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Cinderella

Summary: After waking up in the morning finding out you had a one night stand with someone you don’t even know…you rush out as quickly as possible…too bad you forgot your cell phone.

Pairing: Jeon Jeong-guk (Jungkook) / Reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 2k

A/N: extremely Mature rating- Definitely a part 2 coming ;)


“How do I look?” You asked your best friends.

“Gorgeous.” They said at the same time. You settled on a simple black dress, that hugged your curves beautifully.

“And here.” Your friend Lalisa got up and scrunched up your long hair with her fingers. “Guys like messy.”

“Why are you doing this to me?” It wasn’t your idea to go out in the first place. Your friends thought it would make you feel better, help you move on from your tragic breakup that ended a month ago and you happen to still be hung up on.

Illhoon was the best thing that has ever happened to you and being together for three years, things just weren’t working out. You were always fighting, he was always busy, and you haven’t been sexually active in months. He was always loyal to you, too loyal that he broke things off. He felt bad that he couldn’t give you the love you deserve. He just wasn’t happy, which you respected.

Now your pain in the ass friends were trying to set you up.

“Okay….lets go.” Lalisa marched out and Rosé gave you an apologetic look.

“It will be fun, don’t worry.” She told you.

-

When you got to the club it was surprisingly not that crowded. Which was a relief. “Lets get some fuel.” Lalisa started walking towards the bar.

6 shots later you were starting to get buzzed that you decided to slow down on a casual drink. “Hey.” You looked up following the voice. “Do you see that hot guy over there.” Lalisa pointed with her eyes.

You started to look. “Hey don’t be obvious.” She alerted you.

“Sorry.” You snorted. Maybe the alcohol had kicked in more then you thought.

You slightly looked over, pretending to not be obvious. You saw more then one hot guy, to be honest, but one got your heart racing.

He had dark hair and a killer smile. Possibly one of the most handsome guy you have ever seen. Not counting Illhoon. Shit! You weren’t suppose to be talking about him.

“Go over there and talk to him.” Lalisa pressured you.

“Unless it’s too soon.” Rosé debated.

“No it’s the perfect opportunity….its been long enough…you need to put yourself back out there.” Lalisa argued.

“I’m going over there.” Lalisa stood up. “I’m going to introduce him to you and then I’m going to take his hot friend with the dimples.” Then she stormed off.

As you saw her talking you decided to take about 3 more shots, you were too sober for this.

You saw the guy smile in your direction. “Lalisa always wins.” Rosé said and got up to walk over to one of the other guys.

You were left drinking alone. You didn’t want to act like you were desperate and you weren’t, you wanted to take it at a slow level.

You were slightly drunk that you almost thought the hot guy was walking over.

“Hi.” Oh, it’s real. “I’m Jungkook.” He reached his hand out to you.

“Hi.” You blushed as you stood up, accepting his handshake. “I’m (Y/N).”

“Your friend over there gave a pretty good word for you.”

“What did she say?” You nervously asked.

“She said that I’m an idiot if I don’t talk to you because you are the hottest thing that has ever hit this club.”

You slapped you forehead amused. “I’m so sorry about her.”

“I wouldn’t disagree.” You looked at his sweet smile and blushed.

Your friends were right, you need to let lose, have fun. “Let’s go dance.” You pulled his hand, leading him to the dance floor.

The alcohol took over as you reached the dance floor. You just wanted to have a good time. You felt Jungkook’s hands wrap around your waist as you grinded your hips with his. Your back was rubbing against his chest as you danced in motion.

A few drinks later and a few sexual dances later the rest of the night was all a blur. You knew you wouldn’t remember anything in the morning. You couldn’t remember the fact that you shared an intense kiss.

The second that your lips aligned with his, you were hungry for more. You felt connected with him, but you knew better then to trust the alcohol.

And this case you did. “Do you want to get out of here?” You whispered in his ear.

“Yeah.” Then you don’t even remember getting to his apartment but you got there. As soon as you both tumbled into the door you jumped up wrapping your legs around his waist as he carried you to his bedroom.

He moved down to your neck as soon as your back hit the bed sheets. The sexual tension from each wet kiss had you feeling soaked between your legs.

You heard your phone ring on the table beside you. You couldn’t read the name from your blurry vision, so you tossed it instead.

Jungkook made his way back up to your lips as you felt up the front of his jeans. You attempted to unbutton his belt along with his pants. His hand found itself kneading your chest. You couldn’t help but moan, it’s been a while since you have been touched like this.

You slid your hand underneath his boxers, touching up his sensitive area. The area was tight from his hard-on.

