order kitchen

that scene in the emperors new groove where kuzco and yzma are going back and forth through the kitchen door ordering food from kronk while not noticing the other person is the height of comedy and nothing will ever surpass it

modern au revolutionary set headcanons

Alexander Hamilton
● puts his hair up in a messy bun while working and forgets that he stuck his pen in there
● really loves star wars and had a crush on both luke&leia
● once wrote a trashy novel which he doesn’t talk about. EVER.
● is actually very good at cooking but can only rarely be persuaded to do it
● cut his hair bc he knew everyone was going to lose their shit
● really needs glasses but never wears them
● constantly walks into stuff bc of that

Lafayette
● sometimes pretends not to understand english at all to get out of parking tickets or awkward situations
● is actually too smooth to ever get into awkward situations
● has three plants which all have names
● one of them is dead but he refuses to acknowledge it
● he read John the first Harry Potter book because lil Jacky was forbidden from reading them as a child bc religious parents
● he did the voices
● buys homeless people lunch
● actually flosses

Hercules Mulligan
● best dressed at all times
● looks like he will drink you under the table and then beat you up with it but is actually a straight edge vegetarian who gives his tired drunk friends piggyback-rides home from the bar so that they don’t drive
● the dad friend. obviously.
● he plays the guitar but no one knows?
● has never lost a game of mario kart (or so he claims)
● gives the best hugs

John Laurens
● isn’t that into turtles but people still send him pictures and videos of them all the time? (other people have an embarrassing emo-phase that they never get to live down and he…well he had a turtle-phase)
● the worst at cooking
● doesn’t even have a kitchen, only orders in or is given food by concerned friends (hercules)
● likes space - both outer and personal
● only owns two pair of shoes
● is really into video games and claims to have beaten Herc in Mario Kart
● the issue is not settled

The Seven Days of Hell

Imagine: Living with the Marauders and when that time of the month comes around, no one knows what to do. Well, except Sirius. He has a plan. Plus, this gif of Sirius.

Originally posted by helloimaginesgalore

Sirius walked into the kitchen, clutching a calendar and a cigarette. He was in scarlet and gold pajama pants, a pair of your rainbow colored toe socks, hair tousled and wand tucked behind his ear. Remus sat at the kitchen table, clutching the Daily Prophet and a cup of coffee. James sat in another chair, eyes closed. Peter sat across from him, lazily levitating the pepper shaker into the air and moving it up and down, occasionally sprinkling some in James Potter’s hair. 

“It is the first day of the seven days of hell,” Sirius announced, holding the calendar up and pointing to the date. The block had ‘the flood begins’ in red marker in James’ handwriting inside it. Remus put the paper down and took a sip of his coffee, staring at Sirius with raised eyebrows. James’ eyes shot open. Peter lowered the pepper shaker. Sirius spoke again, “I fear while this day will be full of terrible, treacherous trials, it will not be the worst of them. Tomorrow, I feel, will be the most intense battle of these seven days of dangerous conflicts. Today, we will prepare ourselves secretly, while also making the day more tolerable for our dearest Y/N.” 

“And how to you propose we do that, Pads?” Remus asked. 

“Ah, Moony, my skeptical mate, I have been up all night preparing,” Sirius answered, tapping the calendar with his wand and making it vanish. “In my eight hours of debate with myself on how to go about this correctly, I have decided the best way to accomplish a twelve hour truce with the bleeding, brooding beast is simply breakfast in bed.”

“Well,” James piped up. “I think that’s a great plan, Sirius. But, I must say that the best way to start off this genius plan is not to call Y/N a bleeding, brooding beast.” 

“My apologies, Prongs,” Sirius said with a smug smirk. “A moment of weakness, my friend, a moment of fear. Now, since this is my wonderfully thought out, foolproof, perfect plan, I’ve decided that I’m captain of this operation. So, with that being said - Moony, get on the eggs! Peter, there’s fresh oranges in the cupboard. Make our girl the best glass of O.J. she’ll ever taste! Prongs, the bacon, boy! Get to work!” 

Remus stood up, depositing his coffee cup in the sink, and moving towards the stove, “And just what will you be doing, Padfoot?” 

“What will I be doing?” Sirius asked incredulously. “I, Moony, will be making the most perfectly toasted, precisely buttered toast for our dearest housemate!” 

With this being said and orders being distributed, the kitchen was launched into a chaos of shuffling feet, sizzling grease, and Sirius marching around with his toast, barking orders at everyone. In twenty minutes, Y/N’s breakfast was done and plated wonderfully. Sirius had prepared a cute wooden tray with a sky blue plate filled with eggs, bacon, and toast upon it. On it also sat a glass of orange juice and tucked under the plate was a chocolate frog, courtesy of Remus. Beside her plate was a small bowl of sliced strawberries and a fork wrapped in a napkin. 

Sirius, James, Peter, and Remus all stood huddled around it, contemplating. Peter let out a sigh, “Do you think this is enough? For a truce?” 

“It has to be,” Sirius answered. “Anything else would be far too much of a risk. It wouldn’t be thought through. Not foolproof.” 

With a shaky breath, James hoisted the tray into the air with his wand, “I’ll go first.” 

“Thank you for your sacrifice, James,” Sirius nodded, following him up the stairs. They walked in a straight, tense line. James, then Sirius, Peter behind him, and Remus taking up the rear. They reached the door much faster than any of them would’ve liked. 

“She likes you the best Moony,” Peter hissed. “You knock.” 

“Oh, absolutely not,” Remus replied hastily with a grin. “She definitely fancies James.”

With a small squeak, James raised his hand to the door and knocked thrice. They all stood outside awaiting a response. Seconds later, they received one. A sleepy voice on the inside croaked out, “Come in.” 

Peter pushed open the door and James strutted through, hoisting your food through the door and over to you, allowing it to land gently in your lap. The orange juice barely sloshed. Remus spoke first as Y/N gawked silently at them. He grinned, “This is our offering, O’ Bloody One.” 

Sirius’ eyes went wide and he kicked Remus in the shin. But, you were laughing. The tension in the room fell and the boys all slumped with relief. You smiled down at your breakfast and back up at the Marauders. “You boys are so sweet.” 

“Anything for our girl,” Sirius grinned. 

Silence filled the room like a gas and the boys just stood there, watching you chomp down on bacon. After two pieces, you rolled your eyes, “Well c’mon then, loves. Are we not going to have a lovely breakfast and make fun of the muggle television this morning?” 

With grunts and giggled, the boys all snuggled into your king size bed. James inched in beside you, snaking arm arm around your waist. Sirius plopped a pillow down on your legs, laying horizontally across the bed, head on your legs. Peter filed in on your other side, laying his head on your shoulder. Remus placed himself in the space between James and Sirius, sticking a pillow on James’ stomach and leaning against it, sprawling his legs out across Sirius’ torso. James turned on the TV with a click of a button. 

A blonde newswoman appeared on the screen pointing at what appeared to be a cold front. You grinned to yourself as James pressed a kiss to your cheek and Sirius started giggling about the misspelling of the word front on the screen. 

“What kind of word is ‘fornt’?” he asked, laughing. 

Faking your period had to be one of the best things you’d ever done.

TalesFromYourServer: Sir, I warned you, we don't refund the wings.

Hi everybody! Friendly neighborhood homo-barkeep here! Its my day off and I decided to tell yall this story from Saturday.

