i will stand up and cheer if they win

What I think of the MOON signs:

Aries: A lot of mental activity, thinking too much about what interests them. They could be intellectuals. They may appear calm on the outside, but a tornado is going on inside them. Optimistic, very competitive and impatient. They live for the moment, forgetting all else. That’s the reason they change their mind so easily about everything. Very curious, but opinionated. The Aries moon at it’s worst may blame things on others, unable to take responsibility. However, they don’t hold grudges and are usually kind and easygoing, wanting to do the right thing because they aim to live up to this ideal image they have of themselves, whatever that ideal is. If I had to give some advice to this moon sign it would be: not everyone is out to get you, enjoy yourself, RELAX!! and don’t let your need to be the best, even when you are, poison yourself and your relationships. Celebrities with this moon: Angelina Jolie, Nicolas Sarkozy, Bill Gates, Rihanna.

Taurus
: Charming, very charming. Has a great sense of humor and loves companionship. They will tell you stories, they will make you feel warm. They may not take criticism well, but who does? They do not like to be rushed into things, they like stability and comfort even when being adventurous. They may enjoy shopping too much. Ruled by Venus, they are romantic and affectionate in love, sometimes possessive, and they chose love over friendship. Depending on the Sun and Venus, this moon can be extremely jealous. But wishing to keep balance they will hide it under a passive aggressive attitude which can cause more wrong than right. They look for the best in people and usually will find themselves giving too much, but their desire to maintain balance will help them stay on track. They look more reasonable than they are. If I had to give some advice to this moon sign it would be: keep shining, but don’t be so proud. Not everything is like you see it. Sometimes it’s OK to fuck up and admit it. Celebrities with this moon: Christina Aguilera, Cameron Diaz, Mother Teresa, Chris Brown, Jim Morrison.

Gemini: Absent minded? You bet! However they compensate that through their wit and curiosity. They are versatile and easy going. Even on the least easy going suns a Lunar Gemini will ease up the chart. They mean well, I do believe this, mostly because they are not interested in what other people are doing. They do not get caught up in gossip and do their own thing. They can be irritable and moody, but not usually. They are lazy even though they want to have a hand on everything! They have so much they want to do, but their minds go faster than their power of will. They are nervous thought, and if they have a problem they may not know how to act upon it and feel paralyzed. Gemini moons are fun and very chill. At their worst, Lunar Geminis can be very cold and indifferent. If I had to give some advice to this moon sign it would be: you are capable of anything if you work! You are not alone… And look around more, be warmer. Celebrities with this moon sign: Barack Obama, Vladimir Putin, Alyssa Milano, Jennifer Lawrence.

Cancer: are cancers tired of hearing they are emotional? Yes, but it doesn’t make it any less true. Cancer, as a moon sign, is powerful because the moon is the realm of emotions. Being emotional doesn’t mean weak, on the contrary, a Cancer moon has to be strong to be able to feel as they do. And Cancer moons are indeed strong. They are tender and sweet, and a roller coaster of emotional outbursts. They are in touch with their feelings, so much so, sometimes they get too caught up in them, becoming self-absorbed as if their own emotions are the only emotions that matter. What’s the problem with this? That if they are feeling pain they tend to forget the good things in their life and instead of trying to get better, the get lost in self-pity. They have a good memory and a soft heart, even when you least expect it. They do not do well with criticism, they do not take jokes lightly. They love, they love a lot, even through their mood swings. And find it hard to let go. Do not take this moon sign for granted, they are loyal AF. If I had to give some advice to this moon sign it would be: you need to act more and build the future instead of clinging to the past. Celebrities with this moon sign: Taylor Swift, Kurt Cobain, Keanu Reeves, Shakira.

Leo: This moon is outgoing and bright. Yes they need attention, yes they love flattery, yes they can be overly dramatic and yes, as the Leo they are, they do think highly of themselves. And that’s part of the reason they are so successful, they are confident and know they are more than capable of handling anything. They truly are more than capable. They are proud, but have qualities to back it up, and you can’t hate them because they are loving. All that they have for an Ego they have for a heart. They need a lot of love and even though they know they are great, they want to hear it. If you want to cheer them up, genuinely tell them the good qualities you see in them or let them win at a game they love. This is a nice moon to hang around with, a romantic moon, a quick to anger moon, and a moon that won’t try to hurt you, unless you stand in their way. They can be dramatic and get this, they hate drama. They love the whole “nobody loves me” and slamming doors, but oh boy! they‘ll think you are crazy if you act like them. If I had to give some advice to this moon sign it would be: yes, we love you, but do not act so dramatic! Celebrities with this moon sign: Julia Roberts, Mahatma Gandh, Monica Bellucci, Tom Cruise.

Virgo: yes, this whole post was about my perception on the moon signs, but I must warn you I am especially biased about this one… I’ve met so many Virgo moons! Many people I love have Virgo Moons! (I am a Virgo rising myself) And I love them, but we crush. All Virgo moons I have come in contact with were and are… way too… critical. They don’t seem to know you have feelings. They will say nasty comments about your personality, hobbies, clothes… but will get angry at the slightest thing you say to them, and they will over-think it for ages. For even though they are hard on others, they are hard on themselves as well. They do not realize their own defects. However, once they do, they will try to correct them. They also say the good stuff… but not so often. They are sharp and they love a good debate. These people are smart and may involve themselves in jobs that allow them to help humanity. They are not mean or petty, just critical and defensive because they want to make things perfect and be perfect (perfect from their point of view). If I had to give some advice to this moon it would be… yes, you guessed! Watch your words, they cut. No, you are not always right and you don’t need to be. And not because you don’t like something does it mean it’s wrong. Celebrities with this moon sign: Madonna, Dalai Lama, Nicki Minaj, Sean Connery.

Libra: Another very charming moon sign, but unlike their sun sign, the Libra moon person is more secretive. They love love. They are very romantic, it can break their heart. They want to be liked and do not enjoy arguing and outbursts of emotion. They can be superficial and vain, but they are also sweet and peace oriented. They are dreamy, calm, they want to open up, they have a lot in their minds, more so then what they are willing to share. They can be extravagant - for some reason - and quiet. They have a dark side: they can get caught up in their negative emotions but never share it with the world. They might be artsy, bohemian, and proudly so, and they all have a personal sense of style. Whatever they are inside- hippie, hipster, painter, lawyer - they will dress to show it. You can tell a lot about these people from their clothes. They might not be terribly steady in love, sometimes they fall for too many people at once. If I had to give some advice to this moon it would be: there is more than what meets the eye, there’s more than looking for others approval. Celebrities with this moon sign: Leonardo DiCaprio, Justin Bieber, Kate Winslet, Jude Law.

Scorpio: This moon is sensual and dark, this moon wants passion, this moon is romantic and is not afraid of commitment! This moon wants loyalty and is loyal. They are dramatic, very dramatic, like a Leo moon, but without the bright disposition. They are egocentric and at the same time, giving. They hold grudges, but if they love you, you won’t need any reassurance because they will be there showing you. They are hot headed and domineering, they like to feel in control. They are jealous and fear betrayal. They will not put up with your bullshit for too long. They have a strong will and they will get where they want to in life. Do not mess with them. They will not take revenge, but they will not forgive you. They feel a lot, and also expect a lot from others. If I had to give some advice to this moon it would be: chill, chill, chill. Not everything is about you, trust a little more, lighten up! You will be glad you did. Celebrities with this moon sign: Jennifer Lopez, Beyoncé, Miley Cyrus, Katy Perry.

Sagittarius: This moon is curious, careless, optimistic and has a childlike manner to it. They look chill to others. They talk quickly, and are a bit impatient. They are naive, afraid of commitment and dislike restrictions. They need space and personal freedom to be happy. They are carefree and may not always be in tune with others emotions, sometimes they are oblivious to how others feel. They will be there if you open up, but may not be the most empathetic of ears. If things get tough, they will run away. They like to do research and could do well in this area, thanks to their curiosity. They want to explore the world and meet new people, they like talking and can get irritated easily. If I had to give some advice to this moon it would be: Sometimes grounding yourself is needed, sometimes you see more by looking within than by avoiding quietness. It is OK to sit with oneself, don’t avoid things out of fear of working through the rough parts. Celebrities with this moon sign: Albert Einstein, Nicole Kidman, Sharon Stone, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.

Capricorn: this moon is closed up. This moon needs to feel productive and they measure their worth through their ability to get somewhere in life. They want money and material things and YET they will cultivate a spiritual side. This moon worries about everything. A woman (or a person with feminine energy) with this moon is loyal and stable, a man (or person with masculine energy) with this moon sign, however, finds it hard to be with one woman because they do not know how to be vulnerable. They have will power and emotional strength, they will give you everything you need if you ask - you’d have to ask as they do not know what people need. This moon cares about their style as well, like the Libra moon, this moon dresses up for the job they want, as they say. They like shopping. They can also be alone for long periods of time, they do not mind being in their room all day. Something most people do not expect of this moon sign is their high sexual drive! They can be very kinky and like to sleep around. This moon is cautious, and doesn’t take risks. They like to know the outcome and will think of all the possibilities before rushing into things. If I had to give some advice to this moon it would be: oh, you, it’s ok to be vulnerable. If you never open up, you will miss your life. Take risks, maybe not always, but do not let love pass you by because of fear. Celebrities with this moon sign: Amy Winehouse, Adolf Hitler, Johnny Depp, Napoleon.

Aquarius: what a witty moon to have. In my opinion, this position makes a person fast, goofy and brainy. They are detached and bubbly, they look not as smart as they truly are. They like attention, but will not give it to you! They are aloof. They care about facts, though. They call it the Aquarian Age for a reason. They want to know things, but will not argue with you if you do not see things as they do. They like to keep their emotions to themselves and do not like to be serious. So maybe, listening to others talking about their problems is not their strength. They just want to chill! If a sarcastic comment is what you need, go talk to them. They care about history and humanity, they want to make a difference. If I had to give some advice to this moon it would be:: care about people a little more, ok? They might need you as much as you need them. Celebrities with this moon sign: Marilyn Monroe, Princess Diana, John Lennon, Conan O'brien.

Pisces: Yes this moon sign is the most compassionate and empathetic of all the moon signs. This moon is psychic, and will know how you are feeling even better than you. They can easily feel overwhelmed by the harsh demands of this world and, at their worst they can turn to drugs or other ways to escape reality. However, they are funny, goofy and optimistic, they live in their dream world and seem to be in a far away land. Even though they can be masochistic, and can be a pushover, this moon sign sees everything and everyone with rose colored glasses, including their future. They think everything will be alright even if death is right in front of them, they will think they are dating a kind person even if they find them cheating on them every Saturday. They are indeed innocent, gullible, but what most people do not know about this moon sign is that once they see you for you, there is no way back. They put people they love on pedestals, but if you fall, it will be hard for them to put you up there again. Which is not a bad thing, it is better not be on a pedestal anyway. However, the problem is, when they get betrayed or hurt, they start to think the worst of people. They will not revenge, but maybe they won’t let you back into their life, they are afraid to be vulnerable. It is easier for them to be there for others than to be there for themselves and show the world all the messy they are inside. They feel guilty over everything and even though they care about people a lot, sometimes they have trouble showing it. If I had to give some advice to this moon sign it would be: love yourself more, take care of yourself and do not be a doormat. And stop the self-pity. Celebrities with this moon sign: Michael Jackson, Michelle Obama, Martin Luther King, Elvis Presley.

