i screamed when i first watched

Betty’s first

Betty had just turned 13 a few days before and now Betty and Jughead were sitting in the empty Cooper’s living room, her legs draped over his ripped jeans. They were lounging around because school ended a little early, watching the first harry potter movie.

“I had a thought,” Jughead said, turning his head towards the petit blonde.

“Oh no,” Betty said, smiling at her best guy friend.

“I swear its a good one this time!” Jughead said, letting out a small chuckle.

“Fine, what is it,” Betty giggled, rolling her eyes.

“I think that Harry and Draco should be together. Did you know that during the last movie they were going to get Draco to run to Harry when he woke up? He was going to scream ‘POTTER’ when he saw that he was awake, run to him and throw him his wand.” Jughead said, pulling his beanie off his head, running his fingers through his dark locks.

“Dude, I have shipped Drarry forever. Do you not read my 3am texts when I can’t sleep?” Betty said, shoving his arm with her foot.

“Yeah, I know. But let’s be honest, Draco was probably so excited to go to school with Harry and he just turned him down! It’s so sad.” Jughead said, pushing her feet away.

“Yeah,” Betty said, looking back to the three eleven year olds that molded the youngest coopers life.

They continued to watch the rest of the movie, and somehow Betty ended up with her head off the end of the couch and her feet up on the wall. Jughead was sitting with his back on one of the arms, his feet over her stomach. They were just starting the second movie when Betty felt something between her legs.

“Crap,” Betty said, lifting her head so it was no longer upside down.

“What? What happened?” Jughead said, pulling his legs off of her stomach.

“I’ll be back,” Betty said, doing a back summer salt off of the couch and running up the stairs to her bathroom. She sat down on the toilet and put her head in her hands when she saw the splotch of red on the inside of her underwear. She went into the drawer under her sink to grab a pad that her mom had stashed on her birthday incase of something like this. She went out quickly and grabbed a new pair of underwear and freshened herself up.

She was on her way downstairs when she was hit with her first cramp. It made her double over and clench her abdomen.

“Hey Betty, are you ok?” Jughead asked from the living room.

“Yeah, I’m coming down now.” Betty said, finally standing up and making her way back to the living room. She finally made her way into the living room, and lobbed down on the couch, cuddling into herself. Jughead came and sat down next to her, rubbing her back.

“Hey B, what’s up?” Jughead asked, turning the movie back on.

“I started,” Betty said, her face turning red.

“Started what?” Jughead said, moving his hand to her lower back.

“My period,” Betty mumbled into her arm, quiet enough so Jughead could barely hear.

“What?” Jughead said, pushing her blonde hair off of the side of her face.

Betty sat up quickly and turned to face her best friend. “My period Juggie! My vagina is bleeding and I don’t know how to deal with it!” Betty said, a few tears forming in the corner of her eyes.

“Have you never had your period before?” Jughead said, eyebrows furrowed in confusion and worry.

“No! Why else would I be freaking out?” Betty said, slapping the couch. “Sorry Jug, I’m just in a weird mood right now.”

“Oh, so this is probably why you cried yesterday during lunch because you finished your cupcake.” Jughead said, pulling in Betty for a hug.

“Ok, just take a deep breath or something,” Jughead said, trying to figure out what to do.

“Take a deep breath? It feels like my insides are being RIPPED OUT!” Betty said, her tears finally falling down her cheeks.

“Here, I have an Advil in my bag for my headaches, and Archie gave me some because V needed some and he always forgot his bag.” Jughead said, reaching into his black backpack. He pulled it put of her bag and handed her her glass of water. “Why are you glaring at me?” Jughead asked, handing Betty the water and pill.

“I’m hoping you’ll spontaneously combust.” Betty said, swallowing the Advil. She placed the water back on the side table and leaned into Jughead’s chest. “Sorry Juggie, you know I love you, I’m just not feeling great.”

“Yeah, thats understandable.” Jughead said, slowly wrapping one of his arms over her shoulder, smiling to himself. “Ready to watch more Draco Malfoy?”

“Yeah, let’s go.”

who deserves happiness and everything good in the world?

My Rich American Family

by reddit user aliceinvunderland

I am part of a rich American family, in a rich American suburb, full of rich American people.

Life is hell.

Every morning, me and the rest of the Wives get up at 5:00am sharp. Fifteen minutes of jogging around the neighborhood, five minutes in the shower (set to cold), twenty minutes for hair and makeup, and then five to get dressed. If we’ve managed that in time, meaning no later than 5:45am, we might be allowed solid food with our coffee.

