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this is from a skimmons college au i was working on for femslash feb and then i ended up going with something else?? im not sure, i never wrote past the first page so heres a sample of that
Whoever said taking 8am classes in college would be worth it were wrong?
She would like to go back in time, and find that person, probably the overly cheery orientation leader than had taken one look at Daisy and insisted that morning classes were not only a great way to start the day but also easy because she woke up early every day for the last twelve years of her life for school.
(Not counting summers.)
(Daisy was greatly missing that whole summer thing right about now.)
If she did she would definitely be giving that woman a piece of her mind.
A strongly worded one.
No amount of dining commons coffee made this morning worth it.
Nor did the lackluster dining commons pancakes.
The only thing that really made a difference was the endless supply of bananas.
Well, that and-
“Good morning, Daisy!”
The only person physically capable of masquerading as a functioning human before noon without even having a cup of coffee. Daisy was pretty sure Jemma wasn’t even human, it’s the only thing that actually made any sense.
Because people that actually enjoyed mornings, well they didn’t exist.
She’s the kind of girl you want your parents to meet right away because you know that you made the right choice this time. You know she’s not like the others, you know you treat her with love you never gave before even though no one taught you to. You know she deserves someone better than you, but it would hurt you to let her go. She’s the kind of girl who made the mornings worth of your awakening, she’s the kind of girl you don’t want anyone to touch as if crystal was her semblance. She’s the kind of girl you want your parents to meet right away, because you really know you made the right choice this time.
Harry calls Draco “Dragon Boy” because his name means dragon in Greek (from Latin).
Draco does not appreciate this and proceeds to call him “Henry” because Harry is a nickname for the German name Henry.
Harry also, does not appreciate his pet name.
Thus began the list of names they call each other.
“I’m a whore for you, blondie.”
Harry holds doors open for Draco. He also pulls out chairs for him.
Because Draco is a, “Pretty pretty princess that deserves to be treated like one.”
“Cough cough… the door?”
“I’m carrying all the groceries, Draco. I don’t have a free hand.”
“Well, put some down and open it.”
“Yes, Potter, I am serious. Do I look like I open my own doors?”
Draco bought them a kitten.
He named her Rosie Malfoy-Potter.
She’s a little pure white kitty with clear blue eyes, and the constant need to lick Harry’s nose.
Harry didn’t know he was going to come home to his boyfriend holding a tiny animal, letting it crawl over his arms and onto their couch.
He was shocked, and angry at first.
But not even the Boy-Who-Lived can resist a kitten.
“Look at her! She’s nuzzling my hand!”
“Yes, I see that.”
“Isn’t she the cutest thing you’ve ever seen?”
“It’s a cat.”
“No, it’s our daughter!”
“No, it’s a cat.”
“Come here, let me just…”
Draco placed the fluffy ball of fur in Harry’s arms. She quickly warmed up to him and began snuggling into his chest.
Harry picked her up, pulling her in front of his face.
Draco pushed the kitten closer, as she cautiously sniffed his nose.
And licked it.
“See? She loves you.”
“Harry? Please, I’ll be the housewife and take care of the children. Let me have her? Let us have her?”
“Alright, she can stay.”
Harry’s a workaholic.
Sometimes he takes extra shifts because he wants to. Not for the money.
This annoys Draco.
Before they moved in together, he didn’t know how often Harry could throw himself into his work.
Saving lives, trying to protect the world from forces that would never cease.
Sometimes he needed to be reminded that not everyone can be saved. There’s more to life than being the hero.
Draco was a good reminder. Like an alarm.
He would go off at a certain time, whenever he needed him. Whenever Harry stayed up for forty-eight hours without sleep working on a case, he was there. Ready to owl him in sick, make sure he slept that night, he got food in the morning, he made sure Harry knew he couldn’t be there for everyone. The only way to stay sane as an Auror is to know when to go home.
“Harry, you can’t keep going like this.”
“I have to finish looking over this file. If I can find out where this kid is then-”
“Give that back!”
“No, you listen to me. You can’t keep doing this.”
