i need boys like him at my school

Rick Riordan won a Stonewall award today

for his second Magnus Chase book, due to the inclusion of the character Alex Fierro who is gender fluid. This was the speech he gave, and it really distills why I love this author and his works so much, and why I will always recommend his works to anyone and everyone.

“Thank you for inviting me here today. As I told the Stonewall Award Committee, this is an honor both humbling and unexpected.

So, what is an old cis straight white male doing up here? Where did I get the nerve to write Alex Fierro, a transgender, gender fluid child of Loki in The Hammer of Thor, and why should I get cookies for that?

These are all fair and valid questions, which I have been asking myself a lot.

I think, to support young LGBTQ readers, the most important thing publishing can do is to publish and promote more stories by LGBTQ authors, authentic experiences by authentic voices. We have to keep pushing for this. The Stonewall committee’s work is a critical part of that effort. I can only accept the Stonewall Award in the sense that I accept a call to action – firstly, to do more myself to read and promote books by LGBTQ authors.

But also, it’s a call to do better in my own writing. As one of my genderqueer readers told me recently, “Hey, thanks for Alex. You didn’t do a terrible job!” I thought: Yes! Not doing a terrible job was my goal!

As important as it is to offer authentic voices and empower authors and role models from within LGBTQ community, it’s is also important that LGBTQ kids see themselves reflected and valued in the larger world of mass media, including my books. I know this because my non-heteronormative readers tell me so. They actively lobby to see characters like themselves in my books. They like the universe I’ve created. They want to be part of it. They deserve that opportunity. It’s important that I, as a mainstream author, say, “I see you. You matter. Your life experience may not be like mine, but it is no less valid and no less real. I will do whatever I can to understand and accurately include you in my stories, in my world. I will not erase you.”

People all over the political spectrum often ask me, “Why can’t you just stay silent on these issues? Just don’t include LGBTQ material and everybody will be happy.” This assumes that silence is the natural neutral position. But silence is not neutral. It’s an active choice. Silence is great when you are listening. Silence is not so great when you are using it to ignore or exclude.

But that’s all macro, ‘big picture’ stuff. Yes, I think the principles are important. Yes, in the abstract, I feel an obligation to write the world as I see it: beautiful because of its variations. Where I can’t draw on personal experience, I listen, I read a lot – in particular I want to credit Beyond Magenta and Gender Outlaws for helping me understand more about the perspective of my character Alex Fierro – and I trust that much of the human experience is universal. You can’t go too far wrong if you use empathy as your lens. But the reason I wrote Alex Fierro, or Nico di Angelo, or any of my characters, is much more personal.

I was a teacher for many years, in public and private school, California and Texas. During those years, I taught all kinds of kids. I want them all to know that I see them. They matter. I write characters to honor my students, and to make up for what I wished I could have done for them in the classroom.

I think about my former student Adrian (a pseudonym), back in the 90s in San Francisco. Adrian used the pronouns he and him, so I will call him that, but I suspect Adrian might have had more freedom and more options as to how he self-identified in school were he growing up today. His peers, his teachers, his family all understood that Adrian was female, despite his birth designation. Since kindergarten, he had self-selected to be among the girls – socially, athletically, academically. He was one of our girls. And although he got support and acceptance at the school, I don’t know that I helped him as much as I could, or that I tried to understand his needs and his journey. At that time in my life, I didn’t have the experience, the vocabulary, or frankly the emotional capacity to have that conversation. When we broke into social skills groups, for instance, boys apart from girls, he came into my group with the boys, I think because he felt it was required, but I feel like I missed the opportunity to sit with him and ask him what he wanted. And to assure him it was okay, whichever choice he made. I learned more from Adrian than I taught him. Twenty years later, Alex Fierro is for Adrian.

I think about Jane (pseudonym), another one of my students who was a straight cis-female with two fantastic moms. Again, for LGBTQ families, San Francisco was a pretty good place to live in the 90s, but as we know, prejudice has no geographical border. You cannot build a wall high enough to keep it out. I know Jane got flack about her family. I did what I could to support her, but I don’t think I did enough. I remember the day Jane’s drama class was happening in my classroom. The teacher was new – our first African American male teacher, which we were all really excited about – and this was only his third week. I was sitting at my desk, grading papers, while the teacher did a free association exercise. One of his examples was ‘fruit – gay.’ I think he did it because he thought it would be funny to middle schoolers. After the class, I asked to see the teacher one on one. I asked him to be aware of what he was saying and how that might be hurtful. I know. Me, a white guy, lecturing this Black teacher about hurtful words. He got defensive and quit, because he said he could not promise to not use that language again. At the time, I felt like I needed to do something, to stand up especially for Jane and her family. But did I make things better handling it as I did? I think I missed an opportunity to open a dialogue about how different people experience hurtful labels. Emmie and Josephine and their daughter Georgina, the family I introduce in The Dark Prophecy, are for Jane.

I think about Amy, and Mark, and Nicholas … All former students who have come out as gay since I taught them in middle school. All have gone on to have successful careers and happy families. When I taught them, I knew they were different. Their struggles were greater, their perspectives more divergent than some of my other students. I tried to provide a safe space for them, to model respect, but in retrospect I don’t think I supported them as well as I could have, or reached out as much as they might have needed. I was too busy preparing lessons on Shakespeare or adjectives, and not focusing enough on my students’ emotional health. Adjectives were a lot easier for me to reconcile than feelings. Would they have felt comfortable coming out earlier than college or high school if they had found more support in middle school? Would they have wanted to? I don’t know. But I don’t think they felt it was a safe option, which leaves me thinking that I did not do enough for them at that critical middle school time. I do not want any kid to feel alone, invisible, misunderstood. Nico di Angelo is for Amy, and Mark and Nicholas.

I am trying to do more. Percy Jackson started as a way to empower kids, in particular my son, who had learning differences. As my platform grew, I felt obliged to use it to empower all kids who are struggling through middle school for whatever reason. I don’t always do enough. I don’t always get it right. Good intentions are wonderful things, but at the end of a manuscript, the text has to stand on its own. What I meant ceases to matter. Kids just see what I wrote. But I have to keep trying. My kids are counting on me.

So thank you, above all, to my former students who taught me. Alex Fierro is for you.

To you, I pledge myself to do better – to apologize when I screw up, to learn from my mistakes, to be there for LGBTQ youth and make sure they know that in my books, they are included. They matter. I am going to stop talking now, but I promise you I won’t stop listening.”

How To Get A Guy To Like You

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader
Summary:Sometimes, internet can be helpful with love problems.
Warnings: Swearing
Word Count: 2.441
A/N: Thank you so much for the notes on the imagine before this one, people! They make me so happy, and I hope you’ll like it too! Friendly reminder, I absolutely love feedback! :) 
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Growing up as a hunter sure had its disadvantages. Aside from the constant danger, being overall socially awkward due to not having time to get to know people, and always having to be on alert, you also made your peace with having to accept you didn’t know everything, especially when it came to humans, but you knew that you had to look for help when you needed it.

“Sam, I need help.”

Sam’s head shot up and he put the book down, sitting up straight almost immediately, “Sure. Are you in trouble?”

You cleared your throat as you sat down across him, and his eyes searched yours,

“Is this about Lucifer?”

“No-“

“Angels?”

“No-“

“Is it-“

“How do I get a guy to like me?”

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STRANGER THINGS SENTENCE MEME

episode 001-004.

