sorry for messing up the lines

anonymous asked:

Imagine Graves with really bad pickup lines except he messes them up. Such as "I like your last name, can I have it?". Instead he says "I like my last name, would you like it?" And he just gets blank/offended stares until someone (Newt?) starts accepting his ridiculous offers and they end up dating.

Sorry for such a latee reply anon! I hope you don’t mad at me. *puppy eyes*

Here you are; hope you enjoyed the prompt!

He knew this is what they call ‘Love at first sight’. Oh Mercy Lewis, look at that beautiful ginger soft wavy curls. His smile is brighter than the sun and Percival thinks he may burn like vampire in daylight. Percival keep his face neutral though he’s pretty panic inside when the man in blue coat walks to his direction.

“You must be Mr. Graves!” The man says with sincere smile as he offers his hand. Percival tries to look surprise as he took the man’s warm hand in his, oh, this is too much to handle.

“Yes, and…?” The man blushes, pulls his hand back to his side as he stutters his introduction.

“O-oh, I’m so sorry. I’m Newt—Newt Scamander” He grins and Percival feels his heart’s working too hard. He clears his throat.

“What a unique name,” He whispers and Newt chuckles “Yeah, who’s gonna name their kids a lizard.”

“Oh no, no. I’m Percival Graves, by the way.” The director smirks because he just comes up with the perfect pick-up line for this situation. No one knows that Percival always prepare some pick-up lines, just in case, like this time. Without thinking, Percival blurts out.

“And I like my last name, would to like to have it?”

Newt looks offended and Percival realizes what did he just say!? Nope. No no no no no! He meant to say ‘I like your last name, can I have it?’ Oh Mercy Lewis! He rehearses this like a thousand time, then why he messes it up. Percival you stupid!

The magizoologist seems to zone out for a while, and he is looking at his feet like there’s something on his shoes.

“Em…well…” Newt reluctantly looks up to meet Percival’s eyes; the director is beet red and embarrassed. Fortunately, there’s no one here to witness.

“I’m…I’m sorry, Mr. Scamander. I don’t know what—I mean, it meant to be I like your last name.” That makes thing worse. Newt squints at Percival, eyebrows furrows tight.

“That’s quite bold for our first meeting though.” Newt interrupts, playing with the hem of his blur coat, and Percival gulps nervously. Of course Newt doesn’t buy it. What a lame pick-up line.

“Can we at least dating first? I don’t want to skip to the wedding without dating.” Newt gives the director soft smile and Percival swears he’s shocked. Hell yeah! Why not!?

“Y-yes, of course, yes. I’d love that.”

At that, they starts dating, much to everyone confusion. However, despite their awkward and confusing beginning, it ends rather perfectly.

Originally posted by addictedtoeddie

lin-manuel miranda show lines that i relate to

“i never win shit”

“hey guys it’s me, the biggest disappointment you know”


“hamilton sit down”

“i can never be satisfied”

“a mess she looked pathetic”

“ive never seen this much money in my life”

“i disagree”

“actually, it said us navy”

“talk less” “im sorry what” “shut up, go home and pull your damn pants up”
What’s in France

Request: Hello! I have a request, how about reader is in love with newt, but she thinks newt loves leta(when they were in hogwarts)(and newt had been distant) which is why she lost contact with him after he got expelled. Angst!! They meet years later and turns out newt realised he loved reader when he lost her. Pls a happy ending! Im sorry if its too detailed, I’m just really excited about this one. Love u!

Word Count: 2,665

Pairing: Newt x reader

Requested by Anonymous

Requests are currently open! Feel free to send one in

Newt twists in his bed, kicking the sheets from his chest and running a hand over his face. The moonlight streaks illuminate the small clock hanging crooked on the room’s wall. 2:53. Groaning, he flips onto his stomach, coming face to face with a picture of you breaking into a shy smile.

The familiar tears prick his eyes as he watches it happen over and over, falling back asleep and into a restless dream of you smiling.

“Are you sure you don’t want to come? It’ll be fun. Come on, we can go to The Three Broomsticks and split a glass of butterbeer like we used to.”

“I have too much studying to do.”

You groan and fall onto the couch next to your friend. “Newt, we haven’t had time to hang out in ages.” You deepen your voice to sound like his. “It’s always ‘I’m studying’ or ‘I have to write notes.’ Why don’t you take one break to go with me?”

Newt tears his eyes from the book in front of him, smile forming on his lips. “I’m busy. I need to pass this next potions exam. We’ll go next month, I promise.”

“Newt.” You whine, drawing out his name until he raises his eyebrows at you in false annoyance.

“Fine. You win.”

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RFA HEADCANONS: They Get Jealous~

(It’s almost midnight, what am I doing with my life. ANYWAYS. It would be so great if someone would request something *hint hint* *wink wonk* because it’s hard trying to be creative. Lel.)


RFA~ they get jealous. V+Saeran included.



Yoosung has always been a more jealous type. Literally, if he even sees you talking to anyone other than him, he can’t help but feel a little uneasy.

So, he would go to the restroom for a brief few seconds, and when he gets back..

You’re. Talking. To. Another. Guy??

Now, he didn’t know that this ‘other guy’ was a cousin you haven’t seen in a while.

His stomach goes in knots, and he balls up his fists, wanting nothing more than to go push the guy away from you.

Sadly, he is probably too shy to just walk up there, but for a few moments, he tries to gather up his courage to go take you back.

When he realizes he’s just too nervous, he starts to think that he lost you, and starts tearing up a bit.

At this point, you’d be like “damn boi, how long it take to pee?” And start to look around..well, o shit, your cute blondie is just standing all the way back there.

“Yoosung? Come over here! I’d like you to meet my cousin…wait, are you crying?”

“Wha- cousin?! Oh..! Uhm..I- I wasn’t crying..!! I yawned! Aha. Hi. Nice to meet you, (C/N)..!”



Uhm. Who are you talking to?

He is pissed off when he see’s you talking to one of his better looking security guards.


He’s probably gonna start getting really touchy on you, (kink) and grip you by the waist h a r d.

Casually starts questioning the security guard as to wHY WAS HE TALKING TO YOU?

you’d get really embarrassed, and tell jumin to stop making a scene, buT HE IS JUST “NO” NO ONE ELSE CAN LOOK AT YOU LIKE THAT?

Straight out fires the guy. Oops.

“Jumin, what the hell?! Why would you fire him? He wasn’t trying to steal me away! I love you, and only you.”

“…Hm. I don’t like people eyeing you like that. That’s for me to do, no one else. ..(Y/N) know I love you. I only want what’s best for you.”



You two will be at one of Zen’s musicals, just enjoying the show..wheN THIS IDIOT JUST DECIDES TO START FLIRTING WITH YOU???

You try to tell the guy, you don’t swing that way?? But he doesn’t listen??

Jaehee goes into extreme jealous woman mode, and actually lashes out on the guy.

“She said she doesn’t go that way. Do you not get what she meant? Are you that idiotic? Do I seriously have to show you who she BELONGS to?”

