ugh so turned on by her

Fights & Forgiveness

Originally posted by marorra

Anon requests: hii!! love your writing! i was just wondering if i could have an imagine where the reader and jughead are dating and where the reader, archie, and jughead have been friends for a long time but they don’t talk to archie as much (because of the falling out between jughead and archie.) and one day maybe jug and her get into a fight and all she wants is to talk to archie about it ? and fluff at the end please! idk if that makes any sense but i thought it would be cute to read. thank you so much!

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Description: After fighting with Jughead, (Y/N) turns to an old friend

Warnings: none

Word count: 919

A/N: ugh guys I’m so sorry I’ve been so inactive this past week and a half.  I’ve had so much to deal with school and music, and i’ve also had a serious case of writer’s block. hopefully I’ll be able to write more stuff soon, and until then, enjoy!


Jughead and I stood at my locker, talking about his novel.

“I just want to investigate a bit more tonight,” he told me as I pulled out my textbook.  “We can go to Pop’s after.”

“That’s fine with me,” I nodded, gently shutting my locker.  “I just don’t know if tonight is good for me.  I have to work on an English project, so I may have to skip out on the sleuthing.”  

“That’s okay,” he shrugged. “I’ll just come to Pop’s when I’m done.” I smiled and nodded, wrapping my arm around his as we began our trek down the school hallway.  Our conversation continued, but Jughead abruptly stopped talking when Archie walked past us.  The atmosphere grew tense for a moment as the two boys locked eyes.  Once he passed, Jughead returned back to normal.

“You know,” I steered away from our conversation topic, “you should talk to him.”

“I know,” Jughead agreed. “But I just… I can’t.  Not yet.”  I nodded in understanding and said nothing more about the subject.  Archie Andrews had been a sensitive topic ever since he flaked on Jughead to go on their road trip.  Even though Archie was one of my closest friends, I knew that because Jughead was my boyfriend, I had to take his side.  Which meant that I barely spoke to Archie anymore.

“So I’ll see you tonight?” I confirmed once Jughead and I stopped in front of my classroom.  He smiled and nodded.

“Of course.”


I arrived at Pop’s at around five o’clock, knowing that Jughead would come a bit later.  Pulling out my English binder, I began to work on my project.  

I finished the project three hours later, and Jughead had still not shown up.  Worriedly, I checked my phone for what felt like the millionth time. My leg bounced with anticipation as I drummed my fingers against the diner table, my eyes never leaving the entrance.  Jughead was almost always late to our dates, but never by this much.  I was about to call him when my phone buzzed.  Quickly, I unlocked it and checked my messages. Jughead had just texted me:

Sorry, sleuthing went late.  Not gonna make it to Pop’s tonight

Frustrated, I packed up my things and immediately left the diner.


“What the hell?” I stomped up to Jughead the next morning at school.  He looked at me with wide eyes.

“What?” he asked.

“Why the hell weren’t you at Pop’s last night?” I clarified, clenching my teeth.

“I told you, I was investigating.”

“That’s what you always say!” I furiously flung my hands.

“Because that’s what it always is,” he retorted.  “What, do you think I’m cheating on you?”

“No!” I yelled.

“Then why are you getting so worked up over this?”

“Because you always do this to me,” I seethed.  “You say you’re gonna investigate the murder but promise to meet me at the diner later, and every time I fall for it.  Every night I sit and wait for hours in the diner for you, but you never show up.  Do you know how pathetic that makes me look?”

“If you’re so upset about what people think about you, then don’t bother waiting for me at Pop’s!” Jughead retaliated.

“Trust me, I won’t,” I scoffed and stormed off.


That night, I sat in my room, toying with my phone.  My finger hovered over the call button, just wanting to talk and apologize.  Finally, I built up the courage and pressed the green button.

“Hello?” he asked confusedly.

“Hey, Archie,” I sniffled. “Can we talk?”

“And now I don’t know what to do.  Should I talk to him?  Or should I wait for him to talk to me?” I finished crying about what happened between me and Jughead.  Archie and I sat at a booth in Pop’s.  When I called him, I explained why I hadn’t been talking to him recently.  With complete understanding, Archie offered to meet me at the diner and catch up.

“I mean, he’s the one in the wrong here,” he shrugged.  “If he’s not gonna come up to you and apologize, it’s not worth it.”

“I just…” I stifled a sob, “I just don’t want to lose him over this.  We’ve been through so much.”

“He’ll come,” Archie assured me.  “I promise.” I smiled at my friend, happy to have him back in my life.  Our conversation drifted to more casual topics, such as school and Archie’s music. Suddenly, the bell on the diner door jingled, signaling that a new customer had entered.  I didn’t look up, but I did once the newcomer approached our table.  

It was Jughead.

“I’m sorry,” he said, looking between me and Archie.

“To who?” I inquired sharply.

“Well… both of you,” he sighed, “but Archie already knows.”  I sent a puzzled look towards Archie, causing him to nod.  

“How?”

“He came up to me,” Archie answered on behalf of Jughead, “right after your fight.  He apologized for not talking to me, and I apologized for flaking on our road trip.”

“(Y/N), I’m so sorry,” Jughead apologized again.  “I’ve been so invested in investigating Jason’s murder that I’ve completely neglected our relationship.”

