start hangout

i didn’t expect to come out of leverage with so many emotions about the fucking brewpub??? what has this show DONE to me

but ok. like. the brewpub doesn’t turn a profit, right. it is actively losing money all of the time, but it doesn’t matter? because of their fucking alternative revenue stream, they don’t NEED to make a profit, they literally own this brewpub for the fun of it

so, like. they COULD make it turn a profit but: eliot & hardison, working-class boys TM, they are absolutely going to:

  • make everything on the menu $0.50 less than it costs to make at least, because affordable food is important
  • just fucking give away shit for free. oh you can’t pay for this food? that’s fine don’t worry about it have it anyway, also would you like a coffee? some beer?
  • get everything locally, pay a LOT for it (let’s take a moment for all of the feelings eliot ‘grew up in a farming town’ spencer 100% has about corporations paying farmers the bare fucking minimum they can get away with. so many feelings, he goes on long & impassioned rants whenever this comes up, my bitter socialist son)
  • pay all of their staff like three times minimum wage at the least
  • all of the staff have AMAZING insurance & they always pay out if they need to
  • if any of the staff mention anything health related hardison will appear & offer to pay for it
  • if any of the CUSTOMERS mention anything health related hardison will appear & offer to pay for it
  • (i REFUSE to accept that hardison doesn’t tip, that is WRONG, the show is WRONG & i will NOT allow it, hardison tips. hardison’s elder siblings were waitstaff who depended on tips to make rent, hardison tips generously. hardison has all this money & he’s not even using most of it so he gives it away All Of The Time)

like. LIKE. the brewpub is basically a fucking nonprofit charity, they run jobs to take down capitalist scum & then come home to their aggressively socialist brewpub, this is just. this is fact. you cannot convince me this isn’t true

Bloodlust (Roman Godfrey)

Prompt: You come home on day, to find a note your brother and mom left you in Destiny’s care. So you run to the one person you trusted, Roman.


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“I’m sorry your brother was in trouble and we had to leave. I know how much you loved it here, and you deserve better than a life more that a life of running. You deserve a shot at a normal life. Ive talked to Destiny and she will watch over you, ill call you when were safe. I love you baby, its better this way. -Mom”

Her note took the breath from your lungs. The house was ruined and even the cat was gone. They took that damn cat and left you here!

Your eyes began to burn as you screamed grabbing the closest thing, which happened to be a family photo and smashed it into the wall. Your body shook as you kicked, threw and broke everything you could get your hands on. They actually wanted you to stay with Destiny? She wasn’t exactly the greatest role model using her gifts for sex and money, claiming to heal people.

You ran out of the house grabbing your bike, the note snatched in your hand. You began to head to the one person you could talk to and would understand you.

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Tears burned your eyes, before you used your sweatshirt to wipe them away. You stood on the front porch nervous, your hands shook above the doorbell. You took a deep breath and hit the button.

You heard footsteps and a familiar face looked slightly down on you confused.

“Y/N what are you doing here? I thought you guys left? Where’s Peter?” His eyes looked around the area but turned back to you.

Holding out the note tears began to flow faster down your cheeks. Roman snatched the note, reading swiftly he finished and looked up into your eyes.

“What the fuck……” he whispered and grabbed your shoulders pulling you into his arms.

You sobbed into his chest as he pulled back and led you to the living room, he sat down beside you on the couch.

“Do you want some tea? Or bourbon and shit?” He said quietly.

You sniffed giving off a smirk “I dont even think shit would taste good with bourbon.”

Roman gave a light smile “Yeah me neither.” He pulled you to his chest, letting you cry until your eyes hurt.

Picking you up he carried you upstairs and into a room, he set your down on something soft which you guessed was his bed.

He took your shoes off, still in silence and set them on the floor. “I’ll figure this out just rest now Y/N.”

He stood by you grabbed his arm “Please stay……at least until i fall asleep.”

He stared down at you for a moment, then he slipped off his belt and nodded. Moving over he laid beside you. You turned putting your head on his chest, he seemed to tense up and the closeness of you. He could feel the blood pumping through your veins and his fangs scraped his tongue. He bit down on his tongue trying to suppress the urge to feed on you.

You seemed to remember moving away suddenly “Sorry i guess i forgot.”

“Your the only person who would run to an Upir, and forget what they are.” He chuckled

You shrugged turning onto your side, you hid the tears that began to start again “Well my brother is a werewolf.”

Roman seemed to sense your change in emotion, he pulled you into his chest “It’s okay, i know…”

You nodded wiping your eyes, and slowly let the emotional exhaustion take over.

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You woke up to find Roman had left, hearing the shower running you stood up slowly. Romans clothes were on the ground as steam crept from under the bathroom door. Walking over you knocked on the door “Ro!”

“Yeah?” Came Roman’s voice muffled by the door

“I’m gonna go get food if that okay? You want anything?” You asked shifting your weight slightly from one side to the other.

“I’ll be down in a sec!” He replied 

Nodding you turned and made your way downstairs, you had been here loads of times when either you or your brother found yourselves in trouble. Usually you talked to Shelley but since her disappearance you swayed closer to Roman. Peter had began to notice and always scolded you about how much of a man-whore Roman had been. But since you two had started to hangout the less he seemed to be interested in other girls, only on days when you two were fighting did he have the occasional hook up. It bothered you at first but learning his true nature you realized for him, it was more of an impulse and how he had been raised by his mother Olivia. 

Finding some of your favorite cereal you and Shelly shared in secret, keeping it hidden behind the boxes of oatmeal and forgotten cans of soup. Olivia hated when he children ate such unhealthy processed and sugary meals. Most of the time, when she was gone was the only time the kids could eat what they wanted. 

You poured in the cereal and milk into the bowl, hopping on the counter. Taking a bite as Roman came down in his boxers, his hair still wet as light amounts of steam seemed to rise from his body leftover from the shower. 

Roman began making coffee, leaning back to examine you as you ate your breakfast. “You can stay here if you want? It pretty much empty and I know you don’t wanna stay with Destiny. Shelleys room is empty, shit over half the house is take whatever room you want.”

You nodded “Thanks Ro…..I was so wrapped up in myself, I never asked how you were. So….How are you?”

He shrugged taking  sip of his coffee walking over to you and snatching your bowl taking a bite of cereal. “I’m okay I guess, I mean your parents are kinda shitty and siblings are gone. Everyone wants me to take over Godfrey Enterprises, and I’m trying to control myself from feeding 24/7.”

“I can help if you want?” You asked 

Roman paused as you moved your head to the side, brushing away your hair to reveal your soft skin. 

Roman reached out gently brushing his hand on your neck causing shivers to run down your spine. He could feel the beating of your heart on the pads of his fingers, the way your chest rose and fell with your breathing. 

He leaned in intoxicated by your scent as he felt his fangs on his tongue again. Your heart beat faster at his proximity………………… he could hear it, but the only thing on his mind was how you would look covered in your own blood. How your scent would only light the flames of his desire and soon it would not be just your blood he craved, He would crave your body. Needing to the burning of your lips on his. He would ravish himself in your body, pleading for you to moan his name begging you to reach your climax as he thrust into you over and over again.  He closed his eyes before shaking his head “I can’t, I won’t be able to control myself if I do.”

You nodded the breath that caught in your lung seemed to slowly release “Okay.”

Roman handed you your cereal “ You can shower if you want? The waters still hot in my bathroom. It’ll need to warm up everywhere else.”

You were about to head upstairs, when you paused “I left my clothes at the house…..”

Roman nodded “Ill have someone pick them up, you can wear some of my clothes if you want. I let you borrow Olivia’s but your already beautiful plus I dont want you going around looking slutty.”

You gave a light smile trying to hide your confusion “…….Thanks.”

Going up the stairs, you cracked the door wanting to let the steam escape and make it hard to breathe when you got out. You sighed as you went into the bathroom. You had always though Olivia dressed more intimidating and classy but it seemed Roman did like that, despite the fact that Olivia was still his mother. You turned on the water and began to peel off your clothes, stepping out of your jeans you slowly slid down your panties. Unclasping your bra you tossed it to the side and let the hot water cascade down your back. 

Closing your eyes you felt your muscles begin to relax. You looked over grabbing the shampoo that smelled of pine…….it smelled like Roman. lathering your hair and rising off you used the conditioner massaging your scalp. You thought of your brother. 

It was rare for a girl in the family to have the wolf gene, but when your brother turned your life began to change. You had to leave every school you had been to if someone spotted your brother, even sooner if he began to kill more than the occasional deer. You could never have many friends, your mother didn’t want you to get close to many people in case you had to leave. It had become a routine never lasting more then a few months. You would finally have the courage to talk to someone, to try and make friends before your mother whisked you away to the next town. Peter teased you sometimes about being socially outcast but the truth was you didn’t want get attached. After a while Peter was used to it but you weren’t. 

Coming back to reality you noticed the water beginning to chill slightly. You quickly washed you body and rinsed the conditioner out of your hair.  

Stepping out of the shower you grabbed a towel looking up you jumped to see Roman at the door.

Towel still in your hands you froze as your gaze met Roman’s. His breathing hitched in his throat as he looked down clearing his throat. He turned around “Sorry you shut off the water…I just wanted to give you these.”

You looked down to his hands and saw he had a clean t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants. You wrapped the towel around your body and stepped forward. Placing your hand gently on his he passed you the clothes. 

“Thank you Roman.” You said quietly your heart pounding in your chest.

Roman slowly turned around and you could see he was biting his lip. His eyes were glued to your neck. His face turned from one of embarrassment into hunger and lust. You felt yourself freeze like a deer in headlights.

“Roman?” You whispered as his mouth began to open and you saw his sharp canines begin to draw closer to his bottom teeth as he growled.

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Part 2??

MBTI Squad

ENFP - The Idea Generator

Every hangout starts out with her discovering a new place around where she lives (or in a neighboring country, but that’s okay), and is so excited that she wants to share it with everyone. Very insecure about herself, and has trouble sharing things, turns everything into a joke. Likes to talk to INTJ but also annoys him to death with her secrecy and unseriousness. Has trouble focusing, but this way she notices all the exciting things along the way. INFP’s hug buddy and they have this NF connection.

ENTP - The Facilitator

The one with a driver’s license. Knows everyone in the squad personally, maybe a bit too much. INTJ’s close friend, knew him since 6th grade, and they always have super deep analytical conversations. Insecure about friends leaving him, and being “disposable” since everything INFP and INTJ share he already knows. Either makes the bad puns and easily makes things happen, being the reason the hangout happens in the first place, or very closed off, withdrawn and bothered by everything. Also really likes to spend individual time with each squad friend.

INTJ - The Savage

Makes fun of ENFP constantly, teases her for being unable to open up, and makes deep remarks about either life or the current social situation. Hates small talk, but tolerates ENFP’s randomness for the most, although always complains about the lack of trust. Loves the deep talks with INFP. Enjoys breaking from the daily routine.

INFP - The Cinnamon Roll

The friend that’s there to make fun of her own awkwardness, tries to make everyone laugh but ends up laughing herself the hardest. Goes into deep chats with INTJ and loves ENFP a lot. Insecure about the squad leaving her behind, because she’s the “odd one out,” but fails to realize that without her the squad isn’t squad anymore. Can be either the kindest and cutest person in the world, or Satan itself when she feels like it. Master of both active care and passive aggression. Wants to please people so she ruins her own life.

One of a Kind (Jughead x Reader)

Prompt: Can I request a Jughead x plus size reader where the reader has a really loud a unique laugh and even though she can be quite sarcastic like Jughead she can also be his exact and she basically is the only person that can make him smile and laugh a lot ? Maybe throw in him letting her wear his beanie and just a really cute relationship ? Thank you so much.

A/N: Here’s a happier one! I actually felt a lot better after writing this and laughed a lot during this. I hope you like it. Requests are welcome!

