leather high waist skirt

Girls night out

MASTERLIST - PROMPT LIST

Request : “Okay so hi I read the prompt list and I tried to make it as fun as possible, and i really think 1 and 57 should be fun, also with tom xx thank you!!“ @princesskink

»  “Whatever you’re going to ask, the answer is No!”

»  “The skirt is supposed to be this short.”

Characters : Tom Holland x reader

Word count : ~1250

A/N : Well, I hope this one isn’t too bad, I find it… Weird ? My first Tom x reader, literally not his cutest moments. Hope you’ll like it anyways fam.


“No, Tom, you can’t come with us. I told you, it’s girls night.”

You were getting prepared in the bathroom for the night, trying to do some fancy bright makeup with diverse vivid colors as pink and orange, adding some glitters here and there, also in your hair cause you thought it looked really cute and original. You loved sparkles, you loved those days you were confident enough to wear so many colours and be noticeable.

Tom didn’t like the idea of you going in the city with girls only, he knew how boys could be and he was scared something would happen to you. When you told him you’d went to a club, he started freaking out, and you argued all days since.

“Stay with me, stay home, let’s Netflix and chill.” You laughed at the idea of Tom trying to convince you to stay with sex. Actually, the offer was tempting, but you were too excited and you promised your friends you’d come. You’ve talked about this for weeks and you all had trouble finding a day everyone was free. “We barely see each others with my schedule, do this for me.” His arms wrapped your hips and you felt a kiss on your neck. “I need you here.”

“Nope” You responded, focused on putting your mascara on. “I won’t come back after 6 am, I promised you that and that’s all I can do for you tonight.” Tom’s hands went up your chest to grab your boobs and you jumped by surprise, causing the mascara brush to be in contact with your skin while you wanted it on your lashes. “Fuck, Tom !” You shouted, sending your elbow back to hit your boyfriend’s chest. He sighed and stepped back until his back stroke a wall. “I don’t have the time to make mistakes, I’m already late ! Stop being selfish, you go out without me, why couldn’t I ?”

“It’s different, Y/N. I’m a man ! I don’t risk my life when I go to the club, unlike you. People could drug you and rape you, I don’t know there are just SO many things that could happen.”

“Don’t worry, I’m going to drug myself like a big girl.” You whispered.

“You what ?!” Tom couldn’t really believe what you just said. Since when were you into drugs ? He disliked the idea, like, really. In his head, drugs were such a bad thing and he didn’t want you to become addict or anything else, drugs could make you do things you’d regret also. He clenched his fists. “Okay that’s it Y/N you’re really not going now !” He grabbed your hips, his nose frowned, and pulled you to the bedroom where he pushed you on the bed.

“What are you doing ?! Tom, seriously, stop. I’m not…” You sighed, Tom pressed your wrists in his fists each side of your head while he was on top of you, your lips almost touching. “It’s just weed, I always take some when I go out okay ? I’m not taking ecstasy or I don’t know what else. We smoked some together once or twice ! I’m not out of mind, I know what I’m doing, fuck I’m 19. Why you acting like this, seriously?”

“I wanted a calm night with just the both of us, and I discover that you prefer going to the club and do drugs. How do you fucking want me to react, Y/N ? And besides, what about all the assholes you’ll meet and who’ll want you ? I don’t want them to think you’re single.”

You suddenly giggled, knowing he was more worried about the strangers than your own behaviour. “But you’re the only one I want.” You kissed him deeply, loving his moments of jealousy. “Okay baby boy, will you calm down and let me now ? I need to finish my makeup you just ruined.”

Tom finally let you after stealing you another kiss, but he was still mad and pouted. You went back to the bathroom to be on fleek, shinning as ever. The next step was to choose your outfits, and you wanted a sexy but not too revealing one. You thought about a leather leggings at first, but you weren’t in the mood to wear a pants. It would be either a dress or a skirt. 20 minutes after your first fitting, you still haven’t found what to wear and Tom was back in the room to watch you, complimenting you on every new outfit but even more when you were in lingerie. You had tried on a pink pencil dress, but no, a stretched black leather, but still no. And so, so, so many other dresses. Tom was even surprised you had so many, but he was the one offering them to you. It’s another 20 minutes later you finally found the perfect outfit for the night. A short high-waist black leather skirt, with a black lace crop top. You were admiring yourself in the mirror, thinking for a rare time you were beautiful with all your glitters on your hair and face and this sexy outifit until a voice got you stop.

“Y/N ?”

You sighed. What did he want this time ? “Whatever you’re going to ask, the answer is No!” You bent down to grab your heels and sat on the bed to put them on. But silence remained and you found this weird, you turned your head towards him just to directly meet his eyes. He seemed embarrassed, as if he didn’t want to bother you again to finish it by arguing.

“Hm.. Is… Is the skirt supposed to be this short ?” You groaned. Was he serious ? You couldn’t do anything tonight without him finding his way to upset you.

The skirt is supposed to be this short. Yes. Now if you would excuse me darling, the girls are waiting for me just so we can show the world our pussy and bang strangers after taking ecstasy. I’ll come back during the night, can’t promise you I’ll be back alone of course, I might want a final round fucking a last stranger in the bed while you’re sleeping.” You said all sarcastically. You were just really mad at him for treating you like a child. Ok, he was your boyfriend, but you were still free, and you could do whatever you wanted to do. You never understood these girls accepting everything their boyfriend would ask them, everyone owed their body. You stood up, took your bag and stepped to the door of the apartment.

“Wait !” Tom ran to you, and pushed you to a wall, blocking you between it and him. “Just promise me you’ll take care of yourself.” You sighed and nodded. He was so annoying with that, even if it was also cute he wanted all good for you. “Promise me you’ll send me texts like… Every hour, I don-”

“I don’t need to promise that babe, I’ll miss you, I’ll send you texts all night long even when you’ll be sleeping.”

He didn’t responded at first, focused on your eyes. “Fuck Y/N, I love you.” You took his head in your hands and pressed your lips against his for a hot deep kiss, his hands coming to your butt to press it. But you had to let his lips go.

“I need to go. I love you Thomas.”

The guy stole you one last kiss before you opened the door and left for your night out.

