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ye0ncore · 3 years

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love story - lee heeseung <3

in part of a new series on my blog !

note: hello babies! this is the first fic in the series i have planned!! this one is based on love story by taylor swift! i’m sorry i haven’t written in a while! i’ve been super busy, but i’m trying to get back in the groove of things!!

>> based off of: love story by taylor swift

>> pairing: heeseung x female reader

>> rating and genre: g, fluff, angst

>> warnings: kissing scenes, slight angst

>> word count: 1.2k

“shh, they’re gonna hear you,” heeseung whisper yelled, a small smile on his face. he was doing his best not to get caught by your father, but you were being a little too loud. he led you down the stairs, quietly opening the door and rushing the both of you out. once the door was shut, he took your hand and ran as far as he could by your side, so he could finally have some time alone with you.

once you both finally stopped running, he placed his hands on your hips and pulled you close, not wasting any time in placing his lips on yours. you melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around his neck. the kiss was desperate, as if it was the first time in years. lipstick was smeared and hair was messy. when air became an issue, you pulled away, heeseung pulling you even closer if that was even possible.

there was a brief moment of silence, before heeseung gently lifted your head so you were looking at him. “i’m tired of sneaking around. i just want to be with you and not have to constantly be in fear of losing you. let’s just run away. let’s be together.”

you cupped his cheek, stroking his cheek, him leaning into your touch. “you won’t ever lose me, hee. i love you and i don’t care what they think. we will tell them soon, love.”

“you already did,” a new voice boomed. you jumped, and heeseung stepped in front of you protectively. you gripped onto his hand when you realized who it was. it was your father. he must have heard the two of you and followed you. “y/n, get home now. heeseung, you’re coming with.” he looked down at you, a comforting smile on his face. he gently squeezed your hand, and began walking to your home, trailing behind your father.

when the three of you finally arrived, you and heeseung walked inside first, your father walking in after, slamming the door shut. you sat on the staircase, heeseung standing beside you. your father walked up to heeseung, arms folded over his chest. “stay away from my daughter. i don’t know how many times i have to tell you.”

he took a deep breath, and smiled down at you before speaking. “sir, with all due respect, i don’t think i can do that. i love her, and i’m telling you now, that i would take care of her. she’s safe with me.”

“no, she’s safe with me. leave my home, before i throw you out myself.” you looked up at your father, shock and hurt written all over your face. heeseung placed a kiss to your knuckles and started to walk to the door.

“heeseung,” you called. he stopped in his tracks, and looked back at you. “please don’t go.” his heart stopped when he heard those words. all he wanted to do was scoop you up in his arms and run away with you. but, he couldn’t. all he could do, was say a small ‘i’m sorry.’ and with that, he walked out the door, leaving you alone with your father.

“y/n i-”

“no, don’t talk to me. i don’t want to hear it.” you cut him off, anger laced in your tone. you stormed upstairs, and looked out your window. you saw heeseung walking down the street, towards his own home. not even five minutes later, your father walked into your room. you completely ignored him.

“y/n, you don’t understand. i’m doing this to protect you. his family aren’t the nicest of people, and i don’t want you getting hurt. you cant love him.” you had enough. you stood up and stomped over to him.

“don’t you dare try to tell me how to feel. i don’t care who his family is, or might be. i love HIM. he’s my everything and clearly you don’t understand that. just leave. i don’t want to see you.”

you didn’t see heeseung again for the next few days. it’s like he had disappeared. a part of you thought he was upset with you. another part believed that maybe he didn’t want to be with you anymore. you contacted him, and told you to meet him at your normal meeting spot.

when i met you on the outskirts of town, and i said

“romeo save me, i’ve been feeling so alone.”

“i keep waiting for you but you never come.”

“is this in my head i don’t know what to think.”

when he had walked up to you that night, you immediately noticed the happiness on his face. you didn’t think much of it, he always looked like that whenever you saw him. he immediately wrapped you in a hug, rubbing comforting circles on the small of your back. “what did you want to talk about, princess?”

you took a deep breath, trying to calm yourself down. “you haven’t been around in a while... i keep waiting for you to show up or come see me like you used to but you just didn’t. are you upset with me? are we okay-” he cut you off, placing a finger on your lips.

“don’t even finish that sentence. of course we’re okay, love. and i’m sorry i haven’t been around, i’ve been a little busy. i’ve been preparing something for you.”

marry me juliet, you’ll never have to be alone

i love you, and that’s all i really know

“y/n... i went and i spoke to your father. we had a long conversation and he finally realized just how much i love you. it took a long time, but i finally got his blessing.” you froze in your spot.

“blessing? blessing for what-”

before you could even finish speaking, heeseung sank down onto one knee and pulled out a small velvet box. he opened it, revealing the most beautiful ring you had ever layed eyes on.

“this is what i got his blessing for. i’m gonna be honest, i had a whole speech planned, but now that i’m here, all i can really say is that i love you. more than absolutely anything. you’re m my entire world and i would love nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with you. so, marry me?”

all you could muster up was a nod, and that was all the answer he needed. he stood up and pulled you into a passionate kiss, sparks flying all around you. you were interrupted by clapping, both of you jumping in surprise. you met eyes with your father, a small, proud smile on his face.

“congratulations, you two... i’m sorry for all the trouble i caused for you. i realize now that you two truly love each other, and again, i am truly sorry for trying to get in between you.” you smiled and ran up to your father, hugging him tightly. he hugged you back, placing a kiss to the top of your head. heeseung walked over as well, taking your hand in his.

“heeseung, i am so sorry. it’s clear you love my daughter, and i’m happy she has you. just take care of her for me.” heeseung took his free hand, and shook your fathers hand, a wide smile on his face as well.

“i will sir, i promise. she’ll always be safe with me.”

cause we were both young, when i first saw you...

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whyihatetonystark · 2 years

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oooooo please go off abt 5 or 17!!

*manic laughter* hahaha why not both??

5. God I feel like this will call down a reasonably sized shitstorm on my head because I am leaving the marvel and entering supernatural territory, and I don't feel like tagging this:

Destiel. The fandom ruined destiel for me. When I got into supernatural years and years ago, destiel was of course the most prominent ship out there (even disregarding the incest ships ew ew ew) so I kinda went with the flow until I reached, like, season 6 and realised that there was no chemistry whatsoever between the characters. It was the opposite for me, in fact, like magnets pushing each other away. And that would have been it, but you couldnt involve yourself in supernatural without having to deal with destiel back then (still the case) and eventually I realised that their insistence that dean and cas belonged together and that the subtext said they loved each other and that dean was bi was just not there. The showrunners had never had any intention to make this pairing even close to canon and never put any hints in their that their friendship could be more. They weren’t even close friends until the later seasons.

And while a medium can always be interpeted in many different ways, fandom went directly against the show's intention. You can never fully discard the author when interpreting a book or a poem but that's what they did. They took these tiniest of scenes, like eye contact, and insisted that it was definite proof that their love exists, even when Cas was just introduced and was still completely apathetic towards dean.

Every destiel reading of the show felt forced. And fandom forced the mindset that no other interpretation was correct. Their insistence became so strong that even the actors and showrunners had to deal with it at cons and on social media, which resulted in that absolute mess of an ending. And everyone who disagreed with their interpretation was a bigot (even the showrunners and actors who said that that hadn’t been their intention, which is the truth and their right to say). I feel like I have to put some disclaimer here that I am not a homophobe, because my distaste for destiel came from their lack of chemistry and the people forcing love, intimacy and sexual images onto these characters that made me feel so fucking uncomfortable, not from their sexuality.

Also, just because the showrunners do not intend to put in any gay subtext doesn't mean it cant or should not be interpreted that way. Hemlock Grove comes to mind, if anyone has seen it (I only watched like half the first season before I got bored) but it was undeniable that the two mcs had an intense kind of chemistry. There were lots of lingering looks, careful maneuvering around each other, even shirtless scenes. Both were supernatural creatures meant to be enemies, so you had the "i am different than the rest and i have to hide it" a.k.a. being in the closet AND the "romeo and juliet" aspect. The showrunners later introduced female love interests for both of them, but it was clear they only did that to turn fandom away from shipping the two mains.

(Good omens is another example where shipping the mains makes sense, even though I never felt the chemistry)

But supernatural was not like that. There was no chemistry and no subtext, deliberately or not, that you could read as attraction. I am not here to tell anyone how to feel about the ship, because that's your business, but my point stands that fandom ruined the ship for me through their almost fanatical pushing of an interpetation I could not wrap my head around the least bit. If you want to ship it, do it, but dont go harassing either the show's crew or other fans over it.

As for a marvel ship, post-CW fandom ruined Stony. Based on the comics, even if it’s only based on the first movie, it had the potential to be good. But then came Civil War and I read some of these stories that basically debased and tortured Steve to make him atone for what he had done to Tony (like...) so that he would then be worthy to have him back and spent the rest of his life worshipping the ground he walked on. And I realised that most Stony fics, even the ones that I used to like, were propping up Tony, while debasing Steve, to get them on the same level. There are notable exceptions, but most fics made Steve either immature/childlike, innocent, naive, or downright stupid to make Tony and his complex character more competent, while Steve remained one-dimensional.

And that really opened my eyes to everything that went on behind these fics and I realised that authors had intentions. And sometimes these intentions were cruel.

17.

Oh god there are so fucking many things I want to change about the movies, it’s unreal. We have talked extensively about everything that went wrong with Spiderman, Civil War, and Tony Stark. Is there anything we haven’t talked about yet?

I think I would snap Steve instead of Bucky. Actually, I would switch around all the snappings, so that most of the original Avengers were dead and finally, the side characters who never had the room to properly develop would have their time to shine. The MCU isn’t supposed to have a main character, right? So why keep pushing Tony and Steve?

Here’s the ones I’d snap: Steve, Tony, Wanda, T’Challa, Thor

The new team would then be: Natasha, Clint, Bruce, Rocket, Groot, Shuri, Carol, Bucky, Sam, Rhodey, Nebula, AND Sharon

(Now you might ask, how come the og team’s heavy hitters are all snapped? Answer: how come none of the og Avengers were snapped in the first place? Very transparent, Marvel)

Under Natasha‘s lead, the heroes would still try to do whatever they could, giving Bucky and Sam the chance to learn teamwork after Sam takes on the shield in Steve’s absence (when Steve comes back, he will decide to retire at least for a while, later, he will come back as Nomad) and because Sam continuously proves himself in these trying times, he earns the respect and instead of taking the shield away, he will be fucking honoured like he should be.

When Scott comes back, he, Bruce and Shuri work out a way to replicate Hank’s technology and instead of doing it in one night, they will take a while to solve it (because come on!). Also, no Professor Hulk and no humiliating Bruce in every scene he has lines in.

Natasha finally develops past the token female of the group role. No more quips about the difference between men and women. Not sure whether Clint’s family still dies, but I simply want to see him in action and displaying all his extraordinary abilities to their full extent, instead of having him take up five minutes of mostly silent screen time. Also, the endgame hairstyle will have to go, no arguments! I’m also not yet sure who the person jumping off the cliff should be, but it should still be between Clint and Nat, I think. If we took the whole movie showing their deep bond, the impact of one of their deaths would be that much more powerful and not tainted by some weird “I should die because I failed” or “I should die because I have to repent” bullshit. Instead, we will have “I’m doing this so I don’t have to watch you die” bullshit. Which is much better.

As hilarious as Ant-Man giving Tony a heart attack was, I’ll replace that by Ant-Man simply shrinking the case during transport. Like, how did they not think of that? I don’t remember if there was a reason and I’m not gonna re-watch that mess, no thank you. Bucky and Sam get the scepter from Steve by having Bucky dramatically rip his mask off in front of him and asking Steve to come find him. Sam takes the case while Steve is having his meltdown.

As for the reality stone, they have to hire the Valkyrie to help them sneak into Asgard and and absolute chaos ensues when she, and older Peter and Rocket try to inconspicuously kidnap Jane. Eventually, Peter’s earnestness makes her consent to having the thing taken from her, though.

In the meantime, Bruce gets the time stone while Sharon and Carol simply walk into the army base like they belong (if that’s even still necessary I don’t remember. let’s just say it is). They discover Peggy’s cooperation with Hydra and tell the rest of the team about it when they come back, eventually also Steve. As already mentioned, Steve (still wearing the beard, hands down his best look) retires after the big battle to finally build a life for himself after having his fantasies of a life in the past with Peggy torn to pieces. He can finally completely move on. With Sharon? I’ll leave that open.

Anything I missed? Any follow up questions or ideas?

#wow I DID go off #endgame rewrite #anti destiel #I guess #I said I wanted to do something more out of the box but my clint headcanon simply spiralled into an endgame rewrite #as every headcanon should #ask game #anon asks #god this is too long isn’t it #no ones gonna read this

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cattles-bians · 3 years

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Damie Vibecca exes AU part 4

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[em note: this one is LONG i had to split it!!!]

obsetress: deflecting to viola protecting becs

obsetress: once they are dating

obsetress: and thinkin thoughts

em: viola asks rebecca if she wants to put a hit out on peter and rebestiecca is like????

em: that’s hot but

em: u can do that? also maybe don’t. but mostly that’s hot

obsetress: i was literally gonna say peter is still her ex and he's a persistent fucker even though it's been a year at least and viola's response is... not far off from canon!

obsetress: becca just stares at her for a minute and then she's cupping viola's cheek and murmuring "come here" and pulling her down

obsetress: they're like kissing or whatever and rebecca's murmuring "that was hot, you know" between kisses and viola's like "oh?" and becca's like "don't be cheeky, you know it was" and vi just grins against her mouth

em: I’m Really Invested In This Crack Ship

obsetress: ok but rebecca tells jamie and dani about vi offering to put a hit on peter and they're both understandably and reasonably aghast and rebecca's just like (takes a sip of wine, ducks head, smiles to self) i think it's sweet

obsetress: dani and jamie look at each other out of the corners of their eyes

obsetress: (later, dani agrees how absolutely out of line it is but also admits that it sure does feel nice to be so taken care of sometimes)

obsetress: (jamie throws a pillow at her)

obsetress: also thinking about secret soft vibecca are sometimes and how horrified dani and jamie are the first time they see it with their own eyes

em: jamie and dani excessive PDA queens get a taste of their own medicine

em: it’s so funny that i’m like. always on the verge of viola horny posting but as soon as it’s vibecca i’m like look at these babies. these beautiful babies

obsetress: viola and rebecca kissing one (1) time at brunch and jamie, arm slung around dani’s shoulders, is like “oi, no one wants to see that” and dani, leaning into jamie, one hand in her lap, crinkles her nose and rebecca’s like “y— you’re kidding, right?”

obsetress: also like. we talk a lot about what vi does for rebecca but also like

obsetress: vi massive abandonment issues and rebecca just

obsetress: she just stays

em: ur gonna Kill me here lies em

obsetress: i know i didn’t mean to and then i just

obsetress: i can’t think too hard abt them or i will Melt Down but just like

em: look if rebecca can see the best in someone as awful as peter

em: viola isnt nearly as terrible

obsetress: esp vi post dani like

obsetress: she’s obnoxious and haughty and neoliberal but

obsetress: radical love goes a long way!

obsetress: rebecca grounding her thru touch and rebecca slipping her hands around vi’s and easing them loose when vi’s hands start to clench and rebecca just pressing a kiss to viola’s temple and murmuring “i’m here, yeah? with you. not going anywhere”

em: like i just think after eddie dani wouldnt like, just go w the flw any more. like i think abt her challenging viola occasionally

em: lovingly! gently

but like, holding her accountable

em: also violas absolutely little spoon

em: like i know blah blah viola top rebecca top leaning switch but viola little spoon

obsetress: “actually viola” (vi always knows she’s in trouble when dani calls her viola) “that was really hurtful” “i’m sorry you feel that way, dani, but—“ “i don’t need you to be sorry for how i feel. i need you to show me you’re sorry for what you did”

em: dani calls vi the Full Name and viola knows shes in trouble bc thats at least 4 extra vowels w danis midwest accent

em: it is always v surprising how much like, working w kids equips you to work w adults. b/c at least w kids you dont have layers and layers of social nuance to work through. u can just say 'hey. that was hurtful and your apology sucks'

obsetress: meanwhile dani’s over here trying to explain to vi intent vs impact and how no, it’s not semantics or nuance, it’s actually kind of a chasm

em: i kind of love like um. look viola is terrible but she wasnt born terrible

obsetress: she just has a lot to unlearn

em: and id belive that even if i wasnt a ghostfucker thats just rogers theory of self actualisation babyeee

obsetress: dani viola big fight n dani's like

obsetress: "i'm sorry and i love you but it's not my job to fix you, vi" and she just breaks down and she's like "it's not"

obsetress: jesus why did my brain take THAT turn

em: wrow

em: its ok i was gonna be like 'so they obvs break up at some point....'

obsetress: anyway viola just stares at her for a second and then she's like "you put the 'i'm sorry' before the 'i love you'"

obsetress: and dani just stares at her for a long time and she's like "yeah. i guess i did"

em: HANNAH

em: BESTIE

obsetress: i KNOW what the FUCK

obsetress: anyway dani's like "i guess i did" and vi's like "is that it then?" and dani just looks at her with her puffy eyes and is like "i think so"

obsetress: dani clayton queen of saying "i love you" over and over in the midst of breaking up w someone

em: well! she has a lot of love to give but, she also has to love herself sometimes!

em: i was thinking abt scenarios n i just remembered that. whole video rental shop thing so i think that slots in nicely

[em edit: u can read here]

obsetress: god i love that lil scene

em: dani sends viola a tentative little meme peace offering and they get back to talking and its nice but maybe a bit awkward and viola mentions like, going to therapy and seeing someone for help n its

obsetress: vi's stewing on "i can't fix you" for weeks and then she's begrudgingly. BEGRUDGINGLY calling a therapist

em: like its still awkward and dani is still nursing some wounds but she can ALSO be happy for someone she used to care about

em: still cares about!

obsetress: she's always gonna love her in some way or another

obsetress: but yeah also like. smth to viola being too stubborn to do anything she doesn't wanna do except suddenly when dani clayton gets involved and that feels p canon in its own way too

em: 'i cant fix u' weird bc every time i see viola im like 'i can fix her'

obsetress: it's like ur in my head bestie

em: how do u think viola and rebestiecca met

em: not that u think abt it or anything

obsetress: MAN i was just thnking

obsetress: in this universe how did dani and jamie meet but i guess it can still just be bly tbh

obsetress: as for vi and bestiecca hmmm

em: am so caught up in the joy of fucked up interpersnal dynamics i forgot a meet cute

obsetress: honestly part of me wants to be like

obsetress: on some dating app but a dating app for posh people yk

obsetress: but then i'm like

obsetress: that takes all the meet cute fun out of it

obsetress: oh GOD

obsetress: i got it

obsetress: ready

obsetress: so like viola landlord we know this

obsetress: and then i was watching whatever ep three the other day and bex mentions wanting to do public law right

em: oooooh

obsetress: bex public housing attorney

em: OOH

obsetress: they meet at some conference

obsetress: hit it off prob fuck lbr

obsetress: and then

obsetress: comedy of errors

obsetress: whoever stays the night, they sleep together again in the morning, breakfast in bed, bex is like "so what do you do, anyway"

em: hjgbjshmdnfbmngbmhnbgs,hndg m,shndgds

em: YES

obsetress: and then they just

em: WHEEZES

obsetress: also i like to think rebecca invites vi back to her hotel room and vi is so charmed by her taking charge ("""taking charge""") that she lets her

obsetress: and then like

obsetress: god for a while what if they just like

obsetress: they're so mortified and morally and fundamentally at odds but like

obsetress: the sex is so good???????

obsetress: that they keep just meeting up and then

em: romeo and juliet situation

obsetress: yk how it goes

obsetress: the sex is good and they see each other as like

em: thats so fucking good thank u hannah

obsetress: super rare intellectual equals whatever

obsetress: thank u i am exceedingly proud rn

obsetress: honestly at this point i'm

obsetress: rebecca and vi uhaul change my mind

obsetress: like not too quick because isabel but, quick enough to be considered

em: so the joke is like. obviously 'extremely pda damie' but when rebecca and vi are alone they Also cannot get their hands off each other

obsetress: they both just. worry about appearances too much meanwhile

obsetress: tweedle dee and tweedle dum in the overalls and mom jeans dgaf

em: accidentally seeing ur friends compromised is just part of the package of being friends w damie. however jamie accidentally catches vibecca in the act and shes Horrified

em: hypocrits

em: danis like yeah what do u. think theyre doing

em: dani is nonchallant bc shes dated viola of all people

obsetress: i mean could you imagine

obsetress: between vi and dani's just

obsetress: insatiable libido

em: HADNT IMAGINED UNTIL NOW BUT YEAH

obsetress: dani, very seriously: jamie, when two women love each other––

em: dani likes dating jamie bc it means she can top occasionally :) maybe even more than occasionally

em: jamies like ooh my god i knw i know how are u so casual about... rebecca... and ... viola... (dani just pulls her in fr a smooch)

obsetress: they have each other's clothes half off and dani's like "i'm so casual because i dated her too, babe" and jamie's like "can we not have this conversation right n"

obsetress: also i still have this on my clipboard from earlier we bopped around so fast but

obsetress: vi and bex hooking up early on:

obsetress: rebecca knocks on vi's door at, like, 6:00 pm after work, vi opens it, rebecca just grabs her and kisses her, vi pulls her in, becca kicks it closed behind her, vi shoves her against the door and they're kissing against it, then vi's ducking her head to kiss along rebecca's neck and rebecca's like "how many people did you evict today" as she angles her head and then viola's finding her lips again and tugging at her lower lip with her teeth "probably not as many landlords as you shortchanged today" and rebecca's laughing and pushing her backwards down the hall as viola tugs at her blouse

em: GOD. viola is probably like

em: ok, disclaimer: fuck all landlords

em: but at least in this fantasy world perhaps viola is 'fairly' 'reasonable' n shes absolutely playing it up for the hate sex angle n rebecca Maybe Assumes shes lying but

em: stupid morons in love

obsetress: yeah

obsetress: i think i've mentioned this before but like

obsetress: now that it's more fleshed out

obsetress: then they're at drinks one night (and when did it go from just sex to drinks? neither of them could tell you) and viola's kinda quiet n moody (n rebecca already knows she Gets Like This sometimes and that she'll usually say whatever she's thinking eventually) and finally she's like

obsetress: "i have... a daughter" and rebecca's just like "tell me about her" like it's the easiest thing in the world

obsetress: and viola's head snaps over and she stares because she was.... not expecting that

obsetress: and so viola does

obsetress: and rebecca's just like "i'd love to meet her one day"

em: soft.....

obsetress: they always turn back to soft

obsetress: like they have a fuckin mind of their own

em: rapidly oscillate between horny and soft

obsetress: that's the mood

em: violas probably like. yknow, rebecca's young and up and cming n she probably assumes rebesticca isnt interested as something as full on as a kid but shes like 'do you have any photos'

obsetress: fuck!!!!!!!!!

em: rebeccas like do u think i didnt. see the photos at ur apartment lmao

em: theres a childs drawing on the fridge

obsetress: rebecca has known almost from the jump but was

obsetress: giving viola her time

obsetress: also smth smth giving her time instead of time wearing her away etc etc we're all in hell

em: cracks knuckles

em: bestie....

obsetress: pls

obsetress: it's what i deserve

obsetress: first tho

obsetress: consider

obsetress: the way viola's face lights up when she's talking about isabel and showing rebecca all the pictures

obsetress: hold pls

em: soft......

obsetress: this one chief

obsetress: right here

#the dani jamie viola rebecca exes au #i have some old ones i wanna get through so bad just for the joy of #jamie: actually viola i DONT think cocaine is vega #vegan i meant vegan #but tumblr user obsetress mentioned the break up so! so. a recent convo

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blueeyedheizer · 4 years

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Bad Blood - Matt x reader

REQUEST: Hiya. For a Matt request I was thinking of a Romeo Juliet situation where you guys are in love but have to sneak around because there is bad blood between your families

WARNING: I chose dean's last name for matt. bad writing. this is just really bad.

