#SHE LOOKS SOOOOO FUCKING GOOD IN THIS PHOTOSHOOT

[fillinforlater]

Eleven to One: Impossible Taming

Male Reader x Ahn Yujin

Length: 3402 words

Tags: Daddy Kink, Brat, Brat Taming, Degredation, Ruining, feet fucking/licking/kink, face fucking, breeding kink, submission, teasing, dom!Reader, brat!Yujin

TW: Self-Edited, Breeding Kink, Degredation

Inspiration: heavy Yujin BFH by the following pics

(A/N: This one is the beginning of an entire Universe! Co-written and continuous collaboration with @sooyadelicacies! Check them out, leave a follow and get ready for more of this kind from his side, while I focus on something more story based.)

“Look at this here, Daddy.” Sent by Yujin.

A swipe and your phone is unlocked. Work has been going so well, and yet you still look at the picture your girlfriend Yujin sent to you. What could possibly go wrong?

“Hey, baby girl. Marie-Claire? Why didn't you tell me you had a shoot for them?”

"Because I wanted to surprise my Daddy..." Sent by Yujin.

"Well, it's a welcome surprise for sure. I'm at work baby girl, but now you have me all hot and bothered. I can’t focus, it’s annoying.”

“Wouldn’t you like these lips on something, Daddy? Isn’t work sooooo tiring?” Sent by Yujin.

“Don't start with me baby girl. You know I work very hard to provide for your spoiled ass.”

“Thanks for your work, Daddy. How stupid of me to forget this. Maybe my dumb, spoiled ass needs a good spanking... don't you wanna make it all red like my lips, daaadddyyy?” Sent by Yujin

You can basically feel her smirk from across town while typing that. Either she sits in your apartment and is bored watching TV or she is downtown after a photoshoot, buying boba. It doesn’t really matter, she is too distracting right now. 

“Ahn Yujin, stop being such a brat. I'm busy.”

“Daddy, look at what I put on today.” Sent by Yujin.

You take a deep breath before looking at the picture. This game your girlfriend likes to play is dangerous for your effectiveness during working hours, but also one hell of a turn on. Just like her in that expensive outfit.

“I don't want you showing off your legs and feet like that in public, baby girl.”

“Uh, but I Iove how people stare. Especially the girls. Eunbi-unnie and Yuri-unnie touched them all the time. 'Accidentally'. When I think about it, their touch was maybe better than yours…” Sent by Yujin. 

“Then why don't you go and bother them instead of me. I'm at work.”

“Okay then. I'll send you updates about their small hands on my thighs and feet, as they rub me off... then, I will kiss Eunbis lips, while Yuri licks everywhere-- sry didn't want to bother you.” Sent by Yujin. 

Calling Yujin’s bluff, you scoff. 

“Enjoy then.”

After half an hour, you have almost completely forgotten Yujin's advances. Work continues to be smooth sailing, the first couple of boxes get checked off, when suddenly your phone vibrates again. Without thinking twice, you open your messenger; 

A 5 second voice message by Yujin:

"Unnie~ ahhh, right there! Lick my clit, my untrimmed hair, yes! Oh god, Yuri-unnie! My feet, stop! They are sooo sens—"

Your eyes wander down in disbelief and read what she send after the short, moan-filled message;

"Damn, do I really need you? My slutty unnies do everything for my slender, hot body…” Sent by Yujin.

Narrowing your eyes and feeling fury boil throughout your body, you call the rest of the day off and bolt out of your office, speeding home. Yujin’s moans ring in your ear like a tinnitus and the only way to heal it is by getting to her and putting an end to this game. 

At least the roads have mercy on you, as the traffic is no hindrance for you. With screeching tires, you hit the parking lot closest to your apartment and sprint like a maniac to your front door, almost pushing it out of it’s frame. 

Yujin sits on her bed, alone, moaning yet another fake recording into her phone, before she sees you and smirks in the most smug way her face can express. Her dumbfounded words that follow make your blood boil:

“Hey, daddy~ Seems like the unnies already left. I'm satisfied and all, so you are too la—”

Surprised she'd continue the lie, your anger overwhelms you. You rush at her, then grab her wrist and slam her down on the bed. 

"You want to lie and play games with Daddy? I'm going to fucking punish you for being a spoiled little brat. Making me miss work, being a whore in public with that expensive outfit. I don't want another word from you Ahn Yujin, you got that?”

Yujin's eyes grow wide in excitement. Her beautiful hands move to cover her bright red lips as she gently nods. That was enough brattiness from her, time to fuck it out of her.

"Take those fucking slippers off baby girl. You don't show off your feet and legs like that in public. They belong to me. You know that."

Under your burning eyes, she carefully removes her shoes. Full of arousal, her gaze wanders to you. This unrelenting character always turns her on. A sudden gasp escapes her lips as she 'accidentally' drags a finger up her thighs and over her covered crotch.

"No. Did you not hear me? I fucking own you baby girl. Your pleasure comes second. Now lie on your stomach and raise your feet up. Don't worry baby girl, I'm going to fuck your feet, your lips, your pussy, and much more. The only noises I want to hear from you are slutty screams!”

Yujin couldn't move quicker. Just a spin and she is in the position you ordered her to. Her feet might wiggle tauntingly, but her face is flushed with excitement at the punishment you have in store for her. She knows she took things very far... and it makes her needy, hairy core drip.

You instantly dive your face into her feet, smelling them, feeling the softness on your face. You take her toes in your mouth wasting no time, getting them wet and licking across and in between them.

A moment of silence.

"Baby girl, why don't you have any polish?”

"The company and stylists are in charge of my looks for shoots and promotions. Daddy."

"I don't fucking care. You will wear white or black polish. You know those are my favorite. I'll even pay for them if you're a good girl in the future. I don't fucking care what your company or stylists want, you should only care about what Daddy wants." 

You pepper kisses on her soles, suck her toes and shove as much of her feet in your mouth as possible like a hungry baby.

Yujin puts two fingers into her mouth to muffle her moans. She would gladly object and tell you that she does not want to lose her job, but as her face melts under your tongue, so does her resolve.

Only for Daddy. These feet are only for her Daddy, and how the sucks on them makes her aroused to the point that any company rule or policy does not matter.

The need to free your solid cock makes you fish it out and you immediately start to smear precum on her toes and soles. Then, you slap the twitching rod all over her feet, making her gasp at the impressive size and hardness.

Moving her feet so her toes touch the bottom of your balls you exclaim.

"Do you feel how full my balls are, baby girl? So much load because you're a fucking brat. You want my cum on your feet? In your mouth? On your face? In your holes?"

"D-Daddy," Yujin moans out, trying to free her heated body out of the expensive dress--a touch challenge in this position. 

Her desperate eyes look back at you, then she whines: "Fuck my feet, because you love them so much! Fuck my face, because I'm such a bratty bitch! Cum in my a-ass... b-because I'm so spoiled i-it should s-spill..."

"Oh? Why don't you just get your IZONE members to please you? And don't you dare fucking try and get out of that dress, I'm going to rip it off of you." 

Momentarily alarmed, Yujin doesn't want the expensive outfit ripped. 

"Wait Daddy, the dress belongs to the company and..."

"Then how about I paint it, huh?" 

Your shout of annoyance reaches Yujin, but she has no time to respond. Swiftly, you align your cock and start fucking her saliva covered feet. Their perfect softness and incredible texture turn the heat of anger in you to arousal. 

Yujin should gasp or be shocked, but she just moans in ecstasy. The expensive dress, oh, it's so expensive. Everyone would be so mad, if you tore it or came on it.

Just the thought of getting exposed like this gets her high on pleasure, her tongues starting to fall out in between her beautiful lips. Barely, Yujin can get out a plea: 

"P-Please, n-no! D-Daddy, please, d-don't cum on it! Cum i-in me, your b-baby girl."

"Baby girl. I'm going to fucking cum on your feet, your mouth, your face, your holes. I'm going to fucking cum on your dress and rip it. You know why? Because then everyone will see who truly owns you. Not your former members, not your company, but me and me only. Daddy's naughty, bratty, breeding bitch of a baby girl."

"N-No! I-I can't let that h-happen!" 

A smug grin forms on your face. Yujin's feet feel great, and with her constant, dishonest cries, you have added motivation to completely ruin her. 

Suddenly, however, Yujin spins around, replacing her soles around your cock, with her puckered lips. Her arms wrap around your thighs, securing you tightly in her wet mouth. 

"What the fuck?! You dumb, bratty bitch still oppose me?! Fine then! I have plenty for your dress left, might as well fuck the brattyness out of your face!" 

And so you do: two hands bunch up her neatly made hair, turning it into a complete mess, while you force your entire cock down her throat. Your eyes lock with hers and her gags are louder than any screams she could throw at you.

Yujin obviously struggles with the huge blockade in her mouth, gagging is now inevitable. The fury in your veins makes your grip tighter and your fucking of her throat rougher. Yujin starts to drool. The droplets soon run down in streams. 

What makes you feel even more excited is seeing the drool start to mix with tears and mascara, a shame that such a gorgeous face is ruined by her own brattiness. 

And it all comes tumbling down, tumbling down, tumbling down her chin—and almost onto dress.

Shoving your cock just a bit further in her mouth, the drool stops to land on the luxurious fabric. All her fight and cleverness seems to have been for nothing, but she maybe didn’t even notice it.

"You know what I like, baby girl? You're always so expressive on stage, I've lost count of the ‘fuck me’ eyes you give during your performances, but now look at you. Tears and mascara, glassy eyes, a mighty cock plugging your slutty mouth; all because you're such a fucking brat."

Yujin probably has a feisty response up her sleeve. She always does. But at the mercy of the cock she is choking on, every word is literally stuck in her throat. 

All to hear is gag, gag and gag. Although you have full control of the pace you fuck her lipstick onto the base of your massive length, she still gives her best sucking, blowing and licking her Daddy's rod. 

"Oh, damn! You try to get me off, huh? Give me those fuck me eyes! Cmon! I bet they are just—" 

—glistening orbs. But even those are good enough to make you burst out of nowhere. A massive load lands in spurts: down her throat, in her mouth and spills from her lips. To your unspeakable delight, it also finds its way onto her dress.

Slowly dropping out your cock from her lips, cum drips and you place it over her dress. 

Looking down at her eye, she keeps an angry, but come fuck me bratty look in her eyes. 

"Fucking swallow it all, baby girl. All that cum is for you to drink."

Yujin obeys—with the most resilience she can muster in one glance. Then you pin her into the sheets. Your one hand keeps her wrists down, the other removes the lower part of her dress—slowly. 

"Ts, I thought you wanted to rip it apart from my slutty body," Yujin is able to whisper, sticky cum and a thuroughly fucked throat making it sloppy and hoarse. 

"I do as I please. And first of, I'll fucking fill your ass with my second load, you fucking whore!" 

The hand that exposed her glistening hole with barely cut, black hair above it, moves up and slaps her face. Yujin gasps at the sting of pain, but you don't stop there, spreading the remaining cum, saliva, tears, sweat and mascara across her cheeks, chin and temple. 

"Look at you! All the fans calling you pretty while on stage, ogling your body, and cumming to fancams of your breasts—and I don't even pay attention to them. See who owns you now!?" 

The girl beneath you takes a deep breath and stares back into your orbs. She might fight to get control over herself, to show some sort of opposition to your domination, yet she cannot hide how much she loves it. 

"Y-You can never make me yours! Fuck my mouth, my ass, my feet, fuck them all! But you never own me completely. I'll still go back to my life, thinking about other stuff than you. Do what you want, Daddy! Hell, tear my dress apart... it's stained already!" 

This is Yujin's beg. This is why she is the brat that is hardest to please. You can easily fulfill these needs, make her cum, cum on her body, but she could still switch you out. 

There is only one thing you can do. You align your hard cock with her pussy and speak in a calm and victorious voice: "I noticed you tense up and sparkle, when I mentioned you being my breed bitch. So how about I fill your pussy to the brim and make you a baby."

"Y-You w-wouldn't dare. Daddy, my career would be over. My life would be so fucked..."

“You're right. Your life would be fucked, by me, every day. Your career would be over, but you'd start a new one as nothing but a cumdump for me. You know what I think? I think you want it. To live a life as nothing more than Daddy's whore. To give me as many babies as I want. Does my baby girl want a baby girl of her own?"

This might be it: the moment where the great brat Ahn Yujin is tamed—and you're the one to do it. 

With the slowest pace you can possibly bear, you part her glistening lips. It's incredible how wet she can get; every part of her crotch, her pubic hair, her hard clit, hell, even her wobbly thighs are covered in sinful juices. 

Yujin remains strong—if being strong includes quivering and squeaking and fearing the inevitable penetration and filling of her womb with your seed. You thought there was no way you can lose this, half of you rod is already in the hot, pink depths of her cunt, but she just won't relent.

You start to slowly push in and out, tempering your anger if it means getting to tame her. You withhold from plunging all the way in. Accompanied with Yujin’s highly erotic moans, you tear a bit of her dress and start pinching her nipples, while your other hand rubs at one of her feet. 

An attack from all senses would slowly do it. Death by a thousand cuts or in this case, pleasure and submission by a thousand touches.

"D-Daddy, the, the dress!" 

Stop pinching her adorable nipple and pin your hand on her throat. 

"You still fucking care about tha dress?! Fucking bitch! So spoiled, so bratty. It will all end when the first baby comes out of you. Then the second, then the third, then the-—" 

A scream of unbelievable magnitude. Finally, you have done it.

You could see something has changed in Yujin. Her hot bratty fuck me eyes have turned into a different kind of fuck me. She looked needy, truly needy, 

especially with your hand still clenched on her throat. 

"Tell me what you fucking want baby girl. Tell Daddy and Daddy will give it to you."

"Fuck, D-Daddy b-breed me! Breed me, ruin me, end my career, end my life! I'm all yours, Daddy, mark me, please!" 

Like Beethoven's 9th, her call to be bred, used, fucked—owned makes you feral. No more words need to be spoken, only seed needs to be put in her. 

Your hips crash into her wetness, your cock reshaping her insides. The pressure her pussy puts onto your cock is greater, greater than ever before. The way her whole body meets you at every thrust is another indicator how everything of her wants to milk you. 

Your balls are not the only thing slapping her ass, as your hand joins and leaves red imprints. Yujin, if not for you choking her, would scream in pain, pleasure, pain, pleasure, creating pressure. It's getting unbearable. 

"Take my seed, bitch!" 

Yujin violently cums from your words, her pussy becoming a fountain plugged by your cock. With all your might, you bury yourself fully in her, not allowing her to push you out. 

Her eyes flutter as you stare in them, filled with tension and wanton desire. If the bratty Yujin is really gone, you will miss her. And if she really gets pregnant, you will miss her on stage.

Pistoning in and out of her, you let your still simmering rage fuel you. 

"Daddy...Daddy...Daddy...breed me, breed me, breed me. Your cock is so good."

Yujin was unbelievably tight, but you had an objective to reshape her walls in the perfect vessel for your cock and seed. 

"Tell me baby girl, can anyone in IZONE make you feel this good? Can any of your fans make you feel the way you do right now? The next time your company asks something of you, how will you respond? Answer me!"

"N-No. Th-They can n-never fuck m-me so good, like Daddy does. A-And not a si-single one of my, my fans know what I need! I-If my c-cumpany asks, I'll t-tell them--" 

Yujin's answer is cut short by another wave of orgasm. Her back arches, while her arms start to give out. 

Pinch the flailing tongue that mindlessly hangs out of her drooling mouth and spit on her. Yujin doesn't even gasp, just continues groaning through her orgasm. 

"My slut didn't finish!"

"My company needs permission from Daddy first! My Daddy decides how slutty my outfits will be, my nail polish color for my feet, my lip gloss for his cock, and my maternity leave when I am filled with his babies."

"That's fucking right! Because I own you. Repeat after me." 

"Daddy owns Yujin. Yujin is only his cumdump. Please, breed me!" 

A final wet thrust into her cavern. The spasm is insane, everyone would die to be inside Yujin once—and you just got her for eternity. 

Every final shot of your sperm makes its way into her. You will remain plugged in her for hours to make sure that a pregnancy is inevitable. 

Eight, nine, ten, eleven. Ironic. Eleven spurts of white baby batter should be enough for your baby girl. With a loud thud you crash onto her steaming hot body with the half torn outfit. Both of you wander off into dreamland. 

— 9 Months later — 

"Look at that Daddy! See what I got for you!" 

Yujin bursts into your apartment, holding it in her hands. You immediately drop your phone and skip towards her. 

"Show it to me baby girl! Damn, it's so beautiful. Just like when I first saw it." 

The bright smile you fell in love with at first sight: her dimples that appear and her eyes that almost disappear. Yujin cannot be human. 

"It's just for you Daddy! I'm so happy that it worked out." 

Gently, you take it out of your girlfriend's arms—and place it onto the shelf.

"Finally, my baby girl won thirty music shows. I'm so proud! Go party with the others: Eunbi, Yuri, Gaeul--they are all waiting for you." 

Yujin nods and walks to the door. Before she leaves, a wink hits you like an arrow: 

"I can't wait for tonight, daddy."

(A/N: Thanks and credits again to @sooyadelicacies​! They write really good smut and for everyone with a feet kink it’s a must-follow :))

#kpop smut #male reader #male reader insert #female idol smut #yujin smut #ahn yujin smut #izone smut #ive smut

[magalidragon]

Mags, you are amazing. And I know you love fluffly but girl, you need to know how amazin you are writing angst, it breaks my heart, but I love the happy ending.

Aw thanks Anon! 🥰 I know people do like the angst, I am just so particular over what angst means to me versus others. There’s some Jonerys fics I know people love that I will never read or couldn’t get through because there’s angst and then there’s overdone unhappiness and trauma or something (IMO).

That said, some of the angst fics I’ve written were my favorites to write. I know @youwerenevermine occasionally submits herself to rereading “Life or Death” for fun 😭🥺 I did like that one. It was cathartic.

Sooooo because you are a nice Anon, how about a tease for the upcoming angst fic? 🤭

Missy nodded uncertainly. "It's why I don't know what to say, Dany. You're heartsick, you're in grief, but this is too much. It's not good for you, to be reading that file and maybe that's what Olenna was thinking, blocking you from it. There's nothing that could be done and you know it. You've known it since the moment he came into the hospital. It's not a good answer, there's no answer, but you have to know this is so unhealthy."

"But I have to know," she whispered. Why didn't anyone understand that? No one got it, they all thought she was a mess. She didn't care, not even what Missandei might think. Defensive, she pulled back, tucking her arms together in front of her, slouching in the chair, glowering like a surly teenager. "I need to know, it's my coping."

"You're a doctor, Daenerys and you know that's not a healthy coping skill."

"But it's mine!" They didn't get it. No one did. She pushed back from the table, knocking the chair behind her. "It's mine, Missy, and that's all that matters right now. I don't care about the rest of the world. I don't care about the holidays and that's why anyone gives a shit anyway. Olenna didn't stop me last week or a month ago or even right after Rhae died!"

It was all the cheer and joy, the happy families, the need to start new and look back on the year. Well her year fucking sucked. Her Christmas fucking sucked last year and it would suck this year. It would for awhile, if not always. It wasn't like she even cared much about this holiday. She was raised to believe in gods that belonged to dragons, by her weird Valyrian family, and even then they hardly celebrated. Rhaegar loved Christmas though. He liked the goodwill nature of it.

Honestly, her brother was too good for this world, that was probably why it took him out of it.

She didn't want to be here anymore. She had shit to do.

"I'll see you later Missy," she whispered, too tired to carry this further. She knew her friend meant well, knew that she was only helping, and loved her, and hated seeing her like this, but she was just...tired.

To her credit, Missandei didn't fight it. "Call me," she pleaded. "Please Dany....let me know how this date goes, huh?"

Oh yeah, that fucking date. She rolled her eyes, grateful for a new topic. "Satin is a little shit, did you know this guy is Margaery's new boyfriend's cousin?"

"Small world."

"Too small. Whatever, he's probably just as perfect as that white-toothed suave Northern magazine model." Robb Stark looked like he belonged on the cover of every outdoor lifestyle magazine, book, blog, whatever. He was as photogenic as Margaery. They were disgusting, the photos she saw on Ravengram made her want to vomit, their perfect faces and grins. They even did a bloody photoshoot in a fucking Christmas tree farm.

This guy was probably just like that and Satin thought he'd cheer her up and be funny about it all. Some sick joke.

She checked her watch. A few more hours left on shift. "I have to do charts and then rounds."

"Promise me you will stop trying to get into that file."

"Sure."

"Dany," Missy drawled, warning.

Eyes rolling sideways, she shrugged. "There's nothing I can do about it anyways, Missy. Just forget it."

"I suppose that's something."

"Suppose so."

#fic tease #my yearly foray into ANGST

[coralsgrimes]

What do you mean with the reposts? I don’t get it sorry 😭

(lil disclaimer! this is an older one that for the longest time I decided to avoid but since imma in a mood, and according to ma inbox a coward, I’m gonna hijack it)

I do believe it was about the captions (the muffin never explained). For Benny's 'refugee crisis' post they only included that Freddy took the photos without the original caption. For Jessie it was a personal message and Jessie's whole caption copied. Can't blame them. Jessie knows what she's saying without wannabe poetry, linking all sources and explaining the deal, she is involved and it shows. The treaty in question if anyone wanna take a look since it's earth day and important. Meanwhile, Benny gave us a photoshoot and entry from his lil secret diary. Actually, lemme tell ye a story of what me thinks happened.

