Summary: Chuck bets Reggie five hundred dollars to hook up with you, his tutor, and the outcome leaves you heartbroken.
Warnings: smut, fingering, cussing, unprotected sex, Reggie being a complete fuckboy, complete filth
Requested by anon:
“Hey Can you do a Reggie imagine where his bet that he couldn’t get the reader to go out with him. The reader is really pretty and awkward. So he tries and eventually falls in love with her. With a really fluffy ending. I know it’s cliché, haha.”
I kind of strayed off from the request, hope that’s okay! I might do a second part where it’s fluffier though!
It was a normal day at Riverdale High. Reggie was walking down the hallway with his boys at his side like they always do in the morning. Reggie, on the outside, was the definition of a fuckboy. He was the new captain of the football team which inflated his ego even more and when he went partying, he went home with a different girl every time. You didn’t know him personally, but he had that reputation and his friends were the same way.
“Hey, Mantle,” Chuck said approaching Reggie at his locker, and placed his hand on Reggie’s shoulder before continuing, “Where were you last night? You missed a wild night of 7 minutes of heaven at the party last night.”
“Damn, I wish I was there. My mom is making me go to tutoring lessons, or I have to quit the football team.” Reggie scoffed, rolling his eyes as he closed his locker and leaned against it.
Chuck laughed lightly, “You should have skipped it last night. Cheryl’s party would have been ten times better than listening to some nerd go off by algebra.”
“I don’t know about that man; my tutor is pretty hot.” Reggie looked up and bit his lip trying to hold in a smirk.
“Oh, I get it now, Reggie has a thing for smart girls. Who is she?” Chuck inquired while slapping Reggie on the shoulder, laughing.
Reggie said your name and Chuck gave him a look, “Really, I heard she is hard to get with like she has never hooked up with one of the guys before.” Chuck was saying that you hadn’t shown up in their Playbook which was peculiar since most girls at Riverdale High have shown up at least once.
“I don’t know about that dude. You should have seen the way she was on me last night. We didn’t go very far, but I don’t think it would be hard to tap that.” Reggie was straight up lying to Chuck. You had not done anything at all, and you were not all over him like he was letting on. You were so wrapped up in the material you were trying to teach him, that you had just brushed off his flirts. This, of course, hurt Reggie that you had shown little interest in him, so it led him to lie about it to make himself feel better.
“Really, Mantle?” Chuck raised his eyebrow with a look of challenge in his eyes, “Well, I bet you can’t go all the way by the end of the football season.”
“Are really doubting me, Chuck? That hurts my feelings.” Chuck shrugged in response with the same look of mischief in his eyes, “Okay, I’ll take that bet, but when I do, you owe me five hundred dollars.”
“Deal Mantle,” Chuck said in confidence as he looked Reggie in the eyes.
That encounter had been seven days ago and ever since Reggie had been basically attached to your hip; he followed you around school and sat beside you in every class you had together, and you had no idea why he is suddenly being so clingy.
You were the opposite of the girls Reggie would go for. You were the quiet, shy girl who would sit in the front of the class eager to learn. You never went to parties or drank or even wore revealing clothing. You were the definition of a good girl.
However, you weren’t naïve. You knew when Reggie was coming on to you, and it left you flustered to no end, but you never let it show. Whenever he leaned against you to point at something in the textbook, your heart started to beat a million beats per second. Your body was betraying you. You had no wish to get with Reggie, but whenever he put his hand on your knee in class, you couldn’t help but feel butterflies in the pit of your stomach.
This tutoring session was no different than usual, however, Reggie was coming on to you strong. When you walked into Reggie’s empty house, he led you into his bedroom which was strange because you usually study in the kitchen.
You sat down on Reggie’s bed and started to open your textbook, “I was thinking that we could start with number-“
“Actually, tonight can we start with Chemistry” He inquired with a sly look on his face.
“Oh, I didn’t bring my chem books, but if you have yours then, of course, we could.” You were slightly confused as Reggie’s mom said that he only needed help in math.
Reggie scooted closer to you so your thighs were touching and his face was a couple of inches from yours, “No, I’m not talking about the subject, but the chemistry between you and me.”
The combination of Reggie’s smirk and his words had you completely shocked and your mouth was slightly open with fragments of words coming out.
“C’mon I see the way you look at me when I scoot closer to you. I know you feel something between us.” Reggie was inching his face closer with every word that left his mouth and you weren’t stopping him.
Reggie stopped centimeters from your lips and you felt his ragged breath fan against your face, “Don’t tell me don’t.” With that, you crashed your lips against his.
His lips were soft and plump against yours, and the kiss was full of urgency. Reggie swiped his tongue on your bottom lip before you opened your mouth and his tongue plunged in, exploring every inch. When Reggie finally pulled away, you were panting, but he seemed unaffected as he still had a smug smirk on his face.
He pushed you down on his bed and climbed on top of you while connecting his lips to your neck. You arched you back into the bed and let out a soft moan as his lips traveled to your sweet spot on the base of your neck.
“Babygirl, I’m going to make you feel so good.” He hummed as he pulled the collar of your classic white t-shirt lower to expose the top of your breasts.
You lifted off the bed slightly to pull your fitted shirt off your body so you were left in a nude lace bra. If you knew this would be happening tonight, you would have put on sexier underwear, but you were glad you decided to wear matching panties even if they weren’t the sexiest pair you owned.
“Damn, you’re so hot.” Reggie hummed against your skin as he dragged his lips down your torso. He tugged on the top of your jeans, signaling you to lift your butt up to help him undress you. You did as he wanted but pouted, “You’re wearing too much clothing.”
Reggie laughed under his breath and pulled his shirt over his head and gave you a look as to say, “Is this better?” You shook your head as you leaned up and started to work at his belt.
“No princess, not yet,” Reggie said with a teasing tone and pushed you down on the bed.
His lips attached to the top of your breasts again and the way he was sucking on them, there would surely be bruises there the next day. You laced your fingers in his hair, pulling slightly and Reggie let out a deep moan in response.
Reggie kept peppering kisses up and down your torso, but as soon as he would go down farther, he would stop and go back up. “Reggie, stop teasing me, I need you.” You whined.
“Use your words, tell me what you want.” Reggie coaxed as he brought his head up to yours to look in your eyes.
“Reggie,” You pleaded but he gave you a serious look, “I want your fingers.”
“Where?” Reggie teased, “Where do you want my fingers?”
You squirmed around and gave him a look of pure need before stating, “In my cunt. I need your fingers in my cunt please, Reggie.”
“Your wish is my command,” Reggie said biting his bottom lip before pulling your panties to the side and plunging one finger into your soaking cunt. You let out a low grunt as he went knuckle deep. When the grunt left your lips, Reggie added another finger, and you moaned his name loudly.
He started to pump his fingers and you felt a small knot form in the pit of your stomach, “Tell me how this feels baby.”
“It feels fucking amazing, don’t stop, please.” You stuttered as you couldn’t think straight with pure pleasure clouding your brain.
Reggie bent his fingers up into your cunt and he hit your sweet spot. Your body jerked up as he assaulted that spot and a mix of cuss words and his name left your mouth.
“Fuck, Reg, I’m close.” You panted and you barely finished your sentence before you felt an emptiness where his warm fingers were. You started to whine as you opened your eyes to see Reggie fully exposed and on top of you.
