i want to see this show again before it closes but that's probably not happening

chasingbutterflies  asked:

heck ok that minhyun college au had me feelin some type of way and he's not even my bias so if you wanted could you do one for jr? your writing is absolutely wonderful and i really appreciate all you do <3

  • specialty: jonghyun is doing his residency in cardiology 
  • “of coURSE you want to be a heart doctor” “what do you mean?” “well it’s just,,,,,,you’re so kind and ,,,,,, loving,,,,,it just fiTS YOU” 
  • ^probably an actual conversation between jonghyun and minki in med school LOL
  • but no he really does his best in all of his work, like he knows that there are limits to how much he can do for people and the fact breaks him because he just wants to make sure everyone is taken care of and is safe
  • but his selflessness got him into some trouble in med school because people would constantly ask to cheat off him and some even took the credit for work /he/ did
  • yet jonghyun never as much as complained, even when dongho threatened to fight them for him because jonghyun would just shrug it off and be like “if it helps them, then that is what matters” and everyone is always like yes but at what cost to you and jonghyun just smiles
  • ,,,,,that damn adorable angelic smile,,,,,,,and everyone is like god you really arent a person. you’re some kind of righteous demi-god with a heart too good for your own being LOL
  • looks totally mature and serious in his uniform and when he does intakes for the cardiology department 
  • but ,,,,,, the other residents know the tRUTH
  • about how his ID card is actually yellow and has little flowers on it, how instead of taking the precious time to sleep he’ll stay up and read webtoons on his phone, has a collection of squirtle’s lined up on his bed 
  • he gets really embarrassed when the superiors compliment his work and he’ll kind of try to hide his smile but also,,,, 
  • as usual if someone is getting in trouble he’ll try to shift the blame onto himself and again everyone is like jonghyun please stop putting yourself on the line for others
  • but he can’t,,,,it’s in his nature
  • one time he almost got kicked out of the program because he was going to take the blame for a negligent resident but thankfully minhyun and dongho intervened in time BUT STILL EVEN AFTER ALMOST GIVING THE REST OF NUEST A HEARTATTACK JONGHYUN CONTINUES TO DO THESE THINGS 
  • i guess you just can’t hold a good person down lgfjds
  • anyway back to him being cute,,,, he always compliments minki because he thinks he looks the best in his doctors coat and minhyun is (kinda) jealous while dongho is straight out like jonghyun jonghyun look at me flex - jonghyun hey
  • got caught singing to himself after putting away blood samples and everyone always asks him to show off his voice and he’s like ,,, a,,,ah i cant
  • (but he totally did at the christmas party some residents threw and it was. amazing. rumor is someone cried because jonghyuns voice was so nice)
  • everyone says he flirts with patients when he’s helping them get ready for procedures but jonghyun is just like???? im being nice
  • and everyone is like being nice doesnt involve being so damn handsome and using a soft tone of voice and flasing that smile-
  • jonghyun: are you saying my face is flirting for me
  • dongho: thats exactly it. It’s his face you guys. look at it
  • did i mention he totally saw a kid holding a pokemon toy in the waiting room and did an impersonation of squirtle to get the kid to laugh. well im mentioning it now.
  • so it’s technically your first time e v e r at the cardiologist and you have no idea what to expect and you’re kinda nervous,,,
  • the lady at the front desk is like honey dont worry its all painless and fine but you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,,,not completely convinced 
  • and when the nurse calls you in you’re expecting that she’ll be the one with you for most of the visit but she sits you down in a room and says one of the residents will do some tests today
  • and you’re like ok,,,,looking around the painfully bright room and wondering about all the different tools and the big diagrams of the human heart hung up on the wall
  • and when the door opens you turn and,,,,,damn near fall off the examination table
  • because the boy in front of you,,,,,,he’s got to be??? an actor???? a singer????? is this a prank camera????
  • he smiles,,,,dark hair combed neatly against his forehead and he points to the heart monitor in his hands nad he’s like “im jonghyun, ill be doing some tests on you for the doctor.”
  • in your head you’re still like,,,,,,is this dude actually a resident,,,,,isnt he too good looking
  • you’re so distracted that you dont even notice him hook you up to the heart monitor, carefully wrapping it around your arm and smiling at you as he pulls back to turn on the machine
  • and for a moment he watches the bright numbers and he writes something down, coming closer to you you see the numbers on the machine go up
  • and when you glance over,,,,,jonghyun is looking confused too
  • he puts his hand back on the part of your arm and tightens the band a bit
  • the closeness is a bit much for you,,,,seeing his face up close you realize he’s even more handsome than before
  • and you can literally hear your heartbeat in your ears
  • jonghyun moves back and you let out a sigh,,,,the number begin to drop down to normal 
  • and jonghyun is like “that’s,,,,,odd,,,,let me see something-”
  • he takes a step closer to you again,,,looking at your eyes and taking out his stethoscope and you’re once again hearing your heartbeat in your ears
  • and after a minute or two jonghyun,,,,,looks down at his notepad and is like
  • “it seems that everytime i get near you,,,,,your heart rate goes up. are you nervous?”
  • you in your head: ofc im nervous have you SEEN your FACE
  • you speaking: ,,,,oh just im nervous of seeing the doctor hahaha,,,
  • jonghyun nods and gives you a smile,,,,he leans forward to put his hand on your wrist reassuringly
  • too bad you’re still hooked up to the machine and the numbers go back up past 110 and jonghyun is like oh ,,,,wow
  • and you’re ike gbifkdfljsfg e@ your body plEASE STOP contrOL yOURSELf
  • and jonghyun writes something down before taking the band off you and saying that the doctor will come in soon
  • and you cant even look at him because,,,,wow,,,,you really just got your heart rate raised by this cute resident you dont even know how corny gfldjcbvg u really need to stop falling for people you just meet
  • but as jonghyun closes the door he cant help but smile to himself because,,,,thats the first time someones heart rate has changed so drastically in front of him
  • plus the look of slight embarrassment on your face was so cute,,,,,,
  • the rest of the appointment goes by fine. the doctor is like nothing seems to be wrong and you’re healthy although ive never seen such spikes in heart beat,,,,maybe its the nerves?
  • and you’re going back out of the room to the front desk when you bump into someone and looking up you see him again,,,,,jonghyun
  • the heat rushes all up into your face and you’re like fkgdse sorry,,,,,for getting all nervous back there
  • and he laughs because you’re the patient you shouldn’t ever apologize and you’re like gOsh i probably looked like such a fool
  • but jonghyun shakes his head and he’s like “a lot of people get nervous at the doctors,,,,,but not a lot of people still manage to look cute”
  • and you’re like excuse me and he’s like,,,,,oh,,,,i said that outloud?
  • and you’re like y,,,yes??// and jonghyun is just like coyly smiling and he’s like well no use in hiding it - it was very cute, its nice to know i can have such an impact on someone
  • and you’re like listen,,,,please,,,, you’re just so attractive up close i thought u werent a real resident for a bit
  • that makes jonghyun laugh and you cant help but giggle too
  • you both walk out to the front desk and you tell jonghyun that it was nice to meet him,,,,,and jonghyun is like ah! before you go - here
  • he hands you a pamphlet on heart health and you’re like,,,,,thank you?
  • but when you leave you open it up and out falls a note torn from a pad and it says
  • ‘if you ever are free - stop by the hospital again? only if you want of course~ resident kim ‘makes your heart rate go past 110′ jonghyun’
  • its,,,,,the corniest thing but you cant help but feel a giddiness in your stomach 
  • jonghyun back in the doctors office is telling himself that he really shouldnt have wote that dumb ‘makse your heart rate go past 110′ part but its DONE now,,,,so he’ll ave to just wait and see
  • ,,,,,,,of course you come back how can you not lmao you show up at the office and the front desk women seems to know whats going on she just winks and tells you to wait while she gets jonghyun
  • its a short first “date” because it happens outside the hospital cafe where you’re both drinking coffee and talking about your interests and hobbies and jonghyun has to run back after fifteen minutes but,,,,
  • it’s enough for you two,,,,,
  • slowly you visit the hospital more and more until finally you and jonghyun share a first kiss near the doctors entrance to the parking lot and it’s,,,,not thE most romantic but jonghyun somehow makes it just that murmuring that after kissing you he wonders if your hearts went over 150 and you’re like jonghyun,,,,wouldnt i die
  • and he’s like im dying right now,,,,from your cuteness and you’re like pLEASE
  • dating resident!jonghyun: like most residents he doesnt have any time for real dates but jonghyun will put all of his power into making every visit of yours count, im not kidding he literally does the most of your time together whether its gifting you flowers he totally paid dongho 20 bucks to run out and buy on his lunch because he wanted to have something nice to give you but wouldnt be let off by the doctor to using his lab coat to shield you two from the other residents in the dorm when you get a couple of minutes longer and jonghyun wants to kiss you deeply and passionately but also theres like 5 other people in the room LOL, he tells you that if you ever miss him you can look up videos of squirtle - people say they look a like and you’re like if you’re squirtle am i pikachu??? and he’s like omg,,,,,yes,,,,,,that is our couple dynamic from now on, you learn very quickly that the charming, doctor to be that made your heart race is actually a Big Soft Dork, but you love it and you keep sneaking him in new comic books and snacks and every other resident is like jonghyun ask your significant other to get us stuff too and jonghyun can never say no so you end up having like a literal list of things to bring with you every damn time, you learn that jonghyun is selfless in the way he treats you like you are the only one that matters in the relationship, and tbh you dont like it because you want to show him that his needs are just as important as yours so even when jonghyun holds you in his arms and you feel that he’s trying to be polite you’re like “if you want you can put your hand-” jonghyun blushing like i,,,i shouldn- you: jonghyun we’re dating just do it if you want FGFDSg, you can tell the days that are the most hectic because jonghyun comes out to meet you with his hair a mess and his ID on sideways and you always fix him up and kiss his face and he refers to you as his sunlight in dark times and you’re like please you’re my sunlight you make me so proud (those words literally. melt him), is the type to have his family as his phone background and you’re like wow!! id love to meet your parents some day and jonghyun sheepishly admits he’s bragged about you already on the phone, adores it when you get fussy over him not taking his vitamins and not getting enough sleep and he’s always like ‘this is the life of a resident blah blah i cant stop till im the perfect doctor blah blah’ and you’re just holding his face in your hands like kim jonghyun your body is a temple - and not only your temple anymore but also mine because i love you and care about you so seriously dont overwork yourself every time, jonghyun never says it but seeing you scold him like that kind of gets him going and he always attacks you with kisses that show his urgency and you’re like !!! because as sensitive and gentle as jonghyun usually is sometimes something inside him comes out ;—) and it comes out to the point that you might have to hide your neck the next day lkdsjxcv, you wear jonghyun’s lab coat and stand next to minki and everyone is like ok now whose the best looking “doctor” and jonghyun chooses you and minki is DEVASTATED but minhyun is like finally,,,,someone has knocked minki off his high horse, jonghyun holding you around the waist cuddling his face into your neck completely ignoring everything else around you two: uhuh, he’s always saying sorry for things like sneezing our bumping into you by accident and you’re like kim jonghyun you angel you’re too good for me and this world and he’s like,,,well he’s like im sorry TT and you’re like if you say that again i will kiss you to shut u up (of course he says it again,,, and again,,,an again), you learned that he plays a lot of instruments and when he gets the chance he shows you videos of him and you’re like ,,,, how are you so talented and handsome and how am i so lucky and he’s like,,,,,,im the lucky one shh,,,,you guys are literally the ‘i love you more’ ‘no i love you more’ couple LOL, has a habit of licking his lips when he’s thinking and you’re like jonghyun dont do that around patients i feel like one of them might fall for you, dongho from somewhere: they all already fall for him, when he’s not doing his residency and you guys do get to go out you get to see cutest bf jonghyun in a soft cardigan and a warm smile and you’re like wow i love you so much you are like the human personification of wholesome goodness, jonghyun probably has a photo of you in his locker at the dorm that he talks to at the beginning of the day like ‘let make it through the day so our future is bright,,,,,my future with you’ LIKE HES THAT CUTE OK 

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First Love (Part 2)

Summary: Suga’s sister wants to spend more time with her brother, unfortunately for you, you want to keep your relationship a secret from your best friend.

Pairings: Min Yoongi (Suga)/ Reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 3.7k

Part 1 | Masterlist

A/N: Sorry that my smut is a little too explicit

-

“(Y/N)?”

“Jisoo?” There stood your best friend, who happened to be sister’s with the guy you just slept with.

“What are you doing here?” She asked confused.

“We just had hot steamy-” Yoongi smirked as your eyes popped out of your head.

“My cable broke and Yoongi kindly offered me a spare.” She was still confused as she looked between you and her brother.

“We’re neighbors.” You further explained.

“Oh…what do ya know.” She smiled but you couldn’t read the truth behind it.

You got up and nervously went over to Yoongi’s kitchen grabbing a glass and filling it up with water.

“Ill be right back.” Jisoo got up and headed towards the bathroom.

“What’s with you?” Yoongi brushed your shoulder as you leaned against his counter. You turned around to face him.

“Nothing.” You shrugged.

