lol he's smiling and it's adorable but look at his eyes

okay so i’ve been watching the get down constantly since it came out, but recently i rewatched p1, esp. in prep for the tgd watch on twitter (check it out here to help us out!!) and i have some thoughts on episode six and dizzee’s experience at the club.

- first of all, i keep forgetting that two minutes before dizzee arrives, there’s the scene where thor’s like “you should come down to soho”

- and it’s so wild to watch that exact scene because as much as we joke about it being love at first sight for the two of them, dizzee genuinely had a crush on this dude ( and i think he knew it too) but hadn’t … like, experienced his awakening yet?

- so how amazing would it have been for him to 1. have met his idol (you’re thor?  wow!), 2. have his idol save him from the police, 3. be praised and admired for his artmaking and ideas, which definitely wasn’t common in his life prior to this ( i like rumi, he’s weird though / your brother’s a fucking weirdo ), and 4. that thor likes him enough to exchange books and hang out with him? then thor invites him to a party?  like at this point dizzee’s crushing on what used to a very highly esteemed colleague, and is now close to being his best friend??  stop??

- he meets up with thor and “beautiful girl” ( i will never forgive them for not giving her a name!! ) but he sees!!  thor!! make out with her right in front of him and you can see he’s like

:/// okay

- but then dizzee goes into the club! and immediately you can see him go “!!!” this isn’t insignificant for him!  this is a HUGE DEAL for dizzee

- thor’s like “yeah this is where the free people run free!!” and dizzee can likely see!!!  wlw !! couples!! and mlm!! couples!!  kissing near him!!

- he can see drag queens and people like him wearing dresses and makeup and it’s like he’s walked into a dream because he’s had thoughts about what if i could kiss boys??  what if i could wear nail polish?? what if i could wear dresses???  and so straight off the bat he’s being validated 100% by these happy dancing people and the cool disco atmosphere i mean he must be feeling high as a kite

- AND THEN and then he gives thor!!!!!!!!!! the fuckingggggggg RECORD

- he’s like “here it reminded me of you!” and thor gives him this HUGE SMILE thats so grateful and like ADORING like can you imagine how dizzee is FEELING right now

- then THEN the beautiful girl goes “you should get carlo to play it!” and dizzee’s like “okay cool who’s that?” and yeah its the dj and then she’s like “ya thor REEALLY KNOWS HIM ya know ;))))” .  dizzee’s fucking 

😱😱😱 does that mean what i think it means?? like this boy???? might like boys too ????? the fuck //????? liking girls and boys at the same time?????

- so he hangs out with the girl while thor goes off and he talks about the performers and he takes in a WHOLE NEW GENRE of art and dance and being!!

- the girl initiates the kiss but he goes in for it anyway and gets tapped on the shoulder

- and thor’s there, and dizzee goes “oh fuck i just kissed his girlfriend now the guy i’m crushing on is gonna be pissed at me” right?


- dizzee goes “sorry” and thor goes “my turn”


- MY






-  and he’s unsure right?  like christina aguilara’s song comes on and thor’s just dancing and dizzee’s like 

…. is this real?  did you just ask to kiss me a second ago?

- and the song keeps going and thor keeps dancing and bopping his shoulder good naturedly so dizzee’s like “no nah nah i’m not gonna do this what if i misread the signals”

- he didn’t

- the beautiful girl leans over and goes “IT’S OKAY, GO ON, KISS HIM!”


- GO ON!



- and dizzee at this point is just like “ ???????????????????????????? IM ALLOWED TO DO THAT IM ALLOWED TO DO THAT IM ALLOWED TO DO THAT”

- the beautiful girl takes this into her own hands and gives him a reassuring kiss, you know, one that’s familiar and comfortable and he closes his eyes and kisses back

- she pulls back and says TO.  THOR.  “HE’S A GOOD KISSER,  I LIKE THAT A LOT.”

- HE’S

- A



- I





- they’re both so shy and it’s so pure!!  like clearly this whole time thor has had a crush on dizzee as well and they don’t want to mess up and the beautiful girl in the corner is just like “this is the sweetest thing ever”

- thor gives him

- a

- mother

- fucking

- smile

- to reassure him because this is a hugely overwhelming experience for dizzee lbr!!

- and you can tell that dizzee is entranced by this whole situation because never in his LIFE did he expect a boy he liked to like him back!! he never anticipated that he would get to live THIS FREE !!

and they get closer and closer together and in a second we see a dozen people lock lips simultaneously, then the two of them slowly part, we’re left to imagine the magic and the wonder of dizzee’s first kiss with a boy (which i ❤❤❤❤❤).






- dizzee has straight up just kissed the boy he’s crushing on well enough for thor to look at him like dizzee is the SUN AND SKY

- they dance together a bit and then the beautiful girl joins them and it’s probably the best romance story ever written.  romeo and juliet who?  i don’t know them. 

- anyway

- i’m sick of this show blasting me with emotions i’m a weak bitch i can’t handle it

guide to sf9
  • youngbin: so mature???? can be spotted telling other members to get their shit together, being called "dad". looks kind of like an older chani
  • inseong: the one who looks like a fucking nerd and is a fucking nerd. literally never stops flirting, everyone and everything is fair game. also very likely that he is singing loudly to himself rn
  • jaeyoon: HIGHLY EXTRA. nobody knows what he's doing but he is doing it as Big as he can and it is funny so its fine. very very confident in his face and talents and also completely shameless
  • dawon: im sure he introduced himself but just in case. he is the one who is screaming for no fucn reason. funny as FUCK. overflowing with useless talents. rly intense about whatever's going on
  • zuho: looks like a shark or smth, raps like a demon. despite scary voice and scary face he is probably wearing pink glittery eyeshadow and doing something cutesy
  • rowoon: literally tall dark and handsome. flips his hair all the time. pops into the frame to make a pun and then leaves. if he makes eye contact with someone he will either start dancing or giggling
  • taeyang: literally dances like a freak, easy to find him in dance practices bc his style is really unique. dont look into his eyes its like looking directly at the sun
  • hwiyoung: probably the member who smiles the most but hes always covering his face. possibly he is crying or squealing about something
  • chani: shortest member (for now lol). adorable but actually goth. really deep voice also. "wait he's 18???"

anonymous asked:

don't know if you watch pd101 but if you do could you pleaaaase write a kang daniel college!au? he has effectively ruined my life 🙃🙃🙃🙃

i do!! ill write a mini one for him ^^

  • major: public health + paramedic certificate because he wants to work as a part of an ER response team
  • sports: dance team, football team
  • is essentially the school sweetheart and everyone knows him as the guy who’d give you the shirt off his back if you asked
  • quite literally,,,,jisung played a joke once and asked daniel if he could borrow his shirt because his next period class was SUPER cold and daniel,,,,,,,,,,literally took off his shirt
  • rumor has it some chick fainted from the sight of his bare shoulders but no one knows if this was confirmed or not (seongwoo claims it totally is true)
  • but like he really does his best to try and help others out,,,especially freshman or younger students in the course who seem to be struggling with adjusting to like college life
  • he’s like the reliable big brother who is smiley and soft and will teach you silly dance moves on the quad
  • but is also super serious about helping people and isn’t scared of anything, from jumping into a fire to save someone in need of medical assistance to carrying people who’ve broken legs,,,,,,,
  • also let’s take a moment to imagine daniel in the paramedic like get up like the uniform,,,,thank u 
  • everyone thinks its super adorable that daniel’s first rescue story was saving his cat who got stuck in a tree
  • like how TYPICAL and CORNY but also,,,,,,he’s an angel who walks the earth amiright
  • seongwoo is always like “my bestfriend is going to be the next iron man~ captian,,,,where did you study again my dude??? canada?? captain CANADA” 
  • and daniel is like embarrassed but also,,,,,he loves his friends and is happy they support him but seriously captain canada thats worse than when jisung got the football team to refer to him as quarterback cat-lover
  • you’re actually one of the TAs for one of the tests in the paramedic course and there’s a requirement of paramedics being able to carry at least 125 pounds by themselves and you’re supposed to be checking off who can pick up the human dummy and who cant
  • and so you’re going down the list and ur like “next,,,,kang daniel?”
  • and you don’t look up when he steps over you just motion with your hand toward the dummy and you’re like “pick him up and walk three laps around the room”
  • and when you look up you almost drop your clipboard because ,,,, this handsome boy smiles and is like sure!! and uve never seen someone so happy to drag around a plastic human before
  • but there he is,,,,hosting the dummy up like it weighs n o t h i n g
  • and he turns to u and is like “can i try carrying two?” and ur like ,,,,uh,,,,,s,,,sure???
  • and once again he baffles you,,,picking up the other dummy and going on his merry way
  • and in what seems like the shortest period of time than everyone else you tested he does his three circles and stops in front of you
  • carefully setting the dummy’s down and wiping at his forehead,,,,that pretty grin on his face
  • and he’s like “all good??”
  • and ur like,,,,y,,,yes,,,,um,,,,,,,,yes you’re good
  • with a bow he says thanks and leaves the room and you’re like what,,,,,,who,,,,,,,,,,,,,
  • and you look down at his name again and you’re like “kang daniel,,,,,,,are you superhuman/!??!?!”
  • for the next week you can’t get him off your mind,,,and you’re sure it’s because he’s not only strong and cute but because you’ve been a TA for the program for this whole semester and no one has ever just looked that happy to do the tests
  • and one afternoon you’re eating lunch with a friend in the campus cafe when you spot daniel,,,,at a table with his health books stacked up near his tray (which is also stacked with food)
  • ad at some point ur friend is like heY,,, hEY stop staring you’re going to DROOL
  • and ur like !!!!!! WOOPS but they also nudge and are like “kang daniel huh? he’s cuuuuute~ go talk to him!!!” and ur like HA,,,I ,,,,,,,,wasn’tlookingathimiwaslookingathis,,,,,sandwich
  • and ur friend rolls their eyes but when u look back daniel???? is staring back at you
  • and when you make eye contact he perks up and waves and ur like ?????????? looking around and then pointing at urself and he nods and waves u over
  • and u get up and ur friend lets out a whistle as you go to sit beside him and ur like ,,,,hey,,,, and he smiles again and the way his cheeks go up and his teeth show is SO DAMN CUTE
  • and he’s like “not to sound full of myself but i noticed you were looking at me for a while, whats up?”
  • and you,,,,,,almost dIE of embarrassment on the spot because oh frick he saw you
  • but you’re also like o,,,oh i ,,,i was just,,,,,um,,,,,,ur the guy who carried two dummies at the test a week ago??? and i was like oH is that you or not you you kno-
  • but daniel just chuckles and closes his book 
  • and he’s like “yep that was me,,,,,but i dont think thats why you were looking.”
  • and you feel ur mouth go dry and you’re like i,,,, um– but daniel just points to your friend with his pen and is like “do you think they’ll be ok with me stealing you away for a little date to the movie tonight?”
  • and ur like!!!!!!!!! ,,,, o,,,oh and u look at ur friend who just shooting hearts and thumbs up at u
  • and daniel is like lol they remind me of jisung but ur also like ,,,, i,,,i think ,,, they’ll be ok with that
  • and daniel winks,,,handing you the pen and rolling up his sleeve
  • and he’s like “here, write your number down and ill call u to set up a time”
  • and u cant believe it as you’re scribbling down ur number,,,,,but it’s true he calls u around 7 and u guys go see a movie and it’s adorable and daniel is a gentleman through and through paying for everything,,,,,telling you he likes the way you look all serious during the dramatic scenes,,,,holding your hand when he takes you back to your dorm
  • even a light kiss on your forehead,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,it’s a dream come true
  • dating college!daniel: he is really good in all his classes but he tends to be LATE so he’s always rushing in the morning but he never fails to send you a ‘good morning, i love you’ text, doesnt really like coffee so u get into the habit of buying him smoothies and he thinks its cute how u remember this about him also those smoothies are really good for his vegetable intake u are so thoughtful, you and daniel adopt the newest paramedic trainee woojin, daniel is suchhhhh a tease he always sneaks up behind you when ur studying to wrap u up in his arms and kiss on your neck, jisung always makes faces when u guys pda but tbh he loVES seeing daniel so happy with you, seongwoo is like “im his original soulmate” but he’s just joking hehe, daniel sends u pics of cats he sees on the street, you guys get matching rings like a month into it because kang daniel goes HARD for love, favorite dates range from laser tag to night fireworks on the beach, thinks its cute when you wear his flannels to class or during finals because u guys are both studying and u cant see him so often but they remind you of him, daniel takes you with him to get his first tattoo and u hold his hand the whole time, he’s kinda bad at realizing he isnt invincible so sometimes ull find scrapes on him and have to bandage him up, did anyone say morning after laughter under the sheets: yeah i did for KANG DANIEL who loves skinship and YOU 

