#okay I’m down with posting for tonight ttyl

[movedtodykedvonte]

Spiderverse au where Miles and The Spot actually team up as Miles is so betrayed and hurt by how everyone wanted him to accept his dad’s fate and don’t take him seriously or treat him like a mistake that he confides in the only other person that truly gets that in a fucked up way.

They plan to get rid of all the other Spiderverses so his universe is technically the focal point and universe that everything branches from so he can effectively decide what is canon in the Spiderverse and what isn’t.

[thenextdawn-temporarilyclosed]

Always By Your Side

Word count: 1.9K

Summary: you were friends with Jenna, but ever since she got famous she started ignoring you, even if you kept being her number one fan.

Warnings: angst

Pairing: Jenna Ortega X Fem!Reader

Posting this to check if I’m actually not shadow banned anymore😂 but Don’t get me started on this Idea. It has been stuck in my mind forever. I hope you like this

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Growing up in California has always had its perks. Wherever you went, there were famous people, whether it was adults, teenagers, even kids and older people. It didn’t matter where you went, there was always a crowd around someone famous. Useless to say that this had its toll on your life, because eventually you wanted to be an actress, and ever since you were a kid you would find scripts online and practice them on your own or with your best friend, Jenna. She lived down the street and you were always at her place playing with her and with her siblings, you would sleep at their house, have dinners there and whenever they did something, you were always invited, you even went on family trips with them! It was safe to say that they considered you part of their family.

With time passing, you and Jenna grew even closer. Both of your dreams was still to be actresses as you kept on practicing scripts and monologues, but she’s always been better than you, and there was no one denying that. At some point Jenna’s mom’s friend was friends with a casting director and they tried giving both of you chances to eventually start on acting in shows or movies. Only… she got the roles, and you didn’t. You never did. Were you jealous? No you weren’t, because your best friend had achieved her dreams and she was living it for you too. She was away from home a lot, but she always found a way to keep in contact with you, at first at least. You were both still 14 after all, and her schedule wasn’t so busy so she was home a lot, and you went to visit her whenever you could.

Though things started changing when you both turned 16. She was never home anymore as her schedule was so busy.

You: hey Jen. I know you’re busy, buy can you call me when you have some free time? I really miss my best friend🥺

Jen: Hey! Yes of course! I’ll call you at 7.30 tonight okay? Miss you too <3

Those little things always made you smile, even if she was so busy and never home, she always cut some time from her breaks to call you and just talk about anything. She didn’t care if she didn’t have lunch, she WANTED to talk to you and this alone always made you miss her less. At age 17 though, having grown up and was now fit for harder roles, early morning alarms and what not, the time she cut for you ceased existing.

You: Heyyyy! Video call tonight at 7.30 pm like always?

Jen: I’m sorry I’m really busy. Promise we’ll catch up eventually. TTYL.

Only the two of you never caught up. She never found time for you anymore and it was starting to hurt. You knew that at some point actors leave their past life behind, but you never expected Jenna to do so to you. You never expected her to forget about you when you grew up together ever since day one, when you were in cribs. But even though she barely even thought of you, it was safe to say that you were her number one fan. You watched her movies, had bought the merch that came along with them, watching her interviews, Hell you even texted her supporting her of everything.

September 10, 2020

You: dude, that “babysitter killer queen” movie is just something else, I was so entertained watching it! You did a great job💕

March 12, 2021

You: your role in “yes day” was amazing. Katie Torres is so cute! Loved it✨

January 14, 2022

You: uhm HELLO? The new scream movie is fire! Hope to see you in the next one☺️

January 27, 2022

You: GURL! ARE WE GONNA TALK ABOUT VADA CAVELL? Please, she’s SO FINE

March 18, 2022

You: okay, that X movie was different. Not of my likings, buy you did a great job as always. Miss you.

Not once did she ever reply to your texts. Sure, she read them but you never got any kind of feedback from her. It’s like she was always too busy even for a text, or she just simply didn’t care anymore. It was hard, going on with your life knowing that she never had time for you anymore. You used to be her best friend but now, seeing from her posts she had new best friends and it was hurting a lot, knowing that she just forgot about you, and your head started going a thousand places, was she ashamed because her best friend wasn’t famous? And what if she simply didn’t want to be seen around with you? You were a no one, after all. Would famous people want to be seen around with a no one?

You had to get back to her, show her that there was no shame in being seen around with someone who isn’t famous. It should make you even more “honest” to show that you’re not only friends with famous people, but you’ve kept your friends of a lifetime, but you thought that this wasn’t something she’d ever consider. You posted a photo of the two of you hugging and a few videos, tagging her and writing under it “miss my best friend so much.” Jenna’s fans freaked out at that and reposted the photos, the cute videos all over the internet. Jenna wasn’t the type of girl to be on social medias but you were sure she saw your post when she liked it. It was just a like though, there was no “miss you too” comment or even a text, nothing at all. You had to find a way to see her, talk to her face to face.

You got the chance to do so when after her new series “Wednesday” came out, the premiere was in your city. You HAD to go. You even found the ticket to get backstage and talk with the actors, you had to talk to her. You dressed up elegantly just for the night and you made sure to go there REALLY early to be in front of the barricades, you had to see her and she had to see you. When actors started arriving, of course no one recognized you. Except for obviously Jenna. She looked at you as she walked by, and you gave her a small smile as you waved at her, she did the same but then walked away, to other fans and to the photo booth. She looked gorgeous to say the least. You had seen her on tv, but she hasn’t seen you in years and suddenly reality hit her.

You had been supporting her ever since and she has done nothing but ignore you these past 5 years, and she started thinking of how much it could have hurt you, seeing her realize her dreams while you couldn’t. She was scared shitless to talk to you, she was afraid that you’d yell at her, get mad at her or something like that. When the premiere was finished it was now time for the people who had the backstage ticket to actually go backstage. You were one of the lasts in line and you weren’t in a rush, you needed to talk to her not just for two minutes, and you knew that fans would absolutely want to talk to her, so you stood back and patiently waited for your turn. You didn’t wait really long because everyone only had a limited time with each actor, but you didn’t care because you knew that if you needed It, Jenna would tell the crew that you were allowed to stay.

As soon as it was your turn you walked up to her and she gave you a small sad smile. She didn’t know how to act, what to do. She was scared of what you’d say or do. “Hey Jen” you said as you walked over, you weren’t sure of what you could or could not do, but you were surprised when she hugged you tightly, hiding her face in your shoulder. You let her do, hugging her back and letting her stay in the embrace for as long as she wanted. When she pulled back, her eyes were slightly teary. “(Y/N) I-I’m so sorry” she started, you knew exactly what she was talking about. “I’m sorry too. But it’s okay, you have a busy schedule and it’s okay to not have time” you said reassuring her. “I was just scared you’d forgotten about me or that you didn’t care anymore. And it hurts because I haven’t been hearing back from you for 5 years Jen. You do understand that right? I was scared that I was bothering you and that you didn’t want me to text you.” You said looking down, and she looked down of shame as well.

“I never meant for any of this to happen. You’re my best friend, (Y/N). I just… got scared.” She said and you looked at her with confusion sprawled out all over your face. “Scared of what?” You asked, she took a hold of your hand and looked up at you. “When we started with the videocalls.. they made me really happy, and I knew you were happy too. But growing up my feelings towards you only grew, and not just in a “friends” way if you know what I mean. I was- and maybe I still am in in love with you. But I was scared, I was never home and I didn’t want to say that over a phone, figuring out that it would have been better if I told you face to face. But I always chickened out and I figured out that if I ever told you, the constant distance would have ended up hurting you. But I hurt you anyways, so…”

You looked at her as a smile slowly made its way to your face. “Jesus Jen I thought you hated me or something..” you said, giggling of relief, as she looked up at you “does that mean you forgive me?” She said hopeful, this even showing on her face. How could you reply to this? Deep down, you also had feelings for her, and they only grew. So you pulled her in from her waist, a hand removing the black veil of her dress from her face as you leaned in for a kiss, your first. She was shocked at first, not believing what was happening as she eventually kissed you back, closing her eyes and arms around your neck as she smiled and hummed happily on your lips, moving closer to you, if that was even possible. Managers had tried to get closer to you two and move you two away, but Jenna shushed them away and kept on kissing you, all while you just smiled.

Eventually she pulled back to look at you. “I love you so much (Y/N).. I swear to you that from now on I’ll take you with me wherever I go and you’ll never leave my side.”

[sidecarghost]

Suptober Day 16: Switch It Up!

Destiel Chatfic  - College!AU where Dean and Cas are both dating the same girl. Cas finds out and sends Dean an instagram direct message, and Dean gets an insta-crush on Cas.

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Gabriel texts Cas - 11:19 am ~~ Gabriel: Yo little bro! Cas: Hello Gabriel. Gabriel: Are you and Tessa still dating? Because I just saw her kissing this guy in the campus parking lot next to what I assume was his car. Cas: Uh yeah, are you sure it's Tessa? Gabriel: Hold on a sec. Gabriel: Yes, I just walked over and said "Hi Tessa, do you remember me Cas's brother?", and she responded "Oh yeah, hi Gabriel, how is Cas doing?" Cas: That does sound like something she would say. Gabriel: I asked her to introduce me to her friend, and she said his name was Dean Winchester. Cas: what do you want me to do with that name? Gabriel: Hell if I know, I guess fight for fair Tessa's honor? Cas: I'm sure I won't do that, but thanks for letting me know Gabriel.