“Why are you acting weird?” He leaned into you kissing your jaw line until he moved to your neck.

“I know your sister very well.”

“So?” He leaned back up kissing your lips.

You felt like you were in a daze. You kissed back bringing your tongue deep into his mouth. He moved his hand father up your shirt causing friction.

You snapped back to reality once you heard the sound of a toilet flushing. He looked at you disappointed as you pulled away. “She’s been my best friend for years, don’t you care how she would react?”

“I don’t care what my sister thinks about anything.”

“She might get mad.” You pouted.

“We met before you knew I was her brother….and technically we’re not together…..so we wouldn’t be lying.”

He was right.

“I know.” You heard the door opened from the bathroom.

“That doesn’t mean I don’t want to though.” He whispered as soon as he saw your sadden face.

“So how did you two meet?” Jisoo finally entered the room.

“Your friend is a loud obnoxious person.” Yoongi walked away from you.

“Really? You’re the one who always blast your music.” You argued.

“Only because you started to first.” He argued back.

“Okay so how did you come friends because obviously my brother is hard to make friends with.” Jisoo mumbled the last part but Yoongi clearly heard and pinched her side.

“Yoongi’s not that bad, he’s pretty handy with his hands.” You didn’t mean it in any sexual way but Yoongi did by the look of his face. He was holding in a laugh.

“Is there a reason you’re here?” Yoongi annoyingly looked at his sister.

“Can’t I just hang out with you.” Jisoo answered.

“No.” Yoongi said seriously but you pursed your lips in a smile.

“Come on.” She attempted to hug her brother but he squirmed out of her embrace.

“I’m busy.” He stated.

“Then why does (Y/N) get to be here.” She pouted.

“I was just leaving, he was giving me this.” You held up the cable.

“Fine….but you need to stop working so hard, you’ll get depressed.” Jisoo started towards the door.

“I like my job.” He smiled.

“Can I see your place?” Jisoo looked at you.

“Sure.” You started following her out the door but looked back at Yoongi. He rolled his eyes. You just quietly waved before exciting.

As soon as you let Jisoo in she looked around.

“So.” She sat down on your sofa. “What’s going on between you and my brother?”

You froze. “What do you mean?”

“My brother is quiet and grouchy….he obviously likes you if you stepped foot into his apartment.” She chuckled.

You took a deep breath of relief, you thought she expected something.

“Yoongi’s nice.”

Jisoo sarcastically laughed.

“He’s a little rough around the edges but hes pretty cool.” You smiled.

“Tell me your secret then.” She huffed.

“He can’t be that bad.” You suggested.

“I don’t know….we used to be close, until he got into his music…..then he started pushing me away.” She said.

“But I’ll take some of the blame….I kind of ignored him growing up….thats why I’m trying to make up for it now…..but he won’t budge.” She was distraught over the whole thing.

Maybe you could change that?

“I’m sure he’ll come around.” You tried to be optimistic.

“So you’re really friends with him?” She asked.

“I don’t know honestly.” You laughed.

“Well maybe you could get him out of the house?”

You arched your eyebrows. “I don’t know….my parents think he’s depressed….he never visits home anymore and they want me to change that….but It’s obvious that I can’t change that.”

“And you want me to help you?” You were confused.

“My parents are kicking me out of the house and they said ‘why don’t you spend some time with your brother.’” She said mockingly.

“Where are you going to live?”

“They suggested with Yoongi but I know for a fact he won’t like that.”

You didn’t want to suggest with you because you only had just enough money for you alone. College students have a hard time finding jobs and it was Jisoo in this case, so you knew she wouldn’t help you with the rent.

“Maybe you could convince him?” She batted her eyelashes.

“He wont listen to me.”

“My parents are probably gonna ask him.” She leaned her head between her hands. “I’m going to be homeless.” She put on a show.

“Shut up…everything will be fine.”

-

Later that day, after Jisoo left you went next door.

You knocked a few times and heard no answer. Luckily you tried his door knob and it was unlocked. You thought this was the wrong neighborhood to be leaving your door unlocked.

You didn’t see any sign of him so you thought of the first place where he could be. His studio. As said, you saw him with his headphones on. You bit your tongue seeing him finally bottling up his music.

You pulled his headphones down so they were now on his shoulder. “Hey.” You greeted.

“You should really start locking your door.” You smirked.

“I figured you were coming.” He gave that intense stare.

You blushed. “Your sister’s worried about you.”

He leaned back into his chair rolling his eyes. “Of course she is.”

“I’m serous Yoongi.”

“Just tell her I’m fine.” He turned back towards his computer.

“It’s more then that….she wants you in her life.”

He leaned his head against his hand. “Why?”

“What happened between you two?” You asked.

“It’s nothing…..I don’t want to talk about it.” He avoided your question.

“Yoongi-”

“I don’t want to talk about it.” He raised his voice and put his headphones back on blasting his music.

You took that as your sign to leave. It was a touchy subject that wasn’t your business to medal, even though you were technically asked to.

You got up and as soon as you reached your apartment you crashed to your couch. Sammy immediately jumped up laying on your stomach.

“Men.” You rolled your eyes as Sammy purred against you.

-

Yoongi was blasting music to calm him self down. He hated thinking that his sister was talking about him to you. He tossed his earphones back off feeling guilty. He didn’t mean to snap at you.

He left making his way towards your apartment. He ran your door bell like usual. You got up retrieving to the door. You opened and you were surprised it was Yoongi but also you didn’t expect anyone else to be at your door.

You didn’t answer you just walked back into your apartment. You made your way over to your kitchen to open a can of soda. You were giving Yoongi a cold shoulder but he deserved it for snapping at you. And you wanted to give him a taste of his own medicine.

You could feel his presence behind you. “I’m sorry for being a jerk.” He softly spoken.

“You’re always a jerk.” You bit inside your cheek.

“I know.”

You turned around looking at him. “It’s none of my business anyway, I should of ignored Jisoo.”

Yoongi rolled his eyes again but not at you. “What does my sister want?” You looked up surprised.

“She quotes she wants to take you out of the house.”

He just stared at you un-amused. “Fine, tell her I’ll fill her in.” You smiled seeing Yoongi smile.

“But you come first.” He was now in front of you making you lean against the counter.

You blushed. He filled in the small space when his lips brushed yours. You felt butterflies burst through your stomach.

You jumped up wrapping your legs around his waist and he immediately brought you to your bedroom.

As soon as he placed you on your bed he was already towering over you kissing you immensely. You tugged on his shirt bringing him closer.

You felt him reach under you to unhook your bra. He had easier access as you were only wearing a tank top. He slipped your bra out of your shirt with no problems.

You moaned against his lips as you felt him play with your breast. As you started to feel friction rising you felt a buzzing in your pocket. You tried to ignore the irritation but the sensation had you giving in. You pulled away to look at your phone as Yoongi moved down to sucking your neck.

“Fuck!” You whined.

“What?” He looked at you.

“It’s Jisoo.” You panicked.

Yoongi rolled his eyes. “Don’t answer.”

“I have to….shes expecting me.”

“So?”

Before you could reply you answered. “Hey Ji.” You greeted

“Hey….so….did you talk to my brother?”

You watched as Yoongi face was annoyed yet puzzled.

“Yup….he said where and when.”

Yoongi leaned down sucking on your neck once again. You mentally panicked as you felt his tongue brush your skin. You tried to stay calm as Jisoo was listening on the other line.

“Really? How did you get him to agree.?” She asked excited.

You were hypnotized by the pleasure you almost didn’t hear her.

“U-um…..what?” You stuttered.

“I said, how did you get him to agree?” She repeated.

Yoongi sat up. “I just asked him.” Which was the truth.

You watched Yoongi tug down your jeans tossing them aside. He then smirked as he pulled your panties down.

You breathing picked up as you watched him dip down kissing up your inner thigh. It was clearly audible through the phone.

“Are you okay?” She asked suddenly.

“W-what? I’m fine.” You gulped.

“There’s no way you just asked him.” She continued.

You couldn’t help but moan as you felt Yoongi’s tongue slid through your folds.

“You sure you’re okay, it sounds like you’re masturbating.” She giggled.

“What? I’m just watching my show, that lawyer is something else.” You laughed nervously.

“Trust me I know….so what should we do then?”

You bit your lip as Yoongi continued to lick up your core.

“Maybe you should ask your brother?” You suggested as you felt Yoongis fingers slide into your center.

“Fuck.” You whispered.

Yoongi quickly popped his head up.

“Tell her you’re busy.” Then he continued what he was doing aggressively.

“Are you sure you’re not doing what I think your doing?” She generally sounded confused.

You reached down tugging through Yoongi’s hair causing him to lean into you closer.

“Of course not.”

“I’m not convinced….you seeing someone?” She asked.

You were so dazed you couldn’t even control your emotions. “No why?”

“Because I heard a mans voice a second ago.”

“Huh?”

“And you’re like totally not listening to me.”

“My tv is really loud sorry.”

“Are you having sex?” She sounded more disgusted.

“Jisoo….can we talk later?”

“Oh my God….you are….(Y/N) what the fuck?” She whined.

“I am not….call me later after you talk to your brother.”

“I can’t believe you.”

“I’m not doing anything I swear….I would of told you if I was seeing someone.” You tried to steady your voice that time.

Then you hung up not caring if she had a respond. You felt like you were close to an orgasm by this point. But before that could happen Yoongi’s phone start ringing.

He got up and slapped his forehead. “I’m definitely not answering.” He held up his phone showing Jisoo’s user ID.

He clicked the bottom on the side to silence it and he sexily started to unzip his pants.

“Can you hurry?” You whined.

He took that to action and immediately got on top of you leaning down kissing your lips. You reached into his bed side table grabbing a condom accidentally knocking things over.

Yoongi looked up arching his eyebrows. “Can you be quiet.” He teased with a smirk.

“I swear.” You threaten as you handed him the condom and he rolled it on.

You felt him brush his member against you core before pushing in. It didn’t take him long to quicken his speed making the pleasure take over. You pushed him over so you be on top taking control.

He smirked by your actions.

You rocked against him in a steady pace taking in the pleasure that you wanted desperately. You moaned as he weakened beneath you. He grabbed a hold of your hips trying to control himself.

You felt his warm juices spill, making you reach your climax. You felt dizzy from the quick exchange that you felt Yoongi grab your hand comfortably. “You okay?”

“Yeah.” You giggled. “You wear me out.” You fell to his side.

“I’m sorry.” He smiled. You loved his smile. It was beautiful.

Since everything that happened you thought deeply. What was this? Did he really want to be with you? Or was he another guy who just wanted sex?

You wanted to find out for sure.

“If your sister is going to be around….that means we can’t be…..close.” You almost spilled everything.

He lost his smile. “It’s not like she will be around me every second of the day.” You could already hear the annoyance in his voice. Little did he know.

“You’re right….sorry.”

He grabbed your hand bringing it to his lips. You were taken back by the romantic gesture. You felt butterflies from this side.

“I told you, I don’t care if she finds out….but I will only do it for you.”

You smiled.

You both heard his phone ringing once again. He groaned in annoyance. He got up grabbing his boxers in the process.

“It’s my mom?” You quickly got up yourself throwing on your clothes as he answered.

“I better take this.” He pursed his lips.

“It’s fine, I have school work to catch up on.” You kissed his cheek and he pouted understanding.

He grabbed his stuff and answered the phone on his way out.

Unfortunately you knew what that phone call was and you didn’t want to be near him when he finds out.

-

“Hello.” Yoongi answered the phone.

“Hey sweetie.” Yoongis mother greeted through the phone. “How are you?”

“Good.” Yoongi answered quietly.

“I know you’re probably busy but could you make time for a family dinner.” Yoongi mentally groaned but he didn’t want his mother to know that.

“Yeah.”

“Really? Thank you sweety…..Tavolo’s around 6.” Yoongi’s mother sounded excited.

“Okay.” Then they said their goodbyes.

-

As soon as Yoongi got to the restaurant he spotted his family immediately. The only surprise was that Jisoo was there. Why was she here? Why was he here? He thought.

“Min Yoongi, you came.” His mother jumped up hugging her son.

“Hi mom.” Yoongi had a soft spot for his mom. He loved the attention, even if he didn’t act like it.

Then his father got up shaking his hand. “Been a while since we’ve seen you.”

“I know.” He started to sit but Jisoo quickly hugged him.

“Hi Yoongi.” His sister greeted.

Yoongi just let Jisoo hug him but he didn’t respond. Then she sadly sat down next to him.

“So how’s work?” Yoongis mother asked.

“It’s fine.” He nodded.

“You still dating the girl you work with?”

Yoongi was taken back by his mothers question.

“No we broke up.”

“You two will work it out huh?” His mother knew of the on again off again relationship her son was in.

“Okay we called you both here because we feel like we’re drifting away as a family.” His mother wanted to get to the chase.

Yoongi arched his eyebrows confused.

“Look at you two, you’re not close anymore….Jisoo you may live with us but you never talk to us….and Yoongi you never come home anymore or even call.” His mom started to wipe the tears that brushed her cheeks.

“That’s why Jisoo will be moving in with you.”

“Sorry what?” Yoongi asked.

Jisoo already knew of her parents plan so she just sat there quietly.

