#i didnt set it low and she can close her vents

[immortallycelestial]

here’s how i think morgana finding out she had magic should have gone plus some merthur/morgwen

morgana was absolutely terrified when that candle suddenly lit in the middle of the night

she instantly ran to merlin’s chambers and broke down crying, saying she hated herself but didnt want uther to kill her

merlin being merlin made butterflies appear and dance around her to cheer her up

she was shocked at first but asked him to teach her

that was the first thing he taught her, at 1 in the morning

they began having lessons every week that gaius would come to and offer his expertise

eventually gwen came in and found them, but loved their magic and became a lookout

merlin taught morgana how to use her magic for good

although once she learned how to use it for practical jokes she never stopped

the castle was plagued with harmless pranks

they could never figure out who or how it happened

meanwhile morgana would be laughing in her head as merlin mentally scolded her

he did find it hilarious when she made arthur’s pants disappear during a banquet

one time they were out practicing by a huge cliff and merlin laughed so hard at her setting her eyebrows on fire he rolled right off

morgana was terrified he was dead but he just got back up with a broken ankle

thats when they figured out he couldnt die

she began to pull pranks that would be fatal to other people on him, which he never figures out because they never actually hurt him

one time gwen caught her putting poison on his brownies and was extremely concerned and scared until they explained the situation

as weird as it sounds it helped morgana keep her... *cough murderous urges cough* in check

when uther was killed by the assassin, morgana and merlin revealed their magic to arthur

he took a few days to get used to it, but soon after removed the magic ban

merlin became the official court sorcerer and morgana became his apprentice

around that time, morgana realised she was in love with gwen

they were sitting in a field practising magic with merlin when gwen laughed and morgana’s heart went ohfuckfuckfuck

after that her head was consumed with thoughts about her

finally after a month she has enough

it was dinner, and morgana, gwen, arthur, and the knights were eating together

gwen smiled at something elyan said and morgana’s heart thumped painfully

she couldnt take it and grabbed gwen, kissing her intensely

the knights of course cheered their heads off (especially elyan who had suffered many hours of gwen venting her love and was so done)

arthur just sat there with an open mouth

merlin rolled his eyes and took a long swig from his goblet

“took you long enough” he snorted

“like you can talk.” gwen retorted, cheeks flushed and beaming

“you and arthur have been dancing around each other for eight years!”

the knights were crying of laughter by now

leon looked like he had just aged ten years

merlin flushed deep red and arthur looked wildly between gwen and merlin

“so- wait- you-“ he stuttered

“you- you feel... the same?”

merlin rolled his eyes

“you cabbage head...” he muttered

then he grabbed arthurs shirt and pulled him into a kiss

literal fireworks exploded over their heads (courtesy of morgana, grinning like a maniac and holding gwens hand)

when merlin and arthur finally broke apart gasping with red cheeks, the knights cheered and tackled him

“THANK YOU MORGANA HOLY FUCK-” gwaine yelled

leon was banging his head on the table by now

the next day, morgana and gwen married

it was a small ceremony with just their close friends and family

arthur officiated it, stealing glances to merlin the entire time

mainly because he had borrowed one of arthur’s shirts and it was so low cut on him arthur couldnt focus

morgana just wore one of her dark purple gowns

gwen borrowed one from her fiancee that had never been worn and it fit her perfectly

it was light pink with white flowers embroidered on the bodice and a slight lace train

morgana could barely tear her eyes away from her bride and didnt even wait for arthur to finish saying “you may kiss the bride” before sweeping her up passionately

the audience of 7 cheered wildly

after the ceremony morgana came up to merlin

“thank you.” she said

“for what?” he asked

“for helping me. for teaching me all those years ago how to control my magic and use it for good. and for helping me control my... urges by - well, killing you.” she laughed

“anyways, without you, i wouldnt be here married to the love of my life. i wouls probably be dead or trying to kill everyone and take over camelot.”

merlin just grinned

“anytime, gana.” he said, and walked back to arthur.

#how it should have been #morgana is amazing #merlin can be a shit sometimes #still love him though #morgwen #merthur #the knights of the round table #gwaine #elyan #leon #percival #lancelot #arthur pendragon #morgana pendragon #morgana #bbc merlin

[staycult]

highschool!minho as your boyfriend

pairing — fem!reader x minho

genre — fluffish angst-ish ? bullet scenario but mostly not, enemies to lovers

word count — 2k

happy birthday to our precious cat boy! 🐈

happy birthday lino!

you’re one of the best dancers in your school

competitions arent complete without you

i guess the popularity with dancing got over your head a little bit

to you, you were just proud

but others took it the wrong way, as per usual

“alright we’re going to have a new member in our crew, please give him a warm welcome!” your dance instructor clapped

you wiped off your sweat and sat down on the floor to listen further

“come in, lino!” she urged

the young man came in wearing gray sweats and a plain black shirt with a poker face on

you didnt really care nor felt a bond forming between you two

“hi, lee minho, nice to meet you” he smiled half heartedly

you heard the other girls in the room swoon at the sight of him

you were about to nudge your friend who was obviously squealing when the instructor interrupted

“[y/n]! stand over here, please” she pointed beside minho

so you complied

his scent was manly with a hint of softness

he was taller than you and had a lean body structure

your instructor was eyeing the both of you from head to toe and proceeded to call over another instructor

“see, they would be perfect for it!” she whisper shouted at her fellow instructor, still eyeing the both of us

“i do agree with you but dont you think minho is still new? he just came in” the other replied

“minho if you don’t mind? can i show him your audition video?” she asked

minho gave her a nod while he looked around the place with his arms crossed, while you looked like an idiot just standing there like 🧍🏻‍♀️

“wow! his body is flexible, you made the right choice with these two" the male instructor commended

“right?"

"alright, you two would be assigned to create a new choreography for the up coming dance competition. it should be hip hop styled, music of choice is yours." she instructed

your fellow dancers already went home since it was getting late, so you did too after the discussion

you didnt really talk to minho

you felt like you didnt need to, yet

unless it was about the dance

practices were always held after classes. you and the crew decided to brainstorm possible songs that you guys could dance to. all of the songs they were suggesting was boring and at this point you were frustrated and threw a fit. "god, think!" you sighed at your fellow dancers as you ruffled your hair in anger. "do you have any better ideas?" minho asked, nonchalant. "i evaluate whether or not the songs can be used. do you have any ideas?" you rolled your eyes, copying his tone.

he shook head and let out a light smirk, a rather amused one. he suggested songs and remixes that were actually good, but you can never say that. for the first time, someone actually had the courage to speak back to you during your angry state. it did hurt your ego a bit.

"no, i dont want that, it's ear-bleeding" you lied, just for the sake of your reputation in front of your fellow members. "im not asking for your permission, im showing this to noona," he said getting up from the floor with the computer and walked out to find our older instructor.

whispers and held back laughter was heard in the room while their eyes are focused to either you, or minho's back who just disappeared

being a little brat, you stomped over to minho ( who you found in the hallway, just outside your instructor's office ) "you!" you stormed over until youre close enough. without looking, he let out a sigh, "what?"

