the muse imagining

My Muse || Jughead Jones Imagine

word count: 1019

warnings: none

feedback is nice!


Jughead Jones, a byronic hero, was intriguing to say the least. He was someone you could stare at for hours and never get bored. Maybe that’s why you started to draw him. You had always been into art but you just couldn’t find the right muse, until now. Jughead was sitting a couple booths in front of you doing god knows what on his laptop. Trying to be as inconspicuous as you could, you pulled out your notebook and started to sketch. What you have noticed all the times you’ve drawn Jughead, were the little facial expressions he made while typing on his laptop. He was cute to put it mildly. The way his eyebrows furrowed in concentration as he worked, or the faint smile that would make its way onto his face if he was pleased with his writing. Glancing up at him again so you could add to your drawing, you noticed he was looking out the window. As if he could sense you gazing at him, he looked at you. Immediately after making eye contact, you looked down at your notebook hoping he couldn’t tell how red your face was or the fact that you were drawing him. Taking a chance, you looked back to him, he was typing away like nothing even happened. Taking a deep breath in, you packed up your stuff and left.

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Muse - “No Skills”

hi guys!!! here’s the next part to the series :) (aka part 2 to this post)

i’m about to put a link to a masterlist so it’ll be easier to navigate (masterlist with a grand total of 2 pieces)

ANOTHER HEIGHTS REFERENCE TITLE i know guys it’ll make sense the further along we get (unless ur already onto me)

anyways - like i said i am a newbie so any and all feedback is appreciated (roast me if u want)

summary: man, he was cute. right? he was so cute! he was sweet and tall and so so so cute and his name was… oh my god what was his name?

word count: 3150+ lmao

warnings: swearing bc i’m a sinner and even more motherfucking smiling (lin’s smile makes me weak in the knees and that translates in2 my work sorry about it)

oh god here we go

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(…) “How did you feel about him before being akumatized?” She turned the recorder to you. “It’s for scientific purposes, so please try to answer truthfully.”

You looked at the expectant eyes staring at you. (…) “I think he’s pretty hot.”

Adrien made a strange sound in his throat and then quickly put a hand over his mouth. The shocked look on the boys’ faces was priceless, but Alya didn’t seem surprised at all.

The Muse, Chapter 10

Imagine your muses going to their local ice rink

  • Muse A flailing and skidding about all over the place, while Muse B is showing off, skating around in circles (but is always around to pick them up again)
  • Or are they both as hopeless as each other? Clinging onto themselves and the barricades for dear life
  • What if they are both fairly good skaters, using as many tricks as possible and putting the rest of the skaters to shame
  • Is Muse A not even daring to go on the ice, shouting words on encouragement to Muse B as the sit on the sidelines, drinking hot chocolate.
  • The whole squad holding hands and guiding each other in loose circles
  • Are they too proud to use the skating aids, or use them ironically?
  • Say your muse skates professionally (or at least highly skilled) how would they feel around people on their ice while they are trying to practice
  • Or do they not even go near the skates and watch an ice show instead?

It was a random idea to ‘just check out’ newt scamander x reader ff posts, you know, out of curiosity. Honestly, I was smitten by Eddie’s portrayal of our tousled haired beast lover that I simply had to take a small step and hit the search button. And those angels buried me in their smutty, fluffy and crazy goodness. I think it is safe to say that I am in love and I am in a happy place now, six hours of infinite scrolling and I finished reading all the categories I searched for, or so I’d like to think. Just WRITE MORE NEWT SCAMANDER SMUT ALREADY, THERE AIN’T ENOUGH!

Need OTP Prompt Blogs?

I see that we all like OTP prompts here. Here’s a list of blogs. Some blogs I found from this post. Some are active; some are inactive. Some have “not safe for work”, some don’t. If you see an 18+ by a blog, I do not condone minors to follow. In fact, if a blog has mature content (like 18+), I do not condone minors to follow! If one of you has these blogs and want it taken down, feel free to inbox me. Add your own blog, too! Have fun!

Soft Whisperings

Summary: Aidan whispers things to you while thinking you’re asleep.

Pairing: Aidan/You

Rating: Fluff

Inspiration: @imagine-aidan

A/N: I saw a post by @imagine-aidan about Aidan whispering things to you in your sleep and it inspired me to write a little thing about it. (Not sure where the post went though xD)

Originally posted by relationshipaims




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Sweet Dreams (a Jack Maynard imagine)

Another late night idea. Another somewhat decent creation from my imagination.

Inspired by his “can’t sleep” Snap Stories. 


“Babe… babe… baby… Y/N.”

You groaned, slightly turning over to face the source of your disturbed slumber.

It happened sometimes. Recently, more often than usual. Your boyfriend, Jack, had been having difficulty sleeping and, as his girlfriend and bed buddy, it was your responsibility to make sure he got at least four hours of rest. Well, at least you took it on yourself to make sure he was well-rested.

“Y/N, are you still awake?” Jack asked, his breath tickling your nose.

“Mmmm,” You mumbled in response, your hand instinctively moving to brush whatever was irritating your nose away. You didn’t realize Jack was that close to your face until your fingers brushed against the metal of his nose ring and down to his lips.

“Love, I can’t sleep,” He whined, draping his arm over you and resting his chin on your chest. “Stay up with me or help me get drowsy, please?”

“…can I just punch you and knock you out?” You mumbled. The back-to-back restless nights were starting to take their toll on you, as well.

“Would you really hurt this handsome face?” Jack asked back.

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Subject A0: In The Glade [ read here ]

“See that shebean, greenie? Yeah, her. She makes the Glade smile, fills all the shanks with hope. She’s got a remarkable combination of fragility and strength, of bewilderment and calmness, and of carefulness and audacity. She loves everyone, but she loves him the most. He was her world, and she was his.”

me: i don’t like listening to the radio nowadays because the songs are always so repetitive
me: *listens to the same song i’ve been listening to on repeat for the 7284874th time*