she looks like a princess who cant stop moving her hands

About Last Night - KJ APA SMUT

Requested ?: Yes

Anon Said: Hi?? Are requests open? I was wondering if you could do a KJ Apa smut where maybe the reader plays Veronica and he’s watching when Veronica and Cheryl have the dance off and maybe KJ gets a little excited and so the reader has to help him out in his trailer??? 

Warnings: Daddy Kink (bc my kiwi kutie is daddy af),SMUT unprotected (oral m on f) & somewhat fluff

Originally posted by storycrackimagines

“Babe hurry you’re gonna miss the first half” I whined positioning myself on the couch “Princess you wanted the popcorn” KJ chuckled making his way into the living room “oh hush”.

KJ placed down the popcorn which I gladly took a handful of “thanks babe” I mumbled with some already in my mouth. As the opening to our show ‘Riverdale’ began KJ made himself comfortable sitting with me in between his legs,back pressed against his chest. 

I smirked to myself silently watching how Madelaine and I’s hours of choreography it truly looked better on screen. KJ began to shift making me get up from my warm place “Babe what’s wrong?” I questioned KJ completely ignored me shutting off the tv “nothing’s wrong Princess” he spoke lowly the look in his eyes made me feel hot “I was thinking about that body” KJ licked his lips crawling over me “KJ” my voice timid “shh baby just relax” he prepped kisses down my neck causing me to moan.

I could feel his hardened member on my thigh so I palmed him through his sweatpants KJ growled “don’t tease me princess” his voice in my ear. KJ moved back hovering my body as he removed his shirt revelling his deliciously toned body.  His hands roamed under my shirt up to my breasts where he discovered I had no bra “already?” he smirked “it’s comfortable” I smiled up at him. KJ pressed his lips against mine feverishly as his hands kneaded my breasts causing me to moan out allowing his tongue to slip through.

KJ pulled away to remove my shirt then quickly reattached our lips together again “I want you now” he spoke between kisses I pulled away and looked at him “then take me” I smirked this was enough to set KJ off. He jumped to his feet and picked me up throwing me over his shoulder as he raced upstairs to our bedroom I giggled excited for what was to come.

Once in our room KJ threw me on the bed wasting now time removing my pants and underwear “fuck” he muttered more to himself than me causing a blush to creep up on me “so gorgeous and wet” he spoke as he kneeled before me. KJ began leaving a trail of hickeys up my thigh to my core his hot breath causing me to shiver “stay still don’t cum till I tell you” he warned placing two fingers in me. I felt my back arch off the bed his callused fingers always gave me the best satisfaction “faster” I moaned as I felt his tongue pass my folds.

He went faster with both his fingers and tongue as he took pauses to suck me “Damn KJ” I cried out clenching my walls. KJ pulled back sensing i was close, he got up and removed his sweatpants and boxers he moved to hover over me “you naughty girl you almost came” he paused just over my lips “even when Daddy told you not to” he tisked “bad princess” he kissed my lips I wrapped my arms around his neck wanting him as close as humanly possible.

I shrieked feeling him thrust into me roughly “KJ” I cried through the kiss he stopped his movements looking at me lustfully “Daddy please move” I practically begged him. KJ smiled and nodded “as you wish princess” his hips connected with mine at a fast and hard pace. 

KJ grabbed my hands interlocking his fingers with mine as he left lovebites on my neck. I loved how KJ could be so rough yet gentle if you get what I mean. “Daddy I have an interview tomorrow I cant have marks” I whined “who cares I want the world to know you’re mine and only mine” he look down at me with such passion “and don’t even think about pulling makeup to cover it” he informed.

I felt my the ever so familiar feeling rising within me “faster Daddy faster” I cried “Princess I don’t think I cant last so long” his chest heaving in and out as he held onto the headboard for more support “me neither” I moaned feeling him hitting my g-spot “right there Daddy”.

KJ’s movements became uneven and sloppy with one final thrust we both came   moaning in unison. We took our time coming down from our high then KJ pulled out rolling to lay next to me “man if I would have known you’d act like this after the dance off. I would have asked them to add it in earlier” I giggled turning to face him “I love you” he beamed kissing my nose “and I love you” I smiled snuggling into his arms drifting off to blissful sleep.

*The next morning*

“Welcome to CleverTV we’re on with Riverdale’s Y/n Y/L/n aka Veronica Lodge” the interviewer introduced me I smiled and waved at the camera “Hi thanks for having me” I moved a strand of hair behind my ear “whoa that’s quite some dark marks on your neck” she chuckled “um yeah” I blushed remembering last night’s events “wonder who gave you those” she quirked a brow looking to the screen behind us that showed pictures of KJ and I either kissing in the streets or walking hand and hand “tells us about last night’s episode. What was KJ’s reaction to Veronica’s dance off with Cheryl?” she questioned 

I suddenly felt hot “um he enjoyed it” that was all I could say about it I mean was I supposed to tell her it lead to hot sex? no she smirked at me “enjoyed it huh. He’s a lucky man” she smiled “not as lucky as I am to have him in my life” I beamed she awed “that’s too cute”.

*later that day*

I got home feeling all gushy inside the interviewer asked me about my character ,who i thought killed Jason and my relationship with KJ it all made me feel happy. 

I opened the door surprised to see KJ standing right in front of me “Princess I’m lucky to have you in my life. You complete me” KJ spoke as he embraced me “We’re both lucky to have each other in our lives” I smiled pulling away to give him a quick peck on the lips “love you” he hummed “love you” I sang back.


Drive In Confessions

Word Count: 1,711    

   A/N: This was requested by NoaCohen17 on Wattpad, i hope this is what you wanted!

Originally posted by betty-and-jughead


    It was the last night that the Drive In was going to be open, and as expected Jughead was upset. He had been a mess all night, although Y/N was the only one who knew it, he wouldn’t dare to show anyone else how he actually felt. They knew he was upset of course, but they never saw him cry over the matter like Y/N did, she was his absolute best friend and his crush. The Drive In had a final showing, and everyone left as soon as the movie was over, everyone except for Jughead and Y/N. They sat on the ground on a blanket discussing the next movie they were going to watch.    

    “Whats next?” Jughead asked quietly, and Y/N shrugged.    

    “Whatever you want Juggie, this is your night.” she said tenderly.    

    “No, its our night, this was our favourite hang out and its about to be demolished. This is just as much your night as it is mine.” he said, sniffling and trying to hold back tears. Y/N rubbed small circles on Jugheads back, and leaned her head on his shoulder, staring off at the screen.    

    “I honestly don’t care what we watch, as long as I’m with you this night will be special.” she said, and Jughead nodded, standing up. He held out his hand to Y/N and she took it, and he pulled her up. She stumbled and crashed into his chest and he caught her, chuckling and staring down at her. She backed away and tried to hide her crimson blush, brushing herself off.    

    “Whats so funny, Chuckles?” she said, and Jughead laughed even more.     “Whats so funny? Maybe the fact that apparently you don’t know how to stand on two feet. Have you been standing long, princess?” he teased, and she blushed even more at the nickname.    

    “You’re an ass, why am I friends with you?” she asked, walking towards the film room.    

    “Because I’m your ass.” he called, walking after her. She stopped in her tracks and turned around.    

    “Wow, cringe alert.” she said, and Jughead rolled his eyes.    

    “You know what I meant.” he said and she shrugged.    

    “Do I really?” she teased and he gave her a slight shove.    

    “Yes, you know me better than anyone.” he said in a serious tone, and she nodded.    

    “I better, I’m your best friend and I don’t want any secrets between us.” she said, and he nodded.    

    “Are you keeping any secrets from me?” he asked and she tensed up slightly.    

    “You don’t need to know.” she said, and grabbed her arm as she tried to walk away.    

    “Woah I don’t think so, you just said there shouldn’t be any secrets between us.” he said, staring down at her.    

    “"Are you keeping any secrets from me?” she asked cheekily, and he stared down at the floor. “Wow, your poker face really crumbles when it comes to me.” she teased.    

    “Yeah whatever.” he huffed. “We should probably get these secrets out of the way, shouldn’t we?” he asked and Y/N blushed, slowly nodding her head.     “Yeah, I guess.” she looked up at the raven haired boy. “You should probably go first.” she quickly added, earning a chuckle from the boy.    

    “Fine, I guess I will.” slowly he walked the rest of the way to the little shack at the back of the Drive In and stopped in front of the door and turned to face the (Y/H/C) haired girl. “Please don’t get mad at what I’m about to tell you.” he said quietly, and she looked at him worriedly.    

    “Okay…” she said. Slowly, he opened the door to the little room and let her peer inside. Her eyes fell onto a small mattress with blankets and clothes on it. She saw a few pictures around the small place, and she turned to face Jughead. “Are you…?”    

    “Yeah.” he said quietly. “You already know whats going on with my dad of course, but I got tired of it so I moved out. I didn’t exactly have anywhere else to go so I came here.”    

    “What do you mean you had no where else to go, you could of come to live with me!” she exclaimed, and she saw his face fall even more. “Im sorry, I didn’t mean to yell, its just you could have come and stayed with me. You know that right?” she said quietly, grabbing onto his shoulder and forcing him to look at her.    

    “Your parents wouldn’t of allowed it.” he said, and it was her turn to spill a secret.    

    “About that.” she said, giving a nervous laugh. “I don’t exactly live with my parents anymore.” she said, and he looked at her wide eyed. “Please don’t tell the others, they’d take over my house and throw a party, and I cant stand seeing people at our school already, I don’t need to hate them at my house as well.” she said and Jughead laughed.    

    “I wont, I promise, but what do you mean you don’t live with them anymore?” he asked.    

    “Well, as you know my parents aren’t all that great either. You know how they were never home and I practically take care of myself anyways, so I got a job and moved out of my house. I’m in a small two bedroom one bathroom apartment and its super cheap but kind of shitty but hey, its better than living with parents who don’t care about me.  At least this way I have a reason to take care of myself, and its my own roof so its my own rules.” she said. Jughead slowly nodded his head.    

    “Why didn’t you tell me before, you have to be careful Y/N, theres a murderer on the loose and having you alone scares me.”’ he said worriedly and she giggled.    

    “You’re the one to talk, this place has the shittiest locks ever, I could kick down your door in .02 seconds. And I didn’t tell you because I knew you’d freak out.” she said, and he nodded his head in agreement.    

    “Touché.” he said.    

    “Anything else you have to take off your chest?” she asked, leaning against the door frame and crossing her arms across her chest.    

    “Well, there is one thing, but I don’t know if I want to say anything.” he said and she rolled her eyes.    

    “Come on, you can tell me.” she said, and Jughead sighed. “Wait, don’t tell me, I think I know what it is.”      

    “"What?” he asked, tensing up. There was no way she would know, is there?    

    “You’re an alcoholic.” she said seriously, and Jughead shook his head. Y/N giggled. “I know that’s not it, you’re just taking way too long to tell me whats actually up.”    

    “I didn’t find it very funny.” he said, staring down at the ground.      

    “Wow, and there goes your sense of humor. Seriously Juggie, whats up, just tell me.” she pleaded. A sudden burst of confidence coursed through Jughead and he took a deep breath.      

    “Fine, here it goes.” he started, and Y/N perked up. Jughead took a few steps forward until he was right in front of Y/N. His gaze fell upon her face, and she looked up questioningly up at him.      

    “Jughead, what’s going on, I thought you were going to…” she trailed off as Jugheads gaze went from her eyes to her lips, and she quickly caught on to what was about to happen. “Oh…” she said as he started to lean down. He paused right before his lips met hers.      

