he hiding his smirk

anonymous asked:

I love your blog your writing is amazing. I was wondering if maybe you could write about Betty and jughead having a secret relationship because they're just not ready to tell everyone but one day Betty goes to school with a hickey and everyone finds out about their relationship.

Thank you so much! You got it!

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It was the end of spring, cheerleading season was long over but the riverdale high baseball team was having their final home game, so the riverdale vixens decided to dress in their uniforms and support the team.

Spotting Betty walking down the halls in her blue and gold uniform, Veronica smiled.

“Hey vixen, forgot how good that uniform looked on you.” She winked.

Betty laughed “you’re one to talk. You were made to wear that skirt.”

Leaning up against her locker Veronica smiled at herself.

“I’ve got to say it feels good to not have to wear that turtle neck underneath our uniform, I feel free!”

Betty smiled

“Agreed, it feels good to let my neck breathe.”

Veronica nodded in agreement glancing at Betty’s neck, suddenly her eyes were wide and she was tugging the tiny top down even more if possible.

“What the hell! Veronica! What are you doing?!”

Turning Betty’s head to look into the tiny mirror hanging up in her locker, Veronica pointed at her neck.

“What is that?!”

Finally Betty spotted the offending mark Veronica was so concerned about.

It was a hickey.

How had she not seen that?

“Oh, I must have burnt myself on my curling iron this morning! I’m so clumsy, you know that.” She said laughing nervously.

Veronica stared at her with disbelieving eyes

“Sweetie, I know a hickey when I see a hickey. That’s a hickey.”

“Veronica, that’s ridiculous it’s a burn.”

“Betty, I’m your best friend. What are you hiding from me?”

Suddenly, jugheads lazy voice entered the conversation

“Who’s hiding things?”

Both heads whipped around and Veronica reached for Jughead, pulling him towards Betty.

“Look! A hickey! Do you know who Betty’s been seeing? Because I sure don’t.”

Jugheads eyes widened as he caught Betty’s eyes.

He quickly stamped down his panic,

“Maybe it’s a burn, Betty does use a curling iron a lot.”

“Thankyou!” Betty said quickly

“You two are ridiculous. I’m gonna find out , you know I will!” Veronica said before stomping away , leaving betty and jughead alone by the lockers.

“Don’t be mad.” He said quickly

“My neck Jughead! Of all the places!”

He glanced to the heart shaped bruise, marring her skin.

And unfortunately he wasn’t able to hide his proud smirk before she caught it.

Smacking his arm

“Jughead!”

“I’m sorry okay, I got carried away. It was that damn yellow dress last night. You know I love it when you wear that thing.”

She blushed slightly remembering the events that took place in her bedroom last night.

Jughead looked around quickly, making sure no one was looking, before he placed a quick kiss on her lips.

“It’ll be fine .I’m sure no one will even notice.”

That was the biggest lie of the year.

She had already been stopped by Kevin, Cheryl, and Josie and half the football team had been whistling when she walked past commenting on the hickey.

By last period, study hall, she was thoroughly over this day, and ready to go back to wearing her sweaters.

The gang all had this period together. So they usually spent it on a table outside.

Sliding into the seat next to Betty’s , jughead slid his hand under the table and squeezed her knee.
She smiled softly at him.

“Okay” Veronica spoke up “Kevin, Cheryl and I have gone over all possible suspects regarding the case of Betty’s hickey”

“Oh my god” betty mumbled, dropping her head to the table.

Archie poked his head up from his music book

“Hickey? Betty? What?!”

Kevin sighed “well there goes my guess, it couldn’t have been Archie if he didn’t even know about it.”

Archie was now leaning over the table trying to get a look at Betty’s neck

“I’m sorry. What?! Betty what the hell?”

Cheryl pulled out a notebook ,passing it to Veronica

“I had it narrowed down to dilton doiley or trev marrow, but after speaking to them I now know that it’s neither.”

“You asked them if they gave me a hickey?!”

Veronica crossed out something in the notebook.

“Well we know it’s not anyone on a sports team, we totally would have found that out by now, and the smart kids wouldn’t be able to do that kind of handiwork If they tried so they’re out. Who does that even leave us with?” Veronica said frustrated.

Suddenly everyone’s eyes shot to Jughead who was leaning back in his seat smirking with a shrug.

“Don’t ask me.”

Veronica’s eyes widened

“Oh my god.”

Cheryl slammed her hands down on the table

“Shut up.”

Kevin nearly spit out his water

“ Total plot twist.”

And Archie was just confused

“What, what do we know?!”

Suddenly Betty smiled, reaching for jugheads hand.

“Okay, now can we please stop talking about this.”

Jughead nodded

“As much as I enjoy hearing you all talk about other guys leaving hickeys on my girls neck, I’d rather we changed topics, thanks”

Archie dropped his book on the floor with a thud.

“Girlfriend?!?”

Jughead sat up straighter

“Yeah girlfriend. Is that a problem pal?”

Archie just sat back, glaring at his best friend.

“This is total breaking news, Betty Cooper and jughead jones. We have so much to talk about. I’m sleeping over tonight.”

“Me too.” Cheryl agreed.

“Me three.” Kevin nodded

Betty groaned leaning into her boyfriend

He laughed , kissing her on her forehead.

Three’s a Crowd (Part 14)

Member: Taehyung x Reader x Yoongi

Type: Poly Au, Angst, Fluff, Smut

Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4. Part 5. Part 6. Part 7. Part 8. Part 9. Part 10. Part 11. Part 12. Part 13. Part 14.

