Anon requests:can you continue the beanies and negotiations series !!! it’s
great btw i really wanna see where it goes !!
please beanies and negotiations part 4 it’s sooo good
Could you PLEASE do a part 4 of Beanies and negotiations?? It’s so good
and I love your writing!
could please do a part 4 for beanies and negotiations it’s sooo good !
love your blog btw
A part four would be aWESOME
Beanies and negotiations part 4??
I think I’m speaking for everyone when I say we want more of Beanies and
flash to the past and a flash to the future
Word count: 1,161
A/N: ok, I’m
gonna be honest with you guys: I did not want to make a 4th
part. I had written the 3rd
part hoping it would give you guys enough closure, but you requested more. Now that I’ve written it, I couldn’t be
happier with this ending. Enjoy!!
(Y/N), Betty, and Archie were running around, playing in the
park. Their giggles resonated through
the neighborhood, all the people down the street able to hear the children
perfectly. Archie’s dad sat on a bench,
supervising them from afar. He smiled at
the three kids, happy to see his son so content with his friends. Suddenly, (Y/N) halted, interrupting their
game of tag.
“Look over there,” she said, pointing her finger. She was pointing at another kid who appeared
to be their age, scrawny and alone. He
sat on a swing and stared down at his shoes.
There was a grey beanie perched on his head, but it was much too big on
“(Y/N),” Betty hissed, “my mom said it’s rude to point.”
“Fine,” (Y/N) replied, putting her finger down. “I won’t point.” Instead, she marched over to the lonesome
boy. His head snapped up when he heard
footsteps approaching him. “Hi,” she
“Hi,” he replied, looking puzzled as to why this girl was
talking to him.
“What’s your name?” she asked.
“That’s a funny name,” she laughed, but she noticed his
angered face and stopped. “I’m (Y/N).” Jughead nodded. “How old are you, Jughead?”
“I’m four,” he replied, sticking out his hand to show the
number on his fingers. (Y/N) beamed.
“I’m four, too!”
Jughead smiled at her and the two children fell into a small
silence. Finally, (Y/N) broke it when
she asked, “Why are you alone?”
“My sister is sick,” he responded, slouching. “So now I have no one to play with.”
“You can play with us!” (Y/N) offered, pointing at her two
friends who were watching from afar.
Jughead’s face lit up.
“Really?” he asked, jumping off the swing. (Y/N) nodded enthusiastically.
“Really! And then we
can all be best friends.” She grabbed
his hand and led him over to Archie and Betty.
“Archie, Betty, this is Jughead.”
“Hi,” Betty smiled, sticking out her hand. Jughead tentatively shook it. “I’m Betty.”
“And I’m Archie,” he waved.
Jughead waved back. The children
quickly resumed their game of tag, this time, Jughead joining them. They played for hours until the sky began to
darken, Riverdale turning orange under the sunset’s light.
“Kids!” Archie’s dad called out, standing up from the
bench. “It’s time to go.” The four kids exchanged bittersweet smiles,
waving goodbye to their newfound friend.
After that day, Betty, Archie, and (Y/N) started begging to
go to the park every day from dawn till dusk.
The four of them soon became attached at the hip, and you could not see
one person without the other three close behind. Soon, all of Riverdale grew fond of the tight-knitted
Two years later, the four inseparable friends found
themselves in Archie’s backyard. Their shrieks
of delight filled Mr. Andrews, who was watching from inside the kitchen, with
warmth. They had just grown bored of a
game of hide-and-seek, and while Betty and Archie just sat in the grass,
Jughead and (Y/N) continued to chase each other around. Suddenly, Jughead stopped, causing (Y/N) to
turn around. He took off his beanie and,
grinning madly, got down on one knee.
Betty and Archie gasped as they ran over to watch.
“(Y/N),” Jughead started, holding out his beaning like a
ring, “will you marry me?” (Y/N) beamed
as she stared at her best friend. She
took the beanie from his hands and placed it on her head, then helped Jughead
“We’re much too young to get married, Juggie,” she
responded, and Jughead deflated. “But-”
he perked up, “ask me again when we’re eighteen and I’ll say yes.”
“You promise?” Jughead asked, holding out his pinky. (Y/N) smiled and nodded, hooking her pinky
Flash forward twelve years, after the first proposal and
Jason Blossom’s death. Past the beanie
incident and the flannel, jacket, and sweater incidents. After the kiss at Pop’s, and many more that
happened after that night.
Twelve years after Jughead proposed to (Y/N) with a grey
beanie, they graduated. Through the
years, their friend group grew to include others, such as Kevin and Veronica. After the graduation ceremony, they went to
the Lodge’s house for a celebration. The
party was in full swing: music blasting from the speakers, snacks filling up
tables, and graduated high school students dancing everywhere. (Y/N) had managed to get Jughead on the dance
floor, both of them laughing at each other’s lack of dancing skills. She wore his grey beanie and a wide grin.
The party began to die down, everyone growing tired after
their long day. Most people were sitting
on the couch, quietly chatting amongst themselves. (Y/N) sat on Jughead’s lap as they both
conversed with Betty and Veronica.
Suddenly, Jughead got up from under (Y/N).
“Excuse me, can I have everyone’s attention?” he yelled,
successfully silencing the guests. “Thank
you. Now if you didn’t happen to already
know this, (Y/N) and I have been together for quite a while.” Everyone in the room chuckled. (Y/N) looked up at Jughead with a puzzled
“What are you doing, Juggie?” she whispered, although
everyone was able to hear her. Jughead
winked at her and continued.
“But something most of you probably didn’t know is that I
proposed to (Y/N).” The crowd gasped
dramatically, and Jughead smirked. “When
we were six.” Everyone rolled their eyes
and laughed. Jughead grabbed (Y/N)’s
hand and made her stand up with him. “And
she said no! Something about how we were
too young,” he scoffed, and she giggled.