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Unlikely Parallels → Sleeping Beauty // Outlast: Whistleblower

“I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream…”

Canon Vs. Fandom
  • canon tododeku: two awkward kids, would do anything for each other, chillin' as best bros, have some interactions now and then
  • me: yo these two are an awesome brotp
  • fandom tododeku: two awkward kids, would do anything for each other, soulmates, super cute and fluff-y, inseparable
  • me: *clutches chest* theyre mADE FOR EACH OTHER

i. meeting you: when I saw you, the world didn’t reroute on a new axis but the stars seemed to glimmer a little more than I remembered them doing the night before. from the moment our hands brushed, something in me shivered, some part of my heart shook, a form of a yes. a yes, you belong in my life, a yes, you are meant to matter. but we clashed in a storm of fire and ice and it took me what looking back seems like a lifetime to realize that you’ve changed me, that a part of me recognized your scars as the same as mine the moment you spoke a part of my name.


ii. understanding you: it took breaking, it took sobbing in the middle of night and realizing that yes I can be alone with you. it’s this moment, where I see you looking at me, not like you can save me, no. but like you recognize the shadows dancing on my skin, the faint bruises and clenched fists and the ache inside my heart. And the world grows quiet, like it’s giving this moment the weight it deserves, and it’s in the darkness that I realize we can change the universe.


iii. trusting you: and our hands grow bloody as our hearts open, spilling part of us on the ground that the other picks up and remakes. forging a sword, a shield, a song out the echoes we let break away from our souls. somehow I realize the voice in the back of my mind, giving me hope, giving me faith, sounds a lot like yours, it sounds like the way you say my name and I say yours the same way. as absolution, as something almost like salvation, as a need that I can’t live without


iv. loving you: and it’s when you’re threatened, it’s when you’re hurt and the rage that raises up inside me contains the bitten scream of “mine”. it’s when you take my hand, you take my burden like I haven’t transformed myself into atlas to save you. It’s when you gaze into my eyes like i’m something worth worshipping, like i’m something worth burning the universe for. and it comes and goes in waves until one day I wake up and my first thought is you, and when I dream the last name I utter is yours


v. losing you: but the stars that stayed silent at our turning point aren’t content to watch us, no they want to test us but they didn’t understand that loving you  stopped being something that scared me the moment I realized it because, darling, I don’t know where you end and where I begin.  so yes, I lost you to space and time, I nearly lost you to fate but we were always fighters and so I know you’ll come back to me, I know you’ll come home to me.  and our devotion outstrips the fairytales because we were never guaranteed a happy ending, with our dirty hands, with our sly smiles, with our cuts and scars but we’ve made the constellations want to chart our names


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  vi. finding you:  when we crash back together, the world narrows down to the sound of a beating heart, pounding loud enough to be a greek chorus and it’s a welcome change from the way my chest seemed empty. I always knew that in a crowd of thousands I’d be able to meet your eyes, to find you. and with our smiles the universe restarts, with my name dropping from your lips the sun reignites, because we are the center of the story, from the beginning up till now and we’re only just past the first chapter.

—  The 5 Stages of Loving You by Abby S
Inevitable

An Alpha!Bucky One-Shot

Character Pairing: Alpha!Bucky Barnes x Omega!Reader

Word Count: 5,109 (oops!)

Warnings: NSFW 18+ EXPLICIT Smut! A/B/O Dynamics, fingering, sexual penetration, slight(?) impregnation kink, unprotected sex, a NSFW gif, some angst (blink and you miss it), language, dirty talk…

A/N: I make my own rules. 

 You smelt him before you saw him.

Your senses came alive when you saw him walk through the main entrance.

Alpha.

He exuded the title perfectly.

This isn’t the first time you had seen him at the museum but this was the closest you had ever gotten to him. He was at the ticket counter, smiling at Mandy as he presented his membership card. The leather jacket he had on moved like soft butter as he put the card in his wallet before it went back into the side pocket.  

Catching a whiff of his scent in the air, you wanted to melt to the floor. Sandalwood. It was earthy and it warmed your whole body.

You could make out his voice from where you were hiding in the gift shop. It was deep and raspy as he talked to Mandy. He took off his baseball hat and ran his fingers through his thick brown hair. He stuffed the hat into the back pocket of his jeans as he laughed at something Mandy had said.

Damn her. You were jealous.

