'is he nice invite him in'

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Tuesday

  So, it seems Korey has gotten wind of my new little story. He actually called me and had the nerve to direct his anger at me. Yeah, it wasn’t the nicest thing for me to do but ah well. It’s nice to know he hasn’t fallen off a cliff or anything. I’ve invited him over to see his baby, we’ll see if he takes the offer. 

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“You’re brother is nice.”

“Yeah, he’s great.”

“You should invite him out with us Saturday.”

“I could do that. Though, he probably won’t come. He’s not as social as I am, Ethan’s more of a loner.”

“Then make him come,” Charles replied, cheerfully. “In fact, I can call him if you want and ask.”

“You want me to give you my brother’s number?”

“It’s harder to say no to someone you just met than it is your sister. I’ll have a better chance.”

“Okay, but just as long as it’s just a friend thing.”

“Of course it’s a friend thing. We just met.”

“Ethan has a boyfriend. And they live together.”

“I get you, girl,” he said, flashing her a wide smile. “I’m just being friendly, nothing weird.”

“Well, as long as it’s just a friend thing than you can go ahead and call him and ask. But just be prepared for him to say no.”

“I’ll prepare myself before I call.”

“Alright, then, let me get his number for you.”

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headcanons about the *blessed ot4* please? (Mari/Adrien/Nino/Alya)

  • nino and mari are like the deadpanned fatalistic members of the group
    • nino: dudes we’ve been studying for this test for like fifty years death is staring me in the face
    • mari: if we die like right now tho, we won’t have to take the test
    • nino: omg tru 
    • adrien: …….so can you two like, i dunno, love yourselves please?
  • nino makes a group snapchat for the four of them because he thought it’d be cute, but adrien and alya started spamming it when they turned it into a continuous ugly selfie contest that’s been going 27 days strong. mari and nino just leave it alone and snap each other directly. 
  • not only are mari and alya synced up, but adrien and nino become those mom friends that bring junk food, pain killers, and extra tampons to school in case the girls need it
  • adrien somehow has the numbers of nino’s, alya’s, and marinette’s parents and vice versa and adrien won’t tell how he got them
    • whenever one of them is out past curfew, they’ll always get a call from adrien being like “hey so your mom called me and she wants you home right away.”
    • adrien casually texts marinette’s mom often bc she’s always asking him how he is and if he’s eating. adrien doesn’t mind bc it’s nice to have a mom worry over him. 
  • marinette has sketched out schematics for how to sneak past the agreste mansion’s security, scale the side of adrien’s home, and break him out of his room for “friend time.” she’s dead serious about it too. 
  • there was one time adrien invited everyone over to his house so they could “work on a class project.” but he hid them in his closet until his father and nathalie went to sleep so that they could sleep over at his house without anyone knowing
    • they had to keep the noise down and ninja into the kitchen whenever they wanted snacks, but adrien was the only one with a bed big enough for all four of them and alya wanted to have a go on his rock climbing wall 
  • adrien and marinette are notorious for physically crying over cute animal photos/videos, so sometimes, to screw with them, alya and nino will spam them with links during class and laugh at them these two start sobbing into their notes in the middle of a geography lesson
dragonite sprite rating

red/blue- very aggressive boy who means business!! will fight anyone who messes with those close to him. a powerful ally. 8/10

green- a playful dragon! he’s doing the cat thing with his paws. that’s adorable. 8/10

yellow- he’s got one paw on his hip like he’s about to tell you off or something. don’t mess with this dragon! 9/10

gold- gosh, what a cutie! this dragon loves you and will do anything to be your friend. 10/10 

silver- it looks like he’s inviting you to tea! how polite! will you accept his offer to get together and enjoy a nice beverage? 10/10 

crystal- look! he’s so excited to see you! he’s stamping his paws and flapping his wings in excitement! 9/10

ruby / sapphire / emerald- his colors were softened, so now he looks like an even friendlier dragon! look at him bounce! a beautiful dragon with a fresh coat of paint! 9/10 

firered / leafgreen- he’s so relaxed, but he straightened out his horns so they’re neat and tidy! still just as friendly and inviting as before. 8/10 

diamond / pearl / platinum - his color palette was changed again, and now he’s brighter than ever! it looks like he’s conducting a symphony! this dragon has decided to pursue a career in music. i support him and his decisions wholeheartedly. 11/10  

heartgold / soulsilver- back to the softened color palette (although this one was changed a bit)! this dragon fights for his friends! 9/10 

black / white / black 2 / white 2- yes!!! he is so lively and bouncy!!!! look at him!!!!! are you seeing this? oh man. this dragon is the best thing ever. 11/10

x / y / omegaruby / alphasapphire- not as bouncy as his predecessor. this dragon got himself together, and now he’s mellow and composed. 9/10 

The New Girl in English Class

Originally posted by riverdales-daily

Anon requests: hi could you please do an imahine where reader is quiet and a bit of a loner and sits in the back of class and one day in english they have to write something and present it to the class and jughead underestimates her but then is actually really impressed and develops a crush on her?? thank u

Hi, Uhm I absolutly love your account. I was wondering if you could do one where y/n is new to Riverdale and ends up be a loner, and since jughead knows what that’s like they become friends <3 lots of fluff. Please and thank you

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Description: Jughead isn’t a social butterfly, but the new girl, with her impressive writing skills, may be an exception.

Warnings: none

Word count: 958

A/N: I had a lot of fun writing this one, hope you enjoy!


Jughead didn’t care much for his classmates.  He had a select amount of friends, and they satisfied him.  He found no point in socializing with other people just for the sake of more people to talk to.  (Y/N) (Y/L/N), the new girl, was no exception to Jughead’s belief.  She had recently moved to Riverdale, and she sat in the back of Jughead’s English class.  Although he never saw her with any friends, Jughead felt no obligation to act friendly towards (Y/N) because she had no other friends.  That was not his job.

“New girl’s pretty,” Veronica commented at lunch one day.  Jughead looked up from his chips at Veronica.

“So what?” he asked, eyebrows raised.  Veronica raised her hands in mock-surrender.

“Woah there, Jughead,” she rolled her eyes, “I’m just saying.”

“I feel bad for her,” Betty joined in on the conversation.  “I don’t think she has any friends.”

“Being the new girl is hard,” Veronica empathized with (Y/N), popping a fry in her mouth.  “It’s hard to make friends at a new school.  I got lucky with you guys.”  The whole table cooed at what Veronica said, then laughed.


Their English teacher made them write an analysis on the book the class had just finished.  Jughead, a natural-born writer, finished it with ease. Most of the rest of his class, from what he could tell, struggled with the assignment.

The day that the assignment was due, the English teacher surprised everyone by announcing that the analysis would have to be read in front of the whole class.  This sent some of Jughead’s classmates into a frenzy because no one felt confident in their writing.  Jughead was the only volunteer to read.  He stepped up in front of the class and effortlessly read his analysis, and once he finished he plopped back into his chair.  Because there were no more volunteers, his teacher began to randomly select students.  Every student who went up stuttered and fumbled and lacked proper analysis in Jughead’s opinion.  Unimpressed, he sat in his chair with his arms crossed and a judgmental look plastered on his face.

