lip to me you are perfect

my leo sister called and asked me what i wanted for christmas because she really wants to get my a present herself and said “wait i have a list of things that you might like that i wrote down to ask you… a face mask, lip scrub, a hairband.. ummmm do you like any of those ideas?” i told her i loved them all and that i would love anything she got me because i know that she knows me and i trust her ❤️ then i told her i would always love another bolo tie too because i know the ones i like are only 10$ :’–) we were talking about my hair cut and she said i have the perfect face for that hairstyle and that people made fun of her when she kept cutting hers shorter and i got so sad because she kept putting herself down because of her face shape but shes really really beautiful, both of my sisters are… it amazes me ..

EXCUSE MEEEEE!!??👿


You’ve got to be kidding me! I saw this post on my Instagram explore page, it really got me pissed, “lip sync”? REALLY Perez? Your really going to got there?


Call it being bias if you want but, I have been a fan with BTS even before their debut, and I don’t think they have EVEN LIPSYNC ONCE!

They may have not sang the back vocals of their track but they didn’t “LIPSYNC” dlas we know as Kpop fans dancing and singing is not easy so if Perez Hilton wants to try for himself of dancing a extensive choreography and have 100% perfect vocals, I say “Good Luck”

At this point there is going to be a lot of people who oppose the love of the ARMY’s that is radiating to our boys and it’s not going to get easier, as BTS’s popularity is sky rocketing there is going to be more articles like this

Just remember ARMY’S we are better than that, continue to spread the love to our boys and be humble!

I LOVE YOU ALL 💖

BTS’ ARMY PERSONAS:

JIMIN’S FANS: THE MOMS PERSONA

“Are you eating well? Don’t overwork yourself. Did you sleep? Do you feel threatened by anything? You can talk to me. Guys is it just us or does Jimin look 0.1 kg thinner?”

SUGA’S FANS: THE LITIGIOUS PERSONA

“WE WERE ATTACKED, MISTREATED AND DISRESPECTED. LET’S SUE HIM NOW! HOW DARE HE BE SO PERFECT”

JHOPE’S FANS: THE SCREAMERS PERSONA

“JHOOOOOOoooooOOOOOOOoooooooOOOOOOOPE”. they are also the ones who sometimes dress strangely at concerts and events!

JIN’S FANS: THE PROTESTORS PERSONA

In the name of more lines and Jin’s beautiful lips, we will fight the world and BIGS#IT for KIM SEOKJIN! 

JUNGKOOK’S FANS: THE FIGHTERS PERSONA

“OPPA? U MAD?” “CAN WE ARM WRESTLE?” “YOU ARE A KID! DO KID THINGS YOU *insert curses* but we still love you” “OMG he is so cute. I want to kick him in the face"  

V: THE WEIRDOS IN DENIAL PERSONA

NO! He is not real. He can’t be real! Is he real? Oh, look at his feet *save in gallery* Oh look at his tummy *zooms in and giggles* Oh look -insert a weird body part- *takes a screenshot*. 

RM: THE CRY BABIES PERSONA

Namjoon just needs to say something for them to cry. Most of the time they don’t even know what he is saying but they are always like “That was SO deep just like YOUR DIMPLES WHERE I WANT TO JUMP IN, TAKE IT OFF AND NEVER GET OUT *sobs* Namjoon is such a genius”

By @mimibtsghost

Run To You Part Two

Originally posted by cxhragrove

Run To You Part One

Pairing: Billy x Reader

Word Count: 2,297

Warnings: Slight smut, mentions of abuse/violence. Possible spoilers for Season Two?

Authors Note: This continues straight from the first part. I am so incredibly overwhelmed by the response I have already received for this story!! I just wanted to write something to fuel by unhealthy obsession with Dacre Montgomery and you guys have made me feel so loved, so thank you! I will possibly write one final Part to this, let me know if you want it or just what you think! I am accepting requests for Stranger Things.

Tagged For: @fabulouskilljoyonpatrol -

Disclaimer: I do in no way condone Billy’s behaviour or views in the show, nor do I intend to romanticise racism and abuse.

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Darkness washed over as the closet door was pushed shut and you shifted your weight uneasily on your feet.
Your eyes hadn’t yet adjusted to the darkness but you would bet anything Billy would have that perfect, yet annoying smirk on his face.
“Mmm, you’ve finally got me alone, huh princess.”
“Don’t get your hopes up, Billy. You’re not my type.”
He leant in closer and you could feel the heat of his breath on your lips.
“Is that so?”
His words sent shivers down your spine and you gulped, desperately fighting the urge to kiss him.
You placed a hand on his chest and pushed him back lightly.
“What’s it gonna take to get you to go on a date with me, huh?”
You could faintly make out his features now and he saw you roll your eyes.
“Oh I dunno, maybe a complete personality change?”
He chuckled.
“At lest you’re attracted to me.”
“I didn’t say that.”
He leant forward again and this time you didn’t stop him.
“You’re not denying it.”
His tongue darted across his lips, leaving them glistening and he placed his hand on the wall behind your head.
You bit your lip, unable to find the energy or the courage to resist him.
He leant closer and dipped his head, his breath ghosting over your collar bone and trailing up your neck.
You closed your eyes, heat burning within you as the intoxicating scent of his cologne filled your lungs.
“I know you want me, princess.”
That was all it took, that stupid fucking  nickname that drove you wild. The final string holding back your urges snapped and you pushed him against the wall.
Your lips crashed against his with an urgent hunger and your hands pulled his head to yours.
He smiled into your kiss but met you with the same urgency and passion, his hands snaking around your waist and pulling your body against his.
In the dark you stumbled as he pushed you back against the wall and you whimpered as he pushed himself against you.
You ran your tongue across his bottom lip and bit it lightly, earning a low groan.
His hands roamed down your side and found their way you your ass and he pushed himself against you once more.
You came up for air and he kissed down your neck, sucking harshly at the soft skin and you were too wound up in the heat of it all to worry about the bruises he was leaving.
Your hands roamed down his chest and you grasped his shirt before lifting them back up and running them through his hair.
His head lifted and his lips crashed against yours in another hungry kiss.
He ground his hips against you while he squeezed your ass and you moaned against his lips.
“Billy.” You pushed him away gently.
You were both breathing heavily and the way he was looking at you lit something inside you that only he seemed to ignite.
When he came in for another kiss it took everything you had to turn your head and dodge his soft lips.
He smirked as he pulled away and he opened his mouth to say something when the door was ripped open.
The light from the room exposed you and Billy’s friends cheered.
Almost instantly he was back to his cocky self and he walked out of the closet with a coy grin on his face.
You took a deep breath and walked out of the closet.
Billy turned back to look at you and you met his eye for a fleeting moment before you left the room and fled to the haven of your own home.

You had been dreading going to school after the party but there had been no need to worry.
Billy hadn’t been there for two days and when he did finally show up he barely took any notice of you.
It was no surprise really.
Guys like Billy only wanted one thing, and you had been naive to think that whatever you thought was going on between you was in reality nothing more than a drunken kiss.
You rummaged through your bag, looking for your keys as you walked towards the car park.
Finally you pulled them out just before you reached your car and you looked up to see Billy leaning against the hood, a signature cigarette between his lips.
You took a deep breath and walked straight past him and unlocked the door.
“Ohh cmon, don’t be like that, princess.” He called.
You opened the door and tossed your bag onto the passenger seat.
Billy pushed off the hood and grabbed hold of the door and finally you looked at him.
He didn’t have his usual cocky aura about him today and when you looked at him you noticed the ghost of a bruise under his eye and his bottom lip was slightly swollen.
He sensed you looking at his healing wounds and he cleared his throat.
You blushed slightly.
“I’m.. are you okay?”
Billy frowned, taken aback by your concern. No one ever bothered asking if he was okay.
“I’m fine.”
The way he was avoiding your eyes insinuated that he was in fact not fine but you didn’t want to press him on it, at least not here.
“What are you doing tonight?”
“Got a hot date with my homework.” You joked.
Billy smirked and licked his lips.
“Come out with me.”
You looked into the abyss of his blue eyes and saw a spark of that fire you had seen at the party.
Just as you were about to answer Billy’s sister Max walked past, holding her head down sheepishly and gripping her skateboard.
Billy glanced at her and looked back at the kid she had been talking to and you saw his jaw clench.
“What did I tell you about hanging out with that kid, Max?” He snarled.
Max ran a hand through her long red hair.
“I wasn’t! I swear.”
She quickly got into the car, slamming the door shut and averting her gaze.
Billy closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, reining in his anger.
You glanced back at the kid she had allegedly been hanging out with and you saw how deflated he looked.
“You know I’ve seen that boy around. He’s a good kid.”
“She shouldn’t be hanging out with kids like that.”
You raised an eyebrow.
“What is that supposed to mean? Cause he’s black?”
Billy’s jaw clenched again and he took a long drag of his smoke.
“It means she should listen to me if she doesn’t want to get in trouble.”
You frowned, deciphering his words.
“In trouble? With who?” You glanced at his fading bruises and your voice softened. “Billy who did this to you?”
“It doesn’t matter. Do you wanna come out with me or not?”
“Billy I-“
“Forget it.” He turned on his heels and slid into his car before you could say another word.
He cranked the music up, drowning out your calls and tore out of the car park.



