but i hope it was similar to what you had in mind anon

Harry Hook - Best Friend

Originally posted by adisneylover92things

Requested By: Anon and @starwarsphantomlover

Request: Jealous Harry.

Authors Note: To the Anon that requested it end in fluff, I hope you’re okay with the ending! It’s not all that fluffy, but it’s all I could come up with, especially with putting two similar requests together! But I still hope you enjoy! Also, I’m very aware that the ending of this is kind of rushed and I apologize!

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“Thank you SO much Gil! I really appreciate you taking over my shift!” You exclaimed, your hand reaching out and taking your friends hand as you made your way off the lower part of the dock.

“No problem, Y/N!” He smiled, his voice so full of enthusiasm that it sounded as though he was going to burst. “You’ve been put on watch every night this past week. I think you could use a break.”

You laughed, your shoulders bouncing in a ‘what can you do’ type shrug before slouching in acknowledgement. “Well, I guess that’s what happens when you start a fight with Uma.” 

Gil let out a giant laugh, his eyes lighting up in childlike innocence before nudging you in the side.

“Yeah, I guess.” He agreed, quickly taking his sword out of his belt and laying it on his chair. “But you better be careful. She might try to throw you overboard next time, and I don’t think Harry would be able to stop her.”

You rolled your eyes playfully, the image of Harry even trying to stand up to Uma roaming your mind and making you laugh. 

“Harry would let Uma throw me overboard without a second thought.” You joked, not once meaning your words, but knowing that Gil would find them hilarious. 

Gil let out a small giggle, his shoulder nudging yours once again as he led you back into Ursulas Fish and Chips and toward your dorm. 

“Anyway, thanks again, Gil! I really do appreciate this!” You proclaimed, your arms wrapping around Gils’ waist in a friendly hug. “I promise I’ll pay you back somehow.” You playfully winked, the joking nature of your friendship with Gil as innocent as it was flirty. 

“With what? Candy? Popcorn? Candy AND popcorn?” 

“All of it you can eat.” You replied, a small laugh escaping your lips before gently pulling away from him and making your way into your room.

You let out an exhausted sigh, the air heavy against your skin as it warmed you from the cold wetness of the dock. Breathing in deeply, you removed your belt and walked towards your drawer, your hands reaching down and removing you shirt as you prepared to change out of your ‘watch’ clothes. 

Then, suddenly and without any type of warning, a loud bang rang through your room, the sound catching you off guard and making you stop in your tracks. Lifting your shirt so that it covered your barley covered chest, you reached down and grabbed your sword, immedietly pointing towards the entrance and at whoever dared to barge into your room without a reason. That’s when you saw your best friend Harry standing at your door, his eyes staring straight into yours as he completely disregarded the fact that he had walked in on you in a personal state. 

“What the hell, Harry!? I could have killed you!” You shreiked, immedietly throwing down your sword and putting on your shirt.

“C’mon, love. You and I both know that that would never happen.” He slurred, his accent thick and rich in your ears as he made his way inside and shut the door behind him.

You rolled your eyes, quickly making your way over to your bed in order to take off your shoes. 

“Yeah, whatever. What are you doing here?” 

Harry breathed in deeply before making his way closer to you, his eyes showing an intense amount of anger that you weren’t used to seeing from him. 

“What’s your problem?” You questioned, a light giggle leaving your lips as you assumed he came to rant about something Uma made him do.

Harry cocked his head to the side, his lips curling into a playful smile as he stood mere inches from you. 

“Are you and Gil dating now?” He questioned, anger and sarcasm heavy on his voice as his darlky outlined eyes bored straight into yours. 

“No.” You laughed, immedietly pushing him out of your way and heading to your closet to put away your shoes. 

You had never even considered the idea of you and Gil dating, and you didn’t understand why anyone else would either. Gil was one of your best friends, and you did seem to playfully flirt with him a lot, but still. Everyone on the Isle knew that you’ve had a thing for Harry for years now. You were in love with him and it was completely obvious.

To everyone but Harry, that is.

“Really?” Harry suddenly continued to question, the glare from his hook bouncing off the wall and shining into your eyes as he made his way over to you. “Then what’s with all the hugging, huh? And the flirty comments?” He asked, leaning against the wall beside you. “I saw you just now, and people don’t talk like that with people that are just friends.”

“Then you obviously don’t have very many friends, do ya stud?” You joked, a small shrug leaving your shoulders as you heard him give you an angry sigh. “I don’t know what you want me to say, Harry. Gil and I aren’t dating.” You continued, not understanding why he would care so much about it in the first place. “Besides, why is it any of your business who I date?”

Harry looked at you in disbelief, his eyebrows furrowed in a strange mixture of shock and anger before he leaned away from the wall and hovered over you.

“Damn, Y/N. Are you really that blind?” He seethed, his voice so full of venom that you felt as though you’d been bitten.

“Hey, back off.” You demanded, completely confused as to what had made Harry so mad at you all of a sudden. You and Harry had had plenty of fights during your friendship, but he had never been angry at you. Not like this. 

But the fact that he was angry at you wasn’t even the problem. It was what he was angry about. He had no reason to question you about your completely non-romantic relationship with Gil, and if anyone had a right to be mad, it was you for his complete inability to see that the only person you wanted to date was standing right in front of you.

“What the hell’s your problem, Harry? Why are you questioning me all of a sudden?” You asked, quickly walking over to him and poking him in the chest. “Besides, you may be my best friend, but you don’t have the right to get angry with me about something as personal as dating. That’s none of your business.”

“Best friend? Just…seriously, Y/N? Don’t you see that that’s the problem!” He scoffed, his eyes becoming glassy as his anger turned into disbelief.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You asked, confusion filling your face as you questioned why your friendship was suddenly a problem for him.

“Because…” He started loudly, his voice fading to a whisper as he realized what he was about to say. “Because I just…” He continued, not being able to find the right words as his eyes traveled across your confused stricken face. “Oh, screw it.” He breathed, his hands suddenly reaching out and bringing his face towards yours.

Letting out a surprised squeal, you couldn’t help the shock that crossed your face as Harry’s lips connected with yours. You were frozen for a moment, your eyes wide open and looking into space before you finally gave in and kissed him back.

The kiss was slow at first, the deep flavor of sweat and saltwater heavy on your tongue as you pulled him closer to you. Harry pressed against you softly, his hands quickly leaving your face and wrapping around your waist as he lightly dug his hook into your lower back.

Giving you a relieved sigh, Harry removed his hook from behind your back and pressed you against the wall, his hot tongue immedietely making its way towards your lips as your nails ran diligently down his sides.

Letting out a gasp, you pulled away, the need for air becoming too strong as your mind tried to register what exactly was going on. 

“I…I um…” You started, your speech completely gone as you tried to figure out what to say.  “I..I -”

“That,” Harry interrupted, his face mere inches from yours as he continued to press against you. “That’s why I wanted to know.”

❝ You are really perfect ❞

Plot:  You and Jimin fights, he calls you clingy and annoying and says he hates when you steal his clothes. So you begin to act “cold”, because you don’t want to be clingy and annoying, first he didn’t realise you stopped doing that but then he does and feels guilty and sad and you can keep going from that, so he makes it up to you.

Pairing: JiminxReader

Words count: 2,3k+

Genre: Slighty angst/Fluff in the end 

For anon, I hope you like it! - M. 

Gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner!

Everyone at the Big Hit building knew you, so when you came with snacks for everyone they could not do anything but love you even more.  

Immediately one of BTS’ manager told you that they were in the rehearsal room, so smiling you did a deep bow as a thanksgiving and you headed to the rehearsal room.  

It was the first time you visited the new building, but fortunately, a gentle lady pointed you in the direction you had to follow. They were all so polite and kind that you almost felt a rude person in comparison, even though your boyfriend kept saying you were the best person he had ever known.  

Trying not to drop anything, you didn’t want to waste the morning you spent cooking leaving the food on the ground, you’d better squeeze the heat bag in your hand and knocked gently on the blown glass door that divided the rest of the world from the Bangtan.  

A “c'mon” practically screamed at lungs gave you permission to enter and making, even more, attention you opened the door and entered, recognizing immediately Jungkook’s and Taehyung screams that greeted you enthusiastically.  

“Noooooona!” Jungkook ran to help you, perhaps more interested in the food than your presence but you could understand it. Surely they were practicing for hours and they had to be all hungry.  

“Hi Kookie, yes you can bring away the food….” You giggled as you approached the rest of the group, already trying to check what was in the bag. Check and scream of joy, because it was all homemade food and already just opening the zipper the scent was flared out.  

You’d fix better Jimin’s T-shirt you wore, you slipped it into skinny jeans because you were smaller and even lower than him, noticing only at that moment the slightly detached look of your boyfriend. Jimin wasn’t looking at you and it was almost a surprise because his smile was always the first thing to welcome you when you went to spend some time with them.  

“Aigoooo, Y/N, you cook better than Jin Hyung!” The voice of the leader rang in the room, making you laugh as you sat next to the pink-haired boy. You caressed his forearm, but the smile he made was visibly pulled so that you could be worried that something had happened before you arrived.  

He hadn’t touched food yet and didn’t seem intent on doing it, which pushed you to ask him what was going on.  

“Hey.. Something wrong, Chiminnie? ”  

“No.”  

You flinched slightly feeling his blunt response, while with the corner of the eye you would notice Namjoon’s gaze on you. He seemed worried and this did nothing but confirm your concerns.  