Masterlist

One of a Kind (Jughead x Reader)

Jughead Jones III was not exactly a sad person but it took a lot to make him smile or even laugh. The closest thing most got was a small chuckle or his famous half smirk. Some even believed he wasn’t capable of such joy.

The truth was he simply lost that joy when Jellybean and his mother left. Leaving him with his father who was almost always drunk.

It all changed when Riverdale High got it’s newest student.


You groan when you glance at your schedule. You had opted out when they offered to have a student show you around and now you were kind of regretting it. You figured that it would at least be built like your last school but no. Riverdale High looked as if it hasn’t gotten a makeover since it was built.

“I’m guessing you’re lost?” You turn to see a very well dressed guy grinning at you.

“And I’m guessing you’re gay?” Mentally cringing at how harsh that sounds, you went to apologize only to have the boy laugh.

“I like you! I’m Kevin Keller, Riverdale’s only out gay.” He chuckles as you roll your eyes.

“Names (Y/n). Riverdale’s New Student. Who clearly should have taken the tour.” You sigh at the paper in your hand.

“I gotcha girl.” the boy, Kevin, links his arm with yours and snatches the paper out of your hand. “Good, you have next class with me.” and with that, he drags you down the hall.

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Carry Your Throne

Requested: Yes

Based off a prompt list linked here

#29 “You said my name in your sleep.” #26 “Help me I’m stuck.” and #86 “Why are you walking around naked?”

I also recommend listening to the song Carry Your Throne by: Jon Bellion

The song is also what influenced the title of this imagine.

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Description: You had found out Peter’s secret, to say you were outraged he had kept it from you so long would be an understatement. He tried to tell you he did it out of protecting you, but you weren’t buying it. You spent the night that night, waking when you heard him say your name. He didn’t remember that though, so it was your own secret. Weeks passed and you and Peter got even closer, a little bit too close.

Warnings: Light swearing

Word Count: 2,483

A/N: Surprise! I combined all of those prompts into one imagine. I think overall it turned out pretty well. I think this imagine is super dorky honestly but I love it so much. Anyways I hope you enjoy! :)

Originally posted by barnesvogue

You stormed back and forth in Peter’s room, his eyes wide watching you try to process what you had just witnessed.

You didn’t expect to encounter what you did that Friday night, you had decided to surprise Peter with a movie night, but ended up finding something else a bit more interesting.

May had let you in, saying that Peter would be right back, so you had decided to wait in his room.

Needless to say seeing Spider-Man crawl through his window on his ceiling did a few numbers on you.

He took his mask off, revealing Peter, who didn’t once notice you sitting on his bed.

Until that is he turned around, meeting your bewildered expression on your face.

“Y/N! What they hell are you doing here!” He whisper shouted at you, making you blink rapidly.

“I uh..I came by to surprise you with movie night.. May let me in..” You trailed off, your eyes starting to squint at the brunette in front of you.

You slowly stood up, pointing at Peter.

“You’re the Spider-Man from YouTube aren’t you!” You started putting the pieces together, making Peter’s eyes widen.

“No, what no.” He tried to play it off, putting on a gray shirt and throwing his suit into the closet.

“Yes you are! Oh my god.” You covered your face with your hands, not able to believe this was actually happening.

Peter just stared at you, not knowing what to say, this isn’t how he planned on telling you.

“Wait, hold on.. How long have you been keeping this from me?” You crossed your arms, making him shift awkwardly.

“A few months..” He bit his lip nervously, as your eyes widened.

“I’m sorry, a FEW MONTHS?” You shouted at him, your arms failing everywhere.

“Y/N! Quiet! Aunt May could hear you!” He rushed over to you, holding your shoulders.

“Trust me, I wanted to tell you, but I only didn’t because I wanted to protect you.” He sighed, stepping away and running his fingers through his hair.

You let out a laugh, unable to hide your feelings at the moment.

“Like I’m supposed to believe that?” You huffed, rolling your eyes.

“Yes! You are! It’s the truth Y/N, I deal with some bad people out there and if they figured out who you were they would hurt you, and I couldn’t let that happen.” He rushed out, making your heart melt a bit.

“Does anyone else know?” You questioned, sitting down on his bed.

Peter sighed, walking over and sitting down next to you.

“Just Ned, and well Mr. Stark obviously."  He let out a small laugh, making you smile slightly.

"Wait- Ned- He’s known this whole time!” You smacked his shoulder, annoyance in your voice.

“Ow! And yes, it actually happened like this.. Man, I really need to work on being more stealthy.” He muttered, rubbing his shoulder.

“I still can’t believe this..” You groaned, looking down at the floor.

“I know it’s a lot, but I will protect you okay?” He wrapped an arm around you, making you lean into his side.

You blinked a few times, before sitting back up.

“I know you will Peter.” You smiled slightly, playing with your sleeves.

Peter gave a reassuring smile, but that immediately changed when you started smacking him.

“How could you do this to me! Now I’m always going to be worrying about you!” You smacked his chest, making him try to fight you back, but he only grabbed your wrists and pulled you close to him.

You were exhausted, no doubt, so when Peter made you go to sleep, you did.

You didn’t know how long you were out, but you awoke to the sound of Peter talking in his sleep.

“Y/N.. I told you..” He mumbled, making your eyes widen.

He was dreaming about you?

You sat up, making sure you heard him correctly.

“Y/N, we’ve been over this.. You can’t wear the suit..” He mumbled again, making you roll your eyes playfully.

“Dork.” You muttered, laying back down next to him and drifting back off to sleep.

After that night you never did tell Peter he was sleep talking, you decided to have a secret of your own, something you could hold over him if ever need be.

However, ever since that day you found out his true identity you two got closer.

You started to hangout more and more over the weeks passing, Ned even mentioned to Peter how close you two were getting.

Peter brushed it off, not believing him, but he would be lying if Ned didn’t get into his head a bit.

That week was a lot of mind games for Peter, every time he saw you Ned got into his head, making him see a different side of you.

A side that he secretly loved about you.

The way you’d call him a dork, or how you’d hit his shoulder if he’d made you mad, even when you laughed and your nose did a cute little crinkle that Peter loved.

Everything was making him feel different, and it scared him.

So, Peter decided he was going to test his true feelings out one night. 

Peter had invited you over to do a study session one night for your Biology exam.

Peter figured he had enough time to shower before you arrived, but that quickly changed when he felt someone in the need of saving.

He didn’t have much time, so he slipped on his suit and was out the window in seconds.

Two crowns and a gold cup,

And they’re coming for the throne, love.

Aunt may had let you in, you made your way to Peter’s room, your textbook in your hand, all ready to go.

You knocked on the door, only to hear Peter swearing.

“Of all the times I put a lock on this damn window.” He muttered, trying to squeeze through the tight space.

“Well look what the spider brought in.” You smirked, making him roll his eyes at you.

“Y/N, help me I’m stuck, please.” He begged, making you smile.

“Of course, but first I need to ask you something.” You grinned, making him groan in annoyance.

“Can’t you after you get me out of this window?” He muttered, making you laugh quietly.

“No way, because then you won’t answer my question.” You crossed your arms, making him motion for you to continue.

“The night that I stayed over here, I woke up during the middle of the night to find out you said my name in your sleep.” You raised your eyebrow at him, his cheeks instantly becoming flushed.

“I think you misheard things Y/N.” He tried to blow it off, but that only made you laugh more.

“No, I didn’t actually because I had to hear it for myself, and sure enough, it was my name.” You teased, making him groan in embarrassment.

“Okay, fine, maybe I did, maybe I didn’t, can you let me out now?” He glared at you playfully, making you smile and release him from the window.

“You’re mean you know that.” He teased, poking your side.

You swatted his hands away, making him laugh.

“I know, but you love it.” You smiled, walking around his room.

“I uh.. I was actually about to shower before you got here.. do you mind if I..” He motioned towards the bathroom, making your heart beat a bit faster.

“N-No, I mean, go ahead.” You smiled, biting your lip slightly.

He smiled, going into the bathroom while shutting the door.

You didn’t understand what was happening, you’ve never felt this way before.

They try to break inside the walls with,

These lies but I’m pulling up the draw bridge.

In that moment it was as if all your emotions flowed through you like water.

It was also that moment you decided to go get water, you needed to think.

You stood in the kitchen the entire time he was in the shower, your mind on warp speed.

You heard the shower shut off, which to you meant he was out of the shower.

You walked back to his room, opening the door, only to reveal a naked Peter.

You spit out water from shock and embarrassment.

“Y/N! Oh my god!” Peter exclaimed, grabbing clothes off his bed and quickly putting them on.

“Peter! What the hell! Why are you walking around naked?” You screeched, your cheeks red with embarrassment.

“I just got out of the shower! I didn’t exactly expect you to walk in on me like that!” He rambled, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment, you saw all of him.

But at the same time you wouldn’t be lying if you didn’t admit that you checked him out.

Peter was attractive you weren’t going to lie, and now that you saw him fully naked you couldn’t get that image out of your head.

Peter quickly put on clothes, his cheeks still flushed red, he couldn’t believe that just happened to him.

You blinked rapidly, unsure of what to do, you hadn’t prepared yourself for that.

Hell, nobody could have prepared themselves for that.

You snapped out of your thoughts, hearing Peter speak up.

“Well, should we.. uh.. study?” Peter swallowed awkwardly, motioning towards the books on his bead.

“Yes. Yes that’s a good idea.” You nodded, giving a thumbs up, avoiding eye contact with him.

Peter slowly sat down on his bead, you nervously sitting beside him.

You two studied for what felt like hours, but turned out to actually be just a few minutes, this was driving Peter crazy, he had to do something, so he cleared his voice, grabbing your attention.

She looked back, said, baby this is your kingdom.

“Y/N, I need to tell you something, and I’m not sure how you’re going to react, but after everything today I’m not really sure of anything anymore.” He laughed slightly, looking at you.

You smiled, laughing with him, but motioned for him to continue.

“Over the past few weeks Ned brought something to my attention, and the more time we spent together the more I realized it was true.” He rambled, making you smile at how dorky he was.

“Basically what I’m trying to say is Y/N I really like you.” He blurted out, making your heart stop for a moment.

We rose this love from the dirt now.

You couldn’t believe it, Peter actually liked you back.

“I like you too Peter, I actually figured that out in your kitchen, not going to lie.” You laughed slightly embarrassed.

“Oh wow, before you walked in on me.” He grinned, wiggling his eyebrows at you.

You playfully shoved him, muttering how much of a dork he was which only made him smile more.

After that night Peter and you were inseparable, Ned and Michelle said they ‘called it’ when you two officially got together.

This only made you all laugh, you were so lucky to have such uplifting friends and a wonderful boyfriend who was always there to protect you and love you.

It was moments like those that you realized you couldn’t imagine a life without him in it.

He was there for your darkest times and you were there for his, you two treated each other like royalty, everyone could see you two were the perfect couple.

And hell if there wasn’t one time you didn’t carry your throne around school, being the couple everyone was jealous of, you loved it, just like you loved Peter and he loved you.

You got nothing but my crown on.

The pink surprise

Originally posted by madelainesource

Cheryl Blossom x reader

Summary; You are dating Veronica but lately you’ve been distracted by the red haired leader of the River Vixens, the one and only, Cheryl Blossom

Warnings; smut smut smut, sex toys and some more smut, fisting(?)

A/N; @dbtvluv thank you for requesting this! I loved writing this and might have gotten a little carried away but I hope you like it!


The devil in disguise. That’s what you had thought about Cheryl Blossom when you had first met her. She had an amazing resting bitch face and was good with her words. And her looks were to die for.

But that was weeks ago. You had been dating Veronica Lodge from the first week she had arrived into Riverdale. You had tried to ignore your sudden interest about Cheryl as you had started to get more involved with her when you had started to hangout with Betty Cooper and the rest of the gang.

