this is slightly upsetting

  • People around Shepard: Shepard, you really should not trust these AI. They are dangerous and they really might kill us all if given the chance.
  • People around Ryder: Ryder, PLEASE stop telling SAM to "literally murder" you every time you are slightly inconvenienced. It's dangerous to die and its upsetting SAM. He still feels guilty from when he literally killed you last time

Friendly reminder that -

  • Percy’s neutral expression is a natural brooding look that he gets from Poseidon
  • That when he does smile it’s crooked and makes him look like a trouble maker
  • When he talks it’s usually very sarcastic and/or impertinent 
  • His inner monologue is actually very negative and while we, as the readers, take it as a joke he’s usually pretty pessimistic for a good portion of the time
  • That when he’s fighting his expression is fierce and is hard to tell whether he is the good guy or not
  • That Leo Valdez equated Percy’s angry expression to the feeling he gets when Jason is about to shoot lightning. Let me repeat - just the look on Percy’s face when he’s angry was considered on par to Jason controlling flipping lightning
  • That he’s very very vindictive and loyal only to those he considers his friends and once you lose his trust it is nearly impossible to earn back 
  • That while he had the curse of achilles, he laughed crazily while he was single handedly destroying hordes of monsters
  • He made an entire volcano erupt, awakened a giant, and almost wiped out the northwest of the united states
  • He tortured a godess just so she would feel his misery
  • That he’s actually very manipulative and it made Annabeth step back for a moment and reevaluate her perception of him
  • That while his dark side came to it’s peak in house of hades and wasn’t mentioned in blood of olympus, there was no confirmation that it suddenly and completely disappeared after they left Tartarus.
  • Has been the child of the prophecy twice.
  • He manipulated Bob to kill his own brother by simply convincing him that they were friends and that is what friends did for each other
  • He was physically abused by his step father
  • That with absolutely no training at all he killed the minotaur with it’s own horn at the mere age of twelve
  • He wins a good majority of his fights by simply outsmarting his opponent 
  • He has scared not only Annabeth but his friends and peers on more than one occasion with his attitude and powers
  • That he’s considered extremely powerful for a demigod and for a child of the big three and makes the gods slightly nervous
  • That when he’s upset his powers act to mimic his emotions without him even trying
  • Has been offered immortality
  • That he is actually really sorta intimidating without trying 
  • That we need to stop reducing Percy’s character to a happy-go-lucky comic relief goofball that doesn’t know his left foot from right because he is so much more than that

hating on cheritz for the v route and not saeran is like yelling at ur parents for giving u one thing u wanted instead of both cuz they can’t afford both or something

n u know what happens when u be ungrateful to ur parents? they take away ur things

be nice to cheritz pls

Suga Daddy: Part 8

Suga Daddy: 8

Word count: 8.3k

Genre/Warnings: angst, dirty talk, language 

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Summary: Yoongi tells you about his past but is terrified of how you’ll take it.

This came a little early than expected. Anyway, enjoy and thanks for reading.

Parts: {playlist} one | two | three | four | five | six | seven 

Everything felt like it was playing out and slow-motion and all you were doing was twirling the flowers in your hand. You were nauseated and your mind was racing with every possible scenario. You knew that Yoongi couldn’t have a squeaky clean record. Especially with his attitude and the way he talked to you sometimes. For some reason you still loved him, despite that.

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The Signs As Bad Lovers (aka the negative side of the signs in love)
  • *Requested--- Use Moon or Venus*
  • Aries: Self-absorbed and Immature. Theyre selfish and look out for themselves before anybody else, including you. They tend to come off as insensitive and have a "suck it up" attitude towards emotions. They anger easily and take out their frustrations on you.
  • Taurus: Stubborn and Lazy. Incredibly scared of change to the point of controlling behavior. Too stubborn to let anything go, using it against you every chance they get. They'll hold a grudge through the whole relationship. They need complete stability and feel threatened by even minor changes.
  • Gemini: Flighty and Argumentative. They need constant change and variety resulting in dismissive behavior. They hate being tied down and fear commitment. They'll pick fights just to get a debate out of you. They spend more time charming new people than spending time with you.
  • Cancer: Moody and Defensive. They take everything you say personally and jump to conclusions. Incredibly jealous and manipulative. Theyll victimize themselves anytime you do something slightly upsetting. Theyre childish and quick to upset.
  • Leo: Overdramatic and needy. They do anything to get your attention, including acting out or purposely pissing you off. They'll try to make you jealous and if you point out their behavior, react unreasonably.
  • Virgo: Picky and Boring. They always have to be right and never let an argument go without proving you wrong (even if youre not). Theyre over critical of everything you do and say. If theres a flaw, they point it out.
  • Libra: Flaky and Flashy. They jump from lover to lover. They have to show off their partner but quickly move onto the next. Theyre incredibly indecisive and generally dont really know what they want, causing problems between both of you.
  • Scorpio: Possessive and Jealous. They're incredibly paranoid of their lovers and it results in jealousy. They accuse their lovers often and refuse to show remorse, often using excuses to justify their intentions. Theyre not emotionally accessible. and keep everything to themselves.
  • Sagittarius: Self-righteous and contradicting. They dont want to be held down as theyre free spirits at heart yet they dont want you to be flighty. They jump into things headfirst without thinking it through, including decisions involving both of you. They can be rather dismissive, hurting your feelings by disregarding your thoughts.
  • Capricorn: Harsh and Insensitive. They tell the cruel truths that you dont want to hear. These truths can even be downright mean. They know the time for work and the time for play and scold you if you dont. They set higher than achievable standards for you making them difficult to please.
  • Aquarius: Distant and Aloof. They seem cold, keeping their emotions deep inside rarely letting you catch a glimpse. Often times, their feelings are a guessing game and you find yourself questioning their love. They act as though theyre better than you and others.
  • Pisces: Manipulative and self-victimizing. They need your attention and affection constantly. If they dont get it, they immediately victimize themselves and guilt you into feeling sorry. Theyre incredibly clingy and are hurt easily, even if youre just pointing out a minor bad habit. They talk more about their feelings than they listen yours. When theyre upset they turn to unhealthy cooing mechanisms and blame you afterwards.
  • *Remember to check out the original post, The Signs As Lovers*
  • *And remember, these descriptions are only for bad lovers, not all people.*
2

Episode 18 had another good amount of Theo Raeken in it and Cody Christian appeared at his best once again. The episode opens with a scene of the pack and Theo, trying to find the Anuk-Ite’s other half. Theo thinks it’s best to keep an eye on Aaron. We all know that Theo’s plans usually work (and are not connected to gain more power). However, the others remain wary of the chimera. They obviously are not fond of the idea that Theo is right. They even refuse to acknowledge it openly. 

“Is everyone completely shocked that I might be right?”

Theo said, his voice full of disbelief. “No, we just don’t like it.” Scott, however, tries to appease both sides. He says that they could all be right, then sends Mason and Theo on a mission in order to find Aaron.

Both of them are not very keen on spending time with each other, even a blind person could figure that out. Every step Theo takes, everything he does is allegedly connected to his own well-being. He only cares about himself, they claim. He helps them only to save his own ass.

This, however, cannot be true. Ever since Liam brought him back at the end of 6x06, Theo’s personality has altered. Every single one of his actions since then have proven to be altruistic.