5trawberry-tallcake  asked:

Staple closet pieces? Including shoes and jewelry 😊

Alright this is going to be a long post…

My personal style can be described as classy and elegant with a twist of edgyness. Think elegant Kendall Jenner x Bella Hadid x Ulyana Sergeenko candid & formal photos.

Although it happens that I put less effort into dressing for university and other unimportant stuff like just running errands or do some small shopping in town because frankly, I don’t care and do not have to impress anyone with my 900€ shoes and 3,500€ coat. I live in a small town, so this just adds to me feeling indifferent. It doesn’t happen often, but still.. it does happen. However, when I am in a big, fancy town, I of course dress to impress and like I’m about to see my worst enemy. I think that this should go without saying haha!

Aside from that my style is as I have described above.

I used to buy stuff from H&M and Zara a lot and mix it with high-end designers, but now it all shifted to just high-end designers. It’s just personal preference. I am fed up with the poor quality and designer knock-offs. I very much cherish the improved quality that I have with designer pieces. Although the quality from oh so many pieces is pretty ridiculous too, to be honest! Do not think that designers necessarily offer the very best quality for their price. Most of the time the prices they charge can’t possibly ever be justified with the quality of their merchandise. It’s just the name you are paying for, really. This is why my #1 mission is always to look for the best quality in anything. I can see a Valentino dress that is so god damn gorgeous and not like the fabric. Or the beads and embellishments seem to be very cheap. I will not buy it, although I regret it because it’s stunning but whatev.

Understand that I am on a monthly budget just as everyone else is. Yes, I might have a whole wardrobe bursting with luxury and designer names, but I have amassed this all over years, with roughly 80% of my own money and 20% of SD money. I am a very practical person and buy clothing, shoes and jewellry that I am able to wear every day and for any occasion. There are some occasional SPECIAL purchases too, of course. But only when I see something seriously special. I had a phase in which I bought at least 20 pairs or so of Louboutins.. and how many have I actually worn out? Maybe…6? This, too, taught me to be practical.

As for jewellry, I generally don’t wear jewellry except for my gorgeous silver ring that looks like a flower made of tiny diamonds, with a beautiful big black pearl in the center of it. It is very special to me. As for earrings, I alternate between beautiful pearl studs when I want to look all preppy, classy and elegant (I think that they also make me look younger, funnily enough) and diamond studs and chandeliers sometimes for daytime and evening as well. I don’t care. I wear stuff that is supposed to be worn in the evenings in the day, too. It adds to the ‘uniqueness’ of my style which sets me apart from others. 

Please mind that I am not going to drop designer names (xcept for four) because well, I don’t want to seem like an arrogant, overly spoiled brat who just wants to show off. No! I am happy to provide you with pictures or whatever in private, if a certain piece has piqued your interest or if you want to know which pieces I exactly have, so just gimme a shout.

So, my general staple pieces for the day would be:

* A few pairs of skinny jeans - lighter denim colour without wash, one distressed black one (I like the slits at the knee), a normal black one, a mid-dark denim with a subtle wash. I only wear skinny jeans at this point in my life, with a seldom exception. Full length and I very much like ankle length or a little over the ankle in summer. Skinny jeans accentuate my lean and long legs - and I like to shift focus on my legs. 

* Skinny black leather pants. Normal ones, not like the Givenchy & Saint Laurent zipper thing.

* This seldom exception would be one pair of black high-waisted, perfectly tailored trousers that are overall just a little bit wider. 

* Two pairs of black cigarette trousers like Audrey Hepburn used to wear.

* As for t-shirts and tank tops, I like basic black and white ones. Round-neck, V-neck, doesn’t matter. I do not like any kind of prints unless it’s an okay print. Well I guess I am guilty of owning the black & white Balmain tank tops with the three golden buttons on the left shoulder haha but these are the only printed shirts in my wardrobe because they do add a little bit of sophisticated edge to my day looks.

* Elegant silk blouses are also a must in my wardrobe. Here, I like playful pussy bow blouses and a bit more ‘daring’, statement blouses. Although I do not like statement or ‘IT’ pieces in general and usually stay far away from them. I like to wear these blouses with my black high-waisted trousers.

* I am a sucker for coats. I own a lot of coats. Fur and normal ones. I adore a good camel coat and am also a sucker for military-inspired coats. The colours of my choice, for normal coats, would be camel, black and navy at this time. Other colours for fur coats.

* I fucking love capes and have quite a few. Black ones, mid-length to the middle of the thigh I’d say.

* Jumpers / Longsleeves / etc. Here, I am always looking for good quality cashmere, and wool. Mainly wearing them in autumn and winter. I like turtleneck pieces a lot.

* Warm Scarves - all my scarves are of a cashmere/silk mix. I also wear them when it’s cold or just throw them over my shoulders on a chilly summer night when I’m out at a dinner party or so. 

* Fancy Scarves - silk. I sometimes wear them under/over a blazer, with a normal button down shirt and a high-waisted skirt. 

* Skirts - one high-waisted black leather mini skirt, a black high-waisted heavy wool skirt / knee length

* Shorts - different pairs of mini denim shorts, beautiful lace mini shorts, black leather mini shorts

* Blazers - oh boy. I love blazers. I have so many. Again, black and navy coloured blazers. I have this beautiful slim, perfectly tailored black blazer that is a bit longer than a usual blazer - just beautiful. one of my fav pieces.

* Jackets - love. black leather jackets for the edge, but elegant leather jackets. I also dig black leather jackets with a beautiful embroidery on the back side. and uhm *coughs* of course the classic - the Chanel jacket. normal black and beige. is an absolute must have. and so versatile! I have the cropped versions as they fit my body far better than the regular length ones.

* Dresses - oh uh. I collect dresses. For any occasion. However I prefer short dresses, above knee length and mini dresses. Do have a couple of mid-calf length dresses, though. Here I say that the fancier the dress, the better. But it still has to look absolutely beautiful and not dramatic. Although I would have loved to have that black/red and red Proenza Schouler ostrich feather dresses just because they look so badass.. but where the hell would I have worn it to.. that’s the other question haha! I love brocade, I love silk, I love lace, I love velvet dresses. My dress colours are usually black and red but I also do have some white, silver, blue dresses. As for the regular shopping day in town, I just wear a long black dress with gladiator flats and that’s it. Dun care. Bye, Felicias. 

