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Heading back to school soon? We can already smell those new textbooks…

Summer holidays are over, no more sleeping in till lunchtime 😞.

But, to make your first day less stressful, try and get things ready the night before so there’s less running around in the morning.

Pack your bag with things like your shiny new stationery, sports kit, and whatever else you might need.

Get up early and have a good breakfast, make sure you’ve got food or money for lunch, and a bottle of water.  

Don’t forget to leave plenty of time to travel to school (remember your bus pass) so you can have that long-overdue catch-up with your mates when you arrive!

Well I mean what I say and I say what I mean.
Here’s some NSFW headcanons.
Enjoy.
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Logan NSFW headcannons:

-Oh boy you better prepare yourself, you’re in for a ride.

-This man could go for hours. By the time he’s done, he’s ready for round 2.

-Dirty talking master.

-“you feel so tight darlin”
Or
-“You’re so ready for me, I can’t wait”

-Not okay with daddy kink AT ALL. He already feels old as it is, his lover calling him daddy would probably set in over the edge. Also it’s just a total mood killer for him.

-Speaking of Logan being old, he’s like what? Almost 100 now?? Pretty sure he’s had QUITE a few girls, so this man definitely knows how to work it.

-Loves to have you scratch his back. Yeah he’s going to heal immediately after you’ve torn him up, but he still likes the tinge of pain left behind.

-Yeah he’s dominant. Always likes taking over, but likes the view when you ride him.

-Probably up for a bit of bondage. Simple concepts though, like will probably buy a pair of cuffs.

-Will NOT allow you to use them on him, he bought them for you, and for you only.

-Likes the thought of spanking you, but probably nervous to use it on you. He might hurt you due to his strength.

-He likes going rough. But if it’s before a mission, it’s probably going to be love making, not just fucking.

-He has a super high sex drive. 10/10 down to fuck anywhere.

-Professor X stopped reading his mind after he accidentally saw Logan doing the diddle with you.

-But if it’s young Professor, he probably low key reads Logan’s dirty thoughts when he’s horny.

- Let’s be honest, he probably reads everyone’s dirty thoughts when he’s horny.

-Favorite place is in bed, he’s an old school type of person, plus it gives him more room to do what he wants to do.

-If you’re not close to bed, let alone home, get ready for an uncomfortable situation because he’s 10/10 gonna fuck you right then and there.

-Loves leaving hickeys where people can and can’t see them. Like your inner thigh and neck.

-You’ve tried to leave a few but it’s no use because they’re usually gone by morning.

-After its all said and done, he’s one for aftercare.

-Like simple pillow talks, will cuddle with you.

-If y'all take a shower after its all over and done with, be prepared for possible shower sex.

Talk to me Baby

Summary: The reader has feelings for Jughead, but is too afraid to act on them. Archie and Betty push the reader to do something about it, especially when the drive in has it’s “closing for good” premiere. The reader soon learns that in Riverdale, anything is possible. 

Word count: 5473

Author’s note: Okay Jughead might just be my favorite character to write and my mind is flooding with more ideas! Get ready for smut, but when you’re reading my stuff thats kinda a no brainer;) As always, tell me what you think!

You were sitting at a lunch table with Betty and Archie trying to make it through another pointless day of school. School seemed like the least important thing when a fellow classmate had just been murdered and nearly everyone in this town was hiding something.

Suddenly Jughead stormed over to you guys with a paper in hand. He slammed it down onto the table getting everyone’s attention, “ They’re shutting down the drive in! Just when I thought Riverdale still had some redeeming qualities they’re shutting down the one thing with actual character in this damn town!”.

Betty put her hands up in a calming manner, “ Woah Juggy….explain”. You slid the paper closer to you and Archie as you read the article. Jughead continued, “ Read it and weap; Twilight Drive-In Will No Longer Twinkle”.

Archie giggled, “ It is creative Jug, you gotta at least give em that”.  Jughead was still fuming and you hated yourself for thinking it but damn he looked good angry. He hovered over the table, “ They don’t understand how important the drive in is!! It’s a beacon of hope is this otherwise poorly lit town!”.

Reading the article aloud you said, “ Twilight Drive-In bought by anonymous buyer, and soon to be torn down immediately after one last showing”. This added to the list of mysterious things that were currently happening in Riverdale.

Betty smiled, “ Well hey at least we can hang out there one more time! We should all go together, I’ll ask Kevin and Veronica to come!”. Jughead sat down taking his beanie off and running his hands through his hair, obviously stressed.

Groaning he said, “ I know Betty but I just hate that there even has to be a last time, it seems like everything good in this town is going to die along with Jason”. For a moment no one knew how to reply to that, it seemed like things were falling apart.

You took a breath in, “ Look Jughead it fucking sucks that the drive in is going to be taken away from us but two things; One- that doesn’t mean we won’t have a place to hangout we can use Archie’s garage and watch movies!”.

Jughead picked up his head to actually listen to you so you continued, “ Two, if you’re especially angsty the entire time you’re not even going to enjoy saying bye”. Betty nodded her head agreeing with what you’d said.

He placed his beanie on his head again, “ Fine (y/n) you’re right but isn’t our most important inalienable right as Americans the right to complain?”. You rolled your eyes and watched the smirk appear across his face.

Archie added, “ She’s right Juggy we can use a projector and white sheet and boom my garage is a mini drive in!”. Betty explained that she could provide both of those things, and reassured him that by no means was it a true end.

He shook his head, “ Alright guys consider me cheered up, BUT we all have to go to the drive in together to send it off the right way”. Of course you all agreed and it was a plan. He added, “ And (y/n) you better be there suffering with me”. Betty got up, “ Alright Jughead why don’t we write our own take on this all?”.

Jughead got up, “ Welcome to your tape anonymous buyer”. They both got up and went to go write for the Blue and Gold, leaving you and Archie alone. You moved so you were now sitting across from him.

He grinned, “ So I guess that’s a date huh?”. You felt a blush creep over your face but still wanted to remain casual, “ What’s a date?”. You knew he was talking about what Jughead had said but you didn’t want to make more out of it.

You really liked Jughead but you were scared he wouldn’t feel the same way. That was an understatement, you were madly in love with him. You’d never met anyone like him before, and you knew noone else could ever compare. Archie rolled his eyes, “ Come on (y/n) why do you always deny things”.

Sighing you explained, “ It was just a comment Archie not an invitation-”. You realized how bad your wording had been when he wriggled his eyebrows in a suggestive manner. Archie smirked, “ What exactly do you want an invitation for (y/n)?”.

Trying to ignore how red you were you said, “ Shut up Archie we can’t all be confident football captains who are simultaneously rockstars”. Archie always insisted that you were just in your own head but it was hard for you to be confident.

He sighed, “ You’re my bestfriend (y/n) and I’m telling you that you have no reason to be insecure! I know Jughead pretty well by now and he likes you”. No matter what he’d say you’d never be able to believe him.

The bell rang but he held up a finger, “ Tonight you’re finally acting on your feelings because I’m not going to be so silent of a wingman anymore!”. Shaking your head you agreed, hoping it would end this topic of conversation.

As you walked to class together Archie winked, “ Who knows maybe you’ll see him in nothing but that stupid beanie of his”. Laughing you hit him in the arm, he always knew how to cheer you up.

You parted ways as Archie went to geometry and you went to your independent study; aka a free period where you pretended to write for the Blue and Gold with Betty. When you walked in Betty was so preoccupied she didn’t even notice you.

Sitting down next to her you asked, “ What’s wrong Betty?”. She was typing away, but seemed completely stressed out.

Looking up from the screen she replied, “Where do I begin? My parents are fighting, Polly won’t come home, I have to write for my parents news paper, edit my article, AND interview Jughead about the Drive- In!”.

Betty got a look on her face and you knew you were in for it, “ Unless you interview Jughead for me tonight!!”. You shook your head but she’d already taken both your hands in hers, she was way too excited.

She nearly screamed, “ This is perfect! Now you have an excuse to be alone with Jughead and you’ll actually be doing something for this class!”. She’d set her mind to something and there was no changing that.

Reluctantly you agreed, “ Fine, but don’t get your hopes up Betty”. She nodded her head and beamed with excitement. Between her and Archie you never heard the end of it, they SWORE Jughead liked you.

Betty clapped her hands, “ Okay the show is at six tonight, come to my house around five to get ready and we’ll go together!”. You nodded your head and felt the butterflies in your stomach thinking about what tonight could bring.

For the rest of the period you helped Betty edit her article, and gave her advice about the other five-hundred topics that were stressing her out. Betty had been a close friend of yours for a long time and any chance you could repay her for how much she’s helped you you’d take.

Before you knew it the bell rang which meant school was over and you were closer to your “date” with Jughead. Walking out of the room Betty smiled, “ Tonight’s the night (y/n)”. How happy she was for you made you smile.

Archie caught back up with you, “ Tonight’s the night?”. You automatically rolled your eyes at the smirk on his face. Walking out of school you replied, “ Betty’s making me interview Jughead tonight so we’ll be alone”.

Pushing open the door for you he whistled, “ Tonight is the night then”. You stopped in your tracks, you’d had enough of the teasing today. Archie put his hands up defensively, “ I’m just happy for you (y/n), I want something to happen because I know you want it”.

You couldn’t be angry for that, “ All right Arch, just tone it down with the teasing?”. He nodded his head and continued to walk you home. Archie was neighbors with Betty, and they both lived down the street from you.

Betty would’ve walked with you but she went right to her parents paper. You were on your street when Archie asked, “ You trust me right (y/n)”. It seemed like such a pointless question so just told him yes.

He continued, “ Then why do you think I’m always setting you up for failure when I tell you to go for Jughead?”. You weren’t expecting it to be that deep of a question and you didn’t know what to say for a moment.

You answered honestly, “ It’s because I can’t see someone feeling that way about me Archie…”. He turned around to face you, making you stop in your tracks. Archie raised an eyebrow, “ You’re kidding right?”.

You avoided his gaze and he knew you were serious. He placed a hand on your shoulder, “ I love you so much (y/n) and I just wish you could see what I see….what EVERYONE sees! You deserve to be happy because you make so many people happy! You’re one of the reasons this town doesn’t completely suck!”.

You couldn’t help but smile, you knew he was being sincere. He smiled too, “ See there it is, that contagious happiness! And no one needs that more that Jughead, he’s happier when you’re around (y/n)”.

Archie never really got this emotional often, which is why it was so different this time. You actually started to believe him, “ Alright Arch I believe you I just have to keep repeating what you’re saying when I’m insecure”.

He placed a hand over his chest, “ Thank god, I was starting to feel like Betty and that is a lot to handle”. You both started to laugh as you continued to walk home. Smiling to yourself you realized how lucky you were to have the friends you did.

They were such great people and if they saw something in you than damn straight you should also see it. You reached Archie’s house, “ Alright (y/n) remember, tonight is mission finally getting the happiness you deserve”.

You saluted him, “ Alright Sergeant Andrews, mission accepted”. He shook his head laughing, “ Fuck you really are perfect for Jughead”. With that he closed his door, leaving you to finish walking home.

It was another minute walk at the most until you got to your house. You walked through your front door and went right to your room, plopping down onto your bed. Looking at your phone you realized it was already four which meant you had an hour to kill.

You also saw that you’d gotten a text from Jughead that read, “ You better not flake tonight, it takes two to drown in misery”. Smiling to yourself Jughead filled your thoughts again, thinking about him made butterflies take flight in your stomach.

