ugh i had to make this so small :'(

The Best Revenge Plan (Jughead x Reader)

Prompt: Heyyy. Could u do a rly angsty Jughead x Reader where the reader catches Archie (her bf) making out with Betty or something and she goes to Jughead, her best friend, and asks him to help her make a revenge plan? They start acting all lovey-dovey to make Archie jealous of what he lost and they make sure he finds them in ‘compromising situations’? I think it’d be really cute and funny. Thx!!!!

A/N: I’m going to do that so the reader finds out about Archie and Miss Grundy instead of Jughead as she’s walking past the classroom. Hope you like it! (Sorry I’m not the best with angsty stuff ugh) Requests are welcome!

Warnings: Archie x Reader (in the beginning), Cheating, Underage relationship (stupid Miss Grundy), Small amount of swearing,


The Best Revenge Plan (Jughead x Reader)

You had a bad feeling in your gut. Your boyfriend of a few months had been canceling dates and avoiding both you and your best friend Jug.

He was supposed to go on a roadtrip with Jug on July 4th but instead you and him sat in Pop’s trying to figure out why Archie canceled on the boy.

“It doesn’t make sense, Jug. He told me yesterday that you guys were leaving early?” You sigh and frown at your melting milkshake.

“I don’t know, (y/n)…”

“Do you think he got into some sort of trouble?” You push the basket of fries towards your best friend. The thought of your boyfriend lying to both you and him made your appetite disappear.

You glance out the window of Pop’s.

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Vampire Friends & Apology Gifts

Alec Lightwood imagine

Summary: Since you’ve gotten hurt on your last mission, Alec’s behavior changed towards you. Preventing you from being a Shadowhunter and doing what you love, you slowly start to feel lost.

A/N: I know this has been long overdue, but this week has been crazy. There was the Stydia kiss we had been waiting for for years, I went to a Bastille concert, got Ed Sheeran tickets, and finally, after 3 years of trying, I managed to get tickets for Tomorrowland. So clearly, I needed time to process all of this, and I can only hope your week has been as amazing as mine was.

Prompts: “I fall for the worst ones.” – “Stop blaming me for all the stupid things you do.” – “I am here to grace you with my presence.”


“What do you mean, I can’t come along on the mission?” You crossed you arms and frowned.

“Well, I can’t really make it any clearer, can I? You’re not going on the mission.” He emphasized.

“That’s not fair!” You scowled at him. “What did I do?”

He sighted, knowing you weren’t going to let this go. “You got hurt last time, remember?”

“Oh come on, that was weeks ago.” You were fuming with anger at how unreasonable he was being. “I was barely bleeding!”

“Broken bones don’t bleed, Y/N.” Alec reasoned with you. “You are not coming with us.”

You narrowed your eyes at him before giving up. “Fine!” you grunted, storming towards your room.

You watched the flickering light above the door and let out a breath before knocking on the door, only to be greeted with the pair of brown eyes you were hoping to see.

“Y/N,” Simon smiled at you, “what are you doing here?”

“I am here to grace you with my presence.” You smirked.

“You were banned from going on the mission, didn’t you?” He smirked as well, making yours drop.

“Yeah.” You grumbled.

He held the door open for you.

“Come on in.”

You had been staying with the vampires for a couple of hours, spending some time with Simon, who had become a friend of yours over the couple of months. Needing to rant about how unreasonable Alec was being lately, you had almost been talking the whole time.

“And last week, he wouldn’t even let me go on a recon mission. I feel like he just wants me to sit in my room, doing absolutely nothing and I hate it.” You were sitting on the opposite side of Simon,

“Finally! Your friend stopped talking!” Raphael cheered from the other side of the room, laying on the couch. “What are you even doing here?”

You narrowed your eyes at him. “I could ask you the same question.” you said, wanting some time alone with your friend, which he wasn’t.

“I live here.” he retorted.

“Touché.” You looked back at Simon, suddenly feeling hungry. “Hey, you’ve got something to eat?”

He pursed his lips. “Sorry, all we’ve got is a 19-year-old virgin, and a 27-year-old musician.”

“Sorry I asked.” You scrunched your nose, not wanting to know more.

Suddenly, you heard a loud knock on the door. “I guess I’ll get it then.” Simon mumbled when Raphael didn’t move.

“Where is Y/N?” You heard an all too familiar voice yell, making you sigh and roll your eyes. You were so not in the mood for a lecture from him.

“Well, if it isn’t the 19-year-old virgin.” Raphael muttered from his corner, making you smile just a little bit.

“Hey Y/N,” Simon grimaced, “look who’s here.”

“Y/N. I’ve been looking everywhere for you, and this is where you’re at?” Alec was staring at you with fire in his eyes.

“Welcome at the shelter for runaway Shadowhunters.” Raphael exclaimed, still not having moved from his position.

You rolled your eyes at Raphael’s statement. “Well, not for long anymore, because we were just heading out.” You forced a smile at Alec, taking Simon by his arm.

“We were?” Simon asked, looking at you. You just glared back. “I mean, yeah, we are.” He tried to fix his mistake by smiling, making Alec narrow his eyes at him.

“Uhm, on second thought, I might stay here instead. Wouldn’t want Raphael to feel left out.” Simon grimaced.

“He can come with us? Could be fun.” You tried, desperately not to go home yet.

“You know what else sounds fun?” Raphael answered. “Walking around in the sun to work on my tan… I think I would really rock the ‘slightly crisp’ look.” He said sarcastically.

“Ugh, see you later Simon.” You grumbled, disappointed you didn’t have an excuse not to go home.

“Later.” Simon smiled at you before you made your way to the door, Alec following right behind you.

You felt a cool breeze hit you in the face when you opened the door, along with some small drops of rain, making you even moodier than you already were.

After minutes of just following you, Alec had enough of the silence between the two of you.

“So you’re friends with the vamps now?” He asked like it was a bad thing, which in his eyes probably was.

“I’m sorry I don’t see them like walking bulls eyes you can practice your archery on.” You spat back, feeling offended for Simon, and actually even Raphael, who wasn’t really that bad.

“It’s not safe with them Y/N.” He tried to reason with you.

“Are you seriously starting with that bullshit again?” You stopped walking to look him in the eyes.

“Do I have to remind you of what happened last time I walked into that place?” He raised one of his perfect eyebrows.

You sighed, perfectly remembering what had happened last time. “Yeah, who would’ve thought they didn’t like the way you threatened them, pointing an arrow at their faces and all.” You said sarcastically.

“I did it to protect you!” As if wanting to make his statement more dramatic, heavy rain started pouring out of the sky, replacing the small drizzle that had already been falling down on you.

“Stop blaming me for all the stupid things you do!” You huffed out, seriously getting tired of his behavior. “I don’t need you to protect me, I’m a Shadowhunter, I’ll manage on my own.”

“What’s so wrong with me wanting to protect you?” He furrowed his brows, clearly not pleased at the way this argument was going.

“You don’t protect me, Alec. You treat me like a porcelain doll that can break at any given moment. I’m a Shadowhunter, and you’re preventing me from being one, and you know what that makes me?” You let out a sigh and wiped some rain drops from your forehead. “If I can’t be a Shadowhunter, I’m nothing.” You had trouble not to break down at that moment, so you decided it would be easier to make your way towards the institute on your own, leaving Alec too baffled at your statement to follow behind you.

“You’re not nothing to me.” He murmured while you were almost completely out of his sight, and out of hearing distance. He let out a sigh. “You’re everything.”

Turning off the warm water, your hand reached out of the glass door, searching for the towel you had left there somewhere. You walked out of the shower and started drying your hair with the towel when you heard someone knocking on your door.

“Just a minute!” You yelled from your bathroom, hoping that whoever was at your door had heard it, and had the patience to actually wait until you had at least dried yourself off and put some clothes on.

Not really looking what clothes you took out of your closet, you quickly went to open the door, revealing the one person you hadn’t expected to see.

“Oh, it’s you.” You spoke without much enthusiasm.

Alec’s eyes dropped, and quickly looked back up at you, only to divert his gaze yet again, anywhere besides you. “You, uhm, didn’t button your shirt.” He said, blushing.

You furrowed your brows and looked down at yourself, only to see you were revealing some skin of your upper half.

“What’s the problem? I’ve trained with you wearing less.” You inspected his movements, trying to figure out why he had a problem with it.

“Uhm, no problem.” He smiled, fixated on looking no where else but your face. “I, uhm, I came here to apologize.”

You raised your eyebrows, caught off guard by his words.

“I brought you a gift.” His hands suddenly appeared right in front of your view, revealing the small faux plant. You couldn’t help but smile when you recognized the familiar shiny silver flower pot.