“You heard me….you two need to build your relationship again.”

“And you think living together will change that….if anything it will make it worse.” Yoongi snapped.

“Please sweetie….Jisoo can’t live with us anymore…and It’s only temporary, until she can find her own place to live….teach her some responsibility to be on her own.”

So a life lesson?

Yoongi slouched in his chair nodding his head in approval.

“I promise, this will be good for you both.”

-

You were about to leave for your waitress job as you heard a faint knock at your door. You got up to answer it and as soon as you answered the door. Yoongi pushed you inside pinning you to your door.

He kissed you desperately and aggressively making your stomach turn with pleasure.

You gently pushed him off so you could get a breather.

“What’s with you?” You giggled.

“We need to hurry because I don’t know how much alone time we will get anymore.” He leaned down kissing your neck.

“What do you mean?” You had a little sense from what he was talking about but you wanted to be sure.

“My parents are making Jisoo move in with me.” He huffed annoyed.

“Why?”

“Because they want us to be close again and they thought they could use me to teach her some grown up responsibilities.”

You pursed your lips to try not to laugh. Jisoo was your typical college student, careless, irresponsible, and lazy.

“This isnt her fault….she loves you.”

“I know…I just wish she could grow up a little….on her own.”

You slipped out a giggle, not helping it. “You think this is funny?” Yoongi said playfully.

“Nope.” You bit your lip.

Yoongi leaned back in kissing you passionately. You could feel his arousal already through his jeans.

“We need to hurry.” He whispered.

You tugged down his pants buckle quickly as he pulled your left leg around his waist. You felt his member brush your underwear out of the way before quickly pushing in.

You moaned against his lips feeling him go deep. You had to hold onto his shoulders to remain steady.

Everything felt like it was going too fast. You could feel your pleasure building up but next thing you know you heard knocking on the door next door.

“Fuck shes here.” He groaned but not stopping.

“Yoongi?” You heard Jisoo knock.

You could feel him start to slow down. “Don’t stop.” You whispered.

He quickened his pace once again bringing that familiar feeling back.

“(Y/N)?” Then you heard the knock coming from right behind you.

“Hurry hurry.” You moaned quietly.

Then there it was, your orgasm hitting you like a truck. You felt limb against your door as you felt Yoongi release inside you.

“(Y/N)? You in there?”

You tried to steady your breathing as so Yoongi. He slid out of you so fast that you almost fell over without his support. He buckled his pants back up.

“What the fuck we do now?”

“Not be obvious that’s for sure.” You fixed your uniform then fixed his hair.

You opened the door and were met with a pacing Jisoo.

“Hey.” You greeted your friend.

“Didn’t you hear me?”

“No sorry, I was getting ready for work.”

Then she finally saw her brother. “What are you doing here? You knew I was coming.” She pointed to his apartment frustrated.

“(Y/N) needed my help with something.” He lied.

“Yeah….remember…..my cable broke again.” You pursed your lips.

“But you’re leaving for work?” Jisoo was trying to piece the puzzle together.

“Yeah but I thought I would catch him while he’s actually around.” You nervously laughed.

Jisoo still had evidence of confusion in her face.

“Come on let’s get you inside.” Yoongi pushed her to his apartment.

“See you later.” You started to leave.

“Whatever.” Yoongi grouched. At first you thought he was serious but the cute smile he was holding had you blushing.

-

As you were working you couldn’t get Yoongi out of your head once again, but this feeling was different.

You were falling for him and you knew it. You felt happy when he was around but how were you going to show those feelings with Jisoo in the way? You loved her and she was your best friend but if she found out, you knew she wouldn’t be happy.

But you felt like you couldn’t be happy if you had to hide from her.

-

When you woke up this morning you immediately went to make yourself some coffee.

“Boo!” You jumped almost dropping your fresh cup.

“Jisoo? What the fuck you doing here?”

“I know you get home at like 2am but you need to at least lock your door.” She laughed.

“Sick of your brothers place already?” You sat down on the couch throwing a blanket around you.

“No he was called into work.” That’s rare.

“So are you and my brother together?” You nearly choked on your coffee.

“No….why would you think that?” You nervously answered.

She looked at you hard. “But you’re dating someone right? And I figured because you two are always together it seems.”

“No and no.” You denied.

“Then explain that phone call.” She crossed her arms.

“I told you I was distracted by my show.” Jisoo had no change of expression, she knew you were lying.

“Okay, good then because I’m pretty sure that my brother is back with his ex anyway so I thought I warned you just in case.” She snipped. She got up and headed towards the door.

“See ya later.”

What the fuck has gotten into her?

-

Masterlist | Part 1

Prince!Mingyu
  • Mingyu grew up as the youngest son of a family of three. So kid had fun growing up. 
  • He had so much freedom being the youngest because he was never supposed to take the throne or the stress that came with it. 
  • of course he put this freedom to good use.
  • Since he could talk he would never be in the castle, always roaming around the city with a bodyguard. 
  • As he got older, he’d go on further and further expeditions, going to towns and cities in the kingdom and exploring but also learning from the people there. 
  • He was like 10 but no one can deny the prince.
  • The chefs were 90% sure that letting the young prince this close to an open flame was a TERRIBLE idea but he just looked so excited…. and his bodyguards are scary……
  • When he was 12, he was sent away to a boarding school.
  • and it was one of those, celebrities and royalty from small countries type of gig like it was HELLA prestigious 
  • and he easily climbed to the top of his class
  • Mingyu was blessed with a natural ability to be good at everything. He wasn’t the best, but he could do it all. 
  • and that’s where you came in. 
  • you really didn’t see what all the hype was around mingyu but you didn’t really care. 
  • his following of girls was a little annoying but no one bothered you so you didn’t care. 
  • the problem came when he started being good at things that did pertain to you. 

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anonymous asked:

omg can you please write a sequel/ part 2 to that supercorp fic you just posted where Lena finds out Kara is supergirl?!? It was so great but now I'm stressing that Lena doesn't react well. Only if you've got time of course :) also I love how you write supercorp in general, it's amazing and feels so on point

i have a fever & im hacking up a lung: this is, in my humble opinion, the time when my writing ability rly soars. rly comes into its strengths. rly just,,, fucjin rocks. enjoy, ur welcome :))
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kara has been waiting, and hoping - and stress eating her way through the kids menu - and more hoping, beyond the normal bounds of hope, that lena will turn up for the dinner date they’d set up before… before all that “i’m an alien blah blah specifically supergirl blah blah blah” stuff.

kara shoves her hand into her bowl of fries, pats around to find one as she checks the long row of windows and the two doors for any sign of lena. her face falls when all she encounters is the cool ceramic feeling of betrayal. and no lena.

she flags down a waiter.

“can i get another of the fries, please?”

he looks at her like he knows she’s already eaten her way through six of them. or maybe like he knows she’s been stood up. it makes her feel worse - slump back in her chair and try to keep from feeling like her heart is being crushed kind of worse - and he nods hurriedly and scurries away into the kitchen.

she pulls out her phone, taps on the second contact, aaalex.

>if after three hours someone hasn’t shown up to a dinner….

>u got stood up
>or they’re dead

kara rolls her eyes. then has a minor panic because, well, lena is kind of a magnet for attempted murder. she strains her ears to listen for lena but it’s futile this close to the ground, this close to so many people.

>kara
>lenas fine
>dont break the restaurant or ur phone

kara blinks down at her phone.

>have you been playing with the telepath drugs

>no lol i learned my lesson. i just figured she’s the only one u have been going on dates with so…

kara glares down at her phone, taps the CALL button with furious precision.

“we aren’t dating, alex. they’re friend dates. dates between friends.”

“mhm.”

“and also i have been on plenty of dates lately!”

“sure,” alex allows, but kara suspects she’s only half listening.

“they’re not dates,” she mutters. “but she did stand me up.”

“yeah i know. you put your “date between friends” in my calendar so i was kind of surprised when she marched herself into my office tonight. she signed everything.“ alex waits for a moment. kara says nothing, just stubbornly munches through the fries the waiter puts in front of her. she’s relieved to hear lena is actually okay, and that she signed, but it’s all overshadowed by the fact that lena isn’t here, with her, eating something kara can’t pronounce and gushing about the science she’s been working on and the way she smiles when kara orders seconds and tries to pay and alex is talking again. "not sure what kind of damage control thats worth, if any. i mean, she’s a luthor. but i told j'onn not to even think about wiping her. or, i thought it really loudly.”

kara sighs.

“as is my right as a big sister, i get to tell you you’re an idiot,” alex says, far more mildly than kara expected. or deserved, really. “so what the hell happened? i thought we’d at least talk about it before you told her.”

“it wasn’t something i could deny. maybe i could’ve,” kara mutters, “if it weren’t for my too expressive face.”

“the too expressive face,” alex agrees unhappily. “you got us in a lot of trouble with that.”

kara rolls her eyes. “sorry twelve years late?” she offers and alex hums her thanks. “plus m'gann said hi. like she knew me, you know? she didn’t know someone was with me, it’s not her fault, but yeah. lena knew. i could see it. and then we were at her place and i realised she just knew i was an al- a foreigner,” she corrects, looking around the mostly empty restaurant, “and not supergirl,”

“hold up. she let you into her place knowing you’re an alien?”

“yeah.”

“huh, okay.”

“what?”

“no, nothing. let me guess, you told her.”

“dramatic reveal and all.”

“and this was…”

“last night.” kara checks her watch, lifts her hand to get the bill. she grimaces when she sees how expensive it is to eat her way through her feelings. but hey, if she’s going all out, what’s a little more? “can i get two of your pizzas takeaway and also four brownies? please.”

the waiter looks ill at the request but kara is too upset to care that she’s eaten way too much tonight. by human standards. she could still eat.

“alex, you still there?”

“yup.”

“are you free tonight?”

“nope.” she pops the ‘p’ with some relish. “day off tomorrow, maggie and i are taking our bikes down the coast, remember?”

“right, right.” kara hands over her card to the waiter, signs the bill he brings over. “what do i do?”

“about lena?”

“no, about the state of affairs in, ugh i can’t be bothered,” she mutters. “yes, about lena.”

“um. well, she hasn’t tried to kill you yet so…talk to her?” kara hears her step out into an echoing room - the parking lot, she guesses, and alex’s car beeps. “hold on, i’ll switch you to my hands free,”

“no, no, it’s okay. drive safe and have fun tomorrow.”

“we will. and i love you.”

“love you too.”

//

“hi, jess.”

“kara!” jess smiles over at her. “late night for everyone, hmm?”

“yeah, what are you doing here? it’s midnight, you should be home.”

“i’m just finishing up some work, i have the week off from tomorrow,” she explains. “do you want to see miss luthor?”

her phone buzzes on the side and jess glances up at kara after reading the message.

“let me guess, she’s not in.” jess gives her an awkward smile and kara closes her eyes, nods. “of course,” she says quietly. “okay, well,” she swallows around the thick feeling of tears and sets the brownies on the counter. “um. these are for her. or you. have a good night bye have a fun week,” she says very quickly and almost runs back to the elevator.

it dings open in seconds and kara rushes in, leans back against the wall of it. she holds herself together as much as she can, can’t really help sniffling but she can excuse that on a cold. she stares over at the shut box doors of the elevator and knows the second she gets home she’s going flying.

//

she wonders if she still has her aunts suit. she doesn’t feel like reds and blues tonight, wants to fly without the expectation that comes with her suit.

//

the suit, alex tells her, was quarantined.

kara shoves herself into some old jeans and a deep blue sweater and jumps into the sky. when she’s higher than the tallest building, she rolls onto her back and floats, staring up at the sky.

winn is still in the DEO headquarters. she doesn’t fly down, but she hears him typing away and watching some show on his second monitor. he’s been working late a lot lately. she doesn’t know if something is wrong or if it’s more guardian business but she misses him. she’d text him an invite, or ask him about a game night, only she left her phone at home.

james is on the phone to lucy when she flies overhead and they’re over but he still sounds adoring when he speaks to her, and happy.

alex is - doing things no sister needs to hear.

“kara.”

lena’s voice is small and kara jerks, almost rolls into the path of a bat, before she detects the slight slight whine of a voicemail.

“i know it’s late, you’re probably asleep, i just wanted to talk and,”

kara lands with a slight thump on lena’s office balcony and lena turns. the slight stutter of her heart comes not when she sees kara’s face, but her body. or, clothes.

“kara.”

she ends her voicemail, steps over to unlock the door.

“hi. i wasn’t - i was flying, i heard you.”

“oh.” lena’s fingers twitch. she folds her arms. “i signed everything.”

“yeah. alex told me.”

“i apologise for missing dinner.”

kara takes a step back, shakes her head. lena looks nervous the moment she frowns and it rips at kara. she takes another step back.

“you didn’t miss it. you stood me up.” lena doesn’t say anything. “why - what does it change?” she asks. “how am i different?” she tries to keep the frustration from her voice but whatever, she’s upset that her best friend is all wonky over this, fight her about it.

“you’re supergirl.”

“yeah.”

“i’m,”

“if you say a luthor i’m going to scream,” kara tells her, and lena’s teeth click closed around that exact phrase. “i’ve been telling you for months that i don’t care about that.”