So I decided to do a little collaboration with the beautiful @sketchyy-pencil with using her art as inspiration to write HCS for the cute doggies c: I have her permission to use her art. The drawings are hers and you can find the post HERE with their names HERE

Zen’s Dog: Jun the Siberian Husky

  •  He was hungry for love… hungry for being wanted… hungry for someone to run up to him and welcome him home…. but also… someone to be there for him as a friend…..who looks up to him…. THAT IS WHY HE GOT A DOG.  Dogs are loyal, love you unconditionally, will welcome you home, will look up to you, THEY ARE A MANS/WOMENS BEST FRIEND COME ON. He went to a breeder, and found this dog who was being ignored by everyone else. All of its brother and sisters were playing without him and when hew white dog tried to play with them, they growled at him and he walked away. THE FEELS WERE HIT OKAY. ZEN WAS GETTING THOSE FLASHBACKS AND HE RAN TO THE DOG AND HUGGED HIM SAYING THAT HE WILL BE HIS NEW FATHER. He took the puppy home and educated himself on how to take care of a husky. 
  • Look, Zen becomes the way Jumin is with Elizabeth the 3rd. Zen practices his lines with the dog. He got a little care seat on his motorcycle so the dog can go with him to his special place. You do not fuck with his dog. The dog is like an exact replica of Zen. White fur with Red eyes making all the other dogs want to be him or want to be with him. The dog is really there for Zen in a emotional level. They both know how it is to be ignored and not loved. Okay TBH, Jun rarely gets dog food, he gets meat, chicken, ham, all that good stuff. Zen makes sure he runs the the fat off so he doesn’t get sick D: He makes sure the dog takes frequent ice baths c: He loves to go to the park and play catch with his doggie. They cant be there for long because of fans wanting to take pictures. BEST BELIEVE THIS DOG IS THERE POSING FOR THE PHOTO

Yoosung’s Dog: Rin the Corgi

  • Yoosung was tired of feeling lonely all the time and he decided to do something about it. He decided to join a new club at campus and he decided to join the CORGI APPRECIATION SQAUD club. He always wanted to be apart of a squad so he was an active member c: He started to find appreciation to the breed and decided to get one of his own c: The club gave him directions to this adoption center and thats where he met his best friend RIN THE CORGI :,D Rin was Yoosungs hype dog! Yoosung bought LOL shirts for her and everything. He loVES PLAYING WITH HER TINY LITTLE LEGS!!! HE LIKS TO FLICK IT AND SING TO HER WHILE HE RUBS HER BELLY. SHE BRINGS HIM HAPPINESS. LIKE HE BUYS PAJAMAS FOR HER AND EVERYTHING. REASON TO LIVE. REASON TO DO GOOD IN SCHOOL. SHE IS JUST A GOOD GIRL. LOVES TO HUG. SHE TRIPS SOMETIMES BUT ITS OKAY. YOOSUNG PICKS HER UP AND TAPS HER BUT A BIT. 

Saeran’s Dog: Ciel the Doberman

  • Saeran actually met Ciel in the worst way possible. Ciel was Saerans personal guardian angel.
  • When Rika manipulated Saeran to join Mint Eye, he wasn't “conditioned” yet. He didnt know what Rika meant by that but 2 months later he was locked in the basement with little food and water. Men wearing white robes and black masks came in the basement and hosed down Saeran leaving him soaked and wet. They have him eat special food 3 times a day and thats all he gets. He doesn’t have clothes or a blanket. He just has a mattress and a pillow. He couldn’t believe Saeyoung would trade his freedom for his brother. Rika finally was convincing him that Saeyoung left him to die and that he must be cleansed by the lord. “The enemy is the RFA. The stole my happiness away from me. My main target is my own flesh and blood Saeyoung Choi. Mission? To Kill Him.” That was all he was thinking about when he was holding himself in the night trying to spread warmth throughout his body. Later in the night, he heard rapid footsteps around the basement. He thought it was a rat but he rubbed his eyes to try and see better. His vision cleared a bit and he saw a white puppy hiding behind one of the boxes holding bread in its mouth. The puppy looked at Saeran and ran into one of the empty boxes. Saeran went closer to the pups territory and kneeled down extending its hand so the puppy can know Saeran means no harm. The puppy trusted him and from that day on, the dog shared its stolen meal with Saeran and cuddled with him in the night so they both can stay warm. 
  • However one afternoon, the puppy was hiding in its box waiting for nightfall to sneak out and grab food. The puppies nap was rudely interrupted when Rika and her followers barged into the basement to beat up Saeran because they accused him of stealing food. The three masked men were punching and kicking him leaving Saeran defenseless. The puppy didn’t think twice leaving his hidden box and went to attack the men. The puppy was biting their legs as if they were pieces of meat protecting his friend. Rika saw what was happening and was about to attack the puppy till Saeran interfered and protected his friend. Saeran finally decided to fully join her and her cult if they let him and his friend live like decent beings. Rika agreed knowing the medicine was now taking affect. She gave them a room and Chef to feed them and everything. From that day on, they were eachs other ride or die.

Jihyun/V’s Dog: Angel the Australian Shepard 

  • Angel traveled around the world with V. She is a very loyal and friendly dog. The only problem V had with Angel is that for an odd reason, she hated Rika. Whenever Rika walked into the room, Angel growled and walked away. When Rika tried to cuddle with V, Angel jumped on the couch and sat on his lap demanding attention. Rika hated Angel and Angel hated her. She tried to convince V to get rid of Angel because her excuse was it was “damaging the relationship”. He told her no that he rather lose her than Angel. Angel barked and slept with V while Rika was planning on a thing called Mint Eye. Rika told V about her idea and Angel went and laid on top of V and growled at her. A sun can always disappear but an Angel will always be there.

MC’s Dog: Shin the Dalmatian

  • This dog is legit the worse dog guard ever. Zen convinced MC to get a dog to make sure she is safe and protected. She told Zen she already had a dog and that her name was Shin and that she was your pride and joy. The whole RFA felt better knowing you had a dog there ready to protect its master from any harms way. 
    • V saw the messages and began to freak out thinking the dog could possibly smell the bomb so he just never logged back in LMAO IM SORRY  HE HAS IMPORTANT SHIT TO DO 
  • However, MC didnt tell them that Shin is the most friendliest dog ever. She plays with everyone and loves to play little jokes. MC usually smiled because Shin had the same personality as the person who gave MC the adorable Dalmatian, MC’s grandfather c: Whenever she had to make phone calls or answer emails for the party, Shin was mostly annoyed because she wasn’t getting any attention
    • When MC heard her window shattered she was frighten seeing a white haired man in her home. She knew that was Unknown but before she could say anything, Shin jumped ontop of the man knocking him to the floor. Shin was wagging her tail with a ball in her mouth. Unknown did not expect that reaction. 
      • EXTRA BONUS 
        • Unknown started to play fetch with Shin and joined them for dinner eating spaghetti with them. 