He saved Liam Dunbar lest he was taken by the riders. He risked his own life – something he clung to his entire existence. We also have seen how easy it is for the hunters to kill any of them with just one shot. Theo is thus in constant danger, but in lieu of running, he fights back and makes sure that Scott’s pack is safe. A pack he would like to be a part of?

“Maybe I want to be in the pack.”

“Maybe I want to be in the pack,” Theo says to Mason when they went through the dark, eerie tunnels in search of Aaron. Despite the somewhat smug façade adorned by a tat of sarcasm, Theo is genuine. “A pack is about trust,” Mason retorts. They evidently do not trust him due to all the obnoxious things he carried out in the past.  

The closer they get to Aaron, the more afraid they become. Mason remarks how little he trusts Theo; even turning his back to him would be too much to ask. Anxiety overcomes him, caused by the Anuk-Ite. Then, it seems like Theo is on the verge of losing his temper. His digits seem to quiver, his lower lip trembles. A loud, menacing growl emits and razor sharp fangs emerge. The chimera’s eyes growl and for a moment, it appears like Theo’s about to attack Mason.

But he just shoved him away, saving him from Aaron. Mason is injured and in agony. Theo takes his arm, wanting to take the pain away. He fails.

“You can’t take the pain if you don’t care.”

The aghast look on Theo’s face is yet another sign that he actually wants to. Theo wants to care; he just does not know how. His entire existence revolved only around himself. Cody Christian shows that Theo has a heart.

Just consider how upset Theo is in that particular moment. His lips slightly parted, terror and realization mirrored in his eyes. Cody Christian truly becomes Theo Raeken on set and manages to touch the viewers. His acting is more than just good. People just need to realize that. He’d truly deserve an award for his outstanding performance.

There are thus two sides to Theo. One is the smug, apparently selfish façade. The other is the caring one. Theo just needs to figure out what caring and love actually mean.

In the end, Theo and Mason are both injured. The Anuk-Ite injured itself with Theo’s claws in order to find its another half more easily. The scene that followed really made me smile: Mason offers Theo his hand, pulls him up. It closes with both of them sitting next to each other, injured.

Theo’s redemption arc is almost closed. He has been the one saving everyone all the time. Also, Liam seems to be the first person he started to care about. 

A spoiler-free review voted 9/10 for Thiam in episode 20 and mentioned “redemption and tears of joy” as well. Something close to a happy ending for Theo? He’d certainly deserve it.

When it comes to Cody Christian’s acting and his character Theo’s development I would certainly give an 11/10. Theo has a heart. 

Cody Christian shows us that!

anonymous asked:

Do you know what all of the victims did on their last day alive?

I know some of their last moments. It seems a lot of parents spoke about their final moments with their children in interviews. (Some of the ones I listed are just last remembered activities, not what they did the day before sorry.)

  • Rachel Scott 
    • Rachel’s last morning by now is very well known. Rachel and her brother had gotten into an argument because they were running late to school. He had rudely slammed the door in her face and unknowingly that was his last interaction with her. 
  • Daniel Rohrbough 
    • I don’t know Daniel’s last day, but one thing that comes to mind was he held the door open for the people behind him as he fled the school.
  • Dave Sanders
    • Dave Sanders moments are also very well known. His last moments are what made him known as a hero. Instead of protecting himself and hiding, he alerted the students in the cafeteria confirming active shooters in the school. It’s safe to say he saved many peoples lives that day.
  • Kyle Velasquez 
    • Kyle was driven to school everyday by his mother.  Kyle’s last words to her were simply “Goodbye. I love you, mom.”
  • Matthew Kechter 
    • “When I heard he was one of the ones from the library, it only made sense. He was always in the library studying. He always put academics first. He had straight A’s but he would never brag about it. I kinda looked up to him because of it. He was never in a bad mood, he was consistenly happy.” - Greg Barnes 
    • Matt was sitting with Isaiah and Craig Scott that day in the library.
  • Isaiah Shoels
    • It was a typical morning for Isaiah too. He had run out of the house and left his bed unmade. 
  • Lauren Townsend
    • The night before, her mother and her father had attended a Rockies game and got home around 9:30. When they got back, Lauren was slightly upset at them for coming back so late even though she knew they would be gone. She was disappointed because she wanted to snuggle and the game interrupted their ‘snuggle time.’ Her mother sat down with her for a few minutes, but Lauren had some work left to do and went off to bed. She said goodnight and told her mom they’d snuggle tomorrow. Her mom promised to put in extra time to snuggle. She never came home.
  • John Tomlin
    • In John’s final moments, it was an everyday routine. He left his bible open on the dash of his beloved truck and was studying at the library on the day of the massacre like everyday.
  • Daniel Mauser
    • Daniel too was in the library, a daily occurrence. But as he was approached by Eric, he pushed a chair out as a way to stand up to him. He was shot right after.
  • Corey DePooter 
    • Corey and his mother had always danced together in the kitchen growing up. His mom remembers him and his brother always being good dancers. The night before his death, him and his mom just so happened to share a last dance out of the blue. It definitely wasn’t an every night occurrence, so looking back it was really special for her.
  • Cassie Bernall
    • I’ll let her mom do the talking ;)
    • “April 20, 1999, started like any other school day in our house. At five forty-five Brad, my husband, left for work, and a little later I got up to wake the kids. Getting teenagers out of bed is always a small battle, but that Tuesday was especially difficult. Cassie had stayed up late the night before catching up on homework, and her books were all over the kitchen table. Her cat’s litter box needed attention, too, and we were running late with breakfast. I remember trying not to lecture her about all the things that needed doing before she left for school….
    • About seven-twenty Chris kissed me goodbye, or at least gave me his cheek, which is what it’s gone to lately (he’s fifteen) and clattered down the stairs and out of the house. Cassie stopped at the door to put on her shoes – her beloved black velvet Doc Martens, which she wore rain or shine, even with dresses – grabbed her backpack, and headed after her brother. As she left I leaned over the banister to say goodbye, like I always do: “Bye, Cass. I love you.” “Love you too, Mom,” she mumbled back. Then she was gone, through the back yard, over the fence, and across the soccer  field to the high school, which is only a hundred yards away. I dressed, made myself a cup of coffee, locked up, and drove off to work.” 

ranmin10  asked:

i love your reaction bc its long and with every details, can i have bts reaction when they're sad and feel self-esteem about their body so their GF order them to take of their clothes and start to kiss every inch of their skin and tell them how beautiful they look(you can make fluff or smut as you're comfortable with of cores!!!)