“That’s so cute.” You gushed when you took it from him. “I actually bought the exact same one for your sister, but she accidently dropped it, and now it’s chipped on one side, but you can barely —,“ you felt a small piece of the pot missing under your fingertips, just as you wanted to place it on your desk, and turned it around so you could actually see the missing piece, “see it.” You silently finished your sentence.

You quickly turned around to look him in the eyes. “Alexander Lightwood, did you steal your sister’s plant, just so you could give it to me?”

He looked like he was caught stealing cookies out of a cookie jar. Or, well, stealing faux house plants out of his sister’s room.

“Well, I didn’t really know what to get you, and it’s not like there’s much choice in stores at this hour at night, but it’s the thought that counts, right?” he tried.

You raised an eyebrow. “I still haven’t heard an apology.”

He let out a sigh and closed his eyes for a moment, before blurting out his apology.

“I shouldn’t have banned you from going on that mission, and I shouldn’t have come to hotel Dumort to come and get you. I know what being a Shadowhunter means to you.” He confessed, making your mouth fall open, because in all of the years you had known Alec, you’ve almost never heard him apologize.

“And lastly, I should’ve told you I liked you from the moment I knew I did.” He gave you a small smile, not knowing how you would react to his confession. “I only did those things because I was really scared last time we went on a mission, and I didn’t want to see that pain on your face ever again.”

You were shocked at his confession, but not too shocked to not say anything. You crossed your arms and walked a bit closer towards him. “So, let me get this straight: you did stupid things, which almost cost us our friendship, just because you like me?”

He just nodded.

You pursed your lips. “And you never thought it would be easier to just say you liked me?” You let out a sigh yourself and closed your eyes before mumbling something.

“I fall for the worst ones.”

His eyes grew wide when he heard you murmur those words. “Wait, so you like me too?” he sounded hopeful.

“Yeah, I do.” You smiled. “Well, don’t get me wrong, I don’t like the Alec that banned me from going on missions and all that, but I do like the Alec that’s standing right in front of me, apologizing, and even bringing a gift, even if it’s something he stole from his sister.” You narrowed your eyes, thinking about what you’ve just said. “Well, maybe don’t steal anything again, okay?”

He couldn’t help but smile. “Okay.”

“You know which Alec I also like? The one I’m going on a date with, later this night, just to watch some Netflix or something.” You smirked.

“I like that one too.” He smiled widely, not believing his luck with you.

“Okay, but now I really need to kick you out of my room.”

His smile fell. “What? Why?” he asked, furrowing his brows in confusion while you pushed him out of the door.

“Because I have a date to get ready for.” You said, right before you slammed the door shut in his face.

My Best Friend

Hey guys!  Here’s a random one-shot I wrote…  Hope you like it!  BONUS POINTS to anyone who can figure out the song that I loosely based this off of (even though it’s not a song fic)!

“No, listen-  That’s not what I meant!”  Natsu’s voice was a few octaves higher than it normally was; it mixed with the raspiness of his voice and made it sound like a rusted door swinging on its hinge.  He sighed heavily and ran a frustrated hand through his rosy hair, all while Lucy sat curled up in one of his leather arm chairs, Blink 182 playing in the background, turned low by Lucy soon after Natsu had gotten the call.  “You know I didn’t mean it like that.”  Natsu huffed, now standing in front of his window, looking out into the darkness of ten o’clock at night, arms crossed, and brows creased.  

His frustration had gone on for over an hour now, and Lucy felt mildly helpless to the situation, though she wouldn’t even know where to begin if she tried.  Natsu’s girlfriend, she didn’t even know her name, had called.  She was offended by some joke he had made earlier when he introduced her to Gray, and was going off on him for embarrassing her in front of his friend.  Lucy rolled her eyes in thought; Natsu was brash and a little thick when it came to personal boundaries, but she knew that whatever Natsu had said wasn’t meant to be offensive to the girl.

It was supposed to be a typical Friday, Natsu and Lucy were having their movie and hangout night- bad scary movies, popcorn, the whole shebang.  That all was put on hold when his girlfriend called and started screaming at him.  Lucy was honestly perplexed as to why they even started dating, it was more or less out of the blue.  One day Natsu was his normal self, not talking about any girl to anyone, the next day he’s saying he has a girlfriend.  It, quite honestly, shook Lucy up a bit and bothered her that he didn’t tell her.  She hadn’t met her yet because, Natsu had said, he was saving her for last because, ‘Best for last, Luce!’.  If Lucy was being honest with herself, she couldn’t give two shits about meeting the girl if this was the way she was going to treat her best friend.

“Listen-” Natsu desperately tried to get a word in, but it seemed he was cutoff yet again.  He gave her a helpless look and Lucy returned it with a sympathetic shrug.  “Sorry.” He hissed out a whisper to her and Lucy waved off his apology, it wasn’t his fault.  Soon after he had whispered to her, his expression went from mild annoyance, to something like anger.

“It’s Lucy, I told you we hangout every Friday.” He answered the girl’s unheard question, and Lucy shook her head to herself.  Nosy. “She’s my best friend, Emily.”  Ah, Emily.  That was the illusive girlfriend’s name.  Lucy had not met many Emily’s that weren’t batshit crazy.  “Yes, I did tell you!” Lucy admired how Natsu was attempting to keep his emotions in check; he had his head pressed up against his wall, forefinger and thumb resting on the bridge of his nose in annoyance, and his eyes closed tightly while his phone was pressed to his ear.

“I can go…” Lucy got up, clicking her Spotify off, cutting of the song I Miss You which was, in Lucy’s opinion, a damn tragedy.  Natsu met her gaze, pulling himself up, and shook his head adamantly.

“Emily, I’m sorry.  We can talk more about this tomorrow, okay?” Natsu reasoned, shaking his head in annoyance. “See ya.” He replied and clicked the little red phone on his screen.  “Fuck,” He cursed, sitting on his couch, rubbing his hands over his face.

“I’m…  Sorry?”  Lucy offered and Natsu lifted his gaze, laughing lightly.

“It ain’t your fault.  S’ides, I guess I should watch my mouth more.” He sighed and Lucy frowned.  “It was a stupid joke.”

“It doesn’t matter, I’m sure you didn’t mean it.” Lucy pointed out and Natsu seemed to relax a bit.  “At the very least I’m sure that it didn’t deserve an hour and twelve minute phone call.” Lucy pouted a bit looking at the cold popcorn that she had made just before the call.

“She’s just…  Sensitive, I guess?” Natsu shrugged and Lucy rolled her eyes.

“That’s pretty damn sensitive,” Lucy stated, getting up to inspect the popcorn.  “How did you two even meet?  It seems like all of a sudden you were dating.  You didn’t even tell me.”  Lucy asked sourly, shooting a glance over her shoulder at him, and he looked at her apologetically.

“She’s in my chem class.  We were just talking a lot this semester, just being friendly, and I dunno…”  Natsu ran a had through his hair again and Lucy frowned.

“It…  Doesn’t really sound like you’re happy…”  Lucy whispered and Natsu avoided her gaze.

“I found out through one of her friends in the class that she really liked me.” He stated, still not meeting her gaze.  She watched him open his mouth, but nothing came out, and she decided not to push it further.  Lucy knew that he was unhappy, it was written all over his face, especially after getting harassed over the phone for so long.  Lucy didn’t know why he would want to put up with something like that.

“Why don’t we watch our movie now, okay?” Lucy suggested, the biggest smile she could muster on her face.  Natsu returned it with his signature toothy grin, and patted the seat next to him on his couch.

“Hell yeah!  Let’s get spooked by shitty jump scares!”  He cheered and Lucy laughed, happy to see that he was coming around to his usual self.

“Great!  I picked out a good one, it’s called Sharknado…”

The week following the ‘phone-call-night’, Lucy had been introduced to Emily.  The girl had barely spoken to her, but the sneer on her face had been apparent that they were not going to be friends, and Lucy was perfectly happy with that.  

“She’s just so…  Ugh!” Lucy griped to Cana and Levy as they sat in Magnolia University’s library café.  “She’s making him so unhappy.”

“She did look like a skank.” Cana agreed and Lucy rolled her eyes though a smirk broke out on Lucy’s lips.

“That’s not what I was getting at, but I’ll take it.” Lucy sighed and let out a small giggle.

“I mean, it’s clear to everyone that he’s not happy.  It’s not like Natsu to just put up with something like that.  This is so opposite of him.” Levy pondered and Lucy threw her hands up, nodding in agreement.

“Exactly!  He doesn’t deserve to be treated like that by someone like her!  He deserves someone-”

“Like you?” Cana teased, sipping her coffee, and making Lucy’s cheeks burn.

“Th-that’s not what I meant!” Lucy stammered and Levy giggled madly.  “I’m just saying, he deserves a lot better than her.”

“So, yeah, you.” Levy joined in the teasing and Lucy placed a look of betrayal on her friend.  “It’s only the truth, Lu!”