So it was late February or early March (I was gone then so hard to tell exactly :c) and Benny followed several new accounts including some flashy 'video news source' and Choose Love instagram account cause followed by many famous peeps. What I think happened next is Benny ordered himself a tee and it took a while for it to show up at his Hungarian doorstep. Then what he did is, he took Freddy for a fun day to do photoshoot cuz weather was nice, and then he posted the thing to insta.

I still fucking think he decided to get involved cause he genuinely cares, but done the bare minimum with the least bit of thinking/research, yet with the hope of looking good. Just look at certain pre edited caption, and the edited caption. The educated one. Well don't be a Germany (meaning the government, absolutely not the folks). Ye know ma opinion by now x.x

Sooooo taking the opportunity (hi Benny hi muffins sorry again for hijacking, this is important!!) some organizations really worth mentioning if any of ye have a gold coin to spare.

So, Come Back Alive, Open Dialogue, Razom, Mriya Aid, Stavnitser - these mostly deliver aid to the defenders at frontlines; vests, helmets, tech supply and medical aid. Can't even say enough about how essential and almost always running out are compression bandages. Also Hospitallers (and their FB) are worth mentioning here. Crazy concept but the big deliveries of humanitarian/military aid ye might have seen? These are used up in days.

Now, Voices of Children, Help Ukraine Center, Зростай в родині, KHARPP, Four Paws, the animal shelters #1 #2 and PAH. Also this bakery in Kyiv employing folks with disabilities. And these are the big ones but there are hundreds of small initiatives going on in Poland, Romania or Ukraine. Basically organized through the grapevine. Here is even more.

Sooooo not saying Choose Love is doing nothing, but there are more focused organizations ye can support directly without them 'reaching out to their contacts'. Very easy to find and verify. The big guys? Talking big things and ending up doing nothing...

Beside that, if ye reading news (particularly on twitter) ye have a whole lot of independent journalists currently in Ukraine. Support them too if ye can. 

Okie Coral is done now. For muffins who got this far, here is Патрон. A lil army doggo, more famous than Kanye.....

#sorry for another outburst #that;s it for the day ;c #goodnight muffins #seeeeeeeeee ye next time

[tobesensation-9]

Heyyy, could I please request a badboy! Hwiyoung smut and the plot of basically whatever you want it to be?? Sorry that I don't exactly have a plot in mind but I've been craving bad boy Hwi for a while now ☺️

I feel like he tries sooooo hard to radiate this energy! He does when he’s in music videos and photoshoots, but we all know he’s a softy lol.

“I’m Not a Dick, Just Confident” (Hwiyoung x Reader)

Genre: Smut

Synopsis: Bad boy Hwiyoung is a acquaintance of yours in college. He’s a jerk and he knows it but doesn't give a shit. Because even though you call him that, he knows you want him. But unlike you, he’s not afraid to show that he wants you too.

Warnings: Partying with underage drinking and drug usage. Usual college stuff lol (but I don’t condone for those who are under age and/or not responsible ☝🏽.) And and oral sex, female receiving. 

Amongst your friends you were the daredevil at parties. You weren’t afraid to do dares that were wild and crazy when playing truth or dare. You also were the first if not the only one drinking amongst your friends. They knew if you were going out and there was gonna be alcohol, that you were gonna have your fun and not hold back. But after one night when you got a little too emotional after drinking your fifth cup of jungle juice, you pledged to take it easy on your drinking.

“We’re gonna hold you accountable on your pledge y/n.” Says your friend Lindsey as the four of you approach the booming house with college students walking in, out, and loitering around with cups in hand. 

“Yeah I can't keep giving you piggyback rides whenever you get drunk. I'm gonna have a bad back like an old man soon,” says Chanhee as he puts his hand on his back acting as if he's currently in pain. 

“We haven't been to a party all semester. So you can stop acting like your back still hurts.” 

“I’m surprised your back was the only thing that hurt drunk y/n to 10 times as blunt. She’s damaged my pride already when sober. You’re even more brutal then,” Taeyang shudders at the thought of you telling him things that you don't even remember. 

“I would apologise but you know....I was drunk.” 

“Yeah, yeah I know.” 

“Are you guys ready?” Lindsey looks back at the three of you before opening the door. 

“Yes! Let’s go slow-poke,” you push passed her and open the door yourself. 

As you’d hoped, it was the fun chaos you loved. There was dancing, making out, and little circles of people playing stupid little games. You needed a break from all the stresses of college work. This was what you yearned for. 

“Hey guys!” 

You turn to your right and see your upper classman Seokwoo approaching you. In your first semester you had the biggest crush on him and would ask him for help all the time in a Sociology class you had together. You’d been friends with I'm since, your crush eventually dying down as time when by. 

“Hey! Where should we go? What area is the most fun?” 

“Oh just follow me to one of the circles and you'll see for yourself.” 

The four of you follow your upper classman to a circle and your heart immediately picks up its pace. Youngkyun and his best friends Sanghyuk and Youngbin sit with him amongst the circle with other people you've recognised from being around campus. 

“Youngkyun hasn't taken a shot yet and we’ve been playing for a while now, having done every dare.” Your upper class was really smart but he did like to enjoy stuff like this, not participate just watch. 

Seeing him you didn't know what to do. You didn't like him, yet the way his white t-shirt looked so tight on him as you caught yourself starting, made you want to claw his clothes off. 

You’ve only had a few exchanges with him and they weren't good. It consisted of him being a jerk and not being considerate of you either walking and not holding the door or bumping into and you not saying the nicest things to him. But he never said anything to you, he just laughed and called you cute and feisty and that he liked feisty, whatever that meant. 

“Oh feisty’s here?” 

Looking away from his defined you look up to see Youngkyun noticing you and your cute outfit. You came to the party looking hot knowing you’d catch a few peoples eyes, but you didn't think his would be one of them. 

“It’s not feisty, its y/n.” 

“Oh?” He raises his hands up in surrender. “That’s cute, just like you. But I like feisty better thanks.” 

You roll your eyes and say something else before Chanhee moves up and speaks, “Let us join you guys if you don’t mind.” 

“If feisty is your friend, then sure,” Youngkyun smirks at you and sits back down on the couch he had been sitting on. 

“You guys wanna play spin the bottle now? Since we have more people,” Sanghyuk grabs an empty vodka bottle and places it on the ground.

“We play it like truth or dare too. Just who ever spins it has to ask the person it lands on, and oh, no truths, unless its a juicy question,” Youngbin looks at you guys to see if you have any questions. His red hair is similar to the burning feeling his look gives. 

“Yeah, we get it” Chanhee turns to the rest of us to make sure we’re on board. Lindsay and Taeyang nod in agreement and now all of them are looking at you. “Y/n, are you okay with this? I’m surprised you didn't already say yes,” Taeyang looks at you in concern. 

Your friends were always down to have some stupid fun, but they always made sure that everyone was comfortable doing so. You glance over at Youngkyun who already had his eyes on you his smirk fading as he sees you making up your mind, before looking back to your friends. “Okay cool. But if that guy does or says any shit out of line, I’m fighting.” 

Lindsay scoffs, “Y/n stop acting like you have the hots for him, you wanna fuck him all three of us know it. And he’s not hiding the fact that he wants you too. Maybe you could some if you play?” “Lindsay shut up, and no I-I don’t.” You move to sit down closer to them, with the three of them moving closer to you, Lindsay whispers in your ear as Youngkyun perks up at you guys finally ready to play. “You wanna fuck him, it’s okay we already know. You dont have to deny it.” 

You start the game off safe with Chanhee doing most of the work, asking people juicy truths that make them flustered. Chanhee knows a lot about the talk of the school, so it was only natural. You aren't involved in the game at all until Chanhee spins the bottle again and it lands on Youngkyun. He looks up from looking at the bottle and smirks at Chanhee. “What juicy question do have for me? Don’t go easy on me. I can take it.” Chanhee tries to suffice a smile and looks at you, then to Lindsay and Taeyang. “Sorry I have to know y/n. I’m curious.”

 “What are you-” “Out of all people here, who would be the one sleep with more than once? We all know you've slept with everyone here, so who’d you screw twice?” He smiles then gradually starts to laugh out loud. “Oh, I see why people like you. Chanhee isn't it?” “Yeah. Now who would it be?” He looks down at his shoes then back up at Chanhee. “I actually haven't slept with everyone here. But there is someone I wouldn't mind constantly sleeping with..” he trails off and he turns to you. Your friends turn to each other bursting into laughter.

 Some other girls playing along look at you and disgust. Some of his fangirls you assumed. The games then continues, you feeling nervous yet excited at the same time. The bottle never landed on you, nor did anyone choose you for a dare. Which was odd because people always did. You thought the other people stirred clear because of Youngkyun’s response to Chanhee. Youngkyun spins the bottle super fast, having everyone looking and waiting in anticipation. The bottle then stops in-between you and Lindsay. Right when it stops Lindsay pulls you closer to her so that bottle is pointed directly at you. 

“Let me go!” “You’ll thank me later,” she whispers before letting you go. “Now everyone would've gone now” Sanghyuk looks down at the bottle then at you and smirks. The way Youngkyun is looking at you, you can tell he wants to eat you alive, and does nothing else but turn you on. “15 minutes in heaven ‘Feisty’?” Before you could answer he gets and grabs your hand and takes you up to a bedroom. 

All of your friends “Oooooo” as you walk away. Lindsay mimics a phone with her hands, signaling you to call her when you’re done. In an empty bedroom you assume is his you pulls you in. You hadn't noticed but Rowoon had followed you two, you assumed to close the door. Before he does he winks at you, “Let me know when your done, you still have my number. Have fun.” He then closes and locks the door. 

“Timer is set!” you hear him yell and hear his voice fade away. “You look scared “Feisty’” you turn to the hot guy behind you sitting on the bed. “I’m not, just surprised.” “You know I've been praying the bottle landed on you all night?” “Ah..really?” You continue to stand near the door, fidgeting your hands. “You don’t have to be so nervous,” he says as he looks at your hands. 

“I-I’m not.” You pul your hands behind your back. He gets off the bed and slowly walks toward you. “I noticed the way you looked at me when you first arrived. You want me and I want you too, but I won't do anything unless you say so ‘Feisty’”. He's standing a foot away from you now, you didn’t realise it but you were up against the door now. You’ve fantasised doing any and everything with him, but now that he was yours to have, you were too nervous to even saying anything.“You want me right y/n?” Hearing the sound of your name coming from him made you weak. 

Before you even noticed you were nodding and were wrapping your arms around his neck, kissing him hungrily. Caught off guard himself he looks down at you, eyes wide before coming back to reality and putting his hands on your waist. The more the two of you kiss, the more caressing and moans are made. 

At one point he reaches his to squeeze your ass. The mewls a moan out of you and he moans back in return. You didn't know but just like you, he’s been thinking of doing anything and everything to you too. 

Soon he walks the two of you back to the bed. Once your on the bed you start to practically claw off his leather jacket. “Your so eager baby.” “I thought I was ‘Feisty?’” Help me take this shit off.”

He doesn't say anything else and does what you say, the two of you stripping each other in a heated rush. Once the two of you are naked he lays you back and delves into you heat. The flicking of his tongue and the gentle sucking of his lips on your clit were making you moan him a melody.  

“That feel good?” 

“Ahh yeah. Just like that.” 

He keeps up the same steady rhythm and you come close to cumming. “Youngkyun, wait, I don’t wanna cum yet.” 

He stills and lifts his head. “We don't you cumming just yet. I wanna feel you around me first.” 

He moves to the bedside table and opens the one draw it has to pull out a condom. He stops and hesitates when he moves back on the bed. “You me to fuck you right?” 

You look up a him in confusion. “I wouldn't have charged at you like that if I didn't want you fuck me.” 

He looks up and smirks, but something about him wasn't right. 

“I bet you don’t do this to other girls, asking them multiple times if they’re sure about this.”

“You’re right. I don’t.” 

“Then what's the problem?” 

He looks up at you and looks like he’s about to say something else when the two of you hear a knock on the door. 

“Shit. I forgot we were playing 15 minutes in heaven,” he says as he hands you your clothes to hurry and dress yourself. He throws back on his white t-shirt and blue jeans before opening the door a bit to not show you getting dressed. 

“You guys okay in there?” 

You hear Chanhee peeping in. “Yeah I know everyone forgot about you guys. They seemed have gotten bored once you left,” You hear Taeyang ask. 

“No we’re good. Perfect.” 

“Why aren't you opening the door?” You hear Lindsay question as she pushes passed Youngkyun and sees you just finishing up straightening your clothes. 

“We’re fine guys. Youngkyun told you the truth.”

“Did we interrupt something?” Chanhee looks at you smirking. 

“What do you think. You guys knew the two of us screw around already why are you asking that?” 

You’ve gotten a little annoyed at your friends tonight, but Chanhee was the reason you ended up getting the best of your life. 

“I think we should enjoy the rest of the party. We’ll join you guys in a sec,” Youngkyun says to your friends a looks back at you. Your three friends give you a thumbs up before leaving the room. 

“What did you want to talk about?” 

“I think for the first time ever, I’m hesitant in fucking someone.” 

“Whoo hoo that's great. You want like a cookie or something?”

He snickers at your sarcastic remark. “I’m saying that I dont want to. Because trust me,” he motions to his boner prominent through his jeans, “I do. I just want to enjoy the party with you more.”

“Okay.” He smiles at you and you smile back. “I will admit, I always thought you were kinda of a dick.” 

“I’m not a dick ‘Feisty’, just confident. There’s a difference.” 

#sf9 #sf9 smut #Youngbin #Inseong #Jaeyoon #Dawon #Zuho #Rowoon #Taeyang #Hwiyoung #Chani #hwiyoung x reader #Hwiyoung smut #bad boy hwiyoung

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I know we just got it, but is there a chance of a follow-up to Brienne being able to read people's minds? It's sooooo good.

I have been absolutely overwhelmed by the response to telepathic!Brienne, and I truly hope you enjoy this follow-up! Thank you to @resthefuture​ for this AMAZING moodboard! 

Part One, “Noise” can be read here.

Brienne’s elbow jerked, and a nearby coffee cup tipped to the side; brown liquid spilling across the conference room table. Her colleagues scrambled to clear away the papers littering the surface; a flurry of thoughts bombarding Brienne as she suddenly became the focal point of the meeting. 

What a klutz. 

You’d think someone with arms that long would have better control over them. 

What is Tarth even doing here? She hasn’t worked on a proper case in months. 

Fuck; thanks a lot, Tarth! Why don’t you go back to the bridge you crawled out from?

She shouldn’t be here. She probably has a concussion. 

Brienne looked up at that last thought; Jaime Lannister’s voice cutting clear across the din. Despite the concern in every syllable, the senior partner sat in his chair, scrolling through his phone with disinterest. He seemed utterly oblivious to her mishap at the other end of the table. And, yet, Brienne was sure it was him. Sure it was his voice, filled with longing, that had called out for her to look at him for once. And, yet—

“Are you finished, Ms Tarth?” Brienne opened her mouth to respond, but Lannister didn’t allow her the opportunity. “Good. Stone: update on the Greyjoy case.” 

As one of her fellow associates launched into the latest legal battle between the brothers warring over their father’s will, Brienne dropped to her seat; cheeks flushed. On a normal day, knocking over a coffee cup and drawing the ire of a senior partner would rank amongst one of her worst. But her newfound...ability pushed it to the very top. Her colleagues barely tolerated her. Renly Baratheon used her. And Jaime Lannister— Well, Brienne wasn’t entirely sure what to make of him just yet. 

The meeting finally drew to a close, and her colleagues filed out one-by-one. Renly was the first to leave; he had an appointment with an intern at the advertising agency on five for some illicit fun in the men’s bathroom. Her colleagues had casework, calls to make, games to play. Brienne was the last to rise, and almost the last to leave. Jaime Lannister remained sitting; his manicured fingertips tracing the grain in the wood. 

“We don’t do injury claims here, Ms Tarth.” 

Her forehead furrowed. “I’m–I’m sorry?” 

He pointed at her face. “The bump on your head. This is a serious firm, taking on serious cases. You won’t find anyone here to take your case if you decide to sue.” A lawsuit is too good for whatever animal did that to you, anyway. A broken jaw would be better. 

“I—” Brienne was tired of half-finishing her sentences; so overwhelmed was she that words were far beyond her grasp. So she swallowed, straightened, and said: “I don’t intend to sue, Mister Lannister, but I do intend to press charges when the gold cloaks catch whoever was responsible.”

If she hadn’t heard his soft, aching thoughts, Brienne would have missed the taut line of his shoulders; the tightening of his grasp around the table. “You were attacked?” A broken jaw is far too good. I’ll call Tyrion; he knows people. We’ll have him buried by day’s end. 

“No!” Brienne blurted; Lannister’s eyes widening at her sudden outburst. Fuck. “I mean, I was attacked, but only because I was trying to save someone else from being mugged.” 

“Well, aren’t you the gallant knight.” Like Ser Blue. Tall, strong; I bet you could pin me–no, Jaime, not in the workplace. “We have an excellent healthcare policy, Ms Tarth; we here at Lannister, Baratheon, and Targaryen pride ourselves on it, in fact. I suggest you use it.” Please go home, Brienne. Get some rest. 

“Thank you, but I’m fine.”

He shrugged. “Suit yourself. But this was me covering my own arse; if you decide to sue us later for breach of care or...whatever, your case won’t hold water. I’d get some ice for your head, though. That bruise makes you look even uglier than usual.” 

Lannister rose from his seat and made his departure from the conference room. He looked like the Warrior as he departed: expensive suit, well-cut mane, golden grin. But Brienne could hear his thoughts, and they betrayed a different kind of man. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Why did you say that, you idiot? Now she’s going to think you think she’s ugly, and judging from last night’s— Brienne was grateful when Lannister disappeared from her eye-line, and she could no longer hear him. If she had any doubts that his thoughts were about her, they had evaporated some ago. Jaime Lannister, the most eligible bachelor in King’s Landing and a disgrace to the legal profession, liked her. 

Too many thoughts. Too many questions. Too loud. Too much noise. 

Brienne retreated to her office, adjusted the blinds and shut the door. She logged onto her company laptop and pulled up a search engine, deciding to start at the beginning. Hearing people’s thoughts brought up more than a few results about mental illness. Telepathy was a more prosperous search, although Brienne was led to more than one site promising to teach people how to read thoughts for a monthly fee. Her search came up with nothing as to how to control or stop it; the most useful advice she saw was not telling a maester she could hear other people’s thoughts. 

After a while, Brienne opened a new window and typed in Jaime Lannister. 

As expected, there was the firm’s website; a series of tabloid articles detailing his well-publicised affair with his step-sister. The images tab revealed numerous photoshoots for various magazines, including a charity calendar of various attorneys in the city. Renly’s month had been in Brienne’s kitchen all year round. The news tab made mention of cases he’d won – and the Aerys Targaryen debacle. He’d wrecked Targaryen’s defence on purpose; had almost been disbarred had his father not come to his aid. Jaime Lannister was deplorable. And he liked her. 

Before Brienne could fall down a rabbit hole about what that said about her, there were two knocks at the door. Renly didn’t even wait to be invited in before he came inside, throwing her that winning smile. “Hey, you.”

She quickly pulled down the lid of her laptop before he could see the pictures of Jaime and jump to the wrong conclusion. “Hello yourself.”

“So, earlier, I mentioned that very special job for you?” 

“Right.”

“Shall we head to my office? We can talk about the case, one-on-one.” Come on, you never miss the opportunity for some alone time with me, Brienne. Take my special job, so I can get some jobs of my own down at the Club. “I’ll get the tea – no coffee.” 

“I–I can’t.” Are you serious? Brienne was serious. She was better than this; a better lawyer than this. Now she knew the truth, she would not let herself be used in such fashion. “I’m afraid I’m working on another case already.”

Renly chuckled. “Well, as a senior partner, I’m sure we can move a few people around.” Are you really trying to play hard to get, Brienne?

“The case I’m working on is for a senior partner. Mister Lannister asked for my help.” 

Oh, fuck off he did. He can’t stand you. “He did?” At that exact moment, as if the Gods wished to test Brienne further, Lannister walked by her office. “Jaime, can I bother you for a minute?”

“Why stop at a minute?” Why couldn’t you have run the Storm’s End office? Your brother is a bore, but at least you know where you stand with him. “What’s wrong, Renly?”

“Brienne here says you’ve asked for her help on a case? I was rather hoping she could help with mine.” 

Lannister’s head swivelled towards her; one eyebrow raised, intrigued. “She did, hmm?” Don’t tell me you’ve finally wised up to this arse, Tarth. She had. And if it came down to it, she’d rather listen to his thoughts than Renly’s. What a sorry state her life had become. “Well, she is. Working with me on a case.”

Renly spluttered. “But–but Brienne and I have a special working relationship.”

Oh, I know all about your relationship. She does all the work while you galavant around town. “Well, this case requires Ms Tarth’s special skillset. Sorry, Renly. Guess she’s mine now.”

Brienne was about to voice an objection over being treated like property when she heard Jaime’s inaudible sigh. If only. 

