you’ll afford him a snort every once in a while, but you definitely don’t seem like you’re at all taken with him

-          So your friends start noticing that he’s stopped being that way so much with other people and tends to focus his energy on you most of the time and they tell you that so you start paying attention to it and you’re like ‘huh… they’re kind of right’

-          And honestly, you’re a little more taken with him then you let on because yeah he’s cute but he’s also actually really gentlemanly when he’s not being completely shameless. Like he holds the door for everyone, and he’ll actually take notes in class for a change if someone he knows is absent so that he can keep them up to speed, and once you saw him save a frog on the sidewalk from getting walked on, so that was kind of weird but also sweet I guess…?

-          One day, you were absent from school because you hadn’t been feeling well, and when you went back the next day, Jinyoung went to your desk and was like ‘Hey, you okay? You weren’t here yesterday’ (thanks for stating the obvious, Jinyoung, props)

-          And you snort ‘did you miss staring at the back of my head all class like you usually do?’ You joke, because both of you know he does that and he literally doesn’t give a flip so he’s not even shaken at all

-          ‘Well yes, I did, and I was also a little worried. I know you care a lot about your grades so its unusual for you to miss.”

-          And you actually blush a little because he was genuinely concerned, but you’re like ‘oh.. yeah, I’m okay, I was just a little sick but it’s better now.’

-          ‘Good. Here, I took notes for you so you wouldn’t miss anything. And there’s an exam coming up this Friday, do you want to study for it together?’

-          ‘Since when do you study for school?’

-          ‘Well, I was actually thinking we could study pinball at the arcade down the road and get dinner after, but if you want to study for the exam then that works too’ He smirked and in your head you were like hold up, is he asking me out…? He doesn’t go on dates…

-          But then you laughed a little and just said ‘How about we study for the exam for an hour and then study pinball after’ and he smiles really big and says he’ll drive you to the library after school

-          And at this point he’s 100% stopped flirting with everyone else but you, and he’s really sweet and helpful, and sensitive, all the time and the two of you start going out regularly so your kind of a thing and people are confused because what? He’s actually a perfect boyfriend? No one saw this coming, including you and yet here you are, sitting on your couch leaning into his shoulder with your mom cooking dinner in the other room, and his arm is over your shoulder and he kisses your temple before going back to helping you study for your bio exam tomorrow

Jackson

-          Class clown type of badboy

-          Wears the get up and goofs off, doesn’t really act too much like a badboy, just likes to go out and have fun with his friends at night a lot in pretty harmless ways, but he looks it and he’s hard not to notice so he gets labelled like that.

-          Legit though, he’s just a really wholesome person deep down

-          Loves his mama, and his whole family for that matter

-          Puts some effort into school and helps out around the house before he goes out after dinner with the bros

-          Very laugh, much jokester

-          This is probs why some of the older generation and the more uptight people at the school and around town don’t particularly like him

-          But he takes a bit of a liking to you from afar because you seem like a really good person but also kind of spunky and like to have a good time

-          And you have a great laugh, so he does his best to bring that out in class

-          So one time he leans over his desk and whispers a sort of inside joke with the students about the professor and you cant help but laugh out loud for a sec before your hand shoots over your mouth to stop you

-          But it’s too late, the professor already noticed

-          ‘Something you’d like to share with the class?’

-          ‘No, sir, I’m really sorry’

-          And he kind of gives you a look but lets you off because normally you’re a good student

-          So after class, you turn to him when you walk out and slap his arm (even though you barely know him because you never talk, you’re just classmates) and you’re like “What was that for?! Are you trying to get me in trouble?” And you scowl at him even though the joke was funny because you’d prefer your teachers to continue liking you

-          “Sorry, I didn’t mean to get you in trouble.”

-          “Then don’t next time.”

-          “Well, can I make it up to you by buying you an ice cream after school?” and he wiggles his eyebrows at you and smiles that really goofy smile

-          And you’re a little off balance now because wut, that was so sudden, but you manage a frown in spite of yourself (because yes, you’d love to say yes because you’ve seen how fantastic he usually is in spite of his reputation, but he’s not getting off quite that easy)

-          “No.” you look at him from under scrunched eyebrows, and he looked a little taken aback, and kind of sad, and a little awkward now

-          And you felt bad because you wanted to, so you kind of look down bashfully at the floor and say “But maybe if you asked me later when I’m not mad… I might be kind of okay with it.”

-          And you don’t look up but you can just feel the air around you light up with his warm smirk

-          “Ooooh. Okay. Sooo, would that be…. Like… tomorrow morning then?”

-          “I don’t know.”

-          “You’re going to make this hard for me, aren’t you?”

-          “Yep.”

-          “Well I’ll see you tomorrow morning then!” He said before prancing off down the hall while tried and failed to hide your smile as you watched him go.

-          So the next morning, he walks up to you and leans against your locker all suave like

-          “So I know this might come as a bit of a shock to you, and I don’t want you to be swept off of your feet so much that you fall over, so I’d like to give you fair warning. Are you ready?”

-          “Shoot”

-          “Can I buy you ice cream after school?”

-          And you smirk and think to yourself for a minute, and then decide to have a little more fun with him

-          “Well, I’m still a little mad, but almost there.”

-          So his face takes on a dramatic sort of look as if he’s about to start spouting poetry, and he takes your hand and holds it like he’s a prince and he says ‘Fair maiden, thy beauty enchants me so, the way in which thou rockest thy jeans and thy ever on fleek winged eyeliner hast taken my heart hostage.”

