they look so hot like so sexy how can even they look hotter than hot like so bultaurune hot i cant even like so hot why are they wearing long sleeves well except namjoon cause he already told us hell feel super hot last night when he live on vapp but like how can taekook be more hotter than hotter hot and now the red magenta indigo whatever carpet will start so bye taekook burned me
When he was 3 years old, he watched in amazement as the big truck pulled up to the curb of the suburban neighborhood he called home. With his nose pressed against the glass he watched two men step out of the truck and start unloading boxes onto the driveway. The simple action fascinated him for reasons he couldn’t explain.
The sun caught the exterior of the bright red minivan that pulled into the driveway, causing him to squint. He couldn’t believe his eyes when a girl hopped out of the backseat.
“Woah.” He mumbled against the glass, his hot breath causing it to fog up. Quickly wiping it away, he watched as she danced around the lawn while the rest of her family started moving boxes. Her pigtails bounced behind her as she ran around.
“Stiles? What are you doing?” His dad asked curiously. Before he could answer, his father noticed the moving truck and family moving in across the street.
“Wanna go say hi?” His father offered, placing a hand on the small boy’s shoulder. Nodding furiously, he smiled up at his father.
just a lil something based on the Serpent scene in the season finale.
You stumbled along the path, following the others as you were pulled along.
“Guys slow down,” you whined. You were met with various chuckles.
You jogged in order to keep up, feeling your feet stop moving when you reached the familiar setting.
You glanced down before being pulled forwards once more, tripping over your feet as you tried to keep your balance.
“He giving you a hard time?”
You looked up to see your newly found friend. No, he’s family now , you hastily reminded yourself.
“Nothing to worry about. Hot Dog is just a bit excited,” you replied, smiling down at the dog. “It’s not every day you get to recruit a new Serpent.”
You kept walking, leaving the rest of the Serpents behind as you approached the trailer. They looked after you worriedly, suddenly wondering if they should have brought you. You turned around, walking backwards as you addressed the rest of your family. “You guys coming or what?”
The Serpents had taken you in as a favor to FP.
“Keep (Y/N) safe. She’s Jughead’s girl,” he had said.
“Uh boss,” the Serpents had replied. “You do know he left her for that Cooper girl right?”
FP had merely smirked.
Everyone knew the story of you and Jughead. A beautiful whirlwind of romance that had ended in disaster when he realized just how much better Betty Cooper was compared to you.
Truth is, a few months ago, you wouldn’t have even considered joining the Serpents. You were a good student. Straight A’s and knowledge that was only rivaled by Cheryl herself (that girl was pretty dang smart).
You had a good thing going with Jughead, at least you thought you did. Turns out he wanted more. More excitement, someone who wasn’t as boring and invested in their studies as you were.
He had told you in front of the whole school, told you how selfish and boring you were, only concentrating on school.
“There’s more to life than studying (Y/N),” he had said softly. “But you don’t get that and I can’t keep doing this.”
His words had hurt more that you cared to admit. The hallway was quiet as he spoke his words, everyone waiting for you to burst into tears, knowing that the words he spoke were a lie.
The moment never came. Instead, you swallowed back your sobs, surprising everyone when you flipped Jughead off and strutted out of Riverdale High with your held held high. Thunderous applause had followed you as you left, as Cheryl stepped up to Jughead and clapped for you, flipping him off as she told him the words he had secretly known all along. “That was a dick move Drughead. You just lost the best thing , that will ever happen to you in your pathetic little life, not that you deserved her in the first place.“
Jughead had swallowed harshly as she walked off. “I know.”
You left Riverdale soon after. You went back to your home in the South Side, transferring school districts and quickly integrating yourself with the student population. You became friends with people associated with the Serpents and eventually became one yourself (because of FP unbeknownst to you). Wearing the jacket became like a badge of honor, and everyone wanted to be on your good side.
You had become the opposite of what you were. You were reckless . You were selfish . And you were comfortable in being who you had become, always putting yourself first now.
The only person you kept contact with was Cheryl, surprisingly. You ignored everyone else, including Jughead who flooded your phone with calls and texts when everyone found out you had left Riverdale High.
Then disaster struck and Jughead ended up at South Side. You didn’t know until you bumped into him in the hallway, his eyes widening in shock as he took you in. You were more confident in your skin, he noticed. He couldn’t help the feelings that rushed back to him.
He had been the one to tell you the news: FP had been arrested for the murder of Jason Blossom.
You had been kept in the dark, FP informing the rest of the Serpents that you wouldn’t be informed about his predicament.
Tears welled up in your eyes. FP meant more to you than anyone else. As soon as Jughead reached out to hug you, you turned around and walked out the door.
Jughead could not believe that you had willingly ditched school. You had changed. A lot.
You stayed with Cheryl, having been called in a panic by Archie after her little stunt. When she insisted she was well enough to go back home, you drove her back, making sure that she was safe from herself before hesitantly leaving.
You went home, only to be met with the rest of the gang, which led to you standing in front Jughead’s trailer, nervously tugging on Hot Dog’s collar as you tried to calm him down.