“Not eating, not sleeping, not talking, only working. It’s not good for you. I’m worried. You come home, but you’re not home. You’re at work. We haven’t had sex in three weeks. You haven’t had a full meal in three weeks. Mrs. Weasley flooed wondering where you were at dinner this Sunday. You know what I told her? You were hooked on this case. Addicted. This is an addiction, Harry. You’re addicted to saving people. Addicted to helping. Yeah, well you can’t save everyone, Potter! If you’re going to have a fucking hero complex then why don’t you save the ones who really matter in your life. I’ve woken up screaming and crying twice this month, and where were you? Not next to me, not where I needed you. I’ve needed saving. I love you, you stupid prick. I fucking love you. I fucking care about you. Please, for fuck’s sake, don’t do this to yourself.To us.”
Summary: Deciding to stay in for a date, Peter and the Reader are faced with annoying and embarrassing comments from the whole team, who are unaware of their relationship.
Word Count: 2,428
Warnings: language, fluff, annoying avengers (??), embarrassed!Peter, embarrassed!Reader, cuteness, LOTR trilogy. (Let me know if I missed any)
A/N: Alright homies, I apologize it has taken me so long to upload something. I’ve been reaally stressed. So hopefully this is okay? For the anon that requested this, I hope you like it. I’d love some feedback, as always. Enjoy reading!
Dark, gray clouds blocked any source of light from shining through the big, thick glass windows surrounding every inch of the building.
The entire tower was filled with a solemn mood that spread into every corner and room.
Most of the team dreaded days like these, since it put a damper on their mood, (especially Steve).
You, however, cherished days like these the most.
It’s where you find your peace and inner self, no matter how depressing that may sound.
It helps you relax and release any stresses that corrupt your thoughts.
But the best reason of all is that you don’t have to leave the house, even if you had a date with Peter tonight.
However, thinking that idea through, you realized something.
fuccboii jk x cheerleader! reader ft sex in an instant photobooth
WARNING: this is just pure smut no plot whatsoever lmao and it’s filthy as hell read at ur own risk
Jeongguk]: Quad. Now.
brevity of his text should annoy you, but it only ignites a desire that burns
insistently till it’s quenched. With your screen brightness turned down this
low, it should be hard for anyone but you to decipher the words on your screen,
but you still jump in surprise and guilt when your roommate, Sejong taps you on
don’t forget practice is at 12.30pm today, don’t be late!! Coach already seemed
near the end of her rope the last time and the team sure as hell doesn’t need
her cracking down any harder. Got it?” Sejong might be your dearest roommate,
but as captain of the cheer team she definitely takes her duties very
back nervous laughter, you attempt to flash her an easy smile. “Yes, I promise
I’ll be there on time!! It won’t happen anymore, I swear.”
quickly stash away your phone in your bag and finish adjusting your knee socks
before standing and bidding her a hasty goodbye.
you’re leaving now? There’s still like half an hour before we start!” Sejong
narrows her eyes at you just as your hand lands upon the door handle. Even
facing away from her you can feel her scrutinising gaze on your back, and your
urgency to leave the room increases.
yeah, you said my splits needed some work last time right? I think I’m gonna go
in early and get some practice in.” To your own ears your excuse sounds flimsy
and coupled with the slight tremor in your voice, you’re almost definitely sure
that Sejong will call you out.
A Reggie x Reader where the
reader starts giving Reggie a flower each day and he’ll wear it in his hair and
lots of fluff please?
one was so cute to write, so I hope you guys enjoy. Also sorry for being a bit
slow on uploading requests my cat likes to bother me while I write. Tomorrow
I’m going to be busy, so don’t expect much tomorrow sorry. Also the reader will
be a Lodge in this imagine and is moving in to Riverdale with her family after
what her dad did.
Reader is new to Riverdale and she hears all these rumors about Reggie Mantle
from her sisters (Veronica) friend Betty, but she believes in goodness in
everyone even Reggie.
Reggie and Reader cuteness overload.
Moving was hard, moving away from all your friends and
everything you’ve even known and starting from scratch was harder. Your mother
Hermione always talked fondly about her time at Riverdale. She and your father grew
up there and since your mother had some property there, you were now moving
from the radiant awake city that was New York.
What made it easier was your sister Veronica, she was the more
stylish one, and you were only a few months apart. She was your partner in
crime, you don’t think you could survive without her.
You moved into Riverdale in the middle of the downpour. The
chaos of a murderer on the loose and the beloved quarterback Jason Blossom life
came to sad end.
Veronica made friends with a sweet girl named Betty in the
summer and Betty introduced you to her friends. Kevin had no filter which you
loved, Archie was complicated (but he was good at music and hoped to join the
football team when school started a bit of a cliché). Jughead Jones the Third
he claimed, was a bit of a mystery, but a great writer.
