and that's when i knew i loved him

louis and harry were extremely touchy feely almost possessive with eachother in 2011 early 2012, they always had to be touching god theirs like a million clips where harry would hook his foot under louis or bump his knee with louis or press his thumb into his thigh or louis softly touching his curls or putting his arm around him or pressing his thumb into his upper arm (the same spot we would always see a bruise on harry lol), etc. it was their thing and harry loved it and you can tell he did and i fucking knew it back then when it stop that it was killing him because hes such the spoiled and affectionate type you can tell since day on the xfactor thats what hes like, he likes to be cuddled (hello little spoon), he likes to be touched, he likes to be spoiled, so when they were like “no you cant touch him” that must’ve killed him even more so when it was also a comfort thing for them at that time like, “hey *touch* im right here its okay” i hope their team burns in hell for everything they did to them.

anonymous asked:

Harry was papped last night!! They are being released right now! So when Louis tweeted him wishing he had a sick night, it wasnt even an off comment. It was like 'I love you so much, we have celebrated all day, and now I know you're going out, and I hope you have fun with your friends'. That's so sweet!

Anonymous said:Awww I can totally picture Louis sending that tweet right after Harry left for the party. And Harry getting a notif and smiling brightly. They spent the whole day together, and then Louis wished Harry a sick night because he knew Harry was going out with his friends :´) that’s cuteee

I like you two.

anonymous asked:

Can I have a scenario where tendo has an s/o who's friends don't really understand why she likes him and he over hears them asking her why his s/o is even dating him in the first place and she starts to list the multitude of reasons she has for liking Tendo and at the end she's like "and that's why I love him" but this is the first time she's ever admitted it out loud? Idk how it would end but I guess you could end it however you want, my only request is that u make it really fluffy? Thanks ILY!

He knew her friends didn’t like him.

He could see it in their eyes when they first met. Frowns were casted upon their faces and out of the corner of his eye he saw them mouth, ‘why him?’ At the time he just ignored it, he knew the way girls were. His older sister had always complained that guys in her class were good-for-nothing, backstabbing, sonuvabitches who, to quote her directly, “were an abomination to female kind.” Girls were supposed to despise guys at first sight, weren’t they? He was honest they would call him a ‘fuckboy’ or ‘douche bag’ or whatever else behind his back once he walked away. He was sure it was just their natural instinct to protect their friend. He was sure they would get used to him eventually. Although, he soon learned to never trust his instincts.

He should’ve known after four months of them dating, their petty little hate parade on him wasn’t just a feeble attempt to protect their friend. It was elementary school all over again when he heard, ‘monster’ slip past gloss caked lips for the first time. Half of him wanted to die, right then, right there, because the people that meant most to the person that meant most to him, loathed him. He knew he shouldn’t let them bother him, because his girlfriend would always assure them they were just being ‘girls’. Although, after the fifteenth time one of them had passed by him and coughed, ‘freakshow’ under her breath, he knew they weren’t just being girls. They were being bullies, and it seemed like such a childish thing to say. They were tormenting him to break up with her, and god knows what they say to her, but in that moment, Tendou knew somebody was out to get him.

His obsession with finding out the truth came crawling up on him one month later. The mocking never ceased to end, and with all his power did he try to suppress the pettiness they produced. She had started growing a bit more distant, he noticed. Late night conversations were cut short by nine o’clock, greetings in the hallway were becoming shorter and shorter, soon they were just small waves in his general direction before she was pulled away by a menacing hand. He didn’t want their relationship to end, not like this at least. He wished she would just stand up for herself, or something, but she never did. Unless someone did something, anything, their relationship was going to be an endless cycle of ‘dump him’ and ‘stay with me’ until all came down in shambles.

It was the Friday night before mocks week, and Tendou knew he had a million and one things he should be doing. Although, like an idiot, he found himself wandering around campus at eight o’clock at night, doing nothing in particular except letting the steady raindrops fall onto his now matted hair. The entirety of this scenario was miserable, hell, he probably looked like an Andy Biersack stan to anyone who dare caught him wandering around like this. The rain started pouring down harder, claps of thunder and lightning illuminating the sky. His shoes began to get sloshy and drops of rain began to fall into his eyes, and he began to thank whatever god he prayed to for the library just twenty feet away from him. With a slightly awkward jog he darted into the facility, the old woman behind the front desk giving him a curt nod upon his arrival, muttering something about closing in an hour, but he didn’t really care. He didn’t find himself in the library much, not since volleyball practices became more and more extensive. Although, he remembered there was a nice pod up on the second floor, a reading corner, as it was called, with bean bag chairs and fairy lights and he was sure he would destroy the place with his soaking wet being, but nothing was stopping his from going up there anyways. The old lady could kiss his ass if she told him otherwise. Although, all his plans had backfired the moment he stepped foot on the top floor, catching a glimpse of an all too familiar, acrylic nailed hand, and the chime of a giggle he loved so much. His heart was in his throat, then, as he darted behind a bookshelf barrier. Curiously, carefully, he peeked out, only to find his girlfriend, and the entirety of her friend group, huddled around in a circle. He wasn’t sure if it was sweat dripping down his forehead, or rain, but he knew he was nervous, and really had no clue why. He could abolish each and every one of them if he wanted to, in every way, shape and form they were weaker than him, but even then, he was nervous, and he had no idea how to escape his refuge from behind the bookshelf.

Twenty minutes past and he sufficed to sitting down, carefully pulling a book out from the wall up behind him and skimming through its pages. He was in no way interested, just passing the time as the girls conversation droned on, the occasional mentioning of a boys name or a giggle catching his interest, though. Although, it wasn’t until he heard his name being choked out with such malice did he put the book down, all attention gravitating towards the conversation happening behind him.
“I still don’t get why you’re with Tendou.” Came the remark, quick and fast and out of nowhere. “If you could have anyone on that team besides Tendou, who would you go for?”
There was an elongated pause, the only noise to be heard was the rapid beating of his heart.
“I’d still go for Tendou.” His girlfriend sighed. “I’d find a way to get him.”
“You wouldn’t go for Ushijima-kun?”
“What about that Semi guy? I hear his casual attire is atrocious, though.”
Comments kept spilling out everywhere, but Tendou couldn’t quite catch them all. He had to suppress a giddy giggle upon the words she had said. He knew it was pathetic of him to get so excited over such a thing, but after a month of doubt, to hear that he was still wanted was just music to his ears.
“I really don’t get what you see in him, still.” Came a sigh, and the clatter of something being set down.
“What isn’t there to get?”
“I mean, doesn’t he just seem… standoffish? You’ve seen him play, we’ve all seen him play, he’s a freak. He doesn’t get along with anyone except Ushijima-Kun, who I’m sure is just tolerating him for his reputation…”
The insults just kept pouring on, and on, and on, until Tendou could feel himself on the verge of tears. The last thing he needed on this godforsaken night was his insecurities to be dug up and laid out in front of him after three years of digging a hole and laying them down six feet under. The last thing he needed was for his girlfriend, the one person he trusted above all else, to just sit there and take it, embarrass him while they just kept talking.
“Are you done yet?” Came a sudden peep, through the ruckus of calamity. All went quiet and a throat was cleared, and Tendou physically braced himself for what was to come.
“What you said isn’t false, Satori is the weirdest guy in the school, or whatever.” She began, and Tendou could feel his heart drop from its former place in his throat. “Although, have you ever stopped to consider maybe that’s why I like him? Maybe I’m sick and tired of the status quo, tired of a photocopied generation with limited options to choose from. He’s different, and I love that, and if that makes him a freak, so be it.”
There was another elongated pause, Tendou, his girlfriend, all the girls in the circle, and even the old lady sitting at the front desk downstairs, were dead silent.
“I’m done with you guys bashing on my boyfriend like this. Every single time I see him you have to say something. Why do you always have to be so negative? Can your sad little pea brains even articulate that he makes me happy? That ‘freak show’ has been a better friend to me than all of you since the day I met him, and if you’re just going to sit around and disrespect him all the goddamn time, I’m not going to sit here and respect you.”
There were whines, protests, feeble attempts at apologising, but Tendou didn’t hear them. There were tears dripping from his eyes and he didn’t even attempt at wiping them away. There was shuffling, the dramatic zipping of a bag, and aggravated footsteps. She barked something t him again, and he wasn’t sure if the pounding he heard was his heart beat or her footsteps getting closer. Suddenly, she stormed through the set of bookshelves he cowered behind, and she didn’t even notice him. She didn’t notice him until he swung out an arm and grabbed her ankle, causing her to jerk backwards and gasp.
“Satori?” She whispered, her voice nearly broken. He stood up from him place on the floor and smiled, her worried expression something he didn’t like to see. Her face was red and fuming, eyebrows scrunched up in a concerned manner.
“You’ve been crying.” She muttered, her fingers quick to wipe his cheeks. Tendou just kept smiling, his eyes desperate to meet hers. “How long have you been here for?”
Without saying anything, he kissed her, his hands desperate in her hair and his mouth, voracious. She let a giggle slip in between them, and boldly shuffled out of the protection of the bookshelves. A chorus of gasps erupted, and Tendou couldn’t help but feel like he was in some cheesy, American high school rom-com. Confidently, he flicked the group of girls off, beginning to kiss his her in a way that was far too lewd to even be considered kissing. He didn’t care, though, because she seemed just as into it, tongue and teeth and all, tugging at his damp hair and lower lip. Suddenly, she broke the kiss, grabbed his hand, and darted towards the exit of the library, laughing the entire way.
“I love you, Satori.” She announced, once they were dancing in the open rain. “More than I can articulate out loud.”

