sorry i could be wrong whatever

Showing What’s Yours (Reggie x Reader)

Request: your dating Reggie for a couple years & when Veronica comes she likes him and tries to like break them up. But then she sees how much we love each other & feels really bad.

 Veronica stepped her way inside of Riverdale High with Betty on one side and Kevin on the other. For her first day here she didn’t feel as nervous as she thought she would but it all changed when they walked in. Everyone stopped and stared, most were whispering about what Veronica assumed to be her. Making their way down the hallway Kevin and Betty were telling her all of the latest gossip of Jason Blossom murder. It happened to be the talk of the town and they didn’t want her to be completely clueless on her first day.

“There is Archie Andrews” Kevin said as he pointed over to a redhead boy by the lockers. “Betty best friend and soulmate”

“You two are dating?” Veronica asked cursorily, wanting to know more on this wonderful topic.

“Shh Kevin and no we are not we’re just friends.”

“That Betty is here in love with but is too sacred to say anything about it” Kevin spoke at he looked at the handsome boy as Betty eyed him down not impressed he was doing this here in the school hallway.

“Who’s that?” Veronica asked as she lifted her eyebrows liking what she was seeing. A tall built boy was making his way to Archie’s side at his locker. She had to admit he was hot.

“That’s Reggie Mantle, he was one of Jason’s best friends. He also on the football team as well” Betty told Veronica. She nodded her head he was for sure her type.


As the four of them sat at the lunch table talking and enjoying their food, Veronica let her eyes wander the school yards. Looking at all of the different kind of social groups she wondering where she use to fit into. One table caught her eye, it was the football team. She scanned her eyes until she found Reggie, the boy she wanted to be hers. She was shocked as an random girl came up to him placing a water bottle in front of him, then went to leave but not before Reggie kissed her cheek.

“Who’s that?” She asked interrupting the conversion. All of them turned to see who Veronica was talking about, Kevin was the first one to speak

“That’s Y/N L/N, she’s a year older than us”

“She’s also Reggie girlfriend” Archie added causing Veronica eyes to widen.

“You guy didn’t tell me he had a girlfriend”

“You didn’t asked, what’s it to you anyway” Betty claimed before she realized what was on her mind. “It’s not going to happen V. They have been dating for years”

“Their the longest running couple in this school” Kevin added in.

“We will see about that” Veronica announced as she got up from her spot to make her way to her next class, passing by Reggie’s table she gave him a wink. He smiled but was slightly confused on what she was doing.


Knowing she was here before you were Veronica knew that was the perfect time to get started on her break up plan. Watching the boys leave the room one by one pretending she was there for Archie but she already knew he left, she waited. Until she saw the boy she was looking for Reggie. She moved to block his way of coming out of the room.

“Hey Reggie” V said as sweetly as she could.

“Veronica right? You are the new girl?” Reggie questioned remembering her from earlier that day when she winked at him. It hurt V a bit when he didn’t really know who she was but she didn’t care.

“Yes the one and only” She started while laying her hand on his chest. Reggie look down at her confused on what she was doing.

“W-” But she cutted him off, standing on her toes, she leaned to meet Reggie’s ear and whispered

“Meet me at Pop’s at eight, we could get some milkshakes” Before Reggie even had a chance to denied Veronica was already gone. You passed her on your way in but didn’t think anything of it until you got to Reggie.

“Hey sorry I’m late, Cheryl was talking to me. What’s wrong with you? You looked like you seen a ghost” You asked as you put your head on Reggie’s forehead making sure he didn’t have a fever.

“It’s nothing, just something that I got to deal with later” He smiled happy to see you finally here.

“Okay whatever Reg as long as everything is fine” Lacing your hands with his, you guys made your way to his car while chatting about each other day.


Reggie looked around Pop’s as he step in looking for Veronica. He came with one thing in mind and that was to turn her down. He didn’t like her like that because he loved you. Spotting her in one of the back booth he made his way over, siding in the seat across from her. Veronica smiled thinking she was getting to him and knowing that if she gets her way there wouldn’t be no more Reggie and you.

“Well look who decided to come” Veronica said cheerfully while reaching her hand across the table onto Reggie’s. He looked down with disgust and pull his hand back down by his side. V looked at him with a frown.

“I think you got the wrong idea Veronica” Reggie started to say but the door opened to Pop’s making V stared at the person who walked in. Reggie turned to see who was so important but wished he haven’t when he saw you. You caught sight of them right away and went over.

“Well well what do we have here?” You mocked full well knowing what it was.

“Babe it’s not what you think” Reggie said while getting up but you stopped him and pushed him back into the seat. Leaning over the table to come face to face with Veronica you started to speak

“Listen here Ms. Lodge, I know you are new and don’t know how this little town works yet but you should know one thing. You don’t go after someone else’s boyfriend. You knew he was taken  because Betty and them told you but you still had to try right?. I don’t know what’s going on in your mess up family and frankly I don’t care but if you value your life or that stupid pearl necklace you will stay away. Got it?” Veronica look at you wide eyes and nodded. She didn’t think that any of this was going to happen more so you telling her off. You seemed to sweet and innocent to do it but boy was she wrong. Standing back up straight you grabbed ahold of Reggie’s hand pulling him out behind you. Standing outside of Pop’s, Reggie only had one thing to say.

“Damn that was hot babe” Smirking Reggie felt proud that your were all his.

“What can I stay I love what’s mine and no bitch is going to take it away” You said with a laugh, Reggie then kiss you. You guys were each others and no one was going to stand in yours guys way of happiness.

Renji: “you love her right? You should confess…”
Ichigo: *sweats nervously*
Renji: “you shouldn’t keep a nice girl like Orihime waiting.”
Ichigo: “Wha- Orihime? Oh yup yeah, we’re totally talking about Orihime.”
Ichigo: *thank god, it would’ve been awkward of him to tell me to confess to his now wife*

Tom helping you study:

-Coming home after a long day and knowing you need to study but wanting so badly to avoid it once you walk in the door and see Tom’s face

-“Alright sooo, I got some of that cheese you like, and some bubbly, I thought we could catch up on House of Cards? Or whatever you want to watch sweetheart, doesn’t bother me.”

-Just feeling really sad and disheartened because you know you can’t and him picking up on it straight away

-“What’s wrong darling? I’m sorry, we don’t have to do that, we could go out or something? I just thought you might like to have a night in.”

-“It’s not that, I just really need to study for this exam tomorrow and I’d love to do all that but I’m gonna fail if I don’t study, Tom I’m sorry I jus-”

-Tom steadying you with his hands on your shoulders, putting his hand on your cheek and bending down to look in your eyes to reassure you

-“Hey, hey now. Love, your studies are important, you know that, I know that, don’t you dare be sorry about it. Now I don’t know how much help I can be, but what if I be your study buddy? I’ll help you in any way you need me to.”

-“You’d do that?”

-“Only for you my love.”

-Both of you sitting on the ground with your legs crossed, your books and notes spread out on the coffee table with your laptop, and he’s just staring at your notes in awe of how much you take on

-“You just tell me what you’d like me to do and I’ll do it. No questions asked.”

-“That’s very ballsy of you Tom.”

-Getting him to highlight certain words in a word passage for you and him not knowing what colour you’d prefer

-“Okay so you’ve got pink, orange, yellow or green here, which should I use love?”

-“It doesn’t really matter Tommy.”

-“You wore green knickers yesterday, so I’ll use green.”

-“TOM”

-Just KNOWING Tom has so many questions about the depths of what you’re studying because he’s a curious little puppy but he holds them back because he doesn’t want to distract you

-“You have lovely handwriting darling.”

-“Thank you Tommy.”

-Tom rubbing your back while he waits for you to give him something to do

-“Tommmmm”

-“Yes love, what can I do??”

-“Could you maybe make me a snack?”

-“Crackers? And that cheese I got for you?”

-“Yes pleaseeee”

-“I’m on it.”

- Tom wanting to feed you the cheese and crackers so you ‘don’t have to waste your study time picking it up yourself’

-“Tom I can feed myself, you don’t have to do that.”

-“But I’m helpingggg”

-“Okay okay, fine”

-Getting him to quiz you and him being so serious about it, covering the back of the page with his hand so you can’t peep through

-“Are you gonna have a buzzer?”

-“No Tom, I don’t need a buzzer, I’m the only person answering.”

-“But it’s a quiz show.”

-“It’s a quiz for study, not a quiz show Tommy.”

-“…….it’s a quiz show and your buzzer is ‘ribbit’.”

-Watching some recorded lessons on your laptop and Tom watching with you even though he clearly finds it boring af

“Tom you don’t have to watch this if you don’t want to.”