One day you were all hanging out in the park, when you saw him
alone with his dog.
“Who’s that?” you interrupted the conversation and pointed at
the tall figure with luscious black hair.
“That’s Reggie Mantle” Kevin answered.
“Reggie” you cheered and Veronica gave you a smirk.
“He’s kind of a player (Y/N)” Betty chimed in.
“So is Veronica, that doesn’t mean I can hate and judge my
sister” you chuckled as she gave you a nudge in the shoulder as the group
“He’s also a bully” Jughead spoke while typing away on his
“Sorry that he bullies you, but bullies do have a reason for
bullying even if it’s not the best argument, they have a reason” you reasoned.
“Why’d you think he bullies me?” Jughead retorted as he lifted
“Oh, just a hunch” you replied with a smile on your face “I’ll
be back” you shared with them as you stood up from the bench and walked towards
Reggie, not wanting to be empty handed you picked up a daisy from the grass.
“Cute dog, does it have a name?” you gestured at Reggie.
“Vader” he answered as you reached your hand out to give him
the daisy as he gave you a puzzled look.
“I come in peace” you reassured as you placed the small flower
on his right ear.
“My name is (Y/N)” you pointed out as Vader was running after
“Reggie, you new around here?” he questioned as he fixed the
daisy in his ear.
“That obvious, or is it the fact that in small towns everybody
knows everybody” you chuckled.
“Well that, and you’re talking to me” he implied with a small
“Well, I don’t know you and if I listened to what everyone had
to say I could miss out on some great things” you claimed with a smile on your
face and he chuckled.
You and Reggie actually became great friends. He confided in
you on things he’d never say to anyone, you would even go jogging together
every morning and you made sure to always have a flower for him, and he always
sweetly placed it in his ear. He also promised to leave Jughead alone.
Tomorrow was going to be your first day at Riverdale High.
Your mother, Veronica and you occupied the dinner table as Smithers brought you
“So mija” your mother spoke “I heard you have been hanging out
with Reggie Mantle a lot” your mother directed at you.
“Yeah, I have, he’s a really great guy” you claimed.
“Rumor has it-” your mother was cut off by you.
“Rumor has it what?! Mom, I cannot stand it when people label
people before getting to know them. We are who are, not what people say we are.
I am not a corrupt money taker like people claim because of my father’s
mistake. Reggie is who he is, he shows a different side to the world and it is
a privilege to know the real Reggie. Besides he just lost a friend to a
murderer on the loose in your beloved Riverdale mom. I don’t want to hear any
more of this.” You ranted and dropped your fork, now at a loss in your appetite
because of your mother.
“I’m sorry (Y/N), I- I was out of line, and you are so
correct” your mother concluded and Ronnie took your hand in hers.
The school day was about to start and Betty was assigned to
show you and Veronica around. Betty pointed you to your first class as you
scanned the hallways for Reggie to give him his flower of the day.
“Do you really think he’ll take your flower in front of the
whole school and his neanderthals?” Ronnie questioned you as Betty gave you a
“If he doesn’t, then you were all right. I wasted my time
getting to know a great guy who was too scared to show his true self to the
world, and I’ll never speak to him again.” You proclaimed.
You left Betty and Veronica and made your way to Reggie who
was at his locker with his posse.
“Hey Reg” you spoke up a bit nervous because you were really
hoping he wouldn’t turn you down because you enjoyed hanging out with him.
“Hey (Y/N)” Reggie turned away from his posse.
“Hmm, you’re wearing a cap” you gave him a sad smile.
“That’s okay” he answered with a chuckle as he placed the
flower on the hole of his snapback.
You couldn’t help but place a huge smile on your face as he
showed of his flower of the day for all the school to see.
Later you were home alone your mom was working at Pops and
Veronica was trying out for the River Vixens with Betty, since Smithers had
just stepped and you jumped when you heard the doorbell ring.
A bit scared since you were binge watching Criminal Minds and
there was a murderer on the lose you grabbed a bat and opened the door.
“Whoa! (Y/N) you can but the bat down it’s just me” Reggie
removed the bat from your hands and dropped it as you let him in.
“What you got there?” you cheered at the bouquet of flowers
Reggie had in his hands.