He knew her friends didn’t like him, but all that mattered was that she did.

Sheldon fell in love with Amy

First her MIND

This happened in the first minute they met. “May I buy you a beverage?” was really code for “I’m fascinated by the way you think and want to hear more”. 

When Amy went out with the girls and Sheldon tagged along (4x21), he almost seemed disappointed with Amy behaving similarly to Penny and Bernie and singing I kissed a girl… “What happened to you?” he asked. By now, he was used to talking about his work in Physics, her work in Neurobiology and playing Counterfactuals

At her apartment, he needed that Amy back: “I understand the alcohol has stirred up whatever it is that makes girls go wild, but I really need to talk to smart Amy now.” All this, while they were just friends.

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Then her HEART

Sheldon got to see Amy’s heart. “May I offer you a consoling hug?” Amy asked (6x14). Sheldon could have rejected that, being the guy that doesn’t like being touched. But he knew her offer was kind and he accepted. “Why did you stop?” He asked having felt her arms as a source of comfort. 

That's why he had taken the time to observe her every move and get to know her more emotional side; what she loves to read, what movies make her emotional and how she smiles with her harp. (8x11)

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Finally her BODY

Even when he showed that to him, virginity is a big deal (9x14) “I just gave you my virginity, woman. Cool your jets.”  - the idea to have coitus was initiated by him with no outside influence and he had coitus with her because he was ready. And he said himself clearly that he had enjoyed it. (9x11)   

He noticed the temperature of her posterior (10x4), he woke her with the expectation of engaging in intercourse on her birthday (10x11) - “I didn’t put on my come-hither plaid PJ’s for nothing”, and he wanted to make love to her before she left to NJ. (10x23)  because not only is he attracted to her, he likes being physically intimate with her and it is now one of the ways Sheldon gets to feel her love and show his love towards her. 

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“You are so kind. I don’t know how I ever got by without you. I’ve come to realize, I’m completely dependent on you. To wake up every morning and know you are there is a great comfort to me.” (10x23)

Sheldon loves Amy! Happy ShamyVersary! Enjoy the Fluff Crawlspace!

Rated R - Sodapop Imagine (Requested)


“Aw, I love that movie!” Steve chanted as Two-Bit flipped through a stack of movies.

Soda and I were laid back on the couch while the rest of the gang crowded around Two-Bit like a herd of wild monkeys. It was a chilly Friday night and since it was too cold to go out to the drive-in, we were all huddled inside trying to pick a movie to watch.

“Nah I think we should watch this one.” Pony said, grabbing a disk from, the now, very messy pile the boys made.

“Yeah, pick one with James Dean in it!” Johnny piped up.

I sighed and rested my head on my boyfriend Soda’s shoulder.

“Will they ever pick something to watch?” I half-smiled.

“You know how the guys can be” he laughed, flashing me his world famous smile.

I’d been so busy with juggling school and work this week that I’ve barely had any time to spend with my boyfriend Sodapop. Not that I didn’t love hanging out with the gang or anything, we always have a lot of fun. It’s just been so long since I’ve gotten any alone time with Soda. Not that I was worried though, I’m just glad I got to see him tonight. Any time together is worth it.

The boys finally picked a movie and we all settled in. Johnny and Pony sat on the other couch while the rest of the gang stayed on the floor.

I felt Soda’s hand come around and rub my thigh. Chills shot through me, but I brushed it off, figuring he probably didn’t notice he was doing it. The rest of the guys were making small talk or laughing about the movie as it began.

Minutes later I felt a hand caress me again. But this time, he brought his hand even higher up my thigh than before, slowly rubbing me under the blanket.

“Soda” I whispered so only him and I could hear it. “Cut it out.”

“Oh come on baby, I haven’t seen you in forever..” he gave me puppy dog eyes, knowing damn well what he was doing.

I glared at him and he eventually moved his hand back, resting it over my shoulder.

Minutes passed when I suddenly felt Soda lean into me, his hot breath hitting my neck. It was clearly intentional.

I furrowed my brows, now even more sexually frustrated than before.

Fine I thought to myself. If he wants to play dirty, than I’ll show him just how dirty I can be.

I slowly moved my hand across his jeans. A small gasp escaped his lips followed by a smirk as I ran my small fingers up and down his now growing erection. The guys didn’t seem to notice.

“(Y/N)” he warned.

“What baby?” I pouted, imitating his actions from earlier. “We haven’t seen each other  in forever, remember?”

“Besides..”I whispered slowly in his ear, carefully unzipping his jeans. I knew he was bound to crack soon.
“I miss how good you feel inside me.”

“Jesus” he sighed.

“I miss the way you feel..I miss the way you moan..”
“But you know what I miss most of all Sodapop?” I smirked.

“(Y/N) baby, please” he whispered, sounding uncomfortably horny.

“I miss the way you taste.”

With that, I quickly slid my hand out of his pants and right back into my lap. He let out a small whimper at the loss of contact.

“But I guess I’ll just have to wait. Besides, we should finish this movie anyway.” I smiled.

I turned my head to face the TV, completely ignoring Soda’s reaction.

“Oh you’re gonna regret that” he said.

All expression drained from his face except for a look of lust in his eyes.

“Oh, am I?” I smirked back, pretending to laugh at his words.

I could tell Soda’s dominant side was coming out. It was rare to see him like this when he’s usually so sweet all the time, but god did it turn me on even more to hear him take control.

“Touch my cock” he growled in my ear.

I practically choked on my own breath at his words. My confidence in this little game shattered.

“What?” I turned to him.

The Sodapop I knew was never this nasty; it was always about pleasuring me first. By this time, my panties were beyond wet.

“You heard me. If not then get on your knees.” he smirked.

“You mean..r-right here? Like - now?” I choked out, looking around the room at the rest of the gang hypnotized by the television.

“Did I stutter?”

I looked up at him, flashing my best innocent face. I slid my hand back under the blanket and back into his already unzipped pants. My tiny fingers were nothing compared to his enormous bulge showing through his boxers, I practically moaned at the sight of it.

Then, I did the unthinkable. I slowly moved my hand into his boxers, rubbing up and down his length. I could already feel the pre-cum dripping onto my hand. I brought a finger up to my mouth and licked all off his juices off, making sure he saw all of it.

“God, I love it when you’re nasty” he groaned.

I brought my hand back down, going at a teasingly slow pace. I grabbed his length with my small hand and dragged it up and down, running my thumb over the head.

“Fuck (Y/N) - more” he demanded into my ear. His hot breath made my thighs clench.

I squeezed my fist and picked up the pace. Thats when he lost it. Soda’s head tilted back by now I was sure the guys noticed.

I could feel him tensing around my hand and I knew he was close.

Suddenly the tension in the room was sliced in half by the sound of laughter. The lights flipped on and our eyes widened in fear.

“Hey, look at these two!” Two-Bit laughed, pointing towards me and Soda on the couch.

A chant of “Oh my god”, “Y’all are nasty”, “Couldn’t hold it in Soda?“ and “Somebodys getting a little frisky”  erupted along with tons of laughter from the gang.

I flushed as bright as a tomato and quickly pulled my hand out of his pants, still hidden under the blanket.

anonymous asked:

What would Jazz's kinks be?

Originally posted by jacksonrathbons

  • Soft dom until he is/you’re angry, frustrate, or irritated
  • I can’t see him being into biting w his past
  • esp when he wants to show you that he is in charge
  • I can’t see him ever wanting you to ride him
  • I can see him as a bit of a tease tho
  • like, i bet you that he love how you react to him and he just cant help himself
  • i bet you the guy has a princess/babygirl/kitten kink that goes along with the teasing
  • like if you beg him to do something or go faster while he’s fingering you or eating you out, this fucking tease would say, “What was that Princess, I couldn’t hear you?” when you knew damn well that hE FUCKING COULD HEAR YOU

Thats about it for jazz

anonymous asked:

What made you choose to have Ryan and his brother live in Albany NY??? That's really close to where I live and I hardly ever see it referenced in stuff

  1. wELL mostly bc I lived in Albany when I was a small kid and that was when i started thinking up this story when it was nothing more than scraps of ideas and startgazing
  2. i knew that a lot of ppl tended to make Albany their home when first coming into the U.S or at least thats what my fam told me so it kinda stuck

Bonus bc Ryan and this:

this little birb has been w/ him since i first made this story im so glad she finally makes an appearance ahh now u can all revel in ryans love for all feathered friends

That's How Much I Love You (Seth Clearwater)

‘Don’t have too much fun without me 😂’

You laughed at your boyfriend’s, Seth, text. He knew damn well that you’d rather be with him rather than being stuck at this hell hole/school.

You were just about to reply when you ran into a hard body and dropped your phone.

“Shit, I’m sorry!” you quickly apologized.

“Don’t even worry about it!” your victim said enthusiastically.

“Here’s your phone by the way.” He said, handing you the phone back.

