@ambrosebabyy Request: “Can I get a Zach Dempsey imagine ? Were he sees Bryce all over me and gets really protective?”
@thrtreasons Request: “jealous!zach…. i just… oh my god sorry i am sooooo zach trash”
@hanna-ranay Request: “Honestly an imagine about Zach would truly be appreciated, if you can. If not, it’s okay. Thank you!”
Jessica Davis was having a party at her house tonight, and of course you, being her best friend, had to go. You, Jessica, Justin, Zach, Bryce, Monty, and several other students from Liberty high were sitting in the living room playing suck and blow. You were sandwiched between Bryce Walker and Zach Dempsey.
You would never admit it to anyone, but you had a huge crush on Zach. And you’re pretty sure Jessica knew, she is your best friend after all, how could she not. But you were too shy to act upon your feelings towards him and you believed that he would never want to be with someone like you. Even though you hung out with Jessica and the more popular kids at Liberty high, you were still known as quite the nerd. And someone like Zach Dempsey don’t go for nerdy girls like you, they go for skinny cheerleaders who are drop dead gorgeous.
Anyways, the game of suck and blow had already started, and you were pretty nervous to say at the least. Because you had to put your mouth against Zach’s with only a thin card in between the two of your lips. It was getting closer and closer to your turn until some girl pressed her mouth against Bryce’s passing the card on to him. He turned towards you, card on his lips. Bryce scooted closer to you quickly, sandwiching you more between him and Zach, until the point where you were chest to chest with Bryce and your back was pressed firmly against Zach’s muscular chest. Bryce then proceeded to place his card covered lips against yours, and quickly, in the process of passing the card onto you, snuck his hand around you to grab a hold of your backside and give it a good squeeze. His actions shocked you and you jumped, emitting a little squeal which was muffled by the card between yours and Bryce’s lips. Still in shock from what is happening right now, you faintly hear a deep growl from behind you…
Dentist: You have different colored hair every time I see you. Normally I wouldn’t worry but I’ve seen you four times in six weeks. Is this a cry for help? Me: More like a yell of defiance. Dentist: Right on. Punk never dies.
If you are squeamish about teeth or gums, don’t read the rest of this.
So I went to the dentist about the ongoing pain in the tooth he just put a crown on, and it turns out that while I was feeling nerve pain from the crown, it wasn’t because the crown had a crack in it. It was because a portion of the crown had chipped off – the crown is still intact – and embedded itself in my gum at the base of the tooth. It was digging into a nerve in my gums every time I chewed anything with that tooth.
The dentist had a look and then said, “I can’t get it out with the tweezers, so I can either cut your gum to pull it out or I can try to lasso it.”
I thought lassoing it sounded like fun, because I’m me, so he made a little loop out of dental floss, managed to hook it around the porcelain, and tugged, and it felt like about a FOOT AND A HALF of porcelain came sliding out of my face. It wasn’t, of course, but it was a razor-sharp chip about an eighth of an inch long, which is a great deal when it’s in your jaw.
Then while I was still recovering from the shock he dangled it in front of me by the floss and said, “This was in your gum for two weeks. I was wrong, you aren’t punk.”
I made REALLY BIG EYES at him from my chair of pain, and he said, “You’re metal.”
Now I have a giant hole in my mouth that I have to rinse daily with warm salt water, but a dentist called me metal, so I’m gonna wear that like a badge of pride for a while.
