so im getting in the car as one does and when i turn it on i expect hamilton to come blasting through the speakers as per usual but it doesnt so of course my dumb ass cranks it up full volume only to get hit with
WAIT FOR IT (wait for it)
and so im like hitting the stereo trying to turn it off and let me tell you. i love leslie odom jr. but i do not ever need aaron burr to yell at me ever again. thank you.
Prompt: Can you do something where Archie (or another victim of your choice) tries to kiss the reader or something, but it turns out they are a lesbian. And so Veronica finds out they have a crush on her and teases them and lots of fluff. (Lol if you don’t do stuff other than jughead that’s fine)
A/N: Literally love this idea so much as I have such a crush on Veronica anyways. I’m going to use Chuck as my wonderful victim. I thought about using Archie but that boy is clueless with everything. Requests are Welcome!
For the past 10 minutes, Chuck has been trying to hit on you while you stared at him with a bored look on your face. You knew you were gay. You’ve known for the past 4 years but as fresh meat in Riverdale, not many people knew that.
Kevin, who was standing next you trying not to die laughing, knew you were gay the second you walked in the school doors. He compliments that he has a great gaydar when in reality, he caught you glancing at Cheryl Blossom’s beautiful ass. (oh my god that ass of hers is heaven)
“So You, Me, and Pop’s?” Chuck asks as you glance at Kevin, who’s actually dying against your locker.
“Um, Chuck, is it? I’m sorry I’m just not interested.” You shrug as Kevin lets out a snort, making you giggle a little.
“Oh Come on, Baby. One night with me, and you’ll be interested!” You and Kev share a look. Should you let him entertain the thought that you could possible like him or tell him there’s absolutely no way you could like him if you tried?
You were too nice and too gay to lead him on so you speak up, “Chuck. I’m gay. Like SUPER fucking gay.” Kevin laughs. “Like I would rather date Cheryl or Veronica than you or any other guy.”
Chuck pauses and the smile drops on his face. “You could have just said you weren’t interested.”
You roll your eyes and turn to kevin as Chuck walks away. “Why do all guys do that?”
He smiles down at you. “Cause they’re all clueless idiots.”
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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Pairing: Archie x Reader Word Count: 933 Warnings: none A/n: Please request! Any Riverdale preference!
No-one ever expected Y/n the sweet and innocent L/n to fall for Archie Andrews. For years you had admired the red haired boy from afar and now that Veronica Lodge has graced you with her presence it was time stop hiding from him. You had slowly started hanging out with Veronica and her group. You actually became quite close with Archie but to him it was on a friendly basis.
“This is ridiculous, just tel him Y/n” Veronica whined. She was laying on you bed while you were sitting at your desk messaging Archie.
“It’s not that easy Ronnie, rejection is a massive possibility here” You span around on your chair to face her.
“Message him to meet you a Pops now, you have to at least drop some hints” She sat up and gave you a stern look. Just after she said this you phone buzzed.
Archie x Can I come over? I need a distraction :/
“Ronnie!” You basically yelled.
“He asked to come over!” Veronica grabbed her bag and coat “what are you doing?” You asked slightly confused by her actions.
“He’s coming over, I’m giving you privacy, duh” She stated as if it was completely obvious. “Now message him saying yes and change out of those daggy clothes” She said pointed at your tracks and oversized hoodie.
“But I’m comfy” You said while looking down at your outfit.
“Oh Honey” She sighed and exited your room.
To: Archie x Of course you can :)
You didn’t even bother waiting for a reply. You took Veronica’s advice and decided to change. You opened your cupboard doors and stared at your clothes for a good two minutes. You settled on some light denim jeans with rips in the knees and a low neck black shirt just to give him something to look at…if he wanted to. You cleaned your room the night before so luckily it wasn’t a mess. You fix your bed from where Veronica messed it up with her rolling.
About five minutes later there was a knock on your door. You ran down and opened it. Archie Andrews stood at you door looking just as god like as usual.
“Hey” He smiled and you stepped aside to let him in.
“Hey Archie, um…do you want anything to eat or drink?” You asked, trying to make conversation but failing miserably.
“I’m okay thanks” You chuckled slightly at your reddened face. “Um…My room?” You asked pointed upstairs to where your room was. He nodded and you took his wrist and started leading him to your room. As you approached the stairs you felt him slip his hand into yours and intertwine your fingers. You felt your heart rate quicken as you continued up the stairs.
When you reached your room he let go of your hand and flopped onto your bed. You noticed that the action made his shirt slip up a bit showing apart of his stomach. You pushed back the dirty thoughts arising and sat down on your desk chair once again.
“Whats going on Archie?” You asked, your words laced with worry. He let our a heavy sigh and sat up so he was looking at you.
“I just need some company, with everything thats happening with FP’s arrest I just need to get away” He explained, you got up and sat next to him on the bed. You were that close that you could feel the heat radiating of his body. You didn’t say anything, you just leant your head on his shoulder. After a short time he laced his arm around you waist and squeezed you hip.
You two stayed like that for a short amount of time until he realised his grip on you and flopped back on the bed. You looked back at him and he opened his arms as if he wanted you to lay back with him. You blushed and laid back. You placed one hand on his chest and then rested you head on his bicep. His free hand reached over and brushed some hair off your face.
“Archie…” You whispered.
“Hmm?” He hummed in response.
“I need to tell you something” he sat up with you, hearing the seriousness in your voice.
“Yeah? What’s up?” He seemed slightly concerned at your new attitude.
“I-I…” You took a deep breath a built up all your courage. “I have feelings for you Archie, strong feeling, feelings that I can’t hide anymore” You confessed. “I know things just ended with Grundy and then Val but I ju-“ You were cut of my Archies soft lips connecting with yours. You slowly closed your widened eyes and kissed him back.
Your brain turned to mush snd your heart basically stopped. You had always fantasised about what kissing Archie would feel like but your never thought it would be this perfect. His lips fit perfectly on yours and moved with such grace. His arm snaked around your back as he pulled away and placed his forehead on yours.
“I feel the same y/n” He admitted with a devilishly handsome smile and placed a kiss on your forehead. You smiled at him and ran your fingers through his hair, pushing it off his forehead..
“I’m so glad” You sighed in relief causing him to chuckle.
“So am I” He said before ducking down to catch your lips in a sweet passionate kiss.
This is where you always wanted to be, wrapped safely in Archie’s arms…and now you are.
(please like and request for more, it would mean a lot!!)