Will casually start making out with you right then and there.

The guy will scoff and walk off, giving Jaehee the middle finger.

Jaehee awkwardly pulls away, refusing to make eye contact. She’ll probably start nervously running her hand though her hair.

She apologizes??

Nono, sweetie. No need to apologize. You’re a d o r a b l e.

You both end up leaving the theater, just so you can cuddle the rest of the night in peace.

“Jaehee, it’s fine. If anything, I thought it was, come here and love me, baby girl~”

Will high key melt at being called baby girl.

“I’m glad that you could just put the situation behind you so quickly..but, I’m warning you. Next time, I may not be so calm. You’re mine, (Y/N).”



Everywhere you went you seemed to get hit on in one way or another. Normally, Zen would brush it off, knowing that you only had eyes for him.

But oh.

One day. ONE DAY. He’s just had enough.

“Hey, cutie~ I lost my number, mind if I-”

“Yeah, she does mind, actually. Back. Off.”

He would roll his sleeves up, intimidating the guy with his muscles.

“Woah, chill. I was just being nice to the lad-”

“well, that lady happens to be taken. Now, if you ever so kindly..back the hell off, that would be great.”




He’s already a big fan on Pda, but ohhh, it’s gonna increase.

You practically can’t be farther than 5 inches away from him from then on.

“Zen, you know you’re the only one I see..”

“I know, Princess. I’m sorry, it’s just becoming so frequent..I want people to know not to mess with you.”



You two will be joking around, and then you’ll probably trip into someone. (Klutz.)

They’ll help you up, and give you a cheeky smile.


They’ll pull some lame pick up line, like “oh, you fell for me kdkfkfk ha.”


B A C K O F F M Y W I F E???

His normally cheerful attitude is gonna change real quick.

He will get really serious, and pull you closer to him, making sure you aren’t hurt from falling, first. (Or diseased from the guy.)

High key starts sassing the guy.

Starts to laugh, and gives the guy a lil chest bump thing, as they 'make up’

Yeah, well. Seven stole his wallet out of his pocket.

That guy just lost everything, lol.

His money, his ID card, his credit card, business cards.


“Well, you got over that fast. I’m impressed.”

“Heh. Babe, look what I got!”

“IS THAT HIS- oh my god. You’re evil. I love it.”



He’s so gentle, he just stands there awkwardly, shifting his weight on a different foot, waiting for you to hurry up.

You were at an art museum, and this guy came up to you, trying to show you the “best art works” there. He started cracking jokes, and yOU WERE LAUGHING AT THEM?

you didn’t know it was bothering V so much, but he was literally starting to tear up?

He wanted to step in, but if you were having fun, and you were happy.. He would stand it.

He actually felt his heart sink when the guy gave you his email address.

“Yeah, email me sometime. I can teach you a lot more!”

You sighed the moment the guy left, and crumpled up the paper, tossing it in the trash.

“What a waste. I didn’t want to be rude, but God..he was showing the worst pi- V? What’s wrong?”

“Oh..Nothing. Don’t worry about me. Shall we go over here?”



Saeran: (Mild spoiler?? Maybe??)

Literally doesn’t like you talking to anyone.


He’s not the kind of guy that is like “oh, you can’t do this, you can’t do that.” But it’s easy to get him jealous.

In fact, he got jealous of his own brother.


“Yeah? Well if you like his jokes so much, why don’t you just date him instead?!”

Ends up getting in a huge fight with Saeyoung.

Low key starts trying to crack jokes (and fails) to keep up with his brother.

He starts getting so frustrated, thinking he was never going to be as good as his brother. That you would leave him for Saeyoung.

Poor smol bean. You had to reassure him that he was the only Choi for fact, he was the only one at all for you.

“Saeran. You know that I love you, right?”



“… you too, I guess..”

“YOU GUESS? IS OUR LOVE IN QUESTION.” (He freaks out a bit when you say this, lel)

“Wha- no! No.. I..Uhm, I love you, (Y/N). I really do.”

IronFam Scooters

For those who wanted Tony n his friends to all have their own scooters,

Now with 100% more ridiculousness. 

Tony, with his Iron Man scooter: 

I think he wanted to do the ‘leaning on one knee pose’ with his legs, but there was only one area he could ‘lean’ his leg on, and he couldn’t lean so much as precariously lay his ankle on it.

It’s not a very safe pose. 

Rhodey, with his own War Machine scooter:

You can’t see it, but he’s holding the scooter between his ankles and his thigh so it doesn’t fall over. 

(not sure if I got him looking right, or if I’m offending anyone but it was one of the lame poses I found on google so)

It is also not a safe pose. 

Pepper, with one special scooter Tony made because she doesn’t have her own merchandise, and another, cheaper scooter she bought in a store and painted her name on top of it so she can join the cheap merch quality Tony and Rhodey both has: 

Important PSA 1: do not lean on your scooter, it may fold.

Important PSA 2: do not balance your scooter on the front wheel. 

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peach2398  asked:

Hey 💗 I wanted to ask if you could write a HC with the whole RFA+Trio with a very beautiful MC. She is even more handsome than Zen. And it would be great if you could focus on Jumin a bit more because he is my absolute favourite 💗 I love your writing and thank you so much for giving me a such great time with your blog 💗

Oh nice and I love Jumin too so of course why not. I could done this as a small fic too but that be a bit much for all of the members plus the trio.

I ever try to give everyone equal amount of HC length but it really ever depends on the request.

I will start with Jumin this time.

Not spoiler free


The first think about you that really gets his attention is your voice

When he sees you for the very first time you are really stunning to him.

He does notice that you are really beautiful but your are a natural beauty what is a huge difference to the woman he knows.

To him its your heart that he loves the most your beauty if anything makes him more careful when you are around his father.

Knowing his fathers habits.

He would nor brag about it like other members -Zen I´m looking at you-

When you come to the RFA party the other members are stunned when they see you.

Zen thinks you are a supermodel or you should do a movie, maybe even do modeling.

Zen would never admit that you are as pretty as him though.

The other members think that you are and they tease Zen about it.

Jumin gets jealous when Zen hits on you before he knows who you are.

He will scold Zen for that since he knows that you are innocent.

The others find it funny 707 always knew how you look so he is not really surprised but he loves teasing Zen about this later.

Jumin gets more protective about you when he knows what other people think about your beauty.

The press has a field day about you they look in your past to find surgery but you never got any.

When they spread rumors that you are a catfish Jumin gets really mad he could care less what they say about him but when it comes to you he really can´t stand it to see you sad.

He comforts you when it gets to you he knows that your feelings for him are true.


When he sees you for the first time he thinks he dreams or something.

To him you are so stunning he is at a loss of words.

After he gets over his first embarrassment he quickly sees that you are really natural to him.

Even when the other members make fun of him when they see that you are more pretty then he is to him that is only natural.

You are always the most beautiful person on earth so he does not mind it when other people see that as long they know that you are his.

When someone hits on you he always gets really angry and insecure.

You have to remind him that you love only him once a while.

