ugh but i had been meaning to make this for awhile now so

The Ice Cream Date

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: SMUT, Swearing (NSFW)

Word Count: 2157

Summary: After hearing an interesting conversation that you were having with Nat, Bucky finally decides to make his move.

Author’s Notes: We all know that I’m basic Bucky Barnes trash. I also find writing smut fun.

Originally posted by bovaria

Originally posted by oshitwhysoserious

“I’m telling you – it all just sounds dirty,” Nat said with a grin as she turned to look at me.

“Nat – it’s probably because your mind is always in the gutter,” I snorted as I lounged on the couch.

“That’s not true!” She protested – her grin widening as she said it. Wanda snickered at this as I playfully rolled my eyes.

“She does have a point – I mean after all, vanilla is technically a type of sex,” Wanda added as Nat shot her a thumbs up. I groaned as I grabbed the remote to flip through the channels.

“You’re going to ruin ice cream for me,” I muttered grumpily under my breath as the two began assigning each type of ice cream with a different type of sexual act or position.

“Oh come on, Y/N. What’s gotten into you? You’ve been so grumpy lately!” Wanda whined as she tried to fight back her giggles.

“I think the issue is what hasn’t gotten into her lately,” Nat added with a quirked eyebrow which caused a new wave of snickers from Wanda. I raised my head up from the couch and gave Nat the best ‘go to hell’ look that I could muster. “There’s nothing wrong with it Y/N – all of us need it sometimes,” she added with a sly grin and a shrug.

“What are you guys talking about?” Bucky’s voice drifted from behind me – causing me to yelp in surprise. I could feel my face flushing at the thought of having to try to explain the conversation to him. Nat had known for awhile now that I had harbored a secret crush on Bucky – but I had always been too terrified of rejection to actually act on it.

“Oh we were just talking about ice cream. Y/N hasn’t had any in awhile, and Wanda and I are trying to convince her that it is good for the soul…. Isn’t that right, Y/N?” Nat replied as her eyes flicked from Bucky back to me.

“Yup,” I managed to squeak out –while mentally adding murdering Nat in her sleep to the top of my to-do list.

The corners of Bucky’s mouth quirked at this as his eyes shone with amusement. “Well Y/N – I haven’t had some ice cream in awhile either. Want to go tonight after dinner with me?” he asked. I narrowed my eyes at Bucky for a moment – I could almost guarantee by the look on his face that he had heard more of the conversation than he was letting on, but even the thought of that was sending shivers down my spine. I shifted on the couch – slightly flustered by the thoughts rushing through my mind. “Well?” Bucky asked again, playfully hovering over me on the couch.

“Sure,” I grinned.

“Great!” Bucky responded with a wink before strolling out of the common room.

“Problem solved,” Nat added happily as I sent a pillow whizzing towards her head.


I tried to not let my nerves get the best of me as I waited for Bucky by the elevator. When he stepped out of his room and saw me his eyes drifted appreciatively to my bare legs. I had opted to wear a pair of my shortest shorts to show off my assets – plus it was summer, and pretty damn hot. “Ready?” he asked with a grin.

“Absolutely,” I answered as I followed him into the elevator.

Once the doors of the elevator closed Bucky turned to me once again with a grin. “You look beautiful tonight – just in case you were wondering,” he whispered as he gave me a once-over again.

“Thanks,” I blushed shyly—causing him to chuckle.

“Are you always this shy?” he countered as we exited the elevator. “Or is it just around me?” he asked with mock horror.

“Mainly just around you,” I laughed as I blushed again.

“Well you shouldn’t be,” he whispered into my ear as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders. “I wasn’t sure if you would want to come tonight. In all honestly I’ve been wanting to take you out for awhile.” This confession and his physical proximity to my body was causing raw bolts of electricity to shoot down my spine. I could feel my body reacting to his touch as wetness pooled between my legs. I ached for him to slip his hands down my shorts to feel how his words and presence affected me.

“Here we are,” he announced as he steered me into the ice cream and soda shop – effectively snapping me back to the here and now. We strolled to the counter where we placed our orders and in turn received our things before making our way to a secluded booth in the back corner.


“This has to be some of the best ice-cream I’ve had in years,” I groaned as licked my spoon clean. I had inhaled half of the sundae I had ordered already. My announcement caused Bucky to chuckle as he watched me with amusement. Flustered I tried to put my spoon back in the dish but managed to knock the bowl off the table and onto my lap. “Ugh, dammit,” I moaned as I moved to grab napkins.

“Allow me,” Bucky offered as he grabbed a handful of napkins off the table and reached under the table to my lap. I could feel the napkins scrape across my bare skin as he cleaned the mess. I tried my best to stay in control of my body’s responses to his touch as he reached for another batch of napkins and continued his work. He smirked at me mischievously as his fingertips slid very softly across my shorts putting pressure in just the right spot to make me gasp. “Maybe we should head back and get you cleaned up properly,” he whispered suggestively. His voice was as smooth as sex and if I could have I would have taken him then and there.

“Yeah – that’s probably for the best,” I choked out as we both rose from the booth and made our way back to Stark Tower.


We remained silent throughout the journey to the tower – our bodies never breaking contact as Bucky wrapped his arm tightly around me. Once the elevator doors were securely closed behind us Bucky turned to me – pressing my body against the wall of the elevator as his breath tickled my neck. “Doll – I haven’t done this in awhile. You’ll have to tell me if…”

“Bucky, I want to,” I whispered as I placed my hand softly on his chest. With this answer he kissed me softly and deeply as his body pressed into mine – allowing me to feel his growing hardness. When the elevator dinged to let us know that we had arrived on our floor Bucky broke away from the kiss and took my hand before leading me down the hall to his room.

Once the door to his room was securely locked he turned to look at me with a devilish grin. “I need to clean myself up,” I pointed out as I stepped around him to go to his bathroom.

“No,” he whispered as he softly grabbed my wrist and pulled me to him.

“But Bucky…” I complained.

“I said no,” he responded again as he lifted me off the floor and carried me to his bed. “I’ll take care of it,” he added as he placed me on his bed.

“What do you…. Oh my god,” I moaned as his tongue trailed roughly up my inner thigh. He was relentless as his bobbed up and down – lapping up the stickiness that had been left behind. I couldn’t handle the sensation and bucked my hips softly causing him to chuckle against my skin. The sensation drifted up my body to the growing wetness between my legs. “Bucky,” I moaned breathlessly as he softly pushed my hips firmly back onto the bed.

“What do you want doll?” he whispered softly as his fingers trailed up my thigh and worked their way into my shorts. I moaned again as they touched everywhere but the part of me that ached.  

“Fuck… Bucky, please,” I begged as I wiggled under his embrace – trying to make his fingers graze my sensitive clit.

“Tck, tck,” Bucky responded with humor in his voice as he removed his hands to grab the hem of my shirt. “Let’s get you out of these clothes,” he whispered as I raised up slightly to help him remove my shirt. He let out an appreciative sigh at my red and black lace bra. “This is pretty,” he mumbled as he playfully traced his fingers over the material. “But I bet what’s underneath is even prettier,” he remarked as he reached behind me to unclasp it. “Mmm, I was right,” he muttered appreciatively once he had removed my bra entirely. “God – you’re gorgeous,” he breathed against my chest as he traced one of his metal fingers around my nipple before latching his mouth around its hardened mound and sucking softly.

“Oh god,” I moaned again as I weaved my fingers through his hair. I felt the cool metal of his fingers tracing down my stomach to the button of my shorts where he expertly unbuttoned them before breaking away from my breast.

“Let’s get these off,” he mumbled as I raised my hips up for him to remove my shorts.

“What about?” I asked as I looked down at my underwear.

“All good things happen in time, doll,” he smirked as his fingers glided around my panty line making the throbbing between my legs intensify. “You’re soaked through your panties,” he muttered amused as his fingers brushed over my clothed core. “All for me?” he asked as a grin spread across his face.

“Bucky if you don’t soon… I’m going to have to…”

“Have to what?” he asked as his eyes shined with curiosity.

“Do it myself,” I muttered with a smirk.

“Mmm – have you ever touched yourself and thought about me?” he asked – his hot breath tickling my neck as he trailed kisses up and down it.

“Buck,” I moaned again.

“Answer the question baby girl,” he mumbled against my skin.

“Yes,” I muttered breathlessly.

“Do you think about me filling you up with my dick?” he asked as his hands began to pull away the soaked fabric of my underwear.

“Yes,” I panted. I gasped as he spread my legs open wider.

“I want you to touch yourself for me,” he whispered before pulling away and getting off the bed. He began to remove his clothes – his eyes never leaving me as I did what I was told. I moaned as my fingers spread around my wetness – tripping over my sensitive clit again and again. Bucky pushed off his underwear allowing his erection to spring free. My body responded to the mere sight of its size. “That’s enough,” Bucky muttered as he grabbed my hands and moved them above my head. “Are you always this wet when you think about me?” he asked as his fingers grazed the inside of my thigh before making contact with my wetness. I could only manage to nod my head yes as I rocked myself up and down his fingers. I could feel my walls tightening as I road towards my orgasm. Suddenly Bucky removed his fingers and quickly replaced them with his tongue. Lapping up my wetness and humming appreciatively to himself. As he pushed his tongue into me I lost control and came hard.

He allowed me to ride out the wave of my orgasm on his face before breaking free and sitting up. “Come here, doll,” he said as he offered a hand to me. I took it and shakily sat up before making my way over to where he was sitting. He lifted me gently over him before slowly sitting me on his lap until he was fully sheathed inside of me. I moaned at the fullness. “God, Y/N… you’re so tight,” he muttered under his breath as I began to move myself up and down – causing just the right amount of friction.

“God you feel better than I could ever imagine,” I muttered as Bucky thrust his hips towards mine – allowing himself even deeper. I moaned at this as I continued to ride him. I could feel myself tightening around him – my body already working towards its next orgasm. “Fuck, Bucky!” I exclaimed as I spilled over the edge – the deep contractions of my walls ushering on his own orgasm. He groaned as he stiffened – coating my walls with himself. I stilled around him until his orgasm ended and he softly raised me from his lap before laying beside me.

He snuggled close to me as our bodies finally began to relax. “Doll?” he asked as I turned around to face him. He grinned as he looked at me. “Anytime you want ice cream all you have to do is ask.”


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13 Reasons Why (Daveed x Reader)

Sooooooo this took me literally forever to write, but I’m happy with the way it turned out!! Lil shoutout to Becca ( @angeilca-s ) helping me with some of the reasons ;) feedback would be lovely, and enjoy! 

Warnings: ANGST, swearing, it gets a little heated at one part but other than that I think it’s all good?

Words: 5447 (dang this took forever)


One - Constantly distracted

You mindlessly scraped the food around on your plate, your eyes glancing from the food up to your boyfriend, who obviously had something much more important than your three year anniversary on his phone.

“Babe, can you please put that away?” you hinted, glancing down at his phone when he looked up at you.

“Oh, yeah, mhm,” he nodded, sliding it into his back pocket and looking at you. That’s one of the many things that killed you, was the way he looked at you. No matter what you looked like, what you were doing, it didn’t matter. His chocolatey brown eyes bore into you like you put the stars in the sky and made the earth spin on its axis. You sighed and continued eating.

“Babygirl,” he strung out, letting the word slide right off his lips like music to your ears.

“Yes?” you responded, once again giving him your attention.

“I love you, I promise. So much,” he grinned, reaching over to take your hand. He rubbed his thumb across the back of your hand, something that you had always found calming.

“I love you too,” you replied, smiling back. It was a truly genuine smile. You couldn’t be more in love with the man sitting across from you.

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Names

Names


A head cannon that’s been floating around my mind for awhile and I thought I should write before we actually get Anxiety’s name, just something I wrote real quick while I was at work #imaterribleemployee

Warnings: none really, some negative self talk

@angstymelon @killerfangirl3 @umbreon-and-chocolate4life @lampisimportant @princey-and-hottopic @obviouslyelementary @dan-yuna @fearinghope (welcome to the list NoHa ;) )

This came about because I was wondering /if/ the sides have always been around then why doesn’t Thomas know them?


(this is set after Taking on Anxiety with Lilly Singh!)


Anxiety sank back into the mindscape with a frown, he was exhausted and he felt horrible. He had refused to be in Thomas’ first two videos, the fear of being rejected, being laughed at, it had been to much. It was only after the success of the first two that he let himself be talked into making one.


We need something big to introduce you, something with a bit of a wow factor.” Prince had said in his typical grandiose fashion.


“Yeah, I mean you are a big part of my life.” Thomas had smiled at him. ~You hold me back. I would be so much better off without you~ he heard.


Despite it all he filmed the video, he hid behind his smirk and was the villain Thomas wanted him to be. Soon the video would be up and everyone would see, they would see how horrible he was. How awful  and cruel, how much he hurt Thomas. They’d be calling for his head.


Maybe it wasn’t too late to convince Thomas not to post it.


He popped up next to Thomas, who had just finished triple checking the video before he posted it. The others were there already, all three urging him to post it.


“Don’t”  was all he could get out, fear a tight ball in his throat.


Prince rolled his eyes and turned back to Thomas, continuing to speak encouragements. Logic agreeing with him. Morality smiled softly at Anxiety, taking his arm and sinking down with him.


