freaking out look what she made for me

bad | 04

 He was the cliché bad boy. He was the guy you couldn’t stand. He was the handsome, hot kid who made girls go weak in the knees. He was a brat. You had never liked him one bit, but you had also never gotten involved with anything concerning him. Until one day, when you were in the wrong place, at the wrong time.

Originally posted by mvssmedia

MEMBER: jeon jungkook x reader (ft. kim taehyung)

GENRE: romance, future smut, badboy!jungkook

WORDS: 3 155

WARNINGS: cussing, mature

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A/N: this part’s kinda weird. it’s more of a build-up chapter. there might end up being about 8 parts lol. thank yOU FOR 900, OMG

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Just stay with me: marichat?

Marinette huddled under her blanket, her hands clutched around a mug of steaming tea to help fight off the cold. 

She didn’t want to go inside. 

She had thought she had seen the worst of it. She had faced down so many akumas. She had fought against her best friend with barely a flinch of hesitation, knowing that she could do what needed to be done and that everything would be alright. She thought there was nothing she couldn’t handle. 

She had never thought she might have to fight her own mother. 

Marinette huddled further into the corner of her terrace. 

They had been victorious of course. Cleansing the akuma and restoring the city to rights. But while the superficial damage may have been repaired, the emotional damage was taking a toll that Marinette had never realized was possible until it struck at the heart of her own family. 

The attack last night had been all over the news. They always were. The first time the footage aired that morning Marinette had watched in horror as her usually indomitable mother had burst into tear, shutting herself in the bedroom and leaving a silent Tom and Marinette to finish the morning preparation. The normally bustling bakery had been a ghost town, and even though Marinette was off from school her father had told her there was little she could help with and to go enjoy her day off since there wasn’t much to be done.

Alya had insisted that this was normal and would die down in a day or two, sending Marinette several links to articles and interviews she had done on the subject. It didn’t do much to lift Marinette’s spirits, but she couldn’t help but feel an awed sense of pride at the incredible dedication her friend had towards her site.  

Sabine had of course eventually recovered after a few hours. Coming down and joining Tom in the empty shop, but in spite of her attempts to act as though everything was fine, the general atmosphere was sullen. Tom had ultimately retreated to the kitchen to take his frustrations out on a new bread recipe he had wanted to try, and Marinette had retreated to her balcony. 

She felt like a failure. 

She kept seeing the image of her mother- twisted and transformed into one of Hawkmoths minions, glaring at her lunging forward to rob her of her Miraculous. 

It had been by far one of her worst fights. Her mind had been unable to focus, instead racing with questions and wondering if she could have stopped this. 

Thank God for Chat. He had immediately registered her distress and more than picked up the slack, taking the lead for a change. He had forsaken his habitual good humored flirting and managed the battle with a quiet, efficient intensity that she would not have expected from her usually exuberant partner.

It had been over in a matter of minutes, one of their shorter battles if she was being honest. But it had somehow felt like an eternity, and she had barely been able to get through the traditional fist bump before fleeing the scene so that no one would see her burst into tears. 

Now here she was, huddled helplessly against the wind, her face stained with tears that had been falling on and off for the last few hours, ashamed to go inside. 

She heard the sound of footfalls on the roof and looked up expecting to see her father. Instead she was met with the concerned green eyes of her partner. 

“Chat… what are you doing here?” she asked fighting the urge to attempt to straighten up her appearance. 

“I like to check up on the victims after the attacks,” he said collapsing his baton and stowing it behind his back. 

“I wasn’t the victim.” 

“I know. I already spoke to your mother down in the bakery.”

“Oh,” Marinette said, surprised, “How…” she trailed off. 

“She’ll be ok,” Chat said coming to sit down beside her. “She was blaming herself for something she had no control over.” He gave Marinette an assessing glance. “Seems to be a trait with the Cheng women I see.” 

She laughed softly then scooted closer and dropped her head against his shoulder. Too tired and too heartsick to care that she was untransformed and therefore shouldn’t be showing this level of familiarity.

Chat’s eyes widened slightly in surprise but he made no effort to stop her, only adjusting slightly so they fit together in a more comfortable angle. 

“I didn’t know you did this,” she said quietly. 

“Did what?”

“Visited with the victims. It’s very kind of you.” 

“No one should have to go through something like this alone,” he said, “pain is worse if you don’t talk to anyone about it. It can change you, leave you broken. Even hurt the people around you.” 

“You sound like you have some experience on the subject.” 

“I might.” 

She nodded slightly and took a small sip of her tea. “Do you talk to all of the victims?” she asked curiously. 

“No, not all of them. Some of them don’t need it, I’ll go to check in on them and they will already be on the road to recovery. Your friend Alya for example. She had her own ways of coping.” 

“You should have talked to her anyways. You know she would have adored getting a personal visit from Chat Noir.”

“You know in retrospect you are right,” he said with a small smile. “Next time I’m on patrol I’ll make a point of letting her catch me for an interview. Unless you want to make my life easier and just help with a set up?” 

“She’s coming over for a sleepover tomorrow night,” Marinette said feeling warmer for the first time all day.

“I’ll be sure to coincidentally land on your balcony during my rounds. Say around 9:00?” 

Marinette smiled. 

“So, who was the most difficult person for you to talk to?” she asked. 

Chat thought for a moment, his brow furrowing in concentration. 

“Probably the little girl, the one who stole all your dolls, remember?” 

“You talked to Manon?” 

“Yeah, that one was rough. Not gonna lie I went home that night and put together a Hawkmoth dart board. Might have gotten a little carried away. Even stabbed the thing with a fencing sword if you can believe it.” 

Marinette laughed, pressing closer against her partner and he wrapped an arm around her. 

“That’s actually kind of fantastic,” she said, “Do you still have it?” 

“Nah, my father made me take it down. I think it freaked him out that I was violently lashing out what most of Paris thinks of as some unknown mystical super being.” 

“What do you think of him as?” 

“Exactly what he is- some guy in a suit who thinks its ok to terrorize innocent people for his own selfish gain. He might have powers but he’s just an ordinary man.” 

“Like you are?” she said, looking up at him and for the first time desperately wishing she could know the boy behind the mask. 

“Exactly.” 

They sat in silence for a few minutes, Marinette sipping on her tea without really tasting it and Chat rubbing his hand idly up and down her arm over the blanket. 

“Why did you come to talk to me?” Marinette asked at last. 

“Because you looked like you needed a friend,” he replied. 

“I do,” she admitted, hating the pricking of tears she could feel returning to her eyes, “I really do.” 

“Is there anything I can do for you princess?” he asked tenderly, wrapping his other arm around her and pulling her in close. 

“Just stay with me.” 


Look I did angst!!!! Part of my 4 word prompt drabbles. Not taking on new ones atm just finishing the ones I have. 

Friendly Neighborhood Spiderman

Requested. [I feel like this was awful, because I struggle with comedy. But I tried]

Song or Quote : “I’m not a damsel, not tonight at least.” & “ Do you even watch the news? Come on, I’m Spider-Man. You know, stringing up criminals and saving damsels?“

“What’s a pretty girl like you doin’ all by yourself in these mean ole streets, huh?” 

[Y/N]’s head swiveled to her left, stepping sideways off the sidewalk to get out of reach. She narrowed her eyes, this guy looked like trouble and reeked of cheap booze and menthol. “Going home.” 

The way his eyes raked over her, made [Y/N] feel uneasy. She knew her time was coming to cross paths with the crooks of the city. It had only been a little less than a month since she had moved here. But, [Y/N] could bet that walking home alone in the dark was the sure way to come across one. 

He smirked towards her, his teeth oddly glistening in the flickering street light. “Takin’ some late night pilate classes?” The man’s eyes skimmed over her gym bag that was slung over her body, “What kind of goods you got in there, hon?”  

