thats really all i want and maybe for boyfriend to come home too

anonymous asked:

Any headcanons on Izuku and Katsuki boarding a crowded train and they keep rubbing against each other on accident?

They try everything in their power not to rub on each other. Izuku stretches his body as far as he can from Katsuki…. Though it ends up not working out. The train is so unbelievably packed, thanks to students going home from school, and adults heading home from work.

It leaves Izuku and Katsuki to cram against one of the back walls of the train, right near the doors. Izuku squeezes himself close to Katsuki now, facing him. His struggle to keep any distance is short lived, since more people enter the train last minute.

“At least its not too long of a ride..“ Izuku says, sheepishly and Katsuki just grunts in response. He can already feel their bodies are probably /too/ close together.
Izuku’s face is a light shade of red, but he thinks the two of them can handle being this close for now– their stop is only four in, so its only about 25 minutes at most!

Everything seems like it’ll go well! That is, until the train starts moving.

Every jerk, every bump, every time someone knocks into Izuku, the two of them feel their groins touch. Katsuki grumbles and subtly tries to back up, but it isn’t working. Izuku is constantly getting bumped and they keep ending up right back on each other.

“Fuck, Deku.. back up! ”

“I-I can’t, Kacchan.. I’m not /trying/ to be so close..” He mumbles embarrassed. How awful would it be if they continue the entire way home like this?? Izuku doesn’t think he can handle it. Being pressed right up against Katsuki… Fighting his urge not to make a sound because the continuous rub and contact is actually starting to feel kind of good– Its a torturous game, and he just can’t do it.

“Well, figure some shit out..!”
Izuku notes quickly that Katsuki isn’t going to be able to handle it for much longer, either. In fact, he’ll probably lose his cool a lot faster than Izuku does.
Izuku is sure that his boyfriend will bend him over right there, if this keeps up.

Suddenly, an idea pops into Izuku’s head. He starts to twist and adjust his body carefully, until he’s facing away from Katsuki. His ass may be getting pushed and rubbed against Katsuki but.. that’s better, isn’t it?

“M..much better..” Izuku nods to himself, already thinking maybe he can last like this. Katsuki on the other hand… doesn’t feel the current position is making much of a difference.

“You made it worse, fucking Deku!” Katsuki says between gritted teeth. Why does Izuku have to have a nice, round, ass like that? Why does it have to move, and push back on him while the train moves?? Katsuki can feel the heat pooling in his groin. If Izuku’s ass keeps unintentionally grinding against his dick, he’s going to lose it.

“I-Im sorry, I dont know what else to do- I can’t move anywhere Kacchan..” he whispers. Then, the train rattles again suddenly. It causes Izuku to stumble back, and he braces his fall by pushing back against Katsuki again.

As he’s about to readjust his stance though, his face starts to heat up darker.

“K-Kacchan…” he swallows hard, glancing back. “Are.. are you-”

“Don’t fucking say it Deku.. what the hell do you expect??” Katsuki’s ears are tinted red.

Yeah, there’s no hiding it. He’s getting aroused. It’s next to impossible to hide something like that in such a cramped territory.

“I- I’m sorry Kacchan..!” Izuku’s blush is rising higher, because the erection of his boyfriend is starting to become far more noticeable with every jerk. “What should I do?”

Katsuki narrows his eyes then, as he looks down at Izuku. He slips his hands down to rest on Izuku’s hips causing the latter to gasp softly from unexpected touch. He holds Izuku’s body close and leans his lips down to rest against his ear.

"I could fuck you right here. ” Katsuki whispers bluntly.
That sends a shiver down Izuku’s spine, and he swallows thickly. He shifts his eyes back to give a subtle glance at Katsuki, before looking down again. The blush is obvious on his face, and he’s trying his best to keep himself from getting too excited.

“Th-that isn’t– um. That’s not… it’s not a good idea.” He tries to reply with out making it obvious that Katsuki’s words got to him. Though he can feel the smirk thats forming on Katsuki’s face. “Th..there’s people here.”

Katsuki keeps his lips pressed on the freckled boys ear.
“Isn’t that the best part? I can fuck you right here, nice and slow, and everyone in the entire fucking train will know you’re all mine.” He gives Izuku’s ear lobe a light bite.

“K-Kacchan..” he mumbles and begins to feel his own arousal. He shifts in place slightly, though it doesn’t help ease up any tension. “Stop… ah!”

Suddenly Katsuki is biting at his neck. /Hard/. It causes Izuku to make an unintentional sound, and the people surrounding them turn to look. They give judgemental stares, and turn their attention back to their own bussiness. Though its hard to ignore the two of them. Katsuki is continuing to bite and kiss at Izuku’s neck deapite the crowd. “Kacchan..”
Izuku whimpers slightly, but catches himself. He furrows his eyebrows and quickly elbows Katsuki in the side. “Kacchan stop that–!”

“ow- what?? I can’t help it! You’re lucky I’m not already fucking you senseless.”

“Shh!! Y- you’re talking loud..there’s other people here..!” Izuku reminds him. He gives subtle glances around at the people who pretend that they aren’t staring and giving dirty looks.
Katsuki just sighs and tightens his hold on Izuku’s hips. He stays quiet for a few moments, then hears the announcement for the next stop approaching. A smirk forms on his face and quickly he grabs Izuku’s wrist.

“C'mon Deku.” He starts pushing them through the crowd, making their way to the closest door. Izuku blinks, confused, but follows his boyfriend’s lead.

“um- Kacchan this… this isn’t our stop. ”

“Yeah I know. But ya really think I can wait another 20 minutes??” He asks. And once the train comes to a complete stop, he yanks them out. It’s busy, but he’s shoving his way through everyone and ignoring the remarks being thrown their way.

“Kacchan w..where are we going? ” Izuku asks, after giving fast apologies to the ones they pushed past.

He gets them into the station, before scoping out a bathroom.
“I’m gonna fuck you good in one of those stalls.”

Izuku’s face is bright red now, but he knows theres no way out of it. Not that he truly wants to get out of it… He’d be lying if he said he didn’t want this too.


He got them into the bathroom now, and luckily the largest stall is open.

“… make sure the entire station knows I’m yours.”
Katsuki gives a loving smirk, as he slams the stall door shut. He’s pushing Izuku up agaist the wall, and steals a deep, forceful kiss.

“Don’t worry, baby. They will.”

anonymous asked:

fic prompt: Joey cuddles after a particularly bad day at school and home. Mitch is happy to oblige and spends the entire night cuddling Joey, holding Joey, kissing Joey on all of his favorite places (eyes, freckles, nose, hands, tum) and tells Joey what an amazing, warm, soft, beautiful boy that he is <3

I love me some hurt/comfort and fluff!!

Another prompt down, thank you!!!!

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boyfriend!kang daniel
  • im so soft fot kang daniel so bare with me
  • let’s say that ong is your brother and when he came back home from the first episode he was like “i met this guy and im pretty sure he’s my soulmate, you should meet him” and you’re like “uu oh m’kay”
  • so like day after you guys meet in like a themed cafe 
  • and you’re just in awe bc kang daniel is so freaking adorable it’s unbelievable 
  • he’s so tall, his shoulders are so broad, he have a gummy smile!!! he like cat’s so it 100 to 1000 real quick
  • and after that it’s harder to meet in this group bc they work really hard in produce 101 but if you have time you meet
  • and when meeting you and daniel starts to like each other more and it’s growing every time you guys meet
  • before the last ep you’re just texting with daniel and let’s just pretend that he have his phone ok
  • and you’re like “can’t believe that you’re gonna be center in this new boygroup” and he’s like “naah i’ pretty sure it’s gonna be jihoon”
  • so you guys made a bet :-)
  • so let’s say it’ the final of produce 101 and you’re backstage with your mom
  • when boa said “ong seongwoo” you’re loosing your shir bc youre annoying brother is finally debuting and you coudn’t be more happy
  • after the ranking all the trainess are coming backstage and you’re just huggig your brother, crying with him
  • then it’s your mom turn so you just stan there and look for daniel 
  • and you see him talking with his mom probaly and he looks at you
  • he’s coming to you and you’re just standing like an idiot smiling at him
  • “aHH god daniel, congrats” and you guys hugged bye.,,,,
  • then you guys just stand there and smile like an idots at each other…
  • and he’s like “you won the bet” and you’re like a bet? a bET! rIGHT “oh yeah, a bet, i should win something, shoudn’t i?”
  • “maybe a mcdonald after this is done?” !!!!!!!! kang daniel did you just!!! and you’re just nooding
  • and thats how you and kang daniel ate mcdonald at 4am in the park
  • after the date he takes you back to your home and hold your hand!!
  • and guess what
  • at the doorstep he gave you a forehead kiss bye,,,.
  • blah blah 1 month in and he’s asking you about be in relationship with him and he’s so nervous that he starts to talk in satoori :((( but youre like “oF COURSE” 
  • now le’ts get to dating this sweatheart
  • omg so he’s so shy that he need to ask you if he can kiss you :(((
  • like you guys just talking and daniel is so cute that you just have to kiss his cheek and he’ just so shocked and is blushing so hard
  • and he’s like “can i kiss you?”!!!!!!!!!!! “s-sure” and boom your first kiss
  • so where should i start
  • daniel is so so sooo supportive
  • wanna be a teacher? go for it! wanna have 50 cats? i will help you! wanna land on the moon! i’m gonna print a banner with your face and cheer on you!!!
  • this boy is so into you and he loves you so much
  • he’s soooo soft for you
  • he loves cuddling 
  • laying on your chest, stomach or lap is his favorite thing to do
  • loves to play with your hair and you have to remaind him that they gonna get greasy if his not gonna stop and he just pout :(
  • not a big fan of maching outfits but ring, shoes or maybe just a simple tshirt is cool
  • nothing like a shirt with “they’re mine ->” oh boy dont do it.
  • he’s really serious about this relationship
  • wanna move in with you as fast as he can and have a kids (cats)
  • you guys already have two cats 
  • but daniel wants you to have our own cat
  • so you just spend 3 days looking for on and having mental breakdown bc they all are so cute and you can’t pick
  • but finally you choose one and it’s your new baby!!
  • loves walking on the beach in busan and always makes jokes about train to busan when you’re about to visit his hometown
  • teaching you satoori
  • foreahead kisses
  • hand kisses!!
  • “i love you so mucha”
  • “what did you say?”
  • “i-i said something?? i mean i think i need to buy more cat food gonna be right back babe”
  • “daNIEL!”
  • “what?”
  • “i love you too”
  • and he’s just a blushing mess with gummy smile
  • sooo interested in your make up stuff
  • “your brushes are so fluffy D:”
  • “you have a bLUE LIPSTICK???”
  • don’t like to fight with you and is probably the one thats crying at the end 
  • is pretty open about his feeling and always say when he is not feeling well or he’s jealous
  • really emotional and cry often so you need to cuddle and comfort him :(
  • but is a good listener so you can tell him everything 
  • he will overreact so much when you hurt yourself
  • panicking more than you
  • put a cute plaster on your finger and then buy you chocolate bc he feel sad when you’re hurt
  • loves when you’re wearing his clothes
  • probably wrote a rap about you but is too shy to admit it
  • show you his dancing 
  • the rest of the wanna one are pretty much done with you guys and your pda but they are happy bc you make daniel happy :(
  • probably sings to you when you can’t fall asleep
  • panicking when you’re not beside him at night and is running around the house trying to find you but you’re just in toilet..
  • basically you guys are so cute and everyone loves you the end

Part 1


I’m in love with Simon but recently things changed. Not with me, with him. He’s still the same gamer who stays up all night editing and playing games, but now he’s cold and quiet. Too quiet and I’m no longer having to shout at him to be quiet so I can sleep because he’s already in bed and turned towards the wall.