You flipped you both over so you can pull down your dress, leaving you in your bra and underwear. You finished pulling down his pants, exposing his length. Wow. Again, the alcohol bringing out the sweet girl you tried to convince yourself to be.

You grabbed his length kissing the red tip. You loved the sound that escaped his mouth as you started to lick down his area. You couldn’t help but smirk from the thought that you were in control. You made your way back up to the tip leaning your head down to take him fully into your mouth. You bobbed your head up and down sucking every inch of his throbbing member.

You sat back up letting go of him you didn’t want him to take all the fun. You wrapped your arms around your back to unhook your bra and then you slid your underwear off sexually.

He sat up looking at you with desire in his eyes. You bit your lip as you watched him take off his clothes. He was extremely fit. You slid yourself down onto him, surprised by the sudden pain.

You rocked your hips back and forth taking in the pleasure that you desperately needed. You moaned as he worked against you. He grabbed a hold of your hips moving you quicker then you can handle.

You screeched in surprise when he flipped you both over as he took control. He lifted your right leg up onto his left shoulder to deepen the angle. You loved how attractive he was even though he was sweaty.

You felt your toes go numb as your orgasm immerse throughout your body. You squeezed your eyes shut trying to pass through the feeling. Jungkook’s pace slowed down immensely as you felt him jerk his liquid into you. He kissed you passionately before he collapsed on the bed next to you. After that you let the sleep get a hold of you.

-

Your eyes fluttered open as the killer headache flooded your skull. You yawned sitting up when you realized you didn’t recognize the room. You took in your surroundings as yours eyes drifted off to the sleeping beauty next to you. The last thing you remember was dancing with him. Oh shit! What have you done?

You slowly got up trying not to wake what’s his name. Jungkook? You tried to remember. As soon as your feet hit the floor you reached for your underwear and dress. You grabbed your heels, tip toeing your way out of his room. Damn he was beautiful but one night stands are always awkward, that’s why it’s best to sneak out.

On your way out you saw a sweater pulled over a chair. You know you shouldn’t but you took it to at least to save your dignity. When you made your way onto the streets it was way too familiar. This was your street. You only had to walk down a few blocks to reach your apartment. The sweater covering you didn’t have an affect, people still stared at you. Judging you.

When you got home your roommate was in the kitchen.

“Oh my god there you are.” Rosé panicked. “I tried calling you.”

You stopped in front on the mirror making your way to the kitchen. Your makeup was running down your face and your hair was a mess. No wonder everyone was staring.

“Wow you bad girl.” Rosé smirked at you. “You and Lalisa ditching me to go have sex.” She pouted.

“Other then you two I had a nice sober talk with a sweet guy named Jin.”

“That’s nice.” You grabbed the aspirin.

“Anyways….what happened?”

“I don’t remember.” You groaned.

You went to sit comfortably on the couch. Rosé followed you with an ice cold pack.

“I snuck out before I could ask.” You confessed.

“Well maybe you’ll see him again.”

“Maybe….we better call Lalisa to see if shes okay.” You suggested.

“I already did…but both of you ignored my calls.” Rosé intrigued.

You felt the pockets of the sweater, feeling for your phone. It wasn’t there. You got up following your steps to the door where your purse was. You dug through it rapidly trying to find your phone.

“Fuck.” You said panicked “fuck, fuck, fuck.” You got up.

“What?” Rosé rushed to you.

“I forgot my phone.”

-

A few hours later you were still panicked. “What am I going to do?”

“I told you already.” Rosé said annoyed.

Both your eyes made their way towards the door as it opened. Lalisa made her way through with a big smile on her face. “What’s up?” She said casually.

“Where the fuck were you?” Rosé sat up annoyed. “I’ve trying calling you all day.”

“Sorry I was out.” She made her way towards her room. Then she came back out with a bathrobe getting ready for a shower. “I had the best time last night.” She smiled. “I think I’ll stick around with this one.” The thing with Lalisa was she would hook up with guys until she found one she liked.

“He’s so cute and he has like the perfect body, nice and tall, lean.” She blushed. “We had like the best morning sex and then he bought me out for breakfast.”

“Anyway what about you? I saw you guys last night, I almost thought you were going to go at it in the dance floor.” She laughed.

You just sighed. “What’s wrong?” Lalisa asked.

“This whole thing makes me uncomfortable, sleeping with someone I just met….I don’t even remember him that much, just his face.”

“Well maybe if you didn’t sneak out maybe you could get to know him.” Rosé said.

“You snuck out….oh (Y/N)….that’s going to give him the wrong idea and now you’ll probably never see him again.” Lalisa said disappointed.

“She’s going to have too.” Rosé spoke for you.

Lalisa looked at you both. “I forgot my phone.” You said trying to stay calm.

