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The Fourth House - The House of Home

This is the fourth part of a twelve part series briefly explaining how the signs work in each house. Enjoy!

Ah, the House of Home, where the Moon and Cancer are rulers. It is in this house where you begin to learn what it means to say there is no place like home. You have found security, what nurtures you, keeps you in peace, and are ready to plant a home in this safe space. Having undergone the experiences that have shaped you to the person you are today, it is here where you decide: “yes, this is what I will call home because it keeps me protected.” The events that might have occurred in your life to realize what type of place you’re calling home can be of the relationship between your nurturer, such as your mother or father, regardless if these relationships were good or bad. (With further research these relationships can be analyzed with this placement.) Another aspect of home is where you come from, such as finding out your ancestry, heritage, and what you consider to be your culture. Since we are home, this is the private self that comes into play. We are home after a long day at work and are finally at the dinner table with our loved ones where we can be ourselves. It is also in this house where we express how we want to guide our loved ones to help them achieve what we believe is a full life. All in all, the Fourth House represents memories, photo albums, family, and everything you would call home. 

Aries in the Fourth House: So we know Aries always wants to be number one, and to be number one you always have to be achieving something. You are the same way at home. You may always be doing something in the house that involves action, like cleaning, painting, or rearranging furniture. If something needs to get done in the house, you do it. However, this can also be a bad thing because you may limit someone else from learning how to do for themselves and can be overbearing. Just because you can get the job done right and fast, doesn’t mean you should always do it. Be the leader, but do it in a way that others feel right following you. 

Taurus in the Fourth House: Having financial security and stability are what makes you feel like you are home. Not only for yourself but also your loved ones since this is how you feel protected. The drive that you have to achieve these things serves as a guide to the people in your life who might need some assistance in building better lives for themselves. However, you can come off too forceful so try to ease up a bit and let others ask for your help. Overall, your presence is a strong one and will not go unnoticed. You are extremely influential to the people around you so you have the power to lead people down the right paths of life if you learn to not let your temper get the best of you. 

Gemini in the Fourth House: The mind of a Gemini is always restless. Your family may know you as being energetic, talkative, and always up to something. There is never a dull moment with you because you’re full of curiosities and putting your thoughts into action. The perfect home for you involves a safe space where you can comfortably communicate with those around you and have them feel just as comfortable. Knowledge is power and being able to send that message is how you affect people’s lives. You want people to expand their minds to their full potential, as you would want for yourself, and when you achieve this, you are home. 

Cancer in the Fourth House: The familiar is home to you. How you were raised as a child can very well be a reflection of how you may set a home for yourself today or in the future. You have a strong sense to nurture and protect as any Cancer would, however, these qualities are much stronger in this placement since this is where Cancer rules.Your emotions have great power and can set people in the right direction if you learn to use them for good and not just be an emotional mess. In order to be the mother or nurturer to your loved ones you have to guard your feelings and be strong with your emotions. This way those around you can also learn how to be more in tune with their own emotions, and what better way to learn than from you. 

Leo in the Fourth House: You have a light in you that yearns to be shined at all times. Around family and loved ones you wish to be at the center of attention and it can cause you stress when you are not. You must learn that others may feel unimportant around you because you might not let them have a chance at the spotlight. Everyone has a light of their own so it is crucial for you to see that others want to be recognized too. Once you understand and are in tune with your ego and sense of self, this is how you will influence others in making lives for themselves. Since this is the house of home and togetherness you may find it difficult to lead others because all you want is to be the center of them. The Leo placement in the home can be one more of learning than of teaching. 

Virgo in the Fourth House: Very detail-oriented, the way you establish a home for yourself is through creating a routine based life. You can be the stereotypical Virgo of being a neat freak at home when you’re being critical on the house itself or your family. You set high standards for yourself and loved ones often causing stress in everyone because you make them feel like they have to be perfect, but perfection doesn’t exist. You have a strong sense of intuition like a mother’s intuition which helps you be of great service and a counselor: the ultimate goal of Virgo. People may be attracted to asking you for advice but there is a reason and you may have the answers to things you wouldn’t even imagine, all you have to do is dig into your intuition.  

Libra in the Fourth House: Living in harmony and peace is the only thing this Libra could ever ask for. When your family is in a good place and coming home feels relaxing and loving, this is when you are most happy. You are the peacemaker so your family has gotten use to you being the mediator and can constantly expect you to be the one to make everyone get along again. You don’t mind this too much because in the end you need the love of your family to survive. You can be somewhat dependent on others and are not too fond of being alone, but to avoid unhappiness, you must learn to find peace and harmony all on your own. 

Scorpio in the Fourth House: Since we are entering a private space, it is here where Scorpio feels comfortable enough to let their guard down. You may have deep, intimate relationships with your family members since you want to know them to their deepest, darkest level because you believe this is truly knowing a person. To them, however, you will always be a mystery. You have a powerful aura and it can express strong feelings of intimacy and depth. You may come off controlling to get what you want and this can be a turn off. Your highs will be very high and your lows very low so if you find yourself at a very low point try not to bring others down with you. Instead bring them with you when you come back up and aim higher.

Sagittarius in the Fourth House: With how much you love the outdoors, adventure, and exploring, your home will be a reflection of that. Doesn’t a house with big open windows looking out the forest sound beautiful? With walls filled of photographs of all the places you have travelled to. Freedom and independence are everything to you so you can make a home out of just about any space that is comfortable. You can teach people to be more independent and a bit more self centered, but in a good way. You show others that it is okay to be on your own and do things for yourself because in the end we really only have ourselves so why not make a home within ourselves so that wherever your travels take you, you are home. 

Capricorn in the Fourth House: At home you feel best being the provider and ensuring that everyone feels safe, protected, and emotionally satisfied. Troubles of unity may rise for the Capricorn in this house because this house is ruled by its opposite, Cancer. Where Cancer may be telling everyone how they feel, Capricorn keeps to themselves. You must learn to help others find purpose in life and not keep quiet of your intelligence because it might be that extra help they need. You may feel as though your words do not matter to people so you stay out of their lives, but in this house we are not meant to be alone so it is essential that you learn to find a home with your loved ones. You may have strong doubts within yourself because of the way you grew up but you must find confidence within yourself and mend any broken ties in your family. 

Aquarius in the Fourth House: As eccentric as the Aquarius is, your home is nothing of the ordinary. You will be interested in the innovative and your home will show for that with the newest technologies or even by the amount of times you move around. With family, you enjoy bringing everyone together but will not be tied down by them. If anything, you enjoy being in a group setting only to show off how different you are from everyone else. However, it is in this setting where you must learn that what you say has a strong influence on people so you should use that to direct them in their lives. You tend to want to help humanity as a whole forgetting that each individual has emotions that need to be understood. You will for the most part be independent in your domestic affairs but this is the house of home so don’t forget that we must come together here.

Pisces in the Fourth House: In the home, you will probably give yourself to your family more than you should. Everyone will continue to take as long as you keep giving. Your unhappiness should not equal their happiness, this is where your strong sense of empathy can get you into trouble. Your safe space is anywhere where you can be as imaginative as you want to be. Your mind explores places one cannot even dream so we may never really know you. You, however, are very intuitive and psychic about the feelings of others so you will know most of what is going on in the household. This can bring you to smother the ones you love because all you want to do is protect them but guilt tripping them to make them feel empathetic towards you is only going to push them away.

Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed this short analysis!

