Cheating - Reggie Mantle

SOOOOOO guess who does Riverdale stuff now. Me. Because when I get a new fandom, it’s all I think about for like two weeks.

Originally posted by rcggiemantle

In which the reader has the locker next to Archie, her best friend since kindergarten.

Words: 871

Warnings: None

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Don’t Worry (Peter Parker x Reader)

Hey, can you do a peter x reader where the reader has a personality like Cat Valentine from victorious and she gets bullied but peter stands up for her and she falls for him and they end up together plz and thanks! Luv ur writings! 💜

Originally posted by v-writings

(Y/B/N) - Your brother’s name. If you don’t have a brother, just choose a random name. Like Nick. Or Jack, something.

The hallway was crowded and smelled of sweat and regret. Peter shoved through the river of conversing teenagers to get to his locker. After jiggling the lock just the right way, he could finally pull it open with force to put away his gym clothes and chemistry book. A cute squeal and a weight on his back told him that his friend, (Y/N), was ready for lunch at Midtown High. While hugging him from behind, you said, “Hey, Petey! You’d never guess what happened to me this weekend!”

He chuckled and asked you, “what happened to you this weekend, snuggles?”. You pull him closer to you and smile against his back. “I was with my Mom in New York and –”. You were shoved to the ground by one of Flash’s ‘henchmen’. “Hey, shortie. How is that brother of yours? Still in that crazy bin?” he teased while leaning against the locker next to Peter’s. “Lol, I bet!” another said in response. Your smile, that Peter thought was permanently tattooed onto your face, fell and your eyes dropped to your glittery shoes. “What the hell, Flash, leave her alone!” Peter fought, angry that the bully was able to have such an effect on you. “Defending your crazy girlfriend? Shut your mouth, Parker. This isn’t about you.”

With a shove into the locker beside Peter’s, Flash and his basketball buddies were down the hallway, walking out of the side door towards the outdoor lunch tables. Tears welled up in your eyes but you fought them off, a faux smile pulling at your quivering lips. “Ready for lunch?” your voice cracked, strained from trying not to cry. Peter pulled you into a constricting embrace and placed a kiss on top of your head when you cuddled into his chest. “Don’t mind him. He doesn’t know anything.”

“But he does. (Y/B/N) used to play basketball with him. Well, until the school decided he was a problem,” you tell him with a scratchy voice. He just whispers ‘everything’s okay. You’ll be okay’ into your hair and holds you close to his chest.

Seventeen: Dating Lee Jihoon

• You automatically become the go-to person when anyone wants anything from Jihoon
• Living for his smol pretty hands
• Him being really clingy and grumpy when he’s tired
• “You’re like this pastry, Jihoon.” “What?” “Soft and squishy and sweet.” “Aish, shush.”
• Him smiling unconsciously whenever you smile
• Not huge on PDA but lots and lots of hand holding
• Probably bringing him coffee at like 3 am and trying to convince him to sleep
• “You only slept litrally two hours yesterday.” “I’ve already had a sip of my coffee. There can be no return.”
• Once, Seungkwan tried to flirt with you to make him jealous
• Needless to say, R.I.P. Seungkwan 2k17
• Sleepy sweater paws
• Occasional bad days w/ nervous breakdowns that end in cuddles and junk food and slow music
• “Hey, shorty.” “Y/n, just because we’re dating doesn’t mean you won’t make my kill list.”
• Begging him to sing for you
• For you anniversary, he actually wrote a song for you
• You and Seungcheol having to double team him to get him to eat and sleep
• Cute pretty sleepy babe

Protector (Peter Parker x Reader)

Originally posted by sincerelysaraahh

*Not my GIF*

Word Count: 2236

*Please don’t plagiarize my work, thank you :3*

You were picked up your textbooks and notebooks, hugging them to your chest and walked briskly out of the classroom. It had been a long and terribly boring school day, as most school days were at the end of the year. The popular guys were pissing off the teachers and talking loudly, the more fashionable girls were Snap-chatting in class, and the teachers were fed up with everyone but still sane enough to give out detention slips. You balanced your binders on your knee while trying to open your locker as quickly as possible, eager to get on the bus to go home. It was Friday, and school was ending next week, much to everyone’s relief. A text from Peter just minutes before had left you in good spirits; he asked to come over like always for a Friday night movie marathon with Michelle and Ned, set with popcorn, ice cream and junk food of every kind. Stuffing things into your backpack and slamming the locker shut, you started down the hallway. The loud chatter from other students passing you gradually got more quiet as people in the very front of the school grew deadly still and began to crowd around something, blocking the entire hall. Whispers and muttering broke out, students everywhere desperate to get to the front where pushing and shoving your small form. Suddenly, a loud, collective gasp came from somewhere in front, followed by laughter and something being banged against what could only be a locker. You huffed loudly, just wanting to get to the buses until-

“Parker, Parker, Parker…” The students in the front chanted, jeering even louder now. Your eyes widened and the breath left your lungs. You shoved people aside, ignoring their grumbles and cursing to break into the inner circle. Another loud metal bang echoed, almost drowned by the loud laughter. Charging through row after row of high schoolers, you ignored the sharp jabs to your stomach from different restless kids. Maybe it isn’t him. You think, already knowing the answer. C’mon Peter, please don’t tell me it’s you out there. Reaching the inner circle, you desperately tried to squeeze between the line of tall guys that stood in front. You duck down, finding a little crack between the wall of jocks to look though. Sure enough, Peter’s beat up sneakers were just visible as he was pushed backwards against the line of lockers.

