whispers i know its a dream

“My mom doesn’t believe in love. I think she stopped after my dad painted her soft skin with the harsh colors of blue and purple one too many times. Or maybe it was after the nights he came home smelling of cheap perfume she’d never wear. Or no, I bet she stopped when he picked their son as the canvas for his unwarranted anger. Growing up, she’d tell me that she’d pray God would make her heart like stone, like the rocks that the sea beats against over and over; she craved their inability to feel. She claims her prayers were answered, but sometimes, when she sees old couples walking hand in hand still very much in love, she turns to me with a sad smile and reveals that she always thought that’d be her and him and I have to look away. That smile, it’s her achilles heel; it tells of her shattered dreams and whispers softly of her broken heart.

My mom doesn’t believe in love. As soon as I could understand the concept she drilled it into my head that there was no such thing. She thought it was a waste of time, sneered at those who tried to say it was one of the things worth living for. Unnecessary, dangerous was how she described it. She said she’d be damned if I fell into its trap and ruined my life for a boy that would leave me broken.

Now I don’t know how to tell her that I feel the things she warned against. I dont know how to tell her that my heart jumps when I look into his eyes or press my lips to his. I don’t know how to tell her that I fell for a boy with plain brown eyes and a smile that reminds me of the sun. I don’t know how to tell her that I gave him my heart and now he has the power to ruin me.

She’s going to be so disappointed.”


- n.g //

I Think I’m In Love With You

Author: ceruleanbucky

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 2.1k

WARNINGS: SMUT, cursing, oral (male and female receiving), UNPROTECTED SEX, fingering, sexual tension, fluff, and overall sin.

A/N: guy’s I’ve updated twice in like a week and a half what is happening?!?! I mean, it’s not necessarily bad. Also, this fic is hella long, and I;m not going to lie, I’m really proud of it. Hope you guys like it! Part two of “Seven Minutes In Heaven” is coming next week.


You wake up with a start, breathing heavily and covered in a thin sheen of sweat. You tried to recall what it was you were dreaming about, but to no avail. You eventually give up, thinking that it was another nightmare.

You glance at your alarm clock, wondering about the time. Seeing that you have two more hours to sleep, you gladly roll over and go back to sleep.

When your alarm goes off, you feel even more tired than you were earlier. You still manage to drag yourself out of bed, and start your day. It’s then when you smell the bacon, and the coffee. Perking up at the idea of a good breakfast, you put on some more decent pyjamas, and head to the kitchen. Most people are still asleep, seeing as the sun is only just rising, so you wonder who is in the kitchen. You step in, and find Bucky cooking up a storm.

“Sad, or mad?” You ask as you walk in, knowing it’s one of the two. He looks at you with confusion, so you rephrase.

“Are you cooking because you’re sad, or because you’re pissed off? Because I know you, Bucky, and it’s only one of those two.” You smirk at your friend, earning a smirk back.

“Neither actually.” He side-eyes, adding to your curiosity.

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50% OFF Starters pt 2
  • "If you continue your attempts at flirting, I will be forced to take DRASTIC measures."
  • "I like watching you from behind."
  • "Stunning deduction sherlock."
  • *demonic voice* "by the darkest sun that casts its menacing rays of the furthest madness, we sense your intentions, (name). the gibbering of mad cultists whisper wicked words to temporal winds, they inform us that you are not to be trusted. Usurper. Usurper."
  • "USURPER!"
  • "I've heard a lot about you and your extensive collection of tank tops, like I'm thinking about getting like 10 more."
  • "Calm down little dude."
  • "the fear of drowning is a primal one. it's a feeling of helplessness, of losing all control. struggling against an inevitable fate as your lungs fill with water..."
  • "I don't need a piece of paper to tell me how to swim or how to fuck Dean Winchester."
  • "You know I had a dream like this once, you surprisingly had more clothes on, though, at least at the start."
  • "ten bucks says he dies."
  • "I'm gonna go run my feelings off."
  • "Yeah it didn't work out... for them."
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  • "I feel like I should argue this, but the potential for implied sexual antics is far too appealing."
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  • "Maybe you should stop dragging me to these rap battles then!"
  • "I WANT YOU TO SHARE THE THINGS IN MY LIFE THAT ARE IMPORTANT TO ME!"
  • "I was under the impression there would be implied sexual antics, time to take matters into my own hands!"
  • "This feels a little exploitative."
  • "I need a soda. Or therapy. Probably both."
  • "Yeah it started because K-pop concert security is tougher than it looks but I just got hooked on the feeling of crushing someones face in with a solid right cross."
  • "sHHSHHshhshhhhh shut up shut up! shh I SMELL BOYS BEING GAY."
  • "Excuse me I am trying to scream my feelings into your mouth!"
  • "That wasn't hot... it was just fucking weird..."
  • "It's not what I would have you in, but I do appreciate beauty in all its many forms. mostly that cute booty though."
  • "hey, the heart wants what the heart wants."
  • "It may be hard to believe, but recently I lost the ability to read."
  • "Just because you can't read the words, doesn't mean you can't enjoy the book in a different way."
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  • "Alright let's call it what it is, a sissy paddle."
  • "calm down (name) we weren't talking about your internet search history."
  • "MY SWEET BABY SWAM!"
  • "didn't we make a pact to stop her from doing this weeb shit?"
  • "this better not be anymore or (name)'s weird porn!"
  • "Please call the police, because I look so good in this it should be against the law! uh, don't actually call the police though, I WILL incriminate all of you."
  • "Yeah but didn't they train on those islands where all those teenagers were killed? ...and those witch burnings happened? ...and all that toxic waste was spilled?"
  • "if you die, I get fired and I like this job. people don't ask questions here."
  • "fish-men walk among us. conquerers of land, BORN FROM THE OCEAN--"
  • "I don't need him to make weird pornography, I have prawns for that."
  • "Finally moving out, son? I'd like to say it's been fun. I'd like to. But I won't."
  • "hey check me out! I'm on a bout!"
  • "Sit down and stop making 2009 references!"
  • "nah, I scream enough at the unforgiving void of space."
  • "DON'T STEAL MY BONES!"
  • "You know, the ocean goblin? He lives in the ocean and if you don't brush your teeth he steals your bones."
  • "Ok I'm done for the day. If anyone needs me I'm gonna be in the tent looking at weird porn."
  • "Hey, you miss every ball you don't hit."
  • "You say 'you people' like you're not part of the family. I've got some news for you, you're already on the christmas card."
  • "You think these antics would fly at the german club?"
  • "brush your teeth, kid."
  • "Can you hear it? the ocean... it wants blood."
  • "I'm the best damn shot we've got."
  • "You know, when I was a kid, before my dad got hit by that train, he said, '(name) don't let your friends swim out into the ocean and get stranded on the haunted island of camp kill-a-teen.' and here we are... stranded on the... haunted island of camp kill-a-teen..."
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  • "It's fine, baby, if you get scared you can squeeze my hand."
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  • "that's when you started walking on the wild side, right?"
  • "I AM NOT SOME PETTY CRIMINAL!"
  • "Does anyone want to hear my tragic backstory?"
  • "Bed? But what about possible axe-murderers?"
  • "And we solved the curse of the island, and realized that the real axe murderer was love, all along."
  • "It was a good night for all of us, let's spend more nights in abandoned lighthouses."
  • "That hottie from the track team is here and I wanna ask politely is he wants to get rowdy in the back of my dad's Prius."
  • "YOU CAN'T CATCH ME GAY THOUGHTS"
One night // SHAWN MENDES

Overview: you’re in a relationship but you’re in love with Shawn- the only reason you’re not with him is because you’re scared of being hurt. One night things get heated between you and Shawn and feelings are confessed.

Requested: YASSS

Authors note: sooooo this is new


“So how’s Jeff?” his eyes glint mischievously as he turns to look at me, our attention quickly focusing on the other rather then the movie.

“Jeff?” I hum, raising an eyebrow at him.

“You know, your boyfriend?” the way he says it makes shivers crawl up my spine.

“He’s good,” I murmur, turning away from him.

“Just good?” he prods, nudging my side with his elbow making me squirm.

“He’s amazing,” I sigh, looking back a him. “He’s so kind and patient, never rushes me into anything I don’t want to do.” I pause, my eyes locked onto Shawn’s, his face blank of emotions.

“He listens to me, I listen to him. We work well together,” 

“Do you think he might be the one?” Shawn questions just above a whisper.

No words come out my mouth as I stare at him. Was my relationship with Jeff endgame? I had no clue.

“Why would you ask me that?” Instead comes out my mouth.

“Curious,” he whispers and in that moment it felt like the room heated up. It felt like the skin of my thigh that was resting against Shawn’s was on fire.

“I don’t know, its too soon,” I whisper back, unaware that I was moving closer to him.

“You’ve been dating for 7 months,” Shawn states, reciprocating my movement.

“Does that mean I have to know now?” I asks sarcastically and Shawn smirks.

“Its usually a good clue for a relationship,” Shawn looks like he wants to say something else.

“Maybe he is, maybe he isn’t,” I shrug. There was tension in the room, something that was unsaid between our friendship that was bound to come out soon. That time seemed to be now.

“Do you love him?” Shawn’s eyes blaze at the question, passion glowing in them.

“I don’t know,” I breathe the words, my face inches from his. I hadn’t even realize we’d gotten this close. The last time I’d been in a position like this with him was 9 months ago- before Jeff- where Shawn and I had kissed.

Deep in my soul, I knew I wanted to kiss him again. I wanted to feel his heated lips pressed against my own as my hands trailed up his back to tangle in his hair. I shouldn’t want this- crave this, especially when I had Jeff.

“Why did you run away from me last time?” Shawn asks me quietly, immediately I know he’s thinking about the same thing I am.

“I..” I can’t find the words again. “I was scared,” 

He freezes, his nose brushing the tip of mine and my cheeks burn at the contact, his presence did things to my body that never occurred when I was with Jeff. 

“Of me?” his eyes drop to my lips before flicking back up.

