deep red lipstick

Things the signs love

Aries: To feel wanted. Baby animals (especially kittens). Corny gifts. Stability. Forehead kisses. Red lipstick. Deep and meaningful conversations. Vodka. Mutual feelings. Drunk texts. Holding hands. Hot showers. Comedy movies. Someone that will make them better as a person. 

Taurus: Traveling. Roller coasters. Commitment. Neck kisses. Fun dates. Comfort snacks. Peanut butter. Watching horror movies with a significant other. Warm, fluffy towels. Buying pointless things. Late night tumblr sessions. Stuffed animals. Meaningful letters. Getting dressed up. Bubble baths. Forest. Rain and storms.

Gemini: Make out sessions. Instagram. Feeling wanted. Cute dates. Tall boys/short girls. Fluffy rugs. Romance movies. Collecting random things. Messy rooms. Wine. Conversations about sex. Being made feel special. Driving with the windows down.

Cancer: Small animals. Silk pajamas. Pretty things. Flowers. Cute lingerie. Vanilla milkshakes. Buying expensive makeup. Stuff that smells good. Fan-girling over celebs. Late night Netflix. Pizza. Roller skating.

Leo: Night drives. Fairy lights. Soft, worn in hoodies. Stars. Instagram. Fireworks. Soft cheeks kisses. Bear hugs. Stomach butterflies. Giving advice. Salted caramel. Champagne. Amusement parks.

Virgo: Face masks. Commitment. Dogs. Turning up music loud while driving. Disney movies. Feeling acknowledged. Sound of rain. Music. Shooting stars. Black and white photographs. Fashion.

Libra: Candles. Fireworks. Bonfires. Commitment. Romance novels. Big animals. Warm houses. Skinny jeans. Drinking with friends. Salt and vinegar chips. Sending ugly pictures to friends. Lip syncing beyonce or justin bieber. Smell of books. Dogs. The milky way.

Scorpio: Cold drinks. Full bank account. Adrenaline rushes. Deep, passionate kisses. Warm socks. Inside jokes. Staring. Hand written letters. Sarcasm. Movies (scorpios are movie freaks). Soapy showers.

Sagittarius: Horror movies with friends. Weed. Photography. Architecture. Gossip. Classy outings. Sarcasm. Face and body products. Reaching high levels on video games. Sassy remarks. Traveling. Cactuses. Piercings. Adventure. Croissants.

Capricorn: Expensive makeup. Feeling wanted. Photo booths. Clean houses. Clouds. Sarcasm. Dirty jokes. Sparklers. Green grass. Festivals. Drunk texting. Pretty underwear. Boybands. Late night tumblr sessions. Dark lipstick. Passionate kissing.

Aquarius: Aquariums ( :’) ). Beach bikes. Long strolls on beach. Sundresses. Innocent gossip. Booty. Late night texting. Blasting music in car. Exotic drinks. Trampolines. Rock jumps. Books. Christmas lights. Pretty views.

Pisces: Old movies. Heart shaped sunglasses. The universe. Knitted blankets. Shimmery eyeshadow. Learning. Smell of rain. Daydreaming. Chill songs. Sea shells. Drawing. Brand new pens.