    “Are you sure?” he asked quietly, his breath fanning out across her face, sending shivers up her back. She stood on her toes, closing the gap between the two of them. They stood there for what felt like hours, his lips on hers. pouring every emotion they could into this one kiss. Y/N finally pulled away breathlessly, staring up at the handsome raven haired boy that stood in front of her.

    “Thats quite a secret you’ve been holding onto.” she joked, earning a smirk from Jughead.      

    “Correct me if I’m wrong, but it seems like you were keeping the same one.” he said, grabbing her hands and leaning down close to her again.    

    “Its a shame you didn’t tell me earlier.” she whispered and Jughead chuckled, moving to close the gap between them. She quickly pulled away, moving towards the shelves of movies, searching for one to watch. Jughead watched as she looked through the films, and she slowly turned around smirking.      

    “You’re such a tease.” he said, walking towards her.      

    “Not a tease, just impatient to watch our last movies here.” she stated bluntly, still smiling. “We have our whole lives to celebrate our little secret, but we only havetonight to celebrate the Drive In.” Jughead nodded, looking through the movies as well. He pulled out (Y/F/M) and showed it to her, and she lit up.      

    “My favourite!” she exclaimed, and he laughed. “Are you sure that’s the one you want to watch?” she asked, and he nodded.      

    “I don’t care what we watch, as long as I’m with you this night will be special.” he said, and she leaned up and gave him a peck on the lips. Jughead set the movie up, and it started rolling.    

    “Well then, shall we?” she asked, holding out her hand.      

    “We shall.” he said, taking it. They exited the small shack and Jughead turned to close the door.      

    “You do realize I’m being serious about you living with me.” Y/N said, walking back towards their spot. Jughead watched her as she walked backwards, smiling at him. Sure he was heartbroken about this being the last night he had at the Drive In, but this night still was a good one. He may be loosing one important part of his life, but he gained another, and he felt like Y/N was going to make it all okay. For once in a long time, he felt happy, truly happy.      

    “I never doubted it.” he called, jogging to catch up with her. She plopped down on the blanket and Jughead sat beside her, wrapping his arm around her. She snuggled into his side, and they sat there in silence, enjoying the last night there in eachothers company.

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i guess with all this discourse it’s time for the Allura/Plaxum headcanons I’ve been sitting on for fOREVER to COME ON RIGHT THE FUCK THROUGH??????? maybe??? no??? TOO BAD

  • the team goes back to the water planet
  • why? unclear. maybe they need more allies or they need to protect them from lotor or maybe they need the mermaids help finding shiro or SOMETHING
  • it doesn’t matter
  • i want plaxum to be like the head scientist or like the new commander of the mermaids troops or like ooHH shit girl there are so many possibilities
  • I just want her promoted to some cool ass position because she deserves it
  • anyways everyone is excited to see their heroes lance and hunk again
  • and the rest of the team is like ???? they are heroes and lance and hunk get a feast and shit
  • and plaxum is flirting with lance and lance is just eating it up because like you know he’s still kinda immature and loves that #attention (tbh same lance… same)
  • and keith is sitting there like >:[ i don’t know why i don’t like this but i sure as hell don’t like dis shit
  • and allura sees keef’s >:[ face and takes it upon herself to distract plaxum on her own because she’s a homie ya know
  • another way this works is keef’s already aware of his SOUL CRUSHING FEELINGS and asks allura for help distracting plaxum from lance
  • because the best choice would be shiro but he’s currently unavailable in the fucking void of space and he can’t very well ask hunk to do it (shay) or pidge (only cares about robots)
  • anyways allura is like sure we can just talk strategy. i sure do love diplomacy
  • so allura stops plaxum on her way to meet up with lance and hunk and asks if she can get a tour of her troops or maybe their new garden for their safe food supply or whatever plaxum is working on
  • and plaxum is beaming because the girl loves new friends cause she was stuck with the same two people for god knows how long and all her other friends like DIED so even though she’s got the new kingdom this girl values new friends like no other
  • and she loves showing off her troops and their skills so like duh
  • so she happily swims with allura to display her ladies’ strength and allura is like v impressed (and also like blushing????) when plaxum steps in to adjust the fighting stances of a few soldiers. she even gives a demonstration with a solider so they can mimic her movements
  • allura can feel herself getting antsy (probably just cause she wants to fight right???) so she swims down and asks if she can try sparring too
  • plaxum is like oh but sweetie you dont have a tail it’s not fair
  • and allura is like psh no problem and shapeshifts herself into a mermaid
  • and plaxum is suddenly like x100000 more attracted to allura than previously
  • she’s like watching allura learning some moves from her troops who are all kinda getting sloppier watching this warrior princess effortlessly slice through the water with a trident and hHOOOOO boy
  • plaxum stops them and stammering she’s like “o…k… righ—t this way uh you can kiss– i mean kill– I MEAN FIGHT ME”
  • and allura is just like um ok
  • and so they like take their places and stare each other down
  • there’s a moment where everything melts away and they are just like lost in each other’s eyes and they can hear their heartbeat pounding in their ears
  • they charge towards each other to shake off the feeling and it’s incredible. it’s like dancing. the adrenaline is kicking in at full blast, they’re struggling to keep up with each other but also having the time of their lives
  • and just as plaxum is about to dodge an incoming strike, allura smirks and plaxum just mcfreaking loses it (i feel u girl)
  • she may or may not get full on smacked in the face
  • allura may or may not be completely panicking
  • plaxum may or may not have completely fallen the moment she blinked her eyes open and saw allura’s concerned, frantic expression
  • allura princess carries plaxum back and asks coran if the healing pods would work with the mermaids like isn’t it bad if we take them out of the water like??????? how does this work???? and coran is like princess calm down and plaxum’s grip tightens on allura’s waist and allura just panics even more because this surge of protectiveness is like rushing through her veins
  • and she’s just like i just need to know she’s ok and not concussed
  • the queen is like chill child we got healing methods of our own we can take care of her
  • and allura just doesn’t leave her side all night even though the queen promises she’ll be fine and will wake up tomorrow morning completely healed
  • allura may or may not be holding her hand the entire time too
  • plaxum may or may not wake up to a sleeping allura perched against the bed, completely exhausted from staying in the mermaid form for so long, with a vice grip on her hand
  • plaxum may or may not gently nudge allura awake with her head
  • they may or may not stare lovingly into each other’s eyes, foreheads pressed against each other
  • there’s no kiss, there’s no confession, only a silent moment of understanding, eyes closed and breathing even
  • we have something
  • and on days when the fight is tough in their respective battles against the galran empire, they both look back on that moment and smile

It’s so nice to finally share this with the world. It felt a little niche so I’ve been waiting until I’ve had time to fic it but I figured we need some fluffy positivity in the fandom rn. I have a reunion scene also tucked away somewhere in the corner or my brain that I might share at another point AND ALSO A LITTLE MERMAID AU where allura is an altean princess engaged to keith who’s a galran prince (both against their wills) and plaxum is a landlubber-hating mermaid with a HUGE CRUSH on a famous mermaid singer named lance who falls in love with said galran prince OOOoOoOHHHH BOY.

Sometimes Rain Falls

A BTS Fanfiction

Type: AU/Alternative Universe

Summary: Sometimes a normal life is a good one to lead; its nice…its easy…
But sometimes, normal isn’t the way that things were meant to be. And when you’re chosen as a possible candidate for one of the kingdom’s 7 princes, life isn’t as nice and easy as you always presumed it to be…especially when you catch the eye of more than one of them…

A/N: I will warn you all now, that this fic is going to be VERY different to my usual stuff, but you can expect a hell of a lot more twists, turns, secrets, and debauchery than ever before… ;)

Disclaimer: I will put warnings on any chapters that challenge social acceptance, however, as an overall warning, this story will contain themes of sex, fear, control (of one person over another), and elements of a gothic nature! 


Part 1


It was so…dark.

All the stories that you’d ever heard about the castle had been about how music sang from the walls, how long clouds of silk curtains billowed gently in the breeze that wafted through the grand windows, how the place was decorated with ornaments, paintings, crystal vases galore…

But the first thing you noticed as you walked through the tall, oak doorway…

…was the darkness.

‘I don’t think we’re allowed to be down here.’ You murmur to the man pulling you along by the hand, your eyes wide as you watch the water dripping down the dank walls of the corridor you’d come to find yourself in after climbing down numerous stairs to what you thought would be the library, but what was starting to look more like a dungeon.

‘Don’t worry. I know where we’re going.’ He murmurs amused, the humor-filled lilt of his voice not working to reassure you at all as you begin to drag your feet, struggling to hold the bottom of your dress off of the floor so that it wouldn’t get wet as you watch him stare excitedly in front of himself.

‘I really think we should head back- what if someone sees-‘

You’re cut off when he suddenly stops, spinning back to pin you against the wall, his eyes dancing excitedly over your face for a moment before he pushes his lips against yours, ducking his head down and softly pressing his mouth to yours, practically being able to feel the adrenaline running through him in the kiss.

‘I have to show you.’ Is all he says as he pulls away, staring at you almost piercingly as he grins, and you swear you see his eyes flash a different colour momentarily, your heart racing in your chest with the sight of the abnormality, before you’re being kissed roughly, yet briefly, again, and once more he begins to drag you along the corridor, his grip on your wrist having tightened somewhat compared to before.

You remain silent as you follow after him, the only sound being your slightly ragged breathing, trying not to trip over your feet as he out-paces you, getting lost in your thoughts as the image of his eyes flashing repeats over and over in your mind. But just as you go to stop him once again, you look up to see that you’d arrived at the end of the dark corridor, a large solid oak door standing in your path.

‘This is it.’ He whispers to himself, turning to look at you with his lip caught between his teeth as he grins, the expression telling you that you were meant to be as excited as him, but all you could focus on was the way your heart was racing in your chest at the prospect of the unknown, your nervousness making you stare at the gold buttons decorating his chest rather than being able to look him in the eye.

‘Princess?’ he murmurs, the unexpectedness of the word forcing your gaze to his, and the minute you look into his eyes you wish you didn’t; seeing the same flashing of colour greeting you as he grins down at you devilishly.

‘Are you ready?’

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The End of All Things (A Preview for the upcoming Antisepticeye X Reader Series)

(( AN: Preview Cause Im Really Nervous 😂

Okay well this takes place way before the story starts and it’s kinda a tester and advice for how I write Anti cause I want it to be decent?

But I guess I can start getting some feedback and my other ones as well since I don’t plan on releasing any until October….

So let me know if you wanna see some NateMare, Gear or Dark previews as well :)

Cause I am way too far ahead in most of these series.

It’s kinda based on what I think these things are. A smol heads up 😬

And soooo this is gonna be nothing like the story… it’s kinda like a little trailer.

And yeah I misspelt things on purpose. Give it more of a child vibe and it’s also supposed to be taken kind of like you’re intruding.

At first, anyhow.    

So yeah! Sorry I am crazy about dramatic details and overuse of extreme detail!!

I would love to get some feedback!!! Both on my writing and the characters!  So lemme know what you think :D

And most importantly  @justwritingscibbles who is first of all, an extremely talented writer but also just a rad human being who agreed to give me feedback! So again, thank you so much!  So go check her blog out!!!

Sorry for the long A/N

And without further ado-))

E N J O Y  T H E  S H O W

Originally posted by lum1natrix

“Happy birthday!”

He chuckled bitterly, swinging himself into the room as he stared at the sleeping figure in darkness, tear stains still remain on her cheeks from the past two hours of sobbing before she fell into her slumber. He even mused how you still sniffled slightly as she turned as he twisted the blade in on his palm, not digging into the flesh but creating a small circle as he pondered his position and options.