“Thanks, uhhhh??” I said waiting for his name.

“Cameron.” he finished for you.

“Well, thank you, Cameron.”

“No problem.” he replied with a smile. ~

“ Yeah, be careful, though, Y/N. The vampire that they think is responsible for those tourists’ deaths is back in town. They’ve been catching his scent randomly in Forks and in La Push.” Emily informed me.

I knew they were talking about Cameron. When I ran into him earlier today, his body was rock hard and I don’t care how much you work out you can’t possibly get that toned. His skin was also freezing cold and I mean, no human could be as gorgeous as he was.

But I just couldn’t make myself rat out someone I’d just met who actually seem like a pretty decent person.

“Yeah, of course!” I said, trying to be as nonchalant as I could.

If Emily suspected anything, she didn’t show it as we continued to walk back to her house.

“Anyway, I cooked up a whole dinner for the pack and all of us imprints! It’s going to be great, or atleast I hope it will.” Emily said. She was always insecure about her cooking even though we assured her that it was delicious.

“Thanks, but I can’t tonight. I have an ass load of homework that I put off until the last minute, so I should really be getting back.” I lied. I knew that if I actually went in the house, Cameron’s scent would be lingering around. Therefore, putting Sam into a frenzy, subsequently putting the pack into a frenzy and the whole the thing would be a hot ass mess.

Emily’s face fell.

"Are you sure?” she asked, hopefully.

“Yeah, sorry Emily. Maybe next time?” I asked.

“Yeah, sure.” she said, turning around and trudging back into her house. ~

I had managed to stay away from Seth all of yesterday and this morning.

No Seth = No Pack Panic

I couldn’t let Cameron know that I knew he was a vampire because he would either A.) kill my dumbass or B.) turn me into the Volturi, therefore getting the pack in trouble and all of us dying.

So, yeah.

I was walking up to the doors when I was intercepted by none other than Cameron himself.

"Hey, pretty lady.“ he said.

“Hey, Cam-” I started, but was interrupted by name be called, well yelled.

I turned around to see a pissed of Seth Clearwater marching towards me.

Ah, shit.

“Y/N, want to introduce me to you new friend?” he asked when he finally reached us.

Being the Seth Clearwater that he is, he had tried to calm down his nerves but I don’t think seeing his imprint so close to a suspected killer helped anything .

"Seth this is a friend I met yesterday, Cameron.” I introduced.

Cameron extended a hand out for him to shake. Seth grimaced at the smell but nonetheless, shook his hand.

"Nice to meet you,” Cameron said, oblivious to my boyfriend’s internal stugggle.

"You, too. Y/N, I think we should go. Your brother wants you back at home.” Seth, said even though he knew damn well I didn’t have a brother.

"I don’t think that’s a very good idea.” Cameron said, taking a step towards us.

I could feel Seth’s hand start to tremble in mine.

"Seth. Calm. Down.” I hissed.

If he phased right in front my high school, I’d have a lot of explaining to do.

Seth continued to pull me towards the parking lot.

"Let her go.” Cameron ordered in a low threatening voice.

Seth continued towards the parking lot, seeming not to hear him.

Before I knew it, Cameron was in front of us, blocking the way to the car.

” I said, ‘let. her. go.’ Cameron repeated. Just then, Cameron’s eyes changed from the subtle brown they used to be and his ruby irises came into view.

I guess the venom had dissolved his contacts.

“Y/N, go inside the school.” Seth said, not taking his eyes off of the vampire only inches in front of him.

I started inside the school without having to be told twice. I was almost through the doors when I saw Sam and the rest of the pack pull up. ~

“Y/N, what the hell were you thinking?!” Paul boomed at me.

This was probably hour three of me getting chewed out by the pack. Hell, even without knowing about the supernatural, Claire gave me a speech of her own informing me that, and I quote, “ stupid things aren’t good.” Throughout the whole ordeal, Seth stayed silent, sitting across the room, watching the whole thing.

The pack eventually got things situated with Cameron, taking him from the school to a secluded area on the outskirts of La Push. They explained to me that Cameron had said that the only reason he didn’t want me going with Seth was that he didn’t know that I knew that Seth was a werewolf and he didn’t want me to get hurt.

Cameron actually did admit to killing those tourists, but, he only did it because they weren’t good people. He said that’s the only type of people he kills. The murderers and the thieves and the rapists and such. Since he was granted immortality , he might as well make the best out of it, he explained.

Nonetheless, the pack still thought it was best if he left, and so he did.

“He could’ve hurt you!” Jared yelled. “He could’ve killed you, Y/N.” Leah screamed.

Just then, Seth marched out the front door, not giving any of us a second glance.

“Seth, wait!” I yelled, getting off of the interrogation couch and chasing after him.

He halted hearing my approach, back turned towards me.

“Seth, I’m sorry!” I said, hoping to get him to turn around.

“I didn’t mean to scare you, any of you!” I pleaded, but his back stayed turned to me.

“He could’ve killed you.” Seth said in a voice so low I could barely hear it.

“Baby, I’m so sorry.” I said, voice cracking.

“ Do you have any idea what I would do for you? What measures I would go to to make sure that you were never in danger? Do you have any idea how much I love you?” he asked, whirling around to face me.

“Y-, yeah,” I stuttered.

“You know, I don’t think you do.” he said, marching back to where I was standing.

H e grabbed my face and kissed me with so much passion, that I literally went weak in the knees.

“That’s how much I love you.”

Method Acting

Dan Stevens x Reader
Words: 2,136

ask and you shall recieve my friends. ask and you shall recieve…

little backstory on this fic, i love dan stevens. i love him a lot. all i do is watch dan stevens videos and movies.

i hope you’re all well. have great days and you know, requests are open so thats a thing. 

i also hope you enjoy this. it’s a stretch from what i usually write so yee

Originally posted by imwhe


When you started dating Dan, you found that sometimes he took on different personalities. Of course, it wasn’t something unusual. Whenever he began to work on a new project, he always seemed to get deep into the character’s mind and likeness. He was one of the best actors you knew, so you encouraged him to try things out on you as he began new projects.

When he was filming “The Guest”, he would walk around the house practicing his American accent. He would stare at you with an almost murderous look in his eyes. It often made you flinch when you looked up and found his striking blue eyes not leaving you. However, eventually his murderous stares were just a normal part of life.

Legion had him twitching and talking to himself as the two of you watched television. You were concerned at first, but eventually you understood as he let you help him with read throughs of the script. There were times when you’d even catch him switching from his accent to the fake American one, which sounded awfully strange from an outsider point of view.

When Dan told you he had a new secret project coming up, you were excited as hell for him. You couldn’t wait to see the character he would bring to life this tiem. But when Dan came back from the first reading of the script, something was different.

Instead of coming in and kissing your cheek, he walked in with the slam of a door and headed straight to your shared room. Your smile turned to a frown as you watched him go. Maybe he had had a bad day? It was possible, after all… but even on his worst days, he never acted like this. You followed him, knocking lightly on the doorframe. “Hey babe… rough day today?” You asked, taking a seat on the bed next to Dan.

He chuckled. “Quite the opposite actually, but I can think of a million ways this new movie can be improved. The staff and the other cast members… definitely need to upgrade their looks. Why would they hire such foul looking people?” He said, an arrogant smirk plastered on his face.

You glanced down at his feet, raising your eyebrow slightly at the shoes he was currently tying up. He only wore those for special occasions, like red carpets or photoshoots. It was strange for him to be putting them on now.

“Maybe now’s a good time for you to tell me about this new, secret project?” you suggested, taking his hand and resting your head on his shoulder. Dan rolled his eyes slightly, dropping your hand and standing up.

“Or maybe not. I’m heading out now and I expect dinner to be ready by the time I return. I hope that’s clear. Ciao!” Dan said, picking up his wallet and heading out of the house.

You stared after him in shock of his words and his actions. Dan had never been anything but kind to you, had you done something wrong? Was this all apart of some cruel prank he had going? Maybe there wasn’t a new project after all, maybe it was just all a lie so that he could-

Taking a deep breath in, you stood and headed to the kitchen. If he wanted his dinner, he could have it. After all, you loved your boyfriend with all of your heart. Even if he was acting out, you knew that he was a softie deep down. You were going to treat Dan with the same respect and love you would any other day.

As the weeks passed, you began to realise that the Dan you knew and loved was long gone. This arrogant asshole had walked into your life and he didn’t seem to be leaving anytime soon. You were blown off, yelled at and treated as nothing less than a speck of dirt.

You weren’t sure who the hell he thought he was, but you had had enough. You had it all planned out in your head. Dan was going to walk through that door and you would confront him. You would refuse him entry to your bedroom and you would talk because you knew you deserved at least that.

Your head snapped up as the door opened. Dan walked in, wearing one of the biggest and furriest coats you had ever seen. You raised your eyebrow at his fashion choices, taking a deep breath as you remembered your plan.

Dan glanced at you for a moment, a look that seemed almost sad in his eyes. You stood, gesturing to the seat next to you. “We need to talk,” You said quietly, a frown appearing on your face as you noticed that the way he held himself had changed.

He let out a grumpy huff, sitting down in the chair and resting his chin on the table. You raised your eyebrow, watching him in confusion. “That looks rather uncomfortable,” You stated, looking him up and down.

