she is so pretty with red hair

She had this beautiful red hair, this beautiful skin, these beautiful green eyes, and she was looking up at me, holding, you know, for an autograph. And I said ‘Well, you’re the prettiest little thing I ever saw. So what is your name?’ And she said, ‘Jolene.’ And I said ‘Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene. That is pretty. That sounds like a song. I’m going to write a song about that.’
—  Dolly Parton on the fan that inspired “Jolene.”
Good Girls Don’t

There are a lot of things good girls don’t. They don’t laugh too loud, they don’t dress too short, they don’t swear and they don’t put themselves out there. They wait, and they do it while sitting properly in their pristine white dresses, with their hands crossed over their laps and their back sitting up straight.

There’s a lot of things good girls don’t and getting their panties wet every time they see a guy is definitely one of them.

You rubbed your thighs together as your fingers pressed tightly to the table you were sitting on, trying to hold on to a reality that was slipping away as you looked at him. You imagined the taste of his skin, and how it must have felt against yours when he was lying on top of you, and you thought about the fire of his kiss, and how it probably tasted like peppermint and just a tiny hint of sin. You thought about heaven and having him lie next to you at night.

The fire that had settled in your lower tummy was going to consume you all at any moment, and you shifted in your seat, trying to release some of the pressure that had built between your legs. You were definitely wet.

But as much as you tried, you couldn’t stop thinking about him, imagining yourself on your knees while your eyes obediently locked in with his. You imagined your lips wrapping around the two fingers he was offering to you, and the light bob you would do to take them all the way in, while your tongue pressed to them to suck them lightly, looking at him as his eyes, usually green and sweet, turned dark, the burning lust covering them as he gazed down at you. You even imagined the light gag of your throat as he pushed his fingers all the way in, and the moan that bubbled up from your very core when he slid them out, the strings of spit that fell down making you blush as you looked down.

“Look at me, yeah?” He would say, with his voice a little raspier than usual as he kneeled in front of you. “C’mon, kitten, look at me.” He would repeat his command slowly, a smirk curling up the corner of his lips as your eyes fluttered open to obey him. “Look at me while I fuck ya with my fingers, yeah? Use all that spit you left. Were you imagining my cock?” He would ask, his smirk growing bigger as you nodded, still unable to speak your own words, as your heart was knotting on your throat and beating rapidly at the sight of him. “You’re such a fucking good girl.”

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LIT MEME: [1/8] OTPS » james potter and lily evans

she was a very pretty woman. she had dark red hair and her eyes – her eyes are just like mine, harry thought, edging a little closer to the glass. bright green – exactly the same shape, but then he noticed that she was crying; smiling, but crying at the same time. the tall, thin, black-haired man standing next to her put his arm around her. he wore glasses, and his hair was very untidy. it stuck up at the back, just like harry’s did. harry was so close to the mirror now that his nose was nearly touching that of his reflection. ‘mum?’ he whispered. ‘dad?’

Sleepover-Sirius Black Imagine

Request: helloo i was wondering if you could do a sirius x reader where everyone knows they love each other but they don’t admit it & for some reason one day all the marauders are sleeping in the girls dorm (like a sleepover lol) but its v cold and they don’t have enough blankets, sirius and reader have to share and they wake up cuddled up to each other and just fluff?? 

Warnings: none

Requests are always open, hope you enjoy! xo


Sirius and Y/N had been in love since they first laid eyes on each other. The two were attached at the hip and seldom seen apart; in rare cases when they weren’t together, they were utterly miserable. Everyone knew they were in love-well, except them.


“Face it Padfoot, you’re in love with Y/N,” James said, smirking as he watched his best friend shoot daggers at the boy talking to her across the common room. 

“Shut it, no I’m not. She’s my best friend, I have to look out for her,” Sirius replied, clenching his jaw as the boy stepped closer to her.

“We’re her friends too, but you don’t see us getting angry just because some bloke is talking to her, Sirius,” Remus chided.

“I’m not angry,” he snapped.

“No, just jealous,” James chuckled, earning a pillow to the face.

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TWIN ANDREWS | juggie x reader

A/N: im hoping to turn this into a short series and i hope yous enjoy it!! please hit the follow button to be updated with my blog posts! this is my first time as a solo blogger so i hope you enjoy my writing!! im also looking for a co-owner that loves to write/edit!! enjoy my lil nugs - R🌹

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



“arch im kinda nervous”

i admit as we near the familiar diner

“you’ll be fine, it’s just Betty we’ve known her since we were in diapers don’t stress sis”

i huff my stomach turning as the neon sign comes into view

“i don’t know about this I haven’t been home for a really long time i think id rather just go home and rest”.

we pull into the parking lot and i turn to beg to my brother but he pulls the keys out of the ignition

“come (y/n) they are excited to see you, it’s been years at least come in for something to eat then I promise ill drive you home whenever you want”

i sit back and think it over before my brother starts again “dad wants me to help you ease back into it- it’s your first day back at school and wouldn’t you rather have people to talk with tomorrow so it’s not so-” he pauses

“terrifying” i finish

“i was going to say daunting but yeah terrifying works too” i huff
“fine but you owe me Archie big time” a smile spreads across his face as he gets out of his truck. “what have i gotten myself into” i think aloud copying my brothers actions and following him toward the entrance.

