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Billy Hargrove Imagine- Mysterious Boy

Originally posted by xananeedscoffee

*I DON’T OWN ANY GIFS POSTED* *CREDIT TO GIF OWNERS*

Okay, as I said I would, I wrote a Billy Hargrove imagine.  I tried change him up a little a make him more charming rather than douchey.  I understand his character is supposed to be antagonistic and that is why I tried to change him a little to fit my narrative.  I hope you all enjoy this!  Feel free to send in requests if you have any.

Warnings: Sexual innuendoes/references, mild language, and mild violence

*Any type of abuse is a serious thing whether it be child or spousal.  If anybody is in a situation where they are under these same conditions I urge you to get help immediately.  No one should ever be getting or ever get abused.*


The obnoxious sound of your alarm rang through your ears pulling you from your slumber.  You quickly shut off the ringing and rolled out of bed heading straight to the bathroom.  Your morning routine was pretty simple; brush teeth, blow out hair, get dressed, then out the door to head to school.  Once you finished your hair, you slipped into a tight pair of high waist jeans, your Ratt tour T-shirt and leather jacket, and high-top sneakers.  You took one quick glance in the mirror before heading out to your 1984 Corvette.  Tossing your backpack into the passenger seat, you started the engine and were off.

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anonymous asked:

au where otabek is a fashion youtuber and certain blonde in his audience drools everytime he shows his legs

an upgrade: yuri is a fashion designer and he REALLY wants to see otabek wearing something he made, so he makes a pair of tight high-waist jeans and a crop top and sends them to otabek with a message saying

“hey dude so i’m sort of trying to become a proper fashion designer, mind checking out these clothes and making a video review? be honest! - yuri p.

ps. keep the clothes if they fit you and you like them”

yuri almost screams when he sees that otabek has posted an entire video about himself wearing yuri’s clothes instead of just including them into some video. otabek reads out the message yuri sent and opens the package. he says things like “wow, i can’t believe someone actually made these? they’re so well sown”, and yuri blushes so bad when he’s watching the video, hands sweaty and shaking.

but then the video cuts to the next scene where otabek already has the clothes on (yuri would’ve wanted to see otabek dressing himself in those and he knows his other followers would’ve too, but otabek is not that kind of youtuber, sadly). otabek always has his camera at his table, right? so the has to walk back a little to show off his body. he twirls around and looks at himself over his shoulder.

“wow, these fit me super well? i don’t know if you can see the fabric of these jeans but it’s so soft and feels great”, otabek says and keeps showing his round, perfect butt to the camera and yuri has a heart attack.

“and this top? i never thought crop tops could fit me but i dunno, it looks kinda nice? what do you guys think?”, and yuri has to pause the video to drink some water. this had been a good idea in his head, but seeing otabek’s ass and his lean stomach in the clothes that yuri made himself are too fucking much.

otabek twirls around in front of the camera for a while longer, all the while talking, before leaning closer to the camera and saying: “well, that’s it for today. definitely check out this designer’s clothes, i’ve included the link to the description! thanks, yuri p., i’m keeping these.”

the video ends with a wink and a grin, and yuri finds himself mirroring the grin. two hours later, yuri gets a notification that altin.o has started following him on instagram.

I’ve Got This Friend

Originally posted by turtlenovas

*gif not mine*

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader!Henderson 

Warning: Swearing probs

I’ve Got This Friend

It was a typical Saturday morning in your house, mom was out shopping with friends and you were stuck with your dorky brother all day. Well he’s a dork but you love him so you guess it won’t be so bad. Once you were dressed in your new tight high waist blue jeans and long sleeved black roll neck you headed downstairs to see what your brother was up to. 

“Hey Dustin do you wanna grab some lunch?” You asked heading down the stairs and stopping when you see Steve Harrington instead, and then your brother came bundling in with his jacket on and in a hurry. 

“I’m already going with Steve but maybe next week?” And with that he was trying to leave but Steve looked torn, you were quite good friends with Steve in school but recently he’s been hanging around with your brother more, and well since he’d been coming around you developed a tiny crush but it was slightly annoying that you’d hardly seen your brother properly in weeks because he’s always with Steve.

“Okay, sure next week.” You mumbled before the two of them left the house leaving you alone, but not even a minute later Steve returned.

“You wanna come with us?” He asked making you grin and grab your jacket. 

“I thought you’d never ask.” You told him making him laugh and follow you out this time, of course Dustin was in the front seat.

“So where are we going?” You asked once the engine was started up. 

“Probably Benny’s Dustin-”

“Likes the pancakes yeah I know.” You finished for Steve not trying at all to hide your jealously over your sibling.

“Right of course, so I was thinking Benny’s and then we can stop off at the arcade.” Steve announced making Dustin grin.

“Yes! I can show you my new high score on Dug Dig, and Y/N can teach you she has more patience than me!” You chuckled at Dustin’s words as Steve eyed you with slight admiration in his eyes. You were popular in school, but different popular, like everyone liked you for you and you had a lot of friends because you were nice. Which he liked too, he was a dick when he was popular but he knew you weren’t like that. 

Once you were all inside Benny’s and waiting for your food Dustin spoke up as you were gazing out of the window. 

“Stop staring at my sister Harrington it’s weird.” Dustin said in a not so quiet whisper making Steve smirk at you as you looked over shocked. 

“Staring is rude.” You told him only half teasing as he tried not to smile.

“I can’t help it when it’s such a pretty view.” You scoffed and rolled your eyes as he laughed a little bit before you all dug into your food happily. 

“Y/N show Steve how to play! Y/N look, you can do it here-” You cut off Dustin’s excited rambles off by holding your hand up.

“Dusty would you chill, I’ll show him how to play just calm down.” You instructed through a laugh making Steve watch the two of amused before he leaned in particularly close to watch you play, he has to admit you were much more graceful than the younger Henderson sibling when playing. He noticed however when he leaned in a little closer and you felt his breath on your neck you did lose the game, with a small playful smirk you faced him. 

“Sorry Harrington do you mind, you’re distracting me.” You said and his smirk turned to a smile before Dustin all but pushed you out of the way to have his turn.

“I didn’t realise I was such a distraction.” He had joked making you raise an eyebrow. 

“Well you are.” Was all you could muster as he was staring intently at you. 

“Are you busy tomorrow night?” He blurted making both of your eyebrows rise in shock. 

“Nope, I’m totally free tomorrow night.” You promised making him nod at the information. 

“Well I’ve got this friend who thinks you’re totally hot.” Once again you smiled at his words.

“Oh really?” You teased further as he nodded stepping closer to you. 

“Yep, he thinks girls that play video games are really attractive.” He purred making you bite your lip as excitement bubbled up inside you. 

“Well tell your friend to pick me up at 7?” You suggested as he trapped you against the Pac Man machine. 

“Got it 7.” He mumbled before grabbing your waist and pulling you into him and putting his lips on yours in a gentle kiss, before it escalated to anything PG you pulled away with a smile and Steve looked a little confused. 

“Just to clarify you do know I’m the friend right?” Laughing at his words you grabbed the collar of his jacket and kissed him again. 

Sexy Fit

Summary: You, Nancy and Jonathan are going to one of Steve’s basketball games. Everyone keeps making snide remarks about you choice of clothing.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader

A/N: This was inspired by something that happened to my friend irl

Tags: @xanaphorax


“ So, I’m confused. “ Nancy said, a smirk playing on her lips. “ What is a sexy fit? “

You looked at her in the mirror as you fixed your hair. “ What are you talking about? “

Nancy held up the new, green cardigan you had gotten at the mall the other day. She read off the tag. “ The perfect sexy fit…? What does that even mean Y/N? “

You shrugged. “ I dunno, maybe it’s more form fitting or something. “

Nancy let out a laugh. “ Form fitting? It’s a cardigan, Y/N! “

Rolling your eyes, you turned around and snatched the cardigan from her. You owned a lot of cardigans, they were a staple item in your everyday look. You could’ve just worn any normal one, but tonight was special.


You’d overheard Steve and Jonathan talking the other day at lunch, tuning in just in time to hear Steve say that his favorite color was green. That day, you’d driven straight to the mall after school in search of the perfect green cardigan.

It was stupid, you knew it was. But you were completely, head over heels, utterly and completely in love with Steve Harrington. And you needed something to catch his attention at the game tonight.

You wriggled you’re legs into a pair of black tights, tugging up your high waisted jean shirt afterwards. You pulled the green cardigan over the black turtle neck that was tucked neatly into your skirt.

Nancy handed you your black headband. Another staple item. “ You look great. The sexy fit looks nice on you. “

“ Okay, I’m glad you got that out of your system. “ You said as she held back laughter.

People described your style as prim and boring. But you honestly didn’t give a shit. You enjoyed looking put together and yes, a bit nerdy.

“ Jonathan is going to be here any minute. “ Nancy told you, putting on her jacket and grabbing her purse.