“Are you sure..?”  

“Y/N; Stop. I said there’s nothing wrong, can you just worry about your business for once?  

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you had me at ‘i’

premise: (name) and steve try to figure out their feelings in strange ways, that inlcude dating people they don’t like. feat cheerleading!

PAIRING: steve harrington x reader, (slight!)billy hargrove x reader 

a/n: i like cheerleaders ok??? kinda was feeling rly bad abt my writing since i felt that it was not that good so i tried rly hard on this one hope it shows xoxo i will continue to try and work even harder. sorry for being slow on requests
also, requested:  can I request an imagine where Steve doesn’t get along with you but in the inside he likes you, (anon) /  heeeey i love your writing so much!!!! can i request one with steve harrington where you’re a cheerleader and steve starts dating one of your teammates and get jealous? thank youu ily (anon)

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MASTERLIST.

Spring sun shines brightly overhead; soft wind gushes past delicate thighs and pinches at the hems of bright red skirts. The playing field is mostly empty of spectators, just a few younger girls, with awe in their eyes, and a couple of football and basketball players watching the cheerleading squad finish their perfect routine without a hitch. Voices of the girls in pigtails die down into harsh breaths as they wipe away drops of sweat from the arches of their brows and the flats of their foreheads. Some high-five as congratulations, some wave flirtatiously at the boys and they wave back.

“Good job, girls! See you tomorrow, same time, same place.”

With a sharp inhale you fix your white shoelaces and wordlessly accept an offer of water from one of your teammates, Suzy. As you stand up a whiff of your perfume mixed with a tint of sweat greets your nose and you can hardly wait to hit the showers. Your eyes wander around. You see the boys, ones that were so intently watching you and your girls, now approach. Among them is Billy Hargrove – of course he’d be checking you out – and surprise surprise…Steve Harrington.

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Anything For You

((A/N: So I had to edit some of the request a bit to make it work and not be a two-parter, I hope Anon doesn’t mind too much. But mutant reader is always a fun one, so I don’t mind. It’s also my first go as writing for Logan, so be gentle!

Request:

Can I get a Logan x (mutant)Reader, where the reader thinks that Logan hates her since he’s always so rude and gruff and yells at her during missions, so she keeps her distance from him, eventually deciding to leave the X-men. And then when Logan realizes that she left, and why she left, he goes to get her and bring her back home? Lots of angst, then ending in fluff? Fighting and love confessions? Could you make it work? Or is it too much?? Sorry to be a bother!

Pairing: Logan x mutant!Reader

Word Count: 2.7k

Warnings: Language, clearly. ))

“Really? You thought just shootin’ shit with electricity was the solution here?” Wolverine’s voice had risen to an unreasonable decibel level as he got closer, claws withdrawn but still clearly defensive.

Your eyes narrowed, fists clenched, “It was the only option! Iceman was out of the way and Shadowcat was already intangible, no one would get hurt!” Your own voice had risen to match his, stepping closer and closing the little gap that was left.

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The Lecture

Prompt:  Logan creates an entire presentation. There’s a PowerPoint. There are diagrams and charts. He uses a Lazer pointer.Virgil still isn’t 100% sold. He could be misinterpreting something! Maybe that graph doesn’t mean what he thinks it does??? (It’s not really a prompt, just an awesome comment @tinysidestrashcaptain posted on this post)

Pairing: Analogical

Genres: Fluff, romance, education

Warnings: None come to mind, let me know if any are needed, will add

Word Count: 978

Author’s Note: Coming up on the end of the semester at my University and I am swamped with homework, studying, etc. but this little ficlet demanded to be written and I couldn’t say no.  It may be a while before I’m posting content regularly again, but I have lots of fun fics in the works for you guys. Love you!

Logan had worked for the past month on this project, the most important lecture he would ever give.  He had spent hours doing research, editing, making graphs, charts, and diagrams.  There were parenthetical citations next to bullet points and a full bibliography to lend greater credibility to his final point.  He had triple checked for spelling and grammatical errors and made sure to include points that would appeal to his audience’s logos and pathos.  The PowerPoint was as good as it was going to get, and he was ready to present.

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The Painter’s Muse

OMG ANON THANK YOU! I always love getting requests, they’re so fun. I hope you like it anon! Tbh, I never considered writing a Minghao imagine, but I like how it ended up(:

Originally posted by mountean

Pairing: Minghao/Reader

Genre: Soulmate!AU

Word Count: 3K

Summary: You’ve sworn you seen the girl in the painting, staring contently at you, you just don’t remember ever posing for the picture centuries before. 

Author’s note: I never really thought of writing a soulmate AU, but I decided that a reincarnation one was the only one that makes sense. I read soulmate AU’s a lot, and I love them, it’s just sometimes things don’t add up. Thats why Minghao’s names are different in his past life times, because I feel like that makes the most sense, also I just FINISHED GOBLIN. Which plays with the same idea and I will forever be obsessed with the grim reaper and sunny. THEY WERE SO DAMN CUTE. Someone hold me, I’m still recovering from the drama. 

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Robb x Female Reader

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Imagine being betrothed to your life-long friend, Robb Stark, and having an awkward conversation about your future wedding night.

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\ Request from anonymous /

Hey, loveeee! Are your requests open? May I have a one shot/imagine with Robb? Maybe he and S/o being friends, like really good friends, but get awkward around each other after some alliance or being betrothed? And please, with happy alive Stark family?? Love your writhing! S2s2

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No Pain-No Gain

Request:  I’m not sure if you do like one shots or stuff but I had an idea for a soulmate au where someone’s soulmate can feel there pain. Like a a person breaks their foot, their soulmate will feel it to, just not have a broken foot. Image how Clarks soulmate would react with all that stuff. I think it would be cute, but could be kinda angsty. Just an idea. Idc if you do it or not, just thought it was cool. Have a nice day.
Word Count: 9636.
Pairings: Clark Kent/Superman x Reader
WARNINGS: Lots of swearing. Mentions of: low self-esteem issues, traumas, bullying, weakness complex. Angst (personally, I don’t consider this very angsty but, you need to be warned). Also, I’m sorry for any typos since this was not edited and english is my second language.
Author’s Note: Hope this isn’t to cheesy and that you will be able to enjoy it. Also… NINE THOUSAND WORDS IN LESS THAN A WEEK?! That’s a record for me! Anyway, hope you enjoy this and that the anon who requested it isn’t disappointed.

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Yes, I totally needed three gifs of Henry Cavill. You did too, don’t deny it.


I hate my soulmate, that’s for fucking sure. I totally hate him (or her, you never knew) and I don’t give a single fuck if I haven’t met him. Also, no, I’m not exaggerating in the slightest and yes, you can hate someone you haven’t met, thank you very much (and yes, even if it’s your fucking soulmate, especially mine).

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Why Aren’t my Spells Working?

A break-down of why your magickal intent may not be taking effect in your life

Hi there! So, if you’re reading this, you’ve probably had this problem at one time or another; in fact, almost all witches experience a ‘fizzled’ spell every once in awhile… but what happens when you’ve been casting multiple, and they all just won’t take? Here are some reasons why this could be happening:

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  • The spell was not transferred enough energy to take effect. Think of this as filling up a balloon with helium ~ If you don’t put enough in, the balloon with just roll around or float a few inches above the floor, rather than floating high in the air like you intended for it to do. This can also happen with spells! There needs to be enough energy transfer (The energy you put in, the energy you’ve taken from something/someone else, etc.) to allow the spell to ‘take hold’ and manifest strongly and in the way you preferred. 
  • You’re not helping the magick along when it requires you to do so. For many spells, such as magick geared towards jobs, people, physical events, etc. there needs to be more than just one magickal variable working towards your intent to manifest. You need to work for it; If you cast a spell for a job, you also better be turning in that application and resume along with it ~! A spell can increase your chance, luck, and appeal, but it cannot contact your employer and set up an interview. 
  • (A break-off from the above reason) Your conditions just don’t allow the magick to materialize easily. This is the most possible to happen in weather spells, such as those to bring heavy rain to a dry climate area, or magick for something that your life/area just cannot manifest. For example, imagine somebody trying to cast a spell to ‘make one of their friends fall in love with them’ whilst having not a single friend in their life; the spell is incapable of materializing, because their are no variables for it to work with! It is a sad thing to think about, certainly, but this example shows how casting a spell that is wrong for your life situation can cause it to work improperly or not at all. (Tip: This person should have cast a spell for new friends first! This also shows how you may be casting spells that are wrong for the situation) 
  • Your wording was not the best. Similar to how people will often word things in a positive or future-tense manner (EX: ‘I AM BRAVE’ / rather than ‘I WILL BE BRAVE’) during spellwork or how in some fairytales the genie will grant a wish in a horrible way according to the wording of a wish, you must be careful to be clear and concise in what you’re wanting! Stay away from vague or general wording; You’ll wish you had when you try to cast a spell for a person to love you romantically, and later find that they love you like a sibling or best friend ~ 
  • You forgot to/incorrectly grounded after a spell. Grounding is not only important to maintain your own energies, but it is also a good tool for assuring that the energies of your spell don’t simply go on floating ‘up in the clouds’, failing to come down to earth and manifest! Grounding after a spell also increases the chances that it will work faster. 
  • Your focus/energy was off during the spell. Common for those with a low rate of focus, who’s mind wanders easily, or with low/confidence and doubt (which can especially put off your energies) you might have broken the intent of the spell while casting it. Not to worry, for spells can be re-cast and focus can be sharpened, but be sure to have a strong mind when performing visualization or transferring your intent into a spell! This can lead to a spell manifesting in a different way than you intended (which may not always be a bad thing) or just all-together not working.
  • (For people-directed magick) The person on the other end of your spell has a protection ward. If you’re simply trying as hard as you can to curse, heal, bless, cast upon another witch without their knowledge, there’s a chance that they have up some magickal barriers of their own. Be cautious with curses on other witches especially, since there are wards to reflect curses back upon the sender, and you never know! This can also be so if you are casting magick upon somebody to improve an aspect of their life; they may unknowingly be mentally/spiritually guarding, or ‘closing’ their energy, making it difficult for the magick to attach to them. 
  • Further tip: Have patience! Some spells take a while to manifest or come to be, and if you’re becoming discouraged after them not working within a week, you need to have a bit of patience.