Replying you said, “ I thought it took two to tango…mixing your metaphors Juggy how irresponsible”. After sending the text you placed your phone down, and did what ever you could to kill your remaining hour.

Jughead smiled when he read your text, you always knew how to make him laugh. He picked his head up from his phone when Archie threw a pillow at him, obviously wanting his attention. Archie teased, “ You’re texting her aren’t you?”.

Jughead threw the pillow back, “ You’ll need a search warrant to go any further Arch”. Jughead of course was just kidding, he had no problem talking about you to him. Archie laughed, “ I don’t need anything to know when she texts you, it says it all right on your face”.

Jughead laughed, “ I’m that easy to read huh? I guess I’ve been perfecting my “nothing to hide here” face for no reason”.  Archie laughed while moving to the edge of his bed, and Jughead knew he was in for a talk.

Jughead spoke first, “ Don’t worry Archie I know how the birds and bees work”. Archie rolled his eyes, sometimes Jughead just complicated things. He got serious, “ Look Juggy tonight really is special”.

Jughead smiled, “ Why exactly is tonight special Archie?”. He was playing dumb, he knew it had something to do with you but he wanted to see what Archie would say. Archie continued, “ If you want to make a move do it tonight Jug”.

Jughead laughed, “ Seriously Archie?”. He’d gotten super serious over something as simple as (y/n)? Archie held up a finger, “ Jughead you’re taking two long! I know how much you care about her but it’s about time you show her!”.

Jughead raised an eyebrow, “ What should I say, Hey (y/n) could you pass me the popcorn oh and by the way I love you?”. Archie’s jaw dropped, did Jughead just say he was in love with you? Jughead put his hands up, “ No nope don’t go making a big deal out of-”.

It was too late Archie was already standing up, “ Fuck Juggy I knew you liked her but I didn’t know you loved her!”. Jughead didn’t know how to act or even how to respond. He shook his head, “ I love (y/n) okay? I Jughead Jones am in love and by god if you-”.

Archie was smiling like a madman, “ Jug I’m not going to make fun of you, now I’m going to judge you even more if you don’t make a move”. Now Jughead was stressed out again and Archie could tell.

Jughead was pacing, “ It’s just scary okay? I ALWAYS know what to say but when it comes to that?”. Archie couldn’t help but laugh, it wasn’t often that Jughead Jones couldn’t find the words.

Archie intervened, “ Why not let your body talk for you?”. Jughead tilted his head to the side and gave him a classic, “ what the hell Arch” look. Archie laughed, “ Just a joke Jughead, just a joke”.

Jughead wasn’t amused, “ We can’t all be James Deans and Archie Andrews!”. Archie rolled his eyes, “ But you’re more than enough for her Jug, god you two are both so insecure towards the other”.

Archie continued, “ She’s too scared to say it Jughead but I think she loves you too”. Jughead couldn’t help but smile, he never thought you’d feel that way. He smiled, “ Alright Archie don’t worry I know this was enough bromance for you we can go back to talking about….sports…”.

Archie smiled back, “ Sure because we talk about sports all the time Juggy”. They both laughed feeling completely content with the way things were going. They’d never admit it but it felt good to be able to talk about emotional stuff with the other, a brotherhood they never thought they’d get.

You had about five minutes to spare but you’d picked out the perfect outfit. It was a black t-shirt dress with white hightop converse, you felt confident but casual. Anyways you knew Betty would insist on doing your makeup and hair.

Grabbing both your purse and makeup bag you headed towards Betty’s house. Looking at your phone you saw it was ten minutes past five o’clock, and you texted Betty to let her know you were downstairs.

It took her two seconds to rush down the stairs and greet you, “ Come on in (y/n), also that’s a really cute outfit!”. She took your hand and lead you upstairs to her room where you both could finish getting ready.

She had her outfit laid out on her bed, light blue jeans with a yellow blouse and ballerina flats. You smiled, “ I like what you have planned to wear Betty it’s super cute!”.You weren’t facing her so you couldn’t see what she was doing.

Betty had walked to her window where she saw Archie and they both winked at each other, their plan coming together.  They each gave a thumbs up before closing their blinds and continuing with their plan.

Their plan was to make sure that both you and Jughead finally made a move tonight, and to do this they talked you both up. Betty and Archie just wanted to see their best friends happy together, because they knew that’s what you both wanted.

Turning around Betty smiled, “ Aww thanks (y/n)! How are you feeling about tonight, any better?”. Smiling to yourself you couldn’t help but think about how this was the 100th time you’d have to talk about “tonight”.

You replied, “ Better actually after talking with Archie, I’m still nervous but not as nervous as I was”. Betty didn’t know whether to be happy Archie had gotten through to you or jealous that she hadn’t first.

She was glad regardless, “ Really? I’m surprised, but of course still extremely happy! Now are you actually going to make a move?”. Rolling your eyes you didn’t know how much more Jughead talk you could take.

You explained, “ Yes, whatever happens will happen okay? The first thing I say to him isn’t going to be, “ So what do you think about the drive in closing oh and by the way I love you”.

Betty clapped her hands together, “ Love?!!! Oh my god (y/n) LOVE I didn’t think it was this serious oh my god you’re in love…my bestfriend is in love…with my other best friend!!”. Betty was like a snowball rolling down a hill getting bigger and bigger until it explodes.

Going over to her you put your hands on her shoulders, “ Betty calm down…it’s just a word okay?”. You wanted to downplay the whole thing when in reality you knew it was much more than just a word.

She raised an eyebrow, “ Just a word? Do you think that’s just a word to Jughead or-”. You had to cut her off before this spiraled, “ I don’t even want to think about how he’d take things okay? We’re getting WAY ahead of ourselves here like I’m pretty sure you’re hearing church bells”.

Betty started to laugh, “ Okay okay I’m sorry it just makes me so happy because I know how much he cares about you…and to hear you love him! Things couldn’t be more perfect!”. She’d calmed down by now and you were eager to just get the night started and end all this build up.

You smiled, “ Okay good, now how about you help me finish getting ready?”. Betty’s grin returned and she nodded her head. She sat you down in her chair and started to do your makeup, a simple look but with a red lip.

After she was done with your makeup she just looked at you in awe, “ You look so beautiful (y/n)”. Smiling you thanked her, and she then started your hair. Betty did loose curls and it was your favorite look.

When she was finally done you turned around and hugged her, “ Betty I love it, this just boosted my confidence by a thousand!”. She just beamed with happiness as she hugged you back, Betty was just thrilled she could help.

Looking at your phone you realized that it was now time to leave if you wanted to get to the drive in on time. As Betty lead you down the stairs you could see her excitement for tonight growing.

Getting into Betty’s car she laughed, “ You know I’ve been so preoccupied I don’t even know what movie they’re playing”. Laughing you realized you had no idea either. You added, “This is going to be a great article when the last thing I’ve been thinking about is the drive in”.

Within ten minutes you guys arrived at the drive-in and were greeted by both Archie and Jughead. Looking Jughead over you realized how good he looked, he was wearing a black tee with a flannel, back jeans, converse, and of course a beanie.

Somehow you’d both managed to match and you knew Betty was telling herself, “ More proof they’re soulmates”. Jughead looked you over and smiled, “ I can’t place my finger on it but for some reason I really like your style (y/n)”.

He of course was pointing out how similar you both looked, “ Great minds think alike Juggy, and I’m the greatest”. If you’d have looked at Archie and Betty you would’ve seen how happy they were to see you guys flirt.

Betty intervened, “ I guess you should start the interview and Archie and I will find the others”. She couldn’t have been more obvious, but at this point both you and Jughead didn’t mind.

Jughead extended a hand, “ Adventure awaits (y/n), and with it the most astonishing article to ever meet the Blue and Gold”. Betty laughed and made Archie follow her to the concession stand.

Taking his hand you replied, “ Well then who am I to stop such a monumental moment in high school journalism history”. The second you held Jughead’s hand it send shivers down your spine, and it was only the slightest touch.

Jughead lead you to where, “ The magic happens” as he would like to say. Looking around the room you saw the old movie reel, a bunch of old posters, and a small couch. You smiled, “ So what movie are we watching tonight?”.

He clicked his tongue to fake scold you, “ Not even knowing the movie I’ll be showing tonight? That’s just irresponsible interviewing there (y/n)”. You instantly laughed knowing he was just teasing you, and it felt good to see him smile.

After a moment he told you the truth, “ I decided to go soft and select “ It’s a wonderful life” because it’s a classic love story”. You raised an eyebrow, you didn’t expect him to go that route.

You’d never see the movie before, “ What is it about Juggy?”. By now you were standing in front of the movie reel, wanting to know how it worked. You were surprised when you felt him stand behind you and put his hands over yours.

Turning your head your face was inches from his, “ Why don’t I explain it to you while I show you how this works”. You felt his hot breath against your ear and which caused your mind to drift.

All you managed to do was nod your head, the anticipation getting to you.  As he guided your hands over the machine he spoke softly into your ear, “ It’s about a man who wishes he was never born and then an angel comes along to make it true-”.

You turned around to face him, concerned about how much he might relate to the movie. His body was still pressed against yours as you asked, “ Why does he wish he’d never been born?”.

Jughead smiled as he lightly caressed your cheek, “ Doesn’t matter (y/n) because he soon learns how lucky he is…and he falls in love”. You started to realize how much more this movie choice represented.

You placed a hand on his chest, “ Falls in love?” your voice was obviously shaky. Jughead licked his lips, “ He learned the true impact he had on those around him and finally went for what he wanted”.

Instinctively you leaned your head forward and Jughead leaned in as well. Jughead crashed his lips against yours, months of angst finally fizzling away. To your surprise he lifted you up and moved you towards the couch.

He slowly fell onto the couch and kept you on top of him so you were straddling him. As he kissed your neck you jokingly asked, “ What about the interview Juggy?”. To answer you he sucked your skin, causing you to groan.

He kissed his way up your neck until his lips grazed your ear, “ The only words I want to hear are you telling me exactly how to make that pretty little pussy of yours cum”. You nearly gasped, you’d never have expected Jughead to talk like that.

Dirty talk was a huge turn on for you and to know Jughead Jones loved it too, well fuck maybe you were soul mates. Smirking you replied, “ Keep talking like that and we’ll get there soon enough”.

You felt him smile against your skin and you thought you’d melt right then and there. His hands slid up your legs, bringing the hem of your dress with them. Jughead rested his hands on your hips, he wanted you so badly but he didn’t want to rush things.

Smirking you pulled your dress over your head as you took if off completely, “ Finally go for what you want Jug”. You hinted to what he’d said about the movie earlier, wanting him to know you felt the same way without flat out saying it.

As a response he took off his own shirt and then collided his lips with yours. His hands roamed all over your body, he didn’t know what he was searching for. Truth be told he wanted to make sure he wasn’t just dreaming, slumped over his computer.

You started to undo his pants and slide them down his body, barely any layers left separating you. Jughead kissed from your lips down your neck, and stopped at the valley of your chest.

He moved his hands from your hips to your back as he undid your bra slowly letting it fall off. The second your bra hit the ground your nipples became erect because of the cold air. Jughead moved his lips to your left nipple, swirling his tongue around it.

Moaning you encouraged him, “ Shit Jug that feels so good”. With that he started to suck, and massasged your other breast with his hand. Jugheads tongue felt so good on your sensitive nipples and you felt yourself getter wetter and wetter.

Subconsciously you started to grind your hips against him, needing more. Jughead groaned, “ Such a tease baby”. Hearing him call you a pet name turned you on even more so you ran your hands through his hair.

