Hodgepodge

I just got a lot on my mind.

[suchalonelysunflower]

I Hear a Symphony (c.h)

You, Again Spin Off

Pairing: Soulmate! Calum Hood x Soulmate! Fem! Reader

Summary: it’s the most important day of Luke’s life, and, even if Calum doesn’t know it yet, it would be his as well

Warnings: Fluff, kinda angsty but not Sunny’s type of angst. Language. Some grammatical errors (English is not my first language, I’m sorry)

Word Count: 4.2 K

Authors Note: OKAY, this does not mean I’m back posting every week like I used to, but it’s something. Thank you for the 2K 🥹🩷 more things are coming, I promise. But like give me time cause I’m moving continents this month. Please remember to REBLOG the works you like, that’s super important to keep writers (me) going, as well as COMMENTS LIKES AND REACTIONS. PLEASE SUPPORT YOUR WRITERS. Hope you like it and happy reading 🥰🦋🌻

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He could hear the sound of nervous pacing echo through his head as he rubbed the tip of his thumbs over his eyes. It was a normal occurrence as lately, they’ve all grown accustomed to Luke’s endless worrying. But everyone has their limits, and Calum’s all but reaching it at this point.

“Mate, sit the fuck down!” He said, a bit more harshly than he intended in the first place.

“Yeah!” Michael seconded without paying much attention to them, sitting across the room on the couch, with no pants and a bowl of Cheetos sitting next to him as he played yet another game of FIFA “You’re gonna run out your shoes before you walk down the aisle”

Calum glared at him for that comment.

“What?! That can happen?!” Luke shouted as he immediately jumped to the bed and took off his shoes to inspect them.

“Of course not” Calum sighed, going up to Michael and flicking him on the forehead, ignoring his complaint “But you do need to calm down”

Luke’s been erratic these past few weeks as the big day approached. They’ve all had their fair share of laughs at the “bridezilla’s” post on Reddit every once in a while. But they never thought that their best friend would ever turn into a “groomzilla” Calling them in the middle of the night for their opinions about ties and eyeliner color; overhearing phone calls in the office with vendors about how “teal” was not the same thing as “cerulian”; almost having an aneurysm when Ashton said he was going to shave his head… to name a few.

Although - Calum thought - that term was not fair to Luke at all. He could understand the man being nervous about his own wedding and wanting everything to be perfect. Especially as his best man - aka the man who made sure everything was not in shambles after Luke ended up crying on the office kitchen floor at 2 p.m. on a Wednesday - What he did not get was his underlying fear of his soulmate running away at the last minute.

“I’m sorry!” Luke moaned, hiding his face in his hands as he lay down on the bed “It’s just- what if she just decides she doesn’t want this anymore?”

“You’re joking, right?” Calum sighed as he sat next to Luke.

Calum knew the whole story of their love. When he first met Luke on his first day at the company, the first thing he noticed was the mark on his skin. He remembers a blushing Luke smiling shyly at him while he rubbed his fingers unconsciously over the mark as he told them the story of how he met his soulmate. It was the first time Calum met someone so young and so in love, at least until Michael met his soulmate, but that is a whole other story - and albeit a more dramatic one.

When Luke told them he was going to propose, no one took it as a surprise. It was just how it was supposed to be for them. At least that’s what Calum thought. If he was being honest, all the idea of soulmates and having one person to love for the rest of your life seemed… weird.

He knows he should not have those thoughts out loud, and he probably agrees with Ashton’s theory that maybe it was just because he hadn’t found his yet. But, what was he supposed to think? That magically, somewhere around the world, there was someone destined to be with him? And that they would love him back? It just doesn’t seem real.

But then… He turns toward Luke, who’s now observing his mark, touching it so delicately as if it were to fall. He noticed how his lips moved to say his lover’s name as he sighed. Then, he looks over at Michael, whose mark got him a novella out of that story, and how he smiles at the text his soulmate probably sent. He thinks about how their smiles change when they’re around their loved ones; how they talk about them, as if they were the most interesting people in the world and no one could compare to them. And Calum knows. He just knows that’s how love is supposed to be.

And, he knows he’s never felt that before. Not in the receiving or giving end of the bargain.

He has had partners before. Someone to take the loneliness away from his hands and put them to good use. A distraction, maybe, from feeling so empty. But those relationships never lasted more than a season. His lips never uttered the word “love” to someone before.

Maybe he’s not supposed to.

“Ayooooo!” Ashton shouted as he came barging into their hotel suite, letting the door hit the wall and making Michael drop the bowl of Cheetos on the floor “Who’s ready to party!”

Immediately, Luke got up from the bed with erratic eyes.

“Where the fuck have you been?!”

“Whatever do you mean?” Ashton faked innocence. Calum rolled his eyes

“Give it up, Ash,” He said, getting up from the bed as well “It’s getting late and Luke hasn’t killed anyone, yet. And I have no problem letting him start with you”

“You,” Ashton pointed at him “Are no fun. I just went to grab my tux! I left it at home so that I couldn’t damage it as other people did”

Michael raised his hands “In my defense, no one should’ve brought orange soda into the tux fitting!”

Luke ran a hand through his face. Calum thought it was fortunate that he didn’t do his makeup yet.

“Just tell me you got them”

“Got what?”

“The wha- THE RINGS?!”

“What rings?”

“Okay,” Calum said, putting himself between a very confused Ashton and a bull-raging-looking Luke “This ain’t funny anymore, Ash”

“I’m not trying to be funny, 'cause you know I’ll be hilarious. But I seriously have no idea what you two are on about”

At that moment, Calum could see everything in slow motion.

He noticed the way Luke’s neck vein nearly exploded. He heard the slow whistle from Michael as he got out of the way completely. And he watched Ashton’s eyes go from joyful to meet the angel of death in Luke’s stare as he started to run across the room while the soon-to-be groom chased him.

“Hey, hey, HEY!” Calum yelled just in time for Ashton to trip on Michael’s shoes, taking Luke by surprise and making him stop on his steps “Let’s take a damn moment and figure this out, okay?! Ashton, you don’t have the wedding rings?”

“No.” He said from the floor “Why on Earth would I have them?! You’re the best man!”

“Because I gave them to you, you ass!” Luke shouted, nearly on the brink of tears.

“No you fucking didn’t, mate!” Ashton groaned as he sat down “Believe me, I would’ve known!”

“Yes, I did! At the rehearsal dinner two nights ago, I told you to guard them with your life!”

“No, Luke-” Ashton frowned and got up and went to pick something from his bag “You gave me these. Which at the time I thought it was weird, but no questioning the groom I guess”

What he showed the rest of them was a little black velvet box that contained… nothing. It was completely empty.

Luke’s demeanor completely changed from angry to defeated. Calum swore he could see the five stages of grief run through his friend’s eyes as he sat back down on the bed.