Keep in mind that these are things anybody can do without knowing; they do not at all make you a bad or incapable witch, but it is important to know and accept why they may not be working. I hope for those that experience it, these reasons can provide some insight ~ This post was inspired by all of the anons who have been asking this question frequently

Send me a message if you have any questions or comments ♡ Thank you!

~Rainy

anonymous asked:

could u list some reasons why u hc mike as bi?? im curious

anon, hell the fuck yes. LISTEN: 

- first of all, bisexual rep is so shitty a majority of the time, and i really believe in the importance of positive representation in media and stranger things is a really popular show so it would be amazing to see that! 
- second of all, mike’s feelings and reactions towards both eleven and will are…. eerily similar, but different in a BIG way. let me explain that
- mike is so ride or die for both of them, he dedicates his entire life to each of them when they need him the most. he’s a good kid, but he loves them with his entire heart and it’s so fucking obvious
- he is SO protective over both of them: defending eleven to the rest of the party when they weren’t so on board, hiding her, shielding her with his Actual body when the bad men came for her. similarly, he’s always looking out for will, paying attention to him the most, shaking him out of his episodes & taking him HOME, holding him close and grounding him to reality, making sure will knows he’s not alone and will NEVER be alone, because mike’s always gonna be there. 
- he expresses himself openly with both eleven and will, more nerves with eleven because she’s a girl, but more comfortably with will because they’ve been best friends since they were tots
- this next part is really important because it says a lot about the way mike feels about will
- when they’re interrogating will, trying to get to him after the Mind Flayer’s taken over entirely, mike’s character is literally given what is basically a monologue on how they met, and he’s choked up, crying, talking about how important it was to him and how it was the best thing he ever did. 
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mike’s been fucked up over eleven for a whole year not knowing where she is, worried sick, missing her, and yet the BEST thing he ever did was ask Will to be his friend all those years ago? 
- this is so fucking important because IF will was a girl, this would literally be the most romantic scene out of the ENTIRE show. don’t fuck with me people, you know it is. if this was between a boy and a girl, if this had been between mike and eleven… i’m not even gonna finish because anon, i’m sure you get my point
- the fact that he says this stuff to will SHOULDN’T be written off immediately as just Guys Being Dudes 
- this is a romantic scene, he’s telling the story of how they met, it’s a fucking love story and it breaks through to will enough to give him the strength to send them morse code signals
- that’s GAY, kids. that is the power of gay love 
- also that sweater mike wears in the scene where they’re looking for dart? the most bisexual sweater ive ever seen (im kidding but also not really)

okay shit anyway sorry, my POINT is that mike being bisexual makes sense. his feelings for eleven and will are similar, shown in similar ways, just without the kissing. and i would also like to point out that mike and eleven weren’t even supposed to kiss at the end. i dont have my hopes up for the Het Duffer Bros, but it would be incredible to explore mike’s sexuality in a positive way, and give us some awesome bisexual rep in an already well-loved character!! 

anonymous asked:

Reaper x reader where the smol reader steals his clothes a lot?

I  did this pre fall, hope that works for you anon!  Hopefully Reaper’s voice came out okay–I’m still working on figuring out his pre-fall character.


Gabe had never offered you anything to wear, even when you pretended to be cold.  You weren’t sure if it was because he knew that you weren’t cold, or his attitude was real.  All you would usually get from him was a “Shoulda been more prepared, Y/N,” with a chuckle.  Suffice to say, you never got him to offer you a jacket or even a glove.

So resorting to stealing his stuff?  That was his own fault.  One evening while he slept next to you you managed to sneak out of bed and grab his grey hoodie, throwing it over your head with a hushed giggle.  He didn’t even stir when you climbed back into bed, wrapping your arms around him and nuzzling close.  By the time you woke he was gone, something you were used to.

However he had somehow managed to steal his sweater back, leaving you in nothing but a tank top to cover your torso.  It had freaked you out a little to know he’d gotten a sweater over your head without you noticing, but it only fueled your fire.

The next time you slept in his room you stole his boxers.  But again you woke without them.  Frustrated and feeling like this had become a contest, you found his hoodie slung over a chair by his desk.  You quickly dressed and grabbed it, making sure to throw it on before you left; this time he wasn’t going to get it back while you slept.  


You marched to his office, barely anyone giving you a glance knowing exactly who you were.  The boss’s s/o was never questioned; you could walk pretty much anywhere without anyone batting an eyelash at you.  But while you had a strange amount of power over those in Overwatch, you didn’t over your boyfriend.  So when you came to his office door you knocked and waited for him to say, “Come in.”

You entered, keeping your steps light and shutting the door behind you.  He looked up at you and you thought you caught him wince.  But he quickly grabbed a piece of paper and stood, walking over to a filing cabinet in the corner, his back to you.  

“Hey Gabe,” you said, remaining as cool as possible.  “What’s up?”

His grey hoodie hit you just below your shorts, giving the image of wearing no pants beneath.  You tucked your hands into the front pockets, cozy and warm in his sweater; you just wished he got a similar feeling when seeing you in his clothes.

“Shouldn’t you be working?” he asked, still refusing to turn around.  You heare papers shuffle as he searched through the files.

“No,” you replied, voice low.  You walked over to him, ensuring your footsteps were loud but he still didn’t turn.  You poked your head to the side, trying to get him to look at you but he only looked the other way.  You shuffled to the other side, and again he looked away.  “Why won’t you look at me?”

“I’m…looking for a file,” he said.  His fingers fumbled through the papers before him, drawing your attention.  “I’m busy right now so we’ll have to talk later carino.”

You almost believed him, but something in your tone irked you.  So instead of leaving you used your height to an advantage and weaselled your way under his elbow, forcing yourself between him and the cabinet.  Popping up, you pressed your back against the drawer and shut it with a loud slam.

“Why are your cheeks so dark?” you asked.  Gabe bit the inside of his cheeks, trying to turn away when you grabbed his face and made him look at you.  And there, along his cheeks, you saw something you weren’t even aware he was capable of.  You squealed.   “Are you blushing?”

He huffed at you, grabbed your wrists and lowering them, twisting his neck to look away.  Thankfully he didn’t try to run, and kept hold of you.  Finally, his eyes glanced down at you, slowly moving down your body before meeting your gaze again.

“How many?” he asked.

You pressed your palms flat against his chest.  “What?”

“How many people saw you come here…dressed like that?”  Again, he looked down at the hoodie that covered most of you body.

You shrugged.  “A few.  Why?  You embarrassed that people can actually see I’m your s/o?”

Hurt and anger swelled in your stomach.  Was that why he always took his clothes back?  Or didn’t kiss you in public?  He was fine if people knew you were together but seeing it was something completely different?  You pulled out of his grip and crossed your arms, looking down at his chest as a lump in your throat formed.  Of all the things you thought about your relationship, every doubt that would wriggle into your mind, him being embarrassed of you was not one of them.

“No no no, carino,” he said quickly, cupping your cheeks to make you look at him.  He pressed his forehead to yours eyes closed as he sighed.  His breath was warm against your skin, and you had to stop yourself from kissing him then.  “I…cannot have you wearing my clothes.”

“Why?”  You let your arms fall to your sides.

“Because I cannot stop from…”  He let out a huff of a sigh.  “I cannot control myself when I look at you in them.”

Your own cheeks warmed.  Looking up at him now you could see he was still flustered.

He continued, “It’s not…professional.”

A giggle escaped your lips, making him pull back and look at you.

“Sorry,” you said, “that’s just…really cute.  So you do like when I wear your things?”

With a small smile he let his eyes slowly take in the sweater you wore, lingering on your exposed legs.  “I like it when it isn’t a surprise.”

“Well you never offered so I had to resort to alternative methods.”

Gabe’s hand moved to your waist, pulling you against him.  He leaned down and took your lips into a soft kiss.  Your eyes fluttered closed, hands gripping his biceps as you pressed onto your toes.

“I’ll make you a deal, carino,” he said when he pulled away.  “If you stop stealing my clothes and walking down the hallway like this…” One hand slid down the curve of your ass before he pulled at the hem of your shorts.  “I will give you anything you want to wear when we are in private.”

“And you’ll stop taking them off while I’m sleeping?” you clarified.

He grinned.  “I can’t guarantee I won’t take them off while you’re awake, but yes.  I will steal nothing back.”

“Deal,” you agreed.