If asked what her worst trait would be, it would be that she was extremely outspoken. She always struggled to keep her mouth shut in situations that called for it to stay closed. This was one of those times that she blatantly ignored her better judgement. Squinting her eyes, she cocked a brow. “I don’t know what I’m more shocked about. The fact that you believe that you’ll be able to mug me or the fact that you know what pilates is.” Taking a step back when he stepped forward, she narrowed her eyes. “And if you must know, I take mixed martial arts, so believe me when I say despite the vast height and weight difference between us, I could kick your ass with my eyes closed.” 

“You a bit ballsy, ain’t you?” He growled while he cracked his fingers, “I’m going to make you eat those words that’s been comin’ out that pretty little mouth.” 

[Y/N], you should probably stop while you’re ahead. Gasping like she was scared, her hands flew to her mouth. Pretending to shake, she squealed out. “Oh no, oh my gosh, I’m so sorry. Please, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean any of that. Oh, please don’t hurt me.” Or not

Before the mugger could respond, the sound of laughing made them both jump. Searching in the dark to find the source of laughter, they finally looked up to the fire escape of the closest building. Standing on the railing, with one hand propped up against the bricked building, the other was placed on his stomach while he was bent over still laughing. 

“Oh man, I just love sarcasm.” He laughed, “It’s like punching someone in the face but with words.” 

[Y/N] squinted her eyes, who the fuck

Before she could get the chance to ask, the mugger growled out in anger. “And just what the hell are you supposed to be?” 

“Ditto,” she muttered. 

Jumping from the fire escape, he landed gracefully in front of them. Shrugging his shoulders, “Do you even watch the news?” Whoever the masked man was, sounded incredibly insulted. Groaning, he shook his head. “Come on, I’m Spiderman. You know stringing up criminals and saving damsels?” Leaning against the mugger, [Y/N] could only assume he winked in her direction while he clicked his tongue and pointed towards her.

"I’m not a damsel, not tonight at least.” She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes, “This guy’s a joke, I could take him with or without you.” Seriously, [Y/N]? Do you ever think before you speak? It’s called a goddamn filter.

Spiderman shook his head, “Man, she’s a little feisty.” Looking up at the mugger, he snickered. “Isn’t she?” 

“Get your damn hands off me.” The guy yelled, slinging Spiderman off his shoulder, he pulled a knife out from his jacket. “Come on Spiderman let’s see what you got kid.” 

Spiderman chuckled, “Funny you mention the whole kid thing because this kid is going to kick your ass, dude.” Flicking his wrist, a web shot out and landed onto the mugger’s hand with the knife. Flicking his wrist again, he webbed the knife out his hand. “Oh shame you don’t have that anymore.” 

[Y/N] yelped slightly, “Yo, is that stuff coming out of you?!”

“What? No! Ugh, I made it.” He groaned, looking down at his hands, he started moving them towards the device on his wrist. “I engineered it to-” Getting cut off by the mugger yanking back on the web, Spiderman flew forward. Before he made it close enough for the mugger to grab him, he shot out another web and stopped himself. Chuckling, “You’re going to have to do better than that if you want to get me.” 

“You some piece of work kid.” The mugger growled. 

“Yeah, yeah.” He snorted. 

[Y/N] felt sort of freaked out. Biting her lip, she tried to process what was going on. First, she decides to walk home alone, in the dark from the gym. Then, a creepy man stops her when she passes an alley. Next, she decides to be mouthy because she’s always been that way. And now, a man kid person in a spandex suit was trying to save her. “Is this? Is this,” moving her hand in their direction, she raised a brow, “normal?” 

Spiderman glanced in her direction before webbing the guy up against the building, pointing at him, he scolded. “Don’t steal, the Government doesn’t like competition.” Turning towards [Y/N], he casually walked towards her. “Is what normal?” 

“That….this whole thing? I mean is this normal?” She motioned towards his suit and then the web. “Is it normal for a kid vigilante to be running the streets at night in spandex?” 

“Don’t insult the suit, man.” Spiderman ran his hand down his torso, “This is a one of a kind.” 

Squinting her eyes, she muttered, “I don’t doubt that.” 

He tossed his head, shaking his head. Looking back towards her, he fake gasped. “I’m sorry, did I just roll my eyes out loud?”

“I can’t even see your eyes!” 

“Stop insulting me.”

Feeling frustrated, “I’m not insulting you, I’m describing you!” 

Before Spiderman could have a chance to respond, the sound of heavy footsteps and chains rattling interrupted their small argument. Instinctively, he stepped protectively in front of [Y/N]. 

“What the hell is going on out there?” A voice yelled from the alley.

Tony, get your ass out here and get me down!” The mugger yelled.

“Hey, I know a Tony.” He looked over towards [Y/N] nodding. “He’s a good friend-” stopping short, they both gulped at the sight of the stacked guy emerging from the alley with heavy artillery. “That….that um, that is not the same Tony I know.” Turning around, he shot webbing towards [Y/N], pulling her in close, he whispered, “Hold on.” 

“I’m sorry, do what?”

With no response, they were both zipping through the air. [Y/N] could feel her heart leaping out of her mouth when her eyes adjusted to the height at which they were flying at. Yelping, she held on tight and closed her eyes. She felt like they were in the air for hours but that was due to the fact that she was incredibly terrified of heights. 

Once she felt solid ground on under her feet, she retracted herself from the kid and fell to the ground. Her chest was heaving from her adrenaline coursing through her body. “Why did you think that was a good idea?” 

“I mean it was either run away or be shot and I’ve got a lot of life to live so I ran with option B.” Sitting on the ground in front of her, he chuckled, “And normally my problem is that I have really fantastic bad ideas.” 

Clutching her chest to try to slow down her heart rate, she flickered him a look. “Like dressing up in spandex and looking for trouble?” Taking a deep breath, she sighed. “Shouldn’t you be playing video games or hooking up with girls after curfew?” 

Spiderman reached up to the scratch the back of his head, wanting to laugh at how ridiculous the last part sounded. If only this girl knew who he was under his mask. “Yeah the thing about that is I don’t know how to act my age because I’ve never been this age before.” 

Standing up, she dusted herself off. “Right.” Looking around her to make sure nothing fell out of her bag, she looked at the masked hero. “I guess I should thank you for saving me.” 

Standing up, he shook his head. “It’s not really a problem. It’s what I do.” 

“I suppose so.” Chewing on her lip, “Who are you? I mean I know your Spiderman, but you’ve got have a face under that mask.” 

Stepping backwards, he chuckled. “I’m just your friendly neighborhood Spiderman.” Slinging a web, he saluted. “I’ll see you around.” And then he was off, leaving [Y/N] staring after him. Maybe moving to this city wasn’t so bad. 

Turning Me On

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Request: Hi! Is it possible for you to write one where you and Shawn are dating and y/n is a Victoria’s Secret angel and Shawn goes to the show to support her and at the afterparty they mingle with everyone and he reveals to her how turned on he is about her performance and tells her everything he wants to do to her?

Word Count: 1,744

Turning Me On

“Shawn Mendes, welcome to the last Victoria’s Secret show this year” the interviewer said, sending me a plain smile.

“Thank you”

“Are you excited for this?”

“I am, really. I’ve never been to one before” I said, sending him another false but friendly smile.

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First Crush (part 3)

Originally posted by tom-is-bae

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader, Tony Stark (dad) x Reader

Summary: After being home schooled your whole life, it’s finally your first day in high school. You are so excited to finally have a chance to live a normal teenage life. Well as normal as you could get.

Word count: 1000

A/N: This is the first thing that I have ever written so please go easy on me. I have written five parts to this story and I’m going to post a new part everyday. I would really appreciate constructive criticism. So, if you think of something that I could do better let me know! So here we go. I hope you guys like it!

PS You can send me requests if you want! I can write about almost any MCU character and actor. By sending me requests you can help me improve myself. Send your requests here!