* Shoes - sexy black high pumps, the famous espadrilles (I like wearing them in summer with my ankle-length skinnys), the famous Balenciaga boots with the cutouts at the sides and the two buckles with silver hardware, not gold (literally every Russian jetset baby has these boots omg haha), velveteen ballet flats, silken/satin ballet flats, gladiator sandals (which are bound up to the knee), sexy suede overknee boots - I like my overknee boots to be of mid-thigh length, sneakers (have so many omg..leather and suede (apart from the one pair of Nike sneakers I like to wear on long haul flights. various models, various colours), various black combat boots that look more delicate than ugly and harsh, lace-up high heels, platform pumps, I LOVE high heels! gosh… it’s hard to describe without naming the designers and the particular models because it all sounds so vague and ugly haha! I like classy shoes as much as I like very special models like embellished shoes or just some fancy colours, etc.

* Silk Pajamas - I have a pair of baby pink ones and a pair of baby blue ones.

* Lingerie - am a lingerie addict, but which girl isn’t?

* Silk Robes - long dressing robes, short morning robes, everything. Black, white, red, and the pastel colours from above (babypink, babyblue)

* Invest in good stockings! Quite a few pairs of normal black ones. And black ones with the sexy seam at the backside for more..well, special evenings and occasions ;)

* Hats - Maison Michel; different colours, made of felt 


These are pretty much my staples. I am so sure that I have forgotten many many other things, but this should suffice. I have written a post on my personal fragrance choices which you might want to check out if you are interested in this as well!

Any more questions, just ask!

The Serpent and the Princess-Jughead Jones Imagine

Requested: No

Warnings: underage drinking, sensuality, and it’s pretty long

Originally posted by kylogue



     Y/N Y/L/N was known for many things in Riverdale: she was the class president every year at Riverdale High, she was gorgeous, and shopped daily because of the Y/L/Ns lucrative lumber business. Most importantly, she was known for being Cheryl Blossom’s best friend since basically birth. The Blossoms and Y/L/Ns were business partners and family friends, so Cheryl and Y/N were like sisters and Jason was like a surrogate brother to her. Therefore, Y/N took his death almost as hard as Cheryl. Cheryl and Y/N did everything together and ruled Riverdale High with an iron fist. They were the it girls of the school and the Sad Breakfast Club couldn’t stand them, except for the moodiest member.

      Y/N represented everything Jughead hated, but he still found himself drawn to her. There was something about Y/N that was different from the other popular jocks and athletes at Riverdale, but he never got close enough to her to discover exactly what that something was until one fateful night. Cheryl was throwing one of her legendary parties at Thornhill and invited all the cool people and the Sad Breakfast Club. Betty, Veronica, Archie, Kevin, and Jughead were shocked when Y/N and Cheryl sauntered up to their table during lunch and handed them their stunning invitations.

     “You should be honored that we are extending an invitation to you,” Cheryl informed them.

     “Thanks?” Betty asked.

    “No problem, Betty,” Cheryl said. “We’ll see you tonight?”

    “Yeah,” Archie said.

    “Maybe,” Jughead muttered.

    “Well, I hope you’ll all come.” Y/N gently smiled in Jughead’s direction. “It’ll be a fun night.”

     Jughead stared Y/N down and was almost shocked by her kindness. She could be as mean as Cheryl, but she was mostly nicer than Cheryl was. Cheryl pivoted on her heeled boot and sauntered away with Y/N at her side.

     “We are definitely going to that party,” Kevin said. “Cheryl’s parties are legendary. Last time, Kendall Jenner showed up.”

    “And you missed it?” Veronica teased.

    “I’m going, I kind of have to now anyway,” Archie said.

    “And I’m always down for a good party,” Veronica said.

     “I’m definitely going, what about you, Juggie?” Betty asked.

     “No. I’d prefer to be in an environment without drunk teenagers throwing up all over each other while simultaneously trying to hook up with each other.”

    “C’mon, Jughead, it’ll be fun,” Archie said.

   “Besides, it would be a good way to investigate,” Betty said. “Cheryl will be so distracted with the party that she wouldn’t notice anything.”

     Betty did make a good point, but that wasn’t the only reason Jughead agreed to go. He couldn’t get the way Y/N looked at him out of his head and though part of him wanted to deny it even happened, he would regret it if he didn’t try to see something through with her. 

      “I’ll go, but I will complain the whole time,” Jughead said.

      “I’ll deal with it.”

       That night, Thornhill was filled with a bunch of intoxicated teenagers, kegs of the finest beer, bottles of the best wine, and a mix of throwback R&B and hip hop hits. Everyone was dancing, drinking, or hooking up just as Jughead predicted, but the raven-haired boy was more than willing to look over it. Archie and Veronica found the drinks table and began making everyone drinks. Jughead decided to sip on a beer, feeling mildly entertained by Kevin and Veronica dancing to Rihanna’s “Pon de Replay”. He tried to remain casual as he looked out for Y/N but found no sight of her.

        “Looking for someone?” Betty teased.

        “What makes you think that?” Jughead asked over the music.

       “You haven’t looked me in the eye since we got here, what’s up with you?”

       “Nothing.”

      Fortunately, Betty couldn’t continue interrogating Jughead any further as the princesses of Riverdale were making their entrance. They strutted down the staircase in sync, earning a lot of hollers from the jocks. Y/N looked stunning in her silver spaghetti strap slip dress and chunky black heels. Her y/h/c hair was down and glossy. Cheryl wore a deep red crop top and a high waisted black leather skirt with a pair of over-the-knee boots. Both of them beamed under the attention and when they got to the last step, boys swarmed them. Cheryl flirted intensely with them while Y/N laughed a little and accepted a beer from Reggie. Of course, Y/N wasn’t looking at Jughead. Why would she care about the weird emo kid when she had Riverdale’s royalty at her fingertips? 

       “Is Y/N wearing a vintage Alaia?” Kevin asked. 

      “Probably,” Veronica said with a shrug.

      “She looks amazing,” Betty said.

      “And Reggie thinks so too.”

      Throughout the night, Jughead would get glimpses of Y/N and Cheryl dancing with different jocks and taking shots. He helped Betty poke around the mansion a little but everything worth interest was locked away—as it should have been. It seemed like the night was a waste and while Jughead was sitting in a small study, Y/N stumbled in. She looked a bit haphazard as she closed the door behind her and leaned against it. 