  • ‘something’s coming. something hungry for blood.’
  • ‘wait a minute. did you hear that?’
  • ‘we’re in deep shit!’
  • ‘don’t be a pussy!’
  • ‘just twenty more minutes!’
  • 'yeah, she’s turning into a real jerk.’
  • ‘the cause of the power outage is still unknown.’
  • ‘he came home last night, right?’
  • ‘that’s disgusting.’
  • ‘do it, freak!’
  • ‘it’s like you have superpowers or something.’
  • ‘we just made out a couple times.’
  • ‘i’ll climb through your window. she won’t even know i’m there.’
  • ‘mornings are for coffee and contemplation.’
  • ‘he’s not like that. he wouldn’t do that.’
  • ‘the entire east wing will be evacuated within the hour.’
  • ‘she can’t have gone far.’
  • ‘you think you can steal from me, boy?!’
  • ‘this isn’t some lord of the rings book.’
  • ‘do i make myself clear?’
  • ‘is that why you ran away?’
  • ‘you gotta answer a few of my questions first.’
  • ‘all i know is that she’s scared to death.’
  • ‘you think we got a problem here?’
  • ‘we should be helping look for him.’
  • ‘i always had a distaste for science.’
  • ‘i always figured there was enough going on down here, i never needed to look elsewhere.’
  • ‘this is crazy.’
  • ‘smile looks good on you.’
  • ‘we’re not going back.’
  • ‘i know i haven’t been there for you.’
  • ‘i don’t even barely know what’s going on with you.’
  • ‘i should’ve been there for him.’
  • ‘this was not your fault.’
  • ‘do you guys hear that?’
  • ‘is that blood?’
  • ‘you’re freaking her out!’
  • ‘this is mental.’
  • ‘she’s probably a psycho.’
  • ‘and tomorrow night, we go back out.’
  • ‘hey, um… i never asked your name.’
  • ‘i can’t eat.’
  • ‘you can’t get like this, okay?’
  • ‘we’ve been waiting six hours.’
  • ‘we’ve been searching all night.’
  • ‘he was scared.’
  • ‘if he sees the cops, he’ll think he’s in trouble. he’ll hide.’
  • ‘he’s good at hiding.’
  • ‘cops are good at finding.’
  • ‘you’re in trouble, aren’t you?’
  • ‘they want to hurt you? the bad people?’
  • ‘just stay here, okay? stay here.’
  • ‘what do you say? are you in or out?’
  • ‘oh god… that’s depressing.’
  • ‘i just wanted to say, you know, um… i’m sorry about everything. everyone’s thinking about you.’
  • ‘he’s a smart kid.’
  • ‘all that matters is, after school, the freak will be back in the loony bin, and we can focus on what really matters.’
  • ‘pretty.’
  • ‘just trust me, okay?’
  • ‘i’m so sick of your excuses.’
  • ‘he’s not coming, is he?’
  • ‘you shouldn’t like things because people tell you you’re supposed to.’
  • ‘i don’t know where my boy is. he’s gone.’
  • ‘did you see him? last night? on the road?’
  • ‘i’m not mad at you.’
  • ‘is everything okay?’
  • ‘promise.’
  • ‘i need you alive for the next few days, at least.’
  • ‘missing kid, suicide… you must feel like a big city cop again, huh?’
  • ‘are you out of your mind?!’
  • ‘i think she knows what happened to him.’
  • ‘do you know where he is?!’
  • ‘stop it! you’re scaring her!’
  • ‘that boy was never very good at taking care of himself.’
  • ‘why am i just hearing about this?’
  • ‘it’d be super weird if i’m not there…’
  • ‘it’s just a loud noise. it’s okay.’
  • ‘they won’t tell anyone about you. they promise.’
  • ‘we wouldn’t have upset you if we knew you had superpowers.’
  • ‘what is “friend”?’
  • ‘you promised that you’d go.’
  • ‘we’re gonna have a great time.’
  • ‘he just wants to get into your pants…’
  • ‘make sure i don’t get drunk and do anything stupid.’
  • ‘you ever feel cursed?’
  • ‘hey, come back inside.’
  • ‘you are a cliché, you do realise that?’
  • ‘yeah, she’s smart, you douche!’
  • ‘you’re bleeding.’
  • ‘just go ahead and go home, okay?’
  • ‘jesus, you scared me!’
  • ‘i didn’t think it’d be a big deal.’
  • ‘you can talk to me.’
  • ‘nothing happened.’
  • ‘you need to stop this, okay?’
  • ‘people are looking for him and they’re going to find him.’
  • ‘can you just try and get some sleep? can you do that for me?’
  • ‘you seriously think that the weirdo knows where he is?’
  • ‘if there is something out there, i’m gonna shoot it in the eye - and blind it.’
  • ‘use your powers, okay?’
  • ‘if you get hungry, eat his snacks, okay?’
  • ‘i know the kid’s not in there, but i gotta check off this box.’
  • ‘no one breaks in here. certainly not some kid.’
  • ‘who’s in charge here?’
  • ‘science doesn’t make any damn sense to me.’
  • ‘i seriously have no idea who you’re talking about.’
  • ‘he’s in danger.’
  • ‘he’s dead.’
  • ‘i’m a dick.’
  • ‘he must really have something to hide.’
  • ‘yeah, this isn’t creepy at all.’
  • ‘this is called stalking.’
  • ‘that’s the thing about perverts. it’s hard-wired into them. you know, they just can’t help themselves.’
  • ‘maybe she freaked out when you went all psycho on the psycho.’
  • 'why did they hurt you?’
  • ‘friends tell the truth.’
  • ‘i understand.’
  • ‘tell me what to do.’
  • ‘i think something happened. something terrible.’
  • ‘this is CIA-sanctioned research.’
  • ‘i’m not saying that there’s some grand conspiracy. i’m just saying maybe something happened.’
  • ‘maybe he was in the wrong place at the wrong time and he saw something that he shouldn’t have.’
  • ‘hiding.’
  • ‘don’t waste your time with her.’
  • ‘we are not calling the cops!’
  • ‘please tell me it’s not the kid.’
  • ‘you were supposed to help us find him alive.’
  • ‘why did you lie to us?’
  • ‘what is wrong with you?’
  • ‘whoever you found is not my boy.’
  • he was hiding from that thing.’
  • ‘you’ve gotta stop this…’
  • ‘you’re talking about grief.’
  • ‘i swear to you, i know what i saw. and i’m not crazy.’
  • ‘i’m not saying that you’re crazy.’
  • ‘i need you to believe me.’
  • ‘i want you to try and get some sleep, if you can.’
  • ‘can you please stop that?’
  • ‘i thought we were friends, you know? but friends tell each other the truth.’
  • ‘you hurt me.’
  • ‘are you sure you’re gonna be alright here by yourself?’
  • ‘screw his funeral!’
  • ‘yeah, okay, but why didn’t you just talk to me? that’s crazy.’
  • ‘i don’t know… i was scared.’
  • ‘my parents are gonna murder me!’
  • ‘this is not an okay time for you to shut down.’
  • ‘maybe he’s haunting us.’
  • ‘he’s out there somewhere. all we have to do is find him.’
  • ‘you look pretty good.’
  • ‘we just talked.’
  • ‘the troopers are on duty and you should be safe because we think this is just an isolated incident.’
  • ‘remember, if anyone sees us, look sad.’
  • ‘do you think you can open it?’
  • ‘abort.’
  • ‘she’s missing and something terrible happened to her. i know it! and no one is listening to me!’
  • ‘just leave me alone!’
  • ‘pull me out! pull me out!’
  • ‘what? who is interested in this? this is so stupid.’
  • ‘mouth-breather.’
  • ‘i think that’s a real messed up thing to do.’
  • ‘grief shows itself in funny ways.’
  • ‘i shouldn’t have come here today.’
  • ‘she’s smart. she’s real smart.’
  • so why are you lying to me, man?’
  • ‘what’s your problem, bud?’
  • ‘stick your nose someplace else.’
  • ‘thanks for ruining the game, dick.’
  • ‘you’re gonna get us both killed!’
  • ‘she’ll find him.’
  • ‘i need you to find him.’
  • ‘hurt him?’
  • ‘i i guess i’d rather observe people than, you know…’
  • ‘jesus, the hell happened?’
The Heart - Roman Godfrey

(Nerd!Reader X Roman Godfrey)

You tutor Roman Godfrey in Anatomy, the Cardiovascular System to be exact.

A/N : This is one of my first tries when writing for Roman so I’m going to say sorry in advance! Give me some time to master writing for him! Enjoy!

Originally posted by iamfire355

Hemlock Grove High School was unwelcoming to say the least. Despite having lived in the sleepy town for all of your life, you couldn’t help but feel apart from your peers. While they gossiped, you were studying. While they went out with their friends, you were home alone. One thing that came from this was your good grades. You were soon recommended to be a tutor.

Hardly anyone ever came up to the Peer Tutoring lab. If they did, they would seek help from someone more affable, approachable instead of yourself. It didn’t matter how smart you were, your personality off put so many people, they refused to get the help they truly needed. Part of you liked it that way; you had grown used to the cold shoulders after a few years. However, deep down, it hurt you.

It hurt that no one wanted to talk to you, ask you a question about the Algebra homework or number forty-five on that History assignment. It hurt that, while you sat alone at a table, all the other tutors were explaining to their friends what the difference between a covalent and an ionic bond were. So, instead of thinking about how much it hurt, you busied yourself with a book.

You were already in deep within the pages when the rapping of knuckles against the table frightened you. You looked up and your eyes locked with none other than Roman Godfrey. You had known him since grade school, liked him since grade six. So of course it was him that came up to you. The boy offered you a soft smile, as if in apology; but Roman never apologizes.

“I need help with something,” he said coldly, “you’re a tutor right?” You nodded, peering at him as you closed your book.

“You care about your grades?” You countered, without missing a beat. Roman actually smiled, taking the seat next to you at your empty table.