“that’s from before i knew,”

“but i knew!” kara cries. “i knew, and i meant it, and i still mean it, and i just want,” she stutters to a stop, lifts a hand to her eyes. she’s not wearing her glasses so she just covers them with a hand and slowly drags it away when she’s contained again. “i’m sorry i didn’t tell you. i didn’t want things to change. i didn’t,” the reason, or a reason, occurs to her and she sags a little. it’s selfish but lena deserves to know. “i didn’t want you to leave me,” she tells her, in a small voice.

lena has been very quiet and still as kara spoke and now she nods. “i am sorry about tonight. sometimes, i do things like that. when someone’s upset me.” she rolls her eyes delicately. “i’ve been told it’s a defence. throw someone off balance so i feel we’re on equal terms again.” her eyes are dark, cool. “i didn’t know. that you were an alien. i keep thinking and thinking, and i keep picking out all these instances and i just,” she shakes her head. “i can’t believe i didn’t know. i don’t like that i didn’t know.”

“i’m sorry.”

lena nods. “i can’t promise everything will be as it was before.”

kara nods as well. things - this, them - have changed and nothing goes back to how it was before a shift like that. as much as something might look the same, it never is.

“but i can tell you that in a month, there is a restaurant opening. i have four tickets, i would like for you to take one.” kara blinks at her. lena doesn’t smile but she does soften, a little. “i can’t tell how this is going to go, which is freaking me out a little and in a week i’m sure i’m gong to do something drastic,” she says with an edge of warning.

“i’ll be ready,” kara promises.

“good. all i can really say is that i will still want you to be around in a months time.” kara feels herself light up at the words. they’re not ‘i’m not leaving you’ or 'i’m not sending you away’ but they’re pretty damn close. “and i don’t know how i feel about this, i don’t know when I’ll figure it out, but i already miss my friend kara.” kara nods her agreement. she can feel a lena sized hole opening up inside her the longer lena speaks, making herself clear that there is going to be a distance, a time for them to figure this out. she’s sure it’ll be a good thing; she’s equally sure it’ll hurt like hell.

“tomorrow is too soon to hang out, right?” kara checks. “it’s just, alex is away and winn is busy and,” she holds up her hands, shakes her head. “no, nevermind, too soon.”

it grows a little awkward - lena thanks her for the brownies, declines when kara offers to fly her home.

but the next morning, kara opens her front door to lena’s driver, a box of cookies and a small pot of yellow flowers and a note with just a short message.

'our lives are filled with tomorrow’s. this one isn’t ours, but perhaps the next one will be. enjoy your day x’

kara tucks it between the photo frame on her bedside table and the lamp and brings the flower pot with her to the couch. she sets up her next season and pulls the pot into her lap, wraps an arm around it. she pats the pot fondly, sends a photo of herself with it to lena, and settles in.

Just A Baby: Patton

AN: Y’all better be happy bc this bitch is 1600 words and i wrote this all in one day. same rules apply. no referring to him as a l!ttle, yadda, yadda. i’m totally not projecting onto Verge, no, what are you talking about shut up

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Genre: Fluff for now

Pairing: None/Platonic, this chapter is definitely platonic Moxiety

Warnings: Age Regression, i guess??

Patton hummed happily as he bustled around the kitchen. Logan was working and Roman was off on some adventure and he wasn’t quite sure where Virgil was, but that wasn’t surprising. He was most likely in his room.

He glanced over at the clock and noticed that it was around lunchtime. He walked over to the fridge, setting out some lunch meat and condiments.

“Oh, I wonder if Verge has eaten yet?” Patton voiced out loud. He probably hadn’t eaten anything all day, seeing as he hadn’t come down for breakfast this morning.

Well, that wouldn’t do.

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I’M GONNA DO A QUICK LIL INTRODUCTION HERE SISTERS! bc i’m lame and new!!! well i’m not new to the fandom etc but this is a fresh blog and this is the first time i’ve ever posted my writings anywhere for the general public (who happens to be searching for harry styles smut) can read it and I’M GEEKIN TBQH!! anyway, hi hello – i have a name, but im gonna let u guys call me T, even tho my name starts w H. H would get too confusing should this work out the way i’m hoping it will! so i’m T. and i like writing and harry styles and so i thought i, along with everyone i scream about H to in the wee hours of the night, would probably find it beneficial if i had blog where i could do that and ppl who actually want to read about how i want him to spit in my mouth! i’ve been a silent lurker of the tags for awhile now (shoutout to @stylesunchained, @permanentcross, @jawllines, @canistay-haz for the inspo behind me finally making this godforsaken blog) (please be my friend) (i’m very intimidated by all of u). so yeah i hope this works out, and if not then it was fun to share this little bit of a something with all of u! and if it does then i’ll likely post a pt 2 to this!  if u like it like/reblog if ur into the kinda thing ig :) also my praise kink is jsut as alive as harrys and my ask box is always open to discuss either one <3

“Pet,” he starts, and you smile, because after a long moment of just standing there and listening to each other breathe, you hear the familiar nickname and know you’ve got him back. “You are the meanest, most stubborn, woman ’ve ever met. Got a bloke full on puttin’ himself out there in front ‘f thousands, ‘nd you run away. Same bloke tells ya’ exactly what he means even after that, 'nd ya’ tell me I don’t mean it?” He murmurs, just loud enough for you to hear it. “Tell me how I can prove it to ya’,” he adds before you can get another word in, and he seems to already have a good idea, because his nose is brushing against yours already, but you quickly figure out that it’s going to take you asking for it before he does it, because Harry’s humble, but he has his pride, and you doubt he needs you fucking with it anymore tonight.

“’M going to start screaming if you don’t kiss me in the next three seconds,” you state, and he’s laughing as he presses his lips to yours, his hand cupping your cheek, and it’s gentle and soft and everything you ever imagined kissing Harry for the first time would be like.

And that’s how you die.

or

Harry’s your best friend and then you realize a lot of things, mostly that you’re an idiot

7k+, smut, overuse of the word ‘because’

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Kidnapped - Damian Wayne x Reader

Originally posted by mrjasontodd

Requested by gracesnowstorm  -  Damian Wayne x Reader You know the comics where Damian had powers but then they disappeared and no one is really sure where they went. Well this story is afterwards, Damian and the Reader are both 13 and are BEST FRIENDS, the Reader is even aware of his role as Robin. So the Reader is kidnapped by a criminal and is held for ransom which makes the Batfamily devastated because they’re very close to the Reader. They find out the Reader is in an abandoned warehouse, they go and break into the place, fight off the goons and Damian looks for the Reader. Damian finds him or her locked inside a room so he breaks in and he realizes the Reader hasn’t even been touched once, no bruises, no cuts, and behold, the criminal shows up. Damian and the criminal fight each other, the criminal grabs the Reader and tells Damian if he takes a step closer, he’ll snap the Reader’s neck and kill him or her. Damian backs down, the criminal’s goons tie up Damian, but then the criminal starts beating up the Reader. Damian tries to break free, get them to stop, cry for help, but its a sound-proof room so no one can hear. Anger and sadness over whelms him, his heart, thoughts, and emotions running 600 miles per hours and thats when he snaps. He regains his powers back and they’re more powerful and he has a larger range of powers than he did before. He breaks free, kills the criminal and his goons with his powers, even though it’s against Bruce’s no-kill rule, he picks up the barely alive Reader, gets the rest of the Batfam and they leave the warehouse. After about a month of recovering in the hospital, the Reader is released and goes back to the Wayne Manor and the entire Batfamily takes a day off of everything to be with the Reader and they play boardgames, then when time to go, Damian walks the Reader back to his or her parent’s car, and before he or she can get in, he stops the Reader and tells them no matter what, he’ll make sure NOTHING will happen to the Reader, the Reader smiles and they confess they love each other, (only as friends for now, later in life, like late teens, they can date each other and marry each other and have children) then the Reader gets in the car and it drives off.  


“(Y/N), I need to speak to you,” Damian demanded, striding to your locker as you struggled to open it. You placed your backpack on the floor, working the combination lock. 

“Yeah?” you asked, grunting when the locker still didn’t open. You pulled on it, hoping by some miracle it would open. 

Damian glared at you, hitting your locker. Much to your surprise, it popped open. “How?” you asked, your eyes widening. 

“TT,” Damian huffed, pursing his lips. You shook your head in amazement before taking out the books you needed for homework. “I need to discuss this weekend with you.”

“Yes?” You stuffed the books in your backpack, glancing at him. He still had his customary scowl on his face. Zipping up your backpack, you slipped it onto your back while pulling your phone from your pocket.

“I have purchased the new Resident Evil game, and I want you to come over,” Damian ordered, shutting your locker for you. You smiled at him, glancing at your phone. 

“Sure, I’d love to, Damian.” His scowl softened. You both started to walk out of the building. “But don’t you have that big mission this weekend?”

Damian growled, stomping his foot. “Father is keeping me at home. He insists the mission is too dangerous.” You patted his arm, knowing he was upset by the tone of his voice. 

“Well, I’m sure your father is right,” you began, wincing when Damian glared at you. “You are capable, Damian. Your father is probably being overly cautious.”

“TT.” Damian opened the door allowing you to step outside first. He followed, falling into step beside you once again. “What time would be appropriate for me to pick you up for this weekend?”

You paused with a suspicious look on your face. “You? Don’t tell me you’re going to drive your dad’s limo to get me again? We almost got caught last time.”

Damian snorted. “If you are so against it, I suppose I could ask Pennyworth to drive.” 

“Good,” you sighed in relief. You came to a stop at the street corner where you and Damian usually parted ways. “How about ten o’clock on Saturday?” You elbowed him playfully. “Unless that’s too early for you.”

“TT, of course not,” Damian huffed, wrinkling his nose. 

You laughed before heading home. “See you later, Damian,” you called from over your shoulder. Damian waved at you, turning to where Alfred was waiting with the car. 

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sheepgalaxy  asked:

Hi! So I saw a post that said the Black Lion wants a pilot who's a confident leader and Shiro seems confident but is full of doubt and fear while Keith has confidence in his decisions and that's why he's better for black, and I wondered if you had any thoughts about that? I can find the post again and link it to you if you'd prefer to see the whole thing! But I just... really disagree with that logic and can't seem to put why into words. I have no doubt in my mind that Shiro is the true (cont)

Black Paladin and know it’s the same for you, but I was just curious if you had any thoughts about that particular reasoning for the switch. It doesn’t sound right at all to me and I think it has a lot of things wrong, I just can’t say why I think so exactly. It also said Shiro doesn’t have a place on the team anymore and it really makes me sad that people think that honestly. Keith, Allura, and Shiro are all my faves and none of them is more deserving of a spot on the team than the other imo.

okay i have to tell you that you said “I saw a post dragging Shiro and saying Keith’s the better leader” and i instantly thought “i bet i know who this is” and i went to their blog and LO AND BEHOLD it was the EXACT person i was thinking of, so no - i don’t need you to link me the post lmao.

the reason why the logic seems wrong to you is because it’s garbage. i mean, let’s look at the actual CANON characteristics of the Lions, shall we?

The Black Lion:

Allura: “The Black Lion is the decisive head of Voltron. It will take a pilot who is a born leader and in control at all times, someone whose men will follow without hesitation.”

Keith is not in control of anything, ever. He is volatile and unpredictable and prone to emotional outbursts. No one on the show has ever followed him without hesitation. They’ve followed Shiro, though. When they all find the Blue Lion in the pilot, Lance explicitly defers to Shiro’s authority as the senior officer - i.e. he is prepared to follow him without hesitation:

Lance: “Shiro, you’re the senior officer here. What should we do?”

The Red Lion:

Allura: “The Red Lion is temperamental and the most difficult to master. It’s faster and more agile than the others, but also more unstable. Its pilot needs to be someone who relies more on instincts than skill alone.”

I mean… she basically just described Keith. Look at this and tell me it’s not “relying on instinct” and “unstable”:

The other Paladins here are not “following without hesitation”. They are screaming in terror. This is not the mark of a natural born leader.

Keith is not the Black Lion’s “true Paladin” because the Black Lion doesn’t actually value confidence or bravado. She values leadership and compassion and trust, and Mr. “Shut Up and Trust Me” over here is not a team player who commands the unquestioning confidence of his men. He’s the wildcard. And that’s fine! That’s who he is! But it also makes him spectacularly unsuitable to lead Voltron - something I wrote about extensively in {this meta about Keith’s leadership style compared to Shiro’s}. And if you read that you’ll notice that everything I said about Keith’s leadership style was borne out by the first three episodes of season 3: Keith ran off on his own, didn’t consult with others, always wanted to do his own thing, bossed everyone around and didn’t listen to their ideas, and failed at handling interpersonal conflicts. (Especially when it came to dealing with Lance’s insecurities. That scene where Lance came to Keith’s room for comfort and validation? Shiro would have handled that WAY differently.)

