well this is my valentines mix for you all i guess

Ghost // Jughead Jones

Summary: Jughead’s been neglecting his girlfriend in favour of the case leaving no time to see each other. It slowly gets worse until things escalate into a fight when you came home late when he’s been waiting to apologize.

Characters: Reader x Jughead Jones, Betty Cooper, Archie Andrews, and Veronica Lodge (mentioned).

Words: 2888

Disclaimer: I do not own Riverdale or the characters involved. In this, like every other Riverdale fic I do, Jughead is NOT asexual in this.

Warnings: Swearing, fighting, neglect, and smut.

Author: Caitsy

A/N: Finals are finally over and I’m free to write again!

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Originally posted by juggiehead

It was a tough week to say the least with your boyfriend Jughead completely skipping the study dates you set. He had asked you out not even a full month ago in a sweet but very Jughead way that you appreciated dearly. Your teacher had put you together for a project that you were steadily doing the project solo and it was a lot of work to do.

You couldn’t believe how you barely saw him anymore with his obsession over the murder of Jason Blossom and he was spending it with Betty Cooper. That made you a little uncomfortable given she was a basket case and obviously mentally unbalanced from the Chuck Clayton incident. Jughead and Betty had gotten together earlier in the year for a month tops before it become glaringly problematic on how different they were. It was insane how little you saw each other when he lived with you. You were emancipated from your parents a year and a half ago and now you could see how it wasn’t that smart to start a relationship with someone you live with. He just didn’t care about you like you cared for him.

To: Jughead👑
From: Y/N
~When are you coming be here?~

To: Y/N
From: Jughead👑
~Can’t make it sorry, info about Jason came up~

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The Date (NamjoonxReader)


Member: Namjoon


Genre: Fluff

Summary: Namjoon asks Y/N to help plan a special Valentine’s dinner date but she has no idea that it is actually all for her.

Word  Count: 1.2k

I locked the door behind me and walked towards the back convertible sitting in my driveway. It was February 14 and my friend, Namjoon begged me to spend the day helping him prepare for a date with the girl he likes. I was feeling a bit sad that I didn’t have someone to prepare for on Valentine’s day but on the other hand I was happy to help out a friend in the oh-so-much spare time I had being single.

Namjoon gave his horn a few beeps as I approached, something he always did when he gave me a ride. I got in the passenger seat shaking my head at his commitment to our tradition.

“So, where to first?” I ask, fastening my seatbelt.

“That’s thing about today. There is no ‘first’. There is only a singular ‘there’.” I smiled at Namjoon’s dramatic way of explaining our itinerary as he pulled out of the driveway. “A place where men and women can complete all of their errands. A place for families and hipsters alike. A place called….” He took his eyes off the road to raise an eyebrow at me.

“Target….” I said widening my eyes, mirroring the tone and expression of a person who had just had a shocking revelation.

Namjoon chuckled and of course I followed along at the sound of his laugh. I really did love his laugh. And his smile…. I pushed those thoughts away though, I couldn’t think about Namjoon as anything other than a friend, especially when I was helping him impress another girl.

I switched on the radio to fill the silence as we made our way to Target. I kept thinking though; Who is this girl we are doing all of this for?

“So how did you meet her?” I ask, looking out the window to avoid making eye contact.

“Meet who?” He asked.

“The girl we’re preparing for.” Who else?

“Oh, she doesn’t go to our Uni.” He replied vaguely. I wasn’t going to press any further. I realized that I really didn’t want to know about her.

We pulled up at Target and walked to over to the entrance. I reached to grab a cart but Namjoon quickly intercepted me. “Tsk. Tsk. Tsk.” He said. “I didn’t bring you here to labour around pushing a cart, Y/N.” I rolled my eyes.

“Whatever you say. But if you don’t buy me Starbucks at the end of this, I’ll know I’ve been exploited.”

Namjoon laughed, “I will. Caramel Macchiato with two pumps of hazelnut.” I tried not to act affected by the butterflies in my stomach when he said that. We had only been to Starbucks once together and he remembered my order..

We strolled down the aisles, me picking out ingredients for tonight’s special; Shepherd’s Pie. Namjoon had insisted I cook my favourite dish with him, saying that it would be the dish I cook best.

Grocery shopping with Namjoon was fun. We quizzed each other on our favourite foods and I almost died of laughter when he said he ate scrambled eggs with maple syrup. “What? It’s a delicacy.” He said but it was so obvious he was trying to fight a smile. We decided to grab Pillsbury cookies and some icing tubes instead of making the dessert from scratch. Plus, it would be hilarious to see Namjoon struggling with icing tube later.

We got to the flower section and I started to skim through the flowers.

“So, what should I get?” He asked, folding his arms across his chest. I thought about that for a while, looking through the different colored flowers and whiffing the aromas. “Well you haven’t really said much about her. What is she like?” I immediately regretted asking that.

Namjoon sighed, “She’s wonderful. She’s not introverted and not extroverted either so she’s just this beautiful mix, this in-between of the both. She’s really funny. She makes me laugh like crazy. She’s got this energy I can’t get enough of. It’s like when I’m with her, I want time to stop or at least slow down because it feels like I’m going a million miles per hour and I can never really appreciate the things she says, or the way she laughs, or the way she fiddles with her nails when she’s nervous or when she’s really believes in something and begins to stand a little straighter but never gets too loud, always collected but so strong…” Namjoon trails off and then he looks over at me. I quickly try to control my facial expression. He was so entranced just thinking about her. I’d never felt so jealous in my life. I shook my head. “She sounds amazing,” I say dryly.