“Ah, you know how we seal deals,” he said, leaning down again.  “With a kiss.”

anonymous asked:

I've always thought in terms of personality, arya is much more like catelyn and Sansa much more like Ned. Popular opinion seems to like it the other way round though. Maybe it's because of looks, maybe it's because Sansa/cat less popular arya/Ned more so they group them like that. But I firmly believe personality wise, arya gets more from cat and Sansa more from Ned. I was wondering if you could expand on this and share your opinion?

Hey there anon :). I’ve picked up on this many times before and for some reason its often overlooked by many in the fandom. I’ve always thought that while Arya resembles Ned and Sansa resembles Cat, their personality and mannerisms are actually more like the other parent. I personally think this is often denied because a lot of people love Ned and Arya but don’t like Cat and Sansa, so I’m hoping this may help change their opinion.

Catelyn and Arya:

Feminism: Despite the very patriarchal society they live in, both Cat and Arya are essentially champions of women, recognising the worth of women and also almost scorning how they’re seen as second value citizens in Westeros:

  • Catelyn: ‘A woman can rule as wisely as a man’: When Brynden seems to worry that Lysa intends to rule the Eyrie, Catelyn says this, emphasising her belief that women can do just as much of a good job ruling (and to be fair, Brynden does agree that the ‘right’ woman can)
  • Catelyn: ‘Girls are not important enough, are they?’: This is her response when Robb tells her that he could’ve traded Jaime for Ned, and she realises that Sansa and Arya aren’t worth as much, lamenting how society favours men over women.
  • Arya: ‘The woman is important too’: This is when Jon spots that Joffrey wears both the royal Baratheon sigil of his ‘father’ and the Lannister lion of his mother and says that the royal sigil should be enough but he wears his mother’s house sigil as equal and Arya protests that, saying that women are just as important.

Both Catelyn and Arya are actually rather intelligent: Now I’m not saying that Sansa and Ned aren’t intelligent, but Arya definitely takes after Catelyn, she’s a lot more intuitive than Sansa is, and that is all Cat. Catelyn manages to outwit Tyrion, and he acknowledges that himself: ‘All his life Tyrion had prided himself on his cunning…yet this seven-times-damned she-wolf Catelyn Stark had outwitted him at every turn’. Arya is intelligent as well, for example, she uses her wit and intelligence to manipulate Jaqen into freeing them from Harrenhal, she manages to learn how to speak Braavosi, despite her young age (I also love how when she’s in Braavos, ‘Cat of the Canals’ is a name she uses, it breaks my heart).

They both have a massive taste for revenge:

  • Arya: ‘Every night Arya would say their names. Ser Gregor…The Tickler and the Hound, Ser Amory, Ser Ilyn, Ser Meryn, King Joffrey, Queen Cersei’: The list of names that Arya has of people she wants to kill is very well known in both the books and the show.
  • Catelyn: ‘I want them all dead, Brienne. Theon Greyjoy first, then Jaime Lannister and Cersei and the Imp, every one’: This is before Lady Stoneheart, so there’s not even the excuse of the ruthless, resurrected zombified Catelyn who is taking this stance on revenge.

Catelyn literally has a list of people she wants dead, not necessarily by her hand, whereas Arya actually wants to kill the people on her list, but if this isn’t a huge pointer to who Arya takes after, then I don’t know what is. Now Catelyn isn’t violent, but she’s certainly after vengeance. Ned isn’t a someone who seems like that. Yes he went to war, but I’d argue that was more about finding Lyanna. And if he had got the chance, I’d say he would’ve killed Aerys without blinking, but I firmly believe Arya’s stance on revenge and vengeance comes from Cat, and not Ned. Here are some of Cat’s other quotes:

  • ‘You are the gentle sex’ said Lord Karstark…’A man has a need for vengeance’…‘Give me Cersei Lannister, Lord Karstark, and you would see how gentle a woman can be’
  • ‘I have no skill with swords, but that does not mean that I do not dream of riding to King’s Landing and wrapping my hands around Cersei Lannister’s white throat and squeezing until her face turns black’

Not only is Cat demonstrating her taste for vengeance, but particularly in that second quote, she’s describing it gruesomely. Cat has a fierceness that is seen in Arya. Arya’s list is almost purely based on a desire to get revenge for the deaths of her family, that sounds pretty similar to a certain resurrected character. This fierceness we see in Arya is all Cat, Ned is not a fierce person at all.

Emotion: Both Cat and Arya are driven by emotion, and this can often mean them doing reckless things. While Cat (for the most part) is more rational, and that comes with age and maturity, she can be impulsive at times. For Arya, things like hitting Joffrey (although he was attacking Mycah, Joffrey is the crown prince and it’s punishable by death to strike him) is an example of her recklessness, but she does it to protect someone. Catelyn releasing Jaime strikes me as something similar, it is a reckless act, but driven by a desire to protect her daughters and get them safe. Yes, it wasn’t a good move and severely weakened Robb’s cause (Though I don’t think that cost him the war as others do. They just place the blame on Cat), but it reminds me of Arya, because that is something she would do.

Cat is very emotionally driven when it comes to Jon. Jon’s presence (not his existence, contrary to popular belief, Cat doesn’t hate the fact that Jon exists. She actually says she wouldn’t mind if Ned had many bastards, as long as they were kept away) affects her emotionally and it hurts her to see him every day, to be reminded of the honourable Ned Stark’s infidelity. She acts on emotion and chooses to ignore him over something he had no choice in, and it is driven by her hurt over the situation. Arya is similar to this, in the show, not the book, when Gendry is taken. Gendry is like an anchor for Arya at this point, and it really hurts her to see him being taken by Melisandre. However, she adds Beric, Thoros and Melisandre to her list for this. A list that includes Cersei, Joffrey, Walder Frey, people who helped murder her family. Now, Gendry being taken really hurt her, but do them three deserve to be on her list? Not really, it’s purely driven by emotion.

Childhood: Arya is obviously well known for her play during childhood. She’s messy, enjoys playing with the boys, wants to swordfight, and just wild in general. People often liken that to Lyanna, but Catelyn remembers her own childhood where she used to make mud pies with Lysa, and used to play with her and Petyr. Although she didn’t swordfight, Catelyn’s own childhood mirrors Arya’s quite a bit, since she also enjoyed playing as a child (I have a headcanon that Arya’s archery skills come from Catelyn because as a child, Cat was taught how to use a bow and arrow by Brynden Tully, but there’s no evidence for that, it’s just a headcanon). People may then call Cat a hypocrite for wanting Arya not to engage in play activities, but people also forget that Cat was forced to grow up very quickly after her mother died and it likely was a quick transition that she wasn’t prepared for and I argue that she wanted Arya to be more prepared than she was and she’s also aware of how harsh society is for women, especially those who don’t fit into the roles of ‘looking pretty’ and producing babies.

Strength: Another similarity is both of them remaining strong.

  • Arya: ‘I am a wolf and will not be afraid’ and the repeated ‘I’m not afraid’ in the show’ demonstrate Arya’s strength. Arya is afraid, and the Hound picks up on that, but she tries to push the feeling of being afraid away out of fear of being weak, she can’t allow herself to be weak, instead she resorts to her inner strength.
  • Catelyn: ‘I want to weep, she thought. I want to be comforted. I’m so tired of being strong. I want to be foolish and frightened for once. Just for a small while, that’s all, a day, an hour’ While Catelyn is talking about grief and not fear, she also shares the similar belief that she has to be strong, so she pushes her grief away because she also can’t allow herself to be weak, like Arya, demonstrating the inner strength she has.

I said in a previous ask Cat and Arya’s relationship is undervalued, but there are so many things Catelyn loves about Arya and now Arya will never get the chance to know how much her mother loved her. One thing that is heartbreaking is that we know how desperately Catelyn wanted to give Ned a son that looked like him, but she never got the chance to. I believe that despite the fact that Arya is not seen as ‘pretty’ and doesn’t get the nice Tully features the other four do, Cat wouldn’t change Arya’s appearance because Arya is the brown haired, grey eyed child she’d always wanted.

LSH doesn’t look like she will be introduced in the show, but in the books, I firmly believe that it will be Arya, to put her out of her misery. And I like to think that having to kill her own mother, Arya will stop her quest for vengeance and head north to find her family.

Ned and Sansa:

Naivety: Sansa has obviously changed since season 1, but in season 1, her and Ned shared the same naivety. Both of them go to Cersei in the hope that she will listen to them, and it backfires on both of them. Ned confronted Cersei with the fact that he knew the truth about her and Jaime, and that was essentially him signing his death warrant. It was naive of Ned to believe that Cersei wouldn’t try to fight back in any way. Cersei has watched Robert’s vengeance follow the Targaryen children around in exile, and she didn’t want that for her own children, Ned’s naivety cost him his life. Sansa also runs to tell Cersei of Ned’s plans to leave, and it backfired. 

Too Trusting: Ned obviously doesn’t trust Cersei, but he places trust in her that he believes she will take up his offer and flee. He trusts that she will put the interest of her children first, and she doesn’t and he was too trusting of her.

  • Ned: ‘Distrusting me was the wisest thing you’ve done since you climbed off your horse’—‘I did warn you not to trust me’: This is the classic example of Ned being too trusting. Placing his trust in a man who literally tells him not too.
  • Sansa: ‘Once she had loved Prince Joffrey with all her heart and admired and trusted his mother, the queen. They had repaid that love and trust with her father’s head: Sansa places her trust in the wrong people, just as Ned does, and unfortunately for her, she finds out the hard way and it’s certainly a learning curve for her. The too trusting thing is all Ned, Catelyn is much more wary of people, as is Arya (Roose Bolton at Harrenhal for example)

The Eyrie: This is much more of a simple parallel, but it is still one.