So many times he had desired nothing more that slit her throat, deep enough so that you wouldn’t wake back up from the impact of the blade and would die in slumber, blood staining your bedsheet. Or perhaps he would drag it through your arm, cutting out the trace were he once held.

The other half of him, the half she had brought out, screamed at him to just hold you again, feel your flesh, warm and gentle and comfort her. Her to apologize. Beg. Hold him. Comfort. Turn away from your world and back at his with the same wonder you once held.

But he knew better.

It was over.

She didn’t need him.

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My Frat Boy - Theo Raeken Imagine

A/N: I saw the photo on the right on my feed and noticed it look similar to Cody’s pic on the left so I made this lol enjoy x

Warnings: SMUT,FLUFF,Swearing,unprotected sex (wrap it up guys),m+f oral

Originally posted by msreginay

It was currently half past 1 in the morning I was trying to make my way through the sweaty bodies rubbing against each other and the bright lights. The music was blasting and I need more alcohol, I finally reached the kitchen refilling my red solo cup with more vodka. I lost my best friend sometime around 11;30 and 12 haven’t heard from her since but whatever I’m having a great time I said sarcastically like honestly I’m not this party sucks. 

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Straight outta hell- Magnus Bane

Decided to make this longer
Imagine being a powerful warlock and friend of Magnus Bane. Imagine your father was Lucifer and you were kidnapped to hell. You have now escaped and are even more powerful than Magnus


Magnus Bane was taught magic from the daughter of Lucifer. She was taken to hell without his knowledge and now shes back, but can she stay? and will it be the same?

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Princess and Prince Charming

Word Count: 1683

A/N: Okay this is the second story I’m posting today! This one is fluffy so I hope you enjoy it! Much love guys!

Originally posted by juggyandbets


    The once busy Pops Chock'lit Shoppe was now quiet and still at 11:29pm, only two people remaining out of the many that were there only hours before. They were two usual costumers, and Pop Tate was used to them staying late. Jughead Jones and Y/N  Y/L/N were the two night owls and they sat in their usual booth near the back, Jughead typing away on his laptop and Y/N staring dreamily out the window, obviously in her own world.    

    Ever since Y/N had moved to Riverdale a few weeks before Jason Blossoms death, the two of them had been inseparable and practically joined at the hip. Of course she had become friends with the rest of Jugheads group, Betty, Veronica, Archie, and Kevin, but the two of them had a real profound friendship. So much in fact that everyone could tell they were absolutely smitten with eachother, but neither of them would admit it. They both were the quiet type, they usually sat there in silence after their friends left, but it never seemed awkward for them. The occasional conversations about Jugheads book would come up, or one another asking if the other was okay or if they needed something, but other than that at this time of night they were quiet.    

     Y/N tore her gaze from outside and looked over at the boy sitting in front of her, smiling softly to herself. He was so focused on his laptop, and she watched as his blue eyes darted and danced across the screen. She listened to the sound of keys being hit and the small buzzing noises made from the lights all around the small diner, and in this moment it felt perfect. She loved spending her nights here with Jughead, watching as the neon lights bounced off his dark clothing, illuminating his face accentuating the furrow of his brow as he concentrated on his writing.    

    “You okay?” Jughead asked, tearing his eyes from his screen to look at the (Y/H/C) haired girl in front of him. She smiled softly and nodded.    

    “I’m great, are you?” she asked. He pretended to think for a moment and smirked.    

    “You know now that you mention it, I’m quite hungry.” he said and Y/N laughed, standing from the booth.    

    “What would you like, the usual?” she asked and he smirked.

    “Yes please.” Y/N nodded and walked towards the counter and Pop gave her a smile. “Can I get Beanies usual please?” she asked sweetly.    

    “Sure thing. Wait here, it’ll be done here real quick.” he said as he disappeared into the kitchen. Y/N took a seat on a stool and waited, fidgeting with her hands. She glanced back towards the raven haired boy expecting him to be focused on his laptop once again but caught his stare. He smiled at her and she returned it, turning around to hide her blush. Pops came out with two plates, Jugheads usual burger with fries and Y/Ns usual burger with fries, and handed them to the girl. She placed them down on the counter and pulled out her wallet but before she could pay, a hand appeared from behind her and handed cash to Pop. Y/N turned around to find Jughead practically pushed up against her, him smirking down at her.    

    “I’ve got this, Jughead. Its perfectly fine.” she said, trying to get him to take his money back. “You don’t need to spend money when you don’t need to, especially with your situation.”    

    “Yours isn’t any better.” Jughead argued playfully, and Y/N rolled her eyes.    

    “So what, I don’t care.” she turned around and took money out of her wallet and held it out to Pop Tate, who was chuckling at the two of them.    

    “Its on the house, my treat to my most loyal and favourite costumers.” he said, and slowly they put their money back into their wallets. Jughead grabbed both plates and made his way back to the booth.    

    “You coming?” he called, and Y/N nodded.    

    “Yeah, one second. I’m just going to be a polite human being and thank Pop for his kindness.” she called as Jughead bit down into his burger.

    “Oh yeah, thank you!” he called with a very full mouth, earning a chuckle from Pop and Y/N. She turned around and slid money onto the counter.

    “Thank you.” she said, winking and walking away. Pops reluctantly took the money and put it into the cash register, watching as she sat down in front of Jughead, trying to retrieve her plate from him.    

    “Jughead, you cannot have my burger as well as yours!” she said laughing and reaching for the plate, but Jughead pulled it closer to him.    

    “Why not?” he asked, faking confusion.      

    “Because princess, that’s my burger and I paid for it.” she said.    

    “Actually, it was on the house so no, you did not pay for it.” he said, and she winked at him, stealing her plate back.

    “You did not.” he said, his eyes widening.    

    “I did.” she said, taking a bite of her burger.    

    “You should have let me take care of it!” he said, trying to slide out of the booth. Y/N leaned down in her booth and put her foot up, stopping him.    

    “Oh no you don’t, Juggie.” she said, giggling. Jughead sighed, sliding back into place.    

    “Next time its on me.” he said, and she shrugged.    

    “We’ll see.” she said, earning a frustrated sigh from Jughead.    

    “You’re impossible.” he teased and she laughed.    

    “Sure am, princess.” she said, eating a few of her fries.    

    “Why do you call me princess?” he asked, and she shrugged.    

    “To piss you off.” she stated bluntly, taking another bite of her burger.    

    “Is it because of my beanie?” he asked and she nodded.    

    “Don’t get me wrong I love your beanie, I’d steal it if I could.” she said and he smirked.    

    “Well I’m sorry but you cant have my beanie.” he joked and she pretended to be disappointed.    

    “Oh damn. Maybe I’ll just have to get my own and then I’ll be the princess.” she joked and Jughead rolled his eyes and smirked. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box, sliding it to the middle of the table. She looked questioningly down at it, and then up at him.    

    “Well your birthday is just around the corner and I was going to wait until then to give this to you, but right now seems like the right time.” he said, nodding towards the box.    

    “Can I open it?” she asked softly and Jughead chuckled.    

    “No, the box is just to look at, I want the contents to be a mystery forever.” he teased. She giggled and reluctantly took the box into her hands, slowly opening it to reveal a small silver crown necklace.    

    “Jughead, what?” she said surprised, taken aback by the necklace.    

    “You and I are so close, I wanted to give you a crown like mine, but you’re not much of a hat person, but you’re very much a necklace person so I got you your own crown to match mine. Well, I mean kind of.” he said, shyly rubbing the back of his neck. Y/N noticed the blush creeping over his face and she felt one take over hers as well, and she reached over and took his hand in hers.    

    “Jughead, thank you so much.” she said quietly, staring admiringly over at him. Jughead returned her stare.    

    “You’re very welcome.” he said. She stood up from her booth and sat on his side of the table.    

    “Will you help me put it on?” she asked, and he nodded. He took the necklace out of the box and put it on her, she turned around to face him and she smiled down at it.    

    “It- uh… It looks very nice on you.” he said, and she blushed. She leaned over and wrapped her arms around him, and he pulled in as close as he could in their awkward sitting position. She pulled away slowly, looking up at Jughead, and he quickly took her face in his hands, pulling her up to his lips. The kiss was slow and unsure, but when they pulled apart they were both beaming.    

    “Finally.” Pops called from his counter, and the two of them blushed furiously, laughing to themselves.    

    “Was it okay, that I-uh, that I kissed you?” he asked and she nodded, giggling.    

    “Yes, it was.” she said. “It will always be okay.” she added, and he nodded his head, smiling wide. He turned to his laptop and opened it, opening up his novel draft.    

    “I’m going to work more on this, okay?” he said.    

    “Alright.” she said smiling over to him. “What do you have so far?” she asked. He opened his mouth to respond, but Y/N yawned and he chuckled.    

    “Tired?” he asked. She shrugged and played with the charm on her necklace absentmindedly.    

    “A little bit, but I don’t want to go. I want to stay here with you.” she said, leaning her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes.    

    “Well then stay. I’ll tell you about my novel.” he said, scrolling up to the beginning of his most recent chapter.    

    “I’m sorry if I fall asleep, its not because your novel is boring, its because I’ve hardly had any sleep the past few days.” she explained, sleep already taking her.    

    “Don’t worry, I wont get offended. If you have to sleep, go to sleep, princess.”    

    “Okay, Prince Charming.” she whispered softly and Jughead smiled.    

    “I like that a lot better than princess.” he joked and she giggled.    

    “I bet.” she said.    

    “Alright, so chapter 10. The plot to Jasons death thickened as new information on the southside serpents came to light. My dad being one suspect in the murder…” Y/N listened as Jughead read off his chapeter and she smiled to herself. Tonight was a good night and she didn’t want it to ever end.

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Survival 101: Confession (Part 9)

Pairing: Bellamy / Reader

Warnings: Violence, Swearing, Angst, mentions of punishment and retribution. 

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You hadn’t thought that life could get any more difficult, then of course Charlotte had to go and announce to a full blown mob that she was the one who had killed Wells. Bellamy had acted quickly and grabbed Charlotte pushing her forwards into the tent you’d previously all been in. Finn had stayed outside to keep the mob away from the doors and you and Clarke had followed Bellamy into the tent.

“Why, Charlotte?” Bellamy begged running his hands through his hair as he paced the full length of the not huge tent. “Why would you kill Wells?”

“I was just trying to help” she sobbed “his dad locked us all up, sent us down here to die. I couldn’t sleep at night for dreaming about him”

Your heart hurt for the little girl, she was just a child and had made a somewhat fatal mistake. You understood what that felt like.

“Charlotte?” you asked gently “How did you even know where to stab him like that?”

She wiped her eyes looking at you “I copied what you did to Atom”

“What?” the air had rushed from your lungs “I sent you to get Clarke from camp”

“I stayed. I wanted to see, to be brave”

“Fuck” you were the one who was rubbing at your neck this time as guilt hit you. She had copied how you had killed Atom. She had watched you push a knife into Atom’s artery and then done the same thing to Wells.


Murphy’s voice had apparently come back quickly enough as he yelled out for Charlotte. She had started crying again reaching out to grab at Bellamy’s sleeve.

“Please don’t let them hurt me. Please”

Bellamy looked torn, not knowing what to do. He obviously didn’t want to hand Charlotte over to a crowd who only moments before had been ready to watch Murphy hang.