I see these orange roses at the end of the row and pick up the bouquet. “Generic but different.” I remark. “I guess we have a winner.”

Back at Namjoon’s place, I’m decorating the living room and setting the table. Cooking with Namjoon was more wonderful than I had expected. He was quite clumsy so we did end up burning a rag or two and dropping a bowl of vegetables at one point which resulted in me trying to scold him without peeing my pants. The cookies are all iced as well. At one point, Joonie and I had a western standoff with the icing bags that left our clothes, faces and hair frosted.

I laughed to myself thinking back. I was standing on a chair hanging up some fairy lights along the walls but the wire was so long I tripped and fell from the chair. Just like out of a movie, Namjoon caught me in his arms. “I thought I was the clumsy one.” He said , still holding me in my arms. He looked into my eyes for what felt like forever and I felt theat rush to my cheeks. I quickly hopped out of his arms and said, “I should go now. She’ll be here soon.”

I went straight to the door which was across the room and opened it up to leave. Upon opening the door I was greeted by a large red teddy bear holding a card that read, “Y/N, Will you be my Valentine?”

I was taken over by shock and confusion. I turned around to see Namjoon carrying the bouquet of orange roses and pulling out a chair for me. I hadn’t even noticed that he was no longer wearing the messy clothes but instead dark jeans and a leather bomber.

I brought my hand up to my mouth and gasped. “But-but what about your girl?” I stuttered.

“You are my girl.” He said, pulling out a chair at the table for me. He motioned for me to sit down.

I walked towards him and accepted the bouquet. I began to giggle, realization hitting me. “So wait, you made me PLAN our own date?”

Namjoon laughed sheepishly. “I wanted it to be exactly how you would want it to be. I also wanted to get to know what you like and dislike and of course spend time with you. I thought it would be romantic.” He was scratching the back of his head.

“It was.” I leant up to capture his lips for our first kiss. I pulled back after a few passionate moments. “Yes, I will be your valentine.”


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RFA: MC In Retail

How about RFA+V+Saeran taking care of MC after a *horrible* day in a retail job? …I dunno, what if they showed up on their break/lunch to cheer them up after receiving an upset message from work? 

Lmao I made MC angry in all of these bc I’m going to do both and din’t want to disappoint but now I feel like I described the situations too much so I hope these are okay;;;   -Admin Phae

- You weren’t happy
- You work at a very large store
- Which happens to have multiple buildings (for building, gardening, clothes shopping, etc.)
- And you had to deliver a message to a coworker in a different building to the one you normally work in
- So when you started to head back some guy came up to you and asked where the power drills are
- This wasn’t something you knew
- You still don’t know it to this day
- So rather than just sending him somewhere random on the other side of the store
- You told him to ask another coworker because you don’t know
- You were polite
- You were reasonable
- So why the hell did he go off on you?!
- “Why aren’t you doing your job? I’m going to get a manager. I hope you get fired.”
- Not exactly those words
- They were a little more strong
- But you weren’t going to let it get you down
- You thought
- But after it became even more eventful
- You got home fuming and it took everything in you not to punch something
- When Yoosung saw you were home he didn’t quite see this
- ‘Hey, MC, could I have some help with-‘
Some help with what?!
- You didn’t mean to snap but you just couldn’t help it
- He just kinda stood there
- He looked blank but thoughts were racing through his mind
- What did he do wrong?!?!
- Although seeing him did kind of calm you down
- So you ended up just apologising and helping him out
- And then he let you rant to him all night whilst smiling softly bc he likes it when you share things about your day with him, even if they’re bad
- And he loves you

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Brownies (Michael x Heere!Reader)

A/N: Requested by anon!! Gender neutral, too. I realized a few of my works are gender neutral, I’m prolly gonna mark them next time I do my masterlist! Enjoy my first Michael oneshot :))

W/c: 1758

The Three Musketeers. The Golden Trio. The Three Amigos.

That was always you, your brother and Michael Mell, for as long as you could remember.

You guys had matching costumes every single year on Halloween, played Mario Kart every day after school, and camped out in the Heere backyard eating junk food whenever someone had a bad day. You were only a year younger, but they never treated you as such. Michael and Jeremy viewed you as an equal; they even let you be player one, once in a blue moon.

It was a dream come true.

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valentine me, please? (chanyeol)
word count: 1262 w.
genre: fluff, romance, valentines day au
summary:  teaching chanyeol english is frustrating.

valentines day special ; pick your date

minseok | junmyeon | yixing
baekhyun | jongdae | chanyeol
kyungsoo | jongin | sehun

“Chanyeol, we’ve been through this last week. It’s ‘love’ as in luv, with an ‘ugh’ sound. Not ‘lob’.” You switched from English to Korean pronunciation of the words for Chanyeol to better understand.

Chanyeol grinned while you rubbed your temples in a circular motion. Maybe it’ll help relieve the headache you’re getting from this 165 cm giant.

“I’m pure Korean. You should understand that. I get 'R’ and 'L’ mixed up. Blame the alphabet, not me.” Chanyeol raised his hands as if surrendering.