Hey (y/n) wait up! I heard a voice call from behind me. I turn around only to come eye to eye with Archie Andrews, The golden boy of Riverdale high. “Hey Archie what’s up?” I ask curious to the reason why he wanted to talk to me so bad. “I need to ask you something… would-” Archie started before getting cut off by Jughead running up and saying “Archie I really need to talk to you right now!” “Okay Jughead I just need to-” he started before being cut off again “No this cannot wait!” Jughead started pulling Archie away. “(Y/n) I’ll talk to you later promise.” Archie said as he was pulled away by Jughead. Laughing I shook my head and started toward my first period class.
When the bell rang for lunch, I put my books away and headed to my usual spot under the shade of a tree near the football field. I sat down and opened my book to where I left off, falling into my own little world once again.
I look over my shoulder to find (y/n) sitting over in her usual spot, completely ignoring the conversation Veronica and Betty have been having for the last ten minutes about who knows what. “I still can’t believe you haven’t asked her out yet.” Kevin says grabbing my attention. “Ohh who hasn’t he asked out?” Ronnie asks suddenly more interested in my love life than the conversation between her and Betty. “(Y/n) (y/l/n).” Kevin states pointing in (y/n)’s direction. “Well I would have this morning but someone had to interrupt.” I say looking toward Jughead who had his arm around Betty. “Aww you guys would be cute together, I SHIP IT!!” Ronnie basically yells. “Would you be quiet!!” I say a blush coming on to my cheeks. “Well then get your pretty butt over there and ask her already.” Kevin demands basically pushing me off the bench. He’s right I just need to man up and ask her I think making my way over to (y/n). I tap her on the shoulder causing her to look up at me, wow she’s beautiful. “Hey Archie, you wanted to ask me a question earlier?” She asks as she starts to stand up. “Umm… I was wondering if you would….um maybe want to join me for dinner at Pop’s tomorrow night?” I ask stuttering my words. “Are you asking me on a date Archie Andrews!?“ She asks surprised. “Ya but if you don’t want it to be that’s-” she cuts me off saying “Archie calm down! Of course I would love to go a date with you.” She says smiling. “Okay Pop’s at 7:00 tomorrow?” I add “sounds good to me, Bye Archie I have to catch up on homework see you tomorrow” She says winking at me then turning and walking away. I walk back to my table of friends only to have them attack me with questions. “Guys calm down, she said yes.” I say the smile never leaving my lips. “YESS MY SHIP IS SAILING!!” Kevin yells on the top of his lungs earning weird looks from everyone around us.
Yuri’s favourite moments with Otabek are not the ones where they’re out on dates. It’s not when they’re failing to cook together in the kitchen. It’s not when Otabek shows up with gifts for no reason other than ‘I love you and thought of you’.
No, Yuri’s favourite moments are the ones when they’re cuddled up in bed doing nothing at all, and they could be anywhere in any time and maybe it’s next week already, he’s lost track. Maybe they start to fall asleep, maybe they don’t, who can really tell between lazy kisses and stroking each other’s hair and cheeks and running their fingers down each other’s spines?
Those moments, bathed in light from a sunset from the window, all alone with Otabek in near silence, are Yuri’s favourites. Nothing could be better.
Today has been something. Em was born this morning (May 7th) at 5:22 in the morning. We spent the entire afternoon being looked after by the lovely nurses at the hospital to make sure we were both doing okay, we were! Eventually they let us settle in for the afternoon to get some rest for the journey ahead, and about three hours ago we were being discharged and heading home! Things moved so quickly then and it was a sudden realization that I was responsible for this little life, and I was more than freaked out. Exhausted and still in a lot of pain, I couldn’t stop fussing over Embrie the entire car ride back to the house, and yelling at Ronnie about his driving. He laughed at me the entire time.
When we got home I was so shaky and weak I couldn’t get the car seat out of the car so Ron had to do it for me. He is such a pro when it comes to newborns, since having Connor only two years prior. I don’t think I let go of my daughter for the first hour being alone with her. Ron had to go and check on Connor for about an hour, seeing as he went to stay with his grandparents while everything was happening. This gave me time to get comfortable and settle in with the baby. For about the first twenty minutes she just slept peacefully in my arms, until it was lunch time. This was my first chance to breastfeed outside the hospital. She’s now sleeping peacefully in the bassinet we have next to my bed.
I’m still so nervous holding her and keep worrying that I’m doing something wrong. I always thought that when she got here I would just automatically know what to do, but it’s all so scary and she’s so small. Thank god my mother is staying with me for the first week so I can get a handle on things and I will have Ronnie whenever I need him. I love her so much already I can’t even comprehend it. She’s everything I’ve ever wanted and more. I’m so lucky to have her bless my life and I can only hope that I give her the life this little angel deserves. Here’s till next time, ciao!
Author’s Notes: Yes, you’re actually getting some on this. First of all, this is part one of… I’m not sure yet. But I will link the other parts when they are up.. Secondly, this part is over 2,000 words long, there we go, I warned you.
Trigger warnings: mentions of torture.
Exhaustion shook your body as you were held limply by the chains around your wrists. You wanted to give in to the pain, to the utter agony your body had endured the past few months, but you couldn’t. You still had a purpose on this earth and like hell were you going to give it up. A shudder fluttered it’s way down your spine, bringing with it more pain than you’d care to admit as your bruised and scarred body spasmed as the cold hit you.
Not all that long ago the pain would have brought a cry of torment to your lips; but no longer. Your eyes fluttered shut for a moment and relief flooded you as the thought of unconsciousness danced through your mind.
“Hey, hey!” the familiar voice called next to you. “You aren’t giving in on me, not now, please Y/N, please, stay with me.”
One where Ronnie Radke and you argue and you end up relapsing
This is a submission by blackwaffle who kindly offered to write this request c: trigger warning
Today was the day you would see Ronnie again. You haven’t seen him in weeks. The skype sessions and the texts weren’t enough for you, so you worked extra hard to get money so you could fly over to see your boyfriend, Ronnie.
You were on your way to the venue, thinking what his reaction could possibly be. Ronnie and you have been dating for a couple of years now. He has always helped you trough a lot but now that he has been touring again, you felt just like before you met him. Touring was always hard for both of you. He was always concerned when he was away, afraid you would cut yourself again.
When you reached your destination, you paid the cab driver and got your bag out of the trunk. You looked around the festival as you entered. You had talked to Ryan and he had gotten you a special pass so you could surprise Ronnie backstage. You had the key chain with the pass around your neck. You looked at the signs and saw that Ronnie had a signing in about 30 minutes. You started to walk over the tent were they were supposed to be.
You entered from the backside where the band was waiting, but no Ronnie.
“Where is Ronnie?” You asked them.
” Hello to you too.” Ryan said. ” But to answer your question he is still in the bus, the number is 16. Your pass should give access to that too.”
” Thanks, I’ll catch up with you guys later. I just want to see Ronnie.”
