i made gifs because this was that perfect

Imagine dealing with drunk Chris.

A/N: Man, oh man. I just can’t stay away from writing, can I? Well, at least majority of my holiday stuff’s packed. This is another fic inspired by a conversation with the lovely @chrisevans-imagines We have some very weird, but oddly inspiring conversations. Don’t we, Ava? 😂

You pushed your way through the crowd as you searched the overly packed party for your best friend, Chris, who had drunkenly called you ten times in the last hour; it was 2:19AM. He could count himself incredibly lucky that you were finishing up some paperwork at the hospital otherwise you would’ve killed him for interrupting your much needed beauty sleep. You’d been pulling quite a few late nights over the past week as you were about to take leave and go on your holiday, so things hadn’t been particularly easy on you. But you knew before you went into med-school that being a doctor wasn’t going to be easy, what you didn’t know was how much harder it was being a doctor who was best friends with Chris Evans; a man who had the equivalent energy of his puppy, Dodger. If you weren’t so in-love with him, he wouldn’t get away with half the things he put you through. But you were, so here you were at the party.

“Hello beautiful.” An arm hooked around your waist and pulled you into him; you groaned and pushed the drunken stranger off you. “Geez, lighten up!” He called after you as you disappeared further into the room. If you didn’t find Chris in the next five minutes, you were outta there.

“Hell yeah I’ll get it in!” You heard Chris’ voice and you followed it, chuckling when you found him by the ping pong table. “Don’t you worry, I'mma get it into that cup.” He bounced the ball off the table and balanced it on the back of his hand as he swallowed another gulp of his beer. “Watch me nail this th-” He spotted you and his smile tenfold. “Y/N, you came!” He downed his drink and tossed both ball and red solo cup aside before making his way to you, waving off the protests that came from the other players. “Sorry guys, I’m done. My girl’s here,” he draped an arm around you and pulled you closer to him.

“I’m not your girl, Evans.” You reminded him, but made no effort to push him away from you like you had with the other guy; you were very glad that the dim lights hid your deeply flushed cheeks. “I’m just here to make sure you don’t drink and drive, the last thing I need is to be called back in because someone got into a car accident.”

“Awww,” he cooed, squeezing you tightly against him. “Was someone worried about little old me?” You rolled your eyes, but failed to hide your smile. “Don’t be, my best friend’s a very good doctor. She’s very pretty too, like- she could be on Grey’s Anatomy.” He slurred then grinned when he heard you chuckle. “And that’s you,” he booped your nose, “I’m talking about you.”

“I know, and I’m talking about me too when I say I’ve had a very long night and I’m ready to go home.” He nodded with furrowed brows, really trying to process your words. “C'mon,” you wrapped an arm around his waist and directed him towards the exit, “you’re crashing at my place tonight. I’m not leaving you here when someone could literally tap beer out of you.”

“Yes!” He cheered. “I love your apartment, it smells like Christmas because of all the candles you have.” You hummed in acknowledgement at his drunk thoughts. “Hey, you know what’s really funny?” He didn’t wait for a response. “When I read your texts, I read it in an Australian accent because you’re from Australia. I do the same with Chris Hemsworth’s,” he told you then laughed to himself. “G'day mate,” he mimicked a tradition Australia greeting then laughed again.

“I’ve never once texted that to you, nor have I said that to you,” you chuckled. “And since when do I have an Australian accent? I’ve been living in America since I was eighteen, and you know I watch too much American television and too many Hollywood films to have an Australian accent.” The two of you found your way out of the party and into the much emptier parking lot where you car waited patiently. “But then again,” you glanced at him, “you are very wasted, so I won’t hold that against you.”

“Chuck a shrimp on the barbie,” he continued mocking the Australia accent and laughed when you did. “You’re right,” he returned to his normal accent as he pulled away from you, “you don’t sound like that.” He moved in front of you and took your hands in his, smiling like a love sick idiot which made your heart flutter despite knowing it didn’t mean what you wanted it to. “You sound perfect because you are perfect and I love you.”

“I love you too,” you responded with a chuckle, ignoring that ache in your heart. This wasn’t the first time he’d told you he loved you while he was drunk, in fact- he said it all the time when he was sober too. But it wasn’t the confession you longed for, it was just another platonic expression of affection that you shoved aside with your true feelings. “Let’s get you in bed, shall we?” You tried to pull your hands away only to have him tightened his grip.

“No,” he shook his head, furrowing his eyebrows. “You don’t understand, Y/N. I love you,” he said again in a more serious tone that made you sigh. As much as you wanted to reciprocate that feeling and kiss him, you couldn’t take anything he said seriously when he was drunk. Even if you did believe that drunk minds spoke for a sober heart, it was Chris; he was your best friend and you couldn’t ruin that friendship over a drunken slur of the moment. “I want to be with you,” he told you and pulled his hands away to cup your face.

“Chris, no,” you turned away when he started to lean in, taking a small step back. “We’re not going to do this.” You frowned when he did. “You’re drunk, I don’t want-” you cut yourself off before you said more than you should. “Let’s just go home, okay?” You brushed past him and headed for you car, stopping when he called out.

“I’m sober enough to have this conversation!” He walked in front of you with a frown on his face. “I’ve been trying to tell you I love you since the moment I met you, Y/N. But you keep brushing me off, like you think I’m not worth your time.”

“Chris-” you couldn’t believe you made him feel that way.

“Am I not good enough for you?” He asked then asked again before you could get a word in, “are you holding out for another doctor?” You opened your mouth to speak only to get cut off again, “what is it, Y/N? Why won’t you give me a chance?!” He growled and you flinched. “I don’t understand,” he shook his head, his pretty blues glistened with tears. “I’m not an idiot- I can see the way you look at me, so why won’t you be with me?”

“Chris,” you sighed as you took his hand in yours. “I didn’t know you felt that way about me, I honestly thought that you were fine with us just being friends.” He didn’t say anything, he just squeezed your hand ever so gently. “That’s why I didn’t say anything- that’s why I brushed you off. I figured you were joking, it’s not because I don’t think you’re worth my time.”

“Do you realize how long I’ve been waiting for you?” He asked with a breathless chuckle. “From the moment we met- I’ve wanted to be with you. I was just so terrified I wasn’t good enough, that you wouldn’t want to be with an actor so- I took it slow, I started out by being your friend. But God,” he started to cry and your heart ached, “it hurt seeing you with other people. It sucked saying I love you when you didn’t know how much,” his hand tightened around yours. “I’ve wasted so much of my life not being your other half and I hate it, Y/N.”

“You are my other half, Chris,” you caressed his face with your other hand and brushed the tears rolling down his cheek. “I love you too. I’m so in-love with you that it’s ridiculous,” you told him and he smiled. “There is no one I’d rather see at the end of the day than you. You are my person, you are all I see when I look towards the future,” you assured him. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner, I’m sorry-” He pulled you into his arms and kissed you, cutting you off in the best possible way.

“Wow,” you let out a breathless laugh when he broke the kiss, pressing his forehead against yours.

“Yeah,” he chuckled softly, rubbing small circles into your sides, “I should’ve done that years ago.”

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pay attention to his eyes.

the reason i made this into a gif aside from feels is because i noticed his eyes. in between each word, nick pauses. they animated the tiny moments of careful doubt as he made sure he was getting the oath pitch-perfect.

guys, i know i’ve said this before, but

the animation in this movie is really good

“I heard he likes you.” Y/F/N muttered, raising her mug to her lips as she took a small sip of her tea. The both of you glanced over at Harry, who was currently in the middle of telling the boys about a particularly fluffy cat he had seen trotting around his backyard the other day. Typical Harry stories. 

“Don’t be ridiculous.” You scoffed, rolling your eyes before checking the cabinets for anything to munch on while you waited for the pizza delivery guy to come. Over the past month or so, Y/F/N had been planting the idea of Harry liking you in your head - You almost fell for it, but then you remembered he had other options like, oh, you know, certain Victoria Secret models. 

“You’re being stubborn.” Y/F/N let out a sharp sigh, setting her mug down on the kitchen countertop. “You know I wouldn’t lie to you about something like this! Look, I know you like him, and I know he likes you, so-” 

“Uh-uh - You heard he liked me.” You corrected, Y/F/N clicking her tongue and waving you off dismissively. 

“All I’m saying is it wouldn’t hurt to give it a shot.” 

“Give what a shot, exactly?” You raised your eyebrow, pulling out a packet of animal crackers and ripping it open. 

“You know - Just go over and ask if he wants to see a movie sometime.” Y/F/N hummed, reaching over and stealing a cracker from you. 

“Well, I heard Beauty and The Beast is pretty good…” You pursed your lips in thought, actually mulling over it before- “No.” You snapped back to it, shaking your head quickly and shoving another cracker into your mouth. Having a conversation with Harry already made you nervous enough - The idea of having a simple, friendly conversation turn into asking him out on a date made you want to pass out. 

“Why not??” 

“Because I have common sense!” 

“If you had common sense, you’d be able to see how much Harry likes you-” 

“I’m terminating this conversation!” You snapped, your brows knitted together in frustration. You loved Y/F/N with all your heart, but you absolutely hated when she purposely pushed your buttons. 

“Ooh, fine!” Y/F/N grumbled, grabbing her tea before making her way over to the boys - She turned around one more time to stick her tongue out at you. “You don’t have any plans tonight! Going out on a movie date would be perfect!” She was just being immature, that was it. You gave her a warning look before she let out a huff and plopped herself down on the couch. 

You smiled lightly when you noticed Harry looking over at you, a certain twinkle in his eyes. 

“Why are you looking at me like that?” You asked suspiciously, sitting down across from him and crossing your legs. 

“I don’ know what you’re talking about.” Harry shrugged, looking down to tap away at something on his phone. “I’ve jus’ bought us tickets to watch Beauty and The Beast for tonight, s’all. Looks like you do have plans tonight, after all.”

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gif isn’t mine! 

Imagine Chris coming home early for your birthday.

A/N: My loves, this is a piece for all the birthday babies. Special shoutout to @shadowprincess0218 who requested a imagine for her birthday, here you go. Happy birthday, hun! Hope you have a wonderful, fantastic day. X

You strolled home from Magnolia Bakery with your phone against your ear and a paper box containing your favorite chocolate cupcake in your hand. You were on the phone with your boyfriend, Chris, who was in his home away from home in California due to work commitments. His job and its constant need to take him away from you didn’t bother you until it came to things like birthdays and anniversaries and holidays; those were the times that made you miss him the most. His absence made the day seem like just another day, which was why you declined when your friends wanted to take you out to dinner to celebrate.

“I wish you were here,” you told Chris and he smiled. “I don’t even care if we just eat cake and watch TV, I just want you to be next to me.” You used your shoulder to hold the phone against your ear so you could start picking at your cupcake. “You, me, Dodger-” you murmured with your mouth full, “that’s all I need.”

Little did you know that Chris was actually sitting on your apartment doorstep with a bouquet of roses in his hand and a small black box in his jacket pocket. He’d been planning to propose for a while- two and half years he’d been together with you, he didn’t want to wait any longer considering he knew six months in that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you.

He had planned quite a few times to pop the question but nothing ever seemed perfect enough for someone as special as you. He finally decided to just do it when you subtly reassured him that you didn’t care how he did it because as long as it was him asking, that was that mattered. It was thanks to his mom, actually, that you found out he was thinking about proposing. A week ago, while you were having lunch with Lisa and she let slip he was stalling because he couldn’t think of the ‘perfect’ way to propose. You were touched because it was kind of cute; you always knew Chris was the kind of guy who wanted the perfect proposal memory. But you were also impatient because it could have been another two and a half years before he figured out the perfect way to propose, so you nudged him along. You had no idea the nudge took him to today.

It’d been a whole month since he last saw you and his heart skipped a beat when he did. You turned the corner, looking as beautiful as ever in something as simple as a soft grey sweater, blue jeans, and black thigh high boots; his breath hitched in his throat and he smiled. He took a deep breath and got to his feet, straightening his brown suede jacket as he descended from the stairs. His heart started to pound against his chest; his hand tightened around the bouquet and he patted the small bulge in his jacket pocket. This was it, he was going to do it. He chuckled as he watched you; you were too engrossed with your cupcake to realize the one person you wanted to see was standing not thirty feet away from you.