“I’m Korean, too, but I learned English in a breeze. You don’t see me committing the same mistakes again and again, don’t you?” You eyed him wearily, arms folded across your chest.

“I’m sorry,” He whined like a puppy and you can’t help but smile at his childish act. Chanyeol confined his face using his long arms.

“English is hard,” you can hear his muffled voice, frustrated.

Taking a glance at the time, you tapped Chanyeol’s shoulder. He faced you, his nose crinkled and it was damn adorable. You said, “We have to finish our lesson before seven p.m.”

“Ohhh,” Chanyeol eyed you teasingly, “You have a date.”

Deep inside, Chanyeol prayed your response would be something along the lines of 'No, I don’t have a date. Would you like to be my date for today?’ but it seems like the heavens were neglecting his wishes at the moment.

“Actually, I’m going out with Jongdae for dinner.”

You thought you saw his face fall but you decided it was just your peripheral vision fooling you. Your crush senses need to stop tingling. You haven’t admitted this to anyone but you have a huge crush on Chanyeol.

At the first month, you developed a brother-sister with the guy. Teaching him English as a second language and you, being his friend, offered to teach him English. However, you felt yourself becoming closer to Chanyeol when he started opening up to you. He often tells you how he wanted to communicate with the international fans but apparently, elementary english doesn’t suffice for a proper conversation.

Above all that, you found it handsome how he was determined to learn a language that’s hard to understand. Baby steps, that’s what you kept telling him. Chanyeol has to learn English step-by-step.

“Oh, okay. Well, have fun with Jongdae. You deserve that much,” He flashed you his pearly whites before picking up the pencil and answered the blanks on his workbook.

You deserve that much. What does that mean?

“Hey,” you called him out.

Nudging Chanyeol, he turned to face you. A sullen expression painted on his face. You flinched inwardly because it’s rare for Chanyeol to frown or have a straight face whenever he’s with you.

“I know it’s been three months and…” You could feel your heart race as you choked up the words in your throat. A confession was coming up and you didn’t want to handle rejection at Valentines Day.

“…and I just want to say that I’m proud of you for conquering this feat even if you’re having a hard time and we’ve been repeating lessons week per week.”

You wanted to bang your head on the nearest hard surface. That didn’t come out right and it wasn’t motivational at all. You shook your head, composing the right words inside your brain.

“What I meant was you’re doing a great job, Yeol. I’ll be here every step of the way,” You pumped your fists. It was the least you could do as his teacher.

Chanyeol could sense a wide smile coming up. One that would stretch from ear to ear. He stared at his workbook for a good ten seconds before calling your attention. He wouldn’t want you to be disheartened on this special day just because of his incompetency in English.

“I’m done with the activity. Can you check it?” Chanyeol asked, handing you the workbook he answered.

You took another glance at your watch. There was at least one hour to spare before your so-called date with Jongdae. You wouldn’t want to call it a date because that word’s reserved for someone else. Preferably to that someone who’s sitting right across you.

With hands fidgeting under the table, Chanyeol gulped nervously. “I’ll have to go after I check your–”

Nicely written penmanship scribbled on the worksheet took you by surprise. Chanyeol has difficulty in grammar and spelling so seeing this message on the paper nearly swept you off your feet.

I don’t think your date with Jongdae is going to work out. It’s a mistake to go through this.

“Wait, what’s the meaning of this?” You blurted out in English so Chanyeol wouldn’t pick up your words. It was impossible for Chanyeol to use these words in a sentence since he’s struggling with sentence formation. He must be fiddling with Google Translator under the table.

Chanyeol knew you’d be surprised. “It means I like you enough to have lasted three months repeating the same lessons.”

“I wanted to spend more time with you that’s why I’ve been trying to dumb down my English.” He confidently spoke in perfect English. There were no hints of the R and L mix-ups he’s been having trouble with the past few months.

“You’ve been pretending?!” Slapping your hand to your forehead, you heaved a big sigh. “I went through all the trouble explaining to you– Ugh, I can’t believe!”

“I’m sure Jongdae would understand,” He said again, in pure fucking English. “I mean, anyone who doesn’t want you is an idiot. If you weren’t my best friend, I’d want you.”

Chanyeol felt heat surging through his ears. Flustered, he bowed down his head to avoid your gaze. “No, actually, I want you.”

Cute, you thought. Chanyeol always thought his big ears was a downside when it was his best asset all along.

“Stop saying things like that, you’re making my heart race.”

You placed a hand over your heart when Chanyeol suddenly had the courage to lean in close to your face. “Maybe I like making your heart race.”

That’s it, you were a complete goner for Park Chanyeol.

Chanyeol cleared his throat which caught your attention once again. “Valentine me, please?”

You laughed when he covered his face with his hands in embarrassment. The Park Chanyeol you’ve been tutoring English made its appearance after cool English speaker Chanyeol disappeared.

“What I mean to say is, would you please consider being my Valentine?” He asked, hopeful eyes piercing through you.

It was hard to say no to Chanyeol when he was being this adorable. Plus points to his husky voice that made him hotter when speaking English.

“Aww, you asked me to be your Valentine.” You cooed, pinching his cheeks. You added, “I guess I have to make an excuse to avoid ditching Jongdae.”

“You don’t have to,” Chanyeol smirked. “This was part of our plan.”