“I want you to come around my cock tonight, Babygirl,” Reggie said in a dark tone before lining himself up with your entrance.
He looked into your eyes almost to ask if you were ready before slowly pushing his large member into your cunt. Your mouth fell open as he stretched your walls out, and he didn’t start moving for a few seconds to let you adjust to his size.
He started out moving slow and as your moans got louder, it encouraged him to go faster. He started to slam into you and you swore you could see stars. You could tell he was also feeling the same intense pleasure as his eyebrows were scrunched and he had a look of concentration on his face.
“I’m close Reggie, fuck.” You moaned and placed your head into the crook of his neck.
A couple more thrusts later, Reggie was as close as you were as he became more vocal, saying your name and how much you felt good wrapped around him.
“Come for me baby, shit.” He mumbled into your ear and his words sent you over the edge. An intense feeling of pleasure took over and your orgasm pulsed through your whole body.
Not soon after had Reggie also let go into you. He continued to sloppily thrust into you so you both could ride out your orgasms.
Reggie rolled off your body and laid next to you, out of breath, “Fuck, that was amazing.”
You smiled to yourself as you let out a hum in agreement.
The next day, you were glowing. You never had felt so good; you were having a good hair and skin day and woke up in a great mood. The only slightly bad thing was that you had left your textbooks at Reggie’s house because you weren’t focused on your books at all when you left his house at midnight last night.
You decided to find Reggie before class started to see if he had brought your books with him to school. You went straight to the boy’s locker room since that’s where all the football players went before class started.
However, you stopped yourself before walking in when you heard Reggie’s voice.
“Where is my five hundred dollars?” Reggie said to someone you couldn’t see.
“What? No way you hit that this quickly.” It was Chuck Clayton, one of Reggie’s best friends. Why did Chuck owe him that much money, you thought?
“Dude, all I had to do was say some shit like “don’t you feel the connection between us” and she was putty in my hands.” Reggie laughed and you felt your heart break, but couldn’t bring yourself to stop listening.
“Damn, Mantle. Was she any good? Should I go for her next?” Chuck said and you felt a tear fall down your cheek.
“She was basically begging me to fuck her, and when I finally did, she was tight as fuck. Honestly, 10/10 would fuck again. She’s still my tutor, so I think actually might.” You heard both boys laugh and footsteps heading toward the door.
At the last second, you ran down the hallway, tears blurring your vision. You didn’t care if anyone saw you crying, you were so upset with yourself that you had fallen for Reggie’s tricks.
Reggie had put a price tag of a measly five hundred dollars on you and you played into his trap. He was five hundred dollars richer and you were completely blindsided and heartbroken.
a/n- school is officially out for me so expect a lot more imagines for the next couple of months. Also, don’t forget I’m always taking requests so send some to my inbox if you want something specific! I think I might start trying to upload twice a week, once on Sunday and on Thursday. One day would be an imagine and the other would be part of a fic! So send me what you think of this schedule and also how you liked this imagine because I love when I get your feedback!
“Oh sorry, Tony was hit by a spell last week which makes him think he is literally Iron Man, you know, a superhero fighting crimes using an iron that sort of things. Even though we locked down his suits just in case, it seems he still keep superhero-ing in his own way as always. HE IS IRON MAN. Nothing can change that.”
”And he is so cute right?”
“… SHUT UP QAQQQQ”
Just imagine Tony being Iron Man, LITERALLY. LOL. I can’t help but imagine him ironing villains until they surrender hahaha. But still of course Steeb would find his (boy)friend cute as always ;D
I got an ask for possessive Steve, which is one of my fave tropes <3 Bring on the fics :) I tried to focus specifically on possessive Steve, and not really jealous Steve, although I would totally be up for doing a Jealous Steve rec, haha. Check out my A/B/O reclist, since I imagine possessive Steve overlaps in some of those fics too, and @sabrecmc‘s possessive Steve recs :D
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Love a Man in Uniform by orphan_account: Nothing but an authentic Captain America uniform will do for Tony’s Halloween costume, and luckily for Tony, he knows exactly where he can find one. Steve’s reaction to finding out that his uniform has been appropriated is a little different than Tony expects, though.
His Mark on Your Skin by nightwalker (@onemuseleft): So he gets the tattoo. For Steve, who likes to see Tony marked. But also for Tony who likes to be marked, to be reminded in that visceral, physical way that he’s Steve’s now.
His For All The World by queerlyobscure (softestpunk): As a drunken 21-year-old, Tony got a tattoo. As a sober 42-year-old, he’s finally in a position to show it to the person it was in honour of. Or, how Steve discovered that Tony has a tattoo of his shield on his butt, and what he did about it.
Captain America’s Stamp of Approval by Neurotoxia (@neurotoxia): Tony Stark, rampant Captain America fanboy that he is, got a tramp stamp of Cap’s shield during a drunken night out at university. It’s been there for so long he kind of forgets he has it until decades later when he finally has a chance to get frisky with Steve. Right there, Tony remembers that he’s the once proud owner of a Captain America tramp stamp.
Push by zams: Tony likes to push. Steve really thought Tony would be the possessive one.
But Steve found himself constantly wanting Tony near so he could reach out an arm and remind himself that Tony was still there. Constantly wanting to keep Tony in bed so Steve could hear more of the beautiful noises that he pulled from Tony’s throat as Steve moved inside him. Constantly wanting to see Tony in nothing but Steve’s too-big shirts so that Tony would always smell like him.
Sing the Body Electric by georgygirl (@georgygirl-247): When a well-meaning nutcase from the cosmos determines that Steve and Tony have one of the strongest soul bonds she’s ever sensed, she takes it into her own hands to ensure that Steve and Tony are able to have what she believes every soul-bonded couple wishes — and is made — for.
Too bad she doesn’t tell Steve and Tony about this before she weaves her little magic spell. Now, Steve and Tony are forced to come to terms with the fact that the week Tony spent as a woman was not as harmless an exercise as they’d originally thought. And there’s no easy way to fix it. (Mpreg)
Party girls don’t get hurt by sirona: Steve never slept under the ice. Howard found him, and got him back, and Steve married Peggy, and Howard married Maria, and then there was Tony. This is the story of Tony growing up with Steve very much present in his life, and everything that changed because of it - and some things that didn’t.
Catechism by manic_intent: Inspired by fanart seen on tumblr, this is an End of Days story, with all the Avengers as Archangels. Tony had always known that he was a special snowflake. He just hadn’t realized exactly how special.
As We Dream By the Fire by laudatenium: It’s Christmas in Malibu, Crew 91 has taken over, and people are assholes. But Steve loves Tony, and is wearing his dress uniform. Things aren’t so bad.
Nobody Panic, Everything’s Fine by itsallAvengers (@itsallavengers): Steve doesn’t get jealous. He doesn’t. Honestly.It’s just…well- Tony’s been spending an awful lot of time with a new employee. Who’s smarter than him. And funnier. And more interesting and generally a better match for Tony than he ever would be. But he’s not jealous. Honestly.