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Peter’s point of view:

Y/N and I had been friends for a few weeks now. She had become one of my best friends and the biggest crush I have ever had. Every time I saw her smile and heard her laugh I fell in love with her even more. Ned figured out my crush almost instantly and has been teasing me about it since then. He has been dropping hints at Y/N, not so subtly may I add. But Y/N seems to be completely oblivious about it and she hasn’t (luckily) figured it out yet.

“Peteeer!” I heard a familiar voice yell and felt her hugging me from behind. God, she smelled amazing. Her signature perfume had become my favorite smell in the world. “H-heeey Y/N” I replied and cursed myself for stuttering. I mean seriously I had known her for weeks and I still couldn’t control my stutters. “I just ran into Ned and he told me about your movie night tonight and invited me to join you guys. I don’t know if he told you about it yet but I’ll be there. Hope you don’t mind” Y/N said with the biggest smile on her face. God that smile makes never fails to make my heart beat out of my chest. And those soft-looking pink lips, the most perfect set of lips I have ever seen. I wonder what it would feel like to kiss those lips and- “Peter you don’t mind do you?” she continued now with a slightly worried expression. I jumped out of my thoughts and shook the image of kissing her out of my head “N-no no of course not! I would love for you to join us.” I told her emphasizing the word ‘love’ way too much. “Great I can’t wait!” she cheered “walk with me to math?” she asked. I nodded and shut my locker.

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I Don’t Want to be a Mermaid Anymore

I mean, every kid went through that phase, right? When you’d go to the pool you’d dive in and imagine your legs fusing into one and growing scales of your favorite color. I wanted blue scales. More than once I’d surface hacking and coughing because I’d try to hold my breath for a second too long. Not pleasant. But by the time I was ten I could do it for quite an impressive amount of time.

My dad thought it was hilarious. Mom treated it as just one of those childish things I’d grow out of. But my Uncle Craig actually encouraged it.

Uncle Craig was my mom’s oldest brother, a big man with a thick stomach and a roaring laugh. Despite having four kids of his own, he loved coming to see me. He’d bring me seashells and tell me stories about his latest catch. And he always listened to me tell my mermaid stories.

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Okay so @xxtorchxx did the thing, prompted by @bridgetteirish and @reginalovesemma. I’m just finishing what they started. M’lud.


Alex knows that a cupcake isn’t enough, not for Kara’s appetite or for the level of damage to her feelings. It had been tough to choke back revulsion long enough to pretend that the alien frat boy might be a viable option, but thankfully Kara had been talked off that ‘complicated’ subject pretty quickly. She’d all but chased Alex out of the door before midnight, unheard of for their late night gossip sessions.

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Someone throw out your theory about what is happening, please?

I have been spotted in my workplace when I am not there. Once, about 13 years ago, I actually saw MYSELF walk across a common area of my work place. I thought I was going bonkers but my co-worker saw the other me walk across the common area too and started speaking to the other me as she turned around to walk around the desk. She literally bumped into me and was  so frightened and surprised to see the real me standing behind her she had a panic attack. She saw the other me too! Neither one of us could explain it but we both described what the other me was wearing (which was what I was wearing that day). I made sure to never wear that tank top again. We decided to never speak of it again. BUT THEN….

Earlier this week a client was shuffling through some papers at my desk and was shocked to look up and find me sitting right in front of her. She got completely freaked out and was adamant that she saw me across the common area (the same place as last time other me was spotted). She won’t be around me now and she’s told the other clients there’s something wrong with me. 

A couple of years ago another client experienced the same thing but just accused me of being a mutant a la X-Men and laughed it off. She was with several other clients who were very uneasy about it until she laughed it off. They saw the same thing but luckily were easy enough to persuade. 

So what is going on? I’m not doing it on purpose. Any ideas? Explanations? Ideas? I’ve heard the doppelgänger theory but since the first time was over 13 years ago, I doubt it’s a death omen. Has anyone ever had a problem with splitting before? 

Please reblog if you think someone might have any ideas. This starting to freak people out and I don’t want to scare anyone. 

“I don’t wanna say like ‘knock her off’ because she just came like freaking hurricane Irma out of nowhere and just took everybody off in like what? Like one week? But it just feels so great because she’s like a veteran, like everybody’s known she’s infamous for just being number one constantly and this is like… Taylor c’mon, let me get that number one, one time…”

— Cardi B about taking number one spot from Taylor - E News (September 27th 2017)

anonymous asked:

I saw this on another account but how do you think Shawn would react if his gf was mad that Katy touched his butt, cause I would! (You could write the scenario;))

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It’s Not Jealousy 

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“Just grab it babe, grab my butt” Shawn laughed, shaking his booty at your face.

“Stop Shawn” you said annoyed, pushing him away from you.

“Come on y/n, just give it a rough squeeze. Your hands on my booty is better than Katy’s. Don’t be jealous” he joked, still waving his butt at your face.

“Seriously Shawn, back off” you said, rolling your eyes frustrated at him.

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Summer of Love Chapter 1: Cute

Originally posted by stallingdemons

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Relationships: Peter Parker x fem!Stark!reader, Tony Stark x Reader (father-daughter relationship)

Warnings: Light cussing, tons of fluff :)

Summary: Over the Summer Tony decides to have Peter come to the Avengers facility for a little “Summer camp” to help train him to be a hero. Peter comes ready to become an Avenger, but he didn’t expect to fall in love with with his mentor’s adopted daughter along the way…

A/N: Yes I know another Peter series! Don’t worry I’m still working on Partner’s in (Fighting) Crime, but I’m having a little bit of writers block for it at the moment, and I had this idea rattling around in my head and thought it might be nice to write so I thought I’d give it a shot! Please read and let me know what you think!


“This is so amazing this is going to be the best Summer ever!” Peter exclaims as he runs out of the car and Happy gets his bags out of the trunk of the car. 

“Yeah it sure will be.” Happy grunts and Peter rushes over and helps Happy out with the bags. “A whole Summer spent with you. Good times…” He groans and walks up the steps of the Avengers facility with Peter. 

Peter was practically exploding with excitement and happiness once he was inside. Sure he had been here before and even turned down Tony’s offer to be an Avenger but this was different. He wasn’t being pressured into anything this Summer. He was just going to be training with the team to hone in on his skills a bit more before school started again. He walked by the training facility and looked inside and smiled. 

“Wow…” He says and watches Iron Man and War Machine train in the big room through the window. “This is gonna be so awesome!” He squeals and hops a little bit. Happy sighs and rolls his eyes. 

“What is awesome?” Vision asks and goes through the wall, making Peter scream and jump onto Happy, in turn making Happy scream. 

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Popular

Summary: Y/N and Peter have been best friends since childhood, but when they enter middle school, Y/N joins the popular crowd and leaves Peter behind.

AN: this may become a series lol

Peter Parker x Reader

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Originally posted by gryffinclaw-in-wilde-times

I ran as fast as I could and hid behind a tree. I peeked from the side to see if he was following me and saw no one. He was right behind me. I thought. I faced back and waited for Peter to call out for me. I went to peek behind me again. Nothing. I turned back and -

“Boo!”

“Ah!” I let out a high pitched scream. Peter Parker was hanging upside down from a low branch and laughing his brains out. “Peter! That wasn’t funny!” I crossed my arms.

Peter swung down from the tree. “Oh, come on Y/N. You have to admit that was pretty funny.” He gave me a grin, showing off the loss of his two front teeth.

“For you.” I said, still pouting. I turned around and walked away from Peter. 

“Hey! Y/N! Wait!” Peter yelled out. I stopped and waited for him to catch up. He stood in front of me. “I’m sorry for scaring you.” He looked down at his shoes.

“Okay!” He looked up and I gave him an equally toothless grin. “Let’s go play another game! I’m thinking…tag! TAG YOU’RE IT!” I tapped his shoulder and ran off, laughing. 