“Jug…” I trailed off, unable to finish my sentence.  Instead, I stood up, wrapped my arms around his neck, and kissed him.  He smiled into the kiss, and we pulled away after a minute.

“So that means you forgive me?” he asked with a smile etched on his face.  I grinned and pecked his lips.

“Of course.”

So like Arianna Dumbledore is an Obsurus, right? I mean it would totally make sense. In Deathly Hallows Aberforth describes Arianna’s powers “turning inward” and “exploding out of her” after the muggle boys attacked her. It would also make sense as to why Grindlewald knows so much about them, as he would have witnesses first hand the power of an Obsurus while he a Dumbledore were friends.

Ugh this is such a good movie to make us think like this again! I feel like a kid again, wondering what will happen next!!!

I know all I can do right now is talk about the Renora scene on the airship but can we please talk about the renora scene on the airship? But most importantly..REN’S EXPRESSIONS. 

When he first looks at her, he looks a little unsure but then his face gradually turns into a soft expression. 

It’s like Ren made the realization that he loves Nora (although, he probably realized that earlier when Nora pushed him under the building…or earlier than that but it’s now more apparent that the Grimm that killed his parents is dead and that’s A LOT off his shoulders and mind). 

AND THEN HE STARTS MOVING HIS HAND TO HOLD HER HAND AND UGH THIS SCREENCAP DOESN’T DO ENOUGH TO CAPTURE HIS GROWING SMILE. ONE MILLION BLESSINGS TO THE ANIMATION TEAM FOR SAYING SO MUCH WITH JUST THE TINIEST LITTLE MOVEMENTS OF HIS FACE.

NORA’S INITIAL REACTION IS SO PURE AND CUTE AND EVERYTHING I EVER NEEDED. (And Ren’s face is just…wow…have you ever seen him more serene with the world because I haven’t)

And then Ren puts his hand on-top of Nora’s and Nora holds up his hand and I can just see her examining it like “he really put his hand on my hand”. The way they readjust their hands just kills me in the best way. 

NORA’S EXPR/ESSION HERE IS EVEN PURER THAN THAT LAST ONE AND IT JUST SCREAMS “REALLY?”. Like, she’s looking at him to make sure what’s happening is really happening…that he might have the same feelings for her that she’s felt for him for so many years. 

AND HE JUST CONFIRMS EVERYTHING SHE’S THINKING (AND HE /KNOWS/ SHE’S THINKING) BY GIVING A LITTLE NOD/CLOSING HIS EYES. 

THAT LOOK RIGHT THERE I WILL TALK ABOUT THIS LOOK ALL DAMN DAY, WEEK, YEAR, AND CENTURY. THAT IS LOOK IS LOVE.

I thought this entire scene did an amazing job of developing their relationship and taking it beyond being close friends/crushes with just the smallest details in the animation. A kiss would have amazing and gladly accepted, but I thought their expressions and body language did soooo much more than what a kiss could have done here (besides, there’s plenty more time for kisses in the next volume ;)). 

B99 + Bartender AU: in which Amy makes a habit of ranting to the bartender (about her terrible day, her last awful date, the patriarchy), and Jake takes it upon himself to try to make her smile.

“What’ll it be?”
Ugh, surprise me. I’m drinking to forget.”
“Bad break up?”
“I got an 89 on an exam.” 

That’s how it starts. Jake’s so intrigued, and the bar’s empty enough, that he sticks around to chat. He tells himself it’s just for a couple minutes, just enough to find out if this girl is for real. – Turns out she is, and turns out he’s smitten.

Sex Bingo

So I’m still playing my slutty Half-Orc Grag, who is currently playing Sex-Bingo with all the races. She’s got all the normal races with about half ticked off in one column, and a second column for bonus races (angels, demons and anything shaggable she encounters, i.e. the Sorcerer’s magic house). There’s this one awful creepy old dude who’s a recurring NPC and even my Half-Orc won’t shag him. She once punched him in the nose and he’s been basically in love with her ever since - Oh he’s called Hershal. I was absent for one session and they went on an adventure without me. On my return…

Grag: So what happened?

*Party looks at each other*

Tiefling Fighter: Remember Hershal?

Grag: Ugh, yeah, I remember him.

Tiefling Fighter: Turns out …he’s an Angel.

Grag: What? But he’s all gross and old and -

Tiefling Fighter: Yeah no, he transformed and it turns out he’s amazingly attractive and brave and strong and stuff…

Grag: *Looking at sex bingo* I DIDN’T HAVE AN ANGEL. I COULD’VE HAD AN ANGEL! Wait, this isn’t over, where is he?

*Party looks at each other again*

Dragonborn Cleric: He charged into a one way portal to the Abyss and sealed it behind him.

We did eventually get to the Abyss ourselves and found Hershal. Turns out time moves differently in there and he’s now back to being old, gross and smelly again. Grag was too depressed to even comment.