“Um” Reggie scratched his head as he still had his flower of
the day on his forehead clinging from the snapback “I- I was hoping you would
accompany me to the homecoming dance this Friday” he confessed as you took the
“Oh my god” you gasped at the bouquet.
“Yeah um it has every single flower you have given me” he
concluded as you pulled him into a hug.
As soon as he let go you planted a kiss on his soft lips and
mentally thanked the universe for letting him into your life no matter what
“So that’s a yes” Reggie cheered as you both let go.
“For you, a thousand times over (This is a quote from The Kite Runner)” you smiled.
Request: Anon- Jeff request please! “She’s not my girl”, could you make it like something reader overheard? For example she passes her friends, the jocks, on the way to class. But not before she heard Justin say something like, “look Atkins, it’s your girl” And she get’s upset because they’re not dating, but they’re not not-dating either. And she’s upset and mad at school, but he’s her ride home. Then in the car, could reader be petty at first like Jeff asking, bad day at school/practice? And she’s like nope! And he puts his hand on her thigh when he’s driving as she pulls away so he’s like “oh so you’re mad at me?” And he won’t leave until she tells him.
Warnings: None I don’t think. A little swearing, Justin being kinda pervy, Jeff being too adorable for words. I think that’s it.
A/N. Thanks for the request! I’m sorry this took me so long, but I loved writing this one :) I summarized the request, but I feel like I got the gist. I should be answering requests a little more frequently now that I’m getting back in the flow so feel free to keep sending them in. Alright guys, you ready? Enjoy!
(Y/n) hummed to herself as she walked down the hallways, practically skipping as she made her way towards her second period class, weaving through the crowded hallways that usually angered her without a care in the world. She had crashed at Jeff’s last night, after a Fast and Furious marathon had run late, and had skipped first to go home and shower. She had been thinking about skipping the whole day, but she had a chem test in third and couldn’t afford to miss it.
Even the thought of covalent bonds couldn’t dampen her good mood. Things had finally happened between her and Jeff last night. The movie marathon had begun as a friend thing, with Clay, Hannah, and Tony over as well to spend the rainy day watching television and hanging out. As the day had changed to night, first Tony, then Hannah and Clay had excused themselves to finish the last of their weekend homework and get to bed early, leaving (y/n) alone with Jeff. He had merely shrugged once the others had left, flashed a breathtaking smile, and asked if she wanted pizza or chinese for dinner.
The two had been casual friends forever, the way kids in small towns all knew each other, but over the last few months (y/n) had noticed things start to change between her and Jeff. He was no longer the awkward, gangly kid with braces who collected baseball cards, and she was pretty sure he had felt the shift too. Suddenly there was a lot more touching, a lot more teasing, late nights spent texting and lunch periods spent sharing inside jokes. It was amazing. Everyone else had begun to notice too, teasing the both of them about the flirting and the ‘eye sex’, which they both resolutely denied. If anyone asked, they were just friends. But obviously (y/n) wanted more. And she was sure Jeff did too.
Summary: You’re retired, living
a quiet and secure life when your ex turns up on your doorstep with his best
friend, seeking refuge. (bucky x reader, enhanced reader)
Okay I know I already wroteNight Walks
with these prompts but I really wasn’t
happy with it, so here is attempt #2. @pandarosita request: 93 and 94… but Reader being
upset rather than Bucky?
telling you. I’m haunted.” 94.
“I had a bad dream again.” Plus
anon request: 64 “Here, take my blanket.”
Warnings: light talk of injuries and treating them, nightmares, probably swearing, I think that’s it!
Word Count: 3210
Author’s Note: I
started this in fucking January when my brother and I were belting Whitney and
it got me thinking about how much I love The Bodyguard and how I’d kill for
that lake house and this idea hit, except I’m not about that damsel in distress
life so this is a lil different. And iiiiiiiiIIIIIiiiiii will always LOVE YOUUUUU
The morning after a snowstorm was always your
favorite here. The already quiet forest around your cabin rendered utterly
silent, tree branches heavy and yielding to the new snow. You loved the pale
blue light and how the morning sun made every surface glitter with the day’s
new ice crystals. You could practically feel the static electricity in the air,
dancing across your skin snapping little sparks when you rubbed your hands over
your arms for warmth. Past time to light a fire.
A quick glance at your phone told you they
weren’t here. Not yet. You tried not to be annoyed, knowing that if he called you
he must really need help and safety. Naturally a night owl, the 4:30am call was
a harsh awakening but when you saw “Steve” on the caller ID everything shifted.