“I don’t think I could ever be scared of you Shawn,” the thought making a smile appear on my face at the absurd question.

“Then what?” His tone is soft, weary. This is the most we’ve ever talked about it. After our moment of passion I had fled- not wanting to see Shawn. After that searing kiss I had buried my emotions in fear of being hurt by him. 

“I didn’t want you to break my heart,” I gulp, the truth finally out in the open.

“Y/n, I would never dream of breaking your heart,” Shawn whispers, his hands reaching up to cup my face.

“I know,” For some weird reason I’m crying. Shawn however, simply wipes away the fallen tears.

“The last thing I want is to see you hurt because of me,” he whispers. Jeff doesn’t even cross my mind as my best friend inches closer to me until his lips are about to brush mine.

“I wish that what I knew now, I knew ages ago,” he says and its like time has frozen, its just me and him.

“I’m sorry,” I mumble and he smiles but it looks fake.

“I wish you were mine, I know I’m selfish to want this when you have a boyfriend but you do crazy things to me,” His words pull me in until its like I’m drowning in them.

“There’s nothing wrong-” I don’t even bother finishing my sentence, my breathing rugged as his hands crawl to hold my waist, my skin feeling hot where his thumb lazily rubs the exposed area.

“One night,” he mutters, to himself or me I’m unsure. “I want you for one night, all mine,” 

Then his lips are upon mine and its everything I’ve imagined from last time. He tastes the same, minty with a slight hint of the tea he always seems to be drinking.

My hands are in his hair as he’s pulling me closer, his lips feverishly pressing into mine and I’m shaking from the feeling of his body against mine. 

Not once do I think of my boyfriend as Shawn picks me up, carrying me to his bedroom to place me on the bed. 

I don’t think about how he’s at home right now, trusting me, as my shirt is being discarded on the floor. 

I don’t think about how he’s been perfect in every aspect that a boyfriend could be as my jeans are peeled off my legs and Shawn crawls between them, his skin flush against mine.

All that crosses my mind is how Shawn is here, right now, kissing me, holding me, touching me. Friends don’t do this. Friends don’t feel this way about each other. A girlfriend doesn’t feel this way when she’s in a relationship with someone else.

Shawn’s damp forehead presses against mine as he raises his arms to press my hands against the mattress, entwining our fingers together as I cry out softly at the feeling of Shawn.

“I’m in love with you,” My eyes snap to meet his in the dimly lit room, his eyes filled with adoration and love. Just like Jeff’s.

“I love you,” I can’t help but whimper back at him. He murmurs it again, repeating it over and over as the night slowly fades away and the morning approaches.

When I wake up, he’s not next to me. I sit up, my stomach a mess of emotions. I slept with Shawn. That same sentence on loop inside my head.

Chucking a shirt over my head I make my way to the kitchen where I hear Shawn’s voice.

“Yeah no sorry she’s still here, she fell asleep and it was late,” his tone is impassive and I feel my stomach drop to the floor.

“Yeah I’ll tell her you called, bye,” He puts his phone on the bench, running his hands through his hair and tugging on the ends in a stressful manor.

“Shawn?” I ask softly. He turns around at my voice.

“Hey,” He smiles at me.

“Who was that?” My voice tremors, both of us knowing that I already knew the answer.

“Jeff,” I still take a sharp intake of breath at the name.

“Y/n,” Shawn breaks the silence. “I want you to know that not for one second last night that anything I said was a lie, I meant every word,” he’s searching my face, looking for a sign that I feel the same.

“Shawn,” I whisper, I’m scared I’ve stuffed everything up.

“Y/n please, no, don’t tell me last night was a mistake,” He’s tearing up quickly and it makes my heart clench. “You told me you loved me,” His voice wobbles and it tips me over the edge.

“I’m sorry,” I sob, my hand wiping my watery eyes. “I’m so sorry,”

“No, no,” I’ve never seen Shawn cry until now. “Please don’t tell me you’re going back to him,”

“I never lied last night Shawn,” He tries to smile but fails miserably. “But I cheated Shawn, Jeff never deserved that.”

“I should have stopped it when I could have,” He turns away from me, his shoulders shaking slightly.

“Hey,” I walk over to him, placing a hand on his bare shoulder.

He turns slightly to me and I wipe away one of his tears and he sniffles, smiling, doing the same to me.

“Last night wasn’t a mistake for me, it was a mistake in a sense that we shouldn’t have done that when I was in a relationship but our feelings couldn’t stay hidden forever,” he pulls me into his chest as I comfort him with my words.

“I’m sorry about how it happened,” He mutters into my hair.

“I’m going to go home and talk to Jeff about everything, I just hope I haven’t ruined his trust in relationships,” I trail off, the guilt simmering in my stomach.

“We all make mistakes,” Shawn leans back to look at me, holding my face in hands. “You’re human and it happens, we can’t take it back,” A silence fills the room.

“I’m going to come back here tomorrow, we’re going to talk about us,” I tell him softly.

“There’s an us?” Shawn asks, shock written across his features.

“I love you, remember?”

anonymous asked:

idk if this has been done but how about mc lyric pranking the rfa+v+saeran? can be sfw or nsfw!

Saeran: Little Did You Know by Alex and Sierra 

You: Little did you know...

Saeran: Don’t tell me you ate my ice cream. 

You: How I’m breaking while you fall asleep, Little did you know… 

Saeran: Muffin, what are you talking about? Tell me, please remember no secrets between us 

You: Im still haunted by the memories…. Little did you know I’m trying to pick myself up piece by piece…

Saeran: Look I know I don’t deserve you okay but please tell me how can I help you because (y/n) you helped me pick up my pieces please babe please let me know how to help you… your scaring me…

You: Underneath it all, I’m held captive by the hole inside, Ive been holding back for the fear that you might change your mind…. 

Saeran: Please.. don’t tell my.. my biggest fear is coming true… please.. noo.. lets talk about this when I get home… please..

You: Im ready to forgive you but forgetting is a harder fight 

Saeran: NO PLEASE NO IM SORRY PLEASE (Y/N) IM SORRY PLEA-

You: COOKIE IM SORRY ITS JUST A SONG I LOVE YOU… I ATE YOUR ICE CREAM IM SORRY… 

Saeran: @$#%! HDFGJQN GD^!*@ 

Jumin: Ego by Beyonce 

You: Aw, baby, how you doing? You know I’m gonna cut right to the chase, huh? Some women were made But me, myself? I like to think that I was created For a special purpose, You know? What’s more special than YOU? You feel me?

Jumin: Continue Kitten

You: It’s on, baby let’s get lost, You don’t need to call in to work ‘cause you’re the boss, For real, want you to show me how you feel, I consider myself lucky, that’s a big deal, Why

You: Well, you got the key to my heart, But you ain’t gonna need it, I’d rather you open up my body, And show me secrets you didn’t know was inside, No need for me to lie

Jumin: Keep going my love, you have my full attention *he exits the limo* 

You: It’s too big, Its too wide, its too strong, it won’t fit, its too much, it’s too tough, You got a big ego, such a huge ego, I Love your big ego..

*you hear the door open and then you felt your back lightly hit the couch* 

*You see jumin licking his lips and suddenly you felt his hot breath tickling your neck* 

Now now my kitten, lets see you stroke *grabs your hand and puts it on his crotch* this ego and lets make it fit shall we? 

Seven: Acquainted by The Weekend 

You: Baby you’re no good, caused they warned me bout your type, got me ducking left and right

Seven: You got that right ;)

You: You got me touchin on your body, to say that were in love is dangerous, but seven I’m glad we’re acquainted 

Seven: Really having my d**k in your mouth means that we are just acquainted.. WE ARE NOT EVEN FRIENDS. I THOUGHT WE WERE DATING. FINE IF YOU DONT APPRECIATE ME.. ILL FIND SOMEONE WHO DOES!! I AM HURT THAT YOU DEGRADED EVERYTHING WE HAVE TOGETHER 

Seven: Oh and if I was you, I would pick a song that we didn’t fuck to :) love you see you in 10 mins!! 

V: Gotta Catch em All - Pokemon Theme Song 

You: I want to be the very best, like no one ever was 

V: Hello my precious angel :) I hope you can accomplish your dreams and be the best in your field! Know I love and support you always! 

You: To catch them is my real test, to train them is my cause! 

V:  …… 

You: I will travel across the land, searching far and wide!

V: Teach Pokemon to understand!!!! The power that’s inside!!!! Pokemon, (gotta catch them all) its you and me!!!!!!! I know its my destiny!!!!

You: Pokemon, (gotta catch them all) its you and me, I know its my destiny
Pokemon, oh, you’re my best friend!!!!! In a world we must defend, Pokemon, (gotta catch them all) a heart so true!!!Our courage will pull us through

V: YOU TEACH ME 

YOU: AND I TEACH YOU!! 

V: POKEEMOOONN

YOU: POKEEEMOOOON !! I never would of that the amazing, carefree, would know the Pokemon theme song! I never knew you liked those stuff :

V: I like to be a bit mysterious… it goes with me.. Me and Jumin use to battle each other all the time..We still do…. I started with popplio.. he started with Rowlet… 

You: Dont fuck with my litten.

Yoosung: Burn by Usher 

You:  Its going to burn for me to say this but its coming from my heart 

You: It’s been a long time coming, we da been fall apart 

Yoosung: Baby do you need me to call an ambulance!! ARE YOU AT THE APARTMENT A HEART BURN SOUNDS SERIOUS 

You: I really want to work this out but I don’t think you’re gonna change

Yoosung: Have I done something wrong? :( I know you are out of my league, I hear my classmates whispering how can a pathetic guy like me have someone so beautiful as you :( 

You: I think its best we go our separate ways… 

Yoosung: I always dreamed of this day coming.. first… sally left… then Rika… and now you… I… respect your wishes (y/n).. can you please.. just wait till my last class is over? May I have permission to buy you your favorite flowers and food because if this is going to be my last time seeing you, I want to have a good memory of you….