He’s distanced himself.

But then he snapped back and I didn’t know how to react. I was happy to see him being back to himself but I didn’t know how to feel because I still wasn’t close to him.

“Si I’m getting up really early tomorrow.” I whisper as I stand in the doorway to the bathroom in only a sleep shirt and my pants.


“I mean I’m getting up early and wanted to know if you would join me?”

“I don’t know. I mean I have to edit and won’t be in bed for about another three hours.”

“Okay well I don’t wanna interrupt so I’m gonna go stay in the guest room. Night Si.” I walk over to the bed and grab my phone and pillow.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.” He calls after me and feel nauseous as the words leave his mouth. No affection or emotion.

Just apathy.

“So why on earth is there a suitcase, a girly one thats yours, by the door downstairs?”

“JJ not now.” I whisper as he follows me into the other room.

“No we’re doing this now because you’re dating Simon and he didn’t say you were leaving.”

“Cause he doesn’t know. I’m going to go stay with some friends in Brighton. I just want to be by the beach. He’ll figure out soon enough.”

“Why don’t you just tell him?”

“Because have you seen him? He doesn’t kiss me anymore and he doesn’t touch me. He doesn’t act like he’s mine JJ. He’s been like this since the New Years party and I’m trying but I can’t keep grasping onto the little bit he gives me. I told him I’d be in the guest room and he just said okay see you tomorrow.”

“Jide, I know you know. I know that you know the girl he’s been seeing and it’s nice that you’re trying to salvage my relationship, but he’s bored of me. Six years too many.”

Six years and he was bored. How could I mix it up like that new girl could? Simon and I were old news and nobody wants old news after a certain point.

“My stuff is all out of here and I have more of my suitcases in the car. So when I’m gone tomorrow morning don’t say anything. Please.”

“No that’s not what you’re doing.”

“JJ I’ve known you and Simon for years. We’ve been the best of friends for years and maybe it’s just time Simon and I aren’t. Just please do me a favor and please don’t tell him what I’m up to. I already blocked him on social media and I’m changing my number. I just need time and I have none when I’m constantly worrying about what he’s doing. You kept his secret so please repay me by keeping mine.”

“If that’s what you want.”

“It’s what I need.”


I soon put the pieces together when I had time to myself. Simon because distant and quiet when it first happened. He was guilty and he felt bad for now liking someone else. Then he stopped feeling guilty and I think that’s when I needed to go. And that’s why I did go. That’s why I’m in Brighton in my own flat near my friends who support me and make me feel wanted.

But all good things must come to an end.

“You know JJ can’t keep a secret.”

Words like knives.

“He kept yours for pretty long. Probably wouldn’t have told me if I didn’t figure it out myself.” I uncross my arms over my chest while hastily going to walk away.

“Karen can you handle the store if I head home for the day.” I shout to the back of the cafe and she nods.

Who the fuck let him come down to my place of work.

“Simon I’m not gonna spend my time talking to you so walk and talk. I have other places to be and other people to see.” I motion for him to get on with it once I have my keys and bag.

“You left without notice.”

“And you cheated on me and then continued seeing her.” I snap and he looks shocked.

“Six years of dating. I was waiting for the ring Simon. I was the idiot thinking soon you’d propose to me and boy was I wrong. Simon I’ve known you for years and been by your side for so long and you cheated on me. You didn’t even just do it once, you kept seeing her and you thought I wouldn’t know or that our friend wouldn’t tell me. You had your mates keeping it a secret. That’s low Simon. Now I go home and my parents ask where you are? I tell them that you can’t make it because if I told them we were over I don’t know if I’d be able to see their faces. They’d ask questions and I’d have to tell them that you cheated on me. So instead I lie and I tell them that you’re busy with work and can’t wait to see them.”

“Simon I waited thinking you’d propose to me this year. That after New Years we’d be engaged but instead I’m single. But you’re not because you cheated and decided to still see that home wrecker. The bitch who stayed with you and slept with you knowing you had a devoted girlfriend of six years at home waiting for you. I’m sorry but I’m sick of waiting for you. So go Simon, you got to see what you wanted. You saw the girl fawning over you and begging for you to have just been better. However I’m done being that for you because I’m happier now than I was with you because now I don’t have to worry if my famous boyfriend is gonna go fuck another girl.” I finally silence myself after putting on quite the show for the people of Brighton.

“And tell JJ that he could’ve kept his mouth shut. That I didn’t need this because I was just settling in to my new home.”

“I’m sorry.”

“You’re not sorry Simon. You’re just sorry you got caught. There’s a difference.”

“And Gia or whatever her name is can have you because I guess she had something you wanted that I didn’t have.”

“She wasn’t looking for a ring. That’s what she had.”

“Oh so after six years you don’t think she’ll also want one? She will and I’m assuming she’ll want a much bigger one and one much sooner. All I wanted was the confirmation that you did love me and that you did want to have a family with me. That’s what the ring meant for me. It meant confirming those six years and confirming that we’d be together forever. You just couldn’t do that. Now you’re here and I don’t know why.” I take a huge breath while holding my hands at my side.

“Just… Why are you here Simon?” I ask as tears start to well up.

“I don’t know. Everyone is asking for you. You stopped social media and changed your number. The only person who knew where you were, was JJ and everyone wanted to know where you where.”

“But did you?” I ask and he looks down while avoiding eye contact.

“I don’t know why I’m here. Just forget that I came here.”

“No I want to know why you’re here? Six years together Simon. Why are you here?”

“She’s pregnant and I don’t know what to do. With every issue that came up, I came to you and I’m used to going to you. I’m panicking. I can’t be a dad. I can’t, especially now.”

And that’s when it stopped.

The world stopped when he said she was pregnant.

“Simon I’m sorry I can’t help you with that. You want your ex girlfriend to help you become a dad? When you were supposed to be my husband and the father of my kids?”

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Car Park Confessions.

A/n: This is actually the first thing I wrote back in February when I decided to stop just imagining scenarios in my head and put them down on paper, and it was the first thing I wrote since school about eight years ago.

My other works; fluff or if your over 18 smut!

Proof read by way of a text-speech device.

Summary: Clichéd af but I think sometimes thats what you need! It’s a sort of au where Bucky is a celebrity for some reason, maybe a singer, or an actor like Sebastian, but it doesn’t really matter. Established friendship…

Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Reader (Gender Neutral)

Word count: 3207

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol, some angst and crying, but it’s alright in the end!

Three am. Too early and too late. The street lights burn your eyes as you lean on a traffic bollard outside the club, tuning out as your friends attempt to find a cab willing to take a trio of somewhat drunk party-goers with very little money. Cold hands to your cheeks startle you, and you find yourself staring into Wanda’s face.

“You okay?” You nod in answer, smiling softly. The chilly air is getting to you, and you stand up, wrapping your arms around yourself as you shiver. She pulls you into a hug, resting her chin on your head, and rubbing her hands up and down your back. Another set of arms encircle the two of you, warming you considerably.

“Y/N, do you mind giving me your phone?” Natasha asks you, and you pass it over without question. “Also, there’s a bench just along here and I think we could all do with a sit down, come on.”

There’s some good natured complaining about how cold the metal seat is, but once you’re sat with your legs over Wanda’s and her head on your shoulder, you’re suddenly very tired.

“Don’t let me fall asleep,” you mumble at the equally exhausted pile of limbs you’re twisted up with.

“No promises.”

A car pulling up in front of your new ‘bed’ has you jolting back awake. You’re alone on the bench, your two friends currently standing beside it talking with the driver of a very nice Audi that has you frowning as you try to place it. You sit and raise a hand to your hair in an attempt to smooth it down, before repositioning your top that has ride up your body a little too much, the exhausted sound you let out attracting attention.

“Oh good, you’re awake,” Natasha grins, pulling open the side door of the car idling next to you. “Time to go home Sleeping Beauty”.

Eager to get out of the cold, and hearing your bed calling, you stumble up and slip ungracefully into the passenger seat. You reach for your seat belt and click it in place before turning to the driver and freezing.

“Hello Y/N.”

“… Bucky.”

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Hello! can i pretty please request a yugyeom angst/fluff. it’s where the reader and yugyeom are best friends and the reader has a boyfriend and as the reader comes home she sees her boyfriend cheating in their bedroom so as soon as she leaves the apartment the reader calls yugyeom at like 3AM to meet up and breaks down after seeing yugyeom and thats where yugyeom confesses? its fuvking long i know

Disclaimer: I don’t own the gifs/images used

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The cold breeze cannot compare to how frozen you already feel. You pull your coat closer around you, trying to insulate the warmth but nothing can warm you, not even the hottest day of the year. You felt like nothing, like everything good in you had been sucked out and left to wash away like footprints in the sand. It still hadn’t entirely sunk in that you were back to being single.