#braime #jaime x brienne #brienne x jaime #anonymous #mine: paragraph prompts #ship: braime #fic: telepathic brienne

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Can I get something along the lines of you are on tour with Scott and he starts acting weird and you think he’s mad about something but then surprises you by asking you to be his girlfriend on stage please and thank you! I love your writing so much, you’re amazing💕🥺

I’m sorry this took me so long! I loved this idea so much and I really wanted to take my time on it! I hope I did it justice my love! 

Y/n and Bruce had been friends for years, since he first moved to LA, she was the one who took all his pictures and did most of the behind the scenes for his videos so when he started dating Carly she was so excited for him and grateful when he introduced her to their friend group. Y/n fit right in with the ‘vlog squad’ they all were obsessed with her sweet but shy personality; little did they know at first that her shyness would quickly disappear when she got comfortable around them. Y/n had been taking pictures since she could hold a camera and now that she was living in LA and living her dream of being a fulltime photographer, she couldn’t be happier. She developed such an amazing friendship with the group, and she was so grateful to Bruce for that but mostly she was grateful for him introducing her to Scott. Scott was who Y/n clicked with the best and got closest two, they were both just such creative and artistic people it was hard for them to not attract each other; this was also why her and Bruce got along so well but with her and Scott there was something different there.  

It was a normal Sunday afternoon, Y/n was sitting in her office at her apartment editing some pictures from a recent photoshoot she had done. She had her a playlist playing from her google speaker that Scott had made for her full of songs he said she would fall in love with, he was right. Y/n was interrupted by a text from Bruce.  

Brucey: Can I come by quick? I have to talk to you about something.  

Y/n: doors open, in the office.  

She answered him quickly before turning her attention back to the photos, Bruce lived in the same apartment building as Y/n, so it wasn’t long before she heard her apartment door open and close. “Hey y/n/n.” He said as he walked into the office and sat on the couch she had against the wall. “What’s up bud?” She asks giving him her full attention and resting her chin on her hand. “Well...” Bruce chews his lip and smirks looking at her. “How would you like to come on tour with me and Scotty and do all the photography?” He asks the smirk on his lips spreading when her eyes almost bug out of her face. “Jesus Bruce, you don’t waste any time do you.” She says giggling caught off guard. “Is that a yes?” he asks looking hopeful. Y/n giggles and rolls her eyes. “Obviously, you know I’d do anything for you and Scott.” She said making him smirk again and raise his eyebrows. “Don’t even say anything.” She says pointing to him. Bruce was the first one to accuse her of having feelings for Scott, he knew Y/n and Scott too well to not be able to tell when she likes someone, it wasn’t hard to tell though, her and Scott were almost always with each other and if they’re together chances are they’re flirting as well. Bruce held his hands up in defense and chuckled. “I wasn’t going to say anything, all I know is Scott is going to be so happy you said yes.” He says as he stands and starts to head out. “Bye Bud.” She shouts as he heads out of her apartment.  

It was now two days before they left for tour, Y/n was in her apartment with Carly scrambling to get everything packed that she would need. Carly giggles from Y/n’s bed watching her run around like a chicken with their head cut off. “Y/n, relax, you still have two more days if you don’t finish today.” Y/n frowns at her finally sitting on the floor next to her pile of close on the floor and suitcase. “I know, I’m just so nervous, this is the biggest thing I’ve ever done Carl.” Carly smiles at her. “I know, but you’re made for this, you’re so talented and TJ hasn’t stopped talking about how amazing the pictures came out for when you shot emo nite that time.” Y/n smiles at her friend, she was right, Y/n had nothing to be nervous about for this tour, she thinks the reason she’s most nervous is being with Scott in such a small space for so long, it was going to be torture.  

“So, I will pick you up tonight at 5, our flight is at 7:30.” Y/n has her phone proped up on her desk while she works on her computer. She looks at her phone and smiles at Scott through the screen. “Okay that sounds good, I’m just finishing up my last project and sending it off then I’m all yours for the whole tour.” She tells him catching him smirking “I like the sound of that.” He teases making her blush. They had already done their show in Anaheim and they’re next show was in Sydney Australia, Y/n was so excited, they were going a few days early so they could explore and enjoy themselves before the show. “Of course you do.” She says teasing back. “Who are you sitting with on the plane?” She asks looking away from the phone and back at her computer trying to not get too distracted by Scott’s handsome face filling her phone screen. Scott and his management had taken care of all her fights and stuff, so she had no clue what the seats were like or anything. She knew of course that they were taking a tour bus for most of the tour but that’s really it which she didn’t really mind too much. Scott almost doesn’t hear her questions because he’s too busy watcher her, the way she takes her bottom lip in between her teeth and chews it while she works, or the way her eyebrows wrinkle together. He clears his throat trying to pull himself out of his thoughts when he hears her asking him a question. “Um... We’re all in first class, Bruce is sitting with Chris and Patrick and you’re sitting with me.” Scott says which makes her smirk and glance over at him on the phone. “I should’ve known, you love to hog all of my attention.” She says making him chuckle. “I could say the same about you.” He teases making her roll her eyes. “As If.” Before Scott could say anything else Bruce was walking into Y/n’s office making her almost jump out of her skin and scream. Scott’s eyes went wide. “Y/n? Are you okay?” He asks worried. Y/n glares at Bruce before sitting back in her chair. “Yeah sorry, Bruce just came into my apartment and scared the shit out of me.” This makes Scott laugh and shake his head. “Okay well I’ll see you later.” He says before hanging up.  

“Fuck Bruce.” She says putting her hand to her chest. “You scared the shit out of me, I’m pretty sure I’m having a heart attack.” She says making Bruce laugh. “Sooooo dramatic.” he tells her, as he sits on the couch. Y/n finally sends out the final product of the project she was finishing and turns off her computer. “What's up?” Y/n asks Bruce who hasn’t said much since he sat down. “I think me and Carly are gonna break up.” He almost whispers making Y/n’s heart break, she knew that Bruce has been struggling with a lot of person mental health issues and sometimes is put a damper on their relationship, but they were so good together. She frowns at her friend before sitting on the couch next to him, “Bruce I’m so sorry.” Y/n tells him hugging him tight. Bruce hugs her and sighs. “We’re gonna take this tour as time apart and see how we feel when I come back.” Y/n nods she doesn’t say anything else about it, she can tell he doesn’t really want to talk about it, more of a distraction from the situation. “How about we go get an early dinner before Scott comes and picks us up for the airport. Bruce smiles and nods.  

Bruce and Y/n go to a restaurant that’s walking distance from their apartment, they have a great dinner and talk about tour and how excited they both are, Y/n doesn’t bring up her and Scott though, she doesn’t want to talk about her feelings while her best friend is about to go through a break up. Bruce tells her all about their first tour and how much fun that one was, this time was way bigger and they were taking a bus so it was more official, never mind the fact that they were going to fucking Australia.  

Bruce and Y/n walk back to their apartment building and Scott had already texted them letting them know he would be there soon to pick them up, they separate at the elevator and go to their own apartments to get their bags and settle everything before they leave. It's about 5 minutes later when she hears a knock on her door. “Come in!” She yells assuming it’s Scott or Bruce. She’s in her bedroom putting her last-minute things into her bags and putting her carry on together with, a change of clothes, headphones, charger, laptop, camera, batteries, batterie charger and some snacks. “Hey sweetie.” Scott says as he walks into her bedroom. Y/n turns and smiles wide at him, “Hey Tushie.” She says wrapping her arms around his torso hugging him. Scott rolls his eyes at the nickname but secretly he thinks it’s the cutest thing in the whole world and loves when she calls him it. Scott holds her close and kisses the top of her head. “Are you ready to go?” He asks when they both reluctantly pull away. Y/n nods and zips her backpack closed before singing her arms through the straps and putting it on her back. She grabs her huge suitcase and rolls it out into the living room after making sure everything in her bedroom was unplugged and nothing was turned on. Scott chuckles when he sees her come out of the room with her suitcase, this thing was huge. Y/n was short and all, but this thing was almost past her hips it was so big.  

Scott helped her bring her things to his car and she climbed into the passenger seat while he went to Bruce’s apartment to help him with his stuff. Y/n was on her phone scrolling through social media and answering a couple emails when Bruce and Scott finally got back to the car. While they drove to the airport Bruce talked about everything going on with him and Carly with Scott and Y/n, the whole situation broke her heart, knowing how much to two actually loved each other and the hard time Bruce was having mentally; However its true what they say, you can’t love someone if you can’t love yourself, and Bruce has a lot going on in that pretty head of his. While Scott talked to Bruce and tried to give him the best advice he could his hand was planted on Y/n’s knee, this wasn’t something knew but what was new was him moving his hand to her thigh and rubbing his thumb back and forth slowly, she wasn’t complaining at all, it was just new.  

Y/n was sitting comfortably in her seat with her backpack under her seat, Scott was putting his stuff in the overhead bin, Y/n was happy to see that Bruce, Chris and Pat were sitting in the seats across the aisle from her and Scott and Bruce was in the aisle seat next to her. Y/n was not prepared for the 18-hour flight, she had never really been out of the country before, so she’d never been on a plane for this long. It was currently almost 8pm on Tuesday and they were landing on Wednesday at 2pm La time which made it actually Thursday at 9pm. Trying to figure all that out made her head spin.  

They had been flying for about 3 hours now and Y/n was cuddled into her seat a blanket over her and she was watching a movie with Scott on his screen, she couldn’t believe the amazing seats that they had gotten them all for the flight, they literally laid down completely. Y/n sat up in her seat a little looking peaking at Scott watching him while he watched the movie, she would never get over how incredibly beautiful he was. Scott smirked and looked at her from the corner of his eye. “Can you stop staring at me?” He whispers chuckling a little. Y/n blushes and pulls her blanket over her head. “What if I don’t wanna.” She whispers still hiding under the blanket, Scott chuckles and pulls the blanket down, “At least try to make it less obvious.” He tells her making her blush even more. Y/n covered herself with her blanket up to her eyes peaking at him again making him shake his head, he placed his hand on her thigh and kept his eyes on the screen in front of him but he couldn’t pay attention, he could feel her eyes on him.  

Y/n was fast asleep with in 10 minutes and she slept all the way until hour 8, Scott looked over at her every once and a while smiling to himself, she looked so beautiful even with her mouth slightly parted with soft snores slipping past her lips. Bruce looked over at his friends seeing Y/n passed out but when he looked at Scott, he couldn’t help but smile, he was watching y/n sleep with the most love in his eyes.  

It was finally hour 17 and Y/n was starting to get super stiff. Everyone was wide awake at this point, Y/n puts her laptop by her feet and leans over to Scott. “I’m gonna go to the bathroom, I’m gonna explode if I don’t stretch my legs.” She whispers to him; Scott nods and squeezes her thigh before moving his hand off of it. Once she walked away and was out of view Bruce jumped into her seat and leaned over to Scott. “So when are you going to tell her?” He asks not even trying to be subtle at all. Scott’s eyes widen when he looks at his friend totally caught off guard. “Um.... What are you talking about dude?” He says scratching the back of his neck. “Listen,” Bruce looks around making sure she’s not coming back “She likes you, and you like her. I don’t see the issue.” Bruce tells him making Scott sigh. “I can’t ruin this friendship Bruce; she means too much to me.” Scott confesses making Bruce sigh. “Just trust me.” He pats Scott’s shoulder before going back to his own seat. Y/n came back a few minutes later sitting back down in her seat and putting her lap top back on her lap. She was working on editing some of her own pictures that she had done a long time ago but never has time to work on.  

It was weird, the rest of the flight Scott barely talked to her and his hands stayed to himself. They finally had landed, and they were waiting by baggage claim for all their bags. Y/n already had her camera out and she was taking some pictures of the boys while they were waiting. She grabbed her back off the belt and stood next to Bruce since Scott hadn’t said a word to her since she went to the bathroom earlier. Y/n was even quiet the whole way to the hotel and was a little grateful to find out that she was sharing a room with Bruce and not Scott. Y/n sat on her bed in the room and put her face in her hands sighing, she didn’t understand why Scott was ignoring her, she couldn’t think of a single thing she could’ve done. Bruce walked out from the bathroom and frowned putting his hand on her shoulder. “Y/n/n? What’s wrong.” when she looks at him, she has tears in her eyes. “Scott is ignoring me.” She says her voice cracking. Bruce looks at her confused. “What? Since when?” he asks sitting next to her on the bed. She bites her lip trying to rub the tears from her eyes. “Since I went to the bathroom on the plane. I didn’t do anything, when I left my seat, we were great, and I came back, and he hasn’t talked to me since.” Bruce stands up and shakes his head. “That’s not right Y/n.” He says getting upset. Y/n shakes her head and grabs his hand seeing him inch toward the door. “Please don’t say anything, I just wanna shower and go to bed again. Bruce nods his head and sits on his bed. “okay fine.”  

The next to Y/n was so excited to explore Sydney and take pictures but she couldn’t help but feel a little sad still not hearing from Scott. She got dressed into a pair of acid washed skinny jeans, a blush flowy crop top and a pair of white sneakers. She did her hair and makeup before sitting on her bed and putting all of her stuff for the day together, she put her extra fully charged batteries, her camera and an extra memory card just in case. Bruce came back into their room and hands her a coffee. “Good morning” he says making her smiles. “Ugh you’re a life saver, thank you.” She says happily taking it and sippy the hot liquid. “Are you ready to head out? I think everyone's gonna meet in the lobby.”  She nods and stands slinging her white backpack over her shoulders. Everyone is standing in the lobby waiting for the two of them. The plan was to go and get breakfast before they start exploring the area, Scott and Chris had been there before, so they were the tour guides for the day. “Good morning.” Y/n coos smiling at everyone she nudges Scott with her elbow and smiles at him. “Morning Tush.” She says softly so only he would hear. “Hey.” he says before putting his arm around her shoulder and kissing her head. Y/n smiles loving the sudden contact with him.  

Breakfast went amazing, Scott sat next to her and his hand planted on her thigh rubbing small circles as they joked with their friends and she took some pictures, oh and the food was pretty good as well. They walked around the city for hours, taking pictures sightseeing and then were now about to do a ferry ride. Scott took her hand helping her climb onto the boat safely and she smiled thanking him before she made her way to the front sitting on the couches that they had set up. Bruce came and sat next to her looking out at the water. “God this place is so beautiful.” he said happily making her smile, it was good to see him happy right now. Instead of sitting on the other side of her Scott was talking to Chris and Patrick leaning against the railing, Y/n took out her camera again snapping some pictures of the boys and then the scenery around them. “Do we have to go home?” She asks turning toward Bruce frowning. Bruce chuckles and shakes his head. “Unfortunately, we will have to eventually.” He says making her sigh. It was so beautiful here; she had fallen in love with the country already and they had only been there for such a short amount of time. Y/n was standing at the railing walking the city go by, they were already heading back to the dock and it was dark out already. Scott came over and smiled at her, “Hey sweetie.” He says making her turn toward him and smile. “Hi Tushie. Are you having fun?” She asks leaning her back against the railing. Scott tucks a piece of hair behind her ear and nods. “Are you?” He asks standing close to her his hand cupping her cheek. Y/n bites her lip looking up into his eyes, her stomach was doing flips when she realizes how close the two are, one wrong move and their lips would be attached. “Yeah.” Was all she could choke out in a small whisper making Scott smirk. They stay like that for what feels like forever, staring into each other eyes their noses almost touching. “Fuck it.” Scott mutters before he’s crashing his lips against hers. Y/n’s eyes widened before they fluttered shut and she wrapped her arms around his neck loving the way it felt when their lips moved together, Scott wrapping his arms around her waist pulling her closer to him. The pair only pulled apart when they felt the ferry slow and start coming to a stop at the dock, y/n didn’t want to open her eyes because she was so afraid that if she did it would all be a dream, she bit her lip and slowly let her eyes flutter open to look up into Scott’s blue eyes. Scott smiled at her and ran his fingers through her hair and pecked her lips one more time before moving away from her to grab their stuff and leave the ferry. Her skin ached to have him touch it again but she couldn’t dwell on it too long because everyone was starting to climb off the boat and onto the dock, she grabbed her things before catching up with her group. She happily took Bruce’s hand as he helped her jump off the boat and onto the dock, she thanked him and he just smirked and winked at her. She was so consumed with what happened with Scott she hadn’t even thought about the fact that everyone probably witnessed their steamy make out session.  

They walked back to the hotel and Chris and Pat decided they wanted to go out and get some drinks and dinner, Bruce agreed to go with them, Y/n on the other had was exhausted and wanted to order take out and lay in her bed watching netflix. Scott looked at Y/n when she said she wasn’t gonna go cause she was too tired, he chewed the inside of his cheek trying to decide what he wanted to do. He obviously wanted to spend time with her, but he also had some serious fomo whenever the guys went out without him. Y/n looks at Scott and can see the inner struggle he’s having; she smiles at him and looks back at her phone scrolling through google trying to find what places were close by that she could order food from. “I’m gonna stay back, I’m pretty tired too.” Scott finally says making her look up at him surprised, she bites her lip trying to hide the smile on her lips. Bruce hugs Y/n and tells her he’ll see her later and not to wait up for him, she nods and smiles before following Scott into their hotel. While they wait for the elevator, she looks up at Scott who’s staring at the closed doors, “You’re starring again.” He teases making her blush and look down at her feet smiling. “Sorry.” She mumbles making him smirk. “Why didn’t you wanna go?” She asks as they walk into the elevator and Scott presses the button for their floor, he shrugs and leans against the wall looking at her. “I’m tired.” he says simple and she nods fiddling with the hem of her shirt. “So, what are we gonna order?” He asks making her look at him again and smile. “You’ve been here before you tell me.” Scott smirks. “Deal go change into something more comfortable. I’ll order us food and you meet me in my room once you’re ready.” Y/n smiled wide and nodded before they went their separate ways.  

Y/n put all of her stuff into her room, she changed into her ‘Don’t be sad’ cropped hoodie and a pair of black high wasted leggings and a pair of slides  before she left her room making sure she had her key for later. Scott sat on his bed after changing into a pair of gym shorts not bothering to put on a shirt, Y/n had seen him without a shirt plenty of times, he ordered from his favorite take out place near the hotel and loaded up Netflix on his laptop setting it on his bed. It was almost 10 minutes later when Y/n was knocking on his hotel room door, he opened the door and stood to the side so she could come in. “Nice hoodie.” He teased causing her to giggle. “Thanks, some guy I know gave it to me.” She teases back before sitting on his bed, she was kinda glad Scott had his own room cause she would hate for one of the guys to walk in on them even if nothing was happening. “Sounds like a loser.” Scott says smirking at her leaning against the wall in front of her.” She frowns and shakes her head. “Actually, he’s kinda the greatest guy I know, besides Bruce.” She winks at him. Scott bites his lip and shakes his head. “You must think pretty highly of this guy.” Scott says making her look down at her lap “you have no idea.” She mumbles under her breath hoping he doesn’t hear but he does. “So where did you order from?” She asks changing the subject quickly, Scott sits on the bed next to her and lays back looking at the ceiling. “It’s called ‘’made in Italy’ one of the best Italian restaurants I’ve been to here. They have amazing pizza.” He tells her but she barely hears what he says. She’s too busy admiring him, his body, his facial features, how beautiful he looks so effortlessly and the way his shorts sit loosely and low on his hips. “Does that sound good?” He asks pulling her out of her dirty thoughts and making her look back at his face. She clears her throat and nods. “Yeah sounds amazing I can’t wait.” Scott smirks and rolls onto his side and starts scrolling through his Netflix account. “So what do you wanna watch?”  

It was about 30 minutes later and maybe 15 minutes into the movie when they heard a know on the hotel room door. It took them so long to decide to watch The Wolf of Wall Street which Scott argued that she had seen far too many times and didn’t need to watch it again, but when she gave him those puppy dog eyes and stuck her bottom lip out into a pout he quickly folded. Scott pauses the movie after y/n pulls herself off of his chest so he can get off of the bed. He opens to door and tips the delivery man before closing the door again. He places the box of pizza on the bed and y/n sits up happily as the smell of the food wafts through her nose. “Smells amazing.” She almost moans making Scott chuckle trying to ignore the twitching in his shorts caused by the moan that slipped out of her lips. Scott wasn’t wrong, this one of the best pizzas she’s ever had in her life, they both ate in silence watching the movie while they finished the whole pizza. Once Y/n’s stomach was nice and full she was laying back down on his bed slipping under the blankets leaning her head against Scott’s shoulder while he finished his food. They were both pretty quiet while watching the movie except Y/n quoting her favorite parts in the movie under her breath. Scott shifted under her making her sit up so he could get comfortable, he wrapped his arm around her waist pulling her close to him making her smile, the two of them had been cuddling since she laid on the bed but they hadn’t talked about what happened earlier in the ferry and it was all the two of them could think about even though they didn’t know it. Suddenly she was sitting up and pausing the movie turning her body toward Scott who was looking at her very confused.  