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Me throughout the years
  • Me: yeah I'm 100% straight
  • Me: everyone gets occasional girl crushes haha I'm still straight
  • Me: I'd go gay for her… bUT IM STILL STRAIGHT
  • Me: okay maybe I like girls just a little
  • Me: yeah ok I'm not straight but haha I'm not gonna label it
  • Me: okay yeah I'm not straight and I think I finally found how I want to label myself!
  • Me: fuck yeah I have a girlfriend and my first female crush was when I was like 6 but I didn't think of it as gay. Also, I bought a pride button at hot topic!
  • Me now: straight? Never heard of her. I've liked girls all my life. What is a "straight"? I'm about as straight as Daniel Howell's hair. I'd go in the streets and scream "holy fuck I'm gay" if I could. I'm a flaming homosexual watch my little gay heart explode with colors *throws rainbow stickers on everything* ❤️💛💚💙💜❤️💛💚💙💜🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈❤️💛💚💙💜❤️💛💚💙💜
Undercover ~ BTS!Mafia AU Pt. 1

Thank you for 2,000! We hope you enjoy! - The Admins

Summary: Jeon Jungkook is the leader of a Mafia. He’s a drug lord, rich, and a murderer. And you? You’re just (Y/N). But to Jungkook you’re his everything, and he will do anything he can to keep you safe.

Type: A bit of everything

Warnings for this part: Guns, SMUT!, Blood, shitty fight scenes (i tried bro), language, drugs, angst

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader ft. BTS

MASTERLIST

PART 2 PART 3 PART 4 PART 5 PART 6 PART 7


You had just gotten off of work and headed over to Jimin’s place. You hadn’t talked to him all day and decided you’d pay him a surprise visit. You used your key to unlock the door and set your bag down on the small table next to it. 

You had barely taken a few steps into the house when you heard a moan, Jimin’s moan. ‘He’s probably masturbating’ You thought, it wasn’t the first time you had walked in on him jerking off. 

He did it when he was impatient and you’d always come home at just the right time to be able to help him. You smiled to yourself and slipped off your shoes before walking towards his door at the end of the hall.

As you went to grab the handle you heard another moan, a woman’s moan. ‘Is he watching porn?’ You thought and grabbed onto the knob. 

“Oh Jimin! Right there!” A woman cried, you could tell he was having sex with her, the noises of skin slapping got louder. 

You opened the door and saw a sight that you would never forget. A woman was underneath Jimin, her legs were out and he was thrusting into her quickly while letting out those grunts that made you so wet. But you were just disgusted. Hearing those noises made you want to puke. 

You watched in shock as he used a hand to grab onto her breast and squeeze her nipple while the other moved down and he used his thumb to rub her clit. His back was facing you and she had her eyes closed, she was moaning too loudly to even hear you walk into the room. 

She was right on the brink of her orgasm when you almost screamed. 

“REALLY JIMIN?!” He had one last snap of his hips that made her orgasm before he quickly pulled out and stared at you. You watched as she squirted all over him and the sheets and gagged. 

“Wait! (Y/N)!” He got up and followed you as you ran down the hallway. His dick was red and hard, standing against his lower stomach but that was the last of his worries. 

“I-I can explain.” He stuttered, surprised that he had been caught. This wasn’t the first time he was fucking another girl, this had been going on for a while. Hell, he had been having sex with multiple girls all at once, he had been getting bored of (Y/N). 

You shook your head and said nothing while tears streamed down your face, your hands shook as you grabbed your shoes and slid them on your feet. 

“(Y/N), listen.” His hand reached out to grab yours and you flinched and slapped his hand away. 

“Don’t touch me! Don’t…” You grabbed your bag and he ran a hand through his hair. 

“Please! Let me talk.” You could barely see clearly from the tears in your eyes. 

“No, I don’t wanna hear it.” You opened the door and ran down the hallway to the elevator, quickly closing the doors before Jimin could make it to you. 

You ran out of the apartment complex, barely making it out of the doors before throwing up on the grass. Everything you had eaten came up and you were dizzy while walking to your car. 

You took a minute and wiped away your tears and went home, never speaking a word to Park Jimin again.

11 months had passed since you’d said a word to Jimin. You came back the next day, collected all of your things you had left at his place, giving him back the shirts you took from him and walked passed him and didn’t look back. 

3 months after he had cheated, you went on a date with Jungkook and things went on from there. You had met Jungkook through Jimin and became your best friend. Whenever you and Jimin argued, you’d step outside and call Jungkook, letting out all of your problems. 

You haven’t had sex since the last time you and Jimin had slept together and that was nearly 3 weeks before you caught him cheating. 