Seven’s Dog: Chip the Shibu Inou 

  • He was inspired to get this dog because he saw a meme on social media about Doge and he wanted one so bad. Screw Elly, if she didnt want or need his love, he was going to give it to someone who needs it. He decided to go to a shelter hoping he can find famous meme breed and after 8 different shelters, he couldn’t find the meme breed D: He was beginning to lose hope but he decided to try one more shelter. When he entered the shelter, he saw a 7 month year old Shibu Inu and he screeched like a little girl. He ran towards their cage and was beginning to baby talk to it. He paid for the papers and everything. He didnt prepare to have a animal in its home, so he fed it honey buddah chips. When the dog stuck his face inside the bag it got stuck and Seven began laughing. He removed the bag from the puppies face and noticed there was a chip on it heads. He decided to call his perfect companion Chip :) Short for Honey Buddha Chips :) The thing he loves the most is named after his love :,D 
  • Seven decided to wear a Shibu Inu costume and slept on the floor with Chip so Chip wouldn’t feel lonely :,) After a couple of days later, he brought chip to sleep with him in his bed because the floor was getting uncomfortable. When Chip started to sleep with Seven, Sevens nightmare started to fade away. The guilt he carried inside his head and heart was being cured by chip, but it didnt mean his episodes stopped. One night Seven was having episodes when he was coding because he thought he saw a code saying “Saeran” in binary and he totally lost it. He fell to the ground crying grabbing his own hair. Chip grabbed a potato and ran to Seven giving the potato to him. He then went on his lap and cuddle him giving of “I’m here, everything will be okay vibes” :)

Jumin’s Dog: King Charles the German Shepard 

  • Jumin only thought about getting a dog because he was getting tired of Saeyoung trying to sneak into his pent house and grab Elizabeth 3rd. 
  • He knew Saeyoung could get past the guards and fuck up the security system easily, so he decided to tell Assistant Kang to look for breeder that has the highest qualifications to breed guard dogs. He finally got the information from Assistant Kang and personally went with Elizabeth 3rd to find the perfect dog to protect Elizabeth. Of course Elizabeth must come along to help him find the perfect dog that is suitable for her taste. He had Elizabeth the 3rd in his arms with security guards around him because he was paranoid a dog might react aggressively seeing a precious feline. 
  • He entered the training camp and noticed how obedient the dogs where, but they already belong to the trainers. The breeder took him to the 1-2 year old dogs who matured enough to be obedient. He walked in the special area and there was this black German Shepard that has been eyeing Jumin and Elizabeth from far away. Jumin didnt notice because he was noticing how Elizabeth the 3rd was feeling a bit nervous. Jumin didnt notice that there was an untrained angry dog on the lose and it was heading towards Elizabeth the 3rd. Elizabeth knew she was in danger and jumped out of her fathers arm and ran for it, she put Forest Gump to shame, she was having her own kitty Vietnam flashbacks. Jumin notice the angry dog about to attack Elizabeth till a black German Shepard who’ve been observing the whole situation decided to attack the other dog and defend Elizabeth. The two dogs were fighting till the owner of the untrained dog got a hold of the rude dog and took him back to his cage for training. Jumin ran quickly to the fierce black German Shepard and notice it had a bite mark around its neck. He noticed Elizabeth 3rd climb onto the back of the dog and licked the battle wound and Jumin fell in love with the dog. He bought the dog right away and he was preparing paperwork to sue the trainer for almost hurting his precious feline. He welcomed King Charles with open arms because it saved his heart, his everything, Elizabeth 3rd. 
    • Jumin left a camera in the penthouse and camped out in his car to see if King Charles can do his job 
      • 1 hour later Seven sneaked in and right when he made it pass the kitchen, King Charles attacked Seven by barking and chasing him off the penthouse. 
        • Jumin trained him to not the hurt the RFA but to scare them LMAO 
          • when he noticed everything on the camera, he bought King Charles a diamond collar. 

Jaehee’s Dog: Mocha the Beagle

  • This precious little Beagle is Jaehees best friend. She is always waiting for Jaehee to come home from a long day of being Jumins slave. She picked up Mocha while she kicked off her shoes and threw her fake as glasses on the couch. She gave Mocha a quick kiss on her adorable forehead and gently flicked her long soft ears. UGH MOCHAS EARS. 
  • Jaehee then went to kitchen and placed Mocha on the chair and began talking to Mocha about her day while making coffee. People may not believe her when she tells them, but Mocha actually responds back by giving different variations of a bark. If she disagrees with something, mostly what Jumin makes her do, Mocha gives a mad bark with a little growl. If she agrees, she barks happily with a little pant. 
  • Jaehee just smiles at her canine thanking the moment she first met Mocha. 
  • *flashback*
  • It was a heavy rainstorm that on particular night and Mr. Han offered to take Jaehee to her apartment because she took a cab to work. She politely agreed and hold and umbrella over Mr. Hans head so he wouldn’t get wet. 
    • Her whole left shoulder was soaking wet but she had to do it for her boss. They were halfway there to the limo but she heard a faint cry. She stopped and Mr. Han got a bit week and looked annoyed. He was tugging her to continue walking but she didnt. She kept looking for the noise and saw a box with a little head poking outside of it. She dragged Mr. Han to the car and pushed him inside and ran back to help the helpless creature. She almost lost her job but she knows Jumin cant find no one better than her. :)

Warnings: RATED M Fluffy smut, thigh riding, light dirty talk, clothed smut etc..

A/N: this is my first smut ever and i hate myself lol, i do want to start this blog up again since i’ve improved as a writer and also i want more friends!! so!!! yes !!! my request box is open!! LET THE FLOOD COME. come to meeee please.

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Warning: Smut - I originally wanted to make it soft smut-ish but I got carried away after kihyun so uhm yeah lol sorry not sorry. I also decided to go with a small scenario rather than being like only their reactions, hope you like it! 

Shownu would totally hide the fact he’s loving it, just to make you get even naughtier. Shownu would be doing something in the kitchen when you’d hug him from behind and start to run your hands under his shirt to feel his toned chest. He would turn around, trying to hide his smile and the make out session would start. While kissing you, he’d run his hands along your back, touch every inch of your body. After the both of you broke the kiss to get some air, you’d whisper in his ear “Should we move to the bedroom?” and you would lead him to the room before he’d even answer. You would then push him down on the bed and get on top of him, starting to undress and only keeping your lingerie on, and that’s at that moment he’d crack his signature smile. You would remove his shirt and kiss and suck on his collarbones, kissing your way down. He would then unclasp your bra and turn you around, being the one on top of you, “I can’t hold it anymore, I want you, y/n”. 

Wonho would be the one to want to touch you all over. It had been awhile since you saw Wonho because of his busy schedule, he was coming over to your house tonight so you wanted to make it a bit special. A couple minutes before his arrival, you had sent him a text saying “Go straight to the bedroom” to start to tease him. A few minutes later, he entered the house, left his bag near the door, removed his jacket and shoes and hastily walked towards the room. You were laying on the bed with your brand-new lingerie and a smirk appeared on Wonho’s face. He walked towards you, got on top of you, as he was about to start to touch and kiss you, you grabbed his hands and shook your hands “No hands until I allow you.” He smiled, he liked it when you were being a tease. You would then make him sit on the bed, remove his shirt, sit on his laps and kiss his neck and collarbone, he would pull you closer and he’d try to take off your bra but you would stop him right away, “I didn’t give you the permission yet” you’d wink at him and he’d tilt his head back and laugh in frustration. You would lay him down and take off his bottoms, to then start playing with his member. Knowing he couldn’t take it anymore you’d then take off your bra, take his hand and place it on your boob. He’d would right away sit up, pull you closer and suck on it. “I have been craving you so bad these past weeks, babe.” 

Kihyun would just sit back and enjoy you teasing him. You’d let him know that you were horny and he’d whisper “Make me crave you.” You’d start by sitting him down on the couch and get on top of him to take off his shirt. You would kiss his lips, his jawline, his neck, his collarbone and suck on his sweet spot on the crook of his neck, making him moan a little. You perfectly knew how to turn him on. It was now your turn to take off your shirt and by his surprise, you weren’t wearing anything under it, his eyes were looking at every inch of your chest. You’d lift his chin up to look at him straight in the eyes and kiss him passionately. He’d pull you closer to feel your skin against his. He’d start kissing your neck, your cleavage, licking and softly biting your nipple while playing with your other boob. You’d push him down, take off your pants and panty, take of his sit on him, making the both of you moan in pleasure.

Minhyuk would love it to bits. He would be the kind of person to usually wake up before you, so he would get in the shower to then come back to do a morning cuddle. But you had decided that this morning’s cuddle would be.. different. You opened your eyes as you saw Minhyuk getting out of bed and heading to the shower, and you waited a few minutes until you heard the water running. You also got out of bed and quietly opened the door, undress from your sleeping clothes and got in the shower with him. He would turn around right away once he felt your touch on his bare skin, looking at you from head to toes, smiling like a fool. You would get closer to him, and start making out under the warm water. Minhyuk would be the kind of person to easily get turned on by your scent, the touch of your bare skin, or just the feeling of your mouths and tongues dancing together. Breaking from the kiss, you would push him against the shower wall and start kissing his neck and collarbones while one of your hand made its way down there and started touching his hardening member, which made him tilt his head backwards, giving you more space to kiss him on his neck and giving him hickeys. He would then look at you, “Let’s finish this shower fast and have more fun, babe” while having the biggest smirk ever.

Hyungwon would also get easily turned on, just like during your makeout sessions. You had decided to tease him a little by giving small pecks, which would frustrate him because he wanted all of you and you’d find his pouts so adorable. The both of you sitting next to each other on the couch, you’d sit on his laps, grab his face and start the real make out, the heated one. You would tilt your head, licking his lower lip and let the both of your tongues dance together. His hand would be all over you ; he’d caress the back of your neck, then grab your butt and then run his hands on your bare skin under your shirt. You loved how he touched you. His sweet spot his his ear lobe, you would break from the kiss and softly bite his ear lobe, making him whine and push you down the couch, taking the lead because he couldn’t take it anymore and undress you after undressing from his clothes as well. Pulling your body closer to his, he’d leave trays of kisses all over your body, craving you even more. 

When it came to having sex, Jooheon would prefer to keep it as gentle as he is since he adored you so much, and so did you. And you would turn him on by being very touchy, turning small pecks into passionate kisses. You would then take him to the bedroom, undress him while still having your mouth on his and push him on the bed, climbing on top of him. You would get down on him, kissing his collarbones, his chest, stomach and then get to his member. You would look up to see if he was okay with continuing, and seeing the craving look in his eyes you’d kiss the tip of it and start sucking on it. His moans would get louder and louder, panting even more and he’d grab your hair. Assuming you did enough down there, you would climb on top of him and slide his hardened cock inside of you, making the both of you moan in pleasure. He would lift himself up, to pull your naked body onto his, and start thrusting in you, saying ‘I love you’ between moans. 