You yawned as you drove and turned the radio a little louder, hoping the music would help keep you awake.
The backroads of Hawkins were still unfamiliar and you drove slower than usual as you navigated around the bends and potholes.
You had spent the evening studying at the library. Your parents had gone away to visit your sick Aunt and you didn’t particularly like being home alone. So you’d stayed at the library til it closed before having dinner at the local diner.
It was a little past midnight when you turned the corner onto Maple Street and you pressed down on the accelerator.
“In the midnight hour!” You tapped your fingers against the steering wheel. “She cried more, more, more!”
You bobbed your head along to Billy Idols ‘Rebel Yell’ when suddenly you slammed on your brakes.
A figure had staggered out into the road and your car skidded out slightly before coming to a stop.
Fucking drunks.
You took a deep breath to calm your rapidly beating heart and released your grip on the steering wheel.
You looked at the drunk, swaying with every step they took before falling to their knees.
A cloud shifted in the night sky and the moonlight illuminated the mans hair.
Was that..?
You could recognise that hair anywhere so you turned off the ignition and got out of the car.
“Billy?”
He groaned in response as he tried to stand and failed.
He knelt on the road and you walked briskly over to him.
“Billy?” You called again.
He looked up at you and your breath caught in your throat.
His lip was split and swollen and he had blood on his nose. The left side of his face was red, matching his slightly torn and half unbuttoned shirt.
“What happened?” You asked as you knelt before him.
His head swung forward, too heavy for him to hold up himself.
He didn’t seem drunk and you couldn’t smell any alcohol at all but he was definitely in some sort of state.
You bit your lip and gently cupped his face and lifted his head.
His eyelids were heavy and he struggled to focus on you but after a few blinks he registered.
“(Y/N)?”
“What happened? Are you okay?”
His head bobbed forward again and you shifted to his side.
You lifted his arm over your shoulder and wrapped your arm around his side.
He shivered against you and you realised how cold he must be, out here for god knows how long in just his jeans and ripped shirt.
“Cmon, lets get you up.”
You managed to get him standing and together you staggered to your car where you helped him into the passenger seat.
Once he was in you leant across him to clip in the seatbelt.
You hadn’t been this close to him since the incident in the closet and you couldn’t help but breath in the intoxicating mix of his cologne and natural scent.
His head leant against you as you fumbled with the seatbelt and he let out a low groan.
There was a sense of vulnerability to him now.
It wasn’t just because of his semi conscious state, or because it was just you and him.
But the blood from his nose and the bruises forming on his cheek indicated that something had gone down tonight  and you suddenly felt very protective of him.
Once his seatbelt was secure you ran around the car and hopped in.
“Billy, where do you live?” You asked as you started the engine.
“Can’t.”
“Can you tell me where you live?” You repeated.
“Can’t go home.”  He mumbled.
You bit your lip and pondered your options. Your parents were out of town and as long as he was gone by tomorrow night they’d never find out.
Simple.
You’d take him home, clean him up, let him sleep off whatever this was and drop him home in the morning.
Simple.



The drive back to your house was uneventful. You kept up conversation, trying to keep him engaged although he just mumbled incoherently.
Every now and then you would hear him say ‘Max’ or your name or ‘Harrington’ but you figured it was just random mumbling of his confused mind.
You managed to get him inside easy enough and you helped him to your bedroom. He seemed to being coming to, slowly, and you tok that as a good sign.
He laid against your pillows on the bed and you pulled off his boots and placed them on the ground.
Once you had covered him with a blanket you went to get the essentials.
You returned with a damp washcloth, a first aid kit, a bag of frozen peas, a clean towel, a bottle of water and some paracetamol.
“I’m gonna wash your face, okay?”
He nodded and you perched beside him on the edge of the bed.
Carefully you wiped the dried blood from his face with the wash cloth. Next, you dabbed some alcohol onto a cotton ball and held it up.
“This might sting.”
He closed his eyes and you gently ran the cotton over his cuts.
He winced as you wiped his lip and you couldn’t help but feel a pang in your chest.
You didn’t like seeing anyone in pain, and for some reason you felt sick at the thought of anyone hurting Billy.
“You gonna tell me what happened?”
You asked quietly as you applied some cream to the bruises forming across his cheekbone and jaw.
He gazed at you with hooded eyes.
“Max.. She..”
You frowned. “Is she okay?”
He nodded slowly and you wrapped a towel around the frozen peas before offering them to Billy.
He closed his eyes and when he opened them you noticed the way they were glistening with unshed tears.
“Oh, Billy.” You whispered.
He lifted his hand as if he was embarrassed and wiped at his eyes and you noticed blood on his knuckles.
Gently you pulled his hands towards you and you said nothing more as you cleaned the blood and cuts on his hands.
“I’ll let you get some rest. I’ll be on the couch if you need anything.” You stood and started gathering the supplies.
“(Y/N)?”
You met his eye and he reached out for you.
“Can you stay?”
You hesitated for only a moment before nodding and tiptoeing around the bed.
You slid in next to him, the both of you still fully clothed and he raised his arm before pulling you into his side.
You curled up against him and buried your head in his chest.
Neither of you spoke, there was no need.
You traced your fingers over his chest and somewhere between the sound of his heartbeat and his fingers running over your shoulder you both fell into slumber, wrapped in each other’s arms.

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Part Three

The King of Hawkins Goes Soft

Summary: The reader helps chaperone the winter formal, which leads to a very eventful night involving the King of Hawkins. 

Word Count: 2648

Song Pairing: Talking in your Sleep- the romantics https://youtu.be/PtxiZItyYh8

authors note: kinda spoilers for season two? This also doesn’t 100% follow the plot! I had SO much fun writing this!! Let me know what you think!! (single mom Steve is the best Steve)


You smiled to yourself watching the event unfold. Steve was giving some version of a pep talk to Dustin before the winter formal, and you laughed as you saw the deal sealed with a handshake.

Dustin walked by you with a huge grin, “Hey (y/n)!”. He saluted you, and you saluted back matching his grin. You winked, “Good luck tonight soldier”.

By now Steve had parked his car, and was resting against the hood. You walked over to him, “What are you doing here? Hate to break it to ya but you’re a little too old-”.

Steve crossed his arms over his chest, laughing while shaking his head. He smiled, “I gotta keep an eye on the little shits”.

Keep reading

let’s just talk for a moment here. 

I’m gonna say itLena Luthor loves Kara Danvers. loves her. and there are soooo many reasons why. 

first, let’s just list the reasons off the bat, then I’ll explain my reasonings. 

  • donuts
  • lip bites/glances/looks
  • the thirst factor
  • food dates
  • meeting Alex
  • gala
  • flowers
  • her heroics
  • “I’ve never stood behind a man” 
  • “I’m here for you, if you still want that”
  • “I miss you”
  • “I didn’t see your name on the by line”/ “unquit”
  • “I trust you”/Catco
  • heart emoji

ok let’s get started:

first, the doughnuts.

 lena is known for eating healthy. she drinks kombucha. she gets kara to probably eat vegetables. y’know the regular. probably is on a no carb diet. we never see her eating anything bad, because she’s probably been preened all her life to be picture perfect and eat only what’s good for you. but here comes her bff, her gal pal kara danvers, traipsing in with a bag of doughnuts. this happened a couple times, actually. lena indulged in a doughnut for kara. 

the lip bites, holy fuck. I’m going to tie this in with the glances too. because holy mother of god. 

lena is always checking kara out, biting her lip (most likely surprising moans bc hot damn she’s in love with this woman) and the looks. the looks of. pure. unadulterated. love. 

I mean you cannot tell me the look on lena’s face is anything but love? come on. even a blind man could tell. 

next, lena’s thirst factor. 

girl, she is always, always, (almost) always seen with a drink when around kara! 

exhibit A: their first meeting, lena has to pause and get herself a damn glass of water

exhibit B: granted, yes they’re at a restaurant, but lena’s got an almost empty glass, bc hot damnvers kara is something. (lets take in account that kara’s glass is empty)

exhibit C: in the most recent episode 3.01, lena is yet again, shown pouring herself some water bc girl is thirsty af 

exhibit D: oh looky here, Lena’s getting a drink. I am pretty sure Kara just makes her speechless and she needs water to talk

exhibit E: y’all see where I’m going with this, right?

their brunch/lunch/dinner/kombucha dates

lena always seems to have a food date with kara. always. I mean it’s one thing to have one on occasion but they’re known to have these? and I know damn well that kara isn’t always the one to initiate them. lena is probably the one to invite her because she’s rich and offers to feed kara’s immense appetite. 

what about the first time lena was introduced to Alex properly?

this. this is the face of jealousy. she shows up unannounced at kara’s apartment (where’d she even get kara’s address?) and sees this beautiful woman in kara’s apartment and she’s jealous af, and Alex doesn’t let on anything. doesn’t, for a split second, let on that she’s kara’s sister, because I’m pretty sure she knew what Lena’s thoughts were. she knew for a flash of a second, lena was actually jealous, but ew gross, kara is her sister, and that’s when kara finally speaks up, and Lena’s face softens, and she remembers what she actually came over for… 

the gala

she invites, not only kara and supergirl to the gala, but kara’s man friend, mike of the interns, because she doesn’t care. if kara’s friends with this person, she figures she can trust this person too, who tf cares if you met them five seconds ago and could’ve easily told him “It’s an elite party, and I’m inviting kara as my plus one, sorry” but no, she extends an invitation to mike of the interns…

the flowers: plumerias

these are plumerias, for anyone who hasn’t seen them before. they come in all different colors, ranging from blues, pinks, purples, melon, peach, yellow and white. they are an exotic flower, and a bit hard to come by. they have to be imported, usually from Hawaii. they have a few different meanings, but in Chinese, they symbolize love. they mean “I love you” and “you are special” 

and kara’s office, just so happens to be overflown with flowers, most likely plumerias because she mentioned they remind her of her mother, and lena would totally import those flowers and fill her office as a thank you to saving her just because she loves kara. and you know damn well she knows what those flowers mean. she’s smart, we’ll touch on this fact later.

lena being a hero

she is.. its a fact. whether it’s supergirl or kara danvers’s hero, national city’s hero, or anyone’s hero, lena is a hero. 