Hi cutie, I took the liberty of slightly changing the pitch so each members can have a different story without having to follow the same storyline. I find it a little more fun to read :) I still tried to keep it close to your request and I hope you’ll like it ! Thank youuu


Namjoon

Originally posted by rapnamu

It’s 11pm and Namjoon’s still in his studio, sitting on the couch near the door, staring at his phone. He scrolls through ARMY’s twitter accounts, getting lost in the immensity of their precious fanbase. He tries to do that as soon as he has a little bit of time or when inspiration is lacking, and it’s always a pleasure. But this time, it’s rather unpleasant. Namjoon found an ARMY who spends a lot of time responding to haters, and so he found some antis accounts. He did’nt think it was still so virulent and didn’t expect to read such horrible things about him. It brutally brought him back to early years of his career when insults on his physique used to hurt him a lot. He then hears your steps getting closer and locks his phone when the door opens. You come in with a big smile, a bag containing a pack of beer, sweets and other kinds of snacks in your hand. You put it on the coffee table and bend down to kiss your boyfriend. Namjoon knows it will take you barely 5 seconds to notice that something is bothering him and indeed, you immediately ask in a worried voice if there’s something wrong. Namjoon sighs and, as you sit next to him, runs a hand on the back of his neck while he tells you why he doesn’t feel very well. He also knows that you’ll get a little upset and could almost predict word for word what you’re about to say. « Why are you looking at this trash ? And why do you even care about what those kids are saying ? ». Namjoon doesn’t want to look at you, he knows what kind of annoyed glance you’re gonna throw him. He unlocks his iPhone and scrolls the anti’s comments while saying in a quiet voice : « I know I shouldn’t care about it… And I see all the compliments I get when I tweet selcas… But it still hurts. I don’t know why but it particularly affects me today. ». Namjoon hears your sigh but he doesn’t want to take his eyes off his screen. As he straightens his glasses on his nose, you take the opportunity to take his phone from his hands. Namjoon didn’t expect it and quickly turns his head towards you, his lips parting to complain but you don’t give him time to say anything. You throw his phone on the other side of the couch and sit on his lap while you put a finger on his mouth. « You’re the most beautiful thing in the whole entire universe, Kim Namjoon. I’ll not let some jealous assholes hurt you. I’m gonna find them, and I’m gonna kill them. ». Namjoon looks at you with big, surprised eyes before he snorts. He lowers his eyes, his fingers touching the sides of your thighs, feeling a bit better but not as much I you wish it was. He feels your fingers on his chin and he raises his head, his eyes into yours. Your smile is soft, tender, almost enough to warm his entire body. You take off his black beanie, running your hand through his hair and making him shiver, and then takes off his round shaped glasses. When he feels your hands against his cheeks, Namjoon feels his throat tightening. You stare at him, your sweet smile not leaving your lips, making Namjoon soft as fuck. You look at all the details of his face and finally say in a soft voice : « I don’t know if I told you that before but sometimes when I stare at your face, my heart beats so fast my breath is cut. It happened all the time before we even started dating & it still happens a lot. And I’m sure you don’t even know it. ». Namjoon lightly presses his fingers on your thighs without realizing it and lets out a small laugh in a breath. He knows you really want to cheer him up, but he doubts it’s as true as you say. You seem to guess his thoughts but stay silent. You take his hand and put it against your neck, positioning his index and middle finger above the vein just below your ear. When he feels how fast your heart beats, Namjoon slightly shudders and raises his eyebrows. He puts both hands against your neck, suddenly feeling worried. « Are you okay, babe ? ». Your warm hands come to rest above his as you whisper : « Every time I stare at your face, babe… Every damn time… You’re so beautiful…». Your voice breaks a little as you’re taken aback by emotion, and Namjoon grunts when he sees your eyes getting filled with tears. But you’re still smiling and it makes him feel some type of way. Namjoon feels his heart tightening, realizing how easily your smile can made his sadness disappears. He closes his eyes when you begin to lay thousands of kisses on his face and his arms closes around your waist to press you against him. He shudders with each of your kisses and ends up looking for your mouth that he easily finds, your soft lips still the only remedy to his sadness.

Taehyung

Originally posted by jeonyween

Tae opens the door of his bedroom and finds you lying on his bed, reading a book with music on. As he closes the door, a sad smile appears on his lips as you lift your head to smile at him. He falls on the bed and lays beside you, his head resting on his arm so that he can be above you. You close your book and ask him what’s wrong, because you know something is wrong, obviously. Taehyung doesn’t answer right away, not knowing which words to choose. After a short moment of reflexion, he puts his hand on his belly and sadly pats it while asking : « Do you think my tummy is gross ? ». The look you give him could have made him laugh if he wasn’t so upset. You slightly straighten up and ask : « Are you serious right now ? No, you can’t be serious. Right ? ». Tae pretends not to have heard what you just said and sighs while continuing to pat his belly before pulling on his skin You raise your eyes to the sky and grab his hand to make him stop. « I tell you all the time that it’s the cutest thing ever. All the internet thinks it’s the cutest thing ever. Why are you saying that all of the sudden ? ». Taehyung can see your annoyance in your eyes but he can’t help but continue to pout : « I don’t know. Maybe I’m getting a little too chubby… Look at my cheeks… ». This time, you almost stand on your knees to get your eyes at the same level as his, and Tae grins at your annoyed tone : « Did someone said something to you ? Who is it ? When did it happened?! Tell me. ». Taehyung sighs and confesses that one of his stylists has made a joke on his weight and since then he hasn’t stop thinking about it. Tae knows it’s stupid but it hurt him. And seeing you roll your eyes again doesn’t really makes it better. He’s even a little scared when you get angry : « Gosh, Tae ! It was a joke ! She’s always joking around and you love it… Since when do you care about what anybody think about your body ? Or anything else ? ». Tae abruptly responds, not wanting to hear what he already knows : « I don’t know ! I don’t know… I’m not always confident, you know… ». He immediately sees the change in your eyes as those last words comes in a breath. He almost sighs when your hand gently strokes his cheek as you whisper : « You’re the cutest man in the world, do you know that ? ». Taehyung shudders under the caress of your hand and lets himself go when you turn him on his back to straddle him. The sweet smell of your skin invades him as you bend over to kiss his cheeks, his jaw, his neck. His fingers clenches on your butt when you start to unbutton his shirt. Tae sighs, slightly shaking : « What… What are you doing…? ». His eyes meet yours when you sit up : « I’m showing you how obsessed I am with your body… ». This time, a shiver runs down his spine. Once the shirt is completely unbuttoned, you start to kiss his belly. Tae grunts when your teeth and tongue joins the dance, causing strange waves of heat in his lower abdomen. When you start to undo his belt, your tongue rolling on the skin below his belly button, his hand immediately grabs your hair, making you sigh against his clothed hardness. He never feels as good as when he feels your hot breath against his crotch, wonderful sign of a near explosion of pleasure caused by your pretty mouth.

Jin

Originally posted by seokjinstae-moved

Jin plugs in the hair dryer and begins to dry his hair in front of his bedroom’s mirror. He sighs when he sees you thought the mirror as you take a picture, a silly smile on your lips. Jin asks you to stop, which you answer by sticking his tongue out, continuing to lovingly watch your screen as you take other shots of your boyfriend. Jin turns off the hair dryer and takes your phone from the hands : « stop… I’m not in the mood. ». This is the first time he speaks to you with such a cold tone but he only realizes it after when he sees your sad and worried look. He puts down the hair dryer and looks at you : « Sorry… It’s just that I’m not looking good today and It kinda pisses me off. ». He looks at you as you get up to get closer to him, your eyes still filled with worries. You try to make him smile : « What happened to my worldwide handsome boyfriend ? ». Jin laughs in a breath and shrugs his shoulders, not knowing what to say. He happens to have bad days, and unfortunately you’re witnessing one today. When your arms wraps around his waist and your bodies moves closer, Jin lowers his head and softly says, as if he was ashamed : « I’m getting old, right ? My face is not as young as before, and I don’t know… I feel really ugly today ». You make a sad pout that makes him smile, finding you absolutely adorable. Your arms slide over his waist to grab his shirt and you say : « You look like you’re seventeen, babe… Maybe you’re getting blind, I don’t know… Because when I look at you, all I can see is your delicious lips, your beautiful eyes, your perfect face who’s driving me crazy, as well as your body, so much that I’m already touching it… ». Jin looks down to actually see that your hands are passing under his shirt. He can’t help but snorts when you take off his shirt, your eyes full of sparkles when they land on his broad shoulders. This simple view is enough for Jin to feel jolts of arousal running through his veins. As your fingers brushes the skin just above his belly button, you say with a mischievous smile rising on your lips: « I’m obsessed with every single inch of your body… ». Seokjin puts his hands on your cheeks and brings you closer to him, unable to refrain his need to kiss you, but your words stops him. « And do you know what I like the most ? ». The tone of your voice is even smoother than it was just a few seconds ago, causing a new wave of heat in you’re boyfriend’s body. « The one thing you hate the most… ». Jin can’t think straight when you talk to him like that, when you look at him like that. You lightly turn your head to slide his thumb into your mouth, passing it along your tongue. This time, Jin clearly feels his member twitching under his boxers. The thrill that runs through his spine almost makes him lose his balance but you hold him firmly against you, licking his thumb and then taking his index in your mouth as well. You look so naughty Jin can’t think of anything else but getting your tongue elsewhere.