“But she did promise me she’d say yes one day. When we were eighteen, in fact.” He got down on one knee, and everyone gasped,
“Oh my god,” she muttered under her breath, her hands
covering her mouth in shock. Tears began
to cloud her eyes.
“(Y/N),” Jughead began, fishing around in his pocket. “I have loved you since the day I proposed to
you. For a long time after that, I
thought we were just friends, and I thought that you liked it that way. And it took me a long while to realize it,
but with the help of some of our friends-” Archie, Betty, Veronica, and Kevin
shared a smirk, “I realized that we were meant to be more. Now, I’m gonna try this again, and I’m hoping
this time you’ll say yes. Because, you
know, you pinky promised you would when we were six.” Jughead pulled out a small box and opened it,
revealing a beautiful, sparkling ring. “(Y/N),”
he asked, eyes full of hope, “will you marry me?”
(Y/N) couldn’t speak.
She gleefully nodded, attempting to wipe some of the tears off her face.
“Yes,” she finally managed to choke out, laughing. “Yes, of course, Juggie.” The whole room burst into cheers, and Jughead
shot up, placed the ring on (Y/N)’s finger, and kissed her.
Betty turned to Veronica, smiles plastered on both of their
faces, and whispered, “Thank god for that beanie.”
I think the concept/story in Not Today is rather easy but I’ll show you step by step what I think what happened.
The MV starts with shots of a mountain and BTS and black dressed people running on a road uphill
They want to reach the top so they’re running and rushing.
But suddenly we see Jungkook’s eye and a reflection of himself standing alone between his fallen friends.
I’ll later tell you who shot them. But for now we see a flash back: Jungkook running in front and suddenly Taehyung and Jin get shot right behind him. Jk is shocked.
But the flashback gets cut off by the writing “Not Today” and fire bruns on the screen. This tells us that this sad event won’t happen today, they’ll prevent it.
Now they tell us the story, their story. It starts of in a big building. The camera zooms in on the ground floor, indicating that they started fro the bottom.
Namjoon walks to a group go black dressed people. But he opens his arms welcomingly, they are his friends. The people are sitting on the floor, obedient, looking down. But not Namjoon. He’s dressed more colourful and standing. He tells them to fight (Today we fight!) and that is when they stand up and join him.This is also when the fire from the beginning is there again, representing their power, strength, will. The don’t want to be obedient and live in hiding. That is when the other members join too, helping Namjoon.
And because of their hard work and their power the room starts to break, they came one step closer to their dreams. they want to get higher.
The scene transitions to Jungkook who came to the roof of the building. But he’s alone. He was faster and stronger than the others (like we see in the running scenes later). The members join him shortly after, but he looked lost for a moment, all alone on this big rooftop. The other people are now throwing away their jackets. They are breaking free, ready to fight, letting the old behind them. becoming a little more like their leaders BTS.
But the other members are struggling more than jungkook that’s why Namjoon is next seen still inside the building but with more light than before. It shows that he needed more time than Jungkook.
Next we see a shot of the sky and them running uphill again. They want to reach the sky, they want to fly, they want higher. They broke out of the building and now out in the world looking for a way to achieve their dreams. Everyone is trying really hard but they aren’t all running at the same speed, Jungkook is in the front, once again seemingly progressing faster than the others.
But they are dancing on ice. this means two things: 1. it’s not spring yet, it is still hard and cold it’s still winter, they still have to fight. 2. It is easy to trip and fall if you go too hard or too fast. It’s risky. But it is their path up to the sky (that’s why it is reflecting the sky)
But the problem was that they were running next to each other not with each other. Everyone was going on their own, everyone was using their own strength only focusing on surviving and achieving their dreams, not looking out for the others. So they were easy to attack. So when every single member started facing hardships (got shot) and fell, that was the first time Jungkook was looking at them, but it was too late. They were already on the ground. Even their other friends. They didn’t get chased by them, they were running together.
This is were the actual flashback ends, so we see his eye again.
But this is what will not happen, at least not today! This is what BTS will prevent from happening. So now the scenery switches. Instead of snow and lighter colors, now it’s night. Dark colors and sparks are symbolising their fighting spirit.
And yes they are still running but now they are in a formation, looking out for each other, acting as a teams.
So in the end when the last shot comes, they stand together tightly and no one falls. Together they are bulletproof!
It ends with the fire once again, symbolising that this is what will happen, what they will make happen, what they are capable of. You never walk alone! That’s their message! We’ll all fight together, not just side by side but in a team, our ARMY.
I hope you liked it because I’m really sure that this is true or at least most of it. What do you think?
Summary: It’s late at night and in the midst of getting yourself a cup of tea you hear Bucky making some mysterious noises in his room.
Warnings: smutty smut, masturbation, fluffish, Sergeant kink, metal hand kink
A/N: I’m sitting at my kitchen table writing this and I can wholeheartedly say that writing has taken over my life and I love it. I’ve had to awkwardly click off this page so many goddamn times because my family keeps walking behind me and guys it’s so uncomfortable.
You picked up your cup of tea and strutted down the hallway. You were wide awake, another nightmare had plagued your dreams and woken you up panting. You hoped the cup of tea in your hand would soothe you, stopping your body from shaking, and help you fall back to sleep.
You slowed down as you passed by each door, not wanting to wake up anyone up. You stopped outside of Bucky’s, tempted to go inside. You wondered if he was awake, if he’d hold you and listen to the details of your nightmare. You nearly dropped your cup when you heard the faintest moan through the door.
“Shit!” The word slipped passed Bucky’s lips, it was barely audible through the thick wood keeping you out. You pressed your ear too the door, desperate to hear more. “It feels so good, fuck…” Another moan left him as you heard him drop down onto his mattress.
Set in the 40’s. Y/N was your stereotypical girl next door, growing up in the apartment right across the hall from James Buchanan Barnes. She had always been the shy, reserved girl; she was the complete opposite of the enigmatic ladies man. Despite their proximity, she was sure that he didn’t even know she existed. What happens when they run into one another during a night out on the town? Is just one night all it really takes?