He moaned, “ How do you know all the little things that turn me on (y/n)?”. You just shook your head licking your lips, eager for what would happen next. He dragged down your bottom lip with his thumb, “ Talk to me baby”.

Resting both hands on his bare chest you answered, “ I need you Jughead, make me yours”. Waiting for his answer you grind yourself against him again, and felt his member press against you.

He just shakes his head with a smile on his face, “ Those are the only words I’ve wanted to hear my entire life (y/n)”. Jughead kissed you again, this time the kiss was extremely needy. With his hands he helped slide down your panties until you shifted to take them off.

It was your turn to whisper in his ear, “ I believe the saying is an eye for a eye”. Getting the hint he took off his own underwear, and you licked your lips taking him in. Jughead was bigger than you’d thought, but there was no complaining.

He shook his head, “ Fuck you’re perfect for me”. You slid off Jughead’s lap and kneeled before him, your face inches away from his erection. Looking up to him you saw how lust blown his pupils were, and when you slowly licked up his shaft his eyes opened wide.

When you got to the tip you swirled your tongue around, “ Talk to me baby”. If Jughead weren’t so insanely turned on he would’ve made a comment about you mocking him. He shakily said, “ I want you to taste me”.

Smirking you kissed back down his shaft, sucking when you got to his balls. Jughead moaned, it was like you knew exactly where to touch him. Grinning you asked, “ Does that feel good Juggy?”.

He bit his lip, you were really asking for it now, “ That feels so fucking good you little tease”. Smiling you continued, flicking your tongue over his tip tasting the precum. Feeling confidant you took as much of him as you could in your mouth, while holding eye contact.

Jughead watched you, he never thought he could be this turned on. You started to bob your head up and down, picking up speed. He threw his head back, “ Oh god (y/n)”. With your free hand you massaged his balls, wanting to throw him over the edge.

You continued sucking, shifting from going fast to going slow, and stayed like that for a couple minutes. It was so beautiful to know how good you were making him feel, and such a turn on to know he was watching you nearly mesmerized.

Jughead groaned, “ Keep looking at me like that and this is all going to be over soon” and with that he picked you back up so you were on his lap again. Your lips found each other again and the kiss made you wetter and wetter.

Putting a hand on his chest you broke the kiss, “ I want you Jughead…I need you”. He looked apprehensive, like he wasn’t sure if you actually wanted him. You took his face in your hands, “ Jughead Jones I love you”.

You watched his face change as your words hit him, you watched the happiness spread throughout him. Jughead looked so blissful, “ I love you so much (y/n)”. Wanting to preserve the moment you started to kiss again.

You felt his member press against you and so you moved your hips forward. Getting the hint Jughead laid down on his back, putting you on top of him. His back rested against the arm of the couch, propping him up. Biting your lip you lowered yourself onto him, adjusting to his size.

Jughead moaned as he felt himself slide into you, your walls pressing against him. Slowly you moved your hips back and forth, still adjusting. As you leaned forward Jughead massaged your breast again.

You moaned his name when you felt him lightly tweak your sensitive nipples. Needing more you picked up your speed, and he was moaning right along with you. He kissed up your neck, “ That’s it baby, just like that”.

His hands rested on your hips guiding you even more. Feeling yourself getting closer you went faster. Jughead started to thrust his hips up, needing more too. You leaned forward so much that he started to suck your nipples, “ Fuck Jughead I’m close”.

He took his mouth off to only say, “ Cum for me baby”. You knew he was just as close because he thrust started getting sloppier. Resting both hands on his chest you started to move your hips in a circular motion making him enter you deeper.

You couldn’t hold it back any longer, “ Jughead I’m going to-”. He thrust inside you deeper and faster, “ Me too (y/n) fuck”. Closing your eyes your orgasm shook throughout your entire body.

You felt your walls clench against him and Jughead twitch inside you. All you could do was moan his name as your orgasm made every nerve in your body tremble. Jughead was right there with you, moaning and panting.

After riding out your orgasm you rested your head in the crook of his neck. He smiled, “Why did we wait so long (y/n)?”. Looking up to him you kissed his neck, “ Love makes you do crazy things Juggy”.

The moment was ruined when you heard banging on the door, making you both spring to action. You rushed to put on your dress and answer the door as Jughead threw on his pants. Opening the door you saw Archie standing there with a smug look on his face, knowing perfectly well why you looked so worn out.

He smirked, “ It’s so weird the movie ended thirty minutes ago but somehow you both didn’t realize and so we wanted to make sure things were alright”. Both Betty and Kevin stood behind Archie.

Walking over to the door, still shirtless, Jughead spoke up, “ Real smooth Archie, I’m sure concern was your only motive and totally not curiosity”. To your surprise Jughead wrapped an arm around you, pulling you closer to his body.

Archie’s smirk grew, “ Of course Juggy, we wanted to see if you guys were up for Pop’s or if you’d be too worn out from your…interview…”. He couldn’t help but laugh at his own joke and you shook your head.

Jughead looked to you, “ Actually (y/n) and I have worked up quite the appetite, journalism is so straining…how about you buy us a fries and milkshakes?”.

Before Archie could reply you added, “ I’m sure you’d love to Arch, put all that concern to good use”. Archie just smiled knowing he’d been beat, and gave you both a minute to get ready.

When you were done Jughead took your hand and you were all ready to go to Pop’s. You felt ready to conquer the world, you were in love with Jughead Jones and Jughead Jones loved you back.

Get ready for some more over analysis people!

So first of all, Harry and Uma are still holding hands even after she has walked quite a distance from the chair. He’s looking at her with the biggest smile on his chiseled face bc he’s looking at a goddess no matter how you swing it. He feels honored to be touching her hand like c'mon the guy is in awe (and love)

Next, why did Ursula choose now to swing out? It would have been much more efficient to stop the noise before it started (I know, plot device to let the song happen, but humor me for a bit). Well, to answer that question, let’s look at where she swung and a possible reason why.

She swung at just the right height to hit Uma and Harry’s joined hands. If Ursula is anything like Maleficent, she agrees that True Love frikin sucks and love in general has no place in a prison for villains. Perhaps Ursula was actually peeved that her good-for-nothing daughter was getting shown affection and adoration.

BUT HERE’S THE IMPORTANT PART! When Ursula lashes out, Harry takes a few steps back even after she’s gone to separate himself from Uma and try to seem as though he wasn’t just looking at Uma with loving eyes and holding her hand. Uma raises her hand with an annoyed look to show that she’s not holding his hand anymore.

THEY ARE TRYING TO CONVINCE URSULA THEY WEREN’T SHOWING AFFECTION, AND THEY DO SO AS IF IT’S HABIT!

CLEARLY THIS HAS HAPPENED BEFORE!

17. “You were supposed to be my forever.”

Damon Salvatore x Reader

The tears forming in your eyes were clouding your vision. Your throat ached and your heart felt like it was breaking into a billion tiny pieces in your chest. The sobs were threatening to rip out from your mouth.

Damon watched as the woman he loved more than anything broke down in front of him.

He felt helpless.

He was the reason why you were crying.

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Waking up to a Dark Mark (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

Prompt/Request: ‘’Okay so could you write an imagine where y/n and draco are cuddling and they both fall asleep, but in the middle of the night y/n wakes up and sees draco’s dark mark accidentally? And she wakes him up and gets mad, but he tells her that he had no choice? I know you’ll make it good haha I’m wait patiently :)’’ - Anonymous.

Word Count: 1,064.
Warning(s): Fluff. (sad to see that almost all my warnings contain the word fluff. JK, I love fluff)
Note: Okay so I’m really liking this request because I like fluff where Draco does something bad(ass) and then has to calm the reader down HA so gr8. THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST, HOPE YOU LIKE IT!

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It was the beginning of the weekend and you choose to start this weekend in the best way possible, which was cuddling with Draco in his bed because his other roommates wouldn’t be there all day. After a hard time at school, tests everywhere and teachers being really bitchy, you thought you indeed deserved some alone time with your boyfriend.

Draco was stroking his fingers through your hair, wearing his usual white long sleeve shirt and a sweater along with it. You really liked it on him, not forgetting every single boy could match his clothes like this, but it looked like Draco knew how to wear it and how to make it look attractive.

Your legs tangled with each other and his other arm laying around your waist, you slowly started to feel tired, eyelids starting to hang a bit. You rested your head against his chest, sniffling his fresh smell, like he just went for a walk outside. You also smelled some apple scent, but you ignored it, enjoying the nice aroma as you cuddled with him.

‘You tired?’ you heard him ask, your eyes already closed as your breathe started to slow down.

‘Hm-mh,’ you answered, taking a deep breathe before nodding to make it more clear. He chuckled and continued stroking his fingers through your hair.

‘I’ll join you, dinner can wait another day,’ he whispered, pressing a kiss on your forehead. He lingered away, his hand still in your hair as you felt yourself drift away.

Let’s just say school got the best of you and you felt really tired about it. You shuffled a bit in his arms before letting sleep take over you, hearing Draco wishing you a ‘sleep well’ as you fell asleep.

After a good six hours later, you woke up slowly, feeling your back and neck aching, since you were in such a weird sleeping position. As you sat up slightly, you say Draco sleeping like an angel, making your heart flutter and wanting to cuddle him even more. His hair looked soft and all you wanted to do was letting your fingers go through it, but something made you look away from his blonde locks.

The tail of what seemed like a tattoo was visible on his left arm, but it was still covered almost. You slowly lifted up his sleeve more, revealing a tattoo which made you gasp slightly, feeling blood raising to your head.

It was the Dark Mark, freshly on his forearm, moving around like it wanted to get out of his skin. You took a closer look, breathing on his arm lightly as tears were pricking on the edges of your eyes.

Why would he do something so idiotic? Why wouldn’t he tell you this?

‘Y/N?’ you heard him whisper in a groan, just waking up probably and missing the warmth beside him. You stayed in the same position, staring at the Dark Mark, not believing it was really there. It was so scary, the thought of Draco being a Death Eater and on Voldemort’s side.

A tear was streaming down your cheek, falling on his mark.

‘Draco,’ you whispered, voice shaking and cracking slightly, ‘ why would you?’

Draco sat up so you couldn’t look at the Dark Mark anymore, him still sleepy and not getting what you meant. ‘What do you mean?’

You sniffled, slowly grabbing his left arm, rolling up his sleeve more before letting your fingers glide over the mark. It felt really creepy, like some worms were inside his skin, walking around and trying to get out like you said before.

‘Y/N I-’ he said, pulling back slowly, but you kept his arm in position with all the strength you had. More tears were falling on his arm and at this moment, you were sitting on your knees, crying over the Dark Mark of you damn boyfriend.

Draco pulled his sleeve down and you dropped his arm, ready to stand up and leave the room but Draco threw his arms around you. ‘Y/N, please listen to me, I can explain it,’ he whispered with a whining tone, you sobbing in your hands, still not believing this whole, ridiculous thing.

‘Explaining what? You having the bloody Dark Mark on your forearm?’ you hissed in a lower tone, careful not to wake up his roommates

Draco his lower lip was shaking and a moment later he pulled you in for a hug.

‘Please, listen to me, I had no choice. I never had a choice,’ he whispered in your ear, making you shiver as you cried in his shoulder softly, his hand running up and down your back.

And then you pulled back slightly, cupping one cheek of him before looking at him with sad eyes. He tilted his head, feeling the touch of your hand like it would be the last time he would feel it. And maybe it would indeed, because you may just walk out of the door and never look at him anymore, like he was nobody to you.