things the signs love
  • Aries: To feel wanted. Baby animals, (especially kittens). Corny gifts. Stability. Forehead kisses. Red lipstick. Deep and meaningful conversations. Vodka. Mutual feelings. Drunk texts. Holding hands. Hot showers. Comedy movies. Someone that will make them better as a person (although not always what they settle for) Milo.
  • Taurus: Traveling. roller coasters. commitment. neck kisses. fun dates. comfort snacks. peanut butter. watching horror movies with a significant other. warm, fluffy towels. buying pointless things. late night tumblr sessions. stuffed animals. meaningful letters. getting dressed up. bubble baths. forest. rain and storms.
  • Gemini: make out sessions. instagram. feeling wanted. cute dates. tall boys/short girls. fluffy rugs. romance movies. collecting random things. messy rooms. wine. conversations about sex. being made feel special. driving with the windows down
  • Cancer: smalls animals. silk pyjamas. pretty things. flowers. cute lingerie. vanilla milkshakes. buying expensive makeup. stuff that smells good. fan-girling over celebs. late night netflix. pizza. roller skating.
  • Leo: night drives. fairy lights. soft, worn in hoodies. stars. instagram. fireworks. soft cheek kisses. bear hugs. stomach butterflies. giving advice. salted caramel. champagne. amusement parks
  • Virgo: face masks. commitment. dogs. turning up music loud while driving. disney movies. feeling acknowledged. sound of rain. music. shooting stars. black and white photographs. fashion. 
  • Libra: candles. fireworks. bonfires. commitment. romance novels. big animals. warm houses. skinny jeans. drinking with friends. salt and vinegar chips. sending ugly picture to friends. lip syncing beyonce or justin beiber. smell of books. dogs. the milky way. 
  • Scorpio: Cold drinks. full bank account. adrenaline rushes. deep, passionate kisses. warm socks. inside jokes. staring. hand written letters. sarcasm. movies (scorpios are movie freaks) soapy showers. 
  • Sagittarius: horror movies with friends. weed. photography. architecture. gossip. classy outings. sarcasm. face and body products. reaching high levels on video games. sassy remarks. traveling. cactuses. piercings. adventure. croissants
  • Capricorn: expensive makeup. feeling wanted. photo booths. clean houses. clouds. sarcasm. dirty jokes. sparklers. green grass. festivals. drunk texting. pretty underwear. boy bands. late night tumblr sessions. dark lipstick. passionate kissing. 
  • Aquarius: aquariums (who knew) beach bikes. long strolls on beach. sundresses. innocent gossip. booty. late night texting. blasting music in car.  exotic drinks. trampolines. rock jumps. books. christmas lights. pretty views.
  • Pisces: old movies. heart shaped sunglasses. the universe. knitted blankets. shimmery eyeshadow. learning. smell of rain. daydreaming. chill songs. sea shells. drawing. brand new pens. 

(Also posted on AO3)

Draco found the tube under his bed. He knew it was the lipstick Pansy had lost and had been bitching about for days to anyone within earshot. He also knew that she had owl ordered a new one although, that wasn’t why he didn’t give it back.

He waited until everyone was in the great hall for dinner, spell locking the bathroom door behind him before he even dared to take the lipstick from his pocket. He opened it carefully, setting the outer tube on the ceramic counter with a soft click that seemed to fill the empty room. He twisted the tube and the deep red lipstick rose, feeling accusing just by being exposed to the air, in his hands, alone in this room.

A single faint tremor went through his hand. If his friends, if his family ever found out- He couldn’t bear the thought. But it was just curiosity, nothing more. Once he had done it, he would just leave the lipstick in the common room somewhere and be done with it. It was just once.

Draco bit his bottom lip thoughtfully and then lean forward. He hastily dried his lip with his thumb and then carefully traced his bottom lip, leaving pale red in its wake. He blinked, his heart rate picking up as he carefully went over his lip until the color was as deep and rich as the lipstick itself. He was a little too hasty on his upper lip and had to use some tissue to clean up the line until it was perfect.

He pressed his lips together and let them go. It was like looking at someone else. He had never paid much attention to his lips before except in passing.  They had a nice shape and the lipstick made them seem fuller and bigger. Draco leaned back from the mirror, shivering when he took in all of himself. The red was so stark against his pale skin, stark and bold. His cheeks were flushing with excitement and nerves.

He liked it. He liked everything about it.