Fake married trope where no one knows that Baze and Chirrut are married (they’re just Guys Being Dudes don'tcha know) and Mon Mothma has an assignment for Jyn and Cassian to go undercover as a married couple but then they can’t do it, so she reluctantly asks Baze and Chirrut if they’ll go, and she’s not surprised at all when Chirrut agrees but she is surprised when Baze does. She tells them they’ll get them different cover stories and Chirrut just tells her there’s no need, they’ll totally pretend to be married it’s nbd
<b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b>Person A and Person B:</b> *are bickering and fighting*<p/><b>Person A and Person B:</b> *start getting louder and are throwing insults*<p/><b>Person B:</b> *Slaps Person A*<p/><b>Person B:</b> *kisses Person A*<p/><b>Person B:</b> *storms off*<p/><b>Person A:</b> *holds slapped cheek, mouth open in shock, and still very flustered from the kiss* holy smokes<p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>
I’mmm still real messed up over little Caligosto here…I do wonder what his younger self would think about his grown up self’s actions….and I wanted him to interact more with Raz, since Cali’s sanity seems to be the most intact in his childhood; you do find his moral compass there, after all. Also I just wanted to get that poor kid a hug in some way aaaa
I think it’s interesting (in the most bitter, horrible way possible) that with Mr. and Mrs. Loboto trying to get rid of a “monster”, they really just ended up creating one. :T World’s worst parents everyone!
The second those words flew out of your mouth, your eyes shot open and your breath caught in your throat. You were quickly shaken from the spell Daveed had placed you under, and as reality settled in, you began to panic.
Without delay, you pushed Daveed off you and clambered off the bed. He was silent and you didn’t know if it was because he was in shock or because he was still coming down from his high, but either way, you knew you had to get out of there before he started speaking.
You were pulling your jeans on hastily when you finally spoke up. “I uh…I-I gotta go.” You said, trying to hide the fact that you were on the verge of tears. “It’s really late and I think I forgot to do something back home.”
“Y/N…” Daveed breathed softly, pushing himself up on his elbows to look at you.
-Lance used to make really shitty, low quality videos with his siblings and posted them on youtube.
*They had like 40 subscribers and they were all family members except for Hunk.
*When Lance became a paladin he started recording himself talking about his day every day so his family wouldn’t miss anything even if he never went back.
*The only one who knows he does this is Pidge, because she accidentally heard him when she was in the vents.
-Pidge is ALWAYS in the vents. She thinks they’re very useful in battle and to get information.
*She wanted to get back at Hunk for reading her diary.
*She’s still crafting her plan.
*She has some good blackmail material, tho:
~Shiro’s eyeliner actually takes about two hours to get right, that’s why he always wakes up first.
~Keith spends an hour looking at himself in the mirror and trying to fix his hair every time Lance insults it.
~Lance actually likes Keith’s hair (see: Lance talking to himself and recording it).
~Allura spends all the time she’s in her room doing weird poses on the bed and she falls at least three times per day.
~Hunk has nightmares with Iverson and will wake up screaming not to fail Lance again.
*She hasn’t been able to find anything about Coran, though.
-Keith is lactose intolerant.
*Which means he’ll eat as much dairy as he’s physically able to in space.
*Pidge thinks it’s funny. Lance has an ongoing migraine.
-They have inside jokes.
*The goo is hot and burns Hunk: “Goo, I can’t believe you would do this to me. We had a BONDING MOMENT. I CRADLED YOU IN MY ARMS.”
*Pidge and Shiro will randomly shout: “YOU KNOW YOU LOVE THOSE PEAS, DAD. "The rest of the team is very confused.
*Pidge: VOLTRON DRINKING GAME! You drink every time someone rejects Lance. Keith: Pidge, do you actually want to die? Lance screeching in the distance.
*Allura actually asked what the quiznak a British was when Pidge commented on it. Lance hasn’t stopped laughing yet.
-Hunk’s cooking abilities come from his moms, who owned a family restaurant in their hometown.
*When Lance went to visit and first ate their food he cried.
*Similar reaction to Hunk’s when he visited Lance’s family.
*The day those families get together it’ll be madness. (Hunk: Delicious madness).
-Keith and Pidge are best friends.
*They first bonded over their beef with the Galra.
*Then about being sad with no family.
*Then about how annoying Lance was.
*By the time Keith started talking about Lance more than to say he was annoying, Pidge was too invested to ignore him.
*If she has to hear one more line on Lance’s eyes she’ll murder someone, though.
