how are you 46

Only One

Request: #6 and #44 with Jughead?

And: Jughead x reader with 8 and 46 please?

Requested by: both anonymous.

6: “You’re the only one for me.” 

44: “You’re drunk.”

8: “I’ve come to the conclusion, that this house just might be haunted.”

46: “How did I get stuck here with you?”

A/N: Hope you two don’t mind I combined your requests, I thought it could fit well together and create an interesting story.

Warnings: none.

Originally posted by mieczyslwstilinski

Jughead sighed, already annoyed by the prospect of even being in the same room as these people.

He was at a party, filled with drunk and high kids who stumbled around excitedly. The buzz of the room screamed celebration and all Jughead could do was lean against a wall, and close his eyes in tested patience. Why did he agree to this again?

Oh that’s right, it was your birthday and your friends, despite their own interest had invited him because they knew you wouldn’t be able to enjoy your birthday without your best friend. And that’s how Jughead landed here, because he was a faithful and kind best friend, he’d sacrificed his own fortunes and come to this rather wild party.

You’d been surprised when he’d shown up, but no doubt happy. Though you’d quickly been dragged of by one of your friends, with the yell of a promise to meet up with him later. Jughead would’ve honestly left by now if you hadn’t said something. He honestly questioned why he was your friend after the stunts you pulled.

“Juggy…!” Called a sing-song voice. Jughead blinked, turning to see you stumble towards him with the biggest grin on your face. He sighed, already knowing this couldn’t be good and when you finally reached him all he had to do was take was sniff to realized you were intoxicated. 

“You’re drunk.” Jughead stated bluntly, staring down at you unimpressed as you giggled at him.

“No, duh, Juggy.” You ‘lightly’ slapped his shoulder, making him wince by your rather rough hit. “It’s my birthday and the giiiirrlllls- the girls wanted me to drink.” You slurred, smiling messily up at him.

Jughead sighed, taking your arm he started leading you up the stairs. “Come one, your too drunk.” He stated and despite your protests, he continued to lead you up the stairs and into one of your friends bedrooms. Luckily this wasn’t at your home, so once Jughead got you stable enough he could steal you away from your own party and take you home.

Once in the room, you stared stupidly at the ceiling jumping every time Jughead walked by. “I’ve come to the conclusion, that this house just might be haunted.” You giggled, staring at Jughead now dazed. He rolled his eyes, his patience wearing thin.

“How did I get stuck here with you?” He found himself asking, taking a seat beside you as you leaned against him. He tried to keep himself calm, you knew he didn’t like touching so much and you were only doing this because you weren’t completely right in the head right now.

“Because you loooove me.” You hiccuped, as your eyes suddenly grew heavy and you found the side of Jughead very comfortable. Jughead though, watched uncomfortably as you fell asleep against his side. Despite his own hatred towards touching, he couldn’t help but smile down at your cute flushed face. “And i’m the only one for you.” You mumbled sleepily, not completely hearing what you were saying yourself.

“You’re right,” Jughead admitted once he knew you were asleep. “You’re the only one for me.” 

Bellamy Blake Imagine- "If you touch her I will end you"

Hey! This is a request for @darksince1104

If you want to request just send me a message, I really like writing these. My prompts list is on my blog:)

15. “If you touch her I will end you” & 16. “You’re going to be fine. I promise.”

“We need to get them out of there,” you said looking across the table at Abby, “They’re our friends Abby. Clarke and I barely escaped, how the hell do you think 46 are going to get out undetected?”

Abby pursed her lips and glanced between you, Bellamy, and Clarke, “I want to get them out as well y/n, but we can’t risk losing more men.”

“Then send us in,” you offered, looking up at her with pleading eyes, “We’ve been living down here longer than any of you, we know the terrain-”

“No,” she said sternly, “You guys will not be leaving here. I don’t care how long you’ve been here, you aren’t going out.”