” We understand, go see him, girl.” Jacky said.
You walked out of the tent and headed for the buses. You easily got in after showing your pass and finding the bus wasn’t hard either. You stepped inside the bus but once you entered your smile faded. Ronnie was sitting on the couch, with a girl straddling his hips and sucking his face off. Ronnie noticed you and quickly got the girl off of him.
” Y/N… I can explain.” He said reaching towards you.
” What is there to explain? It seems obvious.” You yelled and ran away.
Away from the venue and everything. You ran across the road almost getting hit by multiple cars on the way. With tears streaming down your face, you ran inside a forest. When you were too tired to continue running you let yourself slide down a tree, sitting on the ground crying. How could you’ve been this stupid? You knew from the start he would end up hurting you. You felt empty, Ronnie came into your life when you had nothing to live for anymore. Now he ruined it.
He probably didn’t even care. He probably dated way more women while still telling you that he loved you. With shaking hands you opened your bag, grabbing the razor out of it. You didn’t know why but you always kept it with you. You hated the thing but right now it seemed like the only solution. Ronnie didn’t love you, he never did. Why would he else cheat? He probably thought you were annoying. You slowly brought the razor to your wrist, you were sobbing and shaking hard but you couldn’t help it. You cut multiple times on both wrists, deep ones. You didn’t want to feel anything anymore and if this would be the way that it would be.
” Y/N?” You heard someone yell. Ronnie. How did he know where you were? You looked down at your wrist, blood was streaming down multiple cuts. You shakily made another cut on your wrist, when out of sudden your wrist that was holding your razor blade was removed and held.
” Give me the blade, Y/N.” Ronnie said, looking you in the eyes.
” Go away, you filthy cheater.” you spat as you tried to push him away.
” Y/N, it wasn’t what it looked like. Please let me explain.” Ronnie started to sound desperate but his attention got to your cuts. He quickly went to your bag and got out some old t shirt, ripping it in two and wrapping them around your wrists, trying to stop the bleeding.
” Please, just leave me alone.” You said, your voice sounding weak.
” Babe, just please let me speak. I didn’t know the girl, she has been clinging around for the whole day, I have no idea how she even got an everywhere access pass. But I was going back to the bus to grab my phone when she came in and basically attacked me. Seconds after that you came in. Trust me when I say that I don’t want her, I only want you. I could never cheat on you. I love you, Y/N. I love you so fucking much.”
” I love you too, but I just can’t handle being away from you all the time. I feel so insecure when I see you hanging out with other girls who are way prettier than me.”
” Please don’t say that about yourself. You are the prettiest in my eyes. I don’t give a fuck about those girls, because they are not you. They are not anything like you. You are perfect and those girls will never be. Know that I’m always here for you and will always be here for you. Even if I’m on the other side on the world, you can always call me. Promise me you will never harm yourself again, you are too beautiful for that.” he said, the last part turning into whispers. He held your hands in his and rubbed with his thumbs over your hands. You slowly let your razor fall into his hands.
” I promise. I love you so much Ronnie. Please don’t ever leave me.” You said as you hugged him.
” I will never leave you. You help me with myself more than you think.” he softly said in your ear, with his arms wrapped around you, keeping you warm and safe. You two sat there like that for a while.
” Don’t you have a meet up?” you asked and broke the hug, you didn’t want him to leave but you knew how important his fans were for him.
” This is way more important than the fans, they’ll understand. What matters now is you and I.” he answered and kissed you lovingly on your lips.
okokokok im freaking tf out bc?? i met bastille today??????????? they were all so sweet n warm n cuddly n smiley :( like we were some of the first ones there but the workers tried to kick us out to let in the ones that just got there so they could meet them and we were like wtf we’ve been here for 4 hours and we had a mini protest so they let us in rlly quick but we were rushed out in seconds so i started sobbing but the people around me talked with the manager bc i was so overwhelmed and i couldn’t breathe or speak D: so he let me stay in this lil area toward the back where i met some nice girls who had also spoken with him so we waited for another like 2 hours until everyone left and it was just us and all of a sudden the band walked out and we were all like oh shit so i started crying again but with happiness this time and we just went up to them and they were all soft n pretty ;((((( they kept asking if i was ok and they were all so sweet and nice?? i talked to will, dan and woody, but i didn’t really have time to talk with kyle :( although i got hugs from all of them !! charlie was there too but as i was about to talk to him will bumbled over to me and hugged me :O c looked v happy tho so that’s great !!!! this entire ramble is kinda pointless but im freaking out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! anyway moral of the story: kyle is hella tall, will is even prettier in real life (wow), dan is a big fuckin sweetheart, and woody is the best hugger.
Veronica startles up in her bed as she is suddenly woken up by the sound of her doorbell. Her heart skips a beat as she lazily reaches to look at her phone. 2:00 am. She grudgingly rolls off her bed and slips on her silk black robe. “Who dares disturbs Veronica Lodge’s beauty sleep. 2 am, what the hell??” She muttered to herself. She looks through the peep hole and is shocked to see Cheryl Blossom. Veronica’s eyes almost bulge out of her head. “Cheryl what the hell are you doing at my house?! You do realize it’s 2 am don’t you?!” Ronnie yells through the door. “Veronica our cheer routine is all wrong for the pep rally!! It’s a complete shit show! Worse than all of the Bring It on Movies combined!!” Veronica opens the door with a flurry of annoyance and rage. Before she can yell at her again she sees the ethereal redhead wiping her eyes. Mascara is running down her pale cheeks and she has her head hung low, a sight none has ever seen on Cheryl. “Cheryl what happened? Is everything okay?” She ushers her weapy frenemie inside. Cheryl clings to her and sniffs a little. She looks up into Veronica’s dark comforting eyes. “It’s the routine Ronnie. It’s all wrong!” Veronica strokes her fiery red strands. “Come on Cher, tell me what’s really wrong.” Cheryl’s face drops and more tears form in her eyes. “Everything is terrible I feel so lost. You’re the only person I trust Ronnie.” Veronica strokes her hand. “And trust you shall.” She leads her to her large sectional couch and sits next to her waiting for her to elaborate on the issue at hand. Cheryl shifts in her red lingerie dress that’s covered by a large jacket embroidered with Jason’s name. Veronica admires Cheryl’s figure under the jacket but focuses her attention back on her droopy eyes. “It’s Jason. Veronica,… he wasn’t in my dream.” She tries to hide her confusion but Cheryl notices right away. “You don’t understand he’s been