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[lausscribbles]

Love at first book x Harry Styles

requested by  loveharrywithnailpolish : Hi :) Could you write a one shot where Harry Styles meets like the other person in a bookstore :)

Whenever [Y/N] saw a bookstore, she had to go inside. Because, you never knew what you would come across in a bookstore. [Y/N] had discovered some wonderful books that way. New releases, old, vintage books, and everything in between. Her house was almost a bookstore itself, but she loved it. The smell of books, the feeling of the light paper between her fingers, the beautiful words written on paper forever, and ever. Just everything about a book was magical to her. Of course she couldn’t resist going inside the bookshop she passed in London’s suburbs. It looked so cozy from the outside, and the piles upon piles of books really lured her inside. [Y/N] was actually on her way to meet a friend of hers, but it wasn’t a hard decision. When she pushed the door open, a doorbell rang, announcing her entrance in the store. She smiled at the store clerk behind the desk, and he gave a polite and welcoming nod back, before returning to reading his book. Soft piano music was playing in the background, while the typical smell of books welcomed her inside. [Y/N] closed the door behind her, eager to start looking through the, what seemed, endless piles of books. She picked up an interesting looking book, quickly skimming through it and reading the synopsis on the back. While she was thinking if she already owned the book or not, the person next to her cleared his throat, which made an awful lot of noise in the quiet bookshop. When [Y/N] looked up, she saw that the guy’s cheeks were a bit red. ‘That’s a wonderful book, actually,’ he pointed out, his voice sounding a bit hoarse as if he really had a sore throat. ‘I’ve read it a few weeks ago, and it really gave me an interesting perspective on things.’ ‘Oh did it really?’ [Y/N] smiled, looking at the books he was holding under his arms. She had the unfamiliar feeling that she knew his face from somewhere, but she couldn’t quit place it. ‘I was just thinking if it wasn’t in my collection already.’ She looked back at the book, trying to recall the title. ‘Ah, yes, a familiar problem,’ he laughed. ‘Also a frequent visitor?’ ‘Not this store, specifically. But I do love to buy books. Some might say I have a bit of a problem.’ ‘Oh well, books are always good to have. Maybe I should introduce myself, I’m Harry.’ He shifted his books a bit under his arm so he could stretch out his hand towards her. With a little smile she took his hand. ‘[Y/N].’ She introduced herself. ‘Nice meeting you, however I do have the faint feeling that I know you from somewhere … Do you happen to go to the Waterstones in Central London a lot?’ Harry shifted his weight a bit, letting go of her hand. ‘Oh, eh, no. That one is a bit … Too crowded for me.’ [Y/N] looked a bit more closely to him, probably making him feel very uncomfortable, but then it suddenly clicked – and she felt stupid that she hadn’t immediately seen it. ‘Now I know!’ She whisper – shouted. ‘You’re Harry, as in Harry Styles right?’ ‘Ssht!’ Harry motioned with his hands. You frowned, looking around to the empty store. The store clerk still hadn’t looked up from his book. ‘Sorry, I guess, that’s kind of a habit of mine. People, well especially girls, usually scream when they see me.’ ‘Yeah, I get why they would do that,’ she grinned, also blushing slightly because she felt kinda out of place, talking to someone that famous without even realizing it. ‘So, if you don’t know whether you want to get that book or not, can I recommend one for you?’ Harry asked, smiling a bit, as if he had been eager to ask that question since he first saw her. ‘That would actually be great. I never know what books to get, and it would be lovely to find some new books,’ [Y/N] smiled.  Harry smiled, happy with her answer. ‘Really? Okay, great. So, I read this book last week and I think you would love it too.’ She followed Harry around the store, while he pointed out his favorite books. And the more he talked about all the stories, the more she started to get this weird, fluttery feeling in her stomach. And [Y/N] swore that she saw the same feeling in his eyes, sparkling right underneath the green color. After what seemed as ages, [Y/N] was holding a whole pile with books, that probably was way too expensive for her budget, but how could she not get them when Harry Styles himself recommended them? ‘Now I’ll certainly know what to do,’ she joked, walking towards the desk to pay the books. She took her wallet out of her purse, but Harry immediately protested. ‘Oh, no, you’re not paying for those, please. I urged you to get them, so it would be so decent from me to pay them for you,’ Harry smiled, pushing [Y/N]’s hand softly back into her purse. Harry placed his books next to hers on the desk, smiling at the man who looked up from his book. ‘Oh, hi Harry,’ he casually said, and stood up so he could scan the books. ‘Made a friend?’ The store clerk remarked, with a grin. ‘Yeah…’ Harry said, a bit uncomfortable, making [Y/N] smile. A bit of small talk was happening while the store clerk bagged up the books, and handed me over the bag after Harry payed. ‘Thank you,’ you smiled at him and then turned to Harry. ‘And thank you very much for the wonderful books.’ ‘Of course,’ he smiled. ‘But you have to let me know what you think of them. So,’ Harry took out his receipt and a pen from the desk, scribbling something on the back. He then handed it over to her. ‘When you’ve read to first one, I insist that we meet up again and talk about it.’ Harry smiled. She looked down, and saw his number written on the receipt. ‘I will,’ [Y/N] promised him. She tucked away the receipt in her purse. ‘Thank you, again.’ ‘No problem at all. Always happy to meet another booklover.’ With another smile, they said their goodbye’s again, and then finally separated their ways. [Y/N] back on her way to meet her friend – and she was way too late. But it was totally worth it. It wasn’t just Harry Styles she had met. She had met a wonderful person, that she shared one big interest with. And she couldn’t wait to read his recommended books. Now [Y/N] knew for sure that every bookstore was worth a visit. 

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‘Ah, the cute psycho killer.’ x Dan Howell (part 2)

as requested a long, long time ago, a sequel to the ‘I’m a cute psycho killer, isn’t it obvious’ one shot. Enjoy xx.

