it looks kinda bad but oh well

Just Say It (Bill Skarsgard x Reader)

requested: Hi! Could you please do a Bill Skarsgard X Reader imagine? So (Y/N) played Roman’s (Bill’s character) best friend / crush in Hemlock Grove and after the show ends, they see each other in IT premiere because (Y/N) is accompanying her brother Jackson (Who plays Georgie). Just fluff and Bill and (Y/N) are in love but they don’t know and Jackson spills that they like each other. Thanks! Your works are amazing!

Word Count: 1576

Warnings: some mature language ?

A/N: Thank you so much for requesting, this is such a good idea!

Originally posted by jonerysloveboat

There’s something scarily intoxicating about the acting industry. It’s like a siren beautifully singing to lure you closer and closer to the cliffs, waiting for a fatal collision. Yet (to her family’s dismay) it had affected Y/N - and now her little brother, Jackson. Their father had been a lawyer and their mother a teacher; both reliable jobs meant to procure a salary and stability. They had tried so hard to instill the idea of the American Dream and all that nonsense into their children.

Self-destruction must skip a generation, Y/N supposed.

Y/N had spent most of her acting career twiddling her thumbs as she waited for auditions and call backs that never came. She did her best to present everything good and unique about herself on resumes, but (nine times out of ten) not even that was good enough. It was disappointing to say the least and depressing to say the most. Initially, she didn’t want Jackson to pursue acting either. All the experiences he’d miss, like all the experiences she missed, could never be replaced. All the self deprecation and angst and the thoughts of ‘I’m not good enough’ - how in God’s name could she wish that upon her baby brother? But, as she sat in the backseat of a white limo, little Jackson sitting across from her, she acknowledged how wrong she had been. He was wearing such an expensive tuxedo, yet he was still pressing his nose to the window’s glass and making patterns with the fog. He wasn’t missing experiences - he was making them. Like a kid should.

It was her mother who first brought it all to light one evening over dinner, It wasn’t all bad, she had said after shoveling runny mashed potatoes onto her plate. And that was true; Y/N had played Odette Polinsky on Hemlock Grove. She was barely eighteen when she got the role and, though job single-handedly saved her career, yet it wasn’t even a completely positive memory.

Y/N was the youngest cast member on Hemlock Grove, and was completely (and pathetically) infatuated with a boy who saw her as nothing more as a friend. She had to witness the endless stream of girls come and go, as he conquered them and moved on.

“Did you talk to Ellie?” He whispered in Y/N’s ear during the show’s second season. He was leaning on his chair, with his elbow propping up his chin as he smiled boyishly. She tried to ignore the tingles as they ran down her spine, swallowing thickly. Ellie was his latest prize and she was constantly prancing around set in tube tops and denim short shorts. He followed her like a moth to a flame.

“Ya, I - I did. She really - likes you.” She managed to splutter out. Sometimes, when she was concentrating and focused, she could pretend conversations with him where just a scene. Their interactions all had a script, she would tell herself, therefore there’s no reason to panic. But this was not one of those days.

“Mmhmm,” he hummed as he scratched his chin with his thumb and index finger. He cocked his eyebrow at her and smiled, his lips slightly parted. He was so close to her, that she could smell his cologne - oranges and mint. Y/N had to stop herself from closing her eyes and leaning in.

“Well, catch you later Oddi!” He said quickly, as he briskly stood up from his chair and cracked his knuckles.

“See you Roman.” She replied quietly to herself.

Said boy just so happens to star alongside Jackson. She wondered if he still smelt the same like oranges and mint, maybe he even was -

Y/N shook her head, her curls bouncing around her shoulders. She couldn’t think about him today, today was Jackson’s day. Besides he had every other damn day to consume her thoughts. She would avoid him and that was that.

“Y/N! Y/N! Look! Look!” Jackson was pointing as he stared at all the flashing cameras and interviewers with microphones stood at the ready. His eyes lit up as he spoke and he smiled that dimpled smile of pure joy. Make those experiences, Jackson, thought Y/N as she smiled and stared with him. Soon enough they were parked and helped out of a limo by a wide shouldered man who fistbumped Jackson. Y/N smoothed out her silver dress (hoping to God, there were no wrinkles) and touched the earrings on her ears (those bad boys cost as much as a mortgage).

The boy bounded outside of the limo and was immediately bombarded by interviewers and questions (“How was working with older actors?” “We’re you scared?” “Are you going to see the movie?”).

Y/N stifled a laugh as she caught up to Jackson, making sure to look more confident than she really was in her black pumps. She subtly pointed in attempts to direct his attention to an interview who looked kind enough. Immediately the young boy caught on, at seven years old he was more aware of social cues then Y/N. Y/N went off to stand next to her parents, making sure to stay in direct earshot.

