said i was gonna do this so here we go

“We’re smiling but we’re close to tears”

Genre: Angst

Who: Jimin and Y/N

A/N: lmao so this is something a friend of mine wanted me to do so i’ll try to make it good bc this bitch is picky and a good reader so idk i’m just gonna do her bias in bts bc she never said who to make it about also i did this on my phone so it’s literal trash sorry


Jimin and I were supposed to go on a date at the small café we met at today. Jimin was 35 minutes late, it’s not like I expected anything more. Jimin was always late to our dates, he always had the same excuse too, ‘sorry i got caught up in practice and lost track of time i’ll be there soon’. I decided to wait another 15 minutes and if he’s not here then I’m leaving.

15 minutes later and I receive a text from Jimin ‘sorry babe i can’t make it, this dance isn’t turning out the way i want it to’. I let out a small sigh and a sad smile appears on my face. It’s not like I didn’t expect it, or that it didn’t happen before, I’m just dissapointed. This is the first time we would’ve seen each other in 3 weeks and he decided to ditch me like the countless other times he ditched me. My eyes water so I get up and start walking to our shared apartment.

As I enter our shared apartment a feeling of emptiness overcomes me. Our once warm and happy home was now cold and lonely. I’ve spent countless nights alone, wishing Jimin would come back before 3 AM. I drag my feet to the fridge and pack Jimin some food, he hasn’t had dinner yet. As I’m packing the leftover dinner he hadn’t eaten yesterday, I think back on the past 3 months of our relationship and the how vastly different it was from the first 3 months. Jimin and I have been dating for 2 and a half years, but lately it doesn’t feel like we’re dating at all.

As I walk to the BigHit building, sadness overcomes me. I’ve been putting off this day, but I can’t do it anymore. The thoughts that overcame my mind are destroying me from the inside out, and I’m tired of sacrificing myself for the sake of Jimin. Sure, this may be selfish, but I can’t continue to be selfless anymore. I enter the BigHit building, giving the secretary a small smile before walking to Jimin’s practice room. I enter the large space and watch Jimin dance for a while, this may be the last time I see how beautiful he is when he dances. If only he loved me as much as he loved that. Jimin finally notices me and runs over to me, trapping me in his hug. I don’t respond to his hug and he notices.

“What’s wrong?” He asks. I give him a teary-eyed smile and hand him his dinner.

“Jimin, I can’t do this anymore,” I smile sadly.

“What’re you talking about Y/N you’re scaring me,” He says, worry clear in his eyes.

“I want to break up Jimin, I can’t do this anymore,” A tear slips down my cheek, but I wipe it away and smile up at him, “You don’t love me as much as you love your work.”

“Y/N…”

“I never asked you to love me more than your work or to put me first, all I wanted was to be happy with you,” My voice breaks, “And I’m sorry but I can’t do that anymore.”

I give him a hug and another teary-eyed smile and walk away. As I exit the practice room, a tear falls down my cheek but I don’t bother to wipe it away. I still love him, I just wanted to be loved too.

“This isn’t goodbye Y/N.”

“Goodbye Jimin.”

Imagine Jack spilling to you what Dean thinks, and practically feels, of you when he reads his mind.

“Wait, wait, wait, wait.” Dean raised a hand, stopping Jack from drinking his beer “How old do you think you are?” he asked, mouth half full as you and Sam shared a look.

“Uh 3 days, 17 hours and 42 minutes.” Jack replied precisely to the question and seeing the look on Dean’s face almost made you choke on your own drink. It was priceless to say the least. Barely at four days old and the young man had already outsassed the older Winchester, well this was going to be fun. Dean just shook his head and took a sip of his beer, Jack watching closely and doing the same at the exact almost moment.

“So-” Jack cleared his throat, looking at you “You are my aunt, right?”

“Uh well-” you smiled “Was, actually. I’m no longer an angel, I fell and after building a vessel things happened and… there is no angel mojo in me anymore. So I am practically human.”

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anonymous asked:

babe i'm not a native english speaker can you pls write it what jeremy said in that video i didn't understand anything lmao

long transcript:

fan: i’m your boyfriend

jeremy: oh - oh! okay!

fan: (laughs) really? 

jeremy: i mean i - i don’t know! i mean, are you? i don’t know, i don’t know (smiles)

fan: the internet ships keith and lance like nothing else

jeremy: (laughs) that i DO know. uhhhm, so here’s what we’re gonna do: so you’re going to be playing keith in this scene, as you know. uhh, and you’re gonna hear 3 beeps that go beep, beep, beep, and that’s where your first line is. second is my line, then next line is this, so you’re just gonna be watching, uhh, your character. obviously, you know who the character is so, you know - your boy. watch him on screen. here we go

fan: and your boy

jeremy: (smiles) yeah

fan: (laughs)

[3 beeps and they start keith and lance’s “saving shiro” scene in episode one]

jeremy: NIIIIIICE, good stuff! would you like me to sign some of your, uhh, voltron stuff here?

short transcript:

jeremy: lauren if you’re listening i just told everyone klance is fucking canon 

Dance to the Distortion

Rating: Explicit

Chapters: 10/10

Words: 97K

Summary:

Louis accidentally breaks Harry’s camera lens and in order to get it fixed, they decide to participate in a romantic couples study. The only issue is that they are not actually couple. Well that and the fact they cannot stand each other.

“We have to do the couples study.”

Harry looked at Louis as if he had sprouted an extra limb.

“What?”

“The couples study,” Louis rushed, pulling out the flier from his bag. “We can do it and get the money to fix your camera. Bang-boom, it’s sorted.”

“Did you miss the bit where it’s a couples study?” Harry snorted. He tightened his grip on his bag, “Surely, you’ve heard of the term before.”

Louis grabbed Harry’s shoulder and pulled him to a stop. When Harry didn’t turn around, Louis huffed out in annoyance and stepped in front of him. He settled his hands on his hips and jutted his chin upwards, waiting for Harry to look at him.

“Give me one good reason why it wouldn’t work.”

“I don’t like you,” Harry easily answered.

Louis rolled his eyes, “A better reason than that.”

“We’re not a couple, Louis!” Harry exclaimed, irises blown out as he looked over Louis’ face. “We can’t do a couples study because we,” He frantically gestured between the two of them, “Are not dating!”

“That’s why we’re gonna lie,” Louis smugly said as if it was the most brilliant suggestion.

Harry folded his arms over his chest, “You want to pretend to be my boyfriend?”

Sheriff’s Daughter

Originally posted by mendescamilas

Anon requests: please do an archie imagine 💖💖

please write an archie imagine

I love your writing so bad! So I got this idea and hoped you would write it? So, reader is Archies girlfriend, Kevin’s sister which makes her the daughter of the sheriff. Since Jasons dead it has been forbidden to go to the river, but she and Archie sneaks out in the middle of the night and go there. The get in the water and make out. Things heated as her dad aka the sheriff finds them and takes her home. He forbids them to see each other, but the keep doing it, tho. U decide the happy ending :)

Pairing: Archie x Reader

Description: The sheriff’s daughter and her boyfriend are quite the trouble-making pair.

Warnings: none

Word count: 940

A/N: ahh my first archie imagine!! hope you all enjoy!!


You and Kevin sat in your room together, listening to Taylor Swift’s older albums.

“I’m just not feeling the country,” Kevin critiqued.  “Even in the Red album, she was leaning towards pop.”

“But this is classic Taylor!” you protested.  “You’re telling me you don’t like Fearless?”

“I’m not saying that,” he raised his hands in defense.  “I’m just saying 1989 is way better.”  You rolled your eyes.

“Whatever, Kev.”  Before he could think of a clever remark, a tapping on your window interrupted the two of you.  Sharing puzzled glances, you and Kevin slowly moved towards your window. You pushed back the curtains to reveal your boyfriend, Archie Andrews, standing on a ladder.