“You two are no help.” Lucy pouted and the two girls laughed lightly, giving her sympathetic looks.  “Either way, I don’t want to deal with the crazy bit-”

“Luce!” Natsu’s voice called from the entrance of the café, startling her and causing her to choke on her tea.

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anonymous asked:

I just absolutely love the idea of Lance feeling replaced when Keith brings in Shiro, but imagine if it's SHIRO THAT BRINGS IN KEITH. Imagine Lance having heartache that his idol, who returned his feelings, simply wanted to replace him. -whumpdump

Oh my god yes!! I love that. Ugh, small fic inspired by it below (Btw I love your blog, omg yes. you’re one of the people who got me to make this blog here!! Love your writing so much!!) 


Lance thought that finally, finally he had been accepted. Been needed for who he was, it was amazing. Especially because it was his idol, Shiro. He was so happy, loving the affection and the attention he was given. Then Shiro decided, maybe Keith would be a good addition to their relationship. 

Instantly Keith took over everything Lance previously had done and was given. They became distant to Lance and honestly he felt useless. Just like in the Garrison, never enough to beat Keith. It was those thoughts that got Lance to stop taking care of himself. If he couldn’t beat Keith in a relationship everything was pointless right? 

He stopped eating, barely nibbling on the food Hunk brought him when he stayed in his room all day. Practicing until late at night and blacks spots began creeping into his vision. Forgetting his skin care routine and sometimes forgetting to even bathe for a few days. 

He assumed the negligence lead to his demise of getting a high fever and being unable to move. His limbs felt numb and heavy like lead and his head pounded. His throat was scratchy from coughing, trying to get rid of the mucus in his lungs. His nose felt stuffed up and his face felt congested, forcing Lance to breathe from his mouth shallowly. 

He accepted his fate, unable to get help as he couldn’t find the energy to get up to even find Hunk. His eyes began slipping close, a cough escaping his lips again, the wetness moving up the more he coughed but never finding its way out of him. Sighing he rested back into his cool sheets and blanket, the fabric feeling soft and cold on his burning skin. His face was flushed as visibly as his tanned skin could be. 

He barely registered the door opening before a cold hand pressed back against his neck. He squeaked out, coughing and trying to turn to the body next to him. “S-Shiro…?” he mumbled, seeing the metallic hand, explaining why the hand was freezing cold against his feverish skin.

“Lance what’s wrong, you’ve been getting worse these days…” Shiro said, kneeling and finally pressing his human hand to Lance’s forehead as the boy almost coughed up his lungs for the fifteenth thousandth time that day. He instantly recoiled and was about to speak but Lance sputtered out a few words. 

“I-I’m fine.. Just go back to Keith… He needs you more than me..” he said weakly, voice hoarse and raw from the coughing. As Shiro pressed a hand to his hot cheek he couldn’t stop himself from leaning into it. “Keith can wait, you’re my boyfriend too, and i guess i wasn’t making you feel that way and neither was Keith. After this passes we’ll make it up to you Kitten, for now let’s go and get you some medicine because i don’t want you coughing up your insides,” Shiro said making Lance whimper. 

“I love you shiro… I don’t wanna be second place to Keith again,” Lance whispered, delirious as he passed out, face in Shiro’s hand. Sighing Shiro smiled sweetly and pressed a soft cool kiss to Lance’s hot forehead. “You’ll always be first place in our hearts Kitten,” Shiro whispered, thankful Lance wasn’t awake as he pulled away. Snickering he picked the boy up, deciding that before he began loving on him to go and get him fixed up and feeling better. 

Silent Treatment

Requested: reader and Juggy get in an argument and Juggy proceeds to give reader the silent treatment, Betty thinks it’s her chance.

Pairings Jugheadxreader

Warnings: Swearing? Fluff

A/N requested via ask box, some asked me for a different Jugheadxreader argument one not involving Betty and I want to let them know this is not it. Enjoy kittens!


“jughead…jughead…Jughead…would you just listen to me” you attempted to pull your boyfriends crossed arms apart.
“You’re not seriously still mad about this?! This was before we were even a thing!” He continues to attempt to walk past you as if you weren’t there.  

“Jug stop!” You put both your hands on his chest and pushed against him to stop his meandering through the school halls.

“Jughead, it’s been like 4 days! Can you stop with the silent treatment!” He gave you one solitary blink before exhaling loudly and continuing his course leaving you standing there.

Putting your hands to the sides of you face and squeezing your eyes as closed as possible you wanted to scream the halls down.

“Hey YN!” You jumped at the sudden appearance of Betty.
“Oh hey bets”
“So I saw that…that little moment with you and Juggy there….trouble in Paradise?” Betty had managed to stifle the smirk begging to grow across her face.

“Ugh Betty, I’m so over it, im just finished with him…oh shit Betty I’m late, talk later!” you jogged away from the girl who was about to throw a live grenade into your relationship.

See, if you had time to find you would have gone on to say “finished with him ignoring me, I need to make it better” but no, you didn’t get a chance to finish. Betty heard what she wanted to hear and began to test the waters.
It started with small things, things he didn’t even notice and things you couldn’t notice because you were never around to see them. Betty wanted Jughead for herself and before you came along, she almost had him.
She then decided to swan dive into it, after all you and Jughead hadn’t spoken in almost a week and he avoided you, she didn’t really have much of a reason to believe ye were together in the first place.
Jughead POV
I was angrily slamming the keys of my laptop when Betty came in out of the Friday rain to Pops’

“Hey BeanieBrain!” I shuddered slightly at Betty’s use of one of Yns endearing names for me, it didn’t sound right coming from her. Then again it had been nearing on 168hrs and 38 minutes since I last spoke to yn let alone heard her call me that. I stopped counting the seconds after second 172800.
Betty slid in next to me in the booth, miles closer than usual. I wish it was yn there now not Betty, god I miss yn, I’m such an idiot, I should go apologize for being an idiot. Idiot, idiot idiot.
“So juggggggggyyy whaaatcha dooooing?” Is betty drunk? Or high? She better be one of those because her hand is very much more than half up my thigh.

“uhhhh nothing Betty…what are you doing?” I half laugh in an attempt to diffuse the situation.

“im just going to do this” she whispered before leaning in and attaching her lips to mine. I have no idea what is going on right now but I do know this is wrong and nothing has made me want yn more. I’m about to pull away when I hear her.

“Jughead?!” yn stood at the other end of the diner, hands by her sides and hurt on her face. Oh my God oh my god

“Wha…what…what…you text me to meet you here for this?!” Her voice was breaking and I stood to say something but she was gone like a flash out the doors and into her car, swerving out the gate at fierce speed.

“Why did you do that Betty?! You knew I was with yn?!” I can’t tell if I’m angrier with myself or her right now. I grabbed my things roughly stuffing them inside my bag
“I’m sorry I thought you were broken up and and and”

“Broken up?!” I can’t believe what she’s saying “do you really think id be just sitting here if yn and I broke up?! Do you really think i could still go on breathing without yn in my life?!”
No answer.
“Well after tonight I guess we’ll find out the answer won’t we?” I take off out the door after ynn.

Yn pov

I’m just happy my parents aren’t home to see the state I came home in. They would have been full of questions before full of told you so’. I had been with Jug a little…a very little over a year but still I knew a little bit of them didn’t trust the boy from the wrong side of the tracks. Maybe they were right….no no they weren’t yn shut up! Were they?
I threw myself on my bed before rolling as tightly as possible into the wall.

I wasn’t on the bed two seconds before banging came to the door. I sat up and looked out the window above me adjacent to the bed.
Jug. Nope. I threw myself down again. More knocking. More ignoring. More knocking. More ignoring. No knocking. Good.

My soul almost left my body with the fright Jughead gave me from knocking on the my bedroom window.

“JUGHEAD! I told you to stop climbing the drain pipe! We’re not kids anymore you could have fallen and died!?” I flung open the sash window and pulled him in through it and onto the bed.

I rolled over with my back to him immediately after that. I felt him lie behind me before slowly, gently putting an arm on my side. He slowly edged closer to me until he was cuddled against my back, slightly wet from the rain crashing outside. I felt his face nuzzle lightly against my neck and I fought the urge to shiver at the drop of water that leaves his hair and landed on me.

“Yn…” the voice I haven’t heard in a week makes the hair on my neck stand up.
“Let me just explain…”
“Oh so now you want to explain yourself I’m supposed to listen?! You kissed some other girl jug?! you kissed Betty! That’s way worse then what I did!” I couldn’t stop myself from crying.
My body started shaking before jughead wrapped his grip around me tighter to steady me,

“I know yn, im an idiot, I didn’t give you a chance to explain, please please let me explain” Jughead whispers before gently kissing the nape of my neck and then nuzzling me again.
“If you want to be with betty then…” Jughead flipped me over and pulled me into his chest before I could finish the very soul crushing thought.
“Ynn I don’t want to be with Betty, I’ve never wanted to be with Betty, i only want to be with you”
“I’m really sorry about…”

“Don’t apologise for that, it was stupid. I’m sorry for what happened with Betty but you have to understand she kissed me, i didn’t want what happened to happen” he kissed the top of my head before I buried myself into his chest and tangled our legs together.
“Juggy I don’t want to fight anymore”
“I never want to fight again, it nearly killed me not speaking”
“Yeah it wasn’t great for me either…then again it was very peaceful” jughead nudged me with his head lightly in response, breathing a chuckle.