You: *dies* *guilt* *his heart shattered* *your heart is shattering* YOOSUNG IM SORRY IT WAS A JOKE A LYRIC PRANK IM SORRY!!! YOU KNOW IM IN LOVE WITH YOU!!!! IM SORRRY 

Yoosung: WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO PLAY WITH MY HEART WHEN YOU KNOW ITS YOURS *SENDS CRYING EMOJI*

Zen: Pullin me Back by Chingy 

You: Every time I try to leave….something keeps pulling me back, Telling me I need you in my life

Zen: What do you mean ‘leave’. Define it and use it in a sentence. 

You: It was meant to be, You were meant for me, So that means we gotta make it work

Zen: I am legit confused. This is worse than an unpolished script. So you want to break my heart but then you want to make it work. We are talking about this when I get home. Im leaving practice right now. Just look at a picture of me and just remember all the good times we have. Please. 

You: It was all good at first, Spending money, going shopping, Eating at the finest restaurants,And then from club hopping

Zen:  So when you think and see a picture of me, all you think is materialistic things! REALLY! Wow, Jaehee was right about you, you were just using me. I’ll help pack your things when I get to my house. Thanks for breaking my heart. 

You: NO HYUN PLEASE IT WAS JUST A PRANK YOU KNOW I WOULD NEVER DO THAT PLEASE HYUN FUCK BABY PLEASE IM SORRY LOOK UP THE LYRICS AND YOU WILL SEE THAT ITS FROM A SONG AND AND BABY PLEASE 

Zen: *sends winks face selfie* Cute how my acting skills even work on you ;) I love you too baby, don’t ever think about messing with me ;) 

Jaehee: Come and Get It by Selena Gomez 

You: You ain’t gotta worry, its an open invitation 
Jaehee: Did you open my mail? 
You: I’ll be seating right here, real patient, All day all night, I be waiting standby 
Jaehee: Please (y/n) don’t stay up for me, Mr. DickHead has me working over time :( I don’t want you to sacrifice yourself for me :( 
You: Can’t stop because I love it, hate the way I love you, All day, all night, maybe I’m addicted for life, no lie.
Jaehee: You speak beautiful words hehe *3* thank you for making hell more bearable :) 
You: I’m not too shy to show I love you, I got no regrets. I love you much, too much to hide you, this love ain’t finished yet.
Jaehee:  What do you mean show me……. 
You: *sends nude* 
*jaehee in the office* 

Originally posted by kaaatana

The Pirate and the Princess - Harry Hook

Summary: You’re daughter of the Queen of Hearts. You’re wandering the Isle when you stumble upon none other than Harry Hook.

Warnings: None I think? A bit of sexual tension at the end and that’s all. Enjoy :)

A/N: Requests are open!

*****
The sound of rocks crunching under my boots was all that could be heard on the Isle. I was away from the main part of the Isle, walking along a dirt path between two buildings. I always liked being alone. I never talked to anyone on the Isle except for Cheshire Cat’s daughter, but she often disappeared, literally. I hated it here, it was so much uglier than Wonderland. I hadn’t been there since i was a little girl. A war broke out and my mother and I fled Wonderland, to keep safe. We were hoping to go to Auradon, but being villains and all, we ended up on the Isle of the Lost.

When suddenly, I heard a twig snap and I immediately looked up and pulled my sword out of my sheath. I waited for another noise.

“Well, well, well. Now who do we have here? Never seen you before.” A voice with a thick Scottish accent said from behind me. I turned around to come face to face with an extremely attractive boy. He wore eyeliner and a hook on one hand. I knew who he was, none other than Harry Hook. “Wait, I know exactly who you are. (Y/N) Heart. I’ve heard of you before. How’s Wonderland?” He said in a mocking tone.

“Shut it Hook, if you want to keep that head of yours.” I replied, gritting my teeth. I always did have a short temper.

“So you know who I am? That’s great. Now what is a pretty little thing like you doing over here all alone?” He questioned.

“Trying to get away from dirty pirates like you. Now why don’t you go back to your little ship and leave me alone, Hook.”

“Now, now. Don’t lose your head, princess.” he winked. “I’m here for a reason.”

“And that is?” I asked.

“My crew and I have been watching you for a while, we’ve seen what you can do with that sword. If you’re anything like your mother, you’d be great in a fight. Uma wants you part of our crew.” Harry said.

“Me? Part of your crew? I don’t think so Hook. I don’t play well with others. Especially wannabe dirty pirates.” I put my sword back in its sheath.

“Why not, Heart? You’d get to be with me.” He gestured to himself.

“Why would I want that?”

“Come on now, princess. We both know you fancy me already. I can see you practically melting in front of me.” He came closer and brought his hook up to my hair, pushing it behind my ear. He leaned in towards my ear and whispered “What do ya say (Y/N)? Join us?” His lips grazed my ear and I shivered.

I smacked his hand away from my face and pushed him backwards. “In your dreams, Harry.”

“Oh trust me, you will be in some of my dreams.” He winked and his eyes roamed across my body. Why did he have to be such a god damn flirt? I allowed my eyes to graze around his body, he was tall and handsome. He looked like trouble, and I wanted in on him. He immediately intrigued me, his talk, his walk, his physique, his attitude. It was like being under a spell. I couldn’t let this handsome pirate win me over just yet, though. I had to make him want it.

I replied “Screw you, pirate.“And with that, I ran off as fast as I could. Determined to get away from his interrogations. He’s a dirty pirate, using his flirtations to manipulate me, well, that’s not gonna work on me. It’ll take more than a handsome face to get me to join a damn pirate crew.

The Next Day

I sat on a rock at the edge of a stream. I was in the forest completely alone. Nothing more I could ever ask for.

“Hey princess.” I jumped up and was startled to see Harry Hook behind me, chuckling to himself at my reaction.

I tried to play it off that I was frightened, “Oh, you again.” I sat back down on the rock. “I’m not joining your damn pirate crew.” He sat down on the floor next to me, and I took that moment to realize how attractive he was. His ruffled brown hair didn’t have a hat on today, his eyes reminded me of blue gemstone, he was captivating. His words pulled me out of my daydream.

“That’s not what I’m here for (Y/N).” I looked at him with a half confused, half annoyed expression. “I’m here because I want to get to know you better. After our encounter yesterday and you running off, I couldn’t get my mind off of you, Heart. You got a hold on me.”

“Shut up Harry. I know what you’re doing. I’m not gonna let your words manipulate me.”

“You think that’s what this is all about? Me manipulating you? Well, I’m offended Miss Heart. Why would I do such a thing. I wouldn’t dream of hurting you.”

“Then prove it, Hook.” I replied.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a necklace. It was gold, with a big red jewel on the center. “I stole this from Dizzy for you.” He handed it to me.

“You’re bad, Hook.” I smirked. I quickly caught him off guard and took his hook, and slammed it into a tree. “But still not working.”

He got up and pushed me into the tree. “Princess, you’re really testing me right now.” His face was inches from me, I can almost feel his lips graze against mine.

‘Two can play at this game.’ I thought. I ran my hand up his chest and he smirked and let out a deep laugh, Before his eyes returned to mine. “You’re mad, Miss Heart.” He said in a deep tone.

“I get that a lot.” I whispered, my heart beating fast in my chest, I’m pretty sure he could almost hear it. All of a sudden, he slammed his lips on mine. They were soft and moved quickly with mine, like we was desperate to get a taste of me. It started off as lusty and full of desire but slowly turned into a sweet, longing kiss, like there was more to it.  But just like that, his lips were gone. Harry’s hand creeped up next to me, and pulled his hook out from the tree. I was left there breathless and in shock, his hands above me kept me pinned to the tree. “You’re evil.” I said to him and looked up, grazing my lips on his. He got up and brushed his pants off and turned to me.

“Come back here tomorrow at 12 pm and I’ll show you what evil really is, Miss Heart.” And with that, Harry Hook turned and walked off into the forest. Disappearing between the trees.

That boy is gonna be the death of me.

Sansa x Female Reader

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Imagine Sansa getting jealous when Joffrey ‘flirts’ with you at a feast.

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\ Request from @pointlessgirlvibes /

Can I request an imagine where Joffrey is being very sexual towards the reader at the feast not realising Sansa was listening. When the reader asks Sansa what’s wrong she says she heard and was upset because she likes you? Maybe some smut idk?

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Sansa is 17 name days in this imagine.

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we fall in love in mysterious ways

“F.R.I.D.A.Y? I’m still not sure about the guns. Maybe we could use another metal to make them even better. I mean they should be really light, so Groot can hold them.” Tony says when he looks at his blueprints. Something looks still wrong.

“I would suggest the vibranium that’s left, Sir.” F.R.I.D.A.Y answers and Tony looks up at that. He can feel the slight pain in his chest. Vibranium. The Shield. Steve

“Yeah well maybe you are right. Not like Rogers would still want something from me, right?” Tony jokes. Or he tries. It comes out bitter and sad at the same time.

Sometimes he still misses Steve. No Rogers now. Yeah he misses him and the other brats. But they aren’t here anymore, so he should stop with that.

Rogers, Barnes, Barton, Romanoff, Maximoff, Wilson. They are all gone and Tony is sure they never want to see him again. Also that other guy…. the one with the ants.

Bruce wasn’t there when everything had fallen apart. And he still is gone and Tony misses him. God he misses him and Thor. But they didn’t tried to reach him. At all. Maybe they are with Rogers?

“Anthony?”

Tony looks up at that. He isn’t alone. Not by far. Rhodey is still here, even if he has days where he can’t look Tony in the eye. Because he is embarrassed that he still needs help to walk.

But Tony knows Rhodey loves him, so thats alright.

“Anthony?”

And right. The Guardians of the Galaxy are here. Tony is still not sure, why exactly. But they are with him for a few weeks now and Tony is glad for the change.

“Yes?” He asks and looks at Peter, who stands in his doorway. What is he even doing here? F.R.I.D.A.Y greets Peter and the guardian smiles at the ceiling.