I.M would understand you’re horny right away with the way your kisses differ. You wouldn’t start of with small kisses, you’d attack his mouth right away which put him in the mood and he’d grab the back of your neck to deepened the kiss even more. You would feel his member hardening on your leg, which would make you smile during the kiss. His turn on spot would be his lips, when you’d softly bite on him he’d let out a small moan, giving you the go to continue. You loved to make him feel good, his moans were music to your ears. You would unbuckle his pants, pull them down and start rubbing his throbbing member threw his underwear, making him moan even more. He would suck on your skin, leaving hickeys as a signature and play with your boobs after undressing you. You would then undress him fully, push him to the bed and insert his member inside of you, his moans were getting louder and louder as you thrusted on him. His hands would curl into the bed sheets from the pleasure, and he would, from times to times, grab your butt, making you thrust even deeper. 

anonymous asked:

I adore your work! It's amazing. If you're still taking requests, could you do something where Betty gets a little tipsy and accidentally admits she likes juggie?? Is that dumb??? Lol

These ones are so fun to write! Thanks so much!

Okay, this wasn’t so bad. She kind of liked this.

Looking into Veronica’s expectant eyes, Betty smiled reaching for the brown, bubbly alcohol.

Veronica smiled

“Oh hell yeah! Betty Cooper slaying your dragons, one by one!”

The cold foamy liquid slid down her throat instantly warming her body from the inside out.

It didn’t taste bad, but it was not what she expected beer to taste like at all, it was a little too ..sour?

This wasn’t something Betty did on the regular, going out to wild parties and drinking with her best friends, but today had been a really rough day.

She needed this.

Closing her eyes and leaning against the counter of the blossoms kitchen, she could remember exactly what had put her in this mood .

Ginger Lopez and jughead jones.

That girl had been all over the mysterious moody boy and he just… let it happen. He didn’t try and stop her, he didn’t shove her away when she placed her hands all over his biceps, he didn’t even yell at her when she stole one of his fries at lunch, And in jugheads world? she assumed that was the closest he came to flirting.

So yeah she was frustrated, couldn’t he see how completely head over heels she was for him? She thought she was being obvious, always asking him to pops, running her hands through her hair, she even bought chocolate scented lip gloss, it was his favorite smell after all. But no. nothing. Instead he was gonna end up falling for ginger Lopez and all her fake lipped, leopard wearing glory.

She didn’t have anything against the highlighted brunette, sure she had filed a petition to get her kicked out of seventh grade for wearing a real fur coat, but that was for the animals, not for her. None the less the girl didn’t bother her.

But now.. Betty couldn’t stand to look at her.

She always met Jughead after school to walk home, unfortunately for her she caught him leaning against the bike racks talking to none other than the girl in question. She was batting her false lashes at him and practically devouring him with her eyes. The worst part of it all? He was smiling back at her. Needless to say, Betty turned right around, and made the walk home on her own today.

Pulling her phone out she noticed the four missed texts from Jughead

JUGGIE: where are you? Burgers at pops? My treat.

JUGGIE: missed you after school, did you have to stay after? Meet up later?

JUGGIE: Ron said you were going to the blossoms tonight, safe idea? Not really your scene.

JUGGIE: hello?

Slamming her phone shut, she reached for another beer, having already downed two she could definitely feel the effect.

So Jughead didn’t want her? Fine. She was gonna have fun tonight, ginger could have him for all she cared.

Suddenly Kevin was by her side, handing her a bubbly pink wine cooler.

She grabbed it quickly taking a sip.

Oh that was good. Finishing it in less than a minute she reached for his, before he pulled it away

“Down girl, the night is young! Let’s dance!”

Forty minutes later , four more wine coolers and one steamy dance with Veronica, Betty was feeling more than a little wobbly.

As she made her way to the side of the room, she felt a hand grip her wrist, steadying her.

Whipping around she came nose to nose with jughead jones.

“Oh great, just the person I didn’t want to see.” She groaned.

Hurt flashed in his eyes for a quick second before it was replaced by anger, tugging her along he shouted over the music

“Come on we’re leaving.”

Ripping her wrist free , she shot him a glare

“I’m not going anywhere! I’m having fun.” She smiled doing a twirl.

He sighed

“Fine have it your way.” Suddenly she was up and over jugheads shoulder, his hand on the back of her thighs holding her skirt down.


Finally she felt the cool breeze hit her face, and her feet touched the ground.

“Don’t make this difficult, we’re going home. Arch is driving Ronnie, but I figured we’d walk, you could use the air, maybe it’ll sober you up.” He looked dissapointed.

“Hey! You don’t get to look at me like that, you’re just a silly boy, a stupid silly boy.” She slurred

He shook his head, the confusion evident in his eyes
“Drunk words are sober thoughts and all that, so why don’t you tell me why you’re so upset that you had to go get drunk?”

She narrowed her eyes, wobbling a little in the pavement

“Like you don’t know, why are you even here juggie. I assumed you’d be cuddling your girlfriend right now.”

His eyes widened comically
“ my girlfriend?”

“Oh ginger, I love how your delicious lips taste just like plastic, oh that’s right they are plastic! Let me cuddly you in your rabbit coat. She’s an animal killer, did you know that juggie? I love animals, I would never wear one But you like her instead of me.” She pouted ,as he went to catch her before she fell

“Woah what are you even talking about? Ginger Lopez? You think I like ginger Lopez? Maybe you’re more drunk than I thought.” He gripped her by the shoulders

“Yes I am drunk. Yes I am very drunk. Am I lying? No. every one can see it Jughead, it’s fine I’ll just stare it you from afar like I’ve been doing for five months, you don’t even notice, you don’t even notice me.” She was crying now and every piece of jugheads heart broke, he grabbed her face, Hiding his wince at the alcohol on her breath

“I notice you bets, I notice everything about you.”

She leaned into his palm

“If you noticed you would have known, I was in love with you.”

His heart leapt out of his chest.

“You’re drunk.”

“Drunk words , sober thoughts and all that” she giggled.

He smiled softly

He loved her more than anything but he was not about to have this conversation, with the very tipsy blonde in front of him

“I love you too Betty, and we will discuss this further in the morning, when you’re head is throbbing and you want to bury your self in your bed forever. And that is your punishment.”

She sighed

“Ay ay captain!”

He rolled his eyes reaching for her hand.

It was gonna be a long night

Worth The Risk {Part 09}

Bucky x Reader
Summary: Bucky knew that all Steve wanted was for him to get along with her, but was it really worth the risk?

Part 01 / Part 02 / Part 03 / Part 04 / Part 05 / Part 06 / Part 07 / Part 08 /
Part 10 / Part 11 / Part 12 / Part 13 / Part 14 

Word Count: 2675
Warnings: panic attack tw, swearing, angst (?), probably gonna be sad

A/N: and here’s the next part of Worth the Risk! Hope you enjoy - i’m feeling a little awkward about this part? it felt choppy.. but i’m also just sick and stressed and very tired lol so idk if i’m just being hard on myself or if this is genuinely bad hoo boy but anyways, enjoy!

Originally posted by allthisherostuff

“Not me, birthday boy”

Bucky looked up at his best friend in confusion. Who else would have gone through the trouble for his birthday? He wasn’t particularly close to that many people in the tower and as far as he was concerned, he didn’t deserve any of this.

Steve continued to smile as he watched his overjoyed friend try to make sense of the situation.

“Which dame do you think is capable of putting together something like this, Buck?” Bucky turned around, eyes scanning over those in the room.

There was only one other person whom he was close to, and when his eyes met hers, he knew he had to be right. He took two large steps until he was face to face with Pam.


Pam began to speak, mentioning something about Y/N, but Bucky wasn’t paying attention as he pulled her into his arms.

“What did I do to deserve a friend like you?” Bucky mumbled, looking down at his friend in adoration as they slowly began to pull away from one another. “Thank you so much.”

Pam nodded mutely, a small smile making its way on to her lips. But Bucky was so overwhelmed at that moment that he failed to notice discomfort behind it, or the panicked looks being exchanged around him. He was so overjoyed that evening that he had become blissfully unaware of the mistakes he and his friend had just made.

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- i could hold you forever

a/n : guys i actually adored writing this drabble/angst for you all (and myself not gonna lie lol), i tried to make it slightly longer and managed to actually destroy myself with archie feels. 

word count : 922 

{archie andrews x reader}

Originally posted by suirisblack

you huffed once more as you tossed onto your side. it happened every night and every night it annoyed you just that little bit more than the night before. sleep never came easy to you. thank you insomnia. you rolled over to grab your phone from the side of your bed. the numbers 12:49am shone brightly, causing you to groan. you put your phone back and laid staring at the ceiling. however that didn’t last long either as you decided to get up and pull of a pair of trainers. you grabbed a hoodie from behind your door and placed your phone in your pocket. you walked over to the window and flicked the latch open, pulling it open as quietly as possible; not that you drunkard of a father would care. the cool night breeze fluttered into your room as you hopped out the window. you hopped onto the porch roof, making your way to the ground. once you were safely soft grass of your front lawn you headed off down the street. to the place you knew you’d feel at ease.

it only took a matter of minutes for you to get there. you spotted the familiar side window that belonged to the bedroom of your boyfriend; archie andrews. there was a faint glow coming from the corner of the glass, indicating that he was awake. or that he’d forgotten to turn off his lamp. either way you were about to find out as you started to climb the vine that conveniently grew up to the window. you reached the top, stepping onto the also convenient ledge that was placed under the window. you peered in to see archie sat on his bed writing something. you tapped on the window lightly, causing him to jump. he quickly stuffed his paper and pencil under his bed and walked over to the window pulling it open.

‘isn’t this supposed to be the other way round in the movies and stuff?” he said slightly dazed. you felt a smile creep onto your face at his choice of words.

‘hello to you too’ you giggled, climbing into his room. however you face grew serious as you sat on his bed. his face mirrored yours as he crouched in front of you, taking your hands in his.