Dating Veronica felt natural and you had started to love the girl but you couldn’t shake the feeling that something was missing. And that’s when Cheryl steps in the picture. Cheryl and Veronica both were the ‘alpha female’ girls that you liked but in different ways. But somehow, Cheryl had made you question if Veronica was the one you should be with.

Recently, she had been more kind towards you and even defended you when someone had tried to make a little fun of you. Knowing that this wasn’t Cheryl’s normal behavior, you knew something was up. And you wanted to know what it was.

And that’s why you were now standing by the Thornhill gates.

The large metal gates creaked open slowly, making the dark, foggy evening even more creepier than it already was. A chilling wind blew through your hair and you took quick steps along the long driveway to the house.


Knocking on the big door, you took a step back to wait for someone to open it. After a moment, the door slowly opened and you were expecting Cheryl with an unimpressed look on her face, but to your surprise, you were greeted by a smiling Cheryl.

“Hey Y/N, what brings you here?”, she questioned, still smiling.

“I was hoping we could talk”, you told her, smiling but not fully trusting her smile to be genuine.

“Sure, come on in, we can go up to my room as my parents are enjoying the fireplace”, she said as she took a step to her side to let you walk into the house. You looked around the huge, beautiful but a little scary house and felt a hand on your lower back and you looked over your shoulder to see Cheryl still holding her smile.

“Follow me”, she said and started to guide you up the large staircase.


Walking to sit on Cheryl’s soft and inviting bed, you tried to quickly gather some strength to ask her about her behavior. You had no idea of her answer but felt afraid if she had just been playing you and was now getting to make her final move.

“So what would you like to talk about?”, Cheryl questioned as she sat really close to you.

Staying silent for a moment, thinking about what to say, you decided not the beat around the bush.

“Why are you not being a bitch to me anymore? I mean, no offense, but you’re not the nicest person around and don’t get me wrong, I’m definitely not complaining but this little nice act of yours, has made me wonder about you”, you said to her, trying to make your thoughts clear to her.

“I like you, Y/N”, she simply answered.

“What?”, you almost choked on your own spit.

“You heard me, there’s no catch or ulterior motive. I simply have started to take a liking to you”, she explained and you felt suddenly really hot.

“Okay, I wasn’t expecting that but I still don’t trust you to believe that completely”, you said with a raised brow.

“Fine, there might be something I want”, she confessed and you knew you had been right.

“And what might that be?”, you asked, raising both of your brows.

“You”, she whispered and started to lean into you. You almost had a moment of weakness as you felt yourself leaning in but quickly pulled back when you realized you would be cheating on Ronnie.

“I-I can’t…”, you said and Cheryl just smiled.

“I get it. I’m gonna go get us a drink so we can talk more, just wait here and I’ll be right back”, she said and left the room.

You sat on the bed, deep in your thoughts. You couldn’t cheat on Ronnie, you loved her but why were you feeling something towards Cheryl? She really was something else and you just needed to get to know her and be with her. Wait. What? Your thoughts surprised you and you couldn’t stop thinking about how Cheryl’s lips would feel against yours. The fact that she had just confessed her feelings to you, had made this situation harder but there was still a small doubt in your head if she was telling the truth.

“Here you go, beautiful”, Cheryl’s voice brought you back to reality, seeing her handing you a small glass with amber liquid in it. You knew it was alcohol and brought the glass to your lips to down the drink quickly. Just as you were almost finished, you saw Cheryl looking at your chest and bite her lip. This made you cough and you managed to spill the rest of the drink on your shirt, making it stick to your skin from the sweet liquid.

“Shit”, you hissed, slightly embarrassed.

“It’s okay, I’ll give you a clean shirt and you can go take a shower”, Cheryl told you, taking the glass from you and guiding you to her own, large bathroom.

“Thanks”, you silently said and started to remove your clothes as Cheryl walked back to her room.

Removing the last piece of fabric from your body, you stepped into the big shower room that had several shower heads on the walls and the ceiling. You located the ‘on’ button to the fancy shower and in a second, felt the sticky substance leaving your body. You really enjoyed the warm water hitting your skin with the right pressure and closed your eyes to enjoy the feeling. A hand on your shoulder made you almost scream out loud but you turned just in time to suppress it as you saw Cheryl standing in front of you. Naked.

“Oh my god, you scared me! What are you doing?”, you questioned, trying to not look at her amazing figure.

“I thought I’d join you and I also ran a bath for us. I thought since you came all the way here, you might as well enjoy your time”, she said, stepping closer to you. You felt at loss with words so you just turned you back to her to calm your nerves a little.

After a moment in silence, you felt something soft touch your lower back and saw Cheryl with a soapy sponge.

“Relax”, she said with a soft voice and you closed your eyes to enjoy the gesture.

The sponge was suddenly switched to soft hands caressing your sides smoothly. You thought if you should stop her but when her hands started to rise against your ribs and finally reaching your boobs, you lost all train of thought. Cheryl started to flick your nipples softly for a moment and then she was pulling and twisting them, making a moan escape your mouth.

Her left hand stayed on your left boob when her other hand started to make its way down. You waited with excitement for her to reach your most sensitive spot. She finally pressed her middle finger on your clit and started to make circles against it, causing moans to fall out.

She then reached even lower and two of her fingers slipped inside your pussy with ease, due to you being already soaking wet for the red haired vixen.

She fingered you with skill for a moment before turning you around and instantly attacking your lips with hers. Your hands flew to her sides, pulling her wet body against yours, making your hard nipples rub against each other.

You broke the kiss to lower your head to softy nibble on her nipples, making her moan.

You then went down to your knees and pushed her legs apart before using your hands to pull her pussy lips open to reveal her swollen clit and dripping wet pussy. You smirked before you went to lick and suck on her clit, inserting two fingers inside her. She started to moan wildly and you were afraid that her parents might hear.

“Oh my god Y/N, that feels so good”, she praised you.

Suddenly pulling herself away from you, she helped you up.

“Go into the tub and wait for me”, she said as she ran back to her room.


You stepped into the ridiculously large, half filled hot tub and waited for Cheryl to return.

It didn’t take her long to come back and you felt excited when you saw what she had went to get. A thick, long, two headed bright pink dildo.

She grinned widely as she stepped into the tub and kissed you.

“Sit on the edge”, she told you and you did.

You spread your legs widely for her and she pulled your lips apart as she brought her mouth to your clit and started her magical treatment.

You were a moaning mess when she pushed three fingers inside you and started to pump in and out. Adding a fourth finger, you started to feel filled to the limit but it didn’t hurt, the pleasure was overwhelming.

“Can I try with all five?”, Cheryl asked and you tried to form an answer.

“Y-yes, plh-please!”, you tried.

Pushing her thumb in, almost her whole small fist was inside you and you loved it.

“Thought I’d stretch you for the dildo”, she said as she removed her hand from you.

“Well let me return the favor”, you smirked as you switched positions and in seconds, you were pushing your hand inside her as she was moaning louder than before.

“Let’s go to the bed”, she told you and pulled you with her as you both ran.

You hopped on the bed, eagerly waiting for her as she crawled on top of you. She spread your legs and placed her another leg over your stomach and the other between so that your pussies were now lined against each other, almost making contact. You reached to spread you pussy to reveal your clit and Cheryl did the same and lowered herself onto you. You waited for her to start moving and when she did, you couldn’t stop the loud moans coming from your mouth. You rubbed against each other for a while but eventually parted as you grabbed the big dildo on pushed Cheryl to lay back, leaning on her elbows. You lined to dildo with her wet entrance and slowly pushed it in deep. You then sat in front of her and repeated the same action. As the dildo was now filling you both, you started to move it back and forth, pleasuring you both equally.

The pleasure you had received before the dildo, helped you both to reach your orgasm fast, both almost screaming when you came. Pulling the dildo out, you fell back on the bed and felt Cheryl crawl next to you, stroking your cheek.

“So was this is enough to make you believe me?”, she asked with a smile.

“Yeah but I gotta break up with Ronnie”, you said with a little sadness in your voice.

“I know, I’m sorry but I really do like you and I wanna be with you”, she said, sounding sincere.

“I like you too, CherylBombshell” you told her with a kiss.

Drunk | Jonah Marais

Requested? Yes! @boomboomboomwayhoo I hope you like it! Also I love your username 

Warnings? Swearing, drunk jonah, mentions of sex 

Word Count: 3,003

“She’s gonna kill you.” Corbyn whispers to Jonah.

“It’s her fault for sleeping so late.” Jonah replies.

“Can’t you leave the poor girl be?” Daniel asks.

Jonah shakes his head no with an evil smile causing Daniel to roll his eyes. Corbyn follows behind Jonah into their shared room and spots (Y/N) sleeping peacefully on Jonah’s bed.

“She’s gonna kill you.” Corbyn reminds him once more.

Jonah ignores his blonde haired friend and walks over to (Y/N) quietly. He slips one arm around her waist and one under her knees. She instantly curls into Jonah’s chest causing his cheeks to redden.

He carefully lifts her up, making sure she doesn’t wake up in the process. Once she’s secured in his arms, he makes his way out of the bedroom and downstairs, with Corbyn still following behind. He makes his way out to the back yard and stands by the edge of the pool.

“Hey (Y/N)?” Jonah says while nudging her a bit. Her eyes slowly flutter open and meet Jonah’s bright green ones.

“I’m sorry.”

Before you can comprehend what’s going on, Jonah swings his arms back and forward before letting go of you. You quickly brace yourself to hit the pool and when you do you quickly resurface.

“Jonah!!!” You yell angrily.

You get out of the pool lightning quick while Jonah runs away from you. You chase after him and are able to corner him near the edge of the pool. You take a few slow steps forward until you’re only an inch away. Your breath quickens as you look up into his captivating green eyes. You regain your thoughts before making your next move.

“You’re so dead.” You say with a wicked smile on your face.

You go to push him into the pool but he quickly grabs your hands in his, pulling you down with him. You brace yourself to hit the pool for the second time that morning, but this time when you resurface you turn to Jonah.

“You’re such a jerk.” You say before splashing your best friend with water.

Jonah smiles at you once again and you both slowly get out of the water. You wring out your clothes as best as possible before heading back into the Why Don’t We house.

“Damn what happened to you?” Jack asks as you walk into the living room.

“Ask the jackass that threw me into the pool.” You respond gesturing to Jonah.

“So worth it.” Jonah responds from across the room.

You simply roll your eyes and head upstairs to Jonah’s room to steal some clothes for the day. You had stayed over at the compound last night which definitely wasn’t a rarity. You were there almost every weekend to spend time with your best friend and his band mates before they head off for tour once again.You and Jonah had been best friends for quite sometime now. Neither of you could really remember how this came to be but one day you started to hangout and you hadn’t stopped since. After changing you head into the boys bathroom to look for shaving cream.

Once you find some you head back downstairs so you can get revenge on Jonah properly. You hear his voice coming from the kitchen and you quickly pour some shaving cream into your hand.

Suddenly Zach emerges from the kitchen and you quickly signal him to stay quiet. He simply smirks at you and watches as you sneak into the kitchen.

“Are those my clothes?” Jonah asks when he spots you.

“Maybe.” You respond.

“What are you hiding?” He asks as you walk closer to him.

Instead of responding you quickly reach up and land a smack on his left cheek, causing shaving cream to go everywhere. Jonah sits there stunned causing you to laugh loudly.

“Oh you’re so gonna get it.” Jonah finally says before chasing after you.

You quickly run away but you’re sadly not fast enough and Jonah catches you by the waist. He drags you towards him and wipes a bit of excess shaving cream onto your cheek. You gasp loudly and shove Jonah away from you.

“You’re such a jackass this morning.” You say in disbelief but with a smile still stuck on your face.

“A jackass in need of a shower because of you.” He points out. “Wanna join me?” He adds on with a wink.

“In your dreams.” You smirk at him and push him towards the stairs.