“That’s not- those aren’t-” He stammered “That’s the engagement ring box. I- I don’t know-”

In an instant, his baby blue eyes filled with tears that could not stop running down his face. A chain of curse words mixed with painful whimpers and sobs ran through him and echoed into the empty room. The remaining three friends just looked at each other in shock, not knowing how to approach or how to comprehend anything that was happening.

“Oh my god!” Luke cried “She’s going to leave me! She’ll know I lost the rings and she’ll walk out in an instant. I fucked up! Oh for god’s sake, I ruined everything!”

“Luke-”

“What am I going to even say to her?! Oh god, she’s probably thinking of ways to escape this!”

“Luke!”

“I’m going to end up alone and- and - and- and my mark will disappear! I- I don’t wanna be markless again?!”

“For fuck’s- LUKE!” Calum shouted, grabbing the sobbing groom by the shoulders and shaking him out of his state “Calm the fuck down! We’re going to figure this out and you’re getting married today!”

“But how?!”

“Just-” And then Calum realized he had no idea how to actually fix this, but he had to come up with a plan. Fast “You gave Ash the wrong box, we know that and it was an accident. But, is there any way the box with the rings just got mixed up? Maybe the rings are in the other box and-”

“And they’re exactly where you left them,” Michael chimed in. Nodding at Calum and Ash “We can go find them”

“But I don’t know where they are! They could be anywhere!” Luke whined, “Our house, with the bridal party, at the office…”

“Why would they be in the office?”

“I don’t know! I took them everywhere just to make sure I didn’t lose them”

Calum sighed and stood back. It’s game time.

“Okay, here’s what we’re going to do,” He said, seriously “Luke, you stay here. Try to compose yourself, I’ll call Jack to help you get ready and to help you look through your luggage. Ash, you’re going to their house. Look into every drawer that you can find, even the bathroom and kitchen. Michael, obviously you’re going to the office.”

“Duh”

“And I’ll go to where the bridal party is, if it’s not there I’ll go with Ash”

“Wait,” Luke said, drying his tears “I don’t want her to know that I lost them. If you go there and tell her-”

Calum just put up his hand and smirked “You’re talking to an expert here, mate. She won’t even know I’m there” He then nodded and put his hand on Luke’s shoulder “Let’s get you to that altar”

*

The bridal party was getting ready at the penthouse on the top floor of the hotel, which later would become the marital suite for both Luke and his new bride. Calum went up to the door, ready to knock. But then he would chicken out and do a few laps along the corridor to gain some sort of courage.

“It’s okay,” He told himself “You’re gonna do great, not embarrass Luke and save his wedding. Yeah. You’re a good friend, Calum. Good friend. Great friend, even. Maybe I should ask for a complimentary gift from their honeymoon-”

“Are you seriously giving yourself a pep talk out loud?”

Calum shrieked and jumped at the sound of the stranger’s voice. Turning around to see a lady smiling at him with her eyebrow raised. She was wearing one of the hotel’s complimentary robes with sandals and had her hair and makeup done, as well as a bucket of ice in her hands.

“I- I-” Calum cleared his throat as he composed himself “I’m just… trying to-”

He blinked a couple of times, wondering the reason as to why he seemed out of words when he looked at her waiting for an answer. With that smile and those beautiful eyes looking straight at him… She was pretty. Gorgeous even.

Calum had seen his fair share of pretty people around and about, but this stranger was just as if she were casting a spell on him the moment he set eyes on her. Like Medusa freezing him over with her beautiful stare.

Soon, he returned to his senses enough to extend a hand to her.

“Sorry,” He smiled “I’m Calum, Luke’s best man”

The girl smiled, shaking his hand “Oh, I thought I recognized you from somewhere! I’m Luke’s cousin, Y/N”

Alarm bells started shouting the words “OFF LIMITS” inside Calum’s head the moment she uttered those words.

“Cousin?”

“Yeah,” She smiled, and oh, how Calum wished she didn’t.

“But- but I haven’t seen you? I mean, at the rehearsal dinner and stuff”

Y/N sighed “Yeah, working out of state can be a pain in the ass sometimes. My flight got delayed a good 24 hours. I arrived last night and I’m already spent” She laughed “Anyway, I’m sure you have something important to do, otherwise you wouldn’t be here. Being the best man and all”

Then Calum remembered his task.

“Oh shit! Right. Uhm… I’m gonna need your help” He stepped closer to her and whispered “You see, I’m on a mission”

“Like a secret mission?” She whispered back.

“Exactly. Here’s the deal…”

After he explained the situation and pretended not to notice the way in which Y/N’s eyes set on him with such brightness in them or the way her perfume seemed to hold his thoughts captive at her proximity. They both came up with a plan.

“And the bride cannot know, right?”

“For the sake of Luke’s nerves… yeah, better not”

Y/N giggled, making Calum take a moment just to wish it could happen again. And another to wonder why that was.

“Okay, follow me”

Calum walked behind her, careful not to get into her space as she used her key to open up the door. Luckily, the rest of the party was getting ready at the other side of the room, just as she told him they were. So all Calum had to do was sneak up the other side into the room and rummage through Luke’s bags. Easy enough.

But when have things ever been easy for any of them?

“Hey, Y/N!” A voice ran through the room, making them both panic as Y/N pushed Calum outside of the room again, holding the door with one hand behind her “There you are!”

Calum, still in shock from the abrupt shove, couldn’t hear most of the conversation the girl was having with another bridesmaid. He just noticed her hand out to hold the door so that he wouldn’t be shut out. And then, he noticed her mark.

It was as if a bucket filled with cold water had been dumped on him when he looked at the little dove tattooed on her skin. His face morphed into the disappointment his heart was bleeding out. Feeling the way his lungs stopped breathing as a warm, dreaded sensation ran through his body.

He didn’t know, nor could he comprehend that sudden sadness that took over him just by looking at her mark. Why did it matter so much to him? He literally just met her out in the hall. He should’ve known or even expected her to have someone already, how could she not? In the brief minutes that he’d known her, he already knew she was special. Just… just not special for him.

“Calum!” He heard her hiss through the door.

“I’m here!” He whispered back, trying to tint his voice with something other than disappointment.

Y/N then grabbed his hand blindly and pulled him into the room, making them crash their bodies as she closed the door behind him. Her strength was a bit misplaced as she ended up backtracking into the wall and taking Calum with her, pushing them together against the wall.

She looked back at him, and Calum could barely breathe. His eyes went straight to her lips, parting and waiting for words to come out. So close to him that her eyelashes could blow winds into the brown forest of his eyes. Just one more, little push and he could have his lips drinking from the secret poison of her mouth.

But he couldn’t. Not when she already belonged to someone else.