-Pidge goes by both binary and non-binary pronouns.
*She doesn’t care.
*He doesn’t care.
*They don’t care.
*She’ll fucking fight you if you assume based on stereotypes.
*Someone: but you look like a boy! Pidge, wearing a "feminine” outfit: Bitch, you thought!
-Shiro loves reading.
*His favourite book is Pride and Prejudice.
*He owns a copy that looks like it’s been run over by a truck.
*Keith once tried to convince him to replace it and that was the first day he feared for his life.
-Talking about books, favourite books:
*Lance’s favourite book is The Fault in Our Stars.
~Try to talk badly about it and he’ll fight you.
~If you make a reference to it, he will cry.
~“Maybe Voltron will be our always.” “DAMN IT, PIDGE!”
*Hunk’s favourite book is a cooking book his mom got for him when he was like 8.
~He’s not much of a reader unless it has to do with cooking and or engineering.
~If he does read, he likes fantasy and romance.
~Him and Lance have cried over many fictional things over the years.
*Pidge’s favourite book is The Art of Being Normal.
~She doesn’t think the story is perfect, but it made her feel a lot of things.
~She’s also partial to sci-fi. Asimov is her god.
*Keith is a Harry Potter boy.
~He didn’t have many books in the shack.
~He’s reread them more times that he can count.
~“What do you MEAN you haven’t watched the Harry Potter movies?” “Why watch the movies when you can READ THE BOOKS?”
*Allura’s favourite is the Altean equivalent of Romeo and Juliet.
~She likes that they all die at the end.
~“They deserve it. Idiots.” “Allura, no…”
*Coran’s favourite book is the Universal Encyclopedia.
~He’s working to get Earth included because he finds humans fascinating.
~“So you just… take them in your house? Aren’t they wild animals?” “They’re just dogs.” “Incredible.”
-Lance remembers the bonding moment.
*He just said he didn’t because he was bitter Keith didn’t remember him.
*It keeps him up at night.
*“I’m such an idiot.”
-Keith remembers Lance from the Garrison.
*He didn’t at first because he was still in shock from Shiro.
*It also keeps him up at night.
*“Lance is such an idiot.”
So, my friend Heaven took me out to eat and we had gone to a fast food place.
Well, upon walking up to the register, the guy gave me the Vulcan greeting and I was so taken back and then I realized I shouldn’t be rude and I did it back and before the guy got off of work he waved bye to me and I’ve never experienced that before and I want to find this guy.
I don’t know what his name is but I want him as a friend.
heres all of the 3 photos i took at Sci-Fi Valley Con+Pics of autographs+A pic of me w/out flash on since Dameon insisted on taking a photo with flash for some gd reason
but anyways! I had a surprisingly great time since I went by myself, drove for ~4 hours total and my contacts were fucking with me the whole time. I met some really nice people and being one of the few in cosplay I got a bunch of pictures??? many of whom didnt even know who i was
David and Dameon were both so sweet! David just like word-vomitted compliments the moment I walked over to his booth and honestly I’m still on a high from that. I ended up stuttering a lot and being too shy to even ask for a picture with him (plus some randos came up and started talking to him while I was in the middle of a conversation??? like? cmon guys you can wait)
Art Credit: Print was unknown cause Dameon couldnt remember the artist and reverse google search isnt helping. EDIT: artist is @flvvt
Comission: @oldzio-olditore (thank you so much for letting me get this signed!!!)
NRequested by @0-alixx-0 : So d’ya know how Jared is a method actor and didn’t break his Joker character? Could you maybe do a story or one-shot where you’re Jared’s gf and you go to see him on set and he’s Joker and at first you don’t understand but when he leads you to his trailer to ‘show you his toys’ you help him 'develop his character’ *SMUTTTT !* 😁😂
Authors note: I am a child of God.. BUT LOOORD I regret NOTHING
WARNINGS: Smut, lots of it… daddy kink…rough sex, swearing… and well some NSFW GIFs….
