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Things the Hogwarts Houses say

(loosely based on conversations I’ve had/overheard)

Hufflepuff -

  • “If you don’t start singing along to High School Musical with me in under 30 seconds you will no longer be my best friend" 
  •  "I swear on my chicken nuggets-”
  • “Yes I made that joke up by my self - no it’s not from Spongebob Squarepants how dARE YOU-”
  • “Speaking of Spongebob can we just take a few moments to discuss how much of a masterpiece that first movie was please”
  • “Ah yes, it’s 3 in the morning, time to get emotional and tell all my friends how much I love them”
  • “You made me chocolate??? Oh my God I love you so much thank you I’ll have some right no - THIS HAS RAISINS IN IT YOU TRICKED ME
  • “Oh my God yeah I saw that movie, my favourite part was when - oh shit wait there’s this adorable kitten video I meant to show you last week and I completely forgot let me get it up on my phone”
  • “Sorry I’m late I was up all night watching those videos where kids get surprised with puppies”
  • “Are you awake? Great, let’s start planning our future homes together, I have a pinterest board ready”
  • “This is my favourite photo album! It’s full of photos of all the cats and dogs I’ve made friends with on my walks, I’ve even given them all names”
  • (crying) “Stop calling me emotional God damn it”

Ravenclaw -

  •  "Of course I remember you said you liked the colour red, you told me at like 1:35 am last year in May"
  • “What? Simplifying equations? No, I can’t help with that but I do know all the words to every Simpsons episode in the first 5 seasons if that helps"
  • “Sorry I really can’t go out today. No I’m fine, I’m just stressed I’m doing something important. I’m trying to memorise all the words to this documentary about frogs - What? Yes of course it’s important!”
  • “I discovered and fully analysed that meme 3 weeks ago, step up your game”
  • “What do you mean why do I have a folder full of strategic plans on how to succeed at animal crossing, that’s not weird?”
  • “Sir, I don’t mean to be rude but I’ve been doing my own research and you’re getting all of this wrong. Well yes I know I’m not the teacher here but - Yes, actually, I’d love to teach the class my self I’ve already made a lesson plan, thank you”
  • No, I won’t come and see Jurassic World with you. Because it’s completely unrealistic! Do you have any idea what dinosaurs are actually supposed to have sounded and looked like? Even adult velociraptors weren’t meant to be that b - OK you know what, I will come, but I’ll be pointing out every single problem to you. No, it’s too late, you already invited me. I’m buying our tickets right now, don’t move”
  • “You really think you can beat me at Mario Kart? I have spent YEARS studying this game and honing my skills, spending hours upon hours training until my hands cramp and even my tv is judging the amount of time I’ve spent playing and you think YOU can beat me? Let’s fucking go
  • “I think these guys think I want to murder them because I followed them home but it’s only because I overheard them talking about what would happen if Pokemon is real and I wanted to see how good their logic was”
  • “Shut up? Shut up? I haven’t shut up for 17 years and I’m not about to start now”
  • (crying) "I just want Shakespeare’s ghost to be proud of me”

Gryffindor - 

  • “I’d love to have a sleepover but it can only be when there’s a thunderstorm so we can dance in the rain, let me check the weather forecast”
  • “Did that bee just try and sting you? COME BACK HERE BEE YOU COWARD I’M GONNA FUCK YOU UP - wait shit no run”
  • "What did you say? Don’t touch it? Alright.” (touches it as soon as the person turns away) “Sucker”
  • “Whaaat? Someone wrote on the desk? No it wasn’t me I would never do th - My name was there? Well, I’m not the only one in the world with my na - My surname was there too? What are the chances?!”
  • “Help me I started saying lmao ironically and I can’t stop”
  • “Before you say anything it wasn’t me - unless it was something awesome then I definitely planned the whole thing”
  • Excuse me? They said what to you? … I have to go for a second, I just remembered something completely unrelated. No, no, I’m not taking this fork with me for any particular reason”
  • “Um, did you just tell me it’s impossible to sing along to a guitar solo? Stand back. Your mind is about to get blown”
  • “I am so not drunk! I’m completely drunk! … Wait shit I meant sober”
  • “I’M SO PROUD OF YOU AAAH LET ME HUG YOU! I’M NOT LETTING GO FOR THE NEXT 3 HOURS, GET COMFORTABLE BITCH”
  • “I bet I can stay up for longer than you - what no I’m not tired shut up - nO THAT WASN’T A YAWN I WAS JUST SHOWING YOU WHAT IT WOULD LOOK LIKE IF I WAS TIRED - SEE I DID IT AGAIN TOTALLY ON PURPO - ok fuck you I’m going to sleep”

Slytherin - 

  • “Oh my God, just tell me what you did already so I can start complaining”
  • “Sorry, I didn’t catch that. Did you say STOP saying fuck, or KEEP ON saying fuck?”
  • “Over your dead body? I was hoping you’d say that”
  • “If you even LOOK at them one more time I will take a stick as big as your ego and stick it right up your-”
  • “Don’t come near me or - OK fine, we can snuggle for exactly 15 minutes. I’m setting a timer now”
  • “Hey, I saw you posted a picture of us on instagram yesterday where my eyeliner isn’t completely straight? You’re gonna have to delete that, if anyone thinks my eyeliner isn’t drop dead perfect every day and that I’m not a literal make up goddess I’ll lose my reputation as the Regina George of the school”
  • “But keep the one where I’m wearing no make up so that all those bitches know I still kill it without trying”
  • “Oh come on, you know I’d never do anything to embarrass you! Speaking of which, that video I posted on youtube the other day of you falling down the flight of escalators in the shopping centre has reached over 1000 views”
  • “My dad told me tattoos were trashy so I got a giant tattoo saying ‘trashy’ on my back I’ll send you his reaction later”
  • “I’m not a sentimental person but if you touch my teddy bear I will turn you into a stuffed trophy to put next to him”
  • “What do you mean I look smug this is my normal face”
Snacks and Roses || Peter Parker Imagine

Paring: Peter Parker x reader

Word Count: 1607

Request: nah homie

A/N: i didn’t proof read it, I’m sorry. And sorry if you’re allergic to roses

Originally posted by fuckyeahtonystark

Y/N sat with Liz in the lunchroom , hearing their friends talking about Spider-Man once again. “He brings hope to the city. It’s like, we know that someone is looking out for us.” One of them said. Y/N thought about all the things the man has done for the city. I wonder if his life is good, if he’s happy in his real life, Y/N thought.

The topic was quickly changed when an announcement for Homecoming was made over the blaring intercom. “Students, don’t forget to buy your tickets for Homecoming next Friday.” The voice boomed, making all of the students start talking about the event.

Liz turned to Y/N, “So,” she said taking a bite from her food, “who are you going to the dance with?” All of their friends tuned in to what the two girls were saying.