“I need to pass,” he said, “my mom’s been riding my ass all week about it.” He reached down into his bag, pulling out a binder. His lips were pursed as he moved, his jaw tight with agitation. He flopped the binder on the table with a smacking sound that drew the attention of people in the room.

“Anatomy,” you said, opening the binder. “You’re covering the body systems…” Roman only nodded, watching you as you looked over his notes. You suppressed a smile as your eyes skimmed over his handwriting. It was fanciful, not the childish font most males scribbled in. Little sketches also caught your attention. A wolf’s face and a few snakes littered the margins on his notebook.

“We have a test soon,” Roman said, bringing your eyes to meet his own. “On the Cardiovascular system, I think. I’m not good with-”

“The heart? Does blood make you queasy?” You asked, leaning over the binder. Roman scoffed at your words, rolling his eyes. You noticed the quirking of his lips a little, making your heart flutter. He looked good when he smiled.

“You ask a lot of questions,” he said blatantly. While his original annoyance lingered in his expression, mischief glimmered in his eyes too.  

“I don’t see many people asking me for help,” you explained.

“Maybe ‘cause you ask so many questions,” Roman said, the hints of a grin forming on his lips. You had heard about those lips. Girls of Hemlock High raved about the magic Roman Godfrey could work. You yourself had wondered, but never dared to entertain the thoughts of him any further. If you did, you wouldn’t be able to focus.

“I can help you,” you said, flipping through his notebook to find the notes on the heart. When you found the pages, you looked back up at Roman whose gaze was glued on you. You swallowed hard under his gaze, shifting in your seat. It wasn’t just his lips, it was his eyes. You felt your heartbeat start to quicken as you mentally cursed yourself.  

“So-uh, where should we begin? The circulatory system?” You asked, clearing your throat. When Roman didn’t respond, you looked up at him.

“I was thinking, maybe the inner workings of the heart.” You nearly melted at the tone of his voice. The heart, of course. His green eyes were bright, a full grin on his face now. He knew exactly what he was doing. You felt a red-hot blush creep onto your features and you knew it would be a long study session.


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I adore ur blog? I subscribed to notifications just so I don't miss any of your voltron headcanons

i?? oh my god thank you???

  • *allura voice* “what do you mean humans need to sleep every night”
  • some people actually find hunk intimidating when they first meet him
    • listen. he looks like he can bench press a school bus???
    • but then they talk to him and they’re like ah. he’s a gentle creature
    • lance never had this problem, he met hunk and was immediately like “aw heck yeah i just won the best friend lottery
  • lance: “so i heard you like bad boys ;)” alien: “not really” lance: “oh thank god”
  • on average, shiro spends 50% of his day looking for lance or keith
  • pidge doesn’t show coran earth tech anymore because he always smiles condescendingly at her and calls it “cute”
  • they’ve got planet-specific memes
    • “how dare you make me look at this with my own four eye spheres”
    • instead of “who are you and what have you done with [insert paladin here]” it’s now “hunk get me a jellyfish i think we’ve got a case of mind-swishing here”
    • “lion goddess” makes consistent comebacks
  • hunk: “keith i don’t think that’s a good idea-” pidge: “no no wait let him do it, i wanna see where this goes”
Bump n Grind (Steve Harrington x reader)

Summary: Just another smutty HC with a song lyric for a title.

Warnings: Smut (duh), swearing. I don’t have a lot of experience writing smut, so this is probably isn’t the best.

Request: Can you write about what Steve Harrington would be like in bed? I need this in my life. and Heyo can I request some Steve Harrington smut?

Sex with Steve is an experience like none other. He at first, would go slow and loving. But the more you two were together, the faster and rougher he’d go. The moans and yelps of pleasure you released was enough motivation to make him go faster. Steve always knew what he was doing, after all he was probably the most experienced boy in Hawkins High School. His ego was big, and for good reasons too.

He’d start off with kissing, a slow build up was important to him. He’s probably the most caring person during sex. Always placing kisses up and down your body. From the area right under your chin, down past the bellybutton, and lower.

Steve’s parents were never home, so he was always trying to get in your pants. You two would be watching a movie together on his couch, and his hands would slowly find their way to you thigh. Rubbing up and down until you slapped his hand away, complaining about how distracting he is from the movie. He’d move closer, kissing your neck, slowly he’d move up to you face wear he’d try stealing a kiss.

Throwing a tape on his stereo, he’d play his favorite music, and pull you in for a dance. His dancing was far from classy or shy. Hip shaking, ass grabbing, and grinding. He loved catching your mouth with his randomly throughout the song, the kisses long and he loved when you tangle your hands in his hair.

Some nights you two would be outside by the pool, and he’d pull you into his lap on one of the lawn chairs. He’d only smoke when he had other people over. But when you two where alone after his schoolmates left the party, you could still taste the smoke on his breath. He’d wrap his arms around your waist, and throw you into the pool, then jump in after you. He’d swim over to you, pulling off any remaining clothes, and spend the rest of the night making out in the pool.

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Member: Taehyung x Reader x Yoongi

Type: Poly Au, Angst, Fluff, Smut

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"You are a good guy, Zach" (Zach Dempsey imagine)

I know this is blog about Riverdale, but I have some Zach Dempsey vibes a few days and I wanted to write an imagine of how I see him as character. I hope you don’t mind. Just enjoy!
P.S. you can send me any ideas. If you want about Riverdale - do it, if you want about 13 reasons why - do it. Just do it haha

WARNINGS: none I think, maybe some fluff and angst? Thats it.

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Some people decides how to act around different people. If they want to show their weak, honest, popular, beautiful or most realistic side of them. Wanting them to show you their realistic side, you have to make them believe, trust and be by their side when they need you the most. It feels like everyone does it, right? Somewhat, yes. Of course, one of them was Zach Dempsey. In school he is guy-who-doesn’t-care or ,how you want me to say, fuck boy.
I met Zach on my first day in Liberty High School. We were in our freshman year. He was already surrounded by group of people who made him laugh. I was standing by my locker, while my body was occupied by anxiety. Two different people in one place. But long story short, I had huge argument with Zach in one of the parties, it made him came at me in school and ask me if I wanted to grab a cup of coffee with him. I gave him a shot and now we are best friends. Best friend who got to see his realistic side, besides his family. The only answer how it happened is - I was by his side, I always supported him and made him feel better about his insecurities. Usually guys don’t know what is joke and what is serious. He may be pain in the ass, but he is caring, gold hearted and friendly. Sometimes he gets angry by stupid things, then he regrets, but doesn’t show. Because he is “the cool guy”, right?
His mom had to work in another side of the country, his sister went to friends house to have “girly weekend” and Zach wanted to have a rest from all parties. On this Friday evening he asked me to come at his place and have some dinner, because it’s been quite long time since we hang out. Somehow it felt like he tried avoid me and I didn’t knew why.
“The way you and your friends called that kid… Wasn’t really nice” I said as I tried to reach plates from the kitchen cupboard. Zach walked next to me and without any problems reached plates and gave it to me.“Thank you” I smiled at him.
“It was just for fun. Plus I didn’t started, Justin was the first one” He shrugged like it was just another casual accident.
“Well that doesn’t let you to be part of this. Just because you’re in Basketball team with popular kids, doesn’t mean you can say shit to other people, Zach!” I raised my voice lightly. I just shook my head and filled our plates with food.
“Are we going to fight, because of this?” Zach asked.
“No.” I putted plates on the table and sat on the chair. “Are you going to stand there or what?” I tried to sound as nicer as I could. He listened to me and did as I said. At first between us was an awkward silence, so to dissipate this vibe I started to talk.
“I know you’re kind guy and what are you doing with your friends… This isn’t you. Because I know you too well. You’re a good guy, Zach”
“But I have friends. They are for me by my side.” Zach tried to defend his, not so nice, friends.
“By calling you a mommies boy, because you care about your family? Excuse me? They are by your side, because…” I stood silent for a few seconds “Nevermind”.
“I guessed that we are going to have a nice dinner after long time, but as I can see, I was wrong, (Y/N)” I heard growing anger in his voice. He finished his meal and walked to the kitchen counter.
“I’m just worried about you. I’m sorry that I act like mom.” I finished my meal too and walked where he was standing. There was that silence again, but I didn’t said anything anymore. I walked in the living room and sat on the couch. My fingers were rushing through every social medias wall. Until I felt body sitting next to me.
“I know I’m doing wrong and I would destroy anyone who would say anything horrible to my sister. But I’m afraid of loosing friends, being rejected, sometimes I’m even afraid to be physically alone.” Zach sighed and I looked up at him. He was playing nervously with his fingers.
“But you’re not alone. You have family who is loving you and believing in you, you have me. All of your group is hiding insecurities behind their words to other people, like all of you want other people to feel the way you feel and I know this feeling. But sometimes you should talk about your insecurities or whats going on inside your head instead of bullying people who did nothing. With your insecurities you can kill human being with words.” I took his hand and tried to comfort him. “You know, the stick has two ends”
“You’re right. Maybe I should stop having my head inside my ass” He giggled.
“You’re not a bad person, Zach. You just should stop being like everyone else.”
He moved slightly next to me and hugged me tightly. After our hug broke, I just putted my head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat.
Zach cleared his throat and started to talk.
“I’m sorry that I avoided you. I just wasn’t feeling myself for a while.”
“Thats okay, everyone have these days.” I looked up at him. We were just staring at each other until I felt my cheeks heating up. I giggled and looked down. I slightly moved away from Zach and nervously started to bit my lip.
“Is everything okay?” I heard his raspy voice.
“Yeah, s-s-sure” I said. There was intense feeling between us, so I started to shake my leg nervously.
“If this is because what happened about a minute ago…”
“No, no, no. I mean, yes.” I started to mumble.
“I love you, (Y/N)” Zach said with shaky voice. It felt like my brain stopped working and in my stomach was flying million butterflies. I just looked at him with shock. “For a long time. It’s now or never, am I right?” He giggled. It felt like he tried to hide his shyness.
“I love you too, Zach” I giggled and looked at him, even if my face burned. But his face had lightly red spots too.
“What? Really?” He was surprised.
“Everyone loves you” I laughed.“So why I wouldn’t love you too? Just in different way.”
Zach suddenly leaned into me and kissed me on my lips. This kiss was soft and careful, but full of feeling. Like he didn’t wanted me to break, like I was a glass and he wanted to keep me.
I placed my hands on his neck, while his hands hold my head. Our kiss broke and he touched his forehead next to mine. I opened my eyes and saw him looking at me. His eyes were shining, his mouth transformed into beautiful smile.
“Thank you, God” He giggled.
This is the Zach I know, the one and only.