“oh and heads up I kinda didn’t tell them you were in town-”

i spin on my heels but he grabs my shoulders “it was supposed to be a surprise” he whines i run my hand over my face “fine- you’re so annoying you know that right”.

he sighs throwing his arm over me and walking me toward our normal booth we’re a spot Betty, Kevin & an unfamiliar raven headed girl.

“arch who’s the other girl-”

“(y/n)” i hear Betty call looking shell shocked

“i-i- I can’t believe your here I-” she chokes on her words.
things didn’t exactly end well between Betty & our friends when I left, after my parents divorce i went into a downward spiral and i was forced to leave with my mother no note no explanation to any of my friends as to where i was going or why and let’s just say i was terrified that they hated me.

“betts” i smile tears welling up

she looked so much older from when I last saw her the more I looked the more she looked different yet entirely the same. she stand from the booth her blonde hair swishing in her ponytail as she rushes over to wrap her arms around me pulling me into her warm embrace

“i thought you were never coming back” she whispers as she held me “me either” i whisper back crying slightly.

i pull away and wipe my eyes glancing to Kevin who’s jaw was lying on the ground “you going to close your mouth and come give me a hug or?”

he glances to me shocked with no movement as if he’s too scared to move in case I run “Kev!” i joke

I spread my arms as he climbs over the raven haired stranger and leap into my arms causing me to stumble back slightly.

“wow” he breathes pulling me at arms length examining me

“girl you got hot” he blurts

I laugh tearing up at the sight of my best friends “you finally grew your hair out im obsessed you look so so so good Chicago treated you well”

i run my fingers through my long red hair “thanks kev, it did it really did” “oh and you look so much thinner!”

I freeze at the comment catching my brothers gaze.

he senses my reaction and laughs stiffly

” I mean you look great, seriously” i breathe a sigh of relief laughing to cover my awkwardness.

“thank you i decided to loose a few pounds and well it worked!”

they smile at me “well have a seat we’ll order and we can catch up!” Archie offers and i nod slipping into the booth opposite Betty Kevin and the other girl.

“you going to introduce me to your pretty friend?”

i ask glancing at Betty

“oh of course this is Veronica Lodge-”

“Ronnie works” she smiles at me

“im (y/n) Andrews im-” “Archie’s twin?”

i nod “obvious?” i mentally face palm “yeah the red hairs a bit of a giveaway” i nod my brother sliding into the seat next to me.

“so you’ve met my sister ronnie” she nods sipping her milkshake “I sure have, will you be going to school this semester”

i nod “i sure am, now both the crazy red headed twins will be attending Riverdale hey arch” i nudge my brother.

it falls silent at my comment and i shift uncomfortably

“oh my god- what did I say?” i glance around Veronica looking equally confused.

“what other twins” she askes confused

“the blossoms..” i finish

“(y/n) I thought I told you about Jason in the car” i furrow my eyebrows at him “I just came from the airport arch i was half asleep and jet lagged i don’t think I was really paying all too much attention to you” i laugh.

“god please don’t tell me their dead- i was going to ask Cheryl for my spot back on the vixens, I miss cheer the girls in Chicago were awful”

still silence

“Jesus will someone tell me what’s going on” my brother touches my shoulder gently

“Jason was killed a few months ago- it was the Fourth of July weekend-” i zone out my breathe catching in my throat.

this is why mum didn’t want me to return home, there’s a murder running around. everything makes sense now while it seemed so eerie when I first got back and how mum refused to let me contact anyone from back home including Archie the past month.

“wow” i exhale “i had no idea- but polly oh my god Betty your sister must be devastated” she nods inhaling sharply let i said something wrong.

I glance down to my food not feeling hungry at all “um arch can we go home im not feel so hot I think I need some rest before tomorrow”

he nods “of course” “ill see you guys tomorrow” i smile waving goodbye to my friends before following my brother out of Pops and into his truck

“you okay?” i nod my attention slipping away “yeah just a lot to process that’s all” he nods pulling out of the parking lot driving toward home.

and you couldn’t help but think something was off something was missing or maybe it wasn’t a something it was a someone

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Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone - Chapter 12

He looked in the mirror again. A woman standing right behind his reflection was smiling at him and waving. He reached out a hand and felt the air behind him. If she was really there, he’d touch her, their reflections were so close together, but he felt only air - she and the others existed only in the mirror. 

She was a pretty woman. She had dark red hair and her eyes - her eyes are just like mine, Harry thought, edging a little closer to the glass. Bright green - exactly the same shape, but then he noticed that she was crying; smiling, but crying at the same time. The tall, thin, black-haired man standing next to her put his arm around her. He wore glasses, and his hair was very untidy. It stuck up at the back, just like Harry’s did. 

Harry was so close to the mirror now that his nose was nearly touching that of his reflection. 