Y/N shrugged her shoulders. She wanted to go with Peter Parker, the smartest kid at Midtown High, if she went in the first place. Homecoming is going to be crowded and loud, with a bunch of annoying kids. Y/N didn’t want that. “I don’t think I’m going, actually. I’m probably gonna spend my night watching TV or something.” Y/N said, shaking her head like it was nothing.

“But Y/N,” one of her friends said enthusiastically, “You have to go! Peter is probably going, you should too!” She nodded her head behind Y/N. Y/N looked behind her to see Peter and Ned eating their lunch a few tables away. But he’s going to be dancing and hanging out with a girl that isn’t me, she thought.

Y/N smiled, “As much as I would love to go with him, it’s not gonna happen. He’s probably taking a super pretty girl with him and he’ll have a blast. Just,” she trailed off, starting to get quieter,“just not with me.” Y/N sighed, slumping her shoulders. Liz looked over at her giving her a sympathetic smile. “If you don’t want to go, you don’t have to. It would be nice if you went though.”

Y/N returned the smile, “Thanks for understanding Liz.” Liz nodded her head, “Anytime.” She gave her attention back to her friends to hear the rest of their thoughts.

Peter Parker sat a few tables away, having the same conversation that Y/N was having. “Are you going to ask her to Homecoming?” Ned asked Peter looked at his friend as if he was crazy. “W-What? No. Never. I can barely form a sentence around her, let alone ask her out.” Peter said as he gazed down at his lap. He looked back up to her, admiring her from behind. Y/N turned around and Peter quickly looked away and muttered “Oh God.”

Ned looked confused at the teenager. Peter’s face was beet red, “I think she saw me. Oh God,oh God, she saw me staring at her man.”

Ned looked over at the girl who was now facing her friends talking. “I don’t think she did. Just breathe, she probably didn’t see. I mean you turned your head so fast that you might have whiplash.” He chuckled. Peter sighed, “Maybe you’re right.”

“Right about what?” Michelle asked as she reached the table with the two boys.

“Well, I asked Peter if he was asking Y/N to the dance and he started staring at her. She turned around and might’ve caught him.” Ned explained to the Michelle as she sat down. Peter hit Ned’s shoulder with the back of his hand, “Dude. Seriously?”

“What?” Ned asked, completely clueless at Peter’s new beacon of embarrassment. Before their bickering cold continue, Michelle started talking. “Actually, while I was walking over here, I heard that she wasn’t going. And I might’ve heard,” she stated trying to be dramatic, “that she was super bummed out that you were probably going with a different girl that isn’t her.”

Peter sat shocked. “You’re lying.” He said. There is no way that the girl he has had a crush on for years, is into him. Him of all people.

“I wouldn’t lie about true love, Parker.” Michelle replied, kind of mockingly.

“How are you going to ask her?” Ned asked. Peter was messing with the cuffs of her sleeves. “I-I don’t think I will.”

Ned looked shocked. “You have to. You finally have a chance to be with her.” Peter looked around, “I’m too scared. Besides, she said she didn’t want to go and I respect that.”

“Your loss,” Michelle said opening one of her books.

It was the Friday night of Homecoming and Y/N sat on her couch surrounded by her fluffy blankets, with a show paused on the TV screen and a water bottle in hand. She was on her phone talking to Liz, giving some advice for her outfit. “Should I wear the silver earrings I got for my birthday?” Liz asked. “Yeah, they match your dress very well.” Y/N replied, taking a sip of her drink.

“Y/N are you sure you don’t want to go? I might have an extra dress.” Liz asked, she didn’t want her friend to be alone while everyone else was having a blast.

“Yeah I’m sure. I’m fine with my TV shows and blankets. Go have fun!” Y/N stated, assuring the girl that everything would be fine. “You sure?” Liz asked, wanting to make sure her friend was okay.

“100%.” Y/N replied with a smile on her fave that she knew Liz couldn’t see. “Alright, I have to go. My date is here. If you need anything call me.” Liz said, while Y/N heard shuffling in the background. “See you later Ms. Allen.” Y/N said chuckling to herself. “You too.”

Y/N sat on the cuddled into her blankets as she clicked play on her TV remote. As soon as the show started, there was knock on the front door. Y/N was confused, was it Liz? She got up to answer the door.

Y/N opened the door, do just her body was seen. She was greeted with the smiling yet nervous face of Peter Parker, holding a bouquet of red roses with a backpack on his back and a couple grocery bags filled with chips, candy and other snacks. Y/N stood in front of him, lips parted slightly.

“P-Peter. What are you doing here?” She asked with wide eyes. Peter glanced down at his old shoes. “I heard that you were, uh,” he looked back up at her, “I heard you were spending the night in on-on Homecoming so, I wanted to join you. If that’s okay.” He stammered biting his bottom lip.

Y/N smiled widely, opening the door all the way. “Come on in.” If it was anyone else at the door, she would’ve probably made up an excuse. But it wasn’t anyone else, it was her crush. Peter smiled back. He walked through the door, waiting for her to indicate where he could go.

Y/N shut the door and moved to face him. Peter looked at the flowers in his hand, “These are f-for you.” He handed you the flowers.

The girl smiled, “Thanks Pete.” She called me Pete, was all he could think about as Y/N went to put the flowers in a vase. She quickly came back after putting the vase in a good spot.

“You can sit down Peter.” Y/N said as he followed her to the couch.

“Seems like you were having a real party, huh?” Peter said sarcastically with a small smile on his lips, seeing the TV and her blankets. “What gave it away?” Y/N replied back with the same amount of sarcasm.

“I brought food.” Peter emptied out the two grocery bags with the snacks onto the couch between the two of them. Y/N smiled. Tonight was going to be fun.

Peter turned and looked at the clock to see it was one in the morning. All night was spent with him and Y/N getting to know each other,cracking jokes, and watching bad late night TV shows. It was like they had known each other for their entire lives. She fell asleep a while ago, her head resting on Peter’s chest, with a blanket wrapped securely around the pair. He sat there, playing with her hair, glad that he skipped Homecoming. Peter sighed contently, looking back up at the TV which now had the news on. A robbery at fifth and third. “Shit,” he muttered, moving Y/N off of his chest and onto the couch.

He dashed out her front door with only his backpack in hand, with his Spider-Man suit inside.

Y/N woke up 10 the next morning still on the couch, with all the snacks from last night littering the floor. It was fun hanging out with Peter. She was kind of happy that she didn’t spend Homecoming alone. She searched for her phone to check the time. Once she found the device she saw a text from Peter.

Hey, sorry I had to leave. My Aunt called me and said that I had to go back home. Maybe we can do this again sometime at my place?

Y/N smiled at the text. Maybe I can get the guy of my dreams, she thought as she typed a reply.

Yeah, that’d be awesome.