"what the hell was that about!" you half-shouted, eyebrows furrowed. "what? did i hurt your ego?" he raised an eyebrow, giving you a smirk. you were taken aback by his choice of words. no body has ever came this close to you. all he did was say the truth, because he really did hurt your ego. you hate being told what to do and you hate getting embarrassed in front of people.

your face turned red, "you know what? fuck you" you turned around and left. leaving him with this annoying smug look on his pretty face.

it became a routine

to argue with him during practice

you guys were partners in the said dance

being close with his body gives you the chance to take revenge

by making yourself heavy every time he has to carry you

but you learned that he's not the one to hold back

by letting go of you, causing you to fall off ass first

after a month straight of practice, it went like that

safe to say you hated each other's guts

he hated your bratty and egotistic attitude, and you hated him for pointing it out in front of every one

there's 3 more days until the performance

and somehow, nervousness was getting ahead of you.

"one last practice for today! let me see what you guys got." your instructor said as you guys were positioning yourselves in place. during the dance, you knew you made so many mistakes but you were still hoping it would go unnoticed. making the ending pose, every one clapped as well as the instructor.

"over all, it's a winning dance for me!" every one cheered for the mentor's compliment while you were feeling unsteady. "[y/n], work on the dance a little more okay? you seem a bit on edge" she gave you a small smile. embarrassment was written all over your face. improve? me? christ! it's much worse when minho, who is right beside you, heard that.

the instructor left and every one proceeded to pack their things. as you were about to close yours, "work on the dance a little more okay?" little shit minho repeated your instructors words, with a smug look on his face that you badly want to wipe off with a punch

"okay" you replied dryly, not wanting to engage with crap because of your rising nervousness. "looks like im about to take your place, brat" he added. you knew he was just messing around since both of you had been fighting like this almost every day. you gave him a nod because you just wanted to escape at this point. you placed your bag over your shoulder and opened the door, "don't you think maybe it's because you're not that good-"

"can we not do this right now? alright? i get it. if you really are so fucking great, congrats! now leave me alone." you spat, walking past him and left the studio. the sun was setting when you got out and it was a rather chill weather. it was fine, we're in the middle of october any way.

you sighed as you hugged yourself for comfort due to the strong wind. walking home, you decided to stop by a vending machine.

great! your money just had to be stuck in the vent. just when you thought your day could get worse, this happens. you placed your head on the glass of the machine in front of you while mindlessly playing with the buttons.

you regret losing your cool in front of minho like that, because you know he was just messing around. at some point during practice, you were slowly learning that being a brat is horrible and not everything will go my way.

you noticed that you were starting to change too.

you let out another sigh and kicked a foreign rock to express your frustration. you eyes went back to the stuck money and tried to get it out again. a random finger from behind pressed a red button on top of the machine, which immediately retrieved your money.

you turned back around to thank the person, "thank you-" your smile faded when you realized who it was. he had a small cat eye smile on, "hi" he said in a low tone, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"hi" you said rather awkwardly. "what drink do you want?" he said as he brought out his wallet, positioning himself in front of the machine. "no you don't have to" you protested. "please, let me do this, it's the least i can do for pissing you off"

"banana milk, and im sorry too" you replied, playing with your fingers. he gave you this 'why are you saying sorry' look. "im sorry for all the mean stuff i said back there, i dont know what has gotten into me, im just so nervous about the performance"

he nodded, implying that he's listening while typing and inserting the money on the machine. "im just sorry for being a brat in general," you smiled apologetically as you accepted the banana milk from him. both of you sat down beside the vending machine.

"you dont have to apologize you know? im the one who took it too far" he said, guilt plastered all over his face. "it's fine, i deserve it. besides if it wasnt for you, i wouldnt have notice how much of a bitch i am." you admitted with a light chuckle.

"i didnt mean what i said earlier by the way," he spoke, finishing up his own banana milk. "which one?" you asked. "when i said you were not that good, i didnt mean it. in fact, youre one of the best." he admitted, placing his empty banana milk beside him.

"you think so?" you asked with a smile. "i know so" he smiled back, removing his hairband and placing it back again. "maybe that's why im falling for you." he mumbled.

competition day came

you were feeling energetic today

bratiness level lowered down by 70%

the performance went really great

every one at your school was rooting for your team

which made you even more giddy

"and the grand champion for this year is..."

you heard your school's name and immediately hugged minho unintentionally out of joy

your legs were wrapped up in his waist and he was swinging you around, happy to win as well.

he let go of you gently, trying not to make things awkward

youve already touched his body due to the dance steps but it felt awkward after he confessed

after the celebration, your crew was in the back stage, preparing for the surprise

today is october 25, meaning it's his special day

you got out the cake you personally baked for him and motioned everyone to gather around before minho comes in

"surprise!" every one cheered and threw random pieces of paper towards him when he came in the back stage

"happy birthday to you! happy birthday to you! happy birthday dear minho, happy birthday to you" you sang along with the crew and faced him his cake

"make a wish, lino" you said as you waited for him to blow.

"i wish to be with you" he said out loud, not even minding the people around us and blew the candle out. a lot of ooos and cheers were heard, making you blush. you gathered frosting all over your finger and proceeded to wipe it on his face

he let out a fake shocked face as he did the same to you. by now, every one around you has frosting in your faces. musting up all the courage left in you. you made your way to minho once more and placed a frosting on his lips. he smirked at your sudden action as he lifted you up.

you pressed your lips against his, licking the frosting clean off of him. he gladly accepted the kiss, ignoring everyone around the both of you. pulling away, "maybe i am falling for you too, lino" you confessed. making him kiss you once more.

bf minho is very tsundere

as usual, dance practices together

vending machine dates after practice

lots and lots of i love yous while dancing

SLOW DANCING IN YOUR ROOM!!!!!!

would let you meet his cats bcs "you are now worthy"

helping each other out with missed assignments

your best friend

kisses are wild but soft

dance covers together

will literally break the vending machine to give you your banana milk

would buy you breakfast

holds your hand during break

cuddling with his cats!!!!!!

forehead kisses with reassurance

people dont get your inside jokes

a tease !!!!!

"baby, there is no one else like you"

author's note —

i tried to make this gender neutral but i dont know much about mxm dancing together! sorry about that, i tried to lessen the female details though.

im open for constructive criticism! i made this a birthday special for our lee know <3

#lee minho #minho skz #lee know #lee know imagines #lee know smut #lee know fluff #lee know angst #stray kids imagines #stray kids angst #stray kids au #stray kids smut #stray kids #minho fluff #minho angst #minho imagines #highschool au #lee know oneshots #minho oneshots #skz oneshots #stray kids oneshot

[words-for-holland]

Happier (4) | T.H.

Summary: Y/N & Tom speak to each other for the first time in 3 weeks! Tom is in talks of doing a new movie. Lots of yelling, painful pictures being sent. Harrison and Harry go on a trip. Does Kate finally tell the truth to Y/N?

A/N: Hmmm....seems like Natalie & Matt is everyone’s favorite/hated suspects. More theories lets hear em!!!

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8

Sanctuary

Its a word often used to protect those within a troubling world. For some it’s a church, a home, sometimes a family and friend. For Y/N and Tom, sanctuaray was no where to be found. Three weeks it’s been since the world felt like it collapsed on Y/N and Tom. Three weeks of feeling left in a troubling space that they could not get out of...until now. As soon as they heard each other’s voices on the phone, it gave them a moment of relief, but only for a moment.