Still shocked from the total annihilation of our ship and half of our crew, whereas another one was grievously wounded and at death’s door, we retreatet into the field again. That pitchblack winged avatar of doom wasn’t alone anymore. Hordes of them circled in the sky and stalked through the shredded pieces of our ship, scavenging the mortal remains of our crew, of our comrades, of our friends. And there was nothing we could do about it. Even with full force, our weapons would barely harm even one of those sick bastards, let alone drive the whole flock away. So all we could do was accept, retreat and reconsider our situation - or going nuts, like Üprrkl, a Pjörecian scientist under command of Dr. Proaxl. “We’re done for! We all gonna die! Abandon all hope, for there is no chance we’re gonna make it! Our ship - gone! Our supplies - gone! Our respiratory systems - at 35%! Our…” It was my first mate Xato Nexgrra, who attended to him. Calmly he put his weapon away, crawled over to the shivering, babbling formerly rational man. He sat down before him, showed an understanding glimpse. And hit him full throttle with all fifteen of his whip like limbs right in his face. “SHUT! THE HELL! UP!” The scientist, completly taken by surprise, obeyed speechless while rubbing his left face knob.
Dr. Proaxl made a harrumphing noise - how exactly, without a throat, has kept me riddling ever since. I apologised to her. “I’m afraid one of the ship operating squad under my command laid a hand - or fifteen - on one of your squad members. It shall not repeat.” “Oh, you shouldn’t apologise. I wanted to thank you, Xato Nexgrra, for I would have slapped him myself if I had arms. It’s no help giving in to despair. We have to focus on surviving, and first in securing treatment for Loxxar Kraes. We were able to stop the bleeding for now, but he indeed won’t make it if we can’t prevent an inflammation of the wound and stop his pain. It’s at dangerous levels right now.” “J-just leave me behind” coughed the wounded soldier, and it seemed to drain all virtue out of him. “NO WAY!!!” I had to hold back an emotional shivering, for it was not my words alone, but nine out of ten of us said it in chorus, even the lower ranks went all out and ignored military discipline to decline his demand. Alone Üprrkl didn’t say anything and I didn’t care whether it wasn’t his opinion or he just had accepted to shut the hell up. Loxxar Kraes barked stertorously and closed his eyes, but his mime told me he felt proud and gratefull of his men and the rest of us.
“Allright, we can’t stay here, we have to move to find shelter, maybe supplies or even medicine. The road is out of the question, those flying spawns of hell would tear us apart. That round fluffy thing from before was at least peaceful when we didn’t try to touch it’s food. So through the woods, it is. Praxx, Rae’krotar, you both carry Loxxar Kraes. Dr. Proaxl and her squad around you, and Xato Nexgrra at the back, Lsrl Krck and Koarl cover the sides, I’ll take the lead. I’d say we follow the course of the road, maybe we find the sentinent life form and can request their help.
Weapons alltime at the ready! Let’s go!”
Our formation ranged carefully through the terrain. After some distance, Dr Proaxl closed op to me. “Loxxar Kraes is a fine soldier. Not many could endure this level of pain that long. But we have to hurry.” I didn’t answer, just grumbled for myself. The doc’s nebulous body touched my arm and immediately her voice rang inside of my mind: “Do you believe it would be wise to force contact to this world’s inhabitants?” Under normal circumstances, this violation of my personal space would be considered grievely rude both in military and social ways, and if this would be any other day, Dr. Proaxl would be the last person in the whole universe who would
cross that line. But this was not normal, this was not every other day, and we were not a IFPS ship’s crew anymore, we were cast aways, brothers and sisters who shared a gruesome fate. And I realised immediatly, she only asked me in mind so the others couldn’t hear it and fuel up their doubts and latent despair. “Have we any other choice?” I thought. I didn’t get an answer.