“(Y/N) (Y/L/N),” the teacher called out.  Jughead shifted in his seat so he could glance at the new girl.  Her eyes were wide as she shakily stood up.  Grabbing her paper, she ventured to the front of the classroom.  She cleared her throat and began to read.  Jughead was shocked by her eloquence: her voice was clear and smooth, her writing was immaculate, and her analysis had extreme depth.  When she finished, she quickly sat down before any students had the chance to applaud.

The bell rang, and while the other students dashed out of the room, Jughead approached (Y/N) as she stuffed her binders into her bag.

“That was impressive,” he commented, leaning against the desk in front of her.  She turned to face him.

“What was impressive?” she inquired, pulling a bit of hair behind her ears.

“Your writing,” Jughead answered. “It was very eloquent.  You’re very good.”

“Yours was better,” she responded, shrugged her bag onto her shoulder.  She began to exit the classroom, and Jughead followed in her footsteps.

“That’s debatable,” he countered, “and I don’t say that too often.”  (Y/N) laughed at that, causing Jughead to crack a smile.

“Well then, I’m glad that someone has finally met your standards,” she quipped, and his smile widened.  “Anyhow, it was nice talking to you, but I have to go to history now.”  Her pace quickened as she left Jughead’s side, and he stood in the hallway as he watched her walk away.  He barely noticed that his cheeks were a bit redder than usual.


Over the course of the next two weeks, Jughead tried to get to know (Y/N) better.  He moved his seat so that he was next to her in English.  He began to invite her to his table to eat lunch with him and his friends.  Although they all noticed his shift in attitude, they chose to remain silent. They were going to let Jughead figure this one out on his own.

It took Jughead another three weeks before he finally realized what happened.  He was sitting in his booth with (Y/N) across from him.  They were working on an English project, each of them working on their own individual assignment.  There was no conversation being tossed between them, just a soothing silence.  Jughead looked up from his writing and saw the girl sitting across from him, and then it hit him.  He liked her.  

“(Y/N),” her name spilled out of his mouth before he could stop himself.  Her head snapped up, and she shot him a puzzled glance.

“Yes, Jug?” she questioned. Jug.  When did she start calling him that?

“When did you start calling me that?” he voiced his thoughts.  (Y/N) shrugged.

“I don’t know,” she answered. But he didn’t care about the answer to that question.  What he was really wondering was when did everything change?

“Is this a date?” his words stumbled over one another as they poured out of his mouth.  He immediately regretted saying that.

“I didn’t think it was,” (Y/N) remained calm.  “It can be if you want.”  Jughead almost missed the second part of her reply, but once it registered in his mind, he burst into a grin.  (Y/N) shook her head with a smile etched onto her face, and turned back to her English work.

“Or would this not be our first date, since we’ve come to Pop’s together so many times before?” Jughead wondered aloud.  (Y/N) laughed as she set her pencil down.

“It’s our first date, Jug,” she told him.  “It’s the first because we didn’t acknowledge it before.”  Jughead smiled cheekily.

“Then this is a great first date.”

Suga Daddy: Part 7

Suga Daddy: Part 7

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Words: 9.6k

Genre: Smut, angst, dirty talk, dom!Yoongi

There is another gif in the story that describes the moment I was portraying. Ignore Namjoon’s name on it, lol. Anyway, enjoy :) 

Parts:  one | two | three | four | five | six 

You had never been more excited to get out of dance practice. Yugyeom had been making fun of you the entire time because you were so out of it. You were trying to hide that from Jane because you were slightly messing up. “Shut up,” you pushed Yugyeom with a laugh, “Some of us are trying to focus.”

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Writing is Hard, Part 5: Headcanons

Summary: Dean shows the reader that there’s truth to a famous headcanon.

Read Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Warning: Smut

Word Count: 3000ish

A/N: This is all written with love for fan fic. I’m teasing, not putting it down in any way. Hope you enjoy! (Sorry, tag list is closed!) XOXO


“Reading anything good?” Dean asks.

Sam’s inside the gas station, picking up some snacks instead of listening to this conversation, so your face doesn’t feel the need to flush with embarrassment. Dean already knows exactly what you’re reading.

“I guess,” you tell him. No need to feed his ego by telling him how hot the story is.

“What is it?”

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Dating Zach Dempsey Would Include...

Originally posted by joeck

Requested to do the ‘dating Zach Dempsey would include’ but with a booknerd fem!reader :)

 

- Getting to see how smart Zach is, everyone thought Zach was under average when it came to smarts but when you start to date him you find out just how smart he is, not in the stereotypical Asian guy can do any math way, he was terrible at math but he was an A+ bio student and knew more about marine life than anyone you’ve ever met.

- Hand holding lots of hand holding, Zach is big on holding hands whether it’s while you’re walking to class or under the table during lunch or even at the library while he stands patiently next to you as you take your time looking at all the books, you don’t mind all the hand holding since your hands are always cold and Zach’s much larger ones are always so warm and soft.

- Going on dates to the aquarium, your favourite place to go to on weekend dates is the aquarium, you like watching all the fish swim around therapeutically and you love watching Zach’s eyes light up as he sees the aquatic animals he’s usually reading and studying about in textbooks.

- Cuddling on cold rainy days, Zach is a massive teddy bear when it comes to cuddles, he loves to be cuddled and also loves to be the cuddler and when it’s a cold rainy day that’s the perfect time to sit on the couch and watch movies while cuddling each other.

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I’m a wee bit embarrassed,as the leader guy said “no selfies”, which doesn’t mean “no subtle pics ” to me, but he clarified that to no pics for the second half, so I’ve just got these.

Una was lovely, just a ray of sunshine, and said that Rupert was the naughtiest on set, and would nudge her (she mimed falling over) and tell rude jokes.

Jonathan I asked if he thought Anderson had a mental breakdown over Sherlock’s death/return, and he said yes absolutely, and then implied -implied only- maybe some repressed uh…feelings for Sherlock. Said “strong feelings, right from the start, not just the competitive aspect, but VERY STRONG FEELINGS” and “well we don’t know what was going on there….” He also said that he imagined Anderson now as trying to get his job back, with not much luck.

Wanda Ventam was lively and sharp as a tack, said that Ben was moving in October and described their babies (laughingly said the 4 month old boy has “alien eyes” like Ben). Briefly described Ben’s daily workouts of an hour, and what Dr. Srange producers required. Her hubby was sweet but very quiet, and said that Steven had the idea for them to be in Sherlock but ran it by Ben first.

Mark said that he always assumed they’d do more seasons, and anything else was “click bait” that he never said. I asked him - nicely!- if he thought using things like the Garridebs as throw-away references in the last episode took them if the table for future use, and he said no, and that “the big emotional moment, it’s there” or something like that (he rambles a bit), so I’m not sure if he meant the hug, or something in the future.