‘struggling?’ he whispered not needing an answer. you practically lived at archie’s house the amount of times you’d woken up there. you met his eyes for a split second before looking back down again. he pulled your hands towards his lips, kissing your knuckles gently. even after being together for a good few months, he still managed to make your stomach tighten with emotion. he stood up as you shuffled to the far side of the bed, quickly following suit and lying next to you. his arm looped around your waist as he pulled you close. you placed your head on his chest, using your hand to trace patterns on his pyjama top. you felt his gaze on you and slowly looked up to him. his eyes were filled with amorousness as he brought his lips down to yours. he left two soft kisses on your lips before his eyes scanned your face, inches from his. he reached up to push some hair behind your hair that had escaped from your pony tail. you smiled softly at him as he quickly kissed you again. you placed your head back on his chest as he continued to play with your hair. you sat embraced in each others arms for a few minutes before he broke the silence.

‘i could hold you forever’ he whispered, planting another light kiss on your forehead. it was like being sprinkled with fairy dust; he made you feel a way you were unable to describe. you let out a hushed giggle as you buried your face closer into his chest, which you felt buzz slightly as he laughed softly at how adorable you were.
‘i’m not objecting to that’ you breathed faintly, another smile finding its way onto your face. you felt his fingers start to trace patterns on the stretch of skin that was exposed from the gap between your hoodie and pyjama shorts, relaxing you. it was almost hypnotic. or maybe your body was finally allowing you to sleep; you couldn’t figure it out.

‘thank you archie’ you croaked, staring at his guitar that was across the room. another kiss was placed upon your forehead from the red head you had found your home in, he had a thing about intimate affection tonight, not that you were complaining.

‘we’ll get through this, i promise,’ he whispered back into your ear, an act of redamancy. you sat up once more and placed a soft kiss on his lips. he kissed back, placing his hand under your ear, his thumb caressing your cheek. you pulled away slowly, you breathing shallow. there was no combination of words that could describe your love for him.

‘go to sleep baby,’ he said, noticing the rare sight of sleepiness in your eyes. you turned to face the wall and pushed yourself back against him. he placed his arm back around your waist and placed his face in the crook of your neck so you were both as close to each other as you could possibly be.

‘i love you’ you said daintily, closing your eyes.

‘i love you so much baby’ he replied, his voice filled with infatuation for you as you both fell into a slumber.

@leonygunawan said: HI ITS ME AGAIN!!! i have a lot of ideas so i apologize if you constantly see my user pops up. tonight i present you my idea of a jeff atkins y/n have a job at a daycare in the toddlers section and one day jeff surprised y/n at work and he ended up playing with a lot of the kids, he would carry them above his head since he’s buff as fck (can i cuss?) and the little girls would ask him to be their bf lol okay yeah. this is a very long ask so i will bid you a doo au revoir and gracias 💖💖💖💖

Originally posted by yesilliniz


Having a summer job at a private Daycare is both a blessing and a curse. For one the paycheck every two weeks along with the children’s laughter really brightens your day, but on the other hand, waking up at the butt crack of dawn and dealing with tantrum throwing toddlers is really nerve grating.

But in the end, you wouldn’t have any other job.

“Hey, Y/N, I’m gonna go ahead and take my lunch break. You good to keep an eye on the babies for me, too?” Your co-worker asks. You glance up at Makenzie, energy already dwindling for the day while she still looks bright-eyed, but smile and nod nonetheless. “Thanks! I’ll bring you back something sweet.”

Fortunately for you, the wall separating the infants from the toddlers is about chest high and you can easily see into both rooms at the same time. The toddlers are currently down for their naps, but the two infants that the Daycare takes care of are set to wake up any moment now.

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Originally posted by cyyphr

(word count is like 2000+ oops)

- First things first, let’s be real,, best friend yoongi would roll his eyes at you a LOT n0 doubt

-   your friendship is probably built on insulting each other, in like an affectionate way lmao

- also music,, that would definitely be a major factor of your friendship

-   he’d have such good song recs aaaaa

-   i’m still screaming about his playlist on Spotify !!!!!!

-  ok but like imagine trying to wake him up

-   He’d probably hit u over the head with a pillow n prolly swear at u to get lost

- The most effective way to wake him up was to tip water on his face,,, which he hATes lmao

- But it works s0,,,

-  Sometimes when he’d go a night without sleeping and was feelin kinda cheeky,, he’d pour water on u at 4:30am and justify it as payback

-   loWKEY Cuddles

-   like you’d just be sitting on the couch watching a movie n he’s just flop down and use your lap as a pillow and you’d be all like “yoongi wyd” and he’d be “shh ur comfy”

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anonymous asked:

Fanfic where Betty is distancing herself from Jughead? Like she's thinking about breaking up with him cause of all the serpent stuff... Then Jughead does some big romantic gesture (you could decided whether its a gesture or whether its just Jughead telling Betty why he's so in love with her) and Betty realises she could never leave him. Sorry its long lol

So I wanted this up yesterday but I suck. I trawled through my prompts to see if I could find anything that I could write as a (now belated) birthday gift for the wonderful @peacelovebughead because she deserved some birthday love! And then it got super angsty, so I’m sorry, love! But yeah, this is for you - happy birthday again, Jess!

Betty sighed as she gripped her phone harder, pressing it closer against her ear as it continued to ring. She felt like she heard the incessant noise so often lately that it was ingrained into her head. Her lower lip began to tremble and she pulled it between her teeth, biting down hard to hide the motion. She wouldn’t cry, she refused to cry.

“This is Jughead, leave a message.” The clipped tone of her boyfriend’s voicemail settled heavily over her heart.

They promised they’d try. They told each other, whispered into the creases of each other’s skin shrouded in the shadows of FP’s trailer, that this wouldn’t change anything. It showed in the way Jughead would drop his jacket every time she stepped foot in his line of sight, relieving his shoulders of the leather burden that Betty could feel across her own back like a crushing weight whenever she glimpsed the green and red embroidery.

She thought it would be a relief to see him remove his newly accrued armour in her presence, peeling back the layers he’d so sardonically told her he was in possession of that one night in a Pop’s booth, until he was her Juggie again. But, if anything, it only set her more on edge, confirming the sneaking suspicion that he was playing two sides now, both feet sinking in quicksand and spread across a rapidly widening chasm.

For the first few weeks he’d shown up outside the front step of Riverdale High, leaning against his dad’s truck, one leg casually crossed over the other, as he waited for her to finished cheerleading practice or work on the Blue and Gold. His dark curls and deep flannels stood out against the white snow, beckoning Betty towards him with a magnetic pull that had only been increasing in strength the longer they remained together. If she thought about it, she’d always felt that feeling.

Even when she was little, Jughead would always be there. Betty chastised herself for not realising it sooner, in the moments when they were asleep in his childhood bed. She pressed herself tightly against his warm side as she watched his eyelids flutter, face beautifully relaxed and slackened in sleep. Running her fingers across his soft cheek, over his parted lips, Betty had memorised every quirk in his features; the way his mouth permanently tilted at the corner, how one nostril was slightly bigger than the other, every single perfect placement of the moles and freckles against pale skin. The pads of her fingers continued their travels, over his sternum, barely brushing his chest. Jughead stirred slightly, nose scrunching adorably as she tickled him with her feather-light caresses. Whenever she’d cried over Archie, or tucked herself into a corner beneath the wooden slats of his tree house, he’d find her. Sitting somewhat awkwardly beside her, he listened as she talked without interruption, letting the dam finally burst. He was always bringing her back from the edge, the one she’d been tiptoeing along for as long as she could remember. And now it was her that was making him fall between the cracks of the town, pulled under by the current of North versus South.

The first time he missed a pick up he’d text her. He had stuff to take care of. Betty was well educated enough in cinema and literature to know ‘take care’ was never code for anything desirable. She chewed her lower lip all through practice, tearing the skin until it tasted metallic against her tongue. Cheryl snapped at her more than once for being distracted but she didn’t have it in her to be ashamed for making them run late. Her fleecy, pink jumper had just settled back over her shower-flushed skin when her phone buzzed in her locker.

Pop’s? Twenty minutes? The familiarity of the words, knowing he was safe enough to text her, relieved some of the choking tension in her chest. She hurried to collect her things, scrambling with her bag as she flew down the hallways, icy wind hitting her damp hair and making her shiver as she stepped through the front doors to an empty parking lot.

Betty’s fingers were nervously playing with the straw of her vanilla milkshake when the bell above the door finally signalled his arrival, hair dishevelled and distinctly beanie-less. She blinked, so used to another sight that it took her aback for a moment. She didn’t even notice the jacket at first. He slid in opposite her, not before leaning down to place a chaste kiss to her cheek, cold lips against flushed skin sending a shiver down her spine. He grabbed a handful of fries from the basket in the centre of the table, offering her a smile as he chewed.

“Sorry I couldn’t make it earlier,” he offered in way of apology, choosing not to expand further. The rustle of leather on vinyl caused her eyes to snap down suddenly. He followed her gaze, lifting his arm slightly as he looked down at himself, as if unaware that he’d put the clothing there himself. He squirmed uncomfortably under her steady eyes, tugging at the lapels in a way that made Betty think he couldn’t decided what to do with himself.

“It… It’s cold, Betts,” he muttered, as he chose not to discard the garment, fingers whitening as he gripped at the fabric.

“I didn’t ask you to take it off,” she replied, voice light and indecipherable. He narrowed his eyes slightly. She widened hers. He nodded, not quite sure whether he was being played.

“Okay,” he said slowly, running his fingers through his dark waves.

“You’re not wearing your beanie,” she stated, not raising her voice in question. Jughead sighed, looking out of the window as he rolled his bottom lip between his teeth, scraping the skin roughly.

“What we’re just gonna sit here and discuss my wardrobe now? Was Veronica too busy for that conversation?” he snarked, tone holding more venom than he’d intended to shoot her way. She started, uncomfortable prickle spreading throughout her body. Shame replaced the hardness around his eyes. “Sorry,” he mumbled, dropping his gaze to the tabletop like a scolded toddler. She blinked a few times, fists uncurling, shaking her shoulders and straightening them minutely as she stood. Jughead’s eyes snapped up, mouth parting in fear as he expected her to leave. She rounded the table, tapping his bicep in an indication for him to move over. He did so, arm winding round her waist as soon as she was settled beside him. Her fingers lifted to his hair, running through the free curls, fingers scratching delicately against his scalp as he let out a mild hum of appreciation.

“Just means I get to do this,” she smiled, ducking her head to meet his nervous blue eyes. He lifted the corner of his mouth in return, gaze flicking from her eyes to her lips before they leant towards each other, pressing their lips together in a light but reassuring kiss.