So he stood back, giving her a little nod as he made his way toward the room. Y/N followed him, making sure to stand guard at the door in case any other person wanted to come in.

“His bags are on the right side,” She whispered through the other side of the door.

“Great, it shouldn’t take me lo-oh. Oh shit”

“What?!”

“Luke’s got like six bags here!” Calum whispered-shouted, already wanting to cry “How on Earth could a person own so many clothes?!”

Y/N stifled a laugh “That sure sounds like my cousin. But don’t worry, his bride got like eight. No wonder they’re amazing together”

“Yeah,” Calum agreed as he started to go through the first bag “Can you believe that he’s scared shitless she’s going to run off?”

“What?! She’s totally head over heels for him. I’ve known them my whole life, there aren’t more deserving people of that kind of love. They truly are made for each other, real soulmates”

Calum gave her a small smile even though she couldn’t see it.

“You know?” She said, with a sigh “I have to admit that I never truly believed that could be possible.”

“What?”

“Loving someone like that”

Calum stopped for a moment looking through bag number three, that same tug on his heart appearing that he chose to ignore. Y/N continued.

“I knew soulmates were real. But I always got that feeling that it couldn’t just be that perfect, you know?”

“Yeah, I get it” He answered, opening bag number four.

“The thought of loving someone like that for the rest of your life, it’s scary. So I understand why Luke might feel like that. Like it’s just such a perfect dream you might wake up from one day. But seeing him with his girl, and seeing the rest of my friends live their lives with their happy endings. They are all living in symphonies and I’m just here trying to figure out the tempo” She laughed

Calum looked back at the door, smiling sadly at her words that mirrored his thoughts so perfectly. His hand went through the fifth bag blindly, finally touching a velvety surface. His eyes widened.

“I know one day I’ll-”

“Holy shit I’ve-”

“Find it”

“Found it!”

Both of them kept quiet for a few seconds after that.

“Wait- you found them?”

“What?” Calum turned, taking the small box from the bag and walking up to the door “But- you have a mark”

“I don’t-”

Silence again. Time stopped. The beats of Calum’s heart could echo in those moments. He knows what he saw. He knows the dove is right there.

Then, the door opens. Y/N stood there with teary eyes. Her hand was delicately touching the mark she now noticed. But she wasn’t looking at it, no. Instead, her attention was solely on Calum, who was standing right in front of her, confused.

She took his hand, he offered no fight. She opened the button of his shirt and lowered the sleeve. Finally, the two of them could breathe.

“Cal…” She said, lips forming a smile.

“Oh my god,”

There it was, drawn on his delicate skin: A dove.

“Hey, has anyone seen Y/N?” A voice could be heard saying from the other side of the suite.

Calum looked up, and in a second he had her by the waist as he hurried them over to the closet and closed the door. He put a hand over her mouth and waited as footsteps came closer.

“I don’t think she’s here,” One of the bridesmaids said as they entered the room “Maybe she went to get some more ice”

They heard the person walk back out and exhale the breath they were holding. Calum looked back at Y/N, and she was already looking at him. He took his hand from her mouth but neither of them could form a sentence.

“Hi,” He said, breathing out a laugh. She smiled.

“Hi,” Her hand found his “This is-”

“Weird?”

“I was going to say “right” This feels right” She giggled “But yeah, it’s kinda weird. We have a lot to talk about”

“I know, I-”

“But not right now” Y/N put her other hand on his chest, feeling the way his heart nearly drummed its way out of his chest “It’s Luke’s wedding, there’s a lot of things to do, and I don’t want to take the moment from them”

Calum sighed “You’re right. But when?”

“I’ll find you,” She said, placing a kiss on his cheek “Now, you have to go, best man. Or the groom might collapse”

And so Calum walked back to Luke’s room, smiling ear to ear as he still felt her lips on his cheek. A smile that did not fade until he entered the suite and found Luke in his underwear with an ice pack on top of his groin; Michael with the zipper of his pants broken; and, Ash with dog paws imprinted onto his shirt.

“What the hell happened?”

Ashton sighed “Dude, you don’t want to know”

*

The ceremony went without a hitch. Luke and his new bride could not take their eyes off each other since she walked into the room, the smile on both of their faces was enough to convince even the proudest non-believer that love truly exists. Their vows made everyone in the room cry or close to, at least. But as they spoke, Calum could only think of one thing: Y/N.

When he saw her walk down the aisle, holding onto one of Luke’s other cousins, he could not help but imagine that one day he would see her walk in white to him waiting at the altar. The looks that they exchanged were a secret to everyone but them. He looked for her throughout the ceremony, almost missing his cue to give the newlyweds their rings - that Luke nearly kissed him in thanks for finding them - And he knew. He just knew that the part of him that he didn’t even think was missing was finally whole.

“... And, I have to admit, soulmates and stuff? I didn’t get them. Not until I met these two. When Luke first told us about the way his bride smiled and how she always got the coffee to taste just right in the mornings, even when their coffee machine broke down, I knew what true love was supposed to look like. Most people search for a love like that, some stop believing halfway through their happy endings. I always thought that love was just something that happened. Now I’m certain that love is something you live through. Something so inexplicably beautiful that’s hard to describe. It doesn’t happen instantly, but it builds and builds until you’ve created a home out of it. I know I cannot wait to start building mine” He said, looking straight at Y/N who sat there smiling widely with teary eyes “Today, the new Mr. and Mrs. Hemmings have invited us to their home, to their love story. And I’m just so thankful to be here sharing this love with them. To the bride and groom!”

The whole venue followed with applause and a few whistles from Ashton after the speech. Luke got up to hug him tightly and thank him for everything he’s done. His wife also got up and kissed him on the cheek, hitting his arm lightly and scolding him mockingly for making her cry again.

Calum just laughed and wished them the best once again. And, when he looked back, he noticed that his soulmate was no longer in her seat. He looked for her through the crown and found her at the door, nudging her head for him to follow.

Yet, when he got there, she was nowhere to be found. That was until he felt a pull on his sleeve and suddenly he was inside a closet once again.

“You really have a lot of upper strength” He laughed, putting an arm around her waist and bringing her closer to him “Hi,”

“Hi,” She said, closing her eyes and leaning forward until their foreheads touched “That was a great speech”

“Thank you, I’ve been practicing”

She hummed as she felt a small kiss on the top of her head, putting her arms around his neck “I already want to hear it again”

Calum held her close, hiding his face inside her neck as he softly placed kisses along it. Feeling like a swarm of butterflies just took flight inside his stomach.

“We have time. I could recite it to you each night”

“We’ve barely just met and you’re already thinking about tonight?” She teased.

“I’m thinking of getting to know you every night and day for as long as you let me,” He confessed, pulling back slightly to look at her “Would you let me?”

