but this part made me giggle


Summary: Through Bucky’s eyes, he falls in and out of love with you.

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Bucky Barnes

Word Count: 1,545 (incl. lyrics)

Warnings: Angst. 

A/N: Heard this song today and well, this came out. Hope you all enjoy.

Originally posted by gliceria

Well I heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
Well it goes like this: the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah 

I remember the day I met her. I recall everything, the clothes she was wearing, the weather, the name of the waitress that was taking my order, how stale the soda became because I was so entranced with her, with the way she moved. I remember everything. And every now and again, my brain goes over this occasion, because it does not want to forget, does not want these details of such a monumental moment in my life to fade away.

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Mi Amor

 Daveed Diggs x Latina!Reader

Requested by anon: Hi. It’s the anon who asked about the Latina reader here. I was wondering if you’d do like where Daveed and the reader are really good friends but Lin knows she has a crush on him and he’s teasing her about it but daveed overhears them mention him and doesn’t understand them cause they’re talking in Spanish. He asked her about it or something and then fluff or smut! I don’t know…. Your other fics are amazing so I know this one will be to die for no matter what! Gracias!! ❤❤

Words: 3,675

Warnings: Swearing and SMUTTT. A LOT OF IT idk what else you want from me ahahaha

A/N: This was SO FUN to write but Idk I’m sorry if this was so bad lol I THINK I’VE OFFICIALLY MADE THE SINNERS CLUB LOLOL OKOKOK

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36″ x 48″ (M)

word count: 3.6k

genre: smut; idol!verse

pairing: reader/taehyung

warning(s)/kink(s): intercrural sex (thigh fucking) + dirty talk + come play + size kink (?)

a/n: the title is a joke about canvas size, that of which is a large size for one lmao


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Hello, Gentle Reader. This is Fan Fiction.

Recently, I’ve seen some rumblings across my dashboard about fan fiction again.  

I don’t want to dive into a debate because all the information that I have to go on are second hand sources and there’s always going to be a bit of bias there, because one person can see it in one way and another person can perceive it in another way.  

I’d rather explain to you, New and Gentle Reader, what fan fiction is, if this is the first time you’ve heard about it.  

Fan fiction is what happens when you walk out of the theater, turn off the TV, the radio, close that book or whatnot for the first time and ask yourself  “What happens next?"  Or:  "What if it happened THIS way instead?"  Fan fiction is what happens when you are six or seven years old and you take your dolls, your action figures, your stuffed toys and various household items as props and send them all onto adventure.  Maybe Barbie rescues G.I. Joe from Cobra or Optimus Prime fights the Evil Transforming Kitchen Thingy that Mom uses for making meatloaf but should really be the Evil Transforming Dark Lord of the Sith.  

Fan fiction is what happens when you are ten and you’re discovering how to really write for the first time and you put words on the page, in your math and English notebooks, one sentence after another, style be damned, painstakingly bringing forth to life the images in your head of your cartoon and movie and book heroes.  

Fan fiction happens when you are in your teens and you want to be the hero or the heroine of the story and you want to fight alongside Captain America and the Avengers and go on the Quest to Erebor or save Frodo from the effects of the Ring.  

Fan fiction happens when you are in your twenties or your thirties or beyond that and you are still writing because you just enjoy and love telling stories.  There’s a new maturity to your writing and that happens because you’re a bit older, though maybe not wiser, but you still love telling the stories anyway.  People tell you that you should write for money and sometimes you think, hey I could try that and you dream.  And sometimes you just smile and say, "I just like telling stories” and that is more than enough for you.  

And sometimes people fall in love in your stories, regardless of sex or gender.  Sometimes they fight.  Sometimes they laugh.  They cry.  They hate.  They die.  Sometimes they kiss.  Sometimes they make love.  Sometime it’s just sex.  You keep writing.  You can’t help it.  You get that idea and you just need to write it down.  Word for word.  One sentence after another.  Just like when you were a kid and you’d wear your pencils to stubs and let your pens run out of ink as you shape the letters.  

That’s fan fiction.  Sometimes, the best stories in the world start because they were fan fiction.  Ask Shakespeare.  Ask Jules Verne.  Ask Neil Gaiman.  

Gentle Reader, if this is your first time in here, then I hope you might find the time to read my stories.  I humbly ask, because a fan fiction writer’s currency is in the feedback of his or her readers and we’re happy to hear from them when it’s good and devastated when we get hate from those who don’t even have the courage to sign their names.  If it’s not for you, then I understand.  It’s all right.  Move on, that’s okay.  These aren’t the droids you’re looking for.  Maybe there’s something else you’d like.  It’s fine.  

And this is what I hope for if you do decide to venture in.

I hope you smile.  I hope you laugh.  I hope that you ended up snorting coffee out your nose in the middle of Starbucks.  (Here’s a napkin.  Sorry that I’m not sorry?)  I hope that I made you giggle in the middle of the subway or the bus stop and you get weird looks from folks passing by.  

I hope you cry, because sometimes I write sad things and that makes me cry too.  Here’s a tissue.  It’s okay.  Sometimes there are no happy endings.

I hope you are frightened, but only in a way that a good, scary story can make you feel frightened.  Sometimes there are dark and terrible things out there and they’re part of the Story too.  Hold my hand.  It’s all right.  I’ve got you.

I hope you blush and maybe smile a little later when love and romance and sweet things are told.  Love is a gift and true love is meant to endure.  And sometimes there’s hurt and pain and grief in there too, but you already know that.  You’ve lived that.  Sometimes we do have happy endings after all.  There’s always hope.  

Are you ready?

It doesn’t always start with “once upon a time” or “a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…” but every story starts somewhere.  

Turn the page.  Click the button.

Here we go.    


Theo x Reader

Requested by Anon

Proof reading done by the awesome @joeynihil

“Theo?” You asked when you stopped next to him as he slyly rubbed up against you. “What’re you doing?” 

 “Nothing!” He almost squeaked which naturally had you suspicious that something was wrong worsening. 

 “Sure, I need to go and get my books from Stiles’ jeep I left them in there this morning.” You groaned and jumped when Theo grabbed you by the shoulders and shook you slightly. 

 “I can get them, I’m big and I’m bigger than Stiles so I can carry all the books you’ll ever own!” With that he let go of you and hurtled out of the building. 

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Snapchat Mishap{Part 3}

 { Warnings : S M U T & NSWF GIFS ;) } I hope you guys like it, feeback & ideas are  always wanted!

{ Part One }  { Part Two } { Master List }


   It’s girls night &  you just came clean to Wanda & Natasha about the game with Bucky. Natasha just smirks, but Wanda is not pleased with the fact you waited this long to tell them. Questions begin shooting from her, no space In between for you to even answer her. When she finally finishes, she’s out of breath, and giving you a  'well I’m waiting bitch ‘ look. You answer them all, telling them how it started with an accidental snap, about the snaps since then and about the other morning in the kitchen before Steve and Sam showed up.