      “Did you need an escape from the party, too?” she asked.

      “Expensive keggers aren’t really my scene,” Jughead said. 

      “Ah, yes, you prefer the ambiance of Pop’s Chock’Lit Shoppe,” Y/N teased.

     Jughead arched an eyebrow. “How did you know that?”

     “I see you there every time I get a milkshake or a cheeseburger. Contrary to popular belief, I don’t eat solely caviar or filet mignon.” 

      “Of course not, that would be ridiculous.”

       Jughead watched as Y/N walked over to one of the bookcases that lined the walls of the study and skimmed the titles. Her fingers would graze a few of the spines and she had a wistful look on her face.

      “Mr. Blossom always kept a few first editions in here besides the legal books to keep him entertained and to remind him of his wealth.” Y/N plucked one off of the shelf and smiled. “The Three Musketeers, so many memories with this one.” 

       “Is it your favorite?” Jughead asked.

        “One of them, I think my favorite is Frankenstein. I love how creepy it is, I guess I’m kind of weird like that.” Y/N turned to Jughead. 

       “Everyone’s weird, some people are just better at hiding it than others,” Jughead said. 

      Y/N placed the book back in its place before walking over to the desk and leaning against it, in front of Jughead. He tried not to stare at Y/N’s long legs and rather at her pretty face. 

       “You wanna know why I came in here?” Y/N asked.

       “Sure.”

       “Everyone was trying to talk me into letting Chuck do a body shot off me. Even if I wasn’t wearing a dress, I wouldn’t have let him—-I have standards. It all gets a little too much for me sometimes,” she breathed. “Sorry, I shouldn’t be spilling my heart out to you, we barely know each other.”

      “It’s fine, people don’t usually bare heir souls to me mostly because of my sarcastic commentary.”

       Y/N smiled and slid off the desk. “Wanna know something else?”

       “What?” 

       “Mr. Blossom also keeps some cognac worth more than Harvard’s tuition in his desk.” Y/N popped open a drawer and pulled out the bottle. “Cheryl and I found it a couple years ago and we’ve been sneaking drinks of it since.”

        Jughead was extremely surprised that Y/N was offering him drinks but that night was full of surprises. Over a few sips of cognac, they talked about everything: Jason’s death, conspiracies about it, writing, politics, and books.

         “Seriously, you’ve never read The Bell Jar?” Jughead asked.

         Y/N shook her head. “I know it’s supposed to be a classic but I just never got around to it.”

        “But you found time to read Crime and Punishment?”

        “Fine, you got me.” 

        Y/N giggled as she took another sip of cognac and leaned back against the desk. She was definitely more intoxicated than Jughead was and she was showing it. She laughed at almost everything Jughead said, but managed to hold her own in their conversation. It was surprising and extremely attractive.

        Then, Y/N stopped giggling as she stood and walked closer to Jughead. “You’re one of the smartest people I know.”

       “You do associate with a lot of idiots.”

       “Kind of,” Y/N said with a giggle. “But, I like that you’re really smart and this whole time, you didn’t stare at my boobs or my legs or try to flirt with me. It’s really nice of you.”

       “I do have respect for you.”

       “Thank you.” Y/N placed her hand on Jughead’s arm. “I really like you, Jughead.”

       “I really like you too.” 

       “Enough to kiss me?”

       That was the first time Jughead ever saw Y/N look shy and it was adorable. She kept her head bowed and barely peeked up at him as though she was caught with her hand in the cookie jar. He was definitely flattered and as much as he wanted to kiss her in that moment, he knew better than to take advantage of her.

         “Yeah, I do, but not right now.” Jughead stood and his chest was against hers. “I don’t want you to want to kiss me because you had too much to drink, but because you want to.”

         “But I do want to,” Y/N whined.

         “You know what I mean. Let’s put this back and join the party, okay? They’re probably missing their princess.”

        “You think I’m a princess?”

          Jughead hesitated. “Well, yeah, everyone does.”
         “Oh.”

        Y/N’s expression fell a little bit and Jughead felt guilty, but he knew he was doing the right thing. If something was supposed to happen between him and Y/N, it would definitely happen. Jughead put the cognac back in its place and he and Y/N walked out of the study together. Almost immediately after they got back to the party, Cheryl grabbed her.

        “Come on, Y/N, we’re about to play spin the bottle,” Cheryl said.

        “Okay, can Jughead play?” Y/N asked.

        Cheryl glanced in his direction and shrugged. “I guess.”

        Jughead wanted to reject the offer but Y/N’s pleading look made him accept it. His friends were shocked that he joined the rest of the party in the game and they were even more shocked during Jughead’s turn to spin. They had watched Reggie make out with one of Cheryl’s friends, Archie kiss Veronica, and Betty kiss Kevin, but the real shock was when Jughead landed on Y/N. Her eyes got wide and her cheeks warmed up at the teasing Reggie, Chuck, and the others did as Jughead stood and walked over to her. Y/N seemed to hold her breath when Jughead kissed her sweetly. He smirked a little when he pulled away at the bashful look on Y/N’s face. Shortly after that night, they started dating mostly because Y/N would make a point to talk to him whenever she saw him at Pop’s or during their one shared class. Cheryl was vocal about her disapproval and Jughead got flack from his side as well, but ignored them since Y/N was one of the best things that happened to him.

        She offered to let him stay in her house—-which was actually a mansion not far away from Thornhill—-but Jughead declined out of pride. Y/N helped him out of his shell as gently and kindly as she could. Over a couple of months, Jughead’s friends warmed up to Y/N because they saw how nice she was to all of them and how good she was for Jughead. Unfortunately, Y/N’s friends were not as kind about it and things only got worse when FP was framed for Jason’s murder. Cheryl and Y/N got into a blow up argument about it the day of the Jubilee in front of everyone. Cheryl thought that Y/N was a traitor for dating the son of the man who killed Jason while Y/N thought Cheryl was being ridiculous for believing FP had anything to do with Jason’s death. Y/N was well aware FP wasn’t the best of guys but she also knew that if he had killed Jason, he wouldn’t have been living in a trailer or trying to be a better father for Jughead. Y/N wound up storming away from Cheryl and running into Archie, Veronica, and Betty. They had overheard the fight, but Y/N didn’t want to rehash any of it. Instead, she insisted on going along with them to see Jughead at South Side High to make sure he was okay. She wanted to see Jughead and escape from Riverdale for a little bit. When they discovered that he was okay since his dad was the leader of the Serpents, they were all able to relax.