Word Count: 3,408
Warnings: swearing, smut
You sighed, adjusting your dress as you gazed into the mirror. Even though it was still rather conservative, you couldn’t help but notice that it was more revealing than you were used to. The neckline plunged rather low, the collar fastened with a bow that drew attention to your cleavage. The waist was cinched, showing off your figure. Paired with the red heels that your friends had chosen for you, you were looking like a regular bombshell. Your friends had insisted that you go out with them tonight. You had turned them down too many times. They said that now, of all days, you had to accompany them. The newest army recruits would be shipping out tomorrow, and it was sure to be a lively night.
After an ugly breakup between you and your boyfriend of nearly one year, Jimin – you’re not only heartbroken, but absolutely irate at the things discovered after the two of you split up. One night while under the influence of pure unadulterated anger and alcohol, you and your best friend come up with the perfect plan to get back at him. Because, after all, you do know what they say, right?
If he breaks your heart, you fuck his best friend.
The gentle click of heels against the linoleum floor - almost drowned out by the muffled music coming from the end of the corridor. A cracked door, the only light source in a space that had no windows. When Jeongyeon had told you that Hoseok would be practicing late, you almost didn’t believe her. You and he had never been close. The only time you ever spoke was when Jimin would bring you over to the frat house and most of the time Hoseok would be making out with his girlfriend or fucking her loud enough that when she would leave his room - dazed with messy lipstick and a bubbly expression on her face, the boys would tease her nonstop until a blush rose on her cheeks.
Genre: Angst/fluff/(future)smut || dance captain!hoseok, bad boy!au, uni!au
Pairing: Reader x Hoseok
Summary: Jung Hoseok was once the sweetheart of the school, the dance captain whom every girl, including you, can’t help but fall head over heels for. But like the force of the ever-glowing sun, everything that rises must also set. A year of inactivity later and he’s now the school’s resident bad boy. You’re a firm believer of allowing the past be the past, and yet you can’t help but wonder where the risen sun has gone into hiding—because perhaps its shadows have out-shined its own radiance.
“My mom wants me to become more involved at the school,” you sighed, walking with Taehyung to P.E.
The last few days your mom had been hinting that she wanted you to become involved, “like your brother”. You’d done your best to act clueless in order to get her to drop the subject, but she’d finally confronted you and outright told you that she wanted you to become more involved.
Number One: “The skirt is supposed to be this short.”
“I can’t believe this is your dirty secret.”
Boyd raised his eyebrows, adjusting his belt. “What did you think it was?”
“I don’t know, scrapbooking? Ballroom dance? Secret piccolo prodigy?” Stiles tried to shimmy the massive wedgie out of his buttcrack, but it just slipped in further. God damn it. He was wearing way too many layers to go after it, at least two of them chainmail.
“Piccolo?” Boyd’s tone itself wasn’t threatening, but picking up a broadsword and sheathing it on his belt certainly was. It was much bigger than Stiles’ sword, that was for sure.
“Come on, dude. Do you really not see the irony of a literal werewolf LARPing? And not as a werewolf? You wouldn’t even need prosthetics!”
“It’s not roleplaying if you’re just being yourself.”
“Okay, but why roleplay when you’re already a badass? Let’s face it, if anyone here should be roleplaying, it’s the pack human who doesn’t have superpowers.”
“They aren’t superpowers!” Derek’s usual reflex response came from behind the curtain, and then he added, “Are you sure you didn’t give me Kira’s outfit?”
Boyd rolled his eyes like they were the ones being unreasonable here. “Yes, I’m still sure. Come out.”
Stiles couldn’t actually hear it, but it was like a sixth sense by now; he knew Derek sighed before yanking back the crookedly hanging sheet that served as a dressing room in a corner of their massive canvas pack tent.
the best part about this entire thing is that it took me seeing this and only this and it inspired 6k+ worth of smut, fluff, and drunk!harry being cute. so it’s really cute, then filthy, and then cute again, and then filthy one last time so it has BALANCE. also based on this blurb i posted yesterday! enjoy <3
“Think it’ll be the best night f’my life f’you go an’ catch that bouquet,” he says in answer to your earlier question, and your eyes go wide and you shake your head almost instantly. “Absolutely not – have you ever been part of a bouquet toss? Those women will claw me t’the death tryin’ t’get it,” you reason, and he pouts.
“Please, baby – promise I’ll kiss it better,” he says, and you almost give in because he’s properly pouting like a child right now, but you look over to where all the bachelorettes have gathered, and you scrunch your nose. “Y’can buy me a bouquet f’roses and throw ‘em at me, ‘f that’s really what you want t’see happenin’,” you offer, and Harry literally whines. “Baby–” he starts, and you cut him off, “No.”
It goes on like that until the final call for the girls to gather and Harry shrugs. “Fine then. I guess I’ll go,” he says, and you give him a look of confusion, your eyebrows knitted together, until you realize he means he’s joining the bouquet toss.
Harry and Y/N go to a wedding in Hawaii and he joins in on the bouquet toss when you refuse
Summary: You two are from different houses (i used ravenclaw here, but any other will do) and dont particularly like each other or get along at all. things get steamy one drunk night when all word filters are out of the picture. Warnings: biting kink (and smut, duh). Enjoy ;)
The unbearably long day was slowly nearing to an end with only one class left. Naturally, it was one with the Slytherins. It was agonizing. You couldn’t avoid exchanging a few offensive swear words every time you ran into any of them in the halls. The worst was with Malfoy, the vain boy, proud of his heritage to an extent. It wasn’t until the fourth year that we had actually spoken a word to each other. Before that, it was only brisk eye contacts, his orbs sparkling with disgust. Then, one day I decided to let my mouth outrun my brain as I sad to him: “You don’t have to act like an arsehole if you don’t really want to, you know? Nobody is going to think less of you if you skip voicing your rather unnecessary opinion once in a while.” It was on a Wednesday like this one, the Charms class we had together had just ended. Draco had made a snarky remark on one of my housemate’s ‘ridiculous performance in the simplest charms’. The whole room was dead silent as i finished my sentence. He directed me a glare filled with wrath and said something that would’ve got me detention for a week hadn’t my friends held me back. “Why don’t YOU do everyone a favor and take your ugly presence elsewhere? I would suggest the sewers, where you’d fit in nicely,” that disgusting smirk of victory dancing on his too pale face.