A year later, and [Y/F/N] still dragged you to unwanted Halloween events. And you still hated them and were still as prepared as ever – so, not at all. [Y/F/N] refused to let you wear the same costume as last year, since that was ‘so not done’. So you decided to go in all black, and called yourself ‘the black void’, everybody’s biggest fear. [Y/F/N] rolled her eyes when explained it, but she finally gave in, knowing you’d sabotage the whole thing. And she still wanted you to come. ‘It’s the same party as last year, do you still remember that one?’ You didn’t really like to look at her, since she had again gone all overboard with fake blood. This year she was a bit dramatic and decided to be a full on corpse bride. So you just nodded while holding on to the pole in the metro. ‘Maybe that boy will be there again. Then you can kick his ass for not texting you.’ Dan had indeed never texted you. It had bother you for a long while, but eventually you forgot about it. Until now. She just had to bring it up. You pulled the sleeves of your sweater quickly over your hands, slowly nodding at your best friend, while feeling like jumping into the black void you were supposed to embody. Luckily the metro ride didn’t last too long, and you both quickly arrived at the house, or ‘party central’ as [Y/F/N] liked to call it. She immediately went inside, but you lingered outside for just a bit longer. Maybe he wasn’t even here. Maybe this was all in your head. Or maybe it wasn’t. Maybe he was in there, being stupidly cute and awkward. ‘Oh, whatever,’ you sighed and walked towards the entrance. ‘What’s the worst that can happen?’ You mumbled to yourself. But as soon as you walked inside, you immediately made eye contact with a tall guy, as if he was watching the door for the whole time. And if that wasn’t the worse, he walked straight to you, waving his arms around in an obnoxious way, hitting a girl in the head making her spill her drink. ‘Hey, cute psycho killer! Hey, [Y/N]! Wait!’ ‘Oh god,’ you huffed, holding your hand in front of your face and walking outside again. This was the worst idea ever. Unfortunately, you didn’t came that far. ‘Wait up!’ And then he was beside you. You refused to look at him, while he was panting as if he just ran a marathon. ‘Pfoe, that was a wild ride,’ he joked. ‘Thát girl is going to hate me forever,’ he laughed, pointing to the house, probably referring to the girl he basically knocked over. ‘Well.’ He then said, filling up the awkward silence and shrugging his shoulders. ‘Hm.’ I just kept staring at the ground, hoping he eventually would go away, but Dan wasn’t that good at taking hints. ‘Are you, eh, are you okay?’ I took a deep breath, finally looking up at him, hating myself for even thinking about how cute he looked – even with the drizzle of fake blood on his head. ‘You never texted me,’ you finally were able to say. ‘Yeah, about that …’ Dan began, but you just shook your head. ‘It’s fine, really. It’s not like I already had imagined our whole conversation and first date in my head. It’s not like, ha, I thought, well he could be the man I’d marry someday. No no, it’s all fine. It’s not like my heart was broken, even though we had like one conversation, one quiet shitty conversation if I may add, that had me kinda head over heels, and it’s nothing. It’s fine.’ ‘[Y/N], can I just interrupt your very intriguing thoughts for just a second?’ ‘I really don’t want to listen to your pathetic excuses. I know why you didn’t text me, you probably thought, woah what a weirdo, glad I got rid of her and –‘ ‘I really did wanted to text you, [Y/N],’ he interrupted you, finally shutting you up. ‘But, as the idiot I am, I lost my phone, don’t even ask me how, found it back, everything was deleted, and God, did I ask around to find you. But apparently we were the only two people that weren’t drunk at that party because whenever I ask them about it, they all say,’ he made quotation marks with his fingers, ‘”that was such a sick party maaannn, too bad I don’t remember shiiiit”, so I never found you and I was hoping, almost praying – yes on Halloween when the gates to hell are wide open – that you would show up. And thank God – or thank Satan, I’m not sure, - you showed up.’ He took a deep breath, since he said all of that with barely taking any time to breath, as if he was afraid you’d cut him off again. ‘Oh. Oh.’ You started to realize that you had been overreacting. Again. ‘I’m so sorry.’ ‘So, before you run off, please, give me your number, and Facebook, and Twitter, and Instagram, and hell, even your e-mail address and linked-in account. Just every social media you’ve ever been on, so I’m sure I’ll never lose you again.’ Dan smiled, handing over his phone to you. You slowly blinked, taking his phone, and absentmindedly started to give you all of your accounts. When you were done, you gave him back his phone. ‘So, cute psycho killer again?’ He then said, referring to your costume. ‘Oh,’ you looked down, as if you forgot what you were even wearing. ‘No, that’s so last year,’ you smiled, still a bit fazed. ‘I’m a black void now.’ ‘That’s actually very scary,’ Dan frowned. ‘I decided to go with death emo boy.’ He pointed to the fake blood on his neck and cheek and his black clothes. ‘Emo’s so not dead, though,’ you argued, grinning. ‘I know right? Anyway, give me your phone, so if I lose mine again, at least you can yell at me for not texting you,’ Dan smiled. ‘Maybe that’s not a bad idea. However if you do not text me this time, I will come for you and suck you up in my black void,’ You said it before you could realize it. Dan tried to hold back his laugh, but he really couldn’t help himself and started laughing. ‘I’ll take you up on that,’ he grinned. ‘But at least buy me a drink first,’ he winked awkwardly, still grinning like an idiot.

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A Good Excuse x Peter Kavinsky

Based on following ‘AU’ : ‘How the hell does your cat keep getting into my house’ 

 ‘Meow, meow.’

You sigh when you hear the all too familiar sound downstairs. ‘That damn cat,’ you mutter, while you get up from behind your desk and walk downstairs. And there he indeed is again, the black and white kitten from your neighbors. ‘How do you keep on doing it?’ You wonder aloud, walking towards the kitten who’s sitting on the kitchen table, with what seems a smug expression on her snout. While softly petting the cat, who’s clearly enjoying it judging by its purring noises, another uninvited guest comes in. ‘Is he here? Is Bubbles here?’ ‘Yeah yeah,’ you say back, picking up the kitten and walking towards the back door where Peter Kavinsky is standing. ‘Here he is.’ ‘Pfoeh, okay, good,’ he smiles, showing off his teeth, and slowly taking the kitten from you. ‘I’m so sorry.’ ‘I just don’t understand how the hell your cat keeps on getting into my house,’ you frown. Your parents had placed a fence, and another barbered wired fence, and any other way to possibly keep a kitten out of the house, but still, the adorable little guy found ways to sneak in. ‘I guess he just can’t keep away from you,’ Peter says, while softly muttering to the kitten. ‘Yeah, he must be taking after his dad, huh?’ Peter looks up, his cheeks getting a tad darker, and looking as if you just found out his biggest secret. He then slowly bends to his knees, setting Bubbles free again to roam around a bit. ‘He does give me a good excuse to walk in here. I never see you otherwise.’ ‘We literally go to the same school, Peter.’ ‘Yeah, I know, but it’s not the same,’ he sighs. ‘Do you ever come out of your room, [Y/N].’ ‘What? Of course I do!’ You answer, a bit too quickly. Peter doesn’t have to know how you stare at him while he’s playing catch with his little brother outside. With his shirt off. While you drool just a little bit. Or how you daydream while he’s helping out his mom in the garden – shirtless again. It’s like the guy doesn’t own a shirt. Not that it bothers you. ‘I’m sure,’ he laughs out loud. ‘How about this. I’ll take you out to eat some pizza, and don’t tell me you don’t like pizza because I saw the delivery guy just yesterday. And you get to play catch with me and my little brother.’ ‘Is that a da- wait, what do you mean?’ You turn bright red, when you realize what he just said. ‘You think I don’t notice you huh? You think nobody ever does. But guess what, I know you’d love to play since you always look so dreamy.’ He grins, now exposing your biggest secret. ‘I don’t look dreamy,’ you mutter, crossing your arms in a stubborn motion. ‘and I don’t stare, I’m just looking at the sky, okay.’ You know it’s a pathetic excuse, but everything is better than admitting that you’re basically drooling over him. You start to turn around, but he quickly grabs your shoulder. ‘Wo wo wo, hey, it’s okay, I’m just teasing you.’ He Truly looks concerned that he has hurt your feelings. ‘Hey, [Y/N], I’m sorry. Let me at least buy you a pizza. We don’t even have to leave the house if you don’t want to!’ ‘It’s the least you can do,’ you take my phone out of my pocket. ‘So, what do you want on your pizza?’