“Hey what was that buddy?” Patton questioned once they were in the safety of the commons.


“I am Anxiety.” He said, frustrated tears just prickling at the corners of his eyes.


“Yes?” Morality said in confusion.


“And now everyone will see me, how awful i am. They are going to hate me, they’ll want to be rid of me because I am not like you three. I’m not good. I’m not a side of Thomas’ personality. I’m a disease.” he spit, the words tumbling out of him without his say so.


He looked up to see Logic and Prince’s stunned faces, they must of caught most of that, and he tried to escape to his room but Morality stepped in front of him.


“That’s not true, you are not a disease. You are more that just anxiety.”


“No i’m not, I am literally ANXIETY. Just like you are Morality.”


“I’m a bit more than my name suggests.” Morality’s eyes lit up. “That’s just it, we need new names, to remind us that we are more than just a descriptive moniker. I will be” his voice trailed off for a minute as he thought about it. “Patton!”


“What kind of name is that? He sneered, but Mor–Patton’s happy expression never changed.


“I like it.” he said with one of his signature shimmys.  


“My turn!” Prince said, clearly excited about the idea. Anxiety looked at Logan, who rolled his eyes. “ It needs to be something fit for a Prince, something that evokes heroism and inspires faith. Something noble, like Roman. Yes Roman, that shall be my name.”


“It’s perfect ,” Patton squealed, throwing one arm over…Roman’s … shoulder. They both looked at Logic expectantly.


“Why are you looking at me? I am and always have been Lo….” he cut himself off at Patton’s disapproving glare.  To be fair it was one of the more fearsome glares the fatherly side had ever given. “… gan. My name is Logan.”


Anxiety snorted at him before realizing the three other sides were looking at him.


“What? I’m not going to just make up a name, that’s idiotic. And it’s not going to change anything.”  he growled and stomped up the stairs.


He lay in his bed thinking about the names,  chuckling cynically at them. But the more he thought about it, the more genuine and affectionate his smile became.


The names did kind fit them each. If, if, he was to play along, what name would he choose?


He flicked through dozens of names before finding one that made him feel like, well him.


And with that held in his mind he fell asleep with a smile on his face.

Sometimes Forgiving Is Hard

(contains spoilers from Thomas’s new video’s including Morality’s new name. I know some people haven’t watched it yet for various reasons *cough* one reason was closed captions*cough**cough* so I’m just going to leave this warning here.)


@killerfangirl3 @starrykid @nebulastep @prinxietyhell @dan-yuna @analogically-prinxiety @obviouslyelementary @lekawaiimelon @whatevermate1234 (i cant remember everyone i was supost to tag i apologize)

Tw: Morality angst, bullying, doubt


Patton was frowning. He had managed to keep a smile on his face, most of the time, but… he still felt torn inside.

_

“Morality! YOU are the issue here!” Logan said. He knew how bad Logan was at  expressing emotions so he just assumed that he was just saying something and meaning another thing. Besides, he was his best friend, he couldn’t possibly be being mean.

“Aww, Logan, I love this teasing lil back-and-forth we have here!” Morality said, not understanding it completely.

“No. I’m serious. And I always have been. And forever will be.” Logan snapped.

_


He closed his eyes. Logan had said nice things at the end, he was fine.

_

“YOU are holding Thomas back” Prince said.

_

He winced and took a sharp breath in. During the video, Roman had praised him for thinking of giving the others their rooms.

_

“His heart’s just not in the right place.” Anxiety said.

_

Patton bit his lips. Anxiety was just trying to lead him back to where he should be, and that was taking care of Thomas.
_

“I am always a proponent of following one’s heart… but, if it is not helping on the quest to fulfill one’s longing then what is the gosh darn ding dang point?” Prince glanced over at Patton as he spoke.
_

Patton let out a sob as he remembered the pain he felt when Prince looking at him.
_

“B-But, kiddo–” Morality was interrupted,
“That’s just it! I’m not a ‘kiddo’ anymore!” Thomas snapped.
_

Morality whimpered. ‘Thomas was just tired of being referred to a kid. He just wanted to be seen as a grown up.’
_

“We need actual contributions from you every now and then” Prince said.
_

Morality clenched tighter to his bed, trying to hold back sobs (and failed.)
_

“You stand there making your… puns… and are just… needlessly silly. All the time. Logic said.
_

Why did this hurt?

_

"Perhaps it’s best you just stick to knowing the difference between right and wrong and leaving the rest to us.” Prince.
_

He sobbed, letting the words rush around his head. They all apologized, he shouldn’t be feeling this way. He let it happen anyways, it felt so good to get it out.

He hated it.

‘But it’s good to let emotions out! Healthy even!’ he told himself

‘Yeah, but you shouldn’t be feeling this way at all. What they said stung. and why did it sting? becase they don’t care. They should be fixing it and making things better.’ another part of him said.

‘But they are already trying to make it better! They caught their mistake and now they’re trying to fix it!’ he tried to reassure himself.

‘Not really. They’re not here now are they?’ Morlaity felt a sharp pain as he inhaled. That thought hurt.

But… but they were his friends how could they do that to him?

‘They’re human, they all make mistakes.’

But why did it hurt so much?

Morality sobbed clinging to the bed. His thoughts confusing him. Why couldn’t he just forget about it. He’s probably said a few hurtful things to the others once or twice and they forgave him.

“Patton?” he could hear a voice. He tried holding back a sob.

“Y-y-yeah.” He cursed himself for not keeping a straight voice.

“Do you want to talk about it?” he still couldn’t recognize the voice.

“I-I don’t kn-ow” Patton let out a sob. Why couldn’t he just forgive them? They probably felt guilty enough, he didn’t have to make it worse. He hated himself for not moving on.

He felt a dubious arm around him. Morality wanted contact so bad so he turned towards the owners chest and grabbed their jacket, sobbing.

“I’m here,” they said. It sounded awkward, but he could tell they meant it.

Patton kept sobbing letting his emotions have control. He felt their arms hesitantly move up and down his back as if it was foreign to him. Patton kept crying, as the owner got more comfortable hugging him. A little while after Patton calmed down he was surprised to hear  Anxiety speaking to him;

“Do you want a patt-on the back?” he asked. Patton giggled.

“Th-a-t was funny” Patton sniffled.

“Yeah, you used it on me once, except you literally jumped on me.” Anxiety answered.

“Yeah, I’m-I’m sorry about that.” Paton said, feeling guilty about that day.

“It’s alright, it could have been worse.” Anxiety hugged Patton closer.

They stayed quiet for a minute. Patton enjoyed the silence, sniffling once in awhile.

“Do-” Anxiety hesitated before continuing, “do you want to talk about it?”

Patton thought about it for a minute. It was a good idea to talk about his feelings.

“I just-i hate myself for feeling bad about the things you guys said, you already apologized, but I can’t seem to get over it.”

“Hey, take it easy on yourself. I’ve been holding onto what people say for years and I’m still not over it. Its barely been a day for you.” Anxiety said.

“Y-yeah, but-” He hiccupped, “but I’m-I’m the heart, I’m sup-post to forgive people easily.”

“You can still take your time. You have feelings after all. Sometimes it’s good to take your time. It lets others know that what they did wasn’t okay.” Anxiety answered. Patton sniffled, but smiled.

“When-when did you grow up to be so-so smart?” Patton asked.

“Since i was born.” Anxiety answered. Patton laughed.

“If you say so k-kido.” Patton smiled and looked up at Anxiety.

“Thanks for-for being here.” Patton said. Anxiety shrugged and continued rubbing Patton’s back. Patton sniffled for a while and leaned closer to Anxiety.

“Would you like to play with some goo?” Anxiety offered after a while. Morality lit up and nodded.
“I have some in my room- or do you want to stay in here?” Anxiety sounded a little hesitant.

“Can we stay in here?” Patton was nervous, he didn’t want to ruin the moment with Anxiety.
“It’s fine, but if you dare tell anyone i did this i will not be held accountable for the things i do.” Anxiety snarled.

“Aw you tease!” Patton answered before getting up to find his Goo, and Anxiety’s grey sand. He found them in his desk and brought it over to the little table he had set up in his room. He beckoned Anxiety over pointed at the sand he had brought and opened the can of his goo. Anxiety sighed but walked up to the table and sat text to him, rolling his eyes when Morality showing Anxiety his colorful goo, Morality pulled the goo and squeezed it together, smiling at the sticky feeling.

Anxiety rolled his eyes a few times, but he seemed to be enjoying his sand.

They didn’t do much talking, but they did enjoy each other’s presence.

Oui (Lafayette x Reader)

Word Count: 1561 (ugh, short. I know.) Request/Summary: This one wasn’t requested either (I should probably get to those), but it’s a teacher AU set on valentines day. They’re both middle school teachers, reader is a language arts teacher and Lafayette is the french teacher, and John is one of the counselors. (: Warnings: None I believe (:

A/N- Yet again, I was assisted with french by my lovely friend (who am I kidding, we’re practically married at this point) @whatdimissmotherfuckers. Thanks much mon choupinette. Finally got my valentines fic out! I hope you guys like it <3 Feedback is always appreciated. 


Things Mademoiselle L/N Loves.” You nearly dropped the stack of manilla folders in your arms at the sight of the large heart diagram scrawled across the dry erase board that spanned the wall. You stepped closer to the drawing and examined the slanted cursive writing scattered amongst the inside of the hastily drawn heart shape : “Writing.” You beamed at the word and turned your eyes to the next few, “Rainy Days. Good Books. Musicals.  Gilmore Girls. Good Hair Days.  Happy Students. French Teachers. Kitte-” Wait. You let a small smile turn the corners or your mouth up at the sight of it. You did have a bit of a “thing” for one particular french teacher. Your smile grew into a grin and remained on your face as you walked over to your desk, setting down the folders and placing your messenger bag on the floor.  Surrounding you now, were several, mostly red colored, balloons and an insurmountable amount of glitter thrown across your desk. “Too much, Gilbert.” You giggled as your gaze caught on a large box of chocolates on your desk, something french that you couldn’t understand was printed on the top in fancy lettering. You lifted the lid and surveyed the assorted chocolates inside. Immediately, the smell of them wafted to your nose and you couldn’t help picking one up and popping it in your mouth. With a glance at the clock you suppressed a groan and picked up your laptop to head to your meeting.

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Archie made a Friend? (AA imagine)

This was not a request, but I really liked this idea so I decided to write it! It’s could be a multi-part imagine, but that’s only if you guys want it to be! Enjoy :)

archie x reader

word count: 1,678

Triggers: None 

Originally posted by daddybetty

The first thing that you figured out when you got to Riverdale High is that it’s definitely separated by jocks and nerds, all except that one table in the middle of the lunchroom. Everyday you try to push yourself to sit there, but you have yet to actually make it to the table. See, what happens is you talk yourself into it throughout the whole lunch line saying that ‘this is it, this is the day I’m going to sit with them.’ but then as soon as you get into the actual lunchroom, you chicken out and go sit at a table in the back where there’s only a few kids. None of them talk to you and they all have headphones in. You sigh as today is another one of those days. You make your way to your usually seat and pull out your latest read. Reading and writing is one of your favorite past times. You sometimes write song lyrics but, singing is something that makes you very nervous, so you can never sing them. Ever. The final lunch bell rang, taking you out of your daze, and you made your way to chemistry. As soon as you walk into the room you see ‘NEW SEATS TODAY!’ written on the board. You and a few other kids groan as you walk to the back of the room, waiting for your new seats. You’ve been here for 4 months now and you still have a hard time remembering everyone by name.

“(y/n) (yl/n) you are going to be partners with.. Archibald Andrews. Find a table you two.” Said the teacher. You look around trying to remember who Archibald was. Archibald? Who names their kid Archibald? You finally see a boy with bright red orange hair taking a seat while trying to find his partner.

“Uh Archibald right?” you say with a weird look on your face. He grins and chuckles at you.

“Yes, but everyone calls me Archie. You’re (y/n) right?” He asks as you take the seat right next to him.

“Yeah, how do you know me?” You ask with nervousness behind your voice. Does he see you looking at his lunch table everyday? More and more crazy and outrage thoughts come to mind until finally Archie snapped you out of it.

“(y/n)? I said I have you in like 4 of my classes. And you’re new, which doesn’t happen too often here in Riverdale. Our last new person was ronnie, and she only came a few months before you.”

“Ronnie?” You ask.

“Veronica Lodge. River Vixen? Black hair. You’ll see her now that you know who she is. Do you eat lunch in the lunchroom. Not that I think you don’t! I mean, I didn’t want it to sound like you eat in the bathroom because that would be-”

“Archie!” you said with a laugh before he got even more flustered.

“Sorry, it’s just that I’ve never seen you in the lunchroom before, that’s all.” He finally says before turning bright pink. You give him a small smile.

“I eat in the back of the lunchroom. See, I haven’t made too many friends yet. Actually, none at all. So I sit in the back with like 3 other people who don’t speak. They just listen to music and watch movies.” You explain almost embarrassed at the fact that you just admitted all of that to a boy you just officially met 5 minutes ago.

“Well, since we’re friends now, why don’t you sit with me and my friends? Oh Betts would love you! Please?” He begged. You thought about it. You finally got the invitation to sit with the group you’ve been wanting to sit with since you’ve got here.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to be invading anything…”

“No really it would be fine! I promise you they would all be okay with it! Give it a try and if you don’t like it you can go back to sitting with the no-talk kids who listen to music and watch movies.” You smile at this offer.