Major Sholto was funny and loved being there, saying repeatedly that they were a big family, as it’s the same crew,writers etc on many shows, and so he was invited in to be family, and now the convention was like a reunion 11 thousand miles from home.

Sue was smart and warm, and described trying to get another season going as “well I leave it a while, then I start calling them and saying sooo when are you free?” Also said stuff she’s said before, I’ll skip it.

Mark also said about the skull pic that the original artist was charging them a fortune so they just had Arwel make them one. Arwel pointed out that their budget was actually quite limited, and that 4.3 the “Bond lair” was his vision, and had to be done inexpensively. Sue also made some brief mention of having a small budget, so this is obv. a big thing.

Andrew Scott seemed a bit shy, like he was pushing himself past it, or maybe rather private? Great Irish(?) accent. I asked if he was thrilled to be asked back for 4.3 and he replied oh god yeah, especially with that entrance. Interestingly, he said the pool scene was never meant to be shot, it was written off-the-cuff as audition stuff, but then they liked it so much they wrote it in. Moriarity’s original line was “ that’s what people do, they grow old an die and blah blah etc” but he (Andrew) shortened it with that amazing delivery and that’s how it stayed.

Ok, must sleep now but if I remember more tomorrow I’ll post it!

Peter x Reader — The Pool Party

The Pool Party

Summary: you were invited to a pool party, and brought Peter and Ned along, since you three are inseparable. There, you see Mike, a senior, who happens to be in drama club with you. As the afternoon goes by, he starts flirting with you. However, Peter, who’s had a crush on you since he first met you, will try his best to distract you from flirting back at Mike. 

Warnings: none that I can recall

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“Man, I’m more really glad you get to hang along with the popular kids” Ned said.

“I wouldn’t call them precisely popular but…” You added as you walked inside a pretty nice and big house.

“Well, theatre kids do have cool houses” Ned said.

“Thanks for inviting us, Y/N” Peter interrupted Ned.

“Sure” you answered. “Mike’s the only rich kid from theatre. He’s also really cool and nice”

Mike was a senior guy, who’s parents owned a big house with a pool in the backyard. He was the sort of kid who was incredibly handsome and cool. Every boy wanted to be Mike, and every girl wanted to be with Mike. Except, you weren’t really interested in him.

Although, you weren’t expecting that, from all people at the part, Mike would want to talk to you. The pool was pretty wide, and several people were there, including Ned and Peter. While Ned was having fun chatting with some more of their friends, Peter stared at you and Mike from afar, resting his elbows on the edge of the pool.

Peter knew you didn’t had a crush on him, but, the sight of him trying to win you over made him feel threatened. Mike was smart, good looking, athletic. Not that Peter wasn’t any of those things, however, Mike was popular. Peter wasn’t.

When Peter noticed Mike held your hand, as you two stood in front of each other, a wave of jealousy took over him. You didn’t mind Mike holding your hand. In fact, you started noticing his flirting after he held your hand, and it didn’t bother you. You began thinking that maybe by the end of the night, you’d probably end up making out with him. It wasn’t a big deal, it was a party, people did very stupid things at parties.

Peter got out of the pool, his thoughts clouded by jealousy. He walked towards you and Mike. You two were talking, next to the table with the drinks and snacks. Peter smiled, trying to hide his jealousy.

“Hey guys!” He said politely. “Do you mind if I steal Y/N” from you for a sec?“ He said looking at Mike, who shrugged.

"No, go ahead” Mike said.

“Y/N,  where’s your phone?” Peter asked suspiciously.

“In my purse, over there” you said pointing at a small couch.

“Lovely” Peter said, as he carried you in his arms.

Your instant reaction was to clung to him for your life, starting to get nervous.

“Peter, what are you doing?” You said, as he ignored you completely, and began walking to the pool. “Peter!” You shouted playfully when you realised what Peter was going to do. “Peter no!” You laughed, as he got closer and closer to the pool.

“Peter yes!” He said and jumped inside the pool with you in his arms.

The water splashed, and Peter still held you in his arms, as the two of you  swam to the surface.

“I hate you” you laughed as you took of your hair from your face

“No you don’t, you love me” Peter giggled.

“Yeah Peter. I love you, but I can hate you too, you know?” You chuckled, as you splashed water to his face, as he kept laughing.

You hadn’t even changed to your swimming suit, but your clothes were already wet, so you decided to ignore the fact that you’d have to wait to dry a little bit before calling your mom to pick you up.

You began swimming with Peter. At first, Peter taking the role of the protective friend, saying he wanted to avoid Mike hurting your feelings. Of course you didn’t believe him, and thought maybe he was jealous. But why? You shook that thought off your head and doc used on play and swim with Peter.

By sunset, you were piggy riding Peter’s back, as you were talking along with the rest of the decathlon team, discussing nerdy topics of your interests, still in the pool. After a few minutes, Peter walked away from their group of friends and began swimming with you in his back.

“C'mon, it’s my turn now to piggy ride” he said letting you go and swimming behind you, before wrapping his arms around your waist and his arms around your shoulders.

As you swam, with Peter on your back, you two began discussing what happened in Sokovia and the agreement that came up after wards. Peter had been contacted by Stark pretty recently, and was going to leave to Berlin. He still didn’t know why, but he was sure it had something to do with what happened in Sokovia

Eventually, Peter began massaging your shoulders, as he was still hanging from you back. It tickled, but at the same time it felt nice.

“This is good” you whispered as Peter got off your back.

“Yeah?” He asked, as you nodded in response.

At this point, it was starting to get dark, and some people began leaving the pool, however, some of your friends were still there. You and Peter were now in the opposite side of the pool. You were floating with your eyes closed, as Peter kept massaging your neck and shoulders silently.

Peter’s hand ran softly along your arm, and stopped on your hand. His gentle touch gave you chills, and everything felt more intense, since your eyes were closed. The next thing that happened, caught you by surprise. You felt Peter’s lips press against yours. It took you a few seconds before you realised what was happening, and kissed him back.

After a few seconds of awkwardly trying to figure out what was going on, you eventually synced. His arms held you by the back, and squeezed you in a tight hug, as you kept making out. Your hands were playing with his hair, as you wrapped your legs around his torso.

“Dude, check that out” Michelle whispered to Ned, as Ned turned around and saw you two making out slowly, yet passionately.

“Whoa…” Ned sighed. “It was a matter of time” he whispered.

“I always thought they looked cute together” Michelle added. “Let’s get out of here before this gets more awkward” she chuckled.

“I’m with you” Ned said.

You broke the kiss, and leaned your forehead against his, as you two panted.

“Peter, that was…” You whispered.

“Unexpected?” He added, blushing.

“I was going to say great, but it was also unexpected” you chuckled awkwardly, thinking that you’d made out with your best friend.

“I-I-I don’t know what happened there…” Peter whispered, looking at you in the eye. “I saw Mike flirting with you, and felt…” He stopped, and looked down for a second. “Really jealous…”

“Peter…”

“I really like you Y/N” he whispered, holding your face in his warm hands, before he leaned forwards, kissing you again.