You could hear noises inside the trailer, your throat tightening as you realized what those sounds were. The rest of the Serpents froze slightly, trying to avoid looking at you with their pity-filled stares.
Inside the trailer, Betty was in a state of pure bliss. She was finally happy, her only worry being getting FP out of prison. She had Jughead, she had her friends. She was happy .
“Jughead” she couldn’t help the moan that came out of her mouth as the aforementioned boy began trailing kisses down her neck. She trailed her hands down his torso, pulling his shirt up and then off. She then began trailing kisses down his neck as well, biting softly as he writhed beneath her touch.
“(Y/N)…” came Jughead’s breathy moan. Betty stopped immediately.
“Jughead, what was that?” she asked quietly.
Jughead opened his mouth to reply but was stopped by a knock, causing him to look at Betty in a panic. “Is that your mom?”
“Who else would it be?” came her sarcastic response.
Back outside, Hot Dog began to bark and struggle against his leash as Jughead opened the door. The leash slipped out of your hand, causing you to go after Hot Dog as he jumped on Jughead.
“Easy Hot Dog,” you grunted as you regained a hold of his leash. “He’s family.”
Jughead’s eyes widened as he saw you, dressed in a tight fitting outfit with your leather jacket (which he had completely missed at school). You were a Serpent . The rest of the Serpents noticed his growing blush and exchanged smirks with each other as his eyes lingered on your form.
“Hey,” Jughead finally said, stepping out slightly.
“Heard your dad could have named names but didn’t,” a Serpent said, stepping forwards and standing next to you. “Serpents take care of their own. We wanted you to know, no matter what happens to him, however long he’s gone, we’ve got your back.
“That’s yours, if you want it,” he said gesturing to the jacket that you had carelessly slung across your arm. You stepped forwards shyly, extending your arm as you handed Jughead the jacket, trying to ignore the butterflies you felt when your fingers brushed.
Jughead stared at you, stepping close once he took the jacket. He slipped it on slowly and brushed it off, looking at it almost admiringly.
His gaze returned to you as he stepped closer, brushing your hair back from your face. You looked at him and then noticed movement in the doorway. Betty.
You stepped back as Hot Dog let out a yelp, spotting Betty as well.
“Juggie?” Betty questioned, stepping out slightly. She looked at you then at the jacket in surprise and sadness.
You were shaken out of your thoughts by a vibration. Your phone.
From: Cherry It’s done (Y/N/N). The fire had been brought and the sins have been purged from the Blossom household.
Your eyes widened as you realized what she meant and you began to make your way back where you came from.
“(Y/N)! Where are you going?” you heard the Serpents shout.
“I’m needed somewhere else,” you replied quickly, running off with Hot Dog bounding at your heels.
“(Y/N)…” you heard Jughead say. You paused briefly and turned around, meeting his gaze before you slid your eyes over to Betty.
Betty, who no longer looked happy. Betty, why no longer felt as though she had it all. Betty, who knew that Jughead had never been hers to begin with.
You turned around and continued running to Cheryl but you knew. Betty knew.
You both knew that you had won Jughead over. You had never lost him in the first place. Now it was just a matter of time to see how long it would take for him to join you in the South Side.
summary; 20 questions ends pretty well for you, you’d say. (gender neutral!)
You froze. You couldn’t fathom how one second you could be shocked and disgusted by him and the next trying to get your heart to slow down.
The epitome of a fuckboy.
You couldn’t deny the fact that you loved him- he was enticing, charming, and unnervingly sweet when he wanted to be.
When he wanted to be.
Other times, he was sickeningly frustrating- whether that was caused by how undeniably hot he was or how undeniably fucking annoying.
Jungkook [11:19]: Wanna play a game?
You sighed, swiping open your phone and praising God you didn’t have read receipts on. Although after pondering for a while, you decided that you should probably respond to the boy. It wasn’t like you were busy studying- your exam week was finished- what was the harm?
You [11:21]: What is this game exactly?
The response was quick, your phone buzzing almost immediately after you locked in.
Jungkook [11:21]: 20 questions.
Of course. The fuckboy game.
You scoffed. You had known Jungkook for upwards of three years, so why did he even want to play 20 questions?
Regardless of reasons, you were entertaining a boring night. What was the harm?
Can you do a Poly Hamilsquad x Reader where the reader is acting distant and squad thinks she's cheating on them so they follow her but it turns out that she was just going to a comic convention with the Schuyler Sisters and she didn't want the squad to see her cosplaying (ps can the cosplay be sexy like slave Leia or Wonder Woman)?
Convention Conflict - Poly!Hamilsquad x Reader
Time period: Modern
Word count: 1096
Ship: Poly!Hamilsquad x reader
warnings:slightswearing and sexual feelings implied!
aaaaa this was so fun to write
A warm set of arms wrapped around your waist as you sat at your island, trying to eat a quick breakfast before the girls picked you up to go get ready for the con at Peggy’s house.
“Morning Laf, you’re up early.” You said trying to be attentive, even though your head was somewhere else.