“Okay deal.”

The rest of class that day was you imagining what everyone would think of you. You finally were going to make some friends and Riverdale will finally start to feel like a home.

The next day, you were nervous in every class before lunch. You also realize that You had Archie in 2 morning classes, and you figured out who Veronica was.

“Hey (y/n), mind if I join you.” Archie smiles as you both walk out of English together.

“Uh sure, my locker is this way.” You both made small talk about random things on the short walk.

“Hey Ronnie! (y/n), this is Veronica, Veronica this is (y/n).” Archie says as you stop at your locker. I guess ‘Ronnie’ was a few lockers down from you. Just because you oh so desperately wanted to sit with them at lunch, doesn’t mean you knew who they were. You’ve only seen side profiles.

“Hello (y/n), it’s nice to meet you. Anyone that’s a friend of my dear archiekins is a friend of mine.” She says with a smile.

“I’ll see you guys at lunch.” She exclaims as she walks off to her next class.

“I like her.” you said as you and Archie walked off to your next classes.

“I knew you would. See you at lunch?” he asks with a huge grin. You smile back.

“Yup, see you at lunch.” You begin to think of all the things that are going to go right at lunch, and not the things that could (and won’t) go wrong.

This is it. This is the moment you’ve been waiting for. You finally get to sit with the group you’ve been waiting to sit with all year. You start to slowly walk over there when Archie finally catches your gaze and motions for you to sit next to him.

“Hey Arch.” You say smally as you take a seat at the table of hopefully new friends.

“(y/n), this is Jughead, Betty, Kevin, and Veronica. Guys, this is (y/n). She was new at semester and hasn’t exactly found the right friend group.” He started to explain.

“Hi guys, it’s nice to meet you.” you slightly smile.

“Hello (y/n)! Archie has talked so much about you! I’m glad he finally had to guts to talk to you.” Betty laughs. Archie’s face tinges pink. You give him a confused look. Betty realizes what she said probably wasn’t the most appropriate and decided to change the subject.

“So, (y/n), play any sports?”

“Uhh not really. I was on a swim team when I was younger but I had to stop because I got so busy. I used to play volleyball in middle school but not anymore.”

“You should be a river vixen! They are having tryouts again next week. A girl broke her foot when she was rollerskating with her family, so we have to get a replacement.” Veronica says. I blush at the offer.

“Gee, thanks Veronica but I, I don’t know if I can do that. I’m not really built to be a cheerleader.”

The River Vixens are everywhere and they are so intimidating. I don’t think I could be like that.

“I think you could do it.” Archie says nudging you out of your thoughts. Veronica laughs.

“Oh please, (y/n), he just wants to see you in a cheerleading outfit don’t ya Arch?”

“W-what! Ronnie that’s not true. I feel like she should join a club or something to make more friends.” He says with slight embarrassment in his voice.

“Join the Blue and Gold. Can you write?” Jughead asked.

“Uhh yeah. I write poems and songs in my journal all the time…”  you slightly trail off. Betty and Veronica give each other a look.

“Archie sings.” Betty said with a small smile. You look towards Archie.

“Really? You sing?” He blushes.

“Well yeah sort of, It’s this new thing I’ve been trying.” He grins.

“Maybe you guys can sing a song together sometime?” Veronica said.

“Oh no no no, I don’t sing, I just write lyrics.” you say with a sheepish smile.

“What? That’s nonsense. Spend 2 weeks with us and you’ll be singing right next to Archie at some event.” Veronica said.

“She’s not wrong, eventually, she’ll make you do some of your biggest fears.” Jughead added.

Ronnie gives you a huge smile as the bell rings.

“Well, I hope you continue to eat with us, I love it when Archiekins gets new friends. See you later.”

“It was great meeting you (y/n). Again, I’m really glad that Archie finally had the guts to invite you to eat with us. He’s been talking-”

“OKAY Betty! That’s enough we will catch you guys later.” Archie starts.

“Let’s head to chemistry.” He says to you as you both walk away. You nudge him.

“What was that all about?” Archie blushes.

“Well, uhh you see I’ve kind of had my eyes on you for awhile now. Not-not like that! Just in a friendly way - oh god I sound crazy now don’t I? Ugh well, I just really wanted to be your friend because you seem like a really cool person and oh I don’t know, I saw you sitting by yourself and I just felt like you could have more fun sitting with me and my friends. I’m sorry that this has been really long and rambly I’m not-”

“ARCHIE! It’s fine, I get it. I’ve had my eyes on you guys for awhile now too.” His eyes widen.

“Really?” You nod.

“Now come on Arch, let’s go blow stuff up!”

Proposal - Bruce Wayne

Originally posted by writers-square

A/N: THIS WAS SO FUN TO WRITE!!!!

Request: Hiya!! Can i request Bruce Wayne proposing to the reader? Thank you so very much!! - anon

Warnings: MAJOOORR FLUFFFFF

Word Count: 758 

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Click Click Click Click, you heard the sound of your heels tapping the hardwood floor as you maneuvered through the grocery store looking for some, well, groceries. Usually Alfred would be getting them, but the man does so much, you just decided to do it. Even though Alfred insisted that he would go because it’s your and Bruce’s anniversary, you still went.

You heard the chitter chatter of the people, you tried not to listen in on their conversations but you would just listen to a couple of sentences and then continue searching the aisle for what you were looking for.

“Barb, did I ever tell you what happened to Carol?”

“No, what happened.”

“I heard that her husband cheated on her and they’re gonna file a divorce”

“Oh no, Carol and John were perfect”

“Ugh, i know”

You stopped listening right there, it was too sad for you. You couldn’t imagine Bruce cheating on you. Although he wasn’t your husband, he was your boyfriend, for 7 years today. You loved him dearly, you couldn’t bare him suddenly leaving you, just the thought gave you shivers.

You continued roaming the aisle in hoped of finding bread pudding, or at least the mixing for it. You had once made it for all the boys and they had fallen in love with it, so you decided to make it once again, just because. Once you had finally found the mixing, you made your way to the check out. You had around 20+ items so you couldn’t go to the 10 items or less aisle, so you just went to the regular one. It took awhile but you finally got all your things checked out and you made your way to your car to go home to Bruce.

Once you had made your way back to the mansion, you took out all the bags and fiddled with the keys to the front door, remembering that Alfred always left it open you just walked in. But as soon as you walked in you saw flower petals leading outside. Being the curious person you were you decided to go and check it out. You dropped the bags gently on the floor and followed the path. Once you had went outside to the patio you saw bright lights hung up everywhere and a huge collage of the picture you and Bruce took over the years.  

You spun in circles trying to take it all in but you noticed Bruce standing there in a full tuxedo. “Hey, you look handsome.” you complimented as you reached him. “Hello gorgeous, follow me,” he said as he took your hand and directed you to a small table for two. He pulled out a chair for you and then sat in the one across from you. “If you had told me about this i would have dressed more properly,” you said as you started nibbling on the breadsticks, “Well, you look beautiful anyways, you always do.” you blushed a deep red once he said those words. “Thank you,” you replied as Alfred brought out the main course. Once he had left you asked, “So whats all this for?” Bruce looked at you while taking a sip of his whine, “well, um now that you asked, i’ve been meaning to tell you something”  you nodded as a sign for him to continue. He stood up and took your hand once again and brought you to the center of the collage, he started to kneel down on one knee and took out a ring from his jacket pocket. “I have loved you for 7 years now, and I can’t go another day as you being just my girlfriend, I want you to be more, I want you to be my wife, I want to love you forever, I want to wake up next to you, knowing that you’re my wife. So, Y/F/N Will You Marry Me?” At this point you had your free hand covering your mouth and tears coming out of your eyes, “Yes, yes I will” you stuttered out, nodding your head. Bruce slipped the ring on your ring finger and got up, he held you in his arms, kissing you passionately. “YESSSS!!!!” you heard behind you. All the boys, including Alfred, had been secretly watching you behind the bush, but that secret ended when Dick yelled out. Jason slapped him upside the head, murmuring “idiot” as they all went inside. You looked at Bruce smiling as he held you in his arms, smiling back at you.

​Ooookay fandom, can we have a little chat about this “M'gann is now Space Mom” thing that’s been going around since the final? At first it was just making me a little uncomfortable, but @hufflepirate mentioned something that got me thinking about it more, and now I am very uncomfortable with the whole concept.

Because, look, just because J'onn and M'gann are an ~official couple now, doesn’t mean M'gann has to, or wants to, or is even remotely comfortable with taking on that role. Like obviously I don’t know for sure, and she very well might, and next season may give us more insight into it, but to me, with what we know about her, it just…doesn’t feel like something she’d be keen on at all? Especially not yet.

Space Dad/Papa Bear is a natural role for J'onn, because he’s already been a parent, because that role or relationship is incredibly important to him and was an important facet of his identity (eg: “My first daughter. When she came along, I finally realised I had a mission in life. I had someone who relied on me. Having her gave me direction.”). Even so, he’d been working with Alex for more than 2 and a half years, and with Kara for something like 8 months (?), and presumably looking out for them a lot longer, before he first even acknowledged that he considered them like daughters (1x11). And it really wasn’t until the very end of Season 1 and through Season 2 that he started being more open and affectionate and really embracing that father-figure role, first with Alex and Kara, then Winn, and then Maggie a little too.

Which is to say, he’s had a lot of time to figure out what he wants his relationships with the other characters to look like, and even though he’s already been a father, it’s still been a long process for him.

M'gann, on the other hand, has never been a parent (I mean, as far as we know, I suppose). More than that, she’s hardly ever even had a family: “I had a mother, once. She wasn’t warm, that wasn’t our way, but she cared for me, I know she did. I’d forgotten that feeling until now, what it felt like to have a family.” She literally hasn’t had any close, familial relationships since she was a child, something like 500/600 years ago (ugh @ martian ages, I make that up completely).

J'onn had a wife, children, friends, a career… We don’t know all that much about M'gann’s life on Mars, but we do know she felt like an outsider in her society so it’s unlikely she had many friends. We know she was in an arranged marriage, she was a soldier, and then she was a fugitive. She is far, far more emotionally inexperienced than J'onn (and honestly, than most of the other characters on the show). Like, my heart breaks every single time at the vulnerable, open way she tells J'onn, “I wanted…to be your friend,” in 2x10. And that it takes her a long time to figure out that what she feels for J'onn is romantic instead of platonic (“I feel it too. I have for awhile. I just didn’t…know what it was.”), whereas J'onn is far more confident in his feelings, suggests to me that she hasn’t had anywhere near enough close, caring and emotional relationships of any kind. (Also, did you notice she always says “care” and not “love” (2x11). Has she ever had anyone tell her they love her? Has she ever told someone else? (On a scale of 1 to 10 how badly does she need a hug?))

So she’s only just, just getting used to the idea that there are people who care about her, who want to help her, who want to be her friend, and who consider her family. To throw her into the deep end and expect her to suddenly take on an incredibly intense and demanding role? Surely, that would terrify the crap out of her? It’s way too much pressure too soon. It’s unlikely that she believes in herself enough yet as well. She seems so insecure in accepting that she means something to people. Already in 2x22 she seems more confident (the easy way she calls the other white martians her “friends”, my heart), and that confidence will hopefully only grow. But she needs time.

It’s also just like, not ever something she’s given any indication of being interested in… She wants friends. She wants a family. Never, ever has she suggested that she wants to be a mother. Like, fuck, she needs a mom just as much as any of the other characters do.

Which is not in any way to say that parent-child relationships can’t also be friendships, can’t be incredibly strong and mutually supportive. But it’s undeniable that the nature of a parent-child relationship is different than a regular friendship, and that for the most part the parent takes on the carer/support role. Which, yes, we know she’s nurturing and caring and good at looking after people - with both Kara and Alex in 2x11 for example. But I really feel like M'gann needs support and she needs friends/family in a very different way than J'onn does.

The parent-child relationship is something that has been missing from J'onn’s life, so it heals something within him [But also, can we please not make him be a father figure to every single character? Can we please let him just have a friend? James had a good dad, can’t they just be mates? I digress..] But the relationships that have been missing the most from M'gann’s life, the ones she most needs, are friendships, are equal relationships, are people who will support her and look after her and tell her they’re proud of her and with whom she can be as emotionally vulnerable with as they are with her.

I just… Can’t she just be? Can’t we let her choose for herself where she fits in the Superfam? Can’t we let her develop her own relationships with the other characters, outside of J'onn’s?

I don’t know, it just feels like a huge disservice to her character, and it feels like fandom just wanting her to fill a role without really giving any thought to her as a character and whether it’s one that actually fits. And we should also maybe think about why we’re so eager for the only black woman on the show to take on a maternal and emotionally supportive role towards the other mostly white characters, despite not giving any indication that that’s what she wants. And then…maybe not do that.

Like I get where this trend is coming from, and I love that people are including M'gann more, and I get that it works to slot her into the superfamily in this position. But like, we’re clearly all already capable of exploring non-traditional family dynamics, because obviously that’s what the superfam is, so it really shouldn’t be that much of a stretch to include M'gann as part of the family, as J’onn’s partner, while not necessarily ‘co-parenting’ with him. And I guess if people really do think that that’s what she’d want, then I feel like you owe it to her to give her the narrative importance to explain that choice and what it means for her, instead of just taking it as given. Because unlike with J’onn, there’s (currently) no canon backstory to ‘Space Mom’, except that she’s dating ‘Space Dad’. And that is really not a good enough reason.