I fucking hate tumblr right now. When a popular youtuber is said to be “kidnapped, and abused” everyone filps their shit trying to help them. And yes that was honorable. Even if it turned out to be false.
BUT THEN
When another youtuber OBVIOUSLY has something going on and needs help. All that you see are posts ENCOURAGING her. This website is so fucking. UGH i can’t even begin to comprehend.
Im just
So
Pissed

Stupid

So uh. Yeah. This is a thing. That I wrote. AND YEAH IT TOOK ME A COUPLE HOURS TO FINISH WHICH PISSED MYSELF OFF CAUSE EVERYTHING ELSE IS A STRUGGLE AND THIS??? LITERALLY CAME SO EASY TO ME??? What. What. WHAT. Ugh. Anyway. Yeah, so I EMBARRASSED MYSELF WRITING THIS SO WARNING. Something hella embarrassing happens in this and if you feel any form of social awkwardness from movies and/or books, just… Just be prepared man. On the plus side, THIS WAS SO FUN TO WRITE MAN. (But the ending kinda sucks so sorry not sorry, I TRIED OKAY.) 

Tags: @allaboutdatcalum (bc she requested this… In a way. ^-^ I AM GRATEFUL, THIS TURNED OUT FAB, hopefully), @fuckyeahbulletclub (bc she is my boo boo af AND I LOVE HER AND I HOPE SHE LOVES THIS we were talking about it all day today bc I WAS SO EXCITED FOR IT) and lastly tagging @hardcorewwetrash (bc Seth is the love of her life and??? She’s my bae??) 

Warnings: NSFW, lots of cursing, insults, masturbation, sexy times,  uh. Yeah. That’s. That’s it. My warnings. BUT YEAH SO YEAH. And it’s also pretty fluffy fluff Sethie poo cause. Come on. He’s a toughie but. He’s a real sweetie pie, like come on. COME ON.

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You stormed past the gorilla, huffing angrily. Screw Stephanie and her stupid ‘surprises’. You could already hear his angry steps following behind you, as if this had actually been your fault. “What the fuck was that bullshit?” He didn’t care who was around to hear. Of course he didn’t. With his stupid ego being inflated to the size of freakin’ jupiter, who could stop him? You subtly put your middle finger up in the air, feeling the annoyance drip from him without even having to turn your head.

To say you and Seth didn’t get along was an understatement. You slammed the door open to Stephanie’s office, anger radiating off your every bone. You kindly slammed your hands down onto her desk, glaring at the smirk that had risen up on her lips.

“What the fu-” The door slammed open yet again, revealing the “man.” Yeah, more like the hairball you pull out of a shower clog. He pointed his stupid finger at me, taking the words right out of my mouth. “She made me look like a bitch out there.” You scoffed loudly, rolling you eyes.

I didn’t do anything. It wasn’t my fault you were distracted.” Stephanie had us both assigned for a surprise tag team match. While you had known about it all week, you didn’t know it was with shower rat. Long story short, we had started arguing in the ring, and while his back was turned, well.. He got pinned, bringing us a loss. “Besides. You always look like a bitch. I did you a favor, now you actually have an excuse for getting your ass handed to you.” You huffed out, forcing yourself to sit in one of the chairs placed in front of the desk.

“Oh fuck you, you conceited little princess.” You could feel his eyes glaring holes into the back of your head. You whipped your head around, hating the way the nickname fell off his lips, flipping him off yet again.

“Fuck you, you’re the one who can’t get his head out of his own damn ass!” You screeched back, without even rising from your sitting position. He stormed his way over to you, waggling that gloved finger in my face. Before he was able to comment, you interrupted him. “You know, you look like an even bigger ass wearing those stupid gloves all the time.” You turned in your chair, the back of your head facing him.

Sit down,” Ice came from Stephanie’s lips. If anyone was tired of our bickering, it was her. You felt a slight pressure on my head, before watching Rollins sit in the seat besides me. You stared, mouth agape.

“He just flicked me!” You spoke, glaring at Seth yet again, to which his response was sticking his tongue out at me. What was he, 4? On the plus side, your middle finger was getting a lot of action time today.


“Oh, shut up, I barely touched you, ya big baby.” He scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest, before leaning back in the chair. You opened your mouth to speak yet again, but stopped at hearing Stephanie clear her throat. It was honestly like a mother scolding her children.

“The audience loves you,” she spoke, rearranging some papers that were scattered on her desk. “They seem to think there’s some sort of underlying sexual tension with the two of you. They want to see more, and that’s what I plan on giving them.” She held back a chuckle, both of our jaws dropping open. You pointed a finger at your chest, finally working up the nerves to actually speak.

“Like I ever would! I have a type, and it’s definitely not the ungroomed poodle of a man sitting next to me.” His eyes flew towards you.

“What the fuck does that even mean?” You watched as Stephanie placed her head between hands, her fingers rubbing circles into her temple. You stood from your seat, moving to leave as Seth continued to lean back. As you moved for the door, you pulled back on Seth’s chair, causing him to collapse. The corners of your lips lifted as you held back a laugh. You ran out the door, giggling at the sound of your name being yelled followed by many curse words.

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Sexual tension? With that freak? You sat at the hotel bar, eyeballing the way Seth interacted with the other wrestlers on the roster. Your thoughts were interrupted by a gentle tap to your shoulder and a flurry of purple hair. You smiled up at your friend, moving your chair towards the one she now sat in. Her words blurred together as your thoughts swam with the possibility of Seth freakin’ Rollins. You closed your eyes, shaking your head a bit, before focusing attention back on what Sasha was saying to you.