anonymous asked:

What would fuck buddies to lovers with sweet pea be like? (Inspired by your recent post lol)

ROMEO WHO?:  

  • Tbh it probably started out as standard classmates
  • You spoke at school on RARE occasion and social gatherings (if you ever actually both showed up) but never actually had a  friendship 
  • Seeing him at a bonfire/house party for back to school and thinking he looked really good
  • Like he had really grown up and gotten DAMN good looking for a bad boy 
  • Drinking maybe a bit too much with him bc you’re both competitive 
  • Especially flip cup 
  • Wandering upstairs to a bedroom to ‘talk’ 
  • Your lips connecting before the door was even shut and locked 
  • Rushed hands and desperate, sloppy kisses
  • ‘Don’t you wanna know my name?’ ‘i kind of like it this way’
  • You didnt have a condom but like FUCK that noise he’s been playing with you for five minutes too long and you need him now
  • The alcohol in your system gave you the confidence you didn’t know you had
  • You rode that dick into the FUCKING SUNRISE 
  • It started by being the hookup at a party, every party 
  • He’d even start asking if you were going
  • Eventually he found your number and thus began the booty calls
  • Not just from him, but from you 
  • Like 2 am ‘come eat this pussy daddy’ 
  • Always happy to oblige ofc
  • And then jealousy started to shine through when boys on the northside caught drift of your laidback and open sexuality 
  • Not that you’d ever dream of fucking with any of them but sweet pea didn’t need to know that 
  • Watching boys go from being all over you to showing up the next day with busted lips or bruised eyes and they just avoid talking to you at all costs 
  • Giving pea shit for it when someone good actually comes along you could go with 
  • Pea getting frustrated bc he needs you 
  • Some massive argument over a misunderstanding because you thought he was trying to own you like property but really he just didn’t want either of you two to see other people bc he wanted to be like .. exclusive fwb 
  • Maybe even like exclusively dating 
  • And he just breaks it all down one night like ‘jesus christ, woman, i’m fucking falling in LOVE with you (and that damn good pussy) sO CALL YOUR FRAT BOY AND TELL HIM YOU’RE NOT SEEING HIM ANYMORE BECAUSE YOU’RE SEEING ME’
  • Definitely calling that frat boy you can’t see him anymore because you’re pretty sure you’re in love with him 
  • That’s the night your sex is the loudest and most passionate 
  • And sweet pea literally picks up the phone in the middle of it and just “can’t talk now, trying not to bust too quick” 
  • Immediately turning into a sappy, sick couple 
  • Always together
  • Always touching
  • Always kissing 
  • ‘My baby’ ‘my sweetness’
Shorts (Isaac Lahey Imagine)

Summary: So you brought these amazing shorts at Y/F/S (your favourite/favorite shop) and they look amazing on you, Isaac thinks so too. But when you wear them to school, Isaac can’t keep his hands off of you.

Pairing: Isaac X Reader 

Warning: Slight Smut

Fandom: Teen Wolf 

Season: Season 3 PA

Originally posted by laheys-girl

~*~*~*~ 

“So what do you think?” You asked Isaac your boyfriend. You both decided to go shopping for clothes, he wanted to but more scarves to go with his winter coats (which he looks hot in btw). And you did manage to buy scarves…a lot I should say.  

Isaac hums as he looks at the shorts. They were the colour/color of jungle faded green with the fabric of cotton, which they’re really comfortable by the way.  

“They look perfect on you, they match the grey scarf and the denim blue jacket that you’re wearing too. And the white shirt on it makes it look incredible.” He said as you laugh at him. He frowns as he looks at you. “What? Is it bad that I know some fashion taste Y/N?” He said as you smile widely and walk over towards him.  

“No, it’s a good thing.” You said as you brushed your lips against his own as he places his arms around your waist. You pull away and smile at him. “I’ll get them then. And then after that, want some Mexican?” You asked as he didn’t even need to think. 

“You don’t ask me a stupid question like that, scarves and Mexican food are my life.“  

~*~*~  

So you brought the shorts, and your wearing them at school too. All the boys wouldn’t stop look at you, because of them shorts. And let’s just say that… Isaac is totally jealous. Especially when he catches some boy staring, he immediately gives them a death stare or threatens them. Let’s just say that some of the boys are now terrified of Isaac. 

Isaac wasn’t having some horny teenage boys touch his girlfriend, you are his, his girlfriend. And he’s gonna make sure that everyone knows that you’re his. 

~*~*~*~ 

You went to your locker to grab your books out for today. You pull out your maths textbook and exercise book, your history book and English book. Oh the joy of school is carrying so much stuff but then putting it in your locker (lucky we don’t have lockers at my school). 

You close your locker but then all of a sudden you feel a body pressed against your own. His strong arms placed gently against your hips, his strong built body pressed against your own, his soft yet wet lips pressed against your neck. You knew who this is, well because you can tell that he’s slouching down just to kiss your neck. It was your tall giant of a boyfriend Isaac Lahey.

“Isaac!” You moan as he bites down harder on your soft delicate skin. “Isaac stop!” You push him away giggling at him, your small hand on his built chest. “We’re at school.” You said, stating the obvious.

“Well, who’s fault is it to wear those shorts?” He says in a husky voice making you bite down on your lip, blushing like a maniac. He grabs your hand and starts walking, you drop your books since he’s basically dragging you like a rag doll. 

~*~*~*~ 

You and Isaac walk into the boys locker room where you both can have privacy. Isaac pushes you against the wall, sucking your neck making you moan as he finds your sweet spot. You place your knee on his thigh as his hand goes up your shirt. 

You gasp feeling his slender hands creep up there. You can basically feel him smirking against you. He stops kissing your neck and removes the shirt off of you. He stays still staring at you. You started to feel uncomfortable and awkward. You blushed as you try to cover yourself up, but Isaac stops you by grabbing your hands. 

“What are you doing?” You ask in a whisper making him chuckle at you. He pulls your hands down and he stares down at you (well he’s a giant duh!) 

“I’m admiring you, you’re beautiful.” He says sweetly as you blush, you smile sheepishly as you look away from him. He lifts your chin to make you face him, his beautiful crystal blue eyes look straight down at your own beautiful E/C. “I love you.” He says out of the blue as he kisses your neck. 

“I love you too.“ 

~*~*~*~

“Guys I think that Y/N is missing!” Exclaims Stiles as he looks over at his friends, Scott frowns at him as Stiles rolls his eyes and shows him your books that you dropped earlier. “I think she was kidnapped?” He said as Lydia frowns at him. 

“But Y/N can take care of herself, she’s a hunter remember?!” She said as Allison nods looking over at her. 