You went to reply but Bellamy squeezed your hand, silently telling you to let it go for now. You sighed but gave a curt nod to show that you understood. Abby gave you a tight lipped smile before turning to leave, Major Byrne right behind her.

You turned to Bellamy once you were sure they were far enough away. “We can’t just leave them Bell, I need to get Harper out.”

Bellamy gave you a soft smile at the mention of your best friend. “We’ll get them out y/n, I promise.” He looked over at Clarke who nodded. You glanced between the two, only just now realising they had a plan the whole time.


“How far is it?” Bellamy whispered to you as you pushed through the low-lying bushes.

You and Bellamy had gone out on a scouting mission to see whether there was a way into the mountain from where you and Clarke had come out. Clarke had offered to come but you shot her down, saying that you needed her there to cover for them.

“It should be right-” you paused pushing the last of the bushes away to reveal the flowing dam wall, “here,” you finished.

Bellamy stared at the wall for a minute, then turning his head to look at you, “You jumped? From up there?”

You nodded and sent him a weary smile, “It’s a lot higher than it looks,” you joked, making him laugh.

You followed him down to the edge of the water, both of you looking up at the entrance that you’d jumped from.

“How the hell do we get back up there?” You asked before a low voice from behind you answered your question.

“You don’t.”

Both of you spun around quickly, only to feel a sharp sting in your shoulder. You pulled it out and looked around, the ground seemingly swaying beneath your feet. The last thing you heard was Bellamy’s voice calling your name before everything went black.


You stirred slightly, feeling the bright lights burning from behind your eyelids. You groaned and peeked them open before turning your head to the side. Your eyes widened at the sight of Bellamy being cuffed to wall.

“Bell?” You whispered, your throat hoarse for the lack of speaking.

“Y/n,” he said relieved, looking up from his spot on the ground.

“Where are we?” You asked, your voice growing slightly louder as you tried to sit up, only to realise you had leather straps holding you to the table. “What the?” You jiggled them but they held tight, simply making a loud rattling noise in response to your struggles.

You paused your fidgeting at the sound of footsteps coming from outside. You glance at Bellamy who tried his best to look calm, but you could see exactly how scared he was.

The door of the room opened, a young man entering, cleaning off his suit jacket.

“Oh good, you’re awake,” he said, his eyes focusing on you, “I was worried you wouldn’t wake up.”

You glared at the young man before he made his way over to you. “I’m Cage by the way,” he added, “Though I doubt you’ll be around long enough for you to use it.” He stopped at the side of the table, looking down at you, “It’s such a shame, such a pretty girl going to waste,” he said, running his hand down the side of your face. The action caused you to flinch away and Bellamy to rattle the cuffs, trying to get free.

“Oh,” Cage said turning to face Bellamy, “Boyfriend?”

When Bellamy didn’t reply, Cage placed a hand on your thigh. Bellamy growled and Cage smirked triumphantly. “If you touch her I will end you,” Bellamy spat angrily, his eyes shooting daggers at Cage.

“I don’t believe you’re in the position to make any threats.”

Cage’s smirk only grew when Bellamy didn’t say anything back. A loud knock on the door took the attention off you for a moment. Cage removed his hand from your thigh and moved to the door, opening it to reveal Dr Tsing, whom you had met while in Mount Weather Medical. She pushed a small trolley inside with her and you strained your neck to see what was on it.

“Hello y/n.” Dr Tsing started picking up pieces of equipment an checking them over, “I assume this is the boyfriend. What was his name? Oh, Bellamy.”

Bellamy didn’t say anything, his eyes locked on the silver trolley carrying what appeared to be a drill of sorts. “Bone marrow,” Cage informed Bellamy. “If we extract the bone marrow and transfuse it with our blood, we can go outside.”

Bellamy’s eyes widened as Dr Tsing picked up the drill and clicked the button, a whirring sound emitting. “No,” you said, trying to move away from it. “No, please. No!” You screamed as the edge of the drill met the skin of your hip bone, the end piercing through your skin and reaching the bone in a matter of seconds.

