i hate how this turned out but oh well

Follow You Anywhere (Drake x MC)

[A little note: I wanted to toy around with a story of drunk Robyn, but then that idea turned into something else. Something kind of long and hopefully fun!]

[Summary: Another night outside the manor nearly lands MC (Robyn) in trouble. But Drake’s quick thinking gets them out out of it.]

Word Count: 2,666.

Robyn had lost her shoes.

They were still inside her hands, as she gathered her skirts and came across another hall. However, the moment she was face to face with a disgruntled security guard, she knew they were out of luck and whatever contingency plan she had been planning fumbled as the man glared arrogantly at her.

How had a night of drinking turn into this?

She knew pinpointing the exact moment it had all gone wrong was probably sometime after the rounds of whiskey. Maxwell and Hana were interested in some adventure and Drake had been sordid about the idea until the sixth round. Robyn had been the one to come up with the idea - and the trip here was sealed the moment they grabbed a cab. 

Maybe it was her decision making that had gotten her into this. 

But now that she was here - inside one of Cordonian’s most prestigious museums; their night of having a complete and private viewing had gone awry the moment she had stumbled too far from the rest of her friends. 

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Rocket Men: Part One

Summary: Internationally celebrated crew of Patriot Three, a rag-tag group of astronauts, assimilate back into life on Earth after months in space.

Characters: Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, Sam Wilson, Chris “Thor” Odinson, Tom “Loki” Odinson, Wanda Mamixoff, Scott Lang, Clint Barton, Bruce Banner, and more.

Warnings: space related nerdery, violence, sex, drugs, drinking, cheating, lying, humor, angst, language, sadness, happiness, and more. Reader beware.

Author’s Note: Well, well, well. Here we are, sitting on the brink of the future. I (among of a bunch of you) am obsessed with space. I wanted to be an astronaut as a child but it turns out, you have to like… know stuff… to go to space so I will forever be stuck to planet Earth. So, second best, you get a series where I live out my fantasies of being apart of the NASA/Space exploration family.

Please note: This series is set in the year 2060 and it is really, really, really the definition of an “au” (alternate universe), so much so… you could call it… original content. **GASP.**

I got a lot of feedback about this series and I am super excited to see it come to life. Not only will I be posting the main story line, I will be creating other things to really bring my ‘verse to life like: interviews with the astronauts, profiles, letters, articles, etc.

I’m sorry @vintagevalentinexx. <3

Enjoy, Earthlings. -Ash

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Jughead Jones x Reader: Relationship Status


Can I request a Jughead x reader where they are dating and just haven’t told anyone but they always hold hands/other cute couple stuff. And Veronica (or anyone else in the group) asks if they’re dating with one of them (Jug or the reader) replying with something like “We are? Why didn’t you tell me?”


A/N: This one was bit cute to write so I hope you guys enjoy it.  Going through a bit of writers block at the moment so I hope you guys like it and it’s not too crappy and that the requestor is happy about it.

Words: 1407

Summary: You and Jug have been friends all your lives and you start dating but don’t tell your friends because of recent events in Riverdale. Veronica wants you guys to date so bad not knowing you guys are.

Spoilers: Veronica is bisexual in this imagine.

Warnings: N/A

You and Jughead had been inseparable since as long as you could remember. The days you guys weren’t together were slim to none.

As you grew older you realized you had feelings for the beanie obsessed writer. You guys were too close for him not feel the same.

It was a troubled day when you chose you were going to talk to him about how you felt about him. The nerves occupied your body as you made your way to the park to see him.

This is the day you repeated to yourself all the way.

It was like the world knew you were destined for each other because that memorable day Jughead had set up a picnic. Which made you question what was going on because other than you, his laptop was his other most loyal companion. He never let it out of his sight and he told you to meet him up because he wanted you to see what he was writing.

Turned out Jughead felt the same way and you guys started dating ever since, but you guys never got to tell any of your friends with all the mayhem that resided in Riverdale.

A lost soul, the murder of Jason Blossom on July 11th as the coroner stated after his body was found in the now vacant Sweetwater River.

You both had talked about telling them after the funeral but that just seemed selfish, but you guys were always linked to each other so maybe it didn’t make a difference. The only change now is that you guys kiss although Jug is not big on PDA, so you only ever held hands and hugged, the usual.


Jughead found a new topic to write about, Jason. You and Betty helped out find justice for the red-haired boy who left the world too quickly.

Jughead was sitting with you in his usual booth at Pops as he wrote and you talked about the murder case and anything that came to mind. You both always seemed to be in your own bubble. When you were together it was as if you were in your own parallel universe.

In the other side of the diner was Betty and Veronica chatting away while enjoying a strawberry and chocolate milkshakes with fries.

“So those two, what’s their deal?” Veronica added to their conversation.

“Honestly we don’t know, they look completely in love with other” Betty chimed in as Kevin came in and sat with them.

“What’s up? What’s the topic?” he spoke

“(Y/N) and Jug” Betty answered

“Ah the Lovers” Kevin chimed in as he ordered his food

“So you think there is something there too” Veronica cheered

“Oh please you’d have to be oblivious to not see the sparks and lighting bolts around them” Kevin continued.

“They have been inseparable since as long as we can remember, she’s the only one that has ever worn his beanie” Betty noted as Veronicas jaw dropped.

“What?! But he doesn’t even take that thing off, I swear he showers with it” the raven haired girl chuckled as Archie was coming into the diner.

“Arch” Betty motioned to the ginger to sit with them.

“Hey, what’s up I was going to talk to Jug” he declared.

“And ruin their moment” the blond spoke motioning to you and Jughead sitting on the same side of the booth giggling away and Arch just smiled.

“I swear I don’t know why they just don’t date they’re-, uh- what’s the word?” Arch added sitting next to Veronica.

“In love” Veronica giggled.

“Smitten” Betty cooed as she rested her head on her hand.

“Yes that one Bets, smitten” Arch blurted and they laughed but that still didn’t compare to the laughs that were radiating from the other side of the diner coming from you and Jughead.

“Honestly what are we going to do about them?” Veronica questioned.

“What do you mean?” Kevin asked.

“We have to get them together” Veronica confessed.

“Oh no” Betty admitted

“Why not?” Veronica added

“You are so new Ron” Kevin announced

“Jug and (Y/N) don’t like people meddling in their lives” Arch concluded.

