I’ve compiled a list of bughead fanfiction I’ve really liked for everyone in the bughead fam! don’t worry if your fic isn’t on here! this is a pretty small list(i read a lot) and i’ll probably make a p2, hope you enjoy xox. 

  • all in english.
  • most of the fics are on ao3 and some on tumblr. 
  • non completed fics will have *.  


  • you taste like strawberries by aplaceformyshipstoanchor -  Betty gets a job waitressing at Pop’s Diner and Jughead has no problem watching her work. When a situation at work gets sticky, Jughead has no problem helping Betty clean up. 
  • goldilocks by lusterrdust -  Her hair just does something to him.
  • touch me, tease me by lusterrdust -  Jughead is enamored with her, her blonde hair spilling over them like a lustrous curtain and enhancing the sounds of their breathing. He wants to declare his eternal love. He wants to pour out sonnets and ballads and write novels about every freckle on her skin, every blue shade in her eye. He wants to trace his fingers over every inch of her body until there’s no part he hasn’t memorized.
  • friends with benefits by heytherejones * 
  • third time’s the charm by septemberbeauty13 - “Oh God, get a room!” Cheryl said in passing, pushing past them to get to her locker. That was enough to push Betty into a fit of giggles, burying her head into Jughead’s chest. “You know,” Jughead whispered. “I don’t normally take advice from redheads but this is sound advice.”or Jughead and Betty try very hard to get a room. 
  • resplendent by lusterrdust - A bright light all her own, his shadows are drenched in her radiance. 
  • three words by lusterrdust - Betty is an addiction Jughead never wants to be rid of. 
  • stars by lusterrdust - Despite the gritty, gravelly exterior he presents to the world, Jughead is the epitome of sweet toward her. He’s tender and considerate and just the right amount of reticent to be endearing. And though she loves that about him, Betty’s not in the mood for slow and sweet. 
  • in distance by lusterrdust -  It’s the little things he notices that make him ache for her to come back home. 
  • camp stories by jugandbettsdetectiveagency -  Betty and Jughead end up sharing a tent when the core four go camping. 
  • close calls and getting caught by wordsonpages1 - four times Betty and Jug didn’t get caught doing inappropriate *things* and then the one time they did. 
  • up close and personal (part 1, part 2) by wordsonpages1 
  • they suck at being quiet by heytherejones


  • fall in light by sylwrites - She moved to New York to find herself, but as the saying goes: wherever you go, there you are. 
  • hotdog by burgerheadjones - “Easy, Hotdog! He’s family.” How Hotdog becomes Betty and Jughead’s family in every sense. Or, where we trace the life of Hotdog with Bughead.
  • the stacks by malmo722 * - After a senior prank goes wrong, River Vixen Betty Cooper is forced to complete community service at the Riverdale Public Library with high school outcast, Jughead Jones. Romance ensues. 
  • the unexpected by spxcewvlker - "She loved that she had found peace in his arms, and comfort in his glittering blue eyes. She loved him.“ In which Jughead helps Betty with her anxiety. 
  • beanie boy by bugheadandjughead * -  “You were lonely, homeless, broken. I just gave you a place to stay.” Beanie Boy Jughead and Good Girl Betty are in it together… until romantic feelings for each other bloom between them.
  • self conclusion by nopleasestayhere - Betty Cooper is sitting at the edge of a cliff, thinking about jumping, when Jughead Jones comes to do the same thing. Betty tries to talk him down. He gives her 48 hours to change his mind. Can they help each other? 
  • drown by lusterrdust - Loss… injustice…unfairness… it’s the ugly truth of life. There doesn’t have to be a reason or a person to blame. Sometimes, misfortune just is. 
  • i’ll wait for you by AGirlNamedWhiskey * - Betty Cooper just wanted to survive her Senior year, but after being coerced into covering an underground racing competition, against a rival school, she knew her life would never be the same. Especially, when she meets the infamous street racer, Jughead Jones. 
  • space and time by agirlnamedwhiskey * - After their abrupt breakup, Jughead Jones is on a mission to win back Betty Cooper. 
  • living with betty cooper by believe_that_you_can_my_friend  - Jughead Jones, facing the reality of having nowhere to stay anymore after the Drive-In gets shut down, finds temporary shelter at the Blue & Gold office. But what happens when an upset Betty Cooper catches him on the act? 
  • red sunrise by lusterrdust -  Lifting her hand up, her thumb twirls the band on her ring finger until the diamond digs into her pinky. She pushes the jewel against the skin until it stings, redirecting her emotional pain into the physical.


  • once upon a coffee shop by javajunkie * -  Betty works at a coffee shop where Jughead is a regular customer. 
  • your eyes look like coming home by ariquitecontrary - Betty Cooper and Jughead Jones who have both seen the world in color since they met each other when they were two years old. Everyone always says that they’re so lucky to have met when they were so young, that they have their whole lives to be together and in love. There’s just one teeny tiny problem. Betty and Jughead hate each other. 
  • foldin’ clothes by birdlovesafish -  Jughead contemplates he and Betty’s situation and he does laundry. 
  • it happened one starry night by one_starry_night 
  • skin to skin by burgerheadjones * - Jughead Jones doesn’t know how the crimson crescents ended up on his palms.Betty Cooper is clueless when it comes to the messages on her arms.Soulmate AU where all the little marks and injuries belonging to Betty and Jughead start finding themselves on each other’s skin. 
  • drop in the ocean by lusterrdust - She can feel the tickle and scrape of coarse sand against their bare legs, but pays it no mind. Her focus is consumed with her boyfriend’s touch and the trail of heat his fingers leave against her skin. 
  • the exception to the rule by ShirlyGallagher 
  • do you believe in fate? by Jennimisk * - Is there such a thing as a coincidence? Or do we create our own reality because of the choices we make and the people that we let into our lives? Regardless of what you believe, sometimes you just need to be open to what the universe is throwing your way.This is a non-canon AU work based on Jughead and Betty during their college years. They have no prior relationship before meeting in Rome, Italy. 
  • dry run by Naoko Asakura - She drew a line and offered to let him cross it. 
  • lost and found by lusterrdust - Maybe as a seventeen-year-old, sneaking kisses with the blonde he’d been in love with at the time—maybe he’d had a thought or two of her as a mother; a boy’s fantasy of the blissful domesticity he never had. 
  • red lipstick by lusterrdust -  She pulls the passenger mirror down and wipes her red lipstick off, smudging the color across her skin and marking it in a way that reminds Jughead of bee stung lips after a kiss. 
  • to the first of many by jugandbettsdetectiveagency - Betty’s first Mother’s Day begins with a not-so-welcome wake up from Hot Dog. 
  • first apartment by peacelovebughead - A short series of one-shots of Bughead in their first apartment


  • break free and run by sylwrites - A Bughead college AU set in Boston; featuring Veronica and Betty as roommates, and Jughead living off campus with his dad. 
  • fall in light by sylwrites * 
  • like home by lusterrdust * 
  • bizarre love triangle by ficmuse * - When Jughead stumbles upon the yearbook from the Class of 1991, secrets are revealed that will forever alter how the teens of Riverdale view their parents.

anonymous asked:

Wishing Peter Parker could comfort me when my friends invite my ex to a Christmas party I planned

I was going to make this longer but I remembered the reason i started WW, hope you sitll enjoy it though xox m

“What were you thinking?!” You scolded your best friend, trying to remain calm. You watched her as her face fell, the edges of her mouth pulled downwards.