Scumbag Aunt ripped off my Grandma for years, I put my nose in her business and had the IRS financially ruin her.

This is going to be long, so TL; DR; Aunt screwed over my Grandma for years, I put my nose in her business, got parents wise on the fraud and eventually reported her to the IRS. The long dick of the IRS bankrupted her and her husband and now they are destitute and too old to work. 


This happened about 5 years ago. My Grandma was getting old, late 80s/early 90s. She had one wish, to not die in a senior home. Easily done as my Grandpa sold some assets way back when, then invested the money and let it ride for 30+ years; he never touched it and collected a pension.

Way back when my Grandpa died, (about 10 years before this), my Grandma appointed my dad, this shitty aunt and my uncle as the Trustees of the trust. Basically the trusted advisors for her and her care for the foreseeable future. All was well in the beginning, then my dad (Willy) moved further away and couldn’t take care of the day to day upkeep as the Trustee and to see that my grandma was ok. My aunt (Rebecca) told her that she and my uncle (Fred, who lived in Arizona) could take over and all would be fine. It was fine for a while.

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request -  I LOVE YOU WRITINGS Can you PLEASE write a fic were peter takes his s/o on dates to the tops of buildings as spider man a lot to the point were people beging looking for spider-man girlfriend and pictures of them start showing up on websites and news broadcasts 

a/n - i’ve gotten multiple requests to write this kind of fic, and i hope it doesn’t disappoint and is a flop like me anyways don’t forget to request a fic if you’d like or follow! also peter looks like he’s listening to a pretty funky beat in the gif LMAOOOOO

The sun was setting over Queens after the clock struck seven in the evening. My back was pressed up against Peter’s chest, breathing in the view as he was holding me close by. His mask was in my lap as his chin rested on my shoulder, rocking me from side to side.

Sitting at the roof of a busy building in town was a bit of a risk, but somehow Peter and I were willing to make such an attempt. During times together like these, he would become so equipped and steady to grab him mask at any point and run off with me, keeping our affair a secret as best as he could.

I leaned back even more and look up at his face, only being able to see his cheeks. I chuckled as he looked down, pressing a kiss on my lips as a smile melted onto his face as well. Our hearts were both jumping from mile to mile until Peter broke the kiss, putting his mask on within a second.

“What happened?” I asked while he put my hood up.

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Not So Picture Perfect || Kian Lawley Imagine (Requested)

“Literally all I want to do is go home. I really don’t want to be here,” I told Callie as I worked on the gym elliptical.

“What, why? You love the gym. What’s wrong?”

“Kian flies out with Jc and Dom today for the second half of the tour and won’t be back for 3 weeks.”

“Okay, I know you love him, but it’s only 3 ½ weeks. They will fly by, especially with Maya’s birthday party and Ricky’s “I Hit One Million” Bash.”

Even though I hate to admit it, she was right. It’s just 3 lousy weeks and with the technology we have today, it will be like he never left. 

“Fuck, you’re right. Did you know I hate that about you?”

“Yeah and I love you too, beyotch. Call me later, okay?”

“Alright, bye.”

I finished my 90 minute workout and headed home to see Kian for the last few hours. I grabbed my gym bag and unlocked the door to see Kian’s suitcases against the wall. I let out a sigh and called out to him.

“I’ll be there in a sec!” he yelled back. When he came into my view, I saw that he was on the phone.

“Yeah, Dude. I’ll be there in about an hour. Okay. Bye”

I gave him a confused look,”I thought your flight was at 10 tonight.”

“It was, but there was a screw up with the airline and our flight is 4:40 now.” I looked at the clock behind him and it read 1:27 pm.

“So that means you have to leave now,” I said defeated.

“Yeah, I’m sorry Baby.”

“No it’s fine, it’s not your fault. Did you need me to drive you?”

“I don’t need you to, but I definitely want you to,” he said as he embraced me. 

I helped him load his bags into the car and hopped in. I couldn’t help but think that i wouldn’t have moments like this for 3 fucking weeks. I hated it, but Kian loves his fans and would do anything for them. I would never stand between that.

After what seemed like the shortest ride in history, we pulled up to his terminal. Jc and Dom were already out there waiting for us and I helped unload Kian’s things. We stood there for what felt like forever, just holding each other.

“Ugh, ew! Come on already, Vitaly’s inside!” JC whined beside us. Kian and I decided to gross him out even more and started tongue battling each other.

“God! Didn’t you guys do enough of that before he left?!” asked Dom.

“We actually didn’t,” I said to Kian, looking kind of amused. 

“Well this is going to be one uncomfortable flight,” he joked.

“Speaking of flight, we gotta catch ours!” JC said.

“Fuuuck, I don’t want you to leave.”

“I know, but I’ll be back soon, okay.”

“Okay, have fun.”

“I will, I’ll call you when we land,” he said running into the airport.

“I’ll be waiting,” I said to myself.

When I arrived back to our place I was finally able to take a well needed shower. When I was done, I ordered food off of Postmates and caught up on ‘Are You The One?’ I really hated being here without Kian, but I had to remind myself that I did it during the first half and was (somewhat) fine.

My phone started to ring and I got excited when I saw that it was Kian calling.

“Hello?” 

“Hey, Baby. How are you?”

“Lonely. How was the flight?”

“Pretty good. Some kid threw up though, which made Dom almost throw up.”

“Ew, but kinda awesome, haha.” Our conversation didn’t last long due to the fact that he had a long day tomorrow and it was late where he was.

I decided that it was time for me to go to bed as well and try to not be so bleh.

The next few days were getting easier and easier. Almost two weeks have already passed and Maya’s birthday party was a great distraction. I hear from Kian every night and every night I miss him more. Tonight is Ricky’s bash and I’m really excited. I took me like 4 hours to get ready, but I was almost done. I was applying the last bit of makeup when my phone buzzed. 

I heard Callie come in and we naturally had to capture this moment. 

That night was complete blast. I can’t stress how proud I am of Ricky T for reaching over one million youtube subscribers. Callie and I finally got back to my place and I was about to take a shower when my phone started to ring.

“Hey, I saw your Snap. You look beautiful, how was the party?”

“It was really fun, but tiring. How’s the tour going?”

“It’s good! The fans are amazing, the closer I get to coming home, the more anxious I get to be with you.”

“*Sigh* I can’t wait for you to come back.”

“I know me either, but I’ll let you get some rest and I’ll do the same. Sweet dreams, Babe.”

“You too, Kian. Good night.”

The next few days were quite boring, but Kian comes home in a little over a week and I’m so happy! I had been trying to reach him for the last few hours now, but he wasn’t picking up. I finally gave up on him and tried calling JC, but it was too loud to hold a conversation. My last resort was Vitaly who evidently was asleep and didn’t know anything.

I realized that this was the first night Kian hadn’t called me and I got a sort of uneasy feeling in my stomach. I quickly shook it off and decided to go to bed. 