A/N: This is pure trash and it's really short, I'm so sorry. :( Writers block is absolutely kicking my ass, I cant seem to write anything good. The last time this happened I stopped writing for a year and half....yikes. I could literally cry rn. Also this whole quarantine situation isn't helping. Anyway, your request deserved better i'm sorry

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''What were you thinking, Y/N ?!'' your mother shouted at you, making you roll your eyes. She started pacing around and scoffed loudly before turning to face you. ''him, out of all people ?!''

''You don't even know him, mom.'' you answered calmly, closing your eyes to stop the tears from settling in your eyes.

Despite your families' hatred for each other, you and Matt had always been close. From lying to your parents about going to the cinema with a friend to sneaking out late at night, you always found a way to make your friendship work without your families knowing about it. But when things became more serious between the two of you, it all became a lot more complicated. You often felt the need to protest when your dad said harsh things about him or his family, but you always ended up deciding against it, until today. You wanted your parents to give him a chance, to see that he wasn't half as bad as they made it look like, but you quickly realized that was certainly not something they were ready to hear.

''I don't know him'' she mocked your words, scoffing again. ''I don't want you to get involved with anyone from his family. You're going to break up with him, and we're going to forget about this. Do you hear me, Y/N?'' she pointed a finger at you threateningly as she took a step forward, and you shook your head feeling the tears well in your eyes.

''No. I'm not going to let this dumb family feud, that shouldn't even involve me an Matt get in the way of our relationship.'' you defended yourself, voice shaking but still filled with anger. ''I love him, mom. He's caring, he treats me well, he doesn't cheat. This is all you've ever wanted for me, why can't you be happy?!''

''Because I wasn't expecting my daughter to date a fucking Chapman!'' she suddenly yelled, making you flinch. ''Out of all boys, out of all families, you really had to get involved with them, huh? And how are you going to explain this to your father?!''

''You know what? Just forget it. This is bullshit, I don't even know why I expected you to understand.'' you finally spat before running past her, ignoring her calls and making your way towards your room as tears started falling down your cheeks.

You locked your door shut before collapsing on your bed, letting yourself cry. A hiccup escaped your throat and you rolled onto your side, burying your face in your pillow. You weren't sobbing, but the tears were rolling down your cheeks freely. 'Everytime something good happens to me, this damn family has to ruin it', you thought, curling yourself up into a ball.

After you finally calmed down, you got up and grabbed the phone, dialing Matt's number. You bit your lips when the phone rang and inhaled a deep, shaky breath when he finally picked up.

''Y/N?''

''Hey, are you...um, can you come over ?'' you asked. ''I, uh- I told my mom about us.'' you blurted out quickly, wiping a tear off your cheek.

''What ?''

''I know, I- I thought she would understand and it would'nt be such a big deal since she-''

''Hey, hey, love, shh calm down. It's okay, don't cry. Leave your window open, I'll be right over.''

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Matt's hands are playing with your hair and loosely running along your arm as his back rests against the headboard of your bed. Your eyes are closed as you lean onto his chest, trying to forget about everything that happened earlier, the warmth of his body and the gentle thump of his heart agaist your back being enough to calm you down.

''We’ll figure it out.'' Matt broke the silence and you nodded, finally opening your eyes as he pressed a kiss on the top of your head. ''Who knows, maybe they'll all come together once we get married.'' he smiled and you let out a half-hearted chuckle, leaning your head back to look up at him.

''This is all so unfair.'' you sighed as a tear slipped out of the corner of your eye. Matt wiped it away with his thumb and let his eyes roam over your face, taking in every detail in the dim light. ''I don't want them to force us apart.'' you continued as your tears started flooding down your cheeks again. Matt reached to hold your hand and intertwined your fingers together before leaning in, pulling you into a soft kiss while his thumb stroked your cheek soothingly.

''This is not going to happen, Y/N. I promise.'' he murmured against your ear and pat his lap, inviting you to straddle him. You climbed on top of him and he brushed a strand of hair out of your face before sliding his hand to the back of your head, pulling you in for a kiss. When you didn't kiss back, he pulled away and gently cupped your chin between his thumb and index finger, lifting your head up. ''Hey...look at me.'' his voice was gentle and caring as his eyes searched for yours. Your tears had stopped falling, but your eyes were still red and puffy. ''I love you, Y/N. No one's going to force us apart.'' he continued, and you nodded with a small smile. ''You're not getting rid of me so easily.'' he smirked as he kissed your jawline softly, his hands finding their way to your waist. You chuckled at his words and bit your bottom lip as he started kissing down your neck slowly. You tilted your head back, your eyes falling shut as a soft sigh of pleasure left your lips.

He detached his lips from your neck after a moment, only for you to capture them with your own again. You wrapped your arms around his neck and buried your hands in his hair as he pulled you closer, tilting his head to deepen the kiss. Your lips moved slowly against his, and a soft giggle escaped from your lips as he pushed you back on the bed, climbing on top of you.

"Matt..." you muttered against his lips, pressing a hand on his chest to push him away slightly. Your lips curled up into a smile and you rolled your eyes playfully when his lips met your neck once again. "Matt, seriously... my mom's downstairs."

He muttered an incoherent complain and you sighed when his lips found your sensitive spot.

''Alright, I don't think I'll be able to be quiet if you keep going.'' you smirked as a small laugh escaped his lips, and he finally detached his lips from your neck to look at you.

''I love you so fucking much, do you know that?'' he exclaimed, cupping your face and pulling you in for another kiss, this one longer and more heated than the previous one, breaking the kiss only enough to take his shirt off.

#blueeyeddean #matt

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myownprivatekeanu · 5 years

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there’s nobody better than you | john wick/reader

prompt: Anonymous asked: Just imagine reader and John Wick having the same childhood and falling in love with one another, but they cant do anything about it because they're the prized ballerina and ballerino of the Ruska Roma.

word count: 1.2k

warnings: some mentions of blood and wounds.

hey yall! this prompt was sent to me a while ago and it really stuck with me, apologies for my lack of knowledge in ballet but i hope yall like this !! i really liked this idea so maybe if this is well liked i might expand on it? for now it’ll be a one shot ^^ please enjoy !!

recommended songs for reading: Goodbye My Danish Sweetheart - Mitski, Wasteland, Baby! - Hozier, I Want You - Mitski

"There's nobody better than you, It took me a while till I knew. But you knew from the start it was us, didn't you? It just took me a while till I knew."

There should be nothing beautiful about the way muscles stretch, bent 'til the point just before breaking. Stretches, strikes, movements performed with the most utmost of precision. Through the pale pink of ballet shoes, your blood blooms through and pools around bruised toes. You would rather break than bend, show any weakness, and so you continue your dance. Pain is only a hindrance, and you have already learned to grit through it. When watched from an audience, the only effort they will see is the faux effortlessness of every move, the sway of your arms, moving along with the music.

Electricity connects him to you on stage. Every time strong hands grab your waist, lift you up, the current is shared from one to another through the contact. Today is another day of scrutinized practice for an upcoming show. A ways off from the seats, an older woman’s voice- a matriarch’s voice- echoes through the theatre.

“Changement cinq! One, two, three, four, five!"

Her voice startles you. You push off too harshly, too much speed into the spin, but warm hands and a sturdy grip hold you in place and your dance continues without a missed beat. He is always tender; warm calloused hands hold you soft but firmly, treats you oh so sweet, shoots looks your way that make your heart flip. For the fourth time now, you and John are the main roles for another ballet for the Ruska Roma. This new show truly feels like an omen, the tale of Romeo and Juliet. A classic that ends in tragedy.

Another hour of painful practice passes before you slightly slip on your own blood that continues to seep through your ballet slippers. John doesn’t flinch at the sight, but the look he gives you is almost one of pity. The Director slams down her pen and announces you are done for the day.

And so you sit alone amidst the bustling backstage, mottled and taut before the vanity lights. Ballet slippers shucked off, you instead get to wrapping your feet, mopped up blood instead revealing deep bruises. Decompressing takes a moment - you stretch out, pull at your sore muscles until you feel eyes on your back. The noise, however, is unavoidable. Stagehands continue to prepare for this week’s new show, background dancers stretch and preen to practice their roles. Through the hustle and bustle, you feel eyes on your back, and peek over your shoulder. At the doorway is John, looking equally tired but mischief in his eyes. His silent hand beckons you to follow, and you do, though wincing from the pain in your feet.

You easily match his stride, slipping your hand into his, a secret between the two of you. A relationship built on years of knowing each other. Perhaps it was fate, but for now, it was meant to be kept secret. He leads you along through the old building, structures older than the two of you. Old buildings meant old rooms, something you found during days as a child exploring. And you shared almost everything with John - including an old costume closet nobody used anymore due to a rickety door handle.

Inside is damp and dusty, but neither of you care. Without a working light bulb, the only light that filters through is from the tiny dirt-crusted window above your heads, and light that spills through from under the door. He wrenches the door closed, winces at the noise, and turns to look at you with a small smile. John’s face is shaved smooth now, that unavoidable dark scruff growing in fresh every morning, but he makes little effort to trim his hair shorter. You pull him in close with a giggle, and he hugs you with a head laid on your shoulder. His hands around your waist, you take a second and run a hand through his dark hair, relishing the feeling. Moments of quiet tenderness like this were few and far between. You rarely got to see him off stage as of late. He rarely got to be vulnerable. Portraying lovers on stage was a much different feat than being able to be close to one another. After all, you were both the main ballerina and ballerino. The prized possessions of the Director, her money makers, living proof of her hard work. The thought of her finding out made you shudder, and you push it from your mind.

“Are you alright?” He mumbles from your shoulder, and your hand moves down to cup his jaw instead to make him look at you.

“I am fine. If anything, I should be worried more about you.” You respond quietly, continuing to pet his hair. Genuine concern paints your features now. “You’ve been scarce lately. What is she making you do?”

The question makes him tense up - instead of answering, he mouths at your neck, a trail of ticklish love bites and kisses that move up to your jaw, and eventually a genuine kiss. A desperate kiss though, his grip on your waist tightened and you’re silenced for the moment. But when he pulls back, you can see it from the look in his eyes. A yearning, wanting to prevent the inevitable and enjoy this solace for even seconds more.

“She thinks I’m ready. I will be of service.”

No- no! He’s going to get hurt. They’ll kill him.

“What?! You can’t- you shouldn’t- you’re supposed to stay with me, aren’t you?” You try to pull away, but he holds onto you even tighter, pulls you into his embrace. Now, he comforts you instead. Prolonging the inevitable. “She can’t make you do that, she can’t. You’re supposed to keep dancing with me. We have to get out of here together.”

“I’m coming back for you, my dear. You have my word.”

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You’re coming back, and it’s the end of the world.

Only an hour ago, your phone chirped from a new message. An open contract on John Wick. Excommunicado. And then, a knock at your door.

Sat at your arm chair, you slip out your gun from between the cushions and tuck it in the back of your waistband. You hoped and prayed it wasn’t who you thought it was. Probably someone ready to fulfill the new contract. You were in the business, after all. That gut feeling, however, would not fade. Your moment of hesitation was met with another harsh knock.

Unlocking the door, it swung open to reveal a familiar old face. A tall man, with a scruffy beard, long dark hair, as bloody as if he walked through hell itself. John holds his side, blood seeping through the gaps of his fingers, more coloring his face and clothes.

You said nothing, only ushered him through the door and into a chair. This was against the rules, you would be killed if anyone saw even a moment, but you still grabbed rags and water and got to work.

“Didn’t expect to see you again like this,” You said, wiping some gauze at his bloodied cheek. The feelings were....confusing. Loathing. Longing. You left without another word. But, I missed you so much.

His hand, shaky, tired- God, what did they do to you?- reaches up to hold your cheek. And he smiles, tired, weary. You can’t help but smile back.

“I told you, I’d come back to you.”

#john wick x reader #john wick x you #john wick/reader #keanu reeves x reader #reader insert #i hope yall like this!! i wanted to keep it short and sweet #but the idea idk i like it a lot i think i wanna write more about this #venus.txt #my writing

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mrs-i-have-too-many-biases · 5 years

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A love like silk// Han Jisung pt3

Bad boy!Jisung

Genre: Angst/ Fluff

Summary: Silk, one of the softest fabrics on the planet. It’s breathable and comfortable. Just like how he was to you. He gave you space to breath. He always made sure you were okay. Yet why, do people say he’s bad to you? He gave you a love that’s soft and tender. A love that involves soft touches, tight hugs for comfort and sweet talk, smooth like silk.

Word count: 5,2k

Warnings: Terms of bullying, signs of depressed themes (if you look well).

“Is there something I can help you with?” Y/n asked confused as Jiyeon kept moving closer to her. She was about to say something until Yasmin interrupted, dragging Y/n away from her.

“What was that?” Yasmin asked her friend as they walked back outside. “I don’t know, she suddenly started to talk to me.” “Ever since you got into this school, you’ve been getting into trouble. Like first Jisung and his little friends and now the meanest and most popular girls are after you.” Yasmin groans. “Wait, what?” Y/n said. “Jiyeon is the most popular girl in our school, well at least she was.” “What happened?” “You came to our school.” Yasmin stated. “I don’t get it.” Y/n said in confusion.

The girls stopped walking and Yasmin explained to her, that ever since she got into this school, the boys were drooling over her instead over Jiyeon like they used to do. Yasmin also told her friend that Jiyeon has been trying for years to get close with Jisung and his friends since she clearly has a crush on Jisung.

“I still don’t get it. Boys like me?” “Y/n, seriously. Can’t you see how they look at you? Only Chan and his friends are not like that though, but every other guy in our school is basically fantasising about this exotic girl from Singapore, who speaks different languages.” “So, basically they like me, because I’m a foreigner.” Y/n laughs. “Yeah, pretty much. But, also since you’re so different from other girls. Like, you don’t always wear makeup and they seem to love that. You are comfortable with literally anybody, I guess boys are into that.” Yasmin laughs as well. “Speaking about boys, shall we return to Jisung and the others.” “I guess so.”

The girls were walking back, not noticing that Jiyeon was glaring at them from behind their backs. Her blood was boiling and she stormed off before anybody could catch her like this.

Jisung had been waiting impatiently for Y/n (and Yasmin) to return, he wanted to be around her as much as possible, but he didn’t know what he could do. After lunch break was over and most of his friends had gone back to the places they had to be at, he went to his class. Something he usually didn’t do, but Y/n got this vibe around her that made him wanted to do good things. He also almost told his friends about how he babysits Hyunsun every weekend, and that that’s why he can’t always hang out.

But, he quickly shook that off as soon as they left. Even though Jisung was in class, he wasn’t paying attention. And that was like him. His mind was once again settled on Y/n. He groaned loudly in frustration, confused by his feelings. Also catching the teacher’s attention.

“Just a sore throat sir.” He would reply. ‘In what way could I get her to like me- wait hold up.’ He said to himself. He stared outside in shock, seeing that she was having PE class at the moment. His mind was blurry, making it hard to think straight. ‘Do I really like her?’ He asks himself. He looked outside once again to see you goofing around with Yasmin as you played basketball.

Jisung was smiling to himself as he watched her through the window. ‘She’s different.’ He states clearly in his head.

‘She’s not like the girls here. They secretly wear makeup and are too shy to talk to guys, when they do want their attention. Y/n on the other hand, she just talks to everybody. Even the teachers seem to like her. She’s cool.’

Jisung smiled to himself once again, getting comfortable about the thought of falling in love with her. ‘If only the boys knew.’ Jisung chuckled to himself, till he reminded something.

Jiyeon.

“It’s Jiyeon, isn’t it?” Minho had asked. “Yeah sure.” He had answered without thinking.

‘Shit.’

Jisung groaned once again, realising the trouble he had begun. Because he knew Jiyeon could find out any moment. He didn’t really like her. Yes, she had a pretty face, but she wasn’t his type. Jisung shook it off and ran out of the classroom to find Y/n, because they had English together.

“Alright class take a seat. Today we’re going to do something different. First, I’ll be testing your vocabulary by asking you to translate the English word to Korean. Second, I’ll be setting you up in pairs for a presentation you’ll have to make and present.” The class groaned loudly at the thought of having to present in front of the class.

“Sir, that’s so old school though.” One of the students tried. “Well too bad then, I’m the teacher and I get to say what you do I the class.” “Can we at least-“ “I’ll be telling more about the presentation later, now first. A test on your English vocabulary.”

Jisung had claimed a seat next to you. He was staring at you whilst he laid his head on the table. Y/n took a glance to her right where Jisung was sitting and laughed. “Is somebody tired of babysitting Hyunnie?” She cooed playfully as she caressed and pinched his cheek teasingly.

Jisung’s heart had skipped a beat by the sudden touch of her fingers. “She is a handful.” He admitted making Y/n laugh before she focused on the class again.

“What is ‘매혹적인’ (maehogjeog-in).” The teacher asked, but the class was silent.

Y/n looked around carefully, before raising her hand carefully.

“Yes, Y/n.” “It means ‘fascinating’.” “That’s right.” The teacher smiled.

The class was surprised and kept on going. Jisung was surprised as well and poked her in her side to get her attention.

“May I ask you something?” He whispers. “Sure.” “Why didn’t you tell the boys about Hyunsun?” “Well, I thought you might wanted to seem ‘manly’ in front of them. And it’s also up to you to tell them. That’s why I backed you up. Why are you asking?” She asks. “Nothing special, I was just wondering-“ “Jisung what is ‘조심해’ (josimhae) in English?” The teacher interrupted.

Jisung stared at the teacher, not knowing the answer. The teacher sighed and looked around the class for somebody who did knew the answer. You raised your hand once again and the teacher let you answer.

“It means ‘be careful’.” You answered. “Very good Y/n, you have studied abroad right?” The teacher asked you in English. “Yes, I’ve studied and lived in multiple countries.” She replied in English as well. “Very well, where have you lived?” “I’ve lived in The Netherlands, France, Singapore and some other countries.” “Heckler.” One of the students said, Y/n quite down instantly. ‘Here we go again.’ she thought to herself.

The teacher eventually gave up on the vocabulary test and explained what the presentation was about.

“You can make it about anything, but everything has to be in English. You can make a movie, just a plain PowerPoint presentation, but everything has to be in English. You can tell me your topic when you have one, I’ll give you guys until the end of the week. Now, the partners. Jisung with Y/n-“ A loud ‘what’ was screamed through the class, everybody looked around to find out it was Jiyeon.