“You know, someday, I’ll be able to see right through you,” you chuckled as he wrapped his arm around your waist. Heat creeped up to your cheeks and you found yourself burying your face on his chest.

Caught off guard, Chanyeol crouched down and kissed your cheek. “Someday, but not today, we have a dinner date to go to.”

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A Perfect Valentines Day for Some Meihem

(I struggled to get all this done today while moving, so I’m sorry if it seems a little rushed! Happy Valentines!)


Roadhog was sitting on the closed lid of the toilet in the junkers’ crowded little bathroom, reading another of his old paperback novels. His drooping gaze scanned it as hurriedly as he could, knowing full well that this was likely the only chance to get to read this particular novel before it was ruined. The book was already burnt on the edges and starting to bend and break from the elements, and now it was discentigrating before his very eyes, spattered with water and wilting from steam. As another splash arced his way, he lifted the book up towards the ceiling and tried to keep reading.

“She’s gonna love this, Roadie! A clean, fresh bloke for Valentines Day! You know how many kisses I’m gonna get today? Yeah, she won’t be able to resist all them primal lady urges when she sees all this!” Junkrat sat on his plastic stool in the middle of the shower, bombarding himself with scalding water as he leaned to fill his up his purloined tupperware container and dumped it over his head. He was looking a bit more like a drowned rat than a junk rat, wild swathes of blond hair now sopping wet and drooping all over his head, stuck in a rather grotesque manner across his eyes and face. He was hunched over like a gargoyle on his chair, using his remaining limbs to awkwardly maneuver himself as the water flowing down his body came away black and gray, swirling down a drain that was already bubbling and threatening to clog. Again.

“She probably won’t recognize you,” Hog grunted, lifting his book again as Junkrat filled up his container and missed as he tried to douse himself.

“That’s cause I’m a new man! This is gonna blrlrb-” He doubled over in a fit of coughing as he threw water directly into his own face whilst trying to talk, sputtering loudly before continuing on. “This is gonna be perfect, a real gentleman’s-type holiday. It’s gotta be classy. Okay, hand me all them bottles. We’re gonna turn this Junkrat into a Hunkrat. Okay, how do I… Oi, Roadie, what’s the difference between shampoo and conditioner?”

Hog shrugged.

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5. “Please let me help.”

A/N: y’all. I’m seriously living for all the love on these little oneshots. You sure do know how to make a girl feel loved. ALSO - this is for the anon that sent me “pls gimme a angsty bechloe oneshot” Unfortunately, angst is my specialty. (so is fluff tho? like that makes no sense) I’ve also noticed I usually sway toward writing from Beca’s POV, but I think that’s just bc I’m so much like Beca it’s easier for me to write more naturally and less forced, but idk. Gonna give Chloe’s POV a shot.  i’m hoping to write a ton and just queue it up for y’all since I’ll be a smidge MIA for close to the rest of this month. love you mucho, lets get this show on the road xx

Here be the list
1. Oh my god, you’re in love with her
2. You’re too good for this world
3. It’s about damn time
4. I just had to see you

Three days until Valentines Day

Chloe had spilled the beans to the DJ about her feelings last week and all Beca did was stutter, “I uh.. um. I hav-” start sweating, and then walk away.

They haven’t talked about it since and Beca had been avoiding Chloe like a teenage boy avoids doing any physical activity: hardcore.

She wasn’t replying to her texts, which she sent daily, so the only way they would talk or communicate was face to face - that is, if Beca didn’t completely ignore Chloe’s presence entirely.

Chloe walked into the kitchen to get her first cup of coffee for the day, Beca had been sitting at her laptop working on something and avoiding contact or any acknowledgment to the fact that Chloe even walked in.

“Morning, Becs.” Chloe said after she’d filled her mug.

“Hey.” still no eye contact.

“Any midterms today?” Chloe leaned up against the counter across from Beca and took a sip from her mug.

“Nope.” popping the p.

“Lucky. I have three.”

Beca just nodded.

“Okay, well I’m gonna go get ready. See ya later I guess.” with no reply.

She felt like she had done something wrong, like Beca hated her. Chloe usually had a pretty good sixth sense for all things Beca Mitchell, but this one thing was eating her alive even more so because she couldn’t figure it out.

“Stace. I literally told her, ‘Beca, I love you’ after I made her dinner on Thursday and then she just stuttered some incoherent nonsense and then got up and walked away. She won’t even look at me.” Chloe had burst into Stacie’s room, completely ignoring the fact that Lilly was playing darts with a dart board that was mounted on the ceiling above her bed…

“Maybe she’s just a little freaked? I mean come on, it’s Beca. Episodes of Game of Thrones even gets her freaked.” Stacie was half paying attention to Chloe’s ranting and filing her nails. 

“How the hell am I anything like Game of Thrones?” 

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Valentines Day Surprise  D|H

A/N: Well since today is Valentines Day and I’m obviously at home like on any other day I thought I’d write my own V Day date and share it with you. I noticed that most of you don’t mind smut at all so…I wrote my first ever smut ! I hope it’s decent, I will surely get better at it with time. 