“Yeah but what if it was the Derach? What if that thing got her?” Stiles said as he starts to freak out, possibly having an heart attack. 

“Wait.” Scott says as everyone stays silent. He then looks up at everyone. “She’s still here.” He said as Stiles sighs in relief. 

“Well thank god!“ 

“She’s in trouble! Same with Isaac!” Scott said as he starts running, Stiles stares having a look saying ‘are you serious?’ And then starts chasing after him, not long with Lydia and Allison behind him. 

"I don’t really care about Isaac.” 

“Stiles!”

~*~*~*~ 

“Isaac!” You moaned as he shoves into you on the wall. Your hands on his back, making marks on him that will soon heal. But for you, this won’t heal until about a month or so? His lips are attached onto your neck, making love marks on there so everyone knows that you’re his and no one can have you. 

He pulls out of you breathing heavily as he places his head on your shoulder to rest, your head leans back against the wall. You take time to adjust what just happen, you try to catch and settle your breathing but after what you just witnessed, it might take some time. 

“I love you.” Isaac says kissing your lips softly but passionately, it was like the last time you’ll ever kiss him. 

“I love you too.” You say between breaths making him chuckle. He gets up and throws you your clothes as you catch them and started to get dressed. 

You managed to put on your panties, bra and shirt while Isaac puts his boxers on. Then all of a sudden you heard a door slamming and running. 

“Y/N! ARE YOU HERE?! ARE YOU OKAY?! WHERE ARE YOU?!” You hear a frantic Stiles yell, you then look up to see Stiles, Scott, Lydia and Allison looking at you and Isaac not even fully dressed yet. 

Stiles stopped dead in his tracks as he sees you without any pants and Isaac just wearing his boxers. 

“Oh god, Isaac put some clothes on.” Stiles says shielding his eyes away from the both of you. 

“Oh Stiles you’re just jealous that I have more muscles than you.” Isaac remarks as he puts pants on. You stand there like an idiot blushing like a maniac. 

“Clearly you guys aren’t in trouble. Just two hormonal teenagers.” Lydia says but mumbles the last part as she walks out, same with Allison and Scott. 

“We do not speak of this out side of this room got it!” Stiles says as Isaac folds his arms and leans against a wall. 

“Sure.” He says as Stiles walks out running to catch up with Scott. 

You and Isaac look at each other as you walk over towards the mirror and looked at the marks on your neck, your eyes widen. 

You soon feel Isaac against you hugging you from behind. But you had other ideas. You turn and slap Isaac on his bare chest making him hiss. He looks at you confuse like a puppy. 

“What was that for?” He asked you as you raise a brow look at him.

“How am I gonna cover these up Isaac?” You say as you try to cover them up with your hair. But Isaac had other ideas. He moves your hands away and moves your hair away as well. 

“Don’t, I want to let everyone know that you’re mine.” He says smiling as you blush. Isaac then walks over to grab his shirt and your shorts as he throws them at you which you managed to catch. “Oh, and don’t wear them shorts in school. Or I’ll find something to punish you.” He says smirking at you. 

You stand there blushing and biting down on your lip as you put your shorts back on. 

I guess that you can’t ever wear those shorts again?

Masterlist

The Party Part 2 (Reggie x Reader)

A/N: I put it up quickly due to all of my requests. Let me know if you want a part three.

Part 1 Part 3

You were putting your books into your locker as a figure walked up to you. You looked up and smiled at the sight of Reggie. His tall frame had a inches on you but it didn’t matter as he loved to tease you about how short you were.

“Talk to anyone yet?” Reggie asked as he leaned on the lockers, you shook your head no. You hadn’t seen anyone since the party not even Archie. You had been staying with Reggie to get away from everyone and all of the gossip. You knew your friends and brother didn’t react well which made you on edge on what was to come.

“I’m scared you know. They all look so disappointed in me. I can’t get their faces out of my mind”

“Hey it will get better, trust me” Reggie whispered as he pulled you close giving you a kiss on your forehead. “They’ll will come around” With that the bell rang meaning it was time to get to class.

“Meet me in the student lounge after?” Reggie nodded. You blew him a kiss as you made your way to your next class.


 The tension in the lounge could be cut with a knife. The atmosphere was off as Reggie and the football team sat on one side, where Archie and his friends sat on the other. Archie kept glancing over wondering if you were going to show up to see your precious boyfriend or not. He decided to stop and get back to his friends conversation until he heard your name.

“So how is she Reggie?” One of the football players asked

“What do you mean?” Reggie clearly didn’t understand what he meant which made Jughead laugh showing that he was also listening in.

“What’s so funny?” Reggie was now standing up from his spot and making his way over to the boy that was leaning against the wall.

“You. How could you not know what they meant? You’re dumber than you look” Reggie was getting angry as Jughead spoke. The football player didn’t like what Jughead was saying. Most times you were there to calm his anger if anything happened but you were nowhere in sight

“If you’re so smart Donnie Darko what did he mean?” Taking a step closer towards the smirking boy.

“He-” But was cut off as Archie stood in front of the two

“Stop it Jughead. Let it be”

“Butt out Andrews, I would love to know what he’s going to say”

“How good is she in bed? Dumbass that what he means” Archie shot Jug a look as the words came out of his mouth. Reggie on the other hand looked happy with the answer. A smirk already forming on his face. Knowing exactly what he was doing Reggie opened his mouth to speak

“Well in that case. Let’s just say little Andrews is pretty good or amazing for that matter. She surely knows how to handle a man like me” Archie fist were by his side, fluming from the way Reggie was talking about you. “Didn’t you know that she loves-” Reggie stopped as Archie jumped on him sending them flying to the ground. Archie was throwing hit after hit with Reggie only getting a few in. Reggie wanted this to happen so maybe Archie would take out all of his anger on him then you.

“How could you sleep with my sister? REALLY MANTLE!” Archie yelled as he sent a hit to the side of Reggie jaw. Everyone stood and watched not knowing what to do.

“WHAT’S GOING ON HERE? Archie what are you doing? Get off of him” You let out as you rushed over to the two boys. Archie looked at you with a guilty look in his eyes as Reggie growled in pain. He didn’t want you to see him like this. Knowing you care for the boy deeply it was the last thing he wanted. Archie quickly got up making his way away from you two.

“Hey, are you alright” You asked kneeling down next to Reggie.

“I’m fine” He replied but his busted lip and the bruise forming said otherwise. You motion for some of the players to come help Reggie up as you made your way to your brother.

“What were you thinking? Honestly. I know you may be mad”

“Mad isn’t the word”

“You still don’t have the right to attack him Arch. He’s my boyfriend whether you like it or not you’re going to live with it.”

“You don’t even know the whole story” Archie shouted at you as you started to walk away.

“I don’t care”

Archie and them watched you walk out after the boys who were mostly likely bringing Reggie to the school nurse. As much as Archie hated to admit he saw the look of love in Reggie’s and yours eyes when you bent down to see if he was alright. Archie knew you needed to know what Reggie was saying but right now it could wait because now the tables have turned. He was no longer mad at you but you were to him.

Locked Up

Can you do a reaction to getting locked in the school overnight with your crush, the bad boy, BTS

These are more like scenarios if anything but I still hope that it was close to what you wanted, and I apologize for taking so long to post this

[Gifs do not belong to me, all credit goes to rightful owners]


||Namjoon||

Originally posted by simondismydaddy

Being locked up in school isn’t great. Especially when it’s dark. And alone. Well at least you were until you ran into namjoon, the bad boy of the school and honestly you were thinking that it possibly couldn’t get any better. You liked him and now you were alone with him. He seemed quite surprised to see you out of all people in school so late. Namjoon did know you, kinda, since he sees you in like half his classes and getting the sense that you weren’t ok with being alone he dragged you along to an empty classroom. Great. The whole time you two were in there you personally felt like you were about to explode. Yeah, he made you swoon that much. “So why are you stuck in here?” his head tilts a bit and his gaze meets yours. “I could ask you the same thing,” he smirks a little and pick his head back up, still looking into your eyes. “Fell asleep in class, and the teacher didn’t bother to wake me up.” The way he rolled his eyes told pretty much what he thought of his teacher. “Now you tell me your story.” “Well lets just say last minute restroom breaks aren’t a good idea,” you chuckled awkwardly as he grinned. He opened his mouth to speak but the lights of the room turned off and you instantly cuddled yourself into namjoon without a second thought. After realizing this you blushed muttering a quick sorry and pulled back from him but he put his around you and kept you close. “It’s ok, I don’t mind holding you.”

