a drink he made me

it’s prom season again and marinette’s ultimate plan is to get chat to come as her date and make adrien jealous…much to her disappointment, adrien isn’t present at the prom (gee i wonder why), but she ends up having a blast with chat anyway.


thanks for being patient with me guys! this is a birthday gift for a friend. speaking of birthdays, i turned 18 today!! it feels so weird. i’m now legal……….ヾ(。ꏿ﹏ꏿ)ノ゙

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You scoffed as you watched the video play on the screen. It was clear he was guilty of everything he’d been charged with and somehow he’d managed to get away with it.

Brett Talbot. The richest of the superior species. Somehow he seemed to own almost everything despite the many Alphas running things. Everyone know he was involved in whatever illegal subject the popped up but no one ever pinned him for it.

Mostly due to his bodyguard Theo Rieken who seems to alway have a perfect reason for Brett to get away with murder, literally.

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Unpopular opinion:

There were two good things to come out of the insulting ‘The Last Airbender’ movie. 

Aang’s lovely tattoos. 

And strangely sexy Uncle Iroh. 

                                 avenue q lyrics starters

slightly edited in some cases to work for rp purposes.
feel free to change phrasing or pronouns to fit your muse(s)!
*some of those are quite nsfw

  • ❝ What do you do with a B.A. in English? ❞
  • ❝ Four years of college have earned me this useless degree. ❞
  • ❝ The catering company laid me off. ❞
  • ❝ It sucks to be me. ❞
  • ❝ It sucks to be broke, and unemployed, and turning 33!  ❞
  • ❝ So why don’t I have a boyfriend? ❞
  • ❝ Whose life sucks more, _____’s or mine? ❞
  • ❝ He knows lots of ways to make me really upset! ❞
  • ❝ You leave your clothes out! You put your feet on my chair! ❞
  • ❝ You do such anal things like ironing your underwear! ❞
  • ❝ Aah, an afternoon alone with my favorite book, “Broadway Musicals of the 1940s.” ❞
  • ❝ I think he was coming on to me. ❞
  • ❝ I think he might’ve thought I was gay! ❞
  • ❝ You don’t have to get all defensive. ❞
  • ❝ I am NOT getting defensive! ❞
  • ❝ What do I care about some gay guy you met, okay? ❞
  • ❝ I just think it’s something we should be able to talk about. ❞
  • ❝ If you were gay, that’d be okay. ❞
  • ❝ But I’m not gay. ❞ 
  • ❝ Hey! Guess what! I’m gay! ❞ 
  • ❝ What should it matter to me what you do in bed with guys? ❞ 
  • ❝ I’m not listening. ❞ 
  • ❝ You were just born that way. ❞ 
  • ❝ As they say, it’s in your DNA. ❞ 
  • ❝ Everyone else has a purpose, so what’s mine? ❞ 
  • ❝ No one’s really colorblind. ❞ 
  • ❝ Don’t laugh at her/him/them! How many languages do you speak? ❞ 
  • ❝ I know you are no intending to be. But calling me Oriental is offensive to me. ❞ 
  • ❝ The internet is really, really great… for porn. ❞ 
  • ❝ That’s gross! You’re a pervert. ❞ 
  • ❝ Normal people don’t sit at home and look at porn on the internet. ❞ 
  • ❝ I think he likes me. ❞ 
  • ❝ Does he “like me” like me? ❞ 
  • ❝ I kept coming across songs I thought you’d like, so I made you this tape. ❞ 
  • ❝ Can I get you a drink? Or a snack? ❞ 
  • ❝ He made me a mixtape. ❞ 
  • ❝ Sometimes when someone has a crush on you, they’ll make you a mix tape to give you a clue. ❞ 
  • ❝ I’ve never gotten such a nice present from a guy. ❞ 
  • ❝ I’m not wearing underwear today. ❞ 
  • ❝ I can make you feel special for an hour or two. ❞ 
  • ❝ I can tell just by looking that you are especially hard for me. ❞ 
  • ❝ Take her home, she’s wasted! ❞ 
  • ❝ No one’s ever touched me like this before. ❞ 
  • ❝ You can be as loud as the hell you want. ❞
  • ❝ Are we being too loud? ❞
  • ❝ Who’s your daddy? ❞
  • ❝ Yes! Work your mama! ❞
  • ❝ Take off your shirt. ❞
  • ❝ All those nights I’d lay in bed, thoughts of you running through my head. ❞
  • ❝ I never thought the things in my head could really happen in my bed. ❞
  • ❝ All those years, I missed the signs. ❞
  • ❝ I’m afraid that I like you more than I’ve ever liked any guy before. ❞
  • ❝ When you want me I’m gonna be right there. ❞
  • ❝ She cooks like my mother and sucks like a Hoover. ❞
  • ❝ I wish you could meet my girlfriend, but you can’t because she is in [location] . ❞
  • ❝ I love her, I miss her, I can’t wait to kiss her. ❞
  • ❝ I have a girlfriend. ❞
  • ❝ I can’t wait to eat her pussy again! ❞
  • ❝ There’s a fine, fine line between a lover and a friend. ❞
  • ❝ There’s a fine, fine line between a fairy tale and a lie. ❞
  • ❝ I don’t have the time to waste on you anymore. ❞
  • ❝ I don’t think that you even know what you’re looking for. ❞
  • ❝ For my own sanity, I’ve got to close the door and walk away. ❞
  • ❝ Nobody’s seen you for two weeks. What’s up with that? ❞
  • ❝ No, thanks, I’m staying in! ❞ 
  • ❝ Hope you don’t get gonorrhea! ❞
  • ❝ The more you love someone, the more you want to kill them. ❞
  • ❝ The more you love someone, the more he makes you cry. ❞
  • ❝ When I see how sad you are, it sorta makes me happy. ❞
  • ❝ I wish I could go back to college. ❞
  • ❝ What would I give to go back and live in a dorm with a meal plan again. ❞
  • ❝ These kids are so much younger than me. ❞
  • ❝ Give me your money! ❞
  • ❝ I’ll find him/you a boyfriend! ❞
  • ❝ Now I have a therapist to work through this. ❞
  • ❝ Are you high? ❞
  • ❝ I’m not some young kid who doesn’t know anything! ❞
  • ❝ Fuck you. ❞
  • ❝ Why does everything have to be so hard? ❞
  • ❝ For now, we’re healthy. ❞
  • ❝ Except for death and paying taxes, everything in life is only for now. ❞ 