But you couldn’t, because you loved him.

‘Of course you had a choice Draco, you always have a choice,’ you said softly, feeling a tear in your hand as you saw a tear escaping from Draco his eye.

‘No Y/N, if I didn’t join the dark side, h-he would kill my parents, my friends…’ he said, looking down at your knees touching each other, ‘and you.’

Your hand fell down, your mouth hanging open, feeling so much pity towards the boy who had no choice.

‘Oh Draco,’ you sobbed, feeling so sorry for all the things he had go through. All the pain, all the pressure, it was all too much for him and you get that. You absolutely get that.

He whimpered, but you stopped him from making another noise as you placed your lips on his, kissing him soft and tender, wanting to make this one a special one.

It lasted for more than fifteen seconds, because it was a moment to remember, showing him your love and support. You would always be there for him, no matter what. And it eventually would end in a good way, you having faith in that Potter boy Draco disliked.

‘I love you,’ he muttered against your lips, you laughing low as you pecked him twice, noses touching.

‘I love you too, Draco, always.’

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south side princess (part one) 

Pairing ~ Reader x FP Jones
Prompt ~ after living in the upper side of Riverdale for 3 years, you decide to go stay your dad on the south and forming a crush for the older fp Jones
Warnings ~ swearing, drinking drugs, age gap romance (reader 19yrs old)


Story ~
It was 3 years since your mother and father had spilt up. Your mother had taken you to live in what she called upper Riverdale, what most would call the nice or good side of the tracks. Your father had stayed on the Southside. Your grandfather was the old leader of the gang the south side serpents until his death a few months ago. Forsythe Pendleton Jones the 2nd (or Fp as he was called) was the new leader with your father his right hand man. You had known Fp your whole life. 


In the last 3 years you had re-started high school hating that you was a year older then everyone else, after you was held back a year (because you hadn’t attended school for 2 years) before even starting Riverdale high but at least you was now in the same year as you childhood friend Jughead Jones. In that time you had become a river vixen, your grades where up and you started becoming friends with Archie Andrews, Betty Cooper and Veronica Lodge. When you first moved into your mother’s childhood home your grandmother old house, Veronica took it upon herself to give you a full make over. Now you looked like her double, posh girly dresses, sassy tops and skinny jeans filled your wardrobe. More hair and makeup products then ever really needed. 

After a long week and a trying day, You was sat sulking in pop’s after a cheerleader practice, Cheryl had been a bitch with the squad mainly you a Veronica getting the brunt of her mood. You and your mother had been fighting a lot the last few weeks as well to the point you didn’t think you could stay anymore. Jughead Jones slid into the seat facing you with a smile. “what’s up y/n, you’ve been looking at that milkshake for 20 minutes?” He asks. “it’s my mom we’re always fighting and I don’t want to stay there, I can’t stay there anymore” I tell him as he takes the cherry from my melted milkshake. “What about your dad?” he says. As he pops the cherry in his mouth.
You only saw your dad once a month when you would go stay the weekend with him in the trailer park hanging with your old friends now all serpents. “juggie that’s an amazing idea” you smile “I’m going to call him tomorrow” you grab your bag hugging the raven haired boy. heading home thinking of what to say to your dad. 


At home your walked into your mother waiting for you. “where have you been it’s almost 10:30pm” you give a one word answer “pops” she started screaming as you ignore her. Since coming here you wasn’t the only one who had changed. Your mother had become a living breathing copy of Alice Cooper. She went through you room, wouldn’t let you out past 10. Told you to stay away from Jughead because of who his dad was. Controlling as much of your life as she possibly could. Wanting you to be more like Cheryl or Betty.
In your room, you tried to block her out but she followed still complaining about it was a school night, about you not giving yourself time to finish homework or practice with the vixens. After a really bad argument you started to grab you school books and laptop. “I’m going to stay with dad” was all you said before running out the door.

It was nearly 11pm and you didn’t really want to knock at your dad’s at this time. The trailer park was still a few miles away and you started getting cold and tired. You thought about Jughead heading to the drive in to find him it was on the way to your dad’s anyway. You had knocked and knocked, but no one came to open the door. You realized the biggest mistake you had made was leaving without a coat, all you had on was your river vixen outfit and pumps. Your gave one last bang on the door screaming his name, thinking do you go to your dad’s or back home. Home was closer but you didn’t want to see your mum after walking out.
“y/n,” you turn to the sound of your name looking to it’d owner. You see a man walking towards you. His hands in his jeans pocket with a swagger to his stride. In the light you see fp Jones the new leader of the gang your grandfather used to lead. “Why are you out here dressed like that at this time if night?, are you trying to give my boy a heart attack?” he asked looking you up and down intensely slow. “didn’t know you did booty calls Princess” he said. smiling slightly swaying saying back “only for a lucky few, Jones why you jealous?” fp just raises an eyebrow. This flirty banter was normal for you both. It had all started when you was younger , Fp would say something flirty to make you blush and it always worked but now you got older and would think if a witty comeback. It was just how you both was with each other.

You had always had a crush on fp ever since you was about 16 you knew it was wrong or you believe it was. He was over 20 years older then you but looked younger then he was. you managed to keep your little crush hidden, but you couldn’t help think what would it be like if one day he acted on the jokes or looks you sheared with each other.
“I had a fight with my mom again. I left home I thought about coming to stay with my dad but it was late and cold I was going to see if jug would take me in for the night” you tell him. Shivering in your skirt rubbing your bare arms
He took his leather jacket off placing it round your shoulders, but kept hold of both sides of the collar. “your dad’s away doing a job for me, he won’t be back for 3 weeks” you feel defeated thinking you will have to go back to your mothers. He pulls on the collar bringing you closer to him. He spoke slow, and burly a whisper it felt seductive, “you could, only if you wanted to” he looked you in the eyes keeping your focus locked onto his. Making your breath catch ,he was speaking in a hushed voice “stay in mine tonight, tomorrow I’ll get your dad’s spear key take you to get you stuff from mums” you smile as he speaks fully aware how close you was to him, you try pushing the mixed thoughts you have to the back of your mind. Fp let’s go with one hand lifting it to your face tucking your hair behind your ear “I know a princess like you needs her things” you couldn’t speak the touch of his hand on your face sent shivers down your side. Fp turned walking toward his van “you coming y/n” he shouted. You quickly run to catch up with him not needing to be asked twice.

In the truck Fp put the heating on as you rubbed your thighs to get warm. Once you feel the goosebumps disappear you sit back getting comfortable, pulling his jacket tighter around you. “why do you call me a princess?” you ask giving him a smirk. Fp laughs “look at you! in 3 years you went from bad ass bitch to pampered Princess” you frown your eyebrows at him. He looks at you then back to the road repeatedly switching between the two as he spoke “when your mother took you, you didn’t bother much with make - up had your own style. And in the last few times I’ve seen you, you started wearing makeup doing your hair up like your in a magazine and now, your fully fledged member of the Riverdale elite” he reached over slightly flicking the hem of your skirt “team colors and all” you just giggled not known what to answer. At his trailer Fp showed round even though you had been numerous times before, then after something to eat he took you to his room telling you to sleep in his bed and he got a blanket sleeping on the couch.

The next morning you went home waited for you mum to leave for work going in inside to get showered and pack a few bags. You went to put on a dress but when you held it to the mirror you began to think about what fp had said. You did look like a princess not the person you once was. Had I really changed into a carbon copy of the girls around me? was I just like Cheryl? You played with a snake necklace round you neck before deciding to get changed. You found a pair of black skinny jeans a green top a leather jacket and a pair of heels your grandfather had bought you with snakes on the heels not long before he died. Done your hair and makeup. Looking at the new outfit you had put together it was old meets new. And you liked it.
 

You put your bags in Joaquin’s car so he could take them back the trailer for you and headed to school. 

At lunch Jughead came and sat with you. “can I ask you something?” He didn’t give you chance to answer “did I see you getting in my dad’s van last night?” he asked his brows frowning. “yes I was coming to stay with you, but you wasn’t at the drive in, I saw fp he gave me a lift to the trailer park let me crash at his coz my dad’s out of town” you answer. Jughead looked and blinked not saying what was on his mind. Jughead had seen the closeness between his father and best friend but didn’t what to push the matter afraid of the answer he’d get. “so when are you moving south side then?” he asked “today I sent some of my things up there your dad’s getting me my father’s key” you said excited jug just nodded, when the bell went you and jug walked to class. 


All day people had commented on your change of style. Betty and Veronica loved it, saying it takes time to find your own style and this was yours. Cheryl on the other hand came over when you was in the corridor “you trying to look like the trailer trash your living with now” you step forward snarling her “no I just didn’t want to look like you” you didn’t give time to answer, your spun on your toes flicking your hair walking away. You seamed to get more attention from the boys in the school. Both Reggie and Chuck had given you whistles when you walked past. Feeling good you headed to your locker grabbing you bag. Outside you see Fp waiting for you a sexy grin as he learned against the truck.

“want a ride home? ” he asked when you walked over to him. You jumped in the blue truck ready to get to your stuff put away. During the ride you hardly spoke, Fp looked at you finally braking the silence" what’s with the new look?“ He didn’t take his eye off the road, but had that stupid sexy smirk in his face. "I don’t know what your talking about Jones” you sing song back to him trying to hide the blush in your cheek he hummed in amusement but didn’t question your reply. For the rest of the way you was quite again. When you got to the trailer fp handed you the keys to your dad’s helped you carry your boxes and bags in.
Inside it was a mess and the was nothing in to eat. Fp offered you to come back to his if you wanted he’d get take out for you both. You told him maybe later wanting to clean the place up a bit. After a 2 hours you had cleaned up, it now looked like a different place. Moved you bags into your room and headed back to Fp’s. Outside you could hear music talking laughing, Inside the was half of the serpents drinking having a party. “where’s Jones?” out asked the nearest gang member. “try the kitchen” was all he said without looking at you. In the kitchen you see him with a few other lads all smoking and taking drugs. He looked strange at first like you he’d forgotten you was coming over “do you want me to leave?” you shout over the music “no stay y/n, I’ve just sent Joaquin on a beer and food run anyway” he says smirking at you.

You wasn’t a stranger to a serpent party you had been to a few before. You took a beer from the counter using the edge of it to open the cap, Your dad let you drink at 16, your mom didn’t like it but never stopped you ether. The two other in the room one about 24 the other 30ish looked at you with crossed eyebrows. “What it’s a beer or can’t girls drink beer?, well tough shit” you sass at them taking a long gulp from the bottle. The younger one walked over to you trying to look sexy yet intimidating “hey you! what’s the name doll?” he asked. you gave over exaggerate an eye roll. “the name is y/n and don’t call me doll” you said with as much attitude as possible. “aw small pretty little girl thinks she can play tough and trying to be a serpent, don’t think you really belong here doll” he acts cocky looking you up and down as he goes to grab your ass. Before he can you grab his wrist twisting it until he was screaming for you to let go “I don’t act or try” you started saying hard but calm tone. The older guy stood up to protect his mate when Fp stepped in. “y/n” he says arching an eyebrow.

You let go of the man side stepping closer to Fp, “tough as nails this one boys, and she already belongs” he started placing a hand on your shoulder. He ran his finger down your collarbone, you almost quiver at his touch. Then he hooks his finger around the chain of your necklace pulling the green eyed silver snake pendent from under your top . “y/n y/l/n was born a serpent,” they gasp at the sound of your surname. You smirk matching the one Fp had. “she’s Mitch y/l/n granddaughter”. Both of them sat down with dumbfounded looks you pick you drink back up having another swig not knowing what to say “this is Jack and Shane” he pointed introducing them to you Jack the younger one rubbing his wrist waving.