  • Ned: Grows up in the Eyrie as a ward of Jon Arryn
  • Sansa: Spends time in the Eyrie under the ‘protection’ of Littlefinger as his bastard daughter (niece in the show)

It’s a very simple similarity, but I believe there is a purpose to everything that George writes. It’s funny that LF is almost trying to make Sansa turn into Catelyn, but he’s doing so in a place where Sansa will feel connected to Ned.

Traditional: While Cat and Arya very much champion women and are essentially medieval feminists, Ned and Sansa are much more traditional. Now, that’s not to say that they don’t value women, because they do. Sansa has probably been beaten down to think that women aren’t worth much but by season 7, we see that she’s really starting to believe in herself as a woman. Ned definitely valued women, respected them, he had a lot of trust in Catelyn, but in reality they are both traditional and fit in with the patriarchal society. Sansa despises of anything unlady-like that Arya does, because it’s not how a woman should act. Certainly in book one, Sansa is convinced that she has to look pretty for Joffrey, smile for him, give him babies, a very traditional medieval view of a woman’s role. Ned certainly doesn’t see Catelyn as a breeding machine, and that’s not what my point is here, but he is still traditional in the fact that he is in charge, and what he says goes. He doesn’t give Cat a say in Jon’s situation and then forbids her to talk about him, using his authority as the male over her. That’s not to say Ned is mean, it’s him being traditional, the man is superior to the woman.

Gentleness: Both Ned and Sansa are much more gentle than Cat and Arya. Cat and Arya have a fierceness we don’t see in Ned and Sansa. Sansa is a gentle young lady, made for the south, doesn’t know how harsh the world is, a very gentle soul. Despite his rough exterior, we know that Ned is actually a very gentle person: ‘Eyes that could be soft as fog or hard as stone’, ‘Once I found the good, sweet heart beneath Ned’s solemn face’. Sansa’s gentleness towards people and life is 100% Ned, even though he doesn’t seem the gentle type.

Armour: Their metaphorical suits of armour are pointed out:

  • Ned: ‘You wear your honour like a suit of armour, Stark’
  • Sansa: ‘What was it that Septa Mordane used to tell her? A ladies armour is courtesy’

It’s another simple similarity, but a fascinating one again, because they are both using these metaphorical suits of armour to almost shield them from real life. Ned holds honour in high regard, as Sansa holds courtesy as well, and they are the things that they use to shield themselves, as armour is supposed to do.

General Personality: Ned is known as the most quiet (his nickname is the ‘Quiet Wolf’), sensible, patient, dutiful and this is definitely evident in Sansa. Sansa is also rather quiet (in comparison to Arya), sensible and patient, she’s not rash or reckless, she’s slower to act to things, idealistic, she has a great deal of empathy. That’s not to say that Catelyn is the complete opposite, Catelyn does have empathy and she’s not completely reckless, but these qualities are much more evident in Ned.

Reassurance: This again is only a small one, but in the show only, we’ve seen a similarity between Ned and Sansa, trying to reassure Catelyn and Jon respectively that they belong in Winterfell

  • Ned: ‘All these years and I still feel like an outsider when I come here’ — ‘You have five Northern children. You’re not an outsider’
  • Sansa: ‘I’m not a Stark’ — ‘You are to me’

It’s a very simple parallel, but an important one. They are both reassuring someone who isn’t sure of their place, that they belong. We saw Sansa through season 6 continue to try and assure Jon that he had a place, that he was a Stark. She made him a Stark cloak, she told him he should have the lord’s chamber, she convinced him to be the person to lead them retaking Winterfell. I imagine that Ned throughout his marriage, assured Catelyn that she belonged in Winterfell, the North was her home etc.

Like Cat and Arya, Ned and Sansa’s relationship is massively undervalued as well. Sansa is his first daughter, and while he obviously loves Arya too, that’s something special to him. She’s the first child he would’ve been present for the birth, seen her as a newborn. We don’t actually know when Ned and Cat fell in love, but Sansa could’ve been the first child out of love. Sansa is precious to Ned, she’s just like him in personality, but she looks just like the woman he loves more than anything, and her innocence and gentle look on the world is why I think he doesn’t tell her what the world is really like, he wants to shield his little girl from the horrors of it.

In the end, people talk a lot about Ned sacrificing his honour for Jon, but they often ignore the fact that Ned loved Sansa enough that he was willing to be deemed a traitor to his best friend in order to save her and that is Ned Stark summed up in one scene. He thinks honour is important, but it’s nothing compared to family. Sansa is one of the last things he sees before he dies, and Ned would be proud of the woman Sansa has become

BTS reaction- going shopping with s/o

Anon asked : “Bts react to shopping with their s/o and she tries on different clothes. What would their reaction be you think?”

Anon asked: Bts reaction to going grocery shopping with s/o to different places. Thank you in advance”

A/N: I ended up combining both of these since they are very similar. Hope you guys dont mind :) Happy Reading!!

Hyung line: Grocery shopping with s/o

Maknae line: s/o trying on different clothes.

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Jin 

Jin would be so happy that you would want him to accompany you for grocery shopping. He would probably help you pick out ingredients, and suggest dishes you guys could cook up together

“Lets make beef” he said holding up a beef package in front of you. “We could put in vegetables, oh! and I could make the broth for it too!” he said in excitement. “You are cute” you said. “No I am just happy to be cooking together with the love of my life” he replied. His cheeks flushed a bit after he said that, but pretending that it was very normal of him to do so he said “okay lets go to the ingredients section and pick out the seasonings”. He interlocked his hand with yours and led you down the alleys of the shopping mart.

Yoongi

If you could get him to go with you for something as ordinarily boring as grocery shopping he would probably just be very annoying and ask at minute intervals if you were done

“Do you really need me to buy vegetables? Its a one person job” he said as he closed his eyes. “Please Yoongi? Please please please?” you genuinely requested. “Okay fine I promise I wont disturb you while you sleep tomorrow, not even to wake you up for practice” you said. “Fine..” he muttered “I’ll stay in the car” he said. When you explained to him that its still the same as not going he agreed. Everytime you put something in the cart he said “ Look we’re done! lets go now” 

Hoseok

Hoseok would probably happily walk around, unable to shake off the domestic vibes he felt while grocery shopping with you. Would likely make up future after marriage scenarios 

“Don’t you get the domestic vibes from all this?” he asked. You were  kind of lost. “Babe just imagine us, married and shopping together like this, buying stuff for our house” he emphasized the word ‘our’. “Hoseok…” you said feeling a bit emotional. He smiled at you warmly. You could tell he was really happy just being with you and it made you happy in turn.“I am serious. Even something as mundane as grocery shopping is fun when I am with you” 

Namjoon

He would probably be the guy reading labels on everything trying to decipher how healthy the food is. 

You sighed as you saw your boyfriend reading labels on everything you picked out. “This is necessary. I need to make sure everything that you ingest is healthy. I dont want you getting sick even in the slightest” he said, with his eyes trained on the box of energy bars. “I appreciate that but..” “But nothing” he cut you off finally putting the box down, smiling with satisfaction. 

Jimin

This boy would most likely just stare at you with a smile on his face each time you came out of the changing room wondering how did he get so lucky 

He was all smiles as you tried on different clothes. “Babe that looks really good on you” he said as he twirled you around. He was so lost staring at you that he didnt even notice when you asked him whether the dress you wore looked good on you. “Hmm?” he said as he blinked a few times. “Lets just buy the whole store because you make everything look so good on you, its hard to choose a single thing” he complimented making you blush. 

Taehyung 

He would probably spoil you rotten, giving so many compliments and taking so many pictures of you.

“The trial room is over on the left” he threw the pile in your hands and pushed you in the direction of the room. You tried on every piece of clothing he had given you and he took pictures of you each time. “How did I ever get someone as perfectly beautiful as you?” he said with a loving smile on his face as you came out in the white dress he had selected for you. His hands snaked around your waist, he pulled you in and his lips drew you into another world. “Keep slaying my princess” he winked as pulled away first.

Jungkook

Jungkook would be so picky about everything you wore because secretly he wouldnt want any other guy to see you so prettied up 

“Next” he said as you came out wearing shorts. “I like it though!” you said in outrage. “I dont” he said casually. He walked towards you spun you around by your shoulder and pushed you in the fitting room. “Why are you being like this?” you asked in annoyance. “I dont want any other guy eye raping the shit out of you.” he paused. “ Unless you want me to get into a bloodied fight then go ahead” he smirked knowing that he got to you. You sighed in response and exited the store hand in hand with clothes of his choice. 


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Regression - Request

Requested by anon: Sherlock x reader. Readers ex boyfriend used to shout at her before he used to beat her. Sherlock never shouts when she’s around as he knows it scars her. One day Sherlock and Mycroft are having an argument Sherlock is staying calm but Mycroft starts shouting. Causing reader to drop a heavy glass dish before running out the door and into the rain
& anon: Sherlock x reader. The reader was in an abusive in the past. Now happy with Sherlock but doesn’t like shouting. Mycroft comes in asking Sherlock to come to dinner with mummy. Mycroft and Sherlock start arguing. Sherlock is staying calm but Mycroft is shouting causing reader to shake in fear.

Pairing: Sherlock x reader

Word count: 1,750

Warnings: Abusive-ex, post-traumatic stress disorder’s regression, triggering.

