all the pretty thoughts in my head

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I found these comics and instantly thought of you 😂 I hope they make you laugh 😊

These hit uncomfortably close to home. A few years ago, my friends and I decided to head out for a “noir night” with big coats, hats, and cigars. Then we hit up an all-night diner around midnight. I’m terrible at smoking, drinking, and ordered a salad… my friends just shook their heads and called me out for being a hardboiled poser.

Get Out.

Originally posted by tess453

Peter Parker x Reader

Request: Yes

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.

The whole team would be here.

With Peter and you.

During your date.

Well, fuck.

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anonymous asked:

Simon and Jace bonding over the horror of interrupting Magnus and Alec?

this is hilarious cause you sent me this 2 weeks ago and now it’s so relevant

at first it’s just slight interruptions, because jace interrupting them doesn’t just end there. it doesn’t end after he’s apologized for killing the mood and it doesn’t end after he’s finally settled into magnus’s space. no, it of course continues and it’s horrible because he just keeps doing it. they’re finally kissing and magnus’s weight against alec is so fucking sweet up against the front door. it’s everything he’s been craving, his fingers sinking deep into the muscles around magnus’s shoulder blades. magnus is kissing him like all of that anticipation rolling under alec’s skin, all stormy, is reciprocated, mirror image. and just as alec’s lips part, a low sound thick in his throat as he slides his hands down, pressing magnus closer… someone clears their throat.

alec goes still very slowly and as he does magnus gets the hint and pulls off of him. and it takes a minute but they glance over and there’s jace, with that same perturbed look on his face. “i’ve got to…” he points towards the door. and alec feels his jaw tensing up before it actually does. magnus makes a low noise of understanding, raising his brows and pulls away to open the door, letting jace through and alec just licks his lips, reaching up to rub at his forehead, trying not to allow the annoyance rumbling through him to take hold. but it does anyway and he shoots jace a glare as his blond brother heads through the door. magnus has this look on his face like he just swallowed sour milk and alec lets out a heavy sigh before he reaches out to try and pull magnus back in.

but magnus just chuckles, taking alec’s fingers and squeezing them. “i think the mood has been sufficiently killed.”

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Shout out to the dumb boys who yanked my scarf off in the hallways and then laughed when I dropped all my books. Shout out to the guy who thought it was funny to go behind me during class and pull my bra strap to hear it snap then got defensive when I brought my fist out. Shout out to the guys who would say ‘that shit around your head is ugly you think you’re pretty?’ ‘let’s get married so I can see ur hair’ shout out to you because I love wearing hijab 100000x more because of you jerks

Lock and Key (M)

*I am so tired*

Requests: Anon asked “Can you make like a dirty y/n imagine of Jimin please??” + @bangtanofarmys asked “ FUCK FUCK FUCK OMG FINALLY SOMEONE’S REQUEST IS OPEN. Ok I want to request a rough Jimin smut, with daddy kink and stuff BECAUSE IM SO TIRED OF BEING REQUESTED AND NOT REQUEST T-T “ you’re so cute wtf 

Word Count: 10.8k bc I don’t know when to stop


Another mundane day has come to pass, your best friend’s arm slung over your shoulders as you soak up the blinding sunrays on your skin. The sun pressed harsh kisses on your delicate skin, a definite burn accompanied by heavy sweating was just the peak of your day. You could barely remember the words of your professor, zoned out and ready to slump into your couch for two days.

Anthropology was fun when you still had your first year jitters, excited to be in university and getting a degree in something you loved. Now, a few weeks into your second year, you wished the years would just pass by.

Distracted by your internal monologue, you barely caught the bus on time, the driver ready to zoom through traffic and you waved your hand out wildly to catch his attention. You stumbled into a seat, the bus moving no less than a second after you got on.

Mindlessly watching the street signs while numerous people leaving and entering the bus, you get off at the stop near your house. You kick off your shoes, dropping your bag on the shoe rack and you heard a broken sob.

“Mom? Dad?” You went into the kitchen, followed by a set of sniffling before going into the living room. Your father held your mother in a consoling way, her hands clinging onto his red sweater. She grabbed a tissue and blew into it.

“Mom? Why are you crying? What happened?”