As Ive said, my bar has some small food items. One of these is a hellish recipe the owner made for hot wings, theyre amazing, but they will kick your ass if you aren’t a spicy food fanatic. Luckily, we have three levels: Hot Wings, Fire Wings, Hell Wings. The first two arent that bad but the Hell Wings are so hot they have to be prepared with gloves. I dont know all of what the owner puts in, but they marinate for 2 days in their sauce. They are painfully hot if you aren’t used to spicy foods(they make some people sick). The owner requires we warn anyone who orders them.

Anyway, we got a drunk guy at the bar who asked for a menu. So I toss him one and after a few minutes he calls me over and asks for the wings. I go through the spiel:

Me: Sir, are you sure about that? These wings are extremely hot. And once you have ordered them I cannot refund them. I can just give you one to let you try it.

Drunk Guy: Just gimme em. I aint no p***y

I send his order back to the kitchen and I go back to my job. His wings come up and I bring them over with ranch, blue cheese, and thousand island. I decide to walk over to the resturant side and retrieve a glass of milk just in case. I get back about two minutes later. And I am greeted by an always funny sight. A drunk guy, red in the face and sweating, thumping his leg, while a vein threatens to blow out of his forehead. I set the glass in front of him and he takes a drink, swishes it around and swallows, he repeats this drink by drink with the whole glass(I guess he is experienced with hot foods.) and slams the glass down(rude).

He’s panting but no longer red in the face. I look at his basket. He ate one wing and didnt touch the sauces(LPT: when trying wings at a new place, have your first bite with some sort of dip.). He doesnt seem to have any complaints so I go on with my night eventually taking his uneaten wings.

Eventually he flagged me down for his tab I print it out and bring it to him. As soon as I hand it to him he points at the wings on his ticket.

DG: you need to take those off.

Me: [oh this is gonna be good] was there something wrong with them?

DG: yeah they were too spicy.

Me: oh, well sir, I warned you about that when you asked for them. I also told you I can’t give refunds on them.

DG: BUT I ONLY ATE ONE!!

Me: and we had to make 15 of them.

DG: TAKE THEM OFF MY BILL OR I WONT PAY.

Me: sir, I cannot take them off and if you do not pay I will call the police.

He opened his mouth to argue but instead opened his wallet and counted out 67 dollars and told me to make sure to get his change. I didn’t care about the lack of tips. I was happy to have him gone. And I got free wings out of it.

TL;DR- I warned him they were spicy and I couldnt give a refund. Spoiler: he didn’t get a refund.

By: Michael_Ceras_Pubes

Got7 Reaction: You Sleeping W/O A Bra

Request

“ Hello! Since you guys said you would be taking reactions. coudl I request got7 and bts or which ever one your more comfortable doing, reaction to finding out tehre girlfriend doesn’t sleep with a bra on? Thank you!💜 “

- Anon.  

Jackson

Jackson walks into your bedroom, looking to surprise you while you’re playing on your phone, but he finds you fast asleep, one of your bras sitting on top of your hamper in the corner. He’d raise his eyebrow and smirk, being the cocky dork he is, and sneak up next to you, gently pulling down your covers so that he doesn’t wake you. He strips down into his usual sleeping attire and crawls in next to you, holding you close and chuckling, not thinking much more of it and just glad to have you back in his arms, and drifts off to sleep.

Originally posted by kookihyunnie

Yugyeom

Yugyeom would be in the kitchen at the early morning attempting to cook breakfast for you both as a way to show you he loves you. Not to long after the food starts cooking you would wake up confused, thinking maybe your mother had come to visit, but then remembered that your boyfriend Yugyeom had spent the night, but had insisted he sleep on the couch to give you your privacy since you haven’t been together very long. You, without thinking, walk out into the kitchen in nothing but your tee shirt and shorts, obviously not wearing your bra, and hug Yugyeom from behind. Being the innocent maknae he is, he probably wouldn’t even realize at first that you weren’t wearing one. He’d turn around and kiss your forehead and look down at you, and that’s when realization would hit him and he’d tilt his head and knit his eyebrows in confusion but also starting to blush a bit. That small movement would then cause you to realize and pull away and cross your arms flustered and explain that you had forgotten to put on your bra due to you being tired. He’d just shrug and laugh, calling you cute and return to cooking while you ran back to your room to get properly dressed.

Originally posted by chichangyu

Jaebum

Jaebum would be attempting to make you breakfast in bed for your anniversary. He snuck around your kitchen trying to be as quiet as possible as he attempted to make you pancakes and eggs. After a few minutes he had finally succeeded and decided to look around your kitchen in order to find a few things to better present the dish before pouring you a glass of orange juice and carefully carrying it into your room. Once he got there, he had placed the dish and glass onto your nightstand and decided to wake you up by peppering your face in kisses and humming to you. Once you had finally woke up, giggling at how sweet and cute your boyfriend is, you sat up and pulled the plate onto your lap starting to eat. It’d take a few minutes for Jaebum to actually realize you weren’t wearing a bra due to him being so absorbed in making sure you enjoyed the food. Once he had finally realized though, he’d start turning a soft shade of pink and awkwardly scratch the back of his head and looking around the room now instead of at you. He’d awkwardly sit there in that position, starting to crack bad jokes in order to try and calm himself down and wait for you to finish, and once you had he had said that he would meet you out in the living room once you were ready for your anniversary date while carrying the dishes out into the kitchen so that he could wash them.  

Originally posted by j-miki

Jinyoung

Jinyoung would just be walking into your new shared apartment exhausted from rehearsal. He’d walk into the bedroom and place his bag in the closet, and attempted to quietly look through his dresser for his pajamas so he could go take a shower and change. Once he had found them, he glanced at your sleeping form, not yet noticing due to the way you were positioned and due to the blanket. Roughly 10 minutes later, Jinyoung had snuck back into your room and was getting into bed, careful not to wake you. He had just wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close to him which caused you to sleepily snuggle into him, and that’s when he realized you weren’t wearing a bra. Now, at that moment, he would just freeze in place and probably forget to breath for a few seconds, looking at you completely shook. After a few minutes though, he tried to relax himself and forget about it, hoping to just completely forget and avoid the possible upcoming situation in the morning.

Originally posted by bangedhim

Youngjae

Youngjae would innocently be playing on his computer while sitting on the couch, waiting for you to wake up. He’d be humming to himself absent mindedly when you would walk in and past him, half asleep. He’d finally look up at you once you started making noise in the half kitchen that was situated next to the living room. Being one of the “innocent” ones in the group, like Yugyeom, he wouldn’t notice until to reached up to grab something from a shelf that was barely out of your reach. Youngjae would walk up behind you, blushing like crazy now realizing that you weren’t wearing a bra and grab the item you were reaching for so you could make yourself something to eat. You’d sleepily thank him, not realizing yet yourself, until you notice that your boyfriend keeps glancing at you while giggling and sporting a bright pink face. You chuckled at how cute and innocent he was being and why he was acting like that, but decided to torture him just a little bit longer. as you make your snack, you reach up again for something else on the same shelf, this time going on your toes to reach it, trying not to chuckle since you knew he was shyly watching. You then innocently looked back at him and asked him to get the item for you, which he shyly nodded and got, still trying not to giggle. You watched him grab the object and that’s when you broke into a fit of giggles and laughter which caused him to look at you confused but bursting out into giggles and laughter as well. You then ask him to finish cooking so you can go quickly change.

