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The White Dress.

This story is about my friends MIL, and her wedding. Strap in guys, this is a wild ride in which I did THE THING that got me banned from any of her family functions. (Plus a few threats of dismemberment and bodily harm)

A good friend of mine from university was getting married! They had been a couple since Junior year of college, through her 2 years in the peace corps and currently her return to this continent. 6 years in total. She had been to all manner of family functions and always came back with a strange story about how she thinks her MIL secretly hates her. But she being a very quiet and sweet person pushed those thoughts aside.

Point 1: She is vegetarian and jewish, husband is not. She was invited and went to Christmas dinner and figured she would just eat sides, as well she brought a vegetarian casserole. MIL, after knowing her for THREE years, and being told by husband a few weeks before about not to forget friend doesn’t eat meat…proceeded to put meat in every dish. Friend drank water and ate her casserole the whole night while MIL cried to everyone that friend was so rude for not eating her cooking.

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Bad Things- Jughead Jones

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Description: Just glimpses in to Jughead and Reader’s relationship. Heavily based off of the song “Bad Things” by Camila Cabello and Machine gun Kelly because I’m a total slut for that bop

Warnings: SIN SIN SIN SIN SO MUCH SIN IM A SINNER, Swearing, implied smut, actual descriptive smut like guys this is kinda intense.

I DID IT OKAY I SINNED FOR Y’ALL

(Disclaimer: If you are uncomfortable with Jughead Jones smut then Do.Not.Read. This is literal actual smut intended for the Riverdale Tv Show version of Jughead Jones portrayed by Cole Sprouse, as all my other fics are. If you are offended or do not like this kind of stuff, then just keep scrolling. This is requested by my followers and I won’t deny it or not do it simply because a few other people don’t like it.)


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“Am I outta my head, am I outta my mind? If you only knew the bad things I like.”


It was the little things about him that always had me craving him. The veins along his wrists, when his jaw was clenched. The little hints of curls that poked out of his gray beanie, almost as if they were begging to see the light of day. The frame of his body was probably my favorite part. I had never been attracted to buff men, particularly guys like my friend Archie Andrews. He was a whole different story though. He was tall and lean, almost comparing to the body of a track runner, but his body was still toned in all of the right places, and he was certainly strong enough to carry me up my stairs to my bedroom. Jughead Jones made me think the most sinful things, and I couldn’t ever stop. I’m just lucky that the feeling is mutual.

“Y/n?Did you just hear a thing I said?” My best friend Veronica looked at me expectantly, her eyebrows raised and looking frustrated with me. Truthfully, I hadn’t heard a thing she said. I was too busy focusing my attention on something more…interesting.

Jughead Jones had started out as a friend. That’s how they all did, right? We had four classes together, and mutual friends, so of course, we grew incredibly close over time.Eventually, it became something more The boy stared back at me, his blue eyes piercing through mine and in to my head, almost reading my thoughts. I saw as he mouthed a simple word “tonight” and I gave him a slight nod, biting my lip in response.

“Sorry V, she’s too focused on her loverboy.” Archie taunted me, passing by us and to his friend, knocking shoulders with him. Jughead blushed slightly, not moving from his position on the lockers, his arms crossed over him. I could fix that.

I strutted over, my hips moving a little more than they usually do. Jughead uncrossed his arms and they immediately went to my waist once I reached him, pulling me in to his body that was still against the lockers. I leaned up, pressing my lips to his quickly before the bell rang. I broke apart from my boyfriend, my hand sliding down his shirt slowly. I pulled away, winking at him before strutting off. I didn’t even have to turn around to know his eyes were on me, watching my every step.



“No matter what you say, no matter what you do, I only wanna do bad things to you.”



Jughead and I had been together for a good six months before we got in to our first fight. He always had his nose shoved in to his laptop, and I got no attention from him anymore, and I was angry. I had waited a while for him to notice, and he never did, so I took matters in to my own hands.

My boyfriend sat at a stool in my kitchen, his hands in his hair and his laptop in front of him, His beanie long forgotten on the counter. If I wasn’t so pissed at him, I might have offered to release some of that tension, but I wasn’t in a giving mood that day. I slammed the laptop shut, my eyes glaring at him. Jughead looked up at me with a confused look.

“Forsythe, do you remember why I invited you over?” I asked him, my eyebrow cocked while I waited to his answer. His mouth opened slightly, trying to string together something and drawing up a blank. I scoffed, shaking my head and walking away.

“Baby, wait-” Jughead hopped off the stool, following me out of the room.

“Jughead, I asked you to come over because I wanted to spend time with you!! Not so I could watch you on your laptop the whole time! I just want some of you to myself!is that too much?”

“You know how important this novel is to me, y/n-”

“ I know that! But I should be more important!” I shouted. I didn’t care if I sounded selfish. I was pissed.

“ Of course you’re more important! What kind of question is that?!” Jughead looked at me like I was ridiculous and I shook my head.

“Really? Because sometimes it feels like you would choose that book over me if it came down to it.” I crossed my arms, my foot tapping against the hardwood floor. Jughead’s face fell, and the anger on his face was replaced with a sad look.

“That is not true, that is not true at all, I would always choose you.” Jughead closed the gap between us, his arms wrapping around my waist. I pushed him away slightly, my hands on his chest.


“Prove it.” I spoke bravely, my tone of voice becoming different.


Everything happened relatively quickly from there.Jughead’s hands went around my back, lifting me so my legs were wrapped around his waist, and his fingers wrapping around the backs of my thighs. His mouth was on mine and I felt my back hit the wall. Jughead’s lips went to my neck, sucking harshly at the skin until purple bruises adorned it. My hands went to his sweater, almost ripping the fabric just to get it off of him.

“ My room,” I panted, my hands tangled in Jughead’s hair while he sucked harshly at the collarbone peeking out of my tank top. He adjusted my body that was wrapped around his before making his way to the stairs, carrying me up them. I felt my back hit my mattress and Jughead was on top of me, his legs on either side of my waist and his hands already under my shirt. His had already been tossed over a chair in my room.

I flipped us over so I was on top,grinding my lower body in to his. Jughead let out a low groan, his head tilting upwards at the contact. My hands made quick work unbuckling his belt, pulling it off of him quickly and unbuttoning his jeans. Jughead looked at me impressed.

“No matter how many times you do that, I’m still pretty shocked at your skillwork.” Jughead’s arms went behind his head, a smirk now on his face.

“Don’t get too comfortable.” I taunted, my hands going behind my back.

I unclasped my bra, tossing it across my room somewhere. Jughead sat up quickly, his mouth already on my chest, littering my body with hickeys. He flipped us over again so he was in control, and pressed open mouth kisses down my stomach to my hips, his fingers curling under my sweatpants and dragging the waistband down and off of me. My breath hitched in my throat when I felt his lips on my thigh, leaving light little kisses up them until his mouth was over the fabric of my underwear. My back arched off the mattress at the feeling, my fingers gripping the sheets until my knuckles turned white. Jughead hooked two of his digits in to the side of my underwear, pulling them slowly down my thighs.

“Jug… Jug please.” I begged, not really in the mood to take things slow. Jughead pulled the fabric down the rest of my legs, and they went flinging in an unknown direction of the bedroom.Jughead’s head dipped down, and I was breathing intensely, my hands going to his hair and tangling in to the strands, gripping tightly.




“We’re both wild, and the nights young, and you’re my drug.”




Parties weren’t Jughead’s thing, but Cheryl was in fact now a part of our gang, and it was only fair to at least make an appearance. So, on Saturday night, I was getting dressed and ready to go to her party. I wore a simple blue dress a gold belt with a bow around my waist, and some black ankle boots. Veronica and Betty laid on my bed, chatting amongst the two of them while I finished my makeup. I was finishing my lipstick when Archie and Jughead walked in to my door, both of them surprisingly having smiles on their faces.

Jughead made his way towards me immediately, pressing a kiss to my temple and standing behind me, his arms wrapping loosely around my shoulders. I looked at him through my vanity mirror, blowing a kiss at him, and he blushed and rolled his eyes.

“Are you almost ready y/n?” Betty sighed exasperatedly. She say up from the bed, smoothing out her romper, and Veronica wrapped her an arm around her waist, leaning her head against her girlfriends shoulder

“Oh, Bets, let the poor girl take her time. It’s always classier to be fashionably late.” Veronica pressed a kiss to the shell of Betty’s ear and her face went red.

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We arrived on time to the party and everyone split up, Betty and Veronica dancing, Archie talking to Valerie, and my back to Jughead’s chest as we sunk in to a corner of the room, to have some privacy. His arms were around my waist, holding my tightly to his body while he pressed kisses to my neck, whispering incredibly sinful things about what he would be doing to me right this minute had we not been at Cheryl’s house.

I know that Jughead would have rather been at my house tonight, cuddled in to each other on my couch watching a movie, or just talking and being in each other’s presence, or even trying out some of the things he had been whispering to me. I felt a little sympathetic for him, but I knew just the way to cheer him up.

I turned around, my hands slipping in to his, and I pulled him towards the middle of the room. An upbeat song was playing and everybody was dancing and jumping around. Jughead huffed, not wanting to go, but I knew he wouldn’t resist if I tried hard enough.

I finally got him to the middle of the room, my hands lacing with his, my back pressed against his chest as my hips swayed back and forth to the music. I could feel Jughead was tense, so I gave him a little incentive by pushing my lower body in to his slightly, and I heard his breath shudder a bit before he was moving his body against mine and his lips were on my neck.