“I’m sorry Y/N, I really am. We planned this together months ago and we forgot to uninvite him. In complete honesty, I didn’t even think he was going to show up.” Your friend tried to calm you down but you backed away from her reach.

“It’s fine. I’ll deal with it, just go before anyone else comes in here looking for us and sees me like this.” You raised your hand to wipe your eyes.

“God, I’m really really sorry Y/N.” Your friend mumbled once more as she walked away slowly and quietly shut the door to your room.  You let out a defeated sigh, trying to not get frustrated all over again.

Why the hell would he even show up? It wasn’t like he was even close with any of your friends or that he left anything at your place. It wasn’t like he was the one who decided to get so wasted that he “couldn’t be held accountable for his actions.” 

You rolled your eyes and scoffed at the memory of the worst argument that happened a few days ago. You took deep breaths, trying to calm down your heartbeat and tears before walking out there. You weren’t sad or anything over him, you knew it wasn’t a good relationship in the first place, you were just so frustrated with your friends even letting him into your apartment complex in the first place. You stood up from your spot on the bed and walked towards your bathroom. You turned the lights on, sniffling and wiping your nose on your sleeve before turning the sink on.

‘It amazes me how even when you’re wiping your snot on your sleeve you could still be so beautiful to me.” You heard a voice from the doorway. You visibly jumped, your heart stopping before racing again. You threw your hand on your chest and turned towards the intruder. You sighed in relief when you saw Peter standing there, smiling when you saw the Christmas sweater you got him last year. It had little nerd glasses on them and science beakers and equations on it.

“Hey, Petey.” You smiled, going to hug him. He wrapped his arms around you, instantly warming you and soothing you. He ran his hand up and down your back as well running his thumb in circles.

“I saw asshole is here.” He commented into your hair. You gave a dry laugh, nodding into his chest.

“Well if you want I can kick him out. I was training with Mr. Rogers the other day and I’m pretty confident I can kick his jock ass.” Peter playfully threatened although you knew there were some true threats in his words.

“No it’s okay I’ve already made a small scene storming out of the room when I saw him. I have no idea how I’m going to go back out there and look like I have my shit together.” You sniffled again.

“Well for starters,” Peter started, his chest rumbling against your cheek with each word he spoke, “we have to clean you up.” Peter’s arms and hands moved from your back and waist to move up your shoulders and gently push you back. You looked up at your best friend. He smiled gently before kissing your forehead. You tried your best to hide your blush. You turned your attention on the sink and began to wash your face, focusing on your eyes and your mascara stained cheeks. When you looked up in the mirror you scrunch your face for a second seeing your bare face.

“I don’t even know why you use this stuff anyways. It’s not like you need it.” Peter commented, picking up a tube of concealer.

“I like using it.” You slapped his hand when he almost opened a broken container of blush.

“I guess that makes sense. As long as you don’t think you need it and you use it for fun.” He commented. You looked back up at him, giving him a small smile. He returned the smile, looking back in the bag.

“You know he should be the one crying,” Peter says as he raises his thumb to swipe at a fallen eyelash, holding it up for you to blow away.

“He’s the one that lost a great girl. I pity him really. I know it’s going to hurt because you loved him or whatever but honestly you’re so much better off without him. Give it time to heal and you’ll realize how much you didn’t need him in the first place. You’ll be laughing in a few weeks time or however long it’ll take you to get over him. But I’m here for that whole time. I’ll always be here. I just wish you weren’t wasting your tears and breath on him.” You smiled as you blew the eyelash off his finger.

“What’d you wish for?” He asked.

“Nothing. I have you right here.” You mumbled, turning your attention back to your makeup bag.


Title: The Beauty and the Beast (Reader x Peter Parker)

Summary: Peter auditions for the school musical to spend more time with the reader, not expecting to land a lead role or first kiss in the process.

Word Count: 1528

A/N: Okay I love this so much it’s so cute and fluffy? Let me know if you like and I hope you enjoy!! XOX :) 

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twentytwo // smut.

A;N: So, I want to give a ginormous shout out to my girl Mal aka @mf-despair-queen she gave me the idea for this fic and I kinda maybe got carried away. Also big ol thank you to @redstringlovers for being super supportive and constructive. I love you all and I hope you enjoy xox 

Pairing: AU.

Author: thelittlestkitsune

Warnings: Smut. 18+ Explicit Content.

Word count: 15,246 words. 

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“Thanks for flying all the way out here for my birthday Ads” You spoke into your low mein, your chopsticks pressing against your lips as your best friend laughed at the other end of your sofa. “You know I’d do anything for you! Especially take time off work.” You gave her a pointed look, your eyes rolling. “Did you actually take time off or did you just leave?” She shrugged her shoulders, her smile widening as she looked away. “Tomato, tomato. I hated that job anyway.” She laughed as you shook your head. “One-day Addie, you’re actually going to have a job that you stay in for more than 3 months.” You spoke, your mouth full of food. “Yeah and one day, you’re going to actually leave your house for any other reason other than work.” She joked as you sighed, stretching your legs out from underneath you as you turned towards her. “I mean I would, but Peter has me working all these weird hours. The middle of the night is not usual business hours unless you’re a hooker or a drug dealer.” You laughed, looking at Addie as she piled noodles onto her chopsticks messily. “Maybe he’s both? To me he sounds like a power-hungry psychopath.” You nodded your head. “Yeah, well he pays well enough, even if I have to sacrifice my actual birthday.” You shrugged your shoulders. “But didn’t you say his nephew bargained that you could get this weekend off at least?” You shot her a look, placing your takeout on the coffee table. “It’s not the weekend, it’s a Wednesday night and if I’m being honest, all I want to do is sleep. Even Derek couldn’t get through to him that I wanted a Friday off” You sighed, resting your head back against the couch.  

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Do The Roar - Carlos x Reader

Originally posted by calypsio

Requested: prompt: “I understand the whole sleep talking thing but what I don’t understand is the princess dragon dream and why I’m in it.” carlos x reader maybe ??? thanks lol 

A/N the first time I read that prompt I laughed so much then I needed too but I hope you love it and enjoy!! (: Thanks to @zlorac I hope you love it!!

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Originally posted by tomshollandss

Based off of the request: Hey! So I was wondering if you could do an imagine thing about Peter Parker x the reader and it’s based off of the song Lost Boy by Ruth B and the reader is really lonely but ends up meeting Peter. And if you do can you please tag me? :)

Requested by @lyssathepenguin22

AN: This was so much longer than I expected… I got really into this one for some reason. Anyways, hope you enjoy!! xox 

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First Christmas

(Reader x Pietro Maximoff)

Word Count: 1392

Summary: The reader has never celebrated a holiday before, let alone Christmas. So, Pietro decides to give them the best one ever.