Time was against us, in more than one way. We all knew that Üprrkl had hit the nail on the head. And any stand - the IFPS’ standardized unit of time - brought us nearer to the end - of whatever it might be. We swapped our positions, so everyone had once to carry our wounded companion, but it did’t help the fact all of us grew hungry and tired and slowed down.
“Let’s rest. It’s no use if anyone of us broke down. 20 stands to regain some stamina.” “Wouldn’t it be nice to have something to eat?” asked Koarl. “I ain’t gonna touch those grains!” yelled Rae’krotar. We had seen some shadows of what might be those fluffy round beasts or any other lifeform of this planet. But since those shadows didn’t bother to come closer to us, we had no mentionable encounter since the disaster with our ship. And we intended to keep it that way, so we took some detours to avoid getting too near to any scattered grains crossing our path. “Guys…” It was Üprrkl. Xato Nexgrra’s slapping had shut him up for quite the time, but eventually he started to murmur his “we gonna die, we gonna starve, we gona suffocate” again and no one had the virtue to slap him again - at least hard enough so it would have any effect. So we decided to ignore him. “Guys!!!….” “Just what the heck is your probl… oh.” “Seems like we gonna be the food.” Behind our backs, two glowing yellow eyes glanced through the long shadows of the streaks. As I could recall, they were even bigger than that winged black bastard’s ones, and both of them starred at us simultaniously, frontal. The black pupils were narrow slits, and in the cornea we could see our own reflections. “Those eyes are aligned to create two overlapping fields of view, capable of exact depth perception. It’s a predator!” proclaimed Üprrkl. What an unnecessary piece of information. As if those fangs and claws wouldn’t be self-explanatory. The body of the creature, probaply even bigger than the black flying monsters, huddled up, not in a defending way, but to prepare for a jumping attack. Even if you could only assume the whole size - most of it was covered by the shadows - one could tell the attack was imminent.
Suddenly, the earth shattered. “KI…KI…KI..HE…KI…KI…KI…” It was a deafening noise, followed by an earthquake. And another one. And another. “Those are steps!” screamed Üprrkl. Oh I began to hate his constantly uttering of the obvious. The monster ceased preparing his attack and looked up to the sky. Up to it’s full size and coming one step into the light, it was so frickin’ huge it could have swallod one of us at whole. But there was something even more frickin’ Xaleates damn huge bursting through the tops of the cultivated grass: A giant! A frickin’ gigantic giant! With a head taller than a mountain and limbs longer than our former ship’s supply tunnels, with five appendices at their ends, forming grotesk claws like parts of construction site vehicles. “AH…THE…U…R…IT… TI… TO… GO… HO…” The gigantic limb reached for the “smaller” monster’s neck and pulled it upwards. The “little” monsters hung like a sack, obviously devote to its unavoidable fate. The giant lifted the monster to its breast and hold it firm, then it threw its glance onto us. Parallel eyes! A predator like nothing comparable in the universe! “OH… IT… U…! I… SA… UR… SHI… CRA… AN… TRY… TO… HE… U… BUT… U… WE… GO…” growled the giant. We were to frightened to move just a single limb, let allone run away. Only Dr. Proaxl - who hadn’t limbs - could move. And she went straight up to the giant, levitating right to his head. “No! Doctor!” I screamed, but she ignored me. The giant stared at her with wide opened eyes, studiing its prey to the fullest. Dr. Proaxl had now reached its head, passed the enormous jaw with teeth big like daggers, meant to crush anything between it. Then she went straight for a single prominent knob in the middle of the giant’s face - and touched it. The pupils of the giant widened vastly as Dr. Proaxl entered its mind. “Oh, what pleasant surprise!” her voice chimed down to us. “It’s this world’s sentinent inhabitant. It’s willing to help us. And it’s a pup.”
Summary: Jughead is dating a half french reader, he goes back to her house and sees her speaking French to her mum and basically fangirls
Warnings: Harcore Fluff
It had happened by accident. I hadn’t meant for Jughead to meet my mother just yet, we had been together for a couple of months now but had already discussed that he would meet my family at one of my cousins birthday parties. It was going to be a big event so he could meet everyone all at once to get it ‘over and done with’ in his own words.