“I’m sorry, what?” She finished beforehand, looking at you for a form of response, to which you could not give. She sighed dramatically, chuckling a bit before speaking again.

I said, a few of us are going up to Seth’s room to play some games. Now, I know the two of you don’t get along so great, but do you wanna come with?” You scoffed a bit before smiling back at her. You knew this hadn’t been Rollins idea and the only reason he would even allow it was because it was Sasha. You quickly shook your head, looking back down at the little bit of alcohol still left in your cup before chugging it down. You placed your hand on the one she had stretched out on the table, smiling sweetly at her.

“Thank you, but no. I’m still dead from earlier.” After your tag team match with ‘The Man,’ you had another match with the one and only Nia Jax. While you came out unharmed, really it wasn’t all that rough of a match for you, you could still get away with using it as an excuse. You had just barely been able to hold her for a pin, winning the match, but she still got some punches in on you. She nodded, a smile bubbling up to her lips, as she stood from the bar.

“Well, if you change your mind, he’s in room number 604. Just, if you do, please no fighting.” You laughed lightly, waving your hand. You were most likely not even going to go. You eyes flickered over to the area where the other’s had been standing, making eye contact with a certain someone. His eyes lingered on yours for a few, breathtaking seconds before looking away. Your heart stopped, your thoughts of him becoming more and more intimate by the second. You rubbed your thighs together, feeling your arousal grow. You handed the bartender a 20, smiling back at him, your eyes yet again falling on Seth, who’s eyes had been trailing after you.

You sighed a bit, grabbing your purse and walking off towards the elevator. This couldn’t be happening. Nope, it wasn’t. You refused to be attracted to that over-confident, egotistical, sexy, mouth-watering, no, no stop it. You held back a moan as you could almost feel his chest pressing against yours, that thick, hairy chest. And those lips, god, sucking on your clit, his beard rubbing against your thighs. You let out a light whimper as the elevator doors finally opened, stepping in, and pressing repeatedly on the ‘close door’ button. You were so close. So close.

A hand found itself between the doors, pushing them open. Oh god. Oh god, please no, not right now. Your eyes met with his once again, as he muttered a quick sorry before stepping in. The elevator ride up was painfully quiet. You looked over, catching a glimpse of Seth licking his lips slightly, and god, that tongue. Your eyes immediately shot forward, focusing on the number lighting up one by one. Why did you have to be on the 5th floor, why? You begun to tap your foot impatiently, feeling his attention switch to you. Your eyes burned holes in the switchboard, your features showing joy as finally, finally the number 5 lit up.

As to not make a scene, you walked quickly off the elevator, mumbling a small ‘excuse me,’ as you passed through. You refused to turn around even when you heard him speak.

“S-see you later,” he stuttered out, starting off proudly and fading into a whisper. “Shit.” He cursed at himself softly, the doors closing behind you. You dug the small hotel key quickly from your pocket, hands shaking as you tried to get the stupid thing to fit in the goddamn slit.

The second you got the door opened, you threw your phone onto the bed, throwing down the rest of your things, and hitching the dress you had been wearing up your thighs. The panties, that had now been soaked through, had been tossed to the side as you made yourself comfortable on your bed. You grabbed for your phone, looking through your contacts and finding Seth’s. You opened a new message, typing a very detailed paragraph of the want, the need you had for him at the moment.

You scoffed as you finished, deleting the entirety of the message. Like he would actually feel the same. Your phone fell to your side on the bed. Biting your lip, you moved your fingers down to your dripping core. You maneuvered a bit, allowing yourself to release a moan when your fingers delved in.

“Shit,” you cursed out, curling your fingers whilst moving them in and around. “Please, Seth,” You whimpered out his name, another moan leaping past your lips. You could already feel the bubble forming, the thoughts you had been having earlier already assisting with your orgasm. You felt your pussy clench around your own fingers as you found yourself thrusting rougher, trying to imagine them being replaced with Seth’s much larger ones. You let out a moan louder than the ones before, Seth’s name becoming like a chant on your lips as the bubble finally burst. You whimpered lightly as your fingers slowed, relishing in your orgasm. You removed your fingers, standing up to wash the leftover juices off your hand.

You quickly changed into the small silk nightgown you had brought with you, still feeling the sex appeal from earlier. Why not be sexy for your damn self, especially after being able to pleasure yourself. Your eyes flickered to your phone, the screen lighten up. Your eyebrows furrowed together as you grabbed it.

7 minutes and 32 seconds into a call. With Seth. Freakin’. Rollins. Oh god. No, no no. You fumbled with your phone, cursing into the air as you hit the end call button. “No, no, no, no, no,” you muttered, looking for that goddamn pair of sweats, scrambling to throw them on your bare legs. You grabbed your key card, ripping the door open. You slammed repeatedly on the elevator button, cursing the slow thing.  Faster, faster, faster COME ON. The room number Sasha had told you earlier became a chant in your head, flying out as soon as the elevator doors opened on floor 6. The second you had found the room number, your panicked knocks started, a sigh of relief passing your lips as Xavier opened the door.