Hoseok

Originally posted by sosjimin

You’re comfortably seated in the living room’s couch, Hoseok’s arm around your neck, caressing your skin just below your collarbone. You look at a big american blockbuster, a good old useless movie which its only interest is to entertain you both with huge explosions every ten minutes. While the hero is fighting bare hands against a gang of villains, the camera focused on his powerful chest, Hoseok sighs : « Aaaah… I wish I had a strong body like his… ». You shrug your shoulders as if to say that it doesn’t matter for you but Hoseok doesn’t seems to agree : « Look at him… He’s ten times more attractive than me. ». This time, he feels your furious gaze on him and slowly turns his eyes on you, wondering if he hasn’t just made a mistake. You don’t even have to talk, your eyes clearly saying « Don’t try me, bitch », but Hobi can’t help it and pouts : « Don’t look at me like that. You know it would be a lot better if I was more muscular… ». He’s forced to lean down with you when as you grab the remote control to pause the movie. You look at him intensely, your fingers passing against his jaw, and say : « Some really stupid things comes out of your mouth, sometimes. Are you aware of that ? Look at you… ». You lean over and gently kiss his jaw, whispering between each kisses : « You already are the most attractive man on the planet…». Hoseok finally smirks, his hands pressing your ass to make you climb on him. Once you’re on his thighs, you have full access to his neck and slide your tongue on it, feeling Hoseok’s grunt vibrating in his chest. He notices how thin the fabric of your sweatpants is as he can feel your warmth against his growing member. When you start to move his T-shirt up to remove it, Hoseok suddenly returns to reality and grabs your hands to stop you : « Jungkook and Jimin are in the dorm, are you crazy ? ». You remain deaf to his words, your tongue still rolling against his neck’ skin. Hoseok hisses, clutching his fingers against your thighs, knowing very well that it’ll soon be impossible for him to fight back if you keep teasing him. Hobi finds himself shirtless in a blank of an eye, shivering under the caress of your fingers on his toned chest. He sighs when he sees you biting your lip as you trace the define lines of his abs, opening your mouth to sigh as well : « Fuck baby… You’re so hot… ». Hoseok always feels desired when your eyes are on his body, but this time, this feeling is much stronger. He knows that the boys can walk on you at any moment, he knows he’s about to tear your panties off in the middle of the living room that he shares with his seven brothers, he knows he should put a stop to this situation that’s getting wilder and wilder, but he’s unable to do anything. He cups your cheeks to kiss you with passion, making you sigh against his mouth, Hoseok having no trouble swallowing your moan when his crotch grinds against your burning core.

Yoongi

Originally posted by sugagifs

It’s very late when you hear the boys geting back fro their night out. Taehyung, Jungkook & Yoongi went out to eat lamb skewers, a great excuse to actually get drunk as fuck. Yoongi loves to take his children to drink outside for whatever reason. Anyway, when you hear their heavy footsteps in the hallway and their cheesy « good night », you start to smile. It seems like they went hard, tonight. When Yoongi leans against the door after opening it and grunts « annyeonghaseyo, baby », you can easily guess his level of intoxication : high. You hold a laugh behind your hand while Yoongi staggers to the bed before falling on it, his head first. When he lets out a long groan, you lean over his back and caress his shoulders : « What’s wrong ? ». Yoongi sighs :  « Tae made fun of my height… And then, they took both of my arms and it looked like they were two aliens abducting a little kid…  Like, I’m their Hyung, for fuck’ sake… They laughed at me… And they’re right. I’m short as fuck. And ugly. ». You bite your upper lip, fighting the laughter rising in your throat, your fingers clenching on his shoulder. He seems really pissed off by this and you can’t laugh even if the fact that he’s so drunk makes the scene too funny not to giggle. Yoongi never says that kind of things, so he must have really been hurt by it. You gently roll him over so he’s on his back and Yoongi grows a long ass whine, his hands resting on his belly and his usual judging face on. You shift yourself on him and bend over to kiss his nose : « You’re not short, you’re cute… ». Yoongi grunts and you kiss his cheek : « You’re not ugly, how dare you… You’re the most beautiful man in the world… ». Yoongi snorts, his hand slowly moving down on the small of your back. « This is too cheesy, I’m not drunk enough for this shit ». You hiss between your teeth and gives him a threatening look but that doesn’t seem to affect him at all. « Oh, Sir Min Yoongi doesn’t like it ? ». This time, Yoongi doesn’t keep his poker face on and clenches his jaw as a warning, reminding you not to cross the line. You tilt your head to the side and whisper : « Aggressive is more his style, right ? ». You bend over and kiss him with all the lust, all the roughness you got. Yoongi doesn’t close his eyes, watching you show your dominance before he takes it back by force, not knowing that you’ll not give in easily. You put his wrists over his head and attack his neck, taking his skin between your teeth to leave your mark. Yoongi hisses, his hips rising dangerously, not wanting to admit that you drive him crazy when you try so hard to take control. You lick him down to his collarbone and take the risk of releasing his wrists to pull up his sweatshirt. Yoongi knows he should take the opportunity to take back the control of the situation but the alcohol makes him much more sensitive to the things you do. He lets you remove his sweater and doesn’t even complain about your roughness. He only wants one thing : feel your lips and your tongue on his body. His hands freezes in the air when start to kiss his chest, your tongue suddenly flipping on his nipple. Yoongi grunts, making you smile against his skin. Your boyfriend’s hands comes to rest on your arms, stroking your burning skin while you continue to move down on his chest. Between each kiss, between each lick, you whisper : « Ugly… How can you even… I swear one day I’m… I’m gonna punch this gorgeous face of yours… ». You lift your head when you suddenly hear his snort and holds a moan when his hand closes around your throat to bring you back to him. He rolls over you and puts himself above you, his hand sliding on your neck to rest against your cheek. He looks down on your lips and raises his eyes to look into yours : « You’re crazy… But I love you… ». You pull him against your lips to silent a growing moan as his words makes you shudder. Yoongi passionately responds to your kiss, his chest pressed against your breasts, your nipples hardening under the friction. Then, as his lips goes down to your neck and then back to your ear, he murmurs in a mischievous voice : « Now I’m gonna eat you out… What were the world ? Ah, yeah… Agressive style. »

