Flashlight

Flashlight

Summary: You and Calum have been best friends for as long as you can remember and flashing the light of your rooms has become a signal that you need each other. ((this is a long one guys but I’ve been inactive for like a year so see it as a big comeback lol))

You’re 5 years old and the light flashes twice. You’re already in bed, but not yet asleep, and the flashing lights pull you out of bed and towards the window like an invisible cord. On the opposite side of your window is another window, one belonging to your neighbor. The houses are close together, in your street, and you see the familiar boy standing in front of his window.

“Did you flash the light?” you ask.

“Yes,” Calum answers. “I need to tell you a secret, but you have to promise you won’t laugh.”

You and Calum have been living next to each other your whole lives, and he’s always been your friend. You don’t even remember how you met; you assume you were just babies, because your mom is such good friends with his mom. You just know he’s always been there, and he’s always been nice to you, even though he teases his sister all the time, and surely that grants him the one wish of you not laughing.

“Okay.” “I think there’s a monster in my room.” You notice his voice is shaky.

You frown. “Well, I can’t help you with that. Go tell your mommy and daddy. They can beat it up.” Because at 5 years old, you didn’t think there was any problem out there that couldn’t be fixed by parents.

“I already told them,” Calum says, sounding a bit annoyed with you. As if it’s your fault there’s a monster in his room. “They don’t believe me. They say I just need to go to sleep. But if I go to sleep, the monster could eat me!”

“Leave the lights on,” you offer him. “Monsters don’t like light.” You don’t know if that’s an actual fact, but you’re sure you saw it in a cartoon once.

“Mom would be mad if I left the light on.” Sure enough, Calum’s room, behind him, is dark. After flashing the light, he turned it back off.

You yawn. “I don’t know what I’m supposed to do about it, then.” It’s late, and you just wanna go to bed. Calum never wants to go to bed; you know that, because he always throws a tantrum when his mom tells him it’s bed time. But you like sleeping, because it lets the dreams into your head.

“Come sleep with me.” You look up in surprise, but Calum looks completely serious. “You can come over Mali’s way.”

There’s a plank of wood between your roof and Calum’s. Mali-Koa, his sister, always uses it to sneak over to your house and talk to your sister, Natalie. They’re best friends, just like you and Calum. But you’ve never used the plank, cause you’d have to climb out of your window first, and that seems scary.

You sigh. But he is your best friend. And Natalie once told you that best friends do everything for each other, so you can’t really say no. Very carefully, you swing your leg out of the window.

“Don’t be scared,” says Calum, and you shoot him an angry look.

“You’re the one that’s scared of monsters!”

He doesn’t say anything after that, and just watches you as you slowly but steadily make your way out of your house and onto the plank. As soon as you reach his window, his tiny hands wrap around your arms and help you into his room.

You’re not scared of monsters. You know that if the monster really was dangerous, one of your cartoon hero’s would come to save you. But you’re still a little nervous, so you quickly jump onto the bed.

Everyone knows monsters that live under beds can’t come out from under them.

Calum joins you, a content look on your face. “You know,” he says, “I won’t forget this. You’re gonna be my best friend forever and ever.”

“Yeah,” you smile, “forever and ever.” And you close your eyes.

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You’re 7 years old and the light flashes twice. Normally it’s Calum using the emergency call, but this time you have no other option. All you can do is hope he’ll answer.

He does; within seconds he appears in front of his window and opens it. It’s raining, tonight, big droplets of water crashing down onto your roofs.

“What’s wrong?” he says with a worried tone in his voice, when he sees you. You’ve been crying, and your eyes are red and your face is blotched and you can barely get the words out of your mouth.

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Pen Pals - Hogwarts!Calum

If you went to hogwarts it was required for you to use quill and parchment, which wasn’t that big of a deal despite the constant dipping and the feather getting in your face at times. But being muggle born, you couldn’t dump everything muggle for everything wizard. So when studying for your N.E.W.T.S. you couldn’t help but use a pen and notebook when in your Ravenclaw common room or the library.

Currently, you were scribbling spells and potion recipes in one of the many notebooks you had brought in the library, books opened, closed, and stacked all around you. You didn’t pay much attention to the other students around you, whispering and such, but when the library door opened with a loud bang you quickly looked up, your pen stopping. Calum Hood, the captain of the Gryffindor quidditch team and a few of his friends had come in. You saw Michael Clifford beside him, captain of the Slytherin quidditch team, laughing and joking with him. As they made their way to one of the large book shelves you looked down, continuing your note taking.

About 15 minutes or so later the rambunctious group had made its way over to where you were sitting in the library. You had glanced at them, Calum had seemed to be focused, pulling out books and sighing, moving to the next one whilst the previous put itself away. Michael was following him, mumbling a few things here and there whilst the others joked between themselves.

Closing your current book and pushing it to the side, you picked up the other in the stack, flipping through the worn pages silently, chewing on the end of your pen. “I can’t find it!” You looked up to see Calum with his arms crossed angrily, facing Michael. Michael’s back was to you, Calum facing your direction. Michael mumbled something you couldn’t hear properly and you looked back down to your book, finding the correct potion.

“Excuse me?”

Glancing up, your pen in your mouth, you saw Calum standing next to your table, eyes focused on your pen. “Y-Yes?” Dropping the pen from your mouth, you could feel your cheeks burn in embarrassment.

“Well, I did come over here to ask you where I could find a certain potion book but- what is that?” His eyebrows were scrunched together, pointing at the object on your hand.

“This? You don’t kn- Oh! You must be a pure blood.” You lifted your pen, glancing at it. “It’s a pen, it’s kinda like a quill that doesn’t need to be dipped into ink repeatedly.” You had explained, flipping to an empty page in your notebook and scribbling down on the paper as demonstration. Offering the pen to him, you saw his eyes fill with amazement as he scribbled different things on the page.