“Huh? I thought you weren’t com-” You pushed past him walking over to where Seth, Sasha, Roman and the rest of the New Day sat, panic struck on your face. He was fiddling with his phone. About to click the voicemail you had just left him. He turned staring at you, lifting his phone up to show you.

I accidentally just left you a voice message that you weren’t supposed to hear, please delete it,” you spoke rushed. He raised an eyebrow, looking down at the phone with a smirk. “No, don’t listen to it, wait!” You tackled him, grabbing for the phone. With your combined effort, not only was the message now playing, but it was also on speaker phone. The sound of your moans filled the hotel room. Silence. You could hear a pin drop. You buried your face in your hands.

Just as you thought it couldn’t get any worse. It did. You heard Seth’s name be uttered through the phone. Why wasn’t he stopping the stupid message, why, why did it have to be him. As the moaning finally died down, the message becoming a blur of your footsteps, you lifted your head. Everyone was avoiding eye contact with you. A quick, “holy shit,” was tossed your way courtesy of Xavier Woods himself. “You’re telling me,” Big E. You sniffled a bit, immediately turning around and running out the door. You avoided the elevator, deciding on taking the stairs back down to your room.

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A few minutes felt like hours. The second you had entered your room, you collapsed to your bed, the tears you had been holding in now falling down your cheeks. This had easily been the worst night of your entire existence. You sniffled at the sound of the quiet knocking, mumbling a quiet ‘go away,’ into your pillow. The knocking became louder. You lifted yourself from your pillow, another ‘go away,’ only this time louder. You stood up angrily when the knocking continued, ripping open the door. “I said go awa-” you froze. You had expected it to be Sasha or Xavier or both. Standing in front of you was the man of the hour, Mr. Seth Rollins himself. You quickly wiped at your cheeks. “W-what do you want?” You mumbled.

“I have been waiting for this for so long now.” A smile bubbled onto his lips. His eyebrows furrowed together, looking at your tear stained cheeks. “Y-you’re crying.” Back to stuttering again. You glared angrily at him, not even caring about the tears cascading down your face anymore.

“Come to gloat? You win, you finally made me, the girl you hate so much, cry. And you didn’t even have to lift a stupid finger.” He looked stunned, his face souring, as he tried to stutter together some form of excuse. She moved to slam the door on him, his hand quickly catching it, following her into the room. “Why are you following me, get ou-” His lips fell against yours, causing your entire body to freeze. The tears in your eyes stopped, the remainder still running down your cheeks.

“Just listen to me,” he spoke, using the padding of his thumb to gently rub at your cheeks. He chuckled softly at your frozen expression. “You’re stubborn as all hell. You piss me off at least a thousand times per day. You challenge me constantly, you never stop to listen to what anyone else has to say, and lastly-”

“I really don’t need to be insulted right now, you insufferable as-” you stopped talking again, pouting when he sent you a glare.

“Lastly, you’re the most beautiful person I have ever seen in my life,” Your heart felt like it would explode. Butterflies fluttered around in your stomach. Your eyes went wide, as his fingers continued to rub on your face, one hand cupping your cheek. You felt yourself lean into his touch.

“I don’t know when it happened. I don’t even know how it happened. But I am in love with you. I’m in love with your stubborn streak, your insults, the way your eyebrows furrow when you can’t think of a comeback, your fucking… Sailor mouth,” he moved to place a gentle kiss onto your stunned lips, stopping at hovering over them. His words became a whisper on your lips. “Just say the word, and I’m yours.” You nodded a bit, pushing your lips onto his in a small, loving kiss. His forehead rested against yours gentle as you pulled away, basking in the glow of the smile that had now lit up your face.

You wrapped your arms around his neck lovingly, pulling him back in for another kiss before he had the chance to run that stupid mouth of his again. This kiss burned more passionately than the one before, a moan slipping past your lips as his hands found your ass, massaging it in his hands. He placed a small smack to one of the cheeks, signaling you to jump. You did as told, wrapping your legs around his waist. He moved over to the bed, pulling your sweatpants off the moment he had laid you down. You made quick work of pulling off the nightie you had been wearing, as Seth worked on pulling off his shirt, leaving him in his loose grey sweat pants. You bit down on your lip, trying your hardest not to moan at just the sight of him. He, however, did not exhibit the same control, groaning deeply at the sight of your naked body in front of him.

“Look at you,” his eyes darkened over, tugging off his own sweatpants. Your eyes widened at the size of him, god, you could see why he had such a huge ego. “Just, fuck,” he mumbled out, his body hovering over yours, his eyes burning into yours. “Look at you.” His lips found yours, meshing together like they were made for each other, like you were made for each other. You let out a light moan as his hands began to drift down your body, lightly tracing over every inch of skin.

“Seth,” you whimpered out, his eyes shooting to yours. He let out a small groan at the sound of his name falling past your lips. “Please,” You were begging. Shit. He had actually gotten you to beg. For him. His fingers found your core easily, rubbing small circles against your swollen clit.

“Y’gotta tell me what you want princess,” he mumbled, staring down at the way your body shook, for him, All for him. Another moan passed your lips, as you felt his member pressing against your thigh.