“Mum?” he whispered. “Dad?“ 

They looked at him, smiling. And slowly, Harry looked into the faces of the other people in the mirror and saw other pairs of green eyes like his, other noses like his, even a little old man who looked as though he had Harry’s knobbly knees - Harry was looking at his family, for the first time in his life.

And It’s Like No Time Has Passed

without trying very hard at all you can see bob’s current Look™ in this

(ao3) (general warning for 4x13 spoilers just in case)


“Predictable.”

Bellamy looks up like he’s been caught, pushing up his glasses and smiling guiltily. For all the times Clarke drew him over the past six years– on every spare piece of scrap paper she could find, every blank stretch of wall in the lab– she never imagined him like this: hair shaggy and long, the sharpness of his jaw shadowed with stubble, wearing glasses.

Smiling, easy and relaxed.

It feels wrong that most of her memories of him are shadowed by tension, broad shoulders pulled tight, jaw muscle jumping, gaze hard and canny. A soldier in wartime. Her heart aches that she gets to see him like this, gets to see him at all.

“What are you trying to say, Princess?”

His voice makes her breath catch.

Six years of talking to an empty radio channel, hoping against hope that she’d hear his voice coming through, but never really expecting it to. And now he’s here, and he’s answering back, and it’s just– it’s a lot to take in.

“Leave it to Bellamy Blake to find his way straight to the armory,” she says with feigned exasperation, and he ducks his head, smiling. “Most of your crew is enjoying the feast we prepared for you guys, but not you.”

“You think I’m gonna waste my first chance in six years to really get away from Murphy?”

Clarke laughs and comes to stand next to him, watching as he meticulously cleans each piece of the gun before him, fingers deft and sure. It’s pretty hot, if Clarke is honest with herself.

And she’s learned to be very honest with herself the past few years.

They’re barely touching, his arm skimming hers every time he moves, but it sets her heart racing fast as ever.

Get it together, Griffin. You’re not seventeen anymore.

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memeroni-n-cheese  asked:

Inquisition romances reacting to hearing Cole talk about talk about how the inquisitor feels about them?

Cassandra: “Strong and brave but romantic on the inside, hiding it like crystal in rock. So beautiful it hurts, and sometimes she looks at me like she does and I feel like nothing can touch me.”

By the time Cole is done with his speech Cassandra is bright red, and everyone in the party gets a stern warning to forget they heard anything. But later, when they get a moment alone, she leans against him and marvels that somehow she was the one with the happily ever after.

Solas: “Wise and clever and funny when no one is looking. Soft whispers, gentle hands, exploring the Fade. His hands move when he talks, lights up from the inside when he is excited to share something.” 

It’s hard to make the Dread Wolf blush, but there is no denying the red that tries to climb up his neck. A sloppy kiss on the cheek from his Vhenan makes it worse, but even after he mockingly pushes her away the glow settles into his heart.

Sera: “Laughter and pranks, hard beams of the roof beneath us, funny words in funny places and when she smiles it lights up the whole tavern. She–”

The threat of arrows in unhappy places mean that the thought never gets completed, but Sera is sure to reward her honeytongue later for being so sweet.

Blackwall: Quiet and brave and sad, sometimes, but when he smiles he looks like a different person. Laughing and joking, sawdust in my hair and straw in his, a world away from the world. Happy, happy just with him.”

If the Inquisitor seems embarassed Blackwall will tell Cole to shush, but if not he makes no comment and simply presses the words into his heart– even as he knows he doesn’t deserve them.

Dorian: “Handsome  and clever, and so brave even though he doesn’t know it. Sometimes his mustache tickles when we kiss, and he talks to himself when he’s asleep. Kissing against the library shelves when no one is looking, hands in his hair because it makes him fuss.”

Dorian is still learning exactly how comfortable southerners are with his…whatever it is with the inquisitor, but when Cole’s soliloquy nets only gentle teasing he takes heart, and without a doubt will never forget the words that spell out how his Amatus truly feels. If he’s feeling very bold he’ll steal forward later and reward those words with a fast kiss.

Iron Bull: “Sometimes after we–”

After months of close quarters the Iron Bull has gotten pretty good at telling when Cole is going to start spouting off things that are best kept between two people. And besides, he has a dragon tooth around his neck and a the slow intermingling of their belongings in his room to remind just how he and his Kadan feel about each other.

The notched bed post is also a pretty good indicator.

Josephine: “So clever and witty, never flustered by the nobles but her eyes cross if I kiss the tip of her nose. She works too hard and takes on too much, but it makes me feel safe. Dancing and laughing, smiles and kisses and so much happiness, hope Leliana sees the happy. Her hair curls in the morning and when she wakes up she smiles at me like I made the sun rise.”

By the time Cole is done the Inquisition’s chief diplomat is bright red, but tears of happiness swim in her eyes as she lets her lover hip her into the kind of kiss only princesses in fairy tales seem to get.