“we should go back to your place."Jughead whispered, his lips brushing against my skin. I tilted my neck so he could have easier access, taking his hands in mine and running them down the sides of my body. With the way his body was moving against mine, and all the things he had been sharing with me earlier, it would be an understatement to say I was worked up. I grabbed his hand again, weaving through the crowds and shouting a goodbye to Betty and Veronica before starting the trek to my house. Jughead and I walked hand in hand, slowing down every once in a while to kiss each other.


"When we get home, you’re in for it.”

“Oh, I know.”




“And you keep me in with those hips, while my teeth sink in those lips, while your body’s giving me life, and you suffocate in my kiss.”


Fuck, Forsythe.” I hissed, my nails digging in to his back. My hips moved slowly down on to his length, my fingers moving up his back and in to his hair. His hands were wrapped around my body, his lips biting harshly at my shoulder. When I felt my body adjust to him, I rose my hips before sinking back down on to him again.Jughead captured my lips with his, his teeth biting gently in to my bottom lip. We lazily kissed as I moved up and down slowly, my walls tightening around him slightly. Jughead held me as close to his body as he could, our chests pressed together.

I was on cloud 9 every time I was intimate with Jug. Everything about him was breath taking, and he was so beautiful when he was like this: his lips slightly parted, his curly hair matted down and sticking to his forehead, and his body shining from the warmth of our bodies colliding.

I started to move my hips a little faster, grinding down on to Jughead’s hips. Jughead buried his face in to the crook of my neck, and his arms wrapped around me even tighter, if that was possible. I used whatever energy I had left to move my hips faster, bringing Jughead and I both to the edge. I could feel the warmth in the pit of my stomach, warning me that I was close.

“F-fuck, Forsythe,I-”

“I know, baby.” Jughead began to meet his hips with mine on every thrust, one arm unwrapping from around my body to press the pad of his finger to my clit. I gasped at the sensation, my nails scratching against his back harder.

“Shit, shit, I-I’m-” I cut myself off, not having enough breath to finish my sentence. I felt my stomach tighten and then I was cumming on Jughead’s dick, a quiet moan escaping my lips. I kept thrusting against him, riding out my high while he chases his, soon I was being hit with overstimulation, but I powered through it, bouncing against Jughead as fast as I could.

“Fuck, fuck, shit, I’m gonna-” strings of curse words escaped Jughead’s lips as he flipped us over, pounding in to me as hard as he could. His lips went around on of my nipples, sucking harshly, and his fingers rubbed quickly and forcefully against my clit, drawing out another orgasm from me.

Before I knew it, I was cumming again, this time Jughead following as he came inside me. Jughead’s body collapsed on top of mine, not before pulling out of me slowly. My hands tangled themselves in his hair and his arms went back around my body, his head laying against my chest. I could feel his heart race against my own beating heart, and I looked down at my beautiful boyfriend, as I smiled.He was all mine.





“The way we love, is so unique, and when we touch, I’m shivering.”





I woke up to the light shining from my bedroom window, the rays of sun peeking through my curtains and casting rays of light along the sleeping bodies of Jughead and I. The night before had been our one year anniversary, and he “spent the night”, Which resulted in to this morning, the both of us naked in my bed. Jughead was already awake, his fingers tracing along my arms.Goosebumps ran along my skin at the feeling of his touch, leaning up to give him a kiss.

“Good morning, sunshine.” Jughead mumbled against my lips. I giggled as his fingers went to my sides, tickling me the slightest bit.

“Good morning, handsome.” I smiled down at him, my eyes practically in the shapes of hearts. I loved this boy to death. He was the most perfect thing I had ever found in this world.

“How are you feeling?” He asked me, his fingers stopping so his arms could wrap around my back. He pulled our bodies tighter together.

“I’m great.” I told him, leaning down to press a kiss to the tip of his nose. Jughead’s face scrunched up slightly and I giggle again, my hands cupping his cheeks.

“I love you, so much. So, so, soso much.” I started pressing kisses all over his face and I felt it scrunch up again before catching my lips with his. Jughead wasn’t a super affectionate person in public, so I loved these moments I had with him, hidden away under my covers, where it was just the two of us.





“And no one has to get it, just you and me.”






“I swear to god, you two are the most sickeningly cute couple in..in… In god knows what!” Veronica threw her hands up dramatically before slamming them down on to the table at the booth. She looked at the two of us, who sat across from each other. Jughead and I didn’t break our eye contact, still looking at each other and smiling brightly.

“Come on, V.It’s cute. They’re cute.” Betty defended, sitting across from her girlfriend.

“ I know, but look at them! All they do is stare at each other like its the morning after their first time.“ Veronica scoffed before pausing for a second. Her mouth opened in shock before she whispered loudly.

"You guys fucked!” Jughead and I broke apart at that, looking at Veronica with wide eyes. I was about to shake my head when Jughead interrupted.

“We’ve been fucking, V. Catch up.” Ronnie and Betty’s mouth fell open simultaneously at the confidence in Jughead’s voice.He leaned back in the booth and turned his attention back to me, cheekily winking at me. My cheeks grew hot as I looked back at my best friends, mouths still open in shock.

“You guys, you, you’re-” Ronnie stammered, looking back and forth at each other. Jughead and I started laughing at Ronnie’s reaction, and she sputtered.

“I don’t get your relationship. I seriously don’t.” Ronnie slumped in her seat, her chin resting in the palm of her hand.

“Cheer up, V. It’s y/n and Jughead. Nobody gets it except them.” Jughead and I had already tuned out Betty though, our attention going back to each other. Nobody had to understand our relationship, because it wasn’t theirs. It was ours, And it was perfect.

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William Shakespeare- the Bard of Avon, Legendary Wordsmith, was, in all probability, super queer. We’re going to look at the evidence, read some lovely poems, read some raunchy poems, and generally just talk Shakespeare.

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His || Jungkook || 0.17

Member: Jungkook x Reader

Type: Angst, Fluff, Smut.

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Give Me Love, 10

Throne Of Glass High School AU

Summary: He thinks she wants nothing to do with him. She thinks he can’t remember her. Aelin and Rowan were friends once upon a time. But high school drove them apart. However, one night - one party - is about to change not only their lives, but the lives of their friend as well.

Chapters: XXX

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Saturday Evening:

“What do you think?”

Aelin stepped back from her laptop. She held out her arms slightly, showing off her outfit to Nehemia.

“Mhmmm,” Nehemia placed her head on her hand. She started tapping her chin with her finger, eyes narrowed slightly. “Get rid of the red jacket. You need something more neutral.”

Aelin shredded her red leather jacket, leaving her standing in just her white, flowy t-shirt and dark skinny jeans.

“More neutral.” Aelin repeated, throwing the red jacket on her bad as she walked over to her closet.

“Yeah. The red just seemed too much.” Came Nehemia’s voice through her laptop. “What are you and Rowan doing tonight anyways?”

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The Birds and the Bees (Jughead x Reader)

Imagine: You’re hopelessly in love with your boyfriend, Jughead Jones. When the subject of physical intimacy comes up one day with your best friends, you find yourself afraid and in doubt.


Saturdays were one of your favorite days of the week.

Veronica would pull up in her luxury car and take you and Betty to the Galleria outside of town. You both would follow her around as she surveyed the newest imports and replenished her gorgeous wardrobe, talking and laughing the whole time. The wares of the Galleria were far above anything you could ever afford with your minimum-wage income, but you adored the two girls you would spend the day with.

Veronica always had the best gossip. Mostly passed along from Kevin, who refused to join (”I will not play into that gay stereotype!”), Veronica always had stories ranging from the scary to the scandalous to the just plain hilarious.

“And the cross-country team caught her getting it up the ass on a stump in the woods!” Veronica said, laughing over her kale smoothie.

“Ronnie!” Betty scolded, face red. You could tell she was suppressing laughter as well, sipping on her strawberry smoothie.

Anyway,” Veronica said, slapping her hands on the patio table in finality. “What about you, (Y/N)?” She grinned devilishly.

“Got any good sex stories yet?”

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Babysitting

“No worries Mrs. Dempsey everything will be fine!” You assured Mrs. Dempsey, you were babysitting her daughter for the weekend seeing as her and Mr. Dempsey were going away for a trip.

“Okay, I’ll leave you two have fun!” She got into the car, and you turned to the little girl who had the biggest smile on her face.

“Ready for some fun!” You yelled,

“YESSSSSS!” She replied,

“Okay what shall we do first?” You asked,

“Makeovers?” She asked, you smirked while nodding,

“I did bring some of my makeup,” you saw her face light up with joy. You two ran to her room, where you took out all your makeup,

“Can you do mine first?” She asked,

“Of course cutie,” you said while tapping the top of her nose. You let her choose what eyeshadow color she preferred. She chose a pink, so you began doing her makeup. Next you guys moved onto lipstick where she again chose a pink color.

“Okay done, you look beautiful.” You told her as you finished applying blush. She looked in the mirror,

“I look like a princess!” She said while smiling,

“Your turn!” She turned to you. You sat down and she began.

“You’re pretty enough for Zach,” She randomly stated,

“Who’s Zach?” You asked,

“My older brother,” she stated while being concentrated on your eyeshadow,

“You have a brother?!” You asked completely surprised. Mrs. Dempsey never once mentioned she had a son, maybe he’s away at college.

“Yeah, he’s in high school,” welp never mind not in college then,

“But he’s rarely home, he’s always with friends or basketball.” You could hear the sadness in her voice, you frowned.