“i love you so much yn”

“I love you too Juggy….but you’re soaked from the rain and need to get out of my bed” I playful shove him away as he smirked, shoving me back.
“Hey I ran here in the rain, that’s some notebook shit right there”

“I’m pretty sure in the notebook Ryan Gosling didn’t kiss another girl to have to run in the rain sooo” he rolls his eyes ((I fail at being a stereotypical girl and I haven’t seen the notebook so idk maybe gosling does 😂))
“Seriously though Beaniebrain you’re going to get sick, go take a shower”
“Yes” a wicked smile grew on his face before he climbed over me and stood up.

“Let’s take a shower” he suddenly threw me over his shoulder.
“Jughead!!!! You lovable idiot put me down!!,” I couldn’t not laugh, I love him so much.

Much love Xx


* Alexander Hamilton x Reader
* Modern College AU
* 204: Is there a special reason as you why you’re wearing my shirt?

A/N: So here’s a random idea I had when someone decided to mess with my laundry while I was off in classes. As for two stories in one day, yay! I had very little homework but this weekend I’m going on a cleaning spree. Plus I haven’t looked at my request recently so I don’t have any real pressing or even good ideas right now. But I digress. I hope y’all enjoy this silly little, fluffy story.

Word Count: 2,134


Co-ed dorms weren’t the best. True, it was more calm than the freshman dorm, but now you had you had to deal with guys all the time. The worst was the laundry room. Guys clothes were everywhere. They spread out as if it was their laundry room at home and they didn’t have to share it with a building of other people.

You walked into the room, your basket balanced on your hip. You winced at all the clothes on the floor that must have missed when getting tossed into the machine. You hoisted your basket up onto a machine and started sorting and loading your clothes. You started the machine and and headed back to your room and hoping your laundry wouldn’t be messed with.

You delved into some homework.You wrote a couple of papers, pausing only to switch your clothes over to the dryer. You finally went to go retrieve you now dry clothes. You grabbed the basket without a second thought and carried it back to your room. You started folding your clothes and putting them away. You furrowed your brow when you found a pair of jeans that were clearly not yours. They looked like they’d be a bit baggy on you but not too long. They were mens pants, judging by the appearance and deep pockets.

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Description: Sometimes the guys can’t keep secrets. Sometimes that’s okay.

Genre: Fluff, High School! AU

Pairing: Oh Sehun x reader

Word Count: 2,779

Originally posted by luedeer

I’d been here at Baekhyun’s house for two hours, listening to the guys drone on and on about lame guy stuff. I didn’t quite know what they were talking about right now. I had tuned them all out awhile ago. It was me and four of the guys: Jongin, Chanyeol, Baek, and Kyungsoo. I loved them, but not enough to listen to them talk about… sports?

“But yo, when are tryouts?” I heard Chanyeol ask to no one in particular. Baekhyun answered almost immediately. “Next Thursday, but you have to have an updated physical and gear.” Chanyeol groaned. “That’s not even the best part. The gear has to be brand new. Literally fresh off the shelves and directly to the field or you practically won’t be allowed to tryout.” Baek’s statement made Chan groan louder. “Ugh, I hate tryout season. Like honestly, what’s wrong with the gear we already have? I literally replaced all my equipment last season. More importantly, what if we don’t even make the team. Then we have all this spanky new gear for nothing!” He ranted.

Kyungsoo spoke next. He didn’t speak often when they had conversations like this, but when he did it was good. “You suck at baseball, so you’re the only one that has to worry about that.” This made all the guys erupt into laughter, and even I broke out into a small giggle. Chan’s face turned red, partly from embarrassment. “Aye, leave him alone. At least he can make it to tryouts Mr.I’m-too-scared-to-tryout-for-basketball-so-I’m-just-gonna-hideout-in-the-library.” Kyungsoo gave Jongin a death glare. “That’s not what happened you doof. I had a stupid research paper to finish and the coaches made me go to the library to work on it.” Jongin cowered as Kyungsoo spoke. I didn’t know why though. Jongin was the only one that could get away with saying stuff like that it him. It was obvious that he had a soft spot for him. “Yeah, leave him alone guys. Besides, even if he could try out, he’s too short to make a basket.” Kyungsoo didn’t hesitate to jerk on a strand of Baekhyun’s hair as the guys burst into another bout of laughter. The digs the guys got on Kyungsoo was what usually got them the most riled up, mainly because it didn’t happen often seeing as how nobody wanted to get killed by one of his death stares.

I honestly couldn’t stand listening to them go on. “Can you guys not be so boring? I’m practically falling asleep.” All the guys looked at me with playful annoyance. “Did we ask you to speak?” Baekhyun asked, mocking a face of disgust. “Cause I don’t recall.”

“Aye, I don’t recall asking for permission to speak, not that I’d let any of you losers to grant me that right.”

The guys all let out in a chorus of “Ooooo.” Chanyeol was next to speak.“So sassy.” Baekhyun mumbled something under his breath right after him. I didn’t quite catch it all, but I caught some of it. “No wonder… on you…”

“Would you like to say that again Baek? Maybe a little louder?” I said, mocking a stern tone we’d all heard Baekhyun’s mother use with him. He was quite the sassafrass. He was constantly getting in trouble with his parents because he couldn’t stop himself from saying something sarcastic or snarky. He rolled eyes. “I SAID, NO WONDER OUR SASSY MAKNAE HAS A CRUSH ON YOU!” He shouted even though we were all barely two feet away from each other. “Smartass.” I huffed crossing my arms. The guys got back into their previous conversation. I snatched my phone up from its place on the table behind us. I started mindlessly scrolling through social media. I wasn’t looking at anything in particular, I just wanted something to prevent me from going completely insane while the guys talked about… hockey?

I grabbed one of the cups off the table, and took a big gulp of the fizzy soda. No wonder our sassy maknae likes you. Baekhyun’s words from earlier popped back into my mind causing me to spit my drink out. It flew from my mouth and straight from my nostrils too. “Eww Y/n, what the fuck?” Chanyeol squealed. For someone so manly, he sure did squeal and scream alot. “sEHUN LIKES ME?!?!” Chanyeol nodded. He and Jongin started wiping the soda off the table, Baekhyun was drying himself off, and Kyungsoo had moved to the other side of the room. He’d just barely avoided getting soda spit on him because he had gotten up to fix himself more drink at the same time soda was spewing from my nose.

“He’s had feelings for you since like practically day one.” Jongin said just as he finished wiping off the table. “Yeah.” Baekhyun agreed. “It’s so obvious too. He’s always drooling over you when we’re all together.” My jaw dropped. There was no way in hell, Sehun, of all people, liked me. I had a major crush on him, and the universe was never ever kind enough to let your crush reciprocate feelings. I got a rag from the laundry room, wet it, and made sure the table was clean. Once I was done, I threw the rag back at Baekhyun for him to put it where it goes. Anytime any of us tried to help him straighten up the place he got upset.

“You guys can’t be serious.” I said. The guys loved to joke around, so I wholeheartedly believed this was another one of their pranks. “You should see the way he looks at you.” Kyungsoo stated, making his way back to the table once he was sure it was clean. “And when you’re not around, we can never get him to shut up about you. Y/n, this. Y/n, that. Makes me wanna slap the kid sometimes.” Jongin added. Something in me still didn’t quite believe them, but regardless I spilled my own feelings to them. “Well, I sorta maybe have feelings for him too.” I whispered, covering my face as soon as the words had left my lips.

“OH MY GOD! WE CAN SET YOU TWO UP!” Baekhyun screamed, jumping up and down in the process. Matchmaker, one of his favorite things to do. “No! He doesn’t know.” I said, feeling my face heat up. I knew exactly how the guys were, now that we were on this topic it would be awhile before we were on to something else. “You didn’t know how he felt about you, but look at you now.” Chanyeol said, nonchalantly shrugging his shoulders as if this wasn’t sort of big deal. “Bye Yeollie, that’s different.” I whined, I was way too chicken to tell Sehun about my tiny, huge, crush on him. “Honestly, I’m content with him never knowing.” Before I had the chance to say anything else, my phone vibrated in my pocket. It was a text from Jongdae.