 About an hour later, Peter and you are watching ‘Clueless’ and eating pizza, while Bubbles is sleeping on Peter’s lap. ‘He’s so cute,’ you smile, looking at Bubbles. ‘Hey, you’re talking about me right? Because look at this,’ Peter points at this face. ‘This is also very cute.’ You laugh along with him, taking another bite of your pizza. ‘It sure is,’ you softly agree, looking back at the movie. But you just feel his eyes on you, so you turn back to him. ‘What?’ ‘I’m just loving this right now. You, me, hanging out, watching a movie. I like it a lot. We should do this more.’ ‘We should,’ you smile back at him, not sure how to respond to this sudden confession. However he didn’t make it feel like he was confessing anything. Peter was just … Being Peter. ‘I sure do hope Bubbles keeps on sneaking in here, so I have an excuse to come by.’ ‘Oh, now I get it, you set him up to this, huh? To get me out of my room.’ ‘Damn, [Y/N], you really got me there,’ Peter says back, holding up both his hands as in a surrender. ‘But it did work, didn’t it?’ You just smiled, looking back at the movie. From the corners of your eyes, you see Peter smiling too. Maybe you should get a dog and sneak it into Peter’s house.

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VALENTINE x Ashton Irwin

VALENTINE ; part of the YOUNGBLOOD one shot series

‘Ashton, what is this?’

‘Surprise!’ He yelled out, peeking behind the gigantic teddy bear, and pushing aside the pink heart balloons. ‘Happy Valentine!’ 

‘I thought we had agreed to not give each other presents?’ You sighed, nervously biting your lip.

‘I know, but I couldn’t leave this cutie behind, now could I?’ He moved the bear’s arm, making it wave to you.

You opened up the door a bit more, so he could come inside. As soon as he was, you took over the teddy bear, secretly smiling because how proud Ashton looked of it. 

‘Good thing I got you something too,’ you finally revealed, placing the teddy bear in the couch, motioning for Ashton to come along to the kitchen. ‘Happy valentine’s day.’ You smiled, opening up the box with chocolate eclairs.

You walk over to Ashton and give him a soft kiss on his lips, smiling.

‘Oh, I love you, and I love us,’ Ashton grinned, taking an éclair out of the box and stuffing it in his mouth. The filling spilled out a bit, making a mess.

‘I love you too,’ you said softly, hiding a smile because of the pudding on his nose. ‘So are we going out?’

‘If you want to, we can. Or we can stay inside, watch a movie or something? It’s up to you, my valentine. As long as I get all of you tonight.’ He put down the éclair, cleaning his hands on a napkin and shook of is leather jacket.

That simple action had you weak in the knees. You didn’t know what it was, but the way he looked at you, his eyes sparkling, and some naughty darkness deep within them.

You slowly bit down on your lip, knowing exactly what to do, to lure out the darkness even more. Ashton reached out for you, but before he could grab you, you ran away, giggling.

You heard Ashton grunting, since he knew what kind of night it would be. You two chasing each other, until eventually you were sick of it and gave in to him.

It was you fueling the fire, until finally you both would combust.

When you ran past the couch, you grabbed the teddy bear, to use it as some sort of shield.

Ashton quickly caught up to you, softly pushing you against the wall right before the stairs, the teddy bear squished between the two of you.

‘Let’s throw the teddy bear away, huh?’ He whispered, taking the bear by its ear and throwing it behind him. Ashton’s hand caressed your cheek, making your whole body shiver. ‘Enough games for today?’

You could do nothing but nod, while you felt the fire burning inside of you.

‘Good,’ he said, smiling. ‘God, I fall more in love with you every day.’ He sighed, scanning your face. Then a sudden grin appeared. ‘Now, it’s time to eat my cake.’

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LIE TO ME x Calum Hood

LIE TO ME ; part of the YOUNGBLOOD one shot series

It was 3 A.M., and Calum couldn’t get any sleep. He was sitting on the curb, looking at the crescent moon shining on him and the silent world surrounding him.

He saw her looking, and he looked back, but she had turned around her head and hadn’t look twice.

When Calum saw her eyes, he was immediately brought back to their last trip to New York. Everything had felt just … Right back then. He had been there for her when she had been a mess, when her life had been a mess.

The reason for that mess had been standing next to her tonight, almost undressing her with his eyes. Calum know that the guy would pull out the red dress later tonight, carelessly throwing it onto the bedroom floor, just like he had thrown her away a few months ago.

It seemed that all of that was forgotten, just like Calum’s endless tries to make her happy.

Now he wasn’t happy, the darkness of the night temporarily hiding that. But soon the sun would come out, and his red eyes and flushed cheeks would be visible to the whole world, the most basic signs of a heartbreak.

He had asked her multiple times if she’d loved him. But she never looked at him while she answered the question. He didn’t care at the time. He just needed the words so bad, needed her so bad. He didn’t care they were all lies, but now the truth was so visible it hurt him. All the lies coming back to him, like knifes being stabbed onto his back.

Calum’s hands started to tremble, making the smoke from his cigarette curling up in the air. He started at the smoke for a bit, before putting out the bud and throwing it away, not caring that he was lithering at the moment.

He still felt the knifes in his back while he got up from the curb. Still felt her lies burning on his lips she had kissed, her sweet whispers lingering in her eyes, feeding his demons.

Lies lies lies.

Oh how he wished he had never met her and her lies. Because now he couldn’t forget her. Something still pulled him towards her, back towards the party, but he kept walking, while the sun was slowly rising above the horizon again, slowly fighting against the darkness.

Fighting against his darkness.

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WANT YOU BACK x Michael Clifford

WANT YOU BACK ; part of the YOUNGBLOOD one shot series

The rain was pouring down on them, the raindrops mixing with the tears on his cheeks. Would this be the last time that he’d see her face?

‘Maybe I should go …’ She mumbled, her voice barely loud enough to hear over the rain splashing on the streets.

 Michael shook his head, reaching towards her to grab her hand. But she felt so unreachable, as if she wasn’t really there.

 ‘[Y/N], please, don’t go,’ Michael said, almost screamed when she started to walk away from him. But nothing stopped her, she kept on walking through the rain. Michael tried to run after her, but couldn’t keep up.

 ‘You’re never going to change,’ she said to him in a whisper. Michael immediately stood still after hearing those words, not being able to say anything back.

 Slowly she completely disappeared, and Michael was left in the rain, just standing there with empty hands and an empty heart.

 Just when his knees hit the pavement, his eyes were wide open, trying to catch his breath.

 It was a dream. Just a dream.

But when he stretched his arm to the left, he found nobody, and his breathing pace picked up again. Was it really a dream? Or just a weird flashback from whatever happened yesterday? Michael was in such panic that he couldn’t tell apart the difference between reality and his dreams.

 ‘Michael?’ He quickly looked up, and found his sanity again. ‘Hey, are you okay?’ She quickly ran over to him, climbed in the bed and settled next to him. ‘What happened?’

 ‘Just a bad dream,’ he mumbled, pulling her closer and nestling his nose in the crook of her neck and shoulder. Her freckles on her back visible because of the top she was wearing, counting them in his head to keep his mind at peace.

 ‘Oh, okay. If you want to talk about it?’ She offered, cuddling him back, but Michael just shook his head.

 For a while they just stayed like that, intertwined, enjoying the soft breeze coming through the window, comforting the both of them.

 ‘You know, no matter where I’ll be going or what will happen, I’ll always want you, okay?’

‘Michael, where is this suddenly coming from?’ [Y/N] asked, confused of his sudden words.

 ‘Just, please, promise me you’ll remember that.’

 ‘Okay, I promise,’ she softly whispered. A good whisper, a comforting one. ‘I’ll always want you back too.’

 Those words made Michael smile, the remains of the dream finally nothing like a bad memory, and his mind at peace yet again.