“It’s a little difficult to book a last minute flight for dogs,” he told you and your eyes narrowed at the echoey effect. “But it’s not so bad for humans.” He chuckled softly, holding up one hand to give you a small wave when you looked up. “Hey, I have to go.” You let out a breathy chuckle of disbelief, smiling so wide that your cheeks hurt. “I just saw the love of my life walk up,” he said into the phone then hung up.

“Chris!” You ran towards him, dropping your cake as you threw your arms around his neck. He laughed and picked you up and spun you in a circle. “Oh my God,” you felt your eyes welled in your eyes and you buried your face in the crook of his neck. “I’ve missed you so much.”

“I’ve missed you too, beautiful.” He let out a satisfied sigh, clutching onto you tightly. “God, it is so good to see you.” He squeezed you as tightly as you squeezed him, neither of you wanted to let go because the past month seemed like an eternity. “Phone calls and FaceTime sessions will never make up for this.”

“Never leave me again.” You told him and both of you chuckled softly because it was an impossible request; as happy as you were, you knew he couldn’t stay for long. “I can’t believe you’re here,” you told him as you started to pull away. “Thank you, baby.” You said when you took the bouquet he was holding out for you. “These are beautiful. You just made my birthday a thousand times better,” you pecked him on the lips, smiling.

“Only a thousand?” He asked with a smile and you chuckled because you didn’t realize he was using that as a segway to pop the big question. “I was actually hoping to make it a million times better.” He told you, slipping his hand into his jacket pocket as he descended down on one knee.

“Oh my God,” you breathed.

“There will never be a perfect time, or a perfect way to propose.” He began, flipping the little box open to reveal a breathtaking diamond ring; from the looks of it, Chris followed the three month’s salary rule which was insane considering who he was and what he did for a job. “But,” he paused for effect, his smile widening as he took your left hand in his. “There is a perfect person for everyone and you, my love, you’re mine.”

“Chris,” your voice quivered out of excitement and nerves.

“Shhh,” he chuckled, pressing one finger to his lips. “I wanted a Disney World proposal but I’m doing it on your doorstep instead, the least you can do is let me make my speech.” He joked and you chuckled, pressing your lips together to show you were going to shut it. “Okay, where was I? Yes, um-” he cleared his throat, catching his train of thought. “I know it’s ridiculous and you may think I’m just saying it for the sake of the romance, but- I knew when I met you that we were going somewhere. You were like this light that wouldn’t stop shining on my life, even the darkest days felt bright with you in it. The past two and a half years have been both an absolute dream and utter hell for me,” he said and your eyes narrowed in confusion; he chuckled softly and explained. “Because you’re amazing and I love every second with you, but it’s also been a long one million three hundred and fourteen thousand seconds to get to this moment. If I could’ve,” his voice quivered as tears welled in his eyes, “I would’ve proposed after our first date.”

“Just ask me already,” you urged, laughing to stop yourself from crying.

“Will you marry me?” He asked, smiling.

“Yes,” you nodded.

He smiled and slipped the ring onto your finger before getting up off the ground to wrap his arms around you and draw you in for the kiss of a lifetime. It felt as though all the stars aligned that night and no birthday was ever going to top this one. Chris broke the kiss and hugged you tightly, you smiled and held up your hand in front of the both of you to admire the ring.

“This is possibility one of the most impractical things you’ve ever bought,” you told him and he chuckled softly, pressing a soft kiss on the side of your head. “Like I love it, it’s beautiful. I mean- don’t get me wrong. I’m very, very impressed with the ring-”

“Then just kiss me and shut up,” he chuckled.

“But,” you continued and he groaned, feigning annoyance; you chuckled. “We could’ve used the money to buy that beautiful house we saw a few months ago, have somewhere we can call ours instead of yours or mine. I mean- yeah, I have my place and you have yours but- don’t you want somewhere we can call ours?” You didn’t know if you were making sense but from the look on Chris’ face, you knew he understood what you meant. “You get it, right?”

“Yeah,” he nodded. “But you get my job, right? I can afford to buy both, which is kind of what I did.” You narrowed your eyes in confusion as he pulled away from you. He reached into his pocket, pulling out a set of brand new keys. “Remember your dream house?” Your jaw dropped and you held out your hand excitedly, he chuckled and placed them in the palm of your hand. “Well, it just became a reality.”

Only You

Summary:  The reader and Archie don’t know exactly what they have, but they’re too scared to admit they want more. After a secret Archie kept from the reader is exposed during Jughead’s birthday party, it’s now or never. 

Word Count: 4599

Song Pairing: Do Re Mi by Blackbear https://youtu.be/BL9jY9b2uFg

Author’s note: One word: ANGST!! This is going to make you feel so many fucking things I’m going to warn you right now;) Let me know what you thought…if you survive haha 


From the moment the night had started you knew it was going to be rough. Betty had found out it was Jughead’s birthday, and nearly had a heart attack when she learned he’d never had a party before. From that moment on she was determined to throw him a party, despite what you and Archie told her.

You and Jughead go way back, like best friends since diapers back. Jughead had even been your first kiss. Your families had become close because they’d all grown up in Riverdale together. There had been a lot you’d gone through with him, but it wasn’t all sad things.

It was just that you knew how to be there for the other, more than just a shoulder to cry on. You had always believed that you were soulmates, but not in the romantic sense of the term, best friend soul mates if that was a thing.

If anyone were to be your soulmate IN the romantic sense, it would be Archie Andrews. There was just something about him, he was intoxicating to you. Archie made you feel so many things, whether it was butterflies or shivers down your spine.

You were hooked, but truth be told he felt the exact same way about you. He couldn’t explain it but he knew that when he was with you it just made sense. You were different, and you made him feel alive.

He wasn’t sure if love was real but if it was, you were it. No matter how sure of his feelings he was, part of him was still scared. The last thing Archie wanted to do was mess up and  lose you, but that was all he seemed to be able to do lately.

So Archie didn’t let you know everything he felt for you and just let whatever was happening continue to happen. It was painful because he wanted so much more, but the pain of losing you would be much worse.

You were currently sitting in your car with Jughead, postponing starting the night. Turning to you he asked, “ And you told Betty I hate my birthday?”. You’d told her about a thousand times, but it didn’t matter.

Turning to him as well you replied, “ Juggy I was a broken record, but she set her mind to it and now we have ourselves a…. party”. You didn’t know what exactly to call it because everything had escalated.

Originally it had been strictly inner-circle but due to Riverdale being Riverdale it turned into a classic high school party. Jughead closed his eyes and sighed, “ Just when I thought god couldn’t punish me anymore”.

Laughing you explained, “ Jug it sucks but Betty had good intentions, she cares about you because you’re……what exactly are you guys?”. Jughead sighed again, “ Add that to the list of confusing things that is currently my life (y/n)”.

He added, “ Betty is wonderful but I’m not sure if I’m ready for her…..she’s the type you settle down with and I don’t even know if I’ve been programed to do so”. It made sense, Betty was so perfect and that was intimidating.

Jughead shot back, “ If we’re going to define things, what exactly is your relationship with the ginger stallion”. You instantly smiled thinking about Archie, and how fun tonight would be for you both.

Grinning you answered, “ Let’s just say so far it’s been a fun ride, a really fun ride”. Getting what you were hinting at he stuck out his tongue in fake disgust. He sat up too, “ We’ve known eachother since before we knew how to speak (y/n), and so I know it’s much more than just some fling”.

Shrugging your shoulders you opened your mouth to speak but he cut you off, “ Nope I’m not letting you sarcastic comment your way out of this one, you really care about him maybe even lo-”.

Jughead was cut off when there was knocking on your car window, and it was no other than Archie. When you rolled down the window Archie jokingly said, “ I’m just glad the windows aren’t foggy”.

You face was red but it wasn’t because of his accusation, it was because what Jughead had said. If you were going to be honest with yourself you did love Archie, you loved him bigtime. You just weren’t sure now was the right time, and you didn’t want to ruin what you currently had.

Jughead picked up on how red you face was, but he kept it to himself. You turned your car off and got out, wrapping your arms around Archie. Smirking you said, “ Don’t worry Arch, I know that’s what your car is for”.

Archie wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed you. He could never keep his hands off of you, there was something that just drew him to you. Jughead rolled his eyes, “ I’m right here guys…I’m starting to think you enjoy an audience”.

You just flipped him off and continued to kiss Archie, wanting to push away your bad feelings about tonight. Archie let his hands roam and he not only grabbed your ass, but picked you up and placed you on the hood of your own car.

He started to kiss your neck and you laughed, “ Fuck Archie are you drunk?”. You felt him smile against your skin as he giggled. He spoke softly, “ Not drunk, just buzzed”. You realized the strange taste on his lips had been alcohol.

Laughing you shook your head, “ Archie Andrews what am I going to do with you”. Before he could respond Jughead intervened, “ I’m going to stop you right there, I need you both to walk with me in the valley of despair”.

Archie turned around and you hopped down from the hood, both agreeing to be there for him. Taking Archie’s hand the three of you made your way towards the door, preparing for what ever tonight would bring.

As Jughead knocked on the door Archie stood behind you kissing your neck. He whispered in your ear, “ You look so amazing tonight (y/n)”. Archie was already insanely affectionate sober, but when he was drunk it was much more intense.

Your smile soon faded when you saw Veronica open the door. You wanted to like Veronica but you couldn’t. She clearly wanted Archie despite the fact that he was with you. Archie never fed into it, but it didn’t matter because she was relentless.

Veronica smiled, “ Hey Archiekins, happy birthday Jughead”. She hadn’t even addressed you, how childish could she be? Archie stopped kissing your neck, “Hey Veronica, where’s Betty?”.

Veronica didn’t care about Betty and she just shrugged her shoulders, “Probably somewhere having a heart attack that a streamer is out of place”. Jughead just looked to you and rolled his eyes, and you did the same.

Archie took your hand, “ Come on babe let’s go have fun!”. Your annoyance vanished when you realized how happy Archie was to just be here with you. Entering inside the house you saw just how crazy everything was.

There was random people everywhere, empty bottles, and trash. Jughead sarcastically said, “Wow I can’t believe how many people are here to celebrate my birthday!”. You realized that no one would even know it was a birthday party unless they looked at the decorations.

Veronica crossed her arms, “ There’s also people downstairs, I’m pretty sure Betty wanted to speak with you and (y/n) so Archie and I will wait up here!”. Three seconds ago she had no idea where Betty was, and she suddenly remembered this?

You didn’t buy it, “ Aw what a good “friend” you are Ronnie! Why don’t you stay up here while Betty’s real friends go downstairs”. Taking Archie’s hand you lead him to the basement as Jughead followed.

As you walked down the stairs Archie whispered in your ear, “ Don’t be mad (y/n) the only girl I want is you”. That was true, but it didn’t stop Veronica from getting under your skin. Jughead didn’t know how to feel, “ Looks like we’re walking right into the belly of the beast”.

There sat there on the couch Betty amidst the madness. Cheryl was standing up in front of her audience which included; Reggie, Kevin, Moose, the Pussycats, Chuck, Ethyl, Dilton, and Joaquin.

When Betty saw you guys her eyes lit up, the people she actually cared about were finally here. Cheryl also lit up when she saw you guys, “ Well if it isn’t the birthday boy himself! Since you all are here we can start the game”.

You raised an eyebrow, “ A game?”. Jughead added, “ What are we five again Cheryl, come on”. Archie was down for whatever so he took an open seat and made you sit on his lap. Jughead leaned against the wall, preparing for a fast getaway.

As you heard the sound of heels going down the stairs, you knew it was Veronica. Archie could sense your anger and so his grip around your waist tightened, trying to distract you. Cheryl placed a hand on her hip, “ Alright everyone we’re playing secrets and sins”.