“What’s wrong?” He asks running his fingers through his messy hair. Y/n bites her lip and looks down at her fingers picking at her nails. “Are we gonna talk about what happened earlier?” She finally gains the courage to ask, Scott sits up a little surprised by her question but he shouldn’t be. He blows out a breath through his nose before rubbing the back of his neck. “We can if you want to.” He says to which she nods “I can’t stop thinking about it. You can’t just do that and then not expect me to wanna talk about it.” She tells him and he nods “I know… I just don’t know what to say.” “Well where does that leave us?” Y/n asks afraid for the answer. Scott’s standing now pacing the small space. “I don’t know Y/n. I didn’t really think that far.” She sighs and stands up from his bed. “Maybe I should leave you to think about that then, because I know what I want from this but I don’t think you do and I want you to figure that out before anything else happens here.” She crosses her arms over her chest, she wasn’t mad at Scott, she had no right to be but she was a little frustrated. You shouldn’t kiss someone if you don’t want to deal with the consequences. Scott frowns and looks at her “If that’s what you want to do I can’t keep you here. But do I want you to leave right now? Absolutely fucking not. I want you to stay here with me, cuddle and finish watching our movie.” He tells her but talks again before she can say anything “but you’re right, I shouldn’t lead you on if I’m not 100% sure what I want to happen.” He kisses her forehead then tucks a piece of hair behind her ear and pecks her lips before she sighs and leaves his room heading back to hers. Once she’s back in her room she lays down grateful Bruce isn’t back yet, she buries her self under the covers and tries her best to fight back tears. She doesn’t understand how he doesn’t feel what she feels between them, and see what Bruce sees when she looks at Scott. She cries herself to sleep that night praying one day she would get what she truly wants from her relationship with Scott.  

Today was the day of their first show and to say Y/n was nervous was an understatement, she also hadn’t heard from Scott since that night, she couldn’t help but think that she pushed too hard and made him mad at her. Bruce said that when he went to lunch with Chris and Pat that Scott didn’t come, he also didn’t answer anyone's texts yesterday. Y/n had texted Scott a couple of times but didn’t want to push too hard and push him further away from her. However, it was show night, her and Bruce decided to go to dinner just the two of them before they had to get ready for the show. Y/n sat picking at her food almost forcing herself to eat, Bruce sighed and put his hand on her forearm. “It’s gonna be okay, everything will work out I promise. Scott loves you too much to lose your friendship no matter what he decides that he wants to do.” Y/n nods and smiles softly at him “Thanks Brucey.” The rest of dinner they avoid the topic for her and Scott’s relationship, instead that talk about how excited and nervous they are about the show. Y/n can’t wait to be on stage with her friends and taking pictures of them doing what they love.  

It was finally time for them to start getting ready before they had to leave for sound check, obviously she didn’t have to be there, but she wanted to get some pictures during sound check. Scott had made baseball jerseys for everyone that was in the band and on the crew that had ‘What’s going on’ on the front and a nickname for them on the back. Scott’s was ‘LilSadBoy’ and Y/n’s was ‘PicturePerfect’ which Y/n thought was a little narcissistic, but Scott reassured her that it was absolutely perfect. Scott had told them that they could wear them whenever but he was going to wear his first show so she decided to wear hers as well, she tied it in a not in the front turning it into a crop, she also wore a pair of short jean shorts and a pair of vans. Normally she would dress up a little more for a show but since she was going to be running around back and forth onstage, she wanted to be more comfortable. She did a very simple make up for the same reason, also not a single person was going to be paying attention to her, she slicked her hair into a high tight ponytail to keep it out of her face and now you could read the back of her jersey. When she came out of the bathroom Bruce looked at her and smiled wide. “You look great Y/n/n.” She smiles at him and blushes, “Thanks Brucey. Are you getting nervous?” She asks as she gathers up her equipment putting it all into her backpack double checking to make sure she has everything that she needs and that all of her batteries were charged, and she had extra memory cards. Bruce shakes his head grabbing all of his things as well. “I was the first tour but not this one, well maybe a little cause I’m performing more of my own stuff this time.” he packed away his guitar into its case and any other things he needs. Just as they were finishing getting their stuff together Bruce’s phone started ringing and he picked it up quickly “What’s up?” He asks slipping on his vans. “Yeah we’re about to leave the room now, we just finished getting everything together.” He pauses for a second. “Yeah we’ll meet you in your room.” and he hangs up his phone putting it into his front pocket. “Scott wants us to meet in his room before we get the car to the venue.” Y/n nods a little nervous and throws her backpack over her shoulder and smiles at him before slipping her phone into her back pocket.  

They finally made it to Scott’s room a few minutes later, he opened the door smiling widely, and pulling Bruce into a hug. “You ready man?” He asks stepping out of the way so they can come inside. “So ready, How about you?” Bruce asks sitting on the bed pulling his phone out of his pocket. “I’m so excited. I can’t wait to kick off this tour.” Scott beams, this is one reason she started developing feelings for Scott, his passion for his music and how his face lights up when he talks about it or shows someone a new song. Scott pulls Y/n into a hug and kisses the top of her head. “Nice shirt.” He mumbles into her ear smirking as he releases her from his grip. “You too.” She winks before sitting next to Bruce. “You ready to kill it with the pics tonight?” He asks her while he finishes packing all of his stuff. She giggles and looks down at her lap trying to hide her blushing cheeks. “A little nervous.” She admits before looking between him and Bruce who both shake their heads. “Bud, you know you’ve got this in the bag, WE know you’ve got this in the bag, so you have no reason to be nervous.” Bruce tells her patting her thigh making her smile at him and nudge her with her shoulder. “Thanks, Brucey.” Once Scott has all of his stuff together and looks at the two who are chatting. “You guys ready?” Y/n stands and smiles wide. “Let’s do this.”  

Sound check went amazing as expected and she got some great pictures of the guys. They were all sitting in the greenroom of the venue and Y/n was getting all of her stuff together to make sure she was fully prepared. “Alright, as tradition everyone has to take a shot, except Bruce of course.” Scott says as he passes shots around to everyone including crew which included Y/n. She sighed and took the shot from him before tossing the burning liquid down her throat sending shivers down her spine. “Fuck.” She groaned under her breath. Scott and the rest of the boys took theirs like total champs of course, while everyone was messing around and getting hyped for the show Y/n was taking all the pictures she could and they were turning out amazing she was already so happy with them and the show hadn’t even started yet. Scott had done a meet and greet before the show and it warmed her heart watching how happy Scott and Bruce got when they met everyone, and how many people supported them and loved them so much. She was also taking pictures for the meet and greets as well which was a lot of pressure for her since she would have to go through every picture and edit them and then send them to the fans through Scott’s tour email which he had given her access to. Y/n was sitting in the middle of the couch leaning against Bruce while she showed him some of the meet and greet pictures giggling at some of the silly ones and showing him some of her favorites, she was very excited for the fans to see them. Scott sits next to her and puts his arm over the back of the couch leaning over to see her camera. She looked at him and smiled nervously before leaning over so he could see as well, Scott smiled wide looking at the pictures. He took out his phone and told her to scroll through them so he could take a video which she nodded in response to, she scrolled through the pictures while her recorded them a wide smile on his face which she mimicked. “Guys! I can’t wait for you to get these meet and greet pictures!” He slowly pans from the camera to her before he continued. “Everyone thank my lovely girl Y/n for absolutely killing every picture she has taken for the tour so far and will continue to kill throughout I’m sure.” Y/n barely heard the rest of his sentence, her brain was too caught up on him calling her his girl, Scott didn’t mean for it to come out but once it did there was no taking it back, if he redid the video it would probably break her fucking heart and he couldn’t break her heart more then he already has these last few days. He tags her in the video before he posts it on his IG story and snapchat. Bruce could see in her face the effect that his words had on her and his heart ached for her, he knew that Scott didn’t mean for it to happen but there was no going back now, he just hoped Scott would come to his senses before it was too late.  

The show was going better than anyone could’ve expected, not a single thing has gone wrong and the pictures she was taking were out of this world, she was even surprised by herself, Bruce opened the show and his set was beyond words, she was so proud of her Brucey boy. The crowd was also so incredible which she never doubted, her friends had the best fanbase which had become her fanbase as well which made her so happy. Scott was pretty much finished with his set he just had one song left which was one of her favorites, ‘Words’. What she wasn’t expecting was for Scott to stop everyone from starting to song, he takes his mic from the stand and paces the stage while he talks to the crowd, “How’s everyone doing tonight?” He asks and the crowd is already screaming making him chuckle and smile wide. “Good! I hope you guys have enjoyed the show! We have one more song left, which is one of my personal favorites, ‘Words’. The crowd screams and he smirks again, “Oh so you’ve heard of it?” He teases. Y/n is standing in the back on the stage on the drum platform standing next to Patrick while taking pictures of Scott talking to the crowd. “Well this song is very special to me because I wrote it about a certain someone...” He pauses and looks around the stage before his eyes lock with hers and he smiles before looking back at the crowd. “I’ve had some strong feelings for this person for a really long time and I’m tired of pushing these feelings away and letting my doubts get the best of me.” Y/n’s heart was pounding so hard she thought she was going to pass out, Patrick was smirking at her and nudged her making her let out a breathy chuckle. “So, with that being said, Y/n will you come join me over her sweetie.” He says turning back to her and holding his hand out to her. Once she makes her way to him, he grabs her hand and raises it over their heads. “You all know Y/n right?” He says making the crowd scream again and making her blush. “Well the song is about her, me wanting to be with her and having these feelings for her and not knowing how to ask her out.” Y/n knew none of this, she remembers when he first showed her the song it brought tears to her eyes, it was so pure and it also made her sad thinking that he thought these things about someone else while she was so in love with him.  

Scott turns around and nods to the guys before kissing her forehead as they start the music, Scott sings the whole song with his eyes on her, Scott makes her lower the camera when she tries to take picture. Y/n bites her lip feeling so exposed and self-conscious but all of this fades away as she listens to the lyrics for the first time knowing they’re about her.  

‘Blank when I look at you Can't think when I'm talking to someone so beautiful Yeah, suddenly something about me has changed And now I can't even remember my name Fine dining and breathing is all that I know so Uh, uhm, I mean- did you maybe want to get dinner? Breakfast? We could go’

He sings right to her his hand cupping her cheek throughout the whole verse and as he comes to the chorus he breaks away from her almost forgetting his putting on a show, the crowd is singing along with him as he jumps around on stage and she finally brings the camera up taking pictures again which makes him shake his head at her. Scott comes back to her and grabs her hand putting her arm around his neck getting as close to her as he can with the mic still against his lips as he sings into it.  

‘My mind goes... (I think I should be yours, I think you could be mine) When I talk, when I talk, when I talk My mind goes...’

Scott finally drops the mic lower as he finishes the song and she has tears filling her eyes as she looks into his so full of love. Every doubt she ever had about his feelings for her are gone and all she feels is his love washing over her. He brings the mic back up to his lips smirking at her. “Y/n will you be mine?” Scott asks making her blush and a nervous giggle leaves her lips, she smiles wide and nods before realizing the crowd probably couldn’t see her. “Yes.” She says into the mic her voice sounding so small as it fills the giant venue. Scott drops the mic on the stage before wrapping his arms around her waist picking her up and spinning her around, the crowd is screaming and cheering and so are all of their friends on stage and backstage. Scott finally puts her back on her feet and grabs her face attaching their lips, something she has been dying to feel again since they got off the ferry just a few nights ago. Once Scott pulls away, he grabs the mic again and smiles wide at the crowd, Y/n gets behind him again so she can take more pictures before he wraps up the show. “Sydney!! You were amazing!  Thank you so much for helping me kick off our ‘What’s Going On’ Tour! We love you so much!! Good Night everyone!” Scott is yelling into the mic, he feels like he's on cloud nine and he never wants to come down, he finally has his girl.  

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About Last Night - P2

A/N So i know I have a million other requests but I’m a sucker for this story sooooo here’s part 2222 lel enjoy!!

Mon 12:00pm

Sirius ~ So before I read the weekend news, should I be worried about seeing any murders I was supposed to be involved in? ~

Y/N ~ Don’t worry I planted your fingertips everywhere so they’ll know you were involved as well ~

Sirius ~ Oh thank god, I needed something to destroy my reputation ~

Y/N ~ And what reputation is that? ~

Sirius ~ Oh you know, cool edgy creative writing major with a soft side ™ ~

Y/N ~ Dear god you’re one of them :O ~

Sirius ~ Ur DiffEReNT thAN OthER giRlS ~

Y/N ~ **Blocked**

Sirius ~ I sincerely hope you know I was joking ~

Y/N ~ I guess I’ll have to find out :P What are you up to today? ~

Sirius ~ Well apart from giving my alibi to police, I have about 3 hours of classes today and an essay due ~

Y/N ~ Wow, that sounds like a super fun day – any good classes? ~

Sirius ~ Yeah I’m enjoying my lit class at the moment, we are doing genre fiction at the moment so looking into how writers create worlds, even within our own world, and why genre fiction is so looked down upon in literature society ~

~ and now that I’ve typed that out I am realising that it probably doesn’t sound wildly interesting ~

Y/N ~ Hahaha nah it does! That would be cool to learn about, I’m a sucker for genre fiction tbh, could never read the classics ~

Sirius ~ That just means you never found a good classic 😉 – What kinda stuff do you read? ~

Y/N ~ look I want no judgement here… I honestly mostly read fantasy/ sci-fi ~

Sirius ~ Have you read Dune?? ~

Y/N ~ Yes !!! Holy shit such a good series !! ~

Sirius ~ I’ve been trying to get my mates to read it for a LIFETIME its so good ~

Y/N ~ I would have thought Remus would have read them? He’s always got a new book with him ~

Sirius ~ I didn’t know you knew Remus as well? But yeah, he in theory would but he also has a long list of to reads and wants to go through them one after another ~

Y/N ~ Yeah, he studies with Lily a lot and I sometimes join them 😊. Also jesus that’s commitment, I’m usually picking up another book whilst I’m halfway through another ~

Sirius ~ I have no idea how he does it, if I’m being honest, if I hate a book I just don’t finish it (please don’t tell my literary friends I told you that, I would be killed in my sleep) ~

Y/N ~ Haha your secret is safe with me – imo I reckon that’s the best way to read, like why force yourself through something just because it’s a classic or whatever, I feel like that’s why so many people don’t read a lot you know? ~

Sirius ~ Completely! I actually just realised I have no idea what you study? ~

Y/N ~ Ahh that’s because I’ve been avoiding the question ~

Sirius ~ It can’t be worse than creative writing – I won’t even get a job after uni ~

Y/N ~ Oh believe me, it is. I study communications ~

Sirius ~ Oh dear lord you are every white girl who ever existed ~

Y/N ~ I know, I’m perpetuating the stereotype its very disappointing tbh ~

Sirius ~ So is that where you work then? ~

Y/N ~ Wow you remember a lot haha yeah, I’m doing an internship in social media management, it’s surprisingly soul-sucking ~

Sirius ~ Is that surprising… 😉 ~

Y/N ~ I mean, that was thinly veiled sarcasm haha but it’s actually not all bad, the strategy behind content etc is actually pretty interesting, and I’m working for an eco-friendly company so at least I get to come up with cool environmental memes ~

Sirius ~ Ahh yes, hit the youth with the memes ~

Y/N ~ See, you’re learning the comms ways already ~

 Thurs 11:28pm

Y/N ~ Whats ya facebook? ~

Sirius ~ Uhhh… Sirius Black? It’s not wildly hard to find, why? ~

Y/N ~ I’m gonna be real, I would like to stalk you ~

Sirius ~ Is this Y/N? ~

Y/N ~ :O ok you’ve known Y/N like 2 days how did you guess that ~

Sirius ~ Cause this message felt like one of those old school msn ‘my friend hacked me !!!’ ~

Y/N ~ You’re a smart boi, Black ~

Sirius ~ thank you kindly stranger ~

 Fri 6:45 am

Y/N ~ I AM SO SORRY ~

~ MARLENE STOLE MY PHONE ~

~ I PROMISE I’M NOT A STALKER ~

Sirius ~ Why on earth are you awake right now ~

Y/N ~ Because my body never allows me to sleep in ~

Sirius ~ how rude, also don’t worry I accepted your Facebook request so you can stalk all you want 😉 ~

Y/N ~ Literally am going to stab Marlene ~

Sirius ~ At least she’s up front ~

Y/N ~ Wait why are you awake rn? ~

Sirius ~ James wants to make the firsts soccer team at uni and has decided I must train with him ~

Y/N ~ Well that’s gross ~

Sirius ~ Couldn’t have said that better myself ~

Y/N ~ so what does this training consist of ~

Sirius ~ Mainly James trying to shoot balls at my head as I attempt to goal keep ~

Y/N ~ Can’t see that ending well ~

Sirius ~ Excuse you, I happen to be VERY athletic. I am a multisided human being thanks ~

Y/N ~ I am so sorry to have placed my predisposed ideas on you ☹ pls forgive ~

Sirius ~ I will have to think about it – right now James wanted me to do suicides and I must go into hiding ~

Y/N ~ Godspeed ~

Sun 2:58pm

Y/N ~ Ok I know I promised not to stalk, but what the fuck is going on in this picture ~

~ file ~

Sirius ~ oh no no no no no no no no ~

Y/N ~ ehheheheheheheheh ~

Sirius ~ I really thought my privacy settings were better than this ~

Y/N ~ Yeah this was very easy to find ~

Sirius ~ I’m going to kill James ~

Y/N ~ You can’t blame james for this beauty ~

Sirius ~ Oh I really can, he decided it would be hilarious for us to have a photoshoot when I was completely trashed one night. And then proceeded to post everything and tag me ~

Y/N ~ James sounds like a fun night out ~

Sirius ~ I wouldn’t say that to lily ~

Y/N ~ What she doesn’t know won’t kill her 😉 ~

Sirius ~ You are slyer than I thought ~

Y/N ~ I think I’m going to frame this photo and place it all over your uni ~

Sirius ~ You wouldn’t ~

Y/N ~ You may need to convince me otherwise ~

Sirius ~ Anything to avoid that embarrassment in my life ~

Y/N ~ Perhaps you’ll just have to owe me for sparing you ~

Sirius ~ I think that’s a fair deal – what about a coffee? ~

Y/N ~ I think a coffee or two would be a fair trade off :P ~

Sirius ~ Well I have the most disgusting week of midterms but perhaps on the weekend? ~

Y/N ~ Sounds LIT ~

Sirius ~ You’ve just made me regret inviting you anywhere ~

Y/N ~ That’s what I’m here for 😉 ~

 Wed 3:07pm

Sirius ~ Bit of a creepy question, but did I see you at uni today? Navy Skirt, Black Jumper, & tights?

Y/N ~ Wow you really observe an outfit don’t you ~

Sirius ~ I mean I noticed the outfit cause I thought it looked good and then I realised it was you and so it stuck in my head ~

~ in a less creepy way ~

~ in fact let me just completely start over – were you at uni today? I think I saw you! ~

Y/N ~ Maybe, what was I wearing? ~

Sirius ~ I hate you ~

Y/N ~ 😉 Well to answer your question, yes I was at uni – it was Lily and I’s weekly cheap lunch date ~

Sirius ~ Classy ladies you two are ~

Y/N ~ Couldn’t describe us better myself ~

Sirius ~ Oh by the way, are you going to Remus’ party this Friday? ~

Y/N ~ Mmmm I was thinking about it, why? ~

Sirius ~ No reason, I just knew Lily was invited and he mentioned inviting some of her friends ~

Y/N ~ Mmmm, yeah he told Lily to bring Marlene and me along, unsure though as Lily is particularly annoyed at James this week and he will of course be there and be annoying ~

Sirius ~ What if I can promise he won’t annoy her? ~

Y/N ~ I really don’t think you should make a promise you can’t keep :P ~

Sirius ~ Ah, you underestimate me! James has to go home this weekend to see his parents so he won’t actually be there ~

Y/N ~ This is a very interesting development – we may reconsider ~

Sirius ~ Well Remus does throw a great party ~

Y/N ~ DO you actually know what James did anyway? She usually likes to rant about it but she’s been shut in her room the past 2 days ~

Sirius ~ Honestly I’m not sure, James has been unprecedently quiet as well ~

Y/N ~ Hmmm how odd ~

Sirius ~ Indeed it is ~

 Friday 4:42pm

Y/N ~ What are you guys wearing tonight? ~

Marlene ~ Not sure, I’m torn between a velour tracksuit or the classic Canadian tuxedo ~

Lily ~ Both very classy options ~

Marlene ~ You know me, go hard or go hard ~

Y/N ~ You’re both incredibly unhelpful ~

Marlene ~ Worried about meeting a certain dark haired texter? ~

Y/N ~ Am I not allowed to want my best friends’ help on my outfits?? ~

Marlene ~ I mean I can’t help you look hot if I don’t know who its for 😉 ~

Lily ~ God forbid she looks hot for herself ~

Marlene ~ Hey, you’ve gotta play to your audience ~

Y/N ~ How would you even know what he likes ~

Lily ~ She stalked him around campus yesterday ~

Y/N ~ um MARLENE ~

Marlene ~ I just wanted to know his style, habits, if he was a psycho killer ~

Lily ~ She has a point, if he’s as annoying as James we have to protect you at all costs ~

Marlene ~ We need to make sure she isn’t sucked in by his serial killer prowess ~

Y/N ~ You’re making me sound like prey ~

Marlene ~ 😉 ~

Y/N ~ How did you even stalk him, Lily has no classes with him ~

Marlene ~ I have my ways ~

Lily ~ She flirted with the office assistant until she gave her Sirius’ schedule ~

Y/N ~ You minx ~

Marlene ~ No one can resist my charms ~

Lily ~ That is yet to be determined actually ~

Y/N ~ very true Lils, we’ve never met anyone you’ve dated yet ~

Marlene ~ Sooooo not the point, and we’ve gone off topic! How are you going to wow Mr Black ~

Y/N ~ That is 100% not what I asked ~

Lily ~ you may as well have ~

Y/N ~ You both suck ~

Lily ~ Wear that flowy black dress you refuse to ever wear!! ~

Marlene ~ YES YOU LOOK BANGING IN THAT ~

Y/N ~ ugh but it’s a casual party ~

Marlene ~ Who gives a shit, stand out ~

Lily ~ He’ll be drooling ~

Y/N ~ I don’t need him to drool I just want to make a good first impression ~

Marlene ~ Aha the truth finally comes out ~

Y/N ~ if you were actually in your dorm I’d be hitting the roof with a broomstick rn ~

Lily ~ Where are you?? ~

Marlene ~ Where do you think 😉 ~

Lily ~ Not the office assistant ~

Marlene ~ 😉 ~

Lily ~ How!? I was with you the whole time, you never exchanged numbers ~

Marlene ~ Exchanging numbers doesn’t have to be an oral task… unlike other things 😉 ~

Y/N ~ We get it, your sexual prowess is above all of us ~

Lily ~ I’m honestly impressed, she was cute ~

Marlene ~ I’m offended you’d be impressed tbh ~

Y/N ~ Ok so you are both coming over to my house in an hour to dress and intoxicate me ~

Lily ~ Deal ~

Marlene ~ Maybe give me an extra 30 mins 😊 ~

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[thetrashywritingwitch]

i got my photos back from my photoshoot saturday and 😭😭😭 she made me look so hot and regal!