He fully brags about you 24/7  he takes soo many selfies with you its not funny anymore.

He will ask you to model with him at least even what that sometimes makes him feel bad when someone grows to like you too much -make your mind up Zen-

Overall his fans ship you with him specially when you do photo shoots with him.


Before you meet him 707 already teases him about your looks.

What kind of makes him nervous of course seven could be trolling him.

When you meet him at the party you are just as handsome and beautiful as 707 said.

Yoosung is not sure how to deal with that why did you agree to become his pre – gf/bf ?

You could have anyone with that looks you even put Zen to shame.

Zen lowkey agrees that you are pretty – Yoosung is really unhappy about that

You not care about your own looks that much and you think that Yoosung is really cute you like him a lot you don´t really see the issue.

When you kiss him in public to show him that you are serious -he dies-

Yoosung blushes a lot he probably will never fully understand why you like him that much but he is more then happy that you do.

He brag about you and sometimes people doubt that you are really with him what makes him sad.

You then take a picture of you kissing him to shut them off -works every time- rip Yoosung

Sometimes he just pretends that someone pocks fun at him to get a kiss from you


When you meet the first time her glasses almost drop.

She was not expecting that at all.

You look better then Zen is the first think she tells you and then she feels bad that this is the first think she tells you.

Jaehee thinks you should  model or a acting with that looks or yours.

She will gladly manage you and be your number one fan if you do that.

When you have no interest in that and rather open the cafe with her Jaehee feels really blessed.

You are really down to earth Jaehee likes that you are always helping her out.

She feels really blessed that you are always their for her.

Sometimes she takes pictures of you but she keeps them for herself.

When she is drunk she will spam everybody in the chat about how much better you look then Zen and truly in love she is.

You see this later and give her a hug you know she will regret it later but its really cute of her to think that about you.


He saw you on the CCTV he is trolling the RFA with that information.

Zen pesters him for a picture to verify it but 707 refuses.

He has a lot of fun with this till he actually meets you .

He is more nervous then he shows.

The longer he is with you the harder he finds it to focus and that you are that pretty only makes it worth.

You are like always to him though you not really care about your looks that much.

You support him and you help him with everything so he opens up to you and falls deeper for you to the point where he admits it to you.

Later when you meet the rest of the RFA they see that Saeyoung was not lying.

You are really more handsome then Zen but your personality is much more like sevens.

They are impressed that Saeyoung was able to win you over.

You not really care about what the others think you love Saeyoung you been threw a lot at this point and there is much more to you then your outside.

Saeyoung likes to use your looks for pranks sometimes but he never overdoes it.

He ever tells you that you look so much better in his clothes then he does.

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I accidentally written slight routes for the minor trio they deserve them I got carried away


When 707 does the background check on you he does mention that you are more handsome then Zen and V has no idea why 707 even mentions that.

When you two meet for the first time he can barely see but from what he can tell you really look beautiful to him.

It does not really matter to him that much though.

He really likes it that you care so much for the RFA.

When you get closer to him and after that mint eye stuff is settled and someone is thrown into prison, he opens up more towards you.

You have to help him with moving on and your looks really don´t even matter till way later.

After he got the surgery when he starts taking pictures again you become his muse .

He loves taking pictures of you you are really happy for him when he starts working again.

It will take some time to heal his wounds but it will be worth the waiting.


When he lures you to the apartment and sees you on  the monitors he thinks you will be perfect to lure the RFA.

You do a great job being the innocent person he thought you where.

He is not too happy when you get close to his brother but you are just friends with Saeyoung.

Later you and Saeyoung free him and you are always their for him.

He starts to trust you after a while.

He knows the other members like you a lot , he is not too happy when you are too close to them.

You reassure him a lot that you not like them that way.

Saeran is not too afraid of that he just not wants that you leave him alone.

He sometimes wishes that you would be more normal looking then the other members would leave you alone.

Or if you would be ugly he could have you all to himself.

Saeran always chases those bad thoughts away.

You have to make sure that he knows what you feel about him depending on what state he is in.

When he gets comfortable enough to touch you , you can hug him.

It will take a long time for him to be in any kind of relationship and at that point your looks are just a bonus if anything.

Saeran will still be jealous sometimes but he can´t help it.


-I do male Vanderwood unless it´s requested otherwise-

He first sees you on the CCTV he first thinks you had surgery but you did not.

He just ignores you for a while because he thinks you are annoying like Saeyoung.

When you meet him later he is busy with other thinks -aka the secret endings-

He does not even notice that you are not interested in Saeyoung at first.

You actually invite him to join the RFA somehow he agrees.

He has no idea why he should though.

You help him to get used to a normal life again.

You get him a job as guard for Elizabeth the 3rd .

He likes the fact that he can occasionally taser 707

He slowly grows to like you but he has issues to show it.

You have to do the first steps and ignore it when he is nervous towards you.

He has no idea why you like him since you are so pretty and why did he say that loud.

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In Pidge’s defence she hadn’t known that the ancient and unstable Altean artefact was there. She had just assumed it was an ugly Vase and hadn’t thought twice about moving it into the common room so she had something to put her spare nuts and bolts in.
She had actually forgotten all about it by time she had started working on her laptop and the other members of her team had slowly filed in still looking half asleep.
As normal Lance was the last to join them, yawning loudly as if to announce his presence before flopping down on the couch across Hunks lap.
Hunk didn’t hesitate to run his fingers through the blue paladin’s hair like he was some kind of cat.
“I’m bored.” Lance declared after only a few minutes, rolling off Hunk to the ground.
“Then go do something.” Pidge suggested not even looking up from her computer.
“But I don’t wanna do anything!” Lance moaned lying face down on the floor making small noises of protest.
“God Lance your such a child.” Keith rolled his eyes.
As if to prove Keith’s point Lance began kicking his legs like a toddler.
Shiro saw what was going to happen before it happened. He tried to warn Lance but before he could say anything he kicked the vase over causing it to smash against the floor.
“Lance!” Pidge snapped placing her computer to one side, annoyance clear on her face.
“Sorry sorry I’ll clean it up” he replied sheepishly standing up as he began to gather the pieces in his hand.
Hunk was going to warn him to be careful not to cut himself but before the words left his mouth Lance hissed in pain as a thin line of blood formed on his finger.
“Oh Lance.” Hunk mumbled under his breath as he slowly shook his head getting up to grab a cloth to stop the bleeding.
“Jeez can’t you do anything without making a mess.” Pidge huffed surprised by the lack of response. “Lance?”
Shiro asked a feeling of dread settling in.
Lance had gone very quiet, his brow spotted with sweat and his hands were shaking.He looked like he was about to throw up.
“Lance, buddy what’s wrong?” Hunk asked worry clear in his voice.
Lance’s knees suddenly buckled and Hunk had to lung forwards to catch the limp paladin before he hit the floor.
“Lance!” The four yelled rushing over to him.
His face was scrunched in pain, but the most disturbing part was the sounds.
It was like his bones were being ground up.
They watched in horror as they saw Lance’s bones physically move beneath his skin.
“I’ll get Allura!” Keith yelled before running off.
As the minutes ticked by Lance seemed to be physically shrinking.
His lanky frame becoming smaller and smaller, his jaw line rearranging to become softer with fuller cheeks.
He was tiny by the time Allura came racing into the room, she looked around eyes landing on Lance and yelled something in Altean.
The shrinking seemed to stop but Lance still seemed to be in a considerable amount of pain.
“Allura what happened to him?” Shiro asked looking down at his team mate.
Not only was he now smaller he looked younger too. Easily passing for only three or four years old.
“I believe he somehow triggered the Arcane Varse.” She replied grimly placing a hand on his forehead frowning.
“The ugly vase he broke?” Pidge asked.
“That is correct, such artefacts are designed to help young Altean’s learn how to shape shift. However when Lance cut himself it must of logged his DNA and caused the change to what the artefact expected its user to be.”
“Can we turn him back?” Hunk asked still holding Lance close like he was afraid he may dissipear completely.
“With the artifact broken… he is stuck like this until we find a replacement however…”
“Let me guess it’s a super rare object and likely we won’t be able to find it!” Keith snapped angrily.
His anger only intensified when Allura nodded in response “why the hell would you just leave that lying around!” He yelled.
Allura opened her mount to answer when a small whimper came from Lance.
Everyone stopped and stared as he slowly opened his eyes.
“W-what happened?” He asked seeing his teams worried stares.
Lance realised fairly quickly something was wrong from how high his voice was and how big his clothes seemed on him.
The final clue was that he was being cradled by Hunk.
The tears started to fall before he could stop them, loud sobs wracked his body.