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Inner Kaneki psyche

Sasaki Haise: How about this?
Kaneki Ken (Shiro): That’s good
Associate special class Sasaki Haise (Black Reaper): Stop fucking around
Kaneki Ken (Kuro): It’s not Juuzou-kun who’s bad… I am the bad one..
Kaneki Ken (Kuro Kid) & Kaneki Ken (Shiro Kid): Poor him..
240: *wailing*
Black reaper: Shut up! Go back to Cochlea!!
Haise: Uh… So what should we do? I…

Kanekis:
I wanna go meet Touka-chan too! Me too. Me too. ..Me too. Uwaaa (240 lmao). Me too. Wanna meet her…
I mean, we haven’t even decided on the child’s name.
Child…
Touka-chan’s and mine child!
Touka-chan’s pretty bad at Japanese so… she might pick a weird name.
Ahaha.
Don’t make fun of Touka-chan!

Real-time

[Well.]

Squad(?): Hajime… Squad Leader!
Hajime: How..’s my face..? A face of a pretty boy?

Clips that Kaneki’s “hearing”: Ah, and again, athlete Kaneki has lost! Seem’s he got it wrong again! It’s all for nothing! You’re nothing but promises!  Why are you always like this! He wasn’t strong enough! Srsly!Fuck! Stand up!! Please do it properly! Do your best!  Fighting! We are cheering for you! Why can’t you do it?! STOP SLEEPING! Fight till death! Fight! Get up and fight! Otherwise we won’t forgive you!!

Someone: Good morning.

Kaneki(?): [Touka-chan. Touka-chan. Touka-chan Touka-chan. Touka-chan Touka-chan.]

A fictional? Suzuya vs Kaneki tournament (I can’t see well so just.. roughly)

It’s a battle which will decide outcome of CCG and Ghouls… A dreadful final battle!

The audience is going back and forth between “But he even has Arata on… even with his Kagune, how far could he possibly…” “He will win, hey.”

Kaneki: I won’t go easy on you, Juuzou-kun.
Suzuya: I have things I want to protect too, Haise… no, Kaneki Ken, right?

Touka: Kaneki… Win…

Kaneki: [Touka-chan… Everyone… This is the only way towards a co-existence of ghouls and humans in this world… I won’t lose!!] Here I go!

Kaneki to Kaneki

That is.. a human. And a kid, too.
I don’t care. I won’t back down.
I can’t do anything but to pluck anything I need to away.. Everything around me… even me myself..
Can you bend those beliefs of yours until now..? If you have to.. Can you kill?
I will kill.
What’s needed now? I know it, don’t it? That’s how I did things, always.

Kaneki: I won’t retreat, I will only go forward. Just like a centipede.

This Is War (Part 2 of Runaway Ballerina)

Pairing: Dean x sister!reader, Sam x sister!reader, Castiel x sister!reader 

Warnings: Fluff, fluff and fluff

Summary: Chaos and war within the bunker between siblings.

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For those of who wanted a part 2 here you go!!! Hope you guys don’t mind that I tagged you in Part 2.  @sandlee44 @supdarling @queenpammy13 @evyiione @radstudenttravelerblr @straightasdeanwinchester @violinmyhead @xfanqirlinq @cozyjaws @meeshw777 @sassyspn67 @winchesters-favorite-girl @i-is-small-winchester @dauntless-dean @moose-and-sqruille-lover @galifreyanotaku @skeletoresinthebasement @babygoatsaf

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It’s late at night around 3:15 am and Cas is sitting in the bunker library reading some lure on witches to try and help Y/N get back to normal. He suddenly hears a chair next to him scrape the wood floors. He slowly looks to his right to see a tiny Y/N sitting on her calves with her dark brown hair all over the place with one of Dean t-shirts as pajamas, her eyes red and puffy.

“What’s wrong? Why are you not sleeping?” He ask.

“I has a bad dream. I don’t wanna sleep no more.”

“Why don’t you go to Sam or Dean’s room?”

“I don’t wanna wake them up, I usually went to my daddy’s bed bu-but he’s not here.” She says looking down. Cas face softens hearing this from her. “Castill” she says. Cas chuckles hearing her butcher his name. “Castiel.” He corrects. “Case.. cast…Castie.” She says frowning and Cas sits there smiling. “Can you take me for a drive?” She ask. “A drive?”

“When I can’t sleep my daddy takes me on a ride.”

“Well I don’t have a car.”

“We can take baby.”

“I don’t think Dean would like it if I took his car that he considers as an infant.”

“Well, Dean told me you’re baby in a trench coat and that you have wings like a fairy. So can you fly me someplace?” Cas frowns at this remembering the day at the diner. “I’m don’t think that’s a good idea Y/N.”

“Please Castie!” She begs. “I don’t wanna see anymore monsters in my dreams.” She whimpers. He looks down at her pouty face and sighs. “Only for a few minutes.” He gives in. She gasp reaching up for him. He picks her up and zaps them to a field. Cas sets her on his lap and they both look up at the stars. “How many stars do you think there are?” Cas ask pointing up.

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Archie x Reader: Did You Buy Me Lingerie?


Warnings: suggestive content
Requested: yes

*your POV*

“AND THE RIVERDALE BULLDOGS WIN THE GAME 27-24.” The crowd cheers loudly and we all stand up shouting. I scan for my boyfriend Archie among the boys in uniform on the field. Unable to find him, I decide to walk with Kevin down to the locker room and wait for him outside. I was anxious to find out what Archie had planned for our date tonight as it was my birthday.

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Big Win [Stiles Lacrosse Week Smut]

Author: @dylan-ohbrien
Pairing: Stiles x Reader
Word Count: 3,285
Warnings: Smut (Oral male & female receiving), language that’s about it ;)
A/N: So this is my first time writing a Stiles fic and I thought what better first than one for lacrosse week? I wrote this in a few hours and I haven’t done that in forever so I’m pretty proud of myself for that lol, that being said, I’m sure there are errors that I missed. It’s just kinda cute and smutty so I hope you guys like it! :)

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Freshman

Part Five in the Series

Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four

Freshman Year!

It’s exciting times for Y/n and Shawn.

They are finally in high school. 

Now that their in high school, the pressure of relationships is more than ever. 

On the first day of school, everyone just naturally thought that Y/n and Shawn were a couple. They walk to school together, to class together, they have lunch together, Y/n even stays to watch Shawn at hockey practice. 

It was just how everyone saw them. 

But secretly. 

They say each other that way. They would never admit it to each other. Never, how could they risk their friendship like that?

But Shawn was noticing everything he loved about Y/n. 

And

Y/n was noticing everything she loved about Shawn. 

“Y/n?” Shawn asked at lunch.

“Yeah?” She asks prying her eyes from his to look down at her meal.

“Are you okay? You seem distracted.” He says offering some of his soda.

“Yeah I’m good.” She smiles. The truth?

You’re eyes look a bit green today and I want to just stare at them.

“Okay, hey are you going to the game tonight?” Shawn asks, referring to the football game. 

“Um, I wasn’t planning on it. Why? Are you going?” She asks handing his soda back to him. 

“Nah, there’s a Harry Potter marathon on tonight. Wanna come over and watch it? I have the house to myself, mom and dad are going to a concert and Aaliyah is going to a friends.” He looks at her with hope in his eyes.

“Yeah I’d love to come over.” She smiles, becoming excited. 

“Good, will I see you at practice?” 

“Of course, I’ll be in my spot.” She giggles a bit. 

Shawn smiles, he loves her giggle. 

“Good.” He nods. 

The bell goes off, signaling the time to return to class. Shawn stands and picks up his and Y/n’s trash to throw away. He returns to the table and grabs his bag. He walks Y/n to her class before heading off to his own class. 

*

“You did great!” Y/n cheers as Shawn walks up to her. 

He had just finished practice and they had a scrimmage game between his team. His team winning. 

“Thanks.” He smiles, dropping his head to hide the small blush appearing on his cheeks. 

Y/n grabs hold of Shawn’s arm, to steady herself. Her shoes aren’t the best for walking in ice and snow.

“You okay?” He asks looking over at her.

“Yeah just don’t want to slip and fall.” She nods. He nods too and enjoys the fact that she grabbed on to him. 

“I’ll have to turn on the fire place when we get to my place.” He says looking over at Y/n. 

“Yeah, it’s freezing.” She says, it’s then that he notices her shivering. 

“Oh god, I forgot you were just sitting there watching. Here.” He says taking his big jacket off to give to her.

“No Shawn, I don’t want you to be cold.” She says trying to stop him. 

“No, I’m still trying to cool down from practice, take it please.” He pleads with her. She smiles and takes his jacket. 

She goes back to clinging to his arm, warmer now. 

Shawn lets his mind wonder a bit, he was loving the idea of her holding on to him. Of her trusting him. He was also loving the idea of protecting her. The one to steady her. His arm was on fire, and he couldn’t help but notice how soft her hands were as they gripped his arm. He smiled when he saw the shade of green on her nails, the night before he picked it out and watched her paint her nails. 

She started slipping a bit and he let himself grab her hips to keep her from falling. She looked up at him, and he swore she could see right to his soul. He got lost in the endless swirls in her eyes. 

“Here, we made it.” He says helping her up to steps to his house. 

He unlocks the door and they both walk in quickly. The house is freezing, so Shawn rushes to turn the heat on. 

“I’ll make hot cocoa.” Y/n smiles as Shawn head to his room. 

“Okay, I’ll get blankets.” He calls. 

She starts making some cocoa and hums a silly tune she has in her head. She hears the TV turn on and Harry Potter playing. 

She exits the kitchen with two mugs full of cocoa. Shawn is sitting on the couch with a blanket and hoodie on. She smiles and hands him a cup. She sets her cup down and sits next to him. He tosses some of the blanket over her legs and pulls them a little closer.

She starts watching the film, but Shawn just watches her. He notices that she’s still shivering a bit. He let’s his hand find hers, its like an ice cube. 

“Jesus, come here.” He says pulling her close to him. She snuggles into his chest, sighing at the new warmth. 

He rests his head on top of hers, hers resting on his shoulder. 

The storm starts to pick up and they both notice how dark and cold it’s gotten. 

“Shawn I should get home before it get’s worse.” Y/n whispers. 

“I think it got worse awhile ago.” He mumbles, standing to check the window. “I don’t want you walking home in that.” 

“Shawn I can’t stay, I have to go home.” She says standing.

“No, stay till tomorrow. It’s late and bad out. I don’t want you out there.” He says becoming protective. “And I don’t want you to leave” He whispers the last park to himself.

“Shawn.” 

“Just call your mom and tell her that I won’t let you leave because of the weather. It’s the Karen in me, she’ll let you stay.” He says looking into her eyes. 

“Fine.” She huffs, calling her mom. 

Sure enough Shawn was right. Her mom insisted that Shawn as right, it wasn’t safe for her to be out in this weather. 

“See what did I tell you?” He teased.

“Can I borrow some sweats and a shirt?”

“Of course.” He smiled. He walked up stairs, smiling, about the idea of her in his clothing. 

He shouldn’t be thinking about his best friend like that but he can’t help it. This was a dream come true for him. He had her alone, in his house, and was going to all night. 

*

“Shawn where am I sleeping because I’m ready for bed.” Y/n yawns standing from the couch. His shirt she’s wearing is too big and it falls off her right shoulder. Shawn lets his gaze drop to her new exposed skin. He clears his throat. 

“You can take my room, I’ll stay on the couch.” He nods standing too. 

“Shawn I don’t want to kick you out of your room.” She looks at him annoyed.

“Stop, just go to bed. I’ll be fine, the couch is comfy.” He says looking at the couch then back her. 

“Fine.” She sighs. She goes in to give him a hug goodnight. 

Shawn looks at her and gives her a hug. 

He’s so tired, he doesn’t think about anything he is doing. He pulls his head away and does the unexpected. 

He leaned in. 

And.

Kissed her. 