“If you guys have any bright ideas speak up?” he scowled when Clarke remained silent “Great, now you stay quiet”

“Those are your boys out there Bellamy” Clarke insisted. “Get rid of them”

“This is not his fault” you didn’t know when you had suddenly turned into Bellamy’s cheerleader. It was the truth though. “If you had listened to us in the first place those idiots out there would still be building a wall”

“Y/N, we had to tell the truth, you know why I had to give them a chance”


“The truth?” you snorted “yeah they seem real concerned with the truth Griffin”

“Look” Bellamy interrupted cutting off your and Clarke’s brewing argument. “Just stay here, watch her. I’ll talk to them”

With a sigh Bellamy set his shoulders and marched out of the tent leaving you with Clarke and Charlotte. Finn came back in as well staring at the three of you.

“It’s time to leave”

“Leave where?”

“We have to get Charlotte out of here. Now” he insisted as he took the girls hand pulling her to the back of the tent. Clarke following instantly, both of them stopping to look at you who hadn’t moved. “Y/N please, we need your help”

“Fine” you ducked under the tent canvas along with the other three.

Finn took hold of Charlotte with you in the lead and Clarke behind. You moved quickly through the trees ducking under low hanging branches and moving around ditches filled with putrid water. You moved easily however the others behind you were struggling to keep up.

Gasping Clarke came to a stop. “It’s going to be night soon. Where are we going? At least tell me you have a plan and we’re not just wandering aimlessly through the woods”

“I have a plan” Finn agreed pointing off to another direction this time you all walking until her stopped once more.


Murphy’s voice was loud and far to close for you to feel comfortable about.

“We should run” Clarke said eyes nervously flicking around the trees. Waiting for Murphy to jump out and force you all to hand over Charlotte.

“Yeah that’s one way to go. I like my plan better” he reached into seeming grass and pulled on something, opening a type of hatch. “Get in. Get in” He helped Charlotte down into the hole then Clarke.

“I’m not getting in there”

“What? Y/N come on”

“No” you could feel panic starting to build in your chest at the idea of being in a hole once more, locked in a cell. “I can’t”

Finn must have heard the panic because his eyes softened slightly. “Y/N it’s bigger down there than it looks. It isn’t a cell. I promise”


Your head snapped to the left Murphy was about to come through them.

“I can’t Finn” you shook your head “I’m sorry I just can’t. Get in and I’ll lead them away from here”

Finn hesitated but you were running out of time, the sounds of footsteps so close now that any second Murphy would appear.

“Run fast Y/N”

Finn dropped into the hatch as well pulling it closed. Disgusted at yourself for the panic that still welled up in your chest at the thought of being trapped within 4 walls once more you took a deep breath trying to clear out the panic there, waiting until Murphy had just come through the trees to run. You knew he’d caught sight of you from the sudden shouts of success. You weren’t worried about them catching you though as you flew through the forest, bypassing trees and jumping over obstacles on the floor.

When you could run no longer you found the sturdiest tree near and scaled it, settling into the branches.

Strange, you could hang above the ground on nothing but a small branch but the idea of being put in a hole with 4 walls made you hyperventilate to the point of uselessness.

Underneath a group of delinquents passed by with Murphy in the lead still hollering for Charlotte. He was moving remarkably quickly for a man who had just been beaten and hung. Apparently vengeance and malic highly motivating emotions. You let them pass content in the knowledge that they were going in the opposite direction to where Finn and Clarke had Charlotte hidden.

Smirking to yourself you watched the next man come into view. You couldn’t help having a little bit of fun with him pulling a chunk of bark off the branch and throwing it down at his head.

The bark hit Bellamy square in the back of his head as he spun knife out as he looked desperately for what had attacked him.

“Hey Blake!”

Bellamy jumped finally looking up eyes meeting your own in the soft dark of the light. “Fuck Y/N. What the hell are you doing up there?”

“Well there happens to be a mob running around looking for blood. I’m avoiding them”

“Where are they?”


Bellamy let out a relieved sigh at that still frowning at you though. “Will you please come down from there?”

“Sure” taking a step out of the tree you dropped to the ground in a crouch, looking up from your new position into Bellamy’s face. “I’m down”

“I can see that” he rubbed at his face. “What exactly are we going to do?”

“I honestly have no idea. I don’t have a plan here Bellamy. Finn and Clarke have her safe but they can’t stay there forever” you paused thoughts bubbling in your brain. “It’s one or the other I believe. Murphy won’t let it go and Charlotte would never be safe. So either we keep Murphy or we keep Charlotte”

“We can’t hurt a 13 year old girl”

“Murphy will be more useful to the group”

“Y/N” Bellamy snapped a horrified tinge coming to his face. “You cannot mean that you want to give her to Murphy”

“I’m not saying that” you insisted “I’m just… thinking out loud. We have very few options here Blake and none of them are particularly appealing” From the tree’s the sounds of shouting became loud once more as Murphy’s group turned around heading back towards you and Bellamy. “We can’t stay here Bellamy”

Obviously he agreed because without thought Bellamy grabbed your hand linking his fingers with your own and pulling as the two of you took off back into the forest away from the sounds of shouting.

Helloooo my loves okay so this is officially going to be the start of my first ever series. I’m not completely happy with the way the first chapter came out it’s definitely not my best writing but I felt this was the only way to set it up for the other chapters. This is a Steve x reader pairing and as chapters go on it will definitely break away from the movie settings. There’s a majorrr plot twist that will happen and I can’t wait for you guys to read it! Enjoy xx -Daisy.

Title: Complete

Pairings: Steve Rogers x reader

Part: 1

I still remember the first time I got asked to be on the same aircraft as the Avengers, one being the reason my dad couldn’t stop yelling at everyone, the other…well I could have lost my life. I had been followed by a guy I didn’t even know existed, one day as I was walking home from nurse training out of nowhere he had attacked me. I had hit my head on the ground and was knocked unconscious, if it weren’t for Natasha keeping an eye on me I would have died.

Since then Natasha has shown me the basics of fighting, of course I’m nowhere near as good as her but my fighting skills were deemed successful enough that I was able to board the aircraft and follow the Avengers around as their official medic. So literally everywhere they went I followed, much to my dad’s disagreement who’d rather lock me in my room for twenty four hours every single day.

“Stay awake, Gabriella.” I glance at my dad, he stands by Loki’s sceptre, examining it’s rays while Banner stands by, his hands on his chin. Every now and then they would both check up on me…well every two minutes or so. “I need to keep you updated on everything going on so that you don’t fall behind and get hurt.”

“Yes, I know.” I was currently patching up Steve Rodgers, I held my breath as I felt my cheeks begin to heat as his stomach was exposed while I worked on his wound, he had just gotten back from a mission with my dad, Tony. They had captured Loki and along with Loki came a Thor, they were both from an unknown world…well atleast it was unknown until now. As I applied pressure on Steve’s wound he flinched, his muscles expanded and contracted, to say he had a god like body would be an understatement. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay, it barely hurt.” he smiled down at me as he was seated on the table, they had yet to find me a good workspace so that I could properly have them lay or sit somewhere while I worked on them. However Fury said they were working on one right next to my dad and Banner’s office, as if I already didn’t have enough time with them.

“Hey! Careful what you show around my daughter, she might be your age and all but I surely don’t like the look of that, cover up!” Tony whipped around, I gritted my teeth together. How was I supposed to do my job if all I hear are my dad’s remarks.

“Dad, this is my job, I have to do this.” I gently say back, I surely didn’t want to get into an argument with other people in the room. I squinted my eyes at the high tech screen my dad was moving his fingers around on. “Why are you downloading all of SHIELD’s database?”

“Strike number one, two more and you’re off this aircraft.” dad glares at me as if I revealed his deepest secret to the world. I’m guessing he didn’t want anyone else besides Banner knowing what he was doing.

“What are you doing, you cant just do that.” Steve jumps off the table and pulls his suit back to its correct sitting, dad gave me a ‘Look what you’ve done now.’ look.

“All I’m saying is that there’s something fishy going on here, doesn’t this all just seem out of hand?” Dad announces. “They’re not giving us enough information.”

“Maybe they know the same as we do.” Steve suggests, he frowns at my dad, I can already tell they won’t get along.

“Or maybe they’re lying to us.” before my dad could say anything more, Steve took off without giving me a second glance, I threw my hands that were filled with medical supplies up as I watch him shut the door behind him.

“Great, now his wound could get infected.” I roll my eyes, my dad rolls his eyes back at me, mocking me before grabbing his packet of blueberries, he silently chomps down on them as he scans over his screen.

“Not my problem, princess.”

Not long after Steve’s departure, as I was cleaning up my small area Fury walks in, he glances at me before turning to my dad and Banner. He seems furious, I guess that would explain his name. He clenches his jaw and puts his hands on his hips as he gives a stern look as if he’s talking to  a bunch of preschool students.

“What are you doing Stark? You’re supposed to be locating the Tesseract.” Fury growls in his direction, as my dad opens his mouth to respond, Banner sneaks in.

“Actually we are and as soon as we get a match the screen over there will show exactly where it is.” Banner smiles, he had outsmarted Fury. “Phase one is locating the tesseract and getting it back, now what exactly is phase 2?”

“Phase 2 is that SHIELD uses the Tesseract to create weapons.” Steve strolls in again, this time he’s holding a large gun, he slams it on the table where I was a moment ago, cleaning up his blood.

“Banner, I think you should remove yourself from this platfrom.” Natasha announces as she walks in, Thor following behind her. “Loki plans to use you for mass destruction.”

“I think I’m fine, I was in India. Now I want to know what SHIELD plans to do with these weapons made from the tesseract and why are they creating them.” Banner crosses his arms, I shift a little closer to Steve as tension rises in the air. Since I was basically the only person without superpowers in this room, I didn’t have a lot going for me if all hell broke lose.

“It’s cause of him.” Fury points at Thor. “Last year a number of unknown creatures came onto earth because of his kind and humans had no way of protecting themselves.”

And that was what started it all, I held my breath as the bickering began, they all stepped closer together, and stood broadly as they stared each other down. Steve went off at my father, saying he was nothing but a rich playboy, I must admit I did get a little angry at that one, no one teased my father except for me. My dad fired back at him. With all the yelling I had seemed to be the only one who noticed the screen beeping.

“Um guys, what is that.” I pointed towards the beeping, silence fell across the room as everyone turned toward the computer.

Before anyone could make a move, suddenly the middle of the room erupted into flames as an explosion rang out, I cried out as I lost my balance, dropping to the ground I skidded across the floor as the aircraft shifted to its side. I held in my breath as I felt a sharp pain as I landed with a thud against the opposite wall there was a loud ringing noise in my ear from the blast, I shook my head groaned as I eventually lost all hearing. As I looked up I screamed a table came charging towards me, I was paralysed to my spot. On the opposite wall where my dad and Steve were, Steve heard my scream and with ease pushed off against the wall, he wrapped his arms around my waist and moved me to the side. Right when the table crashed into pieces against the wall were I once laid frozen from shock.

“Are you okay?” Steve still had his arms wrapped around me, there was a crease in between his brows as he worriedly looked me up and down for any injuries.

“Yeah, I’m okay.” I shakily say, as I put my hand on the side, the pain had subsided and now all that lingered was a dull ache, out of the corner of my eye my dad started to walk toward me only to have Fury stop him.

“Cap, Tony, there’s an engine failure I need you both to go out there and fix it.” My dad gave him an unbelievable look as he motioned towards me. “Don’t worry, we’ll keep her safe.”

It wasn't an accident

Jason Todd x Reader

Here ya’ go anon, hope you like it. Sorry it took a bit longer to get out.


“Hey.” Jason ran into the apartment slamming the door and frantically looking for something.

“You working tonight?”