A/N: Another abusive-ex related fic… I’ll say it again, if any of you is in a similar situation please, please, please, get help. Leave, break that sh*t up, do whatever it takes to go back to a normal life (unless it risks your life, then look for alternatives like calling the cops). I’ve experienced violence first-handedly and I can tell you that there is ALWAYS a way. Don’t let yourself down. You are worthy enough to get a real relationship without violence, abuse, humilliation, etc. YOU ARE WORTH IT.

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Road trips weren’t Sherlock’s favourite kinds of journeys, especially when the destiny was his parents’ house. Yet, he remained calm, finding all sorts of excuse to encourage the on-going conversation between him and (Y/N) to continue until their arrival.

It had been Mycroft’s idea to spend the Christmas Break at their parent’s house. Obviously, Sherlock was a bit reluctant about it, but (Y/N) convinced him to spend time with his family. He agreed as long as she went there with him – which was perfectly accepted by the rest of the Holmes – and so there were.

They arrived a tad bit late, when the moon had just risen over the green hills that framed the petite picture of the small British house Mr. and Mrs. Holmes lived at. In spite of the time, they were received by the cheerful couple and Mycroft, who was just as serious as usual.

After a long dinner, they went to bed. As far as they could tell, that that Christmas would be pacific between the two brothers. Sherlock hadn’t been shot then, and Mycroft was free from his work, so Mrs. Holmes and (Y/N) hoped that they weren’t stressed enough to start an argument over nothing.

The first two days were fine. Mycroft and Sherlock would bombard each other with snazzy comments, but that was it. Mrs. Holmes was more than happy to have her two boys at home without arguing.

“I think he is behaving because of you.” She confessed once to (Y/N), while they baked together.

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(Request) Little Fucker

Title: Little Fucker

Characters: Negan x You/Reader

Requested by: anons

Hey! Im completely obsessed with your writing atm i was wondering if you do requests at all? If so could i please request a really fluffy fic about cuddling with negan?

Hiii, If you’re still taking requests, could I please request one where the reader is one of Negan’s wives (pref. his fave wife! XD) and she finds out she’s pregnant, but she’s worried about his reaction and she starts avoiding him as best she can until he finally manages to get her alone and make her tell him what’s going on, and it has a fluffy/happy ending? Thank you!!

Warnings: No warnings here, just pure Negan fluff!

Note: I hope the anons who requested this don’t mind that I combined their ideas! I thought the requests were pretty similar so there’s that. Also, I apologize because I feel shitty about this work. But I do hope y’all enjoy some wholesome fluff with our man, Negan. xo

Two lines.

Those two, red lines were enough to send you into an emotional outburst for the first time ever. Having a baby was something you’ve always dreamt about, hell, raising a family of your own had always been on your mind. But that was all in the past when the world was perfect with no dead people walking around. Bringing a baby into this kind of world wasn’t your dream come true nor was it even a nightmare. It was your present, your reality, and it scared you because there was no running away from the truth.

If there was someone who could run away from it, it’d probably be Negan.

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ANIMAL COURT FAQ *18.06 UPDATE

To avoid spamming the dashboard I have compiled the Inbox ASKs and answer them together in this post (‘∀’●)❤ ( A few questions are repeated, so I have combined them as one.)  Questions that are not listed here, the answer will be revealed in future comics 👍

Again, thank you so so much for the interest, encouragement and support❤

♛18.06. Update: Sorry for the late reply, I have compiles some more anon asks under the “Read more.” :) Again thank you for the questions!
♛So Sorry Guys. Link fixed

✒ Is the Fox personal bodyguard a male or female?

The Fox is a lady…? To be honest, I didn’t have a gender in mind when I design the fox, so feel free to interpret it anyway you like :)

Will we be seeing any more new faces in the animal court?

There will be other minor characters, such as other soldiers, maids, butlers, gardeners and royal members. And of course the King and Queen of the Goose and Swan kingdom. However majority of the story will still focus on the core 7 below.

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Im Youngmin Mafia AU
  • you were a kindergarten teacher at the elementary school in your town
  • you truly loved your job, having the ability to get students involved in school and their education
  • as the new school year started, you made sure to get to know each of the students and their families well
  • there was one student in particular, im youngjae, who you were concerned about
  • on the first day of school, he’d been dropped off by someone– they’d left so quickly you didn’t get the chance to talk to them– and he’d been whisked away at the end of the day
  • you’ve started noticing that youngjae has issues of some sort with home life
  • you do an activity with the kids about what they want to be when you grow up and he draws a GUN
  • and you’re like no sweetie guns are bad let’s draw a firefighter
  • “but daddy has a gun?”
  • and you’re like ummmmmmmm
  • so of course, when you meet im youngmin, youngjae’s father, for the parent-teacher conferences, you’re intrigued
  • he’s extremely charming, and you find yourself blushing at his small compliments, doing your best to get the conversation back to youngjae’s progression in learning the number line
  • then finally, as the end of the parent-teacher conference draws to an end, you take out the drawing of the gun, showing it to him
  • “this is what youngjae said he wanted to be when he grew up,” you said quietly, watching an array of emotions flit across his face
  • “ah,” youngmin nodded, pulling the paper towards him and tracing the crayon lines carefully
  • you watched as he shifted in his seat uncomfortably, his dress shirt shifting slightly
  • you caught sight of a tattoo on his chest– 101– and you sucked in a breath, understanding
  • while the man in front of you was obviously involved in shady business, he looked so upset about the whole thing, and you felt bad 
  • pulling the paper away, you smiled at youngmin
  • “mr. im, i just wanted to let you know about that,” you said cheerfully, “i’m sure it’s nothing to worry about. youngjae is an absolute sweetheart to have in the classroom. he’s very helpful to his peers, and does his best to understand and keep working on the tasks he’s given.”
  • “please, call me youngmin,” youngmin insisted, shaking your hand as he headed out
  • his hand was warm, and you felt like you’d been shocked
  • one day, you noticed that youngjae hadn’t been picked up after school, so you brought him back to your classroom
  • he sat there, playing with the small boardgames and puzzles that you had as you worked on your report cards, checking to make sure he was okay  every so often
  • the hours passed, and soon, it was past dinner
  • he was clearly hungry, so you dug out some goldfish and let him have that
  • “don’t tell dad, alright?” you winked at him, and youngjae giggled, nodding as he shoved a goldfish into his mouth (this is a terrible teacher btw)
  • you were worried that youngmin wasn’t showing up, but youngjae said he hadn’t said anything about him picking youngjae up late
  • you looked through the emergency contact cards you had, figuring that you would just call him and see what was up
  • on the other side of town, youngmin was tied up to a chair, glaring up at choi seungcheol of svt, blood pouring out of his mouth and ribs hurting like hell
  • “i’m not telling you where we hid the ammo,” he growled, looking up at seungcheol defiantly
  • “oh youngmin, sooner or later, you’ll have to tell us,” seungcheol smiled, holding up a hammer, “after all, you only have so many bones in your body.”
  • suddenly, a phone started ringing
  • another one of the svt members yanked the phone from youngmin’s pocket, showing the screen to seungcheol, who nodded
  • “answer it.”
  • “hello, mr. im? ah, i mean, youngmin?”
  • youngmin visibly tensed in the chair, eyes widening for a brief second. a huge grin spread across seungcheol’s face
  • “i was just calling to remind you that youngjae is still waiting for you here at the elementary school.”
  • “daddy, i wanna go home!” youngjae’s high-pitched voice echoed through the room
  • “youngmin?”
  • seungcheol ended the call, smiling down at youngjae, “i guess we won’t get to all your bones today.”
  • “leave them the hell alone,” youngmin shouted after seungcheol as he left the room, motioning for the others to untie youngmin
  • back at the school, you frowned down at the phone in your hand
  • “did daddy say anything?” youngjae asked, tugging on your sleeve, “is he on his way?”
  • “daddy’s just running late,” you replied, worried. he had responded– why hadn’t he said anything?
  • suddenly, your mind flashed back to the tattoo you’d seen on his chest
  • while youngmin was strange, he never picked youngjae up late– ever
  • he clearly cherished his son, and you couldn’t see his work, however illegal it was, getting in the way of his son’s well being
  • frowning, you dialed someone else, heart beating in your chest
  • one of your friends claimed to that one of her friends was a fairly high-up member of 101, and something about this whole situation seemed fishy
  • after getting the guy’s number from her, you quickly called him
  • “lee euiwoong, who am I speaking to?”
  • you quickly explained the situation, telling him that you were youngjae’s teacher and that you’d called youngmin and hadn’t gotten a response even though you picked up
  • euiwoong cursed, running a hand through his hair
  • he told you not to move from the school, that something might be going on
  • right after he told you that, you heard a loud series of bangs, presumably guns
  • shaking, you hung up, picking up youngjae and running to a small supply closet, hiding in there
  • “youngjae, we’re going to play a game, okay?” you said quietly, holding him close
  • youngjae was clearly scared, shaking as well
  • “we’re hiding, and we have to be as quiet as possible.”
  • youngjae nodded, and you put your arms around him, doing your best to comfort the five- year old
  • you heard loud shouting, the occasional crash, and youngjae whimpered, holding you tighter
  • suddenly, there was another series of bangs, and the sounds of fighting ensued
  • “get the classroom,” you heard someone growl
  • your heartbeat picked up, clutching youngjae tightly
  • you heard someone walk around the supply closet, and you felt hot tears running down your cheeks, thinking over and over that today was the day you were going to die
  • footsteps stopped in front of the supply closet, and you felt like the sound of your heartbeat was going to give you away
  • youngjae sniffled a tiny bit and your heart dropped as the door was wrenched open, revealing an incredibly buff guy with a disgusting grin
  • “you can’t escape n–”
  • he was cut off by the pop of a gunshot, slumping to the side in an instant
  • youngmin rushed over to the two of you, trying to lift youngjae up, but the small boy wouldn’t let go of you
  • youngmin carefully helped you up, walking you over to a chair and helping you sit down
  • “are you okay?” he asked, checking both you and youngjae for injuries
  • “we’re fine,” you assured him, “just a bit shaken up is all. you arrived just in time– thank you.”
  • youngmin stared at you, obviously pained, “i should be apologizing, i’m the one who got you into all of this.”
  • you shook your head, gently rocking youngjae back and forth, “it was those lunatics that got me into this, not you. euiwoong told me about svt.”
  • “you know about svt?” youngmin looked startled, “you know about 101?”
  • you laughed at that, “i saw your tattoo the first time we met.”
  • “and you weren’t terrified of me?” youngmin asked incredulously, “i shoot guys for a living.”
  • “youngmin, anyone who clearly has so much love for their son isn’t a bad person,” you said quietly, watching as youngjae’s eyelids fluttered shut
  • youngmin stared at you quietly, eyes looking down at youngjae before back at you
  • “(y/n),” he said softly, reaching out to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, “thank you, for all you’ve done for my family.”
  • youngmin chill with the cheese a bit pls
  • you end up staying the night at his house because youngjae really won’t let go of you
  • he insists that you take the bed and he can sleep on the couch, and you feel bad but he really won’t have it any other way
  • it’s a friday night, so you’re able to stay over
  • youngjae looks so small and fragile, you feel bad that he had to experience such an intense night
  • he falls asleep and eventually lets go of you, but you can’t seem to fall asleep after such a chaotic night
  • you get up to grab a glass of water, hoping that youngmin won’t mind
  • for some reason, the glasses are on a super high shelf that you can’t reach, even on your tiptoes
  • “need some help?” youngmin apparently was having a hard time sleeping as well
  • instead of water, he made the two of you tea, and you sat at his small dinner table
  • “you know, to be honest, there’s a reason why svt targeted you specifically,” youngmin said quietly, rubbing the back of his head
  • “i thought it was because of youngjae?” you asked in confusion
  • “partially, yes,” youngmin nodded, “and maybe this isn’t the right timing to tell you this, but i like you, (y/n),” he confessed, looking over at you over his cup of tea
  • “you like me?” you frowned, “how? why?”
  • youngmin chuckled, “you’re… you’re you,” he shrugged, “and i like that.”
  • “does that mean (y/n) will be my mommy now?”
  • youngmin turned bright red lmao
  • aPPARENTLY youngjae had woken up and gone out to the kitchen to see what the fuss was about
  • “maybe not mommy,” you replied, ruffling youngjae’s messy hair, “daddy’s girlfriend, though, maybe we have a deal.”
  • youngjae nodded happily, giving you a thumbs up
  • “wait, really?” youngmin looked at you hopefully, “you’ll date me?”
  • “yes, really,” you laughed at his disbelief, “but if i get kidnapped on the first date, I’ll have to reconsider.”