lena chooses kara and being the hero and will always choose kara and being the hero. when it came to saving jack or saving supergirl, she chose kara over her ex-lover. and we can probably assume that because a) lena is young and b) lena is a luthor, jack was probably her only real relationship. she did love him, you could tell with the emotion from the kiss and even the relaxed-ness of her date with him, they were friends. and she did miss is company, though she wouldn’t date him again. yet then it comes to kara, as supergirl, and she has to choose whether to save jack or end his life to save national city’s hero. she chooses to let jack go, therefore ultimately killing him so she can save kara. she also saves kara’s man child boyfriend from the evil daxamite guard. by shooting him with an alien gun. and she and Winn made whatever that thing was under the table at the gala and it stopped those evildoers from attacking supergirl, and the kicker, my favorite, saving the whole population of national city, not once, but fucking twice.

in s2e8 lena, after finding out her mother is the ringleader of CADMUS, and kara ultimately yells at her and accuses her of knowing what her mother did, etc, still saves national city. she undermines her mother, weasels her way onto her mother’s good side, double-crosses her and makes the medusa virus inert, therefore saving national city’s population of aliens when the only friend she had hated her for the moment. she could’ve easily just given in and killed all the aliens, but she didn’t. she chose to save them because she loves kara and her pro-alien bleeding heart views, even when they sometimes disagree and fight. 

and then again in s2e22, lena, and with the help of Lillian, build a device to rid the planet of the daxamites invading earth. a device that sends out lead into the atmosphere. and she knows what it’ll do. she knows that it’s going to send Mon-el away, and you know she was lowkey happy about that, but she knows it’ll put kara through hell, yet she let’s kara make the ultimate decision to choose whether to go on with it, and kara does. supergirl tells them to use the device. and lena yet again, saves everyone, all because she loves kara and kara is her hero.

and let’s not forget the best time lena was a hero and shot Corbin, therefore saving none other than Special Agent Alex Danvers with the DEO… hot damn, she’s my hero.

lena’s never stood behind a man

*eh hem* I’ll just leave these here. two examples of lena never standing behind a man, because she’s independent and fierce, but Kara is always protecting her and she lets kara/supergirl. we know damn well lena can hold her own, she is a Luthor after all, but she lets kara take the forefront and she stands behind her with grace and poise and love and admiration. 

“I’m here for you, if you still want that”

Lena knows the hell kara is going through. she knows that kara lost her man child thing of a boyfriend she liked for five days. and kara is going through hell. and yet, she’s still cautious. I think this is one of the most significant things ever and we’re going to dissect for a second here. in the second image: kara tells lena “I’m right here” letting lena know she can talk to her and she wants her to, she’s almost willing her to. 

yet in the top image, lena adds the “if you still want that”. she is letting kara know a few things here. a) that she feels guilty over the lead being released in the atmosphere b) she doesn’t want to use kara, because she’s not a talker herself. her walls are always built up so sturdy until kara breaks them down with her super strength and c) she doesn’t want to lose kara. she’s letting her know she’s there if kara wants her because its kara’s choice. she’s not going to force kara into being her friend just because kara is the only friend she has in national city and she will be ready to help kara any way she needs when the time comes. 

“I miss you” 

this also follows with the “if you still want that” because she’s telling kara that she’s being ignored, but she’s not pushing. she knows that kara is distancing herself. but she still lets kara know in a subtle way that she’s still here, she still loves her and that she truly misses her best friend. she just misses her. she misses Kara Danvers, the girl she’s falling in love with more and more as each day passes.

“I didn’t see your name on the by line”/”unquit”

now, first off, kara does anything lena suggests. Lena suggests, she become a reporter and guess who becomes one? Kara. lena tells her in such an unprofessional manner to “unquit” her job. and according to my laptop, unquit isn’t even a word, yet it came out of poised, perfect, prestined Lena Luthor’s mouth. “unquit” 

so kara unquits, and lena sends a heart emoji

a red heart emoji. man, do I have some words about this. Lena, you little lesbian in love with your bestie, damn. lena could’ve easily replied back with a “okay” or “sounds great” or even a “see you tomorrow!” or if we’re going the emoji route: a smiley face, a thumbs up, or fuck idk, a yellow heart? because lena is very, very, very smart. and we all know she knows the meanings that colors represent. like how yellow means happiness, friendship, sunshine, and energy, yet miss luthor sent kara a red heart. red meaning love, passion, heat. you can’t tell me she doesn’t know what they meant. she could’ve replied with so many different ways, yet she chooses a red heart.

and lets not forget the last points: lena buys fricken catco–– “I trust you”

lena “I bought your job for you and I have no fucking idea how to run catco” luthor bought a multimillion dollar corporation so a sexist bottle of cheap cologne couldn’t and she has literally no idea how to run the company, yet she’s enlisting and trusting her best friend and the woman she likes to run it with her. she bought kara a company. because kara asked and she 

lena just dropped everything, and potentially could ruin her career for this woman, and she did it all out of love. 

she even admits to not even knowing how to run the place! yet, just because kara asked, she did it. kara says “jump” and lena asks “how high”. the girl will do anything for the woman she loves. 


anyway, so those are my thoughts and reasonings as to why I believe lena is in love with kara. you can agree or disagree, leave your opinions if you like, but if you’re anti-supercorp please do not leave your opinion. 


*please note: gifs and pictures are NOT mine and I will not take credit for them, I simply borrowed them from the internet. also I stg if the gifs don’t load I will cry, I don’t know if they actually will, let’s hope.

edit: none of the gifs loaded I hate everything… oh fucking well, you get my point and y’all probably know what each gif is a scene of anyway… fml

I’m literally at the point in my life where I exhale softly and swear under my breath when I see nice office supplies and nothing else

Missing Bughead scene from 2x06

“I’m doing this to protect you.”

The words filtered through his brain like liquid fire, he was hurting, and it burned, but.. god there were ashes, there was hope.

There had to be a reason, something so painful and difficult it made raindrop tears gather in the corner of Betty Coopers haunted green eyes.

“I love you, I don’t think I can stop.”

She loved him, she had said so surrounded by his new family and his old, dirt under his boots and that flimsy white tank top that made it hard for Jughead not to run his fingers over the bare skin of her arms. She looked like something out of a dream, The Beautiful and wholesome Sandra Dee to his double edged, hard knock life Danny Zuko. She was holding something though, something so heavy he could practically see the physical weight of the burden on her shoulders.

She was pressed against the glass window of Reggie Mantles slick black camaro, teeth tearing into the soft skin of her perfectly pink lips. She wasn’t speaking and neither was he, both teens were thoroughly shook from the events that had just taken place. They were scared, and…damn it seemed like they both had reasons to be, it was about time Jughead found out Betty’s.

The car jolted to a stop, Betty snapping forward, her eyes quickly landing on Jugheads.

“What’s the matter?! What’s happening?! we can’t just stop, the police!” She was frantic, her fingers reaching for her cell phone as “unknown” flashed on the screen for the third time in the past fifteen minutes.

“Call it a pit stop, you wanna answer that call Betty?” Jugheads voice was calm and level, every nerve of his body was vibrating but he was calm on the outside. They were going to talk about this and they were going to talk about it now.

The ringing came to an abrupt stop and Betty dropped the phone to the space between the seats

“No.” She whispered “No I’m not.” Her eyes catching his, if he wanted to talk about it She was ready, he could tell from the flicker in her eyes.

“You said..” Jughead cleared his throat, mouth dry with anxiety “you said that I wouldn’t understand, that you were trying to protect me? Betty who are you protecting me from?”

The beautiful blonde in the seat beside him took an audibly shaky breath, her fingers twisting together as she stared down at her hands before she began

“I’ve been getting… calls. I’ve been getting calls from the black hood, a lot of calls.” She whispered, the words sounding almost robotic as she repeated what she had told Veronica “you remember the letter? How he said he’s doing this all for me? Well, he meant it, when I talk to him, when I listen to him, he doesn’t hurt anyone, he doesn’t kill. I’m stopping him, but only if I listen. He…” Betty released her fingers placing a hesitant hand on Jugheads arm, not surprised to see the anger in his eyes. “He said he would hurt you unless I cut everything off. He won’t leave me alone. He… he’s obsessed with me.”

It was a silent for a moment, processing time, no time to think, just absorb, take it in.

But only for a second.

His lips were on hers, his fingers threading through her ponytail as he knocked the tiny red bandana from her hair. He was whispering something against her lips, it sounded like a prayer as he pushed his forehead against hers.

“I love you.” He whispered “I’m sorry.”

Betty’s hands came up to cup his cheeks

“I love you, don’t be sorry. I’m sorry I sent Archie, I couldn’t face you. I knew… I knew you would be able to tell, I knew that you would know I was lying. You know me Jughead, better than anyone else.”

The young Serpents face contorted into something of pure anguish

“I don’t though, I gave up on you. I stopped believing in you, in us. Betty I have to tell you something.” His voice cracked, a broken sound that ripped right through Betty’s heart, a worried frown marring her perfect features.

“It’s okay.” She whispered, fingers stroking his cheeks “it’s okay, you can tell me.”

He couldn’t look at her, not after this, not after everything seemed to be falling into place for the moment and he was about to destroy whatever peace they had made.

“Me and Toni… we kissed, we kissed more than once.” The words fell from his lips, his eyes searching hers desperately for something, anything.

Slowly but agonizingly painful her fingers slipped from his face, her body pushing closer to the Camaros door.

“I saw you.” She whispered a far away look in her eyes “at Pops, with her, just the day after. You were happy, she makes you happy.”

“No!” Jughead came close to wailing “no, it’s not like that. She’s my friend, she knows I could never be over you. Betty I love you. It was a heat of the moment thing. I thought you were gone. You make me happy, I love you Betty Cooper.” He dropped his forward to hers, tears falling to his cheeks and onto the leather of his jacket. He pulled her closer, the emergency brake digging into her thigh.

After a few moment of painful silence that seemed to go on for hours, Betty spoke

“We have things we need to work on. We have things we still need to talk about, work through, but… I’m here and so are you and I think… I know we can get through this… together.” Her eyes finally found his, sadness still there but something new, something familiar.

She was Tired. Tired of fighting it, tired of being away from him. Just tired, and so was he and there was still a war going on, still things being thrown at them from every direction but…

They were here, and that?