“No no I want to, this is great.”

“Mhm.”

-Struggling to read your notes because you left your glasses upstairs and Tom knowing exactly what’s up

-So he goes upstairs and grabs them for you but you’re too focused to notice

-He comes up behind you and slides them on your face, and it’s the littlest gesture but you’re so so grateful

-“You need to wear them darling, your eyes are probably sore enough as it is”

-“I love you Thomas”

-“I love you too.”

-Tom looking through the novel you’re studying and reading all your annotations because he just loves to see your thoughts written down

- Starting to feel really sleepy and Tom noticing your eyes drooping

-“How’re you going love? Maybe you should head off to bed soon”

-“I’m almost done, I just need to go through this last few notes and summarise them, would you make me a coffee please?”

-“No love, it’s bloody 12am. You can have tea, coffee will have you wired and you still need to sleep.”

-“Thank you for making my good choices for me”

-“That’s what I’m here for”

-Finally finishing up and just collapsing back into the gap between where his arm is holding his also very tired body up and his torso, his hand resting gently on your hip giving it a tap

-“Alright, time for bed I think.”

-Tom helping you to bed, and letting you wear his lucky socks, the fluffy blue ones with clouds on them

-“I always wear them to my auditions, you can wear them tonight to give you luck for your exam tomorrow”

- Thinking it’s a little ridiculous, but his sweet soft boy face is utterly serious

-“I’d be honoured to wear your lucky socks. They have been washed though right?”

-“I think so.”

-Tom slipping into bed beside you pulling you into his embrace, one arm under you neck, the other curled around your waist

-“Alright love, one last question. Buzzers ready. Who’s the best Spider-Man?”

-“Ribbit. You are, you idiot”

-“That’s what I like to hear.” 

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Some of my friends are currently doing their exams (they know who they are), and I’m very proud of them and I think they deserve Tom as a study buddy highkey (not to mention all the goodness in the world), I know I would have fucking loved him as a study buddy when I was at school. S/o to anyone currently doing exams/hardcore studying! Get that education xxx

♛ —————— FRESH PRINCE OF BEL-AIR SENTENCE STARTERS.

’ I’m gonna pop that little zit when I get home. ’
’ You must have been an athlete in your thinner days. ’
’ Hey, hey, lets stick to the topic okay? ’
’ You know, I’d be happy to perscribe something for that. ’
’ Between you and the humpty dance, I’ll have to get a metal plate on my butt. ’
’ Hey, you wanna go to the club with us tonight? ’
’ Well, someone has her/his rude hat on tonight. ’
’ I’m starvin’. When do we eat here? ’
’ I think you’ve been deprived of oxygen at birth. ’
’ You’re the man. I’m just the man behind the man. ’
’ Man, have I told you how thin you’re lookin’ lately? ’
’ How can I forget? He was wearing my purple suit. ’
’ I was going to drop by and check on the, the thing. ’
’ Aren’t you a little overdressed? ’
’ What kind of idiot picks a password no one can guess? ’
’ Then how do you explain becoming a lawyer? ’
’ Excuse me, what’s a nine-letter word for “Terrific?” ’
’ I’m sick of being such a big loser. ’
’ When the press hears about this they’re going to have a field day. ’
’ You know, I was looking through your police file, and bingo! ’
’ Oh wake up, knucklehead. ’
’ Well, you know I never had a good imagination. ’
’ I never even had imaginary friends when I was a kid. ’
’ Ain’t no thang but a chicken wing. ’
’ I noticed you noticing me and I just wanted to put you on notice. ’
’ That’s called prudent planning. ’
’ I’m still exhausted from last night. ’
’ All I asked you to do was a little yard work. ’
’ What’s that hideous thing growing out of your neck? ’
’ Could you drop me off at the beach? ’
’ My fault, man! I must have got the wrong crib. ’
’ I’m sorry! I thought you were all asleep! ’
’ Look, now, everybody calm down. False alarms happen all the time. ’
’ Trust is a very fragile thing… ’
’ I’m as big as a house. All I want to do is lie in bed and eat pie. ’
’ I mean, we must all do our parts to protect the environment. ’
’ Why, I never knew it was such a problem. ’
’ Where should I make a donation? ’
’ You know, ain’t like I’m still five years old, you know? ’
’ Sarcasm? Whatever do you mean? ’
’ Whoa, hold on mister, you’re all over the map! ’
’ Well, you know what they say about guys with big feet. ’
’ Those things are stupid. What does mine say? ’
’ My horoscope says that I’m gonna be a famous rapper with a TV show. ’
’ I’m too ashamed to talk about it, it’s better if I show you… ’
’ You did a porno movie? ’
’ If you’re serious, I could make some calls. ’
’ There’s something I need to tell you. ’
’ I was keeping them in case I needed them… ’
’ How could you be so stupid? ’
’ You know you shouldn’t be messing with drugs! ’
’ Somebody gave them to me at school. ’
’ My son/daughter could have died because of you! ’
’ I got the cake you wanted for the family reunion. ’
’ It’s round, it’s rubber and you’ll never use it! ’
’ You say you want things but you’re never willing to work for it! ’
’ You’re a slacker. You never make the sacrifice. ’
’ Do you remember our first date? ’
’ Well, I think you should run along and play. ’
’ You have no integrity, no decency, and you’re really, really short! ’
’ Come on, I gotta get you to the hospital! ’
’ Something terrible has happened, man! ’
’ I never thought losing my virginity would be this painful! ’
’ Look, you gotta promise you’re not gonna overreact… ’
’ Those pills that you took weren’t vitamins. ’
’ What could be worse than finding out I’m still a virgin? ’
’ Oh, my God. I’m a drug addict and a virgin! ’
’ I don’t touch greasy, disgusting things! ’
’ And for your information, dinner comes first! ’
’ Oh, it’s like that, right? You’re just gonna slam garbage at me! ’
’ I’m going to be watching you like a shadow! ’
’ I love bugs and I love death. I love oozing flesh wounds! ’
’ I have been calling you for fifteen minutes. Didn’t you hear me? ’
’ Did you just put super glue in my hair gel? ’
’ I’m also getting tired of the short jokes. I’m average height. ’
’ If you were me, you’d be good looking. ’
’ You’re not in touch with anybody's feminine side. ’
’ You’re gonna embarrass me when I become the new co-host. ’
‘ It’s not a doll, it’s an action figure! ’
’ I’ve been studying self-defense. ’
’ I’m just trying to recall what it felt like to be fifteen. ’
’ It was so long ago, how could you remember? ’
’ I’m just so upset, I’m saying things I don’t even mean. ’
’ You know something? This is all your fault. ’
’ What is that, like the theme of this family? ’
’ Knowing my luck, I might run into a disgruntled postal worker. ’
’ Y'all know ain’t no little bullet gonna stop me. ’
’ What does that have to do with anything? ’
’ Have you ever crushed any one? ’
’ Y'all come back now, y'hear? ’
’ What do you mean I didn’t get the job? ’
’ Well, you tell those little brats I don’t like them either! ’
’ What does it look like I’m doing? I’m gambling. ’
’ You stole my wallet? How much do we have? ’
’ Um… You a little freaky-deeky, ain’t you? ’
’ I think you’ve been smokin’ a little bit too much of that catnip. ’
’ I’m a little uncomfortable with nudity. ’
’ Oh, for God’s sake, would you leave already? ’
’ Oh, we have to have a special going away dinner for you. ’
’ Well, it’s got ceiling-to-floor doors, and wall-to-wall floors. ’
’ You can’t see my apartment, because I don’t have one. ’
’ That just doesn’t sound right coming from me, does it? ’
’ This is a stick with a snake wrapped around it. ’
’ You ain’t ever gonna change! ’
’ I’m getting the last word! ’
’ You’re not age appropriate for this party. ’
’ Haven’t you learned anything from all of this? ’
’ Doesn’t anyone care about how I feel? ’
’ I never say that. It’s make like a banana and split. ’
’ Come on people, I weigh the same I weighed back in high school. ’
’ I hope you like that system, because you’re gonna be seeing a lot more of it in your life. ’
What Lovers Do: Part 4

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You have a friend with benefits relationship with the Winter Soldier himself: Bucky Barnes. You two have gotten the routine down: wake up, train, mission, come home, have sex, then act like nothing happened. It’s worked for you for a while now. But now that Bucky’s starting to see someone seriously, you don’t know what to do with yourself.