Dare To Tease by XtaticPearl (@xtaticpearl): Steve thought he was doing an excellent job of teasing Tony and riling him up into a mess of want. It would be only days before he would finally give in. What he didn’t expect is for Tony to turn the tables on him and Natasha to help Tony. One Truth or Dare game is all it takes for Tony to completely wreck him. In the good way, of course
What about us? by gottalovev (@gottalovev): Don’t get Steve wrong: he is grateful Star-Lord and his crew joined the fight against Thanos. The blatant flirting with Tony, though? He doesn’t like it at all. (post CA:CW future-fic)
You’d known Philip for a long time. He was your best friend since you were little so you had practically grown up together. There were lots of play dates that your parents found endearing and adorable pictures of just the two of you.
In each one, you were smiling wide with your arms wrapped around one another or at least touching each other in some way.
Your mom and dad always teased that you were destined to be a Hamilton. You always blushed at the thought of you and Philip getting married, but you had never fully tossed it aside. He was wonderful, kind, and loyal. He’d make someone very happy someday.
They’re more responsible than me, LOL but I respect that. Smart artists who are interested in understanding the “how”. Generally level-headed people who know how to laugh. A solid ramble partner in crime. We can talk about things happily and intensely for hours which I really appreciate. When they’re passionate and it’s possible, the results are mind-blowing. They’re funny and loud when we’re together. The one who keeps my feet on the ground. And after you rest, my adventure buddy of choice. My best friend.
ISFJ - cutest type award
Hardworking, adorable humans. They’re some of the people I fear the least in the world because they just give off that kind of friendly but relaxed vibe around people. Considerate and quiet but open up around their friends. My pen pal and mom friend. They keep a distance like I’ve noticed with INFJs. I see one of them travelling and taking cute pictures all the time, but they are also extremely diligent (to the point of exhaustion) in their work ethic. A good person that I wish the best for.
ENFJ - hall of famer award
Can be judgmental to a fault sometimes, but they have high standards that they live by to an impressive extent. Always seems to be the one who cares the most about how people are feeling, checks on the one who feels down and picks up on it like magic. Popular from what I’ve seen, with charismatic energy and good taste. I think they’ve developed their functions well since they have a good balance of the emotional and concrete. Wants to see the world and feel the vibe.
INTJ - guru award
An interesting type for sure. We’re pretty different, but it’s intriguing, not frustrating. Needs space to process but until then is willing to sit with you and respond to conversations, especially if interested in the topic. Knowledgeable and straightforward, humorous and talented. I feel like you can learn a lot from them. Practical in their actions and words. If you don’t know about their silly streak, get ready. It’s one of my favorites.
INFJ - cup of tea award
Their minds are imaginative and yet grounded enough for me to vote them among the most likely of my friends to have a successful future. They’re sweet and studious, though they won’t tell you everything they’re thinking, and often the negative stuff escapes your immediate attention. Internally oriented and deep, and if opened up to you, surely a lifelong friend. Most likely to drink tea with you honestly, haha!
ISTJ - sure and true award
The ISTJ is your salt buddy with a sarcastic sense of humor. Honestly the best when I want to have a good laugh. They’re steadfast and logical, extremely intelligent, and focused on accomplishing their goals. They’re calm but have a good sense of humor and have some of the best smiles. Hard workers who are loyal. I know one who helped nurse a friend back to health and has often been able to perform well even under undeserving stress. A truly good person.
ENFP - bubbly award
Firecrackers who value close personal relationships more than anything. They talk through their concerns and are often very energetic and idealistic. Dream big and dream loud. Can be emotion-driven, and in need of processing time as well as a good amount of adventure. Often witty and, if they like you, going to tell you about their day in fantastical detail. Wear their hearts on their sleeves and see the world in maybes and could bes.
INFP - goals award
Supportive and does well at what they dedicate themselves to. Expect contemplative and sassy banter. An encouraging confidant, they lead with my auxilary function and are more of a processor first and a think out loud creator next, but neither is worse for the wear. Has chill comparatively haha and is refreshingly civil. Has a mind that’s aimed at all kinds of artistic endeavors. 10/10 would relax with again.
A/N: Hi everyone! I was finally able to write another imagine! This wasn’t requested though, the idea just suddenly popped into my head and I just ran through with it haha. I’m gonna get the requests started so that I can post them soon and re-open my ask box for more requests. I hope you enjoy this one. It’s a bit short and straight to the point lol.
Overview: Reader likes Zach. Zach likes reader. Their friends think they should date and they all end up playing spin the bottle. What could possibly go wrong? Or perhaps, what could possibly go right?
“Hey Y/N, you should totally come to Jessica’s party later.” Justin says as he nudges my arm.
“Hmm, yeah sure I guess. I mean I don’t have anything to do tomorrow anyway so sure, I’ll come.” I reply with a small smile.
“Really!? That’s great!” he replies his fists throwing up in the air in joy.
“Calm down Justin. Uhm, who else is coming?” I ask and let out a laugh.
“Just the usual, Hannah, Clay, Sheri, Alex, Monty, Tony, Jeff, Zach.” he answers.
“Zach?! Zach is coming?” I reply as my eyes widen in shock.
Zach, Zachary Dempsey. How do I begin to describe Zach? 6foot3 in height, dark brown hair, milk chocolate colored eyes, plump lips, nose accurately shaped by the Gods, and his smile, oh his perfect smile. He was the captain of the basketball team in our school.
Every single girl in our school swooned over his presence, you can almost hear their hearts race whenever he walks through the hallway. Almost all of the girls had a crush on him, and all of them had no chance with him, and that included me. Although he was this popular, social butterfly in our school, he still kept the right amount of distance to others, which made him seem mysterious and cold.
We’ve always been close, and he was one of the people I often share my secrets too. In our group of friends, Zach and I always get teased. They’d always tell us that we should go out, we should date each other and stuff like that, but for some reason it never actually happens. I’ve heard some of my friends say that he liked me, and I mean like, like, not as a friend but as something more, but I just ignore them. I mean, yeah, I like him too, but I’m just not the kind of person to make the first move. I kind of like what we have now, we’re really close, special friends and I like how comfortable I am whenever I’m with him.
Everytime he’d flash his smile at me, everytime I’d tease him because he’s abnormally tall for his age, everytime he’d give me a back hug, everytime he’d feed me food when I’m busy, everytime he’d whine when I beat him in a video game, all of the little things made me fall more and more in love with him everyday. It’s just a shame that I can’t confess to him and that he hasn’t tried telling me what he feels too, if ever he did feel anything for me.
“Y/N.” Justin calls my name.
“Y/N!” he snaps his fingers in front of my face as I awaken to reality and realize I’ve been staring blankly, thinking about Zach.
“Oh! I’m sorry.” I jump as I give him a faint smile.
“The bell just rang.” he says as he stands up from his seat and laughs at me.
“Oh it did? Ugh, sorry I was kind of lost for a moment there.” I reply as I stand up to get my backpack.
“I’ll see you at Jess’ later, okay?” he says as we walk side by side to leave the classroom.
“Oh yeah okay. See you later!” I reply as I wave my hand goodbye and walk to the other direction to my next class.
Your detention soon came to an end and you were quick to question the boys on their motives.
“Ask Jungkook. I don’t know why the fuck we’re doing this.” You should have expected such a reply from Yoongi.
Taehyung bounced into your vision, his rectangular smile present on his face.
“We wanted to hang out with you so we got ourselves in trouble on purpose!” He definitely seemed too enthusiastic for someone who is jeopardising his school records.