Jisung was smirking, happy that he now had an excuse to be around her. Y/n smiled at him, making him go almost lovesick. Jiyeon on the other hand was ready to throw some hands. She went to the teacher to ask if she could change partners with Y/n, since ‘Y/n didn’t know anybody, so it wouldn’t matter.’ She had told him, but he didn’t give in, which made her whine in annoyance.

When school was over Y/n was asking herself what she was going to do today. When she was about to walk off she was turned around with a tug by Jisung. “Hello there sweet cheeks, seems like we’re partners.” He smirked subtly.

“That’s right. Do you have time today? Maybe we can brainstorm for a topic?” She suggested, making him smile. “I’ll have to cancel the boys, but they’ll be fine with it.” Jisung says as he took out his phone. She was about to protest, but he was already done texting them before she even could.

“Your place or mine?” He asked as they started walking. “I think we can work at my place, my parents are at work.” She says, without thinking about how that would sound aloud. Jisung laughed, telling her that it might be too soon for that. “N-no, I didn’t mean it like that!” She panics. “I know sweet cheeks, I’m just teasing.” Jisung winked before you kept on walking.

For some reason was Y/n nervous to have a boy in her house. Jisung gasped when he walked into your place, shocked by how big it was. “What do your parents even do for a living?” He yelled as he got overwhelmed by the size of your living room. “Well, they are both CEO’s of an international company, that’s why we’re abroad so much.” Y/n explained casually as she poured some drinks for Jisung and herself.

“You can sit down Jisung-“ She started “Are you sure? It looks expensive.” He jokes. “Shut up and just sit.” She took her laptop and started typing away.

They sat in silent for a while as they tried to come up with an idea.

“You know, I don’t even know you that well. I don’t know what you’d like to make a presentation about, if I don’t know you. So, how about we get to know each other a little more.” Jisung suggested as he leaned back on the couch. “Sure. What do you want to know?” She asked before she took a sip of her Fanta. “Do you have a boyfriend?” Jisung asked, making her spit out her drink almost. “What does that have to do with our presentation?” “You might like romance things, like Romeo and Juliet or romantic music, like love songs. I don’t know.” Jisung tried to cover up.

‘Nice job Jisung.’

“I do like romance, but no. I do not have a boyfriend. But, what do you think about music?” Y/n suggests. “That sounds great. We can compose a song together.” He said without a thought. “Calm down pretty boy, I can’t write music. I do play instrument, but I can’t compose.” “But I can.” Jisung admitted shyly, making her look at him in shock. “Really?” She asked surprised. “Yeah.” “That’s so cool! Is that what you do with Minho, Woojin and the others?” “H-how do you know, did they tell you? We never tell anybody about this kind of stuff.” He stuttered. “No, I just figured. That’s so cool Jisung! Can I hear something you made?” She asked him excitedly.

Nobody had ever been so excited about his music before besides the guys, not even his own parents. And it shocked him. It felt nice thought, having somebody like that.

“I-I don’t have anything on me right now, m-maybe you can come along with me when we’ll compose something?” He stammered. “Really? That would be so cool! I would love that!” Y/n clapped her hands in excitement, making Jisung chuckle at her cuteness. “Cute.” He mumbled under his breath. “What?” “What?”

After an hour or two the two of them were done with homework and decided to get something to eat. “Can’t your chef make something for us?” Jisung had joked as he saw the size of her kitchen. Y/n laughed before she pushed him outside, because she was hungry.

They found a pizza place and decided to eat there. They ordered a big cheese pizza and shared it together. And for some reason, the two ended up making each other cringe with lame pickup lines.

“Hey, you’re pretty and I’m cute. Together we’d be pretty cute.” He says as he smirked at you. “I would take you to the movies but they don’t allow snacks.” You shot back. “Was your father a thief? Because someone stole the stars from the sky and put them in your eyes.” He told her, making her giggle. “I'm new in town. Could you give me directions to your apartment?” He started once again. “Jisung, first of all, I live in a house. And you know the directions to it.” “Guess it worked then.” He laughed making her shake her head in disbelief. ‘This boy I swear to God.’ She thought. “Sorry, but you owe me a drink. Why? Because when I looked at you, I dropped mine.” You smiled sweetly as Jisung started laughing loudly, congratulating you as he gave up on the contest. “Thank you. Thank you!” She said dramatically as she bowed.

After sitting at the booth, just talking together and having a good time. You two were suddenly interrupted by an familiar voice. “Jisung?” It was Chan.

“Oh hey!” She greeted cheerfully, still high from hers and Jisung’s laughing fit. Chan didn’t return the smile and stared at her without an expression on his face. “Chan what are you doing here?” Jisung asks as he looked up to his older friend. “I think I could ask you the same thing. I thought you had a study session.” Chan barked. The tension that hung in the air was taking Jisung and Y/n by surprise. “We did, we just came down here to get some food.” Y/n said. Chan just hummed before he looked at Jisung. “Seems like you only studied one another’s face.” Chan mumbled. Jisung sighed and Y/n sat uncomfortably.

Jisung excused him and Chan before he dragged him outside of Y/n’s sight. “What’s going on with you?” Jisung hissed. “What’s going on with me? I could ask you the same question. I understand that you have to cancel plans for school, since education is important. But, I don’t liked being lied to. Especially, when it’s about a girl. What happened to ‘bros before hoes’?” Chan snapped back. “Look, first of all she’s not just some girl, okay? We were actually working on our English project together. But, her parents weren’t home and we were hungry. So, we came down here.” Jisung explained. “Alright, that might be. But, just make sure she’s not getting into your head too much. We got attacked today by some random guys.” Chan admitted.

Jisung’s eyes widened asking Chan what happened. “I don’t know what happened. Some guys attacked us out of the blue. Jeongin got hurt and Seungmin has some bruises on his head. And not to make you feel guilty or anything, we kind of needed you today. This could’ve ended up really bad if our neighbour didn’t come in between us.” Jisung sighed and decided to do what was smart: he went to see if his friends were okay.

He quickly walked back to Y/n who was patiently waiting for him to return. She flashed him a smile, which disappeared quickly when she saw the worried expression on Jisung’s face. “What’s wrong Ji-“ “I’m sorry. I need to go right now. The boys need me. I’ll pay you back for the food tomorrow at school.” He said quickly. “Y-yeah sure. You don’t have to though. I ate most of it. But, you go it seems like it’s serious.” Y/n said worried shooing Jisung off.

Jisung ran off with Chan to wherever they needed to be. Y/n sighed in slight disappointment before she paid the bill.

The walk back home was boring, she liked being around Jisung. He made things fun. It then suddenly started to rain softly and Y/n felt her mood switch a little. She tried to focus on the nice day she had with Jisung as she walked back home.

When she had arrived she noticed an unfamiliar backpack laying on her couch, it was Jisung’s. She thought about calling him, but she texted him instead. Saying that she’ll return it to him at school tomorrow. She gathered all his stuff and packed the bag. She also noticed a shirt that was folded neatly inside his bag. It was a band T-shirt but she had never heard of them. ‘3Racha?’ Y/n thought to herself. ‘Like the sauce?’ She laughed to herself before she put it back.

The next day was Y/n waiting for Jisung in front of the school. Yasmin had given her friend weird looks, since she held two bags. “Are you running away from home?” Yasmin joked. Y/n laughed, before telling her friend that it wasn’t hers.

When Jisung had arrived, late as usual, he was surprised to see Y/n waiting for him. He thought she looked cute. She wore a baby blue long sleeved shirt that was quite too big for her, stuffed into her black ripped jeans as she looked around to kill time it seemed. Jisung noticed his bag that was in his bag and remembered that his shirt was in it. He hoped she didn’t see it, she might be asking questions about it.

“Hello there sweet cheeks.” “Hey ‘Sungie! I have your bag.” She chirped as she handed the bag over. “Aren’t you late for your class?” Jisung asked. “I could ask you the same thing.” Y/n laughed. “Were you able to handle your business with Chan and the others?” Jisung jumped in surprise when she asked him. “Did you hear?” Jisung asked carefully. “No, but I saw that you were worried, so I assumed it was about your friends.” “It was actually. Somebody fought the boys and they got hurt, so I went to check up on them.”

“Oh my- are they alright?” Y/n asked, now she was also worried. “Yes, but Jeongin’s injuries are the worst out of all of them. He broke his left wrist and he has a lot of bruises on his head. They apparently knew he was the youngest and also quite vulnerable, so they attacked him first.” “That’s awful.” Y/n said, before they walked into their classroom. Apparently the teacher was late, so they were in luck, not having to go to detention.

The day went on quite smoothly, if you leave chemistry out of the story. Jisung thought it would be smart to turn the gas of the flame as high as possible, almost burning his eyebrows off as he hung above it. Y/n screeched loudly when it happened, clinging onto him as she was worried that he got hurt. Jisung on the other hand was laughing his ass off. Y/n would hit him whilst whining that it wasn’t funny. “You’re cute when you’re worried about me Sweet cheeks.” Jisung winked making her blush harshly.

Jisung was standing against the lockers as Y/n was gathering the books she needed. Jisung looked around and saw his friends walking past him, who didn’t even bother looking at him. Y/n noticed that it bothered Jisung. He hadn’t talked to his friends all day and when they had lunch he sat with her and Yasmin.

“Jisung, are you sure you’re alright? I noticed you’re acting a little different than usual.” Y/n wondered.

“They boys seemed quite mad. Especially Chan when he caught us at the restaurant. But, you shouldn’t worry about it sweetheart.” Jisung stood up and petted her head before he walked off to the toilet.

Y/n sat on her own as she waited for her friends to return. She was minding her business as she kept her attention on her phone, when suddenly a figure blocked the sun in front of her, making her look up. “Hello again outsider.” Jiyeon spat as she stood there with her friends in front of Y/n. “Can I help you Jiyeon?” “You actually can. I told you to stay away from Jisung you fucking witch.” “And as you can see, I don’t care about what you say. You can’t boss me around.” Y/n stood strong. She knew how girls like Jiyeon were like. They loved to look down to other people to make themselves feel better. They seemed to life off this kind of ‘power’ and Y/n couldn’t despise people like this more than anything.

“Listen up you brat. I don’t think you know how we work in this school. I don’t care how your other schools were like and what your status was. You don’t belong here. You’re just a nobody to us. You’ll never be on our level. Just let Jisung be. You’re not his type honey.” Jiyeon’s group of friends laughed behind her, but Y/n was not impressed. She just stared at Jiyeon with a smirk.

Words like this, coming from her wasn’t going to work on her. And Jisung noticed too. She turned crazy to be honest. Through the years she got used to them, she would consider herself immune. Jiyeon started pushing Y/n as she kept screaming filthy words in her face. The teachers seemed nowhere to be found and people were gathering around the scene, not even bothering on helping Y/n.

‘Five against one? Seems pretty unfair.’ Y/n thought to herself as she was pushed around.

“I honestly don’t know what makes you so stupid Y/n, but it sure it working.”

Before Y/n could say anything a thick substance was poured over he and thrown into her face. Y/n was now raging and attacked one of the girls by grabbing her by her hair. The girl screamed in pain and in disgust as the smoothie that was thrown on Y/n landed on her as well.

Meanwhile as Jisung walked out of the guys’ bathroom he heard people running around. He didn’t think much of it, as he was lost in a train of thoughts. ‘What if Y/n did see the shirt, would she have looked up the group? No, she wouldn’t, right? She’d look cute in it though- wait what.’ As he kept on walking his ears caught somebody saying that Y/n and Mina were fighting. Jisung ran along with the others. He saw the two girls fight and also a teacher who showed up to separate the two.

Jisung noticed that Y/n was covered in a pink substance and he walked up to her. The closer he got, the more visible Jiyeon’s smirk was. He knew she was the cause of this. The teacher was scolding the girls, but Jisung decided to take Y/n away from the scene before it would get any worse, not that that was possible though.

Jisung had dragged Y/n into the nurse’s office and helped her clean up. “Thanks ‘Sungie.” She whispered. As he dried her now-washed hair. “Your welcome. Wait here, I’ll get your something else to change into. Your shirt it all wet. I don’t want you to get sick.” He said in a serious manner before he ran off.

Before Y/n knew it, he had returned with a shirt. Y/n recognised it, it was the shirt that he left in his backpack. “Here, wear this.” He laid the folded shirt on her lap before he walked out once again so she could change this time.

Not much later she called him back inside and he had to contain himself from screaming. She looked absolutely adorably in his big shirt. It was a simple black shirt, long sleeved, and there was a logo on it that said ‘3Racha’. “Isn’t this yours ‘Sungie?” Y/n asked as Jisung was back in the room. “H-how do you know?” He stutters. “I saw it in your bag last night when you left your bag at my place.” “I didn’t know you saw it.” “Why? Is it special or something?” Y/n asks playfully. “Something like that.” Jisung admitted. “It’s a small group that I’m part of.” Jisung added shyly to Y/n’s surprise. “Really? I didn’t know you were a rapper!” “Nobody does, so please keep it down about it, alright?”

Y/n agreed without asking any further questions, except to herself. ‘If he’s a rapper. Why wouldn’t he want to be successful? What if he’s really good? I wonder what his voice would be like.’

When Y/n’s hair had dried up and she felt like walking back into school again, the day went on. Lots of boys asked her if she was alright and if she needed anything, she should call them. She didn’t of course. She was flattered and touched by their offer and took them politely, but she didn’t needed other boys’ help when she got Jisung right beside her.

Y/n felt fuzzy inside. The way he took care of her out of nowhere took her by surprise and it made her heart race. Never had anyone done something like that for her besides Yasmin. Y/n smiled as she walked next to Jisung, thankful that he sat down next to her that one day.

It was the second period break and Y/n sat alone at a table. She noticed Jisung’s friends, who still had been avoiding Jisung himself all day, they were staring at her. Or what their eyes made it belief, they stared at her chest. Y/n shifted uncomfortably as she continued to eat, until once again a figure stood in front of her.

Automatically assuming it was Jiyeon, Y/n was about to snap, but then she noticed that it was Woojin and Chan. “Sorry, I thought you were Jiyeon.” Y/n laughs slightly as she scratches the back of her head. “What about Jiyeon?” Woojin asks. “Just drama. Can I help you by the way? I saw you staring towards my direction-“ “Where did you get that shirt?” Chan asks bluntly. “I-I borrowed it from Jisung-“ “Where is he?” Chan cuts her off once again. “He has class right now, but he might be skipping- never mind he’s gone.” Y/n sighs as Chan had left in the middle of the conversation.

Woojin gave Y/n a small smile before sitting across from her. He looked around the canteen and noticed everybody looking her way. “They know.” Woojin states. “They know what?” “That you’re wearing Jisung’s shirt, I can see the jealousy on the girls’ faces.” Woojin laughs as he saw Jiyeon’s angry face.

Y/n was confused with Woojin’s statement until she took a look around herself, he was right. “This shirt, it’s your group right?” Y/n softly asks. Woojin looks at her in shock and as he opened his mouth, no words came out. “He told you?” He finally could make out. “Yeah, you guys have a music group right?” “Well, ‘3Racha’ is a group that Jisung, Chan and Changbin are part of. They are the rappers.” Woojin explains. “Did he tell you anything else perhaps?” Woojin wondered. “No, why?” “Nothing, just wondering.”

Meanwhile Woojin and Y/n were talking and having lunch, Chan was storming through the hallways to find Jisung. And just like Chan and Y/n had predicted, he was skipping class. Chan found the younger boy in the back of the library, taking a nap.

Chan roughly moves the arm of the younger boy, which his head was resting on, making his head fall onto the table. Jisung groans as he woke up. “What was that for- Chan?” “Why is she wearing our shirt?” “What-“ “Y/n, I just spoke to her and she’s wearing a ‘3Racha’ shirt.” Chan snapped at Jisung who was rubbing his eyes. “Oh, yeah. That’s my shirt.” “No shit Sherlock. But why is she wearing that. You know what name that name gave us.” Chan hisses. “You remember what happened that night. You were there. Years later we’ve been trying to clear our name. Do you know what this could do to us?” Chan ranted. “Alright, I get it. I’m sorry. Y/n got into a nasty fight and they poured their drinks on her and I gave her my shirt since she didn’t had anything else to wear with her.” Jisung explains. “Why couldn’t you get a clean shirt at the nurse’s office?”

“I-“

‘I thought she’d look better in my clothes.’

“I didn’t think about it.”

“I thought it was kind of sad you know, she looked quite helpless and everybody was surrounding her and not even helping her at all. So, I stepped in and dragged her out of there.” Jisung says as he received a glance that meant ‘disbelief’.

When they boys had walked back to the canteen, Y/n had already left to her class. Jisung decided to skip another period, since his friends were here. Chan eventually went to the toilet and Jisung was left behind with Woojin. Woojin analysed the younger boy’s actions. He noticed that Jisung was texting Y/n, what he could read were texts saying things like: ‘Are you okay?’ ‘Wanna meet up after school or something?’

Woojin smiled to himself and Jisung noticed. “It’s nothing.” Woojin tried to shrug it off when Jisung asked what’s wrong.

“’Sup guys!” A familiar voice yelled through the canteen. “Minho! What are you doing here?” “I was planning on setting Jisung and Jiyeon up.” Minho grins. “W-what?” Jisung chokes on his drink when he hears the sentence leaving Minho’s mouth. “Yeah, you told us you liked her, but it seems like you aren’t making any moves. So, I’m here to change that.” “What do you mean?” Jisung questioned. “Well, I spoke to Jiyeon and you two have a date. When? I don’t know. You can figure that one out yourself. You can thank me later. For now, I have to pee. I’ll be back.”

Woojin once again analysed Jisung’s actions and facial expressions and Woojin could conclude that Jisung didn’t wanted to go on a date with Jiyeon. That’s when Woojin figured it out. Jisung liked Y/n.

“You like Y/n, don’t you?” Woojin blurts out, making Jisung try to hush him in panic. “How do you know- I mean I don’t?” “Please, you gave her your shirt. I remember your last girlfriend. You wouldn’t even let he borrow her your scarf and she was freezing.” Woojin states. “It was mid spring time and she was sick. Besides, that was my favourite scarf I wasn’t searching for any germs at the time.” Jisung explained. “Your girlfriend before that one took one of your hoodies without asking and you flipped.” “That was my-“ “Let me guess, ‘favourite hoodie’? C’mon Jisung, I caught you, just admit it.” Woojin chuckles.

Jisung sighs as he let his head down in defeat, making Woojin laugh louder. “It’s too late though.” Jisung says softly. “What?” Jisung didn’t say anything but just nodded in Chan and Minho’s direction who were returning. “Why is it too late though?” Woojin asks quickly. Jisung showed Woojin a text, send around the time Y/n was still having lunch. It was from Jiyeon, claiming that were going on a date.

“Drama is about to start.” Jisung mumbles.

#han jisung #han jisung au #han jisung fluff #han jisung imagine #han jisung angst #stray kids #stray kids jisung #stray kids imagines #skz #stray kids oneshots #oneshot #stray kids angst #stray kids fluff #fluff #angst #stray kids han #han jisung boyfriend

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meetmeatmidnightsblog · 5 years

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Hanging out with friends ( Jaylor Fanfic )

Joe stayed over at Taylors house and helped her preapre a bunch of food, and snacks for there friends. She invited Ed, Camila, Ryan, Blake, Selena, over for dinner tonight. None of her close circle has meet her new boyfriend yet. She was glad to have a mer distraction to preoccupie her mind from growing anxiety and stress. She can be a bit of a drama queen when things dont go her way. Ed and Selena were the first ones to show up at the house, Blake and Ryan were the second, Camlia was the last one. She loved coming over to Taylors house, spending time with her cats Oliva and Merdith, eating yummy food. She was quite curious as to why she was invited over here in the first place. She was not the kind of singer who asked other artist about there personal lives outside of work / or touring. Ed greeted Joe as if they were old bros. Since they were both from England. He found it easier to bond with the red-headed britsh guy. He could not keep his eyes away from his girlfriend. Selena Gomez picked up on some intense chemistry in the room. She felt in her bones, hips each time her best friend was around the blonde haired boy. Something was defently going on between them. The pop singer was different with him. He moved, she moved like magagents. It was the same way for her and Justin Beiber. He wasnt able to come with her tonight. He needed to get up early the next morning, head straight into the recording studio. Camila was quite, stayed in the living room so she didnt make a mess on the floor. Ed and Joe joined her so the former fifth harmony singer did not feel left out. She met Ed a few times on tour, they never actually got to hang out. Taylor brought extra trays of food, drinks and set them down on the little tables. Blake and her husband Ryan joined everyone. She also picked up on some intense eye contact between her and Joe. Something was clearly going on with those two. She did not bring it up, out of respect. Ryan whispers softly to his wife "What is up with Taylor and Joe?. I cant stand to be within five inches of them." Blake mutters lowly to Ryan "I know dear, unless Taylor or joe say something to us you should just keep it to yourself." Ryan could not ignore the signs of true love in Taylors eyes, or Joes. They were more then friends. His wife was right, it was not his place to point out the obvious chemistry. Camila enjoyed Joes knowlege on all things british, Eds thick accent. He was a total goof ball and jokester.He shared funny stories about him and Taylor when they were on tour together. She blushed bright red, ducked under her boyfriends arms. Blake picked on Joe each time he blushed like a young school boy who had a crush on a girl that didnt even know that he existed. She knew that one of them would eventually crack. Taylor cleared up the plates, wine glasses as Joe followed her into the kitchen. He helped her wash the dishes, clean the counters. He missed there one on one time, but being around friends made it more fun for him. He never got to meet anyone in her squad. He whispers softly "Do you think that anyone knows about us?." Taylor murmers "Im sure that everyone will figure it out babe. I will say something when im done cleaning everything up. I was just waiting for the right time." Joe wraps his arms around her small waste, pulls her in close. She tucks her neck into his chin. Camila and Ed walked in on a private moment, hid in the hallway. Yup they were dating. It was not right to barge in, have them act as if they dont know each other. Ed grumbles to Camila "I know there dating. I was not allowed to say a single thing. Hes a great guy. He treats her well. Lets go back into the living room and give them some privacy." Camila nods her head in agreement. Joe was Taylors prince chamring, she was his princess. They were living in a fairytale. Much like her favorite star-cross lovers Romeo and Juliet, aside from all the dying. Taylor of all people deserved true love, pure happiness. Camila peeked her head into the kitchen as Ed draggs her back into the living room before one of the two love birds saw them.