Fp looks you up and down “she our South side Princess” he called you holding your gaze. You blush bright red but liked the new nickname “oh you wish I was yours, Jones” you say back placing you palm on his chest lightly pushing him back. He chuckles giving you a wink when two more younger boys came in, with pizza and more alcohol in their arms.

A Dream Is a Wish Your Heart Makes.[*Smut]

A/N: Sorry this took forever to get up. I had to rewrite it. It’s not as smutty as I’d liked it to be but I’ll write another one later that more smut. love ya xx

Request: yes, by several people.

“You ready for this?” The Sheriff asked me as we stood in front of the door to Derek’s loft. I could feel him looking at me but my eyes were glued to the large metal door. On the other side was Stiles. Only it wasn’t really Stiles. As Kira’s mother liked to put he was void. More specifically he was possessed my a thousand year old fox spirit with a hankering for strong emotions. In a nutshell, everything about Stiles was Stiles except the only part that matter, his mind. I tore my gaze from the door and it landed on Mr.Stilinski. How do I answer? One of my best friends was in there.

“Are you?” I asked genuinely. He only look at me with eyes of uncertainty. I nodded and took a deep breath. I placed my hand on the handle and slid the heavy door open. Stiles was standing in the center of the loft in different clothes then the ones he’d worn to Echin House, which was the last time I’d seen him. His skin was more pale than usual, and the circles under his eyes made it seem like he’d never known sleep. The Sheriff moved closer to his son, producing a pair of handcuff and dangling them. I trailed behind him, being sure not to get to close.

“You’re going to handcuff me?” Stiles said and it was unsure whether this was really him or not.

“If any part of my son is still in there, he’ll let me. Because he knows I’m here to protect him from himself and others.”

The boy held up his hands together so the Sheriff could place the cuffs on him. As his father did so, Stiles looked past his father to me. I froze not expecting to be noticed, and stared directly in his eyes trying not to show fear. He pursed his lips into a dark smile, and it was clear the boy I loved wasn’t there. I’d never admitted I loved him to anyone before including him, and I was afraid I never would get the chance now.

“You’re not my son.” Sheriff Stilinski gritted. The Nogitsune smiled wider and broke the handcuffs, they swiveled off his wrist on to the ground. Derek, Chris Argent, and Allison all were standing close by waiting incase Plan A went awry. As if on cue, they appeared in the threshold of the door. Derek bent down on a knee changing from human to wolf form in the process. Chris and Allison were both wielding their weapon of choice. I’d been offered a gun and even a knife, but not being experienced with either, I declined. Allison attacked first, pointing a stun gun at Stiles and shooting. The point of this rendezvous was to capture not kill. Unfortunately, the Nogitsune had powers we weren’t aware of. He grabbed the prongs, even though electricity bolted through them, and whipped the weapon from her fingers. Derek attacked next without warning, so quick and agile I was sure he’d catch Stiles off guard. I was proven wrong, when Derek’s arm was twisted, then he was slammed into a nearby table, and thrown into an adjacent wall. Stiles shifted his head to me with an obscure smile, I stepped back a little frightened. Before he could make a move, Argent was in front of him with a gun pointed at him. The corner of Stiles mouth perked up before he turned to his father a fear stricken look on his face.

“Dad? Daddy? He’s going to shoot me! Don’t let him shoot me!” He cried. Argent didn’t budge saying he’d killed many supernatural creatures before, a Nogitsune would just be another. Father Stilinski drew his gun on Argent. A verbal fight broke up amongst the team. I covered my ears with my hands trying to block out everyone’s voice. It was so chaotic, and as I thought the words I knew this was his doing. He was feeding off it. Allison and I had the same thought and she spoke before I did. She yelled over them to stop, and they did just as the sunset outside. 

“This is what he wants.” She barked at them, no one lowered their firearm. 

“Not exactly.” He smirked. “I was kind of hoping Scott would be here. But I’m glad you all have your guns out, because you’re not here to kill me.“ He paused. Just as he did, the room seemed a little off. A second later, we learned why. The Oni surfaced into the room, two in front of Sheriff and Argent. And two near the entrance where Derek and Allison now stood. By accident I was in the middle of them, and to my misfortune Void Stiles sunk in with me. Sheriff Stilinksi attack first firing his weapon, Allison and Derek followed, and lastly Chris whose gun stalled delaying him. Frightened by the presence of the Oni, I didn’t even notice Stiles slip his hand into mine. Only when an Oni blade missed Allison and almost hit me, causing me to curl into Him did I realize how close we were. I peered into his eyes, looking for a trace of the trickster. But only saw Stiles’s beautiful amber eyes shining down.

“Stiles?” I asked hesitatingly and he nodded reassuringly. I smiled only to be confused when something fabric covered my mouth and a haziness washed over me. Last thing I remember was his voice low and raspy.

“Never trust a fox.”

I faded into darkness.

When I regained consciousness, I was cold. A bone chilling cold almost as if I was outside. I could tell I was laying on some sort of cushion, but I was still a bit hazy and couldn’t make out much more. Several minutes later, after the cloudiness left my brain, I saw where I was. I was laying on an old blue couch that smelt vaguely of bleach and old people. The ceiling was cement except for two grated sections off to the right. A light shined in through the small holes and I recognized it as the moonlight making sense why it was so cold.

“Morning Angel.” His voice startling me. Stiles sat on the arm of the couch, and looked at me over his shoulder with a devilish smirk. I hadn’t noticed him sitting there before, and I wasn’t entirely sure that he had been. It was dark in the cold room and I could only see him though the faint moon light coming from above.

“Stiles?” I rasped, my voice getting used to working again.

He scoffed. “Wouldn’t that be a happy ending?”

No, it was void Stiles. Suddenly, the words resurfaced in my brain. ‘Never trust a fox.’ He’d convinced me with just a look in Derek’s loft that he was Stiles. How could I have been so naive?

“Why have you brought me here?” I demanded.

“Now, Y/N.” He chuckled standing and strolling over to me. I scooted further into the couch knowing there was no way out. “I can’t give away all of my secrets. But you know Stiles has many, would you like to know some?”

“Stop.” I whispered.

“Like how he had sex with Malia Tate on this very couch.” He pointed down to the couch. The news was a blow, I’d always imagined being Stiles first. My heart sank a little at the thought.

“Stop.” I said sternly again try to stay strong.

“Or how he’s kissed Lydia before, and constantly thinks about doing it again.” Another blow to my heart.

“Stop!” I screamed.

He bent down leaning his face close to mine and smiled. “Does the thought of Stiles fucking someone else discourage you? Is it because you love him?”

Rage boiled through me, I hated the fact he could see right through me. I couldn’t control myself and I smacked the boy in front of me across the face. His head was thrown to the side from the blow. When he turned back to me, he had a cold look in his eyes. My breathing was uneven from a mixture of fear and anger. As I stared back at Him, I saw something else in his eyes. Something I hadn’t seen until now. Unexpectedly, he rammed his lips into mine. I pushed him away confused by the act. My lips tingled with the feeling of his on mine. I kept him at arms length, my hand still gripping his shirt. I couldn’t get the thought that I’d just kissed Stiles out of my head. I knew it wasn’t really Stiles, but physically it was.

“Do you know what the Nogistunes feed off on?” he whispered.

“Chaos. Pain. Strife.” I listed.

“Mainly.” he agreed. “We feed on much more. We’re all hungry, Angel.” He pushed past my failed attempt at holding him back, and leaned into my ear.

“I feed off lust and desire. Like your desire for Stiles. Or your lust for me to fuck you right here.” 

I wanted to admit his was wrong, that I didn’t want him near me. But he began to run his hand up my thigh and a current ran through my core.

“You can’t resist me.” He taunted in my ear, before ghosting his lips over my neck.

I closed my eyes and found myself urning for him. I clenched my jaw.

“S-stop.” I stuttered.

“Hm?” He hummed against my neck.

My heart was racing, I knew it was wrong. I knew I shouldn’t give in, but I couldn’t help it. His lips finally connected with my neck instantly hitting a sweet spot, making me moan. I dug my fingers into the couch, trying not enjoy this. Trying not to reach out from him, I couldn’t give him what he wanted. I had to be strong. But he withdrew from my neck, and collided his lips with mine. Without hesitation, I kissed him back. He climbed on to the couch with me his body hovering over mine, and my fingers reached for the hem of his shirt. He pulled away allowing me to pull it off him. He grabbed the collar of my t-shirt and ripped in half making me gasp, I hadn’t been wearing a bra and my boobs were instantly exposed.

“Stiles is missing out.” he grinned.

His words angered me and I pulled him into another kiss biting on his lower lip hard. This only seemed to entice him and he let a growl, he grabbed my waist rolling his hips against mine. I felt his hard bulge through his sweatpants making me realize how wet I was. He brought his hands back to my chest kneading my breast greedily. His lips met my nipples, and he nibbled on the sensitive nubs. I let out a incoherent moan, dragging my nails across his back. 

“Just fuck me.” I half begged.

He didn’t need to be told twice, we both quickly discarded our bottoms. I opened my legs allowing Stiles to aline himself. He gently held on to my waist before he rammed his length inside of me and began thrusting vigorously, pulling a hungry groan from my throat. Already I could feel a rippling inside of me, each thrust sending me closer and closer to my release.

“Faster.” I bellowed.

He smirked speeding his thrusts to an unfathomable pace roughly hitting my g-spot. My walls started to clenched around him, and I knew what was coming.

“Come.” He demanded and I did. My orgasm fueled the Nogitsune to reach his. His movements became careless and needy, and a few seconds later I felt his warm liquid fill me. 

My eyes flung open, and I shot up breathing excessively. 

“Morning, Angel.” He said indifferently. Void Stile sat on the arm of an old blue couch looking at me over his shoulder.

“Sweet dreams?” His lips curled into a dark smile.

Imagine: You and Derek go to choose your puppy.
——–
Y/n: “Derek they’re so cute! And fluffy! Just like you babe”

Derek: *sighs and smiles at the sight of you on the floor covered in puppies* “Are you ready to choose one now Y/n?”

Y/n: “I can’t choose just one Derek! I want, no need them all!”

Derek: “You don’t need them all.”

Y/n: *gives Derek puppy dog eyes"

Derek: “I know you want them all but for now just choose one, we can always get more later, okay?”