It always did for him. He carried a sense of urgency everywhere he went and
your history made it impossible to ignore.
Request: “OMG of I only could say how much I love your Jeff imagine, but I can’t find the right words. Saying that it is perfect isn’t enough. But I want you to know that I really love this one and, I have to ask, is to soon for asking for a part 2? About the morning after, maybe Clay finding they two lol Thank you for writing my request <3″
“hi, i loved ‘Sharing is Caring’ and i wondered if you could maybe do a part 2? maaaybe where they wake up and they’re cuddled up and when clay comes into the room to wake jeff he smiles and quietly calls his parents (he secretly shipped them because jeff never shuts up about her and he wants someone good for his sister). so when jeff and the reader wake up her whole family stands there and it gets a little awkward but it’s still cute? 😂”
“OMG please do a part 2“
Word Count: 2.063
Posted: 08th of May 2017
A/N: Here’s “Sharing Is Caring”’s second part, link is down below if you haven’t read it yet. I am sorry if I took so long to write this. I hope you like it, although it didn’t convince me so much. I think it has a lot of flaws. I really don’t know. It would be great if you send some feedbacks. Thank you so much! Enjoy.
“Hmm…” You stretched your bones with your eyes closed as you felt fully rested, waking your still-sleeping soul slowly. Although you still had your eyes closed, the sunlight that penetrated your window pane blinded you.
You were so calm and thoughtless as you felt a strong arm around your waist and you quickly opened your eyes, rubbing them carefully to focalize your vision. You were facing your wall full of posters and Jeff was hugging you from behind, you were being the little spoon of your innocent cuddling session.
You were shocked and shy, of course, but it felt so nice to be cuddled up with your ultimate crush. You wanted to wake him up, but also to stay in that position at the same time. Because who wouldn’t love to cuddle with Jeff Atkins? We all know right.
His touch made you feel warm and relaxed, although you felt uncomfortable for his morning erection. Yes, the thought of his boner made you feel the heat in your cheeks and you knew how red you became at the same time.
“Jeff!” You murmured as you nudged him carefully, trying to wake him up. “Atkins.”
“Hmm?” He mumbled, you hinted that he was still sleeping and still had his eyes closed because of his response.
“Wake up, sleepy head.” You softly giggled as you drew small circles on his arm. You didn’t want for this moment to end, but you knew that your family would freak out if they ever saw you in that position with Jeff. “Hey, Atkins.”
You heard him yawning softly as he tightened his grip and your bodies touched even more. You felt his hot breath on your skin and it made you shiver.
“Good morning, (Y/N).” He whispered and his morning hoarse voice made you smile. You found it sexy and you surely wanted to sleep with him one more time.
“Did you sleep well?” You asked as you lingered the warmth of his body and the blankets. You loved cuddling and it was really a moment that you would always do with Jeff.
“I did.” He giggled softly, surely pointing out your position at that exact moment. “Did you?”
“I honestly did.” You smiled and there was a little bit of silence between the two of you. You were astonished, because it wasn’t one of those awkward silences. In the contrary! It was honestly comfortable and sweet.
You both continued cuddling and thinking of how amazing it was to sleep with each other. There was a dead silence in the room, but you didn’t mind it for the thoughts that kept running through your mind.
Yup, there was a dead silence in the room until you heard your brother Clay coughing like there was no tomorrow. He almost spat his lungs out, but you knew that he was doing it to have your attention.
“Good morning, cuddle buddies.” Clay happily exclaimed and, in a fast-swift movement, you and Jeff broke the hug and faced the door, revealing a Clay with a smirk on his face and your parents, Lainie and Matt, behind him. You sat on the other part of the bed to set some space between you and Jeff.
“What the fuck?” Your eyes were widely opened and you knew that you had a crimson red coloured face for the embarrassing moment.
“Words, (Y/N)!” Your mother pointed out and you rolled your eyes. It vexed you how those people stood there with a smirk on their faces, obviously teasing you.
“Did you sleep well?” Clay teased as he laughed hard, together with Matt. You despised your brother for telling your parents that you had a crush on Jeff.
“I personally did.” Jeff answered and you nodded in response. It was awkward to be busted by your parents in that way. C’mon!
“It seems like you don’t need my help anymore, Jeff!” Clay winked at his friend and you shot a glance to Jeff. He was blushing and shocked too. “You already confessed your feelings to your crush.”
