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Empathy

So the Humans are Weird tag keeps popping up and I absolutely love it, so I’m going to add!

So everyone talks about pack bonding and how humans are super friendly but imagine the aliens trying to find out why and discovering the humans actually have the ability to tap into empathetic fields. To feel a small bit of what another person if feeling.

Like they don’t have to be looking at someone to tell if they’re upset. They just ‘feel’ it. Like 'so I just got a call from Jenny and she seems sad’. And the alien is like 'she sounded fine to me?’ but the humans like 'no, no, I know Jenny, something is wrong’ and guess what something is.

Or how in really tense situations humans sort of just MOVE together. Shift and cover each other’s blind spots without even talking or looking. How they just seem to know when someone is upset and the aliens are like cool low level hive mind.

And then they find out about mob mentality and that freaks them out, that someone can get so caught up in the emotions of a group they basically become one person in 100 bodies. About how when humans go to conserts and dance the music just enhances Thier emotions and they all get in sync and that’s why humans like music so much, it strengthens that empathetic connection!

And then they realize that yes, when the John-human winces because Mizan smashed his finger TS because he somehow 'felt’ that and they’re all like wait no and the realize yeah, Humans can tap into us too.

Tavik is going threw a rough patch with Thier mate but doesn’t tell anyone and acts the exact same so HOW DOES THIS HUMAN KNOW IM UPSET? And all the aliens are like forget telepathy, humans just freaking FEEL this stuff.

If you had told Dex even a week ago that he would willingly be sharing a blanket with Derek Nurse on the floor of the Haus living room all afternoon, pressed together so close they’re practically in each other’s laps, he would’ve laughed in your face.

Now, he just bangs a fist against the side of the old space heater in front of them and subtly pulls Nursey a little closer into his side. Not that there’s all that much closer to pull him.

“I told them,” he mutters. “Draft fucking central.”

He not so much sees as senses Nursey roll his eyes. “Rans and Holtzy not letting you replace all the windowpanes last year is not why the heating went out, yo.”

Intellectually, Dex know this. But it’s easier to blame their former captains for their current predicament than it is to blame the fact that he’s let routine Haus maintenance slide so much this semester that they’ve ended up here. Because if Dex doesn’t keep a close eye on things like the barely functioning water heater, or the garbage disposal that’s missing two blades and is about to fall out of the sink entirely, who will?

Except, well, he’s been distracted this year. From the moment he got back from summer break and moved into the attic with Nursey, he’s been… distracted.

Nursey is distracting.

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Bill skarsgard imagine

Bill talks about a picture of you and him on set during an interview.


Bill was sat infront of a studio audience and 6 studio cameras. He was being interviewed by James Corden on The Late Night Show. He was here to talk about his new film IT. He just knew it was only a matter of time before James asked about you, Bills long term girlfriend. A few days ago, a photo of him in full Pennywise costume kissing you, was released. Along with a photo of you looking absolutely terrified after. Pennywise and a famous Hollywood actress kissing was hilarious and very odd to a lot of fans. Both fans of Bill and you.

‘So Bill, did you have many visitors on set?’ James asked with a cheeky grin.

'Umm…yeah. I has a few people. My girlfriend  (Y/N) visited a few times. The kids really wanted to meet her so she surprised us all on set one day’. Bill responded, while he slicked his hands through his hair.

'We do actually have some great photos of (Y/N) and you on set’.

As James mentioned the photos, Bill turned to see the pictures of him in full make-up with his girlfriend.

'Oh my god, I have seen these so many times now. (Y/N) has even put them in a frame in our living room because she finds them so funny’. Bill laughed.

’ Is there much of a story behind them?’
James asked.

’ Yeah… with both of our jobs, we don’t get to see eachother as much as we would like so she decided to surprise me on set. I was in full make-up ready to film a scene. I turned around and saw my beautuful girlfriend looking at me in shock . I completely forgot I had my full clown face on. She’d never seen me in my Pennywise  costume and clowns freak her out a bit. I run towards her, grab her and kiss her full on the lips. I can feel her really tense up under me. I pull away, she has my lipstick on her lips, white paint on her face and she looked absolutely  horrified. She just had a 6 foot 4 clown march up to her and kiss her with quite a bit of force. I felt so bad’. Bill blushed.

'That would have been terrifying’ James agrees.

’ I know and after I just looked at her for what seemed like 20 minutes before she actually said anything.  she just goes “well thanks Bill, I didn’t want to sleep tonight”. I felt so guilty . It took her about half the day to look me in the eyes. I kept apologising to her until she finally pulled me in for a hug’.

'How was she with the kids?’ James enquired.

’ Oh, she was great. They loved her, Jack in particular kept following her around like a lost puppy. He asked if he could date her instead’. Bill exclaimed.

'The cheek.’ James replied laughing.

'I know. But in all seriousness. She was fabulous with them. I am very proud of her and how she is with kids’. Bill responded with a smile.

He just knew that you and him would make a great little family.

Imagine Person A kissing Person B on the neck for the first time. Person B wasn’t expecting it and starts giggling because it tickles.

Trouble Maker | Shin Ho Seok | One-Shot

wonho (monstax) + you (reader)
word count: 7,309
warnings: um yeah so this is a stepbrother!au but technically the parents aint married yet so its more a future stepbrother shitstorm if that makes it any better for your moral compass lol heads up for a tiny bit of underage drinking but mainly car sex and fingering and oral and some blunt dirty talk but i know some of yall are like me and that definitely floats our boats hehe
a/n: chatting with my friend and she told me about her dream jon snow was gonna be her stepbrother and they rage fucked each other because they were so bitter about it and i thought wow what a fantastic idea can i write that and she gave me her blessing lol so here we go thanks darling

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Guilty Secrets

You couldn’t lie to my sister. Not about the big stuff, anyway, the stuff that ate away at you and kept you awake at night. I don’t know if I’d call it a gift or anything, but she had an ability. She could see guilt.

I don’t mean she was good at reading expressions or picking up on body language; she could literally see manifestations of people’s guilt following them around. It started with Whiskey, our childhood cat. Mom said he’d decided to move out to the country to enjoy his old age, but Cassidy kept seeing him lying at Mom’s feet, completely still and stiff.

She asked Mom over and over why Whiskey wasn’t moving until Mom started to sob and admitted she’d had to put our kitty to sleep. She’d felt so guilty about lying and about her “betrayal” to Whiskey, her beloved companion of seventeen years, but she’d wanted to protect us from death for a little while longer.

In her grief, Mom didn’t think to ask Cassidy how she’d known the truth.