  It’s been three days since that happened, and the snaps have increased between to two of you. While you drink with the girls, the boys are having their own night, which usually includes beer & poker . Girls night is so much better; you have booze, face masks, pizza & movies. Tonight though Nat suggest something new,

  ” what do you guys think about crashing the boys poker game?“

” I thought the point of girls night was to ignore the guys!“ You groan .

” yeah yeah , but how funny would it be to kick their asses at poker ! Plus it could be a good chance to play with Bucky a little y/n, I heard Thor sent them some as guardian mead… you could win this thing tonight .“ Shit, she’s so right.

” I don’t think it’s fair if I do it when he’s drunk natty.“

” but your drunk too!“ Wanda cheers. Well she’s not wrong .Nats secret stash of vodka was strong as hell, barely 45 minutes in you& wanda were about to cross the border from tipsy to drunk. Time for some fun .

  When you step off the elevator on to Tony’s floor, you hear the boys voices echoing through the halls . All eyes turn to you and the girls when you appear in the doorway

” got room for three more guys?“ Nat asks with a smirk .

” did girls night get too boring for you ladies?“ Tony asks as he pulls three more chairs to the poker table

  ” we can only experiment with each other so much Tony.“ You tease with a wink. You pick the seat next to Bucky, sending him a quick smirk before turning away .

  You suck at poker , absolutely suck . But you don’t feel too bad, wanda is just as bad. You both opt out of playing after a while and just watch Natasha kick the guys asses. You notice the guys drinks are getting low & the bowl of chips is nearly empty so you decide to busy yourself .

  ” I’m going to refill everything , I’ll be back.“ You grab the empties and and head down the hall to Tony’s kitchen . You place the bottles on the counter, as you go to turn and grab the liquor bottle you feel two familiar hands on your waist . Game time .

  ” need help doll?“ Buckys voice was rougher than usual , making you shiver at the sound .

” sure Barnes .“ He Hunms in response, he doesn’t move though, his hands tighten on your waist instead .

” buck what are you-“

” these shorts look amazing on you doll.“ He whispers into your ear . Between the vodka and his voice you’re turning into a puddle too fast. When you don’t answer his hands crawl from your hip to the front of your pants, popping the button open and sliding under them. His hands just rest for a minute over the front of your panties , before moving even farther down until they are over your clit. His finger start slowly pressing against you, the friction from your lace panties causing you to squirm . ” what’s the matter doll ? Don’t you like this?“ 

He nips at your ear, resulting in your head falling back against his shoulder . His lips trail down to your neck, placing kisses in the crook of your neck .

” James -“ he placed more pressure on you clit , now starting to run fast circles against you.

” say it again y/n" oh no, you’re not getting the upper hand here barnes . You remove his hands from your shorts, then spin around and grab onto his shirt. You flip your positon, pressing him against the counter now . Your eyes don’t leave his as your hands play with the bottom of his black V neck. You run your hands underneath, and find the band of his boxers . 

You slip your fingers under the band and move them across is waist . Buckys breath hitches and you hear it, sending him a quick wink. You stop above his growing bulge, and go to slide your hand but he stops you. Your position is changed again and your back against the counter . You both stare at each other , lips parted as you breathing quickens. His tongue darts out to lick at his lips and you lose it, you need to feel his lips on yours . You fist your hands in his shirt and tug him to you, but before you lips can touch you stop. You know once you kiss him, you might not be able to stop yourself ; and you aren’t about to lose . Not tonight .

  “ everyone’s waiting for us .” Is all you say as you duck out of his grip. You grab the bottle of booze from the other side of the counter and go back to what you initially came here to do.

“ you’re driving me crazy doll .”

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“ that’s the idea sweetheart.” You hand him the bowl of chips and grab the tray of drink and head back to your friends .

   Poker doesn’t last much longer , Natasha’s winning streak finally made the guys quit . By now you’re all drunk , but not completely trashed .

“ let’s play hide and seek!” Wanda says through her giggles . Surprisingly everyone agrees, tony has Friday randomly select someone to be It first , and lock the floors that aren’t part of the playing field . So far the only floors to use for hiding are Tony’s, the communal level & the party room level. FRIDAY selects Sam To count first, and after 5 minutes of him bitching he finally begins counting . You all dart out of Tony’s living room to hide . You know how sam thinks , he’ll probably assume no one would be obvious enough to hide on Tony’s floor( since that’s where he’s counting) but you do . You go to hide in Tony’s massive closet , but find it already taken.

“ well hey there doll face.” Of fucking course he’s here. You hear Sam call the last number and fling yourself into the closet . The door shuts quietly behind you leaving you in th dark with Barnes . He manages to find you , startling you when he tugs you against him.

“ mmm doll, I haven’t stopped thinking of you all night .”

  “I don’t think now is the time for-” your words turn into a gasp when you feel your shorts being popped open . Buckys metal hand slide under your panties, going right to your core. “ fuck y/n , you’re drenched ! Is this all for me? ” his fingers roll your clit , making you whimper . 

“ god you smell good Angel. ” his fingers dip into your pussy, making you arch your back.

“ fuck.” You whimper , his fingers pick up speed , plunging into you at a harsh pace. His thumb presses against your clit and you feel the coil in you tightening .

“ are you going to cum for me doll? ” he asks, his lips hovering over yours now . Fuck it . You lean up , pressing your lips to his . His lips are soft and warm against yours , he doesn’t waste time and coaxes your lips open for him to slide his tongue against yours .

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His finger are fucking into you , and you know you only have a few seconds before you finish. Using all the self control you can muster up in this moment, You tug his hand out of your pants. You guide them to your mouth, and proceed in sucking your wetness off then. Bucky moans at the feeling ,

“ I’m not ready to lose just yet James .” You purr

“ oh for fucks sake Y/n.” He breathes out . Before he can kiss you again the door whips open , revealing a smirking Natasha .

“ I didn’t know we were playing 7 minutes in heaven guys.”

  “ where’s Sam?” You ask

  “ him and Tony got into an argument so they quit. But on the bright side , you two are the last ones to be found!” You roll your eyes and exit the closet , buttoning your pants as you do . You hear Natasha giggle behind you and Bucky grunt . This fucking sucks .

  Everyone says their goodnights and goes to their rooms, but before you leave Bucky grabs onto your wrist , “ I’m not done with you just yet gorgeous.”

 He drags you to his room , slamming the door shut behind him . His lips are on yours a second later , his tongue slipping in & swirling around yours . Your head is spinning at the feeling, and you barely register falling onto his bed . His lips are only off yours for a few seconds before he reattaches them in a desperate kiss. You weave your hands in his hair, tugging it hard and making him moan into your mouth. His lips migrate from your lips to your neck , then stop when they get to your shirt . He sends you a wicked smile before moving down your body until he’s level with your pussy. He spreads your legs , and tugs your shorts off . You’re positive there’s a wet patch on your panties , but you’re too flustered to be embarrassed. Bucky nuzzles his nose into your heat making you whimper .