That meant everything.

The Game (Ethan Dolan)

Originally posted by punishmedolans

Ethan Dolan was the boy your mother warned you about. He was the bad boy who could lure you in with a single smile. Of course nobody listened to their mother and fell for him anyways. He got what he wanted and then moved on to the next one. I was probably the only one who listened to my mother, and Ethan hated that. I swore to myself I wouldn’t fall for his games, but boy did he try! Grayson was my best friend so every time I went over to their place Ethan was there trying to win me over with his pretty boy charm.

“Gray, I’m here to help you.” I yelled as I entered their apartment.

Grayson texted me this morning asking me to come over and help him edit the new video for their youtube channel. Of course I accepted even though that meant I’d have to deal with Ethan. It wasn’t that I hated Ethan, well never mind I totally hated him.

“I’ve got a problem, can you help me?” Ethan asked suddenly appearing behind me.

I rolled my eyes trying to ignore the obnoxious boy.

“Grayson!” I called again.

“He’s at the warehouse." Ethan said.

I went to walk out of the door but Ethan grabbed my arm.

"He didn’t exactly invite you over today.” He said with that stupid playboy smirk on his face.

“you’ve got to be kidding me.” I groaned feeling the steam come out of my ears.

“I used his phone to text you because I knew you wouldn’t accept my invite but you would accept Grayson’s." Ethan said.

"okay, I’m out of here.” I said rolling my eyes trying to walk away again.

Ethan ran in front of me blocking me from leaving.

“Now that you here why don’t you hang out with me? I mean what could be better than hanging out with Ethan Dolan?” He scoffed fixing the collar of his shirt.

“I could think of a million things better than hanging out with you.” I said crossing my arms over my chest.

Ethan chuckled before flashing his smile. I’ll have to admit his smile was breathtaking that’s probably why all the girls fell for it. I mentally scolded myself for thinking this way.

“Come on Y/N we both know you don’t mean that." Ethan smirked.

"Yes I do now move.” I said getting annoyed now.

“make me move.” He smirked.

“How about I just punch you instead?” I asked putting my hands on my hips.

“feisty, I like it.” He smirked.

“Y/N?”

I turned around relieved to see Grayson who was looking rather confused.

“what are you doing here?” He asked giving me a hug.

“your brother messaged me from your phone saying you needed my help with editing.” I said rolling my eyes.

“guilty.” Ethan smirked.

Grayson rolled his eyes checking his phone.

“don’t worry, I’ll put a lock on my phone so that doesn’t happen again.” Grayson said ignoring Ethan.

“oh come on Gray it was a harmless gesture. I just wanted to hang out with a beautiful girl.” Ethan said raising his hands in defense.

“well now that you’re here want to hang out with just me?” Grayson asked making sure to emphasize the just him part.

I nodded my head following him to his room. Thankfully Ethan got the hint and didn’t follow us.

“I’m sorry about him.” Grayson said turning on Netflix.

“It’s fine Gray, really.” I said shrugging my shoulders.

“He makes me so mad sometimes. He gets all the girls and then he treats them like crap. He’s stolen all of my girlfriends, and now girls only talk to me to get closer to E. Even worse I feel like people only come to our channel for Ethan.” Grayson confessed.

“I hope you know I’m not like that G. I like hanging out with you, just you. Besides the Dolan twins would be nothing without you I mean it’s not called the Ethan Dolan channel.” I said giving him a smile.

“I know, and you have no idea how much you rock for that.” He said giving me a hug.

“so Hawaiian pizza and Netflix?” I asked giving him a smile.

“would we be best friends if we did anything else?” He asked laughing.

Grayson and I watched Netflix and ate pizza for a couple hours before I decided to go home. I gave Grayson a hug before walking out of his bedroom. Ethan sat on the couch with his tongue down some girls throat.

“get a room.” I scoffed covering my eyes.

I heard Ethan laughing as he pulled away from the girl.

“why you jealous?” Ethan asked.

“as if.” I scoffed.

“who’s she?” the girl spoke up.

“oh just some girl who has a huge crush on me but I turned her down.” Ethan told the girl.

“please like you could handle me?” I sassed putting my hands on my hips.

“is that a challenge?” Ethan asked standing in front of me.

Ethan was unbelievably attractive which made me hate him even more. We stared each other down. I wasn’t going to fall in to his trap.

“uh Ethan?” the girl spoke up from the couch.

“not now Natalie.” Ethan said.

“It’s Naomi.” She scoffed.

“I don’t care.” He sassed back.

“You’re pathetic.” I said rolling my eyes at him.

“ouch babe that hurt.” He said putting a hand over his heart.

“congratulations you have a dick, doesn’t mean you have to act like one.” I said glaring at him.

“if I wanted a bitch, I would’ve bought a dog.” Ethan sassed back.

“I’m sorry, was I meant to be offended? The only thing that really irks me is your face.” I said glaring directly at him.

“You’re just jealous because I have a line of girls waiting to be with me.” He said very confidently.

I looked over at Naomi who was just staring uncomfortably.

“Naomi, is it? You might want to get out now, Ethan here thinks it’s cool to break hearts and he feels no remorse about it. He’s a player, and you’re better off without him." I said looking at the girl.

Naomi looked at me and then at Ethan.

"wow clearly you two have some unresolved chemistry, I’m just going to go, bye Ethan.” Naomi said before leaving.

I rolled my eyes. Unresolved chemistry my ass!

“and that’s my cue to leave.” I said walking towards the door but again Ethan stopped me.

“I’m a player huh?” He asked like he didn’t already know.

“you didn’t know, not surprising.” I said rolling my eyes.

“well then, If I’m such a player than let’s play a game. Let’s sweet talk, let’s play fight, let’s talk 24/7, let’s tell each other good morning and goodnight everyday, let’s give each other nicknames, let’s flirt, let’s cuddle, let’s go on dates, let’s hug and kiss, and the first one that falls in love with the other person loses.” Ethan proposed.

I didn’t even have to think about it before answering.

“no way in hell am I doing any of that with you.” I growled.

“why? afraid you’re going to fall in love with me?” He smirked.

Ethan Dolan was not afraid to push my buttons and honestly it was kind of hot. WAIT WHAT ARE YOU SAYING YOU HATE HIM!

“please, the only person falling in love will be you with me.” I said getting in his face.

“then I guess it’s on.” He said getting back in my face.

“oh it’s on, and when you fall in love with me I can’t wait to break your heart and give you a taste of your own medicine.” I seethed.

What in the hell was I agreeing too? Ethan knew that making me mad would work that little asshole! Ethan bit his lip looking at me. Suddenly he put his lips on mine kissing me. I quickly pushed him off giving him a what the hell look.

“I said let’s hug and kiss, you know unless my kissing affects you that much.” He said confidently.

I grabbed the back of his head smashing his lips on mine. He was surprised at first but kissed me back. He licked my lip asking for entrance but I didn’t allow it. Ethan grabbed my butt squeezing it making me gasp. He took that time to slip his tongue in my mouth. Our tongues fought for dominance and surprisingly mine won. I backed Ethan up until he was forced to sit on the couch. I straddled his lap not breaking our kiss. I could feel him growing harder underneath me as I was grinding on his lap. He went to kiss me deeper but I pulled away leaving him wanting more. I got off of his lap now fully seeing how turned on he was.

“oops, did I do that.” I smirked pointing to Ethan’s growing erection.

He rolled his eyes grabbing a pillow to cover his crotch. 

“please, you don’t affect me at all.” Ethan said.

“that says otherwise.” I said grabbing the pillow he was using to cover up how turned on he really was.

He rolled his eyes glaring at me.

“It’s okay, two can play at this game.” He smirked.

“what the hell does that mean?” I asked.

“oh you’ll find out pretty girl. I can’t wait to win this game.” He said standing up.

“well you won’t win so keep on dreaming.” I said glaring at him.

I walked towards the door opening it, waiting for Ethan to say something else but he didn’t. I turned around giving him an annoyed look.

“what no annoying comments?” I asked.

“you’re cute.” Ethan said giving me a smile.

I scoffed rolling my eyes before walking out the door. The worst part was, I felt my heart racing at his words. An that smile, god that smile killed me. I drove home trying to get my mind off of Ethan Dolan. I lied awake fantasizing about his perfect lips. Ethan may be the biggest douche bag to walk this planet but I can’t say he isn’t good at what he does. His lips fit mine so perfectly, it drove me crazy. I woke up the next morning with a text from Ethan.

Ethan: good morning my beautiful princess <3

: your princess? baby boy I don’t belong to anyone.

Ethan: How’d you sleep? Have any dreams about me?

: ha you wish. I didn’t think about you at all, why were you thinking about me?

of course I wouldn’t admit to Ethan that I was up all night thinking about him. His ego is already inflated enough.

Ethan: how could I not think about you? You’re incredibly beautiful and everything I’ve ever wanted in a girl.

I could feel the breath hitch in my throat. Nobody had ever said something that nice too me. I keep forgetting who were talking about here, it’s Ethan Dolan he probably says that to every girl he talks too. Why wasn’t he sassing me back though? It was no fun unless he reacted to it. So many thoughts were swirling in my mind that I realized I hadn’t answered his text.

:how many times have you used that line on a girl.

Ethan: You’re cute when you’re fighting my affection. So ready for our date today?

: date? since when do we have a date?

Ethan: since that was part of the game remember? Don’t worry I already planned everything out, just make sure you wear something casual.

I didn’t know why but a small smile formed on my face as I thought of Ethan planning a date for us.

: ugh fine, when should I be ready?

Ethan: that’s the spirit, and I’ll pick you up in an hour!

I rolled my eyes putting down my phone. What was I getting myself into? I looked through my clothes trying on a couple different outfits. If I were hanging out with Grayson I would just throw on a sweatshirt and some sweatpants. Why was I trying so hard? Since when did I care what Ethan thought about me? Eventually I settled for some white skinny jeans and a black and white crop top with sandals. I finished my look with some light makeup and added a black bow in my hair. My phone lit up with a text from Grayson.