“I work every night y/n.” He said finally finding his duffle bag. “Here we go. See ya’ later.” He waved and walked out the door.

“Bye.” I said shaking my head with a smile. When the door closed my smile faded and i got up to go get ready for patrol tonight.


“Son of a-” I was cut off as Killer Croc threw a dumpster at me. I ducked underneath the flying green object and slid in between Crocs legs dropping a bomb in the process. It exploded sending the monster into the air and landing flat on his back, hitting his head on the concrete. I was able to throw a second bomb full of sticky foam. The atrocity was covered in the stuff in seconds. I let out a sigh of relief,thinking it was over. Until Croc busted out of it like i just covered him in bubbles. “You’re kidding.”

“Need some help?” A particularly irritating voice said.

“I got this.”

“It doesn’t look like you do.” At that Croc screamed and fell to the ground. Behind him was the Red Hood holding a taser. “Your welcome.” He said, i could practically hear him smirking under that goddamn helmet.

“I had that.”

“Yeah, like Croc was about to have you for a midnight snack.” He snorted.

“Don’t you have something better to do?”

“Believe it or not, I do. Sorry sweet-cheeks, but i cant be around to save your ass all day.”

“Really, cuz i dont remember it being like that last night.” I smiled a bit at the memory of me having to drag his sorry ass out of a warehouse after a mission went south.

“Okay, so you helped me last night. But what about all the other times that i had to-”

“But into something that wasn’t your business.” I retorted. “Like i’ve been saying i can handle myself, so back off Hood.”

“Oh, well excuuuuse me princess.” He said imitating Link from the old Zelda cartoon’s.

That set me off. I ran at him and we started fighting, much like we did every night. For as much as i hated to admit it, he was really good. Although i suppose you should expect nothing less of someone who’s been trained by Batman himself.

Red Hood was definitely stronger than me, but i was more agile and faster. I reached into my boot and pulled out a knife, Hood already had a few cuts on me but i was able to get him good, slashing through his armor i got a cut on his right hip. He gave a small growl of pain, but we continued to fight. That is until the cops showed up. Once we heard the sirens going off we both made a run for it.


I made it back to the apartment in record time. A quick glance at the clock suggested that Jason would be home soon. I was able to change, mend my wounds, and had myself seated on the couch with a bowl of popcorn looking normal by the time the door opened. “Hey Jay, how was work?” I asked. He grumbled in response, i gave a short laugh before turning around to offer him popcorn. “Oh my god. Jason!” I got up once i took in his appearance, he was bleeding and holding onto his side. “Jay what the hell happened?” I asked leading him to the bathroom.

“Don’t worry about it.” He waved me off.

“Bullshit i’m not going to worry about it. Who the fuck did this to you?” I demanded, as i helped him get his shirt off.

“Eh, just some girl.”

“Oh, so a girl beat up the great Jason Todd.” I smirked a bit.

“In my defense, she was a badass girl.” He said. I pulled his hand away from his side, seeing a fairly deep cut in his right hip. I blinked for a minute, the cut looked about as deep as i had cut the Red Hood. Now that i was thinking about it he seemed like the same height, and same build as the Hood.

“She must have been to get you this deep.” I sighed, thinking while i cleaned the wound. “So tell me about her?”


“Tell me about the girl who did this to you.”

“Y/n, i really don’t think this is someone you’d be able to take on.”

“Try me.” I told him. “Besides, talking will distract you from what i’m gonna do.”

“Fine.” He reluctantly agreed. “She’s this girl that i’ve been seeing these past few months at work. We get into a lot of fights.”

“And she pulled a knife on you?”

“It was an accident.” He shrugged. His head now looking up towards the ceiling and he let out a sigh. “Eh, i’d forgive her anyways.”


“I mean, granted i have been kinda an asshole to her. Still though, i just wish she’d give me a fucking chance.”

“A chance at what? Exactly.”

“I don’t know, to talk, get to know each other instead of fighting all the time. I actually really like her, she seems like she could actually keep up with me and my stupid shit.”

“Like her as in like like her or…”

“Yeah.” He closed his eyes.

My hands moved away from the wound. “It… It wasn’t an accident.”


“It wasn’t an accident that she cut you.”

“How the hell do you-”

“But it might have been an accident if you told me that YOU were the Red Hood you dork.” I said lightly smacking his leg with the towel.


“Why the hell didn’t you tell me.”

“Wait… are you…” He asked, stopping himself as he now looked at me standing up in front of him. Seeing the resemblance in the way we both looked, stood, talked, even how we both mocked him. “Your sh/n”

“Yes.” Jason sat there for a minute trying to process this. “You ass if you told me and we both could have just said we liked each other months ago and-” Jason had already pulled me into his lap and brought my face in for a kiss. I let myself relax into it and he held me tighter, bringing me in closer. When we separated a silence fell between us, a comfortable silence. Jason tried to kiss me again but i put my hand on his bare chest. “Hold on. You’re still bleeding. Let’s take care of this then we can continue.” You leaned back down to start tending the wound once more. “So you really think i’m a badass?”

It’s Always Been You - Stiles Stilinski Imagine

Originally posted by teenwxlves

Warning: swearing,time jumps also it’s pretty long..


“Mom,Dad we have new neighbours” I called out running outside “Y/n wear your jacket” my Mom called “I know” I called back running back to grab my jacket then making my way to the house next door.

I saw a boy about my age with his dad “Hi!” I waved giddily “Oh hello” the man smiled “I’m Y/n who are you?” I asked the boy, he became timid and moved behind his dad “Mischief” he answered his voice above a whispher “Mischief? That’s so weird I like it” I smiled the boy named Mischief moved from behind his dad “It’s actually Stiles but he likes Mischief” a woman carrying a box spoke I laughed a bit. “I’m 6 how old are you?” I asked “6″ Stiles smiled “that’s great” i grabbed his hand and jumped causing Stiles to do the same

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Baby Bird and the Clown Prince

Pairings: jerome x reader, oswald x reader

Warnings: abandonment, teen pregnancy, i had to make oswald slight older so it fit with him having a child

A/N: this is my first ever fic and post so sorry if it sucks let me know what you guys think if it gets positive response i may make a series, also the reader doesn’t meet Jerome until part two so

Summary: Y/N is the daughter or the penguin and the apple of his eye, but lately she has felt the absence of her mother and when she meets Jerome he propels her into the world of crime and shows her things she never thought possible

Disclaimer: i made it out of the shows timeline but some of the events will take place

It was 18 years ago that Gertrude Cobblepot had been astounded to see her son of 16 walk through the crooked door to her small apartment cradling what looked to be a baby
“Oswald, what is going on?” Gertrude asked her son with an expectant tone. Oswald then proceeded to tell his mother about a girl he had met in the summer the two had fallen in love and one thing had led to another but then she had disappeared of course it wasnt until that night that he had discovered she was pregnant with his child she had told him to take the child as her parents would never allow her to keep the child if they knew.
“Oswald how could you be so foolish?” Gertrude spoke with a slight anger to her tone.
“Im sorry mother” Oswald’s voice broke and tears glistened his bright blue eyes that soon spilled down his freckled cheeks.
Gertrude reached a hand to her son’s cheek and gently wiped his tear<br>
“Now, shh my little Cobblepot” Getrude softly soothed her son her eyes shot down to the child wrapped in a tatty rag when it let out a soft cry Oswalds face contorted in worry as he did not know how to soothe the child that now was staring up at him with expectant eyes.
“Girl or boy?” Gertrude spoke attempting to help her son and taking the child carefully into her arms rocking calmingly to and fro.
“Girl…” Oswald replied sniffling and wipe his tears with the back of his hand.
“She has your eyes my boy, does she have a name?” Gertrude asked lovingly as the child’s cries settled to a dulset coo.
“Yes it’s y/n her mother choose it” Oswald answered shifting his gaze to the floor.
Gertrude lifted her sons chin so she could see his blue orbs as she spoke, she shifted her gaze to a somewhat stern look but maintain a sense of supportiveness as she spoke,
“Oswald, this will be difficult i wont lie to you but i will not see this child out on the street she is a Cobblepot and so we must look after her, but son you will have to step up, find a job and give this little gift the life she deserves do you understand me?”
“Yes mother” Oswald responded looking into his mother’s eyes as relief washed over him, he was afraid she would tell him that y/n must go but looking into the nurturing, kind woman’s eyes he wondered how he could ever think such a thing.
“Good ” Gertrude said with a small nod, “now off to bed with you i will look after y/n for tonight”.
Getrude watched her tired son slowly retreat to his room, as she sat down in the rocking chair inhabiting the corner of their minuscule living room.
She began to sing the same lullaby she had sung to Oswald when he was a child stroking her crown lulling her into slumber.

~18 years later~

Oswald had stayed true to his promise and found work small jobs at first waitering and such, but he had caught a break when he found himself working for the infamous Fish Mooney as her umbrella boy.
He had also stepped into his role as a father wonderfully and y/n had flourished into a young, intelligent, strong minded, beautiful girl.
But at some point he had found himself yearning for more, more power and more successes so he could give his daughter a better life.
When he saw his opportunity he grasped it with both hands now Fish was dead by his hand, and Falcone was gone he was the King of Gotham and y/n his princess.
Y/n was confused by all these changes she now found herself living in a mansion with numerous guards, her father had told her he had been promoted and now owned Fish’s nightclub he was moving up in the world and she was incredibly proud.
Yet she couldn’t help noting her father’s increasing absence, he was always in a meeting or out handling business. It had always been him and her against the world, with her grandmother of course. But now with her father’s decreasing presence from her life she felt her self yearning for something she had never before. Her mother.
Staring into her mirror at her vanity table y/n examined herself she had curled her hair into a half up-do kept her makeup natural with bright red lipstick, and a rose gold sequin dress.
Her father had insisted on throwing her a party for her 18th at his club, now that it was safe he wanted to show her off to the world.
“Are you ready my princess?” Oswald questioned his daughter as he poked his head around her door knocking on the frame.
“ Yes papa.” Y/N answered earnestly getting up to walk towards her father, he held out his arm to her and linked it around hers.
As they reached the dining room Gertrude sat at the table talking away to Butch about her younger days, she immediately silenced when she saw the pair approach and rushes over to them excitedly.
Oswald wore a deep purple suit with a dark green tie and a top hat.
“Look at you my babies!” Gertrude exclaimed kissing them both on the cheek.
Butch called Oswald over and left Gertrude and y/n alone.
“Are you nervous my sweet girl?” Gertrude prodded her grand daughter, y/n’s face must have said it all as she was rather scared about being ‘announced into society’.
She nodded her head shyly.
“Don’t be they will love you! Just like me and your papa.” Gertrude reassured y/n.
“Thank you i hope your right” y/n retorted.
Oswald strolled back over to the two most important people to him and stared affectionately as he admired how much his baby had grown, he wondered how she had turned out so well with him as a father.
“Are you ready my love?” Oswald posed to his daughter.
“As i’ll ever be.” She answered gulping nervously.