“How’s that Parker?” Flash Thompson’s voice rang out, angry and arrogant. “Wanted to taste the floor today, didn’t ya?” You hear Peter groan loudly, probably attempting to fight back.

“Hey, leave him alone!” Ned yelled, also trying to help his friend.

“Let me handle this Ned.” Michelle warned, and you calm down a bit. Michelle could help- she was very scary when needed. “Wait ‘till I get my hands on that son of a bitch.”

“What are you going to do?” One of Flash’s friends taunted. “Bore us to death with some nerd science?” Michelle snarled, losing her cool. Poor Ned had to grab both her wrists to hold her back.

“Hey Parker,” Flash announced, lifting Peter off the ground by the hem of his t-shirt. “Why are you so annoying, eh Parker?”

“A-all I did was tell you to s-shut up.” Peter retaliated, squirming. “Not my fault you have the temper of a bull with anger issues.” Flash grabbed Peter’s hair and slammed his head against the lockers. This made anger boiled in you like hot lava, making your head fill with thoughts of how to brutally murder Flash. You pushed even harder against the blockade Flash’s friends made, only managing to kick them in the heel. Fuck that. You think, absolutely enraged. The teachers just had to be in a meeting right now.

“Puny Parker,” Flash teased, cruel and unforgiving. “No wonder you hang out with the losers. D’you really think the Liz Allan would go out with you? Good thing you gave up on that, right? How does it feel to be such an epic loser that you hang around them!” He pointed to Ned restraining Michelle.

“And that other weird girl, what’s her name?” Flash asks. “Bet she only hangs around you ‘cuz she feels sorry for your ugly ass!”

“Leave them out of this! Leave her alone!” Peter yells, swinging his arms to punch Flash.

“Aww, does Puny Parker have a new crush?” Flash cooed, fake pouting. “Gonna go home and cry to your aunt and uncle? Oh wait-you can’t ‘cuz your uncle’s dead. Probably killed himself when he saw what a little bitch he had as a nephew-”

“ENOUGH!” You roared, finally forcing your way past Flash’s ogre friends. Stomping over to him, you let the backpack fall to the floor with a ‘thud’. The students became silent, watching the scene that was unraveling before them. Flash was so shocked he dropped Peter, who slumped against the lockers. You rush to him and drop to your knees, taking his face in your hands and inspecting it. Peter mumbled something about being fine, but his bleeding lip and bruised cheek said otherwise.

“You’ll be alright Peter.” You soothed, wiping the hair from his forehead. “Can you breathe okay? Not going to pass out, right?” He nodded weakly, face growing pink from embarrassment upon realizing that everyone was watching them.

“Okay-umm…” You glance at Ned and Michelle, then help Peter up, slinging his arm around your shoulder. “Y-you’re going to be okay. I’ll make it okay.”

Limping Peter over, you slip his arm off your shoulder and let Ned hold him up. “Take him to the storage closet.” You plead. “Stay there-I’ll be there in a bit.” Michelle nods solemnly and begins to shout at people to make a path. You slowly turn to Flash, a new fire in your eyes.

“What gave you the right?” You ask quietly, your voice a dangerous calm. “What gave you the right to treat him like that Flash?”

“Hey shorty, don’t start.” Flash says, smirking down at you. “Don’t even pretend you can hurt me.”

“Maybe I can’t hurt you, although rest assured that I really, really want to.” You hiss spitefully. “You envy Peter, don’t you?” Flash’s grin slips off of his face and he growls, cracking his knuckles.

You continue, not intimidated by his actions. “You envy Peter because he’s smart enough to be a damn nuclear physicist,” Your voice is rising steadily, reaching the point of near shouting. “And the only job you’ll ever get is serving food at FUCKING MCDONALDS!” Pinching the bridge of your nose, you calm down a bit, feeling about ready to physically explode.

Flash steps closer to you, his red face looking down at you menacingly. “Are you threatening me, you little-”

You cut him off almost immediately, standing on your toes to seem taller. “Am I threatening the great Flash Thompson?” You announce sarcastically. “Hell yeah I am. Don’t think I didn’t see the S.O.L. cheat paper in your backpack. Y’know how much trouble that can get you in? Forget detention, dumb-ass. That’s worth expulsion from school.” Flash paled visibly, stepping back from you.

“You wouldn’t-”

“Oh yes, I would!” You snapped, flailing your arms around wildly. “I can have you expelled faster than you can say your own name. So how about-” You walk up to him and jab an accusing finger at his chest.

“You leave Peter, Ned and Michelle alone-” You poke him a bit harder, taking another step forward. “Stop being such an asshole-” Another sharp prod to his chest.

“And if you ever hurt Peter again, I’ll make the rest of your high school years a living hell!” You shout, pushing Flash back forcefully. Then, picking up your backpack and spinning around on your heel, you stomp away, leaving the stunned highschoolers behind.

The hallways are a blur as you break into a run, sprinting to the famous storage closet that is often used as a hideout or meeting place. You skidded to a halt at the familiar grey plaque on the wall that read “Room 201: Storage”. It takes three quick knocks, a pause, and another two for Ned to open the locked door. You dart inside and take in the sight before you. Peter looked nothing short of terrible; his lip was still bleeding profusely and there was a nice sized cut on his head that made the hair stick to his forehead, staining it a dark red. It hurt you how utterly defeated he was. Remind me to kill Flash later. You think scathingly. Michelle elbows Ned in the side and stares pointedly at the door. When Ned gives her a confused look in return, she rolls her eyes and pushed him out of the storage closet, giving you a hopeful smile before shutting the door.