Jughead spoke up, “ Seriously Cheryl that’s what you come up with? Let me guess it’s truth or dare on steroids”. The name of the game made you feel uneasy, you hated games where the main point was to start shit.

Cheryl just grinned, “ We’re starting with Riverdale’s finest, Archie Andrews”. Instantly your stomach started to churn, you didn’t like where this was going. You tried to stop it, “ Cheryl pick someone else”.

She just laughed, “ Oh is poor little (y/n) scared? I mean you have every right to be…especially after that night where Veronica and Archie had a little adventure in a closet”. You heard Archie whisper, “ Fuck” to himself.

You stood up, “ What adventure?”. Veronica came and stood next to Cheryl, the both of them just beaming. Cheryl laughed, “ Guess there’s some trouble in paradise huh? Archie didn’t tell you…”. You felt the anger boiling and you didn’t know whether you wanted to hit Veronica or Cheryl, or both.

Veronica grinned, “ It was after homecoming, Archiekins and I shared an intimate moment…it was very 13 going on 30 of us”. You couldn’t even turn around and face Archie, there’s no way both Veronica and Cheryl would lie about this.

Betty tried to help, “ Come on Cheryl, stop messing with people’s feelings just because you’re sad you lost Jason”. It warmed your heart that Betty was trying to protect you, but you were seeing red.

By now Archie stood up and he kept reassuring you, “ It was nothing, it didn’t mean anything, I didn’t feel a thing”. Nothing Archie said mattered right now, he had lied to you and embarrassed you in front of everyone.

Jughead saw your fists clenched, and he knew you were going to explode. He rushed over to you and held you back. You got in Veronica’s face, “ How fitting that the girl with daddy issues turned into a homewrecker! Keep trying to distract yourself from the joke that is your life Veronica, but no matter what you do you’ll always be empty!!”.

For affect you added, “ I’m not going to hit you either, I don’t feel like ending up like your father…I heard prisons a bitch”. The entire room just cheered, this was the exact entertainment everyone had hoped for.

Veronica didn’t know what to do, she just stood there trying to find the words. Veronica didn’t know you’d act this way, and being confronted like that scared her, not to mention the fact that everything you’d said about her was true.

Cheryl just laughed, “ Shit (y/n) I didn’t know you had it in you”. You just wanted to get out of this damn room and away from all of them. Turning to Jughead you took his hand, “ We need to get out of this room Juggy”.

As you turned to leave Archie reached out for you, but you couldn’t look at him. You were already holding back tears, and if you looked at him you’d fall apart. Jughead went in between you both, “ No Archie, you’ve done enough”.

                                    Yeah, if I could go back to the day we me

                           I probably would just stay in bed

You felt a thousand emotions all at once as you went back upstairs with Jughead. Instantly you went over to the drinks table and downed whatever you saw. You didn’t want to feel anything, you didn’t want to think about anything.

Jughead just leaned against the table, “ You sure you want to do that (y/n) I don’t know if-”. You smiled as you felt the warm liquid wash all over your body. Placing the now empty red cup down you turned to Jughead, “ I know what I want to do, dance”.

               You run your mouth all over town, And this one goes out to the sound

Of breaking glass on my Range Rover, Pay me back or bitch, it’s over

Back downstairs things were just getting worse and worse. After Jughead had stopped Archie from going after you, Veronica had gone over to him. Placing a hand on his chest she said, “ Forget about (y/n), we both know she isn’t worth it”.

Cheryl still wasn’t done, “ You know Archie I’d be more concerned about the fact that your best friend just went off with your girl, screams rebound to me”. Kevin just sat there with his jaw dropped, this was all amazing.

Betty got up, “ Stop Cheryl, and you know what Veronica stop too! You’re both treating everyone like we’re all your puppets!”. Both girl’s didn’t care about anything Betty had to say, they were playing a game, and they were winning.

All the presents I would send, Fuck my friends behind my shoulder

Veronica didn’t skip a beat, “ Archie why don’t we go somewhere and talk you know we can-”. Archie was done, he didn’t want anything to do with Veronica. His worst fear had come true, he’d messed up.

He angrily ran his hands through his hair stepping back, “ Ronnie get out of my face..I need to leave… I can’t”. With that he left through the basement door and vanished into the night. Veronica just stood there, arms crossed and pissed.

She’d thought Archie would want to retaliate with her and that they could finally do something more than kiss for a second. Cheryl sighed, “ Well that was dramatic, anyways who’s next?”.

Betty took off after Archie, hoping she could fix things. She’d been there that night and immediately after it happened Archie had explained to her how things had gone down. So she knew it truly had been nothing.

Betty had still been dealing with her feelings for Archie and so when she’d been dared to go have 7 minutes in heaven with him she declined and Veronica took her place. About a minute in Archie came storming out of the closet pissed off, leaving Veronica standing there annoyed.

Archie had gone outside, and Betty followed him. When Betty asked what happened Archie told her, “ Ronnie started talking bad about (y/n) and then out of nowhere kissed me! I pushed her right off and told her I love (y/n)”.

Betty smiled, “ Woah Arch, you love her?”. Archie hadn’t even realized that’s what he’d said, it had just come out.  He smiled to himself, “ I do Betty…and I don’t want this ruining anything”.

She rested a hand on his shoulder, “ Don’t worry Archie it won’t, Veronica was embarrassed and I’m sure no one will ever bring this up again. I don’t think it’s worth saying something because it really didn’t mean anything”.

Next time I'ma stay asleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep, oh

Betty felt she was partly why things were so messed up again, and she wanted to go find Archie and fix things. She had honestly thought what had happened wouldn’t matter and she felt horrible that she’d been wrong.

Back upstairs you’d somehow got Jughead to actually agree to dance with you. Jughead didn’t dance, but tonight was already weird enough that nothing could surprise you anymore.

It had taken some warming up on Jugheads part, at first he had acted as if you were at a school dance. You had to physically put his hands on your hips, and it still took him awhile to get comfortable.

                 And you got me thinking lately, Bitch, you crazy

And nothing’s ever good enough

Laughing you told him, “ You don’t have to keep enough room for jesus Jug”. It caused him to laugh too and so he brought his body even closer to yours. You started to feel whatever you’d drank work it’s magic.

Turning around your back now pressed against his front. To your surprise he put his hands on your hips again, “ Wow is Jughead Jones actually having fun?”. You heard him laugh again and it gave you a brief feeling of happiness.

He whispered into your ear, “ I’m making the best out of it”. Jughead was having fun, by distracting himself. He was focusing on you instead of focusing on the fact that it was his birthday, or the fact that he didn’t know how he felt about Betty.

You moved your hips in a circular motion, going with the beat of the song. You were starting to feel good, whether it was the alcohol or just having fun with Jughead. Jughead moved his hips with yours, dancing better than you thought he ever could.

So fuckin’ done with all the games you play, I ain’t no Tic-tac-toe

Send the X and O’s on another note, I’m do, re, mi, fa, so fuckin’ done with you, baby

So send the X and O’s on another note, I’m ghost

Still swaying with the beat you dragged your hands up your body, as you moved your actual body down. When you moved your body back up, you leaned forward pressing your ass into Jughead’s groin.

For a second you thought you might’ve crossed a line, until Jugheads hands slid down your body. Turning your head to the side you joked, “ Practicing for Betty?”. You watched as he blushed, so something was there.

         If I could go back to the day we met, I probably would’ve stayed in bed

You wake up everyday, And make me feel like I’m incompetent

Betty had caught up with Archie, he had only gone down the street. He sat down on the cirb, his head in between his knees. When he heard footsteps the first thing he said was your name, but he only saw Betty when he looked up.

Sitting down next to him she said, “ It’s going to work out Arch, I promise”. He laughed, but only because that sounded so crazy. Archie shook his head, “ There’s no way I can fix this, Veronica lied in front of EVERYONE!”.

Betty rested a hand on his knee, “ Look drama travels fast in this town which means pretty soon it will be on to the next thing. All that matters is that (y/n) knows the truth, and I can back you up”.

Archie remembered that he’d told Betty what had happened immediately, and he perked up. Finally he picked his head up, “ Shit I’d forgot! Maybe I can fix this!”. Betty smiled, she wanted you and Archie to be happy together.

Getting up she added, “ You’re in love Archie, love always wins”. He got up and they both started walking towards the house again. Archie had never wanted you as bad as he did right know. The thought of losing you, even if it was only for thirty minutes, had been awful.

            I wrote a little song for ya It go like….  Do, re, mi, fa  

so fuckin’ done with you, girl, So fuckin’ done with all the games you play

When Archie walked into the party again all he saw was you dancing with Jughead. You both were smiling while Jughead was a little too handsy. Archie couldn’t help it, he stormed right over to the both of you and pulled you forward.

Immediately you broke your wrist free, “ What the fuck are you doing Archie!”. Archie stepped back for a second, trying to calm down. He just wanted to stop messing up but he couldn’t.

He yelled back, “ What are you doing (y/n)!”. Pushing him back you said, “ I’m dancing with someone who actually gives a fuck about me Archie, that’s what the fuck I’m doing!”. By now a crowd had gathered again, wanting to witness the show.

Archie shot right back, “ You can’t be serious right?! You didn’t even let me explain!”. You started to laugh, oh that was a good one. Raising you hands up in frustration you asked, “What is there to explain Archie? That you let some slut ruin what we had!”.

You were so angry that tears were streaming down your face. With more sadness than anger you added, “ I love you Archie…and you did this to me”. Instantly any anger he had disappeared, he’d never wanted to hurt you.

When everyone had heard you say the word “love” they whole atmosphere of the room changed. Betty stepped forward, “ I was there (y/n) and it was nothing! A minute in Archie stormed out of the closet and he told me what happened”.

Realizing she had your attention she continued, “ Veronica kissed him and Archie immediately left, I thought if he told you it would just make a bigger problem”. Jughead stood behind you and rubbed your shoulder, wanting you to feel better.

Archie stepped forward and took your hands in his, “ I told her that I love you (y/n), that’s why she means nothing to me…I love you”. You couldn’t believe what he’d just said, you just wished the first time you said “ I love you” wasn’t after getting into a fight in front of the entire school.

Wrapping your arms around his neck you replied, “ Then let’s go celebrate”. Smirking he kissed you, wanting everyone to know you were his. Before leaving he yelled, “ Just so all you assholes know I love (y/n) so fuck off otherwise!”.

You started to laugh, “ Shit Archie you’re still somewhat drunk huh?”. Leading you outside he said, “ Drunk in love”. Shaking your head you lead him towards you car, or at least tried to because it’s incredibly hard to move when Archie Andrews has his hands all over you.

You went to go into the driver’s side but he opened your back door and pulled you into the back seat. He smirked, “ I want you (y/n) and I can’t wait any longer”. You were suddenly extremely thankful for your roomy backseat and tinted windows

Now you were straddling him, and he had the biggest smile on his face. Looking down you asked, “ What?”. Pulling you closer to him he kissed you, “ I love you”.  Archie Andrews was much more complex than anyone realized.

Shaking your head grinning you said, “ I love you too, idiot”. He laughed before pulling your body closer to his. By bringing his hands up your thighs he took off the loose dress you’d been wearing.

He had that smug look on his face as he looked you up and down, acting as if it was the first time he’d seen you like this. Before you could ask him why he was looking at you like that Archie bit his lip, “ You always look so damn beautiful”.

Somehow you still blushed, you always thought the affect he still had on you was crazy. Smiling you told him, “ Your turn”. And with a smirk on his face he took of his shirt, shorts, and boxers.

You just giggled at how eager he was but he was still smirking, “ Quit acting like you’re not insanely turned on by what you see”. Sighing with a smile on your face you took off your own bra and panties.

For affect you added, “ I’d say stop acting like you’re not turned on, but I can see for myself” hinting to his fully erect member. Archie just shook his head before crashing his lips into yours.

You felt him pressing against your entrance and you moved your hips forward, grinding against him. Archie began to kiss down your neck, nibbling lightly until he found your sweet spot. As you groaned he massaged your clit with his thumb.