Behind Closed Door Pt.2 | Jeff Atkins

Hello Beautiful People! I am back! I’m sorry for such a lack of writing, I was having a hard time with school and personal issues but I am happy to update this story, I have received so much love for this and I am so thankful for everyone being so patient, now without further ado, I hope you enjoy, thank you for reading and please don’t be afraid to request ♡

Part 1

Warning: smut

Originally posted by demon-of-deathlyrose

The game had yet to start, I was sat in my usual spot near the pit, right next to the barrier, with Zach, Clay and Hannah next to me, I glanced at the pit and looked at Jeff he gave me a smile and I give him a shy one back, I still have not talked to him since morning but I was coaxing myself to be brave and go through with the plan I had made. I watched as Jeff made his way to me jumping on the barrier so he was closer to me, he motioned me to him and I shyly got up moving to him, this was a usual encounter for us but I was still wary about what he had said.

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“Woo, go Brett!”. Shouting from the bleachers.

Devenford was playing an intense match between Beacon Hills, leading by only 5 points. Standing up once again. “Woo, go Beacon Hills!”.

Malia gave you a confused glance. “I wasn’t aware we’re suppose to cheer for both teams?”.

Snuggling up closer, the weather was starting to turn sour and the chance of rain was likely. “I’m just getting into the team spirit”. Malia didn’t urge the topic further, instead she went back to watching the game.

The clock was ticking away, 4 minutes left. Brett was in possession of the ball and running across the field, dodging Scott as he attempted to slow him down. With one quick movement, Brett scored another goal for Devenford. Clapping along with everyone else in the stands, Brett glanced in your direction and you gave a thumbs up.

1 minute remaining and Beacon Hills scored several goals to make the scores even. Crossing your fingers, Malia turned to you. “Why do I sense anxiousness coming from you?”.

Shrugging, “I’m just anxious to see who’s going to win”.

Titling her head. “But you’re cheering for both teams, so it shouldn’t matter who wins since you like both, right?”.

Scanning for Brett, your eyes found him at the far end of the field. “Right”.

The thing that Malia, in fact, no-one knew was the silent deal you made to yourself. It was the morning of the game and you stared at the reflection in the mirror, trying to build up the courage. The deal was, if Devenford won you were going to tell Brett how you really felt about him, and if Beacon Hills won you weren’t going to say a thing.

But as you were watching the game unfold, you caught yourself wanting Devenford to win. The siren blew, looking at the score Devenford had claimed victory over Beacon Hills. Cheers from the fans erupted as Scott, Stiles and Liam walked off the field tired and unhappy with the defeat. Malia had gone to find Kira, leaving you to make your way down to the field.

Brett was packing up his bag when he saw you. Dropping the lacrosse stick, he jogged over. “Brett I-”.

“Me first”. Scooping you up in his arms, not caring that his body was covered in sweat. Brett’s eyes glazed into yours far longer than a friend would. The surrounding became insignificant the minute Brett pressed his soft lips against your very cold ones.

“Wow, that was…wow”. Struggling to find the correct words to describe even a little bit of what you were feeling.

“I wanted to do that for a while, but I chickened out every time”. He smiled, still holding you tightly against his board chest.

The field was now empty, the only two remaining where you and Brett. “What made this time different?”. Playing with his soft curls. “I made a deal with myself that if we won today I’d man up and kiss the girl I’m in love with”.

Laughing. “Oh really?. I made the exact same deal with myself this morning”.

“Y/N, would you make me the luckiest guy and be mine?”.

“I was always yours, Brett”.

The grumbling of the sky caused both to look up. Small droplets of rain fell slowly at first, but then picked up speed causing a heavier downpour. Brett gabbed your hand, flung his bag over his shoulder and the two of you dashed to find cover.

Despite the horrible weather, it still didn’t damper the mood. Brett couldn’t mask his grin, bringing his lips back down. You never knew how right two people’s lips could be for one another, until Brett kissed you.

Masterlist

Home Run

A/N: So I actually know nothing about baseball, but I’m trash for Kim Jonghyun so look at where we are now,,,,,anyways, ty @smols-n-tols for helping me with figuring out if baseball jerseys are a thing or not, @heochannies for giving me the idea, and @onibugi-jr bc why not tag you in some jonghyun content?

Pairing: NU’EST’s JR x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Baseball!AU, Friends to Lovers!AU

Word Count: Roughly 2k 1k

Summary: You hate baseball, ever since the concussion of 3rd grade, you’ve hated it. However, it just so happened to be your best friend’s favorite sport, and when he makes the team, you’re forced to go to his game. However, maybe baseball won’t be that bad….

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Jeff Atkins x Reader: Baseball party gone wrong

A/N: I really hope you like this imagine I know it’s not my best but still hope you like it.

You and Jeff had been together for two years and the two of you couldn’t be closer. Today there was a baseball game and of course you were there cheering him on. It was the last pitch and your boyfriend had to make the hit. If he hit a home run then they would win the game. You were screaming in the stands together with everyone else.

“Yesss go baby you can do it!!!” You yelled as you cheered him on.

He heard you and looked up and smiled at you. Everyone was cheering and he made a home run. Of course everyone was cheering and very happy and of course Bryce was gonna throw a celebration party tonight. You and Jeff were obviously going together.

“Have fun tonight okay. You don’t have to worry about being drunk or something I’ll drive us home.” You said smiling at him as the two of you walked into Bryce’s house.

“Really? Are you sure?” He asked;

“Yeah I’m sure.” You said swinging your intertwined hands back and forth.

“I’m probably not gonna drink so much anyway I’m not that big of a drinker you know that.” He said kissing your cheek.

“Yeah I know.” You said with a small smile.

The two of you walked into Bryce’s house and you could already smell the alcohol. The first thing you and Jeff did was go over to the drinks. He took a beer while you just took some water. After a few hours Jeff also stopped drinking and was talking to Montgomery. You were sitting on the couch when Bryce came to sit next to you and put an arm around your shoulder.

“Hey Y/N.” He said leaning close to you.

“Heyy Bryce.” You said trying to move away.

“So um are you enjoying the party?” He asked smirking at you.

“Uh yeah I am.” You said very uncomfortable.

“So I was thinking maybe you and I could uhh…” He said as he put his hand on your knee and started to move upwards.

“Get you’re hand off of me.” You said trying to push his hand away.

“Oh come on Y/N I know you want me.” He said moving his other hand also up your thigh.

“Get of!” You yelled as you stood up.

“Hey what’s going on here?” Jeff asked confused walking up to the two of you.

“Nothing you’re girlfriend just went psycho.” Bryce said as he tried to put a hand on your shoulder as to comfort you.

“Don’t you dare touch me!” You shouted and then walked ways outside with Jeff running after you.

“Hey hey babe you okay?” He asked when he finally caught up to you outside.

“No I-I’m not okay.” You said crying a little.

“Hey Y/N what happened? What did Bryce do?” He asked concerned.

“H-He just tried to touch me. He put his hand on my thigh and he was moving it upwards and I just feel so gross right now.” You said crossing your arms.

You saw that Jeff was very angry and he was about to turn around to go back inside and punch Bryce but you pulled him back.

“Please don’t Jeff. I-I just wanna go home.” You said pulling on your sweater.

“Okay fine.” He said angrily as the two of you walked to his car.

“Look you can beat him up tomorrow okay.” You said looking at him.

“I don’t want to hurt him Y/N I’m just happy that he didn’t do anything bad to you.” He said looking at you.

“I love you Y/N.” He said with a smile.

“I love you too.”

Imagine Michael face when he heard that you were engaged to the peaky blinders enemy even though you didn’t knew it and you and Michael had broken up years ago.

“Are you sure it was her that you saw standing by him John? She is engaged to him? Are you fucking serious!”

“Mate I saw her standing right there in front of me and Arthur, I could recognise that beauty anywhere and yes she had a big ring on her finger, but I don’t think she knows that he was involved with us, her face was pure shock when she saw us talking with her fiance”

Michael rested is hands on the table looking more pissed at the thought of the woman of his dreams marrying other man just because he wasn’t sure of taking such a big step, he was in a pure mixture of rage and pain, John looked at him and polly came close to her son rubbing his back calming him down.

“ That motherfucker is with her and not me, he is close to give her the life I want to give her and I’m more then ready now, she couldn’t even talk to me first…”

Michael dropped his head low and polly sighed seeing her son breaking apart.

“Why don’t you calm down and try to talk with her? Y/n it’s a lovely girl and even though you were an idiot to let her go she is not married yet so try and win her back honey”

Polly smiled trying to cheer Michael up until the house maid came into the kitchen announcing that Tommy had a visit.

“Mr. Shelby there is a young woman standing at your door saying that she wants to talk with you if that it’s possible”

Tommy raised a brow and looked at all of his family and everyone was clueless, Tommy cleared the cigar and stood up walking out of the kitchen and everyone followed.

“Well let’s see you is this young lady then”

When everyone reach the door y/n were standing there biting on your lower lip and grabbing your purse with both of your hands looking around to the big house Tommy had for his family in the field. Michael eyes widened and Ada left a squirm escape her lips something that brought your attention up and to look past Tommy to Michael who was looking more handsome than ever, both of you stared at each other for a long time.

“ Michael..” Y/n talked softly and nodded her head politely.

Michael smirked and couldn’t resist to walk by y/ n side and hold her hand kissing the back of it never breaking the eye contact.

“Kitten…”

Michael spoke low and y/n blushed looking down not letting go of his hand on her.

Beauty and the Mets Fan [*smut]

A/N: Okay, now keep in mind this is only my secondish smut. I had a dream about this the other night, minus the smut part. I just thought it could use some spice.

“I can’t believe you got us Mets tickets!” I squealed as me and my best friend looked for our seats. “Only the best for my best friend!” She beamed. Our seat where between the edge of the screen and the dugout on the first base side. We were about four rows up, and two seats away from the end seats. The best seats you could possibly get in my opinion. We found them, slid into our seat and got comfortable. The music was loud and seem to come from every direction. There were so many people filling the stands, and I knew the game was about to start.

“Hey, Dyl! Our seats are right here.” A tall boy with black hair yelled. He was wearing a black tank top, and camouflage shorts. When he turn his head, I saw he had a slightly obscured jawline. Although he was very good looking he wasn’t my type.

“He’s cute.” My best friend half whispered half sang in my ear. I smiled

“Well you have about nine innings to ask for his number.” I whispered back. We both giggled.

“Good job, bud.” A boy wearing a Mets hat said. He was carrying two beers and slid into one of the two remaining seat first, handing the dark haired boy a beer. The commentator started with opening ceremonies. His voice boomed through the stadium. The smell of hotdogs and beer filling the air. They started announcing some of the star players, and almost as if it were planned, the guy next to me in the mets hat and I both screamed our heads off. We looked at each other and laugh.

“You a David Wright fan too?” I asked him almost yelling over the announcer.

“Hell yeah!” He shouted back. He turned towards me a little more and extended his hand to me.

“Dylan!” I finally got a good look at him. His skin was even, despite the various beauty marks on his face. His smile was genuine and warm. But it was his eyes that I was taken by. They weren’t hazel or brown even but mixture of the two. Amber almost.

“And this is my buddy Tyler.” His voice brought me back, and I smiled. His friend lean forward and lazily waved at me.

“I’m Y/N. This is my best friend Caroline.” I said jabbing my thumb in her direction. She copied Tyler, leaning forward and waving.

“You guys big Mets fans?” Tyler yelled, Although he wasn’t looking at me when he asked. Caroline shook her head,

“Not really. Well I mean I don’t really watch baseball.”

“Get out!” Dylan said jokingly. “There’s only mets fans in the section.” I laughed nudging my friend who seemed upset by the comment.

“Well I’ll have to leave too then.” Tyler said earning a smile from Caroline.

“Woah T.Pose! Give the girl a chance.” Dylan said putting a hand on his shoulder.

“What about you?” Dylan ask me with a smirk on his face.

“Die hard Mets fan.“ I said proudly.

“Yeah, she practically cried when I told we were coming today.” Caroline teased.

“I think we found your perfect girl, Dyl.” Tyler said. I blushed and laughed awkwardly.