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"lemonade" nct mark

a/n: this song!!! i’m in complete love. please support this hard working boy and give him the amount of appreciation he deserves ♡♡

(it’s a difference plot from the mv btw heh)

Originally posted by neotechs

A typical Sunday morning during summer break was to wake up at 11AM due to the constant ringing of your phone from the buzzing text messages your best friend has been sending you. Trudging to the kitchen, you grab a box of cereal from the pantry, taking a ziplock bag and pouring some milk into it as you mix it with your cheerios. Cause that means no dishes, right?

You sit down to eat on the kitchen counter and finally check your phone to reply to your annoying best friend. 

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Some KakaSaku Fluffy Smut.

Because you CAN have both.
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Squirming slightly, she resisted a shiver as his fingertips trailed up her sides, pausing at her chest, but only to briefly brush his thumb over her hardened nipples before repeating the motion.

“You’re so beautiful,” his voice is breathy, raspy, and it melts through all the way to her bones.

Teeth sinking in her lip, she tries to hold back a moan as his lips press over her hipbone and start leaving open mouthed kisses, kisses that felt like fire against her already heated skin.

Something wet moves dangerously close to her inner thigh and she has half a mind to remember to open her eyes and look at him.

Sakura wished she didn’t. The burning intensity of his charcoal eyes could’ve reduced her to ashes as she watched his tongue edge closer and closer to the dampness between her legs.

And then his mouth was on her and she was arching up and gasping as an electric shock slashed through her body. “K-kakashi!”

The Pinkette barely registers her own voice calling his name again and again, too lost in the feeling building up within her, coiling tighter and tighter until it felt like she might explode, and when it finally happened, she cried out with abandon.

The next thing she knows his lips are on hers, swallowing up her sobs, and she can taste herself on his mouth, on his tongue that pushed past her lips and tangled with hers in a messy heated kiss.

She can feel his arousal pressing against her thigh, and the heat building up beneath his skin, and she wants it all, the tension she can feel building up in his muscles, the little shiver in his biceps and the small trembling of his fingers and she thinks she’s drunk, because her head feels light and her stomach is somersaulting with anticipation.

It takes a few tries before her mind registers he’s talking to her, “W-what?”

He stops kissing her neck and bring his face back up to hers. Their noses brush and she’s yet again completely captivated by his dark gaze. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

She hears the strain in his voice, the struggle to hold back, and as sweet as it is of him to take it slow, she doesn’t want him to hold back anymore. She wants him to completely lose all his inhibitions and devour her.

“Absolutely,” she tells him, with confidence that surprises even her, “take me.”

His lips are on hers again and its a hungry kiss, desperate and needy and too much and too little all at once. But then he’s inside her, and her nails are digging into his flesh and she’s arching up against him and the whole world feels like its miles away.

Kakashi makes a sound at the back of his throat, like a broken cry and buries his face in her neck. She’s breathing hard, like she just ran a marathon, and she feels her medical chakra already easing the sting of his penetration without a thought.

Tilting her face to the side, she presses small kisses to the side of his face, “baby?”

He pulls back to look at her and gives her a shaky smile, one that makes her insides melt. “Are you okay?”

Sakura smiled and nodded, pulling him into another kiss as his hips started rocking against hers in a slow controlled motion and she feels another fire starting to burn brightly within her.

She grips at his shoulders, her hips pushing back against his and she’s in awe at how well they fit together, and breathless at the feeling of him thick and deep inside her.

To be so closely connected to him, she’s marvelling over how much she adores this man and how good it feels to be with him like this.

Her arms circle his waist and she grips his behind and pushes him closer to her, deeper, urging him to go faster.

Kakashi complies and soon he’s pounding into her and she feels like she might explode again any second, this time more so than the first. Like she could shatter to a million pieces but she doesn’t stop him, how could she? The intensity of his eyes and the strength of his hold on her took her to other worlds.

She hears his harsh breathing in her ear and feels his back growing slick beneath her fingertips and she’s absolutely dizzy as his fingertips trail across her arms and his fingers lace with hers and press their hands to the mattress.

A small, forgotten, sane part of her wonders if she’s gripping him too hard, if she’s hurting him, if somehow she’s expelling chakra in her vivid state of mind. But if she was he gave no sign of it when he pressed his forehead against hers and let their breaths mix together.

The coil in her belly is so tight by then she thinks she can’t handle it anymore and she knows she’s whispering to him, telling him, “I can’t a-anymore, K-kakashi please, I…”

The words die on her tongue when he frees one of her hands and pushes his between their bodies, pressing over her clitoris and circling furiously, trying to push her off the edge.

Sakura screams, all of her coming apart beneath his touch and her hand grips his neck and holds onto him like her life depends on it.

Kakashi grunts, growling low in her ear and she feels him come apart inside her, filling her up.

Her body trembles and she clings onto him until it’s over and she can catch her breath once more.

It takes a few minutes before either of them can speak, and she lets out a breathy laugh, “that was…”

“Amazing?” He replies and she feels his smile against her shoulder.

“I was thinking more like, intense, but yeah, amazing.”

He pulls back a little to look at her and he’s shaking his head and grinning tiredly at her, and the sight of him smiling so carelessly brings her happiness she can’t explain. “What am I going to do with you, Haruno?”

“Kiss me,” she tells him and she’s grinning too when he presses a gentle kiss to her mouth. “And maybe run us a bath.”

He breaks the kiss with a silly whine, “can that wait until tomorrow please?

“How do I know you won’t run away?” Her question is playful but his expression sobers up immediately and he looks at her with seriousness that makes her freeze.

“I would never dream of running away from you, Sakura.”

She blinks, slightly dazed from his confession, or maybe it was his eyes, they always were a little fervent.

“Idiot, I was kidding,” she whispers and he grins.

“I know. I’m not though. I’m gonna sleep now because honest to god I’m about to pass out.” He rolls off her and buries his face in his pillow.

She giggles and scoots closer to him, pressing her face into his bicep. “Alright sleepy head. I love you.”

“L'uf yo’ tooh.”

pipe dreams

a/n: that’s right, im writing again after a billion years !!!! hope u love it <333

word count: 1,947

summary: nightmares have always plagued alec, but there’s one person who he thinks may be able to chase them away (human!malec au).

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Nightmare (Beast/Adam Imagine)

Request:Could you write a Beast imagine in which the reader has a nightmare and he like hears her scream and so he goes to check on her and she tells him it was just a dream. But as he’s about to leave, she very timidly asks him to stay with her but her bed is too small so he like carries her back to the west wing and they just kind of cuddle? Thank youuuuuu ❤️❤️❤️- @disneykid1212

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Sorry It’s so short!


Originally posted by a-dreamers-universe

Darkness surrounded you as a wolf jumped at you. It’s teeth barring and a blood thirsty look in its eyes. That was the last thing you saw.

“AHHHHH” Your awoke with a loud scream. The scream echoed through the castle as tears welled up in your eyes threatening to fall.

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What Will I Become?

Brief Summary: Loki has a nightmare when you come to wake him up and make him feel better things take a turn for the worst. Future!Loki pops in for a surprise visit and things get turned upside down. 

Words: 1205

Warnings: Fluff and Angst. Hopefully some feels. 

Pairing: Loki x Reader 

Reader Note: Sorry it’s short :-: 

Originally posted by avengers-of-mirkwood

“N-no I won’t… Can’t… No!..” You heard Loki’s voice shouting from his room. It was the middle of the night as you quickly scurried out of bed, slipping your robe on and heading to check on your long time best friend. You knock on his door but with no answer, you quickly go in.

Seeing him sweating and fighting off his own blanket nearly shouting at something that wasn’t there. You realized he was having a nightmare. Quickly running over to him and slipping into bed to hold him close to you to stop his thrashing. “Loki. C'mon its Y/N.” You whisper softly stroking his hair, hoping to pull him from his sleep.

And you did, his eyes shot open, his body jolting up. Eyes darting around the room before he saw you and put his hands over his face. You rubbed his arms softly and pulled him into a tight hug. “It’s okay Loki it was just a dream. C'mon Ima make you feel better.”

Smiling brightly you get up and throw him his robe. “Put it on I know just the thing.” Loki slips it on and follows you out of his room and down the hall. Careful not to wake thor as you two slipped by his room. The oldest prince was only a few years away from getting control of the throne. He was the last person who needed to know where you and Loki were headed.

Slipping out the servant exits you two make a run for the garden, easily slipping out into the fields behind the tower castle. “See? Look how beautiful the sky is. Doesn’t it make you feel better?” you asked hopefully.

Loki chuckled and nodded, he had always loved the magic and mysteries behind the stars and you. But he wasn’t ever going to admit that.

You sat down on the grass before laying down staring at the stars. “C'mon Loki. Take a load off and pretend we aren’t out here cause you had a nightmare. Just two friends enjoying the stars.” he gave into your little game and laid down beside you, hand folded neatly on his chest.

“You know Y/N this is really foolish. What if we are caught? Allfather wouldn’t be pleased with you.” Loki mumbled his eyes focusing on a constellation of stars.

You chuckled loudly before covering your open mouth and turned on your side to face him. “oh come now Loki, when have I ever cared what the good Allfather thought of me? I’m not lying under the stars with him am I?” you smile brightly before Loki turns to you and smirks.

“Oh so you care what I think of you then huh? Little-Miss-I-Can-Do-What-I-Want-When-I-Want-Cause-I-Have-Breasts” The playful twinkle in his green eyes. You roll your E/C eyes and lightly shove him. “You know what Odinson.” You mocked him playfully, “I’m starting to think you have a thing for Little-Miss-I-Can-Do-What-I-Want-When-I-Want-Cause-I-Have-Breasts.”

He chuckles softly smiling wickedly now. “Oh? Sweetheart, you couldn’t be farther from the truth.” He mumbled leaning in slowly. Of course, this playful banter was normal for you two. But you knew this time it was different and before you could see where it lead there was a loud crack of what sounded like thunder and green smoke filling your lungs.

“Loki what … the hell?” You coughed out before seeing the concern in his soft eyes. “It’s not me I swear!” He countered before wicked laughter filled the field. Both of you shuffle to your feet looking around before another Loki stood before you.