- Astrologia xo

SUPER TEXT LIST! (Texts From Last Night Inspired)

originally from frommemetoyou

  • [text] Are you lost?
  • [text] NO! That was a typo
  • [text] Did you buy it?
  • [text] I think I’m a mermaid
  • [text] I know it’s 3am, but come over and cook for me. 
  • [text] Too lazy to booty call, so have this text instead
  • [text] Need to bury a body, it’s urgent.
  • [text] Are you sure there’s no monsters?
  • [text] It was an accident.
  • [text] lol fuk da police
  • [text] send me a picture and i’ll be home quicker ;)
  • [text] Well maybe I broke my tongue!
  • [text] Please tell me you’re free today! I’ve got some big news today.
  • [text] Got a spare ticket, do you want to come?
  • [text] Do you have a spare mankini I can borrow?
  • [text] Is fancy dress allowed at the wedding?
  • [text] I was using my old baby blanket as a makeshift skirt because no pants
  • [text] We were banging then all I remember is coming down hard and smashing my top teeth off his forehead… I just rolled off and tapped out. 
  • [text] Like alphabetically, I’d say a t?
  • [text] I’m sorry if throwing up in the back of your dad’s car ruined our friendship :(
  • [text] there is absolutely nothing wrong with two grown men staying up all night singing karaoke and drink out of juice cartons. don’t judge me.
  • [text] I found a door knob in my purse this morning, I hope whoever it belonged to doesn’t need it today.
  • [text] Do you know where I am?
  • [text] My wedding is in 5 hours and I have no idea where I am. Help!
  • [text] We played Rock Paper Scissors to see who would get a piggy back ride home. I’ve never been so broken.
  • [text] Is “head down ass up” an appropriate way to say good morning?
  • [text] That is definitely not healthy, in fact I’m not sure it’s legal to send that sort of picture?
  • [text] There isn’t enough cookie dough ice cream at home, so I’ll be heartbroken tomorrow instead.
  • [text] Not sure if I took a nap or went to another dimension
  • [text] No no don’t leave me, who’s going to walk me home
  • [text] She wheeled me home in a trolley and sad she loved me, I think I win.
  • [text] My dick just got serenaded.
  • [text] I ate the whole wheel of cheese. Help.
  • [text] I’ve been hiding under the bed for the past 20 minutes, and now they’re getting into it and it’s a little too late for me to jump out and surprise them. So expect a live sex updates
  • [text] The fridge is fully stocked. I’m either hallucinating or this is a miracle
  • [text] I need you to help me clean the house because I have visitors in less than an hour???
  • [text] Your brother is at the front door- WHAT DO I SAY?!
  • [text] It’s all fun and games till someone says you’re so pretty they could punch you and they, you know, punch you
  • [text] I’m in A&E but I don’t really know why
  • [text] Went to bed with a 10, just about woke up with a 2 and a half
  • [text] I think I’m officially a homewrecker because his wife just walked in screaming and he said it’s not what it looks like. I mean what else could it look like? I wasn’t trimming his hairs with my mouth?!
  • [text] My night ended with me crying in a gutter, I hate you.
  • [text] He’s decorated the toilet with his urine. I never want to see him ever again, tell him he has 2 minutes to get out of our house.
  • [text] Don’t talk to me! You tried to trade me for a glass of wine and a cigarette!
  • [text] I promise I’ll get everyone to jelly wrestle with us xox
  • [text] I am armed with a crown, a sash and a bouquet of flowers. Don’t test me.
  • [text] I think I got married last night?
  • [text] I think I got married on impulse last night… and after looking a second time, I don’t think i’ve made any mistakes.
  • [text] My mouth tastes like poor choices
  • [text] I didn’t let go of the mechanical bull, but they had to pull me off because… it was rough just the way I like it and I think that showed?
  • [text] If I say it was accidental you’ll just say I’m lying
  • [text] There is an alarming amount of glitter in my… everywhere
  • [text] You’re my hero
  • [text] You’re the worst thing to ever happen to me, thank you
  • [text] Have you ever had a good idea in your life?
  • [text] Are we going to end up in the hospital again?
  • [text] It’s not a good night if I don’t end up crying into your mother’s lap.
  • [text] Mark my words, your dad will be my sugar daddy, he’ll marry me and you’ll have to call me momma bear and I will interrupt your sex life with condoms and condiments.
  • [text] I’m may be allergic to nuts, but not his.
  • [text] She high fived me out of pity
  • [text] You walked in wearing nothing but a beekeeper mask
  • [text] You just walked in, rated their performance, dragged in three other people to clap for them, then walked back out.
  • [text] You kept calling me baby Jesus and trying to see what wise men had to say about my hair…
  • [text] I am a responsible adult. I tied up my hair before I puked
  • [text] I am a responsible adult, I brought home a lost kitten and let it shit in your room
  • [text] I accidentally talked myself into a threesome, when did I become so smooth?
  • [text] It may or may not have been your sister…
  • [text] It may or may not have been your brother…
  • [text] If you’re not coming over with food, don’t come over at all
  • [text] Call me and get me out of this conversation NOW. My co-worker is talking to me about her birds having sex again…
  • [text] Buy me a helicopter, I will give you the last slice of pizza. pls. this is important. okay maybe the crust?
  • [text] Let’s never forget the time I met you while you were running down the street naked and in handcuffs.
  • [text] I tried to put lipstick on my eyeballs, help.
  • [text] I told her my cum counts as protein shake and she sent a text to my gran saying I ate her cat.
  • [text] If you don’t fuck me hard, rough, and senseless the minute we’re alone in your room, I’m returning you to the boyfriend store
  • [text] I accidentally sexted your mum, I’m sorry xox
  • [text] There can only be one screw up per family and I was here first. Get your shit together bro
  • [text] I feel like you’re pretending I didn’t bail you out of jail last night for trying to staple a cushion to the top of their car so you had a “comfy place to sit”
  • [text] You climbed the fence and then started crying because you were scared of hamsters, I really don’t know what you took, but you need a babysitter.
  • [text]  I wish we could all take a bath together. Not in a “let’s fuck” way. But in a relaxing drunk in the tub sort of “let me wash your hair” way.
Blue Skies and Possibilities (Lin/Reader Soulmate AU)

Summary: In a world where you can only see color once you make physical contact with your soulmate, you’re keeping your hands to yourself. Fate has other plans.

Word Count: 8642

Note: Thank you to @the-real-tony-stank for reading this ahead of time and being so sweet and to @thatoneimaginesblog for giving me a cute idea that pops up in here and putting up with a lot of Lin pictures while this got written.

You were in the forest again.

There was light streaming through the trees, and the vivid color of the leaves told you that you were dreaming. You felt a flutter in your stomach and smiled to yourself. If there was color, that meant he would be here. You let your instincts take over and walked swiftly in the direction the creek you’d visited so many times before.

There he was, just like you knew he’d be. He turned to you with a boyish smile on his face and you felt like you had just gotten home after a long trip away. You didn’t have a name to attach to the color of his eyes, but you knew they were deep and familiar. He held out a hand to you and you grabbed it, never knowing how much time you’d have here. Tonight was a lucky one. You spent what felt like an entire summer in the woods, neither of you speaking but somehow communicating anyway.

When you heard a buzzing in the distance, you knew your time was up. You held tight to his hand, but the world around you faded anyway. The feeling of his fingers laced with yours was the last thing to slip away.

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Day Three | Part 3

Summary: You have a crush on Peter, but Peter has eyes for someone else. Will you ever get the boy of your dreams or will you have to remain friends and move on?

Characters: Peter Parker (Tom Holland) x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,274

A/N: I’m on a roll guys!! I would also like to thank every single one of you for sending me feedback and loving everything so far. I haven’t been this excited to write, in a really long time, so thank you! Part two can be found here.

It was Twin Day at school today and you had coordinated with Michelle to be punk rockers. Typical theme, but it got the job done. In the morning, you both pestered Ned to take pictures of the both of you. Ned, however, was missing his twin, Peter, who hadn’t shown up to school yet. You didn’t see him leave the building this morning or the train. You thought he would be here with all the excitement that happened yesterday with him. It wasn’t also typical for Peter Parker to be skipping school, maybe Tony Stark had just kept him for the day, and the school excused him.

As the warning bell rang to get to class, Liz out of all people approached you.

“(Y/N)! Do you know where Peter is? I want to talk to him about Homecoming,” she said.

“No, I haven’t seen him this morning. None of us had. You should try ringing him,” you said.

“I did, he didn’t pick up. Oh well. Thanks,” and with that Liz was on her way to homeroom and so were you and Michelle.

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Little Sick Stark

Pairing/Characters: Dad!Tony x Daughter!Reader

Warnings: Reader gets sick, near death experience

Summary: When you don’t come by your dad’s office one day, Tony wonders where you are only to receive a phone call that answers his question.

Word Count: 862

A/N: A few hundred words less then what I usually write but I hope it’s alright! I’ve never experience appendicitis either so I just googled hahhaa! Please don’t hesitate to leave me feedback as I do love reading all of your reactions because it makes me smile! My ask is linked at the bottom along with my masterlist!

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strawberry + banana ▹ jk | M

❝hello! i’m a new writer and this will be my first scenario on tumblr. it’ll be an altered request (that you can find the original for here) but i hope you like it all the same ;; i’ll be posting more soon though so please send in requests! ◉◡◉❞

jungkook | smut | enemies to lovers au | one thousand words | request

“I was being fucking sarcastic.”

“I know, mosquito. It’s one of your many charms and why I’m the only person who can stand to be around you.

"You can’t stand me, though.”

“I was being sarcastic.”

warnings: smut | graphic language | jk being annoying

gif credit: here.

“Hey there, mosquito tits.”