It was about 7:15 am when I was woken up by the constant vibration of my phone. After about 2 solid minutes, I groggily turn over and check what it is. I see that it is a bunch of Twitter notifications and I decided to open them. I see an assload of pictures of Jc with some random girl wither ass out, but that’s when I see it.

“What the fuck?” I say to myself as I read the tweets. I feel my heart drop as I see my boyfriend cradling another girl’s ass. I immediately decide to call him and of course it goes straight to voicemail. 

Over the course of the next 9 days, I didn’t leave the house. Ricky and Callie came over to keep me company, but I just wanted to be alone. Kian tried calling every 5 minutes, except when he was on stage, but I ignored all of them. Even the rest of the boys were trying to contact me, but I only talked to Vitally since he wasn’t there that night. He tried to get me to talk about it, but knowing that he would relay it all to Kian, I just changed the subject. 

So many people were talking about what happened, even Kian’s ex Andrea. All I could do at this point is cry and look at old photos of Kian and I. 

Kian comes back tomorrow and I had to make a hasty decision. I was in the middle of my thoughts when my phone vibrated over and over again. I thought I shut that fucker off. I go look at it and I see it is the man of the hour once again.

I can’t help but smile a little bit as I cry even harder now. Is it worth letting go? Is it worth staying? Then he said it. 

Those words made my decision so much easier.

SKAM S04E05 Clip 1 - Done Nothing Wrong

MOM: Where have you been all night?

ELIAS: I slept over at Yousef’s place
MOM: Yousef?
ELIAS: Yeah.
MOM: I saw Yousef with Sana outside last night.
ELIAS: Mom, I’m twenty years old, I can stay out, oh my God.
MOM: Don’t «oh my God» me. Hello?
ELIAS:  I’m completely honest.
MOM: Why didn’t you tell us? Why didn’t you call?
ELIAS: My phone died. I haven’t done anything wrong!
MOM: Where were you tonight?
ELIAS: I don’t understand you.
MOM: You don’t need to understand me. Elias, tell me where you’ve been tonight.
ELIAS: What do you want now mom?
MOM: I want to know where you’ve been. It’s very simple. As long as you live in this house, you follow our rules.
ELIAS: Oh my-
MOM: That’s that! And you know very well you have a sister who’s seventeen years old. You’re a role model for her.
ELIAS: Why are you bringing her into this? She’ll be eighteen in a few months.
MOM: Yeah?
ELIAS: She can take care of herself now!
MOM: Yeah, but listen. I’m not.. I know she’s grown up, but I don’t like her and Yousef spending so much time together. Is there something between them?
ELIAS: Don’t ask me! You have to aks her about that.
MOM: Sana said to me she just met Yousef by chance outside.
ELIAS: Yeah! If she said so, you have to trust her. You have to stop being so skeptical and start trusting your children.

anonymous asked:

How did you and chey meet?

Well we went to high school together. We weren’t close or anything but we knew of each other and always saw each other. I remember exactly where her locker was and I remember purposely walking down that hallway just to see her. I thought she was so fucking beautiful. She was just one of those girls in high school who was friends with absolutely everybody. There literally wasn’t one person who didn’t like her.
2 years later/ on my nieces birthday of 2017 I had planned to go to Disney (that’s in orlando) with my whole family, which was about 2 hours away. The day of , i wasn’t feeling good and almost didn’t go. Thank god I did.
On my way to Disney a couple friends from where I live texted me asking if I wanted to go out to a club in orlando. I told them yes since I’d already be there and just to pick me up on their way to the club. What’s weird though is that , if you know me you know I’m not the type to just make plans like that randomly. My family had to trust me as they left to go back home (again 2 hours away) and dropped me off at some mall where I was waiting by myself, not to mention for me it was in the middle of no where. I was seconds away from telling my friends never mind because I didn’t feel like having to deal with that situation in case something happened and they didn’t get me and I would’ve been stranded 2 hours away with no car. But something , AND I KID YOU NOT I PUT THIS ON MY LIFE, something was telling me “what if you’re suppose to meet somebody tonight, just go and have fun.” I don’t really like clubs for the most part but something was really making me feel like I needed to go.
The start of the night/ my friends pick me up and we get to the club; we’re all shit faced by that time we got there. Later on in the night I look to my left and see Cheyanne Taylor walk in. Red body suit, black shirt, laced up sandals. Not to forget, she lives where I live, but for some reason we both ended up at the same club at the same time in the middle of nowhere. I looked at her rolled my eyes , smiling , and looked away. The feeling I got when I saw her is something I wish I could put in words. I’ve always thought she was so fucking beautiful and loved the way she presented herself but never would I have guessed she would’ve said anything to me. She comes over, the night goes on, she kisses me and after that it was just set. The rest of the night it was all my attention on her, nobody else in the club. I swear to god I fell in love with her that night. I knew she was it. I’ve never gotten that feeling before, I just knewwwww it was something different. The night later ended.
The next morning/ i remember waking up SOOO upset because I just figured what happened with her last night was a one night thing (of course being single you go out meet people, get drunk, hook up, and that be the end of it) but the feeling I got when we kissed that night, was so different than anybody else I’ve just kissed being drunk. I remember telling all my friends the day after, “yep I’m going to marry her.” I literally would feel my heart stop when I saw her name on my phone but I never knew what to say and I didn’t want to mess up so I just didn’t answer and if I did it would be hours later. With that said, we hardly texted at all but the following weekend came. We met up Friday night, January 20th and since then we haven’t slept one day apart.
I’ve never felt this way about somebody.. the fact that we were both 2 hours away from where we live, the same night, the same spot in the same place… things happen for a reason. She’s my reason.

orgasms and dildos C.H

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warning: smut

word count: 2000+

summary: y/n can’t orgasm no matter what you and Calum do so after convincing Calum gets you off with a vibrator and dildo.

requested?: yes, sorry if it sucked @lukeasfuck i tried 😊. This is my first request and I enjoyed writing it so feel free to request any smut ideas you might have. I’m pretty open to all suggestions 😉.

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The Premiere (Part 1/2)

*look at my man* 


Word Count : 1.42K words

Pairing : Harry Styles X Reader


Y/N’s POV

I am so excited for tonight, it was Harry, my best friend’s first movie’s first premiere. I am currently in a car with Anne and Gemma on our way to the red carpet.

“I’m so happy dear that you made it ! Harry will be ecstatic.” Anne gushed.

“Ofcourse Anne, I wouldn’t have missed it for the world, he’s my bestest friend after all.”  I said smiling widely.

“He’s just texted me and said he’s a bit sad you wouldn’t make it there.” Gemma winked at me.

“You didn’t tell him?” Anne asked curiously.

“Nope, wanted to surprise him.” I said before joining to giggle with them.