“Well then we don’t push them together, but we can show them that there is other opportunities” Veronica stayed on topic as the others gave her puzzled looks.

“Well you guys said not to push them, so I’ll give them a little nudge” she continued.

“What nudge?” Betty asked with a smile.

“We get someone to ask them on a date, someone for Jughead and someone for (Y/N)” Veronica argued.

“Doubt it will work” Arch spoke as he took a bite of his burger.

“Yeah what if they say no to those people” Betty gave a small smile.

“Plus who were you going to get to ask them out? No one would dare separate those two” Kevin assured.

“Me and Arch” Veronica stated confidently and Archie choked on his soda.

“Hell no! Jug would kill me, she’s off limits” Archie said as he recovered then gave an expression that showed he had said too much.

“What do you mean off limits Andrews?” Veronica broke the silence.

“No nothing, I uh- I just meant she’s Jug’s best friend” he tried to rescue himself.

“No no, tell us what you know” Kevin declared as him and the girls gave him a devilish smirk.

“Will you look at the time, I have got to go” Archie decided about to stand up and veronica grabbed his wrist and pulled him back down.

“Spill it Andrews” She commanded.

“Jug uh- he’s gonna hate me” Archie said as he scratched his neck “he- uh- he’s got a thing for (Y/N) since like forever, he talks about her constantly and one time I told him if he didn’t do something I would ask her out just playing around and he literally made me swear to leave it alone and she was his if it ever happens. You cannot tell a soul about this if Jug finds out he’ll never talk to me again and (Y/N) well I don’t know how she’ll react” he confessed as they all had smiles plastered on their faces.

“Oh we have got to do something now, he likes her and she is obviously head over heels for him” Veronica cheered.

“But what? If it goes wrong they’re gonna hate us” Betty took a sip of her milkshake.

“Count me out, me and Jug are finally talking again” Archie declared.

“Sorry gay” Kevin spoke as Veronica turned to him and they chuckled once again.

“You could ask out Jug and I ask her out” Veronica smirked.

“Oh honey no, Jug’s cute but not my type. You could totally ask out (Y/N) though you bisexual queen” Kevin smiled and Veronica giggled.

So the group made their way to the other side of the diner to see what would unravel.

“Hey guys” you spoke as you saw them sit down with you and Jug.

“What’s with the grins?” you asked them confused as to what they wanted.

“Um (Y/N)” Veronica spoke as she took your hand and you gave her a puzzled look and Jughead gave the same look.

“What are you doing?” you asked Veronica as Jughead placed his arm around you.

“(Y/N) um- Will you- um- uh, Oh my god! I can’t!” Veronica pleaded and everyone except you and Jughead started laughing and you turned to Jughead and them so oblivious to what was going on.

“Can’t what?” you decided you wanted some answers as you laid your head on Jughead’s shoulder.

“Ron was gonna fake ask you out” Kevin retorted as Veronica stared at him with wide eyes.

“What?!” you questioned as she gave you a small smile.

“I just wanted to see your reaction, everyone says you and Jughead are two peas in a pod and I see it too, but ugh- I- I just want you guys to date. You guys would be my otp” Veronica rambled.

“I could’ve sworn we were going out though” Jughead stated as he placed a gentle kiss on your forehead and you smiled as the whole table gasped, shocked expressions plastered on their faces.

“Go Juggie” Archie encouraged as he motioned to Jughead for a high five.

“Oh my, Yes” Kevin cheered.

“Congrats (Y/N), you guys are so amazing together” Betty smiled.

“Happy now Ron” you implied to a still shocked raven haired girl.

“Best day in Riverdale so far” Veronica exulted.

@sgarrett49 @oharchiekinz

CHRISTINE: they won’t stop daring each other!

MICHAEL: and….I’m guessing you think that I’ll be able to stop it?

CHRISTINE: Jeremy will listen to you! I tried but.. he just kept drinking and now they both won’t listen!

CHRISTINE: its Jeremy’s turn again

CHRISTINE: Michael! your the best! thank you!

JEREMY: hahah! *hic* now you know how I felt!!

JAKE: oh shuddup jeremmmyy! just wait until you see what dare I got next for ya!

JEREMY: bring it on!! you’lls have to do it after anyways…

JAKE: hmmmmmmm………wait *hic*…Jeremy you hate germs now ami right?

JEREMY: I don’t knowwwwwww…eheh

JAKE: well then! I dare you to drink out of one random asshole cup!

BROOKE: someone get my friend Jeremy a drink!

RG: I grabbed the first cup I could find!

JEREMY:just w-watch jakeyy! I’m gonna drink it grossness and all!

JEREMY: who wants me to drink it!?

MICHAEL: don’t drink it Jeremy.

JEREMY: OH! mikey! I-

MICHAEL: Jeremy. put the cup down and come here.

MICHAEL: you don’t know what’s in that cup. plus, don’t you think you’ve played enough truth or dare for the night?

MICHAEL: Jeremy Christine wants you to stop. just put down the cup-

JEREMY: o-ow…

MICHAEL: alright you drank it.now come on lets go find Christine


The two of you were by yourselves. Damon’s great idea was to tie Kai up and then hand him over to you. Damon didn’t care what you did to Kai. As long as he never saw him again in Mystic Falls, you could do whatever you pleased. You knew his magic didn’t work but you were still prepared for the worst…

“Y/N, I know your hereeee. Come out. This is no fun” Kai’s voice echoed throughout the place and you graced him with your presence. He lightly chuckled because of how innocent you looked. Kai always had a crush on you since the two of you meant before he was sent to Hell. To try and lighten the mood, he began to make jokes.

“Ooh, are you here to punish me? Cause that’s kind of hot” Kai stated tilting his head and licking his lips. You rolled your eyes at Kai’s remarks and tried your best to act confident.

“Kai, shut up! I’m not here to be your friend. Damon handed you over to me which means you better be extra nice to me” You explained crossing your arms. Kai smirked and raised his eyebrows. Your sudden attitude turned him on even more.

“Someone’s feisty… how about you let me loose and we can have some fun” Kai said pulling at his chains. You laughed. “Well that’s bad news for you because my type are not psychopaths” Kai sighed and threw his head back.