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I just wanted to let you know that Chalo and Priya and Teddy and you all actually help my depression and anxiety. I have a legitimate prescription from my therapist to look at your blog more. I always get really excited when I see something you've posted.

I wasn’t prepared for this, and it’s touching my heart more than I know how to say.

I washed my hair in the sink, changed into fresh pj’s, lit a pumpkin candle, opened the front door and got myself some apple juice. I am going to force myself to feel better (or at least fake it) one way or another!

My body needs to quit being an ass, and accept the things I am doing for it.

BTS - Reaction to Their Crush/Close Friend Making a Move On Them While Out With The Band

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WARNING: Suggestive Content

Jin had been staring at that short skirt of yours all night long. Usually you opted for some tight pants which made him silently curse himself for his thoughts but tonight, he was done for. As you sat next to him at the club that you dragged the boys to, he couldn’t help but look down at how it rode up on your thighs. You then crossed your legs, revealing more of your skin. You two had been very flirtatious with each other since the beginning of your friendship, so it wasn’t surprising that his feelings grew to want more than just talk. As you got up to grab something off the table in front of you, you made sure to bend over. A small smile formed on your lips when you heard his intake of breath. As the boys began to fill in the surrounding seats, there was nowhere left for you. That is when Seokjin pulled you down onto his lap, his lips were touching your ear, “Do you know what you are doing to me?” You turned your head as you moved back further into his lap, “Of course I do.” You started to get up when he wrapped his arms around you, “You aren’t going anywhere.”

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“The night only started”(MATURE)

Originally posted by justinftsariana

A room filled with loud obnoxious music and sweaty bodies, grinding on each other, just trying to get laid, wasn’t Y/n’s first thing on her “how to spend your Friday night” list.