      “What are you all doing here?” Jughead asked as he stepped away from his dangerous-looking friends.

      “We came to check up on you, but it looks like you’re doing just fine,” Betty said.

      Jughead turned to Y/N and noticed how sad she looked. “What happened?” 

      “I got in a fight with Cheryl.”

      Jughead sighed and glanced at his new South Side friends. “Let’s talk about this outside. You guys could get into serious trouble for barging in here.”

       “We could get into trouble here, that seems a little ironic,” Veronica said.

        Jughead ignored her comment and led them all outside into the cold, wintery afternoon. Veronica, Betty, and Archie gave the couple space and Jughead cupped Y/N’s face. 

         “Are you okay?” Jughead asked.

        “As okay as I can be after a girl I considered my sister called me a traitor.” Tears welled up in Y/N’s eyes. “It hurts so much.”

        “What hurts?”

        “Everything, the fact that my best friend doesn’t accept my boyfriend and the fact that my boyfriend is several miles away from me now.” 

         “You do have a shiny car that you can use to see me every day,” Jughead teased.

         “It’s not the same. Without you, Riverdale High is too different. Your friends are nice but no one is quite like you, Jughead.”

        “And no one’s like you, Y/N. You’re so much stronger than you think you are and I’m a little surprised that you’re still with me.” 

        “Of course I’m still with you, I love you, Jughead.”

        Jughead froze and wiped the tears that fell from Y/N’s gorgeous y/e/c eyes. “I love you too.”

        He kissed her passionately and Y/N gripped his jacket, pulling him closer as she kissed back. It was a sweet but hot kiss that Y/N would’ve gotten carried away with if Betty, Veronica, and Archie weren’t a few feet away. She pulled away a little and grinned at him. Jughead smiled softly in her direction.

       Suddenly, her phone rang and Y/N reluctantly answered. “Hello?”

       “Hi, Y/N, it’s Cheryl. I just wanted you to know that after today, you won’t have to see me anymore.”

       “What are you talking about?” Y/N did not like the sober tone in Cheryl’s voice.

        “I’m going to be with Jason.”
        “Cheryl—”

        The other line went dead and Y/N felt her heartbreaking as she stepped away from Jughead. This could not be happening, she was not going to lose her best friend. Y/N shook her head and she saw Jughead’s lips moving but couldn’t hear the words coming out. She slowly turned around and headed towards her car, noticing the concerned expressions on Archie, Betty, and Veronica’s faces. They probably tried to talk to her, but she couldn’t hear anything until she kept trying and failing to open her car door.

         “Y/N, what’s wrong?” Jughead asked.

        “Cheryl, she’s…she’s going to kill herself. She doesn’t think she has anything left.”

        That kicked everyone into high gear. Veronica gently took the car keys out of Y/N’s hands while Jughead calmed her down in the backseat of her car. They all already knew where Cheryl would be: Sweetwater River. Y/N’s heart was beating in her ears and Jughead’s voice was a bit soothing but she was still anxious.

       “We’re going to get her, Y/N, it’s all going to be okay,” Betty assured her.

        “I shouldn’t have yelled at her. I knew how delicate she was but when she called me a traitor, I lost it. If she dies, it’s my fault.”

         “No, she’s not going to die, Y/N,” Jughead said. 

         “I can’t lose her.”

         “You won’t,” Jughead promised.

         As soon as they got to the river, Y/N shot out of the car and ran into the woods with Jughead, Archie, Betty, and Veronica trailing after her.

         “Cheryl! CHERYL! I know you’re out here! Please don’t do this!” Y/N called.

          The rest of the gang shouted Cheryl’s name, but none of them compared to Y/N. Finally, they reached the river and Cheryl was sitting towards the center of it, trying to break through the ice. She was wearing a white dress, the same white dress she wore when she tried to help Jason fake his death.

           “CHERYL!” Y/N screamed.

          Cheryl didn’t hesitate as she continued trying to break the ice with something sharp. Quickly, Y/N walked onto the ice, despite Jughead’s arguing for her not to get on the ice. However, Archie was quicker than Y/N and got closer to Cheryl faster. Unfortunately, she slipped through the ice and into the river. Y/N’s heart stopped as she tripped and fell. Betty helped her up and held her as Archie started to try to punch through the ice to rescue Cheryl. Y/N couldn’t stop screaming her friend’s name but she couldn’t break out of the hold Betty and Veronica had on her. Jughead was at Archie’s side, trying to help him break the ice without hurting Cheryl. Everything seemed to move in slow motion for Y/N as Archie finally broke enough ice to pull Cheryl out. Y/N finally breathed a sigh of relief that her friend was alive. They all slowly walked back to Y/N’s car and took Cheryl back to Y/N’s house. Archie, Betty, and Veronica left to get ready for the dance after they made sure that Cheryl was okay but Jughead stuck around. Cheryl sat in front of Y/N’s fireplace, looking dead in the eyes.

          “Here, I made you cocoa,” Y/N said, handing the mug to Cheryl.

          Cheryl accepted it quietly and stared into the fire. 

         “Do you remember when we used to make s’mores in my fireplace? We used to get marshmallows everywhere and my mom would yell at us?” 

         “I talked you into making them inside because I didn’t want to be bitten by mosquitoes outside,” she said with a smile.

         “We never were outdoorsy, anyway. Except when your dad took us to the maple trees to get maple syrup for pancakes.”

         “Those were the days.”

          Y/N wrapped her arm around Cheryl. “You scared me so much today. If we hadn’t gotten to you when we did, I don’t know what I would’ve done.”

         “I’m sorry for scaring you, but, it felt like I was losing you too. You didn’t want to go out with me as much and we started fighting. I blamed Jughead for it and it only got worse when FP got arrested, but he helped save me.” Cheryl turned to Jughead. “Thank you for that.”

      “You’re welcome,” Jughead said.

       Cheryl turned back to Y/N. “I shouldn’t have called you a traitor or insulted you or Jughead.”