“ fuck doll. I just want to taste you.” You buck your hips towards his face , making him chuckle . He moves down , mouthing over your covered cunt . You can feel his tongue against you and you have to fight not to beg him to just fuck you . He wraps his arms under your thighs and drags you to the end of the bed, kneeling on the floor in front of you

 " just say the words doll,please.“ He begs .

 Neither of you are ready to lose , you’re not ready To give him that satisfaction .

” I don’t think so Barnes.“ He moves away , locking his eyes with yours . Fuck , I can’t do this . The anticipation is killing you , mixed with the sexual frustration you feel like every inch of your skin is on fire . You sigh, deciding on your next step. You roll off the bed , and shed all your clothes . You lay down on his bed like you where before , on the edge of the bed . Buckys eyes go straight to your bare, dripping pussy.

  ” holy shit.“ He breathes out , ” thank god .“ He goes to strip but you giggle & stop him

” oh no sweetheart , this isn’t me caving .“ His eyebrow raises in question , but quickly drops when he sees your hand go to your core.

  One hand plays with you clit , rubbing circles while the other hand roams up your body , stopping when it gets to your nipple. You tug on your nipple, moving to slide two to tour fingers into yourself . You whimper at the feeling , moving your fingers faster and faster . Bucky is moaning, leaning forward and watching your every move .

” James “ you moan , he lets out a whimper at the sound.

” Say the words and you can have this Bucky. You can be fucking into me , over and over -“ You thrust particularly hard, making your words fall into a whimper as you tumble into your orgasm . His name repeatedly falls from your lips as you do, Bucky panting the entire time as he watches . He’s rutting himself against the bed as he watches , which is hotter than you’d like to admit . You finally pull your fingers out , and you can feel yourself spilling onto the bed . You hold your fingers out to him , he moves forward in a blur , sucking Your fingers into his mouth with a moan.

” you taste even better than I dreamed .“ He leans in closer , flattening his tongue and licking from your pussy to your clit , a loud moan ripping through you .

” what are you-“

” just cleaning you up sweetheart.“ Fucker.

 When he stands you see a wet patch on the front of his pants . ” looks like I’m not the only messy one .“ You giggle , getting up on you knees on his bed . Your hands fly to his pants , undoing them and pushing them down his legs along with his boxers . His tip is still slightly leaking and he looks painfully hard still . Must be the serum. You slide off the bed to your knees, then without a warning take his tip into your mouth, sucking at it while flicking your tongue against it in your mouth .

  ” ohhh- stop stop , I can’t -“ you fee him tense up, and you know he’s about to release again. So you let go with a wet pop, sending him a smile before standing . You grab your clothes off the floor , and his discarded v neck. You slip into your panties and his shirt .

  ” where are you going ?“ He asks . You give him a quick kiss ,

” it’s late , I’m going to bed duh.“

” you could stay .“ His words catch you off guard , he wants me to stay? His hand gently grabs onto yours , turning you so you face him again . His hands are cupping your cheeks now , his lips landing on yours in a sweet kiss. This kiss is different from the other ones, it’s not rushed or dirty . It’s sweet , slow and addicting . When you part you open your eyes and see a glimmer of something unfamiliar in his eyes .

  ” okay, I’ll stay.“

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“Troop Leader” Part 1

Request: I’d love one where the reader is Starks little girl but in her early 20s. She’s a Girl Scout troop leader and brings her girls to the tower to set up their cookie stand in the lobby. Bucky keeps sneaking down there and buys cookies from them and winking and flirting at her making the little girls giggle at them.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: fluff central

Word Count: 892

A/N: this request made me smile so much! hope you enjoy, please leave feedback. my requests and taglist are open. I have one request left after this. let me know what else you want me to write. 

Troop Leader Masterlist

Originally posted by thenixcat

“Dad, remember I’m bringing my troops to meet everyone today. Please keep anything dangerous locked away. I don’t want to have to explain to parents as to why all their little girl’s eyebrows were burned off. Make sure the entire team is there. The whole point of today is for the troops to learn about leadership. Everyone needs to be there. Got it? And we’re setting up the cookie stand in your lobby. Please buy some boxes.” You left yet another voicemail for your father.

Today, you were supposed to bringing your girl scout troop to the tower to sell cookies, but they were all going to earn their leadership patches by going. Troop 159 did sell the most cookies out of all the troops in Manhattan, but it was all thanks to you, Y/N Stark. People just automatically want to buy cookies from a famous man’s daughter. It’s just the way the world works.  

All week you had been leaving the same message for him, but he would never pick up the phone or call you back. He was probably holed away in his lab, or avoiding Bucky Barnes. Sure, he might’ve killed your grandparents, but you didn’t blame him. You knew it wasn’t his fault. You had been through the same experience with Loki. He used his staff to brainwash you and he forced you to do terrible things. In a way, you understood Bucky, even though you had never met him.

 Standing outside of Avengers Tower, you were really hoping your dad had at least listened to the voicemails. With sweating palms, you lead your troops inside. The lobby was empty except for a few folding tables. Good, he had heard them.

“Alright girls, let’s set everything up. Then I will see if everyone is available to come down.”

The girls got to work and you went to Tiffany, the receptionist.

“Can you call my dad and see if everyone’s ready. Tell him the girls are set up and ready to meet everyone.” With a roll of her eyes, she got the phone and called to Tony.  

“They will be right down, Ms. Stark.”

You nodded your thanks and went to go check up on the girls, but they already had a customer. You hadn’t noticed anyone come in. All you saw was his back, and it was a hot back. You made your way around the table to stand with your girls. Before you could get a good look at him, you heard your fathers voice.

“Y/N! You’re here! It’s been so long! I see you’ve already met Barnes.” You froze in your spot. Bucky Barnes was the man standing behind you. He spoke up before you could say anything,

“well, I haven’t really had the chance to introduce myself. I’m Bucky, and you must be the prettier Stark. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Before you could blink, he had made his way in front of you. His front was definitely much hotter than the back. His eyes were enchanting and that smirk, the fucking smirk. He knew exactly what he was doing.

You slowly took his hand in yours. One of your girls decided to speak for you,

“this is Troop Leader Y/N. She’s the best troop leader we’ve ever had!” she exclaimed. Bucky had widened his smile.

“I bet she is. With a pretty face like that She could sell anything.” Your mouth dropped open, and with a wink, Bucky walked passed all the Avengers and into the elevator. You had just enough time to see his biceps flex as he crossed his arms before the doors closed.

Your girls were giggling uncontrollably. That snapped you out of your lovesick haze.

“A-alrighty girls, these are the Avengers. Most of you probably know my father, Tony Stark, and Captain America. Everyone is going to teach you the importance of being a good leader and today you will earn your leadership patches. So, go introduce yourselves and get started!” you told them excitedly. All the girls were beaming. Every one of your scouts loved the Avengers.