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World’s Best Dad (Part 5)

Originally posted by bandss-and-youtuberss

Summary: Dean and the reader have a late night talk and unexpectedly have a few guests over the next day…

World’s Best Dad Masterlist

Pairing: single parent!Dean x kindergarten teacher!reader

Word Count: 4,700ish

Warnings: language, implied future smut

A/N: The fluff is just going to end me one of these days…

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We Showed Him (Peter Parker X Reader)

Pairing: Peter Parker X Reader

Warnings: soft smol boy being adorable

Word Count: 424


Tag List: @parkersenses @tom-cinnamonroll-holland @thelifeofanengineeringstudent @grant-valdes-holland @parkerroos @toms-spidey @sunrisehunny @peterletmebeanavengerparker @spideyboys @spideyydarling @lil-spidey @captainswriting @quacksoff @spideyr00s @spideyyss @tomhollandisthicc @underoosie @marvelsdaughter @babyparker @spideyyparker @rooyeun @focused-on-holland @peterfightmeparker @tomhollendfics
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My hands were shaking as I walked to the cafeteria. I knew that I would see him there. There was no way to avoid me. Luckily my best friend, Peter Parker, had saved me a seat at the table farthest from him. I slid into the empty seat next to Pete, across from Ned. “How are you holding up?” Peter asks, wrapping his arms around my shoulders. “I’m okay I guess.” I say, shoving my backpack under the bench. “He’s with Melanie.” Ned says, staring at my ex across the cafeteria, who was currently sitting next to the easiest girl in school. I honestly couldn’t say I was surprised. He had broken up with me for no reason claiming he wasn’t “ready for a serious relationship at the moment.” But there he was with another girl just a day after leaving me. Suddenly I heard a commotion coming from the other side of the room. There I saw my ex holding flowers and a teddy bear with a sign that read “I’d be BEARY happy if you would go to Homecoming with me!” Peter’s hands tightened into fists and his jaw clenched. “The freaking nerve….” He growls, his entire body tensing up. “YES!” I hear Melanie screech. I cringe and I feel my heart break a little more. “Y'know what? I’m done.” Peter says, standing  up and slamming his hands down on the table, climbing up onto it. “CAN I HAVE EVERYONE’S ATTENTION PLEASE?” He shouts. The entire room goes silent as their eyes turn to him. “I have loved (Y/N) (Y/L/N) since I met her in the 1st grade. And I never had the courage to ask her out. That is, until her heart was broken by that douche over there NOT EVEN 24 HOURS AGO.” He says, causing my eyes to go wide and my jaw to drop as I take in what he had said. “SO. (Y/n), will you go to Homecoming with me and be my girlfriend after that?” He asks turning to me and grabbing my hand as he looks into my eyes. “Yes.” I say with a smile, trying to hide my face from the crowd. The room erupts in cheers and clapping, I see Melanie dragging my ex out with a pout on her face and my ex had a huge scowl. Peter jumped off the table top and hugging me. “We showed him.” Peter says, pressing a kiss to the side of my head. “We sure did.” I say with a grin.

Even first brought up the Dog Discussion™ when Isak still lived at kollektivet. They were lounging on either side of the bigger couch, tangled in one another and Even massaging Isak’s foot that lay on his chest absent mindedly while watching TV.

“We should get a dog.” Even said, not even looking up. Isak snorted and mumbled something like yeah right.

It came up then and again but he was mostly safe from the topic, until Leo. Now Even has not been able to stop talking from the first time he went over there (since Mags send the picture, to be honest) about how amazing the puppy is and how cute and bby we need to get a dog! Isak of course was all eyerolls because “No, Even. we. won’t. get. a. dog.”

Today they finally went over to see Mags’ new dog, because the puppy needed time to settle into his new home without a lot of people coming over (Even and Vilde were allowed, though, which Mahdi said was just plain rude since he got him weed on the regular and really, really wanted to see the puppy).

So, ok, Isak wasn’t really a dog or cat person, as Jonas had stated in their group chat. Or rather, he wasn’t really any animal person. Growing up he didn’t have a pet and the only dog he had in his nearer circle was the one from three houses down, that always barked and growled viciously, loudly and relentlessly at him when he came back from school. (Look, Isak is not proud of it but he often tried to convince Jonas to come back to his place to have someone beside him when he passed that garden).

Now, when the four boys toed out of their shoes at Mag’s house and a little ball of black fur jump-ran towards them, Isak took a super small and not at all recognizable step behind Even.

(Who of course noticed, I mean you don’t get awarded boyfriend of the year for nothing, but went on to act as if he only picked Leo up to properly greet him,)

“Baby, you really seem to have what it takes will all the boys, huh?” Even’s grin is directed at Leo and he chuckles when the dog licks his face. (Isak frowns at the little creature – because excuse u dog, that boy is taken.)

“Huh?”

“Leo is usually super shy with people. When I got him he mostly just ran away from me.” Mags explained, to which Isak snorted  “That’s just the default reaction when it comes to you.”

Mahdi and Jonas chuckled and Mags grinned and gave him the finger before he exclaimed “Fuck you, he ran away from Even, too!”

But back to this infatuation of the puppy with Isak. It wasn’t a one time thing as it seemed.

When Mags, Mahdi and Jonas went into the kitchen to get their snacks and beer, Even and Isak sit down on the pillows Mags has thrown on the ground around the couches. And as they sat down, Even grabbed a dog toy to try and get the dogs attention, but Leo quickly waddles over to Isak and tried to jump at him (to get to one of his seemingly fascinating hoodie strings).

At which (thank fuck the boys were all out of the room when it happened) he grabbed for Even’s arm and let out a wobbly “Eeeveenn!”

Again, Even picked Leo up, one hand enough to wrap around the little puppy belly, without commenting on Isak’s obvicous fear. Then, very slowly to not startle the dog Isak, he took the string of Isak’s hoodie and – still holding the dog at a safe distance – letting Leo gnaw on it.

And isak melted a bit when he watched how Even’s eyes lit up, how happy he laughed at the little sneeze the puppy let out before taking his gnawing duties back up and how he stroked the fur lovingly (he took Isak’s hand and guided it it to Leo’s back and yeah, ok, that was one freaking soft puppy). 

Meanwhile, Leo was totally invested in playing and tugging at the string, which, admittedly, was pretty cute and not really scary. So, when the boys came back and Mags said “Ah, Even I need to show you something.” Even looks to Isak and waits for the nod to his silent question, before he carefully placed Leo in Isak’s lap.

After being tense for only a moment longer (or maybe 10 minutes) Isak relaxed and then got pulled into a conversation with Mahdi and Jonas. So, when Mags and Even returned he was already absent mindedly rubbing the puppy’s belly.

Which gets him one of Even’s 1000 watt smiles and he fished for his phone, taking approximately 2039484203 pictures of Isak and Leo.

Isak, used to Even pointing his phone at him by now, just smiled sweetly for the camera (that got him three rewarding peck to his lips) before Even pulled up Insta and posted a picture with the caption “Even who?” after Isak insisted.

The boys barked laughs and Even pouted but not for long because Leo, being the true bro that he is, decided this was the moment to fall asleep with his head on Isak’s knee and let out a snory snuffle.