       “I shouldn’t have yelled at you either. I know how hard it’s been for you since Jason died,” Y/N said. 

        They hugged again, laughing a little. Jughead couldn’t help but smile at how happy his girlfriend was. As awful as Cheryl could be, she must not be too bad if someone like Y/N was willing to stay friends with her and save her life.

        “Don’t you have a dance to be going to?” Cheryl asked. “It would be nothing without your presence.”

        Y/N shook her head. “The dance can wait, my best friend’s a little more important.”

       Jughead breathed a sigh of relief. He had grown used to the fact that being Y/N’s boyfriend meant that he would have to go to a lot of social events, but the dance was probably the last place he needed to be seen. The whole town hated him and the whole town would be in attendance so he was certainly dodging a bullet. For the next few hours, he watched Game of Thrones with Y/N and Cheryl, laughing at Cheryl’s complaining.

        “There are too many characters,” she sniped.

       “That’s what makes it so interesting—-there are so many layers and characters that add something unique to the story, now shh, I’m trying to listen to Jon Snow,” Y/N muttered back.

         “Nerd,” Cheryl teased.

          “You’re the one who chose to be this nerd’s best friend.”

         Their commentary only got better with each episode they watched. After two more episodes, Cheryl was well enough to go home and Y/N and Jughead dropped her off.

          “Thanks for everything and Jughead, if you break Y/N’s heart, I’ll break you.”

            “Noted.”

           “Good night, Cheryl,” Y/N sang.

           Cheryl blew her a kiss before sauntering into her house. Y/N pulled out of the long driveway and started heading back to Riverdale.

          “What do you want to do now?” Jughead asked.

          “We could stop by the dance if you want,” Y/N said gently.

         Jughead bristled a little. “Of course, you would still want to go to that.”

        “I get that you don’t want to go because of everything going on with your dad, but I know that you would be fine as long as we went together.”

        “People still talk.”

       “But you’re Jughead Jones, you don’t care what people think or say about you. It’s one of the things I love you and I envy you for it. I care too much of what people think about me, but I still want to go.”

       “It’s expected of you though.”

       “Yes, but don’t you want to support Betty and Archie? She’s supposed to give a speech and Archie is slated to perform with Veronica anyway. A good friend would go support them.”

       Jughead loathed how good Y/N was at talking him into things and an hour later, the two of them walked into the Riverdale High gymnasium, dressed to the nines. Jughead was wearing his dark suit from the last dance and Y/N wore a pretty pink babydoll dress with some silver heels. They walked in just in time for Archie’s performance and hung around the back of the gymnasium. The redhead smiled wider when he spotted his best friend with his girlfriend. Of course, the pair got some looks, but Y/N distracted Jughead by making him dance with her during Archie and Veronica’s performance. When they were done, Betty stepped onto the stage and delivered a great speech about the future of Riverdale and its inclusivity. When Betty said that Riverdale “is Jughead Jones”, Y/N noted Jughead’s expression of surprise and listened as Betty said that if Riverdale wasn’t willing to accept the good and bad, there was no hope for the town. It was true and Y/N made a mental note to compliment Betty on her speech later. She managed to do both and as soon as she and Jughead complimented Betty as well as Archie, Jughead practically dragged her out of the gymnasium.

           “What’s going on with you, Jughead? Was it that painful to stand through?” Y/N teased. 

          Jughead finally stopped when they got to Y/N’s car and he kissed her harshly. He pulled away and said, “You look amazing tonight and it’s been driving me crazy.”
         Y/N raised her eyebrows. “Oh, really? Maybe we should go back to your place then.”

       A few minutes later, Jughead and Y/N burst through the trailer’s door, not able to keep their hands off of each other. Y/N pulled away for a second to pull Jughead’s jacket off him before reconnecting their lips. Jughead ended up picking her up without breaking the kiss and carrying her over to the kitchen. His hands slid underneath her skirt right after he set her down on the counter. Y/N moaned into the kiss as she started undoing his tie and threw it to the side. Jughead slid his hands up to Y/N’s hips, bringing the silky dress up with it. He pulled away and looked into Y/N’s lust glazed eyes. She gripped the hair at the nape of his neck and leaned her forehead against his.

      “Is this okay?” he whispered.

       Y/N nodded.

      “Say it.”

      “Yes.”

       As soon as the word left her mouth, Jughead almost tore the dress away off her. Before she could get self conscious, Jughead was kissing her once more and littering her neck with kisses and bites.

      “You’re so beautiful,” he muttered.

      “No, you are,” she whispered back.

      He looked up at her with a grin and just when Y/N started unbuttoning his shirt, someone banged on the trailer door. Y/N jumped and Jughead calmed her down before going to answer it. All the Serpents were there and one of them handed Jughead FP’s leather jacket.

        “Just know that, we Serpents look after each other so if you have any problems, just let us know,” he said.

        “Thanks,” Jughead said.

        Y/N slowly walked over to the door, careful to cover her bare chest with her dress. When she saw Jughead slip on his leather jacket with the Serpent regala on the back, her body felt like it was buzzing. He turned to face her, a single black curl falling onto his forehead. 

         “Come inside, Jughead,” Y/N said quietly.

         Jughead frowned a little but obeyed, bidding goodbye to the Serpents, and closing the door behind him. “Sorry about that.”

          “Don’t be.” Y/N dropped her dress on the floor and walked over to Jughead. Her fingers grazed the worn lapels of the jacket. “I’ve always had a thing for bad boys, the kind who wear leather jackets like greasers.”

          Jughead put his hands on her hips and pulled her close. “So, you like the new jacket?”

         “Uh huh.” She kissed him deeply and continued to unbutton his shirt as they walked backwards towards his room. They pulled away for a moment and Jughead went to take off the jacket so he could take off the shirt as well when Y/N stopped him. “No, leave the jacket.”

       “Kinky.”

      “Would you have me any other way?”