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I hope you like it!! And, if you can, leave feedback, also requests are open. I’m a bit busy, but I’ll try to post more imagines soon!! ^-^

Donald Trump Jr.’s Meeting With A Russian Lawyer: What We Know So Far

On Sunday, Donald Trump Jr. admitted that during the 2016 election, he spoke to a Russian lawyer who claimed to have damaging information on Hillary Clinton. So what the fuck is actually going on? Here is everything we know so far.

Donald Trump Jr. did not know who Hillary Clinton was before the meeting took place, and he still does not know who she is:

Sources close to Trump Jr. have stated that he did not know who Hillary Clinton was before his meeting with a Russian lawyer took place and that he was even more confused after damaging information about the 2016 Democratic presidential candidate was allegedly disclosed to him by a Russian source.

The Russian lawyer was played by Cate Blanchett in a performance that is sure to generate some serious Oscar buzz:

According to The New York Times, Blanchett “shines” as Russian lawyer Natalia Veselnitskaya in her secret meeting with Donald Trump Jr. Bringing her unique blend of charm and poise to the role of an elegant femme fatale whose affiliation with the younger Trump remains unclear, Blanchett has all but guaranteed herself a nomination for Best Supporting Actress.

Donald Trump Jr. agreed to the meeting because he just really liked being invited to something:

Despite the potentially damaging implications of his meeting with a foreign agent for information on Clinton, evidence suggests that Donald Trump Jr. went ahead with the meeting because he just felt really nice about being invited to a thing, especially one that’s so secret and important. While no such information was ultimately given, Trump Jr. has privately confirmed that it didn’t really matter, as the invitation served as a real self-esteem boost for him.

Trump Jr. is dousing himself in deer urine so that reporters will stay the hell away from him:

Terrified that he’ll say even more revealing information about Russian ties, Donald Trump Jr. has been pouring incredibly large jugs of deer urine on himself so that reporters won’t think twice about staying the hell away from him. Reports also suggest that he has put some of the deer urine into a spritz bottle and mists himself with it every 30 to 40 seconds.

He admitted that the meeting was not very fun:

After disclosing publicly that his meeting with a Russian lawyer did in fact occur, Donald Trump Jr. admitted that the meeting was not very fun and that he would have preferred the conversation take place over phone or text.

Heart on the Line (part 1)

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You and Bucky had your differences in college, but now you need a place to stay and he needs a roommate, and in order to make ends meet, you two start a phone sex line together.  

“For a Good Time, Call…” AU


author: sugardaddytonystark (formerly buckysbackpackbuckle)
pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
word count: 1516
warnings: smutty smut smut and dirty talk (future chapters)

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BNHA Headcanons part 2

Cuz ive rested and have no impulse control

Todoroki

- I really like the idea of him being like Captain Holt from B99.

- He once stared at a wall for five straight hours. Momo declared he was obviously thinking about life itself. He was actually just wondering what would happen if Pinocchio said “I’m lying.” When he told Izuku later they delved into a very intense conversation that has yet to be settled.

- His worst subject is English. 

- His favorite color is yellow. When asked why, he just shrugs. But in reality its because his mom really liked keeping marigolds in the house when he was younger.

Bakugou

- This boi can style hair. Nobody believes him for a long time when he accidentally made a snide comment about it. Kiri is the only one who bothers to see if its true, and sports some crazy braids for a couple days. The girls are too scared to really ask for him to theirs tho. They don’t realize he actually really likes doing it. It reminds him of sitting around his mom’s hair salon.

- Cannot tell a joke. He’s tried. Three people left crying, and somehow Izuku was pissed. Nobody talks about that day.

- “Sorry for the mean, awful, accurate things I said.”

- Has gotten into a screaming match with both a parrot and a kitten. The Bakusquad no longer takes him to pet stores.

Mina

- “My last fuck just flew out the window, right behind Todo’s.”

- Really likes to ask questions. No one is safe. “Seriously, Shoji, do you have an actual mouth or…?”

- Is that person who would own a tarantula and name it Sweetums. 

- Has drop kicked Mineta roughly seventeen (17) times. She’s going for a world record.

- Has a really nice voice. 

Kaminari

- Has never actually played a pokemon game. Prefers Digimon. Kirishima nearly disowned him.

- Actually really respectful of personal bubbles. Mostly cuz he’s scared he’ll accidentally electrocute you. Hugs are rare. 

- Never actually falls asleep during class. He actually just daydreams about random stuff.

- Irrationally scared of being invited to a pool party. Only swims if he’s the only one in the pool. But he’s not much of a swimmer to begin with.

Uraraka

- Hates texting. Prefers phone calls.

- She discovered her quirk by hitting the coffee table during a fit. They couldn’t figure out how to get it down for three hours. 

- Is actually really fascinated by architecture. 

- Her bucket list consists of going on a bungee jumping spree in which she makes herself levitate halfway down to give the people running it a minor heart attack, and learning how to tango. She cannot dance, so the second thing will take a while.

Tsuyu

- Not a morning person. She’s actually rather terrifying. 

- Is not afraid to deck someone for touching her or her friends without consent. Bakugou witnessed this once, and she has since unknowingly earned his respect. 

- Will cut your sandwiches into fun shapes and goes into mom mode when her friends are sick. Has carried nearly everyone to Recovery Girl for being sick with the flu. 

- Her mom likes to tell her that her hair is like that cuz of a curse that was put on her as a baby. She believes her a little more everyday.


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Jealousy

Summary: You ask your best friend to pretend to be your boyfriend to make your ex jealous.

Pairing: Kim Seokjin (Jin) / Reader

Genre: Fluff / Smut

Words: 3.5k

A/N: (Feat. Wonwoo from Svt) Sorry Svt fans, I made him the enemy. I love Wonwoo though :)

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“Okay that’s the last one.” Your new step father said.

Your mother just remarried and she figured it’s time that everyone lived together. Your step father was sweet so you had no complaints but as for his daughter. She was a snob but all you could do was play nice.

The last of the boxes finally settled so you thought you would try to step out.

“Hey mom….can I go to Jins?”

“No, we are having our first dinner tonight as a family.” You mother complained.

“I’ll be back….he only lives a few blocks away.”

Your mom didn’t like the fact that Jin lived by himself, technically he had a roommate but she still didn’t approve of you going there. He only was a few years older then you, three years to be exact. She also didn’t understand that you were just friends so nothing ever happens between you two. One more year and you can move out, you were counting the days.

“Fine you better be here….you got two hours.” You smiled and left quickly.

-

You knocked outside of your friends door. The door opened and you saw Namjoon. “You’re not pizza.” He said disappointed.

“Rude.” You pushed him out of the way. “Why do you need pizza when you have Jin….he cooks better then my mom.”

“I do.” He laughed from the kitchen.

“Can you make me my-” Before you could finish he rolled his eyes annoyed.

“Every time….you only come over for my goodies.” He whined.

You laughed as you wrapped your arms around him from behind. “That’s not true.” You giggled. “That’s the second reason.”