“We’ll take the champagne, please” Dan told the waiter who quickly wrote down our order. After he had walked off we continued searching through the menu for something to eat. Dan had literally chosen the fanciest restaurant in London. He sat opposite me in a black suit combined with a black tie. I can tell you he was honestly breathtaking. The suit showed off his broad shoulders. Elegance and his ‘emoness’ mixed so well. Let’s not forget to mention that his dark hair was as perfect as always.

“Nothing could be too expensive for you” he said this morning when he revealed what his plans for today were. I looked at him with big eyes. “I also got you a little something since I thought you’d need something nice to wear for tonight. I hope you like it.” My eyes got even bigger when I opened the huge present and saw that he had bought me an expensive dress.

I sat opposite my fiancé, my body covered in the red lace dress he gave to me as a present this morning. It was pretty tight and showed off all my curves. My boobs looked even bigger in it and I knew that Dan chose it because of that. Valentines Day was pretty important to him, he always emphasises that it’s the perfect day to do something special and show his love. Right now I couldn’t really believe how I could have ever gotten this lucky. I happily smiled at him and he smiled back making his dimples appear. 2 minutes later the champagne arrived at our table and we clinked classes. We told our waiter what we’d like to eat. It was that kind of restaurant where the meals have such fancy names that you question that it even is in English. As I looked at the prices I had a hard time not feeling guilty but I told myself that my present for Dan would make up for it. Yes, although he told me that he didn’t want anything I had something planned and I knew he’d love it.

After we had finished dinner and left the fancy restaurant Dan took me for a stroll alongside the Thames. We held hands and looked at the reflected city lights in the dark water. “Thank you” I whispered and kissed him as we sat down on a bench next to the river. “I love you” he answered instead of 'No problem’ because to him ’ I love you’ was his reasoning behind everything he did for me.

I leaned against his shoulder and we stayed there in comfortable silence for a while to take in the beauty of the moment. As soon as he noticed that I shivered he called a cab and we drove home. He opened the front door for me and as we entered the flat I knew that it was time for plan. I sneaked into our bedroom while he stayed in the lounge. I nervously opened my underwear drawer and underneath a few bras I found the new set of lingerie that I bought for this special day.

I slid out of the dress I wore and put the black see through lace on. I examined myself in front of the mirror. I looked sexy and it showed of just enough skin without giving everything away.

“Dan.” I shouted as I positioned myself at the edge of our bed.

“Yeah?” he asked from the lounge.

“Can you come real quick ? I need you for second or two..”

A moment later the door opened and revealed Dan who was still wearing his suit. “What do you need me f-” he started but then he saw me. “Fu-ck” he whispered and I cheekily smiled at him.

He quickly rushed over to where I sat. I guided him so he stood between my legs. I grabbed his tie and pulled at it so he had to bend down. Our faces where now at the same height and I started to kiss him with lust. Without asking he slid his tongue into my mouth. Meanwhile I ran my hands up and down his chest and I took his jacket and button up off. I teasingly  kissed the naked skin that I now had access to. A silent moan slipped from his lips and made my inside tingle. As soon as he was on the bed with me he took hold of my breasts. “You look so fucking hot in that thing, too bad that I have to take it off” He forcefully grabbed me by my hips and put my onto his lap so I was straddling him.  

His eyes were now almost black and filled with lust. His huge hands made their way up my sides and I melted under his touch. My mouth attacked his neck and I started to suck on his soft skin causing him to moan my name. With one swift motion he unclasped my black lace bra and started nibbling on my left boob. I swayed my hips a little and felt his hard on underneath me. “Shit” he whispered desperately. “I guess we have to do something about that” I grinned and he eagerly nodded. I undid his leather belt and unbuttoned his trousers. He lifted his body up a bit so I could take them off easier. He was left in his boxers and tie now and I was still wearing my lace panties. He was about to roll us over and get on top of my like always but I wanted to be in charge today. I took his tie of his in love bites covered neck and wrapped it around his wrists. “Baby… what are you doing ?” he breathed surprised because he had never seen me this dominant before. I just looked at him seductively and tied him against the bed post. He swallowed heard as I looked down at him and licked my pink lips. My fingertips travelled down his bare chest until I reached the waistband of his boxers. The outline of his cock was visible and and he really needed to be freed. I pulled his underwear down and his hard member slapped against his abdomen. “Do something” he pleaded as he watched every step of mine. My hands wrapped around his dick and his swollen tip was tripping with precum. I swirled my tongue around it and he tensed under my touch. I licked him up and down and bobbed my head a few times before I let go off him again. He groaned at the sudden loss of contact. “Y/N, I’m telling you I’m gonna explode” he shouted. I took my panties off slowly and felt that Dan’s eyes were glued to my naked body. “You are damn hot, can you fuck me now ?” he asked  frustrated. I raised an eyebrow. “Please” he added.