She didn’t really see the point in, firstly, spending three hours to get ready just so your makeup could be ruined later that night, get drunk and grind on people you don’t know, just because it feels good or whatever would the reason be.

She still wondered how she let Asia talk her in coming with her. Maybe because she was the youngest of their squad, and she just turned twenty-one and is allowed in the club.

Y/n couldn’t say she was dying out of boredom, no she was laughing and dancing with her friends, taking a sip from her extremely strong drink Asia made her. God only knows what was in that drink, but she liked it.

Sasha and Darcy pulled her towards the dance floor, and Y/n was pressed in between their bodies, feeling each of them grinding against her. They knew she hated it, but they shake it away with a laugh and grinded a little bit more.

Y/n couldn’t help but laugh at them. She started moving to the beat, letting herself lose, just for a moment. suddenly she realized, there was no more grinding on her, and the girls were nowhere to be found.

As she was looking around, she saw one guy looking at her seductively. He was tall, probably over six feet, he had short black hair, pierced blue eyes, and as much as she could see, tattoos all over his chest.

Once the guy noticed Y/n caught his stares, he licked his lip, tracing his eyes up and down her body. Y/n couldn’t feel more uncomeatable. Y/n decided she had to leave the dance floor. She knew the next thing would be that guy hitting on her. He wasn’t ugly, nevertheless he was very attractive, but she was never into a one night stand.

She quickly turned around and made her way towards their table. she hopped the guy wouldn’t follow her and tried his pickup lines one her.

She had to push few people out the way, mumbling “Sorry” to herself, but she just needed to make her way out of that sweaty mess.

In the distance, she could already see their table, which was empty, but she wasn’t surprised, when suddenly her body somebody else’s body.

She was already annoyed from pissed looks she got, when she had to push people out her way, so she opened her mouth to yell at whoever she hit “Watch where the fuck you’re going” but just as she opened her mouth and lifted her head up, she went silent.

She was few inches away from him, their noses were so close the almost touched, and she could feel his hot breath on her lips. He had beautiful honey brown eyes, and she felt like she lost herself in them for a second.

He was a little bit taller than her, his dirty blond hair was messy and pulled back. It seemed like he messed it a lot with his hands. He was wearing greyish t-shirt with his sleeves rolled up, exposing his tattooed, muscular arms. He had black ripped skinny jeans and white vans.

Once she realized she was checking his out, she quickly moved away two steps, fixing her voice. “Sorry” Y/n mumbled.

“It’s my fault beautiful, I should’ve watched where I was going.” He replied giving her a smile.  

His voice was deep and husky, it almost sounded like he lowered his tone just a bit, from his normal sound.

Y/n had to fight back the urge to roll her eyes. Another fuckboy. She was allergic when anyone would respond like that to someone they just met, no matter where they “Angelina Jolie” type of beautiful.

Y/n just nodded and force a smile, she was just about to go to the table when his voice stopped her.

“Hey, let me redeem myself to you buy buying you a drink.” He asked lifting his hand in question.

Y/n smiled more politely than she wanted. “There is really no need to do that. It’s not like you made me spill my drink or anything.”

But he wasn’t giving up. “C’mon just one drink, I promise I am not a douchebag.” He said making her chuckle.

She couldn’t decide, should she go and have one drink with him or should she just refuse his offer. She looked around, searching for her friends, trying to find an excuse not to accept his offer.

“I swear I don’t bite.” He commented once he noticed her looking around the club.

Y/n took a deep breath, “One drink only?” She asked and in that moment his face lightened up.

“One drink only.” He said smilingly.

Y/n nodded before she added. “I am going to wait right there.” She said pointing to their table. He followed her finger but quickly turned his head toward her again.

“I think it’s better if you wait over there.” He pointed towards the booths in the back. “It’s calmer than here. The booth on the left is empty, so you can wait there, yeah?” He asked.

Y/n wasn’t sure if she wanted to be alone with this guy, far away from everyone, but she nodded in respond, and he smiled back to her.

Suddenly his face looked shocked, like he couldn’t believe something. He extended his hand. “How silly of me, I didn’t even introduce myself. I’m Justin, nice to meet you.” He said with a big smile on his face.