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p!atd album aesthetics
  • afycso: 1980s strip clubs hidden away from wives, costume parties where the hostess plans to kill a guest, climbing through the windows of friends because it’s not safe at home, losing your virginity to a one night stand that you want back, smudged deep red lipstick on swollen lips, hiding vodka in a flask under your shirt, meeting under barber shop signs to whisper secrets, affairs that everybody knows about but nobody talks about
  • pretty.odd.: stoners sitting in a circle playing acoustic covers of hippie song, kisses on the necks of best friends, lying on the grass on warm nights and stargazing, singing french to yourself even though you've got no clue as to what you're saying, flower crowns strewn over messy short hair, going into grocery stores in the middle of the night
  • vices: newly cut and styled hair, smoothing down vest jackets and straightening ties, sharp violin notes, dark passionate nights and lonely mornings, realising your sunday preacher is also your monday drug dealer, nostalgia for times with old friends that you miss
  • too weird: waking up in vegas even though you went to sleep on the other side of cali, shaking glitter out of folded clothes, blowing out cigarette smoke into the crisp night sky, kicking broken slot machines until change spills out, realising you miss someone more than you care to admit
  • doab: climbing to the top of a building and seeing where the city meets the sky, feeling at ease with somebody for the first time in a while, letting everything bad inside consume you for a little bit but eventually taking back control, lying in the hot sun on a deckchair next to a pool, neon lights shining onto the beach in the late evening
bts main tracks as girlfriends

i need u - she’s arcades, party balloons, and everything you dreamed of. reminds you of flashing lights and loud noise. draws her finger across your arm when she’s tired. doe-eyed and full lips. her eyes shimmer in the dark, and she’s absolutely dreamy. nudges your neck with her nose before she sleeps because she knows you’re ticklish. plays with your fingers and always kisses them right before you pull away. her eyes could speak thousands of sweet words as they look into yours and it never fails to make your knees fall weak. rubs your temple with her thumb right before she kisses you; you feel like you’re floating. loves to hold you and feel wanted. she’s one of a kind and you’re in love with her.

run - she’s fun and teaches you things. she’s sensual, and she lets you know. has that whole 80′s Greaser Vibe down to the t; it shouldn’t be hot, but it is. reminds you of guitar solos and slow basses. bites her lips and smirks when she looks at you. drives with one hand, and traces your knee with the other. texts you she loves you before bed. always wants to be close to you. smoky eyeshadow and dark lips. the girl you steal glances at from behind your hair. is a softy at heart. sends you cat videos and thinks about you all the time. sleeps best next to you. she teaches you how to grow, and she’s refreshing. she wasn’t suppose to last, but she did anyway.

save me - she writes poetry and always compares you to the moon. she’s a romantic at heart, and wants to experience the love story of a lifetime. she makes you feel like you’re in a movie. bites your bottom lip when she’s kissing you. her hands are always cold, but she always wants you to hold them. traces your bare stomach with her fingers. headphones are practically glued to her ears. makes songs about you. stares at you adoringly when you aren’t looking. kisses the tip of your nose and lights fires in your heart. she sings in the shower. gets quiet when it rains and always wants to sit and watch as the rain hits the window. she feels like a huge breath of air on a cold day. has a piercing on her tongue that makes you giggle when she kisses you. takes photos of you and never fails to let everyone online know she adores you.

blood, sweat and tears - classy. always well dressed. loves kissing your fingers and the space right under your jaw. lipgloss always transfers. wears designer clothing but never makes you feel inferior. highkey affectionate. holds your waist and rests her chin on your shoulders. does your makeup for you and doesn’t hold back on giving you compliments. loves using petnames. dances in the middle of the hallway with you. favourite moments are lying on the couch, sipping wine, and playing with your hair. bedroom eyes and a deep voice. her red lipstick always smudges onto your lips. nips at your shoulder because it’s sensitive and then giggles. tells you she loves you late at night whilst she’s holding you, falling asleep with her head cradled by your neck.

spring day - teenage sweethearts. she feels nostalgic, like home. she reminds you of the sound of kid’s laughing and crunching snow. lacing hands and childlike innocence. makes you feel bubbly. blows raspberries on your cheeks and giggles when you shoo her away. road trips and vintage vans. licks ice cream off your lips then gets shy. she’s a little ditsy and lost in her head; feels far away. she’s gentle and loves to cradle your face in her hands and kiss your forehead. kisses you in the snow because your cheeks blaze red and she loves that. when she kisses you for a long time and pulls away her eyes look glassy and you feel warm. polaroid photos and old cameras. she doesn’t last forever but she changed you.