“Well you always have me,” you told her rubbing her shoulder up and down. She smiled hugging you, she finished your makeup and you looked in the mirror. She actually did a pretty good job for an 8 year old. You have her a high five,

“So what’s next on our princess adventures?” You asked her,

“Dinner!” She said running to the kitchen,

“What do you want to eat, princess?” You asked her,

“Cookies!” She yelled,

“Hmm that’s not really dinner, how about I cook us some pasta and then we can bake cookies afterwards?” You asked her she nodded, you started making some pasta. After you were done you served both of you guys’ food and you both began eating,

“This is really good!” She said while gobbling her food away, you just giggled. You were both done with your pasta so you took out all the materials to bake cookies. All you guys really needed to do was place the cookie dough on a pan but you guys made it seem like you guys were professional bakers.

“Don’t eat the cookie dough!” You giggled while taking it away from her.

“But it tastes sooo good!” She tried reaching for more.

“The more cookie dough you eat, the less cookies there will be!” You said putting it further away, she finally gave up. A couple seconds later, you guys heard someone come in through the door, you both looked at each other confused. You told her to stay in the kitchen as you went to go see who it was,

“Who the fuck are you?” This very tall muscular guy asked,

“I’m Y/N.. who are you?”

“ZACHHHHHHHH,” before you could answer she ran into the kitchen. So this was Zach, you thought he was pretty cute. She rushed to him and hugged him,

“Y/N’s babysitting me, she’s so nice and she’s pretty!” She stated while Zach picked her up.

“Cmon let’s continue to bake our cookies,” you told her as Zach put her down,

“Wanna join us Zach?” She asked,

“Sure why not,” Zach stated following you guys to the kitchen. The three of you started placing cookie dough on the pan,

“Don’t eat the cookie dough!” You scolded Zach,

“Geez okay mom,” you giggled.
You guys were soon done and placed them in the oven,

“What do you want to do while they’re in the oven, princess?” You asked her,

“If Zachs gonna hang out with us he has to have makeup on too!” She declared, you laughed and looked over to him,

“NO!” He stated while walking away,

“CMOOOOON,” both of you guys whined, giving him puppy eyes.

“don’t give me those cute faces, ugh okay fine,” Zach said finally giving in. You and his sister high fived each other. You two finished his makeup and he didn’t look pleased at all. You two just laughed at him.

“Okay princess go put on a movie while I go get the cookies!” You told her and she nodded, you walked into the kitchen. Zach walked in,

“I can take them out,” he stated,

“Such a gentleman,” you said in between laughs, you couldn’t take him seriously because of his makeup.

“Only for princesses,” he smirked you just nudged him. You walked into the living room where the movie and blankets were already set up. Zach came in a couple minutes later with a plate filled with cookies and three cups of milk. He placed them on the coffee table, you guys all sat down and got comfortable. You were in the middle of Zach and his sister but in a matter of seconds she knocked out.

“Here I’ll take her to her room,” Zach stood up while picking her up bridal style. As that was happening you paused the movie and took out some makeup wipes, you went into her room and gently took off her makeup.

“My turn,” Zach stated,

“Cmon I have some more, they’re in my bag.” You said, both of you walking out of her room. You took out some more makeup wipes and started taking his makeup off. He kept his eyes on you the whole time. Next was you, you took off all your makeup and he still stared at you,

“You look better without it,” He mumbled, you looked over at him and blushed. You two went back to the living room to continue watching the movie. Both of you sat together and after a few minutes he placed his arm around you, you liked the warmth it gave you. You moved closer to him and placed your head on his chest. You got up to go check up on his sister, she was still knocked out so you returned to the living room where Zach was. You sat down next to him again,

“Is she still asleep?” He asked, you nodded.

“She’s so cute,” You said while reaching for a cookie,

“Yeah she is,” he agreed and you swear for a second you heard him mumble “so are you” but you just shrugged it off. You turned to him and shoved a cookie in his mouth, him almost choking. You burst out into laughter. He pretended to be mad and turned his head to the side,

“Aweee is little baby Zach mad?” You cooed, he turned to look at you and nodded. He looked so cute, you just grabbed his cheeks. You sat on his lap, and continued pulling his cheeks,

“Are you still mad?” You laughed.
He crashed his lips into yours pulling you closer to him. Grabbing your thighs and you wrapping your arms around him. You moved your hands to his hair where you lightly tugged it as he moved down to your neck where you let out a soft moan, you felt his smirk and he continued sucking that particular area.

“Ewwww,” You got off of him and looked around to see his sister covering her eyes, you blushed.

“Aren’t you supposed to be in bed, love?” You asked her while getting up she gasped,

“Did Zach hit you?!” She asked,

“No why?” You asked,

“You have a bruise on your neck!” She said running to Zach starting to hit him.

“No Princess he didn’t hit me,” you said while separating her and Zach,

“It’s just umm it’s an umm it’s a bee sting! You just didn’t see it before because I covered it with makeup.” You lied, she made an ‘o’ shape with her mouth and you could hear Zach laugh at that horrible lie.

“Zach why was Y/N on top of you?” You smirked, now the spotlight was on him.

“We were um… playing dentist! She was looking to see if I had any cavities!” He lied to her and you covered your mouth to keep you from laughing,

“But it looked like you guys were kissing,” she said again,

“What? No I would never kiss him, boys have cooties.” You told her, she looked confused but she nodded.

“Cmon let’s take you back to bed princess,” Zach carried her to her room again. He came out a couple minutes later,

“Bee sting huh?” He smirked,

“My lie was wayyyy better than yours.” You laughed, he just shook his head while laughing. He changed the subject,

“You can sleep in my bed if you want,” he said,

“Where are you gonna sleep?” You asked,

“I can sleep on the couch,” he simply stated, you thought it was unfair. He led you to his room where he opened the door,

“Your bed is big enough, we can both fit, you’re definitely not sleeping on the couch.” You stated,

“Are you sure that’s fine?” He asked, you nodded. You went to go get comfortable clothing from your bag, you took out some shorts and a loose crop top. You went into the bathroom to change and came out. You walked into his room where Zach was taking off his shirt, you quickly looked away even though you wanted to stare at his body.

“Is it okay if I sleep shirtless?” He asked, you nodded still not looking at him, instead looking around his room. Noticing all his medals and basketball posters,

“You’re good aren’t you?” You asked pointing at all his medals, he nodded while scratching the back of his neck. You yawned, Zach picked you up bridal style,

“You’re tired princess,” him calling you that made you blush so you buried your head into his chest. He laid you on one side of the bed and pulled the blankets over you, he got in on the other side. He pulled you into his bare skin, the scent of his cologne made you fall asleep.

“Zach I can’t find Y/N,” His sister walked in making both of you wake up,

“Don’t worry im right here,” you walked over to her, hugging her.

“The thunder, it’s scary,” She said, Zach turned on the lights, tears filling her eyes.

“It’s okay, baby, come sleep with me and Zach.” You said bringing her towards the bed. She crawled in and you got in next to her, and Zach on the other side. You three both fell asleep, but before you did you heard Zach say,

“My two princesses.” Which made you smile for those couple of seconds that you were awake.

Turf Wars

Hey guys! This is a new series I’m thinking about continuing! Let me know if you like it and if I should do more! Thankyou so much angels!
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“This is just absolutely ludicrous!” Cheryl Blossom shouted from her seat at the front of the auditorium, her body practically shaking with anger.

Archie elbowed Jughead and smirked imitating the crazy female redhead. That girl needed to be put on some serious medication and fast, she always seemed to be up in arms about something or another. Of course this time her outrage was slightly warranted, it seemed everyone shared similar feelings regarding the announcement Principal Weatherbee was making.

“Calm down children please!” He shouted over the murmuring and shouting of the entire Riverdale class.

Archie dropped his smirk and put on his most serious face “I just don’t see why they have to come here. Is not like any of them go to school anyway.”

Jughead winced at the judgmental tone of his best friend. Yeah Archie could be fairly insulting but he was also incredibly sheltered so he couldn’t really be blamed. Veronica smacked Archie’s arm frowning at him in disdain
“You don’t know them Archie. You can’t group all of them as a whole just because of some bad seeds.”

The huge highly anticipated announcement weatherbee had been talking about for days was that the south side school had been damaged in a fire and all of the students were going to be attending Riverdale until it was fixed.

The south side was the most dangerous part of Riverdale. It was for the lower class, the people who couldn’t afford Riverdale High, it was mainly notorious for its very own gang “The Southside Serpents”. Jughead knew first hand what it was like to live on the south side.

A few years ago his family fell apart. He was left with just his dad. Eventually his father lost his job and they were forced to move to the south side. He had only been there for a few months when Fred Andrews took him in, he loved Jughead like a son and knew how smart the boy was, he wanted him to have a good education and a stable home life. He was forever grateful for the Andrews family, but he still thought about his father all the time, Fred had decided it was best to cut contact until his father could sober up. He hadn’t heard from the man in three years.

Shaking his head and coming to present day he heard weatherbee introducing their newest classmates.

“And please show our new students a very warm Riverdale welcome!” Suddenly the doors opened and in came about sixty teenagers all dressed vastly different than what the school was used to. Messy hair, ripped up jeans, dirty combat boots. They were all dressed like Jughead.

Each of the south side students looked angry, shuffling down the aisle and shooting nasty looks at each Riverdale student who dared make eye contact. One in particular was smirking at Archie’s letterman jacket.

“Reggie Mantle.” Archie grumbled under his breath, his face set in stone. “He’s captain of the Southside football team, Chuck says they play dirty. I’ve never played them every time we go to play, Chuck gets into some kind of fight.”
Veronica moved closer to Archie and he threw an arm over her shoulder.