“Hello!” Jackson exclaimed happily, interlocking his fingers and letting his arms go slack. He looked so professional and gentlemanly, Y/N could’ve sang.

“Hello there Jackson! It’s so great to talk to you!” The interview knelt a bit, getting down to his level. She was tilting the microphone towards his mouth as she smiled genuinely.

“And you!”

“Thank you very much! Anyway, so both you and your sister have both worked with Bill Skarsgard right?”

Oh boy here it is.

“Yep!” Jackson said just as happily.

“How did you like it?!”

“Well, his costume is kinda scary but I saw him - em - get ready and stuff so - so it wasn’t too bad. I mean, eating me was kinda scary but not too too bad. He’s actually really nice and a really good actor and he told me a lot of stories about my sister and a lot of them were really funny but some of them weren’t really funny.” Jackson rambled, his tongue was officially detached from his brain. Now it wagged along in his jaw.

“What were the not so funny stories?” The interviewer asked puzzled, as she tried to reposition herself so the microphone was right underneath Jackson.

C’mon kid. I love ya. I care for ya. I support ya in all aspects of life. But if you say some of those not so funny stories, you better hope to God you - Y/N’s mind was in complete freefall, every secret fantasy, dream, and hope was currently abandoning ship.

Jackson, giddy as ever, had no problem wagging his tongue some more. He took a deep breath of air before saying, “Well, he told me about how sometimes on the show he would try to - um - get her attention and it never really worked and she never liked him. He told me that she thought he was, well, I dunno what it means so it could be a bad word … ”

“Go on, I’ll make sure it isn’t a bad word.” The interviewer egged on. Y/N was starting to like this woman less and less.

“He said that she thought he was a player.” The interviewer just laughed and assured him that ‘player’ was not in fact a bad word before asking him other questions about the movie.

Y/N looked around her as if to say, Did anyone else just hear that? Her jaw was now completely slack as she hung it open stupidly. Her shoulders unstraightened, her back slouched, and she had to check to make sure that the earrings were still hanging from her ears.

“Did you hear that?” A familiar voice asked in her ear as tingles shot down her spine. Y/N looked up at the tall god that was Bill Skarsgard and nodded fiercely, as she felt her forehead with the back of her hand. Was she ill? Because now she was feeling a bit feverish in this dress.

“Did you really?” He asked again, looking down at his shoes and smirking, his lips just parted. She just nodded again. “Well, I suppose the truth is out there.” His slight accent on the word ‘there’ caused Y/N to smile widely.

“I never thought you were a player. I thought you were …  popular.” Y/N finally said, breaking the tension. Bill tipped his head back, his hands in the pockets of his tailored trousers, and gave the heartiest laugh. The breeze caught his hair and Y/N could smell oranges and mint on the wind.

Once he had stopped laughing, all Y/N could think was just say it, just say it.

“I - uh - I well I was trying as much as - I - well wanted your attention too.” Y/N finally spoke out, raising her voice to make sure he heard it too. “Wow - I always thought you didn’t like me and I want you to kno-”

“HEY CAN WE GET A PHOTO OF YOU GUYS?!” A photographer interjected the sweet moment much to Y/N’s dismay. But Bill snaked his hand on her waist and softly pulled her into him, so she was pressed into his long torso. She smiled at the small gesture, looking down at his hand as she felt him smile down on her.

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HEY SO HI I’M A BIG FRICKIN DUNCE and i managed to delete the original post??? so i’m re-uploading it (finally)

original caption:

wow i worked on this for a way too long for it to look this bad ha excuse my lazy background and lazy… everything…

anyways gwen and david got a little somethin goin on behind the scenes and david’s catchin feelings but gwen’s not but it can only be kept a secret for so long, amirite?

green bubbles are Gwen and yellow bubbles are Max if that wasn’t obvious enough

Jerome Valeska x Reader: Daddy’s Little Doctor - Part Two

Originally posted by jeromevaleskasface

thanks so much to everyone being so nice with me! i’m glad you enjoyed daddy’s little doctor so much! here’s a part two just for you!

PART ONE

AND PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK IN THE COMMENTS


‘Oh my God. What the hell am I doing?’ [Y/N] kept asking herself as she ran hand by hand with Jerome.

‘This is so crazy.’

“Ha! Do you see what I see, Baby Cakes? We’re just like Bonnie and Clyde!”

[Y/N] didn’t have enough time to answer, she gasped loudly at Jerome who just shot a random guy who was about to get into his car.

Jerome laughed. “We have our own vehicle now.” He took a driver’s seat and waited for [Y/N].

She sat beside him and as his hand moved to reach her thigh she took it like she wanted to hold it.

‘Shit. Don’t you dare to blush!’