Jimin

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You received his text half an hour ago but you’re already at the dorm’s door. Hoseok invites you in and tells you that Jimin went straight to their bedroom without saying a word but nobody really knows why. You sigh, unfortunately knowing why your boyfriend is so sad. When you asked him how his photo shoot went, Jimin responds was harsh : « It’s was the worst. I don’t want to talk, sorry. I love you. ». Oh no Park Jimin, it will not happen like that, there’s no way you’re gonna let him mope alone in his room. You cross the hallway and open the door, slowly moving your head in the embrasure not to startle him. However, he’s not likely to see you because he’s hidden under a huge blanket that’s three times his size. You gently close the door and sing his name in a soft voice as you approach the bed. Jimmy doesn’t move, as if you didn’t exist. You sit on the bed, put your hand on what you guess to be his hip and whisper : « Baby ? Come out… ». Jimin shakes as if to say « no » and when you shake his thigh back, he moans : « No… I really feel bad right now… ». You sigh and hug his shoulders, somehow managing to position yourself well without crushing him under your weight. You pat his chest, your own chest pressed against his shoulder blades, and said with a soothing tone : « I’m sure the pictures looks great ». Jimin snorts and growls : « Of course you think I look great, you’re my girlfriend… But trust me, it was horrible… I looked like an angry ghost… Aiisssh… ». You slightly tighten your grip on Jimin and pout : « Yah ! So what ? Since I’m your girlfriend I’m blinded by love and lust ? Huh ?! Of course I find you attractive, but I haven’t always been your girlfriend… And I’ve always been attracted to you ! Isn’t that the only thing that matters, in the end ? You being pretty for yourself, for ARMY and for me ?! ». Jimin leaves a small silence before mumbling : « Y-Yeah… But-». He stops talking as soon as he feels you moving to get up, the bed suddenly becoming too empty. He can’t hold back a curse when you lift the blanket in the air, a cold breeze running on his curled body. You slip under the blanket, the day light barely filtering through the thick fabric, and crawls to your boyfriend. You slide against his back and pass your hand under his arm to stroke his chest. Jimin sighs but doesn’t want to admit that he was waiting for that hug since he left the studio. You rest your chin on his shoulder and whisper in his ear : « I know you’re upset but you’re gonna be over it soon. I’m not even worried about it since you’e the cutest and the sexiest man in the world. Besides… Isn’t the way I look at you the most important thing ? And the way that, no matter how much time passes, I still can’t take my eyes off of you when we’re in the same room ? ». You feel a slight grunt vibrating in his chest and smile, pleased to see that he’s very close to give in. You move your hand down with infinite slowness, pulling his sweatshirt up to easily pass your hand underneath the fabric. You stroke his warm skin and softly pinch his nipple, making him moan as his back arches in arousal. You move your mouth a little closer to his ear, whispering softly : « What about the fact that you always manage to get me wet just with the sight of your body, just with how good it feels against mine…? ». Jimin gasps when you suddenly slide your hand under his sweatpants to grab his member through his boxers. You palm his growing erection and try to keep control of yourself (despite the fact that Jimin has grabbed your thigh in a grunt). You whisper one last time : « Isn’t it all that matters ? ». Your tongue slips against his ear, making Jimin bucks his hips as you keep stroking his hard member. He pants : « Yes… Y-Yes baby… ». You kiss his neck and finally gives him what he seems to crave, his face wriggling under the tiny friction you offer him. When Jimin finally feels your fingers closing around his cock, his body melts with yours as he passes his hand behind your neck to kiss you, sighing hard against your mouth.

Jungkook

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You join Jungkook in the bathroom while he cleans his face after his shower. You smile as you watch his face disappearing under a white cloud and turn your attention back to your toothbrush. A mouthwash and hop, here you are, ready to sleep in your boyfriend’s arms. Jungkook passes a towel over his face after rinsing it and sighs when he puts it back on the counter. He gets closer to the mirror and inspects his cheeks, frowning when he sees that he has a lot of pimples. You look at him without saying a word, seeing how much he’s upset. He moisturizes his face and takes another look before hissing : « I’m disgusting… ». You let out a disapproving growl and wrap your arms around his waist, getting on tiptoe so you can rest your chin on his shoulder and look at him through the mirror when you say : « Don’t say that… ». Jungkook doesn’t see the tender look you give him as he continues to look at his cheeks. He grumbles : « I’m saying it because it’s true, look ! It’s driving me crazy… I can’t even look at myself. ». He looks away and washes his hands silently as you bite your lip, wanting to find the right words to comfort him. You kiss him between his shoulder blades and whine : « You’re the most beautiful thing on earth, I can’t let you say that ! ». Jungkook laughs at the sound of your childish voice and watches you move around to get in front of him, your hands moving up on his chest. He only wears a towel wrapped around his waist and his beauty momentarily cuts your breath. « Lift me up », you ask, smiling when Jungkook easily lifts you up to put you on the counter. You put your hands on his neck and brush the tips of your fingers on his cheek. Jungkook tightens his embrace around your waist, comfortably wedged between your legs, his eyes never leaving yours. They’re like a thousand shining stars, wandering on his face as if you were looking at an angel. Jungkook sighs, his breath a little cut off when you put your hands on his cheeks, a soft smile on your lips. « You’re human, babyboy… It’s okay to have skin problems sometimes. You still look absolutely beautiful… ». You rest your lips on his, feeling his hand pressed against the small of your back and you trace a path of kisses along his jaw to come against his ear. You whisper : « Just look at you… ». You slightly lower your shoulder so Jungkook can see his own reflection, his mouth slightly opened because of your warm breath against his ear that increases the rhythm of his breathing. You meet his eyes as you run your hand against his neck. « Breathtaking… ». You laugh in a breath when you see Jungkook’ smirk through the mirror, the ultimate sign that you won. You lay kisses on his cheeks, your hand stroking his neck before Jungkook attacks your mouth in a needy kiss, making you moan when he deliberately grinds on you and takes advantage of your separated lips to slip his tongue to meet yours.

anonymous asked:

Peter cancels his date night with the reader for "stark internship" but forgets to tell her so she turns up at his flat and May's fuming that Peter did that to the reader so she's like "you like Thai food? I'm taking you out for Thai food, we can complain about my useless nephew together" and they have a girls night because they don't need no men to have fun

You bit your lip to contain your excitement as you stood waiting in front of the door to the Parkers’ apartment. It was yours and Peter’s monthly date night, and you were going out together to see a new superhero movie you’d been waiting on for months.

“(Y/N)!” May Parker sounded surprised as she opened the door and saw you, confusing you slightly.

“Hi May! Is Peter ready?”

The older woman bit her lip, sighing.

“Peter was called in to work, for his Stark internship. He rushed off, but he said he’d told you that he’d have to cancel tonight.”

Your lips parted slightly, and you tried not to look too upset in front of your boyfriend’s aunt.

“Oh,” you said quietly. “He…he didn’t tell me.”

May was furious; you were the nicest girl she could think of for her nephew, she saw you as another member of the family, and she couldn’t believe that Peter would let you down like that and not even tell you.

“I’ll just go,” you were saying sadly, wiping your eyes and starting to walk away down the hallway.

“(Y/N) wait!” May called, stepping out of the door. You turned to face her, desperately hoping that she couldn’t see the tears in your eyes.

“Yeah?”

She sighed, running a hand through her dark hair.

“Do you like Thai food? I’m not happy with my nephew ruining your night, so we could order food in if you like? Girls movie night?”