She almost missed him the first time he showed up to take her home on his bike. He was leaning against the side, timid smile gracing his lips as he caught sight of her honey gold hair.

“What’s this?” she asked, slowing her steps as she cautiously approached the vehicle, eyebrows knit in concern. Jughead turned to look over his shoulder, as if confirming that she was seeing what he was seeing. A hand came up to rub the back of his neck nervously.

“Err, it was a gift. Some of the guys needed the truck and I still wanted to pick you up. I didn’t think you’d mind,” he shrugged, eyes gentle but still guarded.

The guys. The phrase bounced uncomfortably inside Betty’s head, the casualness causing her to bristle.

“I-I don’t know, Juggie,” she said cautiously, looking at the shiny chrome and thinking it reflected in the same way as the black ice currently coating the Riverdale roads. Jughead sighed, standing to his full height as he placed a palm on each of her shoulders.

“Come on, Betts. It’s fine, I know how to drive it. You’re safe with me,” he coloured his words with a little more meaning that just road safety. “Live a little?” he tacked on, raising an eyebrow in challenge at her as his mouth quirked into a smirk. She rolled her eyes, shifting her weight from foot to foot as her mouth pulled into a betraying smile. He kissed her slightly wrinkled forehead before mounting the bike, holding out a hand to help her on behind him.

Her fingers ached by the time they made it to her house, stiff from the cold and the unrelentingly tight grip she’d had on his shirt the entire ride home. Sure, there was an element of freedom in the feeling of frigid winds combing its way through her hair, making her eyes stream as they blew through the town. But there was an hint of uncertainty in it all, some wary part of Betty’s brain clicking into overdrive as she felt every jolt, wobble and vibration beneath her.

The most disconcerting thing, she thought as she was watched Jughead speed off down the street, glad her mother wouldn’t be home to hear the loud revving of the engine and come to investigate, was how at ease Jughead had seemed. He gripped the handlebars with a practised finesse. His back was free of any kind of tension. He weaved easily through the traffic, slipping almost like a dark shadow across the streets of the Northside, only noticeable due to the bright golden light that clung to his waist.

It should have made her happy, that Jughead was finding his place in the town that had thrown nothing but hardship after hardship at him since he could walk. But she couldn’t let go of that feeling that a storm was coming, ten times bigger than the one that had already swept through their sleepy town life. And it might have something to do with the fact that she was caught in an unwinnable standoff with the unblinking eyes of a threaded snake the whole ride back.

He didn’t pick her up anymore. Hell, he wasn’t even allowed to come on school property, especially not on his bike, branded with the emblem of a much despised gang. When she had asked him, with little questioning in her voice anyway, if he was there he hadn’t been able to meet her eyes. But the blossoming bruise forming over his right cheekbone, swelling his eye slightly, and the blood on his knuckles already gave Betty her answer.

The local news was already reporting it - in fact, it was all they were reporting. It was the biggest blow out between the North and South sides that Riverdale had ever seen. Tensions had been boiling, pressure building up until no one could take it anymore and things just snapped.

“They are dangerous, Jug!” she yelled, ponytail swinging as she shook her head at his disagreement.

“They’re like my family, Betty, they’re the only people who have offered me protection…” She cut him off, her own blood beginning to boil like that which was currently running through the streets, getting washed into the drain by the ongoing thunderstorm that had burst through the heavy clouds. Her voice rose above the pounding of raindrops on the trailer’s roof.

“You call this protection?! You’re hurt, Jughead. You were thrown into the middle of a town-wide fist fight, and that is supposed to be protection? Your idea of family is pretty messed up if you think-” She cut herself off abruptly, eyes widening in panic as he visibly recoiled from her words. “I didn’t mean…”

“Yeah,” he laughed humorlessly. “You did.” He nodded to the ground, shoving his hands deep into the pockets of his jeans. “And you’re right, it is fucked up.” He met her eyes and the lack of anger there stole her breath. She ached to take the few steps that separated them but her legs wouldn’t move. “But isn’t it always?” he asked, defeated. Tears pooled along her waterline, over-spilling with little warning, leaving hot, itchy trails down her cheeks. She wiped them away furiously, material of her sweater scratching her skin red.

“You promised me, Jug. You said that this wouldn’t change anything between us,” she lamented, voice barely above a whisper. It wasn’t just the fact that he didn’t turn up to take her home, didn’t fetch Fred’s ladder to climb through her window anymore. He didn’t talk to her anymore. She could feel the hard shell he’d broken his way out of to be with her resealing around him, stronger than before. He shrugged his shoulders once.

“I guess I lied,” he murmured.

Neither of them was willing to let go. She’d cleaned his knuckles, pressed ice to his forehead and whispered soothing words to him as he curled around her while he fell asleep that night. But Betty knew you couldn’t escape the inevitable forever.

The beep of the voicemail echoed in her ears.

“Jug,” she sighed, hating the way her voice hitched. She took a breath before trying again. “Jughead, I haven’t heard from you all week. I’m really worried and I think… I need to see you, in person,” she choked out, casting her eyes to the ceiling in an attempt to keep the tears from falling. She didn’t want to cry anymore. She ended the call, flicking off the light in the Blue and Gold office before shutting the door and making her way to the exit.

Her breath caught in her throat as she looking up from the top step of the high school. There, in the parking lot a few feet away, was Jughead Jones. Her Jughead. He was leaning against his dad’s truck, one leg casually crossed over the other as he looked up at her, deep circles beneath his eyes. His beanie was planted firmly on his head, hands shoved in the pockets of his denim, sheepskin lined jacket, tired smile trying to tilt his lips upwards.

“Juggie,” she breathed as she made her way towards him with slow, evenly paced steps.

“Happy Birthday, Betts,” he murmured. Her shoulders collapsed with a disbelieving laugh.

“You remembered?” she asked, coming closer still. His brow furrowed.

“How could I forget?” he told her, hands reaching out to her timidly. She settled herself between his legs, palms coming up to rest against his chest, rubbing the fabric of his shirt between her fingers. “It’s the most important day of my year, “ he finished with unwavering conviction. Betty tilted her head, warmth spilling in her chest.

“Jug,” she whispered with a wry smile. He looked down, fingers tightening around her waist, as if his touch could stop the words from coming.

“I know what you’re thinking, Betty. And I’m hoping that you’ll just wait, and come with me,” he asked, looking up at her from beneath his lashes, eyes desperate. She’d go anywhere with him, at least there was a time when she thought she would.

“Okay,” she heard herself saying before she could even think. Apparently, she still would. They climbed into the truck, Jughead biting back his relieved sigh; he wasn’t out of the woods yet.

They drove in silence, Jughead leaving his palm upturned in the hopes that she’d lace her fingers with his. When she did his shoulders relaxed, bringing her knuckles to his lips to lay a delicate kiss there. He drove towards the river, parking up next to one of the trails that led into the woods and turning off the engine.

“Is this the part where you kill me?” she joked wearily, turning her teasing eyes from the trees to meet his. He smiled at her, letting out a laugh at her ability to still make jokes before opening his door and hopping out. He gathered up the blankets and the cooler from the bed of the truck and walked round to meet Betty.

“Come on,” he said, tilting his head in the direction of the trail. They walked, again in silence, only the rustling of wildlife and the rushing of the approaching river disturbing their quiet. Betty gasped as they broke through into a clearing just a few paces back from the river, not as deadly looking in the early spring. Tiny lights had been strung up throughout the branches, creating a million different constellations as their warm light bounced off the green leaves, trees just beginning to sprout blossom. Jughead shook out the blanket, placing the cooler down on top before settling down himself and opening his arms to her. She went to him, nestling between his bent legs, back to his chest, heartbeat over heartbeat. He pulled a milkshake out of the cooler and handed it to her. They sat for a moment, watching the moving of the water, cocooned in their private sanctuary.

“This was really nice of you, Jug,” she thanked him after a while. His arm tightened around her, as if he was sensing she was ready to flee. “You didn’t have to.” She picked at the styrofoam of her empty cup.

“Yes I did,” he interrupted hurriedly. “You’re my girlfriend, this is what boyfriends do,” he smiled into her hair, remembering conversations with her that felt like a lifetime ago. He felt the vibrations of her chuckle against his front. He licked his lips, suddenly dry.

“Betty, I’m sorry. I was scared that if I kept you as close as I wanted you that you’d get pulled in too deep as well, and it would be my fault if anything happened to you.” He pulled in a shaky breath. “I couldn’t give you up but maybe if you…” She twisted in his arms, eyes searching his. “I just wanted you safe,” he finished lamely instead. Her cool palms cupped his flushed cheeks.

“That’s all I’ve ever wanted for you too, Jug,” she implored. “And we were in this together, from the start. At least, I thought we were…” Betty’s confidence wavered, her hands beginning to slip from his skin. His fingers wrapped around her wrists, holding them there.

“We are, we still can be. This,” he cast his eyes around the clearing. “Is to show you that Riverdale isn’t the be all end all. It doesn’t have to be the way it is, we can change it, make it better. One day,” he swallowed, clearing some of the thickness in his throat. “One day we could make it out, together.” Betty let out the breath she didn’t know she was holding, leaning forwards to press a bruising kiss to his lips. His was thinking of a future - it was what she didn’t realise she desperately needed to hear.

“Also,” Jughead murmured after they’d parted. He reached into his pocket, pulling out a small velvet bag. Betty took it with shaking fingers, tipping the contents into her flattened palm. The tiny ring glinted in the lights. The silver metal was thin and light, a tiny three pointed crown making up the emblem on the front. She drew in a breath, picking the delicate jewellery up and slipping it onto her finger. She met Jughead’s eyes, his cheeks covered in a deep blush. “I don’t want you to feel like I’m claiming you or anything. But… I just wanted to give you something, as a reminder. I’m forever yours, Betty Cooper. Even if we’re further apart than we’d like to be right now, I’m still yours.”

Tears spilled down Betty’s cheeks and for the first time in months she didn’t mind that she was crying. Because Jughead Jones was hers, she was certain of it. And she was his.


Rhys is the owner and he’s pretty much the best boss anyone could ever have. Quality pay.  Good manners. Everything runs smoothly under him. 