With all of them entertained, you sat yourself down in one of the plastic chairs. You felt a tap on your shoulder.

“Hey there Sugar, I realized I didn’t buy anything when I came down. Now, what do you recommend?” you heard your girls giggle again. Everyone was staring at the interaction between you and Bucky. Steve had a smirk on his face. He had never seen his best friend so confident. You could almost see the steam coming out of Tony’s ears, and everyone else was giving off a smirk. It was almost comical how flushed you got around him.

“W-well, my favorites are the Somoas, just because I love coconut, but I also like the Thin Mints. They taste better if you freeze them.” You gave out your short answer.

“Alrighty, Darlin’ I’ll take two of each.”

You handed him the boxes and called over one of your girls to do the transaction, they were the ones supposed to be selling after all.

“thanks, kiddo. I’ll be back down to see your pretty troop leader again. By Y/N/N.” and again he disappeared.

“Ms. Y/N, he’s cute!” one little girl told you.

“I know, Sweetie, I know.” You sighed out.

James Barnes was going to be the death of you.

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Party Games - Stiles Stilinski & Theo Raeken [Smut]

Author: @writing-obrien

Character(S): Stiles Stilinski/Reader, Theo Raeken/Reader, Lydia Martin

Word Count: 5096

Notes: Drinking, Alcohol Abuse, Oral (both receiving - 69-ing), Slight Bondage, Orgasm Denial, ‘Toy’ use please don’t try this at home), marking, kinda angsty. Huge thanks to @stilinski-jpeg for being my actual angel and giving me encouragement on this and proof reading it because it’s ways different to anything I’ve done before. Also thanks to @dumbass-stilinski and @thelittlestkitsune for the incredible help they gave me all the way through, reading and checking it all.

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The Preacher’s Daughter

Author: @stilinski-jpeg

A/N: This collab is so funny because I literally had this idea and Camile was like “I’m already writing one.” Nia and Camile strike again. This is going to be a series, so buckle up babes it’s going to be a hell of a ride. I have to thank @minhosmeanhoe (Camile) for pushing me to do this when my motivation was lacking and always being there for me when I get stuck. She also proofread and edited this because she’s literally the best. Okay, without further ado.

Paring: ReaderxMitchfuckingRapp

Warnings: Is it a stilinski-jpeg/minhosmeanhoe fic without smut?? Otherwise, no warnings.

Word Count: 4682

Camile’s version: here

Song: Good Kid by Former Vandal

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I Hate You {Part Two}

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

Theo x Reader

Part Three

“(Y/N)!” Greenburg yelled and you jumped, turning wide eyed until relief ran through you and you saw your friend and neighbour grinning at you.

“Hey, sorry I was…” You muttered and he shrugged tossing you your kit.

“Worried I was Theo out to get you?” He asked playfully which made you blush. “Don’t worry he won’t get through me.” You froze when he tripped over air and almost fell on his face.

“I’m so thrilled that you’re protecting me.” You giggled and headed to the girls changing room.

You could feel Theo watching you from the stands. He never left you alone for long and you could swear that even at night it felt like he was there lurking nearby. Even when girls flocked around him he’d be looking at you, often pushing them out of his way to hurry over to you only for you to run off.

“Can I hit him with a ball, I could do it… ok Danny could do it.” Greenburg grumbled, glaring at Theo who glared right on back.

“You two will you pay attention, (Y/L/N) try and get past McCall.” Coach yelled at you.

“Yes coach.” You mumbled

“Good luck.” Stiles whispered, sneaking forwards to grab you by the waist and give you a shove as you pushed off which propelled you forwards quick enough for Scott to underestimate where you were going.

“Better luck next time McCall.” You hooted and grinned, tapping your helmet against Greenburg’s.

Once you were done with practise you headed to your locker, glancing over at Theo’s where girls had swarmed around him, flirting and laughing despite the fact that he’d fixed his eyes on you. He shook his head when you quickly turned away, a panicked tightness set in your chest until Greenburg came over to walk home with you.

“See you in a bit.” He called heading into his house which was just next door.

“So, you two dating?” Theo asked making you yelp when you turned to see him leaning against the other neighbour’s mail box.

“What’re you doing here?” You asked and shuffled towards your gate, fumbling in your pocket for your keys so you could hurry to the door.

“I came to ask if you wanted dinner at my house… my Mom will cook?” He looked at you expectantly, nodding in defeat.

“I have to go.” You mumbled and ran to the front door.

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Got His Attention(Barry Allen/Reader)

Hiii don’t know if you’re taking requests but if you are then could you do 15. “If we die, I’m going to kill you.” 
50. “This is probably a bad time, but marry me?” With Barry Allen x reader; have a lovely day/night :)

Originally posted by lolurnotgrantgustin

You shook your head, “No. I can’t…”

“Y/N, this is the only way we’re going catch him.” Barry spoke into your ear piece.

“You want me to jump off a building!” You hissed putting you hand to the earpiece, “To catch a bad guy that can throw astral orbs at things and make them disintegrate on contact!”

“Well…yeah…when you put it like that it sounds bad…” Barry’s voice held a hint of amusement.

“Barry this isn’t funny!” You looked down the edge of the building again, “You know I’m not good with my ability yet…what if I fall?”

“You won’t fall.”

“What if I die?”

“You won’t die!”

“If I die, I’m going to kill you.” You heard him laugh finally, “I can’t be in the afterlife alone.”

“Y/N, you are not going to die…you’re are not going to fall. You’re going fly down the building distract him so I can zoom in and cuff him with repressors.” He explained, “And per your request…”

“Whew!” You looked behind yourself seeing Cisco emerging from the roof access door, “That’s…a lot of stairs.”

“Cisco?” You made a face, “What…are you…”

“Barry said you weren’t sure of yourself still.” Cisco smiled, “Despite the fact that you’ve passed all the test and shown amazing results…I have brought reassurance.”

You watched him pull some climbing equipment out of a bag and smiled, “…thanks Barr…”

“Of course…Sorry I didn’t have him there sooner. I’ll give you the go ahead once he’s there.” Barry spoke quietly.

“Alright…Hey Barry…”


“I love you.” You smiled as Cisco walked over with gear.

“I love you too, Y/N.” Your heart fluttered as the com went silent.

“You two make me sick…” Cisco told you as you strapped on the gear.

You smirked a little, “That was our plan all along. Be so cute, people throw up.”

“You both succeed very well.”  He clipped the rope to you.

You patted his shoulder as he went to go tie everything off. You looked  back over edge feeling your stomach twist into knots. 

You could fly. You could fly distances… up, down, left and right…but you weren’t sure about free falling into it. 

“Hey.” You looked over at Cisco walking over, “You’re gonna be fine, you’re gonna be great.”

“Thanks Cisco.” You nodded as the com chirp alive.

“He’s taking the bait, you ready?” Barry asked in his very down to business voice.

“Roger that.” You told him flexing your hands taking in a deep breath readying yourself for the plunge.