TBH when i first saw them i was...upset, but for a really selfish reason. When we take pictures ourselves, like selfies, we know the angles that make us look the best in our eyes. We know the imperfections, the wrinkles, the weird left side of our face that we don’t want to show to the camera. Our pictures are deliberate.

Photographers don’t know any of that shit - they just take photos but aren’t privy to our insecurities or self-doubt or problem areas. And you can’t really direct when you default to what the other person, the professional, knows. It was my first time doing a photo shoot and i was sooooo fucking nervous. But i had an amazing time it was so fun!

But as soon as I got the pics tonight i zoomed in on those parts about myself, about my face, about my body that I don’t like. But no one else knows those things and I just pinpoint them myself and knock myself down, ignoring the good and hyperfixating on the subjectively bad.

I had to take a step back and say “you know what? it’s hard, and there are things about myself i wish i could change and I should go to the fucking gym more but??? these are amazing photos and i’m glad i did it. no one else knows my insecurities but me”

[r0xias]

Miraculous Ladybug S4// Lukanette or Adrigami???

So, we’re almost done with season 3 and pretty sure we’re hella excited for season 4 and 5. I decided to a rundown on season 3 and then explain season 4. Yes, you read that right, Lukanette or Adrigami. 

If you think about it, season 3 was about Adrienette development. 

“Nah, you’re crazy. There was no development between those two.”

Maybe so. But, if you pay attention to some of the episodes, you’ll see there is a bit of development. Go ahead and shat on my post after this because I wanna hear some opinions lolol also gonna spill some salt about the episodes sooooo yeahhhhh

In Chameleon it was the way Adrien stared at Marinette. I mean like... maybe it was just because she took his advice? But he also chose to sit beside her at the back row. That was the first Adrienette moment in season 3. 

Animaestro.. well, it was a bit crazy. I do like the fact that Chloe and Marinette are teaming up, but I disliked the fact that they teamed up against Kagami. Oh wait... Where’s the adrienette moment??? Uh, I guess you could say the ending was more of an adrienette moment or the fact that he wanted to help her out and was also concerned when she fell over. 

Backwarder was just a mess. Was definitely not surprised that she mixed up the letters. You were so close, Marinette. So close. But of course, writers refuse to rush into that. But at least she was brave enough to even write him a letter and even hand it to him before he left. Our girl is getting confident and I’m proud. Also, Adrien buying her the constipation capsules and it took him the whole weekend??? Although it wasn’t even for her. Shows just how much he really cares for his “just a friend” 

Oblivio is what really fucked with all of us. It showed every part of the love square and what did it do? Take our feelings and stomped on it. I wouldn’t necessarily call this development but... I mean.. it just shows that Marinette and Adrien are endgame no matter what. 

Party crasher literally showed how much Adrien cares for Marinette. From him wondering why she couldn’t come, to his soft expression when he saw her crash the party, to him telling her to hide somewhere safe?? Shows how important she’s become to him. 

Puppeteer 2 really shows... some type of development. You see it from both Marinette and Adrien’s point of views. Marinette trying to be cool and confident around Adrien and Adrien trying to show how important Marinette is. He was worried she didn’t even like him for pete’s sake. He said he’d feel upset if he knew she didn’t like him. Not the type of development that we’re looking for, but it’s a friendship one which is very important for season 4 too. 

Desperada. Okay, there’s no development here exactly. But, I feel like they should’ve portrayed Marinette in a better way. The fact that she saw Adrien and Kagami together and literally left Luka to go up to them because of her crush on the blonde model??? I mean... she wasn’t exactly like that in frozer and YES, I get it was because she was helping Adrien out with Kagami but still!!! They should’ve portrayed her better and not make her overly obsessed to the point where she thought Adrien would be a perfect guitar player. Blaming you too Adrien because come on... you decided to stop being Chat Noir because Ladybug said you were the perfect guy for the mission and at what cost??? Having to save her over and over for months?? Yeah, didn’t think that through did you? SIGH. 

Star Train was the one that definitely took the cake. Maybe The way he stared at her when she yawned. The way he slept on her when she fell asleep on him?? That is some fanfiction shit.  

Ladybug really showed how much Adrien cares for Marinette. He was definitely not going to stand on the sidelines anymore. He was going to stick up for her. He told Lila off like you go boy! I’m proud of you for sticking up for your ‘great friend’ even if it meant doing a photoshoot with a liar. 

I can’t say much about the upcoming episodes but I do have an idea for “Love eater” I mean... It’s mostly likely valentines day again and Marinette has to be thinking that the girl Adrien is in love with is Kagami. So, you could say she tries to help him out? Because hey, she wants to see him happy right?? Adrien and Kagami become a couple?? Who knows right

OR 

Adrien and Kagami don’t work out. Adrien talks about how Marinette has been helping him out, Kagami makes Adrien realize that he likes Marinette and he goes to find her and tell her that he likes him but sees her with Luka. Then again that plot would make season 4 a MESS 

WHICH brings me to season 4. Why Lukanette and Adrigami? I’ve stated in a previous posts about these adrienette growing up. Marinette having the actual confidence to talk to Adrien and hopefully not obsess over him in every episode  and Adrien getting over Ladybug. 

“What’s that gotta do with the two other ships?”

First off... this is just my take on what would happen. There was news I don’t know if there was but there are people saying that this is possible stating that a ship would happen in season 4 but what ship is that? Lukanette? Adrigami? There’s two ways this season could go

Lukanette being the ship that happens in season 4 could have lots of possible outcomes. For one... if Adrien doesn’t realize his feelings by the end of season 3 then its a possibility he’ll realize it in season 4. But how? Again, Luka is there as a love interest for Marinette which i really don’t mind because damn gimme some good Lukanette content for once  and he’s there to build up her confidence and possibly  show Adrien that Marinette is someone worth liking. So who knows?? Maybe we’ll see Adrien develop feelings for Marinette

If Adrigami happened then it’s on Adrien again. That’s all I can really think of honestly. It would revolve around Adrien finally realizing his feelings for Marinette. Who knows?? Maybe it’s possible that Adrien doesn’t see Kagami as the one for him and who does he go to for advice? MARINETTE. Every time he feels as if he’s doing something wrong in his relationship, he’ll ask Marinette for advice. Is it possible? I don’t know but I’d like to believe it is. Eventually all the talking will lead to him having feelings for Marinette. 

SOOOO YEAH that’s what I feel would happen in season 4. AGAIN, I don’t know and can’t say much about the upcoming episodes for season 3 and not sure if we’ll see anymore Adrienette development. But, hopefully we will. 

THANKS FOR READING MY SHITTY POST

#miraculous ladybug #ml post #adrienette development? #Lukanette #adrigami

[harrystylesandblackgirls]

[PART 2] Hailey Baldwin and Shawn Mendes Timeline - The End

So AFTER  the Met Gala it went to shit (at least for Shawn).

If you’re here after Part 1, you seen the comment Justin Bieber left on Hailey’s picture, this shows that he and Hailey were on good terms again and they started back talking....

(video) *that quote is from an article, I don’t use the word cringe*

May 23, 2018

Hailey tweeted this:

A fan replied:

This GQ Interview was done while he was still with Hailey and before she got back with Justin, so he didn’t get his heartbreak just yet.

Shawn saying he would date Hailey (we all know Hailey was the one that didn’t want to be in a relationship)

(video)

Another press interview

The way he strongly said he’s single was like he’s completely done with whatever he had with Hailey or just being friend zoned in general when he wanted more ... He looked nervous too, and the way he sat up after he said he’s single lol I think he was tired of  being asked about it in interviews

People believe Hailey’s tweet is about Justin and Shawn’s tweet is about himself and Hailey.

June 5, 2018

June 7, 2018 

Shawn performs “Perfectly Wrong” for the first time on James Corden and he was so into it, so emotional, almost look like he wanted to cry? We don’t know who that song is about specifically but some of the lyrics is so relatable  to his situation with Hailey at the time. So sad.

July 2, 2018 Shawn posted this on his Snapchat story. Gee! Can you guess who she is??

July 7, 2018 Hailey and Justin gets engaged in the Bahamas

July 8, 2018 News broke that they are engaged and Shawn found out this day like everyone else through the internet and he texted her congratulations.

July 9, 2018

(the post)

( of course he was hurt/sad but he’s not going to tell the whole world his true feelings over a girl who’s engaged and moved on).

July 13, 2018

Shawn got followed by paparazzi and the guy asked about Hailey and Justin. Shawn looked sad & annoyed and walked away to get away from paparazzi. He was going to cross the street but didn’t want to get asked questions about Hailey so it seems. He must’ve been so hurt.

An article and video was posted on Dailymail the next day about it.

Paparazzi: “What do you think about tha..Hailey and ahh Bieber thing? (meaning engagement)

Shawn: ignores him and immediately right then said to his bodyguard: “Let’s go back” (back inside, he was about to cross the street but I guess getting asked about Hailey made him uncomfortable)

Paparazzi: “What you think about the Bieber ahhh?” (engagement) (Shawn started biting his nails and kept walking off).

Video:

July 15, 2018

On Shawn’s Snapchat story when he was in his feelings over Hailey getting engaged to Justin he turned it up loud on the part  that says “he wasn’t good enough for her” fans were saying it’s obvious it’s about Hailey. (video)

A fan commented: “Did anyone else notice that he frantically turns up the song right when it says “he wasn’t good enough for her” @haileybaldwin”

August 8, 2018 in Variety Magazine Shawn’s says Hailey is, “One of the most beautiful souls I’ve ever met.”

September 12, 2018 Shawn still liking her pictures, still seems like (obviously) he isn’t 100% over her.

September 13, 2018

Hailey and Justin officially got married at a court house.

October 20, 2018

This is a visual played during a festival while Shawn performed “In My Blood” and the actors are portraying Shawn and Hailey. (I don’t know when this visual was created but it was shown during his performance..he was clearly not over Hailey)

November 7, 2018 Someone’s still in their feelings. And all you see in the media is Justin and Hailey traveling here and there.

November 8, 2018 Shawn liked this picture but it seemed to be the last one he liked in a long time. Progress. Moving on, or so we thought.

November 26, 2018 Shawn’s Rolling Stone interview comes out. But the interview took place back in August 2018

He acknowledges they were more than friends, but he’s still reluctant to call it a relationship: “I don’t even wanna put a title on it. I think it was more of a zone of limbo.”

Limbo = Doing things couples do (dates, holding hands, snuggle, have sex..) but still not officially in a relationship it’s like a “friends with benefits” type of thing.

Some on social media painted Mendes as a chump who got played by Baldwin, but he swears he’s not holding a grudge. “I get it, you know,” he tells me. “I texted Hailey, ‘Congratulations,’ and I really am happy for them. She’s still one of the fucking coolest people ever — she’s not just a beautiful person visually, but she’s one of the most beautiful hearts I’ve ever met.” It seems like he might be about to say something more about how it all went down, but he stops himself. “I think I’m an idiot to not, you know. . . . But you can’t control your heart.”

Mendes admits that the attention on his personal life has caused him a lot of stress. “I’d like to say I don’t care about it, but that’s not true,”

I think I’m an idiot to not, you know... = This can be seen in 2 ways. 

1, to not see that she’s still in love with someone else, and that she wasn’t into Shawn as much as Shawn was into her (that’s why she friend zoned Shawn.)

2. to not confess his love for her.

can’t control your heart = Hailey was still in love with Justin so she followed her heart.

November 27, 2018

January 14, 2019

January 27, 2019

On his instagram live he talked about falling in love and getting hurt from it , here’s the quote:

Also on live he recommended this song “still in love” he also recommended it a month before this live (December 2018) so he told us about it again. He said he always listens to it and that it gives him goosebumps every time he listens to it. It’s a great performance but also maybe he relates? it talks about wishing they could get over someone and that he’s still in love with her even though she’s with someone else.

Also here’s a video of his live if you wan’t to watch it

Shawn tries to open up to us but without saying it out loud, that’s why he writes subtle tweets and post lyrics instead of actually saying it, you gotta read between the lines, that’s how I know he loved Hailey he would call her “super special”  “sooooo sweet”, writing tweets about “love love love love” on her birthday after he sent her flowers… (her sister posted about it that’s how everyone knew) there’s soo much stuff on these 2 lol, AND when he said he would date her…yeah this is why it’s obvious “If I can’t have you” is written about her and how he can’t move on..

January 31, 2019

Days after he talks about heartbreak on his instagram live  he posted a lovey dovey poem on his instagram story  called “Your laughter” by Pablo Neruda (but he deleted it.)

February 7, 2019

Shawn liked these pictures of Hailey and Justin from their Vogue Magazine photoshoot.

February 19, 2019

So basically Hailey confirmed what I already knew, SHE WAS STILL IN LOVEEEE WITH JUSTIN WHILE WITH SHAWN! That’s why she didn’t want a relationship with Shawn. She said in an interview:

“It’s definitely scary to be this young and be married,” Hailey told Kendall on Zaza World Radio’s Valentine’s Day Special on Apple Music, according to E! News. “It’s a scary thing, but it’s also the person (Justin Bieber) that I’ve literally been in love with for so many years. So, that’s the best part about it. Like I feel like he’s my best friend. And we just get to do life together forever, now.”

She also called her and Justin’s past relationship what SHAWN CALLED HER AND HIS RELATIONSHIP, but Hailey put her explanation in details:

‘Hailey goes on to talk about her relationship with Justin before getting married.’

“We weren’t really together. It was this weird limbo. We were friends and then it was like more, and then we weren’t (and then we didn’t speak for a very long time).”

February 22, 2019

Hailey liked Shawn’s picture and then unliked it after fans were saying why is she liking her exes picture when she’s married now and she hasn’t like any of his pictures since.

March 6, 2019

Shawn liked a picture of Hailey (that Justin posted)

 Of course it made news every where

And Shawn hasn’t liked a picture of Hailey since.

May 2, 2019

Shawn’s song “If I can’t have you” comes out and after listening to the lyrics it’s 100% about Hailey 😢. You can tell he really liked her. Like he was in LOVE 100%.

Look at this lyric:

“Is it wrong for me to not want half

I want all of you

All the strings attached”

Mutual lyric:

 “But half of you’s not enough for me”

The song Mutual is also about Hailey.

👉LOOK AT THE GIRL IN THE VIDEO!!

The girl in the video has on Hailey’s style. The big hoop earrings she usually wears (even more specifically at Met Gala), the rings on her fingers are her go-to style (also like Met gala)) she even has the same body type and style of clothing she wears (like tomboy style). I mean 😳

He knows we’ll know it’s about Hailey

May 10, 2019

People think she was shading Shawn/ her exes. She posted a picture of her and Justin in the next story.

#shawn mendes #hailey baldwin #hailey bieber #justin bieber #shailey #timeline #shawn and hailey

[kmelanin]

Permanent Ink / 3 \\ kth

a/n: enjoy

Main Masterlist~

( Permanent Ink ) masterlist~

WARNING- umm idk really.

word count: 3k+

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(I'm going to be very vague with the clothing, imagine your own style. lol)

Over the next couple of days, you had meetings after meetings. You prefered to have longer work days a couple days a week then short ones all week. Some of the meetings were to schedule and plan some photoshoots, you had to send out PRs, you had to make sure that things were getting done. You loved it. You loved knowing that if you just did your best everything and took your time, the outcome would be wonderful.

Currently, everything that was ready to be sold from your website is sold out. You were so happy about it. Everyone that works with you were proud of you, throughout the meetings they always complimented you, or went on about how lucky they were, because they got to be involved that will one day expand into something.

In the next clothing release you wanted release a couple male items. A couple shirts, and hoodies. Not too much, but just enough to see if they would do well or not. When someone mentioned who was going to model the new line you instantly thought of one person.

Taehyung.

He would be perfect for it. It would give your clothes a certain vibe if people see all of the tattoos and how dangerous he looks. You needed it. It would help your brand, plus it would help you get closer to him. You mention him, plus you mention that you wanted Rowan and her sister Amia. Plus some of the earlier models.

Once you were done with your meetings, you and Rowan walked to your office to get ready to go home.

“Do you think I should ask Taehyung?” You ask grabbing your jacket from the hook and handing over hers.

“Fuck yea. He would look so good in everything, especially that black hoodie that's coming out.” She says mentioning one of the colors that the world have yet to see. You sighed. You had to try. You would regret not.

The next day you had Rowan go and grab a few things to put together a gift basket. First you had her get a one of a kind bong. You were looking on a artists website. He lived in the USA and he made bongs that you wouldn't find anywhere else.

The one you picked out was inspired by a cherry blossom tree. Everything from the actual bowl which was a flower, to the actual glass was shade of pink. It had flowers along everywhere in a pretty pattern. You had Rowan pick up the $1,500 bong up from the post office, but some other smoking essentials.

You hoped this would convince him to model for you. Plus some other payment if he would like.

Once it was all put together, Rowan drove you to his apartment. Rowan simply asked Jin for his address, and without giving him a reason to why she wanted it. Which surprised you. You went in alone and went to the correct door.  You raised your hand up to push the doorbell but yelling from the other side stopped you.

“You can't loan it to me Sinsi? I'm literally about to lose the roof from over my head.” You heard Taehyung's voice loud and clear. That made you frown.

“You know that I'm not even supposed to be here, let alone loan you money. I wish I could.” She yelled back. “Sell the shop.”  You quickly knocked on the door in case someone was to storm out and think you were eavesdropping. Also because maybe he would want to model for you if you were willing to help him out. You picked up the hidden gift basket.

The door swings open and thank god  Taehyung opened it.

“YN?” He asks confused. He was wearing black sweats and a red pull over, and his hair was all wild and had that ‘just had sex’ effect. Which made your jealousy boil.

“Hi, can we talk?” You ask him, holding the bag higher in your hands. You noticed he was started to think if he really should or not, so you just walk in anyways. “Trust me, you will love the fact that I just entered without your permission.” You set the hidden present on his table and you turn to both of them. Sinsi looked confused and surprised while Taehyung confused and irritated.

“Hi YN!” Sinsi smiles, you could tell she didn't know what she wanted to do with herself. You looked at her and nodded smiling slightly.

“I wanted to offer you a job.” You say clasping your hands together, when you only seen a eyebrows raise on his face, you further explain. “As you both know, i've recently released a clothing line. I'm working on something for it, and I need a model. And I think you would be perfect for it. But! Before you say anything else. I have two things that you will get out of this.” You say holding up one finger. Sinsi was beaming in her shoes, she seemed excited for Taehyung.

“First, I know how you are a weed smoker… sooooo” You pull the bong out first not wanting to knock it over. His eyes went extremely large, you could’ve sworn he was having a heart attack by the way he was holding his chest. You turned confused when you seen Sinsi looking back and forth between you two with a slight pout on her face.

“What? Does he not like pink? I didn't think he would mind because he is a tat-”

“No it's not that, he has been saving his money up for this exact bong. I even planned on buying it for him for his birthday.” And he frown turns a bit deeper. You couldn't help but to extremely excited, you finally did something right. Taehyung's eyes were stuck on the glass in your hands. You smiled and set it down on the table. You then removed the blanket, exposing a whole set up of rolling papers and leafs, with a bunch of different cool looking lighters and rolling tray with grinders at the bottom. Taehyung's eyes were practically popping out of his head.

“If you sign to become a model, the face of the men's collection, you won't have to worry about your financial problems.” You felt like you were becoming a someones sugar mommy. But all of your models are paid well, you were willing to pay him more. At least until he didn't have to worry about his living space being taken away. You looked over at Sinsi and she looked happy but it didn't meet her eyes.

“Would you like to model?” You ask, giving her a opportunity. It was then her eyes exploded with excitement, but Taehyung cuts in.

“You aren't even suppose to be here, let alone model with me. What will Bogum say?” He scoffs, he pulls the basket toward him checking out all of the different items in there. Sinsi looked stuck for a moment, but just nods agreeing.