He only smirked at the situation, not letting go of her hand. Both of them didn’t say anything about it. What if he didn’t really wanted to reach her thigh?

She could feel how awkward it was, at least for her, that’s why she decided to say something.

“So.. Where are we going anyway?”

“We’re.. going to get my face back, [Y/N].” He giggled.

She liked his giggle, it was adorable.

She turned to look at him. “Why do you want your face back though? I kinda like the new look.” She said with a smirk.

He chuckled. “Oh Darling, you never fail to make me smile. I know I still look hella fine but you should’ve seen me with my face on.”

“Well, I’ve seen you.. that day when they found out you killed your mother..”

“Ah good ol’ days!” He said happily. “So tell me Gorgeous, what did you think of me?”

“Nothing!” She said a little too fast. “I mean yeah, uh, nothing.”

Normally, [Y/N] wouldn’t have a problem with lying but Jerome really made her nervous at the moment!

“Awww, c’mon, you gotta tell me.” He looked at her with puppy eyes, not caring about the road, wheels of the car meeting an innocent man because of it.

“Sorry! Didn’t see ya!” [Y/N] looked at the scene with wide eyes.

“Okay now, where were we? Oh right, answer my question, Toots.”

‘He really enjoys giving nicknames… Anyway, I guess I have nothing to lose.’

“Well.. I thought you were kinda.. cute?” She couldn’t help but looked down at her hands and blushed. She felt bad for feeling like this because of a sociopath. But he was really sweet to her, ya know?

She could feel like.. herself with him. Everybody always expected her to be perfect. She was so tired of this.  She was only a human being.

He smirked still gazing at the road.. “Don’t cha too sweet for me, Baby?”


“What do you mean she left with him?!”

“Look, Jim, I couldn’t stop them. I already told you, she just left.. like that. She didn’t even protest.”

Jim made a weird face at her words so she added “That’s probably because she was too scared..”

Inside she knew she was wrong. [Y/N] looked shocked, then shy but definitely not scared. Lee had no idea what to think.

“We need to find her. We need to find them.


[Y/N] sat on a table where Jerome was lying 3 hours ago, when Dwight was trying to bring him back from the dead. She was looking at Jerome’s back for 5 minutes as he moaned in pain. He was “putting” his face back on and he was almost finished. [Y/N] felt bad for him, she didn’t like him being in pain. He was handsome in her opinion when he had no face, so she was 1000%  sure he’d be still handsome with staples.

Finally he finished his work and looked at Dwight.

“So, how’s the look?”

Dwight was really nervous. He was praying Jerome’s not mad but he noticed that [Y/N] was. 

“It looks good..” He wasn’t very persuasive, was he?

“You wouldn’t.. lie to me.. Right, Dwight?”

He shook his head. “N-no. I-it looks good.” Jerome was smiling the whole time. 

He looked like an angel in [Y/N]’s eyes.

Jerome noticed a gentle smile on her face and returned it.

“Now Dwight, would you stand over there? Me and Sweet Cheeks need to talk about something.” Dwight nodded quickly and almost ran to the place Jerome pointed out.

Jerome and [Y/N] moved aside and he explained, what he wanted to do. He wanted to leave a message for Gotham.

[Y/N] couldn’t be more excited.


“Testing, testing… Are we live? Are we on air?”

In the background you were able see Dwight, tied up to incendiary bombs.

“C’mere, Gorgeous, no need to be shy, you’re too pretty for that.”

She skipped to Jerome. “Hiya everyone!” She waved, giggled and kissed Jerome on the cheek. She was way more confident by now, thanks to her Puddin telling her not to worry.

“Some of you may know I died. Take it from me - death is dull! But coming back… that is something. Leave it to dying to give you a whole new perspective on life and I would like to share that with you.” He looked over at [Y/N] and blew her a kiss.

“Tonight, Gotham - in the darkness - there are no rules! So tonight, Gotham, do what you want, kill who you want. And when morning comes you too shall be reborn!” He took [Y/N]’s hand and fired an explosive.

“And, uh..”

“Dwight..”

“.. I don’t forgive you for my face.”

They started laughing like maniacs. ([Y/N]’s favourite kind of laugh) And left. Just like that. Again.



On daily basis, [Y/N] would feel bad. It wasn’t normal anymore, but on the other hand, she couldn’t be more happy to be with Jerome. They were in love! It felt like magic.

Like he was a Clyde to her, and she was a Bonnie to him!


You may wonder, why all of this had to happen?

I guess we will never really know. Maybe it happened because she was too tired of being a perfect child?

Too tired of having straight A’s?

Or too tired of rules?

Or maybe tired of always having to speak with respect?

She was too tired of one thing, she always had to be.

 She was tired of being Daddy’s Little Doctor.