“Hey yourself, bubble butt.”

This was a common exchange between the two of you—from mortal enemies to best friends. It started when you were paired together for a science project. Not the best idea on your teacher’s part because his favorite class was lunch.

Lunch wasn’t even a class.

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anonymous asked:

Can I request a fic with young, prefall Jack Morrison and/or Gabriel Reyes? Reader is a new recruit and after seeing one or both of the men she makes a side comment to her friend about their attractiveness but they hear her.

((A/N - Reader and friend kept gender neutral so can hopefully be suitable for everyone. Please let me know of any errors, and I hope you enjoy!))

To say you were nervous was an understatement. It wasn’t butterflies in your stomach, more like over excitable bats flittering around making you want to churn. Today was the day where you and the other trainees found out if you were accepted into Overwatch.

You personally hadn’t experienced any wrongdoings with hostile Omnics, but you could definitely see that the world was going to shit because of it. You didn’t want to be one of those people perched on their high horses - you wanted to help.

After months of vigorous training and battling through harsh conditions that weeded out the weak, you had made it to the end. Your body had changed in that time, become leaner and faster. You’d be surprised if you weren’t accepted.

Straightening the light blue blazer you had been assigned to wear for today, you glanced in the mirror. You wondered how many people had worn it. How many people had worn their heart on their sleeve from not being able to join. Grimacing in disgust at yourself, you carefully rolled the sleeves up, showing the white fabric lining. That’s better, you thought.

Tap tap.

You turned and faced the door, adjusting your hair slightly.

“It’s open!”

The door handle turned and in walked one of your friends that you had made throughout the rigorous training.

“Hey, love. You ready? The car’s here”
 You nodded, walking over the threshold. You grabbed your keys and phone on the way out.


Why was everyone in Overwatch so attractive? Sure, you’d seen posters of heroes but never had you seen them in person. Sitting four rows from the front of the stage, you had a pretty good view of who they called Strike Commander Morrison and Commander Reyes, even if the sun was in your eyes. They were talking about general admittance, but also that if people weren’t accepted it wasn’t the end of the world and there’s always a silver lining.

You hoped you didn’t need that silver lining.

A lady called Captain Amari took over, instructing everyone if their name was called out to gather over where Morrison and Reyes were standing. She started reading the list off of her holopad.

Your heart practically skipped a beat when yours was the first name called. Standing up, you felt a few hands clap your back and you grinned. You passed a tiny wave to your friend, whose mouth was agape.

Good luck! You mouthed.

Captain Amari kept on reeling the names off, one by one. You proudly made your way over to the duo, whose eyes were on you and smiles welcoming.

“Welcome to Overwatch, Recruit (L/N).” Morrison greeted you.

“Thank you, sir. It’s a pleasure.” You could barely contain your excitement.

“Eager.” Was all Reyes said.

You raised your eyebrows slightly.
“Of course, sir. Would you rather me be dreading this?”

Reyes raised his eyebrow slightly, tilting his head. He leaned over and whispered something in Morrison’s ear. He blushed and gave Reyes a good thump in the stomach. The Strike Commander shook his head at Reyes’ cackles, you still standing there not knowing how to react.

Other recruits came filing over, which put you at ease. Whether you made a good impression on your Commanders, you have no idea. A hand came through by your elbow and linked arms. You gasped slightly when you realised it was your friend, turning to fully face them and encase them in a congratulatory hug.

Your attention turned back to the duo when you heard a loud cough. The ceremony appeared to be over, and you appeared to have been very lucky. Out of the hundred or so that had come along, only fifteen of you had been chosen.

“You are our new recruits. We will train you harder and better than anything you’ve experienced the past few months. Overwatch is an elite programme run by the United Nations, who of course only want the best. We will push your limits. We will break you.” Commander Reyes stated.
“There is still time for you to back out.” He regained his posture, arms crossed and hip jutted out to the side, looking over the group.

“He could definitely break me.”
Your friend mumbled to you.
Your eyes bulged and you pressed your lips to keep in a laugh. You nudged your friend in the ribs as a sign for them to be quiet.

Reyes glanced over to you, an eyebrow slightly raised. You blushed.

The commander’s speech continued. A drop of sweat trickled down your spine, beads forming on your forehead from the glaring blaze of the sun. You let out a little sigh. You were glad you had rolles up the sleeves on the blazer.

“That is all, recruits. Meet at the training room tomorrow morning at 0600 hours.”
Reyes dismissed you all with a wave of his hand.

The group dispersed, all going their own way. You lagged behind, not wanting them to overhear. You grabbed your friend’s hand in yours and whispered to them your earlier thoughts.

“They really are attractive aren’t they?”
 You friend linked arms with you, bringing your heads together.
“Yes, (Y/N). Did you not hear me earlier?”
“What, that you wanted Commander Reyes to break you?” You sniggered.
“Not just him. Strike Commander Morrison too.”
“What, (Y/N)? It’s not like anyone is going to hear us. Don’t you want them?”
“Well yes.. But they’re our Commanders..”
“And?” Your friend stopped walking, both of you putting a fair distance between yourselves and the group ahead of you.
“They could command me to do anything.” You grinned.

Your friend let go of you cackling, nearly doubling over. They stood back up and wiped away a tear from the corner of their eye, staring suddenly at something behind you.

“Oh. Oh no.”
“What is it?”

You span around to look where they were looking. You blanched. Behind you were a pair of very attractive and very amused Commanders. You hadn’t realised they’d been following you in the same direction of the base.

“I was enjoying that, recruits. Please. Carry on.” Commander Reyes had his arms crossed, a smirk on his lips.
“Please do, it’s the most entertained we’ve been all day.” Morrison nodded. “Us hearing that you want us to.. What was it, Gabe?”
“Break and command them?” He grinned wolfishly.

You took in a deep breath and covered your red face with your hands. You turned on your heels and began to briskly walk in the opposite a direction. A firm hand caught your right shoulder before you could go anywhere.

“Not so fast, cariño.” Reyes’ deep voice chuckled.

This could only end badly.

“We’re to going to be working very closely together.” He whispered in your ear. You shuddered, and lowered your hands from your face, stepping back slightly when you realised how close he was. You spared a look for your friend, who was in the same predicament with Morrison, albeit more laughter coming from them.

Reyes hooked an arm over your shoulder, while Morrison patted your friend’s back.

“Come, (L/N). Don’t want to be late for dinner now do we?”

You looked up at him towering over you, still grinning. Your eyes were wide and your hands were holding the opposite elbow in a makeshift hug.

“You look like a deer in headlights, don’t look so scared! I won’t bite.” He joked. He leaned down a bit. “Or, unless you want to me to.” Reyes said.

You sputtered, looking straight ahead to where he was guiding you to walk so he wouldn’t be able to see your red cheeks.

This was going to be very interesting.

I’ll remind you

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: angst, slight swearing, death of a child, some fluff 

Word count: 2090

Summary: After a hunt gone terribly wrong the reader reveals a little secret to Dean to comfort him.

A/N: Omg guys I almost cried while writing the first half of this. Btw if someone already wrote a fic like this I’m gonna die. I was so proud when I had this idea lol. Gif is not mine [x] 

Silence. Silence was surrounding you; it weighed heavy on your chest and made you feel helpless and lost.

Dean drove the Impala through the dark night without saying one word. His grip on the steering wheel was so tight that you could see his knuckles turning white. The only sounds you could hear were the engine of Baby and the rain which drummed wildly on the roof of the car. Sam was fast asleep after the exhausting hunt you guys had just finished. You on the other hand couldn’t sleep; you were trying to focus on which raindrop would make it down the window, you were staring at, the fastest. Images of the hunt that had gone terribly wrong flashed through your mind. Tears burned in your eyes, blinking them away quickly you tried to think of something else.

This time it was really bad. It had been a kid. Jake Simmons.

The three of you had tried everything to save him in time before the vampire who had captured Jake and his parents, who were dead long before him, could hurt him.

When you had arrived at the nest it was too late. The little boy, who was no more than five years old had laid there on the cold floor of an abandoned warehouse. His clothes were all bloody and his teddy bear was a few feet away from him, also stained with blood.

Every time you closed your eyes, the sight of his lifeless body would send shivers down your spine.

So you silently sat in the backseat, with Jake’s bloody teddy bear clutched in your shaking hands, while trying to ignore the urge to cry uncontrollably.