Moaning you begged, “ Archie I need you”. He moved his hand faster and started kissing down the valley of your breasts. You moaned loudly as he began sucking on your nipple, dragging it lightly between his teeth.

After he’d teased you long enough he kissed back up your neck and whispered in your ear, “ You sound so beautiful begging for me (Y/n)”. Whenever you and Archie fooled around, he always loved making you feel good.

To Archie, nothing turned him on more than knowing that you were happy or felt good because something he’d done. Archie thought of it as a way to express how he’d felt about you without really saying anything.

You needed him so badly, “ Please Archie I-”. Archie cut you off by slowly inserting himself inside you, making you moan loudly. To deal with the mixture of pain and pleasure you buried your head in the crook of his neck.

Archie had his hands on your hips, pulling you forward as he deeply thrust inside of you. He started to go faster, “ Tell me who’s making you feel this good baby”. As your bodies moved together you found it hard to process anything but how good it felt.

To your surprise Archie suddenly flipped you over so you were on your back, moving your leg to hook around his own back. This had let him go deeper inside of you, “ Baby I need to hear who’s making you feel so good”.

Wrapping your arms around his neck you told him, “ You Archie, you’re making me feel so fucking good”. A smile formed upon his lips and he leaned down, kissing you passionately. Archie kept going faster and he was hitting all the right spots.

He nibbled on your earlobe again, groaning in your ear. The sound alone wanted to make you cum right then and there. Archie nearly growled, “ Say my name baby”. To get his point further across he started to slightly tweak your nipple.

You moaned out his name but that wasn’t enough, “ Tell me who’s going to make you cum right now”. You were right on the edge, and his words were pushing you over it. You yelled out his name, not caring who heard.

You felt him smile against your skin, “ That’s it baby, cum for me right now”. You were no longer on the edge, you’d just dived head first off of it. It felt like a tsunami had started in your core and washed all over your body.

Wave after wave of pleasure shook through your entire body and all you could do was call out Archie’s name. You knew he was right there with you as you felt him twitch inside of you. Together you rode out your orgasms, both shaking.

When it was over Archie took your face in his hand, “ I love you (y/n), only you”. You kissed him again, wanting to preserve the moment. Archie moved your body so you were laying on your side, pressed against him. Nothing else mattered because Archie finally knew that he’d never lose the love of his life again.

“Go on a date with me,” Ansel asked for the fifth time this week, and its only Tuesday. “Come on y/n give me a chance.”

You closed your locker and turned to face him, “sorry Ansel but my answer is still the same. I’m not interested in a relationship right now.”

As you were walking away he slid in front of you, blocking the school doors, “who said anything about a relationship? Let’s just go out to dinner or something and talk like friends. And if you like me, we can go on another and then maybe we can think about a relationship.”

You pretended to think about it, “No.” You shoved past him and walked out.

Your best friend fell into step with you. “Why do you look so grumpy?”

“Ansel won’t drop this date thing,” you grumbled.

She sighed, “you know maybe you should give him a chance y/n! I don’t see why you think he’s playing you.”

Glaring at her, you said, “because he’s like that! He plays with girls! Remember Cindy? He tore her heart out.”

“But he’s never tried so hard to win a girl over!” She pointed out, “he always got what he wanted and you’re a challenge.”

You stopped walking and turned to her, “yeah, I am. What happens when I accept and the challenge is over? He’ll get bored and dump me for the next girl.”

“Whatever,” she rolled her eyes, “I still think you should give him a chance.” Then she walked off to her car.

The next day

You walked into third period, Advisory, dreading the whole hour. You’ve been avoiding Ansel all day but there was no avoiding him now. In a class where you just sit and talk about how you’re doing in school. Seriously what is the point of it?! And you had it with Ansel. Great.

“Everyone pull up a seat and gather into a circle,” your teacher said, “how is everyone doing today?”

Everyone mumbled a quiet, “good,” but Ansel, being the attention seeking jock he is flailed his arms and yelled, “oh I’ve been having a terrible week Mrs.Kay!”

“And why is that Ansel?”

He stood up to make a scene, “oh nothing! I’ve just been gathering the courage to ask out this girl I really like ALL month and when I finally man up and ask her, she says no!”

Ansel smiled at you, if looks could kill, he’d be dead by now. “Why do you think she’s saying no?” The teacher asked.

He sighed, “because let’s be honest, I haven’t been the best boyfriend in this school. I’m kind of a jerk who broke many hearts. And I know she’s afraid I’ll break hers. But I’m not perfect, and I don’t mean to do all this. I’m looking for the girl I’ll be in love with! And along the way I made mistakes! Oh I’ve made Many! But I actually like her. And I wish shed give me a chance.”

“Why don’t you tell her this?”

“I just did,” he smiled, and every girl in class blushed, probably thinking it was her. “And I’ll ask her out once more. Of she looks me in the eyes and says no. I’ll stop. But I want her to know I’m not all bad. I promise.”

He walked around the circle, winking at random girls, “so…” He stopped in front of you, “y/n, will you join me for a home cooked dinner at my house this Friday night? Please?”

You met his eyes, and you saw something you never expected to see. Innocence, and fear. Fear of what? Being rejected in front of these people that mean nothing to him? Or fear of being rejected by you, a girl he truly likes..

You let out a frustrated groan and hurried your head in your hands, how can you possibly say no?

Dating Ignis/ Blind!

Here’s another headcanon. Blind Ignis may have a sad story, but he makes me smile to the point of blushing. I really enjoyed thinking about this. Enjoy!


-       He can be very emotional at times. Even though he doesn’t show it on his face, you know him well enough that you can see the signs. “Iggy, talk to me. What’s on your mind?”

-      He needs a little more help but rarely asks. (You help anyways because stubborn Ignis is stubborn)

-       You actually find his stubbornness ridiculously adorable.

-       You love reading to him, even if it’s work related. He finds the sound of your voice soothing.

-       Vision impairment hasn’t hindered his love for cooking. Seriously, he’s still a wiz in the kitchen! You sometimes sit in the kitchen just to watch him go. “Cooking simply takes a good sense of taste…and knowing the difference between hot and cold my dear he’d grin.

- He still manages to crack his cornball puns and jokes. Ohhh the sass is still strong. One of the things that made you fall head over heels for him.

-      He sometimes worries that he has become a burden, but with lots of kisses and endless lovemaking, you literally reassure him that everything is fine. “I-I apologize, y/n…” You cup his cheeks “nonsense, Ignis. You are still perfect and I love you

-      He still has a hard time believing it. (Stubborn Iggy strikes again)

-       You love his scars because they tell a story of someone who is willing to do anything for the person/people he cares most about; even if it meant putting himself in harms way. “Do you really like them, kitten?” You place a gentle kiss on his closed eye  “They’re beautiful

-      He loves when you trace them while you’re cuddled up with each other.

-      Intimacy was difficult at first. Ignis worried that his impairment would slow him down or leave things unenjoyable for you but it was the complete opposite. Your image was etched into his memory before he lost his vision, and with his hearing and sense of touch heightened, the pleasure seemed to double. “You still feel as wonderful as I remember, y/n.

-      Oh how he still wished he could see the look on your face when you’re a withering mess beneath him.

-      Even though he can get around fairly well on his own, he still asks you to guide him. (His excuse to hold your hand all the time. He adores your touch. Not that you’re complaining)

-       You love helping him with his clothes. Buttoning his shirts, adjusting his collar, and even helping him spike his hair!

-       Through everything, he still thinks of your wellbeing first.

-       He feels utterly lucky to have someone like you by his side.

“What has a man like me done to deserve such a loving creature?

I went into the woods for a couple days and also watched Made in Abyss after hearing it has a plot sorta similar to Etrian Odyssey (the greatest RPG series to exist). Turns out it’s perfect and Riko is the cutest goddamn thing holy hell.

Also no music because I don’t produce much sorry if people followed expecting more ( `~`;

WOW  — just wow. I hit 1k followers just about five months ago and last night i actually reached that 2k milestone  🎉 I’m a little bit speechless, because i never thought that so many people would enjoy and love those shitty edits of mine and would actually want to talk to me about my fave characters, my life and literally just anything? It’s amazing and i’m beyond grateful for all of the support and appreciate each and everyone of you; especially my lovely mutuals. And even though all of this is still beyond me, i wanted to give the following people a big and plushy shoutout!
Thanks for following and i love you, guys!  💜

@banesfuture  💜
of course my sweet parabatai has to be the first person on my list that’s going to be mentioned  — i don’t make the rules. mags, you lovely human being. i don’t think i can put my feelings for you into words that actually make sense, but i’m going to try. you’re one of the most amazing people i ever got to meet and i’m beyond grateful for your existence. we’re basically the same person which, let’s be honest, sometimes creeps the shit out of us, but at the end of the day that’s probably one of the reasons why i love you as much as i do. you share my love for harry shum jr and don’t even get me started on necks and collarbones and all the thirst (yes, we need some holy water, babe.) you also share my love for poetry and prose and you’re one of those people i can talk to about literally anything. you talk to me about life changing decisions, drag me for my typos, encourage and support me to be the best version of myself, send me cute pictures of your kitties to cheer me up, send me funny memes and videos, bless my day with your beautiful selfies and most importantly you’re always there for me. and you always make sure that i never forget about that. i’m honoured to be your friend and i love you so much! 

●  @wonderchesters  💜
DAMN GURL is the first thing that comes to my mind when i think about you, brooke. you’re not only one of the most beautiful and sweet girls i have ever seen (please never ever stop sending me those gorgeous selfies!) but also one strong and genuinely kind and caring person. you’re like a little sister to me, except for the fact that i’m the vodka mom friend™ and your mom would probably kick me out within two weeks :’) i love that you speak your mind and how enthusiastic you are when you talk about the things you love. you’re so open minded, share my sense of humour and i can have those 3AM kinda conversations with you at any time of the day. i’m so so glad that you’re a part of my life and that i’m able to call you my fufe. i love you! … and don’t forget the fact that, if someone were to hurt you, i’d fly over to the US in a second to wreak vengeance for you c; #lol

@canislytherinthings  💜
where do i start when it comes to you, yael? god. i remember the day i saw that you followed me and how i instantly freaked out for a second and had to remind myself that i’m an adult and that we fangirl in silence c; you were and always will be one of the editors i admire the most. you’re so incredibly talented   —  and i’m not only talking about gifs and editing in general, even tho i always get those heart eyes when i see you posted another one of those gorgeous sets of yours. but you’re also seriously talented in cheering me up when i’m at my worst and you make me feel like i can talk to you about anything. it doesn’t matter if it’s just fangirling and fandom talk or those moments when my anxiety is rising and it feels like it’s crushing me down; you’re there. and i can’t tell you how grateful i am for that. you’re such a kind, strong and intelligent woman and you inspire me. i love it when you talk about your religion and traveling, share your personal stories and expierences with me and the fact that i can still learn so much from you. please, don’t ever change and please, take me to jerusalem and show me the city. i love you so much!

●  @jaceslewis  💜
you’re the cutest little bean on this planet, brie. thank you so much for instantly writing me when i posted your blograte  —  we might’ve never talked if you didn’t, because i’m a shy chicken and i seriously wouldn’t want to miss you and our conversations for the world. you have a thing for poetry, just like me and are a quite talented poet yourself (even though you don’t always see that yourself) and i’m amazed at how much talent and kindness you carry in your heart and brain. the second we started talking i knew that i had made a new friend, because that’s how you treated me from the start, even though we didn’t really know each other at the time. you’re such a warm and loving person and way too precious for my anxious ass; seriously. i love your honesty, your humour, your love for stephen king and the stories about your family (#zwetschgenknödel are the best 😉) and how you’re not someone who’s quick to judge others and always makes sure the people around you are feeling welcome and good. i know you tend to underestimate yourself and that we haven’t talked that much lately, but please let me tell you that you’re an awesome human being and that you can do absolutetly everything you put your mind to. you don’t have to hide your talents, mein mädchen. i love you!