Warnings: none

A/N: It’s December which is basically the most joyful month of the year, right? So let’s kick it off in style. I hope you enjoy this, friends! XOX

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Baby Danvers/Lena Luthor Fic Part One

Hey guys, so this is going to be as the title says a Baby Danvers (you) and Lena Luthor fic/imagine. I didn’t come up with the headcanon of Baby Danvers so creds to the person who came up with it. This plot just kinda came to me and now I’m running with it. Let’s pretend National City is close to New York City. Lena won’t be in this one a lot but she will be in the next chapter. I hope you guys enjoy. xox

- Admin Cam

Originally posted by lenazorel

Baby Danvers/Lena Luthor Fic

Part One: Lecturers and Dinners

Word Count: 676

Part: 1(You’re here!) Next Part

“I am very excited to introduce you all to today’s guest lecturer. She is a brilliant scientist and CEO who’s groundbreaking research has helped many people around the world. Everybody please welcome the one and only Lena Luthor.” Your professor says and a gorgeous brunette takes her place at the podium. Your jaw hits the floor. The Lena Luthor is standing in front of your class.

Throughout her lecture, you hang on to every word she says hoping that the class will never end. When the lecture finally does end, you go up to the brunette.

“Hi, Ms. Luthor, I’m (Y/N) and I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions about the quantum mechanics you were describing in your lecture?” You ask hoping she can’t tell how nervous you are.

“I’m glad someone was listening,” She says with a wink, “I wish I could give you an answer right now, but I have a meeting I have to get to. So, how about we have lunch tomorrow at the cafe across the street at noon?”

“That sounds great. I can’t wait!”

“Then I will see you tomorrow.” You and Lena leave the lecture hall together and part ways once you’re outside.

You check your phone to see a message from your older sister.

Kara:Hey are you still coming over for dinner tonight?!

You laugh at the amount of emojis she put in such a simple text and send her a text back.

You: Yes leaving campus now

You rush to the subway and get to Kara’s apartment in twenty minutes. You knock on the door and hear the smoke alarm start to go off inside. A few seconds later, Kara opens the door.

“(Y/N)!” She exclaims giving you a hug.

“Hey, Kara. You know you just saw me two weeks ago right?” You ask chuckling.

“But it’s been so long!” She says finally letting you go, and the two of you walk inside where Alex is trying to get the smoke alarm to stop going off.

“Hey, (Y/N),” Alex huffs.

“Don’t mind her, Baby Danvers. She’s just upset because she failed at cooking… again,” Alex’s girlfriend, Maggie, teases from her spot on the couch. “So, how’s your junior year going in the Big Apple?”

“It’s going good! We had an amazing lecturer today in one of my physics classes.” You say thinking about the intelligent and beautiful brunette from earlier.

“I’m happy you’re doing good, kid.” Maggie says patting you on the shoulder.

“I ordered pizza!” Alex announces as her and Kara come over and join you and Maggie.

“Hey, you can never go wrong with pizza.” Kara says trying to make Alex feel a little bit better.

After dinner, as Alex and Maggie are about to leave Kara asks you if you’d like to stay with her tonight since it’s getting late.

“Thanks, sis, but I have a thing tomorrow and I need to get some work done on a project before then.” You say hugging her.

“A thing? What kind of thing?” Alex asks raising an eyebrow.

“Nothing. It’s just a lunch thing…”

“Like a date?” Kara asks excitedly.

“No, no, no. It’s not a date. It’s just a meeting.” You say shuffling your feet.

“You’re either going on a date or you’re meeting someone and you wish it was a date. So, which one is it, Baby Danvers?” Maggie asks smirking.

“It’s just a meeting.”

“Why are you blushing if it’s just a meeting?” Alex asks smirking like her girlfriend.

“Because you’re embarrassing me!” You exclaim hiding your face behind Kara.

“Fine we’ll leave you alone, but just know Kara, Maggie, and I could totally use our resources to figure out who this mystery person is.” Alex says and you groan.

“Goodbye, I’m leaving. You guys are too much.” You say putting on your coat.

“Bye, (Y/N)!” The three call as you leave.

anonymous asked:

Prompt: modern AU where John and paul don't know each other but they're caught on the kiss cam at a baseball game bcs the announcers thought they were a couple?

this is cute!! hope you enjoy. xox 


John Lennon always went to baseball games. He would go with his Aunt Mimi, with a few mates from school, but usually he would go alone. It wasn’t that nobody would go with him, it wasn’t that he enjoyed the game all that much, but it was the atmosphere. John loved the fact that there, nobody judged him. They were so focused on the game that they wouldn’t notice a giant blue monster walk by, why would they notice an 17 year old gay boy? This particular day, John’s Aunt Mimi was busy with prior engagements, and none of his mates were in the mood to go to a baseball game in the rain. John shrugged it off and decided he would go alone. He threw a jumper and a jacket on, with his dark blue jeans and black boots. John didn’t bother looking for his glasses, instead he struggled for a few extra minutes with his contacts, that way he wouldn’t have to keep cleaning the drops off rain off his lenses. 

Paul McCartney had never been to a baseball game before in all of his life. He absolutely loved the game and had watched plenty on the telly. For his birthday, his father had purchased a single ticket to this particular game, it was all he could afford. Paul was excited. Even though he was anxious to go alone, he was more focused on being at his first baseball game ever. Paul didn’t care about the rain falling from the sky, either. He figured he would only need a jumper over top of his t-shirt, the rain wouldn’t be too cold and Paul would be too wound up in the game to care about how cold he was. 

John sat down at his seat at the end of the aisle, smiling slightly as the rain fell on his face. The seats were packed, barely a seat left in the rainy stands except for a few behind John, and one right beside him. He wished for a brief moment that his Aunt Mimi could’ve come just to fill the seat next to him, but he got over it rather quickly when the players started jogging out to their bases. John smiled and straightened his back, happy he had taken the time to put his contacts in.

Paul rushed to try and find his seat. He knew he was going to be late, but he still tried as hard as he could to make it before the first pitch. Paul wanted to run, but he also didn’t want to slip on the wet ground and make a complete fool of himself. Finally, glancing up from his ticket, he found the seat number that matched the wet, dripping piece of paper in his hand. There was a lad,  roughly his age sitting on the end of the aisle, right next to Paul’s seat. “Uh, s’cues me, mate.” Paul said, trying to catch John’s attention. John’s eyes looked over to the lad standing beside his seat and he immediately shot up onto his feet. “Oh,” John smiled and gestured for Paul to move passed him toward his seat. “Thanks.” The boy had beautiful eyes. John sat down as this stranger did next to him. 

“I’m John.” He stuck his hand out to his new seat-mate. “Paul.” Paul accepted his hand and shook it rather gracefully. Both of them looked back to the game that had finally begun. John noticed Paul was right on the edge of his seat, sitting on his hands as if it could help him get closer to the game, make him apart of it somehow. John knew that look. “First time at a game, Paul?” John smiled as he nudged Paul’s shoulder gently. Paul looked over at John for a brief moment, and turned quickly back to the game. “Yeah, it is.” He nodded. John noticed a small smile creeping onto Paul’s face. 

John was happy to keep conversation down to a minimum with Paul during the game, because he was overly pleased with the excitement spread across the lad’s face, and because John thought he was absolutely gorgeous. Suddenly, it was the end of the game and John could finally converse with the gorgeous lad. “Enjoying it?” He asked. Paul looked over at John with a wide smile. “It’s brilliant! So much better than just readin’ about it in the paper, er watchin’ it on the telly, y’know.” As Paul spoke, John noticed the lad was shivering. “D’ye want me jacket?” John offered, pulling up one side of his collar. “N-nah, John. You can’t just go giving strangers yer jacket.” Paul laughed and looked away, to hide the very obvious fact that he was blushing. 