“What!?” Your eyes grew wide for what your brother has told you. You saw Jeff face palming himself as your talkative brother revealed his secret. Your heart beat faster and you felt uncomfortable for that. You looked at your family and then at Jeff once again. You wanted to burry yourself alive for the embarrassment.
“Alright, breakfast downstairs.” Your father shouted as he killed the awkward silence in the room. “This is a little bit awkward.”
Clay flashed an apologetic smile to Jeff and they started to go downstairs. You looked at Jeff and he flashed you a shy smile, to which you smiled back.
“You can use the bathroom in Clay’s room.” Your words weren’t too understandable because you talked quickly, trying to avoid his presence now.
You ran through the bathroom and you did your daily morning routines. You took more than the usual time, since you wanted some time to think about the things. How did they even happen that fast?
You liked Jeff too, but it was awkward. Jeff was your brother’s best friend and you’ve never thought that he would like someone like you. You thought that he was more into cheerleaders, the popular girls.
“Clay!” You groaned as you combed your hair in front of the mirror. You bit your lip as your cuddling session came into your mind and you suddenly found yourself smiling widely.
You then changed your clothes and you quickly went out of the bathroom. The bed was already fixed and Jeff was nowhere to be seen.
You went downstairs and you noticed that the awkward silence before has already packed its baggage and left. Your family and Jeff was talking some stuffs about school and they were even laughing. What the hell happened?
“(Y/N), sit down here and have some breakfast.” Lainie called you as she patted your usual chair. You nodded silently as you took your place and got some food to eat.
“How did it go with Hannah?” Clay curiously asked. You rolled your eyes as he was trying to fix the things between you. You loved your brother, nevertheless he has always teased you. He was your best friend and he was your Superman, because he would always be there for you. He knew how to save the day and you loved him for that.
“We had to cancel the sleepover, because her parents fought.” You answered as you chewed your food quietly. “She felt uncomfortable.”
“Ow.” Jeff and Clay reacted and you nodded sadly. You felt sad for Hannah, because she was already going through something at home and those assholes at school kept on bullying her. Luckily, you always had the guts to stand up for her.
“Oh,” Your eyes widen as you remembered something. “why don’t you ask Hannah out?” You asked with a smirk on your face.
“I am asking him the same thing, believe it or not.” Jeff answered and you smiled at him. Clay got the looks from your parents and he became red, obviously embarrassed and shy.
“Mind your own love life, instead of minding mine.” You teased him and you laughed, together with Matt and Jeff. Lainie was so happy because you were close with your brother and you knew each other’s secrets. She really taught you well when you were both young.
“Shut up!” Clay rolled his eyes and you started to feel comfortable around Jeff. Your father teased Clay and your mother just laughed.
“Should I train you how to ask a girl out?” Your dad teased and you all laughed. Clay was hating you, but you got your revenge and you felt a little better.
“You maybe should, dad!” You giggled and winked at Clay. “Hannah’s a great girl, she’s beautiful and she deserves happiness.”
“I second this.” Jeff agreed and your dad kept on teasing Clay.
You spent the rest of your breakfast teasing your beloved brother. You and Jeff are always having the point and you loved the complicity that you had.
“Wait for me upstairs, I’m helping this freak to clean this mess.” Clay said to Jeff whilst looking at him. Your parents went to work as they were already running late.
“Hmm…” Jeff mumbled as if he was thinking. You started to clean the table as you pretended that you weren’t listening to them. “Let me do that, go upstairs.”
“Oh, alright.” Clay replied and you heard his footsteps vanishing. You then felt Jeff’s presence as you started to wash the dishes.
“Hey.” Jeff shyly greeted you as he helped you with the dishes. You looked at him and you noticed the nervousness in his eyes.
“Hey.” You smiled at him and stopped what you were doing, turning the faucet off. “I can do this alone, go to Clay.”
“Uhm,” He looked at you and grabbed your hands to stop you from what you were doing. “don’t you think we should talk about it?”
“About what?” You played fool and he just smiled at you. You aren’t feeling awkward around him anymore, luckily.
“Oh, shut up!” He laughed and you faced him as you decided to talk about everything. You couldn’t pretend that nothing has happened, mostly when you like him too.
You leant on the kitchen counter and you waited for him to start his explanations. You took the moment to admire Jeff’s flawless face and body. You admired his soft brown quiff and his blue mesmerizing eyes. His pierced ears made him look sexier and you wondered how toned his body was.