But the day my mum managed to walk in on us kissing in the kitchen was a surprise to us all. Mum wasn’t supposed to be home until later tonight, so I brought Jughead back with me for the day, so we could study and chill out.
“Do you want something to eat baby?” I ask Jughead sitting on my couch watching the Rick and Morty show. “Uh, Yeah sure, shall we go cook something?” I smile and nod uncrossing my legs, getting up from my place and taking Jugs hands in mine.
We go into the kitchen and I start pulling ingredients out of a cabinet to make a pasta bake. Jughead comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist as I lean up to get the pasta off the top shelf. I turn around and place the pasta on the side and face him, slinging my arms around his shoulders.
“What kind of pasta are we making?” Jughead asks leaning his forehead down on mine. “Hmm, carbonara” I sigh and lean into him. His lips lean down to meet mine, hands holding onto my waist pulling me closer. His lisps moved in sync with mine, his tongue occasionally brushes against my bottom lip. Jughead pushes me further into the counter his body pressing against mine. I dragged my fingers through his hair and a soft moan fell from his lips. Jughead’s hand slipped under my shirt holding my waist closer.
“ salut bébé” my mother calls entering the kitchen. “ Oh mon Dieu” she gasps and we pull apart instantly, shocked looks on our faces, I lightly pushed Jughead off of me so I could speak to my mother. He stood there frozen in his place looking very awkward. My mum stands across the room from us with her arms crossed in front of her with a large smirk on her face.
Mère je voudrais que tu rencontres mon petit ami Jughead” I ramble to my mum, Jughead looks at me in amazement.
“Jughead?” my mother asks in her thick French accent in confusion.
“Oui Jughead’s son nom” I explain that Jughead was his name to settle her confusion and she comes towards us, a warm smile on her face. “It is my pleasure to meet you Jughead” my mum speaks, her accent thick making the words disjointed. She reaches her hand out to Jugs and he takes it graciously shaking it.
“It’s nice to meet you too Ms Y/L/N” Jughead replies “Y/m/N” she replies with a warm smile. She turns to me and returns to her more comfortable native tongue.
Je vais vous laisser deux seuls, donc vous pouvez monter dans votre chambre, mais pas drôle d'affaires. d'accord?” she says sternly directing us to go up to my room, but for no ‘funny business’ to take place.
“ Mère, vous n'avez pas à vous soucier de cela, pas sous votre toit, je me souviens” I sigh I look over at Jughead to see his face still in shock.
“je t'aime, mon ange” she gives me a kiss on the cheek and sends us on our way.
We head up the stairs to my bedroom and I have to practically drag Jughead to my room as he is still in shock from the episode that just took place. We reach my room and I shut and lock the door behind me. He slumps down on the bed and looks up at me in amazement.
“Alright Hannah Montana, What the hell was that?” he says sarcastically obviously.
“What are you talking about?” I laugh my words out, shaking my head going to sit down next to him on the bed.
“I’m talking about my girlfriend, who I’ve been with for months, living a double life” he says looking at me with wide joking eyes.
“Shut up Jughead, you knew I was half french”
“Yeah but I didn’t know you were fluent in the french language” he retorts shaking his head. I just let out a soft chuckle. “It kinda did something to me, If you know what I mean” I said nervously, stretching with neck. His adams apple bounced with anticipation.
Mon Jughead comme ça quand je parlais français” I lean over and whisper into his ear asking if he enjoyed me speaking french. Goosebumps raised on his arms as I did so. He nodded slowly and turned his head to face mine. We were only inches apart from one another.
Tu es si beau… Je t'aime Jughead” I whisper looking into his eyes. He looks back, his hands coming up to stroke my face “I love you” he whispers back and leans to press a single kiss on my lips.
“And you speaking french just makes me love you more to be perfectly honest”