Okay so I feel like this is not explained well at all, but as an example have a read of this fic by @aeveee. It seamlessly balances M'gann’s relationship with J'onn, J'onn’s relationship with his kids, and M'gann’s friendship with Maggie and Kara, without minimising any of them, and it’s a really lovely exploration of how these women might relate to and support each other (which the show has squandered). When M'gann is relegated to a purely maternal figure, that depth has the potential to get lost, and that’s a huge shame.

(And just to be clear, I’m not talking about like, tagging M'gann and J'onn as like ‘my parents’ or whatever, because that’s a personal thing and a general fandom phenomenon I think. I’m more thinking in relation to the fic/headcanons/meta etc that I’ve seen, and making her in-universe 'Space Mom’, rather than just an individual fan calling her mom.)

Tldr: J'onn has had a lot of time to process and get comfortable with being a father figure to the other characters, there was a very clear historical reason he chose to be, and most importantly he had agency in choosing it. Let’s not take M'gann’s away from her. Just because she’s J'onn’s partner doesn’t mean she’s also the Spacefam’s mom. That very well may be a role she chooses to fill in the future, but it’s highly unlikely she’s ready for it yet, and regardless we should let her choose it for herself (which requires actually give her the space/focus in fan works to do so).

I’m Not a Kid: Part 2

I’m Not a Kid

Word count: 5.6k

Genre: smut, dirty talk

Another part was requested by anon (anon let me know if you like it.) I wasn’t sure if I was going to do it but then I couldn’t stop thinking about office sex with Jungkook. Anyway, I listened to TIO by Zayn while writhing this ;) 

part one


It had been a week since you’d seen Jungkook. You’d forgotten that his father had a business trip and wanted Jungkook to come with him so he see the ropes of the family business.

They were in Australia and wouldn’t be back until Monday. You’d gone all week and weekend thinking about Jungkook. It was Sunday night and here you were again, nervous and thinking about seeing him tomorrow. You were sitting in the living room with your roommate trying to focus on a movie while eating dinner but you couldn’t.

As soon as you got home Friday night you woke her up and told her what you had done. You were still on a high from Jungkook fucking you but you knew you were going to regret it in the morning, and boy did you, at first. You couldn’t believe that you had let the your boss’s 20 year old son fuck the shit out of you in a restroom at a nightclub, but as days went by with no sign of Jungkook, no flirting, no touches, no lingering looks, no singing of your name your thoughts became consumed of him.

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What?

Note: It’s been forever and a half since I’ve written, I’m sorry. Deadlines are kicking my ass, so I haven’t had time to do much of anything. Buuuuut, enjoy this super long Daveed fic! 

Word Count: 3222

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x Reader

Warnings: implied smut, getting drunk

AU: Roommate

“Daveed, get your ass up! It’s Tuesday!” You yelled, hitting your roommate with a pillow, trying to wake him up.

He groaned, turning over to cover his head with his arms.

“It’s my day off, Y/N, it’s too early for this shit.” His voice sounded muffled due to him laying in the bed facefirst.

“No,” you whined, “you’re my running buddy. I wanted to go on a run before the streets get busy.”

“The streets are always busy. Let me sleep.” He stated turning towards you, and cracking one eye open.

“Shut up.” You said, hitting him with a pillow again, causing some feathers to fall out of it.

“Ow,” Daveed groaned. “What the fuck, Y/N? Chill. What did I ever do to you?”

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I Wasn’t Lying

Word Count: 1786

    A/N: This was another requested fic, so I hope you enjoy! Its kinda angsty, lol I’m trying to write more angst because everything I write is FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF! There’s nothing wrong with that though, I mean everyone needs to swoon and feel butterflies in their stomachs at least once in their day so whatever. Also i cant fucking wait for episode 12, send help! Much love!

Originally posted by quinnsfabrey

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  “You’re killing me with the suspense, just tell me, who do you like?” Veronica begged, and Betty giggled, sitting more comfortably on the bed. Y/N grabbed Bettys leg and shook it slightly, as to silently beg Betty to just spill the beans already.

    “You guys are so impatient.” She teased, and the two girls rolled their eyes, laughing slightly.

    “Well we want to know! My bad.” Y/N joked, and Betty finally gave in.

    “Okay, okay! I’ll tell you two.” She said, and the girls bounced with joy and anticipation. “You know how I still have feelings for Archie, I don’t think I’ll ever get rid of them, unfortunately.” She started, and the two girls nodded. “But I also have new feelings for Jughead.” She said smiling. Veronica and Betty squealed, Veronica grabbing her hands, but Y/N just sat there awkwardly. She had been dating Jughead for about six months now, but nobody in the group knew. They decided it would be best to keep it a secret from them for awhile, they weren’t on a need to know basis and they would just freak out over the whole thing. For the longest time, the whole group knew that the two were practically smitten for each other, and they all shipped them hardcore, so finally, one night Jughead got tired of hiding his feelings. One night almost 6 months ago, Archie, Betty, Veronica and Kevin had left Pops after relentlessly asking if the two were together, Jughead grabbed Y/N by the face and kissed her. Thus, their relationship blossomed, and it had been the best 6 months of her life.

    “Y/N!” Betty called, and Y/N snapped out of her trance.

    “Sorry, what?” she shook her head slightly and looked over to the two girls.

    “Are you okay?” Veronica asked. “You look upset.” Y/N gave the best fake laugh she could and smiled big.

   "I’m good.“ She said, and the two girls nodded.

    "Anyways, you know how Jughead and I have been spending a lot of time together? I guess that’s when I started having feelings for him. I first noticed I felt differently about him when we were working together on the Blue and Golds Newspaper. I was having a hard time writing an article on the newest developments on the Jason Blossom case and he saw I was struggling, so he came and sat by me, reading what I wrote. He was sitting so close guys, so close! He took the laptop from me for a second and he edited my article a bit, and when he pushed it back to me our hands brushed. I looked up at him and smiled and he smiled back, and just looking in his eyes and seeing his beautiful smile-ugh! I practically melted, and I felt the butterflies in my stomach.” Betty gushed, earning more squeals from Veronica.

    “That’s so cute!” Veronica exclaimed, and Y/N continued to just sit. “Do you guys do cute things at all?”

    “Last week, we were both stuffed in that stupid office for what felt like forever, so he closed my laptop and shoved it in my bag. He took me to Pops and bought me a milkshake, and we just talked for what felt like hours until he realized he had to leave. He had to help a friend with a project or something.” Y/Ns eyes widened, realizing Betty was talking about her.

    Last week she needed his help with an English project, and he had promised to lend a hand. She waited two hours at her house for him, calling and texting but she didn’t get an answer. When he finally showed up, he said he had lost track of time at Pops with a friend but it was too late, she had already finished it. Jealousy bubbled up in her stomach, but she did her best to push it down.

    “Oh my god, you guys went out on a date?” Veronica asked, excitedly and Betty shook her head.

    “No, I don’t think it was a date, unfortunately. You have to be an official ‘thing’ for it to be a date, but it was so nice.” She swooned, and Y/N couldn’t help as she let out a huff. Betty turned to her and looked at her confused. “Are you okay Y/N?” she asked, and Y/N looked down at the sheets, playing with them in her hands. She didn’t know how to handle this situation, she didn’t want to come across as jealous although she had a valid reason to be, because that would make Betty upset. But she also didn’t want to out her and Jugheads relationship, it had been nice not having anyone know except for the two of them. Their own private, secret thing.

    “I’m fine.” Y/N mumbled, and Veronicas eyes widened.

    “Oh my god, this isn’t making you upset because you also like Jughead, is it?” she asked, and Y/N tensed. Bettys face fell at the realization, she had totally forgotten how smitten Y/N was for the boy.

    “I’m so sorry Y/N. I didn’t mean to brag.” Betty said quickly, and Y/N scoffed to herself, but it didn’t go unnoticed by the two other girls in the room. They gave each other a confused look.

    “I’m not jealous, Betty.” Y/N said as kindly as she could, and Betty shook her head.

    “Well then, do I have your blessing to go for it?” she asked, and Y/Ns eyes widened and she stood from the bed.

    “I-I don’t know Betty.” she stuttered, internally kicking herself for being too chicken to come right out and say no.

    “Oh come on Y/N, just because you don’t have much of a chance with him doesn’t mean you have to ruin it for Betty.” Veronica said somewhat bitterly, and Y/Ns eyes widened and her jaw dropped.

    “Veronica!” Betty exclaimed, looking over to the raven-haired girl and hitting her lightly on the arm.

    “What? She’s being jealous over the fact that Jughead likes you and not her, and she’s being difficult and not giving you her blessing. She should be happy for you, and grateful that you even asked for it at all.” Veronica stated bluntly, and Betty hung her head low.

    “It would have been nice for you to be happy for me.” Betty said quietly, and Y/N finally unfroze.

    “I can’t be happy for someone who is trying to go after my boyfriend.” Y/N scoffed, earning looks of disbelief from the two girls.

    “You’re dating Jughead?” Veronica asked, and Y/N nodded her head proudly, smiling to herself. “uh huh, sure. And why didn’t we know this before?”

    “We wanted to keep it a secret.” Y/N said, and the two girls slowly nodded their heads.

    “How do I know you aren’t just saying that so I’ll back off?” Betty asked unsurely. “I mean, we’re your best friends, you would have told us. And you two don’t ever act like a couple.”

    “Two awkward crush-smitten people who are too scared to tell each other maybe, but not like an actual couple.” Veronica added. Y/N stood from the bed and stared at the two girls in shock.

    “Are you calling me a liar?” she shot, and the two girls sunk low on the bed, looking at each other and then back at Y/N. Neither of them answered, and she rolled her eyes and pulled out her phone, ringing for Jughead and putting it on speaker.

    “Hey princess, how are you?” Jugheads voice called from the other side of the phone, and Y/N smiled at his voice.

    “Hey Jug, I’m fine. How are you?” she asked.

    “I’m okay. Why fine though, you never say fine unless your pissed off, and I know I haven’t done anything… have I?” he asked, earning a giggle from Y/N.

    “Like I said, its all fine. Anyways, our 6 month anniversary is coming up and I wanted to know what movie you wanted to go see, I’m buying the tickets.” She said, smiling over to the girls and winking.

    “Our 6 month anniversary is coming up, isn’t it? Hmm, I’ll let you decide, but I’m taking you to Pops after, I’ve got a surprise.” Y/N smiled even bigger and smugly at the two girls, but it faded as she saw Bettys face fall. She immediately felt like the biggest bitch to ever live, and that was saying something because Cheryl Blossom existed, granted that Cheryl has excuses to be a bitch but whatever.

    “Uh, um yeah. I’ll get those and I’ll call you back, okay?” she stuttered.

    “Okay. Y/N are you sure you’re okay? You don’t sound like it.” He asked again.

    “Yeah, I’ll talk to you later Juggie.”

    “Alright.” He said, but anyone could tell he was skeptical. “I’ll talk to you later princess.”

    “Bye babe.” She said, ending the call. A tear rolled down Bettys face and Y/N quickly made her way over to the blonde, pulling her into a hug.

    “I’m sorry for doubting you.” Betty said, and Y/N shook her head.

    “Don’t be, I’m sorry for not telling you earlier. I was a bitch about the whole thing too, I guess I could have handled it better.” Y/N admitted, and Betty chuckled slightly in Y/Ns arms.

    “I agree.” She giggled, and Y/N and Veronica laughed.

    “You were a major bitch.” Veronica said, making the three of them laugh even harder.

    “Just doing what I do best.” Y/N said, flipping her hair in a very dramatic way, and rolling her eyes. The two others nodded their heads, their giggling residing.

    “Betty, you will find someone soon who isn’t taken, or Riverdales very own Troy Bolton, and when that time comes, I bet you’ll be so happy. I have no doubt in my mind that whoever takes you to be their girlfriend will be the luckiest boy-or girl to ever walk on this earth.” Y/N said, and Betty smiled.

    “Got anyone in mind?” she asked playfully, and Y/N smirked.

    “Yeah, Veronica.” Y/N said, and Veronica and Betty tensed up. “You two gave me shit about the flirting I do with Jughead, but you should see you two, its nauseating.” Y/N teased. Betty and Veronica looked at each other and laughed nervously, and Y/N caught on.

    “Oh my god, are you two actually crushing on each other, because I was just joking!” Y/N exclaimed, and the two girls shrugged it off.

    “Anyways ladies, what are we going to do now? Movies or manis?” Veronica asked, and Y/N rolled her eyes at her friend trying to change the subject.

    “Manis.” Betty said, and Y/N nodded her head.

    “Manis I guess.” She said, and the three of them picked out colours, starting to paint their nails, and they enjoyed the rest of their night.

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Starry Eyed- Michael Clifford

MY FIRST SMUT! 

and probably my last…haha combined two requests that were so obscure I just had to go this far…so ya…tell me what you think??

Next thing, we’re touching, you look at me it’s like you hit me with lightning…

Michael couldn’t help but admire her legs in that mini-dress. He found himself staring at the v in her legs, and how tight that skirt was over her ass. She sat down next to Calum, placing a kiss on his cheek.  