The game was starting and Dylan and I watched intently. Tyler and Caroline, on the other hand, wouldn’t shut up. So half way though the 7th inning Dylan and Caroline switch seats. Dylan and I’s conversation was strictly baseball, and honestly I wouldn’t have had it any other way. It came down to the wire in the game. It was the 9th inning and the Mets were bating. Bases were loaded and it was down to three balls and two strikes. Mets were down two, so they needed to hit the ball and far. Wright was at the plate, and he was uncharacteristically off his game. The crowd was chanting a medley of boos and cheers. “Come on David! You got this!” I stood and yelled. Dylan followed suit. “Let’s goooo!” He shouted. The pitcher threw the ball, and out of excitement I grabbed Dylan’s arm. Wright sung and hit the ball, I watched it as it flew way above the pitcher, over second base, and into the stands.

“Mets win.” The announcer sang. Dylan and I jumped up and down screaming. I pulled him into a hug, which he returned. He smelled good. Like really good. We pulled apart slowly, staring at each other.

The excitement of the game started to die down, and people were leaving the stadiums. Caroline and I started gathering our things.

“Hey, we’re going to get some drinks. You guys want to come?” Tyler asked. Him and Dylan were on the staircase that ascends to the exit. I looked at Caroline, we smiled at each other and nodded.

We walked from the stadium to a pub about 8 blocks away. It was an old timey pub, like you’d see in old British movies. Dylan open the door for all of us.

“We’ll get some beers, if you guys want to grab a booth.” Dylan suggested once we were inside. I nodded and Caroline and I found an open booth next to a window. The booths were round so they’d all have to squeeze in together. The boys returned beers in hand.

“Here you go, beautiful.” Tyler said handing Caroline a beer and sitting next to her. Dylan rolled his eyes before sitting down next to me with our beers.

Three beers and four shots later, we were all pretty drunk. Tyler and Caroline where making out on the jukebox, leaving Dylan and I alone.

“So, I made her a YouTube video asking her to prom.” We both roared with laughter.

“You did not!”

“I did.” He said amused.

“What did she say?”

“She laughed in my face. But I got to make out with Julia Pond that night so who’s laughing now.”

“Was she popular?” I asked drinking my beer.

“No, she was my lab partner.” We both laughed again. I placed my hand high on his thigh and bit my lip. He shifted in his seat. I looked over at Caroline to make sure she was alright. I almost wished I hadn’t.

“Ugh, they may as well just fuck on the damn thing.” I said grimacing.

“Where’s the craziest place you’ve had sex?” He asked scooting closer to me. I could almost feel his body heat. But I didn’t have a good answer. “The floor?” I admitted.

Dylan laughed. “Was that a question?”

“What about you?” I shot back playfully.

“You wouldn’t believe if I told you.” He said a little cocky. I gave him a doubtful look.

He leaned over and whispered in my ear. The action sending a shiver down my spine. “On a roller coaster.”

My eyes widened. “You’re lying.”

“Told you you wouldn’t believe me.”

“How is that even possible?”

He just shrugged. I scoffed at him drinking the last bit of my beer.

“I’m going to get more. Want some?” He raised his glass and winked at me, indicating he still had some left. He knew he was teasing me and I needed to even the playing field. So I leaned over and caressed his earlobe with my tongue.

“Be right back.” I purred. His grip on his cup tightened so hard his fingers turned white. I grabbed my glass and scooted out of the booth. At the bar, I raised my hand to signal the bartender. Someone grabbed my arm and pulled it down. I glanced over and saw Dylan holding my arm. He had a gorgeous smile on his face, and a lust in his eyes.

“Come with me?” He slid his hand from my arm to my hand interlocking our fingers. I nodded and he led the way to the bathrooms. He pulled open the door to the one person bathroom. He pushed me into the wall, a grasp escaping me. Dylan pressed his lips against mine and made his way to my ass squeezing it firmly. His bulge grinding against my pulsating sex. I thought about our friends still in pub for a second, but I knew they were probably as busy as we were. He went for my neck peppering it with kisses. I moaned pulling at his hair with my fingers. I could feel him sucking along my neck and jawline creating hickeys. I rolled my hips on to his and he groaned into my neck. Goosebumps formed on my skin at the sound. I moved my hands down to his jeans unbuttoning them. I put my hand down his pants, grabbing his dick. He moaned and pulled me into a heated kiss as I pumped his erection a few times.

“Fuck.” He growled in my mouth, and stuck my tongue in his mouth. I could feel his hand unbuttoning my jean shorts and my core tingled. He hooked his fingers around the side of my shorts and panties and pulled them both down in one go. His fingers found my slit and then to my clit rubbing the bunch of nerves in a figure 8 motion. I was a moaning mess at his touch, my legs shaking. With his other hand he pulled my hand away from him, but continued rubbing with the other.

“Turn around.” He rasped breaking our kiss. I turned and faced the wall, his right hand still on my sex and with his left I heard pushed his pants down. I heard his erection slap against his stomach. He stroked it a few times, before stopping and pulling my hands up on the wall. Holding them up with one hand. He ground his stiff member between my legs.

“Fuck, you’re already wet.” He groaned in my ear.

“Please?” I begged, wanting him inside me. “Fuck me.” I pushed out my butt against his hips, earning a low growl from him.

“As you wish, princess.” He lined up, and slowly inserted himself inside of me. We both spewed profanities at the sensation. He grabbed my hip with his free hand and began moving.

“F-faster.” I stuttered. Instead, he slowed down moving in and out of me.

“What was that princess?” He teased. I tried pushing against him to speed up the friction. He grabbed my waist sternly.

“I’m sorry, princess. I didn’t hear you. What did you want?” He asked again.

“Dylan, please? Faster.” I whined.

“Of course, princess.” He pushed himself into me hard and than fast. Quickening his speed as he pounded into me. The sound of skin on skin and moans echoed in the bathroom. He was hitting my g-spot and I knew my orgasm was near.

“I'm…I’m gon-” I tried to say.

“Come princess.” He interpreted. At the words, I clenched around him, my legs shaking, and moaning uncomfortably finally reaching my orgasm.

“You’re so sexy.” He muttered. “Get on your knees.” He released my hands from the wall and pulled out. I spun around and sunk to my knees. I hollowed my checks around him, taking almost all of his length. I could feel him in the back of my throat. He put my hair up in a makeshift ponytail, and he moved me along his member looking at me the entire time. He moved me up and down faster and faster until finally he exploded inside my mouth. He rode out his orgasm in my mouth grunting and growling. I swallowed all of him, and he smiled. I pulled him out of my mouth. Our heavy breathing the only sound filling the room. I stood my legs still a little weak, and pulled up my shorts.

“I’m not going to lie,” he said copying my action. “That’s probably the best sex I’ve ever had.”

I laughed. “You probably say that to all the pretty girls you pick up at Mets games.” He walked closer to me putting his hands on my face.

“You’re not pretty, you’re gorgeous.” He kissed my lips softly. “And there may be plenty of pretty Mets fans. But none as gorgeous as you.” I laughed pushing him away softly.

“Okay cheese ball, walk me to my car?” I asked. He grinned and nodded.

anonymous asked:

Hiyaa!! Can I pls request for a bts reaction to accidentally hurting their gf's feelings? (Angst with a fluffy ending pls) thank you 💛💛💛

BTS To Accidentally Hurting Theirs Girlfriends Feelings

To the anon who had requested this, towards the end I realized you had put accidentally, I think how I wrote it I made it still be an accident but I’m not sure I hope you still like it though and maybe you can comment on this or contact me to let me know how I did, because I was really worried rather this is up to your expectations or not.

A/N: Warning is probably the longest reaction post I have ever done joesonghamnida(I’m sorry) (シ_ _)シ  
(also sorry for errors I didn’t proof read this beast yet)
P.S. Don’t take it personal if one member has a longer text then someone else since I try to think about their personalities and how they would really act someone of them get shorter answers because I believe that’s how it’d be.

Jin:

What Happened:

The two of you were hanging out in the dorms playing mario kart “haha I win again” Jin cheered doing a victory dance in your face. “Yah! No need to rub it in” you pouted crossing your arms in front of your chest like a little kid. “Hehe I’m just joking jagiya” he laughed standing up “ah it’s been so long since we were able to spend time like this, what else do you want to do?” he asked heading into the kitchen.

“I’m ok with whatever you want to do, say got anything to eat?” you asked hearing your stomach grumbled in the need for something to eat. “I’ll make something you can lay down if you want I’ll call you when it’s ready” taking his word you went into his room and sat on his bed, Looking around you giggled spotting his mario collection “aww that’s soo cute” you squealed getting closer to the shelf.

“Hey what’s that up there?” you stood up on your tippy toes reaching for the shiny object “almost..” you mumble pressing yourself more onto the shelf in hopes to grab it. Little did you know that the shelf and the figures on it were wobbling, about to come down. “I’m done-What are you doing?!” you heard jin yell which had startled you after you had quickly grabbed the shiny toy you fell, your loss of gravity from force of pulling the object off had caused the whole collection to come down.

Jin rushed over to his fallen shelf in shock “What did you do?” you frowned “I’m sorry I didn’t mean-” before you could finish he had cut you off. “GET OUT! YOU’RE SO CLUMSY (Y/N)! I SHOULDN’T HAVE INVITED YOU HERE!” his voice boomed throughout the room. “But Jin I said-”  “just leave!”

How You Made Up:
A whole week had passed since you and Jin had last spoke and the mario collection crumbled had happened. You didn’t bother going back to the dorms anymore to apologize, simply because whenever you did he would shoo you away or another member would say he wasn’t home or he was busy. You walked with both hands in your pockets as you kicked a stone down the sidewalk, passing many shops as you were about to head home, but paused when one shop had caught your attention that shop being the nintendo store.

Smiling you reached for you wallet before heading into said shop “maybe I can buy him everything that broke, this way he’ll have to forgive me” you chirped eyeing around the store. Your happy spirits were soon going south for your search with certain items weren’t available “what am I going to do now” you sighed with your head down. Not paying attention to where you were going you had bumped into someone “oh I’m sorry I should have-”  “(Y/n)?!” the stranger had cut you off. “Jin!” you said with equal amount of surprise “what are you doing here?” you both said in unison. “You first” you told him.

He nodded “I felt really bad with what happened last week, I was hoping to come buy you a princess peach..because you’re my princess peach in my castle..” he mumbled cheeks turning red “but they didn’t have any so..”  you smiled some “I wanted to restore your collection, but they don’t have what you had…and I’m really sorry I didn’t mean for those to break” you looked down “sorry you’re stuck with a clumsy person like me” you sniffled.

He quickly pulled you into his embrace “Ani! Don’t apologize, you don’t have to apologize to me any more. I should be the one apologizing…I’m really sorry for yelling at you like that (y/n) you know I didn’t mean it right?” he asked with some hope “you really scared me” you spoke truthfully. “I won’t ever raise my voice like that to you ever again I promise. I didn’t mean to scare you” you finally returned his hug along with giving him a quick kiss on the lips “all is forgiving..prince Jin” you giggled.

Suga:

What Happened:
Suga finally had a free day off and the two of you decided to spend it together since it was so rare for him to have a day off especially towards the beginning of their comeback. What you thought would be a peaceful day turned to be the opposite since suga decide to bring you to the studio it was a odd place for a date you thought at first,but it wasn’t a  date at all he was just working on a song the whole time which made you upset.

“Can’t you stop working for just a second and pay attention to me” you pouted in annoyance
“Can’t you stop complaining”
“I would if you’d just spend a little time with me”
This had caused him to snap at you “spend time with you?! I always spend time with you and all you do is complain I thought you’d understand,and maybe if you helped me I’ll be done faster, but all you’re doing is whining and it’s really annoying I can’t concentrate..you want someone to spend time with you how about you spend time with the maknae, because I’m sick of this!”