Two Beers and the Truth

An extremely late birthday fic for @wrathofthestag, who shares my hopes for Coach and Bitty. Here’s a little fic about how I hope the summer goes for the Bittle Clan…

         Bitty knew that coming out to coach would end one of three ways.

         The first scenario was the one that had kept him silent since middle school when he realized that it didn’t matter how many girls stole kisses from him, he just wasn’t interested. He could see Coach’s face turning to stone, the way it did when the Dawgs lost a game in overtime, and hear his father’s steely voice proclaiming I have no son. Some nights he would still wake up shaking when he thought about that scenario, if he was lucky, Jack would be there to gather him up and mutter soothing bits of nonsense into his hair as he trembled.

         The second scenario was more likely, but still not something Bitty was looking forward to. Coach would press his lips together until they disappeared behind his mustache, then nod with a resigned air. If he was lucky, Bitty would get an awkward slap on the back and Coach would mutter something Suzanne told him Oprah said to say. It would be disappointment, but acceptance. Some days Bitty wondered if that wouldn’t be worse than outright anger.

         The third scenario Bitty blamed on Chowder, who seemed to think everyone in the world would be thrilled with a gay son. In this dream setup, Coach cried, opening his arms to his son and assuring Bitty that he could never be prouder of a child. They would cry together, then, hugged up on the porch swing, talking about life and maybe boys.

         Bitty bit his lip, wondering which scenario he would be living through. He rolled his shoulder, preparing for a disappointed pat. He glanced at his mother in the kitchen.

         With a sigh, Suzanne moved to the refrigerator, picking out two beers and holding them out to Bitty. She kissed his forehead. “Go on, I’ll be doing dishes if you need me.”

         Bitty nodded and looked toward the porch again.

         “I can do this,” he muttered. “For me. For Jack.”

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anonymous asked:

Could I get a headcanon for an MC who is scared of the dark? With the RFA + Saeran (and maybe V?) please and thank you :)

Sure! Hope you like these:) 


Zen:

  • You were visiting his theatre one day and just talking in his dressing room during his break
  • That’s when the power went out
  • You let out a yelp and just freeze
  • Zen knows something wrong when he can’t really hear you breathing
  • He didn’t know you were afraid of the dark, but he does now
  • He just talks you through it calmly, trying to distract you a bit
  • “Hey…even though it’s dark in here, your eyes are still shining brightly.”
  • You start cracking up 
  • He pouts, “Was it that bad?” 
  • “Kinda,” you laugh.
  • “Well, I can think of something else to distract you.”
  • You expect a kiss on the lips…but he just starts blowing raspberries on your neck and face
  • You’re laughing so hard, you almost forget your fear completely until the light comes on

Yoosung:

  • You were on your weekly shopping trip at the G-mart with Yoosung
  • You were in the same aisle, but you wandered a little away to look at something
  • That moment just so happened to be when the lights turned off
  • You freak out and run to the closest person you can see in the dim light
  • “Yoosung!”
  • “Oh, honey, no,” came an old lady’s voice
  • You were embarrassed but too scared to do anything else
  • He calls you from closeby and grabs your waist
  • He knows you’re scared of the dark so he just pulls your face into his chest
  • “Just close your eyes and pretend we’re taking a nap or something.”
  • He figures he could kiss you to comfort you, since no one can see you in the dark
  • But just as his lips are about to touch yours, the lights come back on
  • That old lady from before is just cooing at you
  • You both feel so awkward that you forget about the whole incident and try to leave the store as quickly as possible

Jaehee:

  • It was a slow evening at the cafe thanks to the rain storm, so Jaehee decided to fix the stove
  • She asked you to fetch something from the storage room
  • While you were looking for it, the power shut off
  • Jaehee comes looking for you when she doesn’t hear anything
  • Her hands brushes against the top of your head, and she realizes you’re curled up in the corner shaking a little
  • She sits beside you and pulls out the matches she has in her pocket from fixing the stove
  • She lights one and holds it out to provide you with some light
  • “But…Jaehee, this is a fire hazard!”
  • “I’m always willing to break one or two rules for you,” she replies cheerily.
  • Thankfully, the lights came on soon after
  • Good thing, because you were really worried about this whole rule breaking thing yikes Jaehee

Jumin:

  • You two were out at a restaurant for a date
  • It was going well until the lights on the whole street including the current building shut off
  • You were already holding Jumin’s hand across the table
  • But he could tell you were terrified when he could start to feel his circulation leaving
  • He very calmly gets up from the table and gets you out of your seat
  • You follow him as he leads you outside
  • While the street lights are out, the light of the moon is still shining bright which calms you a little
  • “See? There’s no need to be afraid, dear. It can never truly be dark. Just find your way outside and breath.”
  • You forget about your panic as you two just start talking
  • The streetlights come on one by one and he finally coaxes you back inside
  • Although you catch him chuckling and ask him why
  • “I’m sorry. It’s just that you’re afraid of the dark? It’s cute.”