-

“What if he answers?”

“That’s what we want doofus.” Rosé stated.

“I’ll just buy a new phone.” You turned away.

“No you wont.” Lalisa pulled you back.

“Call.” Rosé handed you her phone.

You nervous dialed your phone number. You brought it up to your ear. Your heart started beating quickly as you heard the phone ringing. Lalisa and Rosé were hanging on each shoulder listening.

“Hello.” You heard his cute voice.

“H-hi.” You nervously stuttered.

“(Y/N)?” He remembered your name?

“Hi….um…you have something that belongs to me.”

He laughed. “That’s funny because I believe you have something that belongs to me.”

It took you a few to understand what he meant, but then it occurred to you. You stole his sweater.

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Hairstyles and realizations

Man, look at that Doc Rick. It’s like he slowly went from a circle with no brows to an oval with a unibrow. Also look at that show color and socks. <3 At least the color palette for the rest of him is largely the same. 

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Six Ryder & Vetra Nyx

“Hey, I just shoot the guns.”
“You know that’s my line, right?”

Tol meme Pathfinder with her tol turian gf :’) How Vetra puts up with all of Six’s crazy shenanigans, we’ll never know…

I got the chance to commission the awesome @projectnelm for this gorgeous art of Six and Vetra! Ahhhhhh! ;A; Thank you so much <3 She was such a pleasure to work with! Please consider commissioning her if you get the chance!!

OK Piper McLean fans, listen up

I’m Cherokee. I’m a Cherokee girl. I’m a major Piper fan because she’s a Cherokee woman like myself. There’s been some Discourse© about her hair. Sit down, buckle up, because you guys are about to some knowledge dropped on you. 

So the issue is about her hair; people keep drawing my girl with undercuts. I don’t think she would have one, and if she did there’s only one good reason. 

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McCall Pack, Meet Riverdale

Summary: Your the sister of the late Allison Argent. Soon after her death your father, Chris Argent, Isaac Lahey and you move to France. Not long after you find yourself living with your Dad in his hometown. While Riverdale doesn’t have a supernatural mess, it sure does have a strange and mysterious murder.

Characters: daughter!reader x chris argent, reader x undetermined love interest, Archie Andrews, Jughead Jones, Veronica Lodge, Betty Cooper, Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall, and Allison Argent (mentioned)

Words: 1933

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf or the characters. I do not own Riverdale OR the characters, the show is based the Archie Comics which I do not own either. I also do not own any gifs, images or songs that may appear.

Warnings: possible swearing, mention of death, mention of murder, angst. Angry reader and allusion to the murder of Jason Blossom.

Author: Caitsy

Tagging: Ask if you want to be removed or added! At the bottom.

A/N: I’ve completely fallen in love with Riverdale mainly because I grew up reading the comics. IT’S AMAZING! With that being said I will be taking requests for Riverdale!

This is to hold you guys over because Ash and I will be unavailable for a little way. I have tons of homework and I’m not at liberty to say what Ash is busy at!

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You were humming to yourself as you walked into your house in the town that mimicked Beacons Hills just without the supernatural element. You had moved here when your dad decided moving to his hometown would be ideal following the harsh ending of your family. It wasn’t anything bad other than Allison had died and you wanted out. Riverdale was interesting but not like the dangers of living in Beacon Hills.

“Hey Dad?” You called from the porch. It had a few hidden places holding some weapons just in case.

“Sweetheart.” Your dad, Chris, asked from the dining room table. On the table was a bunch of weapons laid out to be cleaned, “Anything I can do for you?”

“I see it’s the weekly cleaning.” You chuckled as your eyes caught sight of Allison’s beloved Chinese daggers, “Want to order out?”

“Sure.” He chuckled tapping your nose, “You know what I like.”

You laughed before picking up the phone to call Pop’s diner. It was a short wait before you were able to place the order with the waitress. You were pretty sure she was the new waitress.

“It will be ready in twenty minutes.” She replied before the two of your exchanged goodbyes.

You sat at the table going about cleaning the weapons along with your dad. It was second nature and a bonding experience from the moment you learnt what the Argents really did. It was so second nature that your mind went back to the group of friends you had left behind.

Beacon Hills had been the first place that had become a strong permanent home since the moment you made friends. You cherished the times of happiness you had with your older sister and the pack. In the wise words of Robert Frost, nothing gold can stay. It was true.

“Do you want to go practice shooting?” Your dad asked nonchalantly.

“So soon after that death?”

“We’ve delt with worse and you know it.” He pointed a knife at you, “A murder like this is a hell of lot more welcome that the supernatural.”

“Someone still died.” You grumbled slumping down in your chair.