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MariChat May Day Eight: Fashion

Adrien scrambles to find books that explain his fashion knowledge.

Super relaxed MariChat is really everything that I want. There will also probably be more “Chat messed up” comics down the line with this month because evidently I am trash for them.

Special thanks to @arkilliandragon for helping me out with fabric stuff!

Check out MariChat May here

Artwork ©: alazic02

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Sick Day

Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Summary: Taehyung was stressed with work and you did everything you could to help even if it meant putting your own health on the backburner. 

Word Count: 2480

Warning: like one use of the f word

Originally posted by jeonskookie

The cup of tea you had set down on the desk for him had gotten cold. It was untouched, not a drop had left the cup. He didn’t even lift a finger or tilt his head in acknowledgment when you entered the room. He was too engrossed in memorizing lines for a drama he was recently cast in. 

“Taehyung-ah. You have to eat something.” You came up behind him and place a hand on his shoulder. It seemed like the only part of his body moving right now were his eyes which danced left and right reading the lines in the script. This drama was pretty important to him. He’d moved up from supporting to second male lead, and he wanted his performance to be perfect. 

You sigh and take the cup of tea from its place on the table. Taehyung’s been sitting there at his desk ever since he came home from dance practice, and that was hours ago. For hours, he’s been sitting there repeatedly scanning each and every page trying to memorize each and every line. 

This was routine for the past few weeks. He’d leave early to go to the studio to either record or dance, come home late into the evening and sit at his desk memorizing the lines. You’d have to force him to go to bed and even then he’d only ever get a good three, maybe four, hours of sleep every night. It was unhealthy for him, and you knew it. 

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I did a thing for @incaseyouart’s amazing Elf!Phan AU which is absolutely awesome!
My brain always jumps to extreme scary situations so i thought why not have some type of being cornered and Phil needing urgent help. (This isn’t canon I just went a little crazy)
And I’m really sorry bc I changed Phil’s cloak a little, I didn’t realize I messed up until I finished the line art…
So I hope you like it Vic ^^ again, all AU credit to her!

betsforsythetrash  asked:

Could you write something where F.P. is in Bughead's lives in the future? Like clean, sober, doting Dad helping plan the wedding or dancing with Betty at their reception or BABYSITTING their child or something? (:

Not gonna lie, I got ridiculously carried away with this, I literally just sat for ages and wrote it all in one go! I was gonna post this tomorrow but I’m too impatient so here you go :)

Thank you so much for the prompt, clearly I had some FP family feels I needed to get out <3

Jughead wasn’t sure why he’d come. Maybe it was because he knew that this time was different. His dad, though perpetually drunk, could usually take care of himself. It was a rare instance when he rang his son, babbling incoherently on the line about how he was sorry, that he couldn’t do this anymore. But that’s exactly what had happened tonight, which was why Jughead was currently making his way up the steps of FP’s trailer at 2AM on a Thursday.

“Dad?” he called out in trepidation, peering around the room at the mess of empty bottles and stale takeout cartons. A groan rang out from the kitchen to his left. Rounding the corner he found his dad, hunched against the cabinets on the floor, broken glass surrounding him, sticky amber liquid pouring out from what remained of the whiskey bottle, blood quickly soaking the fabric of his shirt from the gash in his hand. “Jesus, Dad.” Jughead crouched to get a closer look, tilting FP’s head to meet his foggy, unfocused eyes. He sighed, turning to his hand, picking up the heavy limb and examining the wound. “It’s not that deep, hold on.” He straightened up, searching the draws for a clean dishtowel to wrap around the wound while he cleaned up as best he could. He’d brushed up most of the glass when he realised it would be better to move his dad out of the way if he was going to get this done more efficiently. The smell of alcohol was starting to burn his nose. Jughead flung open a window before reaching down to pick up his dad, staggering against the dead weight that now bore across his shoulders. He dropped him into a nearby chair with a groan, placing a glass of water in front of him before turning back to the task at hand.

FP watched him with dazed eyes, head lolling slightly, blinking slowly as if he were insurmountably tired. Jughead tried not to feel the weight of his gaze burning into the back of his head as he swept, grabbing a mop to tackle the next mess. He was filling up the bucket with warm water when FP finally spoke.

“’m sorry, Jug.” The words were barely defined. Jughead scoffed, slamming the tap off and rested his hands against the edge of the counter, knuckles turning white with the strain.

“Why do you keep saying that?” he bit out. FP blanched at the venom in his son’s voice, one that he hadn’t heard before. Disappointment, sure. Weariness, definitely. But this? Never. “You don’t mean it, you never mean it. If you were sorry you wouldn’t keep doing it over and over.” FP hung his head in shame. “Did you even try? Did you even pretend, to yourself, that this time it could be different?” Jughead turned finally to look at his broken mess of a father. His eyes were hard, fed up of being forgiving. “I can’t believe another one of your empty promises.” He tried to keep the crack out of his voice.

“This time…” FP trailed off, voice drowsy. “You’re mom, Jellybean…” The sound of Jughead slamming a fist against the counter echoed throughout the trailer.