Grayson: hey want to hang out today? Ethan won’t be here, he’s taking some poor girl on a date.“

I felt bad. I was probably the only girl that Grayson talked to anymore and here I was going behind his back with his twin brother.

: sorry Gray, I have plans but maybe later?

Grayson: yeah that sounds great! I’ll message you later! 

I was about to respond when there was a knock on my door. I opened it to reveal a smiling Ethan. He was holding a single rose.

"for you princess.” He said handing me the rose.

I rolled my eyes muttering a thank you. Damn he was really trying. I walked over to my kitchen putting the rose in a vase of water. I was trying not to stare at Ethan but I couldn't deny he looked good. He wore ripped skinny jeans, a fitted t-shirt and his black vans.

“alright let’s just get today over with.” I said blowing a piece of hair from my face.

Ethan smiled extending his hand for me to take. I gave him a look.

“the game is to act like a couple, and couples hold hands.” He said grabbing my hand an intertwining our fingers.

I would be lying if I said I didn’t like it even a little bit. He opened my car door waiting for me to get in. Before he let go of my hand he placed a light kiss on it making me blush ever so slightly. He got in the car starting it up.

“so where are we going on this date, that is totally not a date.” I asked glancing over at him.

“well one it is a date and two it's a surprise.” He said not taking his eyes off the road.

“It’s not a date and I hate surprises.” I muttered.

“It is a date and trust me you’ll like this one.” He said smiling.

I sighed looking out the window. After a couple of minutes of just silence I felt Ethan grab my hand again intertwining our fingers. 

“you look beautiful today, but you look beautiful everyday.” He said finally glancing at me.

Wow. Reading that in a text is one thing, but the words actually coming out of Ethan’s mouth made my heart race. I couldn’t fall for him, and I definitely wasn’t losing this game. I mean that’s what this was all about after all.

“You don’t look too bad yourself Ethan. In fact as soon as I saw you in my doorway I was thinking some impure thoughts.” I purred.

Ethan’s grip on the steering wheel got tighter as he bit his lip. I laughed to myself Y/N one, Ethan zero. I wasn’t done pushing it though. I removed my hand from his and placed it on his thigh. I started rubbing it ever so slightly making him shiver. Ethan gave me a look and honestly I was dying to know what was going on in his head right now.

“you’re trying to kill me Y/N.” Ethan breathed.

“oops.” I smirked moving my hand off his thigh.

He lets out a shaky breath making me laugh again. Ethan was making this too easy.

“and we’re here.” He said pulling the car into a parking lot.

I looked out at the pier surrounded by the beautiful water. I couldn’t fight the smile that appeared on my face. I hated him but he did know how to impress a girl. 

“do you like it?” He asked.

I looked over at him and he was giving me a hopeful look.

“we’ll see.” I said smirking.

He got out of the car running over to my side and opening my door.

“so what are we doing here?” I asked looking at how beautiful the view was.

“well I thought we could take a boat out and have a picnic on the water.” Ethan said grabbing my hand once again.

I felt myself blushing. No one has ever put in this much effort to take me on a date before.

“I can’t believe I’m saying this but that actually sounds like fun.” I said looking at him shyly.

“hold on did thee Y/N just compliment me? Hallelujah it’s a great day!” Ethan yelled earning strange looks from other people on the pier.  

“don’t get used to it Dolan.” I said rolling my eyes.

He laughed before walking us down the pier. He held my hand the entire time. I looked up at him feeling my heart race again. Why do the bad boys always look so good? It wasn’t fair. I saw that Ethan was staring back at me.

“take a picture Dolan it will last longer.” I scoffed.

“you know what that’s a great idea.” He said taking his phone out and snapping a picture of me.

“I didn’t mean it literally.” I said laughing a little.

“well I need a picture to prove that angels truly exist.” He smirked bumping his shoulder into mine.

“ooh that was bad E, I thought you had better game than that.” I said laughing at him.

For once his flirting wasn’t annoying the crap out of me.

“oh baby this is just the beginning.” He said.

We arrived at the end of the pier where the boats were parked. Ethan got the boat keys out of his pocket before stepping into a cute little white boat. He held out his hand helping me in, but me being me tripped and fell. Before I could hit the ground I felt two strong arms wrap around me. I looked up to see Ethan smirking.

“looks like you’re already falling for me.” He joked.

I cracked up laughing as I steadied myself.

“now that was better.” I said still laughing.

“you know it’s been five minutes and you haven’t insulted me once.” He said starting up the boat.

“Hey Ethan?” I asked

“what?” He responded.

“you’re an idiot.” I said smirking at him.

“there she is, that’s the girl I know.” He laughed.

He pulled the boat away, speeding across the water. I sat there in silence letting the wind blow through my hair. It was actually kind of peaceful, you know if I wasn’t with Ethan. I couldn’t see any sign of land now, we were just surrounded by water and each other. Ethan stopped the boat just letting it float on the waves. He stared at me as I stared at the view.

“why do you keep doing that.” I asked looking at him.

“doing what?” He asked playing dumb.

“staring at me? and if you say it’s because you think I’m beautiful, I’m going to punch you.” I threatened.

Ethan laughed before looking at me again.

“I guess I’m just trying to figure you out, you’re different, not what I expected.” He said coming over and taking the seat beside me.

“I don’t like to do what people expect. Then they expect it all the time and are disappointed when you change.” I said shrugging my shoulders.

“so if you disappoint them from the start you’re covered.” He said laughing.

“yeah something like that.” I laughed along too.

“well then you screwed up.” Ethan said scooting closer to me.

“how?” I asked.

“well you’ve never disappointed me.” He said dangerously close to my face.

I didn’t know what I was doing, it’s as if I wasn’t in control of my body. Ethan leaned down placing his lips on mine and I let him. This kiss was just as good as the first one. This time however, I was the one licking his lip asking for entrance which of course he allowed. I don’t know what was coming over me but I couldn’t stop myself. Ethan gripped my hips bringing me closer to him. I shivered at his touch on my bare skin. I knew I had to stop this before it went any farther. I placed my hands on his chest pushing him back a little bit.

“we should eat, don’t want that food to go to waste.” I said slowing my breathing.

He nodded his head pulling out the picnic basket. Inside he had all my favorite foods. We ate in silence, the whole time Ethan just stared at me and I stared back at him. I couldn’t help but blush. To be honest, I’ve never even had a boyfriend before and certainly no one who put this much effort in to spending a day with me. I shouldn’t feel special though, I had to remember he was only good at what he does because he's had a lot of practice. I sighed and let my eyes wander out to the water. A pod of dolphins were swimming right near our boat.

“look dolphins!” I said rushing towards the side of the boat.

I watched the dolphins swim gracefully through the water. Ethan got up joining me too.

“wow it’s beautiful.” Ethan said admiring the sea creatures.

I looked over at Ethan, he looked like a little boy seeing something for the first time, for once he had real emotion behind his eyes. Suddenly a rough wave hit the side of the boat sending me straight in the water. I started to panic, I couldn’t swim. I struggled in the water before I felt myself slowly sinking.

“Y/N!” Ethan screamed.

 He ripped his shirt off before diving in the water. He grabbed me by my waist pulling my head above water.

“Ethan I can’t swim.” I cried out.

“It’s okay I got you.” He said swimming towards the boat.

Ethan pushed me back up on the boat before pulling himself up. He rushed over taking my face in his hands.

“are you okay.” He asked stroking my cheeks with his thumbs.

I coughed up a little bit of water before nodding my head slowly. I felt embarrassed.  

“you scared the hell out of me do you know that?” Ethan said looking in my eyes.

I looked back in his eyes. They looked genuine, like he was really worried about me. Maybe I had him all wrong. Maybe he wasn’t the terrible person I made him out to be. Maybe I was the terrible person.

“I would’ve let me drown if I were you, from how mean I’ve been to you.” I said giving him a small smile, my voice still a little hoarse.

“what are you crazy? then I would have to start taking out girls who actually like me.” He joked sitting beside me.

“please like you could find any.” I said laying my head on his shoulder.

“see who needs affection when you have blind hatred.” He said wrapping an arm around me.

“you know I don’t actually hate you right?” I said lifting my head to look at him.

“honestly you could’ve fooled me.” He said looking down at me.

“I just think it isn’t fair that you make girls fall for you and then crush them by moving on to someone else. You know you can get any girl you want and you use that to your advantage.” I said honestly.

Ethan looked down at his feet like he was contemplating what I had just said.

“You’re right I am an asshole and a player but it’s only because I know what I want. I’m looking for something real and all the girls I’ve been with haven’t been real with me. They only want to be with me because they think I’m good looking, or because they like guys that are muscular, or because Gray and I are famous now. Nobody has ever liked me for me, so I feel like I have to put on this bad boy act to keep myself from getting hurt.” He admitted still looking down at the ground.

Wow. I didn’t think there was any depth to Ethan but here he was pouring his heart out to me.

“Ethan, I don’t know what to say.” I admitted looking at the boy.

“plus, I can’t get any girl I want. I want you and you seem to be quite the challenge.” He said smirking.

I rolled my eyes, gosh he was cheesy.

“I’m not an easy prize to be won Ethan Dolan you’ll have to try harder than that.” I said laughing. 

“not everyone can be an expert at love Y/N.” He said looking at me.

I was the one looking at my feet now.

“actually, I’ve never even had a boyfriend.” I said looking up at his surprised face.

“wait you’re serious?” He said still in shock.

“Is it that surprising?” I asked suddenly feeling self conscious.

“well yeah, I mean you’re perfect. You’re beautiful, smart, and funny. Any guy would be crazy not to want to go out with you.” He said.

I could feel the heat return to my cheeks.

“do you really mean that Ethan, or are you just saying that to win the game?” I said laughing a little.

“I mean every single word." 