Chris sighed before glancing at the clock watching his remaining child sulk. Both had changed after Allison’s death for the better if you looked at it one way. It didn’t mean it didn’t hurt when her birthday rolled around and each locked themselves in their rooms.

“Go pick up the food.” He sighed tossing a pair of keys to you.

Without looking you caught them and hastily grabbed one of Allison’s daggers and pushing it into your boot. You quickly inserted the key to the car and drove the distance to the only good diner in town.

You sat there remembering the last time you had drove yourself, well more accurately when you drove. Stiles had been knocked out cold with an attack from the supernatural and you practically did illegal stunts to make it to the hospital.

“Get over it.” You mumbled to yourself as you opened the door of the diner. Inside was a remotely busy rush following the welcome back dance.

You hated dances. The last one your were at was sophomore year with Allison.

“Y/N!” Pop’s grinned, “You’ll have to hang tight, the deep fryer wasn’t working for a couple minutes.

You chuckled before settling into a booth with a good view outside. You watched as a group of teens laughed as they walked into the diner. You saw the resident hot shot Archie Andrews as his friends. Veronica Lodge, Betty Cooper and Jughead Jones. You shifted as they sat int the booth across from yours. It reminded you of your favourite times with the pack.


It was late when the pack dragged their asses to the diner that sold adequately healthy fast food. A lot of your were limping or injured in some kind of way following the shit kicking you had received against the Alpha pack. Thankfully all was right again…for now.

“Is my head supposed to hurt this much?” Stiles groaned shaking his head as Scott patted his bed friend on the back.

“You were knocked unconscious in a car accident. It’s safe to say that yes it should be for the next little while.” Lydia chuckled as she fixed her hair once more.

“What happened to you guys!” A young waiter exclaimed at the sight.

“We were playing a game of football.” You lied quickly.

Placing your orders in you all began to laugh tryng to ease the heightened feelings from the win you had managed. It was a shame everyone was under age and the diner didn’t sell alcohol because you could use some. Inside you all had different kinds of drinks.

“To a safe Beacon Hills!” You exclaimed clinking glasses with everyone.

“For now.” Stiles said meetings everyone’s eyes, “We killed ourselves and came back. It’s going to get a lot worse isn’t it.”

“We can face it. Together. We’ll come out the same.” You said before taking a long sip of your milkshake.

Boy were you wrong on that one.


You shuffled as a tear rolled down your cheek and you brushed it off. You hated thinking of those times at the same time. You missed them so much but in agreement with your dad you both needed to be away. It couldn’t be going to bad given no calls had happened.

“Y/N right?”

You looked over to see Betty looking at you concerned. The others watched the interaction with the same expectations. Veronica and Archie had already tried to make friends with you when you arrived in the summer but you wouldn’t have it.

“Yes.” You grumbled irritated by the tears wanting to move down your cheeks.

“Are you okay?”

“Fine.” You practically hissed before pulling the sleeves of your sweater down further, “Go back to gossiping.”

“We aren’t gossiping, man your one very angst teen.” Jughead said watching you.

“Says you.You’ve been attached to your computer since that kid was killed.”  You groaned leaning back but it stopped when the diner door slammed open with a strong force.

It was too strong so you were on your feet in a defensive position with the Chinese dagger neatly swinging in your hand. You heard a gasp from Betty as the dagger glinted in the dark lighting. Your head tilted as the frantic person landed their eyes on you with a friend sharing the same movements.

“Scott? Stiles?” You exclaimed shocked before the spazzing teenager harshly dragged you out of the diner. A concerned and worried Archie Andrews frantically followed you out with his friends.

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Do you want a part 2? If so let us now and it can be longer, if you want?

PART TWO

How to Flirt with a Dog Demon by TouchofPixieDust

I’m so excited for more of this!!!

I had a dream last night that I was Megamind

and it was E X C E L L E N T.

It was pre-movie; I was in the middle of an evil plot that was outside the Evil Lair and Roxanne was there (!!!) and tied up, only it was really windy out and she said she hadn’t gotten her hair cut in a while, so it was a little long. 

And it kept blowing in her face, so she finally got annoyed enough with it that she told me to get a pair of bobby pins out of her purse and pin it back for her.

(!!!!!)

aaaaaaahhhhhhh and I brushed her hair back from her face and I ALMOST DIED OF HAPPINESS, LET ME TELL YOU.

Also, it is INCREDIBLY DIFFICULT to pin someone’s hair for them when you have never had hair of your own, so I was S T R U G G L I N G, but Roxanne thought it was funny and she laughed (!!!)