Y/N smiled and nodded. Calum took it upon himself to close the distance between them and finally let their lips touch. Kissing her like she wanted from the first time he saw her. Hungry. Passionately. Lovingly. Hopeful for the future they could now share.

But too busy to even hear the door of the closet opening.

“Hey, Cal! Are you there? Where ha- OH MY GOD! WITH MY COUSIN, CAL?!”

*

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[strawbbyblnde]

Scenarios That I Imagine In My Freetime

- them saying, “What are you going to do about it”

- them making a spotify playlist full of songs that remind them of you

- falling asleep on their chest with their arms wrapped around you, feeling safer than you ever have before

- them trying to do your makeup and vice versa, just laughing at each others mistakes

- their eyes lighting up when they talk about you to their friends <3

- them tackling you onto your bed and giving you kisses all over your face after you wiped their kiss off jokingly

- “Do you know just how much you have me wrapped around your finger?”

- pet names. Pet Names. PET NAMES. “darling” “love” “princess/prince”

- them giving you a hug from behind while giving that one person a bitchy smile as they do so

- “Your so cute when you’re mad” “Shut up”

- You pull away from a kiss but they immediately say, “no come back here” before kissing you again

- them lifting your head and just staring at you, leading you to say, “what?” they reply “wait a minute I wanna look at you” before pulling you into a kiss

- them grabbing your hips to get past you

- kissing in the rain. Need I say more?

- pulling them into a kiss by their necktie/you getting pulled into a kiss by your necktie

- them being speechless when seeing you all dressed up

- their hips being the exact same height as the kitchen counters. That’s all imma say but ifykyk.

[buckymcbuckbarnes]

Hey you. Yeah you. Fanfic author over there thinking their work isn't good enough to be published. Your work is amazing, it's so creative, whether it has 100 words, 10k words or 100k words, your work is amazing.

Your creativity knows no limit, your creativity is so appriciated, it's so very much loved, you're going to do great things with your writing abilities, it's unique, it's uniquely you, it's a little piece of your soul being put on display and your readers ADORE you for it.

You are adored by your readers, you are loved by your readers you are worth the whole world, we love you, we love you like the stars shine on a clear night's sky.

Cut yourself some slack, don't burn yourself out, and remind yourself that you are worth every bit of what joy you give others.

[badassunicorn2016]

Writing Tip June 4th

A list of body language phrases.

I’ve included a very comprehensive list, organized by the type of body movement, hand and arm movements, facial expressions etc. In some cases, a phrase fits more than one heading, so it may appear twice. Possible emotions are given after each BL phrase unless the emotion is indicated within the phrase. (They are underlined for emphasis, not due to a hyperlink.)

Note: I’ve included a few body postures and body conditions as they are non-verbal testimony to the character’s physical condition.

Have fun and generate your own ideas.:-)

Eyes, Brows and Forehead

arched a sly brow:  sly, haughty

blinked owlishly:  just waking, focusing, needs glasses

brows bumped together in a scowl:  worried, disapproving, irritated

brows knitted in a frown: worried, disapproval, thoughtful

bug-eyed:  surprised, fear, horror

cocky wink and confident smile:  over confidence, arrogant, good humor, sexy humor

eyes burned with hatred: besides hatred this might suggest maniacal feelings

eyes flashed: fury, defiance, lust, promise, seduction

eyes rolled skyward: disbelief, distrust, humor

forehead puckered:  thoughtful, worried, irritation

frustration crinkled her eyes

gaze dipped to her décolletage: sexual interest, attraction, lust

gimlet-eyed/narrowed eyes: irritation, thoughtful, mean, angry

gleam of deviltry:  humor, conniving, cunning

kept eye contact but her gaze became glazed: pretending interest where there is none/bordom

narrowed to crinkled slits:  angry, distrust

nystagmic eyes missed nothing (constantly shifting eyes):  Shifty

pupils dilated:  interested, attraction to opposite sex, fear

raked her with freezing contempt

slammed his eyes shut:  stunned, furious, pain

squinted in a furtive manner:  fearful, sneaky

stared with cow eyes:  surprised, disbelief, hopeful, lovestruck

subtle wink:  sexy, humor/sharing a joke, sarcasm

unrelenting stare: distrust, demanding, high interest, unyielding

Place To Place, Stationary Or Posture

ambled away:  relaxed, lazy

barged ahead:  rude, hurried

battled his way through the melee:  desperate, anger, alarm

cruised into the diner:  easy-going, feeling dapper, confident

dawdled alongside the road:  lazy, deliberate delay for motives, unhurried, relaxed

dragged his blanket in the dirt:   sadness/depressed, weary

edged closer to him:  sneaky, seeking comfort, seeking protection, seeking an audience

he stood straighter and straightened his tie:  sudden interest, sexual attraction

held his crotch and danced a frantic jig: demonstrates physical condition – he has to pee

hips rolled and undulated:  sexy walk, exaggerating for sex appeal

hovered over them with malice/like a threatening storm: here it’s malice, but one may hover for many reasons.

hunched over to look shorter:  appear inconspicuous, ashamed of actions, ashamed of height

leaped into action feet hammering the marbled floor:  eager, fear, joyous

long-legged strides:  hurried, impatient

lumbered across:  heavy steps of a big man in a hurry

minced her way up to him: timid, sneaky, insecure, dainty or pretense at dainty

paced/prowled the halls:  worried, worried impatience, impatient, diligently seeking pivoted on his heel and took off:  mistaken and changes direction, following orders, hurried, abrupt change of mind, angry retreat

plodded down the road:  unhurried, burdened, reluctant

practiced sensual stroll:  sexy, showing off

rammed her bare foot into her jeans: angry, rushed

rocked back and forth on his heels: thoughtful, impatiently waiting

sagged against the wall:  exhausted, disappointment

sallied forth:  confident, determined

sashayed her cute little fanny:  confident, determined, angered and determined

shrank into the angry crowd:  fear, insecure, seeking to elude

sketched a brief bow and assumed a regal pose: confident, mocking, snooty, arrogant skidded to an abrupt halt: change of heart, fear, surprise, shock

skulked on the edges of the crowd: sneaky, ashamed, timid

slithered through the door:  sneaky, evil, bad intentions

stormed toward her, pulling up short when: anger with a sudden surprise

swaggered into the class room:  over confident, proud, arrogant, conceited

tall erect posture:  confidence, military bearing

toe tapped a staccato rhythm:  impatience, irritation

tottered/staggered unsteadily then keeled over:  drunk, drugged, aged, ill

waltzed across the floor:  happy, blissful, exuberant, conceited, arrogant

Head Movement

cocked his head:  curiosity, smart-alecky, wondering, thoughtful

cocked his head left and rolled his eyes to right corner of the ceiling:  introspection

droop of his head: depressed, downcast, hiding true feelings

nodded vigorously: eager

tilted her head to one side while listening:  extreme interest, possibly sexual interest