You didn’t want to think about it; but nothing could stop your head from flashing back painful images of your boyfriend lying naked in your bed with another woman. Her face was imprinted on your brain, her silky black hair, and her smokey seductive eyes. You had never seen her before in your life, and you didn’t intend to see her ever again, just like you never wanted to see your now ex-boyfriend again either.

The swing creaked as you rolled back and forth on your feet, the swing swinging only a little. You were finally collected from your thoughts when you heard footsteps approaching. You didn’t have to look up to know who it was.

Yugyeom took the swing beside you, and from the way he sighed you could tell that he was worried. He had those tendencies when he was nervous; sigh a lot and play with his hands. You know everything about Yugyeom, and him the same with you. With Yugyeom, you don’t have to think, you don’t have to do anything, you can be yourself and not worry about a single detail. That’s what set him apart from your ex. With your ex, you were never good enough; never around enough, never affectionate enough. Yugyeom offered you more support than that asshole ever had, and you couldn’t believe you hadn’t realised it sooner.

“How are you feeling?” Yugyeom asked, then he sighed again. “Nevermind, stupid question.”

“Just a little bit.” You laughed. You couldn’t bring yourself to cry anymore, it seemed that you’d run out of tears to let loose, you’d run out of sad emotions to play on.

You looked at your best friend, finding comfort in his eyes. Recently he’d changed a lot, he’d dyed his hair cosmic blue and he wore more fashionable clothes and makeup. Somehow, he had become mildly attractive to you, something you cursed yourself to think, not only because you were in relationship at that time, but because should you really be having those kind of thoughts about someone that you considered your best friend?

In this night, he looked particularly handsome; his eyes were like a galaxy full of shining stars, and his hair fell in random places as though he’d just rolled out of bed. He probably had just rolled out of bed.

“You know I’m here for you if you want to talk about it.” He suddenly spoke, and you found yourself nodding.

“I know. Thank you Yugyeom, I mean it, really.”

He rose from the swing and stepped before you, he outstretched his arms and pulled you up, bringing you into his arms for an embrace. He held you close, his arms like a blanket of warmth and reassurance. In your brain, somewhere, you felt yourself capture this moment like a polaroid photograph. It was as though you’d never forget this feeling, him holding you so tightly, being where he needed to be; just like a soulmate.

“You know how I feel about you {y/n}, and maybe one day, you’ll feel that way about me too.”

His voice was soft, and he was treading on thinly laid ice. He must have known such a bold statement would be risky after you’d ended your previous relationship barely hours before, but you felt your lips curl to a smile.

“I hope so too.”

His hug tightened, keeping you close to his heart. You could finally see that he was the one you wanted after all, and now, all you need is time to strengthen what you have and turn it to something life long and beautiful.

Opportunities | Jughead x Riverdale

Request: Hello, I was wondering if you could do a jughead imagine for me. Where the reader has just given up on herself, but Jug picks her back up. Thank you

A/n: I’m really nervous about posting this. I haven’t written outside of school in a while, meaning for fun and just writing stories. I apologize for my rusty writing, but I still do hope you like it. 

P.s: If you don’t understand it I’m sorry, I started writing at 11 o'clock at night and ended at midnight. This is also my first imagine I ever wrote, EVER.

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Home wasn’t so big anymore. Ever since you were little you looked at the town like it was made out of magic. You still believe do to this very day, but you soon grew tired. Seeing the same faces, shops, lights, everything.

You still love the town of Riverdale, but you knew it too well. It was home, it was comfort, you were growing tired of that. Of course, you could never grow tired of your friends and family, but it was tiring.

You’ve always felt trap in thw small town, but there was a glimmer of hope. You were a photographer, an artist, you had talent. This summer you left your boyfriend and friends to shake this town while doing a photography class in New York.

They liked you so much, they gave you an application to sign up for the school. One problem, you have to send them photos. How is that a problem, you may ask. Maybe because you took all the best pictures with you to New York and this town had nothing interesting to photograph.

Their is Jason’s death, but you found that disrespectful and you were friends with Cheryl. Now you were sat with your friends at Pop’s looking through your camera roll. “Y/n what’s wrong? Archie just took your milkshake and you didn’t even notice.”

“I need to get out of this town, and I need to get out fast.” You looked at your friends, noticing the expression on their faces. “I didn’t mean it like that, I love you guys, but this is a once in a lifetime opportunity.”

“And it’s already slipping away.” Of course, their was a dead line, that was just your luck. You had till Monday which is two days away to send your application or you were stuck.

“Just breath, everything will be okay at the end. You have talent y/n, maybe you won’t get this opportunity, but with a talent like yours there is always another chance.” You looked at Archie like her was crazy, poking the side of his face making sure it was actually him.

“Who are you? And what did you do with Archie?” The group laughed, while you snap a picture. Archie was right, maybe you won’t get this one, but this isn’t the only opportunity out there.

Your boyfriend, sitting across from you has stayed quiet. Typing away on his computer, as always. He had so much passion just writing his novel, you just had to take a picture. 

“You didn’t,” he stopped typing when he heard the snap of the camera. You could tell he was trying to be mad, but who could be mad at you. “You mad JJ,” reaching out for his beanie.

he just laughed it off and continued writing. Not yet looking at the picture you have taken, you pick uo the camera and appreciate you boyfriend’s features. 

The night has come to an end and the gang has decided to walk you home. You were a little bit behind everyone else, taking pictures of everything and anything. Just because this town was small, does not mean it was beautiful.

You looked up at your four friends and snapped a picture. They were joking around, not caring for the world. You remembered those days, where you thought the small town of Riverdale was huge.

You never wanted to leave the town, but that soon came to an end. You were probably took the best pictures in this town. You started taking pictures since you were three or four.

The first picture you ever took was a picture of your parents, you stole your mom’s phone and snapped a picture. The two were laughing, it had alot of meaning to you. 

“Y/n/n catch up, we don’t have all night” Veronica yelled. You jogged up to them and locked hands with Jug. Walking home with your friends, not taking pictures, just enjoying the moment.


It was now Monday and you have given up on that opportunity. Remembering what Archie said, “there is always another chance.” You haven’t told your parents though, you had no pictures.

Throughout the weekend you only took pictures of your friends, nothing exciting about that. A sudden burst came through your door, “we’re so excited for you y/n, we know this though, so we are letting you stay home and work on your application.” 

“Uh, thanks mom. I appreciate it,” your mom gave you a sweet smile before leaving the room. You wanted to make your parents proud and mostly get out of this town, but you had no pictures.

You decided to give up on the opportunity when you were at Pop’s - you heard a knock from your window disturbing you from your thoughts. You looked to see Jughead waiting for it to be opened. So that’s what you did.

“I wanna help you with your application,” he said hopping in. That’s when it hit you the hardest. There are many opportunities, but you didn’t even bother to try. You given up on the idea hoping there would be more opportunities, but could you really wait that long?

Wait that long to escape this town, look at it from a three year olds eyes and it’s huge. Grow up, explore and you will notice there is a deadend. You looked at Jughead, a loook that can only say disappointment.

He knew straight away, he’s known you for too long not to know. “I’m a writer, I always have my laptop around to type my thoughts out. To check what I’m doing, but with you I don’t need to check and edit what I’m going to say.”

He sat you down and held your hand “you are the most talented person I know, if you didn’t do this, you could still have opportunities waiting for you. But this school would be missing out on the most talented person I know, and that says alot cause have you looked at my writing.”

You laughed at your boyfriend’s ego, “point is, you have talent opportunities will be handed to you. No question, but how long are you willing to wait.” It sounded more like a statement then a question.

He knew the only way to make you happy was getting out of this town, “I wanna say a little more, but you know I can’t lie to you.” Looking into your boyfriend’s eyes, “show me your pictures.”

So that’s what you did all day, look throught your pictures, yet you found nothing. “Don’t lose hope, we will find something,” you looked throught your pictures again, but nothing has popped out to you. 

“Do you have anything else?” 

“I have some from this weekend, but they aren’t the best.”

You showed through the pictures from your camera, mostly of your friends. Most of them either deep in thought or laughing. It was not your best, it was a little blurry and it just didn’t look pleasing.

You admired the picture though, the faces your friends made, not knowing you were taking their pictures…

THATS IT! Their are other opportunities, but you started taking pictures for a reason. You loved that the smallest things ment something, so big and real. That’s why you started photography, not to get out of this town or make others proud. 

Right away, you pushed Jug away from your laptop and started the application. You insert the pictures, you just needed to do the description of the pictures. “Do you need help?” 

“Usually I would say yes, because of your writing skills, but I gotta give them something real.”

Black Lingerie**



Joe felt his phone vibrate once again in his pocket yet he ignored it as best he could as he knew what the message contained. 

Meanwhile, Y/N let herself fall onto the bed, a smirk on her face as she watched the message go through to Joe. 

She had bought a new set of lingerie the other day and thought that today was the day that she would try it on. She was a bit hesitant when she bought it and again when she tried it on so she wanted a second opinion and who better to ask then her boyfriend, who was out with the boys all day.

Y/N so far had sent four pictures, one every hour making sure she got each angle of the black lace that hugged her body tightly and to make sure Joe didn’t get too excited while he was out. 

He had stopped replying after the third picture, either he was ignoring her or the boys were too close for him to open the message, scared one of them might see her risqué pictures. 

Y/N quit…” She read the text silently to herself, her grin growing larger. 

You haven’t answered my question” She sent back before standing to admire her figure in the mirror once again. 

This was the first real set of lingerie she had ever bought and honestly she didn’t know how she felt about it so she really did want to know what Joe thought, even though she already knew the answer, but she also loved to tease him and thats why she chose today of all days to ask for his opinion. 

Looks good love” A new text camera through. 

Does it really? You don’t think its too much, I could always undo the straps…they’re kind of a pain.”

Her phone started ringing seconds after she sent her text. Picking up her phone, she cleared her throat before answering. 

“Hi love.”

“Y/N Y/L/N, quit it” His voice was hushed but serious. 

“Quit what?” She said as innocently as she could. 

“Stop sending me pictures, I can’t contain myself much longer.” 

“All I wanted to know was if it looked good. The woman who sold it to me said you’d love it but I wasn’t too sure.”

“Yes Y/N you look great, you always look great. Now please I’ll be home in a few hours.”

“Can I model for you when you get home?” You asked twirling your hair around your finger. 