@mel-iorn  💜
it feels like i’m an open book to you, mel, but i love that feeling. when i’m talking to you i feel genuinely understood and most importantly safe. i don’t have to think about something twice when i’m talking to you, because i know i can be completely honest. you’re so open minded and i love that we share an interest and passion in other cultures and religions. if we could, we’d probably travel the whole world! i also love it when you send me poems and little texts that made you think of me, ramble in your tags and how we’re just on the same wavelength. you’re so unapologetically yourself (and that’s a gorgeous self btw!) and i admire that so much. even though we haven’t talked that much lately, it’s always a blessing to know and see you on my dash. you make me smile and i love you! (that’s a #leveup for our friendship, right? c; )

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Imagine playing hard to get with Chris.

A/N: This is a request from a wonderfully loyal reader @m-a-t-91, I don’t really know if I lived up to your request ‘cause when I write- I kinda go into a state where I just write what comes to me. I think I wrote what you asked for, I dunno. Enjoy anyway. X

You could feel your best friend, Chris watching you from across the bar as you politely chatted with the third guy to hit on you in one night. You weren’t actually interested, you were just too nice to shoot him down. At least he was slightly better looking than the first two, it helped but he still wasn’t the one you wanted to be with. The one you wanted, the one you were in-love with- had been in-love with since the moment you met him was the blue eyed, brown haired Bostonian that you called a best friend. You didn’t know but he was in-love with you too, just waiting for the right time to tell you.

“Do you want me to get rid of him?” Chris mouthed at you and you bit back your smile, nodding ever so subtly. “Wear the ring,” he mouthed and tapped his ring finger on his left hand; a gesture to the bid the two of you had performed numerous times.

You did as you were told, watching him rise from his stool and disappear into the crowd. You continued to nod at the blond, faking a smile as he talked you through his gym regime. You could’ve listened to Chris talk about his gym regime all day but you couldn’t with this guy, with this guy- all you wanted to do was roll your eyes.

“There you are, my love.” You heard Chris’ voice and felt his warm hand touch the small of your back. “I’m sorry,” his gaze fell onto the blond gentleman who was stunned by the presence of the actor, Chris Evans. “Can I help you? Is there a reason you’re talking to my fiancée?” He asked, grabbing your left hand and holding it up to reveal your ring.

“Uh- no, um-” He stammered, swallowing his nerves as he got up. “I had no idea- I’m sorry, Cap. I didn’t notice the ring and- Have a good night,” he nodded at the both of you and rushed off, leaving you and Chris in stitches.

“I’m sorry, Cap?” You laughed, trying to ignore the butterflies forming in your stomach from Chris’ touch. “That’s fucking hilarious. I have never seen a guy bigger than you so terrified of you,” you said and Chris scoffed. “The role of Captain America has given you a few benefits.”

“First of all, he was not bigger than me. And even if he was, I’m much better looking than that doofus.” He argued and you rolled your eyes; the feeling of disappointment washed over him when he took his hand away. “And yes, the role of Captain America has given me a few benefits. You’re one of them, without it- I probably wouldn’t have met you.”

“But we met at your dad’s dentistry,” you narrowed your eyes in confusion.

“Yes, but you wouldn’t have been interested in talking to me if I wasn’t Captain America.” You rolled your eyes at that. “Please,” he chuckled softly. “Don’t act like you would’ve given me the time of day if I wasn’t Captain America, even after you knew who I was- you barely paid me any attention. All you did was ask for a selfie, you wouldn’t even give me your phone number.”

“I was raised not to trust random strangers, even if said random stranger was Captain America.”

“Bull-fucking-shit,” he laughed. “You just like playing hard to get, you’re like that with every guy.”

“Fuck you, Evans.” You playfully shoved him and he laughed harder, touching his left boob. “I do not like playing hard to get, I’m just not one of those girls who gives her number away willy nilly. Even if I knew who you were, you were still just some random guy. I couldn’t just give you my number, I had to know you were a guy worth trusting.” You told him and he chuckled. “And you are,” you patted his cheek gently and his heart fluttered at your touch, “'cause here we are now, best of friends.”

“I want more than friends,” you thought you heard him mutter under his breath. Your heart skipped a beat but you remained indifferent, just in case you heard him wrongly. “Y/N,” Chris moved in front of you, taking one of your hands in his. “Have you ever thought about dating a friend?”

Your breath hitched in your throat because you knew you had in fact heard what you heard; he was referring to himself and the possibility of him becoming something more to you. You had been wishing for something like that since- God, since before you met him. But like he said, you were prone to playing hard to get; you didn’t know why, you did do it with every guy. It probably had to do with the string of bad boyfriends, after the last one- you were done getting hurt. You knew Chris was a good guy but you couldn’t risk going through another heartbreak and you definitely didn’t want to lose him as a friend.

“Never,” you lied and shook your head.

“I see,” Chris mumbled; his heart sunk as you pulled your hand away. “Yeah, neither.” He forced a smile on his face but you could see the pain in his eyes; you suffered immediate guilt and regret. “I think it’s stupid to ruin a good friendship, I just- I was asking for a friend.”

“Yeah, sure.” You nodded, smiling even though you were dying on the inside. “This is why we’re best friends, we share a similar form of thinking.” You said and he nodded, chuckling with very limited humor. “I’m starving, do you want to go grab some Leone’s?”

“You know I do.” He smiled more genuinely; he couldn’t be with you but at least he could be around you. “Let’s go,” he held out his arm for you to take and you took it without hesitation. “What are we thinking? Eat in or take it back to my place?”

“Anything as long as I get to eat with you,” you told him and his smile widened a little bit. “You know I love you, right?” You asked and he nodded, pressing a quick kiss to the side of your head. “Good,” you managed a small smile, ignoring your aching heart. “Now let’s go get some pizza.”
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“I will never ever get sick of pizza,” you grinned as you took another slice from the box. Chris chuckled and took a sip of his beer, smiling as he watched you devour the slice. “Thank you so much for introducing me to Leone’s, it is honestly- the best.”

“You’re welcome.” He smiled and lowered his beer onto the hardwood floor. “You know something, Y/N?” He quizzed, crawling across to sit next to you. “I think you’re amazing.” He told you when your facials prompted a continuation. “I think you’re beautiful and funny and talented and- perfect. I think you’re perfect,” he whispered and brushed your hair out of your face.

“I think I’m all of those things too,” you joked because you knew where he was going with all of that. “What can I say?” You dropped your slice back into the box and brushed the crumbs from your hands by swiping them together. “My parents made a masterpiece when they had me.”

“Can you please be serious for once in your life?” Chris narrowed his eyes at you; he was buzzed enough not to care about the consequences. “I’m trying to tell you I like you, Y/N. I’ve been trying to tell you all night,” he said and you sighed. “I know we’re best friends and you don’t want to ruin our friendship by giving this a shot, I don’t either- the last thing I want is to lose you.”

“Then stop,” you told him.

“I can’t,” he shook his head. “I can’t keep pretending I’m okay with just being friends anymore. I know you’re sick of it too, I’m not crazy- I can see the way you look at me. You want this too, you’re just too afraid of getting hurt again which is why you’re constantly playing hard to get.” He took your hands and pressed it to his heart. “But I would never hurt you, Y/N. I would never ever because- you do this to me, you make my heart beat- you make each day worth more than it should. There has never been a day with you that has been bad,” he told you.

“Chris, stop-” you tried to pull your hands away but he tightened his grip. “I can’t lose you, I can’t lose this. Maybe we try this out, maybe it works but- what if it doesn’t?” You felt your eyes well with tears. “What are we going to do then? Who am I going to have in my life?”

“Me,” he answered. “Because you’re never going to lose me, Y/N. You’re the love of my life, I didn’t realize it until now but- I can’t imagine myself with anyone else. As long as you’re around, you’re the one I’m going to love until my final breath.” You felt a smile stretch across your face; the tears that welled from the fear of losing him, fell out of joy. “Even as a ghost, I’ll still love you.”

“Shut up,” you managed a soft laugh and he smiled, leaning in to press his forehead against yours. “Fine,” you huffed and his breath hitched in his throat when he realized what you were about to agree to. “We can try this, but if things don’t work-”

“It will,” he interrupted excitedly.

“If it doesn’t,” you continued your previous sentence. “You don’t get to run out on me. You are going to stay my best friend until the end of time, even if you hate my guts- you’re going to be there for me. Those are my terms, otherwise- it’s a no.”

“More time with my best friend who is also the love of my life?” He quizzed rhetorically and smirked when you bit back your smile. “How could I possibly disagree to those terms?”

“Good,” you smiled. He released your wrists so he could caress your face; you wrapped your arms around his neck and leaned in. “Because I was getting a little sick of playing hard to get.” He chuckled then smiled when you pressed your lips against his.

Let me show you

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Warning: Smut!!

You don’t want to sleep with Kai and he doesn’t know why, but when you explain him why, he shows you how amazing it can be

You had been laying on your bed with Kai right beside you, covered with a white blanket, only your feet dangling out of it as it was too short to cover your entire body. The movie was almost done and you could have sworn that Kai’s eyes would actually looking in your direction and where the movies was streaming. You had ignored him this entire time, thinking that maybe he would stop, but no. His eyes were burning through your skin, the tension in your room so obvious that it could have been cut with the sharpest knife out there. The feeling of his eyes on you, not that it made you uncomfortable, but it made your skin feel sensitive. He was your weakness and you were his, but you knew that if you made eye contact with him, you would give yourself to him and you didn’t want that. Yours and Kai’s relationship could have been called a relationship, but there was still something that you and him hadn’t done at all. It was about sex. Even though Kai tried multiple times to do something, make a move or even touch you through your clothes, you slapped his hand away and shook your head no as if you were afraid. There was even that one time when Kai thought that you were a virgin and felt really pissed about you not telling him because he didn’t want to hurt you in any way, but it wasn’t about that. You didn’t feel comfortable doing anything and didn’t want to. The thoughts that had always been going through you mind were that you might lose Kai because of it, but you had been too embarrassed to tell him what all of this was about. Kai had always been careful with you and taking care of you, but there was a small part inside you that thought that he would somehow feel different about what was troubling you and why you hadn’t let him touch you.

‘You have no idea how creepy this is.’ You muttered as you heard Kai chuckle at your words, clearly finding it amusing how you looked while watching tv or doing anything in general.

‘I love watching you. Especially when you look so good, like you do now.’ He whispered on your ear, his warm tongue making a one swift stroke on your earlobe. You looked at him seriously, a huge grin on his face and he wasn’t even trying to hide it. He had something planned and you knew it.

‘I’m a mess and have my sweatpants on. I don’t know how you think that’s hot at all.’ You pulled your blanket up a little bit, wrapping it around you a bit more, feeling the warmth of it radiating through your body and keeping you warm besides Kai’s body being unbelievably close to you. He propped himself up on his elbow, and laid on his hip so he could get a better view on you. His finger slowly trailing down your cheek, making invisible patterns on your skin, his soft touch making you chuckle a little bit before you went back to concentrating on the movie even though you have already missed some parts of it. He tucked your hair behind your ear, getting more access to your exposed neck and to your vein that was clearly visible, the blood colliding through it. Kai trailed his finger over it, feeling how your pulse had picked up its pace, knowing immediately that you had gotten nervous for some reason.

'Hungry?’ You blurted out and shot a stronge glance in his direction, your neck getting covered by your hair, but the sound of your beating heart was still pretty loud to him.

'Only for you.’ He stated, seeing how you rolled your eyes at his comment. He hadn’t said anything about it, but you saw that he was slowly starting to get annoyed by your behavior and you knew you couldn’t kept that going, acknowledging that maybe the time has time to tell Kai why you have been acting like that. Moments after, he ignored your words and exhaled deeply, returning to his actions. 'I would love to know what you taste like.’ He whispered on your ear, your body jerking at his words. He could have been referring to different parts of your body, but deep down inside your body, you knew exactly what he meant by that. He started suckling on your earlobe, his hot breath tickling your neck while his one hand slowly slipped under the blanket and tugged at your shirt, his fingertips slowly brushing against your skin. You squirmed in your seat, tried to ignore it, but he slipped his hand further up, getting closer to your bare breasts. You sighed quietly and that was when you grabbed his hand, surprising him.