Y/n: “Okay, thank you. I love you Derek”

Derek: “I love you too Y/n”

“Don’t look at me like that.” You laugh quietly.
“Like what?” Rocket smirks as he finishes cleaning his gun.
The pair of you had time to kill why the rest of the crew gathered supplies so you both thought some target practice wouldn’t hurt. You both stood in the clearing of the forest surrounding the Milano, using the bizarre looking trees in it as targets.
“Like you’re suprised I’m a good shot.” You lower your weapon and turn to fully face Rocket. He held your gaze while his smirk grew. He throws his gun over his shoulder and saunters over to the tree you had hit.
He traces his small finger over the bullet hole.
“Not too bad for a Humie, I suppose.” He tried to hold his laughter back. He looks over his shoulder to see your reaction to his words. The glare you were giving him broke his composure. “Relax, relax” He laughed, eyes gleaming. He puts his hand up in mock surrender. “I’m just kidding, I know you know your way around a gun. I’d say better than me but I’m no liar.”
You laugh and throw a fresh round of ammo to him. He catches it without a problem.
“Okay then tough guy, show me how it’s done.” You step back and watch the familiar glint in Rocket’s eyes. You loved seeing how happy he could be when people weren’t calling him names or shouting at him. He clears his throat and turns towards the trees.
“Watch and learn, Princess.” He fires his gun in an overly dramatic way; he always did like to show off in front of you. He keeps going until his gun is out of ammo.
He turns to you and takes a bow, smugness radiating off his every move.
He walks towards you and you ruffle the fur on top of his hair. You both laugh and sit on the grass leaning against the Milano.
The shade was a relief. After spending almost three hours in the blazing light of the planet’s two suns the two of you were ready for a break.
“They’ve been gone for ages.” You comment looking in the direction they had walked.
“Don’t complain,” Rocket laughs “It’s rare we get any alone time.” He places his gun on the floor and hops onto your lap.
He wasn’t wrong. Out of fear of judgement the two of you had decided it would be better to keep your relationship a secret. This, however, meant that you only got small moments alone. Rocket treasured these moments more than his gun and gadget collection combined. You really did mean the galaxy to him.
You run your fingers through the fur on his cheek. He closes his eyes and leans into your touch. A small sign escapes him and you feel yourself grinning.
“Is it bad I hope they never come back?” He whispers cracking open his right eye to look at you. You can tell he’s joking but a small part of you is hoping the same thing.
You loved your family but you also loved Rocket and having people around constantly made things harder.
You sigh and place a light kiss to his forehead.
“Hey, I haven’t waited a full week for one kiss on forehead.” Rocket laughs. You smile down at him and raise an eyebrow. He smirks and shakes his head. He stretches up and places a kiss to your lips. He feels you smile into the kiss as he places one of his hands on your cheek and the other on your shoulder.
The loud laughter of Drax in the distance makes the two of you jump. Rocket pulls away quickly and jumps to where his gun is.
“Hey guys!” You wave as they come into view.
“Hello Human female.” Drax smiles carrying a large crate of alcohol. “I found this for the rodent.”
Rocket let the name slip over his head as he looked at the alcohol in awe; eyes wide like a child in a sweet shop. ‘This can only end badly’ you laugh to yourself. Drax hands the crate to you.
“I’ll take this to your room.” You smile to Rocket. He nods and follows behind you.
Once you reach Rocket’s room he closes the door behind him. He waits until you place the crate down before making his move.
He pushes you to the bed, a smile on his face. He climbs on top of you and leans in for a second kiss.
“ROCKET?!” Quill bangs on the door making Rocket freeze millimetres away from your lips. “THE SHIP’S BOILER NEEDS FIXING!”
Rocket growls and hops off of you. He walks to the door and bangs on it. “ALRIGHT QUILL GIVE ME A DAMN MINUTE! I ONLY JUST SAT MY ASS DOWN!” Rocket shouts.
He turns to look at you and sighs.
“I’ll try and stop by later when everyone’s asleep.” You smile and lean down to kiss him. He grabs a hold of your shirt and pulls you closer to him.
“You better princess, this alcohol isn’t gonna drink itself.” He whispers as he pulls away and rests his forehead against your’s.
“ROCKET?!” Quill starts again. “I WANT A SHOWER! HURRY UP OR I SWEAR TO GOD I’LL SHAVE YOU!”
“QUILL! I SWEAR I’LL KICK YOU’RE ASS IF YOU KEEP TALKING TO ME LIKE THAT! YOU’LL GET YOUR DAMN SHOWER WHEN I’M READY TO FIX YOUR CRAPPY BOILER!” You could tell Rocket was getting angry.
“I’ll let you fix the boiler and I’ll be by later.” You kiss him one more time before standing up to leave.
“Promise?” He whispers, looking up at you.
“I promise Rocket.”
“I’ll see you tonight then sweetheart.”
You open the door and step out, remembering to close it behind you.
As you walk towards your own room you hear the distant arguing from Rocket and Quill. You pause long enough to hear Rocket mocking Peter.
“ROCKET DO THIS! ROCKET DO THAT!” He says in a high pitched voice.
“I DO NOT TALK LIKE THAT!” Quill argues back.
“THAT’S WHAT YOU THINK ASS LORD!”
You laugh and shake your head. Family. can’t live with them, can’t live without them.

Oh! Oh! Can I request a Negan x reader fic where the reader just turned 18 and Negan shares her first drink with her which leads to the bedroom? I got my fingers crossed for a little freaky-Deaky. 🤞🏻❤️ @fandomfreak202


sorry this took a decade to get out! hope you enjoy! x 


“23rd February. Red circle? Shit. Why did I circle today?” you thought curiously, looking up at your calendar, you had purchased from the sanctuary’s ‘store’ with your hard earned points. You had the job of laundry, mostly just the wives dresses and lingerie. They frequently needed them washing, considering Negan got through at least a minimum of two wives a day. You couldn’t deny your jealousy, sitting on your ass all day and getting anything you wanted would be nicer than having to go outside and deal with the post-apocalyptic world. You knew Negan would never offer you the chance to become a wife, his pet names for you were ‘kid’ or ‘little one’, making you feel like a three year-old. He would never see you as a woman, always that kid.

You got ready for the day, grabbing your point’s sheet and heading down to the washroom. Your friend, Malia was already down there, working away without you. “Trying to get some extra points? Your a half an hour early.” She quizzed, looking confused. “No, I’m just a little forgetful today. I circled today on my calendar and I can’t remember why. Did I ever mention it to you?” Malia shook her head, folding the top she was holding. “No. I can’t remember you mentioning anything.” You sighed, feeling stumped. You knew that it would annoy you until you remembered why today was so special.


 You finished your 7 hour shift, placing the washboard back in its holder.  Malia had finished about an hour ago, saying good night to you as it was getting dark when she left. You wiped your face with a flannel, a slight sheen of sweat on your forehead.  You locked the door to the washroom behind you, placing the key in your back pocket. You began walking back to your room, located on the other side of the sanctuary. You took a turn to the left, walking down the corridor that had the saviour’s rooms along it. Going up the stairs, you came to the floor that housed the wives and their rooms.  A pain of jealousy hit your heart, knowing Negan was probably with one of them right now.

You came to your door, before Simon sneaked up on you from behind, wrapping his arms around you in a hug. “Happy birthday, sweetheart!” he exclaimed, as you turned your head to look at him. That’s what you had forgotten; it was your birthday today! You didn’t really see the point in celebrating birthdays anymore, but you didn’t want to put a damper on Simon’s mood. “Thank you Si. What did you need me for?” You asked, just wanting to get a nice bath. “Negan wants to see you in his room, asap.” he said, giving you one last hug before walking off back to his duties. You started to worry a little, if Negan asked you to visit him, it wasn’t normally good. Last time, Dwight had been burnt by Negan. You couldn’t think of anything you might have done to piss him off, so you hoped it wasn’t anything negative. You walked further upstairs, onto the floor of Negan’s room. This floor was reserved for Negan and his top guys, making you intimidated and not worthy of being here. Negan’s door was placed at the end of the hallway, every step you took felt like a mile. You approached the door, breathing in and out before knocking firmly on the door.  

“Come in!” you heard him shout through the door, firm and blunt. You pushed the handle down, opening the door with a slight creak.  You popped your head around the door, seeing Negan sat at his desk, leather jacket placed on the back of his suede desk chair. “You wanted to see me, sir?” you addressed him, not knowing what your words did to him. “Come on in sweetheart.” He beckoned you in with his fingers; you feeling yourself swoon at his nickname. You walked further into the room, his eyes watching your chest swell in the tight tank top you had on. “Don’t be nervous, darlin’. I brought you in here because…” he started, opening one of his wooden desk draws to reveal a bottle of whisky. “I want your first drink to be with me.” He pulled the lid off with his teeth, grabbing two small glasses. He guided you to the couch, sitting at the side of you. He placed the glasses on the glass coffee table in front of the couches.  He passed you one, clinking the glasses together before you both gulped them down. You heaved at the taste, feeling the alcohol burning your throat. “Don’t worry darlin’, you get used to the taste.”


“So you were a teacher? In a school? With children? And you didn’t get fired, ever?” you asked in disbelief, feeling tipsy from the whisky you and Negan had been sharing. “Hey now, I was a good fucking teacher. I do wonder what happened to my students sometimes though, some of them were fucking good but others were fucking shit.” He confessed, downing the leftover contents of the glass. “Did they call you coach Negan? Or Mr Negan?” you giggled, picturing Negan in a sports outfit, playing soccer or basketball. “Always fucking sir, sweetheart. They showed me respect, just like you do doll. I like that about you.” He smiled, edging closer to you. 

“You know, being 21 now. I don’t feel any different; I don’t feel like a woman. I mean, what 21 year old hasn’t had sex before?” you sighed, not realising what you had let slip to your crush.  “You’re a virgin, doll? Oh my goodness.” He said, getting up from the seat. “Please, don’t treat me like a kid. Negan.” You sighed, walking over to him, grabbing onto his t-shirt to make him stay. “I want this, I want you. I have for a while but you see me as some dumb kid, don’t you?” you cried, letting the alcohol mess with your emotions. 

“No sweetheart, I don’t see you as a dumb kid. I see you as an independent, sexy grown woman. I’ve always wanted you, hell more than my fucking wives. I’ve imagined you in every position possible, but I didn’t want to act on it because of your age. I didn’t want to be the creepy old pervert.” He explained, his eyes burning into yours. “Well, lucky for you. I’m into older guys anyway.” You whispered into his ear, beginning to kiss under his earlobe. You heard him give a low growl, picking you up, walking towards the couch again. He put you down, spreading your legs so he could get in-between them. He placed his lips on yours, his beard rubbing against your cheek. Your fingers ran through his slicked back hair, as his hands grasped your waist. You ran your hands down his chest, and put them up his t-shirt, silently begging for him to take it off. He whipped it off, disregarding it on the floor, his full attention on you. He placed his hands on his belt, undoing it so he could get to his zipper.  

He began to slide his trousers down his legs as you took your top off, throwing it down near his t-shirt. You straddled him, feeling his hardening cock through his boxer shorts. He ran his hands up your back, unclasping your bra. As soon as your breasts were exposed, he took your right nipple in his mouth, sucking and teasing. You moaned, grabbing onto his hair. You broke away from him, so you could take off the rest of your clothes. “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this babygirl.” He gasped, pulling your naked body back on top of him. You put your hands down his boxer shorts, grasping onto his hard cock. He moaned, bucking his hips slightly as he lifted himself so you could slide them off his body. They fell like a pool at the bottom of his feet, kicking them off before climbing back on top of you.

 “Fuck, are you ready sweetheart?” he asked, you dripping with anticipation. “Yes fuck!” you begged, Negan admiring you from above. He slid into your opening, you fitting him like a glove. You felt a tight pain as he began at a slow pace, knowing he didn’t want to hurt you. The pain started to subside the faster he went, you easing more into it. “Fuck, Negan harder!” you moaned, wrapping your legs around him, allowing him to go deeper. “Fuck, sweetheart. You feel so fucking good!” he said, grabbing your legs from around him, placing them on his shoulders. You gasped at the new feeling, pleasure building up in your core. Negan could feel himself getting ready, not wanting to release before you.

 “Come on baby, let me see that pretty cum face of yours.” He growled, hearing your whimpers and moans bringing him closer to his own climax. You felt yourself let go, along with a loud shout of Negan’s name. “Fuck, sweetheart. Shit!” he swore, feeling him release inside you. He fell on top of you, making sure not to crush your body in the process.