Jungkook was rich, but you weren’t dating him for the money. When you met him, he looked like complete shit. Hair messy and unwashed, his eyes were bloodshot and he had bags underneath them. His shirt was wrinkled and he had dried up tears on his face. He walked in on you and Jimin watching a movie and told Jimin about how his girlfriend had broken up with him. 

He asked you on a date when you were complaining about being tired of being alone. You were tired of staying in bed all the time, crying because of your heartbreak. But Jungkook, he was everything you wanted and more. 

Jimin was great at first, but near the end of your relationship, you barely talked to each other anymore. 

Jungkook made you feel special, he got you what you want and simply asked for your love in return. You made it clear to him that you didn’t want the money, he was what you wanted. 


And now you were here today. 

Another day on the job. You lead another family to a table and handed them their menu’s. A dad, and two children. You politely smiled and rejected him when he asked you out on a date, stating you had a boyfriend. 

He smiled in understanding and proceeded to talk to his children. ‘If only more people here were like that’ you thought to yourself while going to hand their orders to the chef. 

Most of the men that went here were with their girlfriends and snuck over you on their way to the bathroom, trying to cop a feel. 

A few girls had even hit on you before, they stared and bit their lips, admiring your body from head to toe. But you also rejected, again stating you had a boyfriend. 

When your shift was over, you said goodnight to everyone and made your way home to your apartment. You said hello to the friendly old lady who was working on opening her door, her poor old shaky hands struggling with putting the key in the hole. You watched as she walked in and then walked into your apartment. You turned on the lights and kicked off your shoes, stretching before laying down on your couch. 

You pulled your phone out of your pocket and read the text messages from your friends and quickly replied before shooting a text message to Jungkook. 

‘Just got off work. How was your day?’ 


Jungkook was currently at one of his clubs with Jimin, Yoongi, and Namjoon. Jimin was dealing cocaine, laughing and joking around with one of their clients. Jungkook was sat in a chair, silently watching everyone closely. 

Yoongi had a girl on his lap, she was grinding against him while they made out. Music was blaring and some other people were dancing. 

Hoseok was in another room, having sex with one of his usual girls. When the DJ would switch the songs, you could hear their moans, she was literally screaming. 

Jungkooks phone vibrated when he noticed something odd. One of his clients had a gun tucked into his belt, which was strictly against the rules. No one but Jungkook and a few others were allowed to carry a gun on them while at the clubs. 

Jungkook got up and walked over to Jimin, putting his hand on his shoulder and tapping his finger 3 times. This was their signal. Jimin shrugged his arm off of his shoulder and when they made eye contact, Jungkook’s hand made it’s way to his gun. 

Jimin’s hand reached into his pocket and wrapped around the handle of a knife and by this time their ‘clients’ had noticed what they were doing. 

In a second, guns were raised. 

Yoongi and the girl had broken up, he was stood next to her, gun raised and she had one in her hand also. Namjoon was aimed at the one who was aiming at Yoongi. 

Jimin made the first move and quickly stabbed his knife into the man’s gut that was standing behind him. His arm shot up, hitting his arm so the gun went off and the bullet went into the ceiling. 

Jungkook quickly shot the next two, one of their bullets grazing his shoulder. Namjoon, Yoongi, Jimin, and the other female shot at a few other people. Jungkook shot at their leader but missed. 

He knocked the gun out of Jungkooks hand and he was just left with his hands. The man named Sooyoung stabbed the knife into Jungkook’s thigh, and Jungkook yelled at the pain. 

Jungkook punched him in the jaw knocking Sooyoung back. Jimin had just finished pulling his knife out of the chest of another man and threw it at Sooyoung, and it landed in his shoulder. 

Blood was soaking Jungkooks pant leg as he pushed Sooyoung down to the ground and straddled his waist so he couldn’t move. He pulled the knife out of his shoulder and stabbed him right in his chest. 

Sooyoung’s white dress shirt was soaked with blood and Jungkook got off of him, wiping his forehead but smearing blood on it. Jimin opened the door and yelled for everyone to get out so he and the others stayed behind to clean. 

“Jungkook, what happened?” Yoongi asked, looking over his body. 

“Stab wound to my thigh, I think that’s it.” He replied while staring at the dying body below him. Sooyoung coughed and tried to reach for a gun that was laying on the ground but Jungkook kicked it away with his foot and the remaining life left in Sooyoung slipped away. 

Jungkook took a seat and Namjoon already knew what to do. His hand wrapped around the handle tightly and the other pushed on Jungkook’s thigh. 