"Stiff wiseacre.“ Draco’s voice rang through my ears as he pushed me away to enter the classroom first. My response rolled off my tongue immediately. “Bleached arsehole.” He turned around, staring at me intensely and would have surely directed me a couple more swear words before Flitwick entered the room and asked us to take our seats. “Why don’t you two just snog already,” my friend whispered as we sat down. “Excuse me?” My eyebrows furrowed and the corners of my mouth turned downwards in distress. “Oh please, Y/N. The sex tension between you two is flaming.” “I fucking hate him.” “You might as well hold a giant banner saying ‘sex tension’ the second you two as much as look at each other.” “You’re gonna make me vomit, will you, for the love of God, just stop?” And she did, snickering to herself when the professor started talking.
Later that week, I sat in the Great Hall eating dinner. Much to my dismay, I couldn’t help but let my mind slip into thoughts about Draco. Ever since Jean had drawn my attention to the apparent sexual tension going on, I wouldn’t stop thinking about it. In class my eyes would linger a bit too long on his neck, tracing his smooth skin before I shake my head, snapping out of my bubble. My cheeks would heat up and my palms would get sweaty if he caught me gazing at his lips. “I hate him, what the hell is going on,” I murmured to myself, my words getting lost into the noise of the room. As I lifted my stare I saw Draco strutting to the Slytherin table. My insides twitched when he ran his hand through his sleek hair and connected our gazes. I quickly looked away, a little less discreetly than I wanted to. “I’m finished. You going,”I asked Jean standing up from my chair. “Yeah, I’m coming.”
Before I was ready, another Wednesday rolled around. I caught myself anxiously excited to be able to stare at the young Malfoy from the back of the room. I was standing in front of the classroom with my friends as his voice rang through my ears: “Geek fest, is it?” I felt intense heat rise in me, travelling all the way to my face. I turned to him, opening my mouth to direct him a couple of insults, but my words got stuck in my throat and all I managed to do is cough. The smirk he had playing on his lips disappeared for a second, expressing his confusion, but returned soon enough. Draco walked backwards to the classroom, his eyes piercing through me. All I could do was stare at him and his perfect blue orbs as well. “What the hell was that?” I turned to my friends, every single one of them giving me confused looks.
“Are you going to that party,” Jean asked me about a week later. We were sitting in the Ravenclaw common room, my nose buried in a Potions book. “What party,” I replied without so much as lifting my gaze. “The one that seventh-year girl invited us to. Remember?” “Yeah, I’m not going.”
“Seriously? Why not?” She sounded irritated.
“I don’t know. This whole house unity people are trying to achieve sounds too good to be true. Plus, what if somebody catches us?”
“Oh come on, you are being paranoid, Y/N. You’re going. There will be alcohol.” She ended the last sentence in a sing-song voice.
“Even worse. I don’t want to go, Jean. Will the Slytherins be there?”
“I don’t know. Why?”
The way my cheeks started burning every time there was even an insinuation Draco was going to come up in a conversation started to annoy me. “I’m just trying to avoid unnecessary contact with them.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Is this about Malfoy?”
“What? What about him.” My words were shaky and too rushed.
“Oh Merlin, it is! When did this start? This is so exciting. It’s like in the books! Worst enemies fall for each-”
“Stop,” I yelled standing up, “you’re making this up, just like you made up the ‘sexual tension’.” I air quoted the last words.
“That is easily the biggest lie I’ve ever heard. You are totally whipped.”
“Shut up. Are you hearing yourself?! This is Malfoy we’re talking about!”
“Okay, so prove it. Come to the party.”
“Bet your ass I’m going to.”
The hall echoed as my shoes hit the stone floor. I reached the Room of Requirement and joined the group of fellow Ravenclaws standing in front of it, elicting a couple of whistles from my friends. “Wow, Y/N. Who’s this all for?” “Hmm, I don’t know,” I said in a playful voice,”certainly not for you Theo.” I avoided Jean’s gaze as people laughed at my remark.
We entered the party, the Room of Requirement now spacious,decorated and already crowded. Sofas and chairs were scattered all over. “Welcome guys,” a seventh-year Griffindor yelled over the music,”make yourselves at home!” I grabbed myself a glass of Firewhiskey and searched the room as I took a swig. My heart jumped when I saw Malfoy standing against a wall with a drink in his hand. My eyes then fell on a girl he was talking to. She was beautiful and obviously very interested in him. “Stop,” I mumbled into my chin, trying to get rid of the undeniable feeling of jealousy growing inside. “Hey, Y/N! We’re starting a game of spin the bottle. Wanna join?” “No thanks. Maybe later.” “I’m sure your Slytherin prince will be playing,” Jean whispered, making sure nobody else heard. “And I’m sure I do not care,” I said through gritted teeth,”see you later Jean. Have fun.” “Okay. Right back at you.” She winked at me. I hated how right she was, how much I wished he would ditch that Slytherin girl and got his ass over here and pinned me to the cold wall. How much I wanted his hands everywhere… ‘Oh God, please stop,’ I thought rubbing my temple. ‘You don’t have a chance anyway.’
My gaze was fixed on him. No matter how hard I tried, my stares, my thoughts, everything kept going back to him, as I went to get another drink, as I talked to other people, as I tried to dance. Finally, Theo came up to me, offering me a cigarette. “One of the Muggle-borns smuggled some for us.” I gladly took one. Lighting it quickly with his lighter. It was a guilty pleasure. My eyes shot in Malfoy’s direction once again. Theo turned. “Who are you eyeing tonight?” “No one,” I said quickly.