“Stop!” he shouted, tucking his quivering lower lip between his teeth, willing the tears away. He didn’t want to cry over this anymore. It was beyond repair, beyond redemption. “I can’t hold on to this hope, anymore. I’m sixteen, Dad. This isn’t… it shouldn’t be this way. I shouldn’t have to pick you up off the floor,” he let out a humourless laugh, “on a school night.” Jughead averted his eyes, knowing he wouldn’t be able to get this out if he didn’t look away. “I have to start looking for a home somewhere else. With Mr Andrews and Archie. With Betty.” He paused, the image he conjured up of the blonde girl with the soft green eyes and gentle touch calmed him. She felt like home. “I think… I’m gonna marry her someday,” his voice caught and he stopped to clear it, swallowing away every doubt he had about his future. “I want a life with her, a home. And it can’t involve this, I won’t let it. You-” he paused, steeling himself for his next words. “You shouldn’t call anymore. You shouldn’t try and reach me. I can’t be your fall guy anymore. I can’t be the collateral in your messed up life. I won’t do that, not to Betty. She deserves more so that’s what I have to try to be, starting with this.” He took a shaky step towards the door. He saw FP lift a hand towards him hesitantly before thinking better of himself, letting it drop against his thigh with a defeated thud. Jughead shook his head almost imperceptibly - that confirmed it, he didn’t want to try. “Goodbye, Dad.”

The door had swung shut before the first tear slid down FP’s cheek.


It was almost three weeks later when Jughead saw FP again. He shook his head in disbelief at the familiar figure of his father standing outside Pop’s. FP stood up straight on Jughead’s approach.

“Dad, I wasn’t kidding-” he began in a furious whisper, glancing round frantically for prying eyes. He was supposed to be meeting Betty and the rest of the gang here.

“I… I’m sober, Jughead.” The words hung between them as Jughead jolted back in disbelief. He took a moment, now, to really take in the man before him. His skin was pallid and sunken beneath the eyes, dark circles standing out in striking contrast. His hands, Jughead noticed, were shaking. “Almost a week now, for real this time,” FP announced. His tone wasn’t prideful, it was holding something else… hope? Hope that’d he done enough this time to reverse the irreversible. Jughead’s eyes narrowed.

“Really?” he asked sceptically, body stiff with uncertain tension. FP nodded vigorously.

“Yeah. Yes, I swear,” he pleaded. Jughead looked him directly in the eyes, an eerie replica of his own staring back at him, earnest and clear for the first time in years. Jughead felt himself begin to nod slowly.

“Ok. Ok, I believe you. I’ll… come round and see you tomorrow,” he promised, still not making a move to close the distance between them. FP visibly deflated in relief.

“Tomorrow, sure. I’ll see you tomorrow,” he smiled, still small and unsure, before turning to mount his bike, roaring out of the parking lot with renewed hope spreading throughout his chest.


“Here,” FP said, handing Jughead the box. Jughead looked up at him before opening the black velvet lid, smiling at the delicate ring nestled inside. “It was your grandmother’s, she’d want you to have it,” he finished, shrugging awkwardly at the offering.

“She’ll love it,” Jughead murmured, running a finger lightly over the blue sapphire surrounded by clusters of tiny diamonds, set in a gold band. He looked back up at FP with a genuine smile that reached his eyes, nervous excitement beginning to settle in his stomach. FP clapped a hand on his son’s shoulder, looking down at him with pride.

Seven years sober. A little worse for wear but he’d made it because of this boy - this man - stood before him. It had been the furthest road from easy, but he’d endured every shaky step to get him here because he knew this was it, his only chance.

He’d got to be there, in the gym itself, as Jughead took his steps across the stage to collect his diploma, see him look out into the audience for him and not be disappointed to find nothing but an empty seat. He got to be there to help Jughead pack for college, loading his and Betty’s boxes into the beat up old car that he’d salvaged for them as a graduation present, working with Betty in secret to fix it up so it ran smoother than it probably did when it was new.

“He’s gonna love it, Mr Jones,” Betty had giggled excitedly when they got the engine purring just the way they wanted. He laughed at the way she clasped her hands in front of her gleefully as he closed the hood.

“You think?” he asked nervously, dusting dirt off the bumper that wasn’t there.

“Of course! It’s so thoughtful,” she smiled warmly, resting a light hand on FP’s arm. He couldn’t help but smile back at her. He knew why his son was drawn to her, felt so safe with her around. He couldn’t have asked for a better guardian angel for him.

“And you can call me FP, Betty,” he called casually as he moved to clean up their tools. He glanced back at her over his shoulder. “You’re family.”

He was there, once again, when they graduated from college, whooping loudly, much to Jughead’s chagrin, as his son’s name was called. He was there as Jughead announced at dinner that he was going to be a published author. He was there on the day of the launch, posing for photos and making jokes about how he was gonna get a couple of autographed copies because his son was a big shot famous author now, Jughead rolling his eyes while his cheeks flushed. He was there at Betty and Jughead’s housewarming. They’d moved back to Riverdale, Jughead being able to write from anywhere and Betty wanting to be near Polly, taking the opportunity to learn the ins and outs of the family paper. FP said a silent prayer in thank you, as he looked around the room of guests, that his son had chosen to come back to him, even after all that had passed.

And he was there now, as Jughead’s voice shook, telling him that he was going to propose to Betty.

“Took you long enough,” he’d quipped, hand reaching out to ruffle the dark mop of hair as Jughead ducked, laughing shyly.


“Oh, this one’s beautiful, Juggie!” Betty had gushed as she poured over wedding magazines while the three of them sat in their living room over coffee - a weekly routine for them now. FP leaned over to catch a glimpse of the image she was pointing to. The wedding was outside, full of white fabric and furniture. Betty was pointing to the ornately carved archway, weaved with white roses, lilies, baby’s breath. Her eyes were shining.

“Well I could make you one of those, help with the cost,” FP said casually, taking a sip of his coffee. Betty turned her glowing green eyes on him immediately, gripping his forearm lightly.

“Really?” she was radiating hope. FP laughed at her enthusiasm.

“Yeah, sure. There’s a lumber yard not too far away, and I can borrow a couple of tools from the construction site. Easy,” he nodded in affirmation.

“Oh, thank you, FP!” she gasped, leaning over to kiss his cheek in gratitude. A shy laugh burst from his lips as he looked down, pink dusting the tops of his cheekbones. Betty flew out of the room to call Polly as FP looked up, catching Jughead’s mouth turned up in amusement. He smiled back contentedly.


“Need a partner?” FP asked, holding his hand out to the bride where she sat, chin resting in her hand as she watched her husband dance with his sister. She smiled gracefully, accepting his offer and floating out onto the dance floor, an ethereal wave of satin and lace.

“Thank you so much, FP,” she said earnestly as they began to sway, reaching up to adjust one of the flowers in her hair.

“Aw, it was nothing, Betty, really,” he replied, casting his eyes to the floor.

“No, it was! You did all this,” she insisted, gesturing to the space around them. He’d gone a little further than just building the archway he’d promised. He’d practically taken it upon himself to build the whole venue. Along with the arch he’d set up strips of white fabric, draped through the trees to create a canopy above their heads, illuminated by rows and rows of soft yellow string lights. Petals covered every inch of the floor, strewn delicately down the isle that was created by the rows of mismatched chairs FP had found in various scrap yards and secondhand stores, all cleaned up and painted white. “It was just how I imagined it, more even.” FP lifted a hand to rub at the back of his neck.