“Why didn’t you clean up?” You ask, keeping your voice calm.

“I was waiting for you to come.” Peter murmured faintly.

“Peter…” You trailed off, picking a roll of paper towels off a shelf.

“It’s pathetic, I know.” He said, hugging his knees to his chest. “Maybe-maybe you shouldn’t hang around me… You’ll just become another target for Flash.”

“Peter, you’re the smartest person I know…” You start, crumpling a paper towel into a ball. “-So why are you being such a dumb-ass?” Peter looks up, surprised at the change of tone.


“You heard me. Stop being stupid.” You dab gently at his forehead with the ball of paper towels, seeing him wince at every touch. “How could I ever want to stop being around you, hmm? You’re a freaking awesome guy, smarter than anyone else I know. You’re kind and funny and fucking amazing, okay? And Flash won’t even come near us any more unless he wants to be kicked out of school.”

Peter chuckled slightly. “Knowing how you get when angry he probably pissed his pants. Twice.”

“Don’t dodge the topic.” You said coolly, throwing the bloody towel away and getting a new one. “Why do you think you’re not enough? Why don’t you understand how much I-”

“Because-because I don’t know!” Peter said exasperatedly, throwing his hands up in defeat. He was trying to keep it together but the way his voice cracked when he spoke told you how he really was. “You’re you, and I’m just me! How could I possibly be enough for someone like you, huh? Spider-man is the hero, he’s the one who saves people and climbs walls! I’m Peter fucking Parker, the loser who couldn’t even save his-”

You wrap your arms around him, effectively shutting him up. Both of you stay still for a while and you refuse to let him go until his breathing evens out. After hours, or maybe just seconds, Peter sighs in content against your hair, slumping into your body and relaxing. Your hand weaves through his brown locks, gently tugging and pulling, making him whimper softly.

Before you could even think what you were doing, you pulled away for a second and brushed your lips against his jawline ever so lightly. Peter froze and his heart rate began to speed up again.

“Spider-man is great, really he is. But Spider-man’s no Peter Parker.” You say in a rushed whisper, placing his head on your shoulder. “Peter Parker is this fantastically nerdy guy with endless science jokes and big geek glasses and-and he never fails to make his friends laugh, and he may just be the dictionary definition of perfect! That’s how you are, Peter. Just a big ball of freaking adorable dorkiness and it should never be any other way.”

You could feel Peter smile against your shoulder, rubbing his nose against the fabric of your shirt.

“You’re amazing too y’know.” Came Peter’s muffled reply. He moved his head to speak clearly. “You scared Flash Thompson. That’s worth at least a Nobel Prize, being that bad-ass. And you’re better at science than me.”

“Wow Peter, no big speech for me?” You say, laughing slightly. “Fine then. We’re both pretty impressive, huh?”

Peter dug his face back into your shirt and hummed.

“D’you want to go to your place and just chill for awhile?” You ask hesitantly, scared he would freak out over the kiss and say no. Peter beamed brightly and nodded.

“Sure. Stay the night?” He replied, feeling a lot better now. The iPod in your pocket dinged and you saw a text from Michelle explaining that she and Ned were going to skip movie night just this once. You rolled your eyes at the wink emoji that she kept sending.


If anyone were to walk into the living room of the Parker residence at about 11:30 p.m., they would have seen a girl and a boy asleep soundly on the couch, the TV still playing old episodes of Teen Wolf. The two teens were, of course, a hopeless mess of tangled bodies. Both your hands were entwined in Peter’s hair and one leg was thrown over his hip while his arms were wrapped around your waist, his head against your chest, pulling you closer. At around 12:45 a.m. Peter’s hands would move lower to a less innocent place on your body and by 2:20 a.m. you had both rolled over so that you were now on top of him, your head in the crook of his neck. At 4:30 a.m. you sighed in your sleep, peaceful and happy.

She’s the one bro ~ Vol.5

Originally posted by conormaynardaf

“When is this little one going to pop out.” You groaned head falling onto Conor’s shoulder.

“When he or she feels like it Y/N.” Conor laughed handing you some chocolate, “Plus it’s a Maynard baby, we are always late.”

It had been eight months since you found out you were pregnant, you had gone to the doctors the next morning and they relived you had already been pregnant for a month. Of course Jack was enthusiastic and practically jumped onto to Conor when he was telling him, you remember the look of horror on Conor’s face when he realised he had indeed walked in when you having sex and had got pregnant from it.

Right now though, you were a week past your due date and everyone was getting impatient; especially Jack. All he wanted was for a little Maynard to be running around the house, and finally have the family he wanted.

However, being a week past your due date meant that Jack still had to go and catch up on all those meetings he had been missing on. So that left you, Anna and Conor in the Maynard household by yourselves as Jack was in London and his parents were at work.

And it turns out lucky was not your side today.

You were sat on the sofa in between the oldest and youngest Maynard when you suddenly felt the need to go to the toilet, groaning and mumbling a ‘not again’ causing the two siblings to laugh you got and it only took you four steps out the living room when you felt it.