in every one of my dreams since he died. But tonight there was nothing, something’s not right Ronnie. I know this sounds crazy because Jay Jays dead, but… I feel like he’s trying to tell me something bad is happening. Like he’s trying to warn me.” Veronica rubs her back lightly with one hand and then holds Cheryl’s hand with the other. She takes a deep breathe. “Maybe you’re right. I don’t think you’re crazy, but you can’t just leave your house at 2 in the morning. With everything happening right now you need to be safe.” The ginger wipes her cheeks and nods. “Yeah you’re right. Thanks for listening to me, I should get home now.” As she slowly gets up to smooth down her short night dress Veronica lightly grasps her hand. “If you think I’m letting you go back across town at this time of night you really are crazy.” Cheryl smiles and Veronica gets up to make them both some tea. They bundle together in fuzzy gray blankets and slowly sip on warm chamomile laying side by side on Veronica’s couch. Cheryl admires the sleepy expression on Veronicas face until she catches her staring. The dim glow of tv light catches Veronica’s skin and highlights her hypnotic eyes. The raven haired girl rolls her eyes with a cheeky smile. “What are you staring at?” Cheryl can’t help but blush. “You’re breathtaking that’s all.” She sips her tea again to avoid having to say something after Veronica’s response. Veronica looks at Cheryl and turns almost as red as her hair. “You really like me don’t you? You’re a raging bitch to everyone else, and well me too, but every now and then you’re genuinely kind to me.” Cheryl sits up putting her mug on a coaster and crossing her arms. “Admit it Cheryl Blossom you like me.” Veronica puts her mug on a coaster too and moves closer to her, she’s practically hovering over her. “And guess what? I like you too.” Cheryl looks into her eyes with a sweet sort of fear. The kind of look someone gives when they’re terrified of rejection. But Veronica can see something more behind it. She notices a flicker of hope in those deep maple eyes. “I don’t know, I mean you are a Lodge after all.” Veronica can feel Cheryl’s heart beating faster and faster beneath her. Veronica leans in and whispers against her soft skin. “Stop being such a bitch and kiss me already.” Cheryl laughs and then presses her red lips to Veronica. Veronica reaches for Cheryl’s face pushing deeper into the kiss while Cheryl runs her hands delicately across her back. There’s definitely heat between them, but there’s also something more. Some sort of sensitive trust, something neither of them have felt with anyone else. After a moment or so they gently break their lips away from each other and smirk. Cheryl licks her lips. “You’re right Ronnie. I do like you.” They both sink back into the couch and cradle each other. The soft hum of the movie playing puts them to sleep.
so my boyf just finished watching The Sound and The Fury, and I described the episode to him as, “Harrison’s angry ex boyfriend comes back to Fuck Shit Up”
and well. let’s just say that he has shed quite some light on the two of them and brought up some points that even I never realized:
- Hartley is particularly aggressive with Cisco and Barry, with matters only relating specifically to Dr. Wells. We know from the flashback that he’s jealous of Cisco for potentially being Harrison’s new fave, and we also know that he’s jealous of The Flash for being Harrison’s current fave. See: “He replaced me with you.”
- With Caitlin, Hartley isn’t exactly pleasant either, but his snide remarks aren’t about Dr. Wells, just general douchebaggery. See: “Never did get that wedding invite.” He’s gets more insecure when it comes to other men, and those who are close to Harrison, in particular. If that isn’t a sign of a possessive boyfriend, then, I don’t know what is.
EDIT: another way of reading Hartley’s less aggressive reactions towards Caitlin is that he doesn’t feel threatened by her the same way he does by Cisco and Barry? which could mean that he knows something about Harrison’s sexuality that the others don’t (hinthint)
- Also, to make the ‘claim’ over Dr. Wells more of a personal than professional matter, we could read into the fact that Hartley doesn’t seem to have any beef with Ronnie, despite him being the lead engineer on the particle accelerator. So clearly, Hartley doesn’t have a problem with people being smart, he has a problem with people getting Harrison’s attention.
- “Feels good to have the great Harrison Wells behind you, doesn’t it?” boyf pointed out that this could totally be a double entendre, because, Hartley pointing out that it “feels good” having Harrison Wells “behind” him? Hm. Hmmmmm.
Beau: telling him you’re pregnant
it’s been a week that I’ve known I’m pregnant, and for some reason I can’t bring myself to tell Beau. I’ve had so many chances, but none ever seem right.
“hey (y/n), I was thinking of ordering in for dinner, are you alright with that?” he says, holding his phone up to his ear while holding the little Chinese restaurant menu.
“um, sure.” I smile, placing myself on the couch.
he begins talking into the phone, ordering the usual. I watch him talk, catching his eye. his expression falls as he looks at me like he knows something’s up.
“okay, thank you.” he says into the phone. “baby, is everything alright?”
“well, you kind of look like a lost puppy and your scratching the hell out of your nail polish, which you only do when you’re nervous. so what’s up?” he drops down beside me.
I look down at my hands and examine the damage of my nails. “um, well, you see, um…” I sigh “please don’t be mad.”
“I won’t, just tell me.”
“please don’t hate me.”
he chuckles “never.”
I look at him and see the faint smile he has on his face, which usually would relax me, but it really just makes my heart beat faster than before.
“last week, I um, I took… I took a test… Beau, I’m pregnant.”
his smile falls as he stares at me. maybe he’s waiting for me to say that I’m kidding. maybe he’s going to leave. maybe…
“are you serious?”
“I’m gonna be a dad.” he mumbles. a smile works it’s way across his face. “oh my god, (y/n)! I’m gonna be a dad!” he jumps up from the couch, pulling me with him. “we’re going to be parents!”
tears begin to form in my eyes. “yes.” is all I manage as he brings me into a hug.
“god, I love you so much.”
Daniel: telling people the gender
I finished icing the cake that I made for the mini party we’re having today. it’s been a tradition in my family to tell people the gender by money cake. I don’t know why, it’s always just been that way. when I tried telling my mum what the baby was, she yelled at me.
“so what if nobody finds it?” Daniel asks, wrapping his arms around me.
“they’ll have to eat as many pieces til they find it.”
“I’m sure the boys are gonna be up for that.”
*a few hours later*
“okay, cake time.” I announced.
everyone jumped up and sat around the table. all anxiously waiting for the cake to be served.
pieces have been handed out and so far, no one has found it.
“I now have enough money to buy myself some Starbucks on my way home.” my best friend laughs.
“there’s like three pieces left.” Luke states, eyeing the cake. “I dibs one of them!”
“dibs!” Ronnie yells.
“dibs!” my cousin yells.
I give them each a piece and watch as they pretty much just tear a part the pieces, pulling out tinfoiled coins.
a shriek escapes Luke’s lips as he pulls out a thin piece of tinfoil, everyone turning to look at him, laughing at the sound he made.
“what was that?” Beau laughs.