And I finally got her hair pinned out of her face, and she jokingly asked if she looked funny and I was already pretty flustered so I was like “no no; you look really pretty!”

and she raised her eyebrows at me and said I must rate my skills as a hairdresser pretty high and I started babbling about how she always looked pretty and it was EXCRUCIATINGLY EMBARRASSING OH MY EVIL GODS.

But Roxanne seemed to think that was funny, too, which (!!!! ??? !!!!)

And then Metro Man showed up, only I’d been so busy with Roxanne that I hadn’t actually even set up the evil plot, so I decided to pretend that there…wasn’t an evil plot. And we were still technically on the Evil Lair grounds, and Metro Man isn’t supposed to attack there unless there’s an evil plot happening.

But Metro Man was all suspicious, so I was like “no, really, nothing happening here” only he insisted that Roxanne was there, and barged past me to look for her and I was like ‘shit’, but when we got to where she had been tied up, she wasn’t there.

(she must have escaped while I was gone)

So Metro Man left and I was like “well, this day is a bust, might as well take a nap,” so I went to my bedroom and took off my shirt and lay down on the bed and okay, maybe I wasn’t exactly intending on napping, per se, but luckily I didn’t do much more than think about…that…because 

THE CLOSET DOOR OPENED AND

ROXANNE POPPED OUT

And I screamed and launched myself off the bed.

When Roxanne finally stopped laughing at that, she told me she’d gotten lost looking for the exit after she escaped, and had hidden in the closet. 

She also added “now you know how it feels when people break into your house and jump out at you, Megamind.”

I was like “I HAVE NEVER JUMPED OUT OF YOUR BEDROOM CLOSET AT YOU, MISS RITCHI; THAT WAS UNCALLED FOR.”

And she was leaning up against the doorframe of the closet and I was on the floor in front of her, trying to find my shirt so I could put it on, only it was all inside out and I was flustered because Roxanne (!!!) was in my bedroom (!!!) and she was looking at me with this–expression of amused fondness and it was really difficult to try to function with that happening–

She was teasing me about screaming, which she never does, when I woke up.

…and I just realized, typing this out, that she could have easily waited for me to fall asleep before sneaking out to find the exit, but she deliberately came out of the closet while I was still awake, so she must have wanted to–see me–talk to me–interact with me more–

DAMN IT, WHY DID THE DREAM HAVE TO END THERE?!?

[ The Carm sketch I was talking about!!! No jacket because I wanted to show off The Guns and also my favourite thing to add onto her design…..black-tipped arms. Seriously they were missing out on how cute that’d look. Added in only the tiniest bit of eye colour cuz my tablet is not hooked up rn and I’m lazy eeehhhh ;))))) 

Hope you like ;0c ]

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based off of this post from the other day

you’d think yuugi would eventually get used to cat popping up on him, but he never does


so, uh, we’re just chugging along on this adventure but i definitely have a plot point in mind! or maybe a few points that that are kinda part of a bigger point?

but am i at a point where i’ve developed yuugi and atem’s relationships w each other enough to move on? i honestly don’t know. do u guys want to see them interacting more w/in their friend circles? more kwii and pyurr?

consider: kaz enjoys when inej runs her fingers through his hair, in the center where it’s lengthy, especially after stressful days, because it’s comforting and intimate and won’t require their skin touching. and occasionally there are days when she would delicately graze her nails over the shorter, scruffy sides and it totally makes him W E A K™


Tom laid on his back in his black and white suit on the hotel bed while Harrison banged on the bathroom door. His hands were folded across his chest as chuckled at [Y/N] and Harrison’s bickering through the closed door.

“Ease up, mate.” Tom yawned. The only downfall of being invited to events was switching time zones. Rubbing his eyes, he sat up. “We did only give her a three hour heads up.”

Harrison huffed, rolling his eyes while leaning against the opposing wall. “But aren’t girls usually good with last minute things?”

Tom raised a brow, “Um, I think it’s the exact opposite really. Girls always take forever to get ready.” Chucking one of the pillows at him, he laughed. “Even if we left right now, we’d be early.”

“I don’t even care about leaving, I just have to take a piss is all.” Harrison replied with a slight twinge of irritation kissing his words. “I could do so if someone would hurry their arse up!”

“Bloody fucking Hell, Haz.” [Y/N] yanked open the bathroom door, her face in a scowl. “Need to take a fucking whiz, do you? Go for it you little shit.” Her hand gesturing to the toilet.

Harrison stood up straight, his jaw dropping at the sight of his friend. Sure, he had seen her dolled up before but that was the thing. He had seen her in thousand dollar gowns for movie premieres but never like this. Never so simple and breathtaking.