Almost like Jughead was in a movie, his eyes were drawn to the very last girl in the group, she was moving lazily, her hands shoved into the little black leather jacket she wore, the snake shaped S displayed proudly on her back, a sure sign she was a part of the infamous Serpents. She was absolutely beautiful though, Jughead couldn’t look away. Her honey blonde hair was hanging low on her back, the messy curls wild and smooth, she wore skin tight blue jeans and black combat boots. Her skin was a gorgeous olive color and her face was makeup free. The most striking thing about her was her piercing green eyes fanned by heavy dark lashes.

“Betty, I swear to god you walk like a damn turtle.” The long haired boy in front of her was keeping pace with her lazy stroll.

Her name was Betty. Suddenly her bright green eyes locked on his and she quirked an eyebrow, a curious expression on her face. Jughead swallowed heavily, trying to keep his laid back carefree facade. She was looking at him like she knew him, only breaking eye contact when her long haired friend pulled her by the hand.

Everyone made way as Betty walked through them all, almost as if she were Noah parting the Red Sea, she was respected, that much was obvious. They all took seats in the available spots in the front of the auditorium. As weatherbee went on about how happy everyone was to have them. Veronica leaned over Archie and whispered in jugheads face

“That pretty blonde was totally checking you out. She’s definitely gonna be my new best friend, I’m gonna set you two up. It’s like we’re destined to be best friends.” Veronica clapped excitedly

Kevin nodded from beside him
“You can have the blonde but I want the friend. mister Puerto Rican Fabio is all mine.”

Jughead chucked at his friends antics. All too soon the principal was finishing up and sending them all back to class. As soon as the auditorium doors shut …War begun.

It was a screaming battle the Southside against Riverdale, teens were at each other’s throats and cheerleaders were pitted against cheerleaders while the football players came nose to nose. Suddenly a loud whistle rang out and all the Southside students ceased fighting, causing the Riverdale students to stare in confusion as their opponents backed away.
The gorgeous blonde who had caught his eyes earlier was now making her way through the crowd and standing in front of her classmates.

Cheryl blossom must have sensed the shift in power and moved to stand directly across Betty.

“I don’t know who you think you are, coming to our school and thinking you can get away with whatever you want, but that won’t fly here. This is my school. You may have been important in whatever trash can you ruffians called a school, but things are different here. You’re under my roof.” The riverdale side cheered obnoxiously causing Cheryl to smirk cockily at the girl in front of her.

Betty just smiled lazily and seemed to be waiting for everyone to finish

“We don’t want to fight, none of us want to be here, but we are. And we’re staying. So either you accept that and go about your own business or you cause trouble with my people. The choice is yours. I said we don’t want to fight but I never said we wouldn’t. You threaten us or do anything stupid and you’ll regret it. I’m not afraid of you Red, and I never will be.” With that she turned around, her classmates following, leaving a very quiet Riverdale student body and Cheryl blossom with her jaw on the floor.

Kevin was practically bouncing with excitement as Veronica leaned over and whispered “that was so badass!”

Betty made her way past their little group and once again made eye contact with jughead, this time she shot him half of a smile, the indent of a dimple rising to the surface. Jughead swallowed heavily and Archie slapped a hand to his shoulder, smirking

“You’re in for it now buddy.”

Jughead watched the back of her blonde head walk away and sighed. He most definitely was.

So about my rare-pair....

For @thinkoutsidethelovesquare


Peering into the spot-streaked (ugh, school bathrooms were the worst) mirror, Chloe frowned as she took stock of her mid-day makeup. Don’t ask her how she’d managed to leave her touch-up bag at home; She couldn’t begin to tell you why she’d suddenly decided to leave her fifth most prized possession sitting on her vanity, but at this point she would have honestly rather given up a kidney instead. 

At least that way she would have looked glamorous as she died a slow, organ-failure-related death, instead of going out cakey in a dimly lit public restroom.

 Sighing, she ran one manicured fingernail along the edge of her lips, hoping to salvage what was left of her icy pink lip stain, however it wasn’t looking promising. The color bunched unevenly to the small grooves of her lips, concentrated around the perimeter and nonexistent in the middle. And her foundation? In this August heat? 

Oh that was a goner. 

A splotchy, splotchy goner. 

Chloe held in a groan, balling up a handful of paper towels before thrusting it beneath the faucet. Leaning towards the mirror once more, she dabbed furiously at the worst of the damage, and had just began contemplating whether the eye shadow was worth saving or not when-

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Before It’s Too Late (part 5)

Summary: Bucky starts dating a girl from his History of Art class. The only problem: you’re in love with him. College AU.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: just some good ol’ fluff

A/N: gonna put some pictures in here, hope ya don’t mind :)

“What did you get Nat?”

“These earrings she’s been dying to have.” You say. “I got them a while back for her. They’re in my bag at home.”

Bucky sighed. “What do I get her? She’s so picky.”

“I dunno. Something she likes?”

“That’s the problem; I don’t know what she likes.” He lets out a groan. “Fuck it, I’m just gonna get her a cheap ass necklace.”

You shake your head, following him to the jewelry section.

“Which one should I get… hmm…” he scanned the necklaces. “Should I get her an elephant one or the one with the letter ‘N’ on it?” before you could share your thoughts he hummed. “I’m gonna get the one with the ‘N’ on it. Maybe she’ll think it’s meaningful or something.”

You laugh and look down at your list of names while Bucky tosses the necklace into his cart.

“Hey, what’d you get Sam?” you ask, looking up at your friend.

He grinned. “Shampoo and conditioner.”

“No you didn’t.”

“Yeah I did.” He reaches into his cart and shows the bottles to you. “Sam always complains about how we don’t have any ‘manly’ shampoo and conditioner in our apartment so I got him some.”

You snort. “You don’t have any manly shampoo and conditioner?”

“Nope. Steve and I use the one you use. You know, the one that smells really good?”

“Oh my god why.”

Bucky shrugs. “We like how it smells. Plus the ladies like how it smells too.”

You playfully roll your eyes and start walking away.

“What’d you get him?” Bucky questioned, coming up next to you.

“Ima get it right now.”

“Well what is it?”

“You’ll see.”

Bucky looks at his list as well before biting his bottom lip. “Alright well you go get that and I’m gonna get Peggy, Wanda, Tony, Clint and Vision’s gifts.”

“What’re you gonna get Vis?”

“Eh, I dunno. I heard he likes to paint so maybe I’ll get him some paints.” He shrugged.

“Ooo! We can go to Michaels for that and I can get him some canvases there!” you exclaim.

“Alright. Where are you gonna be so I can find you when I’m done?” he asked.

“Probably where the picture frames are.”

Bucky nods and with a salute he turns and walks in the opposite direction. You continue your way until you reach the photo printer and you smiled as you turned on your Bluetooth.


Bucky had just got done getting Clint’s gift and stretched before heading over to the picture frames where you said you’d be. He casually walked through the store in search for the isle which held the picture frames and smiled when he found it and you who was looking at some of them.

“Hey.” Bucky greeted.

“Hey.” You acknowledge him.

“So what’d you get Sam?”

“It’s in that little envelope thing.” You nod over to your cart and Bucky strolls over to it. He picks up the envelope and pulls out the pictures that were in it.

Bucky chuckled. “Aww this is the one I took.” he goes through the other two and his eyebrows knit together before looking up at you. “Y/N, you do know these three pictures are the same, right?”

You grab a picture frame and put it in your cart before smiling. “I know. One’s for Sam, one’s for Tony and one’s for Clint.”

“You’re a horrible gift-giver.” Bucky laughed as he put away the pictures.
“Getting a picture of me is the best gift of all.” You tell him. “You gotta admit, I’m pretty cute.”

The brunette smiled. “You are pretty cute, huh?”

That wasn’t the response you thought he’d give you. You were thinking more along the lines of “you’re sadly mistaken” or “actually I’m pretty cute, not you”. Taken aback you stare at him, not knowing what to say or how to continue that conversation. Bucky stares at you as well, a shy smile on his face like he realized what he had just said. The tall man looks away and you clear your throat.

“Alright so I’m pretty much done here. I ran and got Bruce some science-y looking shirt now all I need is Steve and Vision.” You change the subject.
“What about Wanda and Peggy?”

“I got Wanda a gift card to Forever 21 yesterday when we went shopping and when we get home I have to order Peggy’s.” you respond.

“What’re you getting her?”

“The Anastasia Beverly Hills Modern Renaissance palette. She’s been dying for it.”

Bucky made a face. “The who?”

You roll your eyes. “It’s makeup.”

“Oh.” He scoffed. “You should’ve just said that to begin with.”

You chuckle and shake your head before nodding over to his cart. “What’d you get?”

Bucky grinned. “Well I got Wanda a pretty headband and I got Peggy red lipstick because she always wears red lipstick – oh! I got Tony a telescope but a cheap one and I got Clint a bow and arrow from the toy section.”

“You really don’t like spending money on your friends, huh Bucky?” you giggle, picking up the toy bow and arrow and examining it.

“What? I do. I’m just low on cash.”

“What’d you spend it on? Unnecessary things?”

Bucky puts his hands on his hips. “It’s none of your business.”

“Whatever, cheapskate. Let’s go and pay so we can go to Michaels and get Vis his things.”


After getting Vision his gifts you and Bucky went to Best Buy to get Steve his gift. Bucky was shocked when he saw you pick up a box with a record player on it.

“You didn’t.” he gasped as you turned to face him.

“I did.” You smiled.