The sight of Dan in fort me naked and tied up against the bed post was without doubt the hottest thing I have ever seen. I knew that Dan could barely handle his neediness and arousal but I had a hard time, too. I was tripping wet and my inside was tingling like crazy. I crawled towards Dan on all fours and stopped as soon as I reached his crotch. I lined us up and sat down on him without a warning. “DA-N” I moaned loudly and he nearly screamed. I slowly bounced up and down his cock a few times until I had adjusted myself. I placed my hands onto his chest and started riding him. He was a moaning and groaning mess underneath me. And although we were both feeling immense pleasure he was not entirely happy with the tied up situation. “Untie me baby, I need to fucking touch you” he growled and I did as he told me. His large hands travelled all over my body. He rolled us over so he was on top and rammed into me with enormous force. “Oh my god” I shouted in surprise and pure bliss. He hit my g-spot a few times and I felt that familiar feeling in the pit of my stomach signalizing that I was close. “I’m gonna cum” I warned him and he pulled out all the way shortly before he smashed into my again. I screamed his name as I felt my orgasm wash over me. Soon after I felt his juices fill me up. We rode out our highs together and he fell down onto the bed next to me. Our bodies were sweaty and our cheeks were hot . “Thank you” Dan said out of breath as his strong arms wrapped around my body. “I love you” I answered just like he did earlier tonight.


Date Night


“Do you want the window seat?” Harry offered as we shuffled down the train towards our spot.

“Holy shit.” I chortled. “You can so tell you’re an only child.”

What?” He screeched, slinging his bag into the overhead compartment.

“It’s an unwritten rule, Curls. You gotta take it in turns. If one gets the window seat there, the other gets the window seat the next time. Rule applies on trains and planes. Often also applies for the front seat of the car. Everyone knows this.”

“I didn’t know this.”

“Because you’re an only child.”

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Kaiidth. Or Whatever.

For JayTim week- Valentines edition: Stargazing 

rating: T

length: 7.6K

summary: Then Jason’s face closes off completely. He turns blank, emotionless. And while this would be normal for any other Vulcan in the universe, it isn’t normal for Jason, and this is what pushes Tim from concerned to terrified. Like Jason was, just a second ago.

“Excuse me,” Jason says, and his flat tone creeps Tim the fuck out. He turns and walks away, leaving Tim sitting there, alone, shocked, with their unfinished breakfast.


A/N: This is a collab with the amazing @tanekore. Go check out the artwork she did with Vulcan Jason- I cry every time I see it <3

(If you aren’t super familiar with Star Trek, there are a few terms you’ll need the definitions of:
Kaiidth- “what is, is”
T'hy'la- can mean “friend,” “brother,” or “lover.”
Also, you need to know that Vulcans are touch-telepaths, so they don’t usually let people touch them.)

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Keep the Hitter Honest

Rating: T

Relationships: Anders/Male Hawke

Warnings: none!

Summary: Garrett - ever the holiday lover - is looking forward to spending Valentine’s Day with his boyfriend…or he would be, if Anders hadn’t forgotten about it. 

Part of my Caught Looking world. Takes place 3 years after the main story. 

I promised Valentine’s fluff for these two, so here it is!

Edit: Read on AO3

“Please don’t make me go to work,” Garrett moaned, burying his face in Anders’ hair.

“Hand me your phone, I’ll quit for you.”

Anders couldn’t see him, but he could feel Garrett grinning against his head. No matter how many times they had this discussion and Anders assured him he didn’t need to work, Garrett refused to quit.

“I can’t deprive the world of my beautiful buns,” Garrett sighed dramatically, rolling onto his stomach. Anders took the opportunity to reach out and squeeze his now prominently displayed bare ass.

“No one should taste them but me.”

Garrett had the nerve to look scandalized, swatting Anders’ hand away.

“I meant my cinnamon buns, thank you,” he scoffed. “But I’ll let Bodahn know you think we should use my ass as an advertising tool.”

Anders snorted, giving his boyfriend a small shove.

“You need to get up, Mr. Advertising Tool, or you’re going to be late.”

“But I don’t wanna,” Garrett groaned again, hiding his face in his pillow. When he didn’t move after a few moments Anders yawned and made himself more comfortable, assuming the conversation was done.

“Did you have any plans for tomorrow?”

Anders peeked a sleepy eye open to see Garrett now looking at him expectantly.

“No?” Anders replied, frowning. “Should I?”

Hurt briefly flickered across Garrett’s face but then he shrugged, trying to look nonchalant.

“I mean, it’s Valentine’s Day, so I didn’t know…”

Anders sighed as he rolled onto his back, covering his face with his arm.


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6. Desire

Guests had begun to fill the massive ballroom and almost every table had someone sitting by it. Alec wasn’t sure what he had expected, but definitely not this many. Shadowhunters and downworlders were mingling around, talking with one another in more than civilized ways, and Alec found himself surprised. A part of him had thought that something would go wrong and that mixing everyone would turn out to be a mistake. Alec knew that was his parents influence talking, and he determinedly shook it off. He hated the idea of their morals sipping through his. They might have agreed to throw this party, but he still knew what they really thought.

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BMC Camp Counselor AU: Of Candy and Water Gods