From Dae: Okay but like dont hate me

From Dae: butttttttttttttttttt

From Dae: Something may or may not have slipped…

“I say you just waltz up to him and tell him how you feel.” Jongin suggested from his seat across from me at the table. “Jongin, that’s lame.” I said, quickly replying to the ominous text message I’d just received.

To Dae: Explain

“Or you could have one of us tell him, like me for example?” Baekhyun said, I was looking at him, but I could tell he was wearing the biggest grin of his life. “You only want to do it because you like being in other people’s business.” His first reply was a scoff. “Not true, I enjoy being kind and helping others around me.”

From Dae: SOOOO likeeeee

From Dae: I love you Y/n, you know that right??

I was starting to get impatient. What had he done this time? “Text him.” “Call him.” “Meet up with him. “Send him a letter.” “Send him an email.” “Send him a snapchat.” “Post in on Instagram.” “Slide in his DM’s.” The guys just starting shouting out suggestions. I couldn’t help but giggle as some of the options started to get ridiculous.

From Dae: Hunnie knows you like him

From Dae: dont kill me pls

I screamed as I typed out my reply. Jongdae was one of the first, and for a while the only, people to know about my crush on Sehun. The other was Yixing.


To Dae: UGH im so gonna punch you next time I see you

To Dae: ur such a punk, i hate you

I didn’t notice, but the guys, all except for Baekhyun who moved to the other room to take a phone call, had moved behind me to peek over my shoulder. They were reading my messages. “Whelp, looks like you don’t even gotta worry about telling him now.” Chanyeol laughed, ruffling my hair, something he knew I hated with a passion. I punched his shoulder for revenge. “Leave me alone you crusty heathen.” I said, pushing the red haired giant away from me. He stumbled, and hit his side on the kitchen counter. I could tell the blow to his hip hurt, Chanyeol burst into a fit of giggles. He was so odd.

“Hey guys,” Baekhyun said. He tossed his phone back on the table, where it was pre-phone call. “Sehun and the others are coming over. Also what do you guys want to eat.” The four shouted food suggestions at Baekhyun. I didn’t understand how he understood all the clamour, but I was more focused on the fact that Sehun would be here any minute

From Dae: i luv you tho :’(

From Dae: Also we’re coming to Baek’s

Hearing the fact again made me scream.

To Dae: I KNOW

I pretty much continued screaming even though about thirty minutes had passed. I screamed even more when I heard a knock on the door. Luckily it only turned out to be the pizza we had ordered. We were supposed to wait for everyone to get here, but I was so anxious it was making me hungry. I ended up scarfing down close to a whole pizza by myself.

We always get like five orders of breadsticks, and I ate about one and a half of those. They weren’t even that good, but I was so nervous to see Sehun I couldn’t stop myself. I actually began pacing around the room as we awaited the other guys’ arrival. I was shook beyond belief. How was he gonna react? What was he gonna say? Was he even going to talk to me? Was everything going to be awkward the rest of the night? I didn’t know what to do, so when another knock came to the door I ended up screaming once more and hiding in Baekhyun’s room. I could hear Chanyeol laugh at me as I did so, but I didn’t care.

To Dae: Meet me in Baekhyun’s room ASAP

I assumed he got my message when about ten minutes later I heard a knock on the door. I had locked it just in case. “Open up!” He shouted through the door. I hurriedly unlocked it and went back to pacing. “Jongdae, I can barely breathe!” I uttered, my nerves causing my hands to start shaking. “Is that so?” I expected to hear Jongdae’s voice, but instead I was met with that of Sehun’s much deeper one. “WHY ARE YOU HERE?!?!?!” I screamed for the umpteenth time today. “The guys pushed me in here and said they wouldn’t let me out until we talked, so here I am.” I didn’t know what to do or say. Literally the only thing I could think to do was scream. But that was off the table considering I didn’t think the guys wanted to hear me do that again.

le boyz gc: I hate all of you

Eventually Sehun broke the silence which was different seeing as how besides Kyungsoo, he was the quietest out of all the guys.

“How long have you liked me?”

I almost choked because of his boldness. I mean leave it to Sehun to get straight to the point. “What do you mean?” I laughed nervously. “I’ve never liked you.” I’ve liked you since middle school.

“Don’t lie to me.” He said casually, moving from leaning against the bedroom door to sitting on Baekhyun’s bed. “Jongdae told me you’ve had a crush on me for a while now.” I mentally cursed Jongdae. Remind me not to tell any of the guys if I ever develop a crush on literally ANYONE EVER AGAIN!

.“For the record, I’ve liked you since that first time we all hung out at Chanyeol’s place.” I tried thinking back to the first time we ever went to Chan’s house. It was quite hard to manage seeing as how we’re always either at his or Baekhyun’s house. “What’s so special about us hanging out that one time?” I asked, trying to avert from the subject of me liking him. “I don’t know really.” He started. He stopped looking at me, and focused all his attention on his twiddling thumbs. “Just something about you struck out to me. It made me what to get to know you better.” “Are you glad you did?” I asked in a small voice. Sehun nodded vigorously. “It was the best decision I ever made to be honest.”

I could feel a warmth course through my body at his words. Now I have to tell him. I took a deep breath and finally spilled the truth. “I’ve had a crush on you since before high school. And ever since then just the thought of you makes me happy beyond belief.” I puffed, still not wanting to admit my true feelings for him. I looked over at Sehun. His entire face was lit up in result of what I’d told him. But he went from beaming to smirking in two seconds flat. He sat up off the bed, and stood about a foot away from me. “See how easy that was.” I punched his arm, causing him to start laughing. “Leave me alone.” After those words, he pulled me into a tight hug. I buried my head in his chest. I was able to get a whiff of his cologne, it was strong but not too overbearing. It was pleasant, but at the same time it was a savory scent. I didn’t want him to let go anytime soon, however we jumped away from each other as we heard Baekhyun yell “THEY BETTER NOT BE HAVING SEX IN MY ROOM, ON MY BED!!” and the door swing open.

The guys piled into the doorway. “Ew, look at the lovebirds.” Minseok teased from the front of the huddle. His words caused both Sehun and I to turn bright red from embarrassment. “I bet they were making out.” Chanyeol butted in, sticking his head farther into the room. “Shut up Chan!” I said, covering up my face as it got even brighter.

“Come on guys, pizza’s getting cold and we’re about to put on a movie.” Junmyeon said. I gave him an understanding nod. I went to speak, but before I could Jongin interrupted me. “Oh Y/n’s not hungry. She practically ate like three pizzas before you guys got here. Sehun had her super stressed out.” Everyone broke out into laughter, causing all my embarrassment levels to skyrocket. I buried my face in my hands, so no one would see just how red my face was getting. “It was more like one, let me live.” I pouted. Sehun wrapped his arm around my waist, and pulled me closer to him. “It’s okay babe.” He whispered in my ear. I ended up smiling like an idiot at his words. The guy I like just called me babe. What a world!

“Stop being gross, you’ve been together for like five seconds.” Baekhyun said, wearing an over exaggerated look of disgust. I couldn’t help but shake my head at him. We hadn’t talked about us actually dating yet. “Hey you guys, we should choose tonight’s movies carefully. The two love birds might get a little risky throughout them.” Kyungsoo said from the middle of the crowd of guys. This time Sehun and I joined in on the guy’s laughter. One by one, everyone eventually turned around and left the bedroom. Sehun and I exited the room, his arm still draped around my shoulder. Before we got into the living room, he placed a kiss on my forehead. Maybe we weren’t together just yet, but I could definitely get used to this.


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I gotta say, I am absolutely in love with the concept of traditional “monsters” protecting abused and hurting children and this makes me very happy

It started with me going toward the more celtic side of mythology for the werewolves, which were the myths I was raised with. It was strange to me growing up when the popular media that had werewolves in it always showed them as violent and unpredictable, because werewolf myths in Scotland were more…kind. They fed starving families, they were the guardians of lost and orphaned children. 

They were still part wolf and could rip you apart when necessary, but they were first and primarily guardians. 

So while I was writing Nathan and his cultural sense of identity and personality and I started on Vlad, I knew I had an idea for what I wanted him to be. I wanted him to be the archetype vampire, really attractive and smooth on the surface, but I also didn’t want to make him a monster underneath it with uncontrollable urges because ugh, ugh, no. So instead I tried to think about what I’d do if I had eternity yawning out in front of me, and well…lets just say it’s a good thing eternity does not yawn out in front of me. But I also tried to take into consideration the history I had given him, and the family dynamic he has, and when I thought about that, it really just made sense for someone like Vlad to look at the suffering in the world and go “No” and try to fix it in small ways, ways which no one else ever seems to consider. 