~~ Later that day, Cas looks up Dean Winchester on IG and finds a likely looking profile and sends DM - 5:48 pm ~~

Cas: Hello Dean, I know you don't know me, but I think we are both dating Tessa. Dean: Welp, that explains somethings. Have you been dating Tessa long? I wasn’t sure if she was playing the field still or not. Cas: Not very long, just a few weeks. Dean: I assumed we were exclusive when Tessa asked me to be her boyfriend, so I guess it's on me for assuming. Cas: Um ok, I just thought letting you know was the right thing. But if you’re upset I understand. Dean: S'okay Cas, you seem cool, and I'm happy I'm getting to know you. Cas: Um, thanks you seem cool too. Dean: Can I call you my boyfriend-in-law? Cas: Well, I was going to break up with Tessa after confirming this with you. Dean: If that is the case, can I call you my boyfriend? Cas: Huh? Dean: Confession time. Since you sent me a dm, I started stalking your IG account, and you look all kinds of hot. I kind of understand why I was being cheated on now. Cas: Uh, that is flattering... I think. Dean: Hold on, I'll break up with Tessa first. Cas: Wait, what? I just wanted to give you a heads up about Tessa, and I'm not sure what is going on in this convo anymore.

~~ Dean texts Tessa - 5:52 pm ~~ Dean: Sorry to break up with you over text, but this is a life & death emergency.  Dean: Btw, the painting of Baby you made for your art course is awesome! I saw it in campus center. Tessa: Oh wow, I hope everything is okay or that it will be.  Tessa: No worries about the break up, I think we are better as friends.  Tessa: And I'm glad you like the Baby painting! ~~

Dean: Okay done, do you like pie? Cas: Um... pie is okay. Dean: Seriously? You like pie? I knew I was in love with you! Cas: I am not sure if you are kidding or serious. Dean: Sorry! I tend to ramble when I'm excited. Want me to pick you up for a date later? We can get pie at this diner I know. Cas: Sure, I'd like that Dean. Dean: Okay, text me where you want me to pick you up at 7pm. I'll be driving a black 67 Chevy Impala. Cas: Okay, I think I saw pics of that car on your feed when I was trying to find you on IG. Dean: What did you think of her? Cas: Her? Dean: Yeah, I tend to think of my Impala as female. Have you ever watched this really old tv show Knight Rider? Cas: Sorry, I don’t think I’ve heard of it. Dean: No worries, I have the box set on Blu Ray. We can watch together some time if you’d like. But I brought up because it’s about this guy that solves mysteries with his talking Pontiac Trans Am “KITT.” Cas: Oh, that’s an interesting premise for a tv show. Dean: Ikr! Anyway, so that’s me and my car, Baby, too. If she had a voice box, she would totally help me solve mysteries. Cas: Like the mystery machine? Dean: asdfasfasgwe You like Scooby doo?!? Cas: Well, I watched some when I was little. And I think I remember the gist of it. Dean: Scooby Doo was my show growing up!! And yeah, Baby is like that. A lot of things just get thrown away when they wear out. But some things transcend the mundane, and throwing them away would be like losing something divine. Cas: Uh, she sounds really special Dean. I’m looking forward to meeting you and her later then. Dean: Ok, Baby and I will show you a good time! Cas: Sounds good, bye Dean. Dean: ttyl Cas!

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Cas texts Tessa - 6:13 pm ~~ Cas: Hello Tessa, I don't think we are right for each other, but I hope we can still be friends. Tessa: Oof, the other guy I was seeing just broke up with me over text too. I'm having a rough day. Cas: Was it Dean? Tessa: Yeah, he seemed nice. I wasn't sure how interested in me he was though, he mostly wanted to talk about his car, little brother, and classic movies. Cas: Actually, I met Dean because I found out we were both dating you. So I let him know, because it felt like the right thing to do. Tessa: Oh, it hadn't occurred to me that I was serious enough with either of you to talk about being exclusive. Sorry if I hurt you or Dean's feelings. Cas: I was a little hurt, but Dean seemed okay about it. Tessa: I'm sorry Cas! You are a very sweet guy, and I hope you find someone that doesn't hurt your heart. And I'd be happy to still be friends if the offer stands. Cas: Thanks I do want to be friends, and as for finding someone, well I actually have a date with Dean tonight.  Tessa: Omg! I'm so excited for the two of you! My advice, wear your blue henley and skip the trench coat. Cas: I've never gone on a date with a guy before, so I'm feeling kind of nervous. And also, I’ve never gone a date with someone I hadn’t met in person already. This is definitely a little overwhelming. Tessa: I think you'll be fine Cas. Dean is a nice guy, and if things get too silent and awkward just ask him about his car, brother, or favorite movies. Cas: Dean did tell me about his car a bit already, and it was pretty touching how much she meant to him.  Tessa: Yeah, Dean has a huge heart. I feel like once he loves someone, Dean would wage war against Heaven or Hell to protect them. Baby is definitely part of his family, and while a lot of people tend to take things for granted, Dean is more likely to show reverence for the things that have held him together. Cas: That sounds almost spiritual. Tessa: Spiritual is a good way to describe it. Also, Dean does tend to be all highs and lows, like he either loves something or he hates it. There is really not much middle ground. You seem a lot more level-headed Cas, tbh I think you and Dean are perfect complements for each other.  Cas: Well, we haven’t even been on a date yet. Tessa: Haha, I know. I’m just being sap ig. But I have good feeling about you guys.  Cas: Thanks Tessa, I appreciate it. Tessa: Anytime hun! And I have been seeing this girl, Charlie, maybe we can all go out on a double date sometime. Cas: You were seeing three people? Tessa: yeah, and I should tell Charlie I was seeing some other people, and I'd like to just commit to her. I really like her Cas, and I don't want to ruin it. I think she knows, but I also thought you and Dean knew so I should be more upfront. Cas: Yeah, that's a good idea. And maybe we can all go out some time in the future. Tessa: Yay! I'd like that. Let me know how DeanCas goes tonight. Cas: Ok, I've got to go get ready. Tessa: Later hun!

~~ Tessa texts Charlie - 6:26 pm ~~

Tessa: I really like you, do you want to be exclusive? Charlie: Did the guys you were dating break up with you? Tessa: Lol yes, but it saved me trouble of breaking up with them. And actually they kind of found each other through me, so I'm feeling like their fairy godmother or something. Charlie: omfg! I'm imagining you as a fairy godmother now, and that image is burned in my brain. Tessa: Lol it is pretty funny, and I think Dean and Cas would hate me forever for even saying that. Charlie: Don’t worry I will keep your role as their fairy godmother secret. Tessa: So, you didn't answer my question... Charlie: Sorry, Tessa. I really like you too. But I'm not ready to commit to a serious relationship yet. Can we keep dating each other and other people for a little longer and keep it casual? Tessa: Sure, but when you are ready let me know! Charlie: Ofc, darling! Tessa: Also, Cas and I chatted about four of us going on double date in future. They are both nice guys, what do you think? Charlie: Sure, maybe we can recruit them for LARP. Tessa: Don't worry my queen. I will get them recruited to follow your flag. Charlie: I knew my fairy godmother wouldn't let me down. Tessa: Ofc, not even remotely possible for me to ever let you down, my queen.

~~ Dean texts Sam 6:35pm ~~

Dean: Sammy, remember the girl Tessa I was dating? Sam: yeah, you were forcing her to watch an Indiana Jones marathon with you last weekend. Dean: "forcing" seems like a strong word, everyone loves Indiana Jones. Sam: sure they do Dean. Dean: Anyway, we broke up. Sam: oh, sorry man Dean: No worries Samantha, I've got a date with her other boyfriend, Cas. I’m actually getting ready to pick him up in just a minute. Sam: oh, good for you then Dean: I'm kind of nervous tho, I was stalking his ig, and even though he's really hot I don't think we have much in common. Sam: well, they say opposites attract. Dean: He posts math and physics joke memes. Sam: so what? Dean: I don't know any good math or physics jokes. Sam: Don't bother picking up a bunch of lame jokes. I think this guy would rather get to know the real you. Dean: Well, I did ramble a bit about Baby earlier when we started messaging. Sam: And he still wants a date with you? He sounds like a keeper Dean. Dean: What do you mean? Everyone loves Baby. I gotta text you a pic of this painting Tessa made. Baby looks so badass. Sam: Okay,  well try not to only talk about Baby with Cas. Try to learn about him and open up about yourself too. You keep saying your tired of casual flings, but if you don’t let people in that will be all you ever get. Dean: Ugh, I'm a mess. Getting to know the real me is a really great way to scare anyone off. Sam: hey, I'm still here. Dean: yeah, you're my brother. You are stuck with me no matter how much of a dumpster fire I become. Sam: you're not a dumpster fire. just don't overthink it. do you want me to ask Jess out tonight so we can double date? Dean: no, I can do this, showing up to a first date with my little brother as chaperone would be weird. Sam: it's only weird if you let it be Dean: well, I'm not letting it be Sam: ok, whatever Dean: later moose Sam: drop dead squirrel

[anonbebe97me]

Somebody Else (Changkyun Short Story || Part 2)

Pt.1 ||

Warning: some smut; will label parts accordingly.