Originally posted by mjbm

Mark

You’d be napping in your room while Mark comes over to surprise you. You’re mom would answer the door and instantly pull him in for a hug, having missed his presence as well and knowing you’ll feel a lot better now that He’s back. She’d take him into the living room telling him that you should be up in a bit and begins cooking while talking to him. You’d wake up confused as to why there was such a ruckus in the living area and walk in wearing a tee-shirt at boyshort underwear scratching your head confused. You’d look instantly at your mom and ask what was going on not noticing him falling silent once you entered the room. Your mom would just shrug and laugh nodding over towards your boyfriend whos sitting on the couch trying not to laugh at how cute you are. You’d look at him after yawning and stretching, accidentally making it even more obvious you weren’t wearing a bra and make a very oblivious and awkward ‘oh’ sound once you made eye contact. That’s when Mark lost it and bursts into a fit of giggles and got up, hugging you tightly not even caring you weren’t wearing a bra and shuffle backwards, sitting down on the couch and pulling you onto his lap and returning to his conversation with your mom while you snuggled into him and fell back asleep, more comfortable.

Originally posted by kei--imnida

Bambam

You’d be lounging on your bed, watching youtube videos and having a lazy day when all of a sudden your boyfriend, Bambam, called. You groggily answered the phone, laziness and boredom laced in your voice. Upon hearing your tone he’d laugh and tell you he’s on his way with food and then hang up after saying he loves you. You’d roll over on your bed and glance at your dresser debating whether or not to get up and put on a bra before deciding it wasn’t worth it, it wouldn’t be the first time he saw you without a bra and it certainly wouldn’t be the last, so you go back to watching youtube videos and impatiently waiting for your boyfriend to arrive. Minutes later, your boyfriend walks in, announcing his arrival as well as the arrival of take out chinese. You instantly hop up and run to the kitchen holding on to your boobs so that they wouldn’t bounce and cause pain. Bambam would open his arms expecting you to hug him, but instead you go over to the cabinets and pull out a plate and chopsticks, serving yourself. Bambam just laughs and pulls out a plate doing the same before playfully teasing you, saying things like 'Sometimes I swear you only love me for the free food’. You’d giggle and peck him on the lips and wink before going back to your room. He’d just chuckle and follow behind, slapping your ass as he passes you and says something like 'you know, if you wanted me you’d just have to say so instead of parading around in nothing but your t shirt’ and wink.

Originally posted by strxctlygotseven


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Pack Mom pt.2 - Derek Hale x Reader

Originally posted by secretgif-s

Pairing: Derek x Reader

Prompt: Request! – Liam starts getting jealous when Isaac gets more attention than him, soon it becomes a competition between them that you decide to indulge in. (Also inspired by Woman – Honne.)

Warning: None! Just FLUFFFFF!

ENJOY!!

*****

“Isaac honey can you pass me the butter.” You muttered as you grabbed the bread from the cupboard.

“Okay Mama!” He smiled as he grabbed the butter from the fridge bouncing over to you as you grabbed a knife out the draw.

“Thank you baby.” You smiled at him softly ruffling his hair. You started buttering the bread placing different ingredients on each sandwich. Lydia and Erica had a BLT. Liam, Mason, Cory and Stiles had a PBJ and Derek, Isaac and Jackson all had plain cheese and ham. You had a peanut butter and Nutella fried, kind of like grilled cheese. When you were frying your sandwich you heard yelling start from the front room.

“No fair! It’s my turn!” Liam screeched.

“NO IT’S NOT!” Scott scoffed before you heard more shuffling.

“Ow don’t bite me!” Liam whined making you wince slightly.

“Actually I think it’s my turn.” Derek deadpanned as you heard more movement.

“Listen old man!” Jackson yelled angrily.

You switched off the hob before storming into the living room to see Scott, Liam, Jackson and Derek rolling around on the floor fighting over the Xbox controller. Your hand immediately went to your hips as you waited for them to notice you. Lydia was sat reading but she looked up to acknowledge you before going back to her book.

“DEREK!” You screamed eventually when you realized they weren’t going to notice you.

“Shit!” You heard him muttered before de-tangling himself from the boys.

“Scott get off your brothers!” You snapped as you tapped you bare foot against the floor. Once they were all stood in front of you, head down in an attempt not to test what patience you had left.

“Every time I start making food somehow you always seem to interrupt me by acting like morons!” You huffed angrily.

“The Xbox can go off now. Derek you can come pour me a glass of wine. Lord knows I need it. Scott you can finish the reading you have for school. Jackson how about you study for the maths test coming up. Ask Lydia for help if you need it. Liam you can come sit in the kitchen.” You ordered pointing at each one of them as you snapped your orders, Scott and Jackson groaned but did as they were told. You made you way back to the kitchen Liam following closely behind. You told him to sit at the breakfast bar while you got out the first aid kit. You wiped always the blood noticing the bite mark almost gone completely, which you were thankful for.

“Mama?” Liam murmured softly, a blush on his face.

“What baby?” You said as you threw the used antiseptic wipe in the bin.

“Can I have a hug?” He fiddle with the bottom of his shirt nervously as he waited for your response. You smiled but leaned over to hug him tightly. His head laying against your chest probably able to hear you heart beating. He hugged you back but the moment only lasted a few more seconds because you heard Isaac start talking.

“Mama I’m hungryyy.” He whined, a pout gracing his face. You pulled away from Liam and nodded before you went back to making food.

You glanced at Isaac and Liam as you went to turn the hob back on. You noticed that they were thoroughly glaring at each other which you thought was weird, shaking your head you chose the let it go.

After the pack has finished eating they went back to their houses, except Isaac who went upstairs to study, leaving you alone with Derek. You had college tomorrow but you didn’t feel like staying in your dorm with your overly happy roommate. You cuddled into Derek as he flipped through the films that were on the TV, his pick of film made you laugh. As much as he a Stiles bicker their love for Star Wars was always what had them chatting like they were best friends.

“I think you should move in with me.” Derek spoke after half an hour of silence through the film. You looked up at him shocked by the sudden statement, his eyes still glued on the TV like he felt embarrassed somehow.

“Oh really? Would you like to look at me and ask me instead of telling me?” You snorted, crossing your arms in playful anger.

“Y/N Y/L/N will you move in with me?” He huffed with false confidence as he gazed in your eyes.

“I would love to Derek. Now I need to sleep because I have class at 8. Night Der.” You muttered as you wandered up the stairs. You stopped at Isaac’s room to see him sprawled over his bed with his homework thrown everywhere which made you smile to yourself. You carefully moved the papers to his computer desk and threw his covers over him, brushing his curly hair away from his face. After making sure he was okay, you went to yours and Derek’s shared bedroom getting dressed into one on Derek’s tops before getting into bed.

*****

“Isaac breakfasts ready!” You screamed up the stairs as you checked the time once again. Isaac ran down stairs dressed and ready for school. He kissed your cheek before he sat down next to you digging into his breakfast.

“Thank you Mama.” He said with half of a piece of bacon hanging out his mouth.

“Isaac don’t talk with your mouthful. It’s rude.” You instructed your voice soft yet stern. He nodded and continued chewing his food before you realized it was already 7.30am. You got up and kissed Derek on the cheek, who was sat silently with a coffee in his hand. Isaac followed closely behind hoping into the passenger seat.

“I need to talk to Derek about getting you a car or a bike.” You muttered as the pulled away from the Hale house.

“I don’t need a car mama I’m fine.” Isaac whispered slowly like he was worried about how Derek would react.