“Well, life is uncomfortable and if we don’t accept that now, we’d be fooling ourselves,” He muttered, his voice a lot deeper than usual. You sighed, sitting down in the chair next to him.

“Do I make things uncomfortable? Is this my doing, or have you had a bad day at work?” You asked quietly, looking down at your feet.

“Stop asking about bad days and look at reality. I’m trapped inside this castle, I’m nowhere near human… I’m a monster,’ He muttered, running his fingers over the groves in the wooden table.

“Well, at least we agree on something… look, I’ve been thinking that maybe we need some time apart. I don’t think this thing is working out anymore. I mean, it was once the most wonderful thing in the world but ever since you came back from your new project…”

Dan’s eyes softened for a few moments as he looked into yours, but just like that his eyes were replaced by those of someone you didn’t know. He sighed, picking up the script and standing up. “We’ll sort this out another time. For now, we’re staying together,” He muttered, walking towards your room.

You frowned even more than you had been, quickly standing up and attempting to grab the script. An anger you had never seen before suddenly appeared as Dan screamed at you, rinpping the script out of your grip. “What are you doing? It’s mine! Get away!” He yelled, pushing you away. You quickly regained your balance, grabbing your wallet.

“I’m coming back tomorrow to grab my things. You’d better not be here when I do,” You snapped quickly, leaving the house and slamming the door. You sat down on the front doorstep, putting your head in your hand as you began to sob.

The man inside your house was not the man you had fallen in love with many years ago. And as much as you wished your boyfriend would return, he seemed to be lost in the mess of anger in his head.

It was about a year before you saw Dan again, but you did your best job at avoiding him. You would hear about him on the news sometimes or see your mutual friends talking about him on social media, but you had mostly blocked him from your mind. It broke your heart that something so beautiful had become nothing but a forgotten wreck.

Part of you wished he would come back. Part of you wished that the old Dan would waltz right in and sweep you off your feet, but you knew that would never happen. You had both done things that you could never take back.

It was a quiet afternoon when the doorbell rang. You had been reading one of the old scripts you had managed to take with you when you moved out. You could still imagine his smile and the way his eyes lit up when he would tell you about the character’s glorious feats.

The doorbell rang, followed by a loud knock. You placed the script down, sighing as you stood and headed for the door. You eyes filled with shock as you opened it and felt Dan’s arms embrace you tightly.

“Love! I’ve missed you!” He exclaimed, resting his chin on your shoulder. You stood with your arms by your sides, pushing him off quickly.

“What are you doing here? How did you even find me?” You asked, going to close the door. You groaned when he walked in and sat down on the couch. “You know, usually when a breakup happens, the people don’t see each other afterwards.”

“That is a good point, a great one in fact, but I believe breakups are supposed to be mutual and while my character was an asshole, I like to think I am not. Well, I guess I am for not telling you what was happening, but I promise I’m a good guy deep down. Anyway, I have a proposition,” He said, standing and taking your hands.

“Well actually, I was kind of busy reading…” You picked up the script, blushing slightly. “Legion, episode five. So if you could just make your way out the door, I could continue my comfort reading.”

“That’s a good one. I promise I won’t take too much of your time. I just want to explain things to you, because legally I couldn’t before. But there are test screenings of my new movie so… I was hoping you’d come along and watch it with me,” He said quietly, looking at his feet shyly.

You sighed quietly. “Just the movie? Nothing else?”

He shook his head. “Nothing else.”

“I suppose I can spare at least two hours of my time… as long as you promise to drive,” You replied, smiling weakly as he held up his car keys.

“Let’s get a move on,” he said, pulling you out to the car and getting in.

“This isn’t some sick kidnapping trick, right? We are actually seeing a movie?” you asked.

Dan chuckled. “You’re so sceptical. I guess I do deserve it… but yes, I promise we are only seeing a movie. Unless you want to go out for dinner afterwards…”

“You’re pushing your luck,” You mumbled, glancing out the window as the car drove further and further away from your comfortable home. “Where the hell is this screening?”

“Well, the one I was planning on going to was in Texas, but I suppose that if you were to get on a plane with your ex right now, you’d probably freak. I know there’s one in London, which is still a little while away, but it’ll be worth it. I swear,” He said, continuing to drive.

“Can you at least tell me what the movie is about? Fill the silence?” You asked, biting your lip slightly.

Dan nodded slowly. “Well, it’s the story of an arrogant asshole who doesn’t know what he’s got until it’s gone. He used to have love in his heart, but then it all changes for him. Everyone he ever loved is pushed away and they forget about him. He ends up in isolation where he feels sorry for his actions… I think I’m telling more of my story than his. It’s one of your favourite movies though. You always told me you’d love for them to remake it.”

He parked the car, getting out and opening your door. You smiled weakly, getting out and taking his hand. You looked up at the building in front of you, a small smile on your face when you saw a poster for the upcoming Beauty and the Beast film.

You froze for a second, your eyes widening when everything began to click. “It all makes sense now!” You exclaimed, smiling wide. “You were being an asshole to get into your role! And that day you came home and called yourself a monster…”

“My method acting got the better of me and I still feel horrible about it every day. But this, this is a big thing. If I didn’t get it right… it’s a make or break. The film looks pretty good from my eyes, but why does that matter? My girlfriend always helped decide if the movie was good or not,” Dan said, holding out his hand. “Shall we?”

You smiled, taking his hand and entering the cinema. “So, what does this mean for us? Are we friends? Enemies? Accquaintances?” You asked, biting your lip slightly.

“I’m not sure. I suppose we’ll find out over time… that is, if you’re willing to have me back in your life…”

You looked at your feet for a moment. “We were an incredible team… okay. I accept, on the condition that you buy me ice cream after.”

Dan chuckled, shaking your hand. “It’s a deal.”

anonymous asked:

How about a Riverdale one-shot with established Betty/Jughead? Betty got over Archie before summer and started dating Jughead during the summer, and they're still a couple when the show stars. You may have to change the episodes a bit. I hope that's okay with you.

Here you go!!! I only did the first episode because it turned out to be a lot longer than I thought it would be. But I hope you like it!!!

“Juggie!” Betty couldn’t help but yell as soon as she entered Pop’s and spotted her beanie wearing boyfriend. She had loved her internship, but she had missed him like crazy. Jughead’s face lit up when he saw her. He stood up and gave her a huge hug and a quick soft kiss. Betty knew that he wasn’t crazy about PDA. She would make sure that they found some alone time soon to really show each other how much they were missed.

“Betts, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes.” Jughead said once they sat back down. “How was the internship?”

“It was amazing Juggie.” Betty clapped her hands in front of her in excitement. She had called him almost every night, so Jughead knew pretty much all of her stories, but she couldn’t help but gush some more about how incredible her time had been.

“I’m so happy for you.” Jughead said after she had finished talking. He reached across the table and took her hand, lacing their fingers together.

“What about you? How’s your great American novel coming along?” Betty asked, not failing to notice the happy smile that crossed Jughead’s face as he began to talk about his writing.

“It’s going well, although I’m pretty sure most of the town will be displeased at the way they are portrayed.” Jughead said with a small chuckle.

“And how am I portrayed?” Betty asked

“You’re just going to have to wait and find out.”

“Come on Juggie, please?” Betty begged

“Nope, no one can read this until it’s finished, no exceptions. Even for my beautiful girlfriend. But I will say that you are probably the person I had the most difficulty remaining objective about.”

“Aw” Betty smiled. Jughead prided himself in his ability to remain separate and objective about the town while writing. So the fact that he was admitting that it was hard to remain objective about her was one of the sweetest things that he could say.

“Hello” the two looked up as a girl approached them.

“Hi” Betty glanced in shock at the beautiful, dark-haired girl. She glanced at Jughead, unable to keep her insecurities from rearing their ugly head. Jughead was looking at the girl with slight curiosity, but nothing more. Betty mentally kicked herself for doubting him.

“I’m Veronica Lodge, I just moved here.” Veronica offered her hand to shake. Betty let go of Jughead’s hand and took the new girl’s.

“I’m Betty Cooper,” Betty replied, glancing over at Jughead who had started typing furiously. “And this is Jughead.”

“Jughead?” Veronica asked with a laugh

“Jughead Jones, the third.” Jughead added, giving Veronica a small smile before returning to his writing. Betty saw Veronica mouth his name and sent her a knowing look.

“What are you writing Jughead Jones the third?” Veronica asked

“I’m writing about you” Was Jughead’s simple reply

“Uh, he’s writing a novel about this town and some drama that happened over the summer.” Betty hurried to add, realizing how odd it sounded.

“Oh” Veronica looked like she was going to say more, but Pop came out at that moment with her order.

“Do you want to join us?” Betty asked

“Oh no, I should get this food back to my mom. But I’ll see you tomorrow in school right? It’ll be good to have some familiar faces.”

“Absolutely, I’m the one giving you your tour tomorrow.” Betty responded with a laugh.

“Perfect” Veronica gave them both a bright smile and then headed out of the door.

“Archie, that’s amazing” Betty said when Archie played them his song.