“Okay fine…one apple strudel coming up.”

“Thank you….my mom loves them too so I’m gonna have to hide them.”

“Or I could give you the recipe and you could make them yourself.” You glared at him causing him to do his famous laugh.

You heard a knock on the door. “Now this better be the pizza.” Namjoon got up.

He opened the door and you saw their friend Hoseok at the door with the pizza. “Thank you for the free pizza.” Namjoon grabbed it off his hands.

“No not again….you got me in trouble.” Hoseok complainted. “This is my third job in a year can you please not get me fired.” Namjoon glared and gave him his card so he could swipe it.

“What’s the point of working there if you can’t give your friends discounts.” You laughed.

“Hey what the hell (Y/N), you used to be on my side.”

“I am.” You didn’t noticed Jin look down upset as you bear hugged Hoseok.

You were like a little sister to all of Jin and his friends but the one thing you didn’t know was that Jin had feelings for you.

“Do you want some pizza?” Namjoon asked.

“No…..my mom is making me go home to dine with my new family.” You said in a mocking tone.

“They moved in?” Hoseok asked.

“Yeah.” You arched your eyebrows.

“Bummer.” Namjoon said.

“I have to get back to work.” Hoseok said goodbye and left.

You walked over to the kitchen just as Jin put your strudel in the oven. “What time do you have to go back?” He asked.

“I have an hour.” You both sunk in to the couch next to Namjoon and put on a movie.

Before you know it the movie ended and you felt your phone buzz in your pocket. When you looked at the ID, you saw it was your mother. Shit!!

“Hi mom.” You said cheerfully.

“Where are you?”

“I’m on my way home.” You lied as you started putting your shoes on.

“You always do this.” Your mother said disappointed.

“I’m sorry I’ll be there any minute.” And you snapped and hung up.

“I better go.”

“Don’t forget your strudel.” Jin said and you grabbed it and left.

-

As soon as you entered the chamber you call home you heard loud laughter coming from the dining room. When you entered the room you saw your mother and your step father on each side of the table and the backs of your annoying step sister Mina and the back of some guys head.

“(Y/N) Your late.” You mother tried to not sound annoyed.

“I’m sorry.” You said as you made your way around the table getting a view of your mystery guest. You felt your stomach sink once you saw him. What the fuck is he doing here?

As soon as he saw your face, he went pale, like he seen a ghost. It was Wonwoo, your ex boyfriend. Why was he here? He can’t be dating her.

“(Y/N) this is Wonwoo, my boyfriend.” Mina said to break the awkward silence. This is unreal.

“Hi.” You said with no emotion. He nervously smiled. It wasn’t a surprise your mother didn’t recognize him, she was always busy with her work.

“I thought this was a family dinner?” You sassed.

“(Y/N) What’s with you?” Your mother whispered but it was clear that everyone could hear.

“Nothing it’s just that I didn’t know we could of invite guest unless I would of.” You rolled your eyes looking down.

“Mina gave us permission, but you can invite people over too (Y/N).” Your step dad nicely said.

“My mom never told me that.” You continued your gaze down at your plate.

“Invite your friend over tomorrow.” He said.

“You have friends?” Mina smirked.

She can act like that and get away with it but when you do it your mother acts like all hell broke loose.

“I have lots of friends actually and they all exists.” You snickered. “Can I invite Jin over mom?”

“Who’s Jin.” Mina said annoyed.

My boyfriend.”

You heard your mother cough while swallowing her food. “Boyfriend?”

“Yeah.” You said it like it was obvious.

“You told me-”

“Mom we had this talk already I know you don’t approve because he’s older but you never even got to know him.” Which was kind of true but with the wrong message.

Your mother looked at you confused and angry at the same time. “We need to talk about this later.” You nodded.

-

“Sorry what?” Jin asked because he thought he misheard what you said.

“Did I tell you how handsome you look today.” You avoid his question.

“Did you just ask me to be your boyfriend?” He was still confused.

“So handsome.” He just glared at you confused. “Okay fine…… that’s exactly what I said.”

“Why?” He carried out the word.

“Don’t get offended or anything because you’re my best friend and I love you.” You held your hands together placing them over your chest.

“Can you please pretend to be my boyfriend because my evil witch from another planet step sister is dating my ex.”

“Wonwoo?” He asked.

“Yes Jin…because I’ve been in so many relationships.” You said sarcastically. “So will you help me?”

“Why do you need me, you said you were over him.”

“I am I just want to show him that I’m not pathetic and I can get another guy.” You said grouchy.

“Being single doesn’t make you pathetic.”

“I know I just don’t want Mina to find out, she’ll gloat in my face.”

He rolled his eyes. “Technically you don’t have a choice because I kinda told everyone already.” You bit your lip nervously. He glared at you.

“Okay.”

“Thank you.” You gave him the biggest hug ever. “I told my mom that you could come to dinner tomorrow night.”

“I don’t know if I can fake it.”

“Jin come one….its not hard.”

He looked at you concerned. “Let’s practice.” You sat closer to him. “Kiss me.” His eyes shot open wide. “It’s okay.” You giggled.

He wasn’t making any movements so you grabbed his cheeks and brought your lips to his. It took him a while to work against your lips but he eventually responded. You removed your hands from his face and leaned them on his shoulders. You can’t believe you are saying this but it felt nice.

“Woah, what’s going on?” You heard Namjoon enter the room.

You both looked at him stunned. “You guys are together now? It’s about time.” He laughed.

“No, it’s a long story but I’ll see you tomorrow right?” You got up ready to leave.

He nodded. “What was that?” Namjoon asked Jin.

“It’s a long story I guess.”

-

You watched as your mother set the table with an attitude. “You still mad at me?”

“You lied to me.”

“I’ll take that as a yes.” You mumbled. “I’m sorry if I told you the truth then you wouldn’t have let me go.”

“That’s right I wouldn’t of.” She argued.

“Why are you so mad….you said you liked Jin.”

“Yeah but you said you were just friends.”

“We still are mom….we are exploring.” Your mother rolled your eyes.

“Jin’s a gentleman…he hasn’t even touched me yet.”

“Aish.” Your mother rubbed her forehead stressed.

“Hey dear.” Your step dad entered.

“He’s here.” You followed the knocking at the door.

You bumped into Mina on your way to the door. “Jeez what has gotten into you?”

“My boyfriends here.” You gloated.

You opened the door and there he was your best friend/pretend boyfriend. You noticed the slight change in his hair color. You arched your eyebrows at him.

You greeted him and wrapped your arms around his neck kissing him on the lips. He was caught off guard again but soon responded.

You heard a voice clearing behind you. Mina. “Jin this is Mina my step sister ” You said rushed, so she can go away.

“Hi.” She greeted cheerfully. “Nice to meet you.” She shook his hand. She was putting on some shy act. Was she attracted to Jin?

You looked at her and shoo'ed her away. She smiled and met your parents in the kitchen.

“I don’t see you for a day and you die your hair pink.” You noticed the slight tint of rose color coming off his blonde as soon as he stepped in the light.

