IM FUCKING DEAD RIP

IM FUCKING DEAD RIP

I think next thursday is gonna be the best day of my entire life tbh

You halfway through Dinner w/ parents when she says "Daddy can you pass the yams"...

Out of instinct you reach for it the same time her pops do…sooo now her dad looking at you like..

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 in which you wish you and taehyung could go back to the way things were when you first got married, back before he started cheating on you.

𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 cheater!taehyung x reader

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 mentions of smut, angst, strong language, cheating

𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 this is my first ever blurb, or writing ever on here so please don’t judge. this is based off the lyrics to ariana grande’s song ‘honeymoon avenue’

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the first time it supposedly happened, he dismissed it as a rumor his fans had started in spite of the recent news of you being pregnant.

you, being the amazing wife you were, believed his every word.

the second time it happened, it was a different girl. a girl from some rookie group. he always told you how much he loved giving the rookies advice on the idol world. something you could never relate to.

now you see that he liked to give them more than just advice.

his excuse that time? you had just given birth to his second child and he missed the sex.

you, being the amazing wife you were, forgave him and moved on.

until tonight.

park jimin, your absolute best friend — thanks to your wonderful husband for introducing you two, had caught on to tae the first time and ever since then, he’s been your personal spy.

he loved taehyung like a brother, but he most certainly did not condone the behavior he displayed right in front of his group’s eyes. everyone in the group had known from the beginning how great of a player your husband was.

so when jimin had sent you a video of that same rookie walking into the bighit building, accompanied by your husband, and father of your children, you weren’t even surprised. the first thing you did when you saw their hands interlocked together was grab taehyung’s suitcase and shove as much stuff as you could into there. not caring how many designer things he cherished would get crumpled or ruined.

presently, you were sat on one side of the couch and he was sat on the opposite end, looking as guilty as ever as he fiddled with the rings accompanying his fingers.

not one of them being his wedding ring.

“how long?” you asked, keeping your eyes trained on the floor as your arms draped around your legs, holding them up against your chest.

“two months.” his voice sounded strained and you could feel his gaze on you as you were silent for a couple minutes, really basking in the fact that he was doing this for a while now.

you didn’t have words, so you just laughed. it probably looked and sounded ridiculous considering the situation, but you didn’t care. you were the victim here and however you took it was your choice.

“no excuses now, huh?” you poke your tongue in your cheek and meet his gaze, a petty kind of smirk on your face.

“babe-”

you cut him off, “while i was here, taking care of your children when i could have been out chasing my dreams, just like you...you were sticking your cock in some rookie bitch, trying to catch a nut wherever you could since i’m not good enough for you anymore.”

you hadn’t even known you were crying until you were done speaking, but you didn’t tear your gaze away or move another limb as you stared eye to eye with your husband.

he licked his lips and swallowed thickly, the sound honestly making you want to slap him. “i’m sorry.” is all he says. that makes you scoff and you turn your attention back in front of you, too angered to look at him anymore.

“i’m sorry.” you mock his deep, pitiful voice and shake your head. “honestly, where the fuck did we go wrong?” you rhetorically ask. “why can’t we just go back to the way things were?”

he keeps his gaze on you, unsure himself as to what to say. it’s quiet for a couple minutes, making both of you equally anxious as you dread your next words. the words that would change yours and your kids lives forever. words that no wife should or wants to say to her husband. but you remember how terrible taehyung treated you this whole time he was fucking that girl behind your back and coming home the same night to tell you that he loved you before he went to sleep, and you turn to face him fully.

and you being the amazing wife you are,

“i want a divorce.”

You

Pairing: Luke Hemmings x Reader 

Warnings: None 

Word Count: no idea

Summary: FLUFF and maybe kind of sad

A/N: Based off this little post of mine. I wrote this for a friend so sorry it’s not got y/n in it

To say this week had been bad would be an understatement. It was beyond bad, you’d honestly say it was the worst week of your life so far. It had started out with you forgetting to put your work uniform in the dryer Sunday, so come Monday morning you were met with a damp and slightly musty uniform. That in turn had caused you to be late to work that morning. Then on Wednesday you couldn’t seem to get anything right, forgetting what food went to what table, dropping more than one plate of food, and to top it all off you got horrible tips. Friday was just the cherry on top of your shitty of a week sundae. As you came in for your shift, which was the shittiest one, closing shift, your boss called you to the back only to tell you that you were fired. No explanation other than that you were no longer employed there. You weren’t really that upset about getting fired because to be honest the job sucked, but it really didn’t help your already shitty week. All you really wanted to do was be at home, cuddled up with Luke on the couch. Entering the front door the sound of a soft melody filled your ears. Kicking off your shoes you made your way to the back of the house. Luke’s grand piano was sat in the middle of the room. He didn’t see you enter the room and take a seat on the couch near the piano. There was something about watching Luke play piano or sing that instantly calmed you. The way his fingers danced across the keys or how his curls fell around his face and he’d blow them out of the way. He soon noticed you were sitting there admiring him and a smile made it’s way onto his face. 