#Caught #Jaylor fanfic #One shot #taylor swift #ed sheeran #camila cabello #blake lively #ryan reynolds #hanging out

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evendeadlmthehero · 6 years

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Reflection (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Summary: Bucky Barnes is living in the Avengers compound after Tony finally let him in. It’s all good until Hydra sends one of their best damn assassins to kill him in his sleep

Third POV

It was an easy task that was assigned. To ‘Kill the Winter Soldier’ and make him regret ever leaving HYDRA.

She didn’t know what year it was, how old she was, but that was the last thing on her mind. She was a robot, one with no emotions. Just killed when she was told to kill, eats when she’s told to eat and sleeps when she’s told to sleep.

“Kill or be killed.” She whispered to herself as she neared the window of her next victim; The Winter Soldier.

She resented the man. The man who did nothing but watch as she was tortured. Although he never saw her face, he always heard her screams. But she saw him. And boy did she hate him for acting like he couldn’t hear a thing.

But it was expected. It was Hydra. Why would they care if one was totured? Well, Y/N thought he was different. She thought he was the man that she visited in museums as a little kid with her father, when she used to be obsessed with superheroes, who’s screams were just as loud as hers when he was put into cyro.

But he wasn’t that man. He was one of them.

There will always be men like him, Y/N thought to herself.

She couldn’t remember a life before HYDRA. She couldn’t remember who she was, who her family was or even her name. But why would that be a surprise? HYDRA always wipes her memories.

She can’t remember the fact that she had sisters and brothers. She can’t remember that she was the most sweetest person in the neighbourhood. That she was the golden girl of the school. She can’t remember why she had a deep sense of hatred for The Winter Soldier, it was just there.

No. All she remembers is her target is. No questions asked. And her memories are wiped clean as the cycle continues.

Y/N slowly unlocked the window with little magnet balls that interferes with the security system Tony Stark has put into the tower. Quietly, she walked in, seeing the familiar figure of the once assassin laying peacefully.

“Kill or be killed.” Y/N whispered to herself, touching the necklace around her neck. The necklace that HYDRA gave her. The tag that reminded her who’s property she was, like a dog.

She then lifted up her gun, ready to shoot before Bucky got up from his bed suddenly, looking frightened. He was breathing heavily, the nightmare he experienced about his days at HYDRA taking a toll on him.

Y/N took an opportunity at his dazed and confused state, dropping her gun to fight the guy. She reached for her daggers that were in her boots and marched towards him, ready to stab.

Bucky’s arm went up, his mind still in in a phase, but his metal arm had grabbed the girl’s dagger and chucked it across the room.

The pair stared at eachother for a slight secound, before Y/N lifted her arm up, punching across the face, causing him to fly across the room.

“You’re a super soldier.” Bucky mumbled to himself, as he rubbed his jaw in pain. Y/N ignored this and marched towards him, grabbing the gun that she put down previously.

“The Winter Soldier. You have let down Hydra.” Y/N spoke in a monotonous voice that bought shivers to Bucky. “You are now sentenced to death by the Queen of Ice.”

Bucky had heard this saying before, he just didn’t think it was true. Back in his Hydra days, he partially remembered the so called ‘Queen of Ice’ that killed mercilessly without question.

But Bucky also remembered her screams. And although he’s never actually seen her till now, he still remembers her and how even today, he still regretted not helping her.

Y/N finger went on the trigger but before she could shoot, her senses buzzed that something fast was coming her way.

Dropping the gun from her hand, Y/N grabbed the shield that was flying towards her hand. She gave the blonde man that appeared a glare, before marching over to him, ready for a brawl.

Steve begun throwing punches at the girl, determined to help his friend, and soon after, Bucky had also joined the fight.

But they were no match for the Queen of Ice, as she threw them both across the room without breaking a sweat.

“Although I’d love to watch you kill Romeo and Juliet.” Tony begun, crossing his arms as he caught Y/N attention. She noticed the two girls stood behind the man, ready to intervene. “That carpet costs me millions.”

The man pressed the button on his chest, morphing into his suit. Y/N let out a puff of air, getting angrier by the secound.

Tony came at the super soldier, throwing a punch to which Y/N was able to grab. She got his arm, and begun twisting it, making Tony let out a little grunt.

She pushed the man against the wall, yet Tony lifted his arm ready to blast her. Y/N smirked beneath her mask, sensing he was going to blast her before he even lifted up his arm due to her senses.

She grabbed his suit, viciously breaking his blasters as Tony watched wide-eyed as she through him across the room with Captain America and the Winter soldier.

She had just broken vibranium without even blinking.

Y/N walked up to the two girls as they straightened up. Y/N was going to end this little brawl once and for all.

She grabbed Natasha by the throat, banging her head against the wall. The red haired woman was confused. She has met a lot of strong super soldiers but this?

This was different.

She yelped as she was thrown to the floor but before Y/N can do anymore damage, she felt power surge within her, unable to breathe.

“I think that is enough.” Wanda spoke as she held her with her magic. “Give up now or you will force me to do something I won’t regret.”

“Kill or be killed.” Y/N spoke in her monotonous voice. She put down her mask, before looking at Wanda directly in the eye.

Within a blink of an eye, Y/N had lifted up her arm, creating a surge of white power that struck Wanda right across her chest making her scream in agony.

The Avengers all looked at her in shock, Bucky being the most shock. He couldn’t believe HYDRA had created such a strong super soldier.

It wasn’t till now till he realised just how much HYDRA had evolved into. And how they will never stop.

Y/N lifted her arm, ready to kill the crying Wanda who hadn’t felt this much pain since her brother had died.

“Wait.” Bucky spoke, panting as he looked her in the eye. “We can help you. My name is Bucky Barnes.”

‘Bucky’ Y/N thought to herself as that name rung a bell. She suddenly remembered the guy as the person who didn’t do anything to help her.

She, however, didn’t remember him as the guy she visited in the museum everyday with her father. No, she would never remember those memories. HYDRA took them away permanently.

HYDRA took away all her happy memories and left her with the horrible ones.

She only remembers pain and agony. Not happiness.

“You left me to die.” Y/N spat out, glaring at him. Bucky’s heart dropped as he watched her. “You could never help me.”

Looking back at Wanda, Y/N was ready to strike before her senses buzzed again. She groaned internally, before looking at the hammer that was barrelling towards her head.

She grabbed the hammer, making everyone go quiet. Although Y/N was confused why everyone went quiet, it provided her with relief as everyone finally stopped talking.

Thor looked at the woman, surprise in his eyes. “How- How is this possible? You’re an assassin, you’re not worthy.”

Y/N didn’t think anything of what he said, chucking the hammer on a radio that sat on the bedside table, causing it to fall and hit the floor.

She lifted her arm for the third time, as Wanda accepted her death. There was nothing they could do. She was too strong.

She closed her eyes, ready to die, ready to be blasted once again. But nothing happened. She opened her eyes when she heard an agonising scream.

Y/N was now on the floor, hitting the ground ferociously as she was crying. Bucky stood up from his position, confused what was going on.

He looked around, to anything that may have caused her harm. Until his eyes landed on the radio.

“It’s the song.” Bucky said as he watched her finally collapse and faint on the floor. “The song that HYDRA must’ve used to control her.”

“Kalinka.” Tony spoke as he read the the tag around her neck. “They put the name of the song on her necklace.”

“They paired the song with the toture she probably received.” Natasha stated, rubbing her neck as she looked at the super soldier who was now unconscious on the floor. “Typical. But why?”

“Maybe after Bucky left they started getting more serious with how they control the super soldiers.” Steve spoke, crossing his arms as he stood straight.

“But how was she able to hold my hammer?” Thor asked, still astounished. “How is this murderer with no moral worthy?”

“Because that’s not who she really is.” Bucky spoke, looking at the girl who looked so innocent sleeping. “It’s what HYDRA made her to be. And we need to help her.”

“We can’t just take in who ever HYDRA makes.” Tony spoke, rolling his eyes at Bucky. “This isn’t an foster home for the misunderstood super soldiers.”

“You know what Tony-“ Bucky started but was held back by Steve.

“Look Tony, we know she’s worth saving because of Thor’s hammer.” Steve spoke in a proper tone. “And if anything bad happens, we now know her weakness.”

“The music.” Wanda finally spoke, her arm still around her body.

“Steve we cant force her to listen to the music whenever she’s in HYDRA mode.” Bucky spat out, standing in front of Y/N protectively. “I heard her screams and I didn’t do anything about them back then. But I’m going do something now.”

Steve stared at Bucky long and hard, before nodding at him. He knew his best friend was determined to bring out the girl that Y/N used to be, even though no one knew what that person exactly was.

“Fine, we’ll save her.”

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auroraphilealis · 6 years

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just a small list of fic recs

Earlier this morning my friends asked for some fake dating phan AU fics and I realized that making a fic rec list might be a good way to show some appreciation for fanfic author appreciation day!

I don’t have all day free like I wish, so I asked my friends for a few smaller catagories that I could shift through and find a few fics to rec from, that way I can get a good mix of fics for people to enjoy, and find as many authors as possible to thank!

Of course, I can’t possibly have read every fic out there ever, so if you aren’t on here that’s no like, disrespect to you or anything. Every single person whose ever written and posted a fanfic deserves to be recognized and loved for what they’ve produce for us, so just know that I appreciate every single one of you, on or off this list!

To add to this, I tired to pick some older, or smaller works that people may have not seen before to give the authors a little lift if possible :)

Without further ado, below you’ll find some fic recs and author appreciation below !

Fake Relationship:

Our Threadbare Lies - @ramonaspeaks - Dan is eighteen years old and newly single. He's ready to come out to his family but he thinks it would be a hell of a lot easier if he had a boyfriend to help him through it.

This is like one of my all time favorite fake relationship fics of all time. Honestly it was so well done and really realistic and the writing is just superb. I can’t even begin to tell you how many times I’ve re-read this fic, (as well as most of the authors other works) because it was just so well done, so thank you, thank you, THANK YOU to the author for all the hard work they put into it! On top of that, it holds really, really close to 2009 timeline (as we know it) and manages to make things work that might not have worked in their AU if they weren’t so smart about it

Maybe, Possibly - @cafephan - Phil’s mother is adamant that he should be settling down, so invites one of his turbulent exes to an annual family get-together the following day. In a moment of panic, he tells her he’s already dating someone. With no other options, he turns to Dan.

aldjflkas I fucking love this fic so freaking much. I’ve read it like ten million times. Everytime it shows up on my dash I open it to read it again. It’s just really funny and sweet in a strange way, and captures an essence of dnp that I really enjoy. I like how easy it is for dnp to pretend to be together in this fic, and how easy it is for them to then transition to ACTUALLY being together. It’s the perfect kind of non-dramatic get together fake relationship AU ever and I really, really do love it. Again, massive thank you to the author!

friends dont treat me like you do - @internetakeover (i think i got your @ right) - Why had Dan agreed to this? Pretending to be Phil’s boyfriend at his ex’s wedding had seemed like a nice idea at first, a way to meet some of Phil’s old university friends while helping him avoid humiliation, but already Dan’s on edge. If Dan allows himself to relax for a day, lets himself watch Phil as much as he wants, touch Phil as much as he wants, carry on their flirtatious banter when normally he’d laugh it off... he’s worried about what Phil might see.

I ended up re-reading this after I stumbled across it again just now hahaha I really love this fic. It’s super cute and a little sappy cause WEDDING FIC but that’s what makes it so worth the read. I love that both Dan and Phil realize how easy their relationship is, and the fact that they’ve technically been dating for a long time and that they love each other. I love that they realize this the way that they do, and it just makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside, so thank you so much to the author <3

Asexuality

Between Us - @winteredspark who doesnt appear to have a tumblr :( - "I think I'm asexual," Dan breathes against the crook of Phil's neck, blinking back tears.There's a pause, then -"Nice to meet you, asexual. I'm Phil," says Phil.

This is the asexual fic that helped me to realize that I’m asexual and that asexuality is a spectrum that isn’t limited to one version or another. I remember leaving a really long thoughtout comment to the author but I can’t not rec it here as well. It’s just such an amazing asexuality fic and it’s a little bit of a different take not it considering the character exists on a different part of the spectrum than most ace fics portray. I will always be grateful to this author for this fic!

let’s save up for something new - @deletablebird - Phil wakes up shivering the morning of October 19th, 2009. Today is the day he meets Dan. Fluff, 3.5k

I love this author with my whole heart and I’ve read everything they’ve written lol. This is just a really, really cute and lovely take on 2009 with the asexual aspect included and it really made my heart happy, so thank you so so much for this fic!

Theater

Disguises - @ramonaspeaks - Phil auditions for a play at a local theater and meets Dan, who spends most of his time acting whether he’s on stage or off.

Again, another fic from one of my favorite authors of all time. This is like my actual favorite theater au of all time. I am completely in love with the whole thing. It feels so real, and their characters are so well fleshed out, and each scene is just actually fantastic. I solidly recommend this one and I am soooo thankful to the author for bringing it into existence!

just touched down in london town - @phanetixs - "Hamilton is actually really nice and the plot is very interesting and okay, well, there’s this guy."In which, London is not as bad in the summer, a cute guy dies considerably in Act III and Phil has actually lucked out for once.

Look not only do I stalk all of this authors fics, but this is one of my all time favorites of theirs. They managed to take an idea that almost seems ludicrous and make it into something not only super hot, but super realistic and really, really, really fun. I absolutely adore this fic and I give you all the kudos my wonderful author. Thank you for writing such a wonderful au!

Which as they kiss, consume - @irrevocablys which for some reason it wont tag you :( - Dan’s an aspiring actor, and Phil’s so over studying Romeo and Juliet.

This was one of my first theater au’s and I truly adore it. its just like got this super cute undertone to it thats incredibly wonderful? I just love the way the characters interact and the ease and flow of the writing <3 thank you for giving us something so beautful

Supernatural Elements

Ride with the moon in the dead of night - @mooksie01 -Phil seriously needs to buy some allergy medicine or something. Or at least open a window next time he performs a demonic ritual. He wouldn't have thought that one little sneeze could've messed up a spell so bad, but now he has a demon on his hands and only six days to get rid of it before he's stuck with it forever....And maybe the demon is acting like a total cinnamon roll, but Phil is positive that it's all just an elaborate ruse.

ajdlsfkjasdlkjfls omfg I love this fic so much. I actually adore fics with supernatural elements in them and this is one of those fics that always stands out to me. It’s just really hilarious and well written and is just overall a fun take on witch phil. I just, i really love it, and I’m so grateful it exists. Thank you wonderful author <3

Reflections of the Heart - @butterflyphil - “Being told to dress up in a dinosaur onesie and have cereal catapulted at your face is a little odd. Waking up to find that you and your best friend have switched bodies? That’s fucking bizarre.”(Or, the multi-chaptered, slightly smutty bodyswap fic that no one asked for. Featuring whiny/annoying!Dan, sassy/beguiling!Phil, unintentional innuendos, intentional innuendos, unnecessary kitchen supplies, and just a pinch of magic).

UHM, THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVE FICS? Lol. I just really freaking love body swap fic and you did such a good job with this fic. it’s honestly just super fun and a little hot and really cute and beautiful overall. I really just, really cant thank you enough for this fic and rec it really really highly!

Vampires & Werewolfs

High - @icandigelvis - Just the ordinary story of Dan and Phil, except one little detail. Phil isn't human in this one. Expect biting, bickering, playlist live, blood, bad jokes and sex.

ajdslfkjasl listen I love vampire fic and this one is just so good. it’s so true to dnp’s personalities and just like, accurate to who they’d be tbh. And like, the fact that it sticks so close to reality aside from the vampire difference is what makes it even better so thank you so much to the lovely author for writing it. It’s everything I ever needed and more from a vampire fic

Taking Every Chance I’ve Got All - @nagirci - Dan wanted was to get drunk, really. Have a good time, meet a few new people. He didn’t really think about getting involved with someone as dangerous as Phil Lester (someone as cold, as pale and, well, as not alive), and he definitely didn’t think that one trip out to a bar would change his life forever.

This is like a really older fic that’s from one of the first phandom big bangs but it’s one of my first favorite vampire fics of all time as well and it’s just. really good and really well thought and the collaboration work on it is incredibly flawless. I honeslty would tell anyone to read it at any time because it comes together so well

Sharp Teeth - @theshyauthor - AmazingPhil is a Youtuber and a vampire and according to Dan Howell, he is the nicest person to exist. From their first meeting in 2009 all the way to that one incident in the elevator at the BBC, this is their story.

Again this is just such a good take on 2009 and the reality of dnp with added vampirism tossed in. Plus the author is a beautiful wonderful person and I really enjoy their writing so its a total please go read this kind of fic x3 Thank you darling for writing something so wonderful <3

be sure to ring the doorbell - @frostbittencheeks - Dan’s a tired sports reporter, Phil’s a friendly vampire with no real sense of boundaries and a propensity for bad Dracula jokes as well as leaving his unconscious victims in Dan’s kitchen. This isn’t how Dan thought courtship goes, but he’ll take it.

Can you tell I love vampire fics? This one is so well done, I literally re-read it constantly. I love the whole idea behind it, specifically the fact that Phil’s version of courtship is literally ridiculous and he doesn’t even think that they need to talk about it hahahaha I just love how funny and adorable it is and it’s just totally worth a few minutes of your time

a puppy sort of love - @symmetricdnp - Dan's supposedly a werewolf. Phil has doubts.

I honestly want to beg this person to write me more of this fic cause the permise is just that good. There are so few werewolf fics in the phandom, and especially ones that are this cute, thoughout , and well written. I absolutely adore this fic and I totally rec it to all of you. The author is wonderful, thank you so much for writing this fic <3

Blind

It’s the blue of your eyes, and the way you’re scared, love - @glitteraccent Soulmate (Color)! & Blind!Phil au

Okay but like this story always sticks out in my memory and I think on it often. It’s one of my all time favorite soulmate au’s and blind au’s, because it was just structured so well and the characters make your heart fall for them really, really fast. I love this author and tumblr wont tag them, but reblog their fic and give them all the love in the world!

#fic recs #fanfic author appreciation day

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retro-pure-jdonica · 6 years

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Everything Wrong With The Peathers Pilot

Ok so I wrote this as I was watching the pilot so there’s probably a lot of spelling errors but just bear with me here

CHRONOLOGICAL ORDER PLOT ISSUES

The episode opens by playing Que sera sera and zooming in on a croquet set on a front porch before going into the house where we see Shannon Doherty with a red scrunchie, all things that suggest that Heathers (1989) occurred and this is Heather Duke now but then they’re like lol jk that’s jds mom

Speaking of jds mom, they have her kill herself by lighting the house on fire and shooting herself, nothing involving his father’s business which messes with why jd dislikes his father

They COMPLETELY switched the characters of Heather McNamara and Heather Duke. When Heather McNamara starts talking in the lunchroom Heather Chandler says “god Heather, are we already making this about you?” But says nothing bitchy to Heather Duke

Heather Chandler is some social justice warrior and it’s awful. We meet Ram when he is in the cafeteria wearing a shirt that says “Remington squaws” with a (very very red skin toned) depiction of a Native American and Heather is like “ummmmm that’s so offensive. I know that kid over there and he is 1/16th “First Nations peoples”” and when the kid stands up to say it doesn’t offend him she yells at him “this isn’t about you” (bonus in the background they tried to recreate that airy chime kinda music from the original and its shit)

J.D. has been in Sherwood for a while. He doesn’t move from school to school because of his dads business, he keeps getting expelled

At the art exhibit (equivalent to Remington party/Kurt homecoming party) Veronica meets this guy named Jacob who they very purposefully dressed like jd (trench coat, dark hair) and then she asks him if he has a car and then it cuts to him eating her out in a car while she sits on her phone?????? I don’t even know?????