“Do your thing babe.” You smirked at his choice of words. It was something he only said to you when he had something great planned for later.

You launched yourself off the building feeling the air rush past you. You loved the feeling of flying. The weightlessness of it all. It felt free.

Your power kicked in right away and you floated down to the floor the meta was on. You stopped outside the window watching the man hold his hand up to a safe slowly disintegrating the door away. You pounded out the window getting him to stop.

He starred at you eyes getting wide his hand raising up as an orb began to form. You swallowed, “Uh…I got his attention…”

He launched the orb at the window making it shatter outward sending you back. You let out a scream as you flipped around losing control. You swung back as you ability kicked out. You felt the harness press hard against your hips as you fell into it.

You grunted in pain as you hit the side of the building a floor lower then you were supposed to be. You could hear crunching of glass  above you. You struggled to find a foot to push off if needed.

Finally Barry’s masked face popped over the edge and you relaxed, “How’s it hangin?”

You rolled your eyes, “Barry…”

He laughed a little, “Sorry couldn’t resist.”

“Please get me up, you know I can’t do this without a good push off.” Your foot slipped again on the glass.

“Well actually since you are just hangin around down there I have a question.” He squatted looking down at you with that awful wonderful smile of his.

“Barry, come on…” You whined.

“I know that this is probably a bad time, but will you marry me?” He watched you as you stopped trying to gain footing and look up at him, “Y/N?”

“Barry Allen…” You stared at him, “Pull me up right now.”

He swallowed nodding as he pulled on the rope. When you were close he grabbed your arms helping you over the edge, “Y/N, I just…I…we…”

He stopped when you slugged him hard in the shoulder. He made a face holding it when you grabbed his face kissing him, “Yes…”

He blinked a few times, “Yes?”

You smiled, “Not exactly how I wanted to be asked, but…it’s you…so yes.”

“Yes…” he grinned pulling you into an embrace before kissing you again.

You giggled when he parted from you, “I love you Barry Allen, but you…need to get that guy in a cell.”

He looked over to the guy passed out on the floor, “I…yeah…Meet you at the Lab?”

“Of course.” You winked at him as he whizzed off in a blur. “Y/N Allen…wife of the Flash…it’s got a nice ring to it…”

Turn Me On - Zach Dempsey x Reader

Request - “Can i request a imagine, you can choose between zach or jeff, but based on the song let me hold you (turn me on) by cheat codes…”

A/N: I picked Zach because I have lots of Jeff imagines and requests already! Also this is probably the sexiest thing I’ve ever written and I’m a little nervous about it because I’m not very good at this kinda thing.

Playlist: Let Me Hold You (Turn Me On) - Cheat Codes

Jessica’s party was set out to be the party of the year, according to everyone. Although you didn’t believe them, little did you know it would be- for you, at least.

People seemed to be everywhere at once, and you were beginning to get stressed out. Partly because of the sheer amount of people, partly because honestly, you were pretty drunk already. What was worse was that your long time crush Zach Dempsey happened to be here, hence why you were so smashed already. You and Zach weren’t a lot more than acquaintances, but whenever you were around each other there was a major sexual tension that seemed to come from no where. There was something about the two of you that ignited far more than just a spark. Speaking of the devil, Zach came up behind you and placed a hand on your back.

“L/N. Didn’t expect to see you here, you told me you weren’t coming.” A flirtatious smirk played at his plump lips. His face was close to yours so that you could hear him over the loud music and people, which was making you sweat a little.

“You should know by now not to trust me, Dempsey.” You mimicked his facial expression.

“Oh, believe me, your unpredictable nature is part of the reason I like you so much.” He was so close that you could feel his warm, vodka-coated breath on your neck.

“You’ll probably regret saying that.” You chuckled as you began to walk away, shaking your cup as an indication that you were grabbing another drink.

“You’d better be back…” He muttered under his breath, biting his lip. However, you heard, and grinned to yourself as you walked away.

Deciding to make him wait a little, you went outside for a bit of fresh air, and a conversation with Jess.

“I’m not gonna pretend I didn’t see that, Y/N.” she giggled.

“See what?” You feigned.

“Dempsey making the moves on you. I don’t know why you don’t just tap that! He clearly likes you and he’s hot as fuck.” She tugged on your arm.

“I suppose he is.” You shrugged.

“Don’t be coy.”

“I wasn’t.”

“Oh shut up! I can tell you like him.”

You sighed and threw your head into your hands. “Is it that obvious?”

“Probably not to everyone, but to your best friend - yes.”

She pushed you toward the house lightly, “get it, you hot piece of ass!”

You snorted at your best friends ridiculousness, but made your way to the house nevertheless.


A couple of hours later, you hadn’t really seen Zach since earlier, but you tried to push the thought to the back of your mind. Let Me Hold You - Cheat Codes was blaring from the speakers and you were feeling the music. This was your jam. You swayed your hips to the music, bringing your hands up through your hair seductively, not caring about anyone around you. That was, until you made eye contact with the one boy you’d been searching for all night.

He was leaning against the door frame, watching you, drink in hand, with the cheekiest grin you’d maybe ever seen. When you realised the eye contact had been unbroken for a while, you slipped Zach a wink, running your sweaty hand through your tousled hair. He blushed ever so slightly, before swigging the remainder of his drink, crumpling it, then throwing it, and moving through the people toward you. His eyes didn’t leave you once. Whilst this was happening, you’d turned to face Hannah and giggle at your drunkenness, not noticing that Zach had moved. The warm hands on your waist were the sign.

“You look amazing.” His hot breath hit your neck from behind as he whispered in your ear. You placed your hands over his and moved against him, trying to conceal the hitch in your breath.

“Fuck.” You heard him mutter. You moved your hands up so that they were reaching behind you around his neck, pulling his head down to yours.

“Told you you’d regret it.” You breathed.

He nuzzled his nose against your neck. “Hell no.”

You continued to sway your hips against him to the beat of the song.

Let me hold you. Girl, caress my body.

You’ve got me going crazy.” He groaned. You intertwined your fingers with his, moving them away from your bodies and twisting them slightly. Then, you slipped down his body, before coming back up and turning to face him, fingers still interlocked.

Turn me on.

You leaned your face up to his. “Let’s make our way upstairs.” You whispered. He nodded ever so slightly, lips parted in anticipation. On that, you let go of his hands and made your way through the crowds upstairs, stumbling across an empty room almost immediately.

Zach entered, and in one swift movement, shut the door and pinned you against it, one had next to your head, other gripping your waist roughly.

“You gotta stop giving me those bedroom eyes.” His voice was gruff and broken. You bit your lip with a giggle.

“If these are bedroom eyes, what are those?” You dragged a finger over the side of his face.

That set him off. He shot down to envelop your lips in his, his movements rough and needy. You tangled your fingers in his hair before playing with his top button. His kisses were long overdue, and you both knew it. Making up for lost time, the two of you moved in harmony with one another, exploring and tasting.