Her hair was loose and wavy instead of pinned back in an intricate way. Her lips were dusted lightly with a soft pink and all he could focus on were her lashes. Not a lick of makeup were touching her lids except mascara and maybe a little dash of nude shimmer. Her cheeks were rosy but that came with her frustration. It was strange to see [Y/N] so dolled down but up at the same time. It was messing with his brain.

“Cat got your tongue, mate?” Tom teased as he stood up to see why Harrison suddenly froze up. As he rounded the wall, he stopped dead in his tracks. “[Y/N], you-you look stunning!” Just like Harrison, Tom was at a loss for words.

Her cheeks flushed, “Thank you,” tucking a chunk of hair behind her ears, “come on guys, it’s not that different from what you’re used to.”

Harrison shook his head, still unable to produce words. Scratching the back of his head, he exchanged looks with Tom. “You look incredible, [Y/N].”

Chewing on her lip, she glanced down at the last minute dress she had snagged from one of the LA shops on her strip. “I don’t know if this will do though.” She smiled at their expressions, Tom and Harrison weren’t the very best at hiding their facial movements. “You two look sharp! This dress is so simple and-”

“-perfect.” Tom responded, shaking his head, still unable to wrap his head around how beautiful she looked. He had gotten the chance to work with [Y/N] on a small film a few years back and built a very on and off again friendship. It wasn’t anything like an on and off again relationship but more or so they’d hang out like crazy and then months would pass by without either of them speaking a word to each other. It was just how it happened to work out.

One would spark up a conversation through text or twitter and the cycle would repeat. Harrison just got to know [Y/N] by default and had a similar style friendship. The only difference was that he’d spam her on a regular basis with funny memes. Tom would just kind of forget until she’d pop up on his instagram feed and the memories of their fun would play in his brain like a movie. 

“I have to agree with Tom on this one, [Y/N].” Harrison grinned as he winked at her. “You’re really hot.” 

Playfully rolling her eyes, she swatted Harrison. “Shut up, you sarcastic asshole.” 

Harrison laughed, “But I’m not being sarcastic this time!”

Rolling them again, she chuckled. “Go take a piss and we will leave, okay?” Shoving Harrison in the bathroom, she closed the door behind her. Looking at Tom, she motioned behind her. “How in the world do you handle all the time?”

“With great difficulty.” 

“I give you props, oh, here let me fix your bow.” She took a step forward, her hands gently readjusting the bow-tie. Her breath hitched in her throat when she finally noticed Tom looking at her. 

“[Y/N],” He started.

“Yes?” She whispered.

“I think we shouldn’t drift apart this time….”

Nodding, “I agree.” 

Build-A-Daddy

or “the college au where lily is a single mom struggling with finishing school and raising a child, and james discovers he quite likes babysitting” (AO3)

(p.s.: thank you to @gxldentrio for being a lovely beta reader!)


Chapter: ½

She’s just another face in the crowd.

But she stands out.

She’s battling her way through the waves of I’m late-s, I should have gone to bed earlier-s and Why haven’t I started that bloody paper yet-s entangling themselves in people’s legs. They trip, but she bears on.

Her hair is made of flames; they lick their way through the sea of people, turning them to ashes, burning a path for her - James is entranced. Her brow is furrowed with decision, and she doesn’t hesitate to nudge someone out of her way with her shoulder, or to make herself bigger with the size of her backpack which looks like it could make her topple over. She parts the flood with sheer determination in her eyes.

She’s unstoppable.

“Hey!”

He goes unnoticed.

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idek how y'all can ignore alana beck bc dang she’s such an interesting character with an interesting motivation so i guess i’ll just have to tell you

like even when we first see alana there’s a major contrast between her and other characters as far as wardrobe goes. she wears glasses and has her hair up and wears kind of nicer clothes. idk about you guys but she’s what i normally think of as a nerd. and of course we learn later that she’s a straight a student who could easily get into an ivy league school. therefore she’ll want to strive for perfection, so she’s very, very ambitious and clever (definitely a slytherin if you ask me but anyway).

when alana teams up with evan and jared for the connor project, we get to see that her heart is in the right place, and has a big heart as well. she realizes that now that someone in her grade has committed suicide, it could happen again, and she clearly doesn’t want that. she commits herself fully to the mission of the connor project–to make sure no one else feels alone. heck, she has a whole verse in you will be found how we all should have and deserve a safe space where we don’t feel alone and that we can be heard.

in act two, however, she ends up leaking evan’s letter aka connor’s suicide note, and essentially ruining the murphys’ lives. now that is s e v e r e l y messed up, and i am in no way excusing her actions, but we see just how devoted she is to her beliefs, as well as her ambition and determination. she believed that leaking the letter would help the cause, so she did. evan is understandably very upset about alana leaking the letter without his consent, and accuses her of doing the connor project for like college credit or whatever something along those lines, how he trusted her enough to send it to her, and she sends it out to the world. we then have alana’s verse in good for you and all that good stuff.