“Yeah, well. I just wanted to make it everything you wanted… that you deserved.” He paused, looking down at her warm smile for a moment before taking a breath to continue. “Betty, I want you to know that, without you, I probably wouldn’t be here right now.” She furrowed her brow, waiting for him to continue. “I’d gotten to a place where Jughead wasn’t willing to help me anymore, where I’d done too much to ever redeem myself. Being with you helped him see that he deserved more than I could give him at that time, that he could be more than just my safety net. When he told me that… I saw everything I was going to miss out on, and that never would have happened if he hadn’t found you. So, I’m gonna spend the rest of my life thanking you, the both of you, in any way I can for what you did for me.” Betty blinked away the tears in her eyes, not bothering to wipe away the stray few that still managed to fall.

“You’re welcome,” she whispered.


He’d been speechless when they told him, knowing there was something different in the air as they sipped their usual morning coffee together.

“A baby?” he’s asked incredulously, hoping beyond hope that he’d heard them right.

“Yeah, Dad. You’re gonna be a grandpa,” Jughead had laughed, his face glowing at he gazed down at his beautiful wife, tucked under his arm with an equally bright expression gracing her face.  

Grandpa. Him, a grandpa. That was going to be his new title now. He couldn’t believe it - he’d made it.


“Ugh, thank you so much, FP,” Betty had greeted him with a relieved expression as he bumbled through the door, a paper grocery bag under each arm. “I would have asked Jughead but he’s out all day in the city at this press thing for the new book and I just…” she broke off, gesturing flippantly at her huge swollen belly stretching out before her. He laughed as he set the bags down on the counter, turning to watch her waddle in behind him.

“No problem, Betty. Anything I can do, remember?” he said, eyes taking on a hint of seriousness round the edges. She nodded in understanding, smiling gently. She placed a hand on her back, groaning as she brushed a few stray hairs back from her sweaty forehead.

“Whoever thought being pregnant in the summer was a good idea was seriously- oh!” She flinched, hand flying to her stomach. FP was at her side immediately.

“Betty? Everything alright?” he asked, hovering by her. She nodded slowly, eyes staring at nothing in particular as she focused on the sensations happening inside her body .

“Yeah, I just… FP, would you be able to take me to the hospital, I think I’m about to have this baby,” she said casually, straightening up and placing her hands on her hips. FP’s eye bugged as he took in what she said.

“Now?! How-” he broke off in question.

“Well, I’ve been having contractions all morning but I thought they were just Braxton Hicks or something, and I didn’t want to stop Jug going to this event…” she trailed off sheepishly glancing up at her father-in-law from under her eyelashes. He blew out a chuckle in disbelief, shaking his head slightly.

“You really are something else, Betty Jones.” She just shrugged, blowing out a slow breath as another contraction took over. “Ah, ok, where’s your bag? Ring Jughead, I’ll meet you by the car.” He rushed towards the bedroom, swinging back round the corner to raise an eyebrow at her. “He’s going to kill you for not saying anything, you know.” She waved a hand dismissively, already making her way outside.

“I’m about to push out his child, he doesn’t have the right.”


“Are you sure?” Jughead asked nervously, hands hovering over Juliet where she lay, cradled in her grandpa’s arms. “Maybe it’s too soon, Betts…” he trailed off, turning to look at his wife with anxious eyes. Betty sighed, coming over to place a reassuring hand on his arm, smoothing out the crease between his eyebrows with a cool finger.

“It’ll be fine, Juggie. You’ve got everything covered, right FP?” she asked, turning to face him with a confident smile. FP nodded, never taking his eyes off his granddaughter’s face as he bounced her gently.

“Both your cell numbers are in my phone, bottles in the fridge, spare milk in the freezer, extra diapers in the cupboard under the stairs. We’ll be fine, won’t we, lovebug?” he cooed at the soft bundle in his arms as she snuffled slightly before settling down again. “See?” FP looked up at Jughead with calm eyes. Jughead stared down at him for a beat, battling with his instincts internally before letting out a sigh, nodding his head.

“Ok, yeah. But if you need anything…” he repeated, fixing his dad with a look.

“Just go, already!” FP laughed gently, trying not to disturb the baby. Betty giggled, pulling on Jughead’s arm slightly to get him towards the door. “Have fun!”

FP stared down at Juliet, allowing her tiny hand to wrap round his finger as he spoke softly to her.

“You have the best parents, I hope you know that. They’ve saved me more times than I can count and I’ll never be able to repay them for that. I made some bad decisions, worse than most, but here I am. I get to hold you in my arms because your mom and your dad didn’t give up on me. They were there when I needed it the most.” He sniffed, blinking rapidly. “I got to see it all because of them, and I can’t wait to see it all again with you.”

Calm Down (Alex Standall)

Title: Calm down.

Pairing: Alex Standall x Reader

Request: Alex being super jealous(tries to fight)you’re hanging out with Tony(he saw you “flirt”(aka comforting him bc he was stressed about his boyfriend)you have to literally push/pull Alex out of the cafe or whatever to stop him from fighting tony. he is yelling and you start laughing while Alex is ranting outside and he is like tf and you’re like “you know tony is gay right?“he gets embarrassed(maybe making him apologize or something??)something along those lines idk lol end it however you want??💜            

Word Count: 621 words

Reader Gender: Female

Summary: Y/n is Tony’s best friend, but what if jealous Standall confuses everything?

Author’s Note: THANK YOU. I LOVE EVERY SINGLE PERSON WHO MAKES ME WRITE ABOUT LOVELY STANDALL. Continue requesting! And sorry if it’s too short, I’ll make my best with the next ones. Much love!

Friends must be always for us. Sometimes they come in different ways, but they’re always there. That’s what Tony was for me. He always knew when I felt down, or when I was messing up my life and I needed to be heard.  He was no matter what, my best friend. We already been friends for almost ten years, and I knew well when he wasn’t okay at all. 

After our English class ended, I came to him and told him we should go to Monet’s after school to talk. He looked sad and he hugged me more than usual. Now we were here, and I wasn’t trying to force him to talk, but I just wanted him to tell me what was wrong.

“I had another fight with my boyfriend. You know, the usual.” He said finally and I touched his hand supporting him. “He says now that I’m spending too much time with Clay.”

“I told you that too, but I have no right to tell you anything because I spent too much time with Alex.” He gave me a little smile.

“Yes, but he doesn’t understand that I’m helping Clay right now.”

“Maybe you should just talk to him. Try to talk to him the way you’d like someone tell you about everything.” I tried to do my best but he surely was sadder than usual.

“How does…” He stopped a little and then gave me a confuse smirk. “How do you find out everything about the tapes?”

“Do you mean how does Alex told me about them?” He nodded and then I giggle. “It was hard, but it helped us. He looked deppresed when he heard the tapes and it turned a different side on him. He changed, but he told me and now I can comfort him when he can’t handle with the pressure and all that.” I said and he nodded. He looked better while I talked and that made me feel better as his best friend.