Older, longer hair, stressed wrinkles and an evil smug smirk. But it was Loki nonetheless. “Of course it was me. Who else could pull off such a trick.” The older Loki grinned.

You had to do a double-take between the two, was this really happening? But before you or Loki could speak the Older Loki did.

“I came here to get a head start on ruling. You get to become a powerful King. Thousands of subjects bowing before you.” He sells his lines smoothly seeing the interest in his younger self-eyes.

“I get to be King? King of Asgard? Does Thor not want the throne. I- I don’t understand?” Loki looked to you hoping to find some clarification, but he only found fear in your eyes.

“Oh no not of Asgard, of Midgard. The humans are weak and cause destruction, they need to be ruled to be happy. And you must take it by force. Soon enough Thor will drop you into space and you’ll be found by someone who can give you the power to be King. All you have to do is lead their arm and conquer. Simple enough yes?” He held his arms behind his back before taking a closer look at you.

You were currently semi behind Loki, holding onto his arm tightly. Hoping this was just a nightmare you were having. “Oh little Y/N L/N. I haven’t seen you in years. That is after I use you to get what I need and leave. No hard feelings though, you didn’t really think a king like me could love someone as petty as you. Oh, you did didn’t you?”

“Shut up!” Loki cut off his older self, pushing you behind him protectively. “None of that will happen! I’m not some monster! I’m not going to kill innocent people because Thor gets the throne instead! And I’m never going to leave Y/N! I- I love her!” He yelled as older Loki smirked.

“Oh goodie, it’s already beginning..” And with that, a cloud of green smoke, he was gone. You didn’t know what to believe, wrapping your arms tightly around yourself. Loki loved you, but if that was his older self. If all that was supposed to happen. You felt tears stream down your cheeks. How were you-

Your thoughts were cut off as nimble pale hands cupped your cheeks, thumbs brushing over your tears. “Shush, Y/N don’t cry, please… That’s not me. Not who I am. I would never hurt you. I- I love you.” he whispered his voice small and afraid. His forehead pressed against yours softly, knowing he had to bend to do so. “I vow I’ll never become that monster. He may have tried to come here and make me into him. But I can’t become something like that. You know me. Please…” Loki’s voice cracked as he spoke.

You opened your eyes to look up at him softly, you didn’t know what he was saying please to. And well he wasn’t entirely sure either. But with every ounce of courage you had in your body, you leaned up and quickly pressed your lips firmly into his.

His fingers tighten on your cheeks a moment before relaxing. Your arms wrapped around his waist. He pulled away first and stared at you before kissing your forehead. “I promise I’ll always love you.”

You smile and move closer, resting your head on his thin chest. “I promise I’ll always love you too Loki.”

this was requested by 2 anons and @anothermendesfangirl so hope all of you enjoy!

12. things you said when you thought i was asleep

“babe?”

you didn’t answer, hand tucked between your cheek and the pillow and a lock of hair against your face, resting on the side of your nose. you were bathed in the strips of moonlight that filtered in between the slatted blinds. shawn sat up a bit more to really look at you, taking his time to study the curve of your waist, the relaxed nature of your brow that was usually furrowed when you were awake. shawn always said that you thought too deeply about everything.

“jesus,” he muttered to himself, shaking his head to clear it of all the sappy thoughts that were forming. “stop staring at her. i’m turning into edward cullen.”

(he didn’t notice the way your lips quirked up almost imperceptibly at that.)

shawn lay down again beside you and slung one arm over your waist to pull you closer, reveling in your warmth. having spent so long on tour, he forgot what it felt like to have you there within arm’s reach, but he knew he would make sure to commit the sensation to memory every night until he had to leave again.

you were wrapped up in blankets and happiness, and shawn pressed a kiss to your hair, whispering against your skin, “i know you’re asleep, but i love you, baby. i just want to tell you as often as i can before i have to go again, even if you can’t hear me. sweet dreams. i’ll see you in the morning.”

(he closed his eyes after that, so he missed the uncontrollable grin that spread its way across your face. goodnight, shawn, you thought, before finally dozing off.)

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twin andrews part 6 | jughead x reader

Originally posted by juggiehead

part five:https://writing-in-riverdale.tumblr.com/post/159487616565/twin-andrews-part-5-jughead-x-reader

a/n:i also want to clear up that this is a jughead x reader fiction so no their will not be romantic bughead in this story. i am a bughead stan and its odd for me to write this series in a new light but i just want to let you guys know that I’m not against bughead at all! i hope you understand! anyways thank you for the constant support with this series i love the messages you kind nuggets send me!! make sure you send me requests my babies! also if you’d like a part seven be sure to leave me a message👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💐💛

“its about your brother, he’s in trouble” 

i lean away from him my brows furrowing in confusion “what?” i choke nervousness consuming me.

he sighs brushing his lips with his thumb “look- i-” he stops huffing, like he’s battling with himself “your brother he- he was at sweet water river on the fourth of july weekend”

my hand shoots up to my mouth eyes widening in shock, i shake my head in disbelief “he-he-he couldn’t he wouldn’t jug you’ve got to believe me!” i blabber worry filling me.

“hey-hey” he places his hands on my shoulder forcing me to look into his eyes “i know-i believe you i swear i do but its not all-” he pauses clearing his throat as the diner begins to fill “jug” i moan wanting to know the truth.

“its getting busy maybe you should get back-” i cut him off placing my hand on his thigh “jug i need to know, why is he in trouble?”

silence fills the air before jughead finally looks me in the eyes “he was there with miss grundy (y/n) they heard a gunshot that morning jason went missing and she forced your brother to stay quite”

i feel numb “your telling me that our music teacher is sleeping with archie and has been since the fourth of july weekend?” i yell in a hushed whisper he drops his head “its been going on all summer- its still happening” 

i shake my head before dropping it into my hands “why wouldn’t he tell me” i feel jughead run his hands across my back trying to console me.

“I’m sorry-” i look up at him sincere filling his eyes “i-i gotta go” i move out of the booth “wait (y/n) theres something else i need to tell you” i shake my head “i can’t i feel sick I’m going home”.

i leave the frazzled boy and head toward hermione tears threatening to spill “I’m not feeling too good, is it okay if i go home?” she glances at the diner as it bursts at the seams.

“darling im sorry but would you be able to stick around till pop gets bacK? its a full house and theres only one of me” i nod understandably “its fine- I’m just going to clean myself up”.

the rest of my shift was painful, my head felt like it had a pulse as i rushed from table to table awaiting pop to stride through the front door. the bell grabs my attention and i hope to see the older man but instead i see the tall raven haired jock.

“fuck” i cuss rushing to clear the last table, i forgot that i agreed to reggies invitation to grab some dinner. “(y/n)” i turn plastering a smile on my face “reggie hey!” i move past him staking up the dirt dishes on the counter to be taken to the kitchen.

“im so sorry, work called and i had to take the shift- couldn’t even leave with this damn headache” i laugh glancing at the disappointed boy “s’okay” he shrugs rocking on his heels.

guilt creeps up on me “look i have to cover till pop gets back and then i can clock off- stick around for a bit?” he nods “yeah okay” i clasp my hands together in joy.

‘thank you thank you!” he smiles and slides into the booth “don’t keep me waiting andrews”

relief floods me when the door opens revealing on pop tate after what had been a two hour wait for mantle the magnificent. i move quickly to his booth with a bowl of fries and a chocolate shake.

“god i thought he’d never come back” i joke placing the food on the table top looking at the annoyed jock “you okay?” i ask popping a french fry in my mouth.

he slips out of he booth placing his hat back on his head frustration clear on his face “i gotta go” he mumbles “wait what? oh c’mon mantle i had to work don’t make it out to be a big deal”

i step out of the booth scuffing my shoes against the tile “i got us milkshakes and fries we can talk now, like you wanted” he shakes his head “sorry but not even you are worth waiting two hours for”

i scoff rolling my eyes “watch out mantle you might actually be showing everyone your true colours” he shakes his head walking angrily out of the diner.

“jerk” i muttter grabbing the food from my table.

“ill have those” i glance to see jughead still in his booth typing away at his laptop. i place the food on his table as he slides a bill across to me “its on the house”  i mutter walking away.

“your free to leave (y/n) sweetie” i nod knowingly at the lodge woman “thank you” i smile grabbing my coat and my bag and starting my journey home.

i trudge to school the next day, avoiding my brother at all costs, i spot veronica and betty standing at the end of the hall, surrounded by other girls. i approach them as cheers fill the air the girls infront of me smirking, arms folded across their chests.

i turn around to see a guilty looking chuck head hung low his letterman jacket in his hands, he looks at me with a hard scowl as coach clayton and mr weatherbee walk beside him toward his office.

as they leave i rush over to my two friends “what the hell did you do?!” i blurt concerned, veronica handed me her phone showing me video proof of chucks confession to creating lies about veronica.

“chuck is no longer a bulldog”

i hand the phone back “i told you id help you- both of you why didnt you tell me this?! chucks dangerous you could’ve gotten yourself hurt!” i ramble looking at the blonde.

she looks down to the paper in her hands, i take it from her as i see chucks newest take down being the main spread, i skim over the picture grabbing my attention “the playbook” i mumble seeing my name sprawled in there a few times.

i give it back to betty “why ddi you tell me you were going to publish this betty?!” “why didnt you tell me about chuck and-” i cut her off “chucks a jerk okay! i didnt tell anyone because it doesnt matter anymore”.

the girls share a glance, i can feel eyes on me. i tell around and see jughead and archie watching me carefully. disappointment and confusion evident on their faces.

“it wasnt just chuck (y/n)” i bring my attention back to the two cheerleaders “what do you mean?”i ask anxiety building up like a tidal wave.

“you were in there a lot- and it wasn’t just with chuck, your name-” betty pauses “it was on their with jason and reggie” i blink rapidly shaking my head.

“I’m going to be sick” i mumble rushing past them and toward the rest room throwing up my breakfast into the toilet bowl. i cough and splutter tears rushing down my face as the memory of the events.