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YOUNGBLOOD x Luke Hemmings

YOUNGBLOOD ; part of the YOUNGBLOOD one shot series. 

Ever had that feeling when you’re walking around, but you’re not aware that you’re actually moving your legs? Like you’re on automatic pilot, losing yourself in your thoughts, not thinking about where you’re going? Just absentmindedly wandering around, and before you know it, you wind up in a club, drinking one drink too much, and a dead feeling in your body.

That’s exactly the state of mind Luke was in, lounging in one of the seats in the VIP area, sipping away his drink, while constantly checking his phone. He was so out of his mind, that he swore he had seen her just a minute ago, swaying away on the dance floor.

So naturally, he immediately tried to call her. Once. Twice. About a hundredth times. Of course, she didn’t pick up her phone. They had been so close once, not like lovers. He had wished for it, still wished for it. He needed her, all of the time.

He had given her everything, but she kept pushing him away, not wanting to see him as more as a ‘good friend’.

 Luke had made the mistake of kissing her. It had felt so good. As if roses had blossomed around them, glitter had burst from their bodies. He knew she had felt it too, but she wouldn’t admit it.

 And that had been the last time Luke had seen her.

 He emptied out the drink into his mouth, stood up, almost fell over but managed to found his balance again, and walked out of the club.

 The fresh night air helped to clear up his mind, but it still was all a blur. He could’ve sworn he heard her voice, but he kept on walking, knowing his drunken mind was deceiving him once again.

 Then, a hand grabbed him by his arm, making him turn around.

 ‘Luke, wait,’ she said, while trying to catch her breath. ‘I … We need to talk.’

 Luke frowned, looking at her, feeling her squeeze his arm.

 ‘Do you want me out of your life? Because I don’t want to hear that again.’ Luke managed to say, trying to push off her hand.

 But she refused to let go, clinging on the him.

 ‘Luke, please –‘ it stung that she called him by name. She used to call him baby, before things got … Complicated. They once had been so happy together. They never had been ‘just friends’. He knew that. But they both didn’t really realize what had been right in front of them. Especially since she had admitted more than once that she had never felt love before.

 ‘Hear me out,’ she tried again.

 ‘No, it’s fine. Go call somebody else baby. I don’t need to hear it anymore. Goodbye.’ Finally he was able to brush off her hand, and started to walk away from her again.

 ‘Then why do you keep calling me, Luke?’ She yelled after him, but he ignored it and kept walking.

 But it didn’t feel like walking at all. It felt like he was crawling, crawling through his misery in the dark of the night. It had been going on for too long, the pushing and pulling game. And she had wanted to start it once again. He had seen it in her eyes that she didn’t really care for him. She only needed him, didn’t want him. There was a big difference.

 So Luke kept walking, crawling, away from her. A last goodbye, still lingering thick in the air.

[lausscribbles]

hello! idk if you do continuous one shots but uhhhh that halloween/dan one really has me emotional and I was wondering if you could do a pt 2?? also if you have a masterlist could you hook a girl up?? thank u

Hi! Wow, I’m probably so late to this, haven’t been on for a while, sorry! Will try to do another one like that, promise! 

And yes, I do have a masterlist! https://lausscribbles.tumblr.com/masterlist 

It’s ordered by fandom, have fun reading! xx

[lausscribbles]

‘I’m a cute psycho killer, isn’t it obvious?’ x Dan Howell

yes, this is a halloween one shot, YES I KNOW IT’S ONLY SEPTEMBER LEAVE ME ALONE. anyway, enjoy xx (side note : Y/F/N = your friend’s name)

You never were a big fan of dress up parties, especially when they were Halloween themed. All the fake blood, open gushing wounds and other way too explicit make-up just made you nauseous. And all the people who decided to be an absolute douche and dress up as a killer clown, didn’t make it any better. But, you never had a choice when it came to whether you’d go or not go to a party. Your best friend, [Y/F/N], just knocked on your door, basically threw an outfit in your face, and dragged you along. (That was one of the reasons you always made sure your phone was on full battery in the evening in the weekends.) Tonight was yet another one of those nights. [Y/F/N] had texted you, saying she would be at your apartment in ten minutes to pick you up for some Halloween party somewhere on the other side of London. And now you had to improvise some sort of Halloween attire. Something that wasn’t too obvious, since you weren’t really about going all out with costumes. So you decided on wearing simple jeans, some boots and a shirt that had an embroidered text on it, saying ‘cute but psycho’. A small bow clip in your hair and some plastic knife with red stains made your outfit complete. But when you saw [Y/F/N]’s outfit, you immediately felt quit underdressed. ‘Oh, c’mon, [Y/N],’ she sighed, rolling her eyes that looked plain white because of the contacts she was wearing. ‘Couldn’t you try a little harder?’ I raised the knife I was holding in my hands, grinning sheepishly. ‘You know I’m not that into Halloween.’ I shrugged, and then looked, a bit disturbed, at the fake blood that covered half of [Y/F/N]’s face. ‘The only thing I like about it is that I can watch ‘Nightmare before Christmas’.’ ‘I really don’t get why we are friends,’ [Y/F/N] sighed, but then smiled, which looked really upsetting because of her ripped mouth. ‘Let’s just go, maybe I can convince you to get some fake blood here and there.’ ‘Not going to happen.’ You smiled at her, taking your phone and keys, and following her outside. You had no clue how someone got away with a house party in a London suburb, but they had made it happen. Loads of people were dressed from head to toe, fake blood was seen on almost every visible body part, and there was a wide range of creepy masks. And, of course, those damn killer clowns. You suddenly wished you had brought a real knife, just to feel a bit safer around the pale faced and red painted lips demons. And the pounding music that seemed to raise your heartbeat even more, didn’t quit help with the whole situation. So, you quickly followed [Y/F/N] inside, avoiding eye contact with everyone while clinging tightly onto your plastic knife, that felt really stupid compared to the really realistic looking torture instruments. Why couldn’t people just dress up as cats and pumpkins like in the good old days? The music only got louder as you got closer to the house, and it seemed almost unbearable once you were inside. But you couldn’t tell if it was really the music, or the nauseous making smell and creepy faces staring at you. (Or that was what they did in your imagination. In reality, they were all laughing, drinking, and dancing. An odd combination with the masks and make-up.) [Y/F/N] handed you a blue cup, smiling. ‘Drink up, I know how nervous you are. And don’t worry, I’m not drinking so we’ll get home safely.’ You smiled thankfully at her and took a careful sip, glad that it was one of your favorite drinks. ‘I’m going to say hi to some people, you’ll be okay?’ You just nodded and smiled again. You’d became pretty good at being alone at parties this big. But this was better than to tag alone with [Y/F/N] and have to go through all the awkward introductions. And she knew you preferred staying behind. With a quick wave, she disappeared in the crowd of dancing costumes. You found a good spot in the kitchen, right next to the snack table, where the music wasn’t too loud. And you didn’t seem to be the only person that was searching for company in food. He was awkwardly shoving a handful of crisps into his mouth, when you made eye contact. He looked to say at least horrified that I had ‘busted’ him, and wanted to say something, but when he opened up his mouth, half of the crisps fell out his mouth again. You tried really hard to not laugh at him, but it was kinda hard not to. ‘I’m sorry,’ you said, apologizing for laughing at his awkward moment. He quickly munched away at the remaining crisps, while walking over to you. ‘That’s okay. Guess we’re in this together huh?’ He grinned, pointing at his ‘outfit’. He was wearing a black jeans, along with a black, long sleeved shirt. ‘Are you dressed as an emo kid?’ You frowned, looking at his hair that clearly once used to be a fringe. ‘I guess,’ he shrugged. ‘And you are?’ ‘A cute psycho killer, duh.’ You said, dangerously swinging your plastic knife around, while pointing at your bow in your hair. ‘Obviously,’ he chuckled. ‘Hi, I’m Dan, the emo kid. And what is your name, cute psycho killer?’ ‘[Y/N],’ you smiled. ‘What’s your excuse for not wearing a costume?’ ‘Partly didn’t get the memo it was supposed to be a dress up kinda thing. Kinda played video games until the last minute and got too lazy to put on something else. You?’ Dan smiled, rolling up his sleeves ‘till they reached his elbows, leaving some left over crumbs of the crisps on his sleeves. ‘I don’t really like Halloween.’ ‘What?!’ Dan said, gasping dramatically. ‘But the Spooky Season is the best season! I’m sorry, but we really can’t be friends.’ ‘Spooky Season?’ You laughed. ‘That sounds way cuter than Halloween really is. I mean, look at the people around you. They all look like they are murdered, or are about to murder someone. That’s not spooky anymore. That’s straight up psycho.’ ‘Says the girl dressed as a ‘cute psycho’.’ Dan grinned, pointing at my bow. ‘Damn, you got me there.’ You laughed. ‘Anyway, if you hate Halloween, why are you here?’ ‘Because my best friend basically drags me to every party. I know what you’re thinking, what a cruel friend, but otherwise she’d go alone, so I’d rather go with her so at least I’m here if she does something stupid.’ ‘That’s actually really nice of you, … For a psycho killer.’ Dan added, laughing. You just roll your eyes and take a big sip of your drink. ‘It doesn’t look like you’re having the best time either.’ You raised an eyebrow at him, and quickly glanced at the dancing crowd, to see if [Y/F/N] had returned yet. ‘Once again, kinda in the same situation.’ Dan smiled, and then looked behind him when someone shouted his name. ‘It looks like my friend is ready to go. But hey, give me your number. Maybe I could convince you that Spooky Season in fact is very fun.’ ‘I’d doubt you could do that, Dan, but I’m willing to give you a chance.’ You laughed, motioning him to give you his phone so you could add your number. ‘I’ll text you,’ Dan said, winking and snapping his fingers at you, in an obvious ironically way, making you laugh. ‘Don’t kill to many people, cute psycho.’ ‘And you don’t cry too much over My Chemical Romance. Watch out, or I will play that one note.’ ‘Nice one,’ Dan laughed, going for another grab in the crisps bowl, waving with his other hand, while walking away. And of course, he stumbled against someone, spilling all the crisps on the floor. You chuckled, while he looked back at you, hoping as if you wouldn’t have seen it. He shrugged and then quickly walked out of the house. ‘Hey! You okay?’ [Y/F/N] stood suddenly in front of you, smiling. ‘Yeah, I’m okay.’ You smiled back at her. ‘What happened?’ She asked, looking suspiciously at you. ‘Nothing special.’ But you couldn’t stop smiling for some silly reason. And when you felt your phone violently vibrating in your pocket, that smile was there to stay. Maybe ‘Spooky Season’ wasn’t that bad after all. If you’d count out the creepy clowns, bloody make-up and masks, and kept in the awkward, tall, emo guys.