“Can I come in?” he asked cheekily.  You rolled your eyes, but smiled and opened the window.  He climbed in and closed the window behind him.  Listening to the music that was playing, he shot you a raised eyebrow.  “Taylor Swift?”

“Hell yeah!” you nodded, but lowered the volume a bit.  “So what are you doing here?”

“I was wondering if you wanted to go to the river,” Archie suggested with a small smirk.  Before you could respond, Kevin cut you off.

“Dad said we aren’t allowed,” he shot you a warning glance.

“So what?” you rolled your eyes. “He’s not gonna find out.”  Kevin pursed his lips and crossed his arms, sending you a pointed look.  “You wouldn’t.”

“I will,” Kevin warned.  “There’s a murderer in Riverdale right now, and going to Sweetwater River is like walking into death’s trap.”

“Come on, Kev,” you whined. He shook his head.

“No.  There’s nothing you can say that’ll convince me not to tell him.” You furrowed your eyebrows trying to think of something you held against him.  Finally, you reached an idea and smirked.

“I’ll tell him about Joaquin,” you declared.  His face visibly paled as his eyes widened.

“But… but you can’t!” he stuttered.

“I won’t tell dad if you don’t tell him about me going to Sweetwater River,” you bargained.  He huffed and rolled his eyes, but agreed. You smirked triumphantly and smiled at Archie.  “Let’s go.” He went down the ladder first to make sure he could catch you if you fell.

The night was dark and silent, and you and Archie stifled your laughs as you ran towards the river.

“This is such a bad idea,” you whispered, but he just waved it off and kissed you.  You smiled into the kiss.

“Let’s go into the water,” he said, and you nodded.  The two of you, holding hands, ran into the water.  You shrieked with delight as the coldness of the water enveloped the lower half of your body.  Archie snuck up from behind and grabbed you by the waist, twirling you around as you laughed.  He set you down and turned you around so you face him.  Still grasping onto your waist, his lips connected with yours. This kiss was not like the ones the two of you had shared before; this one was rough and passionate.  You wrapped your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss.  Archie’s fingers traced the hem of your shirt.  You were about to prompt him to take it off, but the shine of a flashlight caught your eye.  The two of you separated and looked for the source of the light.

It was your dad.

“Fuck,” you muttered under your breath, squeezing Archie’s hand.  Your dad approached the edge of the water.

“(Y/N)!” he yelled, shining his flashlight directly in yours and Archie’s eyes.  “Get out of the river right now!”  You and your boyfriend obliged, slowly trekking onto the shore. The two of you were dripping wet, and your dad, who had come prepared, threw each of you a towel.

“Sorry dad,” you mumbled, keeping your head down.

“Sorry?” he demanded, his voice cold with anger.  “Sorry doesn’t cut it, (Y/N).  As the sheriff, I have to protect this entire goddamned town, and my own daughter won’t listen to me.  My own daughter!  Do you know how that ruins my reputation?”  You had no reply, so you just kept your head down.

“We’re sorry, Mr. Keller,” Archie apologized.  “This was all my fault.  I convinced (Y/N) to come out here with me.  Don’t get mad at her, please, I should take all the blame.”

“Another reason why my daughter should have never started dating you,” the sheriff spat.  “Get in the car, both of you.  I’m taking Andrews home and having him explain to his dad why the sheriff had to escort him home.  And then, (Y/N), we’re going to have a nice long chat.”


You sat in your room, dismally staring out of the window.

“I didn’t tell him, you know,” Kevin said, not bothering to knock before he entered your room.  “He walked into your room and saw you weren’t there, and I guess he just had a hunch.”  You turned to face your brother and rolled your eyes.

“That’s great, Kev, but it doesn’t help the fact that I can’t see Archie anymore,” you responded, and then turned back to the window.  Kevin sighed and exited your room.

Lost in thought, you didn’t notice the ginger climbing towards your window until his face was right in front of yours.

“Archie?” you whisper-yelled, opening the window.  He grinned, but didn’t climb into your room.

“Hey,” he said.

“What are you doing here?” you asked.  He just smiled and kissed you.

“I had to see you,” he answered after you two pulled apart.  You smiled and shook your head.

“God, you’re an idiot.”  He pouted, causing you to peck him on the lips. “My idiot.”

I just wanted to belong

A/N: Happy Angst Appreciation Day round three, it’s a day late, but life happens. Reader is Dean’s 17 year old daughter who has a twin brother named Robby.

Dean x Daughter!Reader    Sam x Sister!Reader

Originally posted by sammy-samulet

You stood at the counter of the diner trying to decide if you should go back to the booth where your father, uncle, and twin brother sat, or if you’d have a better time alone at the counter. You’d gone up to ask for more napkins to clean up a spill that Robby, your twin had made. However glancing back you saw that they had waved down the waitress who your dad and brother were both flirting with.

With the roll of your eyes you took a seat at the counter; knowing you’d actually enjoy your meal if you weren’t near your father or brother.

You loved them both dearly and at one point your entire family was so close knit that your absence would have been noticed right away. However as you grew older the bond you shared with your twin and father began to disappear and once you started going on hunts with your dad and uncle, it all but vanished.

At first you told yourself that you were overreacting; that your father was just constantly worried about you, but as time went on you saw how close Robby and your dad still were, yet you remained on the outside.

It was something that your dad and brother both seemed oblivious to. Whenever you’d try to involve yourself in what they were doing they would send you away with some excuse as to why you couldn’t participate with them and soon you just stopped asking.

This never seemed to effect them, but it sure effected you.

Your father and Robby might not have seen what they were doing, but your Uncle Sam sure did. At first he tried to stick up for you, pointing out to Dean all the times it seemed that Robby and him would purposefully leave you out. Dean would deny it and after countless arguments with no change Sam stopped trying. Instead he became the figure in your life you so desperately wanted.

Still, there were times that Sam got sucked into whatever fun Robby and your dad were having; leaving you to be the outsider in your family again.

It was a role you learned to accept and gave up hope that it’d change.

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Many years ago when we took over the show I was like ‘We should go out all night and then go straight to do the Breakfast Show’. I remember being at my house, it was like an after party after the Brits, then another after party, and then I said 'Hey! We can all go to my house!’ And I remember a man being in my kitchen, who I didn’t know, and I said 'Hello!’, and he said 'Hi! Your car’s here to go to Radio 1.’ I said 'It shouldn’t be here until 6.’, and he went 'Yeah. It’s 6:10, you’re on the radio in 20 minutes.’ So I had to get everyone out of my house and bring them into Radio 1. And when we got here there were no producers. So it was me, my friend Emily, my friend Jamie, a cardboard cutout of Robbie Williams, and Harry Styles. And that’s actually what happened.
—  Nick reminiscing about THAT post-Brits show, and deciding they’re gonna do that again this year cause they “didn’t got fired last time, let’s risk it again!”

Director: Now, we’ve had to… um… get kind of creative with your approach. We can’t have you connected in any way because if say, for instance if you rappel down and the rope touches the crystal it could travel up here and we could lose the base. So we’ve cast a levitation charm on these gondolas, are we’re kinda gonna need to… just sorta… hurl you down there.

Merle: Hurl?

Director: Yeah, we’re gonna like- well, I’m not going to do it, Avi’s going to do it, but we’re just going to kinda push you off? And angle you? And then just kinda do like a… like we’re throwing a lawn dart.

Taako: Okay?

Director: I would be lying if I said this was the safest thing…

Magnus: I’m on board with it.

Merle: Has OSHA cleared this?

Director: Absolutely not. But we’ve only got- about 36 minutes left, so-

Magnus: OSHA, more like OHSHIT, let’s do this!

Bts reacting to you being a day care teacher!