thank you so so much to the anon who left this super detailed possible plot that, upon reading it again, i’m realizing was meant for jonghyun, jung jung or eunki, so for theirs i will DEF try to incorporate something similar w/kids, but thank you again!

anonymous asked:

Hi! Hope you don't mind me asking you this, but you seem to have an awesome grip on the tg characters and themes and there's something I never understood about Hide ^^'' So in chapter 118 he talks about Kaneki's personality and we see he's frustrated because Kaneki should have "told him things" since they grew up together and all, and he calls him selfish. But, we don't know much about Hide, but he doesn't seem to tell Kaneki things much either? About himself I mean. Maybe it's because the /1

story didn’t reveal his past etc and he actually did tell Kaneki things about himself, but I just find it paradoxical that he would complain about Kaneki doing that when Hide himself seems to do that as well? I hope I’m not bothering you with this :’)            


First of all: Please excuse the late reply, anon! And no, of course I don’t mind! I was very happy to see that someone wants to read my opinion on certain topics! I hope my answer won’t disappoint.

My personal take on the matter is that Hide wasn’t disappointed about Kaneki not telling him things, he was disappointed that Kaneki decided to cut Hide out of his life.

The relationship between Kaneki and Hide is absolutely fascinating and one of the most difficult and simultaniously easiest to understand. On the surface level, they are great friends that would stick up for each other no matter what, people that treasure the other like an old photograph; something you never want to lose or forget.

And it seems wonderful, who wouldn’t want to have a friend like Kaneki who is humble and thankful, and all-around just a-okay with whatever you want to do? And who wouldn’t want to have someone like Hide, who doesn’t mind how bad it makes him look to protect someone who is getting bullied? They invest a lot, don’t they? Kaneki takes whatever Hide throws at him, even though it might make him uncomfortable - like socialising, being loud, obnoxious, easy to notice. And Hide sticks up for Kaneki and acts like his personal guard dog, biting off anyone who tries to chew him out. They act like two sides of the same coin.

That seems like a great relationship to have, and it is certainly one of the deepest bonds that Tokyo Ghoul features. Kaneki’s feelings for Hide are real, his inner turmoil is real, his desire to see him again and his wish to turn back time and do things differently is real. It’s all real.

And Hide never had any real need to protect Kaneki, to stand up for him, to stick to him like gum no matter what Kaneki did. But he did so anyway. And his desire to protect Kaneki is there even now. Scarecrow is still looking out for Kaneki like it is a ritual that one cannot forget to do. We see Scarecrow during Kaneki’s rampage as dragon for a reason.

The problem is - their relationship is imbalanced in multiple ways, like basically every relationship in Tokyo Ghoul is. It’s realistic in that way. It’s a friendship that is as much the bandaid on a wound as it is the knife that draws blood.

Because Kaneki and Hide hinder each other at growing in any particular way.

Neither Hide nor Kaneki are people that want to invest irreplaceable importance into relationships. That is to say, both of them do their very best, throughout years, to never let the other into their personal bubble.

The difference between the two? Hide is a cunning little curios cat who doesn’t mind to stick his nose into things that do not concern him, while Kaneki is the one who cuts people out of his life should they overstep his boundaries.

Kaneki cuts off anyone who tries to get close, Hide gets close without others noticing while keeping all of his cards to himself.

So, naturally, Hide would know that Kaneki does exactly that; that Kaneki is known to keep people out of his life if he becomes uncomfortable with the lack of emotional distance that one might want to pursue with him. Hide is so perceptive, he knows exactly when Kaneki is lying.

If he knows this now (’now’ being Chapter 118 of the original TG) he knew this years beforehand, too. Kaneki, who loves books, has always been an open book for Hide. Why would Hide be interested in how Kaneki played the lead role in a play? He isn’t excited about him getting the role, he is excited about Kaneki, a mellow and shy kid, being able to get pushed into a certain direction by someone else; in this case, playing a role that he isn’t cut out for.

That does not mean that Hide has any malicious intent in becoming friends with Kaneki though. Rather, it simply means that Hide realises how easy of a friendship this could be for the both of them, as he is very similar to Kaneki when it comes to not showing emotional weakness to people that could use it against you. Which makes Ken into the perfect friend that Hide could wish for! Kaneki, being someone who isn’t used to friendships, wouldn’t mind someone like Hide approaching him as long as he gains something from it - and here, he gains companionship for the low price of nothing.

Hide invests everything into this relationship when it comes to actions. Hide approached Kaneki when they were little, Hide is the one who supports him every step of the way, Hide is the one who brings Kaneki along to go to places, Hide is the one who keeps an eye on Kaneki long after Ken abandoned him and the Anteiku crew.

Hide is Kaneki’s crutch and is entirely comfortable with this position, as it allows mutual profit for the both of them without the possibility of exposing the weakest parts of yourself. Kaneki doesn’t talk about his past, Hide doesn’t talk about his past. They accept each other as they are and Hide gains someone who relies on him, while Kaneki gains someone who protects him. The only catch in this friendship?

Don’t expose your inner demons.

But this is where Hide sticking his nose into the business of other people comes into play. As I said before, Hide knows that Kaneki abandons people who overstep boundaries. So Hide oversteps boundaries without Kaneki’s knowledge. He gains information, peace of mind without exposing his own flaws. So Hide doesn’t care about Kaneki not telling him things (despite his claim of that being not true), because Hide can figure these things out on his own.

Why does he tell Touka that Kaneki should have told him, then? He’s not showing that mellow side of his the moment he looks at Touka again, he’s being his normally loud, obnoxious self. “Man, Kaneki should have told me about these things, ugh!”

Touka doesn’t know that Hide is extremely perceptive. How can he know that? Because he tells Touka something that is extremely obvious to him, but she doesn’t know precisely: The fact that Kaneki carries an extreme amount of secrets with him anywhere he goes. And his advice to her? Get him to spill all those secrets.

Hide sure as hell wouldn’t ask Kaneki about them himself. On the sole basis that it would endanger their friendship - he kept his mouth shut for years about all the things he knew.

We don’t know much about Hide, but I’m pretty sure it’s safe to say that he and Kaneki both lack a well developed sense of comfort  and a healthy way of socialising when it comes to other people. They both have severe abandonement issues that make them act like magnets that switch their polarization constantly.