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Overtime ~ Reggie Mantle x Jock!Reader x Archie Andrews

Request:  REGGIE MANTLE X READER X ARCHIE. OH MY GOD. so basically the reader is a jock and both Archie and Reggie like her and they both go crazy competitive to get her and at Cheryl's party she gets Reggie for 7 minutes and then her and Reggie get heated and then if your comfortable add smut because that’d just make this 100% better. - Anon

Word Count: 2.5k (I kinda went overboard, forgive me.) 

Warnings: Not really; there is a bit of making out at the end but???

A/N: I low key suck at smut so what happens at the end is the best I could do, sorry sweets lmao. But this was fun to write, and I hope it’s at least decent! Also; 

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Y/N tapped her pencil against her work as she listened to the music flowing thru her headphones. If anything; she was distracted by the music, but even knowing that didn’t stop her from listening to the tunes her phone played into her ears. In reality, Y/N was in the library attempting to do some much-needed homework that needed to be finished, and a few late works she had yet to hand it, thus why it was considered late. As someone who played in the girl’s basketball team, volleyball team, and the soccer team at Riverdale High, a basketball team, volley ball team and soccer team which you were particularly proud of and known for being a part of, you rarely had time to focus on your homework.

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I Would Never Regret Meeting You

||| Anon asked: hi can you possibly make a mark from nct mafia au, like a scenario(: |||

Mark Lee x Reader

Genre: Mafia AU, angst, fluff

Word count: 1,091

Originally posted by meekokohaku

“Aren’t you too young to be working as a barista?”

“Aren’t you too old to pretend that your studying in a coffee shop just to look cool.” he retorted.

“Excuse me.” you tried making an offended face. “I’m only one year older than you.”

“That doesn’t change the fact that you’re not really studying.” he laughed.

But he was right, lately you have been coming here only to see him. He was new here and way younger compared to other employees. You found this boy incredibly cute and he kept distracting you, so now you don’t even try to study when it’s his shift. You two kept teasing each other but he actually never gave you a valid answer as to why he’s here and where he came from. When all the customers were served he leaned down next to your ear.

“You really want to know why I work here.” he asked, this time with a serious face. You just gulped. You have never seen him this focused before.

“Yes.” you finally spoke.

“This is all just a cover up for my mission, I’m actually in the mafia.” he said.

You looked at him for few seconds and then started laughing.

“And here I thought you were going to be serious for once.” you said punching him in the shoulder.

It seems he was content with your response.

“No need to attack me like that.” he chuckled, massaging the place you just hit.

“Yeah, yeah. Can you now let me focus for once?”

“Fine. Have your way princess.” he bowed down and went to the counter. “Just don’t say I didn’t warn you.” he mumbled.

“What’s that?”

“I said I think you have the most beautiful smile I have ever seen.”

You just blushed and quickly turned around.

“What’s up with him today? He’s not acting like himself.” you thought to yourself.


After that day you haven’t seen much of him. You were coming to the shop every single day but he was nowhere to be found and your mood would go down every time he wasn’t there but you tried to convince yourself it’s not because of him. One morning you were going to the coffee shop again when you saw him exiting the building.

“Mark!” you shouted running up to him. “Where were you these past two weeks? I was beginning to worry.” you started when you noticed he wasn’t wearing his work clothes and he had bruises on his face and hands, like he was in a fight or something.

“Oh my God! What happened?” you asked taking his hand.

“None of your business.” he said, roughly pulling it out of your grasp.

“Are you serious?” you couldn’t believe how he was acting. “Why are you being a jerk? I was thinking and worrying about you all this time and that’s all you can say to me?”

“I never asked you to.”

That was it. You couldn’t look at him right now.

“Fine, if that’s how you want it to be.” you shoved him aside and went into the shop. You turned around and your eyes met. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking. You stared at each other seemingly for ages but it was only a few seconds when he finally averted his gaze and walked away.

“What’s up with him today?” you asked the other employees.

“Didn’t you hear? I thought you two were pretty close. He quit.”

“What?!” you shouted standing up from the chair and running outside. You don’t know anything else about him nor his last name, nor his number. It can’t end like this. But he was nowhere to be seen.

“Shit.” you went back inside and ordered a coffee. You sat at a table in one of the corners and tried to focus on the things you had to do but kept spacing out most of the time, thinking about what happened.

“We’re closing.” one employee said.

“Ah sorry.”

“Are you okay? You were sitting here all day doing nothing and just staring ahead of you.”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” you quickly gathered your things and stepped outside. It was already dark and pretty cold. You never stayed here for this long. You were heading in the direction of your home when someone put his hand on your mouth and dragged you into a nearby alley. The person then slammed you into the wall.

“If you make any kind of noise, I will kill you just now and here, understand?” and you just nodded.

“What a nice catch but I could never understand why you would get yourself involved with the likes of Mark.” at the mention of his name your eyes widened.

“Ooh so you really do know him. Now be a good girl and tell me everything. We have seen you two together for a while now, so you must have some valuable information.” he said pulling his knife out.

“Please, I don’t know anything!”

“Everyone says that. You better reconsider your position and start speaking.” he said slicing the skin down your collarbone.

The feeling of the cold metal was terrifying and painful but you bit down on your lip and tried to endure. The man kept asking you the same questions over and over and he cut you when you didn’t provide the correct answer when all of a sudden you heard a gunshot and the man slumped in front of you, whining in pain. You looked up and saw Mark with his gun pointed at him.

“Scram you piece of shit. I’m only letting you live so you could tell your boss that NCT will not tolerate this. I will be coming after his and your head personally.”

“You again! I will remember this.” he told him and disappeared into the night.

You still couldn’t believe what just happened, it was all too much so the tears finally started falling.

“Are you okay?” he came up to you and checked your wounds. “That bastard.”

“Thank you.” you whispered. You were trembling so he quickly pulled you into his arms.

“I didn’t want you to see me like this.” he nuzzled his head in your neck.

“I’m sorry, I should have come sooner, I shouldn’t have been so rude this morning, I shouldn’t have talked to you in the first place… I’m sorry for everything.” he said tightening the hug.

“It’s okay.” you uttered. 

“This may sound selfish of me but even when it led to this, I would never regret meeting you.” he told you.

A/N: Ahhh it’s been a while since I have written a full mafia scenario even though I love them. Not that I don’t enjoy doing them but I should catch up with all of the requests sooner so I could focus on the 2nd part of rumors… 😂

First Times Are Diferents (Jeff Atkins x Reader )

🌸Request: Could you do a Jeff Atkins one shot where you can add smut if you want to but basically it was the readers first time and she’s best friends with Hannah Baker and she comes to school the day after and has hickies all over her neck and Hannah jokingly teases her and Jeff is all cuddly with her and lots of pda because he loves his girl and he was happy to be her first? Thank you!🌸

The room was quiet, without any element of doubt or uncertainty, Jeff was above you, panting, wanted you to be sure, he didn’t want to do something against his will or hurt you, he would not forgive himself.   

-Jeff, I already told you and I’ll repeat, you’re the best person I could ever want to be.   
-I know, honey, I just don’t want to hurt you.
-I know, you’re not going.   


The make-up you put early on the hickeys that Jeff had left the night before seemed to have no effect.
The night before could only have been the best thing in the world with the right person, you and Jeff had been together for about nine months, and that step was the biggest you’d ever given in your relationship other than high make out sessions that they never seemed to get past it.
Jeff would never force anything on you, you and your relationship was based on right times and Jeff was too much of a gentleman and would never do anything to hurt you.
Besides the make-up, which you hoped would be covering the hickeys, you wore a cloth around your neck, but you knew the reddish marks were still there, completely noticeable, and you just kept walking down the hallways to your locker, which looked like strangely far away.
By making the difficult hike that would take only a few minutes, you managed to reach the blue locker.
The task was very easy: Open the locker, take what was necessary for the classes of the day, close it and go to classes.   


But the plan to be invisible at least that day failed completely when your best friend, Hannah Baker, appeared abruptly on your side and instantly your hand went to the scarf around your neck to cover the marks.
You knew that if Hannah saw them, she would tease you for the rest of the day, or the rest of your life.
After all, your friend loved to embarrass you ever since she discovered the crush nothing secret in your current boyfriend before you started getting involved.
“It’s a hobby, Helmet.” She said to Clay once when he inadvertently got in the middle of the teasing Hannah was doing to you.   

- Hannah! You scared me, you came from nowhere.   
-I noticed it, you jumped.   
-Sorry, I was distracted picking up the books.

She suspected something, and you knew she knew it.  

-You’re late today, you’re usually the first to arrive to stay in the courtyard outside.   
-Oh yeah, sorry, I did not hear the alarm today.   
-The alarm or Jeff?