“Yeah, I thought we’d have to pretend to like it, but it was actually really good.” Kevin added in the way that only he could

“That was you?” Veronica asked as she joined them. Betty had introduced her to Kevin and Archie in the hall during the tour. She hadn’t missed the way that Veronica and Archie had looked at each other.

“Yes” Archie responded, blushing slightly

“Well, color me impressed.” Veronica said before turning to Betty. “So, where is that brooding boyfriend of yours?”

“Um…” Betty hesitated, sending a look at Archie who refused to meet her eyes. She still didn’t know exactly what had happened, but she did know that things were incredibly tense between Jughead and Archie at the moment. “He’s probably off writing somewhere” Betty answered vaguely, knowing that Veronica wasn’t fooled for a second.

“Uh huh…”

“Alright…well I have to go talk to Ms. Grundy about music classes.” Archie said and quickly picked up his things and bolted.

“What was that about?” Veronica asked when he was out of earshot

“Jughead and Archie are best friends, they have been for years. But over the summer they were supposed to go on a roadtrip, but Archie cancelled and didn’t give Jughead a reason…and then he apparently avoided Juggie for the rest of the summer. I was away at and internship so I’m still trying to figure out what happened.” Betty said with an unhappy sigh

“We’ll figure it out Betty” Kevin assured her. Betty gave him a small smile just as Jughead slid onto the bench next to her.

“Hi” he gave her a small peck on the cheek and then helped himself to half of her sandwich.

“I didn’t know all of that” Jughead stopped walking. Betty stopped beside him and looked at him curiously.

“All of what Juggie?”

“That you tried out for cheerleading and that Cheryl called you fat.” Jughead could barely contain his anger.

“It wasn’t really a big deal” Betty looked at her feet.

“Yes it is,” Jughead cupped her face in his hands. Betty looked up and met his eyes. Jughead felt a sudden want to punch Cheryl in the face for putting that sad look in Betty’s eyes. “Betty Cooper, you are a knockout, and anyone who doesn’t see that is an absolute moron.” Jughead said firmly, relaxing when she laughed.

“Thanks Juggie”

“Unfortunately, this means that I am going to have to break up with you”


“Yeah, I have a very delicate reputation to protect and if I am known to be dating a cheerleading, it will until my who mysterious aura.” Jughead stepped back, keeping a straight face.

“Juggie!” Betty yelled with a laugh and snatched his hands before he could take another step.

“I’m serious Betty, this is the end of us.”

“I can’t stand you” Betty laughed again, but tugged his hands so they were standing close together once again. Jughead wrapped his arms around her and joined in her laughter.

“No you don’t.” He said and planted a kiss on her lips.

“So Archie doesn’t have a girl or anything does he?”

“Nope” Betty said as she and Veronica walked along the track in their new cheerleading uniforms

“I’m thinking of asking him to the dance.”
“Oh Ronnie, you should. That would be perfect.” Betty gushed. She caught sight of their redheaded friend and nudged Veronica.

“Hey Archie!” Veronica shouted and Archie jogged over to them.

“Hey you two, nice outfits.”
“Thanks Archiekins. Will you go to the dance with me?”

“Uhh…I don’t know Ronnie, I’m not really in the headspace for a dance.” Archie looked to Betty for help, but she simply gave him a smile and a shrug. She hadn’t know Veronica for long, but she did know there was no arguing with her.

“Come on, you won’t let the new girl go unescorted will you?” Veronica pushed

“Of course not.” Archie said with a sigh.

“Perfect. You and Jughead can pick Betty and I up at my place.”
“Oh…” Archie hesitated

“Veronica I’m not going with Jughead” Betty hurried to say.

“What? Why not?”

“Um, dances aren’t really his thing. I was just going to go with Kevin.”

“Okay, well in that case I’ll be there” Archie said and jogged away. Betty glared over her shoulder at him, annoyed that he didn’t seem willing to try to mend things with Jughead.

“No, this is not happening.” Veronica said

“What isn’t?”

“This…all of this drama. I swore it all off when I left New York City. We are going to get Archie and Jughead talking and then we are going to get Jughead to come to the dance with you.”

“Veronica that’s not necessary.”

“Oh but Betty dear it is, I just want to have a group of friends without all of the in fighting that there was in my previous groups.”

“Okay, I’m all for mending things between Arch and Juggie, but I’m really okay with Jughead not going to the dance. I like him just the way he is, and he’s not really the dance type guy.”

“Well, we’ll focus on Archie and Jughead for now…” Veronica said pulling Betty along

And that was how, later that night, Archie and Jughead ended up locked inside of Betty’s room. Veronica and Betty shut the door, telling them to deal with their issues and then headed downstairs for a cup of tea.

“Do you think this will work?” Betty asked with a grimace as she heard the boys begin to shout. She hated to see the two of them fight. Both of them meant so much to her and they had all been friends for so long.

“Kevin said that they were best friends right?”

“Yeah, since I can remember”

“Then they’ll figure it out.”

“How are you so sure?” Betty said, gesturing upstairs where the yelling continued.

“Because best friends fight, but if they’ve been friends for that long than they are obviously close and one silly fight isn’t going to undo years of friendship.”

“I wish I knew what it was all about” Betty said

“When they are ready, they’ll tell you.” Veronica said “So, while they are distracted, how about we plot our next scheme”

“Veronica if you are talking about getting Jughead to the dance-”

“Yes that is exactly what I’m talking about” Veronica interrupted her. “If you can look me in the eye and tell me that you don’t want to go to the dance with Jughead then i will back down.”

“I…” Betty tried, but she couldn’t honestly tell Veronica that.

“That’s what I thought. And have you told Jughead how you feel?”

“No, I don’t want him to feel like I’m pressuring him into anything.”

“B, that boy is crazy about you. Anyone can tell that. He only has eyes for you and I have no doubt that he will do anything for you.”

“Exactly, I know if I ask him then he will feel like he has to go. I was sort of hoping that he would ask me on his own. But if he doesn’t want to go, that’s okay with me.” Betty shrugged. She would love to go to a dance with Juggie. To both get dressed up and slow dance together, but she really didn’t mind going with Kevin. She knew exactly who Jughead was, and she didn’t expect him to change.

“Okay Betty” Veronica dropped it with a disapproving look.

“Hey, do you hear that?” Betty asked, noticing that the yelling upstairs had stopped.

“Let’s go see if these idiots have figured it out yet” Veronica linked her arm in Betty’s as they headed up the stairs. They leaned their ears against the door but couldn’t hear anything inside. Betty took out the key and unlocked the door. Jughead and Archie were both lounging on her bed, looking just like they had a hundred times.

“Oh thank god” Betty said, jumping on the bed and hugging both of them. They laughed and hugged her back. “I hated seeing you two fight” Betty said pulling away.

“We did too” Archie admitted

“So you guys have everything figured out?” Veronica asked. Jughead and Archie exchanged a look.

“It’s a start” Jughead said finally.

“Good enough for me” Betty said, wrapping her arms around Jughead and kissing him on the cheek.

“Well this calls for a celebration. How about I go pick up some takeout from Pop’s and we can watch a movie or something?” Veronica offered.

“Oooh food” Jughead nodded appreciatively.

“Good, I’m glad you like the idea, because considering half of the food will be yours, you are coming with me to help me carry it buster.” Veronica said to Jughead

“Oh no, I’ll go with you Veronica” Betty said, standing up in alarm.

“No, it’s okay. I’ll go” Jughead stood up and started walking out the door.

“No really, I’ll go. You two should keep talking.” Betty pleaded. Jughead stopped and looked between Veronica and Betty. But Veronica slipped her arm in Jughead’s and practically dragged him out of the door.

“We’ll be back soon” She threw over her shoulder. Betty gave a sigh and sat back on the bed. She knew exactly why Veronica wanted Jughead to be the one to go with her.

“So why didn’t Betty want me to come with you?” Jughead asked almost immediately after they left the Coopers.

“Wow, you don’t beat around the bush, do you?” Veronica said with a laugh.

“No, so why?”

“Because she is an amazing and incredibly selfless person.” Veronica answered with a sigh.

“What?” Jughead had no idea where this conversation was leading

“Jug, Betty wants to go to the dance with you, but doesn’t want to tell you that because she knows you hate dances and she doesn’t want to force you into anything.”

“What?” Jughead said again, his mind spinning. “But I asked her about and she said she was going with Kevin. She didn’t seem that interested.”

“That was an act for your benefit. She knew that if she said she wanted to go you would’ve felt obligated to take her.”

“I would’ve taken her if I had know, of course I would. But obligated isn’t the right word.” Jughead shook his head. “Making Betty happy makes me happy. I’d do anything for her, plus she puts other people first always, I feel like it’s my job to make sure she gets put first.” Jughead was upset at himself for not noticing that Betty wanted to go to the dance.

“That’s what I thought. It’s why I told you even though she didn’t want me to. Because I could tell that this is how you would feel.” Veronica stopped walking and looked at Jughead.

“Thanks for telling me Veronica” Jughead said softly. “I can’t believe I didn’t figure it out myself.”

“Don’t beat yourself up, Betty’s a good little actress when she wants to be.”

“You have no idea…” Jughead said

“What do you mean?”

“Betty’s been putting on a brave face since she was little, I think it’s almost more of a habit now then a conscious decision.” Jughead thought about all of the times Betty showed up to school with a smile on her face, only to tell them later that something awful was going on at her home.