I leaned against a wall, blowing smoke through my lips slowly. I didn’t even try to break my habit of glancing at the alluring blond boy across the room, only this time finding his stare on me. I quickly shifted, trying to look everywhere except in his direction, taking another drag. “Here, take the whole pack. We have more over there. Now, if you’ll excuse me, some fine birds are waiting to be caged by this beauty.” “Mhmm,” I barely listened to him, snatching the cigarettes from his hand.
I couldn’t shake the magnetic need to eye Draco. I took an upset smoke when I saw him pushing himself of the wall and leaning to the girl’s ear to whisper something, touching her shoulder in the process. Then everything felt frozen,slow and cold when Draco’s darkened blue orbs pierced through me, his tall figure making his way over. My fingertips tingled, adrenaline shooting through my body. He took his time, walking slowly and arrogantly and I almost forgot how to stand and what to do with my hands. After what felt like an eternity, Malfoy lessened the distance and leaned next to me against the wall. We didn’t say anything as I took a drag and blew it out tediously slowly.
“You know,” he started, looking straight ahead,”people say it’s rude to stare.” My heart raced out of my chest, I cleared my throat soundlessly in a poor attempt to keep my composure. “Really?” He finally turned his head to me, but I stood still, desperately trying to look cool smoking my cigarette. “Yeah. But sometimes,” Draco leaned forward, letting his breath skim over my skin,”it can be quite flattering.” For a few seconds I allowed myself to be frozen, a breath stuck in my throat, before I snapped out of it. “That’s really great for you, Malfoy.” He chuckled, sending shivers down my spine. “That’s the first time I ever heard you say my name.” I could practically feel the stupid grin on his face. I rolled my eyes, taking another drag.
He leaned in even more, his lips now dangerously close to my ear. “Are we going pretend I didn’t just catch you staring at me 20 times in the past 5 minutes?” His voice came out as a whisper. With sudden courage exploding in me, I looked him in the eyes, an orgasmic feeling buzzing in my head. ‘He totally wants this too.’
“So what are you going to do about it, Malfoy?” “I love the way you say that.” Draco’s hand touched my hip, then slid to rest on the small of my back. I took in a loud shaky breath, dropping what little was left of my cigarette to the floor. “I don’t know,” he came back to answering my question,”I might ask you to join me outside so we can talk about this.” I peered into his eyes again, quickly dropping my gaze to his lips. “Talk?” My voice was slow and hoarse and I could swear I saw a flash of satisfaction explode in his blue orbs.
Draco’s cold hand found my wrist and he pulled me towards the door. There wasn’t a speck of me that tried or wanted to protest. We were out of the room in a matter of seconds and, before I was ready, his hands were on my hips, pinning me hard to the wall. I let out a quiet squeal, closing my eyes. Draco leaned in, me expecting him to kiss me, but instead started tracing my jawline with his scorching lips. He reached my neck and kissed it with pressure, earning an ‘oh God’ from me. I could feel him smile into my skin before he continued. It was so slow and bursting with lust. My everything was burning and I tangled my hands into Draco’s hair and tugged, adding a small hip roll over him. The Slytherin released a loud moan into my neck, finally pulling back to connect our lips.
The kiss was filled with need and passion and I surprised myself when I broke it to ask:”Is your dorm empty?” His eyes searched my face for a second, before adding a smirk. “We’ll find out.”
The trip to the Slytherin dorms was brisk, with a few short kisses shared along the way. He made me block my ears as he said the password and we were up the stairs is seconds. Draco smiled when we discovered the dorm was, in fact, empty. He pulled out his wand and murmured a couple of spells. “What are you doing?” “I’m locking the door,” he said too harshly,”I thought you Ravenclaws were supposed to be smart.” “Shut up,” I replied, holding back a smile. “I also cast a silencing spell for you.”
A jolt of heat shot through me, going straight to my pussy. His hands slid from my back to my ass as he pushed me towards his bed, my shirt and tie lost in the process. My knees hit the edge of the bed and I grabbed his own tie pulling him into a wet, hot kiss. I fell onto the bed, followed with Draco landing on top of me, a bulge very apparent in his pants. I used this opportunity to grind up on him, enticing another throaty moan, him following my actions and rolling his hips creating friction. My hands worked on his tie and shirt before discarding them and tracing his chest and abs, finding their way to his belt. I went a little lower, stroking him over the fabric.
“Oh God, what you do to me,” he whispered after a loud shaky breath, making me shudder. I was gone in the moment. I wanted to let go and simply let Draco take care of me. “Bite me.” My voice was barely audible, whispered into his warm lips. He froze his actions. “Excuse me?” I bit his lip slowly and tenderly. Draco’s eyes were fixed on mine as he got the memo. He smiled slightly and compiled, starting first on my own lips, then transitioning to my neck. I barely noticed when the Slytherin’s hand started sneaking down my side, finding its way to the button of my pants. It slid over my underwear with ease, applying little pressure. I exhaled harshly and screamed his last name. My back arched as Draco applied more pressure, rubbing up and down.
His bites became more intense and sloppier and I swear I almost came two minutes into our make out. My fingers tangled into his hair and pulled a little, earning a small moan from the blond. I didn’t stop crying out his name, the last cry followed by:”Oh my God, I’m close.”
Draco slowed down his actions and pulled back to look at me. “Enjoying yourself?” His long fingers rubbed my clit painfully slow and I let out a stressed moan. “What was that?” His voice was smug and sweet. “Malfoy, please.” He was incredibly amused as he observed the way I melted under the slightest touch of his.
“Please what?” I cried out in annoyance. “Hmm?” He hummed right into my ear. “Please go down on me.” “As you wish.”