Bellamy yanked at the cuffs, trying to get to you but they didn’t budge. Your screams filled the small underground room and you felt lighted headed. You felt a tear slide down your face before everything went black.

“Stop!” Bellamy yelled at Cage, making him turn around. “Take me instead.”

Cage glanced over at your unmoving body and then back to Bellamy, seeing the unshed tears in his eyes.

“Dr Tsing,” Cage called making the doctor cease her drilling. “Go and get the metal restraints, we’ll drill him.” She nodded and left the room, the clicking of her heels against the concrete corridor signalling she was getting further away.

“Wow,” Cage started stepping towards Bellamy, “You must really care for this girl to give yourself up in her place.” Bellamy didn’t give the man the satisfaction of hearing him say anything. “Oh,” Cage laughed, “This is good. You love her.”

Bellamy looked up at Cage who went to open his mouth again but the crackle of the radio attached to his belt made him pause. “Cage, your father wants to see you.”

Cage sighed before giving the two of you one last glance and leaving the room.

“Y/n,” Bellamy called to your unconscious body. “Y/n!” He tried again, this time letting out a relieved sigh when you stirred.

You groaned at the surge of pain coming from your hip.

“Hey, hey, look at me,” Bellamy called, fiddling with something in his hands, “You’re going to fine. I promise.”

You finally got a look at what he was doing and saw he was prying the lock of his cuffs with a thin piece of wire. You watched in silence as he worked the lock, relived when they came undone. He pulled his hands out of them and raced over to you. Undoing the leather straps and picking you up, he placed a gentle kiss to your forehead, “Let’s get out of here.”

Kiss meme part3 (kaimei)

((And Thank you so much for all your requests! to be honest I got ‘’46′’ and how you can see I can’t do them all, I’m not a machine, so this is the last part, I’m sorry. Soon I’ll do more memes and I’ll do your requests! - Thank you so much and I’m glad you like my art!! —Yen))

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Against Me

Request: May I have a Murphy imagine with prompt number 46 and 47, please? 46. “How did I get stuck here with you?”47. “I swear, the world is against me.”

Requested by: anonymous.

Warnings: none.

Originally posted by hedajohnmurphy

“I swear, the world is against me.” You sighed, hitting the back of your head against the rock wall behind you.

“Hmm?” Murphy asked, grinning cheekily over at you. You only sighed again. You instantly regretted going out on a scouting mission with Murphy the minute you stepped out of camp, but by then it’d been too late.

But it hadn’t originally been this bad. Sure you wished you could’ve gone with anyone else. Murphy liked to tease you, relentlessly and honestly sometimes it got on your nerves. But it had been fine, you’d just been scouting around. Trying to ignore his constant staring and enjoy the peace and quiet for a bit.

But then that stupid horn and that stupid fog came which forced you to take shelter. Before you’d even been able to run on your own, Murphy had grabbed your arm yanking you over and soon into a cave.

It mean you were stuck in this stupid cave with him. And you were angry as well as nervous and anxious all at the same time. How were you suppose to be stuck in here with your crush but also the boy you were suppose to hate. “How did I get stuck here with you?” You asked, finally making eye contact with boy.

Murphy laughed, shaking his head as he broke a twig in front of you. “I don’t know.” He said, before smirking up at you. “But i think you’re pretty lucky.”


Ikoma-chan x Ikuchan

For some reason, these two seem to border between being BroTP and OTP. Like, they’re really close and have no problems getting handsy with each other, and Ikoma obviously likes to dote on her (and tease her, lol)… but then she also considers Ikuchan too sacred (like Naachan) to be touched in her usual hentai ways, so yeah.