Mouth And Jaw

a lackluster smile:  feigning cheerfulness

cigarette hung immobile in mouth: shock, lazy, uncaring, relaxed casualness

clinched his jaw at the sight:  angered, worried, surprised

curled her lips with icy contempt

expelled her breath in a whose:  relief, disappointment

gagged at the smell: disgust, distaste

gapped mouth stare:  surprised, shock, disbelief

gritted his teeth:  anger, irritation, holding back opinion

inhaled a sharp breath:  surprise, shock, fear, horror

licked her lips:  nervous, sexual attraction

lips primed: affronted, upset, insulted

lips pursed for a juicy kiss

lips pursed like she’d been chewing a lemon rind: dislike, angry, irritated, sarcasm

lips screwed into: irritation, anger, grimace, scorn

lips set in a grim line: sorrow, worried, fear of the worst

pursed her lips:  perturbed, waiting for a kiss

scarfed down the last biscuit:  physical hunger, greed

slack-mouthed:  total shock, disbelief

slow and sexy smile:  attraction, seductive, coy

smacked his lips: anticipation

smile congealed then melted into horror

smile dangled on the corner of his lips: cocky, sexy

smirked and tossed her hair over her shoulder:  conceit, sarcasm, over confident

sneered and flicked lint off his suit: sarcasm, conceit

spewed water and spit: shock

stuck out her tongue: humor, sarcasm, teasing, childish

toothy smile:  eagerness, hopeful

wary smile surfaced on her lips

Nose

nose wrinkled in distaste/at the aroma

nostrils flared:  anger, sexual attraction

nose in the air:  snooty, haughty

Face in General

crimson with fury

handed it over shame-faced

jutted his chin: confident, anger, forceful

managed a deadpan expression:  expressionless

muscles in her face tightened:  unsmiling, concealing emotions, anger, worried

rested his chin in his palm and looked thoughtful

rubbed a hand over his dark stubble:  thoughtful, ashamed of his appearance

screwed up her face:  anger, smiling, ready to cry, could almost be any emotion

sneered and flicked lint off his suit: conceit, derision, scorn

Arm and Hand

a vicious yank

arm curled around her waist, tugging her next to him:  possessive, pride, protective

bit her lip and glanced away:  shy, ashamed, insecure

brandished his fist:  anger, threatening, ready to fight, confident, show of pride

clamped his fingers into tender flesh:  anger, protective, wants to inflict pain

clenched his dirty little fists: stubborn, angry

clapped her hands on her hips, arms crooked like sugar bowel handles:  anger, demanding, disbelief

constantly twirled her hair and tucked it behind her ear:  attracted to the opposite sex, shy crossed his arms over his chest: waiting, impatient, putting a barrier

crushed the paper in his fist:  anger, surrender, discard

dived into the food: hunger, eager, greedy

doffed his hat:  polite gesture, mocking, teasing

doodled on the phone pad and tapped the air with her foot:  bored, inattention, introspection

drummed her fingers on the desk:  impatient, frustrated, bored

fanned her heated face with her hands: physically hot, embarrassed, indicating attraction

fiddled with his keys: nervous, bored

firm, palm to palm hand shake:  confident, honest

flipped him the bird: sarcastic discard

forked his fingers through his hair for the third time:  disquiet/consternation, worry, thoughtful

handed it over shame-faced:  guilt, shame

held his crotch and danced a frantic jig:  physical need to relieve himself

limp hand shake:  lack of confidence, lack of enthusiasm

propped his elbow on his knee: relaxed, thoughtful

punched her pillow:  restless, can’t sleep, angry

rested his chin in his palm:  thoughful, worried

scratched his hairy belly and yawned:  indolent, bored, lazy, relaxed, just waking

shoulders lifted in a shrug:  doubtful, careless discard

slapped his face in front of God and country:  enraged, affronted/insulted

snapped a sharp salute:  respect, sarcastic gesture meaning the opposite of respect

snapped his fingers, expecting service:  arrogant, lack of respect, self-centered

sneered and flicked lint off his suit

spread her arms wide: welcoming,  joy, love

stabbed at the food: anger, hunger, determined

stood straighter and smoothed his tie:  sudden interest, possible sexual interest

stuffed his hands in his pockets: self-conscious, throwing up a barrier

sweaty handshake:  nervous, fearful

touched his arm several times while explaining:  sign of attraction, flattery, possessive

wide sweep of his arms:  welcoming, all inclusive gesture, horror

Sitting or Rising

collapsed in a stupor:  exhausted, drunk, drugged, disbelief

enthroned himself at the desk:  conceit, pronouncing or taking ownership

exploded out of the chair:  shock, eager, anger, supreme joy

roosted on the porch rail like a cock on a hen house roof:  claiming ownership, conceit, content

sat, squaring an ankle over one knee:  relaxed and open

slouched/wilted in a chair and paid languid attention to:  drowsy, lazy, depressed, disinterest, sad, totally relaxed, disrespectful

squirmed in his chair: ill at ease, nervous, needs the bathroom

Recline

flung himself into the bed: sad, depressed, exhausted, happy

prostrated himself: surrender, desperate, miserable, powerless, obsequious, fawning, flattering

punched her pillow:  can’t sleep, anger, frustrated

threw himself on the floor kicking and screaming: tantrum

Entire body and General

body stiffened at the remark:  offended, anger, alerted

body swayed to music:  dreamy, fond memories, enjoys the music

bounced in the car seat, pointing:  excitement, fear, eager

cowered behind his brother:  fear, shyness, coward, desperate

curled into a ball:  sorrow, fear, sleepy, defensive

heart galloping:  anxiety, joy, eager

held his crotch and danced a frantic jig

humped over his cane, each step shaking and careful: pain, aged

inhaled a deep breath and blew out slowly: buying time to find words/thoughtful, reconciled

quick and jerky like rusty cogs on a wheel:  unsure of actions, self-conscious, tense, edgy

rocked back and forth on his heels:  impatient, cocky, gleeful

manhandled the woman into a corner:  bully, anger

slumped shoulders: defeat, depressed, sad, surrender

stiff-backed:  priggish, haughty, affronted

stood straighter and straightened his tie:  sexual interest, wants to make an impression

stooped and bent: aged, arthritic, in pain

stretched extravagantly and yawned:  tired, bored, unconcerned

sweating uncontrollably: nervous, fear, guilt

tall erect posture:  confidence, military bearing

was panting now at:  afraid, exhausted, out of breath, sexual excitement

-Sharla Rae

[wordsnstuff]

A Writer’s Thesaurus

Here is a massive list of synonyms for the most commonly over-used words in the English language. All sources are linked below each list if you click the bolded “x” below each individual section. Not to say that you should pad your work with synonyms, but for those moments when the word you’re looking for is on the tip of your tongue, this may be useful. Most of these are organized alphabetically for easy navigation.