“With you? So you will do it?” You ask.

“Why the hell not, I have to put these good looks somewhere.” He jokes around.

“I'm going to go. It was nice seeing you again YN. See ya Tae.” Sinsi says quietly and walks out after grabbing her bag. It was quiet for a moment until you decided to say something.

“Don't use it without me first.” You joke around as he held the bong close to his face, looking at all of the details.

“I've been saving for this for so long.” He mumbles and sets it down, his eyes don't meet yours.

“I hope that doesn't upset you, that I've ruined something you've been saving for.” You say feeling slightly guilty.

“No, it's fine, now I can use the money for something else.” He nods and smiles a little.

“Since you are the only male model I have, I'm willing to pay you ten thousand a shoot.” You say wanting to finish this conversation up. You felt slightly nervous around him. You could feel his presence so strong, and his warmth was radiating off of him.

“Are you kidding me?” He asks looking down at you. His hair was covering most of his forehead and almost in his eyes. But you could still tell that he brows were frowned down.

“No, I'm serious about my work. If that's too little then I-”

“No, It's too much.” He looks down at the table of items. “All of this. Why?” He mumbles looking up to you.

“Um, well I needed a model, and you were the first person I thought of. There aren't that many shoots, so it's not like you are going to get a 100k in a week.” You laugh trying to lighten the mood a little. “And honestly, I want that ‘bad boy’ vibe for my clothes. The tattoos help with that.” You point to his exposed arms.

“Ahh, I understand.” He smiles a little and looks down at his arms. “I did a lot of them myself.” He mumbles. Then a ding comes from somewhere, and you watch as he pulls his phone out. That's when you got the biggest smile.

“I will have Rowan send you the contract and I will also need your number. You know, so I can let you know when I need you.” You started to mumble at towards the end, not really sure of what to say specifically. You open your phone and he passes his as you pass yours. You put yourself in your first name and a cloud emoji. When you got you phone back you seen a ‘KTH’ and you couldn't help but chuckle a little. Cute.

“Okay, well that's all I really wanted. I’ll see you later.” You nod your head slightly and grab the blanket.

“Wait.” Taehyung voice stops you from walking past him. Your heart practically fell to your ass when you heard him step forward. “Do you want to smoke?” His voice came so deep and close to you. You turned to him and he was so close to you looking down.

“Smoke?” You peep. He then backs away and looks down to some of the wraps on the table.

“Yea, I want to take some pictures of the glass, so I don't want to use it, if that's okay with you.”

“Uh, sure, whatever. It's yours.” You smile, you were nervous now. You weren't a ‘stoner’. And now with these sudden nerves and just Taehyung in general, you weren't sure what was going to happen.

“So what type of clothes is it?” He asks as he pulls out a airtight glass jar from under his bed. You sit on the far end, away from him, leaving space in the middle. He also grabbed one of your trays that you got him and he pulls a grinder and a pack of rellos out. You pull out your phone and showed him some pictures.

(Don't post this picture.)

You showed him one of the more fancy and expensive pieces.

“I was wondering if you would be up to dye your blonde.” You ask mentioning and idea you had.

“Whatever you want, especially if i'm being paid 10k.” He smiles a little.

You watch as he seals up the blunt, his lips wraps around it so beautifully. His tongue then sticks out and licks it one more time. He grabs one of the lighters you brought and he runs the flame around the blunt, which you assumed dried it a bit.  He then sticks one end in his mouth, and you noticed something on the end. He lights it up and puffs some smoke.

“I put a glass tip on it.” He nods at it and passes it to you. You took it and brought it up to your lips. You could feel his eyes on you, which made your heart race a little. But that doesn't stop you from hitting it and inhaling it in a french inhale way. That one hit you pretty hard, since you haven't smoked in a while. But you hit it again and pass it back. Your eyes met his, but he looks down and grabs it.

“I also have some other things coming out in a couple of months. My father got Gucci to collab with me. I think you will look really nice in Gucci.” You talk some more, you didn't want there to be a awkward silence. “And all the models, whichever clothes they model they get to keep. Now that I think about it, I need to find some more male models, I can't have you leave with another ten thousand in clothes.” You laugh.

“Fuck, I'd feel like I owe you my life.” He shakes his head.

“Just think about this being a side job. Imagine, Kim Taehyung sexy tattoo artist, and Gucci model.” You throw your hands up and wiggle your fingers to make it more dramatic.

“Mhmm.” He groans and shakes his head. “You think I'm sexy?” He asks taking another hit and passing it to you.

“Doesn't everyone?” You shrug, you felt your cheeks burn. You brought the weed up and hit it a couple of times, needing to relax.

“I'm really putting myself out there doing this. I usually keep to myself. I've also noticed that people don't tell me anything face to face. They usually talk about me in their instagram posts of their tattoos.” You pass it back and he happily hit it.

“Well, they must not really want you then. Sometimes the girl has to make the first move.” You shrug. Then you realized what you said. “Not that I want you. Seems like Sinsi got to you first.” You laugh a little, trying to make it into somewhat of a joke. He puts the rolling tray down on the floor and slides it down under his bed. He then scooches forward a little and passes it. You were freaking out slightly. The weed was clearly getting to you and you were high as shit. You made yourself sound thirsty, and you wanted to slam your head in the wall.

Your thoughts were cut off when he leans forward a little, he caught you halfway and watched you blow it out.

“You are really pretty when you smoke. You look as if you don't what you are doing, but then you hit it and wow.” His voice was low, and deep.

“Oh, thank you.” You mumble and you look away from him. You little bit of confidence was gone and you felt little and small. You pass it to him. He grabs it and sits back a bit. He takes a hit and blow it out.

“Sinsi, she did ‘get to me first’. But we are no longer, and never will be again.” he nods and takes a huge hit. It comes in almost in a bubble and he sucks it back in. He then blow it's out and he tries to pass it back but you reject it.

“I should probably go.” You smile and stand up.

“Wait. I need to tell you something.” he says making you sit back down.

“Sinsi left me for one of my best friends Bogum. So whenever you see us together, it's just as friends. I don't even want that, but she's just so…”

“You loved her? Understandable.” You smile sadly.

“We broke up so long ago. I don't have feelings for her anymore and-”

“Wait, why are you telling me this?”

“Look. I'm not dumb, neither are you. You just come into my shop, get a tattoo, and it's like you've never left. Now you're offering this amazing job opportunity. And let's not forget the thousands of followers you gave me. You must of taken some liking of me.”

He caught you. Oh fuck.

“Mhm.” Was all you could say, you weren't sure how to answer him, without saying anything wrong. But when you looked back up at him, and you seen that he was already staring back, you got this surge of confidence. “You’re right. I’m attracted to you, physically. I’m trying to keep you around so i can figure you out Kim Taehyung. I’m not sure if you’re a seducer then heartbreak or you’re actually a soft baby inside of this hard exterior you got going on.” you point at him. His facial expression went from a smug one to confused and back to his frowning self.

“Figure me out?” He asks with a strained voice.

      “Look. I’m not trying to poke into your personal life. But you agreeing to model for me, it’s going to open a lot more doors for you. Without some help, the public will eat you up.” You stood up needing to get your point across. “Now that you mention earlier, you said Sinsi left you for Bogum. Park Bogum?” He nods once. “Yea, I seen them at a couple events. Why don’t you show Sinsi that’s she’s missing out. Because what she did was fucked up.” You shrugged. “Go with the flow” You nod once more. You watch as he nods agreeing with you. You realize your eyes felt quiet heavy and your mind was a little fuzzy. You then focus on Taehyung.

He sat there finishing the blunt and he just looked godly.

“Just be careful with the girls, because they will be willing to do anything for someone who looks like you.” You add a little laugh into it, but he just looks at you with this serious expression. He puts out the roach and claps his hands together.

“Who looks likes me?” He raises a brow. Your cheeks burn realizing that he was teasing you once again. He knows you have taken a liking into him, yet he pushes and pulls like this.

“Yes Taehyung.” You sigh. He smiles a bit noticing your frustration.

“And anything you say? Like what?” He leans back on his hands.

“You can do whatever you want, I was just trying to give you advice.” You roll your eyes. You didn't know if you wanted to leave or not. You didn't know if you wanted to jump on his lap or not. He pulls you out of your thoughts when he stands up.

“Come here.”He nods toward you. Your eyes widen a little, sudden nerves enter your system. You walk in front on him, leaving a foot of space. He looks down at you, he doesn't say anything, he just tilts his head a little a continues to stare. His hair covering his eyes a little. You could see his lips start to pull into a smile until he clenches his jaw and any sign of a smile is gone.

“You Ms Yn, you try to be slick, but yet you are very very obvious.” He says breaking the silence. You lick your lips and smile a little, trying to hide the fact that your whole face and the tips of your ears were burning. “The list is getting longer and longer, eventually i'm going to have to give my life to you to pay you back.” He jokes shaking his head a little.

“Are you complaining?” You shrug and laugh at him. He then suddenly pulls you close to him by your waist. His face was suddenly right in front of yours and your breath was caught in your throat.

“Nah, but I do have a way I could pay you back.” He then grabs your hair pulling on it a little making you tilt your head back a bit, his head then goes in a he lays a couple of kisses on your neck. He trails up, getting a little messy. You were so stunned by what was happening. You hands grabbed onto his shoulders, tight. As he nibbled and kissed, your nails dug into his shoulder, you bit your bottom lip to hold in any noise. “I take care of this body for a while.” His hand suddenly went down and he grabbed at your ass. Before a moan could slip out you push him away.

         “You’re gross, you know that?” You cross your arms in front of yourself.

“What I do wrong?” He smirks and shrugs. But you just roll your eyes.

“Are you kidding me?” You looked at him like he was coo-coo.

        “Okay maybe the body part was a little much, but i was kinda serious. I can't lie and say i’m not attracted to you as well. Shit, i’m kinda hard thinking about the things I could and would do to your right now if you let me.” As he said that, his face was set in a serious way. There you go again blushing. You didn’t know if you should believe him or not.

         “You warn me about the girls out here when i really only want you, physically of course. Do you not feel the same about me?” He throws his hands up like he was a damn emoji.

           “Shouldn’t we keep things professional?” You end up whispering.

            “Oh please. If i kissed you right now, and thought of professionalism would go out the door. Would it not?” He raises a brow. But then he smirks once again. “I’m assuming your puppy Rowan will tell me when to come in. So i’ll see you later.” He then pulls off his shirt and turns to pull his covers back. You were stuck. His whole torso was covered in beautiful all black ink. You see a cherry blossom trees, and different birds and flowers. There was Korean words and english combined. There were so many layers. He looks back at you with a confused look.

“Why are you still here?” He asks. Your eyes widen at his sudden change in emotions. You gathered the things you needed to take and you left without looking back.

            It was now Friday, which meant you were free to do whatever you want until Monday. Rowan had to take a small vacation to visit her family in the US. So you were all alone and bored. With a photoshoot with Taehyung on Monday, you had Rowan set up a hair appointment for Taehyung to dye his hair blonde. So you knew that the next time you see him he was going to be a blonde.

You were currently laying in bed, you picked your phone up and checked the time. It was currently 10 am and you had nothing to do all day. You suddenly get a little idea that you might regret later on, but you open your text messages and click on Taehyung. You quickly type out a text asking him if he knew anyone that could drop off some weed.

Your heart started beating fast as you pushed send. You quickly got up wanting to distract your mind from him, wondering what he response will be. You got into the shower. You quickly did everything you needed to do and got out, to worried about your phone. You picked out a casual but quick outfit, wanting to take some pictures today. You pulled out tanish cargo pants and a off the shoulders tight black crop top from your line. Then you pulled out some black nikes to wear with it. Then you hear a ding.

You would be lying if you said you weren’t nervous. Just about a fucking text message. You sighed and went to look. It was him.

//Ill send the best, boss\\ with a smirking emoji. You rolled your eyes, but clicked on the number he sent below that. It started to ring and then someone answers.

“Hello?” A deep voice says.

“Uhm, Hi, I'm YN.” You wanted to slap yourself, really?

“Ah, Taehyung just texted me about you, text me your address and we can talk about it then. I'm Yoongi by the way.”

By the time Yoongi showed up, your hair was waved and put in a half up and down style. And your makeup was done. You opened the door and you wanted to jump in a pit of lava. Fuck he was beautiful and you should've known that someone like Taehyung only know people like him, dangerous. You nodded towards him and he does it back and steps in. You lead him into your kitchen to the island. He sets his black bag on the counter. He then unzips his black windbreaker to reveal a black t-shirt. But what made your mouth go dry, was the black ink all over his arms. Damn your weakness for ink.

He then opens the bag up and in it was multiple freezer bags.

“How much?” You ask, you noticed that he has six freezer bags, filled half way.

“Oh, surprisingly Taehyung offered to pay for you. He said something about you getting something that he really wanted?” He shrugs. He then takes out some plastic baggies and nods. “So i'll give you a quarter of everything. He’ll be pissed because that's a lot of money, but he owed me anyways.” He starts to weight it all out.

“What in the hell am I supposed to do with all of that weed?” You ask, that's like a zip in a half. So 28 plus 14 grams….you rarely smoke!

“Not my problem.” He shrugs. You roll your eyes and pull five hundreds out of your wallet.

“Here, is this enough?” You ask, you raised a eyebrow as his eyes widen a bit. But he nods and finishes up. He hands you the weed and puts the money in his pocket.

“I know that's too much Yoongi, but ill let it slide for gas money.” You smile when his eyes widen again.

“My bad, it's just the business man in me.” he smiles a bit, his smile made you tingle a bit.

“Sure, whatever.” You laugh looking at all the weed you have. “At least get me something to smoke this with.”

“Oh, I got some rellos.” He unzips the pocket on the side and pulls out a plastic baggy with packs of them in there. He tosses it down on the counter.

“So how do you know Taehyung?” You ask.

“We used to tat together in high school. You?” He asks.

“He gave me this.” You say and lift your shirt up. “And he is now one of my clothing models.” You say pulling your shirt back down.

“I could've done so much better.” He shrugs.

“Mhm, I like mine just how it is, thank you very much.” You cross your shoulders. He laughs and starts to tug his jacket back on. You notice that everything from his bag to his shoes, to the beanie on his head is black. Even his tattoos, or the ones you could see. Everything was black except his skin, in fact it was the complete opposite. You hated how attracted you were, he was no Taehyung, but he was a close second.

“Well, can I hit you up when I need more weed?” You ask. “That is, if your weed isn't trash.” You didn't know why you felt like you could talk to him like that, but he just had this goofy vibe to him, even if he looked scary beautiful. But when he smiles extra gummy like you knew you were good.

“Trust me, it's not.” He pulls out his phone when it dinged in his pocket. “I follow you on instagram by the way, so I was wondering if you would like to come to this party i'm throwing tonight.”

You just raise a brow.

“It would be nice if someone with a higher status in the social world, would come.” He pulls out the money you gave him. “Here. I know I sound thirsty, but when you opened your door I was hella surprised. First by how beautiful you actually are in person, unlike the facetune clan. And because how could someone like Taehyung know you. So here is all of your money back.”

“So for all of this weed, I come to your party instead of paying?” You say trying to ignore that fact that he called you beautiful. He nods not breaking eye contact. “Fine.”

Later that night, your driver pulled into a little frat village, and you were nervous. College students scared you. They were like a whole different species. You told Yoongi to wait for you outside. Supposedly his brother is the head student in the frat the party is in, so if you show up with Yoongi, no one will mess with you. As soon as you told your driver that you will message him, you open the door and come face to face with Yoongi.

He quickly grabs your hands and pull you inside. You were immediately thrown into a whole different world. Drugs and alcohol everywhere. Students all over each other. The ones who were somewhat sober started to recognize you, but then they look up a little and see Yoongi, they stop themselves from going any further. He quickly pulls you further into the building, you enter double doors that were currently shut. Once they open, you notice a huge room that was set up like a living room, but then it opened up to a backyard, mainly filled with a in-ground pool.

You didn't expect to see Taehyung standing behind a couch, with a red solo cup in his hands. His hair was a honey brown, which you assume is from lightening his hair for Monday. You also didn't expect to see Sinsi sitting on the couch in front of him. Somehow she managed to hold his hand in that position. Taehyung's eyes were on you, and his hand suddenly wasn't in hers. But before you could see anything else you look around other places. You see Jin and Namjoon, and a couple of other people.

“Ah! Yn you're here? You came for the free alcohol or drugs?” Seokjin tried to stand up but his words slurred and his intoxicated body gave out on him and landed on Joon, his boyfriend.

“Um, actually Yoongi asked me to come.” You smile and intertwin your arm into Yoongi’s, not to much. You prayed to someone that he wouldn't move his arm away. But instead you felt your arm grow goosebumps when he actually laces his fingers through yours.

“I'm going to go get us some drinks, have fun.”

You felt like you were in a movie of some sort. You, at a college party, with a guy that you want so badly, but got invited by who you assume was his competition in the tattoo business. Better yet, the guy you want has his suppose ex all over him.

You soon found Yoongi’s brother, you didn't catch his name, but you did catch the fact that you made him the coolest ‘dude’ on campus. You didn't know how to feel about being used, but you couldn't say anything, you agreed to come. Plus free alcohol. You’ll just count it as charity work since he said that he will, quote on quote, ‘be known for having the best party.’

You did your best to get lots of pictures with the party goers. At the same time, you've downed a couple of drinks, wanting it to help with everyone wanting something from you. You were just thankful that half of the people were shit faced.

Before taking pictures, you had the choice to hang out with Sinsi, she even offered to take your pictures for instagram.

It was about a hour later when the picture needs go down. Which meant that you were starting to feel the drink a little more now that you weren't doing much. In fact your head started to spin a little. You wanted to go back to the room you were first in, maybe sit down a bit.

Before you could make it to the double doors, a cliq of four girls blocked your view. You could tell that they were high out of their minds. But you could also tell that they could handle their drugs, so they looked pretty normal, other then red eyes.

“Would you like a picture or something?” You ask kind of confused to why they all had these rude faces. “No? Then what?”

“I, no we want to you follow us on instagram, and give us a shout out. We wanna be like you.” The girl in front say, then she crosses her arms, and the other three followed behind.

“Like me?” You were highly confused.

“A social star? Duh.” You almost wanted to cringe. Are they serious.

You didn't know that Yoongi was watching everything in the past hour, he was standing near the kitchen, it was on a slight higher level, he could see over people's head. He noticed the main girl in front to his his brothers ex. He looked further down the hall that you were standing in front of and he sees Taehyung leaving from the bathroom. He stops in his tracks when he sees you.

“How about no.” You give them a sarcastic smile. You almost wanted to laugh in their face. Did they think they could scare you into doing what they say.

“Do it, or face what we will bring you.” She raises her eyebrow. You made her smile when you put on a nervous face.

“Oh no, what ever will I do?” You just scoff, erasing the smirk off of her face.

“You've got one last chance, how hard is it? A simple follow and shoutout?” A girl in the back says.

“I've worked for what I got. Now if four broke ass college students want to jump me, bring it. Just know that right after this i'm going to go back to my million dollar home and talk to my rich friends, something youll never understand because you're stuck studying your life away.” You step forward showing that you weren't scared of them. If you were sober then you wouldn't of said what you did. But you weren't going to be forced to do something you didn't want to.

Then everything happened at once.

They started to attack but then two large hands come in. One came around your shoulders, pulling you back. You look over and see that the other hand is Yoongi, standing in front of the girls blocking them for you. Once they realized that it was him in front of them, they backed away almost immediately. At this time, everyone was now looking at you all. Then Yoongi’s brother pushed his way through.

“What the fuck Misa?” He yells, clearly intoxicated.

Your heart was racing and you were too focused on everything in front of you, that you didn't realize that you were still being pulled backwards. You frowned wanting to know who the hell was behind you. Your hands come up to grab on to the arm around your shoulders. But another hand came around your waist and a ‘shh’ was said into your ear. You kept walking backwards until you both were outside.

Your heart was still going, only because you were hoping that it wasn't who you thought it was. But then again you were. But what would you even say. Once the door was shut and you were alone in the screened in porch, he pulled away. You were hit with the cool air of the night, and you turned around. Standing there, Taehyung.

#Taehyung #kim #min #yoongi #tattoo au #stoner au #angst #smut #fluff #ambw #ambw kpop #kpop au #bts #bts tattoo #bts stoner #v #taehyung fluff #taehyung smut #taehyung angst

[rivetgoth]

Everyone wants to share their Repo! headcanons lately WELL here’s some of my Pavi headcanons since he’s my husband sooooo

Pavi has always sought affection and closeness as a way to cope with, uh, fucking everything wrong with him, just the feeling of being cared about is something he craves so much, and although he’s primarily sought sex as a way to pacify that craving there was a time in his late teens/early 20s where he actually attempted to get married..... maybe even genuinely tried to “marry for love” and, well, it ended disastrously every time as you can imagine, and the spouses ALWAYS managed to “disappear” under “mysterious circumstances” after some time. Eventually Pavi came to the conclusion that marriage is limiting and restrictive and actually EVERYONE should just ALWAYS be available to ANYONE!!!!!!!, but don’t ask him about those past marriages because he does not want to talk about it.