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Single Bed Part 2

Hey guys! So I will not be able to post any more of The Game this weekend, I am so sorry, I put all the blame on finals. As soon as I get it done, I will post it! Hopefully no later than next weekend. But a lot of you have been asking me to do more of Single Bed, so here’s another part! I hope you guys enjoy. Happy Sunday! 

Warnings: mission, injury, fluff, language, teeny weensy bit of angst

Summary: You and Bucky have to share a single bed on a mission and it prompts him to say what’s been on his mind for a while, pushing you to think about what he means to you.

Part 1

Originally posted by sithlordalice

After hearing Bucky’s confession and sharing your own secret, sleep hadn’t really been an option. Your mind was buzzing, trying to figure out how it could all go wrong, or maybe how it could all go right. You didn’t realize you wondered the night away until the sunrise started to peak through the curtains of the hotel room.

You picked your head up to look over Bucky’s body at the clock on the night stand. 5AM. There was no point in going to sleep now, the jet was going to take you home in a couple hours. 

You sighed and fell back to your side of the bed and stared at the ceiling. You played with the tag on the corner of the comforter, twisting and pulling it with your fingers. You knew that with the way the universe was treating you right now, Bucky would wake up the second you looked over at him and wonder why the hell you were watching him sleep. But you could only fight that urge for so long.

You shifted your eyes his way, like if your head didn’t move, no one could prove you were actually looking at him. You sighed, feeling completely ridiculous, and turned on your side to face him. When you did, you felt your heart leap into your throat. 

He looked peaceful, almost untouched. You were surprised he even trusted the world enough to fall asleep in it anymore. Looking at his closed eyes, you suddenly missed the blue, almost wishing he would wake up and look at you.

He was lying on his back, the arm closest to you held up behind his head, and the other one resting on his stomach. It was like he was unconsciously inviting you to move over a couple inches and lay your head on his shoulder and rest your hand on his chest.

Before that urge also became too strong, you slid out from under the covers and grabbed your suit to change into. You tried to think of anything else while you changed, and threw your hair into its usual pony tail. It reminded you of what Bucky had said last night and you decided to cancel the appointment you had made to get your hair cut next week.

While you made breakfast, you listed groceries in your head and reminded yourself you had laundry to do, and decided what to get the whole team for Christmas next year. Anything to keep your mind off Bucky. 

You set a stool next to the window and counted the cars passing by as you ate the eggs you made. Thirty-six, thirty-seven…

“You’re up early.” His voice was rough and low, tempting you to throw yourself out the window so you could continue counting the cars from there. 

“Yeah, I got hungry,” you lied. “Those are for you,” you said pointing to the plate of eggs on the counter with your fork, while you watched him pull his green sweatshirt over his head. 

“Thank you,” he said, sinking a fork into them and taking a bite. “They’re really good,” he said. You didn’t miss his eyes briefly widen a bit in surprise. 

“Thanks. I know that’s how you like ‘em.”

“Hm?” he let out with a cocked brow while he scarfed the food.

“I am your partner, there are certain things I should know. You’re weak on your left, you throw a good hook, you prefer a 22 if you even use it, you like your eggs over easy.”

He chuckled as he took your empty plate from you and started washing the dishes in the sink. “So, I’m weak on my left?”

Your grin was so wide it almost split your face. That was the closest he had ever come to making a joke. “Despite the metal, yeah.”

You saw him shake his head and hide a smirk. He turned off the sink and spun to lean on the counter. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Not just for breakfast. You’re a good partner, (Y/N).” He eyes studied the floor and his long hair fell into his face. He quickly pushed it behind his ear and you noticed the gash on his cheek was gone.

“Jesus, you heal so fast.” 

Before he could lift his eyes and question, you were inches away from him with your fingers tracing over his skin where a scar should be. He watched you study him with awe. He wasn’t used to anyone being this close to him, especially you.

“Is that why you did it? Because you would heal faster than me?” Your eyes met his as you spoke. When he didn’t answer, you continued. “I know you took that bullet for me. You shouldn’t have. I can take care of myself,” you said turning away from him and pushing the stool by the window back into its place at the table.

“We’re partners, we take care of each other.”

“No.” Frustration started to bubble in your chest like a shaken bottle of soda, and your voice was rising, along with your temper. “You take care of yourself first. You have my back if I need it.” 

“You needed it.”

“No, I didn’t!”

“(Y/N), that bullet would’ve gone right through you. It would’ve killed you.”

“It could’ve killed you!”

“Hey.” As always, his voice was steady, which infuriated you even more before you tuned into what he was saying. “Calm down, take a breath, (Y/N), it’s okay.” His eyes were suddenly soft, and his brow full of concern. You looked down at your comparatively small hands violently shaking in his, and watched them become a blur with unshed tears.  

“But you-you could’ve-”

“Shhh, don’t think that way. Everything’s fine.” He encased you in a hug, like a shield from the outside world. You wrapped your arms around his waist, depending on him to hold you up. 

“Bucky, I-”

“I know. Listen, you’re overtired and stressed about the plane. We’ll be home in a couple hours, okay? Just sit here, and I’ll go give our bags to the pilot.” He placed you on the bed like a rag doll and fished his suit out of his bag. “I’m gonna go change.”

“Bucky, can you just-”

“Yeah. I’ll sit with you.” he said, sitting next to you and pulling you to him while he ran his fingers through your ponytail. 

Sure, you knew how he liked his eggs cooked, but Bucky could just about read your mind. He never missed a thing.