Despite what people will try and tell you in the weeks/months leading up to season 4, Keith is not the “true Black Paladin” who was “supposed to lead all along” and Shiro has never struggled to bond with his Lion or pilot her. He never struggled to rally the team and form Voltron, the way Keith struggled in season 3. And I will probably write a whole long meta about this and go into more detail, but the point is: Shiro in canon is very closely bonded to Black. Look at this:

This happened in the SECOND EPISODE, when Shiro managed to nail an “expert level drill” on his first try, despite it being an exercise Coran described as something they should only really try if they’d been piloting the Lions for years.

Keith hasn’t even seen through the Red Lion’s eyes yet, LET ALONE Black’s. If he’s the “true Black Paladin”, why didn’t we see him bond more with the Black Lion in season 3? Why did he struggle with her so much? Why couldn’t he jump in and instantly form Voltron with the others?

Shiro managed to rally the team to form Voltron after flying the Black Lion for less than twenty minutes. Keith - who’s been flying a Lion for months, has experience of forming Voltron with the others, and has flown the Black Lion before - failed utterly to form Voltron on his first try. Because he’s not a born leader like Shiro is - like Voltron and the Black Lion needs.

The fact is that Shiro does have doubts and insecurities - that is also canon - but those qualities make him a BETTER Black Paladin, not a worse one. Remember that the Black Lion has already had a Paladin who was supremely confident in his own decisions and didn’t listen to others and selfishly did his own thing at incredible risk to everyone else:

…how did that work out, huh?

I have also written extensively about how Shiro {probably thinks the Black Lion wants a Paladin more like Keith}, but how the Black Lion {in fact relates to Shiro more because they have both been through similar traumatic experiences at the hands of Zarkon}. And this still stands: Zarkon related to the Black Lion through control; his approach to trying to get her back was to force himself on her and try to overpower her with his energy. The Black Lion was there for Zarkon’s slow descent into a power-hungry dictator who only viewed the Lions as weapons and tools to be used. She was there for Zarkon’s betrayal of his fellow Paladins, and for the war that was fought for control of Voltron. That’s why she values trust and co-operation and it’s why she chose Shiro as her Paladin.

Shiro’s entire relationship with the Black Lion is characterised by trust. He trusts her implicitly in the nosedive exercise - and she returns that trust and lets him see through her eyes. He trusts her suggestions for things like the jawblade or using the bayard. When she spits him out in 1x11, he trusts that it’s not voluntary and refuses to give up on her. Whilst he doubts and questions whether or not she really wants him as Paladin, his commitment to piloting her never wavers. Shiro fights for the Black Lion, time and time again: he goes back for her, he battles Zarkon in the astral plane for her - he goes to her and asks her to bond with him, to trusts him and believe in him - and she does. She trusts him with her past and her history. And then in 2x13 she asks him to trust her when she raises up the bayard slot on her console, as if to say: “trust me. we can get it back if we work together” and Shiro understands. He trusts her enough to charge full-tilt at Zarkon with no idea what’s about to happen, all to get back the bayard the Black Lion lost all those centuries ago.

Like Shiro says to Zarkon on the astral plane: “It’s not about control. It’s about earning each other’s trust.”

Do not let anyone tell you that Shiro isn’t the true Black Paladin. These people are deliberately ignoring large parts of canon in order to argue that Shiro somehow isn’t really Black’s Paladin or his bond with her is weak. That argument is garbage. If his bond with his Lion was so weak, he never would’ve been able to retrieve his bayard. He never would’ve been able to see through her eyes, or experience her memories.

Shiro is the only true Black Paladin. Keith is the true Red Paladin. He might be sitting in Black’s pilot seat right now, but he’s not the Black Paladin and he never will be. There is only one true Black Paladin on the show, and that’s Shiro.

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Jin

Jin was always one to talk to fan and sign things and take picture. You fine with it, but when out on a date, it could be annoying. 

“Come on Jin. Were gonna be late.” you tried telling him, slightly pullling him away. Several girl was talking to him and not just talking,but flirting. You know he was just trying to be nice,but he was also completely oblivious.

“I’ll be just a few more minutes, Okay Jagi?” You rolled yours eyes and went to a bench to wait. It was another 10 minutes before he was finally done when he came over to you and frowned slightly. “What’s wrong?”

You crossed your arms and sighed. Tonight was our night and those girls just keep taking you from me.” you mumble, knowing it wasn’t worth be upset over.

“Maybe so, but I still love you y/n.”Jin pulled you up and kissed your forehead. “That, I can promise.”

Originally posted by jeonsshi


Suga

It was late again and Suga was no where to be found. You knew that he was probably working on music, so you went to his studio. When you got there, you noticed Suran. The two of them were awfully close, but you didn’t mind since you knew nothing would happen, but seeing them together was annoying.

Never the less, you waved and said your hello’s, letting Suga know you were waiting for him. You went back up to your guys room and sighed, wondering what you had to do to gain back more attention from Suga. Another 20 minutes passed before you heard a “I’m back babe.” from Suga walking in.

He got into his pj’s and laid down next to you. The two of you snuggle close and begin to fall asleep. You look up to him and sigh.”I’m not losing you to music am I?” you ask quietly.

Suga just glances down at you and laugh. “Music makes me happy, but you make me sane. I’m never letting you go.” he gives you a quick peck on the head.”Now go back to sleep.”

Originally posted by allforbts


J-Hope

J-hope never understood why you were so jealous. All it was was some fans. “I don’t get what’s so wrong! You know I don’t care about them the same why I care about you!” he let out, obviously annoyed.

“Thats just the thing.You don’t see it at all. Literally all those girls love you and want you, yet you chose me. What if you change your mind?” you finally blurt out, covering your mouth as soon as you said so. 

J=hope’s face changed and came over to you. He grabbed your hands and moved them away, looking you straight in the face. “My mind is made up. I love you and nothing is going to change that. I promise.” he said, giving you a small kiss on the forehead.

You smiled, knowing he was telling the truth and calmed down some, happy to have your J-hope back.

Originally posted by yourhopeyourangeeel


Rap Monster

You always felt awkward at award shows. You came to support Rap Monster, but when ever a girl group preformed, you felt as if he was watching them just slightly to close. You could tell his eyes were following the girls as they danced.You’d never admit it, but it made you jealous, so you decided to do something about it.

That night, you pulled on the new outfit you had bought and went into your guys room. You were admittable uncomfortable in it, but you wanted your monnie back. Rap Monster certainly noticed the new outfit, but was slightly confused. “It isn’t exactly like you to dress up like that?Is something going on?” he asked as he came closer to inspect it.”

“I just want you to look at me the way you were those girl groups today.” you say with a small smile.Rap Monster tilted his head and gave you a small smile.”I don’t. I look at them because they’re talented. I look at you with love. You’re a much better sight.” he said, smiling. He grabbed a blanket and wrapped you up in it.”Come on, lets cuddle or something.”

Originally posted by rapnamu


Jimin

Jimin always loved dancing, that much was plain to see. You never minded either, except when his new choreographer was a stunningly beautiful girl. You had always been kinda self conscious about your lack of curves and seeing her dance with Jimin made the feeling even worse.

The worst part was the fact that they were becoming friends. After a day of them hanging out, Jimin came back home to find you staring into the mirror. “Do you like her? Is she prettier than me?Do you find her pretty at all?” you asked, looking up at him. 

Jimin came over to you and hugged you, peppering you with small kisses. “She’s just a friend. I love her, but not the same why I love you. You’re my little bunny.” he said as you blushed at the nickname. “Besides,I would never try anything on her. Her girlfriend scares me.”

Originally posted by jihope-less


V

It wasn’t that odd for you and V to bicker. As life long friends turned lovers, it seemed to come naturally. But this was the last straw.

“I could plainly see you staring at her! Admit it, you wish I had a bigger boobs an ass just like her!” you yelled, stomping into your room. 

“It’s not like that y/n. I’m sorry for staring. Your the one I love!” he pleaded. He knew this was a touch and go problem with you because of how things ended for your parents. “I’m not gonna leave you. I promise.”

He came over to you and hugged you from behind, putting his chin on your head. “Besides, she was to tall for me to do this.”

Originally posted by taesverynofun


Jungkook

Jungkook was one of the biggest flirts ever. The only problem was that he didn’t know it. “Can you please stop?” you ask him,pulling him aside from the girl.

“What? I’m only helping her with directions.” he explained, showing her the map he had pulled up on his phone.

“She’s flirting with you. Hard core too. And you’re flirting back.” You explained. Jungkook blushed and turned toward the other girl and then back to you. “I’m sorry Jagi, I didn’t mean to”

Originally posted by missbaptan

Vancouver To Texas

Summary: Y/N is a flight attendant on J2′s plane

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 1434

Warning: None

A/N: I wrote this on possibly the worst flight of my life on my phone. Beta by the lovely @jpadjackles  and aesthetic by @babypieandwhiskey


You’ve been a flight attendant for the past five years and it’s the best job you’ve ever had. You couldn’t imagine doing anything else. You get to travel the world and get paid to do it! All you have to do is serve your passengers some food and drinks, easy enough.

This was your last flight of the day, a nonstop flight from Vancouver to Texas. You were on this route often and always loved it. When you had a few days off you would stay in Texas for a few days or in Vancouver if that was your last flight. They were two beautiful areas, each unique.

Today you had a pretty empty flight so it was going to be easy. Especially since you spotted a very attractive green-eyed man. When he was getting on the plane you made eye contact with the gentleman and he flashed you a smile that could have melted you into a puddle. He turned and took the front seat that was right next to your jump seat. How were you going to concentrate on this flight!? A very tall man sat in the seat next to him and as he sat down he elbowed his green-eyed friend and snickered.

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College!Binu 

  • Bin is that friendly kid that goes out a lot and rarely studies but still ends up with good grades somehow no one knows how he does it
  • (even his best friend/roommate minhyuk who manages to balance studies + dance still gets lower marks than he does, neither of them really know why)
  • so Bin never really goes to the library, he’s never had the need to.
  • up until the day he’s on his way back to the from class and sees this really really pretty boy cross his path
  • the boy looks about his height, he’s got coffee in one hand and he’s gripping the strap of the back pack over his shoulder with the other 
  • he doesn’t really know why he feels compelled to follow the boy but bin’s always been the whimsical type and he’s really got nowhere to be and no one will know suspect that he’s going to the library only to stare at the pretty boy since he has his bag from class
  • maybe he’ll do some work while he’s there ONLY so he doesn’t look suspicious
  • the boy walks into the library and bin follows, choosing to take a table far away enough from the boy but also close enough that he can still stare.
  • its only 5 minutes in and Bin is seriously wondering what he’s doing 
  • did he really just come to the library to stare at a handsome stranger
  • its not like he has a crush or anything you can’t crush on someone you’ve never talked to 
  • except anyone else who knew of the situation would probably call it a crush, since bin starts going back to the library regularly to stare at study boy. 
  • he’s pretty lowkey about it and he’s sure study boy hasn’t caught on, since study boy is always absorbed in his work
  • except for dongmin has caught on. 
  • the first couple of days he thought nothing of it, some guy just hanging around at a table across the library for a few days, probably has a big project or test and needs a quiet place to study. 
  • but after two weeks of consistently seeing this same guy he starts to get curious. one time he walked passed the guy’s table on his way to the reference books (which he didn’t actually need) only to notice the guy wasn’t actually working he was just doodling in his notebook which made him wonder
  • what kind of guy goes to the library to draw
  • what kind of guy goes to the library to draw in a regular lined notebook
  • what kind of guy goes to the library to draw in a regular lined notebook every single day 
  • dongmin began trying to break it down - this guy wasn’t an art major (no offense his drawing skills needed quite a bit of work, and usually art kids had sketch books to draw in) - but that’s really the only thing he knew
  • back at moonrock dorm, rocky questions why bin’s been going to the library so much, it’s not like he ever studies
  • bin counters that maybe he’s just decided that he should study and the library encourages him to do that
  • minhyuk rolls his eyes and goes ‘mhmmm’ but drops the subject
  • bin sticks his tongue out at the back of minhyuks head
  • but it does make him realize, he’s been staring at study boy for three weeks and he still doesn’t know his name
  • so day 16 of going to the library (he only goes on weekdays), Bin sits himself down across from pretty study boy
  • he doesn’t really have a plan of action but nothing is ever gonna happen if he just sits around and stares from afar, might as well go for it 
  • “hi i’m moon bin”
  • “….dongmin”
  • “uh, what’re you working on?”
  • “calculus”
  • “are you any good at it?”
  • “i suppose, why” 
  • “i’m really struggling and you seem to know what you are doing”
  • (which by the way is a total lie bin isn’t struggling with calculus, it’s not his best subject but he gets by fine in the class)
  • “its not too bad as long as you understand the concepts first.”
  • “would you be willing to help me understand those concepts?”
  • dongmin is hyper aware that this is library table number 7 boy that always comes to doodle and not study, and he’s really got no reason to help the kid out since the kid never seems to even study anyway 
  • BUT library table number 7 boy is really really cute up close and dongmin would be even more stupid to turn down the opportunity to make library table number 7 boy into library table dongmin boy
  • a few days of tutoring sessions later and if bin wasn’t head over heels before, he definitely is now. 
  • not only is study boy really pretty but he’s also really kind and smart and his voice is soft and sometimes bin makes a joke and study boy laughs with this really pretty opened mouthed smile and his eyes curve up into crinkles and wow #bestdecisionofhislife was to start talking to pretty boy
  • one day dongmin is explaining integrals to him but bin is getting distracted by how long dongmin’s eyelashes are and the way his lips move as he speaks 
  • wow he kind of really wants to kiss him 
  • oh wait is he already kissing him something feels soft against his lips
  • dongmin’s eyes go wide and he drops the pencil he was holding
  • shit fuck abort abort bin did u really just do that did u really just kiss study boy while he was showing you how to do calculus
  • bin drops everything and just gets out of there as fast as he can
  • study boy will probably never talk to him again
  • he can’t go back to the library again ever
  • he doesn’t stop running until he gets back to his dorm room, flings himself on to his bed and buries his burning red face into his pillow
  • god he knew he was whimsical and spontaneous and just did things because he felt like it and didn’t try to over think things but that was #thestupidestdecisionofhislife
  • what bin doesn’t realize is dongmin never actually pulled away from the kiss
  • dongmin is confused to say the least 
  • he was surprised and not surprised when bin kissed him
  • he didn’t expect it to happen when he was writing out a formula but its not like bin was ever really subtle about liking dongmin anyway
  • after dongmin recovers from the shock of bin kissing him then running away, he realizes bin left all of his stuff at the table. 
  • he packs up his stuff for him, noticing the notebook that bin had been drawing in so much back when he was still sitting at table number 7. 
  • he knows he probably shouldn’t open it, but he’s curious and bin doesn’t have to know
  • he flips it open and finds countless doodles of himself accompanied with small notes of “how can someone be so pretty”
  • now it’s dongmin’s turn to go red
  • he ruffles through the bag to find a couple of stickers they hand out the dorms, kind of like a ‘dorm spirit’ kind of deal, and he figures that must be bins dorm
  • he swings his own backpack over his shoulder and carries bin’s in his arm
  • he’s walking up to the building and notices another kid locking up his bike in a hurry at the dorm’s bike rack and figures he probably lives there and might know bin
  • “hey there, do you happen to know a moon bin?”
  • minhyuk looks up at him
  • “yeah, he’s my roommate actuallly, why do you ask?”
  • “he left his stuff in the library.”
  • minhyuk raises an eyebrow at the mention of library. 
  • “….he left all of his stuff in the library?”
  • “yeah.”
  • minhyuk sighs, now realizing the reason bin had texted him ‘CRISIS’ and that he should ‘COME TO THE DORM ASAP’ because Bin ‘REALLY NEEDS TO TALK’ to him.
  • he offered to take it up to him, but dongmin shook his head, saying he would rather deliver it himself
  • (he didn’t want to risk this kid stealing any of bins stuff because how would he know for sure he’s really bins roommate) 
  •  minhyuk thinks thats a fair reason, and gestures for dongmin to follow him into the dorm, swiping his ID at the door. 
  • he opens the door to moonrock’s dorm room, only to find bin curled up in his bed head smashed into the pillow. 
  • now minhyuk could either be a good friend and take bin’s stuff from dongmin and thank him and then talk to bin about what happened like bin wanted.
  • or he could be a really good friend and let dongmin return the stuff to bin himself while minhyuk goes to the vending machine and buy himself snacks.
  • minhyuk decides to be a really good friend
  • and so dongmin is left in bin’s dorm room, bin unaware that its dongmin and not minhyuk 
  • “….uh….hi….you left your stuff in the library.”
  • dongmin’s voice makes bin squeak in shock and remove himself from his pillow, locking eyes with dongmin
  • “ohmygodi’msosorrypleaseforgetieverdidthatiwasntthinkingjustforge-”
  • “i prefer to kiss after the first date, but you’re cute so i can make an exception. just please don’t run away after you kiss me the second time”
Apologies - Mitch Marner