“Conor!” You screamed in panic, you heard both siblings jump up and run to the hall way where you stood with pure horror on your face. “The fucking water balloon popped.”

It went in the slow motion, Conor ran back into the living room to grab you phone so he can call the midwife and Anna, well Anna panicked. Badly. “Oh my fucking God, what do I d-”

“Anna.” You snapped softly, Anna looked up at you panic clear in her eyes. “Call Jack.”

You watched as she nodded and ran into the living room to get her phone, just as she left a pain surged within your body causing you to let a yelp. Conor ran back out with your phone pressed up to his ear, “You okay?”

“It hurts.” You moaned out and Conor quickly rushed that you were in pain to your midwife.

“Okay, um, Y/N. How much does it hurt?” Conor asked, throwing one of your arms over his shoulder.

You said two words that soon turned everyone in a mode of panic, “A lot.”

“Anna!” Conor shouted, “Hey Y/N, look we are going to take you to the hospital okay? It’s going to be okay.”

You nodded feeling the pain get worse, Anna had come out of the living room, shoes on her feet and her phone on speaker. “Jack won’t pick up.”

Conor muttered curse words at your boyfriend as he thought of a plan, “Okay, right, Anna hold Y/N as I get some shoes and my keys, call mum and dad. Y/N use your phone to call you parents and see if Jack will answer the phone to you okay? Okay? Good plan.”

Anna put your arm around your shoulder as Conor jumped over your water leak, Anna passed you your phone as your quickly called your mum telling her it was time and Anna did the same thing with her parents.

Just as you hung up, Conor came spirting down the hallway totally forgetting that there was a pulled of water because he went flying through it and slipped in the air. You had burst into laughter at the sight of a horrified Conor sat in the puddle of you water, “That’s fucking disgusting.” Conor spoke and shouted the last word.

It wasn’t till you had stopped laugh and moaned in pain everyone got back to their senses and the next thing you know you were rushed out into the car.

Picking your phone, you rang your boyfriend, “Heyyyyyyy, this is Jack I can-”

“I swear to shit I am going to fucking kill him.” You muttered untill an idea struck you, scrolling through your contacts you clicked on Lexi’s name and handed the phone to Anna as she was sat in the back seat with you.

“Y/N is ever-”

“Lexi its happening.” Anna panicked voice ran down the phone with Conor shouted curse words at over cars.

Lexi sat on the other side of the phone pale as a ghost, she jumped up from her seat and burst through the doors that held the live meeting Jack was doing. Jack was smiling towards the interviewer when Lexi burst into the room and he knew, he knew just then you were going to be having the baby.

She didn’t have to utter anything before Jack had jumped up from his chair and grabbed her phone out of her hands and started running down the corridors. “Baby?” He asked down the phone hearing Lexi run after him.

“Jack?” Anna asked wincing in pain when you squeezed her hand.

“Is she okay? What’s happening? I’m on my way.” Jack rushed pushing people out the way, one of those people having being Caspar who frowned watching one of his best friend spirt through people with Lexi spirting right behind him.

It took Caspar three seconds before he was running after them screaming at his manager who was gaping at him, “I’M NOT MISSING MY BEST FRIENDS BIRTH.”

Jack had managed to reach Lexis car, where Lexi had thrown him the keys and he was already in the car starting up the car with Lexi he quickly put the phone on speaker and threw it into her lap. He was about to ask Anna to pass the phone to you when he heard the back doors of the car being thrown open and someone jumping in the back seat.

He turned around and saw Caspar sat there putting his belt on, not even questioning how Caspar had found them he pulled out the parking space. “Pass the phone to Y/N.”

“Jack.” He heard your voice and he instantly frowned at the pain leaking within your voice.

“Baby listen, I am going to make this okay?” He spoke speeding through the streets of London.

You yelped in pain and Jack sped faster, “It’s going to take you at least two hours with traffic.”

Jack opened his mouth to speak but Caspar voice cut through “There’s no traffic it will take you an hour and a half.”

“Caspar?” You questioned confusingly.

“Hey shorty, anyway with the way Jack’s speeding it will probably take us an hour maybe less.”

“I don’t care how long it takes, if your ass does not get here by the time I’m squeezing this baby out I am going to murder you.” And with that you hung up leaving Jack to speed to Brighton.

“Listen very carefully Y/N, approximately twenty minutes you are going to have to start pushing. We need you to choose one person to stay in the room with you as well.” The doctor told you wearily knowing that Jack still hadn’t arrived.

Nodding your head, the doctor left you and the Maynard family, “If Jack doesn’t make it, Conor you better be fucking ready.”

“Me?” Conor asked surprised.

“No Connor Ball, yes fucking you.”

Conor nodded, holding your hand for every time you need to squeeze. The doctor came in a few minutes after holding some scrubs, “Have you chosen who will be staying in the time with you?”

Conor stood up holding his hand out ready to take them when a loud bang echoed the room and an out of breath sweaty Jack Maynard entered the room, “Am I late?”

“Oh thank the lord, I don’t know if I could have done that.” Conor sighed pushing the scrubs in Jack’s hands walking out the room, “This baby better be the best damn baby in the world, causing me heart attacks all day.”

“Jack.” You gritted out seeing him just staring you with a face of awe, “Put the damn scrubs on.”

Nodding his head Jack quickly went into the room bathroom and put them on as the rest of his family left the room wishing you a good luck or in Helen’s words “If it’s anything like my boys, you’re going to be in hell.”