Warnings: angst and light smut, nothing too graphic

A/N: I am sooooo sorry.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Originally posted by oreo-wonderbatch


Bucky ended up staying the night in your room. He was going to leave you be, but wanted to make sure you were okay throughout the night. He stayed awake longer than he should have just watching you. You looked at peace. The complete contrast of what you displayed every time you were near him. He had to admit it that it hurt the way you were treating him. He didn’t understand it. You both ended the arrangement in an amiable manner. So what was going on?

Bucky’s phone started ringing and he silently cursed. He scrambled through his pockets looking for the disturbing device. His eyes widened when you groaned. He quickly answered the call button and waited. You didn’t wake up and he gave a breath of relief. 

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Malec + That Boiling Hot Bath (post 2x20)

this is really just a whole lotta fluff. i couldn’t stop thinking about it and yeah, i had to write it down. i wrote it really quick and there’s no editing, so sorry for any typos. 

anyway, enjoy. 

Magnus stared down at the man asleep on his chest. Alec had fallen asleep shortly after they had finished…celebrating. Magnus could tell that these past few months had taken a toll on Alec as well as himself, so he wasn’t that offended when Alec began snoring on his chest. 

It had been about an hour, and Alec was finally starting to stir. He sighed against Magnus’ bare stomach, but didn’t look up. “Hi,” he whispered. 

“Hi,” Magnus whispered back, trailing his hand up and down Alec’s marked back. He felt Alec tense at his touch and drew his hand back. “Alexander? What’s wrong?” 

Alec’s voice was low when he spoke. “I-nothing’s wrong, I’m just really sorry. I feel like I don’t deserve to be here.” 

“Stop apologizing, Alec. It’s okay, I’m okay.” 

“I just don’t want you to resent me for it,” Alec sighed. 

Alec felt Magnus’ chest begin to shake underneath him. “After what we just did, I think it’s safe to say I’m quite a long way from resenting you,” he laughed. He resumed running his fingers across his boyfriend’s back. “Now, come on. Get up. Let’s go.” 

“What?” Alec said, finally sitting up to look at Magnus. The silk sheets were a pale pink today, and they fell down to Alec’s waist when he sat up. He saw Magnus look down and swallow before meeting his eyes again. “Where are we going?”  

Magnus slid off the bed and stood up, clearly not caring that he wasn’t wearing any clothing. “To take that boiling hot bath I was talking about.” He disappeared into the bathroom, confident that Alec would follow. 

When Alec walked into Magnus’ very extravagant bathroom, he saw that the tub had magically been filled and he could see the steam rising from it. Magnus was already in it, his tanned skin glistening with droplets of water. “Well, you don’t waste any time, do you?” Alec asked, sinking into the scalding water, his back to Magnus’ chest. 

“When it comes to a nice bath? Absolutely not.” Magnus wrapped his arms around Alec’s torso and pulled him into his chest. Alec sunk down and leaned his head back on Magnus’ shoulder, settling in between his legs. Magnus’ bathtub was big enough to fit about four grown men, but Alec decided he wanted to sit like that. He wanted to be as close to Magnus as he possibly could. 

“Needs bubbles,” Magnus said and snapped his fingers. There was quick blue spark and then the tub was suddenly almost overflowing with bubbles. Alec laughed and intertwined his fingers with Magnus’ where they rested on his stomach. 

Magnus looked down at the shadowhunter and thought about what he had blurted out in the alley outside of the Hunter’s Moon. I don’t think I can live without you he’d said. Of all the things Magnus would have thought Alec would say, that definitely wasn’t on the list; but, then again, Alec was always full of surprises. 

Alec’s eyes were closed and his face seemed oddly tight. “You need to relax,” Magnus whispered in his ear. “Just let go for once.” 

“I’m trying,” Alec murmured. “I know it’s all over. It’s just really hard to believe. Then there’s Jace, and something is most definitely wrong. I don’t know what, but he feels off.” 

“Ah, here we are, having a romantic evening, and you want to talk about Jace,” Magnus said. 

Alec’s eyes shot open and he suddenly looked very panicked. “I’m sorry, I didn’t think. I just, I guess I-” He tried to sit up, but Magnus pulled him back and made him put his head back on the warlock’s shoulder. 

Relax,” Magnus chuckled. “I’m kidding. We can talk about whatever you want to talk about.” Magnus could see the tension leaving Alec’s body as he closed his eyes again. 

“I missed you,” Alec said, his voice catching. “I really, really missed you.” 

Magnus suddenly wondered how he ever thought he could live without this boy. It had only been a few months, but it felt like a lifetime with Alec. “I missed you, too. So much.” 

“Can we never fight like that again?” Alec asked in complete seriousness. 

“We’ll try our best,” Magnus replied. Magnus leaned down at pressed his lips against Alec’s neck, trailing his kisses up to Alec’s jaw. 

“There’s still so much for us to talk about,” Alec said, gasping a little. 

“Ugh,” Magnus groaned against Alec’s skin. “We can talk tomorrow. Let’s just enjoy tonight.” He bit down on Alec’s throat, pulling the skin into his mouth. 

Alec made a sound low in his throat before turning his head to catch Magnus’ lips with his own. They moved in sync for a while, just allowing themselves to drink each other in. Magnus moved his left hand up to cup Alec’s jaw, pressing his mouth harder against Alec’s. 

Bubbles were now covering the right side of Alec’s face, and he broke the kiss as he began to laugh. Magnus thought it was the most beautiful sound in the world. He hardly ever got to hear Alec laugh, really laugh. A smile spread across his face as he watched the person he loved most in the world, finally let go. 

Alec picked up some bubbles in his hands and reached up to put them in Magnus’ hair. “Got you,” he said with a triumphant smile. A smile that melted Magnus’ heart. 

“You have no idea,” Magnus replied, and Alec knew he wasn’t talking about the bubbles. “God, I love you.” 

Alec’s eyes were shining with unshed tears now. “I never thought I’d hear you say that again,” he breathed. 

“I can never say it enough and I will never stop saying it. I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.” Magnus let Alec sit up and pull away from his chest. He watched as Alec turned around to look at him. A single tear fell from Alec’s eye and rolled down his cheek. Magnus lifted a bubble-covered hand to wipe it away. “Don’t cry, my love.” 

“I love you,” Alec half sobbed as he threw himself against Magnus, causing water to slosh over the tub and splash onto the floor. Magnus caught him as he wrapped his arms around Magnus’ neck in a hug. “You’re the best thing that ever happened to me,” Alec mumbled into Magnus’ neck. 

“Likewise,” Magnus said and pushed Alec back slightly so that he could see his face. “Why are you crying?”

Alec wasn’t even trying to prevent himself from crying at this point. He didn’t feel weak, if anything he felt unbelievably strong sitting there in Magnus’ arms. “Because I love you so much I can hardly stand it,” Alec answered. 

Magnus really had to stop asking questions because if he got one more response like that tonight, he thought he was going to combust. “Oh, Alexander. You have no idea how much I love you.” 

“Then show me.” 

end. 

Billy Hargrove Imagine Requested- Missing You

Originally posted by bigbadroman

As I promised, @theoperators-trashcan ,here is your Billy Hargrove x Reader imagine.  I listened to “Missing You” by John Waites while writing this, so feel free to take a listen.  Also, the song by The Scorpions is really good so you should look that one up too.  Anyway, I really hope you enjoy this!!  

Warnings: Mild language 

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Reader 


You stood next to your car awaiting the familiar rumble of Billy’s loud Camaro.  It had been 3 months since you started dating going against everyone’s warnings.  Although it was hard for all of your friends to believe, the two of you complimented each other.  You, a quiet bookworm who always stayed to herself, now dating Billy, the boisterous charming king of Hawkins High School.  He brought out the daring and rebellious side you didn’t even know you had and you brought out the caring and humble side he hid away from the world.  Within the 3 months you two had been dating you learned so much about each other.  You about his awful home life and he about how hard your parents were on you. Together, you each brought the other up from the darkest places.  And although the entire world was betting against your relationship, you and Billy were inseparable.  