You followed her out of your bedroom and into the living room to wait for Jonathan’s car to pull up.

“ Be back by midnight or we’re locking you out! “ your father called, hopefully jokingly, from the kitchen.

You laughed. “ Yeah, okay, Dad. “

“ I mean it! “

“ Sure, love you! “

“ And I you! “

Nancy and you hurried outside to Jonathan’s car. He smiled as you slid into the backseat, Nancy into the passenger.

“ Hey. “ he greeted. “ You guys look nice. “

Nancy grinned, looking back at you. “ Yeah, Y/N is wearing her sexy fit cardigan. “

You groaned.

Jonathan looked confused as he started driving down the street. “ Sexy fit? “

“ My cardigans tag says it has a ‘ sexy fit ‘ and Nancy thinks it’s hilarious. “ You grumbled.

“ How does a cardigan have a ‘ sexy fit ‘? It’s a freaking cardigan! “ Nancy exclaimed.

Jonathan chuckled.

You pointed an accusing finger at him. “ Not you too, Byers! “

He tried to hold in his laughs. “ No….I’m not….I would never….”

“ I’m divorcing you two. “

You arrived at the school shortly after that. The three of you walked to the gym, eager to find good seats. As you climbed the bleachers, you spotted Steve on the court, running drills.

Even while he was running and jumping and sweaty, his hair was perfect.

You tried to ignore the butterflies swirling in your stomach.

Nancy pulled you down into a seat beside her. She turned to Jonathan. “ Do you wanna get drinks while we save the seats? “

They shared some secret look before Jonathan nodded.

He gave Nancy a quick peck on the lips. “ Be right back. “

As soon as he was gone, Nancy whirled around to face you. “ Okay, spill. “

“ Spill What? “

“ Don’t play dumb, Y/N. “ Nancy said. “ You’ve been acting weird all day, including the whole cardigan thing. “

You groaned. “ Okay, enough about the cardigan, Nance - “

Nancy cut you off by holding up a hand. “ Y/N, you have millions of cardigans, so why did you go out of your way on Friday to go find this one? “

Your eyes flitted involuntarily down to the court, to Steve, then back to Nancy. It couldn’t have been more than a second. But Nancy caught it.

“ Oh. My. God. “ Nancy grinned. “ I knew it! “

“ Shut up! “ You hissed.

“ You like Steve. “ She whisper yelled. “ You like Steve! I always kind of had a feeling that you did but, I didn’t think you’d freaking buy a cardigan to impress him. OH MY GOD, YOU GOT A GREEN ONE ON PURPOSE! It’s his favorite color! Y/N you’re - “

You slapped your hand over her mouth. “ Nance, I love you. But can you please shut the hell up? The game is starting. “

Nancy started to talk again, but was interrupted by Jonathan handing you two your drinks.

“ Hey, they didn’t have regular. I hope Diet Coke is okay. “ he said.

You waved him off. “ It’s fine, thanks. “

Basketball wasn’t really your thing, and you didn’t understand much of it. But you tried your best to pay attention. Every time Steve did something that you thought was good, you cheered until your throat hurt.

“ Y/N, he just got a foul. “ Jonathan told you.

“ Oh. “

By the end of the game, you were more confused then when it started. But Hawkins had won. Everyone lept to their feet, cheering for the boys as they shook hands with the other team.

The three of you rushed down the court where Steve met you, a huge grin on his face.

Jonathan gave him a high five. “ Good job, man. “

“ Thanks. “ Steve said, his eyes bright. He and Nancy were talking about you all meeting up to eat at the dinner when he glanced over at you.

His smile wavered a little as he eyed you up and down. You felt your cheeks flush. Steve was checking you out.

“ Yeah, just wait until I get changed, okay? “ he said, turning back to Nancy.

As you walked back to Jonathan’s car, Nancy stopped abruptly.

“ You know, “ she began. “ The diner is going to get packed. Maybe Jonathan and I should go ahead and get us all a booth. “

You glared at her. “ Nancy Wheeler, I swear to fucking god - “

“ You should stay to let Steve know where we went. And you can ride with him so he won’t be lonely. “ Her smile was devilish.

You looked to Jonathan for help. He gave you a smalll smile.

“ I think that’s a good idea, Nance. “

Ignoring your pleas, the two traitors climbed into Jonathans car and sped out of the parking lot. You were going to kill them.

“ Y/N? “

You whirled around to see Steve walking towards you, carrying his duffel bag. “ Hey. “

He pointed to where the car had dissapeared. “ Did they just leave. “

“ They wanted to save a booth. “ You explained.

Steve shrugged, unlocking his car. “ Well, climb on in. “

You slid into the passengers seat as Steve settled down behind the wheel. He turned to look at you after starting up the car.

“ You look nice in green. “ He said, smiling.

You blushed. “ Thanks. “

The two of you were silent for a moment as Steve pulled out of the parking lot.

“ You know, greens my favorite color, right? “

Your heart was pounding. You could either lie, or basically admit that you had worn his favorite color on purpose.

“ Um…”

So, you went with ‘um’.

Steve laughed. “ If you wanted my attention, you really didn’t need to go through all that trouble. “

You stared ahead as Steve parked the car outside the diner. “ And why is that? “

“ Because you already had it. “

His lips were on yours before you even had a chance to blink. His mouth was soft and lush, moving against yours like gentle waves crashing against the beach.

Steve’s hand crept around your back, tugging up your shirt and pressing his palm into your bare skin. You pressed forward, aching to be closer to him. You swiftly ran your hands around his neck and into his hair. You felt him moan into your mouth.

There was nothing rushed about the kiss. It was slow and smooth and seemed to never end.

That is until there was a knock on your window.

Steve and you broke apart with a jump to see Jonathan standing outside the car. You released a shaky laugh as you ran a hand through your hair and straighten out your shirt.

Steve glanced over at you with a smile as you both stepped out of the car.

Jonathan raised an eyebrow at you and Steve. “ You two have fun? “

You shoved him lightly. “ Shut up. “

Nancy was waiting for you all inside, sitting at a booth. She smirked when she saw you and Steve’s disheveled hair and swollen lips.

“ It was definitely the cardigan. “ she said.

You grinned at her. “ It’s all about the sexy fit. “

Safe Haven. Billy Hargrove. Chapter 1.

Originally posted by netflixuniversity

(this gif is not mine. Credit to the owner.)

Warning: Cursing, sexual assault/harassment, that’s it I think?? This is my first time doing this so please bear with me.

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x OFC character Dominique Villegas.

Word Count: 3,977

A/N: Okay so I know that the Stranger Things writers wrote Billy as a shitty person who is flawed, but I, as well as a lot of others, would like to see a redemption arc for mullet boy, and since I don’t think that it’s going to happen on the show 😒 I’m taking into my own hands and making my own redemption arc for him. Please don’t come for me in my inbox pointing out his shitty characteristics, I’m well aware, but I’m in too deep now and there’s no turning back. If you’re reading this, I hope you enjoy the first chapter, reblogging and commenting is welcome 😘 


“I don’t know why I have to go. These are your friends Skylar, not mine.”

Dominique says, jumping up and pulling her skin tight, high waisted jeans up her thighs, having to lay on the bed and button them. She gets off the bed and looks at herself in the mirror, impressed with how good her figure looked in the jeans. The jeans might have been a pain to get on, but they didn’t look half bad.

“Dude, shut up. You’re not the new girl anymore, you have friends.”

“Like I said, they’re your friends, not mine. I’m only ‘cool’ by association, me being the popular cheerleader’s cousin. I know your friends only see me as the smart girl they can cheat off of in class. I’m a living, breathing cliché.”

She shrugs her shoulders, doing last minute touches to her make up. Skylar sighs and shakes her head.

“That’s not true. You know that Abby likes you, so does Rochelle. And you’re beautiful too. Smart and pretty, you have it all.”

“It’s whatever. I’m only staying for an hour or two, I have to study, and after the last party we went to together I don’t trust you to keep an eye on me and bring me home.”

Skylar laughs and smacks her shoulder. Since Hawkins was a small town everyone in town had grown up with one another. So when Dominique moved to the town not knowing anybody other than her cousin it was hard to make new friends. Even knowing one person who had a ton of friends didn’t help the situation because they didn’t share any memories together. Skylar’s friends didn’t like her, even though Skylar swore up and down that they did, Dominique knew the extent of their tolerance was cheating off her in class and copying her homework.  

“Hey, I looked for you for like, 10 minutes before I left with Matt Booker.”

“I was passed out on the couch because you made me drink whatever the hell kind of poison Vinny had in that punch bowl, and Matt isn’t even cute. If you leave me alone at this party to go get laid I’m going to kick your ass.”

They both laugh, finishing up getting ready for the Halloween party.