After that Even is all whispered excitement “Baby! Look! This is so fucking adorable! You’re the softest and he’s the softest and I’m sorry Mags, but I’m taking both home.”

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When they were home – without Leo – Isak stared at Even for a while (who kept quiet, he knew when Isak needed time to form words by now).

Eventually Isak did start to talk, when he did he shrugged a lot and furrowed his brows a bit, which always meant he tried really hard to appear casual about something.

“Well…you know… I mean, puppies are scientifically proven to increase the health of their owners and, uh, … I mean statistically it shows that they help with depression, so … I mean, if you feel like, I dunno… Like if you might want one – for that! Then, uhm, I guess getting a puppy would be ok.”


(Maybe Isak was a dog person after all)

Always Be the Same (Smut)

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Request: Could you do one where y/n can’t sleep because shawn is going back on tour soon so you try and wake him up and he gets kinda frustrated but you too end up having very gentle/sweet sex?

Word count: 2,231

Always Be the Same (Smut)

I tossed and turned around the bed, still not being able to sleep. I gazed over at the clock, four hours ago, Shawn had kissed my forehead lovingly goodnight, before slowly fading into his sleep.

Looking beside me, Shawn were lying on his stomach, drooling a bit on the pillow. I still hadn’t been able to sleep, not even for just a minute.

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Shortcake (Connor Murphy X Reader)

AN; The reader is like so innocent she’s like— borderline anime girl. Not exactly the request I got, but close! This is all over the place. Short reader, loves! I just love the nickname shortcake lmao

WC; 1,369

TW; weeeeeeeed, suicide mention :<, anger con :,<

Your skirt bounced and your flats clicked as you practically skipped through the hallways, happiness radiating from you. You spotted Connor Murphy and your heart stopped, then sped back up. You smiled happily and caught up to him, poking him on the arm.

“Hey, Connor!” You laughed as he turned to you, a surprised look on his face. His face fell into a small smile, and he halfheartedly waved at you. You had been Connor’s only friend before he had tried to commit suicide, and you helped him recover afterwards. Due to spending so much time together, you had fallen in love together without letting the other know. You were heartbroken when you found out he tried to end his own life because he felt alone and misunderstood. You felt like you failed your job as being his friend, so you decided you would try to be more than his friend eventually.

“Hey, shortcake.” Connor said warmly, using your nickname.

“Beanpole.” You smiled up at him, gently punching him. Connor laughed and looked up, walking straight ahead.

“Hey, do you wanna skip 8th period with me, go smoke behind the school?” Connor said, smirking and looking at you.

“Oh, uh, are you sure we won’t get in trouble? I’m not smoking though.” You whispered, curiosity in your eyes.

“C’mon, shortcake, I’m an expert.” Connor winked at you and grabbed your hand, pulling you out of the school without getting noticed. Your face was pink by the time you both got the the risers on the track. Connor went underneath, pulling you gently behind him. He sat against a pole and dug a blunt out of his pocket, lighting it. You sat criss-cross in the grass, pushing your skirt down to cover everything. You started playing with the flowers around you while smiling like a child. Connor blew smoke upwards,  glancing at you occasionally. He blushed every time he saw you giggle and put a flower in your french braid. You eventually made eye contact and Connor spoke up.

“You want a hit?” Connor laughed, coughing a bit.

“Uhm, I don’t know how to?” You squeaked, tucking a flower behind your ear. Connor laughed and shook his head, his eyes slowly turning a bit red. You stared at Connor’s frizzy hair as an idea popped into your head.

“Can I braid your hair?” You blurted, a cute innocent look in your eyes. Connor shrugged and shifted so his back was facing you. You started to french braid flowers into his hair, mostly so he would match you. Connor mumbled a few curse words when you pulled on his hair to put a rubber band around it.

“I’m wearing this all day.” Connor mumbled, touching it gently. You giggled and gently rain a finger over the braid happily.. Connor made butterflies appear in your stomach, no matter what he was doing. You were in love with him. Connor scooted forward a bit and leaned back, resting his head in your lap. He had put the blunt out and on the ground.

“Can we just lay here together?” Connor asked, looking into your eyes happily. You turned red and nodded, gently touching his face. Connor sighed happily and closed his eyes, slowly drifting off to sleep.

“Oh gosh, oh my goodness.” You whispered. “I’m in love with you.”

Only thirty minutes later did you wake Connor up for 9th period. He groaned and rolled over, right off your lap.

“9th period?” Connor croaked.

“Mhm,” You hummed, grabbing your little purse and standing up.

“Did you just let me sleep on you or something?” Connor asked, rubbing his eyes and standing up.

“Uh, yeah, pretty much.” You smiled, letting him take your hand and sneak you back into the school right as the bell rang and teens flooded out of the hallways. People stopped and started whispering and laughing as you and Connor walked next to each other.

“Why is everyone staring?” Connor grumbled, looking at you confused. You face lit up bright red as you realized Connor still had a braid and flowers in his hair.

“O-Oh, um, your-you let me, er, do your hair? A-And I put flowers i-in it?” You whispered, coming to a stop in the middle of the hallway. Connor stopped a few feet ahead of you, going tense.

“What?” Connor asked coldly, trying to control his anger. People thought he was a freak already, and this is not what he needed. Now people were going to call him gay.

“I-I’m sorry Connor I-” You began, stepping forward with your hands up.

“Wow, Connor, now your hair makes you look like a hippie school shooter!” An annoying kid named Jared Kleinman called out, laughing obnoxiously.

Connor slowly spun around and practically growled, anger in his eyes.

“This is all your fault.” He hissed, pushing you to the ground and storming away. You shook gently and quickly exploded in tears. You got up and started running away, away from the crowd. You heard a few people you only knew the names of call your name and try to follow you. You flats clicked down the hallway as you reached the back door and flung yourself outside, tears falling.


“Mom, I don’t feel good.” You said again for the third time this week. Your mom sighed and nodded, leaving you home alone again. You stayed home for the last two days ever since Connor pushed you. It broke your heart and made you think he only thought of you as someone he could be around so he wasn’t completely alone. You had eaten a whole tub of ice cream and binge watched two Netflix series already.

Today you showered and dressed, only to go sit on the computer. You stared at it for a minute, wondering what to even do on it. You frowned and slowly typed into the search bar.

‘shortcake definition’

You clicked on the Urban Dictionary link at the top.

shortcake;

Nickname given to the most beautiful person in the world.

She’s short and sweet and makes me haaaappy, she’s a shortcake!

Your face lit up bright red, a smile on your face. The smile faded when you realized Connor would probably never talk to you again. You would never get to hear his cute voice tease you and call you shortcake again. 

A loud knock sounded on your front door. You sighed and got up, pulling your dress down slightly. You peeked through the peep hole and almost had a heart attack when you saw Connor standing there, flowers in his hands. He had a bun in his hair and another flower behind his ear. You took a deep breath and swung the door open, a blank look on your face.