||Jin||

Originally posted by beagletae

You never thought you’d get detention, you weren’t perfect but you never did anything wrong, and you didn’t think that detention would be the reason you’d be locked up in school. It was already dark and school was already scary enough you didn’t need this. Seokjin soon came along when you found him asleep in one of the schools closets, and all because he wanted alone time. The whole time you guys talked and just strolled the dimly lit halls which was a little more comforting with him. He might of been the bad boy but he was actually pretty nice. Being with him in a situation like this just made being locked in school not so bad. “You know how I got stuck here, what’s your story?” “Detention,” you groaned slightly. “Oh someone’s been naughty,” he says teasingly making you blush. “I didn’t do anything bad, my teacher is just strict, and he ‘forgot’ that I was there and left me.” You grumbled under your breath and jin laughed a little when seeing you puff your cheeks out of irritation. “Ah, cute,” he mumbles to himself. “Hey well on the bright side you’re stuck with me,” he winks at you and you swear you stopped breathing for two seconds. “Yeah, I’m with you,” you smiled.

||Yoongi||

Originally posted by minniesuga

You weren’t all that surprised when you realized that you were locked in. It’s what you get for hiding away to ditch you’re last hour only because you were trying to avoid your crush. New seating charts aren’t  that all great because now you sit right next to him. And at the moment you thought you were screwed because he suddenly popped up decided to tag along with you at some point even though he seemed to pay no mind to you. You were already hating life at the moment and you were hating it even more because he was here alone with you and you knew you were going to embarrass yourself at some point. The cafeteria was left unlocked so you sat across from each other in silence and glancing at each other every now and then to. Perfect, you thought. I’m not doing anything and I’m already embarrassing, you mentally slapped yourself as you tried avoiding eye contact with yoongi. “So you weren’t in class today,” he says and you finally look at him, but he was staring at his hands. “Why not?” his eye looked up and you looked down again and blushed. “I-I wasn’t feeling it today,” you say. “Just for that class?” he raises a brow. “I mean- well-  no it’s just,” you groaned and your hands rubbed at your face making yoongi chuckle. “You don’t gotta explain it’s fine,” your eyes meet with his now and he smiles slightly. “Just don’t skip it next time, it’s lame when you’re gone.”

||Hoseok||

Originally posted by jeonsshi

So you’re in school, and it’s way past school hours. And you’re also alone…in the dark…and locked in. What could go wrong? To say were scared was an understatement. You were terrified and who wouldn’t be when you’re stuck in school at night. You were sure you were going to die in here, it was the perfect set up for a horror flick. When you heard a sudden bang you screamed and another scream followed, a scream that wasn’t yours. “God you scared me!” Hoseok huffed and held his hand to his chest. You stared at him relieved that you weren’t the only one her now but also wondering why he was here. “S-sorry I didn’t mean to,” you rubbed your arm sheepishly. “It’s fine, kinda my fault to since I dropped that trash can back there,” he points behind him and laugh. You couldn’t help but giggle “and how did that happen?” Hoseok stood by you now with a shy expression. “Don’t tell anyone but I got a little freaked out and ended up running into it.” You smirked a bit and cross your arms “the famous bad boy, Jung Hoseok, was scared?” you said dramatically. “Yeah, yeah whatever you were even more scared you screamed like you were about to die,” “Well because I thought I was,” you shared a laugh before he gently held your forearm and smiled as you felt the heat rush to your cheeks. Good thing it was dark. “Maybe we should stay close just in case anything else happens,” “O-ok”

||Jimin||

Originally posted by gotjimin

Never in your life did you ever think you’d be stuck in a dark room alone with your crush jimin. Well of course you have. And it was happening, but not the way you thought (you dirty person you;)) You were in a dark room alright but that room was the janitors closet…at school…locked in. Now you didn’t know this would happen you were just trying to hide away from the douches that were bugging you. Jimin was hiding away to but that’s for a whole other reason and apparently he had the same idea as you. He startled you as he swung open the door and slipped in with no questions asked. He shut the door and quickly put his ear against it and just as you were about to say something you felt his hands roam around your shoulders then your face before cover your mouth and bringing your head to his chest. “Stay quiet,” he says, ear still pressed against the door. Seconds past and you squirmed out of his grasp “what are yo-” “shh!” you sigh “what are you doing?” you whispered. Jimin stayed there for a moment before leaning away from the door and turned around to face what he assumed to be you. “I was running away from a friend of mine,” “why?” “I pranked  him, and I got him good this time.” You couldn’t see but you knew he was grinning ear to ear. “Who are you by the way?” he asks. “Oh y/n, not sure if you know me but we have the same history class.” He stood silently for a second. “Do you have your phone?” “Yeah, why?” “Turn on the flashlight so I can see you.” You did as you were told and it wasn’t until you turned on the light you realized how close he was. You dropped your phone out of surprise and you both reached for it. At that very moment there was a click. “Did you hear that?” You got up and jiggled the knob only to groan when realizing that you were locked in. “Well were stuck in here,” you huffed and hit you back against the door. Jimin had the light on you and he giggled suddenly. “W-what?” you were beginning to blush. “Nothing, you’re just cute when you’re angry,” “B-but I’m not,” what was he saying? “well, you’re still cute.”

||Taehyung||

Originally posted by taedamn

When taehyung asked you to help him out with studying after school you were quite happy and took the offer. How could say no to him? Yes he’s the bad boy but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t strive for good grades. Plus you liked him so you were down to help him out. But there you were, by the classroom two hours after the last bell had rung waiting on taehyung to show up. A few more minutes, you thought. And after those few minuets you already made your down the hall. Of course he didn’t show, you scoffed to yourself. You found yourself at the main entrance just about to push open the doors when you hear your name being called. “Hey where are you going?” “Home,” you said a bit harshly. “Why? I thought you were gonna help me out?” he pouted almost. “I was but then you showed up tow hours late and I have to be home.” There was really no reason to be mad but if was gonna be busy before hand he should’ve said something! You tried pushing open the door but it wouldn’t budge so you tried the other one but to no avail it didn’t open either. Taehyung then went in to help but that didn’t work. “We’re stuck in here,” he said all too calmly. “Stuck!?” you eyes widened. “As in we’re locked in here?!” You ended up going through the whole school just to get out but everything was locked. Eventually you gave up and sat in a hall hugging your knees. Taehyung looked at you and really couldn’t help but think it was his fault (really wasn’t) and sat by you. “It’s not so bad y/n, I’m here,” he smiles at you and you sigh and return a slanted smile. “Well I hope you’re good company,” you joked. “I guess to pass the time we can study?” you say unsurely. Taehyung smirks suddenly and his eyes lock with yours. “I have a better Idea.”

(you played hide and seek you nasties) 

||Jungkook||

Originally posted by jungkookpresent

You just wanted to work in peace and quiet get finished early so you could take a nap but no~ jungkook kept throwing wads of paper into your hair and bugged you anyway he could. And here you thought that sitting right in front of him was a blessing. (Still kinda is I mean he notices you) You tried to stop him but he wouldn’t have it and you were slowly becoming more and more irritated. You were a time bomb and any little thing at that moment could make you explode. Jungkook, of course, helped with that when he poked your back making you yelp and scream at him for not leaving you alone. And now your here. Stuck in a class room tired and annoyed. “C'mon I already said I was sorry,” he kneels in front of your desk with his arms resting on it and head sitting over them looking up at you with his big brown eyes. You rolled your eyes and avoided any eye contact with the boy. “Sorry isn’t gonna take me home now is it.” It was his turn to roll his eyes. “Why must you hate me so,” “I don’t, you just irritate me,” you said bluntly. “So you do like me,” he beamed. You choked on your own air and the blood instantly rushed to your cheeks. Jungkook laughed at your reaction letting himself fall to the ground and just kinda roll there in laughter. You glared at him with your now rosy cheeks and stood up from your seat and made your way to the door. “W-Where you goin’?” He scrambled to pick himself up from the floor and raced to the door to block you from it. “Home I don’t want to be here,” “Aw, I was only joking you seriously can’t be mad, plus you can’t just leave.” “whatever,” you moved him out of the way and reached to turn the knob but it was locked. You groan and tried the other one but you were met with the same fate. A locked door. “Great, Just great!” “Locked?” “What do you think?” He comes near you again leaving you trapped against the door. “Well if that’s the case, I have a way to make you forgive me.”


Hope you liked it😊

and again I’m sorry this took awhile it’s been a busy week and I couldn’t really work on anything.

Much love~💖

I am a terrible student, I should have gone to bed and go to school tomorrow but fuck that, I needed some true daddio right now..

my first headcanon: gladio went on shopping tours with his baby boy when his little one suddenly started crying for no reason and he panicked because nothing helped him to stop, and as he was walking down the streets with his shrieking boy, stressed as hell, he passed by some street musicians playing guitar. and like magic, his son stopped crying and silently and curiously listened to the music. Gladio was so amazed that he ended up buying a guitar himself and committing himself to learning the art of guitar to make his boy happy.