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Car Troubles

Mechanic!Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1,120

Warnings: nothing….just yucky fluff lol

A/N: This is for @dancingalone21‘s AU Funny Quote Challenge!! My funny quote was “Are you having a stroke? Do you smell toast?”
Hope you guys (especially Lau!!) enjoy it, thanks to @mamapeterson for the beta and feedback is greatly appreciated!!!

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If I Could Tell Him (lyrics)

Connor:
I think

There’s nothing like his smile

Sort of subtle and perfect and real

And I think

I never know how wonderful

That smile could make someone feel

I know

Whenever he gets bored

He scribbles trees on his Spanish worksheets

And I noticed

That he sends advice to columns

That they put in those teen magazines

But i keep it all inside my head

What I see I leave unsaid

And though i want to

I couldn’t talk to him

I couldn’t find the way

Zoe:

But you would always say

Connor:

If I could tell him

Tell him everything I see

If I could tell him

How he’s everything to me

But we’re a million worlds apart

And I don’t know how I would even start

If I could tell him

If I could tell him

Zoe: (spoken)

What else do you think about?

Connor: (spoken)

What else do you wanna know?

(Waits a beat)

Never mind, I don’t really need to talk

Zoe: (spoken)

No, no, no, come talk to me, please?

Connor: (spoken)

Okay
I thought

He looked really pretty, er-

It looked pretty cool when he drew indigo streaks on his cast

Zoe: (spoken)

You did?!

Connor:

And I wonder how he learned to read

Like all the rest of the world isn’t there

But I keep it all inside my head

What I see, I leave unsaid
If I could tell him

Tell him everything I see

If I could tell him

How he’s everything to me

Connor:

But we’re a million worlds apart

Zoe:

You’re not a million worlds apart

Connor: 
And I don’t know how I would even start if I could tell him
If I could tell him

But what do you do

When there’s this great divide

Zoe:

He just seems so far away

Connor:

And what do you do

When the distance is too wide

Zoe:

Just speak from your heart, Connor

Connor:

And how do you say I love you,

I love you,
I love you,
I love you

But we’re a million worlds apart

And I don’t know how I would even start

If I could tell him

If I could

Hard To Tell - Jeff Atkins/Reader

chapter 6: confession

word count: 1890

tagged list: ( i have to work on this,, again )

chapter 1 - chapter 2 - chapter 3 - chapter 4 - chapter 5 - chapter 6 ( you’re here! )

When you went to school the next day, you received stares. Does that come as a shock? When you were rifling through your locker, two hands were placed on your hips.

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Anonymous said: A jeffxreader where she sits with the jocks at their lunch table bc she recently broke her arm and they are rlly protective of her especially jeff bc he likes her and just include silly banter amongst all of them and maybe later jeff finally gets the courage to ask her out and she happily agrees and fluff thnx <3

Author’s Note: Dear requester, I had to switch arm to ankle because I royally screwed up. Sorry!

Originally posted by janevillanuevas

JEFF X READER

“Seriously, Jeff, you don’t have to keep driving me to school,” you chuckle. “I’m plenty capable of doing things on my own still.”

Shaking his head in refusal, Jeff parks in the student parking lot of the high school before turning towards you. "If it wasn’t for me goading you, you wouldn’t have been playing flag football with us, Y/N. I sometimes forget just how rowdy those idiots can get.”

“It’s not your fault.”

“It kind of is.”

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Track-By-Track Guide to 'How To Be A Human Being'

“Life Itself”
This one actually started off as a dark, slow, moody track. Quite insular. But eventually we realized there was a cheekiness to the lyrics that we hadn’t really explored, so we injected a sense of optimism into the music. The character that this track is about is a sci-fi obsessed dude who spends most of his time alone inventing strange things and writing stories about ray guns or looking for aliens on Google maps. We made him a website. But that’s what the chords and sound effects were inspired by. Old sci-fi films/series. I also got a bit obsessed with Lollywood music (music from Pakistani films), and thats where the idea for the drums came from.

“Youth”
The idea for this one came from a story someone told me once. They were telling me about their child, and something awful had happened to them. She was crying—but at the same time the memories that they had from that previous life made her so happy—so she was also smiling. That combination of emotions kind of made me feel like my heart was being ripped apart but also optimistic in a weird way. She had found a way to see happiness in this awful thing that had happened to her. That combination of emotions is what this song is getting at. Have a look at this character’s website, too.