The doctor started talking to you about how you were going to need to start pushing but from the corner of your eye you saw Jack hand the midwife something before he walked over to you.

“Mr. Maynard ready?” The doctor asked.

Jack nodded, bending down whispering sweet nothings into your ear as you screamed. “Come on princess, you can do it.”

Jack looked up towards the doctor who nodded at the boy, “One more push baby, one more.”

Jack watched as you screamed one last time before he heard the small cries of your baby, he kissed your forehead laughing softly as you cried in happiness. He lifted his he heads and watch as the midwife came towards him, “Congratulations, it’s a baby girl.”

You watched the midwife show Jack your baby girl before turning towards you and handing her over to you. You choked back a sob staring down at the little girl in front of you, “She’s so beautiful.” You whispered running a finger down her face.

“She’s perfect.” Jack whispered crying, you both stared at the little human before the midwife came over asking if she can check everything again. She handed your little girl to another nurse before she came back with a smile on her face.

“Have you decided on a name?” She smiled.

Jack looked down at you, you nodded with a smile. “Alexa Maynard.”

“Oh what a lovely name, let me go get Alexa for you now.” She smiled walking away.

Jack put his hand in his pocket and messed around with the small black box, he watched the nurse hand his daughter over to you.

It’s time…

The nurse handed Alexa to you before speeding walking away, looking down at your daughter you gasped, tears filling up in your eyes when you read what was on the baby grow.

Looking to your left you found your boyfriend with his left knee on the floor with a beautiful diamond ring.

“When I first talked to you at that bar, I thought god damn I want this girl, not just for the night but I want this girl in my life. I don’t care if she’s my best friend or the girl I wake up to every morning. I want her. The time you fought with my crazy ex-girlfriend with just sass, then laughed like nothing with the boys was the time I knew we were going to be together for the rest of our life’s. I love your smile, I love the way your eyes twinkle, I love your laugh, and God I love you. Will you Marry me?

“Yes, Yes, Oh my god yes!” Jack smiled getting up the floor and very carefully slipped the ring on your finger, as you were still holding Alexa.

Jack whipped your tears pressing a small but still full of love kiss, Jack took Alexa out of your arms and started mumbling promises to his new girl. You stared the two of them in awe before looking down at the beautiful ring in front of you.

From that very moment you knew your life was going to only get better and better from now.

Living with BTS

* Waking up to Namjoon almost breaking the door. And your ear drums.


* Frowning at how stressful the boys’ schedule is as they discuss it at the breakfast table.

* “It’s stressful but it makes us happy!” Jimin smiles.

* Helping Jin with the dishes.

* Jungkook carries you on his back as he goes up the stairs and throws you on your bed when he gets to your room.

* After everyone gets ready to leave, you all run down the stairs to go to the company.

* You smiling at each one of them as they practice their dances.

* “I deserve my position as dance leader, don’t I” Hobi asks and you nod aggressively.

* Getting them cold drinks and ice cream for after practice.


* Reading books about aliens with Taehyung during breaks.

* “I want to visit mars”

* “You want to go back to your homeland?”

* After a lot of practice, you all return home to spend the rest of the evening together.

* Cooking lessons with world-wide handsome.

* Jimin always standing next to you because you’re the only one shorter than him.

* “Hey shorty” he wiggles his eyebrows at you.

* Namjoon trying to keep things PG.


* Free style rapping with Yoongi.

* “That was good” he compliments your rapping of how good looking he is.

* Falling asleep on the couch unconsciously.

* “Shhhhh, the baby is asleep” Jin whispers.

* Hoseok carries you up to your room and tucks you in.

* All the boys making sure you’re getting good sleep because you’re just like a little sister to them.

* “Good night, y/n”


Is this the Sequel? - Jensen Ackles x Reader

Title: Is this the Sequel?

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader, Henry Cavill x Reader

Word Count: —

Warnings: Angst

Prompt: @earthquackles actually once messaged me this: how about… henry cavill x reader?? are you a fan? Or maybe Jensen jealous of reader and Henry? Probably because he is in love with her and doesn’t want to lose the chance to say he loves her. 

I wasn’t a fan back then because I had not seen any of his movies and didn’t know him much but now oh damn yes! So of course I came up with this now! Enjoy!

“I insist though, it was clear. Batman so totally had it. I mean first; he had pinned him he could just as well kill him like that and second; dudes it’s batman! Even without seeing the movie I was sure he’d win!” Jensen mumbled next to you and you shared a look with Jared before you both chuckled.

“Hey Jensen, easy. Your Dean is showing.” Jared said laughing as Jensen only rolled his eyes at his friend.

“That and- I don’t really think it was that obvious. Maybe Superman could have won if the situation was slightly different.” you said with a smirk, taking a bite of your food. You loved acting, and you loved goofing around on set with the boys but lunch break when you actually had the time to talk was the best of all.

“Of course you’d say that.” he huffed “Everything for your Henry.” he seemed a little too annoyed and you knew it wasn’t for you teasing him or even disagreeing. No that had happened a few times before and his reaction wasn’t like this. You knew that it was about the person in specific.

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Little Red

Summary : Jim Kirk loves teasing the reader because of her height. The reader shows him that though she maybe tiny,she is not to be messed with. 