Amren is the manager under him, but no one ever sees her do anything. She shows up to events and probably orders linen or something and she always has an opaque starbucks cup in hand that never has coffee in it. No one’s sure what she drinks but they just know that you don’t mess with Amren’s stuff. Always well dressed, usually black slacks and a pristine, pressed shirt with a statement necklace every time.  Never eats any of the food despite being around it 24/7.

Mor manages the staff and is ON HER GAME. She sends out a prompt, color coordinated schedule every week and everyone’s times are always perfect. She knows what she’s about. She’s pretty hands on with running everything, and always makes an effort to check in on every event and help run them. She’s also the only one to show up at a 6 am shift on a saturday morning still in her club dress from the night before with heels in hand (she always keeps a change of clothes in her office for nights like those). Always keeps things fun, especially on long days and always brings in snacks for everyone in the mornings and organizes a work party for every excuse she can. (They definitely have monthly parties to celebrate everyone’s birthday in that month)

Cassian, oh Cassian… is the chef. The kitchen is loud and he’s usually laughing and he always, always keeps his hair in a bun and fills out his jacket very nicely (Nesta approves). His food is to die for and he’s always throwing in a few extra things he whips up for the staff. He comes with them to events to help plate food and will check up on the crowd to make sure they like everything. Could probably take a rack out of an oven and not feel a thing. Fingertips are probably burned off at this point, it’s a running joke that if anything is too hot to carry, Cass can just handle it for you. (he always jokes that he can carry all the burning hot things because he’s equally as hot and Nesta is just -_- even though she’s basically in agreement)  

Azriel is the baker, and he makes all the breads and desserts they serve. He and Cass work hand in hand a lot to get everything done and they’re always asking each other to try their thing to make sure it tastes good. Az prefers being in the back of house because he doesn’t particularly enjoy the interacting part of the job and it’s usually chaotic in front of everyone. And every once in a while, when Mor is having a bad day, he makes sure there are “extra” slices of her favorite triple chocolate cake on her desk that he definitely didn’t make just for her, not at all. 

Nesta is a server who’s relatively new, but still gets it done. She sets tables like a beast and everything she does is precise, clean, and even if she’s just pushed that one disturbingly massive hotbox half a mile to a venue, she’s never sweaty or has a hair out of place, it’s truly astonishing. She also definitely doesn’t have a thing for the chef. Not at all. It’s not like she stares at his forearms when he rolls up the sleeves of his white uniform or always casually suggests that she can be the one to go pick up the food from the kitchen. 

Elain is another server who pretty much always ends up working the bars. She can be a little slow setting things up sometimes, but she’s still a hard worker and everyone loves her enough that she could take fifty years to set a beverage station and everyone would still smile at her. She enjoys the jobs that involve interacting with people and can somehow magically pour red wine over a white tablecloth and keep them absolutely pristine.

Feyre is a server too, so she does everything, but they usually leave the design elements up to her. She’ll help Cass plate the food sometimes, or arrange a board of fruit into cool shapes.  She and Rhys are shamelessly dating even though everyone is ??? “wait ur dating ur boss?” No one cares though, and its usually never a problem except that one time Mor walked into Rhys’s office without knocking and found them making out with her sitting in his lap. 

Lucien (you can thank @highfaelucien​ for this idea) runs the flower shop that supplies centerpieces/decorations, and he always hangs around after a delivery to talk with everyone… aka flirt with the pretty server who blushes when he hands her a flower. He has his usual beautifully long hair and will mostly keep it up for work so it doesn’t get in the way. He’s always casually, immaculately dressed and smells ridiculously good (not that Elain has noticed). He has his cartilage pierced too, and Elain definitely doesn’t drool over his earrings when he has his hair pulled back out of the way. Their interactions are mainly Lucien being >:) and ;) while Elain blushes beet red.

Other assorted pieces:  

Sometimes when they’re just finishing cleaning up, Mor and Cass will have a drink after (no one knows how they aren’t tired). Mor supplies the alcohol. Cassian supplies the dessert. They’ll sit in the empty kitchen and share a slice of cake and trade stories about all the weird stuff that happened that day. 

Nesta and Mor definitely make out at the Christmas party one year. Mor is in this little red dress with black tights and heels and they end up with red lipstick smeared all over their faces, stumbling out of the linen closet.

Cass tries to woo Nesta with food and it works better than he thought it might. At first he thinks he’ll make some big, fancy dessert, but then he’s like… nah STEAK.  Az walks by Cassian’s station and is confused at first because there’s nothing they need that for that night? But he turns it over in the pan and casually says that Nesta is hungry…. “You’re trying to romance her…. with meat???” “Steaks are sexy Azriel.” Luckily though, Cass is very :))) when he brings Nesta’s plate to her and her eyes go a little wide because he really didn’t have to do that, really he didn’t. But since its there…. She digs into it and probably lets out this moan that has Cass grinning wider and he goes down to brag to Az about her liking it. 

Az feeds the cats behind the building every night and Mor thinks its adorable. One is looking particularly worse for wear, though, and he ends up taking it home and basically adopting it. Mor proudly calls herself the kitty’s “co parent” and goes around bragging about their child to everyone while Az blushes in the background.

Nesta has been forever banned from driving the truck because her road rage + a giant truck is really not a good idea. She’s thiiiiis close to being banned from the truck whenever Cassian is in it too because they inevitably end up fucking in the back of it while he lifts her onto a cart. 

Smut bonus: 

when Nessian are finally together, he brings back homemade whipped cream and chocolate sauce for them to use ~that night~ but it just devolves into Nesta laughing so hard she’s crying because she can’t take Cassian seriously when he’s spraying whipped cream onto her boobs. 

still - peter parker

Still -  ((Tom Holland)) Peter Parker x Reader | 3rd Person

Prompt: When (Y/N) thinks Peter is cheating on her, she’s crushed. She eventually breaks up with him because he’s keeping secrets—but the only one who seems to be hurt is (Y/N) herself. (there’s also a dude named Jackson who’s not part of the spiderman franchise but is important to the story)

a/n: it’s been a while. also this is pretty shit. EDIT: omg thank u guys for all the likes holy shit i’m screeching and it’s 1 am

“Hey babe!” Peter greets as he walks over to (Y/N), a smile on his face.

“Hello Peter.” (Y/N) says emotionlessly.

“What’s wrong?” Peter pouts and leans to kiss her, only for (Y/N) to pull away.

“Where were you last night?” She says to him, looking him right in his eyes.

“I was at my apartment, like I told you. I was just catching up on some work I had to do.” Peter said back, smiling at her.

“Well—you want to know what’s funny?—I went over to your apartment and guess what? May said you weren’t home, and hadn’t been for a while. She thought you were out with me! Or at least, that’s what you told her!” (Y/N) was basically shouting at this point.

“I-I’m sorry, it’s just th-”

“It’s just what! Don’t come up with a damn excuse! Tell me what’s going on right now or this thing we have going on here is over! You’re probably fucking cheating on me, aren’t you. I knew it. Those empty promises, skipping dates, rescheduling and rescheduling over and over again! I’m sick of it! What is happening to you, Peter? To us.” (Y/N) was beyond angry. Peter hadn’t attended any of the dates they planned for the past month. He would say sorry, and she would crack, accepting every apology he could come up with—but not this time.

“I-it’s just, well, uh you see, I’ve been….” Peter couldn’t tell her. As much as it hurt him to see (Y/N) standing in front of him with glassy tears in her eyes, he didn’t tell her the truth. She couldn’t know the truth, she would be put in too much danger.

“Well?” (Y/N) demanded.

“I’m sorry,” Peter said looking down.

“I’m sorry, too.”

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Mi Corazón (Peter Parker x Reader Drabble)

Anonymous asked: hi!!! i wanted to request a cute, fluffy piece where the reader knows spanish and peter tries to flirt with her in spanish (they’re already dating) and he like fails miserably or she just teases him and it’s just outright adorable?? please and thanks!!

Summary: Peter tries to flirt with you in Spanish after seeing you freak out over tickets for one of your favorite Latinx performers - Prince Royce.

Warnings: None, pure, embarrassing but cute floof

Word Count: 554

A/N: I changed the request just a lil bit but I hope y’all enjoy!! I’m loving the fact I can’t go more than like a day without posting a new fic but its cool, all good. Also, I’ve listed (not direct) spanish to english translations at the bottom, in order of appearance :)

“No lo puedo creer!!” Peter hears you frantically speaking over the phone in Spanish, unable to contain your excitement. He laughs, enjoying the sight. You’re running around your room, practically bouncing up and down every other second, waving your hands around as you talk with your best friend.

Peter’s just surprised you with concert tickets for you and your best friend to see one of your favorite singers - Prince Royce. He remembered how you fangirled over him months ago, even playing some songs of his for Peter, while you tried to teach him the lyrics, to no avail. While you were a native speaker, having grown up in a Spanish-speaking household, always listening to music in Spanish, Peter had only taken classes, since middle school. Even after 5 years, Peter was embarrassed of how little he had retained, and even more so of his accent, even when you assured him he sounded fine.

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Imagine Bangtan: Tattoo Artist & Piercer! Jeon Jungkook

Hey guys! So, this is going to be a different profession AU! for all of Bangtan~

I hope you enjoy it!!! 

Imagine Bangtan (Different Profession AU!): Min Yoongi | Kim Taehyung | Park Jimin | Jung Hoseok | Kim Seokjin | Kim Namjoon

Originally posted by jeony

Okay so, this is how I see it going

  • After you’re done with your exams and shit, you made this plan to fulfill your dream of getting a tattoo and extra ear piercings
  • So you ask around for a good place to go to and book an appointment with the best guy there
  • After a couple of drinks and some encouraging pep talks from your friends, you decide to head out a bit early, just to make sure you aren’t late
  • And you’re sitting in the waiting room when you see him
  • He’s got the most beautiful tattoos all over his right hand, covering the length of it and his piercings shine under the lighting, making you blush furiously
  • Because how the actual fuck can a guy look that hot?!?!!? I know this is a cringe line but someone needs to arrest him for being so hot like wtaf
  • This had by far got to be the most handsome man you’ve ever seen in your life and you’re practically drooling
  • And then he gives you a heart attack by walking towards you
  • You’re internally freaking out like ‘why is a hot guy walking towards me???’
  • And he’s like, “Y/N?” leaving you super confused but you nod your head yes and he smiles softly at you before being all swag like, “Okay hon, let’s get you pierced and tattooed up, shall we?”