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the mars signs, basically
  • mars in aries: "u know what. FUCk everything. why doesnt life just give me what i want!!! life is so SLOW and BORING and i want ADVENTURE why can't things just HAPPEN MY WAY for ONCE!!!" *someone tells them to chill* "who tf are you??? are you trying to fight me????? ok i dare you FIGHT ME"
  • mars in taurus: *bad stuff happens* "lol im fine" *more bad stuff happens* "@ life are u trying to provoke me...try harder it aint working" *the worst thing that could possibly happen happens* "OK THATS IT IM AT MY LIMIT. THAT WAS NOT NECESSARY. IM SO MAD RIGHT NOW I CANT EVEN THINK WTF WHY DOES THIS HAPPEN TO ME. anyways im actually totally chill haha let me just suppress my feelings it'll be ok :)"
  • mars in gemini: "oh, i see! you think i'm wrong. i'm truly sorry to hear that some pitiful creatures like you find my beautiful mind so complex that you can't comprehend anything i'm saying. i'm sure that, for SOME people, it is indeed a bit too complex hahah lmao (:"
  • mars in cancer: "fine, whatever. u may have said something rude but it's ok im just gonna ignore that" *later* "that fUkcin bitch...i'll show them later, trust me. i'll just wait for the right moment and destroy them when they least expect it"
  • mars in leo: "??? did u just insult me or one of my interests ??? lmao first of all, HOW DARE YOU. second of all, YOU ARE WRONG. i am so beautiful and awesome and such a great friend and THIS is how u repay me??? i'm worth so much more than this. you are disgraceful. i am disgusted"
  • mars in virgo: "i hate everything. NOTHING is going right and i am FALLING APART. honestly i don't even remember the last time something good happened in this world. why are people always annoying me? why is school always annoying me??? why is LIFE always annoying me????? can everyone just STOP"
  • mars in libra: *someone points out that they need to get their life together* "bitch...what? i'm fine...what are you talking about.....my life is 100% under control!!!" *procrastinates everything* "wtf why do i have so much work??? i am dying under all the pressure i hate everything NOTHING IS UNDER CONTROL"
  • mars in scorpio: *on the outside* "okay you know what fuck you im so over this it's over" *on the inside* "i know all ur weaknesses, honey...and trust me, you will regret it. you think i'm over this but i'm definitely not lmao watch ur back"
  • mars in sagittarius: "wtf bitch i hate u, what do you think of yourself??? how dare u disagree with me and say rude stuff to me ugh don't talk to me ever again" *after like 8 minutes max* "omfg the other day i was listening to the duck song and i was thinking about how much you'd like it i mean i bet you've already heard it but it's absolutely hilarious u should watch the video it went viral on youtube hahaha" *someone asks if they've gotten over their anger* "what anger? ...oh thAT. lmao whatever who cares about that, have you heard the duck song?"
  • mars in capricorn: "yeah i'm pretty fucking upset right now, things definitely did not go the way i expected them to. anyways that's just life. i'm over it. i'm just gonna...try and distract myself.....and pretend nothing happened...because that'll help me stop thinking about my shitty life...probably"
  • mars in aquarius: *on the outside* "i guess ur right. maybe what ur saying is the right thing to do :) :) :)" *on the inside* "...excuse me hoe.....ur wrong, i'm right. u can't tell me what to do. i'm well-aware of what i'm doing, if u think i'm gonna listen to anything u tell me to do ur 100% wrong bye"
  • mars in pisces: *accidentally offends someone, someone asks why they're mad* "honestly i'm not totally sure why i'm mad. i didn't even know i was mad until you pointed it out. i mean there are the usual reasons for being mad...people are horrible, life just generally sucks. so yeah im probably just generally mad lmao no worries"

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I Give Up - part 26 (A Baekhyun Series)

The bedroom door closed with a click and you were halfway out of the bed scrambling in much of the same way as Baekhyun had before he vanished through the bedroom door.

You tried to move as silently as possible and you found your clothes from yesterday on the bathroom floor. Hygiene be damned, this was an emergency.

You heard his voice through the door, much too close to where you sat with your heart in your throat on the edge of the bed.

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Vixen Muse - Jughead Jones

 Request: Hiiii ! I have a really cute idea in my mind, and I was wondering if you could write an imagine, where reader’s mom is English teacher, and she suggested Jughead to tutor him, help him with his work, improve his writing style, and when she go to her house he met his daughter, a sweet, lovely and kind River Vixen and he falls for her immediately ? <333

Well look at that I actually did something productive, I’m so sorry for the wait on this request <3 I hope it was okay :)

NOTE: PLEASE LOOK AT A POST THAT FOLLOWS THIS ON MY BLOOOGGGG <3

Words: 2,132

Warnings: Didn’t proofread, I’m honestly so dead / mild mild swearing

“You’re writing what?” Archie raised an eyebrow.

The ginger and his beanie clad best friend were sat in a booth at Pop’s, drinking the evening away with rounds of strawberry and chocolate milkshakes.

“A novel,” Jughead replied simply, sipping on his straw.

“About Jason Blossom. As in the Jason Blossom who got shot this summer?” Archie had to clarify. Jughead tried to refrain from rolling his eyes.

“Last time I checked there was only one,” He reached under the table and emerged with his laptop bag. “Although a clone would make a thrilling plot twist.”

“Are you sure that’s healthy? Writing about a murder? I mean, it’s all you’ve been talking about for the past few weeks and maybe it would be better just to drop the subject,” Archie tried to advise, ignoring the shaking of Jughead’s head in disapproval.

“You know what maybe I’d have more stuff to talk about if you were around this summer,” He scoffed, the bitter tone is his voice taking Archie by surprise. “I don’t need your opinion on the context anyway, I need help on my writing and the words I use and the structure. It all flows in my head but when I try to put those words on paper, my mind just clouds over and all I’m left with is unnecessary rambling.”

“Speaking of rambling, there’s no point talking to me about this Juggie. There’s nothing I can say to you in this situation that would actually help you out rather than annoy you with my irrelevant comments,” Archie shrugged, leaning back into the booth and slumping casually.

Jughead rested his head in his hands. He’d been suffering with writers block for over a week now and it was killing his novel. He needed something inspiring and he needed it fast. 

“What about Mrs (Y/L/N)?” Archie suggested and Jughead’s head snapped up, his attention having been caught.

“What about her?”

“Isn’t she offering small after-school tutoring sessions because the school offered to pay her?” Archie took out his phone and pulled up the school website, showing Jughead the ‘news’ page which informed them of the opening.

“Why would she even do that?” Jughead took the phone off of Archie and quickly scanned the article, picking out key information like contact details which he proceeded to write down on a napkin.

“I think the school is offering her a pretty decent amount, they’re having to secure their teacher reputation record because of…. ya know,” Archie trailed off. “Anyways, she’s a pretty nice teacher right? Smart too, I’m sure she’ll give you all the artsy, angsty advice you need to fuel your supposed novel,” He reached over the table and took his phone back, leaving Jughead to think things through.


“Mrs (Y/L/N)?” Jughead stayed behind after class, now standing at the side of the teachers desk. The aforementioned woman looked up through her glasses and smiled warmly at the boy.

“Yes Jughead, how can I help?” She put down the papers she was grading and gave him her full attention.

“Well, it’s nothing really just something stupid,” Jughead scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. He was almost ashamed in himself for not overcoming his difficulties alone and having to ask an English teacher for help. Archie was probably right anyway, the concept was stupid. 

“Please Jughead, I’m sure it’s not as stupid as you say,” Her voice was smooth and reassuring. Jughead slung his arm so that his backpack fell off of his shoulder and onto the floor. He took out his drafted manuscript, which had been kept under lock and key for weeks. He wouldn’t let anyone see his work until he was sure it was up to his own standards.

Mrs (Y/L/N) didn’t seem to be giving away much with her facial expressions as she nonchalantly skimmed through the pages, nodding her head and humming. After a few minutes of awkward silence, she put the pages down and looked up at the nervous brooding boy before her.

“W-What do you think? It’s just an early draft, I just wanted to know if you could maybe help me improve it. I don’t mean to waste your time or anything though, of course!” Jughead scrambled to pick up the manuscript and shove it back in his bag, refusing to meet the English teacher’s eyes.

“It’s great Jones, very interesting take on the whole ordeal. Very real,” She reached out a hand, stopping him in his path. Mrs (Y/L/N) stood up and neatly tucked in her chair before coming round to the front of the desk and perching on the edge. “I’d love to discuss it with you in more detail, if you would be okay with that?” She had already pulled out her diary from her desk and started to scribble some notes down in the dates of this week.

“Yes, that would be great. Umm when and where Miss?” Jughead didn’t want to sound too eager but he couldn’t help but feel a flood of relief.

“I’d have you come in during a lunchtime but sadly I have reports to do and papers to mark for the seniors. I’ll send you my address and contact details over school email okay, we’ll try and meet for afternoons for a week and see where we go from there,” The teacher scribbled all of this down whilst Jughead just made a simple mental note. He was on a laptop 24/7 anyway, he didn’t need to be promoted to check his emails.


“She must really want to help you then,” Veronica laughed as Jughead explained his daily English plan also now known as ‘his excuse for not turning up to group days at Pop’s for the next month or so’.