After paying for it you both head home and carry everything up to your room. The two of you set everything in the corner before falling onto your bed.

“I still can’t believe you actually got him a record player.” Bucky breathed, turning to you.

“He’s been wanting one and I know he collects records so why not?” you shrug, turning Bucky’s way.

“I feel like a shitty friend now. I’ve known the punk basically my whole life and all I got him was socks.” He frowned.

“That’s what happens when you’re a cheapskate.” You murmur.

“Shut up.”

You laugh and Bucky breaks out in a smile. The two of you continue to look at each other, much similar to earlier in the store but it wasn’t long until Bucky broke the staring and silence.

“So, what’d you get me?”

You scoff. “I’m not telling you.”

“Why not?” he pouted.

“Because it’s a surprise.”

“But I wanna know now.”

“Fine. Tell me what you got me and then I’ll tell you.”

“NO.”

“Then I’m not telling you.” You shrug.

“Whatever, we’re staying here together so I’ll figure out what it is eventually.” He replied.

“I doubt it.”
Bucky hummed and stared at you, looking from your eyes to your nose then down to your lips where his gaze lingered longer. You shift and lay your head on your bed, causing a strand of hair to fall in your face but before you could move it, Bucky reached up and tucked it behind your ear. You inhaled sharply, his eyes piercing you and you tried to look away but you couldn’t.

His fingers slid down until they were on your cheek and his thumb caressed the skin under it. His eyes went back to your lips and he bit his own before slowly leaning in. You exhale slowly, watching him get closer and closer, your lips nearly touching and they would have if you hadn’t gasped and sat up.

“I uh… I have to go order the makeup for Peggy!” you exclaim, jumping up from the bed.

“Y/N.” he spoke softly, sitting up but you brushed him aside.

“The laptop’s downstairs and I’ll probably be down there until dinner’s ready so I’ll come get you when it’s done.” And awkward pause sets in and you grab your phone and rush to the door. “Alright, bye.”

And with that, you leave your room.

Bucky stares at the door before laying back down and letting out a much needed sigh.


A/N: oh man, oh man, oh man. Hope ya liked this part, tell me what ya think! And as always, I’ll edit when I wake up!

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Smite Subtle design choices I like:

-Neith’s tatoos light up.
- Height differences.
- Chronos looks like he’s made of clock parts.
- Nox’s dress is represented as the night sky with stars.
- Chang'es head dress
- The Morrigan has thick thighs and soft belly pudge, with small boobs.
- The irradescence on Khepri’s wings
- FABRIC PHYSICS.
- The purple eye makeup on Awilix.
- Izanami’s head remaining stationary while the rest of her body twirls under it.
- The little butterfly that flies out of Terra’s hands.
- Cu Chulainn starts giving off steam in his body when he’s ready to go berserk.
- The ground freezes wherever Skadi steps.
- Each character has a personality.
- The scars on Loki’s face from snake venom.
- The fact that they can construct a solid character and kit from vague mythology figures who hardly have any info.
- The detail of the maps. When was the last time you looked at the floating islands in the Joust map, or the sky in the Assault map?
- Use of color and textures.
- The abilities have unique sound effects that you can identify and alert you even if you can’t see them.
- Some gods can fly and those few moments in the air above everyone is something else.
- The little wind chimes you hear when flying around as Jing Wei.
- The heart beat pounding in your ear when you’re Thanatos and you can execute someone.
- The Lobby music
- The snow in the Assault map Actually crunches under your feet.
- The Galaxy skins
- Character outfits aren’t just thrown together. You can see where each piece is being held down, muscles under the fabric,
And everything has been rigged well to “flow”. Not jerk awkwardly.
- The scales on Nu Wa’s shoulders, sides and thighs.
- Freya’s armor reflects light like a rainbow. She’s a walking Aurora.
- Kumbahkarna and Ganesha’s henna patterns.
- The swirly print on Apollo’s tunic thing.
- That little Swan dive Sobek does during his ult.
- The way Raijin is tapping his foot a lot.
- Amaterasu sheathing her sword.
Susano scratching himself, looks at his nails, goes “WTF?” and quickly looks back to see what the heck was on his skin.
- Hel’s “naughty” finger wave.
- Medusa’s yandere laugh
- Bellona stretching her neck and shoulders.
- Hearing your bones crunch when Fenrir grabs you.
- Ah Puch’s creepy mouth *chitter*

I could go on.

It’s completely okay to like something but still have critisims or ideas for improvement. And what you may enjoy might be different from what other people enjoy. Liking the designs and aesthetics in games that other people hate doesn’t make you less intelligent or give you an “inferior” eye for detail. Finding things to enjoy is a good thing. Enjoy what you enjoy and don’t let others make you feel bad for it.

The Tattoo Artist

Pairing: Y/N/Soulmate!Calum

Rating: PG-All

Request: No

Words: 4.450+

Summary: In which everyone gets a name tattoo of their soulmate on their wrist when they turn eighteen but Y/N doesn’t believe in it and wants hers covered up by the male tattoo artists whose shop is right down the street

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Doing research for my Bisexual Shakespeare video.

I need yall to enjoy Sonnet 20 with me, when he clearly laments that the fair youth isn’t a woman.

Sonnet 20

A woman’s face with nature’s own hand painted,
Hast thou the master mistress of my passion,
A woman’s gentle heart but not acquainted
With shifting change as is false women’s fashion,
An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling:
Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth,
A man in hue all hues in his controlling,
 Which steals men’s eyes and women’s souls amazeth.
And for a woman wert thou first created,
Till nature as she wrought thee fell a-doting,
And by addition me of thee defeated,
By adding one thing to my purpose nothing.
But since she pricked thee out for women’s pleasure,
Mine be thy love and thy love’s use their treasure.

This one is so great, I want to share with you the No Fear Shakespeare paraphrase of it.


Your face is as pretty as a woman’s, but you don’t even have to use makeup—you, the man (or should I say woman?) I love. Your heart is as gentle as a woman’s, but it isn’t cheating like theirs. Your eyes are prettier than women’s, but not as roving—you bless everything you look at. You’ve got the good looks of a handsome man, but you attract both women and men. When Mother Nature made you, she originally intended to make you a woman, but then she got carried away with her creation and screwed me by adding a certain thing that I have no use for. But since she gave you a prick to please women, I’ll keep your love, and they can enjoy your body.

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Can I Send a requests for a scenario with Yoongi Where He Never believes that would Fall in Love with someone at First sight but then He Meets you , a solo Idol who just made her debut and has a Beautiful and powerfull Voice ? 😍(+the way He would try to ask you out)

Member: Yoongi (Suga)

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1.1k

YOONGI’S POV

I slowly woke up, refraining from rubbing my tired eyes as I had already gone through hair and makeup. “Hyung, wake up.” I felt the younger boy shake the sleep away from me and I groaned. My vision cleared up after a few blinks and I found myself looking up at Jungkook. “Aish, I was having a good dream too.” I mutter, getting up and straightening out my jacket.

The rest of the guys look like they’re already to go to the backstage area so I rush over to one of our stylists who happens to be beckoning me over. She sets me up with my mic and I focus in on the TV screen in the corner of the room.

On the screen there are Wendy and Chanyeol, introducing a new girl band to be the next performance. The screen then switches to a live feed of four girls who introduce themselves one at a time. One of them looks particularly nervous and when it gets to her turn, she stutters out, “I’m Y-Y/N. P-please c-ca-re take of me!”

I scoff. She can’t even say her own name. How is she supposed to perform. Our stylist eyes me and says, “Why are you staring at her like that?” “Like what?” I ask defensively.

“Like it was love at first sight?” She laughs, resuming her work of concealing my mic wires.

“Haha. Very funny. I was just entertained by her stuttering. Also for the record, love at first sight doesn’t exist. Especially not with whatever her name is.” “Y/N,” she corrects. Whatever.

Our stylist eventually lets me go and I walk over to join the rest of my members.

“I feel so bad,” Hoseok says to no one in particular as we walk down the narrow hallway to the side of the stage. “Why? ‘Cuz that newbie messed up?” I ask. Why does everybody care so much about her?

“You don’t feel bad?” Jimin says from me. “Nope.” I say popping my ‘p’.

“Why not?” Jungkook asks, slowing down to get in on the conversation. “If you’re going to be an idol you should at least act like one. It makes no sense, you’re too shy to introduce yourself but you aren’t too shy to sing live?” I shake my head, hoping they’ll understand my reasoning. “Honestly, she just shouldn’t be in this business.”

“You’re too cold, Hyung.” Hoseok says, shaking his head and wagging his finger at me disapprovingly. I just roll my eyes though.

We get to the side of the stage and in front of us are the rookie group about to get on stage and perform. I see Y/N getting scolded by one of her older members and I smirk. Surprise, surprise.

We move forward and take their place once they walk on stage and get into their positions. I turn my head and lean against the wall to watch the Feedback screen, awaiting to be entertained by Y/N’s miserable performance.

Instead, I have the air knocked out of my chest when I see something change in her eyes just at the light come on and the music plays. There’s a twinkle- lighting energy coming off of her. It wasn’t there before but now as I see her dance in-sync, swiftly and perfectly, it’s everywhere and it’s overwhelming. I can’t take my eyes off of her. I follow her dyed pink flame that dances across the screen. There are three other members and a chanting crowd but it’s like all of a sudden I have a tunnel vision and all I see is Y/N, moving her body, shaking her hips and twirling across the stage. She’s mesmerizing.