“I’m gonna get ya Y/N!” 

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Bob Morley Imagine: Secretly

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Summary: Reader and Bob are secretly dating. However, their characters just got together on the show and on a conference everyone teases them about it. It makes them, especially reader, feel uncomfortable. So reader confronts the cast members about it and Bob unintentionally reveals that they are dating which makes cast freak out.

Word count:1353


Originally posted by love-is-equal66

I couldn’t decide if this con was disaster or the best time of my life. It was the first con when I and Bob were a couple. The problem was that no one knew.

We had decided to keep it a secret. In fact I didn’t know why, but it was Bob’s idea. He thought that it would be better because it would prevent us from getting various kinds of reactions from fans. Because this fandom could be really harsh towards the actors and make our lives a living hell.

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The Serpent Or Me - Part 1 (Bughead/Serpent!Jughead x Serpent!Reader)

Jughead has never cared about fitting in, as long as he has Betty and the gang he knows he has his place in Riverdale. However, Southside High has brought him an odd comfort and new friends very easily. The serpents have taken him under their wing, one in particular y/n has started to show him how things work in the gang. Jughead starts to grow a fondness for y/n that feels uneasy, he’s stuck between two worlds. Where or who should he choose?

Characters/Pairings: Jughead x Betty, Serpent!Reader.

Warnings: Kissing.

Word Count: 2140.

Notes: Firstly I’m sorry this is out later than planned, I’ve been teasing this piece for way too long. Secondly I stuggled a bit getting into Jughead’s POV style. I think this just gives me an excuse to rewatch the season again and pick up on his narration style. Finally if you have any suggestions on where you think this should go let me know, I have the next 2 parts planned but I am intrigued to see where you think it will go. Collabing is my fave! Anyway, enjoy.

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Originally posted by littelmix

Jughead’s POV

Southside High was certainly rough around the edges. Riverdale was a beauty in comparison.

The metal detectors were new to me, I’d never been searched to go to class before. It was a sign of the times, I guess. Just another new thing to get used to. I headed to my locker, headphones on and eyes to the ground. I was still the new kid after all. I took out my math textbook and a copy of ‘Of Mice And Men’ for English, luckily I’d read it at Riverdale so I wouldn’t be unprepared. I checked my phone, killing time before first period. Betty had already text me twice, despite us being on the phone only twenty minutes before.

Betty: Riverdale feels weird without you Jug. I miss you :( xx

Betty: I can’t wait to see you again. Friday can’t come quick enough xx

Me: I miss you too Bets. Being the new kid is strange. Friday is going to get me through though. Can’t wait to see you x x

At Riverdale, I may have been the outcast but I had Betty Cooper by side. Betty was the strongest person I had ever known, I knew if anyone could handle this distance it was her. I had moved here to keep her safe, I just hoped she wouldn’t get herself into trouble. Considering the current state of affairs that was the town of Riverdale however, trouble could be anywhere we turned.

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Hack’d Into Me Heart (Eggsy x Reader)

Character: Eggsy Unwin

Fandom: Kingsman

Categories: Reader Insert, Female!Reader, Hacker!Reader

Title: Hack’d Into Me Heart


Requested by anon:

Could you write an Eggsy where the reader works as a hacker for he kingsmen and they really like each other but they both think the other person hates them but somehow they end up together? You’re writing is amazing!


A/N: I’m terrible with accents, which I’m sure you can tell by the way I write Newt’s. And since I’m bad with Eggsy’s too, and she’s the queen of Kingsman writing (at least for me :3), the lovely @frostniskare helped me with this imagine. Go check out her awesome blog, I personally adore her writing! <3


Her fingers nimbly moved around the keyboard as she knitted her eyebrows together in concentration. Behind her, Merlin observed and examined her work.

“Done” Y/N said as she pushed the last key with a proud grin.

The man smiled a little and placed a supporting hand on her shoulder.

“Well done, Y/N”

She stood up and nodded her head in appreciation.

“Thank you”

At that very moment, Eggsy came into the building and glanced at them.

“Hello, Eggsy” Merlin greeted him simply, taking his seat again since the girl left it free.

“Hi” The boy then glanced at Y/N after replying to the man. Her eyes were on him as well. “Hiya, luv”

“Hello, Eggsy” She replied briefly, walking away and closing the door behind her as she left the room.

With a sigh, the boy plopped down on a chair once she was gone.

“She fuckin’ hates me, don’t she?” He mumbled, leaning his head on the top of the seat and closing his eyes tiredly.

“Why do you think that?” The bald man answered him, still not taking his eyes away from the computer he was working on.

Eggsy shrugged, even if the man wasn’t looking at him still.

“I dunno, she barely looks at me” The boy kept thinking about it, being unable to let it go.

“That doesn’t mean she hates you…” Merlin turned around in his seat to glance at the young man. “She’s a shy girl, that’s all”

Eggsy frowned in apprehension as he thought about it.

“I jus’ feel like she has a problem with me”

Merlin grinned in spite of himself, feeling fond towards the both of them. He had always liked them better than the rest of the boys and girls he had to work with.

And on top of all, he had always thought they would make a lovely couple.

“If I tell you something, do you promise not to tell?”

Eggsy frowned and nodded gravely, wondering what could be so interesting for him to be so secretive about it.

“When we first talked, Y/N kept staring at you admiringly” The man lightly curved up his lips at the memory. He just thought the girl was endearing.

“She did?”

“Yeah, and she told me she looked up to you, because you were so kind and brave” All that said, Merlin turned around dully to face the screen again.

Eggsy grinned proudly once the conversation was over and let his mind drift into daydreams. Mostly including Y/N.

*

On the other room, Y/N stared at the ceiling, sitting down in an armchair.

Every interaction with Eggsy felt cold, awkward and dry.

She felt like he hated her. Even though she tried to be nice to him, she was extremely shy. Whenever he tried to talk to her the girl would just stay silent in embarrassment.

No matter how much she told herself to tell him something in return, to smile at him even. She just couldn’t bring herself to do it, wouldn’t find the courage to do so.

Besides, even if she managed to reply and have an actual conversation, Y/N felt like there was still a long path ahead. It took her so long to get along with people because it was so hard for her to open up.

And she admired Eggsy. She… liked him a lot, ever since they passed the initiation test.

Eggsy was loyal, sweet, caring and selfless. Also a great Kingsman: brave, strong and efficient. Not to mention handsome.

She would love to be his friend, she felt the need to have him around. But she needed to get over her shyness first.

“What’s on your mind, Y/N?” Harry’s posh British accent startled her and dragged her away from her thoughts.

“What?”

“If I may say so, you look preoccupied” The man left his umbrella leaning against the table and calmly sat down in the armchair in front of her.

The girl sighed and bit her lip as she tried to find the right words to express her feelings.

She knew that Harry had been the one to propose Eggsy. That the boy and he were very close. So although it felt embarrassing to talk about it with him, she thought he would know about the boy’s feelings.

And besides, Harry was a wise man and a gentleman. He would definitely give her good advice, and do it politely.

“Could I ask for your advice about something?” Since she knew how important manners were for the man, she made an effort to be extremely polite with him.

Harry smiled a little, noticing her efforts.

“Of course” He nodded a little. “What is it?”

“I want to get someone to like me but I don’t know how” Y/N pouted a bit, thinking that maybe the situation had no solution. “But I think he… they… won’t like me no matter how hard I try”

The man chuckled a little in amusement.

“I don’t want to meddle in business that are not my own, but…” He began to say, shifting in his seat. “I believe that Eggsy likes you very much already, Y/N”

Her eyes went wide with the mention of his name.

“Beg your pardon?” She mumbled, startled.

“That boy obviously has a crush on you, or however you youngsters say nowadays” Harry calmly said, owning up to his gentlemanly nature.

Y/N felt unable to say a word. She blushed deeply and felt flustered about that fact.