alana knows her heart is in the right place, but now she knows evan’s wasn’t. because of her ambition, she believed she could actually make a positive change in her school through the connor project, and now that it was all falling apart, she realizes that all of her efforts were for nothing.

alana is definitely an idealist, and wants the best for everyone, so knowing that evan used so many people definitely made her angry. again, she did a terrible thing, and we don’t know how she felt about leaking the letter, so we don’t get a resolution to alana’s character arc, but she’s still an incredibly interesting and complex character that we as a fandom shouldn’t ignore.

thank you, thank you. *bows*

A Flower Petal

Parring: Newt Scamander X Reader

Word: 1747

Warnings: None

Summary: Soulmate Au, where you have a flower on your neck that grows with you, and blooms when you talk with your soulmate for the first time

A/N: ahhhh, i love Newt so much! And i love Soulmate aus almost as much!

Originally posted by newtafidoscamander


“Have a nice day! “you said, and waved to the couple who left the shop, before you turned to the next costumer. It was a boy, maybe a few years younger than you.

“hello” you said, and he smiled, as he handed you the flowers. “is it a gift? “

He nodded, and you started packing the sunflowers before he paid for the them.

“have a nice day! “you said, and he wished you one too. As he turned around to leave, you could see a small sunflower on the back of his neck. A small smile found its way to your lips, the flowers were sure a gift to his soulmate, something you often saw.

Everyone had a small flower on the back of their neck. It wasn’t there when you were born, but it slowly grew along with you, and bloomed the moment you spoke the first words to your soulmate.

Yourself had a long bud, with a few leaves on the stem. And you treasured it, you could spend hours looking at it.

The door opened, and you looked up to meet the face of a young woman with a pink coat and blonde curls.

“Y/N! “she said, and rushed over to you. She always smiled, but this smile wasn’t normal, there was something special about it.

“Hello Queenie” you said with a smile. “Let me guess, pink roses? “

“no! no, no, no” she said with a small laugh. “red! Do you have any? Red roses? “

“of course” you answered with a smile, and found some while continuing. “So, why the change of colour? Don’t tell me your… “

She nodded before you could finish the sentences. Your smile grew, and the other witch chuckled slightly.

“congratulations! “you said, and packed the flowers.

“his name is Jacob! “she said. “he’s a no-maj, and right now he’s staying with me and Tina together wi… “

“a no-maj?! “you asked shocked. “Queenie! “

“I know! “she said. “I know, you don’t have to tell me, Tina already did. We’ll figure it out, don’t worry. But I actually thought… maybe you would come over for dinner tonight? And meet him? “

“oh, Queenie I would love to! “you said with a smile, and Queenie clapped a bit. You had been friends with the Goldstein sisters for years. You lived a few streets away, but you were often at their place and eat. Queenie had more than one time suggested you moved in with them.

 

“Hello? “you asked, as you opened the door. You didn’t get to take a single step in, before your friend walked out to you.

“I’m so glad you’re here, Y/N!” Tina said. “Queenie doesn’t talk about anything else than Jacob! “

Tina had never been fond of the ideas of soulmates, maybe because she didn’t have one. Not everyone did, in fact it was just as normal not to have one as to have one. Some people liked not to have one, because they felt more free to fall in love with whoever they wanted. Tina had always said she was too busy for love, but you had always suspected she was hurt because of her bare neck.

well, I’m here now” you said with a smile, as took your hat, and coat off. Tina smiled, and lead you into the apartment. Queenie stood in the kitchen, waving her wand. At the table sat a brown-haired guy and watched her in awe, you smiled when you saw his red tie matched the roses on the table.

“Y/N! “Queenie said when she saw you, and smiled. “This is Jacob, my soulmate”

You walked over to Jacob, and took his hand.

“I’m Y/N” you said with a smile, and he returned it nervous.

“Jacob, but Queenie already told you that” he said, and shrugged a bit on one of his shoulders.

“Yes, she talked of nothing else earlier this day” you said with a smile, and a look at Queenie, who only smiled.

“You’ll be the same way when you meet yours! “she said, and took Jacob’s hand. He looked at her, and the eye-contact they shared in that moment made you smile. Queenie was such a sweet girl, and Jacob seemed like just the right guy for her. Their eyes showed nothing but love, before Tina spoke.

“food’s ready! “she said, and the two soulmates looked away from each other. You and Jacob sat down, Queenie began placing food on the table, and Tina disappeared.