And then it’s her turn to sing and my heart is shook. Her voice drips off her mic like honey and I don’t want her to stop. I’m not listening to the lyrics or trying to analyze the song like I usually do, I’m just listening to the sound of her voice. I’m not looking for flaws because there aren’t any. At least I don’t think there are because I’m feeling so entranced by her. I’m feeling- I’m feeling- Love?

And then it’s over, way too soon for my liking. I see Y/N coming and I start to panic. I want to say something, anything. Good job? No. You were amazing? Understatement. I’m in love with you. Overstatement? Maybe not.

“Hyung, are you okay.” Jungkook says shaking me as he did earlier. I had completely tuned out my members, not hearing their praise for Y/N’s performance.

I don’t reply to Jungkook. Instead I grab a towel from our stylist and make a beeline towards Y/N. As soon as I approach her I get a better look at her and I know I’m in love. She’s absolutely gorgeous. I honestly don’t care that’s she’s sweaty at all. I just want to know her.

“Hi.” I say handing her the towel. She looks up at me and I smile at how she’s returned to that shy girl, completely opposite from the fierce idol who just performed.

“Hi,” she replied, a smile taking over her lips.

“I-I just wanted t-to give you- this.” Now it’s my turn to stutter and it does suck.

She giggles a bit and takes the towel. “Thank you.” She says sweetly.

I’ve never felt this way before but I feel like I just want to keep talking so that I can keep hearing her voice.

“You were phenomenal just now. Absolutely amazing.” I say in the most genuine voice I can pull.

I can see her blush now. “Thank you.”

In the corner of my eye, I see Namjoon beckoning me over but I ignore them. Then I hear our Bangtan being called over the PA and I groan. I love performing but not right now.

“You should stay and watch Bangtan perform,” I say, slowly backing away from her.

“Oh I will. I’m a huge fan.” She says playfully and I raise my eyebrow at her. “Oh yeah? Who’s your favourite member.” We are almost yelling at each other now as we gain more distance.

“I don’t know his name. He’s really nice and caring from what I’ve seen. And he raps really well and is an amazing songwriter and composer. Not to mention very cute. I think his name was.. Salt?”

I throw my head back in laughter. “Stay right there. I’ll be right back.” I wait to see her nod before I join the rest of the members on stage. I ignore all of their teasing and think about what I could do especially for Y/N during this performance. I hope that she’ll be there after because even though I literally just met her, I miss her already. I guess there is such a thing as love at first sight.

A/N

Hey Anon! I hope this is something similar to what you imagined. Please let me know readers if you liked it. Thanks so much for reading!

~Armygirl

Counts For Something (Thomas x Reader)

I actually really like this, so I hope you guys do too! I think a sequel is necessary for this one, so hopefully I’ll write that soon. Enjoy :)

Warnings: swearing & drinking

Words: 2,789 (damn)


Thomas knew that debate class would be the same as last year. The only person who could even come close to outsmarting him was Alexander, so this class would be easy for him. He went about his day, waiting for the clock to strike 12 so class could begin. This class would be an easy one for his junior year of college, something that would get him credit without having to do much work.

That was, until he actually walked into class.

There, at the front of the room, there was a girl, already arguing with someone. Their voices were raised, although he couldn’t tell what they were arguing about.

“You. In the purple,” you yelled, glaring at him. He pointed at himself, unsure of who you were talking to.

“Well I don’t see anyone else in purple, so yes you,” you continued shooting him daggers.

“Is it really necessary to stare at someone for that long? I understand that girls normally don’t take this class, and I also understand that you’re the reason for that,” you accused.

“Hun, why don’t you do us all a favor and go back to your home-ec class and learn how to cook, you’re embarrassing yourself,” Thomas shot back. Your hands were in fists at your sides, redness blossoming across your cheeks.

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A Higher Education PT.2

Summary: Shawn and yourself are best friends at University.

Word Count:  6,293

A/U: So happy with all of the support from you all. I’m really enjoying writing this so I think instead of three parts I will be doing four. But nothing more than that. ENJOY!

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“Yeah well just text me when you want us to come over?” I said as I pulled out my notebook.

We were sitting in the second row out of my choosing and because I had shown up early to get a good seat. I liked the third row because you were close enough for the prof to know your face but not too close for him to ask you questions.

“Excuse me?” I heard a voice coming from next to Shawn. I glanced over and saw the girl in the row up from us leaning over the seats, her long hair falling near Shawn and she pushed it back behind one ear. “I wasn’t here last class, do you think I could get a picture of your notes?”

My eyes narrowed automatically. First, most of the power points were online, you could sufficiently catch up by just reading them alone and supplementing with the textbook, second why didn’t she ask the people next to her and third, why was her smile so fucking big?

“Oh yeah for sure, but my writing is terrible? Maybe you might want to ask someone else?”  Shawn answered

Yeah, maybe you should ask someone fucking else.

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1st I love you

What better way to return all the love I got for the first Drabbles, that show how the boys first said I love you.  Thanks for all the <3 everyone! 

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Noctis

“Noctis, I can’t feel my arm.” You giggle, your sleepy time boyfriend currently laid across your outstretched arm taking his third mid-afternoon/early morning nap.

“I’m comfy and that’s all that matters.” The prince muttered, as he shifted slightly, allowing you to slip a pillow under his head.

The two of you cuddled up in the daybed in the middle of the large castle’s green room. You were suppose to be helping the Prince get ready for the huge gala later this week, but somehow he had convinced you to lay down with him.

Cruse those beautiful blue eyes!  

“Noct, if we don’t get up soon, Ignis is going to realize that we’re not practicing those dance steps.” You attempt to reason, only for the young man to roll over directly on top of you, laying his head on your breast. “Noctis,” You whine playfully as he snaked his arms around you.

“Rule number 3: No speaking of Specs when cuddling.” He muttered into your chest, as he nuzzled you, letting out a purr as you began to gently begun running you fingers through those dark black almost blue locks.

You allowed  the future king to use you as his own personal body pillow, it didn’t really bother you. It actually never did, since before you started dating he would just knock out near you and you’d adjust so that the man wouldn’t be too stiff when he woke up, no matter if it was your shoulder, head, or lap, or some of his current favorite spots, your chest and ass including the few times where he accidentally drooled on you.

Sneaking a kiss to the top of his head, you froze as you heard him muttered softly.

“Love you, y/n.”

Your heart skipped a beat, as shuffled slightly to return his embrace, thinking you’d allow him a little more moments to rest, “I…I love you too, Noctis.”


Prompto

“Sweetie lift you right leg, no your right!”

“This is my right leg.” You call back, sitting on a large rock overlooking the city of Insomnia, creating a beautiful backdrop.

“I meant my right.” Prompto laughed, as you adjusted your leg again. “Perfect, not quater turn toward the sun.”

“To the sun?” You inquired as you glance at the huge glowing object in the sky, “Can’t, it hurts.”

“Maybe not directly into it.” Prompto chuckled.

You and your boyfriend were taking pictures of the skyline for a new project that the blonde wanted to start, when he requested a picture of you. He stated it was for matching the colors when he edited later, but you knew he always snapped pictures of you when he thought you weren’t looking, than cycling through them as wallpaper on his phone.

After about 15 minutes of fidgeting Prompto seemed to finally be satisfied with his shot, as he helped you off the rock.

“So where else you wanted to go today, Chocoboo?” You asked, moving over to pick up your bag from the ground where you placed it, only to look over your shoulder as you noticed Prompto quickly turn his head away to pretend he wasn’t looking at your butt.

“We can, you know…”

You gave an over the top bend at the hips, pretending to fiddle with your bag,  “You do know you can look.”

Prompto immediately flushed, his freckles all but disappearing in his blush. Figuring you had tormented the poor photographer, you walked over wrapping your arms around his neck before littering his face with kisses making his red blush travel further down to his neck.

“Why so embarrassed my little Chocoboo?” You coo, as you remained placing kiss after kiss on his cheeks and face. “I’m not going to stop until I kiss every single freckle on your adorable face.”

“I…you…” Prompto muttered weakly, attempting to play aloof.

You remained littering his face, “Speak up, I can’t hear you.” You weren’t sure how he did it, but he became even more red as he muttered repeatly. “I can go all day, I have lipgloss in my bag.”

Prompto suddenly grabbed you by the shoulders, as he pulled you away from his face staring you in the eye, as he loudly proclaimed, “I LOVE YOU!”

You barely had time to retorted as he pressed his lips against your own. Both of you standing in the liplock for what seemed like forever, when he pulled away, almost as if realizing what he just said. Stepping back as he almost curled in on himself, as his tried to hid his blush by turning away from you.

Quickly moving to be within his sight again, you grab those freckled cheeks, squishing his face together, “I love you too!” You beam, before jumping into his arms, knocking you both to the ground, the two of you laughing as your return the kiss.


Gladiolus

“So strong.” The blonde girl giggled, as she hung off your boyfriend very strong feathered bicep as he attempted to leave her to get you another drink.

“You okay, y/n?” Prompto asked, resting a hand on your shoulder.

Through clinched teeth, you remained glaring at the blonde bimbo holding on to Gladiolus, your Gladiolus’ arm like she was his freaking hand bag. “I’m fine, Prompto, why do you ask?”

“Well, you’re currently trying to break your glass.” A buzzed, Noctis stated, as you realized the death grip you had on your cup of some fruity drink that Prompto purchased but didn’t like because it tasted too much like melon.

It was suppose to be a relaxing night out with the boys, as everyone needed a moment to relax from time to time, and the boys had picked some very new club, by the name of the Roost. The drinks were currently flowing heavily, as all the drinks Ignis was given were passed to Prompto and Noctis. Which as of current, you were taking the drinks from the boys as you needed something to calm the fury that was burning in you at the sight from across the club.