You smiled softly, wiping your eyes clumsily. “I’d like that,” you replied quietly. She grinned, holding her arm out to you and leading you back into the apartment.

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It was almost eleven o'clock at night, and Peter was exhausted. Every bone, every muscle in his body ached and screamed in protest as he clumsily scaled the outside of his apartment building. He had expected to enter his bedroom to find a silent, sleepy flat, but he could dimly hear a movie playing in the living room, and two familiar laughs.

“(Y/N),” he breathed, suddenly realising what he had, or hadn’t, done that night. “Shit.”

He crept over to his bedroom door, trying to eavesdrop through the doorframe.

“…I know how important this internship is to him,” he heard you saying. “I’m so proud of him for getting it, but I never realised it would take him away from me so much.”

He felt his heart breaking in his chest; he thought that by keeping his true identity and job from you, he was protecting you. He hadn’t considered that you would feel as though he was putting his job above his relationship with you.

Realising that he couldn’t walk into the living room all of a sudden when you and May thought he was at Stark Tower, he picked his phone up off of his bedside table and began to type a text.

You were almost crying with laughter at one of May’s corny jokes when you noticed your phone screen lighting up beside you. May raised her eyebrows slightly, staying silent as you read the text from Peter.

Message from Peter P 😘❤️:
Hey beautiful. I’m so sorry about tonight, Mr Stark didn’t give me time to do anything but run out to his car. I promise you’re worth so much more to me than this internship or anything in the world, I love you so much. I’m sorry for being the world’s worst boyfriend. I love you (Y/N) xxxx

You smiled softly, your lips moving silently as you reread the text.

“Is that him?” May asked casually, folding her legs beneath her on the sofa. You nodded.

“He’s sorry. He says he’s the worst boyfriend in the world,” you added with a chuckle. “He isn’t, he could never be. I hope he knows that.”

Peter smiled slightly to himself, running a hand through his messy hair and replacing his phone on his bedside table. Maybe he wasn’t quite the worst boyfriend in the world, but he promised himself that after tonight he would be the best.

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BTS Reactions To Catching You Pleasuring Yourself

♡Seokjin♡:

Jin thought his ears were playing a trick on him, when he heard the distinct sound of your high pitch moan resonate through the house. He had just been on his way to meet the boys  when he realized that he had forgotten his wallet. He had expected to find you on the couch either talking to a friend, or watching your favourite drama, but was surprised to be met with silence. That was until he heard it. Your moan. He had heard it too many times before to not be able to recognize it. 

He was quiet as he neared the bedroom you two shared, your moans getting louder and louder the closer he got. He could feel himself immediately becoming hard when he heard his name leave your lips in a breathy moan. His lust getting the better of him, he couldn’t stop himself as he pushed the door open. He gave you no time to react to being caught, as he quickly made his way to you, pinning you to the bed. 

Fuck baby, is this what you do when I’m not home?” He whispered into your ear. At the question, you could feel your cheeks flush as you shyly tried to look away, but Jin was having none of that. 

Gently gripping your chin, he turned your head so you’d be looking at him, “am I not satisfying you enough?” However, the question was not posed at you but rather himself. Before you could respond, his lips were already molded to yours. With only thoughts of making you feel good running through his head, his hand caressed down your body to replace where yours had been seconds ago. 

Originally posted by yoongichii

♡Yoongi♡:

You let out a frustrated sigh, as you thought back to the morning.

“Mmm baby,” you heard Yoongi murmur against you, his arm around your waist loosening.

“Hmm?“ You  mumbled, curling more into his chest.  

You were answered by silence. You smiled, as you began wonder if he had fallen back asleep. Before you could turn your head and check for yourself, you felt him press his lips against your bare shoulder. You were wide awake as he continued to kiss along your exposed back. As you felt the hand that had been around your waist begin to slither down in between your thighs, you couldn’t help but wait in anticipation. But nothing came. Instantly, all sensations were gone as the bed dipped and he got up.

You swiveled your head to look at him, "Yoongi what the hell?”

“Sorry Y/N, I have dance practice I can’t be late,” he smirked.

Your eyes narrowed at the memory; because of your teasing boyfriend you had been feeling beyond needy the whole day. However, you refused to play his game.

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You had thought you’d be fine. You had sworn to yourself that you’d be fine, but the effect he had on you was strong. You tentatively turned your head to the side to make sure Yoongi was asleep before you slipped your hand down your pj shorts. 

You were close when you suddenly felt the heat of Yoongi’s intense stare on you. No words were spoken as he moved down your body, his head coming to rest between your thighs. 

“Jagiya, if you were this horny you should’ve just told me,” he smirked.

You were just about to tell him it was his fault when you felt his tongue against you, instantly shutting you up.

Originally posted by cyyphr

♡Hoseok♡:

“Jagiya wake up,” you heard a voice call as they shook you awake.

With your cheeks flushed, your eyes slowly opened to find Hoseok hovering above you. He looked worried.

“Oh thank God. Were you having a nightmare Y/N?” He asked, relieved to finally see you awake. Your tongue practically dried as you recalled very vividly what your dream had been about, or rather who it had been about.

“Uh,” you said awkwardly, “no…why?”

“You were making strange sounds,” he pointed out. With a puzzled look he continued, “well if it wasn’t a nightmare then what w-oh.” He abruptly paused as the realization dawned on his face. You were far too embarrassed to say anything. You couldn’t even look Hoseok straight in the eyes. You bit your lip hoping you could just disappear when you suddenly felt Hoseok press a kiss against your neck. 

“You have nothing to be embarrassed about,” he reassured you, “however,” he paused, “I’d like it if you could tell me what it was about.”

Your eyes widened in surprise. Your mouth formed words before you could even think, “I-i had been uh…touching myself when you walked in and um you kind of helped me with that.” 

“How?” He asked with blown pupils. You hesitantly looked towards the zipper of his pants. Following your line of vision he understood.

“Would you like me to turn that dream into reality Jagiya?” He whispered into your ear.

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♡Namjoon♡:

If you had asked Namjoon what was going through his mind, when he heard your soft moans coming from the bedroom, he wouldn’t have been able to tell you. He wasn’t even sure himself. 

You had been so lost in your own euphoria, that you hadn’t heard the door open. All you know is that you had been in the process of pleasuring yourself when Namjoon suddenly burst through the door. 

Startled, your eyes were wide as you looked at him. The second you saw his face you could feel yourself shrink back. He looked absolutely furious. You watched as he crazily searched your room trying to find something or someone. However, he found nothing making what you had been doing to yourself only moments ago crystal clear.

“Namjoon?” You called questioningly, as you finally understood. You had initially thought that his anger was due to you pleasuring yourself without him, but were slightly hurt as you began to understand what had really upset him.

He ran a hand down his face and you couldn’t help but notice his jaw clenching, “fuck Y/N, I thought-I don’t know what I was thinking-fuck I’m so stupid.” 

“Namjoon do you not trust me?” The hurt on your face instantly sprung him into action as he got on his knees and began apologizing, “I do! Jagiya I do! I’m just stupid okay? You’re so damn perfect, that I can’t help but get worried sometimes.” 

Your eyes softened as you felt the sincerity in his words. You’d forgive him just this time. 

However, when he heard you say nothing he panicked,“Y/N, let me make it up to you.”

Curious you raised an eyebrow at him, “how?”