“(y/n)!” i hear my friends yell “are you okay?!” i feel hands on my shoulder as my best friend kneels down to me “its okay- your okay” i cry into her shoulder the bell for first period ringing.

“i i i didnt sleep with reggie, you have to believe me” i splutter wiping my eyes “of course we believe you” ronnie smiles softly walking toward me placing an arm around me.

we stay silent the sounds of sniffling the only thing floating through the air “ask me” i mumble clearing my throat “ask me” betty glances to her best friend then to the raven haired girl “we don’t-”

i cut her off shaking my head “ask me” i beg “(y/n) did you help jason cheat on polly” she questions getting teary as she remembers how heart broken her sister was when jason had broke things off with her. she never dreamed her best friend would be the reason for polly’s undoing.

“no” i exhale clearing my throat “i was drunk- at cheryl party and i- its hazy but he he told me that it’d be okay that polly didnt need to know-” i choke on my words “i said no i said no” the girls comfort me as i relive the memory over and over again.

“im so sorry” betty whispers to me “we’re gong to burn the book after school okay?” i nod “can i see it?” the share a glance before betty hands me the book from her backpack.

i open it and see my name in there under ‘cheerleader slut’ points i was worth 9, i inhale deeply rage filling me. chuck, chuck, chuck, jason and reggie. i go to close the book when i see the latest entry, veronica scribbled next to chucks number and mine next to number 14.

i pick myself off the ground and storm toward the gym, the girls call after me trying to chase me down as my feet bound the ground working my way toward where i knew the boys were practicing for home coming.

i push through he double doors the team huddled up as coach clayton is lecturing them, their eyes fall on my as i enter the room the gym erupting in whispers as coach turns around and notices me clenching a playbook in my hands.

“miss andrews you can’t be in here this is a closed practice” i spot my brother standing from the group and waling toward me. “this will only take a minute”

i open the book reading aloud the last entry “number 14, (y/n) cheer leader slut 9.5″ the group turn to the raven haired boy my brother furious.

“so mantle the magnificent when did this happen? after school- pops? yano where you waited for me to finish my shift? is that why you waited around? hoping to get laid?” i grilled him

“so when you realised that i was going to put out you got so angry that you stormed out, but embarrassing me at the diner wasn’t enough. you wanted revenge for making you wait right??”

the boy refuses to make eye contact with me “isn’t that right reggie?” “thats enough miss andrews you need to leave” i ignore the coach noting betty and veronica enter the gym

“so when chuck was writing in his newest entry you thought of an even better way to get back at me hey? you lied to the team, you wrote my name next your number to try snd prove to everyone that you’re someone your not”

i shout “i thought you were different to them- you disgust me- don’t even speak to me ever again” i seethe “(y/n) out of my gym now” he shouts.

i stay put “andrews get your sister out of her now!” he yells at my brother, he breaks from the pack jogging over to me. i shrug from his touch storing away “don’t touch me” i mumble.

“(y/n) c’mon” i shake my head walking toward the two worried girls “I’m serious archie leave me alone- your no better then them”.

the girls take me in their arms walking me out of the gym “you go girl” ronnie winks at me causing me to laugh “thank you” i mouth and she nods giving me a small squeeze.

“lets take you home” 

i yawn as i click on the next episode hand dipping into the popcorn bowl wedged between me and the raven haired girl, veronica had taken me back home after this mornings events and we’d settled into a netflix and popcorn kinda day.

i changed out of my school attire and stole one of my brothers shirts and a pair of comfy shorts. my dad was thankfully at work so we were lucky enough to sneak home without my dad asking questions on why i wasn’t attending school.

i didn’t want to have to tell my farther that jason blossom had raped me and that reggie mantle had been lying to his team mates and deeming me riverdales cheerleader slut.

“as much as i want to stay and figure out if rebecca killed lila, i my friend need to get home before my mum gets suspicious” i nod shopping popcorn in my face “its okay” i tell her sitting up slightly pausing the episode.

“have you spoken to the boys? or betty?” i shake my head “nope. why?” i shake my head “it doesn’t matter, ill see you at pops later?” she nods grabbing her bag “are you sure your okay?” i nod.

“v i promise im fine, ill see you later”  i reassure her before she disappears from my room. i lay back down closing my eyes as the images of jason flood my mind.

a knock at my window brings me back “hello?” i call out walking over to the window. i draw the curtains revealing the familiar beanie clad boy standing outside my window on a ladder.

puzzled i open my window “what are you doing here jones?” i walk back to my bed sitting down cross legged, leaving him to enter on his own accord.

 “i don’t want to talk about my brother or the stupid playbook”

he sighs climbing the rest of the way into my room “you changed your room around” he announces looking around the band posters covering up the pink walls that used to cover my room.

“why did you com here?” i ask my patience running thin.

“look i heard about what happened in the gym- archie told me. i told him that you knew about him and miss grundy. but thats not why I’m here” he walks over to me sitting down next to me

“why didn’t you tell me?” he pauses “about jason- (y/n)? i could’ve gone with you to the police to-” i shake my head.

“who were they going to believe jug? riverdale’s golden boy or me river dales cheerleading slut?” he shakes his head “no don’t call yourself that they they lied okay? i know you i know you wouldn’t have slept with them voluntarily”.

i shake my head “i did with chuck” he furrows his brows “you never told me” i nod “i know we didn’t tell anyone we hooked up a few times after the games- thats is nothing more- it ended after the thing with jason i couldn’t deal with it anymore”

“that partly why i left, but what reggie did was completely a lie, you have to believe me when i tell you this- you saw reggie and i fight at pop’s i didn’t sleep with him i went straight home”

he nods bringing his hands up to my shoulders “i believe you” i smile tear dropping from my eye and down my face “thank you” i mumble my eyes dropping to his lips.

he leans forward as my door swing open revealing the red headed boy “oh my god!” he yells swivelling on his hells to face the other direction. i jump from the bed tugging my shirt over to extremely short shorts.

“what archie!” i yell somewhat annoyed placing at a fluster jughead “ill go-” “NO” the red headed twins yell at the same time. he sits back down on my bed hands raised in defeat.

“what did he tell you” my brother pesters “he told me wait you ere to afraid to tell me” i seethe “archie your teacher, are you freaking serious?!” he shakes his head “you don’t get to lecture me (y/n) when were you going to tell me about you and jason?”

i swallow “thats completely different archie-” he shakes his head “no it isn’t it isn’t at all” he yells back, i notice jughead growing extremely uncomfortable as he watches the twins battle it out.

“no no it isn’t- he raped me archie whilst i was drunk he didn’t listen to me when i yelled no over and over again-” i suck in a breathe “he forced me into silence threatened that he’d do worse if i told anyone- i was scared for my life thats why i didn’t tell anyone”

“but you? your not saying anything because you don’t want to get your little girlfriend in trouble for seducing you, for taking advantage of you. you haven’t spoken up because you know she’ll break up with you and well then you won’t have any other way to get laid.” i spit

he looks down defeated “(y/n) i didn’t know he he took advantage of you, reggie told me that-” “where you not in the gym today archie? the first mistake you ddi as trust a joke over your own sister”.

“don’t talk to me” i muter grabbing a set of clothes and locking myself in the bathroom. when i return archie and jughead are still in my room “I’m going to pop’s- you have one day to tell the truth to dad and to sheriff keller- if you don’t i will myself”.

i grab my coat and my bag “jug you coming?” he nods leading me out of my room and away from my disappointed brother.

“you okay?” jughead asks as we approach the diner, i ignore hs question “what did you want to tell me, before archie came in all hot headed” i ask referring to the brunette almost kissing me.

“uh i- the drive in. the mayors closing it down, i wanted to know if you’d be able to go to the mayor and help me get the construction canceled”

i glance at him confused “they’re closing the drive-in?” he nods sadly “Im sorry jug i knew how much you loved working there” he shake his head “its knottiest that i-”

we reach the entrance to [pops and he just shakes his head removing my hands from his “lets just go inside” i nod not wanting to push answers out of the young boy. 

i move toward the booth occupied by betty, kevin and ronnie. betty moves out as we stop a the front of their booth allowing myself the judhead to slide in.

“hey guys” i mutter trying to forget the chaos thats happen today “how you feeling?” kevin asks sliding me a vanilla milkshake. i shift in my seat as everyone in the booth glanced at me, noticing my discomfortable jughead drapes his arm across the back of the booth his hand grazing my shoulder.

“nothing i can’t handle kev” i smile sipping my milkshake and relaxing into jugheads embrace.

we talk amongst ourselves our booth shortly filling with laughter and burgers and jugheads rants about the over looming doom of the drive-in closing and he official last night being tomorrow 

he was asking for movie suggestions when the door bell chimes and using veronica and the others to glance to the door way. i keep my eyes on my fries.

“now thats an odd combo of people” kevin states, curiosity gets the best of me and i turn being my brother, father and miss grundy enter the diner site gin a booth close to the door. 

i see betty getting twitchy “ill be right back” “betty, no-don’t” jughead warns attempting to grab her arm before she pushes herself from the booth an toward my family.

“wait whats happening?’ kevin ask glancing at the pair of us, i roll my eyes returning to my food they watch as she approaches the group being too far away for any of us to hear the conversation.

“you told her” i whisper to he brunette “i had to” i nod “goodie” i reply sarcasm dripping from my words. 

soon enough archie moves from the booth following betty outside the diner. archie glares at jughead as he wonder out. nervously jughead leans incredibly close to me trying to glance at the pair standing outside of pops.

kevin stares out of the window trying to read their lips, “what happening out there?” veronica nags “do we know? is it about me” i scoff the pair glancing at jughead and i.

“i have a strong feeling, and no- also id let it go” jughead warns the raven haired girl “yes but your you and I’m me- you do you girl- ill be back” and with that she slides out of the booth.

jughead and i share annoyed glances as we shake our heads, kevin leans forward “what was it like before she got her?-’ he pauses “because i can’t honestly remember”

“me either” i agree leaning into jugheads chest. kevin goes to comment when veronica slips back into the booth a slight smirk lingering on her face.