a drunk auston ruins an embarrassed mitch’s date 

lowercase intended 

word count: 1557

warnings: cussing, suggestive comments

Originally posted by laurastacey

the date had been going very well. mitch was super sweet, opening the car door (and restaurant door) for you, pulling your chair out, offering you a bite of his food and then many more bites when it turned out to be delicious. he looked so handsome in his suit, and you had told him so. he’d brought you flowers and complimented your dress choice.

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Daughter-Carl Grimes

Requested: Nope

Plot: Y/N is Negan’s daughter who he loves more than he loves Lucille. One day, she finally was able to do a waterfall braid in her hair-and since her mother is already dead-she ran to go tell her father. Negan doesn’t care if he’s sitting in his room having a meeting or about to let Lucille feed, he will stop everything for his baby girl. This particular day was the day Carl Grimes just so happened to be sitting in Negan’s room, staring down the man as he paced and talked about how good it had felt to kill Carl’s friends. 

Warnings: Swearing (duh), death, mentions of death, mentions of cancer

Paring: Carl Grimes x Female!Reader 

Word Count: 6,393

A/N: Hey! Sorry this is super long, but I just kinda kept writing. Let me know if you want more of this. (Also sorry for any inconsistencies, I wrote this over a couple days) Part 2 is up now, right here! <3

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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


MasterList

    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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I just got this idea. Have some Viktuuri: Viktor and Yuuri's first encounter is not in Hasetsu. That's the first formal meeting. Not first encounter. Viktor was ill at a competition that Yuuri just so happened to be in as well. When Yuuri stumbles upon one puking Viktor Nikiforov, fanboying aside, his caring nature takes over and tries to provide comfort. But Viktor's fever was so high at the time, he didnt remember Yuuri's help. Until of course it happens again when Viktuuri is together -Galaxy

What a great idea! This is set during Yuuri’s previous Grand Prix Final series.

By the time the Cup of China is coming to a close, Yuuri is exhausted, a ball of nerves held up only by adrenaline and copious amounts of caffeine. His free skate is a blur. Yuuri rushes to the bathroom to splash some water on his face in an attempt to stay awake for the trip back to the hotel.

He’s barely paying attention to where he’s going, so he nearly runs into the person blocking the bathroom sinks. “I’m so sorry!” he yelps, apologizing instinctively.

“’S okay,” the man slurs, waving a hand vaguely. Yuuri finally takes a moment to get a look at the stranger.

“Victor … Nikiforov?” he stutters and does a double take. He’d probably do a spit take if he was drinking anything.

“Yeah. Who’re you?” Victor asks, accent thick. He doesn’t sound angry, just confused.

For a moment, Yuuri forgets how to talk, as well as his own name and how to think. “Um,” he splutters for a second. “I’m Yuuri Katsuki!” he squeaks.

Victor doesn’t respond, and Yuuri takes a second to actually look at him. He frowns at what he sees. Victor seems pale and unsteady on his feet, and there’s a feverish flush on his cheeks. “Are you okay?” Yuuri asks anxiously, concern overriding his starstruck stupor.

“I’m okay,” Victor mumbles, before lurching over the sink with a gag. He brings up a few thin strings of bile and groans. Yuuri automatically moves forward to rub his back, shyness momentarily forgotten. He winces at the heat radiating off Victor.

“"You’re really sick, aren’t you?” His question goes unanswered as Victor struggles with another heave, spitting a few globs of saliva into the sink. “You won a Grand Prix Final qualifying event running a fever like this?” Victor just slumps into Yuuri’s side with a low moan, apparently finished puking for the moment.

Yuuri carefully props him up against the wall of the stall and wets some paper towels to create a makeshift cold compress that he presses to Victor’s forehead. The taller man sighs at the coolness, and Yuuri smiles slightly, glad that he could provide a tiny bit of comfort for the obviously ill skater. He’s at a loss for what to do now, though. Victor needs help, but Celestino will be looking for Yuuri soon.

That’s it! He just has to find Victor’s coach; surely he’ll be willing to take care of his student. And like any superfan of Victor, Yuuri already knows his name and what he looks like.

Yuuri hurries out of the restroom, looking desperately for any sign of Yakov. He spots him a few meters away, arguing with a young blonde teenager.

“Are you Yakov Feltsman?” he asks, pretending that he doesn’t already know that.

“Yes,” Yakov replies, turning to face him. “And who might you be?”

Yakov is intimidating, and Yuuri finds himself tongue-tied for a few seconds. But the idea of Victor, miserably sick and alone in the bathroom, spurs him into action. “I’m Yuuri Katsuki, sir.”

Yakov scoffs, unimpressed. “And what do you want?” Behind him, the younger skater mutters something in Russian.

“It’s not me, it’s Victor.” Yuuri does his best to stay calm and explain the situation. “I found him in the bathroom. He’s really sick!”

“Show me where he is,” Yakov demands. Yuuri leads him to the bathroom, where Victor is still miraculously propped against the wall. Yakov moves to his skater’s side, pressing his hand to Victor’s face to check his temperature and cursing in Russian.

Yuuri offers to help, but Yakov waves him off. He decides that maybe it’s best if he just leaves. Victor is probably in good hands with his coach. “I hope that you feel better soon!” he calls over his shoulder as he exits the bathroom.

Later, at the Grand Prix Final and when Victor comes to Hasetsu, it becomes evident that Yuuri is the only one who remembers the encounter. It’s disappointing but not entirely surprising, given how sick Victor was at the time.

Coming back to competitive figure skating is very challenging and tiring, making one very susceptible to germs. So it’s not completely unexpected when Yuuri finds Victor in the bathroom after practice puking up his guts. “I thought you were coming down with something,” Yuuri mutters to himself, rubbing Victor’s back in soothing circles.. Then, a little louder, “You’re really sick, aren’t you?”

Victor’s shoulders jerk up in surprise, and when he finally gets a break from vomiting, he cranes his head around to look at Yuuri. “It was you?” he asks, sounding dazed.

“What?” Yuuri doesn’t understand what Victor is talking about. Just how high is his fever?

Victor spits shakily and wipes his mouth. “At the Cup of China,” he explains, his voice raspy. “You took care of me.”

It takes Yuuri a moment to get over his shock; he didn’t think that Victor remembered that at all.

“Yes, and I’ll take care of you now,” Yuuri promises, a fond smile on his face. It’s amazing how much can change in just a year.

Im Yours | Part 4

Pairing: Jaebum x Reader

Rating: Drama, Angst, Smut, Fluff
WARNINGS: Language, Eventual Violence, Lots of Smut Later on

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You woke up the next morning to the sound of things moving around in your kitchen. Panic instantly began to take over your chest as you racked your brain on who it could have been. Your mind traveled to the night before. Jaebum had tried to get you to stay, both with your job and with him. It was inappropriate though and as badly as you wanted to know what it felt like to have your body pressed against his in the heat of a passionate kiss, you just couldn’t do it. You had left like you had came, alone in the black SUV after telling Jaebum you were handing in your apron.

Your turned the corner and another sound came from the kitchen so you grabbed the first thing you could find, which in this case happened to be a meat mallet you had revived as a present and never moved to the kitchen. You spun it once in your hand before rounding the corner and swinging at the first body you saw. You came in contact with a stomach, a loud growl was let out of the body as it hunched over and then you realized who you had just hit.

“Oh my god Yugyeom!” You said dropping the mallet and kneeling down next to him. You looked up to see BamBam and Jackson laughing hysterically at the youngest who was now purple in the face from being winded. You got him to stand and propped him against the counter before lifting up his shirt to expose the large red rectangle that centered his abdomen.

“Shit I’m sorry, you guys scared me.” You said running your fingers over it.

“You sure do have a swing on you.” He tried to laugh.

You just gave him a sorry smile before making your way over to the freezer to get a pack of frozen corn for him to press onto his stomach. Once you got him to hold it you turned back to the others and crossed your arms, now trying to hide the fact you were braless under the over sized shirt you slept in.

“So we were sad to see you weren’t there this morning, are you sick?” Jackson asked reaching into the box of cereal he helped himself to.

“Oh, Jaebum didn’t tell you?” You asked hugging yourself tighter, the memory of his lips against yours surfacing once again.

“No?” Bambam answered, his eyebrows pressing together.

“I uh.. I quit.” You said quietly, all eyes barring down on you now.

“Why did you quit?” Yugyeom asked.

“It just wasn’t the right job for me.” You lied.

“Not the right job for you? But we’ve all got so close? I’m pretty sure it was you who said you’d rather be working for friends than anything else?” Jackson said slamming the box of cereal on the counter, making you jump slightly.

“That’s not the reason. You’re lying.” BamBam said pointing a finger.

“No, I-”

“Bullshit, y/n!” He yelled as Jackson and Yugyeom shot him warning looks to calm down.

“I don’t know what you-”

“Tell us the truth!” He said running hand through his red hair.

“Did something happen with Jaebum?” Jackson asked.

“I’m going to kill him if he hurt you.” BamBam said earning a smack on the head from Jackson.

You couldn’t focus on that though. Hearing his name made tingles run down your spine and the thought of him made your cheeks flush. They all noticed before it was too late and all rounded on you.

“What happened with Jaebum, y/n?” Jackson said with an amused grin.

“It’s nothing.” You said trying to avoid their eye contact.

“Did you and he… do it?” BamBam said, all anger gone.

“Oh no no…” you said biting your lip. “I had a little to much wine and kissed him.”

“On the mouth?” Yugyeom asked wide eyed, they all seemed to be more shocked at the news of kissing him than the two of you sleeping together.