Seven:

  • You were at his apartment just to hang out when the power outage happened
  • Of course, he had no windows either, so it was pitch black
  • He was going to go find the backup power generator
  • But when he felt you shaking, he decided it might not be best to leave you alone
  • When none of his jokes seem to work, he pulls out the emergency pick up line
  • “You know, MC, it’s a proven psychological fact that two people can find each other’s lips in the dark. Wanna test it?”
  • “Really–ah, Seven, that’s my nose.”
  • It takes a few tries so much for science, but finally he manages to kiss you
  • At the exact moment, the lights switch on
  • He just gives you a goofy grin, “Oh, I guess we have a spark.”
  • Saeran walked in abruptly, “No, you have a brother who fixes things.”
  • “Saeran, you were home?!”
  • What did the poor boy witness that evening?

Saeran:

  • He was working on his computer all day long
  • And you had been trying to drag him away all day, but he kept saying “five more minutes”
  • The power went out in the house out of the blue, so his computer shut off
  • With a sigh, he calls out, “Okay, I can’t work now. I guess you’re happy, huh?”
  • When you don’t respond with a witty comment, he starts getting worried
  • He uses his phone’s flashlight to find you and sees you shaking
  • He realizes you’re scared of the dark, but he’s not sure what to do
  • He awkwardly attempts to pat your shoulder
  • Gradually it turns into a hug
  • It’s actually kind of nice, so you forget about the outage
  • But as soon as the lights come back on, he literally jumps three feet away from you
  • Oh well…it was nice while it lasted

V:

  • You’re at the next RFA party and a tree branch fell on the powerline near the building
  • As soon as the light goes out, you clutch at his arm
  • “V, I can’t see anything!”
  • “Oh no…what a nightmare,” he deadpans sorry sorry hahahahahaha
  • Jokes aside, he’d probably just be the calmest person when comforting you

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bellerz55  asked:

Hi I don't know if you saw that picture of Cole and Kj at the construction site but I was wondering if you could write a fic where maybe Archie's dad bailed jughead out so to pay him back he is working for him and Betty went to the site to bring jughead lunch but they still haven't talked about the kiss plus maybe Betty is starting at jughead because he's not wearing his usual layers.

Ooohhh I love it.
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Juggling a handful of brown paper bags, Betty nearly tripped over a fallen power tool. She only had so many hands, and the amount of hungry men working on the site required quite a heavy bit of food.

She had been on her way out of pops when Fred Andrews came barreling in, looking frazzled and all kinds of stressed, he spotted her almost instantly and she was taken back by the way he ran towards her , with the most relieved smile she had ever seen.

“Betty!” He shouted a little too close to her face

“Hi Mr.Andrews! Where’s the fire?” She giggled. He eyed her outfit looking nervous

“You’re not on your way back to work are you?” He said desperately.

Betty had gotten a summer job at the florists and her uniform consisted of tiny denim shorts, a flowy white top and an apron with “riverdale flowers” printed across the front.

“I’ve still got 30 minutes left of my lunch break, I was just gonna head back early! Is everything okay?”

He dug in his pockets quickly pulling out a hundred dollar bill and handing it to her

“The men on my construction site have been complaining for hours that I didn’t get them lunch, I can’t take it anymore, I’ve got to head back to over see the rest of the planning and I was hoping you would be able to place the order and possibly bring it to the site. Don’t forget, I changed your diapers when Your parents were away!” He looked so desperate, Betty didn’t have the heart to say no.

“Sure! It’s no problem, I have to walk past the site to get back to work anyway! What should o get?”

Fred had grabbed her up, squeezing her in only the way dads can, he was halfway out the door as he answered

“Burgers! As many burgers as you can!”

Giggling she went over to place the order, rolling her eyes at the older mans antics.

So that’s what brought her here, narrowly dodging large pieces of wood while she juggled bags full of burgers.

“Betty!” She heard the familiar voice of her next door neighbor

She turned around smiling, he looked good but for some reason the sight of a shirtless Archie didn’t have the same affect it used to. She figured that was because her brain was on another familiar boy with the softest lips she’d ever seen.

“Archie” she smiled and tried not to blush as he scanned her long legs peeking out of her shorts covered slightly by her apron.