“Oh, um, hey shortcake.” Connor smiled nervously, handing you the flowers. Your face burned red at the name as you hesitantly took the flowers.

“Why are you here, Connor?” You called out softly, looking into the flowers to avoid eye contact.

“I-I came to say I’m sorry.” Connor’s voice cracked, almost like he was crying.

“Connor-” You looked up, shocked at what you saw. “Are you.. Crying?”

“N-no-um-yes? I was just- so worried. I thought that-that you’d never want to see me again.” Connor mumbled, looking up to keep the tears back.

“I was worried I would loose my shortcake.”  Connor added, slowly making eye contact with you. You stared at him for a minute, figuring you didn’t have much to loose anymore.

“I love you, beanpole.” You dropped the flowers and flung yourself into his arms, making him almost loose his balance.

“Oh, good, I love you too, shortcake.” Connor whispered, kissing your hair.

Starco Week 3 - Day 1

“Damn, it’s hard to get to that pathetic princess.” A large brute said.

“Yeah, she’s long due for an initiation, but with her bodyguard agent Diaz around we can’t touch her.”

“Why don’t we shake them up a little then? Scare them a bit.” One of them suggested.

Another smiled. “I like that idea. They won’t know what’s coming.”


“C'mon, Marco! We have math now!” Star urged him as the bell rung, signaling the next period.

Marco winced. “Do we have to go to math? I’m already in a bad mood and I’m not looking forward to making it worse,” he replied.

“Geez, are we sure you’re the one who’s supposed to look after me? We have to go! If you miss class you’ll get detention!” Star exclaimed.

Marco feigned a gasp and shook his head. “No not detention!”

“Diaz, that is extremely rude.” Star seriously replied.

Marco sighed and rubbed his forehead. “Look, you can go without me princess. I don’t want you missing class and getting in trouble, which will inevitably lead to both of us getting into trouble. I’ll show up…later, okay?”

Star frowned before giving him a nod. “Okay. But don’t get in trouble!” She commanded.

Marco waved her off as she ran off to Ms. Skullnick’s room. He sighed and scratched the bandage on his cheek.

Lying down on the hill just far off the school building, Marco was taking a nap; taking in the feel of the grass below him, the air he breathed, and the warmth that coursed through him.

Suddenly he was jarred awake, being shaken by somebody. He grabbed whoever was shaking him by the scruff of their necks and threw them down to the ground, holding a fist near their face.

Marco’s victim shivered in fear until Marco stared at him for a few seconds and gave him a look of confusion. “Ferguson?”

Marco let go of his fellow classmate, standing straight and crossing his arms. “Okay spit it out. Why’d you wake me up?”

“Um, Skullnick asked me to find you and bring you to class.” Ferguson stammered.

Marco frowned and cracked his neck, which was stiff from sleeping. Damn, Skullnick knew he wouldn’t try and beat up Ferg. Being an old friend and pitiful made him more likely to survive with Marco.

He groaned and rolled up the sleeves of his jacket. “Alright, let’s go.” Marco started walking toward his class, before stopping and turning to Ferguson. “You coming or do you want to lie there all day?”

Ferguson scrambled to his feet, following Marco back to class.

“So a derivative is the - Ah, Mr. Diaz. How nice of you to join us for class. 20 minutes late. ” Ms. Skullnick sneered that last part. Marco lacked a reaction.

“As punishment, you’ll be cleaning the storage out back. I hear it’s been years since it’s seen light.” Skullnick said.

Marco rolled his eyes and took his seat by the window, paying more attention to the two squirrels fighting outside than Skullzers at the front of the class.

The bell signaling the end of school rang through the building, Marco groaning at his recent after school punishment.

He packed his things in his bag, making his way to the back of school grounds to clean the storage facility.

He already told Star to wait for him at home, but he could see her in his peripherals, always hiding behind something. He didn’t pay much attention to it, but soon he couldn’t keep up the obliviousness and called her out on her lousy stealth tactics.

“Princess, why are you following me?” Marco deadpanned.

Star jumped. She hadn’t noticed he noticed her. She stepped out from her hiding place, staring at the floor and looking for the right words. “Um…I just thought…maybe, I would help you clean. Less load on you, but if you want me gone, I totally understand-” Star was interrupted by Marco smirking and patting her head affectionately.

“Thanks, prin…Star” Marco corrected himself.

Star blushed and avoided his gaze. Marco rarely ever used her name when he referred to her, but when he did it made her knees buckle.

“Yeah, well, you owe me after this! I want one, no, two more nachos than I’m allowed! And wipe that dumb smirk off your face!” Star exclaimed.

“Um, you never had a limit to what you can eat, princess,” Marco said, beginning to walk away again.

“O-oh. Then I want you to attend every class ON TIME from now on!” Star commanded.

Marco couldn’t really say no. She was already doing this much for him, and with that cute demanding face, it’s hard to refuse.

“Yeah, fine. Whatever. Let’s go.”

Marco and Star made their way to the storage facility, walking up to the metal double doors. Using the key he got from the janitor, he unlocked the doors, pushing them open to reveal a large dusty room, with stuff that looked to be thirty-maybe forty-years old.

“Wow. This looks ancient.” Marco tried to switch on the lights, but due to age and the lack of much-needed renovation of the building, the lights refused to switch on.

“Damnit. Guess we’re going in dark,” Marco said.

Star suddenly seemed very nervous. “Do we have some flashlights or something?” She asked.

“Uh, maybe. Do you need them to see?” Marco asked.

“Y-yeah, right. Well?”

“I don’t have any on me now, but- OOF!” Marco grunted as he and Star were shoved into the building. Landing hard on their sides they heard the click of the lock, along with the footsteps of a few people.

Marco started to pat his body for the keys, only to realize he dropped it when he was shoved. “Stupid bastards…” Marco growled. “Princess, are you-”

Marco stopped and his eyes widened when he felt Star abruptly grab his arm. He narrowed his eyes in concern.

“Uh, princess?” He asked, starting to turn to look at her.

“Stop, don’t look at me. Please. Just, let me do this.” Star said.

Marco frowned, looking forward as Star vice gripped his forearm. He could feel her press up against him, shivering in…fear?

He could feel her heartbeat, and it was pounding pretty fast. Marco thought his own was too. Could she feel it as well?

“Star,” Marco began after a few moments of silence, “are you afraid,”

Star tensed up, and Marco could feel it.

“of the dark?”

Star’s grip suddenly intensified, and Marco could feel all circulating blood stop flowing in his left arm. She was surprisingly strong for such a timid girl.

“Ow! What the fu-!”

“Yes! I’m terrified of the dark! Shut up about it and please do something.” Star said, burying her face into his shoulder.

Marco furrowed his eyebrows together. “Don’t you have your wand?”

Star shook her head. “I…left it…in my locker. I…wanted to show you…I’m capable…without it.” Star took short breaths between each pause, and Marco thought she’d start hyperventilating.