“It was Namjoons idea.” He laughed.

“Why do you listen to him?” You grabbed his hand and led him to where the rest of the house was.

Your mother played nice even though she was in the past. Did Mina forget she had a boyfriend? She has your ex boyfriend and now she wants your fake boyfriend. You could tell that Jin was uncomfortable by the way she would constantly gaze at him.

“So Jin how long have you two been dating?” Your step dad asked.

“We have-” You started but your mom interfered.

“He asked Jin.” Your mother warned you.

He looked at you before he answered. “About two months now.” He lied. Your mom looked more ashamed of you because you lied but you knew in the end she prefer him then other guys.

-

The rest of dinner was pretty awkward. You walked Jin to his car. “Good job buddy.” You patted him on the back.

“How long are you going to make me do this?” He sounded disappointed.

“I don’t know.” You shrugged your shoulders.

“Good night (Y/N).” He opened his car door.

“Hey, are you okay?” He nodded. You knew something was wrong but you didn’t want to push it.

As soon as he drove away, another car pulled up. Wonwoo. What is he doing here?

“Hey (Y/N).” He got out leaning on his car.

“What are you doing here?”

“I’m picking up Mina.” He answered.

“This late.” You sassed. “Never mind I don’t care.”

“You know I had no idea she was your sister.” He said.

“Step sister.” You corrected.

He walked up closer to you. “So you really seeing someone huh?” He was strangely close, which made you uncomfortable for Mina’s sake.

“Yup.” His eyes lingered down to your lips.

“You sure or are you just saying that to make me jealous.” He smirked leaning in closer to you.

You pushed him away from you. “What the fuck are you doing? What happened to you…you’ve changed.” You said distressed.

“Did you pull these stunts when you were with me…is that why you broke up with me because you were afraid I was going to find out?” You continued.

“I was just kidding chill….I broke up with you because you were a clingy bitch.” You were stunned those words left his mouth. He was never like this, or so you thought.

“Wow…best to luck with you and Mina because I’ll tell you she’s something…..she couldn’t even take her eyes off my boyfriend at dinner.” You smiled deviously and head towards the door.

As soon as you opened the door you saw Mina walking down the stairs. “The garbage man is here to take out the trash.” You smiled at her confused face and went to your room.

-

All week you begged Jin to go to your house to hang out instead of his. You couldn’t help but noticed Jin’s cold attitude towards you lately, but it was only when you two were alone other then that he acted fine. And boy could he act, he acted like a true boyfriend around your family. You liked it.

Every time you would kiss him, you actually felt butterflies in your stomach. You loved when he held your hand and you loved how he complimented you. Were you falling for your best friend?

As cliche as it sounds when you kissed him for the first time just a week ago, you felt a spark. The only problem was you thought he didn’t feel the same way.

You two were sitting on the couch watching a movie at your house. You were alone together, or so you thought. You looked at Jin as he was focusing on the movie. He was so handsome. You hated yourself for never seeing him that way before. Things were different now, you saw him different now.

You felt butterflies as you watched him bite his lips. You couldn’t control yourself much longer. You grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him towards you as you kissed him desperately. He responded immediately as he smiled into the kiss. You deepened the kiss as you explored his mouth with your tongue. You moved your hand down his chest feeling every inch of him. You were surprised he wasn’t stopping you. You had a little hope that he felt the same way.

“Woah get a room.” You heard an annoying familiar voice ruining the moment behind you. Both of you didn’t say anything as you watched Mina and Wonwoo head up stairs.

“We’ll be upstairs.” Mina said. You caught a glimpse of Wonwoo’s face, it was pure jealousy.

You slightly smiled and faced Jin once again. He had a look of realization, but then turned to anger.

“Wow for a second I thought that was real.” Then he got up and grabbed his jacket.

“Wait Jin.” You ran after him but he was almost to his car already.

“It was real.” But he didn’t hear you as he drove off.

-

You knocked on the door quickly hoping he would answer. The door opened and to your surprise it was Namjoon.

“He doesn’t want company.” He tried to close the door.

“Wait please I need to talk to him.” He wasn’t budging. “Please.” You said sadly.

He opened the door for you and looked at you ashamed. “Do you think you could leave us alone for a bit.” You smiled sadly.

“Only if you promise not to break his heart even more.”

“Trust me I won’t.” You smiled and Namjoon grabbed his keys and left.

You knocked on Jin’s door softly. “Namjoon I told you I’m fine.” He answered but you just knocked again. You heard a groan and movement. He opened the door and his facial expression changed as he noticed you. He didn’t expected you of all people.

“What are you doing here?” He looked at you hard.

“To apologize.” You didn’t let him answer you just wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him into your lips.

He slowly pulled away and looked at you crushed. “Why are you doing this to me?”

“I wasn’t acting Jin….I didn’t know they were there.”

He gave you a look that he didn’t believe you. “I know what I did was wrong but this past week with you.” You blushed. “I realized how I felt about you.”

“Your not saying that just to save our friendship are you?”

“Nope.” You pushed him farther back and shut the door behind you. He had a smile on his face but he still looked confused.

“You really have feelings for me?” He said worryingly. You pushed him again until he fell back on his bed.

“Yes Jin…I’m sorry that it took me this long.” You climbed on to him straddling his hips.

You leaned down kissing him intensely. You felt him grab onto your hips tugging on your shirt. You sat back up to pull off your shirt.

“How long have you like me?” You said lustfully.

“A while.” He smirked.

You leaned back done kissing his neck. You could already feel him getting aroused underneath you. He got confident and flipped you both over so he was on top. You reached for your own jeans and sliding them off as he kissed your neck.

“Jin.” He mumbled against your neck to show he was listening. “Please make love to me.”

He pulled away looking at you seriously. Jin knows that you’re a virgin and asking him was a big step because even when you were with Wonwoo you held out as long as you could because you weren’t ready.

“I want you to be my first.” You whispered. He sweetly smiled at your request. That signaled you to continue so you reached for his pants buckle as he pulled off his shirt.

He then pulled down your panties kissing up your thigh all the way up your stomach until he reached your lips again. He was so fragile with your body and it gave you shivers.

He knew that your first time was a memory that would linger your mind forever and he wanted it to be special. In that moment you knew you made the right decision. You couldn’t have asked a better person to be your first. Your best friend to fake boyfriend to your real boyfriend.

You reached your hand down his boxers feeling his erect member. You felt butterflies as you gently stroke him. This was all new to you and you couldn’t help but feel excited.

He pulled off the rest of his pants as he reached into his side table grabbing a condom. You quickly removed your bra as he started to unroll the latex down his length. You felt nervous. He leaned over you again and kissed you passionately.

“This is going to hurt a little.” He blushed.

In that case you didn’t care you just wanted to feel connected with him. You felt comfortable and warm. You responded by kissing him once more.

You felt his member brush your folds before he slowly slid into you. You quietly screeched from the sting. “You want me to stop.” He sweetly asked with concern.