“You wanted to hang out… in detention? This is a joke, right?” Either they had completely lost the plot or were desperate to speak with someone they didn’t see every moment of every single day.
“Ignore Tae, he’s being stupid. The real reason is because Jungkook was worried that that girl from before would try to start something again.” Jimin piped up from beside a whining Taehyung, a cute grin spreading on his lips.
“Hyung!” Jungkook shoved Jimin with such force that he disappeared from your sight. Blinking a couple of times, you watched as he jogged back and playfully pushed Jungkook.
“What’s wrong? I’m just telling her what she wants to know.” A glare was what he got in return before Jungkook turned on his heel and walked out of the school gates. The rest of you took that as your cue to leave, following behind.
The boys had walked you halfway home before you all parted ways. When you had arrived home, you explained what had happened to your mother, who had received a phone call over your behaviour. She seemed to understand the situation better than you had initially thought she would and warned you to keep out of trouble.
Making your way to your room, you flung yourself on your bed and checked your messages from Areum.
‘Y/N! Are you okay?’
'I’m sorry you got in trouble for me…’
Areum was so sweet, it made you question how someone such as herself existed.
'I’m okay, Areum. I’ve got detention for a week though lol.’
Within a matter of seconds you received a reply.
'How can you be so calm about that!? You’re a perfect student.’
'I’m still a good student Areum. Now everyone knows that I’m not all talk haha.’
You could imagine the worried look that was present on her face at this very moment.
'If you say so… thank you for defending me. I don’t know what I’d do if we weren’t friends.’
'You probably wouldn’t have been in that kind of situation but it’s alright.’
She ended the conversation with a laughing face and you sighed to yourself.
Now to try and survive the rest of the week with Hye Mi.
The next 2 days of school were uneventful, although you were the topic of everyone’s discussions. You seemed to be the centre of everyone’s attention as well which made you mildly uncomfortable, mainly because it resulted in conversations being initiated with unfamiliar students. Speaking to new people just wasn’t a strong point for you.
As the end of the day arrived, you speedily made your way to your detention, arriving before Hye Mi and the boys. The teacher supervising the detention stood upon your entrance and beckoned you over.
“Y/N, I’ve discussed the situation with the principal and we’ve decided that you don’t have to attend detention for the rest of the week.”
Confusion spread on your face as you raised your eyebrows in surprise. “Um… can I ask why?”
She smiled at your confused face before nodding at you.
“Well… the thing is, we know you’re not a bad student. It’s just… you seem to be influenced by the wrong students.”
Wrong students? Surely she didn’t mean…
“Are you talking about Jungkook and his friends?”
“Of course. Who else could it be?”
Anger began to boil inside you and you willed yourself to keep as calm as possible. She was trying to pin the recent events on Jungkook and his influence. Did she honestly believe you couldn’t think for yourself?
“Oh I don’t know, maybe Hye Mi? She’s an instigator in case you hadn’t realised.”
“Y/N! That’s not the point. The point is we want you to keep your distance from the boys. They’re just trouble for a good student like you.”
You couldn’t believe what you were hearing.
“I have to keep my distance from the boys who stood up for me when no one else would? When no teachers took notice of the kind of bullying I had to be subjected to? If anything they’re the reason I’m more confident and I am able to defend myself more these past few weeks.”
She seemed shocked to say the least. Anyone would. You were known to be a compliant student who never spoke back and defied teachers. Despite your calmness when delivering your words, the anger that was poorly hidden was clear in your voice.
“They’re the only ones who cared enough to protect me… no offence Miss but where were you when I needed help?”
Rather than reprimanding you, she instead bowed her head in guilt because as much as she’d like to deny it, she was a bystander to the bullying taking place in the school.
“I’m sorry Miss but I can’t stop being friends with them just because a couple of teachers order me to. Contrary to popular belief this isn’t a prison. Oh, and they’re not bad students, just misjudged a lot.”
Seeing she had no more to say, you strode out of the room only to be greeted with Jungkooks figure leaning against the wall. When he noticed your presence, he turned his attention to you and smirked, satisfied with the 'speech’ you had given.
“Kookie…” Jungkook pushed himself off the wall and sauntered towards you, eyes never leaving yours.
Slightly crouching down, he placed a longing kiss on the corner of your mouth, making you stiffen. Retracting himself, he stepped back, his signature bunny-like grin appearing and a faint pink dusting over his cheeks.
“I’m proud of you…” Not giving you a chance to think of a reply, he drifted into the classroom leaving you standing alone.
“What’s up, Teach?”
His voice snapped you out of your trance and you reached your hand up to where he had placed a kiss.
“That… that jerk is going to be the death of me.” Your soft smile betrayed the annoyance your words held. Shaking your head, you shuffled out of the school and walked home, mentally replaying the scene over and over.
You’d like to think that the kiss was Jungkook’s subtle way of telling you that he felt something for you but you would rather not jump to conclusions. It was an eye opener, however, as it made you realise that certain interactions you both shared were ones that would imply that something was happening between the both of you. Thinking about these actions caused heat to rush to your face and you buried your face into your pillow in a pathetic attempt to calm yourself down.
Your phone chimed, alerting you to a new message and you all but threw yourself at your desk.
'Hey, what are you doing right now?’
The message was from Jungkook which caused an unconscious smile to spread on your face.
'Worrying about the consequences of my 'speech’. Why?’
'Just got out of detention. I want to see you.’ No matter how many times he was blunt with you, Jungkook never failed to surprise you. Switching into a seated position, you contemplated how to reply. You didn’t want to come across as desperate because you definitely were not but you didn’t want to put it off for another day.
You arranged to meet at the local park in an hour. No one would be there at this time so it would be just the two of you.
It wasn’t a date, in fact it’s far from one so why were you nervous?
You dwelled on this for longer than you had anticipated since you received a message from Jungkook, notifying you he was already there.
Dashing down the stairs, you told your mother that you’d be back soon whilst pulling on your shoes.
“Just be safe and call me if there is any trouble!”
“Tell Jungkook his sister in law said hi.”
You didn’t even have the time to snap at your younger sister. Your arguments always lasted minimum fifteen minutes, which you didn’t have to spare. Instead you rushed out of your house and speed walked to the arranged destination, spotting his figure sitting on one of the swings. His head was bowed but soon snapped up when he heard your footsteps approaching. Sitting beside him, you placed your hands between your legs and stared straight ahead at nothing in particular.
A comfortable silence settled between you and you patiently waited for him to break it.
“What are you doing to me?” Uncertainty washed over you at his question and you peeked at his face. He in turn lowered his head again and dug the heel of his timberlands into the ground, waiting for your reply.
“I’m going to have to ask you to elaborate Jungkook.” A deep chuckle left him and he turned his attention to your face, seemingly analysing your next actions.
“You’ve noticed how I’ve changed. How I treat you. There’s no way you haven’t.”
So this is what he’s talking about.
“Yeah, I’m not stupid. What I want to know is if it’s for the reasons I think it’s for.”
“I think you know the answer to that.”
That shocked you a little bit.
“Let me ask you again. What are you doing to me? Why is it everytime you smile I want it to be only for me? Why is it everytime you’re upset, I want to punch the shit out of the person who upset you? What is it about you that makes me want to always be by your side?”