“Let’s make a pact, Jughead Jones the Third.” Veronica said, looking at him seriously.

“A pact about what?”

“A pact that we will make sure that Betty starts putting herself first and make sure that she shares her feelings instead of burying them inside.”

“Deal” Jughead said, sticking out his hand. Veronica took it and shook it firmly with a nod of her head.

“Good.” They dropped hands continued their way to Pop’s

“You know you are already helping her.” Jughead said after a few moments. “Her mom hates that she is cheerleading, but she is standing her ground, I think partly because of your influence.”

“Good for her” Veronica said with a happy smile.

“Veronica?” Jughead said hesitantly


“How do I ask Betty to the dance?” Jughead felt slightly embarrassed, he had never asked a girl to a dance. He had no idea how to go about doing it and didn’t want to mess it up. Betty was too important.

“Oh have you come to the right place little Jug.” Veronica said with a laugh.

“Betty?” Jughead asked softly later that night. The movie had ended and Veronica and Archie had made their exits. Jughead and Betty had remained cuddled on the couch in comfortable silence for a while after.

“Hmm?” She murmured, sinking further into his arms.

“I always thought that one thing we were really good at was being honest with each other, even when it was hard.” Betty shifted, sitting up so that she could look at him.

“Is this about what Veronica told you?” Betty guessed. Jughead moved so he was also sitting up and looked at her intently.

“Why didn’t you tell me that you wanted to go to the dance?”

“Because I didn’t want to force you into doing something that you didn’t wanted to do.”

But you didn’t even give me a chance Betts” Jughead pointed out

“Because if I told you that I wanted to go then you would feel like you had to take me. So I figured that if you really wanted to go then you would ask me.”

“I tried, but you said you were going with Kevin”
“That was you asking?” Betty asked with a raised eyebrow

“That was me trying to see if you wanted to go…” Jughead leaned forward and took her hands. “Look Betts, I really don’t care what we are doing, as long as we are together.  You telling me that you want to do something is not forcing me into anything. Seeing you smile and making you happy is what gives me happiness. And if my amazing girlfriend wants to go to a dance, then I’m going to take her to that dance.”

“You really want to get dressed up and listen to loud pop music and be surrounded by sweaty teenagers all night long?”

“No, I want to see you in a pretty dress and I want to hold you close as we dance and I want to see the jealous looks of every other guy in the room because they aren’t the ones with you.”

“You really want to go to the dance?” Betty reached up and brushed her hand along his cheek, her eyes filled with hope.

“I really want to go to the dance.” Jughead said, leaning down to kiss her softly. “Betty Cooper, will you go to the dance with me?” He whispered against her lips. He felt her smile and his stomach did a little flip.

“I would love to Juggie.” She said and pressed her lips back against his.

“Jughead relax, you look great” Archie said, grinning at him. Jughead’s hands dropped from where they had been straightening his bowtie.

“I feel ridiculous.” He said, tucking his shirt in for the tenth time.

“Jug, stop.” Archie said and knocked on Veronica’s apartment door.  Veronica swung the door open almost immediately. She was in a dark strapless dress.
“Hey boys”

“Wow…” Archie’s jaw was practically on the ground. “Ronnie you look amazing.”

“Thanks Archiekins, you are looking pretty dapper yourself. You two Jughead.” Veronica said giving him a wink. She stepped aside so that Jughead could look past her and see Betty. Jughead felt his heart skip a beat. She was wearing a gorgeous pink dress and her hair was down instead of up in its usual tight ponytail. Betty came up next to Veronica and looked Jughead up and down.

“God, my girlfriend is beautiful” Jughead said, causing the group to chuckle and Betty to blush. She came up to him and kissed him on the cheek.

“And my boyfriend is handsome.”

“Alright, you guys are making me sick with all of this sweetness. Let’s go” Veronica took Archie’s hand and pulled him away. Jughead laughed and offered Betty his arm. She hooked her in his and they headed off to the dance.

Jughead held Betty close as they swayed to the music. His fingers brushed her side where there was a piece of her dress cut away. His thumb ran along her bare skin. Betty sighed and leaned her head against his chest.

“Thanks for taking me Juggie” She mumbled against him.

anonymous asked:

People often portray Veronica as "poor abuse victim" but I actually think that's a little demeaning to her character. She never had the mindset of "he's only violent because he loves me, I can't leave him". She knew that he was fucked up and that she could leave whenever she wanted, and in the end she DID leave. She only tried to stay because she loved him and have him one (1) chance to change, and when he messed that up, she did what was best for herself and left.

Ya I agree. Veronica was always very in charge of herself and tru she definitely felt scared during our love is God and meant to be yours, but those were two isolated situations, I don’t think she ever felt scared of him in general.
And she definitely knew he was fucked up, ur right she didn’t have the mindset of “he’s fine, he won’t do it again” constantly. She did once, she let him promise he wouldn’t do it again and she believed him, but then when he did she didn’t give him a second chance.
Also and I think I’ve said this before, but after meant to be yours she was definitely not scared of him at all. He was pointing a gun at her, and she straight up walked towards him and told him how she felt even tho it pissed him off. And he backed away, because even though he was the one with the gun, they both knew damn well he wouldn’t pull the trigger.

anonymous asked:

Can you do a Slytherin x Hufflepuff but the Hufflepuff be male and Slytherin be female? Btw I love your blog xx

Hi, thanks so much!
So here we go (I did mostly a things before they get together, and a few once they are together, hope thats ok):

  • Hufflepuff is like really charming and casual around everyone
  • Slytherin is super confused when her friends talk about him being really funny and super flirty
  • because shes never seen him like that????? are we talking about the same person?????? he’s just nice?????
  • he’s literally the golden boy at hogwarts
  • so many girls love him
  • slytherin is so uptight about it
  • like
  • of course they all love him that prick he’s so annoying
  • but she cares way too much about what he thinks about her
  • they’re kind of friends but not really
  • they talk a lot (and he gradually becomes more confident as they get to know each other)
  • everyone kind of thinks they’re a ~thing~
  • his eyes always catch hers in the halls and across classrooms
  • and sometimes hell wink at her
  • and make her feel kind of uncomfortable yet so happy
  • he thinks its funny
  • and like
  • she thinks he’s attractive
  • I mean he’s not ugly
  • but he definitely has a nice face
  • and the jaw thing that he does is pretty hot
  • and when he scratches his neck when he’s embarrassed or doesnt know what to do is cute
  • no she doesnt like him don’t be ridiculous
  • ok maybe a little
  • but its not a crush
  • its just attraction
  • and even though she sometimes wants to pull him into a cupboard and snog the living daylights out of him doesn’t mean she likes him
  • right?
  • holy shit she likes him
  • no no no no no no no no no no no
  • avoid avoid avoid avoid
  • and he thought they had a good thing going on
  • they were friends
  • she was funny and awkward and could make him laugh
  • and he could make her laugh on the days she didn’t want to smile
  • then why is she ignoring him
  • why doesnt she talk to him in class like normal
  • so then whenever shes standing across the hall talking to her friends normally
  • he can’t stop watching her
  • because something must be wrong if shes acting this way
  • and then she catches him staring
  • and she gets all flustered and speed walks away
  • “why do you even care” his friends ask
  • theyre right
  • why should he care
  • so he decides he doesnt
  • and hell act the same way towards her
  • ignore ignore ignore
  • until
  • oh fuck
  • hes fallen for her too
  • the super clumsy, teasing slytherin
  • he shouldn’t like her
  • I mean shes a slytherin for merlins sake
  • and now he’s talking to all her friends
  • and shes cool with it because he’s nice
  • and when they start dating
  • then one of the other Slytherins confronts her about it over breakfast
  • and everyones like I knew it
  • Dumbledore slides a galleon over to McGonagall cause she totally knew it
  • and maybe thats why she always paired them up in transfiguration
  • and slytherin is glaring at him from across the quidditch pitch because dammit that stupid Hufflepuff is not going to get that dumb ass snitch before I do
  • but he sees it first
  • and he checks to see if shes seen it to just before he dives
  • and in that split second that he catches her eye
  • she mouthes I love you
  • and hes frozen
  • because holy shit she just said she loves me
  • what do I do
  • do I say it back
  • why is she going down to the ground
  • fuck is she crying
  • why is she screaming
  • why is she holding the snitch
  • and then he realises
  • that sneaky little-
  • but shes smiling and shes so happy
  • and know one else saw what she said
  • but she catches his eye in the crowd
  • and her smile lessens a bit but she nods
  • she meant it
  • and that was just as good as her screaming out to the world
  • because in that moment it was just them on the pitch
  • staring at each other
  • and he mouthed it back
  • I love you



I kept typing and then going no no no no I don’t like it

anyway here it is, enjoy :)

can we all please just take a moment to discuss Lars’ posture in Lars’ Head?

so this is the first time they use the portal when Lars is still like “holy moly im pink!” and all and his posture shows it, the “I’m learning stuff and am willing to let you take charge” pose which is cool and all but whats really interesting (since theres no real evidence for how the second one went) is the third time

post hugging Lars and steven are now sharing an emotionally private moment, notice how everyone was in the first photo and now its just the two of them. Lars is on his knees still, and the way this interaction goes id say hes treating Steven like an equal which is really cool cause in the next one

look at that. Look at that!!!!! That posture and his face and body language is not only Lars coming to terms with the fact that hes sending Steven away, his only companion and bridge between these strange people but BUT hes also protecting Steven and his posture shows it. Its reminiscent of how a knight would look pledging their life to their king or just superior in general and thats just really cool cause that means that Lars is literally putting his life on the life to protect him, starting in on a life debt which is also in contrast to when they first knew each other and Lars wanted nothing to do with Steven and this is just so beautiful


soulmate! doyoung

i feel a little biased cause like all my posts r about the same people bUT IN MY DEFENCE no ones requesting any other members ;’’’)))


- hmmm ok

- so this is the soulmate au where you have a timer on ur wrist and it counts down the time until u find them

- so when you’re young you don’t rly know whats going on

- like u look at your parents but they don’t have timers

- “mom? whats thi-”

- “omG YOU R SOULMATE TIMER~!!! but you’re so young! it usually doesn’t come until your 19?”