“Fuck, baby. Can I propose to you now?”

1 - “Oh hell no! Not in MY bed!”
27 - “Whenever we’re together, I feel like at home.”

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Even after all the sleep deprivation Daryl’s laying awake in your arms, cuddling as close as possible with his head resting where your heart lays. It hurts you so much to see that strong man in this kind of condition.
Broken, even when not completely.
“I’m sorry we can’t go to Alexandria. I know you’re missing Rick and the others.” You mumble in his hair.
For a moment Daryl stays in silence until he tilts the head and his lips finding yours in a short, lovingly kiss.
“Whenever we’re together, I feel like at home.” He responds with a small, weak smile.
But it’s honest like the words he spoke, making you tear up and giving him another kiss.
It soon becomes more as his hands slide under your shirt, stroking and squeezing your skin in a gentle manner. A moan escaping your lips, getting hungrily swallowed by him as he settles between your legs, ready for more. Fingers tangle in his hair, his growing length pressing with need against your crotch as suddenly the door opens. Quickly he jumps aside, covering you under the blanket even when you’re still fully clothed.
“Oh hell no! Not in MY bed!” Jesus yells jokingly before sending you a wink. “Guess you’re not hungry.” …

Choke [Oneshot]

Chibs x Reader

Summary: Chibs comes home from a rough day. He needs some stress relieved, and the both of you know just how to release it.

A/N: Sorry I’ve been gone so long. Haven’t been too active on either of my Tumblr pages lately. Writer’s block is a nuisance! Hope to be more active now ♡

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Keep reading

Snowed in

Word count: 3,426

Warning: smut

Request: You and Kai get lost and get stuck in a cabin because of a storm

Getting asked to go on a trip to the mountains with Damon, Elena and the rest of them seemed extremelly fun. You could have used some time out in the opening and this one even included snow. It sounded like you would have the best time of your life, until you had found out that Malachai Parker was coming too. Malachai. Freaking. Parker. You have never liked him. He was always teasing you or making fun of you and when you were close to him, after only a few minutes and hearing him constantly talking about irrelevant stuff, made you want to punch him straight in the face. Even when he was eating, he couldn’t stop talking.

‘C'mon, it will be fun! We could hang out, play some games, we could totally, you know.. hook up, because it seems like you really dig me.’ Kai said and bit his lip and of course, couldn’t even stop himself from winking at you. You furrowed your brows and gagged on purpose, showing what your answer was.

'Ew, gross.’ You replied and swallowed hard, your heartbeat picking up it’s pace. The truth was, even though you hated Kai, there was such sexual tension between you and him and you couldn’t hide it. You wanted him more than anything and him teasing you has only added fuel to the fire. 'Also, who says 'dig me’ nowadays?’ He chuckled quietly and took a few steps towards you, his body almost touching yours.

'I know you want me.’ He whispered and brushed his lips against your ear, sending shivers down your spine. You took a deep breath and tried to calm down your breathing, but it seemed as if everyone in the room had noticed what was going on between you and Kai.

'So, I assume, you will change your mind now?’ Elena asked, showing you a mischevious smile and leaned on the door frame with her arms crossed.

'What do you mean?’ You asked, befuddledly.

'I know you like him. You don’t have to hide that from me. The sexual tension between you two is, whew, off the charts. I bet if there was no one in the room right now, you would rip his clothes off and-’

'Stop. Stop! Just, wow.’ Elena laughed as you turned around and walked out of the living room and straight to your room, closing the doors behind you. You leaned your back on them and sighed heavily, taking a big breath and exhaling slowly, making all the tension and thoughts go away.

'If you feel that frustrated, you should have just asked me to do something about it, I wouldn’t mind.’ Your eyes shot open and caught a glimpse of Kai’s tall figure standing only a few feet away from you, looking more sexy than ever. He bit his lip when your eyes met his and you couldn’t help but wonder what his lips would feel like on your body. What they could do to you and how good they could make you feel. You cleared your throat and cleared your mind from your thoughts, trying to focuse on getting ready for the trip. You walked over to the drawers, taking out some of your favourite warm and fuzzy socks, packing them in a medium black bag.

'What are you doing here, Kai? Shouldn’t you be packing for our trip? That reminds me, I can’t wait for us to be all alone together and braid each others hair, oh and maybe we could, you know.’ You walked over to him, tracing your fingers over his exposed biceps. 'hook up. What do you say?’

'Now that’s what I’m talking about.’

'I see you don’t understand sarcasm much?’ You rolled your eyes at him and stepped away from him, taking your underwear out of your drawers. Not even a second later, you felt his hands on your waist, his hot breath caressing your neck. You closed your eyes at the feeling as his fingers slowly traced your sweet spot and then pressed his lips on that same spot. You moaned quietly, his fingers finding your bare spot on your waist, his touch feeling like fire. You slowly turned around and found yourself way too close to him. Your noses brushed against one another, Kai’s hot breath flashing over your lips.

'When you’re around, it’s hard to understand anything.’ Kai whispered, his eyes piercing through yours, their blue colour making you go weak at the knees.

'Are you going to kiss me or not?’ You whispered, a chuckle escaping Kai’s body. You had no control of the words coming out of your mouth and you knew if he had kissed you right then, you wouldn’t be able to stop yourself and you would have ended going all the way with him. He slowly leaned in and just when he wanted to pressed his lips on yours, a knock echoed through your room.

'You ready?’ Elena asked behind the closed doors, making Kai step back.

'Um, yeah, I just, I’ll be down in 5.’ You shouted and at that moment you have finally snapped out of your thoughts. You pushed Kai away from you and walked over to your bag, putting other clothes in it, closing it and leaving the room withouth saying anything to Kai. You sighed heavily, your heartbeat slowing down. You would have lied if you said you didn’t like having Kai so close to you. His long fingers touching your body or how perfect his lips looked up close and how you couldn’t stop wondering if his lips were as soft as they looked. You wanted to kiss him more than anything and you weren’t trying to hide it anymore. You have been pushing him away all this time when in reality, you wanted him and him only and nothing would stop you from continuing what you and him had started in your room.

Ride from the Salvatore’s house to the mountains has been long and mostly quiet, that is, when the radio wasn’t blasting and Damon singing every freaking song that had played and that was going on for hours. You wanted to plug something into your ears and doze off and get lost in your small world without anyone interrupting you. Since you were sitting with Kai in the backseat all alone, you couldn’t help but look at him every now and then and admire how perfect he looked. His stubble, which you had wondered what it would feel like if you traced your tongue across his stuble or what it would feel like between your thighs. His fingers tapped his leg, following the song rhythm, but they also made you cross your legs. The thought of what they could do to you made you wet and made your heart beat a lot faster.

'Enjoying the view?’ Kai whispered, but his eyes were still focused on the road, as if he was avoiding to look you in the eyes.

'What? No, I was just looking how- amazing the- trees look.’ You blurted out and rolled your eyes at how stupid that must have sounded, but it was the first thing that had popped into your head.

'Sure, sure. I can’t wait to get in the shower when we arrive and wash all of this sweat off my body. With a nice hot soapy shower, sounds nice, doesn’t it?’ Damn. He finally looked at you and you got lost for words. His words got to you so easily and they made you feel like you were on fire. You wanted to kiss him right then and there, not caring that Elena and Damon were in the car with you. 'Perhaps you could join me.’

'Dream on, Parker.’ You trailed off and looked away, but deep down that’s exactly what you wanted.

After 4 hours, you have finally arrived and the place looked absolutely magical. You were staying at the cabin that had a full on view at the mountains that were slightly hiding behind the clouds of thick fog.

'So, I’m staying with Elena, Caroline with Stefan, Bon Bon and Jeremy and you, well you are with Kai.’ Damon trailed off, you eyes widening at his words. It couldn’t be.

'What? Can’t I just stay with Matt? How come he gets to be alone? Matt you wouldn’t mind sharing a room with me, would you?’ You turned around to face Matt, watching how he just shrugged his shoulder.

'Well, I-’

'No. You and Kai need to sort your things out. I don’t want you guys to ruin my trip because of your stupid arguments. Fix them and I’m telling you, being in the same room is a good thing. I guarantee you, by the end of this trip, you two will be best buddies.’

'More like fuck buddies.’ Kai blurted out, making you look at him wide eyed. You mouthed shut up to him and ready to protest again, but when you turned around, no one was there.

'Great. This was exactly what I needed. A guy who loves to take soapy showers and loves to tease the fuck out of me.’ You grunted, disappointment obvious in your voice as you picked up your bags and started walking towards your cabin you were supposed to share with Kai.

'I love how you’re totally different around them and when they leave, you’re literally tearing off my clothes with your eyes. I like that.’ He trailed off.

'Oh and, guys, we’re going skiing in 10 minutes, so be prepared!’ Elena shouted before closing the doors of her cabin again.

'Guess like you won’t have that shower after all. Too bad.’ You said and walked into the cabin while Kai was holding the doors for you, on purposely brushing your hip against his crotch, a mischevious smile flashing on your face. It was your time to tease Kai and this trip might have came in handy.

You have never skied before and falling on your ass a couple of times did nothing else but amuse Kai. Everytime you fell down, he was there. He picked you up but then his hand somehow always ended up on your ass, cleaning up the snow from your suit.

'You know that’s not really necessary. I can take care of myself.’ You said and tried to walk away, but the big skis you had attached to your feet haven’t exactly let you walk away from him that easily.

'Yeah, I know, but I just like how my hand fits so perfectly on your cute little butt.’ Kai muttered, his gaze falling down to your ass.

'I assume none of those girls were up for some action since you are that desperate to touch a female’s body?’ You asked him and showed him a small smile, taking off the skis off your feet.

'Ouch. You know, I know a lot of ways you could use that mouth of yours and none of them are you trashing me. Wanna try them out, sweet cheeks?’

'Sweet cheeks? Really?’ You asked and couldn’t help but laugh at his comment.

'I tell you what. Let’s race and if you win, I’ll leave you alone and if I win-’ he got closer to you and pressed his lips against your ear, biting your earlobe slightly. 'I get to do whatever I want with your cute little vampire body. It will be fun! Deal?’ He asked you as you swallowed hard, your walls clenching just at the sound of those words.

'Deal!’ You muttered and put your skis back on, ready to somehow try to beat Kai. The snow had started falling but that didn’t stop you from going. Of course, from the very begining, Kai was in the lead and somehow you had managed to get closer but just at the finish line, you fell down and tumbled, ending up losing both of your skis and losing to Kai which had meant only one thing.

'I win.’ Kai appeared out of nowhere and muttered, satisfaction in his voice.

'Great. Now, how are we supposed to get back up there, genius?’ You asked him and pointed up, but the cabin was nowhere to be seen.

'I saw a path not far from here. C'mon.’ Kai helped you up as you walked behind him, completely trusting him. When it seemed as if you were going in a right direction, you have figured it out that you have been walking in circles for at least half an hour. The weather was getting worse and your footprints that were in the snow, have disappeared completely. It was getting harder to see because of how hard the snow was falling and you were also freezing.

'Kai, we’re going in circles. This is not the right way!’ You shouted and looked around, hoping you would at least find a clue to lead you in the right direction. Kai stopped and placed his hands on his waist as he carefully looked around until his gaze stopped at one of the cabins in the distance.