“That’s it?” Looking over the paper again Chloe found nothing as the group began to panic.
“This is a joke right?”
“Well it’s not a funny joke, where the hell is your uncle Brooke?”
“I don’t know, listen we should all calm down and-” Before she could finish the group heard the sound of a bus pulling in followed by kids scrambling off the bus.
“Oh shit.”
“It’s too late to run now.”
“Come on guys how bad could it be? I mean he said there’d only be like fourteen kids. I’m pretty sure we can handle that.”
“Famous last words Brooke.” The group reluctantly followed the blonde outside and were greeted by a crowd of children much larger than just fourteen.
“Well fuck.” As Jake said this the kids gasped with one little girl pointing her finger at him.
“He said a bad word!”
“Hey where’s Mr.Lohst?”
“Oh, well, um you see-we’re the new counselors! Which means we’re going to be the ones watching you guys.”
“This doesn’t look like the art camp my mommy signed me up for.”
“This barely looks like a camp in the first place, and who the hell would put you in charge?” A little boy with bright red hair said this.
“That’s not a nice thing to say-”
“I’m hungry.”
“Me too.”
“When are we gonna do arts and crafts?”
“I think I saw a dinosaur by the totem pole!”
As the children began to talk amongst themselves the group turned to each other.
“What do we do? I did a head count, there’s like twenty-seven of them!”
“Well, uh, I guess we need food for them. We’ll send somebody into town to get food.”
“I think we should send Christine.”
“I think I should be the one to go.”
“Jenna if you left here you’d never come back.”
“Exactly.” The group ignored her, Jeremy fishing his wallet from good jacket and handing out to Christine.
“What should I get?”
“We have a kitchen, maybe pancake mix or something. Whatever you do, hurry otherwise I’m pretty sure they’ll stay trying to eat rocks or something.”
“Alright, I’ll be back.” Christine left as the kids stopped talking turning their attention back to the teenagers.
“We can do this, it’s just a bunch of little kids. What’s the worst that could happen?”
“Hey Jer?”
“Yeah Michael?”
“Is this how you expected that we’d die? Being sacrificed to the water Gods by a bunch of children?” The day had been going normal, showing kids their cabins and stuff when the little boy with bright red hair started turning the other campers against the counselors. One by one all of the teens were captured by the kids with the exception of Rich whom the kids had crowned King yet had done nothing to stop the madness.
If anything he made it worse with half of the camp on fire and the children now believing there were water Gods in the lake that could only be appeased by human sacrifice.
“-put me down you little shit stains or I swear to fucking God I kill all of you!”
“And there’s Chloe, looks like we’re all going to die together.”
“Guys, where’s Jake?” Jenna asked looking around, not seeing him.
“They probably already threw him in the water.”
“I can’t swim, let alone with my arms tied behind my back!”
“Why the hell are the kids coming to camp if they can already tie knots like this?”
“Everyone, be quiet! Our King is about to speak!”
“I will not be quiet, Rich if you don’t have them let us go I WILL-” A little girl used her stick to hit Chloe over the head before she could finish.
“He’s speaking.”
“…I hate kids, so, so much…”
“I king Rich, have decided that for your crimes against the camp you shall all be sacrificed to the water Gods of the lake!” The kids cheered as he said this. “Starting with the loud mean one.” He pointed his makeshift sick staff at Chloe as the children picked her up again. “Throw her in!”
“Wait!” The group’s attention was directed to an incoming canoe. On it stood Christine and Jake.
“Took you long enough!”
“Sorry Jenna, I was getting food when Michael texted me help followed by random letters when Jake showed up soaking wet telling me the kids had taken over. So I brought something to stop this.” The kids watched as she stepped off the canoe before opening the bag enough for the kids to see the candy inside. “This is one of many bags of candy I bought that none of you will get at the end of the summer unless you’re good. Is that understood?” All the kids nodded, instantly swayed by the candy except for the small red headed child.
“You really think you can buy is with that?”
“Everyone else seems to be.” Looking around the child saw he was alone in his protest.
“Now put Chloe down and untie everybody.”
“But we only learned how to tie knots, not untie them.”
“I know how to!” One of the older girls brought out a pocket knife. As Christine and the girl began to help the rest of the group Jake turned towards Rich who looked at his boyfriend with​ a sheepish grin.
“Jake! You’re-”
“Rich what the hell? Are you the reason the archery range is on fire?”
“…well I didn’t stop it…”
“Do I want to know why the named you King?”
“I’m ​awesome and I have a dinosaur.” Freddy looked up from his position at Jake with what he could only define as a smirk.
“Your lizard is evil.”
“Whatever.” By now the group was up as Christine whistled to get everyone’s attention.
“Food time, everyone to the mess hall or no dinner. Now!” The kids rushed over as Chloe got up slowly walking towards Rich.
“I’m feeling generous, you have five seconds to run. Four,three,two…” Rich took off in the other direction with Chloe following closely behind. “You’re dead Rich!”

Love Potion #9

Happy (day after) Valentine’s Day!  This is a collaborative story written by @ bixisarusher, @flslp87 @hellomommanerd @snowbellewells and @whimscallyenchantedrose.  A big thanks to @duathadun for making the above graphic!

Summary:  When Cupid puts a love potion in Storybrooke’s water supply on Valentine’s Day, all kinds of chaos ensues.  Can the heroes find a way to reverse the spell and bring peace back to their overly loving community?


Valentine’s Day dawned crisp and clear, the sun shining down on the snow that had blanketed Storybrooke overnight, making it sparkle like tiny diamonds.  Emma woke slowly, enjoying the warmth of her bed and the security of Killian’s arms around her.  

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Two Steps - Part 8

Hey everyone!! So here is part 8! I really enjoyed you guys’ comments on part 7 :D Thanks so much for reading! I know I’ve been posting the previous parts in this one to reference to, but I’m in a bit of a hurry, so I’ll just tell you. The past part is set a few times after Rae and Finn first met and the present part is set the morning after the party. 

Thanks for reading!!