“Yes you do and don’t argue with me. Derek will agree too. Everyone else has a way to get around so which would you prefer bike or car?”

“Mama I do-”

“I think a bike since you love riding with Scott.” You interrupted before he could reject the offer again. After that you and Isaac chose to stay quiet for the rest of the time in the car. When you arrived at Beacon Hills High School you got out the car to greet the pack which was making their way over to your car.

“Ma-Y/N shouldn’t you be at college?” Scott voiced as they stopped in front of you.

“I’m going after this. Derek said he would drop him off but it’s on my way so I thought I’d do it today. Plus I have some good news.” You stated before ruffling Liam’s hair which made him preen.

“I’m moving in full time with Derek.” You added after pulling your hand away from Liam.

“That’s awesome!!” Erica screeched making Stiles roll his eyes.

“Right I’ve gotta go. Liam be good everyone else looking after him and make sure you don’t fight. You know it may seem like play fighting to werewolves but to humans it looks brutal and I’m not dealing with another call from Natalie telling me you’ve earned yourself detention for 2 weeks!”

“Yes Mom.” They are voiced sarcastically.

*****

When everyone came over for dinner that night it wasn’t just the pack but also the parents, who had yet to find out about your new name. It happened when you were helping Melissa cook while the Sheriff, Chris and Derek sat around the breakfast bar chatting away.

“JACKSON GIVE IT BACK! MAMA!!!!” Stiles screamed as he chased Jackson into the kitchen. Everyone stopped to stare at you but you paid no mind.

“JACKSON! Put that down before I take away your new phone!” You yelled as you stirred the chicken pieces around the wok.

“What you didn’t buy that though!!” Jackson screamed angrily his foot stomping angrily.

“I’m sorry, what was that?” You responded, your tone calm with a sickly sweet smile joining as you turned to look at him.

“I mean! I’m sorry Stiles here’s your comic book and I love you Mama!” He replied in a rushed way that made you smirk.

“That’s what I thought now, boy’s front room I don’t wanna tell you twice.” You added as you watched the boys bicker as they walked into the front room. You turned your attentions to the 3 sets or wide eyes staring at you, realizing what you had done you blushed and picked up your glass of wine.

“I think we should leave the kids here and go into early retirement.” Noah snorted making Derek go deathly pale.

“So your pack mom now?” Chris added nodding in agreement as he did, you nodded before going back to food. Once dinner was ready you all moved to the dining room to sit down but then just like every aspect of your life turned into another argument.

“But you always sit next to Mama I wanna sit next to her today!” Liam whined his bottom lip sticking out slightly.

“No it’s my seat pipsqueak.” Isaac mocked as he made his way to the seat.

“Isaac you can sit next to Melissa.” Your voice made no room for arguments with made everyone stop awkwardly.

“Bu-”

“Isaac.” Was all Derek said as everyone finally started to situate themselves.

During dinner everything was full of chatter and laughs except Isaac who sat there pushing his food around his plate aimlessly. You knew what was happening Isaac had been the baby of the pack for years until Liam came along. You could tell he was jealous and they were competing but you also knew that you loved everyone in this pack equally, well except Peter because he’s a maniac and Derek who is possibly the love of your life.

You knew Isaac felt left out but he had to learn you weren’t just his. After dinner you started cleaning up but Chris and Noah quickly took over saying that you and Melissa should rest, so you did. As soon as you sat down Liam began speaking to you.

“Mama would you like a drink?” He asked hopefully.

“I can rub your feet if you want?” Isaac tried to interrupt.

“I could put on your favorite film if you want.” Liam grit his teeth as he smiled, as if trying to control his anger.

“Boys just sit down.” You groaned before flopping onto Derek’s chest.

That night the entire pack stayed over, the big house full of giggles and teasing but what got you the most was every 5 minutes Liam and Isaac asked if you wanted anything or tried to get your attention. By the time it was midnight you had enough of the bickering so you told everyone to sit down and watch a film or they could go to their own rooms. Thankfully they listened.

“Mama would you like some popcorn?” Liam asked gently as the movie got to about half way through.

“Mama doesn’t like salted popcorn.” Isaac snickered making you pause the film and tell Erica to turn the light on.

“Right I’ve had enough of this competing! I am not a toy that you can fight over nor am I everyone’s favorite lamppost to piss up!” You screamed angrily as you threw the remote controller onto the couch.

“I love you all equally! You are all my baby’s in some way! If you had two babies would you love them differently?” You added, your arms crossing over your chest as you tried to maintain calm.

“No.” Isaac muttered, his cheeks glowing red.

“Well then don’t expect that from me! I love you all the exact same amount!” You huffed before hearing Derek re-enter the living room. Everyone was staring at you with sad eyes but you knew it was because they all felt bad.

After everyone had gone to bed you and Derek made your way up to your bed room changing into one of Derek’s tops before sliding into bed with a sigh. Derek got in without a word kissing you passionately which made you squeak in surprise. One he pulled back he smiled down at you lovingly his thumb tracing circles on your cheeks.

“Thank you for being the best Pack Mom ever.” He whispered gently, his hands making their way into your hair.

That’s night Derek made love to you over and over again his love pouring out over and over until you were overloaded with his feelings.

This man is the love of your life and he gave you everything you ever wanted.

A family.

One Of The Boys || Jack Maynard

Originally posted by iheartmyyoutubers

Requests are currently [ OPEN ]

Summary: You meet the boys after a few months of dating Jack and end up getting along like a house on fire. 

Word Count: 971

Dedicated To: One of my absolute favourite buttercream authors @suggxmaynard​ , thank you for inspiring me to start this blog love♡

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thoughts from my Raven Boys reread:

highlights include some rambling analysis of Adam and Ronan’s dynamic in the first book, yelling about how Gansey definitely has social anxiety, gushing about the Henrietta library, and trying to accept the fact that this is probably the best book out of the whole series. WOO. ᕕ(ᐛ)ᕗ

  • Blue is impatient and vain along with being sensible and I love her for it because it helps her feel so real to me yknow? she constructs her difference so carefully and owns it and all that but unlike most YA protags she still feels BELIEVABLE in spite of how intentional she is about being “different” because she does it in a way that doesn’t feel contrived to me
  • there may be other issues with the writing in TRC but Maggie got that right good job
  • “I thought you were dead in a ditch” oh honey just wait :^)))))
  • I know we talk about Ronan’s oral fixation like…. all the time….. but. Okay I just really love this fidgety boy and his habit of chewing on those bracelets. Someone please get him a fidget cube or something
  • (jumping ahead to TRK but I loved the detail of Opal chewing on Adam’s watchband, it’s a nice tic for her and Ronan to share and it reminds you that she’s been living in his head for most of his life)
  • “All night. This was going to bother him all night” did you mean the moment I vowed to protect this socially anxious child with my life
  • Persephone is working on a graduate thesis?? She listens to angry music when she’s working on it??? Why didn’t we get to explore that more I have SO MANY questions (does she listen to Halestorm when writing like I do omg I would die)
  • “ARE YOU LISTENING, GLENDOWER? I AM COMING TO FIND YOU!” Gansey….. my nerdy son…… a dweeb…….
  • The gang doing traditional library research!! Digging through courthouse records of land ownership! Making maps!!! 
  • Honestly I’m probably biased as a current library science student but I would read an entire book about the staff at the Henrietta Library dealing with these weird teens and their magic quest.
  • …..yeah i gotta put the rest under a read more this got SO MUCH LONGER than I meant it to be just like every other post I make whoops

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an-amethyst-moon  asked:

Hi!! uuummm so its my birthday tomorrow :D and im dying to know.. how would the game's characters celebrate the MC's birthday with them??