I wasn’t prepared when Draco pulled my pants down abruptly and planted small kisses on the inside of my thigh, before pulling down my underwear as well and I certainly wasn’t prepared when he lifted me up with ease and flipped me. He placed me to sit on his face. Draco took his time actually getting to the task, kissing and licking everywhere but where I needed him. He finally licked up my slit and I cried out his name. His skilled tongue worked me like a drug as I quickly became a moaning mess trapped under his control.
“Fuck, Malfoy. Fuckfuckfuck.” One of his cold, eager hands held my hip as the other slowly slithered in my folds. I lost all power and began shaking, feeling my orgasm creeping up.
Draco stopped and slid under me. “What are you doing,” I asked turning my head to look at him. The blond took of his pants, leaving him only in his boxers. I felt his hands skim over my skin and then rest on my stomach as he hugged me from behind. “Tell me how much you want me right now.” “Overmuch.” He shot shivers down my spine when he chuckled. “Only after you tell me how good I make you feel.” I groaned and leaned my head back on his shoulder. Draco’s hands unhurriedly slid down to my core, rubbing grievously slow circles on my clit.
“So?” “I have never been turned on like this in my life.” “And?” “And you drive me crazy.” He surprised me by kissing my cheek before sliding his boxers down and started slowly pushing into me. The both of us cried out. “Faster,” I said eagerly and he pushed into me the rest of the way vigorously. “Oh my God, Draco!” He sped up his actions, pumping me as I followed grinding my hips.
I struggled with my breath and screamed and moaned, slipping in quite a few curse words. “Thank Merlin for that silencing spell, huh,” he whispered to me and I felt I was close.
Draco’s fingers started working on my clit again and I couldn’t take it anymore. “Fuck, I’m coming,” I cried as I leaned back into him. After a couple of pumps Draco came as well, biting into my shoulder.
We fell onto his bed exhausted and I slid under the covers, laying on my back. “Wow. Who would’ve thought..,” Draco said. He was laying on his side, propped up on his elbow. I turned my head to him. “What?” “I really didn’t think you’d be so good at this,” he said in his usual Malfoy manner, sounding kinda vain. “Oh yeah? I didn’t think it was that special,” I teased. “Oh please. I destroyed you,” he chuckled.
I opened my sore eyes, blinking a few times to get used to the harsh light in the room. I shot up as I remembered last night’s events and realized that it’s already morning. “Shitshitshit.” I got up, still completely naked and started putting on my clothes. “Mmm I could get used to seeing this in the morning,” I heard Draco’s voice behind me. “Shut the hell up, Malfoy! We’re going to be late for class!” He groaned and rubbed his face.
I made sure I picked up all my things and stormed out the door. Halfway down the stairs I stopped and ran back upstairs. I found Draco already putting on his shirt. “Hey arsehole,” I said,”see you later.” He smiled and before he got to say anything, I was already running down the stairs again.
I stormed into the dark Potions classroom and mumbled an apology. When I sat down next to Jean and looked up, I could see everybody glancing at me. “Y/N,” Jean whisper-shouted. “What?”
Types of Naruto Fanfiction Tropes I Remember Over the Years
sakura, hinata, ino, and tenten are on their way to train and they overhear all of their teammates calling them weak so they decide to get permission from tsunade to leave and train then they come back super boss level. sometimes comes back with kids and its obvious to tell who’s the dads but said dads are oblivious af to the fact
same as the above but the girls become rogue nin and somehow join the akatsuki and fall in love with whichever akatsuki member is in charge of their training
same as the above but this time its just sakura and hinata
sasuke and karin come back to konoha and someway, somehow, karin turns the entire village against sakura, including fucking tsunade [save for maybe one person that in all honesty sakura isn’t even close to, ex. shikamaru but according to sakura they’re just like siblings] so sakura decides to runaway and she joins the akatsuki who all love her because she’s been through so much and meanwhile in konoha everyone is shocked and hurt sakura left them and decide they must bring her back at all cost
same as the above but everyone still thinks sakura is weak etc and don’t want to save her but tsunade realized the error of her ways and makes everyone find her anyway
high school au where sakura, hinata, ino, and tenten are the least popular girls at school who constantly get bullied [maybe temari is included, but usually just those four]. sasuke, naruto, shikamaru, and neji are the most popular dudes in school with a shit ton of crazy fangirls. sakura, hinata, ino, and tenten all decide to stick up to the boys who are also bullies who in turn put all their bullying efforts onto the girls. but guess what, kakashi-sensei who is that teacher who’s always late af to his job/class is doing a group assignment AND GUESS WHO’S CONVENIENTLY PAIRED UP???
high school au where sakura, hinata, ino, and tenten are all skater girls with no interest in dudes but new cute guys sasuke, naruto, shikamaru, and neji fall head over heels in love at first sight but the girls are like buzz off.
did i mention that in all of these high school aus with sakura, hinata, ino, and tenten for some unexplainable reason they all live in this big house/apartment with each other
high school au where sakura is the only one being bullied and is for whatever reason the most hated and bullied girl in the entire school and the most popular [usually ino, sasuke, naruto, etc] decide to devise a plot where either naruto or sasuke trick sakura into falling in love with the respective guy then break her heart but they end up falling in love with her for real. sakura typically comes from a poor/troubled home that makes nards or sauce feel super bad
high school au where sakura is the most hated and bullied girl in school but finds solace and friendship by somehow befriending the most notorius kids in school that everyone calls the Akatsuki
sakura is the most hated and bullied girl in school but instead of the akatsuki thing, she actually has a nighttime persona and ironically enough that nighttime persona is super popular and loved by her peers and one of those peers, usually sasuke, falls for the persona and attempts to woo her whilst also being captivated by sakura whom he is annoyed by but also kind of is intrigued by
sakura isn’t being bullied but doesn’t stand out but she finds a new hobby in dancing or fashion or smth and the ppl who got her into it is the akatsuki
sakura is some kind of jinchuuriki like naruto like a ten-tailed wolf or smth and has been hated by the entire village her entire life save for best friend hinata. isn’t a sasuke fangirl but after being placed onto team 7 there is a love triangle. sometimes a love square if sai is thrown in as a first time ever 4 man squad thing is added
sakura is chosen to be apart of an interrogation thing where she’s the medic for this particular person who turns out to be apart of the akatsuki but through their constant meetings and healing sessions, sakura falls in love with the person and they fall for her and share some passionate kiss and sakura typically helps this guy escape
tsunade has sakura to do an infiltration mission where she literally has to be arrested for some crime, escape authorities, and become a rogue ninja and join the akatasuki whilst somehow getting info about the akatsuki back to konoha. she typically falls in love with whoever she’s partnered with
the akatasuki actually need a medic nin to heal itachi’s eyes, so they decide to kidnap tsunade’s apprentice and force her to heal them and keep her forever. sakura typically either falls in love with itachi or with a diff member.