“How else do you kiss someone?” You asked making BamBam chuckled loudly.

“Oh my god… I don’t know wether to be happy or worried!” He said turning towards Jackson. “That’s so great oh my god. Alright, go get dressed we should get going the guys are going to be hungry.” He said still laughing.

“No, BamBam…” You said causing them all to look at you again. “Im not going back. I can’t I’m mortified.”

“Y/n, listen.” BamBam said walking over and putting hands on either side of your arms. “You owe it to us to come back, we’ve all kinds started to see you as family. Plus, we’ll starve.” He said making you smile slightly.

“Im sorry B.” You said before backing out of the kitchen and going back to your room where you shut the door.

You listened intently for the front door to close, and when it did you sighed in relief. You knew you had just disappointed all of the boys and you wish there was a way for you to apologize face to face but there was no way you were going to go back to the house and you didn’t have any of their numbers to meet up else where. You felt like a coward, you weren’t afraid to admit it. But if your father knew you kissed your boss? Thats just a conversation you did not want to have to deal with.

‘Where’s y/n?’ Mark asked walking in last to the office everyone was sat in. 'I just went to go get food and no ones there.’ He said like it was new news.

BamBam just looked at Jaebum, half expecting him to tell everyone what happened but wasn’t surprised when he didnt. It would have been less awkward if he did just tell everyone. The way he changed the topic made everyone skeptical.

After you had left the night before Jaebum sat at the table for the next four hours, just thinking about you. He didn’t actually think you weren’t going to come back the next morning so when you didn’t show up, and then didn’t show up again when BamBam had gotten back his mood spiraled down. He couldn’t concentrate on the speech he was trying to scare into the men around him. He kept forgetting what he was saying every time he thought he heard one of your pans hitting itself below him and when the other boys spoke back all he could think about was your lips against his.

He finally had enough of the stares everyone was giving him so he waved his hand indicating that they needed to leave, and they did. But not before openly talking about going to see you.

'You’re the one who needs to go see her.’ BamBam said, still sitting with his feet on the large desk.

'What are you talking about.’ Jaebum spat, his face softening slightly when BamBam rose and eyebrow at him.

'She told me that she kissed you. Kiss you- your mouth.’ He said sternly, mainly so Jaebum knew he wasn’t going to turn this into a joke.

'Whats the big deal?’ Jaebum snapped again.

'The big deal is you don’t do that. You’ve never done that for as long as I’ve known you.

'You don’t know that for a fact.’ Jaebum said with a sharp chuckle.

'Really? Jaebum, I know you. We all know you. 'never let the women know you care’ your dad basically drilled that into all of us.’

Jaebum just stood there, knowing perfectly well that BamBam was right. That he never let his lips touch another. It was a sign of power loss, a gateway into the heart and he wasn’t ever going to put his power at risk.

'You need to go to her. Like today before she really leaves us.’ BamBam added standing up. He threw Jaebum a worried smirk before starting to walk out of the room.

'Bam?’

'Yeah, boss?’

'I can’t bring her into all of this.’ Jaebum said sitting harshly in his chair before rubbing his face.

'Then don’t? We’ve kept her out of his this long. I would just be conscious that it will eventually find her. She’s a tough girl though.’ BamBam said with a soft smile now as Jaebum nodded.

'You’ve always been one of the smarter ones. Despite you being an actual psychopath.’ He said making BamBam chuckle before leaving the room

It hadn’t even been a full 24 hours since you last seen the boys and you already missed them like crazy. Especially BamBam. You found yourself laughing at things on the tv and immediately think about which boy you were going to tell that too, but only to get sad when you realized it probably wouldn’t happen.

You felt terrible by the time dinner rolled around. You hadn’t changed out of your large shirt or sleeping shorts and you were pretty sure the hair tie that held your hair in a messy bun was now apart of you hair. You decided it wasn’t worth cooking tonight, it would just make you miss the boys even more. You groaned loudly, it was stupid that you felt that way. You barley knew them there was no reason for you to pout. Still, takeout sounded a lot better than your own food.

You were just about to press call on the number you saved for lazy evenings and drunk nights when there was a quick two knocks on your front door. You looked at the phone before tossing it to the couch and stumbling sleepily over to the front door. You swung the door open almost a little to hard and froze. In all his glory was the one person you had been actively trying not to think about. Your heart fluttered as a light laugh followed by a blush touched his face as he took in your attire.

'Jaebum…’ You said biting on your lip nervously before realizing how rude you were being.

'Um, come in.’ You said stepping to the side.

You slowly closed the door and held the handle for a good few seconds before taking a deep breath and turning back to Jaebum. He was already facing you, a nervous smile set on his lips as he tried to figure out what to say to you.

“The boys were all sad you didn’t come today.” He said, internally kicking himself.

“Yeah, um… BamBam, Jackson and Yugyeom stopped by this morning.”

“Gyeom has a nasty bruise thanks to you.” He said making you chuckle lightly. “Look, y/n… Im sorry about last night. Kissing you was unprofessional and I shouldn’t have done it.” He said with sad eyes.

“Im the one who kissed you.” You said biting you lip again, the thought of his lips against yours making every nerve in your body stand at attention. “I don’t think I’m sorry about it though.” You added.

His smile faltered but was soon replaced by an even bigger one. He opened his mouth to say something but then closed it, all he wanted to do was kiss you.

“I was just about to order in. Would you like to join me?” You asked biting your lip, not quite sure what it was you were doing, only knowing you’d kick yourself for not doing it.

“I would love to.” He said shrugging out of his jacket and placing it over the nearest chair. “But only if you agree to come back tomorrow.

It was like being with a friend. You sat together poking around at the food you had ordered until it grew cold, laughing at the comments each of you made. He didn’t mind watching the show that had been rerunning all day, in fact he found the whole TV mafia crime plot very amusing, and your comments made it even better and he found himself thinking 'If you only knew.’ quite a bit.

"Okay but how stupid is this guy, like yeah let me just go check on my wear house stashed full of drugs because I think someone might break in with no gun and no back up like please.” You said shaking your head as you placed the empty plate on the coffee table by his feet and brought your knees to your chest.

“So stupid.” He laughed shaking his head.

“Right! This show makes me so mad its so unrealistic.” You laughed, looking over to see him smile.

You felt your cheeks flush with his stare as he looked at you with a soft smile. You took your hand and pushed on his shoulder, trying to turn the attention back to the show you were watching, but the feeling of him still looking at you made it hard to focus. You turned back to him and the two of you laughed. You couldn’t stop looking at his lips, but didn’t want to make another first move, so instead you settled with resting your head on his shoulder and pulling the blanket that was draped over the back of the couch over your cold legs. You looked back to the Tv and felt him soften as his hand reached out for yours.

Your mind raced so fast that you could hardly focus on the fight scene that was happening in front of you. You tried so hard not to  look at him again, but the feeling of his thumb stroking the side of your hand made it hard. You gave in, trying as discreetly as you could to raise your eyes to see as much of his face as you could. You blushed, he was already looking at you. You brought your head back to see him more clearly, everything about him from this distance was so different. He was so much softer, his lips were so much pinker and his eyes held this shine to them that made your cheeks tingle.

“I’d like to ask you something.” He said softly shifting slightly so he was half facing you, his arm finding its way around the back of the couch. “If I were to ask you to dinner, just the two of us what would you say?”

“Are you asking me on a date?” You said biting your lip as you smiled, your heart felt like it was going to burst out of your chest. You watched as he laughed and looked a way for a second, the tops of his cheeks turning slightly pink.

“Yes. Yes, I am asking you out on a date.”

“And a date where I don’t have to cook!” You said making him laugh now.

“No, you don’t have to cook.”

“I’d love to.” You said softly while giving his hand a light squeeze.

“Can I kiss you now?” Jaebum asked biting at the corner of his mouth.

You didn’t even respond, you just let him lean over to you, one hand resting against your hip while the other still laid across the back of the couch. The moment his lips found yours you melted. It felt so natural to be kissing him with the way your hands slipped so easily around his neck and how soft the ends of his hair was against the tips of your fingers. He pushed into the kiss till you were laying on your back. He hovered above you, your mouths moving in sync as one of his hand traveled up to your hot cheek. You wrapped one arm around his supporting arm, smiling softly at the muscle that bulged from his position.

“Why are you smiling?” He asked breaking away from you slightly. You didn’t respond, just squeezed his arms and giggled again before pulling him back down to kiss you. This time he was smiling into the kiss, leaving soft small pecks all over your mouth and face until you were smiling too.

“Stop you’re so weird.” You giggled hitting his chest lightly. He laughed softly and looked at you before kissing you one more time, this time it was more serious. It wasn’t a short kiss but it wasn’t a complicated one. It was just perfect.

When he pulled away he pulled you up with him and gently helped you crawl until your head was resting on his chest and both of your attentions were turned back towards the tv. You breathed in taking in the sweet scent of his skin, you’re eyes starting to feel heavy.

“You know this could technically be out first date.” You said. He wrapped his arms around your back as he chuckled, the vibration in his chest making you bite your lip.

“I guess we did have dinner and a movie. Even if the movie totally sucked.” He said, mocking your words.

You chuckled again and blinked slowly. The two of you fell quiet, his hand rubbed your back softly as your eyelids started to get heavy. You yawned softly and his arms tightened around your again, encouraging you to fall asleep, and you did. You fell asleep to the sound of his breathing and the soft beat of his heart as he held onto you like his life depended on it. The moment you relaxed into sleep he smiled. He never realized how much he needed you to be there laying across him, your hand softly grabbing to his shirt in  your sleep. He wanted to close his eyes, sleep was so close to him but there was something about how soft and cute you looked that made it hard to close his eyes. He prayed you would stay that way. That you would continue to bring him this new feeling of giddiness and comfort.

That he wouldn’t ruin you.

Last Night [a.a ]

Originally posted by cooperselizabeth


warnings: Chuck Clayton

This was an anon request byt i cant find the prompt pls forgive me

Also this is completely unedited and not proofread and I’m super sorry I haven’t been as active lately. Also I’m working on a “That 70’s Show” fic that I will be uploading on my wattpad so thats partly why i havent done much on here. I just want to be friends. Sorry!


Masterlist


“Archie Motherfucking Andrews!”

Based on the volume of your voice, you could only infer that everyone who was currently in Riverdale High had heard your screech.

You marched down the hallway, approaching Reggie. He instinctively shrunk back against his locker and absentmindedly crossed his hands over his crotch, afraid of any damage that you might do.

“Where is he?” you growled.

Reggie shook his head violently. “I don’t know (Y/N/N). Please don’t hurt me.”

He whispered the last part loud enough so only you could hear. You looked him up and down before nodding subtly and storming off, ignoring the teasing calls of the jocks as they mocked Reggie for being scared of you.

“She’s scary when she’s angry,” Reggie muttered in defense as everyone watched you kick a trash can, denting it. The jocks shut up immediately.


You were fuming. You had been talking to Jughead when he had decided to come clean to you. The two of you had never kept secrets from each other and no matter how horrible it was, Jughead knew that he couldn’t keep his new found secret hidden from you.

So he told you.

He told you about Archie. He told you how he had ditched him on the 4th of July and how he had been down by Sweetwater River on the day of Jason Blossom’s assumed death.

And then he told you the bad news.

He had been there with Ms. Grundy.

Yes. Your redheaded (now ex-) boyfriend had been cheating on you with the music teacher. So now you were on your way to confront him.

You barged into the music room, a smirk spreading across your face as you saw Archie and Ms. Grundy standing chest-to-chest.

“Well just look at what we have here!” you exclaimed, sarcasm dripping from your voice.

The two of them sprung apart, both of them dropping the instruments they were holding.

“(Y/N)!” Archie said, voice full of surprise.

“No offense Archibald,” you sneered. “But if you wanted to cheat on me I would’ve expected you to do it with someone beautiful like Cheryl Blossom, not some woman whose twice your age and just using you. I’m done with you.”

“No, (Y/N), wait,” Archie said, grabbing your arm.

“Don’t touch me Archibald,” you hissed. “Do me a favor and please lose my number.”


It had been months since that day.

You stopped talking to Archie, but you kept helping Betty and Jughead. You were close to figuring out Jason’s killer. You just knew it.

Unfortunately for you, Betty was too preoccupied at the moment as she worried about Jughead’s upcoming birthday.

“(Y/N/N), what should I do?” Betty sighed. “I have no idea…”

She trailed off as the idea hit her. “That’s it! I can throw a party!”

You stopped in your tracks. “Betty do you even know Jughead?”

Betty hesitated. “I do but it’ll be a small party. Only his friends. We can do it at Archie’s!”

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes. Everyone knew about what had happened yet Betty kept trying to reconcile the two of you.

Betty noticed the uncertainty in your eyes. “Please (Y/N)? Do it for Jughead.”

“Fine.”


The party was in full swing.

Cheryl had arrived unexpectedly, bringing along kegs, jocks, and basically the whole teenage population of Riverdale.

There were probably some Greendale kids too.

You sat with Jughead in Archie’s garage. He was settled in the comfy armchair while you sat on the floor, Vegas in your lap as you both pet him.