As much as Dominique didn’t want to go to the party she was having a pretty good time. Skylar’s friends were actually including her in their conversations, a few guys were even coming up and talking to her. Maybe it was just because of her Halloween costume, Sandy Olsen from one of her favorite movies Grease, but to be honest she didn’t mind the attention. She hadn’t had a boyfriend since she moved to Hawkins, not even a date. Dominique got bored with the conversation Skylar’s friends were having, so she makes her way outside to see what was happening, she spots Nancy Wheeler, she has a few classes with her and she was one of the first people to actually be genuinely nice.

“Hey Nancy.”

She smiles. Nancy turns and looks at Dominique, smiling back at her. Nancy’s boyfriend Steve waves at her, taking a sip from his red solo cup, his arm draped over Nancy’s shoulder. Steve and Dominique got along pretty well, he sat in the seat in front of her in her college writing class at school and they’ve gotten to know each other pretty well.

“Hey Dom. Wow, you look great.”

“Thanks. So do you and Steve.”

The three of them go back and forth talking about maybe wanting to hang out this coming weekend, but as their talking the people at the party start gathering in the corner cheering and yelling. They turn their attention to just across from where they’re standing.

“19… 20… 21… 22!”

The crowd starts to count out loud. Billy Hargrove, one of the new guys in town, comes up from drinking the keg. He spews some left over beer out of his mouth, the crowd erupting in more cheers.

“THAT’S HOW YOU DO IT HAWKINS! THAT’S HOW YOU DO IT!”

He chants, the crowd chanting him on, clapping. Billy makes eye contact with Steve, a smirk painted across his face. He walks over, a leather jacket covering his naked torso and a pair of blue tight jeans, as he gets closer he looks Dominique up and down, licking his lips and grinning at her. She glares at him and shoots him a dirty look.

“Guess Hawkins has a new keg king, huh Harrington?”

He says, patting Steve on the back, the crowd following him inside.

“He’s a dick.”

Steve says, glaring at Billy walk away.

“Keg king?”

Dominique questions, directing her question to Steve. He rolls his eyes and half smiles.

“I used to be the life of the party, I guess. He full of shit, don’t listen to him.”  

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“The World Could Change Its Heart”// G.D Imagine

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A/N: I’m back and better than ever with request. From now on you guys can check out if my request are open or closed by clicking on my masterlist because quiet frankly I am way to lazy yo go back and forth on changing it on all my other imagines lol.

REQUESTED : 

Can I request a cute/sad Grayson imagine inspired by the song Scars To Your Beautiful by Alessia Cara? Btw I love your imagines and the way you describe things :) 

WARNING(S): MENTIONS EATING DISORDER AND INSECURITY. THIS IS A SAD IMAGINE W/ A SMALL AMOUNT OF FLUFF

Feedback would be nice xx 


You sit there at the empty lunch table, watching as all the cliques pass by you. The cheerleaders hang around with the jocks in the middle of the lunchroom, the artist sit on the far left, the nerds sit on the far right, the druggies near the bathrooms, and you sit in the far right corner hidden by a large fake tree. Your glasses rest on the bridge of your nose as you nervously fiddle with your sweater. 

You were invisible to everyone. Everyone would just walk past you without a second glance. They would push you around as if you weren’t in view. You were alone in the large school of over a thousand kids. You would think at least one person would be friends with you, talk to you, but that wasn’t your case. Hell, even the nerds ignored you when you should really belong in their cliche. 

All you want is to be beautiful, to be seen as beautiful by everyone that walks around you. You want to be as pretty as all the other girls that are surrounded by guys wanting them. You want to be the girl that leaves that wow factor just by walking inside the building. 

What you don’t notice is a hazel eyed boy staring at you. A boy who has taken notice in you since the beginning of freshmen year but never had the nerve to ask you out. The two of you were now juniors with not one single word spoken to one another. 

That night when you get home you stare at yourself in the mirror. Lifting you shirt up you stare at your abdomen and wish it was flatter, that your thighs had the perfect thigh gap, and that your butt was bigger. She wishes her face was smooth and flawless. That your brows were just a little fuller, her lips just a bit more plumper, and her cheeks just a bit slimmer. She stares at the images of all the celebrity women taped up on your wall. All of them thin, flawless, and have all the attention they want. That night you took the initiative to change yourself and be the girl hanged up on the wall. 


 Contacts in, face freshly made with make-up, white adidas on, with a tight grey cami and high waisted ripped jeans. Your hair was straightened down to perfection and you felt okay for once.  You walked through the halls with your head held high hoping that at least someone noticed. The hazel eyed boy watched as you walked inside with a whole new look. He furrowed his eyebrows wondering what brought such a change in such a short time. 

People did stare. People did wonder who you were. Whispers were heard around you as you strutted down the halls to your locker. You grabbed all the books you needed as people eyed you. You smiled at the attention that continued on all day. 

During lunch one of the cheerleaders offered for you to sit with them. You smiled and walked with them. There at the same table sat the hazel eyed boy. He gave you a shy smile as you stood in front of them. 

“What’s your name?” asked on of the cheerleaders as she sat on one of the football players laps. 

“Y/N,” You quietly said with a shy smile feeling a bit self-conscious as you were surrounded by skinny girls with flawless actions. 

“Y/N, are you new here?” The same cheerleader asked. 

“No she isn’t,” the hazel eyed boy spoke catching everyone, even yourself off guard. You turned to look at him with wide eyes as both of your faces heated up into a fiery red. 

“Damn Grayson you were know her don’t you,” said the boy sitting next to Grayson. His identical twin who’s name you have not yet learned. Grayson awkwardly laughed and sheepishly looked down to the floor. 

“Umm no I’m not. I’ve been going here since freshmen year.” You awkwardly said while clearing your throat hoping your face color would return to normal. 

“Damn why have we never seen you around?” The cheerleader asked again with a tilted head she eyed you up and down. 

“I don’t know, I guess I just wasn’t that noticeable.” You shrugged while taking a seat down next to Grayson’s twin brother. 

“Oh how rude of us. Why don’t we all introduce ourselves to our new friend. I’m Kayla. Right there sitting next to you is Ethan, Grayson, Debbie, Marc, Ryan, Lilly, Bethany, Paul, and Lincoln. The other’s have lunch at a separate time from us.” Kayla smiled as she pointed at each person as she introduced them to me. 

You nodded your head with a smile and greeted them all. The rest of lunch was spent with the girls asking you questions about your make-up and your outfit. Grayson picked at his food as he listened to you shyly talk to the girls about things you weren’t even sure about. He noticed the small shakiness in your voice that you were hoping no one would notice and the way you bounced your leg up and down feeling anxious about sitting down at the popular table. 

He was noticing the small things that no one else took notice of and that even yourself weren’t aware of. 


It’s been a few weeks now. You were getting sick of being someone you knew you weren’t, but beauty is pain. At least that’s what you would tell yourself whenever you were near giving up. There were mornings you would look at yourself in your bathroom mirror and hold back the tears that begged to come out because your face was just freshly made up. 

Walking through the halls had grown exhausting. Physically and mentally. Your body felt tired just by walking up a flight of stairs and your hands would shake at the smallest amount of change in the AC at the school. Lunch time has now become a nightmare and everyone spoke to you and you felt even to tired to speak. 

Grayson noticed you slowly fading away. Both mentally and physically. He never sees you with food or eating anything all day long. He wonders if you ever eat anymore by the way your face sinks in and how weak you look. 

“Hey, umm do you want my apple?” Grayson quietly asks not wanting to grab any un-needed attention from the others. 

“No, I’m good thanks.” You weakly smile as you feel your stomach tighten at the sight of the crisp red apple is his tan hands. Your mouth waters for it but you tell yourself that you can go a little while longer. 

“Are you sure?” He asks again noticing you eye the red apple with a sad expression. 

“Positive,” you nod before excusing yourself from the table and walking out of the lunchroom fifteen minutes earlier than anyone else. They all look at you confused and wonder what was wrong. Grayson soon excuses himself and falls after you. The table is left with curiosity filling their minds before shrugging it off and continuing on with their conversations. Ethan on the other hand knows what’s going on. His brother would mention his worries about you to him every night when the two would be alone at home. He truly hoped you were okay. 

You started off walking down the hall towards the bathroom, then jogging, soon enough you found yourself sprinting down the hall wanting to get to the bathroom sooner. You felt the tears building up in your eyes and the pain you were feeling kept growing stronger. 

Grayson chased you, but you didn’t notice him. When you walked inside the bathroom you were thankful that no one was in their. You turned to look at yourself in the mirror and cried harder as you noticed the mascara dripping down your eyes onto your perfectly contoured cheeks. 

Grayson stood outside contemplating on what to do. He gave himself a small pep-talk before pushing the door open and locking it behind him. The moment you heard the door open you quickly turned to see who it was. Your eyes widened when you saw a boy inside the bathroom and with his hand on the lock. 