When Jonah leaves you turn to walk into the bathroom downstairs to shower quickly when you run into Daniel.

“Indeed, in your dreams.” He says smiling widely at you.

“Oh shut it.” You say and jokingly push him as you walk away. After you shower and get all cleaned up you and the rest of the boys head over to Logan’s to film. When you get there Logan greets you with a bear hug.

“(Y/N)!!” He yells out loudly with a smile on his face.

“Hey Logie bear.” You say while reflecting his smile.

As the boys pile into Logan’s apartment and set up for their new mashup you and Logan catch up a bit.

“So, have you told Jonah?” He asks almost instantly.

“What do you think?” You respond sarcastically.

He holds his hands up in defense before continuing. “I still say you should just go for it.” He advises.

Instead of responding you look over at Jonah. He’s completely in the zone, listening to the other boys harmonies to get his right. He closes his eyes as he hums along in concentration. When he opens them again he looks over at you and smiles causing you to blush.

“Or maybe I’m wrong.” Logan says from next to you.

He walks over to the boys and you watch the process of them filming their new mashup. Once they’re done the boys decide that they want to go out for dinner.  

“(Y/N/N), you coming?” Daniel asks snapping you out of your small trance.

“Nah. I think I’m just gonna head back home.” You respond as you suppress a small yawn.

“I’ll drive you.” Jonah offers and stands up next to you.

Together in a comfortable silence you and Jonah head out in his car back to your place. He walks you to your apartment floor and when you get to your front door you turn to face him. As you stare into his familiar green eyes you remember what Logan said and one of your favorite quotes.

Twenty seconds of insane courage.

“I’m in love with you.” You blurt out.

“What?” Jonah asks instantly.

“I’m in love with you. And it sucks because we’re best friends and you leave for tour soon and-”

Jonah cuts you off by carefully taking your face in his hands. Without a word he places his lips on yours in a kiss that makes you go weak in the knees. As if Jonah can tell, he carefully lifts you into his arms and you wrap your legs around his waist.

The kiss is slow and steady as he carries you to your bedroom. He places you on your bed and attaches his lips to your neck. He trails up and down your neck and your hands find his hair. You tug and pull slightly causing Jonah to lift his head and reattach your lips.

You tug at his shirt and he quickly takes it off. You admire him for a second, carefully running your hands over his chest. He takes your hands and places them above your head before attaching your lips, getting lost in each other for the first of many times that night.

You wake up the next morning to an empty bed. You slowly get out of bed and walk into your living room. When you don’t find Jonah there you check the kitchen. Pain slowly fills your heart as you realize Jonah had left you.

You pace throughout your living room as your brain goes into overdrive. Did you do something wrong? Did Jonah not feel the same way as you? Instead of wracking your brain by yourself you call Logan and ask him to come over. Logan had always been like an older brother to you and knew about your love for Jonah. Hell, he was the one that convinced you to tell Jonah.

“Yo, (Y/N) are you okay?” Logan asks when he steps into your apartment. Your phone call with him had been short and a bit frantic causing Logan to worry about his young friend.

“I told Jonah last night and we uh-” You say trailing off. “And when I woke up he was gone. Did I do something wrong? Do you think he hates me?” You ramble with questions that have been wracking your brain.

“Hey, hey, come here.” Logan says pulling you into a tight hug. You sigh quietly as you push your face further into his chest.

“It’s going to be okay, just talk to him.” Logan advises.

You stand outside of the Why Don’t We house less than an hour later. You decided to take Logan’s advice and talk to Jonah about last night. You finally take a deep breath and reach forward to ring the doorbell. 

“Hey (Y/N/N).” Daniel says, greeting you with a smile. “What’s wrong?” He asks noticing your serious expression.

“Is Jonah here? I need to talk to him.”

“He’s in his room.” He says and before he can ask you anything else you walk past him and towards Jonah’s room.

When you get to his door you square your shoulders before knocking. You hear him call out for you to come in and you slip inside his room before shutting the door behind you.

“Can we talk?”

Jonah’s head snaps up at the sound of your voice and you can see the worry in his eyes. He nods his head and you sit down at the end of his bed.

“Why did you leave?” You ask quietly.

“Because-” He begins but stops and sighs frustratedly. He runs a hand through his hair before finishing his sentence. “Because last night shouldn’t have happened.”

You could feel your heart shatter immediately. You gave this boy your all and he didn’t even feel the same way. You push back your ever growing tears and sit up straighter.

“I don’t want to ruin our friendship (Y/N/N).”

When you don’t say anything Jonah takes your hand in his making you look at him. You quickly pull your hand from his causing his face to fall.

“Are we okay?”

“Yeah Jonah.” You snap standing up. “We’re perfect.”

You speed walk out of his room unable to look at him anymore. You run down the stairs as tears begin to blur your vision. When you hit the last stair you run straight into someone.

“(Y/N)? Are you okay? What happened?” Daniel asks holding onto your shoulders to look at you.

“I have to go.” You choke out before pushing past him and heading to the front door.

You run to your car and start it instantly driving far away from the boy that broke your heart. When you finally get to Logan’s, you head up to his apartment and ring the doorbell. As you wait for him you cross your arms and try to hold back the tears.

Right when Logan sees your face he immediately pulls you towards him. For the second time today you wrap your arms around his torso and push your face into his chest.

With his arms still around you, Logan walks you inside his apartment and shuts the door. He leads you over to his couch and you sit down. Suddenly you feel tears on your cheeks and you go to wipe them away only to have Logan stop you.

He carefully wipes away your tears with the pad of his thumb before holding your face in his hands. “What happened?” He asks finally.

Through many more tears you explain to Logan the events of the past hour. He listens intently and once you’re finished he pulls you into his arms once again.

“I’m gonna murder him.” Logan decides after a moment.

“Logan don’t.” You say sitting up to face him.

“You don’t deserve that bullshit.” Logan says standing up. He turns towards the door and as if on cue the doorbell rings.

“I swear to God.” Logan mutters under his breath before answering the door. You hear him sigh in relief causing you to let go of the breath you were holding. You peek around Logan to spot Daniel walking through the doorway.

“Listen, even though I’m not mad at you, I am mad at your bandmate so where is he?” Logan snaps at Daniel.

Daniel ignores Logan and rushes over to you. “What happened with Jonah?” He asks with worry written all over his face.

“He’s a dick. That’s what happened.” Logan retorts from behind Daniel.

“I know you mean the best,” You begin slowly. “But I really can’t be around you or any of the guys right now.”

“But-“

“You heard her Daniel.” Logan says placing a hand on Daniel’s shoulder.

With one last worried glance, Daniel leaves and you collapse against Logan’s couch with a sigh. Logan makes his way back over to you and pulls you into his arms for what felt like the billionth time that night.

“It’ll be okay.” He whispers.

It had been about two weeks since the Jonah incident and you were trying to push it to the furthest part in your brain. If you didn’t think about it you could make it through the days with your heart still intact.

The boys had gone on tour making it a bit easier on you. Today was a bit harder because for some reason everything reminded you of him. The coffee you had this morning, the song playing on the radio was one he loved, a sweatshirt you saw in a shop that he owned, everything.

You were finally home for the day and you were extremely relieved. You kicked off your shoes at the front door and dropped your bag on the couch in your living room. Just as you start to walk away towards your bedroom your phone rings loudly.

You fish your phone out of your bag and answer it without looking to see who called you. “Hello?”

“(Y/N)?” You hear from the other line.

“Jonah?” You ask as the voice registers in your head.

“(Y/N), I-i love you.” He slurs out.

“Are you drunk?”

“M-maybe.” He says and you can almost see the smirk on his face.

“Jonah.” You start sighing annoyedly.

“I still remember the way you taste.” He continues and you can feel yourself blush.

“Where are you?” You asks as you start to pace the room.

“Canada.”

“Oh my-“ You say as worry floods you. “Are you with the boys?”

“Maybe?” Jonah says uncertainly.

“Shit.” You curse quietly. “Jonah stay where you are okay?”

You hang up the phone before hearing Jonah’s response and quickly dial Daniel’s number. He picks up in two rings and you could already hear the worry in his voice.

“(Y/N)? What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“Are you with Jonah?” You ask ignoring his questions.

“He’s in his hotel room.” Daniel says as his tone of worry changes to confusion.

“Can you go check on him? He just called me and he sounds pretty drunk.” You explain quickly.

You hear silence on the other end and then Daniel opening and closing a door. You hear a voice and then a response before Daniel begins talking once more.

“He’s okay. Drunk as all hell but he’s okay.” You sigh in relief and thank Daniel but not before telling him to keep you updated.

Throughout the night you had gotten many drunk texts from Jonah and a few updates from Daniel. Jonah’s texts mostly stayed along the lines of “I miss you” or “I’m in love with you” but you ignored them.

You knew when Jonah wakes up the next morning he’ll forget everything. The texts didn’t mean a damn thing and you weren’t gonna sit here and get your hopes up.

The next morning you woke up to an apology text from Jonah causing you to roll your eyes. You continued your Saturday per usual, slowly waking up and making breakfast. As you begin to mix the batter for your biscuits your doorbell rings.

You walk over to the front door and swing it open not caring who sees you in your shorts and t-shirt with messy hair. When your eyes lock with the strangers at the door you recognize them immediately.

“Jonah?” You exclaim. “What the hell are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be in Canada?”

“Well I was in Canada.” He states as he walks into your apartment and shuts the door behind him. “But I needed to see you.”

“Jonah what the hell you can’t just-“

Before you can finish your sentence Jonah places a hand on your cheek. Your eyes snap to his and you can feel yourself melting in his gaze.

“I meant what I said last night.” He whispers. “I’m in love with you. And I was scared to admit it because I couldn’t believe that you loved me too.”

“Jonah I-“

You’re cut off once again by Jonah’s other hand coming up to cup your other cheek. His eyes flicker from yours to your lips before he speaks once more.

“What happens if I do this?” He asks uncertainly.

“Why don’t you find out?” You whisper.

With those few words Jonah’s lips are on yours and you immediately feel weak at the knees. Your hands find their way to his neck as his hands slip to your waist, pulling you closer. When you break apart you’re absolutely breathless.

You loved this boy with all your heart. And you now knew he loved you too.

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Peep the We Bought A Zoo reference because I’m in love with that movie

OUAT Summer Rewatch

@whimsicallyenchantedrose @hellomommanerd @kmomof4 @linda8084  @winterbaby89  @gingerchangeling  @ladyciaramiggles  @hookedmom  @laughswaytoomuch  @snowbellewells  

I know I’m mssing someone….

So we need to decide:  How many days/week?  Maybe 2  Sunday and another day or Friday and another day.  2 episodes each day?  

The in between we can come up with scenes, gifs, pictures, etc from that episode to reblog…  

Time:  8:00 pm EST?  I don’t think we can finish all 6 seasons but we can make a nice dent.  

Anyone is free to join us.  Just send me a pm….