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I guessed wrong;

staceyiscold  requested:

Hi could I have an imagine please?? Where the reader and either Monty or zach are secret cuddle buddies (like friends with benefits but for cuddles) and the boy develops feelings and avoids the reader so she confront him at school in front of his friends who don’t even know they talk and then it ends kinda fluffy kinda sexy? Not smut just not too cheesy! Thanks!!

author’s note: Sorry this is kinda late? i was quite out of it and i really need to sleep now but i hope this is any good!! aaaaa I don’t know how sexy I could turn this into?? I hope my ~sadness~ didn’t get much in the way (mainly i hope i didn’t disappoint hahahahaahkjasjd) i hope you enjoy it! hope i didn’t mess anything up!!!! it’s also quite long but i feel like i tried to shorten it up a bit. a mess. i apologize. /also i was the only one to read it so if any english mistakes,, again,, i apologize/

Originally posted by knightlley

I entered the school, trying to keep my small self-cheering to myself and walking with a teeny smile on my face. I greeted the kids I know, some greeted me back some just nodded at my existence, but none of that really bothered me. No, nothing could possibly bother me lately.

I was happy, is it too cheesy to say that?

Recently it is felt as if teenagers can’t feel happy, only stress and worry on their minds. Occasionally depressed, but it is the youth, mood swings are totally acceptable, which is how adults completely ignore any kind of scream of help coming from their children. With all the pressure coming at us, whether it’s socially with all the high standards or it’s school, which has really not any kind of low standards and you have to want, not need, but want to achieve a full score on anything.

But out of all the odds, I was happy. After everything that has been going on, being a little selfish and having a dot of happiness is what I deserve.

I went on and passed down the halls, getting to my locker and opening it. I felt a presence behind me but I brushed it off since tons of kids are walking there, but turned around when someone coughed and touched my shoulder to get my attention.

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A Snake’s Mouse ~Sweet Pea Imagine~

Summary: You’re a shy North Side girl who happens to be with a Southside Serpent. Whenever someone has to make a comment on your shyness or relationship, Sweet Pea knows how to show them on why not to mess with you or your guys’ relationship.

Author’s Note: WE NEED MORE SWEET PEA IMAGINES! I’M JUST SAYIN! Also, I will as much shy girl reader as much as I want and please.

Originally posted by jugheadbettyjones


You felt scared at first when you met Sweet Pea. You had gone to the South Side just to find something for a project that could only be founded in the South Side of Rivedale. When you went into the Serpent hang out due to a bad storm, that’s when you met him.

“Hey, what the hell are you doing here?” You heard. You jumped in fear as you saw a Southside Serpent and some of his friends walk over to you. You backed up against the wall as you stared up at him.

“It’s raining outside and I didn’t want to ruin the supplies,” You tell him with every speck of confidence in you. 

“It’s raining outside?” He asks you. You nodded before slipping away. Your heart was beating fast as you took a small table near the corner. You sat down and took out your book in your bag. You never left the house without a book.

You started to read it, helping you calm your nervousness. You heard someone take a chair and move it next to you. You looked over to see the boy from before sitting next to you. You looked back at your book quickly, hoping he wouldn’t start talking to you.

“What’s a Northsider like you, doing in the South Side?” He asks.

“I just needed some supplies for a school project. Your side of the town had what I needed for a cheaper price,” You tell him quietly. 

“Isn’t money like no problem for you Northsiders?” He asks. 

“Just because I live in the North Side, doesn’t mean I like to come down here once in a while for things that I won’t really need for the rest of my life. I only need these for a project,” You tell him. Your confidence boosted up a little since you hated the fact that people from the South Side just assume that you’re rich.

“I like this confident side of you,” He smirked. You blushed before looking back at your book.

“I’m Sweet Pea,” He introduced himself. You looked up to see him offering a handshake.

“Y/N,” You say softly, shaking his hand. 

“I’m pretty sure the rain will stop within the next few minutes. It doesn’t seem to be raining hard for now,” He tells you.

“Good. I can try to hurry home then,” You tell him.

“I’ll give you a ride,” Sweet Pea tells you.

“You don’t have to do that,” You said quietly. 

“Consider it a peace offering,” He winked over, making you hide into your book again.

Once the rain stopped, you and Sweet Pea walked outside where you shivered from the cold. From all the heat inside the Serpent hangout made the cool air colder. 

“Here,” Sweet Pea said handing you his leather jacket.

“Aren’t you cold?” You asked him.

“Not really. Come on,” He said. You both went to his bike where he put your things under the seat. He handed you his helmet which you put on. You sat behind him and he turned on his motorcycle.

“If you don’t want to fall off, I suggest wrapping your arms around me,” Sweet Pea chuckled. 

“Oh sorry,” You say before wrapping your small arms around his waist. 

“Better hold tight, princess,” He said before driving off.

Once he had dropped you home, you handed his stuff back while he gave your’s back to you. 

“That was actually fun,” You tell him.

“Maybe someday I can take you on another ride,” Sweet Pea smiles at you.

“I’m not sure my parents would like that,” You say quietly. You looked down at the ground to avoid eye contact. You felt his fingers under your chin before lifting your head up to look up at him.

“They don’t have to know,” Sweet Pea tells you.

Ever since then, you both have been together. After almost two weeks, Sweet Pea asked you out. Something between you both made you fall for each other even more. When Sweet Pea asked you to join him at the quarry, you were more than happy to join.

You were sitting in between Sweet Pea’s legs as his arms were wrapped around you. He held your hands with his as you both watched everyone have fun.

“Hey, Sweet Pea! Why don’t you and your girl join us?” One of his fellow Serpents asked.

“I’m good,” You quietly say. You were insecure about your body but you just wanted to spend time with Sweet Pea. 

“What was that? I can’t hear you,” The guy laughed.

“She said she’s good you deaf idiot,” Sweet Pea yelled. 

“Sorry, Sweet Pea. You’re girl is like a mouse. She’s so quiet all the time,” He defended. Sweet Pea let go of your hands before getting up. He walked over to the guy before throwing a punch. 

“What the shit, Sweet Pea!” He yelled. 

“Come on, Y/N,” Sweet Pea said, helping you up. You both went on his bike before he drove off. 

When you were at the Serpent Hang out spot, you sat on Sweet Pea’s lap which made you even more shy. People in his gang knew that he was dating you, a Northsider, which caused them to stare at you both or talk about you both from time to time. You tried to wear his flannel and some black jeans and combat boots to look a little like them. 

“So why is your girl looking like a Southsider instead of her preppy Northside style? What? Good girl gone bad for you now, Sweet Pea?” Someone laughed. Sweet Pea glared and slowly got up. You got down as soon as you felt him start to get up.

“Sweet Pea, it’s not worth it,” You tell him, holding his hand. 

“I know but no one should disrespect you or our relationship,” Sweet Pea said before walking over to the guy.

“What’s wrong, Sweet Pea? We’re just messing around,” He said. 

“You better apologize to Y/N or you’ll be sorry,” Sweet Pea tells him.

“Or what?”

“Toni, please help me do something,” You beg her.

“Guys, come on,” Toni said trying to do something.

“Not until he apologizes to Y/N,” Sweet Pea said.

“Why are you even defending her? She’s a Northsider. You hate Northsiders,” the guy pointed out. You looked away, knowing it was kinda true. 

“Shut up,” Sweet Pea said, grabbing a fistful of the other Serpent’s shirt. 

That’s when a fight between the both of them broke out. Tall Boy had to be the one to break it up. 

“Both of you need to calm down. Just say your sorry and go get some air or something,” He yelled at the two.

“I’m sorry, Y/N,” The other Serpent said. 

“It’s fine,” You tell him.

“Come on, Y/N,” Sweet Pea said, putting his arm around you and leaving.

When you went to his house to help clean some of the cuts he had, you both didn’t say anything. 

“You shouldn’t have fought him,” You tell him.

“He disrespected my girl,” He tells you.

“I don’t care to be honest. I’ve heard worst,” You tell him.

“What?” Sweet Pea asked you. You finished cleaning up his bruises before walking to his room. You sat on his bed causing him to sit beside you as well.

“Y/N-”

“I know you want to defend me but please don’t,” You tell him.

“Why not?” Sweet Pea asked, pulling you to his lap. You wrapped your arms around him as he pulled you in a little close. 

“I don’t care if people talk about me because I know that they’re just words. And they don’t have someone who loves them as much as you love me,” You tell him. Sweet Pea leaned in to give you a long kiss.