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Notice Me [Chapter 11]

Originally posted by oompa-oppa

Final Chapter of Notice Me

Chapter 1  Chapter 2  Chapter 3  Chapter 4  Chapter 5  Chapter 6  Chapter7  Chapter 8  Chapter 9  Chapter 10

Series Genre: AU/Fluff/Smut/Slight Angst at times


Your eyes shot open as you saw Jackson hovered over the two of you, eyes wide and nostrils flared in anger.

“Shit!” you muttered, moving out of Mark’s grasp to sit up and look your brother in the eye.

“I knew something was going on with you two!” he shouted, pacing back and forth.

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Part 1- Carter Baizen

Pairing: Carter Baizen x Reader
Part: 1/?
Warnings: Smut
Summary: You and Carter ride home in his limo after a gala. 
A/N: This is the first part in a series based on this post. Each part will be a different character and we’re starting off with Mr. Baizen. Please come let me know what you think!
Word count : 1,642

Originally posted by kingsebastian

“Mr. Baizen! Mr. Baizen!” the paparazzi were but a caucus of noise to Carter who was used to the attention by now. He shielded you and escorted you directly into the limo. You shifted your satin gown and sat back against the leather with a smile.

“Finally,” you shot Carter a smile who you could tell was thinking the same thing by the deep breath he let out.

“I thought it’d never end” Carter chuckled, running his hands through his hair before discarding his coat. The gala had run for hours and both of you were eager to leave so when Carter put his hand on the small of your back and whispered, “let’s get out of here” you both practically ran.

He leans back against the leather seats, his warm hand on your thigh the high slit of your dress allowing the access. You watched as the boyish smile faded from his face replaced with a predatory glare, his blue eyes darkening as they travel down your form. “Did I tell you how beautiful you look?” he asks his hand stroking your thigh gently, raising goose bumps in their wake.

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Just Friends (Part 1)

AN: Best friends, you and Tae were once inseparable. Tae’s fame made it difficult for you guys to always see eachother, but now you’re interning at BigHit and Tae can’t see you as his little punk anymore.

- 3,000 words. 


Originally posted by nessabts


“Y/N where’s my shirt?!” Tae screamed like a kid, pouting his full lips at you.

You were thus interrupted from working out his schedule and being comfortable sat on the couch with a mug of tea.

“Just because I work for you now asshole doesn’t mean you can boss me around like that!’ You yell back at his face, annoyed your best friend enjoys making fun of your new status.

Tae, being Tae, couldn’t control his annoyed expression. He burst out laughing.

He plummeted himself down on the couch next to you.

“Aish, it’s so easy to ruffle your feathers now Y/N. What happened?” He grinned at you.

“You only see my once every year, I grew up. I’m 20 now, Tae.” You said, offended Tae thought you had drastically changed. You spoke with him once a week before starting to work for BigHit, but those were one hour conversations at most where Tae couldn’t really pick up on you growing up.

You were 15 when Tae and you last saw each other everyday before he moved to Seoul to start life as a trainee. It surprised you how you had managed to stay in contact, but the contact was on the phone or webcam, with yearly visits for a week or two.

“Awwwwwh, my Y/N grew up. Do you remember when you use to pad your bra?” Tae said, cracking up again. Okay, it was true. You had a phase where you wanted to copy the ‘sexy’ girl of the class and also develop boobs. The problem was you were 12 and flat as a pancake.

“Hey!” You slapped his arm playfully, unable to stop a smile coming out of you.

“Everyone was doing it, don’t act like you didn’t notice. They looked good too..” You tried to defend yourself, but you knew you were in the wrong.

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{Reaction} Monsta X walking in on you wearing a robe and a mask.

Monsta X’s reaction to walking in on you lying on the bed in a robe with a face mask on? thanks boo

Note: I think I might have got the mask wrong. Did you mean a make-up mask? because I meant an eye mask, you know the one that you wear to sleep? this thing. Oh well, I apologise if this isn’t what you wanted but it was fun to write anyway! 

Disclaimer: I don’t own the gifs/ images used. 

Lee Minhyuk

Originally posted by kihn

Minhyuk stepped inside of the bedroom, looking at you with happy, admirable eyes as he sees you lying on the bed in a face mask and a robe. It was clear to him that you were having down time, that you’d probably had a long, tiring day so, after watching you with a small smile for a while he climbed into the bed beside you, pulling you into his arms and placing soft kisses on your forehead.

Minhyuk: “You look so beautiful, Jagiya.”


Yoo Kihyun

Originally posted by wonhontology

Kihyun sighs as he sees you lying on the bed in the bedroom in nothing but a mask and a robe. You’d obviously been home a while, he could still smell the shampoo and the shower that had clearly not long been used. He felt tired himself, after being in practices and rehearsals all day, but he decided to let you rest in peace for a while and made himself a drink and something to eat. A little while later, he came back up, sighing again when he saw you hadn’t moved an inch - but it seemed you weren’t exactly asleep.

{y/n}: “Are you going to stand there and watch me all night or are you going to get in here?”

Kihyun: “Oh… uh, I thought you were sleeping.”

{y/n}: *Peaks underneath the mask* “Are you coming here or what?”

Kihyun: “I’m coming, I’m coming.”  


Shin Hoseok/ Wonho

Originally posted by bunnywonho

Wonho watched you lying on the bed, feeling slightly turned on as he watched you. You looked at him from underneath the mask, moving it away from your eyes to look at him. He tried to hide his obvious arousal, but he wasn’t fooling you. You smirked, beckoning him to come over with your fingers and he abided easily. He grinned as he climbed on top of you.