“Guys she’s just interested, it’s actually quite nice to be offered some professional support considering it’s been weighing me down,” Jughead sighed, picking at his fries. The Sad Breakfast Club were all gathered by the bleachers eating their lunch and just sticking to their casual weekday routine. 

“You’re making it sound as if she’s your therapist,” Kevin pointed out and the others nodded with smirks, much to Jughead’s annoyance.

“Wait, doesn’t she have a kid?” Betty perked up, finally chiming into the conversation after just simply observing. There was a brief moment of silence as everyone contemplated her question.

“I think so…” Veronica didn’t sound so sure.

“If she does, she probably goes to another high school. I’ve never seen or heard of anyone like that around Riverdale high,” Jughead simply shook it off. Boy, he didn’t know what he was getting himself into.


He’d been knocking for almost five minutes now. Perhaps it was the determination to just finish the chapter that kept him standing at the (Y/L/N) doorstep that Wednesday afternoon but it was slowly seeping away, seeing as nobody was willing to answer. Or maybe it was fate, because if he left a little earlier, there was a chance he may have never met her.

“Hello?” That honey voice Jughead recognised came from behind him but it sounded even sweeter, soft and innocent almost. Perhaps even angelic if you wanted to go that far. He turned around, his expression irritated but his features quickly softened when he took in your appearance.

You were stood there in all your beauty, gym bag slung over shoulder and River Vixen uniform proudly on display. Your hair was tied in a tight high ponytail that could rival Betty Cooper’s, adorned with blue and gold ribbons. 

“Um, hi. I’m sorry, do I have the wrong house?” Jughead stuttered, his face changing from pale to tomato red very quickly.

“Oh no, this is the right house. You must be the boy my mother told me about,” Her confused expression instantly shifted into a warm smile, her eyes bright and welcoming. That smile could melt an iceberg. “She said you’d be stopping by, for help with your poem or novel or whatever it was. She’s out right now getting the groceries but luckily I have my spare key so you can come on in and binge some snacks with me,” She giggled heartily, skipping past him and unlocking the door. She beckoned Jughead to follow her as she dropped her gym bag off by the stairwell and ran into the kitchen, emerging with bags of popcorn.

Jughead grinned, following her into the living room where they both sat down on the same couch and started to talk.

She had only recently moved to town to stay with her Mum. Her parents were divorced and her Dad wanted time alone with his new family so they could settle in together, to your dismay. Thanks to her prestigious background, Cheryl had been quick to accept her as a River Vixen but other than her five minutes of fame at the audition, she’d purposefully sunken into the background of Riverdale High, keeping a low profile and fulfilling her role as a wallflower.

Jughead noticed how expressive she was. She would move her hands when she talked, waving them all over the place and gesturing. She could tell the whole story with her bright eyes, which leaked with emotion and passion. The words she used and her way of phrasing things filled Jughead’s head with ideas. The inspiration he’d been looking for was right in front of him and it hit him quick how fast he was falling head first for the charming Vixen.


“And then I told her that it wasn’t fair that ethnic minorities are portrayed that way in this show but she decide- Jughead? Are you alive? Helloooo Earth to Juggie?” You waved your hand in front of his face since the boy seemed to be lost in a trance. The two of you had been talking for almost an hour now and you’d been concealing your blush whenever he stared at you. It was undeniable he was kind of cute and different to most other boys you’d met. To him though you were probably the perfect girl next door. Untouchable and innocent. Not with your history, no. Nobody is ever perfect in Riverdale.

“Sorry I was just thinking about how pretty you look,” Jughead smirked, the confidence coming from nowhere. Jughead even looked surprised himself at his comment. You felt flustered and you looked down so he couldn’t see your rosy cheeks. So… he wants to play huh?

You scooted closer to him on the couch, slowly draping your legs over his lap and leaning back onto a pillow lazily. He was looking at you, eyes wide. You batted your eyelashes innocently, smiling up at him in a way that could only be described as… seductive?

You had no idea where this mood came from and neither did he. Some harmless flirting didn’t hurt nobody though. 

Within the next five minutes you were snuggled into his side talking about your day whilst he was stroking your legs and wrapping his fingers around the curls in your hair. There was just some kind of comfort and butterflies you felt when so close to him and it was clear he felt the same.

“Am I really pretty?” You suddenly mumbled, rubbing over your stomach subconsciously. You’d always been insecure about your weight and it had been your weakness when it came to dealing with high school bitches.

Jughead leaned back and gave you a look. “I’m being honest when I say you’re honestly so pretty, and it’s not all about your looks. You have a great personality from what I can tell. I mean, I can’t really judge you yet but based on the cover of your book you’re funny and charismatic and I would love to take you out on a date,” The last part was barely audible but you’d heard every single word. You sat up quick, mouth wide open. You began to fidget with your hands like you always did when the words just wouldn’t come out. You could just whisper.

“I would love that,” You stared at his soft lips and he blushed, staring right back at yours. You scooted closer once more, leaning in.

“I’M HOME HONEY!” The front door slammed shut and the sound of bags being dumped on the floor was heard from the hallway. The two of you jumped apart quickly as your Mum walked in to find the two of you, sitting on opposite ends of the couch with red faces. “Hey guys, I bought pizza! If you want to stay for dinner Jughead just let me know, (Y/N) can you help me unpack these groceries please,” She smiled at the both of you before walking off to the kitchen.

You reluctantly sat up but before you left the room, you turned around to meet Jughead Jones’ eyes. You smiled bashfully.

“It’s a date.”


i’m so sorry that i’m slow and ew, i hope this was okay + didn’t proofread because i’m dead. Will read tomorrow :)

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Start Over

Description: It’s Harry’s first day back and he hangs out with his friends instead of you. Based off of the song Start Over by Imagine Dragons

Pairing: Reader (Y/N) x Harry

Word Count: 1632

“Clenched teeth, no words

All this distance taking its toll”

You were sure Harry had texted you that he would be home tonight. As you checked your phone, your heart started racing. Harry surely would’ve said if he had a delay or something. He always updated you.

Just as you remembered, Harry’s text said he would be home Thursday night. Which was tonight. You were upset. You and Harry hadn’t seen each other in two months. Even FaceTiming was difficult, so you were really looking forward to having Harry for a whole week to yourself.

It was nagging at you. Where was he? You didn’t want to seem like a clingy girlfriend by texting him, nor did you want to seem like you didn’t care at all by not texting him. What if he was in a ditch somewhere? What if he was hurt?

You finally picked up your phone and texted him, asking where he was at.

You waited a few minutes before your phone buzzed.

“At Nick’s. He made supper and we’re having drinks now.”

Anger and hurt flooded your body. Harry had already landed and gone to Nick’s. You looked at the table in front of you. It was set and a pork roast sat in the middle. You had brought out the fancy dinner plates, glasses, and silverware. You even put out damn candles, hoping to make the night more special.

The text was right in front of you and it made you upset. You threw the towel that was on your lap onto the table.

“You could have at least let me know. But that’s fine, the roast will just have to do for left overs.” you sent back. You knew Harry would feel guilty, but that’s what you wanted. He hurt your feelings and he should know. It’s not like your feelings were invalid. You put the roast in a container to save for left overs.

“Babe, you know how often I see Nick. We chat maybe a few times a year.” Harry’s response came a few minutes later.

You couldn’t believe what Harry had just said. You sighed and texted back, “Have fun on the couch tonight.”

You gathered a blanket and a few pillows and dumped them on the couch before heading to the bedroom again and locking the door. You didn’t want to see Harry tonight. You didn’t want him to cuddle up to you after having a few drinks with Nick on his first night home in two months.

Your phone buzzed in your hand. Harry was calling, but you didn’t want to answer it. You knew he would end up making you feel guilty and it always seemed like what he did wrong was forgotten. He always brought up the “I haven’t seen them for a while” card. The sad part was that it worked. You always felt bad that Harry couldn’t see his friends as often as normal people could.

However, you started to feel like you weren’t a priority like you once were. Harry would make sure he came to you first, spent a few days with you, and then visited his friends. He would spend all day and most of the evening with his friends. You could understand a day or two, but the first day he came back?

You crawled into bed and put your phone on silent, hoping you wouldn’t hear Harry call if he tried again.

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“Too many sleepless nights, I own that”

You jolted awake to the sound of someone’s fist banging on your bedroom door.

“Babe, please just let me in. I’m tired as hell and yeh know the couch isn’t comfortable,” Harry’s voice was muffled behind the door.

You pretended you were asleep by not answering. If Harry could make you feel guilty over the phone, imagine what he does when he’s right in front of you.

“Look, I’m sorry if I actually hung out with my friends. I had fun tonight, why does that upset you?” he asked.

You glanced at the time. It was two in the morning and Harry was bringing this shit up.