Asra would take them on a long journey without telling them where they were going (but would keep them entertained with riddles) to a scenic oasis, where he would pretend to drown so MC has to dive into the water and at the bottom is a magic flute that can summon a swarm of bees (their favorite!)

Nadia would throw a tastefully brief festival in their honor. MC would be lavished with pampering (by professional pamperers) from dawn to dusk and when the clock struck midnight, they would be presented with seven bejeweled eagles (one for every day of the week)

Julian would meet them for dinner in a shady tavern, bring them heaping plates of food and offer unsolicited advice for the coming year. About halfway through the meal he would have to scramble out the back door because law enforcement arrived on the scene but he’d put it an order in the kitchen to bring them something for dessert

Lucio would declare the day a holiday and call it Day of the Beloved One of Lucio. They would have to sit uncomfortably still while a master artiste painted their portrait and a mile-long line of peasants laid gifts at their feet. 

Muriel doesn’t celebrate birthdays because time is a human construct

Portia would throw a big loud party with a barbecue   :D

Happy almost birthday!

Take your bad days with your good

 Requested by @ daisygonzalezmexican :  Hi ☺ Captain Boomerang imagine, after leaving Belle Reve, meets a girl (reader) and after a while he falls in love with her and decides to be a better person for her, she feels the same for him even though he knows who he really is but she does not judge him. Please and thanks ☺😊

 Pairing: Captain Boomerang (George Harkness) X Reader

 Word count: 866


 “Do not move, luv.” A low voice whispers in your hear while pulling you into an alley.

 With your heart pounding against your chest, you try to set free from his hands, but it’s useless. A dozen of police cars passes by, making him hold you tighter.

 “Please, just let me go.” You mutter as the man slowly lets go of you, keeping you close by grabbing your arm.

 “Don’t even try to run. I won’t hurt ya.”

 When you turn around to face him, you gasp. Captain Boomerang is well known in this city and you’ve heard a lot about him in the last few days. He just escaped from Belle Reve. Pushing his chest violently, you struggle to get away from him. Again, it’s useless.

 “Take me to ya place, would you?”

 “What? No!” You take a deep breath, planning to scream, but you feel a cold metal against your throat. “No! Please. I’ll take you there. You can hide for one night and then…”

 “Deal.” He barks, pulling you with him as he leaves the alley, looking around. “Tell me where to go.”


 You sit on your couch, drying your hair and pretending Captain Boomerang isn’t using your shower. He made you close all your windows and lock them. At least he gave you his bloody money to order something to eat. When you hear his footsteps, your heart beat increases. Only God knows what’s going through his head. Boomerang sits by your side, relaxing and focusing on the TV.

 “You’ll be leaving by mor…”

 “Shut up. I’m watching TV.” He gestures to the TV, making you raise your eyebrows.

 “My TV. Now you shut…” You lose your voice when you look at him. The bastard is shirtless, his muscular chest moving as be breathes, making you have dirty thoughts.

 “Ya were saying?” Boomerang smirks at you, his blue eyes locked on yours.

 You jump when someone knocks, Boomerang giving you an angry look that means you better not try anything. Sighing, you take the pizza and close the door softly. You run to the kitchen in order to take the bigger slice. When you’re about to cut it, Boomerang comes running, wrapping his hand around your waist and you can’t help but burst into laugh.

 “Ya’re ticklish, huh? Now I have somethin’ to use against ya.” He keeps tickling you, forcing you to lay down on the floor, his body pressing against yours. “Will ya share our pizza equally, luv?”

 “Yes! Yes! Stop it! Please!” Yelling at him, you can see that he’s smiling too.

 You suddenly think about how his life has been. Boomerang is a villain and everything, but still, years locked up and being chased like a rat would damage anyone. There’s this felling in your heart. Something you’ve never felt. What if you could change his life? Make him feel better, happy, even though all this chaos?

 “That’s fine then.” He stops tickling you but doesn’t move, pinning you to the floor.

 “You have a beautiful smile.” You whisper, noticing how Boomerang’s eyes are kind. “I like it.”

 “I wanna stay for a while.” His low voice sends shivers down your spine a brings a smile to your lips.

“That’s fine by me.”


 You hear someone downstairs and sit up straight. Boomerang isn’t on his place on your bed.

 After a few weeks, when winter finally came, you were thankful to have his warm arms around you at night. It soon became a routine.

 But this is the worse part of it. You run downstairs, almost tripping on the last step.

 “(Y/N)?” He calls your name, his voice making you jump, both hands covering your mouth.

 “Holy shit, Boomy.” Sighing, you hug his waist as he drops all the three backpacks he was holding. “Where did you go this time?”

 “Sorry, luv.” George lifts you from the ground, his tight grip taking your breath away. “I can’t help it.”

 When George finally told you his real name and told you everything about his story, he also promised to slow down on his villain life. But you never asked for that. On these past months, you slowly fell in love with him. With the man and with the villain.

 “I know. I told you I’d take your bad days with you good. I don’t want you to go back to prison.” Cupping his cheek, you peck his lips. “Just be careful. I don’t give a damn if you like stealing. I… I want you to stay free.”

 “Does that means ya don’t hate me anymore?”

 “No.” You sigh when the police cars pass by your street. “I want to be with you. Being a villain or not.”

 “I think we should move then.”

 “I bet we can with all the money you took.”

 “We move so ya can be my woman.” Pulling you close, you feel his erection. “I wanna five children at least.”

 “Only five?” You giggle, taking a look at those backpacks he brought home. “Let’s have sex first. Then we can choose where to go and think about our kid’s names.”

 “Great idea, luv.”

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twin andrews part three | jughead x reader

Originally posted by adorkably-mischievous

part one:https://writing-in-riverdale.tumblr.com/post/158708863703/twin-andrews-juggie-x-reader-an-im-hoping

part two: https://writing-in-riverdale.tumblr.com/post/158896154168/twin-andrews-part-2-jughead-x-reader

part four: https://writing-in-riverdale.tumblr.com/post/159002098033/twin-andrews-part-4-jughead-x-reader

a/n: wowie part three!!! lemme know if you’d like a part four!! requests are open for all you lovely little nuggets! happy reading👱🏻‍♀️🌈🤴🏼

tonight was a totally flop, my feet kill from standing so long, the food was served cold and to top it off no one asked me to dance the entire night so i stood and watched an awkward Betty try and confess her feelings to my brother and so far it didn’t look like it was going to crash hot

just when i thought the night could get worse if it possibly tried i spot cheryl walking over to me and at this moment i just wanting the ground to swallow me whole.

“hello my fellow riven vixen” she smiles sweetly

“hey cheryl” i smile and muster up as much enthusiasm and fake smiling as i could manage “what’s up” i tilt my head blinking to let her know im not a robot.

“are you coming tonight to the after party? im in the mood for chaos” her smile turns sinister as she batts her eyelids. “not tonight im super tired but enjoy!”

i try and walk past her but she catches me arm and yanks me back “i beg your pardon?” i roll my eyes pulling my arm free “i said no cheryl i will not be in attendance tonight- now if you’ll excuse me-”

she begins her snappy come back when i see reggie mantle walking over to us “care to dance andrews?” i breathe a sigh of relief “why of course mantle- if you’ll excuse me” i tell cheryl before grabbing his hand and letting him guide me out into the middle of the dance floor

“i never thought I’d say this but ive never been so happy to see you ever in my life” i sling my arms around his neck as we begin to slow dance. he chuckles at my remark and places his arms loosely on my hips

“things looked a little intense so i thought I’d go help my damsel in distress, you are my river vixen after all” he teases pulling me closer to his body.