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Double Dating for Dummies x Jeff Atkins

requested by anon ;  Can you write one where you are on a double date with Clay and Hannah, your date is Jeff. Originally you went so it wouldn't be awkward for anyone as it is their first date together but turns out it was also a real date too between Jeff and you, which you don't find out till later on when Clay says I told you this double date would help all of us.

You still couldn’t believe you let Hannah talk you in to this. A double date never goes well, that’s basic knowledge for everybody who watches way too many shows and teen drama’s. ‘Why was this a good idea again?’ You ask Hannah, while you look how she runs her hand through her short hair, her eyes focused on her reflection in the mirror. ‘Because you’re helping me out, [Y/N]. I don’t want to mess things up with Clay, and with you there, it will be so less awkward.’ Hannah turned around, smiling at you. ‘Hannah, I’m pretty sure Clay likes you anyway. He did confess that, right? You told me about, twenty times.’ You chuckled. ‘I know, but still. Besides, Clay is bringing along a friend, it will be loads of fun!’ ‘For you two, yeah, still not sure which friend of Clay you’re referring to.’ You had been doubtful about your ‘date’, not sure who to expect. With Clay, you never really knew. However, since he had told Hannah how much he liked her, Hannah had been looking happier. She smiled again, made jokes and messed around with you. It was nice to see her like that again. ‘Don’t worry about it, [Y/N], I’m sure it won’t be that bad,’ Hannah grinned. ‘Besides, you’re doing this for me, so don’t you dare to be too focused on your date.’ She gave you a cheeky wink and then took her phone that buzzed loudly from the table. ‘They’re almost here!’ She announced happily. ‘Oh, joy.’ ‘C’mon, I promise you won’t regret it. Have I told you you’re literally the best?’ ‘Not nearly enough,’ you laughed, ‘but c’mon, let’s go downstairs.’ Just when you got down the stairs, the doorbell rang, announcing Clay’s and your dates arrival. Hannah immediately opened up the door, greeting Clay with giving him a hug. A bit hidden behind Clay, you saw your company for the night. And, it actually wasn’t too bad. Fuck that, you were suddenly glad Clay was friends with him. Jeff’s dark hair was in its usual quiff, his bright white teeth nervously tugging at his bottom lip and his hands pushed into the pockets of his black jeans. He was wearing a grey long sleeved shirt, with three buttons on the top of the shirt, that he hadn’t bothered to button up. ‘Oh, [Y/N], you know Jeff, right?’ Hannah ginned, turning around towards you. She looked very happy with herself, as did Clay. You kinda hated the smug smile on their faces, but couldn’t help but be happy with Jeff standing there. ‘Yeah, hi.’ You smiled, waving a bit awkwardly. Maybe the awkwardness wouldn’t be between Hannah and Clay, but between Jeff and you. ‘Hi, [Y/N].’ Jeff smiled back, pulling his hands out of his jeans pockets. ‘So, you two ready to go? We could go to the movies, and then go to the diner to have a milkshake or something?’ Clay suggested. ‘Sounds great!’ Hannah smiled, and you nodded along. Apparently Jeff was driving, so you were forced to site in the passenger seat next to him, while Hannah and Clay sat in the backseat. The whole drive they were so caught up in their conversation that they barely noticed Jeff and you. ‘They seem pretty close,’ Jeff joked, looking at you and then glancing at the mirror. ‘They do, huh. Makes you wonder why they even want to go on a double date,’ you pointed out. ‘Yeah,’ Jeff said, focusing on the road. ‘So, eh, what kinda movie do you want to see?’ ‘I don’t really have a preference. I like all kinds of movies. As long as it isn’t too romantic, because I’m not sure we’ll survive that with those two with us,’ you joked, pointing towards the backseat. ‘I can only agree with you,’ Jeff grinned. ‘Good thing I picked out a movie. Not sure what it is about, I just went with it because I liked the title.’ ‘And what is the title?’ ‘Don’t remember.’ Jeff confessed, a sheepish smile on his lips, making you laugh out loud. ‘What did I sign up for?’ You said, still laughing.