{y/n}: “You’re so dirty”

Wonho: “And who’s fault is that?” *grinning as he presses kisses on your skin*


Son Hyun Woo/ Shownu

Originally posted by hyungnu

Shownu felt slightly worried when he walked in to see you lying on the bed in nothing but a robe and a face mask, he was worried that you were poorly, or that something had happened. He walked over to the bed, tapping you lightly on the shoulder to make sure you’re okay before then joining you in the bed.


Lim Changkyun/ I.M.

Originally posted by livelovelunch

Changkyun lay next to you, biting his lip at his arousal. It wasn’t his fault that he’d starting to think of you so impurely, well it was, but it didn’t help that the robe was wrapping lowly on your chest, or that it was hitched up against your bare lower half. He tried to keep his feeling a secret before noticing how you grinned at him, seemingly amused by his arousal.

Changkyun: “Why are you like this?”

{y/n}: “Because it’s funny.”


Chae Hyungwon

Originally posted by wonhontology

Hyungwon walked into the room, smiling when he saw how content you looked lying on the bed. You looked so cosy and warm, the mask on your face to hide your eyes from the light of outside as your soft sleeping breathes could be heard as he approached. He climbed in the bed next to you, putting the covers over you both and cuddling you up into his arms before falling asleep beside you because nothing makes Hyungwon happier than sleeping beside the one he loves the most, you.


Lee Jooheon

Originally posted by j00h0ney

You had been complaining all morning abou how tired you were, and so Jooheon told you to go to bed and get some rest. A little while later, he came upstairs to see how you were feeling, but couldn’t help and feel somewhat turned on by the way you were wearing a robe that wasn’t hiding too much skin and a mask that made him think impurely. He bit his lip and shook his head, knowing that what he was thinking was not going to happen when you were so tired - but he just couldn’t help himself.

Jooheon: “Are you okay Jagi?”

{y/n}: “Yeah I feel great, thanks.”

Jooheon: “Well, it’s alright for some then it’s it?”

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Scott McCall x Reader

Warnings: Sexual content.
Word count: 440

Tags: @17jenny, @lildoog-ish, @peacefullyandtatted01, @greek-geek481


“WOW!” you exclaimed, earning a surprised look from Scott as he was handling a deep and still open wound that was still in the healing process.

You stood in the doorway, watching Scott in awe as you eyed his body up and down, eyes lingering a bit longer on his naked torso.

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NEIGHBOURS(2)

TITLE -  Neighbours (One shot)

WARNINGS - SMUT , orgasm denial , ice play , mutual masturbation , NSFW PIC

WORDS -  1.8 k +

A/N -   TAW  @supersoldierslover  you are my everything . Thank you so much.

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Originally posted by minmiin1d

NEIGHBOURS 1 

“Mmmm Fuck , your lips do look pretty around my cock .”,he pushed the wet hair strands from your face and took your hair into his hands .

“Open your mouth wider Y/N .”, he pushed his cock further down your throat .  You moaned around him as you widened your jaw . It was stinging but you didn’t care. He was twitching in your mouth and you knew he was close.

You moved your head side to side and took him until his hair at the bottom tickled your nose. You gagged around him sending vibrations through his cock . His grip on your hair tightened .

“Fuck Fuck Fuck Hmmm Y/N.”, he moaned   as you massaged his balls and licked his the sides of his dick  .  You looked up to meet his eyes . His mouth open in pleasure and an innocent look in his eyes .

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wahwahwaffles  asked:

there's a prompt. "Save a horse, ride Captain America". I can imagine Sam or Clint coining this phrase to someone short and aewsome

“Really?”

Darcy turns at the sound of Sam’s voice. “What?”

Sam is leaning against the refrigerator in the common room, his arms crossed over his chest and a look of amusement on his face. “You really did… that?”

“Look,” Darcy sighs in exasperation. “For the last time, no cowgirl is complete without her horse. And since I refuse to bring an actual horse to Tony’s Halloween party, I had to do the best I could with a substitute.”

“And a mop handle was all you could come up with?”

Darcy rolls her eyes. “I don’t see you putting in much effort with a costume,” she retorts.

“Party’s not for another hour,” Sam points out. “I got time.”

She doesn’t deign to answer him, choosing instead to leave the room.

***

She isn’t being particularly observant when she comes out of the common room; she’s still indignant from her encounter with Sam and pep-talking herself. “It’s a great prop,” she mumbles. “He’s just jealous he didn’t think of it himself.”

She’s still looking down at said prop as she rounds the corner and runs smack dab into a solid wall of muscle.

“Oof,” the solid wall of muscle manages, and she looks up to see that she’s practically headbutted Steve in the collarbone.

“Sorry!” She exclaims. “I didn’t see you, I swear!”

“Obviously,” Steve laughs, rubbing his sore collarbone. “If that hurt me here, your head’s gotta be in a state. I don’t think anybody would purposefully subject themselves to that kind of discomfort.”

“It’s not so bad,” Darcy says, putting a hand up to her throbbing forehead. “But Jesus, you’re built like a goddamn skyscraper.”

“Uh… thanks?”

This makes her laugh, and she can’t figure out why laughing makes her cheeks so warm.

She’s still laughing as Steve motions to her getup. “Costume for tonight’s party?”

“Yes,” Darcy says, sobering up quickly, “and if you’re thinking about making a smart remark about my horse, you should know that I have no problems standing on a step stool and punching you in the mouth.”

He holds up his hands in mock surrender. “I wasn’t planning on making any smart remarks.”

“Good.” Darcy crosses her arms.

“I can tell you put a lot of thought into it,” he goes on.

She peers at him closely. “Are you mocking me?”

“No,” he says emphatically, and he’s smiling a little bit. “Do I look like Sam Wilson to you?”