“woah steady eddie i think your getting a bit ahead of yourself there. i can handle myself but thank you” he smiles down at me “your welcome”

the song ends and we break apart i catch a glimpse of the others watching reggie and i closely as he snakes his hand around my waist and tugs me toward his side. my brother mutters something to Betty before walking over to me and breaking us apart.

“if it isn’t the inferior twin, hey bud how you doing. did i tell you that your sister got mega hot” he winks at me before smirking up at my brother “jesus reg” i roll my eyes at the hormonal teen before walking toward my brother “let’s go home”

“actually Betty, Ronnie and I are going to the Blossoms- you should come-” i shake my head “no thanks im just going to hit Pops and then head home for a well needed bath”. he nods before turning and disappearing in the crowd.

i start the walk over to Pop’s my clutch in one hand my shoes in the other the cool wind blowing through my hair. i quicken my pace when i see the shimmering neon signs of the diner “thank god” i mutter entering the only place open at 11pm

it was much warmer inside then out my whole body shivered as it adjust to the warmness, “hey pop” i greet “the usual?” he asks and i nod searching for a booth when I spot the brunette boy huddled over his laptop.

“ill be sitting with juggie” the old man nods turning and placing my order into the kitchen, my stomach growling at the mouth watering smell of burgers and fries.

i approach the table with caution my whole body shivering from the cold “jug?”

his eyes shoot up from his laptop annoyance across his face as he realises it’s me, my heart sinks as i wrap my arms around my body “can i sit?” he doesn’t say a word he just nods focusing his attention back to his work

i slip into the open seat opposite him placing my heels and purse next to me, we sit in silence and i tap my fingers against the table hoping that he’d break first.

“god dammit!” i bang my hands on the table causing jughead to look at me in an instant closing his laptop. “what?” he says panicked

“im sorry for bailing today okay! i got swept up with B & V and my brother forced me to this stupid dance and i don’t have your number so I couldn’t message you to say no and i just had a really crappy night and I had to walk all the way from school to here in these damn shoes- and it’s like minus 2 degrees out there and I’m cold and hungry and annoyed because i flaked on you and i never flake- so im sorry please don’t do this-” i blurt resting my head in my hands.

the diner falls quiet and i keep my eyes close not wanting to see a Jugheads expression “here” i hear him mumble

i lift my head and see jugheads outstretched hand with his jacket hanging from his grasp, i grab it softly slipping into it and instantly feelings it’s warmth “thank you” i mumble.

“it’s okay-” he pauses to clear his throat “i actually only got here about an hour ago-” he chuckles grabbing a few fries off my plate and popping them into his mouth.

i drop my face into my palms and turn red in embarrassment before making eye contact with him again a grin wide on his face. i narrow my eyes at him pulling my plate closer to me.

“i can’t believe you made me think you were mad at me you jerk” i complain somewhat relieved at the concept “i tried to stop you but once you start ranting it’s extremely hard to stop you”

i laugh at the brunette boy as i sip on my milkshake “you’re an idiot” i mutter “you’re a an idiot” he mimics my voice making extremely offensive hand gestures. i throw a napkin at him and roll my eyes at him before sticking my tongue out at him. mature i know

we talk for a little bit before the bell in the diner goes off my brother walking in looking rather guilty “s'cuse me” i mutter to jughead before slipping out of the booth and walk over to the service desk where archie stands

“sorry kid she hasn’t been in here tonight just these two-” “who” i ask catching the end of their conversation “uh betty” he confesses itching the back in his neck he walks past me and toward jughead

“archie what’s wrong with B?!” i ask annoyed but he ignores me asking jughead to sit before taking my place in the booth “earth to archie?!” i complain annoyed.

“what!” he snaps gazing at me

“Betty, where is she and what the hell happened at Cheryl’s”

“nothing!” he stammers looking to the both of us before looking back down at his hands “look ronnie and i- uh we kissed..” my jaw drops

“in front of here?!” i ask fuming “well not tech-”

“archie i swear to god-!” i yell anger pulsing through me

“yes!” he snaps yelling at me “i came here to apologise!” he tries to reason

i scoff “to who, to betty to me or to jug- because I’m pretty sure you owe us ALL an apology even damn ronnie needs one” i yell at my brother storming away from the booth before turning quickly on my heels and heading back to the boys.

archie flinches as i reach over the booth and give jughead a hug “night jug sorry again ill see you tomorrow- ive got to find Betty” he nods understandingly “to be continued?” i nod and turn around walking out of the diner and directly to the coopers residence

i sneak up into Bettys room and knock twice waiting patiently for her to open the window, within a minute the lights inside her room turn on and the click of her window unlocking as she pulls it up with ease “(y/n)?” she says surprised

“what the hell did that stupid ginger haired brother of mine do this time” she sniffles and i hold my arms outstretched and she rushes into them crying softly into my shoulder

“the kissed in the closet for seven minutes in heaven- she knew & so did he but they did it anyway” she wipes her eyes before siting on the edge of her bed “boys are stupid” i tell her placing my hand on her shoulder

“i don’t get why he doesn’t like me (y/n) what’s wrong with me i just-” she chokes on her words wiping her wet cheeks with her fingers.

“he loves you i know that just not in the way you want him to- but you know what sometimes they’re better of being friends then anything more” i try and comfort her letting her rest her head on me.

her phone vibrates and she sighs when she reads it “its arch-” she croaks “he’s outside” i give her shoulders a squeeze.

“you don’t have to see him if you don’t feel up to it, i can tell him you just want to be alone” she shakes her head “it’s okay” she gives me a weak smile before we both stand from her bed and walk downstairs

she pauses and turns around staring at me looking puzzled “what?” i ask “is that jughead as jacket?” i look down at the fabric and smile shyly “yeah i was at pops and it was cold so juggie leant it to me”

she raises her brows at me “jesus just open the door”!

she opens the front door to reveal my brother standing further down the drive way “ill be right here” i tell her giving her hand a reassuring squeeze before she walks down to meet him talking in hushed whispers before Betty turns around and rushes to me crying even more than before

i run my hands over her hair trying to soothe her as i catch my brothers guilty expression “call me if you need anything okay B?” she nods wiping her tears and mumbling a thank you before disappearing into her house

i walk past my brother and over to our house “i can’t believe you” i mutter slamming the front door in his face.

“c'mon (y/n) you can’t be mad at me okay” “watch me” i yell back stomping up the stairs

“why do you even care!” he retorts clearly annoyed “she’s my best friend arch what the hell is that supposed to mean!”