Picked up against the wall, it was practically impossible to hide things from Hannah.   

-How do you…   
-You’re my best friend, you can not hide things from me, and you have that scarf around your neck, and you hate wearing scarves around your neck, and the make up you put on is not covering anything, you’re terrible at wearing makeup To hide something.   
-I know…   
-Hannah, no.   
-Have you and Jeff finally changed much more than body fluids? 
- HANNAH! Why do you say such things?   
-What? Is it less disgusting than to say “Have you exchanged much more than saliva?”   
-I know, I’m sorry. But then?   
-So what?   
-It happened?   
-If you know the answer why you’re asking me?   
-Because I want to hear from you.   
-Yes. Hannah Baker, it happened. No, no one swallowed there, we just …   
-Woah, woah, spare me the details.   
-Thank you for saving me to say the details.
-So my girl finally grew up? 
-Hannah, no!   
-I can’t believe it, my little girl is not so small anymore.   
- Hannah …   
-I remember as if it was today that you could hardly speak to Jeff without stumbling on your own words.   
-I hate you, Baker.   
-And now you'rr exchanging more than kisses.  
- Oh, my God, I hate you.

And that’s how the day went: You’re ignoring Hannah because of the teasing and her laughing behind you at least until you found Jeff after school, with him noticing that you were upset with something.

-Hey, honey, what happened?
-There are moments in my life where I ask myself how I let Hannah enter in my life.

Jeff only laughed at it, knowing that you were just kidding, you could never hate Hannah for something like that and he just hugged you and kissed your forehead, knowing that would calm you.

-She’s just happy, let her be happy towards her shipp like she always says.
-I know, and I love her for being in my life.
-Ready to go?

You and Jeff then entered in his car and you could listen Hannah again.

-There they go, my beatiful shipp! I made this happen!
-Oh my god, Baker! You so annoying!

You screamed back to her through the car window even more ebarassed.

-You love me!
-I know!

And then, you and Jeff went away laughing from the school to his house while you were talk about everything that Hannah made you pass through the day.

🌸A/N: Sorry for the delay, I was studying for some tests and I was quite difficult on some subjects but I have already been through all this and now everything is fine. Send me your requests, my ask box is open for requests and suggestions. Sorry if this one got too short and a bit rushed, I did this during the time I was studying and I got some free time. I’m sorry if didn’t went like requested, but I rushed to do this request.🌸

Rowan Blanchard On Confronting Biases in Friends
  • Teen Vogue: How do you confront a racist or sexist bias with a friend, instead of just not doing it to avoid conflict? What's your advice on confronting biases you find in other people?
  • Rowan Blanchard: I totally understand that feeling of somebody saying something and you not wanting to upset that person further. Recently, I had a friend who said something along the lines of "I don't want to drive by the hood today," or something. It's that weird moment where you're like "Wait, am I really friends with this person? Should I be doing this?" But I think, when something like that happens, you can just say, "Hey, what do you mean by that?"
  • Because then the person might realize the thing they just said was not acceptable and I think people kind of respond to that. When they get a quick response that's like, "What do you mean by that? Can you just elaborate on what you were trying to say?" I’ve found the person will usually not be able to come up with a response because they realize how racist or sexist the thing that they're trying to actually initiate is.
  • The other thing that I try to do [to educate] inadvertently with friends or family members [is by saying], "Well, let's go see this movie instead of this movie,” with me knowing that the movie is more [education] about the topic that I'm trying to educate that person on.
  • I feel like that's how I use my social media; I'll post if I see a film that I really want people to see, and that's my way of suddenly putting that into their head.

anonymous asked:

Hi~ Can I request a scenario where u and Jimin are friends with benefits (no feelings attached) and u get pregnant (the baby's his)? Can you make it a little bit angsty but fluffy at the end? I apologize for asking for so much. Thank you!

Tell me:

“Easy there little one, easy.” You smiled gently as you cradled your growing stomach walking into the house. Your feet were starting to throb because of how much you walked today. To the doctor’s appointment and around the store to get things for the baby and to come back home. You were three months pregnant so you weren’t showing that much, just a little soft pudge. You found your baby bump a little endearing and cute. Your phone went off as soon as you sat your bags down on the kitchen table, grabbing at your phone as it light up you rolled your eyes seeing the message.

{Text: From Late Night Buddy}

Hey where are, you? I was thinking we could fuck around tonight. 😉

You sighed rolling your eyes as you placed your phone down after reading the message. Your stomach suddenly hurt and rushing to the downstairs bathroom you fell to your knees, throwing up in the toilet with broken sobs that left your lips as it was over with. You wiped your eyes, trying to calm yourself down as you cleaned up your area and stood up with shaky legs. You sighed softly as you moved to brush your teeth before you moved to lay on your bed, laying on your back you looked up at the ceiling. A hand reached up to rub your stomach and you smiled sweetly to yourself through the tears.

“When you’re born, I’m going to take great care of you and no one will ever hurt you. Male or female, I will break anyone who tries to hurt you.” You promised your unborn child, a sigh of relief leaving your lips as you fell asleep and your stomach started to settle.


“Your baby girl is going to be such a beautiful girl Miss y/n.” The doctor called out to you giving a gently smile as he rubbed off the jelly from your stomach giving you pictures from your ultra sound.

“I can’t believe in just three more months I’m going to have a baby girl.” You smiled softly rubbing your round belly as you pulled down your shirt over your stomach and sat up. You slowly started to stand up to put your shoes on and he nodded. Your doctor was a friendly elderly male that had been around since you were a young teen, since you took care of yourself he was like a fatherly figure who looked after you when you needed it. “Well!! I will see you in three weeks.” You bowed to leave and he cleared his throat bowing back and giving you pictures.

“You know.. You haven’t spoken about her father- I’m assuming she has one. Is he going to be attending any of the visits or helping you take care of her?” He asked and when your face twisted into anguish and disgust he bowed again in apology.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything. But may I suggest that the father should be held accountable for his actions. And if he isn’t in her life then he should be.” He stated as he turned his back on you to put up everything. You nodded your head knowing that he had only the best intentions but you didn’t feel like going into a farther discussion with him. Chewing on your bottom lip you drove yourself back home, tears streaming down your face as you turned off your car and moved to enter inside of your house with your phone going off again.

You didn’t even bother to check it because you figured who it had to be. Your job knew that you were taking off, and your family wasn’t really around and you had a few friends it had to range to one of the two. You bit on your bottom lip sitting on the couch as you felt the baby start to kick, you hummed softly as you stroked your stomach, wrinkling your nose slightly you laid on your back as your phone went off again.


It had been a good five months since you last spoke to Jimin. You missed him you had to admit, his laugh and his sweet nature. How he would take care of you and give you cuddles before and after he fucked you into oblivion. But the feelings were nowhere there. Jimin made it clear that he had just wanted to fuck you, and you weren’t used to that but it seemed to work out for you as well because you weren’t good with feelings but needing someone to help you cum didn’t seem so bad. It was a good little cycle you had, until you found out a week later after a crazy round of mind blowing sex with Jimin that you were pregnant. You missed your period and you hadn’t been hungry, that’s how you knew. It had been stressful and you didn’t really know what to do or where to go from here, but you knew that if Jimin didn’t even want to be involved with you romantically then he would never want to be a father to your child. So, you never told him that you were pregnant. You just stopped going around him, thinking he would get the hint that you wanted nothing to do with him if you didn’t reply. But sadly, he messaged you every once in the while when he needed to get off, and every time you ignored it.

Hearing a knock on your door, you frowned getting rattled out of your mind. You stood up slowly walking to the door not thinking to look through the eye hole. As soon as the door was open you saw Jimin standing there with shades over his eyes, a black hood on and tattered black jeans. You were quick to shut the door but not before his hand grabbed at the door. Your mind was racing and your heart was beating fast.

“Please go away. You can’t just come around unexpectedly like this Jimin. You need permission.” You told him through soft quick breaths, your stomach was churning and the room seemed too hot despite you being cold.

“Well, how can I get permission if you can’t even answer a fucking phone call!” Jimin shouted at you clearly annoyed with you and you couldn’t blame him.

“I’m sorry, let me go pick up my phone and I can call you okay?” You asked him softly and he growled softly.

“I drove way over here and you expect me to just leave since you want to call me and talk? You are perfectly capable of talking to me right fucking now.” Jimin’s patients were running out. You shook your head angrily looking at him behind the door hiding your body with it before you snared your nose.