“You’re in love with somebody else. Maybe I can offer some help; get over them by getting under me…”

“Y/N,” Changkyun’s voice is a low whisper, “Stop…” he pulls away and looks at her.

Y/N is breathless and her nose and lips are red from the blood flow to her face, “What?”

“I- I don’t want to do this while you’re sad. It’s-it’s not right,” He sits up, turning his back to her slightly, “I’m not that kind of guy.”

She bites her lip, embarrassed and feeling rejected- for the second time tonight. 

“Yeah, I understand…” She sits up and avoids looking him in the eye, “it would probably end up being a stupid mistake anyway…” 

He looks at her, disappointed by her words.

“Just go to sleep. I’ll take the couch…” He says, standing up and walking over to a small closet and taking out a pillow and some blankets.

She nods silently, pulling back the covers, but pauses before getting in,

 “Do you have any clothes I can borrow? This dress is uncomfortable,” She says.

He briefly glanced down at the dress; clinging to her body, every curve outlined perfectly- too tight to dance in, too short for church. 

“Yeah…” He looks away quickly, trying to keep his word.

He walks to his bed and bends down to open one of the built-in drawers. He focuses all his attention on taking out a shirt and sweats; trying desperately to ignore that her smooth, toned legs were so close to his face, and if he were to look up-

“Here,” He stands up quickly, and hands her the clothes.

She nods and grabs the clothes from him, still trying not to look him in the eyes.

“Thanks.”

He lets out a deep sigh and drops onto the bed after he hears the bathroom close. 

“What the hell…” He mutters in disbelief as he replays their kiss.

Picking up his phone, he unlocks it to find a bunch of notifications from the groupchat with Shownu and Kihyun, and then some from Jooheon.

Shownu: Did you see the post?

Kihyun: Dude�� wth is going on? They’ve known each other for like what? A week?

Shownu: It may as well be a week.

Kihyun: Poor Y/N… 

Shownu: Changkyun, where are you?

He sighs, exiting the chat. He can’t deal with them right now… He taps on Jooheon’s conversation.

Jooheon: Are you okay? You seemed weird on the phone. I wanted to invite you out for drinks, on me. Help me celebrate, asshole

Changkyun rolls his eyes and tosses the phone across the room to the couch. 

When the bathroom door opens, he looks up.

If he wasn’t already having a hard time holding it together… he definitely is now.

His shirt is big on her, and goes just past her finger tips in length- and the sweats…are in her hand.

He swallows and looks down, trying to pretend not to notice, “Sweats didn’t fit?” 

She shakes her head, “No, but it’s find- I’m wearing my own shorts,” She raises the shirt up slightly to show him the tiny shorts she’d been wearing under her dress.

He nods, “Cool. Toss ‘em to me, I’ll wear them.”

She nods and then pauses for a moment, “Changkyun,”

He looks back up at her, “Yeah?”

“Catch,” She balls up the pants and launches them at his face, more forcefully than one might imagine for just a pair old sweats.

“Hey!” He laughs.

She smiles and crawls into his bed, “You’re welcome.”

And just like that, the awkwardness and confusion seemed to dissipate between them.

He chuckled softly as he walked over to turn the lamp off.

“Good night…” He says into the darkness.

“Good night, Changkyun…”

Sun pours in, shining on Changkyun’s closed lids. “Mm…” He whines, slowly coming out of his sleep.

He blinks a few times, adjusting his eyes to the harsh light. He gets up and walks to the window, irritatedly sliding them closed. 

Looking over at the bed, he notices it’s empty. He looks over and sees the bathroom door closed, and he assumes she’s probably inside. 

He sits back down on the couch, and rubs his face. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees the t-shirt he’d let Y/N borrow the night before, folded neatly and placed on the bedside table. 

“Huh?” He walks over to the bathroom and knocks on the door. When he hears no answer, he turns the knob slowly and opens it up;

Empty.

He scratches the back of his neck and walks over to get his phone from the floor next to the floor. Three missed calls from Jooheon, one text from Y/N.

He opens up her text first.

Y/N: Hey- had to go take care of some stuff. I didn’t wanna wake u but dnt worry, caught an uber. Ttyl.

Sighing, he moves on to the missed calls from Jooheon. He braces himself for the call; Jooheon’s always been a morning person.

The phone rings once, twice, and on the third, Jooheon answers- as expected, his voice is chipper and riddled with excitement.

“Finally, dude!”

It makes Changkyun want to gag.

“Hey…you called?”

“We’re gong to breakfast.”

“I’m not sure I’m really up to it-”

“Shut the fuck up. We’re going. Get dressed, I’m on my way,” Jooheon hangs up before he can say anything else.

“Ugh…” He groans and tosses his phone next to him. 

He lazily throws on some clothes and stares at himself in the mirror as he brushes the alcohol out of his mouth. Though he isn’t hungover, he feels like trash. 

His phone lights up and he picks it up;

Jooheon: I’m outside.

Changkyun rolls his eyes and shoves his phone and keys in his pocket before walking out of his apartment.

Jooheon talks the entire way to the Denny’s Diner. He goes on about his fiance; the details of how he proposed, her reaction… a bunch of things Changkyun can’t quite bring himself to care about, because all he can think of is Y/N crying her eyes out last night at the bar.

“Are you okay, man?” Jooheon stares at him from across the table.

Changkyun looks down at the mug of black coffee in front of him.

“Jooheon…I want to be excited for you…”

Confusion fills Jooheon’s face, “What do you mean you ‘want to be’ excited for me?”

Changkyun brings the mug up to his face; the smell alone begins to wake him up. 

“You’re my best friend. I love you, man. I want no more than to cheer for you, and tell you that I’m happy for you- but you’ve only known this girl for a few months- don’t you think you’re going a little fast?” 

Jooheon stares back incredulously, “I mean, sure we haven’t known each other for a long time, but love doesn’t know time-”

“Don’t give me that shit,” Changkyun rolls his eyes.

“What shit? I love her. She loves me. I want to marry her- and either you’ll support me, or you won’t. It’s not like we’re hurting anyone-”

Changkyun slams the mug down on the table, and the few people eating around them turn to look toward their table.

“You know damn well that at least one person is hurt by the decision you’re about to make,” His eyes are filled with disdain for his best friend- a friend he’s starting to feel he no longer recognizes.

Jooheon leans back in his seat, “I don’t know who you’re talking about.”

Lies.

“Oh really?” He leans forward, “Then tell me…why was Y/N the only one you didn’t tag in your engagement post, huh?”

Jooheon’s expression is a cross between guilty and sad, “I…forgot.”

More lies.

“Bullshit.” 

“Look, I didn’t invite you out here for you to bash me. Don’t I deserve to be happy? This is the biggest commitment I’ve ever made- shouldn’t I get to enjoy it?” Jooheon’s feeling sorry for himself, and it disgusts Changkyun.

“Then let me save you the money and leave now,” He gets up and throws a twenty down onto the table, “I’ll talk to you another time.”

At the bar last night, Changkyun wanted to take Y/N’s pain away- and if yelling at Jooheon is anything close to that, then he’ll do it.

Y/N sits, biting her nails as the anxiety builds in her chest. She’s non-confrontational by nature. If there’s a way to avoid argument or disagreement, she’ll do anything to do so- but this is one confrontation she can’t run from. Not this time…

“Y/N?” Jooheon asks, surprised to see her sitting on the floor outside of his door. He’s carrying bags of groceries, and his keys are in hand, ready to unlock the door.

“H-Hey Jooheon,” She puts on a small, fake smile.

He notices, but pretends not to, “What brings you here today?” He’s trying to sound casual, but he’s nervous. 

“I uhm…actually wanted to talk to you about something.”

He nods, not looking up at her, “Alright…come in.”

He unlocks the door and leads her into his apartment. It’s much bigger than Changkyun’s, and the furniture is a little more sleek, “What’s up?” 

He won’t meet her eyes, and she can tell he’s tense.

“I won’t be long… I just…I need to get this off of my chest…” She stands in front of him, and this time, he has no choice but to look her in her face…and what he sees in her eyes, breaks his heart.

“I’ve loved you for most of our lives. Everyone knows it. And even though we’ve never talked about it, Jooheon…I know you’ve known for a long time as well…”

“Y/N, I-”

“Don’t interrupt. I need to get this out.

I’m not telling you this because I’m expecting you to choose between her or me. In fact, I’m positive that you’d choose her, and that you’ll choose the next girl, and the girl after that.

I don’t want to be in denial anymore.

And I don’t want you to feel like you have to hide or tiptoe around because of me.

I just want you to know…” Tears well in her eyes.

Though the words coming out of her mouth are painful to speak, they’re equally freeing as well.

Jooheon’s heart is heavy, and he wants to hold her in his arms the way he usually would during a difficult moment.

“I want you to know that…I’m letting you go.”

Her heart feels immediately lighter than before.

Jooheon opens his mouth to say something, but she quickly turns around and walks out of the door before he can utter a single word. 

She doesn’t want to hear it.