His eyes held a bit of hunger in them and she wiggled slightly uncomfortable

“You just gonna stand there and stare pal? Why don’t you help her out, her hands are obviously full.” She whipped around to meet the eyes of her very favorite moody boy. It was a probably a mistake because as soon as she did

Drooooollll

He was standing there, his beautiful muscular arms exposed in the simple tank top he had on, spread tight across his chest. His skin was tan and sweaty and the construction hat he had on showed off just enough of his gorgeous black waves. He was holding a shovel so naturally. those hands she had felt weaved in her hair just a few weeks ago, clutching the metal tool. she had never wished for a camera more in her life.

Little did she know Jughead was admiring betty with equal enthusiasm. It had been two weeks since their first kiss and because of their jobs they hadn’t seen each other a lot. That didn’t stop his eyes from being drawn to the plump pink lips that seemed almost too good to be real. Lowering his eyes to her long tan legs he couldn’t believe she was always hiding those in jeans, her hair was up in a loose ponytail, whispers of honey blonde falling into her eyes a pretty white flower matching her top weaved through the elastic band. She sure was a sight for sore eyes.

“Sorry my dad saddled you with lunch duty Betty.” Archie’s voice broke them out of their staring contest as he took the bags from the blondes hands. She giggled that gorgeous sound and fluttered her long eyelashes

“It’s no problem, i better get going though, I’ve only got ten minutes of my lunch left!” Archie thanked her again

“I’ll walk you, it’s my break time anyway” Jughead said throwing the shovel to the ground, giving Betty a perfect view of his flexing muscles.

He led her out of the construction site, helping her navigate the mess. As soon as they hit the street his hand went to grab hers, taking her by surprise. He didn’t say anything just kept walking. Betty decided it was gonna be up to her to break the silence.

“Hows working with mr.andrews?”

Jughead actually smiled

“It’s not so bad, i kinda like the work. It keeps me busy and it’s been helping me stay in shape, ya know eventually those burgers are gonna catch up to me.” He winked, squeezing her fingers

She smiled dreamily “it looks good on you”

He looked down at her “oh yeah?”

“Most definitely. I like a hardworking man.” She teased softly, wiggling her eyebrows.

“Well then ms.cooper, then I am the man for you.”

She laughed, the conversation falling silent again.

Suddenly Jughead was clearing his throat, breaking into the quiet.

“So am I?”

She looked up at him confused

“Are you what?”

He took a deep breathe, stepping in front of her and halting their steps

“Am I the man for you?” He practically whispered, his hand moving to rub the back of his neck nervously.

Betty smiled so softly he didn’t know what to think, then her hands were around his neck and her mouth was on his, taking in that amazingly familiar feeling of her lips on his he sighed into the kiss, he would never get tired of this.

She pulled away slightly

“Oh yeah Juggie, you are definitely the man for me.”

He laughed pulling her back into himself, dropping his lips to hers with an audible

“Thank God.”

Alright. So, You know how in Episode 2, Lance goes like “I don’t need pants. I’m a mermaid.”?

Imagine an “The Little Mermaid” AU with Lance as a merman. It would be called The Little Merlance and I think this work best with Lancelot as the ship. I mean Lotor is a prince so it would fit well.

Their first meeting would be Lotor going to the mermaid planet and Lance sees him from behind, noticing his long hair and thinking that Lotor is a female Galra so he swims over like “What’s a pretty Galra like you doing on a planet full of mermaids?” and Lotor turns around and Lance goes like “Oh shit, you’re not a girl?” but then he goes like “Well, you’re still a pretty Galra” then he winks and Lotor’s so taken back at first then he winks back and goes like “You’re not so bad looking for a merman”

I so plan on making a fanfic for this AU.

  • Dude: so when are you gonna tell Ben how you feel?
  • Carlos: *screams*
  • Carlos: *realizes Dude is still under the truth gummy spell*
  • Carlos: What are you talking about?
  • Dude: Let's be real. You're only with Jane to satisfy Disney's heterosexual agenda for the sake of having a heterosexual couple.
  • Dude: But you want to be with Ben.
  • Carlos: He's with Mal. I can't do that to her.
  • Dude: Ah huh! So you do like him!
  • Carlos: Okay, okay. You got me. But I mean he's the reason I'm not afraid of dogs anymore. He's the reason we're together.
  • Dude: True.
  • Carlos: And plus he is pretty cute. His eyes. His smile. The way he carries himself...in that suit.
  • Carlos: But when he dressed up as an Isle kid, he looked hot as fu--
  • Dude: Listen! If you don't make a move in the third movie, I'm gonna be a very bad dog.
  • Carlos: The worst thing you've ever done, Dude, is spilling water on the floor while drinking from the bowl.

i saw a thing at the mall

frankie d never uses the bottom part bc he already has a donut hole :^)

The Moment

Pairing: Alec Lightwood x Reader

Featuring: Jace

Words: 993

Warning: some nudity and I think some sweating.