Cullen: “So strong, so brave, taking on too much. His scar tickles my lips when we kiss, and he always closes his eyes when we do. Blushes and flirting, and when he holds my hand it feels right. He works too hard and worries too much, but when we were together the desk was more than a desk. Whole in the roof and stars in the sky, but he is the one who guides me when I’m lost.”

If the Inquisitor was not away on a mission it is very likely that Cullen would have simply imploded from embarrassment. As it is he flushes beet red, but a part of his heart is brimming with happiness, and maybe it is finally time to plan that trip to the lake…

–Mod Feredone

The Blonde Leading the Blind - Jughead Jones x Reader Imagine

Warnings: None

Request by anon: Hi! I would like to request something for Jughead maybe something like Betty and Veronica is trying to set up Jughead and reader, so they send them into a blind date or something? Thank you :)

I took a little liberty with it, in the fact that it’s technically a one sided blind date, but I hope you like it!

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WinterThunderIronShield (Quick Fic)

I just want you to know, I hate you guys for doing this to me. But I love this so (ugh) I reluctantly welcome another ship into the shenanigans that is my blog.

Enjoy :)
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“We need to have a talk.” Tony ripped his sunglasses off his face, tossing them onto the couch and folded his arms over his chest.

Bucky, Thor and Steve all looked at each other guiltily, then up at Tony as innocently as possible.

“What’s wrong, Tony?” Steve asked, dropping the recliner foot rest and leaning forward with a concerned look on his face. “Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, what’s wrong?” Bucky quit stuffing his face with a sandwich and wiped his hands on his jeans.

“Anthony, surely you know you can tell us anything.” Thor offered, sitting up from where hed been lying on the floor.

“Don’t act innocent with me!” Tony snapped. “The three of you have been… conspiring against me and I am done with it.”

“I have no idea what you are referring—”

“Can it Rogers!” Tony pointed a finger at him. “You, Big and Blond, have been taking my t shirts and replacing them with ones that smell like you. I am starting to look homeless wearing your huge ass shirts all the time. And you, Dark and Scary–” he jabbed his finger at Bucky. “Have been moving everything in the kitchen up to the top shelves so I have to ask you for help every damn time I want to eat something.”

“That is disgraceful.” Thor said, frowning, and Tony whirled on him.

“Oh no. No no no Thunderhead, don’t get me started on you. You have been leaving Mjolnir places where I have to be just so I have to call for you to move her. And then usually you don’t even move her, you just pick me up like a fucking cat and move me!”

“Like a cat?” Bucky muttered and Thor shrugged sheepishly.

“Not entirely like a cat, Anthony. I don’t pick you up by your neck, I simply scoop you into–”

“Stuff it!” Tony yelled. “Now I don’t know why you guys are making life difficult for me, but it stops NOW.”

“Tony.” Steve coughed. “We aren’t trying to make things difficult for you, we just want–”

“Um, we are trying to make it seem like—” Bucky hesitated. “I mean, we are only trying to–”

“You need us.” Thor said simply. “And if you need us, then the transition into a romantic relationship will be much easier on us all.”

Tony stared at him for a full minute, the muscle in his jaw jumping as he ground his teeth. “My brain just broke.” He said finally. “It’s broken. I can’t process this right now. You are telling me, that you three giant dummies have been messing with me for weeks because you want to… you want to…. I can’t even say it. I literally can’t say it. My brain is broken. I’m going to go get a drink. You three stay away from me.” He turned and stomped away.

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“What are those?” Eleven asked, looking at the bundle of dark red flowers in Jonathan’s hands. 

“These?” he held them out to let her look closer, “They’re roses. A special kind of flower for Valentine’s Day.” 

“Why are they special?” Eleven tentatively brushed a fingertip against the soft petals of one of the roses. 

“Because you get them for a girl you really like, the way I really like Nancy.”

“Love.” It was a statement, not a question. Eleven may not have been the best at speaking, but she was certainly good at feeling. Jonathan’s cheeks turned almost as red as the roses in his hand. 

“Yeah,” he ran his fingers through his messy hair, “I guess so.” 

“Pretty,” Eleven smiled. Jonathan reached into the bouquet and plucked one out, handing it to her. 

“Careful,” he said, “Sometimes the stems have thorns.” 

“But they’re not for me,” Eleven hesitated, her hand hovering over the stem.

“This one can be,” Jonathan assured her, “Like you said, they’re for girls you love. And I love you like you’re my little sister.”


An excerpt from a Valentine’s Day fic I wrote a while back. 