It’s been months since I last saw him, he’ll be very surprised.


Harry’s POV

I was tucking at my hair constantly, I am THAT nervous.

“H, stop it, you’re ruining the hairstyle.” Lou shook her head.

“Sorry, I am just so nervous, what if I trip over what if I stammer during interview, what if-” 

“Stop it mate, you’ll be just fine.” Fionn assured me.

I gave him a small smile. 

Fionn Whitehead. One of my cast mates for the film, I bonded with him quickly and we became very good friends during our shooting session.

“Aren’t you nervous, mate?” I slightly chuckled at him. It was his first film too.

“Oh trust me I am, but I’m trying to contain the nervousness. Perks of being an actor eh?” He winked.

I just laughed. I checked my phone, the groupchat with the boys were filled with them wishing me good luck and being sorry they couldn’t make it there. I became sad a bit, but they promised we will have a celebratory dinner soon in a few weeks, so they’re forgiven. 

I quickly replied them back and opened my chat box with Y/N. She won’t be able to attend as well, she said to me last night. I sighed and locked my phone. I wish she was here with me. 


*few hours later* 

Y/N’s POV

“Okay we’re here.” The driver said informed as we reached the venue.

The crowd was amazing, I saw few casts talking with interviewers, few of them taking pictures with fans. There were clicking sounds of camera, overall it was a beautiful scenario. 

I was trying to spot Harry, maybe he didn’t arrive yet.

“He’s just texted me saying he’ll be here in 20 minutes.” Gemma said to me.

I nodded and began walking with them.

“Y/N !! Is that you?” I heard Fionn calling me.

“Fionn !! How are you? Been ages !” I smiled widely at him and hugged him.

“Yeah it’s been awhile, you look stunning.” He said flashing me a smile.

“Why thank you, you look good as well.” I replied smiling.

“Anne !! Gem !! It’s so good to see you guys again.” He said hugging them both.

“Oh dear, how are you? You look so handsome.” Anne said hugging Fionn back.

“Thank you, let’s go over there, it’s less noisy there.” Fionn said pointing towards a less crowded area.

We all agreed and walked with him.

The cheering of the crowd increased and that’s when I saw him. He had a big smile on his face, as he began waving towards the fans and looked really handsome.

Yeah I’m in love with my bestfriend but didn’t say anything yet because I was afraid it’ll ruin our friendship. Cliché, I know.

He didn’t notice us yet, he was held by interviewers and he confidently answered them, he was all smiley and it made me so happy to see him this happy. 

He finally spotted us, when his eyes met mine he was shocked and completely surprised. I stuck my tongue out at him, he chuckled and began quickly coming towards us.

“You guys made it.” He said hugging us three all at once, then hugging his mom again properly and giving her a kiss on her cheek.

“You said you weren’t coming?” He asked me smiling so wide I was sure it must hurt.

“Surprise H !!” I said chuckling. 

“Best surprise ever.” He said hugging me again.

“Harry, we need to go, there’s a ton load of interview to finish, let’s make it quick.” Fionn said.

“Yeah, okay, bye ladies, see you in a bit.” He said before following Fionn.


The movie was incredible, everyone involved did an amazing job. I was so proud of all of them, especially my bestfriend.

“H, I’m so proud of you.” I said after the movie was over.

“Thank you.” He said smiling.

It was time to go to the after party, Anne and Gem wanted to call it a night and head towards Harry’s home.

I stayed back.

The party was huge and cheerful. 

“You alright?” Harry asked me.

“I’m good.” I nodded.

“You stay here, I will bring drinks for us okay?” Harry said to me before placing a kiss on my forehead, and then left.

I was scrolling through my phone and suddenly someone tapped on my shoulder.

“Fionn, you scared me!” I said chuckling.

“Sorry, why are you here all alone? Come with me, let’s have a drink.” He said.

“I’m waiting for H, actually, he’s bringing drinks for both of us.” I said smiling.

“Ah I see, so have you told him yet?” He asked.

:Told him what?” I replied back confusedly.

“Oh c’mon Y/N, you think I don’t know you like him? More than friends?” 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

“He likes you too, you both are so obvious.” He said chuckling.

“He doesn’t, if he did he would’ve asked me out already.” I mumbled.

“He’s scared to ask you, he told me he has a crush on you, a long time ago.” He winked.

“What? Really?” I asked, shocked.

“It’s surprising you haven’t figured it out yet.” He said rolling his eyes playfully.

“Oh wow.” 

“Yeah, wow. He’s only told me but everyone in the set figured out and teased him a lot. Lad’s got a tough time.” He said laughing at the memory.

We joked around for a bit, then talked about which scene he enjoyed acting most.

After few more minutes Harry came back. He looked a bit off mood.

“Hey Harry, you okay?” I asked.

“Yeah, yeah I-I’m fine.” He forced a smile.

“You guys I gotta go, talk to you later.” Fionn said leaving us both.

“Harry, you seem.. a bit down, are you feeling sick?” I asked concerned.

“I’m fine, Y/N.” He snapped at me.

“Okay, okay calm down.” I said. Then Tom approached us. We began talking with him and soon Harry left to get a refill.

I began talking with Lou, we’ve got lot of catching up to do. I was having a great time. But I realised something, Harry wasn’t enjoying at all, he kept a straight face and was so far away from me. Throughout the whole night, Harry kept ignoring me, talking with anyone but me.  

It was soon time to leave, only then Harry came towards me to inform we’re leaving.

We were walking towards his car, thankfully no fans or paparazzi were on sight.

He began to drive the car. The car was filled with awkward tension.

“Harry, what happened? Are you upset with me?” I asked, tears beginning to form in my eyes.

“I-I just,” He started but shook his head.

“What? You can tell me anything Harry, you know that.” I said gently.

He looked towards me with sad eyes and asked me, “do you like Fionn?”

“Wait, what?” I asked shocked.

“You heard me, are you in love with Fionn?” He said coldly.

“Whoa, Harry what the hell are you saying?” I shut him up.

“Oh I don’t I go to bar to get us drinks and come back seeing you flirting with Fionn. He was making you laugh so hard, why do you love him?” He ranted.

“What the hell Harry? We are just friends, and you have no right to talk with me with that tone.” I said slightly raising my voice.

“Just friends, sure.” He scoffed bitterly.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” 

“Admit it you like him.” 

“I DON’T LIKE HIM, I LOVE YOU, YOU MORON.” I yelled.

He stopped the car.

“What..wha-” he began.

“How dare you speak with me like that?” I snapped at him.

“Y/N, I’m sorry, I though-” He began but I was already making my way out of his car and began walking.

“Y/N, WAIT, PLEASE WAIT.” He called after me.

I ignored him and started walking. 


A/N: ohh cliff hanger, will post part 2 on Sunday!