He’s not brave like Nathan (he thinks) he’s not a soldier, he doesn’t fight, and he’s not got the sheer raw power Ursula has or her resilience, but he can make a difference, he can make subtle changes that make the lives of those around them—however brief—a little bit better. He pushes for social reform, he throws himself into research, he takes an active interest in medicine, and when someone says “but that’ll take decades!” he just smiles and says “I’ve got the time.”

scars ~ jonah marais

requested by anon!! 

i love the message of not only your request but of this whole imagine and ugh, we need more positive people like you in the world. 

“whatcha doin, baby girl?” jonah asked, plopping down on the couch so close to you that he nearly landed on me and wrapped his arms around your small frame. 

“uh-nothing,” you lied, shutting my laptop quickly while still trying not to make it look obvious. “did you know that i love you,” you smiled, poking his cheek while trying to hide the deep sadness that you had been feeling for months. you had always been a terrible liar and jonah could instantly tell. usually, when you poked his cheek (which hardly happened) he would smile an adorable smile and kiss you all over your face, but this time he didn’t flinch. he just stared deeply into your eyes. 

“you’re sad,” he deadpanned as more of a statement than anything else. 

“no i’m not,” you argued, trying your best to win this battle. 

“why are you sad?” he asked, continuing to pursue the love of his life’s complete and utter happiness. 

“jonah, i’m fi-” you began, but stopped yourself mid sentence when you saw him reach for your laptop and pull it onto his lap, opening it and reading over the tab that you had open, anger and confusion etching itself deeper and deeper into his face as he continued to read. 

“alright,” he sighed, pulling his legs up onto the couch, sitting criss cross and turning to face you so now he was sitting on the couch sideways and you did the same. at this point, you were both sitting on the couch, facing each other, jonah taking your hands in his and holding them tightly. you were trying your best to prepare yourself for whatever ‘self-love and body positivity’ lecture he was going to throw at you, but there was no way that you could have been ready for this one. 

“let me just start off with saying that you are the most breath-taking, stunning, flawless girl that i have ever seen. throughout the 19 years of my life, i have never once seen any girl who could even compare to your beauty, alright?” he told you, raising his eyebrows and waiting for your response. you only nodded, showing him that you understood and that you were listening. 

“everything about you is perfect in my eyes. your hair is so beautiful and soft and i absolutely adore the color of it,” he smiled, taking one hand out of yours and running it through your hair, playing with the ends of it before returning his hands to the previous position. your skin fuckin glows, even without the highlighter shit,” he struggled to explain makeup, causing a giggle to escape your lips. “and that laugh. it’s what gets me out of bed in the morning. i could get lost in your eyes, your nose is so boop-able,” he smiled, booping your nose as he said this one, causing an even deeper blush than before to rise to your non-makeup covered cheeks. “your lips,” he whispered, leaning in before pressing a passionate and loving kiss to them, pulling away and resting his forehead on your before muttering “are so kissable.” 

“thank you,” you smiled, this being the first thing you’ve said since he started his whole speech. he continued to rant about everything that he saw as perfect about you, physically for another ten minutes before returning his eyes to yours and getting up off the couch, walking into the other room. your eyes followed him as he walked out of the room and returned a moment later with a purple marker in his hand, your favorite color. you furrowed your eyebrows, wondering what it is he was going to do with a marker, but you chose not to question it and to just go along with it. 

he wrapped his hand around your wrist and pulled your arm closer to him, he popped the cap off of the mark with his teeth and lowered his face closer to your arm. you felt the cool tip of the marker touch your skin, causing goosebumps to rise all over your body. when he saw this, he planted short but sweet kisses all the way up your arm before continuing coloring on your skin. 

a few moments later, he dropped your arm and you took a look. he had colored in each one of your scars, markings, moles, freckles, and anything that you were insecure about in the purple tint. he then took your other arm into his grasp and did the same. he continued his process with your legs, and finally, he briskly pulled up your shirt, revealing your stomach. instead of coloring anything in, he just wrote ‘PERFECT’ all the way across your torso in large, capital letters. 

last but not least, he took your chin in between his index finger and thumb and pulled your closer, allowing the marker to make contact with your face. 

‘BEAUTIFUL’ was written across your forehead. 

‘FLAWLESS’ on one cheek and ‘STUNNING’ on the other along with tons of other kind words that he wrote in different places. he placed the cap back into the marker and set it down on the coffee table, pulling his phone out of his back pocket and standing off the couch, pulling you with him by your hand. he stretched out his arm but continued to hold your hand, taking a photo of you with all of the markings. the marking that you’ve hated ever since they were brought to your attention, but the markings that your boyfriend loved dearly. 

“i’m so lucky to have you,” he grinned, planting a kiss on your lips as he sat back down on the couch, pulling you with him. just then, you got a notification that you were tagged in a photo on twitter and instagram by jonah. you gave him a confused look before sliding open the photo to see what he had just taken with the caption ‘my gorgeous princess.’




You two would be having a lazy day and just laying on her bed watching movies. She wouldn’t notice that you never looked at the screen much because you were to busy looking at her smile when something funny came up. When the movie was over she started going on about how much she loved it and then asked you how much did you liked it and yoy would say “I couldn’t get into it much.” She would ask why and you reply “Because I was to busy looking at the love of my life looking cute.” “I’m the love of your life?” She asked with a big smile. You nodded and she kissed your nose. “You are the love of my life too.”


There was a big haunted house that so many people were going to and she really wanted to take you. So, when she finally got you to accept coming with her she would basically jumping like a little kid with candy. During the haunted house you would be holding on to her so much. When it was finally over she noticed how you had a few tears rolling down your face. She would wipe them away never looking away from your eyes. “Man you are so cute.” she whispered. When you got home you gave her big hug and kissed her cheek. “I love you.” “I need to get you scared more often if it makes you confess things.” She laughed and you playfully punched her arm. “I love you too.”


You and her would be at the beach on a sunny day because she really wanted to go swimming. No matter how much you told her “no”, at the end some how you went anyways. You noticed how so many guys were checking her out and you had enough when one of them basically grabbed her hand telling her how much fun she could have with him. You walked over to him taking his hand off her and pushed her behind you. You felt her arms wrap around you and you never looked away from. “Will you leave her alone. She doesn’t want you.” He would look you up and down and laugh. “And she would want you?” You would fell Momo get closer to you and you would sigh. “Yes, because I actually love her compared to some random dude to who wants to get in her pants. Goodbye.” You grabbed Momo’s hand and walked away. “Do you really love me?” She would whisper with a big smile on her face.


She had planned for you to hang out with her on her day off because she missed you. You both were on the couch and she had her head in your lap, she looked up noticing you had all your attention on your phone. No matter how much she tried to get your attention you wouldn’t look at her. What made you finally look at her she groaned so loud you thought that she may had accidentally hurt herself again. “Oh, now you want to look at me. I had this day off and picked you to be the person to stay around. What kinda friend are you?” she pouted. You smiled and put your phone away. “I’m sorry, I promise I will give you all the attention you want for now on because I love you.” She would jump up. “Do you love me love me or just love me?” “I love you love you.” You laughed and she kissed your cheek. “I know” she said happily.


She was busy in Japan and didn’t have much time to talk to you on the phone so after a long but kinda short talk it was time for her to go. “Wait, Jihyo!” you said. She would make a small sound that was telling you to say what you needed. “I love you.” You didn’t hear nothing for a while and you thought you scared her off but the you heard “Sorry, I can’t believe you finally said it. I love you too so much, ugh now the girls will try and figure out why I am smiling more than I usually do.”


It would be your birthday and she had planned a long day of just you and her doing what you love. That night she was cooking your favorite meal and you walked in standing behind her and kissed her head. “I love you.” you said and she would basically drop everything she was doing and have the biggest smile on her face. She would turn and face you. “Is it my birthday? Because now I’m super happy. I love you too.”


You both had a day off for the first time in a while and you just didn’t want to wake up. So when Dahyun started jumping up and down on the bed to try you get you. You grabbed her and pulled her top of you and basically gave her bed hug. “Just cuddle with me. I’m not ready to get up.” She would groan and look at you. “Why should I do that?” “Because I love you.” You opened your eyes and saw her blushing and smiling. “You are so cute.” She would just smile and lay her head on you. “You finally told me you love me. I love you too.” She whispered.


You and Chaeyoung choose to draw a picture for each other just because you both got very bored and didn’t know what else to do. When you two started showing each other what you made. Chaeyoung had made a drawing of you. When you showed your that said “I Love You” she would start laughing. “I’m not very good a drawing” you said putting the picture down. She would hug you. “Maybe not, but I don’t care. I love you too.”


It was her birthday and you decide to take her to a friend you knew that had many different animals that she adopt and take care of. “Look at the puppy!” Tzuyu would yell. You would smile at how happy she would get around all the animals and she would notice how you would stare at her so much. “Why do you keep looking at me?” she laughed. “I love you.” When she heard you say that she would blush and give you a hug. “I love you too, now lets get a puppy and go home and be a happy family.”