Instead of throwing up on Heather Chandler, Veronica dumps a giant bottle of hull clean on her

Jd and Veronica don’t have sex???? They are in no form of relationship so when jd kills Heather Chandler, Veronica has absolutely no reason to stay with him at all which is just SHIT PLOT PEATHERS GET IT TOGETHER

Jd has only lived in THREE states, NOT SEVEN, NOT TEN, THREE!!! They totally screwed over his background with this and with his mom’s Suicide so now he only has shitty motives. Also, his dad isn’t Big Bud Dean Construction, it’s Big Bud Dean Oil and Gas????

Jd and Veronica don’t give Heather Chandler a bottle of drain cleaner, he pulls an ich luge type thing with some “vomit inducing pills Hitler carried around”. Then when Heather Chandler “dies” he’s like oh crap I must have given her the wrong pills but it’s GENUINE. JD SERIOUSLY DID NOT TRY TO KILL HEATHER CHANDLER but then SURPRISE at the end of the episode we see Heather Chandler wake up because she actually didn’t die because jd did give her the vomit pills, the pills just somehow made her pass out which they weren’t supposed to. Also, she saw that Veronica and jd tried to fake her Suicide (they posted her Suicide note on Instagram and she would remember them coming to her house) but then sees that the post got 27 million likes so she decides to not snitch them out because she’s famous but from now on ANY PERSON THAT “KILLS THEMSELVES” AND JD AND VERONICA SET UP TO LOOK LIKE A SUICIDE, HEATHER CHANDLER WILL KNOW IT WAS JD AND VERONICA SO I DONT KNOW HOW THEY’RE GOING TO DO ANYTHING WITH THAT BUT ALRIGHT

You may be thinking, how did JD get Heather Chandler to take a pill? Well, HE PUT IT IN A BAG OF CORN NUTS AND DARED HER TO EAT THE WHOLE BAG IN FIVE SECONDS OR ELSE HE WOULD POST A PICTURE OF HER WITH A NAZI CAP ON. Also on this topic, they had Heather Chandler start gagging before crashing through the glass table but she shouldn’t be gagging, if anything she should be choking from the food and she would have bitten into the pill while eating the corn nuts and it’s a whole mess peathers please get your story straight

At school after Heather Chandler’s “suicide” all of the students are like “omg this is so sad(for the most part, they are still kinda making it about themselves)” and Mrs. Flemming is like “look at all of the publicity about this” which is just??? So wrong????

After Heather Chandler “dies” Betty Finn takes over the role instead of Heather Duke???? AHHHHH WHAT and when Veronica invites betty over for croquet she’s like “Ummm, I’m busy” like wtf peathers you cant make up an ENTIRELY new character and just call her Betty??? This Betty does not have a single similar characteristic to the original Betty except for the fact that she and Veronica were friends in elementary school, like this Betty used to be friends with Heather Chandler and UGH

Okay jd SMILES while telling Veronica in detail how his mother killed himself, Do I even need to explain how wrong this is??

MISUSED AND ALTERED QUOTES

Lick it up fatty, lick it up (bonus, which was followed by: d-did you just fat shame me in public??)

If you’re gonna openly be a flooze

What is your bother wound, Heather? (What does that even mean????)

Corporate monogamy keeps me sane

Big Bud Dean Oil and Gas

I’m gonna be experimenting with lesbianism at (some place) instead of (another place)

SHITTY REFERENCES

The matches jds mom uses to light the house on fire say “hot probs” on the box

At the art exhibit, Veronica and Heather Chandler go to, two of the pieces are a bottle of “hull clean” liquid drainer and a massive replica of the book “The Bell Jar”

Big fun is a chip brand

MISCELLANEOUS

They replaced “very” with “just” and only in this episode they said just 4 times, JUST IN THIS EPISODE

J.D. literally says the phrase “my dear” 4 times JUST IN THIS EPISODE and he’s giving off these Walmart Great Value knockoff type Leonardo DiCaprio Romeo and Juliet vibes and I hate it it’s so weird

Heather Chandler refers to Ram as “the Auschwitz of hate that goes on in Westerburg”

Heather McNamara isn’t even a lesbian! She lied about it to seem cool (Do I even need to explain how terrible and inaccurate and demonizing this is?)

Heather Duke literally says “oh my clit”

Heather Chandler literally says “what the queef”

“Let’s snort Adderall, make out, and get slushies”- JD, again, do I even need to explain?

Kurt gives Ram all of the shit jd and Veronica use at the fake Suicide in the movie to cheer him up (the candy dish, stud puppy, etc) also if you haven’t heard by now, Kurt is gay

Okay, at the 7-11 when JD is saying “a pile of dirt” he looks Veronica up and down liKE WHAT?????

“Sad face emoji, pill emoji, the powerful last words of Heather Chandler” -some teacher

When jd and Veronica are going to post a video on Heather Chandler’s Instagram to make the Suicide more believable (Okay it literally pained me to write that), Veronica says “oh my god I can’t believe we’re doing this, also trim the video it will get more views if it’s under ten seconds”???? This is so terrible (bonus jd responds to this with “That’s my girl” and ew) (bonus bonus after they finish setting up the Suicide Veronica says “come on, we’re gonna be late for school” ugh peathers stop making the show into a massive joke)

FOR LIKE A THIRD OF THE EPISODE VERONICA IS WEARING THESE OVAL SPARKLY BLUE SUNGLASSES AND THEY LOOK LIKE THEY’RE STRAIGHT OUT OF 2007 AND I HATE IT

When writing in her diary, Veronica starts to write “I’m just a … girl who has been manipulated by a guy into-“ which is very true for actual Heathers but then cuts off and says “no that sounds like I’m enforcing gender stereotypes” and I don’t know if that was supposed to be some shitty commentary about the original but WHAT

They tried to pull a dream scene for Veronica where everything is weird but it was terrible, everyone was wearing red plastic glasses and pointing at Veronica and pop music was playing, it was a mess

Okay the Heathers keep doing this thing where they unnecessarily say the other one’s name while talking (like in the opening for Heathers (1989) where Heather Chandler says “no Heather, it’s Heathers turn” but they do it almost every single line and it’s really annoying)

Also I don’t know if this was on purpose, judging by the mental capacity of the producers it probably wasn’t, but after Heather Chandler dies when Betty is walking down the hall with her gang it plays the same music that was playing when the Heathers first walk into the cafeteria and I don’t know if that was meant to show that Betty is officially the new Heather Chandler but I HATE IT

When Veronica goes to jds house after Heather Chandler’s “death” jds dad walks in with a FUCKING SHAKE WEIGHT and they do the weird father-son switch thing but jd gets his dad to leave by saying some shit like “your presence was wonderful but my girlfriend and I would like to engage in sexual intercourse now” and just, what the fuck?????

YO I DONT KNOW HOW THEY GOT AWAY WITH THIS BUT FOR THE CLOSING FRAME THEY JUST SHOW THE WORD HEATHERS AND LITERALLY PLAY A SLIGHTLY SHITIER VERSION OF THE STRANGER THINGS OPENING TRACK BUT ITS ALMOST THE EXACT SAME

Just FYI, this in Arial font size 11 is FOUR PAGES LONG and this is just the first episode

#heathers #peathers #not my heathers #heathers 2018 #heathers tv show #heathers the musical #burn it #kill it with fire

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sebcanlikegetit · 6 years

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If Only You Knew: Chapter 3

The next morning, much to your disappointment, you were woken up by the chirping of birds and cars passing by. You look over to the nightstand to check the time, and its 8. Last night was the longest amount of sleep you've gotten in a long time, and boy did you need it. You didn't realize how exhausted you were from tour until right now. Rolling back over, you face Sebastian. God he looked like such an angel in the mornings. His hair was tossed around all over the place, mouth slightly open, light snores leaving it, and you could have sworn you had never seen something so perfect. He was everything you ever wanted, and more. Knowing well enough he wouldn't be awake for another hour, you got up and decided to make breakfast for the two of you. You quietly got out of bed, not wanting to wake him from his slumber, and headed downstairs.

Once you entered the kitchen, you decided on pancakes, eggs, and bacon: three of Sebastian's favorite foods. Morning like this were always normal when you two were together. so you knew exactly where everything was.

Fifteen minutes later, breakfast was done, and you were preparing coffee when two strong arms wrapped around your waist making you to jump a little, causing Sebastian to chuckle.

"Didn't mean to scare you doll." he said in his husky morning voice, causing shivers t go up your entire body. "Just wanted to make sure you were ok. Missed waking up with you beside me is all." he said leaving multiple kisses on your shoulder, causing you to turn around and wrap your arms around his torso, pulling his body close to yours.

"I'm sorry, I just thought I'd make breakfast. You know, like old times."

"You didn't have to do that, we could have went out and got something."

"Well, I wanted to, so I hope you're hungry because I made your favorites" you said smiling up at him. He smiled back down at you.

"I swear, I'm going to end up marrying you, that's a promise." he said leaving a sweet kiss on your forehead. That got you to thinking about last night. He said he loved you. Of course he thought you were sleeping, but he still said it. Did he feel the same way you did? Did he want more with you, as you did with him. That got you thinking back to what Jesy said yesterday: "Everyone sees I except for you two." Was it really that obvious, and you were just to blind to see?

"You ok over there?" Sebastian asked snapping you out of your thoughts. Play it cool you said to yourself.

"Yeah, I was just thinking."

"Well that's pretty obvious" he said, earning a smack against the head from you.

"Asshole" you said earning a wink from him. You got your breakfast, and ate on the back patio with him. Sebastian had one of the best views in California from his house, and mornings or evenings out here just made you relax altogether.

After you both finished breakfast, you cleaned up and did the dishes together: Sebastian washing and you drying. After the dishes were all washed and put away, Sebastian's phone started ringing, to which he quickly answered.

"Hey Kevin, what's up?" he said, sitting down at the counter. Kevin, aka Kevin Feige, was the president of Marvel Studio, and also a producer. Kevin was the best in the business, and everyone knew that. You'd known him for years now, ever since your father filmed the very first Iron Man movie, and looked to him as a second dad. "Yeah. no don't worry about it, give me a hour and I'll be there." he said quickly hanging up the phone.

"Is everything ok?" you asked.

"Yeah everything is fine. Something came up for Kevin this weekend, so we aren't filming, so he asked if I could come in today and get it done with, then id have the rest of the week off, plus the weekend."

"Oh well, I guess that is kinda good news for you then if you have the next five days off. You need it." you said walking over to him and ruffling his hair. You could tell that he was stressing lately with this movie, especially since in a couple weeks he starts filming for I. Tonya too, but we would never show it. That just wasn't his character. "I'll head home then that way you can get ready and head over there and get the filming done."

"Why don't you come with me? He said it shouldn't take but a couple hours, four hours max. Then when were done there, we can go get lunch. I'll even see if Chris, Anthony and Elizabeth wanna come with us." You loved everyone on set, and you wanted to spend as much time with Sebastian as possible.

"Ok Stan I'm in." you said pulling him up from the chair. "Now come on, we both need to get ready, and we don't have long until you're needed." You both made your way upstairs and got ready in thirty minutes, which was a new record you you two being together. Once you were both ready, you headed downstairs, and got into his car, and headed the set.

Once you two got there, you realized everyone was here. You thought just Sebastian was filming, but you were wrong.

"Oh look, Romeo and Juliet finally decided to show up" Anthony said teasingly giving you and Sebastian a big hug. "We are needed in hair and makeup in five minutes, so we might wanna head that way now."

"Ok cool" Sebastian said. "You gonna be ok?"

"Its not like I don't know everyone here" you said causing him to laugh. " Ill be fine. Go kick some ass!"

"Always do don't I?" There it was, the cocky side of Sebastian. He quickly went with Anthony to hair and makeup. while you went over to talk with the girls.

"Soooooo" Elizabeth says smirking, " How was last night?"

"Yeah, anything juicy happen?" Scarlett joins in.

"We had a movie night, and ordered Chinese, oh and Sebastian happened to say he loved me ."

"WHAT?!" both women said at the same time, making you giggle. "So are you two together now?"

"No. He said it, thinking I was asleep, but I wasn't. I froze, I didn't know what to say. He said we wanted to tell me when I was awake, but he just wasn't ready yet."

"OMG, Y/N that's still so exciting. See, we told you he felt the same way as you did. Now its just a matter of time before he says it to your face, and then the two of you will get married, and have lots of babies, and live happily ever after." Elizabeth said causing Scarlett to nod her head in agreement.

"What if he never finds the courage to say it to me?" That scared you. Sure, he loved you too, but what do you do if he never finds the courage to tell you.

"He will, I promise" Scarlett said giving you a reassuring hug. "You two are meant for each other. Now, come on, gets go see what kind of trouble the boys have gotten into" she said causing you and Elizabeth to laugh, walking towards the rest of the cast.

Sebastian's POF

As I was on set, taking a break from filming until my next scene, I couldn't keep my eyes off Y/N. Gosh, she is so breathtaking. She was talking with Scarlett and Liz, laughing at something they had said, when Anthony and Chris sat down beside me.

"I hate to say it dude, but you are whipped. She's got you wrapped around those little fingers of hers." Anthony said causing Chris and I both to laugh.

"Is that such a bad thing?" I said.

"No man. I've never seen you this way over a girl, and its kinda nice." Chris said. "Y/N is like my sister, and there is nobody I trust her with more than you. She's just as crazy about you, as you are about her. Her face says it all. She lights up immediately whenever you're around."

"It's true dude, she is crazy about you. All she ever talks to me about is you." Anthony adds.

"You didn't hear this from me, but she wants the same thing you do. She wants you Sebastian. I've never seen here so into someone like she is with you, and I've known her for eight years. In her eyes, nobody can top you." Hearing Chris say that made me feel a sense of pride. I didn't want to lose Y/N. I lost her for seven months, and I just wanted to make up for lost time. Spending last night and this morning with her made me realize something: I was madly in love with this woman, there was no denying that. Still I was scared. What if he didn't love me back? What if I tell her, and she doesn't feel the same? That could easily ruin everything we have.

" I just don't want to ruin anything we have now. Things are so good with us. I cant lose her" I said being honest with them. Y/N is one of a kind. You don't meet many people like her in your lifetime.

"I can promise you, she's never going anywhere. You're stuck with her, but I don't think you mind that." Anthony says jokingly. He was right, I didn't mind. I want mornings like today for the rest of my life with her, plus a couple mini versions of us running around. That's the dream. I'm pulled out of my thoughts when I hear my phone ringing. It was my mom.

"Ill be right back guys, I gotta take this" I say walking outside. When I get away from the noise I answer the call. "Hi Mom!"

"Oh sweetie, its so good to hear your voice again,. I feel like I haven't spoke to you in ages. How's everything going?"

"I know, I'm sorry, I've been crazy busy the last couple days, and haven't had time to anything because I'm always on set." I felt horrible. I used to talk to my mom every day, but the busier I got, the harder that got to make happen.

"Oh my love, you don't have to explain anything to me, I understand. I was gonna call last night, but I figured you'd be in bed early from filming all day."

"Well actually, I was with Y/N last night. She got back from tour yesterday, and we hung out."

"Oh my goodness, she's back? How is she? I feel like I haven't seen here in ages." To say my mom loved Y/N as an understatement. She met her for the first time at the Captain America: Civil War premier, and immediately took a liking to her. That just goes to show what type of person Y/N is.

"She's great. I think she's really happy to finally be back home."

"And I'm sure you're just as excited for her to be home as she is." she said making me blush. She knew about my feelings for Y/N and she's always made it very clear she'd love to have her as a daughter-in-law. "We'll its funny that were on the topic of her because I called you for a reason. I thought you could come up to NY for the weekend. We're having a cookout, and I miss my boy and I wouldn't mind seeing him. Plus, Y/N is back in town, so if she came that would be even better."

"I'm starting to think you like her more than me, and I'm kind of hurt."

"Well can you blame me?" she says jokingly.

"No, I don't blame you at all, she's the best." Its true, she was. "I cant speak for her, but I will gladly come up. Today is my last day filming until next week so I'll be there. I'll talk to Y/N today, and see if she wants t come up with me, and ill let you know."

"Ok sweetie. Well ill let you go, that way you can get back to set. Talk to her and let me know what she says."

"I will. Te iubesc atat de mult."

"I love you more honey. Bye." The call ended, and I started walking back inside. Just as I was about to turn the corner, I'm met with two pairs of (y/e/c) staring at me. It was her.

"There you are. I was starting to get worried, I thought something happened to you" she said making me chuckle.

"Everything is fine dragă. I was just on the phone with my mom. She was actually asking about you" I said. That made her smile.

"Awh, I love your mom. How is she doing?'

"She's great, she said she misses you though"

"I miss her to. I feel like I haven't seen her in ages. I'll have to go up and visit her now that I'm back."

"Well its funny that you said that, because she just called me asking if you and I wanted to come to NY for the weekend and see her. The whole fam is having a cookout, and she said she wants us there. Now, its up to you if you wanna go, I'm not trying to force you. I'm just letting you know what she said." Do I want her to come with me? Absolutely. I always want her with me, but I don't want her to feel pressured into it.

"I would love to go with you." she said giving me that smile that made me weak in the knees. "On one condition."

"Anything you want love."

"We have to go to the Sugar Factory while we're up there." I should have expected that. It was her favorite place to get drinks because they were the size of her head. And it made her happy, so I couldn't say no.

"Ok deal" I said wrapping my arm around her waist and walking with her back to the set where everyone was at. Chris and Anthony walk over to me once Y/N walked over to go talk to Kevin and Robert.

"What's got you so excited Winter Boo Bear?" Chris knows I hate that nickname, but I let it slide.

"Well I'm going up to NY for the weekend to see my family, AND Y/N may or may not have agreed to come with me." I said proudly.

"That's awesome man. So is this gonna be the time to tell her?" Anthony asks me smirking. It was bout time I did this.

"Yep, no more being scared, I'm telling her."

"Its about time" they both said simultaneously as we went back to filming. This was gonna be the weekend that I got my dream girl, and nothing could stop me.

A/N: I really hope you like this chapter. It took me a long time to write, and I’m really proud of how this series is coming along. I’m putting all my time in effort into this series for all of you! I really appreciate all the love and support you guys are showing me. It’s truly means so much!💛

#sebastian stan #sebastian stan imagine #sebastian stan fluff #sebastian stan fic #sebastian stan x reader #chris evans #anthony mackie #elizabeth olsen #marvel #infinity war #captian america #civil war #bucky barnes #bucky barns imagine #bucky x reader #new series #If Only You Knew

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fatrainbowmermaidunicorn · 6 years

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Love Story (Seokjin x You ONESHOT)

A/N: My first ever Jin fic! Taylor’s song is a;ways fun to based on since it always have some sort of a story to it. hehe.I wrote this story based on a modern setting, but I still hope you will enjoy it <3

MASTERLIST

We were both young when I first saw you I close my eyes and the flashback starts I'm standing there on a balcony in summer air

Y/N closes her eyes as she inhales the breeze that sweeps her hair as she stands on the balcony of her home. A smile grazed her lips as she remembered that she would never thought she would feel this happy, this contented after feeling lonely and empty her whole life.

And its all thanks to this one man.

She looked over her shoulders to see the figure of the man she loves so much, her heart could burst just from thinking about him, currently soundly asleep on the bed and her mind takes her back to when everything begin.

To when their love story begins.

See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns See you make your way through the crowd

Y/N was just a bored teenage heiress back then, on the borderline of turning into an adult, something she absolutely cant wait to be. Dont get her wrong. Her life is perfect. Well, as perfect as the world of a lonely heiress could be. She was the sole heiress of her family's empire, she obviously have the wealth, blessed with amazingly good looks, brains and everything she can ever asks for. She lives a live of a princess, but as all princess usually are, they are overprotected. Her every move is always being watched, not just by her parents, but by everybody. She cant do no wrong. She cant just simply befriend anybody she likes, her parents must approved of their standard first; are they a daughter or son of another empire? Who are their parents? What kind of person are they? Which resulted with Y/N only having two close friends who are also in the same position as her, an heiress. But the difference between them and her, they have older siblings to take off the pressure of becoming the next heir in line, giving them the freedom to do whatever they want. Also just like a princess, Y/N surely as hell is not allowed to fall in love with just simply anybody. Her parents will freaked out if she ended up with some burnout who is not in line for his own empire. So Y/N decided there's no point of finding love when she will end up marrying one of the snobbish heir in an arranged marriage anyway.

As usual, Y/N is currently sitting at yet another front row of a packed stadium of some artist that she dont even know, which she is once again dragged to attend by her friends. Being a well known socialite, its something normal for them to attaend these kinds of events on almost every night as part of the VVIP guests, the organizers hoping to create some sort of a good connection with these empires. But partying almost every night has taken its toll and Y/N sat in her seat, playing with her phone, bored, while waiting for the show to finally start. Her friends chattering away, excited for the concert by her side, already used to her brooding ways. Y/N finally locked her phone and tossed it in her bag when the lights finally went off and the crowd of screaming girls starts to go wild, indicating the show is finally starting.

Y/N adjusted herself in her seat and try to enjoy the next two hours of the concert, might as well when she's already here. She expected to see the usual performance, band members dancing and singing to song that she cant relate at all, but she was taken by surprised to see instead seven most handsome man she has ever laid her eyes on, with voices and dance moves that she has never seen before.