“hey hey what’s going on here, arch (y/n/n)?” “nothing dad just the same ole jerk archie, night”

i shut my door with some extra force due to the anger coursing through my body “i can’t believe him” ♕

“are you still mad?”

i stay seated in the passenger seat of my brothers truck, ive been giving him the silent treatment all morning and we’ve finally arrived at school & i was certainly in no mood for bullshit today

“look arch- i am still mad okay your my brother and she’s my best friend i hate having to pick corners it’s not fair- what you and veronica did was wrong okay? but i stand by you because your my brother but that doesn’t mean that i ive forgiven you for what you did”

he nods staring blankly at me “i guess I’ll take it” I give him a single nod before getting out of the car and walking off to find betty i was definitely not in the mood to wait for my brother and face her with him.

i spot her leaning against her locker, “Betty!” i call out. She smiles when she see,s me she looks a lot better almost like last night never happened. i approach her giving her a small hug and a small squeeze on the shoulder

“your still wearing that?” she smirks at me. i glance down at juggies jacket “it’s warm, plus i can return it to him today” i finish closing my locker

“yeah okay whatever, oo i have something to pick up from the office wanna come with” i nod following the girl “how you feeling?” she shrugs “im over it” i nod >

we enter the office and i spot a huge vase of yellow flowers, “are they for betty?” i point and betty widens her eyes opening the car perched on top of the bouquet, my eyes widen even more “from v? as in-”

“veronica” the three of us say in unison, we turn to see Veronica standing in the door way holding a box “i also got you some cupcakes i flew them in from New York” i side eye Betty and furrow my brows giving her the ‘are you serious look’

i sit back and watch as veronica vows to never do anything like that again and beg for Betty’s forgiveness and as Betty is in fact Betty she stupidly forgives her and now they are back to best buds typical

“im actually surprised that you forgave her so easily, i would’ve made her grovel a bit” i tell her as i smell her flowers “yeah i know you would c'mon i have free period let’s go to the lounge”

“do you think if i act upset she’ll fly me in cupcakes too?” i joke earning a chuckle from Betty “atta girl” i wink at her as we exit the office. “you’re impossible” she jokes.

thats when we pass the familiar brunette standing a this locker his eyes already locked on me, we walk past him and i send him a shy smile “hey juggie” he’s cheeks tint and as he smiles stupidly at the ground “hey-” he mumbles a smile clear on his face

a/n: send me a request if you’d like a part 4!! i hope your enjoy this let me know commenting down below, sending me a message or by following my blog so you’ll never miss an upload!! lots of love nugs🌹🥂

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Originally posted by alinok

A New Chance

 Requested by anon:  Hi, can you please write imagine about Eric and Y/N? Y/N isn’t your typical Dauntless, she is great fighter and shooter, but she’s super shy. She has older brother, who’s Eric’s best friend. Y/N has a huge crush on Eric who loves to flirt with her and makes her nervous, because he knows about it.

 Pairing: Eric Coulter X Reader

 Word count: 1.036


 “Two options, (Y/N). Come with me and have fun or stay here and do nothing at all.” Kevin sits by your side on the couch, struggling to convince you to go to the Pit. Again.

 “I’ll take option two.” Sighing, you watch your older brother roll his eyes.

 You’re shy. That’s all. Most of the Dauntless like being loud and crazy, but you can’t get used to it. Maybe this is who you are. You rather stay in than go to the Pit and have everyone’s eyes on you just because you’re not dancing.

 “It’s hard to take you out.” Someone knocks and Kevin gets up and heads to the door. “Have you ever tried to make friends?”

 “Hello, Kevin. Trying to take her out again?”

 You feel your body freezing. It’s Eric again. You should try and get over him because he’s being your brother’s best friend since you came here one year ago. But no. Every time he comes here or when you bump into him in the corridors you feel those butterflies in your stomach.

 “Yeah. Guess what? She said no.”

 “I’m sure she’ll say yes if I ask.” Eric’s eyes lay on you as you struggle to take your eyes off him. “Would you, (Y/N)?”

 “No. I said I don’t wanna go and that means I’m not going.” You stand up, heading to the kitchen in order to run away from Eric.

 “I think she likes you.” Kevin whispers but you can hear every word he says.

 “You’re her older brother and you’re not even sure?” Eric giggles and you start feeling sick. How he knows? It’s not like you let him notice. Actually, you do your best to avoid him.

 “Well…” Kevin is thinking. He’s not very smart so sometimes he needs to take a break to put his thoughts in order. “(Y/N)! Come here!”

 Great. You didn’t see that coming. Taking a butter knife, you slowly walk back to the living room.

 “What? I’m going to make me a sandwich.”

 “Eric wants to take a small test. To see if you’re still as good as you were through the initiation.” Kevin playfully punches Eric’s shoulder, and you notice that Eric doesn’t like it a bit. “He’ll take you to the training room so you two can be alone. And take the test, of course.”

 Wide eyed, you stare at your older brother. You know he’s lying but you just can’t manage to say anything.

 “Let’s go.” You barely hear Eric calling you before walking out. You need Kevin to literally push you out your apartment for you to start following Eric.

 “Look, you don’t have to do this.” Quickening your pace to reach Eric, you swallow your fear. “My brother is an idiot and I bet you have something better to do.”

 “Actually I do.” He keeps walking fast, turning his head a bit to look at you. “And I always wanted to get to know you.”

 “This is going to be a long night.” You mutter to yourself, your heart racing in your chest.

 “I hope so.” You jump when you hear his reply.

 When you get to the training room, it’s all dusty and dark. Nobody cleans it when there’s no initiation. You slowly walk towards the targets, caressing the many holes in it.

 “Let’s fight.” Eric’s calls you, but you barely hear him.

 “I miss it.”

 “You miss what?” He comes closer, checking on the target as well.

 “The feeling that I could be someone else. Someone… new.” Your voice is no mere than a soft whisper, your fingers writing your name on the dusty target.

 “You are someone new.” Eric takes your hand in his and suddenly you’re both writing his name next to yours. “You’re an excellent fighter. You’re brave and I’ve never seen someone hitting the targets like you do.”

 “That’s not what my brother thinks.” Slowly you turn to face Eric, his eyes locked on yours. “He wants to throw me to the Pit so he can take a girl to his apartment but I never go to the Pit and… I’m just a weight on his shoulders and…” You get lost in your words thanks to the pain in your chest.

 “Well, I don’t mind you being shy. Why don’t you ask for an apartment?”

 “Kevin wants me to live with him. He thinks that our parents would want it to be like this.” Rolling your eyes, you stare at your feet. It’s weird, but a good kind of weird. Eric is better than you think.

 “Oh my Gosh. I really… ”Your brother walks in, wide-eyed. “Eric, how did you…?”

 You quickly turn to the door, waving at Kevin with red cheeks.

 “Kevin, I’ll ask for my own apartment.”

 “Why? I mean… It was Eric’s idea, right? I don’t know… Mom and Dad…” He comes close and you can notice that he’s confused.

 “Mom and dad aren’t here.” Eric looks down at you, a small smile on his lips.

 “Yeah…” Kevin spins around awkwardly, looking for the right words. “I hope you have a good… life? Oh my God, (Y/N), I know how our parents felt when we choose Dauntless.”

 “Kevin, I’m probably moving to the next corridor. Don’t freak out.”

 Eric takes my hand, making me forget about my brother. “Would you go out and have dinner with me? I promise we’ll pick an empty table.”

 “Uhm… You wanna go out with me?”

 “Yes. I told you I’ve been trying to get to know you.”

 “Are you for real? I mean… I’m a good fighter but I’m a couch potato.” You have second thoughts. The last thing you want is to disappoint Eric and ruin whatever this is.

 “Don’t worry about this.” Eric ignores you brother and slowly walks you to the cafeteria. “I’ve been trying to get to know you since I laid eyes on you.”

 “Don’t lie.” You mutter, looking at your feet.