“Why can’t you be happy that I was finally able to see my friends?” Harry groaned.

You threw the covers off of your legs as you stomped over to the door, unlocking and swinging it open.

“What the hell, Harry? You’re upset? I’m the one who made dinner only for you to not show up. I’m the one who planned a nice evening for us. I’m the one who’s there for you when you aren’t feeling good. I am always there, Harry, and you have the audacity to be upset with me?” you retorted.

“I’m jus’ having a nice night with me lads, Y/N! What, now I can’t see my friends anymore because my girlfriend is too clingy and won’t let me go out?” Harry shot back.

“Oh, I’m so sorry that I’m concerned about where you are, Harry! I was scared that you didn’t get home at the time you said you would. You could’ve been in a ditch or something. You didn’t even feel the need to text me your whereabouts?”

Harry’s face softened as he saw a tear fall down your left cheek.

“I get that you’re concerned, but I hardly ever see my friends. I at least text you, but I don’t talk with them as much as I do you,” Harry calmly replied.

You crossed your arms.

“I understand that you want to see your friends, Harry, but on your first night back? I haven’t seen you in two months, and the first night back, you’re hanging out with your friends. I’m starting to feel like they’re coming before me,” you mumbled the last part.

Harry sighed and rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands.

“I’m sorry. I really am. You’re very important to me, but I really wanted to hang out with my friends tonight.”

“I put out fucking candles, Harry! I really tried to make tonight special. You didn’t text me or call to let me know where you were and that fucking hurt. Why does it seem like you care more about your friends than me?” you yelled, tired of Harry making up excuses. “I really don’t mind if you spend a day or two with your friends the week that you’re here, but the fact that I didn’t see my boyfriend the first night he got back after two months but his friends did is ridiculous. I’m going to bed,” you closed the door and locked it again. You shuffled to the bed and harshly pulled the covers back over your body. You could see Harry’s shadow leave.

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“I want to try again, can we start over?”

You woke up peacefully, nearly forgetting the incident that took place last night. You then looked over and saw the empty bed. It was upsetting, but you knew you would have to face Harry sooner or later.

So, you crawled out of bed and unlocked your bedroom door, strolling downstairs for a cuppa. The smell of pancakes and coffee made its way to your nose. You were confused and glanced into the living room, seeing the blankets neatly folded and the pillows slightly stacked.

You walked into the kitchen slowly, seeing Harry at the stove, attempting to flip a pancake. He already had a small stack on a plate to his left, and the table was set with the candles that you put out last night. There was a mug of coffee to his right, which he grabbed and took a sip out of. You could see his face scrunch; he wasn’t a massive fan of coffee, but he made it for you so might as well drink it. You smiled a bit.

Harry turned around to grab something when he saw you.

“Oh, hi. Didn’t hear you. I made pancakes,” Harry said calmly.

You nodded. You weren’t too mad over last night. It was sill sightly upsetting, but the sleep made you less distressed. It was understanding that Harry needed time with his friends. He still should’ve texted you, but he did text them less when he was away.

You walked over to the cupboard and grabbed a mug before Harry lightly grabbed your wrist.

“Hey, I am sorry about last night. I should’ve texted yeh or just come home. It’s just that Nick texted me asking for drinks and I haven’t seen him in nearly a year, so I really wanted to hang out with him, eh know? So I thought I could make it up to yeh by making yeh breakfast and doin’ whatever yeh like. We can sit and watch movies, or go out to eat. Whatever yeh like,” Harry said.

You felt bad, because you knew Harry was embarrassed. He didn’t like being wrong, but if he knew he was wrong, he would do whatever to make it up.

“I know, Harry. I’m sorry for acting the way I did. You haven’t seen your friends in a while and I should’ve understood that,” you admitted before wrapping an arm around his waist and pulling him closer.

You both stood and looked at each other before Harry started smiling.

“You are the loveliest person in the world and I don’t know how I ended up with you,” he leaned down and kissed your lips.

“You’re such a sap,” you said after kissing him back. You filled your mug full of coffee and took a sip.

“Oh and you’re burning the pancakes,” you laughed.

“What? Oh shit!” Harry quickly placed the pancake on a plate and turned off the stove. “It’s still edible,” he smiled.

“It looks… delicious,” you laughed.

He laughed loudly. “I love you,” he stated after grinning for a few seconds.

You smiled and leaned your head against his chest. “I love you, too.”

Disposable part 6

Being friends with benefits with Min Yoongi can be complicated (at best) by itself. But when you accidentally tell your family (and his boss) that the two of you are dating, things get messy.

Angst, fluff, slight smut at times.

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5


Yoongi had been a royal pain in your ass the entire flight, you could only imagine what the next two weeks were going to be like. You exited the plain hand-in-hand; Namjoon and Jungkook were picking you up from the airport, and you wanted to look as couple-like as possible.

You saw the sign before you saw your brothers, it was big and bright, with your name and Yoongi’s drawn in bubbly print. Random stickers were all over it as well, and you were pretty sure you even saw a postage stamp. Namjoon was waving the monstrosity excitedly as Jungkook pretended not to know him.

“Can you believe he’s turning thirty five?” You laughed. You were still a good ways away from them, and well out of earshot.

“I work with the guy, remember?” Yoongi said, turning to you. He leaned in and kissed you lightly on the cheek. “Sometimes I can’t believe he’s so young, sometimes I can’t believe he’s so old. Namjoon’s an anomaly.”

You knew the kiss was just in case Namjoon and Jungkook had spotted you, but it still made your heart flutter. Yoongi turned away abruptly, tugging you along with him as he approached the sign with your names on it.

As you got closer, you realized that the stickers were in a line through half of it. “Nice sign.” You said, and Namjoon grinned as he pulled you into a hug.

“It was nice before Namjoon broke it.” Jungkook complained. Looking closer you realized that the stickers were acting as tape, holding the two pieces of the sign together.

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anonymous asked:

Hiiii!! I Loove sono much your blog 💕 I would have never immagined that two of my favourite things could exist together and you always do an amazing jog. I've watched the new Run episode and I was wondering if there is anything in Tae chart that explain his cheating habit, because It isn't the first time for him breaking rules during games ^ㅅ^ . Sorry if I wrote something wrong in English

people say scorpios are the most ruthless when it comes to competition but i think capricorns take the cake. they’ll do whatever it takes to get to the top, even if that includes bending a few rules. it just shows how intelligent he is with that mercury conjunct uranus, always finding unique solutions that the others don’t. and isn’t that one of the qualities a good special agent should possess? 🤔 we love a cunning man!

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pls continue Parkour au bruv

your wish is my unfortunate command.

parkour au part 5: pilot mating rituals ruin matt’s life

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Hi Mom!

Everything is great here.


“What I don’t understand is how.” Montgomery is on the edge of yelling. “You have two pilots.” He counts them out on his fingers and stares at his hand for a moment in utter bafflement. “Two. And still—”

He gestures to the screen where it’s replaying their wreck in livid technicolor for everyone to see. The simulator can project a little image of the ship in three dimensional space, and it’s purely mocking.

The ship is flying steady and well for the first oh, twenty seconds, and then it starts to jerk around, and then it does a flip, and Matt can pick out each moment with tragic precision.

“How do you steer a ship into a cliff with two pilots?

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||Dickish|| Isaac Lahey Imagine

{Requested: isaac has been recently turned by Derek. And your his best friend. And he’s been different. More cocky and mean. And you confront him one day in school and he totally freaks out on you. He wolfs out and almost hurts you but your boyfriend stiles and your best friend Scott come. And Scott calms him down asking what the hell happened. He tried to apologize but you walk away in tears. And stiles follows right behind you. Later on that night he sneaks into your room to apologize.} Isaac x reader Stiles x reader .