As they reached the club y/n’s nerves grew she was not used to any people other than her grandmother and father she had always been hidden away for what her dad told her was her own safety.
She stepped out of the limo that they had drove in and into the back entrance of Oswald’s, with her father, Gertrude and Butch trailing behind.
The room was filled with people and the bright purple lights illuminated the crowd she suddenly felt her nerves slip away and a new excitement cloud over her.
“What do you think baby girl?” Oswald asked his daughter.
“It’s perfect papa!” Y/n exclaimed.
She spent most of the night being introduced to people at the party, her father had invited many of his colleagues.
One of which had a number of markings up his arm a tally of sorts who her father introduced as Victor.
“Y/n this is Barbara Keen she is an associate of mine.” Oswald introduce a very pretty blonde women who extended her hand to y/n.
“Ozzy! Where you been hiding this one?” Barbara quizzed Oswald, as she shook Barbara’s hand she felt an overwhelming sense that she had met this women before but couldn’t place it.
“Lovely to meet you but excuse me please?” Y/n said.
She felt spooked by this interaction and felt herself tired and in need of some alone time.
As she reached the back room she slipped inside and found her best friend Selina inside y/n was perplexed and shot Selina a curious glance as she stood searching people’s coat pockets.
“What a girl’s gotta make a living?” Selina quipped.
Y/n sat down with a half hearted giggle on the edge of the table.
“What’s up you seem kinda bummed to say this is your party?” Selina quizzed.
“Nothing, its just-” y/n’s words where abruptly stopped when she heard the door knob turn she and Selina instinctively hid behind the coat rack and out of sight as they watched someone enter.
Y/n’s eyes where suddenly drawn to the figure as she realised it was her papa followed by Butch and a red-headed boy around her age she had never seem before, the boy sat down on the chair and lifted his legs onto the table crossing them over one another.
“So here is the deal Ozzy i dont usually do team ups but i need your help, you see Theo Galavan tried to kill me and i cannot let that slide, however im in a stick situation in that i cant get to him without the cops or his sister taking me out, and you can see why that would be bad for me.” The boy rambled.
“So why should i care?” Y/n’s father scoffed.
“Because with him out of the way you could be mayor, lead an honest life for your daughter, you know instead of a crime lord/ serial killer?” Jerome let out a maniacal laugh, y/n clasped her hand over her mouth in shock.
Her father a killer? This couldn’t be true could it
“So what’d ya say? We got a deal or what?” The boy asked impatiently with his hand outstretched to Oswald.
“Ok deal but i want you to do something for me in return.” Oswald uttered shaking the boys hand.
“And what would that be?”
“I need you to collect a debt for me.”
“Ughh fine if i have to!” The boy sounded rather childish, y/n already disliked him she decided.
With that the boy left and Oswald was left alone as Butch had escorted the boy out
Y/n saw red, she had always had her father’s temper and wanted some answers she emerged from the coat rack with a furious look on her face as she approached her father angrily.
“Papa what the hell was that all about?! And who was that boy? why are you making deals with him? And what was he talking about when he said your a crime lord and a killer?!”
Y/n seethed angry tears rolling down her face as she ranted.
“Y/n my child what are you doing in here?” Oswald asked a nervous tone laced his voice.
“Answer my question?” Y/n screamed back.
“Its true i do not lead an honest life i am a crime lord and i have done terrible things but i didnt tell you because i wanted to protect you everything i do is for you my child i love you!” Oswald exclaimed to his child his heart breaking at the way she was looking at him.
“The problem is i no longer trust you.”
And with that y/n walked out of the room.

Put Me Down!

I came up with this idea whilst thinking of another idea for a fanfic, I thought it’d be cute seem as these two are always so serious and always at work most of the time. It’s only basic, but enjoy :) !!

Bellamy had been sat with most of his friends, it was rare that they were all in the same place at the same time, Raven was usually off in the workshop working on some gadget to save their lives, Monty was always on duty and if not then with Harper. Jasper would be walking around aimlessly, singing or acting like he didn’t have a care in the world. He himself was either out with the hunting team, on guard or with Clarke. Speaking of which, she was the only one not sat with them. No one mentioned her absence but it was clear seem as the blonde had been in their life since they landed and she always made her presence known, even if she wasn’t saying anything. It didn’t bother the others too much but they could see her absence was bothering Bellamy. His fingers were tapping rapidly on the table and his eyes would shoot in the direction of the chancellors office, waiting for her to emerge although he knew she’d be sat at the desk knee deep in her worries.

“Bellamy, I’m sure she’ll be out when she’s finished.” Raven sighed, his agitation getting on her nerves. Bellamy’s eyes snapped to hers, fingers coming to a stop.

“I just think she’s been working hard enough all day, she should be taking a break, we did.” Bellamy grumbled, glancing over at the main hall door for the blonde to appear but she didn’t. He heard Jasper sigh heavily and Bellamy pushed his chair back and got to his feet. Raven rolled her eyes, tilting her head slightly at him.

“Where are you going?”

“To get her out of that office.” Bellamy muttered before storming off in the direction of the office. Kane had let Clarke take over a couple of days ago whilst he went to Polis for a few days, Abby had stayed behind to help out in med-bay. But Jackson had managed to pull her out of her work to grab something to eat, he knew she got too absorbed in her work like Clarke did. And it was never good for the pair of them.

Bellamy passed several people who turned in his direction when they saw his determined expression and long strides. But they didn’t bother questioning, they knew they wouldn’t get a response even if they did. Bellamy didn’t bother knocking, Clarke didn’t seem to appreciate that even though it was Bellamy.

“Bellamy, this is still they chancello-hey!” Clarke squealed when Bellamy ignored her words and without a hesitate lifted her up and over his shoulder. The movement was swift and he made sure he didn’t harm her, but her response was as he expected angry and hostile. “What are you doing?!” Bellamy closed the chancellor’s door behind him and moved down the hallway he’d just strode through.

“It’s time you sat down and had dinner with your friends, Princess. Seem as I couldn’t get you out with my words, I had to use force.” Bellamy winced as Clarke’s hand thumped against his back in anger, “Easy, Princess, that hurts.” Clarke grumbled but stopped, she didn’t intend to hurt him but she knew people knew who he had over her shoulder and she couldn’t help but feel the embarrassment creep up her neck.

“Alright, alright, put me down and I’ll walk with you to the hall, Bellamy please! People are staring!” Clarke pleaded, her face burning red, half from embarrassment, the other half from the blood pressure rushing to her head making it throb. “Bellamy!

Bellamy grinned and shifted his grip on her as she almost slipped out of his hold. “You should’ve listened earlier, Clarke.” He knew it would annoy her but he couldn’t help but toy with her. Clarke had to blank the fact his hand was mid thigh as he kept her in place as he wandered to the main hall, but it didn’t stop her from burying her face in her hands. She didn’t give up. Even when heads turned in the main hall, people who knew them well, her mother for instance, the random Arkadian’s who heard her complaint’s.

“Put me down!” She tried one last time as she watched his feet walk on the filthy floor of the hall, she was sure they were probably the only thing people we’re paying attention too now. They were never childish. They never have been, that’s how they were raised but it felt like they were being kids right now…and Clarke found that she didn’t really mind. She was pulled from her trail of thought when hands shifted on her body, the hand Bellamy had on her mid thigh moved to the small of her back and his other hand moved to her waist hoisting her off of his shoulder, placing her carefully on a seat beside Raven. Clarke had felt her hair slip out of it’s usual style, she brushed the hair out of her line of sight and frown up at Bellamy who stood before her, a goofy smirk across his lips. “Thank you.”

“Looks like your hair fell out, you want me to put it back up?” He asked sweetly, feeling slightly guilty about that but Clarke shook her head and shifted so that she was facing the table, Monty opposite her, stifling a laugh. Clarke glared.


Bellamy shot a smirk at Raven who was grinning herself at the stroppy blonde, then sat down opposite her, his eyes on Clarke as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, she lifted an apple Harper had offered her and took a bite, avoiding Bellamy’s intense stare. He like her hair down, it made her look younger, with no braids or pins pulling it back, just her hair. 

Conversation had perked back up throughout the hall, the silence vanishing and talk on the table returned, Clarke soon got involved a smile returning to her face. Only adding to her beauty, Bellamy thought. Clarke finally met his gaze, shocking him a little seem as she’d been avoiding but a softer smile crossed her lips when she looked at him. Not one like when she smiled to the others, one she reserved for him, her whole person softened and she relaxed, letting herself release the stress that she was holding. Bellamy returned the same smile, eyes full with such love for her he wasn’t sure how he held it in sometimes. Clarke ducked her head shyly when the moment lasted a second too long and resumed her conversation with Harper.

“You’re in deep, Blake.” Raven hissed, his mind paused as he registered Raven’s words, his eyes moving to Clarke to see if she’d heard. But she was still lost in words with Harper and Bellamy looked back to Raven who was shaking her head with a smirk, Jasper chuckling beside her. “You can’t even deny it, the whole hall saw you.”

Bellamy frowned, “We can have this discussion elsewhere, for now,” Bellamy spared another glance at Clarke. “Would you be quiet?”

Raven let out a laugh alongside Jasper, the pair high-fiving one another whilst Bellamy rolled his eyes and started up conversation with Monty to distract himself from his other friends.

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@misty0311: this is my first prompt on this account and I hope you like it. Let me know what you think

Anon: “B and C aren’t speaking to each other so the deliquents decide to lock them inside the drop ship until they forgive each other… They confess their feeling towards each other”

Bellamy and Clarke were fighting, to most of the delinquents it wasn’t something out of the ordinary, they always fought. From subtle comments to each other to screaming through the hallways, making sure to everyone another big dispute has risen between the two. But this time, this time it was different, Jasper could feel it.

The fight started, to everybody else, when the shouting matches had stated, mainly jabs at one and each other and their different leadership skills but Clarke, in anger shouted to Bellamy, “YOU’RE A MONSTER!”


Everyone held their breath, Clarke was crying, tears streaming down her face, Bellamy’s face lacked any emotion, keeping it blank, not giving anything off. The blonde ran off, to which, both Monty and Raven ran after her, to comfort her and get an explanation. While that happened, Bellamy stood there, finally allowing a glimpse of emotion to show, his eyes shown with tears, but none o his cheeks. He sauntered back to his room and Miller went after him, posture held straight, ignoring all the looks sent their ways. Jasper followed.

When both pairs asked their respected leaders, they both shut all of the down.

Raven and Monty had sided with Clarke evidently, and Jasper and Miller with Bellamy, though all four tried to get them to talk to each other, begged both of them to explain the new found distance in their relationship, but both stood their ground, each time answering with a angered and exhausted no.

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Essays in Existentialism: FtWD VII

please continue the ftwd au

The smell of the salt of the sea woke her. It popped with every drop of rain that plucked at the surface, kicking up kernels of ocean that mingled with breeze and the storm, wafting through the open porthole, dripping from the railings and sails and ropes. As wonderful as it was, she dug her nose into the pillow and inhaled the heat of bodies, the lingering hint of skin, and that clean, soapy remnant from freshening up before bed. Eyes closed and ears not working just yet, the taste and smell of a morning storm and lingering bruises made her purr as she stretched in the sheets.