That’s right…she’s Calum’s girlfriend. Not yours Michael. 

That’s one thing you hated about being roommates with Calum, you were constantly around his girlfriend, Lacey. Even her name was provocative. 

Just then you felt an arm link with yours, Crystal. Here she was in nothing but a bikini, body better than perfect. More than enough. But yet you still felt your gaze drift towards Lacey. 

“Are we going swimming or what?” Crystal asked you, pouting her lip. 

You then heard screaming, and turned to see Calum throwing Lacey in the pool.

“Calum! I didn’t even get a change to take of my sun dress! It’s wet now!” She yelled

“Oh come on Lace, hey watch out!” He said, jumping in next to her.

“I’ll take that as a yes” You winked at Crystal, picking her up too.

“Michael!!” She screamed as you jumped in the pool still holding her.

Calum and Lacey laughed, holding up their arms to prevent the splash from hitting them. As if that really did anything.

“Ugh let me take this off before it’s completely ruined” Lacey sighed, while pulling herself out of the pool. She slowly stepped out of the dress, hanging it on a chair to dry. Her actions did nothing to stop your staring, her tiny bikini leaving little to the imagination.

You guys stayed in the pool for awhile, laughing and having some beer. After a few hours though, Calum received a phone call.

“Hello? Luke? Ya. Seriously? Ok where are you? Ya. I’ll be there soon. Yes! Alright. Bye” Calum said, hanging up the phone.

“Everything ok?” Lacey asked.

“He drunk again?” You added.

“Yeah, I gotta go pick him up. I’m going to take him home, and I think I’m gonna stay over at his place for the night. He sounds completely wasted, I don’t want to leave him by himself.”

“Would you mind giving me a ride home? It’s on the way” Crystal asked.

“Ya sure, let’s just hurry ok?” Calum said, giving Lacey a quick kiss goodbye and going to change real quick.

Soon they were both gone, and that left just you and Lacey.

“It’s still early…you wanna watch a movie or something? Or do you have to go home?”

“No I don’t have to go home yet. A movie sounds nice”

“Great” You smiled, and helped her out of the pool, watching the water slide off her stomach.

You grabbed some towels and headed to the couch. You both were pretty buzzed, but you grabbed some more beers while she chose the movie. Wasn’t long until you both were now completely drunk. With every sip you moved closer and closer to her, making casual conversation and both of you laughing at the movie.

When the movie ended, you turned off the tv, and shifted to face her.

“So whatcha wanna do now Lace?”

“I-I don’t know” She said, seeming to fully realize just how close you both were.

“No?” You asked, taking another sip of your beer. Your gaze drifting down her body, still in her bikini from earlier.

“Is there something you had in mind?” She asked, biting her lip.

There was some sort of unspoken communication between you both, both of you silently telling the other exactly what you wanted. Because suddenly you both went towards each other, and soon you were both a mess of tongue and teeth. She wrapped your hands around your neck, grabbing fistfuls of your hair, as you moved your hands along her back, grabbing her ass and lifting her up to your room.

You threw her on the bed, climbing on top of her before returning your lips to hers. Your actions caused your hips to brush each other, her moaning and bucking her hips up to yours. You moaned, and kissed down her neck, reaching her bikini top. You quickly untied the strings and pulled it off of her, then kissed down her chest.

“Mmm…Michael…please do something”

You laughed, and kissed down her stomach, passed her clothed core, down her thighs, before slowly making your way back to her sweet spot, kissing her inner thighs.

“M-Michael please…” Lacey moaned.

You moaned in return and slowly slid off her bikini bottoms, running a finger through her folds.

“Oh, so wet for me baby…”

“Michael, please, no more teasing”

You began to slowly pump your fingers inside her, loving the way she was a moaning mess underneath you.

You rubbed her clit as you took off your swimming trunks. Then without warning you slammed your cock inside of her, thrusting fast.

“Oh..Michael…oh fuck…oh fuck..” Lacey moaned. You loved her moaning your name. It made you thrust even harder, feeling your orgasm coming and knowing she was approaching hers.

“Oh fuck, so tight for me baby, mmm ya…you gonna cum for me?”

“Ya…almost there…”

“Come on baby” You moaned, thrusting as fast as you could. Your thrusts were becoming sloppy as you got closer and closer, so you begin to rub her clit to make her come faster. That did the trick, soon she began to scream, her orgasm washing over her.

“Oh Michael…oh shit…” She moaned.

Your thrusts began to pick up a bit, riding out her orgasm and approaching your own.

“Lace…I’m gonna…”

You couldn’t take anymore, you let go, your load filling her up. You were a moaning mess, so was she as she came for the second time. When you both rode out your orgasms, and you collapsed on the bed next to her. Both of you drunk and tired, so you practically instantly fell asleep.

*****

You hadn’t been asleep long, you knew that much as you heard screaming.

“Holy shit! Fuck Michael what the fuck did we do…Calum…shit!!” Lacey screamed, tears in her eyes.

It took you a second to figure out what was going on, why Lacey was in our room. Then images of you and her together flashed through your mind, you kissing her thighs, her digging her fingers in your back, you both moaning in pleasure.

“Oh fuck…this didn't…I mean…”

“Oh it happened Michael…how could we both be so fucking stupid?”

“Look this stays between us k? No reason for Crystal or Calum to find out alright?”

“That’s your solution? Whatever Michael…I’m just gonna go…I can't…no…” She said, walking out the door.

*****

You didn’t see her for awhile. Calum was going to her place instead, although after a few weeks it seemed as if Calum had seen Lacey as much as you did. And that was saying something considering Lacey was avoiding you like the plague.

You were sitting in the living room, playing some video games when you heard a knock on the door. Calum wasn’t supposed to be home until tomorrow, he decided to go visit his mom since Lacey was pushing him away.

So imagine your surprise when you opened the door and found Lacey standing on the other side.

“Lacey what are you doing here?” You asked, completely shocked.

“Can I come in?” She said nervously

“Yes of course, come on. Calum isn’t back yet-”

“Yeah I know…I need to talk to you…” She began to play with her hands, obviously wanted to say something but seeming hesitant about saying it.

“Everything ok?” You knew something was wrong. Lacey was so out spoken, she was never nervous about saying anything. And she was also coming to you…

“There’s no easy way to say this Michael…”

“You can tell me Lace…what’s wrong?”

She laughed, although there was no humor in it.

“I’m pregnant”

The Truth Is For Wimps

Pairing: John Murphy X Reader
Requested: Yes (on wattpad)
Warnings: cursing, and sexual themes
A/N: Two in one day!! I have a lot of requests right now which is AMAZING but that means if you’ve requested something recently it might take awhile for me to write it. My inbox is still open though so don’t be shy!
Word Count: 1247

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“No! I’m not making out with Octavia!” Harper’s voice rang through the drop ship.

“Why not?” Jasper whined, “You chose dare now you have to follow through with it,” he pointed an accusing finger at her.

“It’s either that or you forfeit and have to chug an entire bottle of moonshine,” you told her.

“Y/N that’s not helping,” Harper’s reply was followed by a glare in your direction, you gave her a ‘what can ya do’ shrug. It was late at night, and everyone had gotten bored of the usual sitting around the campfire so you all decided to spice things up with a game of truth or dare. Mixing in a fresh batch of Monty’s moonshine and things were bound to get interesting.

“C’mon it’s just a kiss,” Octavia said before leaning over and pressing her lips to Harper’s. All of the boys had their eyes locked on the scene in front of them, while the girls (and Bellamy) just shook their heads disapprovingly. Your entire friend group was sat in a circle inside the drop ship: Monty, Jasper, Miller, Bellamy, Monroe, Harper, Octavia, Clarke, and someone had even convinced Murphy to join in. Everyone was having a blast, laughing, getting drunk, and coming up with weird questions or stupid a dares for the others to do.

“Okay, Y/N, truth or dare,” Harper asked as soon as Octavia pulled away trying to divert attention away from her blushing face.

“Truth,” you tell her before taking a drink.

“Ugh, lame!” Everyone choruses at your answer.

“Hey! I don’t want a repeat of last time we played. I had to lick Jasper’s goggles. He never cleans those things! I have no idea where they’ve been!” You tell tell them motioning to Jasper who just shrugs and rolls his eyes. Harper looks around the room waiting for an idea to strike her.

“Oh, I know!” She exclaims. “Y/N, out of every guy in this room, which one would you have sex with?” A smile graces her lips, she’s proud of her question.

“Hmmm, if I have to pick, I’d say… Murphy,” youtell them. Everyone gives you shocked looks and Murphy scoots closer to you.

“Wel Doll, ya know all you have to do is ask,” Murphy tells you while wrapping an arm around your shoulders and giving you a wink. You roll your eyes and push his arm off of you.

“So, Jasper tru-” you get cut off before you can even finish your sentence.

“Wait, wait, wait! I want to know why you’d fuck Murphy out of all of us,” Monty interrupts you.

“Yeah, I got to admit I’m curious too,” Bellamy tells you taking a swig of his drink.

“Fine! I’ll explain myself,” you say while sitting up instead of resting against the wall. “Well, I didn’t choose Monty because we’re so close he’s basically my brother, and I don’t want to fuck my brother. It’s not Jasper because he’s not my type,” you look at him to see his face is pulled into a pout, “Sorry Hun I’m not into stoners. Bellamy, you’re really hot, don’t get me wrong, but you’re overconfident and I don’t find that sexy. Miller– well Miller’s gay!” You end your spiel by throwing your hands into the air.

“Wait a minute, so I’m just your last option?” Murphy asks you, his voice holds a playful tone which is brought out by the alcohol coursing through him. You’re all plastered by this point in the night.

“Don’t look so upset, at least you’re getting laid at all!” Cries Jasper bringing everyone’s attention to him.

“Jasper, I’m not actually going to have sex with Murphy,” you explain to the drunken boy.

“Oh,” he says looking down at his lap sadly.

“Don’t sound so sure of yourself Doll, I can be very persuasive,” Murphy whispers in your ear while placing his hand on your thigh. All you do is roll your eyes, making no move to remove his hand.

“Can we get back to the game now?” You ask everyone, your question is followed by a chorus of yeses. “Clarke, truth or dare?” Clarke downs the rest of her drink before looking up at you.

“Dare,” she says with a determined glint in her eye.

“Well, let’s see, what can I make the princess do?” You tap your chin in thought– it doesn’t take long for an idea to pop into your head. “I dare you to take Monroe’s bra off.” Clarke takes a deep breath before crawling over to Monroe and unclasping her bra and then pulling the straps down her shoulders, eventually taking it out from under her shirt. She holds the bra up in the air as if it’s a trophy and then returns to her seat next to Bellamy.

“Murphy, truth or dare?” Clarke asks him. She has a suspicious glint in her eye and you know she’s planning something.

“Dare, I’m not a wimp,” Murphy squeezes your leg when he says that.

“I dare you to give Y/N a lap dance.”

So that’s the devious deed she had in mind. You look over at Murphy expectantly, waiting to see if he’d actually do it or not. Surprisingly he stands up and offers you his hand. You raise an eyebrow at him as you let him pull you up and over to a chair. It’s obvious Murphy is totally wasted, there’s no way he would ever do this sober. A laugh escapes your lips once he starts to do a strip tease– slowly taking off his jacket and lifting his shirt up so you can see his stomach. As he moves closer to you he’s doing body rolls and thrusting his hips while pointing at you. The next thing you know he’s on your lap, grinding down on you and all you can do is throw your head back in a loud laugh. Once Murphy has deemed the dance over you both head back over to the group who is laughing their asses off at what they just witnessed.

“Hey, don’t laugh I know you all secretly wish that was you,” Murphy slurs at them.

“Okay well I think Murphy’s had enough fun for tonight. C’mon let’s get you back to your tent,” you support Murphy as you try to walk him back to his tent which is luckily close by. When you finally get him in he’s already half asleep. Sighing you take off his shoes and socks, then tuck him into bed.

“Wait,” you hear Murphy faintly say as you get up to leave, “stay?” He asks you.

You look over your shoulder at him, he seems so vulnerable, so unlike the Murphy that everyone thinks he is. The rude, sarcastic Murphy can’t be found when you look at him now, he’s been replaced by someone who just needs a friend. Someone who just wants somebody to care about him. So, you nod and get under the covers. You cuddle into his side, his arms are wrapped around you as your head lies on his chest. You drift off to sleep, soothed by the sound of his steady heartbeat.

In the morning the two of you will wake up with pounding headaches and far away memories of a very hilarious lap dance. Sadly, the drunk carefree Murphy will have disappeared only for the asshole to take his spot again. But maybe, just maybe you can bring out that side of him when he’s sober.

Hide and Seek

“Oi, Y/L/N.” Michael shouts as he enters the room, sauntering over to you with confidence in his step.

“What do you want now Gray?” You ask flirtatiously, flicking your eyes up from the book to meet his for only a second.

“What are you doing tonight?” He’s stopped next to you, leaning back against the table cooly with his hands in his pockets.

“I don’t know, what’d you have in mind?” You hum, looking up at him with admiration as your head’s in your hand.

“Tommy asked me to watch Charlie.”

“You? Isn’t that what the maids are for?”