But one of the members caught her eyes the most and she cant help but to stare at that particular man as he dances and sings.

He's so handsome.

To her surprised, the man that she has been oogling suddenly look her way and out of the thousand girls in the crowd, he gave a smile just for her and winked. Y/N placed her hand over her chest, trying to calm down her racing heart. The rest of the concert went by quickly, with Y/N solely focusing on him and him giving her the occasional glance and smile as he tries to concentrate in his performance for the rest of the concert.

Y/N is more than ready to go home and sleep once the concert ended, wanting nothing more than to forget the attraction she felt. What's the point anyway. He's an idol. Someone her parents would never approved, and idols are just Romeos and players anyway, and she got no time for that. But of course things isnt going her way when her friends dragged her to the after party.

"Where are we going? You promised I only have to attend the concert! Can I just please go home?" She grumbled as she's being dragged left and right to a huge club nearby. Her friends rolled their eyes to her protests.

"I swear Y/N. If I dont know you since birth, I would have thought that you are some 80 year old grandma and not some 19 year old teenager! Chill out and loosen up a little. We are going to the after party!" Her friend excitedly tells her. "Just for a while okay?"

"Urghh, fine! See, this is proof of how much I love you! You can never say otherwise!"

"I know babe. Thats why I love you too," Yumi kisses her cheek and continue to dragged her along.

And say hello Little did I know That you were Romeo

"Hello, I'm Seokjin, but you can call me Jin," the man that she has been staring at for the last two hours during the concert is now standing right in front of her, flashing her his eye blinding smile, introducing himself. Y/N stared at him as she silently continue to drink her juice through her straw.

God, he's even more handsome up close.

"Hi Jin," Y/N replied before turning around to walk away from him but he grabbed her arms. Y/N was surprised by his actions and looked down at where he had gripped her arms, making Jin immediately let go of her.

"Uh.. sorry. I didnt mean to be rude, but I didnt catch your name?" Y/N can hear the nervousness in the once confident man.

"That's because I didnt tell you,"

"Well, can you tell me then?"

"Why should I?"

"Because I like you," Jin's blunt answer surprised her. Never have she met anyone this direct about his feelings towards her before.

"How can you? You dont even know me, dont you?" She questioned, eyebrows raised.

"That's why I would like to," Jin smile. "I mean, I can see that you atleast like my performance. So even if you ended up not liking me personally, you will atleast like me as a performer," he reasoned.

"How are you so sure that I'm looking at you? I might be looking at.... that guy," Y/N points to another one of his band members who is sitting quietly at the corner of the club. Jin laughs. The sound of his laughs is so cheerful it makes Y/N smile.

"Him? Jungkook? Oh come on. He's like a little fetus! Its not possible for you to look at him when you have a real man right here!" He grins.

"Havent you considered that maybe its you that are too old? Besides, he's sexy when he dance that hip thrust cheography you guys had," Y/N answered back. Jin almost got offended and actually believes she might be attracted in Jungkook instead but smile when he notice the teasing smile and the toned of her voice.

"Nahh. My age is just right. And plus, I'm worldwide handsome. There is no way you are looking at someone else other than me," he winked, making Y/N laughs out loud. "So what do you say? Can I get that name and the chance to get to know you better?"

Y/N contemplated for a while. Should she? She have to admit, she is very very attracted to this man. His sense of humour, his confidence, the fact that he likes her before even knowing about her family background, the fact he wanted to get to know her better instead of just wanting to get in her pants. Should she?

Y/N knows its no used. Their relationship is never going to go anywhere. But she really really wants to get to know this Seokjin too. And with a huge smile she finally answers,

"Yeah, sure. I would love that. I'm Y/N. Its nice to meet you Seokjin,"

You were throwing pebbles And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet"

Y/N's relationship with Seokjin grew too fast too soon, and the moment they exchanged their numbers that night, their feelings for each other started to grow too. Before long, Jin is already declaring his love for her, taking Y/N by surprised, but of course, is recriprocated. Finally knowing who Y/N really is and understanding where her parents stand about their relationship, the two of them tried their best to keep their relationship a secret. They even went as far as Jin throwing pebbles up to Y/N's windows during some nights, sneaking in to spend the night talking with her or to help her jumped out so they can run the town for the night.

Y/N felt like a princess. Hidden in a protected tower with her prince coming every night to actually save her, to take her to see the world she was so hidden from.

But how can a princess who has eyes watching her every move is able to keep a secret this big for long?

Y/N came back from class one day only to be greeted with her parents waiting for her in the great hall, serious looks on her face. But what is more surprising is the man sitting opposite of them from the couch is none other than Kim Seokjin, who gave her a small smile once he saw her enters.

"Jin? What are you doing here?" She asks nervously and turned to her parents once she received no answer. "Mom? Dad?"

"Well, atleast you dont play dumb and pretend that you dont know him," her father breaks the tension. Y/N walks over to Jin and held his hand, making both her parents looks at her with a warning.

"Why should I? You probably already know anyway. I love him," she takes a stand, openly defying her parents.

"Y/N, this is unacceptable! How can you date someone like... him behind our backs!" Her father raised his voice, not believing his daughter bold answer. When did she learn how to defy them?

"What do you mean Dad? What do you mean by someone like him?" Y/N growled. How dare her father insulted the only man that actually cares for her. Oh, she knows exactly what her father meant but the way he said it just makes her wants to riled him up even more.

"Y/N... its okay," Jin tried to calm her down by her side.

"No its not Jin. How can he talk about you like that? You are the only man in my lonely life that truly cares about me. That really sees me for me, not as some prize," Y/N insisted as she held Jin's hand tighter, turning to face him with anger in her eyes.

"That's enough Y/N," her mother finally speaks up. Her mother never say much during times like this, but when she did, Y/N knows she meant it. "And you," her father turned to face Jin with rage in my eyes. "I think I have told you multiple times to stay away from my daughter! Why are you still here?"

Her father's statement shocked Y/N to to the core. Multiple times? Have they met each other before? How long exactly has her father known about them?

"Wait..m..multiple times?" Y/N shifed her gaze back and forth from her father to Jin. Her father only looks back with fire in his eyes as Jin lowered his eyes, not wanting to catch Y/N's. "Jin?"

"Your.. your father has send his men a few times to see me before Y/N. To ask me to stop seeing you. He offered to pay me off at first, but I didnt accept it. I love you too much for that," Jin explained quietly. Y/N's mouth opened in shocked. She would never imagined her father would stooped that low just to ensure that she is married off to some wealthy family. Doesnt he care about her happiness at all? Cant he see how happy Jin is making her?

"Dad, how could you?!" Tears starts to pricked her eyes as she tried to blink them back, but to no avail. Her heart hurts too much to think that her own father would do this. Her father steps closer to her and kneeled down to her level.

"Y/N, please trust me. I did what I have to do to ensure you get what's best for you sweetheart," he glanced at Jin. "And he is not it. You might think that you love him now but it will all pass. Celebrities like him will only play you honey. They will leave you the moment something better came around," he continued as he glared towards Jin who has now stood up, gritting his teeth.

"No, we love each other Dad," Y/N shakes her head.

"I dont mean to be rude Sir, but I think you underestimate the love I felt for your daughter," Jin finally take a stand. How can he just stand by when her father just accused him of not loving Y/N as much as he did? To that Y/N's mother stood up and walked towards them with a purpose, rolling her eyes.

"Listen here young man. I know boys like you. You are well known and good looking, and dating Y/N is only a challenge for you. To date the princess that nobody can get. Isnt that right? You will get bored of her once you get your fill!"

"Excuse me Ma'am, but you dont know me!" Jin grabbef Y/N's hand and held it tight, much to her parent's displeasure. "I'm not like that. I truly love your daughter," he turns to Y/N. "Baby, please believe me. I love you. I love eveything about you and nothing is going to change that. Not even this," Jin gave her a small smile. Y/N tighten her the grip of her hand that is holding his and smile back. Looking at Jin now, she believes that they will get through everything.

Y/N's mother scoffed at the affection displayed in front of her. "Ah stupid young love. So refreshing," she mocked. "Lets see if you are still going to stand by her side if it will ruined your beloved... what is it called again? Bangtan?"

"What?" Jin's head turned so fast the moment he heard his group's name. They can do anything to him and he is willing to take it, but whay is he supposed to do if they are involving the rest of the boys? Bangtan means everything to him. They are his family. They had gone so much together. He would never let his brothers get hurt because of him.

"Im giving you a chance now Seokjin. Leave Y/N and I will make sure your Bangtan Boys will continue to succeed. But... if you still choose to stay with your foolish feelings, then I have no choice but to make some calls and by day break tomorrow, everything you and your little friends has worked for all these years will be gone. Bangtan will no longer be accepted in industry nor will any of you will be able to start anew. I'll make sure of it," the elder woman smile in flourish, flashing such an evil smile.

"Mother, please no!" Y/N is full on crying now. She knows what her family is capable of doing. Even with a single flick, a life can be ruined. And she also know how much Bangtan means to Jin. He talks about them often, how he loves each and everyvone of them like his own little brother. Tbere is no way they are going to win this war.

Her mother ignored her daughter's plea, keeping her ice cold stare on Jin. "Make a decision Seokjin. And you better make a wise one," she smirked. Seokjin closes his eyes and inhale. He has never encountered someone so evil before. How can he choose from the two most important thing in his life? He turned to Y/N and see her crying uncontrollably, and in that moment he realizes that Y/N knows him well enough to already know what's he's decision going to be. A decision that will ultimately breaks her heart.

"Y/N..."

"No!" She ran out from the great hall and Jin followed after her instantly, only to found her sitting and crying on the large staircase in the middle of the mansion.

And I was crying on the staircase Begging you, please, don't go And I said, "Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone I'll be waiting, all that's left to do is run You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess

Looking at the love of his life sobbing her heart out, face wet with tears and shoulders shaking breaks Jin's heart into pieces, but he know he have to do what needs to be done. He cant be selfish. He wont let his brothers suffer just because he wants to keep Y/N in his life, and her parents left her with no other choice. Why does with all the woman in the world, he has to fall in love with someone he cant have?

Jin sat down beside her on the staircase, taking her hand.

"Y/N..."

"Please dont leave me Jin..." Y/N begged through her tears, her voice sounded so broken it tore into Jin's heart, making his own eyes start to water.

"Y/N... I'm sorry. Im really really sorry," he sniffled. "But I have to,"

"Please Jin. I cant live without you. I just cant," Y/N starts to choke in her tears that just seems to increased.

"Baby... I'm so so sorry. But I cant do that to them,"

"How about me? How am I supposed to live without you? Why are you leaving me here? Caged in this prison?" She wailed, her heart breaking even further by the second.

"I'm.. I'm sorry baby,"

"Take me with you," her eyes wide as she makes the request, hands holding each other tight, heart filled with hope.

"Wh..what?"

"Take me with you Jin. I will follow you. Take me away from here. Take me away so we can be alone, happy together. Please Jin," she plead. Jin almost give in to her request. Spending a lifetime with her without her parents interference sounds heavenly to him. But he cant be selfish. If he do that now, he will just be ruining her life. She needs her parents' support one way or another. She might not see it now but Jin knows she will regret it in the future if he tske her away from them. He needs to stay strong. He needs to be the rock in their fragile relationship.

"Baby, you know you cant. I cant,"

"Jin..." Jin cupped her face, wet eyes staring into another.

"I'll come back for you one day Y/N. Wait for me. I swear to you that I will come back for you. You are my princess and we will have our fairytale ending Y/N. I love you so much," he leaned in and gave her one last long kiss before standing up and exited the mansion, leaving Y/N as a crying mess alone on the staircase.

So I sneak out to the garden to see you We keep quiet 'cause we're dead if they knew So close your eyes, escape this town for a little while

True to his word, Jin didnt contact Y/N again after that day, making her parents very satisfied and somewhat surprised that the young man actually kept his promise. Looks like using Bangtan really does the trick. Although heartbroken, Y/N held on to Jin's last words to her, that he will come back. She didnt know if it means a year or a thousand years from now, but for Jin, she's willing to wait forever.

Her parents, on the other hands, takes Jin's silenced as a sign that they were right. As days passes by, they keep on reminding Y/N that Jin's love for her is not real, and it can simply be overshadowed by his love for his career. But Y/N knew better. She believes in Jin. She believes in the love that shone from his eyes when he look at her.

On one of the days that she misses him too much, Yumi, a sneaky little friend that she is, cooked up a plan to sneaked the two of them out to a see Jin as Bangtan is having a small concert, a collaboration with other artists on one cold night.

"You can just say you went for the other band if your parents find out," Yumi reasoned as she coaxed Y/N to go through with her plans. Its not that Y/N didnt want to see Jin. She almost died from missing him so much, she really wants to see him again, but she is afraid of the consequences of her actions would bring to Jin and his members.

"First of all, its not if Yumi. They will find out. Second," Y/N held out a second finger. "Do you think they are stupid? Of course they would know I went there to see Jin!"

"Yeah. But you parents says you cant date him. They didnt say you cant go to their concert! Afterall, your parents loves it when you are out socialising with other chaebols!" Y/N ponders on Yumi's reasoning. She got a point. Her parents might be the definition of evil, but they react with facts and common sense. As long as she went to the concert as a fan and not as a date, her parents cant stop her from going. Afterall, Yumi is right. They love it when she mingles with other heirs.

"Okay, I'm in," Y/N declared as Yumi clapped her hands in glee.

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"Y/N? Wh.. what are you doing here?" Jin was startled when he entered the waiting room when the staff told him someone is waiting for him there after the show to see the face he missed the most sitting there, patiently waiting for him. She smile at him and Jin almost stopped breathing at her beauty.

"I wanted to see you," she stood up and without warning engulfed Jin in a tight embraced and captured his lips with her. After he recovered his initial shock, he immediately closes his eyes and kisses her back, pouring all the longing he felt all this while for her. After they broke the kiss, Y/N grinned at him.

"I miss you," she whispered.

"I miss you more. You have no idea baby," Jin whispered back as he continue to kiss all over face and her neck, taking in her scent. Y/N took his hand and lead him outside, to a more dark and hidden garden.

"Come with me. But we have to be quiet. I dont know who's watching me. And we are dead if they find us," despite the warning, Y/N still flashed him a smile so beautiful, making his heart soared like crazy.

God, he miss her. He miss her so much.

They finally lay down on the green grass, staring at the stars, hands never leaving each other.

"How much time do we have?" Jin softly asked. He wished they have forever. Just to stay like this. Just to enjoy the sound of each other's breathing.

"Not much..." Y/N replied sadly. "But close your eyes Jinnie. Lets just pretend that its just you and me here. Lets pretend that we are not here but in our own world," Jin can hear the smile in her voice as he smile back. Maybe he will. Just this once, he will let himself imagined that they are living in a world where they can be together. Just this once, he will escape this cruel world.

Romeo save me, they're trying to tell me how to feel This love is difficult, but it's real Don't be afraid, we'll make it out of this mess

After just enjoying each other's presence in a comfortable silence, Y/N speaks up.

"You know... they are trying to convinced me that you really left me. That you never really loved me at all," she said quietly. Jin immediately raised himself on his elbows and turned to looked at Y/N.

"Do you believe them?"

Y/N took a moment to reply, making Jin anxious. Did he made a mistake? Did he make Y/N not trust him anymore?

"I almost did... but then I remembered our time together. And I know you cant possibly fake the love I felt from you," she turned her head towards him and smile. Jin exhale in relief.

"I love you Y/N. There was not a second goes by when I'm not with you that I didnt think about how to come back to you," he traced the outline of her beautiful face and run his thumb on her lips. "I know its difficult right now. I know you cant truly see how much you mean to me, but trust me, what I felt for you is real. I fell in love with you the moment I saw you that night and my feelings never ceased. You are the greatest thing that could ever happen to me Y/N," Y/N didnt say anything to Jin's heartfelt confession, instead she leaned in and pulled him for a kiss. They only broke the kiss when they are finally desperate for air and Jin turned his gazed towards her eyes. "Sometimes I'm afraid that you will finally get tired of fighting for us, for me and give up. Because I know you deserve better than this. Better than me," Jin confessed in a quiet voice, a confession that Y/N didnt expect. She never knew Jin felt that way when all along she always thought she was the one who didnt deserve someone as perfect as him.

"Dont be afraid Jinnie. I will love you forever. We will make it through. We will get through this mess and live happily together one day," she smile at him, calming his anxious heart. "Till then, remember that you are my prince and I will always be your princess,"

The moment was broken when Yumi texted Y/N, telling her its finally time to leave. With heavy heart they made it back to the waiting room where Jin gave her one last long kiss.

"Wait for me Y/N. It wont be long now. I will come for you. I swear I will come for you. I love you princess," was the last words he said before they untangled their fingers within each other grasps and Y/N ran back to where Yumi is waiting.

I got tired of waiting Wondering if you were ever coming around My faith in you was fading

Jin and his members went on tour not long after that, making Y/N miss him even more. What's worse is that he never seems to call or text her at all, or even replied one of hers. Yes, maybe Jin is afraid of the consequences if her parents found out, but dont he miss her at all?

Is all his promises of love just a blatant lie?

Y/N hearts ached everytime he saw the news and it shows some interviews of Jin and his group members, laughing and making jokes. He looks happy and well, the total opposite of what Y/N is feeling. She reached for the remote and clicked the off button, no longer wanting to see the face she misses so much looking happy and completely fine without her.

Has he given up on her?

Did Jin forget about her?

Is he ever going to come back for her?

Y/N closes her eyes and her tears trickled down her face, and this time she let it flow, no longer bothering to hide how broken she's feeling. She took out her phone and with the last of her strength, she send Jin one last text.

I still love you Jin. But how about you?

Jin sighed as he read the text that he just received. He wanted nothing more than to reply to her text and tell her that he loves her more than anything. That he buried himself in his dance and music just so he can try to stop thinking about her, which of course, never works.

Jin knows Y/N's faith in him is fading, but this is the deal he has made to win his love back. Hidden from Y/N's knowledge, Jin has met up with her father one last time before he went off for tour after discussing the issue with the boys. Supportive as they are, the boys convinced Jin that they believed in their teamwork and effort and no one could bring them down if their fans still believes in them. Even if Y/N's parents decide to bring them down, they will rise again from the ashes. They are sure of it. They told him to go ahead and fight for his love. Surprised by his determination and confidence, to still fight for his daughter even after threatening him with the biggest threat they could muster, Y/N's father finally decides to give Jin one final test before he can be deem good enough for his daughter. He was not to contact Y/N for the duration of 6 months, which is the length of his tour, and if by the time he came back the two is still sure about their feelings, then Y/N's father will give his permission for Jin to finally marry his daughter if he chose to do so.

Y/N's father is convinced that their young love wont last that long. Jin will get bored and find someone else during their tour, especially when he is always surrounded by beautiful girls throwing themselves at him, and Y/N... well, he has no other choice but to make his daughter learn the hard way, that modern days Romeo are more dangerous and is out to break your heart into pieces in a blink of an eye.

Little did he know how wrong he was. How Jin is counting every single second that passes by for him to go back into Y/N's arms again.

Please wait for me baby. Just a little bit more.

"Romeo save me, I've been feeling so alone I keep waiting for you but you never come Is this in my head? I don't know what to think"

Y/N sat crossed leg on the sand as she watches the waves crashes the shore. She has finally given up. It has been six months and she didnt hear anything from Jin. She is sure that he has move on by now. She sat as her tears once again flow as the happy memories spend with Jin at this very beach during the early stage of their relationship came back to her.

There is no point remembering someone that doesnt remember you.

As she blinked back the tears, promising that this is the last time she would cry for him, she felt a someone standing behind her. Afraid, she turned around cautiously only to see Jin's broad figure sheilding her from the sun, smiling down at her, giving her his hand to help her up on her feet. Y/N blinked a few times, not sure if its really him or is she finally hallucinating from missing him too much as she reached up to him.

"Are... are you really here?" Jin laughs at her adorable question.

"Yes Y/N. Its me. Im back. Im really here," he said as he grabbed her hands and placed it on his broad chest, making Y/N feel his thumping heart. Y/N couldnt help but let her tears fall once again when she saw the face she love and miss so much. Too much.

"Where have you been?" She sobbed and hit his chest. "Why do you leave me with not even a single word?"

Jin grabbed her tiny hands to stopped her from hitting him.

"Im sorry baby,"

"I dont forgive you!" She yelled between her sobs, making Jin smile at how adorable she is. "I have been feeling so alone. Where have you been," she sobbed again, more like a statement rather than a question. "I keep waiting for you to reply. To say something, anything to show that you still want me, still love me. But you didnt say anything!" Y/N is now full on sobbing and Jin pulled her in his embraced. One day he's going to explain to her why he did what he did, but not today. Today, he has something more important to do.

"Is it just me? Am I only imagining your love for me? Is it in my head? Did you not love me anymore?" Y/N continued to wailed when Jin didnt say anything, tiny hands keeps hitting his chest again.

He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring and said Marry me, Juliet, you'll never have to be alone I love you and that's all I really know I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress

Without saying a word, Jin knelt down on the sandy beach, holding Y/N's hand.