“Three.. Two..” Namjoon didn’t even get to one before he pulled the knife out and immediately started applying pressure. 

“Fuck!” Jungkook yelled and grabbed onto the arms of the chair. Namjoon’s hands were covered with blood and he bit his lip as Jungkook struggled to stay conscious. Yoongi grabbed onto Jungkook’s sleeve and ripped it so he could tie it around his thigh tightly. 

“I need to see (Y/N),” Jungkook said standing up and using the wall to stay stable. 

“What Jungkook? No, you need medical attention.” Namjoon said, stepping in front of the door. 

“Let me see (Y/N)!” He said sternly before pushing Namjoon out of the way and limping out to his ride. He paid someone to drive him to her apartment and by the time he arrived it was 2 in the morning. 


A tired (Y/N) opened the door and she was in one of his t-shirts. “Jungkook?” You gasped and pulled him inside quickly. 

“What happened?“ 

”(Y/N), I need help.“ He avoided your question and you led him into the bathroom and slowly stripped him of his clothes. 

He sat there in his boxers as you wiped away the blood from him and grabbed your first-aid kit from underneath the sink. You used some alcohol to clean where the bullet grazed his shoulder and you almost cried when you saw his thigh. 

“Jesus.” You whispered and very slowly dabbed the alcohol onto it in which Jungkook tried his best not to yell. 

“I need stitches.” He could barely speak and you nodded and grabbed a needle and thread and tried the best you possibly could. 

When you were finished, Jungkook was laid in your bed and you were cleaning the blood in the bathroom. 

“You doing okay?” You asked when you stepped back into the room. 

“For now.” He nodded, the pain meds were finally kicking in. 

“Now, tell me what the fuck happened to you.“ 

He said nothing.

You crossed your arms over your chest and looked patiently at Jungkook.

“Look Jun-”

“Barcelona” by Ed Sheeran is about Viktor and Yuuri, without doubt

Well get up up on the dancefloor tonight

You and I we’re flying on an aeroplane tonight

Spin you around me again and again

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Study and Going Steady - Jeff Atkins Smut

Jeff Atkins x reader

Request: I was wondering if you could do a smut on Jeff Atkins about y/n coming to his house while his parents are away and we want to “Study” but things go another certain way

WARNINGS: Fluff, smut, cursing

Originally posted by knightlley

“I’m heading out now mom!” I scream as I head for the door.

“Okay hun, text me when you get to his house, love you!”

I say a quick love you too as I lock the door and jog to my car. I’m happy cause I’m staying the night at my boyfriend Jeff’s house. His first game can be next Friday if he passes his upcoming test so I promised him I will help him study before we binge watch cringy romance movies. As I pulled into his car, I noticed his parents car isn’t there. I forgot they went away on a business trip for the weekend. I knock on the door and as soon as it opens I’m welcomed by his lips.

“Hey beautiful” he smiles.

“Hello hunnybun” I joke as I walk into his living room.

“Oh gosh, let me stick to the cute names” he laughs as he jumps on the couch.

“Whatever you say boo bear” I smile as I sit down and put my legs on his lap. 

“Did you bring everything for the night?”

“Yep textbooks, pencils, pajamas, charger, hair ties, underw-”

“You don’t have to tell me everything babe” he laughs

“Yeah yeah when do you want to start studying?”

“Uh how about you go upstairs change into your pjs while I get us some food then we can start.”

 I nod my head and take my bag to his room. He has such a modest, but boyish room. I change into my clothes, purposely bringing the tight shorts and tank top Jeff loves so much. I throw my hair in a messy ponytail and get our books out.

“So I brought some classic chips and popco-”

He stopped and made no effort to hide the fact that he was staring right at my ass. That made me blush as I tried to pull down the already revealing shorts.

“And y-you expect us to study with you wearing that?”

“Wearing what?” I ask innocently as I turn away from him to put the rest of the books on the bed. I then felt his breath behind me as he grabbed my waist and pulled my back towards him. 

“This” He said and started kissing my neck and went from my waist to my breast, knowing I don’t wear a bra to bed. A light moan escaped my mouth as I put my hands over his. I felt him smirk on my neck and I almost forgot what we were suppose to do.

“Babe babe babe” I squirm from his grip as I turn to face him and peck his lip. 

“I love you, but we really need to study so I can cheer you on at Friday’s game”

he sighed, but he knew I was right. “Fine fine, but your missing out” he jokes as he slaps my butt. 

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“Jeff pay attention!”

“I am babe I swear”

“Which president wrote the Declaration of Independence then?”

“Um.. Abraham Jefferson?”