“Maybe, I could also help you with all those straps…” Joe’s voice faded out and the sound of laughter could be heard in the background. “Love, I have to go. I’ll see you soon. Bye”.

“Bye” Y/N said before tossing her phone to the bed. It seemed like her teasing had paid off but she wasn’t quite ready to be done so she snapped one last picture of herself, typing out ‘Hurry home x’ before hitting send.

“Y/N!” Y/N heard her name being called followed by the front door slamming shut. 

It had been 2 hours since she had sent her last text to Joe and with no response from him, she decided to get some work done.

Loud footsteps took the steps in twos and Y/N glanced over at the doorway just as a very flustered Joe walked through.

“Hello love” She said closing her laptop and setting it on her bedside table. 

Joe pushed his hair out of his face before marching his way over to his girlfriend who was sitting up in bed, the black lace that he had seen in her pictures still hugging her body. Joe bent down and captured her lips with his, leaning in just enough to push Y/N back down against the bed. Joe pulled away and instantly started undoing his belt buckle.

“How come you don’t greet me like that every time you come home?” Y/N pouted as she watched Joe undress himself. 

“You don’t wear lingerie every day.” Joe said after he pulled his shirt over his head.

“Oh so you did enjoy those pictures?” Y/N said cocking her head to the side as you climbed back on top of the bed. 

“Yes but I’d rather see you in person.” One of Joe’s hands traveled across Y/N’s shoulder and over the straps she has complaining about earlier. “Do you still need help getting this off?”

“Yes please” Y/N said before locking lips with Joe again. 

Joe’s hands traveled down to the clasp on Y/N’s back, his lips moving from her lips to her neck down to her shoulder, kissing the faint lines that the straps created. 

Y/N let the lace top fall from her body before she tossed it to the floor. Her hands traveled down the length of Joe’s torso, tracing the outlines of his abs before fingers brushed over the tip of his cock. 

Just as she was about to move her hands over his length, Joe grabbed a hold of her hands and brought them over her head, a stern look on his face. 

“Dont. I’m not going to let you tease me anymore love”

“What are you on about?”

“You think you’re funny don’t you?”

“It’s one of my many qualities actually”

Joe let go of her wrists and slowly trailed his fingers down her body leaving goosebumps to follow in their wake. He ran his fingers over the lacy band of her thong and down her thigh causing Y/N to squirm under him. 

“Joe.” She huffed as Joe’s fingers traced back up her body, missing the part where she wanted him the most. 

“Hmm?” He said raising an eyebrow.

He sensed her frustration and although he wanted to tease her as much as she had teased him, he wasn’t exactly in the position to wait. He hooked her fingers under the waistband and tugged the thong down her legs, discarding it to the floor with the rest of their clothes. 

Joe slid himself in between her thighs, his breath ghosting over her core causing a shiver to run down her spine. 

Y/N’s head hit the back of the pillow when she finally felt Joe’s tongue come in contact with her clit, something she had been waiting for since she had woken up this morning. 

Joe eagerly flicked his tongue over her sensitive nub while he inserted a finger into her, an audible moan leaving Y/N’s lips. Y/N’s fingers tangled themselves in Joe’s hair, her nails lights scarping his scalp as she gently pushed him further into her, his fingers going deeper inside of her. 

Joe halted his actions as Y/N’s back arched slightly off the bed when she let out low moan. He inserted his fingers into his mouth as she looked down at his flustered girlfriend who was desperately trying to grab ahold her orgasm that was slowly slipping away. 

Joe brought himself back up above her, his lips instantly finding their favourite spot on her neck as he positioned his tip at her entrance. He slowly eased himself into her but wasted no time thrusting into her. 

“Shit Joe!” Y/N cried out as her eye screwed shut and moved her head to the side for Joe who was more than likely leaving harsh marks along her neck. 

Joe pulled away from her neck after kissing the fresh love bite and continued to thrust faster and harder into her. 

“Fuck..Y/N” Joe managed to get out as he tried to keep a rhythm with his hips. “You looked absolutely beautiful in those pictures you know that?” 

“JOE!” Y/N yelled as she gripped Joe’s shoulders, her nails digging deeply into his skin. 

She felt herself clench tightly around Joe, slowing his movements just slightly as she felt her climax quickly approaching. Joe let his head fall slack as he continued thrusting as best as he could into her but his orgasm was also getting closer.

The coupled moaned out in unison as their orgasms hit simultaneously. Their chests heaving up and down as the struggled to catch their breath as they laid side by side.

“You really did look good in that” Joe said looking over at Y/N. 

“Thanks but I still don’t know how I feel about it” 

“I mean, I do like it better on the floor” Joe sent a wink over at his girlfriend who erupted with laughter. 

“Smooth Sugg” She said shoving his arm slightly before she sat up and pulled back on her thong and Joe’s t-shirt. “I’m hungry.”

“Say no more!” Joe said rolling out of bed and waltzing out the door, not giving to a second though about the pile of clothes on the ground.


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A/N: This is my first post with visuals, so it may not be that good.  Hopefully you’ll still like it :) It’s also based off of 1D’s song ‘Taken’ Link to song will be posted at the end

Now that you can’t have me, you suddenly want me. Now that I’m with somebody else, you tell me you love me.

I rushed into the bathroom of the club, looking at myself in the mirror. I was panting loudly, looking as if I was running from a murder by my facial expressions. I needed to leave this place before she found me. 

She is my last girlfriend that I was with, Perrie Edwards. We were together for about a year and broke up 8 months ago. I should’ve known we were coming to an end. All we did was fight constantly and she was barely home. But not being a good person and tell me to my face that we were over, she just left. It was after one of our fights. She just stormed out the house and disappeared. Me being the idiot thinking she would for the just the night, turned out she left for days, weeks, and now months. Without a simple goodbye. 

I’ve got a boyfriend now. We’ve been together for a few weeks. I don’t have honest mutual feelings for him though. I just needed someone to keep Perrie off my mind, and he was the first one to catch my eye.

Tonight, my girls wanted to take me out to the club since I hadn’t been there in awhile and they know I’ve been going through a pretty rough time. Little did I know, the person who caused my pain and distress the past few months was here aswell. 


I didn’t think it was her at first, but when I looked closer, I knew it. Everything about the way she danced, the way she sipped on her drink flirtatiously, it all just screamed 'Perrie’. At some point, she must have realized someone was staring at her because she turned her head in my direction, our eyes catching each other. She squinted her eyes, then a shocked expression came onto her face as she came into realization that it was me. I saw her start to make her way over to me, but I was quick to dart through the crowd away from her, rushing to the bathroom since it was the quickest place to go.

Just as I was about to walk out, the door opened. And there she stood, in all her glory. Same blonde hair. Same icy blue eyes. Same everything. We stared at each other for a good while, before I tried to push past her and out the door. She grabbed me by the wrists and turned me around.

“Leigh-Anne…, I-I was trying to contact you a few times. I’m guessing you changed your number or blocked mines…” I could tell she was nervous and didn’t know what to say.

“Perrie look, this is not the time and pla–”

“I know, but I just need get this off my chest and I can’t go another day without letting you know that……I-I miss you. I love you Leigh. I’m so sorry about what happened. I was just so upset and didn’t want to face you anymore, so the only way to do that was just walk away completely. I’m utterly, completely sorry because that was the biggest mistake I ever made.” She held my hand as she spoke. I could tell she meant every word, but I wasn’t having it.

I slept on your doorstep, begging for one chance. Now that I’ve finally moved on, you say that you’ve missed me all along.

“Perrie, sorry can’t fix everything. Do you know how devastated I was? How worried I was? How do you think I felt just waiting each day for you to come home, but you never did?!” I was starting to get furious by the second.

“Yes and I’m–”

“No you don’t! You don’t know because you’ve never had that happen to you before, and I’d never do anything like that to hurt you! I gave you everything for fuck sakes! When my friends found out I was with a girl, they wouldn’t even talk to me! Not even my family! I gave up every fucking thing for you and you just walked away from it all!” Tears started to sting my eyes as I yelled, Perrie tearing up aswell.

“And then you don’t even say goodbye, or any of that shit! I called you every fucking day! I texted you, hell I even called your mom and asked about you! That’s how much I love you! But you don’t even love me back!”

“Leigh-Anne, you know that’s not true. I love you, so fucking much it hurts!” Perrie said, tears pouring down her face now. I shook my head at her, biting back more tears that escaped from my eyes. 

“You don’t mean that. I’m more than positive that people around have told you I’ve got a new boyfriend, right? That’s the only reason you’re here. You don’t want me to happy at all.” I spoke harshly, not caring if it hurt her feelings at all. She stayed silent. I chuckled.

“So you’re not gonna say anything now? Now that I’m saying the truth?…….Wow, you’re really full of it.” I tried to push past her once again, but my attempt failed again. She pulled me back again, only this time with a little surprise

She kissed me.

Who do you think you are? Who do you think I am? You only love to see me breaking. You only want me 'cause I’m taken

I pushed her off of me, backing up surprisingly.

“Perrie, what the hel–” She cut me off by kissing me again. She cupped my cheeks, forcing me into the kiss. As time passed, I slowly started to kiss back, which surprised the both of us. As much as I hate to admit it, I missed the way her lips felt against mines.

As the kiss slowly began to get heated, she pulled away and pushed our foreheads together.

“Let me tell you something. I love you. With all my heart. There’s no one in this world who can love you more than I love you. Yeah I fucked up. Big time. But that was my mistake, and I’m willing to make up for it, no matter how long it takes. And I don’t give a shit about this 'boyfriend’ of yours, because I’m more than positive he can’t treat the way I treat you. And he definitely can’t fuck you like how I fuck you.” She spoke in a low voice, but her last sentence came out seductively. Without a second guess, she pushed me into one of the stalls, She locked the door and brought her attention back to me. She smirked as our lips met once again. Our tongues started to go at each other for battle quickly.

We started to feel up each other’s clothes. Since we both had on dresses, it was a quick removal of our clothes, leaving us in our underwear. We were quick to dispose of that too, leaving us completely naked.

Perrie made me sit down on the toliet as she got down on her knees infront of me. She rubbed my thighs before kissing them softly, her finger rubbing my clit.

“I’ve misses the way your pussy felt in my hands. I hope it still tastes the same.” She winked at me before digging her head inbetween my legs, waisting no time at all to start pleasing me with her tongue.