“You say it like it was easy, but I feel better. Maybe even ready to tell my boyfriend about the tapes.” He said more calmed.

“What are you doing Padilla with my girlfriend?!?” Alex shouted from the door and I looked at him confused.

“What?” Tony whisper and Alex push him.

“Alex, no.” I stopped him.

I took him by the hand and once we were out he looked at me really angry and let go of my hand. Then I looked at him being all jealous. I liked to see him this way, because his face was completely red, but it was normally over stupid things.

“Dempsey told me you were here. But, I got your text saying you were taking care of something and I thought he was lying. Like always” He crossed his arms accusing me. “And then, I came here to buy something to take you home. And what I found out? You hold that dude’s hand!”

I laughed and then tried to touch his face to calm him, but he pushed my hand away.

“You know that Tony is gay, right?” I asked him and his face changed completely.


“Yes. He has some trouble with his boyfriend, and I talk to him about it.” He looked ashamed and now he dennied to himself.

“God, I’m terrible. I’m sorry I just-” He lamented, but I looked serious. “You know how jealous I get, I’m an idiot.”

“Now, you’re not. But you tend to believe I’ll drop you for everyone. Yesterday you did the same with Clay, you need to calm down a little.” I whispered and he pulled me closer and kiss my forehead. “Now, Can you apologize to Tony?”

“Let’s go.”

Fresh Ink - Tom Holland x Reader

Pairing: Tattoo artist!Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: The reader goes in for their first tattoo and hits it off with their tattoo artist.

Warnings: Needles?? I mean it is a tattoo 

A/N: The cute little anecdote is actually a true story about yours truly.

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anonymous asked:

Hi! I was wondering if you could do a reaction of the rfa+v and saeran to mc being in a musical and having to see them kiss other people during the performance?

A/N: SORRY BABE I’M A HUGE HSM FAN OKAY BYE (also les pretend that there is a kiss in hsm okay) ~ 626

- Omg why you gotta hurt the poor boy like this???
- He knew you were cast as the main lead in your school’s play “High School Musical”
- His heart is breaking!!! He knows you love him but watching u two touch lips (even if it’s literally for a second omg yoosung bby) makes him so jealous
- Did u want someone who was taller??
- He’s about to cry MC UR SO CRUEL
- But then when you all start singing “We’re All in This Together” anD YOU GRAB HIS HAND AND BRING UP ON STAGE???
- It’s totally cool, the other cast members are doing this too, this is totally allowed during plays, don’t question 626’s logic
- He’s singing along and he sounds so bad but he doesn’t care!!! You look so happy!!!
- At the end of the song, you kiss him quickly <3
- He’s stuttering and blushing omg, why dID HE EVER DOUBT HIS LOVE FOR U, YOU’RE PERFECT
- Honestly, this boy can be as dramatic as Zen, smh
- When he learned you got a role in the school’s play, he was so happy!!!
- But he wasn’t the main lead??? HE WAS CAST AS AN EXTRA (dramatic ass hoe is working on a diff play but he still wanna be the lead anyway)
- Sorry zen, ur a pretty boy but ur no Troy Bolton
- But u keep him in the loop by practicing lines with him!!!
- Honestly he goes a lil crazy when he learns ur gonna kiss another person
- But he calms down
- Or so u think
- When it’s time to sing the last duet with McHottie Troy bolton, zen pops up??
- He just pushed mchottie right off the stage while he sung that line omg
- Don’t mess with Zen or he’ll push u off stage while singing HSM songs, howverythreatening
She’s president of the drama club, even if she doesn’t act in the plays, she’s the one who gets everything done and makes sure the club has enough money to run productions
- She knew from the very beginning u were gonna kiss Zen
-She’s not really hung up on it though, she knows you’re just acting, she ain’t worried
-Plus you two weren’t technically in a relationship? U acted like it but u two decided that with all the stuff you had going on, u didn’t have time for a relationship
- But she didn’t expect it to hurt so much when she actually saw you sing a duet with someone else???
-You two haven’t even kissed yet but it still feels like her heart is ripping apart
- And then Jaehee made her final decision
- Y’all wont believe what this lil lady is about to do
- no one really notices her at first bc she knows the dance moves very well so she blends in but then u come on stage
- Why is everyone as dramatic as Zen today
- Safe to say y’all are together after that

- You didn’t even tell him about the kiss
- you didn’t leave it out on purpose, but it’s just, everyone knows about high school musical so u assume he knew???
- He didn’t know
- he didn’t know at all
- he was definitely not prepared to watch you kiss Zen during rehearsal
- his heart literally breaks in half, he has no idea what to do
- but he knows if he lashes out it’ll just make you angry
- So he sits quietly when it’s time for the actual performance no he’s not crying, he just has allergies to zen, that’s all it is, no uR CRYING
- Except here’s the thing, Jumin was actually able to memorize all the lines in the play bc he watched your every rehearsal <3
- And boy oh boy, Jumin decides instead of sitting quietly he’s gonna do something
- No one kisses his MC in front a of a crowd of people other than him
- he literally threw Elizabeth the Third at Zen’s head and then shoved zen into a closet and locked it from the outside
- Daddy can be sneaky ;;;))) (I’M SORRY)

- Everyone is so surprised to see him come out on stage???
- But y’all have to roll with it for the performance
- And with the last line of “Start of Smething New” he plants a quick kiss on ur lips
- he doesn’t care if it’s not part of the script, the world needs to know that you are his
- Honestly??? You’d think Saeyoung might get jealous, with a whole spiel of “u can do better,,,, he’d make u happier than I ever could,,,” but he’s secretly begging u stay inside his head
- But nah not this time!!!
- This boy LOVES high school musical
- Like hello??? Melodramatic teens with singing mixed in??? that’s his favorite genre ever
- He goes to every single one of your rehearsals!!!! He loves you so much!!!
- But ofc, he has a little trick up his sleeve too
- When it’s time for the actress playing Sharpay to make her entrance, it’s Saeyoung in a blonde wig instead???
- With the help of Saeran, they tricked the poor actress into missing the play, don’t ask me how they just did
- and hot damn, this boy can d a n c e
- ur a little turned on
- No one can bop to the top better than Saeyoung
- After the performance, you run up and kiss him!!! You both did so well!!
- Next time, you want him to play the leading role opposite of u cause he’s so great <3 sorry other dude bye
- Saeyoung totally doesn’t make eye contact with the guy who’s playing Troy Bolton while you two are kissing
- And he definitely doesn’t maintain eye contact the entire time either