'Maybe some other time.’ You stuttered and looked him directly into his beautiful eyes, confusion showing on his face, his hand pulling out of your shirt, to run his fingers through his hair in frustration. He wasn’t frustrated because you had been rejecting him every time it came to a possibility of having sex with him. It was because you didn’t want to tell him what was bothering you and he hated living in ignorance. You could have gone away with everything and he forgot it, but not this time. 'I’m sorry, but, I can’t talk about this right now. I have to go.’ You quickly got up off the bed, throwing your blanket on Kai and walked out of the room, leaving the doors opened behind you and stormed right into the kitchen, pouring yourself a glass of water. You took a few sips, feeling the cold drink trickle down your throat as you leaned against the kitchen counter and took a deep breath, think how you got away with it once again. But you didn’t. You heard Kai’s footsteps coming closer as seconds passed, nervousness in your body growing higher. You placed your glass into the sink and exhaled heavily, preparing yourself for whatever Kai will have to say. He stopped right behind you, his tall body pressing against yours, towering over you. He wrapped his arms around your waist, them meeting right in front of your stomach. He leaned down a little bit and placed his head on your shoulder, his lips unbelievably close to your ear. He kissed your cheek while his hand slowly massaged your stomach, once again tugging at your shirt.

'You can’t keep running away from me.’ He whispered and turned you around, his hands gently grabbing onto your arms. His pelvis jolted forward, meeting your crotch. 'God you smell nice.’ His hands slipped down to the back of your thighs, just under your butt and picked you up, placing you onto the kitchen counter right next to the sink. He moaned out as if it was the first time he had done something like this. It wasn’t. Even though you like him being so close to you, a part of you always wanted to push him back. He trailed his finger over your thighs, his lips gently pressing against your neck, placing soft kisses on your skin. You closed your eyes and almost gave in, but when it hit you again why you had been rejecting him, you shot them open and pushed him away from you, jumping down off the kitchen counter and took a few steps away from him. A loud sigh escaped his body, his hand quietly pushing away the plate that was near him. You wrapped your arms around you body, like you were trying to protect yourself from him and his actions, as if you didn’t believe him.

'Ok.’ He sat down on one of the chairs that surrounded the table and tapped his thigh a couple of times, motioning you to sit down. 'Come here.’ He said, but you hesitated. 'I promise I won’t bite.’ He said through a slight chuckle, motioning you to sit down like you were a child that needed comforting. 'We, have a lot to talk about.’ He pulled you closer by grabbing your arm slightly as you sat down onto his lap, your legs dangling, completely feeling like a small child.

'What’s there to talk about?’ You asked, acting all innocent and as if nothing was wrong at all, like everything was completely perfect between you and Kai and your relationship.

'Don’t play like that. Something is clearly wrong and you don’t want to tell me. Why?’ His voice was really gentle, his eyes specially glistening, strongly focused on you. You looked down at his lips and then back into his, eyes, running your fingers through your hair before you took a deep breath and exhaled heavily, finally speaking up.

'I don’t like it.’ You blurted out, Kai looking at you utterly confused, not comprehending what you meant by that. He cleared his throat and rubbed his forehead, his hand resting on your back.

'What do you mean? You don’t like what, I’m- I’m afraid I don’t follow.’ He stuttered and placed a lock of hair behind your ear, his palm gently swiftly stroked your cheek. His look was, a look filled with empathy or something, as if you had just told him the worst thing in the world.

'I don’t like- oh god- Sex. I don’t like sex.’ You blurted out, burrying your face in your hands, trying to hide your face from Kai and how embarrassed you were. He kept quiet and you had ben expecting from him to start laughing or even make jokes about it, but he did the exact opposite of that. He planted a soft kiss on your cheek, his hand still mildly caressing your back. He looked down for a few moments and then back at you.

'What do you mean you don’t like sex? I know that you’re not a virgin so I know you have tried it before, I just don’t understand why you- don’t like it.’ He asked.

'It’s- I- When I was-’ You kept stuttering, unsure how to make a simple sentence, even though it was sort of pretty simple.

'You can tell me. It’s ok. You can trust me.’ He showed you a encouraging smile as your body relaxed a little bit, because it was Kai who was right there in front of you. It wasn’t some stranger who wanted to invade your privacy or use something he hadn’t know until now against you. It was your friend, your lover, the only person who made you feel full, who was there for you through thick and thin and who embraced your flaws and your craziness just as you accepted his. He wasn’t perfect, nobody is, but he was perfect to you and every day you had gotten to spend with him has been completely magical.

'When I- When I lost my virginity to my first boyfriend, I- I didn’t enjoy it at all so I thought, well maybe it was because it was my first time and maybe it shouldn’t be perfect or even enjoyable, so I got over it. But when I felt awful with the second guy I slept with, it- I knew something was wrong. It wasn’t just that one time, it was every single time and I kept avoiding it as much as I could. Having to sleep with him has been a complete torture because somehow I hate myself after it.’ You trailed off and chuckled for a second, but Kai was quiet, somehow knowing that you weren’t done and gave you some time to take a breath and continue. 'He always, always finished before me. It was always so amazing to him but me, oh boy, I wanted to dig a hole and hide in it. So, I made a conclusion that, maybe sex isn’t my thing. Maybe I shouldn’t be having sex at all.’

'Is that why you had been avoiding me all this time? Avoiding my touch and pushing me away every time it gotten further than just kissing?’ He asked, as you kept looking down at your thighs and played with your fingers. You simply nodded and sighed heavily, Kai’s arms wrapping around you tightly, planting a soft kiss on your arm. 'You could have told me. You know I wouldn’t have judged you or anything. I love you and I would have understand it if you had told me before. There’s nothing for you to worry about.’

'I know, but still. I don’t want to hold you back or anything.’ He furrowed his brows, your words clearly confusing him.

'You are not holding me back. Here’s a thing. How about you try it with-’ you started whining, now really behaving like a kid. 'Listen to me. How about we try it. Promise you it’s amazing and you won’t be disappointed. You just need the right partner, that’s all.’

He shot you a sympathetic look and pouted, knowing you wouldn’t be able to resist his adorable pout. You hesitated at first but then nodded and showed him a weak smile as Kai hear your heart starting to beat a lot faster than before.

'Don’t be scared. I promise I’ll make you feel good.’ He whispered, making you weak at the knees, picking you up, your legs wrapping around his waist. You leaned down and kissed him deeply, not even after a few seconds finding yourself on the bed, laying on your back with Kai on top of you, his hands roaming down your body, his lips moving in perfect rhythm with yours as you kept moaning in one anothers mouth, trying to catch your breath. As you were wearing only Kai’s shirt and your favourite pair of panties, Kai had an easy access to your body. His hand moved down your front, stopping right above the line of your panties, drawing invisible circles around your belly button while still kissing you, your body jerking up a bit, feeling too excited and wanting more than just that. He smiled into the kiss as you felt his hand sliding inside your panties, feeling your folds, and a single finger slowly slide inside your heat, but only for a split second. He trailed his fingers through your folds and found your clit, adding a slight pressure to it, watching how you had reacted to his move. You closed your eyes at a good feeling of his hands on your, instinctively spreading your legs further apart, allowing Kai to get better access to your lower half. He held his body weight up with his one hand while the other one was making perfect figure eight movements on your clit, your breath hitching every time he added more pressure to it. You couldn’t hold back your moans, every now and then a bit louder one escaping your mouth. Kai couldn’t keep his eyes of you, your moans and how your reacted to him turning him on and wanting to be inside you as soon as possible, but he wanted to make you feel good. He wanted to make sure that he would have make up for every bad experience you had and replace with good ones only. You gripped on his hair slightly and bucked your hips up, your clit pressing against his palm strongly as you felt yourself coming closer to your orgasm. You arched your back, Kai’s fingers picking up their pace, rubbing you perfectly and had no intention of stopping until you had reached your high.

'You look so hot.’ Kai moaned out and kissed you deeply as your walls clenched a few times before your body started shaking, your first orgasm tearing through your body, remembering how got it actually felt and how much pleasure you had gotten out of that. When you came down from your high, Kai pulled out his fingers and brought them to his lips, devouring his fingers as if it was the most delicious dessert he had ever tried in his life.

'How did that feel?’ He asked you, his fingers tugging at your shirt, but his eyes were deeply staring into yours, your breathing uneven because of an incredible orgasm Kai gave you.

'Amazing.’ You breathed out.

'Good, because I’m far from done with you, sweetheart.’ He trailed off and pulled himself up from the bed, sliding a bit down until he was sitting right between your legs. He leaned forward and found the edge of your panties, hooking his fingers in them and slowly pulled them down, your heat now utterly exposed to his eyes. 'Beautiful.’ He reached out his hand and caressed your folds with his fingers again, your clit still sensitive at a touch. He laid down on his stomach and burried his head inbetween your legs, his tongue pressed flat against your heat. He gave you a slow lick, tasting your arousal, memorising what you taste like. He dipped his tongue into your heat a few times before returning back to your clit, massaging it with his tongue.

'Fuck Kai! Ugh- this- this feels amazing!’ You groaned out, your hands finding Kai’s hair as you intertwined your fingers with it, tugging on it slightly and pushing your hips upwards more onto his mouth. He let out a deep sigh, his hot breath fondling your heat making you moan out loudly. His tongue was moving in perfect circles, getting you closer to your second orgasm, your body shaking once again underneath Kai’s magical touch, his name escaping your mouth over and over again.

'You taste just as how I thought you would. Amazing.’ You covered your face with your hands, feeling slightly embarrassed but they quickly got pushed away by Kai’s hands, his body hovering over yours. 'Don’t be embarrassed. You have a beautiful body. I want to see all of it.’ He muttered and lifted your shirt over your head, throwing it down on the floor as your naked body remained exposed to his beautiful blue eyes. You propped yourself up and placed your hand on Kai’s coated crotch, rubbing him through his jeans, his eyes closing for a split second but he removed your hand just a few seconds later. 'It’s all about you tonight, so don’t worry about that.’ He trailed off while getting up, taking off his shirt over his head, throwing it down on the floor right next to yours, his jeans and his boxers coming off right after. Your eyes went directly down to his manhood, standing up and hard, ready for you, You swallowed hard at the sight of his size, surprised how you hadn’t noticed that ever before. He got back on the bed, crawling on his knees while he rubbed himself with his hand, moving it up and down. You couldn’t contain your excitement and propped yourself up again, slapping his hand away and replacing it with yours, doing the exact same thing he was doing, making small circles on his tip, his pre-cum covering your thumb as you brought it to your mouth, tasting him. He chuckled quietly, amused as to how innocent and cute you looked while doing the sexiest and the hottest thing out there.

'You will be the death of me.’ He muttered and got on top of you, placing himself right at your entrance. 'Ready?’ He asked, studying your face expression, making sure that you were ok. He was acting as if it was your first time and well, after such a long time, it sure made you feel like it. You nodded and wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer to your body as you felt him slowly entering you inch by inch, filling you up completely.

'You’re so tight, holy shit.’ Kai groaned out, his lips slightly parted, the feeling of your tight walls wrapped around him driving him crazy. He kept still for a few moments, waiting for you to adjust to his size, but when you bucked your hips up, you showed him that you were more than ready for him to move. He slowly withdraw and then went back in at the same pace, filling you up to the hilt. His thrusts were slow and deep, making your breath hitch every time he thrusted into you, constantly filling you up. After some time, you had felt that he was holding himself back, as if he was afraid to thrust into you at any other pace besides slow. You groaned and grabbed onto his strong biceps tightly, trying to find some breath to speak up.

'You know, I’m not made of glass, you can go faster.’ You moaned out as Kai stopped thrusting for a few moments, wanting to understand you clearly.

'Are you sure? I don’t have to, I-’

'Just do it. I really, really want you to go faster. Please, Kai.’ You practically begged him to speed up, the feeling of him inside you felt like nothing else you had felt in your life. You felt full and this time, you really were full. He kissed you on the lips swiftly and withdraw himself before he thrusted into you in one swift motion, making you breath hitch. He kept repeating it, his thrusting becoming more obvious and stronger, making you arch your back and grab onto the bed sheets as you felt the build up in your stomach becoming more obvious as each second passed.