“So...how are you?” Tom asks nervously. He wanted to pick his words out carefully in hopes that he wouldn’t upset her.

“Im okay.” Y/N responds quietly as she looks back at her phone. No message yet, maybe she was in the clear and that gave her a small boost of confidence. It was going to be okay. “How about you?” She asks back, not really sure how to carry the conversation. In any case, how does one continue talking to an ex without making it awkward? Let alone how does one talk to someone without the fear of being blackmailed.

“Yeah Im great...really great.” Tom lies and chuckles nervously.

Y/N could tell by the tone of his voice how nervous he was. A habit she always found to be adorable for him. Y/N rolled her eyes with a slight smile before she questions him in a serious tone “Why did you call Tom?”

Tom closes his eyes, letting out a stressed sigh. “I miss you Y/N and I dont care what you say or what you said to me that night, but this wasn’t supposed to happen.”

“I miss you too but things happen beyond our control, Tom. Sometimes it just can’t be helped.” Y/N responds nonchalantely, staring at her phone again. No messages still.

“Thats a load of bullshit and you know it. We were supposed to get through anything. Fuck the rumors fuck everything! This isn’t like you Y/N!” Tom vents out every feeling and thought he had since she left. “You say you miss me but then what are we doing? Why are we continuing to hurt ourselves like this?”

Y/N shakes her head, knowing deep down the reason why but could never say. Not unless she wanted to ruin his dream. She could never. “It’s not that simple.” She croaked.

“We would have found a way to get through it, but you gave up so easily. I know for a fact my Y/N never gave up without a fight.”

Y/N looks again at her phone, and no messages were to be found. Maybe she could tell him, and they wouldnt know, but Y/N knew better. Somewhere out there there was someone always watching her every move. “I cant do this right now. Goodbye Tom.” Y/N hangs up as she continues to cry herself to sleep. So much for sanctuary.

Its the morning after, and as Y/N heads downstairs, she hears soft laughter and conversations echoing through the halls. For a second it almost sounded like Tom’s, and she hurried toward the room only to be disappointed. In the living room was Matt and Kate as they made small talk awaiting for Y/N’s arrival.

“Y/N! You’re awake!” Kate exclaims as she gets up from the seat to give her a hug. “Look who decided to drop by!”

Matt looked up at Y/N and gives her a shy smile and wave. He’s dressed in his navy blue LBI shirt and cream colored shorts. It was typical high school Matt...nothing had changed with him.

“Yes I see that....I’m sorry did we have plans and I forgot?” Y/N asked confused.

“No actually uh I invited him over because I knew you wanted to catch up with him after last week..so I pulled some strings.” Kate whispers.

“You..what?” Y/N asked annoyed, her eyes glaring and her brows furrowed. If there was one thing Y/N hated it was blind dates. She had stressed that over and over throughout the years that she hated it, especially with people she used to have romantic feelings for. The keyword..USED.

“Cmon Y/N. Remember this was the time for you to move on and forget. Plus you wouldn’t want to send him away after he came here just to see you!” Kate tries her best to sell it, she had to...there’s wasnt really a choice.

Y/N looked back at Matt and groaned silently to her best friend. “Fine I’ll go, but this is the last blind date you’re ever setting me up on AND you’re doing the dishes.” She emphasized as she got ready and grabbed her purse.

To say Y/N was surprised was an understatment. For sure, she had a feeling this was going to be awkward in so many ways like any other first dates, but this...wasn’t too bad. Though she realized it wasn’t a date this was just two old friends catching up from the past.

She learned a lot about him and how his younger brother Steven was working on becoming an engineer and how his little sister Emily was also grown up and working towards becoming a physical therapist. As for Matt, he was working in the city too as an accountant for a finance firm. While they continued to eat their lunch at Chelsea’s Market, she couldn’t help but make the comparisons.

Matt didn’t dress up like Tom, didnt make her laugh like Tom does, didnt make her blush the way Tom does, didnt smile like Tom, and when he touched her hand...she didnt feel the goosebumps the way Tom would. It was clear. He wasn’t Tom and could never be Tom.

The date came to a close, but Y/N hadn’t really gathered much from it since she was so focused on Tom. Every word Matt had said to her barely made it through. She’d be lying if she didnt say the date was okay but she’d be lying even more if she had said she’d enjoy it.

She looked into his blue eyes as he looked into hers. Matt tried to lean forward to give her a kiss, but Y/N moved away. She couldnt. Not when Tom was still present in her thoughts and her mind. “Im sorry...I just got out of a serious relationship and well —” Y/N whispers feeling guilt in her heart.

“No no. It’s fine really. Maybe I was too forward with this and I had no idea....I’m sorry.” Matt laughs, feeling heavily disappointed. “I’ll uhh I’ll see you around?” Y/N nods as she waves him goodbye.

The next day, Tom wakes up in his bed still praying that this whole phase was just a nightmare he’s still having trouble waking up from. Today was not that day. He got up and dressed appropiately knowing that today would be a meeting for his upcoming project. He had forgotten all about it especially with everything going on. When he arrived and entered the room with Harrison, Natalie also appeared sitting in one of the chairs with a smile and coffee on hand.

“Jesus you’re like everywhere now.” Harrison speaks out taking the seat across from her, while Tom takes the seat next to Harrison.

“Well I mean I do live with you guys temporarily until my flat gets fixed, and I did get cast in the same movie as Tom.” She laughs pointing out the obvious.

Tom looked up, his eye wide open and brows raised. He completely forgot the fact that she was going to be playing his love interest for the film. He tried to recall if he had told Y/N about it before and if maybe that’s why she was also mad. Maybe if he told her now, that would make her feel better? Tom was lost in his thoughts he didnt hear the other publicists in the room calling out to him. “Tom are you listening?”

Harrison quickly hits his best friend to wake him up from his thoughts. “Huh? Uh..no sorry.” Tom confesses, looking down at the table.

The publicists, both roll their eyes in annoyance. “We’re telling you that you need to do a lot of PR for this movie in order to boost the sales, and recoginition for both you and Natalie. This means..you’re going to have to pretend you’re in a relationship for some time.”

Tom and Harrison are now fully attentive and furious. “What?! Im not doing PR for this. That is low for the both of us. We shouldnt have to fake a relationship to get our work across” Tom yells out fury burning in his brown eyes.

“I know Tom, but no one watches it for the films nowadays it’s about the image, and right now we’re trying to help both of yours and Natalie’s. You’ve been looking liek a depressed bloke this past month and Natalie is trying to get some exposure in the business.” The publicists expalin. “Harrison, help us out here.”

“Look mate, Im just his assistant. It’s up to Tom if he wants to do this or not.” Harrison speaks out as he points to his best friend. He faces Tom and whispers, “You don’t have to do this mate, there are other projects out there.”

Tom nods, as he looks at the room of people. He closes his eyes, but all he could see was Y/N. Deep down, Tom knew he couldnt do this to her. “I..I don’t think I can do this.”

Natalie and the publicists’ eyes shot up in fear, unhappy with the response given. They knew there was only one thing they could do now. “Ah I understand. It’s because of a girl isn’t?” Natalie’s publicist speaks out. Tom looks at her and then down at the table, as he slowly nods his head. “Yes well Natalie’s told me all about her. Seems like a bright girl, but believe Tom she doesn’t love you as much as you thought she did.”