“Yeah well after the whole kidnapping he doesn’t really trust Charlie with anyone but family.”

“What are you trying to get at Gray?”

“Would you want to help me? I’m no good with kids but I told him I’d look after Charlie anyways.” He rambles as you get up from your seat so your close to him.

You cock an eyebrow at him. “Are you saying you think of me as family?”

“And so what if I am?” He says, looking down at you.

“Well then… I’d say I’m in.” You say giving him a pat to the chest, steadying yourself as you lean up to kiss him. “Pick me up after work.”

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Family, Friends, Feelings (part 2)

pt. 1

Genre: fluff/romance

pairing: Jaebum x Reader

summary: You wake up after spending your first night in the dorm. When you wake up all the other members are asleep except Jaebum. 


Last night you had given out all the presents and you remember feeling exhausted after all the thank you’s and you’re welcomes. “Hey, guys I am going to go to bed the flight was just really exhausting.” “Oh my god we’re being so inconsiderate you must feel like dying,” Jinyoung said. You like him a lot already since he was the same age as Jackson and treating you like his own sister “I should probably go anyways it’s getting late.” Youngjae said. Jackson put his arm around you as the maknaes cleaned off the table “Come on ________ you need to rest. I have some organic tea if you want?” “No maybe in the morning. I’m pretty tired.” “Okay but promise we get to talk all day tomorrow?” Jackson said sticking out his pinky finger. You wrapped your around it and rested your head on his shoulder “Promise.” 

You didn’t even remember falling asleep after Jackson showed you the mattress he had laid out for you on the floor. But now you were wide awake but noticed the light from the window was barely there. Your phone read 6:03 am. “Damn jetlag.” You say sitting up. You managed to quietly manoeuvre yourself off the mattress and grab one of Jackson’s sweaters from the floor, putting over your pyjama dress. You left the room deciding and fumbled around the kitchen finding the tea Jackson mentioned last night, a funny mug with a moose on it and a kettle. 

You wanted to sit out on the balcony and take in the cool summer breeze. But as you opened the sliding door a figure sat silhouetted by the morning light. It was Jaebum who was sitting with a pencil, notebook, some sheets of paper and drinking a coffee. “Oh ______,” He said with surprise as he shuffled all his papers together. “Sorry I was just coming to…well anyways,” You said turning around to leave, feeling embarrassed you interrupted him. “No, stay. I don’t mind the company. It gets boring out here.” He said nonchalantly scribbling more into his book.  “Umm okay.” You took a seat across from him and sat your cup of tea next to his coffee. Even though the morning air was chilly you still feel your face getting warm with a blush. “So what are you doing? If you don’t mind me asking.” “Working on some stuff so I can start using that music pad.” He said smiling as he wrote. He looked different than the stage version of himself. Laid back, still serious but in a charismatic way. Every once in awhile he would scratch out something or write over it and for some reason, all his movements were fascinating to you. “Well I’m glad it will get some use” you say half talking to him and half to yourself. You stared at his hand free hand as it tapped the side of his chair. But Jaebum suddenly broke your concentration “Hey, can I ask you something?” He said only glancing at you for a moment. “Uh, sure?” He pointed at you with his pencil “Where’d you get the sweater?” “Oh it’s not mine, I found it on Jackson’s floor, I was a little cold” You nervously laughed. “Oh I see,” He said nodding slightly, pursing his lips. And that was the last of your conversation for awhile.

 Occasionally he would bite his pencil or tap it against the book which you found delightfully cute. You looked away from him so you could stop blushing, you didn’t like how flustered he made you feel. Usually, you were the type to be the charmer but for some reason, Jaebum was an exception and these new circumstances made you feel nervous, You stared off at the cityscape admiring the new place you called home. 


When the sliding door to the balcony opened Jaebum was genuinely shocked. None of the members would ever wake up at this time if they didn’t have to. But when he saw her walk through his heart jumped. And right away he noticed she were wearing his sweater. But he had no idea how ________ got it. He ushered her to stay because he didn’t want to lose the opportunity to talk but he also wanted to know why she was wearing his favourite sweater. Which he thought looked amazing on her, just for the record. Regardless, he kept shaking his head at all the different ways to bring it up and each one worse than the last but eventually, Jaebum worked the courage up to ask about her clothes, trying to act as casual as possible. 

 “…found it on Jackson’s floor…” as soon as she said it Jaebum remembered lending the sweater to Jackson when he went to the airport yesterday. A strange feeling of disappointment waved over him; which Jaebum tried to disregard because the thought of him enjoying ________ borrowing the sweater from him made Jaebum feel embarrassed. He could tell she were staring at him which made his heart flutter but he was doing his best not to make it obvious he was looking at her back. When he was confident she was looking at the skyline he took in the sight. Her pyjama dress went to just above her knee and Jaebum took in her long legs and the way her hair cascaded down her shoulders. The early morning light kissed her features and made her look like a dream. It was even more attractive to Jaebum that she didn’t make any comment about her morning appearance like “Oh no I should go you can’t my face like this” or “no no no my hair is a mess”. It was just her being herself and being real, and it had been a long time since Jaebum had met a girl like that. 

You must be a little cold,” He said as he took the blanket off his lap and reached over to lay it on top of your legs. But in the process, he jostled the stack of papers and some of them fell at your feet. “Oh thank you,” she said shyly but also holding back laughter as she picked up the paper. Jaebum knew his ears were red and pulled the snapback he was wearing a little backwards hoping it would conceal them better. “Oh is this something you’re working on?” She held a sheet of paper staring at it intently. Jaebum’s chest tightened, usually he hated it when people read his music before it was done. But this feeling was more out of anticipating her reaction. “Oh wait I shouldn’t just look at these sorry,” She said rubbing her neck and heading over the small stack “Oh it’s okay. Yeah, I’m hoping this will make onto the next album.” He said embarrassingly tucking the paper in a folder next to him. “Didn’t you say you wrote music? I wouldn’t mind your opinion some time” he said now looking at ________ with hopeful eyes. “Oh yeah. Well, I guess. I mean I learned piano, guitar and ukulele. I write songs ad stuff but just for fun or when I’m bored.” Jaebum thought this shy side of Jackson’s sister was adorable. Her chic charm from last night had drawn him in but seeing this vulnerable and real version of her made him want to know her even more. “Maybe I can hear something sometime.” He said, trying to sound cool.If you’re lucky.” She replied as she raised her glass to sip some tea. God she is tricky.  He thought as you conjured your charming nature again. 


The way he was looking at you gave you a rush. It was like you were playing a game of personality chess. There was a spark in the air when your gazes collided, but the rush of that feeling always made you both break away. You gazed at the clock on Jaebum’s phone sitting on the table and somehow an hour had passed. It had only felt like a minute. “I think I’m going to go in. You coming?” Jaebum said gathering his stuff. “Yeah, I am.” You picked up both your mug and then your hand and Jaebum’s grazed each other’s as you both reach for his mug.  “I don’t mind bringing mine to the Kitchen,” He said pulling his hand away from yours, but he did so rather slowly. “No it’s just one extra mug, I’ll be fine, ” You said walking back into the living room first so he couldn’t see how much you were smiling. “Okay, thanks.” You watchedJaebum disappear into the hallway to his room. 

“Ugh what am I doing?” You said sighing and shaking your head as you walked into the kitchen “I don’t know _________ you tell me.” Jinyoung said stirring some sugar into his coffee staring at the doorway. He had been nice to you but his face conveyed this I know more than you know kind of smirk at all times. “Oh, I was just being really dumb and was going to leave them in the living room for some reason.” “Weren’t you outside?” He replied placing the milk back in the fridge. “Yeah, that’s what I meant. Like the balcony attached to the living room.” “Oh okay…” He said, not even a bit convinced. “Hey, so I was thinking I could make breakfast for you guys.” “Did you want some help?” “Yeah, that would be lovely! Since I don’t know what you guys like and-” “Well let me go get Jaebum, I think he’s awake. He’s the best cook out of all of us.” “Well-I uh….” Jinyoung was already leaving the kitchen. And what you didn’t see was the devilish smirk plastered across his face.  

Good Girl Ch 14: Bedtime

“Please.”

Kyungsoo shakes his head, “Absolutely not.”

“But Daddy!” I whine as the owl boy takes the dishes out of my hands. Feeling like a child I pout as him and the others stop my attempts to help clear off the table or do the dishes.

“Babies can’t do big kid things like this,” Suho teases as he walks past me with more dishes.

“But I want to help.”

“Come over here baby,” Chen calls me over to where he is standing in front of the sink, his hands are to washing the heavy copper bowls. He stops for a minute and dries his hands before lifting me up on to the counter next to the sink. He hands me one of the bowls and a towel to dry it. Tao comes over and takes the bowl from me to put it away. This continues until all the dishes are washed and put away. Xiumin comes in to the kitchen finally, dressed in an almost matching out fit to mine, and a towel around his neck. He sees me on the counter and quickly takes the place in between my legs, his arms go around my waist.

When I realize his hair is still wet I take the towel from around his neck and dry his hair for him, something that he very much enjoys. I’m too distracted with a very cute kitty to notice the glaring group of men around us.

“Baby,” Suho gets my attention, “I think it’s time for you to take a bath.”

“A bath?” I question, I haven’t taken a bath in years and to be completely honest, it sounds amazing.

“Yea, a nice bubble bath before bed.”

I nod, “Sounds good to me.”

“Good, who do you want to wash you?”

The question catches me off guard, “Wash me?”

“Yes, you are a baby, you don’t expect us to let you bathe alone do you?”

I laugh, “I have showered alone since I was like five, I can do it.”

“Baby,” Xiumin warns, “Don’t question us, just answer the question. Who do you want to wash you?”

I scan the group of men, “Kyungsoo.”

“And to get you dressed?” I open my mouth to ask, yet again, if that is really necessary but Xiumin’s hard stare makes me keep it to myself.

“Baekhyunnie,” The puppy like man cheers cutely.

“And who do you want to sleep with, that is if you want to sleep with someone?”

I hesitate answering that for a minute, “Do you mean sleep with, or, um?”

They laugh at my awkward innocence, “Sleep next to.”

“Then, um, Luhan.”

“Really?” Luhan pops up next to me with a big smile on his face. I nod.

“That’s unfair,” Kai pouts along with Tao and Chanyeol.

“You guys can do it tomorrow,” Suho reminds them.

“Can Chenchen do my hair?”

Chen smiles softly at me, “Of course baby.”

“Now time for a bath!” Kyungsoo claps his hands together and beams at me. Xiumin tightens his grip on me, burrowing his face into my chest.

“Let go hyung,” Luhan swats at the other, “You’ve gotten to spend too much time with her today already.”

“Ugh, fine,” Xiumin grumbles, “But first,” He quickly gives me a peck before running off.

“That chipmunk looking little shit,” Kris growls as he takes after him, followed by Tao, Kai, and Chanyeol. I just sit there for a moment, Kyungsoo comes over to me and helps me down off the counter.

“Come on baby,” He pulls me along into my own bathroom. I sit down on the toilet seat as he gets the bath ready, making sure the water isn’t too cold or too hot. When it’s ready I’m a bit bashful at the idea of taking my clothes off in front of yet another boy but I don’t have to think about it for long. Kyungsoo comes over and pulls my t-shirt over my head without hesitation. I allow him to do whatever, not questioning it when he pulls down my pants and underwear in one motion and asks me to step out of them. My hands are over my chest as I stand there, slightly shivering; Kyungsoo’s eyes rake up and down my body.

My cheeks burn, being naked in front of them is definitely something I’m going to have to get used to but for it only being my third time, I’m completely embarrassed. Kyungsoo shakes his dazed look away and helps me into the large bath filled with bubbles. I can’t hide my excitement for taking a bubble bath in such a perfect bathtub; I know it sounds kind of weird but this bathroom is built for a princess. I slip into the water so my chest is fully covered as Kyungsoo reaches into the bathroom closet for a towel, a stool, and a rag.

“Sorry to ask this again,” I mumble as I stare down at my hands playing with the bubbles, “But do you really need to wash me?”

“I don’t have to if you don’t want to, can I at least wash your back?” He gives me a small smile.

I nod.

“But first how about you just enjoy sitting here for awhile,” He scoops up a handful of bubbles and blows them at me, making me giggle. “So how was school?”

“It was fine,” I shrug, “It’s school.”

He nods in understanding, “Only one more year and you are done.”

“But after that is university so that is four more years at least,” I grimace at the thought.

“College isn’t required.”

I scoff, “Tell that to the rest of the world. How am I supposed to get a good job without an education?”

“Don’t worry about that, your daddies will take care of you,” He brushes a few stray locks out of my face.

“Take care of me,” I echo. That is never something I’ve been fond of, the idea of someone taking care of me while I do nothing. Though I have a good family, I’ve always been a loner, taking care of myself. I’ve never had so many people looking after me, making sure I ate, that I’m safe; as much as I thought I would hate being constantly watched over and taken care of, I love it when it’s these guys.

“Can I ask you something?” Again, I’m staring down at my hands.

He hums a yes as he twirls his hand around in the water.

“Why, um, how long, um, this whole daddy thing?” I struggle to find the right words to ask the question that I’ve been wondering.

“Are you trying to ask why we like it when you call us daddy?” He guides my chin up so I’m looking at him.

“Yea.”