Being BFF’s with Yugkook

Jungkook best friend au ft. Yugyeom 

  • Being a Kpop Idol yourself and being friends with Jackson first.
  • You’re a ‘98 liner.
  • How you meet:
  • Your group finished performing at MAMA and you all went backstage.
  • GOT7 was there and Jackson went to your group to compliment your performance.
  • Jackson excitedly introduced you to Yugyeom since you’re both the maknae’s of your group.
  • Immediately exchanging phone numbers and hanging out within a week.
  • After a couple months of being close with Yugyeom he accidentally sends you and Jungkook a message in a groupchat.
  • Yugyeom: “Does this look good on me?” *attaches body mirror pic*
  • Jungkook: “You look like you have a mushroom on your head.”
  • Y/N: “Look who’s talking, coconut head.”
  • Jungkook then realizes he wasn’t only texting Yugyeom.
  • Yugyeom also notices the accidental group chat but replies with laughing emojis anyway.
  • You three end up hanging out and going bowling the next day and you make fun of both mushroom and coconut head.
  • A beautiful trio blossoms from there.
  • Fans start to pick up on the three musketeers that have been all over the tabloids for their trio selfies and photographed outings.
  • Yugkook becoming distant after you three begin trending on twitter because they don’t want you to get hate for being friends with them.
  • You telling them off for ignoring your texts and bowling invites and reassuring them that you only care about their friendship and not the hate.
  • Yugkook making it up to you by buying you ice cream and complimenting your newest MV.
  • You calling Yugyeom - Yuggy and Jungkook - Juggy.
  • YOU BEING THE ONLY PERSON TO BE ABLE TO CALL JUNGKOOK OPPA WITHOUT HIM CRINGING.
  • Yugkook teasing you for being a year younger than them.
  • “you’re so small and youthful”
  • “you haven’t even grown out of your baby cheeks yet, aww”
  • *YUGSHOOK AND JUNGSHOOK WHEN YOU DO A SEXY DANCE FOR A PERFORMANCE WITH YOUR GROUP*.
  • Coming down from stage and being met with disapproving looks from Yugkook. 
  • *it gets caught on camera*
  • *fans are beginning to love the trio friendship after this*
  • Yugkook secretly becoming jealous when you pay more attention to the other members.
  • BamBam jokingly telling Yugyeom that you love him more *Yugyeom glaring from the distance*
  • Taehyung wrapping an arm around you as you laugh at a joke he said *Jungkook doing the tongue thing*
  • Yugkook jokingly telling you that you can only be friends with them.
  • You then become annoyed when they start to hangout with your group *but internally shipping the boys with at least one of your members*
  • Interviewer: “Y/N we heard your quite close with Yugyeom from GOT7 and Jungkook from BTS… are they your bias?”
  • Y/N: *dramatically rolls eyes* “MARK AND JIN ARE THE ONLY OPPAS I ACKNOWLEDGE!!1!!1”
  • Yugkook: *choking somewhere in the distance* 
  • How you are at award shows:
  • You becoming nervous when you spot Yugkook in the crowd during your performance but becoming relieved when you see their wide smiles and encouraging thumbs up.
  • You screaming your head off when BTS or GOT7 performs.
  • You trend on twitter later from fan taken pictures of you dancing Jungkook or Yugyeom’s part from your table.
  • #YugkookY/Narefriendshipgoals
  • Hugging each other after a performance or when either group wins an award.
  • After this fan begin to ship you with Yugyeom or Jungkook.
  • You needing to reassure the world that you know too much of Jungkook and Yugyeom and will never date them.
  • Yugkook becoming protective when fans insult you for being friends with them.
  • The three of you fangirling over Big Bang together.
  • You tagging along with the ‘97 liners because Yugkook are always with them.
  • People mistaking you for ‘97 baby because of this.
  • Yugkook picking you up from your dorm to get late night snacks or go bowling.
  • Sometimes they pick you up during the day if they have time and you eat dinner together while talking about your fears and dreams and passions and ON MY LIFE Yugkook can’t hang out with you without ganging up on you and teasing you about whatever.
  • Yugkook not allowing you to date being the protective older brothers they claim to be. (when your dating rule is lifted)
  • Random piggyback rides *usually only Yugyeom does it to Jungkook but sometimes they show you love too*
  • You blushing every time they hug or accidentally touch you 
  • Them “accidentally” touching you to get a reaction from you.
  • You constantly scold them like a mother would to her children.
  • This earns you the nickname “mama Y/N” from fans.
  • When your dating rule is lifted your members begin dating but you stay single earning the nickname from fans: “4eva single maknes”
  • Yugyeom and Jungkook take you on “dates” when you start to feel down about not having a boyfriend.
  • Yugkook reassuring you that being in a relationship isn’t everything.
  • You begin to indulge yourself more in your music and share new written songs with Yugkook who fangirl together over you and your amazing voice.
  • Yugyeom and Jungkook always seeking fashion tips from you.
  • You low key not knowing shit about fashion but telling them what you think the fans would like to see them in.
  • You taking and posting pictures of them while they’re sleeping because “it’s what the fans want”.
  • When either of you are being overworked or stressing out the other two will take said person out dancing or to a movie to relax.
  • The three of you are meme kings/queens.
  • One day Yugyeom calls you noona on accident and you punched him with the strength of a God.
  • *Jungkook records and posts it*
  • fans love the sibling like trio and want more public interactions after this.
  • You making it a point to show affection to Yugkook in public to show your fans that you can have a friendship with the opposite sex.
  • Fans thinking you in person or on social media for making Yugkook happy with your frienship. 
  • *you silently crying bc it’s you who is grateful for Yugkook’s friendship and you pray that you guys stay best friends for ever*.

a/n; I decided to do this because I was daydreaming that I was friends with them lmaoooo. Should I do an actual imagine to this though?

Love is All You Need

Requested: henk yah bro 92 and 153: Are you drunk? Put me down!

Summary: Eddie gets drunk after Richie decides it’s cool to bring beer to hangouts, and he’s only fourteen/thirteen so peer pressure. Eddie’s really intoxicated and goes to Reader’s house with long grass.

Pairing: Eddie Kaspbrak x Reader

Warnings: Underaged drinking, unsanitary Eddie for once

A/N: You didn’t specify who gets drunk lol

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(Y/N) stayed home during a hangout started by Richie who got free beer from the back of Spencer’s Gifts near the downtown area. You decided it was nice to have some me time, so you took a long bath and then did your hair the way you like and lied down to relax and watch movies or listen to music Ben got you.

Meanwhile, Richie and the others were chanting while Beverly chugged a beer in front of them. “Bev-er-ly! Bev-er-ly! Bev-er-oh!” As she finished the bottle and threw it towards the woods, Richie and the others screamed in excitement.

Eddie grimaced and scooted away from Beverly, “Guys, you know alcohol is toxic. She could, I don’t know, get some kind of sickness or something. Maybe even liver cancer! You shouldn’t encourage sickness!” Beverly chuckled at his overreacting and wiggled her fingers around his face like an octopus. Eddie screeched and shot up like a bullet, backing away from her. “I have hand sanitizer now, you do not want to mess with me!” 

The gang burst out into a fit of giggles and laughter at Eddie’s freaking out. Richie suddenly got an idea and walked towards Beverly, whispering in her ear as she nodded along. Then, Beverly grabbed a beer and Richie walked towards Eddie painfully slow. 

“What? What are you doing?” Eddie backed up until he was at the edge of the Quarry cliff. Richie grinned maniacally and held Eddie’s arms behind him, Beverly holding a beer bottle threateningly over his perfectly gelled hair. “No! No, no, wait! No, please! It’ll stain!” 

Beverly held the beer down a second, “Only if you drink it.” Eddie sighed in relief as Richie released him before Beverly added on quickly, “All of it.” Eddie’s eyes widened and he attempted to escape before Richie held him against his will once again. “Deal?”

He made a weird, inward noise before exhaling slowly and nodding his head. Richie released him and high fived Beverly, which she returned the action gladly. Beverly pushed Eddie over to the rocks where he sat down and waited for Beverly to crack open a new beer. She popped the cap with her uncut key and handed it to Eddie, who grimaced and pushed it away.

“I’ll drink it, but I need a straw. Stan, can you give me my second fanny pack!” Stan threw the fanny pack over, to which Eddie took out a diner straw that he’d packed in case of emergencies. Beverly watched him poke the straw through the beer bottle hole and take a sip. Immediately after, Eddie made a face like he’d smelt greywater from a sewer. “Ugh, it tastes like…”

“Like Heaven?” Richie questioned. Eddie rolled his eyes and took a second sip as if to be sure, then he grimaced and stuck his tongue out to blow a raspberry.

“Like disgusting apple juice,” Eddie scrunched his nose and kept taking short sips until the others started chanting for him to chug it. “I will NOT! I could start choking or something! I’m just gonna take it slow.” They “awed” at his hesitance to drink it. 

Before Eddie knew it, he was sipping it like a milkshake. Richie scoffed and watched intently, “Now you like it?”

“It’s not that bad, actually,” Right after Eddie had said that he had taken out the straw and chugged the rest of the beer left, which was a fair amount. The gang gasped and Bill spoke up.

“Eh-Eddie? Is that even yuh-you?” Bill watched the small boy set down the bottle and sway side to side. His eyes were half-lidded and looked drowsy, but to everyone, they knew he was drunk.

“Yeah, it’s me. What do you think?” Eddie stood up and stretched while almost falling on his ass from his drunken stance. Richie and Beverly were sharing a laugh while the others either laughed along or stared in shock at the clean freak grabbing flowers and leaves from a tree without using gloves or hand sanitizer. This was not Eddie, it was drunk Eddie. “Hey, where’s (Y/N)?”

Richie cleared his throat, “They’re back at their home. Remember?” Eddie oh-ed and turned to walk towards the pathway which lead to town. Everyone watched him begin walking. “Wait! Eddie, where are you going?” 

“To see (Y/N) and tell them how much I lo-o-ove them!” Eddie yelled fairly loudly and then began sprinting out of the Quarry with flowers and leaves in a bouquet. Everyone knew Eddie liked (Y/N), they were dating, after all.

As Eddie arrived at (Y/N)’s house, he knocked loudly on the door. You sighed and stood up, yelling back from the living room where you were watching Full House, “Coming!” Eddie shifted on his feet and almost tripped over his own feet while waiting. As you came to the door and opened it, you stared at Eddie, who was holding a bouquet of plants… without gloves. Was this the real Eddie?

“(Y/N)! I came to uh-h-h-h… what did I come to do? Um, I came to give you these! And uh, um, say I love you very much! Go out with me!” Eddie dropped the plants before your feet and hobbled back and forth on his feet to stay steady. 

“Are you drunk?” You immediately asked the question clouding your mind. He shook his head vigorously, and you knew he was drunk just by the way he reacted. You sighed and helped him into your house, to which he whined and pulled away from you. “Eddie, come on, I need you to sleep. I don’t want you drunk.”

“But I said I’d go back to the Quarry with you,” Eddie whined and held onto the doorway so you couldn’t get him in. You sighed and thought of something to do, but it’d be hard. You wrapped your arms around his waist and picked him up. Surprisingly, he was pretty light. He screamed bloody murder, “No! No, put me down!” 

“Eddie! Shut up, geez!” You dragged him into your house and closed the door with your foot as you carried your boyfriend into the living room. You dropped him on the couch and sighed in relief as he was knocked out cold. You sat beside him and lied his head onto your lap, twirling a finger around his now fluffy and sweaty hair. “Who got you drunk? And why are you so sweaty?”

—-

Bonus Ending!

The Losers stared at each other in silence as it had been ten minutes since Eddie left. Ben spoke up and cleared his throat, “Is anyone gonna tell him those plants were Poison Ivy?” The Losers’ eyes widened and Stan practically facepalmed.

“Shit.”

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Character / Genre: Taehyung x reader | Childhood Friends!au, angst | 2,056 words

Drabble game request: Taehyung + “How could I ever forget about you?” + Best Friends AU | for @bangtan-bangbang

a/n: Due to the high request and the inspiration that came to me long after this was posted, this series have been continued to more parts

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Close as Strangers: Chapter 4

Close as Strangers: Chapter 4

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Genre: High school au, angst

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It was the day before Halloween, it had been two weeks since you and Jungkook kissed and neither of you hadn’t spoken of it. It wasn’t that you hadn’t wanted to, you were just hoping that he would bring it up first. You had still been closer than ever though. Still tutoring as well, he was getting much better at forming sentences and focusing on main points but he had still spent more time than necessary at your house, not that you minded. You even had started to call him Kook again, which he loved…a little too much.