With that he lifted you up so that your legs were around him, and moved you to the bed. His fingers trembled against the hem of your dress, he was clearly a mixture of excited, nervous, and buzzed.

“Are You okay?” He asked, breaking off a little. You nodded and pulled his head back down to yours in response. He broke off ever so slightly again.

“Maybe you should take this off then.” His fingers moved under your dress a little.

“Make me.”

You’re going home with me tonight.”

Hearts Don’t Break Around Here: The Divide Series

Here is a link to the song, if you’d like to listen along to help set the mood. x

It wasn’t often that Harry got to spend more than a week or two back at home, so whenever he did, he cherished the time deeply.

He’d been in Holmes Chapel for a week now, spending time with his family and catching up with the few old friends that he’s still in contact with. It was where he would go whenever he needed to wind down, or when he needed to ground himself from all the fame and attention. He’d been receiving a lot of it lately, with all of the lead-up to the release of his first single. And he knew that after the song was released everything would be crazy for a little bit, so he decided to get in as much home time as he could.

That afternoon, Anne had sent him to the grocery store to grab a few things for dinner—he was walking through the wine section, carrying a basket filled with different cheeses and a carton of eggs. It was a small locally sourced store that had been in business ever since Harry could remember—when he was a little boy, he would always come here and buy a chocolate bar on Friday’s after school. Everyone who worked there knew him, and greeted him cheerily.

The Beatles’s Here Comes the Sun was playing over the radio through the speakers, and he caught himself humming softly as his eyes scanned the wine rack. He was in no hurry—there was something about being back home that made it seem like time was frozen. He picked out a bottle of his mum’s favorite wine and set it in his basket—that’s when it happened.

He caught the familiar scent of Alien perfume.

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Barbados Bonding (REQUEST)

“Jaxon!” I squealed, pushing my now wet hair out of my face. He laughed immensely as he watched his prank play out, but soon stopped as he saw me get to my feet, “I’m gonna get you!”

Chasing him down the beach, he screamed and hid behind the shield that was his big brother. “Let me at him, Justin,” I said, leaning around him to try and grab him. “What did you do, Jaxo?”

“P-poured sea water in her hair,” He giggled, making Justin laugh too. To his little brother’s surprise, he stepped aside and Jaxon gasped, giving me the opportunity to pick him up. We fell onto the sand, courtesy of Justin sticking his foot out and I proceeded to tickle him.

“(Y/N), ahhh! S-stop it!” He giggled, trying to push my hands away, “I’m not gonna stop till you apologiseeeeee,” I sung, never letting up.


Soon, I heard the giggles of other presence’s. I turned and saw Justin’s sister, Jazmyn and step-sister, Allie watching close by as their brother was being attacked by the tickle monster. “Don’t just stand there, come help!”

They ran over and joined in, “Us girls have gotta stick together,” I said, and they nodded in agreement, pinning Jaxon’s arms up so that I could reach his armpits.

“Alright, alr-right… s-orry!!!”

Letting him go, he stood up and shook himself off, out of breath. Allie and Jazmyn were in a fit of giggles and I smiled at them, they were adorable. Looking up, I saw Justin sat with his father, smiling at the scene before them.

I was honoured that Jeremy had invited me to spend a vacation in Barbados with the Bieber’s (OG and to-be), it made me feel like part of the family. I loved the kids, a lot. They were adorable and so full of energy.

justin’s pov

“She’s so good with the kids,”

I smiled at my dad’s observation and watched as they used her as a human jungle gym, Jaxon on her back and Allie and Jazmyn on either leg. They were all laughing and it couldn’t help but bring a grin to my face.

(Y/N) was special. Especially with children, it was like she became one but still retained a motherly instinct. She taught Allie how to build the “perfect” sandcastle, Jazzy to plait hair so that she could achieve “mermaid waves” and Jaxon to be more confident in the water. I admired her.

“I’m so glad she came,” I added, “This trip wouldn’t have been the same without her.”

Seeing her with my siblings made me even more confident that she was the woman I wanted to settle down with, she was perfect in every way. Not only my siblings, but my Dad and stepmom, too. The way she spoke with them were as if she’d been friends with them for decades. (Y/N) was such a heartwarming person, and everyone could see that.

“Justin, look what (Y/N) found!”

Jazzy ran up to me with a starfish in her grasp, “Woah… where did you find that?”

“By the water! She says we have to put it back though, because it can’t survive on the beach.”

“Which is sad, because it’s so pretty here,” Allie added.

I glanced up and saw (Y/N) waiting by the water’s edge for them, feet splashing in the water. She was a masterpiece, I got so lucky with her.

“Earth to Justin!”

I blinked repeatedly and I heard my dad laugh beside me as Jazzy waved her hand ferociously in front of my face, “I said are you coming to watch?”

“Sure, let’s go.”

I walked with them to the shoreline and smiled at (Y/N), wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her in for a kiss, “Hey beautiful.”

“Ewwww!” All three of them grimaced, making (Y/N) giggle. “One day, when you’re a little bit older, you guys will find someone who makes you really happy and kissing will be the last thing that you’ll find gross,” She spoke, making me smile.

“Now come on, we have a starfish to save.” She changed the subject before there was any protest.

Walking into the sea, we all watched as (Y/N) took the starfish from Jazzy and swam out a little way so that nobody would tread on it. We waved and she waved back before ducking under the water.

“We really like (Y/N),” Allie said and Jazzy nodded in agreement, “I like her the most! She taught me how to swim on my back.” Jaxon added.

“I’m happy that you guys like her,” I said, pulling them all close to me as we watched her swim back, “Because she’s gonna be around for a while.”

That’s My Job

Originally posted by chriswoods

Montgomery De La Cruz x Reader
Request: Hi! I love your writing. 💕is there any chance I could get a Monty imagine with a female reader? Something along the lines of Bryce trying something on the reader and Jeff standing up for her, then Monty gets all upset cause she’s his girlfriend and he doesn’t know whether to be more pissed off at Jeff or Bryce? If that’s possible to write that would be great 😇
Word Count: 763
A/N: I tried really hard on this one, I actually quite like it. I’m literally drowning in requests, not thanks to @xbarrjallenx lol. I’ll try to get them up as soon as I can. Also, feel free to check out my masterlist! I’ll update it every week. Enjoy! :)
Warnings: None
Italics = You, Bold = Montgomery, Italicized Bold = Jeff
(Y/F/C) = Your favorite color