“I know I’m not supposed to be in here and could get in a shitload of trouble, but I couldn’t live with myself if I just let you walk out of the lunchroom. I’m not going to hurt you okay,” he whispered with so much sincerity in his voice that is almost sounded fake to you. Almost did. You stared at him quietly, your mind spinning with so many questions as he stepped closer to you and stood in front of you. 

“I remember freshmen year….you were wearing this pink sweater with a pair of high waisted jeans and combat boots. Your hair was pulled back into a pony tail with your face free of any-make up and glasses perched on the bridge of your nose.” Grayson quietly admitted taking your breath away. Your face heated up as you stared into his eyes with curiosity swimming in them. 

“How do you remember what I wore on the first day of high school?” you asked him. Your skin feeling as if flames were crawling up engulfing your body. Your eyes trained on Grayson as he stared down at you with crimson shade painting his cheeks. His eyes were swimming with nerves as he admitted to you things that you believed no one noticed about you. 

“Because I remember seeing you walk down the hall with your head down to the ground thinking you were the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. You still are the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I remember seeing you walk into my first period freshmen year and sitting next to me in the front. I notice that when your anxious you fiddle with your pencil, your voice begins to shake, or your knee bounces up and down as you try to get rid of the nerves.. You sat on the very far corner near the large plant by yourself watching everyone as they passed by. I took notice in you but I have been to damn scared to actually talk to you.” Grayson admitted leaving you completely speechless. Your mouth felt dry and your eyes welled up in tears as you stared up at the tan boy who looked anxious. 

He was waiting for you to say something, anything. He had just finished pouring out his heart out. He had just admitted to you things he was too afraid to say. 

“Why?” You manage to whisper out. You shake your head as he looks down at you with a confused expression. 

“Why now? Why tell me how you feel now Grayson?” You ask him while running your hands through your hair as you turn to face the mirror looking down to ceramic sinks. 

“Because…..I see you hurting yourself to add up to someone you aren’t. You are trying to become a shadow of another person, and soon enough if someone doesn’t try and help you’ll fade away. I see your worth, I see what others don’t see. You don’t have to change a thing about yourself to be noticed. Let me be your mirror.” Grayson softly spoke as he leaned against the sink looking at you. 

“But if I don’t change myself I’ll be unnoticed. People didn’t talk to me until I finally changed my appearance. My personality and who I was. I am getting noticed because I changed.” You fought back not wanting to admit that he was right. 

“But you aren’t doing it for yourself. You are doing it for everyone else out their sitting in the cafeteria.” Grayson sighed. 

That was when you broke. The tears that you were so dreadful about letting go were now cascading down your face. When you looked up you noticed how blotchy and stained your entire face was. You saw a complete stranger in the mirror who was slowly losing herself. 

“I was always the outcast. The person who no one wanted to be friends with. I was the girl who was always pushed around because I was way to weird. I’ve dealt with changing myself so many times that when it finally worked I took my chance and actually made friends.” You cried out while turning to face him again. 

“But you don’t have to.” Grayson sternly said as he looked at you with a sad expression. 

“If I didn’t we probably wouldn’t be locked here in the school’s bathroom hoping that no one comes in. We wouldn’t be talking at this very moment or you wouldn’t be admitting your feelings to me.” You fought back. This time Grayson stood silently beside you not knowing how to respond because he knew that you were partly right. Instead of saying anything Grayson fully turned his body to face you and gently rose your face up to look up at him. 

Soon both of your faces were centimeters apart, eye to eye, and your face a cherry red. 

“Can I kiss you?” Grayson quietly asked as he looked into your eyes as he patiently waited for consent. 

“Yes,” you softly whispered as you felt your heart pound against your chest as you waited for Grayson to press his lips on to yours. His lips soon rested on yours. His lips softly moved against yours as you wrapped your arms around his neck. His hand rested gently on the small of your back while the other rested under your jaw. The kiss was short and sweet, yet it managed to take your breath away completely. You felt breathless when he pulled away and rested his forehead on yours. Your eyes remained shut as the two of you tried to process what had just occurred. The two of you missed hearing the bell ring through out the entire school indicating that lunch was over. The two of you ignored the tug at the door as the two of you stood their in a calm silence. 

“You are beautiful just the way you are. You don’t have to change a thing about yourself. Let me show you how the world can change it’s heart.” He whispered as he waited for you to show him your beautiful eyes. 

Fluttering your eyes up you stared into his hazel eyes looking for any sign of him lying. When you saw none, you let out a sigh. 

“Okay,” you whispered finally admitting to yourself that it was time to stop acting like someone you weren’t and realize yourself how much you are worth. 

That was the first day of healing and the first day of many spent with Grayson. 

||Take Me To Church|| Theo Raeken Imagine

{Requested: reading your Theo imagine based on One More Night (so very good btw) made me think ab how much of Theo song Take Me To Church is lol, can you write an imagine on that?? thanks babe}


My lover’s got humour
She’s the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody’s disapproval
I should’ve worshipped her sooner
If the heavens ever did speak
She’s the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday’s getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
“We were born sick”
You heard them say it
My church offers no absolutes
She tells me “worship in the bedroom”
The only heaven I’ll be sent to
Is when I’m alone with you
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well

“I can’t believe you’re with Theo.“Liam Dunbar muttered as he sat down next to me.
"Well good afternoon to you too my once best friend."I greeted, ignoring what he had said.
"You know he’s the type of guy to laugh during a funeral on purpose, right?"Liam asked.
"Actually I laughed first, that’s why Theo laugh."I spoke up, making him furrow his eyebrows.
"Tracy’s funeral, when her mom was giving the bullshit speech of how much she loved her daughter. That bitch never loved her daughter, she was barely even around. Quite hysterical of you ask me."I explained.
"You’re not acting like yourself, did Theo do something to you?"Liam asked.
"On the contrary Liam, I’m finally being myself. The old goody two shoes (Y/N) was such an agonizing bore and pain."I answered.
"You know some people are talking about you, how you’ve changed for the worse. Especially with Theo by your side-”
“I’ve heard them, all their treacherous disapprovals in the hallways or classes. I just don’t care about their opinions, you shouldn’t either."I said, making him furrow his eyebrows in confusion.
"Don’t think I haven’t heard of what happened. Hayden left you for Brett, I think I heard she cheated on you-”
“Don’t mention them."Liam snarled, making me smirk.
"I told you I didn’t trust Hayden-”
“You didn’t like her because you liked me, you wanted us to be a couple."Liam reminded me.
"You’re speaking as if the feelings weren’t mutual, but of course you chose Hayden over me."I mumbled as I looked around to see Theo leaning by a wall, smirking.
I flashed him a wicked grin, making him wink at me.
"Look how you ended up, betrayed by your once lover and once frenemy. Should’ve worshiped her sooner Dunbar, we both know what an amazing lover she is."Theo spoke up as he walked over.
Theo reached out for my hand, making me grin as I gladly gave him my hand. He led me to the boys locker room, making me smirk.
"Eager, aren’t we?"I asked as Theo locked the doors.
"Liam followed and he can hear us."Theo whispered in my ear.
"You want to cause him pain, don’t you?"I asked.
"Only if you want to."He answered.
"I do love the scent of pain.”
(Theo’s P.O.V)
When I first found her, she was an angel, a delicate and damaged angel who was on the brink of becoming a fallen angel. Liam had rejected her the same day she had come home to find her parents massacred by the alpha pack. When I stepped inside her house, I found her sobbing uncontrollably in the middle of the living room. I sensed the agony and anger coming from, making me smirk. I had comforted her and told her where the alpha pack was. One by one, she killed them all. Once she turned around to face me, her eyes no longer shined bright but instead they seemed sinister. Blood trickled down her mouth and her claws as she walked over to me. She was absolutely breathtaking, the way she had taken them all down made me realize how powerful she was. Since that day, we had become inseparable. She was the last person in this treacherous school that was pure, kind hearted, and gentle. Everyone compared her to an angle, an angle from the Heaven. Now no one dares even look in her direction, she had lost all that made her pure.
“Well aren’t you a snack."I whispered as (Y/N) entered my room.
"Why are you dressed up early on a Sunday morning?"I asked as she put on high heels.
"Church of course."She answered, making me groan.
"Relax, I"m not gonna praise someone imaginary. Just want to cause a little chaos."She explained as she put on a dark red lipstick.
"On a Sunday, how sinful of you."I whispered, smirking.
"You’ve heard the elders saying we were born sick, I’m just going to prove their point."She shrugged.
"You coming?"She asked.
I nodded before quickly dressing up and styling my hair.
"Those fools, worshiping someone who’s nonexistent. The only worshiping I do is to you."She whispered as she shoved me onto the bed.
"Don’t get distracted love, we’re supposed to go to church and cause chaos."I mumbled, making her grin mischievously.
I drove us to the church that had tried spraying us once with holy water when we passed by on our way to my house. Once I parked my truck, (Y/N) immediately hopped out.
She and I raced around the church, locking every entrance or exit there was so no one could escape. Once we made sure we were all clear, we walked through the main entrance. I quickly locked the door, making a few heads turn. The ones who noticed us immediately gasped, making everyone else turn to face us.
"Well isn’t this a lovely little meet up. The way you’re staring at my boyfriend and I makes me think you recognize us-”
“The ones who were born sick."Someone whispered, making (Y/N) and I grin.
"We may have been born sick, but oh do we love it."She whispered before rolling her head backwards as she shifted.
Her eyes glowed red as she smirked at the elderly people. I rolled my head backwards and shifted, making (Y/N) lick her lips.
"The power of Christ compels you, the power of Christ compels you!"The father started to chant as he threw holy water at us.
"Oh, ow, ow!”(Y/N) started to yell as she buckled in pain.
“Just kidding."She laughed before attacking the nearest elder.
The room was filled with screams as (Y/N) and I killed as many people as we could. Before we knew it, only an old lady hiding in the confession booth was alive. (Y/N) and I stormed over and yanked her out of the confessing booth.
”(Y/N) (Y/L/N), I knew your mother!“She yelled, making (Y/N) freeze.
"Your mom wouldn’t have wanted you to become the monster you are now, please stop and be the sweet girl you once were."The old lady begged.
"You dare mention my late mother and command me to be well for the sake of her? She’s dead, I don’t take orders from anyone anymore.”(Y/N) growled.
“Go ahead sweetie."I whispered, making her grin.
She clawed at the old woman’s throat, making blood run down the woman’s chest. She grabbed her head and snapped her neck before pulling it off of her body.
"That was hot."I spoke up as she stomped on the old lady’s head.

Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
[x2]

"Good thing the father lived here in the church, we can get cleaned up."I mumbled as she and I stripped off bloody clothes.
She turned on the water, making me smirk as water droplets fall down her glowing skin. I slammed her against the wall, feverishly kissing her as she wraps her arms around my neck.
"Having sex in a church, that’s a new low for us."She whispered as I thrusted into her.
"And being covered in blood, definitely a new low."I muttered as my lips attacked her neck.
Her claws raked down my back, whimpering as I quicken my pace.
"Who do you worship baby?"I asked as I slammed roughly into her, making her scream out.
"No one-"she started to say before I slammed into her again.
"You , I worship you. I worship you and only you Theo Raeken!"She yelled, shutting her eyes tightly.
"If only the elderly people could see us right now, how sinful of us."I whispered, making her grin.

If I’m a pagan of the good times
My lover’s the sunlight
To keep the goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
Drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That’s a fine looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
We’ve a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work

I waited for (Y/N) by her locker, surely the rumors weren’t true, right? Suddenly the doors flew open as a senior guy landed on the floor. (Y/N) stormed in with another senior in her grip before throwing him next to the senior on the ground.
"Now go!"She barked, making them get up and run across the hall.
(Y/N) fixed her clothes before strutting down the hallways, all eyes on her.
"So the rumors were true?"I asked.
"Yes, they tried to undress me but I took care of it."She answered.
I smiled, admiring her beauty.
She was wearing black ripped skinny jeans, high waisted fishnet tights, a black crop too that revealed a lot of cleavage and a dark blue denim jacket. I was wearing black ripped skinny jeans, a black muscle shirt, and a dark blue denim jacket as well. We always try to coordinate our outfits. I was considered the ‘king of good times and the school, while (Y/N) was the queen/goddess. We were high school royalty, mainly because we stroked fear into everyone’s hearts. It also helped that we were the ‘power couple’ of Beacon Hills. Everyone thought we were perfect for each other, a pair destined for one another. As much as we’d like to believe that, it always like that.
"You’re finally back."I said as (Y/N) walked through the front door.
"Indeed."She mumbled as she threw herself at the couch.
"Where were you?"I asked, making her roll her eyes.
"Someone’s sounding a little possessive."She sassed, making me clench my jaw.
"Fine, you don’t want to make small talk then I’ll just give you your task."I muttered.
"I need you to gain Liam’s trust-”
“Already have it."She answered.
"Then all you need to do now is invite him over."I stated, making her furrow her eyebrows.
"And why would I do that? The kid gets on my nerves."She muttered.
"Because you do what I tell you to do because if you don’t, I’ll leave you all alone. No one else is going to love you (Y/N), you have no one left."I explained making her glare at me.
"Are you threatening me?"She asked, rising to her feet.
"You’re gonna do it or what?"I asked, making her sigh as she took out her phone.
She texted him asking if he could come over, and of course he texted saying he was on his way. (Y/N) walked out, not wanting to know what my plan was. I turned all the lights off and left the door unlocked, opening it so Liam could just walk in so I didn’t have to come out of my hiding spot.
(Y/N)’s P.O.V)
"Stupid Theo and his stupid orders."I muttered as I walked back to my house.
I was in the middle of chasing a teenage couple through the woods when he called me and ordered me to come back home. I unlocked the front door and walked in to see Liam chained to a chair, bleeding from his chest.
"Liam?’'I asked before I was tackled onto the ground.
"Your second task-”
“Theo get off of me!"I yelled as he pinned my hands above my head.
"Your second task is to give me your alpha status."Theo muttered, making my eyes widen.
I kicked him off of me, immediately standing up.
"You’re still trying to become a real werewolf?"I asked, disappointed.
"Always have been."Theo answered before he threw a dagger at my shoulder.
"Aagh!"I groaned as the fresh wound started to sting painfully.
"What did you do?"I asked, flashing my eyes before he threw another dagger.
I ducked down, and snarled at him. I lunged at him and threw a punch at his face before clawing at his exposed chest. I dug my claws into him, making him groan in agony. I threw a couple more punches at him. Once I grabbed his face, he dug two daggers into my chest, just barely missing my heart. The two wounds started to sting just like the wound on my shoulder, by now I was weak. Theo dug his claws into my stomach, making me gasp for air. I heard a muffled scream come from Liam as he struggled to get free from the enormous chains.
"Theo-”
“Shh baby, you’ll get to see your family soon."Theo whispered as tears welled up in his eyes.
I shook my head as tears brimmed up in my eyes, making Theo’s lips quiver.
"I dipped the daggers in wolfsbane, please don’t cry (Y/N). Don’t make this any harder than it already is."Theo whispered.
I felt my eyes stop glowing red as Liam’s muffled screams filled the room. Suddenly everything around me blurred and darkened as I felt myself slip away from consciousness. He was hungry for power, so hungry he didn’t care if he had to sacrifice someone.

Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life.