Marco turned around and embraced her, kneeling on the floor. He closed his eyes and began to speak, “Deep breaths, princess. I know you’re capable. You fought monsters with me, a person you’ve never met and was a jerk towards you because you were concerned for me. You went through brainwashing and managed to stay your old self a bit. So prove me right. There’s nothing to be afraid of. I’m here with you. So calm down, now.” Marco said firmly.

Star’s breaths slowed down, and her tense form eased up a bit. Still hugging Marco, she spoke into his shoulder. “Thanks, Marco. I think I’ve calmed down. But can you just hold on for a little while?” She asked.

Marco tightened his jaw and nodded. “Sure.”

So they sat there. Marco’s eyes had adjusted to the darkness by now, and he could make out a silhouette of a box of props and costumes.

He got an idea of how to distract Star from her fear.

“Okay, Star. Don’t freak out, but I’m gonna let go for a few seconds.”

Star’s eyes widened as she looked up at him. “No, no no no no no no no! Don’t let go! I will throttle you if you do!” She begged,

Marco’s eyebrow lifted at the unexpected threat. “It’s okay, I’m only gonna let go for a few seconds, I’m gonna be back, I promise.” Marco hushed her. “Do you trust me?”

Star wiped her eye and silently nodded. Slowly Marco let go of her. He stood up and began to back away, their arms sliding against one another before it was only their hands connected, then fingers.

Then his warmth left Star, and he blended in with the inky blackness. Damnit! Why must his jacket be black!? Star began to feel alone now, the sense of abandonment creeping up on her for the first time in years. She curled up into a ball and almost began to tear up before Marco’s voice rang out from the darkness.

“I’m still here, princess. I’m still with you.” His assurance gave her courage and she managed to outlast until Marco came back holding a cardboard box. He placed it down in between him and Star before sitting down.

“What’s…what’s that?” Star asked.

“Just something to pass the time.” Marco pulled a couple of sticks from the box and bend them, a cracking noise coming from it.

The sticks suddenly started to glow, and Star stared at them in amazement. “Whoa! Is that more earth magic?” She asked.

Marco smirked at her childlike curiosity. “No, just some old glow sticks to light it up a little.”

He placed down the colorful glowing rods in a circle around the pair, leaving them in a dim, but brighter than before, setting.

Marco reached back into the box. Pulling out a red headband with horns on it, he placed it on his head and put a massive frown on his face.

“I’m Tom. I’m in denial and think l can get Star to like me, but I’m just hopelessly desperate and angry.” Marco mocked.

Star giggled at his impression, his voice not even close to Tom’s.

“Marco, stop, that’s mean.”

He smiled and pushed the box towards her. “Here, you try.”

“Um, I’m not sure…”

“It’s okay princess. Nobody here but us. I’ll keep it a secret.”

“Okay…” Star agreed. She dug into the box and pulled out a wig and a crown. Putting them both on, she then wore a dull, bored expression on her face. “This is of utmost importance! We can’t have this silly nonsense when you’re to be a ruler soon! Blah, blah, rules, rules, boring, discipline.” Star mocked in a mundane, strong accented tone.

Marco laughed and Star smiled.

“Lemme guess, your mom?” Marco asked.

Star nodded, not fully confident in mocking people she knew.

“Okay, my turn,” Marco said, digging through the box.

They went at this for a while, having a good time messing around with each other. They role played Skullnick, their classmates, Ludo, and even each other.

The two rolled around the floor, wheezing after laughing too hard at Star’s impression of Marco’s bad boy attitude. She accidentally cracked her knuckles, and her cute expression of pain made Marco laugh, Star eventually following in suit.

“Oh, man. That was…amazingly horrible.” Marco said.

Star smiled, nodding in agreement.

“So, you still afraid?” Marco asked.

“No, not anymore. Being in the dark isn’t so bad when you have someone to have fun with you here.”

“I don’t think you’re scared of the dark. I think it’s because of your isolation from people and loved ones during your hated experience at St. O’s, it made you feel alone and you were afraid of being lonely. In the dark, you can’t see anything. You feel cold, there’s nobody in sight. It’s like being alone, which may explain why you fear darkness.”

Star tilted her head at Marco’s explanation, a small smile telling him she didn’t understand what the hell he just said.

Marco realized what he was doing and covered his face. “Sorry, that’s Marco PhD talking,” Marco said, angry at himself for showing that part of him again. Why is it around her when his past comes out?

“Don’t be embarrassed. I don’t fully understand what you just said, but-” Star grabbed Marco’s hand, “-I hope you stay with me for now.” Star said.

Marco gulped. He blushed. A very pretty girl just grabbed his hand and pretty much said she wished they could stick together, with him. Marco Flippin Diaz. His blush intensified now that he was analyzing it. Stop thinking about it, Marco mentally scolded himself. Yeah, now he was embarrassed.

“Star, what-”

The sound of jingling keys was heard through the door and was inserted into the lock. Star suddenly stood up. “Help has arrived!” She said.

She eagerly walked forward, forgetting the heavy box between her and Marco. She tripped and fell on top of Marco, making a loud grunt as she did.

The janitor on the other end raised a brow. Since when did storage buildings grunt? He unlocked and opened the door, low and behold Star lying on top of Marco, a bunch of spilled props and costume pieces strewn about the floor.

The janitor gave the two a hard gaze before opening his mouth, “Look, I’m gonna go home and forget this. I’m closing this door and leaving it unlocked. Suggestion, keep your weird lovey-dovey affectionate cosplay sessions at home.” And with that, he slammed the door shut.

Star and Marco scrambled away from each other, faces burning crimson and tension as thick as maple syrup.

They quickly cleaned up in sync and walked out the door.

Awkwardly they turned to each other.

“So, nachos?”

“Yep, lots of nachos.”

“Movie?”

“Movie.”

“…”

“…”

“So you wanted two more nachos than usual?”

“Yes.”

“That janitor thing never happened.”

“Agreed.”

The looked at each other once more and started to burst out laughing. Marco wasn’t in a bad mood anymore.

“Let’s get home, princess.”

“Excellent suggestion, Marco!”


Marco then went on to have a bad mood again the next day, when Skullnick harshly reminded him at the volume of 120 decibels that he forgot to actually clean the storage building yesterday.

He should’ve skipped class.

(submitted by acseargentsmimph12)

| Roleplay | Peter Parker

[permanent + peter parker tag] : @momosakaki-san


“Hey pretty lady,” You wiggled your eyebrows. 

A snicker.

You tried to recover from your laughter and put back on your character, smoothing your expression out. 

“Do I work out? Nah,” you kissed your bicep, still grinning at your reflection in the mirror, flaunting off the spiderman outfit you found stashed in the back of Peter’s closet. You winked. “I’m just Peter Parker, your friendly neighbourhood Spiderman.”

You scoffed, striking another pose. “My powers? Got em off the world wide web.”  

Are you crooks alright? You look like your hands are tied.”

“Cat caught your tongue? Well more like spide- actually that’s gross, scrap that.”