- see, you’re like 13,,,,,and your timer says you’ll meet your soulmate in 3 days 

- aka the first day of school

- you’re pretty hype but you don’t rly know what happens when you meet them

-so for the next 3 days you practice how you’ll introduce yourself to them

- “hey! I’m y/n and you’re my soul- ahhh thats cheesy”

- “are you my soulmate? cause my timer is goi- that sounds like a pick up liNE”

- anyway time skip 2 the first day of school

- u be sweating because it says 1 minute and you’re all sitting in class waiting for the last student to come in

- anD BOOm

- a cutie patootie walks into the class and is like 

- “hello im doyou-”

- he stops cause you guys make eye contact and both of ur timers go off

- in front of the whole class

- the teacher is all like ;)))) and lets u guys sit beside each other

- but its suppperrr awkward

- like 

- “uh,,,,,,,,,hello,,,,,soulmate”

- like the whole class is watching y'all for some drAMa

- but there is none

- like you do admit, doyoung is hELLA cUTE

- and he thinks that about you too

- y'all become rly close but don’t rly “date” cause you’re too young


- all ur friends r jealous cause they haven’t gotten theirs

- time skip 5 years

- you guys r 18 now

- and almost all your friends have found their soulmatezzz

- you n doyoung haven’t rly officially started dating yet



- !!!!!!!!

- like you guys hold hands n cuddle

- but u haven’t gone the extra step

- actually,,,,both of u haven’t even kissed yet


- its ok tho!!! cause doyoung is preparing something big 4 ur 19th bday

- he’s been practicing for months and he’s so ready to show u

- time skip 2 ur bday

- you don’t see doyoung like anywhere and you’re hellA confused

- so like u walk onto the sidewalk and sEE

- doyoung in the streets with a bunch of his friends

- been the curious kid u r, u go over and see whats happening


- doyoung like strumming his guitar but then notices u 

- “this is loongng overdue but i hope you can’t accept it”


- then doyoung starts singing and wow!!! you’ve never heard that voice b4!!!

- u then take in the lyrics and realize that he’s taking about you

- an d how grateful he is to be your soulmate

- and how happy he is 

- because out of 7 billion people, its you thats his soulmate

- he couldn’t be any happier

- so at the end of the song when you’re low-key tearing up,,, he looks at you with so much love in his eyes anD UghgHGughUGhu

- “y/n, i love you so much, please be my girlfriend”


- you guys like hug an,,,,d



- it was so sweet n perfect like doyoungs lips moulded perfectly with yours

- low-key the passer byes were disappointed cause they thought he was proposing or smh but nevertheless!! they were happy :)

- its kind of funny, cause you guys met when u were 13 but didn’t rly consider the fact that you guys were soulmates. it was like a normal middle school crush but much more than that + you knew that he liked you back

- u nd doyoung are actually perfect for each other, like thats probably why y'all r soulmates ;))))))))))




send me asks!!!!!! i need em!!!

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Before you and Steve were ever in a relationship, he would treat you with the highest amount of respect, more than the others, he would do things for you that he wouldn’t do for the others, he would give you cute nicknames and just in general treat you like a queen. He was honestly the nicest man you had ever met. Everyone would tease him calling him whipped and completely in love but Steve didn’t care, he just simply told them he knew how to treat a lady. Which was true.

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This is our happy ending(Gallavich au)||Chapter 4

Chapters: 1 2 3

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Description: What if there was no sammi? What if sex wasn’t what started Ian and Mickeys relationship but a friendship did. What if Terry never caught them because there was nothing to catch? What if drunk Ian tells Mickey how he feels? In a world where Mickey is never locked up and feelings begin to come out, will Ian and Mickey get the happy ending they both always wanted? What about the rest of the Milkovich-Gallagher clan? Will their relationships last? Who knew so many Milkovichs would fall for Gallaghers.

Originally posted by eleonormradleygiotto

Ian’s movements shocked Mickey at first, he wasn’t sure this was real but he was going for it. After Mickey had told Ian the 3 words he had been dying to hear for so long he ran over and started kissing him, Ian now sitting on his lap.

It felt like a dream for both of them. Both of them fearing pulling away or opening their eyes as they felt like if they did it would all be a dream and none of it would happen. This was everything either had ever wanted for a long time.

Finally after neither of them could breathe Ian pulled away, sadly. Though he still remained on Mickeys lap. He looked into mickeys beautiful blue eyes before he spoke.

“How long?” Ian asked, Mickey knowing what he was talking about.

“About 3 years.. ever since you told me I deserved someone better. Ever since I realized that you fixed me every fucking time you saw a crack. I’ve changed so much, in the best possible way because of you. I fell in love with you little by little and I couldn’t stop myself” Mickey said, kind of sadly. The kiss had been so amazing to him, nothing felt better then Ian sitting here with him, kissing him, loving him.

“You kissed me.. so I’m guessing you feel the same?” Mickey added on. Still scared that his answer would be no. That it was just an impulse and that he didn’t feel the same.

“Every since I walked in to you sleeping on the couch the week after we moved in. You looked so comfortable and so soft and all I wanted to do was get behind you and fall asleep next to you. Then your smile made my stomach feel like a zoo and then all I wanted to do what kiss you. And when that asshole made you sad it made me so angry, I kept thinking to myself “how could someone hurt my mick” but then I realized that you weren’t mine and I’ve been falling harder for you ever since” Ian said truthfully, looking down. This was a sad topic for them, they didn’t want to admit that their fears were the reason both of them had been dealing with the pain of not having each other for years.

“Hey, look at me. Neither of us said anything.. Mickey Milkovich isn’t scared of many things, but losing you is one of them"He told the ginger sitting on him. Mick felt so open and vulnerable, he had mixed emotions about it, Mickey Milkovich wasn’t the one who admits he’s scared or talks about his feelings like some tree huggers at a picnic but he also felt the need to be open with the younger boy, to tell him whats on his mind and how he’s feeling every second of the day. He brought his lips up to Ian again, this time being different than the first. There was so much need and love and lust in this, the other one was sweet and simple but this was so much more. Mickey felt Ian grind his hips on him.Oh boy. Mickey could tell that Ian wanted to take this further and he wasn’t going to lie and say that he didn’t want the same. He wanted to be Ians and Ians to be his. He wanted to kiss every part of the boys body, leaving marks here and there.

Ian deepen the kiss, pulling at Mickeys lip causing a moan to come out of his mouth. Ian smirked and detached his lips from his bring them to his neck. It took Ian a moment to find his sweet spot but when he did Mickey immediately brought his hands to Ians ass. Mickey had never felt so turned on, between Ian grinding on his hard on and the attack on his neck it felt like heaven.

Suddenly Ian stopped and got off him. Mickey frowned, had Ian decided he hadn’t wanted it? Maybe it was too fast.

Ian stopped when he was closer to the bedroom, turning around to meet mickeys now sad eyes. Ian didn’t say anything, he just simply put out his hand. The smile on Micks face was so much more than priceless.He got up faster than Ian had ever seen, before taking his hand and walked into the bedroom with him.


Ian rolled off Mickey, both of them panting like crazy.

“Why haven’t we been doing this since the beginning?” Mickey asked,turning to look into Ians eyes, causing a small laugh to come from the boy who had been wondering the same thing. Ian looked at the blue eyed boy and just paused for a moment, looking into his beautiful eyes. Everything felt so fucking right in this moment. Ian felt complete and happy and just everything he had ever asked for with the man he had aways wanted.

“Whatcha looking at firecrotch?” A huge smiled fell on ians lips.

“Really? Firecrotch?” he asked, laughing a little. Ian knew this nickname would stick around.

“Yes really, we all knew it was matching but now ive seen it for myself so I can call you that. Been working on the nickname for a while” Mickey smiled again.

Both of them had just felt so happy in that moment, like nothing could break them. Ian brought his lips back to Mickeys, he could only last so long without feeling the need to put them back where they belonged.
“Round 2?” He asked happily.

“And 3” Ian said placing a miss on his neck.

“And 4” he making his way down the boys torso making his way to Mickeys length.


It was safe to say that if anyone had gone to the apartment over the next 3 days it was a mistake unless you wanted to see one or both naked, hearing loud moans and swearing or nothing at all but thats only when they were sleeping. All of the sex had stopped today as it was Friday and that was one Yev and Svetlana were coming over for dinner.