“Somebody call me?” Sam’s approaching from the direction of the common room, and the expression on his face makes Darcy roll her eyes again.

“Your timing is unbelievable,” she mutters.

“Hey Cap,” Sam starts, grinning from ear to ear, “what’s your costume for tonight?”

Steve shrugs. “Hadn’t really planned on wearing one,” he admits. “Guess I haven’t had much time to think about it.”

“Hm,” Sam says thoughtfully, and Darcy knows the look on his face. It’s his plotting face, and she’s a little too familiar with what happens after he gets that look on his face. Before she can say anything, he’s opened his mouth again and started to speak. “You should go as Darcy’s horse,” he suggests, a little too casually.

Steve looks confused. “What?”

“Darcy’s horse,” Sam repeats. “It’s obvious the one she’s got is a sad addition to what is clearly a costume she put a lot of thought into,” he explains. “What she needs is a horse she can actually ride. And since we both agree Stark will never allow such an animal into his banquet room, the next best alternative is for a healthy stallion like yourself to dress up like one and help a sister out.”

“Did you just…?” Darcy trails off, looking at him incredulously. “Did you just say ‘healthy stallion’?”

Falcon shrugs. “Save a horse, ride a Captain,” he says, and Darcy can see how hard he’s trying to hide his smirk.

I’m gonna kill you, she thinks in his direction. I’m gonna kill you and chop up your body into little bitty pieces and spread them out all over the city. They will never be able to find your body, and if they do, they’ll never be able to put you back togeth—

“Sure, why not,” Steve shrugs nonchalantly. “I’ll go ask Tony if he’s got stuff we can use to make an impromptu suit.”

With that, he walks away, and Darcy is left gaping at Sam, murderous rage in her eyes.

“You’re lucky he’s so naive,” she seethes, poking a finger into his chest.

Sam throws his head back and laughs. “If you think he didn’t pick up on my innuendo, it’s you who’s naive,” he chuckles. “Have fun at the party tonight.”

He’s whistling as he walks away.

(Send me a Shieldshock prompt!)

Living with three angels II (Gabriel, Lucifer x Reader)

Summary: Gabriel needs to take you, and Lucifer shows up.

Warnings: All the smut, grace!kink, no Balthie in this one, sorry.

Your name: submit What is this?

“What’s up, Gabe?” you asked curiously when you saw the strained look on his gorgeous face. He responded by grabbing your face and kissing you roughly, immediately wrapping an arm around your waist, pulling you close.
“Need you…” he groaned. You were always quick to respond to your angels’ requests, and you wrapped your arms around his neck, allowing him to fly the two of you into an empty bedroom. You didn’t really have any assigned bedrooms, you all just slept where you felt like, sometimes alone, sometimes together.

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anonymous asked:

#4 featuring jimin!

Genre : Drabble, #4 “I can’t see anything” punk!Jimin SMUT & SIN

Characters : Park Jimin x Reader

Word Count : 2717 (idk what the fuck happened here)

A/N: There’s somethin about pink haired jimin that makes me want to sin ok idk if u wanted smut but u got it

DRABBLE FROM THIS POST // REQUESTS OPEN

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B.A.P Reacts To You Sending a Nude During Practice

Zelo: He would quickly check his phone, while everyone sets up before practice. His eyes widen as he shoves the screen into his chest, before peeking again. He slips the phone in his pocket before taking a trip to the bathroom. 

Originally posted by j-miki

Yongguk: He would find it cute, especially your stretch mark across your thigh. Although, he wouldn’t show his screen to anyone he wouldn’t hide the fact he was looking at something he clearly enjoyed. 

Originally posted by j-miki

Daehyun: His reaction made it obvious to the boys that he saw something hot. He nearly drops the phone, locking the screen quickly before staring into space. He’d bite his finger, whispering ‘fuck’ before leaving for a moment.

Originally posted by sleepyjongup

Youngjae: Youngjae would be on his phone while they were setting up. Daehyun would be over his shoulder when he would get the message. He’d let out a high pitched yell as he opened it, dropping the phone in panic. 

Originally posted by ssonqs-archived

Himchan: He would be happy to get it, almost forgetting he was at practice. He can’t hide his smirk as everyone walk around him. Before they’d start, he would excuse himself to an empty room to reply to you and to calm himself down.

Originally posted by daefsoul

Jongup: He would be used to you sending pictures so he would simply smile, saving it to his private album. Before anyone noticed, he would reply with a simple ‘thank you’, thinking about what he had to look forward to at home.

Originally posted by j-miki

Complicated / Bother!Reggie & Jughead

Prompt: Ooh can i request one where the reader has liked jughead for a while and she’s reggie’s sister and bc of him she can’t talk to him but one day betty tells her that jughead likes her and go from there? Idk if you wanna do it, but if you do, please tag me!

A/N: Here it is, hope you will like it even if it isn’t really great. I wrote this very quickly.
English isn’t my first language so I’m sorry if there are any mistakes.

Originally posted by marorra

You were in the student lounge, rolling your eyes at any stupid jokes your brother Reggie and his friends were making when suddenly Archie and his gang entered into the room. No one of the football players focused on them but you kept staring at the tall raven-haired boy with the grey beanie, Jughead. If it was possible, he looked even more beautiful than usual. You have had a crush on him for as long as you could remember but you couldn’t even talk to him cause of your brother who hated him for no reason. Despite it, you were great friend with Betty and she didn’t know you liked Jughead cause then she would probably tell him.
-Hey Suicide Squad!- Reggie started laughing with the others for the nickname while you glared at him. You were really tired of his provocations, but Jughead just glared at him.
-Y/N, are you okay?- one of them asked loudly. Now all the people in the room were looking at you, included him.
-Yeah, I’m fine.- you just walked out of the room as soon as you could, not wanting to stay there a minute more.