Omake: Naachan x Ikoma-chan x Ikuchan (because Ikoma-chan must’ve saved her country in her past life)

Avengers Preference: Kisses

Tony: Pecks

Tony’s a fast guy; he never sits still and he’s always running out the door or onto a quinjet with little time for a proper goodbye. So you’re always close behind, pressing a quick kiss to Tony’s lips as a farewell or a greeting. It makes him smile, a small sense of normalcy in his otherwise hectic world. Tony finds it cute, and somewhat domestic, which is what he loves about it. You use this kiss like a weapon as well, often quickly kissing him to shut him up, or pressing a feather light one to wake him up in the morning. It’s fleeting, but loving, and often times Tony makes a game out of how many you can give him in a day. Your current record is 46, but you’re both willing to try and break it.

Thor: Hand kisses

Thor is very back and forth between Midgard and Asgard, so whenever he sees you, he always smiles like he’s seeing you for the first time. He takes your hand in his, bringing it to his lips and pressing a soft kiss to the back of it, saying graciously “My Lady,” with that precious look on his face. Thor does this at any time he can, grazing his lips on your hand as a sign of loyalty and respect. Whenever he catches you creasing your brows, or pacing with uneasiness, he stands to face you, pulling your palms to his face and kissing the center of it in reassurance. It makes your eyelids flutter, feeling like a queen in his presence. Thor wouldn’t have it any other way.

Bucky: Jaw kisses

Despite the thin stubble Bucky always sports, you loving to press kisses to the juncture between his neck and jaw. They’re normally light, airy things, just a soft reminder that you’re there, and that you love Bucky more than anything. You give them out quickly, often pressing one near his ear when he takes off, as opposed to a cheek kiss. Bucky also likes giving them, smiling widely as he leans down to your jaw, making you laugh as the pressure intensifies there. It’s something the two of you have made your own, a casual, yet achingly loving habit you can’t go a day without giving.

Peter: Hug and Kiss

Peter is generally too sweet for words, and the only gesture that can encompass all those feelings is hugging him with all your strength, followed by a tentative kiss to his lips. Peter grew fond of the this and played along, often spinning you in his arms, what with his superhuman strength. You’re always the first to initiate it, running to him at top speed and slowing to make it easier to be caught. Peter’s grin is a brilliant flash, like a camera, and then his head is buried in your hair, laughs escaping the both of you. It’s a particularly welcome sight after long missions and tough days at school, and you’re always ready to deliver. After he sets you down the two of you just grin lazily, holding hands and kissing again, much softer this time, as he whispers, “Missed you.” “Missed you more, Parker.”

Natasha: Neck kisses

Natasha’s favorite thing about you is your neck, so it only makes sense that it’s her preferred place to kiss you. It’s something she has access to, for your neck is almost always exposed at any given time. She often presses them lightly to your throat if she’s feeling content and happy, her head on your shoulder, T.V. on in front of you two. They can often be sultry as well, a repeated peck being placed in one spot as she scratches you with her teeth to gain your attention. It’s a gesture you find pride in dishing out as well, leaving lipstick marks and bruises whenever you can to try and embarrass her, but it seems the assassin has no shame. She walks proudly with her chin high, adorning the bruises like badges.

Wanda: Air kisses

Wanda isn’t too huge on showing affection outside of privacy, so instead of grand gestures, you find yourself blowing her kisses from wherever you are, smiling softly and saying “love you.” It’s become a signature now, and almost every time either of you enters or exits a room, you kiss your hands, outstretching them. This even applies on battlefields, when Wanda is far from you but still in sight, you send her one and she smiles, shaping a heart with her glowing red hands. You’ve even done them while she’s away, often asking “where’s Wanda?” only for Tony to explain that she’s away. You’ll then kiss your hand and send a kiss straight up. “That’s for Wanda,” you say aloud, causing your teammates to coo over your actions.