You swallowed a scream as you say the tramp, actually grab Gladiolus’ hands placing one hand on her ass, the other on her breast, as she wrapped her arms around his neck, attempting to place a kiss on his lips as he attempted to scramble away without hurting her.

Grabbing the nearest drink, you grab a shot, pouring it down your throat, as you slammed the glass down rougher than needed, as you jumped from the booth, marching through the crowd on your stilettos, using pure adrenaline to not stumble or maybe it was the rage.

Yeah it was the rage!

“Y/n” Gladiolus cheered, seeming excited to have someone save him from the leech of a woman currently holding onto him so he didn’t have to shove her away and accidentally hurt her.

You hadn’t even realized what you were doing, before you reached out grabbing a fist full of the blonde locks before you, pulling back with all your strength as you threw her to the floor. At the same grabbing a hold of your large boyfriend’s hand, as you pulled him through the crowd, people easily parting as you and your 6 foot 6 inch boyfriend went to the nearest exit.

Stepping outside to the nice warm air, you suddenly felt a tug, only to find the bimbo had followed you outside, and was currently playing tug of war with your boyfriend.

“What are you doing?” She slurred, her makeup stained face only seeming to make your more hazy mind  angered as she remind you of a clown and that ugly green dress and those black fishnet stocking made her look like a whore version of a certain crow.

“I’m going to warn you once, stay away from him.” You growled, as you stepped before Gladiolus, standing before the shield, as you slapped her hand from him.

The girl, turn her eyes to Gladiolus, “I can already tell you that, I’m a better lay that this little shank. Why don’t we find a place where I can give you a good fuck?” She giggled, making a jerk off motion, as she went to grab Gladiolus again.

That comment made you sober up immediately, as you pulled back your right arm, decking the female with a haymaker.

“Holy shit, babe!” Gladiolus gasped in shock.

“Fuck her up, y/n!” Noctis and Prompto yelled from somewhere.

Quickly following your punch by a straight kick to her chest, which was impressive considering how tight your dress was and the height of your shoes. Watching her crumble to the ground, with a bloody nose, “That’s my man, bitch! Touch him again and I put your ass in the ground!” You bark loudly, shoving her to the ground.

“And that would be our cue to leave, Gladio if you wouldn’t mind grabbing, y/n.” Ignis stated, as he quickly escorted Noctis and Prompto wobbly forms to the car as they cheered you on.

You felt Gladiolus’ hands on your waist, as he picked you up kicking and screaming to the Regalia, not even bothering to put you down as all five of you climbed into the car. Sitting up to face the club, your breasts pushed against Gladiolus’ face as you screamed at the bitch, currently trying to stand up and avoid getting blood on her ugly dress.

“Fuckin’ fight me bitch! I’ll kick your ass any day of the week. Kenny Crow looking ass!” You bark to the form of the club of that was getting smaller, only being hyped further by Prompto and Noctis cheering you on.

“Well that was eventful,.” Ignis muttered as he begun the 20 minute drive home. “let’s not do it again”

Gladiolus chuckled as he turned you around to sit in his lap your arms crossed smug at your win, “How many drinks did you have?”

You shrugged, obviously proud of yourself, and feeling your rage disappear, “Hell, if I know.”

“4 full drinks and 5 shots.” Ignis filled in, as he managed to buckle a Prompto, currently trying to escape the car to take a picture of something with his phone.

Gladiolus wrapped his arms tightly around you, as you grew more settled in his chest, feeling your adrenaline wear off to be replaced with the warm buzz of your drinks returning, “Gotta say I love that in a girl, love you babe.”

You felt the tears before you realized they were happening as you wailed rather loudly, “You love me?”

Gladiolus chuckled, “Are you crying?”

“Don’t avoid the question! Do you love me more than ramen noodles?”

“I mean you’re up there.”

You gave a shrug as nuzzled further in his chest tears already done following, “I guess that’s the best I can ask for.”


Ignis

“Welcome home, darling.” You smiled, standing from the couch as you went to meet your boyfriend at the door, it was already so late almost 9pm, body covered by his large pajama shirt. Taking his jacket, as you pressed a kiss to his cheek. “Everything okay?”

Ignis removed his glasses as he pinched the bridge of his nose, before turning to you with tired eyes, “Same as normal, what of you, my dear?”

“Not much, did you eat with the Prince?” You ask hanging up his jacket, as he removed his shoes.

“Yes, getting Noct to eat his vegetables is becoming more of a hassle.” He chuckled fondly, as you assisted him with removing his dress shirt. “If you haven’t eaten, I can fix you something.” He started moving toward the kitchen.

“That won’t be needed,” You smiled, as you took his hand, leading him to your shared bedroom, by passing the bed to go into the bathroom. “You always take such good care of us all, my love, allow me just a moment to show you the same respect.”  You coo, as you set him down on the large ottoman in the middle of the grand bathroom, with such a tall boyfriend you need a large bathroom, and the huge whirlpool tub didn’t hurt.

Running a nice warm bath as you placed in a bath bomb of lavender and rose petals before returning to the man sitting on the ottoman, waiting patiently for you. Removing his glasses, as you gently placed them on the his and her sink, being sure to wrap them in the silk cleaning cloth. Moving behind the tall man, having to kneel as you began to massage his shoulders and back.

The silent purrs and sighs escaping him, only seem to fuel you on, as you felt him slowly relax under your hands.  Keeping a watchful eye on the bath level, as you moved over turning it off, before assisting him in standing, as you both disrobed. Having him climb in first, as he laid back, before you settled yourself between him long fit legs, resting your head against his shoulder.

Allow the warm water to help relax the both of you, as you turned on the classic orchestra music, and dimming the lights. As you both sat in the tub, you comfortably held in his arms, as you leaned back slightly, pressing a kiss to the underside of his chin.

You weren’t entirely certain how long you were both in the warm water, as you noticed the man dozing off. Stifling a giggle, you nudged the blonde man slightly, as his green tired eyes locked with your own upside down gaze, as he pressed a kiss to your forehead. Both of you lazily washing each other, before climbing from the tub.

Sitting Ignis back onto the ottoman, now in the pajama bottoms of the shirt you were currently wearing, as you dried and brushed out his hair, as you smiled warmly to the man at his bangs down in a state only for you. Finally appearing relaxed for the first time in awhile, placing the brush down as you picked up his glasses. Moving to hand them to the man, only to stop short, as you lowered them, to instead place a kiss to his lips.

“I love you.” You whisper before realizing it had slipped out, almost immediately regretting it as you placed his glasses on his face with shaking hands.

Ignis looked up to you beyond the black frames, raising his hand to make as to adjust the lens, only to removed them, as he rested a hand against your cheek, “And I love you, my heart.”  He whispered against your lips, before pushing a kiss to them.

French Mistake

Past Sam x Reader; mention of Matt Cohen x ofc!Reader (It’ll make sense when you read it lol)

Word Count: 1,666

Warnings: language, angst, Sammy heartbreak…hehehe

Requested by Anon: Could you write an imagine set during the French Mistake where Sam sees the actress who plays his dead girlfriend and it turns out she’s dating someone (like Matt Cohen or KJ Apa or something) so he gets really upset because he can’t even kiss her or anything.

A/N: I kinda changed it up a bit…it’s not set in the actual episode but the boys do get sent back to that universe so it’s kinda the same. Shout out to @mamapeterson for the beta and feedback is greatly appreciated!!!

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BTS WINGS TOUR CONCERT (NEWARK)[FAN ACCOUNT]

This was the best concert ever!!!! BTS really outdid themselves. I went to the concert in a group, so there were five of us. One of the people in the group camped out, so our number line up was in the 90s, plus we all had soundcheck tickets ( bless her because I don’t know how she survived because it was so cold outside.)For soundcheck, it was the best experience ever! I like that BTS felt comfortable enough with us to show up to soundcheck without any makeup or hair done. They legit looked like they rolled out of bed, they were still handsome though. Since there were not that many people there, it was so intimate and personal. I made eye-contact with Jimin, Taehyung, Jin and Jungkook. Since they were not dancing during their rehearsal (except for Baepsae) , they were looking straight at us while singing. When they were practicing Dope, Namjoon didn’t even rap, he let us say his lines for him lol. It was so hype at soundcheck even though there were barely any people there. Also, Namjoon was the only one who showed up with glasses on. A fan had a sign that said “King of Destruction” for Namjoon, when Jimin saw it he was laughing lol. Overall soundcheck was such an awesome experience and it felt nice personally connecting with the members on that type of level. When the members were leaving, all of a sudden Taehyung came running back, he said “ I forgot my cellphone” poor Taehyung lol. Then we went back outside to line up and then entered the venue. I was right in front of the extended stage on the right side. I had the best view ever, first row is really the best lol

I was laughing the whole night because of my friend and her commentary ( if you watch my fancam for J-hope’s MAMA, you will see what I am talking about lol). My favorite member was Jimin and he was in front of me for the majority of the concert :) But he is so strange though. When he is dancing he is so focused and serious and his body really flows with the music ( I am so happy I saw it live and up-close). Jimin is really a beautiful dancer. However, he was feeling himself a little too much and almost busted his ass twice twirling and spinning around. If he fell in the pit, it would have been RIP to both Jimin and the security. Speaking of security even they were turing up to BTS lol. There is like three sides to Jimin. 1st is the serious and passionate dancer. 