“I’m not really sure either. I think we all just have this weird thing in us when we see someone small and cute like you we just have this automatic reaction to do something. To hold you, to have you, to protect you.”

“Have there been other girls like me?”

He pauses for a minute, “Yes and no. There have been one or two who have caught someone’s eye but never all of us. Others have called us daddy during sex and it’s fun for a little bit but it’s not the same as when you did it the first time. You, our little baby, are very different from those girls. We are, as you said it, attached to you. You don’t run away from us or flinch when we touch you, something that never happens, especially after how we met. Those girls would pretend to like us to get away so they didn’t last long.”

“How long do you think you will keep me?”

He shakes his head, “Lets not talk about this baby anymore, I’m pretty sure there are lot more things we could talk about.”

“But-“ He automatically cuts me off.

“I said no more,” His tone is firm. I nod.

“Sorry.”

It’s quiet for a couple minutes before he just takes my hair down and starts washing it for me. Neither of us says anything as he washes it, he uses a cup to wash the suds out, and I just allow him to do as he wishes.

“Daddy,” I say softly, tired of his silent treatment.

He hums a yes.

“Are you mad at me?”

I freeze when he stops what he is doing to come forward and look me in the eye, “I’m not mad baby, I’m just…” He stops to try and find the right words, “I just don’t want to think about you leaving us. Regardless of how long we have known you, we like you, we really like you. The fact that any of us would kill someone for even looking at you the wrong way is something I’ve never seen. I can’t imagine what would happen if someone came and took you from us. So baby please relax for now, lets not talk about this?”

I just stare at him for a minute, watching his sad face before I find myself reaching out and pulling him closer for a kiss. This kiss is different then all the other ones I’ve had with the other boys, it’s not a peck or a make out session. It’s just a kiss filled with all the things these boys make me feel: warmth, love, that little tingle they give me. When I pull away Kyungsoo opens his large eyes slightly.

“Thank you for being so honest with me.”

There is a knock on the door before he can respond, followed by Baekhyun and Chen demanding that I be released. Kyungsoo glares at the door before grabbing the large fluffy pink towel, that he took out earlier, and holding it open for me. I stand up and happily let him wrap it around me, enjoying when he hugs me during the process. Though I’m caught off guard when he kisses me, feeling the same warmth from the other one, before opening the door to reveal Chen and Baekhyun with childish grins on their faces.

“It’s about time,” Baekhyun snatches me away from the younger boy.

“I’ll see you before you go to bed,” Kyungsoo completely ignores them as he kisses my forehead before heading out.

“Come on baby,” Baekhyun pulls me into my closet, “lets get you dressed before you catch a cold.” He sits me down in the chair as he slides around my closet making a show of digging threw the clothes, I can’t help but laugh. When he finds one he likes he holds it up as if he is recreating the lion king and he revealing the baby lion to the world. As he continues his search he comes a bit more bashful, something I find adorable, but once I realize why, I blush. He comes up to me holding a cute pink night gown with ruffles on the chest and some new underwear.

We are both a bit awkward when he stands me up and hesitantly reaches for my towel. It weirdly comforting not being the only awkward one when my towel drops to the floor, But he helps me get dressed, clasping my bra for me and putting the pajamas over my head and letting it fall around me. I’m thankful when he lets me put my underwear on myself.

“Did you have fun with Kyungsoo?” He asks as he leads me back out of the closet to the same ottoman I was sitting on this morning, Chen is sitting there waiting with a smile on his face. He has another towel in his hands that he uses to dry my hair a bit.

“Yea,” I hesitate on whether or not I should tell them what we talked about, “He was very talkative.”

Baekhyun scoffs as he sprawls out on the bed, “Wow, he must really like you.”

I nod, “That’s what he says.” Chen starts brushing my hair but stops the minute the brush gets caught on a knot. “Just keep pulling, it’s going to be snarly.”

“Baby, I don’t want to hurt you,” The older man panics.

I laugh, “It’s fine..”

He tires again, tensing every time he catches on a knot and has to pull harder, resulting in my head going back a little. “You’ll tell me if it hurts too much right?”

“Daddy Chen,” I was going to try to sound serious but that automatically turned me into a child, “I said it’s fine. I’ve had my hair pulled before, it happens when you have siblings. You tend to fight,” I laugh thinking about childhood memories, even though they weren’t the greatest at the time, they are funny looking back at them.

“Did they hit you?” Chen deadpans. He stops moving behind me, I look back to see both Chen and Baekhyun staring at each other with a chilling gaze.

“No, it’s not that bad. It wasn’t like they ripped the hair out, well some times it happened, but it happens to everyone, you guys must fight right?” I give them a smile but they don’t even look at me.

“Baby,” Chen says after a minute, he finally looks down at me. His hand goes to my cheek, caressing it softly, I lean into his touch. “You would tell us if someone hurt you right? Because if you are afraid that they might hurt you again, know that they won’t. We won’t let anyone hurt our baby, so if anyone bothers you, or has bothered you, tell us. Understand?”

Their intense focus on me makes me gulp, “Yes.”

“Good.” He continues combing my hair, completely drying it when he is done.

“All done,” Baekhyun coos as he comes around the bed to me, his playfulness has returned full force.

“Now what?” I question as I look from boy to boy.

“Technically we are supposed to bring you to the living room to hang out for awhile.”

“Dressed in this?” I look down at the cute but still pretty skimpy night gown that ends just below my butt.

Chen nods, “You look cute.”

“Can I at least put on some shorts?”

“You don’t like how daddy dressed you?” Baekhyun raises his brow at me.

I shake my head, “That not it, it’s just that it’s cold and as cute as this is, it isn’t something I should wear around, only to bed.”

“Fine,” Baekhyun pouts as he wanders back into the closet to find some pants, I’m guessing. He comes back a few minutes later with a pair of sweat pants I was wearing earlier but these are gray. I smile as he helps me put them on, thankful for the warmth and coverage.

“Better?” Chen asks when he notices how I brighten up.

I nod, “Yes, thank you guys.”

“Lets go before they send a search party after us,” He pulls me out of the room and down the hall, Baekhyun trailing after us.

“It’s about time,” Chanyeol whines when we walk into the room. They are all sprawled around room, on the floor or the couch. I look to see what they had all been focused on before we came into the room, to see a massive TV on the stand that was not there before, well the stand was but not the TV. There are a bunch of movie covers on the screen, most of them I realize are scary movies, great.

“That wasn’t there before,” I point to the TV.

“It goes down into the stand,” Suho explains.

“What’s up with those pajamas Hyung?” Tao whines when he scans me.

Baekhyun gives me a once over, “Were you expecting me to let her run around in just a nighty when it’s freezing out side?” Chen and I just chuckle.

“Come sit down,” Tao pats the spot next to him, Kris nods enthusiastically at the idea of me sitting in between them. But that enthusiasm is killed when Chen leads me over and takes the spot on my right with Tao on my left.

“Are we going to watch a movie?” I look to Suho, who is in control of the clicker.

He nods, “Are you okay with scary movies?”

“Um, not really.”

“See Hyung, I told you our little baby is too little of scary movies,” Tao sticks his tongue out at the older, earning himself a swat.

“Don’t worry baby,” Chen wraps an arm around my shoulders and holds me close, “I’m here if you get scared.”

“Me too,” Tao says faking confidents.

“I bet you, you’ll start crying before she even gets scared,” Xiumin teases from the floor. He starts crawling toward me but is cut off by Lay who takes the spot on the floor in front of me, hooking my legs over his shoulders, still facing he TV.

“Ya!” The oldest whines.

Lay scowls at the oldest, “You get her too much.” Xiumin pouts as he crawls back to where he was before and collapses on the floor.

“Are you ready?” Suho looks at me.

I just nod, my arms snake around a smirking Chen. Kris snickers on this other side.

I hate horror movies, Jihyo has loved them ever since we were young but I’m too much of a chicken to even watch the previews. They always give me nightmares, that is if I can even get myself to fall asleep after them. But right now, I feel more comfort in watching it knowing I won’t be sleeping alone tonight, or for awhile if they have anything to say about it, not that I would disagree. Chen doesn’t jump or even falter his amused smirk threw out the whole movie, something comforts and annoys me. Tao on the other hand is just precious, I wish I were braver so I could hold him but I’m far too scared by the creepy ghost girl to unlatch myself from Chen. The others aren’t as scared as me but only Xiumin and Chen are able to say that they aren’t.

As the movie finally begins I burrow myself deeper into Chen’s hold, Tao is behind me with this face buried in my back. I can’t even get myself to look when all the ghost start to appear but Baekhyun and Chanyeol’s yelling give me a pretty good idea of what is going on. When it is over I can barely convince myself to let go of Chen and that is only for a moment so I can hold on to Luhan.

“Are you ready to go to bed baby?” Luhan asks when I’m situated with my legs wrapped around his waist and my arms around his neck.

I nod, actually feeling pretty tired even though I had two naps today.

“Did you get scared?” Xiumin ask when he comes over, he strokes my head softly.

“Not as scared at daddy Tao,” I tease the older boy who is still curled up on the couch.

“Hey,” Tao pouts at me.

They chuckle, “Everyone say good night before I take her to bed.”

“Night baby,” Xiumin kisses the top of my head.

“See you in the morning,” Suho does the same.

Kris is next, “Tomorrow, you are with me,” He decides.

“What if she wants me?” Kai comes up next, another kiss, “Night.”

“I don’t know Hyung,” Sehun teases, “I think I might be next. Right baby girl?”

I laugh at their antics, but Chen gets annoyed and pushes them out of way, “Sleep tight baby.”

“Are you sure you don’t want to sleep with me? We can be scared together,” Tao pouts cutely, but is kicked away by Luhan.

“Don’t you try to steal her from me,” Luhan growls.

“Hyung calm down so I can say good night,” Kyungsoo comes over. He kisses my forehead softly, “Have sweet dreams baby.”

“I can’t wait to get you tomorrow!” Chanyeol sings as he comes over, Of curse Baekhyun is far behind singing the same thing. They each kiss my head and head on their way.

Lay is last, “Sorry you got so scared baby.”

“It’s okay, thank you.”

“Have a good night baby, I’ll see you in the morning.” I nod.

Luhan easily carries me through the house to his room. He sets me down on the edge of the bed before telling me he is going to go change. I sit there patiently until he comes back in nothing but sweat pants, my face goes red at the sight of his perfect body.

“Are you ready to go to bed?”

“Um, I just need to go to the bathroom quick,” He nods and gestures to the only door that hasn’t been opened. I quickly make my way there and do my business, leaving my pants off. Going back into the room, I freeze, greeted by only darkness I think back to the movie and automatically get scared. I frantically reach back for the bathroom light but I can’t find it, god why am I such a chicken? Without another thought I call out, “Daddy?”

“What’s wrong baby?” Luhan responds right away, I’m guess by the direction of his voice he is in bed.

“It’s so dark, I can’t see a thing,” I walk like an idiot with my hands out in front of me.

“I’m over here,” His voice seems closer.

When I touch the bed I let out a sigh of relief, but almost scream when someone grabs my wrist. I should know it’s Luhan but my mind doesn’t work like that after a scary movie, in my head it’s that creepy little girl. But my anxiety is put to rest when Luhan pulls me into bed and wraps himself around me.

“I’ve got you baby, don’t worry, Daddys’ got you.”

“Hola Mami.”

Requested by an anon. This beautiful man, I just can’t.

Originally posted by ukwno

Yu Kwon in enjoyed everything about you. From head to toe. Inside and out. You were just so perfect. It was very obvious he had the biggest crush on you. You could spot it a mile away. Of course you didn’t listen at all when his members were trying to tell about his little crush on you. 

Even their manager saw how Yu Kwon would act around you. It made it worse since you were assigned to him as his makeup artist. 

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darthluminescent - (continued from this post, snipped for the sake of your dashes)

LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT MY FEELINGS ON THIS.

Initially, when I saw the clip on YouTube yesterday, I was miffed about this duel, the one that we were promised for so long and then… that was it!?!?  It was literally over in about two seconds, once they started fighting!  The Kenobi/Maul dynamic ended like this?

But then I started thinking about it.  And I went back to rewatch it.  And I considered the context.

1.  This is an Obi-Wan Kenobi who is protecting someone so very, very important.
2.  Holy shit, GET OUT OF OBI-WAN KENOBI’S WAY, you don’t cross him, three swipes and Maul’s fucking dead.  Obi-Wan is not fucking around anymore.
3.  He starts out in Soresu’s opening position and then switches to Ataru.  Obi-Wan Kenobi is not fucking around anymore.  He’s not here to duel, he’s here to end this.

When I consider this encounter just from the perspective of a fan waiting for the Kenobi/Maul showdown, I do feel disappointed.  But when I consider it in the greater scope of Obi-Wan’s purpose on Tatooine, the point he’s at in his life and how there’s nothing left in him for playing around or anything but going straight for the kill with Maul, when I consider what’s just on the horizon for the galaxy, then it makes more sense.  Maybe not what I would have done, but also I WILL TAKE JEDI MASTER OBI-WAN KENOBI, ONE OF THE MOST LETHAL SWORDSMEN IN THE GALAXY.

@gaealynn​ - (continued from this post, also snipped for the sake of your dashes)

Okay, but let’s talk about what a good person Obi-Wan is.  I mean, he’s gonna hold this motherfucker as he dies and close his eyes tenderly?  Really???