“No….just move slow.” You smiled. The first few thrust were slow and painful but it felt better as your body finally adjusted to his size. He continued slow until you told him to move faster.

“You sure?” You nodded. As he picked up the pace the pain turned into pleasure. The pleasure was nice. You could get used to this.

He kissed your neck roughly probably leaving marks as he rocked against your body. You wrapped your legs around his waist from under the blanket to get better angle. You moaned feeling the pleasure stir up in your stomach. This new feeling was like a drug to you and you wanted more of it.

He reached around kissing your lips softly. He interlocked his fingers with yours as you both worked against each other. You felt the tingling feeling wash over your body as it made its way down to your toes numbing them in the process. You let the feeling take control of your body as you weakly laid there under Jin.

You felt Jin slow down his pace as he quietly moaned against your lips. You felt him warm up your insides as his slow thrust came to a complete stop. You still felt like you were in a daze. You were replaying every detail in your mind as you still tried to catch your breath. Jin swiftly rolled over to your side trying to steady his breathing as well.

You couldn’t help but giggle from the feeling. “That was amazing.” You sounded cliche like some predictable Rom-Com but you couldn’t help it.

“Your welcome.” You smiled from the fact he was still trying to catch his breath.

You rolled over so you could lean into his arms. He wrapped his arms around you as you both cuddled enjoying the moment. You looked up smiling at his beautiful face. He leaned down pecking your lips cutely.

“Finally!” You heard someone shout from the other end of the apartment. Namjoon? What the fuck.

-

Masterlist

Billion Dollar Man

Kwon Jiyong/ G Dragon X Reader

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Moodboard by @memoiresofaneternaldreamer

When you originally pulled the invitation from your mailbox you thought it had been yet another wedding invitation from one of your college friends. The elaborate gold writing on the black envelope, wrapped in actual lace. It was easy to assume from its elegance that it would be something like that.

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Sugar Daddy date ideas

Obviously to start out with you have coffee, drinks at a nice/fancy bar, lunch/dinner.
Once you start to get closer and more intimate, dates I have had or am planning for the future are:

- wine tasting at a vineyard, or tasting scotch at a distillery, or beer in a brewery

- for bars, take him to a secret speakeasy he doesn’t know about, or suggest he gets a room at a luxury hotel with drinks in the bar beforehand 😉

- couple’s spa/ massages, champagne and plenty of private time

-if your SD likes clubbing, invite your hot girlfriends (make sure you can trust them not to steal him away) and have him get a table at an exclusive club.

-have him take you to Vegas to gamble! He should give you some money to play with, and maybe you can win some more to take home

- shopping at boutiques/department stores (pick things out for him too! Make sure it’s not just all about you. Choose things you think look good on him and tell him he looks sexy, that way he’s less likely to feel like you’re using him.. though of course you are)
Also, you can ask him to pick out clothes that he thinks look good on you (or lingerie 😉) that way, you can play it off as him buying you new clothes for his own enjoyment! Tell him “I can’t wait to wear this for you..”

- if you’re not shy, take him to a sex toy shop.

- have him take you to a concert or play in the VIP section.. maybe you want to see Jay Z, Beyoncé or Kanye on tour? Or maybe he enjoys Broadway?

- for the more refined SD maybe ballet or the opera.. if anything it’s a nice excuse to get dressed up in black tie and look stunning. If you don’t know anything about it read up on whichever show you’re going to and the careers of the performers, and make it sound like you know what you’re talking about!

- for the sporty SB’s go skiing, play tennis or even better, golfing. If you know how to golf that is a huge plus in the SD world because it’s a sport that many businessmen enjoy and use to close deals! Use going golfing with him to close your deal 😉

- if you don’t want to play a sport then you can at least go to a game with him! What’s his favorite sport? Football, soccer, baseball, basketball? Maybe he can get court side seats! And again, read up on the sport so you’re not constantly asking him to explain what’s going on. Nothing is more annoying. You don’t have to go overboard and pretend you’re a huge fan, as that’s annoying too if you’re faking it, but at least have a general idea of how things work.

- upper class sporting events include polo (veuve clicquot polo classic for example), Wimbledon or the US Open, or the Masters golf tournament. These tickets are generally more expensive, and you should dress nicer.

- cooking classes! Learn how to cook each other’s favorite meals

- gallery openings and museum exhibitions, or charity galas. This depends on whether your SD wants to introduce you to his friends and society (assuming he is part of society). Even if he isn’t, you can buy tickets to major art events such as Art Basel in Miami. Or attend an art auction by major auctions houses such as Christie’s or Sotheby’s

- Getaway for the weekend to the beach! Remember, if he’s kind enough to book tickets and arrange everything, it’s your job to make the weekend as stress free and relaxing for him as possible. And long walks on the beach, while cliched, are still very romantic! And take care of him while you’re there - for example make sure his drink is always full (you order with the waiter so he doesn’t have to) and put sunscreen on him, throwing in a little massage.

- My SD took me in a helicopter to the Hamptons. Got to see this incredible view of New York as we were flying out (and on the way back as well)! Or for the more adventurous pairs.. sky diving?

- have him rent a yacht for just the two of you for the day/weekend (or if he owns a yacht, even better)!

- for the traveling SD, have him take you along on his business trips. London seems to be a common destination for these types, as does NYC, LA, and Hong Kong.

- take a short weekend road trip if you can’t travel for longer. For example, go to Nantucket from Boston for the weekend, or drive to Napa if you live in California

- stay up all night kissing and talking until the sunrise is a sure fire way to make him fall in love with you and have him wrapped around your little finger

- more couple vacation ideas include going glamping on safari in Africa (not like camping at all - it’s like a five star hotel with air conditioning etc that just happens to be in a tent rather than a building), going salsa dancing in South America, scuba diving in the Maldives or Fiji, or shopping in the souks in Marrakech!

- you can always surprise him by showing up at his door with movies, a bottle of wine, and wearing a coat with nothing underneath!

You can really make memories to last a lifetime with your SD footing the bill, and it’s a win win for all as he gets to go on dates/vacations with a pretty young thing and make memories as well!

And remember, it’s his experience as well, especially since he’s paying for it. You should be low maintenance and non fussy - to an extent. Obviously your plane tickets should be first or business class, but don’t kick up a fuss if he takes you to Italian instead of Sushi, for example. ALWAYS, ALWAYS BE GRACIOUS AND GRATEFUL!!! if he wanted someone nagging him and being bitter/bitchy/passive aggressive about stupid details, he’d get a girlfriend or a wife!

Any other suggestions?

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This is my contribution to @bionic-buckyb ‘s 5K follower AU writing challenge!
#57 - movie star / celebrity


author: sugardaddytonystark (formerly buckysbackpackbuckle)
pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
word count: 1179
warnings: AU, smut

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“Come on,” Bucky moans. “Come for me, sweetheart.”

It’s in the script, printed there in black and white, but it’s still a shock to you anyway. His voice is pitched low and rough. His blue eyes are bright and sparkling as he looks down at you. His dick is rubbing against your clit, and even through two layers of fabric, you can feel him hot and hard and thick against you. So when he tells you to come, you do it, and you hope that everyone else thinks your acting is just that good.