You were sure your jaw was hanging wide open at the out of character things Jungkook was saying. Maybe, just maybe, you were interpreting what he was saying the wrong way.
“Because we’re best friends. Isn’t that what best friends want?” He scoffed at your sentence and for a second you worried that you had given the wrong answer.
“Cut the shit, Y/N. Are you trying to friend zone me or something? We could be more than friends. I want us to be more than friends.”
“You want what now?”
He stood from his swing and proceeded to walk to the spot directly in front of you.
“Are you that slow? Fucking shit, I like you! Maybe even l-lo… you get the fucking point.”
Today was just a day for revelations, wasn’t it?
“Okay, slow down please. Since when?”
A deep sigh escaped his lips and he glanced to the side, avoiding eye contact with you.
“I don’t know… it’s kind of always been there. You’re the only girl who understands me and would never hurt me. You’ve always cared for me even when I allowed other people to treat you like shit. Ah, I’m such a fucking loser.”
Running a hand through his hair in frustration, he turned his back on you pulling out a cigarette box. You didn’t know what to say, the words being caught on your tongue. So you done the first thing you thought of.
Pushing the swing back with as much force as you could muster, you allowed yourself to fly forward and all but flew into Jungkook’s back. Upon colliding, you wrapped your arms around his neck, his body breaking your fall. Bringing your head to the crook of his neck, you yelled into his ear.
“Smoking is bad for you, dumbass!”
Struggling to turn underneath your weight, he managed to rotate his boy and glare at you.
“You’re actually a freak. Did you know that? I don’t understand why I lik-”
Your warm lips connected with his in the heat of the moment, effectively shutting him up. His crescent eyes grew as wide as saucers whilst you shut yours in an attempt to avoid making your first kiss anymore awkward than it already was.
Soon enough you felt his hands on the back of your head, trying to pull you closer, if that was possible. Jungkook bit your lip harder than necessary and you yelped into his mouth. He took this opportunity to deepen the kiss and your teeth clashed several times. He soon parted from you, and instead just stared as if he was trying to commit all of your features to memory.
You grinned at Jungkook and hopped off him, lending him a hand and pulling him up. He returned your grin with half a smirk and dusted himself down.
“What the fuck was that?” You let a giggle escape your lips and shrugged your shoulders.
“I don’t know, I guess I felt the same the way.”
Vigorously nodding your head, you snatched his hand and dragged him out of the park.
“You know… I’m kind of hungry. Let’s get icecream.” He raised an eyebrow at your idea.
You spent the next hour eating icecream from a nearby shop before Jungkook decided it was time to leave and walked you home.
“See you tomorrow, babe.”
“Jungkook.” Your warning tone made him pout at you.
“But I need a nickname for my girl now.”
“Well think of a better one.” He smirked at your challenge for the umpteenth time.
“Fine then, princess.”
“I’m sticking with it whether you like it or not.”
Before you could argue back, he placed a peck on your lips and backed away from you.
“Oh my g-”
“Y/N! Stop standing there and come inside!”
You could only assume your mother had seen everything, judging by the excited tone she failed at hiding.
Waving at Jungkook, he winked at you before heading down the street and out of sight.
Now you just had to live through your mothers fangirling, possibly your sisters and then Areums.
A/N: Hey guys!! I’m so sorry to the anon who sent it, I’m sorry that I posted so late😅 But I still hoped that you had a great birthday!! Btw, I hope that you don’t mind that I didn’t add smut, I wasn’t really in a feel for writing that and I’m scared it wouldn’t turn out that well haha. I also just realised that I don’t really post on weekends and it’s because I’m usually slightly busy on those two days, I help out at an animal shelters on Saturdays and Sundays are usually family day so yeah…I’ll still try to post as much as I can though!! Anyways, enjoy!!!
Request: Hey doll :) It’s my bday hihi sooooo I wanted to ask for a Bucky imagine where you’re Buckys girlfriend but you’re very shy. So one time you visit him in the Tower and want to surprise him but when you open the door to his room you see him all wet coming just out of the shower. You get all flustered and shy again but Buck finds it totally cute. He then pulls you in for a sweet kiss which slowly grows more intense and you ask Buck to be your first that night? I hope this is ok :) ILY btw <3
You stared up at the tall building in front
of you, biting your lips in uncertainty as you hesitated to enter. What if he’s
busy? Should you enter?
Taking a deep breath in, you entered the
building. You had come all this way to surprise your boyfriend as he recently
had been so busy with his missions that he couldn’t come see you and you missed
him so you weren’t going to let this chance slip past you as you heard that he had
just came back.
He was part of the Avengers, and being part
of them meant that you won’t really have much free time and you hated that his
job requires him to put his life on the line. You knew that his life wasn’t very
peachy in the beginning, being the Winter Soldier and all, and that now it was a
lot better however you still couldn’t help but feel very worried for him.
As you stepped into the lift, you started
fiddling with your fingers as you sighed, feeling slightly nervous that the
team were all there. You were fine with them, it’s just that you get a bit
overwhelmed when there’s too many people, and it also sucked that you were shy.
“Oh, Y/N, hey.”
You looked up as the lift door opened,
seeing Steve pause in front of the lift.
“Hi,” you greeted, a small smile on your
face as you looked side to side seeing that no one was there.
Steve seemed to know what you were thinking
as he smiled. “Don’t worry, the rest are off doing their own things. You here
to see Bucky?”
A/N: A long ass random imagine where you meet him at Barcelona. Inspired by recent current events in SHawn’s life haha
babe. I miss you. » Shawn sighed into the phone.
miss you too babe. I’m flying in tomorrow though, remember? You’re gonna see
all of us.” Y/N replied.
know, I know. I can’t wait. I haven’t seen you in a month.”
smiled softly. She can practically hear the small twinge of pain in his voice. Of
course this was his dream, this was what he always wanted to do; but it wasn’t
easy being apart from your loved ones nevertheless.
okay I gotta go, we’re driving to the airport. I’ll see you in a couple hours!”
can’t wait to see you Y/N.”
sure you don’t mind coming to pick us up at 1 am? You got a show tomorrow, we
can just Uber to your hotel.”
no I want to come.”
I’ll see you Shawn.”
you love. I love you.”
love you too.”
hung up, a smile on your face. You had that fluttery sensation in your body
again, really excited to see him again.
Y/N?” Aaliyah called.
had gotten along very well with Shawn’s family at this point, they had welcomed
you very warmly. You often hung out with them, so flying to Barcelona with them
was no problem at all.
dragged your suitcase into the living room to find Manny, Karen and Aaliyah
waiting for you.
is up with these huge suitcases girls? We’re there for four days.” Manny chuckled.
us women have lots to bring.” Aaliyah retorted. You nodded in agreement,
birthday Manny! Almost forgot to tell you that before leaving.” You said all of
thanks Y/N! And you birthday is coming up too right?”
nice. What can I say, Tauruses are the best.”
You said, high-fiving him.
alright, let’s go shall we? The flight leaves in 2 hours.”
guys drove to the airport, you and Aaliyah hanging out in the backseat, taking
random selfies on Snap and making stupid Musical.ly’s.
gonna see these and piss himself of excitement.” You laughed.