“shut up. you’re just jealous cause I found it.” he defends.
“well, open it!” my mom demands.
he opens it and smiles. “you better name him after me.”
cheers erupted from the table as Daniel kisses my cheek.
Luke: picking names
“I like the name Briar.” I state.
“that’s pretty.” he smiles. “what about Avery?”
“ouu, I like that too.” I continue to flip through the book of baby names that Gina gave me.
“Brooke Brooks?” he laughs.
“damn. it would be kinda funny, don’t you think?”
“I think it would be kinda mean.” he says, drawing small shapes on my stomach with his finger.
“do we want the first letters to be the same?”
“Avery and Briar. I like how it’s A and B. they’d have AB and BB for initials.”
“I also love the name Marie.”
“can we use my mums name or middle name for a middle name or something?”
“hm, Gina Marie? it could be one of those double names with out the hyphen.”
he smiles at me “I like that, and we can just call her Marie if you want.”
“I love it. so, there’s one baby girl with a name.”
“I really don’t know how my mum did this. naming one baby is hard enough, but twins? this is ridiculous.” he sighs, placing a kiss on my stomach before crawling up the bed to sit beside me.
Jai: painting the nursery
I feel bad because I can’t help Jai paint the nursery, I want to so bad, but he insists it’s not good for me and the baby. so here I am, laying in our bed, watching a marathon of Supernatural and disgusting myself with my recent craving of peanut butter and pickles.
I can hear him singing to himself from across the hall, which puts a smile on my face. then I hear the bathroom door close, which means he’s left the baby’s room.
shifting myself off the bed, I wander out and peek into the room to find all the walls painted in a light purple with white wainscoting, since I told him I refused to have typical pink walls for our baby girl. I look over at one of the walls and see that he’s painting a mural of red, pink, and white roses in a thistle of green vines and thrones. all are surrounding a bigger purple rose. absolutely beautiful.
“oh my god.” I gasp, completely taken away from the site. I can feel tears start to rim my eyes.
“is it alright?” Jai’s voice makes me jump.
“no, I-I-I love it so much. it’s so beautiful.” I turn around to face him.
“aw baby, don’t cry.”
“I’m pregnant and emotional, you can’t just tell me not to cry.” I whimper as he pulls me into a hug.
“I’m glad you like it, love.” he kisses the top of my head.
James: at the hospital
my eyes flutter open, still groggy from my well needed nap. I can hear James talking, followed by the sound of Rita and Joyce being in aw. my eyes finally adjust and I see James sitting on a chair beside Rita, who has a hold of my little baby boy, with Joyce hovering over them.
“hi.” I say, placing my hand on the hand James had sitting on the bed.
he turns and looks at me.
“hi sweet heart.” he leans over and kisses my forehead.
“how’s he doing?”
“he is perfect.” he smiles. “would you like to hold him again?”
“no no, let them hold him.” I smile, watching the way the girls are fawning over him.
“are you sure?” Rita looks up, “it’s no problem at all.” she stands up and begins to hand him to me. “here.”
I just smile taking him “thank you.” I look down at the little bundle of joy that’s cradled in my arms. “he’s so beautiful.” I whisper, eyes beginning to tear up again. luckily, it’s a lot easier to hold them back, unlike the first time I held him.
“he gets that from you.” James smiles, moving his chair closer to me.
“we’re gonna go down to the cafeteria. (y/n), you’re mum called and said she’s going to be back in an hour, she just went to go pick up your aunt.” Joyce says with a smile before closing the door.
I look back down at my boy, admiring the way he’s looking around, seeming so happy with the moment. beautiful.
___________________________________xx I love the idea of having a little mural on one wall of a bedroom, my grandmas house used to have a lion King one in the room all the kids used :) anyway, hoping you liked it (:
Request: Can you do a Max Green imagine where Y/N is Ronnie’s other best friend. And Y/N & Max don’t get along very well he always calls her names & tells hurtful things. She doesn’t think about any of it. Then one day a fan starts making fun of her really bad & she’s already had a bad day & she ends up running onto the bus. Max is there & she starts to have an panic attack & he comforts her & calms her down & apologizes for everything he’s said and says he actually likes her & fluffy fluff please! Thx!
A/N: hope you enjoy. I love this plot so thank you for sending it in. Sorry it took so long. xx
“Jesus, Max! Can you cut it out?!” I heard Ronnie yell. It was a typical day for me; being Falling in Reverses’ merchant girl and Ronnie’s other best friend besides Max and the rest of the guys, of course. “It’s okay, Ronnie. It doesn’t bother me.” I faked smiled over at him. It was better to admit that it didn’t hurt when it really did, but always brush it off. One person telling me how fat, ugly, and useless I am won’t stop me.
“No, she’s being a bitch, tell her to stop!” He yelled even louder than before. I looked around the room and noticed all the other guys looking at me with sad eyes. “Shut the fuck up, Max!” Jacky all of a sudden yelled. Usually he’s always the quiet one, but his outburst surprised everyone in the room. I heard Max grumble, stomping passed me. “Nice going, you stupid bitch. Now everyone’s mad at me.” He sulked, kicking my leg on purpose.
“Thank you for sticking up for me guys. I’m just gonna head to bed and listen to music. I’ll see you all in the morning.” I said quietly. “Okay. Just know that we all love you. See you in the morning.” Derek smiled softly.
Once I headed back the bunk area, and happened to pass max, since he was in his bunk; which happens to be head level with me. “Hey, bitch. Why are you back here?” He grumbles. “I have a name, you know. It’s y/n.” I smiled at him. He turned around and grumbled some more.
Once I got into my bunk, I pulled out my iPod and headphones, going to my playlist that consisted of Falling in Reverse, of course, Breathe Carolina, Glamour of the Kill, 5 Seconds of Summer, and more. Voodoo Doll by 5SOS came on, and was going through tumblr, signing softly and tapping to the beat. “Dude, will you shut the fuck up?! You suck ass at singing and you’re off beat. Stop embarrassing yourself.” He snapped, ripping my curtain open. “Max! What did I say earlier?! Leave her the fuck alone!” Ronnie snapped back at him, storming up to him pushing him away from my bunk. “Don’t listen to him, babe. He’s just a douche bag. You have a beautiful voice and had a good beat going.” He smiled, giving me a small hug and a kiss on my head. “Jenna is coming tomorrow. How about you girls go out shopping? You know, just to get away from him and she misses you a lot.” “Of course! How could I say no to Jenna? I love her like she’s my sister.” He smiled brightly and said, “well, it’s settled! I’ll call her tonight and let her know. Night kiddo, I’ll see you in the morning.” And with that, the curtain to my bunk was closed. And I was finally at peace, no more getting yelled at and how horrible I am.