“I don’t give a fuck what you do, I didn’t tell you to come over. So leave.” You moved to shut the door but Jimin blocked it, pushing it open and you stumbled back on your ass your hands moving to break you fall causing you to wince. Jimin marched through the door about to yell at you as he slammed the door but he was halting in his tracks. Looking down at you, at he stopped in his tracks his eyes opening wide as he took in the sight of you. A big shirt on your body but it didn’t really mask your stomach to well, you had gained weight in your face and your thighs. His face got red as he pointed at your stomach.

“There was someone else?” He asked.

“Jimin, no I-“

“This is why you haven’t answered my texts or calls, because you’re out fucking in and everybody!” He shouted and you shook your head.

“Jimin please!” You shouted as you stumbled to get up.

“You could’ve just said you didn’t want to fuck me, I would have left you the hell alone. But I will now.” He moved to open the door and you went back on your word, biting on your bottom lip.  

“Jimin it’s yours!” You shouted at him as you braced yourself on your feet. Jimin paused at the door looking down at you. You backed up shaking your head as tears poured down your face and you continued to rub your stomach.

“I knew you didn’t want a kid Jimin! But I’m not a hoe! I haven’t fucked anyone but you- because I trusted you enough to give myself to you and I fucking care about you I really do. I was going to raise it alone and when I got enough money I was going to move us both so that you didn’t have to deal with us. I’m sorry Jimin.” You rubbed your eyes trying to stop your tears from falling down more.

“How dare you.” Jimin looked at you before he opened the door and slammed it shut, leaving you alone and drowning in your tears.

“Are you ready?” The doctor gave you a found smile as you prepped yourself, you nodded eagerly as you looked at the time. Any minute and day your water would break and you were going to be a new mother. It hurt like hell to be alone, Jimin wasn’t around and he hadn’t contacted you since that day. You missed him, and you felt so regretful about your decision to keep those things from him. But stressing yourself was only going to hurt the baby more so you decided to suppress him out of your mind every day that you could. It seems that your prepping paid off though because in less than two hours you were clutching at your stomach and screaming for dear life the pain throbbing and radiating throughout your body.

The doctors rushed to get you ready and moved you to the delivery room. You looked around the room, the doctors were setting up the IV’s and other things around you checking your heart rate.

“It hurts, please..” You muttered softly not really opening your mouth other than the screams that you were ushering out of your lips.

“It’s okay baby girl, I’m here for you.” A gentle deep voice urged you on, you looked over to your right to see that familiar face in your range. Jimin’s reddish hair poking out and falling into his face as he grabbed at your hand. He laced your fingers together smiling down at you with tears filling his own eyes, brushing through your hair he cooed and comforted you until it was time for you to push and deliver your baby.

A few hours later, you were holding a little girl cooing down at her as she stared up at you and Jimin with big round bright brown eyes. She had some little flecks of spots on her face that you thought were freckles, soft sandy brown hair.

“You’re going to be a heartbreaker like your mom when you grow up Jinah.” Jimin called out rubbing his hand against her head as he watched you hold her before he picked her up and rocked her to sleep walking around the room. He had cut the cord, and helped you through it all and you couldn’t believe he had even been there to help you with her. A nurse came in to take the bay and check up on her to make sure she was fine and that you all could go home tomorrow. As soon as Jimin gave her away and the door was shut you looked at him studying him as he moved to sit beside you.

“You don’t have to stay you know… But thank you for being here.” You said in a small voice. Jimin took a moment to look at you, but soon he did gripping at your hand he bit on his bottom lip shrugging his shoulders.

“I did a lot of thinking during the time we were away. And at first the sex was good, but I don’t know one single person who can always fuck and not have any feelings. I realized with the little things I did how much I missed you and how you’ve been the only girl to never give me shit. You always did what I wanted but with your own twist. And yes when I saw the baby I was mad but it was because I didn’t know what to do. I never wanted a baby so soon, but I knew in my heart it would be wrong for you to have it alone. So, I did some research- money helps you find out a lot of things.” He admitted chuckling. “And though your doctor was hard to crack he did give subtle hints that helped me out. I wanted to be with you I was just a coward. So, I’m telling you now that I’m not good with feelings and the whole spectrum of love. But for you and our daughter I will try. She deserves to have her daddy and even if we don’t last I would love for us to be close no matter what. Just promise me, I at least get a chance.” He said softly pouting at you. “I’m sorry for being a jerk.”

You had to admit you could relate to him, you weren’t good with feelings either but what could hurt you both to try? You nodded your head as you grabbed at his hand, holding it tighter with a nod. “I think it won’t hurt for us both to try. Let’s see where it goes hmm? For now, you can start by giving me cuddles.” You teased and he agreed moving to crawl onto the bed, holding you to his body playing in your hair with his soft fingers.

Wicked Games (3)

Originally posted by baekhyunstolemyeyeliner

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4


Your eyes fluttered open, squinting at the sunlight that filtered through the cracks left open from your curtains. You still felt thoroughly exhausted from last night, yet good at the same time. You stretched your body out while letting out a yawn. You looked to the side and saw that the other side of your bed was empty.

You weren’t surprised at this since Sehun usually left while you were still asleep, only to return during the night again. Getting out of your bed, you went to take a shower and got dressed before making a quick breakfast. You remembered last night again and the look in Sehun’s eyes as he told you that he wanted to change. That he didn’t want to be the way that he is now. You wracked your brain with thoughts on just how you could help him. 

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Southside part 2 - Jughead x Reader

A/N: Endgame is on hold for a little bit, but I thought I’d post this to keep y’all on your feet xx AND I’m sorry but this only follows certain bits of the show, I don’t like the fact that Fred got shot so that isn’t going to be in this series (yet)

I might do a part 3 thats a little further in the future or something, let me know what you guys think xo

Part 1 

Warnings: Swears, drinking, usual stuff

Word count:

“I wouldn’t be able to be with a Serpent, even if it was Juggie” Betty said as she sat on your couch with some ice-cream, you had left Jughead’s house when he decided to invite the Serpents inside for some drinks FP had lying around. You called Betty and Veronica as soon as you got back to your apartment and told them everything, they insisted on coming over.

“Okay but if Archie became a Serpent, are you sure you would be able to get rid of your feelings?” Veronica asked, brow raised at the blonde.

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Love Thy Enemy - Jughead Jones X Mantle!Reader

Anonymous said:

I requested this last time requests were open and you said okay to it, but i never saw it, maybe i missed it, and its not that you have to or anything, i was just wondering what ever happened to the being reggies sister and dating jughead and defending him in the whole srudebt longe thing was.

Originally posted by betty-and-jughead

Sorry for the misunderstanding regarding the request! I hope you like it!

It was a known fact around Riverdale High School, that if anyone mess with you, Y/N Mantle, they’d face the wrath of your older brother. If he even thought that someone was flirting with you he’d lose it. It was nice having an older brother like Reggie, but at times it made it impossible to talk to anyone other than the football team. So when the opportunity presented itself, to go on a date wit Jughead Jones, you accepted it quietly. You and Jughead shared the same advanced English class, one Reggie or any of his friends didn’t have. You bonded over the different writing styles your favorite authors used and you were taken by his intelligence. His dry humor and snarky personality was one you had never seen before.

It seemed that he liked you too, because around a month of that class he asked you out for a tentative date. He knew very well what Reggie would do if he found out, so the two of you carefully planned out when and where you’d be meeting. The date went without a hitch, so you went on a next date, then one after that and so on. It was tough keeping you and Jughead a secret, because part of you just wanted to tell your family that you were in a relationship. A great relationship you hope will go far. One day you would, but today was not the day.

“Remember, we meet up in the lounge after school,” you turned to look at your brother and nodded. 

“How could I forget? You’ve told me every night this week that we’re staying after school on Friday.” 

He smiled, “yeah, just making sure. Thanks for agreeing to watch my game sis.” 

You nodded, “no problem Reg.” You said bye to your brother and headed off to your last class of the day, your English class.

You smiled when you walked through the door and walked over to where Jughead sat. You put your hands on his shoulders, “hey.”

 He turned his head and gave you his signature half smile, “hey.” You took the seat next to him, pulling your books out of your bag. “You staying to watch the game,” he asked and you smiled at him.

 “You know I am, are you,” you whispered, still feeling the pressure to hide. 

He nodded, “I know I won’t be able to talk to you, but we can text and look longingly at each other.” You let out a laugh and he smiled widely. 

“I will, I would’ve texted you anyway,” you said as the teacher walked in the room, demanding everyone’s attention. She started by going over notes, too fast for you to keep up. The notes took a majority of the class time, so your teacher was nice enough to withhold the assignment for the notes.