Pairing : Jim Kirk x reader

POV : Third Person

Word Count : 949

Beta Reader : the lovely @yourtropegirl who (along with @lostdreamsanddeadroses ) changed my life for better or worse by introducing me to this fandom. Thank you darling <3

A/n : This is my first ever Star Trek fic. Constructive criticism is welcome <3

Originally posted by captainprincesskk

He was late yet again.

To be fair, he would have got there early if it hadn’t been for Gaila, who couldn’t find her shirt and the fact that they’d started making out halfway through. But Bones didn’t need to know that. 

“Thought you wouldn’t make it” Bones said, slapping Jim on the back. 

“And miss out on getting you drunk and getting you some action? Not a chance,” Jim chuckled, taking a seat at the bar with the others. 

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Spider Mayhem

Originally posted by jackmaynard-23

“Hey, Jack!” I say answering the front door.

“Hey, shorty!” He says.

We both then walk into the living room.

“Oh, you already set up the equipment?” He asks looking around.

“Yeah, I set it all up when Joe left.” I walk over and get myself a cup of coffee.

“So what are we filming today?” I turn to him.

“Say It or Shot It!” He smirks.

My eyes grow in realization.

“Wait why are you smirking I’ll be asking just as many embarrassing questions as you ask me?” His smirk falls.

“Right.” He trails off regretting this weeks decision.


“Welcome back guys and today I’m joined with the lovely y/n!” He says pointing to me.

“Hi guys!” I wave.

“Now today we’ll be playing Say It or Shot It. This time it will be the last I ever play this game. Now, this is where we…basically embarrass the other person.” I give out a big sigh.

“Don’t worry there are only five questions.” He tries to reassure me.

How did I get myself into this? I look down at the three shots in front of me. This reddish brownish looking shot catches my eye. I pick it up to examine what it could be.

“What’s this?” I ask worriedly.

“That would be tabasco sauce and mayo.” He looks at me.

“And this is mustard and ketchup and last but not least, vinegar and fish sauce.” He says while holding the two shots.

I gag a little looking at it.

“Okay let’s get this over with.” I clap my hands.

After flipping a coin, Jack got the pleasure of asking me the first question.

“Y/n how did you first meet Joe?” He smirks. I look at him astonished.

“Oh and for this question, if you don’t answer you can drink the tabasco sauce with mayo.” He smiles at the camera. I look down at the shot.

“You know how much I hate you right now!?” I say while taking the shot. I did this while looking up at the ceiling. Out of shock, I froze in place. Right above me was a big spider hanging down from the ceiling. I lean back a bit and fall backward onto the floor. I start coughing from how spicy the shot was. 

“Wow. Um, y/n are you okay?” Jack asks.

“Jack there’s a spider!” I scream.

He quickly gets out of his seat looking around to where it could be. 

“Jack there!” I point, standing up.

“Well don’t just stand there! Kill it!” I yell frantically.

“Y/n you’re crazy! You do it!” 

“N-No I’m good.” I back away a little.

We then hear the front door open. Oh, thank God Joe’s here.

“Love?” He asks confused.

“Guys. What’s wrong?” He tries again.

“Honey there’s a spider.” I point out.

“Ohhhh. You should’ve just said that in the first place.” He relaxes

He walks over to the spider and kills it with his hands. Jack and I both let out a breath. I walk over to Joe and kiss him on the lips.

“Thanks, honey.” I smile.

“Yeah, thanks mate.” Jack bro hugs him. I walk on over to the camera and see it had recorded that whole scene.

“Well, at least we got good footage.” I laugh.

Sexual Cuddiling 》Thor x Chubby!Short!Reader 》Smut

@ladydork requested a Thor x Chubby and short reader, here it is! ♡

Warning(s): Rough sex, I dont know just sex,

I nuzzled my head into Thor’s chest, He gripped my thighs. I never thought cuddling would get to this. Thor let out a guttural groan and threw back his head as I grinded my arse onto his crotch. I leaned back and watched Thor’s face, his face contorted in pleasure.

“Thor..” I moaned his name as he bucked his hips into mine, he lifted me off and carried me to our room. “Thor, put me down! I’m heavy!” Thor looked at me, “My love, are you calling yourself fat?” I nodded, he set me down onto the bed. “Darling, you are beautiful being in all the nine realms, your weight doesn’t matter to me.” He reassured, he leaned into my neck and licked my pulse. I groaned and gripped his blonde locks. He took his hand and ripped my shirt and bra off “Fuck!” I threw back my head and groaned, “Such a pretty lady like you shouldn’t have a vulgar mouth like yours” I blushed

He latched his lips onto my pink bud, “Thor” I moaned, I wrapped my legs around his hips. Once he had treated both of my tits, he rubbed my sides as he leaned down and pulled off my Pants and panties, I let out a silent moan and he licked my clit. “Thor..!” I reached down and tugged at his shirt, “unfair” I whispered, He smirked and pulled it off, along with his jeans. He prodded my clitoris with his tongue. After begs of ‘Please! don’t stop!’ and ‘Thor!!’ I finally felt that familiar knot in my stomach, “Thor!!” I screamed as he bit my clit, the bubble popping. I felt him kick up my juices.

 He got up to my level looking me in the eyes, I nodded and he pulled off his boxers and slowly slid into me. I moaned and twitched, I wrapped my arms around his neck, “faster!!” I moaned, and he complied. I closed my eyes and threw back my head. “Don’t stop Thor!!” I yelled as he hit my sweet spot. I felt the bubble again and bucked my hips once more, Thor buried his head into the crook of my neck.