“Yeah, no this studying is over, I hope your going to enjoy watching the game on the bleachers with me.” I start closing our books and Jeff grabbed my hands.

“I’m sorry babe, I just can’t stop looking at you that’s all, it’s easy for Jensen to tutor me because he isn’t my hot girlfriend.”

“Shall I dress up like Clay then?”

“No no no” he laughs.

“Then what do you want to do?”

he bits his lip and looks at me up and down as he climbs on top of me. he leans down to my ear and kisses it, “you” he whispers.

I can’t help but moan at how sexy that sounded and push him down onto the bed. I attack his mouth, not that he had a problem. He grab my thighs and squeeze them. I wrap my arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. his hands travel to my butt as his slides his hands inside my shorts. I rub against his pants and start to feel his bulge coming on. He starts groaning and I smile against his lips. He stops kissing only to remove our shirts and turn me over. He starts to slowly kiss my neck, knowing I hate it.

“Jeff stop teasing” I wine.

“Sorry baby” he smirks.

He started to harshly suck on my sweet spot and I moan into his neck. He then goes to one of my breast and starts sucking on my nipple while massaging the other and then switching. I squirm under him, grabbing his brown hair just wanting to feel him already.

“Babe, I want you already” I wine

“In just a second” he smiles as his kisses travel to my thighs. he pulls my shorts down painfully slow, making me a groaning mess. he laughs at my reaction and comes back up to kiss me. I feel vulnerable being completely naked under him so I tug on his sweats so he gets the idea which he does. He pulls them down and went back to sweetly kissing me. I then feel his hands go in between my legs and I suck in my breathe. He circles his fingers around my clit and I try hard not to moan.

“Oh my go- Jeff!”

he bits his lip as he watches me come undone under him. I buckle my hips into his fingers and just need to feel him. 

“Jeff please..” I whimper with my eyes a shut. 

He doesn’t make me ask again as he grabs one of his condoms from inside his nightstand and slide it on. I can’t help but stare at his huge member and grab it in my hand, knowing he likes me to put it towards my entrance. He groans from my touch and kisses me passionately. He positions himself and stops kissing to look at me.

“Are you ready babe?”

I smile at him for always asking before he did anything. I nod my head and he slowly pushes himself into me. I moan and grab his arm as he stretches me. When he’s all the way in, he stops so I can adjust to him. He starts to slowly thrust into me and I wrap my arms around his neck.

“Fu-Jeff- my god” I moan. He takes my moans as his que to go faster. He takes my legs and wraps them around his waist as he starts quickly thrusting to me. I start to lose air from his speed. I dig my nails to his back and come close to almost screaming.

“Jeeeeeff! Fuck! my gosh!!” He puts one off my legs on his shoulder to deepen himself and goes faster. I moan with every pound he gives me. He’s a groaning mess as he whispers curse words with sweat coming down his forehead. His grip on my waist tightens as his thrust become more sloppy. 

“Babe I-I’m about to-”

I moan over his words as his thrust still didn’t slow down, but only got faster. I felt my stomach tighten as now both of my legs are over Jeff’s shoulders, feeling all of him. 

“Je- I c-can’t” before I can finish I came undone under him.

“Fuck y/n” his thrusts got sloppier as he rode out his high, putting my legs down and kissing my forehead. he slid out of me and collapsed onto the bed next to me. Both of us breathing hard, he turned over so that he was facing towards me and wrapped his arms around my bare torso. He started tracing small circles on my side and pecked my lips.

“If this is whats gonna happen every time we study, I don’t mind sitting on the bleachers” he lazily smiles.

“Well I’m not, your playing next game so text Clay”

“Fine, later” he sighs. 

He looks in my eyes and smiles “I love you babe”

“I love you too munchkin” I smile

“What did I say with the names!”

anonymous asked:

Did you ever get the impression or vibe that Zuko & Katara both liked each other towards the end of Book 3? I did, like Zuko's reaction and him saving Katara and Katara's face watching Zuko take the lighting for her sells it completely like that screams love, but also the little things like them sleeping next to each other, Zuko sitting next to her during the play and Katara fixing her hair when Zuko sits down next to her, also all the times Katara teases him, they liked each other clearly!

Yes! I did!!! From the hug in Southern Raiders and on, I felt like subtle hints were being made that Zuko and Katara had crushes on each other. 

1) First of all, this hug was something fierce. 

Originally posted by captainmikasaackerman

2) Ember Island Players was FULL of it. 