“Oh come onnn. We are by ourselves. There’s no magic in this room. I can’t get out of here if I wanted to. I won’t hurt you. ” You bit your lip turning away from Kai. You hated him. You really did. You weren’t going to let your dumb teenage hormones and Kai’s manipulative sexy voice get the best of you.

“What’s the matter, sweetie? Re-thinking your decisions”

“I-I can’t take off your chains” you looked at Kai. You had to stop pretending to hate him.

“Fine. Come over here. I’ll let you ride my face” Your cheeks reddened at Kai’s demand but you slowly walked over him. “Don’t act like I can’t smell your arousal. Hop up baby” Kai said and you climbed on top of kai holding onto his shoulders.

Kai moved your panties to the side and licked a stripe up you pussy “Kai, that feels so good” you said gripping on his shoulders tighter. Kai began to suck on your clit. “fuuccck kai"” You began to moan as Kai chuckled. “Shit, I’m about to cum” You yell as you cum into his mouth. You got off of kai with your legs quivering searching for the key in your pocket to unlock. Kai was in his chair waiting patiently licking the rest of your mess from his lips. You found the key and began to strip the chains off him.

“Now we’re ready to have some fun” kai exclaimed ripping his shirt off and following yours. The two of you stripping each’s other clothing one by one. Kai walked the two of you over to the bar counter and bended you over.

“I knew you always wanted me to fuck you since the day we met. Who knew you were such a naughty girl?” Kai hands gripped your hips as he drove himself into your slick cunt. You gripped onto the counter tightly as your knuckles began to turn white as Kai pumped in and out of you. “Kai your cock feels so good I’m going to cum soon" Kai didn’t stop, wanting the two of you to cum together. “Fuck your pussy is so tight” kai exclaimed. “Cum for me baby girl” your head dropped and buried onto the counter as you and kai came together. Kai pulled out and chuckled.

“My naughty girl. What are we gunna tell Damon and Stefan?” Kai said pulling his pants back on.

“I guess this place is our little secret” you said shrugging your shoulders and placing your lips on Kai Parker.

Inspired by the lovely oneshot by heyerette. (✿◠‿◠)

The anatomy is so wrong that I’m about to cry, but that’s why I prefer portraits. Oh.

headcannon: evan’s first blowjob (nsfw clearly??)

hello u sinful cuties

me & my angel, gf & wife sarah (aka @linslovelylocks who u should all follow and fall in love with) are just a couple of Horny Teen Girls who got a lil carried away talking about our lil boy evan 

so if you would like to read about giving evan his first blowjob, click that lil read more button & get transported into me & sarah’s convo copied literally word for word (we’re sinners)

good luck sis

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Bellamy Blake Imagine: Take The Blame

Requested by @fangirl4799

Summary: Y/N unintentionally breaks a law and is sentenced to 50 shock lashes, but she’s on hunt so Bellamy, trying to save her from the punishment, takes the blame on himself.

Word Count: 2388

Originally posted by princessclarke

Bellamy was just about to go to shower when he heard a knock on his door. With a groan he walked over to the door mentally cursing whoever was on the other side, he couldn’t even take a shower without being interrupted. As he opened it his eyes fell on Octavia standing there with rather frantic look on her face.

“What is it, O?” He asked her impatiently getting worried just by looking at her uneasiness.

“Have you seen Y/N?” She questioned him urgently, breathing heavily as she was probably in hurry.

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On Your Skin

Simon finally gets his soulmate mark and Baz can’t believe his luck.

As always amany thanks to @eroticgropefest for being an amazing beta <3

I’ve always known that Snow was my soulmate, even before his name appeared on my chest.

And now, as he enters our bedroom in a rush, panicked expression on his face, throwing his jacket and tie to the floor whilst trying to undo the buttons of his shirt, I know that the day I was dreading to come is finally here. The name of his soulmate is appearing, I just know it.

With a few curse words he gives up and starts stumbling to the bathroom whilst taking his shirt off from his head. I can hear the shirt hitting the floor as he finally takes it off.

He doesn’t close the door so I can’t help myself as I stand up to follow him. I need to see who his soulmate is. Of course it will appear someone else’s name, and then I’ll know that he was never meant to be with me. Maybe then I can try and forget him – no I will never forget him; I tried for years, and it doesn’t work like that.

I try to act as cool as possible when I rest against the doorframe–I can’t let him see how this is freaking me out. He’s waiting, grabbing the mirror with both hands, still panting from running up the stairs like a maniac.

I know what’s happening. He’s feeling the letters being carved into his skin – it’s not exactly painful but it feels like your skin is almost burning.

I hear him gasp then. It must be starting to appear.

Then he stays very still, focusing on the mirror and all I want to do is reach for him so that I can read it myself, but I don’t. Instead I stay where I am and wait for him to react.

I’m expecting some kind of reaction but Snow closes his eyes, manages to put the mirror back on it’s place and stays still, holding onto the counter. I’m not sure what’s happening; I just want to make him tell me that it isn’t my name in his chest so that I can go to the catacombs and drink until I forget all about him.

Then he turns his head into my direction, looking pissed. And I really want to know what’s going on on his head, so I raise my eyebrow (which usually is enough to start a fight between us).

He still doesn’t say a word, and storms off out of the bathroom and out of the bedroom. Shoving my shoulder on the way out. But I was too stunned to react to that because while he was passing by me on the door, I saw my name on his chest.


I start to chase him down the stairs. He has my name on his chest. How is this possible? I need to see it more closely; I must have imagined it Yes that must be it. My mind must be playing tricks on me, because there’s no fucking way that I’m his soulmate.

It’s not hard to know where he is; I just have to follow the scent of his magic.

I find him in the Wavering Wood sitting against a tree with his arms around him, still shirtless, of course he didn’t think of putting something on before getting off the room.

Perhaps I shouldn’t have followed him, but I need to see it. I need to make sure I’m not fucking dreaming.

He notices me then–watching him. He puts his arms around him more closely like he’s shielding himself. (And covering his soulmate name.)

“Leave me alone,” he tells me, not even looking in my direction.

“No.” I won’t leave until I see it.

I feel his magic humming in the air, even stronger than it already was. So I add more softly as I step closer to him, “let me see it, Simon.”

When he turns around and focus on me I feel myself getting drunk on his magic.

“Fuck off, Baz,” he spits as he walks into my direction and shoves me away.