'Kai, I’m so fucking close- I-I can feel it-’

'I know. Just a little longer. I’ll be right behind you.’ He breathed out, his hips meeting yours in a perfect rhythm, your nails digging into his back whenever he thrusted harder than before. It wasn’t rough, it was just the way it was supposed to be and it felt amazing. So amazing you didn’t want him to stop. 'Kai-’ You moaned and finally clenched your walls around Kai, your third orgasm tearing through your body, your nails dragging lines on Kai’s back as you arched your back, triggering Kai’s orgasm as he came inside you in couple of short spurts, riding through yours and his orgasm entirely. He collapsed on top of you, sweat beads formed on his forehead.

'Fuck.’ He breathed out and pulled out of you slowly, pulling you closely to his body, his arms wrapping around you. You chuckled and pecked his lips, both of you catching your breath and trying to comprehend how amazing that was. 'How do you feel?’ He asked, his eyes focused on you, waiting for your answer.

'It felt like- It felt like I want to do it again, and again and again until we can’t function anymore.’ You breathed out, catching Kai by surprise, his eyes going wide for a second. He smiled at you before went back to kissing your plump lips as you climbed on his crotch, feeling him getting hard again, both of you ready for round two and maybe even round three, even if it took all night.

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She was there, the girl they called ugly, the girl they say she doesn’t matter, the girl who made the world like she doesn’t exist. Look at her. She was there, standing at her own rain, washing herself with tears. She did everything, pleased everyone. But what she got? Nothing. Rejection.

She was there, the girl they wish to die, standing and wishing that she would disappear. The world made her, into something not meant to be. She’s harmed, not physically, but mentally and emotionally. She wanted to be gone because she believed what other’s said. She doesn’t matter, loved, cared. She’s just a piece of trash.

I don’t know what’s on her mind right now. But I’m afraid of the things she can do. Mixed up emotions, messed up thoughts. A perfect combination for self destruction. Look at her, not looking at you, because she doesn’t want to be seen as weak, vulnerable. She tried to be strong, but she can’t.

She was there, the girl who was once alone, risked herself in the company of others. Made friends. Loved. But in the end, she was right. Anyone, even the ones you trust will hurt you. Badly. She was there, fading along with the rain, washing her away slowly. I was going to save her.

But it was too late.

Imagine Chris discovering just how much you love him. (Part B)

A/N: Part 2B, yo! I know I left you with a bit of a cliffhanger, but here it is; the notebook. 💕 (I’ve decided to make this my regular time to post now, just to catch the time zones.) You can read the related mini-series and the previous parts here: (Mini-series - Masterlist; Mini-series Spin-off: ‘Unexpected Reader’, ‘Little Ways Away’, and ‘She Said Yes’ - Masterlist; ‘Miss Graduate’: Part 1/Part 2A)

Chris Evans, if you are reading this then I somehow managed to get this notebook to you on my graduation day. I don’t know if you’ll read the whole thing, or if you’ll read this first page and throw it away thinking I’m absolutely insane. I don’t know because as much as I’d like to think I know you, I don’t and I don’t know if I’ll ever be lucky enough to. So let me just give you a quick rundown on what’s in this notebook, or what I’m planning to write in it.

Chris could hear your voice when he read your words; he could always hear your voice, and it always made him smile. He couldn’t believe that you’d think he’d throw away the notebook after reading just the first page. Whether or not he knew who you were- he would’ve let his curiosity take hold of him and read the whole thing from cover to cover. After that, he’d find you because if he fell for you through your mini series- he would’ve fallen for you through your innermost thoughts and feelings. He stopped thinking and continued reading, letting your voice speak to him again.

I guess I should introduce myself first to make this a little less weird. My name is Y/N Y/L/N and I’m- well, I’ll be twenty-two when you read this, but I am currently nineteen. As I’m writing this, I’ve got my acceptance letter into UCLA in front of me; I’ll be starting my first semester in January and I’m both terrified and excited to start this part of my life. The reason I’m telling you all this is because you are the reason I applied for UCLA in the first place. Without you, I would still be stuck in my comfort zone a million miles away from where I want to be. Without you, I wouldn’t have done what scared me. Without you, I wouldn’t be one step closer to fulfilling my dream of being a screenwriter. Whether or not you choose to read this whole thing, I want you to know how grateful I am towards you. I need you know how thankful I am for helping me move along in life. I promise that my first Oscar will be dedicated to you and everything you didn’t know you’ve done for me.

Chris rested the notebook page down on his lap and he ran a hand over his mouth as he fought the urge to tear up. Every time you thanked him for helping you get to and through UCLA, he got teary eyed because you were always so genuine with your gratefulness and appreciation. Now he accepted the thanks that helped you get through UCLA because he was there for you; he was your friend, then boyfriend, then fiancé while you were studying. But he didn’t even know you when you applied and got accepted, you could thank him all you want but he’d never claim the credit for helping you. He didn’t understand how- no matter how much you tried to explain it to him, he still believed he was just one of the pieces. Like with or without him, you would’ve eventually done something with your talent and gone to UCLA anyway. Every time he said that, you had to fight the urge to show him the notebook. You needed him to know everything so he’d stop brushing you off and crediting you for something that wouldn’t have happened without him.

He picked the notebook back up and continued to read.

Let’s see, the journey starts with my gap year. I took a gap year after I graduated from high school, unlike most of my class and school mates who knew exactly what they wanted to do and where they wanted to go. I had no clue, and when people asked me what I wanted to do- I found myself lying. I told everyone what they wanted and expected from me, but it made me feel like a fraud. I tried to find myself- to find a path I wanted to walk, but I always came up empty. As a kid when I found myself feeling lost or alone, I turned to writing because when I wrote- I could be whoever and do whatever I wanted. I could hide behind my words, drift off into a place far from everyone else- far from myself. I didn’t have to think or pretend because nothing bad happened in my stories, it was always perfect. Writing was an escape for me, it was my safe haven. And that, Chris, was where you came into play.

He loved the story of how you started writing about him, as did Sebastian and Ava. Why? Because you only started writing about him because you were writing about Sebastian and wanted to have a little bit of a love triangle happening. It was incredibly amusing and it was something he- and everyone loved teasing you about. But of course, the reason behind why you stopped writing about Sebastian and started writing about Chris and only Chris as your main love interest- that was too sweet to let even the hilarity of how you started ruin it. You said, and he could easily quote it because it was one of his favorite things ever, “the more I wrote about you, the less I wrote about Sebastian and the harder I fell for someone I didn’t know. You were perfect, Chris Evans. To me, for me- I couldn’t write about anyone else anymore.”

The notebook thoroughly explained everything, it said it all; how great an inspiration he was to you, how talented you thought he was, how much you’d love to work with him one day, and how much you truly loved him- but that came near the end after you started dating him. It was basically a journal, but instead of talking to yourself- you spoke to him. It became less formal and more casual as your relationship with him progressed, it became moments he missed that you wanted him to have and anecdotes of how you knew he was the one for you.

A personal favorite- of his and yours- a moment that secure feelings on both sides, that promised a possible lifetime together actually happened before the two of you dated. The day you skipped class and spent it with him, at Burbank and the Dolby Theater. It could’ve been considered a first date, except you went as friends, but it was still one of the most memorable days you’ve had together. It said so in your notebook, and even told him that was the moment you knew you’d fallen for him. Like actually fell- not as a fan, but as a girl who wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of her life with a boy.

I just returned home after spending the day with you in Burbank and at the Dolby Theater, Chris, and I’m going to write everything that happened down now. I’m not doing this because I’m afraid we’ll forget it, I’m doing this because I want you to know exactly when I fell for you; today. Not you as in actor, Chris Evans. I meant you as in Chris Evans, the guy I always believed you were. The more time I spend with you, the more I realize how accurate I was about everything. You are as kind, as thoughtful, as sweet, and definitely as romantic as Fan fic Chris. I don’t know if we’ll ever be something more than just friends, but this is a feeling I want to share with you. I love you. I am in-love with you. To me- you are the one, and- Have you heard that song ‘One and Only’ by the Adele? Well, when I listen to that- I think of us, and more importantly how I feel about you. Now I know you’re not completely oblivious to my affections; you are a smart man, and you’ve read my mini-series. But until you tell me otherwise, I won’t be acting on anything. I can’t lose you as a friend, and I’d rather have you in my life than not have you at all.

Chris felt this eyes narrow slightly, 'One and Only’ by Adele. Had he heard it before? He didn’t know if he should continue reading, or listen to the song before he did. He was curious about both. He decided to continue reading first, he was already nearing the end. The last few entries detailed: the day after you got together, the trip to Boston, the rough patch, the proposal, the long weekend, and even the dinner you two had with Sebastian and Ava. He smiled when he read about the play fight you had out on the grass under the stars. He was glad you loved that moment as much as he did, that you thought it was worthy of being mentioned.

When all was read, he closed the notebook and hugged it to his chest. He was definitely going to keep this in a safe, safe place where no one but him could get to. He felt closer to you, and he fell deeper in-love with you. He didn’t have a doubt before about marrying you, but this somehow made him even more sure about the future he had with you. Neither of you were going anywhere, this was going to work out until you were both old and gray. He was sure of it, as were those who’d seen the two of you together.

Chris carried the notebook with him as he made his way over to your clutch where your phone was. He pulled it out and searched for the song, 'One and Only’ by Adele. He found it, grabbed his earphones, then walked to sit back down in his original spot on the couch. He closed his eyes and allowed the music to engulf his thoughts and feelings.

You’ve been on my mind
I grow fonder every day,
Lose myself in time
Just thinking of your face
God only knows
Why it’s taken me so long
To let my doubts go
You’re the only one that I want

I don’t know why I’m scared, I’ve been here before
Every feeling, every word, I’ve imagined it all,
You never know if you never try
To forgive your past and simply be mine

I dare you to let me be your, your one and only
Promise I’m worthy to hold in your arms
So come on and give me the chance
To prove that I’m the one who can
Walk that mile until the end starts

If I’ve been on your mind
You hang on every word I say
Lose yourself in time at the mention of my name
Will I ever know how it feels to hold you close?
And have you tell me whichever road I choose you’ll go

I don’t know why I’m scared 'cause I’ve been h-

Chris pulled out his earphones before the song could finish, and boy were his tears rolling. If that was the song you thought about when you thought of him, he was overjoyed to have done what the song asked. He couldn’t imagine what his life would be like if he hadn’t, he wouldn’t be as happy and felt as loved as he did when he was with you. He understood it now, understood how much you truly loved him and why you always thanked him for finding his way into your life. He placed both notebook and your phone down on the coffee table then headed upstairs because he needed to see you and reciprocate the great love you carried for him.

He wiped his tears as he opened his bedroom door, soon to be yours too. He stood in the doorway and watched you sleep with the help of the soft lights in the hallway. God, did he love you with everything he had. He was ready and wanting to start the life you’d both talked about extensively. He quietly padded across the room, shushing Dodger who whined as Chris gently pushed him off you. He leaned over you and gently tucked his arms under your body, lifting you off the mattress to press you against him for a warm hug. You stirred in his arms and he gently drew his head back to smile at you before kissing your forehead.

“What are you doing?” You groaned, tired and drunk. “Chris, stop,” you whined and pushed your palms against his chest; he chuckled softly and released you from his arms. “What are you doing?” You quizzed again, blinking at the light peeking in through the ajar door.

“Nothing,” he shook his head. You felt your head pound as you turned, burying your face into your pillow. He remained hovering over you then sat down beside your hip, running his hand soothingly up and down your back. “I just love you.”

“Love me in the morning,” you mumbled into the pillow then fell right back to sleep.

“No,” he whispered with a smile, readjusting your hair so it wouldn’t tangle with your necklace. “I think I’m okay sticking to my original plan to love you every second of every moment of the rest of my life.” He leaned over and kissed the back of your head, smiling when he remembered the last paragraph he read in your notebook.