You hated that your mind would play against you though. Jungkook was a very big part of your brain lately. You hadn’t thought about a boy this much in a while, unless you count celebrity crushes. Speaking of which, anytime you would start to have a fantasy, (sexual or not) somehow in the end the person would become Jungkook. You had been thinking about Dylan O'Brien the other night, wanting to run away together and when you packed and ran outside, Jungkook was there waiting for you with this ‘hot rod.’

You and Yoongi had been spending a lot of time with Jungkook, Taehyung and Jimin. Yoongi had started to hangout with them even more on his own. You still did try and make him spend time with you, when you both weren’t doing other things.

Like now, it was Wednesday and Jungkook had just left a few hours ago, after staying for dinner. Your parents were in bed because they both and to fly out tomorrow, your dad had a case to try and your mom had a conference.

You walked up to your room where Yoongi was laying on your bed watching Fresh Prince of Bel Air, Yoongi loved Will Smith. You hopped on the bed falling on him and cuddling, you being the little spoon. He put his arm around you and said, “Once you start dating Jungkook we can’t do this.”

You turned your head to look at him, “What? Of course we can, you’re my best friend. I mean it’s not like we’re making out each other, you’re my family Yoongi. Plus, who says we’ll date?”

He smiled and then rolled his eyes, “Everyone, duh.”

“Yeah, whatever.” you answered and looked at the TV.

“People talk about it at school and shit you know.”

“Really?” you asked confused, turning back to him.

“Yeah, plus Jungkook never shuts the hell up about you.”

You tried to hide your blush but right then your phone started to ring. You picked it up seeing it was, Jimin. You smiled, you had become a lot closer to Jimin in the last couple of weeks. He was always with Yoongi so you were becoming more used to him. You answered, “Jimin! How are you bud?”

You could hear him giggle, “Y/Ny~” he sang. “I’m good. I was trying to get ahold of you and Yoongi. I tried calling him.”

“His phone died,” you answered.

“Sounds like him,” he retorted, but kept on. “I got our costumes for tomorrow, Ninja Turtles. You’ll be April O'Neil our trusty human sidekick.”

“Awe, we’re not going as The Spice Girls!” you whined, sarcastically.

He laughed and said, “Maybe if we’re all close for college. I call Sporty Spice!”

“Dammit, fine! I’ll be Ginger.”

“Ha ha, good.” He said.

“I’ll tell Yoongi and we can get ready at your house after school right?”

“Yes ma'am, I’ll see you at school.”

“Bye Jimin, goodnight.”

We both hung up and you turned to Yoongi. “You boys will be the ninja turtles and I’ll be April O’Neil for Halloween.”

“Awesome, that should be fun.” He yawned, “I’m too tired to move, I’m going to sleep in here.” You nodded moving to turn off the light and get under the blanket. “Also Y/N, you need to make a move on Jungkook.” Yoongi stated.

“No, I couldn’t, i’m chicken shit.” you turned off the lamp and left the TV on. You laid down, facing him.

“I believe in you, plus, when girls make a move it’s hot. You have to do it, Jungkook won’t expect it and you two can work this shit out.”

“We’ll see, night Yoongi.” you kissed his head and he yawned again, “Night, little lady.”


You and the boys were all at lunch, talking. They were talking about tonight and the costumes. “I’m Leonardo, with blade skills.” Jungkook said, flipping around an invisible sword, making weird faces.

“Well I’m obviously Michelangelo. Duh,” Taehyung said.

Yoongi spoke up, “I call Raphael, I mean who else would be him really?” He took a bite of his sandwich. “Yeah, cool but rude.” Taehyung added with a laugh and Yoogi shot him an, “Exactly.”

“Good, I was going to call Donatello either way. Cantina Strike!” Jimin said, pretending to hit Yoongi.

“Well you are a nerd like him,” Jungkook giggled.

You spoke, “Yeah, you’re kind of a party pooper too.”

Jimin pouted, “Hey, Ms. O'Neil. You’re our human companion, you should be nice.”

You pinched his cheek and smiled, making him smile. “You know i’m kidding, you’re the sweetest person I know.”

You all went back to your food until Yoongi spoke, “So are we supposed to go to that girl’s party?”

“Yeah,” nodded Jungkook.

Right then Rebecca walked up to the part of the bleachers we sat on. “Jungkook, are you going to Chloe’s party tonight?”

Jimin rolled his eyes and you nudged him. “Yeah, we are.” Jungkook answered, not looking at her.

“Awesome, do you have a date?” she added, twirling her hair.

“Yeah, these guys.” Jungkook answered again, pointing to all of us. Taehyung and Yoongi busted out laughing until Rebecca shot them looks.

“Well maybe we can meet up,” she put on a fake smile.

“Maybe,” Jungkook said, mumbling, practically telling her the conversation was over.

“Great,” you heard her mumble as she walked away.

“Damn, I love your sassy side Jungkookie.” Taehyung whispered, as she walked off.

Jungkook chuckled, “I wish she’d take a hint.”

You all got up and threw your remaining lunch away. We all were going to our lockers. Once you and Jungkook got to yours and he spoke, “Sorry about Rebecca.”

“Why?” you got out your book and shut your locker, turning to him.

“Uh, I just - I know you don’t like her.” He answered, still getting his books out. He put his penguin lunch box in his backpack. You smiled, how did anyone think he was cool?

“You don’t like her either,” you retorted.

“Well, I wish she’d realize that.” He said closing his locker, walking you to class. You couldn’t stop smiling, especially, at the gesture. He also gave you a side hug and before he kept walking.


You were all at Jimin’s house, getting dressed and goofing around. Once it was time we all got into Jimin’s car, since it had the most room. We got to the party and mostly stuck together, yet you all weren’t really having much fun. The party was pretty boring, we had been there almost an hour. You were talking to Jimin and his friend Jackson, you could see Taehyung and Yoongi chatting up some girls dressed as the Powerpuff girls. You couldn’t spot Jungkook though, so you gave Jimin a look and he nodded. You guess he was getting to know you better than you thought.

You started walking around and spotted Jungkook almost instantly. He was up against the wall being cornered by Rebecca. You rolled your eyes and walked over to them, throwing her hand back. He better thank me for this.

“Jungkook, there you are. I thought you were getting me a drink?” Rebecca gave you a horrible look, still holding up the hand you threw back at her.

“Um, uh- I was trying.” He grinned.

“You better try harder,” you smirked. You took his hand and you both hustled away, laughing.

You both ended up going outside, trying to hide your giggles. “God Y/N, thank you, she had me pinned against that wall for three minutes. It felt like three hours, it was awful. She was telling me all these things she wanted to do to me. I just,” he shivered and you giggled at him. He was so adorable, especially in that Ninja Turtle outfit. He looked like a 6ft 12 year old and you just wanted him to be yours. You had Yoongi’s voice in the back of your mind, 'You need to make a move.’

So you did.

You cupped his cheek and brought him down to you, connecting your lips. He immediately kissed you back, you moved your hand from his cheek to his hair and he moved both his hands to cup your face. He then licked your bottom lip and you opened your mouth for his tongue.

This felt better than you could have imagined, it was better than the first time you kissed. You instantly felt like that’s how these kisses would always feel, somehow better than the last.

You pulled apart, his hands still cupping your face. “Wow,” Jungkook whispered. You smiled and opened your mouth to speak when you heard some cat calls and whistles.

You and Jungkook quickly tore apart and turned, you both let out huge breaths seeing it was your three best friends. “Get it Y/N!” said Yoongi while Taehyung yelled, “About damn time Jeon.”

They walked over to you two and Jungkook took your hand in his. You looked down at your intertwined fingers, blushing.

Jimin spoke, “This party is lame, let’s go trick or treat.”

“Really?” you asked. They all gave you looks, “I just meant most houses might be closed for the night.”  

“We can still try,” Jungkook squeezed your hand.

“Yeah, let’s just walk around here. These houses still look alive,” Taehyung alleged. So you all agreed and walked around.


You all had gone to about 20 houses and 14 of them had actually given out candy, a lot of candy actually. This was sort of a rich neighborhood and most everyone was giving what all they had left over. You had candy for weeks or at least three days, knowing you.

You had two more houses when you tripped on your stupid high heel. “Fuck!” you exclaimed, landing on your ankle weird. It had hurt so badly, so you took the shoe off and started rubbing your ankle. The boys all gathered around you. “Y/N, my god. That looks like it hurts.” Yoongi cringed.

“Noona, are you alright?” Jungkook asked.

Noona? You’d always liked that nickname but no one ever called you that, you did think it was sexy though.

“Yeah, yeah. It’s just a little swollen. I think I can-” you tried standing up and fell back down. “Shit!”

Jungkook started rubbing it, making sparks shoot up your leg.

“I guess we need to get her up.” Jimin spoke up.

“You guess?” Taehyung chuckled.

“Come on guys we need to get her up.” Yoongi huffed.

“Look, I don’t mean to keep you from going to the last two houses.” You said, feeling like you just ruined the night.

“Y/N, that doesn’t matter.” Jungkook said. Yoongi put his candy in your lap, “Jimin, give me your keys. You guys get me more candy and I’ll take her to the car.”

Jungkook started to pick you up, “I can-”

“No, I can get her, just get me more candy.” Yoongi said, grabbing the keys, making sure you had your stuff before picking you up. You put one arm around him and had the other holding your candy. You were surprised by how strong he was, but still was afraid he was going to drop you.

Jungkook picked up your shoe and put it on your bags of candy. You mouthed, 'thank you’ and he grinned looking more like a bunny than a ninja turtle.

Yoongi started to take you to Jimin’s car. “So Noona,” Yoongi mimicked. You looked at him and blushed, whining, “Yoongi, don’t.”

“You kissed him and you liked it, he called you love, you want his dick.” Yoongi singed.

“Whoa, could you maybe grow up. I don’t want his dick.” you lied.

“At least not yet,” he murmured. You smacked the back of his head with your hand and Yoongi scoffed, “Abusive.”


You got to the car and Yoongi sat you down on the trunk. He put your stuff in the car and then came back over to you, putting his hands on either side of you, “You know if you date Jungkook we won’t see each other as much.”

You gave him a confused look, “Why do you keep saying stuff like that? We don’t see each other as much already, since you’re always with the boys.”

“Well I thought you wanted me to,” he stated.

“Of course, I’m not saying it’s a bad thing.”

“Well, that’s what it seemed like,” he interrupted. You opened your mouth to speak but he kept going. “You know you’re the only person I spend time with. I always have to do girl shit and you even made me lose my first relationship. I need the guys sometimes, okay. I can’t always be there for you and do everything for you.”

You were actually stunned, you didn’t know what to say but you were angry. “What?” you hissed, pushing him away from you, “I have never made you do anything you haven’t wanted to do. I asked Jungkook to hang out with you because I felt bad that you always spent time with me. That 'relationship’ was you fucking some girl who you hated. I had nothing to do with her dumbing your ass, you did that to yourself. Where the hell did this even come from?”

“Oh, why do you care? You’re just going to fuck Jungkook like you made me fuck you. ‘Oh Yoongi, I don’t want to be a lonely virgin.’ He mimicked.

Tears had started to spill and you yelled something you planned on taking to the grave. "I liked you that’s why I wanted to sleep with you, you asshole!”

He just stared at you, quiet and you covered your face. You were embarrassed, angry and most of all sad. Why would he say those awful things to you? How could he, he was your best friend.

“Y/N, I” but Yoongi was interrupted.

“What the hell is going on?” Taehyung said.

“Just put me in the car,” you stated, trying to be calm. Yoongi went to reach for you but you hit his hands away. He stepped back silently and Taehyung walked silently toward you, picking you up. Jungkook was already in the backseat, helping Tae get you inside. Yoongi and Jimin both got into the front seats. Taehyung got in and shut the door, Jimin started the car and you all went back to his house. The ride was silent except for the radio, lightly playing Vampire Weekend.