He had an adorable smile, Y/n had to admit.

She accepted his hand. “Nice to meet you too, I’m Y/n.” His smile made her smile.

“What a cute name. Y/n.” He said still not letting go of her hand. “I’m going to grab us some drinks, have anything specific in your mind or?” Justin asked, letting go of her hand.

“Whatever you want.” Y/n said. He nodded and soon his blond hair was nowhere to be seen.

She turned around and made her way towards the booth he addressed her to.

Once she arrived, booth was empty just like Justin told her it would be, but she saw few jackets laying on the sits.

She gently moved few over and took a seat. She looked around the bar, hoping she will notice any familiar figure on the dance floor but nothing. Sometimes she wishes the girls dyed their hair in bright fluorescent colors, so it would be easier for her to spot them, in occasions like this.

“Looking for a way how to escape me?” Justin’s voice scared her and she jumped a little bit. He chuckled when he noticed. “Didn’t mean to scare you.” He said as he was placing their drink down in front of them, taking seat across her.

“I was just looking if I could find any of my friends.” Y/n said focusing her eyes on the drink. It was purple and thick. Something she never tried. She brought the glass up to her nose and she was surprised with the smell.

The smell was mixture of flowers and something that could be raspberry. She wasn’t sure, but it smelt really, really good. She took a sip, and it tasted even better. She felt a familiar burn down her throat, and she knew vodka was in this.

She put her glass back down licking her lips. “this is good.” Y/n mumbled lifting her look to Justin who was already smiling at her. “You trying to get me drunk?” Y/n said jokingly which made him laugh even more.

“Never” he said taking a sip, but his eyes never left hers. He placed his drink down and moved his finger in circle around the edge of the glass.

Neither, at least Y/n didn’t know what to say, so she decided to scan the dance floor once again.

“You’re not here often, are you?” His voice made her turn her attention back to him.

“Is it written over my forehead?” Y/n chuckled and Justin joined her.

“No, I haven’t seen you here before. And trust me I would never forget face like yours if I saw it.” Y/n couldn’t help but blush a little bit.

“That’s so corny.” Y/n laughed.

“It made you blush tho.” Justin commented back.

“Still, it’s corny as hell. Just please don’t start using some as corny pickup lines.” Y/n laughed before taking another sip.

“Damn, there goes my plan.” Justin giggled and Y/n joined him. “Then you will need a better one.” Y/n smiled, it seemed like this was something she couldn’t stop tonight. She never smiled so much, but this boy makes her smile never leave her face.

“So, tell me, who do I have to thank for bringing you here tonight?” Justin said while a smirk played on his lips.

“My friend Asia, it’s her birthday and she literary dragged me here.”

“I will make sure I thank her, or you can do that for me.” He took another sip. “So apparently, you’re not the type to party every Friday and Saturday night huh?” Justin said focusing his eyes on hers.


“But don’t you think those were placed here for us to figure out something. Like maybe they are key to something else.” Justin asked looking Y/n directly in her eyes.

Their one drink turned into multiply drinks, nobody was counting how many. They were both slightly buzzed, talking about nonsenses, sitting next to each other.

“I have to be honest, I didn’t expect I would be talking about this, on a Friday night in a club with a stranger.” Y/n said throughout a giggle. “But I don’t know what to think about those stones. It might be that just people put them there.”

“But it’s proved people couldn’t do that.” Y/n giggled at how adorable Justin was.

“Please don’t tell me you that at home you have a whole room dedicated to that.”

Justin smirked and Y/n could notice a sparkle in his eyes. “Suddenly I wish I had.” He said lowering his voice, bringing his body closer to Y/n.

Y/n smile faded as she looked into Justin’s seductive eyes. “Why?” She whispered, looking at his lips, waiting for them to move.

“So, I would have an excuse to take you home with me.” Justin whispered leaning closer to Y/n. in that moment she couldn’t care less about what she thought about one night stands.

She cupped his face with her hands and connected their lips. Y/n could tell Justin was surprised from her sudden move, but he gave in soon.

He pulled her closer, making her sit on his lap, intertwining his fingers with her hair only to pull her face closer.