“Hey baby.” Luke said, still continuing to play some kind of soft melody. You smiled at him, not wanting him to stop for a conversation. But Luke knew you too well and his fingers stopped pressing the keys. “Cale, what’s wrong?” He abandoned the piano stool and sat down next to you on the couch. Arms already finding their way around you.

“Had a shitty week and got fired today,” Luke went to say something but you continued before he could finish. “but it’s whatever. It was a shit job anyways and I really just want to sit here and watch my favorite boy do what he loves.” Luke pressed his lips against your temple, his thumb tracing small circles onto your arm.

“I’d play you a whole concert if that’s what would make you happy.” Luke said, sitting back down at the piano. “Any requests?”

“Play anything you want.”

He began to play some sort of tune and then came the lyrics, lyrics that put the biggest smile in your face.

I’ve got a girlfriend

She’s really pretty

Her name is Cale

She’s not a vegetable though

Her smile lights up my world

I love her a lot

Like a lot

And this is my song for my caleijah

“I really like that one, is it going on the next album?” You asked, feeling better already.

“Oh yeah, but only on the target edition.” He said, giggling.

“Well i guess it’s gonna be one of your best songs then.” You said, heading towards the piano. His hands wrapped around your waist, bringing you close to him. Your hands went to his curls, out of habit.

“I already have my best song written for the next album, and it’s called You.”

TRAYVON MARTIN (Walking home with iced tea and Skittles. Shot by George Zimmerman, who was found NOT GUILTY)

KEITH SCOTT (Sitting in car, reading. Shot by police officer, who was NOT CHARGED)

ATATIANA JEFFERSON (Looking out her window, shot by police officer, who is STILL UNDER INDICTMENT for murder)

JONATHAN FERRELL (Asking for help after auto accident. Shot twelve times by police, case ended in MISTRIAL)

JORDAN EDWARDS (Riding in a car. Shot in the back of the head by police officer, who was found GUILTY of murder ⭐)

STEPHON CLARK (Holdng a cel phone. Shot 8 times, 6 in the back. Officers NOT CHARGED)

AMADOU DIALLO (While taking out wallet, officers fired 41 shots by four officers, who were all ACQUITTED)

RENISHA MCBRIDE (Auto accident, knocked on door for help. Homeowner was found GUILTY of second-degree murder ⭐)

TAMIR RICE (Playing with toy gun, shot by police officer arriving on scene. Officer was NOT CHARGED)

SEAN BELL (Hosting a bachelor party, 50 rounds fired by police officers, who were found NOT GUILTY of charges)

WALTER SCOTT (Pulled over for brake light, shot in the back by police officer, who pleaded GUILTY to CIVIL RIGHTS VIOLATIONS *NOT* MURDER)

PHILANDO CASTILE (Pulled over in car, told officer he had a legally registered weapon in car. Officer ACQUITTED of all charges)

AIYANA JONES (Sleeping, accidentally shot by officer in a raid on wrong apartment. Officer CLEARED OF ALL CHARGES)

TERRENCE CRUTCHER (Disabled vehicle, shot by police officer, who was found NOT GUILTY of manslaughter.)

ALTON STERLING (Selling CDs, shot at close range while being arrested. NO CHARGES FILED)

FREDDIE GRAY (Beaten to death by officers while being transported in police van. All officers involved were ACQUITTED)

JOHN CRAWFORD (Shopping at WalMart, holding a BB gun on sale, police officer was NOT CHARGED)

MICHAEL BROWN (Shot by twelve times by officer, including in the back. NO CHARGES FILED)

JORDAN DAVIS (Killed because he was playing loud music. Shooter found GUILTY of first-degree murder ⭐)

SANDRA BLAND (Pulled over for traffic ticket, tasered and arrested. SUSPICIOUS SUICIDE while in jail. NO CHARGES)

AHMAUD AUBREY (Jogging, shot by two men who claimed they suspected him of burglaries. Both men charged with murder and aggravated assault ⭐)

BOTHAM JEAN (Shot at home, which police officer mistook for her own. Officer found GUILTY of murder ⭐)

OSCAR GRANT (Handcuffed and face-down, officer shot him in the back. Officer found GUILTY of involuntary manslaughter ⭐)

COREY JONES (Waiting by his disabled vehicle, was shot three times by police officer, who was found GUILTY of murder ⭐)

Remember them all. ✊🏻✊🏽✊🏾✊🏿

Also note, these are only the stories caught by the media and/or on video.