Just like Jooheon, she’s made a choice as well;

herself.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

“Coming!”

Knock. Knock. Knock. Knock. Knock.

“Dammit, I said I’m coming!”

Changkyun swings the door open, ready to snap at whoever dares to disturb the peace and quiet.

And there she is.

“Y/N?” He asks, confused.

Without a word, she quickly walks in and shuts the door behind her. 

He’s about to say something else, but before he can, she’s crashing her lips against his- and this kiss is different from last night’s;

It’s passionate, messy-

feverish.

He can’t think, can’t rationalize…

all that exists is her body pressed against him and her hands entangled in his hair.

“Changkyun...fuck me,” Her breathless whisper triggers a part of him that last night, he was able to successfully contain,

but now, he’s sober minded and the taste of her tongue in his mouth is too delicious to ignore any longer… 

“We can skip the wine and dine, go straight for the wind and grind; she wanna come, I can make it happen- fuck trying.”

[shawnstoriesx]

Bear Pt 1

hello! this is my first time writing so I hope you enjoy it ! any feedback would be appreciated!

I also rlly like angst so this is a lil angsty lol

YN parked her car and started on the short walk to her shared apartment. It was late in the evening on Friday, YN choosing to stay behind at the university library to finish up her notes and start on an essay instead of going straight home. It was only Week 2 of the her 2nd year and she was already being bombarded with assignments. All she wanted to do was recuperate over the weekend, take a much deserved nap nap, spend the Friday night in watching Netflix.

However, as soon as she pushed the door to her apartment in, YN was met with loud music and the sight of her roommate and 3 other girls she didn’t recognize running around the room, putting on makeup and pregaming. They were dressed for a night out in shorts and tank tops and were already in the mood, dancing along to the music Upon hearing the door open, Alexa turned around and gave YN a warm grin before pulling her towards the small group of girls, urging her to dance with them.

“Go out with us YN! You deserve a night out!” Alexa yelled as she pretended to grind up on YN.

YN chuckled before giving her friend a playful shove. “Nah I’m drained I’d rather spend the night in. You guys have fun though” YN responded.

After a couple more minutes of Alexa unsuccessfully trying to convince YN to come, Alexa and the other girls left while YN was sitting on the couch, trying to decide what movie to watch.

YN and Alexa had just met this year after YN responded to Alexa’s post about needing a roommate to split the apartment rent with. They had different personalities and interests but were still able to get along fine, instantly clicking with each other when they first met up to decide whether or not they were a good match. YN was definitely more reserved and introverted while Alexa was very outgoing and loved surrounding herself with people. Everywhere Alexa went, she always had a group of people following her. They seemingly worshipped Alexa and why shouldn’t they? YN’s roommate was kind, funny, inviting, and not to mention drop dead gorgeous. Alexa was a natural beauty. She really was the total package and YN was grateful that she was able to find such a great roommate.

After finally finding a movie and reheating last nights dinner, YN made herself comfortable on the couch. Just as the movie was starting, she heard a ding from her phone. It was a text from Shawn, her childhood best friend.

“Going to the club tonight w some friends. Wanna come? I’ll pick u up”

They’d been inseparable since middle school but with YN attending university and Shawn taking a gap year to travel before going to community college, they had seen less of each other. This didn’t affect the friendship at all though. They still talked regularly and were still the bestest of friends. YN just missed seeing his face but now that he was finally starting community college nearby, the two planned on seeing each other much more often.

Just as YN was about to respond no, Shawn sent another message.

“Hoping to find a girl tonight ;-) need my wingwoman”

YN’s heart dropped just a little bit. YN had always had a teeny tiny crush on Shawn. And why wouldn’t she? Shawn was handsome and kind and treated her like no other guy ever had. The crush she had was never serious though and she knew that she and Shawn were too good of friends to ever see each other in that way. Regardless, YN couldn’t help but get jealous whenever he talked about one of his previous girlfriends and every once in while imagined herself to be the person receiving all of Shawn’s affection. That couldn’t hurt right?

“no lol I don’t think me being there is gonna help you get a girl. I can’t work miracles” she responded. She could already imagine the laugh that Shawn probably let out after reading that text, deep and warm.

Shawn and her quickly caught up through text until he suddenly stopped responding mid conversation. That was odd. Even when he was busy or at a party, Shawn would always respond to her texts as soon as possible. Or at least with just a “ttyl”

“His phone probably died” YN thought and she resumed her movie.

As she was getting ready to go to bed early, another notification popped up on her phone. Thinking it was Shawn, YN rushed to her bedside where her phone was charging.

“Oh” YN couldnt help but let out a disappointed sigh. It was just a text from her roommate.

“Bringing home a guy I met at the club. Text me if u have a problem w that”

“Great...” YN thought. She was a little uncomfortable with it but it wasn’t that big of a problem, at least Alexa asked her beforehand.

“Yea no problemo. keep it down tho ;-)” she quickly typed before falling into her bed and was fast asleep within 10 min.

The next morning, YN woke up refreshed and alert. Wanting to make use of this energy, YN quickly brushed her teeth and changed into her workout clothes, a gym tank and some running shorts. YN hadn’t worked out much before (okay she didn’t work out at all outside of PE) but freshmen 15 really did a number on her and since then, YN has made an effort to exercise more often. She speed walked out of her room and to the kitchen to grab a banana and her keys, barely noticing the person standing in the kitchen until she heard her name.

“Y/N?” a familiar voice called out.

She looked up to see the confused face of her best friend, Shawn Mendes. standing in her kitchen. in nothing but boxers. with hickeys all over his neck.

“What the fuck are you doing in my apartment?” YN shouted, confusion and bewilderment obvious in her voice.

“Uh well...” Shawn started sheepishly, a blush creeping up in his cheeks, before he was cut off by Alexa opening the door with a box of bagels in her hand.

Suddenly, everything was making sense to YN. Alexa came home with Shawn last night. Her Shawn. And they had sex with her sleeping peacefully in the next room. To say YN was completely and utterly shocked was an understatement.

It’s been a couple weeks since that morning and Shawn was a common sight now in the apartment. But he wasn’t there to hang out with YN. He was there for Alexa. They started seeing each other after that night and although it wasn’t official, it seemed that Shawn only had time for her, not for his best his best friend of 8 years. First it was cancelled hangouts. Then he just stopped responding to her texts. And now, they were lucky to even exchange anything beyond a quick greeting whenever YN came home after a late night studying to see Shawn and Alexa curled on the couch together.

“You wanna grab some boba really quick YN?” Shawn asked. Shawn and Alexa were headed to the movies later tonight but Alexa got caught up at work and was going to be an hour late and he was already at the apartment.

“Nah I’m busy” YN said begrudgingly. And she really was. She had to catch up on her readings but she also really didn’t feel like talking to Shawn right now after he had so easily forgotten about her after meeting Alexa.

“You’re always too busy now, we never hang anymore” Shawn whined, walking behind her and wrapping his arms around her in a tight hug.

O so now he has time for YN now that Alexa isn’t here.

“I’m not the one who’s been cancelling our hangouts to spend time with his girlfriend” YN retorted, her voice tight as she tried to focus on the textbook in front of her. She felt Shawn shift his body and could tell that he was trying to get a read on her face.

“Hey...that was mean. And that’s not true, you cancel because you’re busy with your classes too you know” Shawn replied. A frown was obvious on his face as he tried to figure out why YN’s mood changed so quickly.

Believing it to be a result of stress from her workload, Shawn grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of her chair, enveloping her in a big hug. YN tried to fight her way out but it was no use. He was too strong, his broad arms wrapping around her frame completely. The smell of his cologne relaxed her and she gave in, resting her head in the crook of his neck and wrapping her arms around his waist.

“I miss you, YN. Please come with me” he whispered sincerely, lips ghosting over her ear. I mean, when he asked like that, how could she ever say no. A slight blush bloomed on her cheeks as she slowly nodded her head, eyes not meeting his.

YN quickly found a table in the crowded boba shop while Shawn ordered and paid for their drinks at the counter. Within a few minutes, Shawn was seated across from her. Taking a sip from their drinks, an awkward silence loomed over them.

Eager to break free of the silence, YN spoke first, hoping that her tone masked how sad she was that YN and Shawn were no longer talking as easily as they had before. “So how are you and Alexa?”

At the sound of Alexa’s name, Shawn instantly piped up, a smile growing across his face. “She’s absolutely amazing YN. I don’t know why you didn’t tell me about her before.”

He went on and on about how great Alexa was and YN couldn’t help but feel sad. But she was happy for him and Alexa nonetheless. At least they were happy together, even though she was still alone.

“And I still can’t believe she’s just as into Harry Potter as we are. You and Alexa are like the same person.”

A confused look took over YN’s face. “Wait what?” YN cut in.

“O I was just talking about how similar you two are. You share all the same interests: Harry Potter, Hozier, hiking.”

That was definitely odd. When she and Alexa first met up, YN distinctly remembers that they didn’t share many interests at all. “Maybe Alexa picked up those interests along the way while trying to get to know YN. Alexa was sweet like that” YN thought.

“Are you okay YN” Shawn said. The concern in his voice bringing YN back to the present

“O yea sorry lost in thought.” YN chuckled.