I’ve said this one before but Pavi looooves industrial music.... he’s visibly covered in industrial tattoos so it’s canon! Similar to how people now sometimes can be pretentious about their love of classical music because it’s like, old and vintage and in some ways considered to have more depth than modern music or whatever, Pavi is all pretentious about loving industrial music and sees it as a cool retro vintage thing and will tell you about how complex it is, but like with most things in his life his love for it is pretty superficial. He loves Revolting Cocks (he has a RevCo tattoo!) cuz they have fun stupid songs about sex and shit. He loves Skinny Puppy (which he also has tattoos of) because being the absolute narcissist he is, he really wants to fuck Nivek Ogre.

Pavi’s insecurities really show in the way he SMELLS cuz he wears an absolutely obscene amount of overpowering cologne at all times. He’s really, really, really worried about smelling bad, especially now that he’s taken to wearing dead skin stapled to his face, but ironically the overbearing intensity of his cologne is so much that it just has a reverse effect and makes him even harder to be around. 

(That being said, I always thought that if Pavi was an animal he’d be a skunk, because skunk fur is seen as extremely luxurious and glamorous, but of course the downside of skunks is their fucking smell, which I think is a funny way of interpreting Pavi being this high class fancy spoiled rich boy but also being a fucking freak.)

On the topic of animals, Pavi is not a dog person, or a cat person, or an animal person at all. He doesn’t have the capability to care about a little living creature entirely dependent on him that does nothing for him in return. He’s simply too lazy and too finicky about things. Animals smell and destroy things and leave fur and drool and it’s horrendous to him... As a kid he wanted a puppy though, and there’s a part of him that’s still very much a child and still kind of wants a puppy, but he can suppress that pretty easily be reminding himself HOW much fur it would leave and how it would probably jump up on him and ruin his nice clothes and jump up on his furniture and his bed and ruin all his nice things and chew up his pillows and scarves and be noisy and need so much damn attention... At best he might have some little designer pet, like a really overbred yappy little teacup thing that would be 99.999% taken care of by some poor Genterns that Pavi would pay attention to for 2 seconds a year for a cutesy photoshoot and then forget about again.

Pavi thinks Repo Men are SEXY!!!!!!! and actually may have even considered BEING a Repo Man at some point cuz it seems so sexy and fun, but the thing is you have to have, like, a medical background, to be able to actually... get the organs returned safely, otherwise there’s no point, and Pavi absolutely did not give enough of a shit to get through medical school and it was so dreadfully boring that he decided that instead of being a Repo Man he’d much rather just fuck them anyway.

Pavi actually really looks up to Luigi. When I saw Ogre in ‘17 he said that Pavi loves Luigi even though Luigi is awful to him. I think Pavi thinks Luigi is cool and smart and tough and like, basically everything he isn’t. I always thought that part of why Pavi kind of plays up how much he wants to inherit GeneCo in order to try to like, compete with Luigi because he looks up to him so much and it’s kind of cute actually, like he’s trying to emulate his big brother, but because they’re stupid evil idiots it comes off... less cute. With Amber he actually also envies her a lot (Ogre has also talked about that!) and wants to be her in a lot of ways. I think Amber knows this and is really really good at manipulating Pavi because she’s absolutely light-years smarter than him.

In general, realistically Pavi really has no reason to want GeneCo, it’s really much more work than he’d care to ever have on his shoulders. When Luigi talks about wanting to run Geneco Pavi just retorts with quips about how loved he is. I think Pavi is more interested in feeling loved than actually running the company. I don’t think Pavi gives a shit about being in charge of anything that would require even minimal effort. He just kind of wants to feel like he’s cared about, by everyone around him but specifically his dad, who is definitely the source of a good 99% of his issues.

Also I have this really long headcanon about Pavi and Nathan you can look at here. It’s angsty! >w<

Also not a headcanon but I have Pavi’s old MySpace article saved via archive on this blog if you wanna see some fun bullshit information like his kinks, his being bisexual, and his “heroes” consisting of Freddie Mercury, Keanus Reeves, and Vanity Smurf. ;D

#repo! the genetic opera #pavi largo #soft hooting #repo

[inhalings]

before i introduce this lil demon, i want to first introduce myself. my name is linds and my discord is linds #1746. feel free to message me there (or in the dms tbh) if you want to plot!!!! im so excited and getting sooooo squirrely over this. i adore the character i’ve built and can’t wait to get to know yours too <333333

- ̗̀ ❛ MUSE #23, JENNIE KIM, SHE/HER. ❜ ̖́-did you hear about the monaco trip? it’s legendary at ucla. claire choi is going, i’m so jealous. their instagram makes it seem like they’re pretty proactive and they’re all about their skincare routine & yogalates classes. can you believe they’re only twenty-two and they’re going on a free trip to monaco for the summer? hopefully they don’t let their cunning side show too much on the trip!

link to her pinterest board...

𝙻𝙾𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 . . .

has been a model in some photoshoots

self care comes before anything else

𝙿𝙻𝙾𝚃 𝙿𝙾𝙸𝙽𝚃𝚂 . . .

claire was a child model. pushed into the business by her mother looking to make a quick buck; her soft, sweet face was what kept the family afloat. and while she insists that she adores her mother, deep (deep deep deep deeeeeeeeep) down she harbors some resentment towards her.

she was able to make a deal with her mother to “retire” from modelling when she was accepted into school... though when she needs that cash money she’ll do shoots here and there xx

because modeling wasn’t what she wanted / wasn’t what she felt confident doing, being forced into it damaged her self esteem a bit. she found herself feeling more critical of herself and knit picked at every little thing.  

self care saved her from herself. though her self hatred was quiet and only internal, she knew it was damaging, she was aware enough to realize she needed help. she needed some sort of positive reform. yoga came first, then meditation, then inner peace.

while it is somewhat sincere, she hasn’t squashed all her demons. she likes herself, ish. she likes her potential, she likes who she could become, who she is one the road to becoming. she’ll get there...?????

in the meantime, she is mostly posturing a positive attitude for herself while occasionally acting out and manipulating situations to fall in her favor.

𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳 . . .

    ϟ  —  she’s a gemini, perhaps this explains the many faces of her personality; sweet and optimistic vs. challenging and destructive.

   ϟ  —   shame and guilt are the primary emotions that she runs on. if you make her feel them even in the slightest... you can make her crumble.

    ϟ  —   she’s getting her degree in psychology. and ideally she’d become a life coach. or say fuck it all and open her own yoga studio.

    ϟ  —   she’s a night owl. her brain rarely quits working. and while she’d love it to shut off at times, it’s loud at night. leading her to wander out to try and find something to soothe her soul, silence her rushing thoughts.

    ϟ  —   she desperately wants to be positive. it’s who she is at her core and what she wants more than anything. if not for herself, then what she wants to project to everyone else. she wants you to see her efforts in kindness and proactive mindset. she pushes it for herself and wants to see it in you (errrrrrr your character?) as well

    ϟ  —   after being the quasi breadwinner for her family, her baby career keeping them comfortable, she feels compelled to provide for her friends as well. taking care of people is what she wants to do. whether it be bringing you coffee when you seem exhausted or lending an ear to irksome thoughts, she wants to be there for people. secretly, she would love it if the favor was returned from time to time.

    ϟ  —   praise praise praise praise. she loves that shit.

𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙾𝚁𝚈 𝚄𝙽𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙺𝙴𝙳 . . .

“but mom i don’t wa--” her words were swiftly silenced with a steely glance. red covering her cheeks as she looked up at her mother with wide eyes. sad eyes. “you’re young claire, you don’t know what you want. this could be good for you... for us.” bingo. that was the keyword. us. she didn’t quite understand it yet, but each time her mother told her that something was for “us”, she felt her chest tighten. “think about the family, claire,” she’d hear her say. “we really need this,” made her little gut churn. guilt festered before she’d finally spit out, “okay mom! i’ll do the photoshoot!”

and her mother’s smile-- that smug smile always lit a fire within her. she was far too young to feel this much weight.

𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂 . . .

casual friends

close friends, confidant, bffs, ride or dies, you get it

childhood friends

classmates / study buddies / cheat on tests together

she’s the good influence, so someone who is destructive... just know she’ll be hard on y’all and want you to be the best you possible (alternatively, you can call her out on her phony outlook if need by)

you’re the bad influence, someone who drags her down with them with bad habits

fwb

fwbwf (friend with benefits with feelings)

unrequited crush (either side)

ex (good or bad ending)

ANYTHING THAT WE CAN COME UP WITH.. im super open and so is claire hehe xx

like this if you want to plot xoxoxoxoxoxoxox

#𝙻𝙾𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 . . . 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑠 sᴛғᴜ ᴍᴀ·ᴀᴍ.◞ #hehhehehehe intro #monaco:intro #or is there a space???? #monaco: intro #lemme be thorough

[hollywoodcannon]

Anonymous asked: Sooooo, when we gonna get Niccola (eventual) Pillman in a Divas calender?

Steady was the climb toward that direction, but everyone from the janitors to McMahon himself could see that the trend was coming soon. Sunny had already made use of the model, exposed herself to almost nude, barely covered as was seen on the newer RAW magazines. Breasts bared, a loosely fitted towel or something akin to concealing her virtue and most private of parts, hips naked and back side proudly showcased. Sable wasn’t to have been ignored, either. Herself dressed in nothing but tight to skin spandex - the moniker of diva had been tossed around. Brian had heard the phrase a handful of times. Considered it befitting of both of the female talents, marketing was getting clever, too. Photoshoots and all the rest but jam packed into one singular magazine, gorgeous women paraded in the skankiest of clothing imaginable, posing with luscious pouts. 

Lights and cameras and makeup crew not too far gone; the Loose Cannon thanked God for the comedic material. It was all too good to be true. Ammunition for his fires, advantages to bring even more craziness to the Federation. Dearly did he wish to see such publication. If only to drive both Sunny and Sable up the wall just a bit more, stir the pot and watch it boil over. Niccola as one of the many featured on the glossy pages - the month of August. Colored beauty spread across 31 days. Heaven for Brian. Hell for anyone else who dared to get some sick idea about it. 

“Not in your life time, you can be damn sure about that.”

He clarified, “sorry, but that beautiful woman ain’t for public viewing just yet. Besides, one month isn’t exactly fair for someone like herself. She deserves all 12. At the very least, of course. I suppose you’ll just have to stick to your fantasy land of daydreams if you wanna get a glimpse of Niccola in the mean time. Cause, curious friend, I got the real thing. I don’t plan on letting her go. But, yes, she does look so fucking sexy in a skimpy little black dress. Better than Sable did in the latest photoshoot, let me tell you. But I’m sure you bought it already.”

#( Anonymous ) #Pipe Bombs Flyin' // Answered #Got A Gun // WWF ERA #Heart Shaped Love and Trust // Brian x Niccola

[stellalights]

Miraculous Ladybug: Trip to Disney World AU

i’ve seen this AU a ton but I wanna put my own Disney World experiences into this AU. Also I know it’s more logical for this to take place in Disneyland Paris but i don’t know anything about it so they’re going to Disney World let’s do this

*disclaimer: this is extremely long

So Marinette is a total Disney fanatic.

She has all the movies from Snow White all the way to the end of the Disney renaissance period on VHS and the rest on DVD.

Her family goes to Disney World every three years and they go all out.

I’m talking Disney bounding. i’m talking enormous collections of hats, Mickey ears, and pins. 5 filled autograph books. scrapbooks of pictures of Marinette meeting the characters. they are experts when it comes to planning a trip to Disney World.

So one year her parents suggest that she invites her whole class to go with them.

Marinette’s like “hell yeah” and the class is like “hell yeah” which means Marinette gets to be in her favorite place in the world with her friends and ADRIEN. so now Marinette is panicking because this trip needs to be absolutely perfect.

Marinette plans the entire trip from the resort to the dining reservations to the fast passes. She is completely on top of everything, making a schedule around the dining, fast passes, and park events. It all must be perfect.

Trip day arrives, and after they’ve landed and settled in the hotel (the Contemporary), the class takes a bus to Disney Springs to do a little shopping before they go to the parks in the upcoming days.

Everyone goes off to find some sweet apparel and other merch.

Adrien is like a kid in a candy shop since he’s never been to Disney World, but he adores all the merchandise, and Marinette is just so happy because he’s so happy??

Marinette helps everyone pick out their headgear. 

Juleka gets Maleficent ears, Rose gets Sleeping Beauty ones #girlfriends

Max, Kim, and Nino get Star Wars ones.

Ivan and Mylene get matching Minnie and Mickey ears

Chloe refuses to listen to Marinette’s suggestions and instead buys Rapunzel’s tiara

Alya gets the rose gold Minnie Mouse ears cause they are fabulous

Alix buys the Pluto cap

Adrien gets a simple Mickey hat with his name embroidered on it. Alya “Wingman” Cesaire tries to convince Marinette to get a Minnie hat with her name embroidered on it

Marinette freaks out and says no

Alya buys it for her (for the sake of love)

Marinette gives Alya the death stare as Alya places the hat on her head

Adrien is so happy to match Marinette

Next, they visit the art gallery which Marinette loves

Nathaniel admires every painting and even thinks of spending $600 on one of The Little Mermaid

Yes, it is that beautiful

They grab some dinner at The Boathouse which is amazing

Max suggests they all go to Disney Quest. 

Marinette reluctantly tells him that it just closed down. They share a moment of silence

Next day is the first park day: Animal Kingdom.

Marinette does not fuck around. 

She wakes everyone up at 6 am sharp because they need to get to Animal Kingdom before the park opens at 8 am so they can get to Pandora.

Marinette physically breaking into everyone’s room and ripping off their blankets

Even Chloe isn’t willing to test Marinette right now that’s how serious she is.

They take the bus to the park and head over to Flight of Passage (Best. Ride. Ever.).

Tom and Sabine go off and do their own thing (and do so the rest of the park days)

They hang around Pandora for a while, trying the food and watching the drum ceremony until their fast pass for the Na'vi River Journey is ready. 

Alya strategically sits Adrien next to Marinette. 

Adrien is in awe because he loves Avatar and he remembers every detail

Marinette continues to be so happy for him.

They ride the other rides

Adrien crying a little on Dinosaur as he flashes back to when Ladybug was almost eaten by Animan

Nino: “Adrien, dude, you know that ride was all animatronics, right?”

Adrien, traumatized: “Y-yeah I know.”

Rose holding onto Juleka during Expedition Everest

Kim holding onto Max during Expedition Everest

They do a little shopping, Marinette buying an Animal Kingdom pin just like every trip

Alix insisting they ride Flight of Passage one more time

Checking the wait time for it

It’s 225 minutes

Cue disappointed classmates

They watch the Rivers of Light show together, and head back to the resort

Next day: Epcot

Because the fast pass system sucks for Epcot, the class SPRINTS to Test Track before it gets crowded (or breaks down) because they had to choose between getting a fast pass for that, Soarin, or Frozen Ever After (and Marinette did NOT wanna wait on line for that so thus chooses Frozen Ever After for the fast pass slot)

Alya and Marinette bet Nino and Adrien that their car design will beat theirs and Nino and Adrien are all about it. 

Alya and Marinette's car exceeds in all the tests and they brag about it for the rest of the day cause power girlfriends™

Next is Soarin which is Marinette's favorite ride in the park. 

She literally cries from how beautiful it is

Adrien is kind of taken by how much she loves the ride and Disney World in general

He finds her passion inspiring

Time for world showcase! 

Marinette's favorite pavilion is Italy because the food is delicious and the Venetian Carnival Masks in the store are her favorite

She traditionally buys a new one every trip

When Adrien visits the store in Japan, he is in literal tears

Anime products everywhere. 

He spends $200 there on merch include a Sailor Moon keychain, a giant Pikachu plushie, and a Goku onesie

He also gets 6 different flavors of Pocky

Nino loves the Morocco pavilion (for obvious reasons) and he insists on snacking on the Moroccan food which turns out to be soo good. 

Frozen Ever After time!

Adrien sings “Let It Go” with Elsa and everyone giggles but it's honestly adorable and he's pretty good at singing too??

They visit the other pavilions, including France where they all have a mini photo shoot together

Cue the class posing like Ladybug and Chat Noir in front of a fountain

Marinette and Alya posing as Ladybug and Chat Noir respectively

Adrien, seeing them pose, and asking Marinette to take pics with him in LB and CN poses

Why are these kids so clueless: a novel by me

They also meet Belle and Adrien cries a little because she’s such a believable Belle and he feels unworthy to be in the presence of a real Disney Princess

Marinette buys her Epcot pin, following tradition

They finish the night watching Illuminations in the Canada pavilion

Adrien lowkey watching Marinette watch the show because wow she loves it so much?

Marinette glancing at Adrien

Adrien quickly looking away and blushing (these kids I can’t with them)

NEXT: Hollywood Studios 

Nino is SO HYPE. A park about film. It's everything he could want

Chloe insists on taking solo pics in front of Hollywood Boulevard

Everyone actually agrees

Adrien being the diva he is and Marinette close to fainting

First stop: Rock ‘n’ Rollercoaster

Quick photoshoot in front of the guitar, posing like Jagged Stone

Second stop: Toy Story Mania

Marinette and Max going all out

Max surprisingly winning the game

Marinette claims her cannon was broken and therefore was the leading cause of her loss

Third stop: Tower of Terror

Everyone is lowkey scared to ride, even Marinette who has ridden it hundreds of times

Alix suggests that they all dab when the photo is taken

No one knows when the photo is taken on the ride, so they all dab like 5 times

The picture actually turns out super funny, and they buy it

Fourth stop: Star Tours

Nino, Max, and Kim fangirl so hard

Kim tries to join the Jedi Training show, but is #rejected for being too old

Alix steals a pair of 3D glasses from the ride

Fifth stop: The Great Movie Ride

Marinette ADORES this ride because it’s a tribute to classic movies

She loves everything about it from the cheesy tour guide to the montage of movies at the end

She ends up crying after the ride is over because she remembers that it’s closing in the upcoming weeks

Classmates comfort Marinette

Marinette buys a Hollywood Studios pin

They watch the Star Wars firework show and head home

Time for the most important park day of all: Magic Kingdom

Marinette does not hesitate, bitch

She needs this day to be the best of the best

Marinette wears her Minnie Mouse Disney bound which makes all the classmates’ hearts skip a beat

like she is so pretty in her red dress with white polka dots, yellow converse, block stockings, space buns, and bow in her hair

They get to the park and Alya insists on taking pics of Marinette in front of the castle

Marinette is a little embarrassed but she does it anyway

Adrien can not get over how cute she is like wow???

Alya catches Adrien staring at Marinette

Alya: “hey Mickey Mouse, why don’t you take a few pictures with Minnie?”

Adrien, caught off guard: “Wh-huh yeah sure!”

Marinette, using telepathy: “Alya, I will get you back for this.”

The pictures actually turning out amazing and Adrien makes one his phone wallpaper

Marinette once again almost passing out

They head to Space Mountain aka the best ride (before Flight of Passage was built that is)

Adrien loves it sooooo much he wants to ride it all day

but alas, the line is 110 minutes long after they exit the ride

They spend about an hour and a half in Tomorrowland

Next stop: Fantasyland, Marinette’s favorite area

Adrien finds the Princess Fairytale Hall and demands they get on line to meet Rapunzel, his favorite princess.

the line is 45 minutes, a bit much, but they let him

Adrien running up to Rapunzel and hugging her like a 5 year old child

He tells her how much he loved Tangled and that she is his idol

Rapunzel kisses his cheek and Adrien almost dies right there

Marinette gets a little jealous

Because it’s Florida, there’s a thunderstorm

The class quickly finding a place to take cover

Adrien trying to block the rain from Marinette so her outfit doesn’t get ruined

Marinette slipping on the wet ground and Adrien catching her

Cue insane blushing

They take this opportunity to see Philharmagic

Alix steals 3 pairs of the 3D glasses

Rose tells her to return them

Alix gives her a pair to keep her quiet

The storm clears out

3:00 pm: time for the Festival of Fantasy Parade!

Marinette singing the parade music because she knows it by heart

Flynn Rider winks at Sabrina

Sabrina actually fainting due to a mixture of heat, dehydration, and Eugene Fitzherbert

The paramedics come to take Sabrina to the infirmary

Sabine offers to stay with her 

The whole class in awe when Dragon!Maleficent breathes fire

After the parade, the class proceeds to go on the rest of the rides

They dab during the Splash Mountain photo

Ivan comforts Mylene during the Haunted Mansion

Everyone sings “Heigh-Ho” on the Dwarf Mine Coaster

Also singing during Pirates of the Caribbean

Snack Break!