“Babe, I can show you a sky high view of the city.”

“A mutant you say? Well sure I’m a freak, but only in the sheets-”

Ahem.”

You stiffened, mouth clamping shut. Pure trepidation ran through you, lighting your cheeks as you turned around.

Peter greeted you with a raised eyebrow, leaning against the closed door that you hadn’t heard open, a slight tint to his cheeks as well but largely outmatched by his grin. He was comfortable, as if he’d been watching for a while.

“P-Peter!” You laughed nervously. “Your aunt said you were over N-Ned’s-”

“I was,” He confirmed, eyes raking over your form, the red and blue material looking much more revealing on you than he, hugging to your chest and sides. You flushed brighter, attempting to cover yourself. He blushed at your reaction, snapping his eyes back to yours. “But I left early.”

You broke his gaze, looking everywhere else but him and coughing into your hand. “Is that so?”

“Yup,” he nonchalantly put his bag down on the floor beside him before starting to walk towards you. You tensed further, backing up. 

He stopped in front of you, so close you could feel the warmth radiating off him.

If you weren’t so embarrassed, you might have had a rush of tingles.

“Look, Pete, I can explain-”

“Explain what?” He interrupted, his eyebrows pulling together. “I’m the one freaking out about the actual Spiderman in my room.”

You blinked, confused. It only took you a couple more moments to get the hint and when you did, you felt happiness fill your chest.

“Fret not, citizen,” You placed your hands on your hips. “It is I, yes, but I am only a mere human, one of you. I’m not that special.”

“But you’re so cool!” He placed a hand on his forehead, mock swooning. “Can I get an autograph?”

“Where do you want it?” You bit your lip playfully, sounding authoritative.

Peter contemplated, glancing at the ceiling before falling backwards onto the bed, pulling you down with him. You landed on top of him, your hands by his head to hold you up and knees straddling his hips.

“Somewhere no one can see,” Peter whispered, hot breath hitting your ear and causing you to lose strength, almost falling on top of him as your arms wobbled.

“I’m afraid I can’t do that,” You mumbled, flashing a cocky grin. “Spiderman does tend to be incredibly flashy.”

Peter laughed, eyes twinkling.

“Well then I guess we’ve got to make due.”

He cupped the back of your neck gently but firmly with a calloused hand, tugging you down to seal his lips to yours.

Originally posted by takemespidey

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Originally posted by mrssoonyoung

S.coups- When he feels you head against his shoulder, the first thing that he does is freak out inside as he doesn’t know how to react. He would turn his head and peek at your adorable face and giggle to himself. He would also adjust himself to make you feel more comfortable and hold you closer so you don’t get cold. His heart will be filled with butterflies whenever you move because he doesn’t want to wake you up but when he sees that you are still peacefully asleep he would then relax a little and continue to watch you sleep


Originally posted by minqhyuk

Jeonghan- Jeonghan’s first reaction to his crush falling on his shoulder would be smiling to himself, he would feel your warmth against his shoulder and would just froze because he doesn’t want to wake you up. He would also sneakily run his hands through your hair and your face because he just can’t believe that he has an angel sleeping on his shoulder. When other people look over at you he would just cover your face with his giant hands because he wants to be the only one to admire your beauty.


Originally posted by encaleigh

Joshua - He would try his best to stay still as he doesn’t want to move and for you to wake up but on the inside he’s having a panic attack. He would look at you while you sleep and just think to himself “she’s so pretty even when she’s asleep.” A part of him can’t believe that you’re actually asleep on his shoulder. He’s trying to stay calm but he’s so nervous. He would make sure that the boys were being quiet because he didn’t want you to wake up. He would also make sure you were comfortable because this boy is a total sweetheart. He would listen carefully as you mumble things in your sleep. He found you even cuter when you were asleep. After this moment he was so sure about his feelings for you and began thinking of how to confess his love to you.


Originally posted by mauloveskpop

Jun - He’s usually such a cool, confident guy but when he’s around you he turns into a shy schoolbook who stutters and never makes eye contact with you. When you say next to him on the couch he immediately freaked out. Sweaty palms, fidgeting but still trying to remain as normal as position. He puts on a movie and slowly you start getting sleepy as you weren’t really interested. After a while you fall asleep and your head lands on his shoulder. The moment he feels your head on his shoulder a part of him becomes more comfortable. He sees how comfortable you are around h and he just relaxes resting his head on yours and slowly drifting off to sleep.


Originally posted by mvnghaos

Hoshi- When you fall asleep on his shoulder after a long date, Hoshi’s first reaction would be to secure your head so that your neck doesn’t get hurt and he will just smile at your appearance. He would try and cover you with his jacket and move your closer to him so that the whole world knows that you belong to him. After a while he would most likely fall asleep too with his head by yours and hands intertwined because he finally found the courage to hold your hand while you are asleep.


Originally posted by plummetintothediamondlife

Wonwoo - He has one of the biggest crushes on you but he’s never going to let you know. You kinda think he doesn’t like you because he’s so quiet and you’ve barely talked to him. If only you knew that when you were around he would freak out on the inside, get sweaty palms and just look down but always sneak glances at you. One day you decided to drop in on practice to see the boys. You sat down on the floor next to him and slowly since you drifted off to sleep. Once your head makes contact with his shoulder he immediately freaks out and tries to remain calm but he’s sweating and freaking out. The boys notice and try to keep Wonwoo calm as they wanted to get you guys together. Slowly one by one they all leave just leaving him alone with you. He sits there freaking out and clueless about what to do but he wraps his arm around you to keep you warm and slowly becomes more relaxed.


Originally posted by fyboyfriendsvt

Woozi- Woozi’s personality is very hard to understand as he doesn’t really show his emotions often. So of course you won’t know how much he likes you and wants to spend time with you, when he finally asks you out on a date he would be dead nervous. He wouldn’t know what to say but you just initiate conversations anyway. When he feels your head against his shoulder he would scream a million times inside and his body would stiffen. He would make things look really awkward but that’s just because he is shy. After a while when he gets more use to it he would move closer and start patting your back and humming a song while you sleep.

Originally posted by pledis17

DK - As soon as he feels your head on his shoulder. He can’t stop smiling. This is one the biggest cheesiest smiles he’s ever had. He looks down at you sleeping and smiles even harder if that’s possible. He finds you absolutely adorable and cute. He would slightly panic a bit but then he’s so happy to see you sleeping on his shoulder like you picked him. He would feel so special and proud. After this he would just smile for days. Maybe even months.


Originally posted by what-ohhellnah-holdup-huh-ohokay

Mingyu - this boy drops everything and immediately freaks so obviously once you fell asleep on his shoulder he completely freaks out and stands up causing you to fall on the floor. Once you fall he freaks out so much and comes to comfort you straight away. Mingyu apologises and apologises. He feels so bad but he was so nervous about you sleeping on his shoulder. After this the other boys never missed a chance to tease you or him about this.