(Theo’s P.O.V)
"Why isn’t it working!"I screamed as I threw the tall mirror out of my sight.
I was in the church where (Y/N) and I had killed the father and the elderly people.
"I did everything I was told to do, I killed an alpha and I’m still not even a werewolf!"I yelled.
"I gave you an Alpha’s life, I gave you the love of my life’s life. I gave you my life!”
(Y/N)’s P.O.V)
My eyes shot open as I gasped for air. I felt as if I hadn’t moved in ages, making me stretch as I let out a beastly roar. Suddenly I heard footsteps near, making me hop off the medal table I was on. I looked around and realized where I was, the animal clinic.
“(Y/N)-”
“What’d you do to me!"I yelled as Scott, Liam, Malia, Stiles, and Lydia ran in.
"Lydia sensed someone would die tonight so when you texted me, I told the pack to meet me at your house."Liam blurted out.
That’s when images of what Theo did flashed through my mind.
"How am I alive?"I asked.
"Liam took your pain to keep you from passing out until he and the pack drove you here. Malia and Scott helped Liam take your pain while I removed the daggers and stitched up your wounds."Dr.Deaton answered, walking in.
I was moved by the fact that they had saved my life, but I couldn’t show emotion. I looked down at my stomach to see my wound completely healed, making me smile slightly.
"So what do I have to do now that you saved my life?"I asked, hopping back onto the metal table.
"Go out with Liam-”
“Stiles!"Liam snarled, making Stiles back away.
"Help us protect the pack, Theo won’t ever stop to try to tear us apart-”
“He won’t ever stop trying to become a werewolf, an alpha of his own pack."I mumbled.
"Alpha of our pack."Liam mumbled.
I clenched my jaw as an idea popped into my head, it would be the only way to stop Theo from pursuing to take over Scott’s pack.
"I have an idea…"I spoke up, gaining there attention.
"Liam, I’m going to need you to give me a ride."I muttered, making Liam look up at me.
"Where to?"Liam asked, grabbing his car keys.
"Take me to church.”
(Theo’s P.O.V)
I sat down in the front of the church, my head in my hands as images of what I did flashed through my mind. Suddenly the sound of a door opening snapped me out of my thoughts.
“Theo Raeken, please don’t tell me your talking to someone imaginary!"I heard a voice I yearned to hear say heels click against the tile floor.
I turned to see (Y/N) wearing a Metallica fire and ice ripped shirt, with a black pair of shorts that were covered by the shirt. She wore black knee high boots and a light blue denim jacket.
”(Y/N)?“I asked, jumping to my feet.
"I’ll admit, I never saw it coming."She mumbled as she flicked her wrist, her claws sprouting out.
I gulped, I could see the rage in her eyes as she glared at me. She could easily kill me if she wanted to, but she hasn’t.
”(Y/N), I know you’re angry-“
"Angry, you think I’m angry? I’m beyond angry!"She roared, making me flinch.
She stormed over to me a her eyes glowed red, she was pissed. She slammed me against the ground, her hand gripping tightly around my throat.
"I’m sorry-”
“Sorry for trying to kill me?"She asked, baring her fangs at me.
I shut my eyes tight as images of my time with (Y/N) flashed through my mind, I didn’t deserve her. She deserved better, I knew that the second I found her in her house the day she lost her parents. Like I said before, she was an angel, a delicate angel who was on the brink of becoming a fallen angel. Instead of protecting her and helping her heal, I destroyed any good left in her.
"It’s okay (Y/N)."I mumbled, making her furrow her eyebrows in confusion.
"Go ahead, I deserve it."I whispered, letting a tear run down my cheek.
Her eyes softened as she noticed the tear, her grip loosened around my throat before fully letting go.
"Was killing me worth the power you hoped to gain?"She asked.
”(Y/N)-“
"Answer me, was to worth it?"She yelled.
"It wasn’t, and it never will be. I’d rather be a chimera than to lose you."I answered.
Her claws retracted as her facial expression softened.
"I love you (Y/N) and I’m so sorry I hurt you-"I started to say but was cut off by her sinking her fangs into my shoulder.
I let out a scream as her fangs dug further in.
"Why’d you do that?"I asked as she removed her fangs from my shoulder.
"You wanted to become a werewolf, I’m giving you that chance."She answered as her fangs retracted.
"Whenever I asked you, you always refuse. Why now?"I asked as she helped me up.
"Redemption."She answered, smiling at me.
She believes in me after I tried to kill her?
"Now that you’ve been bitten, we should probably find an alpha for you to kill-”
“Are you seriously considering letting me become an alpha?"I asked.
She nodded before turning around.
"But we’re not going after Scott, we’re leaving Beacon Hills."She answered, making me furrow my eyebrows.
”(Y/N)-“
"I’m your alpha now, you listen to me now. So when I say we leave Scott and Beacon Hills, we’re leaving."She snarled, making me back up.
"You will worship me like the dog you are to be."She muttered as she glared at me.
"Lets go."She muttered before walking out the door.
This behavior is so unlike (Y/N).

No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean

(Y/N)’s P.O.V)
"Did you convince him?"Liam asked as he popped out from behind a bush.
"Pretty sure."I answered, making him frown.
"Why do you have to leave?’'Liam asked.
"Theo and I have no one but each other-”
“You have the pack."Liam objected.
"You have me."He whispered, grabbing my hands.
"You know all this time I thought that loving someone like Theo was a sin. I used to believe in god, but not anymore."I mumbled.
"There’s no god, no king, no master, no one that will make me abandon that man in that church."I stated, pulling my hands away from Liam’s grip.
"He almost killed you if I hadn’t saved you-"I started to say but smashed my lips against his.
He kissed back, his hands resting in my waist as my hands grabbed his face.
"Thank you for saving my life, there will always be a part of me that still loves you a Liam. That part of me is fading away though, that part was the old good (Y/N)."I said as I pulled away from the kiss.
"I love Theo, and it might make me look stupid, but I can’t help how I feel."I mumbled.
"So if it’s a sin to love Theo, than I must be a sinner. There’s no sweeter innocence than the gentle sin of loving someone."I declared.
"This town is full of danger, take care of yourself Li."I whispered, making him smile sadly at me.
"Do you know why I let Theo kill me?"I asked.
He shook his head, of course he wouldn’t.
"I though, perhaps when I’m dead, maybe I would be clean again. I would be innocent in the afterlife and not the monster I am today."I answered.
"You’re not a monster (Y/N)."He argued.
"You’re still an angel to me."He stated, making me smile.
"Until we meet again."I whispered, kissing his cheek as I hugged him one last time.
"Tell the pack that I loved them."I ordered, making him nod.
"I love you (Y/N)."He whispered as I started walking towards Theo’s truck.
I shut my eyes and let out a shaky breath before continuing to walk towards the car.

Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
[x2]

Suddenly Theo walked out of the church and ran over to me. He picked me up and spun me around, making me laugh. Theo and I hopped into his truck, going home to pack our stuff. Once we had gotten everything we needed, Theo started driving away from Beacon Hills.
"Where to?"Theo asked as he kept his eyes on the road.
"Take me to church."I answered, making him furrow his eyebrows.
"I know you’re an atheist but I want to go back to my old roots. Maybe there isn’t a god, but there is some kind of supernatural force that I believe is good."I explained.
"Instead of going to church, why don’t you just believe in what you think is real. You don’t have to go to church."Theo mumbled.
"I have sinned a lot so I thought maybe if I went to a church I’d be forgiven-”
“Church is just a building. You’re belief and the goodness that is left in you is your redemption."Theo stated, making me smile.
"You and me?"I asked, holding out my hand.
Theo looked over and grinned before placing his hand in mine.
"Together.”-

I swear my writings getting worse, don’t know what’s happening.

Marauder’s: A Naughty Fiction (Part 2)

Masterlist 

Requested?: No

Prompt: Y/N has always been a student at Hogwarts but has gone through her years practically unnoticed by anyone that caught her eye. This year, she expects that to change. Instead of shoving her nose between the pages of books someone will be begin to take quite the interest in her. Watch her finish off her last year of schooling while fucking around with guys along the way.

Warnings?: Mentions of sex, drugs, alcohol, extreme flirtation

Words: 1,569

Originally posted by marauderseraimagines


It was a blinding sun which shone in through my windows, shining down on me from its reflection by the sea. A twitch of my nose and my eyes squinting open, adjusting my position to face away from the bright light.

I heard a giggle.

I flipped over in my bed my eyes now wide open, looking over to Lily’s area of the room. It was her and james, sprawled out together half naked, basking in each others presence.

“Gross.” I said, pulling the covers over my head, sighing to myself.

“Good morning princess!” James said to me, I, rolling my eyes, shoving myself deeper and deeper into my warm covers, remembering the district moaning which kept me awake all night.

“Oh, Lily!” I mocked, moaning. Them both stiffening and looking over to me under my covers.

“Oh yeah, right there James!” I yelled a little louder. I crawled out of my bed, my large shirt fanning around my thighs.

“Lily! Lily I’m about to-” I was cut off by a pillow being thrown at my face and then a strong force tackling me to the floor.

“Lily get off me this instant!” I yelled as she tickled me relentlessly, knowing all the right spots.

“You didn’t hear anything!” She said to me pinning my arms down. “Understood?” She continued, cocking an eyebrow.

“Understood.” I said, she releasing me slowly. I walked toward the bathroom, and just as I turned on the shower I moaned one last time, “I love you James!” and they both raced into the bathroom after me.


It was a busy, loud morning in the great hall. Young students talked amongst themselves, getting to know each other, the older ones all reminiscing on old times. Lily, James, and I walked toward where Sirius and the others were. They both smiling, and me wearing serious bags under my eyes.

I sat down at the table in between Sirius and Remus, Lily and James sitting across from us with Peter.

“Morning.” Remus said, smiling at me, then smiling at Lily and James.

“Morning.” I said back, resting my face on my hand.

“Kept you up all night?” Sirius questioned, gesturing to Lily and James, I just nodded my head.

“Planning on doing anything about it?” He added, smirking at me.

“Killing them, or killing myself.”

“Hopefully neither.” Remus said, them both laughing.

Sirius watched you with a little light in his eyes; Your lashes fluttering up and down, your lips jutting out effortlessly, a little smirk on your face each time Potter made a joke or you thought of something humorous.

“Enjoying the view?” You asked.

“Indeed.” Sirius looked away smiling, sipping his tea. He subconsciously put his hand down atop your knee cap. You were startled at the feeling, but let it sit where it was, no harm in a little human touch, right?


Everyone continued to talk, blabbing on and on about this year’s curriculum, prank ideas, and parties.

“We should have a beginning of the school year party.” Sirius blurted, obviously excited.

“Good idea.” Potter added.

“We should mix houses… no slytherins though.” Said Remus.

“Whats a party without slytherin?” You asked, biting your lip, thinking about every eligible bachelor in the house.

“No slytherins.” Sirius said, slightly angry.

“Ugh, why not?” You asked, looking up at him, pouting your lip slightly, now resting your hand on his thigh.

“Because I just don-” He said, stopping suddenly, looking at your pout then eyes flickering down to your hand, in taking a sharp breath. “I just don’t like them…” He continued, as you moved your hand higher and higher.