“Hmm…” He started as he fiddled with his hands, waking you up from your deep thoughts. “I know that it was a shame that you discovered my feelings for you because of your brother, but I want to tell you that I really really really like you.”
You felt the heat of your cheeks and you blushed, although you already knew it. It was surely different to hear it from him and you felt so satisfied and reassured.
“That’s plagiarism for Carly Rae Jepsen’s song.” You winked at him and he just laughed at you. “But I really really really like you too.” You confessed, taking the courage out and covering it with by singing the song. His gaze lightened and he let a alleviated laugh out.
“Really?” He asked because he wanted to be sure of what you were really feeling.
“What? Is it strange that someone liked Jeff Atkins?” You playfully asked him and he rolled his eyes. “Aren’t you one of the campus’ crushes?”
“Well, (Y/N) Jensen likes me. That’s an honour.” He winked at you and you punched his arm playfully.
“Flatterer!” You exclaimed as you shook your head. You couldn’t believe him that he was praising you. Well, he was Jeff Atkins.
“I was just telling the truth.” He smiled at you and you giggled softly. “Can I hug you?” He asked and you found him cute with that.
“You already hugged me the whole night, why do you have to ask?” You winked at him and his face became bright red. You threw your arms wide open and he ran to you to hug you tightly.
You relaxed as you felt his arms around you again. Even though you slept hugging each other, you still longed for his hugs. You felt safe and warm once again.
“Are we having a sleepover again?” He flirtatiously asked and you slapped his toned chest. “Hey, didn’t you say that sharing is caring?”
“Dork!” You shook your head as you smiled widely. You saw Clay smirking as he was standing behind the kitchen’s doorway. You rolled your eyes as he took some pictures of his favourite ship. Of course, he has always shipped you with Jeff, because he already knew everything since the very start. Was he or wasn’t he the most supportive brother ever?
You knew that it was a start of something new for you. It was one of your desires to have him by your side and you would treasure this moment forever. You would keep on longing for him, for his hugs, for the warmth of his body and he would always take care of you, no matter what.
He would do everything to let you feel that you were the most important girl in his life, nevertheless his uncountable admirers.
Authors Notes: So, this morning I just made myself sit down and write and this is what came of it… I don’t love it but here it is..
Notes/Warnings: Just a ton of fluff.
“Can I ask you something?” Steve played with your hair and stared at the ceiling. The two of you had been laying on the floor like this for about two hours, now. Just breathing.
This had become routine after your combat training. He’d teach you and work you till you couldn’t anymore. Then, the two of you would lay down and wait for your bodies to cool off. It hadn’t originally taken two hours but the more it happened the longer you two stayed like that.
Today was no different, until he spoke.
“Sure.” You said with closed eyes.
“What do you think you’d be doing if you weren’t with the Avengers?” He asked.
Summary: Jughead’s been neglecting his girlfriend in favour of the case leaving no time to see each other. It slowly gets worse until things escalate into a fight when you came home late when he’s been waiting to apologize.
Characters: Reader x Jughead Jones, Betty Cooper, Archie Andrews, and Veronica Lodge (mentioned).
Disclaimer: I do not own Riverdale or the characters involved. In this, like every other Riverdale fic I do, Jughead is NOT asexual in this.
Warnings: Swearing, fighting, neglect, and smut.
A/N: Finals are finally over and I’m free to write again!
It was a tough week to say the least with your boyfriend Jughead completely skipping the study dates you set. He had asked you out not even a full month ago in a sweet but very Jughead way that you appreciated dearly. Your teacher had put you together for a project that you were steadily doing the project solo and it was a lot of work to do.
You couldn’t believe how you barely saw him anymore with his obsession over the murder of Jason Blossom and he was spending it with Betty Cooper. That made you a little uncomfortable given she was a basket case and obviously mentally unbalanced from the Chuck Clayton incident. Jughead and Betty had gotten together earlier in the year for a month tops before it become glaringly problematic on how different they were. It was insane how little you saw each other when he lived with you. You were emancipated from your parents a year and a half ago and now you could see how it wasn’t that smart to start a relationship with someone you live with. He just didn’t care about you like you cared for him.
To: Jughead👑 From: Y/N ~When are you coming be here?~
To: Y/N From: Jughead👑 ~Can’t make it sorry, info about Jason came up~