“Is it just me or has Isaac been a lot more aggressive recently?“I asked Lydia as we sat down on the bleachers, watching the lacrosse team practice.
"What makes you think that?"Lydia asked.
As soon as Lydia asked that, Isaac sped towards Stiles. It all happened so quick, Stiles was screaming in the air and suddenly he fell on his back.
"That."I answered before jumping to my feet.
I ran over to Stiles as everyone circled around him.
"Lahey, what the hell was that?"Coach barked, gaining everyone’s attention.
"I swear my life flashed before my eyes."Stiles muttered, as I kneeled down beside him.
"You know I expected my life to be cool considering all the things we’ve seen, but really all I remember is me being terrified."Stiles whispered, groaning.
"Are you okay? Did you get hurt, did you break something-”
“My shoulder."Stiles muttered, screaming in pain as I touched it.
"Back up, back up!"Coach yelled as he shoved past the crowd.
Coach grabbed his arm and started moving it.
"Aaah!"Stiles screamed.
I couldn’t tell if it was out of pain or fright seeing as his arm would flip uncontrollably. I couldn’t help but scream as well while everyone gasped.
"This is like that time Harry fell off his broomstick and broke his arm!"I yelled, making everyone go quiet.
"Seriously, have none of you watched the movies?"I asked, squinting my eyes at them in disbelief and disgust.
"Hey babe, don’t mean to ruin your geeky moment- and you know I love you’re geeky side but I think it’s an inappropriate time to geek out because my arm is a noodle!"Stiles screamed.
"Right, sorry."I whispered, realizing he was right.
Soon the ambulance arrived, the paramedics wheeled Stiles into the ambulance while I jumped in.
"That wasn’t cool man."I heard Danny say.
"It’s lacrosse, if he can’t handle it then maybe he shouldn’t play it."Isaac answered.
"Besides, he’s not even good at it."Isaac snickered.
I furrowed my eyebrows, this isn’t the first he’s been acting like a dick.
"Sir, I’m gonna need you to stay awake-”
“No dad, five more minuets please.” Stiles muttered, half asleep.
“Sir, sir-”
“Mmm (Y/N), I love it when you call me sir. Love it more when you call me-”
“Stiles!"I yelled, covering his mouth.
"Faster?"He asked, his voice muffled by my hands.
"I think he hit his head real hard."The paramedic by my side whispered.
"You want it harder, alright you little-”
“Hey babe, I’m gonna need you to shut up and keep your eyes opened.”
*Next day*
“Here let me carry your bag for you."I offered as I took Stiles backpack from him.
"My left arm works perfectly fine (Y/N)."Stiles chuckled as I walked him to class.
"Unfortunately for you, no more playing with yourself."I said, making him roll his eyes.
"Good thing I got you-"Stiles started to say before we heard a loud bang.
I jumped in front of Stiles and used his backpack as a shield.
”(Y/N) every time there’s a loud noise doesn’t mean someone’s trying to shoot the school.“Stiles reminded me.
"We live in California, what do you expect me to do?"I asked.
"Thank you for shielding me, although I think it’s the boyfriends job to shield the girl."Stiles said, making me roll my eyes.
"Sorry I want to keep my boyfriend alive."I spat, making him wrap his left arm around me.
"What’d you say?"I heard Isaac yell from across the hall.
He had a guy that was taller than him pinned against the locker.
"I asked you a question dick."Isaac barked, slamming his head against the locker.
"That’s where the bang came from."Stiles whispered as I glared at Isaac.
"I said excuse me!"The guy yelled at Isaac.
"I told you to answer me not raise your voice at me-”
“Isaac!"I yelled, stopping him from throwing a punch at the poor guy.
I helped the guy escape Isaac’s grip, which Isaac more upset than he was.
"What the hell (Y/N)?’‘Isaac yelled.
"What do you mean what the hell, what is wrong with you?"I asked.
Isaac simply ignored me and turned away, walking in the other direction.
"Isaac Lahey, don’t walk away from me!"I yelled.
"Watch me!"He yelled back, making me glare at him.
"Just leave him alone."Stiles whispered, holding me back from running after him.
I sighed before walking Stiles to his last class of the day, which was also his least favorite.
"Have fun babe."I whispered before giving him a quick peck.
"Love you."He whispered before walking into his class.
I walked down the hall until I heard someone sobbing in the guys locker room. I know, I know, I should be going in but I had to. I walked in and saw a girl sobbing as Isaac zipped up his pants.
"Look, if you weren’t ready you should’ve told me earlier before wasting my time. I could have any other girl in this school so you’re lucky I chose you."Isaac muttered.
"Isaac I’m sorry-”
“I don’t care, don’t waste my time."Isaac snapped at the trembling girl.
"What the hell is wrong with you?"I asked, causing the girl and Isaac to jump.
"Not you sweetie, whatever he said, just forget it. Don’t let guys like him make you feel bad about yourself."I whispered as I sat by the girl.
I grabbed her phone and put my phone number in her contacts list before putting her number in mine.
"How about my boyfriend and I treat you to some ice cream tomorrow after school?"I asked.
"I don’t know-”
“My treat."I said making her laugh lightly.
"Sure."She answered.
"Alright now go back to class, I’ve got to talk to Isaac."I told her.
She nodded and walked out, leaving me with Isaac.
"Well wasn’t that sweet of you."Isaac muttered, rolling his eyes.
"I don’t know what the hell got into you but I don’t like this new Isaac. You’re my best friend and you would never treat a girl like that."I muttered, glaring at him.
"Watch your tone (Y/N), you don’t want to get on my bad side."Isaac warned, flashing me his golden glowing eyes.
"Of course, of course."I whispered, laughing.
"Ever since that night Derek bit you, you started acting cocky, you started acting like an asshole. I can’t believe I’m saying this but you’re almost as bad as Jackson."I muttered.
"I’m warning you (Y/N), don’t upset me."Isaac continued.
"No, I want to get on your bad side."I spat.
”(Y/N)-“
"Lets see the big bad werewolf you’re trying to be."I muttered.
"I said stop!"Isaac yelled as he wolfed out.
My eyes widened as I stumbled back into the wall.
"Isaac, I’m your best friend, you love me."I whispered as tears welled up in my eyes.
I noticed Issac raise his claws in the air, making my heart drop. I jumped out of the way as soon as he swung at me.
"Isaac!"Scott yelled, scarring both Isaac and I.
”(Y/N), are you okay?“Stiles asked as he ran over to me.
"I’m okay, I’m okay."I breathed out as Stiles cupped my face.
"What the hell is going on?"Scott asked, making me look up at him.
"Isaac wolfed out of me and tried attacking me."I answered as I stood up.
I winced as my ankle stared to sting. I looked down at it and noticed it bleeding. When I jumped, he must’ve managed to claw my ankle.
”(Y/N)-“Isaac started to say as I pushed past him and Scott.
"Don’t Isaac, just don’t."I muttered, tears falling down my face.
"Touch her again and I’ll make wrap Kira’s katana, put wolfsbane-”
“Stiles."Scott whispered.
"You get the idea."Stiles muttered before following after me.
"You wanna leave early?"Stiles asked as he found me by his jeep.
"Please?"I asked.
"Of course."Stiles answered as I helped him into the passengers seat.
"Can’t believe you won’t let me drive my own car-”
“You broke your arm babe, I’m just taking care of you."I whispered as I drove him to his house.
"I know and I love you for that."Stiles said as he leaned over and kissed my cheek softly.
As soon as we got to his house, I made him some food and did his chores.
"Can I just say you’re the best girlfriend ever?"Stiles asked as I collapsed onto his bed.
"Please do, I’m exhausted."I muttered, snuggling up to him.
"Stiles, did you clean the house?"Sheriff Stilinski yelled from downstairs.
"Because it looks amazing- hey (Y/N)."He greeted me as he stood by Stiles’ door.
"Hey Sheriff-”
“Actually (Y/N) cleaned it, she decided to do my chores since I can’t move my arm. She also made food which you’re eating right now."Stiles explained, pointing at his arm and then the bowl in his dad’s hands.
"Stiles, marry her."Sheriff said as he took another bite.
"Dad-”
“Seriously, this is amazing."Sheriff mumbled.
"Thank you Sheriff, just trying to help out."I shrugged.
After his dad left the room, I ended up dozing off in Stiles’ arms. When I woke up, its was eleven pm.
"Shit."I muttered as I looked at Stiles’ alarm clock.
I wiggled out of Stiles’ grip and kissed his forehead before dashing out. I took his jeep and sped off to my house. Once I got there, I sneaked up to my room so I wouldn’t alarm my parents. I hopped onto my balcony and opened the window, then climbed in. As soon as I get in, the lights turn in.
"Jesus- Isaac?"I asked.
"I had to lie to your parents saying that Stiles’ jeep broke down.’'Isaac muttered.
"You didn’t have to, I didn’t ask you-”
“No but you’re my best friend, so of course I’d do it."Isaac answered.
My face softened as he called me his best friend, but then I quickly remembered what had happened today.
"As much as I’d love to chat, and I don’t, we have school tomorrow and I’ve got to get my beauty sleep."I muttered as I hopped into my bed.
"So jump off my balcony and don’t come here again."I spat.
”(Y/N), please just let me talk.“He begged.
"Isaac-
"Before Derek bit me, you would always go out of your way to protect me from my dad. You and Stiles told the Sheriff about him and he got arrested. You then let me stay at your house until I moved in with Derek. I love you (Y/N), you’re my best friend and I’m so sorry I hurt you. I know I’ve been a dick, but I need you to forgive me."He explained.
"Please forgive me."He begged.
"I’m not the one who needs the apology, the girl you hurt and Stiles-oh and that guy in the hallway. Anyone you’ve been a dick to and or hurt."I answered.
"So you’re not mad at me?"Isaac asked.
"I’m disappointed, not mad. Overall, I forgive you. Just please don’t get all cocky and dickish."I muttered.
"Dickish isn’t a word-”
“Isaac."I warned him.
"Okay I’ll take what I can get!”-
Thank you for taking time out of your day to read this, have a wonderful day/night!