“Oh Perrie.” I moaned out, arching my back. I grabbed her long blonde hair, pushing her further down on me, grinding my pussy into her face.

“Mmmm, babe you taste so good. Just like before.” Perrie moaned against me, adding her finger in with her tongue.

I was in complete estacy. To say that I nearly hated this woman not even 10 minutes ago. Now she’s got me under her finger, fucking me with her fingers and tongue. It just makes me wonder if she’s forreal or if she’s just messing with my head.

“Perrie, I’m almost there!” I whined out, bucking my hips up more into her mouth. She added another finger, pushing me to my limit.

As I felt myself about to let go, she pulled away her fingers.

“Perrie?!” I cried out in frustration. She smirked.

“I want us to cum together babe. Wouldn’t that be so much hotter?” She chuckled.

You don’t really want my heart, no you just like to know you can. Still be the one who gets it breaking.

Even if Perrie is making me feel all good and aroused, I couldn’t shake the feeling of what happened with us. This could all be a one time thing. Maybe it’ll be a repeat. I give her my all tonight, and then she leaves for another 8 months. And thats just something I can’t put my heart on anymore.

“Babe? Are you alright?” Perrie asked, breaking me from my thoughts.

“Yeah…yeah I’m fine. Just make me cum already.” She giggled at my bluntness. She spreaded my legs apart, sitting her pussy right on top of mines. We both moaned out at the sudden feeling. We started slow, but then our grinding started to get a little faster.


“Oh my god. Leigh your pussy feels so fucking good.” Perrie growled out. I moaned out from the feeling I was feeling. 

“Perrie, just like that. I’m gonna fucking cum!”

“Me too babe, wait till I say go.” We moved even faster against each other to reach our peaks.

“Wait for it…….Go!” That was all it took. We both groaned as we came. We rode out our highs together, ceasing to an end. Perrie collasped to the floor, as I leaned on the toliet. I sighed as my mind went back to Perrie and I. Just as I was about to ask her myself, I heard some snoring. I looked and saw Perrie knocked out on the floor. I chuckled to myself.

“Nevermind,” I said to myself,“ ’s not even worth it.” I slipped on my dress and quitely stepped out the bathroom, hoping someone would wake Perrie up later. Although it would be one hell of a laugh to see the expression on that person’s face when they see this naked blonde girl fast asleep on the floor.

I sighed as I took another glance, before walking out back into the club and back home to my boyfriend. Because at the end of the day…

You only want me 'cause I’m taken.



One Direction - Taken

The Boy Named Yoongi (Part 4)

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

Pairing: Yoongi X Reader

Genre: Fluff

Length: 1,181 words

Summary: Valentine’s day is coming up and you had no interest in that but that was only until you realized you still liked your middle school crush; the boy who harshly rejected you.


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Both yours and Nana’s eyes go wide open. You slap your hand over your mouth.

“No! I don’t like him I just…. ”

“I knew it! You do like him. I called it.” She proudly flips her hair and smirks.

“Oh shut up. Let’s go.” You roll your eyes and pull her along.

You’ve been trailing behind him for the past 20 minutes and notice that Soo Mi does most of the talking but manages to drag Yoongi into a bunch of places. He seemed to be enjoying it too. Naturally you followed him but you couldn’t help feel guilty for this. Yoongi had no feelings for you and you already knew you would only get hurt again.

“Nana… Maybe we should stop.”

“Why? Did I miss something?” She looks up from her phone and looks at you in a concerned way.

“I have to stop these feelings before they go too far.”

She looks up at the sky as she taps her chin and then suddenly gasps. “Well do you want to go to a blind date too?” She grabs your arms and jumps up and down.

“I don’t-“

“Thats perfect! My boyfriend said he had a friend who has finally opened up to getting a girlfriend. Apparently he’s really shy. He’s so perfect for you!”

“It’s okay-“

“I’ll let him know! Yay Y/N, you’re finally going to have boyfriend and we can go on double dates and you can tell me about when he makes you happy and when you argue about stupid things! ” She was jumping up and down like there was no tomorrow.

“Nana. Calm down. I don’t want to go out a blind date yet. I’m not ready.” You calm her by putting your hands on her shoulders.

“But… Why? You said it yourself, you need to stop your feelings for Yoongi, isn’t the best way by finding something else to have feelings for?” She was noticeably disappointed.

“I know. I’m just not ready yet, I’ll let you know when I am.” You sigh, “And when I am then we can go on all the double dates you want to and I’ll tell you when he makes me happy or mad. Okay?”

“Fine… So are we going to keep following Yoongi or what?”

“Nah. Let’s have some best friend time.”

Hours go by without you noticing and before you know it, it’s already dark.

“Nana, I should probably go now. I never told Yoongi I was going out so as far as he knows, I’m missing right now.”

“Y/N. You know that you’re a grown woman right? You don’t need to let him know where you are.”

“I know but what if he thinks something happened to me?”

“Don’t worry. Yoongi doesn’t seem like the type to worry like that.”

“I guess. But it’s already dark. Your parents will be worried about you, what happened to your curfew?”

“As long as I don’t get home too late it’s fine. But if you really want to go first you can.” She says as she looks away.

You hug her and start to jog away until you hear her yell from behind you.

“Make sure to tell me what happens with Yoongi!”

When you get to the front door you realize you don’t have the key, so you ring the door bell.

“Yoongi. Are you home?” You knock a few times until the door bursts open.

“WHERE WERE YOU?!” Yoongi yells.

“I just went-“

"Do you know how worried I was? Where did you go?”

“I just went out.” You roll your eyes, “if you had let me finish talking you’d know.” You mumble under your breath.

“What?” Yoongi looked furious.

“I was with my friend. Don’t worry about it.”

“How can I not worry especially after what happened before?” He runs a hand through his hair and sighs.

“You left and I had nothing to do.”

“You should have at least called or texted me to let me know!”

“I don’t have your number. I’m not good enough to have your number.”

“What did you say?” He looks you straight in the eyes but you look away.

“Nothing” You push past him but he grabs your arm.

“What do you mean you’re not good enough?”

“Nothing. Stop asking.”

“No. Explain yourself. You keep saying these things but you don’t tell me what I did wrong.”

“You didn’t do anything wrong. It’s my own fault for ever thinking I had a chance with you. And why is it so wrong for me to go out? You were having the best time of your life with that girl.”

His grip loosens and you pull your arm away and go into his room. It was a good thing you had already eaten with Nana or else it would be awkward going back out there and facing Yoongi.

“Y/N?” There was a light knock on the door.

“What?” Annoyance was clearly in your voice.

“Can we talk?” He peeks into the room.


“I’m sorry I don’t remember what I did and said to you that would make you feel that way. Can you just tell me so I can fix it?”

“Why would I want to remind myself of the humiliation?”

“Can you just tell me?”

“If you really want to know, think harder. I’m going to take a shower.” You grab some clothes and hurry into the bathroom before Yoongi can stop you.

Thinking back to what you were talking to about with Nana before you left made you feel slightly guilty because you did make Yoongi worried about you in the end. Who cares? No one told him to worry. It was his fault you were mad at him.

The next morning was even more awkward than you expected. Yoongi had made you breakfast again. But the second you sat down, he got up and washed his plate.

Ugh. Why did you feel so bad? It’s not like you did anything bad.


He either heard you say his name and didn’t want to talk to you or he was in a rush but he hurried into his room.

He comes out a few minutes later ready to go out.

"Are you going somewhere?” You finish up the last bit of your orange juice.

“Don’t worry about it.” He says a little too harshly and leaves.

“I was just curious. Jeez, no need to be so angry.” You say to the Yoongi that was no longer there, “Wait! Is he going to see what’s her name? Um. Soo Mi? Wow. Okay. Abandon me and go to her.” You angrily wash your plate and reach for your phone to call Nana.

“Y/N! Perfect timing I was just going to call you!”

“I’ll go on the blind date.”

“What? Really? Really??”

“Yeah. Let your boyfriend’s friend know.”

“I’m going to call him right now and then I’ll let you know when to meet up. I’m so excited now! What changed your mind?”

“Let’s meet up. I’ll explain everything.” You say and then decide to meet at a little cafe.