Addictive.|| One {Xu Minghao}

Prompt: Y/N attends an emergency meeting and runs into a big probem.

Pairing: None yet :)

Word count: 1.4k

Warning: causal mentions fo sex~

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Diner Date [Pt 1] (Ward Meachum/Reader)

Hey guys! It’s been so long since I’ve posted, I’m so sorry! Now I’m back with more fandoms than ever! This will be a 3 part series with the reader working somewhere in Rand and having known Ward since they were kids. This is pre Danny coming back, so I guess it’s also pre Iron Fist in general. Hope this series and the upcoming Daredevil fics are enough to make up for my hiatus. Enjoy!

I used the fifth prompt from this post, so thank you @serving-inspiration!

Also, these people liked my post saying that this would be the next fanfiction I posted, so I’m tagging them in it <3 @sosese @ladybella-l @decaffeinatedeaglefart @mzqueentina (hope y’all don’t mind)

Warnings: Talk of death, self depreciation, neck massages, lots of food, almost kissing, coffee, and swearing.


Words: 1549

Waaaaaarrrrrd,” you groan, slumping further down into the chair in front of said man. He had been ignoring you all day— your calls, the receptionist’s calls that you had her make for you, your interrupting a small meeting of his— and you weren’t having it.

“Look, (Y/N), I’m busy. You’ve wasted enough time in my schedule today, I just want to get this all done so I can relax. Then, I can give you some attention. Alright?” He raises an eyebrow on you, the look in his eyes screaming I won’t take no for an answer. You groan yet again, rolling your eyes as far back as you could get them.

“Ugh, kill me.” This catches his attention and you see the corners of his lips pull up slightly.

“…What’s wrong now?”

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It had been a long time since Marinette had woken to the smell of someone else making coffee for her on a weekday, and shifting under the sheets Nino put out for her, she wondered how long she could enjoy the morning before the nightmare circus of her day began.

“You up?” Nino asked, glancing up over the rim of his laptop as Marinette stirred.

“Mmhmm,” Marinette muttered, scratching the back of her head as she sat up, fumbling around for her jeans. “You heading to work?”

“Don’t have a shoot until noon, but…” Nino trailed off, squinting at his laptop screen. “Something’s happening…”

“Something’s always happening,” Marinette said, glancing down at her phone to see a flurry of texts from Sylvia and Ellie. “…you mean with Gabriel?”

Gabriel to Make Announcement Today at Nine,” Nino said, reading the headline of an article as Marinette tugged her pants on underneath the blankets. “Fashion House Expected to Announce Permanent Successor to the late M. Agreste. That was posted an hour ago, so we got another half before they announce it.

“No doubt Marcel is a shoe in for the job,” Marinette sighed, wobbling to her feet with a small scowl. “Ugh, I only had two beers last night; why am I hungover?”

“I thought Marcie was the head of the house?” Nino said as Marinette padded into the kitchen.

“I think he was interim CEO,” Marinette said, pouring herself a cup of coffee and dumping half the sugar dish into it. “The head of a Parisian fashion house has to be more than just a businessperson; they’re responsible for the entire aesthetic of the company, from high fashion to accessories.”

“They’re really gonna put a guy who thinks pocket squares are some kind of phone game in charge a company that’s supposed to set the standard for men’s fashion?” Nino said, leaning back in his chair. “I mean, I know he has the board in a sleeper hold now that Adrien’s gone, but that’s tantamount to fashion suicide, doesn’t it?”

“I would think so,” Marinette said, leaning against the counter and taking a thoughtful sip of her coffee. “The one satisfaction I take from all this is that Gabriel will be a flaming wreck of a fashion house shortly after Coccinelle goes under.”

“You don’t know that it’s going under,” Nino said.

“Says the man who hasn’t seen our sales reports,” Marinette said.

“Maybe Adrien and Alya’s insanity turned up something?” Nino said, standing up and heading over to the fridge.

“I’m not betting on it,” Marinette sighed, glancing at her phone. “Alya call?”

“Nope,” Nino said, tugging out a basket of berries and a carton of milk. “I shot her a text at ten or so, but she probably went to bed already. Long day and all.”

“I bet,” Marinette said, thumb hovering over Adrien’s contact for a long moment before closing her phone. “And Adrien? Are you still mad at him?”

“Disappointed, more like, but I’ll get to him in due time,” Nino said, snapping a banana in half and tossing it in the top of the blender. “Are you?”

“I…don’t know,” Marinette sighed, pushing her hair out of her eyes. “Should I be? Do I even have the right to be mad at someone for trying to save my business?”

“You do if it makes you feel like you got run over,” Nino said, tipping the milk and berries into the blender. “I get how you might feel like someone went and made decisions on your behalf without consulting you first.”

“Whether I feel like that or not, that’s kinda what happened, isn’t it?” Marinette chuckled, picking at a loose thread in her shirt. “I don’t know…I don’t like feeling this powerless; especially when it’s people I care about that make me feel that way.”

Nino offered a sympathetic nod, filling a glass full of berry smoothie and passing it to Marinette as they both glanced at the clock. Ten minutes was all that separated them from whatever announcement the staff at Gabriel were planning, and Marinette doubted there was a person in Paris more worried about it than she was.

Good To You ➖ S.COUPS

S.Coups x Reader
Written by- Admin ChiChew

Summary− reader finds out seungcheol is only dating them bc of a bet. Reader feels stupid bc seungcheol is a big fuck boy but during heir relationship he actually fell for the reader.


With anger and force you snap the pencil that was in your hands in half.

“He did what?” You mumbled looking at the pencil in your hand.

“He was caught smoking at the back of the school, I saw him with Vernon doing it last week so I’m not surprised.” Jennie says shaking her head.

“I swear, ” you take a deep breath to calm your raving nerves. “Ugh, Im suppose to see him after school, we have a date!” You groaned.

“So much for the date, he’s going to be in the detention room till 5pm.” She continues.

Rubbing your temples, you look up to Jennie with anger and frustration burning through your eyes. You bid goodbye to her and walk to your class. On your way to class you weren’t sure if you truly felt mad, frustrated or heartbroken… it’s not like it was your anniversary.

He had messaged you this morning with a cute message, but other then that nothing.

You got home after school and slumped amongst the couch. You were home alone so there wasn’t much to do besides chores set by your mother. Looking up at the clock, you groaned and forced yourself up from the couch.

“Better get started on them now I guess…”

The past few hours you spent labouring, cleaning the house and even making yourself some early dinner.

You had made yourself a simple Mac n cheese with a nice cup of iced cola on the side. As you take a big spoonful of pasta and shove it into your mouth, you look up to the clock to see it’s 5pm. Your forehead drops as the repressing memory comes in, and as on cue your phone goes off. A specific ringtone you gave seungcheol.

It was a text from the boy, ‘Sorry babe, got held back today from the teachers! I hope you didn’t wait too long~ I’m coming over now! I’ll promise to make it up to you 😊😛🍆’ it read.

“Hell no, you are not getting off this easy.” You grumble as you place your bowl of Mac n cheese.

A loud knock could be heard coming from the front. You hopped off the couch aggressively and ran to the door. Opening it you were greeted by a tired looking seungcheol.

“I’m glad to see you, today was so tiring.” He sighs and tries to hug you but you block him. “What’s wrong?” He asks confused.

“do you know what today is?"you asked with your arms crossed on your chest.

"Our 3 month anniversary…” he says softly.

“Did you know what we had after school?”

“A date…”

“And why weren’t you there?”

“I had detention…”

“And whys that?”

“Because I didn’t do my homewo-”

“Seungcheol don’t lie to me!” You raise your voice, aggravated.

He groans and rolls his eyes. “I was caught smoking. Why does it matter? You’re not my mother.”

“True, but you promised me you’d stop.”

“It was just one tim-”

“Jennie said she saw you last week with Vernon smoking.”

At this point you were sick of his lies. It would of been okay if he had at least told the truth. This was no way of celebrating your anniversary.

“Okay maybe twice. Can you get off my back? I just wanted to hang with my partner on our anniversary!” He shouts.

“So did I but I also don’t want a boyfriend who lies to me so much!” You shout back.

“QUIT IT Y/N!” He yells which takes you by surprise. “Why are you taking something so small and making t bigger than it is? Ugh it’s only 3 months? I’m surprised we even made it this far.”

You were taken back from what he said. What was that suppose to mean?

“Excuse me?” You say confused

“You heard me. The only reason why I started dating you was because it was a dare.” He says then smirks. “Y/n L/n, someone who is ranked very high in this school popularity system but has never had a boyfriend..” he chuckles. “They thought it would be difficult, so did I, but it was easy as hell.” He finishes.

You stayed their quiet, looking at the ground in shook and embarrassment. Was that all true? It was just some stupid dare? Was everything you had fake? Did h even like you a bit?