You turned to Jughead, “did you get the notes?” He nodded, pushing his notebook towards you and you started to copy the notes you missed. You reached the end of the page and smiled. An ‘I love you’ was scribbled at the bottom of the paper. You wrote next to it, ‘I love you too’, and pushed it back over to Jughead. He smiled down at his paper. 

“Can you spare a few minutes after class,” he asked and your smile fell. 

“I have to meet up with Reggie in the lounge, I don’t want him to get suspicious.” He nodded with a frown on his face. You reached for his hand under the desk, intertwining your fingers with his. 

“Maybe after the game I can go sleepover at Betty’s,” you whispered and Jughead looked up with his brow furrowed. “But then sneak off to the Drive-In,” you added and Jughead smiled. The urge to kiss him was stronger than ever but you couldn’t risk it. You just squeezed his hand instead, hoping that the touch would hold you over until later tonight. 

“It’s almost time to go,” he whispered as he looked at the clock. You still held onto his hand, wishing that time would stop for just a moment. “I’ll be in the lounge a minutes after you get there,” he said and you met his eye.

 “Okay, I’ll see you then,” he let go of your hand and a piece of your heart went with it. You would need to tell Reggie about Jughead soon, because sneaking around was becoming a bit tedious.

The bell rang a few moments later and you packed up your stuff. You made your way to the lounge, putting on your happy face as you walked through the doors. You brother was already there, sitting in a comfy looking chair. “There’s my sister,” he said, smiling at you. 

“Hey Reg,” you said, finding a spot to sit on the couch nearest to the wall. You listened as Reggie conversed with his friends and watched as more people filed into the room. The team started to talk about Jason Blossom when Jughead walked in. You locked eyes with him, silently speaking. He leaned against the wall you were closest to and you instantly felt a little more relaxed. That was, until your brother spoke up. 

“If someone here did kill Jason, it would be the lonely, sad internet troll that’s too busy writing his manifestos to get laid,” you held your breath, awaiting your brother’s final blow, “like Jughead!” You turned to your boyfriend who just rolled his eyes, “what was it like Suicide Squad?” 

You turned to your brother, “shut up Reggie. Leave him alone.” 

Your brother raised his eyebrows, “it’s just a question Y/N, chill out.” You stood up, placing yourself in between your brother and Jughead just to be safe. 

“Do you even realize what you’re accusing him of,” you asked and you heard Jughead’s foot falls behind you.

 “Y/N,” he whispered, but you just shook your head.

“Why are you even defending him?” You felt your blood blaze at Reggie’s words. This would be a sibling fight that no one would forget.

 “Because he’s a good person that cares about me, but you’re too busy being a jerk to see that.”

 Reggie stood up, “cares about you?” Jughead stepped closer to you, his hand grabbing yours. “Oh no, no. My sister is not dating that freak.” 

You felt tears in your eyes, “well it’s a little late for that Reggie.” You shouted at him and you watched the shock appear on his face. You let go of Jughead’s hand and stepped in front of your brother, “if you ever say anything bad about him again, I’ll tell mom how you managed to pass Chemistry.” 

Reggie stepped down, and you smiled smugly at him. Despite your victory, you felt your heart fall a little. This wasn’t the way you wanted to tell your brother, whom you cared about. With tears running down your cheeks, you marched out of the lounge. You walked down the hall, trying to get far enough away from that crowded room so you could breathe. When you stopped you felt a hand on your lower back. You turned your head slightly and saw Jughead looking at you with worry. 

“You didn’t have to do that,” he whispered, moving to stand in front of you.

 You shook your head, “I had to, I couldn’t let my own brother accuse you of that.” His green eyes shone down at you as he stroked your cheek with his thumb. You stepped closer to him, and he wrapped his arms around your waist.

 “Thank you,” he murmured and you smiled. There was only a few times Jughead appeared this vulnerable. The first time was when he asked you out, the second being the time he told you he lived at the Drive-In. Especially when he first said ‘I love you.’ You pressed your face into his shoulder, wondering what to do next. “You wanna go to Pop’s until the game,” Jughead asked, almost as if he read your mind. You nodded and pulled away from him, just after grabbing his hand. The two of you walked down the hall and out of the school. “I love you,” he whispered and you looked up at him with a soft smile.

“I love you too,” and for the first time since you started dating him, you felt relieved that you could openly love Jughead Jones.

Draco; Moon Therapy

/Warning(s): Sadness everywhere!

“Talking to the Moon” ~ Bruno Mars

Disclaimer: There’s no lyrics to follow/Most of the lyrics are in italics.\


Draco sat by the window sill looking out at the moon, that was surrounded by glimmering stars. The War had ended and you were nowhere to be found. Draco was driven to insanity, people looked at him oddly when he started talking to himself. His family worried about him when he mentioned you and ‘talked to you’. He’s wondering where you are, at times he talks to the moon, thinking of you.

“Today I walked outside with my mother. She’s been talking about you, she’s saying I should let you go, but I can’t.” Draco stared at the bright, luminous stars; but to Draco’s eyes the moon stood out the most. “And I never will, Y/N, because I love you. I wanted to start a family with you. That one night that we made love to each other was majestic, I want to relive that, that was ten months ago. That was the last time I kissed your plump, pink lips and held you in my arms.” Draco felt tears prick the ends of his eyes. “I still don’t know why you left me.” Draco sighed, looking down at his lap.

“I know you’re somewhere out there.” Draco said. “And if you left me. Why did you not leave with an explanation.” Draco cried softly. Tears rolled down his cheeks, each tear held an emotion. Sadness, worry, and the best, love. “I love you. Goodnight.” Draco got up and went to his bedroom. The Manor made Draco’s emotions worsen, it was such a depressing and gloom color. Even though he enjoyed the colors during his childhood, he learned to enjoy the rather bright colors, the colors you loved.

The talking and the moon are his therapy. He thought it would help him. Yet, You were nothing compared to the outshining moon, you were all he had and he needed you.

I know you’re somewhere out there
Somewhere far away
I want you back, I want you back
My neighbors think I’m crazy
But they don’t understand
You’re all I have, you’re all I have

Draco stayed up all night reminiscing you and him, and kept thinking of the future you two could’ve had.


“Draco!” You laughed. “Say it! Say that I’m the most handsomest man in the world.” Draco smiled, tickling you were you were most ticklish. “OK, OK, Draco Malfoy is the most- stupidest person the world!” You breathed. “You little-” Draco went back to attacking you. “Draco Malfoy is the most handsomest man in the world.” You pant. Draco lets you go, you stand up and hop out of the couch. “Behind Harry Potter.” You joke running out of the Slytherin Common Room. Draco runs after you, you burst into fits of giggles, running as fast as you can.

Unfortunately, he caught you. “Gosh, what I do for you woman.” Draco pants. “I love you.” You blurt. “I love you too.” Draco leans forward, you flutter your eyes closed pushing yourself toward Draco. You waited for his lips to come in contact with yours. You opened your eyes to find Draco stifling a laugh. “Hey you big meanie! I was about to kiss you!” You pout. “I can only kiss you if you say, I’m the most handsomest man in the world.” Draco folds his arms. “Alright, my boyfriend, Draco Malfoy, is the most handsomest, sexiest man in the world.” You wink at the end. “There we go, love.” Draco said, connecting his lips with yours. “I love you, so much.” You hug him. “I love you more.” Draco said, and you didn’t fight back to say you loved him more, because you couldn’t compete with his love.

|Retrospect End|

|Draco’s Thoughts|

I looked at you, you looked exhausted and tired, yet you wore a smile on your face. “What do you want to name him?” You asked. “What about Noah Hyperion Malfoy?” I asked you. “That’s perfect.” You weakly grin. “Here he comes.” The nurse said, holding a baby boy in a green blanket the one that I had been delivered in. “I want you to hold him.” You told me. The nurse heard and held him out for me to hold. I grabbed him and cradled him in my arms, I was scared, he was as pale as me, I could see his hair, the tufts of H/C were soft. He slowly fluttered his eyes open, they were my eyes, the color, the shape. I simply adored him.

“Hello Noah.” I cooed. I looked at you and smiled, “He’s so beautiful.” I said. I heard Noah whimper, I handed him to you. Unsure of what to do. “He’s getting hungry.” You said. You breastfeed Noah. “Is that painful?” I ask out of curiosity. “Not really, all you feel is a slight tug.” You replied. I looked at her with an all knowing look, the woman I love is the the mother of my child. I couldn’t have asked for anything better.