'There. I think it’s empty. C'mon.’ He took you by your hand and led you in that direction. There was no light and it seemed as if no one was in there. You stepped inside, immediately feeling a bit warmer, but it was still really cold. You rubbed your hands together, hoping you would somehow get warmer and prevent your fingers from falling off because of the coldness. Kai found some wood next to the fireplace and lit them up, the warmth spreading through the cabin quickly. You took off your ski suit and remained in leggings and your favourite hoodie, your fuzzy socks keeping your feet warm. You wrapped your arms around yourself, rubbing them with your hands, warming yourself up. Kai looked at you and smiled. I didn’t take him long to get closer to you, his arms wrapping around your cold body.

'What are you doing?’ You asked him, you brows furrowing.

'Warming you up. It would be a lot faster if you took your clothes off.’ Kai muttered and chuckled, hoping to make you laugh and he did. For once, he looked at you with a sympathetic look and as if he wanted to apologize for getting you into this situation. You pressed your head against his chest and wrapped your arms around him, his heartbeat steady and calming.

'As much as stupid this idea was, I think it ended up pretty well.’ You looked up at him, admiring how beautiful he looked under the dimmed lights.

'As long as I get to be with you.’ He trailed off and locked his eyes with yours, his nose brushing against his. He looked down at your lips and not even a second after, he kissed you deeply and passionately, his hands desperately trying to get your body closer to his. You intertwined your fingers with his hair, kissing him like yoour life depended on it. He traced his hands down your body and over your ass as he picked you up and carried you to the bed not far away from the fire place, throwing you down and climbing on top of you. You tugged at his shirt and took it off, for the first time getting a good look at his toned torso. He pulled away from your lips and pulled your leggings down your body along with your underwear, your hear completely exposed to him. He spread your legs apart and traced his fingers through your folds, gathering your juices and brough them up to his mouth, devouring them as if it was his favourite thing. You propped yourself up on your elbows and got a perfect look at Kai’s face when he came close to your head and blew, his hot breath making your breath hitch. He licked your folds with his tongue and then started sucking on your clit, a loud moan escaping your mouth. You ripped your shirt open and unhooked your bra, grabbing your breasts and squeezed them as you played with your nipples while Kai kept sucking on your clit. He pushed three of his fingers into you, stretching you out, making you arch your back and moan his name out. His actions were so fast that you were starting to approach your orgasm a lot faster than you wanted. You grabbed onto the bed sheets and it took only Kai’s fingers to curl inside you as your walls started clenching and your body shaking under his touch, your eyes closing at the feeling. He swiftly pulled his fingers out of you and licked them clean as he stepped down from the bed, unbotting his pants and pushing them down along with his boxers, his hard lenght springing free. You bit your lip at the sight, imagining how good he would feel inside you. He climbed on the bed, but instead of climbing on top of you, he picked you up by your waist with ease and laid down on his back, placing your heat right above his face. You swallowed hard and before you could have even said anything, he pressed your hips down on his face, your clit laying perfectly above his tongue, circling around it. You spread your legs further apart and started grinding on Kai’s face, his tongue working magically on you.

'Shit, Kai!’ You moaned out and threw your head back, your hands cupping your breasts, pinching on your nipples. He pushed his tongue inside you and kept it there for a split second as he starting pumping it in and out of you and hummed, the vibrations making your walls clench. You grabbed onto the headboard, your hips still gringing on Kai’s mouth as you felt yourself coming close to another orgasm. Just when you started feeling your high approaching, Kai stopped and removed you from his face. He threw you on the bed and spread your legs as much as he could and then in a swift motion, he pushed inside you, filling you up to the hilt, making you scream out loud. His thrusts were deep and rough and with every thrust, your breath hitched, his thich shaft hitting your spot every time he pushed in.

'You feel so tight around me, fuck.’ He cursed out, his hips relentlessly slamming into you. He reached down and started rubbing your clit harshly with his fingers, your orgasm approaching again.

'Fuck me, Kai.’ You moaned out loudly, arching your back as your orgasm tore through your body, making you dizzy. You already felt tired but you knew Kai was far from being done with you. He stopped thrusting and picked you up with his lenght still inside you and climbed off the bed. He walked towards the nearest wall and slammed your body against it, your legs instantly wrapping around him. He had a new angle to thrust in and it felt better than anything you have ever tried in your life. He placed his head in the crook of your neck as his hips kept sliding in and out of you at the same pace, his moans turning a lot louder than at the begining. You grabbed onto his biceps and dug your nails in them, but Kai didn’t care. He kept focusing on getting you to reach another orgasm and at that time, he was getting close too. He felt your walls clenching around him again.

'Fuck!.’ He groaned as you clenched around him and came for the third time, your whole body shaking and not long after that, he came inside you in hot short spurts, riding out your and his orgasm at the same time as his fangs sank into your neck, piercing your skin and your blood dropping down onto your body. He pulled out his lenght as both of you dropped down on the floor, his finger picking up a few drops of blood from your chest, licking them clean.

'I guess, getting lost with you wasn’t that bad.’ You said, your voice shaky, a drop of sweat rolling down your forehead. 'Can we do this again tomorrow?’ You asked, but he only looked at you wide eyed as his brows furrowed, but soon it was replaced with a cheeky smile.

'Oh, I’m far from being done today. Round two under the shower?’ He asked and winked at you as he picked you up swiftly and carried you into the bathroom and in the shower, his body already pressed against yours, ready to make you his again.

Dan x reader imagine Warnings- smutish 

Every time you put your hair in a pony Dan automatically thinks dirty thoughts. It’s like pavlova’s dogs. To him you gathering your hair and putting it in a high pony is a signal of you getting ready to give into his needs. It’s not your fault. Honestly, you have to keep your hair out of your face when going down on him. Nothing ruins the mood more than your hair tickling Dan. Or getting your hair in your mouth. As you gather your hair now you can see his little smirk forming on his face.

“Stop what your thinking. We are a couple hours away from getting home and there’s no way I’m getting on my knees in those bathrooms.”

“I can’t help. He has a mind of his own. Besides with your hair up and your pretty little lips wearing that lip colour I love. How does any man not feel his cock twitch around you.” You blush at his words. He knows you like the back of his hand and he is wonderful at using his words to make your mind run with ideas.

“When we get home I’m going to have to teach you a lesson about patience.”

“Hmm, orgasm control. I love the way you think.” Dan places a chaste kiss to your lips grabbing your hand to lead you to the next building your meeting is in.

No one asked for this. My mind just goes places.

  A Dream Come True


My first attempt at a RPF! I love Norman, but am nowhere near an expert on him, like I am with Jeffrey. 😜 So excuse my writing of him.

Jeffrey Dean Morgan x Reader x Norman Reedus

Word count ~ 3500

Warnings- a few swears, reader talks sex, nothing else in this part.

Tags~ @stileswolfi @magikat409 @jasoncrouse @nothin-after-79 @magpiegirl80  @omgitss0y @binegan @metal-xo @mypopculturediva @angelofthenite


 This was all new. A convention wasn’t anything I had ever experienced , especially one specifically for The Walking Dead, one of my all time favorite television shows. I always thought those conventions were for hardcore, borderline crazy, fans. Yet here I am, packing for my flight to Atlanta.

 I went all out, purchasing the most expensive “platinum” weekend tickets, I even booked the hotel that I had heard the celebrity guests were staying at. Only place I “skimped” on was buying only photo ops and autographs for my two guys, Jeffrey Dean Morgan and Norman Reedus.

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An Old Friend

Kai Parker x Reader
   (x Kol & Rebekah Mikaelson)

WORD COUNT : 2599

(Events happen a few months after TVD 8.16 and right after TO 4.02 …
Kai and Reader are having fun at the Mystic Grill when some old friends of Reader show up. Kai gets jealous and … - keep reading to find out :P )


*not my gif

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It was around 7PM , Kai and Y/N were at the (surprisingly empty) Mystic Grill sitting at the bar drinking and laughing. Y/N had challenged Kai to do tequilla shots. He always told her she doesn’t want to see him on tequilla which only made her want to see it more. Downside was as vampires their alchohol tollerance was higher than the ones human have , so they kept drinking. So far Kai was winning. Y/N looked at him , smiling. Kai grinned back and put his hand on her waist leaning in to whisper in her ear “You will loooose.” before kissing her neck.
“Even when I lose , I still win..” she had replied to him.
Suddenly Y/N felt someone’s presense close by. At first she thought it was the alchohol getting to her but then …
“Hey there , Trouble.” Y/N heard a familiar voice with an accent and froze in place completely stunned. There was only one person who called her that. Kai looked at her and then at the surprise visitor. Slowly she turned around and when Y/N saw who it was ,  a wide smile spread on her face.
“Kol ?” she leaped from her seat and wrapped her hands around the new comer. Kai finished his drink , he wasn’t happy they had been interrupted but tried to hide it.
“Oh my God ! How are you back ? I thought I’d never see you again after the Other Side disappeared…“ Y/N said excitedly.
“Mother dearest pulled me and my brother Finn back before it collapsed. Of course ,you know how my family is - she came back from the dead and tried to kill us again. …"Kol trailed off. Y/N’s eyes widened.
Kai cleared his throat and both Y/N and Kol turned towards him. Y/N took a step closer to Kai and he wrapped his hands around her , the look on his face clearly stating ‘Hands off. She belongs with me.’
“Sorry.” Y/N apologised to Kai , kissing his cheek. “Kai , this is my very good friend -”
“Best friend.” Kol interrupted.
Y/N smiled , “My BEST friend Kol Mikaelson. He is an Original vampire.” Kol smiled and nodded at Kai who pulled Y/N even closer to him. “Kol , this is Kai Parker … my boyfriend.”
Kai outstretched his hand , Kol doing the same and they shook hands ,  a few moments  longer than normal. Y/N took a deep breath… The situation was getting more and more awkward by the moment. Her eyes darted between Kai and Kol , there was a tension building in the air and she had to think fast before any of them did something stupid but before she had had the chance to speak …
“So , Kai … ” Kol started saying as he took the seat on the other side of Y/N “I hope you are treating Y/N with respect…” he said trailing off. “Because if you aren’t - ”
Clearly Kol’s time away hadn’t changed him at all. He had always acted like Y/N was his little sister , ready to protect her from whatever or whoever would ever want to hurt her.
"Don’t be mean Kol.” said a female voice. Behind him had walked in another old friend of Y/N… well , more like frenemy.  "I am sure if he had tried to hurt her in any way, Damon would’ve ripped his head off. You know how protective the vampires here are over their human friends.“  Rebekah said reaching behind the bar to grab a bottle with bourbon. Y/N and Kai exchanged looks.
"Hello Y/N … Y/N’s boyfriend.” Rebekah said nodding towards Kai who gave her a small smile in response.
Y/N tensed.  "Rebekah … long time.“ she said pausing for a second. "What are you doing here ? Looking for Matt ?”
“Not exactly but it would be nice to see him. Where is he ?”
“You might wanna try the police station.Ask for sheriff Donovan.” Y/N said shifting uncomfortably.
Kai whispered in Y/N’s ear “You OK?” Y/N only nodded turning her attention back to the Mikaelsons. Clearly Y/N wasn’t OK. The girl , Rebekah made her feel uncomfortable for some reason.
“Any particular reason you both decided to drop by ? Kol being here - I like … You ? Not so much.”  Y/N said , her voice slightly trembling.
Rebekah visibly got angry by the remark and reached for Y/N’s neck but Kol pulled her back as Kai quickly pushed Y/N behind him.
“Sister .. calm down. You don’t want to cause a scene , do you Bex ?” Kol said calmly.

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