Originally posted by mystarsandmoonhao

The8 - His Korean wasn’t really good but he always made an effort to talk to you. You had a massive crush on him but never figured out how he felt about you. Until the day you fell asleep on his shoulder. He would immediately tense up because he was freaking out like??? What do I do?? She’s so beautiful. He would try to get comfortable because he sees you’re looking a bit awkward sleeping that way. He would still continue to freak out inside because he wouldn’t believe it was you asleep on his shoulder so close to him.

Originally posted by lunarjun

Seungkwan - He is literally one of the sassiest people you know and everyone would expect him to be a bit dramatic and sassy if anyone had fallen asleep on his shoulder but when you fell asleep on his shoulder his reaction shocked everyone. He was so calm he wrapped you in the blanket and wrapped his arms around you comforting you. He would eventually drift off to sleep with you in his arms. This would be one of the cutest moments ever.


Originally posted by sneezes

Vernon - Vernon would look down at you sleeping on his shoulder and just stare at you not knowing what to do. His body would just stiffen up causing you discomfort and you would make this obvious by trying to adjust yourself. He would immediately shift around trying to get you comfortable. He tries to pull a blanket over you but instead you grab his hand and wrap it around yourself. After this he would just stay completely still and be as red a tomato.

Originally posted by livelovelunch

Dino - this poor boy would not know how to react. You’re his first real crush and he has absolutely no idea how to even talk to you. He’s made it so obvious that he’s got a crush on you and well the other boys are always teasing him about it. You found it so cute that he has a crush on you especially since you felt the same way about him but you both are so nervous to tell each other. One day you came to the dorm absolutely drained but you promised to have a movie marathon. The last thing you wanted to do was cancel on your crush. You arrive at the dorm and sit next to him in the couch. Some of the other boys join you and it’s so tight that you’re squashed but you’re next to Dino so it’s all okay. The movie was so boring that you drift off to sleep on Dino’s shoulder. He immediately freaks out and when the boys notice they begin to tease him. He tells them all to shush and slowly grabs the blanket and covers you. He continues to watch the movie but keeps checking to make sure you’re okay. Once you wake up you apologise so much but he just responds “it’s okay don’t worry about it but you did look really cute sleeping on my shoulder.” This makes you blush and let’s just say that was the start to an amazing relationship.

Really hope you guys like this!!

Admin Mi & Sunshine. 

Drive In Confessions

Word Count: 1,711    

   A/N: This was requested by NoaCohen17 on Wattpad, i hope this is what you wanted!

Originally posted by betty-and-jughead


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    It was the last night that the Drive In was going to be open, and as expected Jughead was upset. He had been a mess all night, although Y/N was the only one who knew it, he wouldn’t dare to show anyone else how he actually felt. They knew he was upset of course, but they never saw him cry over the matter like Y/N did, she was his absolute best friend and his crush. The Drive In had a final showing, and everyone left as soon as the movie was over, everyone except for Jughead and Y/N. They sat on the ground on a blanket discussing the next movie they were going to watch.    

    “Whats next?” Jughead asked quietly, and Y/N shrugged.    

    “Whatever you want Juggie, this is your night.” she said tenderly.    

    “No, its our night, this was our favourite hang out and its about to be demolished. This is just as much your night as it is mine.” he said, sniffling and trying to hold back tears. Y/N rubbed small circles on Jugheads back, and leaned her head on his shoulder, staring off at the screen.    

    “I honestly don’t care what we watch, as long as I’m with you this night will be special.” she said, and Jughead nodded, standing up. He held out his hand to Y/N and she took it, and he pulled her up. She stumbled and crashed into his chest and he caught her, chuckling and staring down at her. She backed away and tried to hide her crimson blush, brushing herself off.    

    “Whats so funny, Chuckles?” she said, and Jughead laughed even more.     “Whats so funny? Maybe the fact that apparently you don’t know how to stand on two feet. Have you been standing long, princess?” he teased, and she blushed even more at the nickname.    

    “You’re an ass, why am I friends with you?” she asked, walking towards the film room.    

    “Because I’m your ass.” he called, walking after her. She stopped in her tracks and turned around.    

    “Wow, cringe alert.” she said, and Jughead rolled his eyes.    

    “You know what I meant.” he said and she shrugged.    

    “Do I really?” she teased and he gave her a slight shove.    

    “Yes, you know me better than anyone.” he said in a serious tone, and she nodded.    

    “I better, I’m your best friend and I don’t want any secrets between us.” she said, and he nodded.    

    “Are you keeping any secrets from me?” he asked and she tensed up slightly.    

    “You don’t need to know.” she said, and grabbed her arm as she tried to walk away.    

    “Woah I don’t think so, you just said there shouldn’t be any secrets between us.” he said, staring down at her.    

    “"Are you keeping any secrets from me?” she asked cheekily, and he stared down at the floor. “Wow, your poker face really crumbles when it comes to me.” she teased.    

    “Yeah whatever.” he huffed. “We should probably get these secrets out of the way, shouldn’t we?” he asked and Y/N blushed, slowly nodding her head.     “Yeah, I guess.” she looked up at the raven haired boy. “You should probably go first.” she quickly added, earning a chuckle from the boy.    

    “Fine, I guess I will.” slowly he walked the rest of the way to the little shack at the back of the Drive In and stopped in front of the door and turned to face the (Y/H/C) haired girl. “Please don’t get mad at what I’m about to tell you.” he said quietly, and she looked at him worriedly.    

    “Okay…” she said. Slowly, he opened the door to the little room and let her peer inside. Her eyes fell onto a small mattress with blankets and clothes on it. She saw a few pictures around the small place, and she turned to face Jughead. “Are you…?”    

    “Yeah.” he said quietly. “You already know whats going on with my dad of course, but I got tired of it so I moved out. I didn’t exactly have anywhere else to go so I came here.”    

    “What do you mean you had no where else to go, you could of come to live with me!” she exclaimed, and she saw his face fall even more. “Im sorry, I didn’t mean to yell, its just you could have come and stayed with me. You know that right?” she said quietly, grabbing onto his shoulder and forcing him to look at her.    

    “Your parents wouldn’t of allowed it.” he said, and it was her turn to spill a secret.    

    “About that.” she said, giving a nervous laugh. “I don’t exactly live with my parents anymore.” she said, and he looked at her wide eyed. “Please don’t tell the others, they’d take over my house and throw a party, and I cant stand seeing people at our school already, I don’t need to hate them at my house as well.” she said and Jughead laughed.    

    “I wont, I promise, but what do you mean you don’t live with them anymore?” he asked.    

    “Well, as you know my parents aren’t all that great either. You know how they were never home and I practically take care of myself anyways, so I got a job and moved out of my house. I’m in a small two bedroom one bathroom apartment and its super cheap but kind of shitty but hey, its better than living with parents who don’t care about me.  At least this way I have a reason to take care of myself, and its my own roof so its my own rules.” she said. Jughead slowly nodded his head.    