He looked as if he was in pain as the words left his mouth, "I’ll let you be in charge today.” You nearly laughed at how desperate he was to get you to forgive him. For someone as dominate as Namjoon, letting you have control was crazy. You couldn’t let this opportunity slip by. With an eager smile, you agreed.

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Bill Denbrough: jealous?

Pairing: bill denbrough x reader (gender neutral)

Summary: When Bill had invited you to hang out with his friends, he expected you guys to all get along, but he didn’t expect you guys to get along THIS well.

A/N: this takes place after the 2017 movie

Warnings: Richie’s jokes and cursing

You and Bill had met when you and him were sat together in chemistry by chance. The class was awfully dull, but the both of you looked forward to it simply because you’d get to talk and laugh with the other. He decided that he wanted to hang out with you outside of school, and in a bold move, he asked you to hang out with his friends. Sure it wasn’t the boldest move ever, but you just seemed so out of his league, that to him it seemed like a a huge leap.

“I’d love to hang out with you Billy” you said with a smile, testing out his new nickname. The plan was to hang out at the quarry this Saturday, and you offered to bring snacks for the whole group so you wouldn’t be imposing. He told you that it was fine, but you insisted.

You’d been looking forward to it all week, though you wouldn’t admit it. You like Billy a whole lot and we’re super excited when he asked you to hang out. And so, on the warm Saturday morning, you had styled your hair, and dressed in a summery style with a dad hat on.

When you arrived at the quarry, the only other people there by that point were Mike and Beverly.

“Hey guys!” You said to the two, and gave them each a hug. You’d met both of them before, despite Mike not even going to your school. The three of you all talked until Richie, Eddie, Ben, and Stan arrived.

“Dang, when Bill said he’d invited someone I expected someone like Eddie’s mom, not this hottie!” Richie said when he saw you, and Eddie sighed from behind him.

“Hi (y/n)! How is freshman year treating you?” Eddie said politely. For the next 15 minutes, you guys sat around, and you wondered where Bill was. After all, the main reason you’d come was because you wanted to hang out with him.

“H-hi guys! He-hey (y/n)! What’s up!” He gave you a hug when he walked up. Beverly watched Bill, and although he looked excited to see everyone, she could tell that he was also a bit jealous that the boys had been getting along with (y/n) so well.

(Y/n) blushed slightly when Bill hugged them, and then turned to the rest of the loser’s club and your eyes widened slightly.

“Oh yeah I almost forgot! I brought bomb pops and coke for us all!” You exclaimed and held out your offerings to them all. When you all began eating and talking, some of Stan’s coke spilled on your lap, and you shrieked quietly as you felt your clothes grow wet and sticky from the soda.

“Oh jeez I’m so sorry!” Stan said, and without thinking, he grabbed a towel and began rubbing you down with the towel. You blushed slightly from how close Stan was to you, and from the contact. This didn’t go unnoticed to Bill, and he grew slightly upset. Of course, ever the people reader, Beverly noticed Bill’s reaction too.

“Hey, it’s okay!” Said Mike, “we’re about to go dive into the water anyways! It’ll just come right off!”

“D-d-dive?!” You said and stood up.

“Careful (y/n), you’re sounding like Bill.” Said Richie with a smirk. You smacked the back of his head for the joke and Bill smiled.

“I-is there a puh-problem (y-y/n)?” Bill asked you

“No… I’ve just heard stories about how people have died from diving into quarries and things like it…” you said hesitantly.

“It’s okay (y/n), we do it all the time!” Said Ben to you.

“I-I’ll jump-p in w-with you (y/n)!” Bill said and stood up beside you, trying to show off.

“Okay… I’ll jump in if you go with me Billie.” You said.

All 8 of you undressed to your underwear, and when bill caught sight of you, he blushed madly.

“HOOOOT DAMN (Y/N)!” Yelled Richie, who was already at the edge. You crossed your arms, and walked next to Bill, grabbing his hand.

“Ready?” You said with what Bill thought was possibly the cutest smirk ever.

“Y-yeah!” Bill said with a smile, reflecting your nervous feelings, except his were from holding your hand (and standing next to (y/n) in their undies).

The both of you jumped together directly after Ben and Mike did. As soon as you popped back up above the water, you let out a delighted scream and hugged Bill.

“that. Was. Awesome!” You said and then swam off.

Once everybody else had reached the bottom, the group decision to play Marco-polo was reached. Mike was Marco, and when he happened to catch you, the two of you splashed and giggled for a bit, much to Bill’s chagrin.

Chicken fights came after, and once again, you ended up with someone else. You were sat on Ben’s shoulders, and you kept leaning down to talk to him in between battles.

Then relays, you were paired with Beverly, and he two of you embraced and giggled after winning.

Then, Stan attempted to teach you how to float on your back, which led to him holding you to keep you from drowning as you learned to float. After he had finished teaching you, the two of you floated together for a while.

Bill was pretty beaten down by now. He felt like he was taking punch after punch until Beverly swam over to him.

“Just tell (y/n) that you like them.” She said to him. He glanced over at you and Eddie splashing eachother a laughing and sighed.

“I-I d-don’t think th-that they like m-me though.” He said with a slight frown.

“Come on Bill, just trust me!” Beverly said to him and elbowed him. She smiled to herself, knowing that she had already convinced him.

“O-okay” he sighed

Around 5 in the afternoon, you and the loser’s club got out of the water to dry off, and ate your bomb pops. You sit across from bill, and smile the. Stick out your tongue at him to show him that it’s turned blue and red from the popsicle. He smiles at the cute gesture, but it quickly falls from his face when Richie sits down next to you and puts his arm around you casually.

For him, it’s the final straw, and he gets up and storms to to the top of the quarry. You frown and get up yo follow him, yelling his name after him to no response.

You go and sit next to him, out of breath from running up the quarry.

“Billie what’s wrong?” You ask and lay your hand on is shoulder to comfort him.

“N-Nothing” he says and pushes your hand off of his shoulder.

“Are you sure about that? It just kind of seems like you’re upset at me for somethi-” you say with one eyebrow cocked.

“N-nothing’s Wr-wrong (y-y/n)!” He yells back

“Should I not have come today?” You ask quietly.

“N-no! Maybe I-I shouldn’t ha-have c-come today! That way ma-maybe you and R-Richie could have s-some more a-alone time! Or y-you and M-Mike! Or you an-and Eddie! Or y-you and St-Stan!” He said, getting louder the longer he shouted.

“Why are you saying this?” You ask him

“Be-because it seems li-like you want to be here w-with anyone b-but me!” He said quieter this time.

Realization dawned on you.

“Billy, are you jealous?” You said with a shy smirk.

“N-no.” He said, but his cheeks betrayed his words and turned bright red.

“Hey Billy… I like you too.” You say, grabbing his hand and give him a light peck on the cheek.

“R-really?” He smiled like an idiot

“Yes really.”

“HEY WILL YOU TWO FINISH UP YOUR QUICKIE AND GET BACK DOWN HERE!” Richie yells, ruining the perfect moment. You snort when you hear someone (probably Beverly) smack Richie in retaliation.

So, the two of you walk back down to the bottom of the quarry hand in hand, but not before Bill returns your earlier favor to him and kisses you on the cheek.

Richie Tozier || Too Soon

A/N: I hope you guys enjoy this one, it took three different tries to get it somewhat of how I wanted it to be! This is set ten years later, so in the late 90’s! It needed to be earlier than twenty-seven years, so here we are! Please enjoy!