Request: Bts reacting to you teaching kids in a day care center

Namjoon:

“So you work with kids yeah?”

“Yeah… why?”

“Maybe I could help teach! Reading and math! Condensation, percipitation, evaporation! Balancing chemicals!”

“Joon, they’re five.”

*Eyes start sparkling at the thought of teaching them too”

Originally posted by sugaa

Jin:

“Kids you say?”

“Mhm!”

*Scoots away from you*

“uhm?”

“Kids have boogers and pick things they aren’t supposed to… go take a shower before touching me with your germs!”

“The only kid with germs here is you!” *You stick your tongue out at him*

Originally posted by jhopefluxo

Hoseok:

“A kid teacher? Wahh, you must have a lot of patience.”

“Of course, I mean I’m dating you right?”

“Why must you attack me??”

Originally posted by rninyoonqi

Yoongi:

“Makes sense.”

“What does that mean?”

“You working there. You have a mindset like a 5 year old.”

“Excuse me? I’m an adult >:( an adult who won’t be doing anything sexual with her boyfriend since he wants to be a meanie face.”

“An adult wouldn’t say meanie face.”

Originally posted by kookies-for-taehyung

Taehyung:

“Alright kids now gather aro- Tae? TAE?!”

“Heeeeey y/n”

“Wha-what are you doing here?”

“You said you worked with kids so here I am.”

“I didn’t even tell you where I work, how?”

*Completely ignores you to play with the kids*

Originally posted by deathlymaze

Jimin: 

“Wanna come with me to work Jimin?”

“To the day care?”

“Yep.”

“HECK YEAH IM ALREADY READY LETS GO!”

“Why are you so excited?”

“I’m gonna be the tallest one…”

Originally posted by xcrazyfangirlx

Jungkook:

“So you know how you work at a day care right?”

“Yeah, what about it?”

“Well what if we buy them camo outfits and start a kid army?”

“We’re not making my kids soldiers for your own entertainment!”

“You never go with my plans… hoe”

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

Game on //Draco Imagine//

Requested By: @imagelover2

Request: Can you do a Draco Imagine where he pranks Y/n and she gets “mad” so she gives him the silent treatment and he does everything to make her talk to him?

Pairing: Reader x Draco

Warnings: none

A/n: okay so I said I was going to post this on Valentine’s Day but it doesn’t really have to do with it, so I’m just gonna post it now :) hope you like it!

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“Y/n! Come sit over here!” You glanced around the room until your eyes landed on your boyfriend, Draco Malfoy. He was waiving his hand and you made your way to the bench beside him.

“Hey!” You greeted as you sat down and smiled at your boyfriend.

“We made you a plate.” Draco smiled as he slid you a plate filled with eggs, toast, bacon and a cookie with a jelly filling. “No need to thank us.” He beamed and you laughed quietly.

“Well thank you anyway.” You smiled. You listened to Draco complain about Granger and her pesky know it all mudblood brain as you ate your toast and bacon quickly. You picked up the cookie and took a large bite, getting all of the jelly in one bite. Although it didn’t taste like jelly….

“Draco…what’s in this cookie?” You asked as you examined it. It didn’t taste like jelly at all. In fact…it tasted more like…

“Hot sauce!” Draco exclaimed before erupting in a fit of giggles.

You threw the rest of the cookie onto your plate and grabbed the nearest napkin, spitting whatever was left in your mouth out….but it was too late.

“Ohmygod!” You gasped as the spice suddenly hit you. It felt as if your mouth was on fire. You grabbed a glass of water and chugged it down but nothing changed. “Draco!” You yelled through clenched teeth as you stood up and ran from the room towards the Slytherin common room. You ran right into the bathroom and brushed your teeth, not one, but four times.

“That filthy pure blood prince.” You cursed as you looked at yourself in the mirror. You brushed your fingers through your hair and straightened the collar of your jacket.

You jumped out of your skin when you saw Draco standing just outside the girl’s bathroom.

“Ok listen Y/n, I’m really sorry for pranking you back there, I thought you wouldn’t react so badly to it…forgive me?” He looked at you with puppy eyes. You straightened your back and walked right past him, bumping his shoulder as you passed.

“Oh no Y/n. Not the silent treatment. Please don’t play this game love.” Draco pleaded but you weren’t going to let him win so easily. You walked into the common room and planted yourself on one of the green couches facing the fire.

Draco sat down beside you and you turned away from him.

“Y/n…I’m sorry…what else do you want me to say?”

You stuck your nose into the air a little and Draco sighed. He got up and sat on the other side of you so that you were looking at him. You quickly shifted your body so you were now looking the other direction.

“Don’t look at me if you love me.” Draco said. You didn’t move. “Aha I knew it.” He chuckled. “Don’t face me if you don’t love me.” Again, you didn’t move. “Damn..” he sighed and you hid your quiet laughs.

“Y/n if you don’t talk to me….I’m going to put my foot in the fire.” Draco said as he stood up and moved towards the fire. You turned towards him but you folded your arms stubbornly. “I’m going to do it,” he sneered as he lifted his foot and moved it towards the fire. “Just one word and I’ll stop.”

You didn’t even raise an eyebrow as his foot hovered closer and closer to the fire that was raging in the fireplace. He pulled his foot away right before it was about to touch the flames. “Ughh Y/n, baby please talk to me!” Draco pleaded as he moved towards you again.

“Please don’t make me beg Y/n!” Draco pouted, his bottom lip protruding and his eyes widening just enough to give them a puppy dog appearance. “Fine.” Draco got onto his knees in front of you and pressed his hands together.

“Im begging you Y/n! I beg for you to talk to me again! I’m sorry for what I did and you have every right to be mad, but I just hear your serenading voice again or i’ll risk going mad!” Draco pleaded. You didn’t even smile as you turned your body away from him again and moved your eyes back to the fire.

“Fine.” Draco stood. “You want to play hard to get? Two can play at that game!” With that, he stormed past you and out of the common room.

“Game on.” You smirked to yourself as you laid back on the couch and looked at the ceiling.

It’s been two days since the games started between you and Draco. It’s been two days of noses in the air, crossed arms, and ‘humphs’.

Draco had been holding out rather well, considering he was more than completely obsessed with you and usually couldn’t go four hours without touching you, nevertheless talking to you.

He stuck his nose in the air whenever he saw you and turned his back towards you. He was obviously determined to win. But you were even more determined. You were at the point where you wouldn’t even look at him when he entered the room and you pretended he didn’t exist.

“This has to stop Y/n.” Pansy told you one day. “Soon the whole school is going to think that you had some tragic breakup. Plus he talks about you nonstop when you’re not around.” Pansy rolled her eyes and you smiled to yourself.

“I’m not stopping until he gives in. I’m not going to lose.” You replied. “And what kinds of things does he sa-” you ended your sentence short as the door opened and Draco walked into the room. You closed your mouth and looked towards the fire. You heard Pansy scoff.

“Good evening Pansy,” Draco spoke as he sat next to your best friend. “I wanted to tell you that Blaise was looking for you. Last I saw him he was headed to the great hall.”

“Alright, thanks Draco. See ya later Y/n.” Pansy waved and you waved back. You watched as she left the room, letting the common room door slam behind her. It was just you and Draco now. You leaned forward in the chair and began to stand up but draco stopped you.

“You win.” He said to the ground and you froze. He looked up at you, his gray eyes twinkling. “You win. I can’t go another day without seeing you and talking to you. I miss your voice and the way you feel in my arms. And it’s only been two days!” Draco scoffed. “I’m completely obsessed with you! Please talk to me again. Please?”

“That’s all you had to say.” You smiled at him and his eyes went wide.

“What? I only had to say please? This whole time I could have just asked you and added please!?”

You nodded and Draco scoffed. “I got you this by the way,” you said as you picked up a plate from the ground and handed it to him. “A peace offering.” You smiled. It was a Boston cream donut.