Tom’s eyes dart towards the publicist as his eyes continue to stare down in anger. He was angry, pissed off that they could ever make that assumption. “Fuck you! You don’t know anything!” His tone set in anger.

“Oh..but we do. See you think Y/N is remaining as faithful as you after a breakup, but why is she already out with another guy.” The publicist continues. She hands her phone to Tom as he swipes through the pictures of Y/N and Matt’s date. He saw Y/N smile at Matt, laugh with him, and touch his shoulder. Yet, the one picture that broke him the most was the one where Matt almost kissed Y/N. While Tom didn’t know the backstory, he could very well imagine how it went. Everything in him shattered, and his eyes started to well up.

“Mate..there’s gotta be an explanation for all of this. Y/N wouldn’t move on from you that quickly. You know her..she wouldn’t. This is all rubbish.” Harrison tried to reason to his heartbroken best friend. For once, he couldn’t rule out Natalie. She didn’t blackmail Y/N, someone else did.

“Fine. I’ll do it.” Tom grumbles as he gets up and walks away.

The world was quiet for the next two days, and it almost seemed like a break from all of it. Back in the New York, Y/N was minding her own business in the apartment with Kate, when she got a text message.

Unknown

Answer the next phone call. ❤️

Y/N’s phone rings and it’s Tom. Her hands are shaking, afraid of what was going to happen. “Y/N.” Tom says shortly, tone filled with disappointment.

“Tom” Y/N replies, her voice shaking.

This wasn’t sanctuary anymore. This was hell.

“Tell me it’s not true.” Tom speaks out, needing to hear the truth. “Did you go out with another guy?”

Y/N hesistated for a moment, unsure of what to say. She could either lie or tell the truth but it didnt matter at this point she was fucked either way. “Yes.” She breathes out. “But — ”

“It’s not what I think? Right?” His tone getting louder. “So it’s okay for you to judge me with Natalie, but not okay for me to judge you with some bloke you’re with?”

“Matt is my friend and I had no choice in that matter!” Y/N yells out, unhappy with how Tom was confronting her.

“Did he threaten you?”

Y/N hesitated for a moment, not him but someone was threatening her. “No.”

“Then you did have a choice.”

As soon as Y/N was going to speak, she got a new message. This time it was a picture from Unknown. One of Tom and Natalie getting cozy as they walked out of a building. Natalie was smiling and Tom had his arms wrapped around her shoulder. “Yeah, guess you made yours too with Natalie.”

Tom was in shock, did she know about the him and Natalie. “Y/N it’s not what you —”

“What? What I think? Yeah that makes two of us, but you want to make assumptions? Fine. You look like you already moved on yourself, but moving on with a girl you know I can’t stand...that’s an all time low for you.” Y/N hangs up and throws her phone across the room. Kate quickly comes to comfort her best friend.

“He...he moved on.” She sobbed quietly in Kate’s arms.

“I know...it’s going to be okay.” Kate whispers. Tears started to also fall on Kate’s eyes as she saw how much pain her best friend was in. She looked at her phone and quickly deleted the pictures she had taken of Y/N and Matt. “Im so sorry. I..have to tell you something.”

Y/N had fallen fast asleep, exhausted from crying. Just when Kate was ready to tell the truth...the door rang.

“Kate!” Harrison and Harry said spoke out in relief as they hugged her.

“Hey..what are you guys doing here?” She asked surprised but also relieved.

Harrison and Harry looked at each. “We want to help find out the truth.”

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@hollanddolanfangirl​ @ifilosemyselfagain @hevjadams @averyfosterthoughts​ @fangirl-with-a-mission @drishtisikarwar @eridanuswave​ @ifntelyinspirit​ @trumpettay @astridcommings @parkershoco

#tom holland imagine #tom holland #tom holland x reader #peter parker #peter parker imagine #peter parker x reader

[bonbonswirl-blog]

Perfect

ALL THE CHARACTERS BELONG TO @brueklynn I OWN NOTHING. This is like..uhhhh idk?... a 'batim' au idea? I guess? Im Not sure idk..its just that I got the idea from there and Instead of bendy its jokey, but not really exactly what happend there in batim. Plz ignore the bad portrayed scenes XD blondie is a lot OOC here. Enjoy if you only can thx.

It was a typical afternoon, the sunlit clouds drifted across a clear blue sky, fresh air filled the atmosphere swaying the palm trees gently by a breeze. David was at the recording room, a mellifluous melodic singing voice rose high, following the sweet, piping notes produced by the musical instruments around. After such a lilting, everyone toke a break, david sat on a chair, holding the lyrics for the new song in his hands. He saw a shadow approaching him, revealing his only cheerful boss. "Oh hey Mr. Blondie!! How are you in this lovely day!" "Hello david! Just checking on my young talented singer! How is the new song going?" "Its going great! Im just reading the lyrics again now!" "Thats good!...you know david...have you ever thought about how much the children love your jokey voice?" "Oh! Thats intresting...im sure everybody enjoy listening to it!" "Yea! they do....have you ever felt some...connections...to jokey?" "Connections? Mmmm well...I do feel that we both share a good love for the stage and thrilling the audience! along with the love to asssist other people and spread some optimism in the air!" "Thats beautifull!...Have you ever considered before...becoming this star that all those kids appresciate?" "That...looks pretty Mr. Blondie! But what do you mean?" His boss began to equivocally chuckle, it was low but icy, wasnt like his usual gleeful ones that gave an auditory hug, but david overlooked that, remaining unruffled till the answer. "David. Can you come with me for a while?" "Sure thing! But..what about the new song?" "Dont worry! It can be done in another time! now follow me!" They both left the recording room, the animator leading the ginger boy across the studio, while on their little trip to the unknown room they are walking to, david catched from away a sight of henry, tommy and norman talking together until a rueful rob drew near them, starting a conversation. David didnt mean to eavesdrop anyone, but their high voices did reach his ear. "Guys! Have any of you heared ANYthing lately about harriet? I cant find her anywhere! She didnt come to work and she is not at her home! I called her many times but she doesnt reply! Im really so scared..." rob vented, the three told him thag they didnt see her too. David felt sorry for the fellow worker, hoping that harriet is alright and will be back soon. He looked forward, though he only saw blondie back and his wheelchair, he could feel that he is trying to ignore something, he may have heard a little of the talking out there, maybe he feels sad too? But david was in his mind for a bit, wasnt aware of the time until he sensed that blondie stopped moving. This is when he noticed he is in an unrecognizable area he didnt see before, maybe this was a new place that got built recently?, " Here we are david!!" In front of both was a dark long way of stairs, it was only one storey up, just like one of those half open basemant stariecases. David knew not both will be able to clmib this, he was ready to push that wheelchair up, he looked at blondie concerned, whom just returned a grin. "Dont worry about me! I have my own ways for climbing those!" David didnt really get it, but he just let it go and left blondie to use to his own way, watching him in every step making sure he wont be close to any harm.