“Your tongue, please, Seth, ple- shit!” You hissed as his tongue made contact with your folds, bucking into his mouth. You were still sensitive from your earlier lone session, and the way his beard was rubbing against your thighs as he ate you out was orgasmic. Your fingers tangled in his curly mane, pressing his face closer to your core. He tongue removed itself as his lips suckled around your clit, one of his fingers, his thick, manly fingers slipping into you. Without warning, you found yourself in a state of blissful orgasm, one hand being used to hold your hips down, while the other continued curling inside of you.

The second you had come down from your high, his fingers were removed, his mouth finding yours in a heated kiss. You moaned against his lips as you tasted yourself on his lips. He buried his face into the crook of your neck, placing small, loving kisses and nibbles to it. He held your hips tightly, painfully so, as he slipped his cock into your heat. You let out a small whimper of his name as he groaned yours out.

“Fuck,” he groaned out, completely sheathing himself inside. He stopped his movements the second he was completely buried inside.

His eyes watched your face with a hint of worry. “need you to tell me you’re okay,” he whispered, worrying that he had hurt you. You nodded quickly, moving your hips against his. A deep groan filled your ears. “ ‘m not gonna last long,” you placed your lips against his in a sloppy kiss as his thrusts became rougher, deeper. There was no way you were going to last much longer, your pussy already being overly sensitive. A knot began to form again, your breath being taken away with each thrust.

You leaned your head down a bit, taking in the sight of his cock disappearing into your pussy with each thrust. The sight itself pulled you closer to the edge. You whispered Seth’s name, his attention being drawn back to you. He threw you a small smile, your heart beating out of your chest.

“Gotta cum for me baby,” he grunted back at you, placing a quick, sloppy kiss to your lips. “Gotta feel this beautiful pussy come around me.” Light bites were now being placed on the outside of your neck. A rough bite was placed below your chin, which brought you to the edge. With a loud almost scream like moan, you felt the knot loosen. Your orgasm brought forth Seth’s, his hips stuttering and your walls clenched around him. When the both of your pleasure had died down, his body fell to your side, his arms immediately taking you in and pulling you close.

You ran your fingers over his cheek, brushing back some of the hair that had fallen in his face. His nose brushed against yours gently as he leaned in to gently kiss your lips. Before it could get anymore heated however, you heard someone clearing their throat. You looked over, letting out a screech before pulling the sheets to cover yourself.

“U-uh, so, I’m glad you’re not killing each other,” Sasha had her hands covering over Roman’s, while Roman had used his own hands to cover Sasha’s eyes. “Gotta admit, I did not expect this, but, whatever floats your boat brotha.” Seth grunted back at Roman, looking down at your now red face. You mouthed a quick ‘I’m sorry’ his way.

“This isn’t just because of the voicemail, right?” Sasha asked, irritation in her voice. “ ‘Course it isn’t, didn’t ya know. Dude loves her.” Roman replied before either of you could get a word in. The two of them began to conversate, Sasha throwing in a ‘what?! Since when,’ and Roman explaining the time Seth came up to him asking for advice, before going with the exact opposite of what he told Seth to do.

“Guys!” Seth spoke up, his arms tightening around your waist. “Can you give us a second?” Both members of the newly joined party nodded, their steps shifting back towards the door before slamming it closed behind him. You groaned, leaning into Seth’s chest, moving as he chuckled.

“I’m never going to live this stupid message down, am I?” You rest your head, listening to his heart beat, your fingers tracing gentle shapes into it.

“You know me so well,” You looked up, seeing his infamous smirk sprawled across his stupid face. You gently hit his chest, a giggle leaving your lips as he faked being injured.

“You ass,” you complained. Your phone dinged next to you, lighting the screen up with ‘The Boss.’ I’m gonna room with Ro for the night. Text me in the morning. You owe me breakfast!!! You smiled up at Seth, placing a loving kiss to his chest, before telling him he was allowed to stay. He took your face gently in his hands, kissing the tip of your nose.

“I love you,” his voice was deep, filled with a sense of pride. You smiled gently, kissing the palm of his hand.

“I love you too,” You basked in the moment, silence overtaking the room as his hands traced circles around your waist.

“Hey babe,” you threw a quick ‘hmm,’ his way, your eyes still watching the way his chest rose and fell with each breath he took. “How can I make a voicemail my ringtone?” You glared up at him, before taking the pillow next to you and smacking his face with it. The sound of your laughter filled the room and he grabbed your wrists yet again, pulling you underneath his form. He playfully nipped and kissed at your cheeks and lips, the laughter dying down a bit.

“You’re stupid,” you managed to sneak out before his hands went to tickling your sides lovingly. He was egotistical, huge-headed, had a bit of a temper problem, he pissed you off more than a few times daily, yet he was quite possibly the sweetest most tender person in the world. What more could a girl want?

pexxastar-official  asked:

Hello ? i've been feeling little bit down lately .. cause i was told my Original Attack on Titan Character was told to be a Mary-Sue because of her hair color .... that is modern bright red ... i mean i don't saw anyone in the anime having a red hair i don't if its possible to have red hair in that world.. can't talk about that with my parents they won't understand :(

Ugh, hair color does not make a Mary sue! The term Mary sue has turned into “I hate your female OC just because” anyway. So try not to worry about it too much! How about you show me your OC? I’d love to see her! I mean, sure having bright red hair would be a bit hard in the snk setting, but if you want it like that, why the fuck not? Some people want their characters to fit in more and others prefer them to stick out!