He leaned down quickly pecking me on the lips. It was simple but I think that was my favorite kiss we shared only because it was full of raw emotion. Ethan and I just sat and talked for what felt like hours. We told each other embarrassing stories from when we were little and talked about our favorite things. I didn’t realize how late it had gotten until my phone lit up with a text from Grayson.

Grayson: are you done with your thing? I’m bored and need my best friend. Ethan hasn’t texted me either, it must be going well with the girl. Poor, stupid girl doesn’t know what she’s getting in to.

"oh no!” I said looking at my phone.

“what’s wrong?” Ethan asked.

“I told Grayson we could hang out later tonight.” I said.

Ethan looked out at the water clenching his jaw.

“so you and Grayson huh.” He said still looking at the water.

“why are you jealous?” I asked smirking.

“no, why would I be jealous. This is a game remember. I could care less who you talk too.” He snapped starting up the boat.

I was taken back. What happened to the sweet boy from a couple of seconds ago?

“clearly someone is on their period.” I said rolling my eyes.

“whatever.” Ethan growled.

We sat in silence the rest of the way back to the pier. He stopped the boat hopping out to the pier. He didn’t wait for me and started to walk away. I can’t believe how ignorant he was being! I jumped out of the boat nearly falling in the water again. I had to run down the pier to keep up with him. He got in the car slamming the door shut.

“what is your problem?” I snapped.

“I don’t have a problem.” He snapped back.

I rolled my eyes turning away from him. I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I was starting to believe he wasn’t a complete asshole but he just ruined that. He took the turn to go to his house making me alarmed.

“where are you going?” I asked.

“to our house, you said your hanging out with Grayson.” He growled.

“No you have to take me home first, I can’t show up with you then he’ll know that you took me on a date.” I said turning towards him.

Ethan had a hard look in his eyes and he was still clenching his jaw.

“what don’t want to be seen with me?” Ethan snapped.

“actually no, I don’t.” I sassed back.

Ethan rolled his eyes before turning around and driving to my house. He pulled up at my house not saying anything. I gave him a look before getting out. He pulled away quickly speeding down the road. I quickly ran in changing my outfit, throwing one of the sweatshirts Grayson gave me over my head. I go back outside getting in my car and heading over to Grayson’s. I arrived shortly but Ethan’s car wasn’t there. I shrugged my shoulders getting out of the car and walking in the apartment.

“you’re here!” Grayson said running over to give me a hug.

I smiled returning his hug.

“how was your day?” He asked putting some popcorn in the microwave.

“I don’t know honestly.” I said shrugging my shoulders.

“how don’t you know?” He asked laughing.

“Grayson it’s so complicated I don’t even understand it.” I said joining in on his laughter.

He pulled out the popcorn, walking in to their living room. I followed him sitting on the couch.

“It’s your turn to pick a movie.” He said tossing me the remote.

I smiled at him scrolling through the Netflix movies.

“by the way nice sweatshirt.” He said throwing a piece of popcorn at me.

I scoffed before getting a piece and throwing it back at him. Soon Grayson and I had got in a huge food fight. Before I could throw another piece at him he tackled me off the couch on the floor. He was sitting on me while holding my arms above my head.

“get off of me you loser.” I laughed struggling under him.

“not until you say that I’m the greatest.” Grayson said laughing too.

Grayson and I just had a naturally playful relationship, but I didn’t see him as anything more than a friend and as far as I know he didn’t see me as anything more than a friend either.

“my mother told me to never tell a lie Dolan.” I smirked sticking my tongue out at him.

Grayson was about to respond when the front door slammed open. Ethan walked in followed by a girl I had never seen before.

“get a room.” He growled at me and Grayson.

Grayson got off of me giving me a hand up.

“who’s this?” Grayson asked gesturing towards the girl.

“Victoria.” Ethan said simply looking at me.

“It’s Vanessa.” She said giving Ethan a dirty look.

“oh well Hi Vanessa, Y/N and I are watching a movie out here.” Grayson said looking at Vanessa and then his twin.

“I love movies.” Vanessa said looking at Ethan.

“I guess we’re watching a movie then.” Ethan said.

I looked at Grayson rolling my eyes. The last thing I wanted was to watch Ethan stick his tongue down some other girls throat, like who the hell did he think he was. He was the sweetest person earlier and now he was bringing home some girl. I sound jealous, I am most definitely not jealous. I really need to stop.

“well it’s Y/N’s turn to pick a movie.” Grayson said sitting on the one side of the couch.

Ethan sat down pulling Vanessa in to his lap. I picked a random movie before sitting down beside Grayson.

“I’m sorry, this isn’t how I wanted tonight to go.” Grayson whispered in my ear for only me to hear.

I gave him a smile before laying my head on his shoulder. Grayson wrapped an arm around me pulling me closer to him.

“you really have to stop apologizing for your brothers stupidity.” I whispered before laughing.

Grayson busted out laughing making Ethan look over at us. I looked at him giving him a smirk. Suddenly Ethan grabbed Vanessa, kissing her roughly. She immediately kissed back starting a full blown make out session between the two. He was trying to make me jealous, but I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. I ignored him, giving all my attention to Grayson. Eventually the movie became something in the background, Grayson and I were making fun of each other and just telling silly jokes to make each other laugh.

“tell me Gray, how many times did your mom drop E on his head when he was a baby?” I asked giggling.

I doubt Ethan heard me seeing as he was too busy making out with Vanessa.

“oh, way too many times to count.” Grayson said making me laugh even more.

“I don’t think Vanessa is very smart either.” I joked looking at the girl.

“I’ve probably met rocks smarter than that girl. Plus she has to be pretty dumb to go out with Ethan.” Grayson said which caused another fit of laughter from the both of us.

“I mean he forgot her name, who sticks around after that!” I exclaimed.

“I don’t know, obviously Victoria.” He said.

I couldn’t stop laughing. Grayson was just that person that you couldn’t be upset when you were around him. I was truly thankful for that!

“I’ll be right back G.” I said getting up.

I went to the restroom using it quickly. I washed my hands before walking out. As soon as I opened the door Ethan was standing there with an angry look on his face. 

“what’s so funny?” He asked.

I looked up at him smirking.

“wouldn’t you like to know?” I sassed.

He growled pushing me back in the bathroom before closing the door.

“How’s Victoria?” I asked purposefully getting her name wrong.

“she’s great, probably the best kisser I’ve ever met.” He said glaring at me.

“so that’s why you can’t remember her name right?” I smirked again.

He clenched his jaw, getting upset.

“look just stop flirting with Grayson, it’s getting annoying.” He growled looking at me.

“you’re not my boss, so I can do whatever I feel like. Besides you said yourself it’s just a game remember.” I growled back at him.

“why do you have to be so complicated?” He growled.

“Me? You’re the one that said all this stuff on our date and then started acting like a dick out of nowhere. Than you bring some stupid girl home and spend the whole time with your tongue down her throat, now if you’ll excuse me I’d like to get back to my friend!” I said pushing Ethan out of the way and exiting the bathroom.

Who the hell did he think he was? He couldn’t tell me what to do! Why was he acting like this? I sat back down next to Grayson still wrapping my head around everything.

“uh what happened to you?” Grayson asked looking at me.

I was about to respond when Ethan stormed in the room.

“I’m sorry Victoria, I need you to leave.” He said pointing to the door.

Grayson looked at me giving me a confused look. Vanessa got up stopping in front of Ethan. She slapped him hard on the cheek.

“It’s Vanessa, and by the way I was only with you because you’re famous!” She said before storming out of their apartment.

Ethan stood by the door breathing heavily.

“should I leave?” I asked Grayson who was staring at Ethan.

“No, wouldn’t want to ruin your date!” Ethan snapped.

Grayson and I looked at each other before busting up laughing making Ethan even angrier.

“Ethan we are not on a date. Y/N is my friend, we always have movie nights, but we aren’t on a date.” Grayson said looking at a dumbfounded Ethan. 

“I really should head out Gray, it’s getting late. Goodbye Grayson.” I said standing up and giving him a hug.

I walked past Ethan giving him a smirk.

“goodnight Ethan.” I said giving a fake smile.

“why didn’t you tell me you didn’t like Grayson like that?” He whispered staring me down.

“you never asked. so next time instead of being jealous and turning into a gigantic asshole, just talk to me.” I said patting his arm.

I walked out of their apartment immediately pulling out my phone and sending a quick text to Ethan.

: you’re making winning this game too easy, better step up your game Dolan. I think I have a new name for you, Mr. I’m Jealous.

I laughed getting a quick response from Ethan.

Ethan: I wasn’t jealous.

: Sure Jan.

Ethan: I wasn’t!

: and I quote “stop flirting with Grayson, it’s getting annoying.”

Ethan: fine, I may have been a little jealous…

: a little?

Ethan: look I already admitted I was jealous.

: I know, I’m just having way too much fun with making you fall for me.

Ethan: you just wait darling, I’ve got a few tricks up my sleeve that will have to begging to be my girlfriend.

: Sure Jan.

I laughed as I pulled in to my apartment complex. I stared at my phone waiting for Ethan to text back. I took a deep breath realizing what I was doing. You Like Him my subconscious screamed. I don’t like him! or do I? I can’t like him, he was no good for me, I would just end up getting my heart broken. But the way he saved you from drowning today, and he was so worried about you my subconscious argued making me scream. My phone lit up snapping me out of my thoughts. I ran over picking it up, hoping it was Ethan. wait what? I looked to see it was just Gray.

Grayson: what the hell was up with Ethan tonight?

: on his period probably?

Grayson: I mean he’s just never acted that way with a girl before. If I didn’t know any better I’d say Ethan likes you.

I nervously laughed looking at the text. I wanted to tell Grayson about the game and our date today but I knew he’d be really hurt.

: ha, that’s a good joke G.

Grayson: I know right? I’m shuddering at the thought of you and Ethan together!

I took a deep breath, would it really be so bad? I mentally scolded myself, I don’t even know who I am anymore!  

: oh gosh me too that’s gross!