Dont ask how blondie climbed the stairs, he just did. that was a really narrow hall they were both in, in front of them a wooden door, blondie toke out his keys and opened it, only for both to be greeted by. "Finally!! Where Were ya!!" an angry wallaby yelled, looking as if he lost patience, it seems blondie was late to whatever meeting they should have done earlier, the room wasnt so small, almost looks like a little hallway with a wall at the end. The view was...tensed, it was a dark room with only a little bulb barley lighning it, orange colored light struggling to penetrate the darkness in thin thread rays. It was almost as if candles were the ones giving the slight shine here. Wallaby, paul and murphy were there, standing near the sides of the walls, everyone in a specific place, two at the right wall and one at the left one, only a mile spearting each two. the menacing aura holding david in a tightening grip, why do blondie have such a grisly decorating tatse...He wasnt sure if entering this room is a safe idea. "Guys!! I Brought Our Last Guest!!" Blondie exclaimed in a chirpy tone, closing the door behind himm Last guest? What does he mean? "Can we PLEASE Finish This Now And Go out?" "Come on paul dont be such a killjoy! Enjoy the place!" "If you are telling us to enjoy this creepy atmosphere then I had lost all my faith in you." murphy sneered, clearly not comfortable or trusty with how this 'gathering' is going to end, nobody knows the goal behind it. "Come on David! Here! This Is Your Place!! Stay Still And Dont Move Ok?" Blondie said while putting david on a specific spot on the left wall. "Sure! Wont Move A Shoe!" David obeyed, blondie looked at him, but this time, although he had his usual smile that showed his white glowed teeth spreaded on his face, his eyes had shimmers with some inexplicable spite. "Everything is set~" He whispered this under his breath while walking to one of the corners, nobody heard that one. Three of the invited four toke a look at blondie whereas he was doing something uncanny at that distant corner. David turned at the person in front of him, which was paul. "Oh! hey Mr.Paul!" But being the tedious man he is, paul didnt respone, only focusing on the book on his hand, thats why wallaby seemed as if he was gabbling to himself. The young boy then looked to his right side and saw murphy, still keeping an eye at blondie in a suspicion, despite not understanding a thing from what he was doing, nobody can just fetch someone to a room like this without being not up to something. "So Guys! Why are we here?" "I Dunno david! Mr. Blondie just went to me and told me that I gotta get here cuz he needs me for somethin, well I dont see anything! All I do is just standing on dis here spot not movin a leg!! What about ya paul?" "I dont care I just came here so he can stop nagging me." " I came here after he told me that I can be a 'star' like jokey." "Wait you gonna be a star? Ooh! Thats why we standin on a star!" "What?!" Wallaby words strongly drived murphy attention, making him watch the ground, they all noticed it now, they are standing on 'stars' that are drawn on the floor. David felt inside him a very straied premonisition feeling that was telling him to move, he didnt understand it, why would his guts tell him to move away from a single drawing on the floor? He promised his boss he will stay still there....how could a star drawing hurt anyone? Since whe do drawing harm people? But no matter how much he tries to brush off that feeling, it feels like a stiff weigh was being held on his chest, it made him feel so sick, maybe he just needs to move because his legs hurt him? Yeh yeh thats just it. The cheeky lad toke one step only out of that star shape, he tried to persuad himself its his legs aching and not because of a sixth sense, and that was really something he should be thankful for because. "Guys! I think we gonna be a stars!" "Wallaby...I dont think this star shape is used fo-" "GOODBYE MATES!!"

And with a casted spell and a flash of an eye, everybody was drowned with an unknown colorful sticky liquid that fully covered them, gluing them to the ground. Expect David, who fell down to the ground aspect with a horrible fear that rised behind his eyes from the grisly vision that immediately happend.

Blondie Stood there, watching him in enmity.

Blondie turned around, only to be so bothered by seeing the surviver. "Oh it seems I missed a shot! Im going to fix this~" The words had deserted david, the color quickly drained from his face, a cold wave embalmed him and his mouth ran dry, sweat poured down his body, Heart began to hammer against his chest, every muscle in his body shouted at him to flee. To escpae this imminent threat. He hurried to the door, using every little cell of power left to open it, but no matter how much he quickly moves the handle in fright, the door didnt open, oh yes, blondie locked it. Seeing no hope, he knocked on it so expeditiously and hardly, trying not to make his words stumbled, begging for someone outside to hear him. "HEEEEELLLP!!! HELP ME!!! PLEASE!!! ANYBODY OUT THERE?!?!? PLEASE HELP ME!!" "Come on David, why so nervous?" Blondie snickered from behind him, his voice hinting he is oncoming, his tone ringing in a sick icy way, sending chimes ringing in david ears, but he kept screaming for a rescue, he was not frightened nor afraid, he was beyond such mere nouns, he was going crazy, his boater hat fell from his head, it only reminded of how much he wants his family NOW in this profound situation, he just wanted to go back to them again, stay with his father marley at home and go to beach together or golf or car or wherever his father wants to go, staying in his parents arms was all what he desired, he would never wish anything anymore after this. He could no longer control his hands they were shaking in an odd trembling rhythm, his legs collapsed underneath him, teeth chattering in fear, He slid down the door, bringing his knees up to his chest.

"I-I-I-I-I-I D-D-DONT UNDERSTAND!!!!!!"

"You dont understand? I hated you! Im who created jokey! He was my friend since the childhood! My friend since the start!! But you! I saw every little detail I gifted him in you! You were perfect, perfect for him, more perfect than me! Now that I had a studio of my own, I wanted him to be alive! I reached my wish by the help of you all, by animating and presenting him to all the children around the world, they loved him, just like me! But lately, I didnt feel that I made this dream come true yet...how can a cartoon character offset me of a friend who always stayed by my side that I cant make real! But now I found a second chance, a second chance to revive him, to this reality. Thats it! Thats the chance! By using some souls to bring those stunning characters and that convival cartoony world I created to reality...that was always my biggest dream...and whats a better chance than to have the voice actor whom I influenced the traits for the children 'star' right at my hand~ People will love you david~"

Blondie was right, if david dyed his hair black and wore some cheeks make up, he could exactly like a real life jokey, but who would need a cheap costume when you can bring jokey himself to reality. David recalled the times when he sometimes thought uncle harry may have been a little overprotective of him. He thought his uncle needs to ease a bit, nothing so dangerous will happen for him. Now, he regret thinking this, and wants him to overprotect him forever and ever. Fear became a tangible, living force that crept over him like some hungry beast, immobilizing him and his brain, holding him a captive and took control of his entire body, Shadows and echoes play on his senses warping shapes and sounds. That outlandish substance already reached his legs, his life flashed before his eyes and he ushered his bright unearthly ones shut.

Yeb, this is the angel end.

#brueklynn #blondie rodgers #wallaby wallstone #david angel #murphy hillsborugh

[onechicagofandom]

Attention (Matt Casey x Reader)

(Gif not mine)

Title: Attention (Matt Casey x Reader)

Requested: Yes

#28 "You didn't need to put yourself in danger to get my attention."

Summary: You struggle to accept Casey's responsibilities as Captain.

"Hey, Matt! Could you help me carry these air tanks to the rig?" You called out, giving a look of disgust at the dozen tanks sitting in front of you.

He paused for a second, looking up from the clipboard he held. "I can't, Y/N. I've got a ton of paperwork to sort through. Ask Severide or someone else who has time on their hands," he said, then leaving you with the boring task of carrying the stupid tanks. You blow out a breath of frustrated air and pick up two of the tanks, wobbling towards the engine.