“O okay then..”Shawn started. “I wanted to ask you a question.” His voice took on a serious tone. “How do you feel about me asking Alexa to be my girlfriend?”

YN choked on the pearls she was drinking. She and Shawn both shared a nervous chuckle.

“I’m asking because we’re best friends and it must be kinda weird for me to date your roommate and...”

“I’m fine. Why would it bother me. Happy for you two” YN quickly retorted, giving a shallow smile.

Shawn gave one of his goofy grins where his entire face seemed to be smiling. His eyes crinkled and his face just lit up and it made YN’s heart race.

She missed that smile but this time, Shawn wasn’t smiling because of her. He was probably thinking about Alexa. And that crushed YN. She didn’t know why. She had never been this jealous with Shawn’s girlfriends before. Maybe it’s because this time, YN personally knew the girl. Maybe it’s because this time, YN knew that it only took Shawn one night at the club to fall for Alexa while it’s been nearly 8 years with YN and he’s only ever seen her as a friend.

YN could feel the tears pooling at her eyes and she quickly tried to hide them by bringing the sleeve of her hoodie up. But Shawn was already staring deep into her eyes and noticed the tears right away.

“YN are you okay? Honey...”

Honey. That was his childhood nickname for her ever since they made far fetched plans in 3rd grade to live in the forest together. YN would be a gardener and collect honey for Shawn, her pet bear. She was his Honey and he was her Bear and they used to refer to each other with these nicknames whenever possible, mostly as a joke because of how domestic it made them feel. But upon hearing this nickname again, YN suddenly realized how it’s been a long time since she last heard him call her that. Ever since he met Alexa.

Her body turned cold and her face became stiff at the thought. She stopped tearing up but her eyes were still glossy. “Yea I’m fine. Just tired.” she sighed.

He stood up and cupped his large hands around her face, holding her face under the deep gaze of his chocolate brown eyes. “Cut the crap YN. What’s up? You’ve been distant and Alexa and I are worried about you.”

Avoiding his eyes, her gaze fell on the door of the shop just as Alexa came in, looking fresh and bright in a short dress. A stark contrast to YN’s hoodie and jeans combo with dried tears. Of course Shawn would fall for Alexa and not her. Alexa was perfect. Perfect personality. Perfect looks.

Alexa quickly spotted the two, with Shawn’s hands cupped around YN’s face. YN didn’t know if she was imagining it but she could’ve sworn that she saw Alexa’s eyebrows raise and a look of contempt or hate cross her face before it was quickly replaced by a perfect smile.

“I’m fine Shawn. Alexa’s here and I really should go.” YN responded dryly. She pushed away Shawn’s warm hands, cheeks instantly feeling cold from the loss of contact, and collected her things.

“Whatcha doing?” Alexa chirped after landing a quick kiss to Shawn.

“I was just about to leave. You two have fun.” YN said quickly, already walking away before she had completed the sentence.

YN could hear Shawn calling out to her and imagined that he was running up to her, about to pull her into one of his big bear hugs that never failed to lift her spirits. But that daydream was quickly cut short by Alexa’s whining that they were going to miss the movie. YN continued to walk back to her apartment, still hoping that Shawn would run up to her any minute to check on her and make sure she was alright. By the time she reached the door to her apartment, YN turned around. Just to check if Shawn was a little behind from her brisk pace. But the walkway was just empty.

YN was just alone.

[everyonesfavoritegoldenboy]

A Series of Computer Messages between Miguel and Johnny (Private)

M:  Hey sensei ! :)

J: Diaz!!  Long time!

M: How are you doing over in... Where are you? 

J: Heh...I'm cool....everything's coming together over here...still a few finishing touches I'm needing to make on the bar...I was gonna get in touch with Robby again and see if you and him and Hawk would come down and help me do some construction

I could use you guys' help

How's your mom?

I hope she's not still pissed at me

M: She's not too angry. She's just confused. You up and left town and nobody really knew why.

Uh, i was kinda planning to spend my summer relaxing.

You should come back to the valley for the summer.

J: Yeah...you know I had to get away...it just got too screwed up...it was a pussy move...but good things come out of it...hey it's no worries...maybe you and your mom and your grandma can stop by when everything's up and running

I'm not sure where I'd go if I came back for the summer but I know I'm coming in for a visit....see what's up

M: Your old apartment is still up, remember?

Our lease doesn't end until November....At least for us.

J: Yeah...that'll work...I'm sure Robby wouldn't mind my crashing over there...I'm kinda letting him run it if he wants to hang around...I don't think he wants to go and live at Sid's house...and his mom's apartment is no longer an option.

M: You guys really should try and ... You know... Repair stuff. It was going well for a while.How is it going...? That stuff I mean?

J: We talked the other day...I guess we left on a good note.

M: They're starting to show the house soon, so he'll have to move back sooner or later.  Yeah. I heard about that... About his mom...

J: He's the main reason why I left...you're the other reason....but we can talk about that later...I just want you to be good...ok Diaz?  Do the right thing! I always have faith in  you!

M: Wait...Sensei...

J:  Yeah it's one of the reasons he's extra pissed at me right now...but we sorted it...or sorta sorted it.

M: I'm the reason you left...?

J: I dunno..Yeah...you know...you kinda outgrew me, Diaz...I still feel like I failed you.

M: I'm trying to. I still don't really know what I'm doing, tbh. I didn't outgrow you.. Not at all.  

Okay this is gonna sound weird so just bear with me but I feel like I need to just level with you here. 

I still have that photo of us from after the all valley taped to my mirror. It helps me...it makes me happy.

J: *swallows lump in throat*  Ya know...I just screwed everything up there at the end...I wanted to do right by you and Robby and go after Kreese for what he did to you both...

I wrecked my car and bashed my head that's all I got out of that who the hell knows where he's at but I wanted to show you that I was at least on your side...and that I'd pretty much die for the both of you...

I had to get away because I don't deal with those kinds of emotions well.  Sam's mom came after me...

M: It's okay, sensei. I've delt with him before remember? He can't hurt me.  I know you'd do a lot for me, and it means more than I can say right now.  I heard. I was over at Sam's house a few days ago.

J:  Yeah...You're the man...you'll always be the man...ha ha...don't forget that! So  you gotta do the right thing and represent! Robby says you're picking the dojo back up...I'm proud of you both...make something out of it that I never could.

M: Yeah. To be honest I was sceptical at first but, I'm really excited. It can help with bills at least. We're calling it Cobra Crane Karate :)

J: Well...it's a challenge...you prob havent taken everything into consideration yet...but if you need help....give me a holler....and Awesome Name, DIAZ!! 

 Kinda a combination of mine and well...you know his....I'm proud of you both! M:  It'll be the best of both worlds :) and sure, you bet. You'd be the first person I'd go to for any dojo business.

J: Thanks, Diaz! I'm sure it'll be great...and you're the only one that can handle Hawk. I dunno how Robby and him are going to keep from killing each other.  Wish I was a fly on the wall for that!

M: I'll keep you posted :p tbh, sometimes Hawk just needs an ego 'trim'. Robby's pretty good at calling people down. But we'll see where it goes.

A Day Later  (another message) :   M:  Hey sensei. I just wanted to say (because I've forgotten to up until this point), to say thank you for the headband... I know that meant a lot to you.

J: I see you're rockin' it in your latest blog thing.... Niiice.

M: Yeah... Felt nice to put that on. I miss you.

J: You have some very important items of mine to take care of until I see you again...I miss you too, son.

M: *gasp* I am. I'm trying to...

J:  It's not going to be easy

M:  Maybe when you get back, we can go for a burger at that place you like. Talk and stuff.

J:  I let it break me, but you and Robby can do it...I have faith in you both. And that sounds like a plan...Save me a seat!

M: It already isn't. Hawk and Robby got into a fist fight last night at the dojo. Some girls been on my ass about miyagi do. Oh right, I forgot to tell you...

J:  Oh shit... really?

M:  Some girl has taken it upon herself to try and convince Robby that he's better off without us.  I'm pissed.

J:  I need to come back and sort Hawk's ass...and what the hell is that all about?!

M: I don't know anymore. I wanted this to work out. Him and Eli hate each other. I don't wanna abandon either of them...

J: I'd be pissed too...Have you talked to Robby?

M: I can't reel him in sensei. Kreese got into his head. I thought those problems would stop when he left.

J:  Sigh.....I know what you mean...he got into both of our heads....all of our heads.  We gotta find a way to get past it.

M:  I haven't answered messages from either of them since last night. So, I don't know. I just needed a break I guess. Maybe I'll call Robby up tonight.  I still can't believe he was your sensei... How did you do it? God I could barely get through a few months.  

J:  Yeah...man... just give it time cool off...You know he doesn't like to be cornered. 

M: True... Oh fuck.  They're literally at my door.  I gotta go.

J:  Just keep your head , Diaz.  Later.

M: I'll ttyl. Wish me luck I guess

J:  You got this!

*OOC - This takes place before Robby and Hawk show up at Miguel’s apartment after Miguel storms away from the Dojo. 

[iggys-sous-chef]

Twitter microfics round 1

So I'm taking prompts for attempted "single tweet" fics, but I wanted to share them here as well! Hit me up on Twitter and check out the post here if you want to leave a prompt! [I also apologize as I'm on mobile right now. I will add a read more cut when I can get to my computer]

For bagpipes5k promnis; first kiss

If movies and books would have you believe anything it's that first kisses were magical, sometimes clumsy, but always a declaration.