Their lips moved in sync, like this wasn’t the first time they interacted.

Y/n pulled away first, gasping for air. She noticed he was breathing heavily too. She smiled before asking quietly, “Are you going to show me that room of yours or what?”

Y/n watched as Justin’s smile grew wider. “Gladly.” He growled, lifting her from his lap and locking his hand with hers. He took money out of his pocked and placed it on the table. He turned around to face Y/n.

“Ready?” He asked. Y/n nodded and they made their way out of the club. Soon enough they were inside his car. He started the car and Y/n couldn’t wait to arrive at his house. In the back of her head she thought she should text her friends but she couldn’t make herself take her phone out of her purse.

Justin placed his hand on her inner thigh, drawing small circles, making her body tingle from just a simple touch.

She couldn’t take her eyes off his face. His profile looked like it was made by God himself. In that moment, not knowing why, she thought she might saw him somewhere.

He noticed her staring and he laughed, never moving his eyes from the road. Soon enough the car stopped and Y/n couldn’t be more thankful. She never felt like this, never thought she would be driving to stranger house for a one night stand, but she was, and she couldn’t care less.

She exited the car and walked over to Justin. He placed his hand on her lover back and guided her towards the doors. He unlocked the doors and let Y/n enter first like a true gentleman.

As he closed the doors, Y/n spun him around and smashed their lips together. She could feel Justin smile through the kiss. He grabbed her and picked her up, Y/n connected her legs behind his back, feeling her dress lifting up as he carried her somewhere what felt like upstairs.

Justin’s lips left her lips, leaving wet trails down to her neck. She moved her neck back, giving him more access.

With his leg, he hit the doors wide open and threw Y/n on the bed. She squealed in surprised and giggled, but she was soon shut with Justin’s body grinding over her, while his lips attacked hers once again.

She could feel his hand traveling up and down her body, making her crave for more of this touch.

He kneeled on the bed and pulled her dress over her head. He looked down at her body and licked his lips. “You look gorgeous.” He whispered and Y/n felt herself getting more and more hot.

She helped him get out of his clothes before she pulled him down onto her again. His lips attacked her neck once again, but only for few seconds. He used his teeth to remove the stripe and the cup of her bra.

He brought his lips closer to her nipple and his hot breath made her feel shivers all over her body. He smirked and looked up before he took her nipple in his mouth. Y/n locked her hands in his hair but he pushed the up above her head. “Keep ‘em there.” Justin demanded before taking her nipple into his mouth again.

With his free hand, he removed the other stripe, pushing her bra down.

He got up once again, and Y/n found herself whining for more of his touch. He looked down at her bare chest and couldn’t help but stare at how beautiful she was.

He grabbed her panties and ripped them in half. He couldn’t wait any longer and he could tell, she couldn’t either.

He pulled his boxers down and Y/n eyes widened in shock. He was packing some real heat down there.

Justin opened one of his drawers of nightstand and took a little golden packet out. He opened the condom in hurry and just as he was about to put it on, Y/n’s hands stopped his. “Let me help.” She literary purred out.

Justin smirked and Y/n rolled the condom on his huge dick. She stroked him few times and Justin’s mouth fell out which made Y/n moan out in satisfaction.

Justin pushed Y/n onto bed, placing his left hand next to her head, while adjusting himself in front of her entrance. “Ready?” He growled. Y/n nod and Justin slowly pushed himself in all the way.

Y/n threw her head back, closing her eyes in pleasure, grabbing the bars of his bed.

A soft moan left his lips as he pushed himself all the way in. He was waiting for her to adjust, but all she wanted was for him to start moving.

“Are you ok-“

“Fuck me hard.” Y/n cut Justin, looking him straight in eyes.

He smirked “Your wish is my command” as he pulled out and slammed himself with full force.

Y/n couldn’t help but scream out in pleasure, never taking her eyes of Justin. He listened to her wish, and the way his hips moved in and out made her feel some type of way.

She gripped the bars of the bed tighter. The sound of their bodies slamming against each other was enough to send her over, but to have Justin’s gaze on your lips, breast and pussy.