The Scruff

Pairing: Dylan O’Brien x Reader

Author: @ninja-stiles

Words: 1267

Author’s Note: So, I wrote this the other night because I saw a picture of scruffy Dylan and I melted. Here it is! I hope you enjoy! Thanks again to my lovely babe @lovelydob for proofreading this for me!!


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“Duchess!” Ernest called out as he walked through the dark forest, he knew he saw her head in that direction. “Cordelia! We need to get home girl!”

No answer came from the dark woods surrounding him. Ernest felt a slight chill come over him, this place was already weird at day, it was completely nerve wreking at night.

He fished out his phone, dailing the last number he called. “Sup?” Lucien asked as he answered the phone immediately, Ernest sometimes wonders if he has some kind of psychic ability that tells him when he’s calling ahead in time.

“I’m alone in a dark forest searching for my dog and probably will get lost.” He said and there is a small pause at the other end before Ernest could hear rustelling, “Where are you at?” Lucien asked and Ernest smiles, “You don’t need to look for me, I’m just calling to keep myself sane, also so people have a lead if I don’t come home tonight.” He meant the last part jokenly but it probably didn’t help that his voice was shaking. He really didn’t do well with scary stuff.

“It’s the one near the playground, right?” Lucien asked, Ernest could tell it was a losing fight. “Yeah, I- Shoot.”

“What?”

“I think I heared…crying.” Ernest whispered, and sure enough he heared it again, it was small sobing sounds and sniffs. Ernest felt his entire body revolt in terror.

“…you’re messing with me.” Lucien answered, he sounded uneasy, this whole situation probably freaked him out too"I wish I was.“ Ernest said truthfully, but the sobing got stronger, it sounded like a woman, or a child, Ernest couldn’t tell, but he had to sit through enough horror movies with Carmensita and Lucien to know where that was going.

Suddenly there was another sound, soft familiar wining sounds Ernest would recognize any day, “I hear Duchess! I think she is somewhere near where the crying is coming from.”

“Dude, are you insane?! Get out of there and call the police or something!” Lucien scolded him but Ernest ignored him. “Dude what if she’s hurt? I’m not leaving her hear with some horror movie thing going on! I’m hanging up!”

“Wha-?! Ernest-!”

He ended the call, using his phone as a flashlight as he navigated through the dark woods, the sobs were getting closer, getting louder, Ernest swallowed but continued walking, trying to listen for his dog. The more he walked the more it became clear to him that the sobs and Duchess small wines came from the same place.

Whatever it was that was lurking out there, it had his dog.

Ernest slowly got closer, approaching the sound, scared of what might be waiting for him. His heart was beating hard enough to hear, his palms were sweaty, causing his phone to almost drop several times. He felt the cold forest wind brush his face as the the branches moved with it, swinging almost threatingly at him, as if they wanted to grab him.

Ernest swallows hard, his throat was dry. He was so scared. He was so mean to his dad before he left to go on a walk with Duchess, what if that’s the last time he ever talked to him? He felt like crying himself now but knew that he couldn’t turn back now, Duchess was in danger.

He froze when he saw it.

A small hunched over figure was sitting one the ground, sobing and crying. Ernest could make out a mop of light hair burried within the figure’s arms. Ernest felt his air cut off as he stumbled backwards in pure fear.

Ernest stepped on a branch and the figures head snaped upwards, in his shock Ernest lost his footing, landing on his ass. He scrabled backwards as the moonlight broke through the cloudy sky, illuminating that part of the forest through the small holes in the tree crowns, Ernest took a deep breath as he stared in the figure’s face and realized…..

That said was a normal human child. One he knew even.

He locked eyes with the younger boy, staring at blood shot puffy blue eyes, as suddenly something rough and wet bruched over his face. “Duchess!” He exclaimed as the dog kissed his face affectionatly before trotting over to the small boy, letting him burry his face in her fur.

How the hell didn’t he see her earlier?

Ernest was breathing heavily as he came down from the adrenaline rush. He was still panting when he reached for his phone and dailed Lucien’s number again.

“What happened!? Are you okay?! Where are you?!” Was the immediate response he got. “Y-yeah, I’m fine. I found Duchess.” He reasured the other teen, “Just. Can you tell your dad to call the Christiansens? I found their son.”

“You what?!”

“I found Chris, he was the one crying- Look, let me handle this, just let them know he’s alright and that I will bring him soon.” He said and after a short pause he heared Lucien sigh, “Okay, I-I will tell Dad to call Mary. Just…don’t scare me like that again.” Ernest felt his heart sink at the other’s tone, he must really have been worrying.

“I will call you when I get home, I promise.”

“If you aren’t home in an hour I will go and search for you!”

Ernest smiled, “Okay.” he said softly before ending the call, he felt warm, despite the cold night air.

He looked over to Chris and the warm feeling was gone. “Hey Hermano,” he said softly as he approached the 10 year old, “What are you doing out here? Are you lost? Did you hurt your leg?”

The other boy stared at him blankly, it didn’t have the desired effect with the tears still streaming down his face though. “Stop acting nice, it’s weird.” He said and Ernest chuckled, “Fair enough.” He said as he sat down next to Chris, petting the Duchess behind her ear on the spot she loved so much.

“Seriously though dude. What’s going on?” Chris hesitated a while longer, but eventually he started to speak. “We found out dad cheated. *Again*.” Ouch.
Ernest gave the boy a concerned look as he wrapped his arm around him.

Ernest knew about the rumors regarding Joseph’s yacht. It was one of the reasons why he dispised the guy, he knew stuff like this could rip families apart and ruine lives. Having children involved makes the whole thing just even worse.

“I think they will get a divorce this time.” Double ouch.

“And you came out here because you didn’t want them to see you cry?” Chris nods and Ernest squeezed his shoulder, this sounded a bit too familiar for him honestly.
“I ran away when my parents first talked about getting divorced too.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, you know that hollow tree near the field? I hid there for 8 hours until Lucien found me and dragged me home.” Ernest didn’t like that memory, the only good thing about it was him staying at Lucien’s over night.

“Did you cry too?” Chris looked smaller, almost ashamed.

Well that settled it. He was adopting him.

“I did. A lot actually.” He admitted, “Christie and Christian are probably crying too. Am I a bad big brother?” Okay, ouch, that was a heartbreaker.

“Of course you aren’t. Chris you are 10, stuff like this hurts, it’s normal to want to get away from it for a bit. That doesn’t mean you are a bad brother.” He reasured the younger boy. Chris stayed silent and Ernest fished out his phone again, telling Lucien it might take a bit longer.

“I don’t want them to get divorced.” Chris admitted shortly after, Ernest rubbed soothing circles onto his back. “I know hermano,” he sayed, carefully thinking about what he would say next, “Nobody wants for their parents to separate, but sometimes it’s the best option.”

“Why?”