Drunk RFA Confession

this turned so long in the end yikes, but i couldn’t help write angst because im angst trash lmao also im sorry to all jakes out there (requests are open btw!) ^^


YOOSUNG

  • Yikes, Yoosung?? in Zen’s house?? with beer???
  • It can only mean trouble for this drunk little bastard 
  • He was feeling really depressed because he’s been failing at LOLOL, failing at his exams and worst of all, MC was on a date
  • His chest was hurting so much at the thought of his hopeless crush with another person so he decided to drink his problems away
  • Zen was really irritated because Yoosung was sobbing and kept saying that his princess was taken away from him and that he will never have a chance with her
  • But Zen slapped this boi and called MC over saying that he couldn’t handle any more of Yoosung’s whining
  • She led him back to his apartment, struggling to keep himself on his feet but he felt giddy when he felt MC’s arms wrapped around his waist
  • MC tucked him to bed and placed a wet rug on his forehead
  • He caught  her hand and started kissing her fingers, kissing her knuckles and she was so red
  • “Yoosung what are you doing?”
  • “To reward my love for her hardwork”
  • His love?? wait he likes her????
  • “Yoosung what are you talking about”
  • “You’re so pretty… I know I can’t be the perfect man for you and I cherish your happiness so I really hope this Jake guy you went on a date with treats you well, I love you” 
  • He brushes the hair from your face as he pressed his lips against yours and collapsed 

ZEN

  • Zen knew going to a club was bad and dangerous but he couldn’t help himself
  • He was going to play lead in another musical but he had accidentally broken his arm 
  • Zen protested and told the director he was going to be fine but told him that it was going to be too late and that they were going to find a new actor to replace him
  • He got really depressed and with the added fact that he recently saw MC with another guy laughing like they were on a date had him on the edge all week, that was his breaking point
  • He drank and smoked and was dancing with the girls at the bar trying to embed in his mind that it was MC he was holding but he just couldn’t imagine 
  • He was never really satisfied and had enough
  • He was stumbling when he reached MC’s door, knocking on it loudly
  • “Zen what are you doing out here, it’s late”
  • When she smells the smoke and alcohol in his mouth she couldn’t help but sigh 
  • Zen leans up against the door frame, puts his hands in his pocket and stares at her
  • “I’m sorry, but I had to see you atleast once tonight”
  • She pulled him in and made him sit at his couch telling him that there was no way she was going to let him go home in this state and offered to stay at hers for the night
  • Zen was really embarassed and while MC was draping a blanket around his body she kissed his forehead and sighed
  • “I thought we already talked about your drinking and smoking habits”
  • “I know.. and im ashamed that you get to see me like this, if that Jake dude ever hurts you, come to me I- I’ll be there for you, always. I’m just sorry I can’t be the man for you with all these habits… I love you”
  • Then he softly kissed her left eye and proceeded to kiss her lips gently before completely passing out on the couch
  • MC has never been so flustered 

JUMIN

  • They were celebrating yet again another engagement party of Jumin’s father
  • It was in a hotel venue and Jumin was free to invite a plus one so he decided to bring MC along
  • But his spirits deflated when MC said she couldn’t go because she had a date
  • So all night he was distracted and all night he kept subconciously reaching out for wine
  • He kept checking the messenger and when they were all teasing MC about her date and that she was the first to have a lovelife he couldn’t help bit feel a pinch in his chest
  • Screw that it felt like there was something impaled at his chest 
  • He can just imagine MC and her date sharing jokes, hugging… kissing
  • His grip on the glass tightened as it spilled on his thousand dollar suit
  • Jumin excused himself from the crowd because of his embarassing display and headed straight for the washroom
  • He collided with someone on the way and was about to scold them when he saw the familiar face and his glare suddenly disappeared into a soft gaze
  • MC was there and explained that they had a dinner date here and they had just finished.
  • Jumin wrapped his arms around MC as he inhaled her scent.. her scent. Not a trace of another man, meaning they haven’t displayed those actions and so Jumin was fast to claim them
  • Trying to place his scent on her trying to mark her as his
  • Jumin then realized that he must be drunk enough for him to get this bold
  • “Jumin you smell like spilled wine” She pushed herself off of him
  • “That’s because it is, darling” He smiled fondly at her, stroking her hair
  • “Get changed” 
  • “I don’t have any spare ones, but i’ll gladly head home so you can tend to me” jumin calm down
  • “No thanks but i’d see you off to your car atleast”
  • “Sounds good to me”
  • She led him to his van and adviced driver kim that he be sent home 
  • “Thank you MC… You’d be a good wife. I hope that he treats you well but remember that I will always hold you dear to my heart. I love you”
  • He kissed the top of her head as he held her waist

JAEHEE

  • Jaehee had been really stressed about the coffee shop that she owns with MC because she’s been out on a date while Jaehee basically suffers handling extra because of MC’s absence
  • Not to mention how cranky she has been all day, scaring customers away and often getting orders wrong
  • She has never been such a wreck until today 
  • She was on the verge of tears as she popped open a bottle of soju and drank away the sorrow of lost customers and broken hearts
  • Jaehee always had this hopeless crush on MC but seeing her with someone else really broke her
  • She suddenly started to laugh loudly to herself, her voice echoing through the empty coffee shop
  • “MC will never like a woman like me, a woman with no elegance, who’s such a stuck up while she’s out there reaching out to people and shining for them”
  • She was saying all these compliments about MC loudly 
  • And again laughed at how ridiculous the situation is 
  • So she dialed Zen’s number thinking that she could get some release by having to talk to someone about it
  • “Hey Zen, ugh im sorry to call, im just really stressed right now”
  • She started to talk about how she was too unfit for MC and afterwards started complimenting her yet again
  • “I just.. I just love her too much”
  • “Jaehee have you been drinking?”
  • She was startled when she heard a sound of a feminine voice instead of a male one though
  • Oh shit she accidentally called MC
  • She sighed through the phone 
  • “I’m sorry I didn’t get to help you today.. but look up”
  • Jaehee did and saw MC through the glass windows smiling, a phone at hands, and two cups of coffee on the other