“Well you’re too kind.” Draco smiled at you. He leaned back on the couch and took a large bite. Not even a second of the food being in his mouth, he spit it back out.

“Toothpaste!!?” He yelled as he threw the donut onto the ground and began coughing. You burst out laughing, having to hold onto the arms of the chair to make sure you didn’t fall onto the floor. “You’re disgusting Y/n!” Draco scolded as he picked the donut up and put it back on the plate. You could tell by the playful smirk on his lips that this meant nothing more than a joke to him.

“Now we’re even.” You giggled as he stood up and put the plate on a desk. He stood in front of your chair and leaned in so close your lips were mere inches apart.

“Yes darling. I guess we are.” He closed the gap between your lips and the two of you shared a passionate kiss.

You made a face when you pulled away. “Ew…tastes like toothpaste.”

Make a choice Dean Part Two

A/N: You asked for it. Sorry if it turned to crap halfway through. I got pissed off & lost the motivation to write.

Warnings: Angst.

Make a choice Dean Part One

Dean x Sister!Reader   Sam x Sister!Reader

Originally posted by devoiddean

Originally posted by spn-mostly

“You are my little sister. I promise you, you’ll never get hurt when you’re around me. My dream, it’ll never happen.”

“We’ll talk about this later Dean.” You said angrily, you didn’t want his apologies, you didn’t want anything, you just wanted to put as much space between you and Dean as possible.

So you did.


Three Months Later….

When you came into consciousness you couldn’t ignore the pounding that was going on in your head. You’d had headaches before, but never one like this. Slowly opening your eyes you realized it was hard to crack one of your eyelids opened, it was as if it was glued together. Feeling something dripping down your face towards your eye, you tried to move your hand to stop it, however you couldn’t move your hands. Looking down you saw that you were restrained to a chair as blood was slowly dripping from your head. You glanced around to take in your surroundings, however you felt your breath hitch when you saw Sam sitting next to you, fighting his restraints as he was also tied down to his chair. A knot in your stomach instantly formed as you slowly turned your stare towards what was in front of you.

Just as you thought, Dean was standing there pale as a ghost. He nimbly held his gun at his side as he started at the ground while what you assumed was a demon stood behind him.

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Track and Fuck

In the haze of the afternoon I can feel my uniform shirt starts to cling on to my back in places as it was soaked with my sweat. I was wondering what I am doing here. It was the annual national school games season and it was the first time our school’s track and field athletic went into the finals. Our overly excited principal got the entire school down to support our student athletic. I was constantly drinking up as the heat was unbearable. I can’t wait for the race to be over.

Everyone left the stadium after the prize presentation ceremony and awaits for the bus back to school. It was then, when I felt a pressure sensation radiating from my bladder. I needed to pee , all the drinking earlier must had contributed to it. I excused myself from my class and ran towards the nearest toilet.

The toilet was packed with the student supporters from Raffles. All of the cubicles and urinals were occupied. The pressure in my bladder increased and I needed to release myself badly. I remembered that there’s another toilet near level two and it was away from the main entrance, there shouldn’t be much people using it. I ran out of the toilet and make my way to the toilet.


I make my way to the second floor toilet, holding my bladder that was about to burst soon! Upon arrival, the toilet was rather empty, I quickly head to the nearest urinal and relived myself. I went to the sink to wash my hands once I was done. While washing my hands, I heard some weird noises. It sounded like a combination of heavy breathing and moaning sound, I decided to find out where the sound was coming from. I looked around the toilet, the sound was coming from the last cubicle in the toilet. I was uncertain if I should go near but curiosity got me. I carefully walked towards the last cubicle, making sure that I will not arouse any suspicion.


As I went closer, I noticed the sound getting more intense, the cubicle door was locked. Someone was in there, I was very curious to find out what’s going on in there. I went into the cubicle next to it and peep into next door to see what’s happening in there. I saw a guy in dark green singlet sitting on the toilet seat. As I took a closer look, I could recognised that he was one of Raffles’s track and field student athletic. He was half naked with his tights pulled down to his knees. He was holding his phone with one hand, and jerking himself with the other hand. With earpiece plugged in, this Raffles boy was completely unaware of the surrounding. I took a look at what he was watching on his phone and to my disbelief he was watching some gay porn on his phone.

I could not believe my eyes, the scene in front of me was indescribably erotic. I took out my phone and went straight to camera mode, I wanted to record the scene down. I must have been too eger to record the scene down that I forgotten to switch to video mode before pressing the button. Bright flash started beaming out of my phone as it captured image of the scene in front of me. The Raffles boy was completely caught off guard as the bright gleaming flash blinded his eyes.

“WTF!” the Raffles boy yelled out as he recovered from the shock and caught me in act. He quickly pulled up his tights while tucking his hardon in. He unlocked the cubicle door and dashed out towards me. I was panicking and didn’t knew what to do as I stood there awaiting for my doom.

The Raffles boy pushed through the door of the cubicle door I was in and snatched my phone away before pushing me off. I fell onto the toilet seat still shaking from fear.

He went into the gallery on my phone and saw his photo. He was blushing from embarrassment as he started swiping through my gallery to see if there’s any more pictures of him taken. That’s when he discovered photos of naked men on my phone. Those were images I gathered from tumblr, mostly gay porn. My secrets were laid bare in front of this Raffles boy.

“I… am sorry… I am… so so so sorry…” I stuttered as I tried my best to apologize. My hands were trembling as I gathered myself to say those words.

“Hey! Hey! It’s ok… Calm down… It’s ok alright… I forgive you, just calm down first.” The Raffles boy said, his voice sounded angelic and calming but that was not enough to calm me down. I was still shaking from fear as I kept on apologizing. I was about to burst into tears.

Upon seeing that, the Raffles boy went up to me and gave a tight hug. He whispered into my ears. “Hush … shh… it’s ok…”

I found comfort in his touch as he huddled beside me. I could smell him as his sweaty scent starts to invade my senses. I hugged him back. I could feel the wetness from his sweaty singlet but I wasn’t bothered by it at all, all I wanted to was to find comfort in his arms.

“It’s ok.. I am not gonna hurt you” the Raffles boy said as he gave me a few pat on my back assuring me. I recovered from the shock and started to gather myself.

“Here you go, don’t do it again alright.” The Raffles boy said as he returned my phone back.

“I am sorry, I just can’t control myself. The scene of you wanking is just too hot ” I said remorsefully as I confessed my feelings to him.

“Haha, well I don’t usually masturbate in public but it’s been weeks since I last released myself due to the competition and I can’t control myself too. So we are even now.” The Raffles boy replied as he stifled a grin.

“Haha ermm… so now what?” I asked

“Nothing , you are free to go.” He replied.

I was relieved that he let me off so easily, a few minutes ago I was still panicking with thoughts of what will happen to me. I should really get going before he changes his mind but a part of me wanted to stay. I stood there rooted to the ground, my body was unwilling to leave this Raffles boy.

“Don’t want to go is it? Don’t go then you got to help me out already.” The Raffles boy chuckled as he joking delivered that statement.

Somehow his words ignited the courage within me, I went up to him and planted my lips on his. He was caught by surprise at first but his raging hormones took over him. He pulled me closer to him, at first his kiss was small and gentle but then it grew bigger and more intense. He tasted tentatively with his tongue as he traced it across the bottom of my lip. The caress of his lips was so soft. Soon we started swallowing each other making the kisses even more intense. I let out a moan and so did he while his warm breath traveled into my face.

Our hands were busily fondling with each other’s body. I can feel his toned abs underneath the thin singlet he was wearing. He was playing with my nipples as he playful pinch them underneath my school uniform, every touch was intensifying. Lust completely delved into me as I got down on my knees, kneeling in front of the Raffles boy. I pulled his tights down as his manhood sprigged to life. In front of me was a 7inch cut dick waiting to be sucked. I didn’t managed to get a good view of it just now but oh boy he’s 7inch dick is beautiful, with just the right amount of veins popping out.