“Oui!” he chuckled sleepily. “Quoi de neuf? What is up, mon ange?” he asked, peppering kisses on your neck at the same time your phone buzzed. It was from Eliza, the girls were waiting outside for you.
“Not much, i gotta go though, could you tell the others i’ll be back tomorrow?” you asked, knowing that you’d all probably crash at one of the girl’s house. You grabbed your duffel bag with your wonder woman costume tucked in underneath your overnight stuff and placed a quick kiss on his cheek, racing out the door before he could get a word in edgewise. You loved your partners but you knew they’d have an aneurysm if they saw all the skin that showed through your cosplay-or rather, lack thereof. You on the other hand thought that as long as your outfit made you feel good, it shouldn’t matter how little or much you covered.
The girls launched into excited chat the moment you opened the car door and you laughed at your crazy friends as Eliza pulled onto the road.
Back in the house, Lafayette rushed to the bedroom where everyone was still asleep in bed. He opened the heavy curtains so light poured in. “Did Y/N say anything to anyone about a trip?”
A chorus of groggy groans echoed through the room but Hercules spoke up, looking around the bed. “No, Where is she, anyway?”
“That is the issue Hercules, I have no idea. She got a text message and picked up a duffel bag then she told me that she’d be back tomorrow and left.” Lafayette explained.
John sat up with a yawn. “Huh, What happened? Y/N did what?” he asked, rubbing his eyes.
“She has to be up to something. Maybe she’s planning a party for our anniversary?” Lafayette laughed nervously.
Hamilton finally got up, cocooning himself with the blanket. “Our anniversary is next month, Y/N is not prepared enough to think that far ahead.”
“You don’t think…?” Hercules trailed off, insinuating what all the men were thinking.
you were cheating.
“No, no, no Y/N Wouldn’t do that…” John jumped in defending you.
Lafayette nodded but there was a thick silence in the room.
The rest of the day was spent on edge when John thought of a great idea.
“We all have “find my friends” enabled on our iphones, why don’t we just use that find out where she is?” he suggested, getting nods in return.
“It says she’s at some 5 star hotel.” Alex trailed off and In mere seconds, everyone was putting their jackets on and rushing out to Lafayette’s car.
While they drove, you were having the time of your life, the four of you, albeit scantily clad, looked badass as hell. The girls had opted to keep the DC Women theme running back when you were still in the planning stages and were now dressed as the birds of prey. Angelica rocked black canary’s fishnets with ease, grabbing everyone’s envy and attention while Peggy’s skin-tight batgirl outfit showed off her perfect body and Eliza’s thigh high huntress heels made her legs look miles long. The four of you all dawned the same cropped and studded leather jackets, letting everyone know that you were a force to be reckoned with.
People wanted to take pictures with you left, right and centre, and you couldn’t help but wonder if this was what stardom felt like.
When the boys arrived at the hotel, they felt as if they were in another universe. People dressed in all different kinds of costumes lounged and conversed in the lobby. Alexander shook it off and rushed to the concierge’s desk.
“Hello, I would like to find the room that Y/N L/N is staying in, i’m her boyfriend.” he asked quickly.
The concierge looked at Hamilton like he was stupid and turned his nose up. “I’m sorry sir, I’m not allowed to give you that in-”
He was cut off by Angelica. “Hamilton? What are you doing here?”
Hamilton swallowed at her outfit and tried to keep his eyes up on her face. “We’re looking for Y/N, why are you here?”
She tilted her head. “We’re here with Y/N why else?”
Now the boys were utterly confused, not quite putting two and two together. That is, until they heard your laughter.
They looked up to see you looking mock-angry while taking a selfie with a guy cosplaying Deadpool who held a cardboard sign saying “Fuck DC”, it was quite a sight.
“Y/N?” John asked. You paled and turned to them, they didn’t even try to hide their eyes raking up and down your body.
“Merde.” Lafayette said hoarsely under his breath as he took in your physique while you walked over.
Hercules brought you into a hug that seemed rather innocent until you felt his breath on your ear. “Fuck, Y/N you look so hot.” he growled quietly causing a blush to rise on your cheeks.
“I want in!” Laurens exclaimed joining your hug.
You broke apart when you heard a click.
“Alexander!” you exclaimed in a warning tone.
“What? It’s a cute candid!” he said sheepishly.
You joined Angelica and Alex who were looking at the picture and placed your arm around his shoulder. There you were, sandwiched between two of the men you loved with another holding his fingers in a ‘bunny ears’ position behind your head.
That was definitely going on the fridge.
Peggy and Eliza joined the small group of you that had accumulated holding four colourful satin strips with eye holes. “We saw you guys here with no costumes and bought these for you at some booth so you wouldn’t feel left out.”
Lafayette, mulligan and Hamilton looked at their extended hands like they were the plague while Laurens jumped up and down, shouting “I call Michelangelo!” before grabbing the orange one and tying it around his head. Lafayette shrugged with a smile and grabbed the purple one, assuming the roll of Donatello. Hercules chuckled and grabbed Raphael’s red mask before Hamilton could, taking off his beanie to put it on.
“Come on, why do I have to be Leo?” Hamilton whined, causing all of you to laugh.