“Do you really think so, Harry?” The girl couldn’t help a tiny smile, happy that the boy felt that way.

“I do” The man gave her a sweet smile.

She quickly stood up, feeling the need to go talk to him immediatly and confirm it.

“You should talk to him” The man nodded simply, always maintaining his calm aura and his manners even when he didn’t speak.

Excited, Y/N rushed out of the room to find Eggsy.

*

When she walked back into the computer room, Y/N noticed that the boy wasn’t there anymore. Only Merlin still sat there, distractedly fiddling with the computer and typing randomly on the keyboard.

“Merlin?” When the man turned his head to her voice, she kept talking. “Where’s Eggsy?”

“He was upset about something, so he walked out to have some fresh air”

“What was he upset about?”

She noticed an unusual amused expression on the man’s face and soon after, his eyebrows raised up as the corner of his lips did too.

“Take a wild guess, Y/N” He replied, his voice holding a suggestive hint.

It definitely had something to do with her.

Only heaving a silent sigh and surely not commenting on Merlin’s reply, she walked out of the building.

The man rolled his eyes as she did. He often spoke with Harry about it, since the men had been suffering those two’s situation for a while.

They both realized how Eggsy and Y/N liked each other even if they didn’t notice themselves.

So Merlin just grinned a tiny bit as he thought that maybe they would finally get together, because he secretly enjoyed the idea of them dating.

*

Y/N rubbed her arms just as the cold air hit her once she was outside. Absently  doing so seeking warmth, she looked around for Eggsy.

She spotted him leaning in a street lamp, biting his fingernails with a frown and a distraught expression in his face.

“Eggsy” His name came out almost as a sigh, her lips forming a sweet smile.

He turned his head towards her quickly, startled by the sudden sound of her tender voice.

“Hi” The boy mumbled lowly, staring at her with curious eyes.

For a long moment, they just stood there in an awkward silence. Then she piped up.

“May I ask you a question?” She said, intertwining her fingers behind her back as she took just one step towards him.

The boy grinned, loving the fact that she always was so polite just like Harry tried to show him.

Eggsy’s first instinct was to show her a smirk and be a tad smug about it, replying with something like ‘just did, luv’. But as he watched her shy expression and the small smile on her lips, he grinned fondly and nodded.

“Sure, go ‘head”

“Harry happened to mention something about you, and I…” She bit her lip nervously, not really wanting to embarrass herself in front of him.

“Yeah?”

“He said that you…”

“Spit it out, luv”

“That you… might like me? I just wanted to know if it was true” Of course, Harry didn’t have any reason to lie about it. And she knew the man wouldn’t speak if he wasn’t sure.

Eggsy’s heart skipped a beat and his cheeks started burning.

He decided that it was best to act confident about it and just admit it.

“Its true” He pursed his lips together, cringing as he braced for her reaction.

Honestly, he had no idea how she would react to it.

If what Merlin said was true and she didn’t really hate him and in fact Y/N admired him, maybe she wouldn’t freak out about it.

Certainly, however, the boy was not prepared for her actual response.

“Oh my god, really?!” Y/N squeaked, showing him a big delighted grin that made him smile in relief. “Me too!”

“What?” His jaw dropped.

“I… like you too” She shrugged in a cute way, but he was so dazed by it all for a second that he couldn’t speak.

“Why didn’t ya tell me?”

Her eyes suddenly averted his gaze and settled on the ground beneath them instead, too shy to hold his glare. Besides, the look of his beautiful eyes fazed her.

“I thought there was no way you could like… me” She pronounced the last word as if she was insignificant and not of interest, which annoyed Eggsy.

He saw such a wonderful person in her, and it angered him that she didn’t appreciate herself like he did. That she didn’t see herself with his own eyes so she could realize.

“Are you takin’ the fuckin’ piss?” Eggsy couldn’t really find other way to express his shock.

Y/N chuckled, slightly amused by his surprise.

“I was just so insecure…” Coyly, she scratched her neck as she quietly looked away from him.

“Luv…” He started, showing her a sweet but extroverted and smug grin. “You’re so fuckin’ awesome!”

Y/N felt herself blushing again, and she was self-conscious having him right there, watching how her cheeks turned pink.

“You? You think I’m awesome?” She chuckled in disbelief, and the boy’s grin only widened.

He remembered what Merlin told him, and by the tone in her voice he could tell the man hadn’t been lying.

“Yeah I do! You’re cute, sweet, humble and fuckin’ sick!” He exclaimed to show her how much he appreciated her. “And you’re the best hacker ever”

“Do you really think so?”

“Yeah! You hack’d into me heart, Y/N!” Eggsy felt brave enough to place his hand on her face, caressing her cheek with his thumb.

Bashfully, she took a step back to stay out of his reach.

She wanted to kiss him, she really did, very badly. But she couldn’t bring herself to do so. 

Her heart was also beating so fast inside her chest that it felt like it would explode, and she felt the butterflies in her stomach making her weak and her legs shaky.

Eggsy chuckled, understanding that she was indeed too shy. Y/N didn’t hate him. On the contrary, she liked him a bit too much!

“You’ll be cold” He said, noticing her mild shivering and the fact that she wasn’t wearing a coat in the cold streets. “Let’s go back inside”

“Thanks, Eggsy”

She took a step towards the door, determined to go back in. He, however, held her by the arm and spun her around to face him.

Keeping her close to him with a hand on her back, Eggsy leaned forward to peck her lips softly yet passionately.

He winked at her, a smug yet attractive grin plastered on his lips.

“You’re welcome, Y/N”

Eggsy laughed when she visibly blushed even harder and accompanied her back into the building, watching how she smiled to herself contently.

anonymous asked:

Alright so my boi Eddie’s mom think somethings wrong with his stomach or something (I don’t anything about illnesses screw me) but so like she doesn’t give him much food cuz “it’ll upset his stomach” and Eddie’s feeling light headed or something but doesn’t mention it and goes hangs out with the losers and they’re having a good time and Eddie’s like “bye” and faints and Richie fREAKS THE EFF OUT?!?

(Hi anon! I made this into like a HC type of thing! I hope you like it!)

Send me prompts here


- during Eddie’s yearly check up that his mother insists he go on, she sneaks a look at a file and misreads someone else’s for Eddie’s.   

- the file states that the patient has an ulcer in their stomach and should be kept on a strict diet.   

- so she cuts down most of Eddie’s diet, only giving him the necessities.   

- and Eddie is starving but he doesn’t say anything because he trusts that his mother knows whats best for him.

- it goes on for a few weeks and Eddie can feel himself losing weight, he has to use a belt that tightens to the last hole and his shirts are hanging over his shoulders.

- he doesn’t say anything to his friends but when he see’s Bill with a corndog, or Stan with some chocolate his head spins a few times.   

- one day they are at the quarry and Richie is stuffing his face with some pizza that he’s brought and Eddie just inhales before blacking out.   

- Richie just happens to turn around at the right moment and he drops his pizza to the ground and catches Eddie in his arms.

- he turns to the losers and all but screams for help and they all rush out of the water.

- Richie keeps talking to Eddie, trying to coax him back to consciousness, and when Eddie finally does wake up, Richie lets out a sob and just pulls him closer.  

- once Beverly has made Eddie drink a whole bottle of water and eat some of her sandwich, he settled against Richie’s chest (because that boy was not letting him go) and told them what had been going on.

- everyone is shocked and once they were sure Eddie had gained enough strength, Richie picked him up and carried him to his old beaten up truck.   

- they agreed collectively to take him to the hospital, where the doctor looked through his file and informed him that he didn’t have a stomach ulcer.

- even though before, Eddie was perfectly healthy, now he was underweight and under malnourished. He get’s given vitamins and sent home.   

- Richie doesn’t take him home, instead he takes him to his house, carrying him up the stairs and heating up some soup.   

- Eddie asks him why he cares to much and Richie’s eyes water again and he admits that seeing Eddie collapse was the scariest thing that he’s ever witnessed.