“Because…sometimes they won’t ever really be happy otherwise.” He remembered how bad things were when they were still together, how little his dad smiled. Chris stared at him before leaning his head on his shoulder. “Is it my fault? Are they unhappy because I’m different?”


“No, no, of course not. Sometimes things just don’t work out between adults. That’s all.”

“Is dad a bad person?”

“I don’t know. Do you think he is?”

“He cheated.”

“Sometimes people do bad things, but that doesn’t make them bad people automatically.” Ernest looked back on the past couple of years. He knew a lot of the things he did weren’t okay and that a lot did hurt his dad.
Chris stared at him, clearly confused, “Sometimes you do these things because you are scared or you don’t think you have an alternative.”

Chris seemed to think his words over, “I don’t think he’s a bad person.” He admitted and Ernest smiled, “Then who am I to tell you otherwise? Come on, we should go home. Your parents are probably worried sick.”

“I can’t.”

“Chris, I promise-”

“I scraped my knee, I can’t walk.”

“Oh.”

He hunched down so the younger kid could climb on his back, “Okay, you’re driving Ernest express home then.” He declared as he readjusted the wight on his back. That actually earned him a chuckle, “Did I just make you laugh?”

“No.”

“Hm, could have fooled me.”

Duchess barked happily as she leaded their way home, “Ernest.” Chris said and the older boy paused. “You are weird, but in a good way.” Ernest felt a smile tug on his face as he hurried out of the woods, making sure to not shake Chris too hard. “Also thank you.”

“Anytime Hermano.”

Dr. Spencer Reid

Originally posted by dicaprio-diaries

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Spencer gets handsy. A swear or two

Summary: You’ve had the biggest crush on the shy doctor since you first laid eyes on him, but you never imagined that he could feel the same way. Everything comes to light when you two have to stay behind one night and finish some files.- Heather @livingthefand0mlife

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Reader’s POV

Two times, it’s been twice that he has licked those deliciously pink lips of his. Twice in the past five minutes that I have stared longingly at the lips, I so wished to taste. I think that they probably taste like coffee, more sugar than coffee if we are being honest. It’s so easy to get lost when staring at him, he’s almost too handsome to be real. 

“Y/N? Y/N, do you need something?” His voice startled me and pulled me back to reality. The reality where I didn’t get to kiss him and he didn’t know about my strong feelings for him. “You were staring like you had something to say.”  If I didn’t know any better I’d say that there was a faint blush dusting his cheeks. 

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Detention [Zack Taylor x Reader]

Request: Hi do you think you can write something where the reader meets zack in detention and she wasn’t the biggest fan of zack at first but they start to talk get to know each other a little and eventually make plans to hang out Outside of detention and the reader starts to realize she may have a bit of a crush on him

Word Count: 3,277 (idk how this became so long…)

A/N: Hello Darkness my Old Friend. I feel like the pacing could have been better. And also I feel like I could have written Zack better. Because of the way this ended, I would not mind writing a squeal for it. If you all wanted one of course!

Tag List: @zacktxylor@weasleygirl7@themorphinggrid

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Meeting In Secret // Kol Mikaelson // requested

Request - kol mikaelson imagine where the reader is damon and stefans sister and they sneak out to see each other and one day elena catches them and tells damon nd they all turn against her and then when Jeremy kills him she tries to kill him and maybeyou can  use a lot of gifs too ???? sorry if its so long lol

Thinking about turning this into a 2 part so I can make it as detailed as possible!!

Requests are open. xx

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Originally posted by skylerlockerbie


“Goodnight Stefan!” I yelled from my place on the stairs.

In less than a second he appeared at the bottom.

“Are you feeling okay? The past few nights you’ve been going to bed so early.” My older brother spoke, concern on his face.

“Yeah I’m fine. Just.. trying to avoid this town’s never ending drama.” I joked lightly.

He smiled and nodded his head, “goodnight.”

I turned around and made my way to my room. My brother’s were always very protective over me. Even when we were human. Now, even though I’m almost as old as they are, they still treat me like I’m some precious thing. Not to be touched.

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PSA to aphobes or whatever you idiots call yourselves.

Apparently “pee your pants” is a significant thing going around tumblr now, but because I follow a lot of ace discourse blogs (look, I know, I like to torture myself), I see it mostly used in the “exclusionist” community when they have no rebuttal for an argument.

Anyways, I just want to tell my story. When I was working at this Asian restaurant for a part time summer job last year, my co-worker bailed on me. I was the host that night, right? And an 8-top came in while I was on the phone. Right in front of me they just kept talking and talking while I put the person on the phone.
You probably saw where this is going, but I literally did it. Right then and there I pissed my pants. You guys are probably laughing at it, but it was mortifying. I had to grab one of our menu boards and put it in front of my short shorts and walk quietly around.
The entire situation was mortifying. I still have to live with that experience to this day. To people who say “pee your pants is tumblr’s new kill yourself”: no, you fucking morons. It’s worse.

You guys will probably read this and reblog it with “pee your pants” because that’s how you guys are. But whatever. When has Tumblr ever listened to anyone else’s experiences? Goodnight.

His Dancer

Summary: Bucky has his eye on a certain dancer, whom he calls “angel,” and Steve’s daughter gets confused when she learned that Angel isn’t her name.

A/N: I know Steve doesn’t have a kid but pLEASE let’s just pretend!!


“Morning, angel,” Bucky greeted as he stepped into the dance room. 

“Bucky, hello,” you said, trying to keep a calm posture. You looked down to see Eloise, one of your ballet students. 

“Hi, Y/N!” she said, her arms reaching out to you. You laughed and kneeled down to give her a hug. 

“Well hello to you, missy. Are you ready to dance?” Eloise nodded profusely.

“I’ve been showing my dance moves to Uncle Bucky,” she said. “I’ll see you in the classroom!” Eloise left the two of you alone and you looked at Bucky. 

“Steve’s busy again?” you asked with your eyebrow raised. 

“Sort of,” he said. “But let’s not talk about that, angel.” Your heart fluttered when he called you ‘angel,’ his nickname for you ever since you both met. 

“Are you coming to the recital next Friday?” you asked, hoping he would. Bucky chuckled and nodded.

“Of course, I wouldn’t miss it for the world. I just hope I get to see you on stage,” he said with a wink. You laughed and swatted his shoulder. 

“Maybe, maybe not. I gotta go, though. See you soon?” Bucky nodded and you returned to your dance studio. 

“Hello, Madame!” the children greeted as you walked though the door. 

“Good morning, dancers! Let’s dance, shall we?”


You saw Bucky again at your next dance session with Eloise. She came to your studio three times a week and you saw yourself as a child in her. 

“Long time no see, angel,” Bucky joked. You blushed and laughed at his joke. Eloise popped out from behind Bucky’s legs and held up her ballet slippers. 