“Our family.” You whisper. “Our family.” I smile, intertwining your hand in mine.

|Draco’s Thoughts End|

At night when the stars light up my room
I sit by myself…

“Draco, are you alright?” His mother interrupted his thoughts. “Yes, mother.” Draco sighed. “Just checking in on you. How’s Y/N?” Narcissa asked. Draco’s eyes widen in surprise to what his mother asked. “I don’t know.” Draco said. “I hope she’s all right.” Narcissa softly grinned. “Me too.” Draco frowned. “Don’t get sad, Draco.” Narcissa said. “I won’t.” Draco replied. “Goodnight.” Narcissa said. “Goodnight.” Draco says.

It was a long night, Draco talked to the moon that he so ever loved, it reminded kept reminding him of you. Draco couldn’t get rid of the fact that you were out there without him. You were the best thing that occurred to him, and he can never forget that. He remembered that one time Rita Skeeter, asked him odd questions.


“So rumors have been spreading around of you, is that correct Draco Malfoy?“ Rita Skeeter asked. Draco was out in public with his mother by his side. “We have to go.” Narcissa said, tugging on Draco. “About what?” Draco asked. “Oh, you’ve haven’t heard, people are saying that you are going crazy, talking to yourself.” Rita said. “We have to go.” Narcissa pulled Draco away. Draco walked silently by his mother. ‘Was this really happening?’ Draco thought. He never knew this was the new chat in the Wizarding World, but then thought about it clearly. ‘Was I really talking to himself?’ Draco thinks for an answer. Yet doesn’t have one.

|Retrospect End|

I’m feeling like I’m famous, the talk of the town
They say I’ve gone mad
Yeah, I’ve gone mad
But they don’t know what I know
Cause when the sun goes down someone’s talking back
Yeah, they’re talking back, oh

Narcissa tried finding ways to help her son, yet in the end it turns out to be a failure. She can’t help, but give up. “There has to be something to help him.” Narcissa told Lucius. Who was in the cell at Azkaban. “Get him a wife. That girl is never going to come back to him.” Lucius said. Narcissa looked up, her eyes lit up, “I’ll see.” Was all she said, getting up. “Goodbye Lucius.” Narcissa grinned. “Goodbye love.” Lucius smiled back. “I love you.” Lucius managed to reply. His emotions for Narcissa stood strong despite the dementors’ attacks.

So Narcissa did trying to find the perfect girl, that’s until Narcissa found Astoria Greengrass. Narcissa visited Lucius again and told him about her choice. They both agreed on arranging the two, until Draco found out and became angered at his mother. “You knew mum! You know.” Draco breathed. Draco tried relaxing to a calming state, “I’ll never love her.” Draco stated. “Draco.. please.” Narcissa tried to get him with her, it was no use. “Leave.” Draco said. “But Dr-” “I said leave!” Draco growled, Narcissa flinched and went away. Draco broke down crying. “I’ll always love you, Y/N.” Draco chocked. The sky looked darker than usual and the stars have seemed to vanish.

Talking to the moon
Trying to get to you
In hopes you’re on the other side talking to me too
Or am I a fool, who sits alone, talking to the moon?


Draco’s eyes fluttered open, he scowled at the sun that blinded him. He laid by the Window still in the same position like last night. An owl then hooted, Draco looked at the owl that held a letter. Draco snatched the letter off the owl, he began to open the letter.

‘Hello Draco,

It’s Hermione Granger, I know you despise me, but don’t rip this letter, please, it was hard for me to right this letter. I can’t… write it again. Something has happened to Y/N, something that I can’t forgive myself for, she’s been killed, a death eater took her life. I’ve invited you to her funeral, she would’ve loved for you to come, Draco. It would be an honor to see you at her funeral. I’m sincerely sorry; she was my best friend and still is. I would’ve done anything to save her, but it was too late. I hate myself for the fact I could have saved her. Please come to her funeral.

Hermione Granger’

Draco screamed, then sobbed, it was truly the end. After all this time. Narcissa rushed to his room, she hunched down beside him and looked at the clutches letter in his hands wrinkling. “Shh.” Narcissa cooed.


Draco dressed in all black, he hated the color now. Since it meant something stronger, it meant death. He kept a frown on his face, dried tears stained his cheeks as he made his way to the Cemetery; he saw Harry, Ginny, Luna, Ron and the others there, crying and grieving. Draco felt like he could no longer cry. That’s until he saw your pale, fragile body. You looked stunning, even when your were gone. Tears spilled his eyes like waterfalls. Harry went up to Draco, they smiled weakly at each other.

“I’m s-sorry.” Harry cried. Draco seemed to get over the fact that he couldn’t blame. He couldn’t blame Love. He couldn’t blame Harry, Hermione or the others. All he could do is stand and feel a certain emptiness take over. “Draco.” Hermione’s soft voice rung through his ears, he gazed upward and met Hermione carrying a baby.

Do you ever hear me calling?
(Ah) oh oh oh
(Ah) oh oh oh
‘Cause every night

I’m talking to the moon
Still trying to get to you
In hopes you’re on the other side talking to me too
Or am I a fool, who sits alone, talking to the moon?

“You had a child? Congratulations.” Draco said in a slightly cheerful voice trying to sound happy. “It’s not mine, it’s yours.” Hermione said, she motioned for Draco to hold the baby, who appeared to be a month old. “M-Mine?” Draco asked. He held the baby and upon further inspection, he saw her. He saw you. Your dazzling H/C hair pairing with his blue-grey eyes. “She sacrificed herself for him.” Hermione told Draco. “I could’ve saved her too.” Hermione fell onto her knees putting her face in her hands.

Ron ran to her and held her up, trying to steady Hermione. “His name is Noah. Noah Draco L/N~Malfoy.” Hermione said, wiping her tears away. “He was born June fifth. Y/N went away from Hogwarts to protect him, to protect you.” Hermione said. “I’m his godmother.” Hermione smiled, yet it faltered. “He looks like her doesn’t he.” Hermione pointed out. “He does.” Draco said.

Draco held onto Noah, knowing that a piece of you was still with him. It amazed him that after all this time he was talking to the moon, you were talking back.

I know you’re somewhere out there
Somewhere far away

Which one is Hikaru? (Hikaru and Karou Hatchinn x Reader) (Request)

Gif Not Mine

Anonymous:  Would you mind doing a Hikaru x reader (from ouran high school host club)? If you could thank you!

Word Count: 5,399

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Mistakes part 2/3


1200 words

Warnings- some morning sickness 

Reader confronts her dad about their argument. 

Part 2 of mistakes, please read part 1 first. 

Part 1 

You woke up around 7am the next morning and quickly had to make your way to the bathroom. You’d been having morning sickness for the last few days, but until yesterday assumed it was just a stomach bug.

After you were feeling better you showered and got yourself cleaned up before thinking about how you were going to talk to your dad.

You decided it would be best to tell him exactly how you felt, straight forward just like you had with Sam.

Slowly you left your room and headed towards the main portion of the bunker, you knew your dad would be up seeing as it was nearly 8. When you walked through the library and he wasn’t there you headed to the kitchen to see if he was there, but you only found Sam.

“Where’s my dad?”

“”He’s outside, in the garage. Said he had some work to do on baby, you should go see him.” Sam was calm, and it calmed you down. It was like any other day, Sam was drinking coffee and trolling for cases, and your dad was working on the car. You just nodded and left to find your dad.

You slowly and quietly made your way outside, as you got closer to him a knot in your stomach continued to grow. When you were about three feet from the car you spoke up.

“Daddy” you knew he heard you, but wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t respond.

He didn’t say anything but he put down the towel in his hands and turned to you. You took a deep breath and swallowed the lump in your throat before speaking up.

“I’m sorry, I’m really sorry dad. I never meant for this to happen, I was dumb and irresponsible and it’s all my fault. I’m so sorry….” You took a second to pause, to keep yourself from crying and he stayed silent.

“I need you, I can’t lose my dad. I know how much I messed up, but I’m really scared, I don’t know what to do and I need you, I need my dad. I know you hate me, but I need you and I’ll do anything-”

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Not Meant To Be

Originally posted by totallyyehet

Characters: Jungkook x Y/N 
Genre: Angst
Length: 3.1k words



mhe28andal: so i was thinking if you could do a scenario or a series about Y/N got into a car accident and then having a temporary memory loss where she goes back to where she and Jungkook are still together. ending is up to you. thankyou~ ❤ 

A/N: Thanks for requesting and I hope you like it~ I apologise for posting so late, been caught up with school!!

The car crash accident removed the memories that existed after you and Jungkook’s breakup, leaving you a mess when Jungkook tells you that he’s no longer yours.

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