- Eddie just blinks and leans over, giving Richie a very soft kiss to his lips, pulling away with a blush. Richie’s face is also just as red, but they share this knowing look and Richie lays himself down on his back and pulls Eddie into his arms.   

- Eddie knew he had to face his mother tomorrow but right now, in Richie’s arms, he was safe.


(I hope you enjoyed this little thing! It was a little angsty! If you wanna be on the taglist just ask!)

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Montgomery x Reader Imagine (Part 7/?)

IMPORTANT NOTE: Can I just say that I always get sooo excited when someone comments on my imagines and I always want to reply and give you all hugs and say thank you but I don’t do it because I when I comment name of my other blog shows up so that would be weird and confusing lol
But yeah I see EVERYTHING and want to thank you a million times ❤
PART 1    PART 2     PART 3     PART 4
    PART 5     PART 6


action moves like a month of so forward, somewhere around halloween

“You’re going to the Friday’s party, right?”, Jessica asked when we were warming up before dance on basketball game.

“Umm, not sure yet”, I smiled faintly.

“Excuse me? Y/N Y/L/N can’t not come for halloween party!”, Monty and Bryce were walking by us and clearly overheard.

“I’ll try my best to make it to the party, but I’m doing trick or treat with my cousin and definitely can’t cancel that”.

“You can bring you cousin to the party, the more girls the better”, Bryce sent me his probablly most disgusting smile.

“She’s six, you vein fuck”.

“Well, you can come after you will be done. Come on”, Sheri begged.

“I’ll try my best”, I repeated.

Two days later I was walking around the city with my cousin, she dressed as Joker, me as Harley Quinn and I wasn’t too amused about that, because half of the girls were dressed like Harley, but Trixie* is way too stubborn to fight with her about that. And it was actually cute how surprised she was everytime we passed someone dressed as Harley.

“Have you seen it?”, she whispered. “She was dreesed just like you!”

“I know!”, I made shocked face everytime. “But she doesn’t have this cool baseball bat“.

My dad said I can’t go around dressed like that without anything for selfdefence, so I borrowed Jeff’s bat.
I was walking around, joking with this little six-years-old nugget and didn’t even realised we went to Monty’s house until he opened the door.

“Hi, Monty”, I smiled when he opened the door.

“Trick of treat!”, Trixie shouted.

“Well, treat! You don’t mess with Joker, am I right? And who is your pretty friend?”, he smiled at me.

“It’s Harley. But just for today, normally she’s Y/N and she doesn’t dress like a hooker”, she said seriously.

“Trixie!”, I softly jerked her hand. “Where did you hear that word?”

“In tv”, she shrugged like it was nothing.

“You know, you probably shouldn’t use that word”, Monty crouched in front of Trixie and threw some candies into the basket. “Your mum might get really upset if she heard you say it”.

“Okay, I won’t.”

I was actually surprised how good Monty was with little child, because no one would expect that from typical jock and number one bully in school.

“You’re not at the party?”, I asked.

“I’m leaving soon”, he said as he was standing up. “Are you gonna show up?”

“Yeah, I think I’ll come after I’m finished. Oh come on”, I looked into Trixie’s basket. “You can do better than that, de la Cruz”.

He grinned at me and threw more candies into basket.

“Thanks! Cool!”, Trixie said excited.

“You’ll get some at the party”, he said quietly.

“Will it be trick or treat?”, I asked and bit my lower lip.

“You’ll see”.

Trixie jerked my hand. “Is that your boyfriend?”, she whispered but loud enough for Monty to hear.

“No sweetie, he’s not my boyfriend, just my friend, Monty”, I felt I started blushing.

“Okay”, she nodded her head.

“We’re gotta go, a lot of candies to get”, I smiled. “See you later. Trixie, say bye”

“Bye, Monty!”, she waved at him.

“Bye, girls”, he smiled. “Y/N, you look good when you’re blushing”, he said when we walked a little bit. I didn’t say anything, just shook me head and smile.

Three hours later I finally got to the party, went straight to the kitchen and made myself a drink.

“Where did you lost your Joker?”, Montgomery showed up next to me.

“This party wouldn’t handle Joker”, I laughed.

“You know, as much as I would like to take you upstairs or somewhere right, you should probably look for Jess. I think she and Justin had a fight”.

“Shit”, I rolled my eyes. “Thanks”, I smiled at him and took my drink.

I started looking for Jessica, but instead I spotted Justin talking to Zach, pointing at one place, and that was were I found Jess and Sheri.

“Okay, straight to the point, what happened?”, I asked.

“He’s just… ugh… I’m so tired of him!”, she shouted and drank her drink at once.

I sighed, grabbed her armed and made her follow my steps and we went to the Justin.

“What happened to you two?”, I asked Justin.

“She’s fucking psycho!”

“Can’t you just do one thing I ask you for?!”, Jessica screamed.

“Okay, I’m out”, Zach raised his hands and walked away.

“What did he do or didn’t do?”.

“I’m Nancy, he was supposed to be Sid”.

“I am Sid!”, he defended himself.

“Are you serious? Do you even have internet to check things?”

“Both of you shut up!”, I covered their mouths with my hands. “Okay, Justin you could have done a little bit better. But Jess, when you two stand next to each other no one has a doubt who you are. Sind and Nancy. Nancy and Sid”, I smiled.

“Really?”, she asked.

“Yeah”, I nodded my head. “Now, kiss”, I looked at Justin, who still looked pissed. “Oh come on, you can’t be mad at her for too long, we all know that”

He finally grinned and gave Jess a hug.

“Yay, Y/N, the peacemaker!”, Jeff came up to us and high fived me.

“Okay, Y/N, don’t freak out”, Sheri said with a tone that actually made me wanna freak out. “Don’t look but on your two o’clock is…”

Of course I looked before she even finished the sentence. “Oh, fuck”, I quickly turned my face.

“What? Who is that?”, Jess asked.

“My fucking scumbag exboyfriend, Sean”, my jaw instantly clenched. “Why is he even here? He already graduated, he wasn’t even in Liberty High”

“I think he came with Bryce’s cousin”, Sheri said.

“Fuck”, I tok a huge sip of my drink.

“Monty!”, Jess waved at de la Cruz. “Put your arm around Y/N”.

“What?”, me and Monty asked at the same time.

“He wraps his arm around you, it looks like you’re together and this Sean or whatever his name is won’t come anywhere near you”.

Her plan was pretty good, I had to admit.

“Put you fucking arm around me, Montgomery”, I said through my clenched teeth and so he did.

“He’s here?”, he asked shocked. “We all warned you, when you started dating him. First of all, you were freshman, he was senior, second of all he wasn’t even in Liberty…”

“And he was in our opponent’s basketball team”, Justin added.

“Oh, stop with the fucking basketball team, like it’s the most important part of the story”, I rolled my eyes.

“Okay, but what’s the story?”, Jessica asked, she didn’t know anything, because she wasn’t at Liberty High when everything happened.

“He banged her and she never heard of him again”, Justin said.

“We were official”, I said with sharp tone. “But yeah, he broke up with me right after we… you know”, I finished my drink with one sip.

“Okay, I’ll bring you another, cause I see you need one”, Monty took my empty cup.

“Thanks, lots of vodka, please”.

“I’ll kick his ass”, Jeff said very pissed, and Jeff is not a person who get pissed easily.

“Me too”, Foley added.

“No one’s gonna kick anybody’s ass, go outside, play some beerpong, we’re not making any scene”, I pushed to te backyard and stayed with Sheri.

“Hey, it’s gonna be okay”, she tried to cheer me up. “Monty might be, well, Monty, but he’s always there if someone needs him, and Sean can’t be that dumb, to come up to you when you have Montgomery by your side”.

“You’re probably right”, I sent her faint smile and turned around just to see that Sean was already right in front of me.