“Ah, come off it. ‘m happy to.” John shrugged his jacket off and draped it around Paul’s shoulders. Rather than just accepting the jacket, Paul had to make the cutest damn pouty face in the entire world to John. “Are ye sure? Don’t want ye t’get cold.” Paul didn’t break the eye contact with John, which released a hot blossom of butterflies to fly around John’s stomach like mad. “You can return the favour another time.” John tried his best to flirt, but he knew he was absolute rubbish at it. The deep red blush returned to Paul’s cheeks. 


John and Paul heard the announcer yell. The two lads looked up at the screen to see themselves, looking up at… well, themselves. “Oh my god.” Paul blushed even more. John sat up straight and tried to seem proud rather than the nervous wreck that he was inside. 


Bloody hell,” Paul looked over to John. “Well, it was nice t’meet you.” John grabbed Paul’s cold cheek and pulled him in for a kiss. It was only for a few seconds, but to John and Paul it seemed as though time had completely stopped, and they were the only two in the entire world. The way their lips felt against one another made it seem like they weren’t even at a baseball game, they were in a whole new world. As the crowd watched the two press their lips together with their eyes closed tightly, they cheered and clapped for them. Suddenly the sounds all came back, and John and Paul were brought back down to the real world. 

John pulled away and rubbed the back of his neck. Paul looked down at his hands shyly. “Guess they thought we were a couple,” John chuckled. He thought his voice was going to sound awkward as he spoke, but it came out smooth and calm. “Guess so.” Paul giggled and looked up at John. “There’s another game next week, would ye want t’come with me?” John asked with a smile, watching Paul’s smile like a mirror looking back at him. 

John Lennon always went to baseball games. He used to go with his Aunt Mimi, he used to go with a few mates from school, but now he always goes with his boyfriend, Paul McCartney.

Pietro Maximoff Imagine #5- Requested

Anon: Hi! I justo live the way you write! Youre awesome! I entre at your blog every tour yo ser if you write smthing! Can I request you one: an anon is part of the avengers and Pietro is crazy in love with her and try yo be with ver but the other avengers wont ley him because they thing he will hurt her! Thank u! Kisses from Argentina!

A/N: Yesss this is such a cute request! I love Argentina! I can’t wait to go back there! It means a lot to me for you to look at my blog and like the way I write. You’re such a sweet person and I wish I could tell you but its anon so I’m just going to have to tell you through here aha. I hope you enjoy it xox  

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Gender Reveal - WillNE

WillNE x Reader

Request : Hi!! Maybe you could write a WillNE imagine where you’re pregnant and you find out the gender of your baby? (It could be really emotional for example) – by @blueminter

Notes : I’m always worried to do a WillNE imagine cos like I swear he got creeped out by them??? omg so small bump by ed sheeran came on whilst writing this and omg anyway this is my first one for a while so hope you enjoy xox


Envelope in hand, you walked out of the hospital. Will had been working and editing all day, so, couldn’t come to the hospital with you to find out the gender of your baby. You reached your car and carefully got in just in case you bashed your growing bump. Placing the envelope on the passengers seat, you strapped yourself in and set off for home.

“Hello Hun!” You said brightly as you walked though the door of your new house. No sound. “Babe? Will?” Your calls became more anxious. Slipping your shoes off, you threw your keys on the side, envelope in hand, and went to find out where he had got to.

Kitchen. Bedroom. Toilet. Garden. You couldn’t find him anywhere. You waddled up the steep steps once again and called out for Will for the millionth time. Your feet killed and, if you were honest, you were getting really emotional. All you wanted was to find out whether you were having a little baby boy or girl. In a state of panic, anger and hot tears, you sat on the floor of your soon-to-be baby’s room and laid down. Slowly, you closed your eyes and eventually got to sleep.

“Y/N? Wake up! We need to know!” A gentle Geordie accent awoke you and you opened your eyes to Will. Oh and Gee and Chip who were stood in the doorway. Slightly angered that they were there as well, you pulled a slight smile and sat up.

“And where were you? I thought you were working, that’s why you couldn’t come, right?” You said, slightly more aggressive than how it was meant to be. “Oh, we were just dropping him back… We went to get some stuff for our next video and we didn’t realise you’d be back so soon!” Gee explained as you sat up, “but we need to let you to find out what GENDER YOUR BABY IS GOING GO BE!” she said, getting more excited as she went on. “Oh no! Please stay. What we could do, is we will find out and then come in and tell you? It will be good vlogging footage, anyway!” You laughed.

Will set up the sofa for you so there were loads of cushions for you to rest in and set up the camera on the sofa in front of you. H then he sat with his arm around you, the other holding the envelope. “So, are you ready?” Will asked, rubbing his hand on your shoulder. You nodded eagerly and he passed you the small white envelope.

Already tears were appearing in your eyes and threatened to spill over. Wills fingers traced light circles all over the top of your arm. You turned the envelope over and let your fingers trace over the seal. He kissed your forehead lightly, “you know, you don’t have to find out, we don’t have to find out. We can wait. I can wait.” You shook your head at the ridiculous idea. Obviously he didn’t know the amount of planning you needed to do - painting, clothes shopping etc etc.

Slowly, you dug your nail into the top of the seal and ripped across the edge. Will squeezed you tighter to him and you flicked your eyes up to the camera and then back down. You slipped your fingers inside the opening and pulled out the sheet of paper. This side was blank. Hot tears spilled out once again.

“What do you think it’s going to be?” Will asked you, giving you a comforting rub again. “A boy…” you said, this was the opposite of what everyone else thought - including Will. “Honestly, our baby will be a beautiful girl, I can’t see how you think it is a boy”. You turned yourself slightly to give Will a hug and then you turned back, it was time to find out.

“Ready? Three. Two. One.” You said as you flipped the paper over. A squeal of happiness escaped your lips as you laughed and beamed at the result. A sniff was heard from Will as he hugged you into him. Your laugher soon turned into sobbing. Of course happy tears, but the sobs were ugly and loud. Will repeated “aw” and “hey” and “shh” as attempts of calming you down. You grabbed your large bump with both hands and rubbed it with as much love as you could give. You turned around and kissed Will gently. “Are you happy?” You asked. “Incredibly” he said kissing you again.

Once you had stopped crying and squealing, you grabbed the camera and handed it to Will. You opened the door and walked through to the kitchen where Chip and Gee were waiting for you two. “So? Please don’t keep us in suspense I want to know whether I’ll have a kind of niece or nephew.” Gee said jumping up from her seat. “Well, this is going into the vlog, so we need suspense. What do you guys think it will be?” Will asked filming their reactions. “Well, a girl. It’s obvious, we did the thing with the rings that tells you the gender” Chip exclaimed, also standing up.

You looked up at Will and he nodded.

“Well, I wasn’t wrong. But you all were. We are having a baby boy” you said more tears streaming from your bloodshot eyes.


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Tony Starks daughter- Part seven

Tony’s POV
I didn’t want to believe it, I couldn’t believe it. Hydra had us….what’s worse is that they had Y/N…after everything that happened….everything I’d try to do to keep her safe…to keep us all safe…and they had us…
The last thing that I remember was seeing Y/N and Steve going through the air vent..and then the building was blown up and everything turned dark. I slowly opened my eyes and saw the others…all of them were awake, Clint, Nat, Steve, Ta Challa, Sam, Rhodey and I were cuffed to the walls with what I can only imagine was Vibranium steel.. Wanda was in some type of  straight jacket, and Vision was contained in a cage, an electric cage which stopped all of his powers from working..