I’ll call Geoff and tell him to record everything if that happens.”
guys got to the airport right on time, with a couple minutes to kill.
my god are you Shawn Mendes-“
You and Aaliyah both said.
looked at each other, about to burst out laughing.
what were you gonna say?”
Shawn Mendes’ girlfriend.”
“Oh then that yes.” You answered.
me definitely not.” Aaliyah replied.
my god aw, you guys are going to visit Shawn?”
so freaking cute honestly.”
my god I gotta tell my friend in Barcelona-“
we kinda wanted to keep this private- oh okay bye then.” You weakly ended as
the girl ran away without listening to you.
shit. But you know what do you expect, people will obviously recognize us.”
Aaliyah, you woke up the whole plane.”
of a sudden all of the drowsiness left your brain as you perked up. Indeed, on
the small screen it said you had less than twenty kilometers till the airport
checked his phone for the umpteenth time. 12:30 AM. Okay, that was a reasonable
time to leave at right? For the past two hours, he had been checking the time
and wondering when he should leave for the airport. He ordered a taxi big
enough to fit 5 people, and was on his way.
there, his smile of anticipation never left his flushed cheeks. He sped walked
to the Arrivals section and waited.
Shawn: You guys landed?
Y/N: Baggage claim!
Shawn: Aah see you soon!
Y/N: real soon x
his phone into his pocket and stood there waiting, fidgeting and tapping his
got everything? Do we have everyone now? Aaliyah, Y/N.. Hahah Y/N jetlag is
hitting you huh?”
I think I’m gonna go get a quick coffee. I’ll meet you guys at the exit kay?”
eyes lit up as he saw his mom, dad and sister. Aaliyah ran up to him and hugged
him tightly, Manny and Karen following suit.
stood back to the door as he reunited with his family.
“Turn around sweetheart.”
around and saw his beautiful girlfriend, hair up in a messy ponytail and
wearing a Harry Potter hoodie with leggings. She spotted him and her face lit
up in a huge goofy grin.
ran to her, catching her and hugging her tightly as she wrapped her legs around
his waist and her arms around his neck.
what seemed like a long time, he let her back down.
sorry I smell like airplane.” Y/N grinned up at him.
missed you so much.” He bent down and kissed her cheek. “And I like this
sweater.” He said, pinching her waist, causing her to giggle and writhe around.
started laughing rather loudly, kissing each other everywhere on the face their
lips could reach.
okay you want me to throw up in my mouth?” Aaliyah came in between them.
just couldn’t stop smiling, and pulled her in a tight group hug with Y/N. He
was so inexplicably happy.
eventually made their way out the airport and into the hotel.
yeah it’s two double beds?”
perfect, thank you.” Manny said, leaving the reception desk with two hotel room
keys. He joined Aaliyah, Karen and Shawn with his arm around Y/N in the lobby.
Aaliyah Karen, room 426. Y/N, we’ll leave you with Shawn.” He said with a small
well kids.” Karen waved, before going towards the elevator.
turned his head towards Y/N.
smirking at.” Y/N said.
let’s go, its 2 AM.”
yawned, sensing consciousness approach. Turning around, he saw Y/N; remembering
the events of a couple hours ago.
He whispered playfully in her hear.
chuckled, almost forgetting what it was like waking up next to Y/N. He moved
her hair out of her face.
gotta go to my dad’s birthday brunch.”
starts in half an hour” He sing-songed.
a really good Spanish food place.”
fine.” She said, sitting up. She yawned and stretched her arms.
smiled at her, hugging her waist.
only joking it’s in 2 hours.”
Shawn.” She groaned and threw her pillow at him.
Now that I’m awake Mister Mendes, why don’t you show me around Barcelona before
this lunch thing?”
and Shawn walked down the streets, hand in hand; soaking in the sun. Shawn
couldn’t keep his eyes of his girlfriend. His eyes wandered from her braided
hair, to her sunglasses, to her flowy dress.
you quit staring, you’re making me feel self-conscious.” Y/N giggled.
blushed, smiling stupidly back at him.
had breakfast at a little café.
love this place. And ooh free coffee on your birthday!”
“Which is in two days.” Shawn pointed out.
worry, I have a bunch of stuff planned.”
raised an eyebrow.
course! I asked around about what to do in Barcelona and made a list of things
you would enjoy.”
Y/N smiled. “Thank you.”
no need to thank me! I want to do this. Stop feeling like you owe people
something, Y/N. You are worth so much, you just can’t see it. But I do.” Shawn
looked at her.
I love you Shawn.”
love you too.” Shawn took her hand on the table and rubbed her thumb softly.
spent the rest of the morning walking around, poking around in shops.
had missed being with Y/N, missed witnessing her crazy self.
street act! Let’s go see.” She took her hand and dragged him to the next
a violin trio, and spotting the couple, they started to play the melody to “Mercy”.
laughed and started singing, quite off-key but neither of them cared.
around a bit more before approaching the street they were supposed to meet Shawn’s
MY GOD SHAWN!”
bunch of screams. You both turned around, spotting a flock of girls running towards
guys, so I have to go and be with them.” Shawn gestured towards you and behind
you. “But thank you, thank you so much.”
and held you by the waist and led you inside a colorful restaurant, dodging the
accumulating camera flashes.
“What? Oh it’s fine, I love your fans.”
too, but sometimes it’s just so much.”
“I understand. But hey- why why do you look so down?”
it’s just I don’t know, I love them believe me; but sometimes I just- I don’t
know I just need-“
totally understandable, Shawn. It’s hard being a celebrity and having everyone
know who you are. But at the end of the day, you’re living you dream and you’re
surrounded by people who love you. Including me.” You whispered that last
love you so much Y/N.” He hugged you.
love you too.”
it felt nice being together again.
also my birthday is in fact tomorrow, 3 days after Manny’S :)
So it seems last night’s Ancient Greek post bumped my little blog up to 400 followers x)
Anyway, I would like to take the opportunity to thank all of you, new and old, for sticking around. I really appreciate all your reblogs, likes, comments, constructive criticism, and general support and community. This blog is my happy place, and you’re a big part of the reason why :)
As you might’ve noticed, over the last few months, I’ve been working to grow my blog beyond a simple collection of things I like, and into a real resource for both Hellenic polytheists and Classics/Ancient Orient students. My aim is to build a bridge between modern polytheism and Classics, as well as between academia and the non-academic world.