“found out what you wanted?” jughead retorts annoyance clear, i slap his chest lightly with my hand “it does matter’ i tell the boy as he refuses the make eye contact “wheres b?”

ronnie sighs “her mum showed up ordered her home, she didn’t look too impressed” i nod finishing my shake.

“well i think its time for me to leave too- im really tired” i confess to my friends “let me walk you home?” i nod following the boy out of the booth “see you guys at school?” the pair nod

“and at closing night” i shrug “I’m not sure if ill make it” kevin shakes his head at me “your coming” i sigh “fine, bye”.

he smiles up at me and i laugh following jughead out the door. the cold night hits me nipping at my exposed skin, the eerie walk home in the almost darkness causing me to shiver even more.

“here, you’re freezing” he shrug of his jacket and i shake my head “no no you’ll freeze” he shakes his head “i’ll live” i smile as he helps me put on his jacket “better?” he asks and i nod “better”.

he joins our hands and continues are walk my house in sight “so are we going got talk about it?” i question silence filling the air “c’mon juggie, things are different i can’t just pretend it hasn't” he continues to stay silent.

i stop causing a strain on our joined hands as jughead continues forward. he stops turning to face me, he sighs walking close to me “do we have too?” i nod fiddling with his suspenders with my free hand.

“why’d you try and kiss me jug?” he glances around before settling his eye on me “look-” he starts “i-um, i like you (y/n)” i shake my head “i like you to jones-” he cuts me off shaking his head.

“no i mean i really like you (y/n), i have since we started highschool, i thought you leaving would allow me to forget you but when you came back everything was different”

he pauses glancing to my lips then to my eyes “god your all i could think about in high school, even when you left and now, your all i think about”

i glance to my feet catching jughead shuffling close to me “really?” i question eyes still glued to our feet. he places his hands on my cheeks craning my neck up so I’m looking into his eyes.

he leans in and my eyes flutter shut as he presses his lips to mine in a tender, sweet kiss. he pulls away and i don’t even need to open my eyes to know that he’s smiling, i bite my lip and open my eyes catching jughead smiling at me.

he pulls me into his embrace wrapping his arms around my frame, neither of us wane to let go of each other.

“i should let you get some sleep” he murmurs into my hair, i pull back this time i lean up kissing him. i smile into it breaking apart “ill see you tomorrow?” the blushing brunette nods “will i see you tomorrow night? i can show you the best seat in the house”

“ill see, I’m a very busy girl” he smirks at me licking his lips “goodnight” he dips down and plants a kiss on my forehead “sweet dreams” i muse walking past the brunette and up the steps to my house.

i turn and watch s he walks out of my view, a smile eating my face. i was falling for my brothers best friend.

“woah, okay bring that back- she’s who now?” i question the two girls, betty speaks first “we searched her up and she was practically a ghost so i-we” she glances to the rave haired girl.

“we broke into her car and we found out that she’s not who she says she is- she had an ID for jennifer gibson and a gun” my eyes widen “a gun?” i yell gaining the attention of onlookers.

i smile at the turning back to my friends “what the hell!” i whisper yell crossing my arms of my chest. veronicas eyes widen smirking to herself.

“what?! you find it amusing that my brother is under some sex spell by someone who may of killed jason!” i whisper yell and she shakes her head.

“cute jacket” she comments slyly. i glance down remembering last nights events “we have bigger issues okay, did anyone go to the mayor today to try and save the drive in or was that just me?” the girls look at each other than me

“nope? great” the bell rings signalling the end of the day “did something happen with you and jughead after you left?” veronica probes 

“no- betty you dint tell anyone else right about archie and well you know who?” she shakes her head then avoids my gaze.

“oh god what’d you do?” she fiddles with her sleeves “betty!” she cracks “fine fine i did a fake interview with miss grundy and maybe gave away that i knew” i huff.

“jeez b” “I’m sorry” she apologies 

“look this need to stay between us okay? i hate it as much as you do but your putting not only her but my brother. i have to protect him no matter what” they nod.

“i gotta go i have a shift and then I’m going to closing night? ill see you there” the raven haired girl nods but betty shakes her head “I’ve got to meet with someone for the paper- ill see you guys tomorrow though?”

we go our separate ways, i stop and call out to betty, catching up to her “are you okay?” she nods.

“b its me, you can tell me okay?” i place my hand on her shoulder and she smiles up at me “just all this talk of jasons making me think of polly” she trails tears pricking her eyes.

“i miss her so much and mum refuses to let me visit her or speak of her i just-” he stops rambling and runs her hands through her hair “look you have work we can talk about this later yeah?” i nod hugging the blonde

“of course” she smiles and walks away.

“hello” i jump at the husky voice turning to see my beanie wearing best friend.

i smack his chest “you scared me” he chuckles and follows me as i walk out of school and begin my journey to work.

“so are you coming tonight?” i glance at him in the corner of my eye and smile “of course you dork, wouldn’t miss it”

he punches his fists in the air in victory “yes” i giggle at his dorkiness, “hey now don’t let me regret my decision” he nods “of course not”

we keep it quite walking toward pop’s hands joined “you seem oddly chipper, considering” i tell him “theres nothing i can do she already made her decision” 

“im sorry” i confess squeezing his hand “she told me, that you came to see her”. he tells me stopping as we step into the car park of the famous diner.

“i wanted to help, i love the drive in too” he nods “i know, i know”

i glance in to see hermione struggling with the busy diner “i gotta go” i kiss his cheek and he sighs “you coming in for a bit?” he glances at the clock inside the diner “yeah i have some time before i need to go to work, along as your treating?”

i roll my eyes “one milkshake” he smiles “id love that”

i arrive to the drive in a little late, cars littered the the space. god was i going to miss this place. i approach the box office knocking a few times, it opens revealing the beanie boy.

“the movies already started no more tick- oh (y/n) hey” i giggle “I’m sorry work was so busy we had to wait for the night shift guys to come” i ramble “c’mere” he opens his arms and i climb over the counter jughead lifting me off the other side.

he lead me into the film room just as he changed out the next bit of film. i glance at the small set up; a small bed made with plenty of pillows and blankets along with a bucket of popcorn and a packet of raspberry twizzlers

 “who knew you could be cute mr jones” i tease.

he rolls his eyes before flopping down next to me “shush you” i lay me head on his chest as we settle in to watch the second half of the movie.

“hows thing with your brother?” he asks in a hushed whisper as he pulls me flush against him arms encircling my waist.

“i haven’t even spoken to him since last night, he told me he was going to see her tonight and ask her about the ID and the gun” i crane my head and look at him.

“im worried, jug. what if my father finds out or the school?” he sighs turning to look down at me “you can’t think that like, your brother is the victim here okay?” i nod nuzzling my head into his chest.

“your right” “aren’t i always?” i laugh and stick my tongue out “yeah yeah”

the movie only lasted another hour or so but it felt like forever laying in his arms his warmth spreading over my body, i don’t even realise its ended till the credits appear and cars start disappearing.

he turns to face me just as i yawn, “am i that boring?” i shake my head and he winks “I’m just teasing”

my phone interrupts us again “betty again?” jughead question getting up fro his spot and walking over to the rolls of film are kept

“yeah” i reply “she’s been trying to call all night” i mumur stretching my arms out “maybe you shut just answer” i sigh as my phone lights up again this time a text pops up.

betty cooper: SOS. you need to go home NOW. 

i saw jughead the message whilst standing and putting on my coat, “I’m sorry i have to go its important-” he nods “ill walk you?” i shake my head “its okay i saw kevin out there before ill ask him for a lift- it’ll be quicker”

he nods clearly upset “I’m sorry i promise ill make it up to you” he smiles sadly “its fine i get it its family” i grab the side of his face and pull his lips onto mine.

“please don’t be mad with me< see you at school?” he nods wrapping me up in a final hug before i rush over to find my favourite gay.

“kev!” i call frantic rushing over to the boy “hey (y/n) everything okay?” i show him the text “get in the truck”

i chew on my lip as kevin arrives at me house “let me know if you need anything else” i nod leaning over and hugging the boy “thank you”

i walk up to the front door slipping in to see archie and my dad fighting at the kitchen table.

“your grounded” he yells at my brother, i make myself known by entering the kitchen “what happened?” i glance between the two one of them answering me.

“god damn it” i yell causing the two to jump “what the hell happened?!”

my brother speaks first “betty’s mum found about about me and kiss grundy, she’s banished her from riverdale” “oh arch-” he pushes past me and heads up the stairs.

“you knew?” i look to my dad placing my hands on the kitchen top “i found out last night, when you went out for dinner. betty told me” i lie

“your grounded too” my jaw drops “wait what?!” “you- grounded. you didn’t tell me you let me be embrassed in front of alice cooper (y/n). end of discussion” 

“whatever’ i mutter heading up the stairs “yano mum wouldn’t have punished me for something that has nothing to do with me”.