550 alternative words for “said”

Accepted, Accused, Acknowledged, Addressed, Admitted, Advertised, Advised, Affirmed, Agonized, Agreed, Alleged, Announced, Answered, Appealed, Arranged, Articulated, Asked, Asserted, Asseverated, Assumed, Assured, Attracted, Avered, Avowed

Babbled, Barked, Bawled, Beamed, Beckoned, Began, Begged, Bellowed, Beseeched, Blubbered, Blurted, Bossed, Bragged, Breathed, Broadcasted, Burst

Cajoled, Called, Carped, Cautioned, Censured, Cheered, Chimed in, Choked, Chortled, Chuckled, Circulated, Claimed, Comforted, Commented, Conceded, Concluded, Concurred, Condemned, Conferred, Confessed, Confided, Confirmed, Consoled, Contended, Continued, Cried out, Criticized, Croaked, Crooned, Crowed

Declared, Decided, Defended, Demanded, Denoted, Dictated, Disclosed, Disposed, Disseminated, Distributed, Divulged, Doubted, Drawled

Echoed, Emitted, Empathized, Encouraged, Ended, Entreated, Exacted, Exclaimed, Explained, Exposed

Faltered, Finished, Fretted, Fumed

Gawped, Giggled, Glowered, Grieved, Grinned, Groaned, Growled, Grumbled, Grunted, Guessed

Held, Hesitated, Hinted, Hissed, Hollered, Howled, Hypothesized

Imparted, Imitated, Implied, Implored, Importuned, Inclined, Indicated, Informed, Inquired, Insisted, Interjected, Invited

Jabbered, Joked, Justified

Keened

Lamented, Laughed, Leered, Lied, Lilted

Maintained, Made known, Made public, Marked, Mewled, Mimicked, Moaned, Mocked, Mourned, Mumbled, Murmured, Mused

Necessitated, Noted

Observed, Offered, Ordered

Panted, Passed on, Pleaded, Pointed out, Pondered, Postulated, Praised, Preached, Premised, Presented, Presupposed, Probed, Proclaimed, Prodded, Professed, Proffered, Promised, Promulgated, Proposed, Protested, Provoked, Publicized, Published, Puled, Put forth, Put out

Quaked, Queried, Questioned, Quipped, Quavered, Quizzed, Quoted

Reassured, Raged, Ranted, Reckoned that, Rejoiced, Rejoined, Released, Remarked, Remonstrated, Repeated, Replied, Reported, Reprimanded, Requested, Required, Requisitioned, Retorted, Revealed, Roared

Said, Sang, Scoffed, Scolded, Screamed, Seethed, Sent on, Settled, Shared, Shouted, Shrieked, Shrugged, Shuddered, Snapped, Snarled, Sniffled, Sniveled, Snorted, Sobbed, Solicited, Sought, Specified, Speculated, Spluttered, Spread, Squeaked, Stammered, Stated, Stuttered, Stressed, Suggested, Supposed, Swore

Taunted, Teased, Testified, Thundered, Ticked off, Told, Told off, Touted, Trailed off, Transferred, Transmitted, Trembled, Trilled, Trumpeted

Understood, Undertook, Upbraided, Urged, Uttered

Verified, Vociferated, Voiced, Volunteered, Vouched for

Wailed, Wanted, Warned, Wept, Went on, Wheedled, Whimpered, Whined, Whispered, Wondered

Yawped, Yelled, Yelped, Yowled

Source x 

Other words for “amazing” Because we’re all a little sick of that damn word:

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[jimlingss]

DreamCatcher

Words: 13k (oops) 

Genre: Fluff & Angst

Summary: When your dreams are more or less nightmares, monsters inside your head that eat you alive, it seems like the only person who can help you is Min Yoongi, professional dream chaser. 

The monsters are always there.

Ever since you were little, you’ve been chased by nightmares. The monsters that lived inside your head, distorted memories that were fixed to be outright horrifying. They fed on your fears and shoved them to you, like unwanted Christmas presents wrapped in pretty bows and ugly patterns. They evolved as you grew older and their persistence never stopped no matter how hard you tried to run, like a tail attached to you. When you blinked, eyelids closed and darkness flooding your vision, they’d come back. And even when you opened your eyes again, they were still there. They’re always there.

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[threeletterslife]

Propinquity (Law of Seesaw)

→ [6/7] of the Glossary Series

→ summary: You first meet him on a seesaw. What a surprise, your relationship with him is exactly like that of a seesaw too—there are ceaseless ups and downs. So much so that you wonder when it’ll end. 

→ pairing/rating: yoongi x reader | PG-13

→ genre: 50% fluff, 33% angst, 17% crack | e2l!au

→ warnings: profanity, mean insults

→ wordcount: 9.2k

♫: Seesaw by BTS

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[ahodgepodge]

Well now I'm sobbing. 😭😭😭

[alpacaparkaseok]

How to Sell Sunshine - M.list

“I’ve always wanted to be the villain.”

→ Pairing: OT7 BTS x reader (not poly), mafia!BTS x mafia!reader

→ warnings/tags:SFW, e2l, mafia!au so some violence (but more like alludes to it), threats, humor, pining, heists and criminal activity, Hoseok is a hITMAN so ya’ll already know this is gonna be a good time

→ a/n: I don’t have a schedule for this atm, although I have a general outline that should help get the chapters out hopefully weekly! as always, please let me know what you think! I’m excited to share this with you guys and thank you for your love and support! enjoy!

The Castlist

FAQ’s & Character Profiles

1. The Interrogator

“I could rip you apart, you know.” “That’s hardly romantic, Mr. Park.”

2. The Wild Card

“Don’t make me into a tool that can be used against you.”

3. The Street Rat

“Let’s set a couple of things straight. First: I don’t like you.”

4. The Hitman

”Hands off.“

5. The Legend

“Now it’s time to make them fear for their lives.”

5.5 The Fits

6. The Gala

"Do you fear the army or the general that commands it?”

7. The Lies

"What happened to building this clan off of trust?” “Yeah, trust. Not necessarily truth.”

8. The Arsonist

“You know, liars go to hell.”

9. The Executioner

“It means I should’ve buried him myself.”

10. The Past

“We’ll have to remedy that, now won’t we?”

10.5 The Distraction

“So why does it hurt so much?”

11. The Light

“Stop running in the wrong direction.”

12. The Mole

“Et tu, Brute?”

13. The Web

“There’s nothing left to save you.”

14. Omerta

“Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more.”

[ahodgepodge]

This story is literally so good. It deserves to be published. I'm obsessed.

[ahodgepodge]

I'm literally about to binge the entire season of Business Proposal in less than 2 days

[heartpdf]

[quotemadness]

“Life is not a problem to be solved, but a reality to be experienced.”