He’s strong, but I’m stronger so I only take one step back. “Not today,” I tell him as I step towards him. And I put my hands on his arms to stop him from moving away.

He wasn’t expecting me to actually touch him so he stays still, long enough for me to clearly read my name written on his chest.

Crowley, I feel like I can’t breathe. It really is my name on his chest. My heart is beating so fast and everything is becoming a blur around me. Except for him; his blue eyes looking unsure at me, his face starting to get flustered, all I can do is stare.

Suddenly he grabs my wrists to shove me away, but I just throw myself at him. And I kiss him.

He stiffens but I don’t stop kissing him, I bring myself closer to his body until there’s no space between us. He doesn’t kiss me back, not until I put my hand on his hair–I’ve never kissed anyone so I’m not sure what to do with my hands, but I’ve always wanted to know what his hair felt like so that’s where I decide to put them. I must have done the right thing because Simon seems to wake up, he puts a hand on my neck and the other around my back and opens his mouth, allowing me to deepen the kiss.

Aleister Crowley, I’m kissing Simon. I’m kissing my soulmate, and he’s kissing me back.

We’re both panting, trying to catch our breath when he finally speaks, “did you just – why did you do that?”

“You kissed me back,” I remind him.

He blushes and looks down, putting his arms around himself again, so I take my jacket and give it to him. He accepts it without looking at me and puts it on. It’s a little big for him because I have broader shoulders, but he doesn’t seem to mind it.

“Who is yours?” he asks, as he frowns and looks at my shirt, “Is it me?”

Of course it’s you. Bloody idiot.

“Maybe,” I answer. (I just like to mess with him.)

Then he grabs my shirt and yanks it open.

“For Crowley’s sake, Snow, we’re not savages!” I yelI as I feel myself start to blush. I can’t believe he just did that.

He stares at my chest.“Why didn’t you just say you had my name?” He lightly traces his name on my chest and his touch feels like it’s setting me on fire. “You’re such a prick.”

“Have you ever thought about me being your soulmate?”

“I have a list of things for me not to think about.”

“Am I on your list?”

“No…” he gives me a small smile before continuing, ”not thinking of you is like not thinking about an elephant that is standing on my chest…” he pauses and looks at my chest again. “But I never really thought about my soulmate.”

“Then why aren’t you freaking out about this?” I ask.

“Because as soon I saw your name, all these little details about you started to be clearer. I suddenly noticed things that I tried not to pay attention to before.” He blushes then.

“So you’re okay with this? Us being soulmates?”

“I just need a moment to try and figure this out. What this means… Us.”

“Of course, I say in a low tone as I start to turn around to leave.

“Wait…don’t leave,” he sighs. “Can you uhm… just sit down with me?”

He sits down where he was before and looks nervously at me. When I sit down next to him, I notice his shoulders relaxing.

I wait for him to talk, to let him sort out everything in his head. He hasn’t punched me and told me to fucking leave him alone, so it’s something.

I freeze when I feel him tugging softly on my sleeve. He must have been talking and I wasn’t listening. So I turn my head towards him.

He’s looking unsure, never meeting my eyes, “I was asking, how are you okay with this? I mean–well… you hate me.”

“I don’t hate you.” I really don’t.

“Oh.” Then he looks down at his hands and adds, “I don’t hate you either. Never have,” he huffs before he continues, “but you’ve been such a prick to me; that it’s a bit hard to believe that.”

“You’re not a saint either Snow… but fuck I know I’m–”

“Don’t, let’s uhm…” he runs a hand through his hair, thinking about what he’s going to say, ” let’s just carry on, okay?”

“How do you propose we do that?”

He suddenly gets up. “Let’s go on a date.”

“You want to go on a date with me?” I say with a surprised tone. Crowley, I must be dreaming.

“Yeah… I wanna go on a date with my soulmate.” he says, grinning as he starts to walk.

I’m not sure what he’s planning because it’s late and we can’t leave the school but I get up and follow him anyway.

I’d follow him anywhere.


As we enter the kitchen he immediately grabs a plate of sandwiches and I can’t help but roll my eyes. “You just wanted an excuse to shove some food on your mouth.”

He shrugs as he puts the plate on the small table at the far end of the kitchen. I look around to see what else there is to eat.

I open the fridge and there’s banana loaf and some other things on a plate, so I bring it all to the table.

He looks surprised for the amount of food in front of him. “You sure we can take all of this?”

“Of course.” Then a thought just occurs to me as I turn around to grab the kettle. I sit down and make the water hot for tea. Then as I pass him a mug I quietly add, “happy birthday, Simon.”

He gives me a small smile, and I think my heart skips a beat.

I’d never thought I’d get this; that I’d get him. But he’s here, pressing his leg against mine. And we’re both blushing, so I feel like maybe we’ll be alright. That we can carry on. Together.

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Brother’s Best Friend

Request: hi hi, could do a ‘brothers best friend’ themed imagine about bellamy?? preferably not au but idm, sorry for the vague request x o

Requested by: anonymous.

A/N: Sorry this took me soooo long to get up, but here you go!

Pairing: Bellamy x Reader

Warnings: none.

Originally posted by bellarke

You were clumsy. You’d come to conclusion with the fact that you were practically your own walking hazard, but still every time you slipped or tripped and hit yourself by accident, the amount of embarrassment never lessened.

As part of the 100 that had originally come down to earth, your peers had come use to your antics. At first they had laughed, some had been annoyed that you were never truly help always getting hurt. But as times became more tougher and all the 100 or the survivors of the 100 became a family, you no long felt like such a nuisance.

That was until he came around. 

You could trip, slip, fall, bail, practically anything in front of your friends, in front of the adults and you’d just pick yourself help and brush it off and continue. But if you fell when he was around, you became a blubbering mess of blushes and apologizes. Of course he never really minded himself, and always smiled in amusement or teased you, but that didn’t help how embarrassed you felt.

And of course, this faithful day you just had to make a scene. You’d been delivering some supplies to the room you shared with your brother, when you’d slipped. You’d originally thought no one around, but then arms had wound themselves around your waist, catching you and what would have been evidently a painful fall. 

Of course, you’d laughed, stood up and turned to thank the person until he showed up. Bellamy Blake. You could just tell he was enjoying your embarrassment. His eyes crinkled in amusement and his mouth was just ever so slightly twisted into a smirk.