SEVEN 

  • The stress of previously working from an intelligence agency is greater compared to his current job but there will still be some bad days 
  • And today is one of those days
  • “You’ve been really cranky lately, what’s gotten into you?” Saeran asked as he rolled his eyes
  • Seven grunted as he continued to angrily type, muttering the words ‘date’, ‘MC’ and ‘Jake’
  • Saeran snickered as he opened a tab to a CCTV footage of her so called date
  • “Stop it, im trying to work” 
  • Seven had enough and closed the footage, allowing him to work more efficiently
  • After he had done a few assignments and Seran had gone back to his room, instead of chugging down his usual Phd Pepper he opted for the beer Zen once left when he visited
  • He was getting drunker by the minute and when he heard that someone got through his security system he was alerted
  • MC was there smiling while holding out the bag of ice cream she had bought
  • “Hey Seven! I bought you and Saeran Ice cre-”
  • “Are you stupid MC?!”
  • “W-what are you talking about?”
  • “I thought someone broke in ugh! I should’ve never given you the answers through my door”
  • “Why don’t you just stop meddling with my life! You’re so annoying, even back in the apartment you were annoying. Why can’t you just leave for one second”
  • “Fine then i’ll do you a favor and leave for more than a second, i’ll give you forever!”
  • “Suit yourself, go run away with that stupid Jake boy”
  • MC stood menacingly towards Seven
  • “Do not bring him into this”
  • “Aww little MC’s sooo inlove, yeah yeah just get out of here” Seven crossed his arms
  • MC eyes pricked with tears as she threw the ice cream at his feet
  • “That was supposed to be for you, since I knew you were stressed lately but who cares, tell Saeran I said hi… or goodbye”
  • She wiped the tears using her sleeve and quickly left the house
  • Seven tched as he picked up the Ice cream and suddenly sobbed, curling his body and running his fingers aggresively through his hair 
  • Saeran came in and was confused as to why Seven was acting like that
  • He saw the food and connected the pieces together
  • “You idiot.. MC was coming to bring you this didn’t she, what did you do”
  • Saeran held Seven’s collar, pulling him up
  • “What did you do?!?”
  • After a punch to his face, Seven tried to catch up to MC seeing as she wasn’t too far but his drunked state didn’t help but impede his running
  • When he spotted her he shouted her name at the top of his lungs not caring wether other people hear him
  • But he broke when he saw MC’s tear streakened face
  • “MC I’m sorry! I’m stupid and I’m sorry! please… I love you”
  • MC was shocked after hearing those words but still she turned around
  • ….and left
Picking Up Chicks (NSFW)

Originally posted by alessia1995

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Summary: Picking up girls at bars is rough, except when it isn’t.

Warning: Smut

A/N: Wanda smut requested by @soldatbarnes! Happy Pride Month! Enjoy a lady love fic!


Flirting with girls at bars was always nerve-wracking but she, god, she was going to give you a heart attack before you even made your way across the room. The way her long brown hair flowed down her back over her red leather jacket, her green eyes that twinkled when she laughed with her friends. She was just so fucking pretty.

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Southside - Jughead X Reader

A/N: This is based off the latest/season finale episode. Don’t read if you haven’t watched as it contains spoilers!!! 

Warnings: Swears? A lil bitta smut ;) My usual warnings I guess

Word count: 4346 (my longest by far!!!)


As you walked towards the your two raven haired friends, Jughead and Veronica, you started to think about how Juggie’s life was turning upside down, he had to move back t the Southside, live with a foster family, and go to Southside high, the gang was worried about him having to attend Southside High, but you were from the southside, so you knew you could take care of your best friend no matter what, plus you already planned to sneak into Southside high every couple of days to check on him.

Your thoughts stopped when you reached the table, “Can I sit?” you asked Jughead and Veronica, “Y/N, of course, take a seat with the outcasts” V smiled as she gestured to the seat next to her.

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  • Jon: I was a bastard, raised along with Catelyn Stark's children. She was beautiful, had long red hair, but she hated me.
  • Jon: Ygritte was a Wildling, my first love. She was so pretty, wild tangles of red hair.
  • Jon: And then I was brought back from the dead by a red witch. Everything about her was red.
  • Jon: I never thought I would see Sansa again, at first when the sun shown on her I thought she was her mother, and then she turned and I saw her face.
  • Dany: I'm sensing a pattern here...

Here’s a silly one. Rank Katie’s roles in terms of hawtness (@rtracker).