They want friendship without all the dangers that comes with it, which is why their relationship functions so swimmingly up until a certain point - they can bask in all the light that friendships bring without ever having to go out of their comfort zone. They enable each other in the worst of ways, hindering their own personal growth because they just go along with all the unhealthy behaviours that the other person partakes in.

Hide KNOWS that Kaneki is lying and says nothing. Kaneki KNOWS that Hide sticks to him no matter what other people say and abandons him anyway. Because maybe. Just maybe. That trust could be exploited.

What leads Hide to actually spill the beans about how much he knows? Kaneki being in a life or death situation. Hide is as unlikely to move towards exposing parts of himself as Kaneki is, it takes A LIFE OR DEATH SITUATION to get them to TALK THINGS OUT.

And they should have noticed that sooner, that no matter what happens, they could rely on each other. But they don’t. Hide doesn’t trust that Kaneki is truthful with him, Kaneki doesn’t trust Hide enough to be sure he would never abandon him.

So, why is this friendship still something that hinders both of them from growing, if they reach a mutual understanding?

Because after this lovely conversation up there, nothing about these issues has changed. At all. It could have, but it didn’t - because Kaneki thought (and still thinks!) that he killed Hide.

Which rendered any sort of development that the two could have gone through mute.

Because now that Kaneki decided to let someone in for once he immediately ended up regretting so because he thinks he killed the one person that would have stuck by him no matter what.

And Hide? That f*cker is alive and dandy, just a bit rusty in the vocal area. He knows how Kaneki functions, what sort of person Ken is and how many downfalls Kaneki had to endure. Hide knows full well that Kaneki is someone who blames himself for all the wrong things and puts all the blame away from him for all the wrongdoings that he should shoulder himself.

And Hide could ease Kaneki from that pain of thinking he killed him, but instead he decides that going into hiding and dressing up like a sweet costume for halloween is a great idea. And yes, he still looks out for Kaneki, but instead of trusting that being open about what happened is the right idea, he takes any sort of way to ease your mind and live with your wrongdoings away from Kaneki.

Hide has NEVER tried to better Kaneki’s habit of self-blame and self-destruction, he enabled it by making sure Kaneki never had to deal with tough decisions; Hide always did those for him. Kaneki couldn’t stand up for himself? Then Hide did so for him. Kaneki wanted to lie? Then he was allowed to lie.

And now, Hide is taking the decision on how to live with the demons that you let out away from him.

But what good did that do?

What did that accomplish for Kaneki?

Well, Kaneki…

…Kaneki doesn’t want to make the same mistake, twice.

Losing the most important person isn’t an option anymore.

And where did that lead him?

Towards destruction.

Protector - Jughead Jones Imagine (Riverdale)

Originally posted by knightlley

Warnings: mentions of abuse

Requests: Anon 1: Number 4 with jughead please!
Anon: Numbers 4, 14, and 18 for juggie jones from the prompt list please?
@samiloves2sing: Could you please do a 1 and 4 with Jughead from Riverdale that ends up with y/n and Jughead being together cause they both have crushes on each other
1. “You’re the only thing left that is important to me now.”
4. “You don’t get to touch her! Not anymore. Not after what you did!”
14. “I promise that I’ll protect you.”
18. “I think you’re worth much more than that.”

Summary: Jughead and the reader are at Veronica’s party and Jughead talks to the reader about their abusive father.

A/N: To the 2 anons and @samiloves2sing, I hope you all don’t mind but you all had similar requests so I thought that I could combine them and create an imagine that could have a part 2 with the final prompt? Let me know if you guys want a part 2. I hope you enjoy it, it’s one of my favourites!! Xx

Mask - Noun: a covering for all or part of the face, worn as a disguise, or to amuse or frighten others. Verb: to conceal (something) from view. It’s almost fitting that you should be at a masquerade party, for you are both covering your face as a disguise and concealing something from view. The former being a symbolic foreshadow to the latter.

Veronica insisted on having a party to release all of our emotions as Riverdale’s tragic downfall increases. Her theme is almost poetic. A masquerade. Whether she realises it or not the theme is a metaphor for Jason Blossom’s murder as his murder could be hiding among us. Hiding behind a mask of lies every waking moment of the day.

Unfortunately, they’re not the only one hiding something. Your father, a well loved council member, abused you behind closed doors. Your mother had passed away during childbirth and your father had never recovered. 4 years ago you had turned 12 and your father came home drunk. Up until then he had been a good father but the 12 years of bottled up resentment had finally burst. You took the beatings and after he had passed out you would tend to your wounds and escape to Pop’s, where your dark haired crush and best friend would be waiting for you.

You never told Jughead what happens but after a few meet ups where you had consistently shown up with multiple bandages and (at times) casts, he put two and two together. Most of the times he would distract you from the day’s events and let you read and give your opinion on his novel, but there were the days where he would take you to the twilight and cuddle with you while you watched movies. You knew he wasn’t one for affection or physical contact so knowing he was fighting his natural instinct to shy away from those things, helped mend the emotional and mental issues you had accumulated.

And so its with a knowing look that Jughead greets you with that you know that he knows what it’ll cost you to show up at Veronica’s party. You look away from the brooding writer to try and forget about the impending doom that will befall you when you leave the blissful chaos you’re currently in the middle of.

“A beautiful mask for the beautiful mystery in black,” you hear your crush comment behind you. You turn around, a blush tinting your cheeks and your heart skipping a beat at the compliment.

“And a simple mask for the perceptive writer,” you remark, locking eyes with him and conveying all your emotions through your eyes.

“Should we get you a drink m'lady?” He obnoxiously bows with a wink.

“As long as it’s not alcoholic,” he grins and starts to make a reply only to be interrupted but a certain, drunk, redhead.

“Oh (Y/N) have a little fun! It’s a party after all,”

“Archie I-” he shushes you and shoves a drink in your hand.

“When I come back, that drink better be gone,” he grins walking away with a sway in his steps. As soon as he’s far enough, Jughead, who you hadn’t noticed had left, came back with a drink in his hand and swaps it with the one Archie gave you. Smiling at him gratefully you take a sip. Lemonade. He always knows what to do. You skull the drink as Archie turns around to look at you and you flip your cup, showing an empty cup. He grins nodding before going back to…you don’t even know what he’s doing. After a couple of hours, you and Jughead escape into a room and lock the door, securing a quiet and peaceful escape.

“(Y/N), are you alright?” He questions as you both sit down next to each other on the bed.

“Yea, I’m alright, just tired,”

“You know I’m not talking about the party,”

“I know but I can’t give you an answer you’ll be satisfied with,”

“(Y/N), how about you come stay at the twilight with me tonight? Nothing will hurt you there,”

“Juggy, no. I can’t,”

“I promise I’ll protect you,”

“Jug I’m not worth your protection. You need to be focused on someone else. I’m a lost cause,” you pause a while before smiling, “I’m a lost girl, soon I can go to Neverland.” You make a reference to your favourite childhood story knowing your raven haired confident would understand your hidden message.

“(Y/N),” he frowns, “ you know I think you’re worth much more than that. I’m not letting you go so easily” You breath hitches at the implications of your crushes statements.

“Jughead, you can’t protect me. It’s too dangerous and you’re the only thing left that is important to me now. Please don’t put yourself in harms way for someone like me.” He stands up, takes his beanie off and runs his hand through his hair in frustration. He then quickly turns around, grabs your head and crashes his lips to yours. Your eyes widen in shock and the force and passion of his kiss takes your breath away. You quickly recover and kiss him back with just as much passion.

“I’m not letting you go back there,”

“You can’t stop me, my father is the only family I have left,”

“(Y/N) you have me,”

“I know I do but letting you protect me would only hurt you. It’s like letting you stand in front of a gun that’s gonna fire towards me regardless of its obstacle.” He sighs giving up.

“Fine, but I expect to see you at Pop’s at 9 tomorrow morning and not in Neverland. Understand?” He tells me in a firm and commanding tone. I notice the fear in his voice and hug him tightly.

“Thank you Jug.” We pull away and I look at the time.

“It’s really late, I should go home before it gets worse,” he looks at me worriedly.

“Ok, let’s go,”

“You’re not coming with me”

“I’m going to walk you home, and you cannot say or do anything about it.” You both walk out of the room, find Veronica and thank her for the party. You both then start making the doomed trek to your house. Halfway there Jughead grabs your hand and squeezes it reassuringly.

“I’m not gonna let anything happen to you,” he says.

“Ok,” you simply reply, getting tired of the constant circle the conversation is going in.

When you’re two houses away you stop, let go of his hand and turn around to face him.

“Juggy, thank you for everything but now you have to let me go,” he grabs you by the waist and kisses you again, softly this time. You wrap your arms around his neck and you hold each other tightly, afraid to let go. When you both break away for air, you peck him one more time and then walk to your house. Giving Jughead one last look you walk inside to face your father.

“(Y/N)! Your finally home,” he spits at you with disdain. “I told you not to go to the party,” he gets up from his chair and starts coming towards you, backing you up against the wall. He takes another swig of his beer and raises the bottle behind his head. He goes to take a swing at you, when the front door bursts open and your dad is knocked to the ground. Your knight in shining armour, Jughead, steps in front of you.

“You don’t get to touch her! Not anymore. Not after what you did!”

A/N: part 2 anyone?

Y/N = your name