You flushed, you felt your whole body warming up. “U-Uh- th-thank you.” You stuttered, hating how pathetic you felt.

Why did you get so nervous? Well because Bellamy Blake, who was a few years older than you and who seemed just so cool in your eyes, was your crush.

“Y/N? I thought I asked you- oh, Bellamy, hey.” You heard a voice behind you call and turning you saw your brother. His face immediately broke out into a grin as he nodded towards Bellamy and Bellamy waved back greeting your brother.

Oh. And it just so happened that Bellamy and Y/B/N’s were best friends. Or at least really good pales who had full trust in one another and had each others back and were good soldiers and-… Taking a breath, you allowed yourself to take a breath. Bellamy and Y/B/N fell into a conversation, frowning a bit you grabbed what you had come to deliver and turned to walk off.

You were just your brother’s dumb little sister. It was silly to have such a big crush on Bellamy.

“Wait! Y/N!” Confused, you turned watching as Bellamy ran up to you. You blinked, not exactly sure what he wanted. 

“Um, yeah?” You hesitantly asked.

“Where are you going?” He grinned and you shrugged, confused; “umm, back to my room. I would’ve thought you’d like to talk to my brother.”

He grinned still, slightly confusing you even more. Suddenly his gaze turned slightly shy, and he fiddled with his hands. You looked behind him to see your brother gone and you shook your head, confused. “Actually, Y/N. I came to find you.”

Blinking you stayed silent, not sure how to respond. “Came… to find me..?” 

“Yeah. I wanted to know if you’d like to hang out some time, just you and me. You know… in-between all this saving the world stuff.” You suddenly grinned, a burst of confidence flooding through you.

“I’d love to.”

Some thoughts about Touga in the series vs. the movie have been sitting in the back of my mind for a while. He’s not a character I see discussed a lot, so I don’t know if other people have wrote about this before or not.

I’ve seen a lot of people make a distinction about series!Touga and movie!Touga, and while everyone’s show and movie characters have obvious differences, I think at the core they are all the same people with the same basic issues. Touga, at first glance, seems to be the most different out of all of them. I think we’d all consider movie!Touga a better guy than series!Touga. He’s certainly more sympathetic, being dead and all. Movie!Touga doesn’t manipulate Utena or abuse Nanami, and he seems to be an all-around decent guy.

However, I think his story is the same in both continuities. In the series, he realizes he loves Utena, but his attempts to save her fail because the only thing he knows how to do is replicate the same patriarchal behaviors that he wants to save her from (ie, dominating her and making her his girlfriend). In the movie, he dies trying to rescue a girl from drowning. In both cases, it’s the expectations of masculinity, of “princely-ness,” that cause his downfall. Movie!Touga has to try and save the drowning damsel in distress, because that’s what princes do. Series!Touga replicates the abuse performed by his role model, because that’s presented to him as the way to manliness and power.

This isn’t to say we should sympathize with series!Touga the way we might with movie!Touga, but I think the similarities are important. They’re two sides of the same coin, and together are a strong argument for the ways in which masculinity and sexism hurt men.

anonymous asked:

I found a funny headcanon for Raven a fee days back and I thought you might like it: Raven has an odd liking to plushies and beast boy is the only one who knows because he walked in on her playing with plushies... Inspired?

The following thing is bad… I mean, really bad… sorry for wasting space in your dash and sorry dear anon because the poorness of this (also she is not playing but I was in one of my “nothing matters” period while doing this)

Don’t hate me I still love you anon TvT

Peter Pan Imagine/Who Are You?

You’re in Neverland, first time ever, and you hate him already, but somehow you ended up in his bed.

Warnings: SMUT, cussing, possessive Pan

You lived in StoryBrooke, a town that was known for it’s magical moments, and fairy tale people who you read as a kid, funny how you lived in a town with them, but when you ended up in Neverland you were not expecting the Peter pan that you knew in the story books, in fact, you met the complete opposite.

When you first arrived you were actually excited, you were always a fan of Peter Pan, you love the movie, the book, so why wouldn’t you like the real thing?

Just as you stepped foot on the soil of Neverland you heard the wonderful sounds that this place has to offer, the wind, the tree’s talking to you as they blow, telling all the secrets, the whistling and the chirps of the birds. As you close your eyes, letting it all in, this is where it all started. 

You heard a leaf crunch on the floor,

(Gasp) you turn around and see nothing. You shrug, maybe it was just my imagination you thought.

That’s when, you heard it again.

“Okay for sure it was something this time.”

You heard it once again but closer, as it was right behind you.

“Show yourself or I’ll make you!” you say as you turn around but nothing is there

“W-what?” you say nothing.

“You’ve got some guts yelling like that.”

You quickly turn around and you see a boy, a tall boy, with long legs, sharp cheekbones, beautiful eyes, chestnut brown hair, and furious eyebrows.

“Wh-who are you?” you ask with a semi confident tone.

“Who am I?” he raised up both eyebrows, but then quickly smirks and laughs.

That sent chills down your spine.

“I think I should be asking who YOU are.” he says in a cocky way.

“That’s none of your business, you must say yours.” with a demanding tone.

“That’s not how it goes, see you’re on my island, I tell you what to do, I tell you when to talk, I tell you what to do and when to do it.” he walks up to you, you are frightened, you are scared, you’re terrified, but you’re damn well not going to let him see that.

“Oh yeah? I’d be a complete idiot to let you control me, some wild boy who thinks he’s charge of this island.” you say

“I’m Peter Pan, I AM king of this island!” he raises his vice at you.

“YOU’RE Peter?”

“Its Pan to you.” he says sternly.

“Ill call you by your first name, your mother called you Peter, so I’m calling you Peter.”

“Call e that one more time and I swear I will make your life a living hell.”

“Pe-mother fucking ter.” you say as you look in his eyes.

“That’s it to the cages!” he yells.

5 days, you were in that cage for 5 days, nothing to eat, drink, and no one to talk to, you were going crazy.

Well that night the caged opened , with Peter right at the door, he gave you water and you near damn chugged that thing like your life depended on it, because well it did.

“Now , are you ready to be a good lost girl for me?” he said a sweet but evil voice.

You stood face to face with Pan himself.

He looked intimidated, but you could not let him see that.

“I’d rather die than be your lost girl.” you say.

Peter turns his face and chuckles. “Well, its your funeral.” he says as he pushes you back into the cage. 