The sound of light rain pattering against the window slowly drew you to consciousness, your eyes slowly opening to face the window. There was barely any light coming through the curtains, the only time it really shown any was when lightening struck. The quiet snores from your sleeping husband behind you continued for a few moments before a clap of thunder shook the small house and drew Richie from his peaceful sleep, “it never fucking fails.” He groaned sleepily as he turned his body to face your back and threw his arm over your waist, he pulled you to his chest before he placed a gentle kiss on your neck as your laced your fingers with his over your abdomen. Another clap of thunder echoed outside two minutes later when he settled back down and he growled, “decent sleep. That’s all I fucking ask for.”

A soft snort escaped you as you looked at Richie over your shoulder, “well, I mean, that’s not all you ask for.” His lips turned into a suggestive grin, “well, you’re not wrong,” his hand slid to your waist as grasped it gently. You rolled your eyes, “Richie-“ the shrill ringing of the house phone echoed throughout the house, the sound of it making you both rise to your elbows. “I guess going back to sleep is not in my near fucking future.” You gave a small laugh, “I’ll go answer it then, you big baby.” The ringing stopped and you froze for a moment, before it began ringing again and you continued to make your way out of the bed. Richie’s hand fell on your lap, “Nah, I got it.” He fully sat up and the sheets pooled around his hips before he threw them onto you and climbed out of the bed, he used the palm of his hand to rub his eyes as he yawned, then he quickly pulled on his jeans and a t-shirt before he walked out of the room. “Richie, if you’re going to smoke-“ you called out after him, the ringing stopped, “-close the door! I know the drill, babe.”

Your lips lifted in a smile as you heard your Richie’s response, however, the smile dropped a few seconds later as a wave of nausea hit, causing you to hastily throw the sheets off of your legs and you threw yourself off the bed, sprinting into the bathroom. You heaved into the toilet, your hands harshly grasping the edge of it. After a moment of waiting for another wave, you leaned back against the cool wall and panted quietly when the nausea did not come back. You had no choice. You had to tell Richie today. Standing up, you quickly washed your hands and brushed your teeth and hair before you changed out of Richie’s t-shirt and into a pair of jeans and a sweater. With a nervous glance at your outfit, more as a way to stall time than actual concern for the clothing, you made your way out of your shared room.

You nerves slowly began to rise with each step that you took and you caught yourself glancing at the pictures that littered throughout the house. Some of the pictures of the two of you and your friends, then some of just the two of you at different stages: kids, teenagers, when he finally asked you out your sophomore year, graduation, both of your twenty-first birthdays, and other pivotal moments. They seemed like ages ago, when it was only a few short years. Well, most of them anyway, your twenty-first being just two years ago along with your engagement that he planned out beautifully with the help of Eddie, and your engagement party; and last year from your wedding day, your honey moon; and finally from your anniversary date that was three months ago. A small sonogram tucked away in your bedside table was going to be the newest addition to all of the memories that were randomly placed in the house.

You glanced over at the sliding glass door that lead to the back porch, your stomach tightening at the sight of Richie. He sat on one of the outside chairs, hunched over, his hands cradled his head and between his ring finger, that held the silver wedding band, and his middle finger, was a cigarette. Hesitantly, you slide the door open and then close, before you gently wrapped your arms around his shoulder. He was shuttering as if he was holding back a cry. “It’s ok, Richie. It’s ok.” You felt his back rise as he took the last puff of his cigarette before he flicked it into a puddle of rain.

Silently, you waited for him to speak as you held him and tried to comfort him from whatever he heard from the phone call. “Fuck.” His raspy voice cut through the silence as he leaned back into your embrace, his hand came up to gently hold your arm. He gave a chuckle and looked up at you, his curly black hair falling awkwardly from his head being tilt back. Your eyes scanned over his face, his eyes were red, a sad but reassuring smile was on his face, the dreary weather made the freckles that littered across his nose become more prominent. You leaned down and pressed a soft kiss against his lips, your hands crossed over his chest, “Whatever it is, we will get through it.” Your words are quiet, his eyes staring into yours. He looked as if he was about to tell you what the phone call was about.

Before you could cut him off, he spoke. “It’s back.” You froze, the sense of fear filled your body and your head spun. That was the last thing you wanted to hear before you told him you were pregnant. Your arms dropped to your sides and you looked out into the small yard, your eyes filled with tears before you glanced down at the faded scar on your hand. The pact. You had to go back to Derry.

“Who called?” Your voice was barely above a whisper as you pulled the sweater closer around you, then your grasped the railing in front of you. You heard Richie sigh as he stood up and wrapped his arms around your waist, just above you growing bump. “Mike… I just called Eddie… I think it may have been easier for him to hear it through me that…” Richie’s voice broke before he shook it off, you knew it was his way of trying to be strong for the both of you, “that fucking clown is back and it’s seventeen years early.”

You glanced down and bit your lip, “When do we leave?” His arms tightened around you, you felt his head move from where it was, to now placing a kiss on your shoulder, “you’re staying.” You turn with wide eyes, “like hell I am! Have you lost your fucking mind Richie? I’m going.” Richie leaned forward and pulled you to him, “No, you’re not.”

Before you could argue, he grasped your cheeks and pulled you forward into a loving kiss, “I didn’t want you involved in the FIRST place and now, with us actually being together? Married? There is no way in hell you are EVER going back to Derry.” You could tell he held back something, his eyes were hard as he glared at the concrete between your bodies before he shifted his gaze back to your eyes.

You poked his chest, “if you go, I go.” Before he could argue, you spoke up, “and you’re fucking going because our friends need us. Those kids in Derry, need us. And I need you to come home, alive. So no, we are going.”

His jaw clenched and unclenched, his facial expression held onto its stubborn expression, then he nodded, “fine, we’ll go.” His eyes moved from yours to the backyard, his eyes looked everywhere but at you. His jaw was still tense and his mouth was tightly closed, he was trying figure out his words carefully, “we go, we do what we can, but we aren’t getting involved.”

“Richie-“

“Because I am not letting that clown ever get his hands on you ever again or our child.” Your heart stopped at that, his eyes finally came back to yours, “I saw the sonogram in your table while I was looking for the spare car key. I’m sorry, I was going to allow you to tell me, you know, act surprised and happy like I was when I saw the sonogram.” An amused smile broke on his lips as he tried to lighten the mood from the argument, “I can’t… you know, it’s really hard to try and fake being scared like I was at first, I got that out of my system after a few minutes,” he chuckled softly. He quickly regained his seriousness, “but we will not get involved, Y/N. I’m serious, I’ll drag your pregnant ass back so fucking fast-“

You pulled him down into a kiss and stopped his rambling, “I can’t believe you already knew.” You whispered, slightly upset that he found out before you could tell him, you were almost more upset about that than It returning so soon. “Listen, babe, I’m sorry. I really am and when we get back, we can do something special to celebrate. Hell, as long as mom’s not drunk, we can go tell her and dad. Whatever you want to celebrate this baby. But I’m fucking serious, we do not going into those fucking sewers. I mean it.” You knew there was no more fighting it, you gave a nod, any help was better than none. Richie wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed your forehead, “I love you and I know I love this baby, I don’t want to loose either of you. So, let’s go pack our stuff… ok?” You gave a nod as you pulled away, his hands reached forward and placed a gentle hand over your abdomen, “I’ll protect the both of you.”