"Baby, princess, Y/N..." he calls out softly, making Y/N stopped her sobbing and looked at him with wide eyes. "One day I will answer all your questions. Every single one of them, but not today, not right now" he smile, making her confused.

"Today I want to tell you how you make me feel. How your beauty never ceased to amazed me. How you own my heart since the moment you catch my eye from the thousand other people in the crowd, from the way you make me laugh that makes my heart beats faster, how you always make me want to be a better person, how you always make me feel loved. Y/N, I love you so much that I dont think even the word love is enough to describe my feelings for you. I will fight for you forever. I will do anything to be yours," he finally take out a diamond ring from his pocket and presented it to her, making Y/N gasps.

"I want to love you forever, but for now, I will just start with today. Y/N, will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?"

"Oh Jinnie," Y/N's grinned is so big it stretched across her face as tears are cascading fiercely down her face. But this time, its tears of happiness for sure.

"I had a deal with you father Y/N, and he finally approved of us," he finally explained softly. Y/N was surprised to say the least.

"You... you really did that for me?"

"I told you I would do anything for you. And I mean it baby. I love you. I love you so much, I dont think I know how to do anything else Y/N," he smile so wide at her, hands still grasping hers.

"So baby, will you just say yes already?"

Y/N laughs and sniffled her tears away.

"Yes Kim Seokjin, yes!"

'Cause we were both young when I first saw you.

Y/N smile at the memory as she felt a pair of hands hugging her waist from behind, kissing her neck.

"What is my beautiful wife thinking about?"

"I was thinking about our younger days. How we first met. And what we've been through to be this happy. Our own love story," Y/N tilted her head to give her husband a peck.

"Ah the good times," Jin grins as he kiss the top of her head.

"Of all the amazing love story out there, I still love our story the most," Jin turns her around, still keepinf his arms around her waist, to face him as he continues to give her pecks on the forehead.

"Well, why dont we continue to write our story then? I think Seokmin needs a new baby sister," he winks and laughs when Y/N's face turns red with embarassament, slapping him in the arms. "My amazing, adorable wife. I love you so much Y/N. You are really the greatest love story to me,"

Y/N looks up to her beloved husband and kiss him. "I love you too Kim Seokjin, you will always be my favorite love story,"

A/N: As ususal, if you like it keep more requests coming in guys <3

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Monster Christmas PT2 (Monster Roommate AU)

Ice skating Penny! I’ve been so excited to post this guys you have no idea. He’s basically Bambi during that winter scene but a giant killer monster trying to hunt. Its so pure. Also two monsters having a bloodly snow ball fight and making horrible macabre jokes like two giant NERDS. I love them they’re OTP.

Monster Christmas Part 2

Pennywise the Figure Skating Clown

“Oh there you two are I was about to come look for you but I got caught up having a lovely conversation with your Uncle Bob! He's going to show me around town tomorrow so you two can go to work!” Leech’s mom smiled happily at them. She really was the cutest mom.

“Yeah we ran into him on the way back from our um… smoke break…” Leech pulled at the bottom of her dress.

“Ugh Lucy darling you know I detest that habit of yours.”

“Its a hard habit to quit.” Robert gave her a wicked grin and she elbowed him hard.

“‘I’m calling a cab. Well drop you off at the hotel mom we’re uh we’re going to…”

“Grab a drink?”

“Oh look at you two! Finishing each others sentences! So adorable!”

The two monsters both blushed. “Mom! D-dont”

“Well you have to come up to my room I brought my home made lemon cookies the ones you loved when you were a kid!”

Leech whined realizing she cant indulge in her favorite treat. “We’ll take them to go.” Gray smiled

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“Wull eh offishully loff your mofer” Robert popped the last of an entire box of cookies into his mouth.

“You're just saying that because she fed you”

“You never feed me!”

“I bring you snacks all the time”

“Yeah as bribes!! And then its “Penny don't eat Randy he tips well. Pen will you help me make food I can’t even eat for some dumb holiday that worships a bird. Oh Penny never mind eat Randy for me he's tipping Sandy more. You were perfectly capable of eating Randy yourself you know!”

“The “Randy incident” does not need to be brought back up” she growled shuffling her feet in the snow.

“Do you know what he was afraid of?!”

“Are we really doing this?”

“VAMPIRES LEECH! I literally just turned into you!”

She paused and turned to him.

“Wait why me specifically?”

“I don’t know….. maybe I like the way you look when you get, as you say, hangry”

“Aww really?!” her face lit up like a christmas tree.

“Yeah yeah enjoy the compliment……lazy bloodsucker…”

“Awwww Penny” she stopped and hugged him tight. Robert rolled his eyes and pulled her into him.

“Don’t let it go to your head.” he smiled into her wig

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He brought her to the town square and paused to look at the giant tree in the center. They saw other couples drifting around the ice rink together, blissfully unaware of the monsters watching them.

“You know, I bet you'd be killer at ice skating.” Leech gave him a sly grin

“Why’s that?”

“Its like dancing but on blades.”

“Go on…”

“Not the kind you're thinking of….. but I suppose you could kill someone with them if you got creative…”

“Hmmm… we should try it.”

“Ice skating or murder with ice skates?”

“Both!”

“Yeah because that would go over so well.”

“Fine! We’ll just do the boring part” he grabbed her hand and rushed to get in line.

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“Ok so I haven't actually done this in years. Last time I did was with Adam and I nearly broke my leg…”

Robert growled at the mention of her ex. Leech gave his arm a shove “Oh stop you got to rip him apart be happy. If it makes you feel any better I'm already having a way… better.. time….” they both paused to watch a beautiful young girl drift by with hunger.

“Dibs! I call dibs!” she elbowed him.

“You already ate tonight!” he hissed “You know I’ll just take it from you anyway.”

“That’s not how dibs works”

“As if I care. Alright lets make it a game then, who ever lures her first wins.”

“You are so on.” the nosferatu licked her lips and grinned.

“Um sir I don’t think we carry your size skate…” the attendant pointed at the disguised clowns massive feet. Leech snorted and Robert gave her a shove.

“Its ok I brought my own” he smiled

“Hey! Hey Rob! Robert! Brobert!” she elbowed him over and over till he turned to look at her.

“What!?”

“You wanna know why people are terrified of clowns?”

“I’m going to regret this aren't I?” he sighed “Fine, why?”

“The bigger the feet, the bigger the dick!” she snorted again and banged on the railing.

“Did you- did you just compliment my dick size?” his face became slightly pink

Leech wheezed at her own terrible dick joke. “Hey, I aint wrong big boy!” she gave him a flirty wink Robert turned bright red in embarrassment. “I cant take you anywhere.” he grumbled.

They sat down and Gray materialized skates onto his feet. Leech snickered as she laced hers up.

“What?” he glared.

“You're so going to fall on your ass.”

“Am not!”

“Have you ever skated before?”

“How hard can it be” she saw him put weight on the blades under his feet and watched as his knee wiggled off balance.

“I'm going to totally win”

Robert stood up attempting to intimidate her only to wobble and catch himself on a ledge. Leech snorted with laughter.

“D-dont laugh at me!”

“Oh my god you're like a baby deer trying to stand!”

“S-stop I am the alpha predator! AAHH” he fell to the side and opened his legs wide to stabilize himself.

“This is golden and we’re not even on the ice yet!”

She left him to go skate around on her own. He sneered and giggled when Leech wobbled a bit as well but as soon as she got the hang of it she was gliding around with ease. “You coming Bambi?”

“Why are you calling me that? Don't call me that.”

“Because I know you’re going to spend half the time trying to stand the fuck back up.”

He growled and attempted to enter the ice rink watching the girl they were both competing to lure. He instantly slid sideways and latched onto the wall in embarrassment hearing an all too familiar cackle from behind him. “How are you so good at standing on ice! Tell me!” he snarled

“Good? me? Pleeeaase they always picked me last for hockey when I was a kid.” she frowned at the memory and sighed. “Come here ruffles I’ll help you.” The vampire drifted over to the wall and hoisted him to his feet. “Hang on to the ledge for a bit and watch my feet.” she showed him the way to push forward and he watched her movements. “Go slow. I know how you like to rush things” Robert nodded and copied her with eyes trained on those pretty little legs. She turned around so she was skating backwards and started showing off “Not too bad! Still awkward as hell though!” Leech teased, suddenly she fell back when she hit the wall and Gray unable to stop crashed on top of her. They both looked at the compromising position they were in and Leech let a slight blush creep onto her face before they both burst out laughing. “Oh god we’re terrible at this!” she wheezed “I bet that chick is laughing her ass off at us” Gray’s laughter died down and he lovingly placed his hand on her rib cage. The young vampire’s lips parted and her breathing deepened. Everything around them seemed to just melt away.

“It seems like I'm ill equipped to hunt in winter.” he chuckled. “I’ll need to practice”

“You accidentally caught me though, that good enough?” she gripped his coat and pulled him closer.

“Mmm I’d say its better” his eyes changed color as he leaned into her, his cold hand cupping her cheek. Leech closed her eyes and craned her neck to meet him their lips inches away from one another until they were interrupted by an angry female voice. “Hey Romeo and Juliet! Get up or get a room I'm working on my routine here” they both turned to find the girl they were trying to hunt standing over them with her hands on her hips. Robert gave Leech a sly grin. “Time for you to lose little hunter!” he hissed “How rude of us to get in your way miss! My apologies!” he turned and attempted to hoist himself up the girls eyes grew wide when she saw the handsome man before her leaning on the wall for support. “Say I'm quite bad at this and you seem to have great skill care to help?” his eyes flashed hungry yellow. “Wh-what about your girlfriend?”

“What girlfriend?” he grinned making the memory of Leech and him disappear from the girls mind. His victim smiled and beckoned him to follow her.

“Oh you dick!” Leech growled “PLAY FAIR ASSHOLE”

“Like you were ever going to play fair in the first place darling.” he smirked awkwardly pushing himself along the wall away with her target.

“Ok you may have a point…but still!” she snarled and stood up fine if he wanted to play dirty she’d be more than happy to get dirty. Leech buttoned her coat up tighter and scraped the ice with the blade of her skates making a pile of white powder. She grinned and looked over at Robert who was leading the girl to an exit his eyes glowing bright like candles. The vampire stood up and skated over to him as fast as she could manage she skidded her skates so a spray of powder hit him on the back. She heard the disguised clown snarl and turn, thats when Leech nailed him with a ball of ice on the side of the head. “YOU LITTLE BRAT!” he roared and the vampire howled with laughter. Robert scooped up some of the ice shavings around him and lobbed a giant ice ball at Leech’s face. He grinned triumphantly while the vampire shook the ice out of her wig.

“Um hello?” the girl asked as the two disguised monsters glared at each other.

“Not now Ashley” Gray snarled preparing to wipe the sly smirk off his lovers face.

“H-how did you know my name?”

He paused and looked over to his victim. “You must of mentioned it on the way over here or something.”

Robert turned back to Leech but she was gone, vanished into the other skaters.

He grumbled something to himself and pushed his victim away from the crowd “Hey careful! I’m a finalist in the skating competition!”

“You think I care?” Robert arched his brow and pulled her behind a store where he backed her into a corner.

“Oh mister you’re too rough~”

“You have no idea” his eyes began to shine.

“I bet you like it rough too.” the girl grabbed at his belt buckle. Robert raised his brow unamused. He was about to mock her when he heard a familiar hissing from above him, his golden eyes trailed up long black gnarled claws till they locked onto two terrifying orbs of moonlight. They watched each other with intensity as the girl fumbled with his belt. He knew she was getting jealous and seeing his vampire get so worked up made his eyes shine even more. Robert gave Leech a victory smirk and a white gloved hand grabbed the girl by the throat. He began to squeeze the life out of the poor girl while practically eye fucking the vampire watching from above. Ashley screamed and his other hand covered her mouth. “That wont do you any good little miss Muffet. No one can hear you right now” his disguise melted away into the clown she screamed again “That was your favorite rhyme when you were little wasn't it? Little miss Muffet sat on her tuffet, eating her curds and way! hahahahaha!” he sang in a demented voice as horrible black claws creeped down the side of the building and a low churr filled the air. The clown removed his gloved hand from her mouth Ashley was hyperventilating now and tears streamed down her face. A new sickening voice whispered in her ear dripping with venom “then along came a spider who sat down beside her” The poor girl turned and was met with the face of skeletal bat like creature. The beast opened her fang filed mouth to let a long raspberry colored tongue drag along the girls face. Pennywise purred with delight. “And frightened miss Muffet away.” He sang his is mouth opened up and thousands of black spiders poured out of it onto his victims face and chest. The girl let out a primal screech of sheer terror.

The spiders on her vanished into shadowy smoke. Pennywise charged forward and ripped at the girls body creating a hole so big it nearly tore her in half. Leech sat on her wall and watched the life fade from her eyes as blood fell turning the white snow beneath them red.

“Sometimes I forget how dangerous you can be” she mused while she observed him rip the body into pieces tossing some in a pile to save for later. Penny looked up from his meal and grunted in approval. The vampire crawled off the wall and sneered at the corpse.

“You got jealous didn't you” the clown grinned face covered in gore.

“Shut up you won the game don't rub it in.”

“Aww my little hunter is a sore loser!”

“I just didn't like the way she touched you” Leech grumbled.

Pennywise chuckled a bit digging in the torso of his victim till he found what he was looking for. “I got something that will make you feel better!”

“What?”

He held out the humans heart in one large gloved hand dramatically dropping on one knee mocking a human proposal “Take my heart love!” he let out a burst of laughter at his macabre joke. Leech snorted and put her hands on her knees gasping for air while the two of them had a giggle fit over the warm mangled corpse. “You fucking nerd” she scooped up some blood stained snow and threw it at him. It hit Penny in the chest and the clown growled. “Oh naughty naughty little hunter! Now you've really done it!” he grabbed a much bigger snow ball and lobbed it at her laughing when the force of it nearly knocked her down. The vampire hissed and threw one of her own hitting the clown between the eyes. He shook the snow off his face while his ruffles jingled like sleigh bells in the night.

Leech walked over to him and picked up a strip of meat from the carcass. “May I?”

“Hmm you may. You might be earning it in a bit though.” Pennywise grinned wickedly.

“Thats a win-win for me.” the vampire rolled out her tongue and sucked the flesh, making sure the clown could see. he huffed “Dirty little thing, trying to tease Ol’ Pennywise”

“You already teased me plenty in that other alleyway.” she said mouth full of meat.

“I never planned on stopping.” he grumbled, turning to the corpse

She finished her last bite and silently stalked over to him her footsteps light and soundless like an owl’s wings. She tried to creep behind him but the clowns eyes were already shining gold in the night. When her arms snaked around his torso he switched their locations suddenly they were in the sewer and Leech had fallen off of him with a thud the corpse from their dessert landing next to her.

“Ow hey Pen!”

“Look who's falling on their ass now!” he laughed at her. “Shoulda known better than to sneak up on the likes of me little hunter.”

“There a reason you brought me here? Or are we just going to chit chat all night”

“So eager I love it!” he chuckled reaching out and pulling her into him. “don't worry little one you'll get me soon, I want to have some more fun first.” Leech smirked at him and snaked her hand up his chest.

“Such as?”

“How about a little role play hmm?” he leaned down to meet her gaze and smell her arousal.

“Oh you kinky bastard~” Leech snickered as he nipped the top side of her face.

“You be the fox little hunter and I’ll be the hound.” he chuckled darkly “If I catch you I get to tear you apart”

“And if I get away?” she nipped at his nose

“You’re not going to love” he growled. “I always catch my prey.”

Leech kissed him with a snarl “Come and get me then.” she whispered against his lips.

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LOOK AT THESE TWO CUTE ASS DORKS! They're having such a good time being fluffy af and dismembering people! Also people tend to forget that Pennywise tore Betty Ripsom in half, he didnt just bite her once he probably ripped her apart while she was still alive man. The clown is fucking brutal. I want to explore that a bit more since Leech is a lot more like a paper shredder that will strike up a casual convo while torturing you (she’ll be breaking an arm and go “Oh hey thats a cool shirt what size are you? I think I’m going to keep that when I’m done!”) while Penny’s more like a grizzly bear wood chipper that will dismember you alive while giggling to himself. They both get off on it though, its their shared hobby.

#pennywise #pennywise fanfiction #pennywise x oc #pennywise x reader #it fanfiction #monster roommate au

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surveystodestressme · 6 years

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94.

5000 Question Survey Pt. 23

2101. Are you an optimist? i like to think so 2102. If you were in the Breakfast Club, which character would you be? judd nelson 2103. Who do you have no respect for? arrogant or rude people 2104. Is the plural form of cactus cactuses or cactii? cactii Is the plural form of penis penises or penii? penises. 2105. What does your favorite coffee mug look like? it has a chick on it and says biker above it (biker chic)

2106. Have you ever gotten hurt at a concert? some guy elbowed me in the face but it wasn’t that bad

2107. What age do you think it is most difficult to be? early adulthood since youre just figuring everything out and you probably dont have a good job and can hardly pay for bills and all these new responsibilities

2108. Do you like to be considered weird or different? i don’t really care either way 2109. Do you think you could handle a day in jail? nope 2110. Is your body an amusement park? what? 2111. Are dj’s obsolete? not necessarily 2112. What is the best liquid in existence? water. 2113. What is turning out better than expected? life??? lol 2114. Who is the most overbearing person you know? my boyfriend’s mother honestly lol 2115. Who does it surprise you that you are close to? idk 2116. Apparently Eminem got booed at the MTV music video awards because he was making fun of Moby onstage. What do you think of this? doesn’t affect me 2117. Close your eyes. What do you see? nothing? lol 2118. What’s the best Van Halen song? idk any off the top of my head 2119. What do you picture when you hear the word “Puritans?” i honestly don’t picture anything 2120. Have you ever been on a trampoline? yes, but it’s been a while. 2121. What do you use batteries for the most often? camera 2122. What do you find thrilling? when i’m on the motorcycle with jack and he goes really, really fast 2123. Porch swing. Sunrise. What else could you ask for? a drink. 2124. Do you like William Shatner’s cover of Mr Tambourine Man? never heard it. 2125. Where’s the sexiest place to have a piercing? i always thought lip piercings were sexy but now i’m really into nose piercings but only on women tbh 2126. Do you get panic attacks? yes 2127. How long does getting dressed to go to a club take you? the same amount of time it takes me to get dressed in the morning for work lol no more than 10 mins. 2128. What is Adam Ant’s best song? idk 2129. Does your body need improvement or is it just fine? it needs improvement but i’m not unhappy with it 2130. Does watching MTV or reading beauty magazines make you feel bad about yourself? i don’t do those things but nah i don’t think they would 2132. What is the most romantic movie ever? i used to think the notebook, but i don’t know lol 2133. Do you think that woman are treated as second class citizens of this world? yes. 2134. What would you do if you were at a dance club with your significant other and he or she got into a fistfight with someone? first of all, jack wouldn’t do that (i hope) second, i would intervene and not let him make a fool of himself 2135. Has anyplace ever asked you to leave? no. 2136. Have you ever been openly kicked out? no. 2137. Are you permanently banned from anywhere? no. 2138. Who is your favorite movie director? i don’t care about that kind of stuff 2139. What topic do you hate to talk about? politics. 2140. Are you looking forward to the remake of Willie Wonka and the Chocolate factory or do you think it could never be as good as the original? it’s been done & i didn’t like it that much at all 2141. Do you enjoy the band Ministry? idk who that is 2142. What is your coziest article of clothing? this humane society sweater i have, i love it sm 2143. What is your favorite word to say? shit 2144. Does your name and your signifigant other’s name feel like one word to you? nah 2145. Do you like the band the Buzzcocks? idk them. 2146. Can you tell when other people are lying? sometimes 2147. Do you like to wear glitter? i would on my eyelids if i had some but that’s about it. 2148. Would you prefer to wrap your own presents or have them all giftwrapped? i am awful at wrapping presents so i wouldnt mind getting them giftwrapped 2149. Where do you go when you want to meet new people? i don’t meet new people on purpose lol 2150. What is the best first sentence to a book, in your opinion? one of the john green books ad a really good beginning but i cant remember which one it was 2151. Should fun or safety come first? safety. 2152. Does mind over matter work for you? sometimes. 2153. What’s the most weight you ever lost in one year? i don’t even want to think about it 2154. What are your feelings about punk and goth? i think they’re cool 2155. Did you ever write something when you were high and then looked at it sober and realized that it was nonsense? probably 2156. How often do you shave: (guys) your face? (girls) your legs? in the winter, almost never. but in the summer maybe once a week (girls) under your arms? every week. 2157. What word do you often hear people misuse? idk. 2158. Have you ever used somebody? not that i remember 2159. Are you paranoid? sometimes 2160. What is the best music video of all time? i like some shinedown videos and five finger death punch videos 2161. How many Shakespeare plays have you read all the way through? hamlet, romeo and juliet 2162. What was the deepest religious or spiritual experience you’ve ever had? i thought i saw a ghost once at church if that counts 2163. What is it like to be you today? not that exciting 2164. Do you like to play games? i love to 2165. Have you made any good friends on this diary site? no. 2166. Have you met anyone from open diary? no. 2167. What have you done lately that gave everyone something to talk about? getting drunk and crying over a video game 2168. Do you get along with people who annoy you, disagree with you, dislike you, and hate you? no, why would i? 2169. When you ask for something do you make a request or a demand? request, unless it’s of utmost importance 2170. Who are you a bad influence on? i don’t think anyone 2171. Who are you a good influence on? hopefully my friends. 2172. Who is on your Christmas list this year? just my boyfriend, my family and i adopt a family now so we don’t buy each other presents just presents for people who cannot afford a christmas 2173. How many other people do you know of that are doing this survey? no one that i know 2174. Have you ever intentionally had a one night stand? never had one period. 2175. Do you tend to get car sick? nope 2176. What is the legnth of your hair? very short, buzzed on one side 2177. Do you like to listen to techno music? i don’t mind it 2178. Have you ever dyed your hair an unusual color? red, purple, blue 2179. What do you think of these diary names? Oculto: suffer victim: With A Purpose: Almost_Famous: In.The.Name.Of.Lust: The Phallic Stapler: <*>SeXyCandace<*>: dont care. 2180. What do you think of these entry titles? Lesbians … as far as the eye can see: Why Avril Lavigne sucks: Call On Jesus: Buddha-licious: WeLCome To The JungLe!: Geektastic: Should i get an abortion?: 2181. What do you find beautiful in an atypical way? idk. 2182. What would you PHYSICALLY fight someone over? i don’t know 2183. What was the last thing you were invited to? a wedding 2184. What do you like lots of things 2185. Have you ever drank: chartruese? no. absinth? no. but i want to 2186. Do you plan your outfits ahead of time, pick them out the morning of, wear whatever was on the floor, or wear what you slept in? i usually plan them ahead of time but when i get lazy i just put them together when i wake up in the morning 2187. How long have you ever gone without changing your sheets: a really long time honestly lol clothes: no more than a day. underwear: 2 days max toothbrush: usually monthly but it’s been a couple months and i need a new one 2189. What item should not be shared? condoms? lol 2190. How do you keep control of your temper? breathing deeply before i start talking to someone 2191. If you could gain all of your dreams by giving a family member (little brother) to the goblin king who would turn him into a goblin, would you? yes, my brother lol 2192. Do you like to listen to Duran Duran? i don’t mind it 2193. Do you ever feel the need for MORE than life has to offer? ehh sometimes 2194. What is your favorite children’s story? love you forever 2195. Do you think that adult books should have more pictures? nah 2196. What was your all time low? in high school 2197. Do you make up songs and sing them to yourself when you’re alone? when i’m bored or when i’m cleaning 2198. Do you like to listen to the Smashing Pumpkins? they’re good 2199. Do you see the expression of emotion as weakness? not at all. 2200. Are you prepared in case of chemical, biological and nuclear attacks? not even close lol