 “(y/n)..” He moaned as his thrusts became harder and faster. I loved rough. I felt my release soon popping, “I’m going to cum!!” I moaned, Thor whispered ‘me too’ Thor came inside of me, which caused me to hit my own sweet release. “Fuck!” I moaned as we rode out our highs. “Mr. Odinson, Miss. (Y/L/N). Stark has requested you in the living room" 

 “Hey shorty!” Tony soon stopped and laughed and pointed at me, “what?” I mumbled “Your neck!!” He was on the point of tears, soon rolling on the ground, “Thor!!” I turned to my tall boyfriend, “What My love? Do you not like me marking you as mine?” That only caused everyone to laugh.. and Tony to piss his pants.

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Originally posted by markdon-nct

He would not mind it at all, I think that he would really find it cute that you’re short and would…admire it. but we can’t forget he’ll also share your pain cause he is the shortest in hyung line.


Originally posted by nctepdnim

He wouldn’t mind you height as all, though he probably will view you as a smol being and protect you more, even if you slip, cause you are precious. He gonna catch all them jokes about your height and throw them back at ‘em.


Originally posted by ohbaibeeitsyou

Seriously though, I think Johnny is the type to go up to you and be like, “Damn girl you short,” so most likely he would make fun of it because it’s you(also cause he a tall as person). Or come up to you like"hey shorty" with a smirk every time you guys meet, then act all precious afterward.


Originally posted by chantenyongs

He probably can’t help but smile when you talk about your shortness and your struggle, especially when you seem serious but your short so it makes it funny.


Originally posted by nakamotens

Will be like Johnny but maybe too playful about it leading to small unnecessary arguments, and the thing it, he probably never stop doing it unless you do truly feel hurt about it.


Originally posted by chanhees

If your ever feeling insecure about your shortness, Kun will take care of that, I feel like he’s the cliche type of person in a drama that constantly take care and compliments an individual and that is you. where my baby at though, he long gone ;-;


Originally posted by nctinfo

He’ll make fun of you just like Johnny but will immediately apologize because he feel bad for it like, “Hey shorty, Im sorry, I can’t help it.” and then just few second of awkward silence then his awkwardness has risen again.


Originally posted by tenchittaphonsnose

Probably won’t understand why you might feel insecure about your shortness, but he’ll assure you that you great just the way you are, although he will still laugh.


Originally posted by why-jaehyun

He would absolutely just love watching you with your struggles, but he is a kind person so in the end, he is mostly likely to help you even though internally, he’s laughing his ass off and is actually enjoying it. an evil sweetheart.


Originally posted by blackgirlslovebts

I don’t think he’ll talk about your height a lot since he’ll most likely only care for you as a whole.

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I am back!!!! It’s okay everyone who it of that height, I am too, and i had all these feeling before ;-;, i love tall people too but lowkey hate them XD and heres Maknae Line

The Adoption

Part Ten

I decided a private plane was the way to go for this entire trip.  I didn’t want my family to be exposed to any unnecessary run-ins with paparazzi or with fans.  Emily and I would announce Kesse was a part of our family on our own time.  It was important to me that we keep this as under wraps as possible.  So we left as early as possible from the house.

I rented a house for us in Spain, complete with a chef, a cleaning staff and a nanny.  We were only going to be there for four days, but Emily was pregnant and I didn’t want her doing anything whatsoever.  Not to mention I needed to make sure Kesse had as calm an environment as possible to come back to and for whatever reason fans always seemed to find out when I was staying in a hotel.  The house was secluded and Jeff assured me the staff would tell no one.  My goal was to have my family back home with no one any the wiser that we were now plus one child.

Emily slid her hands onto her hips as I walked into the master bedroom behind her,

“A nanny?”

I nodded,

“Yes.  A nanny.”

“Harry, I can take care of Noah.  I’m only eight weeks.  I’m months away from even showing.”

“I don’t care.”  I said confidently, “I make enough money to make sure you don’t lift a finger while you’re pregnant.”

She shook her head, knowing better than to argue with me when I was determined.  I’d been the same way with Noah.  She reached out to grab my hand as I walked by, pulling me over to her.  She linked her hands behind my back,

“Tell me we’re gonna be ok.  He’s coming home.”

I rubbed her shoulders gently,

“We’re gonna be ok.  He’s coming home.”

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anonymous asked:

#6 with tododeku (OR todoiideku ;)) todoroki as the lee would be p nice too

#6. “Wow, you’re such a shorty.”

“Hey, can I borrow some pajama pants? I forgot to pack some,” Midoriya asks, peeking his head into Todoroki’s bedroom for a moment. Todoroki looks up and raises an eyebrow. 

“Of course, but I’m not sure they’ll fit you very well.”

Midoriya frowns. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Todoroki hides his smile behind his phone. “Well… you’re kind of short.”

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wanna one mtl to tease you about being short


  • Seongwoo
  • Jaehwan
  • Daniel
  • Jisung
  • Guanlin
  • Sungwoon
  • Jinyoung
  • Minhyun
  • Jihoon
  • Woojin
  • Daehwi


Seongwoo, Jaehwan, Daniel and Jisung will tease you the most because they think it’s funny how you struggle to reach things, go and grab it for you but hold it in the air so you still can’t get it. “Can you just give it to me please?” “Uh, i got it down for you so you can come get it.” After he’s done laughing about it he finally gives it to you.