So many things were flying threw your mind you forgot where you were.

On the thee side Seungcheol was looking down at you in shook. Everything kind of slipped out. Once he started he couldn’t stop. It was true that it was all dare but the past 3 months you spent with him he fell for you. Besides from being very attractive, you cared for him, something rare for him. He felt safe around you. He regretted everything he said.

“I-I’m sorry Seungcheol. If everything you said was true, I think we should break up…” you say gathering your courage to look at him dead straight in the eyes.

“Y/n baby-”

“No, please don’t. Not now.” You say as you tried to close the door.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it, I really love you y/n!” He tries to stop you from closing the door.

“I need some time..” you say softly and he nods his head and let’s go of the door.

You shut the door then slide your Back against it. The tears fell down like droplets of rain, painting your face a new shade of blue. Could you ever forgive Seungcheol for this?

The Bourgeois Twins 👑🐝

In which Chloé and her sister Amber meet after Amber returns from studying abroad. @ferisae @conugonzalez

To be continued, just a small start.

“Daddy!” The screeching scream of the high pitched banshee echoed through the Hotel’s main lobby. “I’m home!” Amber walked in swinging her hips from side to side as if though she owned the place. Chloé, simply rolled her eyes and turned around to face her sister.

Amber had been studying abroad in London, staying with their mom to get a better hang of the english language. Chloé would only be able to describe her sister as being identical to her, yet with a slightly pointier nose, eyes lacking as much color as hers, Chloé had always had bluer eyes than Amber, and a slightly less shiny blond her. Overall, a less pretty Chloé, at least in her point of view.

“Hello, Amber. Welcome.” The butler bowed directing towards the young blond girl, she barely acknowledge and walked forth, giving him her prada hand bag. “I’ll go into my room then. Chloé, could you help me arrange my stuff?” “There are thousands of workers in the hotel sis, why don’t you go ask any of them?” “Oh come on Chlo, is that the way to greet your older sister?” “You are older by A MINUTE Amber, plus my nails haven’t dried, you can carry your bags yourself.”

Amber made a small pout, “okay then”, she said, “I’ll do that, don’t worry.” She clicked the elevator’s up arrow and left with a ding. “Ugh, how am I gonna survive summer with her here.” Chloé checked her nails again, and placed a 3 minute timer on her cellphone to make sure her nails dried off.

Amber opened the doors to her room. The vantage point of her father having a hotel was that she had a room to herself, no roomies like her school in London, so escaping would be significantly easier. Specially with her father busy, and her sister hanging out with Sabrina. “Bee, you can come out now!” the yellow kwamii flew out twirling.

“Finally, some fresh air. Your bag is so stuffy!” “Sorry Bee, that was only during the flight home. What do you say we go and fly around the city?” “Of course Amber. Lets go.” The little kwamii smiled and with a transformé moi, Amber disappeared and in her place was Queen Bee.

“Well lets go, I’m dying to see my city from the sky.” She extended her wings, opened her window, and leapt into the sky. Making her way to the Eiffel tower.

Fluff Month Day 5 - "Firsts"

- Pairing: Vixen (Alya)/Jade Turtle (Nino)
- “First Kiss”
- sorry, I’m not really sure what names Nino and Alya go by as superheroes, so I just kinda gave them nicknames.

Alya cocked her head at Jade Turtle as he sat across from her. His hands fidgeted nervously in his lap, but Vix was too stunned to notice.

“You want me to what now?” She asked, eyebrows raising.

Jade shrugged his shoulders, his face red with embarrassment.

“You don’t have to. I-I mean, I shouldn’t have asked you it’s just…” Jade sighed, his hands stilling in his lap, “there’s this girl. I really like her, so I asked her out on a date tonight. And if it goes well…”

“You want to practice kissing on me?”

Jade nodded his head nervously, not meeting Vix’s eyes. Vix blinked at Jade for a moment before she burst out laughing, slapping her knee as Jade stared at her in horror.

“W-what?” He asked, face horrorstricken.

“Dude chill out! I’m happy to help you improve your kissing skills to impress that special girl of yours, she sounds cool. But, I have to ask, if you practice for your first kiss with a kiss, doesn’t that defeat the purpose?”

Jade tilted his head in consideration, before sighing dejectedly.

“Ugh it DOES, doesn’t it. Crap.”

Jade flopped back onto the grass in the park, staring up at the gray sky gloomily. Vix felt a twinge of sympathy for her partner. Coincidentally, she had a date tonight as well, and was also hoping for it to go well. So she understood him wanting to practice, to make it perfect. She gave Jade a small smile as she laid down next to him in the grass.

“Hey, you’re going to be fine Jade. Kissing’s not really something you practice anyway, it’s just kind of like…a feeling. Like you just feel so full of emotion that you just DO IT. You know?”

Jade sat up so that he was resting on his elbows, turning to Vix curiously.

“Have you ever kissed anyone?” He asked.

Vix shook her head, smiling widely.

“Nope! I get all my romantic knowledge from cheesy rom-coms you would absolutely die over. I’ve never even had a boyfriend, well, until recently that is. In fact, I’ve got a pretty important date tonight as well.”

Jade raised his eyebrows, smirking down at Vix in the grass.

“Really? Miss Vix has an important date? Who, may I ask, gets the honor of a date with my partner?”

Vix snorted, playfully rolling her eyes at her partner.

“I’m afraid I can’t tell you that, it’s against Ladybug’s rules on keeping our secret identities secret.”

“Pfft,” Jade rolled his eyes as well, “like Ladybug and Chat Noir haven’t already broken all those rules. Their reveal to each other happened AGES ago. Honestly I’m surprised they’ve kept it hidden from us this long.”

Vix grinned, her eyes glittering at the memory.

“Yeah, walking in on those two making out will definitely be something I’ll never forget. I dunno who they are, but they must have had a lot of history together.”

Jade chuckled happily as he laid back down again, bringing his arms back to support his head.

“I’m serious, Jade. I think I’ve been scarred for life,” Vix laughed.

Their laughter slowly faded as the two laid together, staring up at the sky above. Their thoughts wandered, from their other partner’s secret reveal, to their dates tonight, and finally back to where they currently were.

“I should probably go soon, gotta get ready, you know,” Jade sighed, sitting up and adjusting his wrist protectors. “You should go too. It looks like it’s about to rain.”

Vix groaned and sat up as well, brushing herself off and accepting Jade’s hand as he offered it down to her. He pulled her to her feet, and the two exchanged ‘see you laters’ before turning to leave.

“Uh, wait, Vix?” Jade called back to her before she could leave, “Thank you, for trying to help. I hope your date goes well tonight.”

Vix looked back over her shoulder at her partner and gave him a wink.

“Hey, what are friends for? I hope your date goes well too. And that kiss.”

Jade blushed and chuckled, but Vix didn’t hear. She was already swinging back towards her house, and her closet. Her date with Nino wasn’t going to prepare itself!

anonymous asked:

thats so cute omg. a small little upset "no mommy!" ugh i love babies theyre so cute! the lil baby just wants to be taken seriously while all cozy in their bear onesie im so done thats too cute. oh my god what if lena or kara does the whole "what noise does a bear make?"and at first their baby is all down for it but around other people they get all shy or kara tries it when the babys upset and she is UNAMUSED and NOT about it

i’m sorry i just…i had to write it ahhh i was going to combust with the cuteness of this!!

(Elizabeth refuses to take off the bear onesie.)

Kara doesn’t necessarily think it’s a bad thing; she and Elizabeth are having fun chasing each other around the carpet and making mock-growling noises like they’re bears. It would normally be so cute that Lena would let it slide, but it’s just so late.

“Kara, sweetheart,” she says, and it’s supposed to be chiding but, if she’s being honest, it comes out more fond than anything else. “Lizzy still needs to take a bath.”

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These pictures were taken throughout the year and I had several haircuts so I look different on each picture 😅 YOONMINKOOK IS MY HOLY TRINITY CAN I JUST SAY. 

So something about me…………

I’m very small. As in I’m 5 feet flat so I’m basically a midget. I’m very insecure of my body because I’m fat and I’ve been poked fun about it by people (and it seriously sucks). Personality wise, I’m very talkative and hyper. I hate silence, I like making friends and I’m quite shameless so I’m game for dares and challenges. But I can be shy too especially when I meet new people who have a strong/more confident impression and personality than me. I’m very competitive and I hate losing, which is also why I have a short temper (but I promise I’m a sweetheart 🙈). I like to sing, do makeup stuff and make Youtube vidoes. As of the moment, I am very stressed with uni and swamped with school work BUT the semester’s about to end so I’ll have free time soon. YAY! I’ve been in the Korean entertainment world since around 2009 and in the BTS blackhole since 2015 and I’m positive I won’t be getting out anytime soon.

Soooo that’s me……….. lemme see your beautiful faces 

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