-I hate biology.- you moaned while Betty was repeating you the same passage for the third time.
-You can do it.- she said. -You just need to focus.-
-No, I need to stop because if I keep studying I will scream.-
-Okay, five minutes.- she laughed softly. You two have studied for two hours now and you couldn’t concentrate on it anymore, even if tomorrow it would be the test and you didn’t know anything.
-How is going with Archie?- you asked from nowhere to break the silence.
-Oh pretty good, we’re friends again.- Her voice was a little sad on her last sentence but you decided not to investigate. -And what about you?-
-What do you mean?-
-Is there any special guy in your life?- she smirked. -Despite your brother, of course.-
-Oh, not at all.- you blushed, thinking about Jughead even if you weren’t together.
-Oh, please! I want tell anyone.- she pleased me with a puppy face.
-Okay fine but you promised.- You sighted and then smiled before saying it: -I like… Jughead. But you can’t tell the others, especially Reggie because he won’t let me date him… and of course Jughead cause I know he doesn’t like me in that way. We barely speak to each other.-
For all the time Betty had a shocked expression on her face and you were a little scared that maybe she liked Jughead too. But then she smiled and you relaxed a little.
-Y/N, this is fantastic!-
-Which part? The one where my brother hate him or the one where he doesn’t know me?-
-Definitely the one where you like him, because he likes you too!- she yelled happily. You kept looking at her to see if she was lying. You just couldn’t believe that your biggest crush liked you back.
-Tell me you’re not joking.- you whispered.
-I’m not, really. He always talks about you and how he just can’t talk to you cause of Reggie. Today he was really pissed when you left: he were there just because he knew you would be there too!-
Your heart start beating faster and you couldn’t help but smile back. Jughead liked you. But then you thought about Reggie and how disappointed he would be.
-It’s complicated.-
-Y/N,- she took one of my hand -you can’t let Reggie decide for you. You could be happy together, so please do what you want to do and not what people pretend you to.- she smiled sweetly.
-I will.-

The next day you were determined to approach Jughead, even if you would go against your big, overprotective and narcissistic brother. You were at your locker and when you saw him with Archie you couldn’t help but stare. And then you started thinking that maybe he didn’t really like you in that way and he would say no to you.
You saw Veronica with Betty who was looking at you with a cheering smile and you felt a little better, so you started walking to him and the ginger-haired boy.
-Hi.- you greeted them while they looked at you with a confused expressions. You have never really spoken to them before if it wasn’t for school stuff. -May I talk with Jughead? Alone…-
Archie tried to hide his smirk. He nodded at me before leaving and walking to the girls.
-Y/N, right?- he asked blushing a little, fixing his adorable beanie.
-Yeah,- you answered a little downcast -I, ehm, I was wondering if you wanted to…-
-Y/N, what are you doing with that creepy vampire?- You heard the voice of your brother down the hallway and your little smile died. He wrapped an arm around your shoulder in a protective way. You rolled your eyes at his gesture.
-Something I should have done before.- you said feeling a little braver and determined.
-What do you mean?- he asked confused. Jughead for all the time hasn’t told a word.
-Jughead, I know we don’t really know each other but I like you and I did it for a long time, so I was wondering if…?-
-Y/N, stop.- Reggie tried to say, but you didn’t care anymore.
-… if you wanted to go on a date with me?- you smiled softly at him. You waited for a reply but he didn’t say anything, just stood there with a shocked face.
-So?- you turned your head to face Reggie, who was looking at Jughead with furious eyes. -Are you going to answer or do I have to punch you?-
-I’d really love to.- Jughead whispered, staring at my big brother.
-Then, I think you should tell her instead of me.-
Jughead turned his face to me and blushed, then he added: -I’ve liked you for as long as I couldn’t remember too and I’d like to go on a date with you.- He smiled at you. Then he spoke again, this time a little scared: -But Reggie won’t be there.-
You laughed at his last sentence.
-Promise.-

Kriffing stars, you two!” Bodhi exclaims.

Jyn and Cassian spring apart, so abruptly Jyn makes a sound like a startled animal and Cassian almost falls off the pilot’s seat, as if that would be good enough to erase what Bodhi had seen when he stormed into the cockpit.

“Can you guys save this for later? Like when you have a room?” Bodhi continues, fully aware of the red rising in Jyn’s cheeks, matching the angry looking marks on her neck. He loved teasing new couples. 

“Is everyone okay? I heard a lot of noise for a person delivering a status report to two peo- oh Jyn, your body temperature is rising rapidly,” Kay leans in the the doorway. 

“I’m fine, Kay,” Jyn snarls. 

“You don’t look fine.”

“She’s fine Kay. Bodhi, take Kay back with you.”

“You don’t look fine either, Cassian. Your heart rate is much higher than your normal resting rate, and your face is incredibly pale. Should I administer treatment for shock?” Kay continues. Bodhi couldn’t tell if Kay was doing it on purpose, but couldn’t help but chuckle. 

“Kay. We’re good. Go take Bodhi with you to check the inventory. We’re set for landing soon.” 

“Actually, Cassian, we still have approximately two standard hours bef-” 

Kay.” Cassian looks pained. 

“Let’s go,” Bodhi says, pulling Kay by the arm, failing to hide the smirk on his face. “He knows how to get Jyn back to normal, right Cass?” Jyn looks mortified.