You all finally got to the house and Jungkook spoke, “I’ll take Y/N home and help her.” Taehyung opened the door and you grabbed your shoe, clutching onto it. Taehyung picked you up, taking you to Jungkook’s car. Yoongi came over and Jungkook started the car rolling the windows down. You looked down at your shoe in your lap and Yoongi spoke, “I’ll bring your car back tomorrow.”

You didn’t look at him, in fear of crying again. “Whatever,” you whispered.


Jungkook got you home, helping you inside. You could tell he was having a little trouble carrying you, this made you smile slightly. “I can sleep on the couch,” you said.

“Nonsense, I can get you up the stairs.” Jungkook insisted. You gave him a thin smile and let him take you. He got you to your bed and ran back downstairs saying something about an ice pack.

He got back with a bag of frozen peas and you huffed out a laugh and he propped your leg up with two pillows and put the peas on. “Thank you,” you said, rather weak, you felt wracked with emotion.

“Are you alright? Not just your leg.” He added.

“No,” you shook your head, not looking at him.

“What’s wrong?” he rubbed your leg.

“I got into a fight with Yoongi, we never fight. Yeah, we have little arguments but that’s it.”

“What was it about?” he asked.

“I don’t want to talk about it,” you answered and shook your head.

“Okay, well. Is it alright if I ask you something else?”

You looked down at your lap, playing with your thumbs. “I guess,” you answered.

He stilled his hand and took a deep breath, “I want to ask if you’ll go on a date with me?”

Your head shot up, “A date?”

He scratched his head, “If you want to. I uh, don’t want you to, uh - think you have too, I just.” You grabbed his face and kissed him. “Of course, I will,” you said in between kisses.

“Really? I mean great, I have to go on that trip with my dad and brothers tomorrow. The one I was telling you about.” you nodded, “Next weekend then?” You nodded again, “Friday?”

After setting the date, you two talked for a while in bed. There also had been a tad bit of making out, until you both fell asleep in your bed.

The next morning Jungkook woke you up, saying he had to get home for the trip, pecking your lips with a smile. You fell back asleep until later, when you felt someone lightly stroke your arm, speaking your name softly.

You woke up seeing Yoongi and took in a sharp breath. “What are you doing here?” you sat up, rubbing your eyes.

“I brought back your car and candy, I wanted to make sure you were doing better.” He sat on your bed, touching your ankle. You flinched and he took his hand away. “I’m sorry about last night, I can’t believe I said those things. I was scared about losing my best friend, I didn’t know how to act. I guess I’ve never felt like this because you’ve never been in a relationship. This jealousy was weird, I’m not in love with you or anything. I do love you. God, so much, I don’t know what I’d do if you weren’t always with me. We’ve never fought like this - I mean, last night I cried to Jimin, while Taehyung was asleep.” You realized you were crying, just a little, happy tears. “No, no don’t cry. Cause I will and you know I’m an ugly crier.” He interjected.

You laughed, “I understand. I mean I got jealous when you were with Cindy. That was when I started to like you,” you sighed and went on. “I didn’t want to tell you, then you broke up and I had to try something. Once we did it a week later I realized i was just a crush and I just wanted to keep my best friend.”

“Are you trying to say, I was that horrible in bed?” he gave you a look.

You laughed and shoved him, making him grin. “No, I just realized that I loved you but I could never be in love with you.”

“So are we alright?” he asked.

“Yeah, alright,” you nodded.

“Alright,” he said again.

You chuckled, “Alright!”

“Maybe, alright will be our always.” Yoongi smiled.

“Shut up, Suga.” you rolled your eyes, hiding a grin.

He smiled, pulling you into a hug. “I missed you, I know it was it was only a couple of hours but still.” He sighed, “So did you and Jungkook talk last night?” He asked as he let go of you.

“Yeah, he slept over, left this morning to go on a trip with his dad and brothers. He also asked me out for next Friday.”

Yoongi’s eyes widened, with a smile. “I hope you’re going. Trust me, I’ll be happy. Just as long as you make time for me, I have to watch 80’s movies and eat monstrous amounts of food with you, all the time.”

“I did say yes, and of course. I won’t abandon my best friend, don’t worry about that.” you chuckled.

“I’m holding you to that,” he pointed a finger.

You took hold of his finger, “Good. Now speaking of chicken.” Before you could even finish, Yoongi picked you up taking you downstairs screaming, “Food time!”

2

You wanted to
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
You wanted to
Hide the scars to fade away the shake-up
You wanted to
Why’d you leave the keys upon the table?
You wanted to

I don’t think you trust
In my self-righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die

scientistsalarian  asked:

Prompt number 50 for Shakarian

[OKAY FINALLY. Sorry my love, you know how I am…. so slow and…………………………… soooo slow. lol I hope you like it. <3 It’s pretty short kinda angsty but it’s got a cute happy ending, annnnd as you know first hand (because I’m constantly bitching about it to you lol) I’m having a hard time with my Mass Effect stuff ;.; IDK WHY BUT I JUST AMMMMM. So hopefully this is good and you enjoy it? Because I don’t even know anymore. *eye twitch*

<3]


“Please… I need you.”


When Shepard woke today things still felt off… They felt off because the night before Garrus had given her an ultimatum. Well, it was more of an observation followed by a question than an actual ultimatum, but it had the same effect.

It was something like ‘Hey, I know you’ve been flirting with the drell and since we’ve been hooking up, it’s me or him… who’s it gonna be?’ And even though she knew that Garrus had a right to know, she didn’t realize he wanted to. 

She’d always had a thing for him of course and since they started their late night ‘hangouts’ that crush had gotten pretty bad. Which was probably why she found herself flirting with Thane so much now that she thought about it… 

Not unlike you to push someone away when they got too close… As she lay staring at the exposed stars that pass by above her, she realized that most definitely was the case. She was doing it again… but maybe the damage hadn’t been done. Maybe she could fix this still…

Only, would Garrus still want her after last night? 

Most men didn’t do well with the ‘uh……….. I should go.’ especially when those men where Garrus, and knew exactly why she used that excuse. 

That answer was shit, she knew it– but feelings and emotions had always been hard for Shepard, even before the whole dying-and-being-brought-back-a-cybernetic-zombie thing. 

Plus with everything going on and the Suicide Mission coming up… There was a lot on her mind. Too much to really justify a relationship.

Jane drew in a deep breath, pulling her hands to her face and running them through her crimson hair in a stretch After an exasperated sigh she pulled herself from bed and threw on her N7 hoodie, and some Blast-O’s slippers ready to make her way downstairs. 

Her plan had been to get some breakfast and a nice big cup of coffee… to avoid the situation for as long as possible. But once she reached the kitchen and looked down that hall towards the Main Battery, she just knew what she had to do. 

She turned, and strode straight towards it with determination. When Shepard reached the door, she paused second guessing herself for a moment… The light was green which was a good sigh she supposed, but just because it wasn’t locked didn’t mean he wanted to see her. 

It was only about 0600 hours and aside from the quiet humming and the soft click of nails on keyboard from the other side of the door the air was still. She knew he’d be working on calibrating something… no doubt trying not to think about their previous conversation and its complete failure. 

She raised a fist, hovering just before the door… almost knocking more than once as she pulled a nervous lip into her mouth; biting it harder than she should trying to regain that strength once more. Upon her exhale she closed her eyes, and knocked three times.

The clicking stopped abruptly, but Garrus didn’t say anything. 

Jane lowered her brow, pulling her face into a small frown as she lean her forehead to the door; waiting. 

“Please, Garrus… I need you.” and when she said that the mechanical door buzzed open.

Garrus was standing there, closer than she expected he’d of been and when he looked at her she stood up straighter and cleared her throat uncomfortably. “Do you have a minute?”

His normally warm eyes were sad. He didn’t seem angry with her, just hurt and Shepard didn’t like it one bit. But she just didn’t know what to say last night… Or maybe she did and she was just too scared. One thing she did know was that she wouldn’t make the same mistake again.

“Garrus, I’m sorry.” 

“You don’t have a reason to be sorry, Shepard…” he said quietly with mandibles pressed tight to his face as he stepped aside allowing her further entry. After a moment he started again, leaning against the console as he crossed his arms. “Really. I sort of just sprung it on you. I-I should have know better…”

“No. It’s not that…” Jane was somehow perfectly calm as she stepped forward wearing a faint smile. 

“I understand why you’d want him.”

“Garrus,” she tried to stop him, but he continued looking to his feet as his tone raised slightly, not in anger but deep in thought– trying to understand.

“He’s mysterious, and… he’s good with a sniper– not like you didn’t already have a perfectly good turian already–

“Garrus! Will you shut the hell up?” when Shepard interrupted him this time, her eyes were light despite her volume. A soft chuckle later, and she slid a hand to the scarred side of his face; resting it there lightly. “I’m trying to tell you that I love you here, big guy.”

He pulled his crystal eyes forward almost as if he thought she was just playing a joke on him. As if her words couldn’t possibly be true. “You…”

Jane nodded fully closing the space between them, nearly touching his chest when she spoke; raising her other hand to rest around his carapace. “Yeah, I do.”

Garrus let out a sigh of relief that echoed through all layers of his voice. He nodded shallowly as he slid his hands to rest at her hips, lightly pulling her closer as he ease himself into the situation and his realization. 

“It’s always been you Garrus… you just caught me off guard is all. I might be the great Commander Shepard… but I still get scared sometimes.” she leaned her forehead to meet his, the cool sensation of his plating instantly grounding her. 

“You had me worried for awhile there,” Garrus cooed back, his comfort growing with each second that passed. “but you should know I’d never hurt you… you don’t have anything to be afraid of with me.”

“I know, Garrus. Wouldn’t be here if I didn’t.” she said with a smile pulling him closer, pressing her nose agains this softly.

“Good. Oh, and Shepard? I love you too.” he smiled then, mandibles flickering lightly as he kissed her. 

Jane wasn’t sure when he’d gotten so good at this, or if ‘this’ would even last. With the Reapers, and the mission, things didn’t look good. Love didn’t look good.

But it didn’t really matter. What mattered was that she had him, and that he had her and that together they could do anything.

Tuesday ➼ Josh Dun

Description: Based on true story. (The names were replaced)

A/N: Not requested, I just really needed to write about it. I’ve been bottling it all up for four years and it’s probably going to eat me alive. You know what’s funny, though? Is that his real name (the guy in the story) is actually Joshua, and he’s half Japanese. (I’m sorry in advance for the many references btw vv)

Y/N=Your Name, L/N=(Your) Last Name, POV=Point Of View


THIRD PERSON

It was a crisp winter day. The day that she decided to go out and face the world. She wrapped herself with a warm sweater and headed out to their garage and took her bike out. She hopped on the seat and began pedaling, beginning her journey.

She aimlessly rode through the streets, having no particular destination. She just wanted to get out of that house. She hated to be there.

She hated how her parents pretend that everything’s alright even though it’s not. She hated how they looked down at her because she’s younger. She hated how they think that she doesn’t understand what’s going on, because she does.

She knows that they aren’t okay. She knows that the only reason they’re still together is because of her, not because they still love each other.

She pulled up on the side of the street, where some benches were placed. She hopped out of the bike seat and rest her bike on the ground. She sat down on the bench and propped her elbow on the bench’s arm rest and rest her head against the palm of her hand.

She took in her surroundings and enjoyed the view. It wasn’t the best, but for her any view is perfect as long as it wasn’t her house.

Her eyes landed on a particular boy. One with bright yellow hair, mocha eyes, and blue-sky hands.

Joshua Dun.

She immediately began shaking and she felt her breathing become heavy and her heartbeat go faster.

She wonders if he still remembers her. A part of her says that it has been three years and that she’s basically unrecognizable because her style wasn’t the same anymore. (What’s funny is that every time that she changes her hairstyle, she always wonders the same thing, will he remember her or not?) But another part of her wanted him to remember her. Because maybe, just maybe, things would go back to the way it used to.

He was talking to another boy, one that she had never seen before.