Turned out you signed up for a night full of laughs with Jeff, about how Hannah and Clay would get stuck together at one point, and how they would have to be together forever. It had actually been a while that you had so much fun, and it did surprise you. Sure, Jeff was pretty nice to look at, but you never knew he was actually a fun guy too. You two had a lot in common, more then you had thought. You barely even noticed the meaningful glances Hannah gave Jeff and you. The movie had been absolutely amazing. Jeff did have a good taste in movies. Now, the four of you were sitting in the diner, enjoying a milkshake while Jeff and you shared a plate of fries. You still were kinda hungry, but didn’t want to admit it. Jeff did notice it anyway, and ordered himself a plate of fries, but ending up sharing it with you. Even though he barely ate any fries. It did warm your heart a bit. ‘So, Jeff,’ Clay started, grinning at Jeff who was seated on the opposite side of the booth. You were sitting right beside Jeff. ‘I think you have to thank me, huh?’ ‘Yeah, thanks,’ Jeff laughed. ‘Wait, I’m not following,’ you added, confused. This date was all about Hannah and Clay, wasn’t it? ‘Jeff wanted to ask you out, but was too afraid, so I came up with the idea of a double date. And I think it worked out pretty good.’ Clay smiled. You frowned, and looked still confused at Jeff. ‘Is that true?’ You asked him. ‘Eh, yeah.’ Jeff admitted, nervously tugging at the sleeves of his shirt. ‘And I thought this was all about Hannah and Clay being awkward around each other.’ You said, a bit flabbergasted that you weren’t aware of this set-up date. ‘Oh, c’mon, have you seen them together?’ Jeff laughed. ‘But hey, doesn’t matter. You, eh, you’re not mad, right?’ ‘Why would I be?’ You smiled. ‘It’s kinda cute.’ You admitted, cheeks starting to get bright red. You quickly looked at the other side of the booth, but Hannah and Clay were tangled up in yet another intriguing conversation. ‘How about a walk?’ Jeff proposed. ‘We’ll be back here to give them a ride home, they won’t even notice we were gone.’ You nodded and slide out of the booth, waiting for Jeff. It was quite a dark night, since the moon was hidden behind the clouds. Luckily it hadn’t cooled down too much. ‘So, it was all a set-up?’ You started, smiling. ‘Yeah, eh, I guess I’m the awkward one here.’ Jeff laughed. ‘You’re really not mad, huh?’ ‘Of course I’m not, as long as we get to do this again, without Hannah and Clay.’ ‘That’s a promise.’ Jeff immediately said. ‘Can’t wait.’ You smiled, looking at him. Turns out that double dates aren’t always trouble and drama. 

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Ruin x Jeremy Gilbert

requested by anon ;  Can you write a one shot were Jeremy and human reader female are on a date Jeremy is your boyfriend and your best friend Enzo tries to ruin your date cause he has feelings for you it causes a huge drama. You still stay with Jeremy you don't see Enzo that way. ; tip : listen to ruin by shawn mendes while reading !! :))

‘I can’t believe you actually took the time to do this for me, for us,’ [Y/N] smiled, looking at the Lockwoord garden, which was decorated with fairy lights and candles. From where they were sitting, they could see the lights reflection in the water, which gave everything a more magical feeling. ‘And you’re sure Tyler doesn’t mind?’ ‘Of course he doesn’t,’ Jeremy laughed, grabbing [Y/N]’s hand over the table, holding hers with his. ‘Besides, he isn’t even home.’ ‘Well, that helps,’ she smiled, still not able to believe Jeremy did all of this. They had been through a rough time lately, and she felt like this was exactly what they needed. ‘Thank you, for this,’ [Y/N] then said. ‘I’d do everything for you, if you don’t know that by now,’ Jeremy joked, standing up from his seat. ‘I’m going to grab our food, I’ll be right back.’ He let go of her hand, quickly giving her a kiss on her lips and then walking towards the Lockwood mansion. [Y/N] looked back at the water, admiring the serenity of it. It was quite the opposite of how her life was at the moment. Not just with Jeremy, but her best friend had been acting so weird lately. He just wasn’t the same, and [Y/N] had no idea what had changed. He refused to talk about it, and every time [Y/N] mentioned his weird behavior, he started to talk about something else. She wished that - ‘Hello, gorgeous.’ ‘Enzo,’ [Y/N] immediately turned around as soon as she heard him, interrupting her thoughts. She grabbed the side of the table and quickly stood up, the napkin she had already placed on her lap falling on the ground. ‘What are you doing here?’ ‘Damon told me you were here.’ ‘Of course he did,’ she mumbled, softly shaking her head. ‘But that doesn’t answer my question. Why are you here?’ ‘I need to talk to you,’ he said, slowly walking towards her. ‘And you need to talk to me right now? This can’t wait until tomorrow?’ [Y/N] was starting to get a bit impatient, wanting to know why he was crashing her date with her boyfriend. ‘No, this absolutely can’t wait, you see, I … [Y/N], I really –‘ ‘What are you doing here?’ Jeremy said, walking from behind Enzo with two plates in his hands. He quickly placed the plates on the table and softly pushed [Y/N] a bit behind him, as if he was protecting her with his body as a shield. ‘Jeremy, he won’t –‘ But it was useless. Jeremy still could barely stand vampires, even when they were his girlfriend best friend. ‘Can you just go away? We’re trying to have a date here.’ ‘Look, mate, I’m just trying to talk to [Y/N].’ ‘You can do that another time.’ Jeremy said, and [Y/N] saw how he tightened his arm muscles, as if he wasn’t buff enough to start with. ‘Jeremy, please –‘ ‘No, [Y/N], he’s just here to ruin things.’ ‘I’m absolutely not here to ruin things. I just want [Y/N] to be happy, and I feel like you’re not the right person for that.’ Enzo said, with a calm voice. ‘Enzo?’ [Y/N] said, confused. She took a step towards Enzo, by-passing Jeremy, so she could look him into his eyes. ‘[Y/N], listen, I … I really like you. In fact, I believe that I’m in love with you. And I need you to know.’ ‘Okay, you’re going way too far now. You –‘ ‘Jeremy, let him talk, please,’ [Y/N] pleaded, looking at Jeremy. And he just looked at her in utter awe, surprised by her words. ‘Fine.’ He muttered, crossing his arms, signaling he wasn’t okay with the situation. ‘Don’t you even think how we could be together? Like I said, I’m not trying to ruin anything here, but I see how miserable you were, how he made you feel. I would never leave you and put you in such danger. And you know he would do it again, without thinking about it.’ ‘That’ not tr-‘ ‘Enzo, I …’ [Y/N] took a deep breath, looking at her best friend, who had just poured out his heart. ‘I really care about you, but not like that. You’re my best friend. And … I love Jeremy. He does care about me, unlike you say. I actually was never in danger, and you know that too because you were right there. I’m so sorry, but I … We can never be more than friends, Enzo.’ ‘Oh, okay.’ Enzo said softly, his shoulders sloping down and heartbreak almost visible in his eyes. ‘I …’ ‘I’m really sorry,’ [Y/N] said again. ‘It’s okay.’ Enzo forced a smile on his face. ‘I guess I’ll go now then. Sorry for interrupting. Have a good night, love.’ He gave [Y/N] one more smile, and then ran off, his body becoming one big blur. ‘That sure was something.’ Jeremy mumbled. ‘Almost thought I’d lose you.’ [Y/N] turned around to Jeremy and smiled. ‘I could never leave you.’ She said, walking towards him again. Jeremy placed his arms around her, pulling her in for a hug. ‘I love you, I really do.’ ‘I love you too,’ Jeremy said, softly kissing the top of her head. ‘Now let’s enjoy what’s left of our night, and forget about what just happened for a bit.’ ‘I’ll try,’ [Y/N] said softly. ‘But I want to enjoy every moment with you.’ ‘In that case, dinner is served, my lady,’ Jeremy smiled, letting go of her and waving his arm towards the table, as if their date started right then and there, trying to forget what happened before and just enjoying each other’s company with the flickering lights in the background.