dna - she gets flustered when you wear her jerseys. likes the way you smell. always wearing black circle lenses and pink hats. when you lick into her mouth she tastes like cotton candy. dyes her hair often, and loves to wear matching clothes with you. lets people know you’re hers, and gets shy when you jokingly call her out on it. could talk for ages about literally anything, and her eyes sparkle when she talks about something she’s passionate about. not afraid to voice her opinions, and showers you with unconditional love and praise. needs you to know she’s absolutely gone for you.

crystal snow - she makes you feel like you’re falling hard. pure love. sings you to sleep and makes you feel protected. everytime you see her the world is in slow motion. makes your heart beat with how intense she stares at you. flirts with you innocently, and always has her hands on you. giggles whenever you joke around and she makes you feel important. brushes her nails across your scalp whenever you’ve had a bad day. gets embarrassed verbally expressing how much she likes you, and her neck always flares red. the feeling right before you get butterflies; the anticipation and excitement. seeing her in the dim light before you fall asleep makes you think of fairy meadows and soft clouds. her mouth tastes like syrup and you never want to let her go.

Let Me Love You - Isaac Lahey x Reader

Pairing: Isaac x Reader

Prompt: Request -

Warning: Smut…Smut….and a kick to the nads.

Thank you to my beta who did this fore me last night! @lets-imagine-fanfics



You stormed into the school with a scowl on your face, your crimson red stilettos clicking against the smooth off-white floor.  Your outfit was like your usual, sassy and overdressed. At least that’s what Stiles liked to say. You were wearing an off the shoulder black crop top, that zipped up and slightly resembled a bomber jacket. Your jeans were high waist with rips covering the front, as well as a large rip at the top of your thigh just under your right ass cheek.  

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Things The Signs Love

Aries: To feel wanted. Baby animals (especially kittens). Corny gifts. Stability. Forehead kisses. Red lipstick. Deep and meaningful conversations. Vodka. Mutual feelings. Drunk texts. Holding hands. Hot showers. Comedy movies. Someone that will make them better as a person.

Taurus: Traveling. Roller coasters. Commitment. Neck kisses. Fun dates. Comfort snacks. Peanut butter. Watching horror movies with a significant other. Warm, fluffy towels. Buying pointless things. Late night tumblr sessions. Stuffed animals. Meaningful letters. Getting dressed up. Bubble baths. Forest. Rain and storms.

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Simple Little Things In Life

-clothes fresh out of the dryer
-singing in the rain
-a perfectly popped bag of popcorn
-a good hair day
-waking up before the alarm goes off
-birds chirping for the first time since winter
-dancing when nobody’s watching
-waking up early & falling back asleep
-watching the sun rise/set
-starbucks spelling your name correctly
-finding money in your pocket
-listening to a favorite song on repeat
-puppies & kittens
-being outside when the weather is /just right/
-the smell of rain on pavement
-twinkle lights
-getting retweets
-cute sweaters
-popping bubble wrap
-raindrops on roses, whiskers on kittens
-scribbling out words when you mess up
-writing in pen
-the perfect drinking temperature for tea
-wearing cute little mittens
-getting into bed with fresh sheets
-singing along to the radio
-the first day of spring & not having to wear a jacket
-rainy days
-watching the snow fall
-cute dreams
-classical music
-heavy thunderstorms
-fall leaves
-walking on pavement
-your favorite t-shirt
-disney movies
-a cold shower on a hot day
-fresh flowers
-apple cinnamon candles
-handwritten letters
-receiving mail
-chipped nail polish
-on sale items
-city lights on the street after the rain
-roasting marshmallows over an open fire
-the calming pitter-patter of the rain
-not being able to put a book down
-getting a text from an old friend
-the feeling you get after a workout
-that certain bookstore smell
-the smell of old books
-buying school supplies
-warm towels
-sunlight shining through the trees
-genuinely feeling happy
-planning a party
-summer breeze
-getting enough sleep
-the feeling of sand between your toes
-waves crashing on the shore
-the sweet smell of the ocean
-proving yourself wrong
-proving others wrong
-big, warm hugs that make you feel loved
-making lists
-letting go of the past
-the word “serendipity”
-learning another language
-fresh air
-the window seat
-rereading your favorite book
-gel pens
-deep red lipstick
-hair bows
-glitter & sparkles
-flea markets
-cute lil antique shops
-pocket watches
-fine art
-poetry, tea, & over-the-knee socks
-random acts of kindness
-freshly baked cookies
-photo booths
-freshly cut grass
-happy tears
-catching up with an old friend
-seeing someone light up when they talk about their favorite thing
-sitting by a lake
-looking at the stars
-getting a pair of new shoes
-jumping on a trampoline
-elevator music
-blue eyes
-cursive writing
-when a cat sneezes
-falling asleep
-toaster waffles topped with fresh fruit
-the smell of lavender
-coffee ice cream
-bakery muffins
-walking in the woods during the summer
-apple picking
-squinting when the sun is too bright
-crossing things off your list
-saying hello
-deep city lights
-rainbow sprinkles
-old couples
-being sleepy & having messy hair
-forehead kisses
-swing dancing
-sugar cookies
-apple blossoms
-cute outfits
-aqua, light green, & purple
-mint green tea
-short stories
-iced tea with honey
-long necklaces and gold rings
-quoting your favorite movie
-hot cocoa, fuzzy pajamas, & a roaring fire in the winter
-snowball fights
-having a ton of pillows
-going out to eat