The main things I want to work on are:
making resources accessible: back when I was a newbie Hellenic polytheist, I was frustrated with the lack of answers I was getting about hair-binding beyond “it’s traditional and prevents miasma”. I found my answers thanks to an access to resources, but I know not everyone has this. There is a gap between current academic research and practising polytheists, and I want to help fill it. I don’t think all Hellenic polytheists should become Classicists, far from it, but I hope to provide the community with accurate, up-to-date information which worshippers can draw from as they need. One of my current projects is to create a guide to ancient authors, where you can find which religious information, and what to know before adapting a certain author’s beliefs to modern practise.
making ancient studies approachable: there are many preconceptions about studying ancient languages and civilisations - that you have to be a genius, that everyone is pretentious and from the upper class, that the texts are obscure, cold and boring, that there’s no point in studying them because you won’t get a job and it’s all dead anyway… I want to help dispel these myths and show that ancient studies can be a fun, dynamic, diversefield and that anyone can learn. I have been working on this by writing help posts and introduction posts to Ancient Greek, as well as by recording a number of texts in the original language so people can hear them as they were originally spoken - alive, and human.
answering questions and offering help: as with any subject, even if I knew everything - which is a far, far cry from reality - I would be unable to share it all and make it all available. But if ever you have a request or an as-of-yet unanswered question, you’re most welcome to send me an ask. I will do my best to help you out. I’m happy to provide any level of information to the best of my ability, from the absolute basics (”how do I make my first offering?” “I don’t understand what a genitive is”) to more advanced stuff (”how do I scan trochaic tetrametres?” “where does the idea of hair-binding come from?”), as well as resource suggestions (”can you recommend any books about female poets?”) and general posts (”tell me about the Gods in Orphism”). However, keep in mind that other blogs are much more knowledgeable about certain subjects than me! Regarding Hellenic polytheism, for example, I follow a reconstructionist-leaning-towards-revivalist approach, whereas @baringtheaegis is closer to strict reconstructionism, and @pomegranateandivy and @iamagrasshoppermouse are witchier revivalists.
If you have any suggestions or want to collaborate on something, please let me know!
In any case, I hope that my blog can keep growing as a fun and welcoming place, and that I can contribute to the communities I belong to in a positive way. Once again, thank you to all 400 of you for hanging around - I know it’s not that big a number by Tumblr standards, but it’s a lot to me, and I appreciate each and every one of you.
So thank you, and wherever you are, have a lovely day!
So, a prompt! First, do you write for IronPanther and StarkQuill pairings? If yes, I might be back with more prompts for them, but I'd really like Stuckony where HYDRA sent the WS to kill Tony before launching Project Insight, so he can't somehow stop it at the last minute, as heroes are wont to do. He's sent UC in SI, because that's the only way to get close, but Tony, exhausted, trips and twists his ankle in front of him and dozens of witnesses, so he can't kill him yet. (1/2)
He’s forced to pick him up and take him to the med bay, being the security guard and visualy strongest. But he’s desperatly touch starved, and really like touching/carrying Tony, and he smelled so good and was really nice to him, so he decides Tony must absolutely never die and tells him everything, declaring himself his new bodyguard. Steve/Tony is established, and both are aware of Bucky’s feelings for Tony (before and after regaining memories) so they invite him into their relationship. 2/3
And Bucky is super confused, like, punk, we’re already in a relationship?? Keep up? And picks Tony up and takes his two fellas on a date! - ok, that was super long and detailed, sorry about that! I can just imagine it and it’s so cute! You don’t have to include all the elements, I realize it’s a lot, I just really need touch-starved Bucky imprining on Tony and the ‘we’re already dating, punk’ scene! Thanks so much! (3/3)
Haha, this is adorable! How sweet. :) I do not write
StarkQuill. In fact I’ve never even seen Guardians
of the Galaxy! I should get on that, haha. I can write IronPanther though. I
hope this lives up to your expectations! Keep an eye out for under the cut!
The Asset had barely even touched his gun when the Mark
tripped and went down in a flail of limbs and loose papers. He had to fight a
sigh. Some might think the clumsy marks would be easier to kill, because it
could be made to look like an accident, but actually it was much harder—they were
more likely to accidentally dodge attempts on their lives.
The Mark sat up, looking shocked. “Ow.”
“Sir?” one of the secretaries called, standing from her
desk. “Mr. Stark, are you okay?”
“I think so?” The Mark pressed his palms to his eyes, letting
out a sigh that betrayed deep exhaustion. “Yeah.” He took her hands when she
offered them to him and pulled himself up, letting out a little noise of pain
as he finally stood. “Ow!”
The secretary began patting him down, concerned. “What? What’s
The Mark batted her hands away. “I’m fine, Ms. Carmichael.
Just a twisted ankle.”
Well, if hc requests are open, I've got an idea! The RFA + Minor 3, playing drinking games. What are their favorite games, and any highlights to be shared? Like, Never Have I Ever, Drink when X does Y, beer pong, etc?
This is amazing GET READY COME ON AND SLAM AND WELCOMEJTORHTEJAM
*this turned into more gENERAL DRUNK HEADCANONS IM SORRY*
Terrible tolerance for alcohol
Meaning he gets plastered extremely easily and can’t even tolerate the taste like Vanderwood or Saeran can
“This tastes like nail polish remover…..” *squinting and grimacing and lord help the poor child*
For Never Have I Ever, Seven said “Never have I ever broken someone’s possession and not told them until months and months later” and proceeded to glare at Yoosung
Yoosung, of course, was the only one to drink
He drank shamefully
Because of his horrible tolerance, he usually doesn’t participate in drinking games unless Seven drags him into one
And by the end of the night he’s absolutely hammered, someone’s gotta help him walk cause he sure as hell can’t do it himself, and Seven’s usually laughing about it
He’s the sad and whiny drunk who starts to tell you about his childhood traumas with chia pets when you didn’t even ask
Usually stays with beer but is verrryy prone to getting sick along the night because of it; Beer before liquor, you’ve never been sicker. Liquor before beer, you’re in the clear.
And by the time Seven’s ready to drown him in shots, he’s usually already had beer. (You’ll notice that Seven is the “WOOOOOOO” guy at functions that involve alcohol)
So Zen prepares to hack it all up later and wake up with the worst hangover imaginable because he’s not gonna back down from a drinking game because he’s gotta prove his manliness so fINE SEVEN YOU WANT A CHALLENGE, MOVE.
Insanely good at Bite The Bag and Beer Pong
Has an average tolerance for alcohol? He won’t get slammed as easily as Yoosung but he’s nowhere near as tolerant as Jumin or Vanderwood
Zen is the happy, lovey drunk who just wants to be your friend (He is, shockingly enough, not the flirty drunk) “hhhey…hey..*hic* Where are we goin again..? OHHHH, upstairs” *drunken giggles* “forgoootttt”
Usually doesn’t like to drink at all? She has a pretty good tolerance for alcohol but it’s just not her cup of tea. And usually Seven’s idiotic teasing and comments don’t get to her but sometimes..
“Woowwwww look at Ms. Jaehee Kang being the wet blaaannnket, probably cause she’s not good at the games mehhh meh-”
A switch is flipped and Jaehee may attempt to drink everyone out of the god damn table
She is also INSANELY competitive with all the games, no matter what they are; A drunk Jaehee isn’t a very different Jaehee but she will in fact become barbaric with her competitiveness
*Wins a game* “WOOOOOOOO!!!! YES. YOU MIGHT AS WELL GIVE UP FOR THE NIGHT, IT’S ALL OVERRR.”
You can fight me on this if you want but Jaehee Kang is not a calm drunk
She is, however, horrified when she’s reminded of her actions the next day.
“I…I said what..?” She won’t look Jumin in the eye for the next week if he saw how she had acted while hammered.
Amazing tolerance for alcohol
He doesn’t stray too far from wine; sometimes he and V will settle for soju, cheongju, sansachun, and maybe even makgeolli.
It’s very difficult to get Jumin to play any of the games but one of the games he’s amazing at is Straight Face. (clearly)
He’s terrible at Drunken Artists.
Usually rolls his eyes and shakes his head at Seven’s rowdy behavior, Yoosung’s tears, Zen’s constant lovey-ness, and is downright shocked at Jaehee’s drunken state.