Marinette buys everyone Dole Whips because they are amazing

More rides, more photos, more fun

8:00 pm: 1 hour until the fireworks

Marinette insists that they must get their spot now

They play Heads-Up on Alya’s phone to help pass the time

Sabrina and Sabine rejoin the group

9:00 pm: time for Happily Ever After

Marinette has never actually seen this show because it’s fairly new

The whole class is in awe

Halfway through the show, Marinette bursts out into tears because the show is just so well done

The music, the fireworks, the projections on the castle, it just brings back all her memories watching Disney movies

Adrien sees this and puts his hand on her shoulder

Marinette panics, but Adrien gives her a soft smile and she’s smiles back

The show ends, being the perfect finale to a perfect trip

On their way out of the park, Adrien realizes that Marinette never bought her pin from Magic Kingdom yet and decides to buy one for her on Main Street

They head back to their hotel and begin packing for their departure in the morning

Adrien knocks on the door to Marinette and Alya’s room

He thanks her for making the trip so amazing and magical

He then pulls out the Magic Kingdom pin from his pocket and gives it to her as a thank you

Marinette, face as red as a tomato, freezes for a moment

Alya is eating this up

Marinette takes a breath and hugs Adrien, thanking him for also making this trip amazing for her

I definitely would like to go into more detail about each individual day, but here’s a summary of basically all the points I wanted to hit! If you have any ideas/headcanons please send them my way I’d love to hear them :D

#miraculous ladybug #disney au #ml disney au #adrienette #stella writes #jsdknkd i love disney trip aus save me #this is so long wow i'm sorry

[aresaphrodites]

Wicked Games Chapter Ten

So this chapter (along with the previous one) is a bit short, because I had originally planned to have them as two big chapters, but obviously it didn't work out that way sooooo... :) *shrugs shoulders*

Anywhoooo here's the smutty goodness you guys have been dying for! 40k words later and HERE WE ARE. I really hope you guys like it because this is my first time ever doing any kind of sexy scene in my writing life and it's probably really bad but.... I can only grow with practice! I really tried to incorporate their feelings for each other as well during the whole thing, because I feel like Bughead is really centric on their love for each other and I wanted to stay true to that.

As always, thank you to my lovely queen @itstenafterfour for being the best beta I could have ever hoped for. This story wouldn't be where it is without her. <3

Also guys, @chasingstoriestotellwhenimold made a trailer for Wicked Games so please check it out and show her some love! I'm kind of obsessed with it.

For this chapter, there's a lot of sweetness, smut, and fluff. You guys deserve it. Enjoy. <3

Kissing Jughead is like nothing she’s ever experienced before. He kisses her like it’s the last thing he’s ever going to do. Like it’s the only thing he’s ever meant to do. One of his hands snakes around her waist, bringing them chest to chest while the other hand makes its way up to her hair and pulls on it gently. She lets out a tiny gasp at the sensation that erupts in her scalp at the motion. It’s hardly painful, in fact it feels kind of good. This surprises her, as she’s never been one to venture out during sex, she’s always been very vanilla but Jughead’s hold on her makes her entire body go limp. She’d sit here for the rest of her life and let him use her as he pleased. She could quite literally die like this and have no regrets.

She doesn’t think that’s on the agenda though. With him pulling her head back, her neck is completely exposed to him and she soon finds out that was his goal. He presses his lips against her neck softly at first and kisses feather light lips against her skin. It’s not enough and at the same time almost too much, she wants to ask him for more. As if he can read her mind, or her body, he sinks his teeth into her neck roughly. It stings, but in the best way possible.

“Don’t leave any marks,” she gasps out, arching her body into his hold. She wants him to, she doesn’t even care if it makes her sound like a teenager. She wishes he could mark her up, but with her job she knows that it isn’t possible at all. She would never hear the end of it.

“Excuse me?” He pulls his lips away from her neck and she nearly whines at the loss of touch. “What was that?”

“My neck,” she tries to say, slowly losing her train of thought with the way his eyes are boring into hers. “Photoshoots.”

“What did I just tell you, Betty?” His voice sounds both authoritative and like he’s talking to a child, reprimanding them for doing something wrong.

“I don’t…”

“What did I tell you before we started this? Hmm?” He pulls the hand that was in her hair away and caresses her face with it lovingly. She leans her cheek into the touch, loving how warm his palm feels against her skin. “What did I tell you?” He repeats.

“I’m yours,” she whispers out to him again.

“That’s right. So if I did want to mark you up, I could, right? Because you’re mine?”

She knows Jughead would never actually do something she wasn’t comfortable with and that’s why she’s so quick to tell him ‘yes’. She says yes, because it’s all about the power balance. Jughead obviously likes to be in control while fucking and Betty’s not about to turn him or this down.

“Yes,” she tells him, “you could do anything.”

“Anything?” He smirks down at her. “You sure about that?” He gives her a challenging look, like he’s daring her to back down from her own words. She means them though. She trusts Jughead like she’s never trusted anyone else. The playful, dominating side to him that he’s showing right now is something she’s never seen from him before and she’s a bit drunk off of it.

“I’m sure.”

He just grins down at her before he picks her up off of the counter. She yelps at the sudden movement and is quick to wrap her arms and legs around his body tightly. His hands grip her ass and she has to bite her lip to stop the smile that threatens to show.

She’s not exactly sure where he’s taking her, but she’s soon thrown onto a soft surface and she realizes they’re in his room. This time she does smile at the familiar feeling and smell that his sheets offer her. She’s only been in his bed one time before and she’s glad that he decided to take them here instead of her room.

“Climb back,” he instructs her and she does exactly as he asked. His calculating eyes follow her the entire time and maybe she’d be embarrassed with anyone else, but not here. Not with Jughead.

She leans her back against one of the thicker pillows behind her and sinks into it gently. Jughead climbs onto the bed and makes his way in between her legs, placing himself there like it’s where he belongs and Betty thinks that maybe he does.

He kisses her twice, soft but deep, before he pulls away from her and places a hand at the bottom of her shirt. He tugs on it in question and then looks up at her. She nods, knowing exactly what he’s asking. With her permission, he pulls the loose shirt off of her and tosses it to the floor. The cool air hits her body and she’s well aware of how she responds to it. Goosebumps rise up on her arms and her nipples harden almost immediately. She’s completely naked in front of Jughead aside from the panties she’s wearing. It’s the most he’s ever seen of her body. Before he’d only seen her in bikinis, revealing ones for sure, but nothing like this. She hasn’t been intimate with anyone in a long time and with Jughead it just feels so much more. More of what, she isn’t quite sure but she knows that it’s exciting and different.

It’s a reflex the way her arms come up to try and shield her body from his eyes, but his hands reach out and hold them down at her sides.

“Don’t do that,” he whispers, “don’t ever feel like you have to hide from me.” He leans down and places a kiss on her collarbone. “You’re fucking beautiful, Elizabeth Cooper.” She just nods, not trusting her voice right now. He continues kissing down her body, from her collarbone to her breasts and down her stomach. Her nerves start to act up as she realizes what exactly he’s going to do.

He places a finger on the waistband of her underwear. “Can I take these off?”

“Yes.” She had thought that was a given, she was about to yell at him to do it already. He’s slow about it though, as he hooks his fingers on the waistbands and slides them down her legs before tossing them as he had her shirt.

He places a kiss on her left thigh, before moving to her right one. It seems like he feathers her thighs in kisses forever and her legs are already trembling. She’s already wet, just from the sensual touches he places on her legs and she isn’t sure how she’s supposed to survive any of this. Sex with Jughead is like something else entirely. It’s consuming and breathtaking and nothing’s actually happened yet.

He pulls his lips away from her thighs and lines his face up with her clit. He lets out a breath of air and she jerks at the sensation she feels immediately.

He’s not touching her. She tries to push her hips forward a little so he’ll get the hint, but he places his palms onto them and pushes them down into the mattress. She whines and he just smirks at her.

“What are you trying to do there, love?”

The pet name has her swooning for a bit and she tries to gather her thoughts. What does she want?

“Do you want me to do something?” He asks, playful smirk still on his face and she glares down at him.

“You know what I want,” she bites out, tired of waiting. She wonders if he knew a single thing about moderation, since he was all sweet or all dominant and there was no in between. Jughead frowns at her and digs his fingers into her hips a little harshly. She gasps at the feeling and a part of her hopes that his fingertips leave little bruises on her skin.

“If you want something then ask for it.” She gives him an exasperated look, embarrassed at even the thought. “Come on,” he urges her. “Ask nicely.”

If this were anyone else, she would tell them to fuck off without hesitation and probably stop the whole ordeal, but this isn’t just anyone. This is Jughead and so she does as he asks her, loving every minute of it.

“Please,” she whispers out. It’s a single word, but it has Jughead leaning forward and placing a single kiss on her clit. It’s something, but it’s still not enough and she feels like she’s going to scream. “Jughead…”

“Yes?” He asks as he finally sticks his tongue out, tasting her only once. “Do you need something?”

“More,” she begs. “Please, Juggie, I need more.”

“Well, since you asked so nicely.” The last thing she sees before he completely goes down on her, is a grin on his face that makes him look like the Cheshire cat. His mouth moves against her so heavenly, her hips try to buck up but he keeps a tight hold on them, not allowing her to move from where he wants her.

Her hands reach out for Jughead’s hair and tangle themselves in his dark locks. He’s doing everything so perfectly that Betty thinks he might have been made for this. It doesn’t take long before she’s coming undone completely under him, her fingers pulling a little too hard on his hair as her legs shake. She cries out his name as he gets her through her orgasm and just when it’s about to become too much, he pulls away from her.

He comes up and kisses her on her neck, a soft and sweet thing that’s a contrast to everything they’re doing right now but it’s perfect. Everything about this has been perfect. She doesn’t feel her typical revolt at the word, instead it sounds so right to her she couldn’t describe whatever this was any other way.

“Are we really doing this?” He asks, a boyish grin on his face. Betty smiles and a laugh passes through her lips.

“I think we already did.” They smile at each other, as if they can’t really believe it’s happening and in a way she can’t. She finds comfort in the way they had just laughed over it. She once read that if you can’t laugh with your partner while having sex then you shouldn’t be together. She doesn’t know if she can classify Jughead as her partner or boyfriend, but that’s a conversation for a different time.

Jughead leans over to the right of her and pulls out a condom from the bedside drawer. Betty raises an eyebrow, wondering why he would have needed them before, but she doesn’t say anything. She watches as he rips open the packet and puts the condom on before lining himself up with her.

She suddenly feels alarmingly nervous. She’s fully aware that their entire dynamic has officially changed now. It changed the moment she called herself ‘his’ and kissed him, but this seems so much more serious. If they do this then there’s no backing out; she doesn’t want to back out, not at all, but she’s still nervous.

Jughead must be able to sense the nerves coming off her in waves, because he leans forward and places a chaste kiss on her cheek and then one on her forehead.

“We can stop,” he tells her. “We’ll go as far as you want and nothing more.”

“I want this,” she reassures him, because God, she wants this. “I want you.”

His eyes stare back at hers, full of lust and something more that she can’t think of right now.

“Well, I better give you what you want.” He smiles before pressing into her gently. She gasps out at the feeling of him as she tries to get used to his size. It’s been awhile since she’s had sex and Jughead’s a little more than average. He’s slow going in, allowing her to adjust to him and she’s incredibly thankful for it.

Once he’s all the way inside, she lets out a deep breath. He stays completely still, not moving in fear of possibly hurting her and when she finally feels good she gives him a smile.

“Okay,” she tells him. “I’m good.”

He pulls out of her almost completely, leaving only the tip of himself inside of her. She looks at him in confusion, but then he moves all the way back inside of her in one swift motion and she swears her eyes nearly roll to the back of her head. It feels incredible and she lets out a long moan.

Jughead starts up a slow rhythm as he rolls his hips into her. It feels amazing and she lifts her hands up to touch the side of his face, but he’s quick to grab them both in one of his hands as he holds them down over her head. His only response to her questioning glance is a smile. She rolls her eyes at him, but stops short as he snaps his hips into her roughly.

“Don’t roll your eyes,” he chastises her. “If I let go of your hands, will you keep them up here?” Betty nods quickly at his question even though she immediately misses the feeling of his hand holding hers. Jughead brings the hand that had been holding hers down and cups her cheek with it. “You’re so beautiful.” He leans down to kiss her and Betty chases his lips with her own. She doesn’t think she’ll ever get tired of kissing him. He kisses her in a way that she’s only ever dreamed of being kissed before and she lives for it.

His lips leave hers as he continues thrusting into her fast and rough, panting against her mouth as he does. Suddenly, Jughead wraps his arms underneath her as he brings her up closer to him, pressing their chests against each other. Betty gasps out at the sudden movement and how it angles him differently inside of her.

“Fuck,” he groans out, lips pressed to her ear, “you feel so good.” The words send a shiver down her spine. “I’m not going to last long, Betty.”

“Then don’t,” she tells him, urging him to come.

“Yeah?” He says with a chuckle, but it’s way too breathy.

“Come,” she whispers out.

He tightens his hold on her as he continues to fuck her, every ounce of painful restraining control he’d been forced to practice now gone, Betty’s moans cheering him on as he finally comes undone on top of her. They’re both panting when he pulls out of her, rolling to the left of her to lay down as he pulls off the condom and tosses it into the trash can.

“Next time I’m going to fuck you harder,” he tells her as he props himself up on his elbow and looks down at her, “and longer.”

She bites her lips at his words. “Is that a promise?”

“Mhm,” he hums in agreement before leaning down to press a kiss to her lips.

She wants to ask him what this all means. He’d called her his earlier, but what exactly does that mean?

“Earlier you said I was yours, what do you mean by that?”

“What do you think I mean?” he reaches out with his hand and brushes her hair away from her face before running his thumb against her cheek. “You’re mine. I know that to a certain extent I’m going to have to share you with the outside world and I’m okay with that, but I won’t share you with anyone else. No more PR dates or anything like that. No one’s going to get to have you the way that I am.”

Betty just nods, speechless by his words. She can get the PR stunts to stop, that’s easy. She just has to say she’s in a relationship and her team will back off, she just hopes they don’t ask about who she’s dating. She wonders if it’s even a problem to date Jughead. She knows that he’s her bodyguard so there has to be some kind of line of professionalism, but if there is they‘ve definitely passed it by now.

“And I swear to God, Betty, I am going to protect you.” He holds her face securely in his hand, forcing her to look up at him. “You don’t have anything to fear when you’re with me. No one is going to hurt you ever again.”

It’s a promise she’s heard countless other times from other people, but this time she believes him wholeheartedly. Jughead wouldn’t let anything happen to her. She trusts him.

That night they fall asleep together, Jughead holding onto her tightly as she stares out of the window and for once she feels happy to wake up the next day. For once she’s excited for what’s to come next.

Cheryl calls her the next morning asking if she can fit in a quick shoot as a favor for a friend of hers. It makes her a bit skeptical that her usually transparent manager is unwilling to name names, but she decides not to worry. Betty is less than enthusiastic about it though, especially because she’s feeling really sore after last night. She’s not one to disappoint though, and work is work so she limps her happy ass all the way to the location.

Jughead had spent the entire car ride smirking. James had driven them and it was almost as if he knew what they had done last night with the way he glared at Jughead and ignored Betty’s attempts at starting conversation. She didn’t understand what was bothering him. It was odd and not like him at all, but she decided not to press the issue. James’ life wasn’t really any concern of hers just like her life wasn’t much concern of his.

She was however, this close to punching Jughead in his smug little face. She’d tried to hide her slight limp and the way she’d wince when shoved along by her team, but she knew she wasn’t fooling him at all.

“Betty! Can you please try to stand up straight?” Cheryl called off from the side. Usually Betty loved when she stayed for the shoots, but right now she kind of wanted to throttle her.

She did as asked though and twirls around for the cameraman, hoping to give him something to work with. She does a few more poses for him, laughs with the crew while posing, and just acts as silly as possible. She was once told that the best shoots are done when you’re happy and show it and she’s always believed that to be true.

When she’s finally done, she’s excited to get some well deserved rest. She makes her way to the dressing room and takes off the heels and dress she’d been wearing. Just as Betty’s muscles relax and she feels even a slight bit at peace, Cheryl throws the door open and walks into the room.

“Don’t you ever knock?” Betty snaps as she tries to cover herself up.

“Oh, please,” Cheryl says with an eye roll. “You act like I haven’t seen you naked before. Remember the hot tub in Ibiza? You were pretty drunk but I know you remember that.” Betty’s cheeks redden as she glares at the redhead. “Anyway, it’s nothing I haven’t seen—.”

Cheryl stops mid sentence and Betty looks up at her. She’s staring right at Betty’s hips. Betty looks down and curses Jughead thousands of times in her head once she sees what Cheryl’s looking at.

“Oh, my god! Are those bruises? Betty Cooper, you’re absolutely scandalous!”

“Cheryl—.”

“Are those—? Oh, my god, is that a hickey on your thigh?” Cheryl shrieks out the words and Betty tries to quiet her down. The last thing she needs is everyone outside hearing this. “Seriously, you’re having sex with someone? Since when? How did I not know about this? I don’t understand. Who could you possibly be having sex with?”

“It’s no one,” Betty grumbles. She can’t tell her about Jughead, not yet at least. She isn’t ready.

“Are you seeing Reggie again? Because if you are and you kept it a secret, I’m going to be really upset.”

“What? No. No! It wasn’t Reggie. It was a one night stand.” She winces as soon as the words fly out of her mouth. A one night stand? Really? She doubts Cheryl will even buy the lie. She’s never had a one night stand before in her life, but she doesn’t know what else to say to get her off her back.

Sure enough, Cheryl stares at her with a look of bewilderment on her face. Betty’s waiting for her to call her out on the lie and guess the only other guy it could be, but to her surprise Cheryl just grins.

“Taking one out of my book I see. Very nice, Betty. I love a classic ‘good girl gone bad’ story.”

She just rolls her eyes at Cheryl’s words, but doesn’t disagree with them. If it gets Cheryl to stop asking so many questions then she’ll take it.

“Was he hot?”

“We’re not talking about this,” Betty says as she throws on her clothes and grabs her purse from the table.

“Oh, come on!” Cheryl whines as she follows her out of the room. “Do you know how long it’s been since I’ve had some good sex? The other night this guy started crying because he said I had the prettiest tits he’d ever seen.”

“What?”

“Yeah, it was a real mood killer honestly. I need to live vicariously through you right now!”

“You really want to know?” Betty gives in as she faces her friend. She silently resolves to not name names or give any identifying details, but she has no problem living through the experience all over again. Cheryl just nods eagerly. “He was absolutely gorgeous and such a gentleman in bed. He was… he was like nothing I’ve ever experienced before in my life.”

“You sure you’re not in love with the guy? I’ve definitely thought I’ve loved a few guys after really good sex. Honestly I’m glad that it was that good.”

Betty just rolls her eyes before waving goodbye to the redhead and making her way over to Jughead.

“What was that about?” He asked as they walked outside together.

“Cheryl was living vicariously through my one night stand,” she tells him with a smirk.

“One night stand, huh?”

“Mhm.”

Jughead looks down at her, bites his lip, and then looks around them. Betty follows his gaze, trying to see what he’s looking for.

“What if I wanted to put my arm around you right now?”

It’s such a cute and innocent thing to ask, but Betty knows that the reasons behind him having to ask are anything but cute and innocent. Such a heavy and sharp dualism existed within him. One minute he was sweet and asking for permission just to put his arm around her, and at another moment he was fiercely protective and dominant. It’s a dualism she’s come to appreciate. She quickly looks around just like he had and she finds that there’s no one in the back alley they had taken.

“Jughead Jones, you filthy boy,” she jokes, “be my guest.”

He laughs as he throws his arms over her shoulders, leading her down the deserted alleyway. It feels so normal, as if they’re just two people enjoying a nice walk together. She doesn’t feel like she’s famous or like Jughead’s protecting her from all the danger surrounding her. Right now she just feels like Betty and Jughead, two people who are kind of new and unsure of a lot of things but one thing she knows; she’s sure about Jughead.

They’re in the living room watching TV together later that night. Betty’s sitting on a pillow on the floor while Jughead brushes her hair before bed. She’d begged him to watch The Adventures of Mr. Toad with her and he’d been a bit reluctant at first, but ever so often he’ll let out a little snort of laughter and Betty will smile to herself.

“I talked to my mom the other day,” she tells him randomly. They’ve never really talked about their family, aside from when Jughead had told her the story about his mother. After that, he hadn’t even asked because he assumed it was a no-go, even in casual conversation. Jughead is however, pleased to have a look into the world that laid behind her.

“How did that go?”

“Good, I miss her a lot. I miss my sister too. I haven’t really seen either of them in a while and I don’t talk to them as often as I should.” She pauses, wondering if she should tell Jughead about what her mother had told her on the phone about visiting. What the hell, she thinks to herself. What could be the worst he could say? “My mom told me to come visit.”

“Yeah?” His voice doesn’t change, it sounds just as easy and interested as it had before and she takes that as a good sign.

“Yeah. I was thinking maybe I could go down and visit her next week. Maybe for a few days.”

Jughead doesn’t say anything for a while and when she turns around to look at him, he’s staring down at the brush in his hands.

“Juggie? You okay?”

“Yeah,” he says, but it sounds a bit uneven. He gives her a smile that looks a bit forced. “Well, I hope you have fun.”

“Well, you see, that’s the thing,” she grabs ahold of his fingers and plays with them, her nerves acting up. “I was wondering if maybe you’d like to come with me. You can just come as my bodyguard, you don’t have to come as my boyfriend or anything. I don’t want to put you in that kind of situation.”

“Boyfriend?”

She looks up and Jughead is smiling widely down at her, eyes gleaming. It’s the most genuine he’s looked in a while. He doesn’t look stone cold or furiously protective, his jaw isn’t set in the angular fashion it normally was. He looked soft.

“Well, yeah. I thought that’s what this was. I thought we were kind of exclusive.”

“We are,” he promises as he places his hand on her cheek, caressing her face before touching her bottom lip gently with his thumb. “I just wanted to hear you say it.”

Betty just smiles as she shakes her head at him.

“And I’d be honoured to meet your family if that’s what you want.”

“Well, do you want that?” She asks him, still a bit unsure.

“I’d love nothing more.”

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