Cheryl’s Little Sister x Sweet Pea Headcanon!

Originally posted by iammclovincobain

*Gif not mine!*

(Pretend that’s the group of serpents that broke into Thistle house)

Not requested but requests are open, and to those of you who sent in a request I’m working on them! It’s just taking me a bit because I’ve been really busy with school work and things at home~

warning: Season 2 spoilers

-everyone at Riverdale High was surprised, to say the least

-Cheryl was probably the most supportive but also the most against it

-“You guys are really cute together but to close. Separate now.”

-“Cheryl, you and Toni were basically fucking and you’re telling me to separate because we’re cuddling while watching a movie?”

-Double dates with Cheryl and Toni all the time at Pop’s

-he loves when you have your nails done

-the feeling of them softly running through his hair and scratching his head is the most soothing thing ever

-also loves when they scratch up his back oops

-really super loves when you get jealous and kiss him with your deep red lipstick cause it leaves a mark and lets everyone know he’s yours

-“You sure you want to date someone as messed up as a Blossom when you could have me instead?” Sweet Pea didn’t respond, he just pulled you to him and pressed his lips against yours

-no one tried to mess with you because the serpents actually adore you, mainly because you make their boy happier than anything

-they also don’t mess with you because hello, Sweet Pea is actually the Golly Green Giants while Fangs is a broad strong boi and Toni is tiny but mighty

-when Penelope sent Cheryl away to the conversion therapy, you were terrified so Sweet Pea showed up with a group of serpents and demanded to be let into the house

-after Penelope proceeded to slam the door in his face, another serpent kicked it open and the group stormed in and up to you

-Sweet Pea loves you and was willing to risk his life for you he did when he entered Thistle House

-But you’d do the same for him and it was all around great to know you had someone else who loved you just as much as your sister did

Connected [Draco Malfoy x Reader, Modern AU]

A/N: this is the fluffiest shit i have ever written enJOY

Word Count: 5,008 (literally the longest imagine I’ve ever written)

Warnings: Cursing, unnamed time skips, MAJOR FLUFF, MODERN AU

Summary: Draco had ended it with (Name) years ago after being in a relationship for years. What happens when they reconnect in a hotel bar and live the scenarios they thought would never happen again after their separation?


Originally posted by fallingforamalfoy

Draco Malfoy.

What a bittersweet name.

Even after all of these years, his name still came up in her mind from time to time.

Everyone has that one ex who is always kind of just… There. They don’t leave your thoughts, but at the same time, there are no feelings that remain.