I looked up at the Raffles boy as he grabbed hold of his manhood and gave my face a few smacks with it before placing his shaft at my lips. I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around his shaft. I moved and started going to town on his dick. I was slobbering in it, I used my tongue, deep throated right off the bat. He was moaning in ecstasy as he gripped hold of my head pushing his dick deeper into my mouth. I was gagging as his 7inch dick hits the back of my throat.

“You like the taste of my dick huh?” The Raffles boy said as he continued fucking my mouth. His moaning started to get intensified as I could feel his dick twitching in my mouth. I knew he was close but I wanted to spend more time with him. I stopped sucking him and moved on to licking his balls instead. He probably knew I wanted more as he gave me the cheeky look with a grin on his face. It didn’t took him long to pop the question. “Can I fuck you” he asked as I nodded my head.

I got up as he guided me to turn my body around with my back facing him. He reached out to my school pants and unbuckled them before pulling them down to my knees. He grabbed my dick with my underwear still on as he felt the percum at the tip of my dick. 


“So horny huh?” He whispered into my ears as he pulled my undies down. I bent myself over with my hands holding on to the toilet bowl’s water tank as I prepared myself with what’s about to come.

Shortly after I felt a warm sensation around my butt crack. It felt warm and wet, it was definitely not a dick, the feeling was a little ticklish and very much pleasurable. I could tell that the Raffles boy’s face was very near my ass as I can feel him exhaling, it was then that I figured out he was rimming me. He was exploring my ass with his tongue as he moves around my butt crack sending shivers all around my body. I was moaning uncontrollably as the sensation felt so good especially when he was near my boyhole.

He gave my ass a few slaps before he spat on his hands. Using his saliva he lubed up his shaft and my boyhole. I was all prepared to receive this Raffles boy.

He slipped two fingers into me, preparing my boyhole for his 7inch shaft while constantly reminding me to relax myself. Once he felt that I was loose enough to take his manhood, he removed his fingers from my boyhole and spat more saliva on his hands before rubbing them onto his shaft.

“I am going in.” The raffles boy warned.

“Yeah, fuck me, fuck me hard” I begged. I was leaking badly from all the rimming and fingering earlier, I just want this Raffles boy’s manhood in my boyhole so badly.

He placed his dick at my butt crack before positioning it at my boyhole. He entered my boyhole stretching it wide with his 7inch shaft. I was moaning out loud, both from the pain and pleasure he was giving me. He covered my mouth with his hands to muffled the moaning sound as I was making too much noise. Soon his entire 7inch shaft was in as he continued pushing deeper into my boyhole hitting my prostate. He remained in that position for a while, soon the pain had subsided and I was feeling more pleasure instead. The Raffles boy started thrusting in and out out my boyhole. Everytime he goes in, he will make sure that he went in deep and hard hitting my prostrate. He was penetrating and fucking me till a point of no return. It didn’t took him long to stimulate me enough to made me auto cum. I cummed as I unload shots after shots of cum all over the toilet seat.

I Guess the sight of me auto cumming was too much for him to handle as he increased his pace and thrust me even harder.

“Ah fuckkkk, I am cumming in you” The Raffles boy moaned as his body started twitching before he unloaded massive shorts of his man load in me. I can feel his warm cum filling up my entire boyhole, some of his shots went deep in.

Both of us was catching our breaths as our body was recovering from the massive ejaculation. The raffles boy was still in me as his dick starts to turn flaccid. Shortly I started feeling something warm in me. The Raffles boy was pissing in my boyhole. Warm jets of pee was flowing into me as he emptied his bladder into me.

“That’s for taking my photo!” The Raffles boy joked before pulling out his already soft dick once he’s done.

I turned around and sat on the toilet bowl to empty my bowel. Warm flow of the Raffles boy’s urine mixed with cum flowed out of my boyhole. The Raffles boy helped me to wipe my ass clean once I was done. The both of us got dress and left the cubical.


That night when I reached home, I saw the image of the Raffles boy still in my phone, did he leave it on purpose ?

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a night out with the girls takes a surprising turn of events, and isaac’s not likely to deny his wife what she wants. (humor/smut)

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I love these books so much jfc. I wanted to make something other than the 15 pages worth of sketches I have in my notebook, and so here we go.

Family Dinner - Jimmy Darling Smut

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Request(s):  Can you do a Jimmy Darling smutty imagine where Jimmy is sad about his hands being different and Y/N comforts him and seduces him and they have rough sex? Dom!Y/N and sub!Jimmy?? Thank you so much -anon; Jimmy Darling smut please with some fluff ;) maybe he is insecure and the reader shows him how much she loves him :) -anon; A fluffy smut Jimmy Darling imagine please :) -anon

Type: Smut

Warnings: well it’s smut lmao so idk ??? 

Summary: Lately, your best friend Jimmy seems sad all the time, and when you find out the reason why, you try to cheer him up and you accidentally let him know how you really feel about him, and prove it to him when he doesn’t believe you.

Notes: GUYS IM HAVING SO MANY JIMMY FEELS RN SO EXPECT A HELLA LOT OF JIMMY IMAGINES SOON AKA TODAY // SEND IN REQUESTS OR PROMPTS (fluff or smut)!

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You and Jimmy had been best friends for as long as you could remember. His mother and your mother had been friends since before you were born, and when your parents got divorced and you and your mother fell on hard times, Ethel was there to help. “I knew that good for nothin’ fool wasn’t worth it,” Ethel had told your mom. She practically begged the two of you to come live at the Freakshow with them, and insisted that Elsa wouldn’t mind. So, you and your mother ended up getting your own caravan right next to Ethel and Jimmy’s, and since neither of you really qualified as “freaks,” you spent your time helping with things like the cooking, and setting up the show every night. So, over the past 10 or so years, you and Jimmy had beome very close, and you couldn’t imagine it any other way.


Lately, you had been so worried about him. He’d seemed really down in the dumps, and you couldn’t figure out why. After a few days of noticing that he wasn’t eating much and barely talking to you, you decided to try and cheer him up, and maybe find out what was bothering him. So you pulled out your mother’s favorite cookbook and began making some of his favorite foods: spaghetti and chocolate cake. You figured you’d invite him and his mother over for dinner like old times, and then when you got some time alone with him, maybe try and ask him what was wrong lately.


Before beginning to cook, you told your mother what you were planning, and asked her if she would ask the Darlings to come over around 6. So you pulled down a large pot and began cooking, seeing as it was already 5.

Originally posted by everybody-loves-to-eat

At 6:04, there was a hard knock at the door, and then Jimmy peeked his head around the corner. “Hey darlin’,” he grinned, before shutting the door behind him. He had a habit of calling you pet names like darlin’ or sweetheart, and you couldn’t say you minded. Far from it actually– you couldn’t remember a time when your stomch didn’t instantly turn into a swarm of butterflies when he called you something like that.


“Our mommas might be a while, they got caught up with Eve on the walk over.” he giggled a little, his dimples popping out.


“That’s alright, we can just hang out till they get here,” you smiled back, walking over to him. “I’ve missed you, Jimmy. We don’t spend as much time togther as we used to.”


He looked down at the floor, and although you could see a blush creeping onto his cheeks, you heard him mumble something along the lines of “Yeah, sure you have.”


You looked up at him, frowning, “What’s that supposed to mean? Of course I missed you, you’re my best friend.”


“Look, I’m sorry Y/N. It’s just that…I find it hard to believe that someone like you would actually care that much about a freak like me. You’re beautiful, and normal, and I’m not. I just can’t help feeling like you’ve only stuck around because my Ma’s friends with yours.”


