[A/N: The aftermath of that scene, smuttiness because we all needed it, this is only my second Bughead fic so I’m still finding their voices a little so please bear with me! The song used below is the song from that very scene, it only seemed right. Only briefly proof-read but I will probably go back sometime later tonight and fix any errors I’ve missed, hopefully not too many but I did make the decision to swap tenses halfway through writing this.]
I was broken from a young age Taking my sulking to the masses Writing my poems for the few That looked at me, took to me, shook to me, feeling me Singing from heartache from the pain Take up my message from the veins Speaking my lesson from the brain Seeing the beauty through the…
-Imagine Dragons - Believer
The worn leather nestles itself warmly against his neck, fingertips grazing against the frayed polyester cuffs and the smell of faded cigarettes and liquor envelope the air around him.
‘Juggie-’ Her voice wavers with uncertainty, the small smile that had crept its way into the corners of his mouth falls in an instant.
‘Sorry kid, I didn’t realise you had a lady-friend over.’ The broad Serpent chuckles throatily.
‘Uh, Betty-’ he offers lamely with an outstretched arm to the door, ‘my girlfriend.’
The Serpents in unison stretch to peer around the door, meekly Betty remains hidden, her slender fingers with periwinkle polish grasping firmly at the edge of the door with knuckles turning white.
‘My-my,’ smirks the leader of the pack, ‘don’t you just paint a familiar picture.’
Betty steps back cautiously as the larger man strains to get a better look, instinctively Jughead’s arm raises against the door-frame offering the bearded man a stern look. Taking a step back he rocks on the heels of his feet, his own hands raised in surrender and a curious gaze playing on his features.
“I can not emphasize how incredibly hot and attractive both Alter Saber and Jeanne are, gosh those outfits are just too good to be true. 10/10 would join the dark side. They can step on me any time they want.
Characters: Alter Saber & Alter Jeanne/Ruler 💗💗💗💗💗
“Well that’s something you don’t see every day,” Kayla noted
as they stared at a booth in the Houston rodeo.
“I don’t think that’s sanitary,” Austin mumbled.
But Will was hardly paying attention. He was looking instead
at the raven haired guy running the booth with a smile on his face and a jar in
front of him. He was… well gorgeous. His features were sharp, angled, exotic
even. His skin was a beautiful olive tone, his eyes dark, ringed with dark
lashes, his lips plump, his cheekbones high.
Will was completely swept away.
Suddenly two elbows jabbed into his sides and he yelped,
swatting his siblings. “Do you want to stand in line?” Austin asked with a
A scarlet blush filled Will’s cheeks and he scowled. “No! Of
course not! That’s completely unhealthy and… ridiculous.”
“You sure? Because I have five bucks in my jeans. You can
either get five pecks or one good make out,” Kayla said.
Blushing furiously, Will walked away, hands deep in his
pockets as he mumbled and tried to slow his heart down. His siblings fell into
step beside him, laughing at his expense. Will couldn’t help but glance back at
the kissing booth which was brightly decorated and had a very decent line.
A darker girl with tight curls surrounding her heart-shaped
face and golden eyes sat cross-legged on a chair beside the booth, calling out
for people to stand in line. There was a smaller sign under the one that read
Kissing Booth which said, “All genders welcome!”
He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t considering it.