You were shocked at his response and frankly quite hurt, your eyes began to get cloudy due to your tears. “If that’s how you really feel then, I won’t bother you anymore since I’m such a nuisance I’ll just leave you to your work then!” when he saw tears start to roll down your face he’d instantly feel guilty “wait (y/n) I didn’t mean-” but it was too late, for you had already stormed off.

How You Made Up:
Since he felt bad about blowing up on you, he thought about how you must have felt, just because he was an idol didn’t give him the right to completely blow you off all the time that would mean being in a relationship was pointless. Closing his laptop and turning off his computer he went to the nearest flower shop and picked up some pink/white roses your favorite, along with some caramel chocolate. You were sitting in the dorms living room watching a music video, your knees pulled up to your face, your eyes were puffy from crying “pabo yoongi..” you mumbled seeing the couple in the MV share a kiss. You were so busy feeling sad that you didn’t hear footsteps proceed over to you, covering your eyes you heard someone whisper “guess who” you knew it was yoongi,but decide to not say right away “could it be my best friend in the whole wide world one that actually likes to spend time with me more than my boyfriend does…jungkook?” at that he quickly removed his hands from your eyes “ouch” he mumbled before walking in front of you “I know you must be mad at me, but I wanna make it up to you” he gave you the flowers and chocolates he had bought. “I’m sorry I should have thought more about your feelings, I’ll try to spend more time with you, please don’t be mad/sad anymore” you sighed hugging him “I forgive you, I guess I can learn to not be so clingy, after all it mustn’t be easy having to make your own songs” the two of you hugged it out in the end. (^.^)

Rap Monster:

What Happened:
You sat at your room staring at your laptop you had debated rather or not you should call him since he was away for tour and must be super busy, but even though your mind was telling you too just wait your heart was saying something else and without realizing it you had clicked the green little call button it was already ringing and you knew there was no turning back now.

“Damn it who is calling me now!” you heard a voice say over the mic
“H-hi namjoon..” you stuttered out now feeling guilty for calling him all of a sudden “(y/n)?” his eyes widen for a brief moment “why are you calling me?” he raised a brow and for a brief moment you thought you saw him glaring at you, but shook it off. “I just missed you is all” you blushed a small smile coming you your lips “because you missed me? (Y/n) we made a deal that when I’m on tour you only call me for emergencies not because you miss me” he sighed irritated “i-i’m sorry I just-” but you were cut off by him.

“When I’m on tour I have very important work to do, I have to practice for the concerts and as the leader make sure everyone is doing what their suppose to, I don’t have time to chat with you because you “miss me” do you understand” not giving you the chance to say anything else he had hung up. You stared at the now black screen and seeing your reflection you saw that tears were running down your face ‘huh, when did those get their?’ you sniffled, you were hurt because he had never been this harsh towards you and no matter if he was away or not he always made time for you. You laid in your bed covering yourself in your big fluffy blanket.

How You Made Up:
You had drifted off to sleep from crying so much, a few hours had passed until you had woken up thanks to your laptop ringing signalling that someone was trying to call you, groaning you opened your eyes and checked the time on your phone “mmh it’s 1 in the morning who could be calling?” you questioned yourself before getting out of bed. Opening your laptop you were surprise to see who was calling you “nam-namjoon” you mumbled staring at your screen dumbfounded. After what had happened earlier you thought for sure you wouldn’t be hearing from him anytime soon.

Looking over by his username you saw that he had tried to call you 3 times and had left 10 messages to you, deciding not to keep him waiting anylonger in fear he’ll snap at you once more you quickly clicked the accept button. “Namjoon..” you whispered out seeing his face appear on the screen. He held up his hand “don’t say anything..I mean…if you will just hear me out..” he spoke. You nodded your head “look I know what I said to you was wrong, and I apologize for blowing up on you like that, it’s just this comeback is really having me on edge, but that still shouldn’t be an excuse for my behavior towards you I should have never spoke to you like that” he looked down in shame.

You stared at him for a little bit “I should have known better than to contact you in the middle of your tour I’m such an idiot…” you felt like crying all over again for some reason, but what he said next had made you smile pushing that sad feeling away. “No you’re not an idiot I am, what kind of man snaps at his lady just because she misses him, this idiot right here that’s who and I’m really sorry for doing that…do you think you can forgive this idiot?” you giggled nodding your head “I forgive you, and even if you say you’re an idiot you’re my idiot” he smiled “I got to go now, but I’ll try to call you tomorrow, I love you, sleep well”

Jhope:

What Happened:

You were so happy to finally able to spend a day with your precious hope, since you knew he has been working hard lately and for his hard work PD-nim finally decided to grace the boys with a few days off to chill, spend time with their loved ones or just hang around the dorms and be lazy. You had reached the dorms in record time, not needing to knock because the boys had gave you a spare key to the place, you entered excited to finally have some alone time with your boyfriend.

“Hobi~ I’m here” you yelled gleefully, while taking off your shoes, heading deeper inside the place you noticed it was a little too quiet. “Hobi?” you questioned looking all around the place, he wasn’t in the kitchen, his room, living room it was like he had gone up and disappeared. You checked your phone on more time making sure he for sure wanted you to be here. ‘Yeah, as I thought  he told me to meet here at the dorms’ you frowned sitting down on the couch.

You don’t know how long you were waiting for him, but the alarm on your phone had ringed signaling it was time to head home and get to work. You woke up with a yawn escaping your mouth, letting out a sigh you stood up “(y/n)?” you heard a voice call to you, looking in the direction of the voice you frowned even more “what are you doing here?” it was hoseok, and by the looks of it he had been practice due to his sweaty attire. “Well I did come here to spend some alone time with you but..” you bent down slipping on your shoes about to speak up he had beat you too it “well wait don’t go let me take a quick shower and we can spend some time together” he smiled.

You sighed once more standing back up as you had finally put on your shoes, grabbing your purse from the door handle you shook your head “I can’t do that I have work now” this wasn’t the first time he had blown you off to practice when the two of you were suppose to hang out “well how about tomorrow then” you shook your head once more “No you’ll just keep practicing like you always do and I’ll be left here waiting” he frowned “you know I have to-”  “no you don’t!” you cut him off “How much longer do I have to see you push yourself?…until you collapse of exhaustion? No I don’t think so”
Hoseok: “You know it’s not easy for me either”
You: “And what does that mean, huh?” sass clear in your tone
Hoseok: “It’s not easy dating someone who isn’t an Idol, you wouldn’t understand”
Hurt you looked down “so what..you don’t think I understand?” he nodded his head “how could you? This isn’t your world (y/n)” with that said you ran out the place with tears in your eyes.

How You Made Up:
It had been days since you and hoseok, talked after him completing making you feel like you weren’t important in his life. To help cheer yourself up you had walked to a nearby ice cream truck “one mint chocolate chip ice cream cone please” you had said in unison with someone that had arrived at the same time you had to the truck. “Two mint chocolate chips coming up” the guy in the truck spoke letting out a chuckle.

“I’m sorry you should have been first” you apologized bowing towards the stranger “(y/n)?!” you looked up in surprise to see him here. “Ho-hoseok..what are you doing here?” you asked standing up. “I didn’t feel right, with what I had said to you a few days ago and I wanted to make things right, and I Had this big thing I was going to do starting with getting you your favorite ice cream and then a picnic, but I didn’t think you’d be here and then we both ordered the same flavor and now I’ve gone and told you almost everything so I guess I should really shut up now, huh?” he chuckled scratching the back of his head.

You stared at him blankly before laughing while holding your side “ahahah” he stared at you in confusion “ahah oh no I’m sorry it’s just that” you giggled a little “I was mad, but after hearing all of that keke I can’t stay mad at you” you smiled wiping a tear from your eye from laughing so hard. Even though you had found it funny hoseok pulled you into a hug “I really am sorry you know, I didn’t mean to say that, I know you understand, heck you must understand more than anyone, I’m really thankful for you ya know (y/n)” he whispered in the crook of your neck.

Jimin:

What Happened:
You were going to see Jimin since he was finally done with his comeback, and you finally had a day off work the timing couldn’t be more perfect. “Jiminie surprise~!” you chirped walking into the boys dorm. The room was filled with people whose attention was now focused on you. You blushed feeling embarrassed for shouting when it seemed like every BTS member and staff was there everyone expect your boyfriend. “Um.. I’m sorry” you slowly spoke backing up some “I must be interrupting you guys..I-I should come back-” before you could say anymore a voice had cut in stopping you from continuing your sentence “(Y/n)?!”

It was Jimin, he had walked in “what-what are you doing here?” he seemed very shock to see you here in their dorm just out of the blue. “I got off from work and your off from the comeback…so I thought maybe I could surprise you…” you spoke awkwardly still feeling everyone’s eyes on you “..surprise!…” you mumbled out softly. Jimin had asked everyone to leave so he could talk to you in private “I have some good news, so you don’t have to leave” he smiled some “how would you feel about going public?” you frowned your brows looking at him in confusion “public..?” he simply nodded his head “our relationship, announcing it to everyone” you looked down shaking your head. “What’s wrong with how we are now?” you asked looking up at him through your lashes.

Jimin gave a pity chuckle for a second “I thought you would want this, you make it seems like you’re cheating on me” he spoke combing his bangs upwards. You didn’t say anything which made him frown “(y/n)? You’re not cheating on me right?” you looked at him somewhat panicked “..you know I wouldn’t” you say softly, but he wasn’t having it “wow I can’t believe you, ya know so many people would die to be in your position and you go and cheat behind my back…I didn’t think you were like that but I guess I was wrong” not letting you get a word in he stormed off to his room.

How You Made Up:
A day after you and Jimin’s little talk, you finally decided to talk to him “why did you invite me here? Nonetheless with all this people around?” he asked adjusting his face mask while taking a seat across from you. “Jiminie, I only rejected going public with you, not because I’m cheating on you, but because I’m scared..” you told him honestly, tears now coming to your eyes “I didn’t think you would react that way..I’m sorry” you bowed your head towards him, which caused others in the cafe to give questioning looks at the two of you.  He chuckled nervously “you don’t have to bow towards me (y/n) raise your head” he whispered, looking around the cafe before back at you “and don’t apologize I shouldn’t have just assumed such things about you, you’re my girl gosh damn it, I've must have been crazy to ever say something like that to you, I’m sorry jagiya” he took hold of your hand and stared into your eyes lovingly.

You smiled a look of relief coming to your face “Well, I didn’t just invite you here to apologize to you..” you spoke standing up out of your chair. Jimin looked at you with curious eyes “what are you doing?” he asked “trust me” you whispered “excuse me everyone can I have your attention please” you raised you voice, now having everyone in the cafe look at you. “This man right here” she pointed at him “this man is the love of my life, I wouldn’t trade him for anything in the world and I think it’s about time we went public…I’M DATING PARK JIMIN!” you blushed saying the end part the loudest. Jimin looked at you with shock “(y/n)..” he smiled standing up, he quickly pulled you into a hug “you didn’t have to do that for me” he whispered in the crook of you neck “I wanted to” you whispered to him “I love you so much” he told you planting many kisses on you, which made everyone in the cafe clap and applaud the two of you.

V(Taehyung):

What Happened:
He was never the type to get mad easily at someone let alone blow up on anyone verbally, but here the two of you were in the back room of the fansign event that would be taking place in just a few minutes from now. “I don’t understand why you’re so upset about this (y/n) you’re my girlfriend not them, plus it’s A.R.M.Y you know they won’t try anything” he defend, that’s what irritated you, he seemed to always take the fans sides, when one fan had gotta extremely close and extra touchy, he went on about that’s a close longtime fan of bangtan and how she was going to be sad because she couldn’t see them for awhile, but you knew you could tell after all what fan kisses an idol who is taken?