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there on a balcony in summer air



shoutout to @parlegee for proofreading, ur the number one

Considering how much the general universe seems to specifically have it out to ruin his life, Jake thinks that he’s been having a pretty amazing day so far.

Of course, it is his wedding day, so it’s inherently supposed to be a good one, unless he’s the generic fiance from all those rom coms who isn’t right for spunky Jennifer Garner and Matthew McConaughey is scheduled to burst through the doors roughly three hours ago yelling I object. Jake’s pretty sure that that movie doesn’t actually exist, but the concept of it is kind of terrifying, because what if he is Random Wrong Fiance No. 23, except instead of Matthew McConaughey ruining things, the ceiling falls in, or Amy gets abducted by aliens. Or worst, Charles gets abducted by aliens. Or even worst, Gina’s baby gets abducted by aliens.

That would definitely be the worst of all, Jake thinks, because Gina would never let any of them forget that her progeny was probably the youngest person ever to do space travel.

Jake’s point, he thinks, getting back on topic – he should really be concentrating on his dancing, because he and Amy nearly just crashed into Holt and his mom, which, wow, that’s making him emotional, look at the ceiling, Jake – God, anyways. There’s gotta be a rule, somewhere, is what Jake’s trying to say. A rule, somewhere in the universe, right, that wedding days are off limits for terrible awful no-good bad stuff to happen. If it’s not a rule already, he’s making it a rule.

Or like, maybe Amy could make it a rule, because she’s a Sergeant now, so she has more authority than him.

Something – something like that.

That being said, it’s not like the universe hasn’t tried to derail this monumentous occasion (yes Amy, monumentous is a word, I didn’t mean monumental, I looked it up on the dictionary app – yes a reliable one, no, my voice is not cracking like it does when I’m telling a lie –)

It’s not like there haven’t already been some hardcore attempts at day-derailing, is all he’s saying, so maybe the rule thing is just wishful thinking on Jake’s part. Thus far, from eight forty-two this morning all the way until exactly two minutes ago when Charles burst into tears over the remains of the wedding cake again, approximately five near-catastrophes have occurred. At least five. If not more. Jake can’t remember if there were more or less, so he makes a mental list, just to be sure.

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anonymous asked:

Can you do somethin cute where Gladio's like "it's time for you to meet my partner," and everyone's expecting his partner to be kinda cool like him but it's just this smol soft person? Like they even make Prompto look tough!

HAHAHAHA OMG THIS IS GONNA BE SUCH A FLUFFY AFFAIR! Thank you for sending this one in, cute anon! <3

Tagging some pals: @rubyphilomela (hahaha omg so sorry about the angst fest last update lol), @itshaejinju, @blindbae, @lady-asuka, @stunninglyignis, @cupnoodle-queen, @xalexanderxkozachenkox and @hypaalicious :D OH and @alicemoonwonderland <3


Opposites Attract

You were nervous about meeting your boyfriend’s friends. You weren’t exactly consistent with the type of women Gladiolus Amicitia dated in the past. Gladio had reassured you many times, telling you that Ignis, Prompto and Noctis would absolutely love you- but you were still nervous. You clutched onto Gladio’s arm and walked beside your much taller and over all larger boyfriend, dressed neatly in a cute, mid-length yellow summer dress and a black cardigan. You wore simple black sandals along with your outfit, and slowly began to fret about the way you were dressed.

Noticing you panic, Gladio turned his warm gaze down towards you before the two of you entered the casual eatery the guys had agreed to meet you and Gladio at. “Hey, what’s wrong?” the prince’s Shield asked, his usually boisterous voice soft and attentive. You smiled up sweetly at Gladio and shrugged nervously.

“Ah, just worried about nothing. As usual…” you trailed off, your soft voice eaten up by the noise of the crowds around you and Gladio. Your boyfriend shook his head in amusement and leaned down to press a kiss against your forehead.

“Silly, you’ve got nothing to worry about. You’re absolutely perfect and loveable and the guys really wanted to meet you anyway so, you’re pretty much the one doing them the favour!” Gladio chuckled as he led you inside the eatery with a large warm hand resting on your lower back. You giggled nervously and let Gladio push you inside, your eyes darting around behind your spectacles, looking for familiar men you’d only seen in photographs.

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Harry Styles - Best Friends Get In Fight - Imagine

[I wish I had a Harry to help me through bff fights. I’ve had plenty of them. lol Enjoy!]

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fuck me up pt.3

Daddy kink (is that really a warning with me?), fucking on counters, fingering (kinda), eating out, unprotected sex ( w r a p it up kiddos) really bad writing of smut. Lol send help.

Part One / Part Two / Part Three

“Daveed, I’m back.” you hollered as you carried a couple bags in your hands. You heard a groan as you shut the door, your eyes adverted to the bedroom where a faint light glowed.

“Are you okay?” you asked as you walked into the room, setting down the bags. His head shook, the mess of curls moving with it. Your lips turned into a line and you sat on the bed, your body dipping the soft mattress and blankets as he let out another groan.

“Babe,” you whispered, “What’s wrong?” he didn’t answer like he normally would, he just groaned.


Your hand touched his lower back and pressed down softly. “Is it work?” you asked as he nodded.

“Clipping. or Hamilton?” you already knew the answer.

Hamilton had been killing him for the last few weeks as they learned choreography.

“Hamilton.” he murmured into the pillow. A small laugh left your lips as you worked your hands up his back. Taking out most of the knots.

“What can I do to make you feel better?” you asked and moved up the bed so you could lay your head on his shirtless back.

“I don’t know.” he murmured. Your lips pressed a kiss behind his ear, a place that drove him crazy, before pushing your hands into his hair.

“Figure something out, I’ll do anything to make you happy.” you kissed his neck before getting up. You kicked off your shoes you had worn before stripping off the jeans and tee shirt. Your bra followed it as you reached for Daveed’s ripped sweater.

“Why do you even have this?” you giggled as he looked at you. His eyes were filled with many emotions but the one that always overpowered them was the love and adoration he had for you.

“You look cute in it so I keep it around,” he mumbled and kept his head deep in the pillow. You smiled and walked out of the room, the sound of your feet hitting the ground softly as you walked to the kitchen.

“What do you want to eat?” you asked and waited for a response as you pulled out your premade salad. Daveed let out another groan as the sound of loud pitter patter made its way into the kitchen. His body pressed against the wall. Your eyebrow raised and you grabbed an apple, going to cut it. Daveed stopped you for a moment before he spoke up.

“I do not want to eat that,” he spoke allowed,

“Then what do you want to eat?” you asked while turning to set the apple back in its place before you felt hands on your waist.

“You.” he growled in your ear before biting the skin that met with your ear and jaw.

“Oh,” you whispered and allowed his hands to travel up your body. You allowed a short breath to leave your lips once his hands reached your breasts. His large hands massaged your tender breasts through the material of the sweater.

A soft moan erupted from you, a smirk played along Daveed’s lips before he moved his hands away from you to pull his sweaty body away from you, leaving you with only your panties.

You were his.

“Do you want me to eat you, Kitten?” Daveed asked, the nickname making your legs weak for a millisecond. His hands went back to your breasts. This time his fingers pinched your nipples before twisting a little. Another moan came from your mouth at these actions.

“Daveed,” you whispered in an attempt to tell him what you wanted. A small hum left his lips before he pulled his hands away.

His hands moved away from you but tapped your thighs singling you to jump, which you did. Your legs wrapped around his waist as your lips met with his once again.

Your tongues battled for dominance for a moment before he pulled away from you. His teeth digging into your bottom lip before letting the flesh go.

“What do you want?” he asked as you whined, your eyes met with his before you spoke up.

“I want you,” you whispered.

“Who?” he asked as his hand left your thigh to unbuttoned his pants.

“You daddy,” you told him as a smirk played along his lips. “Good girl.” he praised before meshing your lips together again. You felt his hard cock against your throbbing clit once his pants we off his body. Once they were completely gone he began to grind against you.

“Who?” He asked again, “You! God, you!” A smirk grew on his lips as you let out a loud moan.

His hands pulled at your shorts for a moment. You lifted your body for him to remove the thin material, along with your shirt and panties. He slid his hands down your thighs and to your throbbing center. His fingers grazed against your clit. A loud moan erupted from his movements.

Daveed moved his fingers against your clit once more as he slid down your body so he was kneeling in front of your body.

His tongue made contact with your slit, he slowly licked up the length of your pussy as you whined. A smirk formed on his lips again as he made his way to your clit, sucking on it before taking his plump lips from you.

His fingers brushed up and down your thighs before he moved his mouth away from your clit to allow his fingers to press against it. He stared at you to watch your facial expressions. The way your nose scrunched, how your eyes squeezed shut and how you moaned loudly at the way he moved his fingers against you.

“I want you on my cock so bad,” Daveed told you, “This soaking pussy squeezing against my cock, God I can’t wait.” He moaned out, your eyes opened for a moment as you looked down at him.

“Then why wait?” You asked, he smiled and removed his fingers from you and lifted himself up. He peeled off his boxers and pushed you down by your shoulders. The head of his cock pressed against your entrance before slowly entering you. A loud gasp escaped from both of you. A pushed fully into you before stopping himself so you could adjust.

“Move.” You whispered and pushed your hips up. He gripped your hips in his large hands and started to move his hips into yours. Thrusting back and forth inside you.

“You feel so good, Daddy.” You moaned out and reached your hands up to push through his hair. His hand met with your wrists and pushed them both above your head. You pushed against his pressure before giving up while he used his hips into yours harder and faster.

“Do you need to cum?” He asked in a soft whisper, the feeling all of sudden coming over you. A nod erupted from you before he groaned. He was close.

“Cum.” He ordered, your pussy tightened around his cock as you began to cum around him. A few thrusts later he was cumming. His warm liquid coating your walls while he pulled out.

He let go of your wrists. “Thank you.” He whispered and kissed your lips quickly before pulling away and helping you up.

“Yeah.” You whispered and wrapped your arms around his naked body.

“I love you.” He whispered in your ear as you repeated the words.

“Can we sleep?” You asked and heard him laugh before guiding you to the bedroom.