What happened?” I heard Steve ask, the drowsiness on his face showing that he’d obviously only just come around as well.
“Isn’t it obvious? They blew the building up!” I heard Clint retort.
“Tony, you’re awake, are you okay?” Wanda asked looking over at me, interrupting Steve and Clint’s little argument, all I could do was nod, how could I be okay? My daughter and my team….my family were in a place that was described as hell..
“where’s Y/N…?” I asked them hesitantly…worried about the answer they were going to give.
“We..we don’t know Tony, none of us have seen her since the building was blown up…” Nat told me. Worry instantly filled me…she was so scared that this was going to happen and I promised her that it wouldn't….the worry and guilt becoming clear on my face.
“Tony, this isn’t your fault.” Wanda started noticing the emotions that were taking over me.
“I should’ve protected her…I promised her that she would be okay..” my voice was barely above a whisper as I uttered those words..
“Tony” Nat began. But before she could finish the door opened and hydra agents entered the room, soon followed by an elderly man(he must’ve been in his sixties), he was wearing a lab coat. Worry nice again filled me as I saw the lab coat was not it’s normal white colour…it had blood covering parts of it…. I was dragged back to reality when the man approached me with a cocky and smug smile on his face…

“Where’s my daughter!?” I asked, my voice filled with rage as the man got closer
“Hello Mr Stark..” he began.
“Where’s my daughter!!?” I asked again, getting angrier.
“You want to see your daughter, well here she is” he said and as if on cue Y/N entered the room, but she looked different. She  didn’t look scared, or worried, in fact  she looked emotionless, like a robot and that’s when I noticed she was in a Hydra uniform…

No…they couldn’t have…
“You see, Mr Stark, Y/N has always been a very good little lab rat..she just needed a little reminder…” the old man said as he looked at Y/N like he was admiring a piece of art..
“Y/N/N?” I asked looking at her, as I tried to keep control of my emotions. She looked down at me..but her face was again emotionless.
“Y/N, you need to listen to me, this isn’t you, you have to fight it, Y/N/N you need to fight it, they’re controlling you…” I stated, she began to walk closer to me and I could feel the tension in the room rise, as everyone tried to work out what she was going to do…or what they were going to make her do,before I knew it she was knelt down by my side.

“It’s your fault, all of this is your fault!” She whispered in my ear sharply. And then the old man snapped his fingers and Y/N stood up and left the room.
"Whatever you’ve done to my daughter…you’re gonna pay for it!!!” I spat at the elderly man, he just laughed in response.
“Oh Mr Stark, I don’t think you’re in any position to make any threats, do you?” He asked after he finished laughing.
"Leave her alone, or you’re gonna have to deal with all of us!” I heard Steve shout.
"Ah yes, the Super Soldier.” The elderly man began approaching Steve. “I have a gift for you,” and with that he snapped his fingers again and Bucky walked through the door.
"Buck..” Steve whispered, knowing that he wasn’t Bucky anymore he was the monster that Hydra created, he was the Winter Soldier.
"Take him to the lab, Soldier….” The old man said as he looked at Bucky, and within a second Bucky grabbed a needle from his pocket, and injected Steve with something,it didn’t knock him out..well not entirely. But it did weaken him. And after a few more seconds, Bucky and Steve left the room.
"Now I do hope you all enjoy your stay whilst you’re here,” the old man said before leaving the room closely followed by the hydra soldiers. Silence echoed across the room,none of us needed to say anything, we were all thinking the same thing.

That we were gonna kill him and get Y/N and Bucky back….no matter what..

A/N: hey guys, sorry it’s been so long since the last update, this chapter is pretty much a filler chapter…lots of drama to come, hope you’re all enjoying the series xox

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uh yeah hi i made this stenbrough one shot but it sucks tbh but idc hope u enjoy xox there’s no title bc,, idk what to call it Yikes

“Dumbasses! All of you!” Richie Tozier exclaimed. It was a Saturday night, and Losers were hanging out at Bill’s house for a sleepover. “Why the FUCK am I friends with a group of dumbasses?” Richie laughed.

“K-keep it down, R-richie,” Bill told him. “Do you want to go h-home early?” Bill’s voice was deep, and his words were softly spoken. His voice made Stanley Uris’ heart skip a beat. Or two. Possibly three? Stan was on the opposite side of the room from Bill, and Stan was studying Bill’s face. He was laying on the ground, stomach touching the floor and chin rested against his left palm. E.T. was playing, but Stan was too busy looking at Bill that he didn’t bother paying attention to the movie.

“Stan?” A small voice whispered in his ear, making him come back into focus with the world. He looked up to where the voice came from. It was Beverly. She caught him staring at Bill, again. She smiled at him when she caught his eye. “Watch the movie. Admire his face later.” She told him. Stan blushed a faint pink and rolled his eyes. He turned his attention to the screen. After about 40 seconds, Stan’s eyes shifted over to Bill, and Bill was looking back at him. Stan screamed internally and quickly looked back at the screen.

Oh shit, Bill thought. He saw me looking back!! Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.

Stanley was still internally screaming. Was Bill looking directly at him? Was it how Stan looked? Shit, was he still wearing his kippah? Stan slowly lifted his arm and touched his head. No kippah. Phew, he thought. He couldn’t get the image of Bill looking at him out of his head. After what felt like two seconds, the movie.

“Glad that shit’s over,” Richie said. “That alien is so fucking creepy! I never want to see it again.”

“Shut up, Rich,” Eddie said. “Nobody gives a damn about your opinions.”

“Aw, everyone except you, Eds!”

“Just shut the fuck up, shut up,” Eddie said. “And don’t call me that!” Richie laughed and kissed Eddie’s cheek. Ben rolled his eyes.

“Get a room you two.” He said. Richie looked at Ben and dramatically placed his hand over his heart. “But… this is a room, Egg Boy!” Richie said, giggling. “Or shall we go to the bathroom and proceed this shit? Waddya say, Eds?” He draped his arm over Eddie’s shoulders. Eddie rolled his eyes but said nothing. Stan rolled his eyes and sat up against Beverly’s legs. She braided his curls into short little braids, making Bill feel a tint of jealousy.

“Oh god,” Richie said, removing his arm from Eddie and pointing at Stan and Beverly. “Stan! Are you dating Bev? While Ben is right here?” He laughed. “How do you do it, Stan the Man?” Bill’s heart pounded. He sure hoped Stan wasn’t dating Beverly. Mostly because that would mean Bev was cheating on Ben, of course. Nothing else. Duh. Beverly laughed.

“He wishes he was dating me,” she said, making Stan roll his eyes yet again. “Rich, he’s got the hots for someone else.” Stan shot a look at Beverly. Great, Stan thought. Richie gasped.

“Stan THE Man! You like someone? Spill the deets! Do I know her? Wait… oh my god is it a guy? Oh my go-“ Richie was stopped by Mike’s hand covering Richie’s mouth.