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Tvd or to story any time soon ?

Yes! :) i'm hoping to post it in the next few days.

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I would like x Peter Hale

Hi, here’s another one shot I’ve written a while ago, because exams are killing me ahaha. Hope you enjoy! xx based on I would like by Zara Larsson. 

‘[Y/N], seriously, stop looking at Peter,’ Malia hissed at her. ‘He’s my dad, it’s kinda creepy.’ ‘It’s not my fault your dad is hot,’ [Y/N] whispered back, grinning. Malia growled, making Scott look up. ‘Hey, you two, shut it, all right! We have bigger things to worry about now.’ Scott said, almost in a scolding tone. Both [Y/N] and Malia rolled their eyes at him, but they did shut up. [Y/N] however, didn’t stop looking at Peter. It wasn’t that creepy, since [Y/N] was older then Malia. She had already graduated from Beacon Hills High a while ago, making her the oldest member of Scott’s pack. Most of the time it was a bit annoying because [Y/N] couldn’t just burst into Beacon Hills High whenever something happened there, but she always managed. [Y/N] was back at staring at Peter, basically drooling over his muscled arms. Peter looked up, locking eyes with [Y/N] , making her weak in her knees. She quickly grabbed on to the wooden table, making Peter grin and winking at her. He knew exactly what he was doing, and he enjoyed it. [Y/N] had no idea what Scott was talking about, and apparently he knew that too. ‘ [Y/N] !’ He yelled. ‘We’re trying to save lives here!’ ‘Focus, please,’ Lydia sighed, snapping her fingers. ‘Can you two,’ Stiles pointed towards [Y/N] and Peter, ‘please stop having eye-sex. It’s making us very uncomfortable.’ Peter laughed, looking at [Y/N] again. ‘ [Y/N] , I’m serious, if you can’t do this, then just go. There’s the door.’ Stiles pointed towards the door of the bunker. ‘Fine.’ [Y/N] rolled her eyes and walked out, without any explanation. They surely could handle it without her. [Y/N] crossed her arms, while she walked out of the underground tunnels. ‘ [Y/N] , wait up!’ She quickly turned around, and saw Peter running towards her. ‘Shouldn’t you be in the meeting with Scott?’ ‘Yes, but they all don’t like me anyways.’ ‘That’s true.’ [Y/N] laughed, waiting for Peter to catch up so they could walk together. ‘So, eye-sex, huh?’ Peter grinned. ‘Oh shut up, Stiles doesn’t know what he’s talking about.’ [Y/N] quickly said, trying to hide her red cheeks by looking the other way. ‘Sure, if that’s what you want to think.’ Peter was quiet for a bit. ‘But I think differently about it.’ [Y/N] quickly looked up, not sure what to think or feel. ‘I think that Scott is trying to … Contain you. I feel like you’re actually a very bad person, you know. But you just hide your bad behavior.’ ‘If that’s what you want to think,’ [Y/N] grinned. ‘But I think differently about it.’ ‘Using my own words against myself, very smart.’ Peter said, cornering [Y/N] against the wall, placing both of his hands against the wall, right next to her head. ‘You can’t deny that we both feel the same, and we both know where this is going to end.’ Peter whispered, making [Y/N] a shiver go through her whole body. ‘I hope we feel the same,’ [Y/N] whispered back. ‘Because I don’t think I can’t help myself any longer. It’s human nature.’ ‘Too bad we’re both not really human, Love.’ ‘Whatever,’ She grinned, pulling Peter closer against her body by tugging at his white shirt. ‘Animal instinct then if you like that better.’ She mumbled. ‘As long as we’re on the same page.’ Peter said back, before crashing his lips onto hers. Soft moans came from both of their mouths, and hands were all over their bodies. ‘Maybe,’ Peter said, taking a breath for a moment, but not hovering away too far from [Y/N]. ‘we should take this somewhere else. Some people here can hear a bit too good.’ ‘You mean Malia,’ [Y/N] laughed. ‘I mean all of them.’ Peter grinned. He placed one last kiss on her lips, before they headed out of the tunnels. ‘I can’t believe we’re doing this,’ [Y/N] said, while they were running through the woods. ‘Malia is going to kill me.’ ‘What she doesn’t know, won’t hurt. Now, shush, and let me take you with me.’ [Y/N] couldn’t say no to that.

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‘Put that candy back where it came from’ x Stiles Stilinski

A/N ; since I’ll be busy for a few weeks with school, I won’t be able to write any requests. But, I do have some one shots I’ve written a while back. Hope you enjoy these in the mean time :) xx

bases upon following prompt : Imagine Person A is taking Person B out for a movie and wants to smuggle some candy into the theatre. Person B is completely horrified and refuses to be apart of such a horrible crime.

‘Stiles? Are you ready to go?’ [Y/N] yelled at him from the door. They had been hanging out at his house, when Stiles asked [Y/N] if she wanted to go see a movie. Of course she agreed, since they both wanted to see the movie, and going together would only make it better. ‘Yeah, just a sec!’ He said back, a bit muffled. ‘What the hell are you doing there?’ [Y/N] sighed, starting to walk towards the kitchen, but Stiles walked towards her halfway through. ‘I’m ready!’ He smiled, making [Y/N] suspicious. ‘Eh, okay, why are you smiling like that?’ ‘Nothing, I’m just very happy, let’s go!’ Stiles said, softly pushing [Y/N] towards the door, while holding his coat closed with his free hand. [Y/N] decided to not worry about it, and just let him be. Stiles could be … Weird sometimes. In Stiles’ car, [Y/N] tried to get the radio to work, but unfortunately, it was kind of a lost cause. Stiles, on the other hand, was sure he could fix it, and started to slam the radio with his right hand, while holding the steering wheel with his left, almost driving them straight into a river. If it hadn’t been for [Y/N]  who could push the steering wheel to the other side. She then forbid Stiles to even look at the radio. Eventually, they arrived safely at the theater. Stiles bought them two tickets to see the movie, but when [Y/N] was walking towards the shop where they sold food and drinks, he stopped her. ‘Don’t tell me you don’t want anything to eat for during the movie,’ [Y/N]  asked, raising an eyebrow. ‘Of course I do!’ Stiles grinned, while pulling [Y/N] closer, and then whispered. ‘But I got all the goods in here.’ He opened up his jacket just a bit, so [Y/N] could see all the candy he had stuffed inside. ‘Oh God, are you serious?’ [Y/N] looked at him, her eyes big. ‘No, just, no!’ She tugged at his jacket so it was safely closed. ‘You don’t do that!’ ‘Why not? The food here is ridiculously expensive! Why would we buy any if we got perfectly good candy at home that we can bring along?’ Stiles said, pouting a bit. ‘It’s so wrong! I refuse to sit next to you while you eat your criminal candy.’ ‘Criminal? Okay, now you are being ridiculous! It’s just candy, see –‘ he started to open up his jacket again, but [Y/N] closed it once again. ‘Put that candy back where it came from, and never let it see the horrible lights of this theatre.’ [Y/N] said in a threatening voice. Stiles sighed, but zipped up his jacket, making him all puffed up. [Y/N] tried really hard to not laugh, but she couldn’t help it. Stiles looked adorable, even with his illegal candy. ‘That’s better,’ she smiled, holding in a laugh, and patted one of the puffed up places. ‘Don’t!’ Stiles whispered. ‘That’s where the chips are.’ They walked towards the food court, bought some popcorn and some drinks, and then walked to the hall where their movie was playing. Stiles did get some suspicious looks from a few workers, but they all didn’t bother to say anything. Probably because they were holding a bucket of popcorn. They took a seat, and Stiles couldn’t take off his jacket, since all his candy would fall out. ‘Just so you know, the chocolate I brought is melting in there. And Olaf did learn me that some people are worth melting for, but this chocolate died for nothing, [Y/N] .’ Stiles blamed her, giving her a look. [Y/N] looked back at him, sighed and gave in. ‘Fine, fine. Eat the chocolate.’ ‘I love you,’ Stiles grinned, giving her a kiss on the lips and then slowly pulling down his zipper so he could reach down with his hand and grab the chocolate. Stiles offered [Y/N] a piece, who refused at first, but then had to give in since it was her favorite chocolate. ‘You’re such a bad influence on me,’ she mumbled, while chewing on her chocolate. ‘Don’t be dramatic,’ Stiles grinned. ‘Just enjoy the illegal chocolate.’