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Tunnel Vision (Part II)

A.N= I know it was meant to be posted an hour ago, but i wanted to write it over again because i felt like i could have done better! So this is the final piece, and i hope you guys enjoy! Please give me feedback and tell me if you want a part 3? :) ~K


**Kourtney’s P.O.V**

Coming out of my deep sleep, I heard a slight knocking on my front door downstairs. I sat up on the bed, listening intently for another loud knock. Please just go away so I can go back to sleep and not have to deal with my reality. Knocks were getting louder which made me jump to my feet to make my way down. Who could it be? Is there something wrong? I started to panic as I ran down to open the door. Looking through the peep hole I seen Harry. Oh god, I don’t want to see him right now, or do i? Opening the door he looked so miserable and stressed, because of me. “Hey” He whispered, looking at me intently. “Hi, come inside, you look freezing” He followed my path to the kitchen as I went to put the kettle on. Awkward silence started to build to the point where I couldn’t contain my laughter. “Whats so funny, love?” Harry chuckled as he took a seat on the kitchen stool. “Nothing, just hate awkward silences I guess” “I didn’t think that silence was awkward was it?” “Oh, maybe it was just me then” I turned around to look at him, to see him shivering in the seat. “Here let me get you a blanket, you look froze. “No really ill be fine!” “Harry you look as if there is icicles forming on the tip of your nose” He started to chuckle once again. I love to see him happy, not miserable. I was trying to stall the dreaded conversation about what happened earlier, but it was inevitable. “That should do the trick!” “Thanks love” I wrapped him with my cotton blanket, wrapping it around his shoulders, tucking it under his arms. I looked up to him to see his eyes gazing into mine, so attentively. Me? Well I could just stay like this forever, looking at him, closely. Taking in all of his features, his pale complexion, his facial hair that was just breaking through, his naturally curved lips. Man, I could just look at his lips all day, think about them, what it would be like to kiss them. Feeling myself looking at them I moved straight to his eyes, once again, an awkward silence was in the room. I felt his arms wrapping around my elbows, pulling he into him. His legs moved apart for me to stand in between them. Now the awkward silence wasn’t so awkward. My hands moved to his forearms, feeling his cold skin attach to my hands. His stare was so intimidating, but it felt right, being here with him like this. He slowly moved his head down to catch my lips to his. Slowly and tenderly at first, and then with a swift gradation of passion which made me fall more for him. When we moved into the kiss, his hands slowly worked their way up to my back, grabbing more of my upper body, pulling me closer than what I thought was possible. The edges of my body started to melt and I became part of him. He was sending wild nerves through my body that I never knew that I was capable of feeling. Only Kyan could that to me. But with harry, this was something else. Feeding back into my conscious mind, I suddenly realise that I was kissing him back. I suddenly let go of his lips, and pushed back out of his grip.

“Im sorry harry, I shouldn’t have done that” Wiping my mouth, looking down to the ground, in disbelief that I let this happen. “Hey, hey, it was me too, we both kissed. You shouldn’t be apologising” Harry got up from his chair, letting go of the blanket which he left draped over the chair. “Oh my god what am I doing?” I pushed my fingers through hair as I leaned on the island in front of me. I shouldn’t be messing with my own emotions, using other people. Its just not right. “Like im fighting with you over the fact that I might get back together with Kyan and here I am kissing you. I am just so confused right now. Its not fair on you, im sorry” Looking back at him, I clasped my hands together, then looking at my chipped nail polish. “Kourtney you shouldn’t be sorry, I don’t know why you keep apologising, because this whole thing is not your fault. You just need to see that you could be treated so much better than what he could ever treat you. You need someone to take you out to dinner, and not rush through it just so he could come home to watch the football match. You need someone to buy you flowers and do little sweet gestures to let you know that he thinks about you all day no matter what they are doing, you need someone to tell you how beautiful you look everyday even if you think you look as if you’ve been dragged through a forest.” He came up close to me and put his hand on my waist, turning me around to stare at him. “You need someone that will kiss you every five minutes, not because he feels like he has to, but because he loves the way you taste, and how your lips feel when you kiss. You need someone that loves your flaws even if you think they are embarrassing, You just need someone to treat you like a princess everyday, not the way that wanker treats you” I stood looking at him, taking in what he just said. This just made me fall even more for him, the way he knows what a girl wants and needs to make them feel special. I couldn’t put words into my mouth for a response, trying would make my voice crack with emotion, because I know that I am falling for him, slowly, and then all at once. “Kourtney I have seen the way he has treated you when you were together, and he does not treat you like that. And it breaks my heart to see you not happy, even when you think you are. You deserve much more than that” His hand moved up to my bicep, running his cold hands up and down, just making me feel in complete heaven. “If you were with me I would make you feel like a queen every single day, I would never let you fall even if you think your not. I would make you so happy that it would make everyone jealous” He chuckled to himself, quickly changing his facial expression once again. “I would love you 10 times more than that asshole ever could” I cant believe what I’m hearing right now, is he implying what I think he is? “Harry, I, I don’t know what to say” I looked back down to the ground, trying to assemble the words to put together in my head. “How long have you been feeling like this?” “Since that night, it was heartbreaking to see you go through such pain. Love is a painful thing, but with you, I helped you mend your heart. Becoming close to you since then has made me feel things, and when you walk into a room, I get butterflies. And I love the way you are so close with my mum and Gem, I know it sounds silly but I love the way you feel comfortable around them. I love the way you look so effortlessly beautiful when you think otherwise. I love the way you love, and I want you to love me like that.”  Harry I d-” He walked around to lift the blanket, folding it neatly. “I know that its a lot to take in, but I did want to tell you. I was just putting it off in my head I guess” I stood just staring at him. He is the reason why I am happy every single day. Just waking up, knowing im going to see him that day just makes me giddy, and knowing now that he feels the same way, it has really made up my mind as to who I want right now. I slowly walked over to him, removing the half folded blanket from his hands, throwing it on the island. I threw my arms around his neck, grasping the hair at the nape of it, and forcing his head to clash with mine. It didn’t take much forcing. Matching our lips together once again made me feel like I was in euphoria, like I was home.

**Harry’s P.O.V**

. “I know that its a lot to take in, but I did want to tell you. I was just putting it off in my head I guess” I cannot believe what I have just said. I mean ive always dreamed of the way to tell her since the moment I knew but I never expected it to happen like this. But im glad its out now, and now she knows. But I don’t want to make her confused, and make her think differently of me. I wish it didn’t go down the way it did earlier today, but she has to know the truth. If she gets back together with him I will be physically and emotionally heartbroken. She means the world to me and to see her go through so much with that arsehole really made me open my eyes about him. I couldn’t stand to look at her after what I said, I didn’t even know where to stand. So I walked over to where the blanket lay loosely on the stool, and I started to fold it. I wanted her to know and now she does. Oh god, I don’t know where we stand from here. She slowly made her way over to me, never taking her eyes off me. Looking up into her eyes, they looked different. She took the blanket from my hands, threw it on the island and faced back at me. She made her way to me, wrapping her arms around my neck, and her hands clutching my curls. She quickly forced my head down to hers, and I quickly reciprocated, wrapping my arms around her waist, pulling her into me. This felt incredible, and right. Our kiss was getting heated, my tongue making entry into her mouth was sending shivers all over my body. I heard a slight moan coming from her lips, if I hear that again she would have made me cum in my trousers, but I knew that I had more respect for her. I know this is as far as it will go, so ill just fuck my hand later, replaying that noise in my head. I slowly stopped the kiss and looked into her eyes. “I don’t think I can take this any further” “What? Why?” “Because your confused, sad, you don’t know if you want this” “Harry I have wanted you ever since I met you, but I had other priorities in mind. I need this right now, you have no idea how long I have wanted this” Im in absolute disbelief! Am I hearing what I think she said? “You have?” “Yes Harry. This might not be the best situation that we are in right now, but I do know that right now, I want you, I need you” Her hands slowly grazing up my shirt that was half buttoned, tucking them underneath tracing my inked skin. I grabbed her jaw in my hands and pulled her lips to mine again, she didn’t have to say anything else. Lets just love the night.

**Kourtney’s P.O.V**

As we had entered my bedroom, most of our clothes had been removed, lying somewhere in my house. He pushed his hands up to unclasp my bra as my ffet hit the side of the bed. I quickly grasped his hands, stopping his tracks. “Do you mind if I, you know, keep my bra on?” I stammered as I looked at him, ashamed. “Why whats wrong?” “I just don’t like my chest, I would rather if I kept it on” “Hey, don’t worry, I just want you to feel comfortable tonight and have fun, I don’t want you to feel embarrassed” I smiled into him as he moved his hands down to my waist, massaging the skin just above my thong. “Lay down beautiful” He softly pushed me down onto the bed, making my hair spread across the linen, and my arms rested around my head My legs were lying over the bed where he was standing, but I moved them into myself, to make room for him. He looked at me intently, taking me into his memory. I was taking in what I was seeing. Harry, without his jeans on, man bun down, shirt buttoned down, hair looking sexy as always, I just needed him to touch me. “C’mere” I whispered, he then snickered at me and put his hands on my knees, making them spread for him. Giggling doing so, I moved my hands under his shirt and around his shoulders, slowly removing the item of clothing that was hiding the second best part of him. I think you will get where my number one favourite part his of him. He moulded into my body as his lips went straight to assault my neck with kisses, moving his way down to the top of my breasts, then working his way back up to my collarbones. My legs slowly wrapped around his waist naturally, trying to pull him in closer to my centre. I needed some sort of friction to maintain the heat coming from my core, because of him.

**Harry’s P.O.V**

Im in complete ecstasy right now, she feels amazing being this close to me, and I cant wait to be inside her, or taste her. Fuck I need to taste her. “I wanna go down on you baby girl, I bet you taste so good” She looked oddly confused about my statement, which made her face go red of embarrassment, so of course I had to illiterate. “Baby, have you ever been eaten out before?” She looked down at my chest and then back up to my eyes. “Well ive only ever been with Kyan, and it was all about him, so, no” She looked so humiliated even saying that out loud. Wait, she’s only ever been with him? And shes never been eaten out before? Wow, this is going to be a very good night indeed. “Baby girl, im going to show you what you were missing” I smirked at her while she giggled, like a nervous giggle I guess. Soon she will be screaming my name. I kissed her one last time, then I didn’t take time to make my way down to her thong. I quickly removed it, feeling how damp they were in my hands made my cock twitch. Looking down at her freshly shaved core, it made my mouth water. I spread her legs wider as I lowered myself between them. “God Kourtney, you are soaking, im glad I can have you all to myself” My mouth made its way to her swollen clit, giving it little kitten licks, slowly, teasing her. Her second moan of the night reappeared, damn, what is she not going to be like when I fuck the shit out of her. I started to drag my tongue over her clit with more pressure and a little quicker to help her get to where I want her to be. I then slowly began to eat her out, gathering all of her fresh juices onto my tongue, but making sure I did pay more attention to her clit, because with every lick, I had right where I wanted her. “You taste so sweet baby girl, I could eat you all day, so good” I moaned, licking the wetness that was dripping out of her hole with ease. She started to pant my name out while putting her fingers through my hair, pushing down on my head. I knew she was close. Her hips started to lift off of the bed, but I managed to use my hands to keep her down. Fuck this is so hot. “Aw, fuck Harry, im guna cum” Her girlish moans got my dick to ooze pre cum into my boxers. Her hips was gyrating quicker as I fucked her clit with my tongue, screaming for me to stop but I continued. I had to touch my dick for some kind of relief, but once I gave my dick one stroke, I came in my boxers, a lot of it. “Shit” I continued to ride out her high as I continued to massage my cock, making sure there that my high was reached. “Im sorry” “Why are you sorry Harry? Was I not meant to cum?” “No I wanted you to cum, not me” She looked down at my wet boxers, and back at me. “Already?” She smirked, looking at me with a snigger to her little sexy face. “Well I haven’t had sex in a very long time, and plus, its with you, so of course im guna jizz in my pants” We both laughed historically as i made my way up to sit on the bed again. God I love where this is headed.