“Season 2 Episode 3”
Everyone knows someone like the character from this song. If you don’t, then it’s you. But there are lots of references to different psychedelic cartoons in this one—sonically and lyrically—including Adventure Time. That show is crazy.

“Pork Soda”
I heard a homeless man talking to someone once and say ‘pineapples are in my head.’ In retrospect, I’m pretty sure it wasn’t actually those words, but I thought it was at the time, and it kind of stuck with me. The opening of the song is meant to sound like you’re outside on the street, and you can hear a group of people chanting this song. The drum sounds are made from old bins and trash pieces of metal I found around the studio. Kind of like those street drummers use. All that is meant to set the scene for the story.

“Mama’s Gun”
I don’t use samples very often. I only like using them if they bring something to the table, aside from just music—a context and a further depth to the actual meaning of the song. This song is mainly about mental health, and I remembered this song by The Carpenters called “Mr. Guder.” It fit the atmosphere musically, while the song “Mr. Guder” itself was about an odd character of sorts, and then on top of that, Karen Carpenter’s story added another dimension to the lyrics. if you don’t know the story, you should look it up. It’s important and very sad, and it started a general social dialogue about mental illness which is to this day still a subject matter that we avoid far too much.

“Cane Shuga”
This is the only track on the record that didn’t start with lyrics and vocal melody. It started with the beat and the heavy drums. I let the beat spin and wrote stream of consciousness lyrics through a vocoder for this one to try to capture a certain mentality you might have when you’re a bit fucked up. When you start speaking what seems like gibberish—but maybe that gibberish is actually quite revealing.

”[Premade Sandwiches]”
This is a spoken word interlude. My favorite word in the album is in this: “McFuck.” It’s something that someone’s gotten at McDonald’s. Here it is used in a sentence: “What the McFuck are you eating?”

“The Other Side Of Paradise”
This is musically my favorite track on the record, I think. The chords are quite bizarre, and there are some mad arrangement and structural things going on. And the beat was super fun to make. It’s gonna be fun live!

“Take A Slice”
This track is about someone with a lot of lust. It’s as sleazy as I’ll ever get in lyrics. But everyone has that inside them somewhere, even if it’s only a tiny bit. And it comes out from time to time. For some people, it’s out all the time.

“Poplar St”
This song is meant to open with a kind of musical/lyrical image of a place. A little guitar hook and a floating vocal line that all seems quite peaceful, but things get more and more twisted as the song goes on. The guitar starts doing weirder things, the music builds tension, and then the whole thing flips on it’s head at the end. And you find that maybe that place isn’t what you first expected it was.

“Agnes”
As soon as I started writing it, I knew it would be the album closer. This is my favorite song on the record. And the saddest song I will ever write.

Did we just met Bethany Young?

y

Today we met Katherine Dely, Mona introduced her to Hanna (and us) but she has a “Bethany Young” vibe all over her head.

Before continue reading, read my previous theory about Mona and Caleb here.

Well, Mona and Caleb are working together, as I say in that theory. Right after Mona saw Hanna’s portfolio, she inmediatly told her that she had an idea. Suspicious, right? She thought really fast but no, it was all planned. Caleb and her talked about this, about making Hanna focus on her fashion so they could introduce Bethany/Katherine in the game. 

She was in Radley (Emma Dumont posted this picture), we’ll see a flashback about Bethany’s story. You can see that girl is Katherine with blonde hair.

The senator adopted her (yes, I think this is true because something like a senator’s daughter is easy to check if it’s true). Once she’s adopted, she changed her name to Katherine so they could play the game with Caleb and Mona.

That doctor at the end, it’s not Wren. I see a feminine body, tall and has short hair, like Katherine/Bethany. 

Three’s a Crowd (Part 14)

Member: Taehyung x Reader x Yoongi

Type: Poly Au, Angst, Fluff, Smut

Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4. Part 5. Part 6. Part 7. Part 8. Part 9. Part 10. Part 11. Part 12. Part 13. Part 14.

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Well it almost got cold in Houston, so I decided to take advantage and wear some longer sleeves. I wish this weather would just make up it’s mind.