Grayson: well I’m glad you haven’t fallen for Ethan’s stupid game. I’ll text you tomorrow, got to get my beauty sleep! goodnight Y/N!

: goodnight G!

I didn’t get any sleep that night though. “I’m glad you haven’t fallen for Ethan’s stupid game.” replayed in my head and tormented me all night. I wasn’t sure if I did or not, I mean I agreed to his game but was I really falling for the boy I swore I never would fall for? I woke up to a loud knocking on my door making me groan. I got up quickly checking myself in the mirror before opening the door. Ethan stood their smiling and holding another rose.

“what are you doing here?” I asked stepping aside so he could come in.

“thought I’d come make you breakfast.” He said walking inside carrying a little bag.

“you want to make me breakfast?” I asked giving him a look.

“as an apology, you know for being such an ass last night.” He said sitting the bag on my kitchen counter.

“yeah, you were an ass last night.” I said stifling a laugh.

“I thought we got past this!” He said laughing a little too.

“it depends what are you making me for breakfast?” I asked hopping up and sitting on the counter.

“pancakes with fruit!” He said pulling the ingredients out of the bag.

“than I might just accept your apology.” I said laughing.

Ethan started making pancakes while making small talk. He was interrupted by his phone ringing.

“hey can you get that for me?” He asked looking at his messy hands.

I laughed picking up his phone and answering it.

“hello?” I said in the phone.

“Y/N?”  Grayson’s voice rang from the other end.

I mentally started to panic. I didn’t want Grayson to find out, at least not in this way!

“what are you doing with Ethan’s phone?” He asked accusingly.

come on Y/N think of plausible lie!

“he uh came over to apologize for last night and left his phone here.” I lied easily. 

“oh, well when he realizes he’s missing it tell him to call me.” Grayson said thankfully buying my lie.

“will do Gray!” I said hoping to end the call.

“okay thanks, see you soon.” He said

“yeah, bye.” I said hanging up.

I sighed in relief looking up at Ethan who was now just staring at me.

“don’t give me that look, it’s complicated okay.” I said handing Ethan his phone.

“wasn’t going too.” He said smirking.

I sighed sitting back on the counter. I felt like a terrible friend.

“you didn’t even say anything about my lock screen.” Ethan said tossing me his phone.

I caught his phone hitting the home button. I blushed as I saw the picture he took of me on the pier as his background.


“It really is a cute picture.” He said taking the pancakes out of the skillet.

He put my pancake on a plate before handing it to me to decorate with fruit and whipped cream.

“you’re ridiculously cheesy do you know that?” I asked him laughing.

“but ridiculously cute too right?” He asked getting his pancake too.

I put all sorts of fruit on mine before grabbing the can of whip cream. I squeezed the top of it but nothing was coming out. I furiously shook it while holding down the button. Whip cream shot out of that can getting all over Ethan. I cracked up laughing looking at a whipped cream covered Ethan.

“come here babe.” He said reaching out for me.

“No!” I said running away from him.

Ethan chased me through the living room eventually trapping me.

“Ethan please it was an accident.” I said laughing.

“I just want a kiss babe.” Ethan said leaning in.

He kissed me getting whipped cream all over me too. I kissed him back, cupping his cheek with my hand even though it was covered in whip cream too. Ethan pulled away smiling at me.

“let’s get cleaned up and enjoy our pancakes.” He said smiling.

We wiped off all the whipped cream before sitting down with our pancakes.

“so why don’t you want Grayson to know you’re with me?” Ethan asked breaking the silence.

I took a deep breath looking at Ethan.

“don’t just tell me it’s complicated, explain to me why it’s complicated.” He said staring me down.

I didn’t know if I should tell him. I feel like that is something personal Grayson told me that I shouldn’t share with his twin.

“Grayson is my friend, and he feels that you steal a lot of what he has. He also feels like people only talk to him to get closer to you. It would hurt him to find out about this.” I said not being able to look at Ethan.

Ethan doesn’t respond immediately which makes me worried.

“I’m a bad brother.” Ethan says looking up at me.

“you’re not a bad brother, you just need to reconnect with him.” I said grabbing Ethan’s hand across the table.

“how do I do that?” Ethan asked.

“hang out with him, talk to him, let him know you’re still here for him.” I said giving him a smile.

“you’re incredible do you know that?” Ethan said smiling.

“and so are these pancakes.” I said taking another bite.

Ethan laughed finishing his pancakes as well. When we were done, Ethan helped me clean up the kitchen.

“I should probably call Grayson.” Ethan said putting the last plate away.

“yeah you should, and spend the day with him if you want, I’m not going anywhere.” I said smiling at him.

Ethan stared at me just smiling.

“you know after this game is over we might just be friends.” Ethan said pulling me in to a hug.

“in your dreams E.” I laughed hugging him back.

I didn’t want to be friends. I wanted to be so much more than that. I sighed as Ethan walked out of my apartment. He was winning this game, and honestly at this point I was letting him.

part two

Forgotten Movie

We were watching a favourite movie of his, but I couldn’t focus on the film. The only thing I had my mind was this man I currently cuddled up next to, and the feeling of his skin underneath my hand. I moved my hand slight lower to test if he was focusing more on the movie than me, no movement. I kept moving my hand lower until I got to his crouch.


I felt his fingers wrap around my wrist and pulled it back up to its original place on his chest. I watched the movie for a few minutes before I moved my hand to his crouch again, a smirk upon my lips. His hand grasped mine, tighter this time, he placed my hand back upon his chest and placed a light smack on my hand as he returned his hand behind his head.


I decided to be a little more deviant, I placed my leg between his legs and leaned my calf against his crouch, applying pressure. In a blink of an eye, I was pinned underneath him, my arms above my head.


“You’re asking for it, princess.” He growled in my ear.


“Then give it to me, daddy.” I smirked. He had never heard me say that before, and something in his eyes changed dramatically.


His hands grasped the top of my thin shirt, and ripped it down the centre, leaving me in nothing but my panties.


“That was my favourite shirt.” I warned.


“I’ll buy you a new one.” He shrugged, and then placed his lips on my neck. Leaving no skin untouched as he bit, sucked and licked.


His hands trailed back down my arms and over breasts, deliberately avoiding my nipples. His hands travelled further down over my stomach, his lips following. Getting off the end of the bed, he leaned over and placed a hand on each of my legs, and pushed them apart.


“Where you planning this all along, princess?” He said, as he eyed my crotchless panties. I bit my lip and nodded innocently.


He quickly wiped the look off of my face by running his slender fingers up my core. Rubbing small, firm circles slowly on my clit, he had me a moaning mess. My hands gripped the sheets firmly, my hips moving themselves until he placed his free arm across my hips to seize their movements.


He removed his hand from my mound, and his fingertips found my entrance. Circling agonisingly slow, then without warning he forced two long fingers inside me. Moving in and out relentlessly, forcing me closer to the edge. I was writhing, the pleasure all too much.


As I got closer to that forsaken edge, he removed all contact from me. I let out a groan of frustration, my eyes opening at the sound of his deep chuckle. A stupid smirk planted on his beautiful face. He leaned over me, grasped a hand in his and tied it to the head of the bed.


“I want you to come around my cock as I fuck you senseless.” His velvety voice, deep and slow, sending shivers down my spine as he tied up my other hand. “But you can’t touch. Since you were so eager too earlier.”


I wish I could slap the look off his face. That thought left as soon his jeans touched the floor, and his erection stood freely. I licked my lips and whimpered slightly. His demeanour changed, and in seconds he was on top of me, attacking my neck for a second time tonight.


Without warning he thrusted his full length inside me, drawing a silent gasp from the back of my throat. He set a fast pace, mercifully thrusting his hips, I moved mine to his rhythm and met him half way. My wrists twisted in their restraints.


“You feel so fucking good. Do you like daddy’s cock deep inside you?” His voice scratchy and breathless as he spoke.


“Yes, daddy” I managed to breath.


He attached his lips around one of my nipples, pushing the tiny balls of my piercing up and letting it flick into place, the motion sending small shocks through my body. He pulled on the small bar, enough to create a sensation and let it go, again sending a shock throughout, and did the same to the other one.


Our breathing got shallower, his thrusting got sloppier, and I knew we were close. He moved a hand to my clit and started rubbing fast circles in my clit, making me scream slightly.


“Come in, princess. Come for daddy.” His hot breath right on my ear, and the tone of his voice was enough to bring me undone. My orgasm fuelled his as he let go of everything inside me.


He came to a stop, we let our breathing return to normal. He untied my wrists and kissed each of them. He moved to lay down next to me, and kissed all over cheek before burying his face in my neck.


I ran my hand through his hair as his arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me closer.


“I didn’t hurt you did I?” He asked, his voice muffled by my neck.


“No, baby. It was perfect.” I said sincerely. He raised his head and looked me in the eyes.


“I love you.” My breath caught in my throat, he’d never spoken those words to me. A smile started to spread across my lips.


“I love you too.” He smiles back before his finally placed his lips on mine.


The kiss was full of new, undiscovered passion. He tongue poked at my lips, begging for access, to which I immediately accepted. He rolled onto his back, taking me with him, and never once broke the kiss. I sat on his hips, grounding down on him.


He broke off the kiss, and just looked at me, running his fingertips over the side my face, pushing a rouge hair behind my ear.


“God, you are beautiful.” He spoke softly. I turned my head into his palm, to hide my face. His fingers went underneath my chin and brought me back to gaze into his eyes. “You’re with me, there’s no need to hide such a beautiful face.”


I didn’t know what to say in return, so I leaned down and kissed him with every ounce of my being. His hands curled around my waist and pulled me tighter against him, before rolling me into my back.


He lined up his dick, before entering me painfully slow. Taking his time to feel every inch of me welcoming him. Once he was in fully he moved slowly setting a good pace that wasn’t too slow or too fast.


He used his elbows as support, never once did his eyes leave mine. My arms wrapped around his shoulders gripping tightly, my breath coming out in small puffs. He speed up the slightest, eliciting a moan from me.