The two had the perfect relationship. (Name), being young and vulnerable, thought it was true love. And honestly…? Even now at the age of twenty-one, she didn’t doubt that it was anything but love she felt back then. The wonderful age of fifteen—my was it a time. Draco was the perfect boyfriend in her eyes—handsome, caring, protective but not overly… What had gone wrong..? He had showered her with love and she did the same to him, so she couldn’t really recall where everything went downhill.

Sure, he had girls falling for him left and right, but he would always shrug them off. He let (Name) have her space and she let him have his, but only when needed.

She remembered her parents were devastated when she announced their separation. They absolutely adored Draco. They always told her to marry someone like him—well off, strong, and kind. Draco had loved (Name’s) parents almost as much as she did.

Often she wondered how he was doing now. Was he engaged? Married? Single? Who knew. He went off to Harvard in Massachusetts (His father was quite proud of that) while (Name) went to Cornell University to pursue her dreams of becoming a research botanist. Right now she sat on a leather stool in New York City. Her college friends had decided to go four hours from Ithaca to enjoy everything the city had to offer while Spring Break was still going on. Even though (Name) opposed their offer to drink until they couldn’t see the floor and instead suggested ordering pizza in the hotel room, she was dragged to the hotel’s bar. Stupid college students and their drinking.

A black cocktail dress that clung to her figure and stopped mid-thigh made her look like she cared more than she actually did. Her makeup consisted of black winged eyeliner and deep red lipstick, along with light mascara and eyeshadow. The highlight her friend suggested made her cheekbones look perky and bright.

Her friends were with their boyfriends or boys they were in ‘flirtationships’ with (whatever that was), leaving her to herself.

She sipped on a glass of wine while scrolling absentmindedly through her phone contacts.

Her thumb stopped on a familiar contact name. 'Draco’.

Countless times she thought about calling or texting him, but she never did. All she wanted to do was catch up and talk about what happened.

….What exactly did happen?“

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every time i listen to don’t blame me i just wanna be wearing a velvet dress and deep red lipstick in a hotel in paris that overlooks the glowing warm city lights, standing on a white stone balcony and singing to the cold night air

Birthday Gifts // Cole Sprouse

Can you please write number 58, Cole x Reader? 💘

[“Shit, that’s hot”]

Warnings: swearing, mentions of sex,

Word Count: 1,180

Characters: Cole Sprouse, Dylan Sprouse, Dayna Frazer

A/N: well, I’ll probably be up all night since my 1 hour nap and it turned into a 6 hour nap, so I might spend the whole night writing for you guys. X

I was laughing so hard while writing this because I was so tempted to have him sip a hot drink and be like “shit, that’s hot.”

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“Happy Birthday, my darling girl!” Cole shouted as he walked into the kitchen, making you look up from your baking, a small smile on your lips and a blush on your cheeks. “Ah, you look so pretty.” He walked over to you, wrapping his arms around your shoulders and pulling you in for a kiss.

“Thank you, Cole,” you murmur, continuing decorating the cupcakes that you and Cole would be bringing to Dylan’s place, where you were all going for a few drinks, then hitting the town for dinner or something like that. You pushed your hair from your face, taking a deep breath and putting the piping bag down. He held a large, light dusty pink box in his hands, and a grin was on his lips.

“I got you a gift. And I know you said no gifts! But I saw it and I thought you’d love it so much, and I had to get it for you.” Cole handed you the box, which you gratefully took and set it on a clean part of the counter, gently placing your hands on his cheeks and leaning up to press a kiss to his lips. Cole’s hands went to your waist, his fingers looping through the belt holes of your jeans, pulling your hips against his. His lips softly trailed from your jawline to under your ear, bringing goose bumps to your skin.

“Baby. I’m gonna go get ready, okay?” You pulled away slowly, brushing some of his hair from his face and kissing him one more time. You grabbed the box that contained some mystery item. Biting your lip and looking at Cole, you smiled softly before headed to the hallway to go to the bedroom.

“Before you put clothes on, come and show me what that looks like, okay?” Cole calls out, making you turn around, nodding a little bit and turning back around, headed into the bedroom.