**Kourtney’s P.O.V**

After we had a little giggle, he made his way back to me, kissing me deeply again. His tongue grazed gracefully into my mouth, massaging with mine to deepen the kiss. He made his way in between my legs again, lowering his crotch so his hard on was grinding on my wet centre. He started to move his lips slightly as we continued to kiss, helping to bring us on for round 2. “Do you have any condoms?” I disconnected our lips to ask, as his hips continued to manoeuvre over mine. “No I don’t actually, shit” He looked at the side table as I could see the thoughts flashing through his mind. “I think I might have some” “You do?” “Don’t act so surprised, I did use them with my fiancé you know?” I laughed so make light of the conversation, but that didn’t last because there was just pure sex in the room. I took one out of the box of 12 and put it on the night stand, and handed it to Harry. “That’s too small for me” “What do you mean they’re too small, they fit all sizes?” I looked up to harry to see a smirk on his face. “Oh haha” I mocked as he took off his boxer briefs, finally letting me have a look at him. Wow. He is big. Big big. “Problem?” Harry smirked once again as he caught me staring. “No, just admiring the view” I smiled as I watched him put on the condom. He was right, them condoms are far too small for him. “I hope you like yours, I know I certainly do” Once he had put on the condom he crawled his way up to me, with his hard erection hitting off his stomach. “Are you cold or anything?” Harry questioned as he placed another kiss on my lips. “No im good Harry, thank you” I kissed back as he moved down to my feet. He pulled my legs so I was on the edge of the bed with him, and he jerked himself off a few times before lining up to my entrance. “Are you ready?” “Fucking take me baby” As I said those words Harry’s tip massaged my clit and down to my core, gathering some juices so he could slide in with ease. He slowly pushed his cock inside of me, filling me up deliciously. A loud moan coming from Harry would make me cum right there, it was just amazing. “Oh fuck Harry” I screamed as he started to rock his shaft in and out of me, agonisingly slowly. He leaned down over me, grabbing my legs to swoop them around his waist, and his hands helped to move my core to his with effortlessness. He started to go faster the moment I started to moan his name in his ear. The slapping of skin on skin and moans where the only thing you could hear in the house, damn it I wouldn’t care if the neighbours could hear it. He filled me up so well, and the way he thrusts, its like he wants to make me cum first before him. Its different. “Are you okay babygirl?” “Yes” I pant as the pleasure was too much to bear. “Can I go harder with you baby? Can I take you harder? I would love to destroy your little tight cunt baby” Mumbling as he continues to ram into me. “Yes Harry, fuck” I yelled as he immediately started to slam his hips into mine, crashing into my walls with a lot more force, and small cries of pleasure started to leave Harry’s lips.

I continued to moan and scream loudly, which only encouraged him to slam harder into me, that just made me more wet than ever. “You come across like a innocent little girl but you’re a horny little lady, oh fuck I can make you bad babygirl” Harry whispered at he continued to ram inside of me. I slid out of me suddenly, and moved to lie on the bed, with his head resting on the bed frame. “C’mere baby, ride for me, fuck me so good baby” I came over and straddled his hips quickly. We were both eager to cum so quick, we just didn’t have time. I grabbed his dick, pumped it a few times and then pushed it through my slick hole. “Roll your hips, grind on me baby, ill do the rest” Sensing I was only new to this, he grabbed my hips and started to slam into my core through this angle. “Fuck baby, you like it like that don’t you? You bad girl” I started to grind my hips into his thrusts for a few seconds, and I started to notice his hips were getting sore, so he wasn’t moving as fast. I suddenly pressed my lips against his as I pressed hard on his pelvic bone, making him stop. “Baby let me ride you” I whispered as I started to bounce lightly while grinding on him, just like he asked me to do, but he liked to take control. I got this. Harry’s eyes started to roll back in his head, his nose scrunching up with intense pleasure, as he let his head fall back to the bed frame. I placed my hands on his knees as I grinded on his cock, letting him get a good view of his cock vanish and re-emerge from my centre. “Fuck baby, just like that, your little pussy fucks me so good. Fuck im gonna cum” I started to quickly stimulate my clit has he started to take over, thrusting with all of the strength he had left, just so we could reach our climaxes. My stomach was now flipping with the amount of pleasure, I started to shake above him. “C’mon babygirl cum for me, drench my cock so good for me, I want to feel you cum” He continued to thrust into me as he took over stimulating my clit as I sat back with my hands on his knees again, stretching my neck back, bringing me to my euphoria. When I came down from the best orgasm I’ve ever had in my life, harry started to release his load inside of me, with loud grunts and his hands going straight to my breasts as he came hard. He stilled in me for about a minute to make sure we were both done. Panting like we had done the London marathon, I slowly took him out of me and lay down beside him, catching my breath. “Wow. That. Was. Amazing.” Harry stated as he looked over to me. “Yeah it was alright” I snickered, looking at him for his reaction. “Just alright?” I started to lightly laugh to myself with his reaction. “Ill show you that ill be the best you will ever have” He grabbed me around the legs, again pulling me close to him so he could wrap my legs around his waist once again, and he grabbed the rest of the packet of condoms. “Were guna need these all I think”    

Deans Contestant

Authors: @riversong-sam, @doro7winchester
Word Count: roughly 2200
Parings: Demon!Dean x reader
Warnings:  SMUT, swears
A/N:  Feedback is greatly appreciated. first smut piece by either of us

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A life without them ***SPOILERS***

Carl Grimes Imagine!
A/N: This is based off of S7E1 and i just had this idea in my head for a while. I wrote it like two days ago but Tumblr decided to delete everything so i had to start over >:[ p.s: contains spoilers, so obviously don’t read if you havent seen the episode.
Triggers: blood. gore?? death

This is what i get for wanting to tag along. I was currently sitting in the line-up, between Rick and Sasha. Negan smiles as he walks by. My eyes wander to the bat covered in barbed wire resting on his shoulder. He holds it up for all of us to see. “This… this is Lucille. And she is awesome.” he chuckles. I glare at him. He then turns his head to look at me. “All this, all this just so we can pick out which one of you gets the honor.” He points the bat each of us. I look over at my boyfriend, Carl, fear evident in my eyes. He looks at me with a somewhat reassuring smile. Though i know he’s scared. Maybe more than me. “What are you two lookin’ at?” We turn our heads to see Negan staring at us. He stalks over in front of Carl. He studies him for a moment before turning to Rick. “This is your kid, right?” He roars with laughter. “This is definitely your kid” Carl risks a glance at me. Unfortunately, that was the wrong move.

Negan looks over at me. A smile creeps it’s way onto his face. Rick takes my hand in his and gives it a reassuring squeeze. “And i’m assuming this is his little princess?” He laughs. “JUST STOP THIS!” Rick yells next to me. “HEY” Negan says pointing the bat at Rick. “Do not make me kill the little future serial killer” He says pointing the bat just centimeters away from my face. “or her lover.” He points the bat towards Carl. “Don’t make it easy on me. I gotta pick somebody. Everybody’s at the table waiting for me to order.” Negan says then looks back at me. He smirks. “I got an idea.”

He grabs me by the arm and pulls me to my feet. Rick’s hand is yanked from mine. Negan drags me to the center. He whistles, and suddenly, the group, my family, all have guns to the back of their heads. “You, pretty little lady, are gonna choose who gets to meet my girl Lucille.” He smirks. Negan grips my arm so hard i’ll surely have a bruise. But i’m not to concerned about that right now.

Panic. Panic. Panic.
I can’t do it.
“Now i’m gonna give you 10 seconds, or i’ll have my boys blow every single one of their heads off.” Negan smiles like he just said the funniest thing ever.
I don’t know what to do.
I’m shaking now.
I can’t.
Negan’s voice gets louder and louder.
I can’t.
He’s yelling now.
I can’t let any of them die.
I can’t.
“Times up sweetheart.”
I won’t.
I hear the guns click.
And everything goes silent.

A smile slowly grows on Negan’s face. “Brave princess.” He chuckles. I look at Daryl. The man who i’ve looked up to as a brother. He looks at me with so much fear and sadness in his eyes. I look at Rick, he was like a father to me. He meets my eyes and i know he’s breaking. He can’t watch his people die. I look at Carl. My love. My everything. He looks back at me with sonething i cant quite make out. Anger? Like he’s mad i could even think of making this choice. Sadness? Like maybe he’s about to lose it all. Understanding? Like he knows i couldn’t live with anyone dying for me. One by one, i look at everyone in the group.

I look at Glenn. He’s crying. So are Maggie and Rosita. I glance at Abraham, who looks like hes about to explode. I finally turn back to Negan and give him a small nod. At first, i don’t think he notices, but then he chuckles again. “Time to go, princess.” He smiles and raises that bat over his head. I don’t close my eyes. I don’t flinch. I just wait. I wait for the skull crushing pain. But it never comes. “STOP. Take me instead” i hear a voice say. I really hope it’s not who i think it is. It’s not. I look over at Abraham, who’s eyes are full of rebellion. Negan roars with laughter. “Looking out for the princess, huh?”

Abraham clenches his jaw. “Well if you insist” Negan says and i instantly step up. “No please, don’t kill him.” I beg. Negan just laughs at me. “NO! No please, please don’t kill him. Kill me instead please.” Negan chuckles. “No, im gonna bash his skull in, and you’re gonna watch.” One if Negan’s men grab me by the arms and drag me to wear Abraham was. “You gotta get used to the real world, princess. So, you close your eyes, you look away, ill bring this bat down on another one if y'all’s head so fast you wont know what happened til they’re dead.” Negan says. I look at Abraham, who gives me a small nod. My lip trembles and i look at Daryl who has literal murder in his eyes. “Anybody moves, anybody says anything, cut the boy’s other eye out and feed it to his father and then we’ll start. You can breathe, you can blink, you can cry. Hell, you’re all gonna be doing that.”
Negan says and before i can react, brings the bat down in Abraham’s head. Hard. I flinch, but i don’t look away. The bat comes away bloody. Abraham looks back up at Negan with defiance.
“Ho! Ho! Look at that! Taking it like a champ!” Negan laughs. Abraham glares at him. “Suck. My. Nuts.” He says. That’s when i knew it was all over. “Damn” Negan says and brings the bat down on Abraham’s head again. Over and over and over again. All i can do is stare.

When he’s done, Negan gets right up in my face. “Get the picture, sweetheart?” He says to me. That’s when Daryl loses it and shoves me out of the way, then punches Negan in the face. At least 4 men including the one that was holding me tackle Daryl. Negan just laughs. He then uses the end of the bat to hit Daryl in the stomach a few times. “Take him to the truck. We got ourselves a fighter.” He says. “Listen, i don’t tolerate any of that, and i need you all to know me.” He says before turning and smashing his bat onto Glenn’s head.“ Someone screamed. It’s takes me a few seconds to realize it was me. The bat comes away with blood and flesh hanging off of it.

The rest goes by in a blur. Negan taking Rick. Almost forcing him to cut Carl’s arm off. I knew i couldn’t freak out. So i sat there. Numb.
By the time Negan’s crew left itwas morning. No one says anything. No one moves. Thats when i lose it. I start bawling, not being able to breathe. Carl crawls over to me and cradles me in his arms. “Shh baby its ok. We’ll be ok” He says gently. I don’t have to look up to know everyone is watching. But i really don’t care. “It’s all my fault.” I mumble. “No, no i promise it’s not.” Carl says after a second. “Yes it is! If Negan would’ve just killed me this could’ve been over! Abraham wouldn’t have died! Maybe even Glenn would still be alive! This is all my fault!” I scream. “No, no Abraham made his choice for you, and you has nothing to do with Glenn.” Carl says reassuringly. I bury my head in his chest and sob uncontrollably for the next 10 minutes. I don’t look up, but i know they moved the bodies.

Maybe i could’ve saved them. This is all my fault. I should’ve died, not them. I cry, until i slowly feel myself fade into unconsciousness with only one thought on my mind.

These people are my family. Death doesn’t scare me. A life without them does.