Alrighty. This killed me, because personally, I would just choose them all. Can’t I just have them all??? It was almost as difficult as having to decide which character I would date (a high point in my life), so thanks for that! But first I had to consider my criteria for Maximum Hawtness™. It was necessary. I mean we all know Katie is gorgeous and hot af no matter what. So instead I had to consider things beyond Katie’s perfect face.

Sooo personal style, attitude, the way she carries herself, innocence vs. …naughtiness? Sauciness? Can that be a thing? Sure! Oh, and chemistry and interactions with other characters. That’s a big one. Leaving out the usual characters. So here is my list.

1. Kate Foster (But of course!)

Pretty sure a lot of you have seen me freak out about Kate. When it comes to judging hawtness, I am all for the sharp and pointy. When did the question of wanting fries cause anyone to become uncomfortably aroused?? When Kate Foster asked the question, that’s when! Kate is smooth, seductive and she spends pretty much her entire date with Erica looking like she is ready to rip her clothes of with her teeth. …Yeah that’s pretty hot. Bonus points for the lingering touches and the sex hair the morning after. #shooketh

2. Lena Luthor

Originally posted by luthorial

The perfect combination of sharp and pointy and soft and squishy. There is definitely something about her that has drawn so many in. The heart-eyes, the perfect buns, the eyebrows, the lip-bite, the red lipstick… Then there is the fact that she dresses like she’s on her way to view the next big line during fashion week (That Magenta Coat™ tho). Speaking of the lip biting, heart-eyes, and eyebrows, is it me or is Lena more flirty than pretty much all of Katie’s characters combined? Throw all of that on top of the fact that she is an angel and classy af and you can just consider me deceased.

Pssst. If you are for any reason interested in more of Katie being hot and/or my somewhat warranted opinion/endless thirst, keep reading! Ok let’s move on.

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For me, the best part of this entire episode was not Captain Charming. 
It was not Killian and his silly grin of pride, showing his ring to Archie.
It was not Prince Charming and his best bro, doing grade 12 chemistry.
It was not Killian being so so nervous and adorable about his bro’s blessing.
It was not Charming’s complete acceptance and approval of Hook. 

It was in fact, my precious little blonde baby. My precious little blonde baby in her beanie and her pretty red coat, and her long blonde hair and her big, big SMILE. Emma Swan has literally been suffering and stressing for YEARS, and today she got to go canoeing with her son, get kissed so good by her pirate that she forgot the entire world, and got to curl up with malt ball soaked popcorn. She got to smile and giggle and have bright eyes and no worries. Emma Swan is the most precious specimen I have ever seen in my life, and seeing her happy today was literally everything I never knew I needed. 

Summary: A new couple moves into the house next door to you and your fiancé, Steve. And they aren’t all they seem to be. 

Pairings: It’s a surprise! (hehe) 

Warnings: Violence, Cursing, Drama, Implied Sexual Relations

Welcome To The Neighborhood


It was a beautiful day in suburbia. You and your fiancé, Steve, had just bought your new home outside the city. It was a lovely little neighborhood, lots of children playing and friendly neighbors. It was perfect.

It was a perfect medium for both of your jobs. Steve worked as a lawyer in the city and you had a cozy little job as high school teacher. You were both home in time for dinner and usually had the weekends to spend plenty of time together.

This particular day you both had off. You were in the kitchen chopping up fresh vegetables and preparing other items for the dinner this evening while Steve was in the backyard making sure the new grill he bought from Home Depot worked.

About a week and a half ago a newlywed couple moved into the two story house next door. Steve took it upon himself to go over and offer to have them over for dinner one night. They happily agreed, Steve was so pleased with himself he practically skipped around the house for the rest of the day.

“Steve!” You called as you began chopping the onions to cook with the chicken.
“Yeah!” He peeked his head through the sliding glass door, there was smeared charcoal from the grill all over his face.
“What time are they supposed to be coming over?” You giggled, wiping your hands on a dry towel.
“Uh, I said around 6, so,” He looked down at the watch on his wrist. “About an hour.”
“Jeez, alright. Well, everything is prepared it just needs to be cooked. So, why don’t you and I both get cleaned up? You look like a chimney sweep, hun.” You laughed.
He huffed with a smile, “Probably not a bad idea.”


You were just finishing up your makeup when the doorbell rang.
“I’ll get it!” You slipped on your heels and carefully walked down the stairs and to the front door. Upon opening it you were met with the bluest eyes you had ever seen. Even bluer than Steve’s. He was strikingly handsome and she was stunningly beautiful with her red hair displayed in delicate curls. 


“Hello, you must be Mrs. Rogers.” Blue eyes spoke. His voice made you weak in the knees, you thought you might fall over at any moment till Steve saved the day.
“Hey, I’m so glad you both could make it!” He beamed, shaking hands with blue eyes. “Mr. and Mrs. Barnes, this is my fianceé, [y/n].” Steve introduced you. You quickly shook yourself from your trance and smiled, politely shaking both of their hands.
“Please call me James,” James said, squeezing your hand slightly before letting it go.
“And I’m Natasha,” Natasha smirked.
“Please, please come in. Make yourselves at home.” You said slightly flustered. Good God he was one handsome man. Natasha was a lucky woman.