He kissed me deeply once more, our tongues fighting for dominance messily, we didn’t care. One of his hands travelled down the side of my body, and found my clit once again, rubbing slow, tantalising circles. I started moaning into his mouth, he broke the kiss and rested his forehead on mine. I could feel my breaking point approaching.


“I’m close.” I whispered breathlessly.


“So am I Baby.” His voice the same.


He speed up more, my hands ran down his back, leaving red marks along his skin. I was being pushed higher and higher, and then I over the edge, he too. We rode out our highs, and he kissed me one more time.


“I love you so much.” He said as he laid on his back.


“And I, you” I replied, circling up next to him.


He kissed the top of my head, and wrapped his arms tighter around me. I listened to his heart beat steadying, and then sleep took over me.

How beauty routines got me extra money

I’ve tried to post this twice so I’m making a very short version of this post. Sorry I won’t have much detail but my phone is acting weird.


When I started Tumblr I collected so many hoe tips, masterpost, beauty tips, and etiquette cheat sheets that I filled 3 note books. Some of them are still in boxes so until I find them to make a masterpost I’m going to share how they made me money


Skin routines

Making my skin close to flawless took me a long time but when it was perfect it got me more looks and cost me less makeup.

Presenting myself with clean, soft, and smooth skin put my at a different level in sugaring that equaled more money. Whenever I looked like a million bucks men thought I was worth a million bucks.

You wanna walk in the bedroom like:

Originally posted by anangstyblackgirl

I received extra money for facials, skin products (especially LUSH), and various spa treatments. After spa treatments I would go out and show off my glowing skin and attract some POTS.

Fit body

Not all SBs have to be a size 3 to get lots of money but the do typically have a curvy figure wether slim or plus size. So look up some homes workouts and quick fit routines and get in the habit of doing them at certain time. I still to this day do my squats before I take a shower and my booty looks fabulous.

Having an amazing body to show gets me countless shopping trip, lots of gym clothes and with semi-fit SDs you might get a personal trainer.

Originally posted by fitnessua

Hair care

As a natural black woman it was hard to get men to see my hair as high maintenance but I did it and here’s how…

  • I would style my hair differently for every date
  • I would have it smelling nice
  • I would straighten it for special occasions
  • And most importantly I would invest in high quality wigs.

I love to switch it up

Originally posted by multiculturalmodels

I’ve even had a SD pay for my weekly Cowash appointments because he hated that u spent Sundays doing my hair instead of having brunch with him.

I received lots of money for hair appointments, salon products, and even fancy hair combs. In addition to head hair I’ve also got waxing for the few spots I do grow hair on my body.

Perfect Smile

For me the smile is very important and just a smile alone can get mores yess than nos from your SD. I’ve had men come up to me just to talk about my smile and that’s a good thing when you freestyle.

For me I focus a lot on making my lips smooth, moisturized, and attention catching. I invest a lot in lipsticks, lip gloss and scrubs to get my lips looking good because they are my assets. I’ve also regularly seen my dentist and kept up with my mouth hygiene.

I actually get my smile looks from men lol

Originally posted by tuftofidols

I’ve received extra money for electric toothbrushes, lipsticks, and I had one man purchase me some invisaligns.

Hands and feet

There are a lot guys who like a nice looking foot and delicate hands so make sure to baby them as much as possible. Keep you nails done, feet smooth, and socks fuzzy (they help make your feet soft overnight).

Even vanilla men will drop some cash to pay for my nails and pedicure. I’ve never paid for my nails to get done because I have a whole nail kit but I never turn down an offer to go to the salon. When your SD pays make sure you try out all the fancy places you know until you find the best one. Good nail technicians and hair stylist are hard to find so make sure you use this opportunity to find the best.

Originally posted by glamhoeour

Make up

Doing your makeup right is very imporant and should be different for every occasion. When I first started out I went full on glam for every date and wondered why I was being taken to certain places for dates. But then a lovely SD made this amazing make up post and taught me how classy ladies do their makeup for different occasions.

Thereafter I found myself going on dates in different environments. I went horseback riding, to Galas, to 5 star restaurant and felt more comfortable there. Even though being a black sugar isn’t always comfortable fitting the part of a high class person makes it a little better.

When I mention to my SDs that I’m running low I would get sephora money, expensive make up, and exclusively saled makeup as gifts.

P.S. If you haven’t had Fenty and your brown you should invest asap

Originally posted by s-t-4-r-g-i-r-l

Last but not least eyelashes and eyebrow

Let me just say real quick, don’t get creative with eyebrows and keep it simple. The more natural your eyebrows look the better. I don’t really get more money because of this because they go with make up but I do get money to maintain them.

Originally posted by classyorgasm

The extra money I get is usually for eyebrow threading and tinting, and eyelash extensions.

I so hope this was helpful and am willing to talk about any of this in more details but my next post will be focused on fashion.

Until next time,

T

Pin-up Girl

A/N: this is something I had written on my previous blog, please do tell me if any of you guys have more headcanons in mind, I’ll see if I can write them!

Warnings: NSFW-ish (+18)

(ps this gif has melted my insides)

So, as a pin-up girl, imagine yourself something like this, but along with the long black stockings, held up by garter belts.

You’d be dressed to the nines, cherry-red lips and neatly quaffed hair, pinned down to a side, hair in perfect ringlets, bouncing down on your shoulders. The blouse tied down, just enough to accentuate your best assets and that mini shirt would leave very little to his imagination.

Your look would what be describe as the one the brings your man down to his knees.

You’d give yourself a final look, making sure everything is just as described by your boyfriend, only then you’d be satisfied with your job. Bucky had once disclosed to you about one of his fantasies, that being seeing you in a pin-up dress.

And just the thought of him seeing you like this would make you jittery.

You’d be sitting by the dresser, fluffing up your curls when he’d walk in. Your eyes would meet looking at each other through the mirror watching him give you a double check with his blue eyes wide and astound. He’d be surprised for sure. Then slowly, a smirk would pull at his lips, as he’d take his steps forward, practically doing that murder strut.

“I see someone’s been busy,” he’d mummer as you stand up to face him. He’d lick his lips hungrily, already wanting to touch you and feel the silky material of the cloths and your skin together. He’d probably want to compose himself, as his voice would drop down a new octaves, “God, who told you it’d be fine to do something like this without giving me a fair warning, sweetheart?”

You’d slowly tilt a side of your mouth up, eyes feigning innocence as you look up at him through your thick lashes and casually slide your arms around his shoulders locking wrists behind his neck.

“Oh, no. You don’t get to act all innocent, doll. Not after wearing this,” he’d chuckle lowly, picking at the knot of your blouse; the blue in his eyes almost disappearing as they’d land on your half exposed breasts, his hands would travel down to sneak under your skirt, grabbing a fistful of your plump flesh in his hands. You’d squirm and squeal, the scarlet color of your lips matching with your cheeks, in part embarrassment when Bucky would give one of your ass-cheek a sharp spank.

“Now, I’ll tell you what. We know this little number won’t last longer than one night,” he’d start to back up and leave you standing right in the middle of the room. “So we’ll take a picture or two, with you posing for each of them as I desire. Okay, sweetness?”

“Okay, Sarge.” You’d smirk, watching his eyes turn darker at using his rank.

“Before I rip it to shreds,” and let’s say, the rest of the evening would be very eventful.

*finger guns*

I’m So In Love With You

Summary:  ( Ceo!Bucky) You and Bucky spending some quality time together after him being at work nonstop.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words:1550

Warnings: Very fluffy and flashbacks in italic

Originally posted by flyngdream

Originally posted by bucky-plums-barnes

You wake up with the sunlight coming from the window; you turn around to see your boyfriend sleeping peacefully next to you. It’s being a while since you woke up next to him, Bucky was working nonstop on his company for the last couple of months, waking up earlier every day and getting home late every night.

You start to trace your fingers on his jaw, he looks so peaceful and happy that you can’t help but smile as you look at him. You get off the bed, putting his red sweater that was on the floor going to the balcony to his penthouse.

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Finally

Pairing: Reader x Jimin

Words: 1.5k

Summary: Jimin missed you. Your smell, your voice, your moans. (I was listening to this song and got inspired.)

Originally posted by kpopidolaegyooo

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anonymous asked:

For the requests: could you do one where Y/N is super self-conscious about being a virgin, but she wants to have her first time with Harry and he's super patient and sweet and they take it slow and afterwards Harry craddles you in his arms and they fall asleep? That'd be cool! Thank you <3

So I was working on this and finished it last night right before I started working on four walls. I hope you enjoy this, sorry for not having a chapter of four walls ready! I love you guys, enjoy some fluffy smut.

// Virgin 

“I know I shouldn’t be embarrassed,” You mumble quietly, eyes darting in every direction valiantly trying to miss his gaze. “I am, though.” Being a virgin is not something to be ashamed of. Waiting is not something to be ashamed of. Being afraid is not something to be ashamed of. However, it’s knowing that he’s not a virgin and while it may be special to you… would it really feel the same for him? It all sounds dumb in your head, but it’s valid and It’s the thought of disappointment. It’s drop in your stomach and the twinge in your heart that causes you to practically grimace when you feel his eyes on you. Nimble fingers rub anxiously against the silky pink fabric of the robe that you’ve wrapped securely around yourself. Feet away, he sits on the couch. Black shirt fully unbuttoned. He’s got red lipstick smeared on his lips and a worried look washed over his features. He’s terrified he’s done something wrong. Afraid he’s pushed too far or overstepped some boundary… but he hasn’t. It was perfect. Warm, callused hands on your delicate hips. Sloppy, wet kisses amidst the giggles that caused your heart to soar, and then it hit you. The same sick, anxious feeling that always seemed to find its way in and push you out. You jumped from his lap, lip instantly trapped under your teeth. So now, he’s got his warm green eyes all over you, scanning your body every few seconds wanting so badly to read your mind.

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