This is a guy that Obi-Wan has every reason to hate and want dead.  And it’s clear that, yes, Obi-Wan is definitely done here – he’s taking Maul out.*

BUT

He doesn’t toy with or taunt him.  Doesn’t make it slow or painful.  

He’s doing his duty, what has to be done – but he’s obviously not enjoying it.

WHY IS HE SUCH A GOOD PERSON *sobs*

*Also, having him end it so quickly – having him be able to end it so quickly – has given me feels, because I think it speaks to how worn down Obi-Wan was at… all points prior in TCW etc.  Because now he’s had nothing to do but chill in the desert** for years, and I think it’s clear that desert life on Tatooine isn’t exactly easy, but he’s clearly in better shape here than… like… any point between when the war began and ROTS?  And, yes, it’s a hilarious fandom joke about how overworked Obi-Wan is, but also… kinda not?  

** The Obi-Wan Kenobi version of ‘chill’ clearly actually involves the kind of crazy, death-defying stunts featured in the comics, obvs

Ahh, why must I suffer through these feelings!

I go back and forth with how the duel ended so quickly–is it because Obi-Wan has had a chance to rest in the desert for awhile?  It’s been about 17 years since TCW, right?  And he seemed pretty centered and like he’d come to terms with a lot of it, is that what allowed him to just destroy Maul so quickly?

Or is it that TCW-era Obi-Wan always had a sense of trying to do things perfectly, trying to be Extra and always with an extra bit of flourish?  Is it that Old Ben no longer has the heart for any of that, so instead of the usual dance, he just goes straight for the kill because he’s tired in his soul and there’s nothing left for having a bit of fun at the enemy’s expense?

Both options make my heart hurt.  And, ugh, the way he’s almost gentle with Maul afterwards, it really is like Obi-Wan has let go of everything that used to be so important, because nothing else matters in the face of Luke and Vader and the Empire.  Back in TCW, it felt like Maul was this tremendous lurking danger, but now… Maul cannot overshadow what’s on Obi-Wan’s shoulders, he cannot cast much of a shadow on what’s coming for all of them, and while I’m glad that Obi-Wan found peace, there’s something really sad about how all that high energy is just gone, how quiet and almost peaceful this was.

One Sided Love..(JoshxReader)

This was requested by —- Reader and Josh have a baby together on a one night stand. Reader fell in love in such a short amount of time but Josh has different and a secret that changes everything and I’m not saying that Josh would ever do this in real life. WARNING MAJOR PLOT TWIST AT THE END! I’m evil. I’m gonna leave you hanging. ;)
But this is split into two.

Reader’s Point of View

“Yea, you should have been there. I was playing basket ball with Josh and tried passing him the ball but he wasn’t paying attention and nailed him straight in the face.” Tyler laughed.

I chuckled and looked around. Tyler and I have been friends for awhile but I haven’t actually meet Josh yet. 

I have heard about him a lot but never had time to meet him. Tyler just got back from tour and he was telling me about all the memories that happened during tour.  I missed Tyler a lot but he had bigger things that he had going on in his life and I had to be okay without actually being okay with it.

“The best part was that he blacked out for like two minutes. He’s fine but it was funny.” Tyler said.

“Anyways, what going on in my girl best friends life? Anything new? Boyfriend? Best Friends? Have you replaced me?” He looked at me pretending to be hurt and put his hand over his heart and his other hand was motioning a single tear. 

I laugh and push him lightly.

“Oh never.” I say dramatically. “How could I ever replace you, dear old friend..” You laugh.

“Hey, I’m not that old. Hey, I have an idea.” He smiled.

“Oh god, this isn’t going to end well. He has an idea. Lord have mercy.” I put my hands up in a praying way.

“You’re just a meanie. But, I think you should meet Josh. How long have I known you and you have never meet my rock star bandmate. Plus, I think you two would get along fairly well.” He winked.

“Uggh, Why are you like this and that sounds fun….The meeting him part not the ummm, anyways how are you and Jenna?” I asked trying to change the subject.

“Were fine but I think we should get back before its pitch black outside.” He turns around and starts walking back the way we came from . “So, aliens.”

“Dude, I so believe that they are real. Like how could they not be. I honestly, don’t understand people that don’t believe. How could there not be something that is living besides us in this universe. I mean were here right so how could something else not be here?”

I love topics like these but this wasn’t up for debate for me. Aliens are real and I would bet good money they don’t have football heads with bug eyes.

“You took the words out of my mouth.” Tyler chuckled. “But I understand. But, what’s up with that probing stuff. Like, where did that come from?”

We walk up to the house and I just laugh. I open the door only to be greeted by an amazing smell. I turn to my right and see Mama Joseph holding a big pot of Chicken Soup. My absolute favorite.

“Whoa, Mamma J. You need help?”

“No, thank you dear.” She smiled.

“Come on lets go to my room. Jenna’s getting your room ready.” Tyler pulled my arm and dragged me down the hallway into his room.

This was always my second home since I met Tyler. I come over all the time. I went into the room and looked around. Just how it was left last time I was here. Tyler was on tour for  months and I missed coming around but I always came to Jay’s basketball games. Him and I were always close but not as close as Tyler and I.

“Awwe, Y/n! You’re here. Its been awhile.” Jenna came into the room and hugged me. It was more like a death trap rather than a hug but it was cozy. Kinda, not really. I hugged her back and let go after awhile.

“Y/n, you must be tired. Lets get you to bed.”
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“LETS GO ON AN ADVANTURE, Y/n!”

“Uggh, Its too early. What time is it?” I say as I pull the bed covers over my head to try to block the sun from my face.

“Um, Let me check. 10:56, so almost 11. GET UP YOU LAZY ASS.” He yelled.

“Ugh, come on. Where are we going?” Yes, it was late. No, this isn’t unusually. I got up and walked to the my backpack and grabbed it.

“Just to the park, then ice cream. With Jenna, You and I…..and Josh.” Tyler whispered the last part but I still heard it.  I looked back at him with wide eyes.
 

“You didn’t.” I whisper with wide eyes and my jaw dropped.

“Oh, but I did.” Tyler smirked. “and I’m not sorry.”

“Why you gotta do this to me, Tyler? And, such early notice too.” I groaned and got up trying to make myself look somewhat presentable.

I choose a Fall Out Boy shirt and a red flannel. Then, black skinny jeans and black vans. Eh, I look okay. Just need to slightly curl my hair. After everything was done me and Tyler walked to the park by his house.

“No, but Giraffes are the most alien like creature. They have black tongues BLACK TONGUES! And, why are they so tall like why. Yea, They need to reach food on trees but like black tongues.” I chuckle at my choice of words.

Tyler laughs but agrees. We continue to walk when I suddenly bump into to someone.

“Oh my gosh, I am so sorry. I wasn’t looking to where I was going and —” I look up to the person and see that it’s the guy in all the magazines beside Tyler. “Oh Josh, Duh.”

“Okay, not the best start but Y/n this is Josh and Josh this is Y/n.” Tyler laughed at my awkwardness and I just glared at him.

I looked at Josh again and might I say he is a mighty fine fellow.

And, his eyes are just so whoa. They were so consuming. I couldn’t look away he was just so beautiful. His hair was a purple color that fit him rather well. He smiled and it was a really good smile. He had a snapback on and a Panic! At the Disco, muscle shirt with black ripped jeans and burgundy vans.  He looked good. I liked that shirt on him but I’d like it better o–.

“You done staring Y/n? Jenna’s gonna be here right now.” Tyler laughed but Josh just smirked and let me tell you that was really freaken attractive. “Oh look she’s here.” Tyler pointed at Jenna and ran towards her.

“So, Y/n you know that were gonna be the loaners while they go do cute couple stuff. Major third and fourth wheel.” Josh informed me.

“I think i can handle it. Just a reminded that I’ll be forever alone.” I joked. Well kinda.

“Oh, come on. A beautiful girl like you would have any guy on there knees.” He smiled. He then got closer and closer until he was right next to me. He was so close to me that I could feel his breaths on my skin. He then leaned closer and turned his head right next to my ear.

“Kinda like me.” He whispers. He then starts walking towards Tyler and Jenna like nothing.

Welp, that just happed. Act calm Y/n. A really hot guy just said I was beautiful. Wow.

*TIME SKIP*
 

A couple weeks after Josh and I met we started hanging out a lot more but there was also a lot of playful behavior. Like, one minute he would flirt with me then the next he would ask if I wanted food. First off, was that even a question. Second, It was really freaken confusing. Right now, Tyler, Josh, Jenna and I were watching Suicide for the hundredth time.

 But, things got a little more interesting and unexpected. Josh and I were up and awake but Tyler and Jenna feel asleep in each other’s  arms. Josh suddenly grabbed my hand and laced it with his. He wrapped his arm around me and started kissing me. Okay, this wasn’t the first time this had happened but I still got butterflies each time.

I have to admit something. I fell for Josh in such a small of time. I realize that.

But, just because I know that doesn’t mean that I am willing to accept it. I don’t want to be in love but love isn’t a choice. But, it was hard not to fall in love with him. Josh was a great guy. He was like a guy in some school girls dreams. Ya, know that guy with dreamy eyes and a perfect personality yep that was Josh. But, even through the flirting I think he doesn’t feel the same way. It was just an act nothing more.

“Lets take this to the room…”

*SORRY I DON’T WRITE SMUT*
Use your imagination.….yea do that.

The sunlight came pouring into the room signaling that it was time to wake up. Oh boy, here comes reality. I wake up with a headache and turn around without opening my eyes. I’m one of those people that  have to lay down to wake up I don’t know its weird. I snuggle my head closer to the sheets when I hear a soft snore.

Memories of last night came flooding in. I smile at the thought and turn around to face Josh. He was sleeping but that came to an end as he began to stir awake. His eyes fluttered open reveling the brown eyes that were once hidden. His hair was a curly mess but it suited him. He looked at me and smiled which I returned back.

“Hi.” I chuckled.

“Hi.” He smiled. “Well, I guess its time to get up. I’ll make breakfast.” He said as he turned back around. He got up and got dressed and I did the same. He walked out of the room but not before mumbling something.

“What did I do?” He sighed sounding sad but continued walking.

“What was that?” I call after him not understanding the words that were being spoken.

“Oh, uh nothing.” He smiled. But, I could tell it was not a genuine smile.  I didn’t think much of it and started to walk towards my phone. I had 4 texts from Tyler and 1 from Jenna. I clicked Tyler and the first message was…..,

T: So, Like can you keep it down please?

T: This is really weird.

T: Jenna and I are just gonna ya know go.

T: Wait, this is my house.

I laughed and then I clicked Jenna’s name.

J: We left. See you in the morning. I guess.

Okay, then. I set my phone down and walked into the kitchen where Josh was.
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I was sick, once again. I personally hate being sick. I don’t know why you would like it but hey, I don’t judge. Anyways, Jenna knew I was sick an insisted on helping even though I denied her tons of time. I think I’m fine, I’ll just throw up and go on with my day. I think its nothing but a stomach bug nothing more. (We all know where this is going. Typical. Haha)

“I think we should go to the store and get ya know, a test.” Jenna smiled nervously and looked over her shoulder. My eyes go wide as she said those words.

“You really think that.. I-I’m p-” I cut myself off with the sudden realization that comes to mind.

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Okay, I’m going to make a part two of this and I’m really sorry but I just want to get something up and so I decided to just make a really long part two. So, I have been working on this other writing and wanted to give you a little peek of what’s to come.

Breathing was getting harder and harder as time passes by for Tyler. He knew he had to tell Josh. He knew that it was going to break him. He knew that he didn’t have long. But, one thing he didn’t know, was how Josh was going to act. Tyler was scared, fiddling with his thumbs while looking at the rain that was pouring outside, setting the scene. As if the weather was planned for this exact moment.

He was going to tell Josh, it was only a matter of time. Josh was like a metaphoric angel to Tyler. Josh was the only thing that Tyler truly loved and Josh returned that back to Tyler.

They loved each other and that’s all that mattered. Not all people would agree with them being together but they kept quite because even they could tell how in love they were.

For awhile it was amazing, some may say it was too good to be true, and it was. Sadly, it was. For what once was peaceful and loving would soon be shattered by the thing that had no cure. Just because it had no cure does not mean that there was no hope. Even Tyler himself had hope, him being the one the who was most effected.


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  Yes it’s a Joshler writing.   That was just a little taste.
 
 

Bad Boy Turned Good

Summary: Dan is a teenager who’s a bad boy/trouble maker and doesn’t get along with his parents because of his behavior. They care about their reputation around town so the summer he does turns 16, they send him off to stay at the Lester’s (best friends of his parents) where he meets their teen son Phil, who is completely innocent. They don’t get along at first because they’re total opposites. Dan’s forced to spend time with Phil throughout the summer before school starts again and they eventually get along with each other and become best friends/lovers.

Genre: AU, Angst, Fluff

Word Count: 8,014

Triggers/Warnings: alcohol/drinking, smoking, swearing, noncon kinda

A/N: This was meant to be my pbb for this year but i dropped out but since I had so much written, I decided to finish the fic. I’m sorry if it seemed rushed at the end, I just kinda wanted to finish it tbh lol. And this isn’t betad, sorry for any mistakes!

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