“Well hello, Y/N. You’re looking even better than when I last saw you, if that’s even possible”, he looked at me up and down.

“Yeah, that’s cool but I got somewhere to be”, I tried to walked next to him, but he took a step to the left and got in my way.

“Come on, don’t run away, we can sit somewhere and go down the memory lane, you know, good, old times”, he stroked my cheek.

“First of all, don’t touch me”, I flinched. “Second of all, there are no good, old times, leave me alone”.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Justin and Jessica coming to us, Jess tried to calm him down.

“Oh, come on, babe”, Sean rolled his eyes.

“She’s not your babe”, suddenly Monty stood next me and I felt like I started breathing again, even though I didn’t realised I had held my breath.

“Is she yours?”.

“She asked you to leave her alone”, Monty took a step towards Sean, so now he was separating him from me.

“Or what?”

“You really wanna see?”, I spotted Montgomery clenched his fists.

“You wanna do it outside?”

“Okay, okay”, I stepped between the two of them. “No one is gonna do anything outside, we’re not making scene”, I spotted Jessica holding Justin arm and Zach whispering something to Jeff. I also noticed music stopped playing, so now everybody’s eyes were on us.

“Oh, I see”, Sean chuckled. “Your whole protect committee is here. Jeff, Justin, Sheri… Everyone who comfort little, poor Y/N after her terrible boyfriend broke up with her”.

Monty got pissed and tried to took another step forward, but I stopped him.

“Monty, don’t”, I whispered. “Okay, Sean, it’s enough”.

I almost made Monty turn around and leave the room, but Sean just wouldn’t stop.

“Maybe if you weren’t so fucking boring in bed I wouldn’t break up with you after I fucked you two times”.

Justin got out of Jessica’s grip and this time I literally had to pushed Montgomery to stop him, only Zach could keep Jeff in place.

“Justin, don’t!”, I shouted and he stopped walking.

I turned to face Sean.

“The right word is “bored” not “boring””, I said calmly. “I was bored in bed. And maybe I wouldn’t be so fucking bored if there was anything to be excited about”, I took a glance at his crotch, making hints about size of his member worked on every guy if you wanted to shut him up. I turned back to Monty.

“Dumb slut”, I heard behind me.

Monty clenched again, his eyes were dark with rage.

“Montgomery, don’t”, I said softly and put my hands on his chest.. “Just drop it.”

“You let him talk to you like that?”, he whispered.

I smiled at him. What he didn’t noticed was that I was boiling inside. And that my hand was clenched in fist. I turned around and punched Sean right in the nose. Everybody’s jaws dropped. He put his hand on his face and when he took it away, still in shock, I punched him again.

“I don’t want to see you ever again!”, I shouted. “You hear me? Ever again!”, once I let my anger get out of me I just couldn’t stop and kicked him in the anckle. “Fucking scumbag!”

“Okay, that’s enough”, Monty grabbed me in my waist, pulled me up and carried me outside. 

“Put me down, I’ll fucking kill him. Montomery, put me down!”, I tried to punch him in his ribs with my elbow.

“Yeah, I’ll handle it”, he said quietly to someone, probably Jeff, cause we just went past him.

We left the house, Monty closed door with a kick and continued carrying me.

“Fuck you, Montgomery”, I shouted.

When we were far from people, he finally put me down, turned me, so I was standing face to face with him and he put his hands on my shoulders.

“Calm down”.

“Don’t tell me to calm down! Why you can get angry and beat the shit out of people, and I can’t?”, I looked at him

“Because you‘re better than that!”, he shouted and that stopped me for a moment. “You’re better than that”, he said calmly. “You’re better than me”.

He saw I was calmer, so he took his hands off my shoulders.

“You okay?”, he asked concerned.

“Yeah… I’m sorry… I acted like a fucking psycho”.

“Hey, hey, don’t apologize for it, the guy is a dick”.

“Did this punch at least looked good or was it that funny, pathetic show that girls always do when they hit someone with their funny little fists?”, I asked.

“Well, even though your fists are funnily small, the punch was actually impressive”, he nodded his head. “Not pathetic. At least until you kicked his anckle,then you started acting like a girl.”

“Whatever”, I rolled my eyes and realised my hand actually hurt a little bit, Monty spotted grin on my face.

“I’ll get you some ice”, he offered.

“No, just”, I touched his arm. “Let’s just… Don’t go inside for a few minutes”.

“What about your hand?”, he asked concerned. “It hurts and it’ll be worse, trust me”.

“It’s okay…”, I mumbled. I looked up because I heard door opening and saw Jeff, who carried a bag of ice. “Thank you, Atkins”, I smiled.

“We can murder him if you want, you know?”, he said.

“Nobody’s gonna murder anyone”, I rolled my eyes.

Door opened again and Zach, Justin, Sheri, Jessica and Bryce walked out.

“What the hell, dudes?”, Walker asked. “Y/N, you’re at a party fifteen minutes and you start a fight?”

“Oh God, you’re so stupid”, I sighed. “You should really pay more attention to who’s coming to your party, Bryce.”

“He’s my cousin’s friend from college and you’re acting like crazy bitch.”

“Have you even been there?!”, I asked loudly.

“Leave her alone, Bryce”, Monty said.

“Actually you know, Bryce, you and Sean would be great best friends as you both treat girls like trash”, I added.

Walker didn’t answear anything, just looked at me for a moment.

“Keep an eye on your chick, Monty”, he said finally.

“First of all, I’m not his chick, and what was that even supposed to mean?”, I asked.

“Just saying”, he shrugged and went back home.

“Fuck you, Bryce”, I shouted to him. “Did he just threatened me?”

“Come on, he’s just talking crap”, Justin said.

“No, Justin, he literally said to Monty to keep his eye on me”.

“For now, let’s focus on you keeping ice on your hand”, Montgomery took the bag of ice I hold in my left hand and put it on the right one.

“He threatened me, you all heard it”, I pointed at all of my friends.

“Let’s just all stay together for the rest of the night, alright?”, Jess proposed. “This party has gotten really fucking weird.”

And so we did, Monty really felt into this whole “put your fucking arm around me” thing, cause whenever Sean was seen closer than on the opposite end of the party, Monty’s hand automatically went on me. And when his arm wasn’t around me, he was in the kitchen making me a drink, to make sure my cup isn’t empty.

One thing led to another and after few drinks I was very, very buzzed and that makes me very touchy so as soon as right moment came I dragged Monty into first empty room and locked the door.

“Mont, do you know what time is it?”, I asked. “It’s a hook up time”, I answered my own question before he even opened his mouth , brought him closer by his neck and kissed.

At first he was a little shocked, what kind of surprised my drunk mind, it’s not like it’s the first time we were doing it, then he got into kissing for a moment, but when he realized I was slowly moving us towards bed, he moved away.

“What’s wrong?”, I asked.

“Babe, you’re wasted”, he said.

“So? If you don’t remember I also was drunk the first time we had sex”.

“You weren’t that drunk”, he crossed his arms.

“Like you care”, I snorted.

“Maybe you should take a nap”, he offered.

“I don’t want a nap, I want you to fuck me”, I said and put my arms around his neck. “Daddy?”

At this point he almost cracked, I could tell when he bit his lower lip and close his eyes.

“I don’t take advantage of drunk girls”, he said with his eyes still closed.

“Oooh, daddy has some morals?”, my thumb went up and down on the back of his neck.

He sighed, put his hands on my hips, kissed me and started moving us towards bed.

He laid me on bed  and the moment my head touched the pillow I felt how soft and comfy it was and how tired I actually was and that I couldn’t even bother to move my lips.

“Are you tired?”, Monty asked softly.

I nodded my head.

I closed my eyes, he moved me so I was laying on side and not on my back and covered me with a blanket.

“Take a nap”, he whispered and left the room.

It felt like a minute passed when someone kneeled next to bed.