Guanlin and Jinyoung will mostly tease you because the size difference between you two. They think it’s funny, “Hey shorty, how’s the weather down there.” Sungwoon will tease you just because that’s the way he is. He may be short himself but he still finds it funny/cute. 

Minhyun, Jihoon, Woojin, Daehwi won’t tease you that much, maybe here and there. They mostly just call you cute, tiny, and adorable. They also like to wrap their bodies around you.

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TBFT: Raphael

Universe: 2016

Rating: Rated R (Nudity)

Authors Note: So this was going to be a short imagine and it turned out to be a full on fic lol. It’s about them touching naked boobs for the first time (Don’t worry all the guys will get one) Also tbft stands for “Touching boobs for the first time” haha

Summary: Raphael and his girlfriend take it to the next level.

Raphael threw himself onto his bed, it was noon and he was finally going to bed after a long night. Just then his phone buzzed. Raph groaned heavily into the empty room. He hesitantly checked his phone, it was [Y/N]. Come over big red, I have a special surprise. He considered staying in bed and apologizing later but eventually lifted his limp body from the mattress and headed out.
[Y/N] paced back and forth in her bedroom, biting her nails nervously. It had been almost an hour and Raph still wasn’t there. Had he decided not to come? She sat on her bed in an effort to calm her nerves. Raphael and [Y/N] had been dating for two months and the sexiest thing they had ever done was dry hump. Raphael never pushed her to do anything she wasn’t ready for. Today though, she felt she was ready for him to see her topless. She almost ached for him to touch her, to feel his hands pressed up against her naked breasts. She lost herself in thought when a sleepy mutant tapped at her window. [Y/N] rushed to open it, so grateful to see him. Raph yawned sleepily as soon as she let him in.
“Hey shorty,” he rubbed his eyes, throwing himself face first onto her bed. His eyes began closing lazily. “This better be good.” She blushed just thinking about what she was about to do.
“I hope so,” she laughed nervously. Raph popped his eyes open. He had only heard that laugh once before, and that was right before she kissed him for the first time. He would know that laugh anywhere. “But you have to turn around to be able to see it.” He could hear the smile creeping into her voice. Raphael sat up, pretending not to notice how weird she was acting.
“Alright alright I’m up.” He smirked. She was subtly jumping up and down excitedly,
“Ok,” she took a deep breath. “I know we’ve been dating for four months and I feel really comfortable with you,” she rambled. “And I want to take our relationship to the next level so…” She trailed off and Raphael watched in awe as [Y/N] stood in front of him, opening her shirt. He had seen breasts before, but never in real life. He had honestly thought that it would never happen and now here it was, staring him in the face, and he had no idea what to do.
“Ya really don’t halfta’.“ He interjected. She looked in his eyes with a gaze that made his heart jackhammer against his plastron.
“I want to.” She blushed as she undid the last button. Her shirt slipped off her bronze shoulders, landing softly on the floor behind her. Raphael stared in shock, his face the deepest green it had ever been. She sighed and slowly walked towards him, the look in her eyes expressed her unrelenting want for him. Raphael froze, every breath prickled through his lungs like ice. His honey colored eyes glowed in the poorly lit room. [Y/N] took his hands and placed them around her breasts. It seemed to shake him out of his daze and he inhaled sharply. His palms engulfed her breasts in them, and he squeezed lightly. Her flesh was so soft beneath him, he could’ve sworn he was cupping roses. He slowly inched towards her neck, kissing her cautiously at first. He could hear her stifling moans and it as his kisses increased in intensity. He traveled down to her breasts, fitting his mouth around the left one. Raphael pulled back and dove back in between both breasts. He dragged his tongue to her right breast, bringing it back into his mouth.
“Oh, Raph.” She sighed. He soaked her with his saliva, working his tongue in a way that sent shivers down her spine. Raphaels mouth was big enough to fit around a good portion of her breast, and his tongue was wide and wet enough to spread over her nipple. She moaned again inspiring his heart to flutter through his face and cast it a deep shade of green. It was somehow satisfying though, like he was pressing all the right buttons. He pulled his face from [Y/N’s] chest, afraid of losing himself in her aroma and going to far. They both filled their lungs, as if they had been holding their breaths the entire time. Raphael smirked and wiped his lips.
“Well?” He questioned.
“That was sort of- nice.” She said, biting her lip. Her breasts glowed with his saliva, with random purple love bites scattered around her neck and collarbone.
“What’re those?” He asked, pointing to the markings. She looked down and traced one.
“Oh those are hickeys.” She blushed. “It happens when you suck really hard for really long.” She blushed.
“Do they hurt?” His eyes wide with concern. [Y/N] couldn’t help but chuckle,
“No, they’re just nice reminders.” She smiled. He thought to himself for a second,
“That you’re mine?” He smirked. “And everyone can see them.” The simple thought of it made him wish he had known about hickeys before. Just then Raphaels phone rang. He groaned out loud, “Gimme a sec.” Raphael answered his phone angrily. “Hello; Ya; Right now?; Yes sensei.” He shoved his phone out of sight and looked back at [Y/N] apologetically. “I gotta go.” He smiled half heartedly.
“Do you want to do this again later?” She asked, looking around innocently. He wrapped his arms around her waist, bringing her in closer.
“Ya shorty.” He grinned. [Y/N] put her shirt back on and they said their goodbyes, kissing as he slipped out the window and disappeared underground.