Suddenly it hit you. “Oh, Jimmy,” you cooed, sitting down on the couch in front of him and holding his hands in your smaller ones, “That’s why you’ve been so distant lately? You think I don’t really care about you?”


He avoided your gaze and kept quiet. “Jimmy, I… I love you.”


“What?” He asked, his eyes suddenly flicking up from the ground and meeting yours. “What’d you say?”


You could feel your cheeks heating up rapidly, but now that it was out, you figured you had nothing else to lose, so you kept going. “I said I love you.” you repeated. “I’ve loved you since the first time I laid eyes on you, when we were 8 years old and I saw you eat a worm on a dare,” you smiled, and Jimmy let out a chuckle, remembering the first time you met. “I love you more than anything else Jimmy Darling, and I don’t plan on stopping anytime soon. And I’m sorry if I mess up our entire friendship by saying all this, but it’s too late to stop now. I don’t just care about you, I love you. And I never want to hear you say otherwise ever again, aright?”


Jimmy stood frozen in front of you, his eyes wide and his mouth sightly agape. He wasn’t speaking but he hadn’t removed his hands from their spot between your palms, so you supposed that was a good sign. “Please say something before I throw up from embaressment.”


“I love you, God I love you Y/N.” He gushed, kneeling down in front of you, “I just never said anything beause I thought you wouldn’t feel the same.”


“That’s why I didn’t tell you sooner.” You admitted.


“W-would it be okay if I kissed you?” He asked, glancing own at your still interlocked hands. You nodded vigorously, before leaning into him and pressing your lips to his, and you swear you saw fireworks. And even though it was the first kiss you’d ever had with him, he kissed you like it would be the last.


“I love you so much,” you mumbled into his neck, “so God damn much, don’t ever forget that.” You rested your hand on his thigh, not even meant to be in a sexual way, but you head Jimmy’s breath catch in his throat, and he swallowed roughly. “Oh, you like that?” you teased, smiling as you rubbed your hand up his thigh a bit higher, until your fingers were only inches away from his crotch.


“Mhm… you can keep going, i-if you want,” he mumbled, biting his lip, before leaning down to kiss you again. 


“Wait,” you pulled away slowly, panting, “if we’re gonna do this, we should probably go to your caravan, we don’t need our mothers walking in on me blowing you, now do we?”


Jimmy laughed, his dimples showing off again, “Oh, so you’ll be blowing me?”


You rolled your eyes, but could feel a flush creeping over your cheeks as the realization of what you had said hit you. “Shut up, just hand me that notepad and a pen so they don’t worry about where we went whenever they actually get here.”


He smirked, but did as you requested, so you scribbled out a note.

You then stuck it on the cabinet above the pot of spaghetti, and quickly followed Jimmy outside and next door to his caravan, which was next to his mother’s. Once he shut and locked the door behind you, you immediately pressed his back against the wall, threw your arms around his neck and crashed your mouth to his. Your fronts were pressed together tightly, and you could feel Jimmy getting hard as you continued kissing him. You reached down and popped the button of his pants open. “Is it okay if I…?” you trailed off, knowing that he’d know what you meant. 


“Please,” Jimmy practically whimpered, and you pressed your lips to his again. Without breaking the kiss, you pushed his pants and boxers down, and began pumping him with your hand. Jimmy let out a groan into your mouth, and you pulled away from him, to kneel down and take his dick in you mouth. You placed your left hand on his hip, and your right hand on the base of his cock. “Ohhh, fuck Y/N, don’t stop.”


But soon after, you did stop, just before Jimmy came. You stood up and started unbuttoning his shirt. Jimmy then kicked off his pants, as you leaned in, and whispered, “Go wait on the bed, baby.” 


Jimmy smirked and planted a few kisses on your neck, and then did as you told him and laid back on the bed. You undressed yourself in front of him, and looked directly at him as you unclipped your bra and pulled down your panties. It was taking everything in Jimmy to not reach down and jerk himself off to the sight of you, but he knew that what was to come would be even better.


As soon as you were completely naked, you climbed onto the bed and sat straddled Jimmy’s lap. You grabbed his dick and rubbed the tip over your soaking wet slit, recieving a low, gutteral groan from the back of his throat. “Baby stop teasing.”


You slowly slid onto Jimmy’s length, and he threw his head back and sighed with relief. His hands gripped your thighs and you began building up a rhythm, as you leaned forward an gripped Jimmy’s shoulder’s. He sat up and took one of your nipples in his mouth, while he raked his hands down your back.


You let out a loud moan, and reached down to rub your clit. “You gonna cum soon baby?” you asked breathlessly. But before Jimmy could answer, you leaned down and started leaving hickeys and wet kisses all over his neck and collarbones.


A couple seconds later, Jimmy’s panting got louder, and a few quiet moanes escaped his lips, and you felt him cum inside of you. You continued moving on him until you felt your own orgasm taking over, and you practically screamed with pleasure. Once you had caught your breath, you pulled yourself off of Jimmy’s dick, and stood up.


“How are you up this fast? I’m exhausted and I didn’t even do any of the work,” Jimmy laughed, as he watched you get dressed with his hands behind his head.


You chuckled. “I am too, but we gotta go. Dinner, remember?”


Jimmy groaned, but stood up and began getting dressed as well. You stood in front of the small mirror by his bed as you ran your fingers through your hair, trying to smooth it out. Once Jimmy was fully dressed again, he hugged you from behind and rested his head on your shouler, peppering kisses on your cheek. “You ready, doll? You look gorgeous.”


You smiled and turned your head to peck his lips. “Mhm.”


The two of you walked towards you & your mother’s caravan, with Jimmy’s arm draped around your shoulders. When you pulled the door open, you saw your mom and Ethel seated at the small table, talking and laughing,


“Hey ma,” Jimmy grinned.


“Hey you two,” Ethel replied, returning Jimmy’s smile.


“Did you have fun on your walk?” your mom asked, taking a sip from the mug she was holding.


“Oh yeah,” Jimmy answered, “And lots of it.”

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It was the early 1940s, when 12-year-old Charles “Bob” Martin, a Washington, D.C., kid who had always loved the water, decided to try to rent a boat. So he headed down to the waterfront to ask about the cost. A white man working there told him it would cost $5 to reserve a rowboat, plus a quarter for every hour on the water.

The next week Martin headed back to the waterfront with money he’d cobbled together from his job at a local pharmacy. He saw the same man with the boats for rent.

What happened next remains seared into his memory.

“This man broke my heart,” he said. “I said, ‘I got the quarter,’ and the man looked at me, and I’m quoting him now. He says: 'I don’t know why you keep running around down here to rent a boat, because we do not rent these boats to no — the n-word — so you can just leave here and just not even come back.’ ”

The encounter broke Martin’s heart. But not his resolve. “I’m going home crying to my mom,” Martin remembers. “I said 'Mom, I’m gonna get me a boat.’ ”

Around that same time, just upriver from where Martin was turned away, Lewis T. Green, a shop teacher at a D.C. high school, was trying to create a boat club for himself and other black boaters in the city. Green asked federal officials for permission to use land for his fledgling group, but didn’t have much luck. He eventually got the attention of the philanthropist Mary McLeod Bethune, who in turn contacted her friend, Eleanor Roosevelt, who was then-first lady of the United States. Soon enough, the Interior Department allowed Green the use of a small plot by the railroad tracks near the Anacostia River. It’s where Seafarers Boat Club — now Seafarers Yacht Club — began and where it still stands.

They Built Their Own Boating 'Shangri-La.’ Preserving It May Be Just As Hard

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True blood son...and daughter - Damian Wayne x Sister!Reader

Summary : Your first meeting with your half-brother didn’t really went well, both of you being quite hot headed…Slowly but surely however, you guys warm up to each other. 