Tag: none

Request: none

Notes: I know Alec is a gay character but this is an imagine so in my imagination…this time he wasn’t. I hope you like it ;)

Originally posted by ryan-potter


It had been a long day and even a longer mission. You never thought it would end at the Pandemonium, protecting yourself and the team against so many downworlders while Izzy looked for the demon and Jace had her back. You ended up with a drink in your hand and another one down your back, making you smell like a bar during the rest of the mission. All you wanted to do was going back to the Institute, take a shower and get dressed.

The moment Jace told you Izzy had took care of the demon, you nodded and hurried out of the club. You were just exhausted after spending the whole time chasing that demon all around Manhattan. It wasn’t easy walking down those streets being invisible without touching anyone, you could guarantee that. When you finally walked into the Institute, you tried to go straight to your room but Lydia spotted you and stopped you the moment you passed through the doors.

“How was it?” Lydia asked. With a sigh you looked at her.

“Good. All done. Alec will tell you later, I need a shower”, you said as fast as you could.

“What’s that smell?” She inquired scrunching her nose.

“As I said… I need a shower”, you repeated, ruder this time.

Seeing you weren’t in the mood she just let you go, not saying anything else. You didn’t use to be rude to her but you just wanted to be left alone after a long day. The second you walked into your room and closed the door, you let out a deep breath as you kicked off your boots and walked to the bathroom turning on the water immediately. While the water got warmer you took fresh towels and clothes from your closet and went back to the shower.

The hot water against your body really relaxed you and calmed your nerves, making you feel better in a moment. You even felt bad for behaving the way you did with Lydia. Probably, you would apologise next day. Once you were done, you wrapped a towel around you and walked to the room, trying to dry your hair a bit with another towel as you looked for your underwear.

Finally you found your black bra and panties so you let the towel down and put on the panties. Just when you were about to take the bra from the bed the door of your room opened all of sudden.

“Hey Bea, are you alright? Jace told-oh god sorry!” You gasped and took the towel quickly to cover yourself with it as you heard Alec’s voice coming into the room.

“Damn Alec! Haven’t you heard about knocking?” You exclaimed as you hurried towards the bathroom where your clothes were.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were…you know” you heard him mumbling as you got dressed as fast as possible.

Damn Alec. His timing was always so freaking perfect. Yes, you wanted to have a chance with him but you were never alone with him and when you did, things like those always happened! It was frustrating. When you finished getting dressed, you walked to the room when you found Alec facing the door, with his head against it. You had to admit that it made you laugh a little.

“You can look now”, you said.

He looked over his shoulder first before turning around. His cheeks were completely red due to embarrassment, making him look even more adorable.

“I’m sorry for that. I should’ve knocked”, he said while you put the dirty clothes in the basket.

“It’s ok. Next time just remember”, you smiled a little and walked to stand in front of him. “So… what did you want?” You asked.

“Oh yeah, eh…” he cleared his throat a little. “ Jace told me you basically ran away as soon as we finished and I wanted to make sure you were ok”, he said finally looking down at you. Damn, he was so tall.

The gesture made you smiled warmly. He wasn’t a caring guy, he was more reserved and opening up was hard for him so you really appreciated his concern.

“I’m ok. It was just a really long day and I got that drink poured all over my back which just put me in a bad mood”, you explained crossing your arms. “I just wanted to get out of there”, you added with a shrug.

“Oh…” he said nodding. “I understand”, he said biting his lip. “Are you feeling better now?” He asked.

With a smile you nod and it was then when silence came in between you two. Probably that was the best moment to tell him how you felt about him but you just couldn’t find the words or even your voice to speak so you cleared your throat and looked away biting your lip.

“Well um… I should go. I kinda need a shower as well”, he commented awkwardly.

“Yeah…you smell”, you teased making him smile.

He opened the door of your room and walked out, looking at you once again before closing the door. For the second time since you got there, you let out a deep breath that was cut when Alec opened the door again, popping his head in.

“I just wanted to say that…you’re beautiful”, he said. This time it was yours to blush.

“Thank you”, you chuckled biting your lip. He nodded and closed the door again, disappearing, but he opened again.

“Would you like to watch a movie? Tonight? Maybe my room?” He proposed.

You raised both eyebrows surprised. Surely you would have never expected such thing from him.

“I’ll bring popcorns”, you said.

“Nice”, he nodded and closed the door again. This time you could hear his footsteps walking down the aisle so you could finally let out the nervous laugh you were holding and covered your mouth to shut up a scream of excitement. It was your moment.

One Foot In The Grave

Part 4:

Getting around school in a wheel chair was much easier said then done.
For one thing people had places to be and more often then not we’re not willing to make a path for Lance to get through the crowds.
Also stairs were a thing.
Though Lance had his schedule changed so he would only be staying on the ground floor he still had to take the long way round for every lesson.
So by lunch he was sweating and clearly exhausted.
Keith had tried to stick by his side, trailing after him like a little love struck puppy, however he had different classes and soon as Hunk spotted him in a chair missing both his legs he had gone full mother hen mode.