“How about we call it a night?” Mike said, dragging Richie out of the room. “Bill, we’ll be in your room. Hopefully sleeping.” He added, glaring at Richie, who was yelling words nobody could understand. Bill nodded at Richie as everybody left, except Stan. Bill got up to clean up the mess the Losers had made.

“I bet you my allowance you can’t make it through one more movie.” Stan said, making Bill jump. The two boys were alone now. Bill looked at Stan in the eyes.

“W-which movie?” Bill asked. Stan smiled. “Not a ch-cheesy romance m-m-movie, Stan, I s-swear.” He added causing Stan to laugh.

“Bettlejuice?” Stan suggested. “No cheesiness in that.” Bill smiled.

“G-good choice, Uris.” Bill put the tape in the VHS player, beginning the movie and sitting next to Stan.

Bill’s eyes were fixed on the movie, and Stan couldn’t help but stare at him. The bridge of his nose was curved and perfectly formed his nose. His grey-blue eyes fit his personality perfectly. Brave yet scared, kind yet intimidating. Well, Bill wasn’t so intimidating, but his eyes were. The way Bill’s hair sometimes flopped over to the other side made Stan speechless. Everything about Bill did. Bill was perfect. Bill coughed, making Stan come back into focus with the world. Stan watched the movie for about ten minutes before looking over at Bill; mainly to see if he was awake. It was two AM. Bill had never stayed up this late before. His eyelids dropped and his head tilted to the side, as if it was asking Bill if wanted to sleep. Stan laughed.

“You doing ok over there, Billy Boy?” He asked. Bill looked at Stan very sleepily, as if he were in a daze. Damn, he was adorable.

“Never b-b-better,” Bill told Stan. But, in all honesty, Bill felt like he would pass out right then and there. “How much is your allowance?”

Stan chuckled quietly. “Not that much, roughly around six dollars? I don’t get paid that much, once a month I think,” he told Bill. “I lose track.” Stan rubbed his eyes. Bill nodded and smiled at Stan lazily.

“Good, I only have a-about eight d-d-dollars,” Bill said. “It’ll b-be easier f-for me to p-pay, i-if I l-lose.” He smiled. Bill looked at the movie, it was near the end. He would make it. He was about to get six-fucking-dollars! But then his head lolled to the side and landed on Stan’s left shoulder. Stan was alarmed at first — scared, even — but he soon realized it was Bill; and he smiled while blushing a rosey red. He let Bill’s head rest on his shoulder for a few minutes longer before getting up and carrying Bill with him, bridal style. Stan walked up to Bill’s rom a quietly as he could, and once he got there he carefully stepped over all the Losers and set Bill on his bed. Lucky for stan, Bill’s bed sheets were near folded over itself at the foot of the bed, making it easier for him to Bill in. God, Stan looked like a parent carrying their six-year-old son to bed after watching a movie. Once Stan thought Bill was comfortable, he turned to go to his sleeping bag, but he felt like he was forgetting something, and he didn’t know what. And then it clicked. Stan wanted to kiss Bill. It didn’t even matter where, Stan just wanted to kiss the boy — to feel Bill’s soft lips against his own. Stan blushed. He turned around and looked at Bill sleeping peacefully. Stan made up his mind he would kiss him.

Stan kneeled down to where his face was at level with Bill’s, as if he were praying. Stan’s heart was pounding so fast and so loud, he was afraid it would wake up Bill. He slowly brought his face to Bill’s. Then he kissed his soft — yet slightly chapped — lips. It wasn’t passionate, it wasn’t heated, it was just a small peck. When Stan pulled away, he saw Bill’s grey-blue eyes. He looked at them and then realized Bill was awake.

“Oh, shit,” Stan whispered, his eyes widening. “Bill, I am so sorry it really didn’t mean anything I just-“ but Stan was cut off by Bill’s lips meeting Stan’s for the second time. Bill pulled away from the kiss first, and the both blushed a dark pink. Bill scooted over on his bed so Stan could lay next to him. Stan gave Bill a confused look, but honestly Stan was just happy to be able to sleep in the same bed as Bill, and to actually sleep on the bed. The floor was super uncomfortable.

Eventually, the two boys fell asleep, Bill holding and cuddling Stan. The boys felt extremely happy, and there moods only got brighter when the Losers cheered for them. Richie was clapping the loudest.

“I fucking knew you were gay, Uris! I fucking knew it!”

Beauty and the Demon // inukag fanfic

Hey guys!! This is the first chapter of a multi-chapter fanfic I am going to be writing based vvvvv loosely on Disney’s Beauty and the Beast ((if you couldn`t tell by the title!!))  like plot wise because honestly I am not even sure if I saw all of BatB but ANYWAY I`LL STOP BLABBING  ENJOY!! XOX 

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Pietro Maximoff Imagine- Request #2

Request: hi! I don’t want to bother you but could you write something Pietro x reader that they are kind of enemy (shes an avengers enemy acctually) but its not her fault at all, she was raised by the enemys (i hope u understand that) its kinds like pietro and wanda with HYDRA, she was trained to fight against pietro so she can move fast. But they have that sexual tension between there and they fall in love slowly. I’m sorry I just want that so much haha sorry about my english i’m not fluent.

A/N: NO NEED TO APOLOGISE!! I WASN’T FLUENT UNTIL A FEW YEARS AGO!!!  AND YOU’RE NOT BOTHERING ME YOU ARE AN AWESOME PERSON!! And yes of course I can do it I just hope that you like it! I only wrote the sexual tension..not the actual sex because you didn’t say it so I only assumed so i am sorry…the requests that I will be able to do this week are “First time with Pietro”, and “Giving Pietro Caffeine”. The last request will be posted over the weekend. Requests are still open until Thursday of next week! Enjoy xox

Today was the day. You have been training for this day for almost seven years now. This day was supposed to come earlier but then the Maximoff mutants had to come in and ruin the plans. The plan was to attack the Avengers tower, destroy JARVIS, and eventually take all of the avengers down. Ever since the Maximoff twins joined the avengers you had been assigned from taking down Stark, and focus on Quicksilver. And god was he hot. Ever since you were introduce to him–well ever since the scientists (the ones who survived the destruction of HYDRA and created their own group) showed me the fast Maximoff– you just wanted him. You shifted in your seat in the aircraft. You sighed trying to clear off any possible thoughts that might distract you. You had to take him down…not go down on him. You were given the same formulas and medication that was given to Pietro, so you had his speed as well. However, you had the hand to hand combat training that you were told he didn’t.

“Nervous?” Ryan, who had been tested on as well– except he had some kind of teleportation powers–asked you.

“A little.” You replied curtly. He let the conversation drop as you saw the avengers tower come into view. The aircraft dropped you, Ryan, and Klaus who was the technology geek, were dropped off the very top of the tower. Klaus lead you and Ryan to the side of the building.

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Sharing Is Caring (Part Three)

Pairing: Daryl x Reader; Daryl x Jesus; Negan x Reader

Word Count: 2639

Warnings: Angst, violence, implied smut, cursing

Notes: So this probably isn’t as great as I intended it to be but, given everything that happened, my heart wasn’t really in it. I hope those of you who do like this enjoy this part. Xox ♥

Part Three of the Sharing Is Caring series.