“Y/N! Jenna is here!” I heard Ronnie yell back at the bunks. I quickly ran through and crushed her into a big hug. I could everyone do “aw” and laugh at us gripping on each other for dear life. “God damn, y/n, don’t kill her with all her with all of your fat.” I heard Max snap at me like always. Jenna pulled away and looked at him. “The fuck is wrong with you?” She growled. “Y/n’s has been so nice to you and all you do is say stuff like that to her! What, are you upset that Ronnie is closer with her than you?” She growled. He turned and mumbled “I don’t need this.”
“Let’s not have him ruin our day. Let’s go girl!” She exclaimed grabbing my hand.
After three hours of shopping, getting our nails done, getting our hair cut, we here finally leaving the mall. While we were heading to the exit, we noticed a group if girls with Falling In Reverse shirts on. “Jenna! Oh my god, Jenna!” Some of them yelled. They all ran over and was asking for pictures. After her talking with them and getting pictures, some of them turned to me and have me a dirty look. “Who the fuck are you?” One of them asked me. “Oh, I’m the merch girl for Falling in Reverse.” I smiled. Most of them laughed and still had the dirty looks on. “They chose someone like you?” Another girl called out. “Someone like me?” I asked, giving a confused looked to all of them.
“Fat, ugly. Just hideous. Who could like you anyway? Seriously Jenna, why are you friends with her?” I could feel my heart drop in my stomach. My knees started to feel weak, my face felt red and hot, and i started feeling anxious. I could tell my anxiety attack was near, so I ran. I ran all the way to the bus. Luckily it was about a ten minuets drive so I got there faster than plan because of running.
I could hear Jenna yelling my name over and over again, trying to get me to slow down. I ran all the way to the venue and passed Jacky, Ronnie, Ryan, and Derek. “Y/n! Why are you running? Where’s Jenna?!” Ronnie yelled as I passed by him, darting towards the bus.
I got to the door and pulled it open, running up the stairs and falling onto the floor. I could feel my chest tightening and hot tears going down my face. I heard foot steps coming into the lounge and continued to try to calm myself down. “Y/n? Is everything okay?” I heard Max ask, lowering down to the floor. I started shaking my head, gasping for air and tearing at my throat. “Woah, you need to calm down. Listen to my voice okay? Y/n, look at me. Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out.” He said, connecting eye contact with me. After a short time of taking deep breathes, I finally calmed down and my crying started to slowly fade away.
Max was leaned against the couch, with my head on his chest. “Are you okay now? If you want, we can talk about it. I’ll listen, I promise.” He said quietly, running his fingers through my hair. “Why? You always tell me how horrible I am at stuff, how useless I am, and plenty ore things.” I sighed looking down at my hands. Once I looked up, I noticed how sad his eyes were and how tired he looked. “No, baby- no. You are so precious. I love you, I’m so scared of falling in love, so I did what I thought was right, treating you horribly which was so wrong of me. You are so beautiful, smart, hilarious, I love everything about you.” He sighed looking down. I could see a few tears falling down his face as he sighed heavily.
I’ve always liked Max, maybe even loved, but with how mean he was, I figured nothing would happen between us. “I love you too Max, but please don’t say those things again. It hurt so much.” I sighed, grabbing his hand. “I won’t ever think about it. Now that I have you, I’m never letting you go.” He smiled, pulling me to him.
Running my fingers through my mangled tresses, I pulled them up into a sloppy ponytail before starting up my car. Tammy’s salon was the only thing on my mind as of right now. My hair was looking a damn mess and I’m dissapointed in myself for letting it get to this point also with everyone else who didn’t inform me I looked like the bride of Frankenstein.
I turned the corner to the street the salon was on groaning aloud at the amount of cars that were tightly parked along the streets. In proud of myself for making an appointment because if I was a walk-in there’s no way I’d be getting my hair done today.
I eventually found myself a park just a few doors down from the salon. I quickly placed my hat over my head and my sunglasses on my face. Taking a step out, I pulled my skirt down heading for the doors. I’ve been coming here since the first week I moved out here. Tammy was an amazing woman and the fact that she could get my hair looking like I belonged on a red carpet in no time was even better.
I pushed the door to the shop open as the bell went off above my head. “Hey everybody.” I greeted, sending a wave towards the women getting their heads done. A slew of ‘Hey Rob’ and ‘Hey Girl’ were their responses making me laugh.
“Hey Robyn, you’re the five thirty?” The woman at the desk, Karen, asked. I nodded while she pushed me the sign-in sheet to show I’d shown up for my appointment. I signed my name under in the box under the last appointment, slid it back to her, and went over to take a seat in one of the chairs.
“Hey babes,” Mel squealed, running over to give me a hug. She stuffed the money from the woman’s who hair she just finished in her pocket while wrapping her arms around me. “Finally getting something done to that birds best.” She mumbled causing me to roll my eyes.
“Well, if someone would’ve told me my hair was looking like this I would’ve came in sooner.” I said. Mel rolled her eyes because she knew it was true; she was wrong for letting me walk around like this. I’m disappointed in myself too.
“I’mma get back to my station. I think Ron can take you.” She said. “Ron, you got Robyn?” He looked up from organizing his station to see who was calling him. A wide smile spread across his face and he quickly nodded his head.
Ron had to be one of the sweetest but sassiest hairstylists I know. He’s so damn funny and his filter doesn’t and never will exist.
“Hey baby, yeah I got her.” He turned around as I grabbed my stuff making my way to his chair.
I plopped down, setting my purse beside me and pulling my sunglasses off my face. “Hey Ronny, how you been?” I cheesed. Ronny rolled his eyes while he side-eyed me.
“Mhm, don’t sweet talk me now miss thang. You ain’t came in her in damn near three months.” He chastiesd, pointing his wide tooth comb at me. I pouted, giving him my most innocent look.
“I’m sorry I’ve just been busy,” I pouted.
“Yeah with her new boyfriend.” Mel interrupted. Litterally everyone’ eyes in the shop turned to face me in shock. It was no secret that I wasn’t too fond of men or dating so me having a ‘boyfriend’ seemed to shock everyone.
Ronny smacked me thigh with the comb. “Ow!” I screamed rubbing the sore spot.
“Ain’t no ow. How the hell you not gon’ tell us you got a man Robby?” He yelled, clapping his hands like it was the most exciting news in the world. I glared at Mel but all she did was laugh and stick her tongue out at me.
“Don’t be in there beating on her, Ronald!” I heard Tammy yell before she appeared from the back with that famous smile on her face. Ron sucked his teeth at the fact that she was usuing his government while I laughed lowly.
“Hey Tammy,” I cheesed, standing to give her a hug. After a quick embrace she took a step back.