“I don’t think his methods would be better than mine,” Kay replies and Bodhi doubles over with laughter. Cassian glares at Bodhi as he and the droid head back to the hold. 

New couples, man. Wait till Luke heard about this one. 

Stay With Me- Bucky Oneshot

Characters: Bucky X reader
Rating: Pg-13
Warning: none really
Word Count: 1200+ -_- I didn’t expect it to be this long and probably got sloppy around the end sorry

AN: This is my first drabble in a looooooong time, so sorry if it’s shitty. 


I woke up to an empty, dark room. After glancing at my alarm clock beside my bed and noticing it was 2:30 in the morning, I knew I wasn’t waking up due to being fully rested…something had woke me up. Someone actually. My ears pricked as I strained to hear where my intruder was, if they were aware that I was awake. I reached under my pillow, trying my best to move silently. Gripping my steel, throwing dagger.

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Sirius Imagine 7

Request: Hi! So I was wondering if your not to busy if you can do a Sirius x reader where he’s the bad boy of the school and so are the marauders even Remus there all just so like grunge 70′s bad boys! And everyone falls for them and the reader is really good at school or something but also has a bad side and I don’t know you can figure out the rest THANK YOU!!!!

hey so I’m gonna fail miserably as writing the marauder’s as bad boys lol they’re all such sweethearts (except for peter he’s a little bitch that’ll be fuckin easy) so yeah forgive me…


“Ugh,” you scoffed, watching James Potter and his whole group strut by you in the Great Hall, “How full of yourself can one person be?”

“Yeah,” your friend answered absentmindedly, leaning over to watch Remus Lupin - who had scars all over his face that the girls whispered about, saying he gets into knife fights with muggles in his free time or other shit like that-  as he walked with Sirius Black behind James and Peter Pettigrew.

“Oh no,” you groaned, gaining your friends attention as the boys all sat down, “not you too?”

“I’m sorry!” Your friend exclaimed, like she couldn’t help it.

You turned back to eating your food.

“I don’t see what your problem with them is though.”

You rolled your eyes, “They’re worshipped for being insufferable twats, they never do their work, they’ve played nearly every girl in Hogwarts, they think they’re all so bad ass because they’re rude and smoke and wear leather jackets, and they’ve got the whole student body wrapped around their little finger.”

“Well, I wasn’t going to say this earlier but I saw you eying Sirius Black earlier, so clearly you don’t have too much of a problem with them.”

“Oh my god, I was not,” you weren’t going to tell her that you and Sirius had known each other through your parents, and that his mother was actual Satan.

“You were, face it. Even the Y/n Y/l/n, who is the only person not swooning over the Marauders has to admit they’re not totally horrible, if not gorgeous as well.”

“Whatever,” you said, getting up to leave, “I’m gonna go get ready for class.”

As you were walking out of the hall you were trying your best to avoid the gaze of Sirius Black, and the rest of the Marauders, thinking about what your friend had mentioned earlier. You were about to pass them when out of your peripheral vision you saw Sirius Black following you with his eyes. Out of instinct, you looked up. Sirius licked his bottom lip and winked. You audibly made a disgusted scoff and grimaced before giving him the walking faster away and keeping your head up.


You walked in late to potions… again. Slughorn gave you a dirty look when you tried to quietly open the door.

“Since you decided to finally join us, it seems I’ll be asking you to have a seat next to Mr. Black, please.”

You looked at the back were Sirius was sitting alone at a table next to James and Remus. Peter was sitting in front of them chatting up a pretty Gryffindor girl, most likely flirting with her so that she would end up doing the whole assignment by herself, but she didn’t seem to care. You sighed and walked over to the back and sat next to Sirius, who was trying to hide a smirk by biting his lip.

“Hey, love,” he turned to you, “how are you today?”

You looked at him blankly, “Are you fucking serious?”

“Did you just ask me if I was fucking myself?”

“Ha ha, nice one, smart ass. I obviously don’t like you so whatever you’re going to try and say to get me to do the assignment isn’t going to work.”

He laughed, “Oohhh, okay then. I won’t say anything. I just won’t to the ‘assignment,’” he said the last part in a mockingly sophisticated tone.

“Aw, leave the girl alone, Padfoot,” James said, smiling, “She’s cute, after all.”

“Shut up,” you and Sirius said in unison.

You looked at him in shock, surprised to find that his cheeks were dusted pink with a blush.

You sat up in your chair and turned to the board and began taking notes. Sirius sat back and swung his boots up onto the table obnoxiously. You glared at him and he grinned back, seeming to have recovered from whatever made him blush earlier.

Throughout the class Sirius would rip of pieced of parchment and make tiny little shaped he could throw at you. He pulled out a cigarette at one point but before he could light it you reached back without even looking. and grabbed it out of his hand before shoving it in your pocket.

“Fine then,” he’d mumbled, then gone back to throwing paper into your hair.

About halfway through the lecture on Polyjuice Potion, when you had began to doodle on our parchment corners, you felt a tap on your shoulder.

“You wanna sneak out?” Sirius was questioning with a smirk, most likely joking.

“Yes,” you found yourself saying.

Sirius jerked back slightly in surprise, “Wait- I wasn’t-” you stood up, “Okay we’re doing this.”

Slughorn was so engrossed in a debate on the proper direction it was to stir the potion with Lily Evans, that he took no notice when two of his students slipped out the back door.

“So,” Sirius said, shoving his hands in the pockets of his obnoxiously annoying leather jacket, “I thought you were a goody-two-shoes.”

“I don’t know,” you stated. You’d never really given it much thought, you did what you wanted but for the most part that didn’t involve breaking the rules.