#bored #survey #questions #quiz

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friendlyneighborhoodwhateve-blog · 7 years

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Comma after dearest // A Lin-Manuel Miranda Imagine

Here am I, yet again, a brazilian teenager writing about a man almost twice my age. Anyway, I always dedicate my stuff to my friends but this time I’d like to dedicate this to the writers that inspire me to keep on writing, so thank you: @alexanderhamllton , for being a great writer and one of the brazilian people out there that I (sort of?) look up to. @fragmentofmymind , you are so incredible, I still cant believe you follow me and @lookaroundlookaroundhowlucky , my friend you are incredible beyond words.

My other stuff is here!

Requests are always open!

Word Count: 4030, like wth????? This is the biggest thing I have ever written???? I am not even sorry though.

Warnings: None???? Maybe a curse word or two?? Some (a lot) inacurracies on his persnal life??? And a cheesy-ass plot?? But I like it very much. Also, please take note that this happens before Lin’s Ham days, other than that, have fun.

The italicized parts are flashbacks.

Shit.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Lin stared at his phone in exasperation, thinking just what he was going to do about the promise he made to his mother. The text stared up at him accusingly from his cellphone screen. I can’t wait to meet your girlfriend.

You and Lin had met a few years ago through college, you were a STEM major with an affinity for the arts, it had been like that since high school. The day you met was still fresh in your mind.

It was a rainy early summer day in the campus, your mind still reeling from the knowledge that you were finally a senior. This time next year you would be wearing a dress and holding your diploma, hopefully with an internship underway. As your feet carried you, your ears prickled with the sound of music coming from a semi open door. With a will of its own, your body entered the auditory.

In the stage, a scrawny looking guy singed as if his life depended on it. Every note, every riff, every time he opened his mouth made you feel something that had been gone for a long time. There were other people equally as talented on the stage with him, they must be the theater group your brain thought. Suddenly they sang one last note and the stage lights were killed, in an instant reflex your hands clapped, the small bit of their presentation had touched you immensely.

“Who is there?” A voice called from the now lit stage.

“Ah, it’s just me.” You stepped in to the part of the theater that was now full of light, your cheeks already burning from the embarrassment. “I didn’t mean to intrude, sorry, it’s just you guys are really talented.”

Lin was taken aback by your statement; appreciating art was nothing to be sorry for. He was also mesmerized by you, the way your hair was in an extremely messy ponytail, your shirt that had once been carefully tucked into the skirt you wore now slightly askew, the way your bag seemed to be almost bursting at the seams due to the plethora of papers you carried, these little details made his heart feel something new.

“There is nothing to be sorry for. Art is made to be seen and appreciated”

Something held your feet in place, maybe it was the fact that the guy was now approaching you; his eyes had a shine to them that made you want to be by his side for eternity.

“Hi, I’m Lin-Manuel Miranda but Lin is just fine, I don’t think I have ever seen you around?” The sentence ended with a questioning tone, prompting you to answer.

“I am (Y/N), (Y/N) (Y/L/N) from Biochemistry, I don’t come to this part of campus often.”

“You should, want to get some coffee?”

“Why not?”

He remembered how the mutual love for coffee had brought you both together, and he remembered clear as day the promise you made days later, days that had been spent practically glued to each other’s side because neither of you had ever felt such a strong connection to anyone, when you split for the summer.

Do not hesitate to call me at any time, Miranda. I mean it, it doesn’t matter what happens. His fingers dialed the number he knew by heart before his brain even processed what was happening.

“Sir Miranda, to what do I owe the pleasure of hearing your voice on this fine evening?” You had been working on the lab for a few hours now, even though you were in charge it was your duty to set a good example, when Lin called.

“Lady (Y/L/N), I think you might need to sit down for this one”

“Okay, give me a minute.” While he nervously ran a hand through his ever growing hair, you wrapped up the cultures you had been working on and went to your office, once you had sat down comfortably, the conversation continued. “Go on, now.”

“Imighthavesaidtomymomwearedating.” His words rushed out one after the other, turning into an unintelligible heap.

“Honey,” the nickname began to be used after you watched Mamma Mia together. “breathe.” You waited until you heard the sound of his exhale before continuing. “Now please try to speak the word separately.”

“I might have told my mom we are dating.” His voice became smaller as he spoke.

“Elaborate.” The word sent him into one of his famous rants.

“So I was texting my mom about thanksgiving and I said you might be tagging along. Wait let me read the texts to you, first I asked “Is it okay if I bring someone” and she responded with “Of course”, now this is where I got very distracted by a dog passing by and forgot to read the next text because I only replied with “(Y/N) and I are looking forward to it.” But I should have read what she said because she asked “Is it finally a girlfriend? Or a boyfriend?” and now my entire family probably thinks we are together?”

His rant was endearing and you didn’t even manage to be mad at him.

“Well, I love your mom and her food; I am not skipping out on Dona Luz’s famous thanksgiving dinner so… “

“So I am stuck with you as my girlfriend for a week? Neat.”

After a bit more of small talk you hanged up. Immediately after you dialed Pippa, Jas, Ari and Renée calling a girl’s night on the following Friday.

“Why the hell did you suggest it?” Ari seemed to not grasp why you had suggested fake dating Lin for a week.

“Because that is as close to realty dating him as I probably am going to get.” Pippa nearly spat out her drink, if only you paid attention, you would see how the idea of being in a relationship wasn’t as farfetched to Lin as you seemed to believe.

Despite being in completely different fields of work, you had been going to Hamilton rehearsals as soon as they began. You were always the first Lin showed his drafts to, so you mingled with his other friends and co-workers a lot, resulting in the beautiful friendship you shared with these women.

You were close; they knew things even Lin didn’t know. They were the sisters you wish you had growing up instead of the girl who didn’t even acknowledge your existence. Your family relationships weren’t that great, so the Miranda household had taken to “adopt” you during holidays and such.

“I know you really like him, so we are letting you go with two conditions: the first is you let us pack your bags, God knows you would probably spend the week in pajamas otherwise.” You let out a surprised “what’s wrong with pajamas?” “And the second condition is that you must tell him how you feel.”

“Why must you do this to me? What if he doesn’t like me the same way? Everything would be so awkward and I…” I can’t lose him.

“You have known each other for more than five years, I am sure he loves you already.”

They knew how much Lin meant to you, he was your family, his family was your family, if things didn’t work out you’d be devastated. The girls spent the entire time until the trip soothing your nerves, you had some close calls with anxiety but finally the day of the trip had come. The dress Renée had picked out for you to wear hugged your body nicely, the soft floral print bringing out your skin tone in a nice way.

From Sir Miranda

To Lady (Y/L/N)

I am here, m’lady.

To Sir Miranda

From Lady (Y/L/N)

Come up, your lady awaits.

“I’m just putting my shoes on then using the bathroom real quick, can you take my bags to the car?” You yelled into the living room, the sounds of Lin taking your bags distracting you’re a second.

Breathe. He is your best friend. You have met his family countless times. You went to dinner with his mom and sister without him for Christ’s sake. You will be fine just take it as it goes. Things will work out, have faith. The mental pep talk ends just as you enter the living room.

“All of your bags are already in the trunk, Kit’s carrier is safely in the backseat and…” His sentence faded out as he took what you were dressing in.

In all of the years you had known each other, the number of times you wore dresses could be counted in his fingers. One for your grandparents funeral during college, one for graduation, one for the internship interview you had wanted really bad, one for the day you went to pick up the Kit The Cat from adoption, one for his parents wedding anniversary bash a couple of years ago, one for the inauguration of your lab, another one when he asked you to be his Tony date and right now.

The dress was perfectly appropriated for the weather but the girls had chosen a jacket to go with if necessary.

“Lady (Y/N), I must say you look incredible this fine morning.” When he didn’t know quite what to say, the man resorted to the joke you had going on for years, ever since you watched a terrible production of Romeo and Juliet at a local high school.

“Thank you, kind sir.” You spoke confidently despite not feeling the same way. Fake it until you make it.

“You know I mean it, right?”

“Of course, Lin.” All jokes aside, you could always count on him to be one hundred per cent truthful. He was the one person you trusted blindly, if it came to it, you’d even trust him with your life.

“Shall we go then?”

“Lead the way.”

His car was the same since college. You begged him to buy a new one every time this old thing ended up needing repairs but he insisted that the car had too many memories in it to be replaced. Somewhere along the road, memories began being shared to the soft voice of Louis Armstrong playing in the background.

“Hey, do you remember that time we got drunk during college?”

“I’m afraid you’ll have to be more specific, darling.” You quipped back to the man behind the wheel.

“That one time you ended up jumping into the lake during winter, dragged me with you and we both ended up sick for like two weeks.”

“Ah, yes. That time.” You stroked the fur of your cat softly as the memory played like a movie in your head.

You had just turned twenty, the second semester of your final year at college had begun four days ago and you and Lin found yourselves incredibly drunk already. It wasn’t the intention, it just happened as you both walked to the most significant spot to your friendship, the park that was a little ways from campus.

“And then my mom began ranting about how they are ruining our country and I was like “Mom, you ruined our economy.” I can’t believe she acts as if I am the dumbest person in the world, I got a full scholarship in Biochemistry AND Genetics for fuck’s sake.” Today you were an angry drunk.

“Hey, you are wonderful, intelligent and a lot of other adjectives I can’t remember right now. Maybe you just need to chill a bit.”

“Yeah, I am going to chill.” Your hazy mind locked on to the almost frozen lake that was void of ducks this time of the year.

“Good.”

He had barely any time to register what was happening before you began racing the rest of the way to the water, your linked hands dragging him along. The water was so cold, it felt like little knives against your skin, your breath caught in your throat until air was around you again. Later, after a bit of splashing around, when you were walking back, Lin refused to talk to you. He got really cranky when he was cold.

“You were so angry.” You were laughing at the memory, the look in your roommates face still made you lose it even after all these years.

“I still am, we were sick for so long.” The way his hair face was being illuminated by the sun, the laughter lines around his eyes, his tousled hair weren’t helping you with your feelings. He then looked back to you with joy in his eyes and you nearly lost.

Then you look back at me and suddenly I’m helpless.

You knew just how Eliza felt in that moment.

“Oh, look! My mom is already waiting for us.”

The older woman hugged you tightly, whispering I’m so happy for you in your ear before talking to her son, Luís soon came out of the house to help Lin with the bags. Luz snatched you upstairs before anyone could even say your name.

“So, you and my brother? It is real?” You couldn’t bring yourself to lie to her.

“For this week, yes.”

“I am not even going to say anything. Just be careful, we all love you not just Lin.” Your heart swelled with the love from the Miranda family, they were everything you had wished for growing up.

You were in the kitchen, chopping some vegetables for dinner, when a pair of arms wrapped around your waist. Suddenly cutting the carrots into even pieces became a lot harder.

“Hey there, girlfriend.”

“Hey.”

Truth be told, he was even more nervous then you. He couldn’t believe his voice wasn’t wavering as hard as his heart right now. Lin watched the way your hair (that was in a half-up style) fell over your shoulder, leaving your neck slightly exposed. How he wished to just plant a kiss in that spot right now. He wished to find out the way you liked to be kissed, he wanted to find out which spots would elicit a moan out of you, he wanted to wake up by your side every morning. His fantasy was broken when you turned into his arms, face so close to his that your lips were a breath away.

“So I told your sister about us.”

“You did?” It would be so easy to kiss you right now. A bit of inclination and your lips would be joined.

“And if your mother mentions the way you finally asked me out, just go along with it. I might have made up a story about it.”

“Was it on Central Park?” His low voice sent shivers down your spine.

“Yes, on that bench we sit for coffee.” He hummed in agreement.

“Did you kiss me out of happiness?”

“I could.” Your eyes went quickly to his lips, his did the same thing.

This was happening, you were finally going to kiss the man you loved, your lips had barely brushed when Luz barged into the kitchen.

“Oh, I’m sorry but mom requests (Y/N)’s presence in the living room.” You sent a quick glance at Lin’s direction, praying to God he didn’t notice the very strong blush in your cheeks.

“What was that?” Lin felt like a kid getting scolded under his sister’s stare. “If you hurt her I swear that I will end you, hermano.” He had no doubt of the sincerity in his sister’s words. “Make a move or I will make one for you.”

He watched as you moved among his family members, fitting seamlessly into the crazy bunch that they were. He fantasized leaning against the wall, a glass of wine in his hand: you would wake up by his side, the both of you lazing about in bed (stealing a kiss or two) until you knew for sure you’d be late, arriving at the house you would be to entranced into each other to be of any help

As you went around the table, setting the knives and forks down in their places, your eyes sneaked a glance at Lin. He was wearing that beige sweater that made your knees weak (especially when he folded the sleeves up), his face lit up in a smile as he conversed with his father. Your mind went somewhere else entirely as your body continued with the actions: you’d open your eyes sleepily in the morning to see his sleeping form by your side, the both of you staying in bed until your stomachs cried for food then you’d get breakfast in a coffee on the road.

Both of you were brought back to the present when his mom called him to help with something in the kitchen, when your eyes met; it wasn’t that hard to believe a relationship might happen. You decided to freshen up a bit before dinner, maybe a shower would help calm down the mess you were feeling inside.

Luz was in the kitchen when something her mom said caught her attention.

“Yes, Camila is coming as well. She was in town and I thought why not?” The siblings met eyes, if the girl was here then the dinner would be anything but pleasant. Somehow, along the time you had known Lin, one of their cousins caught an instant dislike towards you that no one could explain. With a subtle nod from her brother, the woman discreetly went upstairs to warn you.

No one could do a thing about the unexplained hatred the girl felt because in public she was a completely sweet girl, making veiled threats and taking jabs at you.

“I am not coming down, Luz. I love your mom but I am not dealing with her on top of everything else.” Your anxiety went through the roof, breath coming out in short puffs. As your hands started to tingle, you counted on your friend to pull you out of the attack before it became too much.

“Hey, hey.” At once, it wasn’t her in front of you anymore; it was Lin’s gentle face. He had a small smile on his lips as he tried to calm you down. “Tell me five things you can see.”

“I can see Luz, I can see my suitcase, I can see Kit, I can see my blue flats and I can see the bathroom mirror.” He had some experience with helping you with anxiety crises, they usually happened after a phone call with either your mom or your sister.

“Now, four things you can touch.” The technique to calm down, despite being slightly overused, worked wonders every time.

“I can touch the bed’s covers, Kit’s fur, my cardigan and your hands.” His hands were in your lap, holding yours reassuringly.

“Three things you can hear.”

“Your voice.” I love it so much. “The tap leaking in the bathroom and your mom yelling downstairs.” You both laughed a little at the loud rambling in Spanish, the sauce had probably been left unattended to and burned.

“Almost there, two things you can smell.”

“The scent of my shampoo.” You used the same shampoo since college, the slightly lavender scent never failed to entice Lin. “and you cologne.” His cologne had the same effect on you that your shampoo had on him, both of you usually ended up with jelly legs after a hug.

“One thing you can taste.”

“Toothpaste.”

“Now, take a deep breath. She is not going to get anywhere near you tonight, I promise.”

Somehow, you both ended up sitting on the floor, leaning against the bed, with Kit in his lap. Luz had disappeared downstairs to distract everyone but right now she had just entered the room again.

“Dinner’s ready and unfortunately Camila is here as well.”

At the table, you sat between the Miranda siblings, Lin’s hand holding yours under the table. You thought you’d be nervous but his hand brought a sense of calmness over your soul, as cliché as it was, your hands really did fit into each other like puzzle pieces.

“How is your mom doing?” Camila asked over her wine glass, fully knowing how the topic made you very uncomfortable.

“Probably fine, probably dead, either way, I don’t care.” Luz choked on her drink while Lin squeezed your hand. Everyone knew better than to talk about your family.

A while passed before she tried to get a rise out of you again, during that time you talked quietly to Lin about literally anything, that is, you talked when your mouth wasn’t filled with the delicious food Dona Luz had made, how could you had thought of staying up in your room?

“And your sister got married last month, no?” She just wouldn’t quit. Your sister’s wedding was even more sensitive than your mom, the wound still raw. When you were both young, you’d stay up late countless night planning your weddings, which dresses, what food but most of all, how’d you walk each other down the aisle since your father was out of the picture. That was something you didn’t have to take.

“Excuse me.” You folded the napkin from your lad and placed it on the table while standing up. “The food was very lovely but I have to go somewhere now.” Lies. You had nowhere to go but anywhere was better than being forced to remember so many broken promises. Lin grew angry at his cousin as he watched you leave; Luz was already lecturing the girl while he went after you.

In your haste, getting a coat was the last thing in your mind but it definitely should have been the first. Your bitterness at the situation increased as rain began falling lightly from the sky.

“(Y/N), wait.” Lin was chasing after you, catching up easily due to his much longer legs.

“Why? So I have to go back there? With them? I no it’s not only her, Lin. Except for you and maybe Luz, no one wants me there.” It was your sadness talking but deep down you had always felt that way. Unloved. Unwanted.

“That is not true and you know it. My mom loves you as much as, if not more, than me.”

“She pity’s me and so do you, the poor girl whose father died. Poor little thing, the mom blames her and pushes her away; the sister doesn’t even acknowledge her existence. I already have these feeling with my family, I don’t need more of it.”

You were beginning to freeze, your thin sleeved dress and ballerina flats didn’t do much to fend off the weather. Lin, on the other hand, thought you had never looked more beautiful, the moon shining on your wet hair, the rain cling to your eyelashes. He stood a foot or so away from you, not believing you still felt this way, he knew words would do nothing to reassure you so he gently placed his hands on either side of you face, staring deeply in your eyes.

“I don’t pity you, I love you.” He heard your sharp intake of breath, nevertheless he continued to talk, those were things he’d wanted to say for a while now. “I have loved you ever since the day you stepped in that theater, wearing those pajama pants. I know they were pajamas, shut up; I’m trying to be romantic here. The point is that I love and if I have to spend the rest of my life trying to convince you of it, I will.”

You had no idea of what to do; you had just heard the man you loved telling the tree words you had wanted to hear for so long. Thankfully your body acted on instinc, standing up on the tips of your toes to press your lips lightly against his.

“So, that means you love me too?” His goofy grin was even more endearing now that it was yours.

“Yes, you dummy. I love you too.”

This time it was him who pulled you into the kiss, a kiss much more passionate that the last one, one that reassured you, one that made you feel loved.

“Please feel free to kiss me like that whenever you want.”

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