"Hey, Y/N, want some help with those?" Kelly asked, grabbing two of the tanks. "Are you and Casey okay? You guys seem pretty distant lately," he observed.

You set down the two tanks and head back to grab more. "I'm not really sure anymore. Ever since he became Captain, he has put all of his focus on being Captain, and me on the back burner. Which I understand completely, it's a big job, and he wants to do it well, but we haven't had a real conversation in what seems like weeks," you vent. All of this was true; you and Casey had been dating for two years, since you transferred to 51. Everything was perfectly fine, until he became Captain. Now, he was rarely home, and when he was, he was busy doing paperwork. It was almost as if you didnt exist.

"Well, talk to him. Tell him how you feel. He's got a big responsibility, but he'll come through to you," Kelly assures you, and as you begin to thank him, the bell rings and your engine, plus two others and the paramedics, are called to a house fire. You and Kelly drop the oxygen tanks and race towards the rigs.

~~~

The house fire was huge, and after many long hours, squad returned back to the station, exhausted. Everyone sat quietly, tired and empathetic for the family who had lost everything. You decided this would be a good time to talk to Casey, but when you arrived at the door to his office, you saw him sound asleep on the cot through the window. His face was relaxed, the stress of his job nonexistent. You leaned against the door frame and smiled to yourself.

You walk back to the couch, where you sit next to Mouch deciding that it would be best to leave Casey to sleep.

~~~

The next shift, Severide encouraged you to go talk to Casey. "You need to talk to him, Y/N," he said, then gave you a little push towards Casey's office. You sigh, and take your own step forward.

"Matt, can I talk to you for a minute?" You ask at his door frame. He is bent over his laptop, but looks up at you.

"Sure, what is it about?" He shuts his laptop and gives you his full attention for the first time in what seems weeks.

You shut the door behind you and pull up a chair and sit down, so the two of you are looking right at each other. "Matt, I love you so much, and I'm so glad that you became Captain, but, oh, I don't know, I feel like we haven't had any time for us, you know?" He opens his mouth to say something, but you continue speaking. "I understand why, you have a ton on your plate, but I... miss you."

As you say this, his eyes soften. "Y/N," he takes your hand. "I understand why you feel this way, but I-"