As the lights were dimmed in the room, the shadows made his body look sweatier than it was, but it was really getting hot in the room.

“You like that?” He spat out as he thrusted harder. Y/n moaned out his name.

Justin pulled out and Y/n whined from the sudden loss of contact. “I don’t like asking twice.”

“Yes, I do.” Y/n breathed out.

“You do what?” Justin teased her.

“I like what you’re doing.” Y/n said annoyingly.

“And what am I doing?”

Y/n sigh loudly. “I love the way you’re fuc-aaa.” Justin suddenly slammed inside her again. Y/n screamed out, but that only made Justin smirk.

Y/n knew she was close as so did Justin, he rubbed his fingers against her clit, growling “Cum baby.”

His growl pushed her over and she released herself all over him, but that didn’t stop him. He thrusted himself in and out, like she didn’t just reach her high.

“I hope you’re not tired yet, because the night, only started.”

  • simon on a date w/clary: so ANYWAY he made me drink AB+ because it's favorite and [rolls eyes] apparently it's [finger quotes] ~the best~ but I guess it wasn't actually ~that~ bad if you throw in a lime b/c quality produce-
  • raphael w/izzy: simon lewis has ruined three too many of my jackets. HOW do you get a food stain on a $1k jacket when you don't even eat??? for god's sake it smells like SPAGHETTI. I gave it to elliot - he smells like an italian restaurant now, it's repulsive-
  • clary and izzy on the phone: *simultaneously* COME GET HIM
I don't remember | Jughead x Reader | Part 2

*PART 1*| *PART 3*

Summary: You wake up after the big party, definitely not in your bed, and you don’t remember how you got here. To be honest, you don’t remember anything that happened last night. Why are you not wearing your dress? Why you do you have a big bruise on your arm? Why are you in Jughead Jones’ apartment? What does all this have to do with Reggie? And why you don’t remember anything, even getting drunk?

Words: 1363

Warnings: MISTERY, cursing, alcohol, bad decisions, some sexual content, presumptions of rape, suppositions about a date rape drug. You are reading at your own risk. Sorry.

A/N(IMPORTANT): I am very glad that so many of you liked the first part. When I started to write this, I did not expect to write a story like this. I hope you will like the second part. Please after reading this, read some fluff. Now the important part: I have dyslexia so forgive me for my grammar, because I’m trying to write correctly, but it does not always work. So I’m sorry again. 

Feel free to send my any requests, asks etc.
Also, the thoughts are write in italic.

“The problem is that you wasn’t drunk (Y/N),” he said.

“W-what?” My voice was shaky

How quick could I get to the front door?
Jughead was (much/a little bit/-) taller, but maybe I could reach them faster. Of course, if the door is not closed. I could also choose a window, but this one look like really tricky to open.

“Maybe you want to change first?” He asked, and my mind started to work faster. 

I need to get out of here. Now

I threw the clothes he gave my into the air, and I reached the front door. I pressed the handle.  

Closed. Fuck. I should choose the window.


“This was amazing,” I said when I finished my drink “What did you add to it?”

His eyes opened wide, but he smirked and said: “I am not telling you, it’s a secret.”

I laughed. “Then I would like another “secret”, but first let’s go dance.“


“I want to leave! If you don’t let me go, I will start screaming” Jughead was shocked. Probably he didn’t expect that I will act like this.

“Wait what… No no (Y/N) it’s not like that.”

“Open the door!”

“(Y/N)” He began to approach me.

“Stay away!” I said quickly. He stopped and put his hand into his pocket. He took out the keys.

“I am not forcing you to stay here (Y/N). You can leave whenever you want” He threw the keys, and I caught them.

“The biggest one,” he said.

I slowly opened the door still looking at him. It was right key. 
It calmed me a little.

“Ok, what happened” I crossed my arms. I needed answers, but I still didn’t trust him. Why should I?
I felt dizzy. The room started to be vague.

What was happening? I didn’t drink or eat  anyth… Oh God, he made me a coffee. And I drank it.
“Hi guys!” Veronica and a guy who I didn’t know walked to us.