Daryl couldn’t tear his eyes away from the gate as he watched the truck disappear into the distance, not even when Paul slid a hand into his and squeezed. He couldn’t believe she’d actually gone, after everything. He hadn’t meant half the things he’d shouted at her. Sure he was mad at her for acting like a child and hurting Paul but he never wanted to see her go. Daryl could physically feel his heart breaking as Eugene heaved the gate closed.

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Clay: “What the fuck’s going on with you and my niece brother?”

Tig: “I-I don’t know..i just love her”

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All I Wanted; C.H. 15

A/N: Whatever you’e celebrating babes, I wanted to wish you happy holidays. Spend it with loved ones and surround yourself with love. 

PS: Dis shit is twice as long as my normal updates! Enjoy! xox

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4 , part 5, part 6 , part 7 , part 8 , part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13, part 14

I groan loudly when I awaken, Calum’s warmth pressed against my side as his soft snores fill the room. I curl against his broad frame, lying my head on his chest to let his heartbeat lull me back to sleep. I sense the shift in his breathing and I freeze when his arm curls around me and presses me closer to him.

“Morning.” He mumbles, eyes still closed while he stretches his strained muscles.

“Good morning, did you sleep well?” I sigh, throwing my leg over Calum’s midsection to absorb more of his warmth. “Amazingly.” Calum slowly opens his eyes and grants me a soft smile.

“At what time do we have to be at yours?” I question as I roll on my back and glance at my alarm clock to see we had spent all morning in bed. “At three. What time is it?”

“Almost one. I should get ready.” I chuckle, turning towards Calum who had rolled over and was peppering my shoulder with butterfly kisses.

“I should leave soon too. I don’t give a shit what Mer says, you’re spending the night. Luke and Ashton are also staying.” Calum taps my bum for emphasis before he rolls out of bed.

“I’ll see you later then?” I sit up straight, tucking my duvet closer to my body as I watch Calum get dressed.

“Of course babe. And after this you’ll get your present from me.” Calum winks as he crawls back onto the bed, his lips roughly pressed to mine, drawing a moan from my parted lips.

He presses me down onto the matters, hips rolling against mine. His hands grip my thighs roughly and I let my hands wander towards his recently buttoned jeans.

“No, no Y/n. Tonight I’m all yours.” Calum chuckles against my lips before he crawls off of the bed again and disappears from my bedroom.


Somehow I’m reluctant for tonight. But on the other hand, I’m rather excited because this friendship Christmas is something Meredith and I used to do since we were little girls with no money to spend, when we would craft small things for each other to give instead of spending heaps of money.

My makeup is done, I’m dressed and about to step into my heels, ready to leave for the Hood residence. Meredith’s present is already with Calum, so all I have to grab is my gift for secret Santa… And this year I drew Michael. I was fairly glad with him because I know all he loves to do is game when he’s not with Meredith, so a new game was the first and last thing that popped into mind.

 Within two hours since Calum had left I was ready to depart and be just in time so Meredith won’t freak out. The drive is short, per usual and before I know it my heels are clicking as I walk past the side of the house to the back door. I can already see Meredith run around, probably stressing to get everything ready in time – although I know she was ready with a lot of time to spare – Michael lounging around on the kitchen chairs and Luke is present as well.

 I push the door open and immediately I am greeted by a chorus of hello’s, Meredith waving dramatically as she disappears from sight again. “You also staying?” Michael asks as he sees the duffel I’m dragging along with me and I nod my head as I lean down to press my cheek to both boys’. 

“Wine and driving aren’t two things I like combining. How are you guys?” I smile as I get my secret Santa gift out of my bag and already start for the living room, hearing their response while I walk away from them. “Hi Mer. Lovely what you’ve done here.” I smile at her as I step into the living room, seeing the beautiful table decoration she had placed along with an amazingly big tree.

 “Hi babe. Thanks. It’s been so hectic. Oh, are you staying?” She smiles as her arms curls around my shoulders for a brief hug, eyes first cast on my duffel bag near the door. “Yeah, maybe. If it gets too late or anything.” I smile, stepping out of her embrace and picking my bag up again. 

“I’ll just drop this off real quick, then I’ll help you with any appetizers or whatever.” I hear Meredith hum in agreement but I’m already out the door and up the stairs.

 I pass Calum’s room without a second thought and drop my bag on the comfiest bed in the whole house – in my honest opinion. Luke and Ash can room together in the smaller one, for all I care. 

“I just knew you wouldn’t be ready yet.” I laugh as I peek my head inside Calum’s room, seeing him bare chested and digging in his closet for a shirt to wear. He laughs before he turns around and beckons me inside, pointing towards his closet.

 “A bit of help is in order.” I roll my eyes and walk in and straight to his mess he calls a closet. “Hi by the way.” Calum breathes and I chuckle as I start skimming through his clean shirts. “Yes, Hi Cal. Long time no see.” I smile up at him as I hold a blue button up in front of his chest, nodding my head in confirmation. “This, I love this colour.”

 “Thank you.” Calum grins and he presses his lips briefly to mine before he hurriedly walks to his bedroom door. “I’ll see you in five, I don’t want to anger Meredith even more.” Calum laughs loudly before he disappears from my sight and I lazily walk out of his room as well, only to walk into a solid chest. 

 “Oh, Luke…” I chuckle awkwardly, trying to pass him as quickly as I can but he stops me.” Meredith asked me to come and get Calum but he seemed a bit occupied…”

“He just wanted help picking out a shirt…” I trail off, leaning against the wall as I try to avoid his gaze at all costs. “I never got a kiss when I helped him out…” I can hear the smirk in his voice and when I snap my head to his in utter panic, I see it’s definitely present. 

 "Luke I - please don’t tell Meredith I-“ I start rambling immediately, stepping closer to him to beg him on my knees if I have to. “Y/n…” he stops my rambling, his hand resting on my shoulder to shut me up completely. 

 "Your secret is safe with me. I wouldn’t want to fuck over my best friend, either.“ He smiles down at me, my rampage heartbeat slowing down and I feel my breath even out as well. "But I’m not saying it’s a smart idea.”

 "Tell me about it. This is bringing so much stress along…“ I laugh humourlessly, rubbing my hands along my face before I take a step back. "Anyway, thank you. I appreciate it.” I shoot Luke a small but genuine smile before I start my way downstairs. 

 "Okay, all yours.“ I grin at Meredith as she pushes a plate of small biscuits in my hands. "Put this on the table will you?” Meredith looks tired, a lot more than you expected from just a day of preparations. I make a mental note to question her about it later. Ashton has arrived as well during my absence and I press my lips to his cheek in greeting. 

 "Lovely to see you again, Y/n.“ I grin brightly and set the small appetizers in front of him, dropping down beside him to have a nibble for myself. Luke and Michael join us and it doesn’t take long before Calum is present as well, joining the table filled with males as I wait for Meredith. 

 As she also joins, she doesn’t take her usual spot beside Michael but sits next to me, Luke on her other side. I throw a pointed look in her direction but she avoids my gaze all together. "I’m glad we did this. I’ve prepared multiple meals so I’m sure everyone will like something, right?” Meredith laughs as she points to the plates filled with all kinds of food, bottles of wine littering the table. 

 A few glasses of wine and all plates empty later, Meredith starts serving us her full course meal. By now I’m already incredibly full, but I keep shoving bite after bite past my lips because it’s so good. 

“After this I need a break.” Luke chuckles as he rubs his stomach in content, a chorus of laughter following his statement. 