-          You smirk blankly at him all like “mmHMMMmmmm.” And you two just keep staring at each other, you like nah, try harder and him trying to gage your reaction. And when he picks up on that yes, you found it amusing, but no, not thereyet, he just says so casually as if he’s commenting on the weather “When you really laugh, like full on laugh, you crinkle your nose a lot and you don’t like it so you try to hide it a lot and I don’t know if you do it on purpose, but you should stop because I think it’s cool.”

-          And you’re like oh. OH.

-          And he can tell because now all of a sudden you’re bashful

-          So you say “Are you driving?”

-          “Yep.”

-          “I’ll meet you at the front doors after class.”

-          And he smiles and says ‘bye cutie’ before he leaves

-          So after that you guys are just dating. It’s just official, you’re together

-          And you have a great time all the time and he’s always making him laugh and you’re always making him laugh and there’s this fantastic, continuous banter between the two of you

-          And he throws his arm over your shoulder when he walks up behind you, and he pokes your sides a lot because he likes to bother you but then you smash his face with a pillow so that’s great too

-          And you guys are just those ultimate playful besties/old married couple type of thing and honestly it’s the funnest ever, but you also tell each other everything and lean on each other and trust each other completely so it’s just the best in SOOO many ways

Prince Jeno

Request: Prince jeno would be such a great au and I think you’d be great at writing it so that is my request

A/N: thank you for having such high hopes in me im sjdkdn

  • okay but im really bad at prince au’s and im shookt that y'all are actually requesting for more??
  • my second post of jeno for his birthday!
  • i hope i don’t ruin it with my bad writing oh my
  • okay i’ll try my best to make this as entertaining as possible
  • let’s go

  • so, your father works as a driver for the royal family

  • your mom, one of the cooks in the castle
  • and both of them are well loved by the family
  • and has been there ever since jeno was born
  • your mom even helped take care and look after jeno for a period of time because the king and queen trusts her that much
  • they even offered them to stay in the castle, together with you
  • and they had no choice but to agree
  • which is why you met jeno when y'all were like 5/6
  • he was already really attractive at that time
  • but your mom always told you, “he’s the prince!! remember to respect him”
  • which is why you tried not to have feelings for him
  • which failed in the end anyways
  • really kind and innocent!!
  • as a kid he loved playing so he’d always go up to you and play
  • you remember how he’d always knock on the room of your door
  • “y/n!! want to come play with me?”
  • “mother said that i can go the garden with you!”
  • “me?”
  • “yes! come on, let’s go”
  • and he already had his eyesmiles™ and cute little smile which always made you so happy
  • eventually y'all got closer, and became bestfriends
  • as you grew older you start to realise how wonderful it is because
  • you’re best friends with a prince???
  • such a good looking one to be exact??
  • but jeno has never seen himself as someone who is of ‘high authority’ just because of his status as a prince
  • so he’s really casual and laidback
  • you even forget that he’s the prince at times
  • except when he gets all serious and mature, during discussions involving the country
  • or when he needs to represent the queen at meetings or occasions
  • and it’s all when he looks most attractive
  • loves adventure a lot!!
  • so he drags you along to go visit the woods & forests or town
  • “sometimes it gets really hard being a prince, it’s tiring”
  • “aw jeno, i know. but everyone loves you though!!”
  • “haha yeah, but i need a break sometimes”
  • “-and i’m thankful for you, thank you for being my best friend ever since we were young”
  • “not a problem at all, my majesty”
  • “stop that haha”
  • “hope that made you feel better, i’m thankful for you too”
  • prince haechan and mark often comes over to hang out with y'all
  • and for some reason haechan would always tease the both of you
  • “hey y/n, ever thought of becoming the next princess?”
  • “perhaps.. princess lee?”
  • and you’re just blushing there, confused
  • “haechan, don’t tease her”
  • “aw someone’s protective”
  • and you turn over to see a blushing jeno too
  • until one day he drags you out for another exploring session
  • into a small little park/forest
  • and he takes a deep breath
  • “you know how haechan always says those things? it’s true”
  • “what-?”
  • “i mean, would you like to be my princess?”
  • “i’ve had feelings for you for a long time now”
  • and you’re literally shaking and too shocked and happy to say anything
  • “i like you too jeno but-”
  • “but?”
  • “idk if this will work out, i mean you’re such an important figure and im just-”
  • “don’t say that! i’m sure we’ll be happy”
  • “what’s more, father said he’d support us”
  • “you asked the king? oh my”
  • “yes!! hehe so, are we together now?”
  • “yes i can’t believe this”
  • and when y'all go back to the castle,
  • your parents are just shookt and speechless to say anything
  • but they’re happy for you too
  • same for the king and queen
  • they had always knew jeno had feelings for you
  • and they both love you a lot so!!
  • tries his best not to show too much skinship in front the guards and servants
  • but at times
  • he’d lowkey give you a peck on the cheek
  • and also slip his arm around your waist
  • probably loves riding on the horse with you,
  • going on small little rides down the town or around the castle- honestly he’s more like a friend than a prince?
  • he’s really kind-hearted and sweet too
  • which is why almost everybody loves him
  • one time he was in the town just waking around casually
  • he gave up his sweater for an old lady, and even offered to help her things
  • which gained quite a lot of attention because everyone’s all like
  • “look at how kind the prince is!!”
  • “prince jeno, thank you for your kindness”
  • “bless you, my child”
  • and all that
  • which is also one of the reasons why you love him
  • he’s just great as a person
  • i’ll stop here ahh
  • this is so short im sorry!!
Last Day - Nolan Patrick

requested: yes | no

word count: 1436

warnings: none

a/n: i struggled with this one a lot; i hope it’s not too rough!! this is also unedited because i’m posting it as i’m rushing out the door for work sorry!!!

Originally posted by phillymyers

you awoke to the sound of birds chirping softly. sitting up, you rubbed your eyes and examined your surroundings.

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