You scream out of shock, no boy has ever laid his hands on you before, but Peter did, he didn’t care, he was pure evil, and you were just figuring this out.

For 2 months Peter would give you enough food and water to survive to make sure you stayed alive, but also to make sure you suffered.

You hated him, you hated him so much, but you couldn’t help but stare, when he would walk by, his jawline, when he licked his lips, his muscular arms, is was sickening, you were crushing over the boy who made your life hell, but little did you know he was thinking the same damn thing.

Peter’s Point Of View

Dammit, she was so damn beautiful, was it sick that I thought about her at night? Her plump lips, her rosy cheeks, her wavy hair, I knew it was terrible of me, but I couldn’t help it, as king of this island I couldn’t go back on my word, but for this once, I wanted her out, out of that cage, and have my right way right then and there, but I couldn’t do that, what would my lost boys think of me? They’d think I was weak, and once they saw that, it’s all over from there.

Regular Point Of View.

It was Peter’s birthday soon and all the lost boys were getting ridiculous crazy with the decorations, they had no idea what to do , nor how to cook, their cooking skills sucked, and you were an amazing chef, so you finally opened your mouth and said something.

“You know I can help.” you said

“The boys all stared at you, you knew all of them, and they all knew you, you had a mutual relationship, it was Peter who was an ass, not them.

“Yeah trust me we’d love if you helped but Pan would kill us.” Felix said

“Then talk him into it! Felix please I’ve been in this cage for almost 3 months, I need to get out, I don’t care if I’m making food for the person I hate the most, I just need to get out of here.” you pleaded to him.

“Alright, I’’ll be back.”

Felix walks to Peter’s door, but it’s open by Peter.

“Great the person I needed to see!.” Felix said.

Peter looks at Felix sideways. 

“Why the hell are you so perky?” he says as he starts to walk.

“I have a question.” Felix said

“Go on.” Peter says.

“The lost boys suck ass at cooking, you know this.” 

“Well duh.” Peter said.bluntly

“But the new lost girl, she’s a great cook.” 

“How would you know?” Peter turns around to raise a brow at Felix

“Oh she told me.” Felix said.

“So you believe anyone who tells you things?” Peter says as he folded his arms.

“Listen she can’t be worse than the lost boys.”

“Oh but she can poison me.” Peter looks into Felix eyes.

“You really think she’d do that?” Felix looked interested.

“Yes.” Peter looked around, then turned to Felix, “Alright, let her cook, but make sure you have an eye on her at all times, if she makes any suspicious moves put her to the cages right away.” he says.

“Good that.” Felix smiles.

About an hour later Felix came back to the camp and opened up your cage, you smiled and thanked him, you both waked to the kitchen and you quickly found your place, it was like you’ve been there forever.

You cooked a whole lot of food, chicken, rolls, even a cake for the birthday boy himself.

You felt good about yourself you cooked and baked, and it only took about 2 hours, but it felt good, to be doing something other than being stuck in a cage.

Peter let you stay out of the cage for his birthday, he was feeling nice tonight, so you all sat down and you got to get to know the lost boys, they were very funny and great boys, you wished you knew them sooner honestly.

You all waited for Peter’s arrival for he liked his lost boys to wait on him, no surprise.

He finally came out of the cabin, he had a crown and a scepter, you rolled your eyes, but clapped and cheered like everyone else.

“Your king has arrived, now lets celebrate!” he yelled

You guys played games like heads up 7 up, charades, never have I ever, and truth or dare. It was all fun and games until someone got too drunk, and the lost boys had to take care of him, most of the lost boys left and helped the poor guy, others just went to sleep, it was just you and Peter now, and it was honestly quite intimidating, but you would never let him know.

“So, are you ready to be my lost girl?” Peter said confidently.

“Hell no, are you ready to let me roam free on the island and do as I wish?” you say just as confidently back.

He raised an eyebrow and smiled.

“Tell me something.” he said as he swirled whatever was in is cup

“Tell you what.” you said sternly, not really a question, more of a answer

“Why do you do this?” He asked

“Do what?” you said a little confuse

“Try to act like someone you’re not.” He said as he said as he sipped his drink

“EXCUSE ME?” you yelled.

“I don’t like repeating myself dear.”

“How the hell do i try to act like someone I’m not?!” you continue to raise your voice

“The same reason you didn’t answer the first question I asked you.”

“I already denied your invitation to be your lost girl.” you said sternly

“That’s NOT the question I meant.” he stood up.

“What question?!” you yelled

“WHO ARE YOU?” he yelled

“I’m Y/n! There Are you happy? I’m Y/n a girl who’s lost-”

“No, no you’re not.” he said as he shook his head.

“What do you mean?” you whispered.

“You like to play this bad ass girl, the girl who is the leader of the group, the girl who takes no shit from no one right? The girl who is strong and independent, and what not.” Peter says, then his voice turns soft. “But you’re not, you’re the girl who is fucked up, who is constantly fidgeting with her fingers,  worried about what she looks like, worried about being perfect.”

“Screw you Peter!” You yell at him

“And yet you’re still not denying it.” he smirks and looks into your eyes.

“Oh like I don’t know who YOU are. You pretend to be this wanna be king, who is self centered and the world revolves around him, and everyone praises and loves him, who’s in charge , but the truth is you’re a stuck up little boy who is pissed off that he didn’t get his way so he moved to his own island to get what he wants!”

“Watch your mouth Y/n or-”

“Or what Peter?! Huh? You’re gonna throw me in the cages? Do it I dare you!” you push him , then he pushes you, you push him right back, you guys are inches away from each other, and just as you were about to walk away Peter pulls you in closer and kisses you.

Your eyes open wide but slowly closes as your lips and his melts into a heavenly feeling.

As you both break away from each other, he clicks his fingers and you’re in his bedroom.

As Peter brings you in closer and kisses your neck he starts to whisper dirty things into your ear, he kisses your neck as he pulls your hair. A moan he got out of you, which brought a smile to his mouth.

“Jump.” he says and you did, your legs wrapped around his torso, he brings you to his bed, and lays you down flat on his bad, he quickly gets on top of you and you start to run your fingers through his hair, lightly tugging, he bites your neck as you do so.

He starts to fondle with your breast, squeezing them, and rubbing your nipples til they’re as hard as they can get, he then puts one in his mouth and starts to suck and lick on one while still playing with the other.