Steve: Forehead kisses

Steve is an old fashioned guy, and some of his flirting techniques are a little outdated and too domestic for this century. But one expression you took a liking to was forehead kisses, placed right above your brow with firmness and closed eyes. It was a spur of the moment when Cap first did it, throwing his shoulder around you after a mission and planting on right in the center of your forehead. He’d thought for a second you hated the gesture, but when you melted into his embrace he did it again. He’s made it a tradition, kissing your forehead after every successful mission, as gratitude for your safety. You like to return them when the soldier least expects it, like in front of all the avengers or when he’s half asleep. No matter when you do it his expression always softens, a serene smile gracing his lips.

Sam: Cheek Kisses

Sam’s a gentleman. He may not be a super soldier, or a Norse god, but he’s a good guy all the same. He presses kisses to your cheeks when he sees you, which he always goes out of his way to do anyways. They’re quick and simple, unlike the ones you return. You’re always looking at Sam with something akin to admiration, so whenever he kisses you grab his cheeks, peppering kisses all across them quickly, watching his face flush and that lovely grin of his spread across his face. He wasn’t used to it at first, but now he’s almost expectant of it, often closing his eyes turning his face towards you. “You’re full of shit, Sam Wilson,” you laugh, but oblige him nonetheless.

Clint: Nose kisses

It started as an accident. You missed Clint’s cheek completely, ending up hardly grazing your lips on the tip of his nose. He had blinked back in surprise, but his whole face turned red. “Did you mean that?” he laughed, but said nothing else of it. He started giving them to you the day after, a rushed, hasty press on his lips to your nose, an action that caught you by surprise. Now he does it whenever he’s on the go, his first move to grab his bow, the second to kiss your nose. You close your eyes and feel the soft pressure there, unaware of his adoring gaze, but still basking in the feeling of warmth the action brings you. You return the kisses when Clint is sitting down, using it as a way to acknowledge that you see him; when you haven’t spoken yet, when you’re passing him for the first time, and all those moments when words don’ seem to fit the mood. You nonchalantly lean down and kiss his nose, and then keep going about your day as though you’ve never stopped at all, tiny grins spreading on both your faces.

kanamiutau  asked:

1,25,46,93 :>

1-Did you eat today?- 

Yesh like a hour ago (at 1am…hehe oops)

25- Is there something you have dreamed of doing for a long time? Why haven’t you done it?-

Yes and no. I’ve always wanted to maybe do at things some day, but I know I don’t have the skill for it, there are SOOOOO many amazing artist’s out there that i just couldn’t, though it’s always nice to day dream about.

46- How big of a nerd/dork are you?-

Ohhhh im Such a dork/nerd omg. I looooove love love learning new thing, and science jokes are LIFE. I Looooove watching video game stuff (because i can’t game myself, i suck, trust me.) and omg Anime4Life. I’m such a dork for soooo many things and i love it ^w^

93- Do you believe in aliens or ghosts?-

Ok so like if you think about the science of it, its highly likely that some form of  “Aliens” are alive, even if they are microrganism or just cells. Ghosts spook me so i don’t fuck with them, I get spooked easy, so Imma say probs real, because its scary and likely. lol

anonymous asked:

41 & 46

41.What is your all-time favorite romance movie?

Too much romance is uncomfortable and awkward for me so…I like horror and comedy more but…if I had to choose..It would be

Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron
Animals know true love. -3-b

46.How many kids do you want to have?

Three at most.

Interrogate me

anonymous asked:

Oh God Jodie. I think about you all the time. And not in a platonic kind of way 😬. So with that how can we get a little personal? 17, 46, 61, 70, 71. Yikes. 😉

17. Do you like kissing in public?

kissing yea but not making out

46. How many times did you have sex last year?

like 1-5 I don’t remember. all at the start of the year though.

61. What is the first thing you notice in someone?

personality wise - confidence maybe? or kindness/manners? I don’t really know it depends on the person. physically - hair and eyes and overall aesthetic

70. What turns you on?

neck kisses, making out, lap dances (never had one tho), biting, really any kind of ~sensual~ touch if it’s someone I love lol I’m weak af

71. What was your kinkiest wet dream?

don’t think I’ve ever had a sexual dream sry