It’s meh, I’m so dissatisfied with my writing lately…hope you’ll still enjoy it :

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-Don’t forget I’m the true blood son ! 

-Oh yeah ? That’s funny because you know what ? I’m the true blood daughter ! So your argument is invalid. Do you think before you speak ?

Your father looked between you and Damian, not knowing what to do…This wasn’t going how he wanted it to go at all. 

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Your first encounter with your half-brother Damian was…tense, to say the least. One day your dad came home with the boy, and boom, I guess you had a new brother. You were super excited. At least at first. You quickly realized that he wasn’t really…the nicest. 

Even before your father explained where he came from and all, you knew he was definitely your brother. He looked almost exactly like your dad when he was a kid. Almost exactly, because his eyes weren’t blue but green, and his skin was way darker than your father’s pale complexion. Other than that…it was like seeing a mini-Bruce. You hoped he wasn’t like your dad mentally too, because that was gonna be a nightmare…And he wasn’t. He was worst. Oh my god so much worst. 

The first words he uttered to you were full of disdain : 

-You look weak. 

Your father stiffened, ready to intervene. He knew that with you, this could go only two ways : you’d loose all control and fight Damian, or ignore him completely, much like your mother would. Your mother, Catwoman, champion in ignoring people that annoy her since the day she was born. You took the second option, and with a little smile that made Damian fumed, you turned away from him, going back to the work you were doing on the bat mobile before your dad emerged with your brother. Hum. Half-brother. 

But Damian wouldn’t have it. He already met the other batboys, and he made sure they knew that Batman’s TRUE son was home. He went too you, under your father’s gaze. Your dad was still ready to lunge forward between you two. 

-Did you hear me ? 

-Yes.

Damian was confused. Even Dick, who seemed like the most collected one, reacted to his provocations. And here you were, kinda ignoring him, a smug look on your face. He had to assure his superiority on you, and you had to react for it to work !! 

-You look very weak. 

-You already said that. Redundant. 

-You look like you…

-Hey, listen, I know what you did to Dick, Jay and Tim ok ? Won’t work with me, I don’t care about your little need to feel better than us. So here we go, I’m gonna tell you know : hey, you’re better than me. Cool right ? I bet you feel great now. 

-Well at least you know your place. 

Oh damn. You were doing such a good job. You were being so calm and collected, like your father taught you. You should have kept ignoring him, just like your mom did to people she didn’t like…You knew he was eventually going to say something that’d make you mad. And here. “Know your place” ? “KNOW YOUR PLACE” ? How dare he ?!  

You stood up to face him. He was almost as tall as you, even though he was definitely years younger, no more than 10, and you were already (your age). You were kinda short. Like your mom. In the corner of your eyes, you could see your father coming towards you, but you made him understand with your eyes that he shouldn’t intervene. You needed to do this. And so he stopped, and looked at you two. 

-Do you want me to teach you your place ? 

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She’s a person too - Cheryl x Reader imagine

Anonymous said: 
Can you do a Cheryl x Reader where you’re best friends with the main squad and nobody can see why you’re with cheryl and she’s low-key insecure about it until she hears you defending her and it’s all cute and fluffy

Originally posted by bettysarchie

I tried my best with this one, I hope It’s ok anon :)

warnings: none I think

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You were secretly hanging out by the bleachers watching as your girlfriend, Cheryl Blossom, practiced her cheerleading with the River Vixens. You always admired the way she put so much passion into it, and her confidence in leading the other girls. You were going to surprise her after practice since you know she’s been super busy and stressed out with everything that’s going on. You guys hadn’t spent much time together that week, so, since it was Friday, you planned a cute movie marathon date at your place after school.


 Cheryl caught your eye as she spotted you admiring her from afar and shot you a smirk, but, her smirk slowly faded away into something you couldn’t quite read as she stared at something beside you. You turn your head to see your friends approaching you, and lightly smile at them, but at the same time feeling bad for Cheryl as she’s expressed to you in the past of how she’s insecure of the way your friends don’t particularly like the concept of you two together.


 “So (Y/N),” Ronnie starts, “what could you possibly be doing here?” She teases. You smile and give your friend a light shove. Veronica was the only one in the group that somewhat approved of your relationship with Cheryl and she loved to tease you about it. “Seriously what ARE you doing here?” Jughead complained in his usual tone as he dramatically rolled his eyes. “Waiting for Cheryl.” You snapped back with a smile. “We’re gonna go to my place and watch movies once she’s finished practice.” You said matter of factly. “I thought we were all supposed to be going to Pop’s tonight?” Betty groaned. Shit. You completely forgot about that. “Sorry guys, I can’t today. I’ve been meaning to spend time with Cheryl.” You apologised. “Ditching us for her?” Archie teased. “I still don’t see what you see in her, (Y/N). She’s the queen bitch of riverdale, with a stone cold heart.” Kevin hissed, sounding more rude than he intended.


 You looked at your friends in complete shock. What was their problem with yours and Cheryl’s relationship? Why couldn’t they just support you? You were so angry at this point, ready to lay into Kevin for insulting your girlfriend, that you didn’t notice Cheryl watching from a few feet away.


“I can’t believe you guys!” you started, “You’re supposed to be my friends? all you’ve done since I told you about our relationship is hate on it! Can’t you take into consideration that Cheryl is going through a lot? Try to remember that she’s burying her brother. She’s a person too, you know. She has feelings, more than you guys know. If you took the time to know her, you’d see how sweet and beautiful she really is.” You let out all these built up feelings and it came out in a frustrated rush of emotion.


Your friends stared back at you, speechless. “(Y/N), I’m sorry. We had no idea we were making you feel this way, honestly. We really weren’t being serious.” Kevin spoke up. The rest of the group agreed. “Of course we support you, (Y/N). We know how happy Cheryl makes you!” Betty added. “You know what? Let’s invite her over with us to Pop’s next time.” Archie purposed. “You’re right, we should get to know her better.” Jughead said. 


You smiled at your friends, happy that they understood how you felt now and were willing to accept Cheryl. “Thanks guys.” You simply said and Veronica nudged you, “Speak of the devil” She playfully said as she pointed at Cheryl approaching. You turned your head to face Cheryl and the rest of the group left so you could have privacy.


“Cheryl..” You started. “I heard all of it.” She cut you off and embraced you in a tight hug. “Thank you.” She sweetly whispered in your ear. You pulled back and looked at her. “Anytime.” You softly said. “I’m so lucky and thankful to have you, (Y/N). God knows what I’d do without you.” She smiled weakly as she stroked your cheek. “Well I’m here forever, there’s no getting rid of me now.” You joked and Cheryl chuckled. “I love you.”… “I love you too.” And with that, you were off to spend the rest of the evening cuddling and watching movies together at your place.

“You Seriously Played Cupid?” Steve Harrington x Reader

Pairing(s): Steve Harrington x (Fem!) Reader

Note: Hello ! Thank you for leaving a request, I hope you enjoy this imagine as it was adorable to write !! All the love. Feel free to leave more requests. This takes place after season 2, so there’s spoilers for those who haven’t seen season 2 yet.

Request?: Yes ( Could you do a Steve Harrington imagine of being Dustin’s older sister who Steve’s got a crush on and Dustin is sick of the flirting so he makes up a lie that you decided to get back with your ex and Steve confronts you about it and you’re like totally confused and then catch on that Dustin made it up (when you see him spying) and so you just tell him why Dustin did it and expect him to turn you down and are surprised to find he likes you also?? And Dustin is happy but threatens Steve?)

Word Count:1649

Summary: Y/n is Dustin’s older sister and Steve Harrington has a major crush on her. Little brother Dustin will play cupid and try his hardest to get them together.