   Montgomery De La Cruz had always been an overprotective boyfriend. You didn’t mind, however, because it showed that he cared for you. Throughout your relationship, countless of guys have flirted with you or have tried to touch you. It was starting to get out of hand but every time you broke down, Monty was there to assure that you’d be safe. He was a real softy, believe it or not. He did everything in his power to make you feel safe or comfortable in any situation, and never pushed you to do things you didn’t want to do. Overall you felt that you guys were strong, and everything between you two was perfect.
   The baseball team had just gotten their big win and Bryce Walker was throwing a party at his house. Personally you weren’t too fond of the jock, but you thought it’d be best to go for the sole sake of supporting your boyfriend. Rummaging through your closet, you looked for the (Y/F/C) dress that Monty liked so much. Normally you weren’t into dressing so sexy, but you wanted to please him tonight. One night couldn’t hurt you, right? You put the form fitting outfit on then made sure your hair and makeup was okay. Rushing outside, you hurried and got into your car. The drive to Bryce’s wasn’t long at all. You parked a few houses down and got out, walking the rest of the way over. Anyone could hear the music from down the street, it was blaring. The stench of alcohol hit you as soon as you entered the door, which didn’t surprise you at all. You waved to a series of people who came to greet you as you searched for Monty. You’d looked for him everywhere and it was starting to frustrate you. On your way to check the backyard, you ran into Bryce. Stuttering out a small ‘sorry’ you moved to walk around him, but he blocked your path. “Lookin’ good (Y/N),” licking his lips, his eyes traveled your body. “Thanks but I’m not interested Bryce, I have a boyfriend.” You kindly smiled before attempting to move again, however he grabbed your arm, pushing you against the wall. He leaned over you, face getting closer to yours. His hands started to move over your body, and you tried your best to push him away. “Bryce, stop it!” You continued to wiggle, struggling to get out of his grip. “Bryce what the fuck?!” Looking over, you saw Jeff standing in the doorway, “Get off of her!” Quickly Bryce moved away, holding his hands up. Jeff pushed him, and Bryce stumbled backwards a little. It looked as if they were going to fight, and to prevent it you grabbed onto Jeff’s forearm and pulled him into the other room. “Thank you Jeff, I really don’t know what would’ve happened if you hadn’t showed up.” He flashed you a smile, and you could’ve sworn you heart stopped for a second, “No problem. Are you looking for Monty?” You nodded your head, “Ever since I got here, have you seen him?” “Yeah actually he was just-there he is.” Jeff pointed behind you, and you turned around. Your boyfriend was rushing over to you, looking concerned but also mad at the same time. “Babe are you okay? I’m so sorry I wasn’t there-” Putting up a hand, you stopped him. “I’m fine, Jeff helped me out.” You giggled and Monty sent a glare Jeff’s way. Slowly, he made his way out of the room to give you and your boyfriend some alone time. “What was that for? He helped me.” You frowned looking at him. “You should be mad at Bryce, not Jeff.” His jaw clenched and his body tensed. “I’m mad at both of them. Bryce shouldn’t have hit on you at all. It took everything for me not to kill him.” Understanding the first part, you still stood confused on why he was mad at Jeff. “And I’m mad at Jeff because you’re my girl, it should’ve been me saving you.” You laughed at his explanation, pulling him closer to you by his belt. “I’m safe, that’s all that matters right now.” “Yeah but…it would’ve been nice to be there for you.” Biting your lip, you looked up at him. “You’re always there for me babe.” Standing on your tiptoes, you gently pressed your lips against his. You pulled away soon after and grabbed his hand, “Shall I congratulate the winner with his reward now?” Smirking, you started looking for an empty room upstairs, Monty following close behind.


You Were The First Beautiful Thing I Ever Got Stuck On - j.j

This imagine is based off the poem ‘OCD’ by Neil Hilborn

Warnings: mental illness

Fun Fact: The tics I used for (Y/N) Are ones I have (I don’t have OCD though)

     Being the new kid is hard, being the new kid with OCD is even harder. My tics and obsessions usually make it hard to make friends. I was starting my Sophomore year at Riverdale High. I was currently waiting at the office for a ‘Betty Cooper’ who was supposed to show me around. I saw a slightly stressed but pretty girl walk closer. I had a feeling that was her, she walked directly to me. 

“You must be (Y/n), I’m Betty.” She was undoubtedly stressed and trying her best to act composed. She put her hand out for me to shake.

“I don’t…. dooo touching, I’m sorry, It’s nothing personal.” I smiled, hoping she wouldn’t think I was rude or pretentious.

“Oh, no worries, let’s get on with the tour, shall we?” She smiled walking slightly in front of me. I nodded and followed her closely. We were stopped in the hall by a very large boy with black hair. 

“Hey, you must be new, I’m Reggie, we should hangout sometime” He winked and tried to slip his arm around my shoulder. I escaped briskly 

“please don’t touch me” I stiffly mumbled 

“oh, you some kind of germophobe?” He laughed 

“Yeah, something like that.” I quickly ducked under his arm trying to get away from him. I turned back to look for Betty but she was already next to me. 

“I’m sorry if this is kinda personal…”

“You wanna know what’s up with the no touching huh?” I laughed and she laughed along nodding. I let out a little hiccup, it was a tic. “I have OCD” 

“Oh, interesting.” She smiled “I’ll walk you to your first class, then I’ll walk you to your second after okay?” It wasn’t much of a question as it was a statement.

“That’s very kind, thank you” I let out yet another tic. I don’t pay much attention to it anymore but Betty did give me an odd look. She walked me to my class and waved me goodbye. I reluctantly sat down on the seat. I looked up to see Reggie.

“Hey, germ freak.” He laughed as though it was actually funny. I just rolled my eyes and looked else where. That’s when I saw a gorgeous boy. He had raven hair and a slim body, he was tall and wore the cutest gray crown beanie. I smiled looking at him, I’ve never felt this before. Usually when I look at people I see disgusting germs seeping into the skin. He was different. I looked away trying to stay discrete. The rest of the class flew by, and the next thing I know I was leaving and Betty was already waiting. She walked me to the next class and we talked about my first class at Riverdale High. I almost wanted to tell her about the raven beauty in first period but I barely knew her! I had to, I had no one else to talk to this about.

“Something weird happened.” She was intrigued “I saw a boy, and he was amazing… Usually when I see people I am totally grossed out. All I can think about is the germs crawling under my skin but when I saw him I didn’t think any of that, all I was thinking was that I wanted to know him.” I breathed shaking my head. Her jaw dropped

“Who is this mystery hottie?” She pushed 

“He had dark hair, and he was slim and tall, OH and he wore this really cute beanie, it was like a crown.” She immediately stopped in her tracks. 

“Jughead?” She was in awe. although I had no idea who that was so I couldn’t agree or deny that.

“I don’t know… maybe, I didn’t get his name.” I mumbled

“No, it’s Jughead, he’s the only person I know with that beanie. He’s a total sweetheart. Kind of an outcast, but he’s one of my best friends, he’ll be sitting with us at lunch! This is sooo exciting!” She rambled on and on about him. And I took in every word, paying attention to everything I could learn about him. We got to my next class which happened to be hers as well. The morning seemed to go pretty quickly, before I knew it Betty and I were walking to lunch and she seemed so giddy to introduce us. I was just plain nervous. 