“Mr. Scamander? “you could hear her behind the door. “The food is served”

You looked questionable at Queenie.

“He’s Jacob’s friend” she said while sitting down beside Jacob. “a British wizard! “

You nodded, and then looked at the door where Tina came in, and sat down. Beside her came a man around your age. He had curled hair, freckles, and wore a shy smile. He sat down opposite you, and you got eye-contact with him.

“Newt, this is Y/N” Queenie said. “Y/N, Newt”

“hello” he said. His voice was a bit quiet, and you got the impression that he was quite a shy guy. You wondered why he had never caught your eye before, but then remembered that Queenie had said he was British.

“It’s nice to meet you” you said with a smile.

“likewise” he said.

“So, when’s the wedding? “Tina asked with a look at Queenie, who looked quite shocked.

“well, we haven’t really talked about a wedding… “she said.

“Yes, we only meet earlier this day… “Jacob said.

“Why wait? “Newt asked. “I mean, when you meet your soulmate you already know it’s going to be them, so why wait? “

“do you have a soulmate? “you couldn’t help asking, but then blushed slightly. Soulmates were private, and not everyone wanted to share if they had one. “I apologize, that was quite rude of me”

“no, not at all! it’s in humans’ nature to be curious” he said with a smile. “To answer your question, yes I do. However, I haven’t found her yet”

“I’m sure she’ll come around” you answered, and he chuckled slightly as an answer.

 

You all ate dinner, and later you said goodbye to them all, before heading home. as you undressed yourself before heading to bed, something caught your eye in the mirror, and you moved your hair from your neck.

On the back of your neck was a small, simple Phlox. Your flower, it had bloomed. And that meant… that meant you had spoken to your soulmate!

So many people came into the little flower shop each day, you couldn’t possible figure it out, and you hadn’t checked it all day. But Tina would have been able to see it when you came to the apartment, and even though she didn’t like the idea about soulmates, she would have told you. That meant you had meet your soulmate after that. But you had barely meet anyone since then! Jacob were Queenie’s soulmate, and the only other person you had meet was…

 

“Y/N!” Tina said surprised when she saw you. You stood outside the door, the next morning. The sun barely showed, but you couldn’t hold yourself back any longer. You had to talk to him again! Had to know if his… if his flower had bloomed.

"Hello Tina” you said with a smile. “Is… I mean… can I come in? “

She nodded, still surprised, and took a step away. You stepped inside, quickly taking your hat and coat off, before heading into the apartment.

“Good morning” Jacob said a bit surprised. He sat at the table with some breakfast in front of him, a newspaper in his hands.

“Good morning” you said. “Do you happen to know where-where Newt is? “

“In his case” Jacob answered, and chuckled when he saw your look. “follow me”

He led you into a small room, where a case stood open on the floor. You pointed surprised at it, and Jacob nodded, gesturing for you to go down. You looked at the case again, not quite believing it, but taking a step down in it, suddenly finding yourself on a ladder, on the way down to another room.

“Amazing… “you said, looking up from the case, watching Jacob smile at you, before leaving. You looked around, and saw a blue coat by a door. You smiled, and opened the door to step outside.

It was as if you had stepped into another world. It was truly amazing. All around you were different kind of animals, all magical, all fantastic.

Then your eyes fell on a man a bit away. He sat down with his back turned to you, obviously holding something.

You were about to call his name, but decided against it, and walked towards him. He turned around when he heard you, and smiled while standing up.

“Hello” he said with a smile.

“it’s amazing” you said, and looked around in the new world that had been discovered for you.

“thank you” he said with a shy smile. “I take care of different kind of creatures down here, mostly hurt ones”

“fantastic” you said, and turned around to look, before reminding yourself that you had something to talk to him about. “I, uh… I actually came to ask you about something… “

You couldn’t meet his eyes, but stared at the ground. You could feel the heat rise to your cheek, and cursed yourself for being so shy.

“…your soulmate tattoo… “you continued, your cheeks getting more and more red for each word.

"I thought it was Tina at first” Newt said, and you quickly looked up. His eyes rested on the ground, his cheeks slightly red, as he scratched his neck. “But then I realised she didn’t have one, and… well… “

He looked up, and you got completely thrown back by his beautiful blue eyes.

“So… “you said, a bit ashamed of how you acted like a teen girl with a crush, he was your soulmate!

“Do you like animals? “he blurted out, and looked a bit surprised and ashamed of what he had said. You chuckled slightly as he continued: “I mean… “

“yes” you answered, and he looked up at you.

“really?! “he asked, a goofy smile playing on his lips. “I mean… have you ever meet a Niffler? “

“no” you answered with a laugh. He chuckled, before holding his hand out. You took it, and he lead you away.