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How I became friends with Steve Harrington was pretty interesting. My little brother, Dustin, had dragged me out of the house since I was still busy moping around dealing with heartbreak, and help him find his friends, but to our luck, no one was there. While we were looking for Mike at his house we encountered Steve and Dustin dragged myself and Steve into his car like nothing. I must admit, it was weird but when my brother explained what we were doing I was slightly angry but mostly worried cos he’s still my baby brother. Steve was prepared to go down into our cellar and fight the baby demogorgon, but unfortunately it grew even more and escaped. We finally got contact with Lucas and told him the plan to meet us at the old junkyard to set it on fire like last time. That was when I witnessed him give my brother bad girl advice, but decided to stay quiet and let them enjoy their conversation. That was when I first started to feel something for Steve. He really cared about Dustin. I can’t lie, Steve Harrington is a very attractive person, but seeing this side of him made me feel something. Anyway, when we arrived we found Lucas and a new girl, Max, and the two boys were busy talking that it was just us three setting up the trap until Steve found them and told them to help. Our plan didn’t go as planned since there was more than one demogorgon. Steve putting his life at risk for all of the kids to be safe made me feel something even more. - At the time I thought it was just me wanting to move on, but Steve changed that.- When we left to go back to the demogorgon’s “home” we stumbled across even more trouble and we found Will and Mike on the way. Everyone else filled us in on what happened to them and we told them what happened between us. A new plan was made and I stayed behind with Steve and the kids to keep them safe while everyone else did something really dangerous. Although, we didn’t necessarily stay out of danger. Billy, Max’s brother, came and started a fight with Steve and Lucas. Steve defended everyone and got a bad beating before Max put Billy to sleep. Plus the kids dragged us to go to the center of the pumpkin field to the Upside Down. Everything after that was history.


Steve gave my little brother a ride to the winter dance, and I must say, Dustin looked adorable. After he dropped him off he came back over and we got to know each other much more than we did before. We spent so much time talking and laughing, I couldn’t help but fall for Steve Harrington. So the second he started flirting with me, I flirted back. He would put his arm around me and rest his head on top of mine. It was a new constant thing for us. I just never thought something could come out of it. It’s just playful right? The only person who knew that it definitely wasn’t just playful was Dustin.

   We were having lunch after school since our mom decided to go somewhere. I was peacefully eating my sandwich, when Dustin decides to finally speak up.

“You do know Steve likes you right?”

I did not see this conversation coming so I was surprised and choked on my sandwich.

“What? No he doesn’t Dustin.”

“You guys are so clueless, oh and Steve is giving me a ride to the Wheeler’s. Keep the flirting to a minimum. Oh and pick me up at 8 please.”

“Whatever and alright.”

I rolled my eyes at my brother when the doorbell rang.

“Can you get that? Also I need some money”

I went to get the door, and saw Steve waiting to take my brother to Mike’s.

“Hey it’s my favorite person, Is Dustin, my other favorite person ready?”

And just like magic, he appears running out of his room.

“Yeah, I’m here! Y/n money please?”

“Yeah here’s ten dollars, don’t spend it all and you can keep any change. Have fun Dustin and stay safe okay? Also I better be your favorite person Harrington.”

“I’ll be safe now by Y/n! Come on Steve I’m not going to be late.”

“Always. Bye Y/n.”

I watched a smirk leave on Steve’s face and I couldn’t help but blush after I closed the door. Steve Harrington will be the death of me.

While Dustin was getting ready to leave he came up with a plan to set the two of you up. Lying.

Dustin randomly sighed and just like he thought Steve spoke.

“What’s up pal?”

“Y/n is so stupid.”

“Uh… Why are you calling your sister stupid? Did she break your favorite toy? Or refuse to watch your favorite movie?” he says with a chuckle. Dustin should be arriving to the Wheeler’s after his answer and he’ll leave Steve hanging.

“No, Steve. She’s deciding to take her dick of a boyfriend back.”

With that, they have arrived at the Wheeler’s and he hopped out. Leaving Steve hanging.

“Wait!”

“Bye! Thanks for the ride, I really gotta go!”

And Dustin just walked into the house like he didn’t drop this on Steve. Steve just sat in his car for a while thinking about everything that left Dustin’s lips. He decided to head home and think about whether he’s going to do something to stop her from being with her ex, or if he’s going to let her go.

I checked the clock and saw that it was 7:45 pm, I grabbed my keys and headed out the door to go pick up my little brother from the Wheeler’s. I arrived right at 8:00, Dustin was out right at 8 and looked relieved to see me waiting for him.

“How was Mike’s today? Anything exciting?”

“Nah. I’m going to bed early goodnight.”

“What? It’s Friday and we don’t have school tomorrow.”

“I’m tired, goodnight y/n.”

“Goodnight?”

It was really weird to see Dustin going to his room so early. We usually hang out for a bit while we let it get later, but I guess I’ll go to bed early too. Although that didn’t happen. I laid there for 3 hours trying to sleep, tossing and turning until I finally fell asleep at 11 pm.

When I woke up at 10 am it was due to an excessive amount of knocking. I thought my mom was home but she left a note saying she was leaving to get some things. I reached the door and was surprised to see Steve here so early.

“Hey Steve, come in. You’re here really early… Is everything okay?”

“Hey, we need to talk.”

“Okay, What’s up?”

“Why are you getting back with your dick of an ex?“

"What?”

“Don’t play stupid, Dustin told me.”

I saw a movement by the door and saw Dustin’s curly hair. I get what he’s doing. That punk.

“Oh yeah? You said Dustin told you?”

“Yeah.”

“Steve. I’m not going back to my ex, Dustin only said that cos…

I’m gonna kill him… um, cos I really like you. I totally understand if you

don’t feel the same and I really hope this doesn’t ruin our friendship.”

“What? Why wouldn’t I feel the same? You’re absolutely amazing and

just stunning. I really like you too.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

Steve had a big smile on his face and he just lightly chuckled. I chuckled along him and we just laughed for a while until our laughter died down and we just made eye contact. Steve started to lean down and I went on my toes and met his lips halfway. When we kissed it felt like fireworks. Then Dustin popped out seeing his plan worked.

“Alright Harrington, off my sister.”

“You seriously played cupid?”

“Yes I did, and as much as I’m happy for you two, I have rules for you.

One: Don’t break her heart. Two: Treat her right.

Three: If she ever comes home crying because of you, you’re a dead man.

You hear me?”

“I don’t ever plan on hurting your big sister.”

“Do you hear me?”

“Yes.”

“Okay good, now please don’t ever kiss in front of me.”

Steve and I let a small laugh leave our lips as Dustin began to walk back to his room

“OH- I’m going to head to the Wheelers at 2 and meet with the gang! We’re going to the arcade later. Pick me up at 6?”

“ Alright be ready by 1:30 and I’ll drop you off. You better behave and be safe okay?”

“Okay and once again, Don’t hurt her Steve.”

“I won’t trust me.”

“I’m watching you Harrington.”

Dustin closed his door and left us alone. I couldn’t help but laugh.

"Did your little brother just threaten me?”

“Yeah he did, he’s very protective, but it’s very adorable.”

“I mean it you know. I don’t ever plan on breaking your heart.”

“Well I sure hope so.”

“I can’t believe Dustin played cupid and was very successful.”

“Well, he’s my little brother so that’s why he knew about my crush.

How did he know about yours?”

The blush did not go unnoticed by me as I saw Steve turn red.

“Do you talk to him about me?”

“Maybe a little…”

“Awh, Steve.”

I decided to put my arms around his neck and pull him down. I placed a soft kiss onto his lips and giggle when I pull apart from his.

“You’re too cute Steve.”

“You are too Y/n.”

Steve looked down at me and had his signature beautiful smile on his face.

“Can you believe we have Dustin to thank for this?”

With that we started laughing and thanked Dustin for playing cupid.