Til you couldn’t take it anymore you finally shout out “OH PETER! I can’t take it anymore I want you.” you say

You could see his eyes and the excitement he had once he heard that.

He took ff your clothes and you took off his, he stood at your entrance and you were terrified, and he could tell.

“First time?” he asked

“Yes.” you said , embarrassed.

“It’s going to hurt, but I promise, I can make you feel good, you need to trust me”

“I trust you Peter.” you say with a smile.

Peter smiles and get’s on top of you, his hair is messy, he is sweaty, and his eyes are full of lust, you are excited,nervous, and in love, and thinking to think you’re just damn crazy.

As he entered you , you began to felt pain, you began to freak out and whine about it, Peter say and admittedly started kissing your forehead.

“Shh baby it’s okay, I got you.”

“It hurts Peer.” you say almost in tears.

“It’s going to love, trust me, bite my finger.”

You did as he said and bit his finger whenever you felt pain, sooner than later Peter was right, the pain did go away, and the pleasure began to kicked in.

Before you knew it you were screaming Peter’s name, and he was loving every second of it.

He was moving his hips side to side, grinding , riding, Peter was so gentle but rough all at once, he was like all you needed all in one. He cared about you, he cared about if he hurt you , he kept asking if you were okay, if you wanted him to slow down, it was like he wanted you to enjoy more than him, you mistook his sick twisted ways for what he really was.

You began to moan nothing into his ear, and barely even having the breath to say anything at all.

You grabbed his back and started digging your nails into it, making little droplets on is back, Peter didn’t mind, he loved it honestly, giving you the pleasure, he was glad to take the pain. He would suck on your neck making blue and purple marks, oh no, he wasn’t going to leave little red patches, he was making his territory known. He marked you up and down claiming you and wanting more.

“You, are mine, and mine alone.” he said as he gets a little sloppy on his hip movements, as were you getting a little knot in your stomach.

“Peter I’m gonna-”

“Me too.” he says.

You both come and he rides out your high, he kisses your fore head once again and rubs your face with his fingers softly, assuring you were okay.

He smiled at you and said “So , I have a question.”

“Yes I’ll be your lost girl.” you smiled

“No, not that.” he smiled

“What then?” you tilted your head.

“Will you be my queen of Neverland?” he smiled

“I will.” 

“Good, cause you had no choice.” 

You laughed and pushed him, he laughed as well.

Finally Peter had his queen, and you had your king.

I Hate You || Jack Maynard Imagine

“Y/N? Is that you?” I spin around, and come face to face, with the one person I thought I would never have to see again. Jack Maynard. I rake my eyes over his body and back up to his face. He hasn’t changed since we were fifteen.

“Um, yeah that’s me.” I trail off, turning back to the steaming coffee sitting on the table before me. The memories, of us and how much we hated each other run through my head. I sense him walking around me and out the door.

“Hey, babes, sorry I’m late,” B/F trails off but after seeing my facial expression she asks, “What? What’s happened?”

I look up at her and sigh, “I just saw Jack.”

I watch her expression go from confusion to one of knowing. She knew of my past with Jack Maynard, even though I had met her long after  

“Oh well, Are you coming over to meet my new boyfriend tonight?” She says in an attempt to distract me.

“I mean, Yeah,” I chuckle, “I want to meet the person that I’m going to have to trust with your heart.”

B/F laughs and takes a sip of her coffee. I smile over at her. “I need a new outfit to wear tonight babes, you said he has roommates, could be a night to impress.” I wink at her.

“Yeah,” she laughs, “Let’s go shopping.”


As I finish the final touches on my makeup, B/F walks into our shared bathroom. I stand up and do a quick once over of my outfit. Ripped blue denim shorts, a black tank with the words “God Is Good” printed in a bold white text and a flannel adorned my body making me look super hipster.

“Do I look alright?” I spin myself around and let B/F assess my outfit. When I finally stop, I look over at B/F I see the smile that shows that she approves and I giggle.

“Yes, dude! Now let’s go!” she excitedly grabs my hand and pulls me out of our flat into the cold London air and into our waiting Uber.


B/F is excitedly rambling on about how I’m going to love her new boyfriend, Josh, while we walk through the halls and up towards his flat.

When we finally reach Josh’s door, B/F knocks excitedly and looks back at me and winks. A tall ginger guy opens the door and smiles widely and wraps his arms around B/F and kisses her softly. She pulls away from him and comes to stand next to me again, and hold my hand in hers and says, “Y/N this is Josh, Josh this is Y/N.”

I smile kindly up at my Best friends boyfriend. He says “Hello, come in and meet my roommates.”

 B/F quickly follows him inside, whereas I slowly make my way into the flat.

“Jack? Conor? Come and meet B/F’s friend.” he smiles over at me, but I can tell that all the blood has rushed from my face and that I’m staring at him in shock.

“Oh no,” B/F trails off “Please don’t be the Jack.” B/F looks over at me with a face of concern. I feel panic slowly rise into my throat and I give B/F a look of ‘are you serious?’. I hear footsteps make their way to the room that we are in and before I can see who it is I spin away from the group in an attempt to calm myself down.

“What do you mean?” Josh questions, confusion evident in his voice, “Wait you’re the Y/N? You’re the one that Jack was in love with when he was fifteen.” Josh says matter of factly.

“Are you fucking kidding me, josh?” The voice that I recognize as Jack’s ask. I slowly turn my body back so I’m facing Jack. I look at him and the memories of our last fight come rushing back to me.

“Jack! What the fuck is wrong with you?” I shout into his room.

“What are you on about?” A smug looking jack retaliates smirking over at me.

“You told Johnny that I liked him, and even worse than that you fucking told him that I’m a virgin?” I scream, trying not to cry

“So?” He asks making me scoff, “It’s true, nothing I told him was a lie.”

That’s what sets me off. I let the tears slip out of my eyes “I can’t believe you would do that to me.” I trail off.

“Well you shouldn’t tell people secrets.” he says matter of factly.

“I hate you.” I spit at him, I watch as hurt flashes over his eyes. But before he can say anything, turn away from him and make my way out of the house and into the streets.

“Hello Jack,” I say softly, meeting his gaze. His eyes immediately locking me to my spot on the floor.