I like you. I love you. Don't leave me.

Ignis always thought it was a bit cliché, but clichés were founded on truths, something he discovers as he stands outside of Prompto's door. Heart racing, his throat too dry, the rap of his knuckles too quick to be anything but desperate. He hopes he's still home, that he isn't too late, because he needs to know. Deserves to know. 'Open the door' races in his mind, a silent mantra.

Everything stops and starts the moment the handle turns. When Prompto opens the door, he's a mess with red-rimmed eyes and wet cheeks, and he's the most beautiful thing Ignis has ever seen. He stops the door from closing, and draws him close, the adrenaline making him numb to his own fears. Only the beating of his heart and the warmth of Prompto's lips exist in the next moment.

I like you. I love you. Don't leave me.

I'm sorry for taking so long.

When he feels Prompto's hands clutch at the front of his shirt, the first gentle push of his lips moving in reciprocation, the reality comes crashing in. Ignis only holds him tighter. What a fucking cliché he's become. And he loves it.

***

For orchardofbones promptio; misunderstandings

Gladio was sitting in on a meeting with his father, secretly keeping up a conversation under the table via texts with his (hopefully soon-to-be-more-than) boyfriend. The chat moved in his peripheral and he glanced down to see a new message from Prompto. 'I think I finally decided on dinner! How about we grill out? I was thinking some tender, Grade A anal tonight.'

'What!? O_O I mean anal'

'ANAL!'

No amount of discipline could stop Gladio's bark of laughter, or the instant "oh shit" feeling that followed as he apologetically looked to his father.

'ANAK! Anak steaks!' came another message & Gladio could practically feel Prompto's energy through it.

'I've been found out. Ttyl chocobo. By the way... both sound really great' he replied and then slipped his phone back into his pocket.

***

For raspechinacea promptio kitchen fluff

Gladio sat at the table, the softness in his eyes reserved for Prompto as he lifted the fork and offered another bite of pancake to the blond who was wearing his t-shirt, a smile, and not much else. "So... now that day one of our honeymoon is done, what do you want to do today?"

As soon as Prompto opened his mouth  Gladio pushed another forkful into it. "And we can't repeat yesterday," he added with a smirk although the memory made his chest warm.

Prompto smiled and slowly licked his lips, noting the honeyed gaze that followed the motion. "I'm with you… what else do I need?”

***

For pompomprompto promptis “uh you okay buddy?”

The groans of annoyance were expected, the silence, however, was not. Prompto leaned over, trying to catch a peek at his face. "Uh, you okay buddy?"

"I've never lost... ever..." he whined.

"You mean I'm the first one to beat you at the game!?" Prompto asked, who could've dialed back the excitement, honestly.  He laughed when Noctis pouted. "Aww, c'mere and let me take away the sting of utter defeat," he teased as he threw his arm around the prince's shoulders and kissed him

***

For ninemoons42 promnis, sweet

Ignis had sampled, copied and even developed his own recipes over the years. Had drank the finest wines, tasted rare berries, sliced into a 5,000 gil cut of meat. But there was nothing - no taste that could rival the sweetness of Prompto's lips against his own.

***

For elysian_facade promnis, first impression

They say it's the first impression that matters, that lingers. Ignis was too uptight, intimidating, dry. He was scary. Prompto was too jovial, too naive, too anxious. He was a liability.  Yet here they were now, four years into darkness and the only impressions that mattered were the ones left behind by lips and fingers as they made their own light while they waited for Noct's return.

[latenightscribbles13]

We will be okay (pt. 5)

23:31

Hey, are we on for tonight?

00:13

Sorry, practice.

00:15

Still? But it’s past midnight already? Anyways, getting off work as we speak, ttyl.

1:30

Somebody forgot about me...

4:02

Hey, so sorry we r on our way to the dorms. Gotta get up at 6. Call you tmrw.

8:00

Morning, babe. Sorry, I was a bit cranky cause you left me waiting. Hope you’re not too tired.

11:40

Guess you’re still at practice. Anways, I’ll go out for lunch soon, so if ya wanna join me…

12:54

Hey, babe, I already ate. I’ll call you tonight, dunno when we will wrap up. Love you, bye.

13:23

Sure.

18:17

Honey, everything okay? Answer the phone. I’m waiting at my friend’s café. I will have to go soon. Please, come by. Love you

20.43

I’m home. I’m so happy you snuck out. I’ve missed you like crazy. Hope the meeting doesn’t drag on, you need some rest. Keep me posted. Love you always

00.59

So sleepy, I can barely keep my eyes open. Let’s talk tomorrow. Get some sleep!! Night night xx

**

 10.35

Heeey, did you land? Told ya to let me know when you do!! I’m having a chill Sunday, jealous? Work hard so I won’t have to in the future.

10.35

Juuuust kidding.

10.36

Or am I?

10.36

Seriously, did ya land, tho?

11.45

I checked the news and no planes crashed. Also checked your fansites and you’re all in one piece. At least the reporters and fans have my back. Asshole.

13.22

Was the asshole part too much? Sorry.

13.25

But not as sorry as you will be if you don’t reply soon.

13.55

Really, nothing?

14.02

I guess I will really have to be patient. Your label is no joke.

20.34

Sooooo sorry, they took our phones. This is our manager’s, don’t write back. All good, lots of work. Thinking of you

**

22.30

I watched the show, you were amaaaazing. All of you. But especially your chatty booty. Like the host dude said, you will be the shit. Or sth like that, I’m a bit tipsy already.

 22.44

Yaaay, did you see me? How hot is your boyfriend, huh? And talented, and smart … ha. Don’t drink too much.

22.46

Maybe you’re talking about sb else’s boyfriend. Mine is a forgetful ass that was supposed to drink this wine with me. Now I have no other choice than to drink it alone. Come and stop me.

23.07

I want to, I really do. It’s just that we got so much work and somebody is always checking up on us… Sigh.

23.10

Did you actually type out a sigh? Eye-roll.

23.11

No worries. This wine is too good to share.

23.13

I’m so proud of you.

23.22

Thanks, babe. I can’t wait to see you. I will make it up to you wink-wink.

23.23

Seriously, tho, don’t finish the entire bottle on your own. Love you

23.44

Babe?

23.45

I gotta go get some rest, I’m exhausted. I wish I could be there. Sweet dreams xxx

00.15

Sry, had to fnish the winw. Missyou.,lova you, gniht.

2.15

Sigh.

**

3.31

Did they take your phones again? It pisses me off when they do that. You’re not their property, you know? Whatever, I’m too tired to care right now. Worked on the night program that is shit since you left on a whim. Tell your boss to be more responsible next time. Good night.

**

19.09

Hey.

19.10

What’s up?

19.10

I tried to call you but I got disconnected.

19.11

It’s been a month. I can’t believe I haven’t seen you for a month.

19.30

Just wish you could write more often.

22.04

Does this make any sense to you? Do we make sense anymore?

22.22

I’m going out.

02.13

Nothing makes sense without you. I hope you will come back.

6.33

We wrapped up the MV filming. I need more time to

8.26

Hi…Need more time to what?

14.31

Call me.

**

It’s been a week since I last heard from him. First, my heart nearly stopped as he wrote he needs more time, and didn’t even finish the damn sentence. He told me he pressed send quickly because the staff came in. Luckily, he didn’t say he needed the time to think about us. If we made sense anymore. No, he just wanted to talk about us in peace, when he wouldn’t have to hurry and worry about getting caught. But neither of us knew when that moment would come. He was so busy for the last few months. Recording, practices, shows, filming. It was taking a toll on him, and us, as well. He was always tired and he became much more careful. His cheerfulness and free spirit were what I loved about him the most, but I guess that had to change for the sake of his career.

I didn’t know how to feel about this. At first, I was very understanding and supportive. But after a while, it gets tiring having monologues through the phone, always coming home to an empty place, never seeing him at work anymore. I missed him so much. I was really proud of him for everything he has achieved, but each day it seemed we were drifting further and further apart, and that hurt. A lot.

After trying to talk it out, he hand to hang up quickly, because his manager called. He said he would call me right back.

He didn’t.

And so I left him alone. No texts, no nothing. I didn’t even bother trying to call him as I knew the phone would be turned off. They often took their phones away so they wouldn’t be distracted.

If that’s the path he chose, there was nothing I could do but move on with my life while pretending there was still something to hold onto. I would either work, or stay out with some friends or colleagues. Or drink at home.

I have been coping very wisely and maturely with the first “trouble in paradise”.

**

I’m already half-asleep when I hear a knock at the door. It is so light and gentle I believe my mind is playing tricks on me, so I just roll over and doze off. Then, from somewhere in the distance, I hear the front door open, but I am too far gone to react.

First, I feel one side of the bed sink a little, when a tall figure lies down next to me. Next thing I sense is a familiar smell. The smell itself gives me such an aching feeling inside my gut that I slowly open my eyes, just a little. Maybe some people would be scared by the whole situation, but I guess my sleepy-self grasped on what was going on.