AU where Bitty is in the NHL

this could go one of two ways.
1. bitty went to samwell with Jack, they still got together, Bitty gets scouted and recruited to: not the Falconers.<
-imagine jack and bits playing against each other
-but jack never checks him, not even if theyre fighting, not even if he’s losing (bitty cant check him bc hes smol but whatever)
-they keep hockey and their relationship separate, and also secret, but think about the playful competition
-jack takes hockey super seriously ofc but bitty helps him realize that hockey is meant to be fun too gd jack u robot
-both of them work at not passing the puck to each other bc they arent on the same team
-but, about that secret relationship
-bitty isnt super closeted. he has a vlog, he has twitter, the only ppl that dont know he’s gay are his parents but lmao they def know bitty is terrible at hiding it, but thats another story
-so, the press, uh, addresses bittys sexuality by putting together a montage of the vlog and links to the vlog and if they werent basically outing him the video would be cute as shit bc its bitty
-but, really, bitty never wanted to be closeted, and he never really hid it anyway. he talks to his parents, he talks to jack, and heres the plan.
-bitty comes out, but he’s so southern about it. like the press says something to him and bitty’s just “oh, y'all didnt know that?”
-so, bittys the first gay NHL player
-but lets talk about jack
-lets say, falconers v bittys team (whatever team he’s on is in new england. wherever bits and jack live is between their home stadiums) and maybe theres a falconer thats kinda a dick and a homophobe. jack isnt out, and its never come up before, but this guy (lets call him Dick) is a DICK. and he says something to bitty, maybe after checking him really hard, and jack just loses it.
-maybe jack is close by and he heard what dick said, and hes livid okay. this guy was sort of his friend, his teammate, and then theres bitty who’s crumpled on the ice and jack and bits make eye contact and bitty looks so shaken and broken and jack. just. loses. it.
-jack fights his own teammate on the ice. he gets dick’s helmet off and his own gloves off and doesnt stop until he can barely recognize the other guys face, because of all the blood, this dick who he thought was his friend, and someone is pulling him away, maybe half the falconers are pulling him away
-maybe its tater thats pulling jack away, jack whos still struggling to get back out there not to keep wailing on dick but to see if bitty is okay because he’s honestly over the anger (okay, maybe not 100% but hes more concerned with bits atm)
-but tater drags him to the showers and forces him under cold water like they do in all the sports movies when shit gets real and athletes be crazy
-fun fact: tater is like jacks bff second to shitty. but he doesnt know about jack and bits.
-and jack is so quiet that tater barely hears him when he asks what the hell happened out there. jacks tells tater that Dick just assaulted jacks boyfriend.
-and tater says. “alright. we kill him. but not on ice, too many camera”
-and jack laughs. tater laughs. jack is still shaking and ofc hes cold but hes calm now.
-hes calm when georgia comes around and his managers come around and he says hes doing press. and they are like “no. not happening” until jack singles out george and is like “i have something to say.” (george knows abt jack and bits so she thinks hes going to come out, but hes not) so he and george have a quiet convo about what he wants to say and george approves it and the managers/coaches are like wtf why are u letting this happen.
-jack does press. his knuckles are shredded and hes got paper towels wrapped around them and theres a bit of blood still but hes smiling.
-jack says ‘bittle is my friend. even if he werent i would not tolerate homophobia on my team’ (jack could be cap or not but anyway)
-press wants to know why its such a strong reaction, dicks face is wrecked, yadda yadda.
-‘bittle is my best friend’ jack says. cue chuckles from the press. somewhere in harvard shitty clutches his chest and screams 'ET TU, JACK?’ (he gets looks but when does he not)
-bitty is being checked out by the docs (hes all good) and is asked what he thinks about jacks reaction. bits is like 'it was stupid of him but nonetheless, i will make him a pie’
-jack gets a fine and a suspension (and a pie) dick gets a bigger fine and a longer suspension and has to make an official apology and go to sensitivity training.
-bitty scolds jack for being wreckless, he could have gotten hurt, maybe outed. and jack is like “i dont care what happens to me i care about you” and they make sweet sweet love and maybe, jack is thinking about coming out
-followers of bittys vlog (which he still does!!) make gifs of dick getting beat up, photoshop pies splattering on his head.
-and then, well, suddenly people are more interested in the bittle/zimmerman 'friendship’
-bittys vlog gets hits. not the new videos when hes in the nhl. the old ones. the samwell ones. especially the outtakes bits posted where a certain canadian pops up here and there
-articles about the two year period where jack and bits were on the same line at samwell. next game bitty is in he gets put on press. 'so, jacks your best friend’ 'id say so’ 'and youre gay’ 'yes’ 'is jack?’ and bits is so clever, and this is the chirp that goes down in hockey legend “jack is hockeysexual”
-(somewhere in the world, the smh crew are d y i n g of laughter. jack gets a million chick emojis in texts.)
-ofc the press are kind of dumb. 'hockeysexual?’ 'yeah,’ says bits 'he likes hockey.’ (later on jack is going to make a show of writing hockey on a post it and sticking it to bitty right after they have sex. bitty snaps a photo and saves it to post on insta later on…. much later)
-in the meantime jack and george are talking about uh, things, and she says that now might be a good time with all the positive media attention (theres negative media too about how jack shouldnt kick the shit out of his own team but mostly the press is ecstatic about fighting homophobia and the 'incredible bromance between players on different teams’ 'bromeo and dudeliet’–ransom and holster INSIST on being called bromeo and dudeliet)
-but jack isnt ready. no, hes ready to come out. he just has to do something first.
-before jack plays again, he proposes. (dont ask me how bc im a SAP and if i get started on a proposal story i wont stop.) but anyway bits says yes. and then a little bit later jack says hes going to come out but he wont tell bitty how, he just tells him to be ready for it.
-and uh, bitty has an away game while jack has a home game. and jack does press. and bittys on the team bus on the way to the stadium when suddenly his team starts whispering and glancing at him until finally theyre at the stadium and off the bus and his team dog piles him and congratulates him and bittys like ??? and suddenly theres a phone in front of him with a video
-and its jack doing press.
-the press (as they have been doing) try and get jack to address the rumors that he and bits are more than bffs, to which jack says
-'im not going to tell yall that hes my boyfriend’ (those in the know notice the yall. it becomes half the smh’s text tones for jack)
-the press murmurs dissapointedly but jack smiles and says 'because he’s my fiance’
-and bitty calls jack immediately and scolds him a bit, and tells him he loves him but 'dangit jack im about to play’ and jack is just like 'sorry not sorry’
-and bittys team wins. do a lot of the stadium know hes engaged to jack? yes. is there a little hate speech thrown at him? yes, like usual. one drunk guy gets his attention and says something like 'im not a gay but zimmy has an ass you can bounce a quarter off congrats dude!’ (bitty will always be suspicious that it was actually shitty in disguise)
-and bits. he does press. one guess as to what the press asks him about. 'no we havent set a date. no, our relationship has never affected the game–okay maybe the once but thats dicks fault. we ve been together since i was 20. no, the only time i try to win games for jack is when im playing against jack" cue chuckles.
-shitty and tater fight for best-manship. lardo is uncontested for bittys best man. there are a lot of smh hockey players in the wedding party.
-there is a lot of talk about how ppl think jack or bitty are going to be compromised by each other, that they shouldnt get to play for the sake of the sport. its a cheap way to disguise homophobia, and jack calls them out on it. bitty is just… 'bless their heearts’ and pulls a knife
-jack is suddenly appearing on bittys vlog more.
-also people are kind of irked that they didnt realize jack and bits live in the smae house. because at some point pre-coming out there have been 'welcome to the team’ fluff pieces where rookies show people around their houses and talj about what they like. first jack had one and then bitty. in the same house. these fuckers. YALL ARE NOT SUBTLE. (this is also how bitty vlog gets popular while hes a nhl star. bc he talks about his vlog. a lot.)
-cut to married zimbits. jack and bits drive to a game together, where theyre going to play each other, and the press paps them sharing a goodbye kiss before going to separate locker rooms.
-theres talk of maybe it would be best if jack or bitty get traded so theyre on the same team? which, that doesnt seem too bad to bits and jack. but. they have contracts. and they kind of like playing against each other. and it takes more than one player for a team yadda yadda jack and bits arent winning/losing alone
-years down the road bitty is a free agent (or whatever i dont really know that much about sports okay) and theyre both falconers players. bc bittys other option was to move to frickin canada (or vegas lmao could u imagine. with parson. poor jack) and also bc jack and bitty play so well together.
-lets end this story with the managers of the falconers face palming SO HARD bc bits makes jack a better player, jack makes bits a better player. the falcs had a chance to get bitty and they didnt bc idk, they had jack from samwell or maybe they compared him to jack tok much or maybe they couldnt compete with whatever bittys team offered to pay. and now they see what they could have had for years now and oh my god. side note- bittys got a stanley cup, jacks got a stanely cup, and now that theyre on the same team theyre gonna get another stanley cup.
-fear the stanely cup winning gay hockey power couple

but yeah. bitty in the nhl.



You had told Joe that you weren’t going to be able to go on holiday with him and the boys as you had a weeks worth of meetings for potential projects, but when one of the projects fell through, the end of your week freed up. 

You got in contact with Caspar and told him that you wanted to fly down to South Africa to surprise Joe and he instantly backed you up.

You had packed your bags and were in the air later that night. Caspar said that Josh was going to take the boys site seeing and he’d meet you at the airport and take you back to the house they were all staying at.

“Hey Y/N!” Caspar shouted as you made eye contact with him. 

“Hi Casp” You said embracing him in a hug. 

“Joe is going to be so excited that you’re here! He’s been bummed for the past couple of days” 

“Really, he missed me that much?” you questioned as you walked towards baggage claim. 

“Yes Y/N your boyfriend misses you” Caspar said sarcastically, “Josh actually texted me an hour ago saying they were home so looks like you’ll have more time to relax before we go out for dinner.”

“Thats good, that flight wore me out, I might need a nap” You laughed while you waited for your bags.

“There you are buddy!” Oli yelled causing the other boys to look over at the front door where Caspar had just walked in from.

“Where did you disappear to all day?” Joe asked as he strained his neck to looking over at his mate without having to sit up on the couch. 

“Sorry, I had to go pick up someone” Caspar spoke.

“Someone or something?” Josh asked, a small smile appearing on his face.

“Someone…” Caspar said as he stepped aside as you made your way into the house. 


“Holy shit Y/N!” Joe said practically rolling himself off the couch as he tried to get up and make his way over to you. 

“Hi love” You said giving him a quick kiss and a hug. 

“What are you doing here? I thought you had meetings all week?”

“One of the projects fell through and that freed up a lot of my time so I thought I would come surprise you”

The sound of laughter came from outside by the pool causing everyone to turn their heads as the laughter increased in volume. 

“Does anyone want to go for a swim before we head of out dinner?” One of the girl said after she had calmed her laughter. 

She looked around the room, the boys nodded but she was only interesting in one. 

“What about you Joe?” She asked her eyes flickering to Joe’s arm around your waist. 

“Nah my girlfriend just got here and she’s probably exhausted” Joe said tightening the grip around your waist slightly. 

“Suit yourself” She said walking further into the house and to the room she was staying in, the other 2 girls following her. 

You watched as they disappeared into their room, their door shutting behind them. 

“So what do you wanna do love?” Joe asked bringing your attention back to him. 

“Um let me unpack and then we can hang out by the pool I guess, I just don’t want to get in.” you watching the other boys get up and walk to their assigned rooms. 

“Alright love, or we could sneak off and relax” Joe whispered in your ear before he grabbed your bag and you hand and led your down to his room. 

You and Joe caught up while he laid on the bed and watched you unpack, the sound of girly giggles floated through the open window not caring if they interrupted your conversation. 

You caught Joe looking at the window, watching his mates splash around in the pool with the girls, a slight frown on his face. 

“You can go out there” you said nodding your head towards the window when Joe looked back over at you. 

“No I’m fine, I wanna spend time with you.” 

“You don’t have to sit and watch me unpack. Go out and enjoy the nice weather” 

Joe jumped off the bed and made his way over to you and kissed your cheek quickly “I’m glad your here” he said before walking out the the side door and over to his mates. 

“Yeah sure you are” you mumbled to yourself as you continued to unpack.

“Hey Y/N!” Oli said as you emerged from your room “How was your flight?”