“Hey,” He scratches the back of his neck, “How have you been?”

“I really don’t have time for small talk Maynard,” I spit, Not wanting to listen to him any longer I turn to josh and smile, “Is the other Maynard here?”

“Y/N?” Conor comes running into the room and engulfing me into a hug.

“Hey ConCon,” I laugh as we almost fall over, “How have you been bud?”

Conor laughs, “Really, you just flipped at Jack for the same question, but I’m good.”

“I flipped at Jack for pretending that we don’t hate each other.” I glance over at Jack and back to Conor.

“Seriously? You’re still pissed at him for what happened when you were fifteen?” Conor sighs and runs his fingers through his hair. I wasn’t pissed anymore. But he made it very apparent when we were younger that he hated me, so I wasn’t going to be the one to pretend that it didn’t happen.

“No. Actually, he helped me get my first boyfriend.” I smile, Look over to jack and raise my eyebrow.

“Johnny? Really?” Jack scoffs. I shake my head, “No, he told everyone that I was a virgin, so I was bullied like crazy, Thank you by the way, and then one of the people that would stand up for me and asked me out, B/F Jack was a good guy wasn’t he?” I look around looking for B/F and notice that she and Josh have disappeared making my giggle softly.

“Can you two just talk it out? I’ve missed you, and I’ve missed our little trio.” Conor sighs and pushes me towards Jack. “Conor, that’s not fair she hates my guts, I can’t do anything to change that,” Jack complains

“Tell her why you did it,” Conor says as he exits the room that we are standing in.

“What is he talking about?” I question, taking a step towards him. I watch as he runs his fingers through his hair and takes a seat on the couch, “Jack?”

“I can’t tell you,” he trails off, “You’ll only hate me more.” I step towards him and sit on the couch around an arm’s length away from him.

“I don’t hate you, anymore.” I sigh and run my hand over my face.

“Why? You should hate me. I’m the reason that you were bullied. I’m the reason that that guy took you away from me. It’s all my fault. I was in love with you, but I was jealous of all of the guys that you actually paid attention too. I’m an awful person. You should hate me.” His voice cracks with unshed tears and he turns towards me, takes my hand in his and kisses it softly. I have no time to react, I pull him towards me and wrap my arms around him.

“I’ve missed you, Maynard,” I whisper into his ear, “But if you had of told me that you liked me you would have known that I liked you too.” I laugh softly when he pulls away from me and looks at me skeptically. “But instead you decided to be a big dummy and hurt my feelings a lot.” I smile over at him. “Yeah, i did that, didn’t I? Can we start over?” he asks looking deep into my eyes. I nod slowly.“Go on a date with me?” he asks and takes my face in his hands. I nod my head again. Jack pulls my face to his and presses his lips to mine, I place my hands in his hair and smile into the kiss. I pull back and grin at his closed eyes.“God I’ve missed you.” he says as he wraps his arms around me once again.

anonymous asked:

meow there! maybe something like... the rfa and mc meeting briefly when they were children? And maybe now they recognize each other at the RFA after not meeting for a long time, or they were childhood friends, or they hated each other, etc? (Depending on who it is lol) not sure how you'd write this ^~^"

( ᐛ )و Meow there! (So cute!) I have an idea. If it’s not what you meant feel free to tell me!


-You were one of the few childhood friends he actually had

-Besides his brother, you were the only one who supported him and told him he wasn’t ugly

-You two only were able to see each other at school, but he had such a cute little kid crush on you

-But you moved suddenly- No explanation or warning

-As he grew up, he occasionally wondered about you, especially as he got more lonely.

-When he finally sees you in person, he can’t believe it’s actually you!

-He instantly hugs you so tightly, almost doesn’t even let go for a while

-Just constantly he’s hugging you or holding your hand

-”Maybe we were meant to be?”


-When the two of you were kids, you hated each other

-You thought he was such a jerk, and he thought your taste was bad. The two of you constantly fought each time you saw each other

-But one day you weren’t in the neighborhood? Weird.

-Turns out you moved, and your family lost a large amount of money.

-You weren’t poor, just not as well off

-When the two of you finally meet, you laugh as soon as you realize. It explained why he was being called a robot in the RFA chat. 

-He’s slightly surprised. Do you still hate him? Do you still have bad taste?

-”I remember you being….Very temperamental.”

-”I thought that’s how you were supposed to flirt as a kid!”

-Oh…My god. You even liked him then?? He’s very flustered.


-When the two of you were younger, you two were neighbors.

-He remembered you being very shy and hiding behind your parents- He remembered you the most for your pokemon shoes

-He wasn’t into games back then, but when your families met up for dinner every now and then, you were too shy to talk- Always playing a handheld or reading a book

-He developed a kid crush on you about the time you moved.

-When he sees you at the party he just can’t stop smiling. 

-”You’re not so shy anymore, are you?”

-”Oh my god, Yoosung!”

-After a tight hug, the two of you spend a lot of the time at the party and afterwards catching up

-He’s so happy you’re doing well, and that the two of you found each other again


-When he went to church, you were one of the people who always managed to sit beside him.

-He never talked about himself much, but you liked sitting next to him and brought him apples from your family’s apple tree.

-You were very nice, one of the few people that actually tried to talk to him

-After he left, he always wondered about you. Were you okay? Did you help others as a kid?

-He recognized you when doing the background check, but he didn’t want to admit it was you. He played stupid. Acted completely different. Did you know who he was? Did you forget?

-But when he found you in person….

-He gave you such a tight hug. You softly hugged him too, admitting how worried you had been about him ever since he left.

-He thanked you for everything, even though you never did much, but it helped him so much as a kid.

-Wants to keep you as safe as possible, you were so precious to him


–The two of you were friends as kids. You’d play pretend, and the two of you were pretty close

-But one day…Jaehee just left. Without any warning.

-Your parents tried to explained what happened, but it was still hard for you to deal with it.

-When the two of you met at the party, she was so shocked

-She even had tears in her eyes. You were her first friend! She was wondering what had happened to you!

-She’s so happy someone even remembers her from so long ago

-After a tight hug, the two of you make a night of going to the local cafe to catch up after the RFA party.

-She. Just couldn’t be happier. She’s so glad to have a friend again, she cries so much when the two of you are alone

-”Thank you so much for remembering me.”

( ´ ▽ ` )ノ So cute!