“That’s the problem Tae, you’re too nice to them, when you do that they’ll just take advantage because they know you won’t do anything about it” you huffed crossing your arms over your chest. Taehyung frowned, a look of disappoint coming to his face also with anger. “You shouldn’t be jealous, what do you even mean take advantage? Are you saying I’m some kind of doormat? Because that’s not even true. Or is it you think I may just run off with one of them” he smirked. “Yah! Don’t say that!” you frowned now feeling more sad than mad. Taehyung continued to smirk and gave a look almost as if he was thinking about it. You huffed, your cheeks turning red and eyes filling with tears you turned away from him right as a staff member had entered signaling it was time to start.

How You Made Up:
‘Maybe I should tease her some more, that’ll teach her to think so low of me’ he chuckled grabbing an album to sign, he smiled deciding to turn on his charm on full blast. You stayed in the back with the staff,but still made sure you were mostly hidden, your eyes focusing on Taehyung. You glared at him seeing him talk so friendly to the fan, but that glare was soon wiped off your face and replaced with a look of hurt as you saw the fan had interlocked her hand with his, they smiled and continued to talk so buddy buddy with each other “Taehyung-oppa~!” she squealed after he had whispered something into her ear sending her a wink, he looked back at you to see your reaction, but it wasn’t the one he was hoping to see.

He frowned seeing you cry silent tears as you stared at him, the two of you made eye contact and for a second it felt like no one else was around. He quickly broke contact turning back around to look at the fan, how was glaring at you before showing a fake smile when Taehyung had looked her. Removing his hand from hers he excused himself, while walking over to you. “Come here..” he said softly taking your wrist in his hand and bringing you further back so no one could see the two of you.

“Did I really hurt you this much” he mumbled cupping your face while his thumb softly wiping away your tears, you just sniffled looking down “I’m sorry (y/n) I was only teasing I didn’t mean for this to happen” he whispered resting his forehead against yours “don’t cry anymore please, I won’t be as intimate with them anymore..please don’t cry anymore” you sniffled one last time “y-you mean it, I didn’t mean to come off so possessive/clingy I’m sor-” but before you could finish his lips met yours “don’t apologize, you’re my number one lady, I should be giving you all my attention” he spoke before diving back into your lips for another kiss.

Jungkook:

What Happened:
The two of you were chilling at the dorms just enjoying each others company, he was playing overwatch while you were on your phone, occasionally looking up to watch him play, as you were looking down at your phone you saw that you had gotten a notification on soompi, you clicked it ‘I wonder who they’ll be talking about this time’ you giggled , it was your favorite past time to read celebrity drama, but you would never believe it since you knew they always spun the story to catch more readers such as yourself.

Your eyes had widen when you saw it was about jungkook, pulling the phone closer to your face, the headline read ‘BTS Jungkook In A Relationship With One Of His Fans!’ at first you thought nothing of it, thinking they were talking about you, since you technically were one of his fans, but as you scrolled down what you thought would be cute pictures of the two of you, was pictures of him with someone else, they seemed a little to close than what you would consider appropriate for a idol-fan relationship “jungkook-ah” you spoke out deciding to confront him on this. “Hm” he hummed. “Why am I reading on the blogs that you are in a relationship with a fan?” you asked your tone giving away you were not pleased.

“Babe, you’re my fan, and we’re in a relationship haha” he chuckled “then what’s this?” you acted dumb while showing him your phone. “Jagiya you shouldn’t believe everything you see” you had gotten mad because it didn’t seem like he was trying to deny the pictures “I know you love your fans and all, but doesn’t that seem a bit much..”sneaking out to see her”” you quoted from the article. “Oh my gosh! You gotta be kidding me? Are you seriously going to be that kind of girlfriend? What, next your going to tell me I should stop attending fansigns? You should really stop looking at those dumb blogs and stop feeling so insecure about yourself (y/n)..it’s not very attractive!” you were hurt, and also mad “well excuse me for being that kind of girl!” with that said you stormed off, before he could see you cry.

How You Made Up:
Once you had stormed out, he continued playing his game, but it only lasted for a few minutes for while he was playing, it had finally hit him what exactly he just did to you. He paused the game no longer feeling in the mode to play anymore knowing he had hurt your feelings. Knocking on the door to his room he called for you, when you didn’t answer he slowly opened it “I’m coming in (y/n)…” he scanned the room for your figure, but was confused when he didn’t see you “that’s odd..” he whispered out, where else could you have gone? He was about to leave when he heard some sobbing coming from his bed and that’s when he saw a small lump under the covers “(y/n)…” he called for you again while approaching the bed.

“Go away! I don’t wanna see you anymore!” she cried out holding herself tighter under the blankets, jungkook removed the blankets off your body and pulled you into his embrace his face buried in the crock of you neck. “I’m sorry (y/n) I didn’t mean to say any of that” he whispered in your ear. “So you really do think I’m unattractive then..” you mumbled out tears rolling off your cheeks and hitting his white shirt leaving little marks. “Of course not, you’re the most attractive girl in the world, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to say any of those things I know your insecure about yourself but..” he pulled away from you for a second to cup your cheeks “you don’t have to be, I’m all yours, I’ll try to not be as close to the fans if that’s what you want” you shook your head “no you don’t have to do that” he smiled some “you’re my number one girl you got that and don’t let anyone or those stupid blogs tell you otherwise” he spoke giving you multiple kisses.

roundtable rival // star lord

a/n: everyone needs a little peter quill in their lives ;)

Listen to this while you read: www.youtube.com/watch?v=jvipPY…


LOCATION - The distant planet of Tulsa.




Peter slowly makes his way into the legendary saloon. Inside, it is filled with people dancing, arguing, drinking and watching the most interesting part of the saloon. Unlike other saloons, this one features a giant arena that is home to many fights. He weaves his way through the people, trying to get to the sidelines. He is exactly on time, and if everything goes to plan, he will soon be in that arena.

Y/n L/n stands up and brushes off her coat.  Underneath, she’s wearing a simple leather vest, tight black leather pants and sturdy combat boots.  She’s got a heavy lineup tonight of people to fight, and she’s fully prepared. After all, this is what she was trained to do.

She squints as she steps into the arena. She has never gotten used to the blinding lights.  The crowd roars and cheers for her, and she throws her arms above her head.  She smiles her trademark grin and waves to the audience.  She throws off her coat and saunters to the middle.

Her first opponent was easy. He took about 3 minutes to finish off, and she even went easy on him.  The second one was, if anything, even easier than the first. She took her time on this one, drawing it out to give the audience a good show.

Peter watched her with a strange fascination, wondering how she got here. She wasn’t always the ruthless fighter that she was now. Once upon a time, she fought on his side, right with him. They were Starlord and Y/n.  Quite the terrifying pair of outlaws. She wasn’t his rival, she wasn’t hired by one of the men he hates most, she certainly didn’t hate him, and her mind certainly wasn’t altered to make her forget almost everything about him.

She shakes the dirt off of her hands, preparing for the next opponent. The third man walks into the arena. He is much taller than her, and has a long gash running down his face. She stands up a little straighter, and prepares to start. He runs toward her and lands a punch solidly in her stomach.  She stumbles back and glares at him. She grits her teeth and kicks his feet out from under him. He has no time to react, and he falls onto the ground.  She bats her eyelashes.
“Oops”
He stands up and growls at her.
“You nasty little rat!”
She giggles and continues to dodge his punches. It isn’t long before she finally wins this match as well.

She’s gone through every single one of her opponents, and she has won every single time. She holds up her fists and spins around, relishing the cheers of the audience.

The announcer asks if there is anyone who is willing to challenge her.

No one responds at first.

Then, Peter stands up.

“I am willing.”

Y/n’s jaw drops.

Peter walks over the the doors of the arena and flings them open.  He walks over to the middle, glaring at Y/n.

“What the hell are you doing here?” hisses Y/n.  “I wasn’t supposed to see you ever again!”

“Darlin’, you know me. I just can’t stay away.”

Y/n spits at his feet.



She takes a few steps back and reaches down for her knives. She’s not taking any chances with this one.

Her heart is beating faster than usual.  She simply blames it on adrenaline.

The announcer signals for them to start, and she’s already moving. She’s punching, kicking and dodging, but it’s getting harder and harder for her to keep up. Peter was always the one person who could really get to her. It was almost like he knew exactly what she was thinking.

Soon, he has her cornered.

“Just admit defeat already. You don’t need to do this anymore!”

“Of course I do! I can’t lose or I’ll get in trouble. You know how it works!”

He sees the pain in her eyes, the fear that she tries to conceal so often.

He’s got her arms pinned above her head, knives useless. She’s writhing under him, trying to get free. She shoves her knee into his groin, ducks and rolls away. She screams at him, telling him how he just doesn’t understand. She lands a kick to his abdomen and growls.

There’s no way in hell she’s losing this fight to him.

He kicks back this time, right in her pelvis.  She whimpers in pain and steps back.  He continues to punch and kick until he’s got her pinned down on the ground. He’s sitting on top of her, thinking that she’s won. She lays limp for a minute, and then pulls her legs up around him. She flips him over,  and pulls out her knife. She could kill him right this moment. She should kill him right this moment. After all, that is what she is expected to do to people that the announcer hates.  She pulls her arm back.  

The announcer yells at her. He tells her to just do it already. That she knows what will happen if she doesn’t.


Her hand shakes.

Peter smiles sadly.

“Just do it.”

She puts the tip of the knife against his chest.

She looks into Peter’s eyes.

She can’t read them.

She reaches out to stroke his face, suddenly remembering everything.

She stands up and turns to the announcer.

“You did this to me! You turned me into a MONSTER!”

She throws her knife at him, knowing it will hit her target.

She turns around and holds her hand out to Peter.

He smirks and takes it.

“I knew you’d come around eventually.”

She punches him in the stomach.

“Jesus, you don’t have to punch me anymore!”

Together, they walk out of the arena.

They are no longer rivals.

Sanctuary // Veronica

Summary: Archie and his sister were always close growing up during the tragic summer with the murder and Grundy things changed. You became forgotten by your brother and friends which made bullying easier to happen by Reggie. Next thing you know the new girl stands up for you and you become close. Will Archie ever see the pain he’s caused?

Characters: Veronica x Andrews!Reader, Reggie Mantle, Archie Andrews, Fred Andrews, Jughead Jones (mentioned), Kevin Keller (mentioned), and Betty Cooper

Words: 1933

Disclaimer: I do not own Riverdale or the characters.

Warnings: Swearing, bullying, angst, bad brother!Archie, physical fighting, and protective Fred Andrews

Author: Caitsy

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Archie and you had always been close growing up given you were the surprise child with only nine months between you two. People usually fought when someone explained that Archie and you were not twins but born with nine months apart, you were aware that it was impossible for that to be true but not when you were born two months earlier that you were supposed to. With the small age gap between you two that meant you were in the same grade and as your mom used to call you guys…you were grade twins. You and Archie couldn’t be more different as you were the shy one with a bullying problem that your brother wasn’t aware of. He no longer looked out for you ever since the summer and you could live through this pain.

“Little Archie.” Reggie Mantle said, “How’s the stupid one?”

In the middle of the hallway Reggie began to cut into you with little care for a number of reasons such as his jealously to brothers. While he loomed over you the people milling around the hallway went around you like you were statues in museums that were forced to attend. Nobody noticed what was going on.

“Please leave me alone.” You whimpered.

“How about-”

“Hey, Mr. Football cliche?” A new voice joined both Reggie and you.

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Fanfiction - Fairplay (College AU)

Fairplay

“And the teams are out on the field, looking decided - and pretty scary if you ask me! Jamie “King of Men” Fraser leading Oxford and Tom Christie commanding the Edinburgh fellows!” The speaker roared, as the stands applauded and cheered, a jungle of whistles and shouts of incentive. “You can tell the rivalry is strong in this one - the winning team today will definitely be the front runner heading to the Championships next month!”