“I got a new pair like you told me to. Daddy bought me an extra pair in case this one broke.” You laughed and ushered her into the dance room.

“So, do you have someone special waiting for you at home?” Bucky asked. You raised your eye and laughed at the random question. 

“No boyfriend.” 

“Really? I assume someone as lovely as yourself would’ve been stolen by someone who appreciates you already.” You let out a small laugh. 

“I’m not really good in the dating department. My lat date stood me up and my last boyfriend broke up with me over a phone call. Men are idiots,” you said. 

“Yeah, they are.” He looked at the clock behind you and saw that it was close to the time your class begun. “I’ll see you later, angel, yeah?” You nodded and waved goodbye.


The night of the recital came and you were beyond nervous. All of your dance classes were performing tonight and so were you. You were the last performance of the night and you knew Bucky would be in the crowd. 

Eloise tugged on your arm as you were running around, preparing everyone and giving small pep talks.

“Madame? I’m nervous,” she said, her lip quivering. You crouched down until you met her level. 

“Eloise, you are one of my most promising dancers. I’m not saying this just because, but I’m saying this because I was once your age and in love with ballet. You have ambition, and I believe you will dance so gracefully that your father will be so impressed.” Eloise grinned and wrapped her small around around your neck. 

“Thank you, Madame!” she scurried away and soon, the lights dimmed down. 

You thanked your stage hands and your more advanced dancers to keep the younger ones in check. You wanted to warm up before it was time for you to dance and started warm ups until you reviewed your dance. 

The moment came when the last dance had finished and you walked onto the stage, standing in the middle. The music began and your feet carried you across the stage. 

Bucky stared at you in awe. He had never seen you dance on a stage before and his affinity for you grew even stronger. Bucky saw the passion you had for dance and always admired the way you wanted to pass it onto your pupils. Steve seemed to notice this too and chuckled when he saw his best friend stare at you, not once taking his eyes off of the stage. 

When the show ended, you walked in the crowd and greeted the families of the dancers. You made your way into the crowd until you saw Bucky, Eloise, and Steve.

“These are for you, angel,” Bucky said as he handed you a bouquet of roses. He leaned towards your head and pressed a soft kiss to your cheek. You blushed and opened your mouth to thank him before Eloise interrupted.

“Angel!” Eloise shouted over the noise. She hugged your waist and you smiled, leaning down the hug her with your arm. You grinned at her as you heard her call you Bucky’s nickname for you. “You did so good!”

“As did you, my ballerina.” Eloise smiled and let go, heading to her father. 

“You did amazing, as always, Y/N,” Steve said.

“Why’d you call Y/N?” she asked her father. He furrowed his eyebrows.

“Because that’s her name?” 

“But I thought her name’s Angel. Uncle Bucky calls her that all the time,” said Eloise. Steve caught on and let out a hearty laugh as both you and Bucky blushed. He ushered her away, leaving you and Bucky alone. 

“Wow,” he breathed. “I knew you could dance, but wow. I’m speechless.” You laughed and held the roses closer.

“Thank you for the compliment and for the flowers, Bucky. I’m happy you came.” 

“Would you be so kind to accompany me for a cup of coffee?” he asked. “I mean, not tonight, if you’re tired.” You laughed and put your hand on his chest. 

“Tonight’s fine. I’m not very tired anymore.” A group of your dancers surrounded you and Bucky and he let you greet everyone, telling you he’d wait by the front doors. After a while, you grabbed your belongings and said goodbye to everyone who was left in the theatre. Bucky smiled as he saw you approached and offered his arm out to you.

“You’re amazing, angel, did you know that?” You grinned at Bucky.

“If you keep telling me that, I’ll believe it.” 

Butterflies and Cupcakes (Jason Todd x Reader)

Requests: “Oh “Are you blushing?” - “No you are, shut up.” With Jason please! And him being the one blushing if that’s fine” from anon.

Prompt: 43. “Are you blushing?” “No, you are, shut up…stop staring at me.”

A/N: This is similar to Lady In Red…in a way?

Tags: @wynterrobin @wannabe-weasley @queen-of-all-the-fandoms @avengerdragoness @kazuha159 @scarletsmaximoff @insideoflit @just-another-fandomite

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“So you’re still coming over tonight, right?” Jason asked you through the phone.

“It’s my first gala, Jay, I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

It’s been so long since you’ve dressed for a special occasion. You told Jason that you’re almost done getting ready and hung up.

As you finished getting ready for the night, you couldn’t help but worry about how Jason would react to your look. He never saw you in such a formal getup. He’s going to think you look completely different from your usual sweatpants and tank tops.

You sighed, taking one last final look in a mirror, and called a cab.

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The ballroom was packed. Being around the rich was overwhelming. You walked through the crowd looking for Jason or one of his brothers. You let out a suffering sigh and took out your phone, texting Jay that you’re here.

You felt your phone vibrate right away. He texted you saying that he’s by the food table, of course.

You spotted your best friend devouring donuts and made your way towards him. You tapped Jason’s shoulder and grinned when he turned around, mouth full of donuts. Once he realized it was you, his eyebrows shot up. He started coughing uncontrollably and punched his chest repeatedly.

You patted his back in concern, “Jay, are you okay?”

He raised a hand up as if he wanted you to stop patting and squeezed his eyes shut, using his other hand to pound on his chest, “I’m fine.“ He gasped.

You looked over at the food table and grabbed a pitcher of water, pouring the liquid into a cup and handed it to him. He gulped it down in seconds, “Sorry about that it’s just…” He looked back at you with red cheeks, “You look….amazing.”

“Are you blushing?” You giggled. You’ve seen Jason blush many times before but you never saw him blush like this. He averted his eyes and fold his arms, forcing himself to look at the food, “No, you are, shut up.” You shook your head in disbelief and grinned one more time.

He’s so adorable. You thought to yourself.

Jason groaned, “Stop staring at me, (Y/N).” His heart was racing. Jason couldn’t help but let the butterflies swarm around his stomach.

You rolled your eyes and placed your hands on his shoulders, “Why not? You’re just so cute.”

He scoffed, face twisting into a scowl, “Who are you calling cute? Don’t you know who you’re speaking-“

You took this chance to place your lips on his. He was completely caught off guard. When you pulled away from the kiss, he grabbed your waist and pulled you back in, kissing you for real this time.

After having a heated makeout session, Jason was now the one to pull back. The both of you just stood there panting, your arms around his neck and his arms around your waist. He let out a nervous laugh, “So um….good cupcakes, huh?”

You raised an eyebrow, “Jason?”

“What?”

“I didn’t eat anything yet.”

“….Right.”

Boat

// In which the first date with Antonio Alejandro Bartholomew IV occurs //

part 2 of the sugar daddy series (part 1)

*Warning Contains Mature Content*

enjoy and see ya next chapter in san fransisco - drea🌿

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