To say both of the boys were nervous was an understatement.

“What if I fuck up again Ian? What if he doesn’t want me for a dad? ” Mickey said laying on the bed with Ian.

“Listen to me, you are going to be an amazing dad, because you care. You are going to be everything in a dad that we didn’t have but most importantly you’ll have me and we will do all of this together Mick. Maybe it won’t be as scary if you don’t face it alone” Ian said to him.

Both of the boys were now laying on their sides, their arms against one anothers and their faces only centimeters apart, both of them looking onto each others eyes. Although they hadn’t made it official and Ian was a little scared to ask he knew that what the two of them had was more than just sex because honestly the sex was more than just sex and it meant more. He knew that at some point Mickey would ask or talk his feelings for Ian and thats when he would ask what he wanted to be, what he wanted out of this but right now all he knew is that whatever this was he liked it, loved it even and wanted it to last.

“Your really gonna stay?” Mickey asked him, worry and fear shining through out his eyes. Everyone had seem to leave Mickey, his mom, his ex, his “friends”, he just didn’t want Ian to be like the rest.

“Of course Mick, I didn’t leave when you told me about him and I wont leave at any point, We are in this together baby” Ian said placing a kiss on his forehead. It it was anyone else Mickey would have grabbed their jaw and told them that if they tired that again he would rip their lips off, but not Ian, Ian could kiss Mickey anywhere and at time and hed be fine with that.


“Ill be right back” Mickey said to Ian as he got up from the bar stool and walked into his bedroom as he head his phone ring.

“Hey Tony whats up?” He asked. He hadn’t heard from him in a while, not since he told his brothers that he wanted to be legit and was out of the game.

“I have a business opportunity for you” He said over the phone, He said it before and he’ll say it again, he was legit now.

“Tony im legit now and Im not going back. Im not going on runs or doing any of that Kinda shit, not now” He said referring to Ian and yev. He wanted to be legit for his boys and no amount of money could change that.

“Its not that kind of business Mickey, its legit. The own of the garage I work for died and since he didnt have any sons he left it to me. I want to open it up with the Milkovich brothers and I want you there. You were amazing with cars to begin with, I can work my way around a car and so can Colin and we can teach Igs or he can do a different part. Dads in jail and all of us want out Mick” Mickey listened to his brother, he could hear the truth and realness in his older brothers voice. The idea sounded amazing, Mickey was working at a garage now but he hated the owner and the hours he got, plus it would be nice, all 4 brothers working together.

“Let me think Yeah? Ill get back to you at the end of the day” Mickey said grabbing a smoke from the pack and bringing it to his lips. Tony said goodbye before he hung up the phone and walked into the kitchen to see Ian making dinner. Mickey had wanted to talk to Ian about it, make sure Ian supported it all.

“My brother just called me” He told the chef and sat on the bar stool once again.





“So Tony” Ian said after the third try, causing Mick to shake his head.

“He told me that his boss passed away and gave Tony the garage, he wants all of us working there. Like some family shit or something. He told me Him and Colin want to be legit now that Terry was locked away and probably wont get out for a while” He said, looking at Ians face.

“Thats an amazing idea. Maybe one of you could teach carl some things about cars, He tired to get into the grade 11 auto class at school but they were full. He was pretty upset about it actually. But I think its an amazing idea babe, you’d be your own boss, No more waking me up coming home at ungodly hours” He smiled. Mickey liked that he had so much support from the ginger boy. Little did Mickey know that Ian would support him 100% in anything he wanted to do.


There was a knock on the door at 6. Right on time. Mickey answered the door and the little boy ran right into Mickeys knees hugging them. That was the day Mickeys heart grew three sizes bigger. This kid was fucking adorable.

“Hi daddy” He said looking up at the older boy. Yevs eyes were just as blue and sparkly as Mickeys were, his big eyes were adorable on the small boy. Mickey could definitely get use to this.

“Hey little guy” Mickey said bending down and picking his son up. Mickey had started asking him how kindergraden was going when Svet noticed Ian in the kitchen and walked over.

“Hello Carrot boy” She said sitting down on the bar stool.

“Hey lana” He smiled at her.

“I hope you don’t mind me being here, Mickey was nervous so I told him Id be here” He added looking at her, she just laughed.

“Never I think you wouldn’t be here. I have seen Mickey a few times since he’s moved in here and every time he has something to say about you. I knew you’d be in my sons life as much as he would be” She said causing Ian to blush a little. Mickey talked about him.

On the other side of the apartment Yev sat on Mickeys lap as they talked.

“Daddy, who’s that man?” Mickey said pointing to Ian.

“Thats daddy’s boyfriend, His name is Ian. Normally he’s around all the time” Mickey told the little boys who’s eyes filed with wonder.

“Do you love him?” He asked

“Geez kid, hard questions your asking here. Yes I do but shhh, you cant tell him yet its a secrete” Mickey said before kissing the little guys forehead. This kid was growing on Mick faster that Ian did.

“There is this guy named chuck, he takes my fruit snacks and when I told him no he hit me” Yev told his dad as they sat at the dinner table.

“What did you do?” Mickey asked, Mickey had hopped with every fibber of his being that his son would have answered with a “Hit him” because then he would know he was really his son but his answer was close enough.

“Well I was gonna hit him back but the teacher came so i didn’t get a chance”

“Thats my son” Mickey laughed causing Svet to look at him and Ian to laugh.

“I mean no, hitting is wrong and it can get you in alot of trouble” Mickey crooked out, he thought coming out was hard, nothing compared to just telling his son that.

“So what do you guys do? Momma works at a bar, do you work their too?” Yev asked turning to the boys.

“No, I work helping sick people and your dad works on cars” Ian said smiling at the little boy.

“Really you do?!” He asked turning to Mickey and making car sounds from his mouth. This was definitely his son.

Svet just watched, she was so fucking happy that her son finally got his dad back and maybe carrot boy would be good for too.

Baby Gray

Requested by Anon - Can you write about Michael from PB? Anything really.. preferably fluff… I have no ideas for plot so it’s totally up to you hope thats not too hard :) thank you

Word Count – 421

Characters – Michael x Reader

You and Michael had been married for just shy of six months and you had made and been to an appointment and just gotten the news back. Only you and Polly knew since she had came with you.
‘So when you tellin’ him?’ Polly asked. She knew you were still in shock.
‘Don’t know Polly. We haven’t talked ‘bout this.’ You told her and she nodded pouring you a cup of tea.
‘Dear, he married you. He loves you, I know he will. If he don’t though come and tell me. I put my son in place.’ Polly said and you chuckled lightly.
‘Okay.’ You replied. You finished the cup of tea before you grabbed your coat and were on your way with a kiss on encouragement from Pol.
You entered your household and took of your jacket, heading into the kitchen to see Michael smoking.
‘Hey.’ You said smiling.
‘Hello.’ He said as he put out the cigarette and pulled you onto his lap.
‘Where were you today?’ he asked you. He placed a kiss on your forehead.
‘With Polly.’ You said as you picked up the papers.
‘Why?’ He asked curiously about why you were with his mum.
‘We talked for a while, that’s all.’ You stated to him and he nodded.
‘About what?’
‘The surprise I have to tell you.’ You said to him as you stood up. He watched you with a confused look. He stood up and followed you.
‘What’s the surprise?’ He asked and you smiled before he walked up to you and wrapped you in his arms. You placed your arms and pulled him down slightly so you could whisper in his ear.
‘Well daddy… you have to wait nine months.’ You said into his ear. He pulled back quickly with a big smiled.
‘We’re gonna be parents?’ He asked and you nodded.
‘We’re gonna be parents!’ He said and you giggled as he lifted you up and spun you around.
‘Yeah.’ You said as you looked into his eyes. He pressed kisses all over your face. Repeatedly saying I love you over and over.
‘How far along?’ He asked as he finally put you down, placing one of his hands on your stomach and the other behind you neck, keeping you close.
‘They said roughly between two and three months.’ You told him and he placed a loving kiss on your lips before pulling away and bending down to talk to your stomach. You smiled as you watched him interact with them already.

Originally posted by bonniebird

anonymous asked:

I really thought Silver was going to say "it wasn't... enough" jc

people keep saying this but i honestly cant fathom him saying that to james not after he knows that he has lost the same twice over. silver blames himself for this in the same way that james blames himself for miranda’s death. he let her be there. he let her put herself in harms way just like james did with miranda by allowing her to go to charlestown. i know people might parallel silver losing madi with james losing thomas and think silver is going to blame him the same way part of james blamed miranda. but i think the difference there is that james did do everything he could in that situation to keep madi safe. whereas he didnt do anything to save thomas. 

idk i just cant imagine silver being that cold thats why i didnt expect him to say anything hurtful to james in that moment. if hes angry at anyone its at himself about not listening to billy when he said that flint’s war would consume her. like he knew the pattern but he ignored it because he loves flint and he cant choose between him and madi. so i think hes blaming himself for that, not james. he’s battling with himself because he wasnt strong enough to choose between them, even when flint chose for him. even when flint was willing to give up the war and the treasure for him. so no, he cant blame james for this. he could never accuse him of not doing ‘enough’, he has no right to that