usually these above akatsuki fics have two ways of being handled: the characters are all p in character for what we’ve seen on screen or what is usually done– sakura sees the akatsuki as a bunch of goofballs that are actually nice af and konan is like a mother figure
sakura finds a box of cats outside her house and decides to take them in. these cats are usually the akatsuki
‘The Future of Mrs Sakura ____’ au where every sakura ship is explored as this fortune teller person shows sakura her various futures with different guys and girls she could be married too. usually these fics are forever incomplete
sasuke is back in the village and is super flirtatious with sakura but sakura isn’t looking for love but finds it with someone else who isn’t sasuke. typically neji and sakura and neji support naruhina by being like chaperones on their dates cuz hiashi said thats the only way naruto and hinata can start courting each other
sasuke is back in the village, but this time sakura, hinata, ino, tenten, and typically temari shows up too, are all tired of their love lives/crushes so the girls decide to all date someone else. this is either super good or meh. best one i’ve ever read is Three Months y’all should read it, its 50 chapters long but bawse af
sakura goes back in time to prevent obito from dying and to save the future because the war is going shit and they’re side is losing. but sakura somehow falls for minato. she either knows who he is and is trying to get him to hook up with kushina but her arrival to the past fucked shit up so he isn’t into kushina anymore or kushina dumped him. or, sakura doesn’t know who minato is and they have a lot of sexual tension going on. naruto is usually brought up a lot of times and minato has this huge sense of jealousy and dislike of this naruto guy, which is amusing to the reader because we know that naruto is his son
another time travel fic but sakura has been chosen by some celestial being to change the past of someone who she subsequently falls in love with. like this fic Lost Year where she was trying to prevent Sasori from joining akatsuki it was p cute actually
modern rivalry au where sakura, hinata, ino, and tenten are in a band and sasuke, naruto, shikamaru, and neji are in a band
sakura, hinata, ino, or tenten wake up in the future where they are married to naruto usually and they have kids and everyone’s an adult.
after some incident between suna and konoha, temari is used as a peace offering for an arranged marriage. usually with either naruto or shikamaru
canon divergence where after the failed sasuke retrieval thing went down and kakashi was on his way to taking naruto back to konoha, they stumble upon tayuya who miraculously survived the attack and is taken back to konoha and she falls in love with naruto and vice versa. or maybe shikamaru
canon divergence where orochimaru took naruto under his wing by ‘saving’ him from his cruel fellow villagers and raising him in oto. naruto is good friends with the sound ninja 4/5 but he goes back to konoha for a spy mission. either falls for kin, tayuya, hinata, or sakura
canon divergence au where sakura’s parents died when she was young and was taken in by the akatsuki because konan’s motherly instincts kicked in and she convinced pein [the orange haired yahiko version b4 nagato’s big reveal] to let them keep her. usually titled smth like the akatsuki’s hime/princess/cherry/etc. she goes back to konoha for an infiltration mission if its planned for her to fall for sasuke, naruto, or neji instead of the usual akatsuki members if they just view her as their cute daughter/niece/sister
same as the above but it was hinata instead and the hyuga clan was wiped out by the akatsuki but konan couldn’t bring herself to kill this one baby that was in the arms of a dying woman
canon divergence where sakura is taken under orochimaru’s wing as a kid and goes back to konoha
sakura catches the attention of tobi who likes her a lot and they sneak around to meet and this way before it was confirmed tobi was obito or madara so there was like a shit ton of speculation
canon divergence where naruto was the one who saved karin from… wth was it a bear?? but that was before karin was revealed to be naruto’s cousin so after the reveal a lot of those fics were either deleted or forever incomplete
did i leave anything out? anyone else remember these tropes??
***Can you believe we have to go through a 3 month hiatus until we get new episodes again? What to do on Mondays from now on? Well, I know it is not the same but how about reading some amazing Malec fics? Because there simply can’t be enough Malec love out there and somehow it makes the wait to see these two back on our screens a bit more bearable
if you ask me.
Anyway, I hope you gonna enjoy this 4th edition as much as the previous ones. Again, a huge thank you to everyone who left notes and/or told me how much they enjoyed these recs. It’s very much appreciated, so yes, if you want me to
continue doing this, let me know, okay? Have fun reading!***
When agent Alec Lightwood is given his first kill hit, he doesn’t expect
much trouble. Of course, he also doesn’t expect it to be a cheerful
assassin who lands him in a whole load of trouble. Enter Magnus Bane:
an assassin turned thief who reluctantly teams up with Alec - and The
Clave - after he pisses off a very important and powerful crime boss,
Valentine Morgenstern. In a world of violence and unjust laws, can the two put aside their differences and work together? Aka: in which Alec is sent to kill Magnus, doesn’t, and then really wishes he had. (but not really).
With Valentine still at large, a crisis threatens to split the Shadow
World in two, testing the loyalties of everyone on both sides of the
line. But choosing between duty and honor, family and love is never
easy, especially when war is on the horizon.