“Jamie looks focused.” Ian commented next to Claire, clapping as the Oxford team players were announced by the speaker. “And Christie looks like gloom and doom – I bet he isna up to anything good.”

“I’m sure our team will handle it.” Claire replied, adjusting her sunglasses – the sun was out that morning, apparently eager to pay testimony to a much anticipated rugby game. As Jamie’s name was called and he briefly waved at the crowd, screams and chanting enhanced tenfold, as if the volume switch had been turned to maximum. “Is that the new player?” She asked curious, noticing the young man sitting on the bench, his blonde hair glowing like a marigold in the sunlight.

“Aye.” Ian smiled. “John Grey was the one drafted – too bad there wasna enough time for him to become better acquainted with the team. Our current scrum half is rubbish and John seems to be a great player.”

“What a shame!” Claire agreed. Jamie and Tom approached the centre of the field to shake hands, a duel of crushing grips, their eyes locking with unspoken promises of a ruthless game.

The Edinburgh team kicked off with brutal intensity, taking the lead with an early drop goal. Tom Christie was indeed a good player, Claire had to recognize – he seemed to make the rest of his colleagues better just by interacting with them, pushing them to their limits – a lot like Jamie did.

“It seems like Fraser was just warming up!” The speaker pointed with excitement in his voice. “He is leading the team to a try – the Edinburgh boys will need to catch a ride with a motorcycle to be able to get to him!” And soon enough Jamie grounded the ball over the opponent’s goal line, awakening huge clamours from the cheering crowd.

The next few minutes were hectic, with both teams achieving scoring points – they were fairly equated, both having some weaknesses and a couple of extraordinary players. The game became rougher, with a couple of ugly tackles taking place, the nastier one inflicted by Christie on Jamie. Claire’s heart tightened when she saw him projected in the air – echoes of the game with Northumbria and his head injury racing through her mind – but he promptly got up and raised a thumb to ease the mind of the howling crowd. They reached the halftime with Edinburgh on the lead, having been awarded a penalty point after an infringement from Oxford’s scrum half.

“I canna believe we might lose this!” Ian clenched his teeth, looking thoroughly annoyed. “I canna stand the idea of Tom Christie prancing about our campus, gloating after their victory!”

“It’s not over yet.” She said in a cheerful tone, looking as Jamie talked and gesticulated with the coach. He seemed irritated with something and kept throwing evaluating looks at their scrum half and then at John Grey. “I think we might be in for a surprise.”

When the halftime was over, the substitution was made – clearly a joint decision from Jamie and the coach - and John Grey entered the field for the first time wearing Oxford’s colours, looking pale but decided.

As soon as they made the formation, Grey threw the ball into it and moved as lightening to the hindmost foot of the scrum, neatly picking up the ball and passing it - like a guided missile - to the hands of Oxford’s fly half, the captain himself, Jamie Fraser. With the proceeding game, it became quite clear that Grey was not only an outstanding player – with a knack for impossible passes and agile as a gazelle in avoiding Christie’s tackles -, but also that he and Jamie were meant to play together. They seemed to predict each other’s moves with easiness and stormed the field like dancers in a physical duet, battering the Edinburgh team’s lines and inspiring the rest of Oxford’s players. A short stretch of time was enough for them to recover from the disadvantage at the score board, sealed with a mind-blowing drop goal that made the fans go crazy.

Chanting propagated like a tribal calling in the stands, encouraging both Jamie and John, which by then had already earned the right of a nom de guerre – John “The Lord” Grey.

When the referee blew the whistle to signal the end of the game, a joyful wave of blue crashed on the grass, as Oxford’s players ran and jumped on top of Jamie and John – the solid foundation of a victorious human pyramid. Claire looked around, grinning as Ian fist bumped the air – her heart overflowing with pride, noticing the gigantic smiles all around her. Jamie was hugging an incredulous John, complimenting him on his achievements – the promise of a legendary friendship being born on a cloudless day.

****

“You’re late.” Claire announced, as Jamie arrived half running, his hair flaming on the light of dusk - as if the sun was setting inside him.

“I’m sorry, mo nighean donn.” He kissed her forehead in apology, as she pursued her lips and began the task of fixing the collar of his shirt. “I went for a run with John and lost track of time discussing some tactics.”

“That’s alright.” She sighed, bumping his nose. “Ian called to say he’ll be meeting us there. Is John coming too?”

“Aye.” Jamie caught her hand and entwined their fingers, as they began to walk together. It was the college’s anniversary – a big milestone, even for such an ancient institution – and a fancy party was taking place in the Main Hall, where lots of prominent students and alumnae would be gathered to celebrate. “He went to his dorm to shower and will meet us there.”

“You quite like him, don’t you?” Claire asked, caressing the back of his hand with her thumb. “You two became quite close in this last month – always training together and talking.”

“John is a kind, good-hearted, man.” Jamie agreed. “Talking to him always seems easy and uncomplicated – a lot like talking to you, actually.” He smiled, the corner of his mouth twitching. “And we’re much stronger as a team since he came on board. We might actually have a chance at the Championships.”

“Should I be jealous?” She elbowed him, playfully, in a mock pretence of grievance. “You have been spending more time with him than me, that’s for sure.”

“John Grey might be an interesting lad and a good friend.” He let go of her hand and held her by the waist, the tip of his fingers brushing the curve of her buttock, hidden under the emerald green fabric of her cocktail dress. “But he doesna have an arse like yers, Sassenach. You will always be number one in my book, especially when ye wear such a nice dress – A Dhia, I can feel ye underneath it. Do we really have to go anywhere at all?”

“Always making me feel special.” Claire replied dramatically, offering him a light peck on the lips – careful not to smudge her discrete lipstick – and then a possessive squeeze of his own hardened and well-shaped derrière. “Enough time for me to wear your shirt later.”

The vast room was already filled with people, wearing unusually elegant garments – girls with dresses of vivid colours, forming a spontaneous bouquet against the blooming light of chandeliers and sparkling glasses – luring men in their suits with promises of hidden secrets. Jazz music played in the background, setting the rhythm to conversations and filling the gaps of silence in some awkward exchanges.

Claire and Jamie smiled to a couple of acquaintances and waved to some colleagues, as they made their way into the heart of the party. They were standing close together, talking about Claire’s classes, when a male voice imposed over their conversation.

“Claire?” Frank Randall smiled at her, his brows furrowing when he glanced at Jamie from the corner of his eye. “It’s good to see you.”

“Hello, Frank.” She greeted him, turning around. “It’s nice to see you too.”

“Fraser.” Frank acknowledge Jamie with a small nod of his head, his thin lips forming a weak attempt at a pleasant smile. “Congratulations on that fantastic game with Edinburgh last month. Very well played.”

“Thank ye, Professor Randall.” Jamie gave him a relaxed smile and turned to Claire. “Mo nighean donn, I think I’ll go and say hello to Ian and John. I’ll see ye in a bit.” He kissed her cheek and squeezed her fingers in goodbye, offering her strength – reassuring her of his trust and love – and walked away, towering over the crowd.

“I was wondering…” Frank hawked, his fingers fidgeting with the glass of champagne he was holding. “If we could talk.”

“We are already talking, I daresay.” Claire pointed, accepting a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, offered by a passing waiter. “What is it, Frank?”

“Ah – yes.” He licked his lips, quickly looking around them, scanning for anyone within earshot. ““It has become my understanding that you and James Fraser are dating.” He said in a hurry, as if he was running away from his own words. “Is it serious?”

“I don’t see how that would be any of your business.” Claire replied in a dry tone, raising a brow. “We haven’t been together in a long time, Frank. But yes - everybody knows Jamie is my – very serious - boyfriend. It’s not exactly a secret.”

“I see.” He swallowed hard, avoiding her piercing amber eyes, and glancing at her silver ring. “I thought maybe it was a fleeting dalliance. I believed you fancied someone more refined – more polished.”

“Is that what you are?” Claire asked gently, anger and resentment completely absent from her words. “Because I was under the impression things didn’t work out between us – and not by any fault of mine, Frank. If only you had been happy sleeping with one student at a time, perhaps we would be together until this day.”

“I deserve that.” Frank pinched his nose with his skinny fingers. “I was terribly foolish to hurt you, Claire. You are, by far, the most singular woman I ever met.”

“I’m happy you did.” She said softly, looking intently at him. “I only met Jamie because of it – and everything that led me to him has my deepest gratitude.”

“I was under the impression you still had some…feelings for me.” He whispered in a strained voice. “You are always so charming and pleasant every time we meet and have a conversation.”

“I’m over you, Frank.” Claire affirmed, trying to infuse some kindness into the situation, but getting increasingly more uncomfortable. “That’s why I’m nice when we talk. I don’t have any repressed feelings – no secret expectations of you wanting me back. You were important to me, once – I offer you the respect that position deserves. Nothing less – nothing more.”

“I have seen how you look at him. The pride and joy in your eyes.” Frank bit his words. “Did you ever love me?”

“I did.” She whispered, softly. “But not like that – not how I love him.”

“He knows about us, doesn’t he?” He brushed his short dark hair. “And yet he left you with me. Maybe he doesn’t care all that much.”

“What we have has no room for mistrust or lies.” She smiled, distracted, her eyes already searching for Jamie amongst the crowd. “He left because he respects me. Because he trusts me – us - with all his heart.”

“I wish you happiness, Claire.” Frank finally turned away, hiding the pain in his eyes.

“Be happy too, Frank.” She tilted her head. “As I am.”

****

Claire searched for Jamie inside the room – spending quite some time in pushing through the animated crowd and stopping to exchange pleasantries with teachers from the medical department, some already quite inebriated. He was nowhere within sight, so Claire decided to search for him outside.

When the big oak doors caved under the pressure of her hands, she was saluted by the night’s cold breeze, the taste of oranges and jasmine on the back of her throat. It seemed like the party had extended beyond the premises of the Hall - students were scattered in the lawn in front of the building, laughing and talking in small groups.

She spotted Jamie – looking magnificent in his grey suit pants and light blue shirt - talking to John – clad in black and grey - under the shadows of a cypress. They were tall and beautiful, like legends of days long forgotten, best friends in times of peace and warriors when the occasion called for such actions. John was talking rapidly to Jamie, who seemed to be entirely amused by whatever was being said. Eventually he whispered back to John and they both laughed together.

Claire could tell the moment Jamie had spotted her – even at distance his eyes seemed to soften and the corners of his mouth were pushed on an eager smile. He patted John’s back in farewell and started to walk towards her.

For an instant she could see John Grey, left behind as Jamie made his way to her, and a shiver shot through her spine. It was like looking into a strange mirror - his eyes betrayed exactly the same desire and adoration that could be found within her own.

Football Game pt. 2 (Requested) : Steve Harrington x Reader

Originally posted by joekeery

A/N: I had several requests for this and I kinda went overboard on it…oops… 

Requested by: @10blurredsmoke10 @nicolewaller @tomhollandisdaddy2003 and one Anon

You run a hand through your hair before flattening it again. Looking in the mirror, you check over your reflection for the tenth time. Adjusting your shirt once more, you decide that you look decent enough to meet Steve by the stadium.

It was a little chilly outside considering it was turning from late fall to early winter, but it was still a beautiful night. The sun was setting across the top of the trees and the field was beginning to be illuminated by the bright artificial lights scattered around the stadium. You stand behind the stadium after tossing your backpack into your car, patiently waiting for Steve to meet you. As your eyes glance over the crowd, Steve catches your eye and waves. You flash him a small smile and wave back as he pushes his way over to you.

“Hey,” he says quickly before digging through his pocket searching for something. He pulls out a ticket and hands it to you before taking out his own.

“Hi, why did you just hand me a ticket?” You ask, still slightly perplexed.

“I bought you a ticket for the game,” Steve smiles.