/ / /
“So, what’s your line of work?” Steve asked James, before forking a hunk of chicken into his mouth. You listened with intrigue.
“Well, uh, I’m an exterminator.” He answered, taking a sip of the red wine you had bought specially for the occasion.
“Exterminator of what?” You asked, talking was your only way to keep your thoughts from flying out of control. James’s flicked across the table to you and you felt your legs instinctively press together. Thank God you had a killer poker face.
“A variety of things. I specialize in all kinds of, vermin if you will.” He said bringing the glass to his lips again. Silence fell upon you all. Steve was happily munching away at the chicken he had grilled successfully without burning the house down. You poked your fork mindlessly into the caesar salad trying to think of something else to talk about to keep your mind off how James’ stare made you feel.

“So,” Steve started, wiping his mouth with a fresh napkin. “How long have you two been together?”

Natasha smiled as she reached a hand across to James who grinned lovingly back at her.
She sighed, “We met in college. He was studying history and,”
“She was an art major.” James interrupted. “The minute I saw her red hair and her green eyes I knew, I was done for.” He joked. “What about you guys? How’d a lawyer and a school teacher meet?” James asked both of you, though his eyes were once again on you.

You coughed and looked over at Steve,
“Pretty similar story actually.” You said. Steve nodded,
“Yep, I met her in my college English class. She was acing everything and I was falling behind. So,” Steve chuckled before finishing his sentence. “As a dumb college kid who doesn’t know how to talk to a pretty girl. I asked her to help me study, and the rest is history.”

James laughed, “Now that’s how it’s done, Steve.” Natasha shot you a look as if to say, aren’t they just ridiculous? You giggled in agreement which caught the attention of the boys.
“What are you two giggling about?” Steve wondered.
“Oh, nothing,” Natasha smirked.
“I don’t buy that for a second, y’know, I can read Nat like a book. She’s a terrible liar.” James teased earning a light slap from her.
“I am not!” She protested.
“[Y/N] isn’t too good either.” Steve blabbed,
“Steven!” You objected, shooting him a glare but you couldn’t help but giggle.
“It’s true!”
“It’s alright, [Y/N]. I bet you got the goods on him just like I do with James.” Natasha leaned over to poke your arm playfully.
“And what goods are those my I ask?” James questioned her.
“I don’t think you’d want our new friends to know.” She challenged. James lifted an eyebrow at her statement.
“We’re all adults here, aren’t we? Besides, I know you’re bluffing.” He squinted his eyes at her. Steve scooted closer to you as you waited for Natasha’s next move.
“Alright then,” She began, turning to look at you both. “James comes off as the ultimate alpha male, right?” She asked, but you were unsure if it was a rhetorical question so you refrained from answering. Better keep your thoughts in your head.
“Well.” She continued to your relief. “In the bed department, he prefers I take control.” You involuntarily jerked your knee underneath the table as the image of James underneath you appeared in your mind. 


“You alright?” Steve asked with concern, placing a hand on your thigh.
You nodded, “Yeah, I thought something touched my leg, sorry. Please continue.” You laughed nervously.
“Oh no, that’s the biggest piece of dirt I have on him. I mean imagine my surprise when I agreed to go out with him thinking he was this strong, tough man.” Natasha rolled her eyes.
“If that’s dirt than I don’t care, cause I’m the only one that gets to look up at you every night.” James growled, pulling Natasha into his lap roughly. She giggled wildly as he nipped the base of her neck.

Steve placed an arm around you and you leaned into him. Steve was your fiancé you reminded yourself, you had him to look forward to seeing every night. And that wasn’t bad at all.

After more drinking and storytelling, you and Steve walked them to the door.
“It was lovely meeting you.” You grinned, as Natasha pulled you in for a sweet hug.
“Oh absolutely, we must do this again. I had so much fun.” She beamed.
“Yes, we should make this a weekly thing.” Steve suggested, his hand falling to rest on your waist.
“I hear that!” James agreed before his eyes looked to you. “It was lovely meeting you, [Y/N].” He took your hand in his and squeezed it gently, “Maybe we can bring the party to our place next time?” He offered.
“Sounds good! Have a nice one!” Steve said before shutting the door.
“Well, they seem like a fun bunch don’t they?” He chuckled.
“Sure do.” You agreed, following Steve upstairs to the bedroom. You needed to rest.

/ / /

“Did they shut the door?” Natasha asked, her head resting on James’ shoulder as they walked hand in hand back to their house.
“Yeah. We’re good.” He said and she immediately let go of him.

As they shut the door to their own house, Natasha kicked off her heels.
“Did you do it?” James asked, unbuttoning his shirt.
“Placed one under the dining room table and one in the kitchen when I helped her with the dishes.” She replied.
“Perfect.”
“You like her don’t you?” It was phrased as a question but she knew the answer already.
“Stick to the mission, Tasha.” James stated defensively.
“I am.” She told, “But the question is, are you?”


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