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Fake Happy x Bellamy Blake

requested by anon ; Hi J) I have a bellamy oneshot request: reader has parents who doesn’t love her and abuse her (you doesn’t have to describe it, if you doesn’t want to). Bellamy know about it, but doesn’t know what to do. One day they meet and he sees bruises and maybe reader is crying. He is worried and goes together with reader to pack her things so she can live with him from now on. Aurora is really nice to her and reader meets octavia. A happy ending for them and a lot of fluff & worried bellamy pls. Thanks! Xoxo ; listen to the song ‘Fake Happy’ by Paramore while reading c:

It wasn’t the first time Bellamy saw [Y/N] with red eyes, clearly because she had been crying, trying to hide it from all the others by faking a smile. But he saw what was going on. He knew about her parents who blamed her for everything, and not only verbally but also physically made her feel that. She covered up her bruises by wearing long sleeved shirts, but Bellamy saw her cringe a bit every time somebody touched her arm. Bellamy simply didn’t know what to do. What if he was wrong and nothing was going on? He would make a fool of himself and accuse someone of abuse, which could lead to him being floated. But when he saw her running through the halls, her arms clenched against her body, and tears rolling down her face, he was sure. Bellamy quickly looked around, to make sure nobody was around, and followed [Y/N]. She was running towards one of the less crowded hallways in the south of the Ark. When she disappeared behind a door, Bellamy wasn’t sure if he should follow her or not. It would be kinda weird since they never had a conversation. They just saw each other in the hallways, and since there wasn’t much left of humanity, everybody basically knew everybody. He heard a loud ‘bang’, and that pushed him over the ledge to open up the door with his keycard. Being a janitor and having access to all departments had it’s perks. ‘[Y/N]?’ Bellamy carefully said. As soon as he had said her name, he saw her sitting against one of the walls of the room, her knees against her body, her face hidden in the space between. She didn’t even look up, so Bellamy wasn’t sure what to do. He looked around the room, it seemed to be one of the extra classrooms. ‘[Y/N]?’ He said again, walking over to her. ‘Hey, are you okay?’ She looked up, while Bellamy kneeled in front of her, looking into her eyes, worry written all over his face. And then he noticed the big blue bruise on the side of her face, the shape of a hand clearly visible. ‘Who did that?’ Bellamy immediately asked, slowly pointing at the bruise. ‘Nobody,’ [Y/N] quickly said, placing her hand over the bruise, while looking down. ‘It’s nothing.’ She whispered. ‘[Y/N], don’t do that. Don’t lie. I know what’s going on.’ Bellamy slowly took her hand away from her cheek, while looking [Y/N] into her eyes. ‘You don’t know anything,’ she whispered back, looking at the ground as if she was too ashamed to even look at Bellamy. ‘Your parents did this, right?’ He decided to just ask her. He wouldn’t care if he got floated for accusing somebody of abuse. He’d rather be floated then that [Y/N] would get no help while she needed it. She seemed to hesitate, but then slowly nodded. ‘For how long?’ ‘As long as I can remember.’ Her tears had dried, but her eyes still were red. ‘But, why?’ Bellamy frowned, looking at her. ‘They just don’t love me. And don’t care about me. They blame me for not being useful, saying they’d rather had a son and not a daughter. Whatever I do, it’s the wrong thing.’ It seemed that she wasn’t out of tears yet, since they started to stream down her face again. ‘That’s just … I have no words for this … [Y/N], you can’t go back to them.’ Bellamy whispered, spreading out his arms and carefully hugging her, as if he was afraid to break her even more. ‘I have nowhere else to go, Bellamy,’ She sounded a bit muffled since her face was hidden in Bellamy’s shirt. ‘You can come with me.’ [Y/N] leaned back to look at Bellamy when he said those words. She looked surprised. ‘I can’t do that,’ She said, shaking her head, and then quickly wiping her hands across her face to get rid of the tears. ‘That’s so sweet of you, but why would you even care?’ ‘Why wouldn’t I? [Y/N], you’re being hurt, emotionally and physically. And now that I know, I can’t just let you go back to them! You can come with me. My mom and I will take care of you, and you won’t ever have to see your parents again. You deserve better, [Y/N].’ She looked at him, speechless. ‘I … I can’t ask you to take me in,’ She whispered. ‘Well, you’re not asking me. I’m asking you to move in with us. Besides, my sister would love to have someone from her age around.’ Bellamy smiled at [Y/N]. ‘Wait, sister?’ ‘Yes, Octavia. But you can’t tell anyone.’ Bellamy still smiled, hoping he was doing this for her own good. ‘I promise.’ She smiled back at him, through her tears. ‘Come here.’ Bellamy opened his arms again and gave her another hug, softly kissing the top of her head. ‘You won’t ever have to go back, I promise you that.’ When they arrived at the Blake’s room, Aurora immediately loved [Y/N]. Bellamy quickly told her what had happened, and she promised to take care of [Y/N], for as long as she needed it. Like Bellamy had said, Octavia loved it to have another girl around from her age, and was so excited to hear her stories from the Ark. Bellamy had looked at the three girls with a smile on his face, knowing he did a good thing to bring [Y/N] here. And when she looked over at him, with sparkles in her eyes and a genuine smile on her face, he was even more sure.  

[lausscribbles]

Which stories will you be working on next?

Hi! You mean one shots, right? Because I have no clue haha! Most of the times I write one that I feel like writing. Atm, I'm too busy with studying for exams, but I'm going to try to write something tonight! And it's probably going to be one of the many Bellamy requests I have :)

[lausscribbles]

Do you wrote smut if not would you write something with heavy wording but not it be smut

Hey! I tend to avoid writing smut, since I'm so bad and cringey at it. And it makes me uncomfortable to write it, so sorry I think I can not help you with your request :/.