Then his cute fluffy side. OMG, Jimin smiles while he talks, and it just melts your heart, he is really adorable lol. 

However,we also have flirty Jimin, he was having multiple fans shook all night. My friend was a Yoongi bias, but she was having a lot of eye contact with Jimin lol. The majority of the eye contact I had with Jimin was during soundcheck. During the actual concert I didn’t even notice he was staring at me, sometimes times I noticed, but I was only able to film some of it. Also, his thighs are no joke they, they are so thick lol. When the fans did the rainbow ocean, he was so amazed and was staring at the whole venue in disbelief lol, all of the members were shook. 

I also, had a lot of eye contact with Taehyung too, he was so interactive and cute with the fans. However, the energy from J-Hope was no joke. He was hype for 2 and a half hours straight. He is such an amazing performer, honestly the majority of people who left the concert all said they are now J-Hope stans lol. He was like a ball of light and sunshine, and he was smiling so much. I also, caught Jin staring a lot, even though he was on the opposite side of were I was on stage lol. Towards the end of the concert when they were saying goodbye I had eye contact with Namjoon for too long, and then he opened his eyes really wide and waved goodbye. 

Jungkook was cute too, a fan gave him the American flag and he took it and ran around with it.

The performances at the concerts were well done, and I was able to appreciate their choreography even more so seeing it live in person. They all can dance so well. I loved when Cypher Pt 4, was performed. For someone who says they are a rock, Yoongi sure was getting his life though lol.

This was really the best concert that I have ever been too. I was able to meet so many wonderful people. One of my friends was talking to the staff members and they told her that BTS were so nice and respectful, but they are also jokesters. Overall, the staff loved them lol. My other friend also knew a girl who’s dad was working at the show, so she got to meet BTS, but she was too shy to say anything so she just waved. I really had an amazing time and I can’t wait for them to comeback soon.

I uploaded all my fancams on youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c-uWbQg6_PQ&index=1&list=PLcXdoa9XjabFzx9b9IDiAa93Hvu8N-I3a

 I also complied a video of highlights of the concert : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-3NCfBwRmOs

ALSO: I put together a few moments when I had eye contact with the members: 

Honestly my favorite part of this AU is how much of a goober Howard is.


“Kill me,” Howard begged.

Maria pursed her lips instead of pointing and laughing at him. “Don’t say that in front of Tony, Howard.”

He frowned at her, confused, and blew his nose. “Tony shouldn’t come in here. I’m sick. I don’t want him to get this.”

“Well he’s going to come in here,” Maria retorted, finishing with her makeup. “I know you said no makeup until he’s thirteen, but can I give him a little blue eye shadow? It’s a special occasion. Just a teensy bit!”

Howard stared up at the ceiling. “…I… suppose. But just this once. And only because it’s a special occasion.”

“Goody!” she exclaimed, clapping her hands, and began picking through her different eye shadows.

Howard frowned at her, unimpressed. “Just a little.

“Of course,” Maria agreed distractedly. “He’s too young to look like a harlot.”

“He shouldn’t ever look like a harlot,” Howard insisted, then began to cough. He leaned into his wife when she came to sit beside him and rubbed his back. “The famous Howard Stark, brought down by a cold. The Howling Commandoes would laugh themselves to the grave.”

Maria rolled her eyes fondly. “I guess it’s good that they’re not here then.”

Howard heard a yelp and then something thumping into the bedroom door. He stared up at the ceiling, frowning. “Why does he have to take after me this way?”

“It’s not my fault you two are too impatient to watch where you’re going,” Maria rejoined, standing up to open the door. “Are you okay, honey?”

“Yeah, it was just my face!” Tony replied happily.

Howard couldn’t help but continue to stare at the ceiling, despairing. Just his face. He had the most beautiful little boy, but whatever. It was just his face.

Tony scampered further into the room. “How do I look?” he asked excitedly, holding the skirt of his blue gown out and turning in a circle.

Blue normally wasn’t his color. Jan was a miracle worker. “You look beautiful, Tony,” Howard told him sincerely. “I’m sorry I can’t go tonight. Everyone is going to be so jealous of you.”

Tony giggled quietly and covered his cheeks, coming to a stop in front of Maria’s floor-length mirror to look at himself. “Thanks, Daddy!”

“Maria,” Howard whispered, motioning her over. When she obediently bent down, he hissed, “Don’t let anyone get ideas about our boy. No marriages.”

Maria choked on a snort. “He’s ten.

“No marriages,” he repeated sternly.

“Alright, honey,” she sighed, rolling her eyes.

There was a knock on the door. Jarvis poked his head inside. “Mrs. Stark, if you don’t hurry you’re going to be late.”

“What?!” Maria looked at the clock and yelped. “Come on, Tony!” she exclaimed, grabbing her shoes and hurrying out of the room.

Tony squawked and ran after her. “Bye Dad I hope you feel better!”

“Thank you, Tony,” Howard told the empty room. He took a moment to feel smug.

Maria came running back in to snatch up the eye shadow and a brush. “I didn’t forget,” she told him, grinning, and left the room again as quickly as she came.

Howard scowled.

“I’m sorry, sir,” Jarvis said, sighing.

“It’s alright, Jarvis,” he replied grumpily. “You did try.”


Having a cold was miserable. Howard couldn’t even sleep well. He worried that Maria would conveniently ‘forget’ that he’d said only a little eye shadow, or that some older child would make fun of him, or worse, like him a little too much. Someone could even insult Jan’s handiwork, and then Tony would get himself into a fight.

Tony was so small. He wasn’t very good at fighting.

“Should I enroll Tony in a self-defense class?” he asked Ana when she brought him soup. He did not think about the very, very rare meat he was missing at the Meeting, because that had been the cause for the only time he threw up earlier in the day.

Ana blinked at him. “Quite honestly I’m surprised that you hadn’t put him in a self-defense class already, sir.”

“I will enroll him in a self-defense class. He will become the most dangerous Stark,” Howard decided.

Ana raised an eyebrow. “You punched a senator a week ago.”

“I am going to punch any bigoted asshole who thinks my wife and child are dangerous just because they can change into wolves,” Howard hissed viciously. “What’s the most dangerous thing Maria has ever done? She’s sat on me.”

“Your wife is the size of a small horse,” Ana pointed out.

Howard drew himself up indignantly. “She has delicate bone structure!”

Ana remained unimpressed. “Finish your soup.”


Howard woke from his doze to the solid thump of little feet running down the hall. He glanced at the clock and sighed quietly, frowning. It was two o’clock in the morning. They typically didn’t get home until five or six. He hadn’t gotten much sleep. He sat up anyway, though, and turned on his bedside lamp.

The door creaked open a little, and Tony poked his head in. When he saw him sitting up, he smiled and stepped inside, bouncing over to the bed. “Hi, Daddy!” he whispered, and might as well have talked in his regular voice for how loud it was. “Are you feeling better?”

“A little,” Howard fibbed. Good. Maria had only used a little eye shadow. “Did you have fun at the Meeting? Did they like your dress?”

“Yes and yes,” Tony answered happily. “Ms. Patterson even said that she’d like to know who made it! Jan’s gonna be so excited!”

The bedroom door opened further, and Maria came trudging in, carrying her shoes again. “Honey, come over here so I can wipe your eye makeup off and you can go to sleep. Your father needs to rest.”

Tony frowned, disappointed, but nodded, walking over to her obediently. He tilted his head as she pulled a piece of cloth out of a package. It looked a lot like a baby wipe. He wrinkled his nose—kind of smelled like one, too.

“Close your eyes,” Maria ordered gently, and removed the faint hint of eye shadow in two expert swipes on each eyelid. “There. Wash your face and go to bed.”

“Okay. Goodnight, Mommy,” he answered, kissing her cheek when she offered it to him, then turned and rushed back over to the bed. “Goodnight, Daddy,” he added, pressing a kiss to his cheek as well. “I hope you feel better.”

“Thank you, Tony,” Howard replied, smitten. He had the sweetest child. “Goodnight.”

Tony smiled at him brightly before scampering out of the room.

Howard waited until he knew Tony was in his room before he turned his attention back to his wife, concerned. “You’re home early.”

“I was worried about you,” Maria admitted. “I know human colds last longer than when werewolves get them, but it still freaks me out.”

“Aw, honey!” he cooed happily. “Howard Stark would never be brought down by the common cold!”

She raised an eyebrow at him. “I’m more worried about the stupid things you’d do while you had the common cold.”

“Jarvis won’t let me use the soldering gun so I don’t see the problem.”

“Idiot,” she sighed fondly, sitting down at her dressing table to begin removing her own makeup. “You’re going to be so mad,” she added, frowning at herself in the mirror.

Howard sat up a little, concerned. “What? Why? Did someone hit on you? Honestly I’m surprised anyone would dare.”

“No,” Maria said, grimacing. “But the Perrin family suggested that perhaps Tony and their daughter Julia would be a good match.”

Howard stared at her, mouth setting into a firm line.

“Of course I said no,” she added quickly. “But then they, uh… said their son might be a good match instead.”

“I’m going to find Mark Perrin and shove my foot so far up his ass that I kick his teeth out.”

Maria couldn’t help but snort at his conviction. “Howard! I already told them no!”

“Tony is ten and will not even be allowed to date until he is twenty-five—”

“Oh my God.”

“—And he will be allowed to marry when he is twenty-nine and not a day sooner.”

Maria laughed quietly. “Howard, you’re the worst.

“He’s my baby!” Howard exclaimed indignantly. “And he’s too good for everyone! Don’t laugh at me, Maria! He is too pure for this world!”