“Hi!” I said

“(Y/N) you don’t know my brother. This is Oliver, Oliver this is (Y/N)” Reggie introduced us.

“Nice to meet you (Y/N)!” He was taller than Reggie, but they were very similar. No wonder why Veronica was looking at his face with admiration. He was very very handsome.

“You too.” He smiled. He had a gorgeous smile!

“Guys, someone puked on the stairs, and the beer had finished.” said some tall blonde boy who just barged through a crowd.

“It’s not even midnight!” Reggie looked at his brother and then at us.

“I take the beer,” Oliver said.

“So that means I going to deal with the stairs” Reggie rolled his eyes and sighed.

“Yup, little brother. Excuse us ladies. We will be right back.”

My vision went blur. I was falling. I felt the strong hand on my waist.

“No,” I said, but Jughead didn’t let me go.

“Calm down. Just sit on the chair. You will not black down in my house again.”

He walked my to the chair and took away his hands.

“What was in my coffee,” I said quietly


“What was in my coffee Jughead?”
“Girl, we are lucky” Ronnie smirked to me when Reggie and Oliver drifted away.

“The most handsome brothers!”

“I can already hear the rumours.”

“(Y/N) and Veronica the luckiest girls in the school” we laughed

“What are you two laughing about” we heard Archive voice. We turn around. He was holding two drinks.

“Nothing” Ronnie smiled.

“Well I figured out you will probably like something to drink since your partners abounded you.” He handle us the drinks

“I shouldn’t mix the alcohol,” I said hesitantly

“C'mon (Y/N) I made it especially for you” Archie winged.

“You are the second guy who said that in about ten minutes” I rolled my eyes
“Not very original.”

“Yeah thank you Archie for making during especially for (Y/N)” Ronnie acted offended but she smiled

“And this one is “especially” for you Veronica” Archie reflected, but he kept looking at me when I was drinking. I laughed.

“I hope so,” Ronnie said and took her drink.
“I didn’t drug you (Y/N)!”

“That is something, which someone who drugged me would say!” My vision was clear again. He was picking up the clothes. He looked in my eyes and sighed.

“I didn’t drug you. I didn’t force you to anything…” I opened my mouth. “No, let me finish! I didn’t add anything to your coffee. Basically, I didn’t do anything like that. I don’t know the whole story, but I can tell you what I know and what happened. I will understand if you don’t want to. You can leave whenever you want.”

I didn’t say anything. I wasn’t sure what to do. I was curious, but on the other hand,  I was scared.

He rolled his eyes, took his phone out of his pocket and placed it on the table next to me.
“I don’t know where your phone is but you can call whoever you want and check my story. Ok?”


“How are you filling?”

I knew that I shouldn’t mix alcohol! It was wired that I was drunk after two drinks. I didn’t like being drunk, but this time it was surprisingly nice. I felt relaxed when I was dancing. But after about 20 minutes I started feeling dizzy.

“Are you ok?” Kevin asked with concerned look

“I think-k so-o. I n-need s-some air” I said, and I was surprised. I didn’t think I
was so drunk to have a speech problem.

“Girl how much did you drink?” he smirked

“Definitely not enough” Veronica handled me a drink. She already drank about 6 and Archie was still bringing more.

“No, thanks.” The speech problem disappeared, how was that possible?

“C'mon you only drank about 2 and it’s not even midnight. By the way, did someone see Reggie or Olivier?”


“Why I am here with you,” I asked

“You called me,” he answered.

That was wired. Why I phoned Jughead? I didn’t know him. I didn’t talk to him. Something wasn’t right.

“I don’t have your number. How could I called you?”

“You called me from Archie’s phone.”

“I think I need to go home,” I said and started to looking for my purse. Damn it I left it somewhere.

“No (Y/N) stay with us!” Kevin insisted

I saw that Archie was holding a phone, he was texting. I took his phone and opened the contact book.

“No (Y/N)!” Archie tried to stop me and got his phone back. Probably I interrupted some meaningful conversation. I didn’t care. I found the taxi number, but I accidentally press the one above. I saw Jughead name on the screen, and then I heard his voice. He was angry.