Young God, Chapter 21

Well, here you go. (Hiccup’s hairstyle courtesy of one @funkytoes beautiful art)

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Things Jack and Lardo have experienced as Best Bros (based off my own life experiences):

  • “You two would make such a cute couple!” Ugh.
  • Does Lardo correct this person who assumed Jack is female, or continue to let them call him a her?
  • Being each other’s wingman is so much easier than trying to wingman for someone of the same gender.
    • Bonus, when Lardo chats up a girl for Jack and it turns out she’s not interested in men, Lardo’s already started the conversation for herself.
  • “Are you sure you’re not attracted to him/her?”
  • Using each other to get estranged family off the “Do you have a girlfriend/boyfriend yet?” bandwagon.
    • Especially once Lardo officially knows, but Jack and Bitty aren’t ready to tell the whole world yet.
    • Lardo is totally Jack’s beard for a few years.
  • “You only have a male best friend because you want to be the ‘cool chick’”
  • Jack asks Lardo for advice on literally every article of clothing he buys. Even his underwear. They’re fucking black boxers, Jack. You can’t go wrong with black boxers.
  • Jack has been a test run for Lardo’s dates so many times it’s basically like they’ve dated already.
  • When Lardo is actually dating someone, Jack is so torn between being in “my best friend is finally getting laid” mode and “I must protect her from having her heart broken” mode.
  • No one understands their relationship, but none of that matters because having a best friend who happens to have different genitals doesn’t mean the friendship itself is any different.

I am SO mad about the Moriarty flashback. Like when I saw him come on screen, I paused the show, and jumped up and down and ran into my sisters room, turned on her light and started yelling about how much I missed Moriarty and that he wasn’t actually dead all to learn it was a flashback!!! Ugh, Moriarty-baiting much?

The way that Jemma has her arms around Catherine and Catherine is holding onto Jemma’s arms and Jemma has her chin on Catherine’s shoulder and Catherine’s face is turned towards her and they’re both smiling and ugh

Different Views

Fandom while reading ACOTAR: “Ugh, Rhysand is such a tool I hope he gets                                                           what’s comin to him. Trying to mistreat                                                                         Feyre and still her from Tamlin.”

Fandom while reading ACOMAF: “Rhysand you murder him for doing that to                                                                   her you big beautiful god that is a gift                                                                    from above. You show him who is boss.”


It just Amazes me how Sarah J Maas can turn her whole fan base from hating someone so much, to wanting to marry them in real life. 

Uncle Hayes

Request: so sinc hayes just met his niece can you do an imagine about him and yn meeting her and being all fluffy and cute and ugh he’s just so cute with her

a/n; ohmygosh, I literally died when I saw the picture of him with Eloise, so cute!

Word Count: 905

Pairing: Hayes Grier X Reader


Y/N’s P.O.V

“Babe, you’re more excited than I am and I’m the one who’s related to her.” Hayes laughed, pulling to a stop in Will’s driveway. “I know, but, I don’t know okay. Babies are my weakness.” I responded, as he turned the car off, “oh, I see how it is.” He joked, I leaned over the center console, kissing his cheek. “I guess you’re pretty great too.” I remarked, before stepping out of the car. 

“Jeanne!” I smiled when she opened the door, I was so lucky that I got along with all of Hayes’ family, they’re like my second family, and I love that. “Hi, guys.” She opened the door letting us come in, Hayes went over to greet Will, while I sneakily got to meet Eloise first. “Can I hold her?” I asked Jeanne as Hayes and Will talked about who knows what. “Of course.” She nodded and I instantly leaned down and picked Eloise up off of her spot on the couch, pillows surrounding her so she couldn’t fall off. 

“Hello Sweetheart.” I cooed down at the still very young and fragile baby, I placed my finger by her hand and she latched onto it. I looked up and made an ‘in awe’ face at Jeanne and she nodded in agreement, “she’s adorable.” I told her, pulling the blanket up a little bit to cover her better. I could feel Hayes glaring at me, I turned and looked at him, “you took too long.” I told him simply, nonetheless, walking closer to him so he could get a good look at her. 

“Hey, Will.” I smiled finally greeting him, he smiled. “She likes you.” He informed me, looking down at the very peaceful baby, she wasn’t sleeping but she just laid there, enjoying being held. I looked at Hayes, asking him if he wanted to hold her, and he nodded instantly. I let him take her from me, watching as he knew exactly what to do, and to make sure her head wasn’t just hanging there. 

It felt like my heart was exploding from the cuteness of seeing my boyfriend with a baby, let alone his niece. He looked down at her as if she was the most precious thing he’s ever seen, which I’m sure she was, aside from when Skylynn was her age. 

I watched him sit down and pull his phone out to get a picture, Will was in the background. 

I started talking with Jeanne as the boys had now moved on from the baby, she was laying in her crib down the hall, fast asleep. Hayes and Will were downstairs playing video games, I laughed to myself as Jeanne said something. You would think I had met her hundreds of times before, we act like it, but really I’ve only met her twice before this. And I know it means a lot to Hayes that I get along with his brother’s wife. So I know that he’s happy that when we’re with them he doesn’t have to stay with me so it isn’t awkward. 