“You know I hate flying, especially by myself” You said taking a seat next to Joe on the ground. 

“Thats why you should’ve flown out with love” Joe said sarcastically which made you to give him a look. 

“It was a pretty good flight though, got a lot of work done.” you said leaning back on your palms. 

You turned your attention over to the girls who were splashing each other and Caspar and Josh. Joe had also been watching them play on the other side of the pool. 

“So Y/N what do you think of South Africa so far” Oli said drawing the two of you back to him. He must have noticed the slight shift in your expression after you saw where Joe’s attention had been.

You and Joe walked back into his room, you threw your purse on the bed and kicked your shoes off. 

“What is going on with you?” Joe asked shutting the door behind him even though the two of you were alone in the house. The two of you had decided to go home instead of going out for a few drinks with the others. 

Dinner hadn’t been the best, the girls blatantly flirting with Joe in front of you and Joe doing nothing to stop it. 

“Whats going on with me? What has been going on the past 3 days that I haven’t been here” You said harshly trying not to completely blow up on Joe. 

“What are you taking about?” 

“Did you not even notice what those girls were doing at dinner?”

“Y/N we were just talking. Am I not allowed to talk to people?”

“You weren’t just talking Joe and neither were they. Who are they anyway and why are their 3 girls living in this house too?” You were getting angry but decided to pace the room to let off a bit of steam. 

“I don’t know Caspar and Josh know them, why are you getting jealous, nothing is going on if thats what you think.” 

“How am I suppose to believe that nothing is happening when all they do is flirt with you and you don’t do anything to stop it?” You sat down on the bed. You were honestly exhausted from the flight and just wanted to lay down and relax with your boyfriend but instead you were fighting with him. 

“What..what do you mean? Do you not trust me?” His voice cracking softly.

“I don’t know Joe, maybe I shouldn’t have come here” You said falling back onto the bed trying to conceal the tears that were spilling from your eyes. 

“Y/N,” Joe said crossing the room and sitting next to you on the bed. “Look I’m sorry that these girls are here but I can’t exactly kick them out. I don’t know them and its not my house. But listen to me when I saw nothing is going on, you can ask any of the boys, I’ve just been waiting around until the day we go home so I can see you again” 

You allowed Joe pull you up off the bed and pull you into a hug. “I’m sorry that I don’t do anything to stop them from flirting but I just ignore it and hope they catch on, which it doesn’t look like they have.” 

“You do that a lot you know, ignore things and hope it just goes away” You said wiping your nose with the back of your hand. 

“Yeah I know, I should probably work on that”

“I’m sorry, sorry that I didn’t trust you and think that you would cheat on me.” You said looking down at your lap. 

“Love you know I would never do that honestly. You are the only one I want to be with and I would put up one hell of a fight to make sure that you stay in my life” Joe said pulling you in closer and resting his forehead on yours. 

“Good” You said moving your head to kiss him gently. 

You went to pull away but Joe’s hand was quick to pull you back in. 

“I’m not do yet, I haven’t seen my girlfriend in 3 days” He said after the kiss. 

“You know what else we haven’t done in 3 days” you smirked, silently thanking yourself for dragging Joe back instead of going out with everyone. 

“We probably have a few hours by ourselves still” He said pushing you back on to the bed and hovering over you, “And I’ve really missed you Y/N” He said placing a deep kiss on your lips as you fiddled with the hem of his shirt. 

Is Joe With You? // Joe Sugg

​Could you please do one where the reader is joes girlfriend and has been for yearssss and even when they weren’t dating they were really close besides growing up together// once they moved in together they had settled down and now been living there for like a year and the reader goes travelling to America but when she arrives home joes not there so they go on a massive search party and hey find him at the airport waiting for her 2 hours away sleeping on a bench xx

After having my flight delayed for three hours in whilst stranded in LAX, I finally land in London. I was supposed to arrive home hours ago and I couldn’t get into contact with anyone because I had used up all my data with the phone plan I used in America. For about a year, I had saved up money to visit my friends in America, as well as tour around the country with them. But now I was finally back home and missing the love of my life. I left the airport and managed to get a taxi back to my place where I hope my soul mate is waiting for me. My heart burst with excitement as the car pulled up to the front of the apartment I shared with my boyfriend of many years. The taxi driver helped me with my luggages and when I finally made it inside, I wasted no time entering my home. 

“Joe, I’m home!” I yelled. “Babe?” I called out. Hm, thats strange, he’s not here? I tried calling him after I switched my phone back to my phone service, but it went straight to voicemail. Feeling confused, I called Caspar’s phone, because where else would he be? 

“Hey Y/N! Welcome back!” I heard cheering in the background, so I assumed he was with the rest of the boys. 

“Hey Casp, thank you. Is Joe with you?” I asked him. 

“No he’s not here, I thought he was waiting at home for you?” he replied. 

“That’s what I thought, but I can’t get a hold of him. I tried calling his phone but it went straight to voicemail, now I’m starting to feel very nervous.” I shifted from one foot to another. 

“Ey, does anyone know where Joe is?” I heard Caspar ask the boys in the background but to much of my dismay, I heard a bunch of ‘no’. “Are you at your apartment right now Y/N?” 


“Stay right there, we’ll be there in ten minutes.”

True to his words, Caspar and the rest of the buttercream boys showed up on my doorstep in about ten minutes. He lived on our street because Joe and Caspar couldn’t be too far away from each other. 

As soon as they all walked in and regardless of the situation, I was greeted with a lot of hugs and a ‘good to have you home’ speech. 

“When was the last time you saw him?” I asked the boys. 

“I spoke to him over the phone about four hours ago. He said he was waiting at home for you.” Conor replied. 

“I couldn’t tell him my flight was delayed, I was literally stranded at the airport.” I sighed. 

“Maybe he went somewhere to get food?” Mikey pipped up. 

“Yeah maybe, I think he might be at the cafe we always go to. He loves going to that place when he wants to edit sometimes.” I said. 

“Yeah, his phones definitely dead.” Jack said, hanging up his phone after trying to reach Joe. 

“You guys check twitter, maybe see if anyones spotted him. I’ll go to that cafe and check if he’s there. I’ll call you if I found him or not.” I said and they all nodded. 

“I’ll come with you.” Caspar volunteered. I can tell he was just as worried as I was over Joe.

After discovering he wasn’t at the cafe, I sent the boys on a little search party, hoping we’d find him soon. The boys had even sent out tweets asking if anyone’s seen Joe. Most of the tweets lead us on a wild goose chase and we ended up having a mini meet and greet, but there was no time for that. There was still no sign of Joe. 

After what if felt like hours searching the city, Caspar had a thought. “What if he’s at the airport?” 

“Why would he be there?” I questioned. 

“Maybe because you never messaged him you landed. I don’t know.” He shrugged. 

“Caspar, you are bloody brilliant.”

We caught an uber back to the airport. We searched around for about 15 minutes, then my eyes finally spotted him. He was asleep on the bench with a big bouquet of roses in his lap. My eyes filled up with tears and I ran to him. 

“Joe, Joe!” I starting to shake him to wake up. 

He jumped a little, his face showing confusion. It took him about a minute to realise where he was and why I was here, then he pulled me into the biggest hug. He practically squeezed the breath out of me. 

“Y/N, oh my goodness!” He pulled apart and kissed my passionately. “I thought I would surprise you here.” He laughed, cupping my face and wiping my tears. 

“Joe, we’ve been searching for you for hours now.” I laughed and buried my face into his chest. “I missed you so so so so much.” I cried into his shirt, being the emotional wreck that I am. 

“I’m so sorry I made you do that.” He rubbed my back and then pulled us apart. Then he held out the roses to me. “I’ve missed you more than you can ever imagine, my love.”

“It’s fine, we’re here now. Together. I love you so much Joe.” He kissed me again. 

“I love you too. Welcome back, finally.” 

sorry for taking so long to update. been so busy with school and work! hope you can understand :)

Late Night Comfort

do they even have a concept of day and night in space i don’t think so

A smol, homesick Lance, Klance comfort fic. (tw: lowkey panic, swearing)

Keith was really confused as to what woke him up in the middle of the night. He was disoriented as he sat up. It was still late wasn’t it? Why had he woken up?

Then he heard something move in the dark and whatever it was take a sharp breath, and he jumped. He rubbed his eyes, trying to see what or who was out their in the dark. He was reaching for his bayard when the figure spoke, voice shaking, “Keith?”

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anonymous asked:

Hey, so I really liked you weightlifter Jimin and swimmer Jungkook head canon, so i was wondering if you can make a part 2? With an insecure Jungkook this time? And Jimin comforting him in the end? Hurt/Comfort, and Angst with a happy ending, pleaseeeee

sure thing!! this actually works perfectly with a weightlifting fairy au i know just what to write about hehehe. thanks for sending! (pt 1)

+ jungkook sat inside the locker room. another false start, another disqualification. he couldn’t figure out why his vision and hearing goes out every time he had a big race. this had been the fourth time that he had been disqualified. he was ready to give up. 

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anonymous asked:

Could you maybe do zenyatta for the prom thingy??

Thingy. That’s a word i use all too often in life XD

With a long sigh of relief, you flopped down on your bed and relaxed at the familiarity it gave you. It had been awhile since you had been home to your parents house. Lately you’d been working at Over watch as a medic in training, going on missions and learning under the watchful eye of Mercy.

So to come home for a break really felt like a relief. You had missed them and felt a bit homesick, but you were really proud of the work you did.

“Y/N, your parents seem quite nice,” said a soft, robotic voice that sounded rather relieved. Lifting your head, you saw your omnic boyfriend, Zenyatta, floating by the door. It seemed he was uncertain what to do in your room.

The whole trip had made you both a bit nervous. While human/omnic relationships were much more common now, you hadn’t told your parents that you boyfriend was a omnic. But you were proud of him all the same, having fallen for the kindness and peaceful nature he had.

“I’m glad. They seem to approve of you…it makes me happy you get along.,” you said, knowing your parents actually quite liked him.

“Of course. Your family is important to me because they are important to you,” he says calmly.

Zenyatta turned slowly and you could tell he was looking around the room. While he had his own room at Overwatch, there was little he kept. Usually Zenyatta liked being in the garden anyway. So seeing your room, a robin blue and filled with so many things, was curious to him.