“Dude! I told you I’m busy. I don’t care how wasted you are I’m not picking you up.” He hung up.

Archie took the phone out of my hand. “You need some air,” He said. “I will call a taxi for you, ok?”
I nodded

We walked out of Reggie’s house. The cold air was very nice. But I didn’t felt better. Contrary everything went blur again. I sat on the stairs. I felt dizzy and tired.

“Do you want to have a walk? Drive-In is nearby” I heard the voice. It sounded like from under water. Unrealistic. I didn’t recognise it. Maybe it was Archie? I walked out with Archie, right?

Strong hands helped me to stand up. I felt like my feets didn’t belong to me. I looked at the owner of the hands. But everything was nebulous. He was tall. What was his hair colour? Is it’s just the light from the streetlight reflecting in his black hair or there are really red?

“Yeah let’s go,” I said, and he took my hand.


“What are you not telling me, Jughead?” I asked

He didn’t answer.

anonymous asked:

I think a lot of people are forgiving and excusing Mr. Min because your story is based off of Yoongi from BTS. Like y'all! Mr. Min was a dick to the MC! Yeah the MC made some bad choices, but she didn't deserve to be treated like a "cum dumpster". (Gosh what a sad degrading name, btw 😥) & plus if this was real life, there is no way in hell he should be forgiven so easily. Like he literally stripped her of her pride. Sigh my heart is so soft for the MC. No one deserves to be treated like that.💔

I definitely think the fact that he is supposed to be Yoongi is a huge reason why people are so willing to forgive him without any real work on his part.  That is kind of why I’m so upset about people forgiving him so quickly.  If you are in an abusive relationship (whether you are given the title of being their significant other or not) you will have likely developed a strong attraction to that person (like…say if it was Yoongi for example) but that doesn’t make their actions okay.  I thought I was head over heels in love with my boyfriend and thought the way he treated me was okay or even normal.  It’s not.  What you saw between the MC and Yoongi was not a healthy relationship and, once again, he has done nothing at all to redeem himself and make him anywhere close to worthy of being given a second chance.  

There’s a lot of my real life experiences sprinkled into that fic and I would absolutely not give those fuckers a second chance just because they felt bad.  You don’t get to hurt someone like Mr. Min did and then say, “well, gee, I feel bad about that” and get forgiven.  That’s not how it works in real life.  Or not how it should anyway.  And if anyone reading this or reading the fic is in a situation where you are being treated that way please listen to me when I say you deserve better.  I know back when I was in that relationship I didn’t feel like I did either but it is the truth.  

Warren Worthington

(I needed something to occupy my mind. I haven’t been feeling all that well these past few weeks, so writing this was a good outlet. I listened to Colors (Stripped) by Halsey to write this. I should have a Ward Meachum fic up by the end of the week. Anyway, I hope whoever reads this enjoys, and feedback would be greatly appreciated!)

Warnings: Slight swearing, alcohol and blood mention.

Word count: 4k


This is hard.

But he just couldn’t bring himself to do it earlier on.

It would have been easier though.

With the people in charge of the fight club out looking for him, he knew they’d kill anyone including you to get to him.

They wouldn’t want anyone interfering with getting one of their best fighters back.

You had stumbled across him in an alleyway after he had gotten into a fight with a group of men who were looking for trouble.

They had found it.

In the haze of cigarette smoke flowing down from the open window of the building above you and the dim blue light pouring out onto the street as you were walking home, you saw the silhouette of what looked like a pair of wings.

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Being Damon’s Soulmate Imagine

Fandom: The Vampire Diaries
Request: “Can I request an imagine where the reader is Damon Salvatore’s soulmate& he meet her before he came back to Mystic Falls(they were together for a year or two but Damon thought that he doesn’t deserve her so he compelled her to forget him)&all this time he can’t stop thinking about her so one day he decides that he’s going to get her back & he drops everything & there is some fluff reunion & they go to Mystic Falls & she meets everyone?& if you could post it before or on my bday(17th April)?Thx!❤”
Word Count: 680
Author’s Note: I’ll admit I wasn’t sure how to write this but heres my best shot. Happy Birthday fam!

Originally posted by the-vampire-diaries-666

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