He is cut off by the alarm. "All squads, school building fire..." You and Casey jump up and take off towards the trucks.

~~~

At the school, flames flicker out of the second and third floors. Chief Boden orders you, Mouch, and Cruz to go through one door to help lead terrified students to safety.

After a couple of minutes, the crowds of students thins until it is only a dozen or so. Your oxygen tank begins to beep. "Guys, my tank is low. I'll help these ones out, you guys keep going," you say, and they nod.

Outside, hundreds of students sit on the curb holding face mask up, coughing, or crying, or standing in groups. You pull off your face mask as a teenage girl with soot smudged across her face runs up to you, frantic. "Hey, please, help me! My best friend is still in there, his name is Evan. He... he was on the third floor and is wearing a green shirt. He has brown curly hair, tall. Please, have you seen him? I've been looking, please," she sobs, then coughs.

You rest a gloved hand on her shoulder. "Okay, calm down. Let's get you to a paramedic. Have you asked any of your friends or teachers if they have seen him?" You lead her to the ambulance, where a line of students wait for masks.

"No, no. No one has seen him. Please, I know he's in there," she cries. You look up at the school, where the flames have grown since you arrived. You could even feel the heat radiating from it.

"Tell you what..." You say calmly.

"Emmy." The girl says.

"Tell you what, Emmy. I'll go in there and look for Evan, okay? Stay here with my friend Sylvie," You leave her and call out to Casey, "Captain! I'm going back in, we've got a student still in there. I'll be right back."

You run towards the building, pull on your beeping mask, ignoring Casey calling you. "Y/L/N! Don't go back in, the fire is too hot. I've already called everyone out." Inside the building, the heat is so powerful you can feel it all over your body. You breath hard. The smoke is thick and you can only see a few feet in front of you. You make your way towards the staircase leading up to the second floor.

When on the second floor landing, you find the hallway in flames. Your oxygen is beeping louder, which adds to the yelling of your coworkers in your earpiece and the crackling and popping of the fire. You slow halfway down the hallway, out of breath, when you see a pair of black shoes connected to a pair of shorts partway behind a trash can. You run to the body, finding it in a sooty green t-shirt. The boy has curly brown hair and is breathing slowly.

You kneel down next to him, shaking his should. "Evan," you cough. "Stay with me, buddy. C'mon." You pull him into the middle of the hallway and lift him in your arms. You were strong; you had to be for this job, but with the difficulty breathing, holding the teenager, and the weight of your gear, but this was really pushed you to your limit.

You were just stepping down the last stair to the first floor and stumbling toward the closest exit when you felt a huge wave of heat and an explosion from behind. You land on your hands and feet, a few feet away from where you had stood seconds before. The hallway was simmering with heat. In front of you is the crumpled body of the boy.

Suddenly, you hear Casey's voice. "Y/N, are you there? C'mon, girl. Are you there? Can you tell me where you are? Y/N!" There is desperation amd fear in his voice. You crawl towards Evan, coughing hard.

"Matt, Matt. I'm here. I'm in the hallway of the-" you cough hard, pulling off your mask. It was totally out of oxygen, there was no use for it. "First floor. I've got a student with me."

You use your last bit of energy to continue to push Evan towards the door, knowing that Casey would come. And he did, less than a minute after you pulled off your mask. Severide was with him, picking Evan up and running back towards the exit.

You let Casey pull you up and focused on walking to the exit. Once outside, you were met by Dawson and a stretcher. Casey gently sets you down and lets Dawson put an oxygen mask around your head. You lay back and close your eyes as she pushes you to the ambulance.

"Let me come with," you hear Casey say to her. You open your eyes to see her give him a skeptical look. She looks over at you and you give a slight nod. He jumps in and sits down, gently holding your hand. She shuts the doors and then runs around to start the engine.

"Y/N, that was the stupidest thing I've seen any firefighter do. Its also one of the greatest things I've seen any firefighter do. You didn't need to put yourself in danger to get my attention." He smiles, eyes glassy with tears.

You pull off your mask and take a deep breath in. "I know. I didn't do that for you, I was doing my job." He smiles and squeezes your hand.

"Just promise that you won't do anything like that again."

You smile back. "Only if you promise to talk to me." You say, then put the mask back on.

"I promise."

#one chicago #one chicago imagine #one chicago x reader #chicago fire imagine #chicago fire x reader #chicago fire #matt casey

[ive-made-a-mystic-mistake]

HYBRID AU PART TWO!

alright so I’m gonna do a time skip beings it will mainly be the same as what happens in the deep story and like i dont wanna write that plus my brain is more fried than disgusting American food (i myself am American i just find american food to be disgusting lmao.) so yeah ill go in depth though.

warning it gets angsty

Mc lies in the bed unsure how to feel after these last couple of days. these people have all been so nice but was that just because she hasn't told them what she truly is? The only one that knows about what seven and Mc are would be jumin but if to normal humans they don’t like that. Mc has considered that maybe they would be accepting of her because they are accepting of jumin but when she truly thought about it she remembers that time she witnessed a public demonstration of what humans to to hybrids. it was a raven-human hybrid and it was a young boy. he looked no older than eight.he had been trying to get food for his sick mother when one of his friends scared him and he revealed his wings. screams sounded. some were in anger others fear. there was a mix of emotions. you would think that being shunned as a young child was punishment enough but no. humans hated hybrids, specifically raven-human hybrids, with a passion. they grabbed this boy and snapped his wings. he let out a cry of agony and fear and it broke Mc’s heart she went to go save the boy when jumin came out of no where and stopped her. he had explained to her quietly, away from the crowd, that she cant give away her identity no matter how unfair it seems. she didn't say anything and saw them do worse things to this boy resulting in his death and jumin comforted mc as she cried and brought her back to his penthouse. he called seven up telling him that the humans found a young raven and mc witnessed what they do to ravens. seven thought about risking work to help mc and decided to go after a long period of hesitation. jumin had given mc some wine and allowed her to spend time with Elizabeth the third.by the time seven had gotten there mc was just starring at nothing. she was in shock. she had just witnessed an innocent boy get violently killed because of who he is. what if he never killed anyone. mc knew the boys soul mate was killed somewhere else. this was planned. the friend that scared the boy was never his friend. he was trying to kill his friend. he knew. mc felt anger rising and it became harder and harder to hide her identity. seven recognized this and went over to her taking the wine away just in case. 

“mc you have to talk about it the feelings will fester and you will have an outburst in public and end up like that  bo-”

“what if that’s better! what if that’s better than hiding! and anyways they wont kill me! i have no soul mate,” that last part was chilling. it was obvious that she’d given up.

“mc you cant say that!you have to stay hidden and alive dont let them take you!”

“they are hurting him because I’m gone...” seven stops in his tracks knowing who she is talking about. ‘ he told me to leave because my father was gonna keep trying to kill me and he knows how now. maybe sae- he knows this and is staying far away from me so i don’t have to die...hes been torturing him a lot. every time i feel it. if i go back if i let him have me he will stop hurting hi-”

“stop.”

“what?”

“stop saying these things! the minute you give up and go back you are failing him! the minute you give up you are letting him die. if you give up on him i will never forgive you and make the rest of your life hell,” seven says very seriously and mc looks down and sighs shakily. 

“they-they knew about the boy and had already harmed his soulmate but beings he couldn't see it means they killed the mate. this means it was not a hybrid because the bond can happen with anyone but humans granting the raven an immortal life until the human dies. we are not safe that boy was from the apartment. i am in danger leading the rest of the rfa to danger maybe the party is a bad idea,” mc said hanging her head low tears stinging her eyes replaying what happened to that boy in her head.

“I understand your worry but you are safe no need to cancel,” mc didn't feel like arguing on the matter.

 days later zen had invited her to meet secretly because he wanted to talk to her about some things. he gives her a location and she accepts. the location is a secluded spot in the mountains. when she arrives he wraps her in a giant hug. all the stress and sadness she had been holding back released and she cried into his shoulder. he whispers that he knows all about what happened and that he will always be there for her. she was shocked that a human was so kind to her especially when he knew what she is they just hugged for a long time. he knew he didnt have a chance with her but he hoped desperatly that he did. he was fine with being her closest friend at least. she developed hiccups from the sudden release of emotions.  they had many meetups where they both vented and hung out. it really helped mc cope. they became very close friends after this. ouch friend zoned. 

when she met jaehee it was over coffee when another hybrid riot went down and she saw mcs extreme discomfort having flashbacks and shaking uncontrollably. jaehee put two and two together. she had heard a lot about mc in passing when jumin had meetings with seven about it. jaehee knew the true danger mc was in and was very against the party but didnt argue or she would lose her job.she gives mc earbuds and plays soothing music and sounds helping mc to calm down. jaehee tried to set up an mp3 player with soothing sounds, music, and mediation tracks. she wanted to help mc get better beings she couldn't exactly get professional help due to her species. that would get mc in loads of trouble. mc is very thankful to have jaehees friendship and realizes not all humans are evil.

when mc met yoosung it was by accident. she had been grocery shopping and spotted the blonde in the pet isle looking at dog stuff. she walks up to him and taps his shoulder. 

“hi there you look like my friend yoosung could you by any chance be him?” when he turns around surprised you smile. he is such a puppy sometimes. mc thinks back to when seven said he is not sure if yoosung is normal, it gets gears turning in her head. could he be like abbie? is he a dog-human hybrid? after talking a while you realize he is not hybrid but he came from a hybrid family so dog toys are an odd form of comfort. he gets really embarrassed to admit this. he continues telling mc that his mother got offered to got to this hybrid organization that helps save hybrids. he tells mc that a man named Eros invited his mother and rika was there to support him. it was only this year his mother decided to join. mc begins to panic at the name Eros which worries yoosung alot. he asks her many questions to figure it out but mc tells him its nothing and he believes it.