      Jughead grinned at her as he tossed her on the bed before crawling over her, taking off his shirt and leaving the jacket back on. He couldn’t believe that after all the crap he went through, he somehow got the girl of his dreams. It was like a nightmare that turned into a very sweet dream and Jughead was petrified of waking up. 

anonymous asked:

ok so i see you giving advice to others so i thought i'd ask :) im a 18 year old girl and i need a cheap website for clothes!! I'm in university and I dont have a lot of money, and mainstream stores are so expensive!! Reliable websites only please <3

Hi :) of course. I’m in university too and I know the struggles of having no money lol. I swear by THIS website for cheap,affordable good quality  clothes. I’ve bought from it so many times and its honestly the cheapest website i’ve come across for clothes. :) 

i’ve picked out some styles for you guys :) 

Aries: brown lace up sweater & blue skinny jeans & brown gladiator shoes

Taurus: print boho jumpsuit & leather flats & black buckled strap bag

Cancer: white elephant tshirt & brown zip mini skirt & black suede flats

Leo: brown suede minidress & black leather ankle boots(cheap!!) & black handbag

Virgo: queen bee tshirt & blue embroidered shorts & yellow strap bag

Gemini: navy two piece outfit & white lace up sneakers & grey sunnies

Sagittarius: pink grid shoulder blouse & white ripped jeans & strappy sandals

Capricorn: ‘too tired to function’ tshirt & wool cardigan  & high waisted jeans

Pisces: gold zipper metal skirt & bodysuit & leather chain bag

Scorpio: brown curduroy skirt & pale vneck top  & black boots(so cheap!!)

Libra: white knitted tanktop & cuffed denim shorts & long sleeve jacket

Aquarius: denim furred jacket & floral jumpsuit & black fauxsnakeskin boots

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Just a Friend; Part 2

Summary: The reader harbours deep feelings for Dean she knows he probably won’t reciprocate, although his mixed signals keep on telling her otherwise.

Character: Dean x Reader
Reader Gender: female
Word Count: 2221-ish
Warnings: Language, angst, mentions of alcohol use.

A/N: So finally here it is, part two :) I hope I can live up to the hype of part one (doubt it) and there will be a part three after this one to conclude the story. I looove feedback, so please let me know what you think!

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anonymous asked:

What are the must-have items a girl's wardrobe need to have ? I know it's a question that requires quite a lot of writing or better,pictures,but you'll help me enormously ! And I utterly love your combinations !

Summer and Spring musthaves:

  • Floral prints
  • Nautical/Striped patterns
  • Tribal patterns
  • Coral colours
  • White colours
  • Denim vests
  • Kimono jackets
  • Crop tops
  • Tank tops
  • Lace tops
  • Camisoles
  • Harem pants
  • Linen trousers
  • Cut-off shorts
  • High-waisted shorts
  • Patterned shorts
  • Muscle tanks
  • Maxi dresses
  • Sun dresses
  • Skater dresses
  • Cut-out dresses
  • Jumpsuits/Playsuits/Rompers
  • Maxi skirts
  • Mullet skirts
  • Skater/Circle skirts
  • Gladiator sandals
  • Flipflops (or thongs)
  • Converse
  • TOMs
  • Sunglasses
  • One piece swimwear
  • Bikini/Tankini 
Winter and Autumn musthaves:
  • Checkered patterns
  • Dotted patterns
  • Houndstooth patterns
  • “Ugly christmas sweater” patterns
  • Lace fabric
  • Leather/Biker jacket
  • Bomber jacket
  • Varsity jacket
  • Denim jacket
  • Parkas
  • Blazers
  • Blouses
  • Plain t-shirts
  • Slogan t-shirts
  • Plaid shirts
  • Peplum tops
  • Sweaters
  • Oversized sweaters
  • Crop jumpers
  • Jeans (skinny, boyfriend, coloured, patterned, cropped, high waisted)
  • Leggings/Jeggings
  • Disco pants
  • Leather pants
  • Pleated skirts
  • Skater/Circle skirts
  • Combat boots
  • Brogues/Oxfords
  • Flats
  • Bowler hat
  • Scarfs

Have a look at http://styleselection.blogspot.com.au/2014/02/untitled-951_11.html as well! xxx

TRUE STORY OF MY ARAB WIFE JESMINA WITH MY BOSS ALFRED

REAL PICTURE OF JESMINA IN PUB WITH AFRED…..