“Steve, you didn’t have to,” you say. “Let me pay you back.”

You take out the money for the ticket and shove it into his jacket pocket.

“No, (Y/N). I’m not taking your money,” he laughs, shoving it back into your hands.

You two argue for a few minutes before you finally give up and shove the money back into your pocket. “You, Steve Harrington, are a horrible person,” you smirk.

“I am completely fine with that.” He takes you up to the ticket counter and one of the students running it tears off the end of your tickets, handing the other half back.

Steve takes you up to the top of the bleachers right on the 50 yard line, his favorite spot for watching games. As soon as you two sit down, you see Jonathan and Nancy walking up towards you guys. You and Jonathan make eye contact before he quickly looks away.

“Hey! Do you guys mind if we sit up here?” Nancy says brightly.

“Uh, yeah. Sure,” you muttered.

“Thanks, (Y/N).” She sits down next to you and Jonathan takes his seat on the other side of her.

As you talk to Steve, you start to realize that he isn’t such a bad guy after all. He attempts to explain to you how football works and what’s going on, and you just nod along, asking questions when necessary. As he’s explaining the positions, you see Jonathan continually sneaking glances at you. You make eye contact with him again and you can see jealousy burning in his eyes. You turn back to Steve and you can feel Jonathan’s eyes searing through the back of your head.

The team scores another touchdown, steering them towards victory in the second quarter. It’s halftime and the marching band makes their way on to the field as both teams exit. Steve tries to take you to get food but you stay to watch. Nancy does the same thing to Jonathan but he stays as well. The both of you sit there in awkward silence before he speaks to you.

“(Y/N), what are you doing here with Steve? You know he’s not a good guy,” he attempts to reason with you, but you don’t budge.

“I’m here because Steve invited me. I was going to go with you but you were too busy fawning over Miss Disney Princess over there. You literally ditched me today to go be with her,” you point out, slightly pissed that he had the audacity to be jealous when he left you alone.

“I’m sorry, (Y/N), I-” it’s then when Steve comes back and offers you some popcorn. You scoot back next to him and take a few pieces. The marching band ends their performance soon after and everyone gives them a round of applause as Nancy takes her seat again.

“Hey, are you okay?” Steve asks you quietly. 

“Hmm? Yeah, I’m alright,” you answer, rubbing your arms in attempt to keep warm as the wind blows by.

“You sure? You look a little worried, and cold,” Steve takes off his jacket and wraps it around your shoulders and holds you close to him.

“Thank you, Steve.” It’s at that point when Jonathan stands up and leaves the game, Nancy trailing after him, attempting to ask him what’s wrong.

“What’s wrong with him?” Steve asks you.

“I’m not sure,” you lie. “Game’s getting pretty boring, do you want to head out?”

“Why? It’s the fourth quarter,” Steve questions.

“We’re gonna win anyways, why not just go out or something?”

“Sure, why not?”

You stand and walk down the steep steps of the stadium with Steve following close behind. The both of you stand under the stadium as the crowd roars with cheering.

“Thanks for taking me out tonight, Steve, I had a great time,” you smile, shrugging his jacket off and handing it back to him. 

“I’m glad you did, and I’m glad you’re alright. I just had to make sure,” he smirks.

“I’ll see you around, I guess,” you hug him tightly and he holds you for just a second before pulling away. He looks into your eyes and slowly leans in for a kiss. Before you even think of anything rational, you press your lips to his, feeling the warmth of his lips against your own in the cold, windy night. As you kiss, the crowd starts cheering again, causing you to pull away.

“That was definitely for us,” Steve says.

“Yeah, definitely,” you smile.


Later that night you get a call, hearing Steve on the other end of the line.

“I found the money you left in my pocket,” he chuckles. You can hear him smile through the phone. “Next time, how about I actually pay for the date?”

“Oh, so it was a date now was it?” You can feel your heart skip a beat when he laughs through the line.

“I guess, and I was hoping you’d like to go on another one with me sometime?” He asks hesitantly.

“I’d love to.”

Jordie Benn #7

I know I said the last one was the last one but I can’t stop myself!! Here it is @babyseguin because I had to make something that had him on a Habs jersey!! It looks so good on him. <3 Enjoy!

Word count: 1, 355

Originally posted by dunbaerrito

Your friend grabbed the phone and scoffed, “do you honestly believe that he will sleep with a girl ten years younger than him?” she asked, scrolling through the images you saved on your phone, “that’s not like him, noh?”

You shrugged, you really didn’t know him now, did you? “I mean,” you gestured to the phone, “she does look like she’s at least twenty-five,” you gave your friend a small smile, “and if that’s what floats his boat, whatever.”

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Cheer me up (Sirius x Reader)

Can you do a high school AU where Young Sirius is the football captain and and the reader is a cheerleader and at a game, Sirius get’s hurt and the reader just stops cheering and runs up to him and you can make up the rest? Thank you!!❤

A/N: Idk if this is what you imagined but i hope you like it. I did my best but there are probably mistakes due to the fact i wrote it late at night. Still, please let me know what you think ♥

Warnings: none

Originally posted by marauderseraimagines

This evening was the first football match for the season and our school was a host so everything had to be perfect. To be one of the best students in school and at the same time a cheerleader is not an easy job especially in those kinds of situations. My graphic was full and I barely found time for things such as talking or even thinking.

“Miss (Y/L/N), I hope you are ready with the preparations for today.”, the headmaster asked me for maybe the 10th time.

“Oh, yes. We did everything we could to make the coming team feel comfortable.”, I answered nicely putting a fake smile on my face. Making an excuse I managed to get away from him and went straight to the football pitch.

We used to have training like two hours ago, but I had to fucking search for special towels for our guests. So here I was, hours later, dressed in my tiny skirt, exhausted as hell, going to have a three hour long exercise for tonight…

“Hey, (Y/L/N)! How are you today?”, a familiar voice appeared just behind my back.

“Not in the mood for you flirtations.”, annoyed I didn’t bother to spin around and see the well-known boy in the whole school – Sirius Black, the captain of the football match, the most hot and sexy guy, probably the heartbreaker of the school. Usually I flirted back as a joke but now, hungry, tired, sleepy and angry I wasn’t able to deal with this.

“Don’t worry, babe. I am not gonna flirt for now. Just wanted to make sure you’ll be screaming my name tonight.”, and the famous smirk was now on his beautiful and yet irritating face.

“You wish! Can you leave me alone, cause I wanna finish with everything as soon as possible and go home and fucking rest for god sake!”, kind of screaming I turned away and went straight to the girls waiting for me to began.

Hours passed and due to my eyes shutting almost every minute we had to repeat some of the movements but everything was just perfect. While the boys were practicing and so were we, I couldn’t stop the feeling of someone’s eyes landing on my back. But me, being me, I didn’t give a fuck and continued my job.

I hate when people tend to think that of you are a cheerleader, you are definitely a stupid hollow bitch. My dear human beings, stop believing at what you see on your favorite TV shows. Not all of us are that bad! As one of the main cheerleaders, we are too occupied to find time for you. Honestly, you are not that special and you would never be. And we are definitely not sluts!

“(Y/n), wait!”, someone screamed and got me out of my trans of anger. When I looked beside me I saw the pretty footballer coming my way.

“What do you want?”, I retorted back.

“You don’t have to be so sharp, sweetheart. I just wanted to ask your pretty little angry face on a date.”, he stated while walking next to me.

“Okay”, was the only word I gave to him.

“So, that’s a yes?”

“No.”

“But you said ‘okay’.”

“Look at me Black! I don’t have time for you! My schedule is full and even now you are losing my time! Don’t offend but you better find another girl to mess up with.”

“I am not messing with you!”

I didn’t say anything neither he did. He just stopped and went another direction while I continued my way towards home.

It was 7pm. The match was about to start after 30 minutes. I remember how at the beginning I was so anxious to go out and dance in front of so many people, but now it’s like a routine. As I was checking if everything and everyone was ready, Roxanne came towards me for chitchat as per usual.

“I heard you ditched Black.”

“Yes, I did. Why?”

“I’m just interested why you did so. I heard you really hurt him and that’s not good for tonight match.”, the girl stated.

“Better him that me.”, Roxanne gave me a confused look so I explained, “Come on, Rox, a guy like him wouldn’t date a girl like me if it’s not a prank or something.” The stern look on her face suddenly turned into a smile.

“Whatever you say, leader.”, patting my shoulder she came closer and whispered, “But you better clarify with yourself.”

The truth was that I liked that boy. He wasn’t a bad guy as far as I knew him. But better play not interested instead of showing your affection and getting hurt.

The time came so I put the smile on my face, encouraged my girls and ran towards the pitch to show all the people what we are capable of. When we appeared the audience got wild, they cheered us and welcomed the team of our school. I and the girls sat on our seats and waited for the breaks to do our job. When I saw Sirius, my heart skipped a beat. He was smiling yes, but the way he was moving, that fact that selfish façade wasn’t turn on showed me that each word Roxanne told me was true.

The match wasn’t going well. We were losing and mainly it was Sirius who messed up something. And the fact that the crowd was cheering as much as dead person would, I decided to do something.

“Come on, girls! Let’s bring back the spirit of the game.”

“(Y/N), we are…”

“I don’t care! You are a cheerleader! Your job is to lift up the spirit and courage of the team and the audience! So move your asses and dance!”

Hopefully, the girls knew my temper so my word actually encouraged them rather that offend them.

When I need motivation
My one solution is my queen
‘Cause she stay strong (yeah yeah)
She is always in my corner
Right there when I want her

We sang a part of a famous cheerleader song. As we were dancing I suggested making a pyramid. Everything was going fine, the public was up and clapping for us. But suddenly everything went dead. I turned around and saw somebody lying on the ground, somebody wearing the number 9. I jumped and ran towards the body. Pushing all the boys all around it I fell down on my knees.

“Oh my god! Sirius, are you okay?!”

“Yes, I think so…”

“Good. Now stand up and kick some asses for me, okay?”

“Why?”

“Because if you do it, I will find a way to cheer you up after what happened.”

“And how is that going to happen? Because I don’t believe y-”

I did something I would never normally do – kiss him in front of everyone. It was a short one of course but the feeling was amazing. I’d wanted this for such a long time.

“If you win, you might, maybe, probably, 50% have the chance of getting more.”

“You know how to cheer me up, babe.”, he smiled and I helped him got up. He wasn’t hurt that bad so the match continued. I think there’s no need to tell you who won and what price the winner received.

Halloween -  Bill Skarsgård Imagine

Authors note: I loved getting to write this, and I am sorry it took so long. Now that this is finally up, in November, we can get all excited for Halloween next year! :P (Also whoever get’s the American Horror Story referrence, get’s extra points haha.)

There he is! You thought to yourself as you leaned in with the biggest grin you could muster, and started waving with your one hand, whilst holding a tight grip in the balloons in your other hand. You made an effort to really stare at Bill’s face whilst he drove up to you and parked the car.  

Well you look gruesome” he said as he got out of the car. 

“Right back at ya!” you replied, walking up to him, giving him a big hug, and a kiss. This was Bill’s and yours first Halloween together as a couple, and so the two of you had decided to wear couples costumes. 

“Be careful with that! You might smudge my makeup” Bill chuckled, as you gave him another kiss. There had been many different ideas tossed around for these costumes. Many very classic ones, such as Morticia and Gomez Addams, or even a plug and a socket. However in the end the two of you had decided to go as the same thing instead of something matching. Pennywise. You were dressed up as Tim Curry’s timeless classic, whilst Bill went for his own new version. Both completed with accurate costumes, and makeup. 

“Let’s go” he yelled as he reached his hand out for you to hold it. You immediatly took a hold of his hand, however when you did, you had let go of your balloons. They were now drifting right up into the air, and before any of you really noticed what had happened, they were out of reach”.

“Oops” you smiled. 

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