‘You’re here,’ I murmur burying my face into his clothed chest, squeezing my body as close to him as possible.

His arms wrap around me, and one hand begins to stroke my hear, while he peppers kisses on my head and forehread.

‘I’m here,’ he whispers, placing his head on the pillow, next to mine. ‘I’m here.’

Like that, we slowly fall asleep, and in that moment, it all makes sense.

We make sense.

We will be okay.

[tylerwritez]

Saturday, June 19 2021

I dont know how I feel about the day yet cos right now its only 10:13. I dont post these exactly on the days I write them, but I write them on these exact days nonetheless.

My throat still hurts, my ass hurts, oUch,.... I'm sure you know why. Like, when you suck dick, it takes throat strength to make sure you don't fucking vomit everywhere and like. I OBVIOUSLY dont have that strength since I had to wash vomit outta my hair this morning

Hes so hot tho oh. My god.

Whatever. New day. So we talk about new things.

Star seems kinda sad but I dont really know why? She said on her story that people dont really go outta their way to talk to her... idk. I shot a good morning dm and now I'm here. I made my bed. Packed up my shit. Every time we pack things up my parents rage cos they always find shit they dont want to see: monster cans, evidence of my self harm, etc.

We have 1 more week then school is OVER and I move outta this house cos of the divorce. Jay will be gone too... I still have his insta, but I might ask for his number... just in case. I always get weirdly attached to people I fuck even if there was never any romantic part of the relationship. We are just friends.

Apparently we are going to the pick n pack today with my friend let's call her Zara. It's notfar off from her real name but whatever. Basically pick n pack is where you go to a vegetable garden and pick vegetables

I have a test soon but idk if I'll study for it. I NEVER really put work into studying or pay attention in class and I'm holding an 82 average. I got a 39 once, so once I retake that quiz I might be in the 90s. Sorry Mr. Renal, I simply can't bring myself to care about your class 😢

I LOVE my art class tho. It's just doing ART!!!! ART TIME!!!! Art is the best and I would post some of mine but my irls would proabably find me then. Like my name isnt ACTUALLY Jude Shepard. I'm just using it as a penname and also cos that's what they called me in my dream. But other than that everything I tell y'all is real. I'm making buttered toast rn.

3:38 p.m.  sat june 19th

I've decided to include a song recommendation with every entry. Today's recommendation: A Match Into Water by Pierce The Veil

Okay so it turns out we didnt go to pick n pack with Zara. Instead we went to downtown... White Ave. It was sunny n we walked a bit, got lemonades and a bit of candy, went into stores, idk. BUT. The notable part of this is that next to the farmers market there were all the usual activist groups: falun gong, vegan, whatever... but one of them looked like it was a LEFTIST GROUP, possible marxist.

I wanted to talk to them so badly and wanted to see how I could help the cause. See, I'm a communist. AND IM NOT HERE TO DEBATE THAT. I'm here to talk about my days. Anwyays I wanted to talk to them sO BADLY. but my parents wouldn't leave me alone. And like. I hate political discussion with them. They just upset me and they get mad and I CANT AFFORD TO MAKE THEM MAD. I play everything that goes on with me on the Down Low, I dont talk about anything about myself because if I do, I get less freedom in my life. They have control in my life, so I have to appease them. Because of this, I unfortunately did not get to talk to the communists :(

Hopefully they're still there next time... I'm kinda mad >:(

Also Star replied to my good morning text... I told her to have fun shopping since that's what she told me she was gonna do... she just said "thanks" and I was concerned because THATS NOT HOW SHE TYPES? I feel like shes sad over something but i dont know what.

The day me and Jacob did stuff, I was supposed to walk her to her bus stop like I always do. But I didnt (duh) I took Jacob home.

But IT WAS ONE! DAY. And I told her my dad called me over so.... I apologized too and she seemed mad at herself, but in the way that's intended to make you feel bad.

I dont understand her sometimes. I LOVE HER. DON'T GET ME WRONG. I love her so so much shes such a great supportive funny attractive girl! But soemtimes she gets upset and I can never tell why: is it the depression? Is it me? Is it soemthing else entirely? And she'll never tell me.

Whatever, I'll ask her how she is tonight and maybe we can Talk :/

I might never tell her about Jay... :P I might never tell ANYONE about Jay. It's our little secret I guess >:))))))

Man see? I'm no saint. I guess that's what'll make this blog worth reading. I'm a bit conflicted about the whole thing cos I KNOW this is morally not right but. I'm doing it anyways. What can I say? I'm used to lying and hiding things for my benefit. I had to do it to survive and now? Now I do it for funsies.

I'm gonna pack some more stuff, TTYL ♡

UPDATE: we had to go look at houses for the move (since my parents r divorcing) and I didnt get to pack much of anything yet

I'm definently over my cal limit today...

        Cold sweet or carbonated drinks help with my throat pain so I'm downing them like they're NOTHING and since we have no zero  cal cold drinks I'm DEAD... and no, water does NOTHING.

Jeez, its raining out.

And FUCK JAY cos hes still on my mind.

Its 4:11 p.m. now.

Its now 7:56 p.m.

I kinda feel like an edgy main character in an edgy movie rolling up to the park and sitting #alone in the Treez like the emo band music video protagonist I am.

Sometimes its exhausting to talk to people I care about in a serious way or that I talk to in a more sincere manner like Star and Jay and others. Even if they're just friends. If our interactions are serious and not really casual and usually play out like long deep conversation, I feel like to respond to or even read their messages, I need to have like an hour allotted to conversation. Soemtimes I see the messages early and have to pretend I didnt see em cos I dont have internet to respond or time to respond its. Funny. Idk.

Anwyays I'm binging chocolate in a park alone and like. Rotting my fucking teeth OH WELL 🤷🏻‍♂️ whatcha gonna do.

Its 8 now so I should head home. I just biked to the s4ve 0ns to get my dad white choclate but. If I'm going to s4ve 0ns... YOU BET YOUR ASS IM GONNA STE4L SHIT. THAT PLACE IS EASY AS FUCKKK.

Also I'm kinda addicted to sh0pl1fting. The THRILL I get from it is so insane. It's fun! And you get free stuff! I know If i get caught I'm risking a lot. I'm aware. But I dont really care. Every step I take nowadays is risk taking. So why not take more?

I dont care about nonsense therapy. Fuck that.... actually I'll explain why i dont go to therapy for my shit:

1. I cant

2. I don't trust it

Anwyays yeah.

My throat still hurts. Idk, I just like to be in the sun and shit ALONE.

ALONE! It's so funny to me how now I like my time alone but as a kid I'd proabably kill for some positive attention. Well... it's more complex than that, but I wont go into it tonight.

Pls watch me die of diabetes soon from eating all this fucking chocolate.

My parents said to stop drinking monster and I wANT THEM TO TRUST ME so i can go out with my friends... but also I shoulda got monster outta spite. Heart palpitations my ASS.

Tonight I'll be talking to Jay AND Star. At the same time. Which is awkward... Which is MY OWN MESS TO CLEAN UP. I actually accept full responsibility. But also its awkward.

Whatever. I'll sort it out.

My parents arent being as complicated as usual. I guess they're tryna reverse all those years of... emotional neglect i guess? Something.

Something. Which isnt nothing.

But also I think they're guilty over the divorce. Like. Today my dad was like "do u ever feel sad? Blah blah blah... how do u feel rn" and I was like smiling tryna play off his question like it was absurd and I said "uhm idk... *fake laugh* normal?"

THE TRUTH WAS THAT I WAS A BIT CONFUDDLED ABOUT WHAT I WAS GONNA DO REGARDING. LITERALLY CHEATING. ON MY GF. WITH SOME DUDE IN MY ART CLASS. JUST FOR SEX.

But then he was like "this isnt normal." And he looked all sad.  But on my way to the park here, I thought about it a bit more. And actually... it IS normal. The divorce rate is smthn like 60 percent in the states and 40 percent in canada... which is where I live.

Yknow... if my irls find this,,, all I have to say is sorry. Be as mean as you want.

I've already accepted my fate as a degenerate scumbag anyways lol.

Actually... how DO I feel? Hmm... laying in this field.

Urgency.

I have a lot of stuff to do.

Physical pain, but that's not. A FEELING.

I guess anticipation to TALK TO PEOPLE.

Regret from my binge... I better get home.

You know what's so funny to me? I cant purge on my own... but dick makes me vomit. Like the one time I DONT want to throw up, I do. Damn okay.

Well its 8:18 so I'm going home maybe. Soon. For now, I think I'll stay a little longer.

Yknow one thing I didn't expect to be sore was my arms... which I used to prop myself up to... yknow, suck Jay...

I still remember he said: "you're trembling." And I was like FUCK because I thought the trembling was HIM... •_• it's okay though I'll learn to do better.

Idk tho... I feel comfortable with him. Even as nervous as I am and embarrassed to be. Naked. In front of soemone else. And such. He makes me feel comfortable. Look, I did my best, DUH of cOURSE I did my best, I'm the type who will work hard at stuff even if they're getting hurt. I didnt mind honeslty. My goal in that part was just to make him feel good. Equal exchange, yknow? He did the same thing to me.

But like, he can tell when I gag and he tells me not to hurt myself and of course I keep going, I'm not about to SToP. But. I dont kNOW. Him talking to me like that makes me feel a lot safer doing stuff like that you know?