Honestly, Chris. If I don’t become a success in Hollywood; if all I’m known for is being your wife and the mother of your children; if that is all I can achieve in this lifetime, and any lifetimes after, I’d be perfectly contented and at peace with myself. Why, you ask? Because, my love, that is the greatest accomplishment one can achieve: to love unconditionally and earn that in return. So don’t fret if I don’t complete my goal of becoming a screenwriter because you are all I need now.

“The feeling is mutual, Y/N.”

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Part 2C

Say ‘I do’

Word count: 2141

You and Kai get married (based on ‘Perfect’ by Ed Sheeran)

I found a love for me
Darling, just dive right in and follow my lead
Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet
Oh, I never knew you were someone waiting for me

The day you were waiting for was finally here. You were getting married to Kai, the love of your life. You and Kai met when he came to Mystic Falls, more accurately when he got out of prison world. Even when you found out about his past, when he told you his story, you didn’t judge him. You understood why he became the person he was and right then you were there for him. You immediately felt a connection and a year and a half later, you were getting married to him. On the day you were getting married to Kai, you were really nervous, words couldn’t explain how much, but the main feeling that was in your body was how much love there is in your heart. Love for Kai only.

You woke up in the morning and the first thing you saw was your wedding dress, hanging, waiting to be put on. It was beautiful and it looked exactly how you wanted. Simple yet mesmerizing that fitted your body perfectly. A smile appeared on your face when you saw the dress, knowing the moment you’ve been waiting for was coming closer. You got up and walked towards the doors, but there you saw a white envelope that said ‘From Kai’. You smiled when you saw who sent it and opened it, curious what Kai had to say.

Well I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know
She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I’ll share her home


'I can’t wait to see you and make you mine today. I just wanted to tell you that I love you and that I will be the luckiest man alive when we say I do.’

You put it neatly inside the evelope and put it down on your bed, taking a look at your wedding dress again.

Even though you had a bunch of stuff to do, Kai was always on your mind. Just the thought of him made you smile. Despite when people say it’s bad luck if the groom sees the bride before the wedding, you wanted to see Kai more than anything and tell him you love him. Of course, your friends didn’t let you which you kinda hated, but you knew when the moment comes, your eyes would be on him only.

An hour before the sunset, it was time to get dressed. Time to put on the dress you waited to put on for such a long time. When you looked at yourself in the mirror, tears formed in your eyes, happiness taking over your body. You quickly blinked the tears away and took a deep breath, because it definitely wasn’t the right time to cry. You went downstairs, only to find your dad waiting for you, his face warming up when he saw you. You caught his hand gently, his eyes looking at you.

'You look beautiful.’ He trailed off, tears trying to fall down as you took a deep breath and tried to calm down. Suddenly your breathing was starting to get faster and your heart was beating rapidly. You were scared, even the thought of not walking down the aisle popped in your head but you quickly shook it off even though you were still shaking. You heard the music playing as you knew it was time. You swallowed hard and caught your dad’s arm tighter. You walked through the alluringly decorated doors as you stepped on the path made out of white flowers, the path that led directly to Kai. You kept looking down, trying to calm down your breathing, focusing on walking and stepping carefully, preventing yourself from falling as you walked around the corner and stopped there for a second. You looked up and there you saw Kai standing in a black suit. He looked absolutely perfect and right at that moment when you saw him, all your worries went away.

When I saw you in that dress, looking so beautiful
I don’t deserve this, darling, you look perfect tonight

You couldn’t hide a smile that was showing on your face as you slowly walked towards the altar. Your dad kissed your cheek and smiled at you as he placed your hand in Kai’s. You couldn’t keep your eyes of him. This really was happening, you thought to yourself and took a deep breath.

'You look amazing’ Kai whispered to you and gave you a gentle kiss on your cheek, making you smile.

'Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union of these two wonderful people in holy matrimony. If any one can show just cause why they may not be joined together, let them speak now or forever hold their peace. I believe you’ve written your own wovs.’

I found a love, to carry more than just my secrets
To carry love, to carry children of our own
We are still kids, but we’re so in love
Fighting against all odds

'Malachai Parker. You’re the best person I know. You’re always there for me, through all the tough times we’ve been through, you’re still here. I will always believe in you and even though your jokes are sometimes, out of control, I will always be happy to hear them. You mean the world to me and I can live in peace when I know I have you by my side, for the rest of our lives. I love you, Kai Parker.’ You trailed off as Kai smiled at you and took a deep breath before he began.

I know we’ll be alright this time
Darling, just hold my hand
Be my girl, I’ll be your man
I see my future in your eyes

'There are no words in this world that would explain my love for you. I remember the first time I met you, I was mesmerized my you. By your smile, I thought to myself: how can someone be so perfect. You took my breath away and you still do. Even though we’ve been together for a year and a half, I still get nervous when I kiss you. I keep falling in love with you all over again and I’ll keep falling in love with you, no matter what. You’re the light in my life, the strenght that keeps me going, my support. You’re my everything and nothing can change that. You stood by my side through thick and thin, through all our crazy adventures, you even learnt to accept my passion for food.’ You laughed as a single tear streamed down your cheek, your hands resting in Kai’s. 'I love you with all my heart and soul and I need you to know that. You’re my rock and my life would be nothing if there wasn’t for you. I love you.’ Kai said as his eyes were strongly focused on you, your eye color intensifying because of all the tears you had in your eyes. He wiped them away with his thumb, your cheek pressing slightly against his palm, getting a feel of his touch.

'I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.’ Kai cupped your face and pulled you closer as he kissed your lips gently, all the worry and fear that was in your body disappeared. Everything felt perfect. It was much more perfect than you expected. The kiss was gentle, a bit different from any other kiss you had with Kai. It felt like it lasted forever, like there was no one around, like everyone disappeared but you and Kai.
When Kai broke the kiss, he wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you as close to his body as he could, letting everyone know you were his only.

'You’re finally mine.’ Kai whispered for only you to hear. You smiled at him and whispered a simple 'yes’ which made him smile and kiss you again, for the second time as a married couple. You walked down the aisle, everyone clapping and cheering.

The room where you went after the ceremony was something else. It looked like a place from a fairytale. Flowers were everywhere, even on the wall, the lightning had a special dim, making it look really romantic. The cake was huge and delicious. Chocolate, which both you and Kai adored more than anything.

'Before I met you I- I was a mess, unable to control myself, but with you, I feel like me again. If there wasn’t for you, I don’t know where I’d end up and that’s just one of the reasons why I love you. I know I’ve said this countless times but, you’re my rock and if we have to start somewhere, then, let’s start with forever. I love you.’ He raised his glass, everyone else following him. You couldn’t hide the same on your face or your watery eyes. Everything he said made your heart melt and love him even more, if that was even possible.

Baby, I’m dancing in the dark with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song
When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath
But you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight

'Are you happy?’ Kai said, his voice gentle. His arms were wrapped around you as you danced on the dance floor to a slow song, your hands placed on his strong biceps.

'More than you could ever imagine.’ You replied and placed your head on Kai’s chest, listening to his heartbeat. You looked up at him again, only to find his eyes staring deeply into yours.

'Me too. I never thought I would be this lucky and marry the best girl in the whole world. You’re the best and you deserve the best, so-’ he picked you up and spun you around once before placing you down again. 'I want to show you the world. Only you. Have you in my arms every night while we watch stars through the window at some crazy expensive house in Maldives or something.’ You laughed at his comment, his hand reaching out as he placed a small lock of hair behind your ear.

'I don’t need expensive stuff. As long as I am with you, I will always be happy. You are all I need and if you are there, we can spend time at some lake house outside the town, I don’t mind. You are what I wanna see.’

'Always so humble.’

'It’s one of those things you love about me.’

'That’s true, but you know I love everything about you.’ He replied and kissed your forehead gently, his arms strongly wrapped around your body. He looked at you for a few moments without saying a word before he finally spoke up.

'You look beautiful. I can’t stop looking at you because of how perfect you look and I still can’t believe you’re mine.’ Kai trailed off as you smiled at him. He always made you blush when he said those kind of things, but you loved that about him. It only showed you how much he appreciates you and how much he loves you.

'Ready?’ Kai asked, as you said your last goodbyes to your guests, a car waiting for you and Kai. It was time to hop on the plane and travel to wherever Kai was taking you for your honeymoon. He didn’t want to say anything because he loved surprising you so you knew this would be just as perfect as all the other surprises.

'Ready.’ You muttered as Kai kissed your cheek and put all the suitcases in the car, ready to leave. Everyone was waving at you and Kai as Kai opened the doors for you. For some reason you were nervous, but it was a good kind of nervous. You didn’t know how long the flight was going to be only because Kai wouldn’t tell you, but you knew when the moment of arriving comes and when you settle down in a hotel room, Kai was going to take care of you like he never did before, only this time it would be as husband and wife which only brought a big smile on your face, still hard to believe you married Kai. The best man that is out there and he was all yours. You got to call him yours and you knew life with him would be perfect, just like it was before.

I have faith in what I see
Now I know I have met an angel in person
And she looks perfect, I don’t deserve this
You look perfect tonight

SENDRICK CHEMISTRY MADE BECHLOE HAPPEN. Look at them!! Anna was there looking at Brittany like she was thinking about attacking her and then went “fuck it! lemme bite your face!!” LOL


Originally posted by alyicasquids

Look at them!!! Those are total genuine smiles!! These are more Sendrick than Bechloe, tbh. 

Originally posted by just-a-little-old-fashioned-love

BUT LIKE I KNOW THEY’RE JUST FRIENDS IRL. I’m just glad that bechloe is possible because of Sendrick. 

Nobody will ever tell me or make me believe that Robert Sugden doesn’t deserve Aaron Dingle. Robert has screwed up, made mistakes. Neither of them are perfect, they are both so scarred, but they’re the only people who can make each other truly happy. Despite his screw ups, Robert loves Aaron more than anything else, losing him would kill him. Aaron would forgive Robert pretty much anything because he knows that Robert has his own issues, he knows that Robert tries. Robert DESERVES Aaron. Aaron DESERVES Robert. THEY DESERVE EACH OTHER!


P.S This gif doesn’t belong to me, I found it on google, credit to whoever it belongs to!

Is it just me or does it look like: 

Kihyun: *internally* This does not seem right, what am I doing wrong??

Jooheon: *just casually waiting patiently*

Wonho: Oh man, oh man, why Jooheon? *puts hands up to mouth* Why can’t I be the one kissing Kihyun? I swear to god, Kihyun, if you’re enjoying that!

Changkyun/IM: Mom? *leans to peek* Mom?? That is NOT dad!

Shownu: IM? *peeks around the opposite side to look* IM, stop looking right now. The adults are trying to play a little game here. Go back to bed, little one.

Hyungwon: *can’t stop laughing because the beautiful DEVIL*

I’d Die For You

gif belongs to of-badges-and-guns

Pairing: Pride x Reader

Word Count: 758

Warnings: angst & death

A/N: Fair warning, I CRIED, I SOBBED, writing this. I couldn’t wait to post it, so enjoy being sad with me!

You and Pride were walking along the river at dusk.  It was peaceful and the sun was just about to set.  The moment between you and Pride couldn’t have been more perfect.  It was as if this moment was made just for the two of you.

It wasn’t a habit of yours to look over your shoulder.  However, you started to notice a man following you and Pride.  You didn’t want to say anything because you could spook him, set him off, or be completely wrong.  Instead, you kept your eye on him.

“You look beautiful tonight [Y/N],” Pride said in a hushed voice as he brought you into his arms.  He moved a lock of hair behind your ear, his lips only centimeters from yours.  “Ah feel like the luckiest man on earth.”

“You might just be,” you mused, followed by a giggle.

Before you and Pride could kiss, the both of you heard the cock of a gun.  You closed your eyes, cursing yourself for not following your gut.  You and Pride looked at the man who stood a several yards away from you and Pride.  The gun was aimed at Pride, and you felt a lump in your throat.

“Agent Pride, you put my brother in jail,” the man shouted.  “He did nothing wrong!”

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