V always giggles when Jumin starts to pass the line of “tipsy”
It’s hard to tell for anyone except V when exactly Jumin is passing that line, but when he starts to actually get drunk, it gets a little obvious
He thinks waayyyy too deep into the simplest things and will talk about these things until he’s ready to pass out
He’s still straight faced, calm, and quiet, but he’s so baffled by the world. (almost like the Jaden Smith video; “sharks have been around for longer than trees……that one’s hard to believe but it’s actually true”)
The loud, obnoxious, overly confident, “WOOO” drunk
It’s almost like there’s no difference. You can only tell that Seven’s drunk because he can’t talk or walk properly when he’s heavily intoxicated.
Loves ALL the games BUT he does have some favorites:
Medusa, Slip It In *loves trolling guests with this shit*, Revolving Ping Pong, and Concoctions *don’t play this with him he is MERCILESS*
Will probably tease you if you aren’t drinking or playing any of the games, however, he isn’t an ass about it. He only makes quick playful comments and it usually isn’t hard to tell that he’s only kidding.
Now for his confidence
In his drunken stupor, Seven will most likely have to be talked out of doing ridiculously stupid things by his honey or by anyone who’s capable of convincing him.
These can be things like:
Streaking around the neighborhood, climbing things he shouldn’t be climbing *especially when drunk*, drinking even more when he’s already annihilated, cooking *he always thinks he’s some sort of Gordon Ramsey protege when he’s wasted*, and many, many more.
The giggly, flirty drunk. (Who would’ve thought right)
V doesn’t usually get drunk; only if he’s drinking with his partner.
If he doesn’t have one though, then he’ll only get drunk if he’s with someone from the RFA, and even that isn’t very often.
But if Seven can manage to get him drinking then V is ready to be your pal
“awwhh..” *hic* “wook at how cuuuutee..heehee..”
The drunk who denies that he’s drunk
Terrible at literally every drinking game imaginable but, since he’s intoxicated, he just laughs it off.
Every. single. loss.
“haha..did I winnn?!” “n..no, Jihyun..” “nnnnaaaahhh I think I wonnnn” or “awwwwhhhh that’s saddddd…eeee.”
NOTHING can drag a drunk Jihyun down, he is so happy. With his S/O, that’s where the “flirty drunk” characteristic will come out.
He’ll compliment you on absolutely everything through slurred words and honestly he’ll be having the time of his life. He isn’t wild, either. He’s a remotely calm drunk. (he’ll wake up with a killer hangover though)
“leave me alone” drunk
It’s often a little hard to tell when Saeran’s drunk *he’s really quiet and calm. Zoned out maybe* but he’s usually the angry drunk.
This isn’t to say he’ll go around picking fights with everyone at the party.
He’ll just get mad at literally…the dumbest things…
“Why the fuck is it looking at me” “Saeran that’s a succulent” “like one of those demons that comes to fuck you in your dreams..?…holy shit…hey..”
*talks to the PLANT*
He also probably has NO CLUE what’s going on half the time
You could be talking to him and fifteen minutes later he’ll slowly look at you like an old lady who isn’t wearing her hearing aid like “…oh did you say something…”
Wins the award for “Most likely to befriend an inanimate object while blitzed”
Don’t even attempt to challenge him
CAN AND WILL DRINK YOU OUT OF THE TABLE
Vanderwood usually only gets drunk if he’s having bad memories or he’s just feeling down that day, but
that’s not always the case. Either way, Vandy can slam drinks back like there’s no tomorrow.
It takes a l o t to get this man drunk
And he usually just sits there and people gotta check on him because he hasn’t moved for like ten minutes??? dude are you good???
Yes he’s good, he just zones out a lot when he’s drunk
It sometimes makes him really really tired and sleepy though.
He gets a little grumpier and is a bit easier to annoy than usual.
His alcohol tolerance is high while his tolerance for your bullshit gradually decreases with every shot that he takes.
Sometimes, if you’ll listen, he becomes the Venty Drunk. He’ll tell you some personal shit from back in the day that is very intriguing but also woah why was that brought up.
Depending on your reaction, he might regret it the next day
THIS IS FOR THE BOY WHO TRAINED SO LONG & IS FINALLY DEBUTING! GO JOHNNY, YOU DESERVE THIS, WE LOVE & SUPPORT YOU now let’s just hope to see the other undebuted boys soon too :/
no matter your height, I’m willing to bet that Johnny will tower over you (don’t hold me to this tho haha). the height difference is something he uses to his advantage. he likes putting all your things on the top shelf so he can laugh while watching you almost break your back climbing on things to get it.
but is also lowkey concerned for your safety
so even though he’s laughing his ass off, he’s also hovering closely enough by you that if you did fall, he could catch you
one time, you actually did slip but instead of catching you bridal style like he had always imagined, you landed on top of him, both of you ending up in a heap on the floor
always has to reassure you that “no, babe, I’m not dating Ten” bc sometimes tenny seems too real
both of you being mark’s guides for adult life but do not tell taeyong. you both know that mark’s not as innocent as “nct dream” tried to make him seem that’s a long ass ride
so if he hears some slang term online, you both tell him honestly what it means. and you even slipped him one (1) beer at his bday but he took a sip & handed it back
so he’s not that hardcore but he appreciates not being sheltered or treated like a child
seriously tho don’t let taeyong find out or else ur ass is his
“wow, that dj in LunAmber’s new song is pretty hot” ;)
he’s like “ewww gross” if you try skinship in public but in private he’s a clingy baby
“ok but who do you love more: me or yoona?”
to which he plays it safe & replies: “ten”
freestyle rap battles 24/7
in which johnny is so extra & praises your crappy beatboxing & lyrics as if it’s the greatest thing he’s ever heard
“broccoli boy, pass me the remote”
dance battles to r&b classics where you end up slut dropping while he’s twerking & the boys don’t even bother to ask if they walk in
showing off his piano & long, fast fingers skills
random skits where he’ll evaluate your fashion & either trash talk you or be so extra about how lucky he is to have someone so beautiful in his life
randomly picks you up and throws you over his shoulder
hugs where he twirls you around (until he trips & you both fall lol)
tbh he might have a daddy kink. he’s sunshine on the streets, a freak in the sheets. so sex where he picks you up then throws you on the bed, his tall frame making you feel small beneath him
he’s so supportive and extra though. no matter what you do, he’ll be behind you, cheering you on the entire time. he’s too young to be married yet & his career is only taking off about time sm but he does think of the future. he’s fully committed to you & you’ve both already talked about getting married, having kids, the lot. you have no doubt that he’ll protect and cherish you, knowing that someday he will be your husband
“ok but seriously, is there something going on with you and Ten?”
If Arthur were to end properly, with a final episode and everything, what would you like to see?
hm! good question! i’d like to see some callbacks to old episodes and old characters, just bringin em back one last time, though i don’t know how you’d pull that off haha. i’d like to see the kids graduate and move on to the next grade without mr ratburn coming with them because it’d feel more Final that way, you know? to show they’re all really moving on. the idea of a flash-forward to see what the characters are up to in ten or fifteen years or whatever is nice but i think i’d prefer to leave their futures up in the air so people can imagine what they want.
ALSO SONGS i’d want the last episode to have lots of songs