    “Why didn’t you tell me before, you have to be careful Y/N, theres a murderer on the loose and having you alone scares me.”’ he said worriedly and she giggled.    

    “You’re the one to talk, this place has the shittiest locks ever, I could kick down your door in .02 seconds. And I didn’t tell you because I knew you’d freak out.” she said, and he nodded his head in agreement.    

    “Touché.” he said.    

    “Anything else you have to take off your chest?” she asked, leaning against the door frame and crossing her arms across her chest.    

    “Well, there is one thing, but I don’t know if I want to say anything.” he said and she rolled her eyes.    

    “Come on, you can tell me.” she said, and Jughead sighed. “Wait, don’t tell me, I think I know what it is.”      

    “"What?” he asked, tensing up. There was no way she would know, is there?    

    “You’re an alcoholic.” she said seriously, and Jughead shook his head. Y/N giggled. “I know that’s not it, you’re just taking way too long to tell me whats actually up.”    

    “I didn’t find it very funny.” he said, staring down at the ground.      

    “Wow, and there goes your sense of humor. Seriously Juggie, whats up, just tell me.” she pleaded. A sudden burst of confidence coursed through Jughead and he took a deep breath.      

    “Fine, here it goes.” he started, and Y/N perked up. Jughead took a few steps forward until he was right in front of Y/N. His gaze fell upon her face, and she looked up questioningly up at him.      

    “Jughead, what’s going on, I thought you were going to…” she trailed off as Jugheads gaze went from her eyes to her lips, and she quickly caught on to what was about to happen. “Oh…” she said as he started to lean down. He paused right before his lips met hers.      

    “Are you sure?” he asked quietly, his breath fanning out across her face, sending shivers up her back. She stood on her toes, closing the gap between the two of them. They stood there for what felt like hours, his lips on hers. pouring every emotion they could into this one kiss. Y/N finally pulled away breathlessly, staring up at the handsome raven haired boy that stood in front of her.

    “Thats quite a secret you’ve been holding onto.” she joked, earning a smirk from Jughead.      

    “Correct me if I’m wrong, but it seems like you were keeping the same one.” he said, grabbing her hands and leaning down close to her again.    

    “Its a shame you didn’t tell me earlier.” she whispered and Jughead chuckled, moving to close the gap between them. She quickly pulled away, moving towards the shelves of movies, searching for one to watch. Jughead watched as she looked through the films, and she slowly turned around smirking.      

    “You’re such a tease.” he said, walking towards her.      

    “Not a tease, just impatient to watch our last movies here.” she stated bluntly, still smiling. “We have our whole lives to celebrate our little secret, but we only havetonight to celebrate the Drive In.” Jughead nodded, looking through the movies as well. He pulled out (Y/F/M) and showed it to her, and she lit up.      

    “My favourite!” she exclaimed, and he laughed. “Are you sure that’s the one you want to watch?” she asked, and he nodded.      

    “I don’t care what we watch, as long as I’m with you this night will be special.” he said, and she leaned up and gave him a peck on the lips. Jughead set the movie up, and it started rolling.    

    “Well then, shall we?” she asked, holding out her hand.      

    “We shall.” he said, taking it. They exited the small shack and Jughead turned to close the door.      

    “You do realize I’m being serious about you living with me.” Y/N said, walking back towards their spot. Jughead watched her as she walked backwards, smiling at him. Sure he was heartbroken about this being the last night he had at the Drive In, but this night still was a good one. He may be loosing one important part of his life, but he gained another, and he felt like Y/N was going to make it all okay. For once in a long time, he felt happy, truly happy.      

    “I never doubted it.” he called, jogging to catch up with her. She plopped down on the blanket and Jughead sat beside her, wrapping his arm around her. She snuggled into his side, and they sat there in silence, enjoying the last night there in eachothers company.


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a couple of kacchako doodles

the first one is based on a silly idea that me and a couple friends (@thecrowmaiden and @athanatosora) talked about where Ochako gets up in the middle of the night and accidentally goes back to the wrong room

Bakugou Freaks Out b/c he was sleeping peacefully and suddenly Uraraka is on top of him snoring and he spends like half the night blushing like a firetruck, tense, and silently screaming b/c WH AT THE FU CK SHE’S S LEEP IGN ON M E except he doesn’t wanna wake her up and basically he’s trying very hard not to blow either of them up

u can find the doodle of that [here] lmao (+Uraraka waking up while Baku sleeps)

eventually tho he falls asleep and the above pic happens

(i hc that Bakugou is touch sensitive but he also sorta craves affection deep, deeeep down, and it only shows when he’s not conscious to fight it lmao)

ALSO I JUST LOVE TO DRAW CHARACTERS CUDDLING platonic or romantic idgaf i just love to draw charas cuddling ok i love it so much

(+ more of Uraraka initiating kisses b/c Bakugou doesn’t know a thing about romance and he doesn’t know how to initiate affection lmao)

Guys My Age Don’t Know How To Touch Me - Part IV

I woke up to another mess in the living room
Broken bottles all around my feet
They came again in the night under crescent moon
Didn’t wake me in my sleep

‘Cause they talk and drink and laugh 'bout things
And fall in love in my backyard
I hide and cower in the corner
Conversation’s getting hard

'Cause nobody seems to ask about me anymore
And nobody seems to care 'bout anything I think
And nobody seems to recognize me in the crowd
In the background screaming, “Everybody, look at me”

- Halsey, Angel On Fire


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  2. I am a huge scaredy cat, but have very poor self preservation skills. I have to know. I have to. I hear something upstairs? Sounds like a murderer? Hip hip, it’s investigation time.
  3. I love lox. Smoked salmon an everything bagel with capers and onion and cream cheese. Sign me up. I’ve had it every year for my birthday breakfast since I was 17.
  4. One time at the beach one of my brothers got swept off the rocks by a big wave. I just stood there screaming, making no move to save him, until he washed back up on shore laughing his ass off.
  5. I later became a lifeguard with that same brother.
  6. Screaming freaks me out. It never used to until I became an EMT (large families are loud), but it does now. Even celebratory screaming or “so nice to see you” screaming.  It automatically makes my spine rigid, my hearing super sensitive, and my muscles tense. I have to see what’s happening to relax.
  7. I hate kazoos, actually. Someone recently invited me to a kazoo party. “It will be fun,” they said. “Over my dead body,” I told them with equal earnestness.
  8. I have four siblings, all the same age as me! I don’t know what I’d do without them, they’re all such amazing, talented people. Every time I talk to them I am continuously amazed that due to marriage/blood/blackmail they have to like me.
  9. I’ve been writing stories since I was eight. It started in Mrs. S’s class where we were writing fables and I wrote about why the moon is so much smaller than the sun. I ought to write her a thank you note.
  10. I am writing this list instead of working. This list is powered by procrastination, the most powerful force in the world. We should all be afraid of procrastination. It is too mighty.