You walked outside and began making your way to the Forbidden Forest. If you were being honest with yourself, you might’ve been trying to impress Sirius, who had to jog for a moment to keep up with you.

“Where are we going?” You could hear the smile in his voice.

“Well,” you stated, “I’m going to the Forbidden Forest, you can do whatever.”

“I’ll take the lead,” Sirius said, authoritatively.

“Yeah, I don’t think so,” you laughed, stepping in front of him.

“Nice try, sweetheart,” he grabbed your hand and smiled sweetly (though sarcastically) and you felt your heart flutter.

“Are you kidding! I’ve been to this forest a million times, I know it like the back of my hand!”

“How come we’ve never seen you then?’

You paused for a moment, and then spoke, “What do you mean? We?”

He stuttered, “W-well I just mean that we, James and Peter and Remus, are around here a lot, and I’d guess that we’d see you.”

“Okay, then how come I’ve never seen any of y'all?”

“Because…. we actually aren’t here that much.”

You looked at him skeptically.

“I just mean, I thought you were taking about near the Black Lake.”

“Why would you think that?”

“Because…. Let’s just go,” he finished quickly and stormed off.

“Okay then,” you muttered to yourself and followed suit.


You were trekking through the forest behind Sirius looking around and admiring the foliage, when you heard the snap of a twig. You looked up curiously.

A centaur walked towards you. You and Sirius looked at each other, debating what to do.

“Humans!” The centaur shouted, “In our land!”

“Run,” you and Sirius said together.

You began sprinting, Sirius close behind, panting loudly.

“I-I’m sorry,” Sirius began, “I-I can’t.”

He was falling behind a bit. You turned back to check, a little confused but alarmed at his statement, after all, you could hear horse hooves coming closer, when Sirius turned into a sleek black dog.

You nodded to yourself, “Okay so he’s an animagus too.”

Sirius ran ahead and you morphed into your animagus form and followed closely behind, having a much easier time keeping up as an animal. When you reached the edge of the forest Sirius gracefully transitioned back into his human form, and turned back. His eyes went wide as he saw our animagus jogging towards him. You walked up to him as your human self. You wiped your forehead, a little out of breath.

“You’re-” he started but you cut him off.

“You are too.”

“Cool,” he smiled, and you found yourself smiling too.

Sirius went and sat down by a tree. You surprised yourself by sitting down next you him without feeling like throwing up.

“So, I’m guessing you’re unregistered?”

“Yep.”

“Me too.”

After a moment of silence Sirius began laughing, “I’m sorry I just can’t believe this. I mean y/n y/l/n of all people! I remember when we were little and you wouldn’t even cover for me whenever me and Regulus stole cakes from mother’s tray during tea!”
“Well,” you said, embarrassed, “my goal was to get you into trouble.”

He grabbed his chest dramatically and gasped, “Oh my god I don’t believe it!” He said sarcastically, making you laugh, “Why on earth would you possibly want to get sweet little Sirius into trouble?”
“Maybe… I might’ve liked you.”

Sirius laughed.
“When we were kids, that is,” you added quickly.

“And now?”

“You’re not too bad. Even though you try to be.”

Sirius sat back and smiled contently, he was on his way to finally winning you over.

You looked over at Sirius, and sighed to yourself, hoping things might work out between you two.


Lowkey thnking ab doing a part 2 bc this got nowhere????

Seventeen Reacts To You Falling

Hoshi: He’d immediately go up to you and ask if you were okay. When he sees a scrape on your knee, he tries to make you laugh as a distraction from the pain.

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Wonwoo: He winces as you trip on the sidewalk, trying not to laugh. He’d come up to you and help you up, checking every inch of your body to make sure you are okay.

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Seokmin: Similar to Hoshi, he tries to distract you but this is what causes you to trip and fall again. He picks you up and carries you to our destination to make up for it.

Originally posted by pabospoiler

Minghao: He winces and smirks as you slip and fall on your butt. He helps you up and cleans some of the mud off your clothes, giving you his jacket to cover yourself.

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Jun: He’d try to hide his smirk as you slip on the last stair. Instantly feeling guilty, he’d help you stabilize yourself. All day he would remember the fall and laugh to himself.

Originally posted by mauloveskpop

S. Coups: He’d watch you trip on your shoelace, falling onto the sidewalk. As you assess the damage, he rushes off you find you some rubbing alcohol and a bandage, making fun of it the whole way there.

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Woozi: Your face eats dirt when you don’t see that tree branch in the yard. He doesn’t hide his almost evil laughter. He’d watch you dust yourself off before going over to ask if you’re okay.

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Vernon: He flat out laughs when you catch your foot on the chair, sending you flying to the ground. Eventually, after wiping his tears, he runs up and helps you off the floor.

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Joshua: He didn’t even see you fall. Jun has to walk over to him laughing and explain how you fell while trying to put your shoes on. He’d then laugh and reassure you are okay.

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Dino: He watches every step of you tripping on your bag and falling on the ground. He winces and covers his face to hide is laughing as he goes over to soothe the bump on your knee.

Originally posted by theresakk1889

Seungkwan: He yells out as you tumble to the ground, hesitating to hear you cry out in pain. When you get up, he comically wipes the sweat from his brow and laughs.

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Mingyu: He’d get really serious when you trip down the last bit of stairs, landing flat on your butt. When you whine out in pain, he rushes to you. You tell him it’s okay and he sighs in relief. 

Originally posted by mingyiu

Jeonghan: This boy has never laughed harder in his life when you trip on his leg to get over him. You quickly regain your stance and glare at him. He continues to laugh while hugging you. 

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