“Please?” You pleaded, sticking out your lip a little bit more.

“Fine.” He said, defeatedly, resting his head on his hand, you haulting your movement on his thigh, leaving it there, four inches below his crotch.


The word about the party got around, very fast. Fifth years and up we’re the only ones invited, every house, every gender, everyone. People were coming up to you frequently, knowing you had something to do with it. The Marauders Beginning of Course Party, everyone had to be there. So, countless people asked the dress code, the theme, and what to bring. Others, were asking you if you had a date, you said no each time, but you didn’t necessarily want to have one. You we’re starting to have a liking for Sirius, but you didn’t want any sort of a relationship right now. Maybe a few hookups, and it seemed tonight was a perfect night for one.

The dress code for the night was casual, so that’s an excuse for all girls to dress promiscuously, but, I had to look the best. I adorned a deep red, off the shoulder, tight crop top, exposing my belly button and cinched waist. High waisted denim jeans gripped onto my hips tightly, and exposed my curves for everyone to see. I wore standard black chuck taylor’s on my feet, I was never really one for heels. I kept my makeup minimal, and my hair was lying naturally and effortlessly around my shoulders and down my back. I was ready.


When I walked into the room not only were guys mouths watering, but girls as well. I sauntered over to the drink table and grabbed a tall, plastic cup of alcoholic butterbeer. I smiled at the warm, sugary taste at the tip of my tongue. I jumped a little when a pair of hands settled around my waist, only to push me out of the way.

“Y/N.” A familiar voice said, grabbing the same drink as I did.

“Regulus!” I yelled happily, pulling him into a hug. “Missed you!”

He smiled lightly, winking at me, kissing my cheek. You and Regulus had a thing a year back, but his mother found out about the two of you, and she was not happy about her son dating a failed Slytherin.

“And me as well, you look ravishing.” He said nicely, obviously feeling guilty for not ignoring his mother’s wishes.


You both talked back and forth to one another, but something seemed familiar about him. His eyes? No. His smirk? Yes, it was oddly similar to… And speak of the devil, a hand fell lightly on your shoulder, moving to your waist.

“Evening Y/N.” Sirius whispered into your ear, gripping tightly onto you.

“Sirius.” Regulus said in disgust, eyeing him up and down.

“Oh, hello Regulus, didn’t see you there, introducing yourself to Y/N?” He asked cockily, giving him back the same glare.

Sirius straightened his posture, shoving his hand into your back pocket, practically having a staring contest with his, as you’ve figured out, brother.  

“I could ask you the same Sirius, but alas, me and Y/N already know each other very well.” He said back, putting emphasis on the ‘very’.

Sirius stiffened, and brought you even closer to himself.

“Do you now?” He asked, glaring at him.

You decided to interrupt the two, not wanting anything to have to go down between the two of them.

“Oh Sirius, me and Regulus used to date a while ago, nothing serious though.”

“Obviously not.” He countered. His eyes like daggers burning into him.

Regulus stiffened up, “Well, I’ll just be going.”

“Sounds like a good idea.” Sirius says back.

After he’s left and Sirius is done staring him down, he smiles at you, giggling slightly.

“Jealous are we?” I asked, teasing him.

“Pshh, no!” He said, undeniably trying to hide the fact.

You rolled your eyes, and grabbed his hand, finding the rest of your friends and sitting down on the couch.


Sirius places you atop his lap, resting his head on your shoulder, as everyone in the circle passed around a slim joint. You liked it, him wrapped around you, but still you felt as if he was getting more attached to you than you were to him, and this year was your year for messing around.

He shoved his head into your neck slightly.

“Sirius, that tickles!” You squealed, and he just burrowed further in.

His hands wrapped around your waist, protectively, his lips pressing tenderly to your neck.

The joint was passed to you, you looked down at it with concern and question. You relaxed into Sirius, and took a deep inhale. You grabbed his face from your neck, and released the smoke into his mouth. His eyes widened, but he blew the smoke off to the side. He looked into your eyes, and you looked into his, and your lips slowly collided into one another, moving in synch.

You tasted the bitterness of the weed, and the sweetness of the butter beer. His tongue inside your mouth, sweeping along the insides of your cheeks, massaging your tongue with his. He reached his hand up to your cheek as you wrapped your arm around his neck, pulling at the hair at the nape.

“Gross.” You heard Potter say, Lily grabbing his face and kissing him as well.

Remus and Peter looked at each other sadly, and wrapped themselves into each other’s embrace.


The party was dying down, Remus lay completed stoned, sprawled out along the floor. Peter was asleep on the couch and Lily and Potter had made their way up to your room sometime ago. You and Sirius sat on the couch, enjoying each other’s presence. Then, you stood up, a cocky smirk on your face, your eyes droopy and red. You old him to lead you up to his room.

anonymous asked:

Flirting tips for junior (the same one) and tips for approching.

I’ma just throw together some previous statements I said that may be helpful!!

BE BOLD AND BE FLIRTY! You after a nigga? Make yourself be seen, approach him, flirt with him, playfully tease him, the goal is to get his number (and snapchat!). 

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Put yourself out, get people to notice you! Dress yourself up a little different, try a little makeup, wear your hair differently than you normally do. 

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Be approachable, and be confident. Don’t pussy out at all! Be yourself too!!  You want him to notice ya ass? Wear shit that make your ass look fat, such as high waisted jeans and leggings. Titties? Tight shirts, low cut, push up bras. Eye contact is everything. Lick your lips, wear clear lip gloss make them bitches pop!

You flirting with multiple niggas? Don’t get caught up and be a dumb bitch! You keep ya affairs in private! No face, no case! Keep track of what the fuck you do. Literally, you don’t wanna get caught up if you have multiple niggas. And don’t go through friend groups cause niggas gossip like bitches.

Also COMMUNICATE WHAT YOU WANT if you eventually get to where you’re talking more often with him and texting and allat. Tell him what you want out of it.

drag race - toni topaz x reader

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Description: Y/N Keller.Younger Keller twin by 10 minutes. Her brothers friends invite her to the drag race, where she meets a pink haired Serpent that makes her stop in her tracks.

Y/N’s POV:

I parked the car near where everyone else was parked. Kevin got out of the passengers side, “I don’t know why you insist on driving. I’m a completely fine driver!” I rolled my eyes, hopping out of the car. “Kev, you’re a terrible driver. Absolutely terrible.” He put his hand over his heart and gasped, “Y/N, you hurt me.” I shrugged, “Meh, you’ll live.”

With that, we walked over to join Veronica. I ran my hands over my thighs, clad in black high waisted skinny jeans. Up top, I wore a tight white v neck, an olive cardigan hanging off my shoulders. I finished the look with white converse. “Y/N, you look so good!” Veronica said, looking over my outfit. I laughed, “Thank you, V.” “She should, she took 5 years to get ready.” Kevin said with an exasperated tone. “Hey, girls’ gotta look her best. Never know who you might run into.” As V spoke, my eyes scanned the crowd to see who was all here. My eyes stopped on one girl in particular. She sported a Southside Serpents jacket and sat behind an extremely tall boy, Serpent tattoo on his neck. “Yeah, never know…” I drifted off. V followed my eyes, stopping on the boy. “No, no y/n. Not him. Archie would be pissed!” I shook my head, “Not him. Behind him.” Kevin joined in our conversation, “That’s Toni Topaz. Total badass. I met her through Joaquin once or twice.”

Everyone else joined our group and we dropped the conversation. “What were we talking about?” Betty asked, breaking the silence. I pursed my lips, looking around. They all knew I was more into girls, they’ve just never actually seen me with a girl. “Y/N over here might be gaining a little crush.” V spoke, my eyes snapping to her. “Oh really? On who? It’s mostly Serpents here.” Jughead asked. “Toni Topaz.” Kevin responded for me. “Thank you, Kevin. I do have vocal chords, I can answer for myself. Either way, pointless. Doubt she’s actually into girls,” my voice drifted off towards the end. “Actually, she leans more towards girls.” Jughead said, giving me a look. “Perfect! We can finally get you with someone!!” V clapped her hands excitedly. “Oh my.” I mumbled under my breath.

The race started and everyone left their spots, cheering and clapping for their side.  I looked over to where I had a million times in the past 20 minutes. Only this time, we made eye contact. ‘Shit shit shit,’ I mumbled under my breath, seeing her get up from her spot and walk over. “Hey there, I’m Toni, Toni Topaz.” she extended her hand to me with a smile. “Y/N, Y/N Keller.” my hand met hers, but I feared her response of my last name. “Hm, Keller? Well, you’re cool with Jug, you’re cool in my book.” Relief flooded me at her words, letting out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. “Good.” was my response.