— Soren Kierkegaard

[deviika]

Jamie Varon

[surqrised]

“I think you lost all interest in this world. You were disappointed and discouraged, and lost interest in everything. So you abandoned your physical body. You went to a world apart and you’re living a different kind of life there. In a world inside you.”

— Haruki Murakami, 1Q84

[gloomystorm]

Me: *sees an attractive, broken,selfish,beaten down, villainous, with a sprinkle of madness and a dash of homicidal tendencies person, that could kill me in a second*

Also me: Ah, is this love that I feel? I shall devote all my time thinking and loving this one person.

[shipmansbeer]

anchor — t. raeken

pairings: theo raeken x fem!reader

summary: in which jealousy brings theo to lose control and it’s up to her to calm him down.

word count: 2.4k.

warnings: harassed/objectified!reader, protective!theo, theo having a panic attack, angst, fluff.

author’s note: sorry, this is shorter than most of my imagines, but i needed to post something. also, i think i might have to start putting a gif in the imagine before i finish writing it, because of my bucky imagine not letting me put in a gif for that one. anyways, i felt like adding the reader getting harassed because it kind of shows more of a realistic appeal to the imagine, since it shows that theo has a right to be feeling protective over her. and not to mention, women being treated like objects is, sadly, the way men treat them nowadays :/. i hope everyone enjoys this imagine! gif creds to owner!

p.s., feedback is very much encouraged and appreciated <3.

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THEO is a possessive type of guy — everyone knows this fairly well. he’s especially the jealous and possessive type when it comes to serious relationships. this is the most important, considering the fact that theo’s always been good at not getting involved with anyone. this is partly thanks to the dread doctors for destroying his capabilities to trust and open up to anyone.

and when it comes to [y/n]? it’s almost as if that quality of being jealous and possessive are multiplied deep down inside him. this is mostly due to the fact that he feels as if he doesn’t deserve her — [y/n]’s kind-hearted and caring. not to mention, she always believes in the best of everyone, no matter what they’ve done. this may make her seem naïve. which, was what theo first thought in the moment that they first met.

in fact, although her being so positive in everyone’s self-growth and being selfless when it came to helping people, was one of the things about her that aggravated theo to no end, it was also one of the things that happened to draw him to her.

and the more she grew to trust him and always believed he could be better than who he was, it wasn’t long before they’d become more.

even though theo didn’t — and still doesn’t — feel worthy of her, he promised himself that he’d always protect her from any dangers, or from someone hurting her so bad that the bright light inside of her burned out.

but, there’s certain times where that quality of being jealous or possessive, quickly dissipates into the feeling of being extremely protective over her.

in his case, that feeling often came at any time that her classmates would harass her to no end.

now, theo may have always been charismatic when it came to playing girls and flirting shamelessly with them, but when a girl would say no and became uncomfortable in his presence, even he knew to back off.

nowadays, girls and women are often treated as objects. that’s something theo despises more than anything, after growing to fall for [y/n]. you could even say that she had influenced him to respect women more and more every single day — she really did have him wrapped around her fingers.

so, when a few egotistical jocks started noticing her — a little too much, might i just add — theo didn’t like the idea of her having to deal with them.

but, if anything, he wasn’t too shocked that that’s what it came to from them being a bunch of horndogs around girls.

that’s just how guys are. they’ve gotten the well-known excuse of ‘boys will be boys’ to reason and justify their horrific choices when it comes to women. it sucks, but there’s not much to be done about it, right?

that thought was always stuck in his head — constantly — when the constant harassment of the boys continued for weeks.

but, theo had faith that his girlfriend didn’t need him to take care of it. that’s what he kept convincing himself of when the boys refused to leave the poor girl alone. and [y/n] being way too nice for her own good, didn’t have the heart to straight up tell them to leave her alone.

and with theo, his protective instincts grew by every time the harassment had gotten worse.

“so… [y/n],” one of the perverted prickheads, jayden, speaks in a specific tone of voice that suggests his intentions on talking to her are only bad. talk about disgusting.

“uh, y—yes?” she questions in a slightly uncomfortable tone of stutters, gulping down any sort of anxiety that can be noticeable to the pigs stood in front of her. the last thing she needs is to give them the impression that they’re successfully getting a reaction out of her — god knows, that’s what they’re trying to get out of her.

“you still with that boy toy of yours?” one of them questions in a making-fun-of-something type of voice.

her brows furrow in confusion and just the slightest bit of annoyance starts to rumble deep inside her. “a—are you talking about theo? theo’s not my ‘boy toy’. he’s my boyfriend.” she states, trying to stay calm in the current situation.

“whatever. if he’s your boyfriend, then where is he now?” jayden annoyedly asks, getting much more harsher with his tone.

[y/n] sputters, not quite sure of what to say, but also wondering where he is herself.

but, if jayden and the rest of the boys weren’t so busy sharing cocky laughs and if [y/n] hadn’t been stuck in her thoughts, then they’d all have noticed theo himself racing over to them with a scowl placed on his lips.

he clears his throat to get all of the childish boys’ and [y/n]’s attention as he places his arm over his girlfriend’s shoulder, gently taking her into his embrace. “you guys really don’t know what no means, do you?” he spits out, becoming much more disgusted by the guys in front of him.

[y/n] instantly calms down and melts into her boyfriend’s touch, feeling the safety of his embrace.

now, there’s silence between theo and the perverted pigs stood in front of him and [y/n]. it’s seems to get more and more uncomfortable and more tension-filled by every passing second.

“what’s it to you?” one them — chad — questions him and the rest of the boys seem to find the entire situation funny and not seem to be scared of theo at all. all of them have the same exact expression of cockiness on their faces, all except for one who seems to be uncomfortable of this situation — [y/n] instantly recognizes him as chase, the more nicer and quieter one of the group.

“well, let’s see. you’ve all been harassing my girlfriend for weeks, even though, she’s been giving you hints that she’s not interested. but, of course, you can’t take no for an answer.” theo states tensely, not noticing that chase is the only one who hasn’t been participating in the harassment of [y/n].

jayden takes a threatening step forward, causing theo to pull his hand off of his girlfriend’s shoulder and placing his arm in front of her, so that no one would be able to get to her.

“alright, guys. i think we’ve done enough. can we just stop this and go?” chase asks, finally speaking up, before any fight can result in the situation.

after noticing the nervous tone in chase’s voice, theo’s now-clenched jaw slightly relaxes.

jayden and chad, along with a few of the other boys refuse to move for a few seconds, making the tension in the air become incredibly worse than it had been before.

once the realization that the boys are going to need a little bit of persuasion to actually leave hits him, chase groans and tugs on a few of their shoulders, motioning for them to walk away with him. “guys, seriously. let’s go!” he exclaims, a bit more harsher than he intended, but nevertheless, it’s all the convincing they need to motivate them to finally walk away, glares placed on their faces.

as they walk away, [y/n] catches chase’s eye and smiles in appreciation with a nod going his way. he nods back, before leading his friends away from them.

as soon as they’re away from the couple, theo turns to [y/n], trying to make sure that she’s not so shaken up about what had just happened. but, it turns out, it’s not her of the pair that’s shaken up at all.