“Guys! This is (Y/n)” she announced and everyone smiled and waved and shouted a greeting at me. That’s when Jughead got up to greet me and he put his hand out. Usually I wouldn’t even think about it. But this wasn’t just anyone. I looked at his hand expecting to see the germs seeping through his skin but I didn’t. I looked at Betty and back at Jughead’s hand. I slowly reached for it and he cautiously shook my hand, I think I was holding on for a little too long. I looked up quickly and removed my hand.

“Sorry. I probably seem insane right now,” I laughed stiffly

“Nooo… A little.” He let the last part out quickly which made me laugh.

“I can explain…. I have OCD…. and I don’t like touching people because I find them revolting, but you, you don’t gross me out…” I said quietly. I looked up and he was smiling, we sat across from each other at the lunch table.

“How story-tale romantic.” he gushed making it way over-dramatic and giggling slightly. I blushed and looked away, he’s obviously just joking. I looked down at my hand, I have never really felt another humans skin on mine. Anytime someone touched me I never felt the skin just germs crawling and it was incredible to actually feel that. It was soft slightly calloused for what ever reason. I looked back up at him and ticked once again, this one is a quick head nod that is weirdly flirty but I can’t help it. He laughed.

“No! I wasn’t trying…. to flirt… or something. I-its a tic.” my words jumbled and rushed, he shook his head with a sloppy smile painted across his face.

“That’s cute, do have others?” 

“Yeah… I have a vocal one that’s like this” and I demonstrated the noise I tend to make “and I also hit my leg and chest a lot… that ones not as cute, it kinda hurts…” I trailed off still with a dorky grin on my face that I just couldn’t seem to wash off. He had his hand on table, the same one I shook earlier. I stared at it waiting for it to disgust me, it didn’t. Everything about him was beautiful. The cute freckles on his face, his eyes, his messy hair that was hidden by the hat I deem very appropriate for him.. a crown. I wanted to find something I could dislike, crushes are disappointing. I didn’t find a thing. He talked with Archie and Veronica started a conversation with me. 

We were at Pop’s later that night, I sat in between Jughead and Betty with Archie across from me and Kevin and Veronica on either sides of him. They all threw questions about OCD at me and I tried to answer them. Jughead stared at me the whole time, almost mesmerized, he was probably just thinking. 

“So are you like a clean freak?” Kevin shot out

“With germs, but i’m not holding back an insane urge to clean and organize everything. Some hand-sanitizer usually works, although usually when people touch me I will have a break down so… don’t” I explained 

“Why exactly don’t you like touching people?” Veronica quizzed

“For me it doesn’t actually hurt but in my mind it’s like the same thing, I see the disgusting germs crawling through and under the skin and seeping through my own pores!-” I shivered “I just can’t… Except for some reason Jughead doesn’t do that to me.” They all awed including Jughead. 

“Wait! So have you ever hugged someone?” Archie seemed quite urgent

“Nope, unless you count as an infant” Every looked at me as though I had killed a puppy with my bare hands right in front of them. 

“That is the saddest thing I’ve ever heard.” Veronica whispered, I simply shrugged, Jughead stood up and motioned for me to as well

“C’mere” He waved me over, I was thoroughly confused. I obeyed though and stood next to him “Will you let me hug you?” He asked politely 

“If it’ll make you happy” I gave a half smile “What could be so great about someone flopping there arms over you..” Everyone laughed and Veronica took out her camera, they were so dramatic. Cole turned to face me and gently but firmly wrapped his arms around my shoulders and pulled me into his chest and held me there. It was nice, I wrapped my arms around him and oddly this felt really nice. I pulled him in a bit closer, who knew this could feel so nice.

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He gently rubbed my back and slowly pulled away sliding his hands to my waist, leaving my torso cold. 

“Was that awful?” He wore that shaggy smirk proudly 

“no” I mumbled, pulling him back in. Everyone awed so loudly and Jughead laughed, I could feel the vibrations of his chest on mine and it was beautiful. I stood and let my head rest against his chest where I felt and heard every beat of his heart, and I could take in his scent. I was enveloped in Jughead and it was the best. I finally pulled away from him and everyone laughed at me again. “I haven’t been hugged my whole life! How was I supposed to know it’s literally the best thing.” 

“Am I that great at hugging?” Jughead sassed

“Don’t get too cocky you’re the only one I’ve hugged, what do I know” I shot back

“I think I’m aloud to be cocky, as I am the only you can hug without being disgusted and literally having a breakdown.” He smiled cheekily. I sat back down and rolled my eyes. We all continued to talk and it started to get late so we all headed out. Jughead offered to walk me home, and trust me I tried to decline but he made it clear he wasn’t asking he was letting me know he was walking me home. 

Once we made it to my house he turned to face me “Goodnight, I’ll see you tomorrow” He pulled me in for another hug and this one was even better, he had one arm around my lower back and one on the back of my head, he played with my hair and he held me tightly as he gently messaged my back. It was a long hug but he eventually pulled away leaving my body cold and wanting him more. He looked into my eyes and let out a deep sigh and a forced smiled played across his lips. He then just walked away. 

I walked inside immediately going to my room and flopping on my bed.

What is happening to me.

A/N: This took me sooo long! literally like a week! I was going to try and write it all in one part but I figured it’d be way too long so part 2 will be up later today hopefully.

When We Collide (Part 22)

Pairing: Assistant!Y/N/CEO!Luke

Rating: NC-17

Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21

Summary: He is the definition of high class smart ass, swimming in Dom Pierre Pérignon champagne and has never seen the shadow of poverty. She is underprivileged, lives in a messy dorm room on sale and struggles working as an assistant after being thrown out of college. But how will they collide when Luke makes Y/N pregnant after a drunkenly one night stand?

”You’re still here? I thought you were supposed to be off at 5?” The confusion was clear on Nicole’s face when you glanced over your shoulder to see her stand in the door frame to your office. 

“I was supposed to.” You mumbled and wanted to roll your eyes. The work in front of you was insane, the pile was only growing bigger and you couldn’t see the finish line.

“But with Luke’s busy schedule and lack of planning he forgot to mention that I had to make 200 invitations for an event he has coming up soon. This means I will be staying here until the early hours of morning before I manage to finish any of this.” 

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Second Chance - Part Three

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Holy crapoli. I’ve said it before and I’ll gladly say it again, y’all are amazing. The comments, the PMs, the reblogs and the likes…it’s mind-blowing that this story has gotten as much of a positive response as it has. Tank you for everything, and I hope you all enjoy chunk three! Again, lemme know if you’d like to be tagged in the next chapter!

Also, I love @sannvers because she literally sat on the floor and pretended to be an unconscious Gaston so I could figure out body movements and such. You’re a good sister. And editor.

Title: Second Chance

Pairing: Eventual Gaston x Fem!Reader

Rating: T

Words: 5,794

Summary: You try to stop Gaston from shooting the Beast and falling to his death, but you arrive too late to save him. As you sit there, sobbing, the Enchantress offers you a second chance to save him.

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