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Andrew shuts the door behind him and tells himself that he isn’t going out of his way to be quiet so he won’t wake up Neil. He’s starting to believe Neil’s onto something when he calls Andrew a terrible liar, but he’d never admit that to his face.

Out of spite and anger at that realization, Andrew lets his keys clatter on the table as he sets them down, along with his bags from where he was travelling with his team. He only succeeds in rousing the cats; Neil sleeps like the fucking dead.

King meows noisily at Andrew’s feet while Sir makes himself at home on the kitchen table. Andrew says “no” a few times, but the dumb things keep looking at him, so he scratches behind their ears until they sniff and go away. They got the cats because Neil didn’t like being alone when Andrew was at games and cats could more or less take care of themselves if they were gone for a day. If their schedules both meant they were gone for a few days, one of the Foxes would catsit, usually Matt or Renee. They joked that they were the godparents, much to Andrew’s chagrin.

He wondered at how domestic he’d become and the clench in his gut at the thought is still there, though it lessened a bit every day. He still woke up most days waiting for the other shoe to drop and the cats moving in the middle of the night still startled him, but he feels…settled. And that scares him more than anything else.

He walks into the bedroom and it isn’t until he’s down to his tank top and boxers and is crawling into bed that Neil finally stirs with a groan. When he sees Andrew, his face breaks into a sleepy smile and he says, groggily, “You’re home.”

His Neil isn’t usually like this. Neil’s not soft, or nice, even after all these years. His Neil screams at matches on TV and tells off reporters who dare to bring up his past in interviews. His Neil pisses Andrew off to no end by stealing the covers and letting the cats on the bed and asking Andrew to go to Aaron’s wedding when Andrew wants to throw the invitation away.

They’re not soft people; they love with all they have and fight with it too. But there are moments like this, when Andrew’s tired and something in him slips and cracks, where he lays down next to Neil and brushes his fingers over the scars on Neil’s face, the most beautiful part of him, and whispers, “Yeah. I’m home.”

wade stuck around for manicure night with nat. it shouldnt surprise anyone that the merc with a mouth is excellent for commentary on b-level horror movies, which nat loves. im not always big on talking so its kinda nice to have someone else fill the silence. and red is also his color. he might actually get a return invite. 

though not if he keeps being this handsy. 

Interrogation (Jughead x Reader)

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You were sitting in your usual booth at Pop’s Diner, revising some maths equations while you waited for your routine chocolate milkshake to arrive. You usually did this, as you didn’t like studying at home. You preferred noisy surroundings, as it motivated you to keep focused. Whenever you were studying you never invited anyone to sit with you at the diner, not even Jughead, your best friend for four years; so you were surprised when he sat down across from you.

You looked up at him with a questioning look, Jughead usually only popped up randomly when he was interrogating people, “Hello,” you greeted him.

He didn’t reply, just watched as your long awaited milkshake was placed on the table by a nice waitress, and stole the cherry off the top.

“You’re lucky I don’t like cherries,” you said to him, knowing he already knew that, “Is there a reason to your sudden appearance during my study time?”

He finally spoke, “Something tells me you’ve been keeping information from me.”

You raised your eyebrow, while you took a sip from your milkshake.

He elaborated, less interrogative now, more caring, “You’ve been acting weird around me lately, and I haven’t stopped thinking about it.”

Although your heart skipped a beat in panic, you kept a straight face. You realised lately that you’ve actually grown feelings for the boy with the dark brown locks. You hadn’t realised but it has made you hyperaware of everything you did around him, careful not to be too flirtatious in case he picked up on it. You couldn’t bear the thought of ruining your friendship.

“Y/N?”  Jughead clicked his fingers in front of your face.

“Sorry, I just,” You tried to find an excuse, “I’ve been stressed about school, that’s all.”

He squinted at you in disbelief, “I know when you’re lying Y/N, why won’t you tell me what’s wrong? Have I done something?”

You took another sip of your milkshake, debating a reasonable answer, “It’s not that I won’t, it’s that I can’t. And no you haven’t done anything.”

“You know you can tell me anything, you’re my best friend,” Jughead told you.

You looked up at him and nodded, “I know, but not this.”

“Fine, I’ll leave it alone for now but I will get an answer, don’t you worry,” Jughead said and with that he got up and walked out of Pop’s, leaving you to your study and thoughts about the boy in the crown beanie.

You were lying in bed later that night, scrolling mindlessly through your phone, when you heard a knock at your window. You jumped when you saw a silhouette outside, but then looked a little closer to see the facial features of none other but Jughead. You put your phone down and walked over to the window to open it to let him in.

“Hey,” Jughead greeted you, climbing up the ladder he somehow found, into your bedroom.

You shook your head at his antics, a smile of amusement on your face, his weirdness will forever be surprising, “Hey.”

“Mind if I stay for a bit?” He asked.

“Sure,” you said, walking back over to your bed to lay down.

Jughead slipped off his shoes, walked over and laid down next to you. You both were just laying on your backs, staring up at the ceiling in a comfortable silence.

You spoke up, “Is there a reason you came to my house at 9pm at night?”

“You still haven’t told me what’s wrong,” He blatantly answered.

You sighed, “Right.”

He turned his head to look at you, “Please? Can you tell me what’s wrong? I feel like I’m not being a good friend by not knowing.”

You turned your head to him as well, staring into his eyes, those eyes you’ve grown to love, “I already told you, I can’t.”

He looked annoyed all of a sudden, “Whatever, don’t tell me then.”

You sat up, surprised by his annoyance, “Juggie, c’mon, I’m not keeping it from you to hurt you, I can’t tell you cause…” you sighed, “I-I just can’t, please don’t be mad.”

He sat up too, annoyance gone, replaced with a mischievous look, “Fine, I’m just gonna have to tickle it out of you.”

Your eyes widened in panic, you hated being tickled, you hated it, you were the most ticklish person ever, but before you could react, he’d already started on your sides.

“Jughead,” you laughed, “Please,” another laugh, “Stop!”

He didn’t oblige, you fell back, trying to get away but he stopped you by straddling your hips. He moved his hands up to your neck, tickling you feverishly and deviously, giving you no mercy.

“How,” laugh, “am I supposed,” laugh, “tell you,” laugh, “when you’re,” laugh, “doing this!” You choked out.

He stopped, hands placed softly on either side of your neck and somehow his face had gotten closer to yours.  He looked at you expectantly, waiting for the answer he so dearly wanted. Out of habit your eyes flickered to his lips, and when you looked back up there was a look of realisation on his face. Panic filled you, realising how obvious you had just been, but you thoughts were silenced when you felt a pair of lips on your own.

Jugheads lips.

Jughead was kissing you.

Your eyes fluttered shut, melting into the kiss. It was everything you had imagined and more. After a few moments, he pulled away. You opened your eyes to a smiling Jughead, and you smiled back.

Then he kissed you once more.