 “You look beautiful when you blush.”

 Lifting your head to look into his eyes, you let out a sigh. Maybe this is a good thing. Maybe this is the chance you’ve been trying to get.

 “Thank you.” You whisper, admiring Eric’s wonderful smile.

 “Anytime, (Y/N).”

I was scrolling through my feed, sitting in the living room of my boyfriend Jack Johnson’s house, he was currently in the kitchen ordering some pizza.

But as I scrolled down I saw where he tweeted about needing help maintaining his eyebrows. Jack soon came back in the living room. “Pizza will be here in thirty.” He said joining me on the couch. “Jack, I think you need to pluck your eyebrows.” I said jokingly. “You saw my tweet didn’t you (Y/N)?” He asked laughing.

“Yeah I did. You know if you need help with that all you have to do is ask. I’d be more than happy to help you pluck your eyebrows.” I said trying to contain my laughter.

“Okay then, after pizza you can see if you can fix these things.” He said confidently.

Right after he said that the doorbell rang, our pizza was here. Jack paid the delivery person and brought our pizza into the living room. Usually he has to buy more cuz Jack and Madison are usually here, and sometimes the other guys, but tonight it was just us because Jack and Madison had decided to go out.

Sammy is out of town with family, Nate has been nonstop in the studio, Cameron is touring, Hayes he filming, Nash is working on stuff, Matt is filming, so it’s just us tonight. It’s kinda weird, it’s usually crowded and loud and always something reckless happening but not tonight. Just Jack and I watching TV as we eat pizza.

Soon enough we finished eating, putting the leftover pizza for later in the fridge and I went to my purse. I pulled out my tweezers and looked at Jack. “You ready for this?” I asked seriously. Jack was seated on the couch close to a lamp. I turned it on. “As ready as I’ll ever be.” He said nervously. I tried sitting on either side of of him, but both times the light was blocked.

Jack then grabbed my waist and placed me in his lap. This was better I could see now and wouldn’t mess up his eyebrows.

I started shaping them, his eyes were watering so ever so often I stopped and asked if he wanted me to stop. “You’re almost finished babe. It’s just a new weird pain and just the location of it makes your eyes water.” He spoke sweetly. “True, but just know that after a while you’ll get use to it and your eyes won’t water anymore.” I reasoned.

I finished placing the tweezers on the table next to the couch. I went to move but Jack still had a grip on my waist. “Jack, what are you doing?” I asked laughing. He didn’t say anything, he just leaned forward connecting his lips to mine.

His grip tightened on my waist, my hands found their way to his hair. I ran my fingers through his soft, blonde hair tugging on it slightly gaining moans from Jack. His hands moved to my bum giving it a squeezing, this caused me to moan. I felt his lips turn into a smirk.

He broke away for a moment to catch our breath, I tugged at the bottom of his shirt. He pulled it off quickly. His hands made their way up my shirt, his thumbs rubbing over my side as his lips travel from my lips, across my jaw, right below my ear and down my neck.

I couldn’t contain myself, my moans, I wanted him, I needed him now. Jack pulled away and removed my shirt and flung it to the floor. He reconnected our lips again and things were getting even more heated.

“Oh my god! You need to warn somebody!!” We heard from the door breaking apart to see Gilinsky and Madison standing in the doorway. Gilinsky with his hands over his eyes, and Madison laughing at him. I was so embarrassed. I quickly got up and found my shirt. “Oh god.” I sighed. “You can uncover your eyes Gilinsky.” I spoke making my way to the kitchen, and grabbing another slice of pizza.

“We are finishing that later.” Jack said whispering in my ear as he stood behind me. I could feel his bulge pressed against my bum. “Jack, that was so embarrassing, no.” I said. I could feel my face heating up again. He just kissed my check and continued to eat his slice of pizza.

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Hey, long time no post. Sorry about that. I hope y'all like it, even though I feel like it sucks.

First Impressions (Ignis x Reader)

Thought I should actually post the full story instead of just links ^^ Hope you enjoy my incredibly long and fluffy debut to the fandom XD

Fem!Reader

Word Count: 4 430

*Spoiler free!*


You had just finished cleaning up the horrid mess left in a booth from the last lot of customers when four more walked through the door. The bell chimed at you, mockingly cheerful as they entered, almost drowned out by their incessant chatter.

You closed your eyes and sighed. You did not need this today.

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Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier - Sparky

You are the newest member of the Avengers. You joined after an accident in the lab you worked at in S.H.I.E.L.D gave you the ability to use lightning. When you join the team you meet Bucky Barnes, who is instantly attracted to everything about you, from your beauty to your wonderful personality. Over time, his affections for you grow and yours for him grow too, but neither of you tell each other how you really feel, both of you thinking that it’s best if you just stay friends. One day, the two of you get paired up on a mission, a pretty simple mission, but these things have a way of not going the way you want them to and neither of you expect this one to go the way it does.

Bucky x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff, swearing, angst, mentions of death, violence, and blood

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Inconceivable

Request: okay I can’t find it but basically it asked for jefferson cheating on the reader and the reader going to the rest of the hamilsquad for comfort.

Pairings: past Jefferson x reader, platonic hamilsquad x reader

Warnings: cheating, mac n cheese, some swearing in multiple languages, the title is a reference to the princess bride

Word count: 1,851

A/N: I tried to make the reader gender neutral, so I hope that worked! Also fils de pute is french for son of a bitch and mierda is spanish for shit.

It was a warm Friday afternoon and you were exhausted but happy when you finished work early. You checked your watch as you headed towards the subway station, figuring you had enough time to grab something special for dinner. 

Maybe some of the mac n cheese from the little restaurant on the corner, you decided. Thomas would be home and you wanted to surprise him. 

You and Thomas had been together for two years, ever since you met at one of the Schuyler sisters’ galas. He had insisted on getting you a drink and inviting you to dance to whatever pop song had been blasting out through the speakers in sharp contrast to the couples waltzing on the dance floor.

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“That’s not even slightly right, Alex,” you pointed out, “If you completely dismantle a system you have to have something in place to pick up the pieces-”

Alex looked like he was about to argue back when someone behind you caught his attention. “Thomas,” he glared. You glanced over your shoulder, catching a glimpse of a bright purple-y pink coat and a halo of dark hair. 

“What are you being wrong about today, Hamilton?” Thomas asked smoothly, idly stirring some kind of cocktail. “Is it everything?”

Alex straightened. “I was being right,” he snapped, “about how much nicer this conversation was before you joined it.”

You laughed and waved as Alex turned to go. “See you later,” you called after him. He grumbled something incoherent in return and you rolled your eyes, heading towards the bar. Thomas followed you.

“What’s someone cute like you doing in a place like this?” Thomas asked, raising an eyebrow. You snorted, surprised at his attentions. People like him didn’t generally try terrible pick up lines on people like you.

“Getting a drink,” you said, accepting your glass from the bartender. 

“Might I join you?” He extended his hand, “Thomas Jefferson.”

“Y/N L/N,” you shook it. “Nice to meet you.”

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Only One - Jaehyun [2]

A/N: Ok just sayin it now, the ending isnt great… i didn’t really know how to end it soo yeah. This part came out a bit longer than I expected, but I’m pretty happy with it for the most part so hopefully you guys are too

-Admin Kay

Prologue  Pt 1       Pt 3

Part 2 - I Missed You

Genre: Fluff, Some Angst

Rating PG-13

(strong language)

Word Count: 2,857

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