Originally posted by thxdivinemove

[ Move the fuck over bitchboi, byeeeee ]

Originally posted by thezukonation

[ casual flirting and flirty looks teasing ]

[ then there’s bullshit when play!katara is fucking play!zuko behind the rock in the catacombs. yeah. you two are real subtle. ]

3) There’s this little look of complete innocence and not at all an ‘oh my god his hand is on my shoulder’ look. Just look how content she is being touched by him. She just like chills and stares. RIP

Originally posted by tara1517

4) TheN THERE’S THIS NONSENSE SOEIFJIO:SEJFIO:JWE:F 

Originally posted by queen-of-destruction-nemesis

[okay y’all okay. whatever you little dweebs]

I’m like 95% sure they had a crushes on each other:

EXHIBIT A: Rescuing her by literally shoving Suki out of the way

EXHIBIT B: long stares at her back with the sunset in the distance 

Originally posted by zuzusexytiems

EXHIBIT C: THIS BULLSHIT. (JUST CASUAL LIFESAVING)

EXHIBIT D: WTF IS THIS LOOK KATARA???? YOU’RE CRYING OVER HIM.

EXHIBIT E: And this one??? WITH CASUAL HAND ON LOWER BACK NONSENSE

Yeah, they liked each other. That’s it. I’m actually pretty sure Zuko loved her. Now, whether this was intentional ship baiting by Bryke, or moves made by the Zutara shippers in animation/writing, I cannot tell you. RIP ZUTARA. RIP. 

My Death Note 2017 Commentary

As you can probably guess, spoilers ahead so don’t read if you wanna watch it! (Also, I’m gonna compare to the anime since, y’know, that’s what it’s based on.)·

  • Light’s screams when Ryuk first shows up.  Oh my god I burst out laughing.  Admittedly, that’s how someone would/should react in that situation but still, compared to anime Light, so very very dramatic.·         
  • So, I can kill him in any way possible huh?  DECAPITATION BITCHES.  (Also, wow, gory much?)·         
  • To Ryuk – ‘Your fingers are huge.”  Yes because that’s really what’s important here Light. ·         
  • “You don’t wanna know.”  2 seconds later.  “So basically I kill people lol watch this.”·        
  • Yeah let’s totally make out and have sex on the death note.  So romantic.
  • “Can I kiss you?”  “Lol, what, don’t ask.”  Oh, sorry Mia, is consent not sexy enough for you?·         
  • “You were gonna kill me if I took the book?!”  Am I supposed to feel bad for you?  Because I really don’t. ·         
  • “SING TO ME WATARI”·         
  • L’s love for Watari is actually pretty cute.·        
  • Watari deserved better 2k17·         
  • Light’s dad deserved better 2k17·         
  • Also, I don’t mind L having more emotions and shit (or, at least, making them more obvious) but dude looked like he was about to cry throughout the whole thing.  He needed more sugar.·
  • Ah yes, Light would totally pull faces in a picture (Light Yagami is turning in his grave)         
  • “I do love you….but I have written your name in the death note.  ;D”·         “GET ME MY FUCKING DEATH NOTE”  ·         
  • The chase scene with Light and L – they ain’t afraid to fuck shit up·         
  • Also, the guy who hits L on the back of the head – really??? Are we in a cartoon???·         
  • Light’s whole plan of killing Mia and getting the death note back – ahhhh there’s the Light I know and love to hate·         
  • Go on L, kill the guy, looks like he’s basically asking for it·         
  • Ryuk – “Lol, humans are funny.  Am I right audience?…Can i have more apples.” (I am convinced Ryuk didn’t kill Light just because he wanted apples.)

It’s been a week since the first time I watched “Take Back the Falls”, and there are still some things I’m just not over. For example:

-The way Mabel throws out her arms like a little kid who wants to be picked up when she sees Stan. (This is the moment I started to tear up. That’s right. I didn’t even make it twenty seconds in to this episode.):

-The look on Dipper’s face when he tells Stan about Ford’s capture.

-Ford’s split second of open panic when he realizes he’s in chains. (Seriously, the sound of Ford’s chains rattling over Bill’s song was just chilling.)

-Watching Stan pout all the way through the first half of the episode, but just feeling sorry for him because of where it’s coming from.

-Ford being tortured—actually on-screen, screaming, we see him fried to a crisp tortured, and not only does he not give in, he strikes this little “fight me” boxer pose.