I like when he starts kissing me and touching me like he cant contain himself its almost animalistic and VERY FUCKING HOT

I feel like I talk about him too much but you gotta realize that was my FIRST time

1. Sucking dick

2. having MY junk sucked

3. Having anything put. Inside me. (It was just his finger but stILL)

So yeaH. Of course I'm gonna talk about it. A lot.

He said I was adorable. He said he likes how, when he leans over me, I take in a breath... how he could make me flinch.

THATS HOT ISNT IT.

I feel like I'm getting lost in his charm when I shoULD be tryna fix shit with my girlfriend. She seems sad and I'm worried.

But there isnt much more to say until I DM her tonight...

I really fucked up, didn't I? I totally fucked up and now my brain is all confused. But I have to remember that Jay is only about sex. He would be nice to cuddle, since hes fucking HUGE and I'm kinda on the short side, but he doesnt talk to me out of love. He does it out of lust. And yeah... I really only want sex from him too. But like. Star and I are COMMITTED. We got our feelings wrapped up together. Emotionally and romantically.

So. I should proabably like... stop fucking with Jay. Tell Star what I did. And hope she forgives me. That's the morally correct thing to do.

But like... do I EVER make the morally correct decision? No. Not really. I'm a piece of shit. Whatever. Its highschool anwyays we arent mating for life. IM NOT SAYING WHAT I DID WASNT BAD. IT WAS. VERY BAD.

but I'm gonna keep making bad decisions.

I DO FEEL BAD.... but look. If we're being logical about this and tryna maximize my benefit here,, I should keep Star as my girlfriend and TREAT HER WELL... but with Jay as a fuckbuddy on the side. Hes leaving the school soon anwyays so then we'll hang out less...

That's my plan, anyways.

I KNOW I'm a bad person. I'm aware. But it's just a fact of life.

I'm cheating with my cards here in so many places: stealing, lying, cheating, disobeying my parents, not paying attention in class.. IM KIND OF AN ASSHOLE KID. Idk. It's kinda whatever to me. I'm fucking harry Houdini, okay? I can get out of anyhting. This isnt me being cocky... I have historically gotten out of MANY tight situations, even some that risked my life, and I'm still here. I think I'm a walking lucky charm or SOEMTHING

Welp, we know if gods real I'm going to hell.

I dont really care. Idk. I guess I'm just at that risk taking phase in.my life. That doesnt  justify anything... but it explains it. And it's possible to explain without justifying.

Man,,, I guarantee whoever reads this blog is gonna hate my guts.

Whatever. It's my fucking journal/diary lol.

I can sorta say whatever I'd like.

It's funny because I always thought I was trustworthy and had no commitment issues BUT HEY I GUESS NOT.

I keep telling myself, cut him off, YOU AVE A GIRLFRIEND, FESS UP AND APOLOGIZE... but then I picture his STUPID smirking face and I CANT.

Maybe I am in love double.

Doesnt matter if I am... i still did a bad thing.

DAMN.

Well... I'm headed back home now. 8:41. I'm gonna pack my shit, change, watch youtube,,,, I guess I should check my google classroom and like. do my fucking homework... cos I haven't done it yet.

Then I'll update yall.

11:51 p.m.

Hey guys I'm back with an update.

I talked with both of then... star doesnt seem interested in having an actual conversation,,, shes just talking  about  random bs. Which is fine but I dont rly get what shes saying half the time COS SHES NOT BLUNT ENOUGH. and then the other half shes going on about how much she hates life. Like.

I do love her. We've bonded. I AM concerned about her. But sometimes I feel like she doesn't really try. Like I can talk her down from suicide all I want but everything I say is wrong and cliched and based off my own experience with suicidal thoughts and like... my mentality has always been sorta toxicly masculine. Push through, and push through alone. I CANT ALWAYS HELP! And it makes me feel shitty. Idk. She'll be okay, I know so cos of her story posts and drawings.

I feel bad but I know I can't help much. We talked a little. Idk, we didnt get anywhere. I love her but shes acting in a way that tells me soemthing is wrong but I CANT FIX THAT THING. SO. yeah, theres not much to say. I wish I could take away all her pain but I can't.

I talked to Jay as well... I DONT KNOW WHATS HAPPENING BECAUSE I LIKE HIM SO SO MUCH. SO MUCH. HES LITERALLY PERFECT. sexy, kind and super considerate, he always makes sure I'm comfortable... I dont KNOW,,, hes sweet.

Hes not romantically interested in me. Which is a bit sad. Sometimes I want to tell him "I love you!!!" But then I remember that we are, in his words, friends with benefits. Fuck buddies. Two horny teenage boys who just wanna fuck... and be friends. That's all. That's us. We aren't romantically involved nor will we ever be. I hate how my brain gets so attached to anyone I fuck... especially since I kinda see Jay as an "older brother" figure, which makes no sense until you actually meet him and vibe with him... and like,,, I've always wanted that?

Tommorow I'm gonna ask for him to come over to watch a movie... but idk if I should actually ask because my parents kinda hate me now for fucking up so much. I'll do my homework and clean my room first... which will take up all my time proabably :( it's okay. Maybe some other time :(

I dont want him to lose interest in me though.

.... its 1:56 a.m.

Okay. Okay. I'll say it. I love him.

Goodnight, tumblr.

-Jude

[thewisebyers]

Awkward Acceptance Speech Part 2/2 (Tom Holland x Reader)

A/N: So, I didn’t plan on making a part two to this but so many people wanted one. So, here it is. It’s short.

Prompt: Aftermath of your awkward confession during your acceptance speech. Part One

Requests are Open

Tom Holland x Reader, words: 763, requested?: yes, warning: none

It had been a few days since you had received Tom’s number and your best friend kept telling you to call him. You were nervous, to say the least. Your face had been in the press ever since your stunt at the award ceremony, some good and some bad. Most people couldn’t believe you had made a fool of yourself like that. You still couldn’t believe it yourself. Your twitter feed was full of tweets about your mess up. It didn’t look like it was going to die down anytime soon either. You decided to take a break from social media, it would just make things worse if you replied to anything. 

But you couldn’t help but check Tom’s Twitter and Instagram. He barely ever used his Twitter but you were hoping to see something. Anything. You came up empty handed so you checked his best friend Harrison’s Twitter. About a day ago, he posted a status about Tom nervously pacing around their hotel room for something. Was he waiting for you to text or call? It couldn’t be. Could it? You had made a complete fool out of yourself in front of everyone and dragged him down with you.

You paced around your living room, debating on what to do. According to Tom’s Instagram, he was in Singapore and you were in LA. You took in a deep breath as you paced back and forth. “Well, if I text him and he totally denies me then that’s okay. Right? It’ll all be fine. What’s the worst that could happen?” You could have embarrassed yourself for no reason whatsoever. You grabbed your phone from your coffee table and pulled up Tom’s contact. “Now or never,” you muttered.

It was much easier to send out a text than calling him. Plus, you weren’t sure about the time differences. You didn’t want to wake him up if he was asleep. ‘Hey, it's Y/N. Sorry, it took so long to text.’ You felt the need to explain yourself because it had taken so long to contact him. It was best, to be honest. ‘I was nervous actually haha’. You double text him.

‘I was nervous you forgot about me’ Your phone pings not even a minute later.

‘Never’

‘i was honored when you said those things about me you’re my celebrity crush as well ahaha’

‘Seriously?’

‘Dinner?’

‘Aren’t you like out of town??’

‘When i get back or i could always fly back to see you’

‘I’m flattered but don’t cut your vacation short for me. Enjoy it. I’ll see you when you get back’

‘I can’t wait’

‘Me either’ A knock on your door interrupted your message. You were expecting your best friend for a much needed girls’ day. ‘I gtg now! Ttyl!’

‘good bye love’

Some time had passed since you began dating Tom and things couldn’t be better. You were keeping things on the down-low since you both feared the media blowing things out of proportion or making up stories. The two of you were guest starring on Jimmy Fallon to promote your new movies that were coming out later that year. You were very excited but also very nervous. You were kind of afraid of Tom spilling the beans about your relationship, but you wouldn’t be angry if he did.

You were backstage getting ready for the show while he was on the air. You watched from the provided tv in your dressing room. You were getting a feed from the cameras before anyone watching tv at home could. You carefully applied red lipstick to your lips as you watched.

“We have Y/N L/N backstage tonight and we’ll be interviewing her,” you heard Jimmy say to Tom. You saw Tom nod his head and braced yourself for whatever questions Jimmy had for your boyfriend. ‘Have the two of you spoke since that fateful award ceremony?’

“Yeah, we have.” A smile spreads across Tom’s lips and you know he’s probably going to admit to your relationship. You roll your eyes but smile. He could never keep his mouth shut about anything.

“How’s that going?”

“Amazing, Jimmy. She’s a delight.”

“Are the two of you seeing each other?” By the look on Jimmy’s face, he already knows. If Tom denied it then he would come for you. “Be honest.”

“Uh...well…” Tom blushes and squirms in his seat. Now it was his turn to embarrass himself in front of millions of people. A smile forms on your lips as you turn the tv off before he can finish his answer. You’d just wait and see.