“babe?” she nervously whispers, noticing the clenching of his jaw and the quickening, flickering flash of his eyes.

a growl leaves his lips as he thinks about what just happened. “i hate that you had to deal with that — they treat you like an object!” he states in an angry tone of voice.

“theo, it’s alright. i wish i didn’t have to say it, but, sadly, that’s just the way all girls and women are treated. i can’t do much about it.” she softly states, hoping to quickly stop her boyfriend from losing his temper and protective instincts over her. but, her statement only causes him to let out another angry growl.

realizing that it’s probably not a very good idea to stay in the main hall with her werewolf-boyfriend freaking out like this, [y/n] gently grabs onto his hands and pulls him further down the hall to the boy’s locker room. it’s empty, due to the fact that everyone is in class.

“babe, breathe. please.” she tries to say, worry wracking through her body as his breaths become much more shallow, before he’s sliding down the row of lockers.

“you shouldn’t have to deal with being treated like that. ever. i can’t believe that i actually thought that those pricks would eventually leave you alone!” he mutters, his transformation becoming much more faster than it was just a second ago.

“baby, please… look at me.” she frantically begs, worry completely filling her as the tears cloud her vision.

at hearing her scared voice, he snaps his head up in her direction, his concern for her distracting him from further transforming.

“theo, forget them, okay? i’m here, aren’t i? i’m safe.” she murmurs, moving to place herself on the floor right beside him.

one of his hands shakily and hesitantly reaches out to her, almost as if he was scared she’d disappear into dust.

realizing where his train of thoughts were going to, [y/n] gently grabs one of his hands and places it over her cheek. “feel this? feel me? it’s real, i’m real.” she murmurs, sighing as he tightens his grip on her hand.

eventually, his ragged breaths slow down. then, she moves to lean against the lockers. “it’s okay, babe. it’s okay.” she murmurs as he leans down against her chest, his nerves slowly dying down.

“you’re okay.” she whispers once more, willing herself to keep him calm.

his breaths calm back down completely, evening out. “let’s head home, yeah?” she asks as he pulls away to look down at her.

“y—yeah.” he stutters, suddenly feeling embarrassed for his panicking, before helping his girlfriend to stand.

“hey.” she calls out to him, noticing the ashamed look on his face. “don’t ever feel like you can’t talk to me, okay? and especially, don’t be mad at yourself for feeling this way — you’re only human. remember that.” she murmurs, placing her hands on his cheeks.

he sighs and nods, tears surfacing to his beautiful blue eyes. “i love you, theo.” she murmurs, pressing a loving kiss to his temple.

as she pulls away from him, he sighs and nods. “i love you, too.”

without another thought, he wraps his arms around her waist and tucks his face into her neck, breathing in her calming scent.

it almost feels like hours before they finally pull away from each other. [y/n] gives him a reassuring smile as she lightly tugs on his wrist and leads him out of the room.

despite the fact that school is still in session, the couple makes their way to theo’s truck.

then, it’s only minutes before they’re in [y/n]’s driveway and she simply lies her head down on his shoulder for god knows how long — time doesn’t matter, because all they need is each other.

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ALMOST half an hour later, a much more calmer theo lightly shakes awake his half-asleep girlfriend, causing her to groan sleepily.

“babe, it’s getting dark outside.” he murmurs in a soft murmur, gently cupping her cheeks as he pulls some stray strands out of her face.

sighing in defeat, she nods as she groggily tries to wipe away the tiredness from her eyes. as she unbuckles herself, she opens her door — still very sleepy — and a yawn escapes her.

after noticing the lack of motivation to move any further in his girlfriend, a small smile pulls at his lips as he bites his bottom one, hoping to hide his amusement. “hold on.”

without another statement, theo gets out of his side of the truck and shuts the door. he races over to his girlfriend, who’s now focusing on her dangling legs.

chuckling, he raises his brows at her.

“what?” she sheepishly asks, most of the tiredness now gone from her voice.

“nothing.” he says, shaking his head at her, before moving closer to her and grabbing her hands. “c’mere.” he murmurs, lightly pulling her out of the truck by their connected hands and putting an arm under her legs and under her back as he pulls her up to his chest.

a breathy sigh leaves her lips, inhaling his almost-intoxicating scent of the woods — a smell that she’s grown quite accustomed to, considering that’s where he’s spends most of his time, if it isn’t with her, for comfort.

he nudges her door shut with the heel of his foot as he continues to carry her to her front door. “is the door unlocked?” he murmurs so quietly she almost doesn’t hear him.

“it’s locked, but there’s a spare key under the mat.” she murmurs, almost falling asleep in his arms — his embrace feels just that much comforting and safe.

making sure that he doesn’t drop her as he bends down, feeling for the key under the welcome mat at the door, he grabs it and stands up again.

as he quickly unlocks the door and pushes it open, he stumbles through before nudging it shut, after noticing his slightly shivering girlfriend.

“you didn’t have to carry me, theo. i could’ve walked by myself.” she murmurs as he gently places her on her bed.

she instantly curls into the bed, enjoying the comfort of her sheets and pillows.

“i know. but, you seemed pretty tired.” he answers as he covers her up with her heavy quilt, before sitting on the edge of the bed and making sure to give her legs and feet enough room under the covers.

“will you stay?” she murmurs, just wanting relax with her boyfriend by her side.

he nods, before walking over to the other side of her bed and pulling the covers back, so that he can slide in.

she sighs, turning to face him and instantly moves into his warm embrace, lying her head on his chest as he finally lies beside her.

“i’m sorry about how i acted today.” theo murmurs, still feeling a bit embarrassed as he wraps his arms around her and places a kiss to her forehead.

“babe, it’s okay. i don’t want you to hide that side of you from me — it’s good to be vulnerable.” she murmurs as he sighs and nods.

“theo, i love you. and i’m so grateful to have you to protect me when i need it.” she states seriously, moving her head up to look at him.

a small smile appears on his lips, tears welling up in his eyes. “i love you. so much.” he whispers, seconds before he connects their lips in a heated, passionate kiss — one that says how grateful he is for her, and shows how much he loves her.

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[cunninglinguist-69]

the best thing about x reader fics is that you and your comfort character can fall in love a million times in millions of different universes and I think that’s beautiful

[harryisart]

Harry Styles | One Night Only in London