“Hey, you’re okay?”, Monty asked.

“God, you left like a minute ago, let me nap”, I mumbled and covered my head with blanket.

Montgomery giggled. “Y/N, you slept for an hour”.

“What?!”, I quickly sat on bed.  

“It’s okay”, he smiled. “Here, I got you some water”.

“Thanks”, I took a glass from him and drank it all at once. “God, I feel like shit after that nap, why did you let me nap?”, I moaned.

“Because you were wasted”.

“I wasn’t that drunk. A little buzzed, but not wasted”, I rolled my eyes.

“I called you babe and you didn’t reply with your ‘I’m not your babe’”.

“Maybe I was trying to be nice?”

Montgomery didn’t answer, just bit his lips trying not to laugh.

“What? What did I do?”, I asked. “Monty, tell me”, I punched his arm.

“You called me daddy”, he said finally.

“No, I didn’t”, I said disgusted.

He nodded his head.

“Oh my God”, I laid back and again covered my face with blanket in embarrassment. “You know it wasn’t me talking? I was wasted”.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought”, he laughed. “You want more water?”

“No, I’m good. Thank you, Monty”, I smiled.

“You’re welcome”.


*Trixie - named after Trixie from show “Lucifer” on FOX, if you haven’t watch it, I hardly recommend it, very good shit and Trixie is my favourite.

Oh, sorry this one was mostly dialogues, but I kinda struggle with describing and that kinda stuff because english is not my first language (I really have to stop using it as an excuse for everything)

2 A.M

A/N: So this is the second installment of my apparently new A.M series that I didn’t even knew I needed on my blog. You can read Luke’s version here

Pairing: Y/N/College!Michael

Rating: PG-All

Request: No

Words: 6.000+

Summary: Y/N’s and Michael’s hate for each other won’t get any better when they’re paired up for a science project. And when a thunderstorm appears and Y/N isn’t safe to walk home she has to stay at Michael’s dorm against her will

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Leto!Joker Imagine - Batman messes with your mind

Originally posted by fakesonia

Originally posted by ageofsuperheroes

Your P.O.V.

Long story short, Batman didn’t let me and Joker escape that easily every time. We had been messing with good old Batsy tonight but somewhere during that fun we crossed the line. The car chase part was all fun and games but it came to an end when we kinda crashed into a warehouse. Both cars went through the walls like a knife into hot butter. Now we were here and a real fight was on.

Joker got out of the car and so did I. The warehouse smelled bad like rotten wood and fish but it wasn’t in the middle of the city. We could blow up stuff! Well technically we could do that in the middle of the city too. Oh well.

‘’Come out Batsy! I can count to three!’’ I yelled at him while holding my beloved gun. You see we checked his car and it seemed empty. We couldn’t open it but I doubted he was in it. So Batsy had to be behind one of these boxes. ‘’Are you scared of my Y/N?’’ Joker laughed darkly. I smirked and narrowed my eyes. Suddenly I heard footsteps and I turned to my left. Through flames and broken stuff I saw Batsy coming. He looked rather calm but I could tell he was angry.

‘’Gotcha!’’ I chirped and aimed my gun at him. I felt happy and excited now. ‘’We both know you won’t pull the trigger on me Y/N’’ Batman told me seriously. What the heck? I gave him a stern look and I pouted my lips. That’s when Joker walked closer to us. Batman didn’t seem worried although he had two guns pointed to him. ‘’What do you mean Batsy? Don’t be so full of yourself. I don’t love you if that’s what you think’’ I spat and wanted to show him my tongue. It made Joker giggle.

‘’I can’t blame you. You don’t even know what true love is’’ Batman told me rudely. My eyes widened this time. How could he?  ‘’Hell yeah I do Bat. If you look right next to me you can see a very real man who I love and he loves me’’ I defended myself. Joker put his hand on my shoulder and I smiled. I loved him and he loved me.

‘’Really? What exactly do you call love? He just hurts people for fun’’ Batman growled. I saw that his hands were empty which surprised me. Usually by now Batsy would have made an attack.  ‘’Shut up Batman. This cat and mouse was fun tonight but I think you should already go and hang yourself. I mean, if that’s how you sleep since you’re a bat’’ Joker started to get angry. Why was he taking this so seriously? 

Batman’s face looked sterner than usually. Was he actually trying to win this fight with words? With a mixture of the freaking alphabet? Ha! ‘’ Am I upsetting you Joker? Can’t you handle it if she finds out the truth about you?’’ Batman spoke furiously. Their behaviour was so different tonight. I didn’t know whether it was this dark stinky warehouse or their behaviour that made my head ache. What the hell was happening?

‘’She knows the real me. What are you trying to do anyway? Why haven’t you hit me already?’’ Joker snickered and moved away from me. I watched how he got closer to Batman. Oh boy. ‘’I’m trying to make her realize what kind of a fool you are. Y/N was a perfectly fine and sane woman before you fucked her up. She, unlike you, still has a chance to live a good life’’ Batman explained angrily and to be honest it was quite a shocker - even for me.

The next thing that happened was a bit of a surprise.Batgirl appeared out of nowhere and attacked Joker. The two of them fell down onto the ground and started fighting. ‘’Hey!’’ I screamed and hurried to Joker. He would be just fine but I think that the start of the fight was unfair. J punched the red head just as I was going to drag her off of him. Of course I couldn’t do that. Batman grabbed me by my waist and dragged me away from the scene. I dug my nails into his arms but it was useless because of his damn suit.

‘’Let me go!’’ I hissed and then I hit his face with my elbow. He grunted but it didn’t make him let go. Once we were behind a box, he pressed me against it. I didn’t know when but he had sneakily managed to handcuff me. ‘’You big bag of shit let me go’’ I spat into his face. It was so close. ‘’No Y/N you’re going to listen to me’’ He demanded darkly. Something about his behaviour made me a little scared. Batman wasn’t like this. Had he hit his head or something?

‘’Well if you expect me to trust you then you should trust me and I feel untrusted with these damn cuffs’’ I sighed tiredly. This night was a bummer! Why couldn’t we just drive around Gotham and maybe have an epic fight scene on the road and escape like smoke into air? ‘’That’s not the point’’ Batman argued with me. I rolled my eyes and decided to listen. If he got too freaky I’d attack him. 

One thing was for sure, I wasn’t going to Arkham.

‘’If you don’t listen to me now Y/N, there will come a day when you’re screaming for help because he’s going to hurt you real bad’’ Batman warned me without even stuttering. It made him sound very sure of himself. Before I could answer, I heard a scream of pain. ‘’That will be you one day’’ He spat and then ran off. He had to save Batgirl. I followed Batman and stopped at a safe distance. Joker and Batgirl sure had a good fight. I saw blood on the ground and on my J.

Joker walked to me calmly with a smile on his face. He had blood splatters on his skin and I had a strong feeling that they weren’t his. Batgirl had left marks on him ,sure, but she had a knife in her thigh. Batman picked her up and hurried to the Bat mobile. Joker wanted to chase them a little more, but I grabbed his coat.

‘’Not today Puddin, please. I’m worn out’’ I pouted and gave him my big glossy eyes. He sighed and stopped. ‘’Fine dear but next time I want to fight him too’’ He made a deal with me. I just nodded with a fake smile. Don’t get me wrong, I loved Joker. But Batman messed with my mind.

What if he was telling me the truth? Could the man I loved and the man who loved me hurt me like that? Okay J could hurt me a little bit but it wasn’t anything serious. Also most of the time it was in bed. He was bad to me rarely but if he was, it was my fault.

‘’Let’s go. It seems like Batsy gave you something stupid to think about’’ J though out loud with mystery in his voice. ‘’Oh don’t worry J, it was just rubbish’’ I reassured him. Just rubbish..

(Okay although this was Leto!Joker, I got inspiration from the Batman animated series. I just watched so many episodes because of the nostalgia.)