Can’t Sleep

Request: could you pls write a murphy fic where the reader cant sleep and shes frustrated and starts moving shit around and making a ruckus and just groans and murphy is PISSED bc hes tired but he helps out and he starts getting less angry over time and before you kno it reader and murphy are sleeping safe and sound

Requested by: anonymous.

A/N: I didn’t completely understand, uhhhh, but I tried. So I hope I did your request justice.

Pairing: Murphy x Reader

Warnings: none.


Originally posted by karlurbvns

You kicked and turned. Tossing and turning. It was hard to sleep when all you could think about was the fact that the world would be ending in a span of a few weeks and as of right now, there wasn’t anything you could do.

You missed the way your bed partner groaned in frustration, as you were too busy trying to calm your own frustration. It was impossible to sleep when all you could think about was the fact that you were going to inevitably die.

You kicked out your foot again, quite aggressively turning on to your stomach, your hand by accident hitting the man who lied beside you. You groaned, closing your eyes with force as you tried to sleep. Sleep was scarce now-a-days and you could barely even keep your eyes shut for more than an hour.

You were exhausted but that seemed to be irrelevant apparently.

“What the hell is your problem, Y/N?” Murphy, your bedside partner growled. You ashamedly opened your eyes, turning to looked at his angry eyes and suddenly realized not only were you keeping yourself awake you were keeping Murphy awake. Guilt filled within you and smiling sheepishly, you apologized. “I’m sorry, Murph.” 

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever.” He sighed, turning over to his back. Staring at the ceiling there was a moment of silence before he asked; “what’s wrong?”

“I can’t sleep.” You said.

“Yeah,” he laughed sarcastically; “I can see that.”

“Sorry,” you apologized again. “I mean, I can’t sleep thinking about how we can and most likely are going to die within the next week or so.” 

Murphy didn’t reply and you figured that maybe he didn’t care as much as you thought he did. Sighing, you told yourself mentally to suck it up and turned to try and go to sleep, cautious of your movements. When you turned though, an arm place themselves around your waist and pulled you so you were against a chest.

“Murphy…?” You murmured, happy you weren’t facing him so he couldn’t see your blush.

“Just sleep.” Was all he said. You paused, thinking of something to say but found nothing. Smiling to yourself softly, you laid your head down and closed your eyes. Finally finding peace.

NCT 127 reaction to you being insecure about your stretch marks

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Anon: hello! is it alright if i request? i don’t know of your active right now or if you closed requests — but could I ask for all members (or just nct 127) reaction to you having stretch marks? i have some on my arms and sides and i feel kind of embarrassed having them.

Thank you for the request! And apologies for the late post :/ I hope you enjoy it regardless!…


Taeil:

Originally posted by taeiljaeh

This is a point I always mention when writing about Taeil but being the oldest member, he’d be very mature about it. I don’t think he’s really that bothered by it but then again, I don’t think he’d really understand what they are or where they come from. If you were insecure about them, he’d find it hard to understand why; to him, stretch marks were like anything else on your body, like moles, scars or freckles. He’d be fickle in helping you, but, as always, the intention’s there.


Johnny:

Originally posted by nakamotens

I feel as if Johnny would be quite aware that stretch marks are an insecurity many girls (and guys!) have these days. Although you may not vocally tell him about your worries, he’d notice the little things about your behaviour that’d suggest that you were insecure about them. Johnny would try his best to boost your self-confidence and self-love subtly, not wanting to put you into an even more uncomfortable position by saying he knew you were insecure. He’d just always compliment you and wouldn’t push you to uncomfortable limits, and over time, you’d slowly start to learn to love your stretch marks.


Taeyong:

Originally posted by tensct

Taeyong would be one of the most visibly distraught by this revelation. Being so comfortable around him but so insecure in your own body, this insecurity of yours would slip out, you suddenly brushing it off and trying to move the conversation on again. Startled, he’d pause, replaying the shy words in his head and his eyes watering without him realising. Unexpectedly, you’d find him in tears, weeping and cursing at himself. Yeah, he might be overly dramatic and make you feel a little guilty by it (unintentionally), but he’d calm it down and would definitely, and I mean that, make you feel better in yourself.


Yuta:

Originally posted by 1aeyong

This would be a bit of unknown territory for Yuta. He wouldn’t realise realise the extent to which you were insecure. He’d comfort you very well at first, glancing down at them and truthfully revealing he hadn’t even noticed them and they weren’t ugly at all. But, I think he might get a little irritated and less sympathetic, sighing with annoyance, asking if you could stop ranting for once. It might end in you crying or an argument fuelling, but upon realising the seriousness of the situation, he’d loosen up a bit, be very apologetic and although he wouldn’t now be extremely comforting, it’d be an improvement.


Doyoung:

Originally posted by dovounq

why can’t this kind of gif exist for other members lol this is the perfect shook face

Doyoung, like Johnny, would pick on this so quickly, just by the way you’d act. The way you’d drag your fingers heavily across the marks, pulling and rubbing at them slightly, pouting at the breaks in your skin; how you always refused to let your bare legs out, even in private, because you were too shy about letting him see them; and the way you gawped at girls in adverts and campaigns, eyes slightly watering when you see they don’t have any stretch marks like you.  


Jaehyun:

Originally posted by jaehoneytoast

Jaehyun would have a very different reaction to the rest of the members. I think I’ve mentioned this kind of reaction for him before, but instead of just notice the just okay? lol comforting you and boosting your self-esteem, he’d really try his best to help you out. If you wanted to cover yourself up or try some oil to heal or fade your scars some ppl like me do this ok not everyone is as okay with them, he’d help you get them and use them and he’d just really want you to embrace what you have and help you boost your self esteem whatever way that may be.


WinWin:

Originally posted by nctmvrk-moved

His reassurance would be considerably weak and dry but with all intentions good. It wouldn’t be something he’d absolutely love about you or anything, so on your part, it might be even harder to feel a little bit more confident about them. Sicheng would just be better reassuring you with emotional shit about anything other than something he didn’t really “get”, like physical insecurities. 


Mark:

Originally posted by nakasyuta

Mark would have that shocked/confused/shook face of his on for show. He’d find it pretty hard to comprehend and take in. I imagine he’d go to other members, hoping to seek advice and guidance. It’d be a bit like Mark would help you by the members helping Mark, so technically the members would be the one helping you. It’d be a little complicated, Mark maybe making the wrong move or saying the  wrong thing - a little hiccup, but nothing a sorry and hug couldn’t solve. To be honest, I’m unsure of how he’d really react to this kind of thing? He’d just follow whatever the members suggest, so that could mean anything.


Haechan:

Originally posted by dovounq

Being still young and probably inexperienced, his reaction would be so innocent and sweet and genuine, so much so that you’d probably realise that your stretch marks were nothing to be insecure or fret about. I don’t think he’d really know what they are, asking so many questions about what they are, how they come about, if everyone has them, if they hurt. He’d be in a state of fascination, asking if it was okay to trace them and look at them, all done very innocently and sweetly, and he’d tell you how pretty the were too. He really wouldn’t need to do much to boost your self esteem.

k-drama, k-iss.

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

 Member: Kim Taehyung

Genre: fluff + kiss scene

Word Count: 1,827

Author’s Note: a little scenario I thought of for this week. Been busy writing college essays, but I still wanted to post something… hope you like it!


“Yes….yes….yes….YES!! Finally!” you scream, pumping your fists in the air in victory. A big smile appears on your face, as you continue to squeal on the inside. You lean back into the couch in Taehyung’s living room. 

“It’s a good day,” you think before focusing your eyes back on your laptop screen. 

Your arms freeze in the air and your smile immediately drops. This long awaited celebration has been cut short. 

“Are you freaking serious!?!” you exclaim, “I waited twelve episodes….I waited a month and half for THIS!?!” You let out a groan and plop against the back of the couch. In your defeated state, you hear Taehyung finally speak up. 

“What’s wrong with you? What happened?” asks Taehyung looking up from the phone in his hand. 

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