my arab wife jesmina cheating on me,with my boss alfred Hai I am Baher from saudi arabia, living in los angeles iam 31 year old arab muslim guy ,its my real story, working in IT company, my wife is from saudi arabia she is 27 year old her name is jesmina bin, she is beautfull hijab wearing arab muslim girl,we married 3 year before in saudi,she not working ,she is finished college,her father run flower shop in LA ,that’s why we come in LA looking job, we have one kid 2 year old boy, i working in IT company in LA , I join that company 1 year before nice job good salary and nice atmosphere , my boss alfred he is 44 year white divorce man he own company, major part of share his, me and alfred in good relation I know he like me one week before alfred secretary lucy was resign , some family problam, I heard he looking new secretary . I cant alone afford family budget ,I meet alfred in his office tell him about my wife she is educated finish college we really want this job because ,I know jesmina also like working, I talk him and beg him,because at last he convinced, he tell its not permanent its temporary, if she not working good I will fire her, if its ok come to my office Monday morning, I go home and tell her about job ,she was happy because I am also working there , I find babby sitter for our kid, Monday she come with me , I am go with her alfred office introduce my wife to him, and leave his office , evening I wait her we gone home, •After 2 day gone ,in that evening after we reached home she tell me, alfred told her” its international firm , you know too many wealthy persons come here, if you never mine to I like you to wear modern dress like …slim WET LOOK LEATHER PENCIL WIGGLE BODYCON HIGH WAISTED SKIRT “ thats my dress code of my secretary, you can wear hijab scarf also I don’t mine,…. we discussed that topic that night we going shop because we nee that job purchase some LEATHER PENCIL WIGGLE BODYCON HIGH WAISTED SKIRT different colures. black ,red and buy 2 pair of Platform high Heels…..next day she wear long slim LEATHER skirt in black colure and hijab scarf… she look more sexy.. After we reached office I peek her alfred come office and look at her he look happy.. That evening she didn’t come with me she told me alfred give more job to do. Every day she come late in home, After 3 weeks gone , alfred, give me promotion to administrative section nice job good salary , and he give me something to do in office without his presents ,we are soo happy ,in that evening ,marker our office account manger party me and jesmina invited,she wear nice long red skirt and use arabian perfume its smell more seducing, we reached there , aftersome time alfred come we small talk and he offer a drink and we drink that’s time jesmina come there hai to alfred someone change music nice dance song ‘lady in red’ he is in mood alfred ask jesmina can we dance she look at me I told her go head its ok , alfred take her hand start dance she hold his left shoulder they talking and dancing change steps he dance more closer, his face touch my wife face at last song finish he just kiss her cheek, she look at me I wave hand like its ok. •After reached home we discussed about that,she told me she don’t like alfred attitude, I hold her hand …. you know he just give promotion we don’t loss that, our life is change we have nothing to loose you think about that I know that she can understand everything what I mean, tomorrow morning she wear tight skirt and its looks more sexy , in office she behave more close to alfred, I can see that, after 3 days gone in that morning he reached office he give her expensive diamond ear rings , and that evening ask he wanna go a business trip to Coronado’s california you wanna come with me she was shocked, asked me what she can do I told her don’t fear I will follow you , you act like normally behave close to him and you know what I say, in night he call her tomorrow 11 ock he pick her at home and also said you wear that ear ring also, she said ok . After 11 ock his car coming near my home a nice black ferrari I know that she never ride in that car he start horn I take her bag put in back,she come down she wear nice black trousers and white shirt and use seducing arabian perfume he open his front door he ask me you don’t go office today I told him no today off ,I am not feeling good then he tell me its ok take you time I call office ok bye . he start car she wave me they gone …. •Then I go fast close the door and take my car start drive fast first I cant reach his car at last I found car I fowled after 1 ock they reached Coronado, his car go to Coronado Beach Resort he park car thy go to reception , I am also park car wait near to reception ,she saw me and smiled at me and I text her, they take separate villa near to beach side iam also take villa opposite to her villa, she text me they wanna go to business meeting near to Coronado after 3 ock they come out get in car they gone after meeting she text me ,they going to shopping, he buy for her some dress to her dark blue Split Skirt And Side Bodice With Sequins Long Prom Dresses tell her you can wear this skirt for our dinner.7 ock they reached villa I peek them, after some she come out she wear that dark blue Sexy Split Skirt And Side Bodice With Sequins Long Prom Dresses and diamond ear rings ,in that night I cant belive it she is more sexy I cant imagine that showing half side her leg wear cup bra half of her boobs showing I cant belive any body can be seduce,alfred wait out side of villa when I saw her his eyes are bright he is shocked then they can walk to restaurant I can see his face he is thrilled and I peek and follow them ,after dinner they walk to bar sit there ,all guys in there jealous of him because he with beautiful sexy girl all of them looking her ,he also thrilled ,he know then he stand up took his mobile take picture of my wife ask her pose to camera , she pose like sexy models then they look at that pictures, I am also take picture in my mobile they go outside the bar walking to beach sit in beach sand and talking there he give his jacket to her there too much cold. After some time they stand walk, he walk with her door talk and talk then she oppen door he gone…. •. i called her she come to balcony of villa, balcony is maid glass wall if light on I can see room clearly she come with same dress Split Skirt didn’t change dress , pose me like model then she talk about ferrari ride ,dinner she told me she enjoy this day …she really thrilled ,we wanna buy these type of car, I told her he is a rich man he can buy anything even he can buy you also suddenly she hang-up the phone , and throw phone inside of room and turn back to room,I called her again and again she didn’t take I can see it she is mad at me. I send many sorry message she didn’t reply, after some time she come sit in couch looking sad mood suddenly she pick her mobile call someone then switch off the mobile , after 5 minute she go to open her door its alfred. He get in sit near to my wife talking to her she just cry and lay on his shoulder he just take his hand rub gently her hair and talking then he standup and go to take bottle and 2 wine glass pour vodka to wine glass one glass give to her she take one sip of drink and he sit more close to her she again lay on his sholder , he just put his hand on Split Skirt part, touch her thigh and just rub on her thigh , she look at his eyes her lips move near to him she start kiss him ,she look outside look at me she know I am seeing that she close her eye, he hold her face kiss hard and hard using tongue he lay on her in couch movie his hand inside of her spilt skirt and kiss her neck and down turn on her unhook the skirt and remove her cup bra kiss her boobs bite her nipples she move head backward bite her lips close eyes and make small noice……. • •He remove her skirt full throwing that he remove his shirt and trouser he kiss to down and kiss her thigh suck her toes kiss upwards and remove her panty and throw that kiss thigh kiss near to her pussy and start lick her pussy she move up and down hardly push his hears, he lick continue more than 5 minute and press her boobs , she act like orgasm make nice like hmmm hmm ,turn on her kiss her ass lick her ass ,lick inside of her ass, bite her butt ,kiss upward and turn on her, then she lay on him kiss his chest kiss down and take his dick and move up and down start suck his dick and look at me again, suck hard his dick and using her tongue , and kiss dick , then he stand pick her in his both hand go to bedroom , and put her in bed he turn off light onn bed lamp , she talk something he turn off main light , she wanna show me he fuck her , I know that I can see clearly , he lay on bed near to her and kissing her lips and kiss her pussy split her leg in both side push his dick on her pussy fuck her hard she hold on bed make more noise after some time he lay on bed she sit on his dick and move up and down and then she start suck his dick again then she lay on bed he come dick near her face and she suck again and cum on her face she drink that…. •They tired lay on bed, after 2 hours she woke up wear bath towel go to bath room take shower with open door , he woke up from bed go to bath room hug from her back kissing in shower she also kiss continue kiss hard bite her boobs and nipples and he take soap move her body and hug her again and kiss, after some time he come out, sit on bed start smoking, she come out bathroom wear white bath towel he stand turn off cigarette near to her kiss again and strip towel she hug him hard and kiss both of them lay on bed and talking seriously ….. And she stand before she turn off light look at me and lay near to him and hug him I know that she hate me… I go inside my room, morning I checkout my room reached home , my kid is not there,and go to bed room she took her dress also , after I got a call from her , she hate me she don’t wanna live with me , she want divorce, I was shocked, she didn’t understand me then reached office she and alfred is not there , I don’t know what to do , after 2 days I got divorce notice , I sign it , after one week I heard she convert to christianity , and married him , resign my job return back to saudi arabia…… that’s all its my real story, , sorry I am not good writer

REAL PICTURES OF JESMINA AND ALFRED IN HER ROOM