I love prints, so when I saw this vintage dress at the thrift store I just had to get it! I already owned this awesome fabric for the head scarf and together I thought it was a great look. 

Thanksgiving is tomorrow, and my family had made plans for dinner at my Grandad’s, but yesterday he fell and broke his hip, so now our plans have all been postponed. 

It was pretty scary to see him in so much pain. Thankfully I work as a caregiver to him, so I, as well as my mom and sister, were there only minutes after the fall.

This was the whole reason I moved back to Houston…to be with and help my Grandad. My Grandmother passed away this time last year, so it’s been a strange time being in this city without her and I can only imagine how that’s affected Granddaddy, after all they were married for over 60 years (unbelievable!). 

In my family, on both my mom and dad’s sides, every event pretty much revolves around the Grands, so this season is already proving to be pretty tough for me. My Grandad is the last of my Grands and I’m really struggling with this. However, I am so so grateful to be able to be spending so much time with him now. There are so many distractions in life, the only thing that really matters are the relationships you have with people and the memories you make with them. Time is precious, don’t let it slip away from you.

Broken Laptops (Jughead Jones x Reader)

Originally posted by miieczyslaws

Imagine: Jughead Jones

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Fandom: Riverdale

Warnings: It’s super duper fluffy!!

She watched him from afar. He just looked so perfect. His grey beanie on his head, his concentrated expression while he sat in front of his laptop, his jeans jacket that hugged his body perfectly, his beautiful dark hair. Everything seemed just perfect to her.

But for him, she didn’t exist. She was just another soul between hundreds. She wasn’t extraordinary. She was a girl who liked to sit in the library and disappear in her own world. She was a girl who did anything to get to the college of her dreams.

Jughead Jones was the only thing that did stop her from thinking straight. She knew. She knew that Jughead didn’t live with his family. In fact she knew that he lives in school now.

Y/N’s family wasn’t perfect either. Some nights she would just sneak out and walk around Riverdale. When she saw him at night in the school building she knew. After she saw him at the Twilight Theater, she knew that he wasn’t living where he should live.

And now she was sitting in a booth at Pop’s. And so was Jughead. Jughead actually knew Y/N but she wasn’t anyone special to him. But he knew that she was incredibly smart. Jughead wasn’t a person who showed interest. He was just like a lock. If you didn’t have the key, in that case it would be his trust, he wouldn’t open up to you.

Y/N was done with her homework as she stood up. A rather new waiter was walking in her direction. But then he slipped and Y/N was walking next to Jughead’s booth. In that moment her drink fell on Jughead’s laptop.

Her eyes widened. “Oh my god!”, she said loudly as she took some tissues to help him. “I’m so so sorry! It’s just the waiter slipped and-”, before she could go on further, Jughead stopped her.

“It wasn’t your fault.”, he said and sighed. “Good thing that I save my stuff on a stick as well. But it looks like my laptop isn’t going to make it.”

Great. For the first time she was really talking to him and destroyed his most precious thing. What a great start. “I will buy you another one! I promise.. I’m so sorry.”, she apologized one more time.

“I don’t think that you can afford a laptop unless your last name is Blossom.”, he said and looked at her. “I think I can get it repaired. No worries.”, he assured her that it was okay. “Y/N, right?”

“That’s me. Jughead Jones.”, she smiled at him. “Can I at least buy you a milkshake?”

Jughead smiled at her. “Well I can’t say no to an offer like that, can I?”, he told her.

The next few weeks they ended up talking to each other a lot more. He didn’t know that there was so much more to Y/N than just that smart girl who was the perfect student.

She was a person who was understanding, a little shy and a really good listener. Something about her fascinated Jughead. So he decided write about her. On paper of course. He didn’t know what he wrote. He just wrote the things he noticed about her down. Her actions, her flaws, her attitude. About how she laughed about his jokes. About how she was a really genuine and nice person.

Y/N took a job. She worked after school and sometimes on weekends. She knew that Jughead’s passion was writing and she took his passion away by destroying his laptop. Also: he was really nice to her and they did spend time together a lot. She wanted to give him something back. She also felt guilty about breaking his laptop.

One day they decided to go to the football pitch and lay down on the grass. They watched the stars who were shining brightly that night.

“Talk about yourself, Jughead. You never do that.”, Y/N asked.

“How about you tell me what you know about me already. I find that more interesting.”, his gaze was on the stars while Y/N’s gaze was on him.

“Well.. I know that you are a very creative person.. you’re also a realist and see things different than others. You are generally different than others. But in a good way.”, she stopped and took a slow breath. “Also.. I think that you don’t have a good connection to your family.”

Originally posted by bvreathe

Jughead stopped for a moment and then turned his head to her. “How do you know that?”

“My parents fight a lot.. and sometimes I just sneak out to get away. To get away from them shouting at each other. And one night I saw you at the Twilight Theater and at school.. why don’t you live with your parents?”

“My parents don’t live together anymore. My family is broken and I can’t keep living with my father. He doesn’t care about me or his family. He is drunk all the time. And I just couldn’t live there.”, he told her. For the first time he opened up to her. “My life might not be perfect. But I write my thought down. It helps me not to go insane.”, he sighs. “It’s the only thing in my life that will always stay the same.”

It felt good to talk about that. Sometimes even his laptop couldn’t take that pain away. Y/N moved closer to him. Jughead slowly put his arm under her. Now her head was laying on his chest. She could hear his heartbeat which was beating pretty fast. They lay there in the middle of the night on a football field and talking about their problems.

Y/N talked about how she expects a divorce any minute. It didn’t seem like the situation would get better. And Jughead listened to every word she said to him. Suddenly he wanted so comfort her. He wanted to be there for her. Because she was in a similar situation as him.

After that night they spent a lot of time together in school too. Y/N became Jughead’s getaway. Whenever he needed someone to talk, she was the first person he would talk to. The thought of her not being in his life, pained him. He didn’t want to imagine that. In such a short time, she became a big part in his life.

Jughead was working with Betty on the murder case as Y/N walked in with a bag. “Hey, how’s the work going?”, she asked them and smiled.

“Good.”, Betty answered. She saw that Y/N possibly wanted to talk to Jughead. “Uh.. I have cheer practice! I’ll see you guys around!”, she said and left.

Y/N sat down next to Jughead. “So.. 2 months ago, I broke your laptop. So.. I worked.”, she started.

But before she could go on, Jughead interrupted her. “If this is what I think it is, then I want to ask you one thing: Why? You didn’t have to do this, Y/N.” No one did something like that for him.

“I felt guilty. And I care about you and I know that you really need this laptop. Here is a complete new one. See it as a present from me, Juggie. As an early birthday gift.”

He pulled her close to him and hugged her tightly. “Thank you.. but my birthday is in 8 months.”

She pulled away and looked deep in his eyes. “I don’t care. I want you to have it. And every time you use this, think of me.”, she said and smiled at him.

A week later, Y/N saw Jughead sitting at Pop’s in his usual place. “Hey, Juggie.”, she said and sat down.

“Could you please stay here, I’m going to get us some drinks okay?”, he said and Y/N nodded.

As she saw his laptop background her eyes went wide. It wasn’t just a normal picture. It was a picture of her. A picture of her smiling. But she didn’t look in the camera. She seemed distracted. That must be the moment where he took that picture. But why would she be his background picture?

Jughead noticed that she stared at his laptop. “Uh.”, he said with his drink in his hands.

“It’s okay.. you don’t have to explain. I told you that you should think of me while using this laptop. And that is the best way, right?”

Another night, another night on the football field. The same position as always. Her head on his chest. Her calm breathing was present and so was Jughead’s heartbeat that only Y/N could hear.

Y/N hand reached out for Jughead’s. Jughead sat up and looked at her. “You look so pretty like this. Let me take a picture.”, he said and took a picture. Another inspiration to write about her.

“Really?”, she smiled and held his hand tighter.

“You’re the most beautiful girl I know, Y/N.”, he said. “Really. You are.”

Y/N sat up too and stared at Jughead and moved a little bit closer to him. “Why do you say that?”, she whispered.

“I don’t know. But there is something about you. I don’t know what.. but it’s just there. And I feel so much better with you. Thank you for being in my life.”

Originally posted by thebugheadfanatic

And just like that, Y/N pressed her lips on his. She pulled him close. Both of her hands were on his cheeks. Jughead also pulled her close to him. He pulled away. “Why?”

“It’s my way of saying thank you. I’m glad that I destroyed your laptop. I’m glad that I could spend time with you. I..”, she couldn’t finish that sentence. It was hard for her to express love. She never felt that way with a boy before. And now Jughead was there.

“I’m also glad that you did that, Y/N. If it weren’t for you, we wouldn’t be here right now. And.. I.. I love you. That’s what you wanted to say, right?”

She nodded and kissed him again. “Yeah. I love you too, Juggie. I love you with everything I have. That might not be much.. but-”

“That’s everything I need. You being here with me is more than enough.”

Originally posted by betty-and-jughead

Never Have I Ever L.H

Originally posted by loserxhemmo96

warning: smut ;))))

word count: 2500+

summary: Luke takes y/n’s virginity after a round of Never Have I Ever

requested?: yes, hope you like it Anon! I’m sorry for the wait, I know I told you it would be up earlier but I didn’t get the chance :/ anyway don’t forget my requests are open and I respond to all! ;)

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“okay never have I ever… had sex” Ashton said, immediately putting his finger down after the suggestion. I didn’t want to play this game in the first place, not in front of 10 or so people I’ve never met before. I don’t mind Never Have I Ever but it’s better with just your friends so you can admit anything without feeling embarrassed.

But of course Ashton had to do the sex one. I’m not ashamed of being a virgin it’s just that people judge you very easily, because apparently still being a virgin at 18 is a sin. 

And I can’t lie because one look from everyone and my face crumbles, the moral of the story, don’t trust me to hide anything because people can tell I’m lying from a mile away. 

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Winchesters in Riverdale (Part Four)

After a hunt gone wrong, Y/N Winchester, the 17 year old half-sister of Sam and Dean Winchester, her older brothers, and Castiel are transported to Riverdale, a town in a different universe. While Sam, Dean, and Castiel attempt to find a way back home, Y/N struggles to fit in in community of Riverdale. In a universe with no monsters to worry about, there’s so many questions that need answering.

Can she ever try to be normal after hunting for all of her life? Who’s the good-looking, mystical teen with the beanie who’s always at that diner? And will anyone discover that secret she’s been hiding for the last year and a half?

Prologue

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

A/N: I hope you guys are enjoying this series so far! That is all. xD

Riverdale gif by @stefan-salvatores

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In the seventeen years you had been alive, there was only time where you felt at peace. One time you felt truly, truly happy. That moment was fourteen months ago. In your bed. Lying next to Kevin.

Kevin brushed a lock of hair behind your ear and you snuggled into the warmth of the bed, looking up at him. The two of you just stared at each other, as if you were trying to memorize every detail of the other.

“Do you really have to go?” you nearly whispered, breaking the silence.

Kevin smiled sadly.

“What do you think?” he asked back.

You snorted softly, cupping Kevin’s cheek with your palm.

“I just… I love you, Kevin.” you said.

Kevin smiled softly.

“I love you too, Y/N.” he said.

You smiled and they both leaned in to meet each other with a passionate kiss. You pulled away and felt your eyelids start to droop. Kevin chuckled.

“Trying to stay up? After…” he trailed off, smirking at you.

You chuckled, blushing slightly as you remembered what the two of you finally did fifteen minutes ago.

“I don’t want to miss a single moment with you.” you answered truthfully.

Kevin placed another soft kiss on your lips again.

“Come here,” he said, holding the covers up slightly.

You moved closer to him and turned around, your back pressed against your boyfriend’s bare chest.

“I’ll always be here, okay? Even when you can’t see me,” he said.

You felt tears in your eyes but blinked them away. Tears could come later. You felt him wrap his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. He kissed your shoulder lightly.

“Close your eyes. I’ll be here when you wake.” he whispered and you nodded, quickly drifting off, Kevin’s warm arms around you.

The cold bed was what woke you eight hours later.

“What are you thinking about?” Jughead asked, breaking you out of your thoughts.

“Hmm?”

The school day had ended and the two of you were now walking to Pop’s. Jughead had offered to buy you a milkshake and you couldn’t refuse. A Winchester and free food? Come on.

“You seemed pretty deep in thought there for a minute.” the raven-haired teen said.

“Oh,” you said, letting out a forced chuckle. “Just some stuff on my mind, that’s all.”

That wasn’t exactly a lie.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Jughead asked.

You shook your head.

“Not particularly.” you said.

That was.

Jughead nodded and dropped the subject, the two of you entering a surprisingly comfortable silence as you finished the walk to Pop’s. You walked into the diner and took your seat at one of the booths as Jughead placed your order. He soon joined you and the two of you got into a heavy debate about 70s and 80s bands.

“Nuh uh!” you cut in. “Zeppelin wins every time! Don’t you remember “Stairway to Heaven?” Talk about iconic songs.”

Jughead scoffed.

“How about Black Sabbath’s “Iron Man,” huh? Or even—”

“Jughead!” a voice called from behind you.

You turned around to see the very nicely dressed black-haired teen from earlier at lunch making her way over to the two of you, the jock and the blonde girl following her.

Jughead gave you an apologetic expression before looking back up at the “fancy” teen.

“Veronica.” he acknowledged.

The girl, Veronica apparently, looked at you and smiled widely.

“Hey!” she greeted. “Got room for three more of us?”

Jughead turned his gaze back to you, ready for you to instantly say “no.”

But you didn’t.

You looked back to Veronica with a genuine smile on your face.

“Sure, why not?” you asked as you scooted over.

Veronica beamed as she took a seat next to you, Jughead looking at you with surprise. He had expected you to boot her out of there. The other two teens that were with Veronica squished in next to Jughead, forcing him to the corner of the booth.

“Veronica Lodge.” Veronica said, holding her hand out for you.

“Y/N Winchester.” you said as you took it, shaking it.

You turned to the jock who called himself “Archie Andrews” and the blonde who called herself “Betty Cooper.”

“Nice to meet you guys.” you said.

“You too.”

“Nice to meet you.”

Veronica looked back and forth between you and Jughead.

“So…” she began. “What were you guys talking about?”

And the game was afoot! Well… the debate was. Although this time, Jughead was outnumbered. Betty and Veronica had taken your side in the musical argument while Archie had taken Jughead’s. After listing countless songs and albums, you looked outside only to see it was dark. Your eyes widened as you realized you had been at the diner for hours.

“Oh, son of a bitch,” you cursed. “I need to get home. My brothers are—”

The front door swinging open abruptly interrupted you, making you quickly turn around. You sighed in relief once you realized it wasn’t Sam or Dean, but rather Castiel. Castiel quickly scanned the diner before his eyes met yours and he began to walk over to you.

“Damn.” you muttered as you faced forward again.

“What?” Veronica asked. “What’s—”

“Do you have any idea what time it is?” Castiel asked you as he reached the booth, unintentionally making the other teens jump.

You sighed as you pushed your hair back.

“No,” you answered truthfully. “I don’t. I was talking with my friends. Just got carried away.”

The Core Four (except Veronica who was positively radiating) smiled softly at you calling them your “friends.” Castiel sighed.

“I’m sorry to interrupt,” he said to the other teens, his annoyed tone changing to apologetic. “But Y/N’s brothers want her home.”

“Yeah, of course.” Veronica said as she slid out of the booth so you could get out.

You waved goodbye to everyone, but your gaze lingered on Jughead just a moment longer.

“See you guys at school,” you said. “And Jug? Thanks for the milkshake. See you in English?” you asked.

Jughead smirked.

“Of course.”

You smiled at his words before you followed Castiel out of the diner, the two of you walking in silence. After a few minutes, the angel spoke.

“I-I truly am sorry for disrupting time with your new friends, Y/N.” he apologized.

You gave a small smile to the angel.

“It’s okay,” you said. “I understand.”

Castiel nodded.

“It’s Sam and Dean. They were just afraid that you…” he trailed off.

You finished his thought in your head anyway.

They were afraid that you ran away again.

“I get it,” you said before stopping. “And Castiel?”

The angel stopped as well, turning towards you.

“I-I never thanked you for what you did for me. For sticking by my side for the last year. For being there. Just… thank you.”

Castiel’s expression softened.

“It’s… no problem.” he managed to say.

You nodded and the two of you continued the walk back to the motel in comfortable silence.

“Castiel,” you called as you looked up, your voice shaky.

You swallowed the lump in your throat as you tried to keep your trembling hands steady. You sat on the side of your bed, unable to stand, your leg involuntarily bouncing up and down.

“I need you to help me.”

A beat of silence. Then you heard the sound of wings rustling.

“What is it?” the familiar gravelly voice asked, appearing in front of you.

You quickly got up, opening your mouth only to have no sound come out.

“Y/N, you look pale. Are you alright?” the angel asked.

You shook your head.

“Cas, I need you to do something for me,” you began. “But you need to swear not to tell Sam or Dean. No matter what the outcome.”


“Y/N, of course, what—”

“No, I need to hear you say it. That you promise not to tell them, Castiel. Please. They can’t know.” you begged.

Castiel nodded, looking at you with concern.

“I promise,” he said. “What can I do?”

You took a deep breath, looking down.

“Okay. I… Um…” you began. “I-I need you to get me a pregnancy test.”

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A/N: Y’ALL KNOW HOW I LOVE MY KIDFICS. ;) Hope you enjoyed! Send me feedback!

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Belonging to Negan

Originally posted by jdm-negan-mcnaughty

Summary: Negan had come for his pickup but wasn’t happy with the supplies presented. Negan is about to kill someone when he gets an offer he can’t refuse.

Characters: Negan x Reader 

Requested by @eldritchmortician​, thank you so much for being patient! I had a lot of fun writing this! 

Special thank you to @prettyepiic,​ for giving me an INSANE amount of inspiration! ;) You can thank her for the red scarf smut!

Word Count: 2,003

Warnings: Language, MAJOR Smut, NSFW

Huge thanks to @i-am-negan-trash for being my beta reader!


“Someone’s gotta pay,” Negan growled, as he towered over the group that was on their knees in a line up.

He slowly walked down the row with Lucille over his shoulder. He stopped in front of a young woman that had always caught his eye. He had wanted her the first day he saw her. Negan knew she was a rule breaker, which made him want her even more. He offered to take her back to the Sanctuary many times, but she was too stubborn to say yes.

Negan was looking down at her as he licked his lips. “Unless… we can come to a compromise?”

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anonymous asked:

#42 isak and even ??

42) things you said when you asked me to marry you (this was requested by three people so i figured y’all really want this. it’s okay - i wanted it too.)

Isak’s still rubbing the sleep from his eyes when he enters the kitchen to Even making breakfast. He’s gotten years to drink in this sight on both the good days and the bad days, but the revelation that Even’s here, for him, is still enough to knock the wind out of Isak. It’s been so long, but Isak will always be that insecure boy in the kitchen of his old apartment, wondering if he’d dreamt up a world where someone as beautiful as Even would stay with him when the morning came.

“What are you doing over there?” Even says. He glances up from the eggs to beam at Isak. “I woke up extra early on our anniversary to make you breakfast, and I don’t even get a cuddle for it?”

“We could’ve cuddled in bed,” Isak grumbles, but he dutifully makes his way over to Even, wraps his arms around his waist and presses his nose against Even’s back. He breathes in, and Even’s familiar scent calms down the flutters in his stomach. “Seven years, baby,” he whispers.

“Feels like longer,” Even says.

“Yeah,” Isak says, but he’s been saying this as soon as he met Even, hadn’t he? Falling in love with Even had been like discovering something new and familiar all at once, and even though they’ve only officially been living together for three years, Isak can’t remember a time when he didn’t come home to Even. They’ve weathered storms, fought and broke and healed, but in the end, this is where he belongs, holding Even safe in his arms.

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|| needy ||

{summary: i’ve never been so needy before in my life.}

A lot of readers want more fuckboi!peter parker, so here’s || absolutely || written in his pov 👅👅👅

im also gonna put this out there but cartel’s [[the perfect mistake]] is fuckboi!peter parker’s theme song ♡

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**please don’t repost/plagiarize this story. Reblogs are fine**

warnings: mentions of sexual content, explicit language & attempts at an attack

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Despite everything that’s being said about me (even if most of them are true), I genuinely did love Liz Allan, and she was honestly the first one I have ever been intimate with.

I met her on the academic decathlon team and recall joining it solely for the purpose of getting closer her, the team’s captain. I was in love with the waves of her dark hair and constantly imagined what her smooth, mocha skin would taste like against my lips.

When we started dating, it was like a dream come for me.

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