Part 8:

Feburary 10th, 2011

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anonymous asked:

for the valentines day thing...wiggles eyebrows i wanna say sugar daddy au but i know probably no one else will request that lmao so i'm just voting for jongyu 😏

ok….jongyu won anyway so ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) its ur lucky day

Jonghyun’s first instinct is to curl in on himself, to cover his flustered smile with his hand and hide his face with both hands or maybe with his little stuffed puppy, Onew - but he doesn’t, just giggles and smiles at Jinki before jumping back into bed and straddling Jinki’s lap. “Thank you, daddy.”

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+sherlolly because...a matter of days

I couldn’t resist. I should have been in bed three hours ago but when Sherlolly feels flood your soul - what is sleep?! Here’s my contribution to the 14th of February, 2017. Happy Sherlolly Valentine’s, darlings. x


Today  ( also on FF.net and AO3 )

The quiet of midnight never ceased to provide the perfect calm after a bad work day. Today had been particularly hectic for Molly; a colleague had come down with measles and their whole morgue roster had to be reshuffled, causing everyone’s daily workload to nearly triple.

“Ah, my neck,” she whispered to herself as she gratefully turned the keys to the door of her flat. 

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Shadowhunters 2.16

          Spoilers ahead- Read on your own free will!

     Friendly reminder to all Shadowhunters, Warlocks, Vampires, and                  Downworlders alike ~ These opinions are mine and mine alone.                              Be respectful and kind even when you don’t agree.                                                    We are one fandom, one Shadow World

I think this is my favourite episode out of the entire series. We got a mix of everything!! Idris, Alec and Izzy, Simon with Maia and his family. Sebastian and Val. And most importantly…Clary and Jace.

But first those Izzy and Alec scenes were amazing, getting to see them interact more was nice. Simon and Maia? I really hope these two get the chance to explore their relationship before Simon and Izzy fall in love. Which I hope will also lead to more of Maia’s background. Robert was my least favourite in the books (next to Jocelyn) but i sort of like him in the show but not really. I have mixed feelings. 

Personally I think I have an issue because I am unbelievably attracted to Sebastian/Will Tudor. (Not his burnt flesh face but the Will Tudor face lol) he’s psychotic, dangerous and just down right EVIL. But holy hell I love him. You know what? It’s probably the fuckin eyes. I die for cute boys with blue eyes. It’s my weakness. Will and Alan did an excellent job this episode. Wonderful work.

             Now here is where i talk about Clary and Jace so be prepared

There was something a friend said about the song Anchors, that plays in the background during the healing scene between Clary and Jace in Idris. Anchors are important, and for me they go back to that quote from Teen Wolf by Melissa “Be your own Anchor” but in this world, the shadow world; Clary and Jace are each others anchors. When I first read the books, there was something about Clary and Jace that seemed to go past their love for each other, it’s like the two of them could only survive if the other was okay or they were around each other. I could never figure out what it was. Until I heard the term Anchor on Teen Wolf. Everything clicked. And I think that goes for all 3 of the main relationships in the show. (Clace, Malec, Sizzy) They depend on each other. Even if they didn’t know it. (But we cant mix this up with Parabatai, thats another emotional rollercoaster.) This scene in the episode is so pivotal to their relationship it is unreal. The fact that Jace asked Izzy for her stele to heal his hand, but when it came to Clary he was able to activate his runes. It seems he’s always able to activate his runes when she’s around. I can’t wait for this relationship to grow. Their relationship is so important to the show and Paul Wesley did an unbelievable job with this scene, as did Kat and Dom. 


Since last weeks episode Dom got a lot of hate from fans. Basically saying that because he was straight he couldn’t have an opinion. And i don’t think i’ve ever been so ashamed to be part of this fandom. All you motherfuckers, bitch about how the show sucks and how you aren’t getting what you want. Then the show tries to bring in what you want, then when you get it, you get fucking pissed. Well guess what. FUCK YOU!!! I am done with this bullshit. You can bitch about how you don’t like the show, thats fine. BUT. As soon as you attack someone i admire/love. BITCH I WILL FUCKING CUT YOU DOWN. These actors put everything they have into this fucking show and their characters and you make them feel fucking awful. Dom is allowed to have an opinion. If he himself does not believe in love at first sight, great because guess what? i don’t either. BUT his character does. Jace and i say JACE, NOT DOM, feel in love with Clary the moment they meet and Jace is allowed to feel that way. you know why? He’s a fictional character. Dom also said he didn’t believe Malec feel inlove at first sight or some other crap like that but guess what? The Malec-Lunatics were immediately set off. It’s fucking annoying. and to those who decided they were going to boycott the episode because they didn’t have Malec, guess what? There wasn’t THAT much Clace either. There were 3 fantastic scenes but thats it. It wasn’t directly based on Clace. We saw other relationships as well. 

So next time you want to bitch that the ratings are down and your scared the show will end and you’ll never see malec again? Remember that it’s your fault because your favourite characters/relationship wasn’t in the episode, so you ran and cried in a corner. 

Ill say this again just for those in the back who cant hear!

To all the Malec/Sizzy/Clace shippers who appreciate the other cast and watch for every ship not just your own. I love you and i appreciate you.

If you’re going to reblog this and call me a bitch go ahead. I really don’t give a shit. Better yet, ill enjoy it. You’ll be sharing my words for everyone.