You kept looking at yourself in the mirror, turning around and looking at every possible angle you could. You were taken away by the gift Cole had bought you. Your fingers trailed over the sparkly, sheer material of the bottoms, swallowing a lump in your throat. Pulling on your robe, you sat down at your vanity, looking through your lipsticks and pulling out a deep red lipstick and swiping it across your lips. You finished the rest of your make up, pulling out the black, lace dress you’d be wearing and looking through the bottom of the closet for a pair of heels. You picked out a pair of strappy Yves Saint Laurent’s, sliding them on. You pulled off your robe, hanging it back up and looking at yourself in the mirror again. Taking a deep breath and running your fingers through your hair, you let it fall over your shoulders and opening the bedroom door and walking towards the kitchen where Cole was.

Cole wasn’t sure what to expect. He did buy the lingerie for you, but he didn’t know how well you were going to pull it off, but as soon as he saw you appear at the end of the hallway, he swore that you had legitimately taken his breath away. His breathing hitched in his throat and he had to blink a few times to make sure it was actually you and not the maid or something.

“Shit, that’s hot.” Cole shook his head. You looked so… innocent, but dirty at the same time. Maybe it was the look on your face. You looked so shy and quiet, but he knew you were far from that.

“I’m uh, going to go put my dress on.” You pointed your thumb over your shoulder, but the ‘no’ that came from Cole’s lips took you back a little. “Come here,” he spoke, making you swallow a lump in your throat and walking towards him. You stood in front of the brunette (that was slowly going blonde again, thank god). You attempted to cross your arms over your stomach, but your wrists were captured by him. His breath could be felt against your neck as his lips rested close to your ear.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard, baby girl. You look so… breathtaking.” Cole’s words sent a shiver down your spine, especially since he had never actually ‘fucked’ you. He was all about making love and loving you. He was always gently, but something clicked in him as soon as he saw you at the end of the hallway. “Now, go get dressed. We’re leaving soon.”


“You look absolutely stunning, Cupcake!” Dayna squealed as she saw you, embracing you in a tight hug. You always loved Dayna. She was so sweet, and if you ever needed some girl time, she was always there for you.

“Donut, you look gorgeous! But thank you!” You grinned, using the nickname you had given her a few months after you had met her. She was Donut and you were Cupcake. It was just this weird bond you both had over baking, and whenever one of you were bored, or upset, desserts would be brought over.

You walked beside Dayna, arm linked with hers as you both gossiped about anything you could think of. Cole and Dylan were catching up, trailing a bit behind you. “Also, Happy Birthday, (Y/N),” Dayna spoke, looking at you with a smile. She enveloped you into a hug, making you smile. You adored her so much.

“Yeah, Happy Birthday, (Y/N/N).” Dylan nodded, also wrapping his arms around you in a hug. “Now, let’s go in that club and try to get as many free drinks as we can!” Dylan shouted, wrapping his arm around Dayna’s waist as they walked into the club, the bouncer letting the four of you straight in.

“Perks of being famous,” Cole whispered into your ear, making you shiver as his arm stayed wrapped around your waist. “Happy Birthday, once again, darling.” Cole gently kissed your cheek, making you smile.

“(Y/N)! C’mon!” Dayna pulled you away from Cole, taking you straight to the bar. “Can we get a round of shots for the birthday girl?!” Dayna shouted over the music, the bartender nodded, a grin on his lips as he looked at the both of you. ‘On the house!’ You had seen him mouth, making Dayna squeal a little. Once the two of you got a round of shots, Dayna brought them over to Dylan and Cole, who were sitting in a booth. “Free shots!”


You weren’t completely wasted, but putting the key in the keyhole was a bit harder than it seemed like it would be. Cole was being very handsy, his lips on your neck and hands on your waist.

As soon as you had gotten the door opened, you both stumbled inside, closing the door and locking it behind you. You were pushed against the wooden door, Cole’s lips attaching themselves to your neck, making you let out a soft moan.

Let us just say that your night was way more eventful than you thought it’d be.