“I just never want you hurt. Emotionally or physically,” Sweet Pea tells you after had pulled away from the kiss.

“I love you,” You smile at him.

“I love you too.”

“Now, please stop getting into fights,” You tell him.

“You mean to tell me that this isn’t a good look on me?” Sweet Pea joked. You smile and giggled. 

“This was a long day. Let’s just cuddle for the time being,” You tell him as you took off your shoes and lying on his bed. Sweet Pea smiled and took off his shoes before wrapping his arms around you. You closed your eyes but felt him kiss the back of your head before you took a small nap. 

Game Day

Pairing: Stiles x Reader

Author: @ninja-stiles

Words: 2263

Authors Note: I wanted to make a Stiles imagine for @rememberstilinski and @sarcasticallystilinski‘s Lacrosse Week, so here it is! I hope you guys enjoy. I want to thank @dylanobsessed for editing it for me! 

Originally posted by maliatatelenagilbert

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Me? Or Him? (Reggie x Reader)

Request: could u do a Reggie x reader where Jughead was her first for things in her life but like Reggie not happy with it? Maybe they fight over you or something? thanks

Word: 920

As much as Reggie hated to admit it, he was jealous of Jughead. Well more so of what Jughead have done. Every time he saw him in the halls he couldn’t help but feel jealousy. You were Reggie’s girlfriend for a few months now and he couldn’t be happier but he envy everything you had with Jughead before him. Jughead was your first for many different experiences and Reggie hated the thought. He wanted to be your first for things but sadly that wouldn’t happened. Jughead held that place and always would. You always swore that Reggie was your first love and you didn’t feel this way with Jughead but Reggie couldn’t believe it. He was jealous and it wouldn’t go away.

“I love you”


“I love you too, I’ll see you after babe” Reggie said as he pecked your cheek and made his way pass to enter the student lounge where some of the players were meeting. He caught a glance of Jughead out of the corner of his eye but ignored him. He wouldn’t say anything as both of their friend groups were here.Trying to put his feelings at the bottom of his stomach away.

“Reggie man where have you been? We been waiting” Chuck spoke as Reggie appear in front of the players. Knowing full well where he was too

“Sorry got caught up with Y/N”

 “Dude” Chuck said as he put his arm on Reggie’s shoulder “You are so whipped for her man”

 “I am not” Reggie said as he shoved Chuck off of him. Letting all of his friend laugh around him as they all knew full well that he was. Reggie grumble something under his breath as he waited for the boy to shut up.

 “Guys that’s enough” Reggie complained as he sank farther down into the couch trying to hide as his embarrassing friends were causing people to look over.

 “Man have you seen Y/N eyes? Aren’t they just amazing” One of Reggie teammate mocked as they all continue to tease the boy. The hearing of your name cause Jughead to look over at the group. You still held a place in Jug’s heart whether he wanted to admit it or not. He needed to make sure that they weren’t making fun of you and you weren’t just another person for the book.

 “You alright Jughead?” Archie asked as he looked at him trying to see what he was looking at.

 “Fine” He mumbled

 “Hey Jughead” Chuck shouted from across the room. Catching everyone’s attention in the room now. Jughead looked up to meet the eye of the captain and the rest of his team. Reggie glared at Chuck but then to Jughead wondering what Chuck wanted with the boy.

 “I got something to ask you” Jughead nodded not fully knowing how to respond since it was Chuck. “See Reggie here is pretty whipped for that girl of his but I want to know why? Got any insight? After all you were her first fuck”

 Reggie pulled Chuck down from his spot as fire burned in his eyes

 “Watch it would you. You’re talking about my girlfriend remember that” Reggie didn’t want to cause a scene with his friend but he also wasn’t going to let Chuck talk about you like that either. He wasn’t the only one who thought that as Jughead quickly got up from his spot making his way towards the man. Only to be stopped by Archie who stood in the way.

 “Woah there Jughead, don’t start something” Archie said trying to calm his friend knowing how he still felt.

 “Listen to your friend there buddy shouldn’t start something you can’t finish” Chuck said with a laugh.

 “You’re just going to allow this?” Jughead let out still glaring at Chuck.

 “Dude chill their only joking” Reggie spoke, he knew that Jughead was talking to him. Maybe you couldn’t see it but Reggie knew that Jughead still loved you with everything he had. Jughead rolled his eyes at Reggie not liking his answer.

 “She your girlfriend”

 “You’re right she my girlfriend, not yours so back off. I can handle it which I already did. I don’t need your input. I got it covered” Reggie said as he stood from his spot making his way to the small boy. Jughead didn’t speak just looked into Reggie’s eyes which was enough for him. He could tell by the look in his eyes that he wasn’t happy with the comment either but knew how to handle it and that wasn’t going to happen in school of all places.

 Heads turned as the door opened, in walking was you. You looked around the room catching the sight of the boys all stood up by each other in the middle of the room. Not missing how everyone else’s eyes were on you.

 “Everything alright here?” You asked as you made your way to the middle by Reggie.He wrapped his arm around your waist pulling you close to him. Jughead felt a sense of pain where Reggie felt proud.

 “Everything is fine babe just talking to Archie about some football stuff” Reggie explained. You nodded your head not fully convinced. People started to turned the head away knowing that the fight they wanted to happen wasn’t going to now that you were here.

 “Ready to go then?” You asked. Reggie looked at Chuck who nodded his head.

 “Yeah come on let’s go” Reggie grabbed your hand as you made your way out together. Smiling as you told him about your day and for the first time it wasn’t Reggie who envy Jughead it was the other way around. Reggie loved you but so did Jughead. Jughead knew that just because he was your first didn’t mean that he was also going to be your last.

I Thought You Were... Different

Originally posted by edsgazebos

Anonymous Requested: Ahh! I love ur writing so friggin much, can I request a Richie tozier x reader?? Plot doesn’t even matter I just need more of my trash boy in my life
+ Can I get a Richie x female reader where they are older (like 15 or 16) and Richie is kinda like how you described him to be in IWR but his whole cool facade completely changes when he’s around the reader? Maybe she’s like new to school and hears all about how cool and bada** this Richie kid is but when they cross paths she doesn’t see what they’re talking about bc he’s just awestruck by readers beauty and somewhat (and I mean very little) innocence. Idk this just popped in my head😂😂

Pairing: Richie x Reader

Warnings: none.


When you’d come to the small down of Terry, word spread fast. You heard many different things about many different people, but one name you kept here was Richie Tozier. For one thing, you’d heard he was suppose to be some kind of cool, natural, really good talker. But when you’d met him, he was the complete opposite.

For someone who was suppose to be good with his words and a smooth-talker, he sure just… wasn’t. When you’d met him for the first time, he’d been with a few of his friends, Stan and Eddie you believed; and while you had a wonderful chat with them, he’d spent the majority of the time staring at you. When he finally decided to say something to you, he mumbled a word you couldn’t even make out.

“Richie!” You called, jumping on the back of him. He stumbled forward, gasping out in shock as Bill laughed before you. “Who in the world…” Once you fell back on to your own feet, Richie turned around from his positioned leant on the locker. You watched as his face fell from the teasing smirk he held to a dumbfounded expression, holding back a giggle.

“Y-Y/N.”

“Bill.” You greeted, smiling Bill’s way with a grin. “You guts ready for that chemistry test?” You asked, looking at the both of them.

Bill groaned, “n-no.” He shook his head, “I sh-should get going. Got a lot of studying.” Bill clarified, gesturing behind him, you nodded, offering a short wave before taking his spot in front of Richie who still hadn’t said a word. You let a smirk slip over your features, watching as his eyes stayed focused on your own and a gentle blush grew on his cheeks.

“Richie.” You called, gaining no response. “Richie. Earth to Richie.” 

“Huh.” He blinked, shaking his head. You watched with a gentle smile as the curls on his head bounced with his movement. Biting your lip, you raised your hand to brush a stand that had fallen on his face. Richie took a deep intake, the blush growing heavier. “You’re not what I expected, Richie Tozier.”

“W-What do you mean?”

“You sound like Bill, you know.” You teased, poking him. “Hey, I should get going as well.” You went to turn away but Richie reached out to grab your wrist, pulling you back so you stumbled forward. Before you knew it, Richie’s rough lips were pressed against yours. You gasped into the kiss, freezing upon the contact before leaning into it.

“Woah…” You mumbled, blushing from the staring eyes around you. “Yeah, totally not what I expected Richie.”

“Is it a good ‘not expected’?” Richie smirked, and you bit your lip. You’d seen Richie act like a fool many times, a stuttering, blushing mess but you’d never the cool, relaxed Richie. Shy Richie was cute, but cool Richie was hot.

“Yeah.” You smiled; “definitely good.”