“One more person knocks into you and I’m going to lose it.” Hunk hissed as the tenth person nearly tripped over the chair and spilled their lunch over Lance.
“Relax dude, it’s fine.” Lance said quickly worried his best friend would go on a rampage.
“I could try making you some new legs?” Pidge offered looking up from their copy of full metal alchemist manga.
Lance paled “Erm… thanks for the offer but they should be fixed by next week, so until then I’ll be-“
“Rolling out?” Keith asked as he sat next to him.
“Oh man that’s actually way better then what I was gonna say!” Lance moaned resting his head on Keith’s shoulder.
Hunk and Pidge exchanged a look before Hunk finally coughed to awkwardly get their attention.
“So erm… when did you guys become a thing?”
Keith expected Lance to answer but instead he looked down to see he had gone bright red and was busy trying to bury his face into Keith’s shoulder and hide from the world.
Keith chuckled quietly at his fucking cute Lance was.
“His prosthetic broke last night, it was raining so I gave him a ride home and well… I got a goodbye kiss.”
“Oh… man I’m so sorry, I mean it’s great you two are finally together since well Lance has been pining after you since middle school.”
“Huuuuunk!” Lance grumbled beyond embarrassed.
“Sorry, Sorry.” Hunk laughed not seeming sorry at all. “I just feel kinda bad at telling you I couldn’t take you home, I’m a terrible friend!”
Keith didn’t know how fast Lance could move until he had left his side and was round the table hugging Hunk.
“No no! It’s fine, you had work to do! And if you didn’t I would t of well… got my first kiss.”
Suddenly Hunk and Pidge’s demeanour changed as they each wrapped a protective arm around Lance.
“We will say this once Kogane, you hurt our boy and no force on earth will stop us from getting our revenge.” Pidge looked at him from over their glasses and Keith wondered how someone so small could be so terrifying.
“Ok…”
“No I mean it, if you ever hurt my wonderful best friend I will rain down the apocalypse on you. If he is ever hurt you will b the one to answer for it. Understand?” Hunk had leaned forwards.
Keith swallowed the lump in his throat. “Y-yes…”
Hunks usual smile returned “great! Now let’s eat.”

Cool changes this week

I’m gonna report on this early. Chart tomorrow.

Looney Tunes and Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs return to the Cartoon Network lineup. Looney for the first time since early 2016 and Cloudy for the first time since May. Tom and Jerry Tales leaves. Guess airing 26 episodes over and over can get tiring. Shocker.

Plus, the weekday schedule… actually looks decent! 9 shows are airing on the 14 hour schedule, and Teen Titans Go! only gets 4 hours of it!!

However, there’s one bad thing. CN isn’t doing anything to celebrate their 25th anniversary. Kinda expected that. Oh well. Steven Universe reruns return that day however, albeit at 6am. You guys made a big deal about making sure you watched Teen Titans at 6am when it popped up there in early August, and look where that went! Maybe try that with SU?

Despite the October 1 disappointment, lets not ignore the fact that CN is actually improving their schedule a good bit starting this week. Let’s hope it lasts.

Gwenpool #16 might hit too close to home for some people. The issue is that Gwen’s brother has found a way to get her back to her reality and make her forget about all her adventures and is blocking things that could remind her. And it’s…kinda depressing. Gwen’s life is…oh you see above. No friends, stuck in situation where she can not get a job that current economy has built, inability to make it successful through her hobbies, parents nagging her about everything (know this one too well - get a job and not even a week they’ll start nagging you that it’s not a good enough and paying enough job and demand you change it because they’re looking just for an easy and quick solution how to “fix” you)… It made me feel really bad for her, okay? Which is why I was so happy to see that last page. No, not the one with big “The End” letters, this one

Grant Morisson would be proud.

Aaliyah goes on birth control

„I’m going to clean up the mess that is the kitchen and leave for the studio after that, okay?“ Shawn said, standing up, taking the plates with him into the kitchen.

“Yeah,” Jo said, smiling at Aaliyah who looked adorable, sitting in front of her. They had finished dinner and Aaliyah was eating Ben & Jerry’s ice cream, smiling blissfully.

Shawn grabbed his jacket, kissing Jo and Aaliyah’s forehead before leaving. “Gotta run, see you!”

And with that he was out of the door and Jo and Aaliyah sat down on the couch, snuggling up to each other, watching “Keeping up with the Kardashians”

“Jo?” Aaliyah asked tentatively.

“Yeah?”

“Can I ask you something?”

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