 "We could exchange gifts in the mean time?“ Meredith proposes and everyone stands abruptly, chairs screeching against the tiles. We start with Meredith since she organized this get together, Ashton having her gift. When Luke turns towards me I’m pleasantly surprised and I feel like a child on Christmas morning. 

 "I hope you like it; it was fairly hard to find a gift for you.” Luke chuckles awkwardly as he places the small wrapped box in my lap. The chuckle that passes my lips fade out as I let out a small gasp at the bracelet that lays limply in the box. 

“Oh Luke that’s adorable, thank you.” I raise to my feet to wind my arms around his neck and press my lips to his scruffy cheek with a loud smack. 

 "That leaves you, Mikey.“ I grin as I turn towards him, gift in hand. Michael seems thrilled with his new game and he momentarily lifts me off of the floor as he hugs the oxygen from my lungs. "Well Y/n and I still have a gift for my sister.” Calum suddenly states and my mouth opens slightly when I realize he is right. I sort of forgot that we had gotten a gift for Meredith. 

 Calum walks up to me with the small box in hand and holds it out to me but I motion for him to give it. Meredith seems thrilled and the way her eyes flicker and glisten when she opens the small box I know we made the right choice. “Wow, this - this is beautiful.” She holds the necklace up to her chest and then I see her face contort. 

 "You know I had appreciated more if you fucking chipped in on mum and dads gift than getting me something so expensive? You’re unbelievable.“ My eyes widen as I glance towards Calum whose cheeks are flaming up like a wild spreading fire. 

"You should be even fucking glad we got you something with the way you’ve been acting lately. God you’re a bitch.” Calum seethes as his hands ball into fists. 

 "It’s always the same with you! It’s always my fault but you don’t see how poorly you treat people!“ Meredith screams and I believe we are witnessing the breaking point of brother and sister. All of us are quiet as we watch the drama unfold. 

 "I don’t even see you as a human so I don’t know what you worry about.” Calum sounds so calm and collected. It’s enough for Meredith to burst into tears and disappear out of the living room. The boys keep silent and I slowly turn to them. “Seriously Calum? You couldn’t be a bit friendlier to you sister?” I raise an eyebrow and when he doesn’t respond, I sigh and disappear after my friend. 

 "Meredith, are you okay?“ I mumble as I push the door to her room open, seeing her lying on her bed, facing away from me. "No.”

“Tell me what’s wrong.” I state, sitting down on the edge of her bed. 


 "That isn’t the actual reason. Something else is troubling you.“ I sigh, patting her leg as some form of comfort. She starts crying a bit more violently. I let her be. 

After a few moments she sits up and rubs her makeup smeared eyes. "Michael and I have been fighting nonstop lately. I think he might be cheating on me." 

I can’t suppress the small laugh that leaves my lips but I do shut myself up immediately after. “Michael is absolutely smitten with you I’m one hundred percent certain he would never do such a thing.” I turn towards her, tucking my left leg underneath my bum as I fold my hands in my lap. “What makes you think that, anyway?” I decide to pry more, hoping she’d open up a bit more and I could get this party back on track instead of this mess.

Meredith just groans and I roll my eyes, dropping my body onto her bed and lying like a starfish. “I have all night, you know.” I laugh, wriggling my body a bit to let her know I was getting more comfortable. I know she wanted to be alone, but I wasn’t going to let her be. Not this time.

“We haven’t slept together in weeks, maybe even months. He doesn’t even grant me a second look. And well you know we used to have a healthy sexual relationship.” Mer shrugs her shoulders and I can’t help but raise my eyebrows. “Have you thought about talking to him about it?”
“Well no because we’re constantly fighting!” Meredith raises her voice and I bite my lip to refrain myself from raising my voice as well.

“Meredith, no offense babe,” I start off, seeing her glare already in the corner of me eye, but I continue none the less, “have you ever thought about the fact that you’re a bit irritable lately and you’re not only fighting with Mikey but well – uh – with everyone?” I try to be as gentle in my word choice as I can muster, but I’ve never been good with words.

“You’re overreacting.” Meredith huffs and it makes me raise back up, leaning on my flat hands as I throw my raised eyebrow look in her direction. “You sure?”
“Okay yeah, I might be a bit irritable…” Meredith laughs and I bite my lip, shaking my head at how easy this suddenly went. “You know, just talk to Michael. And I advise you to talk to Calum and apologize to him in the morning, let him cool down. That present was from the both of us and he really wanted to get you a nice gift, you know?” I raise to my feet to get Michael so they could have their talk, and I could go and see if Calum was feeling alright.

“Yeah, I’m sorry. Thank you for the lovely present, Y/n. I’ll come down in a bit.” Meredith sighs as she starts rubbing the smeared mascara from underneath her eyes. “I’ll send Michael up, just talk.” I don’t wait for her to answer anything as I already descend down the stairs. I don’t find any of the boys inside but I hear their voice chime from the back terrace, their voices dying down when they see me appear in sight.

“Michael, I advise you to go and talk to your woman. It might solve a lot of our problems.” I breathe, my fingertips digging into the back of the chair Calum was occupying. His features look puzzled, but he gets up none the less and disappears inside. “Are you okay?” I sigh, squeezing Calum’s shoulder once. “I’m fine.”

“You know what? I’ll make us some drinks, I’m sure we can use some.” Ashton sighs, pushing himself up from the table but he stops in his tracks beside me. “Anything you fancy more?”
“I like coconut.” I grin, stepping around the table to let my bum fall on the wall edge of their terrace.

“Come here.” Calum motions me over and I let my gaze flick to Luke briefly before throwing Calum a confused look. He pats his lap and I raise to my feet but still keep at least a meter between us. “What about -?” I start but he shuts me up with a hiss and pulls me onto his lap. “I don’t give a fuck right now. Come and sit.” Calum groans and I throw my legs over his, arm thrown over his shoulders as I see Luke smirk in the corner of my eye.

Calum’s fingers are slowly trailing along my thigh, underneath my dress. He and Luke are having a conversation which I’m not involved with, my head lying on Calum’s shoulder as I feel myself drift up. The holidays are tiring. I sit up straight, eyes wide when I hear Ashton clattering utensils just a few meters away. I try to get up but Calum pulls me back down, his hot, plump lips pressed against my neck fairly quickly. “Stay.”

Ashton returns with a plateau filled with glasses of a pinkish liquid and ice cream. “I thought we could have dessert now, I don’t think Mikey and Meredith are coming down any time soon.” Ashton smirks, setting his plateau down and starts handing out a glass for everyone along with a plate with ice cream. “Thank you, such a gentleman.” I grin at him as he holds it out for me to take.

“You know, I’m ready to call it a night. This whole evening was a lot more tiring than I had expected.” Luke breathes as he shoves his now empty plate away from him, his wine glass filled with cocktail in his other hand, ready for a sip. I hum in agreement, wiggling in Calum’s lap – still – to make myself more comfortable.

“Indeed. It was nice having a Christmas with you but I’m knackered.” Ashton chuckles as he raises his glass for a toast, and all of us reciprocate by raising our glasses as well. It takes us five, maybe ten minutes for us to finish our drink. Luke and Ashton disperse towards their guest bedroom for tonight, leaving me alone with Calum who is still finishing his smoke. “Are you ready for your present, babe?”