“This is incredible!” He grinned, looking up at you.

“Would you like one? I have so many.” Reaching into your robe, you pulled out another black pen, a blue, red, and green pen. “Which color?”

He eyed the four pens, glancing at your robes before plucking the blue pen from your hands. “Thank you.”

You nodded, putting the pens back in your robe. “Do you still need help with that one book or are you fine?”

“Oh, no. I’ll come back for it tomorrow or something. Thank you for the… pen.”

With a last goodbye, he jogged over to his friends, showing them the odd object you had given him.

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It had been almost a week since Calum had gotten the pen from you and Calum wouldn’t leave anywhere without it. Michael had told him to just talk to you or something. But Michael didn’t seem to understand that it was nearly impossible to find you. He hadn’t gotten your name and the only thing he could go was based off your appearance. He asked around but came up short. So all he had was the blue pen and your smile in his brain.

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It was almost two weeks since you had given Calum the pen and you couldn’t stop thinking of him. You knew it was hopeless because Calum was a quidditch captain from a different house that everyone knew of, but you could help thinking about him and his smile. A dopey smile was on your face as you made your way to the lake, going to the familiar tree. You sat under the tree, scribbling in one of your notebooks with the thought of Calum fresh in your mind.

It was around this time that quidditch teams would walk back from practice, before the pen incident you would see Calum and his team walk back and pass you and your tree into the school. But today was not one of those days. Today you saw the Slytherin team walking back. You watched a few before clicking your pen and looking down at your notebook.

“Hey, is that a pen?”

Looking up you saw Michael in his quidditch padding, a broom in his hand pointing down at your hand. “Wha- Uh yeah..”

“Okay, come with me?” He held out his hand to which you took and silently followed him through the halls of the school. Soon enough you realized you were headed to the Gryffindor common room. Somehow, Michael had gotten the password, most likely from Calum, and had pulled you inside.

Once in the common room you saw Calum sitting on one of the sofas, the blue pen you had given him between his fingers. Michael cleared his throat, pushing you towards Calum. And with that, Michael left, leaving you and Calum alone.

“Uh…hi.” You smiled at him, sitting next to him on the sofa. “Hey, I..uh..I never got your name?”

“Y/N.”

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I just love Calum and Harry potter so yeah here’s this for @0kbutmichaelclifford ’s hogwarts!5sos blurb night :-)

Congratulations. You Were Right.

Can I request something angsty with Jinyoung of GOT7 but with a happy ending please

Here you go, anon! I hope you like it!!

Genre: College!AU, Angst to Fluff

Pairing: Jinyoung x You

By Admin B

Warning: Mention of drug use.

“What, you’re not even going to tell me to make good choices?” you asked bitterly as you were halfway out the door.

“No,” Jinyoung replied shortly. “I doubt it would have any effect if I did.”

The urge to roll your eyes was too strong to resist, but thankfully, Jinyoung wasn’t currently looking at you so you gave in. If he’d seen you rolling your eyes, he surely would’ve lost it.

And by ‘lost it’ you meant he would’ve gone utterly silent and not spoken to you for at least a day.

“Fine,” you sneered. “See you later, I guess.”

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Redamancy

➳ a/n: idk if this is the end of my hiatus or not, but I started writing this and I ended up finishing it. not sure when I’ll be updating anything else, but I’m enjoying writing this atm so will probably update the second part of this next- will be a miniseries, not sure how many parts. also, please don’t send me hate, just keep it to yourself, because it’s honestly so hurtful and it makes me so unmotivated to write and just puts me down in general. thank you for being patient with me ~ admin m x 

(this also hasn’t been proofread)

➳ pairing: jimin x reader

➳ genre: college!au, angst, smut, fluff (all, as per)

➳ word count: 5.2k

warnings: drinking, fingering, oral, unprotected sex

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“Y/N, I’m gay.”

Your heart falls to the pit of your stomach all of a sudden, and it churns there till you feel a bit sick. What?

“I wanted you to hear it from me first.” Your best friend takes a deep breath, “So I just thought I’d say it. I’d just do it. I’m gay. I’m one hundred and ten percent gay. Entirely.”

You feel the tears stinging at your eyes, but you couldn’t possibly cry in heartbreak after your best friend, and the man you’ve loved for nearly eight years now, has just confessed his deepest secret to you. Of course he would tell you first. He knows he can tell you anything. You just didn’t want it to be this.

“Joonie,” You choke, forcing a smile, “Joonie I- I mean- I mean, wow, just- wow.”

He rubs the back of his neck a little awkwardly, smiling down at his lap as he nods slowly, “Yeah, it’s something I’ve- I’ve known about for a while, and I didn’t want to come out in high school because you know people are so immature, and I wasn’t even so sure about it myself, so I thought I’d wait till college where people are more open and understanding and I felt more certain and-“ He takes in another breath, “And I met someone.” 

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The Savage King

The whispers heard through the grapevine say that King Jinyoung is a savage. But perhaps a man who is feared by all, still has many fears of his own. 

Word Count: 17k+

Warnings: Violence, heavy subjects, involves discussions on prostitution. (Also, Jinyoung ordering for a guy to be beheaded, mwa ha ha ha)

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— HAVANA

PAIRING: jung hoseok x reader

GENRE: university au, fuckboy hoseok, angst

WARNINGS: ^ and betrayal

WORD COUNT: 4.6k

A/N: there will be a finale to this so stay tuned!! thank you all for your support:,)💕

SUMMARY: All because of a crush…

• MASTERLIST || THOUGHTS? || 2

“He’s such a—”

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