“Let me guess,” Jughead drawled out. “She told you her brilliant plan and you tried to stop her.”

“Yes,” you nodded. “Then she said-”

“Do it for Juggie,” he interrupted, voice rising in pitch as he tried to imitate Betty’s feminine lilt.

You chuckled as you nodded once again. “Yeah.”

“I’m sorry you came,” Jughead soghed. “It sucks.”

“I had to,” you replied. “Youre my best friend Juggie. Besides, it could be worse, I could be inside right now.”

No sooner had the words left your mouth when Betty Cooper entered the garage. She looked at the both of you sadly before addressing you. “(Y/N) could I possibly speak to Jughead alone?”

You looked at Jughead, who shrugged, before you got up and left, taking Vegas with you.

“Well Vegas, I guess it’s just me and you,” you whispered, looking up at Archie’s house. You glanced down to see Vegas bounding off after some rodent. “Correction: just me.”

You took a deep breath before entering the house, immediately being met with the unmistakable smell of alcohol. The first people you bumped into were Joaquin and Kevin. After a short conversation, you found yourself in the kitchen, rummaging through Archie’s refrigerator for his secret stash of strawberries that you knew he kept hidden near the back.

Your hand brushed a glass container and you pulled it out, yelping in victory as you noticed the strawberries that were beautifully nestled in it.

“Well hello there,” you heard a smooth voice say.

Startled, you nearly dropped the container, flinching when you felt someone grab your hands in order to keep it from falling. You looked up to meet the eyes of the one and only Chuck Clayton.

“Hey Chuck,” you mumbled, quickly making a beeline for the door.

“Woah hey now,” Chuck said, slowly sliding in your way. “I just wanna talk to a beautiful girl.”

He shot a charming smile at you. It reminded you of a shark.

“Well now, how about you and I go share those strawberries huh?” Chuck continued.

You glanced around, getting nervous. Everyone around you was either drinking or dancing, or both. Except for Archie. He had been watching the two of you since Chuck first approached you with his eyes narrowed and jaw set.

Archie didn’t like the sight of another guy talking to you. Especially not if that guy was Chuck. He began to walk over to you.

“C'mon baby,” Chuck smirked. “Let’s go upstairs.”

You felt his hand grip your arm. Hard . You whimpered slightly as you followed him upstairs, strawberries still in hand.

Downstairs, Archie panicked as he lost sight of you, sighing in relief as he caught a glimpse of your hair on the stairway. He quickly caught up, freezing slightly when he saw Chuck push you into his room.


“Don’t worry (Y/N),” Chuck said. “This will be fun.”

You struggled against him as he pressed his lips to yours, prying them open with his tongue as his hands fiddled with the hem of your shirt. The more you struggled, the more he seemed to anticipate the coming events.

The moment was cut short as the door slammed open, revealing a disheveled Archie. “Get the fuck away from her Chuck!”

Chuck sighed heavily, closing his eyes as he stepped away from you.

“Excuse me for trying to have fun at this lame-ass party,” he mumbled, leaving the room and shoving Archie on his way out.

As soon as he was gone, Archie closed the door and rushed over to you, gathering you in his arms.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t come in sooner (Y/N/N),” he whispered into your hair as he held you tight.

You were barely aware of his words, still frozen from Chuck’s touch. You barely registered Archie’s movements as he picked you up and carried you towards his bed, sitting down and pushing himself against the wall, cradling you in his lap.

You started paying attention to Archie’s words which were a continuous, quiet mumbling of “I’m sorry” and “I should’ve been there”.

“It wasn’t your fault,” you finally spoke, your voice a quiet whisper. “But thank you. For making him leave.”

“Of course. Anything for you. I love you ,” Archie replied, his voice cracking as he realized exactly what could’ve happened to you if he hadn’t intervened.

“I should get home,” you said. Archie tightened his arms around you in response. Neither of you made a move to get up and you couldn’t help but feel completely safe as you laid down in his bed, his arms still wrapped around you, and he pressed a kiss you your hairline before quietly singing a song, lulling you to sleep.


The next morning, Archie was woken up by the bright sunlight that streamed in through his open window.

Remembering the night before, he turned his head towards you, his smile fading when he realized you weren’t there with him.

He quickly bolted out of bed, searching for his phone and cursing when he realized he had left it downstairs. He sprinted out of his room and down the stairs where he was met with the sight of Jughead sitting in an armchair, petting Vegas with a smug smirk on his face.

He held out Archie’s phone as the redhead tried to catch his breath. “Arch, you should check your voicemail.”

Archie scoffed, sending you a quick message before doing as Jughead said. It was from his dad. Frowning, he put his phone away before his face contorted in shock.

Looking at the clock, he squealed. “Jug, they’ll be home any minute!”


You sat on your bed, jumping slightly when your phone dinged. You hadn’t slept after you left Archie, feeling way too numb to do anything but stare blankly at your wall. You carefully picked up your phone and read it.

From: Archie
Hey (Y/N/N). Listen we need to talk. I meant what I said last night. I love you and I’m willing to do whatever it takes to fix my mistakes xx

You choked on air, carefully rereading the message over and over again. You were shocked. You thought he had said it in the heat of the moment and you realized how bad of an idea it had been for you to attend that party.

You sat blankly for a few minutes before finally typing out a reply. As soon as you hit send, you turned your phone off, tossing it under your bed and grabbed a hoodie before walking out of your room.

You quickly scribbled a note for your parents before taking off. You wouldn’t be home until late.


Archie sighed as he and Jughead collapsed on the couch, exhausted from all the work they had done whilst cleaning up the house.

“So…you and (Y/N/N)?” Jughead smirked.

Archie chuckled breathlessly. “Man shut up! I hope it all works out. I really do love her Jug.”

“I know,” the beanie-clad boy replied, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Archie jumped when he felt his phone vibrate, scrambling to take it out of his pocket. At the same time, the door swung open.

“Hey Arch! We’re home,” Fred Andrews’s familiar voice called out.

Archie stod with a smile on his face as he faced his parents before unlocking his phone and reading your messages.

The happy spirits that filled the Andrews household quickly dampened as Archie’s smile fell, his eyebrows joining together as he frowned.

Fred also frowned when he noticed Archie throw his phone onto the couch but was quickly distracted when Archie went in for a hug.

Curious as to why Archie’s mood had changed so quickly, Jughead picked up the phone and quickly escaped upstairs as the Andrews family reunited.

Once he was comfortably nestled in Archie’s bed, he unlocked the phone, shaking his head as he read the messages you had sent.

“Oh (Y/N).”


From: (Y/N)
Archie, please don’t.

From: (Y/N)
Last night was a mistake. We both know that.

From: (Y/N)
Thank you. I’m so grateful for what you did, but I can’t deal with this right now. You broke my heart Archie. I think it’s best if we don’t talk to each other for a while. I’m truly sorry.


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anonymous asked:

I don't want to bother you or stress you out if you're super busy, but can I request a Soulmate AU fic with Reader and Loki? I don't really have any specific plot ideas sorry but maybe some angst that ends fluffy? Hope that's ok for you 😊 Ps. You're an incredible writer x

Pairing: Loki x Reader
Fandom: MCU
Warnings: Soulmate!AU in which you get the same injuries as your soulmate does.

A/N: thank you so much for that compliment, my love! I have to be honest, I was a little worried about this prompt, because I’m pretty much a grandma when it comes to soulmate AU’s. I literally just know a single one and I didn’t like that with loki and reader, but then I stumbled across this one and I just fell in love with it and yes, I’ll stop talking now lol. hope you like it bb <333

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You made your rounds through the compound right now, wishing everyone well in the fight against Thanos.

You were a scientist, not a soldier, so you had to stay put in the compound while some of your best friends might give their life today.

It was tearing you apart that you couldn’t do much more than wish them luck.

The last person on your list to make your farewells to was Loki.

He was standing in front of a giant window, distracted by the outside world.

You slowly approached him and gently placed a hand on his arm, trying not to startle him. If it was even possible to startle an Asgardian god.

“Loki?”

He continued to look out of the window.

“It’s about to start.”

“Yeah. I know,” you lowered your hand and looked outside as well. After a moment of silence you looked at him again. “Promise me to be careful?”

The Asgardian only smiled a little. But it wasn’t a sincere one. You could tell right away.

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anonymous asked:

could u write a scenario of lance finding his s/o that he left behind on earth in a galra prison ship and just like, him comforting them and their first night safe in the castle with him?

My son deserves happiness and not the angst I put him through to get there

Lance had thought that leaving behind everything on Earth had been one of the hardest things he had ever done. It was nothing compared to finding a piece of his life turn back up on a Galra prison ship. When he had laid his eyes on s/o he suddenly felt like a broken mirror, shattered on impact and unfocused. Out of all the impossible things he dealt with on a daily basis this was the thing that he just couldn’t accept as real, it had to be some kind of mind trick just to throw him off. But then he heard his name leave their lips and their eyes look at him wide and hopeful. It was then that he knew that this wasn’t a trick, this was terrible and real. It blinded him with rage and he couldn’t remember much after that, not that it mattered because the only thing he cared about was the end result. And he got exactly what he wanted … kind of.

They were back safely in the castle which should have been more than enough to make him happy. After all how often had he daydreamed about being the hero for s/o? To sweep them up in his arms and have them fawning over just how strong and powerful he was? Too often to count and yet he was feeling more nervous than the day he had asked them out, which was saying a lot since that day involved a lot of puking and several shirts ruined by sweat. It was just that he was realizing that being a hero wasn’t about saving damsels in distress, it was about dealing with the after math of bad people doing horrible things.

And at that moment he wasn’t feeling like much of a hero as he sat cradling s/o in his arms while they continued to cry into their third consecutive hour. Lance knew that he should be trying to do more but he felt as if he was recovering from shock himself. “Sweetheart … angel … please tell me what I can do. I am completely at a loss here and I can’t stand seeing you like this,” he muttered into their hair, kissing the crown of their head while pulling them even closer to his chest. He breathed in their scent, memories of laughter and sunshine breaking through the cold still air.

“I wish this was as simple as failing a test. Remember what I did then?” he asked with a small smile and a deep chuckle building in his chest “I tried to have Hunk show me how to bake brownies. Mine of course came out terrible so I tried to steal his to act as if they were my own. Too bad I ended up eating all of them before seeing you the next day. I still think that those crumbs were equally as delicious and were more than appropriate in cheering someone up,” he added feeling the ghost of a smile pulling at the corner of his lips.

 His smile grew when he heard the crying turn into sniffles and a small hiccup of a laugh. “I’m just glad that he had the sense to make a second batch knowing exactly what would happen,” they said, their voice hoarse and rough but it was music to his ears. They hadn’t said a word since coming back to the castle and this was more than a step in the right direction. “Though if I remember right … you made me fail that test because you had me so distracted I didn’t finish on time. You kept blowing me kisses and holding up cheesy pickup lines you wrote on scratch paper,” they continued, shifting to that they were now looking up at him with tears still on their eyelashes but sounding much clearer.

It was so small and yet he felt his heart melting, the familiar family of butterflies taking up their residence in his stomach. Even a million light years from Earth and he found himself completely enamored by s/o. “I refuse to acknowledge any wrong doing and stick with my defense that you were the one distracting me with that cute face of yours. I can take this to court if thats what you want, although maybe the jury would also be swayed by the hotness radiating off of you,” he teased, his fingers running down their sides in a soft tickle. It achieved just what he was looking for, a laugh.

They laughed and scurried to push his hands away. “Thats my (girl/boy/personal preference),” he sighed happily, feeling all the muscles he hadn’t even realized were tight relax all at once. “Hey I got an idea why don’t we try and get rid of those puffy circles under your eyes? I got some great face masks from the space mall, not that I am sure we are ever welcome back to get more, and while we let our faces get all cleaned and junk I can braid your hair. Cause wow its gotten so much longer since I saw you last and I am loving it. Keith is going to be so jealous~” he sang giving a small shimmy in what was suppose to be an attempt at dancing. 

 “You know that actually sounds really nice,” they said reaching a hand up to stroke his cheek. Lance eagerly leaned into the caress, kissing the tips of their fingers. “It will be just like when we were at the garrison. I missed those spa nights Lance … I missed you.” They finally met his eyes making him realize that they had been avoiding doing that all night. He felt himself holding his breath as he stared down at them, counting their freckles and the different shades of (eye color) speckled in their eyes. He had missed this too, more than anything.

“Things are going to be okay now s/o. I know that because of me that you went through a hell of a lot but I’m here now. I’m going to make things right. I’ll make things normal again,” Lance whispered, breathing the promises against their lips that were suddenly so close to his. There were tears in their eyes again but they where laughing, smiling against him. Maybe they were the good kind of tears like the ones he was blinking back.

“I don’t want normal Lance. I want you,” they finally said before at last crossing the bridge between their mouths and kissing him. It was wet and salty, short and rough with their chapped lips against his own soft ones. “After all your my hero,” they said with a tinkering laugh, holding his face in their hands “and despite everything I think … I think this is where I belong.”

Lance smiled back, a steady stream of tears of his own staining his cheeks. “You’re absolutely right, there is no where you belong more than here with me.”