New graduates and best friends Magnus and Alec have
both graduated from the University of Idris with top honors. Graduation
and family expectations, however, carved out two very different paths
for their lives.
Making the age-old promise on graduation night
to get married if they were still single by thirty had been an easy
agreement to make. There was no chance it would, or even could, ever
possibly happen. It simply wasn’t legal.
coincidentally re-enters Alec’s life eight years later, each are
confronted with the unsettled reality of their lives, and the rekindling
of long-buried feelings for the other. They decide to reinstate the
promise they had made as motivation to get back into the dating scene.
But can they push aside their own feelings for each other as they go on this journey of finding true love?
Or: the “Single by 30” Malec AU that nobody asked for.
After the MORTAL WAR that wiped out the JEDI ORDER and
the reconstruction of THE CLAVE to govern the galaxy, military force,
THE CIRCLE, has been monitoring planets for any trace of remaining
intergalactic terrorism and obliterating possible threats under the name
of peace. Each strike leaves death and destruction behind.
Senator, General Luke Garroway, leads the DOWNWORLDER RESISTANCE, a
counterpoint to the Circle, in hope of finding enough evidence of abuse
of power to dismantle the organisation and restore real peace and
justice to the galaxy.
In order to do so, Luke has sent Izzy
Lightwood, his most daring pilot, and the mysterious Magnus Bane to
search for survivors of the last attack…
“Mhmm,” Magnus hummed as they broke apart and he rocked
his hips minutely, the slight movement enough to make them both shiver.
“This is getting dangerously close to one of my fantasies, so maybe we
should stop, if you don’t want this to go any further.”
“What fantasy?” Alec murmured, craning his neck up again to brush his
lips against Magnus’ but the warlock teasingly moved just out of reach.
“Well,” Magnus started, looking at Alec through half-closed eyes and
with a hint of a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, “I have never
had sex inside the Institute.”
When Detective Alexander Lightwood-Bane is called to the site of a
bizarre murder, he doesn’t expect to recognize the victim, but that’s
exactly what happens. Alec met the wealthy entrepreneur at an event with
his husband, the flamboyant and enormously wealthy Magnus
Lightwood-Bane. When a second victim is found, Alec and his partner,
Jace Herondale, realize that their killer has a “type.” Unfortunately,
Magnus just so happens to fit that type.
Magnus Bane is a famous stripper, used to pretty boys falling in love
with him after one dance. The feeling is hardly ever mutual. But when he
meets the freshly turned twenty-one year old Alec lightwood, he can’t
take his eyes off him, and they find themselves in love quicker than
Alec and Magnus have been friends since high school. They both love each
other but are afraid to say anything because they believe the other one
doesn’t feel the same way and it’ll ruin their friendship.
Alec and Jace are working on an overdose case and are stuck. Can Magnus be the one to help them solve the case?
Magnus Bane loved New York. I mean, what other city in the world held Christmas raves?
especially loved it when he managed to convince Ragnor and Catarina to
join him. Spending time with your chosen family during the holidays was
the best thing in the world.
The only thing that could make it
even better, however, would be getting to know that very attractive
stranger that just wouldn’t take his eyes off Magnus. Tall, dark and
handsome was just what Magnus wanted to end his amazing night.
All he needed was an opportunity and it came, in the form of a well-placed mistletoe.
Magnus Bane agreed to volunteer at a children’s hospital on Christmas
Eve, wanting to help make sure the kids got the most wonderful evening.
Turned out the kids weren’t the only one who were gonna have a merry
Christmas, Magnus realised when he met the young Doctor Lightwood during
his time at the hospital.
or, the ’i sneaked into this huge house party for some free alcohol but
you asked me how i knew the host and the first excuse i could think of
was that i’m dating their sibling, so i basically just lied to you about
going out with you’ au
Somehow, they end up with Alec flat on his back and Magnus straddling
him, his hands cradling Alec’s jaw while his tongue explores the
nephilim’s mouth. It’s a slow, lazy, and unhurried kiss. The kind of
kiss that says ‘there isn’t anywhere else I would rather be right now’ and ‘I want to explore every inch of your body’ and ‘I love you’.
If Magnus were more alert, he probably would’ve recognized the obvious
signs of someone being in the loft: the boots by the front door, the
leather jacket laying on the couch, the empty wine glass sitting on his
drink cart, but as it is, he doesn’t notice anything off until he’s
standing right in front of his bedroom door and realizes the light is
There was one simple and unique rule about being
friends with Magnus and Alec: never, ever, no matter the circumstances,
not even if you were drunk as an armada of skunks, engage into a debate
about pop culture with either of them, and especially not the both of
Magnus Bane has a problem with that arrogant brat that
keeps showing his face to every important street race in the city. Damn
Jace Lightwood and his annoying habit of winning even though he’s just a
stupid high school boy. That’s insulting.
Fuck Jace. But more importantly, fuck his sweet looking older
brother, who just happen to not have the slightest idea of who Magnus
is. If everything goes according to plan, Magnus will have put Jace back
to his insignificant place and gotten lucky with a gorgeous oblivious
The Lord of the Wedding Rings: The Return of the King - iguana’s 2017 HELLsinki Worlds recap
This is it guys, the last big competition before the Olympics. So much potential for great skates, great disasters and great distress; this competition did not fail to deliver. Nor did the announcers, who were screaming out names and scores as if it were a wrestling match. And it was, in one way or another. Albeit a sparklier one. For a brief couple of days, we thought Javier Fernandez was gonna win his 3rd consecutive World title and I almost had those memes ready but at the same time I knew coming from behind like a wrecking ball was Yuzuru Hanyu’s specialty. To nobody’s surprise Evgenia Medvedeva broke a record; to everyone’s surprise, she only broke it in the long program. Meanwhile, Wenjing Sui and Cong Han’s blues for koolk brought the pairs crown back to China and Tessa Virtue and Scott Moir purple rained on Gabriella Papadakis and Guillaume Cizeron’s parade. Let’s start the recap!