Jeanne got distracted by the sound of Eloise crying over the baby monitor. “I could get her if you want?” I offered, knowing she must be tired, having a two month old is hard, even if it’s as good a baby as Eloise is. “If you don’t mind.” She answered, I nodded with a smile, before I stood up and made my way down to Eloise’s nursery. 

Just as I was making my way back to the living room with the now calm baby, Hayes and Will were making their way upstairs to go get pizza for dinner. I went ahead of them and made it out of the not so cramped hallway. “I’ll be right back, baby.” Hayes told me as Will grabbed his car keys, I couldn’t help but let a small smile make it’s way onto my face as Hayes kissed my forehead, his hands cupping my cheeks like he always does. 

I swear that I heard a phone camera go off but I shook it off and said bye to Hayes before he walked out the door. “You can lay her back down in her pop up pin if you want.” Jeanne told me, looking up from her phone, I shook my head, looking down at the sleeping baby. “No, I’d actually like to keep holding her.” I responded, sitting down softly on the couch. 

I unlocked my phone as it buzzed with a notification. “Instagram: @jeanthang tagged you in a photo.” I smiled when it popped up on my phone, a picture of Hayes and I from just a minute ago, Eloise easily being seen in between us. “Uncle Hayes & Y/N came to visit Eloise!” With a heart emoji was the caption, I liked it and took a screen shot of the picture. 

***

“Dear god, she looks angry in all of these.” Hayes mumbled to me as we laid in the hotel room, “that ones cute.” I pointed to the one with Will in the background. “Yeah.” He agreed, opening Instagram to see the picture of us, he tried to hide it but he smiled at the picture, he did the same as me and took a screen shot. “Love you babe.” He mumbled, knowing very well that I was watching him, “love you.” I told him, kissing his shoulder area since that’s where my head was. 

Finally convinced my SO who has no interest in manga or anime to watch Bleach:

SO: Ugh, please don’t tell me that ditzy chick is a main character? I’m gonna quit watching right now if she is… (talking about Orihime)

Me: Yeah, Ichigo actually marries her at the end of the manga.

SO: … You’re kidding? Turn it off. Him and Rukia totally got it going on.

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How Far I’ll Go

From Moana

Lyrics from “Moana”
Music and lyrics by Lin-Manuel Miranda and Mark Mancina
Performed by Auli'i Cravalho as Moana


I’ve been standing at the edge of the water
Long as I can remember
Never really knowing why
I wish I could be the perfect daughter
But I come back to the water
No matter how hard I try

Every turn I take
Every trail I track
Every path I make
Every road leads back 
To the place I know
Where I cannot go
Where I long to be


See the light where the sky meets the sea
It calls me
No one knows how far it goes
If the wind in my sail on the sea stays behind me
One day I’ll know
If I go there’s just no telling how far I’ll go

I know everybody on this island
Seems so happy on this island
Everything is by design
I know everybody on this island
Has a role on this island
So maybe I could roll with mine

I can lead with pride
I can make us strong
I’ll be satisfied if I play along
But the voice inside sings a different song
What is wrong with me

See the light as it shines on the sea
It’s blinding
But no one knows how deep it goes
And it seems like it’s calling out to me
So come find me
And let me know
What’s beyond that line
Will I cross that line

See the light where the sky meets the sea
It calls me
And no one knows how far it goes
If the wind in my sail on the sea stays behind me
One day I’ll know
How far I’ll go


How Far I’ll Go (Reprise)

There’s a line where the sky meets the sea
And it calls me
But no one knows how far it goes
All the time wondering where I need to be
Is behind me
I’m on my own
To worlds unknown

Every turn I take
Every trail I track
Is a choice I make
Now I can’t turn back
From the great unknown
Where I go alone
Where I long to be

See her light up the night and the sea
She calls me
Yes, I know that I can go
There’s a moon in the sky
And the wind is behind me
Soon I’ll know
How far I’ll go


I Am Moana (Song of the Ancestors)

Performed by Auli'i Cravalho (Moana) & Rachel House (Gramma Tala)


(Gramma Tala): I know a girl from an island
She stands apart from the crowd
She loves the sea and her people
She makes her whole family proud

Sometimes the world seems against you
The journey may leave a scar
But scars can heal and reveal just
Where you are

The people you love will change you
The things you have learned will guide you
And nothing on Earth can silence
The quiet voice still inside you
And when that voice starts to whisper
Moana, you’ve come so far
Moana, listen
Do you know who you are?

(Moana): Who am I?
I am the girl who loves my island
I’m the girl who loves the sea


It calls me

I am the daughter of the village chief
We are descended from voyagers
Who found their way across the world

They call me

I’ve delivered us to where we are
I have journeyed farther
I am everything I’ve learned and more

Still it calls me

And the call isn’t out there at all
It’s inside me


It’s like the tide, always falling and rising

I will carry you here in my heart
You’ll remind me

That come what may, I know the way
I am Moana!


Know Who You Are

Performed by Auli'i Cravalho, Matthew Ineleo, Olivia Foai, Opetaia Foa'i and Vai Mahina


I have crossed the horizon to find you
I know your name
They may have stolen the heart from inside you
But this does not define you
This is not who you are
You know who you are