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inception au: the extractor and the point man [2/4]

‘Hakyeon,’ Taekwoon calls as Hakyeon plugs himself into the PASIV. He kneels down and fakes checking up on him, patting his arm.
‘Will you be alright?’ he whispers. Hakyeon lets out a sigh, and Taekwoon looks up. ‘Its the third level, you know what that means. If he resurfaces-’
‘He won’t,’ Hakyeon says, locking eyes with him. ‘He can’t.’
Taekwoon stares at him, nibbling on his bottom lip. But what if he does, he wants to say, what if he’s there.
‘I won’t let him,’ Hakyeon whispers. ‘Trust me.’
Taekwoon bites the inside of his cheek, then nods.
‘Take care,’ he says as he pushes the button, and Hakyeon smiles as he drifts off to sleep, entering the third dream.

spirit!yugyeom;

Originally posted by jackandjael

  • first off, yuygeom is a demon
  • jk jk he’s a lil shit but he is a form of spirit and demons are also technically spirits too, tho he isn’t one
  • yugyeom is a… special spirit
  • most spirits are kind of tied to something you know? and the most popular are elemental spirits and whatnot
  • well yugyeom is tied to a messed up ouija board
  • basically, somehow, he is now connected to this damn board and no matter how hard you try, the only spirit you can talk to is him and the only spirit you can summon is him
  • this board is sitting in an antique shop so yugyeom has been kinda dormant for a while
  • but one day, you come in
  • you were dared by your friends to get a ouija board so you could communicate with ghosts
  • if you could make it happen and record the experience, you’d pass
  • you hate your friends now
  • the number one thing you’re scared of is channelling a demon or some malevolent spirit or what the heck ever so knowing that there’s a good chance you will just. damn
  • what’s worse is that they requested you purchase a real one, aka an old one bc apparently that makes it all the more serious i guess
  • when you come into the fourth antique shop that day and spot it, you’re at the register and getting it rung up in record time
  • the little old lady who runs the place is super sweet and mentions how the board had been there since she was a teenager, and that many had bought it but many had taken it back, saying it was faulty
  • of course you’re intrigued and also this is your life on the line so you’re like what??
  • she giggles and is like “its kinda funny but apparently people are only able to communicate with one spirit using this board. i’ve heard he’s harmless but i should warn you, in case you were hoping to speak with your dead grandmother or something”
  • you raise your eyebrow but bid the old woman ado and head off home, ready to get this shit over with
  • at least if the spirit is “friendly” then you have nothing to worry about
  • your family is out so you head up to your room and pull out the board, dropping it onto your bed before you get everything ready, propping your phone up to record you as you begin
  • You do everything you’re supposed to, and then you go, “is anyone there?”
  • you’re expecting the planchette to move or better yet do nothing, so hopefully you can get this over with
  • and then
  • poof
  • you scream when a (admittedly handsome) teenage boy suddenly appears before you, legs crossed and his face in his palm as his eyes stay closed 
  • once you’ve finished screaming, the boy slowly opens his eyes and murmurs, “hey”
  • you’re not sure what to say
  • this is the only spirit you can talk to? dont the spirits usually stay in the board and talk through that? why did it appear in front of you like this, and bored looking nonetheless?
  • you blink for a bit, unsure of what to do next when the spirit sighs “if you’re not gonna ask me any questions, can you end the session? i was having a good dream”
  • “spirits dream?” you ask him, and his eyes rise to lock with yours before he shrugs “something like that. any who, what’s up? im yugyeom”
  • you tell him your name reluctantly, and he simply nods, thinking you’re about to ask him all the usual questions like “will i get married to (insert heartthrob here)?” ”will i ever get rich?” “who’s gonna win the Super Bowl?”
  • but then you go “my… my friends dared me to do this. t-to call a spirit and ask you some questions, so… um… why dont witches ride their brooms when they’re angry?”
  • yugyeom’s interest is piqued and he sits up, thinking long and hard to answer, “because… road rage?”
  • you giggle nervously, looking at the list of things your friends forced you to ask him “so they don’t fly off the handle”
  • you’re not expecting yugyeom to find it as funny as he does but he’s bent over laughing like you’ve told the best joke he’s ever heard
  • “tell me more!” he demands, eyes alight and all the boredom wiped off his face
  • quickly, you start listing off jokes from the top of your head, all of them tickling him in one way or another
  • you don’t even realize that your phone has died of battery or that it’s suddenly gotten late until you turn to grab your phone and see the moon high in the sky
  • “oh, i didn’t think we talked that long… I dont even think they’ll see you show up on camera”
  • “they won’t, but i can help you make it look like you did the dare, and prank them too”
  • you furrow your eyebrows and listen in and he grins, telling you to charge your phone and that you’ll find out soon
  • ten minutes later, you’re sat with the phone before you and the board out, yugyeom having disappeared from sight
  • he’s told you to ask the questions they’ve given you, and he’ll do the rest
  • once you’ve finished telling the first lame joke they’ve given you, the pillow on your bed flies across the room and starts hovering over your head, and its so unexpected that you react pretty well for the camera
  • yugyeom is grinning above you, having appeared above you with a finger raised to his lips
  • you have to bite your lip to keep from laughing as you continue to ask questions, and in response he makes the planchette move and gives you weird answers like “haunted horse party” or all out flips the board to appear like an angry spirit
  • he shuts off the recording in the middle of making it hover “in thin air”, and you’ve got your elaborate prank
  • “this is the most fun I’ve had in years” yugyeom laughs
  • “im gonna have to thank that old lady when i return the board”
  • you’re pretty surprised to see yugyeom’s expression turn sad and he just kinda pouts at you like a kicked puppy
  • you feel bad instantly
  • “you… can’t you keep me- i mean, the board? i promise im fun to talk to!! ill never possess you or anything… unless you want to be possessed by a spirit then i’ll definitely make sure we make a fair deal or something-” “yugyeom i can keep the board calm down” 
  • hes so happy and tells you that if you ever need someone to talk to you or whatever you can just take out the board and talk to him
  • you’re kinda surprised that you’ve unintentionally made friends with a spirit but hey, he’s cute and he’s almost definitely not going to kill you
  • so this goes on for a while
  • you lock yourself into the privacy of your room and take out the board and honestly you and yugyeom just hang
  • he tells you about all of the weird experiences he’s had with people who try to channel him and you sometimes use him to spook your friends bc its pretty funny ngl
  • he makes you into a lil shit too
  • sometimes you just open the ouija board and let him follow you around the house
  • he’ll bother your family, move things onto high shelves, take things and hide them in new places, and overall just entertain himself
  • you accidentally left the board open once and when a guy in your class came over to study he spent the whole time tugging on the guy’s gelled hair
  • when the guy went to the bathroom, yugyeom snuck in and made fog appear on the mirror before he wrote for him to “get lost or get possessed”
  • needless to say that guy ran away from your house and never talked to you again
  • “i dont like that guy” “oh wow, i didn’t notice with how you repeatedly whispered in my ear ‘i dont like this guy’”
  • technically, if you keep the ouija board open, yugyeom can go anywhere with you, but only so far or the connection gets kinda weak
  • so sometimes you take a backpack and open the board inside when you go places and you want him to be there with you
  • one time you took the board with you to a horror movie and sat it up in the seat next to you and people thought you were crazy but yugyeom was right next to you making fun of the fake ghosts
  • one time you’re really curious so you go “yugyeom, has anyone ever tried to release you?”
  • yugyeom is pretty shocked that you’ve asked and tells you that no, no one has ever cared abt him enough to stick around after the first few sessions, let alone to release him from the board altogether
  • you decide that you’ve formed a pretty strong relationship with yugyeom so you offer to let him out
  • yugyeom is really apprehensive and you are too bc obviously its dangerous and he doesn’t know what will happen to him if he is released
  • will people see him? will he inhabit something else? will he live a normal life or remain a spirit?
  • “i’d… think i’d like that. but i can’t promise that everything will go right afterwards”
  • you know, you’ve known for a while, but you want to try for him
  • you can’t help daydreaming of being with him in other ways bc he’s so sweet and really cares for you
  • he knows you so well its kind of crazy
  • you’ve even caught yourself day dreaming about kissing those pretty lips every time he laughs, or whispers in you ear late into the night
  • the fact that he has no problem being close and intimate with you already leaves you pretty flustered as it is
  • you’ve grown impossibly attached to this goofy spirit and if you can free him from the board, you’d love to
  • the only thing is that the only way to free his spirit from the board is to break it
  • either you’d free him or you’d lose him forever, and that’s what scares you
  • you make up your mind and summon him to get his permission, and when he gives you the go ahead with a shaky smile, you snap it in half with all your might
  • its silent afterwards
  • you don’t feel yugyeom’s warm presence like usual
  • you call out his name softly, sadly, thinking that you’ve done it and lost his spirit forever
  • your hands hold the broken pieces of the board and you’re moved near to tears now, knowing you’ve messed up for real and you’d never see yugyeom again
  • then two warm arms wrap around you from behind and you flinch, eyes wet as you turn to observe who’s there, and you smile when you make eye contact with yugyeom
  • hes grinning at you too, but something feels,,, off
  • its not like his usual, carefree smiles
  • his canines look a little sharper
  • his grip feels a little rougher
  • his lips a little more red than soft pink
  • his arms tighten that much more around your middle and you blink, your smile faltering as he says nothing
  • “y-yugy?” you ask softly, and you watch as his grin melts into something of a smirk
  • the smirk is different too bc unlike his usual playful smirks after he’s scared you coming out of the bathroom or pulled a successful prank on someone, it’s hidden with intentions you’ve never seen on him
  • it doesn’t fit the yugyeom you know
  • “you know… when they tell you not to play with spirits, you should probably listen” he says, his pupils glinting a blood red as his fingernails, no, claws dig into your hips
  • your hands shake as he twists you around, shoving you up against the nearest wall as one of his hands encircles your wrist and the other grasps your chin
  • you’re nearly shitting your pants at this point, staring at who you once thought was the kind, caring spirit that you’d grown to love
  • he leans in impossibly close, taking up all the air in your lungs as his breath fans across your lips 
  • his tongue glides out, licking his lips slowly before he whispers teasingly against your trembling mouth
  • “they might just be demons in disguise”
  • remember when i said he wasn’t a demon :)))) i lied

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The Wolven Storm
Priscilla (Emma Hiddleston)
The Wolven Storm

These scars long have yearned for your tender caress
To bind our fortunes, damn what the stars own
Rend my heart open, then your love profess
A winding, weaving fate to which we both atone

You flee my dream come the morning
Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet
To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy
Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep

The wolf I will follow into the storm
To find your heart, its passion displaced
By ire ever growing, hardening into stone
Amidst the cold to hold you in a heated embrace

You flee my dream come the morning
Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet
To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy
Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep

I know not if fate would have us live as one
Or if by love’s blind chance we’ve been bound
The wish I whispered, when it all began
Did it forge a love you might never have found?

You flee my dream come the morning
Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet
To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy
Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep.