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Jealously With a Twist: Teen Wolf

Originally posted by teenwolf

A/N: All the Gifs used are not mine! A combination of Fluff and Smut so its now call Smuff, but there’s no smut in this, just sexy scene. I’m rambling, I’m sorry but i hope you all ENJOY!

Warning: Cursing, Sexy scene but not Sexy Time, Booty Slapping, & Alpha/Beta/Omega structure for some of the imagines.

Scott McCall:

“So Alpha, tell me do you get jealous often?” You asked Scott leaning against the coffee table swirling your finger on the wood softly. He looked at you and down at your finger movements before meeting your eyes, his glowing red eyes staring back at your eyes “No what would give you that idea, the fact that my eyes or red, or that I was removed from the lacrosse field?” He asked cocking his neck slightly. He was fuming with anger, claws showing, red eyes, heavy breathing kind of anger and you knew exactly why, you looked down to what you were wearing “Does the jersey bother you that much that you went Alpha on the field? Scott , he’s a child.” You said gesturing to Liam’s jersey looking at Scott which only angered him more.

“Yeah, a child whose jersey is wrapped around my girlfriend’s body.” Scott said lowly approaching you carefully until his hands were lying on both of your sides resting against the coffee table “If you scratch Coach’s desk, he’s going to flip.” You asked softly staring into Scott’s eyes “You think I give a shit about his desk? I give more of a shit of why YOU’RE wearing his jersey.” Scott said leaning closer to your face causing you to hold your breath. You didn’t want to tell him the truth because it was only going to anger him more, and after the anger had settled he would hate himself for not being there, just as you were going to open your mouth.

“NO LIES. THE TRUTH (Y/N)!” He yelled causing you to jump in fright but he didn’t care at this point all he saw was red. “I.. I was attacked on my way to the game.. some guys came and tried to .. tried to hurt me… Liam was walking to the game.. he saw them.. as the tried to … hurt me.. he saved.. me.. Scott .. he saved me..” was all you said before sliding down to the floor, tears had began to stream down your face, you couldn’t control your fear, your hurt, your feelings. “Baby.. I .. I’m so sorry..” Scott said sinking to the floor sitting in front of you, without thinking you threw yourself into his arms and continued to cry.

“I was so scared Scott.. I felt so useless..” you said softly through your tears, Scott sat you in his lap cooing at you, while stroking your hair trying his best to calm you down “I’m sorry I wasn’t there baby.. I’m sorry you went through that.. I’m sorry I didn’t trust you..” he kept repeating as he softly rocked you. “Jealous or not McCall.. I love you.” You said softly as he kissed your forehead “This is so much better than watching you play lacrosse.” You said laughing causing Scotts chest to throw a fit of laughter.

“Man, I am on lucky guy huh?” He said kissing your hair, holding you tightly to him, protecting you.

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Stiles Stilinski:

Malia Tate. Must you continue. Ever since you and Stiles had gotten together she was always showing up at Stiles’ house asking him for help and of course since your lovable, sweet and oblivious boyfriend couldn’t see that she was just doing it on purpose he didn’t put a stop to helping her. You knocked on Stiles door to hear rustling and a couple of giggles just as you were going to open the door, Malia swung it open with a smile on her face “Hello (Y/N). We were just talking about you.” She said smiling at you which made you feel weird on the inside, as you looked over to Stiles you noticed it immediately. A kiss mark. On his cheek.

“It seems I’m interrupting something. If you’ll excuse me.“ You said turning around, running out of Stiles house trying to keep your tears at a minimum ”(Y/N)! Wait up babe! What the hell!“ He said catching you and pulling you back to him "Why are you leaving?” He asked looking at you confused, you said nothing but point to his cheek, he raised his eyebrow grabbing his phone to see what was on his cheek “Babe. Seriously?” Was all he said, just as you were going to walk away he grabbed your hand “Baby, Scott’s mom came by earlier, she gave me this kiss. Malia even mentioned it to.. wait, you thought?” He asked drifting away.

“No, baby I would never cheat on you.” He said wrapping an arm around your waist pulling yourself closer to him “So why have you a Malia been hanging out all week then?” You asked softly not trusting your own voice. “What’s today? Thursday right? Isn’t there something really important going on this exact Thursday?” He asked looking around and then it hit you “Shit.” was all you said before slapping your forehead “Yeah, so busy thinking I was cheating on you, you forgot. 6 months.” He said pulling you towards his house.

“Okay but that doesn’t explain Malia.” You said standing your ground on the fact while walking to his house “You’ll see.” He said before covering your eyes with his hands carefully walking you into his house, usually you would be amused but you weren’t exactly in the mood to receive a surprise. “Ready? 3…2…1..” you heard Stiles whisper in your ear as you opened your eyes to reveal a beautiful candlelit dinner “I couldn’t get the reservation in time, so Malia helped me with the idea. I don’t know how but that’s why we were spending more time together baby.. do you like it?” He asked fidgeting with his hands waiting for your reaction, you grabbed his hands looking up at him “Baby, I love it.” You said tiptoeing to kiss him.

“No reason to be jealous baby. You have my all.” He said holding you tightly kissing you once more before ushering you to your seat “I better Stilinski.” You said sitting in your seat, looking over at Malia, Scott and Liam “They will be serving us tonight.” Stiles said smirking causing you to laugh “Oh god, this is an anniversary I’m afraid you won’t be able to top.” You said laughing hysterically.

“Oh my love , trust me. I will.” He said taking you hand and placing a gentle kiss on it giving you a quick wink. Now you had to see what else Stiles had up his sleeve.

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Derek Hale:

You were waiting on the steps of Beacon Hills High waiting for Derek to come pick you up, like he promised but as twenty minutes passed you felt less and less sure that he would be coming at all “Hey, (Y/N) still waiting?” You heard Isaac say as he sat next to you on the steps with his lacrosse gear “Practice is already over?” You said in pure shock, watching Isaac slowly nod his head trying not to screw Derek over. “I’ve been waiting for an hour and a half and he’s still not here.” You said giving up hope that he was coming at all, you grabbed your things in defeat “Hey, let me walk you home.” Isaac said grabbing your bag that felt like pure rocks.

“Thanks Isaac.” You said leaning into his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around your waist “It’s okay, I’m sure he has a good reason (Y/N/N).” He said softly as if praying Derek had a good reason. The walk was quiet but that was alright because you weren’t really in the mood to talk about anything and Isaac understood that seeing as it was the third time this week that Derek stood you up. You had finally reached your home to see Derek sitting on your porch with flowers and a small smile, that immediately dropped when he saw Isaac’s hand on your waist. “So what’s this?” Derek sneers referring to Isaac’s hand which was still at your waist.

“Well since you don’t know the first thing about being a boyfriend and keeping your promises, someone has to right.” You said roughly as if it was a slap you had been waiting to give Derek “(Y/N) watch yourself. You wouldn’t want your little lover boy over here hurt would you.” Derek said with his eyes glowing red. You marched up to Derek, not fearing his temper “Derek Hale. I dare you to injure that boy because if you do I’ll never forgive you.” You said likely threatening his authority “Don’t forget, your Alpha position doesn’t effect me. Never will. So don’t you dare disrespect your Luna by treating her like one of your pack members because I can ruin your life.” You said softly tiptoeing to kiss his cheek.

“Bye Isaac, thank you for walking me home AGAIN. Now if you’ll excuse your Alpha because me and him have to talk.” You said threateningly causing Isaac to jet down the block “GOOD LUCK ALPHA!” Isaac yelled picking up full speed until he was no longer seen on the block, Derek turned to face you.

“Am I really in trouble?” He said smirking “Derek, three times in one week. Hell yeah you’re in trouble, now get your fine ass in this house because you got some explaining to do.” You said rolling your eyes as you walked into the house with a sour Alpha following behind you.

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Chris Argent:

You were doing your rounds at the hospital when you noticed a familiar name “Argent, C” you rushed into the room to see Chris Argent trying to unwrap his bandages “I’m sure you gave the nurse a hard time to put those on.” You said leaning against the door “Shit. (Y/N). Yeah, she wasn’t my favorite nurse, you know that.” He said winking at you, causing you to laugh.

Every time he was at the hospital he would always find a way to get caught or in trouble just to see you, he always flirted with you and you couldn’t complain because Chris was such an attractive man.

“Ah, Mr. Argent. Trying to gussy up to my girl are we?” Doctor Monroe said reading off Chris’ chart list, you rolled your eyes at the statement. Doctor Monroe had been trying to get into your pants from his first day at the hospital “Oh are you in a relationship? Funny, she never mentioned you when I took her out to dinner.” Chris said calmly and collective as he looked at Doctor Monroe’s expression.

“Well then, you shouldn’t be led on Mr. Argent. So yes me and (Y/N) are together.” Monroe said trying to mimic Chris’ calmness, you began to swat Chris’ hands away and started to rewrap his bandages “Are you sure we’re talking about the same girl because this lovely nurse has already agreed that her heart is mine?” Chris said grabbing your arm and pulling you closer to him “Isn’t that right (Y/N)? You’re all mine?” He said lowly causing you to stare at him mouth slightly open due to his movements and questions “Of course Chris.” You said in a blank state.

“Therefore Doctor Monroe, you have the wrong girl.” Chris said giving the Doctor the side eye as he watched him walk away, still holding you close to him “With all that said, how does dinner sound?” Chris said lowly in your ear “It sounds lovely, Chris I never knew you were the possessive type.” You whispered still in shock “Honey, there are so many thing you have yet to learn about me.” Chris said pulling you away winking at you slightly “Thanks for bandaging me up.” Chris said kissing your hand winking at you, as you blushed and walked out the room trying to breathe evenly.

Originally posted by kingclaremary

Liam Dunbar:

You were laying on the bed trying to replay the conversation that you had overhead between Liam and Scott.

“What if I hurt her Scott? What if she doesn’t love me then what? What if it takes over because if anger what am I going to do?” Liam said punching the locker next to his causing you to jump in place. “But what if she likes you too Liam? Then what? Sit here like an idiot and get mad anytime a guy gives her attention?” Scott said leaning against the now beat locker “Scott, I can’t… I don’t want to hurt her..” Liam said with pure fear in his voice “You won’t. Come on, let’s go before someone sees you.” Scott said walking into the bathroom with little Liam following behind him.

You tried to grasp who and what they were talking about when you heard a knock on your window, causing you to turn your head in the direction to reveal Liam Dunbar standing there awkwardly, you quickly opened your window allowing him to enter “Liam, what the hell are you doing at my window? You know I have a door that you can knock on?” You said standing with your hands on your hips. “(Y/N) it’s 3 am. What sane person knocks on a door?” He asked sitting on your bed shutting the window behind him. “Okay, you got me. So what’s up?” You said sitting next to him causing him to shift uncomfortably while blushing. “It’s me.” You said staring at him grabbing his hand “You were talking about me weren’t you?” You asked looking into Liam’s guilty eyes “I knew you were listening.. shit..” he said looking down trying to pull his hands away, you cupped his face causing him to look at you.

“Kyle, Jake, Caleb. I paid them to flirt with me just to see if I was right about my accusations. You like me Dunbar?” You said looking at him “You paid them? What the hell (Y/N).” He said looking at you confused, but you had no answer for his other than bringing your lips down to his, the kiss quickly turned into a feverish heat of need. He softly broke the kiss “Why did you do that?” He asked softly in your ear “What kiss you?” You asked looking away feeling ashamed of your advances until you felt Liam’s hands pin yours to your bed as he slowly dragged his tongue softly down your neck “No, pay them to flirt with you. (Y/N), do you know how dangerous that is?” He asked gripping onto your hands tightly causing you to look at him, his eyes gold and dilated. You had seen his gold eyes before when he was angry or threatened “That was a bad move for such a pretty girl. Do you know what happens when someone tries to take what’s mine?” He said kissing your neck softly.

“What?” You asked breathlessly “I have to mark them.” He said lowly and he then bit down softly on your neck sucking on spot until he was happy with the size. He rose from your bed opening your window “At school, I better see that mark. Or else you won’t like what comes after it.” He said before disappearing from your room, you were confused at his statement until you looked in the mirror and saw the bright red mark on your neck “Liam. Fucking. Dunbar.” You said softly already planning his funeral with a smirk on your face.

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

Jordan Parrish: 

You were leaning in your chair with your eyes traveling his face trying to see if he would give you any information by his movement or expression but Peter was a professional when it came to the Sheriff’s department, so you thought a different approach would work better.

You walked over to the front of the desk laying your hands on the sides of Peter’s chair causing him to shift “What is this bad cop, good cop? Honey we both know that it’s not going to work on me.” he said calmly his every word hitting your face “Oh, honey, this isn’t good or bad. This is my hidden attraction for you. I have a thing for criminals in chains.” you whispered softly in his ear causing him to shift uncomfortably “What?” he asked looking at you in pure shock as you smirked leaning against the desk now “Seeing as your weakened by something you didn’t expect I’ll allow someone else to interview you.” You said grabbing your files, walking out of the room to bump into someone hard and psychically hot.

“Shit.” Was all you said as the burning person grabbed your hand and forcefully led you to Sheriff Stilinski’s office. “Want to explain yourself?” Jordan asked you standing in front of you full of authority. You were trying your hard to focus on him but you couldn’t get passed how hot he was pissed off “Well baby, I needed Peter to talk for the departments well being, so I did what I had to do.” You said sitting on the desk not wanting to stand “To hell with the department, do you have feelings for that criminal?” Jordan spat out the words causing you to become putty in his hands “Parrish.” you purred stretching to grab his uniform shirt pulling him closer to you feeling his heat radiant off of him.

“The only man I’m interested has to be single handedly the hottest man on this earth, literally, he burns as hot as a third degree burn yet is alive and I love him and everything about him.” you said wrapping your legs around his waist pulling him closer “And he is the only man that I want, so Jordan Parrish, shut up and kiss me.” you said softly leaning into his lips waiting for them to connect “Not now. Later.” he said unraveling himself from you and throwing you over his shoulder walking out of Sheriff Stilinski’s office gently slapping your ass. “This is all mine.” he said softly looking in the direction of Peter knowing he would be listening.

Originally posted by mieczyslawstilesstilinski

Peter Hale:

“Only you would be the one to get caught in something so stupid Peter.” You said cautiously pulling out the bullet lodged into Peter’s chest. “God all you do is bring yourself hell and pain huh?” you ask stitching him up “Is that why you find me attractive?” he said smirking through the pain that was now coursing through his body “Not at all.” you said rolling your eyes looking over at Derek who sat on the couch watching you and his uncle interact “I don’t know why you bother pay him any mind. Hes an old man, you need someone young and ready to take you to heights you’ve never been before.” Derek said smirking laying into the couch causing his uncle to tense up “Is that truly necessary?” Peter grinded his teeth staring coldly at Derek watching him shrug.

“(Y/N), don’t you feel it necessary?” Derek asked grabbing your hand causing you to jump in surprise. “Whatever the hell is going on between you two leave me out of it thank you.” You said packing your medical gear “Peter please, try not to burst your stitches because I won’t be coming back tonight.” You said grabbing your coat ready to exit “Why? Got a hot date?” Derek said now full of curiosity.

“Well if you must know. I do actually.” You said smirking walking out of the loft without a single word. “We’re going to get your girl.” Derek said throwing a jacket at Peter as he shortly followed after you, trying to stay out of sight. When you had reached your home you quickly changed into your shorts and tank top throwing yourself on your couch, with your popcorn on the coffee table and just as you were about to start “Game Of Thrones” you heard a knock at the door “Coming!” you yelled not really wanting to open it.

Once you reached the doorway and opened the door you saw Peter standing there looking inside your home “Are you alone?” he asked confused causing you to laugh “Well, I was until you came. Wanted to see my hot date?” you asked walking into your house sitting back on your couch “I was expecting someone yes.” he said walking behind you closing the door as he made his way to your couch “Your date is the TV show isn’t it?” he asked looking at the screen “No actually. You are.” you said smirking “You think I don’t know how you feel about me? The only reason you even came is because you were angered by the idea of me being with someone else.” you said moving next to him.

“So what if I was?” he said pouting pulling you closer into his side by wrapping an arm around you “Nothing, I would say that it’s cute that you actually have feelings Peter.” you said kissing his cheek “So hot date night?” he asked grabbing the remote which caused you to nod as he began the show. “Best date night.” you said snuggling into his side smelling his cologne and feeling his heartbeat.

Originally posted by dunbarfeels

Isaac Lahey:

“Seriously? He was ALL OVER YOU!” Isaac yelled at you causing you to flinch, he had never raised his voice at you before “Isaac I pushed him away! BUT I’M ONLY HUMAN!” you yelled back feeling anger rise inside you because he knew you weren’t the strongest person in this world. “So his lips, just magically nearly touched yours? Huh?” he spat looking at you in disgust “I slapped him Isaac. Were you even paying attention?” you asked grabbing his jersey pulling him down to look at you.

“Isaac Lahey, you better calm the fuck down. Because you’re acting like a child right now. You know I would never hurt you, so stop it.” you said softly looking at him sink into the ground shaking harshly. “(Y/N), how can I relax.. He’s more open than me, handsome, funny, and isn’t afraid to show you off like you deserve..” he said softly, his voice cracking in between his sentence “How can I compete with a guy who’s beyond me.. I was lucky enough to get you to agree to be my girlfriend because we both know that you’re way out of my league.” he said softly now the tears slowly beginning to slide down his face.

You sat next to him softly cupping his face in the most gentle way possible hoping he would flinch to your touch, as you turned his head he looked into your eyes “Isaac, baby, listen to me. I don’t need a man who is trying to show me off as a prize, I don’t need a man who is openly funny, who flirts with other people, I don’t need anyone who isn’t you. You are my rock and I am your anchor. You can’t get jealous because you feel threatened, Isaac there is no one else that could threaten this relationship. I love you.” you said kissing his forehead, holding his hands squeezing them for support.

“I love that you’re more reserved, and only funny when it’s me and you, I love that you only show me off when you want to because you want to genuinely show others your happy not because you want anyone to envy you. I love you for you Isaac Lahey. Now stop second guessing yourself so I can show off my incredibly sensitive and loving boyfriend.” you say kissing his lips softly getting up from the floor pulling his arm up in the process as he smiled at you “I love you (Y/N).” he said wrapping an arm around you dipping you slowly kissing you intensely before exiting the room to face Beacon Hills once again, but as always you wouldn’t be facing it alone. Not when you have your rock and he had his anchor.

Originally posted by stilinski-jpeg

Theo Raeken:

You’d been avoiding Theo like wildfire for about a week and you could tell that his patience with you had come to an abrupt halt as he had now cornered you in the girls locker room after cheer practice. “Care to explain where the hell you’ve been all week?” he said smirking but the yellow eyes glaring at you painted another picture “Of, me. I was just hanging out with Stiles and Scott, why? Did you need me?” you asked pushing past him as you continued to pack your belongings “So youve been avoiding me all week to whore around with two other guys?” Theo said lowly and as badly as you wanted to snap his head off for his comment you kept your cool because you didn’t plan a week’s worth of shit to screw everything up in a second. “I wouldn’t say ‘whoring’ around, more like being tutored to not fail math.” you said slamming your locker facing Theo smiling.

You walked out of the locker room and made your way to your car that was waiting for you in the parking lot “And where do you think you’re going?” he asked swinging your keys between his fingers. “Theo, I’m tired I just want to go home. If you’re offering to drive that’s great.” you said ignoring him and anything he had to say about your previous comment. You sat in your car as you waited for Theo to begin driving you home, the car ride was silent and uneventful but you kept fidgeting in your seat because you couldn’t wait to see his reaction for his surprise. “Okay, were here.” he said still gripping the steering wheel with anger “I have something to show you..” you said opening the car door making your way to your door “What is it? A portrait of you and your two new boyfriends?” he sneered causing you to laugh. “Nope, something way better.” you said opening the door to your home.

You swung the door wide to watch his reaction change, you were a bit afraid because Theo hadn’t celebrated his birthday for a long time since his sister had, passed. “Please don’t hate it or me.. I worked so hard for this Theo.. I know you are fond of parties but I felt like you deserved one.” you said drifting off “I don’t deserve anything (Y/N). I’m a monster and you know it.” he said softly looking over the banner and presents laying on the floor of the table that had food and a cake you had made from scratch.

“No Theo, you’re wrong. You do deserve this, if you’re a monster then what does that make us? No one in this life is innocent.” you said grabbing his hand “I haven’t celebrated my birthday in so long, I completely forgot I even had one..” he said softly looking at you “I made sure to be well prepared considering I’ve never done anything like this.. Hence why I needed Stiles and Scott ot help me..” you said looking at the ground “So you ignored me all week to plan out my birthday.. And I call you a whore….” he said now feeling hatred wash over him “Hey I know you get jealous fast and just to crazy ideas.. I know you didn’t mean it.. But I would never cheat on you. Just because you’re a smart ass doesn’t mean you don’t deserve happiness.” you said walking him towards his cake.

“I don’t deserve happiness.. But you are more than I’ve ever deserved in my entire life and yet I’m blessed to have you.. I should be banished to hell for touching and corrupting an Angel.” he said lifting your chin with his finger slowly planting a kiss on your lips “Oh darling, me and you both know we have a one way ticket, so cut your shit and make a wish.” you said smiling at him as he pulled you in front of him causing him to lean down “I already have all I can wish for in one person.” he said blowing out his candles kissing your neck before swiping his finger across the frosting and wiping it on your face “THEO!” you yelled as he ran away from you laughing. Yes this was true happiness, just the two of you together.

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Brett Talbot:

“Why are you even with him (Y/N)! He’s an asshole.” Liam said grabbing your arms trying to enlighten you with some common sense. “We use to make fun of him being a part of Douche Ford and now you’re dating him!” Liams eyes were now gold and his claws had escaped his knuckles “Liam, I like him, I think he’s an asshole sure but guess what, I didn’t like Haydn every mushy but you went BEHIND my back and dated her at least I’m telling you the truth.” You said backing away from Liam until you bumped into someone who grabbed you by your waist “There’s no need to ruin your friendship with (Y/N), Liam because she loves you as a brother and as much as it pains me to say this she really does care for your well being. I don’t dream of hurting her but if you don’t believe me you can have your whole pack hunt me down, if she hasn’t killed me herself.” Brett said looking at Liam watching him calm down.

“There’s no need to worry about her attention going else where because you guys will always be her family, but I’ll be her boyfriend. She’s an amazing person and I would hate to ruin the friendship you have with her and the friendship that started to grow between us again.” Brett said watching Liam smile lightly “Yeah L there’s no reason to get jealous, you will always be my best friend.” you said walking out of Brett’s arms to hug Liam.

“And you’ll always be mine (Y/N/N).” he said hugging you back “Plus we can still make fun of Douche Ford.” you whispered in Liam’s ear causing him to laugh “I can hear you.” Brett said sighing loudly “Good.” you said pulling apart from Liam walking back to Brett, who held your hand and began to walk you out of the corridor “Hey Talbot, if you break her heart or ruin her, we will kill you as a pack. Mark my words.” Liam said lowly eyes flashing so fast and then changing back to their regular form.

Brett nodded smiling as he held you closer to him kissing your forehead “I think I have more to worry about than you. You’re the real heartbreaker here babe.” he said slapping your ass quickly while kissing your cheek “Mhm. Got that right Talbot.” you said winking at him.

Bruised (Richie/Eddie) 1/12

Summary: It’s 1993 and the summer from many years ago is dead and gone. Many have drifted apart from the Losers club and its at the point where there is no club at all. The atmosphere is cold just like the winter months and the only blushes to be found are the ones that are caused from the piercing spikes of cold that heat skin up. Being a teenage boy is hard; especially for the two boys that now count each other as strangers. In which both boys make a plan, but both disrupt each others.

Warning(s): Suicide attempt?? , depression, mental illness’, mixture of fluff and angst throughout the series, homophobic slurs


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Richie Tozier brought the cigarette between his lips, letting the toxic smoke fill his decaying lungs and pulse throughout his insides and swirls around in each crevice of his body. He then takes away the cancer stick, after a moment blowing out the toxic waste into the thin November air.

Beverly Marsh raised an eyebrow at him, sitting across from the much taller boy on the brick wall with her own cigarette between her fingers. She watched as the smoke faded into nothing, sighing lightly as she proceeded to watch her best friend smoke away.

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Don’t Freak IV

Originally posted by barrys

Steve Harrington x Reader


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I guess I lost it before I even had it,” That was the last thing Steve said when they got to his car.  It echoed in Y/N’s head the whole trip home. Then she got to thinking what life with Steve could’ve been like. All the things she did with Jonathan, she imagined doing with Steve, then she imagined more intimate moments like stolen kisses, affectionate hugs and cuddling. She shook her head and turned the volume up to the radio, hoping whatever was playing would drown out the less than sane thoughts going through her head.

After my picture fades and darkness has turned to gray
Watching through windows you’re wondering if I’m okay
Secrets stolen from deep inside
The drum beats out of time

If you’re lost you can look and you will find me
Time after-

Y/N’s hand slammed on the radio, silencing Cyndi Lauper, then covered her mouth as a sob escaped. Every emotion she felt with Steve in the car finally made its way out. She took deep breaths to try and calm herself, but it just seemed to make things worse.

Y/N parked her car next to her mother’s in the driveway and sat. She turned the key to shut the ignition off, then rested her forehead against the wheel and cried.

She didn’t know what time it was by the time she gathered herself up and trudged into the house. All of the lights were off and the house was silent. Y/N kicked her shoes off on the side mat and hung up her keys.

Y/N walked as quietly as she could down the hall to her room and silently shut the door. She flipped the light switch on and looked at the alarm clock on her nightstand. It was after midnight.

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safe and sound

Summary: You hate the fact that with every thing he does, Steve makes you fall for him more and more; even though he doesn’t know it.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader

Word Count: 2,172 [I’m sorry]

A/N: Can you tell I’m in love with Steve? hope you all enjoy, I’ve got one more fic coming for ya this weekend! xx | masterlist

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His || Jungkook || 0.20

Member: Jungkook x Reader

Type: Angst, Fluff, Smut.

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Slytherin!Tom AU

Pairing: Slytherin!Tom + Hufflepuff!Reader

Notes: I wrote this bc I’m a Hufflepuff and when Tom said “who wants to be a Hufflepuff?” I was offended. So, now I am forcing him to love Hufflepuff’s. Bite me, Tom. THIS IS FOR ALL MY HUFFLEPUFF’S.

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“You’re joking!” I laughed, putting my cardigan on as I listened to Beatrice tell me what happened in her Potions class yesterday. She nodded, tucking in the rest of her shirt while she looked at herself in the mirror.

“I’m not joking!” She picked up her bag and waited for me by the door so we could head out together. “Richard totally mixed up the spell and turned Slughorn into an actual slug! It was ridiculous – now he has to help Slughorn every Saturday by cleaning out the cauldrons.”

“So, you got extra credit for turning Slughorn back to normal, and you don’t have to clean your cauldron?” She nodded, linked her arm with mine. “You lucky, Gryff.” My laughter was cut off when a shoulder bumped into me, causing my books and the other person’s to fall to the ground. I started to apologize but was cut off by a groan.

“Damn, Hufflepuff,” I flinched from the amount of venom he spit out at the mention of my house name. “Watch where you’re growing!” He bent down to pick up his books and I caught a glimpse of the green on his sweater.

“I’m sorry, Nicholas, here.” I bent down, picking up a stray notebook and handing it to him, stepping back when it was ripped from my hands.

“‘I’m sorry, Nicholas’,” I could hear the mockery in his voice, causing me to sigh. “Just watch where you’re going.”

“Nicholas, ease up.” All three of us looked up and saw Tom adjusting his backpack. “She said she was sorry, she gave you your notebook,” he shrugged, “just drop it, let’s go.”

“What, Holland? Hufflepuffs are worth your time now?” Tom shrugged, shaking his head when Nicholas muttered a ‘whatever’, heading toward wherever he was walking before. Tom turned to look at me.

“Sorry about him,” Tom bent down and picked up one of my pens, handing it to me. Our fingers brushed and we looked up at each other, Tom pulling his hand away from mine quickly. He cleared his throat, pointing toward the direction Nicholas ran off to. “I, uh – I have class. Potions.” He nodded and I nodded back, smiling shyly. “I’ll see you around, Hufflepuff.” I nodded again, but he had turned to walk away before he saw me doing it.

“Tom being nice to a Hufflepuff?” I turned and looked at Beatrice, gripping the pen in my hand. “He must have a spot for you.” I rolled my eyes, not missing the heat that was quickly surrounding my face.

“Tom doesn’t have a soft spot for anyone – except maybe his mom. And that’s a maybe.” Beatrice laughed, shaking her head while we linked arms again.

“Whatever you say, Hufflepuff.”

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Always Been You - Richie Tozier x Reader

REQUEST: fuck idk if you write for IT that much but if you do could you write an imagine where richie is mean to the reader and she’s like “we used to be okay when we were young” and he’s like “that’s before you got fucking hot” or something. and if you don’t write for IT you can def do this as a mike wheeler imagine

NOTE: OKAY SO I actually had a fckn blast writing this so I pray that you love it as much as I do!!!!! It’s really long but its great I swear! And yes I do IT imagines too if requested!

WORD COUNT: 2448 (don’t let this number scare you!)

WARNING: just some swearing because well, its Richie Tozier we’re talking about here.

PLOT: Richie is secretly in love with you but he’s a dick at showing it.

Richie had been your best friend for as long as you could remember. It was the second day of kindergarten when he had approached you. You were sitting on the swings alone on the playground and he had just walked up and started talking about who knows what until the bell rang to head back inside. Ever since, Richie had continued to talk about anything and everything to anyone who would listen.

Over the years there were countless playdates, riding bikes around the neighbourhood until the streetlights came on, hiding in your backyard treehouse until your mom insisted it was time for Richie to go home and get some sleep. You two were inseparable, always by each other’s side. Eventually you welcomed new friends into your lives, a few other kids with no friends themselves, often called loners or freaks. After a while you started to call yourselves the losers club, a name that fit but in a good way.

Despite all the new friends, it was always you and Richie who would still be sitting around in your treehouse after everyone had gone home for dinner, just the two of you circling the neighbourhood on your bikes after everyone else’s legs were too tired and decided to leave. It was you who Richie always came to when his parents were gone again or his house was too loud or too quiet that he couldn’t he couldn’t stand it anymore. It was your window that he was crawling through late at night when he couldn’t sleep. It was always you.

Until for some reason, it wasn’t anymore.

“Hey Y/N, I’m hungry as hell, can you get us more snacks?” Eddie asked. The club was sitting around in your backyard not doing much other than talking about random stuff.

“Ya sure, Richie can you give me a hand?” You asked, standing up and heading to the backdoor.

“You’ve got two hands, try using them” Richie stated, his eyebrows furrowed.

“Um, okay then…” You mumbled.

Bev stood up. “I’ll help you out, Y/N!” The two of you went inside to the kitchen and rummaged around for some snacks.

“Do you think Eddie would want Tostitos or Ruffles?” Bev asked you, holding up one in each hand.

“Since when is Richie so rude?” You blurted out, bothered by Richie’s tone outside.

Bev shrugged. “Richie’s always been rude, have you not heard that trash mouth of his?”

“Okay, yeah he’s always been rude but he hasn’t always been rude to me” you responded.

Bev poured the chips into a bowl. “I don’t know, Y/N. Boys are just dumb, I guess.”

“Then why are we friends with so many?” You asked back jokingly.

Bev laughed picking up the snacks she had prepared and turned towards the door.

Back outside, Eddie and Richie were telling some elaborate story about some crazy event that apparently happened last weekend.

“And then that asswipe came out of nowhere! Practically launching themselves over the bushes!” Eddie exclaimed, acting it out as he spoke.

“And so obviously that piece of shit fucker had it coming when I decked him in the face he started weeping like the cry baby his is! And that’s why those two weren’t at school on Monday.” Richie finished explaining.

You set the snacks down on the ground in front of everyone. “No, it wasn’t,” you added, “Jimmy wasn’t at school on Monday because his sister was in the hospital, Mr. Roberts said it himself during first period.” You explained.

“Shut the fuck up, Y/N. As if you would know!” Richie spat back.

You had no idea why Richie was being like this. Sure, he always had a foul tongue but you were never at the other end of it. The afternoon went on and soon one by one everyone had headed off back home until it was just you and Richie left alone like always.

“What’s up with you today?’ You asked. “You seem off.”

“I’m fine” Richie snapped.

Your face held a frown. “Are things bad at home again?” You asked gently.

“I said everything is fine, Y/N. Back off” he said, picking up his bike off of the grass. “I’ll see you later.” And with that, Richie was pedalling away, far out of reach.

Now it was just you, left alone. A feeling you hadn’t truly felt before.

As the weeks went on, school came to an end and summer vacation had finally arrived. Things were still weird between you and Richie. You hardly spent any time alone anymore and you couldn’t help but wonder if everything was okay for him. The club was always hanging out together trying new activities other than the regular sitting around in your backyard.

Today’s activity was going to the quarry to swim and jump off the rocks. You guys hadn’t been to the quarry for the last two summers so you were excited to go back again.

Everyone had ridden their bikes and once you had reached the quarry, you all hopped off and let your bikes fall to the ground without a care.

Closer to the edge, Bev was the first one to take of her clothes, ready to jump in. “Are you all just going to stand there or are you going to go swimming?” She asked as she made a run for the edge and jumped off into the water below.

You ran to the edge and looked down at Bev in the water as she resurfaced. “How cold is it?” You yelled down.

“Not cold at all!” Bev replied.

You took a few steps back and started to take off your clothes, first your shirt than your shorts.

“Holy fuck” Richie gasped, just loud enough for you to hear.

You looked up to see him staring right at you. “What’s wrong?” You asked looking down at your body. “Does my swim suit not match?” You said confused.

Richie blushed and quickly looked away. “Nothing. I didn’t say anything.” He insisted. He threw off his shirt as fast as he could before running to the edge and jumping off.

You waited a few seconds before following him into the water. You hit the water, the height being just enough to make it splash sting before resurfacing. You looked back up at the cliff and watched as Eddie and Bill jumped off together.

All of a sudden the water started splashing around Eddie and you could hear him crying out. “My shorts! My shorts!” he said as he hit around the water.

“Shut the fuck up!” Richie yelled from beside you.

“I can’t find my shorts!” Eddie cried again. Everyone began laughing and you could see Bill reaching out in the water in front of him, picking up Eddie’s shorts and waving them in the air.

“Oh, you m-mean these?” Bill asked joking around. He quickly swam away from Eddie and the smaller boy yelled out after him to give them back.

Everyone was having a fun time in the water, swimming around and enjoying themselves. Eventually Mike had an idea to play chicken. You chose to be a spectator at first, watching as Bill was on Mike’s shoulders and Bev on Stan’s. You, Eddie, Ben, and Richie cheered them on, you rooting for Bev. You could hear Richie yelling for Bev to ‘beat that son of a bitch’ from beside you.

Ultimately after a few minutes, Bev had managed to knock Bill off of Mike and into the water. You volunteered to go next as you climbed onto Bev’s shoulders. Richie decided that he would fight you and chose Mike as his base. Eddie counted down, yelling ‘fight!’ as loud as he could.

Bev brought you close to Richie and you reached your arms out as he tried to knock you down. Minutes passed and you were sure that you were going to win until Richie practically punched you in the neck, shoving you off of Bev and into the water.

Your resurfaced as fast as you could, rubbing your nect where you had been hit. “What the fuck, Richie?” you yelled.

“What? I knocked you off fair and square!” Richie said back, confused as to why you were mad.

“You didn’t have to fucking punch me in the throat!” You exclaimed. You could hear everyone around you go silent. Now you were the one with the trash mouth. “What the hell is wrong with you lately?” You yelled as you started to swim away, wanting to get out of the water. “I can’t fucking breathe.”

You made your way to the rocks and climbed your way out of the water and back up to your clothes. Back in the water, everyone was running their mouths at Richie.

“What the heck happened?” Bev asked, confused as ever.

Richie closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “I didn’t mean to punch her, I swear.” He said. “She ducked down as I was about to push her chest, I swear! I would never hurt her like that on purpose!” Richie claimed.

“Well, I think you already have…” Eddie said solemnly.

Richie sighed, knowing that he had fucked things up with you. “I’ll go now.” He said before turning to swim to the rocks where you had just climbed out.

You had wrapped yourself in your towel and sat down on a nearby log trying to steady your breathing when you heard the bushes start to rustle. Richie appeared from behind them, water dripping from his hair onto his body. He picked up his bag and pulled out his towel, wrapping it around himself before approaching you.

“Can we talk for a minute?” He asked as he stood in front of you.

You rolled your eyes and ignored him.

“I’ll take that as a yes” he said and sat down next to you on the log. “I’m really sorry, Y/N, I really am. I would never mean to hurt you like that. I had got caught up in the moment and acted too fast, I would never hurt you intentionally.” Richie pleaded.

You turned to face him and crossed your arms across your chest. “Okay so you didn’t mean to hurt me physically but you meant to hurt me emotionally all those other times though?” You asked with a biting tone.

Richie scrunched up his face in confusion. “What are you talking about?”

“You’ve been nothing but shit to me for the past month, Richie!” You exclaimed. “You snap at me, you’ve been rude to me when I’ve done nothing wrong to you, and you won’t shut that goddamn trash mouth of yours ever!”

Richie sat there, knowing exactly what you meant and looked down away from you not saying anything.

“You basically won’t talk to me anymore and act like you hate me!” You added. “I miss the way things used to be. We used to be okay when we were young. Better than okay. We used to be great when we were young.” You sighed.

Richie was playing with the corner of his towel. “Yeah that was before you got hot.” He chuffed under his breath.

“What?” you asked.

“You’re fucking hot okay?” Richie blurted. “We used to be great but then you grew up and look so fucking good now and I don’t know to act around you anymore, okay?!” He practically shouted.

Your jaw dropped open. “You think I’m hot?” You asked him, confused as ever.

Richie looked away and into the woods. “Nah, you’re better than hot, you’re beautiful.” He said. “But I’m an idiot who has been such an asshole to you lately so I don’t blame you if you hate me for the rest of eternity or whatever.”

You placed your hand on Richie’s leg, making him turn to look at you. “I don’t hate you, okay?”

“You don’t?” Richie asked with a frown on his face.

“You’re my best friend, I could never hate you. So, yeah you’ve been a real douche the past few weeks but I’ll forgive you if you just admit that you’re in love with me and you’ll never be a douche again.” You said with a smile.

Richie scoffed. “I am not in love with you!” He blushed, trying to play it cool.

“Okay fine, you’re not forgiven then” you joked.

“Okay, okay, okay!” Richie pleaded. “I’ll only say I’m in love with you if you admit that you’ve always been in love with me!” He conditioned with a smirk.

“I have not been in love with you!” You insisted, knowing that you weren’t telling the truth.

“Come one, Y/N. How could you not be in love with all of this?” Richie smirked gesturing to his whole body.

“Shut up!” You laughed, your face turning a bright pink.

“Just admit you love me back, Y/N! You love me! You love Richie Tozier!” He sing songed.

“Okay, fine!” You exclaimed. “I’m in love with Richie Tozier, always have been.” You admitted.

“I knew it!” Richie shouted, jumping up with joy. “I love Y/N L/N and she loves me back!” He shouted at the top of his lungs.

“Shut the fuck up!” You heard Eddie yell from down below, still in the water.

You both laughed with each other. “See, I miss this. I miss being this way with each other” You said.

Richie sat back down beside you. “I miss it too. I promise that it won’t go away again, okay?” he said.

“Okay.” You said with a smile. Richie reached for your hand and held it in his.

“I really want to kiss you right now.” He whispered just loud enough for you to hear.

“I really want you to kiss me” You whispered back. Within a second Richie had put his lips on yours kissing you with such a passion that you could tell had been building up for a long time. After a moment, you two pulled apart and rested your foreheads against each other. You couldn’t help but smile really big.

“Get a fucking room!” Eddie shouted from the water below.

“You know what would be great?” You asked Richie.

“If we went back down there and annoyed the fuck out of Eddie?” Richie answered.

“Exactly.” You answered. You stood up and threw your towel down and Richie followed suit. You grabbed his hand standing back from the edge. You both looked at each other and nodded silently before running towards the edge and jumping off into the water below.

As soon as you resurfaced from the water, you could already see Richie splashing and attacking Eddie as the smaller boy laughed. Things were back to how they used to be. Actually, they were even better than before.


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

Pairing: Kim Seokjin (Jin) / Reader

Genre: Fluff / Smut

Words: 3.5k

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


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Imagine...Trying The Nurture Approach

Originally posted by faramaiofnerdwoodforest

*Season 13x02 Spoilers

Pairing: Dean x reader

Warnings: language

A/N: I had feelings after this week’s episode so…here you go…

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Runaway : Jason Blossom Pt. 1

Part Two  Part Three  Part Four

request: Omg I just read your jughead imagine and it haves me thinking, can you do a one shot thing of Jason Blossom not really being dead and sneaks into the reader’s bedroom in the middle of the night or something too explain to her why he faked his death (you can make up the reason because I’m not that clever) but yeah it’s just really sad and full of fluff idk I’m weird.

requested by: anonymous

A/N: For the sake of this imagine, Polly was a one time thing for Jason and that’s why Polly was so upset, because she wanted more. Also, shoutout to @yourstrulysquid for finding this gif for me. You are a lifesaver!! This imagine went in a totally crazy direction, that could lead to a part two?!? maybe? also it’s more sad than fluffy, BUT if people do want a second part, best believe it will be fluffy as hell. love ya, xx aubree

warnings: running away, angst.

word count: 1,071

(gif not mine) gif credit: x


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anonymous asked:

writing prompt (if u want) : andrew and neil met before while neil was someone else and broke andrew's heart by leaving/vanishing/faking death/idfk and then neil just shows up like no ?? u are like chris or some name and u r dead what is going on and how dare u

so we’re going to pretend im not the shittiest person ever and didn’t take like a week to write this 2000 word thing but anyways hope u like it :)



The shock of the exy racquet crashing into Neil’s stomach was secondary to the shock that came from seeing Andrew Spear again.  While his lungs screamed for air, his brain screamed for an escape.  To run.  And never stop running again.

The edges of his vision turned as black as the shirt Andrew wore the first time they’d met those few years ago.  It had been a startlingly warm day, aided by the fact that Nathaniel and his mother had just migrated south again from Montreal.  California was everything and nothing that Nathaniel, no, Chris, had expected.  It was hot, and there was the smell of salt in the air from the Pacific Ocean – that Chris had known would be there.  He hadn’t counted on people being so open.  Maybe that’s why he was so drawn to Andrew, a spot of darkness against the ever sunny sky.  Andrew had never been an easy read.

The first time Andrew spoke to him, it was because he had gotten into a fight with a teacher.  Neil had left the classroom at the end of the day with his head down, hugging his books close to his body.  He didn’t know how long he’d stay here, but the fact that his mother had let him attend school was a good sign that they’d be in California for a while.  Still it wasn’t a good idea to make friends or have ties here.  Nobody should remember his face.

“You know,” Neil had heard him say as he passed a tree on the edge of the school’s property, “For someone who’s trying to keep a low profile you sure do love to get in a fight.”

He turned and came face to face with the blonde.  Andrew hadn’t mastered the look of complete apathy yet and his eyes revealed the tiny spark of interest Neil had put there.

“For someone who’s barely four feet tall you sure do love antagonizing people,” Neil responded.

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pairing: richie tozier x female reader

summary: you really love flowers. you give one to richie every single day at school, and richie surprises you with a gift he made out of the flowers.

warnings: none, besides richie’s trash mouth, an iCarly inspired quote, and the fact that this is my first ever imagine #rip


“I wonder which one he’d like today,” you mumbled to yourself. You were currently standing in front of the same flower patch you passed every day on the way to school. It had almost become a habit to stop and pick a flower to give to Richie at school.

You never really thought much about it. One day at school a while ago, you had given all of the losers a flower, but none of them kept up with it throughout the day besides Richie, surprisingly. After that, you decided you’d give him one for the rest of the week and see what happened. He always kept up with them so you decided to keep doing it, and after a while, it became a routine.

At first, everyone thought you had a crush on Richie, while may or may not be true, but you couldn’t let them know that so you decided to tell them he was the only one to keep up with his and that’s why you kept giving them to him to avoid the embarrassment.

Yesterday you had given Richie a pink flower, so you decided to give him a big purple flower. You picked the flower and made your way to the school.

“Good morning sunshine,” Beverly said, smiling as you made your way to the group.

“Good morning, friends,” you said, smiling back at the red-headed girl in front of you.

“W-what color flower did you bring Richie today?” Bill asked, smiling sheepishly as you lifted the flower to show him.

“Purple. It’s really big, the purple ones are usually always small, so I figured I’d go ahead and get this one,” you said, grinning brightly.

“I can’t believe you still pick those… those… disgusting things. I mean, can you IMAGINE how much bacteria is on a single CELL of that fucking flower? It’s just-“ Eddie paused mid-sentence and rubbed his temples. “Don’t you remember John from our class last year?”

“No,” you replied, blinking slowly and wondering what the hell was wrong with this child.

“EXACTLY. You don’t remember him because he DIED, y/n, HE DIED. He picked a flower, didn’t wash his hands, ate a sandwich, and DIED because there was so much bacteria in his throat.”

“I thought John moved to Texas after his parents divorced,” Mike said, raising an eyebrow.

Eddie blinked. “Well you thought fucking wrong, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.” Soon, Mike, Stan, Eddie and Bill were all four arguing over what they thought had happened to the completely random kid from last year’s math class.

You shook your head as you and Beverly listened to the boys argue.

“I’m pretty sure you’re all dumbasses because I saw John at the arcade two fucking days ago.” You didn’t even have to turn around to know where the voice had come from.

“Shut the fuck up Richie,” Eddie said, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms over his chest.

Richie let his bike fall to the ground by the bike rack and walked over to stand next to you. You stuck out your hand and placed the purple flower in his palm.

Richie examined the flower. “Wow, this flower is fucking huge. Almost as huge as m-“

“Beep beep, Richie,” Stan said, already annoyed by Richie’s presence, even though he secretly loved Richie to death.

Richie smirked and turned to you. “Thanks for the flower, small-fry.”

“I’m not that short, asshole. You’re barely taller than I am,” You mumbled, fake pouting at his short joke.

“It doesn’t matter if I’m a tenth of a centimeter taller than you are, if there’s anyway I can make a joke about your height, I’m gonna do it,” he replied, laughing at his own comment.

“We should probably get to class, waiting for Richie has already made us a few minutes later than usual,” Ben said, checking the time on his watch.

“Yeah, yeah, blame the trashmouth. One day you motherfuckers are gonna regret treating me this way. YOU’LL RUE THIS DAY! RUE IT!” Richie screamed, throwing his fists into the air dramatically.

You laughed at Richie as the rest of the group began to walk into the school, shaking their heads as they tried to get as far away from Richie as possible.

From the corner of your eye, you saw Richie tuck the flower you had given him into the pocket of his hawaiian shirt and smiled to yourself, looking down at the ground to keep him from seeing that the small gesture had made your heart flip.

All of you walked into the school and told each other bye as you all made your way to your separate classes. None of the losers were in your first class for the day, sadly. You waved everyone goodbye, and just as you had turned on your heel to walk away, you felt a hand grab you by the wrist.

“H-hey, what are you doing later on today?” Richie asked as he rubbed the back of his neck with his other hand, visibly nervous.

“I’m sure I’ll have homework to do, but other than that, nothing,” you said, feeling your cheeks heat up. You couldn’t understand why you felt just as nervous as he looked.

“Oh, okay, I mean, I was just gonna come by your house for a few minutes if that’s okay. I-i’m learning some stupid shit in math that I don’t really understand. Can you help me out, maybe?” He asked.

You knew he was lying. Not only because of how nervous he seemed, but also because Richie was insanely smart. Even though he was a bit of a slacker and never paid attention in class, he still made straight A’s somehow.

“Sure, I’ll see you after school then,” You said, giving him a small smile.

Your smile had always been his weakness. He loved your smile “more than anything fucking thing on this planet,” which he had told Eddie one time at the quarry when you couldn’t hear them talking. Eddie teased Richie all day but never once broke his promise not to tell you what Richie had said. If you were to ever find out, Richie wanted to be the one to tell you. He loved your smile, but don’t even get him started on your laugh. Richie tried to get you to laugh every single chance he got, and when you did, you made him feel like the funniest person on the planet.

“Y-yeah, after school, that’s when we’ll see each other…yeah, cool,” Richie said, stumbling on his words.

”Are you okay?” You asked, slightly giggling out of concern and because of the fact that he sounded awfully similar to Bill right now, no offense to him of course, but we’re just facing the facts right now.

“No, I’m a fucking loser, I don’t know why the hell I’m talking like an idiot. I’ll see you after school, y/n,” he said, shaking his head as he turned the opposite way and began walking to his class.

You began walking to your class as well, but not before you heard Richie mumbling to himself as his figure disappeared.

“Cool? COOL? The fuck is wrong with me.”

You also heard a trashcan being kicked over as you walked away.

After school, you had gone straight home and finished your homework. You weren’t sure what Richie wanted to talk to you about, but you knew it wasn’t homework.

Instead of stressing about all the many things that were wrong with Richie Tozier. Even though there were probably more things than you could count, there was an equal number of things that were right about him.

You decided to stress eat a piece of cake your mom left you as an afternoon snack, and let your mind drift off to everything you loved about Richie. His hilarious, and utterly vulgar,  comments, that made you laugh all the time. The freckles that accentuated his face like stars. His crazy hawaiian shirts that made you laugh because they make a flapping noise when he rides his bike.

Just as you finished the cake, you heard a knock at the door. You slide over to the door since you have on socks, and almost died by tripping by the way and open the door for him.

“Hey Richie,” you say, stepping aside so he can come in.

“Hi,” he said, stepping inside, being incredibly quiet, which is NOT common for the trashmouth.

You shut the door and turned to him as you raised an eyebrow and crossed your arms over your chest. You waited for him to say something, but he said absolutely nothing as the two of you stood in your kitchen.

“So… That math homework?” you asked, deciding to mess with him a little bit.

“Oh, yeah, I figured it out,” he said, rocking back and forth on his toes and looking around the room.

“Alright, what’s going on. First, you were stuttering and acting weird in the hallway, now you’re being really quiet. Is something wrong?” you asked, genuinely concerned considering all of you losers knew Richie’s home situation.

“Something wrong? With me? Richie Tozier? The almighty leader of everything that is great an—“


Richie sighed and reached for something in his bag. He pulled out a medium sized box that had been poorly wrapped in notebook paper with the words “please like this gift” written all over it and handed it to you.

You chuckled slightly at the words and opened the box. Inside of the box was a crown made of one flower from each week that you had given him. Richie had painted over each flower that he decided he would add to the crown at the end of each week with gel and acrylic paint to preserve them, and after a while, he had finally finished the crown.

Richie took the crown from the box as you stared at it in awe. It was honestly the most beautiful thing you had ever seen in your life and you absolutely loved it.

“Here,” Richie whispered close to your face as he placed the crown on top of your head. He stepped back and took in your entire presence.

You couldn’t even speak. For once in your life, you were truly speechless. Never in a million years would you have believed he’d do something like this for you, but at the same time, you could believe it because Richie loved every single one of you losers.

“Richie, I- thank you so so much, oh my god.” You walked over to Richie and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug. He put his arms around your waist as you hid your face in his neck to keep from crying at how kind this was.

“You’re welcome, y/n.” You could practically hear him smiling as he said that. He had been so nervous about giving you the crown in case you didn’t like it, but now he knew you loved it, and couldn’t feel any better.

You pulled away slightly and ran your fingers along the crown on your head. Shaking your head, you looked at him, dumbfounded.

“Why did you make this? Don’t get me wrong, it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, and the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me, but why?” you asked.

“I know you love flowers and ever since that first time you gave me a flower every day for a week, I decided I’d make the crown. I know it isn’t perfect but Mike and Stan gave me advice on how to fix it. I tried to ask Eddie but he bitched about how I’m not properly disinfecting the flowers first so I told him to fuck off instead,” he shrugged. “I really hope you like them. I almost didn’t think you could look any more perfect, but here you are, defying the laws of beauty and shit, as usual.”

Your cheeks heated up as you smiled brightly at his comment. “I don’t wanna sound like every airhead in every single romance movie, but did you mean that? You think I look perfect?” A part of you wanted to make a joke because you’d never seen this side of Richie, but you wouldn’t DARE ruin this moment. Nuh uh. Not a chance.

“Of course I do. We all do. I mean, do you see yourself? I’ve had to flick Stan in the throat and pinch Eddie’s arm a few times for staring at you too long.” He said.

“I think Stan is too busy staring at Mike to notice me,” you said, smiling. You walk over to Richie and hug him one last time. “Thank you, Richie, really. This means the world.”

You place a small kiss on his cheek and his face instantly goes red. Despite the heat coming from his face, his smile is as bright as the sun. Little did you know this was only the beginning.

Mayfield | Series - Pt. IV

Summary: Max Mayfield and Billy Hargrove aren’t the only new kids to step foot into Hawkins. Meet Y/N Mayfield, Max’s big sister, who’s here to make sure no one messes with her sister.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Mayfield!Reader (SLOW BURN)

Characters: Y/N Mayfield, Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove, Max Mayfield

Warnings: Language, bit of violence, and a panic attack.

Word Count: 2.1k


A/N: This chapter gets a little heavy as it’s getting a little deeper into what sort of emotional baggage Y/N is carrying. Don’t worry. The relationship will pick up soon, I promise! 

Parts: Part I | Part II | Part III | Part IV | Part V | Part VI | Part VII | Part VIII | Part IX | Part X (FINALE) 

“Give me the keys.”

I’m fine, babe.

“You’re not okay. I can drive you home.”

I can drive!

“Please do not get in that car.”

“Don’t do this.”

“Do not get in that fucking car!”

You heard a crash echo and you jumped, turning your head sharply just to see that it had been two football jockeys messing around. You exhaled and dropped your head, your hand resting over your heart as you could feel it race.

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Look at Me (Jughead x Reader)

Prompt: hii!! can i have a jughead x reader where the reader and jughead are dating and the reader feels like she comes second to jughead and his writing all the time and she confronts him about it ? thank you!! 

 A/N: I did a lot of thinking about this! I changed it a tiny bit but I hope I did it justice for you! It is a bit long but I didn’t have the heart to make it any smaller.


Look At Me (Jughead x Reader) 

 You knew what you were getting into when you and Jughead started dating. You were best friends for years before. With Jason’s death and all the dark secrets around Riverdale, Jughead wanted to capture everything. 

 You were okay with it at first. It was his way of coping. He was a writer at heart. He needed this project. He needed answers. 

 But then other secrets kept popping up. Which meant more writing on that novel of his. Of course you understood but you were jealous. 

 Your ‘dates’ were mainly at Pop’s and it usually ended with Jug typing away while you stared out the window. Silence. 

 That was another thing that bothered you. Jug used to at least try to keep conversation going between you two. 

But now? Nothing. If you tried, all you got was silence. Or even worse. The little “mhm” or “yeah”. You knew he wasn’t listening.

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Look At Me [Part 1]

pairing: Billy Hargrove x Reader, slight Steve Harrington x Reader

warnings: slight angst,or just a shit ton of angst,swearing

summary: reader dislikes the asshole called billy, she has to tutor him for extra credits.

word count: 1253

 !!Billy is a racist asshole i do not condone his actions and his tragic past does not excuse his actions!! 

A/N: My first imagine ever! I had to add Billy’s POV too because otherwise it wouldn’t make any sense!! This is going to be like a series, hope you guys likes it and i’m open for all the requests!!

part 2

I heard the bell rang and thanked god because i was starving.

I quickly went to lunch and sat next to my friend Steve and noticed Billy,the cocky basketball player who has slept with half of the school but still had a so called girlfriend that he didn’t give two shits about, I automatically rolled my eyes.

He was a cocky piece of shit also let’s not forget the time when he punched the shit out of Steve hurt the kids and just overall was a shit person.

“[Y/N]? Heeeeeyyy” i snapped out of my thoughts and chuckled at Steve.

“what?” i said taking a bite from my pizza. “Did you hear about what I just said?” he said.

“No?” “Wow thanks! You’re such a good listener!” I rolled my eyes at his comment and chuckled. “Well Nancy looks really pretty today.” Steve said as I rolled my eyes at him, “I thought you were over her?” I looked up at him “I am, I just don’t know” I sighed and I finished my food.

“Well I should get going I have to check who I’m tutoring today." 

I said getting up and kissing Steve’s cheek. "Bye!” “Bye!” he said and continued eating his food with other people.

Yes I was tutoring people and school was giving me extra credits for it and I wanted to be successful so why the hell not?

I started walking through to the tutor class and got in while I was checking who was the next someone knocked on the door.

I opened it was surprised and annoyed when I saw Billy standing outside the door.


“Hello gorgeous.” I rolled my eyes at the nickname.

“Can I help you?” I said annoyed.

“I hope so you’re my tutor.” He said I rolled my eyes and he smirked and said “Aren’t you gonna invite me in?”

I chuckled and said “No,now be quick I don’t have time for your bullshìt,I need to tutor Evie.”

“Ew! Evie? I fucked her once she was awful and that girl had some weird ass boob-”

“Billy! Stop! I don’t give two shits about her and how you fucked her now you have 2 seconds to tell me what you want!” I said glaring at him.

“Fine,I need you to tutor me” I looked at him and bursted out laughing

“C'mon Billy tell me the real reason.”

“This is the real reason. I need help I failed like half of the classes.”

“Well that’s not gonna happen. Especially me there is no way in hell im tutoring you,go find someone else! Like Nancy! She is really good.”

No no, not my type.” He said looking straight into my eyes.

“Billy are you kidding me? After you punching Steve and knocking him out and after the things you did to the kids??” I said chuckling.

“Oh come on [Y/N]!” “No Billy Evie’s waiting for me.” I said storming out of the room and going to library to tutor Evie while thinking how dumb Billy was…

I mean seriously? After what he did to Steve and the kids I would never do anything with him.

[Billy’s POV]

I was walking down the halls I saw my girlfriend Chloe and ran up to her “Hey babe,what are you up to?” I said trying to kiss her cheek but she pushed me away and I looked at her with confusion.

“Stay away from me Billy,you promised you wouldn’t do it again but this time I saw you,I saw you kissing her. We’re so done.” She said.

“No babe let me explain.” I said trying to sound convincing but she pushed me away and said “Go fuck yourself Hargrove,I never wanna see that dumb face of yours again!”

I shrugged my shoulders and went to my locker,god that chick annoyed me and I didn’t even know why I always stayed with her and who cares what she said to me,she’s gonna come back she always does.

I got my books and when I realized I had a class with [Y/N] ,I had to talked to her,I ran into class and quickly sat next to her.

“Soo do you have a pen?” She turned to me and chuckled “Why didn’t you bring your own,what did you think? That we weren’t writing today?” I rolled my eyes at her sass.

“Ok mom!” I said chuckling to my own joke and saw her rolling her eyes “Why don’t you go sit somewhere else Hargrove?”

“Because I want to sit next to you.” I said smirking “Well I don’t now go away.” She said pushing me.

“Ugh come on I need you to tutor me.”

She got up from her seat angrily and said “If you won’t get up then I will.”

The only reason why I wanted her specifically to be my tutor was because first of all she is really hot like smoking and I mean maybe we could do some stuff after the studying I know she won’t be able to resist my charm, also he is friends with Steve who is protective of her and I would love to mess with Steve oh also I really needed to pass some classes since my dad found out about my grades or else he would get pissed again so all pro’s for me!

 [ [Y/N]’S POV ]

I got up from my seat angrily and tried to find a empty seat to avoid him,I realized there weren’t any empty seats huffed and went back to sit with him.

I could sense that he was smirking at me and god how much I wish I could slap that smirk out of his face.

“I really need to pass this class, it’s important” I huffed once again and rolled my eyes “God Billy. No! How many times do I have to tell you? Just no!”

His smirk faded and he frowned “Come on…please I need it.” “Will you shut up and leave me alone if I said yes?”

He smirked and said “Of course!”

“Fine,meet me at the tutor class at 6 and I swear to god If you tell this to anyone especially Steve…”

“Oh come on, gorgeous I can keep a secret” I rolled my eyes.

“Whatever! Just don’t be late okay?”

“I’ll be 5 hours early for you,baby.”

I felt my cheeks burn at the nickname but tried to cool it off by saying “Just shut up and stop flirting Hargrove.”

But he knew he made me blush and he smirked.

I tried to brush it off and concentrate on the class but he was staring at me and it made me uncomfortable

“What do you want?” I said whispering and huffing “What?” He said confused.

“Why are you staring at me?” “Oh just-” just when he was about to answer my question the bell rang and I basically ran out of school and went home.

Billy Hargrove ruined my life.

Seriously just his existence made me angry.

And I agreed tutoring him,god he annoyed me so much I had to.

But I really felt like I was betraying Steve… And I didn’t want him to know about this.

What made me confused is that why Billy wanted a tutor especially from me, he never gave a fuck about his studies and all of a sudden he wanted to study and especially from me.

sweet creature


after being overseas for six years, bucky is struggling to adjust. being home after an honorable discharge isn’t as easy as the movies make it seem, but could you and your child be the key to bucky’s happiness?

pairing: bucky x reader

word count: ~10K 

warnings: angst, children, mentions of abandonment, nightmares, mentions of PTSD, mentions of guilt, mostly fluff, happy ending

a/n: this is for @bionic-buckyb‘s 5K AU writing challenge. my prompt was number 18 (“I’m such an idiot. I made the mistake of falling in love with my best friend.”), and i may have gone a bit overboard (like way overboard) but. oh well. i hope you guys like it! 

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Pairing : Jeon Jungkook x Female Reader
Genre : Best Friend jjk  ;  fluff ?
Wordcounter :  1,244 words | 6,282 characters

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For @celiaqi98 cause I love that Hoe


The first word that comes to my mind when I think of him. 
Jeon Jungkook.
His dark brown hair- a perfect contrast to his slightly tanned skin and his prominent deep brown eyes. Superficially, he really is the perfect human being. But if you look deeper, you discover that under the beautiful shell, there is an even nicer core. His smile which- if it is sincere- could brighten a room and provide a moment for worlds peace. The sound of his laughter is carefree, stunning and one of the most beautiful sounds my ears have ever heard.

Jungkook is someone who appears “hard” and “confident” to the outside world. Do not get me wrong, he’s one of the most confident people I’ve ever came across and he has every reason to be. Everyone wants to be friends with him, have a piece of him and call themself “a friend of the golden boy”. That’s where my part starts. Because I’m the person who is able to call herself “Jeon Jungkook‘s best friend“. Sometimes it really can be a pain in the ass to live with this title. Especially when a certain someone stands at your window at three o'clock in the morning, knocking on it as if he’s begging to be personally strangled by me as soon as I open that window.
“What the hell …” my voice is scratchy, and even I’m having trouble understanding myself as I open my bedroom window, and stand in front of that little brat that seems to be unaware when he kisses me on the cheek, pushes me aside and steps into my room.
“Good morning to you too, asshole.” I mutter, rubbing my lazy eyes. He just replies with a mischievous grin and falls onto my bed. Who does he think he is? I think as I cross my arms in front of my chest. “What do you want here Jeon? It’s fucking 3 o'clock in the morning and I- “The rest of my sentence is hanging in the air as two strong hands grab me by the waist and pull me onto the bed. Jungkook lets out a dull grunt as I fall on his chest and he makes himself comfortable next to me. “Please (Y/N). I am tired and want to sleep. Could you please shut up and just enjoy it? ” He says and buries his head at the pit of my neck to make himself comfortable there.
Is he kidding me? “Uh .. excuse me. You appear at 3 o'clock at my windo- ”
“ Ssssshh. Later. ” He gives me a gentle kiss on my hair and on my neck, before he pulls me closer to him. And I’m mentally throwing a few bad insults at him before the fatigue rolls over me, and I slowly- but surely- drift back to my deserved sleep.

When I wake up in the morning I feel a strong pair of hands laying on my body and holding me tight.
I can’t help but smile when my thoughts are wandering back to last night.
The anger I felt a few hours ago flew away as soon as he held me, and pressed me into his muscular chest because who could be mad at someone like him for more than 5 seconds?
It wasn’t the first time we two slept together in the same bed, but I think it was the first time since I fell in love with him.
I guess I should have known that this day would come, I tried to push it back for the longest of time but in the end I just couldn’t help it. 
So yeah, I (Y/L/N) (Y/N) am in love with Jeon Jungkook. And it’s like nothing I have ever felt before. I feel like I would do anything to make him smile, even if I would have to hurt somebody else.
Even though I have been in love before, the feelings for Jungkook are so overwhelming that it scares me.
People are always joking about us getting married one day, and we’re always laughing it off however, nothing but sadness and hurt is filling my heart when he talks about us being just friends- more like siblings- and that it would be disgusting to date his own sister.
I am torn away from my thoughts as Jungkook starts to let out a loud yawn after he pulls his hands away from my body.
My body suddenly feels cold and im longing for his touch again.
“Morning beautiful.“ His Morning Voice sends shivers down my spine and I’m just able to look up at him and give him a bright smile.
“I’m sorry for last night by the way. I forgot my keys and my mom wasn’t home. Your house was the closest to where I was, so I went here.“ he starts to apologize and I let out a little laugh. “Seriously your always forgetting your keys. I already told you to hang a sign on your front door to make you remember, silly.“
He starts to laugh along with me before he finally pulls me into a hug again and I’m able to let myself relax.
“I was in a hurry and I didn’t really payed attention to it“, he muffles while he buries his face in my hair and I take a deep breath to inhale his sweet scent.
He’s always smelling so good. I could stay like this forever.
We’re staying like this for a couple of minutes without saying anything and I flinched when his phone started to ring.
He pulls away and sits up in my bed as soon as he clicks the green button to pick up the call.
“Hey…. yeah, sure… oh shit that was today?… No I slept at Brian’s… No don’t worry… Yeah, already on my way.. I love you too, mom.“
He jumps out of the bed and checks himself in front of my mirror before he comes back to me to give me a light kiss on my forehead which makes my heart beating faster.
“I’m sorry but I forgot about my grams. She’s visiting us today and I promised mom to prepare everything and show her around town for a while.“
I sit up in bed just like he did before.
“Stop apologizing and go help your mother. It’s already 11am.“ His eyes widen in shook and he runs towards the door. “I’m coming back when she’s leaving again tonight.“ I’m raising one of my brows. “What makes you think I don’t have plans for today? I’m a busy person.“ He chuckles and opens the door when he put on his shoes. “Please. As if. The only date nights you’re having are with Netflix and food.“ I throw a pillow at him and he just catches it with ease.
“You should date the gym too, you’re fucking weak. I promise to not tell Netflix if you do! Okay i really have to go see you tonight babe.“ He’s blowing a kiss at me which I catch with my hand before I put my hand dramatically over my heart.
The next thing I hear is my apartment door falling back into its place again.
I stand up to go to the bathroom to get ready, shaking my head while smiling to myself.
He really is something. 
But I wouldn’t exchange him for anything in the world.

I know it’s very short but I would be happy about some Feedback since it’s my first time writing something like this and I’m not really sure if you guys would like to see more of it, so please let me know. :)
And please apologize any grammar mistakes or typos.
English isn’t my first language and I’m not completely fluent, but I’m trying my best. :)

Caught In Your Eyes(Part Five)--Billy Hargrove

Written By @rune-of-a-writer / @hellimagines

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four

Original Request: “Hi. I love your work. I was wondering if you could do a billy imagine where the female reader is new to town and she’s a bad girl and billy instantly falls for her and tries to get with her. Thank you!!”

Warning: cursing, mentions of abuse and neglect

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x fem!reader

Summary: You find Billy at Gunther’s, and the two of you bond over shakes and a cold night spent in the back of his car.

Word Count: 4,053

Listen To: Stay Alive by Jose Gonzalez

A/N: So I had no intention of bringing a song into this (because I’m horrible with them). BUT THEN! I had my Pandora station on shuffle and this song came on while I was writing and I was like !!!!!!!!! that is literally (Y/N) and Billy’s theme song?? Like?? The hell. Perfection.

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