-On top of that, the way Ford is willing to endure days if not weeks of torture at the hands of the being who manipulated and betrayed him, but the second Bill threatens the kids he breaks (and I flash back to that scene in AToTS when he looks so excited to learn he has a niece and nephew. Turns out he’s hiding a great big bleeding heart under that sweater and he loves those kids with every square inch of it and OH CRAP THIS WILL NOT END WELL).

-Stan taking the worst possible moment to throw a childish tantrum because Ford won’t thank him.

-Ford taking an even worse moment to make an equally childish and wholly pedantic remark on Stan’s grammar, thus underlining just how petty the grudge between them has become.

-This moment, because it seems to be the moment they both realize how stupid they’ve been:

-Bill locking Stan and Ford in a cage and it turning out to be his undoing, because once Stan and Ford actually talk to one another they begin to see each other for who they actually are, and they make up as though nothing ever happened.

-Stan.

-Ford deciding to throw himself, the world, and everything he’s spent thirty years working towards away just for his dumb family. 


-Stan deciding to take the burden from Ford’s shoulders and throwing himself away for the sake of the world and his family, even though he knows it’s something he won’t walk away from. 

-Ford’s face when he points the memory gun at Stan. (That…that hurt.)

-Did I mention Stan? Not any specific scene, just Stan in this episode in general, but right here in particular: 

-Mabel being told that Stan is gone and reacting just like every kid who’s lost someone for the first time and who doesn’t quite understand how that can happen. 

- “He saved me. You’re our hero, Stanley.” (No, that’s okay, Hirsch. It’s not like I was using my heart anyway.)

-Actually, every dang moment of this episode between the point when Dipper and Mabel try to distract Bill in order to give their uncles time to get away and the scene with Mabel’s scrapbook was just mesmerizing. It’s incredible. I love every single frame. That was the best sequence of the whole show, bar none.

-The eucatastrophe:

-The fact this this show had a eucatastrophe.

-This and everything it implies:

-And last, but not least, THIS:

Honestly? I can’t wait to have kids.
I can’t wait to watch my wife try and slowly manipulate her glowing body out of my car as we make our way to the ultra sound appointment.
I can’t wait to pull a small piece of paper out of my pocket that has about 300 questions I have to ask our doctor.
I can’t wait until the doctor tells me google exists and I will be just fine.
I can’t wait to stand in the book store carrying more “how to” books than necessary to the cash register. Looking both bewildered and enamoured as my wife shakes her head with embarrassment at my intense excitement.
I can’t wait to hear her tired voice ask me for Pringles and peanut butter.
I can’t wait to be laying on her belly and feel a small foot on the side of my head.
I can’t wait to see my beautiful wife standing in the mirror rubbing me stomach slightly concerned.
I can’t wait to reach my hands around and pull her in tight and whisper how utterly stunning she is. How unbelievably lucky I am. How unbelievably lucky our “little guy is.”
I can’t wait to discuss who’s genes you’re going to get. Argue over who’s nose we hope you have.
I can’t wait to hear the “it’s time.”
I can’t wait to be next to her, holding her hand. I know she’ll tell me she can’t do it. But I damn well know she can. She will be the strongest bravest person I know.
I can’t wait to hear your cries as you breath into this world.
I can’t wait to look down at my wife, exhausting, but glowing. She’ll be looking at you. But I’ll be looking at the two of you. No moment will ever match this. No moment will ever feel so accomplishing. So important. As to when I see my family together for the first time.
Honestly? I can’t wait to have kids.
I’m so excited to hear uncoordinated footsteps fill the hallways of my home. Followed by high pitched laughed filled screams and the voice of my wife shouting “I’m gunna getcha!”
I can’t wait to pull you both close onto my lap as I read the same bed time story I’ve read every single night for the past month.
Watch both of your chests rise and fall together as your breath becomes rhythmic.
I can’t wait to sit on that couch with you both asleep in my lap not wanting to move because no matter how tired, how uncomfortable I am. For god sakes I couldn’t look away if I tried.
There are so many things in this world I look forward too. But this lifetime I’m going to get to create? I am so excited for.
—  I can’t wait to meet you.
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a glimpse of ChenBenny on his first musical “In The Heights”

my heart carved itself out of my chest
and placed the bloody barely beating broken pieces in your hand
the night the stars first watched us collide


and there’s a rage built inside our souls
a love worthy of burning empires down
screams that follow us all the way home
only to be quieted when I kiss the blood from your lips


I refuse to lose you for without you I would lose my reason
and even when the universe forces us to part
you remain, echoing in this hollow heart that only ever belonged to you


We are the ugly parts of the love story,
But we are the beautiful ones too

—  Unfinished Stories 3x15 by Abby S