One thing that she noticed is that Joshua never hanged out with his old friends anymore. She would know. Because his old friends used to be her friends, too.

When she met Joshua, her life felt complete. They instantly clicked. They both have the same likes and dislikes and his personality was really fitting with hers.

He introduced her to his group of friends who, coincidentally, lives at the houses right next to hers.

His group of friends mostly consisted of guys: Brendon, Tyler, and Dallon. The only girl, though, is Tyler’s sister, Madison.

She remembered how she always does her homework really fast just so her mom would let her go outside and played with them. How everyday she would always hangout in their lounge, waiting for Joshua to call her name for them to play.

She was nine when they started to hangout and on her 11th birthday, she invited all of them to her house to celebrate. She also invited a couple of cousins and a couple of “friends” from school (she was certain that they just wanted to come because there were lots of food).

And a couple of days subsequent to the party, it was Tuesday. Joshua told her that he had to move to another house because their old house was being renovated.

He didn’t move that far. Just at the other side of the village, that’s why she wasn’t that bothered. Besides, he promised that he would come by her house and still hang out with her.

He promised.

She snapped out of her trance and immediately jumped up from her seat. She hopped on her bike and sped through the streets to go back to her house.

And when she passed him she swore she saw him glance at her for a second.

‘Maybe I’m just over exaggerating,’ she thought when she got to her room.

‘Maybe it wasn’t as perfect as I thought it was.’

Her mind was filled with maybes and it was driving her insane.

She sighed and sat down on her bed.

She then remembered that particular time when the guys were playing and she and Madison just watched. She remembered looking at her and telling her something which made her cry.

She doesn’t remember what she said exactly but it was definitely not something mean. Maybe it’s just how she said it or how she looked while saying it.

She remembered how everyone got angry at her and Tyler giving her a dirty look even though she told them that she didn’t do anything, because really, she wouldn’t hurt a soul intentionally. Despite all her protests, nobody believed her.

She also remembers the time when she was at Joshua’s house. They were talking about nothing in particular when she saw a girl on her bike eyeing Josh.

Joshua saw the she wasn’t paying attention and followed her gaze.

“Her name is Debby. We used to hang out together,” he told her.

Used to? What happened?” She asked.

“She told me that she liked me, but I don’t like her back,” he replied.

“And then you never hanged out with her?” She asked.

“Yep,” he said.

She remembered how she was such a nervous wreck that day. She was so afraid that he would find out that she liked him and never hang out with her, too.

She also remembered the times when Joshua warned her about people. First, he warned her about Dallon, and told her not to talk to him. She obeyed even though everything he warned her about Dallon was unlikely true.

The next time he warned her about someone, it was Tyler and Brendon. He told her that they betrayed him and to ignore them also.

She also remembered the time when Brendon was talking and he began rambling. So, to snap him out of it, she decided to playfully slap him a couple times.

He cried after she did that and told his mom about it. He told his mom that she slapped him really hard even though she swore that she slapped him softly.

His mom, being the strict parent that she is, told Brendon to never hangout with her again.

And he did just that.

A couple of months later, though. She and Brendon began to hangout again. They decided to call Joshua to play with them but his father told them that he wasn’t home. A couple of minutes after they left, though. They saw Joshua leave the house with his bike.

She also remembered the times when she would try so badly to speak her opinion, but she would never have the chance. Because really, they never really cared about her.

She remembered how every time she would pass by any of them, they would pretend that she was a complete stranger.

Except Dallon, though.

Dallon tried to talk to her again, but she shut her door on him because Joshua told her to ignore him. She really regret doing so.

She sighed once again.

“It wasn’t really as perfect as I thought it was,” she mumbled to herself.

And at that moment, she questioned herself. What was the point?

Maybe there was a reason that Josh never talked to her again. Maybe he found out that she liked him. Or maybe she was the one that pushed him away.

She’ll never know for sure.

All she knows that Joshua never came by her house, and the last thing he ever said to her is that he had something important to tell her, that something is a thing she’ll never know,

Because that Tuesday was the last time they ever talked.


31DoHF: Chapter Three

Lance watched as his mother’s car pulled out of the front driveway, and he made sure to wave out of the window at her. He saw her wave back, blow a kiss, and then she was gone.

He was officially home alone.

An excited grin returns to his face, and he turned back to his computer as he started up a Hangouts call with his friends.

They had been just as enthusiastic about the idea of a haunted house, except for Hunk who said he was just in on it for the snacks and candy. Classic Hunk.

As the Hangouts tune chimed, Lance shifted anxiously in his spot and gnawed his lip. Keith was the first to pick up, who was side by side with Shiro. Then Pidge, and finally Hunk.

“Alright Lance, so what about haunted houses?” Pidge asked, appearing to be preoccupied with something she was doing off screen. Everyone was still in pajamas.

“Okay, so I have it all planned out. It’s like this…” Lance started.

The outside of the McClain house was already thoroughly decorated with Halloween extravaganza, and now all they needed was the inside.

As the talked, the plan laid itself out.
Pidge would come over and she would set up any outside spooky mechanisms like making doors open or windows open by themselves.

Hunk would be the one in charge of sound effects like screams and creaking porch boards, and maybe even odd whisper sounds to spook trick or treaters.

Keith wasn’t as entirely enthusiastic about the idea, only coaxed by Shiro, so he said he would just bring the candy. Hunk liked that idea.

Finally, Shiro was in charge of keeping them all in line. He was the oldest of all of them, and he said if he was taking a day off of work for Halloween he was going to use the excuse of babysitting.

Everyone had groaned at that but it was agreed that he was the oldest adult, next to Keith who had just turned eighteen a few days ago, so he could do what he wanted.

The call last hours, so many ideas scribbled onto their minds on how to make Lance’s house look as haunted as they could from the outside.

If they achieved this, which they would, Lance could have the night of his life.

Final decision was to leave a bowl of candy on the front porch, and an ‘Enter If You Dare’ sign on the fence, threatening anyone brave enough to enter.

“Hey, I’ve got a long drive over there and I’m going to pick up Pidge too, I’ll see you guys later?” Hunk said, his screen shifting around.

“Oh yeah, of course.” Lance said, saying a quick goodbye along with everyone else. Pidge said a ‘See you soon.’ with a few instructions, and then Hunk left.

“When are you guys heading over?” The Cuban boy asked Shiro and Keith, the chat now falling into a small silence.

“I’ll walk over in a few minutes, whenever Shiro leaves. I only live a couple blocks away and I don’t want to show up first.” Keith said, a tone in his voice that Lance scoffed are.

“Jeez, you better be bringing some good candy if you’re going to be a grumpy pants the whole time.”

“I’ll show you grumpy pants—”

Keith and Lace bickered back and forth between each other for a few minutes.

Shiro tried but failed to be a bit of a mediator between them but with those two that was nearly impossible.

“Your Mullet is the scariest part of your costume, Keith. I bet—”

“Guys…?” Pidge finally spoke up.

She had been silent for a little bit of a while now, but everyone had assumed that maybe she was just busy.

Eyes shifted on their respective screens to the box that held Pidges image, and it could be seen that she was frowning.

“Who is in the chat?”

The computer nerd was met with blank stares. What was she talking about?

“In the chat, I didn’t notice it before because I had my screen on Full, but look.” She took over the Computer Sharing mode, so we could all see what she was seeing.

But that was unnecessary, because everyone else had already seen it. The thing she was talking about, that no one had noticed.

There was a long line of messages on the chat that spread out over the course of the few hours they’d all been talking.

None of it was legit, random letters and symbols, a picture or two of land. Nothing that correlated at all with what they were talking about, and made no sense at all.

“Oh my god, what?”

Shared sounds of surprise passed between all of them, scrolling through messages they didn’t understand.

“This is from some anonymous account, not any that we know. It doesn’t even have a name or profile picture.” Pidge stated.

She could be heard typing away at her computer, everyone silenced in shock and unwilling to give ideas, but they were thought.

Hunk sitting on his phone.
Pidge goofing around.
Shiro trying to scare them.

Whatever it was, and whoever it was, had succeeded in creeping them out but now they tried to laugh it off a little.

But and underlying thought was in all of their heads, one no one could quite grasp.

Was it really just a joke?

Keith couldn’t have done it because his keyboard was broken and he couldn’t type with it. Maybe he’d slammed it a few times too many out of anger.

Shiro confirmed he didn’t know it, which everyone believed because despite his complicated robotic arm he knew very little about technology that wasn’t foreign.

Pidge was the one who discovered it, so she was out the question, and she explained she’d never do something so basic anyway.

Which left Lance.

And although it was a weaker argument, his was still playable. He’d been lying with his hands on his chin the whole chat, they’d seen it the whole time.

Hunk was the only one in question.
He probably had some other account he accidentally switched to on his phone and was butt texting them.

But moments later, that possibility was ruled out. Pidge had worked her magic.

“I traced the IP addresses best I could to this user. And I tried to make sense of its messages but it really is just nothing…”

Everyone was silent.

“Lance, I thought you said your mom went on her trip. Why would you add her to our group chat?”

The boy looked shocked, “What? Yeah, she did leave. But I didn’t add her to our group chat.”

Lance also mentioned that his computer and his phone were the only device in the house that were “smart”.

And even so he had lost his phone.

There were shifting bodies in each little screen. Something was going on.

“Lance… I traced the messages. It’s not coming from your computer but…” Pidges next words were chilling everyone.

About the same time, a knocking could be heard in the background of Pidges video feed.

“…it’s coming from in your house.”

Being Monty 2.0 In School

Request: Hi! I absolutely love all your imagines and headcanons! I was wondering if I could request something with Monty? Possibly where he’s involved with the reader who’s similar to him. She has a short temper and gets in fights a lot. Everything I’ve read has been about a girl who’s polar opposites to Monty, and I’m curious to see how two similars would coincide. Also, could you maybe include them BOTH getting jealous over someone flirting with the other? Thank you so much!!

 

A/N: I’m not sure if this is what you were after, so I hope you like it! Thanks for requesting!

 

Warnings: Implied violence.

 

Being Monty 2.0 In School…

  • The amount of times in a day you and Monty got compared to each other was insane

  • You’d never met him until everyone started talking, then you figured you should at least try to understand why everyone seemed to dub you guys as the ‘short tempered, do not cross’ kids
  • It was easy to see exactly why the second you met, and though there seemed to be a slight tension in the air between you to compete for the top spot, you also were quite drawn together as friends

  • You started to hangout more at lunch, and he even convinced you to go to a couple of his sporting games
  • That’s about time that the flirting started

  • It was just relentless flirting for ages before Monty finally caved and asked you out
  • The school almost shattered to pieces when you started dating

  • You were the couple with a short fuse, people were scared to look in your direction, yet they had such an obsession with your popularity
  • You were both still getting into plenty of fights, it seemed people ever learnt their lesson

  • Your relationship got pretty serious super quick
  • You were the campions of heavy PDA

  • Monty would even grab your ass when you made out in the halls
  • People become a lot more scared out you both, but it didn’t stop them from picking fights with you

  • You were always bailing each other out of the office for getting into fights
  • Or sneaking each other out windows if the front office was busy

  • You’d sit together in detention and pass notes under the table
  • And also be insanely protective over each other

  • You didn’t have a problem with punching a friend of his in the face if they had an attitude
  • And he’d ruin any guy who dared to look your way

  • You were actually nice people, it just happened that people pushed all your wrong buttons
  • And sometimes out sassing a little brat just wasn’t enough

  • You really did try your best to keep each other calm though if you could, when you got into a fight you were grounded, and weren’t allowed to see each other, so it sucked
  • You both had a lot of damage behind you, and you were misunderstood, but you seemed to work through it together

  • The longer you were together the calmer you got, though you could bet no one ever doubted your ability to flare up again
  • Overall you were a mega power couple, who really genuinely loved each other and shared a unique skill of fighting


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