“Where you been child? And whats this I hear about a man?”
“Technically he’s not my ‘man’. We went on one date.” I expressed, feeling Ronny finally draping the cover over me. He sucked his teeth and I could tell he was shaking his head.
“And she kissed him Ms. Tammy. Mhm, they was all up on eachother on our couch.” Mel chimed in yet again. “I don’t know what would’ve happen if I wouldn’t have walked in.”
“Y’all kissed?” Both Ronny and Tammy yelled.
I rolled my eyes, “Bitch focus on that woman head.” I yelled, wishing I had something to throw at her right about now. She always want everybody to know what the hell I was doing. She laughed and put her hands up, finally starting to actually do her job. “Anyway, he’s just a nice guy.”
“Mhm.” Tammy side eyes me giving me that ‘we’ll talk later’ look before heading back over to her chair.
“Bitch got a man and couldn’t even tell her friends. I’m hurt.” He laughed once Tammy was out of earshot. Ronny removed my hat from my head and let out a loud over dramatic gasp. “Robby look at this damn head, uh uh.” He grilled. He tried running his fingers through my hair but obviously it didn’t work because he smacked my thigh with the comb again.
“I’ve been busy.” I mumbled. He sucked his teeth, finally beginning to start on my managled hair.
“Busy with this man. Tell me about him.”
I sighed, “Well we met at work a few weeks ago.” I said. “He would not give up until I gave him my number.”
I basically explained to the whole shop about how Chris and I met and began talking; Mel butting in to give her two cents. Of course the whole shop got on me about not giving him my number but then they were all googly eyed and awwed wanting to know where we were going for our second date.
“He just sound sexy,” Ron said. The women nodded their heads and began mumbling about Chris.
“He is.” I smiled.
“Ohh, let me stop you. But what you want done today?” He asked. I simply shrugged my shoulders. I’ve had every hairstyle in the book so I really have no idea what to get done at this point. “Hm, black? Yeah you look good in black.” He said.
Black didn’t sound too bad. That was my favorite and I haven’t went black in awhile.
“We can do black.” I stated sure of my answer. My hair hasn’t been its natural hair color in I don’t know how long.
“Short or long?” He asked.
“Long, I wanna go short soon though.”
Ronny began his process on my hair, washing, conditioning, rinsing, and letting me sit under the dryer for what felt like eternity. My hair looked so damn bad right now. After it dried he led me back to his chair and began fixing up my hair. “You might wanna get comfortable because we’ll be here a while.” I already know.
“I love it,” I squealed, running my fingers through my hair. Ronny curled it to perfection and I was in awe. Two hours ago it was a tangled mess and now my hair was perfection.
“I’m happy you love it boo.” He chuckled. I quickly retrived the money from my purse and passed it his way. Ronny stuffed it into his apron pocket before he two of us embraced in a quick hug. “Don’t you take another ten years to come get your hair done.”
I sucked my teeth, “I’ll be back in a few weeks.” Gathering my things, I kissed Ron on his cheek, blew Mel a kiss, and waved goodbye to everyone else before exiting the shop.
I rolled to a stop at the red light as I bobbed my head to J Coles’s Head Bussa. I’m guessing then woman next to me didn’t appreciate me blasting my music with my windows down, but did I give a fuck? No. I winked at the woman watching her face go from annoyed to shocked before stepping on the gas because the light turned green.
I told Robyn we’d be going out to day so I was headed to her place now. Pulling my phone from my pocket, I scrolled through my contact list before clicking on her name. It rung three times before her voice rang through.
“Hello?” Her voice spoke. She sounded so damn sexy. Something about her accent just gets to me.
“Hey beautiful.” I could practically see her through the phone either rolling her eyes or trying to hide her smile.
“I’m about five minutes away. You ready?” I was planning on taking her to see a movie and then out to eat somewhere. Something simple but I’d use this as an opportunity to be close to her all night.
“I know you ain’t forget I’m supposed to be taking you out.” I chuckled.
“No, no I didn’t forget. But I’m about to get in the shower so how about you come here instead,” she suggested. “I just don’t feel like leaving the house.”
Shit, even better.
“That’s cool, but how you gon’ shower without me?” I asked. Robyn sucked her teerh and I chuckled.
“Bye Christopher. I’ll leave then door unlocked.” I heard those three beeps in my ear indicating that she hung up. I simply laughed and tossed my phone into the cup holder. I guess this would just have to count as a second date.
I pulled up to the complex and found myself a park on the street but no too far from the door. My phone began vibrating and Mijo’s name flashed across the screen. I chuckled because I know he has some shit to say.
“Aye, what you doing nigga?”
Damn I don’t even get a hello.
“Minding my business.” I hit the lock on my car and made my way up to their apartment. Hopefully she’s still in the shower so I can fuck with her just a little.
“Damn, but we about to head over to Teyana’s house cause she cooking. You coming?” They gon’ be exactly three doors down from me.
“I got something to do but I’ll slide through later.” I mumbled, stepping off the elevator.
I hung up the phone and followed the numbers till I got to apartment 15. Like she said the door was unlocked so I stepped in. “Baby!” I yelled.
“I’m in the kitchen, Chris.” She responded faintly.
Damn, I was hoping she was still in the shower.
I kicked my Jordan’s off by the door making my way to the kitchen. I noticed Robyn shuffling through a drawer full of papers but I had to do a double take. Her usual blond curls had been replaced with black ones and pulled up in a ponytail on top of her head. I scanned her from head to toe, thanking the lord she decided to throw on some short ass pajama shorts and a tank top.
“Chris,” Robyn cut into my thoughts holding up a variety of restaurants that we had to choose from. She smiled and slapped them down on the counter. “Pizza or Chinese?”
“I’m feeling pizza.” I mumbled. Robyn nodded her head before stuffing the rest of the pamphlets back into the drawer. She snatched up the menu and tried sashaying right past me but I gently grabbed her arm. “I don’t get a kiss?”
Rolling her eyes, Robyn stood on her tippy toes and placed a soft kiss on my lips. “Happy?”
“Your hair,” I said, playing with one strand that had fallen out. She looked nervous once I mentioned it.
“What? What’s wrong with it?” She asked, reaching up to play with a curl that had fallen.
“Nothing, it’s just-damn.” I said biting my lip. Robyn tried hiding her blush with a laugh but failed miserably. She seemed relieved to know I liked it.
“I’m glad you like it.” She joked. Robyn stepped around me, grabbing her phone off the counter. “I’m going to order the pizza. Sausage and pepperoni okay?”
I nodded, and followed right behind her to the living where she insisted I pick out a movie while she ordered the pizza. I scanned the rack of movies, skipping over every love story. She had damn near every one to come out since I was a kid. I finally decided on Honey since Jessica Alba is bad as fuck plus I liked the movie.