Floating over to your desk, he studied the montage of pictures of you from over the years, the people you had met. Reaching up, one specifically caught his attention and he gently plucked it from the wall.

“You are wearing a dress,” Zenyatta said in surprise, moving to the bed to perch beside you.

Sitting up, you peeked over and saw he was holding one of your prom photo’s. Cheeks flushing, you ran a hand through your hair nervously. “That, uh, is my prom picture,” you said, a bit embarrassed.

A beep or two came from Zenyatta, and you knew he only beeped when he really liked something. “What is a prom?” he asked instead.

Looking surprised, you realized Zenyatta had never gone to school and would never have gone to a prom or done half the things that you’d been given the chance to. Zenyatta was studying the photo with interest, fingers stroking across your dress in fascination.

“A prom is a very special dance that occurs when you graduate school…its like a party, where everyone dresses up in really nice clothes and you go with dates and friends you graduated with…” you tried to explain, unsure if it made complete sense to him or yourself. Maybe it’d be easier to look up the definition and some examples?

“…I’ve never danced before. Is dancing fun?” Zenyatta asked, looking up at you after a moment.

Blinking, the question startled you. “I guess it is, yes. You’ve never danced before?” you asked, finding it kind of sad. You couldn’t help wondering if he’d be a good dancer.

The sad shake of his head made up your mind.

Getting up, you offered him your hand. “Do you want to try?” you asked gently.

After a moment, Zenyatta shyly handed you his hand and got up. Slowly he put his feet to the floor, and let you pull his arms around you. “Is…is this okay?” Zenyatta asked softly.

With a smile, you nodded and wrapped your arms around his neck, resting against him. “Now we just start swaying and turning slowly and…thats slow dancing,” you said, turning a slow song on your phone.

The two of you swayed and held each other. You loved being in his arms, resting your cheek to his metal chest. Zenyatta’s hands cradled you very gently, as if you’d break.

After ten minutes, he gave you a gentle spin he’d witnessed once in a movie. “I like dancing,” Zenyatta said. “Almost as much as i like you.” It was really cute when he tried flirting with you.

Chuckling, you pressed a kiss to his chin.

“I like dancing with you too, Zenyatta.”

Do you feel like a man, when you push her around?

Request: Can you do a hotch and reader kind of like the one you did where the reader is abused by her boyfriend but instead of Hotch finding her later, he comes in while he’s sexually abusing her? & then he admits his feelings for her later on? Protective Hotch is a beaut👏🏼


Rating: R

Pairing: Hotch/Reader

I just want to add that if you EVER say no- its abuse. Trust me. I know. ~AdminAnna


Jason said you interpreted it wrong. He said he just wanted you, that you had turned him on and he couldn’t stop. He shouldn’t have to stop. He said you were just over reacting and that he cared about you.

Maybe you were over reacting, you’d thought at the time. You knew he loved you. He hadn’t come out and said it yet, but you knew he did. He’d do anything for you. He was drunk. It was the alcohol. You forgave him, and everything went on as normal.

He always got annoyed when you’d go on a case, but everything blew over. He was always so happy when you got back. You started to think maybe that night had all been a bad dream, maybe it hadn’t happened.

Until a month later when you got home from a week long case.

“Jason!” You called when you came in the door, “I’m home! I brought food.”

You set the bags of Chinese down on the counter. The TV was on, you could hear it. You padded over to your living room.

Jason practically lived with you now. So it wasn’t usual for him to be there when you got home.

“Hey baby,” You beamed at him when you saw him, “I’m home.”

Your eyes floated to the many….. many beer cans on the table. You sighed, closing your eyes briefly. He hadn’t drank this much in a while.

“Finally,” He snorted, scowling at you, “You were due home an hour ago.”

“Sorry,” You bit your lip, pointing over you shoulder, “The Hunan was busy. I grabbed your favorite.”

Jason set the can down on the floor, crushing it with his foot, “It really doesn’t take an hour to go get food.”

You felt your insides swell with panic. Why was he doubting you? Why would you lie about something like this? He stood up, walking over to you.

“I don’t know,” You said quietly, eyes going to the floor, “It was just super busy.”

He put his hands on your shoulder and shoved you back into the wall. You cried out in pain as your back hit the corner. He grabbed your forearm gripping it tightly. You tried to pull your arm back, struggling to get free. His grip just tightened. You looked into his eyes. He was furious.

“I’m sorry okay!” You breathed, “I’m sorry you’re right its all my fault.”

He started at you hard for a coupe long moments before dropping his grip. He ran a hand through your hair.

“Thats okay.” Jason smiled at you, “You just need to realize when you mess up. Communication is huge and if you don’t talk to me we’ll never work okay?”

You nodded, tears coming to your eyes. Of course it was your fault. He pressed a kiss to your forehead and went into the kitchen to grab his dinner.

You ended up with a large bruise on your forearm, right below your wrist. It was the middle of summer, too hot to wear long sleeves. You’d packed yours all away in storage. You searched through your closet until you found a shirt that came almost to the top of the bruise. It was flow-y and you were hoping no one would notice. Just act normal. Everything would be alright.

Hotch met you at the elevator to go up.

“Morning,” He smiled at you.

Just like that, your insides melted like butter. All the stress left your body. Of all the people Jason accused you of liking, he’d never guessed the truth.

“Hey Hotch.” You smiled at him, getting in.

You two chatted on the way up. You couldn’t help pulling your sleeve down again and again. You didn’t want anyone to see it. Especially Hotch. You weren’t aware, but he started to notice your habbit.

“Are you alright?” He asked, letting you off first.

“W-what?” You stuttered, “I’m fine. Just fine.”

He didn’t believe you. He watched you throughout the day, noticing you were acting really differently. The thing that kept sparking his confusion was your sleeve. He didn’t understand why you kept toying with it. Before the end of the day, he called you into his office.

“What’s wrong with your arm Y/N” Hotch said quietly, not waisting any time as you closed the door behind you.

You looked at the ground, shuffling your feet, “Nothing. Its…. I got sunburn and it hurts. That’s all.”

“Let me see,” He said softly.

You looked into his eyes, and knew you couldn’t resist. Anything Aaron asked of you, you would do. You held out your arm tentatively and he took your hand in his. With his other, he pushed your sleeve up. He inhaled sharply, staring at the large bruise.

“Did Jason do this to you?” He hissed.

You looked up into his eyes. He was furious. He was staring at you as if to will the bruise away.

“I just messed up,” You pulled your arm back, “I apologized and everything’s fine.”

You messed up?” His voice rose, “Y/N no matter what you did this is never okay. He hurt you! He bruised you.”

You pressed your back up against the door, “He said it was my fault.”

“Y/N! Sweetheart,” He bounded forward, taking your face in his hands, “You’re amazing. I promise you, it wasn’t your fault.”

You two stood like that for a couple moments.

“You have to leave him,” Aaron breathed, “You can come home with me. We can go get your stuff.”

“I can’t leave him,” Tears rained down your face.

“You can,” Aaron’s voice was like iron, “And you will. I won’t let him do this to you any more. Do you understand me.”

You nodded, coming to terms with Aaron’s plan. He was right. You had to go. You had to leave.

“I have to go get stuff by myself,” You wrapped your arms around his waist, tugging yourself to his chest.

He put his chin on your head, “No. No way.”

“Jason won’t be there,” You mumbled, “And if he is I can say I have another case. You can’t come with me. That’s my condition.”

“Okay,” Aaron tried to sooth you, “Okay.”

You pulled away from him, looking down at the floor again. Before you could wipe the tears off your cheeks, his thumb did it for you. You looked up at the elder agent. He was smiling down at you. You made sure you were okay then you two walked down to the garage. You walked to your car and looked back over you shoulder at him. He was smiling reassuringly at you. You inhaled and exhaled.

“See you in one hour.” Aaron said.

“One hour,” You confirmed.

You got in your car and drove. You just concentrated on the destination. He was suppose to be at work. You would be fine. You would just grab your overnight bag and drive to Aaron’s. You could be with Aaron. You could FINALLY be with Aaron.

You ran up the stairs quickly. Unlocking the door and rushing in. You looked into the living room. Thank god. No one was there. You ran into the bedroom, throwing open the drawers. You tossed random items into a bag.You grabbed your toiletries. You stuffed it into the bag and zipped it.

Then you heard the door open. Your stomach fell. He was back. You cursed to yourself. Its okay. You told yourself to stay calm. You slowed yourself down. You grabbed your things and headed for the door.

“I have another case,” You said, not making eye contact, “I have to go.”

“What?” He hissed.

You refused to meet his eye, but you could feel him approach you. You didn’t move.

“Im sorry. I have to go.”

He grabbed you, pulled you to him, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“You’re not going anywhere.” He tugged at your shirt until it tore.

“What are you doing?” You scowled, “stop that.”

He didn’t listen. His one arm was like iron around your waist. You tried to squirm away, but he wouldn’t let go. He tore your shirt and he let it fall to the floor. He tried to kiss you but you turned your head away.

You tried to fight him, but he was so much larger then you. His lips were at your neck and he tore your shirt down your legs. You couldn’t scream. It was like your throat closed up.

“You’re mine,” He growled, biting into your chest, “You’re not going anywhere you’re fucking MINE.”

Suddenly, he was off you. You tumbled to the floor. You couldn’t hold yourself up. You looked up. Aaron had him by the throat agains the wall.

“Fucking touch her again,” Aaron growled, “I’ll kill you. I’ll KILL YOU.”

Jason tried to swing, he was drunk so he missed. Aaron got him facedown and cuffed him.

“Assaulting a Federal Agent. You’re under arrest.”

The cops actually showed up. It turns out one of your neighbors had called them. Aaron let them take him and then came to wrap his arms around you. He took off his jacket, wrapping it around you first then wrapping you in his arms. You just shook. He held you for what seemed like hours. He spoke sweet nothings into your ear and let you cry it out.

“Its okay.” He breathed, putting his head in your neck, “You’re with me now. And I won’t let anything happen to you.”

anonymous asked:

Sort of fluff idea...what about if he couldn't reach you for a while or he thought something To happened to you but you came home fine. He was all upset and you were so confused as to why, just didn't get his calls or something. How he would be when you walked through the door and he felt so relieved but kind of annoyed.

This ended up a lot longer and WAY more angsty than I originally intended… but I never write angst, so this is a first.  Enjoy.

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