The race went on and I was still talking to Toni. Jughead and Archie just arrived, screaming to disperse as the sheriff was here. “Aw dammit. What did Archie do now.” I groaned. Toni chuckled next to me, “Wanna go for a ride?” I raised my eyebrows at her, now leaning on her motorcycle. “Hm, yeah” I pulled my keys out of my pocket and shouted to my brother across the way, “Catch!” He caught the keys, but looked confused. “See you later!” I smirked, hopping on the back of her bike and she drove off. My brother had his mouth open and eyes wide before he left himself.

We found ourselves sitting at Pop’s next to each other, chocolate milkshake for me, strawberry for her. “Wild day, yeah?” I laughed lightly with a smile. “Definitely, but one good thing came out of it.” I raised my eyebrows, looking over at her, “Yeah? And what would that be?” “Meeting you,” was her response. I had my hand resting on my cheek, looking over at her, biting my lip, “Yeah?” She was leaning in closer. “Yeah,” she said, closing the space between us. I didn’t waste a second, kissing back. I moved my hand from my cheek to her waist.

Sadly, oxygen was needed at some point, so we both pulled back for air. “Never thought I’d be grateful the sheriff showed up anywhere,” she said, letting out a laugh. I laughed a nodded, “Glad he did though.”

Today was the start of a great future, I could already tell.


A/N: So sorry it’s so short! I tried to squeeze it in before work. Thank you for reading! 

Seokjin Scenario: Follow My Lead.

Request: Could i request a cute/romantic scenario where Jin is y/n first boyfriend and isnt sure about how to handle all her firsts (first movie date, time together etc) including the kiss where Jin has to actually teach her and grade her in a teasing way until she got a hang of it and shes comfortable with all the other skinships. It would be nice if Jin was a little mischievous but still gentle with her. Thank you our fairygodmothers ㅋㅋㅋㅋ 

Genre: Fluff / Romance


Every day was a brand new discovery, or so you described it to him. Each time you got too close and he reached out for you, you either got flustered or giggled until you were getting a little red and precious and if Jin was honest with himself, he just loved each step of being a part of all this. He hadn’t believed that he was really your first boyfriend, you were playful and flirty even if you sometimes didn’t notice it yourself, you were still so innocent beneath all that confidence you had that this was also practically a first to him, being with a girl like you.

He leaned back on the couch with a smile on his lips, waiting for you to be ready. You were going to watch a movie that night at an outdoor cinema and you seemed pretty excited about that idea which was relieving since sometimes he felt like he didn’t know the right ways to go with you to make you feel comfortable enough around him, he’d been thinking a lot for things that you would enjoy without feeling overwhelmed or that he was going too fast because he didn’t want that, he was taking his sweet time with you and actually enjoying it.

–I’m all set! I believe…– you entered the living room with sparkling eyes and looking every definition there was in the dictionary for gorgeous, with tight high waisted black jeans and a light pink cropped sweater that left a bit of your waist exposed. Seokjin walked towards you praying to all the gods he didn’t look like the things he was thinking. –Should I take a jacket with me Jin? I wasn’t sure…–

You were too beautiful and too attractive, if it was for him he would jump right into the part when he could teach you how a good kiss was given, but he just settled for a light kiss on your forehead, you liked those, he could see it in your face whenever he did so, in your body language and the little smile you couldn’t fight away, the same one that bloomed on your lips right then.

–If it gets cold I’ll keep you warm – You giggled, averting your eyes from his and nodding, looking a little flustered but you held his hand and intertwined your fingers with him, which was a nice advance, now you reached for him more often without asking if you could, just because you wanted to and Jin felt proud. –You’re so pretty, did you doll yourself up just for me baby?–

He smirked when your eyes found his again, he made you do a little around for him and then tugged at your hand to pull you closer until you were pressed against his body with one arm sneaking around your waist. You stood there looking at him with big eyes until you brought your hands up to your face to cover half of it, you were laughing cutely. –Well… I, I just…–

–I like it Y/N– he whispered really low, moving his face closer to yours as if he was going to kiss you, but he just stayed with his lips in front of yours, you closed your eyes and he observed your pulse on your neck speeding up and he smirked a little wider, moving to speak next to your ear. –I like it a lot – he said at last, leaving a soft kiss on the place below your ear.

You opened your eyes then, taking a deep breath and biting your lower lip before giggling, you tended to do that a lot when you were nervous and it was cute. –Um… let’s get going, if not we’re going to be late and we don’t want that right? right… –

You laughed some more, turned around and fanned yourself a little and he pretended he didn’t see you do it, your hand kept holding his while you rambled a little, speaking too fast. You raised such tenderness in him, and at the same time Jin was sure you could drive him crazy without even trying to. Seokjin was really into you already, and now tonight than ever, he was up to teach you a few things.

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#58: I just had a couple drinks. & #92: That’s my ex. Makeout with me and make him jealous. - DEAN AMBROSE

So…I got a little carried away with this one. But the words were flowing and I wasn’t going to stop them. Thanks to the anon who sent this one in! Enjoy!

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You fell to your knees in the center of the ring holding the Raw Women’s Championship to your chest. This was what dreams were made of. You had just won the Women’s Championship in your hometown with your friends and family watching in the crowd.

The cameras cut to commercial and you slid out of the ring and made your way back up the ramp, high fiving some fans along the way.

You hadn’t even made it fully through the curtain when you felt a pair of arms swoop you up into a giant bear hug.

“You did it, darlin’!” Dean’s rough voice said as he spun you around. He set you back down on your feet and smiled down at you.

“This is cause for celebration!” You heard Seth say from behind you.

“Hell yeah it is. First round’s on me!” Dean said as he put his hand on your shoulder.


A couple hours later you were showered and changed into a pair of high waist jeans with a tight fitting black crop top that had a lace up neckline that showed just a little bit too much skin for your liking.

You were having a good time celebrating your big win with some of the roster in the bar you used to frequent before you signed with NXT and moved to Florida three years ago. You floated from group to group making small talk with everyone as you slowly slipped on your cocktail. After all, you didn’t want to get drunk tonight…just pleasantly buzzed.

All that changed when you saw the door open and you saw your ex-boyfriend walk in. After that, all bets were off and your mission was to become blissfully numb by the end of the night.

You brought your glass to your lips and tipped the remaining liquid back before making a bee line for the bar.

“Jack and Coke.” You said as you looked at the bartender. He gave you a questioning look but fulfilled your request.

Forty-five minutes later and four Jack and Cokes later and you were starting to forget why you even started drinking them in the first place. You turned to head back towards the bar for another when you stumbled on the heels you were wearing.

“Easy there!” You heard Dean’s rough voice say as he reached out to keep you from falling down. “I think you need to slow down there, darlin’.” He said as he took your almost empty glass from your hand and set it on a table nearby.

“Do not! I’m having fun…and you never bought me that first round you promised!” You said.

“I think you’ve had enough. How many have you had?”

I just had a couple drinks.

“I’ll buy you a drink once you drink some water.” He said.

“Dean!” You groaned.

“C’mon, let’s get you some water. Maybe some food too. God knows you could use a little meat on your bones.”

“No! I need to be skinny so I can be pretty!” You whined.

“You’re already pretty,” Dean said quietly.

You felt the blush creep to your cheeks and you giggled. Dean just called you pretty.

“You think I’m pretty?” You asked as you batted your eyelashes.

“Oh no! Don’t be turnin’ this around on me like that!” He said.

“But you said-“ You said as you wrapped your arms around his bicep.

“Forget what I said.” He said.

“But you think I’m pretty, right?”

Dean sighed and rolled his eyes not sure how to answer that.

“Yes, you’re pretty. Now let’s go get water.” He said as he turned to walk towards the bar.

“Wait!” You said as you reached out for him.

“What?” He asked as you grabbed his arm, not allowing him to go any further.

You took a step closer to him and pointed to your ex who was standing at the back of the room talking to a couple other guys.

“You see that guy over there?”

“Yeah, what about him?” Dean asked.

You giggled and stood up on your tip toes to wrap your arms around Dean’s neck. You then pulled him down so you could whisper in his ear. “That’s my ex. Makeout with me and make him jealous.

“Darlin’…you’re drunk.”

“I’m not drunk!” You said as you pouted your bottom lip out and looked up at him. “Please?”

“You’re gonna regret this-“

“No I won’t! I like you! I’ve just…I’ve just never told you. But I like you Dean. Please just kiss me!”

“You like me?” Dean asked.

You pulled your bottom lip between your teeth and nodded.

“Well then who am I to turn you away?” He said as his lips curved into a smirk.

One of his hands slid down to rest on your hip as his other hand moved to the back of your neck, gently holding you in place. He pressed his lips against yours roughly. They were rough but warm and had a faint taste of whiskey to them.

Dean groaned into your mouth and pulled you closer to him, his tongue running along your bottom lip before slipping into your mouth. He finally pulled away to get a breath in as he leaned his forehead against yours.

“Damn he didn’t deserve an angel like you.”

You giggled before reaching up and pressing your lips to his again.