- You made sure to tell Saeran about the kiss before you even auditioned
- You didn’t want to surprise him like ya hoe ass did with jumin because u knew he’d pretty much murder whoever was going to be opposite of u
- He was weirdly okay with it??? Like he kinda brushed u off like “yeah yeah I know Saeyoung’s made me watch HSM a million times”
- And you’re so excited the day of auditions bc you’re pretty sure you’re gonna get the role! And Saeran is in the audience watching u <3
- Little did you know that Saeran is actually there to audition as well
- See, he may have seemed cool about it, but on the inside he was pretty much killing every guy in the world so there’d be no one to play the role of Troy Bolton
- first he pretty much threatened zen into not auditioning, and then threatened zen into teaching him to get the role
- and b r u h, boy oh boy did saeran blow everyone away
- his singing wasn’t the best but his dancing and acting skills??? Off the charts amazing
- But you’re so happy!!!
- You don’t have to kiss another guy, you get to kiss Saeran! <3
- On the day of the performance, when it’s time for the kiss, he kisses you, picks u up, and carries u off stage while pretty much making out with u
- Nah this totally isn’t him making sure everyone knows that you are only his, nope, he is not that jealous, nu uh
- He’s actually in the play too!!! This hoe ass is Ryan nO ONE CAN CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE
- And he’s super excited to be part of the play with you, even if your role isn’t opposite of his!!!
- He has tons of fun with you, all the singing and dancing, all the dumb mistakes everyone makes
- He’s so happy
- And he definitely doesn’t feel an ache in his heart every time you have to kiss “Troy Bolton”
- He knows you don’t have any feelings for the guy, and he knows you’re totally in love with him bc of the dreamy look you have on your face when you stare at him (626: mY BOYFRIEND DOES THIS LMAO IT’S SO CUTE)
- But when you and that guy pull away from that kiss, the guy shoots a smirk at V as if saying “She’s mine now”
- And jfc V is a gentle guy but there is no way in hell he’s going to let another guy think he has you
- And he knew exactly how to knock the guy down a few pegs <3
- He lets the entire performance go by smoothly, he didn’t want to ruin your time in the spotlight, he loves you too much to do that
- B u t
- When it’s time for you and troy Bolton to do some mouth smacking
- then he takes a microphone and says “Ryan and Gabriel end up together, the end”
- And ur laughing so hard bc you didn’t know V would ever do something as crazy as that???
- It was also kinda cute even if it did ruin the performance
- But ??? Everyone actually loved V’s version of HSM so much, it became the script for the rest of the performances

The Girl on Set – Cody Christian Imagine

Requested by Anon: May you do a Cody imagine where you are a fan of tw and you win the contest to visit the set in the final season and you’re so happy because you’re gonna met the cast but mostly exited because you’re gonna meet Cody cause Theo is your favorite character, And when you meet him gets an interest on you and take advantage of every break or every moment to go to talk to you and sprayberry can see you caught him so deep and tell him to ask you out or something?? 

Word Count: 2,430

Warnings: None

Pairing: Cody Chrisitan x Reader

Other Characters in this imagine: Holland Roden, Tyler Posey, and Dylan Sprayberry

Author’s Note: I’m not sure if this is the ending you wanted, but I still gave you the same concept you asked for. I hope you like it and feedback is greatly appreciated :)

[My Teen Wolf Master List]

Originally posted by bysamoylova

“Who is that?” Cody asked as he approached Holland and Dylan Sprayberry sitting on their chairs.

Holland looked up and noticed Cody nodded towards the girl by the craft table with Tyler Posey, who were talking and laughing as they put food on their plates. Holland looked back at Cody with a smile, “that’s Y/N. She’s the one who won the contest to visit the set.”

“We met her earlier in the make-up trailer. She’s really nice,” Sprayberry said after looking up from his phone.

Cody looked back and couldn’t help but admire the girl. Her hair was down with long waves that reached just above her butt. She had dark skinny jeans, which showed off her hips and great butt. She wore a black tank top underneath a red plaid shirt, with a pair of matching red Converse. She was too far to notice the small details on her face like her make-up or if she had freckles. However, he knew one thing for sure, she was beautiful. 

“Do you need a bucket?” Sprayberry’s question snapped Cody out of his trance. He gave him a puzzled look, wondering why he would ask such a thing. As if reading his mind, Sprayberry answered, “for all the drooling.”

Holland giggled. “Someone has a crush.”

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EXO’s Reaction to their 5 year old protecting you in an argument



*It’s hard to imagine Minseok yelling at you in anger but if he did, his daughter knew it wasn’t good. Seeing his daughter near tears mad him stop and rethink the situation. He’d then tell you he was going out to give you two some air and to calm down.*

“Now, I just gotta do something to make them forgive me…Flowers? Food? Both..?”

Originally posted by katherine8595


*He went to sleep that night with regret all over his being. Not only did he make you cry, but he also made his son mad at him. He wanted to apologize so bad but he knew he needed to do something big because a simple ‘Sorry’ is not going to cut anything.*

Gosh, I really messed up now haven’t I?”

Originally posted by daenso


*It’s also hard to imagine Yixing ever making you cry, so it must’ve been bad when he daughter came running in. He immediately told her he was never going to hurt you and opened his arms. It hurt him to see his baby girl hesitating and he knew it was going to take more than a hug to get you both to forgive him.*

“A song? Two songs, one for my baby and one for my littler baby…”

Originally posted by drawien


*The moment he heard his daughter’s little footsteps getting closer he immediately stopped yelling. She latched herself onto his leg to try and stop him from making you cry even more. He felt horrible and decided to just sit on the kitchen chair, head in hands and thinking over the situation.*

“Honey, will you take your mother up to her room while daddy figures out how to make her forgive me? I’m sorry you had to come in sweetheart, but you should know daddy would never hurt her, okay?”

Originally posted by katherine8595


*He knew he screwed up when he saw you wipe your tears, just as he was going to apologize, his little boy came running in and standing in front of you. He let out a small smile before crouching down. Allowing the kid to hit him before he apologized.*

“Look buddy, I was a little bit mad okay? You can hit me as hard as you want for making your beautiful mom cry….*ouch*….Alright, now, how about you show us what you learned on your piano?”

Originally posted by sjabe


*He’s still angry but this time, at himself. He didn’t want your daughter to hear the fight but he knew she was bound to anyway. He watched as his daughter brought you upstairs to your room and he fell back onto the couch, running a hand through his hair in frustration before closing his eyes.*

“How the hell am I going to fix this now…”

Originally posted by scartic


*He’d be disappointed in himself the moment he saw his daughter come running out to stand in front of you. Her little fists clenched as she stared at him. He backed away from the two of you while his daughter tugged your arm down to wipe your tears.*

“Baby..? Daddy’s sorry he scared you and mommy..He’s an idiot an dis really, really sorry, is there any way or anything I can do to get you to forgive me??”

Originally posted by kyungsuhos


*He messed up, big time. When his son took your hand and brought you to the next room, he quickly went to his room and slamming himself on the shared bed. A sigh left his mouth as he tried to find ways to amend this.*

“What the hell am I going to do…?”

Originally posted by theweak-nd


*He’s be shocked but he wouldn’t show it. He knew he went over the line this time because his son came running out. Although he’d admit, he felt proud with the little boy because he instinctively went to protect his mother.*

“Look, I’m really, really sorry for hurting you both. Just give me thirty minutes and I’ll come up with something for us all to do together and hopefully, you can forgive me.”

Originally posted by sehunicorne