Robyn emerged just as the previews for the movie began playing, blanket in tow. I took a seat on the couch while she plopped down right next to me, spreading the cover over the both of us.
Robyn pressed play and the movie began. I couldn’t help but keep taking peeks at Robyn. Her hair just seemed to make her look ten times more…exotic. “What are you staring at?” She blushed.
“You.” I leaned down and pecked her lips softly. Robyn only rolled her eyes with that infamous smile before focusing her attention back on the movie.
About thirty minutes in, I had stopped paying attention altogether. I managed to get Robyn on my lap and start messing with her. Kissing on her neck and behind her ear any chance I got. She’d fidget and whisper ‘stop’ but all I’d do is chuckle and keep on fucking with her.
“You smell good,” I mimbled, my face placed in the crook of her neck. My hand massaged her thigh while I placed a soft kiss on her collar bone.
“Chris would you stop,” she said, shying away but I quickly pulled her back. I ran my hand up and down her thigh, squeezing it every once in a while. I tugged at the bows on the bottom of her shorts before slowly moving up to the waistband. “Stop Chris.”
I ignored her, pulling at her shorts. She shifted in my lap making me laugh. “Relax Robyn,” I muttered, sliding my hands inside her shorts. I reached into her shorts, meeting the lining of her panties.
I rubbed her through her panties, making my way down. Just as I began pulling them aside, knocks resonated through the apartment. Robyn sigh, pulling my hand from her shorts and hopping up.
“It’s the pizza, I’ll get it.” She announced. I simply grabbed her arm and told her I got it.
“Somebody always fucking shit up,” I mumble, stomping my way to the door. I snatched it open ready to beat this pizza guy’s ass, but instead I saw Teyana standing there with a plate of food, along with Ty and Mijo.
“Fuck you doing here?” Mijo asks, peering behind me but I pull the door closed a little just incase Robyn was behind me.
“Like I said, minding my fucking business.” I said. “What the fuck y’all want?” Teyana held the plate with one hand and somehow managed to punch me in the arm with the other.
“Chris can you hu-” Robyn stopped mid-sentence noticing the newfound guests. “Hey Teyana.” She said, eyeing Ty and Mijo.
“Hey Robyn, I just came to bring you a plate since I cooked but, I didn’t know you were busy.” She smirked. “That’s Ty and Mijo, I wanted to introduce y’all.” She passed Robyn the plate of food while she waved at them.
“I’m Robyn.” I could tell these two fools were putting two and two together.
“Oh, you the Robyn that Chris-”
“Aye, aye, we waiting on our food so if y’all don’t mind.” I wrapped my arm around Robyn’s waist and pulled her behind me. I gave Mijo and Ty that look that told them shut the fuck up before kissing Tey’s cheek and closing the apartment door.
I turned around to Robyn looking at me with a suspicious look. “What were they about to say?”
“Nothing,” I shrugged.
“Give me some,” Michael asked, pointing towards my chocolate covered strawberries. I shook my head and stuffed another one in my mouth. “I bought it.”
“Yeah, but you gave them to me. You always eating.” I laughed. Michael rubbed my legs that were placed across his lap as he smirked. He pouted and flicked his eyes between me and my strawberries a few times.
“I’m always eating because you want to be ate.” He smirked. I gasped and smacked his bare chest while he laughed. Picking up the strawberry, I raised it to his mouth allowing him to take a bite. “Thank you baby.”
“Greedy ass.” I murmured. I squealed once he flipped me over on my back, smashing his lips against mine.
Three years and all this man has to do is kiss me and he has me in the palm of his hand. He quickly pulled my shirt off my frame and tossed it into a corner. The two of us continued our heated mini make-out session before we heard a loud bang from downstairs. Michael hopped up immediately as I hurried to the corner, pulling on my shirt.
“What’s that?” I asked. Michael pulled the gun from our nighstand and held it out. Michael put a finger to his lips and I heard footsteps coming up the stairs.
“Stay quiet and get the gun out of the-” before he could finish the door burst open and Michael started shooting. I dropped and grabbed the gun from under the bed. I raised it up and shot twice only to be grabbed and thrown against the wall letting my gun slide across the floor.
Michael was fighting two of them and he punched one knocking him into the lamp. I screamed and lunged for my gun only for the same man to punch me and hold me against the wall.
“Stop!” I yelled, watching as they jumped my baby. The man held my against the wall with his gun pointed at my temple. I pulled my knee up hard making him topple over. Just as I picked up the gun another was pointed right between my eyes.
“I wouldn’t do that baby,”
I know that voice…
“Robyn!” I jumped out of my sleep, panting and looking around frantically. I was laying on Chris’s chest while he looked up at me with concern. “You okay?”
I wiped the sweat from my forehead feeling the tears burn the back of my eyes. “I-I’m sorry, it was just-” I stuttered, trying to get my words together. I sighed heavily, glancing at the clock on the cable box to see it read 1a.m.
“It’s okay,” he cooed, rubbing my back in soothing circles. I swallowed the lump in my throat while Chris picked me up bridal style.
He carried me back to my bedroom and gently set me down on the bed. “Chris I’m okay, it was just a bad dream.” I said. Chris ignored me, treading to my dresser before rummaging through my drawer, he found an old t-shirt, and tossed it to me. I’m guessing cause the one I have on is drenched in sweat. I quickly rid myself of my tank top slipping the oversized t-shirt on.
“Chris,” I whisper, stopping him before he reached my door. “Stay with me.”
Chris stopped in his tracks. He was hesitant before responding, “You sure?” I swiftly nodded my head.
I breathed a heavy sigh watching him turn around and trek back over to my bed. He simply removed his shirt and jeans leaving him in just a pair of basketball shorts.
He crawled into my bed, pulling me into his arms. I instantly caved laying my head on his chest. He pulled the covers over us, hugged me tighter, and pecked my lips.
Set after Dean gets back from purgatory. Dean goes to a bar after getting into a fight with Sam about Kevin. He meets a lovely lady that may change him thinking he will always be alone. Crappy description I know sorry :/ Oh this is also set in Dean POV ;)
Dean Winchester X Reader
Warnings:Fighting and there may be a swear word, because well it’s Dean :P
I walked into the bar my anger most likely clear by the look on my face. Sitting at the bar I was a bit surprised when a shot of whisky was sat in front of me.
“On the house.” The bartender said smiling at me her eyes bright.
“Thanks.” I say downing it quickly.
“Rough day?” She asks pouring me another.
“More like rough year.” I say downing that one.
“Wanna talk about it?” She asks leaning on the bar placing her chin in her hand.