now Mc lies in the bed wearing the shirt Saeran gave her and cries. these days have been stressful. she cries trying to calm down by using Jaehee’s music. she was about to vent to zen when she noticed her window rattling and a shadow. there is a large shadow and she practically collapses when she sees the face of who just crashed in her window.

ill edit it later and tag it later

[words-for-holland]

Happier (3) | T.H.

Summary: Harrison is looking for answers. More unknown text messages and blackmail. A phone conversation takes place. Wait...who’s the new guy?

A/N: Don’t be shy let me know all your theories! Again, thank you for the support on Happier! The story continues!

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8

Puzzle

This whole thing was just a giant puzzle that needed to be solved, but the closer one got to solving it, another complication comes around. The story wasn’t clear for anyone, but for Harrison it was a mess. He had so many questions that needed to be answered, so many clues he wish could have been solved at the snap of a finger.

Tom was too lost in himself to even comprehend the puzzling reality, Y/N while also lost in heartbreak had been awefully quiet since she left London, Kate was lying to Harrison, and Natalie had been too friendly with Tom.

Harrison replayed the conversation with Kate over and over again in his mind, trying to remember every little thing she said that night. He knew Kate was aware of something. Her tone said it all.

“Listen I dont know who you are, but if its the same person that sent my best friend a threatening message that she’s better off breaking up with her boyfriend”

“She received a few messages...from Tom.”

“Oh my god.” Harrison said to himself in realization. How could he have been so dim to not recognize what Kate had said in the first place? He paced around as he continued to think it through. But a threat message? Who would send a threat to Y/N? And what did they threaten her with? Tom and Y/N’s relationship has been secretly hidden from the public for as long as they’d been together. No one knew she even existed...right?

For a moment, Harrison stopped in his tracks, thinking of Natalie. Though he quickly shook the idea off. Natalie may have wanted Tom, but she wouldnt go as far as threatening Y/N. He had been friends with her since they went to primary school, and knew she wouldn’t go that far. “Maybe a stalker fan?” He questioned himself. Though he also quickly ruled it out, but something about it just didnt feel right.

In the kitchen, Harrison took out his laptop and started googling Y/N’s name. If her name didn’t show on the News or one of those Tom Holland fan accounts, it would at least answer one theory. As he scrolled through pages and pages, nothing showed up until...he found on account. He logged into the site and browsed the history, realizing it was all about Y/N and Toms life. Not as a couple but seperately. It all seemed too strange. Only very few accounts followed it and yet no other accounts in the world had mentioned Y/N. Harrison quickly shut his laptop when he saw Natalie enter the room.

“Oh don’t mind me just...grabbing a water.” She giggled, making her way to the fridge.

“Hey mate...uh..I guess everyone got hungry at the same time?” Harry asked, a bit surprised to see Harrison and Natalie in the kitchen.

“Yeah. I guess.” Harrison muttered.

“Well aren’t you a ray of sunshine. If i didn’t know I’d say you were the one more affected by the break up then Tom and Y/N themselves.” Natalie commented.

“No. It’s just that I dont think Y/N broke up with Tom just because of some rumors about you and him.” He explained rubbing his face from exhaustion. Natalie’s smile dropped, when she heard Harrison mention his potential theory.

“Well...did you talk to Y/N about it?” Harry asked him, also intrigued by the theory. “Now that I think about it she —“

“Oh come on. Just leave the poor girl alone. Im sure she knew what was best for the both of them. You’ll only make it worse.” Natalie interrupted, taking a sip from her water. “Well since you boys are all talk, Im gonna go find something more worth my while.”

Out of sight and out of mind, Natalie made a quick call about what she heard. “Harrison’s getting suspicious, and so is Harry.”

“Time to clean up then.” The unknown number spoke out before hanging up on Natalie completely.

Meanwhile, Kate had managed to get Y/N out of the apartment and walk the streets of the city. Her heart and spirits were still low, but she appreciated the efforts. Kate and Y/N went around stuffing their faces with crepes and ice cream. It was the cure to any bad days, but it wouldnt have been a Kate and Y/N date if they didn’t hang around the New York Aquarium. It was also the perfect time to crack out what Y/N really knew about the unknown text message, and who was harrassing the both of them. “Look, I know I promised you a stress free outing, but I saw a text from your phone the night you came back home.” Kate confessed.

Y/N’s face became pale almost as if she’d seen a ghost. She knew, and now there was no point in going back. “So you know then.” She says quietly looking at the fishes.

“I only know they threatened you.” Kate states, leaving out that she, herself, was also threatened. Y/N had enough on her plate to worry about, and it wouldn’t be the best time to being up how her message also threatened their friendship. “How long?” She continues.

“Weeks maybe. They started around the time I was fighting with Tom.” Y/N vents, she takes a deep breath before she continues. “Each message was worse than the last. They threatened that if I didnt leave, Tom would lose career, and I...I couldnt do that to him.” Tears were falling slowly, but Y/N was quick to pick them.

“Why didnt you tell him?”

“Yeah, Kate let me just tell him the truth of why I left him because the messages weren’t offensive nor threatening enough. And let’s just assume that the person texting wouldn’t blackmail either of us if they knew I said something. Anyways, maybe it was for the best...I could never fit in his world and those past few months just proved that.” Y/N’s words continue to spill out every fear and thought she had bottled up within her. It felt good..for a moment, but nothing can really erase a heartbreak of losing the one you loved.

As the pair walked through the shark tunnel, Y/N bumped into a tall figure. “Oh my god, Im so sorry...Matt?” she asked in confusion. The moment Y/N looked up into those familiar brown eyes hidden behind the thin glasses, she knew. How could she forget? 

“Y/N? Wow, it’s been so long how are you?” Matt greeted as he wrapped her into a hug. “Kate, it’s good to see you again too.” 

“Yeah, we’re great, just you know...navigating life.” Kate responded to him. “We haven’t seen you since what?  High school?”

Matt smiled and nodded at Kate’s response, his focus remaining on Y/N. He didn’t remember much with Kate back in high school, but Y/N was a different story. They were good friends at the time, always competing in classes, but as junior year rolled by things got awkward. Y/N was falling for Matt while he didn’t return the favor at the time. Though he’d be lying if he didn’t say he may have felt the same at one point, but just never committed. Now all grown up, he didn’t realize how pretty she turned out, but her personality wasn't there. He must have figured something was wrong. After all, a girl with that kind of spunk back in the day, didn't seem like the one to lose hers so easily. “Yeah, look. I know it’s kind of a spur in the moment, but maybe we can all hang out sometime? I’d love to catch up.” 

Kate was all for it, but Y/N felt a tension she wasn’t sure if she wanted to act upon. After all, breaking up with your boyfriend after 2 weeks, because of threatening messages and still loving him deeply, it wasn’t an easy thing to move on from. Then again it’s not like Matt was asking for a date, it was just to catch up after not seeing each other for 6 years. “Uh, maybe. I have to check my schedule, and see when Im free, but I can let you know” Y/N answers him. 

“Great, well..here’s my number, and hopefully I hear from you guys. I gotta get back to my brother, so hope to see you around.” he quickly says as he walks away. 

“Wow. Matt Brynne, who would have guessed?” Kate says, breaking the silence. 

“I know...Funny I used to be so head over heels with him at the time, and now I barely feel a thing.” 

“Well yeah, cause you still love...you-know-who.” she teases, though it probably wasn't the best time to be making that type of joke with everything going on.

“And I don't think I’ll ever stop.” Y/N mutters to herself. As Y/N and Kate make their way forward, Kate’s phone began to vibrate. 

Unknown

Set up a date and take a picture of Y/N and that boy you posted on your insta story. Or Y/N finds out the truth about what you did. XOXO

Kate looked up as she cursed herself, realizing she forgot to keep her story private. It was supposed to be a harmless post of old friends reuniting and now the unknown number has used it as blackmail. It would have been easy to find the culprit, but her view count was up in the thousands with unfamiliar faces. It’s what she gets after gaining a decent following on TikTok. Kate couldn’t let Y/N know what she did, and she’d make sure she would hide that truth from her for as long as she can. “Hey, Y/N...I think we should hit up Matt.” she says, running after her best friend. 

At the same time, another texted popped from Y/N’s phone. She picked up thinking it might have been a group chat with her close friends, but it was from the only person who could make her heart flutter and break simultaneously. 

Tom

I can’t stop thinking about you. About us. I still love you. 

Y/N almost called him..almost, but she knew better. She couldn’t...not unless she wanted to continue to hurt each other. 

Meanwhile, back in London, Harrison was ready to come clean to Tom about what he’d found out. He watched as Tom finished typing on his phone, and throwing it on the side of the bed, rubbing his face. This was the new normal. Tom being alone in the dark, reflecting on his sadness and exhaustion. Only stepping out when needed and keeping up smiles for appearances. 

It was then Harrison was ready to knock on the door, when his phone received a notification.

Unknown

Don’t even think about it. Or I’ll make sure you and your lads careers are over for good.

Harrison sighed deeply, as he put his phone down, and walked away. Until he came to a most probable conclusion. “Natalie.” he says anger. “I should have fucking known.” At this point he no longer cared, about who she was before and how they were friends. The timing of it all seemed too perfect. Her arrival, the eavesdropping, the flirting. It had to be her but with what proof other than unknown numbers and good timing? Another part of him feared...what if it wasn't her?

Meanwhile, Tom was still unaware of what was really happening behind his door, but he did know, he had to take a chance now and try to contact her instead of sending these useless messages. In the moment, he showed no signs of regret, only praying Y/N would pick up so he could hear her voice. 

“Tom?” Y/N answers hesitantly.

Tom closes his eyes, as he takes in her soft and gently voice. “Y/N.” he speaks softly into the phone. 

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